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Pairing: Soft!Dark!Winter Soldier x Fem!Reader Summary: After escaping Hydra reader attempts to hide from not only Hydra but her beloved Sol

abuu2go

(via 「思わず二度見する不思議さ…」タトゥー風の足を持つ猫:らばQ)

ladyalexandranna

Apps

Alpine wearing Bucky’s arm

unearthlydust

SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER

unearthlydust

SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES THUNDERBOLTS* CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER

valmoxium

graymoon2-deactivated20241009

i will never not reblog this

i cannot stress how much it does for us

a while ago, one of my mutuals was considering quitting writing. her fics weren’t doing as well, and the algorithm wasn’t favoring her writing like it used to.

so as a collective 10-15 writers, we all reblogged her fic once each. that alone put her writing at the top of the tag.

it makes a difference. way more than you think. it doesn’t matter if people see it because of you, it still gets promoted by the algorithm.

please, reblog fics

makeyoumine69

In this reaction, I react to American family exploring a Russian store and reacting to everyday items: bacon, chicken, veggies, fruits, cat food, ribs, and more. Is life in Russia really this affordable compared to the USA? (Spoiler: the bacon price has a funny twist! 😂)

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As a farmer you have to deal with critters trying to grab your produce. When you catch a Possum taking one of your tomatoes you jokingly say “I hope you were planning on paying for that.” Not only does the possum pay for the tomato, but now creatures of all kinds show up to buy from your farm.

unearthlydust

SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES THUNDERBOLTS*

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Dragons self domesticated a few centuries ago and you come home to find one of these scaly firespitters on your bed. But you don't own a dragon or atleast you didn't own one until now. Congratulations you have been selected by the dragon distribution system!

bucky-barnez

intensive. focused.

evanss-chris

my-dailydreams

makeyoumine69

18+ | MDNI • Patrick Bateman punishes you for sneaking his porn tapes: daddy kink, filthy fingering, savage fucking and a creampie so deep you’ll feel it tomorrow.

Patrick knew exactly which porn tapes you had watched while he was at work. He knew the timestamps, the specific scenes that made you squirm the hardest. You thought you were clever—hiding the cases—but he noticed everything.

Now you were paying for it.

His fingers were buried knuckles-deep inside your pussy, pumping fast and brutal—the exact technique he had memorized from those tapes. Your nails raked across his tanned forearm, desperately trying to catch his wrist, but he didn’t slow down. Not even close. Perhaps he allowed you the illusion of control, just enough to make it sweeter when he stripped it away.

“That’s it?” he growled, voice low and mocking. “This is what you wanted when you watched those tapes? Rubbing yourself raw to strangers fucking like animals?”

“Patrick—”

He delivered a single, sharp smack to your pussy—wet, stinging. You stuttered, writhed, the pain twisting into pleasure in the ugliest, most delicious way.

“Not Patrick,” he crooned, shoving you harder against the cold floor-to-ceiling glass. The city lights glittered behind you like a mocking audience. “It’s daddy for you now. Only daddy. Say it, doll.”

Your dress was already half-shredded—torn at the neckline, chest exposed, nipples swollen and aching from the way he had sucked and bitten them earlier. The chilled air made them tighten painfully. You could almost imagine the glass shattering under the force he exerted, shards raining down while he ruined you against the skyline.

“Come on, darling,” he murmured, one hand cupping your cheek now, thumb dragging lazily across your lower lip. “Call me the right way and maybe—maybe—I’ll be gentle tonight.”

“Only tonight?”

His smile was sharp, predatory. “Bold.”

His mouth crashed into yours before you could blink. He tasted like whiskey and cigar smoke—thick, bitter, expensive. You hated the cigars, always had, but he didn’t care. He forced your lips wider, tongue plunging deep, claiming every inch until you were whimpering into the kiss. It wasn’t a kiss; it was an invasion.

“I’m going to fuck you right here,” he said, nodding toward the floor. “Right now. And you’re going to take every second of it like a good little slut.”

He dragged you down by the ankles. You barely managed to grip the edge of the couch for balance before he yanked you back—ass up, skirt shoved to your waist, panties long gone. He knelt behind you, knees spreading yours wider, cock already leaking against your thigh.

“Look at you,” he sneered, slapping your ass hard enough to leave a vivid mark. “Dripping like a whore just from my fingers. You’ve been training this cunt for me, haven’t you? Watching those tapes, fingering yourself, pretending it was me.”

You whimpered, face pressed to the cold laminate “Yes—daddy—please—”

There it was.

He groaned like the word had punched him in the gut. “Say it again.”

“Daddy—please fuck me—”

He didn’t wait. One brutal thrust and he was buried to the hilt, stretching you so wide you gasped, back arching, nails digging into the wooden floor. He gave you no time to adjust—just started pounding, hips snapping with punishing force, balls slapping wetly against your clit with every thrust.

“This what you wanted?” he rasped, one hand fisting your hair, yanking your head back so you were forced to look at your own reflection in the glass—face flushed, lips swollen, eyes glassy. “My cock ruining this tight little pussy while the whole city watches?”

“Yes—daddy—fuck—harder—”

He laughed, dark and cruel. “Greedy slut. You don’t get to make demands.”

But he gave it to you anyway—thrusts turning savage, deep enough you felt him in your stomach. His free hand snaked around to rub your clit in harsh, relentless circles, fingers still slick from earlier.

“Gonna fill you up,” he growled against your ear. “Gonna fuck my cum so deep you’ll feel it for days. You want that? Want daddy’s load dripping out of you every time you sit down tomorrow?”

“Please—yes—daddy—fill me—”

He snarled, pace faltering as he neared the edge. “Say it. Tell daddy you’re his little cumdump.”

“I’m—I’m your cumdump—daddy—please—”

That broke him.

Patrick slammed in one last time, burying himself as deep as possible, cock pulsing as he came hard—hot, thick spurts flooding you until it leaked out around his base. He ground through it, milking every drop, low groans vibrating against your neck.

You were shaking, overstimulated, walls fluttering around him like you were trying to pull him deeper. He didn’t pull out right away—just stayed seated inside you, heavy and spent, breathing ragged against your shoulder.

“Good girl,” he murmured, almost soft. Almost. “You took it so well.”

He finally slipped out, watching his cum drip down your thighs with dark satisfaction. His thumb smeared it back inside, slow and possessive.

“Don’t move,” he ordered quietly. “I’m not done with you yet.”

andhumanslovedstories

I started using Head and Shoulders ten years ago for itchy scalp and dandruff, and then for ten years I have not had itchy scalp and dandruff, so I thought “why do I still buy shampoo to combat itchy scalp and dandruff when I do not have itchy scalp and dandruff,” so I stopped buying the shampoo for itchy scalp and dandruff and can you guess I have now? Can you predict what currently afflicts me? It’s alright if you can’t because apparently I fuckin couldn’t either

andhumanslovedstories

Cutting something out of your life because you think you don’t need it any more only to realize that it was in fact working as intended and preventing a problem that will return should you stop doing this is a good experiment to run periodically with something small like dandruff shampoo, lest you start to think it would be a good idea to do this with like let’s say public health and the social safety net and vaccines

thomrainierskies

I had a liver transplant when I was 14 and like six months later I was chatting with my surgeon and he said “there’s gonna come a time, probably when you’re a teenager, where you’re gonna think, ‘I feel great, why am I still taking all this medication? I haven’t needed it in years.’ and you’re gonna want to stop taking all this medication. Guess what’s gonna happen then? You’re gonna go into rejection and your liver is gonna start failing, and you’re gonna be dying again, and we’re gonna have to find you another liver. So don’t do that.” And I said “why the fuck would anyone do that?” and he said “people are stupid.”

every once in a while when I get annoyed by a pharmacy or don’t wanna get out of bed to do my drugs I think “ugh, this is dumb, why do I do this?” and that conversation slams into me like a truck and I remember that I am, in fact, stupid

zenosanalytic

#you are not immune to the recency bias(via@arrows-for-pens)

morethanonebraincell

Every person on earth needs to read this post. It will make people’s lives a lot better and lessen the crises everyone faces in day-to-day lives.

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The villain locks the princess in a tower, as villains often do. What he does not know is that this tower once belonged to a powerful wizard. Among the dusty tomes and forgotten scrolls, the princess learns magic, real magic. Now she is no damsel in distress. She is a sorceress out for revenge.