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This is gonna sound dead weird but does anyone have the fic ‘good girl goes bad’ saved or reblogged anywhere? It was one of my favourite fics and it’s been deleted from ao3 and I think the person who wrote it was called buckmesideways22 on here but their blog is gone too and was just wondering if anyone had it anywhere or a link? Would really be appreciated :)
How big is Thor’s cock
Thor’s cock is about 9.5-10 inches long and 2.5 inches thick. Steve has become a fucking champ at taking this thing and there is rarely a day in which he doesn’t.
I’m pretty sure I could cut a diamond on your jawline it’s so sharp
You got a diamond you’d like to test that theory on? My jaw is always up for a new challenge.
Who kissed who first, Bucky or Steve?
So this happened:
He’s been in love with his best friend for as long as he can remember.
He loved him even when they were kids, telling his ma he was gonna marry Bucky someday, and looking dejected whenever she politely told him that boys marrying boys wasn’t allowed. He felt a little better though when she grabbed his tiny hand, held it close, and told him “You’re allowed to love him, though. It’s okay to love him.”
And when they became adolescents, he watched Bucky grow, blossom into an even more beautiful fella. HIS fella, he’d let himself imagine. He’d let the fantasy go so far as to imagine himself caring for Bucky, having dinner ready when he got home from a long, hard day at work. He’d keep the house clean, since he couldn’t work due to the asthma and the hearing and the colorblindness. But he could be a good little housewife for Bucky if he’d let him.
He’d wrap a hand around his dick and work himself to the thought, stroking and rubbing just right while he imagined touching his best friend the same way. He’d be sure to do a good job so Bucky’d let him do it again and again. He’d even get down on his knees for him. Yeah, and then his pace on his own length would increase because he’d be dying for a taste.
And then, when Steve’s ma passed and Bucky became adamant about Steve living with him, “Till the end of the line” and all that, his heart swelled so big. He was nervous, because how could he be around Bucky so much and not be able to touch? To know what his skin really felt like in all the places he’d want to touch?
And then, one night, they go out dancing, have some drinks. They walk their dates home and get back to their little place and more drinks are shared between them. Bucky has a smoke dangling from his fingers and his skin is glowing that beautiful, blushy-drunk glow and Steve, the poor guy, isn’t able to help himself. He just leans in, just lets himself have a taste, thinking that if Bucky gets mad he can just blame it on the liquor. It’s fool-proof.
Except, Bucky kisses him back. It’s wild and messy and perfect, his calloused hands working their way around Steve’s smooth face, dancing along his sharp jawline. Steve hums with surprise, and when his brain catches up with what’s happening, he faints.
buckmesideways22 reblogged your photoset and added:
I’m cackling. The devils shits. ������
look they are
Dodger, birb pooped on my car. I’m sad
dOmt Be saD!! biRBs nonT kNow WHere 2 pOop an jus gO, nOT tRYing 2 bE MEan 2 fRiemd KC!!!
Chris is a human pupper
“Chris please,” you yelped when he pinched the soft skin at your sides, “I’m trying to get this dinner done. Your family will be here any minute!” you couldn’t help but burst into a series of laughter.
You shoved the pies into the oven and took a run for it. He tripped over the laundry basket that waited to be folded by the basement door, allowing you to have a few steps ahead of him.
You underestimated his abilities, again, and you heard the tuds of his feet rush up the stairs and he shut the door behind him. He picked you up into a strong embrace before throwing you lovingly onto the bed.
“I’m serious, sweetie,” you warned as you tapped his nose.
“But I love you,” he whined with his face into your neck. He ran his nose up the side of your jaw and a shiver covered your skin. “Let me love you,” he added.
“Chris,” you grunted, “not now baby. You know what that does to me,” you tried to push his shoulders off, in vain. He traded places with you and hugged you harder. He pouted his lips.
“Okay, Y/N” and as you had called it, the bell echoed from the staircase. His eyes grew wide in excitement, and if he had a tail it would wiggle. Or maybe it did.
He jolted from underneath you and glided down the stairs faster than he climbed them. As soon as the door opened Dodger jumped all over him, causing Chris to stumble backwards onto the floor. His laugh warmed your heart and you had to hold back some loving tears. Scott and his boyfriend shared a mutual facepalm, and headed back to see what gave the house such a pleasant smell.
“Hi buddy!” Chris exclaimed and finally sat down, petting the dog’s ears with vigor. He looked at you as you helped his mom with her bags, and you shot him a wink. I love you, you mouthed.
Me too.
KC I LOVE YOU PLEASE GET WELL SOON 💕😘
Everything tag :
@buckmesideways22 @stanclub @buckysbrat @eyesfixedonthesun22 @captainrogerrsbeard @loricameback @freshwoods @onehotgreasymechanic @wintersoldier1989 @mybloodtypeiscoffee
Chris tag :
@mrs-captain-evans @lollernxx
What is Steve Rogers preference in shampoo?
honestly he’d be one of those guys who uses the all in one shampoo/conditioner type of deals just for efficiency i think?? THANKS FOR ASKING I LOVE YOU KC
