#i was dared

[misstanktracy]

For the cost of a dollar, you can decorate the floor of Scott’s room!

[alteregozowie]

"No one gives Alastor birthday sex."

[aroacesafeplaceforall]

I would pity anyone who thinks I’m cool but I’m pretty sure that’s no one

[jtargaryen18]

Dark Commander

(Image is a manip using an original work from quirkybyte.com)

Part 1

Series Masterlist

Words: 616

Pairing: Hydra Supreme aka Commander Steve Rogers x Civilian Reader

Warnings: Hydra, references to violence, references to the Asset (aka James Buchanan Barnes), references to kidnapping, references to nonconsensual sexual situations, references to hostage killing and gore.

Disclaimer: The author of this work claims no ownership of characters aside from the reader, and original secondary characters mentioned. This work is not intended for those under the age of 18 due to explicit sexual content and darker themes. By reading this work or any works on my blog (jtargaryen18), you agree that you are at least 18 years of age. I do not consent to have my work hosted on any third party app or site. If you are seeing this fanfiction anywhere but archiveofourown and tumblr, it has been reposted without my permission.

Summary: Immediately following the Battle of New York in May 2012, the world is about to learn that Hydra is very much alive, a parasite that’s infiltrated both SHIELD and the US Govt. The world is about to meet the Hydra Supreme... Will the Avengers be able to stop Hydra before it’s too late? Will they be able to stop its Dark Commander?

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May 20, 2012, 11:33 PM

Undisclosed location, New York

 “Commander,” Alexander Pierce smiled at him on the screen. “Looks like you had a rough evening.”

The World Security Council Secretary sat there in his pressed black suit, in the tranquility of his huge modern office. The man’s hands were on the desk before him, fingers laced.

He could sense the older gentleman’s tension from the other side of the screen. It was obvious in the slight elevation of his shoulders, the white of his knuckles.

“It didn’t go as smoothly as we’d hoped,” he told him, not caring how rough he looked at the moment. Pierce isn’t out here busting his ass for Hydra’s agenda. “But we have a solid lead.”

Pierce’s blue eyes widened behind his glasses. “On Loki’s scepter?”

Do you fucking doubt me?

He nodded.

“We need that scepter,” Pierce told him for the tenth fucking time. “We need the Mind Stone.”

And he understood that. He didn’t need the constant reminders. He wasn’t the fucking Asset after all.

“When will you continue?” Pierce pressed.

“In two days.” He didn’t feel the need to offer more of an explanation. “I’ll keep you updated.”

Pierce didn’t like his brevity. He knew that. His superior in Hydra also had little patience with his methods.

In the days since the Battle of New York, the world was on edge after witnessing its first alien attack. The Avengers along with the whole of New York City was left weak and reeling. And he began his work for the Secret Empire. He relished his new role in the hidden Hydra network that most of America was blissfully unaware of.

Soon, people would be aware of him. His actions, his new authority.

They would fear him.

And it was their fear, their dread and awe, that he wanted.

“Is there anything else?” he asked Pierce, anxious for a shower.

Anxious for something. While he did have a solid lead on the Mind Stone, the lack of it left him feeling restless inside. He’d been on a wild goose chase for the damn stone for days now.

Frustration was poison running through his veins and it set his nerves on edge. It kept him from sleeping, prevented him from escaping into simple distractions that were readily available in this modern day.

The older man smirked. “Rumlow and his men caught a group of SHIELD operatives near one of our holdings. I’d like to tell you that they were there because they were sharp, brilliant.” He chuckled. “But they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Meaning?”

“You should go see if you have a use for any of them before they’re terminated,” Pierce said with a wink. “Half of them are healthy young women. They’ll keep one or two for the Asset. Outside of that, take what you want.”

That had him smiling. Perfect.

“Thank you,” he said. He refused to address Pierce as sir even though he knew it was expected. Even though he knew it irritated the man.

But what was Pierce going to do about it?

“Go get a shower,” Pierce finally said. “You’ve got blood in your hair.”

He did.

“Talk to you tomorrow, Steve,” Pierce muttered before ending the video call.

Blowing out an exhale, Steve Rogers rose from the chair in Rumlow’s office and stretched. He could just make out the rusty splatter of blood on the flat black of his uniform sleeves. In no particularly hurry, he headed for the locker rooms to get that shower.

After that, Steve would go check out the hostage situation.

Take what you want.

A piece of ass sounded good after the shitty day he’d had.

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[intheticklecloset]

@skribblz DARED ME TO OKAY I DON'T MAKE THE RULES

Her gorgeous art~

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Senku knew how to handle a lot of things, but one thing he could never quite seem to get a grasp on was the way Gen’s incredibly soft, loving kisses affected him.

Gen held his hand gently, bringing it to his lips to brush a kiss along his fingertips, then his knuckles, then the back of his hand and the palm of it, gradually working his way down as he untied the bindings Senku always kept around his wrists – a clear indicator that he intended to move on to something more very soon.

Senku shivered, so overwhelmed he didn’t know what to do. Gen’s breath along his increasingly bare wrist sent tingling sensations down his arm that made his entire body freeze, something in him dying to rise up in response to it. He bit his lip at first, but keeping his involuntary smile at bay was impossible, and when Gen fluttered his eyes open to look at him with an adoring gaze, the mentalist smiled right back at him, making butterflies explode in the scientist’s stomach.

Gen didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. The bindings came loose entirely and fell to the floor between them, and his kisses descended downwards even more, so gentle against the skin of Senku’s wrist and so incredibly effective.

Senku brought his free hand up to cover his mouth, trying to hide his smile and keep his giggles at bay. A myriad of emotions were warring inside of him. His heart raced at the feeling of the mentalist’s lips on his skin but he couldn’t stop shivering at how much it made him want to laugh, and he loved Gen so much but he was infuriating and devious and the most caring man he’d ever known and—

The further Gen traveled the more he lost the battle until the mentalist gently scratched his nails along the inside of the scientist’s wrist and finally drew a muffled snicker out of him.

Gen chuckled. “Ticklish, Senku?”

“Shut up,” Senku grumbled around another giggle, feeling heat flood his cheeks and ears, which he knew would only encourage Gen further.

Sure enough, the mentalist wasted no time in pushing him down to the floor, pinning him down and capturing both arms at once as he comfortably sat on his waist, rapidly switching between kissing and blowing on Senku’s wrists until the scientist was a dark red mess of giggles and weak protests and pleas for him to show mercy and just move on already.

Gen loved tickling Senku to pieces. But he loved watching him come undone at the softest of kisses even more…

[gaitwae]

Thor and Loki: Who are you?

Odin, with the patch on the other eye: Wodin! How is my brother, Bodin?

Thor and Loki: who's Bodin?!

Wodin: Ah! Right! He dropped the B in shame.

[uhzuku]

When are we going to fulfill our Disney movie “date” night 🥺🥺💖 we didn’t get to finish Valentine’s Day yet

I believe my mom is taking Baby Z tonight, so we can have our date then!Even if not and the little miss wants to sleep with her momma you and I can still do our call and movie!😘😘🖤