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Sebastian ⭐️ Stan working out created by Kimberlydyan
Oh god….🤤
That last one *heavy breathing*
Shut the fuck up.
Imagine being between his legs in that last pic.
@sexylibrarian1 & @thecrownedrose suffer with me
I’m gonna repeat what Ivy said. Shut the fuck up! -_- *stomps off to suffer*
Why you wanna go??? Come back and we can suffer together
That last one though
i had a dream about fucking… vampire discourse on tumblr like;
“reminder that blood sucker is a slur”
“vamp-born-vamps are valid if u got bitten later in life you’re not part of the vamp community”
“support vamps who drink human blood, support vamps who drink animal blood, support vamps who drink animal and human blood”
fantasy tumblr would be fucking insufferable
god can you even imagine
“If you only have two legs you’re human-passing and don’t belong in the fantasy community”
“What about satyrs?’
“You can wear shoes”
“Just a reminder that if you appropriate mermaid culture you’re a piece of shit”
“Actually we don’t mind because a lot of our culture comes from humans”
“Shapeshifters aren’t valid because they can be human if they want”
Oh my god it gets worse and worse
Listen Sweaty :) :) :) Bigfoots and Jersey Devils aren’t REAL mythfolk :) :) You r just confuused humans :)))
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
stop fetishizing incubi
ONLY 👏FAIRIES 👏CAN 👏MAKE 👏FAIRY 👏RINGS
Why the FUCK did no one tag me in this
Werewolves are still werewolves no matter what form they’re in. We don’t stop being werewolves when we’re in human form, we don’t stop being werewolves when we’re in wolf form. Stop werewolf erasure!
Listen, I’ve been in a committed relationship with a selkie for over ten years. I can tell you that whole hiding-the-pelt-thing is total bullshit. If he wanted to leave he could, I am not holding him hostage. Please, stop spreading this hurtful misinformation.
Support veelas who dance naked at the crossroads
Support veelas who seduce random townspeople
Support veelas who take shepherds as lovers
STOP SLUT SHAMING VEELAS!!!!!!!
friendly reminder that “ghost” is a term reserved for noncorporeals. if you’re semicorporeal you’re a poltergeist. stop calling poltergeists ghosts.
destroy the idea that zombies “need” to eat brains
some zombies can’t eat brains due to physical conditions that make them too weak to gnaw through the skull
some zombies can’t digest them
some zombies just don’t like the taste
all of these zombies are STILL VALID
DONT 👏 HOARD 👏 ITEMS 👏 UNLESS 👏 YOU 👏 A 👏 DRAGON
This post gets worse every time I see it
OhmyGOD
LET👏SHIFTERS👏INTO👏THE👏COMMUNITY👏👏👏👏 THIS INCLUDES ALL SHIFTERS!👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
hydras with nine heads are just as valid as hydras with twenty
DONT👏WEAR👏FLOWER👏CROWNS👏UNLESS👏YOU👏ARE👏A👏WOODLAND👏CREATURE
ROBOTS. ARE. NOT. ALL. SERVICE. WORKERS.
STOP ASKING ROBOTS WHERE TO FIND THINGS IN SUPERMARKETS
stop calling demons evil just because they defied an oppressive system
demigods have a right to both halves of their heritage!
Repeat after me kids: Kelpies do. not. have to look like horses to still be Kelpies. Kelpies who take non-equine forms are JUST AS VALID as the Kelpies who take equine forms. Stop Kelpie purism and erasure.
Friendly reminder that Wendigos are possessed by cannibalistic spirits and can’t actually help their cravings.
Stop judging Wendigos for something they can’t control!
Don’t date underage elves! Human years and elf years are not the same!
Stop the pedophilia!
Support tieflings with horns. Support tieflings without horns. Support tieflings with tails. Support tieflings without tails.
Support tieflings.
This gets longer and better every time I see it
When I first reblogged this it had 3 additions to it and now… How far we’ve come
SUBMISSION
“I think sex with Bucky would be filled with laughter and be a bit kinky; he’ll be careful with his strength and your stamina, but he’ll love to mark you with his teeth and to fall asleep curled around you. The Winter Soldier, on the other hand, would be domineering, pounding inside of you until you are too tired to function. When he is done with you, he’ll watch you sleep, knife in hand, ready to fight any threat.”
"Calm Me"
Bucky Barnes x Reader A/N: Hello! It's been a minute. I have another thing for you. A prompt from @dirtyavengerssecrets has inspired me yet again, and I would like to share the product with you. I can't remember the prompt verbatim, but it was along these lines: "Imagine after a big Avengers battle you're really stressed and upset and your master Bucky ties your hands together and blindfolds you and, when you ask, he puts his Winter Soldier mask on you so you don't have to worry about speaking. Then he makes you sit at his feet and he reads to you to help relax you." I hope you enjoy!! ---------------------------------------- You're sitting on the bed with your knees pulled up to your chest when he walks in. Tears are streaming down your face and your head falls as he sits on the bed next to you. His hand softly touches your shoulder and he whispers your name. You don't move. "Look at me," he whispers, and you finally let out a trembling breath before you look up. Your master, Bucky, sits there looking at you with worried eyes. He reaches up to wipe away your tears and he presses a soft kiss to your forehead. You both sit in silence for a moment before he stands. Extending his hand towards you, he nods towards you. You shakily take his hand and he gets your to your feet. He grabs a few things before leading you out to the living room. "Stay," he murmurs as he presses a kiss to your hair and moves behind you. You feel the rope as he ties your hands together behind your back. You stand still as he walks back around to face you. He walks over to the couch and picks up a pillow, then brings it over to the side of his chair. "Kneel for me," he says gently. You immediately comply, kneeling down on the pillow, putting your head down. You can hear the smile in his voice as he strokes your hair and whispers, "good girl." He walks over to the bookshelf across the room and picks out what he knows is your favorite book. Walking back over to you, he sets the book down on his chair, then blindfolds you. Your eyes close and you let out a soft sigh. The darkness comforts you. "Master?" You whisper. "Yes, my pet?" He murmurs, running his hand through your hair. You bite your lip nervously before asking, "may I have the mask, please?" "Yes, I'll be right back," comes his response, and you hear his footsteps moving away from you. You sit patiently and quietly until you hear his footsteps return to you. His hands touch your face as he moves a few stray hairs out of the way. You feel him place the mask on you and when it's fastened, you smile to yourself. You hear him sit down in his chair and flip through the book, finding his last stopping point. He begins to read to you, and runs his fingers through your hair to comfort you. As time goes on, you relax and eventually forget why you were upset. You lose yourself in your master's calm voice, and the feeling of his fingers in your hair. After about half an hour, your head falls to the arm of the chair and then you're asleep. Bucky smiles to himself and places the bookmark in its new stopping point and silently gets up from his seat. He carefully lifts you up into his arms and carries you up to bed. He gently lays you down and untied your hands, then removes the mask and blindfold. You don't wake up. He strips down to his underwear and awards himself a luxurious stretch before crawling onto the bed with you. He pulls the covers over you and wraps his arms around you. Your head rests on his chest now and he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you, pet."
Mr. Stark (Tony Stark/Reader)
Note: found a prompt for Tony on @dirtyavengerssecrets and it inspired me to come out of my slumber as a writer, in general, and write something. I hope you enjoy!
**As for warnings, I guess smut.
You enter the conference room a few minutes after Steve has left. Everyone else in sight has gone away, to do whatever it is that they do. You approach Tony, who runs his hands through his hair with a stressed sigh. You knock briefly on the glass wall, and he looks behind him. His eyes are angry until he sees you, and they relax, a smile making its way onto his lips. You return the smile as you stop in front of him and run your own hands through his hair. He sighs and lets his head rest against your chest, and his hands rest on your hips.
“Hey,” you whisper with a smile.
His response is muffled by your chest, but you can only assume it’s something similar to ‘hey’. You ask, “how’s it going, baby?”
He sighs deeply before lifting his head, and he responds, “frustrating. Very frustrating.”
You frown, “anything I can do to help?”
He doesn’t answer. His eyes narrow slightly and he raises one eyebrow. You know that look. You gasp, “Tony, here? You know these are GLASS walls, right? Anybody could walk in and see us!”
He chuckles as his hands move to your ass. He purrs, “and they’d get a very good show.”
You raise your own eyebrow at him and he gives you another look. A look that the bastard knows you can’t refuse. He gives you the puppy eyes. He even gives you the pout of his lips.
“Please?”
Damn it.
You sigh in defeat, and he reacts with a triumphant grin. You give him a grin of your own as you straddle his lap. You’re suddenly very thankful that you have a skirt on today. He hums with satisfaction as one of his hands rests on your hips, as the other reaches into your hair and pulls you into a hard kiss. You return the kiss eagerly, and swipe your tongue along his lip. His mouth opens to you immediately, and your tongues quickly start to dance together. The hand that rested on your hip moves down beneath your skirt and starts to tease your lips with soft touches and grazes. His mouth moves down to your neck and his touch gets firmer on you. Tony moves your underwear to the side and one finger makes it past your lips. It grazes your clit and you jerk in surprise, a small moan comes out of you and you can feel his smirk against your skin. He focuses on that spot, circling your clit, occasionally swiping over it. He continues until you’re trembling and trying to keep your moans quiet. He notices this, and he moves his other hand to your hair, tugging it roughly. You gasp in surprise, and he purrs, “I want to hear you, baby, don’t keep it in.”
You whimper as he swipes over your clit again and your hands start to move on their own. They move down to Tony’s pants and you start to unbutton them. You quickly pull the zipper down and you reach your hand inside, quickly finding his cock. You wrap your fingers around it and he hums in your ear. You start to stroke him and his hips thrust into your hand. You stroke him for a few moments before you’re smacking his hand away from your clit and guiding his cock into you. He starts with small thrusts until he’s all the way in, and the thrusts get deeper. You start to ride him, your hands moving upwards. One rests on his right shoulder for leverage, and the other grasps his red tie. You tug on the tie, pulling Tony towards you. Your mouths connect and you both moan at the contact. You start to ride him harder and his hands move to your hips, gripping them tightly. When you pull your mouth away from his, he leans back in the chair and watches you, continuing with his thrusts.
He hums, “that’s right, babe. Just like that. God, you’re so good,” and he moans. Hearing his husky voice causes your grip on the tie to tighten even more.
“Touch yourself,” he commands you, breathlessly. You immediately comply, moving your hand from his shoulder down between your legs, and your fingers go to work, circling your clit, with the occasional swipe just like Tony was doing earlier. His eyes watch you touch yourself and you see him bite down on his bottom lip. The action causes you to tighten around him and he groans. He looks back up into your eyes.
“Do that again,” he whispers. You tighten yourself around him again and he moans your name. He starts to thrust harder into you and he holds your hips in his hands, and he’s soon slamming into you as best he can in this position. Your orgasm starts to build.
You whimper, “I’m getting close, Tony,” and he growls in response, surprising you.
“That’s not my name.”
You know the right answer to this unspoken question and you moan, “Mr. Stark.”
He purrs, “that’s right, good girl. Say it again.”
Your grip on the tie tightens more and you whimper, “yes, Mr. Stark. Yes!”
You squeak in surprise when he smacks your hand away from your clit and replaces it with his own. His fingers immediately start a fast rhythm, mercilessly swiping your clit. It sends you rocketing towards the finish line and you whine, “I’m gonna cum, Mr. Stark.”
“Cum for me,” he says roughly, and the sound of his command in that sexy voice of his pushes you over the edge. You whimper again and your face falls to his shoulder as you cum. He allows you to ride out your high before he takes control, slamming into you again. He surprises you again by grasping both of your wrists and pulling them behind your back. He pulls you against him, keeping your wrists behind you, and his mouth is right next to your ear, speaking filth, telling you how good you are, moaning and groaning your name. His pace quickens and he loses his rhythm, telling you that he’s close. When you know he’s on the edge, you tighten yourself around him again and purr in his ear, “cum for me, Mr. Stark.”
He does so with a shudder and he moans your name again. He rides out his high until he’s spent, and you rest for a few moments before you lift yourself off of him. You straighten yourself up and smile cheekily at him as you straighten him up as well. You tuck him back into his pants and zip him up, then you smooth out any wrinkles on his clothes, and you straighten his tie for him. He smiles at you, “such a good girl.”
Your smile widens and you nod at him. You stand up straight and he stands with you. One of his hands comes to rest on your cheek and he gives you a sweet and soft kiss to your lips. And when he pulls away, he whispers, “I’ll reward you later on tonight.”
His voice has taken on that husky tone again and it makes you weak in the knees. He notices this and chuckles to himself. He gives a chaste kiss to your cheek and says, “get back to work now, dear. Don’t want you getting in trouble,” he winks.
You wink right back at him and pull him into a kiss. Smooth and sensual. You can feel him falling under the spell of your lips and you grin against his mouth before pulling away, leaving him breathless and wanting. You back away out of his touch and smirk, “work hard.”
He chuckles, “you have NO idea.”
You turn and walk out of the room, saying over your shoulder, “love you!”
He watches you walk out of the room, paying special attention to the sway of your hips. He can’t wait to put his hands on them again. He grins at your back and responds with love and adoration in his voice, “I love you too, Mrs. Stark.”
Not-so-Sweet Escape. Bucky x Reader
imagine done by @lostnerdouttime
word count: 2,531
The book in front of your face at this point was just a way to hide from the on going conversation that had started to escalate around you. Sam sat next to you on the couch, trying to keep calm while Steve and your boyfriend Bucky stood in the middle of the room. “Buck, I don”t think you’re understanding just how dangerous this is. Stark is not going to just back down. He’s going to come after you and everything else that you care-“ “Enough, Steve!” You jumped in your seat at Bucky’s outburst. Sam glanced over to make sure you were okay. He gave you a nudge and you decided to drop the facade and set your book down onto your lap. Steve had his hand out to notion to you with his statement and Bucky was standing almost in a sparring pose, ready to jump to defense. “Stark knows better than to go after anyone except for me. He knows that I’ll rip him to shreds if he even thinks about using her to get to me. He’d also have you going after him at that point!”
“So what do we do?” Sam stood up and stood toward the center of the other two. “How do we keep everyone involved safe?” You sat like a monument as the men stood in silence as they thought. You may not have been an agent, but you weren’t an idiot. They were talking about you. You were the only “her” for these men right now. Steve introduced you to Bucky a year ago and you’ve been with him as a girlfriend for the last seven months. They understood how serious you guys were. You sat and waited for them to decide your fate. “Maybe…” Steve rubbed the back of his neck, “we put her in a house, somewhere even we don’t know?” Bucky went still. He hated the idea and you could already tell. He probably wouldn’t be so upset about the safe house, but to not know where you were at all was a different story. He needed a small bit of control, of certainty, before he’d agree to that. You, on the other hand, was not willing to negotiate.
“No.”
Weiterlesen
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You: “You’re already awake?”
Tony: “Couldn’t sleep ..”
You: “One of your nightmares again?”
*Tony just looked away and you knew that he doesn’t want to talk about it, so you just came closer to him and placed your head onto his chest, He kissed your head and hold you tight while he started to fall asleep again.*
Natasha: “She’ll be ok. She’s strong.”
Thor: “I know she is .. but … I don’t want her to be harmed. I want her to be save.”
Scott: “There was no need for you to pick me up in the middle of the morning. Weren’t you already asleep?”
You: “What you’re talking about? Of course I would come, they said you were involved in a brawl.”
Scott: “I’m sorry that I made you worry.”
You: “They also said that my ex-boyfriend was there .. and that you were fighting with him.”
Scott: “He said rude things about you ..”
*You didn’t say anything further, you just hugged him tightly and buried your face into his shoulders*
You: “Thank you.”
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