As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.
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Summary: Frank Castle didn’t expect to end up in a HYDRA base when he followed a lead intended for the syndicates. He also didn’t expect to find you barely conscious and tortured within an inch of your life. His decision to save you at that moment led you to spend the next ten years rebuilding yourself from the ashes of your former life. Frank Castle, Billy Russo, and Matt Murdock aid you in your quest for retribution until your old life catches up with you.
Fandoms: Avengers, Marvel, MCU, The Punisher, Daredevil
Pairings: Female Reader x (Frank Castle, Billy Russo, Matt Murdock, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Pietro Maximoff)
Warnings:18+ ONLY SMUT CONTENT AHEAD. polyamorous relationships, reverse harem, blatant disregard for canon timelines and events, Punisher canon level of violence and gore, strong language, physical insecurities, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), voyeurism, some light choking
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This chapter was phenomenal!!! The hit at the bar was excellent and I love how we see her start out. Then of course Billy freaking Russo being hot as hell with that sex scene Frank watching on top of it. I swear I need a cold shower just from reading this. Absolutely one of my favorite series
Home At Last (Dark! Fic, Steve Rogers x reader) p.4
Summary: You’re rescued from a bad situation, but you have a feeling your savior might not be what he seems.
Warnings: Noncon and Rape; kidnapping; violence; Smut; Oral (mr); threats; trauma; cursing; dark elements.
This is a dark fic! 18+ ONLY! Explicit Adult content. Please READ THE WARNINGS! Do not continue if these matters upset you!
Note: ok here’s the last chapter. Hope you guys have enjoyed! I can’t believe anyone is even reading my nonsense. Smut might not be amazing, but I’ll get better! Thank you so much for your support everyone, seriously means the world to me.
Chapter 4:
You float in darkness between sleeping and awake. A strange loud noise is the first thing drawing you out of your unconscious. Your eye lids feel heavy and you can’t quite get them open. You go to rub your eyes and find your arms restricted, stopping halfway to your face. The restraints make your heart rate skyrocket and you jerk awake, pulling painfully on each wrist as you sit up.
“No. No. No.” you chant, your eyes fixed on the metal cuffs attached to an antique metal bed frame.
The bed squeaks as you bounce and frantically look at your surroundings. It’s bright and it takes a few seconds for your eyes to focus, but you recognize the glass walls and solid steel framing.
“There she is.” A deep voice purrs from several feet away.
Omgosh, Steve! This was a great dark Steve fic. I thoroughly enjoyed every chapter. I love how he describes seeing her in town and knowing he had to have her. (Note to self to never eat lunch alone in a park ) He is the worst but I love it!
Summary: An omega in heat is never fit to make a fair judgement, especially not when her delicious meat of an Alpha is concerned.
Words: 1.9k
Warning: Oral Sex, Language, very bad law representation, 18+ Only
A/N: This is for the lovely @saiyanprincessswanie 500 followers challenge (queen crossed 1k before the challenge is even over and god she is so badass and deserving! Love ya Missy). Prompt has been highlighted. I spent more time on making the divider than writing this
The pregnant silence in the courtroom had you squeezing your eyes shut. You’d sustained this objection without even listening to it, even before he was finished speaking. The defense was staring at you open mouthed, the blatant favoritism obvious to everyone.
Your eyes found Andy’s who was almost as dumbfounded as you, though also a little amused. You knew presiding over his cases so close to your heat would be a bad idea, but you didn’t know it would be bad enough that you’ll be agreeing with everything he said. You were a judge, one of the most prominent ones known for being impartial, and yet here you were, bending over backwards because the prosecutor on the case pounded your shape into his mattress every night.
summary: After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you. (Modern AU) pairings: bucky x reader chapter word count: 5.2k warnings:none series masterlist/series playlist
Bucky stared down at the fresh coffee stained on the sidewalk; a caramel puddle nestling into the cracks and stretching along the lines until it spilled out into the street. He could smell the bitterness and the sweetness in the cream, the steam of it still warm as it filtered up into the cold, autumn air. He cursed at himself under his breath.
You’d looked so beautiful, even with your eyes wide in shock and lips parted in a gasp as coffee spilled to your shoes. Dressed under an army green overcoat, a sliver of a burnt orange sweater peaked out from underneath. He’d seen that particular shade before, cast over a forest of evergreens and reflecting into the clouds, just above the sun as it set over the tree line.
But he’d made a fool of himself in front of you and he could still feel the burning in his ears. He felt hot under his jacket and he found himself glancing down the street, wondering if he could make a run for it. Only, you were waiting for him inside and Bucky couldn’t stand the idea of disappointing you.
warnings: poetic smut without plot, kisses, oral (f receiving)
a/n:I had originally planned to write a different fic but my mind took a different turn. I suppose it will work. Steve needs our love. I appreciate you checking it over and approving the daydreams to share @lunarbuck
I apologize if some mistakes appear in my English, as it is my third language.
To love you like this, I’m walking in your footsteps, running after your footprints in my heart that became permanent
You notice Steve approaching from behind you. You close your eyes as his breath caresses your neck. His kisses spread warmth across your skin. Your breath becomes obstructed in your throat. He delicately kisses your neck as you tip your head to one side. His tongue expresses the ways he adores you.
Pairings: collegehockeygoalie!jake jensen x female reader (Yenzy x y/n)
Warnings: idiots in like, friends to lovers, slow burn, excessive legal age drinking, possible poor decision making when drunk, nakedness, banter- all the banter, reader coming on to Yenzy, Yenzy being a lovable dork, explicit language, explicit sexual content implied, all the tooth rotting cuteness (must be 18+)
You’re married to Boston’s most infamous crime boss. What happens when the one from New York wants to steal you away?
Starring: Mob!Ransom Drysdale x Female!Reader x Mob!Steve Rogers x Female!Reader
Warnings:18+.NSFW! NONCON. DUBCON. Unprotected Sex. Arranged Marriage. Ransom and Steve being menaces. Possible emotional abuse. More warnings as this series unfolds.
Oh no, Curtis is here!!! Ransom all of a sudden thinking of his wife & then Steve being all protective I’m so nervous to see what Curtis is up to. I can’t wait for hell yo break loose
Summary: Scott has lost alot in his life and he will stop at nothing to get a second chance. So when his cousin Bucky calls with a way to do just that, he can’t help but jump at the opportunity.
A/N: Welcome to the first part of Scott’s story in my Serial Killer AU, if you’d like to read the other stories, please click here. Thank you to @navybrat817 for helping me form the idea for Scott’s storyline and for letting me scream at her about it and to @sparkledfirecracker for reading it over for me. Love you both❤️ All mistakes are my own.
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“Lee, I told you not to call me at work,” Scott huffed into the phone, trying to keep his voice down. His assistant was super nosy and Scott tried to keep his connection to the Sheriff and his cousin Bucky on the down-low.
“I know Scott,” Lee replied in a haughty tone, “But I believe you said and I quote ‘if you ever find someone that looks like her to call you right away.”
This caught Scott’s attention and he sat up straighter at this news. He never thought this day would come. He stood up from his chair, and nonchalantly walked over to the door, shutting it firmly.
“What did you say?” Scott breathed into the phone.
“Y’heard me,” Lee bit out and Scott let out a shaky breath.
“Send me pictures,” Scott managed to get out before he hung up, collapsing down on the sofa. He rubbed absently at the spot where his wedding band had been until recently.
He had given up hope and figured it was time to remove it. His phone chimed and Scott fumbled clumsily to swipe open the screen.
His breath caught as he pulled up the first photo. You looked just like her. Sure you weren’t in the best conditions, your face covered in dirt, clothes ratter and matted but the resemblance was uncanny.
Scott’s thumbs raced over the screen after he got to the last photo, typing up a message to Lee. ‘I want her. Can I meet her?’
Lee responded immediately with a thumb’s up and time, along with coordinates. Scott slumped back in his seat for a moment before getting up to continue his work.
Summary:The thought of your mother passed out next door, the other side of your bedroom wall, did nothing to quell the intense hunger you felt for him.
A/N: A little continuation from Something Old, Something New. You don’t necessarily need to have read it to understand this though. Thank you to my lovely friend and Beta for this fic @ozarkthedog , who I don’t deserve because I often forget to credit her Enjoy!
18+.
Family dinner.
Your mother insisted on it.
Every Thursday night, without fail.
A notion you would have dreaded a few months earlier, but now all you saw it as was a chance to tease Bucky, and remind him of what he was missing out on while he played happy marriages with her.
“How’s college sweetheart?” You heard your mother ask as you absentmindedly picked at your pasta, one foot resting between Bucky’s thighs – the tips of your toes rubbing against the bulge in his trousers.
Summary: It has been a few weeks since Steve sat back and watched you be pleasured by his best friend Bucky, and you couldn’t stop thinking about it. Especially, the part where Steve confessed his fantasy to have a threesome, but would you ever agree to it?
This was absolutely incredible! I feel like my brain broke from reading this Stucky and reader will always be a favorite of mine. This was so good, from their tenderness with her and to their love making, I enjoyed every single moment. This is legit the dream! These mafia boys are going to be a favorite of mine.
In which even the Marks that James has placed on the back of your neck may not be enough to save you.
Yeah, so I’m halfway through this chapter and realizing it’s a lot more complicated than I thought and the Vampire Court’s being total assholes about what they want me to do, so… here. The final chapter will be up soon, with a lot of fucking and fighting, though not necessarily in that order. I recognize I haven’t updated this story since like, last August. I’m sorry but I will ALWAYS finish a story. Even if it seems to take forever to do it.
This chapter is dedicated to my sister, my partner in crime, my beloved Wombatina who is always responsible for my worst impulses when it comes to Bucky. Bad, bad Bucky…
If James was not a monster who’d taken you and locked you in this tower for the last ten years, you would think he was a man, wooing you after that night. He brought more books and extra treats, like cookies and fresh berries. He also hung more fancy dresses into your wardrobe, and delicate underthings, more bits of silk and ribbons. You refused to see the clothing as a gift- the pleasure James took in removing them from you was proof that they were a gift for him.
But he was a generous lover- though you stumbled over the word in your thoughts. It sounded so wrong when applied to the grinning vampire who came to you every night. But generous James was, always preparing his path by bringing you to a finish at least once or twice before sliding that huge, warm phallus inside you.
Tonight, you were perched on his lap, his back against the bedframe and your thighs spread over his. “Dulcis avicula, sponsa mea.” James whispered in your ear, big, rough hands at your waist and moving you up and down on him. To your fury and mingled pleasure, your thighs were wet, his shaft slippery and shining. You dropped your head to his broad shoulder, trying to hide from it all. But of course, your ruthless suitor wouldn’t allow that. “No, Little Bird, look down,” his voice was lighter than always, almost teasing. “You soak me, your sweet slick coating me.”
James took your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head down, forced to look at the evidence of what he did to you. He moved the heel of his hand, pressing it against your stomach. “I can feel myself here, moving inside you.” You groaned, and it made him laugh, the shaking of it driving him up higher inside you as you gasped. “Come now, sweet one, let me feel you, that sweet flutter you give inside when you come on my cock.”
Just as he’s trained you for the past decade, you shudder and obey, mindlessly biting into the scarring on his shoulder, just by where the metal of his arm began.
Pairing: Serial!Killer!Steve Kemp x F!Reader, Serial!Killer!Nick Fowler x F!Reader
Word Count: 2033
Summary: Ex-agent Nick sets his eyes on an heiress, kidnapping her for her own “safety”, little does she know, he’s the dangerous she should be protected from. Everything begins to derail when Nick’s brother shows up.
Warning: explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, lap dance, drinking, jealousy, stockholm syndrome, kidnapping, lying, dirty talk, banter, sassy reader, dry humping, bratty behavior, nicknames, daddy kink
A/N: My serial world is always growing and so here we have Nick & Steve’s first part, things will escalate with this trio quickly but I wanted a base chapter to just introduce them and their dynamics a bit. Thank you to for reading it over for me. All mistakes are my own.
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You loved attention, thrived on it, ever since you were little. Being the daughter of one of the richest men in the world did that to you. But ever since that day when your personal security detail was attacked and Nick had been tasked with bringing you to this safe house, there had been no contact with the outside world. The signal was shoddy and you thanked your stars that the cable seemed to work otherwise you would have gone stir crazy.
Nick sat across from you, reading his book, acting disinterested as always. It drove you mad, having an attractive man not notice you. He was almost indifferent to you.
You let out a wistful sigh and crossed your legs, your dress riding up to reveal more of your thigh. Nothing. He didn’t even glance up.
With a huff, you shot up from your seat and headed to the kitchen. It was always well stocked, a fresh delivery coming every Tuesday like clockwork. The two men who brought by the food and supplies never stayed long and you weren’t allowed to meet them. It didn’t stop you from spying from your room whenever they came. The tall blond was handsome but the brunette with a metal arm always caught your eye. Mainly because he bore a striking resemblance to Nick.
You never asked of course. You doubt he’d tell you anything anyways.
Grabbing leftovers from the fridge, you plopped down at the island and began to eat. Your eyes wandered to the small bar that Nick had set up in the butler’s pantry. Various decanters decorated the marble surface, each filled with varying hues of liquid.
A devious thought crossed your mind and you put down your fork, quietly slipping off your stool. Nick didn’t even stir as you quickly prepared two drinks the way he usually did later in the evening. On barely heard footsteps, you made your way to his plush leather armchair and placed the glass on the table next to him, you clinked your glass to his.
Pairings: Yenzy (Jensen) x itty bitty (platonic) and Hockeyplayer!Ari Levinson x female reader (Levs x itty bitty)
Warnings: explicit language, physical violence- minor and not in detail (male towards male) excessive legal age drinking, heartache, angst, idiots in love and ruining it, bonehead Levs, MU team, itty bitty acting out of character, explicit sexual content implied- possibly a little dub con-ish depending on how you look at it, size kink- itty bitty is short and it’s making all the boys feral (must be 18+)
Word Count: 2.6K
A/N: not beta read. All mistakes are my own.
I know she’s not here anymore but a thank you to my sweet friend Siri for reading though this and spitballing ideas with me ❤️
So, just because there’s been some buzz around this part in particular- could I ask that you kindly put any spoiler comments/reblogs under a cut, please? ❤️ Thank you for all your support! I appreciate all of you so much!
