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Like No One Does

Part 3: Take Me By The Hand

The pitiful image was burned into your mind, the statement that was such an anxiety producing point in your life. The account number that was on the top of the statement might have well been ash and dust—there was no need for it to be as mocking as it was. The bare bones of your bank account had rendered a familiar feeling of you struggling to comprehend and take care of your parent's house.

At least when you weren’t in the hospital, or when you weren’t in Danah’s house pretending like you weren’t one additional bill away from being flat broke. Your parent’s terminal sickness had already been the starting point of anxiety for you, but then to add insult to injury was your extended family’s inability to care.

If it wasn’t for the Levinson’s you would’ve been homeless at 16. You were already an orphan at 16, with no extended family who cared. And adding homelessness to your decrepit standing wouldn’t have been a far fetch. But the Levinson’s, they saved your life. Danah was your best friend, Mrs. Levinson was your second mother, Mr. Levinson your second father.

And Ari…

Ari Levinson was a stronghold you didn’t know you needed, he was a stalwart support system that you didn’t deserve but received anyway.

Maybe that’s why you were so nervous as you waited for him to pick you up. You’d accepted a job offer from him to become his new assistant/secretary, and you had quit your jobs like he wanted you to. You had completely freed yourself to be his assistant and accepted a job that paid enough for you to not just survive, but thrive. This job would give you incredible benefits and health insurance that you wouldn’t have been able to afford otherwise.

Of course, Ari insisted that you required more or better clothes for this job. And you couldn’t have even pretended to argue with him because you knew it was true. You had no appropriate clothes for this job, even if you hadn’t been struggling as you were, there was a certain expectation he had. Or likely had.

“Empty bank account would be better than this.” You crumbled the paper in your hands and tossed it aside, the wrinkled and discarded statement landing somewhere in your dismal place.

With it departing you by your hand, you had turned your attention to the window on your right. You had been watching the window for Ari’s vehicle, not only not wanting to keep him waiting, but knowing that this neighbourhood wasn’t the greatest. And Ari’s didn’t deserve to spend more time in this hellhole than necessary.

“You should move in with my sister, princess. Or move in with me, I’d be a good roommate.” Ari had brought up that particular argument many times over when you would talk, and every time you would let your stubbornness get in the way.

“Danah has her dance studio, and even if she didn't, I’ll be fine.” You denied Ari and you denied Danah, as often as you could.

Your bank account may have been in the red, but at least you had paid rent, insurance, and utilities for your apartment. You might not have had any money, currently, to your name, but you had necessities in your place to eat and not go hungry. However, there was the increasing desire to want more, and that desire pushed you to accept Ari’s offer.

At the very least, you would be able to pay off your parent’s medical bills easier, you’d have good health insurance, and you could save enough to move to a new place. You could potentially afford to get a newer car that didn’t seem like it was running on it’s last rusted bolts. At the very least, this job would be able to give you more of a financial pillow.

“Princess, let’s get going!” Ari’s voice filtered from the street below, and it was a look out the thin glass that made your heart race at the sight of him.

Wearing a plain white v-neck shirt with a leather jacket and a pair of dark wash jeans, he looked like a massive yet ethereally gorgeous runway model. It was unjust how attractive Ari Levinson was, and how easy you could get irritated at him—for seemingly just being beautiful.

“Don’t make me come up there!” He had leaned against the side of his car, something sleek and black, with his arms crossed over his chest. Covering his eyes was a pair of mirrored aviators, which you wouldn’t have liked on anyone else, but on him, they looked good.

Through the thin glass you waved, once, and then stepped back. You grabbed your cheap second hand purse and your phone, on the verge of breaking and couldn’t hold a charge. Once you had your things, you slipped your shoes on and left your apartment, locking the door behind you, before you headed down the stairs.

You pushed on the main door to the building and stepped onto the sidewalk, watching him watching you from across the street. Your feet carried you with purpose, and your fingers tapped against your palm in a rhythmic dance to quell your nerves.

“Baby,” Ari spoke to you, his voice deep and husky, and his blue eyes fixated on you with wholehearted anticipation, “I was about to come up and grab you. Get in the car, hertzeleh.”

You paused and looked at Ari when you were just a foot away, your neck craned to be able to look into his eyes. With his casual yet striking clothing choice and his endearing smile, it was almost impossible to understand why he was currently single. The women he had spent time with and slept with in the past had all been flings, by his account and his claims, yet none had managed to win the bachelor over.

“What does that mean?” You asked him with a soft voice, walking around the front of the vehicle to the other side and as you got into the passenger seat, you took notice of the box on the centre console.

The food distracts you from Ari not telling you what he called you, although given his track record, it must be something sweet.

“Food, sweetheart. For you.” Ari climbed into the driver’s seat and lifted the glasses from his face to set them on the dashboard. “Ma sent your favourite and I picked up coffee for you.”

“Ari, you didn’t have to.” The iced coffee sitting in the cupholder came from one of his parent’s Jewish bakeries, and it was your absolute favourite combination.

The hazelnut blend mixed with a dash of cinnamon and whipped cream was your go-to whenever you and Danah went. And as for the breakfast, you could only imagine what food Mrs. Levinson made Ari bring you.

“We have a full day ahead of us.” His cordial smile and pleasant tone were nothing new to you, nothing you hadn’t expected from him. It was only natural for Ari to be the kind of man who was firm and levelheaded, yet tough when it came to business, and a giant teddy bear when it came to family and friends.

“A full day? How long can it take to go clothes shopping?” You scoff and turn away, biting into the delicious flaky Jewish pastry. As you get a few pieces of the sugared crispy top stuck to your lips, Ari’s laugh fills the void—and his thumb brushing the pieces off sends shivers down your spine.

“Princess, your ass is mine from right now until I drop you off at your new apartment.” The sudden bombshell announcement nearly makes you choke on your food, and you find yourself sputtering to catch your breath.

You turn your head and stare at him, eyes wide and lips parted in shock. You seemed completely mind blown by this revelation, although to your shock, Ari simply cups your chin and closes your mouth.

“Buckle up, hertzeleh. I mean it.” He leans away from you and his broad shoulders touch the driver's seat, and then he winks at you. “Your sass-pot ass isn’t dying today.”

“You don’t get to slide by the fact that you said new apartment, Ari Levinson.” You set the pastry down and wipe your hands, steeling your gaze.

He’s ignorant to you, or maybe just ignoring your stare and your tone. Whatever he’s doing, it doesn’t bother him and more than that he seems to smirk. Even though he’s not looking at you, and he's slipping a pair of aviator sunglasses on, you can tell he’s rather pleased with himself.

“Ari Levinson—“

“Cut the attitude, baby girl.” His smirk only grows, and he reaches out to tap your knee. “You eat first, and then we’ll talk.”

“No, we’ll talk now.” You shift in the seat to face him more head on, as far as the buckle allows, and then you tuck your chin to your chest. “What the hell are you talking about? New apartment?”

He doesn’t answer you immediately, though you doubt he’s at a loss for words. Rather, it's all part of his ploy, of his plan to control the conversation, simply because he can. After a moment, Ari finally speaks and when he does, he tips his head, conveniently stopped at a red light.

“It’s part of the contract, sweetheart.” He flashes you a grin, one that’s convinced countless women to fall into his bed—but it just annoys you.

“I didn’t sign a contract, Ari.” You enunciate his name with force, your jaw ticking as you briefly grind your teeth. “And I don’t need a new apartment.”

“It’s part of your benefits, Y/N. You don’t need to be so stubborn all the time, little bug.” Damn him and damn the way his voice eases you, regardless of how much you want to smack him. “It’s got everything you want.”

“Oh yeah? Like what? What does this new apartment have that mine doesn’t?” You want to challenge him, you want to fight with him because if he thinks he can tell you what to do with your place…

“For one, honey….” Ari’s hand reaches for yours, and he squeezes lightly, drawing out a soft huff from you. “…no one’s been shot in the building. Or stabbed.”

You roll your eyes and almost wish you could have defended the building, but you couldn’t. Truthfully, it felt like every time you went into that place, or even near it, you were risking something. You knew it yourself that you needed a new apartment, but the fact that you couldn’t afford one was holding you back.

“Ari—“ you start to protest again, finding yourself unable to raise much of an argument when his hand touches your leg. His fingers spread above your knee as he squeezes lightly—telling you nonverbally that you don’t need to be so stubborn and let him do this for you.

After a minute of silence, he speaks, like what he says would be the final nail in the coffin. “It’s in the Lexington, sweetheart.”

And you suppose it is. The Lexington was a building you’d always wanted to live in, a place inside the city that seemed to be so improper. The building itself was brick and mortar, but there were these marble-esque pillars that stood outside the front entrance. They were like guards over the building, and it had given it such an aged yet fresh feel to the place.

The apartments inside were just as beautiful as the exterior with rich dark hardwood floors, private balconies that overlooked the park. Each apartment had onsite laundry, which would’ve been a selling point on its own; however, the bathroom would’ve been your convincer.

You’d seen pictures of the bathrooms on the rental site, and you’d been amazed from the beginning. Each apartment had a large two-person soaker tub with clawfoot details and had a seamless view to the outside world. The window let in natural light that made the whole room seem otherworldly. It was a big draw to why you’d only wished to live there, meanwhile the causality of being unable to always boiled down to money.

The rent alone was more than you’d make in 6 months, and it never seemed to be in the realm of possibilities for you. The Lexington was always unreachable, it felt as far from you as the castle you’d dreamed of as a child. It was a noble or even tender dream, but it was never within any realm of reality.

“Ari, you can’t just get me an apartment, or pay for an entire new wardrobe. Or…” you wanted to continue listing off reasons why he didn’t have to spend all this money on you, or why he didn’t have to put in the effort.

You were a grown woman, and he was your best friend’s brother. He didn’t owe you anything, and you weren’t going to take advantage of his time or money. You knew the entire Levinson family was generous, they’d taken you in when you had nothing, when you had nowhere to go. But that was over now, yes Ari had offered you a job, but he didn’t owe you more.

The job was enough. The job would make you capable of paying off the debts from your parents' hospital bills and funerals. You’d be able to pay it off on your own, you didn’t need him to do anything for you.

“Ketzeleh,” he squeezes your knee again, briefly splitting his attention between the road and yourself, “I’m not asking, I’m telling.”

“I’m not sleeping with you.” It slips from your mouth before you can stop it, the irrevocable sentence unable to be retracted. You feel stupid for a minute, like a fool for saying what you had. At least until you hear Ari’s deep rumble, the husky laugh that fills any minute slip of silence.

“Ari, I mean it, I’m not sleeping with you.” You cross your arms over your chest, your lips pressed firmly together. “I’m not going to be one of those girls that falls into your bed.”

“Of course not, baby.” He removes his hand from your knee and rests it on your cheek. “You’re too strong for that, right?”

You roll your eyes and smack his hand away, huffing poignantly. You retain the silence and draw your attention back toward the pastry Ari’s mother sent for you. It remained half-unfinished during the conversation, and you pick it up again to finish it. You shift away from him back to your original position and sink your teeth into the flaky dessert, ripping a piece off.

Ari has leagues of women falling at his feet. He’s Boston’s most eligible bachelor, and no one woman has been able to hold him down. Although they’ve tried, all he seems to want to do is sleep around and have everything be temporary. You’d seen some of the women he’s messed around with, all of them beautiful and striking and modelesque.

You, on the other hand, had few relationships. You didn’t have an opportunity to have relationships, not when you were made an orphan. Not when you were saddled with a suffocating amount of debt that you had to pay off.

“Ketzeleh, look at me.” Ari had finally stopped the car, parking in a private and gated lot for a series of expensive boutiques he was taking you to. “Ketzeleh…”

You raised your head and looked his way, your eyes searching his blues. He had unbuckled and turned to face you, the car still running and the faint sound of the radio in the background. Once you had faced him, Ari had reached out and brushed a piece of the fine sugar from the pastry off your cheek. His thumb grazed your skin and his eyes were solely on you. His voice was quieter than expected yet no less husky.

“You don’t need to ask, you don’t need to feel like this is an IOU situation. This is a gift, there is nothing you have to pay back.” His husky Boston accent had drawn an illicit shiver down your spine as he slowly leaned in and kissed your forehead. The moment was tender, and you were easily distracted by the feel of his plush lips on your skin.

It felt like you were 16 again, sitting in your dark room with nothing but candlelight. It was as if Ari were comforting you again, whispering to you that everything would be okay. You felt like that 16-year-old, scared and frightened for the future.

“You’re okay,” one hand wove into your hair at your nape while the other cupped your cheek, “you’ll be okay.”

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List of Dirty Asks (April 2024)

Dirty Asks from this game:

A - Alone Time with Steve Rogers

B - O - W - Bondage, Outdoor, and Water with Ari x Reader from Bedrock and Blueprints series

U - Underwear with Ransom Drysdale

L - S - Lighting and Sleepy Sex with Ransom x Reader from The Root of All Ransom series

I - N - R - Impact Play, Not Yet, and Routine for Jake Jensen

V - Voyeurism for Johnny Storm and Z - Zones for Lloyd Hansen

K - Kissing for Jake Jensen

K - L - S - Kissing, Lighting, and Sleepy Sex with Steve Rogers from Hideout series

K - Kissing with Ari Levinson

E - Extra Info with Jake Jensen

R - N - Routine and Not Yet with Steve Rogers from Hideout series and Fools Rush In series

B - F - Bondage and Food Play with Steve Rogers

Z - P - Zones and Photography for Steve Rogers x Reader from Fools Rush In series

A - Q - Alone Time and Quiet Please with Steve Rogers from Hideout series

E - Extra Info with Steve Rogers x Reader from Hideout series

S - Sleepy Sex with Jake Jensen

P - Photography with Jake Jensen

A - Q - Y - Alone Time, Quiet Please, and Yes, Master with Ransom Drysdale from before and after The Root of All Ransom series

A - D - E - Alone Time, Dominance, and Extra Info with Jimmy Dobyne from Common Education series

A - B - C - D - Alone Time, Bondage, Crying, and Dominance with Johnny Storm

A - K - Z - Alone Time, Kissing, and Zones with Curtis Everett

A - Q - P - Alone Time, Quiet Please, and Photography with Lloyd Hansen

D - S - Dominance and Sleepy Sex with Steve Rogers from Fools Rush In series

D - Y - Dominance and Yes, Master with Lloyd Hansen

W - Water with Steve Rogers x mermaid!reader from Sun, Salt, and Shield mini-series

C - Crying with CEO!Steve Rogers from It Had To Be You series

N - Not Yet with Ari Levinson

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biteofcherry · 1 year

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Hi I just went through your master list and all of your stories are a-maz-ing! But I wanted to ask, I need to know, how alpha Ari chose omega reader?! Is it a true mating like in Grainof Truth? When and why he decided he wants that omega. Cause damn he want to extremes to get her (and I'm weak for that 😳😳😳 )

The Bad Moon Rising universe is a completely different universe than Grain of Truth, so it's not a true mating for Ari and his omega.

Bad moon rising

alpha!Ari Levinson x omega female reader

warnings: none for this part below; mentions of primal kink and chase kink; a/b/o dynamics; wolf!Ari; alpha!Ari; shifter!Ari;

There was something about you that made him curious. Simple as that, yet it meant much more.

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Not much surprised Ari. For two decades now he carried responsibilities on his shoulders, providing for his pack and dealing with their problems - as serious and as petty as they came.

Ari read people easily, he learned it along the way when he took over the pack, and he grew bored with how predictable most of them were.

Then the autumn equinox festival came and you appeared among the numbers of Dimitri's pack.

Ari and your alpha decided on joined celebrations, so the two packs could show they can coexist and share land while still staying independent. An uncommon thing to happen for shifters, but Ari respected Dimitri enough to give his idea a chance.

Even if his alpha instinct snarled with the urge to dominate over the other alpha and take over his territory.

For shifters, wolves especially, land was sacred. Most needed to free your wolf and roam freely.

But human civilization spread rapidly, buying off lands and chopping down trees. They turned everything into steel and glass, their cities like cages for shifters who longed for nature.

So when one pack was in danger of losing land they searched for it - often warring with other packs. It ended with an alpha challenge. To the death. The winner taking over both lands and both packs.

That was Ari's initial plan too, but Dimitri was a seasoned, calm alpha who came with a counter proposal.

To share lands.

Honestly, Ari still wasn't sold on that idea. But he would honor the sacred celebrations of autumn festival. He made sure his pack behaved their best, as well.

It was then, as he leaned against an old tree that burst with shades of red and gold, drinking sweet mirabelle plum wine and watching some of his easygoing people break ice with your pack, that's when he noticed you.

A mature omega - your scent wafted to him even over the mixed aromas of food and bonfire.

Ripe as a plum and untainted by a mate's scent.

Ari felt his whole body snap to attention. His wolf side perked up, fascinated as well confused as to how a delicious omega like you was unmated.

You looked well into your thirties; not something that he really cared for. However, it was uncommon for any shifter past twenty five to be unmated. Mostly due to pack's expectations and pressure to meet conservative standards.

So many young members of his pack buzzed with this need to quickly find a partner. Yours pack too, he noticed.

Just like he noticed single females prancing around for his attention. One curl of his finger and he could have any he wanted.

To be fair, he was going to end his festivities exactly that way - with a willing partner to tumble with in the woods, raw and primal just the way he liked it the most.

Now that you appeared, the only chase he wanted to follow was after you.

An unmated omega so mature of age was a fascinating occurrence. It meant you had an iron will, standing against any social pressure, as well that you expected more of your partner. Ari respected that.

Slowly, he prowled along the shadows, watching you as you stepped to the side to admire one of the hand-carved wolf statues.

You traced your fingers over the fine details of the statue - a masterpiece, you had to admit that. With a little smile, you picked one of the flowers from thee wreath on your head and put it behind the wolf's ear.

"I'm not sure if he'd snap his teeth at you, or waggle his tail."

Unexpected chuckle startled you, your eyes lifting up from the statue to stare at the man emerging from the shadows behind it.

Ari Levinson.

The dreaded alpha of the other pack. He was recognizable not only for his reputation, but also because all of the young women in your pack kept panting after him the whole evenings; pointing at him, whispering, hiking up their skirts to show more flesh and lure his attention.

You understood the attraction. Levinson was handsome and charismatic. Built tall and big, overpowering. Sharp blue eyes that saw any tick, any weak spot.

Everything about him screamed alpha and your wolf side mewled with the need to run away. Partly of fear, partly because the bitch knew the alpha would give a chase.

You swallowed nervously, but tried to mask it with a chuckle.

"It's festive time," you shrugged with a smile, "even the most brooding wolves should celebrate. I helped him getting into the mood."

"Sometimes a wolf snaps his fingers when he is in a mood." Ari's voice was a low, soft caress.

The meaning behind his words hit you with a punch of heat. Along with the lure, came a spike of fear.

If this was merely him flirting you up, seeking for a chance of one night of rough fucking, you'd probably follow quite eagerly. It's been a while since you gave in to the carnal side. And your wolf would howl in pleasure.

But the way Ari's eyes were trained on you was too assessing, to intense. And he wasn't even staring at your boobs. No, he was studying you.

He was, you realized, fascinated.

For an omega, having an alpha - an alpha as powerful as Ari Levinson - fascinated with her meant binding for more than just a one night stand.

An alpha was a predator. He engaged in fun without pouring all of his instincts into it. When he did that, it meant he was on a chase after a prey he was adamant on catching.

"Ah, there's quite a bouquet of flowers to choose from to fit your mood." You turned slightly and motioned at the gathering of people, groups of women (and a few men) glancing toward Ari with promises of devotion in their eyes.

"I'm a seasoned alpha," Ari chuckled in a self-mocking tone, "I've had my fair share of occasional celebration. I'm ready to permanently sate my mood."

"What makes you think I'm the right choice?" You knew that blunt disobedience wouldn't go with any alpha.

And you shouldn't antagonize one that might as well force your pack to submit to him.

"What makes a wolf know that a doe will sate his hunger?" He replied, stepping closer to you. "I don't know that yet, omega. But I want to find out."

You trembled slightly, though you tried to take control over your body. Instinct to run away was growing stronger, but you knew the instant you stepped away Ari would pounce.

Your wolf side buzzed with excitement at the prospect. Your human side feared being unable to handle the overwhelming power of Ari Levinson.

He wasn't simply a strong and confident man. He was a ruler, a conqueror. Your independence would crumble, if he bound you to him.

"That's bold. You don't even know if-"

"You're unmated." Ari stated with confidence.

"I'm-" you thought of restoring to a little lie, suggest that you're meeting someone in hope it would deter Ari.

Once again he interrupted you with a calm certainty:

"You're not with anyone." Ari traced your cheek with a finger. "No man's scent lingers on you."

He leaned much closer to you, his fingers dipping below your hair to grip your nape.

"It's best if it stayed that way, omega." His voice remained soft, but there was a growl to it. Your clit pulsed with the sound of it.

"No other scent, but that delicious, tempting smell of you. Until you're covered in my scent."

"I haven't consented to it." You tilted your chin defiantly.

"Of course you haven't." Ari suddenly pulled away, a respectful step between the two of you.

He grinned at you; charming and playful. The blue of his eyes shimmered with excitement.

"Make me work for it, little omega." He reached out to pick a flower from your wreath.

"Make me chase you." He tucked the flower behind his ear.

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fineprintedsunsets · 9 months

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AFTER HOURS

This Is For Haunted Hoedown Day 7! | My Haunted Hoedown Master-List

summer camp au + "i can't stop thinking about how perfect we would be together"

Synopsis: Ari Levinson is a lot better after hours.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: (this is definitely a tribute to my childhood) good ol' angst. pool sex. dirty talk. lifeguard!ari levinson x f reader :). use of pet names "mama" etc. brief mentions of injury. unprotected sex. (reader is on the pill although never mentioned, #stayawaypregnancytrope) (wrap it before you tap it, kids) sweet, worried ari.

It’s days like today you find yourself appreciating Lifeguards more. It’s not just about shirtless men baring their pecs for the whole world to see, (although a bonus) It’s more than the praise and hero complex.

It’s about wanting to make a difference, to be a savior, sure, but going to bed at night is just a bit easier knowing you helped a human being breathe again. Ari was a lot like that, you noticed.

His tanned cheeks would lift in a slight smile when anyone congratulated him on his newest rescue. Ari didn’t care about the compliments, or how he was perceived-

“You gonna say hi, or just stare?” Lou’s voice breaks through your head, causing you to stutter, your eyes breaking from where Ari sits on his post, searching the pool for any trouble.

“Staring is good enough.”

Lie.

It wasn’t.

You murmur, continuing to wipe at the Snack Bar counter. The adults were more messy than the kids. Sweat breaks above your brow as the heat fills your veins, wishing you were inside the pool or inside an air-conditioner.

Either one would work.

“Those vultures have been gobbling him up all night, guess your one of them too,” Lou says, her brows lifting in amusement. She takes her yellow rubber gloves off and lays them down on one of the chairs The Snack Bar was designed with sliding windows that face the pool, mostly to receive money and dish out snacks, but you had found a much better use for it.

Oggaling.

Lou wasn’t wrong either, four women well into their 50s had been sitting out tanning all day, not even bothering to watch their kids. Each set of eyes had never left Ari’s body, and although you were just doing the same thing-

“Don’t say it’s different. It’s not.”

You huff, throwing down the rag on the table you were just wiping down, leaving it half-completed.

“Do you have anything better to do, Lou?” You get a glimpse of her ponytail and her small body. Although a pest, Lou was almost like a mother to you. “Summer Mother” that is.

Every year you worked at Camp Constaga’s Snack Bar. Although it meant switching TV for bracelet-making and campfires, it didn’t matter. If anything, you’d prefer the woods over home.

She flashes you her lucky smile, throwing a rag over her shoulder, making the edges of her uniform damp. “You know I don’t!” You shake your head, a smile blooming on your lips.

Lou tosses you a look, clearly seeing the blush on your cheeks. “Go!” Throwing her hand up in mock threat, she disappears into the back of the bar.

Yeah, that’s right, Go prepare the chicken nuggets. It takes you a couple of moments to realize she took your rag, the one you need to finish cleaning the tables.

“Bitch!”

The only sound is the rustling of frozen chicken nugget bags and the echo of Lou chuckling.

👙

“Shut Up And Dance” plays loudly over the pool speakers. It’s the anthem of every summer, and boy does it never get old. Night falls silently on Camp Conastoga’s pool, tonight is a very special night.

It’s glow swim.

It’s a camp tradition, every month they hold a “glow” swim. Kids and adults wear trippy bathing suits and a whole shit ton of glow sticks are thrown in the pool. It’s simple, but fun.

Really Fucking Fun.

“Lou! Where did you put the paint?” You call over the loud splashing of children. The lifeguards are already on duty, and the adult swim doesn't start for another hour or so. You see her signature auburn ponytail exit the bathroom, her bare stomach, thighs, and arms marked with glow-in-the-dark paint.

“Handprints? That simple Louie girl?” You tease, grabbing the paint from her hands. You bought a whole array of colors yesterday, the kids used all of the pool’s supply.

“I’m sorry, shall I draw a pentacle?” She adjusted the strap on her neon green bathing suit, pulling it to snugly fit on her shoulder.

You elicit a chuckle, filling the pool’s backroom with the ungodly sound. “It would fit, you are a demon.”

“Very funny.” Lou rolls her green eyes, sending them back into her head with far more exaggeration than necessary. Holding tight onto the bottle of green paint, you turn around, and walk away from her, heading to your cabin to receive the other colors.

“See you out there-” You choke down a strangled whine, your face colliding with something hard and solid. Pain shoots through your jaw, and the only thing you can hear is labored breathing and music.

Upbeat and happy music.

Not very fit for this situation.

A backless dress and some beat-up sneaks…

My discotheque, Juliet teenage dream…

I felt it in my chest as she looked at me…

And then darkness.

👙

Waking up in the infirmary was not the plan tonight. You blink your eyes, once… twice… You can see a window to the right of you, it’s pitch black outside. You stir, quickly trying to get up, but a hand on your stomach stops you, splaying against your belly and pushing you down.

You whine, squirming against the hand. It’s big and feels as if sparks are being emitted through your body from the fingers. When you open your eyes, you understand why.

“Hey-”

“Shh…- It’s okay, sweet girl.”

All it took was a few words to get you rising, slowly this time as Ari’s hand fell from your stomach, tanned fingers grabbing your elbow to ease you into a sitting position. The pain has reduced to a dull ache, you don’t focus on it, not when Ari is standing above you, lifeguard shorts on, shirt nowhere to be found, and is that…worry in his eyes?

You grab at your head, attempting to find the source of your pain. You must have hit something, now it’s reduced to just a small headache. “What happened?” The words you speak are discombobulated as you try to adjust to the light in the infirmary.

Children can be heard screaming and splashing outside.

So you hadn’t been put in a coma.

You aren’t going to wake up to a zombie apocalypse.

This is very good news.

“You slammed into my chest, I’m so sorry, mama.”

Mama? Surely it was just a name lifeguards give to crying little girls, it was a cute, sweet nickname.

Until it came out of Ari Levinson's mouth.

“What time is it?” You shift, still holding your head, expecting the headache to just disappear at your touch.

It doesn't.

“10:00” Lou answers from seemingly nowhere. Did she just watch that interaction go down?

When she steps in front of you, the gleam in her eye tells you all you need to know.

“Adult swim starts soon, I have to put my paint on.”

“Woah, you sure? You did pass out on us, mama.”

God.

Will he shut up and keep talking?

The heat that pools between your thighs isn't normal, and you can’t stand to be close to Ari anymore. If you would… there’s no telling what you might do.

Something you would regret. Ari doesn't even know you.

“It’s just a headache. I’m not dying.” The words have more bite than you wish, but this room is getting crowded, and the heat that encircles you is suffocating. Especially when Ari tilts his chin up, his fingers perching on his hips in confusion.

You didn’t want to be rude, but it seems it may be the only way to get out of this room.

“I gotta go get the paint.” You slid off the table, hearing the paper crinkle beneath your weight. Lou moves out of the way, and when she does, you accidentally clip Ari’s shoulder. You don’t turn around to apologize though. The heat is too much, you need to get that paint and get in the pool.

Even though being away from him has made the heat worse.

👙

Adult swim had started the moment you finished in the pool bathroom. All over your body are neon pink swirls and made-up symbols, matching your pink bikini. Ari sat perched on the very end, his eyes wandering over the kids complaining to their parents.

You were aware of the way your nipples hardened against the thin slice of fabric, how your breath picked up when Ari’s eyes landed on your face. His usual sunglasses were gone, and even from across the people, his blue eyes drilling holes in your body.

You turn away, internally wishing your hips wouldn’t swish as you did so.

They did.

Traitors.

“Hey! Over here!” Lou and Reed call from their positions in the water, the reflective surface bringing the night sky into the pool. Your head still ached, but enough that you could get some swimming in. You wouldn’t miss this night for the world.

You walk to the side of the pool and before Lou or Reed pulls you in, you jump. There’s a moment when you do so, where the rest of the world disappears, it’s only you, the wind, and the water you're about to plunge into.

The glow sticks leave a path to which you follow, feeling your breathing dissipate as you're pulled into the water, swishing your hair around, wetting the fabric of your bathing suit, and crowding you in cool relief.

It’s the polar opposite of Ari’s warm presence.

You come up for air, swimming to the top of the pool. Lou and Reed are already next to you, splashing from every angle. “What are you five!” You yell, despite doing the same, gathering water in the scoop of your palm and tossing it across your best friend's faces.

For the moment, for the night, you would forget about Ari’s eyes burning into your back, watching as you splash your friends, hearing your laughter fill the pool as it gets lost in the night.

This is purgatory and paradise at once.

Being away from him, but relishing in the memories you're creating.

Both hot and cold.

You sink into the water again, allowing it to swallow all your fears, soon they would come back, you were on after-hour duty. With none other than Ari himself.

👙

All of the adults left hours ago, Lou and Reed went back to their shared cabin, and the Camp Children gathered around the campfire deep in the woods. It was just you and Ari, and the simple task of gathering all of the glowsticks.

You let out a breath, your fingers finding the smudge pain on your hips as you stand over the edge of the pool. The sky is deeper than before, the stars shining bright above you. And the waning crescent moon, hidden beneath crowded clouds.

It was a beautiful night indeed.

“You ready?” Ari’s voice breaks through your head-space, before talking yourself out of it, you turn around. It’s hard not to roam Ari’s body, his tanned abs, his long blond hair, and his beard.

No one could ignore that, no one.

You stomp a foot on instinct. “No one could ignore it” was your excuse for “this man turns me on with just his smile.”

“Yeah.” You squeak, watching Ari’s arms form a perfect dive pattern, jumping into the water with ease. The glow sticks make it visible to you, how easy he glides, picking up each stick as his path goes dark.

You do the same, jumping on the opposite end, with less grace than him. Usually one of the other lifeguards would be doing this, but most went to join the campfire. The pool gets darker and darker as you pick up each glowstick, resurfacing every few seconds for breath. You break from your trance when something hard hits the top of your head, the headache rocking through you with a sharp pain. You know it’s Ari, he must have been going for the glow sticks in the middle of the pool.

“Mama.” Ari resurfaces, watching as you do the same, rubbing the top of your head.

“Are you okay? Goddamn me. I don’t mean to keep hurting you, sweet girl.” Ari’s hair is wet, framing his features perfectly. A dozen glow sticks reside in his palm, matching your own.

“Come here.” He leads you to the very edge of the pool, and although you shout at your body to stop moving, your legs ignore your pleas. The heat grows with every second you spend in lifeguards presence.

You both toss your glow sticks into the basket, as you pool yourself up and out of the pool, water splashing as you turn around to sit on the edge, your legs still in the water. Ari stands in front of you, not exactly between your thighs, but very fucking close to them.

“Does it hurt?” He asks, running a hand over his wet hair, looking to the top of your head.

“I’ll be fine.” You utter, looking away from him. This man will be the death of you. They kick up a little bit of water, watching it swirl at your feet.

“Look at me, mama.” Ari pleads, moving through the water, so close to where your knees touch his chest.

“Please.” It’s almost inaudible, but you catch it, you see the desperation in his eyes,

“Fuck, Ari.”

You don’t even try to talk yourself out of it. You jump back into the pool quickly, water droplets spraying everywhere as you grab the back of Ari’s head, pulling him down to your lips.

He’s surprised at first, but when you groan, feeling the heat of his lips, the way they kiss and wrap you in warmth, he kisses back. Moving you to rest your back against the side of the pool, pushing you gently into the smooth tile.

Ari pulls away first, and the way he looks at you, it seems as though he is fighting with himself. “Sweet girl-”

You bring a finger to his puffy lips, silencing him. “No talking, more kissing”

Ari doesn't pretest, because this time it’s him that’s pressing into you, water grabbing at you both, your tongues intertwining in perfect harmony. You both pull away for air, the buzzing sound of crickets overwhelming you.

“Do you want me here, mama?” Your eyebrows quirked up as your hands still rest in his hair, forever tugging him closer.

“I will take you anywhere, Ari.”

It’s all the permission he needs. His fingers come around to your back, reaching for the tie of your pink bathing suit. Your body racks with anticipation as Ari tugs, and the fabric falls away, revealing your nipples to the cool night air.

His breath heaves as he stares down at you, his eyes locking with the point nubs. He groans. “Your perfect, sweet girl.”

“Fucking perfect”

He dives down, taking a peak into his mouth, and swirling it around his tongue. You arch your back away from the pool tiles, pressing into his hardened cock. The water makes it easier for you two to move, as Ari nurses your breasts, you undo the string of his lifeguard shorts.

He removes his mouth from you with a pop, helping you free himself from the restaurants. Your top and his shorts are thrown with the glow sticks, forgotten. His cock is hard against his chest, even in the water it’s not hard to tell.

His tanned fingers find your bottoms, running over your stomach, until they're stationed at their ties. “You ready, perfect girl?”

Your breath fans, your response is merely a rasp as Ari crowds you, his cock pressing against your stomach. “No.”

“Good”.

The ties snap as he tugs at them, water crowds you, between your legs as your slick folds are exposed to the cool sensation. Ari takes your right leg carefully in his rough palm, lifting it to pin the appendage against the pool tile. He pushed further, his cock lining up at your entrance.

He wants this as much as you do.

“Open for me, sweet girl.”

You part your other leg a bit, leaving enough room for Ari to settle comfortably in between your thighs.

“Doing really good for me, this is going to hurt.” You nod, not caring.

The heat is bubbling, threatening to boil over now and the anticipation is getting irritating. Ari places a kiss against your temple, his beard scratching against your skin as he thrust, pushing the tip of his cock against your folds.

You yelp, grabbing at his bare back, feeling the water around you, paired with his cock dipping inside of you was otherworldly.

“That’s it..” Ari smiles, his unoccupied hand coming up to cradle your face, tilting your head down to where your bodies meet.

“Watch as you take me, mama.”

You do, with both pain and pleasure as Ari inches his cock into you slowly. The reflection of the water enhances his every feature, and the wins of his cock are pulsating with pleasure.

“Good girl, just a little more-” His voice is husky with need but still soft and caring.

It turns you on just the more.

“I’m gonna fill you up, Breathe for me alright?” His words are so filthy yet so… soft.

Caring?

Ari watches you, your eyes still on your pussy, watching it take more of his cock in, feeling the pain as he stretches your walls. You take a deep breath as he asks, and scream when he thrust to the hilt.

“Shh…Good girl.” Ari drags out each syllable as he whispers, his cock buried inside you, as his body fully presses into yours, his hand balancing your pinned leg against the wall.

“Can I move, mama?”

Words do not escape your throat, you just tug at Ari’s hair, clenching around his cock a few times, attempting to adjust. You nod as your lips collide, it silences the scream as he deals his first thrust.

Your heavy breaths fixate on the point of completion, each time Ari drags his cock out of you, more water fills its spot, adding stimulation to your clit. Your fingers wrap around the pool's edge, your eyes snapping shut.

“You take me so well, sweetheart.”

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you over that edge.”

Ari’s words make you clench harder, a smile passes his lips as he groans, feeling what he does to you, feeling what you do to him every time his cock pulsates at your tightness.

Your breath speeds up with Ari's thrust, your back arching against the pool tiles as he fucks you deeper into the concrete, making sure your head never hits the ground. The words that come out of your mouth are rushed, but nonetheless true.

“I can’t stop thinking about how perfect we would be together.” You say them with urgency with rush, as if they were slipping from your mind. Ari’s thrust doesn't cease, he only groans, melting against you.

“Me too, sweet girl.”

“Me. Fucking. Too.” Your orgasm is so close, it feels like you're drowning in pleasure. Your nails find safety in Ari’s back, holding onto him for support as his fingers dip into the water, finding your clit and begging to rub.

He knows you're close.

“Come for me, mama. Make a mess on my cock.” Ari echos, his cock fighting the force of the waves he’s making, slamming into you each time, his fingers rubbing faster. You whimper, meeting his thrust with your own attempts, chasing the pleasure. You clench down hard, “There you go…doing so good.”

Your orgasm hits you at full force as Ari pumps his cock, his fingers riding you through it. Until he halts, filling you with his release. The warm feeling settles deep into your stomach.

“Mama.” Ari finishes, you can still feel his cock pulsating inside you, his labored breathing slowing to match your own. Despite the cool water, sweat runs down both of your bodies.

“Your-” He starts, you giggle, deciding to cut the sexual tension. Ari’s brows turn up, waiting to hear what you have to say,

“Hot? Beautiful? Fantastic? Best sex you’ve ever had?”

“Mine” Ari whispers against your lips, shutting you up.

His.

#masterlist #fanfic #oneshot #smut #fluff #ari levison x reader #ari levinson #chris evans #ari levinson smut #hauntedhoedownmasterlist #haunted hoedown #hauntedhoedownday7

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peyton-warren · 15 days

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Walter Marshall Masterlist

Key

😥: Angst / Hurt 😍: Fluff 🔥: Smut/Suggestive 👊: Violence 🥹: Requested 💚 :Personal Favorite 🤓: Challenges 🤔: Ask

💯: Completed , ✍🏼 : Work in Progress , ❌ :Hiatus

Arresting and Arrested- 🤔😢😍 "⛑ - Some tender first-aid with Walter Marshall" Walter receives first aid from an unexpected source.

Blazed and Blazing- 😢- Follow up to Arresting and Arrested. Aftermath of SWAT raid to get extract Walter from his kidnappers' clutches.

The Hidden Sun- 😥😍👊🔥✍ Reader gets some help with an unruly customer from Detective Marshall. Smut starting in Chapter 2

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 Coming Soon

Into the Storm-🔥🤔💚💯 you come home to find Walter taking matters into his own hands.

Stick Handling Series-💚😍🔥✍🏼 Drabbles showing domestic bliss of Reader living with Jake Jensen, Walter Marshall, Captain Syverson, Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale, and Curtis Everett. Guest appearances by Geralt of Rivera, and Dean Winchester is insistent there's room for him in the Bunkhouse.

Like what you see? Visit my Main Master List for more, Send me a request, Ask to be added to my Tag Lists, and check out my AO3 where older fics are hiding.

#walter marshall #walter marshall fanfic #walter marshall fanfiction #walter marshall fic #walter marshall smut #walter marshall x reader #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill smut #henry cavill characters #henry cavill fanfiction

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likeahorribledream · 5 months

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I’m doing a blurb/drabble/short stories weekend. For me to accept your suggestion you need:

1. Choose a male character: Bucky Barnes, Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale, Lee Bodecker or literally any Sebastian Stan character.

2. Universe: Canon, mob, biker or something else you’d like.

3. Choose a prompt from this master list please copy and paste the prompt so it’s easier for me.

As always, this is 18+ only no minors on this blog. There will be no explicit smut, I can do implied though. Please be respectful. Love y’all!

Smiling Sebby with a puppy for attention

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #bucky barnes x you #sebastian stan x reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson #lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker x reader #Lee Bodecker

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goldengirlls · 2 years

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blurb master list for the “year” three thousand of you

sebastian stan characters:

bucky barnes:

stolen kisses — brother’s best friend smut

finger food — dbf bucky barnes smut

chris evans characters:

ari levinson:

can you keep a secret? — dads best friend smut

cherries — ari levinson best friend smut

drew starkey:

rafe cameron:

one on one — basketball smut

you are in love — rafe cameron fluff

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eulalielatibule · 9 months

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A list of my OCs because why not. Most of them are used for RP but I want to start writing fics with them.

In ABC order because that's the best order.

Birdie-Mae Wilson- A sweet sweet sweet bean. Originally from Texas and moved to NJ. She is a music teacher and she sings and plays piano and also plays tennis! She ends up with Ari and is in the same universe as Michelle (see below)

Charles Randolph- Newest OC, is a Ransom type of character whom I ship with Ari Levinson. Is very much a frat boy type of guy too.

Catharina Mánisdottir- Moon goddess from Asgard, I haven't done anything with her yet but I adore her

Michelle Mittal- MY BABY!!! Michelle is mainly shipped with Mr. Freezy aka Robert Pronge, but she also has a fling with Ari and Mike Weiss at some point. She is Desi and is a disco queen and she's just so so fun and she's one of my favorites. In the same universe as Birdie (see above)

Nélia Laurent- One of the Winter Soldiers that Steve and Bucky rescue in CA:CW. She is originally from the 60's and was caught by Hydra because she is a master arsonist and was a hitman.

Ona Petrauskus- A Black Widow that Natasha and Yelena save at the end of Black Widow. Haven't done much with her but I'd love to do more.

Posie- A fairy that Nomad!Steve runs into while he's on his adventures. She becomes his little sidekick.

Virginia Daniels- My first Marvel OC. She is one of the Star Spangled Singers and in an RP I'm doing she's in a relationship with Steve but I'd love to write a fic where she and her girlfriend help Steve discover his queerness and get in a relationship with Bucky.

I think that's it?? I'm sure there will be more in the future

#my ocs

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late-to-the-party-81 · 2 years

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Well folks, if you didn’t already know, I’m old.

In a few weeks I turn 41!

Additionally I hit 650 followers the other day, yay!

To celebrate these two things I’m gonna do two things-

From Mon 20th to Thurs 23rd I’m going to answer your questions for some of my ‘verse pairings

I’m going to hold a little creative challenge, running from 13th June to 3rd July

Find more info below the cut

Please send me questions, request h/c or send your own thoughts on any of the following of my ‘verse relationships;

Steve, Cali and Bucky

Ari and Angel

M’Baku and Sabi

Joaquín and Sparky

Loki and Chess

Dark Steve, Sam, Bucky and Bunny

Sam and Bucky

Feel free to send them in any time. I will post my replies between 20th-23rd June.

80’s and 90’s music is my jam

Pick one of my fav’s (or two- doesn’t have to be x reader/ofc, it can be ship) and a choon.

Create a moodboard, fic, ficlet, h/c list, screengrab story board, artwork, whatevs!

Jen’s favs (and I ain’t picky)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Thor

Loki

Bruce Banner

Nat

Tony

Valkyrie

Peter Parker (TASM or MCU)

Joaquín Torres

Ransom Drysdale

Ari Levinson

Andy Barber

Jake Jensen

Lee Bodecker

Lance Tucker

Choooooooooons

I’m still standing -Elton John

La Isla Bonita - Madonna

Centrefold - J.Geils Band

9 to 5 - Dolly Parton

Take on Me - Aha

Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and the Waves

I wanna dance with somebody - Whitney Houston

Set you free -N-trance

Let me be your fantasy - Baby D

Damn, I wish I was your lover-Sophie B Hawkins

Forgiven, not Forgotten - The Corrs

Bailamos - Enrique Iglesias

I see you, baby - Groove Armada

Rescue Me - Madonna

Bullet in the Gun - Planet Perfecto

Ready to Go - Republica

Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer

Rules

Please post anytime between 13th June to 3rd July and use the tag #Jen’s Birthday, so I can create a master list.

Please no toilet play, underage, incest (inc step-cest) or bestiality (monster fucking is fine).

Please use appropriate tags.

Use the music prompt in any way you see fit.

Don’t see a song you vibe with? Let me know and I’ll search my playlist for some more options.

Prompts can be used by multiple creators, go nuts.

Feel inspired? Make more than one creation.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t have the bandwidth and will be either late or have to drop out. It’s supposed to be fun.

Tagging some beauts: @christywantspizza @sidepartskinnyjeans @yarnforbrains @jobean12-blog @navybrat817 @sgt-seabass @breakablebarnes @lil-nas-z @beelicious-barnes @duchessonfireao3 @koipondering @firefly-in-darkness @ramp-it-up @strangeprincex @writerkenna @tuiccim @weekendgothgirl @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @writing-for-marvel

#Jen’s Birthday #late to the party 81 #writing challenge #sleepover #ask me questions

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 4 months

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About my blog

Please be sure to read the warnings on my work before reading. My writing contains 18+ content! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!🔞

Everything I write is on my phone. I apologize for any mistakes and typos before hand.

Credit goes to the creators of the gifs I find on here and Pinterest.

Credit goes to @buckys-wintersoldier for making the headers on my Master Lists!🩵

My ask box is always open! Feel free to drop something in my ask box if y’all want to!🩵

WHO I WRITE:

Sebastian Stan

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Chris Beck

Lee Bodecker

Steve Kemp

Tommy Lee (Sebastian Stan)

Lance Tucker

Charles Blackwood

Mickey Henry

TJ Hammond

Max Burnett

Chris Evans

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Ari Levinson

Lloyd Hansen

WHAT I WRITE:

Everything I write is with a female reader.

Fluff🩷

Smut❤️‍🔥

Angst🧡

Dark🖤 (COMING SOON)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

I will not write anything that involves anything offensive and gross.

REQUESTS:

I am accepting requests! Read everything above before requesting. Just know that if y’all request something that it’ll take time for me to get to it and write it.

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evansbby · 9 months

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Where the longer Ari sugar daddy fic it’s not in your master list or in your in library please update them

Girl I’m lazy idk 😭😭

Search evansbby.tumblr.com/tagged/ari+levinson

You’ll prob find it there

#anon

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fineprintedsunsets · 9 months

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ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴇᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ-ʟɪsᴛ

Haunted Hoedown Master List! Created for the haunted hoedown challenge. Created by @inklore and @psychedelic-ink

18+ content! NO MINORS should be reading/interacting with these posts. NSFW content will be present in most if not all!

Thank you to both @inklore and @psychedelic-ink for creating a fun challenge!

DAY ONE: taboo au + "this is so fucked up." "you like it." | dbf!bucky x f reader, JAWBREAKER

DAY TWO: murder plot au (let’s hide this body together) + "what's your favorite scary movie?" | darkhiker!steverogers x oc, MERCY'S AXE

DAY THREE: inspired by a favorite song + "you are mine, whether you agree or not" | sugardaddy!maxburnett x nickfowler x f reader, CUPCAKE AFFAIRS

DAY FOUR: artificial intelligence au + "do you like it when I touch you like this?, I can keep going if you want me to". | robot!buckybarnes x f reader, A.I.R

DAY FIVE: masquerade au + "I want to see you bleed" | nickfowler x assassin!f oc, THE CROW'S DISGUISE

DAY SIX: circus au | buckybarnes x f!oc, FREAK SHOW

DAY SEVEN: summer camp au + "i can't stop thinking about how perfect we would be together" | lifeguard!ari levinson x f!reader, AFTER HOURS

DAY EIGHT: best friend-lovers au + "this fear you feel? It won't last." | sweet!ransomdrysdale x nerd!f reader, AUTUMN ACOUSTICS

DAY NINE: the toxic exes trope + “why do you keep following me?” | ex!Lloydhansen x stripper!f reader, LEMON GUMDROPS

DAY TEN: zombie apocalypse au | bucky barnes x f reader, DEAD RINGER

DAY ELEVEN: inspired by a favorite psychological thriller (YOU) + "I would burn the world for you”| stalker!natasha x black!f oc, APPLE OF HER EYE

DAY TWELVE: nurse au | nurse!ari levinson x unnamed f!oc, HIRAETH

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cats-and-sheep · 2 years

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welcome to the blog!

here’s kinda my “master post” of such. under is all my fic recs for all types of characters, i am still reading and discovering a lot about fan fiction. if something is not here you can always search “next masterlist update” on my account and the works not yet on this list will pop up :)

if you have a lot of time on your hands check out my author recs, where i suggest you read their whole master list as they have too many amazing works to list here! ------

CHRIS EVANS AND CHARACTERS:

Chris Evans...The Hat...Drabble

Steve Rogers...Preying On You Tonight...Series

Steve Rogers...Sunburn...Oneshot

Steve Rogers...Let It Snow...Series

Steve Rogers...Don’t Forget To Subscribe...Series

Steve Rogers...His Claim...Series

Steve Rogers...Grain Of Truth...Series

Chris Evans...He’s Just A Baby...Drabble

Curtis Everett Storyline Masterlist

Steve Rogers...Herbal Illusions...Oneshot

Chris Evans...Boston Brute...Series *MLB Chris Coming Soon*

Steve Rogers...Lust For Life...Series

Ari Levinson...Plants And Tantrums...Oneshot

Steve Rogers...Planet Blue...Series

Steve Rogers...The Alpha’s Trophy...Oneshot

Steve Rogers...Lipstick And Crayons...Series

Steve Rogers...Bring Him Light...Series

Steve Rogers...Nothing Ever Could...Series

Curtis Everett...Out Of Darkness...Series

Steve Rogers...Love And War...Series

Steve Rogers...Cinderella...Series

Steve Rogers...Fragile...Series

Ari Levinson...New Hire...Oneshot

Ari Levinson...Sinful Devotion...Series

SEBASTIAN STAN AND CHARACTERS:

Bucky Barnes...Flowers Bloom...Series

Bucky Barnes...Undisclosed...Series

Bucky Barnes...Silver...Series

Bucky Barnes...The Mating Program...Series

Bucky Barnes...Knight In Rusty Armor...Series

MULTPLE CHARACTERS:

Andy Barber/Jake Jenson...Good Bones...Series

All...Lucky Charms AU...Series

Bucky/Steve/Peter...Caged Bird...Oneshot

Steve/Bucky...Teeth In My Neck...Oneshot

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buckyscombatboots · 2 years

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Welcome to my mind palace🦇

This is an 18+ blog Minors DNI. All of my content has a warnings section in red before it begins, you are responsible for the media consume. Please read at your own risk, only you know what you’re comfortable with.

I do not give permission to have my fics translated or posted elsewhere.

I try my best not to mention the physical appearance of readers, wether it be skin colour or body type. Unless I specifically mention it in my warnings section before the fic begins.

Have a question, request or just a naughty idea? whisper it to me

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