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Masterlist (avengerofyourheart)

Marvel Reader inserts listed by character, currently Bucky, Steve, Tony, Sam, Scott, and Thor. A huge thank you to @beccaanne814-blog for the gorgeous character banners! 

Accidents Happen Series (reader x Bucky):

Summary: Reader is accident prone, comes from a sheltered background, and has been with the Avengers almost a year when Steve finds Bucky and brings him to the Avengers Tower (post CATWS, pre CACW). Bucky takes an interest in the reader’s quirkiness. (mostly fluff)

Accidents Happen Series Masterlist (FINISHED)

In the Arms of Justice (Bucky Drabble Series):

Summary: Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later. (drama, angst, fluff)

In the Arms of Justice Masterlist (FINISHED)

Leave This Town (Mechanic!Bucky AU Series):

Summary: Your dreams of kissing your small town life goodbye are about to come true when an unexpected detour leaves you stranded. Meeting the handsome local mechanic has you rethinking your plans. Perhaps happiness is less about where you’re headed and more about the people you meet along the way.

Leave This Town Series Masterlist (FINISHED)

The Lucky One (Movie Challenge Bucky fic):

Summary: As a single mom with a jerk of an ex-husband, you’re doing your best to run the family business all on your own when your mother hires a mysterious man with a troubled past to help out. He just might be what you need in your life, but will his secrets bring you together or tear you apart? (Events occur shortly after Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

The Lucky One Series Masterlist (in progress)

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I finish school work hurrrayyyyyy!!!! *hugs bed*

My brain want to sleep  from backchair. Also I don’t know why I color mess and darker. ask brain.

And I create A steampunk clock locker since I don’t find any beauty desgine those steampunk clock.

Need go to bed tomorrow I will draw hijack fluffy? maybe.

Night Night!!

Experiment Time

Okay, after seeing all these posts on @criminal-minds-fanfiction ‘s blog about NSFW fanfiction/smut, I’m curious now.  Reblog this post with the age you started reading smut and/or the age you started writing it.  This is an interesting topic and I’d like to see the results of this experiment.

It’s science okay?

Throw Like Pollock

Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender
Paring: Lance x Shiro
Words: 3933
Rating: M
Tags: Mild Sexual Content, Mild Language, Mostly Fluff, Lots of Fluff, Established Relationship, Moving In Together, Did I Mention Fluff?

Summary: The sputtering pause and adorable look of confused shock on Lance’s face would have been enough. But the way that shock begins to slowly morph into hope and excitement and eventually unprecedented glee makes the possible loss of their deposit worth it.

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So!! Couple of things.

Firstly, I’ve been listening to Lewis Del Mar’s Painting (Masterpiece) pretty much on repeat while writing this, so here check it out.  Legit.

Secondly, I’m half Mexican and used quite a bit of inspiration for Lance’s love of color from family and friends who live in Mexico, El Paso TX, and Miami. So if what I’ve implied doesn’t work for a Cuban heritage, please let me know and I’ll make some much needed adjustments.

But to be honest, this was mostly just my way of embodying what I love most about owning your own place and/or sharing a home with someone. Not just in the financial sense, but in the “decorative” sense. In my ideal fantasy, living with someone I love, we paint each room a different color. And while I might be projecting, with the right person to urge him on, I think Lance might feel the same.

Anyway, hope you’re in the market for some fluff, my dudes! Enjoy!


“Shiro! You have to come and see this!”

The voice echoes from somewhere towards he back of the apartment. It’s a giddy outburst of excitement that Shiro feels himself responding to without hesitation, legs carrying him towards Lance as if on preconditioned autopilot. When he finds his boyfriend, it’s in their soon to be guest room, a faded, blue stuffed cat clutched firmly to his chest.

“The last residents must have left him behind for us. Isn’t he cute? I’m gonna name him Blue!”

Despite the undeniable cuteness of the spectacle, Shiro can’t help but frown, eyeing the stuffed animal’s weathered fur and slightly protruding right eye. “You know, this is the sort of thing that gets couples killed in horror movies right?”

With an overdramatic gasp Shiro has grown overly familiar with (and possibly a little fond of), Lance clasps both hands over the plush’s ears. “How dare you insult our baby! You keep those blasphemous words to yourself, mister!”

The exaggerated pout and the mischievous look in Lance’s eyes do Shiro in. They always do. So, taking care to offer Blue a soft and heartfelt apology on the way, Shiro steps in close and places a teasing kiss right on that jutted out bottom lip of his.

“You can’t just kiss away your transgressions, you know,” Lance mumbles, refusing to drop the pout. So Shiro kisses it again, this time taking Lance’s lip between his teeth and pulling just so. As expected, Lance gasps softly, façade crumbling the more Shiro lures him in, releasing his bottom lip to kiss him more fully on the mouth. When Lance’s hold on the little toy cat gives way, the plush bouncing off of Shiro’s feet and a few inches across the floor, he considers the mission a success. Even as Lance breathes out a quiet, “Cheater…” against his lips.

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anonymous asked:

please do a on shot of female kamui and cyrus in the bathhouse and cyrus kisses her please!!

 “Alright!” Tightening the towel around his waist, Cyrus happily marched into the bathhouse’s entrance. After a whole day of training and sparring with one of the toughest opponents, the cavalier wanted nothing more than to kick back and relax inside a bubbling water of warmth and relaxation.

 His smile basically curved wider at the relaxing thought, Cyrus flung the entrance’s flap with one hand and joyfully exclaimed, “Oh great hot springs! Take me away!”

 “CYRUS?!”

 Never actually expecting a pitchy reply in the first place, the young man jumped in shock and quickly gripped the towel in fear that it might slip off. “Hot springs?” Dumbly he responded, head now turned left and right for the bearer of the voice.

 A heartbeat or two pounded inside his chest, and Cyrus could actually feel his heart stop completely once he saw Kamui – bare, wet, and breathtaking.

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Imagine~ Cas and Dean at the beach

Dean-
Cas is wearing swim trunks and is out in the water with Sam.
Dean left to go ice cream from a nearby stand. As he walks back he catches sight of Cas walking out of the water towards their stuff.
Subconsciously he walks slower, barely walking at all. His mouth slightly falls open as he states at Cas.
There’s water running of the angels abs, and his raven black hair drips water in his back. Creating rivulets that run down his back all the way down to his waist. And oh god, the way those trunks hang so low on his almost exposing his-
Dean shakes his head and begins to walk faster. If he starts thinking like that he’ll have to abandon the ice cream in favor of the bathroom.

Cas-
He’d just stepped out of the water and was heading towards where their spot was set up on the beach.
He took a quick look around to see where Dean was at.
When he caught sight of him, Cas almost fell to his knees. With his heart beating erratically, and his breathing uneven. Castiel continued walking.
He walked slowly though, staring at Dean out of the corner of his eye. His breathing had evened out, but his heart still felt like it would jump out of his chest. After all, even to someone like Cas, Dean looked like a God. With messed up hair, and low riding swim trunks, he was probably the reason why half the people were there. (100% the reason why Cas was there).
He was almost drooling, watching Dean walk back. Thanks to the sun glasses he could stare freely.
Even from the distance, Cas could see Deans green eyes, standing out against his tan skin. And, oh my, his skin.
Even though Dean’s skin was dry, the sun still reflected off of it. Creating a beautiful shine across his chest. And his hips were being shown off, creating a slight stirring in his pants.
Warning Castiel, that he better stop staring.
But how could anybody stop staring at such a stunning person? By looking straight ahead, and counting their steps.

Dean-
After a long walk, he’d finally made it back to their set-up. Sam was there too, thankfully. Meaning he had someone to talk to and distract himself from Cas.
Not that it was working. Because as hard as he tried to focus, his eyes and mind kept drifting back to Cas.
His lips parted slightly, and his toes curled as he watched Cas.
Staring at his perfect lips as they parted around the cherry popsicle. Sucking, and pushing it into his mouth as far as it would go and swallowing. Then pulling it it back out, only to stick out his tounge. Cas licked the sides of the popsicle, and swirled his tounge around the tip.
Dean almost shuddered, Cas has no idea what he did to him.
He could only imagine how it would feel to have that mouth sucking, and licking, and swallowing his-
“Dean!”
Dean jerked back to reality at the sound of Sam’s voice shouting his name.
He glared at his younger brother “what?”
“Your ice cream dripped all over you, so you might want to go clean it up instead of checking out those girls.”
Sam quirked an eyebrow when he said girls, and his eyes flicked over to Cas. Who he noticed, was giving Dean the ‘eye’.
“Shut up”
Dean looked down at the ice cream all over his lap, and a very obvious bulge that was now beginning ache. Quickly, he wrapped a towel around his waist an stalked off to the bathroom to take care of business.

Cas-
Castiel watched with a smirk as Dean walked. Not only did he get to check Dean out as he walked away. But he now knew that he affected Dean the same way Dean affected him.
With Sam still laughing at how obvious Dean is, Cas went back to his popsicle…
Now eating it like a normal person