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beenoeila · 2 months
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A list of underrated fics I adore.
▪️this don’t feel anything like sinking by
@dontcallmebree
A little over six weeks and his knee heals only for his breathing to act up. It may have been a handful of decades—coming up on a century, even—but he never did forget how it felt to wheeze through the night.
Steve sees it coming when Dr. Youssef tells him his lungs are taking a turn.
The year 2032 brings about the Summer Olympics, the coldest winter of the decade, and an end to Project Rebirth.
🔹 Learning to want by @luna-rainbow
Bucky is still trying to piece together his memories, but at least he now had Steve with him.
When Steve asks him if he wanted to meet with his sister, Becca, his response was, "I don't know about wants...I'll start with the shoulds."
Steve and Bucky goes for lunch with Becca. Steve and Bucky dealing with memory loss. Steve and Bucky being mutually pining idiots.
▪️better to speak or die by emilywithoutY (@between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place)
Summers in C. are as endless and hazy as when they were kids. All James wants is to play his part well enough that his mother stops looking at him with that twist of regret in her smile.
The only thing to break the sun-soaked monotony is the arrival of the new summer intern. While the rest of the household—and half the village—fawn over Steve Roger’s movie star looks and understated charm, James finds him aloof and his polite interest near unbearable.
But as they collide in vulnerable moments, the sparks of frustration ignite something neither has the power to stop.
Do you think Jonathan understood what happened that day David first stepped into his father’s court?
🔹The weapon remembers by pushdragon
The Winter Soldier finds old fantasies of Steve in his memory, and takes them for reality.
He's got two days to sort out all his mixed-up history, before he puts himself back in cryo freeze. Harder still, he's got to convince Steve to let him do it.
▪️Preberseeschießen by Ginny_Potter (@hipsterdiva)
Bucky takes his time, ignoring his comrades’ cheering and Gaiswinkler and Mariandl’s teasing. From his position, Steve only has an oblique view of Bucky’s face, which is mostly in the dark anyway – the strong line of his jaw, a smudge of grease on his cheekbone, a sweaty lock of hair curling on his forehead, his mouth pouting in concentration. Steve itches to draw him, to take out his battered sketchbook and reproduce that instant of perfect imperfection. Steve itches to touch him, push back his unruly curls, wipe away the smudge on his cheekbone, cup his face in his hands and…
Bucky breathes out and shoots. The bullet hits water… and there it is, the zapping sound of paper tearing.
The light turns on and off three times. Third circle. Just a lick out of bullseye.
The Howlies explode in cheers.
Or, the Howling Commandos play a shooting game with the Austrian Resistance and Steve has lots of unresolved feelings about himself, his new body, and his changing relationship with Bucky. In other words, comrades are comrades, angst looms, and Steve feels.
🔹Till there were no more wolves in the West
by @dharmasharks
“I’m afraid of a lot of things, Steve,” Bucky says softly.
“But this thing sticking in my heart—the part of me that’s yours? It is the best part of me. Maybe the only good part.” His rueful smile wavers. He makes a pained expression.
“What if it’s the only good part?” he asks.
Two Brooklyn boys find themselves aboard an orphan train headed west in 1854. Across farmland, war, and the lawless frontier, a childhood promise helps them find each other again.
(A Western SteveBucky retelling.)
▪️Hiraeth by ixalit
Hiraeth
noun /ˈhɪraɨ̯θ/
[Welsh] A homesickness or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that never was.
🔹Undone by justanotherStonyfan
You’d think, given everything, that if one of them were going to regress, that if one of them were going to break down, it would be Bucky.
(Set mostly after Endgame - canon deaths remain but Steve doesn't leave)
▪️But You Can Hold Me (Only 'Cause It's a Cold Night in Brooklyn) by Voylitscope_speed (@voylitscope)
This should just be two friends getting off after the burlesque show. This should just be two pals both thinking about the girl. That would probably be okay, Bucky thinks.
But then he ruins it all when he says,
"Come here," and puts a hand out to tug on Steve's shoulder.
(Or: Sometimes, Bucky and Steve lend each other a hand, literally. Bucky tries not to be weird about it, but he's always been bad at controlling his thoughts about Steve.)
🔹Midlife Crisis by profoundalpacakitten
Steve isn’t expecting much of anything from life, he’s content to coast by, letting life flow past. Get up, get dressed, get to work, get home, get to sleep, rinse and repeat.
▪️ The Magic Touch by @broodybuck
The soldier is finally free but he has one big problem, he can't finish. Until he meets a man called Steve who apparently has the magic touch.
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mxaether · 1 year
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Blame @ixalit it’s his fault
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fandomfluffandfuck · 9 months
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Big beefy trucker Bucky and truck stop hooker Steve! One thing Bucky doesn't know is that he is the only guy stopping at this stop. Others have even heard about the place. Things have gone too far now Steve doesn't know how to tell Bucky that Steve is Buckys only
(or maybe Steve is truly serving every trucker that stops by and Bucky is smitten over him while Steve too is giving him special treatment... Idk you decide)
I 👏🏻 love 👏🏻 this 👏🏻 pairing 👏🏻
But, I do have to confess that this pairing belongs to Lynne (@the1918) and K (@howdoyousleep3) in my mind--
"Truck Stops and Fairy Tales"
(By the way, the series won't be continuing, BUT we can all enjoy what does exist of the series by reading what's out there)
Also, because I love this pairing so much... here's all the Tumblr drabbles about them that I can find:
A mood board by @fishyandclintbarton
@ixalit pointing out a song with their vibes
Trucker husbands featuring a storm (Lynne)
Steve in Bucky's shirts (Lynne)
Steve in Bucky's shirts Extra (K)
Fluffy husbands (K)
Some fight outta tiny Steve (K)
Excellent ideas (K)
Enjoy your reading!
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sissi2d · 1 year
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I cannot express with words how all your wonderful stories have deeply touched me throughout the years!
Thank you!
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You made my days brighter ✨
@lordeofstucky @jro616 @musette22 @andrea1717 @deadto27 @hellyeahbottombucky @ixalit @ambienthands @sparkagrace @ladywinfeyson @myexplosion @smolderingflame @capibuck @callmekayyyyy @darter-blue @silverstcloud-says @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy @sitatu @dreadlockholiday @voxofthevoid @ohcaptainmycaptain1918 @oh-i-swear-writes @maddiewritesstucky @kalee60 @humapuma @paper-storm @howdoyousleep3 @petite-madame @the1918 @notlucy @cleo4u2 @colorcoated01 @emphasisonem @bbuchanann
Among other amazing authors out there (that I might be missing out, I see you, and I thank you!)
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musette22 · 1 year
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Happy New Year Minnie! I was wondering if you have any recommendations or a list of your favorite Evanstan fics for someone who is just getting into the fandom. I’m in the mood for a bit of Chris Evans & Sebastian Stan. ☺️
Hiii, lovely!! Happy New Year to you too! 💖
I'm sorry for taking a little while to reply to your ask, I just needed to find a moment when I could sit down and gather all my faves! I'm sure I've missed out a ton of amazing fics because my brain is a sieve, but I do know that I've read and loved all of these 🥰 I really hope you will too! I'm so happy to hear you've been in an Evanstan mood (#relatable) and I hope these fics will scratch the itch <3
Happy reading, lovely! 😘
By @paper-storm
Where The Interstate Ends 
Don’t Say It Softly
With a Steady Hand, and a Little Time 
By @luninosity
A Place Not Far Away
come fly with me
Color in Everything
when you kiss me I just gotta say (baby I love you)
baby won’t you please) run your fingers through my hair
By @cable-knit-sweater
Waiting For You
Countermoves
About Damn Time
By other amazing authors:
the dizzy, dancing way you feel by @its-tortle
haylofts & cashmere by @sparkagrace
can you feel my heart beating, underneath these stars? by ixalit 
when i’m with you by betoning 
Sorry About My Brother by orphan account
notes from the in-between by radialarch
some days i (wish that i wasn’t myself) by notcaycepollard
What Dreams May Come by slf630
coloring by numbers by Claudia_flies
i’ve never seen anything quite like you by Lizzen, th_esaurus
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adreamwithin · 2 years
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Hey y'all 👋
The FSBC is celebrating our ONE YEAR anniversary this month! 🥳🎈🎉🎊
Back in the beginning, we used to read things in a very structured way but now, as we've grown to know each other, we are more go with the flow. Most often, @fsbc-librarian will toss out links to fics that are suited to our tastes. She knows us all so well that it's like having our own personal fic finder. We love her dearly for this. 🌹💋 We still have a semi-structured format for multi-chaptered, multi installment fics. But sometimes, when we're busy, nothing pleases like a good ol' oneshot. Am I right⁉️ I thought I'd give y'all a glimpse of what we've been reading lately in honor of our anniversary. Heed the tags and enjoy!
Cracks in the Ceiling by @ixalit
(bucky) needs some sugar in his bowl by @controlofwhatido
Not Easily Conquered by dropdeaddreams, WhatAreFears
Wedded Bliss by malfoys_minx
Bucky Barnes: Shower Menace by Dogsled
Day 1: Daddy Kink, Daddy Steve/Baby Bucky by @howdoyousleep3
Sandwich 'verse by @toffeecape
when you move, I'm moved by getouttaherevav
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aciremii · 1 year
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Hope all is well with you and yours 💖💛💖💛
@acrushedrosestillwins @alaskan-outsider @allegedlyann @bluesimplicity73 @buckybeardreams @buckyandthejets @cantabile-l @callmekayyyyy @curlsandbooty @dontcallmebree @deadto27 @darter-blue @fishyandclintbarton @fandomfluffandfuck @greyhavensking @greekgeek24k @howdoyousleep3 @hannah-stagram @hanitrash @ixalit @indyluckycharlie @its-tortle @jro616 @kalee60 @kocuria @korean-disaster @lovemesomerafael @loveforpreserumsteve @leehanji @layora88 @ladybugdreamer @musette22 @myexplosion @martelldoran @mycupofstars @mayflowersinapril @not-withoutyou @oh-i-swear-writes @petite-madame @mimikitkatpotato21 @snarky-drabbles @smutconnoisseur @stjohn27 @the1918 @thatemo-fangirl @trekchik @voxofthevoid @willbakewithstucky @wayward-lives @ywecanthavenicethingsanymore
Wishing this year is better then last for all
♾❤️🤗
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andrea1717 · 10 months
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I read this fic today and it's so so beautiful and also heartbreaking!
@ixalit ♥️
{ Square 10 (short fic under 1000 words) filled for the @ficreadingchallenge }
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kalee60 · 1 year
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Seven Sentence WIP tag game
Mandy @metalbvcky ! You gorgeous human you 😘 thanks for the tag and for the chance to share more of the longest running WIP I have 😂 I promise, I'm writing it (at a glacial pace - who'd have thought a kid would hamper my creativity... Lol)
Anyway here is a slightly nsfw snippet of my pre-war 'show me, don't tell me' friends to lovers fic...
"You ready?" Steve tried and failed to keep the waver from his voice, but Bucky didn't call him out, just shifted his hips.
"Have been for a long time," was the response.
Steve snapped his eyes to Bucky's, unable to work out why Bucky's words sounded laden with emotional intent, but he had no time to linger on thoughts, because his attention was dragged to the miniscule space between their bodies.
"Fuck…" Steve whispered, the enormity of how their relationship was about to change hitting him.
But he was ready - more than.
He held himself, lining up and pushed. The heat and tightness gripped him immediately, and he was completely lost
Tagging @darter-blue @hanitrash @ixalit @martelldoran & @maddiewritesstucky and anyone else who is writing something with no pressure at all - would love to see what you're all working on ✍️
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cable-knit-sweater · 2 years
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Chris’s hugeeeeee hands all over Seb are thoughts for every single second of every single day please and thank you! 😂😅😂😂😂 I was about to finally sleep but I can’t stop thinking about it🫠😅😅
Well honey, I definitely think about it a lot. Bless @ixalit for making this series of posts featuring those hands 🥴
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But uhm… since you asked. Some more thoughts below the cut. Hope you sleep well lovely, wishing you all the Evanstan dreams 💖💖
Sebastian’s just taken a shower after a long day, walking into their bedroom wearing just a towel wrapped around his waist. Chris is sitting on the bed, wearing soft sleep pants, a book in his hands, that he immediately throws on the side table as he sees Sebastian walk in.
“Come here baby,” he says, staring at his boyfriend, letting his eyes run up and down his body. Sebastian walks over, kneeling on the bed in front of him, and leans in for a kiss. He moans a little into Chris’s mouth when he feels his hands softly running through the hair at the back of his neck. They kiss slowly, unhurriedly for a while, Sebastian having crawled more into Chris’s lap.
Eventually, Chris lifts him up a little, the casual way in which he does this making Sebastian’s head spin a little. He carefully puts Sebastian down on the bed on his back, before leaning in again for a kiss. He starts to make his way down Sebastian’s jaw. “I think you had a long day baby. Let me take care of you?” He murmurs, and it’s not really a question that needs an answer. Sebastian’s never gonna say no to that.
Chris kisses his way down Sebastian’s neck, licking and biting a little, until he gets about halfway to his chest. He sits back on his haunches, staring down at Sebastian, who’s already starting to feel a little flushed, and a lot turned on. Chris hums, biting his lower lip as he looks at him, considering. Then he leans over to the bedside table, and gets something out, and Sebastian can just see it’s a bottle of massage oil.
He stares up at Chris, mouth slightly parted, and watches him pour a little oil on his hands before rubbing his hands together and warming it up. Sebastian doesn’t feel any shame in how his mouth waters slightly at the idea of those hands on him, or how he’s now tenting the towel still half wrapped around him. He groans the moment those hands meet his skin, warm, strong fingers rubbing against his chest, wanting to feel them all over his body.
Chris is so focused on the task at hand, his eyes not leaving the expanse of tanned skin he’s touching, in a way that makes Sebastian feel like he’s being worshiped. He feels himself sink further into the mattress, slowly melting, his head starting to feel cloudy with no other thoughts than his boyfriends hands on him.
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mxaether · 1 year
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I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS AND HAVE BEEN ABSOLUTELY BLESSED WITH THE MOST DELICIOUS FILTH, I'LL NEVER RECOVER https://archiveofourown.org/works/42777333 THANK YOU @hanitrash @neonbat666 (AND @ixalit) I DON'T DESERVE ANY OF YALL, BUT I'M SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU MIND THE TAGS WHEN U CLICK THRU
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fandomfluffandfuck · 7 months
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Stucky or Evanstan, knot worship 👀 Just those dudes being obsessed with their partner's knot. Mouth knotting? Sucking the blown knot after a handjob? I just need some obsessed knot-gobbling filth.
This is from the requests I got before I closed my writing requests for the school year, I'm not taking requests during the school year.
I think you'd enjoy this post from @/ixalit
Ooooh, yes, yes! I fucking love this prompt and I'm feeling evanstan for this because, well, I'm a simple man. There's not enough omegaverse RPF out there, so I must do my duty and add to the pile. You understand.
The thing that pulls Sebastian out from the feverish, thoughtless, deepest, darkest, and most primal part of his mind is a sound. He opens his eyes, trying to find out what that delicious, gravely noise was, but he doesn't gather any information whatsoever. His vision is spinning and blurred. Batting his wet, clumbed lashes doesn't help. How could he possibly function--how could he possibly think, how could he possibly see--when the smell of his alpha is so thick in his nose, rendering him drunk and pliant and dripping. What way is up and down? And why does he care again? He doesn't!
Sebastian's eyes flutter shut as he sucks loudly, lewdly around the impossibly jaw-aching thick stretch of his alpha's shaft and half-blown knot.
God.
Sebastian mouths harder. He's not just hungry for the ache in his jaw, the stretch of his lips, the expansion of the knot he craves so bad, but he's hungry to drink Chris' dark, heady musk. He's gorging himself on it straight from the source, open-mouthed, hot, and sloppy around his cock, his nose pressed nearly painfully tight against the thick, trimmed-never-shaved thatch of fragrant hair around the base of his cock. The thick hair, the skin, is soaked in his scent from the glands hidden there.
Sebastian has spent hours rubbing his face against his alpha here. He loves it here. His cock, his balls, and his sensitive skin. So painfully intimate. The smell is so strong that it leaves his knees weak. Sebastian would be crumbling to the floor if he weren't already there. Falling, landing hard on his knees and worshipping his alpha senselessly. Blindly. Hopelessly.
There is nothing like it.
Nothing like being on his knees and sucking cock. Worshipping his alpha's cock.
Fuck me.
Burning up, Sebastian pushes himself just a little bit harder against Chris, savoring how his hot, blunt cock fucks back farther into his throat. He gags softly, tears flow down his cheeks, but he holds himself there. He can feel the stutter of a sob in his burning lungs, but he needs this. He'd give up breathing for the rest of his days for this.
He needs this.
That sound happens again--
What?
Sebastian swallows. Drowning. It's no use. Thick strings of saliva mixed with copious amounts of pre-cum drool out from his swollen, candy-red lips, dripping obscenely, wetly down his chin, and onto his chest. He's naked. He's making a mess of himself. If he were wearing clothes, they'd be more fit to burn than wash and wear again. Burn like a sinner. He's so messy. So wet. Drool. Sweat. And--
Sebastian shivers hotly where he's kneeling, muscles soft and weak and useless.
Slick.
He's so, so, so slick.
There might be a puddle underneath him. And it makes him burn.
He's sitting on his feet, curling them under his own thighs, and he can feel the sweet, humid heat of his own slick between his cheeks, against the backs of his thighs, and spilling onto his heels and ankles. He's so wet, so soaked that it should be embarrassing.
It's not embarrassing.
Nothing is embarrassing when he has this feast in front of him, taking up the entirety of his consciousness. He can choke and sputter and moan and dive back in for more like his hindbrain demands him to, intoxicated completely by the sensation of having his mouth fucked, having his mouth claimed, stretched by his alpha and he still feels no embarrassment.
He can hear that wonderful, erotic sound of Chris' growled laughter and not feel a drop of shame. This is what he was meant for. He was meant to be kept as a knot-drunk, slutty, for-use omega and nothing else.
"'Mega," Chris' velvet voice is strained, groaning--delicious. "How long're you gonna stay down there, hm?"
Sebastian--
Sebastian moans. He swallows. His frantic heartbeat appears in his chest again, thundering. His desperate, achy dick comes back into his nervous system, demanding attention before he explodes.
Huh?
Wait-?
How long has he been here? How long has he been kneeling here, worshipping Chris' cock, his knot? Fucking himself silly on it? Getting drunk on it?
"You gonna stay there all night?"
Sebastian moans again, reckless, eyes squeezing shut tighter. He will. If he can. Now that Chris has brought it to his attention, he can feel the cramps tightening in his curled up legs. He can feel the deep, hot pit in his stomach where more and more of Chris' overflowing, potent pre-cum is pooling inside him. At his core. He can feel his chest fight to heave. Needing breath. He can feel every part of himself. He is wrapped up in this.
Wrapped around this.
How long has he been here?
Hours? Days? Weeks?
One of Chris' heavy, large hands weave itself into his hair while the other caresses his wide-open jaw. He growls. He paws at Sebastian's throat suddenly, feeling how deep Sebastian had shoved him in. And--
He puuuuuulls out.
It's a hot, wet, tight slide that leaves Seb's toes curling. Still, he can't hold in his panicked whimper. He needs that. He needs that cock inside him. It's all he wants. It completes him. Nothing feels as good as that cock inside him. Well, nothing feels as good as his knot inside him.
"Shh," Chris' voice is choppy with his lust. He pulls at his hair, forcing him to bear his throat, and Sebastian settles. His voice. His hands. His command. Anything. Anything his alpha wants from him, he can take.
Suddenly, alpha smacks the heavy, fat head of his cock down on his stupidly dripping tongue. Lips still wide open. Adsolutely no thoughts. Nothing but this.
God.
Sebastian mewls. His chest heaves. His toes curl. And he blinks, sending more tears down his flushed cheeks.
Fuck!
"So fuckin' pretty," Chris ruts against his tongue, rubbing just the tip against him. Letting him taste him. But nothing else.
Please. Please. Please.
"'S'that really all you want, 'mega?" Chris rumbles, "'s that all I am to you?" He's grinning. Sebastian hears it in his voice. Authoritative and teasing. "Just a cock, hm? A cock you'll shove anywhere 'cause you need it, hm?"
Sebastian sobs, yes! YES!
He wants more. More!
He needs--
More than just the tip! Chris is massive; he's an alpha, heavy and thick, and split-him-open-every-time large, but even so, when he just had him all the way to the base, his leaking tip feels like nothing! He needs his knot. He needs the stretch. He cries for it.
Desperate.
"Yeahhh," Chris answers his own questions, pleased by the answer. But he doesn't give Seb what he knows he needs.
Sebastian's alpha instead smears his cock over his wet, hot cheek. He's not just damp with tears and sweat anymore. He's got drool and pre-cum all over his face, too. Filthy. Absolutely filthy.
Please, please, please.
Sebastian cries brokenly. A sob rattling in his chest, around his pumping heart. All he can do is dive forward and mouth, starving, at his large, heavy balls. He smells so good here, too. And again--
Everything goes silent in Sebastian's head. All he knows is lick and suck and slurp. He wants both of Chris' balls in his mouth at once. His virility. But he can't. He can't get both of them in. They're so big.
So big.
The underside of his twitching, heavy cock rests against his forehead and drips molten into his completely fucked-up hair until Chris wraps himself up in a huge palm. He swears. He grits his teeth, groaning his omega's name like it's something holy.
Fuck.
The most primal animal inside--the anient omega locked up in his hindbrain--Sebastian purrs. It preens.
There is nothing like having his alpha's virility rubbed against his face. It should be humiliating, but that's not it. That's not why it's hot--not from the pulse of shame. He's far too gone for shame. It's hot because the animal inside him wants to be owned. It's what he's made for. To be claimed. To be used. To be ruined for everyone else. To be so ruined that every other alpha can see it and never looks at him without knowing who he belongs to.
Every other alpha will know.
He smells like his alpha's thick, musky arousal.
His mouth is swollen and wet and red from pleasing his alpha, holding him and taking him deep and sucking him.
His face is wet, tears, sweat, and his pre-cum.
His eyes are black with how turned on he is.
This is it.
This is what he wants. This is what he needs.
Claimed.
Owned.
Alpha's.
Alpha knows as he groans, bone-deep, that he's about to bust, and he knows that Sebastian is on the cusp of frantic, thoughtless tears; he can't decide if he wants his knot in his mouth, swallowing everything from his alpha or if he wants to see his heavy, fat knot squeezed in his thick, strong fingers while he further claims his face, painting him with his cum. He can't decide! Alpha knows.
Alpha knows.
And he makes the decision for him.
Thank fuck.
Chris pants, then he groans, and finally, he whines, pained, behind clenched, bared teeth as his knot pops.
Sebastian's mouth can't fucking close. And he's so fucking out of it, so consumed by fire and flames and heat that he doesn't know--
For a moment, he doesn't know where Chris chose to claim him. Where he chose to shove his knot.
Then--
Sebastian moans.
He goes boneless. Everything leaving his empty head besides the hot, branding splash of thick cum against his cheek. Across his nose. Painting his mouth. Dripping down his jaw.
This is heaven.
Rapture.
So, so much heat and pleasure assaults Sebastian, claimed by his alpha in the most obscene way, that he's sure he's cum, too. The only thing holding him up is Chris' vicious grip on his hair. He feels wetness drip out of him in dirty, filthy, thick globs. His hole is desperately jealous of his mouth, of his face, it aches to be stretched, to be filled, to be marked. Yet at the same time--
Chris shakes with his orgasm. He spurts more. Hot. Wet. Thick.
Oh!
Ah, ah, God! Sebastian cries out stupidly. His lust is unable to be contained inside his own body. It needs to come out.
It needs to come out!
This is--this is everything he needs. But he's never been anything if not greedy for his alpha, so the moment Chris is done painting him, shuddering and struggling through his orgasm, he dives forward, mouth open, lips wet, and mouths hungrily at the throbbing, overheated side of shaft and blown knot. It's so fat and thick, and Sebastian's gut twists up in tight tangles, thinking about how it feels when it's inside him. Fat and thick and heavy and hot in his mouth or in his ass. Stretching him. How does he fit that inside him? He was made for it, but HOW?
His mouth waters more.
He needs to taste it. He doesn't even care that Chris is still fisting his cock. He sucks and mouths at his fingers too. He doesn't care. He's hungry.
So... yeah... evanstan omegaverse 👀
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themculibrary · 1 year
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hii can i have some howling commandos focused fics? (preferably gen or stucky) ♡ tyy
Ghosts of War (ao3) - eden22 steve/bucky E, series, 326k
Summary: The Winter Soldier is sent to kill Captain America. It puts a bullet through his skull. The Winter Soldier is sent to kill Steven Grant Rogers. It puts— wait, no.
The Winter Soldier blinks at the skinny asthmatic man glaring up at it.
Shit, it thinks.
In 1941, the Winter Soldier does not kill Steven Grant Rogers.
In 1941, it decides to become a person, and to rewrite history instead.
it's not like a tree (when the roots have to end) (ao3) - ixalit steve/bucky M, 4k
Summary: Steve scans those trees for a glimpse of blue fabric, the shine of a rifle. There needs to be something. Bucky will saunter up any moment with a cocky grin, sling an arm over Steve’s shoulders, and make the same tired quip about how he used to fit under there “just like a snug li’l bug in a rug.” Bucky’ll show up and prove to Steve that everything’s fine. Everything’s okay. Everything’s—
“Steve?”
Steve whirls around, hands poised for a fight without the shield, but it’s just Bucky; no hostiles. He’s standing there, safe, leaning against a tree not ten feet away. “Bucky.” He’s upright and alive and Steve can finally breathe. “Thank fuck, I was starting to—”
“Steve,” Bucky says louder, more insistent. “Don’t panic, okay?”
Piss Poor Judgment (ao3) - thecommodore_squid (orphan_account) steve/bucky G, 3k
Summary: It had never occurred to Steve that this could be a problem before.
“All good, Cap?” Morita yelled from several meters away.
“I have to take a fucking piss!” Steve yelled back, kind of dumbfounded with how to handle this situation.
AKA Surprisingly, Steve's list of superpowers does not include the Ability To Hold Your Pee During A Battle, which is a dilemma that echoes throughout centuries, to Bucky's horror.
The Ties That Bind (ao3) - Odsbodkins steve/bucky E, 26k
Summary: In the eyes of God, Steve Rogers was dead. He was still breathing, still walking around, but he was dead.
We'll Meet Again, Punk (ao3) - triskele_93 steve/bucky M, 20k
Summary: "So will you please say hello, to the folks that I know. Tell them, I won't be long."
Best friends since childhood, Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes were inseparable on both school yard and battlefield. But neither of them planned for the horrors that would face them. This is a tale of friendship, love and loss spanning a lifetime or two.
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musette22 · 9 months
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Hi minnie, I hope you're doing great! I don't know if you've already read this fic that I'm about to scream a little about or not,
“little tipsy on your love” by ixalit who's also your mutual if i'm not totally getting things mixed up.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32819365
I don't know what to say, I just love it. It's so SWEET and yet so sexy. Ugh. If you haven't read it yet, please do minnie. I know you'll love it. And If you already have, then I'm sorry for all the words. 😂 I recommend it to everyone though. And please remember to leave kudos for the writer.
Thank you, have a nice night/day wherever you are 💗
Hello baby!! I'm doing pretty well, thank you, I hope you are too? 🥰 Ahhh yes yes, I LOVE Max's Evanstan, it's always so lovely and sexy and wonderful and this one is no exception 😍 I somehow hadn't read it yet, but I love it!! I'm glad you enjoyed it so much too 💖
Here's the link for anyone who's interested! Have a great day, honey! 😘
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adreamwithin · 1 year
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I posted 149 times in 2022
That's 147 more posts than 2021!
8 posts created (5%)
141 posts reblogged (95%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@fsbc-librarian
@musette22
@maddiewritesstucky
@thedamageofherdays
@hanitrash
I tagged 5 of my posts in 2022
#stucky - 5 posts
#bucky barnes - 3 posts
#steve rogers - 2 posts
#marvel - 1 post
#interview - 1 post
#podcast - 1 post
#oh-i-swear-writes - 1 post
#the librarian - 1 post
#fic recs - 1 post
Longest Tag: 17 characters
#oh-i-swear-writes
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
My Pinterest really out here spying on me. 👀
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Steve Rogers. ✅ Football. ✅ Balls. ✅
This serves as your official reminder to check out the JockVerse by the unparalleled @maddiewritesstucky
Good hustle 🏈
This is my first ever Tumblr post, folks.
I feel ✨ accomplished✨
#stucky #stevebucky #steverogers #buckybarnes #fanfic #ao3
8 notes - Posted April 22, 2022
#4
There's literally only *one* acceptable response to this question ✅
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Link to this neat quiz 👇
#hell yeah 🔥 #once and for all 👩‍⚖️ #iconic stucky moments #facts
13 notes - Posted October 1, 2022
#3
*rubs hands together deviously*
The FSBC wants to thank y'all for this new material. 🙏
We're excited to read these fresh™️ fics from @oh-i-swear-writes @humapuma and @this-wayward-life.
You can find them (and more upcoming 👀) here:
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#ao3 #silver-fox-steve-bang #stucky #thank you for my porn #discord be poppin 🍾 #the FSBC reads
13 notes - Posted July 21, 2022
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Hey y'all 👋
The FSBC is celebrating our ONE YEAR anniversary this month! 🥳🎈🎉🎊
Back in the beginning, we used to read things in a very structured way but now, as we've grown to know each other, we are more go with the flow. Most often, @fsbc-librarian will toss out links to fics that are suited to our tastes. She knows us all so well that it's like having our own personal fic finder. We love her dearly for this. 🌹💋 We still have a semi-structured format for multi-chaptered, multi installment fics. But sometimes, when we're busy, nothing pleases like a good ol' oneshot. Am I right⁉️ I thought I'd give y'all a glimpse of what we've been reading lately in honor of our anniversary. Heed the tags and enjoy!
Cracks in the Ceiling by @ixalit
(bucky) needs some sugar in his bowl by @controlofwhatido
Not Easily Conquered by dropdeaddreams, WhatAreFears
Wedded Bliss by malfoys_minx
Bucky Barnes: Shower Menace by Dogsled
Day 1: Daddy Kink, Daddy Steve/Baby Bucky by @howdoyousleep3
Sandwich 'verse by @toffeecape
when you move, I'm moved by getouttaherevav
67 notes - Posted October 5, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
The husband sent this gem to me.
Him: this sounds like one of your fics.
Me: 👀👀👀
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#O.K., who's writing this?!!? #prompt #stucky
126 notes - Posted November 28, 2022
Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →
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endlesstwanted · 10 months
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Chase’s Summer Fic Reading Bingo
Hello friends, I signed up for the @ficreadingchallenge so I would actually do some reading this summer. I got a whole set of new AUs I’ve never read or even written, so this is going to be exciting!!
I spent an afternoon looking for fics to read, and now that I’ve started, I thought it’s best to update this kind of masterpost as I go to share these stories with you all :) They are, so far, Marvel fanfics.
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Space AU
Heist: The Hacker and the Thief by Blizzard_Fire (Bruce/JARVIS, 3.3k)
Mistaken identity
Found family
Short fic (<1000 words): Sketch by otpcutie (Peter Parker/Steve, 523 words)
Rec'd by a friend: Hiraeth by ixalit (Bucky/Steve, 895 words)
Pets
Werewolf AU
Fix-it fic
Happy ending: You Jam my Gears by Purple_ducky00 (Rhodey/Sam, 2.1k)
Genderbend: As Thick As Thieves by gottalovev (Steve/Tony, 4.5k)
Crossover fic
Free pace
Sports AU: Can He Fight? by bardocksheadband (Namor/Shuri, 1.4k)
5+ years old fic
Historical AU
Rarepair
Under the influence: Q = mc ΔT by HankyPranky (Bruce/Peter Parker, 2.7K)
Mythical creature
Hurt/comfort
Long fic (>25,000 words)
New (to you) pairing
Gen fic
Lyrics title - listen to the song too!: as it was by captasha_universe (Steve/Natasha, 1.5k)
Vampire AU
Total words read: 17,338 Last update: 18/07/2023
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