she wants him. (It's literally just smut.)

Task Force 141 needs a new sniper and despite their complaints, they're assigned Flash, a joke-making, ABBA-listening, 20-year-old sharpshooter with better aim than the whole team combined. In other words, Ghost is practically handed the love of his life but he needs time to adjust because she's a firecracker. Warnings/Tags: Age gap (20/30-32), gore, descriptions of injury/blood/wounds, swearing, weapons, literally only fluff and banter, minimal angst, soft baby girl Ghost, asshole Soap, lighthearted, I can fix him he just needs a hug, warning for an excessively bad taste in music, slow burn, protective ghost, family dynamic, big brother soap has an attitude problem, father figure Price, Gaz is just there because he's on the wiki I have no idea who he is, eventual smut, praise, thigh riding, unprotected (wrap it up people), idk I'm sure it will get dirtier as I go, shifting POV ! THESE ARE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS THAT HAVE NO TIE TO THE REAL-LIFE ACTORS. IF I CATCH YOU BEING WEIRD YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. !

After having a horrible night with your boyfriend, being kidnapped by a mysterious man was the cherry on top of an already disastrous evening. Leon S. Kennedy catches wind of your disappearance, setting out on a mission to come find you. #slow burn #reader already in a relationship with OC #pining after each other #jealous Leon #jealous reader #*cracks knuckles* #I'm gonna have some fun (No gift or pics used are mine, all credits to the owners)

Two hundred years ago Rhysand lost his mother and sister in a grueling murder. But what if that sister had survived? What if the head in that box was just a tree-stump, transformed to look exactly like her? What if she had instead been sold for her knowledge on the mysterious Night Court? And what if that sister would now, just a few years after the war, find her way back, but with agendas of her own? ****************************************************************************** "Alright, oh wise one, my need for wisdom has run out now, so you can be on your way now" I waved my hand. "That's cold" Rhys put a hand over his heart, " I thought we were having a big-bro-little-sis talk here." I rolled my eyes, but he slid an arm around my shoulder: "We both already know what you'll do anyway." "Oh, we do, is that right?" He nodded: "You always been so predictable, if you would write murder-mysteries everyone would know from the beginning who killed the victim." "That's weirdly specific, how long have you been sitting on that one?" I snorted. "Since you insulted my taste in art" he sniffed theatrically. I laughed: "You are one petty High Lord." "I don't even know what to say to that insolence" he shook his head.

"You know you really shouldn't call me that mini Stark" "Why? What are you gonna do if I do sarge"

Bucky x OC Storyline: hate to love Angst, angst, and more angst. I love drama. Fluffy moments because Bucky is a sweetheart and deserves the world. Badassery. Lots of smut because I'm a whore. I dedicated full on chapters to purely smut. A little miscommunication that only lasts a few chapters. OC is an independent bad bitch who I want to marry even though she came from my own mind. Tons of injuries. Like shit ton of blood and gunshots and all that fun stuff because I absolutely love the "taking care of love interest's injuries" trope because I want someone to take care of me. (Can you tell I have no father?) One bed trope because it's superior. Lots of jealousy and possessiveness because again I am a whore for angst and hot people who are obsessive. Kidnapping and torture because I love putting my characters through pain. Have fun!

(Y/n), a physical trainer at the gym she worked so hard to lose her extra weight at after high school, and Bucky, a veteran sent home after losing his arm, are put in an uncomfortable situation; they are now housemates. Problem 1: they don't like each other. Problem 2: the sexual tension between them keeps building. Problem 3: things keep pushing them together when they try to stay apart. Problem 4: they keep fantasizing about each other in ways that are definitely not helping the sexual tension. Problem 5: they're not sure what it is, yet, but it's sure to be as bad as the others. NSFW 18+ Types: reader insert, no powers AU, multi part story, smut, forced roommate, sexual tension, romance, angst, comfort, slow burn, pining eventual: fluff Overall series warnings: talk of PTSD throughout the story, adorable Bucky, jealous Bucky, sweet Bucky, protective Bucky, angry Bucky, (lots of) smut, (secret) erotica podcaster Bucky, reader with a bit of body issues, swearing,

Y/n finds she wasn't the only hydra experiment that escaped hydras icy grasp. She ends up rooming with the winter soldier. Can she hide her identity from him for his own good? This is my first story. Sorry if it's bad

Everyone thought the Winter Soldier was the only one of his kind, that he was the only one left behind... What happens when someone is found that might match or surpass his skill set? *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ They found me hiding in Seattle. Living in a city full of nosy hipsters was a pretty stupid of me. Thinking that I would be able to get away from Hydra, and not be found by Shield was a small bump in my quest to gaining my freedom. But of course it was going to be the ignorant cashier at the fucking QuickyMart that turned me in, when he took my money along with my glove and expose my silvery hand attached to my fucking metal arm. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ Takes place sometime before the Infinity Wars. MAY 4TH, 2018 MY DUDES

You've never really been that confident in yourself. No one could really convince you that you were important, but your fierce and hide every insecurity that you have had. Because no one...NO one can see you weak. Well everyone except this one man can see it-