Deep Web - 02

Deep Web - 02

Pairing: The Winter Soldier x Reader

Summary: he pays her a visit

Warning/s:  not proofread, cursing, violence, brainwashing (buckeroo), please be warned

Word Count: 2149

A/N: I lied 😭 there’s no smut in this one but it’s dark…ish?

Chapter One

“The asset has not completed his mission yet. It’s been almost a month. You think the Captain is still trying to get ahold of him? Shall we put the asset back on the chair?” 

“Remind me what his mission is again?”

“The Y/L/N girl”

“Ah… Yes. Y/N. Pretty girl. Too bad… I don’t think the Captain has anything to do with this. I think the asset has gone… soft.”

“What shall we do then?”

“Put him on the chair. If he still fails to finish the mission, take care of the girl yourself.” 

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Thor’s Kitten

Request:  Hi can I request a dark!thor fic? Something where reader falls asleep in his bed(I imagine it’s the biggest and most comfy and unused cuz it’s Thor). She doesn’t know he’s coming tho and when he finds her he thinks she’s like a welcome back gift. So he uses her until she wakes up. Thank you!

Warnings: Rough sex, Dark!Thor,  Non-con (Please do not read if this offends you), turns into dub con.  

Pairing:  Thor x reader

Words:  2500

A/N:  this is FILTHY!!

It was a stupid chore.  Changing the linens on every royal’s room in the palace even if they hadn’t slept there the night before.  Here you found yourself changing the sheets on Prince Thor’s bed for the twelfth day in a row when he was no where to be found, probably fighting some important battle.  You doubted he was even on Asgard.  

You dropped the clean set of sheets on the chair next to the bed and looked at the flawless mattress.  The gold and red comforter and satin pillow cases looked so inviting.   It was large enough you had to get on your knees and crawl across the thing to get the linens down so you were aware how soft it was.  

A yawn left your mouth.  This was your final task of the day.  You looked down at your blue dress.  You were leaving here to meet up with friends and already changed out of the maid’s uniform.  Managed to freshen up your hair and makeup too.    

You changed early since the servant’s rooms were on the far side of the palace and you didn’t want to walk back after doing this meaningless task.  Nobody was expecting to see you again the rest of the night.  You told your friends you weren’t coming, you could still surprise them a few hours late.  There really was no need to rush.  

Besides, the bed looked so inviting.   Another yawn left and you fell forward, hugging an untouched pillow, spreading out over the massive piece of furniture.  Just a little cat nap, you told yourself as you drifted off.  

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“That was a battle for the ages.”  Loki took off his helmet as they walked into the palace.  

“Another victory for Asgard.”  Thor ran his fingers through his locks.  “One that must be celebrated.”  

He looked to his comrades.  They all looked exhausted.  Lady Siff shook her head.  

“None of you want to play?”  Thor turned to look at them, holding his arms up.  “Surely you have the spirit for celebration brother?”  

“I’m having a kitten sent to your room.”  Loki laughed.  “That way you will always have something to entertain yourself, since none of us can keep up.”  

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Damn, is she dead, dead?

Where You Belong (5)

Curtis Everett x Reader

Synopsis: (Based on Snowpiercer) You are a Forward section passenger who finds herself condemned to the Tail section after offending Wilford. (If you have not seen the film Wikipedia has an excellent synopsis of the plot and characters).

 ***********TRIGGER WARNING*************

****I’M ADDING PAST PHYSICAL ABUSE AND GRAPHIC VIOLENCE TO THIS CHAPTERS WARNINGS*****

Warning: This is a non / dubious consent work. This story contains violence, explicit smut and adult themes. 

When you woke Curtis was gone. The shackle on your wrist, however, was very much present. You tamped down your disappointment. It had been stupid to think sharing his bed would have changed his low opinion of you. Still, you had hoped. 

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Welcome to Australia...

Where an already endangered species is on the brink of functional extinction...

Oh, and 500 million animals unique to this country have already lost their lives, upon homes that have been destoryed and lives lost of people as well...

I mean... we're only living in a literal inferno...

415 fires. Fuck are we dying...

Oh yeah and people are just fleeing to the damn ocean, you know?

Do you want to know what Hell on Earth looks like..?

Because there it is in all it's unfiltered, firey rage...

There it is... my home from space...

This is only the beginning. Our country has not only entered a new decade, it seems a new dawning era as well, because this flaming apocalypse doesn't show any sign of stopping any time soon.

And you know what saddens me? I've never seen Australian tragedies trending here on this website. I mean it's been going on for months and only now does it seem to really be getting recognized, even if it is only at #9.

And I'm going to be honest with you here - the internet, and media in general is so American centric, this website being no exception. You'd think that an entire continent being on fire for several months with devastating consequences would have more recognition, but no, it really doesn't. The most notes I've ever seen on a post about the Australian fires is at least a few thousand, and that's about it.

So just... please. If you can, with this post or any other post in regards to the fires going on down here, reblog. Because the only thing that should be spreading like wildfire, is a post about a burning country...

Snowed In

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary - Between a huge fight with Tony and a freak Nor'easter, your Christmas plans are ruined, but are they really?

Warnings - Fluff…probably a curse word or two

Word Count - 2.9K

Notes - This is just a bit of Christmas fluff I wrote a few years ago! Enjoy! 

Masterlist

As you stood in the long line of people in the crowded airport, you thought back to November 1st when you’d had such high hopes for this Christmas season.  You’d been so excited for all of the Christmas movies and shopping and decorating and snow!  You knew you’d be going back home for the actual holiday, but the thought of snow covering the city and making the lights glow just a little bit brighter had made your heart so happy.  Then everything had fallen apart, all because of Tony Stark.

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hate-hate relationship

a/n: more hate sex with richie for you sluts i hope you enjoy

warnings; this is truly and utterly FILTHY i promise you

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