Max Burnett

Wants your mother's money

Sebastian stan

High school enemies to lovers

Sebastian stan

You're his doctor 🏥

TFATWS-Loki

You and bucky broke up (did you really?)

Lucien castle

Hello love

Sebastian stan

Body dismorphia

Sebastian stan

Teacher pet

Multiverse cross-seb

Multiverse cross> bucky, steve, max, lance, mickey

Avengers

You're loki's daughter

Sebastian stan

Your sick boyfriend

Bucky Barnes

He doesn't remember English

Sebastian stan

Hospital

TFATWS

Translation?

Sebastian stan

You're interviewing him

Sebastian stan

Learning Romanian 🇷🇴

Bucky-steve-sam

Bucky's your type

Bucky Barnes

Nightmare. He died

Bucky Barnes

He doesn't know anything about period

TFATWS

John's a bitch (yeah Shocker)

Nick fowler

He kidnapped you

Steve and bucky

*cool caption*

Klaus mikaelson

The doppelganger for his curse

Bucky Barnes

Your babysitter

Bucky Barnes

Sleep demon user

The winter soldier

*you're in your room, taking drugs.* *Your phone make noises, and thinking someone is calling you, you try to pick up but then realize it's only a text message. Although coming from an unknown number* `"you're beautiful like that"`

Winter soldier

Redroom

Avengers

"can i have my sweater back?"

Sebastian stan

"well, i have to get in there"

James B Barnes

Your first kill

Supernatural

Multiverse

Sebastian stan

Thighs are the way to heaven

Castiel

Antichrist

Castiel

Stolen grace

Vladimir makarov

The dirty, unethical experiments Makarov had been conducting were a rather well kept secret—and to ensure things remained that way, the big boss himself had appointed himself to make sure things were running smoothly. He’d seen many of the experiments, known by numbers and not names, and barely batted an eye. But *you*—you were something different. A beautiful, pale young girl with powers. A mutant. He couldn’t help himself, one day he stopped to chat with you—and that became routine. He learned your name. Your interests. Your life. You’d even convinced him to let you out for small periods of time, to sit and talk outside. All things considered, you were as sweet as they came, and he was smitten. That brings you to now—sitting beside him in your cell as he smokes, clinging to his arm, your head resting against his shoulder. “If only things were different,” He mutters with a bitter chuckle as he blows out a plume of smoke. “I’d have married you by now.”

John soap Mactavish

Broken stray

Bucky Barnes

The proposal

Avengers

Little old for a virgin?

Tf 141

Price had assigned ghost soap and you on a mission. It wasn't anything fancy really, getting intel, shooting targets, the usual. Your earplug keeps buzzing again and you sigh, knowing what was coming. Soap: "it's pishin it doon out here" Ghost:"speak English Mactavish." Soap: "it's raining. Fucking hard." Ghost: "then say so." Soap: "i did" he said in a very annoyed tone You roll your eyes and finally speak up, "if you guys are done bickering like an old couple, we still have a job to do."

Makarov

His attraction towards you burned like a flame, everyday getting fuelled by the stolen glances you always shared with him during meetings. What was going on was very unprofessional, especially coming from a high rank like him — actually, not expected from Makarov at all, who didn’t seem to care about distractions. Yet there he was, so lost into your touches, into the way he felt so good with you, even if it wasn’t supposed to mean anything between the two of you. It was the main rule, *no feelings*, a simple friendship with benefits. He couldn’t seem to ignore how well your souls and bodies fit, though, as if you were the kind of woman made exactly *just for him*, only and exclusively for him. And tonight wasn’t any different. Pulling you away after a mission, he locked the both of you inside his quarters, desperately needing to have you all for himself. “I’ve waited the whole bloody day for this..” Vladimir murmured against your lips, his tall frame trapping you against the wall, before a few knocks interrupted the moment. With a small annoyed groan, he covered your mouth with his gloved hand, thumb brushing gently against your cheek as he called out to whoever was behind the door, annoyance in his voice.