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Journey Back to the South~ *COMPLETE MASTERLIST!!!!!!
Muriel x MC (my female OC named Rhemi) fanfic— YES there is SMUT in here.... a lot...
Part 1-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/616503753624977408/journey-back-to-the-south-muriel-x-mc-female-oc
Part 2-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/616784075570724864/journey-back-to-the-south-part-2-no-smut-but
Part 3-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/617059513979256832/journey-back-to-the-south-part-3-swf-fluff-and
Part 4-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/617598656814727168/journey-back-to-the-south-part-4-muriel-x-mc
Part 5-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/618495011181527041/journey-back-to-the-south-part-5-muriel-x-mc
Part 6-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/619934397542678528/journey-back-to-the-south-part-6
Part 7-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/621137798532087808/journey-back-to-the-south-part7
Part 8-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/622136404709867520/journey-back-to-the-south-part-8-the
Part 9-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/624478260174241792/journey-back-to-the-south-part-9
Part 10-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/626751186563940352/journey-back-to-the-south-part-10
Part 11-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/629650240227704832/journey-back-to-the-south-part-11-smut-time
Part 12-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/630471173548998656/journey-back-to-the-south-part-12-smut
Part 13-> https://madllamamomma.tumblr.com/post/632551932966354944/journey-back-to-the-south-part-13-final-chapter
You can also find this in AO3 (archive of our own) under the same username and title. 😋
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
Pumpkin bread P3~
Your hands clasp your mouth in shock and embarrassment. Did I just say that?
“Muriel– I.” You start to feel yourself fall backwards, he catches you before your back hits the floor, still trying to get his breath under control. You still cover your hot face with your hands tightly, as he sits you up and pulls you into his chest. He awkwardly struggles to find some words. “….Uh…what was– …….Did that– …..was that–….are you ok–?”
You finally blurted out, “Oh god! I’m so sorry!”
“What–wh–why are you apologizing?” Frustration and confusion in his voice.
“I don’t know! Because of Asra!” Your voice is muffled as you speak through your hands.
“Because of…What? What do you mean ‘because Asra’?”
“…..He made a stupid pumpkin bread with seduction elixir. He left it on the freakin’ table in the back room.”
“… what?”
You eye peers through your parted fingers. “…….And– and I ate some of it.”
“Uuuuhhhhhhhh…….” He blankly stares at you. “Why?”
“I was hungry!! I didn’t know! You know how I love pumpkin bread!”
You start to feel your heartbeat ringing in your ears again. This moment of sanity isn’t going to last long. Tears start to overwhelm your eyes but you don’t dare show them.
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the 6
summary: you’re being a little too bratty for peter’s liking, so he takes a leaf out of spider-man’s book and punishes you the first way that comes to mind.
warnings: smut; swearing, teasing, dirty talk, dom!peter, spitting, use of web-shooters, overstimulation, multiple orgasms.
word count: 5,468
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Thor’s favorite flavor of pop-tart is cherry.
Clint has various nest throughout the tower vents. Sometimes he even sleeps up there.
Natasha secretly loves Nicki Minaj.
Steve does too.
Bucky is a cat person and loves going to shelters to play with them.
Tony has food hidden all throughout the tower.
Bruce loves watching kids shows. It relaxes him. Sometimes Tony even catches him humming the theme songs.
Tony once rigid J.A.R.V.I.S. to play “Hammer Time” every time Thor walked into a room.
In retaliation, Thor had J.A.R.V.I.S. play “Heartless”.
Steve is a horrible chief, but an amazing baker.
Pietro once tried to run on water. That was the same day they learned he can’t swim.
Wanda loves reality shows.
Thor is amazing at chess.
Sam was a Captain America nerd as a child.
Bruce prefers tea to coffee.
Clint and Natasha have contests to see who can stick as many magnets to Bucky’s arm before getting caught. Natasha holds the record at 37.
~Jaz
Summary: As a way to stay abstinent, you color in coloring books to distract you when you feel sexual urges. That’s until your father’s gardener comes to play.
Pairing: Bucky x Black!Reader 18+
WC: 6.9K (i got sooo CARRIED AWAY I AM SORRY)
Warnings: PURE SMUT, innocence kink (is that a thing?), this might get nasty so watch out, loss of virginity, Daddy kink, mentions of extremely religious parents and religion in general, masturbation using a hair brush handle, unprotected sex (just use condoms guys, thanks)
A/N: If you like it all I ask is that you leave verbal feedback, thank yooou
You have always been sheltered. Your parents always wanted to hide the real world from you and fed you lies to scare you away from things so you didn’t do them. They’d tell you things like sex would kill you if you didn’t do it with the man you were married to, or your fingers would turn blue and fall off if you tried to please yourself. It sounded absurd but you believed it. You were homeschooled so you never got a real education or made real friendships. You didn’t know why they didn’t let you out like other kids but that’s how you grew up.
That’s how you got here, still in your pink and lilac room coloring in your coloring book while laying on your stomach. Your mother forced it upon you when you were 16. She told you to color in it whenever you felt those tingles in your private parts, that way you would keep your hands busy so you wouldn’t touch yourself. You got those tingles quite a bit, that’s why there were two stacks of coloring books in the corner of your room that you finished cover to cover. You rubbed your legs together as your colored and dropped your head a little against the book and sighed as the friction started to feel good. You were 20 and had no idea what you were doing but it felt really good. Your heart beat started to pound in your ears as you moved your hips back and forth, you started to feel an intense feeling and stopped yourself, heavily breathing in and out through your nose. You realized what you were doing and scolded yourself as you continued to color.
“Y/N!,” you heard your father’s voice on the other side of the door with a knock.
“Come in!,” You hummed. He came in and saw you coloring and shook his head, knowing what that meant. He hated seeing you coloring because that meant you were feeling “urges to sin”.
“Come downstairs. The gardener is coming today and I want you to meet him so you can tell him what you want in your corner of the garden,”
You squealed enthusiastically and hopped up out of bed. Long forgetting your urges. Your lilac dress bouncing with you and your dad told you to not do that around the gardener, “Yes, sir,” you nodded. He led you down stairs and brought you outside with your mother so you could decide and be dead set on what part of the garden you wanted. You chose the the corner in the far back that was hidden by a small wall of shrubs.
“Hellooo, Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N? I’m Bucky the Gardener,” he called from the other side of the gate.
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