So Damn True!!! Fell In Love With Him When I Was 14 Watching Not Another Teen Movie.. Now I Am 34 And

I was on google and look what i found!!!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT BALLS!!!!!! i want him so bad. I didnt think they could get any hotter but i was fucking wrong.. HELP ME IM DEAD!!

FRANK ADLER | GIFTED (2017) | dir. MARC WEBB

I went ahead and did something!!! I should not have adult money.... I went and purchased a Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan calender. I fucking love those two so damn much!!! I have almost every movie they have been in!!!

HEHEHEHHE❤️❤️❤️🥲🥲

GAHHH *slurp slurp* 🫣🫣

I love dark and evil Steve and Bucky!!!!! Omg so good

First and Last

A late addition to @jtargaryen18​‘s 4K challenge. Congrats, Snow Queen! You deserve it!!! Pairing: Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader, Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader Summary: Masquerading as Beta was an easy choice. Too bad Bucky Barnes had other plans for you. Word Count: 3,500 Warnings: Rape/Non-Con (do NOT read if this upsets you!), possessive behavior, forced bond. 18+ Please!!! This is not beta-read, so any and all mistakes are my own!

“Captain Rogers? You wanted to see me, sir?” you asked as you walked into his office, pausing when he closed a file on his desk.

“Steve,” he replied kindly, gesturing to the chair at the front of his desk. “Please, take a seat.”

You walked over and quietly sat down, wondering why you had been called in. 

“Relax. You’re not in any kind of trouble,” he assured you, smiling a bit when you looked more comfortable. “I actually wanted to tell you that you’ve been doing an excellent job.”

“Oh. Thank you, Cap- Steve,” you said, trying not to preen under the praise. It wasn’t something most betas would do. 

As far as everyone knew, that’s what you were…a beta. A strong, capable force to be reckoned with. Someone still respectful to Alphas, but not one to be coddled or treated differently because biology dictated it. That wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted to be treated as an equal.

Society had come far, but not far enough. When you presented as an omega, you were treated as fragile and expected to find an alpha to serve. And some certainly tried to push their way in. So you took defense classes. You were smart. You studied. You weren’t going to limit yourself just because some people were still stuck in the old mindset. 

It wasn’t easy having everything changed to state that you were a beta, but it got you where you were. Fellow agents and everyone else alike treated you fairly because of how hard you worked. The scent blockers and suppressants helped you maintain the masquerade. Only your medical file told the truth and no one had access to that. If they knew the truth…it would all be undone. 

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Did this before but now I'm gonna do it with Caleb!!!

Oh i can imagine the possibilites

this bucky with this steve

So, ummm Chubby Bucky and Alpine.

This literally stole my heart ❤

Pairing: Chubby Librarian Bucky x Reader.

Warnings: Fluff. Alpine. Chubby Bucky wearing a sweater.

A/N: HC #1

Likes comments and rebogs are appreciated.

Your boyfriend is a softie. He’s as soft as his belly and you love him even more because he’s such a sweetheart. You watched your soft-spoken librarian patiently guide his elderly patrons through the rows of books and read off titles until they find the one they want. He waives fines for any kid who forgets to return their books on time because he’s just happy they’re reading. Bucky orders your favorite books and hides a copy of all new releases under his desk so you always have first dibs.

So it’s no surprise that he would adopt a stray kitten.

The night he found little alpine, it had been drizzling all day. The library was empty most of the day, so he spent his time organizing the shelves, catching up on reading and sending you risque pictures. Even when he’s sending you a filthy snap, his face is burning and you can practically hear his flustered tone when he sends a message right after the pic, asking if you liked it. The familiar shade of bright red gracing his cheeks has you giggling even as you ogle his impressive body. Yes. You like. You like it a lot.

And you planned on showing him how much when he gets off.

You’re waiting for him outside the library in his car with the seat pushed back, your feet on the dash, scrolling through tiktok while Bucky closed up the library. The steady patter of the rain on the windshield lulling you to sleep. Fighting off a yawn, you smile when his picture flashes across your screen. “Hey, Buck-”

Bucky cuts you off with a frantic gasp. “Listen Peach, stay on the line with me, kay?”

You sit up, brows furrowing in concern, you hear rattling in the background. “What? What’s going on baby?”

Bucky clutches the phone to his ear, holding a novel in his other hand, slowly raising it above his head as he peeks around the corner. “Someone broke into the building. They’re messing up my children’s section.”

“Hold I’m coming in-”

“The hell you are! “M not letting some crazy person hurt you. I-” Bucky swallows, pushing down his nerves into his chest, he takes a deep breath. “I got this.” He glances at the book in his hand. “I have a weapon Peach.” Bucky takes another look at his book. Actually no. He really likes this one. He gently sets it down on a table and balls up his fist.

He flinches at the loud crash echoing through the library, whispering that he’s okay. Ignoring your pleas for him to turn around, he follows the noises. This is his library and he’s not going to let anyone mess up his library. Bucky also wants you to think he’s brave but he’s not going to say that aloud.

Bucky skids to a stop, his blue eyes widening in horror. It's not the upturned potted plants or the displays scattered on the floor that he's worried about. One of his favorite novels is on the ground, the spine cracked. Someone hurt one of his books. It takes a lot to upset your man. So when he hissed that he’s going to lose his shit on whoever destroyed a Tolkein book, you sit up even straighter. You feel a tinge of shame at the dull throb that blooms between your thighs. But damn, you didn’t know his voice could get that deep and his angry tone sounds sexy.

You’ll explore that later.

“I’m going to kick their ass, I swear to-” Bucky glances up. His phone drops to the ground and you hear muffled “Oh my god, oh my god peach.”

“Bucky? Bucky!” you call out. The sounds of clattering and a dull thud echo through your phone. You repeat his name but he doesn't respond. Without hesitation, you jump out of your car, you let out a frustrated scream as you get pulled back in by your seatbelt. After a brief fight with it, you manage to free yourself. You run up the stairs to the entrance and burst inside, glancing around the empty space, you sprint past the main desk to the children’s section. Your heart is hammering in your chest, shit why didn’t you grab a weapon. You start to take a book off the shelf figuring you can at least throw it at the intruder. Then you see the author. Oh wait, this is Livingston, no you can’t throw Livingston.

There’s a strange soft rumbling, it sounds so familiar but in your panic, you cant’ fully recognize it, almost like purring but that can't be right, shaking off the thought, you look around. You see a flash of brown hair through the spaces between the books. “Bucky,” you whisper, ducking down. “Are you okay?”

“Heeey Peach.” You tilt your head at his chagrined tone. “You look pretty.” That has you slowly standing up. “I love you.” Your deep sigh reverberates through the room.

You saunter to the next row and immediately burst into giggles. Putting your hand over your mouth, you struggle to find words. You can’t believe what you’re seeing right now.

Your 6’4” sweater-wearing chubby man is cradling an oversized cotton ball with blue eyes. You stare at Bucky with your brows raised. “So you gonna kick his ass huh?”

Bucky ducks his head, his pink lips stretching into a soft smile “Her.”

You know by the way he’s gazing at the curious little kitten kneading her paws into his belly that he already loves her. “Can we keep her Peach?”

Honestly, he doesn’t even have to ask, you’d do anything for this man. You take the fluff ball from his large hands and snuggle the sleepy kitten while he cleans up her mess. By the time, he’s done, he’s already named her alpine and he’s made a space for her by his desk.

You and Alpine wait for him to lock up and you all head back to the car. You shrug when he sees the passenger door open, his smile growing wider. “Thank you for coming to save me Peach.” He kisses your forehead, placing his hand on your back as he helps you inside.

Bucky settles in his seat. “And you,-” he points at the yawning cat on your lap. “-no breaking stuff, do you have any idea how much-” Little Alpine perks up at the sound of his voice and climbs over to his lap. She gazes up at him, purring loudly, she places her head and tiny paws on his belly. “You can do whatever you want.”

You chuckle, muttering, “big ole softie.”

Bucky grins proudly. “Damn right,” Covering Alpine’s ears, he leans over, “but tonight I’ll show you how hard I can get for you.” His lips slot over yours, kissing you until you’re dizzy. Pulling away, he turns on the car. “But first, we’re going to the pet store and buying everything.”

Narrowing your eyes at a still beaming Bucky, you shake your head. If he spoils her the way he spoils you, you know he’s really going to try to buy everything cat item he can get his hands on. “No Bucky, she only needs a few things.”

“Everything.”

“Buc-”

“All the things Peach. All the things”

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god