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theycallmebecca · 2 years
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18+ Drabble: Nighttime Reading
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Here is my first drabble for my Kinktober bingo card for @the-horniest-book-club I definitely could have made this one steamier than it turned out... but my writing skills are feeling a bit rusty and it's been a rough few days... so it is what it is. I'm happy with how it came out.
For this drabble I used the prompt "beard burn/kink" from my bingo card, which you can see here.
Title: Nighttime Reading
Pairing: Andy Barber x female reader
Rating: Borderline R
Warnings: very suggestive
Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.
18+ Disclaimer: This work contains sexual material that is for those over the age of 18. By clicking the keep reading link below, you are agreeing that you are over the age of 18 and are not offended by sexual content.
Usage Disclaimer: This work is for fans only. This author does not give permission for it to be shared, spoken of, referred to in any public manner (podcast, tv, online, etc.) that wants to either make a celebrity uncomfortable, mock fan fiction/fandom in any way, or the author themselves. Requests can be made, but it is unlikely the author will change their mind. If no response is given to a request then the answer is a solid no, not interested and the work cannot be shared, spoken of or even referred to, regardless of the manner or context. 
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As the protagonist in the book you're reading screams out her lover's name, you raise your eyes up over the top of your book to look at your own lover.
Andy sits across the room, engrossed in his own book, while absentmindedly stroking his thick beard.
You chew on your lower lip as you watch him drag his thumb down the side of his face as he reads.
You're certain he doesn't even know he is doing it, but it reminds you of the scene you just finished reading where the protagonist and her sexy, bearded lover have passionate, very descriptive sex in their living room during a storm.
Glancing down at your book, you read one particular part again, before you toss the book aside and stand up.
Andy glances up from his book and raises an eyebrow. "Are you going to bed already?" he asks.
"I need your help," you tell him.
He nods his head and says, "Of course. What do you need?"
"Take off your pants."
Your words catch him off guard, but you silence any questions he might have when you take off your shirt, throwing it onto the ground as you make your way to him.
"Oh, that kind of help," he says as he sets his own book aside, taking more care with his than you did yours. Then he lifts his hips so he can pull down his pants.
Climbing into his lap, you face him and proceed to explain every second of the scene you just read to him without leaving out a single detail.
By the time you finish recapping it, you're more hot and bothered than you were before and so is Andy. His eyes are filled with desire and his manhood is hard, waiting for your attention.
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book-dragon-13 · 1 year
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HBC Kinktober Bingo 2022
Bondage with Nick Fowler
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Spanking with Nomad Steve
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Temperature Play with Thomas Sharpe
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Edging with Thor
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Costume/Roleplay
Jefferson-The Captured Witch Costume
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Andy Barber-FBI/Aaron Hotchner Roleplay
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@the-horniest-book-club
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Welcome to the Horniest Book Club!
What is the HBC?
The HBC is a place for 18+ writers, readers and other creators to thirst over our favorite Marvel Cinematic Universe characters over the age of 18 and the other characters of the actors within the MCU. No RPF (real people fics) are allowed.
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capsnacklepop · 3 years
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Prompt: “On your hands and knees baby. I wanna fuck your asshole with my tongue.”
Pairing: Nomad!Steve x Reader
Warnings: NSFW! This Drabble is intended for over 18s!! Language, rimming, brief fingering, squirting, implied unprotected sex.
Authors Notes: My first smutty Drabble for @the-ce-horniest-book-club to help clean up the archive!
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Steve’s cum was smothered in the palm of your hand, he looked totally and utterly fucked out. You thought he might be tired, but he has other things in mind.
“On your hands and knees baby. I wanna fuck your asshole with my tongue.” He purrs, easing you down onto your knees and kneeling behind you. “Spread those pretty legs for me baby girl. Yes, that’s it– god, you’re dripping.” His fingers catch your juices dripping from your hole and and slips it back inside. His fingertips massaging your sensitive g-spot while he kisses your ass cheek, drawing circles with his tongue.
Your body lurched forward, unable to keep yourself upright. “Steve...please– please do something.” You beg, spreading your legs further apart.
He doesn’t need more encouragement and his hands spread your cheeks apart, burying his face between them. Your arousal gathers on his tongue as he uses it as lube to tease your puckered hole. The tight muscle stretching around his tongue has you moaning into the floor.
Your moans grow louder and louder, drowning out the sounds of his heavy pants. His beard scratches you, which adds to the sensation that you’ve never experienced before.
“Steve! Please,” you can barely hold on any longer. Your walls clenching around absolutely nothing as his fingers toy with your clit, catapulting you over the edge. You cum hard, harder than you’ve ever cummed in your life, squirting all over the wooden floor and your ragged breaths making your hand sweat.
“Ready for more?” He asks, his hands on your waist pulling you back against him, he’s hard again. Precum smeared over the swollen tip.
“Oh yes!” You moan, wiggling your butt against him.
“Then hold on tight doll, this is gonna be a bumpy ride.”
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cherry-gemz · 3 years
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10-42
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Last of my Steve Rogers’ birthday bingo challenge prompt! Thanks to @the-ce-horniest-book-club for hosting a fun monthly event!
Pairing: Det Paul Diskant x You
Warnings: PG, mention of death, gun, movie!spoilers
Word Count: 504
Prompt: “Is that what just happened?”
A/N: Popped my Diskant 🍒! Kinda spoilers? Okay there are. So if you haven’t watched Street Kings with my other husband, Keanu, then you’ve been warned. How I wish it would have ended.
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“Paul!” You shout as you sit up in a cold sweat in bed. Your chest feels heavy and your heart dropped to your stomach. The very hint of dawn peeks through the bedroom window and Paul grumbles as he tries to gain focus of the situation.
“What, baby? What is it?” He rubs his eyes and checks for his glock which is on the nightstand. You start to tear up and breathe heavily.
“Paul…” you cry as he turns on the lamp on the nightstand and hugs you in aid.
“What’s the matter?”
“I had a bad dream,” you reply and clutch his arms as he moves closer to you in the bed.
“Oh, that’s it?” He sighs and rests his head against the bed frame.
You turn to him in anger, “That’s it? You were killed, Diskant. In cold blood.”
“Is that what just happened?”
You slap him away, but he grabs you tighter.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he replied and kissed your shoulder.
“It felt so real…”
“Yeah? Want to tell me more?”
“I dunno…you were just talking to some guys. I saw a fish tank…you seemed to have known them.”
“Fish tank, huh?” He says as he peers over to his cell, 4:56am. He’d have to be up in a few hours to the office. He hadn’t told you how he was working with Tom Ludlow and how there was a break in the Washington case. That he’d be going undercover tonight, posed as some dirty cops to find more intel of the coverup.
“Don’t change the subject, Paul,” you pleaded and looked into his blue eyes. “Don’t go to work.”
“Aw, baby. That was just a silly dream.”
“I know, but I have a bad feeling. Please don’t go. Stay with me, I’ll take the day off, too.”
He tsked at your request, he knew he’d had to go in. What could he say to the Chief. That his fiancée had a premonition that he was going to die, so he was gonna call out? The guys would laugh at him for a month. He also knew he couldn’t fully trust Ludlow, and he needed to be there in case things went awol.
“Disco,” you said firmly. You never used his nickname. It was a moniker the guys gave him and you thought it was dumb. But you had to get his attention, something in your gut didn’t sit right.
“Babe,” he said as he rolled his eyes.
“I mean it. Don’t go. Please?”
He thought your dream was silly. That it didn’t mean anything, that he was always careful. Being on the LAPD meant to always be on standby. He couldn’t just leave Ludlow hanging. He grumbled, but knew he wouldn’t hear the end of it with you if he went in.
“Paul, please. I don’t want to hear a 10-42,” you asked again. Knowing how much you hated hearing your fellow dispatchers call out that ten code when an officer had been killed.
“Y/N…”
You squeezed him harder, “I’m not gonna let you go. I’m going to handcuff you to the bed if I have to.”
He smiled and kissed your forehead, “Promise?”
“Whatever it takes,” you reply and give him a hard kiss on the lips.
“Okay, I’ll call in. I’m serious about those handcuffs,” he grinned and waggled his eyebrows.
“Sure thing, Officer. Just hold me right now so I can fall back to sleep. And you better not sneak off.”
“10-4.”
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rumtipsyrogers · 3 years
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Candy Hearts Masterlist
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Steve Rogers x Shy!Reader
Summary: Who knew that your new job was to grab coffee for Captain America? You certainly didn’t when you applied for it.
Warnings: fluff, shy!reader, soft!steve
Authors Notes: This series is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club and to celebrate the Week of Love 💕
Chapter One: The First Meeting
Chapter Two: The First Date
Chapter Three: The First Kiss
Chapter Four: The First I love you
Chapter Five: The First Sleepover
Chapter Six: The First Public Display of Affection
Chapter Seven: The First Valentine’s Day
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CE HBC Easter Egg Hunt Masterlist
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During the week leading up to Easter 2021, March 28 thru Easter Sunday, April 4, the CE HBC hosted an Easter Egg Hunt! 
Everyone was invited to play along whether you decide to write something, create a mood board or however you decide to use the prompts listed on the announcement post.
Best of all, you don’t have to sign up for anything! Just do your thing for Chris or one of his many characters and tag @the-ce-horniest-book-club and use the hashtag “#CE HBC Easter Egg Hunt”. You can also dm us the links, too!
Drabbles/Writing
Spring Surprises by @jobean12-blog
Mr. Bunny by @godofplumsandthunder​
The Hunt by @eurynome827-fic-roulette​
​A Story Told In Flesh, Chapter 2 by @chrissihr
Gardening Party by @jobean12-blog​
Mood Boards
Happy Easter by @theycallmebecca
Easter Egg Hunt by @its-sky-scraper
Happy Easter II by @theycallmebecca​
Country Spice by @book-dragon-13
Misc
Easter Egg Hunt by @theycallmebecca​
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bisousbucky · 4 years
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Masterlist
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HBC Masterlists:
The Sebastian Stan HBC Masterlist The Chris Evans HBC Masterlist The Tom Hiddleston HBC Masterlist The MCU HBC Masterlist HBC Kinktober 2020 Masterlist
MASTERLISTS:
Bucky Barnes Masterlist Chris Evans Masterlist
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jewels2876 · 2 years
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Shit
Day Three of the HBC Lucky Charms - today’s prompt is Lucky Number and is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club​
Chris Evans x female reader
Word count: 303
Rating: PG for mild swearing
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“Stay tuned for Sports after these messages.” 
Chris watched you in amusement as you shuffled through everything in front of you. “Did you remember to include your lucky number?” he couldn’t help teasing.
You shot him a withering glare. “Yes, all of them.”
A look of confusion crossed his face. “All of them?” He took a seat next to you on the couch and picked up one of the lottery tickets.
“My birthday month and date, your’s, Zoey’s, my mom’s, even Steven’s! This time I subbed my dad for my mom.” You shoved a couple more tickets in his hands to compare to the numbers you had written down. The two of you quietly worked through the massive pile; a report of Tom Brady came on and Chris abandoned them instantly.
“Oh shit,” you breathed. “Shit!”
“What? Did we win?” Chris’s attention was riveted right back to you as you bounced on the couch excitedly.
“This one has four out of six, and this one has three plus the POWER BALL!” Chris laughed at your excitement. “Hey there are at least a dozen tickets with just the power ball number alone.”
“So how much did we win?”
You shrugged as you gathered the losing tickets into a large pile. “I’ll find out tomorrow when I turn them in.”
The Next Day
Chris had been called to set for some post-production shots needed when his cellphone buzzed. Ana paused mid-scene, distracted by the sound.
“Sorry! Sorry!” Chris waved as the director yelled cut. “It’s my wife. I’m sure it’s about those damn tickets.”
Ana half-smiled as Chris read the text a couple of times. “Tickets?”
“Holy shit,” he muttered as his fingers flew across his phone. “Lottery tickets,” he raised his gaze to answer Ana, “and she did good.”
“How good?”
“$150,000+ good!”
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captainapple · 3 years
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The Luckiest
Pairing: Dad!Steve Rogers X Fem!Reader
Warning: none, just fluff
Word counts: 300+
A/N: I actually planned to make only moodboard, but ended up with a short drabble. Enjoy! This is part of bingo challenge
Pics from: Google
Masterlist || Masterlist Bingo
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There are two sounds that Steve likes to hear in this world. First, "I Love You" that rolls out from your tongue every day. Then, the sound of laughter from his daughter. He really could not ask for more.
During summer, he loves watching you and your daughter wearing the same sun dress. "Daddy, look! I'm wearing the same dress as mum!". Your daughter swirls her dress and her blond hair bounces freely. Steve stands from the couch and lifts her up. He takes a look at your daughter once again and showers her with kisses. Both of them giggle uncontrollably. You smile watching them from the door. This is the small moment that will always stay in your heart.
During fall, your daughter is running around and jumping on the pile of dried leaves on the ground. Those leaves were just swept by Steve. He can only shake his head as he puts his hands on the hips. He drops his rake and decides to join her by jumping on a bigger pile of leaves. You open the front door just to see the mess they made. Both of them smile at you. "Sorry, mommy", they said in unison.
During winter, all of you will go outside to build a snowman. You tie a scarf around your daughter neck while she is loudly singing Let it Go with Steve. "Ready to go outside?", he asked as he helped your daughter wearing her boots. She nods excitedly. "Let's go!". He opens the front door and runs with your daughter.
During spring, Steve picks pretty flowers after his morning run. He gives you bunch of flowers and he kisses your forehead. "Is she awake?". You shake your head. He grabs the smallest vase and filled it with water. Then, he puts a stem of flower for your daughter. Steve always makes sure the flower should be fresh when he gives it to his daughter. "Only one? How about for our future one?". His eyes widens at the realization as you look down and rub your tummy. "I'll be right back. Wait for me, baby." He kneels and gives your tummy a kiss. He knows he is the luckiest dad in the world.
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jobean12-blog · 3 years
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Welcome Home
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader
Word Count: 603
Summary: Steve returns home after a mission and you have a little present for him. 
Author’s Note: This is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club​ and the Chris Evans birthday celebration! Once again my beautiful friend @nix-akimbo has inspired me with her edits. I absolutely love how innocent Steve looks in thie picture so naturally I went with the opposite in my story....enjoy and thank you all so much for reading! Much love always❤❤❤ and Happy Birthday Evans! Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf​
Warnings: softness and smut, fingering, teasing (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)
Edit not mine: this beautiful photo edit belongs to the amazing @nix-akimbo​
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You just close the last button on Steve’s shirt when you hear the door open and his heavy footfalls in the hallway. Rushing out of the bedroom and to the front door you fling yourself into his open arms.
“Hi baby girl,” he whispers against your mouth. “God, I missed you.”
He kisses you soundly while his hands wander over the curve of your ass and slip under the hem of his shirt.
“I love seeing you in my shirts,” he says when he finally pulls his lips away.
“I wore your tee shirts to bed the whole time you were on the mission,” you confess with a coy smile. “But I thought the buttons might be more fun tonight since I have a little present underneath.”
At that Steve stills, his eyes roving down your body as he tightens his grip on your hip.
“What present?” he rasps, slowly lifting the bottom of his shirt.
You stop his hand and take a step back, shaking your finger at him when he follows you.
“Nuh uh. Not yet,” you simper, lifting your fingers to the first closed button.
With a pace that is agonizingly and teasingly slow you undo every button of his shirt, keeping it closed just enough that he can’t see much more than a sliver of skin.
You can see the tick in his clenched jaw and the way his chest rises and falls with his heavy breaths. When you inch closer he reaches out a hand and grabs one side of the shirt, delicately pushing it open to reveal the baby blue lace set you’re wearing.
His breath hitches and he shamelessly allows his gaze travel over every inch of you.
“Wow,” he whispers, lightly brushing his fingers up your stomach to push the shirt off your shoulders.
It flutters to the floor in a heap of white fabric and you close your hand around his bicep, stepping closer.
“You look incredible,” he tells you.
“I thought you might like it,” you purr, dancing your fingers down his chest.
His fingers spread across your stomach and he makes lazy and idle strokes as his hand inches downward. You bow into his touch, silently begging him. You slide your hand down his chest and over the hardness in his pants, eliciting a soft moan from him.
Grabbing your wrist he stops you, smirking when he sees your pout.
“I’m going to enjoy my present first,” he croons, grazing a finger along the band of lace at your waist.
He kisses your neck, his beard tickling your soft skin as he finally slides his fingers between your legs. The first brush of him against you drags a moan from the back of your throat and you feel him throb at your thigh.
With a growl of satisfaction at the wetness he finds waiting for him, his thumb circles your most sensitive spot, teasing and flicking but never quite giving you what you want. The quiet plea that falls from your lips is all it takes for him to move lower and push two fingers inside you.
“Baby girl,” he swears as you start to move your hips on his hand. “That’s it,” he murmurs, capturing your lips to swallow your loud moans.
His fingers push in deeper, harder and you can feel yourself nearing the edge with every passing second.
“I thought about this every night, every damn night,” he confesses as you shudder against him, clenching his fingers tight.
Steve withdraws his hand and his eyes hold yours as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.
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theycallmebecca · 2 years
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Drabble: Fucking Dress
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I shouldn't even try and write this tonight... work has been insane... like let me off the fucking merry go round insane...but I've had this idea in my head for a couple days and I just need to get it out. So here is a short and sweet drabble for @the-horniest-book-club and Kinktober bingo. And I'm going to make it for my bingo square for Quickie.
This one is a true drabble at exactly a 100 words... which is all I had the energy for tonight.
My bingo card masterlist is here.
Title: Fucking Dress
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x female reader
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, suggestive
Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.
Usage Disclaimer: This work is for fans only. This author does not give permission for it to be shared, spoken of, referred to in any public manner (podcast, tv, online, etc.) that wants to either make a celebrity uncomfortable, mock fan fiction/fandom in any way, or the author themselves. Requests can be made, but it is unlikely the author will change their mind. If no response is given to a request then the answer is a solid no, not interested and the work cannot be shared, spoken of or even referred to, regardless of the manner or context. 
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"This fucking dress," Ransom growls into your ear.
"What about it?" you reply as you playfully swish the skirt of the full ball gown you're wearing, coyly revealing the slit that goes nearly to your waist.
He lets out an animalistic noise and grabs your hand, pulling you out of the ballroom and away from the other party goers.
He finds an empty room and pushes you against the door.
His mouth finds yours as his hands roam your body.
His fingers tease the skin of your thigh before they slid under the slit of your dress, finding no panties.
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book-dragon-13 · 2 years
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HBC Spring Fling-Happily Ever After
I decided to do fairy tales moodboards for this one 💙
Ari Levinson-Beauty and the Beast
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Thomas Sharpe-Cinderella
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Loki-The Swan Princess
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Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers-12 Dancing Princesses
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Jefferson-The Little Mermaid
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Frank Adler-The Goose Girl
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Nick Fowler-Snow White and Rose Red
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Darcy Lewis and Chris Beck-Snow White
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Thor-East of the Sun and West of the Moon
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Peter Parker and Bucky Barnes-Peter Pan
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@the-ss-horniest-book-club @the-th-horniest-book-club @the-ce-horniest-book-club @the-marvel-horniest-book-club
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HBC Banned Characters
Here are the list of characters banned from the HBC; they are listed under the name of the actor who plays them.
Reasons include being an underage character, being specifically targeted for those under the age of 18, or another reason, as to the discretion of the HBC.
Please note that this list is always in limbo and will be updated as time allows.
Even if not listed below, all characters under the age of 18 in their respective project (or most recent MCU project) are not allowed.
The HBC will give users that use under aged characters a single warning. If the issue continues, the user will be blocked.
Chris Evans
Cary (Opposite Sex)
Jake Wyler (Not Another Teen Movie)
Judd (The Newcomers)
Kyle (The Perfect Score)
Buzz Lightyear (Lightyear)
Casey Jones (TMNT)
Tom Holland
Peter Parker
Sebastian Stan
Lee Bodecker (The Devil All The Time)
Tommy Lee (Pam & Tommy)
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capsnacklepop · 3 years
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Prompt: It’s Steve’s birthday since the first time he’s been awake from ice. You decide what to do :)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Warnings: Fluff, sarcasm, tight shirts.
Authors Notes: This Drabble is for @the-ce-horniest-book-club to help clean up the archive challenge! Their prompts are amazing!
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By request, Sam had taken Steve out of the compound the entire day while you got to work setting up the birthday surprises with some help from Tony and Bucky.
“He’s going to be here soon.” Tony says, blowing up the last of the red, white and blue balloons. “I’m gonna start the BBQ.” Tony announces, leaving you and Bucky alone.
“Do you think he’ll like this?” You ask, tieing the balloons together and letting them float to the ceiling.
“He’s gonna love it.” Bucky assures you with a small smile. You’re just about to reply when the sound of the elevator doors opening catches your attention. The roaring laughter brings a smile to your face, growing wider when you hear the familiar sound of Steve’s laugh. “Here he comes.” Bucky nudges you, falling back into the background so it’s just you standing next to the balloons in your sundress and a daisy in your hair.
“Surprise!!! Happy birthday!” You screech when he nears, Steve’s eyes widening in surprise when he sees the big balloons and the big birthday cake outside.
“You did all of this for me?” He asks, smiling over your shoulder when his eyes land on Bucky.
“No, I decided to throw myself a birthday party,” you snort, “of course it’s for you!”
“Happy birthday punk.” Bucky pulls his life long friend into a hug and pats his back roughly. Steve pulls away and turns back to you, grinning mischievously.
“Well thank you doll, I appreciate it so much.” He leans in to kiss you, “and you look gorgeous, by the way.”
Pecking his lips, you feel the hest rise to your cheeks. “So do you Steve!” You compliment, his blue shirt pulled so tightly across his chest his nipples tent against the material. His tight sweatpants pulled across the right areas also leaves little to the imagination. “Tony has the BBQ going.” You grab his hand and pulling him through the open door to the deck outside where the rest of the team are waiting to cover him in confetti.
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buckypascal · 3 years
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Chris Evans Birthday Celebration
↳ Day 6: The Bad to the Bone Boys
⇻ Syd (London)
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