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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 16 hours

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Labor HC (ft. Poly!Mates Bat Boys)

Warnings: intense labor, my bsf just had her first baby and told me all the horrific things 🫠, personally i never want children, thank the cauldron for healing magic, longish? compared to my other hc, i guess labor horror? the idea of giving birth scares the ever loving shit out of me

By the end of your pregnancy your stomach was the size of two side by side watermelons

Madja grew increasingly worried that you would not survive the labor at how big the babe inside of you had grown

you worried your child would tear itself out of your womb

indefinite bed rest for you

which you honestly didn't mind since it was getting difficult for you to move your body without getting tired

bat boys worry. you aren't illyrian. if the baby belonged to cassian or azriel, your body would not be able to allow for wings to grow. (paternity/gendering of the baby was not possible. all the results came back as inconclusive)

as it gets more cramped inside of you, every one of the baby's movements is felt by you.

Rhys neglects much of his work and favors spending every waking hour by your side.

Cassian and Azriel grow extremely considered when they hear commotion arising in the Hewn City. Az has heard that many in the Court of Nightmares wish for your demise in labor. They take each threat to your life seriously and spend their time ensuring the security and safety of you and your unborn child.

they can't protect you from the pain of labor though

Rhys and Az were asleep with you in the bed, Cassian preferring to stand guard outside your door.

You're pulled out of sleep rather abruptly, well aware of the unconscious tensing of your muscles as a stabbing pressure digs into your abdominal area. a tightening and squeeze so vicious that you try and sit up immediately but your big belly prevents you from doing so.

stomach churning fear rises in you. it was time.

you shake your mates awake as another squeezing pain that burned across your lower back and pelvis.

they've drilled for this. no really your bat boys have played out the scenario an annoying amount of times. Az leaps from the bed to alert Cassian, Rhys helping you sit up

Azriel leaves to fetch Madja since he's the fastest

the Wraiths prep everything you may need and wait in the room with you, Rhysand and Cassian until Azriel returns with the healer.

that's when things really start

you were already screaming when Madja arrived. Nuala and Cerridwen had prepped you for the labor if Madja were too late.

Azriel had your left hand, brows furrowed and wishing he can transfer the pain you were going through into his body. Even if this pain meant the birth of a child, he hated hearing your screams or the tears welling in your eyes as you push with all your might

Rhysand, who had been hold your right hand transfers it to Cassian's care as he moves to be by Madja side to watch the actual birth. His eyes keep darting from your lower half to your face.

you never knew bringing another life into the world was so painful. you yourself didn't know either of your parents. no one to warn you of what you would face in childbirth

your bat boys were there though, that was all that mattered.

time drags with each heave you give

then he was born. . .

Dagen. even with his wings tucked in tight, pushing him out damn near tore you from your v to your a. like that whole entire region was on fire

"O-Oh. . ." Madja gasped, clearly startled as she held your baby in her arms, having been about to pass him to Rhysand. Almost in fear she looks at Rhysand. "I. . .I think there is another babe coming. . ."

Two babies???

you didn't believe her. until you felt another intense wave of pain start up again. dagen nearly tore you in half. you couldn't imagine pushing out another baby that potentially had wings.

"no, please no" you sob, every part of you aching.

Cassian looks scared. "You can do this." his hand was numb but he didn 't care.

"We're here." Azriel nods and gives your hand an encouraging squeeze.

Rhysand was still standing a little dumbstruck with a fresh newborn in his arms.Thankfully one of the wraith sisters nudges him, her arms ready to take the baby so he can go back to focusing on the next one.

Rian arrived quickly, smaller than dagen thanks to the lack of wings

there was five minutes of peace where Rhysand and Cerridwen showed you your boys. beautiful boys that you and your mates created

until you felt another stabbing sensation.

you screamed at rhysand, azriel and cassian. damning them to a suffering in the afterlife for putting you through this.

to you this was bullshit.

it should be impossible!! then again, so was having three destined mates

Mor had called it a miracle. you now thought of it as a curse. you never knew having three mates meant giving birth to three babies at the same time

the third baby however would prove to be the most difficult. thanks to the previous two, you were beyond exhausted and begging for someone to just rip it from you. there was no way you could push it out by yourself.

Madja made the tough call of performing a cesarean section

the wraiths took away rian and dagen as the surgery took place

they'd been in wars, seen carnage, but there your bat boys were with white faces that expressed utter horror

the last baby to be delivered was a little girl with wings. your Baila.

exhausted, you pass out soon after Madja pulls her from you.

everyone is pushed out of the room except for madja herself as she sews you back up and stops the bleeding that could possibly kill you if not treated properly.

it feels like a dream to you when you wake up.

except every part of you is still suffering from a dull pain

your bat boys introduce you to your three pretty babies

i hc that dagen is azriel's, rian is rhysand's and baila is cassian's cuz i've always thought of him as a girl dad and nothing can change that lol

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #acotar fanfic #rhysand acotar #rhys acotar #azriel acotar #acotar #acotar series #acotar cassian #cassian fanfic #cassian x reader #cassian #azriel fanfic #azriel x reader #acotar azriel #azriel shadowsinger #bat boys #acotar bat boys #rhysand x reader

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 3 days

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Lady Death🖤 by xohikka [twitter]

#nesta archeron #acosf #acotar #a court of silver flames

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 3 days

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Omg just read all your Homelander x sister fics I need to know what happens after solider boy finds out about them like nowwwwwwwwwww pls🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I kinda already wrote a hc for this prompt idea -> soldier boy finds out about you and homelander

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #the boys series #the boys #the boys imagine #the boys x reader #the boys tv #the boys amazon #homelander the boys #dad soldier boy #soldier boy

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 3 days

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updated 4/23

April Request List

Bucky Barnes x Maximoff!Reader/ Pietro Maximoff x Maximoff!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff x Reader *I changed quite a bit from the original prompt but kept the general idea of it

Edward Cullen x Sick!Reader

Shota Aizawa x Reader

Bat Boys x Injured!Reader HC

Feysand x Reader

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #request #story requests #requests

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 4 days

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Can you please write something where Rhys and Feyre discipline/spank there mate(the one that’s in your other shots) please!!

(with there hand and maybe a hairbrush too)

Warnings: spanking, degradation, definite daddy kink, mdni, spanking, discipline

Words: 533

Summary: Rhys pulls you aside to remedy your little attitude.

You bite down hard on your bottom lip as another hot smack came to your ass.

Each slap of Rhys' hand makes your pussy wet, overriding whatever pain you may have felt.

In spite of your best efforts, small squeaks and squeals escape you. Rhysand's smacks were still louder than any noise coming out of you.

Bent over his knee, you recall the devious expression on Feyre's face when Rhysand had led you away from the living room as others grew consumed with their drinks and merriment. You knew you were in for quite the punishment for teasing your high lord so much during dinner.

In your defense, Feyre Darling did egg you on. She fully knew what she was doing and what would happen to you as a consequence. A red ass and a dripping cunt. What a sadist your beloved could be.

After the last swat to your rear, you feel Rhysand's fingers massage your slippery pussy. You can't help but arch your back from his ministrations, quickly forgetting that he'd just been viciously spanking you seconds ago.

That earned you a smack to one of your buttcheeks. "This is punishment, sweetling. You're not supposed to enjoy it." Rhysand mentions cheekily.

You hate that your immediate reaction is to whine like a brat. To your horror, Rhysand's dark chuckle makes your pussy drip against his hand.

"You really do like to test me, don't you?"

Feeling him move, crane your head to look at him. To your horror (and horniness), you see him pull his arm back to reveal a rectangular hairbrush in his hand. You want to ask him where he had been hiding that but he swiftly uses it to paddle your already sore ass.

A hiss breaks your voice. Your nails claw at his leg. Before you could really concentrate on the strike, you feel the flat end of the brush repeatedly tap against your pussy. They weren't as sharp as the smack to your ass.

Rhysand slides it across your pussy one last time before returning his attention to your reddened rear. You noticed the flat side of the brush had an engraving of a rose and thorns. No doubt the image was printed on your skin.

Without warning, Rhys moves you so that the bottoms of your feet touch the floor. From the sudden motion, you’re unsteady at first only being supported upright by Rhys’ strong hands. You’re reeling with a light head and sore bum. There was also the glossy mess between your legs that you knew Rhysand would not allow you to clean. He wanted you to walk back out for Feyre to sniff out your arousal.

“Go on. I’m sure Feyre Darling and the others have been waiting for us.”

“But… everyone else will smell…” you motion to the mess you’d already made of your panties.

He finds you devastatingly adorable as you fretfully glance at the bedroom door. “What will they smell, dove?” Rhysand practically purrs.

Your brows drop to a glare aimed at him. Huffing, you turn your back on him, and reach for the doorknob. Face already red knowing that Cassian was not going to let you live this down.

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #rhys acotar #rhysand acotar #rhysand fanfiction #rhysand x reader #acotar #a court of thorns and roses fanfiction #a court of thorns and roses reader insert #a court of thorns and roses x reader #a court of thorns and roses fanfic #a court of thorns and roses #feyre fanfiction #feyre fanfic #feyre acotar #feyre archeron #feysand

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 7 days

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Who do you think would be stricter if you were feysands mate?! Rhys or Feyre

Hands down Rhysand. This is the same male that sent Feyre's ass into the Weaver's cottage to get her own ring. He's the one to set and hold to rules. When you showed interest in training, Rhys did not go easy on you. Even more when you complain about it. That's another set of push ups and two more running laps.

That's not to say Feyre isn't strict either. Growing up with Elain and Nesta had her developing a harsh outer shell. You are her Achilles', her soft spot. She can't help but bend to your whim especially when you shine your pretty doe eyes up at her.

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #rhys acotar #rhysand acotar #acotar #acotar series #acotar fandom #a court of thorns and roses #feyre acotar #rhysand

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 7 days

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*Cass and Rhys hiding in a corner*

Y/N: Why do you guys look so scared?

Rhys: Oh, thank the mother. Our saviour has come

Cass: Just hold on to this

*shoves something to your hands*

Azriel: I swear to the mother that if I see truth teller in your hands, I would shove-

*sees truth teller in your hands*

Azriel: shove my affection to you in hopes that you would agree when I ask you out for a walk around velaris and after we could have dinner in the newly opened restaurant where i tell you how otherworldly you look and how much i enjoyed spending time with you and I'm looking forward for the next date if you would agree

Cass: it really did work

Rhys: Our boy got game

#azriel acotar #rhys acotar #rhysand acotar #cassian acotar

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 7 days

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updated 4/19

i'm not really doing these in any particular order this time around. i do know for certain the next one i'll probably post will be the Feysand spanking request since i'm nearly done with that one 😊

April Request List

Bucky Barnes x Maximoff!Reader/ Pietro Maximoff x Maximoff!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff x Reader *I changed quite a bit from the original prompt but kept the general idea of it

Edward Cullen x Sick!Reader

Shota Aizawa x Reader

Bat Boys x Injured!Reader HC

Feysand x Reader

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #story requests #requests #request

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 7 days

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Can I request ACOTAR poly bats x mate reader? Who got killed if you don't write that the reader just got injured badly? Thank you!

Injury HC (ft. poly!mates Bat Boys)

While I love me some heavy angst, I just couldn't bring myself to kill off mate reader even if its just for a hc 😭😅

Warnings: lots of mentions of blood, wounded/dying!reader, polyamorous mates, injuries, healing, angst and fluff, ft. mor, ft. amren, ft. madja, ft. wraiths

woof where to begin

it would be damn near impossible for any of them to think rationally at the sight of blood coming from you, not their beloved who should only be full of smiles and laughter

bat boys become overbearing if you even get a papercut

But this. . . this was something else entirely.

So much blood that they feel sick from the rusty smell of it that permeated the air.

You looked so small and broken; Rhys has already come up with a thousand ways to kill whoever did this to you. You were their beautiful, proud, cunning mate.

The first one to make a move toward your body would be Rhysand. Always rational under pressure as Azriel and Cassian look around in case there was an ambush by the enemy. He feels sick to his stomach the entire time he's checking your vitals. When his fingers make contact with your blood soaked head, the sticky substance felt white hot. Rhysand could wash his hands millions of times and still feel that searing sting of your blood on his skin.

When they finally get you safely to Madja, you do manage to regain some consciousness, enough to reach out and grab Azriel's hand as everyone was leaving the operating room. Its difficult to move your lips to speak but you manage to plead for Azriel to stay. His shadows always soothed you.

There's no rest for Rhysand or Cassian unfortunately.

Despite Mor and Amren's best efforts, they can't drag your other two mates away from the door.

Rhysand being constantly updated by Azriel through his thoughts and shadows

Cassian tried not to let dark possibilities into his head. They banged against the door of his mind, loud and clear. If you died. . .

"She won't die." Rhysand would tell him sharply. He couldn't lose hope. But the steady smell of your blood that refused to lessen worried Rhysand greatly.

For Azriel, he was forced to stand there at your side as Madja did her best to put you back together. He refused to look away. There was absolutely nothing he could do to help.

He furiously clenches and unclenches his hands. Angry with himself for not being enough to protect you.

In the wee hours of the morning, Mor finds Rhysand and Cassian slumped together asleep. She put a blanket around them and takes a seat to join them in awaiting news. Amren soon follows suit once she has risen from bed by worry.

Finally, Azriel emerges into the waiting room.

Cass and Rhys leap from their seats

You're alive, although incredibly weak.

Madja had to bind and fix your bones while also trying to stop your bleeding. The most important thing was that you would live with some major scarring.

For the next several months, you acquired three overbearing nurses.

Not that you were complaining.

They only allowed Madja to tend to you and that was just during your checkups. Even the Wraiths' cooking was monitored by one of the bat boys.

Azriel and Rhysand had the tenderest hands when they changed your bandages or moved you around so you wouldn't get bed sores.

When you were well enough, Cassian would carry you to the outside garden so you could enjoy the warmth of the sun personally. You'd sit on his lap with your head resting on his chest. You liked listening to him talk as your ear was pressed close to his heart.

You had to tell them to shut up a few times because of how often they would apologize to you about letting you get hurt. It wasn't their fault, you'd argue to deaf ears. This was actually motivation for you. To remedy this and prevent getting hurt this badly ever again, you'd have to train more. Get stronger so your mates wouldn't blame themselves for you getting hurt in their absence.

Rhysand may be the only one who doesn't coddle you during any kind of physical therapy. He's one for tough love. Cassian too. Poor Az is utterly helpless.

Oh, you're out of breath? Let me carry you, sweetling. Rhys and Cass being too difficult? I'll give them a talking to.

Once fully healed thanks to your bat boys, you feel stronger and better than ever.

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #acotar fanfic #rhys acotar #rhysand acotar #acotar #acotar series #a court of thorns and roses #acotar fandom #bat boys #azriel acotar #azriel x reader #cassian x reader #acotar cassian #rhysand fanfiction #rhysand x reader #a court of thorns and roses x reader #a court of thorns and roses fanfic #a court of thorns and roses fanfiction

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 8 days

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updated 4/18

sorry these are taking so long :( i've had to focus a lot of my time for my schoolwork

April Request List

Bucky Barnes x Maximoff!Reader/ Pietro Maximoff x Maximoff!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff x Reader *I changed quite a bit from the original prompt but kept the general idea of it

Edward Cullen x Sick!Reader

Shota Aizawa x Reader

Bat Boys x Injured!Reader HC

Feysand x Reader

#reader insert #story requests #requests #request #reader insert fanfiction #reader fanfic

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 8 days

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Hi, could I have a Bucky/reader fic where she is the youngest triplet of Wanda & Pietro (they are all legal) and her power is strength. The three of them are already part of the Avengers when The Winter Soldier takes place and the rest of the Avengers know they aren't just siblings but in love but don't care as they realise the three of them grew up with only the other two to depend on. When the Winter Soldier attacks, reader is the only one who can fight and best him. He realises when she is near, he feels less like the soldier and more like the Bucky that Steve claims he is so when Steve offers help, he takes it to be nearer the reader. He makes it obvious he is interested and she is too but makes it clear that if anything is going to happen, he has to be okay with Wanda & Pietro who are fine with it because they know she still loves and will never abandon them. It takes a while but he soon realises that she does care for him and while he only cares and is attracted to/loves her, the four of them become their own little group. Bucky still has moments where he loses control but they are fine as they know as long as reader is with him, things are fine. Hope this was detailed enough for you and thanks.

Trial By Fire

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x Maximoff!Reader, Pietro Maximoff x Maximoff!Reader x Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff x Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: i kept a lot of concepts from the original requests, but changed a bit of it, implied sibling incest, triplets, mentions of past torture, mentions of past abuse, pietro is alive, polyamorous, jealousy, cheating?, bittersweet, angst, mdni, canon character death mentioned, ooc pietro?, still adjusting to writing for him lol

Words: 3169

Nothing shocked you anymore. Not after the life you've had.

Living in Sokovia, there was constant political and military strife that wrecked havoc in the city you and your family resided in. While the mortar shell that killed your parents, it was something to be expected. Many of your school friends didn't have parents anymore. Tragic but there was nothing to be done about it. Nothing that ten year olds could do at least. Were it not for Pietro moving fast to pull you out of the way, you would have been hit by the collapsing ceiling above.

Even HYDRA's experimentation on you and your siblings lost its shock value. They'd been experimenting on people for decades prior to the Maximoff triplets falling into their possession.

Maybe nothing shocked you anymore because of the presence of your siblings that who were never far from you. Wanda always told you that nothing bad could ever truly happen to any of you as long as the three of you stuck together. No one else was worthy of your trust except for Wanda and Pietro.

You never did mind how small your world was before the Avengers changed your lives. You had each other and that was more than enough.

Siblings

Protectors

Lovers

Lines were blurred, ultimately erased over time so that you and your siblings weren't conscious of right or wrong.

It was impossible for you to love anyone else. Pietro and Wanda were your everything. Loving each other unabashedly despite the taboo of your relationship. Why should that change who you are as people? In your core, you and your siblings were good people who may have done wrong things in the past but were on the path to redemption.

You don't remember when it started.

Definitely a little before you and your older brother and sister joined HYDRA.

There were vague memories of the orphanage that you were forced to live in after your mother and father's death. Once you were legal and kicked out to live your own lives did all three of you begin your own. . . experiments with one another. With how you grew up, it was difficult to trust anyone else outside of your trio. Uncomfortable even when someone who was interested in either of you made a pass. You were extremely hesitant and Pietro and Wanda were even worse off with their own jealousy.

Originally when the other members discovered the truth, there was tension. Starting with Tony flirting with you and Pietro getting possessive, being the eldest of the three of you. He took the protective big brother role to the next level.

In the blink of an eye he had Tony by the throat. That was when the truth really came out. Even Wanda's scarlet magic flared in the irises of her eyes. Scarlet that glowed and vibrated all around her. She'd placed you behind her outstretched arm. Her eyes illuminated in red as she glared at the Iron Man.

Natasha was the one to become comfortable with the idea first. She was the last one who would ever judge the circumstances in which people fell in love.

Quite a few avoided you and the other two-thirds of your trio. It hurt to see their initial rejection after all of the times you'd saved their lives. Was it not the Maximoff triplets who stopped Ultron? You'd started as villains, that much you would never deny. HYDRA brainwashed you with propaganda at a young age; disadvantaged by your age and subsequent naivete.

In spite of the oddity of your triplet relationship, you were able to make a comfortable home among the Avengers. It felt like the world was your's. You had things that you never had growing up.

So why did your heart skip a beat when the man known as the Winter Soldier was inducted into the group?

There was no such thing as love at first sight but you feel like this was pretty close. Rather, there was an immediate spark of attraction ignited between the two of you. The moment his steely eyes land on you, you were a goner. He was beautiful in a dark, tattered kind of way. Both weapons that HYDRA created. Corrupted by their instruments of pain and given a new, morbid life with fantastical power.

Understandable that you would be wary of potential amorous intent from Bucky's part. You first didn't get why someone other than your siblings would reciprocate your feelings. For so long you'd had just Wanda and Pietro. It felt wrong somehow to even daydream about Bucky.

When someone new joined the Avengers, the atmosphere was always strained. The dynamic of the team having to accomadate another hero. Letting the pressure settle until there was at least a comfortable silence and brief greetings.

You tried not to stare at him. Even tried to ignore his own staring in your direction. If you paid him any attention, your siblings might catch on. And while they shared you between the two of them, they were not quite so ready to share with anyone outside of your family group.

"He's interested in you." Wanda flippantly mentioned when it was just the two of you chilling out in your room. All three of your rooms were connected by adjoining doors, never liking to be too far from the others. Your's was in the middle.

Saying it, Wanda doesn't look up from the tiny brush that paints your nails. You could tell she didn't like it one bit though. Her jaw was tensed and a tendon in her throat juts out. Faint whisps of her scarlet magic lick at her fingertips.

"I'm just friendly to him. That's all. I want him to feel welcome here. He's a lot like us, you know." Tone neutral, your thumb swipes across the screen of your phone. Trying to distract yourself with meaningless social media content. Plenty of pictures of Tony Stark floods your feed making you roll your eyes and finally set down your smart device. "You and Pietro should actually get to know him."

Her eyes immediately flick up to drill into you. "Do you like him?"

"Wanda."

She shoves the nail brush back inside of its bottle and tries to gently place it on the table's surface but you can hear it clink slightly as her hand trembled slightly.

You felt the shift in the room, the only notification you got before Pietro stood in front of where you and Wanda sat.

"What was that?"

You groan and shove yourself out of your seat, not even caring if the polish on your nails was still wet. Switching from English to Sokovian "Both of you need to relax." Holding down Pietro's heavy eyes, you feel ridiculous having to justify being nice to someone.

As a child, you'd never mind the sometimes overbearing affection of your siblings. Especially when they fought for your sake. Whether it be bullies or an evil artificially intelligent android.

They feared losing you like one feared death.

Your dynamic was set in stone. For it to come crumbling down was indeed a terrifying thought.

Then came the day of your assigned mission where Bucky was supposed to be your partner. Sam was also assigned with the both of you.

Prior to that day, you'd never personally seen the Winter Soldier in action. You'd seen all the his portfolio had to offer: grainy soviet era videos, black and white photos of him in a military uniform, and old documents with a typewriter-style font.

Honestly, you were horrified when the switch flipped in him- where he momentarily phased into the Winter Soldier. A merciless killer. He'd even turned on Sam in a moment of clouded confusion

By pure instinct drilled into you by the same facility that Bucky came from, your hand immediately struck out to grab Sam's elbow and with the god-like strength you possessed, threw him behind you. Taking on Bucky's brute force as solid as a shield.

You grapple with Bucky, taking him down to the floor so you could put him into a hold of submission. Sam watches wide eyed as you effortlessly knock out the Winter Soldier with a simple squeeze of the arm that was around his thick neck. Slowly, Bucky's wild eyes dull before closing as he loses consciousness.

Both you and Sam sighed in relief that neither of you were harmed in that moment.

After Bucky regained awareness, he couldn't stop apologizing to you.

"It's alright Buck."

"No, it's not alright." The undertone of his words were coated with frustration. "I'm still. . . HYDRA has stained me."

You frown, not liking how he spoke about himself. You can't help but reach out and grab his metal hand. Gray blue eyes widen in disbelief. You'd always thought he had the most beautiful eyes. Thumb smoothing over cold, metal knuckles. What did your touch feel like to him? Did it send the same electric jolt up his arm the way it did with you?

"HYDRA has not stained you."

When your gazes catch the other's, the urge to kiss him damn near fried your mind.

Plaguing you to later in the day, you were even unable to reciprocate a kiss which Pietro was trying to initiate as he leaned down to you on the bed.

When Pietro notices your reaction, he pulls back in confusion. "Are you okay?"

No you weren't. "Sorry. You surprised me is all." You release a weak chuckle before placing your hands on his face to bring his lips back against your's.

Nagging thoughts banged against the barrier of your mind: "How do Bucky's kisses feel?" "What does his tongue taste like?"

That night when you were nestled between them in bed, you stare up at the ceiling. Unable to fall asleep.

Down the hall, Bucky was going through the same predicament.

Fair that his sleep schedule was in general a mess, now it seemed damn near impossible.

He'd been staring at the same spot on the ceiling for hours. Your touch seared the metal of his arm to where he could still feel its presence.

A lump develops in his throat when he thinks about it again. The pads of your fingers pressing against his knuckles. Something of the old Bucky resurfaced in him. The Bucky that used to take the hand of pretty girls and kiss it with his panty dropping smirk.

When he first met you, Bucky had no explanation for the warmth that flooded his system. Even with you being flanked by your siblings, you shined brighter than either Wanda or Pietro. Perplexingly, he was forced to admit how smitten he was from just that first glance.

Something in the vast and mysterious universe connected the two of you with an invisible tether.

And when he saw you the next morning, hair mussed from sleep and eyes still droopy, Buck thought you were the most spectacular sight.

You skitter to a halt, coffee mug in hand. "Oh! Good morning." Sheepishly, you try to hastily rub the crusts out of your eyes.

He can't imagine how you would look in his bed early in the morning. Like he'd ever get the chance. Not when Pietro glared at him with the fury of a thousand suns. Wanda was no better. Every time she was next to you, Wanda had either a hand or an arm on your persons' as if to send Bucky a message.

Pouring your coffee, his presence over your shoulder is too much to ignore. "I'm sorry if yesterday got a little weird. . ." You murmur, focus on not spilling searing hot coffee all over yourself.

"What do you mean?"

You purse your lips. "Emotions were high yesterday and I may have gotten too. . . familiar with touching your hand. I overstepped the boundary."

When he scoffs, it makes you turn around. He's leaning against the island in the kitchen. Dark hair tied back indicating that he'd worked out prior.

"If it's you, then you're allowed to touch me anywhere."

The mug in your hand nearly falls. "Wh. . ."

His voice has your core waking up in response. Enough to make your knees wobble inward. Bucky received a brief pulse of delight from the rounding of your eyes as you gawked at him.

Standing his ground, Bucky would wait for you to make the next move.

Certainly you were mistaking his playfulness with flirting. That did tend to happen between the two of you. As was the confusing need to feel him close to you.

Steely gray turn a dark, sultry shade as he lifts his chin up a little to look down at you.

You were never one to back down from a challenge.

Finally getting to lay in his arms, bare skin against skin, you realize you'd just created a huge problem. Cue your post-coital panic attack.

As you had calmed Bucky down during your mission, he did the same for you. "Hey, deep breaths. Did I hurt you?"

"No. No it's not you." Wringing the bedsheets between anxious fingers, you cast a worried glance his way. Bucky's lips were red and bruised from the force of your kisses. "Bucky. . . There's something I need to tell you. I-It might make you hate me though."

"I could never."

Once the quiet shock passed, Bucky leans against the pillows. "I already knew all of that."

Detecting the signs of infatuation coming from his long time friend, Steve took it upon himself to give Bucky a heads up about you and your siblings. One of those 'company' secrets that everyone knows but pretends it doesn't exist. Steve came off as embarrassed when he told Bucky. While he supported the Maximoff triplets, Steve still thought it was abnormal.

"Your life in HYDRA must not have been easy. For you or your siblings." He's coaxing you back into his arms, the cold metal of his arm helps reduce the burning of your body. Tentatively you release the weight of your head to lay against the muscle of his chest. He felt like home already. You want to bury yourself in him.

"So. . . What now?" You ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

"That depends on you, doll."

By the grace of some feminine instinct, Wanda seemed to know the moment you stepped into your room.

You attempt to reassure her that everything was fine before her scarlet magic starts to flare in her eyes.

Desperately you grip onto her hands, refusing to let go as you felt the slight sting of her power against your palm. "I love you. I love Pietro. I always will and I will NEVER leave you. But I also want to give Bucky a shot. He knows about. . . us. He knew even before I told him."

"He's taking you away from us." Her face was starting to redden with the effort it took her to keep her tears at bay.

A meltdown was imminent.

Quick in pleading for Wanda to just listen to you, Wanda simmers down.

Nothing was to be finalized until Pietro was brought in. At the end of the day you were family first and foremost. Pietro didn't take the news any better than Wanda had. You couldn't get a word in above him yelling curses in Sokovian.

Being the protective brother that he was, Pietro insists on having a talk with Bucky. He promised there would be no fighting. That did nothing to calm you as you sat with Wanda and continued to talk to her more about the Winter Soldier.

Bucky was expecting him. He'd felt the tremors of Wanda's magic; a warning. Any other man may think you weren't worth it and give up pursuit. Not Bucky. When the two of you kissed for the first time, Bucky's fate was sealed. He had to keep you in his life. You'd become the shield of his heart, a tender caretaker who'd keep his heart safe and sound from the world outside.

Pietro squares up to him, nearly standing the same height as Bucky. Conceding that Bucky possessed that extra few inches that, Pietro hardens his demeanor. On the silver haired hero's face was almost a disgusted curl of his lip when he looks Bucky up and down. This was the man that was pulling his sister away from the intimate fold of the triplets. An unwelcome interloper.

"It doesn't bother you that she's had relations with both Wanda and I?" Pietro intently watching any sign of discomfort from Bucky but found none.

"If you're trying to scare me off, it's not gonna work." Bucky folds his arms in front of his barrel-like chest. Hating to admit this even to himself, Pietro deflates a bit at the sight of the Winter Soldier's muscles. In a contest of strength it was clear who the winner would be. "Your sister has been the only one in decades to be able to take me down when I get into Winter Soldier mode. If being with her means accepting all of this. . . it's a price I don't mind paying. She's made it clear how important you and Wanda are to her. I don't think she's ready to let either of you go. Not over me."

There's almost a twitch of a smile from Pietro. His steam has evaporated. "We have some negotiating to do then."

You were more than surprised when Pietro and Bucky walk into your room. Wanda shoots confused glances at her brother; bristling when Pietro has Bucky sit next to you on the loveseat.

Your brother ignores Wanda's rueful glares and looks you in the eyes. He spoke in Sokovian. "Are you sure you want to be with him?"

"I want to give him a chance. He's. . ." Helplessly you take a quick peek at Bucky who offers you a warm smile that has fireworks blasting off in your time. Hastily you return back to your brother. "I really like him."

On your other side, Wanda melts when she hears the tender tone of your voice. If she put up anymore of a fight, she may actually lose you forever.

And maybe because you were the baby of the triplets, Wanda felt it impossible to at least try and give this interloper a chance if only for your sake.

She sighs wearily; your happiness was everything to her and Pietro. If you were straying from their protective walls, then that meant you were ready to brave the world by yourself. To try things that might be terrifying for the lot of you. It also meant that HYDRA no longer plagued your memories.

Her palm curls softly against your cheek and you hold it there, closing your eyes. "Alright, imp. If you think this man is worthy of you."

"He is." You beam at Bucky who matches your expression before looking back at Wanda. You bring her close to you so that your foreheads press together. "You'll never lose me. You are my blood. No one can change that."

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Hello! I know your requests are closed but I need you to hear out these dad!Soldier Boy(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

· I think he's honestly the "weekend dad" kinda dad, where he does his one thing the whole week and ok Sunday morning he pops out with "wanna go hiking" or "so... How's your grades?"

· He also would take you and Homie to some fast food in the middle of the night.

· I can imagine teenage Homie and him argue about their different ways of bringing you up while you play (or should I say "cut your hair") with scissors you found on a counter

· Also when the school called about the fire or maybe when you beat up w boy twice your size, SB was the proudest dad ever

· And with age you definitely start loving hanging out with SB more, because who else let's you drift on Tesco's parking lot

· Getting back to Homie, I can imagine that him pushing away your good friends and you'd end up finding a best friend just in Class of 09. Oh he would be so dissapointed and the worst part is that he can't get rid of her.

· I imagine you joining the 7 eventually and as much as Homie and SB would be proud of you, rest of the members would be confused by you being identical to HL. But hey, at least you get to hang out with Black Noir again.

Even if my requests are closed, I'll be more than happy to accept a small lil hc 😁 especially when it regards dad!SB and brother!HL

Agree that once a week (always on the Lord's day aka Sunday lol) Soldier Boy is actually an okay dad 😂 both you and HL can't wait for each Sunday. He'll actually take an interest in what his kids want. Call him soft for doing this, but Soldier Boy thinks this one act will make him a better dad than his own was. At least he gave you and your brother this much. You'll take whatever he's willing to give though. Hungry for his attention and favor.

but for the love of god do not ask him for math help. poor homie made that mistake long ago and was forced to explain to his teacher why all he had left of his math homework were shredded pieces of paper.

Late night McDonald's run? Doesn't matter if you want to go or not. Soldier Boy already has you in one arm and pulling Homelander along with the other hand. Maybe he just gets lonely at night when he doesn't have any ladies over to keep his bed warm. This is his way of finding comfort in the fact that he has two little human beings in his house.

I can imagine the three of you bundled together in his truck, you sandwiched between HL and SB. You're basically still asleep with your head nestled against HL's side, leaving Homelander to suffer listening to Soldier Boy's war stories. But once the food was in the truck, you were wide awake. Moments like that were rare in how calm the silence was between everyone. No lick of tension that usually swirled around.

you cutting your hair with scissors as HL and SB fight actually has the two supes laughing that they briefly forget about the huge issue at hand. they can't be serious when you looked like you had tweaker hair. Your big smile was what really got them.

SB will go up to bat for you if you're ever sent to the principal's office at school for fighting. Hell, everyone at your school was utterly terrified of SB

"So if you had it your way, you'd let that fucking piss baby get away with hurting my daughter? Fuck that."

Then he'll turn to you and call you that endearing nickname he rarely used "Come on sweet darlin'. We're getting ice cream and tomorrow when I drop you off I'm sure these useless dick stains will punish that boy equally."

He really shouldn't be so proud about you beating up another kid. Especially since you had the upper hand with your powers. But damn did it make him smile to see his little girl as a fighter.

you know the tesco drifting is something to be kept between you and Soldier Boy. If HL found out, he'd have an aneurysm and scold his own father about how unsafe it was to do that with you in the car.

you thought it was the most fun thing ever

HL has issues once you get friends of your own. as stated HL really doesn't like your female friends since they encouraged you to wear makeup at a young age and dress like a mini trollop. your friends didn't get the hint that HL didn't like them. In fact many of your female friends had huge crushes on your older brother (you wouldn't even get started on the ones that had crushes on your dad)

i think once you join the seven HL while being proud would also have an immediate desire to isolate you from the other members of the team. what if maeve lets slip something unsavory he did. or even the deep could tell you of the humiliating things that HL has made him do for the pure pleasure of it. also what if you prefer them over him?

you're stubborn though. You're Soldier Boy's kid. it's to be expected.

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