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babyhatesreality · 10 months

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Hii I read ur Blog and I'm obsessed 😍😶 I was thinkin about daddy stucky x little reader x little Peter where they are going to a Park for littles and the reader is in a very very young headspace like 1 and wears daipers and use pacis and carries a stuff and blankie around so petie is very protective about her bc he's much older like 6 or 7 and when they at the Park they notice that she's the youngest there and the reader and petie plays in the Sand when Peter get distract and goes from the reader away and after he's away another little goes to the reader and says something like "eww u wear daipers and pacis how old are u? 1?" the reader dont really understand and just plays again so the little take her stuffy and paci and says something like "u should talk when I speak with u dumb little baby" after that she start crying and the daddies look at her from where they talked and when they Start walking to her the little Start screaming answer me! U dumb baby and throws Sand at her. Petie hears her crying and goes to her and tries to comfort her with dada Steve while daddy bucky talked to the caregiver of the little and goes back to the little reader they all tried to comfort reader but she just cries and cries. Petie gives her his play car to comfort her and after a while she falls asleep in the car 💞🥺🥺🥺

Darling! I'm obsessed with you!! <3 Thank you for the sweet thoughts. It gave me the chance to explore Peter and Tony's relationship a bit too! Here we go...with the tiniest twists on a couple of your asks :)

This one time, all the Avengers took their littles to a special section of Central Park for Littles and their caregivers- a chance to enjoy the sunshine and fresh air with like-minded people.

Almost all the littles were over-the-moon excited. Except for you.

You were still fairly new to the family, only having been with Steve and Bucky for 3 months, and had never been on such a big group outing before outside of the Tower.

You were in a much younger headspace than normal due to your anxiety, crying until Papa gave you your favorite blue paci with the stars on it (it reminded you of his shield), and Daddy snuggled you in your little gray blanket with the red stars (that one reminded you of his arm). You then settled down, and from the comfort of Papa's arms, seemed okay and even a little excited with going outside.

Peter was losing his mind, he was so excited. Pepper finally just gave up trying to hold his hand after Tony's laughter only spurred Peter on, as he raced around all the Avengers like crazy.

That made you giggle- you loved to run around too- and Peter instantly caught your laughter. He raced over to you, hopping up and down.

"C'mon, Katie, come play!!" he said enthusiastically. "Uncle Steve, Uncle Bucky, can she? Can she come play?"

"That's up to her, buddy," Steve said, smiling down on the hyperactive boy. He bounced you up and down a little. "What do you think, princess? Wanna go play with Peter?"

You chewed on your paci for a moment, looking at your bestie who had the biggest hopeful look on his face. Wanda and Pietro were playing on the slide and you definitely weren't ready for that yet. Your gaze drifted over to the empty sandbox, and you pointed.

Peter's head whipped around to see where you were pointing, then he spun back to you. "You wanna go play in the sand?? That's the BEST!! Can we? Can we please?" He turned to Tony and Pepper who finally caught up to the four of you. "Can we, Daddy, pleeeeease?"

"Course you can, Pete," Tony said, smiling indulgently at his boy.

"He can what?" Pepper asked, cautious as always.

"No idea," Tony replied promptly.

Steve set you down carefully, trying to gauge how you were feeling about all of this. Clutching your blanket firmly, you held out your hand to Petey, who took it and cheered, but made sure to walk at your pace. He knew that it could be scary if he went too fast for you, so he tried his hardest to be the best bestie he could be.

You looked behind you to make sure your daddies were still there. They both waved and smiled at you, so you giggled and waved back, toddling over to the sandbox with joy.

You and Peter played, him racing his toy cars around the track he drew in the sand, and you scooping sand in a toy shovel then dumping it in front of you, giggling. Every time Peter won his own car race, you clapped with glee, giggling behind your paci.

After a while, Peter looked at you. "Imma get us some juice boxes, okay? Are you okay if I go get us juice?" he asked anxiously, really thirsty but not willing to leave you alone if you weren't okay with it. You tilted your head and smiled at him, before nodding hard.

His face lit up and he jumped in excitement. "Okay! I be right back, don't go nowhere!" And he took off.

You kept absentmindedly shoveling the sand back and forth. It was very soothing and you didn't have to talk- right up your alley.

Just then, a big kid that you didn't know walked up to you. You were a little startled, but just kept playing with the sand, trying to make him go away by ignoring him.

"Ugh, they shouldn't let little babies in here," the kid grumbled. "You still have a pacifier and everything. I bet you still use diapers too, huh? You're gonna mess up the sandbox forever," he taunted. "You can't even talk, 'cause you're just a dumb baby, right??"

You looked up at him, afraid. You hadn't been doing anything at all- why was this kid suddenly picking on you? And calling you names?

You whimpered and saw both Bucky and Steve's heads suddenly snap towards you. They both instantly got up and started making their way towards the two of you.

The bully got mad that you didn't answer. "C'mon, talk to me, you dumb BABY!" On the word 'baby', he kicked the pile of sand in front of you- right into your face. You managed to close your eyes just in time, but the stinging granules still hurt your cheeks.

"HEY!" you heard Bucky and Steve shout as they started running towards you. But before they could reach you, another primal roar hit your ears.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Peter screamed, charging the offender like a raging bull. He head rammed the kid right in the gut, sending him flying, before tossing the juice boxes down and leaping on top of the kid, pummeling the living daylights out of him.

"THAT'S MY FRIEND!!" Peter screamed as he beat his fists onto the bully's face and chest. "NOBODY MESSES WITH MY FRIEND!"

And that's when all hell really broke loose.

It became a massive whirlwind as Tony forcibly pulled Peter off the bully, Steve had to stop Bucky from diving onto the bully himself, Peter breaking loose with rage and going after the kid again, Steve grabbing Peter this time, Pepper grabbing the bully by the ear and hauling him away from the scene, Bucky snatching you off the ground and brushing the sand off your face desperately making sure you hadn't been hurt, and Steve handing a still-thrashing-about Peter off to Tony and marching away with Pepper to confront the bully's caregiver.

"Never a dull moment," Tony grumbled, keeping an iron grip on his boy.

Bucky managed to get all the sand off your face. "Baby, are you okay?" he asked frantically, adrenalin still racing through his veins. "Are you hurt?"

You blinked twice as the whole situation caught up to you. You began sobbing, laying your head on Bucky's shoulder.

He instantly began patting and soothing you, picking up and shaking off your red starred blanket. He gave it to you to you hold as you cried and he comforted you.

Hearing your cries, Peter stopped struggling. He looked over his shoulder at Tony. "Daddy, I gotta help Katie, leggo."

"Excuse me?" Tony said sharply, making Peter gulp and suddenly come to his senses. "You wanna try that again, big man?"

Peter ducked his head, but looked back at Tony. "Sorry, Daddy. I mean can I please help Katie now?"

Tony sighed and looked at Bucky for direction. Bucky was still fuming himself but trying to rein it in for your sake. Tony knew he needed to help out here. Who would have thought HE'D be the grown up in charge right now.

"C'mon, let's sit down, all of us," Tony said firmly, surprised when both Peter and Bucky stomped towards the closest park bench without protests.

Bucky sat down, keeping you pressed into his chest while you cried, putting his cheek on the top of your head like you liked. Peter scrambled up next to him, anxiously patting your leg.

"It's okay, Katie, I won't let him hurt you again," he said confidently.

Bucky turned to Peter, a smile finally forming on his face. "Thanks for the assist, kid," he said gruffly, but with a grin.

"Peter, are you okay?" Tony asked, sure of the answer, but needing the boy's focus. When Peter turned to him and nodded, he exhaled heavily.

"Well. Let it be known not to mess with you, buddy," he said, his stoic demeanor in place. "I'm proud of you for standing up for your friend, Pete. Mommy may have a few thoughts to share with the both of us, but me personally? Loved it. Ten out of ten. But if Mommy asks, I reminded you that if someone is picking on you or a friend, you come get one of us to help. Capeesh?"

"Capeesh!" Peter said, before hugging Tony hard and turning back to you. He gently pressed one of his toy cars into your hand.

You stopped crying, and looked at it, smiling. The car race resumed instantly.

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bucky-barnes-lover · 8 months

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do something with Bucky Barnes x Female Reader where she makes Bucky jealous by flirting with Steve? I have a thing for jealous Bucky🥵😍

So....... Ik it's been a while but I've had a pretty fucking busy week due to going in and out of the hospital and other shit, but here is the fic u requested. Hope u like it.

Bucky Barnes x fem!reader: Jealousy Jealousy

⚠️ Warnings: ⚠️ Pure filthy smut. Unprotected P in V. Jealous Bucky. Curse words (To be expected if u know my writing style)

W.C: 725

"So can I buy you a drink?" I asked Steve, eyeing his freshly ironed blue suit. "Are you drunk y/n?? You do realise you are engaged, yes?" He questioned, clearly concerned as to why I was flirting with my fiancé's best friend.

Oh, I knew very well that I was sober, I just liked to make Bucky jealous occasionally. Well more often than not, at nearly every party at the compound I found a way to make him want to show everyone who I belonged to. And there was a party every weekend, So quite often the night would end in Bucky grabbing my arm and dragging me to our room.

Today was no different. A couple winks and brushing along Steve's arm got Bucky on his feet. In 3 long strides he was next to me, caressing my waist. "Do you realise what you're doing to me doll?" He whispered in my ear, his voice silky and rich. "I was just offering to buy Stevie here a drink" I responded, immediately regretting the decision of calling Steve Stevie. "So it's Stevie now is it? I thought only Tony called him that." He replied, Jealousy creeping up in his voice.

I could just about make out the soft mutter of 'Get a Room' escaping Steve's lips. I giggled to myself as I tried to keep the moan slipping from my mouth as Bucky brushed his soft and gentle lips along my neck, his thumb roughly digging into my hips as he continued caressing my waist.

A couple minutes later we were in our room. Clothes long forgotten on the beige carpet and instead the feeling of Bucky's comforting stubble roaming my body. No longer trying to keep it hidden, I let the moans fall freely from deep within my throat. I could've sworn I may have growled a couple times but Buck didn't seem to mind.

I could feel his warm breath nearing my sex and I shuddered at the thought of having him inside me once again. He ripped off my panties and threw them on the floor as he spread my legs open. He leaned his head down and buried his face in my pussy. Bucky's nose brushed against my clit as his tongue slipped through my folds and along my entrance. Working his tongue expertly through.

Eager moans escaped my lips as his tongue started playing with my clit. I could feel the familiar sensation run through my body, tingly and pleasurable. Bucky lifted his head from in-between my thighs and looked up at me with his bright green eyes smirking.

I let out an annoyed moan at the audacity of this man. "You were annoying me earlier, so now I'll annoy you." He said with a knowing smile.

Bucky unzipped his jeans and threw them aside along with his boxers. I could feel his hard cock against my pussy and with one swift thrust he was inside of me. He started with soft thrusts, so I could adjust to his size but within seconds it was pure filthy, rough sex.

"Fuck, Bucky please." I wasn't even sure what I was begging for but his thrusts became more and more powerful. Our loud moans echoed around the room as well as the sound of skin hitting skin. "Fuck, Baby. You feel so good" Bucky moaned thrusting deeper inside of me, "Fuck" was all I could respond with. Gosh he felt good.

Eventually Bucky's thrusts became lazy and the same familiar feeling boiled up inside of me as he hit my g-spot thrust after thrust. Soft moans escaped my lips "I'm close baby, I'm close" I moaned as my walls clenched around his thick cock. "Uhhh. You feel so good babydoll." He responded, "Cum for me."

He continued rubbing my clit with his vibranium fingers and I let out a loud moan as relief washed over me. "Uhhh, Bucky" I moaned as I came undone under him. Within seconds after me, Bucky moaned out my name and I felt hot cum explode into my wet pussy.

After helping clean me up, Bucky caressed my body with kisses and massaged my back. Laying on his chest for hours on end just talking and enjoying the soft tingle his hands left behind after touching me.

Well, Making Bucky jealous isn't a bad idea 😉.

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nicoline1998enilocin · 10 months

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I'm so in love with your tony stark one shot 😍 he's so perfect and in love and the best man in the world, and the proposal was the cutest thing ever... can I request a honeymoon sex with tony and fem reader? A very very romantic and sweet sex in a place very cold so they can bond by the fireplace after the sex and a cute aftercare 🥹

I would give my life to be his wife ❤️

Baby, it's cold outside

PAIRING | Husband!Tony Stark x Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 3.7K

SUMMARY | You've just gotten married to the love of your life, and are currently on your honeymoon in one of the most beautiful countries of the world. The scenery you're looking over is absolutely breathtaking, but your husband is doing everything he can to take that breath away in all different kinds of ways. And of course, there will also be lots of snuggles in front of the big fireplace too.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Age gap (Reader is in her late 20’s, Tony is in his late 30’s), smut [ Daddy kink, teasing, nipple play, oral (F&M receiving), handjob, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), multiple orgasms, squirting, lots of praise/praise kink ], light swearing.

A/N | Hi Nonnie, thank you so much for the amazing request! I'm glad to see you liked this one shot, and I'm absolutely ecstatic to work on this amazing request of yours! And let's be honest here, he would absolutely make one hell of a husband! 🖤

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''I do,'' you say, and Tony slides the gorgeous wedding ring you picked out together over your finger. You can't get the smile off your face even if you wanted to, this moment is absolutely beautiful. This, right here and right now, is the beginning of the rest of your life as Mrs. Stark. More specifically, Y/N Stark-Y/L/N. ''I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride!'' your officiant says and before you can even comprehend what just happened, you feel your husband's lips on yours, and it feels exactly like the first kiss you ever shared, like fireworks are going off all around you.

When the two of you part you're looking into the eyes of the man you've been dying to marry for months now, and you couldn't be happier. The rest of the night went by in a blur, and before you knew it, you were on his private jet on the way to your honeymoon destination. ''So... Are you going to tell me where we will be going?'' you ask as you're sitting on his lap, your thighs straddled on either side of his. His hands have found their home on your ass where he always puts them so lovingly, and you're so close your noses are almost touching.

''I don't think so, little Angel. I want it to be a surprise after all,'' he says before capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. The two of you haven’t been able to keep your hands off each other ever since you were pronounced husband and wife, but you also made a promise to each other to wait until you were at your honeymoon destination to make your wedding official by sharing your first time as husband and wife. You had many talks about how that first time would play out, and both of you had lots of fun fulfilling those plans at the same time.

“Mr. and Mrs. Stark, we will arrive at our destination in approximately 30 minutes, we are preparing for the landing,” the pilot said, and you were getting very impatient and curious. “Daddy, please! I need to know where we’re going!” You say with a pout on your face, and that immediately got his attention. “Don’t even think about it before we arrive, or else you will be punished,” he says with a dark look in his eyes, and as much as you’d love to see what he would do to you, you decide to stop it for now. “Sorry,” you whisper and you nuzzle your face in his neck, wanting to be as close to him as possible right now.

He rubs his hands over your back in random patterns and it relaxes you completely, you haven’t felt this relaxed in a long time. “I love you so much, Honey Bee,” he says and he gives a small kiss on your forehead. “Love you too, Babe,” you say and the rest of the flight is spent whispering sweet nothings to each other as you’re cuddled up in a warm embrace. All Tony told you is to pack warm clothing, and you did but not before Tony let you pick out practically an entire new winter wardrobe. “I want nothing but the best for my gorgeous wife-to-be,” he told you when you went shopping for your honeymoon.

And now, the time is here, you’ve let Tony go to put on your brand new winter coat and your snow boots because you were going to need them. “Are you ready to see where we will be spending the next three weeks together?” He asks and you eagerly nod. “Yeah!” is all you say before Tony swings open the airplane door and you’re hit by the cold air from the outside, and you’re more than ever glad you’re wearing earmuffs. “Welcome to our beautiful home in the Swiss Alps!” Tony says as he leads you out of the plane and towards the huge house in front of you.

“Did you say-“ “Yes I did, Honey Bee. We own this gorgeous house in front of you, it’s all ours. Or more specifically yours since I got it put in your name when I bought it not too long ago,” he says and you’re completely gobsmacked at his confession. You own a huge house - or a mansion, even - and you didn’t even know about it. Now it starts to make sense why he didn’t tell you, he bought it for you and wanted to surprise you with it. “Happy honeymoon,” he said and you quickly turned around, crashing your lips onto his as you didn’t have the words to tell him how you feel right now.

After Tony has shown you the entirety of the house, the two of you have finally found your way to the master bedroom, and it is gorgeous, with an amazing view over the Swiss Alps. You have excused yourself to the en suite to change into the white lingerie you bought especially for this moment, and you can't wait for Tony to see how it looks on your body. When you have it on you look at yourself in the mirror and are enjoying yourself from every single angle, not wanting to wait any longer because all you want to do is make sweet love to your husband.

''Are you ready, Baby?'' you ask as you pull the door open slowly. ''Yes, I am, Honey Bee. I can't wait to see what you're wearing right now,'' he says, he already took off his clothes except for his underwear, and he was sitting on the bed with a single white rose in his hands. He turned on some soft music to add to the romantic atmosphere, and he finished it off with some candles lit throughout the room, giving it an almost ethereal glow. When you walk out you hear his breath hitch in his throat and you can't help but chuckle at it. ''I guess that means you like what you're seeing, huh?'' you tease as you slowly walk over. ''Fuck, you know I do Honey Bee,'' he says and when you're at the edge of the bed, he takes your hand and guides you between his legs.

''This is for you, my beautiful wife. This will be the first of many more roses that I will give you throughout the rest of our lives together. With this rose I promise you that you will always be mine, and I will always be yours. I love you, Y/N, and I plan on showing you every single day in everything that I do. And right now, I would like to start showing you how much I love you by taking you apart little by little until nothing is coming out of your mouth but my name,'' he says and with that, he strokes up your arm and towards your neck so he can pull you toward himself and capture your lips in a sweet, loving and gentle kiss. Neither of you was in a hurry, and you were going to take every last minute you have to make each other feel more loved than ever before.

When you pull apart you get the rose out of his hand and you put it on the nightstand, so it won't get damaged. ''C'mere Honey Bee,'' he says and he makes sure you can straddle his lap, your thighs on either side of his, your chests touching as your head is lulled onto your shoulder due to the loving kisses Tony is placing on your neck. When he reaches your pulse point he gives it a little more attention since he knows that's your sweet spot, and soft moans keep leaving your mouth. Your hands are wrapped around his biceps and they squeeze softly to keep you grounded, your hips slightly rolling against his erection.

Now that the two of you could finally enjoy each other in every single way, you weren't planning on leaving any part of the other untouched, unkissed, or unloved. Tony's hands moved from your waist down to your hips and onto your butt, his hands kneading the flesh with both hands as his mouth continued its way down to your chest, where his hands soon joined as you leaned back a little, giving him the access he's looking for. His hands slide the straps of your bra down and off your arms, followed by the hooks on your back revealing your pebbled nipples to him from the attention he already gave you so far.

Your bra found its way onto the floor as you were completely and utterly wrapped up in bliss, Tony is giving soft kisses all over your breasts, except for the place where you’re so sensitive, where you needed his touches the most. You could feel Tony smirk as you kept grinding your hips into him, getting the friction you’re longing for right now. “Daddy, please! Stop teasing me,” you softly whine and it only makes Tony smile bigger, he has you right where he wants you right now. You can feel him getting even harder when you say it and you know exactly what he’s thinking in this moment, you knew he was doing this just for you, and the pay-off would be immense.

“Patience, Honey Bee. All you need to do is be patient right now and I will give you everything you want, everything you’re craving right now,” he says, his voice slightly deepened from the arousal he’s feeling right now. “I-It’s hard, Daddy. Can’t be patient w-when you tease me,” you say and he chuckles. “I know, Honey Bee, just hold on a little longer. I know you can do it,” he says and in less than a minute his mouth has taken your sensitive nipple in your mouth, sucking on it to pull a loud from deep within your chest.

Of course, you know he’s right. Being patient will always give you nothing but pleasure, but sometimes it was just difficult to wait when all you wanted to do is be filled up by him until you can’t think anymore. He keeps sucking on your nipple until it is nice and hard, which is when he sinks his teeth into it softly just the way you like, another loud moan escaping your lips, your hips involuntary grinding into his, the friction almost being too much right now. You’re getting close to your orgasm and you can almost taste it at this point. You need just a little more from him and you will be pulled over that edge.

His fingers keep tugging and rolling your other nipple between his rough fingers and he can tell you’re getting close. He switches his movements and immediately sucks in your other nipple and that is enough to pull you over the edge, grinding into him harder the friction on your clit makes you a squirming mess as he holds you up. He helps you grind through your orgasm and when you’re back with him he captures your lips in his. “S’good Daddy,” you say when he pulls away, already getting a little cockdrunk besides him not even being inside you just yet.

“I’m gonna lay you down now, Honey Bee,” he says as he lifts you off his lap, and guides you to lay on your back, your legs immediately falling open in anticipation. Tony hums as he sees you laying like that, and he crawls up to you, giving you a deep kiss where the two of you explore each other's mouths as if it’s the first time you ever kissed as if the two of you want to commit every inch to memory. His hands move down to the edge of your panties and he swiftly pulls them down your legs.

When they’ve joined the small of clothes on the floor, he starts leaving a trail of small kisses over your cheek, jaw, neck, and chest until he reached your hips. When he’s there he starts giving open-mouthed kisses followed by his hands, your back arching slightly in anticipation as he’s getting closer to your heat, already dripping from your first orgasm. ''You're being perfect for me, Honey Bee,'' he says before finally attaching his mouth to your clit where he softly suckles a little bit, pulling some more moans and whimpers from you. ''I can listen to those gorgeous noises for hours,'' he says and you get a little flushed at his praise.

Before you can react to him you feel his tongue lay flat against your slit and licking a big stripe from your entrance to your clit, making your hips buck up and into his face involuntarily. Moans of his name keep flowing out of your mouth, as well as the occasional ''Daddy, yes, feels good!'' as he's bringing you to the edge of your next orgasm, his fingers never stopping their roaming and teasing of your nipples. ''Cum for me, be a good girl and cum all over Daddy's face,'' he says and just like that, your orgasm rips through you, making you see stars at the intensity of it. It is at this moment all words have officially left your brain, except his name.

''How're you feeling, Honey Bee?'' he asks and you just nod, because you can't bring yourself to talk yet. ''Aw, is Daddy's pretty girl already fucked stupid?'' he asks and you blush, trying to hide away your face but Tony won't let you. ''Don't hide away, Honey Bee, I'd love to see that gorgeous face of yours,'' he says as he makes his way back up to your face again, and you just need to be held for a few minutes before continuing, glad that Tony can see that too. Your hands find their way into his soft, fluffy hair and you gently stroke his scalp as the two of you exchange sweet little pecks, just enjoying each other's company for a little while.

When you have found some of your strength back again one of your hands moves down to cup Tony's cheek, the other traveling even further down until you reach his still-hard dick. ''Hm, are you ready to have some fun again, Daddy?'' you ask and you kiss him, licking your way into his mouth immediately and you can feel his dick twitch underneath your fingertips at your question and kiss. You moved to sit between his legs, and without any teasing you took him into your mouth, taking about half of him in your mouth and throat first to get used to him again. It was always a bit of a stretch in your throat and even though you can take him entirely, you never do it right away.

You hollow your cheeks as you suck, your tongue pressed to the underside of his dick earning yourself deep groans from his chest, as well as the occasional moan of your name. ''F-fucking hell, Y/N, that mouth is perfect,'' he groans and it only makes you feel more turned on, the slick between your legs becoming more until you're practically dripping onto the sheets, your hips bucking up against nothing at the sounds he's releasing. You keep working him slowly deeper into your mouth, your hand moving down to his balls to give him even more pleasure. When you slide down his shaft one more time you completely take him into your throat, earning you the biggest praise of all, ''Oh, FUCK! Gonna cum!'' he shouts and before you know it his thick, white ropes of cum are shooting their way down your throat, all the while you're still taking him completely.

When you let go he finally releases the hold he had on the sheets as he came down your throat, and you're panting to finally get the air in your lungs you've been depriving yourself of. You have the biggest smile on your face as Tony pulls you into his arms, he needs some cuddles during his refractory period and you're more than happy to give him just that. There are some more chaste kisses exchanged and you feel loved beyond words, and the feeling of joy is overwhelming right now. Your fingers trace lazy patterns through his chest hair while the two of you lay there for a few minutes.

''Are you ready to go for some more, young lady?'' he asks and you tell him you are. ''Am ready for you, Daddy. Need you inside me,'' you say and with that, he gently lays you on your back and your legs fall open again to let him in between them. You're still very wet and turned on, meaning Tony can just easily slide in and you have been waiting for this moment. He lines up with your entrance and slowly pushes in, careful not to hurt you even though the two of you have done this countless times before. ''D-daddy!'' is all you can say before you squirt all over him and the sheets, and he's barely even slid into you. ''Holy fuck, Honey Bee, I should tease and treat you like that more often,'' he chuckles before he lines up again, this time sliding in slowly with soft moans being exchanged.

''P-please, slow,'' you whine softly and he does, you're already a little overstimulated but as long as Tony takes it slow, you know you can handle it. ''You're doing amazing for me, you're a perfect girl for me right now. Taking Daddy so well in this tight cunt, never want to leave,'' he says as he slowly starts thrusting, your back arching into him and he leans over to give you sweet, passionate kisses while finding the perfect rhythm for both of you. When soft moans keep escaping from your lips he knows he found it, and the two of you keep doing this for a while, completely melting into each other's bodies.

''Gonna speed up a little, Honey Bee, I'm close,'' he says before placing a few soft kisses on your neck and you nod. ''Gonna cum too,'' you say, and with that, he picks up his pace and within a few more thrusts he comes undone deep inside you, while you cum again and as your walls clench and flutter it prolongs both your orgasms. ''Love you so much, Daddy,'' you say with the little bit of a voice you have left, throat raw from the blowjob as well as the constant moans and whines leaving your mouth, and he places soft kisses all over your body while he climbs off to grab a warm washcloth you clean you up, and in the meantime, he runs a bath for both of you.

When he comes back he cleans you up while being careful with your most sensitive parts and he lifts you, letting your legs wrap around him like a koala bear. The two of you are just enjoying each other's company, no words need to be exchanged to know how deeply you love each other, and how happy you are with one another. He steps into the tub that was filled with a rose bath bomb to add to the atmosphere, the music he put on earlier still softly playing in the background and he sets you down and turns you around so his chest is flush with your back. His hands are roaming over your body in a loving, caring way and he makes sure not to miss a single inch.

When the two of you have been sitting like that for a while he grabs the soap and a shower puff, loading a generous amount on there and he lets you slightly lean forward so he can wash your neck and back before moving to your legs, thighs, stomach, chest, and arms. His lips leave soft kisses on your neck and shoulders as you relax in his hold, underneath his touch. The soap does its job and you feel squeaky clean, so when he's done you return the favor by doing the same to him. When the water starts getting cold, the two of you get out, and dry off before making your way to the living room together, to enjoy the rest of your night with each other.

Right now it felt like you were in heaven, wrapped up in front of the fireplace with your amazing husband. He always gave you everything your heart could ever desire, but when the two of you got married, he gave you the best thing he ever could, the promise of forever with each other. You already had each other's hearts, but by saying ‘I do’, the two of you showed the world that you would be by each other's side through everything, and you promised to love each other for all of eternity.

The two of you had enjoyed your bath together and were fully relaxed, and now you were enjoying the warmth radiating off each other and the crackling coming from the wood and the flames. No words had to be said, both were very comfortable in the silence that surrounded both of you as you snuggled together, enjoying each other's naked bodies in a different, but still very intimate way. Your touches weren’t sexual right though, they were sensual and filled with love. You placed your head on Tony’s chest and listened to his heartbeat and his breaths.

If this is what heaven feels like, you never want to leave. If this is what heaven looks like, you would never want to see anything else. This moment was nothing but utter perfection, and there were 3 more weeks of this to come. “I love you, Honey Bee,” he whispered against the crown of your head before placing a soft kiss there and rubbing your side and back lovingly in random patterns. You were very content and almost asleep, but you were conscious enough to still hear him, and respond. “Love you too, Babe,” is the last thing you said before your breath evened out and you fell asleep in the arms of your husband in your house in the Swiss Alps. Life has never felt more perfect.

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ourpickwickclub · 1 month

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I thought someone on Twitter/X did a good job of describing G and Tony last night….along the lines of some people will always have chemistry….but that doesn’t mean that is who you marry or spend your life with. It resonated with me because I have a college boyfriend that I rarely see…it wasn’t the best break-up….but over the years, I will randomly run into him and we can pick up as if we just saw each other. I think of him fondly and am happy to see him but it doesn’t compare with what I have with my husband. Tony and Gwen have a connection because they were a young couple and have known each other for a really long time but it is more like brother and sister and nothing at all like the soulmates andCHEMISTRY hat Gwen and Blake have…as evidenced by tonight’s hot photos!

Tony tried to get back together with Gwen after the breakup and she said no. They joked about it early on but I have always felt like it was played up by the label. But I do think for many years Gwen trusted Tony as a dear friend.

What stands out to me is how emphatically Gwen told everyone thru IG stories, that was fun but LOOK, I’m in Nashville with Blake, there are Blake’s boots, I love my husband SO much!!! Playing There’s A Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths 😍😍😍😍😍😍.

Coachella was awesome but Gwen playing that amazing song by The Smiths with a pic of her and Blake….that is what healed my teenage soul. True love!

And Blake looked so happy and proud.

- B

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whyse7vn · 1 year

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POSITIVE VIBES ONLY! -

[ ot7 x reader ]

WHO’S IN PARIS?

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: can someone wire me 100k?

jk: how do you wire something??

y/n: beats me

namjoon: 100k?

jimin: why?

jin: did you hear lucas left nct LAMSOO

yoongi: who?

hobi: i’m about to raise the roof

yoongi: oh

tae: can someone send me 100k or not omg

y/n: are you not a millionaire???

jk: word on the streets is that he’s a hardcore gambler

jin: ur living room does not count as “the streets”

jk: 😟

y/n: guys kai is enlisting i’m gonna throw up

yoongi: gws

hobi: pretty girl you like peaches 🩷

y/n: you’ll never be him

hobi: 😞

namjoon: why does tae need 100k??

y/n: yeah why does tae need 100k??

jk: let the audience know tae

tae: yes or no can you send it now?

jin: i could but i won’t

yoongi: no

jimin: asked for coffee the other day and you said no

now you want 100k how about you kys

hobi: i’ll send it

y/n: no you won’t

hobi: i won’t send it

jk: bold of you to assume i have 100k

namjoon: jungkook what?

you make more than 100k a day??

jk: okay??

bold of you to assume i have access to my card

namjoon: ??

jin: i don’t even wanna know tbh

y/n: he once ordered a 10k marching band the day after the hamster we had died because he needed to “clear his head”

jimin: you guys had a hamster??

jk: lived one day will miss tony forever ☝🏻

yoongi: this is why we shouldn’t of let the 2 youngest members live together

y/n: jungkook once brought a “picassco” painting of iron man for 50k

jk: is very pretty it’s in my room

hobi: picasso is dead

jk: what

jimin: tae and jennie let’s get into that

tae: let’s not

jin: REAL is that why you need 100k stuck in paris bf of the year?

y/n: RIGHT WHAGT IS GOING ON FR

tae: nothing

namjoon: ?

y/n: be fr tae

tae: are you jealous??

y/n: no

jk: yes

y/n: what

tae: what

jk: ur giving her 100k ofc im jealous

jin: omg?

y/n: FR??

namjoon: ur giving her 100k?

jimin: that’s insane

yoongi: does she not have money?

hobi: her and tae fr twins then

jimin: how is he giving away money he clearly doesn’t have?

tae: i have 100k

jimin: ur not acting like it

namjoon: wait so ur asking us to send you 100k that you already have to give to ur gf?

tae: what??

jk: guys i’m kinda confused rn

tae: i don’t have a gf?

yoongi: bro

jimin: i don’t even care anymore

y/n: tae was dropped as a baby

tae: OMG 😧????

jimin: constantly

tae: wtf namjoon say something this SICK the way they talk to me

namjoon: i give up

y/n: wasn’t talking TO you i try to keep that to a minimum

tae: when she hates you 😍

jk: jennie hates you?

hobi: she’s kinda real for that

tae: stfu about jennie

jk: omgee did you fight??

yoongi: you guys are not real

there’s no way

jimin: the next bitch to send a question mark being shot and killed immediately

y/n: mark lee

hobi: let’s play ball

tae: mid

y/n: MARK LEE MID ARE YOU OUT OF UR MIND???

jimin: …

y/n: if you shoot at kill me that would be considered a hate crime

jimin: it will be worth it

y/n: :c

jk: :3

hobi: :0

yoongi: freaks

namjoon: cute

tae: guys i feel like you don’t actually love and care for me

jk: whaaat ur really cool!

y/n: yikes

jin: jungkook sarcasm says it all tbh

jk: what

jin: nvm he just dumb as hell

jk: ??

jin: ur so cool jungkook!!!!!!

jk: ur coolest jin ^^

jimin: the oldest too

namjoon: don’t start

yoongi: yikes x2

hobi: eeek

jimin: i care for none of you

y/n: ur ugly

jimin: take it back

yoongi: i would put you all in a freezer

namjoon: what?

hobi: cold >.<

jk: does tae still need 100k?

tae: YES

jk: okay

tae: ???

jk: ???

tae: are you not giving it to me?

jk: no?

tae: wtf?

why did you ask then?

jk: cuz i wanted to know if you still needed it?

y/n: all these questions not enough answers

jimin: amen

hobi: queencard

namjoon: i think being in this gc is what taking acid would feel like

jin: druggie

jk: namjoon pls don’t do drugs

yoongi: save me

hobi: so tae is single?

tae: taken by the lord

jimin: i’ve been counting down the days for the lord to take you

tae: when i actually die ur gonna feel an unbearable amount of guilt

y/n: jimin when will you rest omg

jimin: i’m a born hater it’s hard to live like me

yoongi: if i were you i would kms

namjoon: i love having positive conversations with you all

hobi: me 2

jk: is it just me or am i the only one not seeing the positivity rn…

y/n: love you bffs 💓

jk: okay nvm !!!

me after lying saying i’m gonna release more stuff and then just running away 🤭🤭🤭. i’m just silly like that am i gonna regret posting this at 3 am and not proof reading it? possibly but it’s okay i’m back for how long? god knows but the jennie and tae stuff absolutely crazy i must say #gothemtho i have nothing else to add love u kissing you mwah mwah.

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Kiss Cam

First can I just say ^^^ Damn 😍

Summary: When you and Parker go to the Cubs game, you end up on the Kiss Cam.

Warnings: mention of death.

Word count: 1639

Fandom: NCIS

Pairing: Alden Parker x f!reader

Kiss Cam

Once you got used to Alden being around instead of Gibbs, you began to get to know him. Soon you found out you had things in common, like, you both like the Cubs. You were born in Chicago and your dad always took you to a game when he was on leave. It was your thing. But after he died, you stopped going. It was just too painful to go without your best friend.

Parker had asked you if you wanted to go to a couple of games now but you always declined. Partly because it was your father-daughter bonding activity. But also because you now harboured a large and not very subtle crush on you new boss and being alone with him both excited you and scared the crap out of you. You knew you’d do something stupid and then you’d have to quit.

Everyone on the team knew. In fact, everyone in the building knew. All except Parker. Or at least he didn’t show any indication that he knew.

Jess was the first to notice your longing looks. Then Kasie, then McGee. Torres was the last to notice and he ended up handing Jess, 20 bucks. Over the next few months, they start to notice that the boss may feel the same way. You didn’t believe them. I mean the guy was quite possibly the sexiest guy you’ve ever seen.

Soon they get sick of the two of you just looking at each other all the time when the other isn’t watching. So, Torres and Jess buy you two some tickets to the next Cubs game and they weren’t going to let you say no. McGee told them not to push you but they didn’t listen but then again, they didn’t know the reason you said no.

McGee did. He was there. He was there with you through it all. Your dad came back from a tour and he was hit by a car which put him in a coma. McGee sat with you, in the waiting room, in your father’s room. When you found out your father was brain dead, he was right there with you. He was right there when you had to make the decision to turn off the life support. McGee used all his comp time to stay with you. For so long it was just you and your dad and when you lost him, you lost yourself.

You didn’t leave your house in months, not until McGee decided to drag you out and take you to the one person, he knew always made you smile. Ducky. The guy was like a grandfather to you. You reckon your dad would have like him too, because he was a sucker for a good story and Ducky had plenty of them.

Slowly you began to realise that you still had family and you still had people who cared about you. McGee, Ducky, Abby, Tony, Ziva and Gibbs, who became your secondary parental figure. You almost broke down again when he didn’t return, but when McGee told you about what he said, about Shannon and Kelly and how he was finally at peace, you were happy. Maybe you’d find that one day too.

When Jess and Nick presented the tickets to you both, they claimed that some friends gave them to them and since they weren’t fans, they wanted you to have them so they didn’t go to waste.

“You wanna go?” Parker asked you. You looked over to McGee, your eyes pleading for him to help you, “I take that as a no,” he sighed, moving towards Jess to take the tickets but Jess pulled them out of his reach. His eyebrow furrowed in confusion.

“You both should go. You both like the Cubs, so why not?”

“Jess, she doesn’t wan…”

“I haven’t been to a game since my dad died,” you admitted aloud, your eyes looking at your feet. You sniffled, wiping your eyes trying to compose yourself before raising your head to look at Parker, “It was never because I just didn’t wanna go with you. It was just,” you paused, shrugging as you glanced quickly at McGee then back to his gorgeous hazel eyes, “I-it was something we did together, father-daughter bonding, you know?”

Parker smiled softly, nodding his head. He was glad that you weren’t trying to actively avoid him but seeing you cry made his heart ache, it took all his power not to pull you to him and hold you until the pain numbed, “We can leave if it gets too much,”

You thought about it for a second, looking over at McGee who nodded and mouthed ‘go on’

“okay”

***

It’s the day of the game and you were nervous. Why? Because you had no idea what you were going to wear. Should you wear your jersey and cap or should you wear something to impress the man that you spend most of your time thinking about?

After much internal debate, you decided to go in your jersey. Simply because you argued with yourself so much that you didn’t leave enough time to figure something else out.

A knock sounded at the door and your inner teenager squealed as if this was your first date. Don’t be stupid. You thought to yourself. It’s not a date. No way someone as sexy, beautiful, handsome, hot, gorgeous… okay stop before you get too carried away.

You picked up your purse and headed for the door, you quickly opened it and you were greeted by Parker. In a cubs sweatshirt. Something you never thought you’d find so sexy and yet this man proves you wrong.

He looked up at you, looking at your cap, “You ready to go?”

“Yeah,” you said, grabbing your keys from the bowl you kept beside the door. Something you had to do because at least you knew where they were.

The car ride was mostly silent, until Parker noticed your leg bouncing up and down. He reminded you that you could leave at any time if it got too much. You reassured him that you were okay, just nervous.

When you got to the Ballpark, as if on autopilot, you went to get a hot dog. You apologize to Parker when you realise what you’d done. He just smiled and told you not to worry about it.

You got to your seats and the game began. At first you felt guilty for having fun but soon when you see Parker enjoying himself and being very enthusiastic, you start to relax and just enjoy the moment. You laughed when the kiss cam came up, remembering when you and your dad appeared one year, on your 12th birthday and he kissed your nose. But then something happened. You and Parker were on the screen.

You try to cover your face as everyone around you cheers. Both you and Alden shake your heads and the cheers turn to boos. The cam finally moves on to others and the game resumes. Then it happens again. Several times.

You rolled your eyes, fed up, “Oh, for fuck sake!” you yell before grabbing Alden’s face, bringing his lips to yours. What were you doing? Although, he’s not pulling away. Cheers erupted but you barely register them. All you can think about is the feeling of his silky smooth lips on yours. His moustache tickling your nose. But your about to get too carried away. You wanted nothing more than to deepen the kiss, to straddle him, to be as close to him as possible. But you were in public, so you reluctantly pull away, blushing. Quickly you turn your attention back to the field as the game resumes, to hide the heat that was coating your usual pale complexion.

“I wonder why they kept coming back to us,” Alden spoke up after about half an hour of silence. He was in shock that you made a move. That you kissed him, on tv, for the world to see. Him. An old man.

You looked at him and shrugged, “Don’t know,” before turning your gaze back to the game.

Yeah, you didn’t know, but there were two people who did.

“Thank you, my good sir,” Nick said as he slipped a hundred bucks to the camera man.

“Think it’ll work?” Jess asked as they both make their way out.

“It was my idea, of course it’s going to work,” Torres cockily replied.

Jess rolled her eyes at him, “I’m amazed you can still fit that big head in the elevator,”

After the game was over, Parker dropped you off back home. He began to apologize about the kiss cam and for being the one they made you kiss. Did he seriously think that you thought kissing him was a bad thing?

You wanted to eliminate those thoughts from his mind, so without the thousands of screaming fans, telling you to kiss. You told yourself. You brought your hand to his face, his beard slightly tickling the palm of your hand and brought his lips down to yours.

This time, it was slow, sweet and private. But now being alone, your self control was slipping away. You brought your other hand to his hair as you deepened the kiss but all too soon he pulled away.

“What are we doing?”

“Kissing,” you shrugged. “You apologized for me having to kiss you on the kiss cam. But it’s something I’ve wanted to do for months,”

“Why me?”

“Don’t you own a mirror?” you asked him, he laughed and pulled you back into a kiss, this one more needy, more desperate. Tongues colliding, teeth clashing. When you pulled away for air, you let your head fall to rest in the crook of his neck and the next words you said would change your relationship forever.

“Stay”

[A/N] hope you liked it. Sort of inspired by the movie "Set it Up" love Zoey Deutch, she's just so adorable and funny in that.

#reader insert #female reader #alden parker #alden parker imagine #alden parker x reader #ncis x reader

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holylulusworld · 8 months

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Hey Lulu! Hope you’re having a nice October! Just wondering what Captain SassyPants and Goddess are up to for spooky season?!

Please feel free to ignore. Just wanted to let you know they still live rent free in my brain! I love their banter 😍

Hi lovely. October has been kind to me so far. I hope yours is great too.

Aw, I love them too. I try to get the next chapter out in November. After Kinktober vs Flufftober is over.

Here's a little blurb for their first Halloween. It's set right after his birthday. Goddess wants to play...

"Steve, please come and pick your girlfriend up," Tony groans. You are threatening to blow his head off if Steve doesn't come out. "I'm not in the mood to end up as a smashed pumpkin."

You cackle manically. *only for the drama of course* Carl, your favorite minion helped you build another weapon. You call it the pumpkin maker and now you threaten the mighty Iron Man once again.

"Steve, she threatened to use her weapon on me. She said it'll turn me into a pumpkin." Tony huffs as your nemesis finally steps out of the building. He's wearing a brand-new suit and his shield.

"Goddess," Steve sighs. "Again?"

Steve looks at the pumpkin-shaped weapon in your hand. It looks like a small bomb, and he worries that you'll wreak havoc today out of all days.

"Trick or treat Captain Sassypants," you grin at Steve. "I got a brand-new costume only for you. I call it the sassy cat. I got cat ears and a tail too."

You turn around and wiggle your ass in your black leather suit.

Steve's eyes darken for a moment, and he clears his throat. "We talked about your attacks on the headquarters and/or my friends."

"But it's fun," you pout. "If you come with me on free terms, I'll shelter your friend's life."

He dips his head to glance at the weapon in your hands again. "Fine."

"Great," you grin. "Carl, get the candy buckets. We are going on a candy raid with Captain America."

"YAY!" Carl cheers from the back. "Candy...candy..."

"Wait...What?" Steve furrows his brows as your minions run toward you, carrying candy buckets.

"Haha...Captain Sassypants. We are going to rob the neighborhood of their candy and bring it to the orphanage."

Steve smiles. He knows that behind your cocky façade, you're a good person. He only needs to make you see you're a hero, not a villain...

#lulu answers #lovely mutuals #captain sassypants and goddess #blurb #steve rogers #steve rogers x villain!reader #steve rogers x reader

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willowsnook · 7 months

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Hiiii Sweetheart! 😍 I'm really really craving some Bucky at the moment, soooo I was wondering if I could send in an idea. Remember the party at the tower at the beginning of Age of Ultron? Maybe we could pretend buck is also there and never taking his eyes off you as you both have a huge crush on each other, but never talk about it. So as Ultron breaks in and attacks, he has to watch you being thrown through several glasses and pass out and he immediately is by your side protecting your body. As it's over he is with you as your medically being treated and he finally admits his feelings and you kiss and it's all fluffy ? 🥺 I hope it's not too weird ❤️

One of the best perks of being an Avenger was getting to go to the infamous Stark parties he held in his penthouse. This one was no less lavish than all the rest. You could hear the party before you stepped out of the elevator. You smoothed your black sparkling cocktail dress down and ran a hand through your curled hair before joining the party. You grabbed a champagne flute from a waiter's tray before heading toward your best friend Steve.

As you were walking you could feel someone staring at you. You turned to look by the bar and caught Bucky Barnes eyes watching you. You and Bucky had a complicated relationship. You loved Steve and he loved Steve so sometimes it felt like you were both fighting for his attention. It didn't help that a couple of months ago after a few two many drinks you found yourself in the winter soldier's bed. Neither of you had spoken a word about that.

"Y/n, you look amazing," Steve said taking your hand and twirling you around.

"You don't look so bad yourself captain," you teased causing him to blush. The two of you surveyed the room before deciding to go mingle. You talked to countless amounts of people but you found yourself always searching for him when your eyes wandered from conversation. You knew he was doing the same because every time you found him, he was ignoring his own conversation and staring back at you.

As the night came to a close everyone started to leave besides the usual crew. They all took spots around the couch while Natasha and I grabbed another drink. Even though there wasn't a ton of room, I gave Bucky a look and he scooted over leaving a very small amount of space. I sunk down, half on his right thigh causing him to stiffen. As the conversation went on I felt him relax and eventually move his right arm to the back of the couch, dangerously close to my head. I could feel his fingers playing with my hair and I blushed.

All of sudden you heard a loud ringing noise and Bucky's hands flew to cover your ears. You looked up to Tony who looked just as confused as you were. Suddenly you all noticed this robot-type thing that had walked into the room. You soon discovered it was Ultron and it was on a mission.

"What mission," you asked.

"Peace in our time," he said and suddenly three more robots flew through the walls. One of them is headed right towards you and you don't have time to move. The impact is strong and suddenly you find yourself crashing through the glass windows to the second level of the house. Then things go black for a couple of minutes.

As you're coming to, you can make out Bucky's figure protectively shielding you yelling something at someone. What is he saying? You took a breath and came back to reality, the pain hitting you all at once.

"I need a fucking medical team over here," he yelled out and you whimpered. His head snapped towards yours, concern in his eyes.

"You're okay doll, just a little banged up okay," he assured you. "Try not to move."

"It hurts," you croaked out and he pushed back some of your hair that was sticking to the blood on your face. Soon you saw a familiar face from the SHIELD medical team coming towards you.

"Alright, let us take a look at her," he said. "Can you step away?"

"I am not moving a fucking inch from her," Bucky snarled and the med flinched. You saw Steve come up and put a hand on his shoulder to coax him to give you some space.

"It's fine, Buck," you told him and his eyes softened before moving back with Steve. The team checked you out and determined nothing was majorly broken but still wanted to take you back to the med center with them. They started to pull a stretcher out but Bucky stopped them.

"I've got her," he said and he scooped you up in his arms. He carried you into the back of an SUV waiting to head to the med center. He made sure you were situated in his lap, holding your head against his chest. "I'm fine Buck I promise," you tried but he cut you off.

"I was so scared when I watched you disappear on the edge, I should have jumped in front of you to protect you," he whispered. You looked up at him staring back at you.

"I can take care of myself," you argued and he gave you a pointed look. "I don't even know why you care so much, if I'm gone then you can have Steve all to yourself." Anger flashed in his eyes.

"I would choose my death over yours a million out of a million times in order to make sure you were okay," he said and your eyes widened. "It's not Steve whose attention I want, it's yours."

"Well, you've got it now."

#bucky imagine #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #marvel imagine

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anika-ann · 1 year

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Cookies and Spark(le)s

Type: one-shot, prequel, canon-ish (see A/N)

Pairining: (pre) Steve Rogers x reader Word count: 4000

Summary: In which you thank the Captain for saving your life on your first mission together by baking cookies, a revelation or two is made and most importantly, you bring a smile to his face – and vice versa.

And so your nickname, Sparkles, is born.

Warnings: FLUFF, mentions of canon-typical violence, Tony being Tony (affectionate), ... I think that’s it?

A/N: Standalone or a one-shot set so-so TWO YEARS before Love on the Brain series; reader is called “Agent Jones”; divider by firefly-graphics 😍

“Let us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.” - Mother Teresa

There was a small smile playing in the corner of Steve’s lips, a quiet but intense feeling of job well-done humming in his chest.

After almost four hours in a gym, a company of ten – and then another ten – agents of various ranks, him and Rollins leading the training and overseeing agents’ drills, Steve was beyond content. There was a reason why they encouraged all agents to sign up for whichever training session available and it didn’t only go down to unregular schedules – it served as a valuable learning experience. The senior agents teaching newbies; the newbies humbling the experienced ones who would have thought they had seen it all, but were proven wrong by a fresh graduate knocking them down; mock opponents of all sizes and strength and tactics, testing each other, some days more than others. And today had felt good, a testimony to the advantages of mixed classes.

Had Steve been a little more spiteful, he’d spend a little more time revelling in the expression on Vale’s face – a senior agent who was sporting attitude issues at times – when she ended up on her back. And as virtuous as people believed Steve to be, he actually did enjoy seeing her fall from her high horse; but the shy smile and the damn helping hand her opponent offered her, right after she had got her on her back, quickly made for a different emotion. Warmer and brining just as much satisfaction.

He wanted to smile at you at your gesture, catching the pleased spark in your eye, but you quickly averted his gaze and returned to your drills. Steve didn’t press; while you were kind and friendly, you also took training – and self-growth, apparently – very seriously. And he had a feeling you were a little unsure about how to act in front of him ever since the last mission.

The fact was that the gentle hum in his heart you had started by kicking Vale’s ass and then helping her up remained until the end of the session, only strengthened by other great moments you and other agents made for.

It truly had been a good afternoon and Steve knew he would sleep well tonight, knowing their system worked – and that they were good people working under the Avengers’ Initiative.

He was just slipping into the sleeves on his hoodie, catching a glimpse of Rollins patting Agent Finnegan on his back as they were leaving, when he heard your voice, instantly attracting his attention despite the slightly awkward note to it.

“Captain Rogers? Can I have a second?”

A brief smile passing over your lips made the corners of his own rise higher on instinct. Your hair was messy, some sticking to your forehead, some flying around as you had had to just pull a hoodie over your head, your stance speaking of both determination and hesitance.

“Sure,” he said, gaze involuntary flickering to the Tupperware box in your hands. “How can I help you, Agent Jones?”

A flicker of surprise caught on your face as if you hadn’t thought he’d remembered your name – a pleasant surprise, Steve hoped. He hardly ever forgot names and faces, a blessing and a curse of his eidetic memory; but he had a feeling that even without his gift, he wouldn’t forget yours. You stood out subtly, but firmly, at least to Steve; and it had little to do with the fact he had covered you and probably saved your life on your first mission together just a few days ago.

“I, uhm… I know you probably get this all the time, because… well, because you save someone’s life all the time, but. I wanted to thank you,” you explained, a mixture of emotions difficult to decipher sinking into your voice, embarrassment at the forefront as if you were already questioning your decisions.

And you should – there was no reason to thank him further. You expressed your gratitude before, thanking him with shock right at the site of the shooting and then again on the plane when he made rounds, checking on all the agents. You owed him nothing.

But he had to admit you were being rather… sweet, looking up at him like that, sure and unsure at the same time, clearly hesitant about how to handle the situation and desperately trying to get a read on his reaction.

So, Steve took a deep breath, gaze flickering all over your face and minding to sound sincere – as he was – when he spoke again.

“You already have,” he pointed out gently.

“I know. But. It’s my life and just saying thank you doesn’t really seem like enough for something of that magnitude so. Here. A bit more of a thank you,” you said, standing your ground as you held out the box. Your smile grew, a little playful note in your voice as you shrugged. “You strike me like more of an apple pie kind of a man, but I don’t think anyone ever gets offended with cookies.”

Busted. You clearly weren’t a former FBI profiler for nothing. His hands twitched as he almost reached for the box, slightly embarrassed himself now.

“That’s really not necessary, Agent Jones.”

“I promise they’re not poisoned,” you hummed with an attempt at humour, instantly having Steve’s eyebrow rise up, along with a corner of his lips.

“That… didn’t even cross my mind until you mentioned it.”

“…oh.”

Your mouth opened and closed, no real sound coming out.

One silly sentence and it was obvious you pulled back, growing more embarrassed by the second; Steve felt a little guilty for teasing you. You seemed like a confident enough kind of woman, especially when a situation called for it, but he mustn’t forget you barely had just finished your first mission under him (his command, under his command), one where he had to – and wanted to – tackle you down so you wouldn’t catch a bullet for your trouble. Not to mention he was not only your superior, but also a potentially imposing figure known from overexaggerated urban legends which he didn’t try to but fed into anyway. Approaching him would have been nerve-wrecking for anyone, let alone in your circumstance.

But here you were, doing your best to stand with your head held high, offering him cookies, to highlight your gratitude for something Steve believed was his duty. And to show you regretted getting yourself into a situation where he had to intervene, a situation which could make you appear incompetent in the eyes of your direct supervisor – Steve himself.

So yes, he felt a little guilty for the gentle jab when all he had intended to do was to reassure you it was all in day’s work – and maybe to make you smile a little wider. Because from the little he had seen of you and he had read up on you – he liked to know his team, he liked to know what he could work with on his missions, sue him – you seemed to be quite a capable, dedicated and kind person. Not to mention rather beautiful too.

No matter how much time he had spent out of the ice in his new role, his interaction skills with beautiful women, even if those under his command, clearly needed a lot of polishing.

Putting you out of your misery, he slowly raised his hands as not to startle you and carefully took the box from your fingers, gently flipping the lid open for a slit. The sweet aroma of butter and chocolate tickled his nostrils, his quick metabolism letting itself known, his body whispering that he could definitely devour these after two training sessions, even if they weren’t that taxing on him.

You offered a weak smile which Steve reciprocated.

“If they are poisoned, you covered it well. They smell delicious. And look that way too,” he added for a good measure, hoping to erase the last remnants of awkwardness between the two of you.

He did not expect your reaction; nor he anticipated the effect it would have on him.

Upon his light tease and praise, your face lit up. Truly lit up. You might as well glow – and Steve felt his heart stutter, resisting the urge to squint against the gentle light, tempted all the same to keep his eyes wide open to appreciate the sight. It might be ridiculous, but he felt blessed to earn such smile; a perfect beautiful smile, irises sparkling with gratitude and humour, as if you suddenly appreciated him poking a bit of fun.

“Well, the recipe is from the times where no one truly cared about sugar and cholesterol,” you shrugged, smile subtler now, but no less blinding. “And the secret ingredient is gratitude.”

Steve couldn’t but chuckle, no matter how much as he wanted to disapprove of that sentiment.

“Hey. Like I said. Not necessary, but who am I to say no to this,” he mused as he closed the lid. “Thank you, Agent Jones.”

It was the title, Steve realized regretfully the moment the words left his mouth, that had the alluring sparkle in your eye dim and turn your smile from brilliant to polite; it was the reminder that despite the teasing, you were his subordinate and you were still basically strangers. Steve mourned the loss of your glow; and made himself a promise to bring it back soon as you rocked at the balls of your feet, embarrassment returning, even if considerably more subtle than when you had first approached him.

“Enjoy then. …I, uhm, I won’t keep you any longer. Thank you again, Captain Rogers. Have a good day,” you said, genuine warmth behind your words.

Yet, you kept your word and spun on your heels, heading out of the room.

And Steve couldn’t help it. He could tell it was back, that something weighting on your conscience, probably the worry about how you had introduced yourself to him as the agent who needed saving – and tried to, presumably lamely, soften the terrible impression with baking, no matter how excellent. The urge to have you know that was not at all what he as thinking of you was too acute to ignore, a tightness in his chest that needed to be released. Because you seemed a wonderful agent and a better person and he couldn’t let you leave thinking he considered you anything less.

It didn’t matter he barely knew you or you barely knew him; because you simply didn’t deserve to doubt yourself. Because there was more than one reason for why he didn’t really feel entirely comfortable accepting your gratitude; because it wasn’t fair.

“Did you get any cookies?” he called out, voice low despite the now empty training room.

You stopped in your tracks in an instant, turning to him with confusion written all over your face.

“I’m sorry?” you asked politely, frown turning into a brief smile when you realized what he meant – or thought so, apparently. “Oh, well, I sampled. I had to make sure I’d give you quality goods, after all.”

For a profiler, now you were being completely clueless. Steve shook his head, lips a thin line even as he tried to smile, slowly taking the three steps to make up for the distance you had walked. His gaze flicker over your face, still contorted in mild confusion, before he bored his eyes into yours, mindful to sound gentle despite the urgency humming in his ribcage.

“From Agent Thomas, I mean,” he clarified. The effect on you was immediate; your breath hitched, body going rigid with shock. Good. Then you’d hear what he was saying. “Perhaps some thank you for saving my life cookies too?”

Your lips parted in surprise, eyes widening. Your shock at the revelation that he had noticed the situation was almost adorable. He tried not to let it insult him – he could hardly blame anyone for not believing he’d pay attention to them on the mission.

The truth was, Steve probably would have been slightly annoyed had the situation been different. If, upon first time under his command in particular, he would have had to sweep in to save an agent because they were reckless, defying orders or showing off – but that wasn’t the reason you had missed the danger posed to you.

The only reason you missed the enemy shooter was because you were shooting another, right before Steve could. And you did it because Agent Hillary Thomas, on her very first mission of this sort, failed to notice she had left an opening. Because you had exchanged a few words with her on the jet, learning it was her first, and you probably had kept an eye on her ever since. Just like Steve had kept an eye on her and you.

The only reason he had to save you was because you got too busy protecting your fellow agent. It wasn’t your explicit order to have her six, but you had done it anyway, because that was what teammates did for each other. Steve could respect that. Hell, Steve appreciated that – and he was glad that people like you were on his team. This kind of people were his favourite and he would take a bullet for them at any day, so truly, tackling you was the least he could do and would do in the future should the need arise.

“No, Sir. Captain. I didn’t,” you said, a little quiet; clearly torn between standing behind your actions and knowing it had technically been a mistake to look out for someone else more than for yourself. A mistake which your Captain was now pointing out, you perhaps thought.

Imposing figure, Steve reminded himself with a mental sigh, a superior; you must have thought that you were being reprimanded further, which was not at all Steve’s intention. Realizing his shoulders had turned tense upon remembering the mission, he forced his body to relax and willed the corners of his lips to lift softly.

“At ease, Agent Jones. I didn’t mean to startle you. I just wanted to let you know that the circumstance has been taken into account. It was a compliment,” he assured you.

Much to his satisfaction, you let him. You stuck your chin up, standing straighter as a brief pleased smile passed your lips.

“Thank you, Captain. I realize that the practice might be different here at the AI than at my last place of employment, but-“

“You were looking out for a colleague, as have I,” he interjected, earning a nod from you, along with a barely-there smile. “And I’m pretty sure having your friends’ and fellow agents’ six is a universal rule. So… I’m glad I had you on the team for the mission. …And I would have been even without the cookies,” he added with a small smirk.

But oh, he should not have sweetened the compliment with a joke if he wasn’t ready to face the consequences. You chuckled, surprised at the teasing – your smile grew large and genuine, eyes shining again, the playful spark making its return. Steve felt his heart stumble in his chest once more, falling straight into the trap of your charm.

He was in trouble. He had been intrigued by you, half-way in trouble already, ankles deep at least, but now you not only smiled – at him, with him – but you smiled at something he said and he could not deny that at heart, he was a simple man with appreciation with the most incredible simple things; like how your smile lit up the training room like the brightest star. And now he was knees deep. No, waist deep, if not more.

If there was one person who should be smirking, it should be you. But you weren’t, because you probably had no idea that the gorgeous smile of yours just made breathing seem like a task worth only of titans among whom Steve did not belong, not with his chest feeling so full – full of delight and pride. He did that. And he wanted to do it again.

He was in so much trouble.

“Well, you got them this time, so enjoy them. I’ll try my best so there’s no reason for them next time,” you declared, unwittingly offering Steve a helping hand by reminding him of the reality of him being your boss – and therefore of inappropriateness of where the train of his thoughts was heading.

“As great as I think these are and as glad as I am you are looking out for our teammates, I like that plan,” he said with a grin, clutching the box only in his left hand in order to outstretch the other, an offer to shake it. You tilted your head to side slightly, but set his hand into his with a soft smile. Trouble. Beautiful, beautiful trouble. “Looking forward to working with you again, Agent Jones.”

You squeezed his hand, an honest grip – firm but gentle, not too strong to show off or try to assert dominance, nor too weak for you were not. Your voice carried the same sentiment as you parted.

“Same, Captain Rogers. Have a good day.”

Perhaps it would sound absurd if said out loud, but the box of homemade cookies only solidified Steve’s conviction that he had made the right choice to decide to move out of the Tower. His first apartment given to him by SHILED after he came out of the ice never felt like home for multiple reasons and so when Tony had been kind enough to offer to all the Avengers a place to stay, no matter how often, Steve had been grateful – if for nothing more than for the convenience of not having to commute. But as time passed and he felt the ground under his feet grow more and more solid, slowly coming to terms to the fact that this century had to be his home now, Steve was finding it hard to balance work and life outside of work with the majority of his life outside of work still happening at the place of employment. At a place where his colleagues – even as he could call a few of them his friends – could stride in literally whenever they pleased. He found himself longing for a true home again.

And yes; something as simple as sweet taste of chocolate chip with peanut butter edge played straight into his yearning for domesticity, painting an image of a woman to hug as she stands by the stove, him sneakily stealing one of the still-cooling cookies he had helped to prepare from a plate, earning a playful smack over the back of his hand and a chuckle. The woman carried your face at the moment, inevitably associated with these particular cookies; Steve had to scold himself for thinking about one of the agents under his command this way.

Then again, the way your eyes sparkled, delighted and a little playful stirred something deep within him, automatically coaxing his lips into a smile even two hours later.

That smile only grew as he spied an unread e-mail at the screen of his computer. From Tony Stark himself, sent this morning, the subject hinting the location of his possible future home. Steve had requested an apartment in one of the Avengers Initiative buildings, which were offered for rent to all agents under the AI for more than a reasonable price. Conveniently located, far enough from the Tower, but not too far; carrying a much better potential to be turned into a home.

Opening the e-mail, Steve couldn’t but chuckle at Tony’s – at least partly pretended – pretentiousness oozing from the first two sentences.

Hey big guy, you sure you wanna live with the common folks? One apartment’s freshly empty, but can you actually handle living next to a newbie-ish girl? Had J run a like a triple background check on her, she should be okay. I mean. Besides being former FBI, bleh. Check for yourself. She could be good neighbour I guess, you could always ask her to lend you some sugar. Or pour some all over you, cause she has good looks. Lemme know if this’ okay. Peace out.

Steve rolled his eyes at Tony’s inability to not add a dirty joke – but his heart skipped a funny beat at the mention of the FBI, allowing himself a brief hope of seeing you more often. As if you were the only ever newbie coming from that particular agency. However, that simple skip turned into a thunder in his chest when he noticed the file attached with your name indeed.

He was being ridiculous, he was aware. But he found himself excited at the prospect. The first win was that from what he understood you were more intimidated by your circumstance than starstruck when you had interacted with him, so he wouldn’t have to deal with some hero worship that could quickly get awkward and annoying, despite what some people thought. And the second win, well… Even if nothing more than a smile and hellos should be exchanged a few times a week, a friendly face who might light up at least a bit upon talking to him sounded all sorts of pleasant; let alone a kind one.

Maybe he would ask for a cup of coffee after a few days, in a very neighbourly fashion of course, and get to know you in person rather than from the extensive background check he might have received but refused to read because Tony was probably able to dig out things like the name of your first pet and that was just wrong. He’d rather learn these things from you, if you’d be willing. You certainly didn’t seem uninterested in talking to him when giving him a completely unnecessary thank you, so perhaps you’d say yes – to the coffee, at least.

And perhaps he was getting quite ahead of himself. He shook his head.

Briefly checking the address, knowing the quality of the living space would not be an issue, Steve caught himself smiling as he wrote Tony back.

Looks perfect. I’ll take it. Thank you, Tony. S

He groaned when he realized his mistake, quickly sending another e-mail, even as he himself hated when people sent out e-mails as short as a text message in quick succession.

When I said ‘looks perfect’ I meant the apartment. Just to be clear. S

Naturally, with a nice neighbour like yourself, you were a part of that perfection and maybe he did mean you on your own as well, but he would never confess to that, let alone to Tony. Had he said it to anyone else, they would probably look at him funny, slyly even, but Tony… he’d make a huge deal out of it and would probably meddle.

Sadly, this was Tony who he was dealing with. The man could leave important e-mails concerning battle strategy or economic matters untouched for two weeks – but now, he replied instantly. Naturally. Steve could practically hear his friend saying the words. He groaned again.

‘Tis all yours, Cap. And I’m sure you did. Enjoy your cookies, btw, could have shared, you know.

The cookies, not her. Suuuuugar-

Steve felt his face being set aflame; but he rolled his eyes, shutting the tag closed with a grin on his face and warm hum in his chest. Tony’s teasing couldn’t taint the fact Steve was about to move into an apartment with a fresh opportunity to build a home. You living next door – even if it meant a lot of teasing from Tony (and Natasha, and Clint if he caught on) in the future – was just a very pleasant bonus.

He was a simple kind of man – an apple pie kind of a guy as you had guessed, in all senses of the words. Maybe he could try to bake a pie once he moved in and share with you; return your Tupperware with a piece of it in it, as a sort-of a reversed ‘welcome in the building, neighbour’ gesture.

Yeah, he should do that. He had a feeling that it just might make you smile; maybe just enough for him to see a sparkle light up your eyes again. He'd like that. Very, very much.

Steve Rogers masterlist // Love on The Brain masterlist

Thank you for reading my short trip from writing hiatus 😇🥰 Feedback always appreciated 💕

I have several things for TWO possible sequels to Love on the Brain written down, but I don’t have the time or mental energy to really write, let alone detail up a mystery right now. So, I thought you might like a fluffy prequel at least 😊 Thank you for your support 💕

P.S. I have a headcanon now that Tony knew the post boxes in the wall were a mess and he was perfectly happy with the knowledge Steve and Sparkles had to interact whenever something landed in the wrong box. He was probably deliberately stalling having it fixed.

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fluff #captain america x reader #captain america x you #captain america imagine #steve rogers #former bau agent reader #agent reader #love on the brain #cookies and sparks #anika ann

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timelessstardust99 · 10 months

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My Beautiful Asgardian Girlfriend | Loki x Fem! Reader

Note: Loki is canonically Gender fluid both in the MCU and In Norse Mythology, and we don't really get to see it in the MCU universe, so here is some Genderfluid Loki content. He's also canonically Bisexual as well, so yay! Also, the reader, even when Loki is in his male form, is still taller than him.

Pairing: Loki x Female! Reader (The Reader is hyperactive and very social whilst Loki is very anti-social. The Reader is also Midgardian and the Younger sister of Tony.)

Characters: Tony, Pepper, Loki, Thor, & Reader

Warning: None

Just some fluffy wholesome moments with our very dramatic goddess 😍

Loki nervously fiddled with her fingers. She was pacing inside of hers and Y/N shared room in Stark Tower. This was the first time she had shape shifted into one of her older forms from her time on Asgard. She knew her older brother would always love her for being herself, but what would the Avengers think? Especially her outgoing and fun loving girlfriend. Y/N didn't know she could shape shift into a woman, surely the younger Stark wouldn't just leave her, right? Just because she was showing this side of her?

The young Asgardian jumped when she heard a knock on their door, then Thor's voice came through, "Brother, are you up?" Thor spoke, opening the door and peaking his head in, to see the nervous being in the middle of the room. Thor's eyes made contact with his sisters and he grinned. "Sister! It has been a long time since I saw this form!" Thor said, walking in, the grin still on his face. Loki gave him a small shy smile, Thor frowned. "Are you alright Sister?" He asked. Loki sighed.

"This is the first time I've been in this form on Midgard Brother," Loki's soft and silky voice met Thor's ears. He missed his sister's calming voice. "And you and I know Midgardian's aren't as accepting of this. What if the others judge me? What if Y/N judges me?" Loki voiced her concerns, tugging at the hem of her green knitted sweater Y/N and Pepper had made her years ago. Thor put his giant hand on the younger beings shoulder, causing Loki to look up at him with those big puppy dog eyes. Somehow she looks so much more innocent in this form.

"Do not fret sister, I'm positive the others will not judge you. After everything we have been through, I'm sure they'd be accepting of you. Especially Y/N. She loves you." Thor reassured his sister, who looked as though she was about to cry at his words. Loki was lucky to have a brother like him, even if they were adopted, Thor treated Loki the same after everything she had put him through. Loki went forwards and hugged her brother tightly, his arms wrapping around her in a protective manner, his lips kissing the top of her hair. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment she was having with her older brother.

Thor pulled away, holding her by her shoulders as he grins down at the small woman, who smiled up at him. "Now, let's go and see everyone! I'm sure they'd love to see you today sister!" He exclaimed with happiness, grabbing her hand and walking out of the room with Loki shouting in laughter at her brother's pure strength.

As the two siblings came to the part of Stark Tower where the others were located, the two stopped as they watched Y/N laughed with her older brother, Tony, as they were by the built in bar, both of them having drinks of their own. Loki watched them with a smile, Pepper was next to Tony, shaking her head at something Tony had said.

"I'm still shocked you and Loki had gotten together," was the sentence the two siblings heard, Loki's hand now pulled away from Thor's. Loki was confused on why she was put into the conversation. Y/N chuckled with a dreamy look.

"What can I say? He's the embodiment of perfect," Y/N admitted with a soft voice. Tony chuckled. Loki blushed at that.

"I'm sure he is, but he's not my type," Tony joked. Pepper smacked her partners shoulder with a laugh, Y/N laughed along with her.

Thor then cleared his voice, causing Loki's eyes to widen before she hid behind her brother's giant form. The two Stark's and Pepper looked over to him, Y/N grinning up at her best friend.

"Thor!" She exclaimed, waving at him.

"Hey point break, where's Reindeer Games?" Tony spoke, both siblings had the same dull expressions on their face. When would Tony ever stop calling them those stupid names? Thor shook those thoughts away and gave the two women and Tony a huge grin. He turned to Y/N who had gotten up from her seat next to her brother, confused on why Loki wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Yeah, where is Loki? Is he alright?" She asked in concern. Thor put one of his hands behind him, taking one of his sisters smaller hands into his larger one. Asking for permission to introduce her to them.

"Yes, she is alright Lady Y/N," That caught the three's attention. Y/N looked over towards her brother and soon to be sister in law, then back to Thor.

"She?" Y/N questioned, Thor merely grinned at her, squeezing his sister's hand, telling her it was alright to come out. Loki sighed, before peaking out from behind Thor, her longer messy raven locks cascading down her shoulders as her emerald green optics made contact with E/C's own eyes. Y/N's eyes widened in shock, looking at the woman before her. Tony, upon seeing the new form choked on his drink causing Pepper to pat his back.

"Are you okay Tony?" Pepper asked him, he nodded, trying to stop his coughing fit.

The two women stared at each other, one with curiosity and shock, the other with nervousness and fear. Y/N reached a hand out and stroked the others cheek with gentle touches, before moving closer. She looked over at Thor, who looked at the Midgardian and his sister with a smile.

"Lady Y/N, Lady Pepper, and Man of Iron," Thor used Tony's old nickname, causing Loki to stifle her laughter as Tony glared at him, still coughing and trying to regulate his breathing to normal, "meet, Lady Loki, my sister," Y/N turned to Loki in shock, before a grin formed on her lips.

"I forget how amazing you are Loki," She said, cupping the shorter female's cheek. She then turned to her brother and Pepper, "Look how fucking badass my Girlfriend is Tony," She exclaimed happily before wrapping her arms around Loki in a tight embrace, before looking over to Pepper, "You're badass too Peps, don't forget that!" She said.

Loki laughed at the affection, kissing the others cheek with shyness. Y/N grinned and kissed Loki all over her cheek, before holding her with an arm over her shoulders. "Now I know what we're going to do. Pepper and I are going to take Loki on a shopping spree to get her some new clothing for when she shifts to her female counterpart!" Loki stared at her in shock.

"Love, you don't --" She was cut off.

"Nuh-uh, this is what we're doing." Y/N didn't let her finish before walking towards Pepper so the two could change into day clothes for their trip to the mall. Loki looked at Tony, who went back to drinking his alcohol, he looked at her with a smirk.

"Yeah, you're not getting out of that Reindeer Games," He said. Loki was still waiting for Tony's judgment.

"Your... Okay with me looking like this?" Tony looked at her with a raised brow.

"Why wouldn't I be? You're comfortable right?" Loki nodded, "then I see no reason to judge you for being yourself. Anyways, I gotta get back to work. Have fun with my sister and Pepper, you're gonna need it," he chuckled, before exiting the room. Thor put a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up at him.

"See, I told you, they wouldn't judge you Sister." Thor said, causing her to smile. This was the perfect outcome of finally coming out to Y/N and her family. They still viewed her the same.

I might make a part two to this, but not sure. How was it? Was it good? Hopefully I didn't make them ooc. These are also happy endings, nothing bad with Thanos happened in this. Everyone's happy.

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yelenasdiary · 2 months

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I want to give the worlds BIGGEST thank you & an even bigger hug to my wonderful, talented, hard working & out of this world amazing friend @tonbelova25 !

This morning the post man knocked on my door with a parcel, a very, very cheeky parcel! & although my birthday is on Monday, I was naughty & couldn’t wait to open it (forgive me!!!)

Inside, I found many amazing goodies! A jar of friendship bracelets because of how big of a swiftie I am 🙈 (each and every braclet was themed with Florence, Yelena & my IG usernames! There was a cute little mug that said tell your pet I said hi, Douglass, Tony & Archie all say hello!! There was snacks! Can’t go wrong with red frogs and mini m&ms! Then there was the Tina from Bobs Burgers Funko! The ADORABLE baby groot fabric! The amazing birthday card, the funny little socks & 2 amazing shirts (one which I will be wearing today)

& then we have this!

Can we please take a moment to appreciate this?! SHE MADE ME A MIDSOMMAR FUNKO!!! This is by far the BEST Dani Funko I’ve ever seen & it was made by Ton 🥹😍 it’s fucking adorable!!

Thank you thank you thank you thank you xmillion!!!

You’re an Angel! & I’m so beyond thankful for you! 💜

#im CRYING

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pretendfan · 8 months

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{Mickey & Readers infinite mixtape}

Mickey Altieri x F! Reader

A/N: What started out as a headcanon of Mickey’s favourite songs, has now evolved into this instead but by all means enjoy!😍🙃

“Imagine being in a relationship with Mickey Altieri, from the very first meeting to the last breath it’s all here, the songs that would bind you to him and haunt you forever…there is two sides to every story.”

Warnings: 18 plus only, swearing, mentions of sex, oral sex (m receiving), p in v, cheesy af (more to add)

•Side A•

1. You could be mine - Guns n Rose

•T2 is playing in an old theatre in town and you end up sitting next to Mickey, the cute guy with the broad shoulders and brown eyes.

•With one smile he reels you in and you end up talking about the movie, ignoring when people start to hush you both.

•It’s raining when the movie is finished, Mickey the gentleman walks you back to college “You don’t know who’s around right?”

2. Hey Mickey - Toni Basil

•Out together for lunch you both head to a local coffee shop, having not seen Mickey since the movie theatre.

•Mickey had caught you outside of the library and next thing you know, you were at Clever coffee or CC’s for short sitting at a table for two.

•Whilst Mickey is talking a little later you cannot believe your ears when you hear this song playing, it makes a wide smile appear on your face as you mouth the words to the guy in front of you with the smug grin on his face.

3. Kickstart my heart - Motley Crue

•Having spent a couple of weeks hanging out together you’ve felt the tension reach critical, what with Mickey teasing you as he leaned closer into your personal space.

•So one afternoon you are sitting on the campus grounds, leaves are falling and it’s still mild enough for a tee shirt but you find yourself shivering.

•Mickey’s eyes were watching you so carefully like he was mapping out your whole body, which causes you to slide along the bench closer towards him, then moments later your lips meet and you truly cannot get enough.

4. Physical (you’re so) - Nine Inch Nails

•With your roommate out you sneak Mickey into your dorm room, as soon as the door closes behind you his hands are on your hips pulling you closer towards him.

•Spinning you round on the spot Mickey makes out with you, whilst his hands slide under your sweater touching bare skin causing you to groan into his mouth.

•His kisses intensify courtesy of his tongue as he pulls you onto his lap, hands pawing at your ass as he tries to lift out the back of your skirt, whilst you grind yourself on his front until you both hear the door open suddenly.

5. About a girl - Nirvana

•Mickey needs to talk to somebody about you because otherwise he is going to go insane, following you around campus had paid off and now he didn’t want you to be out of his sight.

•Some would call him obsessed because that’s exactly what Randy his classmate had said, followed by “You’ve got it so bad, I feel sorry for the victim.”

•”Jealousy is not a good look on you” Mickey retorts then before Randy can reply, he reminds him of how hot you are likening you to a young Carrie Fisher.

6. Plush - Stone Temple Pilots

•Mickey is moments away from hurting somebody but he’s at a bar, a place that rarely carded but watered down their beer, it was a dive but he wasn’t one to notice such things other than cheap alcohol.

•He had followed you here but you were acting as if he was invisible, flirting with other guys which causes Mickey to punch a hole in the wall beside him.

•Of course this causes a scene in which Mickey is the lead, he definitely shot first well in his mind at least, acting as if he was Solo grudgingly rescuing you (the princess) from some douchebag who definitely looked like a creep that had crawled from the dark side.

7. Laid - James

•”I didn’t need to be rescued.” you explain for the third time to Mickey, but he isn’t listening as you both strip off your clothes.

•”Just hurry up and get undressed.” Mickey retorts and once you are fully naked, he literally growls as he pulls you towards him.

•Mickey leans over you once he is finally inside your pussy, you cry out and grip onto him when he finally takes your over the edge unable to come back.

8. Head over feet - Alanis Morissette

•” I swear if I hear the name Mickey again I will literally scream.” Your friend informs you pointing her eyes heavenwards incase you hadn’t got the hint already.

•All you had been saying about Mickey was how wonderful he was, a misunderstood guy who had you hooked, and it hadn’t even been that long since you’d met only a couple of months.

•Talk soon changes when the local news is turned on in the dorm, yet more students from campus had been killed, which distracts you enough to stop thinking about Mickey wondering instead if he was watching this very channel.

9. Possum kingdom - Toadies

•A curfew had been placed on all the student which meant that nobody, could leave or enter in the college after dark but it didn’t stop you from seeing Mickey of course.

•Currently you were the only two people in the large theatre on site, it was eerily quiet, well until you do that thing with your tongue that Mickey definitely likes.

•”Keep that up and I’m going to cum in your mouth.” Mickey whines as you take his cock deeper in your mouth, tasting his release as you swallow up every last drop.

•”Show me.” Mickey states darkly whilst staring down at you on your knees, opening your mouth to show him your tongue as he places a hand under your chin his thumb brushing against your swollen lips “Good girl.”

10. Fade into you - Mazzy Star

•Drunk and snuggly on Mickey’s lap whilst some random party was ending, he explains that he wants to take you home but a song makes you sit up quickly.

•”Dance with me?” You ask Mickey who rolls his eyes affectionately, but once you stand up he wraps his arms around you tightly.

•”Is this our song?” Teases Mickey but you nod in agreement looking up at the dark azure sky, wanting to remember this exact moment forever.

•Side B coming soon•

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