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welikeimagines-andfandoms · 12 days

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Please Love Me- Bucky x Stark!Reader

A/N: I didn’t mean for this to be so angst filled 😅

Summary: Bucky looks after you after a bad fight with you dad Tony Stark

Word count: 887 words

“He doesn’t care about you! All he’s gonna do is treat you like a housewife and an idiot! He’s a bad person and he doesn’t love y-“ You cut your father off with a slap across his face. You can take a lot from the man before you, but saying Bucky didn’t love you was too far.

“Wow guess he’s already rubbed off on you.” Tony glared at you.

“Yeh he has. Don’t you dare ever say that he doesn’t love me. He treats me with more respect and kindness then you do. You can just fuck off!” You glare right back at him.

The tears that brimmed in your eyes began fall as you stormed out of the lab, needing desperately to get away.

“If you go to that murderer tonight, don’t think of coming back.” He called after you.

This made you stop in your tracks. You and Tony had fought before, it was only natural, but he had never told you that you weren’t welcome. In that moment you knew where you’d be most safe and loved.

“I guess I’ll have to pack a pretty big bag than.” You declare.

Your voice shaking and tears run down your face as you look into your dads eyes, but you keep your head high, refusing to seem weak in this moment.

With that last comment you turn and leave quickly, before he can get another word in.

By the time you get to your room, your eyes are so full of tears you can barely see your phone as you text Bucky. You couldn’t be here anymore and you knew he’d be there for you.

Packing as much into a large duffle bag as you can, you wait for Bucky to text you that he’s there. You choked down your sobs as you began to pack away your life into the bag. This was the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make but you knew it was for the best.

As soon as you zipped the large duffle closed, you got a text from Bucky saying he was there. Throwing the large bag over your shoulder, you make your way down to the street below.

“What’s happened, doll?” Bucky asked sweetly, as he gently cupped your cheeks.

“I don’t want to talk about it just yet. Please just take me home.” You sob as you push your face into his hand.

“Okay, baby. Hop on and I’ll take care of you.” Bucky comforted, sweetly kissing your lips as he hands you a helmet.

Straddling his bike, you tightly wrap your arms around his torso with your head pushed into his back. The tears blinded you as your grip around him tightened the whole ride, and your body shook.

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Finally arriving at his apartment, you push him against the wall in a heated and desperate kiss. A need to feel him and have him love you coursing through your veins.

“Baby, while I love this, you still need to talk to me about what happened.” He told you worriedly. Gently cupping your face he looked into your eyes with love and softness.

That very look in his eyes had you breaking into tears once again.

“Please just love me, Bucky. I’ll tell you everything later but please just love me for now.” You beg him, staring up into his sweet eyes.

Staring down at you with a mix of sadness and love in his eyes, he leant down and picked you up from the backs of your thighs. Smiling into his neck, you began to kiss and nip at the sensitive skin there.

Sitting you both down on the couch together, his hands went to your ass, as you dug your fingers into his hair, pulling him in for a heated kiss. As the kiss gained momentum and became a mix of heated licking and biting, you began to grind down onto his lap, causing him to moan into the kiss.

“Ooohh, princess, you keep moving your gorgeous hips just like that.” He moaned into your neck as he guided your movements.

Having a wicked idea that you knew would make you feel better, you push Bucky away from your neck and back onto the couch. His look of confusion quickly turned to arousal as you ground your hips deeper and faster into his lap.

Looking deep into his eyes and biting your lip, you slowly removed your top, leaving you in just your bra and jeans.

“Fuck, baby, you are so perfect.” He growled.

Pushing his fingers into your hair, he pulled your face into a heated kiss. With one hand in your hair, the squeezed at your covered breast.

“Say you love me.” You plead as you lean your head against his, the mood now turning less heated and more gentle.

“I love you, princess. You’re mine forever and I’ll be here for you forever. I love you, y/n.” He spoke earnestly, foreheads now touching and looking into each others eyes.

Your grinding stopped and your tears began to pool again as you looked into his eyes, so filled with love and care.

“I love you.” You gently weep to him as you close your eyes and his arms begin to snake around your middle, pulling you in for a sweet and loving hug.

#Bucky Barnes #Bucky Barnes x reader #Bucky Barnes imagine #marvel #marvel imagine #MCU #MCU imagine

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gingiesworld · 6 months

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Fatal Attraction

Chapter Two

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader/Wanda Maximoff x Jarvis Stark

Warnings: Angst. Fluff.

Taglist : @natashamaximoff-69 @canvascoloredin @wizardofstories @louxbloom @wandanats-goodgirl @the-ox-fan20 @ladyqueenxoxo @aemilia19 @wandaromamoff69 @mfd-101 @dorabledewdroop @marvelogic

18+ MINORS DNI

Wanda was excited to start her first day at Oscorp, of course she never told Jarvis where she was working. Oscorp and Stark Industries are the biggest rivals in the USA, both companies sell high tech software and Oscorp also sell pharmaceuticals and weapons, something which Tony had stopped Stark Industries manufacturing. So Stark had lost a lot of investors due to lack of materials.

"Why are you up so early?" Jarvis asked his wife as she sat at the table, a cup of coffee in one hand and a slice of toast in the other.

"I have my first day today." She told him as she put the cup down, gathering her things.

"What time will you be home?" He questioned as she raised her brow. "I just want to know if I should expect dinner or not when I walk through the door."

"Seriously?" She scoffed as he gazed at her. "I am not a little housewife. It is not my job to mother you!" She left the toast and coffee on the table as she grabbed her purse, heading straight to the door. "Don't expect me to cook dinner for you tonight." She told him before she slammed the door behind her. Heading straight into the cold city air as she walked to Oscorp. Making her way up to the top floor after retrieving her I.D. badge.

"Wanda, good morning." Jean greeted her as she entered the office.

"Good morning. How are you and the little one?" She asked her as Jean smiled, resting her hand on her stomach.

"We are both great." She answered before Y/N walked in, three cups and a bag of donuts.

"Green tea for Jean, coffee for me and coffee for Wanda." They handed them the cups before placing the donuts on the desk. "And breakfast." The two women thanked them before Jean handed them a file.

"You have a meeting with Dr Stacy about the new antibiotic." Jean told them as they nodded.

"Would you spend this week showing Wanda how everything is done here?" They asked her. "I want her to know everything before you leave but if she doesn't get everything, I will always help if you need me." They told the two who just nodded. Wanda watched as they disappeared down the hall and towards the elevator.

"They don't really get a moment." Jean told Wanda who nodded, grabbing a seat beside the pregnant woman. "You seemed to be upset when you came in." Jean observed as Wanda shook her head.

"Just marital problems." Wanda shrugged as Jean looked at her shocked.

"But you're so young." She whispered as Wanda chuckled.

"We have been together forever." Wanda told her, soon interrupted by the phone ringing, watching as Jean showed her how to get into Y/N's schedule. Wanda was shocked at how many meetings they had in a day, and what time they actually finished work.

"They also never really rest." Jean told her.

"I can see." Wanda nodded as she swallowed.

"You won't be staying that long unless they need you for an emergency." Jean told her. "But the overtime is generous." The two had gone on with Jean showing Wanda how to use the company software and how to make the changes as Y/N headed towards the labs.

"So, how far along is the process?" They asked her as she looked up from her tablet.

"It is almost done, we just need to start trials soon." Gwen started. "It is supposed to be stronger than your average oral antibiotic, tackling the source of the infection. We have tried it on a test dummy but we won't get sufficient results until we open up for human trials."

"Get the FDA to sign off on the trials first." They told her as she handed them another file.

"We have also had to adjust the formula of the tranquilizers." She informed them. "The old formula was." She made a face. "It was too potent."

"Just keep me informed, inform the FDA and get that approval." They told her before they walked away with the new files in their hands. Once Y/N had made it back to the office, they spotted both Jean and Wanda chatting comfortably. "Ms Maximoff, a word please." They held the office door open for her which she had quickly moved inside. "Please, have a seat." Wanda was quick to follow their order as they placed the files down in their growing pile. "I assume that Jean has shown you most of the database."

"Yes." Wanda answered as Y/N smiled at her.

"Wanda." They stood up from their seat and looked out of the window for a brief moment before continuing. "I had to do some of my own research and it seems that your husband is none other than the son of Anthony Stark."

"I can explain." She tried, thinking she was going to lose her job.

"I know you can." They gave her a smile. "But I also have another contract for you to sign. It protects the assets of Oscorp and its investors." They reached inside their draw for a binded contract. "It pretty much states that you cannot speak of anything that happens inside of this building, or you will be facing a lawsuit." Wanda nodded in understanding, of course she hated the idea of lying to her husband but she needed to earn her way, not like anyone would understand. She held out her hand for a pen which they handed her one from their pen pot. "Just a quick question darling." They asked as they took the contract. "Why do you want to work if being Jarvis Stark's wife provides for you?"

"I want to be able to earn my own money." She told them honestly. "I don't want to be known as Jarvis Stark's pretty little wife."

"Then why did you marry him?" They questioned as she bit the inside of her cheek. A small smirk formed on their face before they smiled guiltily at her. "My apologies, it isn't my place."

"I love him." She told them, her eye contact never faltering. "I have loved him since the moment he asked me out, as nervous as he was for being the infamous Tony Stark's son. He was the complete opposite to his father, he was sweet and loyal, kind and caring."

"You said that as in the past tense." They told her. "So, you don't think he is the same man you fell in love with?"

"Are you my shrink?" Wanda questioned with a raised brow, making Y/N chuckle lightly before leaning on the desk before her.

"I just want the best for my employees Wanda." They told her, nothing but genuine affirmation of the words laced their tone. "I know the people outside of this company think I am heartless. A power hungry being but I only want what's right for every one who works for Oscorp, that is what Norman taught me before he left me as the sole successor of his company." Wanda listened as they spoke. "The company is as strong as the people who run it. I just keep everything in order, it's the employees who keep Oscorp running, their ideas, their knowledge, their creations keep Oscorp from going underground."

"I can say that I was one of those people." Wanda whispered as Y/N laughed a little.

"Wanda, you are now one of the people who keep Oscorp running too. You keep me on schedule and arrange the appointments for the investors." They rested their hand on her shoulder. "So I only have your best interests at heart." With that they grabbed their next file before heading to the door with Wanda following. "Just know you can always come to me." With that they opened the door for her before heading to Jean.

"Mr Fisk is downstairs." She informed them.

"Why don't you both order lunch? Take a break." They suggested, before they headed to the elevator, leaving Wanda pondering their last conversation.

"What is the deal with them and Norman?" Wanda asked Jean who shook her head.

"That is not my place to tell." She told her. "I only knew because I was Norman's assistant before Y/N took over."

"So you've been here longer?" She questioned as Jean shook her head.

"No, Y/N was always here, shadowing him, learning how to run the company. They even helped with the Glider Project." Jean told her. "Of course it failed, an accident happened and well, Norman scrapped it."

Wanda was most certainly drawn into the mystery that is Y/N Y/L/N.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #wanda x you #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff

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larcenywrites · 1 month

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kinda random but headcanons about young!tony telling maria stark all about his girlfriend (maybe she was his best friend/childhood friend and then they fell in love and maria always teased them about how they'd make a cute couple) and maria teasing him about being a lovesick puppy but also being super happy about it + relationship advice from mama stark 🤧🥰 maybe her telling tony what she thinks of his girlfriend and everything 🥺👉👈

Tbh I like the idea of Tony and his s/o being cute childhood friends🥺 and this is already long but I feel like I have so much more I wanna say 😭 I hardly know what I said here honestly 😭 I focused a lot more on the childhood aspect ngl 😭

Word count: 1,909

Warnings: she/her terms and pronouns used | completely SFW |

💠You and Tony have been connected at the hip since childhood! Neighbors, both the only children in your families, same age— so of course you both got up to no good in the shared strip of grass between your homes! And eventually up to no good in each other's homes!

💠Cue that video of that kid crying because the other kid said that she'd marry him 😂 That's pretty much little you and little Tony! Your Superman and Barbie were always married to his Batman and He-Man toys, and maybe you made him be the housewife when you played house in the kitchen 😌 And Maria was probably much more entertained with whatever love-betrayal-murder plot you two came up with on the living room floor than the daytime soaps on the tv 🤧

💠Especially if Maria is best friends with your parent/s, I'm sure she was the type to giggle about how their kids will grow up and get married

💠He was ripping apart RC cars instead of playing with them in the driveway, or making you hold wires in place while he duct-taped them around a pipe. And Howard wasn't very happy when he started tearing television remotes apart, too…

💠So when daddy dearest shipped him off to boarding school, summers and holidays were practically spent entirely together!

💠He always hid in your backyard when he was sent home early from boarding school for being difficult, and was oh-so-boastful about winning the fight that got him sent home early- that he didn't even start, by the way! He started hiding in your room on the days he had to go back, but he wasn't going to let you get in trouble for hiding him when now your parents were involved in the search too 😖

💠Every year, the same routine. Sometimes he came back a little taller, and sometimes he was leaving with a new haircut (of which you weren't afraid to let him know your opinion of it!) that would be grown back out by the time he returned, but one day, in particular, was different...

💠 He'd shown up at your window as per usual, right at the end of summer, finally tall enough to cross his arms over your windowsill without standing on his toes.

💠 "I don't wanna go," he whined, squishing his cheek against his arm as he rested his head upon his crossed arms.

💠"But you'll get in trouble," you argued back, meeting him at the window and standing on your knees, still looking down at him.

💠"I'll get in trouble either way." He continued to pout, but you didn't let up either.

💠"It's just one more year." But your plea was only met with a sigh.

💠"Here," you started decisively, tone making him turn towards you, still with his chin tucked over his arms. With a short bout of courage, you quickly leaned down before he could even realize, barely touching your lips to his in a child's-excuse-of-a-kiss that hardly lasted a second. "I'll wait for you to get back, okay?" You chirped reassuringly, fighting the heat under your cheeks.

💠Wide-eyed and red-faced, no longer slumped over crossed arms and tight-lipped, he could only nod cartoonishly.

💠 You'd always thought he looked silly and a bit scrawny in his school uniform, but now he looked quite cute in those silly green shorts as he was finally heeding Jarvis' call from the car.

💠Both fortunately and unfortunately, nothing special happened or changed once he came home, but as time passes, it's only natural for the two of you to get shy at close contact or steal glances during a round of Galaga or Mario, and maybe sitting a bit close for the thrill!

💠And Maria obviously notices! She doesn't play on the NES herself, but she enjoys watching! Or maybe just enjoys watching you guys 🤭

💠And later that night at dinner, she's definitely teasing Tony about how cute you two are, but even Howard comes to the poor blushing boy's rescue 😖

💠Remember that Tony went to college real early at 16, probably much to your secret bitterness and dismay 😒 but the worst was that, once again, he only came home on summers and winters and holidays 😔 where you got to hear all about his new friend and maybe felt a bit jealous 😔

💠But at least with his more formal education (and more trust from his dad), he was no longer so anarchic with his little science experiments! Sure, he'd always made little robots and been able to put anything back together with only minor issues, but now you were seeing him in a section of the paper with much larger robots and maybe feeling a bit silly now about holding the flashlight for him while he tore apart your family's backup generator 😅

💠And maybe you leaned in a little too close on purpose when he was sketching out his blueprints to bring to class after spring break... hey, they are actually really good!

💠Eventually those RC cars became real cars, and eventually he asked you out… with some help from his mom, of course.

💠"Tony, when are you going to man up and ask (Y/N) out?" Maria asks one day.

💠"Huh?" He's genuinely confused and taken aback, looking over at his mom with furrowed brows.

💠"You heard me."

💠"I don't think it's like that," he replies meekly, already blushing.

💠"Didn't you say she kissed you?"

💠"Yeah, when we were like fourteen…"

💠"And it doesn't seem anyone else is willing to hang out with you every day..."

💠"Should I be offended by that?"

💠"You should be inspired."

💠Tony rolls his eyes a little, but it is already something he's thought about. Of course he's thought about it! And honestly, you've probably dropped some very frustratingly obvious hints 😖 and Tony isn't stupid. You know this, he knows this. Well, maybe he's a little more inept when it comes to social cues, but still!

💠Maria has known you for nearly you're whole life, and she already adores you, so don't worry, she also talks all about how lovely you seem and how Tony should go for it! She's on your side! As soon as you leave, she'll have something to say!

💠And the longer Tony puts it off, the more she'll just downright be like, "Y/N was flirting with you, dummy!!!!" or "You guys are very cute 🥰"

💠Tony is frustrated not because he disagrees, but because he really doesn't know what to do and doesn't wanna look stupid :( Because, let's be honest, in this circumstance, he has 0 experience 🤧

💠After awkwardly trying and failing to ask you out in his garage one night, after fumbling to grab every tool and getting hit by the car's hood he didn't properly secure, and then became even more flustered after you grabbed onto his shoulders and head and asked if he was okay, he decided to begrudgingly ask his mom for help 😖

💠And gets even more embarrassed when she excitedly agrees 😓

💠"Yeah, yeah, yeah, just help me out here," he whines in a regional New York accent that he's probably mostly shed by now with his college career.

💠And only many months later will Maria tell you about his red cheeks and scrunched nose as he asked 🤭

💠But!!! What she's saying... he already failed at a few days ago :( He tried asking you on a date during a casual hangout :( but he was already not doing himself many favors so he gave up and just let you go home with nothing more than a meek "see ya 🙂"

💠His mom makes him feel a little better about it, especially when she says that you probably thought it was cute😊😊 and probably knew what was up anyway! But, uh, maybe still make sure you don't do that next time... have more confidence!

💠So... the next time you're both hanging out in his garage... he's probably puffing out his chest and flexing a bit 🤭 but when you do look, it does help his confidence! And that's the point!

💠This time when you go to leave, he's still a bit flustered and stumbling through a few words, but he does manage to get out a "so, um... I was thinking maybe we should go somewhere... nicer? Next time? Maybe Friday?"

💠He becomes a bit squeaky at the end there, but it only helps him look cuter! Of course, you've been waiting on this for years, probably, so you can confidently smile back at him and tell him you'd love that- maybe even tell him that you have been waiting for him to ask!

💠Bonus points if you give him a little cheek kiss before you head home, kinda reminiscent of your silly little childhood kiss 🥰 And yes, Tony never forgot it 😘

💠Your confidence (and his lack thereof) definitely throws him off! But don't let his stiff demeanor fool you! He's very happy! And can't hide his grin when he head into his own house... which his mom instantly picks up on and may have been watching through the window 🤭

💠And might tease him about that little kiss 😘

💠But now... he has to actually plan the date 😨

💠First dates are always awkward (especially with your childhood friend!), but with some pretty flowers and surprisingly confident handholding, it goes well!

💠Bonus points for another cheek kiss before you head inside your house after he drops you off 😘

💠Either way, now he's hooked!

💠Now, when you lean over the edge of the car to look under the hood and huddle close to him, he can't help but smile all giddy and sneak a kiss 🥺 because now he's allowed to and now he's super cute 😭

💠He used to always keep it to himself, but now when he calls his mom every week from school like usual, he can't help but complain about being bored without you 🥺 only for Rhodey to scoff offendedly behind him loud enough for Maria to hear 😭

💠And you know Rhodey got an earful when Tony returned from Summer break talking about his new girlfriend 😘

💠And you also know that when Tony calls you from school, Rhodes is waiting not only to make his own calls, but 7 out of 10 times waiting to make kissy noises and aws every time Tony says he misses you or anything along those lines 🥰 The other times, Rhodey does give you guys some peace and quiet, but sometimes him being there for the call is fun too!

💠But even when he is home, and even if you were just over yesterday or earlier that day, Maria can tell he's bummed ☹️

💠But honestly it does kinda make her happy! Her son is in love!! But she can't help but tease him about being all lovesick 🥰🥰 There's probably a picture somewhere of him pouting at the breakfast table, but he'll brush it off as him being tired 😤

💠The two of them being close is, believe it or not, a good thing for you! Sure, Maria is protective of her son, but she's also protective of you! Moreso when it comes to your relationship with Tony!

💠If Tony comes to confide in her about an argument, whether or not he's in the wrong, she's telling him how to fix it 🤧 and sending him with flowers 💐

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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 11 months

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Dark Steve Rogers Masterlist

Be aware that these are fiction works made for entertainment purposes. It includes yandere behaviours and several triggers so make sure to READ THE WARNINGS at the beginning.

I do not support any of these toxic behaviours.

Reader is always female.

HEADCANON

▶ Sharing you (ft. Tony Stark)

▶ You wear revealing clothes (Requested)

▶ You fight back against his yandere tendencies (Requested)

▶ Forcing into being his 50’s dream wife (Requested)

DRABBLES

▶ A good deal - You convince Steve to let you out for a bit. (Kidnapping)

▶ Style - Just a marriage counseling session with your toxic husband. (Brainwash; Manipulation; Toxic Marriage)

▶ Housewife - Freshly married to Steve, you didn’t expect him to be so old-fashioned. (Misogyny; Toxic Marriage)

▶ Favorite Singer (Request) - Steve has a thing for his favorite singer. (Kidnapping)

▶ Future Plans - Steve has a desire to have a family and you’re no one to stop him. (Noncon; Implied Kidnapping; Forced Pregnancy)

▶ Little Runaway - You try to run away, only to fail. (Kidnapping; Implied future Noncon)

▶ Control - Steve takes what he wants, as simple as that. (Noncon)

▶ Secluded Paradise - Your boyfriend is tired of your technology addiction so he takes matters into his own hands. (Imprisonment; Toxic Relationship)

GIF IMAGINES

One

#masterlist

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yandere-wishes · 7 months

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⋆ ⋆ 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤//𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤 ⋆ ⋆

Yandere drabbles (not fics, but equally as sweet)

Just shorter yandere ideas that me and the anons have come up with. If you're not in the mood to read long format 'x reader' stories then these goodies are perfect for you! Feel free to add/further discuss any ideas you may have regarding these snippets. Full Masterlists Here and Here

💜General

Café date

Genie's clothing brand (Melancholy and Pitch)

Happy days

Yandere x Reader X Platonic!Yandere

Marry Me

If evil why husband?

Why did you start writing Yandere?

The darling with no attention span

Is he mentally unhinged?

They're perfect!!

My favorite Disney prince

My spirit is in the 70's

And now I have become her

My two types

💋💋💋

Just say I love you!!

This one is for the hot girlies

My aesthetic

How I write a resume

Nostalgia

I chose violence

I need more...

I have QUESTIONS

Men...

Fav Authors

The importance of Holidays

Transformers terminology

The sons of sand😍🤩😍🤩

💜Genshin impact

▹▹General

Just a dream

▹▹ Wriothesley

Yandere Werewolf Wriothesley

Yandere Werewolf Wriothesley part 2

Wriothesley's cute housewife

Making out with Wriothesley

You're so perfect. You're so scary

Wriothesley's cheerleader

▹▹Neuvillette

Neuvillette and darling at a ball

▹▹Scaramouch

Fluffy Scaramouch

Scaramouche x Ballarina!Reader

💜Barbie

Kens w/ self-harming reader

Kens w/ a Barbie who liked them before

How to love a Ken

Ken w/ a reader who has intrusive thoughts

Ken kidnapping a human

KEN-cerning

Fate

💜Star Wars

▹▹General

💞Mandalorians💞

Anakin Skywalker and Darth Maul sharing a darling

🥰Head Empty Just Them🥰

An idea (ft. Maul, Anakin and Baby Luke and Leia)

Spoiled sith lords

Domestic life with Darth Maul and Anakin Skywalker

Future Sith lords drabbles

Maul's robotic legs and Grievous' body

A random cheerleader Au (read the comments)

Star Wars Prequel Analysis

Kiss the Mask (Yandere! Sith Lords)

Ancient Sith Lords(Marka Ragnos and Tulak Hord)

▹▹Anakin Skywalker

Anakin falling for his Padawan

Ghostface Anakin

Ghostface! Anakin future ideas

▹▹Darth Maul

Disney+ TV Show

Darth Maul taking a Nightsister as his queen

Darth Maul origins

Extracts from Darth Maul's journal

▹▹Obi Wan Kenobi

"I'm staying with Obi Wan"

▹▹General Grievous

Cyborg lovers unite

The Bride of Grievous

▹▹Boba Fett

Yandere! Boba Fett x reader (Ft. Fennec Shand)

▹▹Clones

Yandere Fives

The clones sharing their lover

▹▹Savage Opress

Yandere!Savage and nightsister darling

▹▹Luke Skywalker

Luke my prince 😍

▹▹Revan

General yandere Revan headcanons

Revan w/ an unwilling and willing darling

💜Twisted Wonderland

General

Leona Kingscholar vs Fellow Honest

Dorm Leaders as french expressions

▹▹Fellow Honest

Fellow Honest feeding his darling sweets

Fellow Honest and his Darling (first/initial take)

Fellow Honest buying his darling luxurious gifts

Fellow Honest and his foxy nature

💜Marvel

▹▹ Tony Stark (Ironman)

Do it for HIM!

▹▹ Miles Morales

The prowler and 42!Spidergirl

▹▹Megneto

Megneto my love

💜Important/social commentary

Iranians and the Occupation of Palestine

💜Tokyo Revengers

Bonten!Baji

💜Jujutsu Kaisen

How to get an obsession

💜Honkai Star Rail

Boothill x Housewife!Darling

💜Dune

Chase scene

#yandere #yandere x reader #yancore #yandere x you #yandere aesthetic #yandere headcanons #genshin impact headcanons

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littlemissomega · 1 year

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Key: ♤= smut | ♡=fluff | ◇= dark ^=personal favorites | *=top/most likes

[Last updated: 10/01/2023

HoneyMoon Hell ♤♡

Sensory processing disorder reader! x Tom Holland

Summary: Morning wake up call gone wrong

Warnings: smut, sensory meltdown, aftercare, Tom being a perfect hubby

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Big Girl Thoughts ♤*

mommy!wanda maximoff x reader

Summary: Wanda just can't get enough of her baby

Warnings: Overstimulation, smut, mommy kink, Wanda being condesending, degrading

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How Would They Know? ♤♡

mommy!natasha romanoff x reader

Summary: Y/N and Natasha go out for dinner, but Natasha has an idea to mix it up

Warnings: overstimulation, mommy kink, public sex, bathroom sex, pet names, degrading, aftercare, etc

Word Count: 3405

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Series: Meeting the Coworkers ♤♡^

Steve Rogers x Y/N x peter parker , wanda maximoff x bucky barnes x natasha romanoff

Summary: Steve has been transparent about his polyamorous relationship with some of his Coworkers since he started dating Y/N, but she was never interested. Until she became curious with that part of Steve's life and asks to meet the gang, but just one at a time. Things get heated and Y/N discovers a whole new side of herself

Part 1: Meeting Peter Parker

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Dios Mio♤♡

peter parker x tony stark's daughter!reader

Summary: Peter and Y/N get caught in the act by her dad- Tony Stark

Warnings: smut, oral (f recieving) orgasum denial if you squint, Tony Stark being an overprotective dad, getting caught in the act, embarrassment, mention of getting pregnant, mention of marriage,

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Cravings ♤♡

Natasha romanoff x pregnant! reader

Summary: natashas 's wife wakes up with intense pregnancy cravings

Warnings: smut, mommy kink, pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, strap on, hypersensitive, nipple play, aftercare, pet names, Russian pet names

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Viral ♤

Pornstar!Natasha romanoff x influencer!reader

Summary: Y/N's followers dare her to call Natasha 'Mommy' on camera

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, strap used, overstimulation, Mommy kink, video sex, live stream sex, cussing, pet names (bunny, luv, luvie, baby, babygirl, etc), praise kink, degradation kink, Y/N says “it hurt” (nothing is physically hurting her tho), bad writing

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Principessa ◇♤

dark!mafia!bucky barnes x innocent!reader

Warnings: smut, non con, kidnapping, mafia leader Bucky, housewife kink, degrading kink, non consensual use of a vibrator, overstimulation, bondage, crying, innocence kink, squirting, virgin reader, Bucky’s kinda sick but it’s also kinda hot 👀

Summary: Y/N's trip to Italy turns dark

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Conflict of Interest ♤

dom!Natasha x needy!reader

Warnings: edging, overstimulation, Y/N falls deep into subspace, praise kink, use of a vibrator, Y/N’s insecure thoughts, use of a strap, allusion to aftercare, but not actually written

Summary: Y/N is very needy while Natasha is working

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Malyshka♤^

alpha!Wanda x omega!reader

Summary: Y/N joins the Avengers thinking she’ll be able to hide being an omega. Wanda bursts her bubble.

Warnings: smut, overstimulation, mating, biting, penetration, omega heat, fingering, knotting, pet names (malyshka, baby, luv, luvie), Bucky’s an asshole, a kinda maybe spark better Bucky (I can’t write fight scene without banter), scenting, scent blockers

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Hungry ♤♡

alpha!Rhyand x omega!reader

Summary: Rhysand finds a way to make his mate eat during her heat

Warnings: smut, cockwarming, teasing, mating, reader not wanting to eat but Rhys convincing her too, bargaining, heat and rut, overstimulation, mention of biting/marking, breeding kink, pet names (Alpha, Omega, little dove, baby), wing play/stimulation, food play if you squint, bad writing, not proof read

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Chronically ill Reader:

I'm Here ♡

steve rogers x endometriosis!reader

Summary: Steve Roger's girlfriend has endometriosis and gets her period

Warnings: chronic pain, reader has endometriosis which causes extremely painful periods, reader gets her period, throwing up, crying, little suggestive but not really (Y/N thinks Steve is gonna do something sexual for a second, but he doesn't)

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How Low Can You Go? ♡

Diabetic!reader x Stucky

Summary: reader’s blood sugar drops in the middle of the night

Warnings: Dangerously low blood sugar, low blood sugar symptoms (head racing, shaky, brain fog), crying, blood, mention of glucose tablets (which is kinda a medication? It helps get your blood sugar up), orange juice, fluff, pet names (Ladybug, princess, sweetie, honey, etc)

Short and sweet enough to give your hyperglycemia (high blood sugar)

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Coming soon

Meeting the CoWorkers Part 2: Meeting Wanda

Bare: dom!rhysand x reader

Principessa Part 2

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 1 year

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The Perfect Life

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Summary- 1.7k Dark Steve Rogers x Reader x Dark Bucky Barnes. It's been over a year since Steve and Bucky abducted you to bring you to the remote farmhouse with fields of sunflowers. Finally, Steve and Bucky have the perfect woman, pregnant with their child.

Warnings- Noncon and violent death of a major character.

A/N- This is it folks, the very end of this series. For those of you who have stuck with me, I hope that this gives some satisfaction, although I'm anticipating some disbelief. I do hope you all enjoyed this dark series. Also, beware of those people with hero complexes.

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Steve was a god among these people.

He believed this as he stalked through Stark Towers to where Tony waited for there meeting. People stopped him in awe, giving him the rush to get through these moments till he could get home to his family.

A sunflower room where you waited like the good girl they trained you to be. Waiting patiently for his all his desires, no matter how twisted they could get. After that day in the basement, you were finally the housewife he and Bucky deserved.

It was a good feeling. After all these years, he and his best friend had what they needed. It was only a matter of time before you would be all swollen, months into your pregnancy. They just found out last night with a test, but now Steve needed actual confirmation.

Excitement filled the super soldier as he recalled watching you piss on the stick. When it finally revealed that you were pregnant, he was so damn proud. He and Bucky both.

Since you couldn’t leave the house, not yet anyways, Steve was going to have Tony send a trusted physician to the farmhouse. You might be broken, but Bucky pointed out that you had a wild streak for freedom in you. After the baby was born, they would see about taking you off the desolate property. Back to civilization for a while.

After having his and Buckys child, you deserved a vacation somewhere, as a family. Steve smiled at the thought of being able to take you to the faraway places he remembered traveling to. He couldn’t wait to see your eyes light up at the wonders of the world, thanking him and Bucky over and over in that sweet way where you go to your knees, eyes shining adoringly up at them while you stuck out your tongue.

Fuck he could feel himself getting hard just thinking about you. Punching the top floor button on the elevator, Steve leaned against the glass to watch the world below get smaller, lost in his thoughts of all the ways he was going to treat you for being simply perfect for them.

When the door slipped open to the massive office, he strode off. Tony from behind his desk glanced at the clock, cocking an eyebrow. “I expected you sooner.”

Honestly Steve did too, but he got preoccupied leaving that morning.

“Come on Sweetheart, say my name.” He urged as he knelt behind you, your head tipped back to look up at him while your ass slapped back into him as hard as he was pounding you.

“Steve.” You finally moaned out in that way that could make his balls tight with the need to spill again.

“I was busy.” He informed Tony while taking a seat, one leg folding over the other and Tony gave him a knowing look.

“And how is she doing? Adjusting?”

“Y/N knows she is ours, accepted it.” Steve said happily. “It took some time, but we got through to her that this was really the best for her. She will never want for anything.”

“Not even her freedom?” Tony raised a cool brow at this question and Steve felt some doubt simmer in him, enough to make him snap a bit.

“Not even her freedom."

"Hmm, you know Cap, you and Bucky tried this with others. That field of sunflowers confirms that." Tony said darkly, making Steve tense. You certainly weren't the first. Others before you were tested, proved to not be able to withstand the life he and Bucky were willing to give you. But you didn't need to know about the scattered graves in the field of flowers, none of those women were good enough. You were perfect. "What makes her different?" Tony asked curiously.

"Because we showed her how good life with us can be," Steve said confidently. "In fact, I believe we are expecting so that will take up her time when we are not around.”

Tony’s eyes brightened in surprise, giving a snap of his hand against his desk. “Well, congratulations Cap. I'm shocked you even dragged yourself away after that news.”

“Thank you, it was a long time coming but worth the wait.” Steve got a faraway look as he thought about how long he had wanted to settle down, have his girl on his arm and a babe in hers. How Bucky would stare after him and Peggy longing for that family. Steve thought Peggy would be it, but then everything happened and dashed that dream away.

When he rejoined the world, everything changed. He thought he was all alone. A lonely life longing for what was.

Until Bucky showed up again, broken but still his best friend. That's when the idea took root for Steve, they couldn’t find a girl here to satisfy their needs, they would train one. Make her the perfect wife and mother. Steve had no issue sharing with Bucky, not when he wanted to see his best friend as happy as he was now.

With Tony’s help, that dream became a reality. It had taken over a year to get you to this point, but Steve wouldn’t change anything that had happened. You all were now so happy.

“So what do you need then? You want to bring Y/N here to have her checked out?”

Steve gave a shake of his head. “No, she isn’t ready for that yet. Can we fly someone out there?”

“Of course, I got plenty eligible people on the payroll. Jarvis, pull up a list of pediatricians in the building.”

While Tony searched for the doctor, Steve pulled out his phone to check on you. Would you be curled up in your seat, reading in the sunshine? Taking a walk with Bucky around the property? Maybe in the kitchen working on one of your wonderful apple pies for when he got home.

It took seconds of him being able to find you. Apparently he wasn’t the only one needing to be with you because currently Bucky had you on the kitchen counter, thighs gripping his waist as he fucked you. Your head was tipped back, Steve could picture the soft moans escaping you. So sweet sounding.

He was about to close the phone when he saw your hand reach behind you and panic rose in his chest.

“Dont you do it Doll.” He growled out and Tony paused in surprise.

“Everything okay Rogers?”

“Fuck.” Steve snarled as he stared at the screen. “I need to get back, right now.” He leaped up from the chair, panic wild in his eyes.

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“Tighter Doll, thatta girl, good girl.” Bucky's hot breath was buried against your neck, your arm slung around him with nails gripping his muscled back. You squeezed your thighs more, wrapped around him while you jolted against the cool counter, panting in Bucky’s ear.

“Make me cum Bucky, I need it so bad.” You whined as you nipped at his earlobe. “Put another baby in me.”

It made him groan, grinding into you and you felt yourself building up to make it end. Your body shaking as your belly clenched, needing it now. “Keep me full, Bucky, please.” You whined out again, crying out in pleasure while scratching down his back.

“I'm gonna Doll. You are so good. Fuck.” He grunted and you feathered kisses against his neck, pulling him closer against you, His forehead fell to your shoulder, his hands bruising your hips to hold you still for him to finish.

He was distracted enough to not notice your subtle movements while your moans of his name got louder, keeping him pounding you.

Your hand stretched behind you, the knife block so close now and he was distracted with finishing. Trying to drive you to finish. You couldn’t cum, not yet as much as your body wanted to loose itself, making you feel disgust with yourself for even wanting to give in.

Closer, closer, your fingers brushed the familiar wooden handle. And just as you started to quake, moments away from giving into the sensation, you pulled the knife loose.

Bucky came just as you plunged the blade into his neck, making him roar in shock and pleasure while he crashed into you.

You didn’t stop, you yanked that knife out again and went deeper with each plunge. Spurts of blood escaped him to cover you as he pushed you away with a bloody hiss while it squirted from his mouth.

You tumbled against the floor, scrambling to your feet to lunge at Bucky again, grabbing at the knife protruding from his neck and yank it out.

“Y/N, fuck, why? Fuck.” He tried smothering the grisly holes in his neck, blood running all over the place. You held the knife in front of you and scrambled further away from where he was laying on the floor, panting at the exertion of what just happened, adrenaline pumping through your veins.

It was a better feeling then any orgasm he had ever given you.

“Y/N, Steve, call Steve.” Bucky’s voice was gutted sounding, still not having processed your betrayal.

You laughed coldly while you worked your way to a stand and held onto the counter to keep from slipping in the blood on the floor. “You are delusional Bucky.”

“Do it.” He hissed, his hand slippery against his neck while he started going pale. You savored the actual look of fear in Bucky’s eyes. You imagined that was how you must have looked so many times. Having the power to be able to stare him down gave another rush of adrenaline. “Because you need us. We love-” His tone started to fade, his eyes trying to stay open.

“You love me?” You flipped the knife to aim into a downward plunge motion, this time aiming for his heart, grimacing slightly as you felt the blade push in. You loomed over him, watching his vibrant stormy eyes fade to nothing. “You were a monster, even if you loved me like you think you did.”

Prying out the knife, you fell back, the whole kitchen floor streaked red with sticky blood and you were covered in warm blood. You felt the tingle of anticipation fill you and glancing up, your eyes fell on the houses camera system.

It was like you could feel Steve’s rage and pain through the lens that was focused on you. You could just imagine his expression now, watching as you killed his best friend, the only friend you suspected. Pushing up, you made your way across the kitchen till you were standing just under it so the camera had a clear view of you, staring coldly up at it. Pulling off the dress you were wearing, you tossed it at the bloody mess that was once Barnes. With the knife still in your hand, you felt along your hip till you found the B scar Bucky gave you.

“He doesn’t own me anymore Steve.” You said out loud, taking the knife tip and slicing it across the B till it was ruined. Tears streamed down your face, cutting through the blood smeared on your face, but your smile was cold, and predatory, showing your satisfaction. The lens seemed to zoom in on you while you mouthed silently.

Come get me Steve, I’m ready for you.

You were ready to burn down your sunflower prison to the ground when Steve came for you.

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otpcutie · 3 months

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Otpcutie’s Bucky Barnes Bingo Masterlist — My completed @buckybarnesbingo fills, for round five.

A/N: I got a bingo this round and filled 16 squares!!

1. Daddy’s Little Honey Bear, Chapter 3: Buck-Buck Arrives (M, 12k) | Square: Y4, Tony Stark/Iron Man

Summary (Stony/Stucky): Tony has been working too hard, so his Daddy (Steve) ensures he takes a break and enjoys some little time. Bucky comes home early to spend time with them as well.

In this fic Steve, Bucky and Tony are in a polyamorous V relationship with Steve as the hinge. (Steve/Tony are in a QPR and nonsexual Cg/l dynamic. Steve/Bucky are married.)

Chapter Summary: Bucky comes home and the little space shenanigans continue.

Contains: nonsexual Cg/l (Daddy Steve and little Tony), fluff, affection, aroace Tony, QPR, polyamory, found family, little space (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

2. Daddy’s Little Honey Bear, Chapter 4: Steve's Best Guy (M, 12k) | Square: K4, protectiveness

Summary (Stony/Stucky): Tony has been working too hard, so his Daddy (Steve) ensures he takes a break and enjoys some little time. Bucky comes home early to spend time with them as well.

In this fic Steve, Bucky and Tony are in a polyamorous V relationship with Steve as the hinge. (Steve/Tony are in a QPR and nonsexual Cg/l dynamic. Steve/Bucky are married.)

Chapter Summary: Bucky comes home and the little space shenanigans continue.

Contains: nonsexual Cg/l (Daddy Steve and little Tony), fluff, affection, aroace Tony, QPR, polyamory, found family, little space (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

3. Honey, I’m Home! (E, 2.4k) | Square: Y1, “Tell me.”

Summary (Stucky): Steve plays housewife.

Contains: 1940s, cooking as a love language, housewife kink, fluff, panties, D/s, Daddy Bucky, praise kink, teasing (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

4. Caress (M, 0.5k) | Square: K2, kink: feminisation

Summary (Stucky): Bucky admires his reflection.

Contains: sub Bucky, kept boy Bucky, Daddy Steve, lingerie, mirrors, sexual exploration, Bucky being turned on by his reflection (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

5. Steve’s Night Off, Chapter 1: Sparks Fly (M, 3.4k) | Square: K5, hindsight

Summary (Stucky): Steve meets Bucky in a bar.

Chapter summary: Steve and Bucky hit it off.

Contains: unhappily married Steve, Steve cheats on Peggy with Bucky, older Steve/younger Bucky, Bucky in a skirt, lingerie, flirting, teasing, Daddy kink, dorks falling in love (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

6. Steve’s Night Off, Chapter 2: Falling (E, 4.1k) | Square: Y3, first kiss

Summary (Stucky): Steve meets Bucky in a bar.

Chapter summary: Steve takes Bucky to his hotel, where their sexual tension reaches a boiling point.

Contains: unhappily married Steve, Steve cheats on Peggy with Bucky, older Steve/younger Bucky, Bucky in a skirt/lingerie, flirting, teasing, Daddy kink, dorks falling in love, fluff, horny boys, smut (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

7. The Bait (T, 0.7k) | Square: C3, free space

Summary (Stony/Winterspider): Tony goes undercover as an escort for a case.

Contains: Detective AU, grumpy Steve, jealousy, besties/work partners Steve & Bucky, pining Steve, Bucky is fed up with it, escort Peter, implied Bucky/Peter, pining, angst, love confession (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

8. The Upside (E, 2.8k) | Square: U2, body swap/sharing

Summary (Winteriron): Tony and Bucky give each other permission to get off while body swapped.

Contains: body swap AU, found family, transguy Tony, flirting, teasing, mutual pining, boys in love, fluff, jerking off, smut (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

9. All In, Chapter 1: Uncertainty (E, 0.7k) | Square: C5, without fear

Summary (Stucky): Bucky makes his Daddy Steve (the President) jealous. Steve is clueless as to why.

Chapter summary: Bucky sets out to make Steve jealous.

Contains: President Steve, journalist Bucky, secret relationship, D/s, Daddy Steve, brat Bucky, age difference, jealousy, Bucky is a little shit (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

10. Stucky AU: Spa Day [moodboard + snippet] | Square: B5, photo of younger Bucky

Contains: spa day, older Steve/younger Bucky, massage therapist Bucky, crushes

Links: Tumblr

11. Winter Soldier aesthetic (Green) [moodboard] | Square: C2, photo of Winter Soldier Bucky

Contains: Winter Soldier Bucky

Links: Tumblr

12. Starshine (M, 1k) | Square: U4, kink: aftercare

Summary (Stucky): Bucky takes care of his kitten after they’ve played.

Contains: Omegaverse, D/s, Alpha/Daddy Bucky, Omega/kitten Steve, beefy sub Steve, kitten play, fluff, aftercare, nonbinary Steve, Steve uses it/its pronouns (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

13. Bucky Barnes AU: Baker [moodboard] | Square: Y3, baker Bucky

Contains: Baker Bucky, coffee shop AU, cafe owner Bucky, barista Bucky

Link: Tumblr

14. Pop! Beefy Bucky [fanart] | Square: Y2, a photo of Bucky in CA:CW wearing his red henley

Contains: Beefy Bucky, pop! vinyl art style, funko pop! (My own version), Captain America: Civil War, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes

Link: Tumblr | AO3

15. All In, Chapter 2: Vulnerability (E, 3.6k) | Square: B3, hurt/comfort

Summary (Stucky): Bucky makes his Daddy Steve (the President) jealous. Steve is clueless as to why.

Chapter summary: Bucky opens Steve’s eyes and confessions are made on both parts.

Contains: President Steve, journalist Bucky, secret relationship, D/s, Daddy Steve, brat Bucky, age difference, jealousy, Bucky is a little shit (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

16. All In, Chapter 3: ‘Til The End Of The Line (E, 5.9k) | Square: C1, kink: spanking

Summary (Stucky): Bucky makes his Daddy Steve (the President) jealous. Steve is clueless as to why.

Chapter summary: Things heat up and of course, the fluff continues.

Contains: President Steve, journalist Bucky, secret relationship, D/s, Daddy Steve, brat Bucky, age difference, jealousy, Bucky is a little shit (more on AO3)

Links: Tumblr | AO3

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alostlovergirl · 1 year

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A good ending?: Tony Stark x reader.

Summary: Your family has always struggled for money with your parents greedy addiction to drugs. Manipulation leads to arranged marriage.

Warnings: arranged marriage, abuse, drug abuse, manipulation, addiction, age gap ( reader is 19 and Tony is 34), implied dub-con, Stockholm syndrome,

Mom and dad never really allowed you to go to college because there wasn't enough money cut to arug abuse, and plus they didn’t want to lose their little maid. Tou did everything around the house and as soon as they let you outta of their grasp, you will run and never come back. They couldn't affords to lose you, but they could afford to sell you for a lifetime supply of drug money.

As soon as Mr. Stark came around out of coincidence of one of their dealers having a connection to him, they were talked into selling their only daughter to him in an arranged marriages. Much to your horror, they let him come into your room and have a private chat with you behind closed doors, which resulted in a lot of crying.

"oh... Don't cry.. You will have anything you please. No housewife work. Just my perfect spoiled wife. As long as you behave and please me." he pulled you into a warm hug. Even if you were disgusted,you craved the love that he was presenting you with. Your parents never gave you any type of love because they were always so high.

He rubbed your back as you cried into his shoulder, smelling his sweet cologne everytime you sniffled up a snot bubble. He treated you like lucky treasure, rocking you back and forth. " my poor abused flower... I'm gonna take you away and make you feel all better." he muttered and pressed his dry lips to your cheek.

Even though you were being forced into a marriage, you couldn't help, but feel comfort around him. Your inner child craved this, desperately.

__________________________________________________________________________ You couldn't help, but feel nervous for your arranged marriage. You never had your own sense of style because your mother forced you to wear hoodies and sweats, claiming you looked prettier than her. You never had the chance to tap into your girly side.

So, you felt overwhelmed looking at all the gorgeous, white dresses. Everything felt to luxury to you and you wanted to collapse right there. Tony was on the other side of the giant store, trying on tuxedos. He left you alone with the female workers who were trying to help you. The workers seemed really concerned about you as you wondered around looking at all of the expensive dresses. You still remember that Tony said that you had no budget and really could get whatever you want. Did you really want to spend that much money? It wasn't your money, it was his.

You picked up the cheapest dress you could final, completely forgoing what you really liked; a princess, laced, sparkly, V line dress that was 7,000 dollars. It was simply too much money.

As soon as you came out of your dressing room and looked at yourself in the big mirrors, Tony came back with a plastic wrapped tux. He looks at you and sighs.

"oh darling, you cannot like that plain little thing. No way. Pick another dress." he says with a slightly amused tone. You look at hm with wide eyes. How did he know? He waves you off and you go take off the dress.

He forces you to pick the dress you wanted. He checks the price tag, seeing what you was so worried about. He sighs and shakes his head. " only 7,000 dear. Why were you so worried? I said you could have whatever you please. I meant it." he says grabbing your face and kissing it. He kisses all over your face, leaving you blushy mess and making the workers look away in embarrassment.

You end up getting the dress you wanted.

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Everything was going amazingly well on your wedding day. Tony was the sweetest man ever and he made you feel special. Even when you cried when it hit, that you were being married just so your parents could get some money, he was there and he comforted you, drying your tears so the makeup team could finish their job.

His vows were so kind, even if he knew you for a few months. You weren't regretting this until the end came and he got you into his plushy bed.

Your hands rested on his shoulders as he littered your neck with soft, loving kisses. You didn’t know what to do, letting him have complete control of you and your body. Did you really want this? Did you want to lose your innocence to a man twice your age and whom you barely knew? He was pushing your dress up with his gentle hands and you started to freak out. You unconsciously slaps his hands away and he stops. He looked at with lust in his eyes.

"Dear?" he seemed concerned as you look at hm with fear dancing in your eyes. He places his hands firmly on your thighs and he smiles. " it's okay. Let me take care of you? ",the way he started to push you dress up again, giving you full eye contact had you breathless. He looked so good while taking what he wanted with gentle coercion. His hands made contact with the lacey panties he brought for his girl. He wanted you to be so pretty for him.

He tears them off under the dress and you gasped. " Tony! -"

" shhh..." he puts a finger to his perfect lips and smiled. He pushes two fingers to your glossy lips. " open, princess" the bet made you blush as you opened your mouth. He pushes his fingers so deep that you taste the metal of his wedding ring. Gagging, you look up to find him staring at you with lustful eyes that you feel hot under his gaze. You suck on his fingers without him saying anything. You swirl your tongue around the tip of his fingers, raking up as much saliva as you could. You make his digits nice, wet, and sticky. He pulls them out and rubs them on your already dripping cunt.

Your head falls back, tits bouncing at the sudden movement. He rubs your perky nipples through the fabric of the dress with his other hand. As you relish the pleasures of him fondeling with you, he pushes his fingers in, making you squeal. Your back arches like a cat, mewling and clawing at his arms as he finger fucks you.

The pleasure was absolutely amazing. He pulled down the neckline of your dress, exposing your bra. He snaps off your bra and his lips connected to your sensitive nipples, making you tug at his hair. Your eyes were crossing and your body squirming.

He just held you down, hand pressing onto your stomach as he moved down your body. He stops with his head under your dress, hot breath against your wet cunt. Your breath hitches as presses a firm kiss against your clit. He gives you a little taste by licking and kissing. Then he devours you, watching and listening to you scream. His ego grows as you try to pry his mouth off of your delicious pussy.

You started grinding against his face, chasing a fuzzy feeling in your tummy. He presses his face deeper in between your legs and your vision gets hazy. You feel a white heat wash over you and your legs shook. He kept lapping at you as you came down from your high, chest heaving.

He pulls away and chuckles at your dazed expression. " come take it out, darling...." he pulled you towards him by your ankles. You shiver, feeling his hard on through his tux. You take off his belt and unbuttoned his pants. His cock sprang out and he groaned in the sweet release of his hard on. He takes his heavy cock into his warm hands. He pats it on your lips. " open up, dear" you immediately opened your mouth and he shoves it in. He doesn't give you a chance to react before he starts to fuck your throat, loving the little noises your mouth made.

Salva and spit bubbles dribbled down her chin, choking. He holds your hair in a makeshift ponytail and pushes his cock in. He pulls out and groans impatiently.

"lay down. I need to be inside of you", he pushes you back on the bed and climbs in between her legs, pushing into your warm cunt. You let out a loud moan, whimpering.

He digs inside of you. He whispers sweet nothings into your ears as the rocks into you, slow and deep. You were shaking, hissing.

" mmm...it feels so tacking good..." Tony hits every spot that makes you see stars and you are just laying there taking him in with cries. His body felt so good against yours, almost like you guys fit perfectly together. You grab onto his velvet suit, begging him for more pleasure. He starts rutting into you, harshly.

Your stomach twisted in pleasure and he puts his big hand on your stomach, making you feel every inch that was being pushed inside of your cunt. Pussy dripping Ana making wet squelching sounds, you feel yourself getting closer to that fuzzy feeling from earlier. You start to chase it, clenching around his cock.

He moans and lifts your legs, hitting a better angle, making you see start once again. “Tony! Cumming!",you screamed out before squirting. He feels as you drenched his thighs and cock. He laughs and slams harder, pushing you into overstimulation.

You cum again in record time. He pushes you over the edge over and over, until he fills you up with warm cum. You came 5 times before he came once.

He pulls out and makes sure you are comfortable, clean, and well hydrated. When all is said and done, he held you close. He rubs your back, kissing your neck. He rocks you and he smiles.

" mmm...I love ya"

Maybe you got a good ending being with Tony.

#dark marvel #marvel #new writer #new page #new #tony stark x reader #x reader #tony stark #arranged marriage

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smolderingflame · 9 months

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New Fic Alert: Matched (Steve/Bucky) Captain America & MCU by SmolderingFlame

Matched by SmolderingFlame

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Captain America/MCU

WIP

Relationship: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

Characters: James Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Sharon Carter, Brock Rumlow, Wanda Maximoff, Peggy Carter, Vision, George Barnes, Winifred Banes, Becca Barnes, Sarah Rogers, Joseph Rogers

Summary: On the eve of his Designation Day, Bucky Barnes fears what will happen to him, whether he will be assigned to be an Alpha or an Omega. But, he worries even more over the fate of his best friend, Steve Rogers.

After five years and no sign of his old best friend, Bucky is reunited with Steve in a very surprising way.

Now they must navigate their new relationship together and the repercussions of their Designation Day outcomes.

Tags: AU, Non-traditional Alpha/Omega dynamics, Omegaverse, Dystopia, Science I just made up, Body Modification, hormones, out of character, domestic bliss, unhappy marriage, arranged marriage, alcoholism, housewife bucky, mechanic steve, mpreg, society deems it acceptable for alphas to cheat, sexisim, happy ending, stucky end game, drama and romance, darkish steve rogers (he's a bit of an asshole but he gets better), post-serum steve rogers, bearded steve rogers, insecure steve rogers, bucky barnes feels, bucky barnes needs a hug, possessive steve rogers, attempted non-con, married steve rogers/bucky barnes, steve's parents are alive, Joseph rogers is a piece of shit, toxic masculinity, crossdressing, feminization, macho bad boy steve rogers, soft bucky barnes, tattooed steve rogers, top!steve rogers, bottom!bucky barnes, Omega!bucky barnes, Alpha!steve rogers

#marvel #captain america #stucky #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #mcu fandom #steve x bucky #bottom bucky barnes #mcu #bucky barnes #top steve rogers

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aparticularbandit · 11 months

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The Curse

Summary: Agnes is no medical doctor. She was quite right about that.

Not only is Agnes no medical doctor, but she has no medical experience. At all. She’s a suburban housewife, one who has lost her husband (not that she’d ever had one, but she doesn’t know that), lost her kids (not that Wanda remembers giving her kids, so that must have pulled itself in from something within Agatha, not that she wants to know), and lost her best friend to—

Well, she hasn’t lost her best friend anymore, has she?

Wandagatha Week 2023 Prompt 1: Villains

Wanda Maximoff/Agatha Harkness Rating: T.

AO3

previous chapter

Her entire body screams.

She should be used to this feeling because a part of her mind, shoved back far, far away, also constantly screams. Most of the time, she ignores it, but every now and again, she reaches out to it, checks in on it, and finds it still screaming. It’s as if the part of her that collapses just before her magic takes on a mind of its own has been locked back there, only with a little more free will. That part of her, still screaming, occasionally pounds against the walls of the corner where she’s locked it and forces her to acknowledge it, but she doesn’t dwell there. Can’t dwell there. Refuses to dwell there. Shoves it away again and forces herself forward.

(And, yes, she does call it magic now. She’s acknowledged that. Accepted it. Killed so many people with it. Became exactly what Tony Stark—)

But it’s different, her body screaming instead of just her head, pain rippling through her, with every flinch of her muscles, every furrowing of her brow, every subtle (or unsubtle) attempt at movement sending spasms under her skin, until she finally simply ceases.

Maybe this is what death feels like. An eternity of unending pain, unless she stops moving. Gives up. Gives in.

It would be easier to give in if she had something to distract her from that part of her head that’s still screaming—

“Hon, you’ve got to drink something, I don’t…. I don’t have any IVs, and I’m not a doctor, and I don’t think—”

Wanda’s entire body flinches. She tries to snap herself up and awake, but she barely moves an inch before her entire body lights on fire. The most she can do is open her eyes and glare at the woman above her.

Agnes’s brow – Agatha’s, technically, but Agatha wouldn’t care about her this much – knits together, lips pressed into a thin line, until she notices that Wanda’s eyes are open, and then her entire face lights up, lips spreading into an endearing smile. “Oh, you’re awake, good, good, here, will you just—?” She holds a cup of water in one hand – a plastic cup with a lid and an equally plastic straw (that she must have gotten from Burger King or McDonald’s or some other cheap fast food joint because it’s one of those white ones with the red and yellow and blue stripes surrounding it) – and sets the straw on Wanda’s lips. “I need you to drink something, dear. Wouldn’t want you to thirst to death.” She pauses, brow furrowing again, and licks her lips. “Is that the right phrase? Thirst to death? Like starving to death, but with water.” Her gaze flinches away. “There’s got to be an easier way to say that than die of dehydration—”

If endless pain with every movement is death, then maybe this is hell.

Lying here unmoving won’t make the woman above go away, not if she wants her to drink something, so Wanda parts her chapped, cracked, dried out lips and sucks on the straw. It hurts to drink anything at all, hurts to swallow, hurts to cough so that she doesn’t quite choke on her water (her body will absorb it, just like it would absorb chips of ice; it’s hard to choke on water) – but the water itself is cool and refreshing and she finds herself wanting more of it, no matter how hard it is to drink, how long it is for her to get any of it at all.

Water’s the one thing that doesn’t hurt.

Agnes smiles again as she drinks, and she brushes strands of Wanda’s hair back out of her face with fingertips so feather soft that it’s nearly calming. Would be calming if it wasn’t Agnes. “Good girl,” she murmurs when the straw starts to make that annoying, unsettling sound of there not being enough water to draw anything up. Then she bends down as though to do something else, hesitates, and then stands up, the now quite empty plastic cup in her hand. “I’ll be back with more, hon, don’t you worry!”

As Agnes slips out of the room, Wanda mentally reaches out – intentionally in a way that she rarely if ever does, except on that kid at Kamar-Taj, except when she needed someone to run, except when she needs people to obey her without having to argue with them – and just touches the second mind within Agnes.

The screaming in the back of her mind grows louder, angrier, echoing and reverberating in a lower tone, a mish-mash of notes that don’t quite make a harmony, make something just slightly off, setting her teeth on edge and causing her to flinch away so hard that her full body flinches again, and pain rips through her once more.

Well.

That answers that question.

(Except it doesn’t, not really, it doesn’t answer her question at all, it doesn’t answer why she’s here when she should be dead.

Maybe, if she waits long enough—)

Agnes is no medical doctor. She was quite right about that.

Well, she hasn’t lost her best friend anymore, has she?

Not only has Agnes reclaimed her lost best friend, she’s reclaimed a bit of purpose in life. She looks after Wanda the way she might have looked after one of her sons (who she only on occasion mentions, but never in the way she does anything else, never in a way that suggests she wants Wanda to ask (not that she would) or in a way where she rambles on about them the way she always does about Ralph)—

Maybe she dotes after Wanda more because she has no one else.

(This isn’t, strictly speaking, true. Wanda has heard the knocks that come to Agnes’s door, and she’s heard the whispered voices. She knows that Agnes isn’t always around, knows that sometimes she’s somewhere else, doesn’t know where she goes, doesn’t ask.)

Maybe, quite by accident, Wanda put something into Agnes that makes her—

(She refuses to think about that, refuses to think what that might say about her.)

Maybe she’s just honestly afraid that Wanda might actually die.

(Wanda wishes.)

But despite having no medical experience (other than what she must have learned in raising the boys she mentioned, other than what she might have learned for other family members that she never mentions), Agnes takes great care to help Wanda heal. She brings her water, she brings her chips of ice to make sure she can chew before giving her any food at all, she brings her smoothies and protein shakes on the days when all she can do is drink, when she cannot chew at all, and she brings her good stuff, too, not protein shakes that taste like dirt, not smoothies that have the wrong flavors mixed together, actually good stuff—

Which is probably part of the suburban nosy neighbor housewife stereotype that Wanda baked into her; Agnes probably knows all sorts of yoga tips and tricks, and the best sort of all organic non-GMO smoothies for boosting various vitamins and antioxidants, and protein shakes maybe for her lost husband or her lost sons because maybe one of them was an athlete or a body builder or—

Somewhere along the way, Wanda’s body stops screaming.

Mostly.

Agnes tries, multiple times, to scrub the inky black stains from Wanda’s fingertips. No matter what she does, they never come off. At first, she’s gentle with them the way she is with everything else; when Wanda can’t move herself, can’t bathe herself, Agnes does it for her, just the way a nurse might, careful and gentle, but when she gets to those stains….

Her lips press together in a firmer line, and her nose wiggles a few times as she mutters something under her breath. “Dear, it’s like you’ve burned them. I don’t think I could even get this off with bleach!”

Wanda doesn’t know how much magic she can still access right now, but she immediately reaches out and—

She can’t modify the Agnes spell, but she can add another one on top of it. That should be fine, shouldn’t it? Just another spell to make sure she doesn’t use bleach on people, which feels like it should be common sense, but when it comes to Agnes…. Well, taking care of Wanda the way she is can’t be common sense, can it? So there’s got to be a loose screw in there somewhere.

(It’s probably Agatha. Mucking everything up. Again.)

After that, Agnes ignores her fingers and cleans them the way that she cleans everything else.

It takes a few weeks of Agnes’s idle chatting – and Wanda’s body slowly healing – before Wanda reaches out to touch the mind within her again.

This time, Wanda hears no screaming, no anger, no frustration, no nothing. Her brow furrows with the barest tinge of pain, and she reaches further. Still nothing. Which is concerning.

So the next time Agnes checks in on her, Wanda forces herself to sit up as much as she can, propping herself up on her elbows and ignoring the sharp welt of pain that creeps up her spine and then settles into a low ache. “Agnes,” she says with a voice rasping with disuse.

Agnes freezes. She turns with a brightening smile – “You’re talking!” – and immediately sits herself down on the edge of Wanda’s mattress, just near the curve of her hip. As soon as she does, her smile fades, as does the light in her eyes. “Do you…do you know what happened, dear? I’ve been taking care of you for,” her gaze drops, and she starts to idly fiddle with a loose thread on her plaited skirt, “for a while now, and—”

“Hush.”

The word croaks its way through Wanda’s lips as she reaches out and places her fingertips on Agnes’s forehead. She closes her eyes as Agnes freezes much more completely than before – like a television show on pause, rather than a living breathing person unsteady and unsure of herself – and pushes more directly into Agnes’s mind, ignoring the uncertain but very definite attraction she finds on the surface (definite to her, but Agnes is uncertain, despite the many times she’d read books with this exact scenario, albeit much straighter) and looking deeper, into the murky depths: in the same corner in her own mind where she’d shoved her own screaming self, she searches for the other person who absolutely should still be there.

It takes more than a moment before she finds her, if it can even be called a moment – it’s hard to tell time when she’s swimming in someone else’s mind – but she does find her, standing just as she had when she led Wanda through her own memories, one arm crossed, her cheek resting on the other fist, bright blue eyes gazing at her inquisitively, wry smile on her lips. Like she knows more about any of this than Wanda does. Like she knows anything about any of this.

Instinctively, Wanda’s eyes narrow. “You’re supposed to be in pain.”

Agatha gives a shrug of one shoulder – she’s even still in the same outfit, that purple sweater over a purple button-up, the collar just peeking through and above the other, like she’s some sort of attractive professor and Wanda’s just…just….

“Must have done something wrong, hon. It’s all nice and cozy in here.” Agatha’s smile doesn’t drop, but her eyes wander along Wanda’s form, taking her in. “Surprised to see you, though. Agnes was having a whole Janet with Rocky affair out there.”

Wanda blinks. Twice. “What?”

Agatha groans and rubs her forehead. “Rocky Horror Picture Show. You’ve never—” She lets out a sound of disgust. “Harley and Joker? Florence Nightingale? Marty McFly and his mom?”

“Got it, got it.” Wanda winces, shudders. “And no. Gross. You’re—” She pauses, takes a second to take Agatha in, appraising her, and then shudders again. “I can’t believe you’re suggesting—”

“You’re worse than the Puritans.”

“I’m—”

Agatha waves a hand dismissively and then twists it just so, causing a pair of chairs to appear. “Sit, dear,” she says, “and tell me why you’re here.”

Wanda’s eyes narrow again as Agatha settles into one of the chairs. She doesn’t sit. “The last time I checked on you, you were screaming.”

“Intruder alert, hon.” Agatha lifts one corner of her lips in a knowing smile. “Someone breaks into your mind, first thing you want to do is yell at them. Like a stray cat. Scat!”

Wanda doesn’t believe her, but it’s hard not to when Agatha seems so…calm. She presses her lips together and then, finally, asks, “Why am I here?”

Agatha heaves a huge sigh. “Hon, I believe I just asked you—”

“Not here here,” Wanda interrupts with a growl, “but here. With Agnes. You don’t have magic. She doesn’t have magic. How am I here?”

For a moment, Agatha doesn’t answer. Instead, she conjures what looks to be a cup of tea and sips at it, considering her. Then, finally, she asks, “What happened to the Darkhold, super star?” Her tone takes on the same sort of patronizing softness and false gentility it held when she was leading Wanda through her memories.

It makes Wanda shudder again.

“It’s gone.” Wanda holds Agatha’s gaze. “Destroyed.”

“By someone else, or you would be a tub of ash.” Agatha circles her finger above her cup of tea, as though stirring it. “Did you go to Wundagore?”

Wanda’s eyes widen. “You know about Wundagore?”

Agatha just shrugs again. “Went there for a weekend trip with an old friend once. Had a roaring good time.” Her eyes meet Wanda’s briefly. “Doesn’t look like you did.”

“What do you mean?” Wanda asks hesitantly, cautiously.

“Come here, pet,” Agatha says instead, patting the chair next to her. “Sit with me a spell.”

The problem – the absolute worst problem – with Agatha Harkness is that she was very often very right. For all she pretended to be someone else, when it got down to brass tacks, when she spoke as herself, she didn’t really lie. The question would always be whether she is currently speaking as herself or if she’s trying to speak in the context of some other role she’s cast for herself.

Wanda gives a shake of her head. “No,” she says. “I’m fine here.” She crosses her arms. “I’m sure you’ve got a theory. Spill.”

“Why should I?” Agatha asks, setting her teacup to one side with another sigh. “You’ve given me no reason to help you, hon. Trapped me in here,” she raises a finger gesturing to the empty space around them, “and then barge inside to demand answers from me like you’re owed them.” She shrugs a third time. “Maybe offer me something,” she says, smile returning to her lips. “Something nice.”

Wanda’s eyes narrow again. “I’m not letting you out.”

Agatha laughs – high-pitched, mechanical – the fake sort of witch’s cackle that can’t be how she really laughs – all for show, not with any real mirth. “Oh, hon, I wouldn’t ask for that. You’d lie through your teeth and then leave me in the wash. I won’t ask for that.” She pretends to wipe a tear from her eye. “Just come visit me again,” she says, voice softening. “Not because you need anything. Just for a cup of tea. Sit by the fire.” She waves a hand and a fireplace with a roaring fire appears just behind both of their chairs. It flashes orange light around her black waves, and Wanda has to look away, missing Agatha’s expression when she murmurs, “It gets lonely in here, buttercup.”

The fire crackles and pops the same way a real one might. Wanda dismisses it with the same wave of her hand that Agatha used to create it. “What’s your theory?”

“Hm.” Agatha pulls her cup back over, gazes into her tea, and smiles. “What happened at Wundagore, Wanda?”

“I destroyed it.” Wanda clenches her hand into fists. “It needed to be destroyed.”

Now, Agatha does laugh – something real, something just as wrong as it is right – covering her head with one hand and snorting before she catches her breath. “Wanda, dear, if the person who destroyed the Darkhold got turned into ash, what did you think Wundagore would do to the person who destroyed it? Did you think it would kill you?”

Wanda doesn’t blink, just stares levelly at her.

“Ah.” Agatha’s smile fades, softens. “No, hon, Wundagore has something much more sinister in mind. Death is too easy. Just like you thought it was too easy for me.”

Wanda waits for an explanation, and when none comes, she asks, “What do you mean?”

Agatha taps her teacup with one finger. She doesn’t hesitate, just takes Wanda in again, appraises her, and sighs. “Wundagore paired you with me because I suspect I’m the person alive you hate the most.” She snorts half-heartedly. “Your own personal villain.”

My own personal— Wanda’s eyes narrow again. “You’re saying I’m here because we hate each other? Because I’m torturing you the way it wants to torture me? For destroying it?”

“Oh, Wundagore doesn’t care what I think, hon.” Agatha gestures around them with one finger. “It doesn’t matter if I hate you or not, only that you hate me. Out of anywhere you could be, this is where you least want to be. So Wundagore sent you here.”

Wanda stares at her. “So when I get better, I can just leave?”

Agatha glances up and meets her eyes. “I’m not sure it’ll be that easy, hon. Curses – if you’re in one – can take a lot to break. You might need some help.” She takes another sip of her tea. “Or not. You are the Scarlet Witch, after all. You can bend reality to your will. A simple curse should be child’s play for someone like you.”

“Great.” Wanda doesn’t mention that she’s never broken a curse before, doesn’t feel like revealing any of that information to her nemesis. She turns away. “Thanks for the information, Agatha. I’ll be back for our cup of tea eventually.” She hesitates, one lip curling with her own personal amusement. “Maybe after I break the curse.”

She leaves before she can hear Agatha’s response, not wanting to hear anything witty or pithy or the expected you say that now, but just wait – like if she needed Agatha now, then she’ll need her again in the future. None of that matters. She has her answer; all she has to do now is focus on getting better. She can test things out more after that.

Wanda pulls back out of Agnes’s mind, not even noting the attraction she had on the way in, and collapses back on her pillows and mattress, exhausted by the exertion of her magic. She stares at Agnes – who, perhaps, she does not hate and would not hate if not for the woman trapped inside her – and lets out a little huff before reaching over, placing a hand over Agnes’s, and murmuring, “It’s okay. You can breathe.”

All at once, Agnes takes a deep breath in, coughs twice, spluttering, and places a hand on her chest. Her eyes widen, and she licks her lips twice before she turns back to Wanda. “Sorry, dear,” she says with a look of chagrin. “Sudden coughing spat. I’m not sick!” She turns her other hand over under Wanda’s and gives her a little smile. “I’m glad I could hear your voice again.”

Wanda just stares up at her, opens her mouth as though to speak, thinks better of it, and then gives a tired nod.

#bandit fic #wundagore punishment with wanda and agatha #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #agatha harkness #agnes bohner #wandavision #mcu #wandagatha #wagatha #harximoff #wanda maximoff x agatha harkness #agatha harkness x wanda maximoff #wandagatha week 2023 #consider this chapter one

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every-marveler-ever · 1 year

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Breathing In Love (Breathing Out Friendship)

Fluffbruary Day 20 | @fluffbruary | Lounge

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RATING: Teen. WARNING(S): Possesive Husband

A/N: I know absolutely nothing about the regency period so please take everything I say with a grind of salt. Also, this is a very mix of fluff but it’s definitely not whump (I don’t think) it is certainly different. I enjoyed it all the same and I actually think I like the Peter Quill/Bucky pairing.

Bucky’s not in love with Tony Stark, he refuses to be because he’s about to be married to Peter Quill. Tony loves Stephen Strange and they have the money that makes love more than real. Bucky just needs some air instead. | James 'Bucky' Barnes/Peter Quill, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange

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Bucky’s not in love with Tony Stark, he refuses to be, that’s unlikable it’s unreasonable to be in love with somebody of a much higher class. Instead, he sits across from his best friend, his hand held into Sir Peter Quill’s hand in the formal lounge.

There are smiles on their individual faces trying to convince one another that this is fine.

“Your house is quite lovely, Sir Quill,” Tony says in that sweetly sickening voice that out of the four of them in the room only Bucky understands. Stephen, Tony’s partner who he actually loves, nods along with his newly wedded husband, “I suspect you must have brought it for such a sum,” Stephen enquires.

The strange thing is now Bucky and Tony are in the same class, they are no longer little kids fighting with dirt and getting told off by their mothers. They are wedded men, the next perfect housewife who doesn’t clean because they have a staff who does that, and they certainly don’t assist their husbands with work because that’s not their job. Instead, they have times like this, drinking champagne and tea, while maids flitter around and collect dessert plates and the mess they leave.

Quill smiles at his new groom after only getting down on one knee merely weeks ago, Bucky happily said yes because there wasn’t quite any other way to respond to such a proposal. Peter happily complimented Bucky anyway, “well James had quite a lot to do with it, I wanted to put a pretty roof over his head that he could decorate, he has quite the eye for colour palettes.”

James hears Tony scoff at the way Quill uses his real name and Stephen must hear it too from the way he visually tightens his grip on Tony’s forearm.

Tony knows that the reason Bucky understand colour is because of his brother's passion for art, the passion Steve never got to pursue because he didn’t get as lucky as Bucky, marrying instead to his wife so they could have a next of kin to continue to support the household needs. A small backyard wedding that Bucky got invited to but never did make it to.

As Stephen straightens his posture he tries to make it so Tony’s previous mutters mean nothing indecent, “will have to have James over to see what we can do with our humble abode,” the humble abode Stephen talks about is actually Tony’s mansion that was left to him in his parents will, which since marriage is now Stephen’s property.

Bucky stands up with a smile still on his face because he knows Tony loves Stephen, infatuated still despite Stephen’s protective nature, “I would love that, what are friends for after all.” He plays it off politely kissing Peter’s cheek and grabbing his bag, “I have to pop out to do some things for the house but I hope we do this again.”

With that, he steps out of the lounge room and hastily moves towards the front door once there he sucks in the fresh air and breathes.

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