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Fever (Part Two)

Pairings: Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader 

Story Warnings: Cheating, Smut, Sex Pollen, Dubious Consent, Angst, 18+

Word Count: 1.2k (but it’s gonna hurt)

Summary: Steve couldn’t. No, he wouldn’t. Not to his best friend’s girl.

Master List / Part One / Spotify Playlist

Bucky knew something was wrong the minute he laid eyes on you.

You wouldn’t lay eyes on him. And neither would Steve.

He came to extract the two of you when he found out you were in trouble – spent minutes upon hours waiting for you to come back, nerves on edge, wondering why you hadn’t responded to his calls and texts until he finally stormed to Command to find out where his girlfriend was. He knew you were on a mission, of course; you often were, but you should have been back hours ago.

Two years today – your anniversary. Not that it mattered. 

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— Look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood.

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when a teacher asks you if you understand the work and you don’t 

*gets 0 on the test*

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How Hollywood casts black familys

Parents

Son

Daughter

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Hela is here for the throne.

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For She Had Eyes...

Fandom: Marvel Avengers AU

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Characters: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Unnamed OFC!Hallway Blonde

Author: @amandarosemire

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 5,146

Format: Two-part series

Warning: Smut, 18+ only, language, unintentional voyeurism, female masturbation, mild angst, embarrassment.

Summary: After accidentally catching Steve in an intimate moment, you can’t stop thinking about it.

A/N: This was inspired by a piece of fanart that I saw that I can’t find now to save my damn life. It was of Steve and Sharon against a wall, mostly clothed, him in a tux and her in a red dress, and I loved it. (If anyone knows what I’m talking about, please let me know so I can credit the artist.)

However, I personally hate how the fandom has treated Sharon Carter at times, so I tend not to vilify her if I can help it. To be clear, Hallway Blonde is NOT Sharon Carter.

I only split this into two parts because of the word count. It was one of those stories that showed up in my brain and wouldn’t shut up until I got it out of there and out of the way. The second part is undergoing editing, revision, and proofreading and will be up shortly. I hope y’all like it!

You didn’t mean to do it. You weren’t trying to peep. But jeez, if he didn’t want anyone to see, then why the hell was he in one of the corridors? Not that you were complaining. You were, but about the fact that you had to stop watching. Really. You had to. In a second.

You’d been heading back to your rooms from the communal kitchen after you’d woken up starving and embarked on an after-midnight foraging expedition. With the slice of pie and the soda you’d acquired, you were quietly padding back to your rooms when the gasping breaths and soft slap of flesh on flesh alerted you to someone else’s presence and their probable current activity.

Expecting Bucky or even Sam, you’d put your training to use and snuck toward the sound rather than away in the hopes of witnessing something you could leverage against them later. They were fun guys, but you needed any ammunition you could get in the unending friendly battle. Catching them in the act of either getting laid or making do could be excellent ammunition.

Which may be why you’d frozen when you peeked around the corner to one of the corridors in the private areas to spy Steve there with some blonde you only vaguely recognized pinned against the wall.

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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Are you a good liar in real life?

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Dagger

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 458

Prompt: “You have really beautiful eyes.” “Fuck you.” Requested by anon.

He was standing in your doorway, you pressing yourself against your bedboard, blankets gripped in your white-knuckled hands. You both were simply staring at each other, the lamp you had forgotten to turn off before you slept illuminating him fully. “You have really beautiful eyes.” Loki finally says, not moving any other muscle. “Fuck you.” “Have I said something wrong?” “You’re dead.” “I didn’t think you were that stupid.” “You don’t get to call me stupid when you’re dead.” “By that logic I couldn’t call your eyes beautiful either, but I’ve now done both.” You grabbed a book next to you, throwing it at him with all your might. He catches it easily, not looking away from you as he drops it to the floor. “You feel better now?” He snorts, stepping forward and stopping once you hold up the dagger you keep under your pillow. “You’re dead.” Is the only thing you can think of to say. “Are we going to start this again.” “Explain.” “I didn’t die.” “So I cried over an empty coffin.” “You cried over me?” “I won’t this time.” Even as you say that, your eyes start to well up with tears. Either this was all a hallucination brought on by grief over a man that died a year ago, or he had lied to you for all that time. Both were terrifying. “Your eyes aren’t beautiful now.” “What the hell is your problem.” “My love is crying, and I’ve been the cause of that twice now. Both times I couldn’t do a thing.” “Because you’re supposed to be dead.” “I’m not.” “Prove it.” “I thought I already did.” He kicked the book towards you slightly. “Useless. You could be a spy sent after me by Tony.” “You would believe that Stark found a shapeshifting spy to break into your apartment over I am actually alive.” “I will kill you either way.” “You have this obsession over me being dead.” “Prove to me you’re not.” “That’s my dagger you’re threatening me with.” “Anyone could know that.” You feel your voice waver slightly. “No, they couldn’t. You must have stolen that from my room, tricky girl. I’ve been looking for that, you know. I thought I had hidden it quite well.” You can’t say a word, but you look at the blade shaking in your hand and quickly drop it. Light glints off the metal and you look back up at Loki. “Why can’t I believe you.” You whisper. In the blink of an eye he is at your side, and as you wrap your arms around him and pull him against you, you sob in relief. You still want to kill him, but you need him in your arms for a little longer.

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when people ask where you see yourself in 10 years

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Little Lies (Part One)

Pairings: Steve x Reader x Bucky // Steve x Reader // Bucky x Reader

Chapter Warnings: Angry Sex, Threesome, Punishment, Praise Kink, Oral (Giving & Receiving), Fingering, 18+

Other Warnings: Angst, and I mean A N G S T

Summary: You went to Bucky when you wanted punishment. He’d be rough with you because he understood your self-loathing, and he’d leave bruises on your hips that wouldn’t go away for a week. You loved it. He didn’t.

You went to Steve when you wanted reassurance. You went to him because he liked to whisper sweet, sweet things into your ear as he made love to you. He’d tell you that you were perfect and amazing and beautiful. Then you’d get your fill, just far too much of it. He cared too much.

It all came to a head when the three of you went on a mission together. You’d done it a hundred times, even during this mess of a situation, and still neither of them was any the wiser. Your little lies always slipped right through the cracks - until one night, they didn’t.

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Just because the past didn’t turn out like you wanted it to, doesn’t mean your future can’t be better than you ever imagined.

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I have been sold like a broodmare. I’ve been chained and betrayed, raped and defiled. Do you know what kept me standing through all those years in exile? Faith. Not in any gods, not in myths and legends. In myself. In Daenerys Targaryen.

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I can’t believe he invented walking