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#Evil Steve Rogers
atlasscrumpit · 1 year
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Bucky x reader
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Play nicely
(tw it's kinda creepy. Evil Steve. Your hydra name is Dove)
"Ow! That fucking hurts!" you shouted as the winter soldier looked at you angrily while he was stitching up a cut on your hand.
"Well, maybe if you stop fucking moving it won't hurt." He growled as you kept your mouth shut.
"Maybe if you hadn't fucked up the mission I wouldn't have got hurt." You growled as he pressed his thumb into the wound making you scream.
"Stop!" You screamed before he went back to stitching it up.
"That's what I thought." He growled in response as I turned away from him and kept quiet.
"I would hope you two weren't fighting again." You heard a voice say as you looked up to see Captain Hydra, aka Steve Rogers.
"No, sir." You and Bucky both said as he chuckle softly.
"Good, because you two are my best soldiers. I don't need you trying to kill each other. Now what do we do when we've had a fight?" Steve said as you glared at Bucky.
"We weren't even fighting." You grumbled as Steve looked at you.
"Now, my sweet girl. You know I don't like when you tell fibs." He said as you looked at Bucky.
"Let's just get this over and done with." You grumbled to Bucky who sighed.
This was the routine, Steve was sick and twisted in so many ways.
You leaned froward and quickly pecked Bucky on the lips, before backing away.
"Good girl, good boy always being so good." Steve said as you kept your eyes away from him.
Steve liked to treat you and Bucky like you were his kids in a very twisted way.
"Head back to your room and rest, sweethearts." Steve said as you stood up and walked out with Bucky.
Steve walked behind you both as you kept your eyes down.
Once you finally reached your cell you stepped inside and crawled into your bed.
Steve smiled and kissed your forehead before doing the same to Bucky and leaving.
"Do you think this is better?" You whispered as Bucky looked at you in confusion.
"What do you mean?" He asked as you cuddled the blanket close to your chest.
"Him treating us like this, is it better than how the other agents get treated? Or would you rather just get beaten." You whispered as Bucky looked at you sadly.
"Don't think about those things, Dove." He replied softly as you nodded a little.
"I'm sorry." You whispered as Bucky continued to stare at you.
He always knew exactly what you were feeling, and right now he knew you wouldn't stop thinking things over in your mind.
"Come here." He whispered, lifting his blanket up.
You quickly got up and shuffled over to Bucky and cuddled into his arms.
"Don't think, doll. Just focus on me." Bucky whispered as you nodded and closed your eyes.
Bucky was good at naming sure you didn't think, something about him made you fall asleep instantly.
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You woke up about an hour later feeling cold metal around your wrists.
"Soldier?" You called out weakly.
You looked up to see Steve above you.
"Sir? What's happening?" You asked in fear as you tried to move.
"Shh, it's going to be alright, my sweet Dove. You're such a skilled little solider for me, but I know you can be more powerful. I want to make you just as perfect as the winter soldier, make you a super soldier." He said as he brought out a needle, you looked at him in fear and shook your head.
"No! No please please! Sit, please I don't want to." You begged in tears as he smiled.
You'd seen what it had done to Bucky, you didn't want to be next.
You hated it, but you knew what you need to do.
"Daddy, please. Please, it'll hurt." You whispered as Steve looked down at you and ran his finger over your cheek.
“My sweet little girl, it’s going to be okay. Daddy will be right here beside you.” He said as you thrashed in the restraints and screamed as loud as you could.
You felt a sharp prick in your shoulder as you began to feel drowsy.
“No…” You whispered as you slowly fell unconscious.
Back in your shared cell Bucky kept throwing himself against the bars, he could hear your screams of agony and it was driving him mad.
He screamed and used his metal arm to rip the hinges right off the door, he ran as fast as he could to the lab.
He saw Steve and two doctors around you, injecting you with things.
He grabbed a knife and slit the doctors throats before he punched Steve.
“Get off her!” He screamed as he pointed his knife at Steve.
“Look at you Soldier, so powerful when she’s in danger.” Steve said in amazement as he felt his face.
Bucky heard you sobbing as you tried to break free.
“Please, soldier.” You cried out as Bucky slowly stepped back and looked at you.
You had dark circles under your eyes and your skin was awful dull.
Suddenly Bucky was knocked out by Steve and you cried even more.
“Well, my darling girl. Looks like the serum didn’t work, but that’s alright. Just means you can be something even more important now.” He said as you looked up at him with tears in your eyes, you knew what he meant.
After everything he’d injected into you, you would be weak now and not being able to fight.
You’d go from Soldier to whore in just a day.
Steve undid your restraints from you, he thought you would be completely weak, but knowing what he was going to do to you you felt even stronger.
You grabbed an empty needle and stuck it into Steve’s neck, making him drop you.
You stood on your unsteady feet and grabbed one of the needles that still had some serum inside.
You were hoping it was a sedative.
You plunged it into his neck and injected it as he slowly fell to the floor.
You fell to your knees beside Bucky and rested your head on his chest as you cried.
“Wake up, Soldier.” You cried out, you heard him groan and his hand reached up to your back.
"Dove?" He whispered as you pulled away and looked at him.
"We have to get out of here." You replied as he nodded, you helped him to sit up as he looked at Steve.
"Look away." He growled as he grabbed a knife.
You looked away and blocked your ears, you knew you couldn't leave Steve alive.
But a twisted part of you would miss him.
Bucky tapped you on the shoulder and you turned around and quickly got up.
He gave you a gun and he kept a knife in his hand.
He grabbed two lab coats from a closet and you both dressed in them.
"Stay close to me, and don't say anything." He said, grabbing the two key cards from the dead doctors.
You secured the coat around you and kept the gun in your pants before you headed out.
You kept your head down as you past other agents and doctors.
You made it to the hanger doors and saw two guards waiting, the doctors cards wouldn't have access.
Bucky looked at you as you nodded a little.
You both ran up and chose one each, taking them down as quietly as possible.
You swiped their cards and got into the hanger, looking at all the jets.
"So, which one?"
(part 2 here)
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sunnysideprincess · 1 year
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I've been in a writing slump since real life is being a massive bitch, so I wrote evil Steve to cheer myself—enjoy!
Steve/Tony, established relationship
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On Monday, Steve arrived to a mess in his war room. Newspapers and clippings thrown about in haste. Boxes of reports upturned and dumped off their perch on the shelves. The table lying face down on the ground, the chair kicked off to the other side of the ten by ten room. The wall with the connections, carved with blades had been hit with something blunt, repeatedly. It was a wreck. A tornado hellbent on destruction. And in the middle of it all, Tony Stark stood with his shoulders heaving, wearing the shirt he was supposed to wear for their dinner reservation.
"How long?"
Steve didn't answer. Instead, he walked around the scattered information, taking care not to step on the shards of the ceramic bowl that once held candy for the "kids". Tony didn't turn, just stiffened when their fingers brushed. When Steve gently grabbed the hammer from his hand and set it aside.
"New York."
He often compared his lover's rage to an inferno. Rather poetic, that it would be aimed at him one day.
Tony stepped away and slipped. It was only Steve's hand grabbing him by his hip that kept him from falling on the floor. From hurting himself. And hurting Steve by extension.
"How—Why?" Tony snarled and backed away. Steve, magnanimously, let him go. Let him think he could get away. "Who else?"
"Natasha. Wanda. Bruce. Maria. Clint. Sometimes Pepper."
A blink, long and surprised. Hurt.
"Pepper?" His voice broke. Still. Better the truth than lie. And they really wouldn't have gotten anywhere without her. "My Pepper?"
"She wants to protect you."
"Protect-" Tony laughed, smacking his head with the back of his hand. He was stumbling a little. "Protection? You're killing people!"
"Only the ones who get in our way."
"Your way to where?"
Steve tilted his head and assessed the damage. Natasha often accused him of being too unfeeling. Too balanced. But losing control, losing his temper wouldn't make Tony trust him again.
"Justice. Accords were one way to get there. But it was wrong. Too..." He looked for the right word, while also looking at the loose buttons of Tony's collar. He looked ethereal under the dim glow of fluorescent lamps. In his rage and grief. "Restricting."
"And this is better how? How is killing Ross, Fury and god—T'Challa any closer to justice?"
"T'Challa was holding his nation back, Tony. All that tech. Knowledge. How many could they help?"
"Bullshit! The only thing you took from Wakanda is weapons!"
"To fight the war."
"You blew up the WSC! You killed hundreds, Steve!"
"They were necessary sacrifice, Tony. For the greater-"
"Don't!"
Just one word was enough. Steve gulped, a semblance of want rising in his chest at the way his voice echoed in their quiet, sombre getaway apartment. At the way it shook the foundations.
It's why he couldn't let go of Tony. Why he kept hoping he would find out. Why he would find his lover, drag him away to a secluded corner after their missions.
Steve was always accused of being as cold, hard and uncompromising as the ice he was found in. But Tony was the opposite. All fire and rage, blazing warmth of a thousand suns.
Steve wanted to feel that burn against his skin. Wanted Tony to melt the ice as well as his bones.
It was a morbid thought. But maybe also a romantic one.
"I'm leaving."
"Tony-"
"I'm leaving. I'm not coming back. You won't see me. You won't touch me with those hands."
He made a show of bracing himself, of his own stubborn determination. Later, Steve would laugh at it. The way he stumbled and yelped when Steve grabbed his arm.
When he spun him so his back was pressing against his chest. When the ice encircled the fire, to keep it imprisoned.
"No, Tony."
Tony shivered and struggled.
"Steve, what the hell?"
"You're not going anywhere. We're going to talk. You're going to tell me who told you about us. And then we will have our dinner-"
"Let me go. Steve, let me go right now!"
Steve smiled and sighed.
"No, sweetheart. Didn't you hear? Captain Hydra is one crazy bastard."
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blacksupremacy86 · 10 months
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Taking It By The Horns Part 1
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Steve Rogers AKA The titans of The USA The Captain America is on his way back to the base after a run in slim toned tight grey shirt.
He races up the staircase to the main floor in a huff of air he sighs backing to the wall laying his back he does not expect anybody else to be up that morning.
A large crash can be heard from high above In the glass ceiling the shattered remains of it land on the floor and Captain jumps to it once more.
A man in the shadows stood waiting for him in the darkness of the night he claps loudly as the lights blare on revealing a man in a cloud of blue aura.
Captain America crosses his arms in a truly super defiant stance he runs out leaping on to a giant pipe line and flips up and down like a Russian gymnast.
He threw up in the air flipping till he lands on to the mat with an impressive show of skills in a superhero fascination and the world would be astonished.
The next day Steve woke up in fit of sweat and horror washing over him he rolls on to the grass coming back to reality he could not believe that’s
What a strange dream he thought as all else fades in to the light of the bright shining lite silver moon dancing on his skin and he fell deep.
He backflips on to his feet he remembers his jump kicking his axe upward by his foot and he caught it in his right hand he cuts a case of wood.
“The wood it felt so good to place it on the board.”
“All I can do it cut it in half “
“I am lost”
“My mind is a fog”
“Hello Steve”
“My name is Steve?”
“Do you remember?”
“Yes! Steve Rogers”
“My champion “
“Yes! Captain America “
“Are you my sweet pet?”
“Mmmm…yes”
“Pet me”
“Rub me”
“Feel me up “
“What took you so long?”
“I’ve waited for you “
“How long was the wait?”
“Many years”
“Oh the shame!”
“You should be embarrassed “
“Spun to me”
“Follow me “
“My eyes are your focal point “
“Good boi”
“Mmmmm…yes Master”
“It’s Master Lawrence “
“Yes….Master Lawrence “
“I love you Steve”
“Say it “
“I….I”
“I love you too “
“Good boi “
“Kiss me”
“Slowly”
“Sweetly”
“Tenderly “
“Baby! Stevie”
“God! I want you so bad”
“Ravish me Steve”
He kisses me with every bit of effort he has memories are fading in to a foggy sense of nothingness and Peggy, her niece and his parents disappear.
The end
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wingheadshellhead · 5 months
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Steve Rogers & Tony Stark in Avengers Assemble 2.09 "The Dark Avengers"
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reebmiester · 2 months
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Back in my 2014 stucky angst
@whotheheckitheheck Happy birthday hon
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biteofcherry · 6 months
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Okay, I lied. It's me again! 🫠🤤🥵
Since Kindergarten Teacher!Ari Levinson got paired up with a nice Aunt to a cute niece, what kind of pairings would the following have in that same Kindergarten School? How would they meet up and how would they hook up?
1) Administration Officer!Lloyd Hansen - He's also in-charge of the Secretaries, Nurses, Receptionist, etc.
2) Maintenance Coordinator!Curtis Everett - He's in-charge of the Bus Drivers/Supervisors, Utilities, Security Guards, etc.
3) Principal!Steve Rogers - He's in-charge of Academics and Administration
4) Accountant!Bucky Barnes - crunching numbers
5) Public Relations Officer!Ransom Drysdale - includes Marketing
6) CEO/KG Consultant!Andy Barber - He's the head honcho
7) Kindergarten Teacher!Nick Fowler
I don't know if you're aware, but I've been naming you evil goblin Anon. Turns out the goblin is occasionally a softie, who doesn't only want to see me suffer 😜
In reference to kindergarten teacher Ari.
Under the cut because my reply turned out long. Also some of these are fucking hilarious 😂 really, better not be drinking when you read it, especially Lloyd and Nick 🤣
Lloyd - of course he's in charge of all the secretaries, receptionists and nurses, I bet he has a different one for every day of the week (weekends included) 😎 He likes to undo buttons on women's clothes, but loves to push buttons even more. And what a better opportunity than meeting with an OSHA inspector! In reality, Lloyd makes sure everything is perfect when it comes to regulations, nothing needs to be improved, but he just loves the faces you make when he plays a careless asshole. His smirk when you stare at him, unsure if he was joking or being serious about leaving some wires for the kids to play with. At the end of inspection Lloyd makes a comment that usually after being poked and probed at the doctor's he gets a lollipop, but what you'll give him instead after your probing 🤣 Lloyd instantly knows he hit the jackpot with you, when he said in a low tone "I've never violated OSHA regulations at work, but I can violate you a bit later, if you want me to, Sunshine" and you moaned.
Curtis - Your catering company is newly hired to prepare meals for the kids of that kindergarten. The staff can also get the meals, but you've noticed Curtis never joins others at the time of meal. You've made some inquiries, if perhaps his meal wasn't paid in advance, but it turned out it was, he just ate it much much later (apparently after everyone was gone). So one day, after helping out dishing out all the food to hungry kiddos and the staff, you take Curtis' portion and go around looking for him. You find him in the far corner of the playground, sitting in the sun and eating a small sandwich. Turns out, Curtis avoids shared meals, because he's aware the kids are a bit scared of him (he's big, dressed in dark clothes which often get dirty from all the maintenance work he does, and has some visible scars). So he eats alone and later takes his catering portion back home. Somehow, since that day, you end up sharing lunch with Curtis. And one day he asks, if you'd maybe like to also eat dinner with him. In a restaurant.
Steve - gets me, because I said so 😏 Seriously, tho. Steve ends up with a doctor/nurse. It's a completely outside of kindergarten meeting, however it's because of the kindergarten. Steve ends up in your ER after getting into a fight with one of the fathers (it was a complete mess, Andy almost went completely gray because of it). When he tells you he got into a fight you almost roll your eyes, because you're so done with aggressive men. But then he mentions he punched a kid's father after learning he was abusing his kids. And he didn't care if he was going to lose his job, he doesn't tolerate any bullies, but especially ones hurting children. It wasn't a part of medical treatment, but you were ready to suck his dick right then and there. Instead, you offered him lunch (and went down on him afterwards...)
Bucky - he's a nerdy, focused, hot as fuck cutie who ends up with a fellow cute, nerdy accountant. You managed to get into kindergarten's accountant on internship, though they usually hire only Bucky. He's half your colleague, half mentor and 100% the hero of your needy dreams. There's occasional flirting, but Bucky won't cross the line as long as you're an intern. So you spend your working hours being dutiful, but also talking over your passions or new discoveries, or funny stories. You kinda meet Bucky's sister, because she tends to call at least once a week and he just puts her on speaker - which led to you occasionally joining their conversations. Then in the evening you lie in bed and get yourself off, imagining Bucky. Then your internship ends and it's almost heartbreaking that you won't get to see him daily. Bucky asks if you'd like to do a small send-away, which ends up just the two of you in a nice restaurant and then a stroll and ice cream, and then you losing count of your orgasms.
Ransom - I never even thought kindergartens have PR officers. If it's a private one then I get it, I guess. But I don't think Steve would run a private one, so we just going to assume Ransom does marketing for them as an annoying favor (while also having his main job for a different company). Still, pro-bono or not, Ransom is adamant on maintaining his level of professionalism, which means his level of snobbish. You're a single mom who is very engaged and critical. Steve doesn't have to rein Ransom in, because you're there, marching into his office with complaints about making the new website of the affordable kindergarten look as if it was for upper class only. There are a few other occasions when you clash with him, until the annual kids' photoshoot comes. You're ready to argue with Ransom again, expecting him to organize some snobbish royal type of stiff photoshoot, but instead it's a carefree, happy chaos at a mini zoo. And Ransom is there in simple jeans and softest looking sweater, holding a fucking baby goat. You bluntly propose him sex, because you really really felt like fucking him. What starts as a few hot booty calls turns into something more serious.
Andy - poor Andy needs someone to help him survive this kindergarten from hell that he's running. The kids are great, but his staff is causing him gray hair 😂 You meet Andy when you write your dissertation and set up a meeting with him to talk about economics in educational systems. During your interview Andy notices that while you ask very smart questions, you seem bored by it all. It's quite unprofessional, but you admit to him that you chase your degree, because you always thought you want to make a big career. But the last few years, especially since you've been visiting some kindergartens when doing research, you've found yourself longing after that - having kids, caring for them and for a household. You blurt out to Andy that you get so very excited about doing decorations and baking for the holidays and if you could that would be your daily reality. It hits a certain spark in Andy's housewife kink, but he simply comments that you can always make that dream come true after getting your degree. He also asks you to give him a call when your paper is finished. And you actually do. You're so proud and happy (including being happy that it's over), then Andy invites you to dinner. Few months later you end up married and pregnant and happy to stay at home.
Nick - first of all, when I thought of Nick as a teacher the only thing that came to my mind was:
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🤣🤣🤣
seriously, I bet he's the one teaching kids about secondary locations
So I went with that thought. Nick is a teacher, but not of one group of kids. He's hired to do safety drills and teach how to call an ambulance, or what to do if you know something bad is happening to another kid. He's also there when groups go on trips. But he occasionally can be too cool about it, aka too brusque. Kids love it, but you - a fellow teacher - try to keep him in line. At a kindergarten's funfair, where Nick helps kiddos throw balls to dunk principal Rogers, you eat too much funnel cake (well, you tell yourself later it's because of all the sugar) and drag Nick into an empty classroom for a quickie (insert a joke about taking him to a secondary location🤣)
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weregonnabecoolbeans · 2 months
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Me: Why do i love making myself sad by thinking about the clones and order 66 and the jedi so much?
Also me: Captain America: The Winter Soldier is my favourite movie of all time.
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lanyakea-universe · 9 months
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Iron Man wasn't a hero, and that's precisely why the Avengers sought so diligently to capture him. But it seemed that the man behind the mask was always a step ahead of them, and their many failures were like good old jokes the villain couldn't get enough of. He was destructive, anarchic and mischievous. Steve knew he had to stop him at all costs before his technology affected more than just their city.
His vision changed in spite of himself when, one day, just as Steve was about to enter a burning building headlong to seek out the last citizens to evacuate, he witnessed the massive Iron Man armor emerge from the flames, holding a small bundle in his arms.
A tiny baby with a soot-stained face, wrapped in a half-burnt blanket, bawling pathetically against the heat and lack of air.
He saw the tiny shifting of the armor as Iron Man cradled the baby, his full attention riveted on this defenseless little being. He saw Iron Man gently place his mettalic fingertip against the baby's lips, so that the toddler could suck on it and soothe himself.
Steve lowered his shield, flabbergasted by the sight. Before his eyes was living proof that his beliefs were wrong: Iron Man was not the monster he'd imagined.
The man in the armor straightened up and turned his head in his direction. "The baby needs help, Cap."
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siremasterlawrence · 3 months
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Bloody Valentine 1 - 2
Part 1 - Steve’s Sweet Corruption
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It has been an extraordinarily exasperatingly long, bloody, and a pointless battle for his true legacy of Captain America a warrior with untold levels of strength, courage and stubbornness.
That is until he came face to face with me the newest great threat of his existence but
I dare to fight him simply on the principle because I am about to break him totally in to his mind.
Steve is at his last bit of will chasing after me even though his tracking skills seem to still be in control but at the end of the day he did track me to the ends of the earth to
a abandon building.
Captain jumps up as the door slam closed in back of him with locks sliding down to pin us inside and a ray of neon red light burst all in to the area throwing it the entirety of the room.
His body so scanned to the point I can even read his mind now their is a hint of fear I can sense it and I will take full advantage of him now and forever soon enough he will learn a lesson.
Captain America makes a crucial mistake by racing in to the hall way, he is greeted by a hoard of soldiers I uses my magic to force them to be slaves so deeply in love with me that fight their hero.
“Well…well…well Captain America “
“It’s time to give up Bloody Valentine”
“Why must you be so upright, so upstanding?”
“It is the right thing “
“Ugh! Fuck this Boy Scout”
“Do you comprehend your evil at all?”
“Evil? Mwahahahahaha you fool!”
“You will never win…I won’t let you “
“So you think so? Who are you really Captain?”
“I know so! It ends tonight! I am a hero “
“Mwahahahahaha “
“What is so funny?”
“You walk in to my trap so eagerly and easily”
“Big Mistake! SLEEP!”
“What are…..Yes”
“Take a seat Captain “
“This is your prison until I say so”
“Why am I in a jail cell? Let me out !”
“This is your punishment until your join me”
“I am not evil”
“Yes you are “
“Fuck that “
“You are a asshole”
“You cannot win”
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Steve is restless in a prison jump suit pacing through the room walking back and forth all over the room because he is scared but yet on some level he is quiet impress I can tell but he bounces back.
Hopping on to the bed they laid for him he is staring upward peering through the window gates and is amazed to see that through the window is a desert storm of hell being put forth.
There are two eyes shaped in to the sky so wide and bright he could see this is all vivid as in a dream and a wave of calmness toon over him he is hit on with these power red flames consuming the jail.
I project my image in to his mind standing in front of him as his Captain America uniform appears on to his body as he walks toward me and takes his time grabbing the prison bars.
I taunt him a bit as he reaches ever forward taking my wrist grabbing on to me hard as if to say you are not free and you will pay for this and I smack his hands away to his shock he lets go.
I crack up yet again touching his forehead as he falls backwards to the ground and he backs up but I dig for the keys slipping them in to the key hole and I enter the jail cell as stood far above him.
I knelt down next to him planting a kiss on his lip as he is completely horrified on one level but on another he is slowly crawling up to obsessing over me and I start to stand up from my position.
He grows a bit more balls taking hold of my collar pining me down to him as we kiss a bit more and we start to make out fanning the flames as it explodes in utter consumption of his body.
“What are you doing to me?”
“You should be grateful”
“I saved you “
“I owe you “
“Your life “
“I am your king”
“Your morals are transforming “
“Shifting it “
“Bad is good “
“Good is bad”
“I was living a lie”
“Correct! You are always wrong”
“You will serve me”
“You are my Captain”
“I am your King and you will bend the world to my will.”
“Strip your clothes off”
“Replace them with these “
“Yes My King”
“Stand back there will be a explosion “
“Meet me at the plane”
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Part 2 - Bucky’s Heart Broken Release
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Steve is so happy in the background of the aircraft quickly exchanging his clothes for something new and the outfit I pick is so fit I mean.
He really is fucking fit but I will fuck him very soon after he saved his blasted friend Bucky Barnes and Steve takes boss shield flipping jn to the air.
He lands on the roof he crashes in to the tier of the glass roof with shards flying down in to the area everywhere but he does a super hero landing and he throws the shield.
He is getting Bucky’s attention who stares up at Steve and he rises up walking to the bar and Steve smirks as he turns calling his attention to the hallway way.
The guards are spread on to the floor of the prison leaving them in a sea of gas because Steve uses his keys to the gate of the jail cell door.
Bucky walks up giving Steve a hug but he has other ideas pinning Bucky to the jail cell as they start to kiss and my energy transfer in to him.
“My King, may I ask a question?”
“Yes slave “
“May I recruit a friend”
“You mean Bucky”
“Yes! How did you know?”
“He is your best friend “
“He needs to be free “
“He has had so much trauma “
“I am aware of his damage”
“Don’t worry Steve”
“Why Master?”
“Here is the plan”
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“Oh My God!”
“How did you?
“Why did you kiss me?
“Because it’s true “
“I love you buddy “
“Me too!”
“We are friends Bucky”
“I want more but you “
“I can’t what “
“He loves me”
“I love him”
“You do too”
“I don’t…I love you “
“You say it…try it again”
“I love him”
“I am your Master Lawrence “
“Because I am your God”
“Yes Master! I am your God”
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The end
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thewritersaddictions · 11 months
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Kinktober 2023 Master List
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Welcome to the 2023 Kinktober Master List
A/n- Don't interact if you're under the age of 18+. Read the tags for each post. This is all for fun. Reblog and like for this next year.
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Kinktober 2023 Tag List Link
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Day 1: Geralt R. + Marco/Mirco
Day 2: Billy H. + Titfucking
Day 3: Homelander + Hate Sex
Day 4: Soldier Boy + Prostitution
Day 5: Daryl D. + Sweat
Day 6: Steve R. + Frottage  
Day 7: Rick G. + Virginity (Pre-Outbreak) 
Day 8: Tony S. + Breeding
Day 9: Billy B. + Lacation/Stripping
Day 10: Damon S. + Praise Kink
Day 11: Spencer R. + Humiliation
Day 12: Stefan S. + Somnophila
Day 13: Thor O. + Size Diff
Day 14: Leon S. K. + Orgasm Denial
Day 15: Jill V. + Temperature Play
Day 16: Maggie G. + Public/Gags
Day 17: Steddie & Y/n + Threesome
Day 18: Yennefer + Spanking
Day 19: Hopper + Uniform
Day 20: Lady D. + Body Mode/Mind Control
Day 21: Ada W. + Panties /Lingerie
Day 22: Bucky B. + Thigh Sex
Day 23: Negan S. + 6/9
Day 24: Klaus M. + Toys
Day 25: Joel M. + Pregnancy
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possibleplatypus · 2 years
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I was thinking about the parallels between the two times in CATWS where Steve takes off his helmet when facing an opponent, and I found them interesting.
First he feels like he needs to prove something to Batroc, the pirate he's been ordered to apprehend. At his goading, he puts away his shield and takes his helmet off 🤦
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I feel like he does this out of a misplaced sense of pride, or fairness, or cockiness? Dude took a bunch of SHIELD personnel hostage and Steve agrees to play his game/indulge him. "I thought you were more than just a shield," Batroc says, so Steve puts away his shield and helmet to face him not as Captain America, but as Steve Rogers. To prove him right-- that Steve was more than a symbol, a lackey of his masters, and he didn’t need the shield to win. Which was, in my humble opinion, unnecessary in regards to finishing the mission, and also put him in danger.
Or maybe he did it partly to stick a middle finger up at SHIELD itself? The organization he joined to help people but didn’t tell him anything important and treated him like an asset instead of a person? On the books, he’s Captain America, but ultimately he will do things Steve Rogers’ way. And Batroc literally asked to meet Steve Rogers, so here he is!
And then... he does the same thing with Bucky. He takes his helmet off and flings his shield away without a second thought-- but without Bucky having to ask. Kind of like the opposite of when he faced Batroc, who asked to meet the man behind the symbol, Steve takes his mask off without prompting because he desperately needs Bucky to see his real self.
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He wore his old Captain America uniform in the hopes that it would jog Bucky's memory. But it was only after he tossed the symbols aside-- the helmet and the shield-- and faced (or rather, surrendered to) Bucky with open arms as Steve Rogers, that Bucky truly recognized him, Steve won, and Hydra lost.
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It was Steve Rogers who was bloody and beaten all to hell with multiple bullet wounds and still repeating Bucky's words of devotion back to him. It was Steve Rogers who Bucky swore to follow into the jaws of death, not Captain America. And it was Steve Rogers who Bucky dove after and saved from the river, even when the Winter Soldier barely remembered him.
Both times Steve took off his helmet and put away his shield to fight an opponent, he won. The first time was unnecessary-- he could have beaten Batroc as Captain America-- but it was important to him personally that he faced him as Steve.
With the Winter Soldier though, I don't think Steve would have won and gotten through to Bucky had he not thrown the trappings of Captain America aside. Sure, maybe he could have captured or knocked Bucky out had he been willing to hurt him, but he wasn't. As soon as his main mission was over (saving 750k people), his personal quest to get Bucky to remember him took precedence. It was a goal Steve Rogers would have died for, and he nearly did. (A good thing that his best friend was still there, and that Bucky waded in and pulled Steve out of trouble like he always did.)
I guess what I found interesting was, the first time Steve took his helmet off and put aside his shield, it was for pride. The second time, it was for love.
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atlasscrumpit · 2 years
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Hydra Stucky x reader
Warnings - Hydra Steve, dark themes, torture
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You sat in your cell watching the soldiers even breathing as he slept, you weren’t a fan of sleeping. You napped every now and then but you hated the nightmares.
The soldier was sort of like your ‘handler’ in Hydra, you were basically just a pet.
Steve Rogers was one of the leaders, luckily he had a soft spot for you and the soldier. He still tortured you but it wasn’t as bad as the other leaders.
You heard a noise and looked up to see the soldier slowly waking up.
You waited until he sat up and looked at you.
“Good morning.” You muttered as he stared at you unamused.
“Up, get dressed. Steve will be here any minute.” He grumbled as you nodded and quickly stood up. You grabbed your usual Hydra uniform and quickly got dressed into it.
The soldier did the same before sitting and waiting for Steve.
Eventually he showed up and unlocked the cell door before stepping in.
“My soldier, how are you this morning?” Steve asked as the soldier looked up with his usual dead eyes.
“And his little pet?” Steve said turning to you as you smiled a little.
“I’m well, Sir.” You replied making him smile, he walked over to you and gently ran his finger over your cheek.
“I have a very special mission for you today, lovely.” He said as you looked at him in confusion, you never went out on missions.
What was he planning?
“What could she possibly offer?” The soldier growled making Steve chuckle.
“Oh, you’ll see soldier. Let’s get going.” He said as you nodded and followed him out.
Along the way you cast the soldier a nervous look but you knew he wouldn’t care either way.
You couldn't help being nervous, Steve was being nicer than usual.
You followed him until you were in the science lab, where they experimented on victims.
“S-Sir, what is the mission?” You asked nervously as Steve turned to you and smiled.
“Well, I have a new serum I need to experiment and I know you’ll be perfect for it.” He said as you felt yourself tearing up.
“Oh, doll. It’s okay to be nervous, I have high hopes for you and I know this will work. Soldier, strap her in.” He said as The soldier grabbed your arm roughly and shoved you into the god awful chair.
They restrained your hands to the chair and strapped things over your chest as your tears slowly escaped.
“Soldier, I’m scared.” You whispered to him as he looked down at you.
“Now you’ll know what I go through.” He growled as you closed your eyes and tried to hide your tears.
Steve placed a helmet over your head as you began to cry.
“Please don’t do this.” You whispered as Steve leant forward and gently kissed your cheek.
“Shh, doll. It’s going to be okay, we’re both going to stay by your side.” He said as you nodded.
He strapped a muzzle around your mouth as you closed your eyes as tightly as you could.
Your opened your eyes once more when you felt pain in your left arm, you saw Steve injecting you with something.
He stood back and flipped a switch on the machine attached to the helmet.
It sent powerful electrical surges through your head and out your feet.
You screamed as loud as you could, the muzzle only dulling a small part of it.
You’d never felt pain like it, all you wanted was something or someone safe to hold you and tell you it would be okay.
But looking up at Steve and the soldier you knew you were far from it.
It finally stopped and your body collapsed against the chair, tears streamed down your face as small red lines began forming in the whites of your eyes.
You cried out and tried to break free of the restraints but you were too weak.
“Little doll is stronger than I thought, I thought she would’ve been unconscious in the first second.” Steve said as he gently wiped away your tears.
You shook your head and cried out as he smiled again.
“Only three more times, lovely.” He said as you shook your head even more and tried to thrash in the chair.
You looked over to the soldier and begged him with your eyes, he didn’t show any mercy.
Steve pulled the lever on the machine again, this time was somehow even worse.
Each time there would be a small pause and then it would get even worse.
You had lost count but it was more than three times, Steve was shocked how strong you were.
“Sir, maybe you can do more later.” The soldier muttered as you looked at him with half closed eyes.
Your iris and pupils were now a faint white colour, they weren’t sure if you could even see anymore.
The whites of your eyes were covered in red and your head, face and body littered with purple scars that looked like lightning.
Steve took the muzzle off and you looked up at him in your dazed state.
“S-She died…because of you.” You muttered as he looked at you in confusion.
“Who died?” He asked as you chuckled softly.
“Peggy Carter.” You whispered as he reached forward and gripped your throat roughly.
“How the fuck do you know her name!?” He screamed at you as you felt yourself falling unconscious.
“Sir! You’re going to kill her!” The soldier shouted grabbed him off you, you fell unconscious and Steve glared at you.
“Take her back to the cell, I’ll fucking deal with her later.” Steve growled as The soldier nodded and quickly unrestrained you.
He picked you up in his arms and carried you out of the lab and back to your shared cell.
When he arrived he gently placed you down on his bed as he looked at you sadly.
Was his humanity shining through? Why did he feel bad?
He sat beside you and gently ran his hand through your hair.
“Bucky.” You whispered as his eyes widened.
“W-What?” He muttered in response, the name sounding all too familiar.
“Bucky Barnes.” You whispered as your eye slowly opened.
“That’s your name.” You whispered before falling unconscious again.
“W-Wait, Y/N.” He said holding your face gently in his hand.
You were out cold though.
Bucky sat against the wall watching you sleep, your breathing steady.
He heard a noise and looked up to see Steve unlocking the cell.
“Has she still not awoken?” Steve growled as Bucky shook his head.
“Who is Bucky?” He asked as Steve glared at him.
“Where did you hear that name?” Steve growled as Bucky stood up and looked at him.
“She told me that was my name. Bucky Barnes.” He replied as Steve stalked forward.
He reached forward and grabbed Bucky by the throat.
“And tell me soldier, who do you listen to? Me? Or that little slut?” Steve growled close to Bucky’s face.
“You, Sir.” Bucky replied making Steve smile.
“That’s what I thought, now if you ask me these questions ever again my boy, I’ll make sure you forget everything you’ve ever known.” Steve growled as Bucky looked into his eyes.
“I’m sorry, sir.” Bucky whispered, holding back his disgust.
“B-Bucky.” You muttered as you sat up and looked at them.
Steve didn’t hesitate he slapped you across the face making you fall back and yelp in pain.
Bucky went to rush forward but quickly stopped himself.
Steve reached down and grabbed you by the throat making you face him.
“Who the fuck told you about Peggy and Bucky?” He growled as you looked up at him.
“T-They told me, they tell me everything.” You whispered as he narrowed his eyes at you.
“Who?” He growled as you chuckled a little.
“The voices you created. I can hear them so much clearer now, after what you did to me. I know everything, I know what you did to Peggy, I know what you did to Bucky and I know about Captain America and who you really are.” You said as he let you go and stepped back.
“Kill her.” Steve growled to Bucky as his eyes widened.
“Sir, I don’t know if that’s the best idea.” Bucky muttered as you glared at Steve.
“Fine, I’ll fucking do it myself.” He growled grabbing his gun out and pointing it at you.
Just before he was about to fire there was a loud explosion not far from you.
“The captain’s here Steve.” You whispered as his eyes widened and he ran out of the cell.
“Now’s our chance, Bucky. We have to get out of here.” You said grabbing his arm and pulling him out of the cell.
“No, I can’t.” Bucky whispered as you intertwined your hand with his.
“You can, we have to go.” You whispered back as he nodded.
You ran along the halls of the Hydra base, the agents were wherever Steve had gone.
Suddenly you were both tackled to the ground.
You landed on top of Bucky and groaned.
You looked up and saw none other than Captain America.
Bucky looked up with confusion.
“Steve?” He muttered as you kept your hands up and slowly stood up.
“We don’t mean any harm I promise.” You said as Captain America looked at Bucky.
“Bucky?”
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navstuffs · 2 years
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Evacuation Drill
Pairing:  Firefighter! Steve Rogers x GenderNeutral!Reader
Warnings: cursing, shy steve, AU, no use of Y/N
Summary: You never understood the thrill of firefighters anyway. What was so sexy about a man in a uniform?
Authors notes: im back on writing (sorta??). i had a couple of rough months, but i decided to take baby steps on writing again. i have had this fanfic in my head for a few days based on a tiktok by @cullenriley. i have plans for a second part of this, but idk when it will come out. gif credits to the owner.
Part 2
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You never understood the thrill of firefighters. What was so sexy about a man in uniform? You liked men, thank you very much, but never understood your friend's craziness for a firefighter. They were real-life heroes, risking their lives every day to save people they have never met before. To find them attractive in such a life and death situation? What was so attractive in a human being going inside a building on fire? You just couldn't see them like that.
Until your almost-best-friend Sam Wilson called you, asking for help in a firefight exercise.
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Sam was friends with you since High School and his decision to become a firefighter did worry you a lot. Sam tried to ease your worries, arguing that it was something he always wanted to do. He sent you pictures always showing his survival but that didn't help. One day, he decided to call you asking if you wanted to be a volunteer in an exercise in the corp.
"Don't worry, it will be fine. We won't put anyone in actual danger. It will be done supervised by our Lieutenants."
"Sam, I don't know..."
"It is on a Friday and by volunteering, you can slip away from work. Come on, I’m sure with your new important job you need a night off anyway."
You huffed, rolling your eyes. Sam was right. Being on Friday would give a three-day weekend. Didn't sound that bad.
"Fine. I will be there."
"Awesome! Be here at 9 am, I will text you the place. I’m sure you will have lots of fun!"
Oh, you bet you would.
-x-
So there you were at exactly 9 am. You entered the Testing Site and it seemed as a place specifically made for planned disaster. There were trainwrecks, buildings partially destroyed, and more fake disasters. What in the hell did you set yourself into? Entering the main building, you were received by a beautiful red-haired woman with a more casual firefighter uniform.
"Morning, I came to volunteer...Natasha." You greeted her, reading her name, receiving a huge smile. 
"Good Morning. What is your name?" Natasha wrote your name on a paper, writing something else down putting the cord around your neck.
It read "Cut bleeding profusely in the forehead, broken leg." Natasha also handed you a huge jacket tainted of what seemed dried blood. You looked at her intrigued.
"It is for realism. Not real blood and won't damage your clothes, I promise." 
You put the jacket around, thanking her and joining the rest of the volunteers, all with the same bloody clothes. Everyone seemed to be reading each other's papers. You let your eyes wander around, seeing someone missing a leg, missing a hand, someone with a bad concussion, and someone who was hit by a wall and had no apparent pulse. Well, this was going great.
"Morning, volunteers. Good morning!" There was a man with an eye patch walking into the room, followed closed by Natasha and another pretty lady. 
"We want to appreciate you coming out here today! I am Captain Nick Fury and this exercise will represent a building that is about to collapse after an explosion on the upper floors. You will be completely safe during the whole exercise, but there might be some fog. I will be the instructor with Lt. Maria Hill and Lt. Natasha Romanoff. They will take you into different groups and positioning you in strategic places. Again, you don't have to worry about your safety, you will be safe at all times. There are panic buttons in each room that will warn us we need help. Anyone has any questions? No? Now, if you follow Hill and Romanoff."
You followed the Lieutenant through another door, going to an open space that had a tall building, probably three floors. It looked destroyed like all the others. Maria and Natasha separated their teams and you followed Natasha to the last floor, being the last person she positioned in the last room. The room you were in looked like a living room, partially destroyed and you laid down behind a destroyed bookshelf, hiding from the entrance as Natasha showed you where the panic button was and asked if you had any questions.
"Can I nap?"
"Well, you can try. " She laughed "There will be a lot of loud noises all over. Also remember, if anything, press the panic button. But you are safe, okay?”
"If Sam doesn't come to get me I will kill him." You replied, getting more comfortable.
"Sam? As in Sam Wilson? He put you into this?"
"Yeah. Anything for a friend, you know?"
"I see. It will be done before you know it. Relax and enjoy the show."
You laughed as the door clicked shut. Relaxing a little bit, you were upset they didn’t let you bring a book or your phone. Believing or not, this was better than having a crazy day at work. Your boss probably had to deal with your co-workers all alone and everything a mess while you were relaxing behind a bookshelf...
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Safe to say you did nap. A little. You were very tired from a stressful week of work and felt completely safe during the whole test, except for that annoying fog that represented a fire. There was no noise for a while so you dozed off peacefully until a loud bang in a nearby room, woke you up. It seemed to be coming from the room to your side, as you heard other loud voices speaking.
"There is that other room as well. Who is gonna check that?" a loud commanding voice that sounded like Natasha’s roared.
"On it."
When you finally realized heavy footsteps were coming in your direction, you decided to close your eyes. Wait, is that it said in your paper? Did you have to be unconscious?
There was some rustling with the door and when it opened you decided to keep your eyes open. You had a cut in your forehead and a broken leg. No reason to be passed out right?
"Anyone here?" A masculine voice shouted.
Should you answer? Of course, you weren't unconscious for fuck's sake.
"Here." Your voice came out weak against the whole noise in the room to the side. He probably wouldn't hear you, leaving you there to press the Panic button when it was all over and Sam laugh at your face. Typical awkward you.
The tallest man you have ever seen came to your left and you forgot to breathe for a few seconds. He walked towards you, full firefighter uniform, mask, a confident stride even though everything around you seemed pure chaos.
"Hello, my name is Steve Rogers. I am here to help you." Steve Rogers's voice came out calm as he kneeled near you. Even in that mess, you could see his attentive blue eyes scanning your body, bringing a chill down your spine. You found no voice to answer as he checked your "bloody" forehead.
"Does anywhere hurt?" He tried again, his eyes focused on you.
"My leg, I think it is broken."
Steve touched your leg and you winced on instinct. His mind seemed racing as he looked out to the door, knowing he didn't have enough time to take you out of there before the building collapsed. Bucky and Sam were working on a mom and two kids in the room to your side and he couldn't leave you there.
"Here, let me help you sit down." Steve helped you sit in an upright position. His eyes scanned the door again as he heard Natasha's voice warn that there were less than five minutes now as the whole floor seemed to be emptying. Okay, he had to do this.
"You are alright there, Steve?" He heard Bucky's voice sound from outside.
"Yeah. Everyone out?"
"Yes! You with someone in there? Need some help?"
Steve put his arms around your body, lifting you as if you were light as a feather in the most gentle way as possible, due to your broken leg probably, and walking towards the door to what you assumed was his colleague.
"I got it. Let's get out of here."
Bucky went in front and you saw what you thought was Natasha as you passed the now empty corridor. Steve was trying to be kind to you as he went down the building faster than you did although he was heavier than you, carrying you and all his oxygen tank. That was so impressive. Those men and women were so powerful and so fearless. You hid your face against his shoulder, your arm holding tightly around his neck as you felt your insides burning. That was so exciting and sexy at the same time. You were going to kill Sam Wilson.
"You holding up for me?" Steve’s voice sounded soft against your ear and you couldn't help but chill.
"Yeap." You replied low, closing your eyes and praying to this be over already.
"Almost over. You will be safe soon enough. Keep your eyes closed."
When you were finally out of the building, the sun hitting on your face, you made a motion to get down of his arms, but he held you more tightly.
"You have a broken leg. Let me put you in a stretcher, okay?"
You nodded as he gently laid you on a stretcher. There were some other volunteers around and you licked your lips, wanting to thank him.
"There will be people taking care of you now, you will be alright." Steve squeezed your hand lightly as he left you to join the other firefighters. Your stomach danced as you watched him walk away, your eyes wandering on his ass more than they should.
"Everyone good? Everyone?" Natasha was passing around the volunteers, checking on them. She put her hand on your shoulder and you were startled, staring at her.
"You okay? Was everything okay?"
"Yeah? Yeah, I guess I was saved?"
Natasha smiled as she pointed to the big room you were in the beginning.
"There are some sandwiches and some snacks on that room for volunteers. If you want to wait a little bit, I am sure you can talk to Wilson.”
-x-
You waited for a while. Most of the volunteers had left when they were done with their food, probably wanting to enjoy their Friday off. You sit in a chair, looking at your phone: 11:39 am. The door opened and a loud group came out, mostly men, going directly to the table. You looked for Sam, finally finding him giving a huge bite at a sandwich. You walked towards him, ignoring most of the looks for still wearing the bloody jacket.
"Sam!"
"Oh my God, you came! You indeed came!" Sam exclaimed, surprised, leaving the sandwich on a plate and hugging you, tightly. All your anger simply melted away. Sam read your paper and laughed.
"How was it? You good?"
"Yeah. I was carried and saved but besides all of that, I am fine."
Sam coughed a laugh, hugging you again.
"Who I owe the thanks to saving my best friend?"
Before you could answer, an attractive black-haired man passed his arm over Sam's shoulder. Behind him, a blond tall man with a shirt that was clearly smaller than he should be wearing followed, looking everywhere but at you.
"Please, don't tell me you have been hiding a lover this whole time, Sam. From me? I thought we had something special!"
"Awwn, sorry to break your heart, Bucky. Not that interests you, but this is my best friend actually."
Bucky put his head over his heart, pretending to be relieved. You laughed, getting an alarmed looked from Sam. Probably to not encourage Bucky.
"James Barnes, at your service, but everyone calls me Bucky. Sam's best friend in this place, together with my friend Steve here."
Steve?
STEVE?
You looked at the blond guy Bucky was pointing and all embarrassment from before came back. You didn't even recognize yourself from before, sounding like you even got affected by him with that uniform, that calm but firm attitude. You would have done everything Steve told you but now? You weren't affected, at all.
"Oh." You simply replied, Steve's face going red as a tomato. That isn't what you were expecting from a man like that at all. "I should have thanked you before, Steve."
Sam and Bucky's eyes went directly to Steve. You could see a half malicious smirk on Bucky's lips.
"Oh, it was you from before? The one he carried away?"
"Bucky..." Steve warned. Sam's eyebrow went up in your direction.
"I was just in the last one and he helped me. I had a broken leg, you know?" You tried to explain to Sam that hid a smile with his mouth "Again, thank you, Steve."
Steve smiled, his face still red as a tomato. You turned to Sam, ready to leave but he shook his head.
"Come on, you gotta stay with us to celebrate. First time I have you after I don't know how many years and you will just leave me like that?"
"Yes, it is Friday. I am going home, showering, resting my feet up, and sleeping until tomorrow morning."
"You do something big?" asked Bucky, biting a sandwich.
"You know the big new marketing building that opened downtown? I am kind assistant in there to a director." You answered "I am really sorry Sam, but this is my first three-day weekend in forever. Maybe a Sunday lunch?"
"I will hold you on that."
You hugged Sam and held your hand out to Bucky. When you turned to Steve, his blue eyes focused in your expression as before, when he saved you. You held your hand out, thanking him, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible.
“Again, it was nothing. I would do it again if it is needed.”
You ignored Bucky’s laugh behind you and contained a smirk on Steve’s red face when he realized what he said. This tall and muscular man was nervous because of you? No, your senses were lying to you. You were nothing special really. Average but okay enough. It was probably your eyes deceiving it.
“I will hold into it, Steve.”
-x-
"Steve seems interested in you."
You only saw Sam’s text when you were home, shower taken, a comfortable and warm bathrobe, wine, snacks, and streaming ready. Sam had always been a little bit of a prankster and you bet that Bucky Barnes was involved in it too. It seemed just like that guy's personality anyway.
“No, I think he is seriously interested in you. What do you want me to say?"
The other text was a selfie. Sam's face was in front, with Bucky and Natasha their arms around Steve. How could a man look so attractive like that? It was unfair. You shook your head.
"He isn't, Sam. He prob dates Natasha or something."
No answer for a few minutes until your phone vibrated again.
"Nat? Nah, not happening. They are like brother and sister. Now, isn't Steve a little attractive? Just a lil? Especially in the uniform?"
You rolled your eyes, clicking on the selfie he sent you before, focusing on Steve's face. Of course, he was attractive. You debated if you should answer or not, biting your lips as you sent a final message.
-x-
"What did they say, Sam? Come on, we are all dying to know here. Steve more than anyone else!"
"Barnes, can you behave like a normal adult?" Natasha mocked, her arms crossed.
"Like I would be sharing with any of you. This is my best friend and Steve we are talking about here and I will show it to him only!."
"Like he won't tell us, right Nat?"
Sam shook his head, giving it up. He showed his phone and three heads got together to read it.
"Yes. Especially in the uniform."
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annmariethrush · 22 days
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Rooting for characters to be good for good’s sake is boring. I’m real so I have to be good for good’s sake which is okay, but fuck if I need my characters in made up realities that don’t exist to be good even when the world is bad to them or they have the opportunity to be more interesting as monsters or tyrants or just straight up assholes. Ship people who are toxic. Fuck monsters. Kill people. Have fun. It’s fiction, that’s the point. Do what you have to do to be a good person in the real world who doesn’t do shitty things to other people or support people who do shitty things.
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marvelassassin221b · 2 years
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Me: I have plenty of experince in romantic relationships!
Person: Being in love with fictional characters and simping for them doesn’t count. 
Me, through tears: You take that back!
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