#avangers imagine

[ashdreams2023]

Hello! Can I please request headcannons for avengers (+ Loki as bf) x reader who’s very sensitive and how they would react and handle her on the days she’s especially sensitive? :)

Avengers x sensitive reader

Everyone got their experience with how sensitive you are, some didn’t go as well and others well…they learned

For example tony learned to keep it down with the sarcasm, he knows you can take a joke every once in a while but sometimes it just hits harder than it should

Thor learned to be not as loud because you get startled easily and with the amount of daggers Loki has thrown his way he was bound to learn his lesson

Bruce is your favorite to chat with after Loki though, he’s always soft spoken and his little commentary makes you smile

Wanda and Peter are the only two Loki trusts completely around you, Peter is too nice and wanda is overprotective of you

No one yells at you, like literally you chose death if you do

"Why are you upset? Who hurt? I’ll make hulk crush them!" "No!"

Loki finds it endearing when you get emotional over happy memories or something you’re so invested

"What’s wrong, the character in your book having difficulties?" "Yes…"

Natasha shares some of her extravagant only her can touch chocolates with you on a practical emotional day

Loki likes to pamper your face with kisses till you feel better

Sometimes whenever in around they all settle in the sitting area and cuddle against each other with you in the middle

Bucky gives you alpine when he’s around because he knows you like playing with it

One of Steve’s methods to burn the negative emotions with you is forcing you to go on jogs with him

"Let all the negativity energy out!" "I don’t think I’ll have any type of energy left by the end of this!"

Loki tickles you, like it’s damn annoying but it always ends up with you laugh/crying in the best way possible

That’s all I got but hopefully it’s good enough!

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[iloveinej]

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐈𝐬 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Category: just fluff

Warnings: none.

Summary: (Name) has had a long mission with Steve, and then finally being allowed to sleep, she realized two things. One, the room seemed to be colder than a freezer. Two, it's only one bed.

A\N: I wrote this in the middle of the night, so I hope that it isn't to shaggy. Please write your criticisms in the coments so that i can know how i did.

(I swear to God, finding a good picture on Pinterest for this dude is hell)

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When scalding hot water touched her skin, she declared herself to officially be in heaven. The stale muscles began to slowly soften and the warm water turned dirty of how much grime had been stuck on her body. It was unusual for her to let it get this far without showering, but the mission that she and Steve Rogers had been entrusted had gone completely haywire, ending up postponing their return to the tower by four days.

That was why the shower wasn't her own. It belonged to a small, simple, pallid hotel that Steve had found outside of North Vancouver, Canada. Both her and Steve had agreed to leave for home tomorrow instead since neither of them trusted each other to have the mental strength and stability to drive a car.

(name) knew that some or later she would have to step out of the humid and hot shower, and face the maladroit situation on the other side of the white door. The maladroit situation being the doubled-sized bed that was so efficiently placed on the wall. And a doubled-size bed didn't look so doubled-sized with Captain America laying in it.

Also, the way that the warm water enveloped her raw, chill body comforted her, so naturally she wished to go to sleep in that warmth for the night.

Though it didn't seem like a good plan in case Steve would wake up the next morning to a dead, but warm body in the gray tiled shower. So she turned off the shower and gripped one of the hotel's towels on the other side. Wiping her feat first, she stepped out and began the process of drying herself, brushing her fuzzy-feeling teeth, dressing, and trudging out of the steaming bathroom.

She was unpleasantly taken back when she felt chill air start to creep inside her clothes and realized that it was as cold inside the room as it was outside the old, curtainless window. But it wasn't anything that she could change about it so she only continued to track down in the small, dark hall that the bathroom was connected to. There was a wall that broke the room up in twos, but no door, only a big opening in the wall.

As quietly as possible, she navigated into the sleeping area, where the lights were already of. She saw Steves's suit hanging lazily over a chair with his helmet sitting on the cushion, and she came to remember that her own was thrown on the floor of the bathroom. But the feeling of being too tired to care, and also her toes going numb made her turn to the bed. Only to see Steve already pleasantly asleep with his body covered in the duvets and soft snores coming from his nose.

(Name) didn't have to hold back the adoring smile with Steve already sleeping. She didn't have to obtain the veneer of the profession to hide the love that she held in the most secret place of her heart.

Carefully, she sat down in bed beginning to slip under her part of the duvet.

Her head fell against the headboard, and she let herself bask in the feeling of calm. There was no need to check under the bed for people, no need to search for cameras or hidden windows in the mirror. No anxiety troubled her, making her nauseous and unable to sleep. She was never courageous enough to disturb Steve with her troubles since she was well aware that he needed his rest as much as she did.

But she didn't feel that stress tonight.

She slowly slipped completely under the covers, and let herself get lost in thoughts. It was almost exciting to have such a pretty human being curled up at her side. And it was comforting to know he would always be there to protect her, even if it wasn't because of the romantic love. She hoped that he felt the same comfort with her.

"Goodnight Steve". She whispered, and let her fingertips glide loosely on the side of his face, before closing her own eyes, knowing that Steve was right there with her.

Not knowing about the small shy smile that was present on his face as she let herself fall asleep.

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Cold. That was all she could decipher. Cold, and maybe ice? Her toes surely felt like they'd gone to ice. Never in her life had she been feezing as much as now. She pulled the sheets closer around herself and tried to crawl up into a small ball in an attempt to keep the warmth in and cold out. But her tries were useless and she began to feel jealous of the warmth that Steve was blessed with just because he was a big, strong soldier with super strength.

The big, strong soldier that probably radiated with body heat if you would get close enough.

She felt helpless and therefore decided to test her theory about radiating body heat. Her body was genuinely one millimeter away from ending up on the floor, and her back was against Steve so she had no interpretation of how close he was. But she slowly started to squirm backward, and she didn't get far before she felt two things. One is a faint feeling of warmth. Two, her waist accidentally laying itself over a hand. She froze and held her breath, but Steve seemed to be sleeping as peacefully as he did before. Deciding to take another approach, she turned her body to the other way, making her back face the window instead of Steve. But ended up with her eyes wide open and facing his bare chest.

She dared to look up at his face, and her mouth opened lightly with a breath of air at the angel face that she saw. A dawning realization set itself in the room, a realization that this passion for the captain could become a problem in the future. But not at the moment.

Carefully, she maneuvered his hand closer to his own body so that she could get the space that she needed to wiggle just a little bit closer to the hot man. But to her horror, Steve moved. His head twitched, and then he started to move the arm that she previously pushed around. She couldn't move, so she just laid there in complete horror, with a sound stuck in her throat. And then from nowhere, the arm snaked around her waist and up over her back, sending warmth sizzling over her skin.

He took a steady grip around her, and effectively pulled her into his bare, smooth chest.

She didn't breathe, didn't move, did nothing as she lay there.

"You could've just asked sweetheart," Steve mumbled sleepily, his word coming out in a mush since his face was squeezed into his pillow. (Name) swallowed, hard.

"Just didn't want to wake you up. It was cold." She said, feeling warmth rise her neck.

An amused scoff sounded from Steve, and she felt embarrassment travel up her face.

"Wrap your arms around my waist," Steve said. She felt obliged to as told since she woke him up, and let her hands travel at the expense of Steve's waist. A deep breath left Steve's lips, and she let herself smile. Slowly, Steve unlocked his arm from her waist, and slowly started to gather her in his big arms.

He hugged her closer to him with the new grip that he had, and he felt her melt into his chest, effectively waking up the butterflies in his chest.

"Go to sleep now, you deserve it."

And with that, (name) couldn't physically keep her mind awake anymore, letting go of the need to cry because of physical from Steve.

And right after she was out, so was he.

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Should I open my requests an stuff maybe?

Thanks for reading btw;).

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[imaginativeavengers]

The Missing Piece: Part Nine

Description: Living on your own in Brooklyn isn’t an easy thing. Your work life is awful and your ex-boyfriend is a complete mess. When you get caught in the sights of two of the most dangerous men in New York life doesn’t get any easier, but it certainly does get more interesting.

Summary: After attempting to move on with life secrets begin to come out and you're left with a difficult choice to make.

Word Count: 8.3K

Warnings: SMUT, talk of toxic work environment, talk of a toxic previous relationship, talk poly relationship, talk of disappearance, work anxiety and pressure, firing from job, oral sex (m receiving), protected sex, p in v, slow build, slow burn, mafia AU, mob boss Bucky, mob boss Steve, under 18s dni

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<< Part Eight || Part Nine >>

It was difficult to believe the trouble you would have with weening yourself away from Bucky and Steve’s interactions. It had almost become second nature to want to call or speak with them, inform them about any good news, be consoled from any heartbreak, just talk with them and feel that close connection. The abject loneliness that came from simply not having their presence had been like having this new void in your life.

It was lucky that you had Wanda to keep you steady when you wanted to feel weak. Wanda had made herself available at all times of day, inviting you over for dinner, celebrating you’re the job offer from Timothy. It was nice to have that distraction, but it never seemed to last long enough. Wanda had her own life and her own love with Vision. It wasn’t fun playing the third wheel to an overly loving couple, especially when it felt like your own love life was going nowhere.

Wanda cut through your thoughts. “Oh, wow. How about this guy?” Then flip your phone to be facing you to reveal another candidate from whatever dating app she had currently signed you up to. “So, he works in a museum and seems cute, right? He has kind eyes.” Wanda mentioned, which made you huff and shrug your shoulders indecisively. “I-I don’t know, Wan… I just… I’m not sure I’m ready for all this again yet.”

The two of you had been arguing if you were ready to fully get back out into the dating world again. It wasn’t like you had really been looking to date when Bucky and Steve had pushed themselves independently into your life. It had just happened in a beautiful whirlwind that left you strangely empty now that they were no longer there. It wasn’t like it could have ever worked out anyway. They were colleagues. How were you supposed to explain that you had been ‘dating’ the other without residual trouble?

A tender sigh slipped from Wanda’s lips. Reluctantly she nodded her head and placed your phone carefully between you both. “I get it. I just want you to be happy and I’m worried that one of them might try and make their way back into your life. After what Detective said, I’m worried-” “There is no need to be worried, Wanda.” You informed her with a careful tone. “I cut them both off and they haven’t tried contacting me any other way. I’m sure… I’m sure they spoke to each other, figured out they were both perusing the same woman and decided to put their friendship before that.” Then shrugging, you didn’t really know that, but that was what your mind had convinced you.

“Maybe.” The redhead hummed in response, shook her head and sat back in her chair. “Why don’t we go out for some dinner tonight? Just you, me and Vis…” Internally you found yourself cringing at sitting in on another of their dates. A voice came from behind you before you could even think of an excuse. “What? Do I not get an invitation?” Then glancing over your shoulder to see Pietro standing with his hand pressed to his chest as if he had been wounded by her words.

Rolling her eyes, Wanda answered. “Of course not, brother. Do you believe it would be something you could be on time for?” Then tilting her head in that very traditionally Wanda way. “Perhaps not for you…” Pietro quipped, then moved to rest his hand on your shoulder. “But for our special friend, I would not miss a second of it…” Again, she rolled her eyes which made you giggle, before patting Pietro’s hand. “It would be great to go out with you guys. Thanks.” “Great, I’ll have a taxi pick you up later, alright?” Wanda announced and sweetly, you nodded in response.

At least if you were going to be dragged along on another of Wanda and Visions' dates, Pietro might act as a good distraction from their lovey-dovey behaviour.

Stepping out through the double doors of his walk-in wardrobe Bucky looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting his collar and then moving to attach the beautiful cufflinks that Steve had got him for his last birthday. From the doorway, Steve watched how he struggled for a moment before crossing the room and taking over the task for him. “You good?” Bucky muttered. “Are you?” Steve responded without missing a beat, quirking a brow.

There was no denying that they had felt that chasm that had just developed suddenly between your separate relationships with them. “Did we do something wrong?” Bucky asked then and Steve sighed quietly, continuing to work on the cufflinks. “Did she find someone else?” Another question came that Steve didn’t honestly know the answer to.

“I’m just not sure, Bucky.” He answered truthfully. “I’m sure… I don’t know, maybe she just… maybe she’s busy, or… shit, I don’t know…” He trailed off, finishing clasping the links and then looking into his eyes. “I’ve had Torres trail her for the last couple of days to make sure she isn’t in any trouble, but it has just been working and then that bakery her friend owns. Nothing new. Nothing special.”

Bucky frowned and shook his head. “What do we do?” He asked quietly and Steve leaned in close to peck his lips. “Nothing.” He responded. “I know that she’ll find her way back to us. If we try to force this more, we’ll spook her and then… then it won’t end well for any of us. Alright?” He kissed him again, sweeter, warmer, tugging him in and breathing against his lips as he tugged away half an inch. “It’ll work out, Buck. I know it.”

“How can you…” Kissing him again was the only suitable way of stopping more worries from spilling from Bucky’s lips. “I just know, punk. Don’t question me on this.” Leaning forward to seal a searing kiss on his lips. The two tangled into a heated kiss, tongues sliding against one another, heavy breaths escaping as Steve pushed him back against the wall, sinking down to his knees and unbuckling his belt.

A hard growl came from Bucky. “Shit.” He whined softly, feeling how Steve tugged down his trousers and slipped his stiff cock from his pants. “Baby…” He ran his fingers through Steve’s hair as he felt his mouth encase his cock. “Stevie.” He whined with heavy pants falling from his lips, fingers gripping his tresses as he continued to bob his head feverishly, knowing what Bucky likes.

Bucky gulped, stroking Steve’s hair lovingly as he tilted his head back and moaned towards the beautiful high ceilings of their townhouse. His beautiful man was taking his cock deep in his throat, expertly sucking his cock. They had been with each other for so long that there was no need for instructions or words outside of adoring pet names. He trusted that Steve could please him just like he could do the same for the blonde.

Steve worked him and pushed every worried thought from his mind, cheeks hollowed and eyes closed in concentration. “Fuck, doll…” He grunted. “I’m gonna cum… Stevie, don’t stop… don’t stop…” He panted, thrusting his hips forward, following that beautiful feeling that was building and letting out a loud shout as he began to shoot his hot load down Steve’s throat. “Good… good boy…” He panted sweetly, stroking his hair back from his face and looking into his eyes. “I-I fucking love you, Steve Rogers.” Removing the slowly softening cock from his throat, Steve laughed and pressed a couple kisses to his lips. “And I fucking love you, James Barnes.” He smirked then.

Raising back up to his feet, Steve carefully tucked Bucky away, helping him to buckle his belt and straighten his suit again. “You’re gonna be late for your dinner, baby.” Steve leaned in to press a sweet kiss to his lips. “Sam and Bruce will be here any minute to watch the soccer.” He pecked his lips. “Go, whoever…” The lacklustre cheer came from Bucky as he smirked and popped his collar. “I’ll catch you later, Stevie.” He kissed his cheek before slipping past him out the room, out to his waiting Range Rover with a skip in his step now.

You took your time primming and prepping yourself once you returned to your apartment, finding a nice outfit and loosening up by listening to some music whilst you got ready. A cab arrived to take you to the restaurant, and you noticed that you were the first to arrive from your group as you headed inside. Instead of dwelling, you decided to order yourself a refreshing cocktail, glancing around the room, then to your phone and finally back to your drive. Time was ticking away and still, your friends didn’t appear.

One fruity cocktail soon turned into another and then a chilled glass of white wine followed not long after that. Before you knew it, 30 minutes had flown past, and the waiter would approach your table, asking if you wanted to order or give up the table. It was honestly a little humiliating. A few times, you tried calling Wanda, then Vision and finally Pietro. Ordering yourself another cocktail and mention that you’d give it another 10 minutes before giving the table up.

Your fingers tapped against the table anxiously before seeing your phone begin to flash. “I got it…” Wanda’s voice came through the speaker, clearly speaking to someone else. Her voice was tight, full of emotion. “Wan?” “I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry. It has been so crazy here since you left… We were just getting ready to go out when we were all this noise downstairs… Someone broke into the bakery…” She explained and you gasped gently at the announcement, covering your mouth.

“What? Are you okay? Oh, Wan… I’m so sorry… I’ll come over-” You began, but quickly she cut you off. “I’m fine. We’re fine. Just shaken up.” Then take a few deep breaths. “We’re okay. Just waiting for the police to arrive to file and report. Don’t… Don’t come over… I think we’re in for a long night…” There was a beat of silence between the two of you. “Jesus, they were right below us whilst we were…” There was so much fear and vulnerability to her voice that it broke your heart into these tiny pieces.

“Wan, I’m so sorry that this has happened to you both.” You whimpered in response. “If you both need a place to stay, you’re always welcome to come to my apartment. It’s small, but we can make it work.” You began; you could give up your bed for your friends and camp out on the couch for a few days until they feel that they can return safely to their apartment. “That is so sweet of you to offer, but Vision’s boss has offered us a place to stay until we feel like going home.” You finished your cocktail and leaned back in your chair. “I’m sorry that we didn’t call earlier. It has just been so… I don’t…”

Quickly you cut her off. “Wan, no… no, you don’t have to explain, honey. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that this has happened. You need to figure out that, alright? I’ll just head home, but if you need anything, like anything, just call me, okay?” Wanda sweetly agreed and the two of you said your goodbyes. You just set your phone down and closed your eyes for a moment. That must be such an awful situation to go through, to feel genuinely violated and vulnerable.

“Doll?” The voice made your head bolt up, looking to see Bucky standing at the opposite side of the table, resting his hands against the chair and looking at you with concern. “Doll, what the hell are you doing here?” You felt like asking him the same question, but you couldn’t find the words. Instead, Bucky rounded the table and took a seat beside you. “Are you okay? Has someone done something? Has something happened?”

You took some time then explaining the situation to Bucky and carefully he rubbed your back, gazing directly into your eyes as you spoke. “That is terrible, sweetheart. I’m sorry that has happened to your friend.” He mentioned, looking over his shoulder and remembering his waiting meeting, a prominent investor had travelled from Europe to meet with him, but could he just let you slip away. “Can I give you a ride home?” He asked suddenly, pushing work and money as far from his mind as possible.

“Are you not… aren’t you here for a reason, Bucky?” You asked then, tilting your head, your mind almost blank from the turmoil around you. “I couldn’t care less about that right now. I just wanna make sure you get home safely. Will you let me do that?” A rational part of your brain reminded you about Carol and her words, but your heart was screaming at you to allow this warm and caring man to look after you the way he wanted. “Okay.” You said softly.

Bucky placed his hand on your lower back as he led you out to his parked car. The valet gave him a confused look, only just arriving to leave already. “C’mon, doll…” Opening the door, he allowed you to climb inside, slipping your seatbelt across your frame and then moving around to climb into the driver’s side. “I feel like I’ve ruined your evening, Bucky…” You mentioned that a small part of your mind wondered if he might have been on a date.

“You don’t need to feel that way.” He responded, reaching over to pat your knee caringly, eyes darting from looking at the road to your concerned features. “You come before business always.” He mentioned and this spark of warmness filled your chest, blooming out to radiate around your entire frame and you were reminded in that exact moment why it had been so hard to believe Carol’s vague words because the Bucky that you knew couldn’t be this dangerous man that she was trying to convince you he was. “Doll, have you been avoiding me?”

Your head whipped in his direction suddenly. “I know… I know it is a selfish question to ask, but… I need to know the truth.” He explained, feeling himself cringe enterally due to how pathetic he thought he sounded. “Do you actually want the truth, or would you rather I lied?” That was all the answer that Bucky needed. Now he just needed to figure out why you were ignoring him.

It wasn’t too long of a drive across town before you arrived at your apartment, slipping from his dazzling vehicle and approaching your apartment with Bucky on your heel. “I’ll just come to check over the place. If your friend has been targeted, they might come after you too…” His tone made concern evident, placing his hand on your lower back and slipping your keys from your hand. “Just stay here whilst I check it over. Please…” He muttered, leaning in your pressing a chaste kiss on your forehead before leaving your apartment alone.

A few short moments passed and you wished for a second that you hadn’t been left alone. It gave your brain too much time to overthink things. It was almost like Carol’s voice was telling you that it wasn’t a good idea; then there was the thought of Steve lingering in the back of your mind too. The thought of Wanda feeling unsafe in her own home was a torrid one. Starting a new job with all these new people you didn’t know and even Oliver still being missing was ever-present. All these things made your heart race uncomfortable. You wanted to push it all away, to just stop caring for one night

The door clicking open made you jolt and Bucky opened it wide. “All clear, doll. Come in…” He held his arms out and instantly you stepped forward, pressing yourself into his open frame. For a moment, he allowed his arms to fold around you, holding you tight to his form, pressing your ear to his chest and listening to the way that his heartbeat, in such a calm and even way, never missing a beat, just a beautifully steady rhythm that soothed your very soul.

“What happened?” The question came from Bucky’s mouth before he could stop himself. “What changed? What did I do?” The questions flowed, slipping endlessly from between his lips before you tilted your head up. “I got scared.” You began and Bucky wanted to press more but knew you needed a moment to collect your thoughts. “I got scared because I heard some things about you, James.”

There was this long string of silence drawn between you both. Bucky’s mind seemed to spin as he wondered what type of things he had been told. Your mind whirled with the possibility that these worries could be confirmed as he didn’t jump to deny anything. “What did you hear?” “I was told that you weren’t who you were pretending to be… I was told that you were dangerous…” Your voice trembled, tilting your head up to be looking into his eyes, wanting to see his reaction to your words.

“I am dangerous.” The words slipped from his lips with ease, but you remained unmoved in his arms. “I am. I won’t deny that. I can’t.” Then shaking his head slowly, feeling the way you trembled against him. “But I know that I would rather die than have anything or anyone harm you.” He decided with a secure nod. “I am dangerous, but I am never the person you need to be afraid of.”

Your mind spun, eyes lazily running across his sharp features before muttering. “What does all that mean, James?” “I wanna tell you. I wanna say more…” It didn’t seem right having these conversations without Steve. “I do, but… not yet… I can’t stand… the thought of you pushing me away, not tonight, not when I just got you back.” A part of you wanted to argue with him, but a more significant amount agreed because you had only just got him back too and you had surprised yourself with how much you had missed him. “I won’t ask you to trust me. I won’t push to stay. Ask me to leave and I will.”

For a moment, your lower lip trembled before shaking your head and replying. “You don’t have to leave.” Carol might have thought that Bucky was dangerous and he openly confirmed that, but there was never a part of you that thought Bucky might hurt you or put you in any danger. He didn’t ask you to trust him, but a deep part of you did without hesitation. “You can stay.”

“I’ll stay, doll.” He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, washing away any fears he might push you out like you had done to him. “I’m not going anywhere.” His fingers trailed over your jawline, tilting your head up so that you could be gazing into those beautiful blue eyes shining with such mystery and allure. “Beautiful girl…” He muttered and before he had the chance to lean down to connect his lips against your own, you surged forward to find his own.

You connected into a searing kiss, deeper and more passionate than anything you two had shared before. Bucky sunk his tongue into your mouth, dancing and dominating around your own as he moved you backwards against your wall, knocking a piece of art askew as he lifted you to wrap your legs around his waist. Tugging away from the kiss Bucky growled as he slotted his face into the crook of your throat, kissing and suckling against your skin, pressing his frame into your own before lifting his head and gazing into your eyes. “How am I supposed to resist you?”

“You don’t.” You whimpered, leaning forward to kiss his lips again, digging your nails into his shoulders and feeling him groan as he sunk into another deep kiss, pressing his crotch into your own and causing you to whimper into the heated kiss you shared.

In a moment, you were moved away from the wall and both of you collapsed onto the couch. Your body straddled Bucky as you stayed connected in that mind-numbing kiss. It had been a long time since you had last been in this situation with a guy, and you had never really been interested in hooking up. Then there was Oliver, who had been selfish in his lovemaking, only really searching for his own release. It felt terrible to even think about Steve; he had been so reserved, a true gentleman, never really trying anything more than a kiss. “Should we be doing this?” You tugged away from his lips, gazing down into his eyes.

“Doll, I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing.” Apart from having Steve here to join you both, he would understand; Bucky knew that. “If you wanna stop, then just say the words and we can stop…” Those dazzling blue eyes were gazing up into your own and for a moment, you thought that maybe you should stop, call it all off and listen to that rational side of your brain, but it seemed your body had other ideas.

Leaning down again to connect your lips to Bucky’s, your nimble fingers began to unbutton his dress shirt, revealing the beautifully sculpted torso beneath. You whimpered, keeping up with the kiss as your hands trailed over his taut and tight muscles. “Oh, shit…” You whined, listening to the sound of him chuckling into the kiss. You tugged away and gazed down at his chest; it was clear that Bucky took great pride in his appearance because he was truly gorgeous. “Wow…”

How you reacted to his form made a big grin on Bucky’s face, lifting a brow in your direction and asking. “Can I take off your dress, doll?” His hands were playing with the hem, tugging it between his fingers before finally, he yanked it off over your head. A tender groan caught in his throat when he was greeted by your bare chest, tits sitting heavy right in front of his face, nipples pert and begging for attention. “Fuck.” He groaned lowly, drifting his hands up your sides and cupping your chest in his large hands, twirling his thumbs over the nipples as he shook his head. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He muttered.

As his fingers caressed your breasts with great care, you couldn’t help but begin to grind down your panty-clad mound against his groin. Gasping and whimpering as you continued to seek pleasure on his body, leaning your head down to connect your lips to his own, tongue tangling as your hips ground into his own. “Fuck, baby. How am I supposed to resist you?” Those words. You felt like recently you had heard such a variation of them said to you.

A timid whimper pulled from your throat as you tugged back away from his lips, pressing your hands into his chest and looking down your form to where you were perched on his bulge, practically throbbing against your slit. “Take me out, baby.” He urged, hands winding down your frame, squeezing your hips. For a moment, you fumbled with his expensive belt, pushing his trousers and briefs down just enough for his cock to spring free, slapping against his taut abs.

Holy shit. Holy shit. He was thick and long, shaft twisting with prominent veins and the most beautiful, angry red tip which leaked with sticky pre-cum. “Touch me, doll.” Again, you followed his words, wrapping your hand around the shaft, squeezing just tight enough as you began to jerk him in your warm hands. “That’s it. That’s it, bunny.” He whimpered huskily, eyes shut as he leaned his head back. “My sweet girl.” He growled out, gritting his teeth as he squeezed your hips again, slipping one hand into the front of your panties and beginning to circle your clit with his nimble fingers.

A sudden moan slipped from your throat, grinding your cunt into his hand as you continued to jerk him enthusiastically. “God…” You whimper, allowing your eyes to slip closed before gazing back up at Bucky, asking in a husky tone. “Do you have a condom?” Reaching into his pocket, he tugged out his wallet and grabbed the latex protection placed inside. “Here, baby.” He put it into your free hand.

Tugging the packaging open, you pulled out the rubber, slipping it over Bucky’s immense length and stroking it a few more times, then gazing into his eyes. “Are you sure you wanna-” “Fuck, doll. You really don’t need to ask that question.” He growled. “You sink my cock into that perfect little cunt and enjoy every fucking second.” He commanded in a gruff tone.

Unable to resist him for a moment longer, you tugged aside your panties, exposing your cunt as you lift your hips, lining up Bucky’s tip with your dripping hole and carefully began to sink yourself down. You swear you had never felt a stretch like this before. It felt like Bucky was pushing you to a limit you’d never felt, fucking yourself down onto his length hungrily and whimpering as you finally hilted him fully inside.

“Ride me, doll.” He spanked your rear then, making a yelp pull from your throat as you raised your hips, bouncing on his lap, head tilted back and tits bouncing freely for him to enjoy. Boy, did he genuinely enjoy every second of it. Bucky swore this was one of the most beautiful things he’d ever witnessed, your truly heavenly frame using his body for pleasure.

The sounds springing from your mouth were sounds that you hadn’t heard yourself make before. They were desperate and needy, hands planted on Bucky’s chest, frantically fucking yourself down onto his fiercely hard cock, whimpering and moaning. “Fuck. James. Fuck…” You whimpered, hearing the way a growl rumbled through his chest, holding your hips and slamming you down harder on his cock. “Good girl. Good girl.” He praised lowly. “C’mon. Fuck me faster.”

Your palms pressed harder into his chest, seeking that pleasure that Bucky was so proud you were found on his body. “Fuck…” You hiccupped, mouth hanging open as you felt yourself drawing nearer and nearer to your orgasm, eyes squeezed closed and practically grinding down, fully seated on his rock-hard cock. “There you go~” Bucky growled, rubbing his thumb so expertly over your clit, watching how your frame suddenly went rigid, the silky walls of your cunt squeezing and rippling around his length whilst your whines came out in short pants. “That’s it, doll. Fuck, that’s it, baby.” He growled, throwing his head back.

A sharp moan pulled from your throat as Bucky began to fuck up into you, planting his feet onto the couch and shifting his hips upwards. All that you could do from there was hold on for the ride, digging your nails into his chest, mouth falling open and looking down at the pleasured, dominant look that stayed present on Bucky’s face the entire time. “C’mon, fuck…” He hissed, fucking harder and faster, chasing the high he desperately wanted to share with you.

His hand spanked your ass suddenly, making you gasp, allowing your body to be overwhelmed by that exquisite pleasure. Just as another orgasm washed over you, Bucky growled, gripping your hips, fucking up into you sloppily before hissing as he began to splash his cum into the protection of the condom. It wasn’t his preferred way to finish, but he hoped he’d get the opportunity to fill you to the brim with his cum one day.

You wheezed before collapsing onto his sweaty chest, breathing deeply as you placed a few stray kisses onto his collar bone. His fingers drifted easily up and down your spine, humming lowly and placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Rest now. I’ve got you.” His voice was soothing, your eyes shut as if following his command and soon, rest overtook your tired form.

What had followed that night of passion was the most fantastic night of sleep you had experienced for a while. As you stirred that morning, you found yourself tucked up warmly into your bed. Turning your gaze towards the empty space beside you, a pit of sadness began to grow in the depths of your stomach.

Anxiously you clambered to your feet, tugging a thrown aside shirt over your naked form to hide your modesty and then stepping from your bedroom into the remainder of your apartment. “Yeah… Yeah, I’ll call you right back… Okay, okay…” The sound of Bucky’s low timbre carried through the apartment, following the sound until you found him standing in the kitchen, speaking on his phone and wearing only his boxer briefs. “Hey…” He greeted you sweetly, turning his attention back to his phone conversation. “Yeah, I promise. Alright, bye…” Then he hung up.

“Hey…” You said sweetly, rubbing the back of your throat in a way that screamed anxiety. “I, uh… I thought you were gone…” You tried to keep your tone light, but there was such vulnerability in your voice which made Bucky frown as he took a few steps toward you. “I had to take a call and didn’t wanna wake you.” Leaning down to press a slow and sensual kiss to your lips. “How are you feeling, doll?”

There was no denying the dull ache between your thighs, body littered with little bruises from Bucky’s grabby hands the night before. “I’m great.” Even with all these little memories of Bucky’s love-making littering your form, the answer was truthful. “We should probably talk about this, right?” You crease your brow then, gazing up at him again.

“I know.” He responded lowly, pressing a quaint kiss to your forehead. “I know we should.” His lips rested against your forehead, almost as if he was attempting to buy time before pulling away and looking down into your eyes. “How about tonight?” He began and a crease caught your features. “We can talk. Tonight. There is a bar called Essence; have you heard of it?” “That place is like impossible to get into.” You responded and Bucky chuckled, shaking his head. “You don’t have to worry about that. What do you think? Can we talk there?”

A tender sigh came from your lips before nodding your head. “Sure.” Bucky smiled, leaning down to peck your lips. “Thanks, doll.” He answered soothingly, nipping at your lower lip. “I know you had lots of questions and… and I’ve got a lot I wanna tell you… but tonight, I won’t hold back.” He promised quietly. “Now, can I get some food into your belly, sweet girl? You must be hungry.”

Shortly after ensuring that you were happily fed and comfortable for the remainder of the day, Bucky left your little Brooklyn apartment. He climbed into his car and did the drive across the city back to his townhouse in Manhattan that he shared with Steve. Bucky shed his blazer and threw his keys into the little dish by the door just as he wandered inside.

From the soft grunts coming from the gym, Bucky was reminded that Steve liked to begin his day with a workout. Entering the room, he found the blonde doing bench presses, muscles rippling and strained with each push, headphones placed over his ears and blasting music that Bucky didn’t recognise.

The brunette found himself waiting patiently until finally, Steve had finished his reps before approaching and gaining his attention. Sitting upright, his boyfriend removed his headphones quickly and began to check him over with a look of concern pressed onto his face. “Where the hell were you, James?” By using his given name, Bucky knew he was in a little hot water. “The last we spoke, you were going to some meeting and then you just don’t come home.” There was apparent nervousness in his tone. “Fuck, I thought…” Steve dared not to say his worries aloud, but Bucky could assume what they could have been. “I thought something terrible happened to you.”

“I’m sorry, Stevie.” His voice was low and calming, cupping his sweaty features and brushing away stray droplets. “I’m sorry. I never made it to that meeting, and I never expected to run into our girl there.” That frown that pressed into Steve’s features turned into surprise. After that great distance that felt had been driven between you and them, to have the luck to see you whilst at that same restaurant was more like a miracle than anything else. “How was she?”

Bucky answered honestly. “Not great.” The blonde looked greatly concerned by that. “Just as I got there, she’d been given some bad news from her friend. I wanted to make sure that she got home safely. I wanted to give her comfort.” He explained in a low tone, closing the distance and rubbing his hands over Steve’s hips. “We slept together.” He admitted, looking up to try and gage his boyfriend’s reaction. “I know we said we were gonna wait until she knows, but… I don’t know, Stevie. It just felt right. It felt like she needed that distraction.”

For a moment, Steve wondered if he should have been pissed off that Bucky went against their agreement, but he was reminded that he hadn’t made him agree to anything. Steve trusted the two of you, but more than anything, he just felt disappointed that he wasn’t part of that first intimate moment. “I get it, Buck.” He said, nodding his head and watching the relief spread across the brunette’s face. “You never agreed to wait like I wanted to, and I trust your judgement.” Then leaning forward to peck his lips, unsure if he imagined it but feeling like he could taste your cherry lip balm on his plump lips. “What does this mean now?”

“I’ve arranged to meet her at Essence tonight.” Bucky began with a gentle nod. “I figured we could both go together, meet with her at our booth and just talk to her about us. Just lay it all out there and eave the decision with her about whether she would wanna be with us or not.” A tiny tinge of sadness enveloped Bucky’s timbre at that final comment. It all seemed logical to Steve. It didn’t feel right for them to have these different relationships with you any longer. He wanted to share you. He wanted to hold you at night, snuggled firmly between their bodies. He didn’t want to waste another second pretending to be someone they weren’t. “That sounds like a good idea, Buck.”

As they broke apart, Steve was about to return to his workout when Bucky said. “Someone told her I was dangerous.” The statement hung between them as the blonde almost crushed his headphones in his grip. “Who?” He pressed, but Bucky remained deathly silent. “You’re thinking it was Danvers or Fury?” They must have been insane to attempt to interfere like that, wouldn’t they?”

“I just don’t know anymore, Stevie.” He responded arms crossed over his chest as he contemplated for a moment. “We have a lot of enemies. We all know how Loki likes to fuck with things. It wouldn’t surprise me if his grubby hands were involved in this somewhere.” “I don’t know. Thor and Jane have him on a tighter leash now, especially with the new deal we’re trying to agree on. It wouldn’t be worth it to them.” Another pause before Steve suggested. “I mean, how about Hydra?”

At the mention of the name, Bucky found himself practically paling. “They only operate in Europe. This type of shit is beneath them.” He explained, shaking his head a little too quickly. “No, no… not them…” He cleared his throat. “We can have Natasha tail our girl for a week and see if she recognises anyone approaching her.” He decided with a heavy nod of his head.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Steve asked. “Buck…” The brunette gazed over his shoulder at him. “How much are we going to tell her?” The question hung in the air, neither of them unsure about how much you’d be able to handle. “We’re gonna give her enough information to decide whether she wants to be with us or not… Okay? We’ll deal with everything else later.”

That entire afternoon you spent in complete turmoil. The amount of time you spent internally arguing with yourself whether you should good meet with Bucky at Essence or just call off the entire thing. Even though you had this inner conflict, you still decided to prepare yourself, choosing a gorgeous outfit and styling yourself in a way that you knew you had Bucky’s jaw hitting the floor.

You wondered if maybe you should call Wanda for some advice, wondering if she might just talk you out of going entirely. The last thing that Wanda needed now was for you to be rambling on about ‘dating’ issues. No, she would be dealing with the aftermath of the break-in and it would just be selfish of you to interrupt her whilst she was still trying to heal from this vulnerability.

The buzzer to your apartment interrupted your thoughts. Wandering over to the intercom, you pressed the button. “Hello?” “Hey there, my name is Sam Wilson.” He introduced himself and still, you were confused as to why this stranger was contacting you at your apartment. “I was sent by Bucky to give you a ride to Essence.” You hadn’t been expecting to send someone to collect you.

“I’ll be right out.” Then hastily rushed to grab your purse and phone, tucking them into your side before exiting your apartment building to find a familiar-looking handsome, dark-skin man standing at the bottom of the stoop. “Have we met before, Sam?” You quizzed, wandering down the steps towards him with a look of curiosity on your features. “I think we might have bumped into each other in the office building that I work in.” It was then that it clicked, the day that you had met Bucky after you had accidentally collided with Sam in the foyer of the office building.

“Oh right…” Then laughing gently as you nodded. “Did I ever apologise for that?” Tilting your head as you followed him over to the beautiful Mercedes AMG parked alongside your beat-up little car. Opening the door, Sam gestured you inside before replying smoothly. “There’s no need to.” Then chuckling as you slipped inside and slammed the door closed behind you.

The drive through the city was smooth, your eyes focused on the passing buildings and people, whilst your mind was muddled with everything that was about to happen. You wished you had someone that you could confide in about this whole problem, but this seemed like something you’d have to face alone.

As you arrived outside the bustling bar, Sam pulled into an empty spot, jogging around and helping you from the luxurious car. “Follow me.” He said softly, escorting you into the building, past the grumbling queue of waiting for people. It was just as busy inside. The room was dimly lit; people sat in small groups all around the open space, choosing little tucked away nooks to sneak away to and others attempting to gain the attention of the overly busy bartenders.

Leading you through the crowd, you were surprised as you were led to a quiet corner of the bar. “Go on…” Sam ushered you gently through a red velvet curtain. As you stepped through, it was like your stomach dropped as on a plush leather couch, both Steve and Bucky were sitting nursing a couple of whiskeys and murmuring. When you came into the frame, they both stood up and instantly sensed your discomfort. “Oh, shit…” This sense of panic was bubbling in your chest, blurting out. “I can explain-”

“Sweetheart, believe me that you have nothing to explain here,” Steve responded with a gentle smile. “Why don’t you come and take a seat, let me pour you a drink and let us explain everything….” He offered, gesturing to the couch opposite them both. For a moment, you didn’t move a muscle before finally taking a few steps and sinking onto the comfort of the giving leather. “I-I think I’ll pass on the drink.” Holding your hand up as Steve held a glass of bubbly in your direction. “I wanna keep a clear head.”

Sitting forward, Bucky gifted you a warm smile. “I’m glad you came. I thought you might back out…” “Maybe I should have…” You muttered, making them both chuckle, sharing a look and then back towards you. “What… what the hell is going on here?”

“I wanna start by saying that this hasn’t been easy for either of us, bunny.” Steve began, shifting forward too as if poised to pounce if you were to leap and attempt to run. “We haven’t liked lying to you. The more time we spent with you, the more difficult it became to be truthful, but… this is us being truthful with you now.” He decided, then reaching over to rest his hand over Bucky’s and squeezing his fingers. Your eyes lingered there for a moment before flickering up between their faces. “We’re in a relationship. We have been for longer than we’d both care to remember.” They both chuckled.

It clearly wasn’t funny to you. The look of shock stayed present on your face, almost betrayal bubbling in your eyes. “Y-you’re in… you’re together?” You blinked at them. “That’s right, doll,” Bucky responded with ease. “I’ve been in love with Stevie for as long as I can remember. He was my everything. He’s been my rock my entire life. He was all I ever wanted forever… and then you came along.” “Then you came along.” Steve mirrored and they both smirked.

“Fuck, you came into our lives and completely turned everything around. It wasn’t like we hadn’t shared someone in the bedroom before.” Steve said with such open confidence, watching the way you averted your gaze for a moment and then back towards them both. “We thought… we thought that might be what you would be for us too… just a fun night of relentless fucking.” The words made you subconsciously squeeze your thighs together. “But the more time we spent with you, the more we discovered that… it might just be something more than that. These feelings we have might go deeper than those carnal ones.”

It was like a script because the moment that Steve stopped talking, Bucky would start, picking up perfectly where he had left off. “We should have been clear from the start and we’re sorry about that, but we didn’t wanna scare you away.” A shaky breath escaped you as you leaned back on the couch. “We know that this is gonna be a lot for you to take in and we don’t want a decision tonight, but we just felt like we had to tell you the truth about our intentions,” Bucky said. “We want you.” You gulped. “All of you. Every little bit. We wanna bring you into our relationship and love you equally and wholly.”

There was a long bout of silence. They both waited for you to fully take in their words and requests before looking back up between them. “Does… do you know that we slept together?” You looked at Steve then as he nodded slowly; you couldn’t help but feel like you had betrayed Steve slightly with your actions only the night before. “I’m sorry… I… it’s a lot…” Bucky nodded in understanding. “You know, I… I’ve gone from playing the field with a couple guys to… to a potential thruple.”

The blonde nodded slowly and replied. “We get it. It’s a lot to take in, and you probably need some time and we’re willing to give us as much as you need.” There was absolute honesty to his voice, looking over at him with so much care. It had been a while since you genuinely looked at Steve, and you’d just missed him. “We just think… we think you got this big heart that is so full of love and understanding and care and… and we believe that you could have enough room in your heart for both of us…” A gentle nod came from you in response.

“I need time.” You said softly. “I just… need some time to think…” You said, raising up and brushing down your outfit. “I…” You looked between them both, watching as those both raised to their feet too. “I’m sorry I can’t give you the answer you want right now.” Closing the distance towards you, Bucky took your hand, raising it to his lips and pressing a caring kiss to your knuckles. “You take your time, doll. Days, weeks, months. The second you’re ready, we’ll come running.”

A small gulp came from you. “Okay.” You said softly, feeling almost woozy as you looked between them both. This was the last thing you were expecting when Bucky had asked to meet at Essence. “We’ll get Sam to give you a ride home, and I want him to check over your apartment before he leaves too…” Bucky commented and you wanted to assure him that didn’t need to happen, but after everything that happened with Wanda, maybe it was better to be safe. “Okay.”

Allowing you to step back through the curtain, Bucky turned back to Steve and allowed a tight breath to escape his throat. “Shit…” He muttered. “How do you think that went?” Steve just shook his head in response. “I’m not sure…” He then collapsed back onto the couch and stared at the ceiling with a dazed look. “God, I hope she comes back to us, Buck.”

After returning from Essence, you wasted no time climbing into bed. It wasn’t until well into the early morning that you drifted into a restless sleep. Your mind was ultimately plagued with all this new information. You wondered if there were things that you had missed that would have made it evident that they were involved with each other much more intimately than you assumed. Of course, they worked together and there were times you had seen them together outside of work. Still, you hadn’t witnessed anything that made you wonder for a second and indeed no inclination that they were interested in a polyamorous relationship with you.

You thought that a day of work might allow you to drown yourself in something other than limitless questions that were mingling around in your mind. During your break, you found yourself doing research into polyamory. Many debates and articles were written about it, but none seemed to give you the specific answer you had been attempting to search for. That question was if polyamory was the right choice for you.

“We need to talk.” The stern voice of your boss came from beside you. Glancing up to see Rupert standing there, eyes burning with anger. “My office. Now.” He commanded in a hushed tone.

A look of concern pulled across your features as you raised up and followed him through to his office. “Do you wanna tell me what the fuck this is?” Then holding up the letter of resignation that you had placed on his desk last week. “It’s my letter of resignation…” “I know, I’m not fucking stupid.” He slams it down against his desk and you take a shocking step backwards. “Do you have no fucking respect for me? Do you have no loyalty to this company that hired you when you were nothing?!”

“Rupert, I-” “No, no… Do you know what? I’m fucking glad you’ve done this because honestly… honestly, you’ve been slacking since the moment I fucking hired you.” He hollered and you felt tears beginning to skim the bottom of your eyes, lower lip trembling as you attempted to stay strong. “We’re gonna be better off without you… and that fucking novel…” He scoffed. “You can fucking forget about me even looking at its title. It's laughable that you want to be an author. Seriously, just give up.” He spat out.

A tear ran down your cheek and quickly, you brushed it away with your nimble fingers. “You’re being completely unreasonable, Rupert.” “Clear your desk. I want you to leave today. Don’t bother working your notice period. I don’t want to see you around here again.” He bit back; you could feel this anger silently bubbling beneath you before suddenly spitting out. “You are a petty little man.” You hissed at him; you could feel his cheeks beginning to flame in humiliation and anger. “I feel sorry for whoever takes over my job. God, to have to work for you for even a second is like torture!”

He pointed his finger hard towards the door. “Get out before I call security. I’ll have someone box your things and drop them at your home.” “Gladly.” You hissed, turning on your heel and stalking from the office with just your phone and purse, tears tumbling down your cheeks as you stood in the alleyway allowing your emotions to finally take over you. It didn’t have to end like that, but Rupert had pushed your buttons far too much and speaking badly about your writing skills was the last straw for you.

Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. He wouldn’t need to supply a reference for your new job because Timothy had agreed to employ you, and now you could perhaps start at your new position sooner. Of course, maybe you’d take a little time to yourself before that; you had earned some time to rest and truly focus your attention on this new proposition with Steve and Bucky. There was certainly a lot to think about.

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[mayalaranss]

thinking about x-23. in my mind logan (2017) and avengers academy (2010) are together

#idk if avangers academy was even that popular #i cant imagine it was since none of the characters inteoduced were ever mentioned again afaik #but it lives in my heart thats my fucked up friends

[bubbly-parker]

Request Open

holaaa kids I am trying to get back into writing so plllssss request some stuff i write anything and everything.

pls just gimme a lil sum sum of what you want i write for Marvel characters x reader or x other characters (just nothing pedo like highschool peterXtony is not happening)

pls sent me requests idc how short or long i need to start writing again asap.

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[ideas-scattered-dreams]

/ / REVENGE.

fandoms: Genshin impact AU!: imposter creator

imagine that... "kill them!", "this filthy sinner cannot be forgiven!", "how dare u impersonate our grace!" yells of hatred sparked from the mortals of teyvat. why did this happen to you. you were innocent, a mere player that loved genshin. You were shaking on your knees, bound to a damn statue that was similar to you, you had read hundreds of these imposter stories au type. laughed at some, angry at some, but in the true reality you were scared of this possibility to happen. When you first woke up in teyvat you just wanted to adventure and find out the true nature of your fav game, but alas that is what every imposter chasing begins... you ran from all of the different nations each and every minute u get the chance... but unfortunately for you. you have finally been captured by the damn anemo archon. A pair of shoes were Infront of you. the Geo archon... rex lapis stand Infront of you, he had the face of disgust. Ei the electro archon was besides him aswell as the anemo archon Barbatos. they were giving a speech on what will happen to you.. you were... gonna die. No... NO! you weren't gonna die! not yet! you still have a future, a goal, a dream! u cant die not now.. no no no no!! tears swell in your eyes, you cant... but you are now absolutely weak. You are just a mere mortal in the end of the day. "as the punishment by stealing our graces face you shall be beheaded!" venti announced loudly making the mortals and adepti cheer in excitement. didn't you fucking steal your friends face because u were to weak to protect them? and being fucking beheaded! you don't wanna be len kagamin every wednesday!

The shogun stood behind you, her Musou no Hitotachi ready to strike you down. "what are your final words imposter.." fuck fuck, you were really gonna die by dumbasses. you knew u were the creator really, but u didn't know how to control ur powers as u never had time to even relax and find out. but you knew... your child. teyvat was always by your side... they.. were always by your side!

You laughed startling everyone, they were silent as u continue to laugh louder and louder, "y-you" The shogun was shaking with rage how dare you laugh in this damn situation, are u... mocking the creator? tch. As the shogun striked down you shouted. "I WILL NEVER FORGIVE U ALL, I MAY BE FORGOTTEN AND FORGET, BUT NO MATTER WHAT MY CHILD WILL TAKE REVENGE FOR ME! MARK MY-" sliced. splat. thud. golden and starry blood splattered everywhere, to the statue, near some citizens and adepti, the two archons and most especially... the shogun.

Silence. your head rolled infront of the two archons, the archons had a shocked and terrified expression. "a..." screams arised from everyone, they just killed their creator! the archons were stuck in their place... then chaos.

Teyvat began to shake , the ground cracks and thunder struck on the place where u died. the statue of you glowed and came to life, gripping and taking the archons and throwing them all over the place, all elemental regisvine grew in the borders, monsters, hilichurls, abyss mages has began to run rampage and killing people.

all the dead Archons has arised and is taken to battle. Guizhong, the 4 yakshas, nameless bard... and all the dead characters has risen to torment and fight to avange your death.. their dear creator.. screams of terror, cries of sorrow and yelling of apologies, it was just pure chaos.

but.. in the spot on where you were killed, the statue of you was embracing two children.. a boy and a girl, they were sobbing as the statue of you began to crumble and turn to dust... "parent.... dont go..." you children sobbed, they embraced eachother as the chaos continued, you were sleeping in your bed. a dream? u were having a nightmare (name) but it is ok.. so dream away to not worry no more.

a/n: im still new to genshin and the imposter creator au, so sorry if some dont make sense

#➥🌙dreamer.ideas #genshin impact #imposter au #genshin x male reader #genshin x female reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x nb reader #creator au genshin #sagau

[doudouneverte]

Special Bond | Chapter two: Pretty Stranger

*not my GIF

Chapter summary: 1 year after Y/N run out the base, she's in Croatia with Agatha and after a nightmare she convince the witch to go to a party. Meanwhile in USA the Avengers are requiere to investigate a serie of murder in Croatia, but in the same time a groupe of Black Widow have a mission to complete in same the country.

Pairing Yelena Belova x Maximoff!Reader; Agatha Harkness x Maximoff!Reader; Wanda Maximoff x Sister!Reader x Pietro Maximoff; Acengers x Female Reader (platonic)

| chapter one | serie masterlist | chapter three

1 year after the incident in Asia

Avengers compound

"I thinks we should tell them сестра(sister)" Pietro said staying in front of her sister's bed "they can help us. It's been almost one year and we didn't find anything"

"But we can't trust them, they don't know her and ... i din't wabt to bother them with that." Wanda protest, it's been one year since the join the avangers but she don't to involve them in her family issues "don't worry i can't find where she is but i feel she's right and when i'll mastered my power entirely i'm sure i will figurate where she is"

"But if it's too late, if she doesn't want us 'cause she thinks we left her" he accent was more present than usual "or worst imagine we don't find her because she's-"

"Don't finish this sentence!" Wanda raise her voice until she calm herself and continue "please don't thinks like we will find her"

"Find who ?" a voice come from the outside of the room of the young sokovian. Pietro clear his throat before he speak

"Hey Natty, euh ... we talked about a girl Wanda meet during ..." he glare his sister for help

"During a ook lesson" finish the brunette

"Euh, i'll let slip your attitude this time and Pietro i said you don't call me like that please" Nat said "but it's not for that i'm here, Fury requiere everyone in the meeting in 15 minutes, we'll have a missio and you come with us"

"Yes ma'am" Pietro said, Natasha excuse herself befor go to inform the others "You should really close your door" he add before leaving, Wanda groan before close the door

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Meeting room 15 minute later

"So everyone is here even the news" Steve said to Fury turning his gaze to the twins and Vision "so we can start"

"You know i don't really like ti be here to talk about work but this time it's serious, 20 of our agents died in the last 24 hours but the probleme is the agents were not all in the same place. So we'll invetigate and found the fools who kill my men"

"We think there may have 2 foes so we made two groupes" Steve continue "Rohdey; Tony; Wanda and Vision will be with me. Clint; Pietro and Banner you will be with Natasha. Natasha you'll manage your groupe"

"Euh i don't complain but why me?" the redhead ask a little confuse

"According to a witnesse, ine of the attacker might be a black widow" respond Fury with a cold tone. Every body freeze and look Natasha, Clint place his hand on her shoulder, he know what that mean, she'll have to deal with her past

"When we go?" ask Vision, Dury look his watch then look the synthezoide

"In 30 minute, oh and you are going in Croatia in Europe i hope you'll not be homesick, this will be a 1 month mission. Good luck"

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Zagreb, Croatie

3 am in a hotel room

"Hey Y/N, hey wake up we can't stay here they come" a man voice said, you open your eyes to look at him and around you, you recogniez the place it's a halley in Sokvia where you always go with your brother to run from Wanda.

"Pietro ? What are you doing here and who come ?" you ask totally confuse

"There you are you too, i was worry, why did you run like that? We don(t have the time to play they're near" you siter said

"Wanda? but you two you're-"

"Hey ангелочек (little angel) come here" you run to your sister she hug you, you feel your tear on your cheek, you feel the cold of the city and suddenly your hear the scream of your neighbours and your freinds. Pietro grab your hand and strat to run follow by his twin, you're horrified by the view all the corps, the kids xhi cry for their parent.

You look around you and you see some glasse wall around your city, you bumped in to Pietro "Piet what are you doing? we have to-" you cut yourself when you see a humanoid robot, you see his chest there are two things, one a logo "Stark Industrie' and a timer, you also see behind him a man with a remote, you know him, it was Hoovert, before you can scream ar use your powers he push a bouton on his remote and the robot axplose.

You eyes oppen suddenly and you recongnize the hotel room, you touch you shirt and feel the sweat, you know that was a nightmare but it seem to real. You decide to go the only person who can confort you right now. you stood front of her door, you don't want to bother her but you know you can't go back to sleep like it was nothing. ypu knock the door lighlty hoping she was awake and fortunatly to you, you can see a purple wave of magic who open the door.

"Ma Agatha, i had a nightmare" you said with a little voice

"I know. Come here sweetie" it right she know, it's been one year since you escape from the base, one year since Agatha take you under her wing, and during this year you had a lot of nightmare, and this is always the same issue, you see your sibling die front of you and you can't do nothings. "do you wanna talk about it or we continue the cuddles ?" Agatha said to relax you a little

"Can we do both ?" you ask in verge of tears

"Yes of course" son you teel her your bad dream. "I'm sure they're okay, you'll find them i promise" she respond "You know today we have nothing to do and we leave tomorow afternoon so if you have anything you want to do here, it's today" she add

"Actually there is something I want to do today" the brunette just hum to let you knox she listen so you continue "You know your friend Loucas do a halloween party tonight and I tought we can go" you love parties, but it's not the case for Agatha, she let a long sight who tickle your neck, it make you chuckle but you insisted "please ma, just tonight"

"Okay but when we're back to home you'll work harder to repay me" you smile you know she's not serious, you're her little angel her little Y/N Harknesse. You were thinking about the last year until she ask you "what do you want to desguise for the party ?"

"I thought we can be Batman and Robin"

"What I have to dissguise myself too ?"

"Yeah of course i will not let you go in your basic purple dress, that made for fight the demons but not for a party" you said sternly but amused.

Agatha let a false gasp "Okay sweetie but not Batman & Robin or you'll have to clear the senir scratchy's mess for 6 months"

"okay not batman & robin, we will buy the costumes this afternoon but now i'm sleepy"

"Okay, goodnight baby" whisper to your ear

"Night mama"

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"The first target hab been killed succesfully, we will take care of the second in the party tonight, untile here you can reste i'll buy some food" said a blond woman to three others

"Euh Yelena you're bleeding, you should stay here i can go for you if you want" a brunette with short hair said

"No thanks you, i already stopped the bleeding and bandage myself and I need to take a breath and feel the fresh air" the previous girl said and open the front door of the front the little house. She walk to mall and bump in a girl with what is sound like to be her mother "Excuse me"

"Oh don't worry, i should be the one who apologize" you said with a little smile when you see the face of the girl, she's beatiful, like really beatiful you don't remember if you had ever seen a girl pretty like her, of course your sister is beautiful but it(s nit the same, you feel like...you crush on her ? Y/N Maximoff(Harkness) crush on a girl like a teen in a rom-com. You feel Agatha's stare on you and the girl look at you with a little concern you open your mouth and hope thet will not be awkward "Beatiful" you look at the woman in front of you, her cheeks blush, you see her lips curve and a smile appear and you thought only 'this is the best things i see until now'

"Euh, thanks you" she said with a little concern in her voice nut before you can say anything more she passe you and add "i'm sorry but i really need to go" you're dreaming until a laught bring you back in Earth.

#yelena belova x fem reader #yelena belova x female reader #agatha harkness x female reader #wanda maximoff x sister!reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #pietro maximoff x sister!reader #pietro maximoff x female reader #avengers x platonic reader #avengers x you #maximoff!reader

[whosbex]

Trigger Warning: mentions bl00d!

OK weird theory/headcanon I have had for quite some time, but am I the only one who suspects that Hector and Eugene‘s mom look like siblings?

Cause like,LOOK!!!

Like they had to have been at least half siblings bro. That would also give Hector another reason to be loyal to Edmond and to protect the outside world from the Moonstone because he lost his sister to it and the only way he feels like he can avange her is by staying loyal to her husband,his king.

I also think that they would have a very close relationship. Like I can image Hector giving Edmond dirty looks from accross the dining table when he found out he was with his little sister,and he'd be very overprotective of her. I also imagine Hector being the one to walk her down the isle and have the Father Daughter dance with her at her's and Edmond's wedding since she was a lot more closer to him.

I also imagine that Hector was with Ella(that is what I think Eugene's mother's name would be) when Edmond tried to take the Moonstone.

Here's what I have pictured in my brain. He was there with her and then the ground started to shake and split open with black rocks. Hector tried to save her but before he could get to his feet it was too late. One of the rock's sharp edges hit Ella's head and she was gone. Her blood dripping from her head getting into her hair. And in that moment Hector felt like he lost everything,and that was probably why he was being so hostile with Adira when we saw them together outside of King Edmond's room.

So he really did lose everything to that stone. Including the one person that he loved and held dearly to his heart ♥️💔.

[scorchedhearth]

i've never engaged with mcu or marvel comics in depth but the excerpts hit so hard,,,, the sudden vulnerability that natasha feels now without a purpose. as a weapon she knew how to hold herself, but now in freedom she has to test her own boundaries to see where she ended and where the world starts.

is your wip a no powers au specifically bc you wanted to focus on clint and natasha without bringing in the avengers? i am curious abt how you see clint and natasha's alliance with the avengers, whether it stunts their arcs in your mind (to be continued to be used by larger forces as weapons or if it's a calling they enjoy and have resigned themselves to), and what the endgame for them is in your mind (would they leave the avengers? stay? try to become civilians? be free agents separate from any sides?)

it's not because of the avengers, although later on it played a part, it's because i wanted to take out the more out-there elements of comics (magic, etc) to focus on the purely human aspects, there's no magic or long life or unrealistic physics, just the reality of a life led by damaged people who made mistake and try to right them. but also becuase i wanted to focus on nat and i couldn't do that properly if it was a fic about a group rather than one individual (clint was attached later, early on in the project because i realized how important they are for each other's arcs but still, the first idea was nat only)

i dont think the avangers stunt their arc, i think it's a necessary part that they grow past with time. mind u it's been years since i've read marvel and i never focused on the group stories, more on nat and clint's individual stories and while i know the avengers are important to both of them (in a way, it's how they prove to the world that they can do good, nat explicitly defects and leaves the room and kgb for them, clint starts to call himself a hero when he joins their rank, it's a fundamental part of their growth as characters, important to them both and they value it, given how much work and effort they give to the group in various storylines), i think as individual they've been working for and within organizations a lot, if not solely, so i think it's interesting to pull them out of that type of environment and see how they act when left on their own, with no guidelines or authority to follow or push back against, left to their own judgment. i imagine their lives, but especially this au, as a series of steps, each one needed to get to the next, and i wouldn't be able to reach the conclusion i want to if they did not go through a period of working with another organization

for me, the end goal would be for them to realize themselves in an independent way. i focus a lot on this story about how they're used, always, no matter the group they swear alliance to, and the main struggle is finding a way to exist outside of influences while true to themselves (truth is another big topic, learning to be honest with themselves first and foremost but also each other, it's always a staple of spy stories). by the time the epilogue arrives, they're leading civilian lives but they haven't forgotten their first career path and regularly go out to work on op, never hired merc, not anymore, but to do what they judge, on their own, to be right, partly because of a moral impulsion but mostly because they miss the adrenaline too much, and that too is something i have them wrestle with, that despite all the pain and sorrow they got from this life, they still love it, and they have to accept that they both do and don't miss it

#thank u for asking <333 #asks #pendulum-north

[caroldantops]

Ahem here I go again with a little blurb so like always HEAR ME OUT

Ok imagine you keep a cute little diary only your friends Kate and Yelena know about with a few detailed sex ideas with with other avangers as you Kate and Yelena are laughing in your room while you discuss who would wear the biggest strap carol walks in “hi guys and oh what’s that” she laughs grabbing the book as white ghost all three of your faces “carol I…uh” Kate tries to stammer out a response watching carols eyes get wide.

“1990 pages….of sex ideas with me?” Carol mutters even she bares slight read on her cheek as she looks at the three of you either blushing hard (Kate) or white as a ghost (you and Yelena) “Who wrote these?” Carol says sternly Yelena rats you out fastly pointing at you and Kate which Kate follows by then pointing at you “rats..” you whisper as the girls walk out Carol smirks and you swear you can see Yelena making scissor signs before walking out….a long silence fills the room for what feels like hours before carol speaks up.

“Soo…you want me to step on you and spit down your throat?” -ANON WHO SERIOUSLY NEEDS A TAG (please I need tag ideas…)

1990 pages is so specific help ahacjwvdjdbjsbdf

ummmm do u want to pick an emoji pick ur fave

#c: carol

[sapphosvioletts]

Love You More

Natasha Romanoff x Autistic Daughter

Summary:

Just a little moment of Natasha and taking care of her daughter and letting her stim with her hair <3

Word count: 983

Note: Not every autistic person experiences autism the same. I'm autistic and I am writing from my perspective of how I personally experience autism, but not everyone feels the same as me or has the same perspective as I do.

- the reader is adopted, they are not biologically related. I want my writing to be inclusive to everyone, which is why i am specifying this incase it isn't directly said in the fic

.oOo

I wake up to the sound of Natasha's laugh coming from the living room. I groan and pull the covers over my head as my eyes open to the bright morning sun. After letting my eyes adjust I finally sit up, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

I don't mind being woken up this morning, Natasha's laugh is always something I'll cherish, and it is a warm way to wake up. Her voice is soothing and velvety, and her laugh is one that never fails to make others smile. That laugh is reserved for very few people and I'll forever be thankful I'm lucky enough to be one of the few.

I get up and pad down the hallway, my sleep shirt, which is actually Natasha's, falls down past my shorts and almost engulfs me. I peek my head into the living room and find Steve sitting on the couches.

I furrow my eyebrows and come all the way out into the living room, looking for my mom. Steve smiles when he sees me, "Good morning!" He says happily. I give him a smile in return, appreciating his enthusiasm that he always somehow seems to have in the mornings.

I then see red hair pop up into my eyesight, swishing around until the familiar face is visible. Natasha smiles at me and invites me over. Although I'm relieved that I found her, I'm still slightly confused.

She's sitting on the floor, her back to the couch. She has her work spread out on the coffee table with a mug of coffee. I sit on the couch behind her, causing her to lean back into the couch, tilting her head back as well. She smiles up at me as I laugh from the weird angle of her head looking back, bursting into laughter herself.

She straightens back up and goes back to her work. I lay down on the couch on my back, my hands tapping my stomach and my heels kicking the couch. I hear the tv being turned on and I see Steve flicking through the channels.

While I'm staring up at the ceiling, waiting for Steve to find something to watch, I feel something placed on my stomach. I look down and find one of my fidget toys. I smile at Natasha, who is already consumed by her work again and not paying attention, but I know it was her. I fidget with the toy for a while, watching whatever show Steve turned on and listening to the keys clicking from Nat's laptop.

A little while later, there is a very, very loud knocking sound. I jump and my hands come up to cover my ears instinctively. I feel my heart race in my chest and my body shakes. Natasha, having felt me jump, immediately turns around and gives her full attention to me.

"Hey, it was just from the the tv honey" she tells me, knowing I was confused where the noise came from. All I can do is nod and my hands slowly come down from my ears as I take deep breaths.

Natasha rubs my back and patiently waits for me, wanting to make sure I'm okay. She understands with my sensory issues how much noises, especially sudden noises can effect me. She never rushes me to calm down or gets annoyed, she is always patient.

"Are you okay? Do you need something?" She asks softly. I think for a moment about speaking, but I'm really not up for being verbal at the moment. I point to my ears and hope she understands, which thankfully she does. "Earbuds?" I nod and she gets up, kissing the top of my head before going to grab my earbuds.

Steve gives me a small smile, not paying too much attention to us to give me some privacy. Natasha quickly comes back and hands me my earbuds, which I quickly connect to my phone and turn on some music.

"Do you need anything else?" She kneels by the couch and rubs circles on my leg. I reach a hand up to her hair and start twirling it around my finger. She smiles and chuckles, knowing what I'm trying to ask for.

With another kiss to the top of my hair, she turns back around and sits down on the floor. I smile as she scoots further back so I can reach her, moving the coffee table closer as well. She knows me so well, which comes in very handy during times when I'm nonverbal. Instead of pushing me to talk, she gives me other ways to communicate, which usually aren't even needed given how well she knows me.

Once she's settled my hand immediately goes to her soft, silky hair. I run my fingers through it over and over, relaxing with the repetition and feeling of it. She goes back to her work while letting me stim with her hair, but a small smile traces her lips this time.

After a while of work, the hand in her hair never stopping its movements, Natasha leans back and sighs. She sees my eyes shut, my face relaxed and content. She can tell I'm not asleep by my hand in her hair, as well as my bouncing foot and tapping fingers.

She reaches back and takes hold of my other hand. My eyes open in surprise, but I quickly relax again. Natasha squeezes my hand in both of hers tightly, knowing that pressure calms me. I smile at the feeling and let my eyes fall shut again.

My fingers find her wrist and tap three times, our silent way of saying "I love you". I feel Natasha's head lean onto the couch next to me and one of her hands come up to rest on my cheek. Her thumb swipes back and forth over my smiling cheek and she mumbles an "I love you more" back.

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x teen!reader #autistic!reader #autistic reader #natasha romanoff x daughter!reader #natasha romanoff x daughter #avengers x reader #avengers x teen!reader #natasha romanoff x autistic!reader #natasha romanoff x autistic reader #avengers x autistic!reader #avengers x autistic reader #natasha romanoff imagine #avangers imagine #marvel imagine #teen!reader #daughter!reader #reader insert

[ashdreams2023]

can i request hcs voor spending the summer w the avengers? (including loki)

Spending the summer with the avengers + Loki

Even if you’re tin summer that doesn’t mean you’re off duty

"You’re up on patrol with the kid at noon"

Lots of late night dinners at small diners because Bruce was too tired to walk back to the tower

Loki creating fireworks when tony takes everyone one to his lake house

Natasha grows her hair and let’s you style it

Sam and Bucky fighting over who gets in the bathroom first at the lake house

Sleeping on the wooden floors midday after swimming for hours in the lake with Thor

Wanda makes the best lemonades for everyone and they always hit right

You lay next to look when he reads alone while he runs his fingers aimlessly through your hair

Matching tank tops for you and Thor

Clint brings his kids a couple of time a week

Running bare foot in the halls with messy Gaye and bjs to get the most of Steve’s pancakes

You and Sam betting who can product when Bucky will complain about the heat again

Loki’s sweat is cold, like an ice cube melting so he has to physically sho you and Peter away from touching him

"Come on Loki!" "No! This isn’t funny you spider child!"

Whoever gets back from missions last gets to buy everyone ice cream

One time you, peter, Loki and wanda stole one of Tony’s cars and speeded around the city

Steve owns a little polaroid camera, he has a huge album with pictures of everyone during the season

T’challa visited once and Shri brought her new defecting gravity shoes

"WHAT ARE DOING ON THE ROOF!!??" "ICANT GET DOWN!!"

#imagine #mcu #loki laufeyson #headcanon #avangers #the avengers #avengers x reader #wholesome #summer

[wonderluv]

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ➮ 🇸🇹🇪🇻🇪 🇷🇴🇬🇪🇷🇸

"As long as I'm here no one can hurt you don't wanna lie here but you can learn to If I could change the way that you see yourself you wouldn't wonder why you hear they don't deserve you."

steve rogers x reader

summary : (this fanfic was inspired by the song “Everything I Wanted’’ by Billie Eilish), you were suicidal and a wreck. You had a bad night where you couldn’t sleep easily but then when you finally slept, you dreamt of suicide. you woke up panicking, but Steve was there besides you, calming you down.

Warning : suicidal thoughts, may trigger, angst (?), and fluff.

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 You moved your body left to right, laying your head on top of your wrist. You couldn’t sleep, not tonight. You felt anxious, your mind couldn’t stop replying every worst thing that happened in a week ago. You felt like wanting to end it all. You were overwhelmed by it.

You dug your hands underneath the pillow, searching for warmth. While your body shifts every 1 minute. You couldn’t scrape the feeling off. The thoughts still roam inside you, drowning yourself in it. You couldn’t breath normally. But the thing is, you didn’t want to breath. You want to stop your mind and body.

You wanted to put a gun to your head, slide the bullet in. Hoping the thoughts might stop.

You felt your eyes cracking and heating. Tears flow down the pillow and making a small puddle in it. You talk to yourself, hoping you could ease a bit. But you knew the only person who could calm you down right now was only Steve. And he wasn’t here.

Steve was still in the meeting office with Tony and Fury, it was 7 floors up. You were at the 8th floor, it was the floor you and Steve owned. Tony gave the floor to you since you were his little sister and he wanted to keep you save.

You reached your phone from the bedside table. You tried to texted Steve but your eyes were too puffy and you were feeling to weak. So you threw it besides you and curled yourself in the darkness.

 You were walking to the lift. You pressed the button to the top of the floor.

As you stepped of the lift, you could feel the breeze wind hitting your limp weak body. You drag yourself to the edge of the helipad.

And you felt it there.

Standing in the edge of the Avengers helipad, while your head aches but your heart was cold and numb. Your hand rubbed the trigger of the cold object you were holding.

A tear formed as you pointed the object to your head. Hoping the screaming goes away as it was pointed.

You covered a scream with the sleeve of your sweater. You were tired, so tired you felt like you collapsed. And you did, you fell of the helipad.

You felt free.

 You quickly sit up on the bed. Panting your breath. You were in heat, as beads of sweats run down from your forehead. Your eyes were hurting as they flow tears from it. You couldn’t believe what you just dreamth of. It was terrifying, but the same time.. it felt peace. You felt free from it.

You felt a warm hand around your stomach and another on your shoulders, carefully pulling you down. You saw a sleepy Captain America besides you, he was only in his white shirt while his golden lock was messy. His eyes were opened but the eyelids were low, you could see his deep green eyes.

“hey, you okay?” he mumbles as you slowly lay down besides him. His arm pulled your shoulder, flipping your body as your faced to him. He rubbed your back up and down as you cried on his chest.

You couldn’t answer, not yet. You’re still letting all the emotion drain away.

“it’s okay” he mumbles in your hair. He was kissing your head lightly, while comforting you as hard as he can. He didn’t ask about what happened, he wanted you to talk to him without him asking. He waited for you to speak while rubbing your back.

As you you got you a better grip on your breathing, you started to open your mouth.

“I had a dream” you say quietly, “I got everything I wanted.”

He didn’t reply, he kept listening.

“It might’ve been a nightmare, to anyone who might care. I was so tired listening to my head, I just wanted it to stop’’ you sobbed out, “I held a trigger to my head and… I fell.

It felt like peace, like I was free from the pain. But then again, I felt lonely.”

You felt yourself wanting to cry again.

“as long as I’m here, no one could hurt you, not even yourself. Don’t wanna lie here, but you can learn to if I could change the way that you see yourself, you wouldn’t wonder why you hear they don’t deserve you” Steve whispered lightly, placing his arm on your head. Your body was almost on top off him. Your feet was tangled together as his other arm was around your back lightly rubbing it. You felt comfort in him.

“Thank you,” you managed to get it out.

He didn’t reply, he only looked down at you and his lips were curved into a smile.

“I will always care for you no matter what people say, you’ll never be alone. I’m always by your side. Supporting every moment of your life” he says.

You felt grateful having him as your beloved soulmate. The one who always comforts you and treated you love, care and affectionate. He was always there through though times, even when he’s gone, he managed to work on his iPhone just to be able to support and calm you through facetime. He would sacrifice everything for you, even his own life,

Him seeing you broken like this, makes his heart shatter. You were suffering from PTSD just like your brother, but Tony had the habits of drinking it away. You weren’t much of a drinker so you could only cry it away. Hoping the aches end.

Steve knew you were just like Tony, but you both had different way of taking care of it. Tony had full of anger inside of him, he was like a dynamite to himself. But you were different, you didn’t have anger, but you were shattered. Like a porcelain doll slammed into pieces, no one picked you up. Until Steve showed up in your life. You had many thoughts of ending it all, and when Steve heard about it, he was the only one who truly cared. Not that everyone didn’t care, it’s just that Steve Rogers payed more attention more than everyone else you ever known. He put you in glue and put your pieces back together, and when you fall apart again, he’s never tired and always there to put you back into pieces.

You loved him, and he loved you. Very much.

“I love you” you let out.

“I love you too, more than anything else. You know that right?”

You only nodded to him, smiling lightly. You felt a clash of happiness with him.

He kissed your forehead, to your nose, and to your lips. He kept his lips there, affectionately. Your hands trailed to his cheeks. Rubbing his soft skin. You glide your thumb to his lips and pulled it open a bit before smashing it.

You looked at him in the eyes as your fingers rubbed on his bottom lip. He held your fingers and kissing it lightly everywhere. Until your eyes were too tired to be open and your body collapses on top of him.

 a/n hi! I’m not entirely new here but I felt like making a new acc for a better start. I hope u liked the fic, it was something I wrote overnight. If u liked it, u could give a like or reblog. And if u would like to see more, follow me. I also do requests, you could request on this blog or you could dm me on my Instagram @alexaruii. Thank u, bye !

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#steve rogers #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #captain america #captain america imagine #avangers imagine #avengers #marvel #tony stark #iron man #tony stark imagine #fanfiction #fanfic #request #this is cute #angst #everything i wanted #billie eilish #why am i like this #why am i crying #what the fuck #stony #stucky #bucky barnes #winter soilder #bucky barnes x reader

[dailydoseofbuckybarnes]

Over My Head 3

MINI SERIES; Bucky’s the one who called off your relationship over. On the other hand, you started to make him feel that it will be the huge mistake he ever did.

read Chapter 1 here

read Chapter 2 here

word count: 800

warnings: swearing and more drama as usual

author’s note: failed to do the double update yesterday but I do hope you’re still enjoying reading this~

You felt awful ever since that argument with Bucky happened. You tried not to think about it but it manages to seep in through your mind and it was killing you. Weeks passed and it was still the same. Bucky hasn’t talked to you, has been avoiding you and whenever your gazes met, he’d be vanishing off into thin air.

You got to admit that his behavior got your heart broken hence you need to move on without him now. You still weren’t used to it though. You were used to how you wake up in the morning with him by your side, showing off his silly smile that brought up millions of butterflies inside your stomach then his cooking, god, you missed how he used to cook you pancakes every morning after a rough session of making out.

You didn’t know that it would affect you this much, just with the reason of the kid being the alleged third party and Bucky’s egoistic attitude.

“What’s going on between the two of you anyways?” Steve asked, popping out of nowhere that made you clutch your chest in surprise.

“Steve Rogers! What the fuck?”

“Language,” he said then added subsequently. “So, mind telling me because I’ve bugged him about it earlier yet no word from him yet. It’s been weeks,”

“I tried talking to him too but he just keeps avoiding me,” you said.

“He’s not his self lately Y/N. He’s been shutting everybody out. I’m worried,” Steve responded with anxiousness plastered upon his face.

“I know,”

“Are you planning to do something about it?” he asked one more time before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Only if you know how many times I tried, Steve…” you said.

Steve gives you off a side hug then smiled. “Don’t worry. We’ll help you fix this Y/N.”

“You can’t Steve. It won’t help if you get involved in this fight of ours,”

“I can’t promise you that then Y/N, you know me… I meddle if things go downhill.” He said as a matter of a fact that made you roll your eyes.

“Whatever.”

“I’ll try reaching to him out again, wish me luck that he’s in a good mood.”

And so you ended up sulking again in the corner, sobbing like a child. You then heard a knock that revealed Peter in casual clothes and other shenanigans he brings in the tower.

“Pete, you need to stop doing that,” you commented, quickly wiping away your tears away.

“And you need to stop crying and learn how to lock your bedroom door,” Peter said.

“Shut up,”

“I’m just trying to make you laugh,”

You let out a small puff of groan. “Well I’m too sad for that obviously. Why are you here anyways?”

“Uhh-, I decided to stop by again to see how you’re doing but from the looks of it, you’re not. So I’m asking you now… do you want to grab some ice cream with me and binge watch?” he talked too fast that it made you hard to comprehend every word he just said.

“What?”

“Binge watch?” Peter smiled awkwardly as you looked back at him with brows furrowed.

“Don’t you have homework to do?”

“Finished it while I was at school.”

“How about Aunt May?”

“Told her that I’ll be going home late.”

“Seriously Peter?”

“Yeah. I do and Mister Stark doesn’t need my help for the whole week which makes me available but are you?”

This kid was really stubborn as you let out a low chuckle. “Do I even have a choice?”

“It could either be a yes or… yes.” Peter responded with a chuckle too then gestured you to stand up back on your feet. “C’mon beautiful…”

You blushed from the pet name he gave you but you followed anyways. You did wish to resolve things with Bucky sooner.

On the other hand, Steve was knocking towards Bucky’s room alongside with Sam.

“Go away,” Bucky said.

“You’re acting much worse than that kid, Buck.” Steve retorted. “—let us in and we’ll talk about this before it’s too late.”

After a few seconds, Bucky opened the door then groaned. “What do you want?”

“Are you seriously going to let the love of your life be happy with someone else? Wake up, dude. That kid’s beating you up big time.” Sam said.

“I don’t care.”

Steve pushed through to open the door as he saw how messed it was up like him. “Have you been drinking?”

“Obviously Steve and if you’re here to just scold me like an angry mom then forget it. I’ve had enough bullshit.” Bucky grimaced in horror.

“Two weeks, Buck. You’ve been ignoring her for two goddamn weeks. What is wrong with you buddy? Do you know how she felt? She’s been crying every night about it.”

“She better feel sorry alright.”

“Buck, don’t do this. You save each other in a way that the team can’t even describe it.” Steve said as Sam nodded in agreement.

“Yeah dude. You give out the best from each other. Don’t let her go that easily. Talk it out, man up Barnes.”

“After what I did to her, you think she’ll come back?” Bucky asks.

“Believe us. She will,”

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[goldengoddess]

dating loki as thor’s best friend

pairing: loki x reader and platonic thor x reader 

request: hc for dating loki and being thor's bff? also vice versa? (two different hc) also, for both can the reader be short? and the reader is an avenger and human. ty!

a/n: yes yes yes yes FINALLY some marvel content for me <333 im just going to do loki and being thor’s bff bc im a loki whore (also i have no idea HOW this became so long omg)

warnings: cursing, some suggestive jokes, mention of drinking

you didn’t know how it happened 

you just knew there was no way of stopping it once it had begun 

the moment thor joined the team

you knew he would become immensely important to you

he had the same happy spirit as you

always prepared for a good time

always loyal

always a ray of sunshine

just like you

the two of you were known as the “never shut the fuck up about how great everything is” duo of the team

always the optimists

you taught him about earth and your favorite things to do

from karaoke to bar hopping

and he made fun of your shortness whenever he could

“i understand that i am a god, and everyone is smaller than i am, but you, you are simply tiny”

the two of you were fast and forever friends

thor’s brother, on the other hand, presented a challenge

he was everything you weren’t

and thought it was never that he was unkind, you always had the feeling he was judging you

always watching you with those intense eyes while you talked with thor

perhaps for being too optimistic or joyful

you’d gotten those kinds of reactions before

but loki turned out to be an unlikely ally

one bad night

you sat on the floor of the kitchen in the avengers compound

hugging your knees to your chest, staring at nothing at all and trying not to cry

the sadness had come for no particular reason and it wouldn’t go away

you didn’t realize loki was standing a few feet away from you until he cleared his throat

you’d tried to plaster on a happy grin but he’d seen right through it and opened his arms to hold you for a little while

a reluctant but kinda great friendship was formed

when you were hurting and needed an outlet you went to loki

when he needed your usually overflowing happiness, he came to you

it became a habit to sneak into his room at midnight just so he could hold you 

“loki?” you would whisper into the darkness

“come in sunshine, i don't know why you bother tiptoeing, im up waiting for you anyways”  

after many nights spent in each other’s company without thor you were leaning on his balcony to get some fresh air, your head on his shoulder

 “why do you come to me?” he asked

you moved away from him so you could look at his face 

he was paler than usual 

“what do you mean?”

he sighed and moved his body so he was totally facing you

“you come to me. when you feel bad you come to my room. when you need someone to listen, you come to me. why? why not thor? he’s your best friend. i need to understand, why me?”

his voice had cracked

loki’s voice never sounded that way 

“because,” you started, “because”

“because what”

“because you’ve become my person” you whisper yelled at him

 it took two seconds before loki had grabbed your face and pressed his lips into yours

and how could you not kiss back this beautiful boy in front of you 

from then on it was kisses in hallways

squeezing your thigh under the table for support during tony’s long rants

leaving little notes in your lab when you worked late

him making fun of your height

it scared you how much you had grown to depend on loki how his presence felt as natural as thor’s

oh thor

sweet sweet thor

he was beautiful and smart and you loved him deeply

but he could be a little oblivious considering you and loki practically undressed each other with your eyes every-time you were in the same room

and he never noticed

but then you made the mistake of drinking with thor

and accidentally letting it slip that you were helplessly in love with his brother

the next morning

after a lot of coffee to sober up ofc

he’s dragged the two of you to a table to “chat”

you were worried he’d yell at you

tell you that if you hurt loki he’d zap you so quick you couldn’t even get a witty remark in

instead

his eyes narrowed at his brother

“loki, if you mess this up,” he growled, “hurt y/n in anyway. i’ll end you.”

loki’s shocked face matched yours

but quickly loki’s face morphed into amusement

he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kissed your forehead

“i don’t plan on it brother”

thor had grinned at that

and thought that moment had taken ten years of your life, you were relived your best friend knew

thor loved to joke and make slightly inappropriate comments

“hey loki i found this ring i thought you could give y/n next time you-”

“brother! do shut up?”

or even better

“hey y/n i was wondering if i could- OH MY GOD PUT SOME CLOTHES ON THIS IS PUBLIC SPACE”

but thor was still your best friend

and you loved to tell him about how much you loved loki

how lucky you were to have two beautiful men you could be emotionally vulnerable with

and thor could see how happy you made loki

how his step had a little more spirit in it

how he used his magic to make sure your flowers never died

how he stole your perfumes to spray on his sheets in his own room

and kept your coffee warm whenever you forgot and left it sitting around

his brother was happy

his best friend was happy

everything had fallen into place

thor was your number one shipper

coming up with ship names

basically planning out a future for the two of you

loki pretended to hate it

“sunshine, frankly it’s embarrassing! would you want your brother to have baby names picked out for you?”

but loki loved it secretly

loved that he had you in common with thor

and he did appreciate the baby names

and hoped he could use them in the future

it was challenging at times

balancing a magic boyfriend

and a god best friend

but you wouldn’t change it for the world

because it was never a dull moment with these two brothers

and now you had not one, but two, asgardian boys making fun of your short height

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[cassyluthor]

Imagine you and Natasha training

You trained alone in the base training room. You hit a punching bag trying to relax but it didn't work. Today you missed the opportunity to go on a mission with Thor, Captain America and Tony. You wanted to go on a mission for a very long time, you wanted to prove to them that you are a talented fighter just like Natasha, but Nick Fury refused, on the grounds that you are not ready yet. You kept hitting this bag until a familiar voice caught your eye.

"Hmm, I wonder what that bag did to you to deserve such blows," Natasha said from behind you.

"Nothing," he said quickly, continuing to strike. Why are you here ? You shouldn't be with the them in Japan, saving who knows what city.

"I turned down the mission," Nat said.

- Why would you do this ? , you stopped abruptly and turned to her.

"Because I know how important this mission was to you, and how you were turned down, I thought I'd stay here with you and train you a little ." So, what do you say ? If I win you wash the dishes for a week, and if you win you get a surprise prize.

"Are you challenge me, Romanoff?" , you smiled as you approached her.

- Maybe, so you accept?

- Be ready to lose.

The fight was intense, you tried countless times to bring it down, but it always blocked your movements or avoided them. Her fighting style was different from yours, but after a few minutes you adapted the same way she did when you used your own fighting style. You were on the same level, none of you wanted to give up, but you decided to use the secret movement that Yelena had taught you a few weeks ago. Movement that caught Natasha. Now you were sitting on the floor, smiling.

"I won," you said happily

- That was Yelena's move, nice fight.

- Thank you, your moves are amazing . Now what is my prize ?

With a single movement Nat was now above you, and you couldn't say anything because your lips had met hers forming a kiss full of passion and desire. You both fought for a while , for supremacy but in the end she win . Now Nat is whispering something in your ear, something that made you very happy.

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