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imtryingbuck · 4 months

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You Promised

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Summary: Steve and reader have an argument and Sharon’s there to cause trouble

Word count: 1,178

Warnings: Steve’s a dumdum, mentions of cheating, Sharon-ew. very very terrible writing. Ending is…well it’s terrible

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Waking up in his old room at the tower, the memories of last night’s argument hit full force. Steve groaned as he sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he knew how right she was. He knew he had to fix things between them. He understands that she’s worried about him, he does. He just hates how it feels like he has to choose his job or her, because he truly doesn’t know which he would pick. His girlfriend who he loves or his job that he loves.

They’d been arguing ever since he came home with fresh cuts on his face.

“Steve all I’m asking is for you to take some time off from doing missions please!” She stood there with tears filling her eyes.

“It’s my job”

“I know and I’m not asking you to quit, I would never ask you to do that but at least do what Bucky does and take some days off, even if it’s just a few days every month! Please Steve”

“I can’t Y/n you need to understand!”

“I understand why you do what you do but you can’t keep doing every single day-“

“Don’t be dramatic it’s not every day!”

“It is Steve. You’re never home-“

“It’s my job Y/n!” He screamed at her.

“One, stop cutting me off! And two don’t scream at me again Steven. You nearly didn’t come home from the last mission, you nearly died” A sob broke past the barrier of her lips.

He was about to say something but then his phone started to ring “I need to take this Y/n it’s Sharon, why are you rolling your eyes?”

“Are you cheating on me with her?”

“W-what? Don’t be stupid!”

“Yes or no simple answer Steve”

“…No I’m not cheating on you”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Because you’ve got trust issues I’m not like your ex who cheated on you every single chance he got!” His voiced was raised higher than before. He didn’t even bat an eye when she flinched at the mention of her ex. He didn’t let her respond instead he answered his phone.

“Yeah I’m on my way doll, alright, you too, of course I mean it” looking at his girlfriend “I’ve got to go”

“Y-you called her- you are cheating on me with her, I fucking knew it I just didn’t want to believe it”

“What?”

“Just go. Your girlfriends waiting for you”

“I’ll be home soon. Bye”.

Only problem was being that he never went home that night. He berated himself mentioning her ex, he didn’t even try and correct her when she called Sharon his girlfriend. He hated himself for shouting at her, not once in the three years they’ve been dating has he ever so much as raised his voice at her. Searching for his phone which was normally on his bedside table when the bathroom door came open.

“Oh you’re awake, just needed a quick shower” Sharon says as she stands there with just a towel covering her naked body, her wet hair leaving droplets on the laminate flooring.

“Yeah that fine, I guess. Have you seen my phone?”

“On the dresser, I put it there after I spoke to Y/n. She was quite rude if you ask me”

“Wait, you spoke to her?” And the realisation that she showered in his bathroom “Why was you using my shower?”

“Yeah I told her you was still sleeping and she put the phone down on me”

“Okay but why are you using my shower?”

“Mines not working” shrugging her shoulders “hey can I borrow a shirt please?”

“No. Get out”

“What?”

“Get out of my room Sharon.”

“Alright mr grumpy pants”

Just as the door closed he jumped out of the bed going straight for his phone. Ringing Y/n and not getting any response he grabbed his jacket from the back the chair and headed straight out the door to head home.

His heart stopped at the sight of Y/n packing all her things.

“B-baby what are you doing?”

“I’m leaving”

“No baby stop” every time she turned around to grab more things he was taking the things that was already in suitcase, out. “Y/n I’m sorry for not coming home last night the paper, baby please stop! The paperwork took me ages to get through. I ended up crashing in my old room”

“I told you I can’t go through being lied to and cheated on again, I told you and what did you do huh? You promised me Steve that you would never do that to me. You promised” The tears wouldn’t stop falling no matter how hard she tried to stop them.

“Doll I have never cheated on you, baby please believe me”

“Sharon told me Steve so just stop”

“Told you what? Y/n I’m not cheating on you please believe me!”

“That you two having been sleeping together for weeks. Move out of my way”

That, that made him stop. He wouldn’t lie if you asked him if he had a bit of a crush on Sharon when he first met her six years ago, but it faded away after a few months. When he met Y/n he didn’t think much of her then over the course of a few months he developed feelings for her, it took him over a year to confess his feelings for her.

Because of a lie that Sharon told now he was losing everything.

“Bab-baby she’s lying, I have never even so as much as kissed her! Y/n please please listen to me love”

“Why would she lie?”

“I don’t know but she is! Y/n, baby please I swear to you I have never even looked at another woman! I don’t want anyone that isn’t you”

“Why would she lie though Steve? Why was she in your room this morning? I rang you too apologise and to my surprise it’s her that answers, the she tells.. she told me Steve”.

“I-I don’t know. I really don’t. I was asleep and she came into my room and used my shower, I don’t know why she did but doll nothing has ever happened between me and her I swear!” He shakes his head “Y/n I love you, and I’m sorry for the argument last night. I’m sorry for earlier but doll I swear I’ve never cheated on you.”

“You’re telling the truth, oh God, Steve I’m so sorry I’m sorry I’’m sor-“

“Baby it’s okay! Stop apologising it’s okay, come here I’ve got you” Holding her tightly to his chest he repeats the words over and over.

~A month later~

“Baby, come on Buck and Sam’s here”

“I’m coming hold on!”

He sees her coming out of their bedroom and he can’t help but smile at her, as she got closer towards him he took her hand into his “I love you do you know that?”

“I love you too”

Sharon ended up transferring. Steve listened to Y/n by taking a few days off every week, their relationship was so much better now.

~ banner credit goes to @sweetpeapod ~

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steevbuckk · 4 months

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FAVORITE STUCKY FICS | 62/100

help to make the season bright by @its-tortle

[Shrunkyclunks, 20 542 words, Teen And Up Audiences]

Summary:

“ Fuck,” he proclaims out loud.

A pigeon on the sidewalk across the street flutters away.

Another voice cuts through the cold. “You okay?”

Bucky looks up to see a silhouette on the fire escape two floors above him. Clearly, he had been swearing louder than he intended to.

The figure is clearly male, and built like a fucking brick house, but the light behind him makes any other features vague and indistinguishable.

“Uh, yeah,” Bucky says dumbly. “I just- I forgot my keys.”

“I’ll let you in.”

The silhouette disappears from view.

Bucky steps forward to retrieve his groceries from the steps of the building, and has just picked up the last can of cat food when the door opens. He looks up to meet the man who saved him from hypothermia.

And what a man it is.

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tojii-fshiguro · 1 month

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❝ℒℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒥𝓊𝓁𝒾ℯ𝓉❞ // steve rogers series masterpost.

summary: ❝steve rogers is in love with you—his very own juliet in an ugly, unfair verona. he will do whatever it takes to prove his undying love for you, no matter the cost.❞

genre: dark, smut.

rating: m. 18+ content below. minors, dni.

pairing: dark!steve rogers ♡ femme (afab) reader.

warnings: dead dove: do not eat, dark themes, stalking descriptions of death and blood, yandere themes, strong language, adult content. (individual warnings will be included for each chapter.)

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏…

✉︎⸝⸝ ↬ chapter 1

❣ enjoyed this mini series? check out my original story here: ❝my bloody valentine.❞ this is a rework of that original storyline/plot.

last updated: 3/11/2024. 3:41 pm, cdt.

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eightam · 1 year

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Steve Rogers

Captain America (Vol. 9) #3

Art by Alex Ross

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ynscrazylife · 2 years

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🥱🏕🌠😘 - Steve Rogers?

Human Shield | S.R

Summary: You have this ability to bring out Steve’s sassy side, which is evident with yours and his constant bickering. That changes, though, on a camping trip.

Authors Note: Just pretend that jellyfish are in lakes.

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It was a known fact within the Avengers that you and Steve Rogers did not get along. You thought that he was too stuck-up and bossy, always in the “Captain” mode, and Steve thought that you were too reckless and never listened. The two of you frequently got into arguments whenever and wherever — so it was no surprise when the bickering started as they were walking.

“Who’s bright idea was it to go camping again?” Tony asked as they trudged up an incline.

“Steve’s, I bet,” you said almost instantly, trailing behind the billionaire. You’d take any opportunity available to insult the Captain.

Steve, who was in front of Tony, looked over his shoulder and paused for a moment. “You really had to ruin the peace by talking, didn’t you?” He snapped, already a bit grumpy as this was meant to be a bonding trip for the team and all you and Tony done since leaving the tower was complain.

“Oooh, cranky, are we? It would’ve been rude to leave Stark’s question unanswered, wouldn’t it? As the Please and Thank You Police, I’d think you’d understand,” you bit back without hesitation.

“I am so not getting in the middle of this,” Tony muttered, stepping around you and heading towards the back.

As he found a place besides Natasha and Clint, the sounds of yours and Steve’s voices growing louder and louder could be heard. “You really had to get them started?” Natasha complained.

“Please — they can make an argument out of anything. What do you want me to do, never talk again?” Tony said, scoffing.

“Yes,” the spy and the archer deadpanned.

Once the team got up the incline, they found a nice clearing to set up their tents. As everyone got to work, though, you became distracted. There were tons of bugs flying around you, just waiting to take a chunk out of your skin.

Having finished setting up his own tent, Steve smirked as he watched you flail around in vain. “Having trouble there?” He teased.

You paused momentarily to glare at Steve and then slapped your arm when you saw a bug there, muttering an “Ouch” which only made Steve’s smirk grow. “If you don’t have bug spray, don’t talk to me, Rogers,” you said, annoyed.

“Oh, I do have bug spray, but why should I give it to you? Maybe I will if you say please and thank you . . . I am the police of it, right?” He said, throwing your own words back in your face.

You scowled at him. “Never.”

“Suits you,” Steve said, shrugging. “You know, isn’t it odd that a big, scary Avenger like you is afraid of some tiny bugs?” He grinned.

You rolled your eyes, opening your mouth to give him a remark when Tony’s sudden boisterous laughter cut you off. Turning around, you narrowed your eyes at the man. “What?”

Tony gestured around. “Everyone has chosen who they’re gonna bunk with . . . Which means you and Rogers are stuck together,” he said.

Sure enough, as you and Steve looked around, everyone was standing side-by-side at their tents. Frantically, you looked at Tony, finding that he was alone. “Can‘t I room with you?” You pleaded.

Tony smiled, shaking his head. “I’d like to sleep in peace — which means, no roommates. Sorry,” he said, but didn’t sound apologetic at all.

Your gaze slowly found Steve, the both of you frowning. Steve’s eyes were fixated on Tony, his jaw set as he glared at his supposed friend. “Trust me, I’m not fond of this either,” he said, before dragging his eyes to meet yours. He forced a smile. “But it looks like we’re stuck together, sugar.”

A dangerous flash sparked in your eyes but before you could gnaw at him for that nickname, Natasha appeared at your side, placing a calming (and warning) hand on your arm. She gently pulled you back. “How about we have a campfire?” She suggested, changing the topic of conversation.

Around ten minutes later, the group was situated around the campfire. You and Steve were as far away as you could get, a move orchestrated by the others. You sat next to Natasha, twirling your marshmallow around at the end of its stick. “I cannot believe how insufferable he is,” you complained, referring to Steve. “He never stops!”

Beside you, Natasha found herself unable to contain a smile. “You realize Steve has never talked to anyone like the way he argues with you, right? I mean, Stark comes close because he can be rather annoying but . . . I don’t think you realize that you get under his skin way more than Stark does. I wonder why,” she observed.

“He just has some problem with me and he’s too high up on his horse to actually be a human being about it. I mean, everyone is fooled by his Captainness, but he’s just an ass,” you continued on complaining, too involved with your own whining about him that you were oblivious to Natasha’s reactions.

She nodded along and continued smiling, humming a bit. “Mhm . . . So you hate his guts completely?” She prodded, before taking a bite of her marshmallow.

“As long as he hates mine and keeps being the absolute prick he is, then I hate his,” you said, before getting bored of roasting your marshmallow and eating it plain.

Natasha just shook her head. She couldn’t believe how stubborn you were sometimes but at the same time, with how you acted with and about Steve, it completely made sense. As you readied yourself to probably complain about the man again, she quickly changed the topic.

Thankfully, for the rest of the night, the Avengers managed to keep you and Steve from snapping at each other. After wrapping up the campfire, with night falling, the group lounged at the river. You, Natasha, Clint, and Tony had brought along bathing suits while Thor, Bruce, and Steve sat and engaged in their own conversations. The only incident that occurred was when Steve was skipping rocks and a pebble accidentally nailed you in the head. It was an actual accident, but you didn’t believe it when Steve was struggling to hide his laughter at your reaction.

“See, I told you. A prick,” you muttered to Natasha.

Natasha just decided to go along with it. There was no use arguing. But, as she observed Steve hide his smile and Bruce smack him lightly on the arm, the wheels in her head began to turn. He was usually so composed, the most composed, and would never laugh at even the tiniest of things that happened to a teammate. Unless it was you or Stark, of course. With Tony, it made sense. They had been at each other’s throats before, but Tony didn’t push Steve like you did. Tony didn’t make Steve disregard his usual composure like you did.

There was something different in how you affected Steve and how he affected you, Natasha was sure of it. She had been your friend a while and even though you complained about Steve, she had never seen you talk about anyone more.

Something was up. And she smirked, deciding to keep that piece of information to herself.

Slowly but surely, the Avengers started to wade out of the water and go to bed until it was only you and Steve left. The two of you kept to yourselves, keeping yourselves occupied and managing to not bother each other, until Steve’s gaze settled on you. He couldn’t help his smirk when he saw you yet again swatting at bugs.

“Do you need my shield to protect you?” He called out, teasing once again.

You turned around, ready to retort, when you felt a sharp and powerful sting just above your hip, on your abdomen. You instantly recoiled, jumping away with a yelp, before losing your footing and plunging under the water.

Steve’s posture straightened as suddenly, he stared intently at the water. Feeling his heart thump in his chest, the seconds felt like hours until you resurfaced, scrambling back. “Shit!” You yelled hoarsely, coughing out water.

Even from there, in the dark, he could tell that this wasn’t good. The soldier jumped up, sprinting into the water and not caring about the change in temperature as he waded over to you. “There was a jellyfish . . . And I hit my ankle against a rock,” you rasped, taking heavy breaths as you turned around and faced Steve. In that moment still, a small part of you hated that Steve was seeing you like this, but you didn’t have much choice.

Any and all thoughts and feelings of annoyance that he previously held towards you disappeared once Steve got close. He could see that you were upset and in pain. “Can you walk?” He asked.

You tried to take a step, but only ended up stumbling directly into Steve. He found his arms wrapping around you, holding you. You let out a frustrated grunt, lamely pushing at Steve’s chest. “I’ll be fine, I don’t need your help or any of your jokes,” you muttered.

Steve’s first instinct was to roll his eyes at your stubbornness, but then he realized what was going on: you weren’t foolish. He knew that at heart. He knew you. You knew you were injured and needed help. But you didn’t want Steve because of your relationship with him. You didn’t want him to tease or make fun of you.

The realization that you thought he would do that, that his past behavior had made you think that, made him gulp down a load of guilt. “No jokes, I promise. I just want you to be okay,” he said.

You allowed him to hold you, taking a moment to take some deep breath. You leaned heavily on Steve, unable to put weight on her ankle. “You’ve gotten yourself all wet now for no reason . . . Also, I don’t think I can walk,” you muttered.

“Well I’d say that it’s for a good reason, then, if you can’t walk,” Steve pointed out. “Can I carry you?”

You let out a long, slightly dramatic sigh. “If you must . . .” You said, knowing that Steve would have to carry you no matter what you said.

Steve smiled in amusement and gently picked you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he gingerly carried you back to the tent. It was a bit of a struggle to unzip the tent and actually get inside, but teamwork made the dream work and you two handled it.

Steve set you down on your sleeping bag before stepping away. “Lemme just change quickly,” he muttered, before turning away and changing into warm and dry clothes. You waited patiently, although you were cold and in pain yourself.

When he was finished, he knelt down beside you and gave you a small smile. “Okay, I have some stuff for the jellyfish sting,” he said, before digging into the bag he had packed.

You watched him, distracted from the pain. “Some might get the idea that you were an army nurse instead of a soldier with how good you are at this,” you teased, admiring how he seemed to know just what to do and what to grab.

“I spent a lot of time patching Bucky up as kids,” Steve explained, flashing a grin.

“I bet,” you said.

He carefully worked on treating your sting and when you felt his fingers against your flesh, you couldn’t help but flinch a little bit. Just the fact that he was so close was causing butterflies to swarm in your stomach, which then in turn made you blush. Not only that, but of course Steve’s touch was the softest and the kindest.

Steve glanced up at your face, his grin blooming into a smug smirk. “Are you warm, darling? Your face is rather red,” he teased.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as you felt his breath, skin tingling. You were sure your blush had just deepened, and by the even smugger look on Steve’s face, it had. “On the contrary, I’m quite cold,” you changed the topic, referencing your wet clothes and the water.

When you first realized you might be attracted to Steve, it was when he got all mad at you for disobeying an order on a mission. You thought he was rather cute and hot when he was mad and barely listened to his scolding. But, you pushed it all down and was determined to hate him instead. You refused to admit you were attracted to someone who was able to crawl under your skin like he was, that just seemed to know how to annoy you the most and exploit it . . .

Now, though, you were seeing a different, non-annoying side of the famed Captain America.

Steve glanced at you and nodded in sympathy. “I’m almost done,” he assured you, before finishing up the treatment and applying a bandage. He then moved onto your ankle, muttering a small apology when you winced when his touch was too hard and hurt. “I don’t think you’ve broken it, but I’ll still wrap it just in case.” He did just that and got an ice pack for it.

You let out a content sigh at the coolness of it and leaned back. “Can I get your pajamas?” Steve asked, gesturing to your bag. A part of you didn’t want to appear weak and wanted to do it yourself, and Steve seemed to sense your hesitation. “Don’t worry, I still know that you can tear me down with just your words alone. Just let me help you. I won’t think any less of you and I’m more than happy to do it.”

At that, you gave in and nodded. “I might milk your help for a while, then,” you said, only half-teasing. The thought of sitting back and relaxing while Steve got you what you needed was tempting. Less for you to have to do, right?

He pulled out a Mickey Mouse themed t-shirt and black shorts, tilting his head to the side. “Cute,” he teased right back.

You rolled your eyes. “I just threw in whatever was in my drawer,” you defended yourself, catching the pajamas when he tossed them to you.

Steve just nodded and turned around, giving you your privacy. It took a little longer than normal, more difficult with your injuries, but you managed to get the pajamas on. “You can turn around now,” you told him.

Steve did and walked over, looking at your sleeping bag. “That will not be comfortable. I have a blanket we can share if you sleep on top of the sleeping bag,” he said, going to grab it.

You raised your eyebrows, but didn’t say no. “Are you sure?” You asked, shifting so you were fully on top of the sleeping bag.

Steve nodded with a smile. He laid down on his sleeping bag next to you and then draped the blanket over the both of you. “Good night, then?” He asked.

“Good night,” you said, returning his smile. You could not believe you were getting along with Steve Rogers, but you liked it.

Steve turned off the lamp next to him, plunging you both in the darkness. The only sounds that could be heard were the crickets outside. A couple minutes passed as you both got comfortable, but it didn’t take long for Steve to notice that you were shivering from the cold.

He pursed his lips unhappily. Even though he had been annoyed by your “recklessness”, he knew at his heart that you weren’t really reckless, you just didn’t like to listen to him. And, deep down, he knew that a part of him liked it. He liked that you were the one challenging him because it was . . . You. You had this way about you, this confidence and spark and fun. Not to mention, in Steve’s eyes, you were beautiful. But had had convinced himself that it would never work. You guys were too different, right? But ever since you got hurt, he couldn’t allow himself to ignore it anymore.

He wanted you and, if he was right, had a feeling that you wanted him, too.

Then, he saw you begin to swat at the bugs again, and smiled fondly. “Wow, still?” He said, his voice low and deep.

You let out a frustrated huff. “They won’t go away!” You complained.

An idea came to Steve and he decided to take a chance. “How about I shield you, then?” He suggested.

You paused, turning to him. “Huh?” You asked, confused.

Steve shifted closer and wrapped his arms around you, your head falling against his chest, nestled under his chin. When you didn’t move away or protest, he wrapped one leg around both of yours. “See? I’ve become your human shield. The bugs won’t get you now,” he said.

At first, being so close to Steve made the butterflies in your stomach fly around, but you began to relax after a moment. When the blond started running his fingers through your hair, you knew he was doing it to lull you to sleep. “This is just you wanting to cuddle with me, Rogers,” you teased, your voice sleepy.

“Maybe . . . But you like it. You’re gonna be out like a light within minutes,” he teased right back.

You let out a small, quiet hum and sure enough, proved Steve right. It took no time at all for your eyes to stay closed and for you to succumb to sleep. When Steve noticed, he just smiled, only stopping running his fingers through your hair when he fell asleep himself. Despite laying on the ground through sleeping bags, it was the most comfortable of sleep either of you had ever had.

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agentxthirteen · 6 months

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Sharon-A-Day, Day 663 (10/25/23)

Captain America: Steve Rogers 7. On sale 11/9/16.

Writer: Nick Spencer

Artist: Jesus Saiz

Letterer: Joe Caramagna

Editor: Tom Brevoort

Natasha considers helping out SHIELD - or at least Maria, Steve, and Sharon - on the down low.

#sharon carter #agent 13 #steve rogers #captain america #nick spencer #jesus saiz #joe caramagna #tom brevoort #maria hill #captain hydra #captain america steve rogers

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goodgirlofglory · 1 year

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Silver fox and the Captain - /Masterpost/

Status - Completed

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: Explicit languange, explicit desciptions of violence, explicit descriptions of blood, explicit sexual content, smut later on with p in v, oral (f and m recieving), fluff and angst.

Summary:

You're a thief. Captain America catches you with stolen Stark tech in your hands and you barely manage to escape his arrest. Continuing to meet in the heart of action, will Steve Rogers catch you at last? What will he do if he does? And will your explosive attraction to each other leave you in danger of having your own heart stolen?

In the volatile world of the global black market, you find yourself right in the middle between the ruthless vile filth of the underworld and the Avengers, the defenders of the world, led by the ultimate hero, Captain America.

As a skilled thief, you've made a living of treading the Avengers's shadows as they hunt down and retrieve stolen Stark tech on it's way into the black market.

In the chaos and confusion of the aftermaths of the busts, you scurry away with smaller and larger trinkets which you sell for profit yourself to your vast network of underground contacts.

It's a tough life. Solitary, merciless and unfair. But it's one you've accepted. That is, until you turn the corner and find Captain America's full, undivided attention on you.

Note: This is very much a feel good fluffy and action-packed little tale, embroidered with desire, sexual tension and trimmed with a heavy dose of angst at the end before a happy ending.

Sooooo, while working on In the balance chapter 8, this cute idea of Steve and reader chasing each other around the black market world popped into my head, and lo and behold, here we are, seven chapters finished and ready to be posted.

I realized I haven't written a series with non-dark Steve yet, so that had to be remedied as well. This is slow burn, which is rare for me, so you'll have to wait until like chapter 3 until some juicy bits appear, and chapter 5 is the big smutty send off. But I think it'll be worth it, though. Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it✨️

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Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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blacksupremacy86 · 9 months

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Usurping The Captain

Part 1

Superman is more than a major player now he is everything flying in the sky constantly in a loop all day every day to the worlds lack of shock and annoyance. He is catapulted in to a new way of life landing a nearby army base in The United States.

In a private area he lands causing a strange trigger erupting through the ground leaving the army in awe. The base is completely let out evacuating bending a bit more they pull their weapons out in an assault to push him back.

Clark laughs loudly his voice booms through the air circulating around the base thousand times over bouncing back. In a super higher pitch tone and long boomerang affect hits sending a sound wave to knock them out on to the dirty army base floor.

That is until Mr. Boy Scout himself threw his shield at force for me to catch as quick as I did and look on in disgust as he wore the red, white blue proudly as if it really matters at this point. All the effort will be for not as my sole purpose to the man who sent me free forever.

“What do you think you are doing here Kal it’s not allowed? You are a hero not a major

criminal or terrorist.”

“Yes! I forgot you were such a Boy Scout blah pathetic. What a wast of time and space.”

“Be careful for you next few words my friend it may be your last.”

“Like if you could stop me Steve not even a bit closer.”

Captain America lifts his shield in the air to face his ally he presses in the handle in the back of the shield causing the device to glow brightly with an emerald green covering the entire base.

Clark facial expressions goes from utter lack of shock to fear as he begins to faint to the floor dropping to his knees the pain on his face is so apparent.

The man clicks the button with the shield hit with energy transforming it traveling to the tip of the shield gathering together it blast a laser at his feet locking him up in dark green bubble.

Superman flows in to the air spinning lightly around the area draining him of all his full power and energy consuming him in his own prison Cap smirks. Launching his shield as the ball constantly attacking it with hits, kicks, punches and more.

“Why won’t you surrender or give in to the law Superman? Do not make it harder.”

“Because I am the greatest hero in the world and I am true villain.”

“Blast you! I will bring you in one way or the other.”

“Believe what you want Captain but I have already one.”

“Wait what? Why are your eyes lighting up like that?”

“Peer in to my eyes Cap”

“No! No! Nnnnoooooo”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Welcome to my nightmare!”

“Kal is that you ?”

“The new and improved me”

“Why did you trick me?”

“I told you “

“You already won”

“Master Lawrence “

“He made this possible “

“He cleansed me”

“He gave me a real start “

“No more evaluating “

“No more watching out”

“No more walking on glass “

“I can’t fight it, I can’t lie, I am his and I am Captain America.”

The end

Recruiting Purposes

Buckley Barnes has been on a mission to be able to find his best friend Captain America all the search lead him to a strange building in the middle of nowhere.

Flipping off the helicopter on to nearby roof top he rolls to the edge backflipping to the glass roof tied window he peers down in to the room.

One guy notices him so he shrugs smashing in to he window falling in to somersault like super hero landing then proceeds to break every bone available.

Shuffling through the room he cracks a steel door open using as shield to the block the oncoming henchmen gunfire is going on in galore.

“Think these bone heads would know now k am by now.”

“Also not to mess with me”

“ENOUGH! Geez”

“This generation “

“God! I am old”

“Focus”

“Steve must be held down below”

“I have speed up my time “

“Can’t waste a second up here “

“A elevator”

“I’ll climb up on top of it”

“Then what dummy?”

“Who am I talking to ?”

“The Winter Soldier”

“No it can’t be! I am going crazy “

“Bravo Buck”

“Steve and Clark”

“Why are you free?”

“We came to collect you “

“Ahhhh”

“Ugh!”

“Why?”

“Stop being a bitch!”

“We came to save you “

“Put the ugly past to rest”

“Indeed to bed”

“You can’t….this dream”

“Poor sweet Bucky”

“You really think so”

“We are in your mind”

“There no running away “

“I want to give in…I love to obey Master”

The end

#captain america steve rogers #chris evans #hypnosis #mind control #reprogramming #hypno slave #bucky barnes #Sebastian Stan #The Super Harem #taking ownership of him

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gloromeien · 9 months

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Chapter 2 of my @stucky-week fic is now live! :D

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Rebecca Barnes Proctor, Layla El-Faouly, Marc Spector, Steven Grant (Marvel) Additional Tags: Shrunkyclunks, Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes, Stucky Week, Stucky Week 2023, Canon Divergence - Post-Avengers (2012), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Eventual Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Humor, Protective Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Steve Rogers Feels, Bucky Barnes Feels, Natasha Romanoff is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Past Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Slow Burn, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Food Porn, Alpine - Freeform, Friends With Benefits, Sex worker Bucky Barnes (sort of), it's complicated - Freeform, Smut, If you have issues with sex scenes this is probably not the fic for you, Steve and Bucky are horny on main throughout, history stuff - because it's me, Magic, Sanctum Sanctorum (Marvel), SHIELD Agent Bucky Barnes, Touch-Starved, Touch-Starved Steve Rogers, Cuddling & Snuggling, Let me know if there's something you think I forgot Summary:

It's 2015, and Steve is living in a post-publicly coming out world. His every move is scrutinized in the tabloids and on social media, he's still wrestling with life in the 21st century, and the paparazzi never give him any peace. Making friends who aren't co-workers is practically impossible, let along dating. His solution? Have a regular, no-strings 'arrangement' with one of Natasha's honeypots. Bucky is a former spy and adventurer who used to work for S.H.I.E.L.D., but left for *reasons*. Having just gotten his heart ripped to shreds by a traitorous ex, he finds the idea of a discreet, 'with benefits' arrangement with his teenage-years crush very, very appealing. But you know what they say about what happens the minute you stop looking for love...

#stucky #steve x bucky #stucky-weekstuckyweek2023stuckyweekshrunkyclunkscaptain americasteve rogerssteve x buckystuckybucky barnesao3ao3ficfanficmodern bucky barnes #stucky-week #stuckyweek2023 #shrunkyclunks #steve rogers #bucky barnes #ao3 #ao3fic #fanfiction #modern bucky barnes #captain america steve rogers

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oh-i-swear-writes · 2 years

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More Than The Sum of Our Faults

Hi guys! Time for another fic for me - it’s a three-parter which will all be posted this week for the @shrunkyclunksbang. As you can see from the gorgeous banner I was (once again) partnered with a fabulous artist, the lovely @lemonadeswift who went above and beyond. The master post to their art is HERE.

Anyway, without further ado...

When Steve Rogers adopts a dog he rescued from a collapsed building he realizes that due to the nature of his job he needs a dog sitter. Enter Becca Barnes, owner and sole proprietor of Happy Hounds, a dog walking and sitting service that comes Sam-Wilson-approved.

What Steve didn’t bank on was the gorgeous owner of his dog’s best puppy pal who happens to also be Becca’s older veteran brother, and he certainly didn’t bank on running into the man - quite literally, let alone falling completely in love with him.

Chapter One

#shrunkyclunks #shrunkyclunks bang #Steve Rogers #captain america steve rogers #Steve Rogers x Bucky barnes #Bucky barnes #Veteran Bucky barnes #stucky fic #stucky fic rec #fic rec #my writing #oh I swear #lemonadeswift #dog dad Steve rogers #dog dad Bucky barnes #idiots in love #meet cute

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between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place · 2 years

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em, congrats on a year and 200k! what a milestone! for the celebration, how about shrunkyclunks + "be careful what you wish for". congrats again, sending you all the celebration cheer! <3

Hiii!! Tysm for the prompt and the cheer! My brain immediately started spinning on this one. And then it spun for quite a while. And then we ended up here. (I'm just gonna link this one on AO3, because, well ...)

They Say You Shouldn’t Meet Your Heroes, 4k, M

(Ps. I was debating with myself about the rating it's really more of a T+)

Summary:

Tempting fate or not—Bucky found it a tad overdramatic of the universe to respond by sending an army of aliens to invade New York.

Turns out, the universe was one dramatic bitch.

Bucky Barnes is having a bad day—as is most of New York—and it doesn’t exactly improve when some yahoo in patriotic spandex crashes into his workshop. But then the yahoo returns, and he’s both very familiar and nothing like Bucky expected.

#em's fic-a-versary #stucky #stucky fic #shrunkyclunks #stevebucky #modern bucky barnes #captain america steve rogers #writing things #alpine the cat #because how could I not #meet ugly

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imtryingbuck · 7 days

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Too Late part two

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader. Fem!Reader x Conrad (whoever you picture)

Summary: part two of Too Late

Word count: 2,613

Warnings: angst. fluff. lies? Steve makes an appearance.

Part 1

Masterlist

Now in the two years since she had left she finally felt at peace, she found herself.

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For close to a year Conrad would visit Y/n in her little sanctuary that sat alone in the woodland area, for those months Y/n didn’t trust him of course she didn’t he was a member of Hydra, the bad guys who spend years and years destroying the goodness that was James Buchanan Barnes, destroyed and killed those that didn’t bow down to them and abide by their rules.

And while yes Conrad decided not to put a bullet in her head like she had asked for him to do, choosing to open her eyes to the betrayal, he chose to give her a second chance in life he was still the guy apart of a terrible organisation.

Even though she didn’t trust him she did have to admit that she appreciated his help, appreciated his company. Every time he visited he brought supplies and food for her, he even showed up once with a van that had a ray of different livestock in the back so she could start a little farm up like she had wanted to do.

Y/n tried, she really did try to not get too comfortable with Conrad but he was just so easy to talk to about everything and anything, she appreciated that he never once mentioned Steven and his betrayal with Natasha. She hated how funny he was, she hated how much she missed him when he left to go back to the monstrous organisation that was Hydra. Hated how he occupied her mind when he wasn’t there helping around the house fixing things and only accepting a nice cold glass of homemade lemonade from her.

She definitely hated how much he looked so attractive when he chopped fresh firewood for her.

She especially hated that.

It wasn’t fair, he was supposed to be the enemy yet he had treated her better in those few months than anyone had ever.

It had been exactly four months, three weeks and two days since Conrad had last been to visit and she hated it. Though she had the many animals to keep her company she had to admit she was kind of going a bit crazy.

Molly the cow would look at her like she was insane when Y/n would be perch upon on the wooden little stool that Conrad had made for her, talking to the cow as she milked her. Y/n swore that one time the black spotted animal rolled her eyes at the woman once.

Y/n walked into the pigpen fussing over the month old piglets that were the most precious little things she had ever laid eyes on. When her leg was knocked she looked down to see Grumpy, named perfectly for his grumpiness, she patted him on his head telling him to hold on for food, chuckling lightly when he snorted in response. The moment she finished putting the food in the trough she heard the unmistakable sound of a car coming up the gravelled driveway.

Nobody had ever come up to where she lived apart from…

“H-he’s back” she mumbled to herself before dropping the bucket with a clank and running out finding herself nearly tripping over her own foot when she had to turn back around to shut the gate of the pigpen.

Running to the front of the house she saw the same car Conrad always came in, her eyebrows pulled together when she saw two figures sitting in the front, as the car got closer her heart started beating faster as she noticed Conrad and another figure she had come to know because of Steve.

“Y/n-“ Conrad shouts as soon as he gets out of the driver side door “-god I’ve missed you” he jogs over to her and wraps his arms around her frame, pulling back when he notices she doesn’t hug him back but is staring at the other person who stands by the car. “I can explain everything I promise”

“It’s nice seeing you again Y/n.”

Two sets of eyes moved back and forth as Y/n paced around in front of them. One was nervous the other didn’t care about her reaction, well lack of one. Conrad went to speak but the other person in the room shook their head.

“Y-you lied-“

“I didn’t lie-“

“You didn’t tell me the truth!”

“Because I couldn’t, I’m sorry Y/n”

“It’s true Y/n. He couldn’t tell you the truth”

The truth being that Conrad was never a member of Hydra but a SHIELD agent. He had been undercover for four years. There were a handful of agents that were sent undercover and Conrad was one of them, the plan was to take Hydra down from the inside.

From what Conrad had said that it had worked, they had successfully captured members of Hydra one by one.

“Bu-but your meant to be the enemy”

“Yet you trusted him”

Y/n’s eyes squinted at the man sat next to Conrad “I understand that I’ve got real bad judgment when it comes to trusting men Fury”.

“I understand your confused but to be honest Conrad never lied to you-“

“I’ve been thinking he’s the bad guy from the moment he kidnapped me!”

“And yet you trusted him enough to let him come into your home”

“I-shut up. Okay so why are you telling me now?”

“I’ll let him fill you in on that. I’m going to go, it was nice meeting you again Y/n, truly. Goodbye”

Y/n watches Fury stand up fixing his trench coat before nodding to both of them then leaving. Taking the car with him. Leaving with a promise, promising her that Steve doesn’t and will never know that she’s alive.

Conrad’s eyes never moved away from Y/n, patting the seat next to him sighing a breath of relief when she sits. “I’m sorry for not telling you the truth about me, I wasn’t allowed to.”

“No I understand, sorry for overreacting”

“You didn’t-“ he chuckles “I missed you”

“I missed you too”

“So I erm I-I told Fury I want to retire and he’s accepted it, bu-but I was wondering i-if you would have me, here I mean”

“You want to say here? With me?”

“I haven’t got any family anymore a-and I feel happy here”

Conrad hated the silence that followed, he was about to tell her that it didn’t matter, that he would still come to visit, that he was sorry for overstepping when she finally spoke.

“We’ve got piglets. They are the cutest things ever, want to come look?”

“”We”?”

“Well yeah you live here now so…”

He moved so fast wrapping his arms around her, bringing her into his chest. Mumbling thank you over and over again.

In a way Conrad went off script when he took Y/n from her shared apartment with Steve, it was Hydra’s plan all along. The plan was to find a way to destroy Captain America. They had heard from a Hydra agent that was undercover with SHIELD that America’s golden boy had a girlfriend but was cheating on her with the black widow. The plan was to use Y/n as a way to get Steve to stop destroying their ‘hard work’. They were going to blackmail him, telling him that they won’t tell Y/n about his straying ways as long as he did what they said.

It was foolproof as the double agent told them that Steve was in love with Y/n.

Even though he had been cheating on her with someone she thought was her friend.

But Conrad knew that Hydra would hurt her just to get Steve to break. And that wasn’t something he could stand by and watch so he told the team he had been in charge of that he had gotten word that it was time to go ahead and kidnap Y/n. He did have to admit that it was admirable that she put up a fight against ten men who were ten times bigger than her, he hated it when Mitch punched her.

Due to having eyes on him he had to act as if the tears that were coming out from her pretty eyes wasn’t bothering him when she watched her boyfriend and friend sleeping together. When the Avengers showed up he couldn’t stop his eyes from rolling as Steve tries to make a pathetic attempt at explaining his betrayal. He did have to force himself to stifle the laugh that tried to make its way out when Natasha had tears in her eyes hearing that she meant nothing to Steve.

Conrad’s heart clenched at hearing that she was pregnant because she had already asked him to kill her, a thing that he agreed to do even if he didn’t want to. But hearing that she had lost her unborn baby made his heart clench even harder.

Getting her out of the rundown facility was easy as his team were to focused on keeping their eyes and guns trained on the Avengers. Getting her to the farmhouse that sat alone in the middle of nowhere was easy even if she was driving him mad when she kept asking him where he was taking her.

Fury found out that it was Conrad that had ‘killed’ Y/n a few months back when he had to meet the man to talk about how the progress was going. Fury was angry. He had met Y/n a handful of times he thought she was sweet, nice, definitely didn’t deserve to have her life to be ended the way it was. That was until Conrad told him the truth.

For the four months, three weeks and two days since he hadn’t seen her it had drove him insane he wanted so badly to reach out to her and let her know that he was thinking about her, that he was definitely coming back to her. Fury made him go no contact with her until the dust settled around them.

Conrad begged Fury not to let Steve know about Y/n being alive or where she was, Nick wasn’t a stupid man he knew that Conrad had clearly grown fond of Y/n. Finding out what Steve had done, he gave the man pacing around in his office his word. Steve would never find out.

“Con! We’ve got a runner!” Y/n screamed trying to chase after one of the pigs who decided to make a run for it. “She’s coming your way”

“I’ve got eyes on her! I’ve got her!” He cheered picking up the animal, who actually sighed in defeat.

“Shes so fast it’s unbelievable”

“I know, she was on a mission to get away” he laughed placing the pig back down into the pen.

“Her mission fail- what?”

“I love you”

“I love you too”

“Gimme a kiss- wait…”

It had been two years since Conrad had joined Y/n at the farmhouse after retiring, in those two years Conrad had confessed his feelings for her, he understood that she probably needed some time since how her last relationship had ended so he was completely shocked when she jumped into his arms and kissed him. Through them two years they lived happily in complete ignorance of the world around them.

“What?” Following Conrad’s eyes looking up at the sky she frowned. “That’s one of SHIELD’s jets Con…”

“I know. Stay close to me okay”

“Obviously”

They watch in silence as the jet lowers on the field just at the back of their home, the door comes open and the ramp begins to descend. They share confused glances at seeing no one making an appearance, when someone finally stands in the doorway Y/n gasps.

It’s been four years to that day since she last saw him. Those four years weren’t kind to him honestly. His hair was longer and he was even sporting a beard. He looked bigger in muscle though his face was slimmer, his once bright blue eyes were now sunken and dull.

“H-how did he find us?” She whispered unable to move her eyes away from him.

Steve Rogers had found them.

And unfortunately was now making his way down the ramp.

Since Y/n had her eyes trained on his approaching figure she didn’t notice the rest of the Avengers making their exit from the jet. Even Loki and Bruce were there.

“You-you made out that you’ve been dead for four years and yet here you are shacking it up with the enemy” his voice was deeper than it use to be.

“How did you find her?” Conrad asked standing in front of her, not liking the way Steve’s eyes moved up and down her body.

“You let me believe that you was dead baby, for four years I’ve-“

“What are you doing here?” She cut him off.

“Fury. He’s not as sneaky as he thinks.”

“Why are you here Steven?”

“I want you back” Steve states as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“Not happening. Leave all of you”

“Baby I made a mistake-“

“Don’t come any closer Rogers. I mean it” it’s now Conrad’s turn to interrupt him. Steve cocks his head to the side and laughs. But does as the other man says.

“He’s Hydra baby-“

“He was undercover for SHIELD. Please leave now”

“Is that what he told you?”

“It’s what Fury told me. Leave”

“Just come home okay, I can be better please baby I love you”

“I’m already home. Tony, Bucky please get him gone”

Bucky looks at her with an unreadable expression on his face “it’s nice to see you again Y/n/n. Come on Steve she’s happy here let-“

“No. No because she isn’t. She can’t just run away and pretend she’s dead-“

“You was cheating on me Steven. With my so called friend as well. I’m happy here, I don’t want you anymore”

“Natasha meant and still means nothing to me baby, it was a mistake, one that I want to make up for. Please just come home”

“I don’t care, I stopped caring about you and her a long time ago. I won’t ask-“

“Just come home!�� Steve shouts cutting her off.

“She is home! Just leave and move on”

Standing there Steve shakes his head slowly before looking back up to Y/n. “D-do you really love him?”

“I do”

“Does he make you happy?”

“He does”

Nodding, defeat and acceptance written on his face. “I really am sorry for everything I did Y/n, I-I never wanted to hurt you, I’m sorry truly.”

Leaving Conrad’s side she walks closer to Steve, standing in front of the man who she loved so much, the man who broke her heart. “I forgive you Steve, I’m happy now. Conrad is a great person and he makes me happy”

“I’m glad. I-I’ll always love you Y/n. Goodbye” Steve says before walking backwards and turning around to walk up to the jet. Everyone all except Natasha nods or waves to Y/n before following their captain.

Watching the jet leave Conrad moves closer to her wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. “You alright my love?”

“I’m more then alright, come on I’m starving and let’s not forget I am eating for two”

Hand in hand with Conrad she walks into their farmhouse seeing the positive side to seeing Steve again, it felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

At first Steve cheating on her was the worst thing that ever happened to her, but now four years later she was finally happier than ever before with the man who loves her and their unborn baby.

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