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#f: captain america: civil war
micjimbles777 · 24 days
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Alone Together By Fall out boy
Is So Me and Wanda “Age of Ultron” / “Civil War” Era Coded
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vase-of-lilies · 9 months
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It's Been a Long Time
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❀ WandaNat x Reader (f)
❀ Warnings: SMUT, desperate sex, separation, cannon typical violence, oral (r receiving and w receiving), shmexy toys, use of a strap-on, poly!relationship, pet names (baby, honey, sweetheart), tattooed reader (just a small one on her chest), nats and Wanda's mommy milkers, overstimulation, body worship, lots of orgasms, this is just super smutty and I hope you like it lol, sadness, tears, angst, captivity (not of reader), mommy kink (not MDLG), use of a butt plug and lube, female masturbation, voyeurism(?), threesome, lots of aftercare, kisses, fluff, and goodness!
❀ Request: SMUT! smexy, depraved smut with lots of overstimulation, body worship, oral, orgasms, and toys, just allll the slutty and smutty goodness 🤤 
❀ A/N: I really hope you like this one! I set it after Captain America: Civil War when Nat exposes everything about the accords and herself, and Wanda goes to the prison on the ocean thingy. So they both go home to their girlfriend who just misses them like crazy:( 
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When you heard the news of the Avengers getting caught, your heart broke. The two women you loved were a part of the team, and their getting caught was the first thing on your list you were worried about, besides them getting killed, of course. Natasha and Wanda had fallen for you when you approached them while they were having coffee one morning. You had noticed that Wanda had dropped her wallet, so you quickly went to return it to her. 
Unbeknownst to you, that day would change the trajectory of your entire life. The two women would smother you with their eternal love for you, take care of you when you were sad, love you when you had a hard time loving yourself, and leave you alone when you wished. They understood you, knew you, and just loved you. They showed their love in different ways;
Wanda showed it through words. Telling you how beautiful you are, saying she loves you, holding your hand in public, kissing your head when you woke up every morning. Natasha, she was a little different. Being more conservative and hidden, she showed her love in smaller ways. Protective looks at someone who is looking at you, gifting you flowers she picks from the compound garden, and tickling your back during movie nights. 
Unfortunately, both women knew what they signed up for when they decided to join the Avengers. They put the people of their city before themselves. It was heroic, and you loved that about them. They were admirable and inspiring. Even when Wanda made a mistake with her powers, you still loved her. Even when Natasha turned her back on you and Wanda, you still loved her the same as well. 
As you were watching TV, an emergency broadcast sounded, and you watched in horror as the Avengers were seen being escorted onto a large plane, going only god knows where. Clutching the shirt-sewn pillow, you hold it close to your heart, silent tears falling down your cheeks. Wanda looked heartbroken at what was unraveling, and Natasha looked defeated as she was escorted into a police car. 
You glared red-fiery bullets at Tony Stark, who stands with Vision, Spider-Man, and other people you thought were your friends. They were watching their team get captured, rendering the city in danger as the most powerful of people were locked away. Reaching for your phone, the first person you call is Wanda. No answer. Next, you call Natasha. No answer. In a fit of desperation, you call Tony. 
"What the fuck did you do?? Why are you doing this??" You scream into the phone as you hear Tony's smug voice on the other side. He sighs and lets you scream at him. 
"Y/n, listen to me. They are a danger to-" You didn't let him finish.
"They are your fucking team, Stark. You are more dangerous than all of them combined! They have friendships that can never be undone, promises that can't be broken, lovers-" your voice cracks and you whimper. "Fuck you, Stark. Fuck you, and fuck your so-called morals." Before he got a chance to respond, you hung up the phone. 
The channel changes on its own, and you see Natasha's picture on the screen. A headline below her says, "Natalia Alianovna Romanova, the assailant behind the escape of Captain America." You shook your head, knowing they wouldn't arrest her if it was on her watch. She would be on the run, and with everyone knowing who she is, she won't be coming home to you. 
Wanda, you didn't know where she went or what happened to her. You prayed and begged someone, anyone, to bring them back to you. But nothing, no matter how hard you tried, they were nowhere to be found. 
It would be weeks before you showered again. You were staying up late every single night worrying, researching, and calling people, trying to find where your lovers were. You tried looking for the sightings of Natasha, but no luck. You tried finding out where Wanda was by tracking the plane number you saw on the TV. But no luck either; it was military-protected. But one day, an unknown number called you. Immediately you picked up, not caring who it was. 
"Y/n? This is Rogers. I can't talk long, but Wanda and Natasha are coming home. I have them located, and they are both safe. Give them time, but soon." 
You sighed in relief and responded, "Where are they? Please, I need to know; I need to know where they are!" 
Steve was quiet for a second, "I'm sorry, I can't disclose that information right now. Give them a week, and they'll be home, ok?" He waited for a response, but you hung up and threw your phone to the other side of the room. 
You were angry and worried about your girlfriends. Steve was a little help with the burner phone call, but it still made you infuriated that he didn't tell you where they were. You knew that he couldn't be tracked fully with a burner phone, but you didn't know what technology Stark would use to capture him again. 
Just like Steve said, it would be another week before you would see them. So you cleaned yourself up a little bit. You showered, tidied your room and the rest of the apartment, and decided to cook an actual meal—a simple [enter your favorite easy meal here] dinner for you and your lovers. 
That is, whenever they came back to you. 
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You had got through the week Steve said they would be here, but they still did not show. Maybe they forgot about you? Maybe they didn't love you anymore. Those were the thoughts coming through your head 24/7. After the phone call with Steve, you felt something. You felt a spark of hope and were confident they were going to come home, yet they didn't.
But the day came when they finally did—the day started as every other one, in bed, unmotivated to do anything. You had gotten in the habit of staring at the picture of you, Natasha, and Wanda in central park. You were squished in between the two of them, their lips connecting to both of your cheeks as you smiled in the middle of them. It was your favorite picture of you three, as it brought back memories from the "good ole' days."
You had found that showering washed the pain away for a temporary time. The water flowed down your skin with ease and, in turn, felt like you were a new woman. Today was no different. You got in the shower, and like every other day, you continued to pray and beg anything for your lovers to come home. With every bubble that fell through the drain, you counted your wishes. It felt useless trying to hope for them to come home anymore. But you knew you had to keep trying. 
After you got dressed, you went to the kitchen for some breakfast. [Enter your favorite breakfast food here] sounded amazing, and once you made it, it hit the spot. You were in your thoughts for a long time before you noticed a small knock at the door. You figured it was a package you ordered, so you answered it. 
To your utter surprise, Wanda and Natasha stood right in front of you. In the flesh, alive and breathing. Wanda was in a musty blue jumpsuit, and Natasha looked like she was in hiding, her red hair growing long over her shoulders. You stared in disbelief at the two women in front of you. Not sure if they were real or not. 
"I-is it you?" You whisper, tears prickling in your eyes. Wanda smiled, lifting her hand to cradle your cheek. 
"It is, sweetheart. We're home." Wanda responded, a sad smile painted on her lips. 
You let out a sob and wrapped your arms around the two of them. You hid your face in Natashas' chest as you pulled Wanda closer to you. "Wh-why did you leave? Why didn't y-you come home?" You whimpered, your voice muffled by the soft material of Nats' maroon shirt. 
The two women looked at each other, and Natasha took the lead. 
"We were caught in the wrong place at the wrong time милая (honey), and we had to go away for a little bit." She said, giving your head a soft kiss as she ran her fingers through your wet hair. You sigh in relief as you feel Wanda give you a reassuring squeeze, and you look up at her as well. 
"Are you both ok? Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?" You ask quickly, pulling away and scanning the two of them, running your eyes over their body and looking at their faces to see if they wince in pain anywhere. You feel lighter as you see them shake their heads, and you grab their hands and pull them inside. Inside their home, where they belong with you. 
"I saw it all happen, o-on the news… I wish I could have been there t-to help you somehow. I just f-feel like I sh-should hav-have done something." You cry, sitting down on the kitchen chair you pull from the table. 
"Baby, please don't feel that way. You didn't have to do a thing. We made a sacrifice so that you would be safe. So don't you dare take the blame for any of this, do you understand?" Wanda says, kneeling in front of you and taking your hands. Her thumb rubs tender circles on the backs of your hands. 
You nod in understanding and look down at your hands in sadness. "I just missed you both so much. I thought you were never coming home." 
Your small voice breaks their hearts, and Wanda cups your cheeks, pulling you in for a passionate kiss. Gratefully and happily, you return the kiss, wrapping your arms around her neck to bring her closer to you. Natasha kneels next to Wanda, and after pulling away from Wanda, you lean over to the redhead, kissing her lips with just as much passion. "My god, I missed you both so much. I was going insane without you two here."
They both smile from below you, and each takes your hand in theirs. "We've missed our baby, and I think we all need a bit of relief from our time away…." Natasha smirks at you and Wanda, and in sync, you both nod. Understanding what she is saying in an instant. 
They pulled you to the bedroom, their eyes never leaving yours. They tenderly laid you down on the bed, placing your head gently on a pillow. Both pairs of hands explore your body as if it is a newfound land that no one has laid eyes on before. Your shirt comes off, and you are left bare for them. They both pause as they look at you from above. 
Wanda speaks first, "Did you get this while we were gone, baby?" Her soft fingers trace the fine line of a tattoo in the valley of your breasts. The lines connect to make three naked women intertwined together, all holding each other tightly. A heart at the crown of each woman's head and you right in the middle. 
"It's beautiful, honey. Gorgeous." Natasha says, leaning down to kiss along the ink lining your skin. "I've missed this body, your scent, just everything about you милая (honey)." She talks, her lips kissing down your belly to the waistband of your silk shorts. 
Wanda sits at your side, smiling as she kisses your lips, holding onto your hand as she moves down your neck to your chest as well. She takes one of your perked nipples into her mouth, smiling as a moan escapes your throat. You haven't been intimate in so long, and it felt so good to feel this close to your lover again. "O-oh.." You let out a small gasp as Natasha gently pull your shorts down your legs, a hum coming from above you as Nat looks hungrily at your soaking wet pussy. 
"So wet, baby. Is this all for us?" Nat asks, softly raking her fingers over your inner thighs, coaxing your legs open even more. You nod in response, your cheeks heating up at how exposed you are. "I need a taste…." She whispers, and Wanda nods at her. 
Natasha lays on her belly, spreading your petals wide open. Slick strings from her fingers as she prods at your hole, and you moan softly. She licks a long stripe from the bottom of your cunt and circles around your clit, making you squeeze Wanda's hand tighter. 
Her mouth feels so fucking good on your pussy, and you arch your back, pushing your breast further into Wandas' mouth. She rubs your other hardened nipple in her fingers; like a bud of clay, she's rolling into a perfect ball, and pleasure courses through your body. Your wiggling body makes it hard for Natasha to focus, and Wanda takes note of this, so she moves to straddle your lap, keeping your lower body still. 
Your eyes close as both women dominate you, Wanda pleasuring your breasts as Natasha eats you out like she's never before. You grasp the sheets in your hands, your orgasm coming closer and closer until it hits you. As you cum with a shout, Natasha enters two fingers inside of your clenching cunt, smirking as you squeeze her fingers extra tight from not cumming in so long. "So delicious, милая (honey), so fucking good." She whispers from in between your legs, your juices covering her lips. 
"Have a taste, my love," Nat says, sitting up and removing her fingers from your pussy, moving them up to Wandas' lips. She closes her mouth around Nats' fingers and moans softly. 
"Mmmm, baby, you taste like strawberries and cream…" Wanda says, smiling down at your fucked out face. A thin sheet of sweat covers your forehead, and you return a smile. 
"J-just for you, Mommy…" you whisper, your breath coming in small pants. Nat chuckles lightly and crawls to your side. "And you too, m-mommy…." you add, making sure Nat feels just as much love. 
"Oh, baby, did you think we were done? No, no, no, we have so much to catch up on." Wanda smiles and kisses your lips in a sloppy, desperate kiss. While she is devouring your lips, Natasha makes her way to the closet. She reaches for the box marked "toys" and smiles at your messy handwriting. As she opens the box, she takes out your favorite [enter favorite color and desired size] strap, a powerful vibrating wand, and her favorite toy to torture you with; the ruby-like jeweled butt plug that fits your ass like a glove. 
She turns around with the supplies in her hands, and to no one's surprise, you had managed to get Wanda down to her bra and panties. Her jumpsuit was discarded on the floor by the bed. With her lips glued to yours, Wanda takes your hands and pins them above your head, wanting all of you under her control. You smile as your noses nudge against each other as she pulls away for a second. You look up at her, and your eyes flick from hers to her lips. "You always take my breath away." Nat smiles at your moment with her and sets the supplies at the end of the bed. 
"Alright, it's time for the real fun," Nat says, smiling as she removes her shirt and jeans. You sit up with Wanda sitting next to you, but you are quickly stopped in your tracks as Nat gives you a look that immediately pushes you into submission. As you lay back down, Wanda runs her fingers through your hair, and Nat climbs between your legs once again. 
You watch in anticipation as Nat buckles the harness to her hips, the false cock bobbing in front of her. She rubs her hand over your pussy lips again and gently enters your hole with her finger. Stretching you out to make sure that her cock fits perfectly inside of you. As Wanda sits above you, she continues to brush through your hair with her fingers, something she does as a gesture of love while Natasha takes charge of both of you. 
Nat smiles and seductively holds up the bejeweled butt plug, and you whimper softly, knowing how much you love it yet loathes it at the same time. Natasha would completely understand if you said no to something and would respect it. But this time, you would allow her to do anything to you. 
She gently holds your legs open and puts your ass on her lap, your legs up by her shoulders. She opens the small bottle of lube and puts a small amount on the metal plug as well as your puckering hole. You jump at the slight coolness of the liquid but relax as her warm fingers rub it in, pushing her finger into your ass with ease. You groan softly, turning your head and hiding your face in Wandas' leg. 
She smiles at your shyness and tickles your arm to soothe you as Nat works your ass open for her.  
"Come on, baby, loosen up for me; you used to take me like a champ," Nat says, pushing her fingers in a little deeper. You moan in response, feeling like you haven't been stretched out like this in ages. Well, you haven't, but it still felt like the first time all over again. "I know you can do it, honey, come on, let me in…" she whispers, gently moving her other hand to the top of your cunt, rubbing small circles on your sensitive button to help you relax. 
With a whimper coming from your lips, you relax your lower body in hopes of assisting Nat. With luck, she pushes her fingers to her knuckles and smirks. "Good girl, that's our good girl," She coos and smiles as she pushes her fingers in and out of your tight back hole. "She's so good, isn't she, Wands?"
Wanda hums in agreement, her fingers teasing your nipples once again. "So so good, the best girl." She smiles down at you, chuckling softly as your face contorts into a face of pleasure. You bite your lip and whine at the sudden empty feeling of Nats' fingers leaving you. But you are quickly full again when Nat pushes the plug into your ass, the jewel nestling right between your ass cheeks. 
Nat smiles at her work and rubs your skin softly. "It fits perfectly… red suits you милая (honey). My god, you are so beautiful." She looks over you adoringly and leans down to press a kiss to your bent knee. As she kisses closer to your cunt, Wanda slowly straddles your chest and looks down at you with a smirk. "Do you wanna taste baby?" You nod eagerly, and you link your arms around her legs to pull her closer to your mouth. 
Her pussy drips right over your mouth, and you can hardly contain your excitement. You pull her down to your and suck hard on her clit, making her moan and grip the bed frame in front of her. She arches her back, grinding down on your mouth with pleasure filling her veins. Lust fills her system, and she reaches back to pull on your nipples again, smiling at the vibration of your moans against her clit. 
Natasha leans back as she watches you devour Wanda and smiles as she plays with herself in return. She rubs her clit with her fingers, but it just isn't enough, so she reaches for the vibrator that sits next to her. She turns it on and sighs in relief as she presses the bulb to her aching clit. Throwing her head back in pleasure, she watches the two of you through hooded eyelids, smirking as she matches the movements of Wandas' hips, circling the vibrator one way and then the other. 
Once you sense Wandas' orgasm starts to form, you smile as her moans fill your ears like music, and you gently push your fingers in to help her with that final push of pleasure. She gasps, as does Natasha at the end of the bed, both women coming to their high at the same time. The two of them moan loudly as they both cum, and Wandas' hips come to a stop as she takes in a deep breath. "Oh, baby, you were hungry, weren't ya?" She chuckles and scoots down, leaning over your chest to kiss your lips, tasting herself on her tongue at the same time. 
"Mmm, you taste so good, Wands." You whisper against her lips, and you smile as you take in her soft kisses in return. As Natasha finishes, she hands the vibe to Wanda, who turns around on your belly, so now she is facing Natasha, who has spread your legs wide so they both have unlimited access to your most intimate parts.
Wanda spreads your pussy lips apart and licks small circles on your clit while Natasha pushes the tip of her cock into your hole. Already being stretched out, Nat knows you can take all of her. She places her hands on your thighs and pushes further inside your wet hole, slowly filling you up to the brim. You moan loudly, and you squeeze Wandas' hips as she straddles you. 
You hear the click of the vibrator switch, and you jump as you feel the vibrating against your puffy clit. A loud moan escapes your lips, your legs shaking in response as Wanda circles the vibe in all the right ways. Natasha moves her hips in a smooth rhythm, pulling endless pleasure from your cunt with each thrust. With Wandas' skilled hands with the vibrator and Natashas' cock stretching you out perfectly, you are in a state of euphoria for the first time in a long, long time. 
Your first orgasm hits you like a semi-truck, and you see white. Your pussy walls clench around Natasha's cock like a vice, and your clit pulses against the vibrating head held in Wandas' soft hands. And they are far from done, you know that; Wanda knows that, as does Natasha. They continue to push you to your limits, torturing your cunt in the most loving way possible. 
Your second orgasm hits just minutes later, and your juices squirt from your pussy and onto the sheets just under you. You let out a loud moan and squirm underneath Wanda. "One more, baby, one more just for us." She encourages and turns the vibrator up to its highest setting. You whimper in response, your red puffy cunt getting its last bit of pleasure. Natasha thrusts in and out of your pussy faster, and you are pushed to your third and final orgasm. 
As you are cumming beneath your two lovers, they share their love with a long and loving kiss. Their tongues fight for dominance in the other's mouth. Finally, with gentle care, they move their focus to you. Wanda removes the vibe from your quivering clit, and Natasha slowly removes her cock from your soaking wet hole and gently pulls the plug from your ass. She teases you by pulling it out just a little bit, then pushing it back into its spot again. But finally, she pulls it out and leaves your ass a gaping hole. 
Once Wanda moves from your belly, she begins cleaning everything up, the toys, the pillows, blankets, and other things while Nat helps you. 
Nat smiles and sighs as she massages the skin of your ass and guides you to calm down. She puts her hand gently on your heaving chest, and you follow her breaths as she silently tells you to copy her. You breathe with her, your senses calming down at the moment until you are fully at peace. 
As you lay fucked out, Wanda lifts you into her strong arms, carrying you to the bathroom to clean you up. While Wanda sits you on a towel on the counter, you lay on her chest as Nat fills the tub up with warm, soapy water. Wanda chuckles at your tired look, your slouching body, and your droopy eyes. "We missed you so much, baby. I couldn't stand another day in that stupid prison without you." She says in a soft voice as she wipes your face with a warm washcloth.
You lean into her gentle touches and hum lightly in response, too tired to form complete sentences. Nat chuckles and lifts you into the tub with her, Wanda getting in on the other end and the two women caging you between their entangled legs. "It is so good to be home… to be home with our girl," She says as she holds out her hand for Wanda. 
Wanda solemnly agrees and squeezes Nats' hand, and as your head rests against her breasts, she kisses your forehead. "We won't ever leave you again, honey. Never, ever again. We promise." Wanda nods and softly rubs her hand over your leg, soothing you as you hide your face in Nats' chest. 
You knew that was a promise your two lovers would keep. It was a promise that would never be broken, despite the challenges that were faced in their everyday lives. They loved you far too much to see you heartbroken, and they swore never to leave you broken again.
Ever. 
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Which MCU Steve Rogers Captain America uniform is the best? I didn't include every uniform, due to some (like Age Of Ultron and Civil War) being quite similar.
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averysmolbear · 9 months
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A Second Chance
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CW: This is pretty self ship coded. It's vaguely fluffy so not really a need for a ton of tags, I'd think. It's a female reader fic. I'd say the reader and Pietro would be around in their twenties. It's definitely part of a possible series of one shots so it's the beginnings of a friends to lovers type situation. The only thing that could be maybe triggering is the kind of vague mentions of Pietro feeling "trapped" and the reader is there to kind of psychoanalyze him to a certain degree. I'm not sure how else to word that honestly.
Fandom: Marvel/MCU
Pairing: F!Reader x Pietro Maximoff
Word count: ~2.3k
Just a quick note that this would be well after Age of Ultron and I don't care if it's unrealistic, Pietro survived what happened in that movie because I said so (and yeah, that means this is the MCU version of Pietro, not the one in the X-Men movies) so prepare to suspend your disbelief or something. Or don't. I can't tell you what to do. This also means that the reader works for whatever entity really kind of popped up after AoU that the Avengers would sort of be working for before Captain America: Civil War.
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Pietro Maximoff felt like an animal trapped in a cage. He didn’t know why they were keeping him locked away. He had healed and was ready to get back out into the world. He felt like they had to know this, especially with all of their incessant poking and prodding. Whenever he asked someone anything, his questions were brushed aside and they would reassure him that he would be out of there before long. And then the cycle would repeat and Pietro would be left alone in the sterile room that reminded him of his time with HYDRA more than he let on.
It wasn’t the fact that he was getting antsy that pushed Pietro to ask when they were going to let him out. His sister needed him, didn’t she? At this point he was starting to doubt that Wanda was aware he was alive, although maybe that was the reason they were keeping him inside. Maybe they weren’t sure how to break it to her that Pietro had survived. It didn’t matter what the reason was though because he knew that eventually they were going to have to let him out and he wasn’t going to waste any time getting as far from this place as he could when that time came.
He paced the length of the room, moving at a natural speed for once. When he first woke up and was moved to his current room, he would run from one end of the room to the other. It didn’t take long before Pietro realized it wouldn’t do him any good. He wasn’t getting out and it only wasted his energy to zip around the room. At the moment he didn’t want to waste any energy on running around the small space but he felt that pent up energy building up and he hated that he didn’t have a proper outlet for it.
When someone knocked on his door, Pietro ignored it. It was common for someone to knock before dropping off food. If it was a doctor, they would enter without his permission anyway. He waited for the slot in the door to open and a tray to slide on to the ledge on his side of the door. It seemed too early for lunch but it wasn’t as if the speedster had any concept of time. He didn’t know how many days had passed, losing count quickly. He didn’t have the patience to keep track after a week had passed but he assumed he had been there for at least a month, maybe longer.
There was a second, more insistent knock on the door and this time Pietro moved cautiously but curiously toward it. No one knocked more than once and he thought that the sound held some level of urgency to it. His head tilted slightly as he listened at the door, not sure he would be able to tell who was on the other side if he tried. Someone knocked again and with a sigh, Pietro finally asked who it was. It was clear they wanted his attention and now they had it, not that he cared too much about who it might be.
“Pietro?”
He noted that the voice wasn’t familiar but it was soft and feminine and youthful. It wasn’t someone he had met before, as far as he could tell. They sounded hesitant which caught his attention more than the knocking. Not many people around this place were hesitant around him. Most seemed to know that there was security everywhere and he wasn’t a threat. He stepped closer to the door when he noticed the little slot had opened. He could see someone peeking inside but he didn’t recognize them. Pietro didn’t say anything but he did place a hand on the door, closing his eyes for a moment.
“I’m going to assume you can hear me, Pietro,” you continued. You cleared your throat. “My name is (y/n). Can I … can I come in?”
Pietro’s brows furrowed but he quietly backed away from the door. His new visitor had him too curious to not let her inside. He moved over to the bed and sat down but didn’t speak. He could be at the door and out of the room before anyone realized what was happening but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Still he was being stubborn, not wanting to give anyone anything that they could use against him. If they were going to try to use him for who knew what, Pietro was going to make them work for it.
You walked in, opening the door wide enough to be able to slip in. The heavy door slammed shut behind you, making her jump as you heard the door lock, but you didn’t look back at the door. Your eyes were intently fixed on Pietro as soon as you saw him. Someone on the other side of the door gruffly told you that you had 15 minutes before they would come in and you muttered a curse under her breath. 
Pietro noted that when you had whispered, it hadn’t been in English and for a moment he wondered what language it was. It sounded roughly like Sokovian but not enough that he was certain he recognized the language. He wasn’t curious enough to ask however. You bit your lip as you stayed near the door, looking him over slowly.
Pietro folded his arms across his chest but still didn’t speak. Instead he fixed you with an intense glare, his brows pulled tightly and a scowl on his face. You were pretty, which he noticed immediately, but he wasn’t going to let them lull him into a false sense of security. He might have been a flirt but he wasn’t an idiot. He wasn’t sure who had taken him in, SHIELD or HYDRA, and Pietro wasn’t sure he trusted either of them. That meant he wasn’t sure if he trusted you since he had no idea what your intentions were.
You swallowed thickly as your gaze turned down toward the floor. You weren't trembling but you looked close to it as you slipped your hands into the front pockets of your jeans. You stayed close to the door, timidly glancing at Pietro before looking away when your eyes met. Clearing your throat, you found your voice. “My name’s (y/n),” you repeated, not sure if he had heard you. Your gaze flitted around the room now to avoid making eye contact. “I’m here to talk.”
Pietro rolled his eyes, his arms still folded across his chest as he let out a sigh. He wasn’t sure he trusted that you were as timid as you seemed. It could have been an act. The fact that you seemed afraid of him annoyed the speedster as well. It wasn’t like he was going to hurt you. “I’m not feeling very talkative,” he bitterly said. “After all it’s hard to want to talk to people who keep me locked away in a cage.”
“Oh …” You looked up and stopped short at the look on Pietro’s face. Your lips curled up in a brief smile, trying to show you were there to help. Your hands fell to your sides and you shook your head. Your face softened as you took a couple of steps away from the door although you still kept some distance between yourself and the speedster. “I … I don’t think that’s what they’re trying to do here, Pietro.”
He watched as you moved toward him, his arms falling to his sides. He was still cautious so he stayed where he was, not wanting to let his guard down too soon. He especially didn’t want to let his guard down to a pretty face only to have it backfire. It was better to keep a bit of cautious optimism for the moment. Pietro wasn’t sure what you were doing there after all. He hoped that if he said as little as possible, you would tell him what he wanted to know. It seemed to be working so far although he wasn’t sure if you were as concerned about him as you appeared to be. He supposed it would be easy enough for someone to fake concern.
You swallowed hard again and took another couple of steps until you were standing at the foot of the bed where Pietro sat. “I can’t help you if you won’t let me,” you softly said, your gaze still locked with his for the moment. You bit her lip and nodded to the bed, finally glancing away from Pietro. “May I sit?”
Pietro silently nodded and watched as you carefully sat down. You seemed like you were both terrified and worried. He wondered which would take precedence, although it seemed like it was going to be your concern for his well-being. He felt his features melt into something less intimidating but he didn’t speak, still not sure he could trust you.
Even if part of him wanted nothing more than to trust you. Pietro knew, in the back of his mind, that he could use a friend.
You sighed, reaching up to tuck some of your hair behind your ear. “I’m sure all of this has been very difficult for you. I don’t doubt that it feels a lot like we’re keeping you here against your will,” you said, nodding your head slightly as you spoke. “I know that you have no reason to trust me but I promise that I won’t lie to you, Pietro. If it was up to me, we’d be having this talk somewhere much more comfortable than this.”
You waited for Pietro to speak and when he didn’t, you let out a nervous laugh. Your eyes roamed his face before you looked at your hands as they rested in your lap. You were too nervous to hold eye contact with him for long. “I don’t have much time but I wanted to introduce myself. I’m going to be coming by every day and I won’t stop trying until you open up to me,” you explained. 
You looked up and frowned at the distrust you saw in Pietro’s eyes. “I know how that sounds but I’m not going to try to break you. I’m barely a licensed therapist but that’s why I’m here. I need to evaluate you before they’ll agree that it’s safe to …” You shrugged, gesturing toward the door.
“Before they let me out of my cell.”
You looked up, your eyes widening as you shook your head. “No, Pietro. This isn’t a cell. You’re here for your safety,” you said, your frown deepening. “After what happened, well, no one was sure how you were going to react to being … alive.”
Pietro narrowed his eyes again and sighed, shaking his head. He wasn’t going to let you tell him to trust you and then freely give you that trust. He knew your name but he didn’t know anything else about you. Clearly you knew about him or you wouldn’t have been there. He didn’t like being at a disadvantage like this. If you wanted his trust, you were going to have to earn it.
You bit her lip as Pietro sized you up, your cheeks heating up as you took a deep breath. You glanced toward the door briefly, knowing your time had to be dwindling faster than you would have liked. It wouldn’t be long before someone told you that your time was up and you knew you had barely gotten Pietro to speak to you. When you looked back at him again, you smiled shyly. “We have all of the time in the world. As much time as you need. So tell me how I can win your trust, Pietro.”
Pietro shook his head, shifting his weight as he moved away from you. He didn’t like the feeling of being psychoanalyzed, even if you claimed that you were ‘barely’ a therapist, and he didn’t like that you had piqued his interest. He leaned against the wall at the head of the bed, trying to look disinterested. “It doesn’t matter.”
“It matters to me,” you said with a quick shrug. Your voice was gentle and a bit timid. You tried to smile as you watched Pietro process what you were saying, hoping he would believe you. “It matters to my boss and his boss. It matters to a lot of people. If you can’t trust me, I don’t know when they’ll let you out of here. I just want to help get you out of this room and out somewhere that doesn’t feel so stifling.”
Pietro laughed humorlessly, rolling his eyes as he looked away. He wanted to trust you. He wanted to get out of this room because he was tired of staring at these same four walls. The problem was that Pietro didn’t know where to begin so he figured he could keep feigning disinterest until you told him something that made him feel safe with you. You seemed unassuming but it didn’t mean you were. Pietro was well aware of that.
“I’ll come back later and see if you feel more talkative then,” you said with a nod. You slowly stood, pausing as you watched Pietro. Your smile grew a bit as he looked at you but it was still timid. “I think we’re going to get along if you’ll trust me. I think we can help each other actually. You just have to trust me.”
Pietro watched as you walked to the door. He debated for a split second whether or not he should push you aside when the door opened to let you out but he stayed where he was. He was still staring at the door after it closed behind you. He didn’t know if he could trust you but there was something that was telling him to try. Maybe it wouldn’t lead to anything but if he could get out of this place, he knew he couldn’t keep being so stubborn about this for long. Eventually you would stop trying and Pietro wasn’t sure what would happen to him after that. 
He wasn’t sure he wanted to find out either.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/52669738 by kotka0 “Are you worried I would ruin it? Look, that’s fair but you went to school for me. You had to deal with everything, and I’m sorry about that, but isn’t it only fair that I return the favor?” Tony huffed. He wasn’t making this any easier for him, and he certainly wasn’t giving up without a fight. “Kid, you wouldn’t ruin anything. And second, you deal with that every day. There’s nothing to be sorry about. But… I just don't want you to be me.” That didn’t come out as intended. Peter snapped, obviously hurt, “What does that even mean?” He studied Tony’s - or well, his own - face, trying to figure it out. OR Peter and Tony swap bodies right before Christmas. Dealing with their own lives is difficult enough without having to live each other’s. Words: 2654, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Happy Hogan, Steve Rogers, Flash Thompson Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Peter Parker & James "Rhodey" Rhodes Additional Tags: Bodyswap, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker Gets a Hug, Christmas, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Domestic Avengers, Not Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Compliant, Post-Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), Post-Movie: Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Teen Peter Parker, Pepper Potts Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Irondad, Flash Thompson Bullies Peter Parker read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52669738
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dad Loki x teen half elf and half Jotun reader x Avengers (featuring Peter)
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Age:14 reader Chan is an Elf/Jotun hybrid from Alfheim she's the last of the light elves after the dark elves invaded and ends up on earth meets the team, Peter and her long lost father and is growing fond of life on earth, btw civil war never happened, Peitro lives, and Loki is living in the tower because Odin and Frigga didn't want him to rot in a cell happy Thanks giving.
Nick Furry is standing in front of the interrogation room looking through the window to see Maria Hill talking to a young S/T (skin tone) pointed eared girl with H/C thigh length hair and nose length bangs, E/C eyes, and a F/S (face shape) face.
She had on a pastel F/C tunic, black leggings, black knee high boots, black elbow length fingerless gloves, a silver circlet on her head and silver hoop earrings on her pointed ears.
He saw that she was cooperating as he sees her lips moving and Maria smiling and nodding her head with occasional wide eyes.
"How you think it's going sir?" Agent Philip J. Coulson asked his boss walking in with three cups of coffee and a cappuccino "I say it's going good with the way it's going the kids cooperating well." as Furry says this he takes a cup and Maria walks out with the girl behind her "So, what's the info we got on our guest here?" he asked Maria handing her one of the other cups "btw the cappuccino is for the kid." Phil said handing the young girl the cappuccino "thank you." she said blowing on it to cool off "her name is Y/N Astriddottir, she's from Aflheim, her mother was killed by the dark elves when they invaded her planet eight years ago, she knows nothing of her father, and she has cryokinesis, shape shifting, teleportation, sharp eyesight and hearing." Maria listed making the two men surprised but sad at the fact that she lost one parent and never meet the other "Should we do a DNA test sir?" Phil asked.
Before Furry could answer a familiar voice is heard "hey Furry we're here." they turned to see the worlds mightiest hero's arrive "who's the kid?" Clint Barton aka Hawkeye asked pointing to the young elf sipping her hot drink "I'm Y/N Astriddottir." she said her voice melting their hearts "we are about to do a DNA test to find out who her father is." the avengers had curiosity in their eyes "her mother died eight years ago and she never meet her father." Phil told the avengers "Well what are we waiting for? Let's do that test." Tony Starks aka Iron man said enthusiastically.
Y/N sat on a chair as Bruce Banner aka the Hulk draws blood from her arm.
After waiting for a few seconds he takes the needle out and puts a bandaid with a cotton ball on the spot "we just have to wait for the results!" Bruce said to the man you know as Furry who nodded.
A few hours later:
the sound of a small printer is heard as a long strip of paper comes out of the scanner "all right let's see who Y/N's dad is" Tony said as Bruce takes the paper from the scanner. "HE'S HER DAD?" Everyone screamed in horror as the name of your father appeared to be the god of Mischief "Loki is her dad? The Loki who tried to take over New York and killed me once?" Phil asked in terror "I can't believe Reindeer games has a kid." Tony said in shock "looks like she's half Elf and half Frost giant." Maria said "guess she's Y/N Lokidottir." said Steven Rogers aka Captain America.
The horror of you being the daughter of Loki was cut by the god of Thunder Thor Odinson "she's my brother’s child? that means. I HAVE A NIECE." he said excitedly as he picks you up and tosses you in the air earning a laugh from you "Loki isn't gonna be happy about this." Natasha Romanov aka black widow said making everyone nod.
Outside S.H.E.I.L.D H.Q:
You and the avengers are about to enter the car when an all to familiar arachnid themed teen hero swings by "hey guys and new girl." he said blushing at you "Man of spiders, meet Y/N daughter of Loki." Thor said making Peter's eyes wide.
Your POV:
as my new uncle introduced me to the Man of Spiders Mr Tony cuts in "kid, shouldn't you be in school?" He asked making the boy's eyes widen even more "oh shoot, I have my science test in a bit and lunch is almost over, BY MR STARKS, GUYS, and Y/N." he said swinging away as if he was being chased by a Chitauri "what am I going to do with that kid?" Mr Tony asked face palming "that's what kids do, they give you grays" Mr Clint said "let's get to the tower to face Loki" Mrs Natasha said.
At the tower:
We enter a giant tower with the word "Stark" on it.
I was in awe at the decor making the avengers chuckle "well kid welcome to your new home." Mr Tony said with a proud smirk "but first let's get you to your father sweetheart." Mrs Nat said as all of us go into a small room.
As the room move I see all of New York and my new uncle Thor telling me about my father making me excited to meet him more.
We finally exit the tiny room but as we did I see a man with Black shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes in green and black clothing with Gold armor sitting on a couch reading a book "is that my father?"  I asked Mrs Natasha who nodded "BROTHER WE HAVE SOMEONE WE LIKE YOU TO MEET!" Uncle said loudly hurting my sharp but sensitive ears "you fool I'm right- who is this elf child?" He asked anger turning into confusion and pointing to me making Uncle Thor smile "Brother this is Y/N Astriddottir your child, well she's actually Y/N Lokidottir now." Uncle said happily but everyone else face palmed while my "father" was frozen "Astrid had a child and didn't tell me?" He asked in shock looking me up and down but as I was about to open my mouth he bolted out of the room making me go on the verge of tears "Mr Stark, Mr Loki requested no one disturbs him, he needs some time alone." a strange voice said "THANKS FRI." Mr Tony said "don't feel discouraged little one he just needs some time to think of this." Uncle Thor said "does he not, want me?" I asked "of course he does sweetie he's just surprised by this." Mrs Nat said "ohh hey look Spidy is here." Mr Sam said as we see the boy from before but with his mask off making me blush 'by Odin's beard he's perfect.' I think to myself.
Peter's POV:
I entered the avengers floor to see Y/N with the Avengers by god she was pretty her shiny thigh length H/C hair, her E/C colored eyes, her S/T colored skin and her F/S Shaped face in other words she was gorgeous I smiled at her my face flushed "hey I don't think we had a proper introduction, I'm Peter, Peter Parker." I said re introducing myself making her smile "Y/N Astriddottir well, Y/N Lokidottir since I finally meet my Dad." she said in a voice that could put Princess Leia to shame "ah Peter I see you two already became friends, why don't you two go out maybe do some shopping Y/N needs new clothes." Mr Starks said giving me one of his many credit cards "wow thanks Mr Stark." I said happily glad that I finished my homework early "come on Y/N and while we're out I'll take you to my favorite sandwich place and introduce you to my friends." I told Y/N happily taking her hand.
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Everyone smiled as the two teens exit the tower together "only been here for about three hours and she's already making friends!" Clint said happily making his teammates laugh "I don't like the way they looked at each other." Loki said making the Avengers jump "Reindeer games, how long were you there?" Tony asked the god of mischief who replied "long enough to see them blushing at each other." everyone looked at each other it was clear that Loki is already protective of Y/N "Brother your alright with the fact that Y/N is your daughter?" Thor asked his younger brother "I'm still in disbelief that Astrid had my daughter but didn't tell me. I missed out my daughters life I doubt she'll want anything to do with me." Loki said in sorrow "I think she does, I mean when she saw you she was exited to finally meet you for the first time." Steve said fondly of the young hybrid "Capsical has a point, Point break told her the positive things about you." Tony said gesturing to the oldest avenger "plus Peter will protect her at the mall he is spider man after all." Clint said making everyone nod "and if it makes you feel better I put a tracking chip on her tunic just incase." Natasha said.
At the mall:
Y/N, Peter, MJ and Ned were having the best time of their lives shopping First they went to Boscoves for jeans and a few shirts, Journeys for vans, MJ took her to Victoria's Secrets for under garments, swimsuits and other things a girl needs, and finally they introduced her to hot topic where they got her graphic tees, accessories, and stuff to decorate her room with but before leaving they went to a book store so MJ can get a new book but Y/N saw some she liked so they got those.
After a long afternoon of shopping they are at Peter's favorite sandwich place having lunch "this is amazing." Y/N said happily munching on her sandwich "yeah they are the best sandwiches in queens." Peter said happily "yep Loser 1 is right!" MJ said bitting hers "so Y/N Where are you from?" Ned asked making Peter and MJ curios as well "ohh I'm from Alfheim realm of the light elves, but I'm actually half elf and half Jotun." the youngest teen said making the older teens eyes wide "I thought you were cosplaying when I saw your ears." Ned said "I actually saw that they are real when I saw them twitch a bit." MJ said "That's sooo cool" the two boys said "hey while it's light out let's head to the tower to decorate your room." Peter said.
At the tower:
The Avengers are sitting in the living room watching TV but Loki is always glancing at the time "Parker should have been back with my daughter by now!" he said angrily "relax Reindeer games Nat put a chip on your child. Plus they are almost here along with MJ and Ned." Tony told Loki for the one hundredth time "Mr Starks we're back." Peter said as he, Y/N, MJ and Ned exited the elevator with lots of bags making everyone eye wide from the Boscovs, Journeys, Victoria's Secret and Hot topic bags. "Geez I didn't think you'd go crazy." Tony said looking at the bags as Loki ran to Y/N and began checking her for injuries "Dad I'm fine we only went shopping then we went for food." she told her father making him sigh in relief "she's all ready giving you grays." Clint said making everyone laugh but Loki roll his eyes.
"Hey Mr Starks where's Y/N's room? we wanna help her decorate it." Peter asked Tony who smiled and lead them to a futuristic looking door.
The room looked futuristic but plain at the same time but they could work with it "alright let's Start decorating." Peter said happily as all four of you took the room decorations you brought from hot topic.
Two hours later:
Your room was now butterfly themed since they're your favorite insect with your walls being F/C thanks to your powers and after decorating you used your powers to put all your clothes, shoes, accessories and books away but organized.
"That was fun!" Ned said happy with the work, "yeah I see you love F/C and butterflies Y/N." MJ said sitting at your desk making you smile "they are my favorite insect, my mom and I use to go see them in the meadows of Alfheim." you said happily but sadly remembering one of your favorite memories with your mother before the invasion "hey since it's still early let's show her some movies." Peter said excitedly "hey Pete your aunt called she has a last minute business trip sooo your staying the night, oh I see you guys helped Y/N decorate." Tony said looking at the decor of the room then Loki came in "I see my daughter loves butterflies." he said walking in but stopped at the neatly organized shelf of books "and reading!" he said grabbing one of her new books.
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I sat in the living room with Peter, MJ and Ned.
We are watching something called Star Wars, I love it so far we already watched three movies but MJ looked at her glowing box thing "hey it's almost eight we better get going." she said as Ned soon looked at his own glowing box "yeah we have our science test tomorrow." Ned said "ok then I'll walk you to the lobby, I'll be back Princess." Peter said but as he relies what he said we both are blushing "Son of Parker go take them to the lobby." my dad said looking like he was holding back rage.
Not waisting anymore time Peter, MJ and Ned ran out of the room. With them out of the room Dad turns to me with a very stern look on his face "you are never to see that boy again." When he said that I got furious "AND WHY NOT?" I yelled making my skin and eyes turn blue and red and him angry "don't use that tone of voice with me young lady, I am your father and what I say goes you will stay away from Son of Parker end of discussion." I stormed to my room and screamed "YOUR NOTHING HOW UNCLE THOR DESCRIBED YOU." and slammed the door in anger.
No ones POV:
Loki stood there in anger, trying to cooldown his temper as his skin and eyes turned blue and red from the rage "brother, perhaps you were a little harsh on her!" Thor said as he walked into the living room with the other Avengers "I agree with point break, I mean the kid lost her mother and home eight years ago, what she needs is you and to interact with other kids." Tony said as Loki is debating on building a relationship with you "you two just got off the wrong foot, She's really a sweet and polite kid." Natasha said "and a great prankster." Peitro said walking in with a pie on his face "She is definitely your kid alright." Clint said.
Your POV:
I lied in my bed clutching my pillow and biting my lip in anger for my so called Dad "jerk face." I say in anger until I heard knocking "Y/N,the others told me you went to bed early, so I came to tell you good night." I hear Peter say making me shout out "GOOD NIGHT." I hear Peter's footsteps leave my door. I lied there for a little more and started dozing off.
In the morning no one's POV:
You wake up to the sound of FRIDAY's voice "Mrs Lokidottir. It is time for breakfast." You slowly got up with a Yawn, went to shower, brushed your hair and teeth and got dressed.
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In the dining area:
the avengers, Loki, Bucky and Peter are about to eat when Friday interrupted "Mr Stark. Mrs Lokidottir is coming." She said to her creator "Thanks Fri." Tony said to the AI as you walked in "ohh speak of the elf there she is." Clint said nudging Loki who was starring at your outfit "That skirt is to short!" Loki whispered "Brother please. You agreed to make amends with Y/N." Thor reminded his brother "I highly doubt she even wants anything to do with me. I mean we only just meet yesterday." Loki whispered forgetting about your great hearing "Dad I do want to spend time with you, I always wanted to meet you ever since I've heard the stories about you from mom, including the one when Thanos brainwashed you to get the tesseract." As you say this Loki is crying on the inside because what you said made him emotional but the avengers can see right through him.
With time you lived happily with your new family.
You helped uncles Bruce and Tony in the lab along with your best friend Peter, go on runs with uncles Bucky, Steve, Sam and Rhodas and big brother Peitro, meditate with Big sister Wanda, Trained with aunt Natasha and uncle Thor, shoot arrows with uncle Clint and practice how to use your powers and reading with Dad.
Loki enjoyed parenthood ever since you came into his life he became more opened and stoped using sarcasm so much (he still has his silver tongue).
But what you and Peter enjoyed most was pranking him and the others "WHO POURD DYE IN MY SHAMPOO?", "WHO SWAPPED OUR CLOTHES?", "WHO SET FRIDAY TO ONLY SAY HAMBURGER?" You and Peter are hiding in the vents laughing super hard while taking Pictures to send to MJ, Ned, Wanda, Peitro and Furry (who is laughing super hard."
Bonus ending:
Nick is looking at the picture Peter sent him it showed Natasha with hot pink hair, the guys wearing each other's cloths, and an audio of FRIDAY answering to Tony Hamburger "I love those kids!" He said laughing while sending it to the other shield agents who are laughing.
When Tony fixed FRIDAY's settings she ratted you and Peter out. "Peter no lab for a month."
Tony said "Y/N your stripped of your powers for a month." Loki told you.
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Stucky Bingo Round-Up #16 (January 22nd - 28th)
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Near Me... by kahey2804 Square filled: G3 - Sunset Ao3 rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Fluff, domestic fluff, just add kittens Summary: Feel the love Format: Art
Where Were You When I Was King in This Part of Town? by Voylitscope Square filled: O3 - Silver Fox Bucky Ao3 rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply, Age difference, alcohol, smoking Major tags: Age difference, hook-up, workplace romance, porn with feelings Summary: Bucky'd like to cut himself a little slack, he really would. After all, finding out Steve is sixteen years younger than him had been a shock. But Bucky also doesn't like to let himself off the hook for his mistakes. So, he'll be honest about it: dismissively referring to a guy he'd hooked up with, in his office, less than 48 hours ago as a kid? A guy he works with? A guy he still really likes? Yeah, Bucky's gonna go ahead and rank that one nice and high on the list of his all-time stupidest love-life moves. (Or: Bucky probably shouldn't have sex with Steve in his office, continue having sex with Steve after he learns how much younger than him Steve is, start actually dating Steve, or fall for Steve hard and fast. Unless, of course, Bucky should absolutely do every one of those things. ) Format: Part of a multichapter fic
Forgotten But Not Lost by cherriontop Square filled: G2 - Forced Longevity Ao3 rating: Mature Warnings: Rape/non-con, non-con, canon violence, canon brainwashing Major tags: canon compliant, top steve, bottom bucky, brainwashing Summary: In 1945, Bucky Barnes falls off a train and into the hands of Hydra. For seventy years, they erase all traces of who he is, until he's nothing but a killing machine. Or so they think, until one fight with the man on the bridge helps bring back the man he knows is hiding within the Winter Soldier. Format: Medium oneshot (1000 - 5000 words)
Coming Up Aces by moodymelanist Square filled: N5 - Bets Ao3 rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply, Drinking Major tags: AU - Modern Setting, Kissing, Suck and Blow Game, Getting Together Summary: Steve and Bucky attend one of Tony’s parties. Little do they know how all their friends are conspiring to get them together… Format: Medium oneshot (1000 - 5000 words)
Keep on Breathing by @Andrea1717 Square filled: O1 - Asthma Ao3 rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply, Asthma Attack Major tags: Pre War Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Asthma Attack, Fluff and Angst Summary: Steve is sick and Bucky cares for him. Format: Short oneshot (300 - 1000 words)
Going Back Under by singthebeginningofmoana Square filled: O5 - Cryo Chamber Ao3 rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply, brief mention of attempted suicide Major tags: Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Wakanda, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Fluff and Angst Summary: Steve struggles to cope with Bucky's decision to go back into cryo. Format: Medium oneshot (1000 - 5000 words)
Talk about a dream, try to make it real by SomeSortofItalianRoast Square filled: O4 - Kink: Clothed Sex Ao3 rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Clothed Sex, Lingerie, Threesome - F/M/M Summary: Darcy and Bucky indulge Steve with his clothed sex kink, allowing both of them to imagine what Darcy looks like in a fancy set of lingerie. Format: Medium oneshot (1000 - 5000 words)
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Care to share some random fanfic facts?
Sure!
In no particular order:
Reader is the most common character across all fics tagged M/F, but #6 for fics tagged F/F and not in the top 10 for fics tagged M/M
"Reader" is tends to be written as female--even when the character they're being shipped with is female
Peter Parker & Tony Stark is the most common (platonic) ship in all fics tagged Gen
There's only one fic (that I can find) tagged "Not Captain America Friendly" that predates the film Captain America: Civil War--and I'd bet that that tag actually post-dates it
Slash (M/M) fics tend to be, on average, more explicit than M/F or F/F fics--except for when one of the characters in the relationship is a Character of Color
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"Worth all this" - Bucky Barnes x f! Reader (Angel Salvadore) / requested by anonymous
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This takes place after Cap: Winter Soldier and before Civil War, I know her character doesn't live but she's still alive in this.
Word count: 2.1k
You arrived at the SHIELD base in the midst of chaos, as you saw countless agents running in different paths, in addition to the high security that inspected the place. Of course Bucky Barnes would be responsible for installing his own Armageddon on HYDRA's biggest rival company. When you got the call from Steve Rogers, you didn't expect to hear about the Winter Soldier again, or at least, not in that way.
Captain America was waiting near the entrance next to Sam Wilson, who kept an unfriendly expression, considering that what he had in mind was not exactly trying to save Barnes, but killing him to avoid another massacre.
When you got closer, Rogers handed you a comm to keep in touch, and Wilson introduced himself as you have never met them before. Until then, you only knew about the Avengers from the TV and from all the conversations you heard. You greeted them both as the base crumbled around the three of you.
“So, what's the plan?”, you asked, your wings were ready for the battle that would begin in search of Bucky, who was out there nowhere to be found. Steve sighed, a shadow of regret flitting through his eyes as he spoke about the man who used to be his best friend during the 2940s, and before the super serum.
"Bucky wants to destroy SHIELD, he's in contact with HYDRA", he replied with disgust. You already knew about the feud between the two, you knew that during the last decades, the soldier has been in charge of working in the organization's operations. Especially because, not much more than three years ago, you faced him during an assassination attempt before definitively joining Magneto.
“Do you have a plan?” When you questioned the two men, they were getting themselves ready. Wilson explained he planned to keep the agents busy and away from Barnes, who was on one of SHIELD's ten floors.
“To capture him and maybe keep him in cryo. The only way to stop him, for now, is to freeze him," Rogers sounded bitter. It wasn't exactly what he wanted to do with his former friend, but his brainwashing made it impossible for anyone to get that close. And you knew that.
As you walked through the aisles, you started focusing on a plan that wouldn't involve killing him or even getting yourself killed, which was most likely to happen. You spent almost over fifteen minutes looking for Barnes, when Wilson warned you and Steve that the soldier was in one of the rooms, getting some drive and documents for HYDRA.
Watching all around yourself as you had the impression of seeing his shadow through a door and lowered your pace, you decide to slowly walk as you reached a door on the other side of the aisle. You got a pocket knife out of your combat boot and traced his metal arm.
If you could hit one of the engines, it would slow him down a little. Your tattoo from your back turned into wings, giving you more time to figure out how you could stab his arm in silence. The Winter Soldier, on the other hand, would notice any noise from a certain distance, so that would make him become way more alert than the usual, but you didn't know until you aimed the knife and shot it against him.
The robotic arm calmly reached the object and, in a sharply sudden movement, he threw the knife back. You looked to your left side, the sharp device taped to the wall still quivering. Barnes kept you a machiavellian glare, and ran when he saw the elevator open.
"Shit", you thought, wings nimble in an attempt not to let him get away. Inside the cubicle, you grabbed him around the neck with your legs and pinned him hard against the wall, throwing punches at his face and, unsuccessfully, at his shoulders. He was rock hard, and his left arm kept an almost crushing pressure on your leg. He didn't want to kill you, you could tell, at least from the way he held you.
Until that moment, that was what you tried to rely on, but he threw you against the elevator's wall and pressed his metallic hand against your neck. Bucky still had the same murderous look, the blue eyes sporting a paler, less vivid color. As you panted trying to get all the air you could into your lungs, you tried to hold it together on him, both hands wrapped on his collar to keep it from being choked. You had, you know, a greater weapon than any other object. Acid saliva would be a great ally, but you didn't want to use it to solve the problem.
"Bucky, it's me. Angel, remember?", you asked in a sincere tone of voice, keeping your eyes on him. For a second, his eyes flickered, his pupils dilated and on the back of his mind he could tell he saw you before. The soldier didn't show any emotion when you explained who you were.
"I don't know who you are", he replied in a thin voice, his left arm removing the space in your glottis, making you feel suffocated.
"Oh, but you'll remember", you used the moment to your advantage and dispersed him hitting your knee into his stomach, pressing the button for the elevator door to open. Barnes hesitated for a few seconds, but he pulled himself together as soon as he saw you, while you were running to take him to where Sam would be waiting for him.
"Angel, do not engage," Steve snapped into his earpiece, but you were too busy getting out to avoid being forced to death by the Winter Soldier.
"Too late, Captain. Do any of you know the code with the letters? I'll speak in different words with a letter between them. He's got a ultrasonic ear", you asked. The way you had of communicating with the two of them without Bucky knowing what it was about was strange, but it might work.
"What?" Cap didn't seem to understand, but Wilson got the message.
“Oh, she's going somewhere,” he said. "What's the plan?".
"I'm trying to get you to the helicenter," you explained, as you took a deep breath. "He's very difficult to engage, but I'll try to do it my way".
"If it's necessary, use that acidic saliva on his face at least once", the Falcon said it in a playful way and you laughed. Rogers was worried about his friend's attitude, but he found out it was only a joke to try to break the tension.
"Okay, I'll use myself as bait. Try to track me down."
Sam managed to use one of his mini drones to reach you, since you were five floors above them and the helicenter was two floors away from you.
You used your wings to keep yourself in the air as you were throwing several kicks and punches, while he tried to get rid of the attacks. Barnes was never able to control the brainwashing, and as much as he was trapped inside himself with no way to get rid of the Winter Soldier, he had no other option. What he could do, though, was hold himself out and control his mind to not kill you.
While shooting kicks and punches at him, you brought him to the nearest floor, guiding Steve and Sam, who have already followed the way to find you. Bucky used all his strength and the suspension down with the metal arm, knocking you to the ground.
"For God's sake, Bucky, it's me! It's me, Salvadore," you mentioned when you noticed him keeping the pressure around your neck tighter. The man's grimace frightened you, and you thought about giving up and abandoning him to run away. But if he ran away, countless people could die and you would be the one to blame. He stood millimeters away from your face, one hand still around your neck, while the other one he used to search in his holster for his own weapon.
"I. Don't. Know. Who. You. Are", he repeated the words, as he slammed your body against the ground.
"So I'll help you", you were thinking for a few seconds, but used his distraction to your advantage, while you tangled your legs around his robust body, forcefully taking the gun from his hand. Already loaded, you fired the gun beside Barnes' ear, who recoiled just enough for you to collide with the man's head, shoving the gun on him. You got rid of his weight as he fell beside you unconscious, and you saw Rogers and Sam running towards you.
"We heard a gunshot, is everything ok?", Cap asked as soon as he crouched down, in a protective tone, checking on you. Sam studied the unconscious Barnes and celebrated.
"It was either that, or my acidic saliva," you playfully explained.
Bucky woke up feeling a huge weight on his head, his ear was ringing, and one of his arms was trapped in a vibranium cuff. He looked around, the room quite distinctive compared to a standard hospital room. SHIELD had their eyes on him, but at that moment, the three of you were alone with him with the help of Sharon Carter. The soldier let out a grunt in response to the throbbing pain in his head. He looked to the left side and saw you sitting in an uncomfortable chair, while looking at the full moon through the window.
He sighed, he was tired and he knew he remembered her from the first moment she appeared. On the other side of the room, Steve and Sam approached him, both with their arms crossed.
"Bucky?", the blonde asked, he nodded with his head down. Steve stared at Sam, both looking at each other, and Salvadore got to her feet, getting closer to the bed.
"You wore newspapers in your shoes," he replied, amused but still bitter. Rogers knew that no one would know as much about him as his former friend.
"Good to see you again, Bucky", you looked at him and received a pleading look. Your faces spoke to each other. "Do you remember me now?"
"I remember everyone," the tone that came out of his mouth couldn't almost be heard. His face was still staring at the floor. "All the ones I killed and the ones I almost killed."
He glanced at Steve and Sam, the last time they saw each other was at the assassination attempt with the Hellicarriers in Washington. At the time, Barnes brought Cap back from the water, where they both nearly drowned.
Both Steve and Wilson noticed you would like to talk to the soldier in front of you and left the two of you alone in the room. You dragged a chair next to him and sat down.
"Next time you don't cooperate, I'll do as Sam said", your hand reached the shoulder of his bionic arm, where you deposited a suggestive slap, he laughed softly.
Barnes looked up and stared at you, blue eyes sparkling, flickering. You noticed how different he is when he's brainwashed. His pupils, hiding the ocean behind all of that darkness he had. When he's James Bucky Barnes, you're able to see through them, as clear as water.
"Thanks for saving me. I don't know if I'm worth all this," he said. You understand that living inside a head like his leads to endless questions about life, getting second chances, receiving your redemption.
You bit your inner lower lip and placed your hand on the man's chin, lifting his neck in a demonstration that he cannot lower his head and bow down for HYDRA to control him.
"That's not you, Bucky. You're here and now we're going to help you get out of this whole thing."
"All they have to do is say the damn words, I have no control over that", the taste in his mouth was bitter, and so was the tone in his voice.
"You'll be fine," you assured. With his free hand, he took yours. "I'll let you rest".
On an impulse, as you made your way to place a kiss on his forehead, he pulled your neck up and laced your lips with his in a lingering, wet kiss.
The air in the room seemed to have dissipated and it seemed increasingly difficult to breathe during those few seconds. With his forehead against yours and his hand tangled in your hair, Barnes let out between his lips on yours: "I can't thank you enough."
You knew you did the right thing when you decided to agree to help Steve and Sam capture Barnes. You knew that there was an exchange of energy before that had been there for a long time, bound to happen at any moment.
The first time around, things didn't work out the way they should have, but you knew the man behind the Winter Soldier, you knew that behind that stout body, that metallic arm with the imprint of his long past, he was worth all that.
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Can you do a third and final part of That Moment? I can imagine Y/N and Pietro being horrified when John Walker gets blood on Captain America’s shield and being relieved when Sam gets the shield back and becomes Captain America again. I’d like to see Y/N and Pietro bonding with Sam’s sister and her kids in the scene at the end of the show where everyone has dinner at the pier.
who wouldn't like to see y/n and pietro bonding with sam's sister and her kids in the scene at the end of the show where everyone has dinner at the pier
part two / masterlist
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Despite all your best wishes, the road doesn’t stop there. Not for you, not for Pietro, and certainly not for the mission ahead. You still have battles to win, the Flag Smashers to take down, and above all, John Walker to tolerate. Man, you cannot stand the guy. You may lecture Pietro all you want about keeping cool around the Captain America pretender, but you’re fairly certain that you’re no better.
The main thing that bothers you about him, you realize as you walk further into the Latvian streets, is his sheer hypocrisy. Walker won’t stop spouting off about how he wants nothing more than to make Steve Rogers proud, how he’s doing his best to perform before an audience that is begging to see him fail. He sets himself up to be a tortured saint, a martyr before the masses. It’s a shame that this isn’t actually the case, and you’ve now had firsthand experience to prove this.
The little things make themselves even more obvious the longer you stay by Walker’s side. He’s arrogant, as brash and loud as a frat boy with double the pride. The worst part is that Walker is certain that he’s right. He can’t see a world in which he isn’t doing the right thing. That scares you a little, to be honest. No one should be that sure of themselves, especially when they’ve got all the power in the world now that they’re holding the most famous vibranium shield known to man.
Perhaps it’s just a little too much experience under your belt, making you doubt the guy before you’ve really gotten a chance to get to know him. You’ve been imprisoned in the Raft, after all, you’ve fought other Avengers as a part of that superhero civil war and you’ve watched half your friends disintegrate to ash after you failed to take down Thanos.
All of that history has essentially taught you that nobody, no matter how good or how powerful, is infallible. Even you, Flare, an inhuman with the ability to control energy, can falter in the face of danger. Even your husband, Pietro Maximoff, the fastest man on Earth with enough sarcasm to weather the strongest stone, can find himself lost for words after the greatest defeat the Avengers have ever known.
Walker doesn’t know any of that. Every loss you’ve ever experienced, John Walker saw through a television screen. He’s used to the glory, this hometown hero, he sees a shield and a uniform without knowing how much blood has been cleaned from it. Sure, Pietro and Bucky are going a little hard on him. To be honest, you think they should.
After all, if the guy can’t take some mostly good natured ribbing from his coworkers, then how is he supposed to live with himself after he fails? He will fail, you’re certain of that. Maybe it won’t be here, maybe it’ll be in a month, ten years or twenty, but it will happen. You don’t become an Avenger by winning all the time, you become an Avenger by being able to come back twice as hard after you lose. That’s the part that John Walker doesn’t get. You can only hope that he’ll learn it before it’s too late.
You certainly have enough time to contemplate the matter now; your small entourage has finally located Donya Madani’s funeral, and Sam Wilson has slipped inside long enough to have a conversation with Karli Morgenthau. Hopefully, it will go well. If not, you’ve just sent one of your most trusted teammates to die in drastically outnumbered odds.
This very predicament must be weighing heavily on Walker’s mind, because he won’t stop pacing back and forth, occasionally asking Bucky to move aside so everyone can go in. At last, Walker gives up on his attempted chivalry and tries to just open the door himself.
Bucky straightens up, but as per usual, Pietro’s beaten him to it. Walker scarcely takes a step forward before Pietro speeds in front of him, casually leaning against the closed door as if he’d been there all along. 
Walker scowls. “Move aside, Maximoff. Sam could be fighting for his life right now and we wouldn’t even know it.”
Pietro folds his arms across his chest, as obstinate as always. You love him for it, you always have. “Or, he could be having a most productive conversation, one that would end if we came in guns blazing. Listen, I get you’re not used to all of this, but you can’t just go off whenever you want.”
Walker arches a brow. “What, like you do?”
Pietro’s smirk disappears. “Hey, I was trying to be nice about this. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want us to be nice and let you walk all over us because you’re holding a shield that was supposed to stay in a museum. I know I can’t possibly be the first one to say this, but you’re out of your mind if you think your sudden promotion means I have to listen to a thing you say.”
Walker frowns. “What are you trying to say, Pietro?”
Your husband spreads his hands, back to seeming as casual as he can. You may be the only one who can still see the way his entire frame practically vibrates with nerves. He’s daring Walker to do something, anything. Pietro would love a fight. 
What’s more, he’d win it, which is exactly why he’s egging Walker on. Inhuman abilities aside, Pietro has been fighting all his life. You can’t imagine what it was like to grow up in Sokovia, to know that at any moment your entire world could be ripped away from you. 
Hell, Pietro signed himself up for the Sokovian labs because he wanted an edge, anything to get ahead in the mass conflict that was his entire existence. Walker has no idea what that’s like, but he just might find out if he keeps pushing it.
Somehow, Walker must be able to tell that, because he backs off reluctantly. “I don’t want us to be enemies, Pietro. That goes for you too, Bucky. Even Y/N, although you’ll notice that she’s been far nicer than you two.”
You chuckle. “That’s because I have a better poker face. Pietro says what I’m thinking, trust me.”
Pietro looks proud, Walker looks furious. A wonderful dichotomy. Your good spirits don’t last for long, though. Walker gets more and more irritated, and the second he hears a sound louder than a whisper in the hall behind the door, he pushes past Pietro and tears into the corridor, Lemar Hoskins right behind him.
After that, you find yourself in yet another fight. After regrouping later, you realize that the Flag Smashers have taken Hoskins hostage, which makes Walker all but lose his mind. You, Sam, Pietro, and Bucky launch an initiative to break Hoskins out, or at least keep an eye on Walker while you’re at it. You can’t shake the feeling that something bad is about to happen, and soon enough, you’re proven right.
You’re used to the fighting, the guns, the blood. Even if you survive, that doesn’t always mean you win, or that the rest of your team will live. Evidently this is a lesson that Walker has yet to learn, because when you look up and realize that Hoskins is dead, felled by a Flag Smasher, you know from the stare in the so-called Captain America’s eyes alone that he is experiencing a rush the likes of which he has never known before.
You’re not entirely surprised when Pietro appears at your side about half a second later. Walker looks dangerous, far more dangerous than he ever has in the time since you met him. Pietro’s hand is on your arm protectively, ready to keep you safe if anything should happen. However, you’re not the one who should be afraid right now; Walker’s gunning for any Flag Smasher in sight, and they’re running as fast as they can to escape his wrath.
Walker jumps out of a window to catch up to a retreating Flag Smasher. You and Pietro exchange looks and then immediately follow him, you using your powers to let you float down to the ground through the open window and Pietro running to the bottom of the building in a matter of seconds. The two of you race through the surrounding courtyards, then come to an abrupt halt when you see what has happened.
It is sickening. That’s the best way you can describe this butchery before you. Walker looks more animal than man, all traces of humanity gone. His arms are raised above his head, using the bloodied shield to brutally murder the Flag Smasher in front of him. You have seen your fair share of gore, but you still lean into Pietro. You’re grateful for his arm around you, keeping you upright.
Pietro looks horrified as well. This is not the behavior of an Avenger, or even of someone wearing the uniform of Captain America. This is what a monster would do, someone so sick and cruel that they would treat another man like they were expendable, not even worthy of a quick death. Pietro has seen terrors, just like you, and neither of you can stomach what you’ve just seen.
Sam and Bucky arrive at your side, just as disturbed as you and Pietro. None of you have to exchange words to communicate what’s on your mind right now: you have to shut this down, right now. You’ve been wondering how long it would take for John Walker to snap, and here it is, right before you. No more of this, you want to say. No more.
You do manage to get the shield back eventually. Sam tries to talk to Walker one last time before the inevitable fight, but it doesn’t work so well. There is no reasoning with a man who would do that, you suppose. There is no soul left to convince.
Some part of you wonders if your life will always be like this, one fight after another. Every job goes south, every mission ends poorly. Every time you have hope that humanity might be able to clean up after themselves, you’re always disappointed. 
Whenever you attempt to turn cynical completely, though, you’re reminded that you’re not alone. Pietro stays by your side every second of the day until the mission ends, giving you space when you need it and holding you when you don’t think you’d survive without that reminder that he’s there for you. It’s good, far more so than you deserve. Pietro’s still working to convince you that you’re worth it. You believe him more than you believe yourself.
It does end eventually, though. The fight at last comes to a halt, and Sam Wilson becomes the new Captain America. For once, you feel content. Sam will do a good job, of that you’re certain. He’s the right man for the mantle, something you and Pietro agree on wholeheartedly.
Also, Sam is a good friend. He invites you, Pietro, and Bucky over to a dinner at the Wilson family pier, and you get to meet his neighbors and friends while the sun sets over the harbor. Some of them recognize you from the news, others from Sam’s quiet recollections. Many have no idea who you and Pietro are. Regardless, all of them treat you with respect and kindness.
You also get to meet Sam’s sister Sarah, who’s just wonderful. She certainly knows about you and your gifts yet doesn’t bat an eye at it, even when she almost drops something and Pietro speeds across a room to pick it up for her before it touches the ground. Sarah is used to this, you suppose, all the trials and tribulations that come with Avengers business. She handles it quite well.
At the end of the day, you find yourself sitting on the pier, Pietro by your side. You have your head propped up on his shoulder, and at last, you allow yourself to take a deep breath. You and Pietro are officially retired, after all, and you get to legitimately enjoy yourselves from here on out. This means freedom, blissful freedom at that.
You have no doubt that the two of you will be called in at some point to deal with yet another problem. You wouldn’t have retired so early if you weren’t sure of that. Still, at least now you’re not the first name being called. Avenging can be a hobby, not a first time job. You and Pietro deserve your sunset, your quiet golden nights. After all, you have the most fantastic dreams set in store for the two of you. All you have to do is close your eyes, and then you’re there.
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One Day and Two Nights
by mleoky
To surrender to the current, the Ancient One sends Stephen not to Everest but to Siberia, where he meets a wounded woman with Captain America’s shield in her hands.
Words: 2758, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Doctor Strange (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Tony Stark, Stephen Strange
Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange
Additional Tags: Female Tony Stark, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post-Civil War (Marvel), During Canon, Canon Rewrite, Genderswap, Healthy Relationships, Tender Sex, Foreplay, A lot of talking, Post-Siberia Scene in Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Protective Stephen Strange, Mild Sexual Content, Tags Are Hard
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46970548
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Unstoppable
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53956933 by riverchic1998 “Is the world ending? Because if not, I don’t care.” Stiles holds up a thumb in solidarity with Lydia’s statement. “Maybe not for me, but it is for you. Last I heard, Stark was on his way to California to see you, my guy.” Stiles blows Lydia’s hair out of his face and doesn’t care about the heel Lydia jams into his leg for it. “What.” “Spiderman’s identity got leaked by the villain flavor of the month. Thor told Jane that Stark was heading to you for help and to get Spiderman out of New York, like yesterday. Literally." ~Sequel to Superheroes~ Words: 1963, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 6 of Superheroes Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Peter Parker, Derek Hale, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Recovery, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, BAMF Stiles Stilinski, Humor, Sarcasm, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), Sheriff Stilinski's Name is John (Teen Wolf), Spider-Man Identity Reveal, Angst and Feels read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53956933
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Finding Rogers. Chapter 1.
Chapter 1: 2024/2015 | Series Masterlist
Steve Rogers x lawyer!OFC/f!reader (nickname Lee) | fluff, mild angst
Series Summary: AU in which Steve comes back the same age to 2023 from returning the infinity stones in Endgame instead of staying in the past, still retiring from being Captain America and passing the mantle on to Sam. AKA Steve Rogers gets a modern-day life/retirement.
Chapter Summary: 2024 – domestic fluff, OFC backstory; 2015 – Lee and Steve meet for the first time
Chapter Warnings: talk of the Blip and displaced people; brief mention of Lee’s family being unsupportive of her life choices; Steve and Lee have a child; brief mention of Lee breastfeeding the baby; stay-at-home dad Steve; domestic fluff; kissing; no physical descriptors of OFC Lee but she has a vague backstory of being from a small town; love at first sight trope
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2024
As Lee drives up the long, tree-lined driveway to her country house in upstate New York, she lets out a relieved sigh when her headlights illuminate the front porch of her home in the late October dusk. Her husband, Steve Rogers, is sitting on the porch swing with their two-and-a-half-month-old daughter in his arms, rocking her to sleep in the crisp fall air. Parking the car in the driveway, she gets out and slowly walks up to them.
“Hi, honey,” Steve greets quietly with a smile.
“Hello, love,” she replies, kissing Steve lovingly before bending down to place a kiss on Lily’s forehead.
“How was your day? You look exhausted,” Steve queries his wife with a concerned look.
“It was good, but I am exhausted. Every new displaced person I meet tears at my heart a little bit more,” she replies, sitting next to Steve on the swing with her head on his shoulder looking down at their child.
More than a year has gone by since half the world was returned thanks to the work of the Avengers, but nothing is normal. Many folks who were blipped still do not have places to live after their homes fell into complete disrepair or were resettled by people who remained. Some folks who weren’t blipped were forced out of homes that used to belong to people who have returned. It’s all one giant mess that is taking many organizations and many people a lot of time to try and fix in a just and ethical manner in the face of an unprecedented situation.
Lee is an immigration lawyer working out of New York City. She helps people who were displaced by the events of the Blip, although that’s not how her career started. Back in undergrad, Lee knew she wanted to help people. After studying political science on the pre-law track, she decided to take a few years off from school to work in the non-profit sector in order to make a difference and to have more time to study for the LSAT before applying to law schools.
Being from a small town, she wanted a change of pace for law school, choosing to apply to Columbia, where she went, amongst a few other East Coast schools in cities. She needed to find a way to pay for it though, as her family was not supportive of her wishes to continue working in non-profit to help people in need. They rather thought she should use her career in law to make a lot of money working for corporations. This need for funding led to her applying and being selected for a fellowship with the Stark Foundation.
After the events in Sokovia, Tony Stark felt the need to use his profits from war to help the very people his technology had displaced, harmed, or killed. The Stark Foundation had a variety of initiatives including fellowships for new immigration and civil rights law students. Stark’s fellows were granted a full ride to law school with the promise of an opportunity for employment at the Foundation once they finished school and passed the Bar. In exchange for this, fellows were asked to volunteer with Tony and the Foundation on a weekly basis at the Avengers Compound, helping jumpstart the programs they were to run in a few years.
This is how Lee met Steve and got her nickname.
2015
On the day Tony brought Lee to the Compound to show her around and get familiar with the place, most of the Avengers happened to be hanging out in the living room as many of them were still getting to know each other, being fairly new to the team.
Tony started speaking from the doorway when he saw them gathered around, “Hey everyone, please meet our newest addition to the Stark Foundation. She’s one of our legal fellows out here trying to make the world a better, safer place, just like us.”
Lee followed up her introduction with a “hello” as Natasha gave a small smile and a nod.
Sam walked forward to shake her hand saying, “Hello, welcome, Lee!”
She furrowed her brow at the name, confused.
“Can I call you Lee? Much shorter than Legal Fellow since Tony failed to tell us your name… probably because he can’t be bothered to remember our real names, don’t take it personally, though,” Sam said teasingly with a wink.
Lee smiled and nodded at Sam, speaking an affirmative “sure!” in response to the nickname, releasing his handshake as Tony lit up and clapped a hand on her shoulder, “Oh, I like that! Good one, birdman. See, everyone around here gets a nickname. Lee can be yours!”
She smiled at Tony before glancing around the room, a little starstruck by all the superheroes casually acting like regular people before her, seeing the smiling face of Wanda and the stoic faces of Vision and Rhodes looking back at her as well.
“Where’s Capsicle?” Tony asked.
“Training. Couldn’t pull him away from those boxing bags today,” Natasha said.
“Capsicle?” Lee questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“He means Steve Rogers, Captain America. Dude was frozen for like, 70 years, hence, Cap-sicle,” Rhodes supplied in a flat voice, using his hands to indicate the two halves of the nickname.
Lee nodded in understanding, laughing under her breath a little at the whole situation and at Tony’s funny nicknames for the team.
“Alright, that’s enough of these guys for one day, I’ll show you the rest of the place,” Tony guided Lee out of the room as she gave a little wave and a smile to the Avengers behind her.
“Gosh, I can’t believe I just met a bunch of the Avengers, you all are so cool, going around and saving the world and shit,” Lee blurted out at she walked alongside Tony down the hall.
Tony raised an eyebrow as Lee said, “Shoot, I’m really sorry, I wasn’t expecting to be this starstruck…”
“It’s okay kid, honestly, I’d be a little offended if you weren’t, because we are awesome and I personally enjoy the praise,” Tony said placing his hand over his chest, putting her at ease.
He showed her through some lab and office spaces where she’d be working before making it to the training area.
“And here’s the infamous First Avenger!” Tony declared as they entered the training room.
Steve clocked a few more punches to the bag he was using before stopping to look up at the pair.
“Hey, Tony. Hello…” Steve trailed off glancing between Tony and Lee for an explanation of who she was, starting to undo the wraps on his hands.
“Steve, meet Lee, my new Legal Fellow at the Foundation. Lee, meet Mr. Star-Spangled Man with a Plan,” Tony introduced as Steve approached them from across the room.
As Steve moved closer, the two of them getting a better look at each other, the energy in the room started to spark between them, drawing Steve in like a magnet. An unseen connection was building so thick in the air they could almost reach out and touch it. Steve felt butterflies in his stomach bubbling up like they used to when he and Bucky would go on double dates with girls back in the day, only much stronger this time. He suddenly felt like that small kid from Brooklyn again rather than an almost 100-year-old super soldier. Goosebumps were forming on Lee’s arms as she looked up at Steve’s flushed face, waves of warmth and chills rushing over her body as her jaw slacked open, all other inputs in the room dissipating from her awareness as her whole being focused in on Steve. He now stood in front of her, their eyes locking, both slightly awestruck, as Steve reached out tentatively to shake her hand.
“H-hi… nice to…nice to meet… you,” Lee breathed out slowly, attempting to get her vocal cords to cooperate as she stared into the captain’s eyes.
“Hi…” Steve whispered as he held, instead of shook, her hand, absolutely captivated by her as time stopped and all other sounds except each other muted around them.
Lee’s heart raced and she struggled to breathe as they both felt the electricity coursing between them through their connected hands. They weren’t sure how long Tony had been saying their names until he finally waved a hand between them, breaking their trance, Steve being the first to look at him.
“Umm… you guys good? What’s uh… what just happened?” Tony asked glancing between the two of them in confusion.
They let go of each other’s hand as heat rose to their faces, Steve taking a small step backwards.
“Wh-what? Oh, sorry!” Lee spoke to Tony shakily, willing her heart to slow down and her breathing to return to normal.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into me today!” Lee exclaimed, placing her hand over her chest for stability, some sense flooding back into her brain before looking back over at Steve to find him staring at her again and feeling that focusing fog starting to take over her again.
Steve cleared his throat and shifted his gaze to the floor for a moment before looking back up hopefully to ask, “Will you be working around here now, Lee?”
She kept glancing between Tony and Steve, “Yes, yeah, uh, I’ll be around a couple times a week, I think, helping Tony get the Foundation up and running.”
Steve lit up at her answer, his heart doing a small flip at the knowledge she’d be around again, and frequently.
“Also, Lee’s not my real name, that’s just what Sam decided to call me a few minutes ago…” Lee said gesturing in the direction of the door.
She told him her real name and Steve repeated it with a smile before saying, “Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you around then! Welcome to the team, Lee!”
Tony started to catch on to what was happening before him, “Yeah, seeing is all you’ll be doing there, old man. Lee is my Fellow. She’s got a lot to focus on with school and the Foundation so that she’s fully capable when I employ her as a proper lawyer in a few years.”
Lee gave Tony a sheepish look, nerves sinking into her stomach as she felt a bit like a child who got caught doing something they weren’t supposed to by a parent.
“Right… you know me… always the dedicated student, no distractions here…” Lee spoke semi-untruthfully, knowing full well that she would have a hard time getting anything done whenever she would be near Steve again.
Steve caught the falseness in her tone on response to Tony, laughing a little to himself as she tried to appease her new boss.
Lee wasn’t sure if she believed in love at first sight, but if it was real, she figured whatever had just happened between them was it. His presence made her feel simultaneously like she’d been hit by a freight train and like a bird gliding freely through the air effortlessly on a current.
“Yeah, uh huh, you better keep the distractions to a minimum… I’m not funding your law degree just so you can drop out and play 1940’s housewife with this sucker,” Tony joked, bringing a new wave of heat to Lee’s face.
“Alright, Tony, that’s enough,” Steve scowled in defense.
“You’re right it is, let’s go, Lee. I’ve got one more thing to show you before you head back to the city to hit those books!” Tony nodded his head towards the door before giving a “don’t even think about it” look at Steve who put his hands up in defense.
Lee reluctantly followed Tony, ungluing her feet from the floor where they’d been planted since first laying eyes on the man that, unbeknownst to either of them, would become her husband and the father of her children one day. She took one last glance over her shoulder, catching Steve smiling at her like a schoolboy before rounding the corner of the door and letting out a deep breath she didn’t realize she was holding, a new smile plastering on her face as she dreamily followed Tony down the hall, trying to contain herself at the thought of seeing Steve again.
 2024
“I already ate, but dinner’s waiting for you on the stove, if you’re ready to go inside?” Steve asks his wife softly, pulling her out of her thoughts.
She nods, reaching out to take Lily from his arms as they get up from the porch swing and head through the front door. Once inside, Lee takes a seat at the dining table, cradling Lily in her arms as Steve makes her a plate of food. For a former superhero, Steve turned out to be surprisingly domestic in his early retirement. Early, given that his body is only around 45 years old, but well-deserved considering he’s technically 106 and has saved the world a few times. Lee is only 35 and just getting a start with her career, so having Steve stay home with the baby works out well for the three of them. Steve gets to have a more normal life that doesn’t involve running around the world fighting evil in tight pants in the middle of the night, not to say that he didn’t enjoy his job before, but it was stressful. He supports Lee’s work at the Foundation and volunteers on a weekly basis, all while finally starting a family. Lee gets a supportive husband who takes care of her and Lily like they are the most important things in the world, because to him they are now.
“Mmm, babe, this looks wonderful, thank you for cooking!” Lee says to Steve as she pulls him in for a kiss after he places the food in front of her on the table.
“Anything for you, sweetie, I know how hard your days in the city can be. Will you be working from home tomorrow, or do you need to go back downtown?” Steve asks as he moves to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders in a protective embrace, chin resting on her head.
“I’ll be here. I don’t need to go back until early next week,” Lee mumbles through a mouthful of food.
Steve kisses the top of her head as Lily awakes and starts to cry out.
“Oh, sweet thing, someone’s hungry just like Mama,” Lee coos as she pauses eating to attend to breastfeeding her daughter.
Steve takes a seat next to them at the table as Lee starts to eat again now that Lily is occupied. He looks lovingly over his family, in awe of Lee’s strength to be a working mom who manages to care so deeply for her family and her clients all at once. After the birth of their child in early August, Steve convinced Lee not to go back to work full-time right away. She worked it out with the Foundation to be part-time for now, some days from home and some days in the city, as she wanted to get back to helping displaced people as soon as she was able. Steve knows his wife has a tendency to spread herself too thin, so he does everything he can to take care of her, physically, mentally, and emotionally, often reminding her that she can’t fix the world alone, as he knows from personal experience, and to take breaks so she doesn’t burn herself out.
“How was your day? Did you get any time to sketch like you wanted to?” Lee looks at Steve, taking his hand across the table.
“I did! Lily was asleep for a solid couple of hours this afternoon, so I was able to sit out back and sketch the garden,” Steve’s face lights up in response.
“That’s wonderful! Please do show me later?”
He nods before asking, “What do you want to do after you eat? Bath, tv, read, or… maybe straight to sleep?”
Lee yawns and then giggles softly, reaching up to caress Steve’s face, “I think right to sleep. Sorry, my love.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, honey, you’ve had a long day and it’s getting pretty late anyway.”
Lee and Steve smile at each other as Steve takes Lee’s plate and goes back to the kitchen to clean up.
After sitting with her baby for a little while longer, she carries Lily up to bed, setting her in her crib just as Steve walks into their bedroom. She leans down and kisses Lily’s head before Steve does the same, whispering sweet dreams to their child. They both get ready for bed in their en suite bathroom, after which Lee checks on Lily across the room once more before tucking into bed. Steve pulls Lee into his arms, kissing his wife with a sweet, soft passion before they settle down to sleep.
“Goodnight, my husband,” Lee whispers as she tucks her head into Steve’s chest.
Steve swoons at the title he’ll never get tired of hearing fall from her lips, “Goodnight, my wife. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
 Chapter 2: 2024/2016
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Numb Little Bug
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54553084 by Spagoleon Bouncing from foster home to foster home, a mute Peter Parker eventually ends up in the arms of Sam Wilson. Maybe everything isn’t so bad… Words: 4175, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Thaddeus Ross, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds Relationships: Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Sam Wilson, Avengers Team Members & Peter Parker, Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: don't expect regular updates with this one, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Peter Parker & Sam Wilson Friendship, Sam Wilson Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Team as Family, Mute Peter Parker, Selectively Mute Character, Post-Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Renegotiated Sokovia Accords, Song: Numb Little Bug (Em Beihold), I'm honestly surprised at how little fics there are using this title for Peter angst, There's like two and they're both SpiderVerse, Foster Care, Sign Language, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Dead Aunt May Parker (Marvel) read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/54553084
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On this day (May 2) in Sharon Carter history, Sharon appeared in:
Tales of Suspense #92 (1967)
Captain America #104 (1968)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant A] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant B] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant C] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant D] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant E] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant F] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant G] (2012)
Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant H] (2012)
Civil War: Captain America TPB (Reprint Captain America V5 #22, #24) (2007)
Avengers Assemble Vol. 3 TPB (Reprint Avengers V3 #32) (2012)
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