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alisonsfics · 10 months
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caught in the rain
pairing: chris evans x reader
summary: your mischievous puppy is the reason you end up meeting your dashingly handsome neighbor
word count: 2.2k
warnings: swearing, lots of chris + dogs fluff
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“Duke, c’mon. Can we not stop to smell every blade of grass? Mommy doesn’t want to get caught in the rain” you asked, trying to put some pep in the step of your new dog.
You eyed the approaching storm clouds and prayed you could make it home before it started pouring; however, Duke had other plans. You had had Duke for about four months, but that didn’t stop him from smelling the same grass and trees every single day.
You normally weren’t in a rush and we’re down to enjoy a calm stroll with your pup, but now the weather had other plans.
You focused your gaze on the dark clouds and how fast they were moving. As soon as you looked away, Duke got distracted: a squirrel darting down the street.
Duke took off in pursuit of the small animal. Being an almost-forty-pound german shepherd, he quickly pulled the leash out of your hand.
You felt the burning in your hand as the leash was yanked out of your reach. You chased after Duke, who was currently sprinting down the street in the opposite direction of your house.
You silently cursed your decision to not buy a small dog like a pug; you could’ve caught up to a pug.
“Duke, come here” you screamed after your dog, but the command missed his attention. He had lost sight of the squirrel and was now just blissfully running in the breeze, unaware of his owner’s panic.
You continued to chase him down the sidewalk and began to feel the aching in your legs. “God, I knew I should’ve been working out more.” You mumbled to yourself.
If it was possible, Duke actually sped up.
A few houses up, you watched a car pull into their driveway. “Oh great, a neighbor to embarrass myself in front of.” You thought to yourself. You tried to run faster to make sure Duke didn’t jump in the way of the moving car.
You were so focused on Duke, you didn’t see the man step out of the car. “Duke,” you called again.
The stranger stepped out of his car and saw an unknown woman running down the sidewalk after her dog. He let out a small chuckle to himself at your predicament.
You finally noticed the man when he bent down and started clapping to call Duke. Duke, always a people person, ran right in the stranger’s arms. “C’mere bubba,” the man said, successfully grabbing his leash and petting the dog.
You stopped running and were about five or ten feet away from the man. “Oh thank you so much,” you said quickly, while bending over to catch your breath. Your sides were aching.
“Are you okay?” The man asked you, almost amused. You nodded, not fully answering yet.
“Just not a runner,” you said in between breaths. The man had Duke’s leash securely in his hand, so you could stop worrying about it for one second.
When you had finally caught your breath, you walked over to the man. He was still on his knees and playing with Duke. “Hi, pal,” he said, seeming just as excited as Duke was.
“I bet you’re a good boy, yeah? But you probably freaked your momma out.” He said, while scratching Duke's side.
“Thank you again.” You said, looking down at the man. He looked up to meet your gaze and nodded. You finally took in some of his features, and realized how handsome he was. “I’m Chris, by the way.” He introduced himself, holding out the hand that wasn’t holding the leash.
You smiled and introduced yourself. You reached out to shake his hand and felt a shiver run down your spine at how strong his hand felt.
He carefully took the leash off of his hand and helped wrap it around your hand. “He’s a gorgeous dog.” He said, bending down to pet Duke again.
“Thank you. He seems to really like you.” You told him as you looked at the giddy expression on Duke’s face.
“He reminds me of my dog, Dodger. They’re both just as hyper.” He told you, standing up to look you in the eyes again. You giggled to yourself. “What? I totally didn’t take you as a dog guy” you teased.
The joke caught Chris off guard. When it finally clicked what you had said, a giant laugh came out of his mouth, and he clutched his chest. “Guilty as charged,” he said, still laughing.
Neither one of you could get the smiles off of your face. You both seemed to be stuck giggling and looking into each other’s eyes.
Then, there was a loud crack of thunder and it began to downpour. You both jumped at the sudden cold rain pouring over your body. “Oh shit,” you swore to yourself. Duke began playing in the rain, trying to catch all the falling drops with his tongue. “C’mon,” Chris said, gesturing for you to follow him. You ran after him with Duke.
Chris pulled you both under his porch, saving you from the rain. “You wanna come inside and hang out til it stops?” Chris asked, having to yell over the rain.
You nodded your head and followed behind him. He opened his front door for you and let and Duke walk inside. You wiped your shoes off on the doormat and stepped inside. “Do you have a towel that I can wipe his feet off with? I don’t want him to ruin your carpet.” You asked, turning to Chris as he wiped the water droplets off his face.
“Yeah, of course,” He nodded and jogged towards another room. You waited there patiently. Chris came back with a grey towel in his hand. You took it from him and thanked him. “Is Duke good with other dogs? I can get Dodger and they could play together.” Chris suggested.
You quickly nodded and smiled at him. “That would great, Duke loves other dogs.” You told him.
When Chris came back, Dodger was slowly walking behind him. He seemed hesitant as he walked over to Duke. They both sniffed each other for a second, then Dodger jogged over to his basket of toys.
“Go see, Duke” you said, pointing over at Dodger. Duke followed after him and they quickly began playing tug of war. You and Chris both laughed at how quickly they had started playing.
“While the kids play, I have some beer the adults can have.” Chris said, looking towards you.
Your eyes lit up at his suggestion. “Oooo yes please,” you said, smiling. You followed him to the kitchen and waited as he grabbed two beers out of the fridge.
He opened a bottle for you and handed it to you, “here’s your prize for second place.” He said. You took the bottle from him, but furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Second place in what?” You asked taking a sip of the beer.
“That race down the street,” he said, chuckling. You clutched your mouth as you nearly spit out of your drink. “Way to hit a girl when she’s down” you joked, giggling over the joke.
“You’re right. You put in a lot of effort. Good job. Here’s to…” he said, trying to come up with something to drink to. Your mind automatically came up with an idea. “Getting caught in the rain,” you replied.
A smile grew on his face as he looked at you. “To getting caught in the rain,” he agreed.
You were already head over heels for this guy that you only known for less than an hour. It wasn’t something you would normally do, but he was charming and sweet and he even liked your dog.
You both clinked your glasses together. As you both took a sip, you held eye contact that lasted for longer than it should have. There was a glimmer in his eyes that mesmerized you.
“So, are you new to the neighborhood? I’ve never seen you around.” He asked, knowing he never could have forgotten seeing your face. You shook your head. “No, I’ve lived here for a few years now. I didn’t really walk around the neighborhood until I got Duke. I’m never at any of the neighborhood block party things though either, just not my scene. I would much rather hang out at home.” You replied.
He nodded his head along as you spoke. You had never had someone listen so intently to every word that came out of your mouth.
“Yeah, I’m with you on that one. I spent more nights home with Dodger than out partying. I go on walks with him sometimes or I’ll jog around the neighborhood, but that’s kinda it.” He told you.
You couldn’t help the fact that your imagination lingered to the thought of Chris shirtless and jogging past your house. Just the thought made you excited.
“I’ll have to keep an eye out.” You said, not being able to get rid of the smile on your face. Chris nearly choked on his beer when he heard what he perceived as a flirty comment. He almost thought he imagined the twinkle in your eyes when you said it. He was sure he was just overanalyzing though.
You guys kept talking for what felt like hours, getting to know each other. Clearly, Chris was charming, but he was also just a really nice guy.
Finally, you both looked over and noticed that Duke and Dodger were both laying on the floor panting and exhausted from their previous activities.
“Clearly, I need to come here everyday just to wear Duke out, so he doesn’t pull me down the street again.” You said, giggling and looking over at Chris. He jumped on the opportunity to spend more time with you.
“Dodger would love that. I’m sure he’d love a friend to play with. I wouldn’t mind the company either.” He said, testing the waters.
You felt your stomach do a flip. Did he really just say that?
“Oh, really?” You asked him, as you felt the butterflies swarming inside of you. Chris suddenly seemed shy as he smiled and looked at the ground.
“I’m not going to beat around the bush anymore. I think you’re really fun to be around, and you’re obviously drop dead gorgeous.” He said, matter-of-factly.
Before you could respond, Chris stepped closer to you and cupped your face with one of his hands. You felt jittery as you looked into his eyes right before closing your eyes and connecting your lips.
His lips were surprisingly soft against yours. You let him pull you closer to him, and your bodies became pressed up against each other. You rested your hands on his chest as you kissed him. His cologne filled your lungs and reminded you of pine forests.
You pulled away for a quick breath, and when Chris pulled you back into the kiss, he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You felt like the room was spinning.
The kiss got more and more heated since both of you couldn’t resist each other. You tugged against his shirt, keeping his close to you. His tongue lightly flicked against yours, teasing you. His free hand began to caress your side, drawing little circles with his fingers.
You both didn’t separate until Duke nudged his nose into the back of your knee, causing your knee to buckle. Chris wrapped his arms around your waist and kept you from falling.
“Hi, buddy,” Chris said, looking at Duke and then back at you, “he’s protective over his momma.” You giggled, nodding your head.
“So…” you said, referencing what you both had been doing before being interrupted. Chris chuckled to himself, and his cheeks turned a little red. “Yes, about that. How about I take you out to dinner tomorrow night?” He asked you, looking into your eyes with a hopeful look.
“I would really like that. I mean it’d be a shame after a kiss that good to not try this out.” You said, smirking to him. He let out another one of those full-body laughs that you saw earlier. “Yeah, it was a pretty great kiss.” He said, pecking your lips again.
Duke then nudged you again. “I think this guy would like to go home and take a nap. So, how about I give you my number and I see you tomorrow?” You suggested. Chris quickly nodded his head and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
You took the phone from his hand and opened up his contacts. “By the way, your picture of you and Dodger on your wallpaper is adorable.” You said, as you typed in your number. “Right? That’s what I said, and everyone else says it’s cheesy.” He agreed. You handed it back to him and smiled.
“You better call me. I know where you live.” You joked, still with a giddy smile on your face. He laughed at your joke, tucking his phone back in his pocket. “Oh, I promise I’ll be calling you. I’m not dumb enough to miss that opportunity.” He said, making your stomach flutter.
Chris walked you to the front door, where you hooked Duke back up to his leash. “Bye Dodger. It was nice to meet you.” You said, waving to the sleepy dog curled up on the couch.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said, smiling up at Chris. He leaned down to softly place a kiss on your lips. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” He replied.
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valiantphantomangel · 5 months
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Since you write for avengers actors can you please do Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston X Teen Reader where she plays Thor and Loki’s little sister and during filming one of them accidentally tickle her but play it off. After directors cut they both question her about it and she denies but they tickle her anyway and Reader ends up being WAY more ticklish than Chris and Tom thought?
On screen brother's discovery.
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How you got here was beyond you, on a marvel set, next to freaking Tom Hiddleston and Chris Hemsworth, in full costume which was Asgardian style dress and in front of a whole camera crew.
"Do you really have to toss me around for this scene"? You ask nervously as you fidget with your sleeve.
"Aww don't worry darling we'll catch you" Tom said with a smile as he ruffled your hair to which you slapped his hand away.
"yeah don't worry little one" Chris said as he laughed and got into position.
"And action"! The director yelled and you sprinted away like the script said, the other two not far behind.
"Now now little sister, where are you off to in such a hurry" Tom said in a very Loki matter as he caught up with you and picked you up with ease.
"Ahhh Loki! Put me down" you screeched as you hang in his arms.
"As you wish" he shrugged and tossed you over to Chris.
"That was not what I meant"!! You yelled with a short scream as Chris tossed you back to Tom.
When his hands caught you, he accidentally grazed your sides causing you to let out a surprised giggle with a squeak.
Luckily nobody seemed to notice it (how very naive of you) and you all finished the scene.
"So what was that little giggle that I heard from you hmm"? Tom said casually as you enter the break room to get something to eat.
"W-what" you stutter caught off guard as you turn around to grab your lunch.
"Yeah i heard something too" Chris said as he tapped his chin in thought "You wouldn't be... Ticklish would you?"
"What! N-no that's ridiculous" You said way too quickly.
It was quiet for a minute before you suddenly heard Tom whisper from behind you "You are a horrible liar darling" and trapped you in a bear hug, pulling you to the ground so your back was flush against his chest.
You tried to keep hidden how flustered you were but that all went straight out the window when Tom spidered over your tummy.
Immediately you threw your head back crackling and trashed around, Chris gave a booming laugh and sat down in front of you while grabbing your ankles and dragging his nails over the sole of your foot since you weren't wearing your shoes.
"AHHH GUYS STOP ITHIHIHIHI" you giggled your head off as you squirmed in Tom's hold who in return only held you tighter and blew a raspberry in your neck, you quickly pulled your shoulders up with a laugh.
"My my you really are quite ticklish aren't you dear"? Tom cooed as he squeezed your sides.
"I thought you were ticklish little one but I didn't expect you to be this sensitive" Chris laughed as he spidered up and down your feet, which tickled like hell.
"AHHAHHAHAH" by this point you couldn't even think of anything to say and just surrendered, laughing your breath away.
They slowed down a little so you could get some air as giggles flowed off your lips.
"Norns your absolutely adorable sweetheart" Tom smiled as he pulled you up so you were laying in his lap still breathless from their 'innocent' torture.
"What is it with you and nicknames"? You giggled as you cuddled into him while Chris came to sit next to you two and made an attempt to braid your hair.
"Oh you know you love it" Tom laughed.
"Just so you know, we are never going to let this go" Chris said with a smirk.
"Nooooooo" you whined playfully.
"Yesssss, be happy we didn't tell the rest of the cast yet about your cute little weakness" he said with a grin before pulling you up from the ground "come on we still have some scenes to finish".
You three walked out of the break room, but not before you grabbed your lunch (food is very important), and went on with the rest of the scenes.
Needless to say not much got done that day.
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anyca786 · 1 month
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Press Conference
Platonic!Marvel cast (Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Benedict Cumberbatch, Anthony Mackie, Tom Hiddleston) x actress!reader
Summary: When a notorious press member became too personal,your marvel family stood up for you.
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The flashbulbs exploded in synchronized bursts as you entered the Endgame press conference, the air thick with anticipation. You, the newest member of the MCU family, were the talk of the town, and tonight, all eyes were on you.
The lights dimmed, a hush fell over the packed auditorium. All eyes swivelled towards the entrance as the press conference host boomed, "Let's give a warm welcome to Y/N L/N, our newest addition to the Marvel Cinematic Universe!"
Chris Evans, seated beside Benedict Cumberbatch, couldn't help but steal a glance, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. Sebastian Stan, across from him, mirrored the sentiment, his gaze lingering a beat longer. Tom Hiddleston, ever the gentleman, offered a small, knowing nod, while Anthony Mackie, your on-screen partner, winked playfully, muttering, "Ready to steal the show, Y/N?"
After introductions and greetings, everyone settled into their assigned sofas, you positioned amongst the Avengers heartthrobs. The press conference began, questions flying thick and fast, your name met with excited murmurs and camera clicks.
You settled onto your designated sofa, a nervous flutter in your stomach. But as the press conference began, you found your rhythm, your wit and intelligence shining through your responses. Your laughter filled the room, captivating not just the audience, but also the men around you.
Their gazes, once discreet, became bolder. Chris leaned in, his smile widening with every insightful point you made. Benedict chuckled at your witty retort, his eyes sparkling with appreciation. Sebastian's lips twitched, and Tom offered a thumbs-up, his smile tinged with a hint of something deeper. Even Anthony, usually the joker, seemed captivated, his gaze lingering on you with newfound respect.
Then, the atmosphere shifted. A reporter, notorious for his inappropriate remarks, directed his attention solely at you, his motives seemingly more personal than professional, began peppering you with flirtatious questions, his gaze lingering a little too long on your figure. The room grew tense, and you could sense a change in your fellow MCU stars. Chris's normally relaxed posture stiffened, his jaw clenching imperceptibly. Sebastian's smile vanished, replaced by a steely glint in his eyes. Tom, even Tom, seemed to radiate a cool disapproval.
"Y/N," the reporter drawled, his voice dripping with insincerity, "you're absolutely captivating. Tell us, does playing alongside such handsome co-stars come with any perks?"
Benedict leaned closer, his voice barely a whisper, "You don't have to answer that, Y/N. He doesn't deserve your attention." His words, laced with a quiet intensity, sent a wave of gratitude through you.
You gave him a polite smile, your response witty and deflecting. But you saw Chris clench his jaw, and Sebastian crossed his arms, a scowl forming. You appreciated their silent show of support, focusing on the next question.
However, the reporter persisted. "Come on," he pressed, "surely there's some juicy behind-the-scenes romance brewing..."
Before you could even formulate a reply, a chorus of voices interrupted.
Suddenly, Chris interrupted, his jaw clenched, stood up, his voice low and dangerous. "Excuse me, but your line of questioning is overstepping boundaries."
Anthony, equally protective, rose, his voice booming, "Show some respect, man!"
Benedict, ever the diplomat, interjected, "Let's keep things professional, shall we?"
Sebastian, his eyes narrowed, added, "We won't tolerate any further disrespect towards Y/N."
Tom, ever eloquent, finished the thought, "Her talent speaks for itself, no need for cheap tactics."
The reporter, flustered and intimidated, stammered an apology, slinking back in his seat. You sat there, speechless, the warmth of their protectiveness washing over you.
The press conference continued, but the mood had changed. The air buzzed with a new energy, a silent understanding between you and the men around you. You were no longer just the newest star; you were their colleague, their friend, and they would fiercely protect your place in their universe.
Later, after the formalities were over, Chris approached you, a sheepish grin on his face. "Sorry about that," he muttered, "we don't take kindly to anyone disrespecting our team."
You smiled, touched by their protectiveness. "It means a lot," you admitted, "having you all have my back."
A comfortable silence settled between you, before Chris chuckled. "Besides," he winked, "who wouldn't stand up for someone as brilliant and beautiful as you?"
Your cheeks flushed, and you laughed, the warmth in Chris's eyes making your heart skip a beat. Maybe being an Avenger wasn't just about saving the world, but also finding a new kind of family, one that protected you not just from villains, but also from inappropriate reporters and perhaps, even budding feelings.
And as you looked around at the smiling faces of your co-stars, you knew you wouldn't trade this experience for anything, even if it meant facing a few intrusive questions along the way. After all, who wouldn't want to be protected by Earth's Mightiest Heroes, both on and off screen?
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Please suggest anything related to marvel characters, cast or actors. I'm very new to this, I just started yesterday *cries*
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butchbetty · 1 month
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hunter schafer as gwen stacy (earth-65)
I can do all these things, but I can't help the people I love the most, and they can only know half of who I am, so I'm completely on my own, and now I don't even know what the right thing is anymore! I don't know what I'm supposed to do, but I know... I can't lose one more friend.
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femmeetart · 4 months
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she just needed a king and a princess
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bucky-barnes-lover · 6 months
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Kinktober day 13: Multiple kinks, listed in warnings
Fic: Chris Evans
Warnings ⚠️: SMUT!! 18+, Slight Size Kink if u squint, Slight lingerie kink, NOT PROOF READ!! NOT EDITED!! Sorry if it's really bad, I wrote this at 2am cause I couldn't sleep
W.C: 834
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It was a gloomy, rainy evening. The only thing I was looking forward to tonight was seeing my husband. Obviously, as an actor he gets called in at random times during the week, but we were both a bit upset when he got called in this morning. Chris had planned to take me out for dinner tonight as it was our anniversary.
Then my phone started ringing and my ringtone went off as 'Mine' by Taylor Swift. I smiled a little as I realised who had called me. I thought it was quite cute, setting my ringtone as that very song, as it was the only one I knew that described mine and Chris' relationship almost perfectly. I picked up the phone and was greeted by a deep bostonian accent. "Hey babe. How are you?"
"Hi Chrissy" I replied "I'm good, how's work?"
"I was just calling cause, my set just finished and they promised not to call me in until next wednesday. So are we still cool for dinner?" Chris questioned as I fiddled with my nails nervously.
"Yeah totally. What time will you be home?" I asked as I walked over to the calendar to check our reservation time.
"Definitely not before 6. I'll be stuck in traffic for a while." "Shit, What time is our reservation?" He asked suddenly.
"It's at 5:30 so we'll have to cancel." I declared, feeling guilty. "Could you call them up please."
"Yep, I'll do it right after this call." I answered, "Thanks baby. I'll see you soon, love you." Said Chris,
"Love you too, be safe on the road."
I replied before I hung up.
After calling up the restaurant to cancel our reservation, I figured Chris would be home soon. So I put on his favourite one of my lingerie, and set the bedding so it would be ready by the time he arrived home.
About an hour later, I heard the front door open, and in walked my husband. I frowned as I realised just how tall Chris' 6ft frame was compared to to my tiny 5.2 feet.
"Hi love!" I exclaimed as I walked up to kiss him. I heard a gasp exit his mouth as he turned around to see me in such intimate clothing. "Hi baby" "You look amazing!" He marveled as he returned my kiss. "Thanks, I was thinking. Since we couldn't go out for dinner, we could maybe celebrate at home. In bed. No clothes." I asked nervously. Earning a little laugh from Chris, and replying with "Sure, Why not. We haven't had time to 'hang out' in a while"
With that confirmation of yes, I ran upstairs to our bedroom, hearing Chris' footsteps following shortly behind. Once again the realisation hit, Chris was huge compared to me. However, I kinda liked the size difference. It was basically a turn on for me. I climbed onto the bed as he entered the bedroom, shirt already discarded. His tattoo's making me go feral, I pulled him onto the bed, having Chris towering over me.
"I love this lingerie, you look so sexy in it." Stated Chris as he started pressing soft kisses on my neck,
"I know Baby, that's why I wore it. But I'd love it better if you would take it off me" I smirked. Feeling Chris pause, I tugged at his belt, urging him to continue. With a small laugh, He continued kissing me while removing his belt and pants. "May I?" He asked as he started playing with my shoulder straps. With a nod of consent, he started undoing the straps, finally discarding the piece of clothing.
My soft, eager moans filled the room as Chris started kissing his way down to my breasts. Finally taking one of my nipples in his mouth. "Fuck" I moaned over and over again as he rolled his tongue around the sensitive areas.
"Feel good baby?" He questioned as he moved down, to align his cock to my entrance. I could only moan in response, feeling too overwhelmed to put together a sentence.
"Ready" Chris asked as he inserted his tip, through my folds. "Go for it baby" I replied, sounding way too desperate.
Chris' huge figure towered over me as he thrusted into me. I couldn't keep myself from crying out his name in pleasure. He went faster and faster, bringing his thumb to start rubbing my clit. An electric feeling ran through my body as I felt myself coming closer to my orgasmn. Chris' fingers working wonders. His thrusts became slower and lazy, "Come on baby, when you're ready, Cum for me" He whispered in my ear as he continued moving his hips. "Fuck! Chris!" I moaned as I came undone under his work. Him following seconds later, squirting hot cum inside me.
Not long after our 'hang out' time, Chris brought dinner to our bedroom. We ended up ordering take out, since we knew we would get to doing more 'hanging out' later tonight.
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This was supposed to be a Drabble but I got carried away lol
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obsessedwithseb · 7 months
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Hiii, how are you doing? Well i never send a prompt before so i don't know if i am doing this right lol.
Can you do a fic where the reader if self concious about there laugh and body and bucky tries to help them to accept it in his way?
(Sorry if this is to bad i never wrote about this before so i'm kinda embarassed right now lol)
Love your blog your stories are amazing and help me a lot🩶
(Un)perfect
☆ Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader
☆ Warnings: insecure reader [stretch marks, bumps, and other small details], Bucky having a slight crush on y/n
☆ Word count: 1.2k
☆ Summary: y/n has always struggled with her body and other small details, Bucky’s there to get her mind off of things.
☆ A/N: first of all, don’t you worry, I remember making my first ever request, it’s a great one! I had fun writing it! And second of all… thank you so much, this means lots to me <3 you’re all perfect the way you are!
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One of those days again. The ones we all struggle with from time to time, where everything is out of focus but yourself. It just needs a silent second for those thoughts to sneak out of the deepest corner of your mind and make them the main attraction.
However, you've felt miserable today, looking at your mirror reflection and only paying attention to the little details that usually go unnoticed - if you don't intend searching for them. Stretch marks, bumps, hip dips, little bit of body fat on your lower tummy... there were days when you loved them, when you looked at them and thought they're so pretty, but today your mind played a game with you. Even your laugh you tried to hide, covering your mouth with your hand when you start smiling, in every situation. It had become a habit of yours, one you hated but can't bother not to proceed.
Yet again, you stood in front of your mirror, twisting and turning to catch every little part of your body, to hate every little part of it. You were just exploring a new spot to judge, when a knock on your door caught you out of those miserable thoughts.
"Y/N? Are you okay?" Bucky's voice appeared from behind the door. The only one who understands your self-consciousness to its fullest.
Your body tensed and you turned to look at the still closed door, you were hesitant with answering his question, but you couldn't bare lying to him - cause he always knows what's up.
"I come in, yeah?" His voice ever so gentle, trying not to overwhelm you.
"Yeah, okay." You responded quietly.
The door swung open and Bucky entered the room. He wore sweatpants and a hoodie, looking cuddly and comfortably - oh how much you loved his hugs. Like a place of comfort, a place you feel safe and sound in.
His expressions turned into a frown once he saw you standing in front of the mirror. Again. He closed the door behind him and slowly approached you, his hand resting in the pockets of his pants.
"You weren't there for breakfast, so I thought I'd pay you a visit." His hands slowly moved out of the pockets and up into the air, opening his arms for a hug, "and my worries unfortunately are right."
You locked eyes with him, tears welling in yours and you were at the urge of exploding in tears.
"C'mer." He waved his hands gently, motioning you to let the emotions free and accept his caring hug. Which you did, you fell around his shoulder, burying your face into his hoodie and let your emotions go. You felt free for a moment, so vulnerable too when your tears streamed down your face. Luckily, the fabric of the hoodie suck them up before they could wet your cheeks.
Bucky wrapped his arms around you, one hand caressing your back whilst the other stroked your head, he knew how this always calmed you down.
"Wanna talk it out?" He asked, carefully not to cross any border, you shook your head no.
He knew what's up and he doesn't need to hear the full story, the only thing he needs to know is that you're feeling better with him being there. He waited for you to break the hug first, he wanted you to have this hug as long as you needed it.
Once you pulled away, you looked up at him, eyes red from crying and cheeks puffy too.
Gosh, she's beautiful.
Was the only thing Bucky could think of, even now when you looked like a complete mess. You are the prettiest person in his eyes.
"Let me tell you something, doll. I know you don't wanna talk it out, and that's okay, your feelings are valid. But I want you to know that..." his hands traveled up to your face, cupping your cheeks in his large hands as his thumbs stroke over your hot skin, "this face holds so many, beautiful and precious emotions. So many sweet details..." his smile turned soft.
"The freckles, the little wrinkles whenever you smile, your eyes and lashes - which are so long by the way." He made you giggle, your hand immediately covering your mouth.
"But most importantly, your mouth shares the precious smiles and giggles we all love and adore." His hand gently pushed your hand away and down to reveal the smile you've been hiding, together with the blush that's spread over your cheeks.
"You don't have to hide it, y/n..." he whispered, smiling fondly. "That counts for your body too, you don't have to hide those remarkable details." He pinched your hip, grinning playfully when you flinched away.
"You know, even myself, I have fat on body parts where I wish I wouldn't have them. Not only me, but most people struggle with that. And.. it's adorable." He pinched your sides again, smiling stupidly when you breathed out a giggle.
“But maybe I have to show you how beautiful your body is.”
“Bucky…” your voice had a warning tone. Your instinct told you to take off for a run, but before you could decide whether to run or not, he caught you in his arms and tossed you - gently - onto your bed. He jumped on it too, hovering over your body and placing his right arm next to your arm to support his weight.
“I’m just trying to make you feel better!” He argued and menacingly lowered his left hand down to your tummy, “and what helps better than laughing?”
His hand started to scribble all over your tummy, your nose scrunched up and you desperately tried pushing his hand away. Although this definitely was torture in some way, you don’t want him to stop. He was showing you love and affection, trying his best to keep your mood up with all he could… which you deeply appreciated.
You felt your hand twitch every now and then, wanting to move up and cover your mouth to hide everything coming out of your mouth right now, but for the sake of Bucky you didn’t do it. Although you were fighting so hard with it right now.
He switched techniques from scribbling to squeezing around, realising some of the most adorable laughter out of you. You hated these kinds, but he loved them, so you let him have it. He looked so naturally happy and relaxed watching you getting lost in laughter.
“Let me tell you one thing…” he squeezed all around your stomach and sides, “you’re worthy of everything.” He emphasised the last word with a hard squeeze to your lower ribs, eliciting a squeal from you.
“You heard me? Everything!” He growled throughout gritted teeth and squeezes your lower ribs again. You completely lost it at that moment, you weren’t capable of your reactions anymore. His hand slowed down and rubbed your skin to get rid of the tingly feeling for you.
“Promise me to tell me next time you feel that way?”
You nodded, “I promise…”
You caught your breath while he plopped down next to you, holding you close and embracing you in comforting cuddles to round up his caring routine.
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thund3rst0rmm · 2 years
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Avengers Incorrect Quotes #3
Natasha:: Anyone d-Pietro:: Done?Steve:: Drained?Tony:: Depressed?Loki:: Disliked? Natasha::  -done with their work... what in the world is wrong with you people
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thehiddlebum · 9 months
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Prompts List♡
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“I think… I can love you.”
“Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture.”
“If I was dying on my knees, you would be the one to rescue me.”
“Kiss?” and an immediate joking “no” but they’re already leaning in with a small smile.
“Hug?” “Clingy much?…..” but hugs them anyway.
Tracing your lover’s features as they sleep.
Feeling their fingers run through your hair while they lull you to sleep.
Napping on the sofa together.
Your lover is snoring quietly and you can’t help but giggle because it’s so cute.
Seeing that your S/O is finding it hard to get comfy in bed so you pull them into your arms.
Laughing at their messy hair in the morning.
“Promise?” “Of course darling, promise.”
“When’s the last time you actually slept?”
“Just breathe, it’ll be over soon.”
“You can’t hide that fever from me.”
“You’re safe now.”
“I know it hurts, but just hold on a little longer.”
“Why?” “Because you mean the world to me.”
“Listen to me! Fuck what they think! Because you are perfect! You hear me?”
Holding their hand when the pain becomes unbearable.
After a long day they’re burnt out, and finds their partner making dinner for them both.
Treating to their partner/friend’s wounds.
Giving them meds for the pain.
Pretending to be fine after a small incident, and their partner/friend asks them what’s wrong, which flips the switch and can’t stop crying. Eventually telling them about it.
Not letting go of the others hand.
“I’ll take care of you.”
“Tell me if it feels good.”
“Do you trust me?”
“I can’t believe you’re this innocent…”
“Makes me want to wreck you.”
“You’re doing so well.”
“Oh, fuck. Do that again.”
“I never thought you could make such sweet noises.”
“I won’t hurt you.”
“I’ve got you.”
“I’ll guide you.”
“You know I’d do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything.”
“I’m going to have so much fun with you.”
“Bet they don’t make you sound like that, do they?”
“Fuck, you’re such a wreck, and all because of me, too.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you— slow down, you’ll get what you want soon enough.”
“I want you to remember every single second of this.”
“Hm, but I think I like having you spread out like this. Such a gorgeous sight.”
“I had nothing to live for, but then you came into my life. So thank you.”
“Why’d you— why’d you do that?” “B-Because I promised you I’d do anything to keep you safe.”
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same as I do, then I’ll leave you alone.”
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amaranthmori · 2 months
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alisonsfics · 2 years
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no time to talk
pairing: chris evans x fwb!reader
summary: while chris is away on a press tour, you realize you need more a friends with benefits relationship. when he comes home a day early, you need to talk to him, but he only has one thing on his mind
word count: 2.8k
warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fingering, grinding, handjobs, riding, dirty talk, friends with benefits type of relationship, swearing, minors DNI
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The realization had hit you one day, completely out of the blue.
It hit you so suddenly that you wondered how you had never noticed before.
You wanted more from your relationship with Chris than just sex.
You wanted to go on cute dinner dates and be able to hold his hand. You wanted to be able to kiss him just because. You wanted to read him your favorite books.
You and Chris had been friends since college, and a drunken hookup two years ago had led to your current situation.
The glorious friends with benefits.
It had been fine up until now, but you had to go and have a dream where Chris was your boyfriend. He was taking care of you when you were sick, and you realized how much you wanted that.
You wanted nothing more than to tell Chris about your current existential crisis, but he was halfway across the globe on a press tour. And this wasn’t exactly a conversation that you had over the phone.
So, you spent many sleepless nights waiting for him to get back.
You had almost made it. You only had one more night until Chris got back tomorrow.
You couldn’t wait to finally talk to him, especially since the dreams had only gotten worse. Every dream you had was about Chris and it always included some cheesy romantic scenario.
You flopped back onto your bed, huffing to yourself. You considered watching a horror movie because there’d be no way you had dreams of Chris after watching that.
A quick knock at your front door jarred you from your thoughts. You hopped up out of bed to go answer the door, assuming it was a late package delivery.
When you opened the door, you were face to face with Chris. “Hi, sweetheart,” he greeted. Before you could respond or even react, his lips were on yours, needily kissing you.
All coherent thoughts left your brain as you kissed his warm lips that tasted of peppermint. He guided you into the house and pulled away from you to close the front door.
“Chris, I uhh…I don’t understand. I thought your flight…was tomorrow,” you mumbled, getting distracted as he attached his mouth to the side of your neck. He softly sucked on the skin, making your back arch against the wall.
“I got an earlier flight. Couldn’t wait to get back to you,” he said, gripping your ass and kissing you again. You got lost in the kiss, tangling your fingers into his messy airplane hair. “Jump, sweetheart,” he instructed, grabbing at the back of your legs.
Him breaking the kiss was enough to bring you back to reality. “We can’t talk first?” You asked him, breathlessly.
“Can we talk later?. I’ve gone six weeks without you, I need you so fucking bad. I can’t wait to get my hands all over me.” He groaned, letting his hands slip under your shirt. You could feel his warm fingers caressing your sides. When you didn’t respond to his question, he looked up into your eyes.
“Do you need to talk now or do you need me as bad as I need you?” He said, moving his hands up and cupping your breasts. You sharply inhaled at the feeling, and Chris noticed. He took your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, noticing the whine that slipped out of your lips. “I need you now,” you mumbled.
That was enough for Chris. He quickly pulled your baggy shirt over your head, tossing to the side. He cursed under his breath, before burying his head in the valley between your breasts.
He placed wet kisses over your entire chest as you raked your nails up his back. “I forgot how fucking breathtaking you are, you know that? You’re a fucking goddess.” He practically moaned. You tugged at the hem of his v-neck. He took the hint and quickly tugged it off.
The next to go were your leggings. You cupped his face, pulling him into a kiss. You let his tongue easily glide into your mouth.
All thoughts of talking to Chris were gone as he touched you.
You squeaked when you felt his hand slip into your panties. Chris cockily smirked against the kiss. He used his finger to wipe up the wetness between your folds. “You really are soaked for me, aren’t you?” He asked.
You nodded your head, biting down hard on your bottom lip. His finger quickly slid inside you, making you moan and throw your head back against the wall.
“I’ve missed this so much. It’s been fucking hell to be away from you and not get to see you like this.” He swore.
His thumb found your clit in seconds, rubbing small circles. You were panting as you thrusted your hips into his hand. “Oh god, Chris,” you mumbled.
You were already seeing stars, and then he added another finger. Your abdomen began to tighten as he sped up the pace.
You were inches from your orgasm when he quickly retracted his hand. You huffed, lightly smacking arm. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I really need you to cum around my cock. Is that okay?” He asked you, to which you quickly nodded.
He quickly swooped you up and ran into your bedroom, tossing you onto the bed. He stripped himself of his clothes before climbing on top of you. “I think it’s time we get rid of these.” He mumbled, reaching behind you to unhook your bra.
While he did that, you shimmied out of your panties. He adjusted his grip on your hips, giving you a second to breathe before he pushed himself inside of you at an agonizingly slow pace.
“Fuck, I need you to go faster.” You moaned as you adjusted to his length. He continued to stretch you out, his eyes fluttering closed as he felt you squeeze him.
“It’s been too long, you’re so fucking tight for me.” He groaned, beginning to thrust in and out of you. Once he started, he couldn’t slow down. He was like an animal and all he could think about was how perfect you felt around him.
You balled the sheets up in your hands as he pounded into you. Moans were freely coming from both of you. “I’m not going to last very long.” You told him. He nodded his head, knowing he wouldn’t either, not after not seeing you for six weeks.
You jutted your hips forward to meet his thrusts. He grabbed your legs and wrapped them around his waist. As he pushed further into his you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly, you felt your eyes flutter closed again.
“Your moans are so pretty, keep going. Who’s making you feel this good, honey? Let everyone know.” He told you.
Chris loved when you were verbal, it only turned him on more. “Oh, it’s all you Chris. Only you,” you moaned.
“That’s right, no one fucks you like I do.” He said.
You were both getting really close to the edge. “You close too, sweetheart?” He asked you, already knowing the answer. You quickly nodded your head.
“Let go, cum of all over my cock.” He told you. His dirty words were enough to push you over the edge. You called out his name, squeezing onto his cock. He came inside of you, not long after.
He got off of you, and flopped down next to you on the bed. You both were sweaty and panting. “I love reunion sex with you.” Chris said, brushing your hair out of your face.
He peppered soft kisses up and down your arms until you had caught your breath again.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up.” He said, grabbing your hands and leading you to the bathroom. After that, you both fell asleep, quite exhausted from your previous activities.
The subject of the discussion you needed to have with Chris was the last thing on your mind, until you woke up the next morning.
You woke up way before Chris, due to his jet lag. You stayed in bed, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. It was peaceful, but it reminded you of all the reasons you wanted a real relationship.
You laid there, for what felt like hours, waiting for him to wake up. Finally, he stirred. His eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the sunlight.
“Hi there, sleepyhead.” You said, softly smiling at him. He smiled back at you, propping himself up on his bicep. “Good morning, beautiful.” He replied.
“You want some coffee?” You offered. He perked up at the suggestion of caffeine and nodded. You giggled before getting out of bed and heading towards the kitchen.
You slowly waited for the coffee pot to heat up. Then, Chris walked into the room, his boxers hanging low on his hips. “You not trust me to make you a cup of coffee?” You teased.
“Just offering to help,” he said, holding his hands up in surrender. You giggled, pushing him out of the kitchen. “I can handle it. Go put on some pants, there’s a pair of your sweatpants in the closet. We’re going to get distracted if you don’t.” You told him, knowing it wouldn’t be the first time.
He chuckled to himself and leaned in towards you. “What would be so terrible about that? I love getting distracted with you.” He whispered, tracing his fingers up your arm.
He really couldn’t help himself. “As much as I would like to spend all day in bed with you, we both have things to do today.” You told him, before turning back to the coffee pot.
He returned, a minute later, now sporting a pair of sweatpants. You were silent as you made the two cups of coffee. You were terrified about the conversation you were about to have. Your hands were even shaking as you tried to pour the milk into the coffee.
You handed him a mug and headed towards the living room. He sat down on the couch besides you, still not breaking the silence. His eyes were trained on you, trying to pick up on what was wrong.
“You okay?” He asked, softly. You bit your lip thinking of a response. All you could do was shake your head as you started to tear up. He quickly set the mug down on the coffee table. “What’s wrong?” He asked, pulling you into a hug.
He rubbed your back as you tried to hold back the tears. You were afraid you were about to lose your best friend. “We need to talk.” You said, softly.
Chris pulled out of the hug and looked you in the eyes. “Oh, so this is about us.” He said, with a disappointed tone. He thought he knew where the conversation was going.
“Do you want to end this? It’s fine if you do, you don’t have to feel guilty. I never thought it would last forever. Did you meet someone?” He asked you, starting to ramble.
You shook your head. “While you were away, I realized something. And god it’s killing me to tell you because I really don’t want to lose my best friend.” You said, trying to take a deep breath.
Chris cupped your face and rested his forehead against yours. “Hey hey hey, take a breath. You are not going to lose me. You know you can tell me anything.” He said, trying to reassure you.
��I made you a promise to you, and I broke it.” You told him, nervously. Chris stilled your shaking hands with his. “It’s just me and you.” He comforted you.
“I promised you that this was just for sex, and I wouldn’t get attached. I can’t do it anymore. I fucking fell for you, and it makes me feel so humiliated. We’ve been friends for years and I used to laugh at the girls who fell head over heels for you, but now I’m just like them. I promised that this wouldn’t happen. And what makes it worse is I’m going to lose my best friend too.” You rambled, putting your head in your hands.
There was an agonizing silence after your confession. Chris didn’t know what to say. With every passing second, you could hear the silence ringing in your ears.
“You fell for me?” He asked, still stunned from what he had just heard. You nodded your head, still silent. “Wow,” you heard him mumble under his breath.
You understood why he was shocked, but waiting for his response was killing you.
“I guess it’s a good thing that I fell for you too.” He said, smiling. Your head popped up, examining his face. You wanted to make sure he wasn’t messing with you. “Are you serious?” You asked, your face lighting up.
He just chuckled, nodding his head. You leaped into his lap, pulling him into a kiss. He eagerly kissed you back, cupping your face.
This kiss was better than any other time you’d kissed Chris; there was meaning behind it this time. You let your hands wander over his shoulders and arms, memorizing the way his bare skin felt under your fingers.
You pulled away to take a breath, and Chris buried his head in your neck. He left small wet kisses. “For the record, you are nothing like those other girls.” He praised you.
He found the sweet spot on your neck, softly sucking on the skin. You softly hummed in contentment. “That feel good?” He asked you.
You nodded your head, this time, rocking your hips against his. A low groan came from Chris. “I thought you said putting sweatpants on would stop this from happening.” He teased you, lifting the oversized shirt over your head. You were left in just your panties.
“You look so good on top of me, honey.” He practically moaned. You rocked your hips against his again. Chris adjusted his grip so he was holding your hips. “Keep going,” he told you.
You started to grind your hips against him. He used his hands to help move you faster. You let out a small squeak when he thrusted himself up and pushed against your clit.
You tugged his sweatpants and boxers down just far enough that his leaking cock sprung free. “God, you look so fucking gorgeous right now.” He groaned.
You wrapped your hand around his cock, giving him slow, long strokes. He leaned his head back against the couch, panting. “Your hand feels like heaven, sweetheart, but you know what would feel better and make you feel good too?” He asked.
He reached out his hand and moved your panties to the side. After he lined himself up, he looked into your eyes. “Go ahead, I want to watch you ride me.” He told you.
You slowly inched yourself down onto his cock. “Ohhh, yes,” you moaned, planting your hands on his shoulders for support. He bottomed out inside of you.
You stayed still for just a minute, adjusting to the new angle. “I could stay here like this forever.” He said, brushing some of your hair out of your face.
You gave him a small nod when you were ready. He helped pick you up, so he was completely pulled out of you. Then, you slammed yourself back onto his cock, thrusting up and down.
Chris kept a tight grip on your hips, helping lift you up and down. “Ohh, so fucking deep,” you mumbled. Chris was filling you up completely and it was making you see stars.
“You know what’s good about us being together now?” He asked you. You shook your head, not being able to form words. “Now, I get to remind you how you’re mine when I’m this deep inside of you. You’re mine now, sweetheart. I’m the only one who gets to be inside this sweet little pussy or hear your moans. You’re it for me, sweetheart.” He told you. You called out his name, getting more turned on by his words.
“Getting really close,” you told him. He nodded, reaching one hand down to rub circles into your clit. You were squeezing around his cock, just waiting for your release. You both were moaning messes as your sweating bodies rammed against each other.
Your moans sped up, coming out quick and high-pitched. Chris could see from the way your eyes had fluttered closed that you were close. “Cum for me,” he said, not slowing down at all.
You could your abdomen start to tighten and you both came at the same time. He screamed out your name, squeezing your hands in his.
You collapsed against his chest, sweaty and out of breath. “That was so fucking hot. You are gorgeous, and you’re all mine.” Chris whispered, pressing kisses to your temple.
After a minute, you both stood up and Chris dragged you towards the shower where he reminded that you both had all day and nothing else to do.
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valiantphantomangel · 3 months
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A/n: this is my delayed Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy and a happy new year 🎊 🫶.
New years shenanigans
"Y/N get out of bed, the fireworks are about to start!" Robert yelled from downstairs and you groan before pulling a pillow over your head to silence the shouting.
You and the marvel cast were invited by RDJ to spend the night at his mansion to celebrate the New Year and watch the fireworks since his mansion looked over the city.
But you being you, got tired and decided to take a nap (over sleeping and not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed) and now it was almost midnight when the fireworks would start.
"I swear to god come down now or me, Hiddleston and Evans will come and drag you down!"
"But this bed is so warm" you whined softly as you snuggled further under the blankets.
"Alright that's it" Robert yelled and you heard 3 pairs of footsteps coming upstairs, you squealed and quickly pulled the blankets over your head to hide before the door was opened.
You heard them coming closer before Tom Hiddleston ripped your blanket off and tackled you onto the bed as you tried to run away.
"Now that's not very polite Little Dove" Tom mused as Chris Evans pulled your arms over your head and Robert took your feet in a chokehold to keep them still.
"SorRYHAHHAHAHA" i burst out laughing as Tom suddenly digged into my ribs.
"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear you there, did you hear her Evans"? Robert said with a grin as he traced your soles.
"Nope I didn't understand a thing" Chris grinned and tickled your neck softly.
"GHAHAHHHA YOU JERK'SHAHHAHAHAH"!
They all faux gasped and you knew you were done for, all of them went full in on your death spots.
It. Was. Torture.
Your scream of laughter went through the mansion as you trashed around, your face red from all the laughing.
"Are you going to come out of bed now?" Tom asked with a smirk as he looked down at you.
"YESHAHHAHAHA"!
"You promise?"
"I PROMISEHIHIHIHIHIHI"!
They let you go and you immediately curled up into a ball "i hate you guys" you mutter with some soft giggles as the ghost tickles slowly went away.
"You love us, now come on or we are gonna be late for the fireworks" Chris smiled and pulled you to your feet.
You all rushed downstairs to the rest of the cast who stood outside, counting down the last seconds of 2023.
"They got you too huh"? Scarlet asked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders.
"Yeah" you said with a soft chuckle.
"Those three are a serious pain sometimes" Sebastian said as he stood next to you.
"Oh you love us" Chris grinned as he punched Sebastian shoulder and quickly stood next to Hemsworth for protection as Seb looked at him daringly.
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1"
"HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!
You all hugged each other as the sky littered with fireworks, illuminating the night's sky.
And as you stood there, in the arms of people who truly loved you, you couldn't believe how lucky you are.
The marvel cast is a family and you were honored to be part of it.
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geminixevans-stan · 1 year
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The Four Mischiefs
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Pairing: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes x PR!Female Reader
Words: 2.1k+
Summary: Reader has to deal with four delinquents after their trip turned into a social media frenzy
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, mentions of violence, Bucky being a little shit, explicit language
A/N: I missed this little series so much! I wrote this while on the devil’s lettuce so I hope you all enjoy! Like, comment, & reblog! ♥
I do not consent to my work being copied, plagiarized, or translated in any way >:P
PR Chronicles Masterlist
Mondays were usually the normal recharge day after a weekend away from responsibilities. You were always a Monday person, ready to restart the work week and see what else you could accomplish. This Monday… you hated. While not many things could ruin your mood on a Monday, a group of mischiefs had a nice weekend.
And by nice you mean an utter disaster…
The large conference room usually was used for daily debriefings for the Avengers. But, because a certain video of Earth’s mightiest defenders stayed on the internet for three days until you finally got wind of it and scrubbed the web so clean that everyone on social media thought they were in a simulation, you had to do deep damage control.
Instead of having a meeting about how to save the Earth, you were sat in front of the conference table as Tony, Sam, Bucky, and Steve sat in the seats around the dark table as the video of their trip played out in front of them. 
Sam and Bucky had the look of accomplishment on their faces as they tagged team a group of normal human men in a neighborhood looking to match the housing of the New Orleans communities. Steve sat with his hands clasped in his lap, shame on his face as he cringe at the amount of force he used on his attacking party. 
And then came Tony… In all your time in knowing him, he never had the look of fear or shame etched on his features. Yet as you stare down at every single hero in your sight, Tony Stark looks… embarrassed. 
Even with their looks, you can still get to the bottom of why they were where they were and why they decided to fight an entire neighborhood (they won, of course).
The video began to end and with each passing second you became more and more irritated with all of them. No doubt Sam and Bucky were not sorry for what they did but you were going to make them issue a fake apology by any means necessary. 
You step close to the table, resting your hands on the surface as you take a seat at the head of it. All eyes were on you and every single one of them got their own glance before you decide to start grilling. 
“Anyone wants to start with what we’ve just seen gentlemen? Give me precise answers and it may or no may not help the consequences you’re all gonna get,” the coolness on your tongue was enough to send a shiver through them all. It was evident that they all messed up, royally. But nobody wanted to speak up. 
With a sly smirk on his face, Bucky raised his hand, waiting to be called on. The quirk in your eyebrow was all the interest you were going to give him as you called on him, “Sergeant Barnes, the repeat offender. What happened here?”
The clear of Bucky’s throat could be heard when he stood up, his metal hand pressed to the table as he began to speak, “Well, Sam decided to invite us all for a Boy’s trip to his hometown at the last minute and as you see in the video, there were some targets that needed some attention.” 
“Targets? So was this a mission or a trip of leisure Sergeant Barnes?”
“A trip…”
“So you were fighting for fun am I correct?”
“Seemed fun to me,” Bucky shrugged, taking another look at the screen as the video began to play again, making Bucky smile as he saw the combos he laid to his enemies, “With all due respect, they started it and we finished it.”
A scoff left your throat as Bucky took his seat, looking more accomplished than he did earlier. 
“So, we have two super soldiers and two men that use technology for their powers, fighting regular human beings for fun? Please, help me understand why four men with advantages decided to go fight for sport. ”
“That’s…. Not what happened,” Steve’s low, deep voice filled the room. Your head turned to him, shifting in his seat as his eyes finally met yours, “The trip part was true but I wouldn’t say the fight was for fun”
“Here comes the Golden boy,” Bucky quipped, chuckling afterwards.
“Enough Sergeant Barnes. You’ll just make your punishment worse than what it is. I’ll turn you into a more Golden Boy than Steve,” you spat, not even giving Bucky a second look as you keep your eyes on Steve. 
The room fell silent as Bucky slid a little in his seat, the brooding demeanor back as you continued your interrogating. “So what happened Captain Rogers? You don’t look so good in there either.”
“They really did start it ma’am. Sam wanted to show us his childhood home and we took the walk there just to take in the scenery. As we walked up the street, there were a large group of residents outside and they knew who we were.”
Your eyes, stay stuck on Steve, listening to him go into detail about what transpired that night. Each detail could be seen on the camera as clear as day. You just needed the verbal recollection of events.
“And then what Captain Rogers?”
“Tony made one of the guys mad because he wouldn’t give up his suit and… well I don’t want to say what the man said to Tony. It was bad”
For the first time throughout the meeting, Sam perked and said, “He called Tony a bitch ass daddy’s boy and then Tony swung.”
“SAM!!!” they all yelled as Sam slid down with the most widest grin on his face. 
“Snitch’n Sam at it again,” chuckled Bucky as he shook his head.
“Jesus Sam,” groaned Steve.
“I should have blew your legs off,” quipped Tony. 
You leaned back, rolling your eyes at each of them. But still, their stories matched with the video that you went over ten times before 9 AM today. They fucked up, Tony more than the others. You knew exactly how to deal with him and he wasn’t going to to like it one bit. 
He was the only one who didn’t have anything to say and he wasn’t going to be let off that easily. With the fold of your arms over your chest, you glared him down until his eyes met yours, “For a person who doesn’t know how to stop talking, Mr. Stark, you sure are quiet. What’s up?”
Tony rolled his eyes, breathing in before letting out a large sigh, “If I may defend myself here. It did escalate more than I wanted it to go. I mean can ya blame me? He was trying to take my suit!”
“I can see just fine Tony and he didn’t go near your suit or attempt to take it. Now what he said to you may not be right but… you have suit of armor! That you put on to fight. What would have happened if you really hurt someone. That then goes beyond my expertise.”
“Sorry mother…” Tony murmured under his breath. Not low enough because everyone heard it. 
It wasn’t the first or the last time that Tony called you that for chewing him out, but it was the tone he used that made a smile spread across your face, “Very cute. At least I wasn’t the one who fought and still got their suit taken. I wonder how they were able to do that?”
Stifled laughs could be heard from Sam and Bucky’s side, each holding in their laughter as the footage of different residents, taking pieces of Tony’s suit and running away played vividly. 
Bucky was the first to double over in laughter as Tony’s screams could be heard while the other three finished off their fighting. Steve gave you an apologetic look the more chaos ensued in the meeting. 
Your head was beginning to hurt and if you didn’t get out of these heels, someone was going to feel your wrath. 
“I’m glad that for some of you, this is amusing. Because It’s time to have my fun and hope you will laugh with me while I give your assignments on how to make it up to the public for your indiscretions.”
Silence fell over the room again as you slid all 4 of them their own Manila folder with separate tasks to win the public’s heart back. Sam was the first one to speak. 
“There is no way I’m doing this! Why do I have to do the clean up?! Tony was the one causing havoc!”
“Hey genius, we’re both doing the clean up so shut up”
“You shut up!” 
“No, You shut up”
“Both of you shut up!” you snapped, rubbing your temples slowly as they all read their briefing. 
The furrow on Steve’s eyebrows was evident as he read his tasks over and over, looking up at you over his folder, “Please don’t make me do this. I thought I was done with the infomercials,” he groaned, giving you his best puppy dog look. If it was just you and him, maybe you would have given in. But you couldn’t be moved. 
“And you can do just a few more. Next time don’t follow through with their shenanigans Captain Rogers,” amusement on your tongue as burst his bubble, chuckling when you heard Bucky’s sound of disgust. 
“Tell me why I have to fix some old stinky dusty boat?” he asked, leaning back as she threw his folder on the desk. 
You hummed happily, sitting up in your chair as you stared him down, “Because Sam’s sister asked for you since she said that Sam can’t fix crap”
“Hey!”
You threw your hands up in fake surrender, “Her words, not mine Mr. Wilson.”
Bucky smirked, sitting back up in his seat as she clapped Sam on the shoulder, “Don’t worry Sam, I’ll take good care of your sister,” a smile spreading across his face as he sat back, swerving his chair to the left the moment he saw Sam reach back.
With everyone knowing their punishments, you were entirely ready for this meeting to be over, “Is everyone fine with what they need to do but their assigned deadlines?” the room was filled with different version of yes and that was good enough for you. 
You ended the meeting, wanting nothing to do with any of them as you worked on keeping the said video off the internet and issuing apologies on each one of their social media sites. 
In true Bucky fashion, he sent you a quick test, stating that he wasn’t actually sorry. Which you replied with and eye roll emoji before packing up your things to go home with. 
A knock got your attention as you saw Steve in his civilian clothes, holding a beautiful arrangement of roses in your favorite color. Information that Steve didn’t or shouldn’t know about. 
“Trying to butter me up Captain Rogers?” you ask, standing by your desk as you stared at him from the threshold of the door. He cleared his throat, softly clutching the bouquet in his hand, “N-no ma’am. I’m a man of my word and I’ll make things right. These are for you. For causing you stress on your favorite day. May I?”
Your eyes widen slightly as your mouth opened up and closed again, ushering him in, “How did you… Know that?” amazement on your tongue as she placed the vase on your desk. 
Steve placed his hands in pocket of his jeans, his height well over half of yours as she stared down at you and shrugged, “You always wear pink on Monday’s and your favorite coffee mug is pink. Just something I paid attention to…”
A smile played at your lips as you stared at the almost timid man before you. He was nervous and it was all because of you? Couldn’t be. 
You place the handle of your purse over your shoulder, picking up the vase in your other arm and walk towards him, still having a good space between you two, “I like your attention to detail Captain Rogers…”
“Steve… you can call me Steve.”
His permission to call you his personal name made you smile, causing you to stand in silence before speaking, letting his name play on your tongue, “Steve… nice eye” your voice low was you brush past him, and out the door, leaving him to have the start of reddening cheeks. 
Steve stood there for a moment, watching you walk away as she made sure you were gone before leaving. He closes your door, only to be startled by Sam and Bucky waiting outside. 
Bucky chuckled, shaking his head as she looked at Steve, “You didn’t ask her yet did you?”
“Come on man, you know he didn’t,” snickered Sam. 
They both laughed with each other as Steve rolled his eyes, looking back before a smile played at his lips, “No. But, she did call me Steve…”
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bibissparkles · 1 year
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capition: love record this with you guys, go watch your movie cuties 🤍💯
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zoezaldana - it was a pleasure work with you sweetie !!!
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imsebastianstan - and i love this mess 💗
chrisevans - stop, i'm now i'm single, no need to be all cheesy (no, i'm not crying now), i hope you be like this forever, love yall
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....stories.............................................................................................................
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she likes the nature so much 💖
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pleade keep feeding us with cuteness please, it's what keep me going
chrisevans - even seb found his girl, but, WHAT ABOUT ME??
< sebastianstan - wdym even seb?
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deep-sea-gigantinism · 5 months
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my goal for today (while taking a break from my novel) is to outline a lengthy batim fic based on an idea for an ending that i’ve had in my notes for over a year😎
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tonystarkwifey · 6 months
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ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ | H. Styles
ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛᴡᴏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟʟʏ ꜰʟɪʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏᴜꜱ & ɢᴏᴏꜰʏ. ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴊᴏɪɴ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ "ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ." ꜱᴏ,ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ?
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ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏɴ, ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇɴʏ?
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