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every-marveler-ever · 2 years

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Laundry Day

Flufftober Day 1: Wearing Eachothers Clothes

😒 TONY STARK BINGO MARK VI - Stony

🌭 STEVE ROGERS BINGO 2022 - "I'm not looking for forgiveness. And I'm past asking for permission."

🛏️ MARVEL FLUFF BINGO ROUND 4 - Play Fighting*

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PAIRING(S): Tony Stark/Steve Rogers

RATING: General

WARNING(S): Platonic cuddling, playfighting

Steve is looking for his jumper, his and his alone, Tony thinks the jumper he's wearing fits him just right.

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Tony before college didn’t know what a laundry day was, he never really needed to worry about if his clothes were going to be clean for him the next day because he knew somebody would do it.

Steve on the other hand is very used to laundry day and maybe having a single pair of track pants to wear on said day, it’s certainly different now that there are enough clothes in his wardrobe that he wouldn’t have to do laundry for months.

This walk-in wardrobe is where he currently stands wrecking through each wrack looking for his jumper, the jumper that was warm and blue and embarrassingly themed around Captain America, himself.

“Steve, babe, have you seen my cufflinks, the lego ones Peter got me?” Toy asks nonchalantly yelling out over the penthouse, walking into their shared bedroom. When Steve sees him his face lights up seeing what Tony is wearing.

He then goes dark, just slightly, “you stole my jumper!” Steve excuses Tony pointing towards the embroidered jumper that clearly has C. America on the sleeve and the shield stitched on the back. So what that Steve wears his own merchandise, and maybe it was a custom order on Etsy but it’s still his, gifted by Ned and Peter the last Christmas.

Tony’s hands raise in the air, “all my jumpers were in the wash, I didn’t think it would be a big deal, sorry,” he begins pouting sitting on the puff that is in the middle of the wardrobe, yes the room is that big.

Steve breathes one big breath in and then one out trying to plaster a smile on his face, going into Tony’s side of the closet Steve rummages before finding a jacket of Tony’s an ironman letterman-themed jacket with Stark printed on the back. Attempting to put it on Steve mutters, “how would you feel if I just put your clothes on!”

Putting a hand over his mouth Tony has to stop himself from laughing as he watches Steve attempt to fit in his Tony-sized jacket. Tony wants to be mad or sympathise with Steve but he really finds himself doing the opposite, “Steve, honey, I don’t think you fit.” Steve ever the righteous puffs out his chest ignoring Tony’s comment.

“I want an apology,” Steve mutters taking off the jacket now that he knows it doesn’t fit and it’s not ever planning on fitting.

With a sly smile, Tony shrugs his shoulder, "I'm not looking for forgiveness. And I'm past asking for permission." So proud of himself Tony is smug at the comment he has just made, “besides I think it looks better on me,” he smirks twirling in the mirror with the overside jumper.

So Steve jumps at him pulling him to the floor rolling around and play-fighting before ending up just laying on the ground laughing, “we are way too old for this.”

Tony nods curling into steve’s side, “definitely.” And that’s where they lay calm and collected.

“I’m still not sorry,” Tony mutters and the whole argument happens again.

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🛏️ MFB: Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers, Warnings: Platonic cuddling, playfighting, Word Count: 510, Square Filled: Play Fighting

Cards: @flufftober @tonystarkbingo @marvelfluffbingo @steverogersbingo

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ibelieveinturtles · 1 year

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The Wardrobe

It doesn’t take long to lose Jane in the big house. Darcy goes left instead of right and finds herself walking down a long, door-lined corridor. Opening one, she peers into a small room, empty except for a large wardrobe that probably dates from early last century.

Walking toward it, she idly opens the doors, hoping for something interesting inside.

Nope. Just a load of moth eaten old coats.

Footsteps thud along the corridor and Darcy startles. Jane always walks lightly.

There’s nowhere for Darcy to go without being seen.

Except…

She turns to the wardrobe and climbs in.

Heart thumping in her chest, Darcy peeks through the crack of the wardrobe doors. Questions jumble through her mind—Where is Jane? Is she okay? Who’s in the hall?

With a jolt, she realises she left the door to the room ajar. Way to make it obvious there’s someone in here, she thinks. It swings open a little further and a booted foot steps in, rapidly followed by the rest of a jack-booted thug. She instinctively pulls back from the door but instead of the back wall of the wardrobe as she expects, her back presses against… a tree?

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Title: The Wardrobe Squares Filled: Marvel Fluff Bingo: O4, "Narnia AU" Darcy Lewis Bingo Party Game Instant Swap:“Magic AU” Author: ibelieveinturtles Pairing: n/a Rating: g Warnings: n/a Summary: While investigating an old English country house,Darcy finds an old wardrobe full of coats. Word count: 200

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This might end up being one of those things I add onto whenever I get a suitably inspiring bingo prompt :-)

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benevolentgodloki · 2 years

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Pirate’s Fanfic Scribblings

Title: Astral Affection Pairing: Loki/Stephen Strange Rating: E (explicit) Word Count: 1994 Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Very Slight Dubcon, Astral Sex, Sleep Sex Summary: Strange doesn't want Loki knowing he's using astral projection to study at night. Turns out the god of mischief can teach him a thing or two.

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Stephen glared at him. “Can I help you with something?”

“I was about to ask you the same question. You know, you cannot be fully refreshed to defend the Sanctum if you do not allow your mind to recharge, too. You can’t help being limited.”

“I’m a neurosurgeon, dumbass, I think I know plenty more about brains than even you in your thousand and whatever years of existence. I’m fine.”

Loki grinned. “And I know a lot more about astral projection. Where is your defenceless body right now? Slumped over in the kitchen? Drifting off in the bath? Halfway through a midnight lecture from Wong?”

“Obviously it’s in bed,” Stephen snipped and at once realised he’d taken the bait. “Oh, no. No, I know that look. Loki, what are you d—? Loki!” At a flourish of the god’s hand, Stephen felt his spectral energy pinned in place.

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iamartemisday · 2 years

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Title: Muse Written For: @marvelfluffbingo square B1- Artist AU @augustwritingchallenge Artist’s Muse AU Pairing: Steve/Darcy Rating: G Warnings: N/A Summary: Darcy needs help with an assignment. Steve is more than happy to step up.

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godestof3worlds · 2 years

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Pairing - Tony Stark/Pepper Potts

Square Filled - Holding Hands

Summary - Tony needs to leave on a dangerous mission but Pepper doesn't want to lose him.

Title - Just Come Back

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buckys-wintersoldier · 4 months

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Hair holds memories | Bucky Barnes

Pairing -> Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary -> When you come home your boyfriend has tried to cut his hair. But he needs your help to cut them properly.

Warnings -> (T) Slight mention of Bucky’s past trauma, fluff

Wordcount -> 1.2k

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"Buck?” You shout through the apartment of you and Bucky. You just come back from work and take off your jacket and shoes while you wait for Bucky's response.

With a confused gaze, you look around, but you can’t see him. You furrow your eyebrows and walk through the floor. You see his t-shirt on the ground, and you smile.

Maybe he is in the bedroom, waiting for you. He sometimes does that as a surprise, but when you see the door closed, you know he isn’t in the bedroom. Not waiting naked on the bed with that mischievous grin on his lips. But you know he is home, somewhere in your shared apartment.

You hear slow music from another room, and when you walk further to the bathroom, you hear the 40’s song your boyfriend loves the most, as well as him singing. He always listens to them when he can, and when you look through the door, you see him in front of the mirror. He slowly moves his body while he sings quietly, and you smile at him.

A gasp escapes your lips when you see his brown hair, which is definitely not the way it was in the morning. You knock against the door, and your boyfriend turns around, looking at you, and you see the scissors in his hand as well as a strand of his long brown hair.

“Hey, doll,” he says softly, and you chuckle. “I like when you sing,” you mumble and lean against the door frame. Bucky smiles shyly, and his cheeks have a slight red tone. There he is, the big man who gets red cheeks when someone compliments him. “Thank you. I mean, singing isn’t really my strong suit, but I just really enjoy it,” he says, placing the scissors on the counter next to the sink.

“You can sing very well,” you say, and you walk closer. He still holds the strand in his hand; it looks like he holds something important in his hand. “What did you do with your hair?” You ask softly and run your fingers through the messy, middle-length, brown hair of your boyfriend.

He loved his long hair; he was so proud of them because he was able to make different buns, and he always liked it when you played with his long hair. So you wonder why he just cut them. And he hasn’t cut them well; they are all different lengths, and it looks like a situational action by him.

“I cut my hair,” he mumbles, and he places his head against your shoulder. “I see, but why? You were so proud of your long hair,” you say, looking at his hair in your hand. “It’s just-“ Bucky sighs and leans back to look at you.

His blue eyes change from a bright blue into a cold, more sad one, and he looks like a lost puppy. You capture his face with your hands and press your lips softly on his. He wraps his arms around your body and presses you against him.

When you two look at each other again, he inhales deeply. “I saw those pictures; the newspaper showed them a while ago, and I found one of them, and they showed the winter soldier,” he says quietly.

Since Bucky is free from all the things Hydra did to him, he talks in the third person about the Winter Soldier. He doesn’t even dare say that he was it, and you'll understand why he talks that way about the assassin.

You let your fingers run through his hair and show him with a slight smile to continue talking. “I had all those pictures from Hydra, and- you know,” he whispers, looking down, ashamed of what he did while he was under the control of Hydra. “But it’s not your fault; you had no control when you were the winter soldier,” you say, and he nods, not really believing that.

He blames himself for everything; it starts with small things when he breaks something like a plate, but he also blames himself for everything he does as the winter soldier. “I love you, Buck. There is no reason to blame yourself. I don’t blame you, so you shouldn’t do it either. I love you because I know who you are and how sweet and gentle you are; that matters, not the winter soldier,” you tell him, and he nods softly. “But do you tell me why you told me about the newspaper and cut your hair? I think the newspaper has something to do with your hair cut.”

After a moment, he sighs. “Yes, do you know the video we saw a while ago? In the television,” he says, but you shake your head. You've watched a lot lately, so you don’t really know what he means. “Hair holds memories,” he tells you, and you immediately remember the video he is taking about.

“So when I saw the newspaper, I saw my long hair there. I immediately thought about the video, and I cut my hair. I love you and our memories, but my long hair reminds me of the winter soldier,” he explains, and you nod, looking at his hair again. “Is it ugly? Do you still love me? I can let my hair grow again when you prefer that,” he immediately adds, looking at you with a questioning gaze.

“You’re not ugly, Buck. You’re as beautiful as always. And when you think cutting your hair is what you want, then it’s oke. I still love you as much as before, and I will forever,” you whisper, and he sighs in relief. “But let me help you cut them so they are all the same length,” you say, and he walks back to the sink where the scissors lie.

You take it, and he kneels down in front of you. You run your fingers through his hair and chuckle softly. “You’re such a cute one,” you mumble more to yourself, and he smiles at your words.

When you finish his haircut, you take a step back, and he stands up, looking into the mirror with a growing smile. “That looks pretty good; thank you, doll,” he says and turns towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing you against him.

“I love you, and it really means a lot that you helped me with my hair and that you’re always there for me,” he tells you before he remembers something. “I have something for you, a little present,” he whispers against your lips, kisses you, and lifts you up.

You reach for a shelf next to you and place the scissors there when he carries you out of the bathroom and into your bedroom. “Bucky, where are we going? It’s not time to sleep yet,” you giggle, but he walks further into the room.

Then he places you in front of your bed, and you look at it. There are two cards for the cinema, and you recognize a picture of your favorite movie on them. Next to them is a small box with your favorite chocolate. You turn to your boyfriend, and he smirks at you. “Thank you so much, Buck. You’re the best,” you say, and he captures your face with his big but soft hands to press his lips passionately on yours, and your hands find their way into his now short but still fluffy brown hair.

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mostly-marvel-musings · 9 days

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Tease me

A/N: Here we are. First entry of the Fandom free bingo! @fandom-free-bingo I mean, I said no more actor AU but look at me now! Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story.

Pairing: Actor! Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, fluff.

Word count: 1k

Square filled: “Did I do that? I’m so sorry…” & Orgasm denial

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“We’re ready for your next change, Mr. Stark.” the assistant to the designer nodded towards the changing rooms, pulling Tony’s attention away from the monitor that displayed his last shot while the photographer laughing heartily at his quips.

You were sitting in a corner on a plush lounge chair, sipping coffee and watching the photoshoot that your boyfriend was absolutely nailing. You found it endearing how after every shot he’d run to the monitor and then glance back at you for approval, not that he needed it, the man slayed in every look that the designer had envisioned for the day.

Throwing you a wink over his shoulder, Tony trotted back into the changing rooms, leaving you to stare at his glorious butt that looked extra cute in those pants he was wearing. You had an idea pop in your mind in the morning, a naughty one that suggested you could have your sweet revenge over last night’s activities.

“You’re close, aren’t you hon?”

Tony’s honey-dripping whisper brought you back from the edge you were almost tipping on, his fingers still curled inside your throbbing heat. A whine left your lips, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes at this point. He had been edging you for what felt like hours, pushing you back to square one as you got to the brink of your orgasm. All for a silly bet, which at this point you were regretting agreeing to.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart.”

“Yes! I am close, I am so fucking close, Tony! Please!” you didn’t care how desperate you sounded, you needed your release, it was driving you crazy having your entire body light up with desire and carnal passion only to have it snatched away.

Clicking his tongue, Tony’s smile was evident as he kissed your neck, clearly reveling in your defeat. If only your hands weren’t tied, you thought. Removing his fingers from your slick heat, he licked them clean before untying the knot that held your hands above your head, caressing your wrists gently.

“I thought I’d have some competition, didn’t think you’d give up so soon.” he hummed, covering you with the sheets before kissing your forehead softly, adding to your frustration.

“Got an early day tomorrow, honey. You know that photoshoot? I should get my beauty sleep.”

Tony pulled you against his chest with a self-satisfying grin, wedging a leg between yours as you tried to get some friction against your pulsing clit.

“You know the rules, Y/N. If you touch yourself, I’ll know.”

“I hate you, Stark.” you grumbled, kicking his feet with yours as he wiggled his toes against your skin.

“We’ll see about that.”

The door to the changing room was shut as you approached it, knocking on it lightly, you mimicked the voice of one of the assistants stating he’d forgotten some accessory. Smirking when his head popped through, you sneaked inside the tiny room and clicked it shut.

“Can I help you with something?”

Tony raised an eyebrow up at you, gauging your intentions as your eyes roamed down his semi-naked form. This man really was every bit gorgeous as he looked in all the pictures, the fact that he knew it only added to the sex appeal. His toned chest, taut muscles and happy trail was on display and you did nothing to stop your gaze from slipping southward.

You were on a mission, afterall. It was payback time.

Placing your hands on his torso, you gave him a push until his back was against a wall, that look of surprise turning darker when he realized your intentions. Palming his clothed, soft cock, you earned a soft grunt from the man before you silenced any upcoming protests by kissing him.

“Okay, but you gotta make it quick. There’s quite a few people waiting for me outside.” Tony mumbled against your lips.

“Let them wait, I don’t care.”

“Oh? Someone’s being a brat today. Are you riled up from last night, honey?” he smirked as his cock twitched under your hand.

The audacity.

Giving him one last look, you sunk to your knees and peeled his underwear down, his half mast length staring back at you. He let out another breath he was holding as you wrapped your fingers around him, giving him a few lazy strokes before your mouth replaced it. His veiny length twitched inside your velvety mouth, standing erect as you went along with your ministrations. The salty precum made its presence known at the back of your tongue while you fondled his balls, knowing it drove him nuts every time.

It always gave you a sense of power when you had this man at your mercy. Tony was the perfect switch in bed, there were times when he had you under him, obeying his every command and getting rewarded for it and then there times when he was a complete sub, eager almost desperate for your touch.

You felt him thrust into your mouth, his hand gripping your hair firmly as his thigh muscles tensed, indicating he was getting close. That was the point you let him go, his saliva coated cock left abandoned as you stood up.

“Hey!”

You pulled his boxers back up, buttoning his pants that were tailored to perfection for his next look, smirking at the obvious tent it formed.

“Did I do that? I’m so sorry…”

Your face hadn’t the faintest trace of remorse, he knew that, it was retribution for his actions. Helping him get dressed, you stifled a giggle as you pretended to fix his hair while Tony glared at you.

“You’re not sorry, you’re just–”

“Just what? Did you just meet your match, Anthony Stark?” you laughed as he shook his head, putting on some of the accessories laid out on the table.

That he had, he knew that. There was nobody like you, you were perfect in his eyes.

Cracking the door back open, he called for his assistant, you had to crane your neck to listen to what he was saying.

“I think it would be better if we had one of the chair shots set up now? Make it happen.”

He threw you the finger behind his back while you giggled some more.

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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Vulnerable Drunk

Steven Grant x reader

Words: 469

FLUFF BINGO

Ending this year with a Steven Grant fic hope you all love it and have a great new year!!

“Okay, yeah just one foot in front of the other. You got it,” you encouraged as you did your best to guide Steven through his front doors.

He was slouched over, his body heavy in your arms, but you somehow managed to get him to the corner of his bed. Once his butt hit his mattress, he instantly sprawled his limbs out, before tucking them back in and laying on his side, letting out a breath of air with his eyes closed.

After making sure he was somewhat comfortable, you give his head a final pat before stepping away.

“No, don’t go,” Steven whined, his voice fragile.

“Relax, I'm just going to get you water. I’ll be right back,” you replied, heading towards the open kitchen area.

Returning onto the empty spot next to him, you pat for him to get up and he does so reluctantly. “Here have some water, it'll do you good for tomorrow.”

With eyes still closed he took a sip of the water and let the cool liquid slip down his throat. After finishing half the glass he held it out and you took it placing it to the side. “Thanks,” he said, eyes struggling slightly to remain open. Once he finally got to open his eyelids he caught sight of you and his facial muscles instantly lifted into a sleepy intoxicated smile.

Steven caught you by surprise by grabbing your shoulders, “has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?”

You laugh a little, caught off guard and his grip on you loosens a bit.

“You look just like my love. So pretty.”

His hands leave your body and he leans back down against the soft sheets. “I love my love. But shhh,” he abruptly sits up again before moaning a little at the sudden movement, “don’t tell ‘em.”

“Oh?” This you were curious about. “Why not?” You whisper.

“I say it too much. I don’t want to scare my love away.”

You suppress a laugh. You didn’t know what was funnier; him not realizing who you were or the fact that he kept referring to you as his love.

“Steven, I am your love. And you’ll never scare me away. In fact I don’t say those words enough. I love you.”

“Show me.”

For a moment you weren’t sure you didn’t imagine what you just heard. “What?“

“Show me you love me.“

You’re a bit surprised at his sudden bluntness, not used to this from him. But without any argument you bent down, and brushing his curls away from his forehead you placed a tiny kiss against his skin.

When you sat back up he was already smiling with his eyes closed. “I love that.”

“And I love you. Now finish your water or you’ll be feeling it tomorrow.”

“Yes my love.”

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bisamwilson · 1 year

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Sam stands at his bathroom sink, splashing water on his face to rid his eyes of leftover slumber, and looks up into the mirror.

Every day, he finds himself older than he ever remembers getting.

Flecks of gray sprinkle his goatee, a leftover look reminiscent of his golden years, and a small roll of his tummy peeks out over the elastic of his briefs.

He stretches out his neck and his back, the cracking noises louder every day, and rubs at the spot beneath his shoulder that always seems just a little sore these days. It’s not enough to stop him from going on his morning run—even if it is more of a fast walk/jog these days on account of his poor knees—but it is enough to make him a little more careful when he stretches.

Strong hands take over the kneading at his shoulder, and Sam relaxes into his husband’s touch, groaning when he thumbs over a problem spot just right. His eyes close for just a moment, appreciating the fact that Bucky knows his body just as well as he does, before he opens them and studies Bucky’s face in the mirror.

Bucky’ll never show his true age, sure, but the weight of the years has run down his face all the same, if at a slower pace than it would anyone else’s. There’s a bit of silver in his short beard to match with Sam’s own, bits of hair near his ears that gleam against the rest.

He wonders how many of the smile lines on Bucky’s face are because of him.

finish on ao3 (M, 1k, fluff, complete)

(written for @winterfalconevents bingo square K4: not until i say so)

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every-marveler-ever · 2 years

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Dancing Away

Flufftober Day 25 | @flufftober | First Dance

Marvel Fluff Bingo 2022 Round 4 | 😒 @marvelfluffbingo | Highschool AU

Avenger Bingo Round 3 | 🛡️ @avengersbingo | Childhood Sweethearts

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Dancing is sought of their things, from highschool dances, to rehearsals, to slow-paced on their porch while the night sky illuminates them. | james 'bucky' barnes/sam wilson

flufftober 2022 | mfb 🛏️ round 4 | avb 🛡️ round 3

“Sam Wilson,” Bucky stands in front of his boyfriend smiling wide, flowers in hand, asking the most important question in high school history, “will you be my date to prom?” It’s cheesy and next to him Steve is holding a huge poster board with the phrase ‘prom would be unbearable without you,’ it’s then that Sam notices the small teddy bear in the bouquet Bucky is holding.

“Yes, you idiot,” and they kiss in the middle of the cafeteria dancing around each other, with no music, almost like they’ve already begun practising.

Meeting Sam Wilson Bucky immediately realised he was in love with the boy. He came home the day after kindergarten laying on the couch, fainting in love, telling his dads all about the cute boy that taught him how to dance.

Sam Wilson felt the same when he met Bucky, “you put your hand here,” toddler Sam manipulated Bucky’s hand the way that his mum had shown him. Sam’s mum was a ballroom dancer and from when he was little all Sam could remember was being in a dance studio watching the ballerinas, tap dancers, ballroom dance, and all the other styles that he was obsessed with.

Teaching Bucky to dance actually realised his passion for football in a weird way, but he still loves to go watch Sam dance when he can. Bucky is in the front row for every, concert, show, exam, etc. Because dancing is important to them and he loves the fact that Sam loves it so much.

It might be a high school dance, dancing by themselves on their porch slow and steady or fast-paced dancing to no music while in the kitchen doing a million things at once.

It’s wonderful and theirs.

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ibelieveinturtles · 1 year

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Characters: Darcy Lewis, Brock Rumlow Additional Tags: darcy lewis is a witch, Demon Summoning, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Brock Rumlow is a Demon Series: Part 53 of Bingo Bonanza Summary:

Darcy isn't sure why she thought it was a good idea to summon a minor demon to help her out with an inheritance issue.

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Title: How To Marry A Prince Of Hell Squares Filled: Darcy Lewis Mini Bingo, Weekly Writing Challenge: Fairy Tale/Scary Tale week Darcy Lewis Mini Bingo, Adopted Prompt: Angel Darcy Lewis Mini Bingo, Queen of Halloween Card: Gothic Album Darcy Lewis Mini Bingo, Multiverse of Madness Card: B2, Wings Darcy Lewis Bingo 21/22: A1, Mind Control Bucky Barnes Bingo: Rescue Mission Brock Rumlow Bingo Card: O3, Free Space Jane Foster Bingo Card: A2, Asgard Any Fandom Fluff Bingo: O2, Fairy Tale AU Any Fandom Goes Bingo: O5 “You can’t say ‘back in my day’ if you’re younger than me.” Marvel Fluff Bingo: I5, Fake Marriage Multi Fandom Bingo: N4, Engagement Multi Fandom Bingo, Halloween Flash Card: BFF’s

Author: ibelieveinturtles Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairing: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Rating: T Warnings: witchcraft, summoning demons, witch!Darcy, Demon!Brock, baby demon Summary: Less than 24 hours after her summoning spell, Darcy waits with Jane and her demon baby for Brock to show up for their shotgun wedding. He brings some unexpected guests.

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iamartemisday · 2 years

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Written for:

@marvelfluffbingo Square B2- Fairy Tale AU @darcylewisbingo Square R3- Free Space

A beautiful princess. A handsome knight. A fierce dragon. Not quite the story you've been told before.

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The most anti-climactic fairy tale ever.

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godestof3worlds · 2 years

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Warnings - Mentioned Child Abuse

Word Count - 1057

Square Filled - High School AU

Summary - Tony doesn't have it easy but sometimes all you need is a good hug and good friends to have at your side to get through it with a smile.

Title - I'm Selfish (But It's Warm And Safe)

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buckys-wintersoldier · 4 months

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Adoption | Steve Rogers

Pairing -> Husband!Steve Rogers x Wife!Mom!Reader

Summary -> It’s New Year’s Eve and you daughter wants to ask Steve a really important question.

Warnings -> (G) none, just fluff

Wordcount -> 0.7k

A/N -> This is the last oneshot for 2023, I want to thank you all for the support. Happy new year and we see us 2024 with new oneahots, my requests are open so feel free to send an ask. Thank you to @mrsbuckybarnes1917 for proofreading this one for me, it’s really appreciated.

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You look at your daughter next to you; she shifts from one foot to the other and holds a piece of paper in her hands. She is almost squeezing it, but you understand it. Eva is nervous.

“Mommy? Do you think he will like it?” she asks and looks at you with her bright blue eyes.

You nod, placing your hand on her shoulder to encourage her. With your other hand, you open the door and reveal your garden, where your husband, Steve, is standing with a few fireworks around him.

“There you are, my favorite girl,” he says, smiling and looking at your daughter.

She isn’t his biological daughter, but he treats her like she is. From the day you first met and you introduced your daughter to him, he loved her and acted like she was his little princess. And she is; he always tells her and loves her like his little princess.

She runs into his arms and hugs him tightly while he wraps around her small body and spins Eva a few times around. She giggles and raises her arms while Steve spins her around. After a few more rounds of spinning her, he lets her down and looks at you.

He walks a step closer and kisses you softly. Steve’s hands grip your waist to pull you close against him. You slide your hands into his short, blond hair.

“Ready?” he whispers with a questioning look at your daughter.

She immediately nods and presses the paper tightly against her small body. In a few minutes, she can finally ask him the question she wants to ask him so badly.

Steve lets go of you and lifts her up to place her a few steps away from the firework. Then he walks back to it and kneels down.

"Sure, you’re ready? You know it’s something uncle Tony made,” Steve jokes.

Eva nods and grabs your hand into hers. Her big blue eyes follow every movement of Steve, and she giggles softly.

“Sure, daddy,” she mumbles while Steve lights the firework.

Then he stands up and walks towards you. He stands on the other side of Eva and places his hand on your back. When you look at the fireworks Tony made a few days ago, you see different pictures of your small family appearing in the sky.

Tears are glistening in your eyes, and when you look at Steve, you see him tearing up too. He smiles at you, and then you feel your daughter letting go of your hand and taking a step forward.

“Dad?” she asks, and Steve looks down at her, placing his hand on her shoulder and squeezing it softly. “It’s midnight in 30 seconds, and I want to ask something,” she continues.

“Ask away,” he says, his eyes brightening with excitement when she hands him the paper.

Steve takes it and reads the first word before his jaw drops.

Adoption

He immediately looks at Eva again and then back at the paper, continuing to read it. It takes a while before he understands all the written words on the paper.

“You- Are you sure? I would love to adopt you,” he says, the tears in his eyes slowly rolling down his cheeks.

The tears are out of joy, and he can’t hold them back anymore. He loves that girl; he is proud to be the one he calls dad and comes to when she needs something, but he doesn’t think she will ask him to adopt her.

“Yes,” she grins at him.

Steve hands you the paper, and before you can really hold it, he has your daughter in his arms and kisses her face over and over again. Making sure he doesn’t miss an inch of that soft skin.

“Of course, I will adopt you. This is the perfect new year’s present,” he mumbles, and Eva places her hands on his face to look into his eyes while she giggles sweetly.

Steve holds her close to him with one hand while he wraps the other around your waist and pulls you close, kissing your lips softly. The three of you enjoy the rest of the fireworks before you go inside to celebrate the day with your friends and family together.

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mostly-marvel-musings · 1 year

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Forget me not

Summary: Years after losing your husband, you are on a path of moving on with your life, however, you need help. And who better to give that encouraging push than Tony’s AI?

Warning: 18+ angst, bittersweet, some fluff.

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Square filled: Hologram

Word count: 600ish

A/N: I’M SORRY. Written for @avengersbingo

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“What about this? Too much?”

Holding two statement necklaces in front of your reflection, you tilted your head sideways, silently hoping Tony would say neither.

“Diamonds, definitely diamonds. They always suit you better, hon.”

Sighing, you let out a soft groan and agreed with the choice, going over the bed where a selection of dresses lay like a scattered rainbow.

Even a small decision like this one seemed like the most difficult one these days. Partly because your heart wasn’t fully in it, or maybe you were just not ready.

“I can hear you thinking, Y/N. Go with the strappy red, it brings out your best features. Plus it’s my color.”

You could practically hear Tony’s smirk, you closed your eyes for a moment and smiled, normally he’d wrap his arms around you and pull you against his chest, nibble on the soft skin of your neck and let his stubble tease your skin.

“It’s not for you though, is it?”

You turned around with a sad smile, Tony—or rather his life-size hologram followed you up next to the mirror again, this time crossing his arms and leaning against it as he studied you with a fond smile on his handsome face.

It had been over two years since he passed in the events with Thanos, sacrificed his life to save the universe and brought all those turned to dust back. As heartbroken and devastated as you were, he had left you and Morgan a piece of himself; the bastard had thought through everything.

His quips and sarcastic comments followed you everywhere, helped your daughter sleep when she demanded a story specially narrated by her Dad, it was almost like he was still here.

Almost.

“Earth to Miss Y/L/N? Isn’t your date in like ten minutes?” He snapped his fingers bringing you back to reality, his hologram glitching just slightly at the sides. It stabbed through your heart that you weren’t Mrs. Stark anymore.

“Maybe I should cancel. I don’t think I’m ready, Tony. I don’t know if I will ever be.” You murmured, throwing the dress behind, suddenly the thought of putting in so much effort for another guy seemed overwhelming to you, and it wasn’t the first time.

“Stop flattering me, honey. What was the one promise you made me?”

“That I’ll never get over you? That I won’t ever stop loving you? That nobody will ever take your place?” You felt tears sting in your eyes as you finished speaking, wanting nothing more than for Tony to wrap you in his all-consuming hugs.

“That you will always choose to be happy.” He reminded you, walking over and pretending to catch a tear that escaped down your cheek. You saw him do it, but felt nothing. His big brown eyes that missed the spark that real Tony had, bore into you, waiting for an answer.

“I will choose to be happy.”

You nodded, giving him an almost convincing smile as you picked the red dress finally, going over your appearance one last time and blowing Tony a kiss who pretended to catch it with a chuckle. It was a small step towards that long journey that was ‘moving on’.

Damn it. You still did hate when he was right.

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takenbypeter · 1 year

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Are you jealous?

Eddie Brock x reader

Words: 1140

Author’s note: this takes place after no way home

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Peter.

Eddie couldn’t point out why that one name sounded so off putting to him. All he knew was that there was this new kid at your work and you’ve been talking about him for the past two minutes.

You were currently going on about how bright the kid was. How he was a hard worker which you were glad about considering your last couple coworkers have been slack offs. But that name just kept pricking the back of his brain. Well that and Venom’s voice that never shut up.

Unsure when you were planning to give him the chance to talk he interrupted you, “sorry, what did you say his name was again?”

“Oh, his name is Peter, um…Peter Parker I think it was.”

‘Peter Parker! Eddie, we know Peter Parker!’

You continue on, your voice becoming background noise while Eddie seems to be putting pieces together.

This happened for a while, his facial expression growing weirder by the second.

“Yeah he just started this week but he’s already gotten down so much…” you tilted your head sentence being interrupted by the fact that Eddie hadn’t met your eye for a minute now.

“Hey,” that seemed to get his attention, “have you been listening to me?”

“Hm? Yes of course I’m listening to you,” he said motioning for you to continue and after giving him a side glance you did.

‘Tell what we know.’

Eddie’s face scrunched up and you tilted your head pausing and wondering if he had something to say but when he didn’t, you continued.

‘Eddie we promised no more secrets.’

‘Eddie. Say it.’

Eddie brought a hand up covering his mouth, while he mumbled a shut up which Venom obviously ignored.

‘Say it. If you won’t I will.’

“Eddie? Eddie are you okay?” You asked concern clear on your face. He hasn’t said much the past few minutes and his expressions kept shifting in odd ways.

‘Don’t be a loser Eddie. Say it.’

That was the last straw for Eddie. “Can everyone just be quiet for one…second!”

That got the both of you quiet. Shifting in your seat you push yourself away from the counter table, “seems like Venom has much more interesting things to say than me, so I’ll just leave you and Venom to it then.”

They watched as you made your way to the couch only a few feet from them. You couldn’t blame Eddie for his outburst, you knew Venom was always in his ear. There was nothing he could do about that.

“Look what you did, Eddie.”

“What!? I did?!” He whisper-yelled, “no buddy, this is all you.”

“If you just said what I told you to say then we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“No if you never got in my head we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

You heard some more back and forth, trying to block it out to give them privacy. Sure you were slightly concerned but ultimately those two usually worked things out on their own.

You heard, “okay I’m going,” followed by some footsteps and then Eddie plopped himself on the other end of the couch.

He didn’t make any movements he just sat there.

“I’m not going to bite, you can come closer,” you said, refusing to look his way yet.

“Right.” He scooched over a tiny bit.

You two sat there for a moment, heads turned to the screen and you were beginning to wonder if he’d actually say something anytime soon. But you didn’t get to wonder too long.

“I’m sorry,” he started, already positioning his body towards you. “That outburst was in no way directed towards you.”

“I know that Eddie, it’s okay.”

You sit there again before you finally ask curious what all the fuss was about anyway, “so what was that all about?” You question, pointing towards the counter where you all were seated just a moment ago.

Eddie pushes his lips into a line and brings his eyebrows together causing a wrinkle to crease in the center of his forehead.

“What were you jealous or something?“ you tease causing him to give a little laugh. “No. I’m not jealous.”

‘We are a little.’

“No. No.”

He pauses again and your curiosity builds up, “so…what is it then?”

Letting out a breath he decides it’s better to tell you now than have you sit here mad at him for not telling you. “Okay, so remember when I told you that I was like sucked into a portal into another universe and you made that face, the one that makes me feel like I’m crazy.”

He paused and pointed at your face, “that’s it, you’re doing it right now.”

You shook your head quickly, shaking off your expression, “no I’m not. Go on.”

“Well when I was sucked into that…other place, there was a guy. His face was everywhere, on tv all over the news, he was sorta a good guy—a hero. He had superpowers and everything. Well that guy—that kid was named Peter Parker.”

Although you tried your best to conceal your expressions you couldn’t help but have your eyes widen at the revelation.

He nodded before continuing, “but it seemed like the whole world turned on him for killing one guy is what I understood.”

Eddie takes a moment to think and when you’re about to ask him something he starts abruptly, “—and if he’s the good guy and he’s a kid and people are turning on him for killing one guy, a bad guy I would assume, what does that make me?”

You angle your body laying a comforting hand on his leg while he goes on. “Venom eats people—granted it’s bad people, but it’s still people,” he faces you expression torn, “am—am I the bad guy?”

You barely wait a beat before protesting his worries, “hey don’t start with that. Look at me,” to make your point you gently reach out and press your hands against his scruff that covered cheeks his skin feeling warm against yours.

“You are not the bad guy here,” his eyes are all big and wide while he looks up at you from his brown hues. “What Venom does is…unorthodox yes but you are not bad. Eddie you have your own problems—just as any one—but one word I would never ever use to describe you is bad. You do your best with what you have.”

Eddie’s looking at you one moment and then the next his forehead is pushed against your shoulder.

“Better?” You ask as he responds with a nod against you.

After a moment of just resting like that he mumbles out, “thank you, I needed to hear that…and I’m sorry for yelling earlier.”

“Yeah that was uncalled for,” you joke and he smiles against your body, thankful for being so fortunate to have you by his side.

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