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wen-kexing-apologist · 6 months

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Bengiyo Queer Cinema Syllabus

For those who are not aware, I have decided to run the gauntlet of @bengiyo’s Queer Cinema Syllabus and have officially started Unit 3: Faith and Religion. The films in Unit 3 are: But I’m a Cheerleader (2000), Prayers for Bobby (2009), Latter Days (2003), Blackbird (2014), The Wise Kids (2011), Henry Gamble’s Birthday Party (2015)

Today I will be writing about

Latter Days (2003) dir. C. Jay Cox

[Run Time: 1:48 , Available: tubi, youtube premium, amazon but you have to get a free trial to something else…I tried watching it…somewhere else but they were updating the movie so I caved and went to tubi, Lang: English]

Summary: Latter Days is a 2003 American romantic comedy-drama film about a gay relationship between a closeted Mormon missionary and his openly gay neighbor. (from wiki)

Cast: * Wes Ramsey as Christian Markelli * Steve Sandvoss as Elder Aaron Davis

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Content Warnings because I don't really write about those parts of the movie here: this film gets to a dark place, it includes self harm/a suicide attempt, homophobia, medical torture, and a story about being left to die by a parent. Alright, so after sufficiently crying my eyes out binging Eternal Yesterday, I decided there was enough time in the evening to knock out another film from the syllabus. Today’s film was (partially) about Mormons and Mormonism. My own personal understanding of Mormonism does not extend too far beyond The Book of Mormon: The Musical. Which gave me some impression that homosexuality is a sin, but only if acted upon.

Which, is gonna suck for our poor dear Elder Davis, when he and three other Elders roll in to Los Angeles and in to a house across from our beloved booty shorts wearing waiter. The movie seems pretty low budget, and it’s from 2003 so there are some, what I would call cheesy camera effects happening at the beginning, but I still enjoyed the way the world seemed sped up and disorienting when Mr. Mormon lands in Los Angeles from his home in Idaho.

I love our introduction to Christian as an unapologetically queer, slutty man and not only that, but Christian has his sex life together. He remembers who he has slept with, and when, and takes fucking notes and everything. Like, he’s truly impressive.

gif from @bl-bam-beyond

Aaron and Christian make eye contact as every love at first sight story is wont to do, and then realize later they are neighbors. At which point a lot of decently subtle things start to happen. Aaron starts sitting outside to study his scripture in hopes of running in to Christian, Aaron and Christian talk about his mission trip, we get to see the four Elders interact, etc. and these subtler moments were aspects of this film that I deeply appreciated.

Do not get me wrong, this film is absolutely critical of the Mormon church, (there is a scene near the end of the film where Elder Davis is getting excommunicated from the church for being a homosexual), but there are a lot of quite parts they do not say out loud around the intentional isolation that The Church of Latter Day Saints creates by sending their boys on missions trips in the first place.

This film does not, in my opinion, explicitly discuss or state that mission trips really seem to be less to recruit new members and more to make sure their younger members don’t go running off to join the rest of society. The Elders are not allowed to see their family for two years, their families are not allowed to see them, they are not allowed to listen to music, to watch television, all the Elders in that location live together in one house, they share a room so there is no privacy, they go knocking door to door to try to spread the word only to have the doors slammed repeatedly in their face. These tactics exist to make these boys homesick, to make the outer world seem hostile, to bring the Mormon roommates closer together when the outsiders push them away. But the implication is there.

I have to share the quote that comes with this gif: "You're gonna come in to my house and tell me God hates homosexuals?" || "And the French!"

And actually, the thing I appreciate the most about this commentary is the fact that the Elders are aware of this, and that they are allowed to be young men. I loved that one Elder was talking to Aaron about how mission trips were designed to be difficult, and that you can tell he is generally disinterested in spreading The Word. This Elder views his mission trip as the last major hoop he has to jump through before he can marry his girlfriend and “finally nail her”. Horniness fuels his motivation to get through this mission.

These “Elders” (and I put quotes here not to strip them of their titles but to point out the irony) are nineteen or twenty years old. They are fucking gross. Their apartment is decorated like boys live there, with bean bag chairs and all, and they fart on each other, and wrestle, and bite their bedframes to try to stop themselves from jerking off. Hell, when they first move in, Christian mistakes them for a frat house. They are homophobic, and throw slurs around, but they look incredulous at the mere thought of consuming alcohol.

The first time Aaron is faced with the potential to give in to his gay thoughts, he tells Christian he hasn’t done anything. When Christian says it doesn’t have to mean anything and Aaron says “yes it does”, he asks “my first time can just be a little fun for you?” like Aaron was fully planning on having sex with Christian. I like that Aaron, as a young man is going 0 to 100 with the physical intimacy.

I often have difficulty with romance stories in movie formats because I have to push past how quickly two characters fall in love. Which is the case here that Christian is confessing his love for Aaron after they have interacted like…five times total. But, I appreciate the ways they show us that Christian and Aarong would be good for each other. We see them being absolute nerds, saying movie quotes to each other. I love that we know Aaron is going to break the rules and eventually give in to Christian, just based on the fact that he gives Christian his first name. Which he is not supposed to use when he’s on his mission trip.

gif from @bl-bam-beyond

I am not a religious person, so I don’t usually pay attention to whether or not a film that critics religion is going to take a hard atheistic turn or not. But I actually thought it was compassionate, kind, and in keeping with the nature of like, religion as spirituality, versus religion as control and fear tactic. I like that all these little coincidences happened, that Christian saw Aaron through his taxi cab window, that Aaron talked to and comforted Lila (Christians’ boss) when she was having a bad day and she gave him her card and told him to come to her restaurant for a free meal, that when Christian is looking for Aaron his random doodles end up being the phone number he needs to call, that Julie in stealing entries from Christian’s diary for her song allowed Aaron to hear it in the facility his parents put him in and return to LA, and that Aaron and Christian were reunited because Aaron cashed in on that free meal from Lila.

And so too with the man Christian meets who is dying of AIDS, how he touches him and only sees snow. How he chalks that up to Christian being a blank person, shallow. The same way that Aaron has described Christian “there is nothing, nothing about you, Christian that isn’t skin deep”. And how we see Christian recoil from the touch, from the words ‘snow’ (and we will come to find out later, why that is the case).

Like these can all be coincidences, or they could be chalked up to fate, or a higher power, or whatever you want. Latter Days does not reject the idea of religion, it leaves room for a religious, higher power explanation to exist. Aaron and Aaron’s faith, the way he views the world, the importance that his values hold to him do still impact Christian. I don’t know how much he believes in God, but when Aaron calls him shallow, he takes that to heart, he really thinks about it, he realizes that what has been drawing him to Aaron is the depth, the conversations, they aren’t just gonna fuck.

Not that I think monogamy needs to happen, or that Christian needs to have calmed down the sluttiness. Just, that in a film about religion and its intersections with sexuality, when you are going to be critical of a Church that has done very very real harm. That there is a mutual exchange here. Christian gets more depth as a result of meeting Aaron and Aaron (eventually) gets freedom as a result of meeting Christian.

BL Side Note

I also need to say, since this syllabus is technically supposed to act as a lead up to BLs, that Latter Days has the sponge bath trope! Aaron wipes down Christian’s body with a washcloth after he faints from seeing blood. The sexual tension rises between Aaron and Christian, until they are about a fraction of a second away from kissing, and Aaron bails.

For/By/About

Gay Trifecta.

The director of Latter Days, C. Jay Cox is a gay man and a (former) fifth generation Mormon.

This film did not hit me in the emotional place where I would normally say the films I rate as For The Queers go. But, this is a deeply personal film for the screen writer and Director who is gay and therefore it feels like it should be for gays. And, in addition I feel like they were enough casual references to things that don’t get full explanations that would read and be understood by a queer audience but maybe not by a straight audience. I think there are dimensional portrayals of the queer characters and they don’t succumb to stereotypes, and for those reasons I would categorize it as being for us.

Favorite Moment

The post-sex conversation that Aaron and Christian have, where Aaron asks if Christian has ever had the experience of being cut off from everything, and we finally get some more of Christian’s backstory. Now, like I said above, there are some understated aspects of this film that I do think are really smart. Aaron calls Christian shallow at one point, and my first thought was “oh honey, you are wrong” because of how Christian spoke to Aaron earlier on in the movie about being desperate to get away from home. Sure, Christian is generally now, emotionally reserved and has some growing to do. But, Aaron vastly underestimates the weight behind a gay man saying that he left home and never looked back. Because Aaron had a good relationship to his family (before he came out).

If the monologue wasn’t multiple paragraphs I would probably put the whole speech as my favorite quote. But, fundamentally what makes this scene for me is that Christian is telling Aaron this, while they are both naked in bed. Aaron has just had sex for the first time, and there is just this level of casual inclusion of nudity. I am generally an advocate for increasing the inclusion of non-sexual nudity on screen. I feel like people tend to spend a lot more causal time naked than they do sexual time naked, and I think Latter Days did a really phenomenal job of shifting between sexual nudity and casual nudity in the same setting, with the same characters, at the same time.

When Aaron and Christian first enter the airport hotel, they are shedding their clothing with the intention of having sex. The scene is charged with sexual tension, shirts and pants are coming off as fast as they can, every movement brings them closer to the bed. But after they are done, Aaron, still naked, slides across Christian’s naked body to grab a watch off the floor, and Christian holds his leg so he won’t slide off the bed. It’s just comfortable. When Christian is talking to Aaron about his experience of being left in a snowstorm by his father, they are nude because they are being laid bare. I don’t know if I can describe it properly, but I just love that this really important conversation, where Aaron is learning that Christian understands far far better than Aaron ever could have thought about what you risk losing when you are queer, happens with literally everything out in the open.

Favorite Quote

“It’s early November, the same as now, and there's this storm rolling in. My dad was so determined that sissy boy was going to kill something. Snow came at us from all sides. The air, the sky, the ground they all became the same and horrible screaming white and I thought ‘we’re gonna be OK, right?” And then I saw my father’s eyes and they were that same white…and that’s when he did it.” “He did what?” “Ran.”

This quote comes from part of the monologue I mentioned in my Favorite Scene.

Score

8/10

Latter Days is an 8/10 for me for a few reasons, the acting was not always the best, it was clear they did not have either the time or the budget for perfection. There were stutters that read far more like actors forgetting their lines than they did like natural pauses. I also was not thrilled with the death fake out. Like, I am very much glad we did not see Aaron self-harm, and that some of the other torture he went through gets dampened a bit by dream sequence shenanigans. I figured that they were not actually going to kill Aaron off, but they do spend quite a lot of time letting the audience think he is dead, and I am not super appreciative of that.

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stevenose · 2 years

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of course INTENSE with steve. love some hurt/comfort with a little sexy

i lub him 🫶🏻

contains: comfort sex, gender unspecified reader, unspecified genitals for reader, missionary, s4 aftermath, mentions of injuries, sad shit <3

“Hey,” Steve whispers, hand cradling your jaw. “You okay?”

“I’m okay,” you whisper. Your legs are slung around his hips in the safety and comfort of his bed. The windows and door are all locked up tight and a small, warm nightlight fills the space dimly. Steve’s weight reminds you that you’re still here, even though the world is burning outside. That Steve’s alive and even though he’s going to have some pretty gnarly scars, he’s okay. And he’s yours.

But God, if it isn’t hard to focus on the now.

Steve rocks into you gently, spongey head pushing up against your sweet spot. You sigh, slowly relaxing as he continues his movements. “Steve,” you whisper, playing with the ends of his hair. Your eyes fall shut and Steve can’t deal with it - he needs to focus on them, the light behind them, before his mind wanders.

“Look at me,” he whispers back. He gives you a little smile when you do, even if your eyes are heavy lidded with pleasure and exhaustion. “There’s my baby.”

It’s so simple. Baby. Your eyes well with tears and you try to blink them away, but they fall down your cheeks, leaving a trail. Steve frowns, uses his thumb to wipe them away.

“What’s the matter?” His brows are furrowed. His eyes are a bit wet, too.

Your eyes trail down to his neck, still red. You wonder if that’ll scar, too. If he’s okay with that. If he even thinks about it. He’s been solemn, but not really sad. And it makes you uncomfortable and worried.

“It’s okay,” he says, slowing his movements down to a stop. He takes your hand and holds it. “It’ll go away. Doesn’t even hurt, really.”

“I love you,” you say gently, looking back up at him.

“I know,” he says, scrunching his nose and smiling mischievously. “You’ve told me like a million times since Sunday.”

“It’s not funny.”

He frowns. “I know,” he says again. “I know it’s not. I love you too.”

He’s warm inside of you. You can feel his heartbeat with his chest against yours. You focus on both of them, rocking your hips to make Steve move. He does, but it’s gentle and barely there.

“I love you,” he repeats. His voice cracks. He leans down to catch your lips and the kiss lasts forever, til you’re both relaxed again. Your head throws back a bit when his thrusts become more refined and his lips attach to your neck. He feels so good and you sigh, wrapping yourself around his hips more to get closer. You rock on him to meet his thrusts and tug on his hair a little, trying to get him closer to coming undone.

“Steve,” you whisper. “I’m never gonna leave you.”

He swallows hard. “I won’t leave you, either. And I’m never letting anything happen to you.”

“Just in general?”

“Shut up,” he smiles, thankful for the break in tension. “Let me make you feel good. We’ll deal with the rest tomorrow.”

#stevenose posts #ns/fw #steve x reader #steve harrington smut

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just-dreaming-marvel · 3 years

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Love and Medicine ~ 14

MASTERLIST

< previous chapter

Word Count: 5,000ish

Summary: Just another day at the medical center, right? (Based off Grey’s Anatomy)

Heading back into the hospital, you went straight for Natasha’s room. The other interns were already in there, surrounding her bed.

“Hey,” you smiled, walking over to her. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” she responded. “I’m okay.”

You grabbed her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. She needed to know that you were there for her, but you weren’t going to push her into talking about something she wasn’t ready to talk about.

~~~

You slammed down a shot, needing to feel the alcohol rush down your throat.

“How was Nat when you left, Scott?” Val asked, bringing more drinks over.

“She said she was okay, again,” he responded with a slight shrug.

“Nobody goes what she went through and is totally over it by now.”

“Natasha can.”

“She’s fine,” you added, taking another shot.

“Too fine,” Val said. “She’s cold.”

“No, she’s hardcore,” Clint said. “She’s got ice in her veins. She does what she has to do to get through it.”

“She lost a baby. She lost a fallopian tube and she’s acting like she doesn’t even care. She’s acting like she has no emotions or warmth, like she’s missing a soul.”

“She’s gonna make a great surgeon.”

“Clint!”

“It’s true. You show no weakness, you make it to the top.”

“Some people just keep their feelings to themselves,” you commented.

Your eyes were on the door, where Steve had just walked in. If he noticed you, he didn’t make it noticeable. You watched as he walked over to the bar and sat beside Gamora. Steve ordered a drink from Happy before talking to Gamora. Too bad you were too far away to hear them.

“Y/N kissed me,” Steve told Gamora. “Peggy kissed me… My wife and my girlfriend kissed me on the same day.”

“Happy, do I look friend to you?” Gamora asked.

“Oh, you’re a tiny little kitten of joy and love,” Happy responded, only for Gamora to make a face. “What? He saved my life.”

“His first mistake.” She took a sip of her drink. “Captain McDreamy, go sit by someone who cares.”

“Oh gee,” Steve mocks hurt, but doesn’t make a move to go. “Everything’s gonna be fine. Peggy will leave. Y/N and I will start over. Everything’s gonna be fine. Right?”

“You are so damn stupid.”

~~~

“With Natasha out, I need everyone focused today,” Gamora told her group of interns as you all headed off to rounds. “I have a feeling it’s gonna be be one of those days and since we’re short an intern, you do not want to get on my bad side.”

“When are we not on her bad side?” You whispered to Clint.

“Speak for yourself,” he replied with a scoff. “Scott and I are her favorites.”

The group walked into their first patients room. The woman was sitting on the bed, enthralling a group of hospital workers with a tell.

“So we're in the middle of the Belizean jungle and this jaguarondi jumps out and bites one of the guides,” the woman says. “They all look at me. They're yelling, "You're a doctor, help him!" This is one time a PhD does no good.” The people laugh.

“Sorry,” Gamora interrupted, “did I miss the memo about social hour?” Everyone quickly began leaving besides your group.

“Tales of missionary life,” the woman explained.

“You’re a missionary?” Val asked.

“No, my parents. We traveled a lot. Well, they still do.”

“Lang, tell me about our patient,” Gamora ordered.

“Okay, um, this is Dr. Banner’s patient, Talya,” Scott explained. “She, uh, presents with multiple syncopal episodes and ventricular arrhythmias.”

“So you’ve been passing out?” Gamora asked.

“Yeah,” Talya confirmed, “and having palpitations.”

“Talya has past medical history of rheumatic heart disease with mitral valve stenosis,” Scott added.

“They had to ship me from Zambia to the States for 3 months of treatment when I was 8,” Tayla said. “Rheumatic fever almost killed me.”

“Someone please tell me what the primary causes of ventricular arrhythmias are,” Gamora said.

Before anyone in the room could responded, Natasha appeared in the doorway. She leaned up against it in her hospital gown with her IV stand.

“Valvular disease, mitral valve prolapse, stimulants, drugs, and metabolic abnormalities,” Natasha answered.

“Out!” Gamora ordered.

“I’m fine.”

“Out! And you better be in your bed by the time we round on you!”

“And when will that be?”

“In 15 seconds. 14. 13. 13. 11.”

Natasha turned around to head to her room, revealing her underwear through her nightgown. The group of interned laughed.

“Nice panties, Romanoff!” Peter laughed.

Natasha flips him the bird as she keeps waking. “In your dreams, Quill.”

They followed Natasha into the room, where she huffed as she got back into bed.

“L/N,” Gamora called.

“Right,” you responded. “Natasha Romanoff. Post-op day 3 from a unilateral salpingectomy.”

“And ready to get back to work,” Natasha said. “I'm taking solids and my pain is controlled with oral meds. I'm ready.”

“Well, it says here on your chart on you had a fever?”

“Y/N,” Nat growled.

“Natasha, did you have a fever?” Gamora questioned.

“Temp spiked to 101 last night. Big deal.”

“She worked 2 shifts last month with a 102 degree flu,” Clint added.

“Yes! Exactly, Clint. Thank you.”

“And we appreciate your dedication but you're staying in bed until it normalizes,” Gamora said. “You need to relax, shut up, and get better. You're a patient this week so you can be a doctor next week. Understand?”

“I understand,” Natasha grumbled.

~~~

Rounds had finished as you were heading to your assignment when you ran into Steve near the elevators.

“Skipping rounds?” He wondered.

“No,” you replied. “They just finished.” You kept walking, when Steve took your arm to stop you.

“Y/N…”

“You’ve got a wife.”

“Yes.”

“You’re life is complicated.”

“Yes.”

“I don’t need more complicated. I have that all on my own.”

“Yes.”

“Stop saying yes.”

Steve smiled. “I’m trying not to make any sudden movements.”

“You think this is funny?”

“Peggy’s leaving. She doesn’t have any more patients. There’s no reason for her to be here.”

“No reason? Really?”

“No really whatsoever.”

Steve stepped closer, bringing his hand up to brush your cheek. You stood there, trying to not let it get to your head or, well, anywhere else. Suddenly, Peggy appeared.

“Well now, isn’t this cozy?” She said. “Can I join in or are you not into threesomes?”

“I have to go,” you said, rushing away. You didn’t go too far, interested to watch everything unfold.

“Y/N…” Steve called with a sign. He turned to Peggy. “You really are Satan. You realize that right? If Satan were to take physical form, he'd be you. Everywhere, all the time.”

“I am so not Satan,” Peggy responded.

“How come you haven't got on your broomstick and gone back to where you belong?”

“Stop being petty.”

“Stop being an adulterous bitch.”

“You know, you are going forgive me eventually, right? I mean you can't just ... I mean there was a time when you thought of me as your best friend.”

“There was a time where I thought you were the love of my life. Things change.”

Peggy sighed and pulled some papers out of her bag, handing them to Steve. Steve quickly flipped through them.

“Divorce papers,” he said.

“Your lawyer said they're ok. I haven't signed them yet. The ball's in your court. If you sign, I'll sign. I'll sign and be on the first plane out of here.”

“I'll sign them immediately. I want you out of here as soon as possible.”

“Steve, have you ever thought that, even if I am Satan and an adulterous bitch, that I still might be the love of your life?”

Not answering, Steve walks away, completely not noticing you listening in from behind a pillar.

“What are we looking at?” Tony asked, appearing out of nowhere.

“Ah!” You exclaimed, jumping slightly. “Don’t do that!” You playfully hit him. “You scared me.”

“Sorry,” he laughed. “I just saw you over here and I was interested in seeing what you were observing.”

“I think… I think Peggy just handed Steve divorce papers.”

“Really? That actually surprises me. I thought she would put in a little more of a fight.”

“Yeah…”

“I guess that’s good news for you, right?”

“I guess.”

“You guess?”

“I want him to choose me because of me, not because of a divorce.”

“In my ever humble opinion, I think it will always be you. Trust me. That man is whipped.”

~~~

Natasha snuck out of her room and stole her chart. She sat in her bed as she made changes to it. Walking by, Banner looked in and noticed that no one else was in there. He quickly took the chart of Nat.

“Hey! That’s my chart,” Natasha complained.

“You're the patient. Not the doctor. Act like one,” Bruce reprimands as he studies her chart. “It's been tough finding you alone.”

“Yeah? Well…”

“How are you doing?”

“Well, you have my chart, you tell me.”

He sighed. “Natasha, how are you doing?”

“I’m fine. Perfectly okay.”

“I had a right to know.”

“Well, now you do.”

“Natasha—“

“Look. Now you know. It’s over. There’ soothing for you to deal with. So I don’t know what else there really is left to say.”

“Plenty. For starters you could've come to me—“

“And what? We could have raised it together? Or you could have held my hand when I got the abortion? I did not need any of that. I’m an intern.”

“Nat—“

“Can you just go? I need to rest. Doctor’s orders.”

~~~

Gamora called you to help her with a patient. You two walked into the patient room together, revealing a younger man on the bed.

“I thought I told you I never want to see you again,” Gamora said to the patient.

“That's only cause you're too lazy to learn anything more,” the man responded.

“Dr. Y/N L/N, this is Nick Tate. He thinks he knows so much cause he was one of my first patient's as an intern.”

“I knew as much as she did. She was clueless about how to treat cystic fibrosis. A simple cholecystectomy turned into a month-long stay.”

“Better not be alleging malpractice. Guy raises about a 100 grand a year for cystic fibrosis, running triathlons. Thinks he's a big shot.”

“Wait, you run triathlons?” You questioned, confused how it could as a patient with cystic fibrosis.

“Yeah, why not?” He responded.

“It’s a pain for one,” Gamora replied, flipping through the chart. “Says here you're finally admitting to feeling a little unwell?”

“A little.”

“How little? Truth.”

“Oh, enough to keep me awake at night. Had some seizures. Um, too weak to work out.”

“Anyone been through here with your CT results?”

“No. It's probably just my pancreatitis kicking up again.”

“All right then. We'll be back. With your results and a plan.” Gamora walked to the door, with you following. She glanced back at Nick. “Huh, where do your parents think you are this time?”

He smiled. “Hmm, San Diego.”

Gamora shakes her head as you follow her the rest of the way out of the room.

“What about his parents?” You asked. “Shouldn’t he, or we, tell them?”

“No, he doesn't like to bother them until he's well or about to get discharged. He understands his reality. He just chooses to ignore it. Denial works for him, L/N.”

~~~

After Bruce had left, it only took Natasha two minutes to have found blue scrubs and change into them. She took out her IV and snuck out to the nurses station. She began looking through patient charts. The head nurse, Phil Coulson, found her like that.

“Where’s your IV?” He asked, looking at her with a disappointed father face.

“I've taken solids. I HEP-locked it,” Natasha replied.

“On whose orders?”

“Mine.”

“Okay.” Phil quickly found her chart and began reading it. “Romanoff. How about this order: best rest, out of bed to chair, bathroom privileges. Nothing about stealing charts at the nurses station.”

“Okay, you know what….” She quickly looked around to find a nearby empty wheelchair. She brought it over and sat down in it. “There, satisfied? I’m out of bed to chair.”

“I’m telling your intent on you.”

“Y/N?”

“Yeah.”

“Oooh, I’m so scared.”

She wheeled off with a patient chart, heading to Tayla’s room. When she arrived, she witnessed Tayla, by herself, taking a pill.

“I saw that!” Natasha exclaimed from her wheelchair in the doorway. “I saw you take that pill.”

“Oh it's, it's my pill,” Tayla excused. “You know... the pill.”

Natasha quickly looked over the chart. “It’s not at all in your chart and you are supposed to tell us the meds you are on.”

“You’re not my doctor. You shouldn't even be here.”

“She’s right,” Val said, appearing from behind. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I saw her take unauthorized medication!” Natasha continued.

“Well, you’re unauthorized to be here.”

“I’m on the pill and I had grapefruit juice this morning,” Tayla explained. “Since the juice inhibits enzymes involved in the metabolism of OCPs, I thought I'd avoid the interaction by taking it two hours after my meal.”

“She's has a doctorate in neuropharmacology, Natasha.”

Natasha huffed, “Well, Val, I don’t see any place where oral contra—“

“Okay so now you will. Will you just go back to bed and stop bothering the other patients?”

Tayla’s heart monitor suddenly started racing, bringing the other women attentions to her. She fell to the floor, unconscious, and Val rushed to her.

“She’s in V-FIB!” Natasha said.

“Call the code,” Val ordered as she began compressions.

Natasha practically jumped out of her chair to call a code, which didn’t feel good. Val got Tayla back as the code team arrived.

“No code?” The nurse questioned.

“Not anymore,” Val answered. “Can you help get her back into bed.

“I’ll—I’ll help,” Natasha breathed got, struggling to get back to her wheelchair. “Just give me a minute.”

“Would you just go back to bed? Seriously, please just go.”

Natasha nodded as she finally made it to the wheelchair. “Just… if she’s on OCP’s, mark it down. Okay, Val?”

“Yeah.”

~~~

You had gotten Nick’s x-ray’s back and were currently putting them up to view them with Gamora by your side.

“Nick’s got a mass in his midepigastrium,” you explained. “Diffused enlargement of the pancreas. That, with his hypoglycemic seizures—“

“He's going to need an exploratory laparotomy. But, despite his triathlons, his lungs still make me hesitant to cut,” Gamora added.

“What are we going to do?”

“I haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“Doctors,” Peggy greeted.

“Dr. Carter-Rogers.”

“How old is he?” Peggy asked, studying the x-rays.

“26.”

“Survivor, huh?”

“And them some. My patient for at least 5 years. I'm not gonna lose him now.”

“You planning a laparotomy?”

“Hmm. You know, I think I could help you with this. I've seen one case like this before in a 9 year old. We ended up having to do a total pancreotectomy.”

“I'd be honored to take any help you can give me.”

“You’re a neonatal specialist,” you said. “What, uh… this isn’t your area.” Gamora looked at you, annoyed, as she shock her head. “I’m just saying that—“

“I did 2 years genetic research in cystic fibrosis,” Peggy told you. “I've pretty much seen it all, Dr. L/N.”

“Oh.”

~~~

Walking down the hall, Steve found you. Always trying his best to make a conversation with you. This time it was easy.

“Are you sure your wife is leaving?” You questioned. “She offered to help on the case Gamora has me working on.”

“Just because she offered her services doesn't mean she intends to stay,” Steve responded.

“Well, what does it mean? Because it seems to me—“

“It means that she's a good doctor.”

“Huh… why are you suddenly defending her?”

“I’m not. Y/N, she gave me divorce papers. She filed.”

“Good for you.”

“All I have to do is sign, and I’m free… We’re free.”

“Is there anything to think about?”

“No,” he shook his head, “of course not. I have to read through them, sign, then Peggy’s on the next plane out of here.” He grabbed your hands. “This is going to work.”

~~~

After the conversation he had with you, Steve immediately went searching for Gamora.

“Of all the fine doctors in the city, you accept a consult from Peggy Carter,” Steve said, angrily.

“Carter-Rogers, isn’t it?” Gamora retorted.

“The point is she should be on her way home. Are you purposefully trying to drive me crazy?”

“You think this has something to do with you?” Gamora’s voice was loud and upset. “You think I’m even thinking about you and your romantic problems? I’m trying to help a patient very near and dear to my heart. And if consulting with your wife—your ex—your mistress, what ever it is that she becomes! If that’s the thing I have to do to save my patient, them I’m damn well gonna do it.”

“I understand… and I totally deserve the yelling. It’s just that—“

“Just, you look! You have put yourself between two very fine women and you looking for an easy way out and you wanna use me, and the hospital and... somebody to make the decision for you, and it's not gonna happen!”

“Could I just… could I just say a couple of things?”

“No.” Gamora stormed off.

~~~

You found Natasha sitting in her bed, in her room. Thankfully. Though she was looking through another patient’s chart. You pulled a chair up to her bedside and sat down in it with a sigh.

“What’s your problem?” Natasha asked.

“Peggy gave Steve divorce papers, which is good. I mean she’s still here, being Peggy, but it’s not like I’m jealous or anything.”

“That’s odd.”

“It’s odd I’m not jealous?”

“No, you have every right to be jealous. It's your territory and she's peeing all over it.” Natasha went back to focusing on the chart in her hands. “What’s odd is Banner’s patient.”

“Tayla?”

“Yeah. She’s been in 4 other hospitals this year. You know something’s not right.”

“You seem awfully interested in Banner’s patient.”

“This has nothing to do with Bruce.”

“Natasha, you lost a fallopian tube, a baby and a boyfriend all in one day. You have the right to be upset.”

“And you’re losing Captain McDreamy to his perfect wife. You have the right to be jealous.”

“I did not lose Captain McDreamy. Divorce papers, remember? And I’m not jealous.”

“And I’m not upset. I really need to get out of here.”

“You’re on bedrest, remember?”

“Okay, if the situation was reversed, would you wanna spend time with your mother in a confined room with one window?”

“No. I guess not. But still. You need to stay put.”

Before Natasha could respond, your pager beeped. You looked down at it and groaned.

“I got to go,” you muttered, leaving.

“Good luck!”

~~~

Peggy and Gamora met you in Nick’s room. There you began explaining the surgery to him.

“We won't know for sure until we go in there, but it looks like that I'm going to have to take out your pancreas and re-route your intestines,” Peggy said.

Nick looked at Gamora. “Did you tell her that my lungs don't do well with anesthesia?”

“Don’t I always have your back?” Gamora retorted.

“Your kidney function is decreasing rapidly and I'm afraid you're gonna go into multi-system organ failure if we don't operate,” Peggy continued.

“If I say no?” Nick wondered.

“There’s no guarantees, Nick. You know that,” Gamora answered. “It's gonna be a long, hard surgery and put a lot of stress on your body.”

“Yeah,” he smiled, “but I’m me.”

She smiled back. “But you’re you.”

“So if we don’t operate, I die. And if… we do operate, I may die.”

“Basically, yes,” Peggy responded.

“Well, I like those odds. And 26 years with this disease is awesome. And that's the reality. So if I get lucky ... great. And if I don’t…” Nick grabbed Gamora’s hand, “it’s been sweet.”

“It’s gonna stay sweet,” she replied.

~~~

Natasha was laying on her bed with her harm over her eyes when Clint walked into the room. Tayla’s chart was laid out on top of her.

“Why do you have that?” He asked.

“I’m working,” Nat answered. “Trying to figure out what’s going on with the crazy woman on four.”

“You are the crazy woman on four. Though, I have to say, you have a better patina than me and you don’t even really have a patient.” Clint plopped down in the chair next to her bed. “Y/N’s got a CF case. Peter has a gunshot wound. Val’s got the mystery arrhythmias. I have babysitting a crazy old lady! I’d rather do scut with Scott than this! I’m a surgeon. A cutter. I don’t want to be a fake surgeon! I want to be a real one!”

“She’s faking it,” Nat repeated to herself. She quickly got off the bed. “The missionary. Talya… Thank you!”

She patted Clint’s head as she walked by. Natasha headed straight for the nurses station, where she saw Val looking around for something.

“Val!” Natasha called. “How how Talya’s studies been?”

“Hey!” Val responded, not pleasantly as she took the chart from Nat. “I’ve been looking everywhere for that!”

“Negative, right?”

“Oh! The echo tests showed mild mitral stenosis, the tilt test was negative. We're doing EP studies.”

“I can tell you what's wrong with her without sticking electrodes in her heart.”

“Really. Just by the chart?”

“No, from the pill she took.”

“They were contraceptives, Natasha! Why are you so obsessed with this? Just go back to bed!”

“I think she’s doing this to herself.”

“You think she's inducing ventricular arrhythmias? She'd have to be crazy to do—“

“No, no, no. She'd have to have Munchausen’s.”

“Okay wait. You think she's secretly ingesting something to produce real symptoms? Seriously?”

“Yes. Run it by Banner and tell me what he thinks.”

“Why don’t you tell him yourself. He is standing right behind you.” Val made eye contact with the man. “Dr. Banner.”

Then Val left. Leaving Natasha will Bruce. She sighed as Bruce guided her into the small office nearby before listening to her.

“I mean, she obviously loves the patient role. She practically lives in hospitals. And... and, and we're like an imaginary family to her because her really family blows her off to go take care of other people.... And, and I saw her take something.”

“It's not enough,” Bruce said, shaking his head. “We have to rule out everything else. Everything physical.”

“She even lied about her job. She's a pharmacy tech, not a PhD.”

“So she's a liar. I've been lied to before.”

“Hey, we're not talking about us here.”

“Maybe we should be.”

“I didn’t lie!”

“You withheld the truth from me. How was00”

“Okay, you know what? I distinctly remember you breaking things off with me. And you didn't seem so upset about it. And this?” She motioned between herself and Bruce. “This is, this is not a relationship. This is not real.”

“Natasha…”

“Okay, and, and so what's with the big display of fake hurt and drama?” She began walking out of the room.

“Natasha!”

“I’m supposed to be in bed.”

~~~

You absolutely did not want to be in surgery with Peggy. Yet there you were.

“I need more traction,” Peggy stated. “Dr. Y/N?” You quickly did as you were told.

“Here,” Gamora called, “give me some suction there.” So you did. “Now L/N, retract the duodenum. Good. How’s he doing Vis?”

Vis was keeping watch over Nick’s vitals and such. “Harder to ventilate and no urine output since we started,” Vis informed.

Peggy shook her head, “he’s shutting down.”

“Did you increase his peak pressures?” Gamora asked.

“Any higher, I blow his lungs,” Vis responded before the monitor beeped. “Bradycardia. Pushing 1 of atropine.”

“Try ventilating him manually,” Peggy ordered, “see if he starts coming back up.” Vis began pushing on a bag.

“Did we miss any bleeders?” Gamora wondered.

“The surgical field is clear.”

The monitor began beeping faster. “Agonal rhythm,” you said.

“Any pulse with that?” Gamora asked.

“No carotid,” Vis answered.

“Okay, starting CPR.” Gamora handed over her tools and begun CPR. “Push one of EPI.”

“No extraordinary measures, Gamora,” Peggy warned. “He’s DNR.”

“No this is just good medicine.” Sh continued CPR, almost frantically. “Come on! Come on! Don’t give up. Come on.”

“You’re getting tired,” you noted. “Let me take over, Dr. Gamora.” She nodded, letting you quickly switch her places.

“Gamora, his intestines are cyanotic,” Peggy stated. “There’s no blood circulating.”

“It’s been shunted to his brain where he needs it,” Gamora responded as she studied your CPR form. “You call those compressions.” She shoved you to the side and took over CPR. You and Peggy made eye contact, worried. “Fight it. Come on.” Peggy looked around, shaking her head, and everyone stopped what they were doing. All but Gamora. “Why isn’t anyone moving? Whose recording?”

“It's been ten minutes since we've had a perfusing rhythm.” Peggy goes to stop Gamora but is shrugged off. The monitor flat lines. “It’s your call, Gamora.”

Taking a shaky inhale, Gamora stopped. She pulled off her mask as the monitor continues to flat line. “Asystole.” She looked up at the clock. “Time of death: 19:35.”

Gamora rushed out of the OR, trying not to cry. She went straight to the sinks and began cleaning her hands furiously. She paused when she noticed people covering up Nick’s body. Peggy walked in and started washing her hands as well, with you following. You both eyed Gamora a few times, worried. Soon, she left.

Peggy sighed. “It’s hard to accept the end when you’re too close.” She looked down as she slipped her wedding ring back onto her finger. She noticed you watching. “Look, I don't want someone who doesn't want me, Y/N. But if there's the slightest chance that he does, I'm not leaving New York.”

~~~

Val walked into Natasha’s room, not excited for the news she was about to tell her.

“Well?” Natasha asked.

“You were right,” Val sighed. “Talya definitely suffers from Munchausen’s.”

“See I was right…. I was right…” She closed her eyes. “I was right…” Nat began to cry. “I was right. I was… I was right. Oh… I’m—I’m—“ She let out a sob. “I’m right. I’m—I’m right.”

Val looked out of the room to see Clint walking by. “Clint! Page Y/N!”

Clint hurried in. “Why? What—what’s happening? What did you do to her?”

“She just started crying and I don’t know what to do!”

“I’ll get one of the nurses to page, Y/N.” Clint rushed out.

“Natasha,” Val tried, slowly coming closer. “Natasha, calm down.”

“The nurses paged her!” Clint came rushing back in.

“It’s okay, Nat.” Val went in for a hug, only for Nat to shrink away and cry harder. “Okay, okay. I won’t hug you.”

“What’s going on?” You came running in, panicked.

“I can’t stop!” Nat cried. “I can’t—-I can’t stop…”

“Crying,” Val finished for her. “She can’t stop crying.”

“I can’t see that!” You replied. “What did you guys do to her?”

“Nothing!”

“She’s going to dehydrate,” Clint said. “Nat, do you want some water?”

Nat shook her head, “no, no…” You tried to go in for a hug, only to be pulled away.

“NO!” Clint and Val exclaimed.

“I already tried that,” Val said. “It just made it worse.” Clint tentatively handed Nat a tissue.

“Natasha,” you tried again.

“Make—make it stop,” Natasha sobbed. “Make it stop… Somebody sedate me!”

“What’s going on in here?” Bruce asked, walking in. He was dressed like he was about to leave. There was clear concern etched on his face.

“We can’t get her to stop crying,” you replied.

“Y/N, get everyone else out of here.” Bruce was taking off his jacket. “Watch the door.”

You nodded, quickly ushering Clint and Val out. They voiced protests, but willing left. You shut the door behind you and watched. Peeking through the window, you watched as Bruce got in the bed beside Nat. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her close, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. Natasha willingly curled into him, welcoming his comfort. You sighed and turned away, leaning against the door to keep watch. Steve noticed you and came up.

“Hey,” he smiled.”

“Hey.”

“When are you off?”

“Uh,” you glanced at your watch, “in about an hour. Why?”

“Meet me at Happy’s when you get off.” He started walking backwards, sly smirk on his lips. “Don’t be late.”

~~~

Steve and you arrived at Happy’s bar at the same time. He gave you a smile as he held the door open for you. You walked over to an empty table, Steve close behind.

“I’m glad we’re doing this,” you said.

“Me too,” Steve replied. He set it briefcase on his chair. “Want a drink?”

“Yes, please.”

Turning around, Steve knocked his briefcase onto the ground. A stack of papers slipped out.

“I’ve got it,” Steve quickly said, bending down.

“I’ll get it,” you said, picking up the papers.

You glance at the papers as you stand back up. There his divorce papers, that he has yet to sign.

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finalfrontierpioneer · 3 years

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2020 Fic Recs

Okay, I did a fic rec list last year for 2019, and nobody asked for this, but you know what, I’m gonna do another one. Really the only thing I wanna look back on about 2020 is the fic- bc damn there were some good ones!

Same as last year, these are fics that were completed in 2020. (So no in-progress fics here)

So here goes, 20 fic recs for 2020, in no particular order! And full disclosure, these are all totally different ratings/pairings/whatever.

I tried to tag all the authors who had tumblrs, but i probably missed some, and some of them aren’t actually working but hey! the username is there!

Some stucky bc of course

Sharpened Claws by tragicama (Explicit)

Steve Rogers has a unique talent of getting himself into danger. As one of New York City’s best homicide detectives, it isn’t easy to ignore the constant call of trouble and gore. At least, that’s what he tries to tell his overprotective and brooding boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, even if he knows it might be a lie.

Bucky is dangerous, gorgeous. . .and a werewolf. As the Alpha of New York City, he is easily considered the most powerful being in the world. But when Bucky begins to lose his control over his shift, he slowly becomes aware of a bond that sends him reeling, and one he’d never thought possible.

But everything is not as it seems. After a homicide case unleashes a sequence of events that neither Steve nor Bucky are prepared for, they soon find themselves entangled with a danger that threatens to rip them apart. With the help of Steve’s partner and best friend, Sam, Bucky and Steve navigate a dark web of pack politics, masquerade balls, and a crash course in what it means to be a pack, even as a greater danger looms. And one that might succeed in ripping them apart.

These Happy Gilded Years by crinklefries @spacerenegades, nalonzoo (Teen)

Steve Rogers, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and mostly happy disposition, had lived twenty-three years in the world with very little to distress or vex him.

( Steve is wealthy and and charming, with good humor and good temper, doted upon by his mother and the highest of New York Society, with no one to ever criticize or say the word no to him. Well, other than Bucky. But he doesn't count.

He is also warm and friendly and has a talent for matchmaking. Or so he thinks. Actually, he's kind of terrible at it.

Importantly, Steve will definitely never fall in love or marry, himself. He tells everyone this, repeatedly. Well anyway, we'll see about that. )

Jane Austen's Emma, but a little gayer, set in 1890s Gilded Era New York City

Demon Seed by SucculentHyena (Mature)

[Transcript 00:11:48]

MS: You were with him the most throughout the course of events, both before and after. Your account could shed light on something we may have missed.

JB: What difference will that make?

MS: It could make all the difference. Captain Rogers’ case is unprecedented, he’s the most intact victim we’ve ever recovered-

JB: [laughing] You call that intact?

A Noble Steed by alby_mangroves @albymangroves or @artgroves, leveragehunters (Teen)

"You say the Warhorse showed up last night," Sam said in tones of profound doubt.

"Yeah," Steve replied.

"The Warhorse. The Warhorse of legend. Daelland's Warhorse."

"The same as the one on the back of the transit card, yes."

"And he appeared in your living room?"

Steve eyed the Warhorse, very large and very black and giving him a dubious look out of his strange grey eyes. "He's standing in it right now."

"Uh huh," Sam said.

"Hey, I'm not any happier about it than you are."

* * *

Steve's mom had left Daelland long before he was born, following her heart to New York, but she'd raised him on stories of its famous Warhorse. Before she died, he'd promised he'd go back and learn the country she'd come from.

That was why he was in Daelland. Not so Daelland's legendary Warhorse could appear in his living room. But planned or not that's what had happened—now Steve had to figure out what to do about it.

a hat, a horse (a Hyundai), and the will to ride by elkane @elkane, synonym4life @synonym-for-life (Explicit)

After Steve and Bucky rescue their pals from the Raft prison, they decide to dig deeper into Zemo’s involvement in the UN headquarters’ bombing which sends them on a backpacking trip across select European countries. Steve and Bucky believe this is a story about their mission. Scott Lang and Sam Wilson, who join them halfway through, believe it’s a story about their Eurotrip (and they’re probably right). This writer, however, has been waiting to tell you that the fic’s true mission is Steve and Bucky missioning towards missionary.

Follow them on their journey across Europe in tiny cars, packed subway trains and even on skis as they tumble down the Swiss Alps (in a fun way this time!), all the while reigniting untold feelings of the past through inappropriate sexual encounters and terrible communication skills.

someday at christmas (there’ll be no wars) by stevebuckiest @stevebuckyinc (not rated)

A mission on Christmas. Not even on Christmas, technically. A mission after Christmas which means he and Steve and the Howlies will be trekking through the tundra towards possible death on what used to be Bucky’s favorite day of the year. Jesus Christ.

(alternatively: bucky and steve try to make the best of a shitty situation)

the cabin by natalie_nebula (Explicit)

It felt like he… It felt like they were always so close. Everything seemed like it was under control. He remembers hearing Wanda’s voice, seeing a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. He remembers yelling something back at her, telling her to stop, to not come any closer. He remembers a bright flash, then a boom, and ringing in his ears. He remembers a black blur, and hands on his back, around his waist, then—darkness…

After the explosion in Lagos, Steve wakes up in a cabin in the middle of nowhere, and all he knows is that Bucky's the one who brought him there. While Sam, Nat, and the other Avengers try to figure out what happened to their friend, Steve takes the time away to heal—both his relationship with Bucky, and with himself. My cozy, romantic, and introspective Civil War rewrite.

Every Feeling by Nestri (Explicit)

Steve completely surprises Bucky with a visit, scent thick with heat. The Alpha keeps his hands to himself until Steve makes it clear he doesn't want him to.

Halbarry!

A Speedster and a Space Cop get into a Car by ChocolateTeapots @chocolateteapotsvis (Teen)

Hal and Barry embark on their most perilous mission yet: picking Wally up from the airport.

For Halbarry Week, Day 3: First Times “And you just called me Barry, genius”

Crosswind by Cinderstrato (Explicit)

Hal had collected plenty of regrets over the years. What was the weight of one more?

Just A Mark by the_butler @the-butler-fanstuff (Mature)

“What a nerd.”

Barry had been haunted by these words all his life, seeing as they were his soulmate’s mark. It came out during puberty, just like everyone else’s, but by then he was already well on the way to being a ‘nerd’ so to speak. He wasn’t just some guy claiming to be nerd because he was into Dungeons and Dragons or anime, oh no. He was a bona fide science nerd- went to interstate science fairs and competitions even.

—————(Originally a one-shot, now continued)——————

Barry Allen was working at the forensics lab of Central City PD when it waltzes the new transfer from Coast City, Detective Hal Jordan, not just into the lab but also into his life. There’s the matter of them being soulmates- but Barry is unconvinced. Science tells him there’s a likely chance that they’re just platonic soulmates, so Hal suggests an experiment of sorts: they go on three dates, and then decide whether or not they’re just platonic, or something more.

Tired by ceelolights @ceeloilights (Gen)

Hal comes home to Barry still working late into the night.

Last but most certainly not least, Jeronica:

The long way round to heaven by Bearfacedcheek (Mature)

“This could screw everything up. Jesus why couldn’t you just, fucking not?”

“I did just fucking not Jughead,” she retorts hotly. “I’ve been not for months. No one was ever supposed to know, least of all you. So, don’t blame me for what you saw when you invaded a private moment.”

“Oh, my bad Veronica,” sarcasm, his most comfortable armour, wraps itself around his words. “Did my near-death experience compromised your privacy? I’m sorry that my spirit took an astral fucking walk out of my almost corpse and y-”

“Don’t,” she gasps. Her hand flies to her mouth and it trembles visibly as she draws it away. “Don’t say that. Jesus Jughead we almost lost you.”

sadder, badder, cooler by thefudge @thefudge (Teen)

AU. Just who is Veronica's mysterious new husband? (based on season 5 spoilers)

all i’ll ever need is you by whatacoolkid @whatacoolkid (Teen)

jughead and veronica but make it ✨christmas✨

destined to be forgotten by bothromeoandjuliet @kindnessinpain2000 (Teen)

There are plenty of broken things in Riverdale - broken families, broken trust, broken hearts - but in the middle stands the two most broken things of all, Veronica Lodge and Forsythe 'Jughead' Jones.

(Jughead and Veronica learn about the Barchie kiss - this is the aftermath)

I Really (Don’t) Know What I Want by Bella_Dahlia @bella-dahlia (Mature)

There were many potential disasters to befall an average weirdo high school student; when one had an active imagination and a love for John Hughes films, as Jughead Jones did, you sort of assumed you had foresaw the possibilities. Plus, after solving a sordid murder and joining a gang, he really thought he gone through his fair share of teenaged trauma.

Having to fake a relationship to save his best friend from dedicating his life to a mafia and getting punched repeatedly in the process definitely had not crossed his mind before now.

——————————————

Or, Jughead and Veronica don’t really know what they’ve gotten themselves into.

all the lovers with no time for me by Krewlak (Mature)

jeroncia goes to stonewall. that's it. that's the fic.

call it what you want to by an_expensive_imagination (Teen)

“First things first,” Veronica says, reaching up to slide the ever-present gray beanie off his head, “no beanies in college.”

And here’s a one off random spideypool:

Shooting For Your Heart by X_Gon_Give_It (Teen)

“In my defense, I didn’t expect you to get hurt.”

“And I didn’t expect to be run out of town, yet here we are.”

He went suddenly stiff, “Wait...you were run out of town?”

“As if you didn’t know,” Peter grumbled, but when he looked up he did a double-take at Wade's confused expression. “Almighty, you really don’t know, do you?” he snapped the drawer shut, “Well, after that little fiasco by Two-Stone Canyon, a little rumor spread that me and you were in cahoots. The rumor got some ground and it turned the whole town against me. I was run out before I could defend my case. Why'dya think I was out there the other night to begin with?”

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When Peter Parker, a deputy known as Webslinger, gets accused of working with the West's deadliest outlaw he finds himself on the run from the people he once trusted. In an effort to prove his innocence, he finds himself captured by the very outlaw tarnishing his name.

#fic recs #stucky #jeronica #halbarry #2020 fic recs

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stachmousworld · 4 years

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P*$$y fairy P. finale

Pairing: Steve rogers x WOC original character

Tag: Daddy kink, vaginal fingering, virginity loss (blood), oral sex, consensual all the way through.

Part 1

She closed her eyes…

“So, do you remember, now?” Steve asked, still on the armchair.

She swallowed with difficulty.

“Y-ep.”

“What happened then?”

“I lost my virginity to you.”

Steve hummed. “Yep, to me. Then you had to go back to college, and I didn’t see you again, until now. A year later. I had to dig up a little bit and I found out that I’m still the first and only one.”

She grunted annoyed. Who told him that? Was it Julie? No. She didn’t even know she had lost her virginity.

“Don’t pout. I have my ways. I was the only one, right?”

“Yes,” she hissed with snark.

“Good. Because I haven’t slept with anyone since you. Been having a serious case of blue balls and God know I’m not a teenager anymore, so there shouldn’t be a reason why I have to jerk off three times a day.”

“3? At your age?” She asked, suspicious. She didn’t really want to focus on the rest of what he said. She couldn’t think of his balls. His balls that she had in her hand a year ago.

“I fucked you 4 to 5 times last year, you didn’t complain. At the end, you were a babbling mess, not that I was doing better, mind you.”

4 or 5. She barely remembered the first one but the others. Doubts creeped inside her mind.

“Missionary, cowgirl, doggy, spoon, and doggy again, because why not. Your pussy was dripping with my cum. I even second guessed putting a plug in you.”

Ok. She was definitely aroused and way too wet. She cursed her boldness. She should have put a panty. Now her juices were running down her leg.

“Ok. I believe you. Can we go now?” She asked, hastily.

“Why so quick?”

“We are supposed to be at this conference,” she explained as if he was dumb.

“No.” He simply replied.

“Mister Rogers –.”

“Daddy,” he corrected her.

Her mouth fell open.

“You should close it or I’ll put something for you to suck on.”

Her mouth shut in an audible click.

“Mis –.”

Steve tsked disapprovingly. She sighed inwardly.

“Daddy,” she started through gritted teeth. “The conference is starting in a few. If we don’t want to get late, we have to go now.”

There was something in Steve’s smile that didn’t seem right. He patted his lap. She raised an eyebrow. He patted again.

She straightened her back and walked with confidence toward him. He eyed her expectantly.

She sat down on his legs. Steve grabbed her by the waist, turned her and forced to straddle his hips.

“A pretty girl like you, who am I to resist. Plus, I brought a little gift.”

“Why do you always sound ominous?”

“If ominous is making you cum then I’m evil,” he concluded with a smirk.

They stayed in this position for a while. Actually, she almost couldn’t feel her legs. She tried to move but he blocked her moves.

“Do you dream of me? Pounding you like the first time. Making you faint and die a little.” He didn’t let her answer. His hands went lower between them. She heard the unmistakable sound of belt and a zipper. She looked quickly down and tried to get off him. Steve caged her with his arms pressing her chest against his. There again, she couldn’t move. Her cheeks got warm. It reminded her of her second orgasm. How he bent her legs so far and he went so…

The only warning she got was the tip of dick hitting her hole and he slid in with ease. They both moaned. She gripped his shoulders, biting the tendon of his neck.

“Home.” He moaned. “’feels like coming home.” He grabbed her buttcheeks, massaging them. His rough hands spanked her flesh until she yelped. He licked her lobe and bit it. She keened, hands roaming in his luscious hair.

Hungry for his lips, she grabbed his head and kissed him. For the first time she was the one initiating one. Steve let her do whatever she wanted. She was still clumsy but did her best to please him. As a reward he slapped her cheeks and rolled his hips pressing the rest of his dick in.

“Bounce on my dick, baby girl. I want to see those boobs jiggle.”

She started moving and almost lost her stability. It felt so good…his dick felt better than in her dreams. She moved up and down, enjoying the pulsating hardn—

“Daddy!” she screamed as Steve bit her right nipple. He sucked the bead and rolled the other with his finger. She hissed and moaned not knowing where to concentrate. The pain and pleasure brought her to new heights.

“God, you’re still too tight,” Steve grunted. He grabbed her, stood up and walked to the kitchen. She tried to correct him and show him her bedroom, but he kept bouncing her on his dick. She screamed his name.

He slid out and bent her down on the kitchen table. He opened her lips and spit on her hole. Her hole twitched. Steve slapped her cheek and slid right in.

“Such a good girl…” He moaned. “Your hole was made for me.” He slammed in. Her eyes rolled back, she gurgled something resembling his name. She gripped the table and tried to stay stable. Steve chuckled darkly and started pounding her pussy. She bumped her head against the table to refrain her pleasure. It was so…she grunted as he lifted her left leg and placed it on the table. The new angle allowed him to get deeper.

“Fuck…should have fucked you in your dorm…should have fuckin…” He trailed off. Their grunts and moan resonated in the room. His balls slapped violently against her clit pushing her slowly over the edge.

He leaned forward his stroke getting deeper.

“I’m com…” He didn’t finish and bit her shoulder. Her entire body tensed. Her walls spasmed around Steve’s unforgiving dick. She didn’t know how he could be so hard and fast. She gasped and whined as he kept fucking her, stretching her hole so pleasurably.

“So tight…” he moaned. His body stilled. She sighed in relief that he was done. She enjoyed the feeling of fullness and the sticky mess inside her. She rolled her hips loving the friction.

“You really are pussy fairy. Should have known you’d steal my sanity,” he whispered on her back. She felt him smile and chuckled.

“Pussy fairy, huh?”

“Didn’t you listen to Jhene Aiko’s song?”

“You know Jehne Aiko?” She asked, shocked.

“I don’t live under a rock, you know?” He slid out of her and kneeled. “Anyway, I have a little gift for you.”

“Money?” She asked, hopeful.

“Better.”

“Better than mo—”

She gasped as a thick plastic plug slid inside her sore vagina.

“I don’t think it’s better than money,” she mumbled, tired.

“Think about it this way. At least, if you get pregnant, you’d be rich.” He helped her to get on her feet and held her in his arms. Pregnant?

“Do you see me pregnant?” She laughed, awkward.

“You’d be perfect,” he replied sincerely. His eyes bore into hers. The tension from previously turned into something more…intimate. She dropped her gaze and shuffled her feet.

“Thanks,” she replied quietly.

“I…” He cleared his throat. “I know that the situation is kind of weird but I’d…I don’t want you to think I’m using you for sex.”

He caressed her cheek softly.

“I have known you since Julie’s 20th birthday. I know it sounds creepy and I’m almost twice your age, but I’m interested in you. Really, not just your body. The discussion we held, the multiple conferences you accompanied me to and all the other activities where Julie couldn’t suddenly go.” He stopped talking, sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. Realization dawned on them.

“Julie…” she groaned, annoyed. “That’ll explain a lot, actually.”

Steve shook his head in disbelief. “My own daughter…it’s always our family. Always.”

Gathering her confidence, she spluttered. “Me too, you know.”

“Your family did that to you?” He asked, stunned.

“No. I mean I’m also interested in you,” she answered, suddenly shy.

Steve’s face shone. He grabbed her face and kissed her with passion. She responded with as much fervor. Happiness bloomed inside her chest.

A little later.

“So, you are my boyfriend or sugar daddy?” She joked before running away.

Steve stayed silent behind her. She giggled thinking she had won. Until a deep vibration erupted in her vagina. She stumbled and rolled on the floor as the plug vibrated. She clenched her legs and writhed on the floor. Waves of warmth washed over her.

“What did you, sugar?” He said, kneeling next to her head. His grinned was full of mirth.

“S-s-orry.”

Steve tsked. He stood up and unzipped his pants. His throbbing erection popped out. The vibration went higher. She bit her tongue.

Steve waved his dick, eyebrow raised. She rolled onto her knew barely making it. He slowed the plug. She sighed, a little relieved. It wasn’t better. The vibration was constant, and the plug was moving every, time she did. Steve understood her issue and approached until his dick was in her face.

“Last year, I didn’t have the time to cum in your mouth,” he explained, simply as if it was a normal reason to shove his dick in her face, while torturing her with a plug. “The faster you go, the faste –”

He didn’t have to say it twice. She swallowed his dick to the root. Steve grabbed a fist of hair and pressed her closer. She gurgled and contracted her throat around his dick making him moan her name. His grip loosened up.

She bobbed her head loving the thickness in her mouth. The saltiness of his precum and the vein throbbing on her tongue were salivating.

It didn’t take long for him to cum. He grabbed her head and fucked her throat. She closed her eyes enjoying the burn and discomfort.

Above her Steve was grunting, swearing and breathing hard.

“…made to suck…on your knees all the time…”

She barely had a warning before he came in her mouth. She swallowed quickly his load, coughing when a few went the wrong way.

“Good girl.”

Fin.

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listerious · 3 years

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Top 10 Fun Sierra Nevada Facts (California)

The eastern part of the U.S. state of California is dominated by an extensive mountain range. This range is the roof of continental America because it features the highest peak in the contiguous United States. Let's take a closer look at some of the most interesting facts about the Sierra Nevada, a pristine piece of nature that features some of the most amazing attractions in the country.

1. It's primarily located in California but also extends into Nevada

The Sierra Nevada in California, not to be confused with the range with the same name in southern Spain, dominates the eastern part of the state on the West Coast of the United States. Only a small subrange called the "Carson Range" extends into Nevada. It runs north to south and has a length of about 400 miles (640 kilometers). It also has a width of approximately 70 miles (110 kilometers) and forms the division between the Central Valley of California to the west and the Great Basin to the east.

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2. It's part of a much larger chain of mountain ranges

The Sierra Nevada is an integral part of the American Cordillera, a continuous chain of mountain ranges that run from the northern part of North America to the utmost southern tip of South America. This cordillera in turn forms the eastern part of the Pacific Ring of Fire. This means that other famous mountain ranges such as the Canadian Rockies in the north and the Andes Mountains in the south are part of the same continuous chain of mountains.

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3. It's home to the highest mountain in the U.S. mainland

The range gradually increases in elevation from about 500 feet (150 meters) in the eastern part of the Central Valley of California, all the way to the highest point in the United States. This amazing mountain is called "Mount Whitney and is 14,505 feet (4,421 meters) high. It is situated in East-Central California, right on the boundary of the Inyo and Tulare counties in the state.

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4. The highest alpine lake in the U.S. is situated in the eastern part of the range

On the border of the state line of California and Nevada, not too far away from Carson City, you can find the highest alpine lake in the United States. This stunning lake is called "Lake Tahoe" and its surface is situated at an elevation of 6,225 feet (1,897 meters). What's remarkable about Lake Tahoe is that only the 5 Great Lakes of North America are larger in terms of volume. It covers an area of 191 square miles (490 square kilometers), has a maximum length of 22 miles (35 kilometers), and a maximum width of 12 miles (19 kilometers). The reason why it has a volume of 36 cubic miles (150 cubic kilometers) is that it's the second-deepest lake in the United States after Crater Lake in Oregon. It has a maximum depth of 1,645 feet (501 meters) while Crater Lake has a maximum depth of 1,949 feet (594 meters). The area around the lake is full of resorts and the scenery around the lake can only be described as breathtaking, don't you think?

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5. Some of the most popular U.S. National Parks can be found here

Apart from the mesmerizing Lake Tahoe, the Sierra Nevada is also home to 3 popular national parks in the United States: - Yosemite National Park - Kings Canyon National Park - Sequoia National Park It also features two national monuments called the Giant Sequoia National Monument and the Devils Postpile National Monument, and 10 national forests as well. Some of the highlights of this vast range of attractions are Yosemite Falls, one of the most stunning Waterfalls in the United States, and "General Sherman", a giant Sequoia tree that is considered to be the largest in the world by volume.

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More interesting facts about the Sierra Nevada

6. The original process which formed the mountain range started during the Nevadan Ororogeny, approximately between 155 and 145 million years ago. This was the time that the granite that make up the range was formed. About 4 million years ago, this granite started being uplifted during a period and erosion from immense glaciers uncovered this original granite. That's the main reason why the cliffs and peaks of the mountains are light-colored. 7. Even though the western side of the mountain range features a gradual increase in elevation for about 50 to 75 miles (80 to 121 kilometers) to the south, this isn't the case in the northern part of the range. The transition to the Great Basin and the Mojave Desert in the southern part of the Sierra Nevada is very steep and is called the "Sierra Escarpment." The huge cliffs of the escarpment do provide amazing scenery, especially in the southern part of the range.

The cliffs of the Sierra Escarpment / Wiki Commons 8. One of the most fascinating facts about the Sierra Nevada is that the highest point in the contiguous United States isn't too far away from the lowest point in the country and all of North America. The summit of Mount Whitney is located just 84.6 miles (136.2 kilometers) north-northwest of Badwater Basin, one of the most amazing features of the Death Valley National Park in California. This basin is situated at an elevation of 282 feet (86 meters) below sea level. 9. The Siera Nevada is the location where the California Goldrush started in the 19th century. This happened in a town named Coloma in the western foothills of the range. It all started on January 24, 1848, when precious metals were found in the American River. The story was published by a San Francisco newspaper in March 1848, and thousands of fortune seekers descended upon the region shortly afterward.

An amazing landscape in the range / Steve Dunleavy / https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.en For 4 years, simply panning in the river resulted in gold being retrieved. After that, the people selling the shovels were the ones to become rich. 10. Even though the name "Sierra Nevada," which translates from Spanish to "Snowy Mountains," was used to describe unknown mountain ranges in the region since 1542, the rang wasn't described as such until much later. The mountain range we know today was described for the first time by a Spanish Franciscan missionary named Pedro Font in 1776. This is the man who designated the location for the construction of the "Mission San Francisco de Asís," the oldest building in San Francisco today.

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buckybarnesstar · 7 years

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Two Soldiers, One Girl

Note: that title though. ;) omg. but I’m not sure how this turned out? fair warning: it’s pretty long…. let’s hope for the best. feedback is welcome! .c

Request: Can I request Steve x Bucky x Reader experimenting with different kinks (dom/sub, BDSM, control etc.)? I love your work! - @widow-made-me-do-it

-SMUT WARNING-

The whole team wanted to chill out and have a solid quiet night. You were glad you weren’t due for a mission for at least two days. Everyone was relieved to hear that until Nick could get any further information about the mysterious attacks circling the world, there was nothing you all could do, and there was no reason to get into any trouble while digging up dust and dead bugs, as Nick said.

So, you all sat around the common room, sharing funny stories and happy memories you all had. Even Bucky joined in, his smile bright and kind, the laugh he belted made your heart skip. As did Steve’s as he finished Bucky’s words when Bucky couldn’t form a coherent sentence any longer.

As the sun went down, you were sitting on the sofa with Nat and Wanda, resting your head on Nat’s shoulder while Wanda’s was on your opposite shoulder. Sam was smirking, looking around at everyone. He had the bright idea to play a game he and his friends used to play in college.

“The game is called “Top 3”. It can be about anything.“ Sam explained, his smirk deepening. “Uh, we usually played the dirty version. But, ladies are present.” Sam added as he chuckled, tipping his beer bottle towards your side of the room. All the men laughed and Nat scoffed. “Hell no! We’ll play the dirty version!” She shouted as her words slightly slurred, causing you to laugh beside her.

Wanda groaned and sat up straight. The cool air from the absence of her body heat made you shiver. “You men, always underestimating how far us ladies will go!” She said, crossing her arms. Tony snickered and shook his head. “Let’s play then!” Clint chimed in with a grin.

You and Nat sat up now, looking at Sam. “Alright, alright. We’ll go around the room. Oh! If you come up blank, ask a naughty Q!” Sam said before his eyes landed on Tony.

“Tony, top 3 positions?” Sam asked, making the room laugh. You snorted and watched Tony’s face turn a bright shade of red. He took a long swallow of his beer and sighed, sucking his teeth afterwards.

“Doggy, missionary, against the wall.” Tony rushed out, his eyes focused on his beer bottle. A few hums and snorts sounded through the room. Tony cleared his throat and looked at Steve.

Steve’s face held a smirk and he patiently waited as Tony figured out what to ask him. “Steve, top 3 body parts.” Tony said, feeling a little more comfortable since he didn’t have to answer for a little while.

Steve chuckled and rubbed his chin as the room grew quiet. “The obvious: ass, breasts, vagina.” Steve stated simply, causing a blush to creep onto your cheeks. His eyes glanced towards you and you bit down on your lip, shifting your gaze elsewhere. It happened to land on Bucky, who was also staring at you, his tongue circling his plump lips.

The three of you always had a little sexual tension together. You never acted on it, until you were alone in your bedroom at night. Sharing a floor with the two super soldiers had its advantages and disadvantages.

You would hear them both grunting through the night, sometimes you would run into one of them in the hallway, shirtless and a towel wrapped around their waist. You would immediately become shy and flustered at the sight of either of them almost completely bare.

Your bathroom was in your room, whereas they shared one that was in between their bedrooms, too bad it didn’t connect through. One time when they both came back from a mission, you let Bucky shower in your bathroom. It was late and he had walked in on you being intimate with yourself, and well, you heard his own grunts not too long before he got out.

Neither of you said anything to the other after that and the next day, a similar thing happened with Steve. Now, there’s a lot of built up tension between-

“Y/N?” You heard your name being called, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Hm?” You asked, turning your head towards the voice. Nat was smirking down at you. “I asked you your top 3 kinks.” Nat said, her brows raised.

You hadn’t noticed that it was already your turn, most of what was said had been drowned out. “O-oh. Umm.” You nervously looked around at everyone. You got really shy when everyone’s attention was on you and you sank in your seat, your cheeks turning red. “I-I don’t really know.” You said quietly.

Nat nodded and tapped her chin. “Fine. You have to answer a question then.” She said in a sultry tone, resting her hand on your thigh. You gulped and looked up at her.

“Would you ever have a threesome?” She asked, her teeth bright as she grinned down at you. Your heart sped up and you tried your best not to look at Steve or Bucky. With a tentative nod, you answered Nat’s intimidating question.

You knew for a fact you’d let the two super soldiers devour you and make you their own little mission for the night. Nat gasped and giggled, slapping her hand on your thigh. “No way! Shy miss Y/N would have a threesome!” Nat yelled, seeming quite shocked. The room was full of laughter, gasps, and low hums. “Now that’s something you don’t hear every day!” Clint chuckled, taking a sip of his beer.

You finally gained the courage to look at Steve and his eyes were on your chest. Your eyes then moved to Bucky and he was adjusting his pants, his eyes focused on your mid-section, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Their stares caused your spine to tingle and a wave of pleasure to surge through your body, shooting straight to your core.

Nat called your name again and you quickly thought of something to tell Wanda. Wanda nudged your arm and you smiled shyly. “Top 3 places to do it?” You asked softly, unsure of how she’d react. She giggled and you heard the room laugh. “Oh, boy. This is gonna be good.” Sam snickered as Wanda thought for a moment.

She smiled and bit her lip. “Anywhere, really. But I like public places, this couch is pretty nice.” She giggled, making you and Nat gasp. “Wandaaa! Not my cooouch!” Tony whined, standing out of his chair and shaking his head. “Okay, that’s enough for me.” Tony grunted, stumbling off to go to his room, you figured. The team laughed and you shook your head at your naughty friend.

As the night went on, other members had filtered out of the room, ready for bed. You were quite ready yourself, though you had other plans than sleeping. You were pretty flustered and turned on after this, and seeing how Bucky and Steve were staring at you like hungry animals caused you to feel a ball of energy building in your core.

You sighed and stood from your seat, causing all eyes to fall on you. “Well, this was fun, but I’m ready to hit the hay.” You said softly, nervously rubbing your arm. Steve and Bucky looked at you and you heard Sam sigh. “Yeah, I’m going, too. I’ll see you all in the morning!” Sam said, leaving the common room.

Mumbling a small goodnight to your friend, you turned to look at Nat and Wanda. They smiled and gave you a kiss to your forehead and a hug before leaving to their bedrooms. You were facing with your back towards your floor mates and you slowly turned around to face Steve and Bucky.

They stood up and you nervously smiled at them; you could already feel the heavy tension in the air. “Well, I’m gonna go to sleep.” You said softly, watching them smirk before you turned around. You walked off towards the elevator and you could hear their faint whispering and footsteps behind you. Your neck heated up and it reached your cheeks.

Bucky followed closely behind Steve as they stepped into the elevator with you. You took a small nervous breath, smelling both of their cologne’s invade your senses. Swallowing thickly, you closed your eyes for a moment. You needed to calm down. Steve pressed the button to your shared floor and you sighed softly.

The elevator was quiet and the two men were standing either side of you, their bodies dangerously close to yours. You gently glanced up at Steve, noticing that same smirk plastered on his lips. He was staring straight ahead and you turned to look up at Bucky.

Bucky smirked, noticing your movement from the corner of his eyes. “It’s impolite to stare, Y/N.” Steve said, his body now facing you. You flinched a little and immediately blushed, his body moving much closer. “I-I-”, you stuttered, your eyes holding Steve’s.

You suddenly felt Bucky step closer to your back, his hands resting on your hips. “Now, now Steve. Don’t scare her. Doll, we came up with an idea.” Bucky said, moving your hair off of your shoulder with his metal hand.

Steve smirked and raised his hand up to brush his index finger along your jaw. The small action and the feel of Bucky’s hands on your body had you trembling in the knees. You weren’t sure what was happening, but you loved it. “Wh-what is it?” You asked, feeling Bucky’s lips ghosting over your neck.

A gasp fell from your lips and your eyes fluttered shut. “We want to help you find out your kinks.” Bucky whispered against your soft skin as Steve’s thumb brushed over your parted lips. “Would you like that, Y/N?” Steve asked lowly. You opened your eyes to meet Steve’s stare.

After what felt like forever, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. You nodded and let Steve and Bucky pull you towards your bedroom. Bucky locked your door while Steve sat you down on your bed. Bucky joined Steve and they stood in front of you, their muscular arms crossed.

You licked your dry lips, fiddling with your hands in your lap. “You’re shy so I’ll bet you like to be dominated.” Bucky smirked, stepping forward. You creased your eyebrows and watched Bucky’s every move.

He bent down and placed either hand beside you on the bed, his eyes level with yours. “I want you to strip.” Bucky rasped, his breath fanning across your red tinted cheeks. “Now.” Bucky ordered, the serious undertone and all around huskiness of his voice sent a shiver to your core.

You inhaled shakily and nodded your head gently, gripping your shirt in your hands. Bucky stood out of your way and watched with Steve. They licked their lips at the sight of your chest, their eyes soaking in every inch of exposed skin.

Next were your leggings and you kicked them off. Your arms covered yourself and Steve almost cooed at your shyness. “Y/N, you’re beautiful. You don’t have to hide from us.” Steve spoke softly, reassuring you.

You sighed and slipped your hands behind your back, unhooking your bra. The chill in the air caused your nipples to harden and Steve groaned. “Fuck, look at her, Buck. I’ll bet your panties are soaked, aren’t they, Doll?” Steve asked, every word that dripped from his mouth drew you in and made your pussy throb.

You pulled your panties off and you were about to throw them to the floor along with your other clothes, until Steve gripped your wrist. You thought you did something wrong, until he took your panties from your hand and brought it up to his nose.

Steve inhaled your scent and groaned, his eyes falling shut. You guessed a woman’s scent was a kink for him, but as he passed them to Bucky, maybe both liked it just as much. “Fuck, Y/N, you smell amazing.” Bucky moaned before dropping your panties to the floor.

You blushed and bit your lip, anticipating their next move. “So, how do we start?” Steve asked, rubbing his chin as he thought. You honestly didn’t know what you liked, or you just never paid attention the few times were intimate with someone else.

Bucky discarded his shirt and motioned for you to lie down. You did just that, resting your head on your pillow in the middle of your bed. “Spread those legs for me, Doll.” Bucky said, climbing onto your bed after sliding his pants off. You could see a bulge in his black boxers and your mouth started to water.

“Maybe we could try tying your hands together? Would you like that?” Bucky asks you, his finger trailing down your torso. The simple act caused your skin to cover in goosebumps.

“S-sure.” You all but squeaked out, feeling Bucky’s finger stop right where you needed him. “I like that idea, Buck.” You hear Steve rasp, the clicking of his belt coming undone near your ear.

You looked over, watching Steve slide his pants off. His shirt was on the floor and you couldn’t help but drink in his toned body. Bucky suddenly grasped both of your wrists tightly, eliciting a rather sensual gasp from your parted lips. Your eyes met his and he bit his lip. "Oh, she’ll love it.“ Bucky said with a chuckle, noticing your reaction. Bucky’s hands slid down your arms as Steve started to tie his belt around your wrists.

Making sure you couldn’t break free easily, Steve dropped your arms above your head. You found that you actually liked this. Not being able to move your hands made your adrenaline rush through your veins; every move Steve and Bucky made wouldn’t be able to be stopped by you. It caused you to be more alert, and it made your pussy throb with anticipation.

Bucky’s lips placed soft kisses along your chest, his tongue lapping at your hardened nipple. You moaned and tried to grind your hips against Bucky’s, but his hands held your waist down harshly, his fingers digging deliciously into your skin.

You bit your lip and you couldn’t help but try to grind against him again, loving the reaction you pulled out of him. Bucky growled and pushed your hips down again, his metal hand flying to your neck. You let out a moan at the pressure, your eyes rolling back into your head.

“Move again and you’ll be punished.” Bucky ordered you, his breath fanning across your face. You whimpered at his sudden dominance and opened your eyes, seeing Bucky’s eyes staring into yours. You nodded obediently and Bucky pulled his hand away with a smirk. “Steve, we’ve got a sub on our hands.” Bucky chuckled deviously as he moved to your side.

Steve was straining in his boxers as he climbed onto your bed, his lips finding yours as his hips settled between your legs where Bucky previously was. “Fuck, I love a submissive woman.” Steve whispered against your mouth. “You call me Captain and you call Bucky Sergeant. If we hear our names, you’ll be punished.” Steve said, trailing his lips along your skin. “Yes, Captain.” You submitted to him.

His lips were on yours again and you let out a small whimper, allowing his tongue to start wrestling around with yours. Pulling away too soon, Steve’s hand caressed your cheek. “What do you want?” Steve asked, his nose rubbing gently against yours.

Your wrists twisted in the belt, your breathing becoming heavy. “I’ll be back.” Bucky called out before you could answer, his body leaving your bed. All you could focus on was Steve’s hand moving down your body towards your pussy.

His middle finger rubbed small circles on your clit, pulling a gasp from your parted lips. “Is this what you want? You want me to play with your pretty pussy?“ Steve asked, his eyebrow raised. You nodded frantically, remembering not to grind your hips. Even though you wanted to so badly.

Steve moaned and captured your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it before pulling away. “Captain, I need you.” You whined, feeling his finger sliding down your wet folds, teasing your entrance. “You’re so wet, Y/N.” Steve whispered, kissing down your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut as he kissed his way down to your collarbones. “Are you gonna be a good Doll?” Steve asked, his eyes watching your face.

You nodded and met his intense gaze, seeing him smirk. Steve moved away from you and you watched him reach for your silk scarf on your chair. He walked back over and placed it over your eyes, tying it around your head, making sure it wasn’t too tight or too loose.

A nervous breath fell from your lips and you tugged on your bottom lip, darkness consuming your vision. Steve resumed his position and your ears perked at every movement you heard. “Do you like the blindfold?” Steve asked, his mouth resting on your hip.

Before you could reply, Bucky appeared back in your room, you had no idea where he went or what he was planning on doing. "Playing already?“ Bucky chuckled, slipping his pants back off. “Blindfold. Nice one.” Bucky said with a smirk. He plopped down on your bed beside you. “See if she likes this.” Bucky rasped, the sound of something jiggling around in a ceramic mug catching your attention.

Since you couldn’t see, you wondered what he and the other super soldier wanted to do to your body. A whimper fell from your lips when you felt something cold and wet-no doubt an ice cube-running along your inner thigh. “Mmm, she likes it.” Steve chuckled, your muscles twitching in your thighs as his hand carried the ice cube down to your pussy. Bucky gasped when he saw your pussy clench as a cold water droplet fell down your slit.

“You’re such a responsive girl, Y/N. Who knew you’d like such naughty things?” Bucky asked, his voice closer than before. “Please, I-I need your mouth , Captain.” You quietly begged, raising your hips off of the bed.

Steve repeated Bucky’s action from earlier and pushed your hips back down. “Remember, you said you’d be a good Doll.” Steve said firmly, tossing the nearly melted ice cube in his mouth. You felt a few droplets fall onto your pussy and you moaned. It took everything in you not to jerk your hips again.

Bucky’s mouth was on your breast in no time as Steve let his mouth close on your wet pussy. You gasped and clenched your fists, the sucking motions coming from both of their mouths sending a wave of pleasure through you. “Oh, Cap!” You cried out, Steve’s cold tongue licking you from your entrance up to your clit.

Both men moaned against you and you squeezed your thighs around Steve’s head. He chuckled and sucked your clit into his mouth, letting one of his fingers slide into your tight hole. “Captain, oh yes!” You squealed. Bucky’s lips came up to yours and he swallowed your moans as Steve made out with your drenched core.

Steve curled his finger inside of your pussy before inserting another one. He pulled his mouth away with an obscene pop and finger fucked you fast and hard. “I want you to cum, Y/N. Cum for Captain.” Steve ordered you before attaching his lips to your clit again. Your head turned to the side and you bit the skin of your arm, broken moans falling your lips.

Your hips were grinding against Steve’s face as you felt your first orgasm of the night quickly approaching. Bucky was sucking and biting your exposed neck, no doubt giving you a few marks.

“Fuck! Captain, I’m so close!” You yelled, digging the back of your head into your pillow. Steve smirked against your pussy. His fingers curled one last time and your back arched off of the bed, ‘Captain’ rolling off your tongue like a prayer.

After you came down from your high, Steve kissed his way up your body. “I want you on your knees.” Bucky ordered, helping you down onto your floor. You licked your lips and Bucky’s thumb pulled your chin down so your mouth was open. Steve was stroking himself on your bed now, a clear view of what was about to happen.

Bucky slowly slid his thumb into your mouth, rubbing it over your tongue. Without a second thought, your tongue stuck out, ready to submit to Bucky’s needs. "Doll, you’re killing me.“ Bucky groaned, his eyes glued to your mouth. You felt Bucky pull his thumb away and he gripped a handful of your hair so you could sit higher on your knees.

You whimpered at the sting. “And she likes hair pulling.” Steve chuckled, his thick cock resting in his large hand. You could hear his ragged breathing from behind you and it sent tingles to your core. “Are you gonna be a good Doll and suck Sergeants cock?” Bucky asked, keeping his hand gripped onto your hair.

You licked your lips and nodded. “Yes, Sergeant.” You said softly, wishing you could see Bucky’s cock. You felt the tip rub against your bottom lip and you gasped, moving your head forward only to have Bucky jerk it back by your hair. You gasped again and moaned, biting your lip. “Tell me you want it.” Bucky growled. “I want it, Sergeant. Please. Let me suck your cock.” You pleaded, tears springing in your eyes under the blindfold.

Bucky groaned lowly and you figured he liked controlling you. You didn’t mind because you were definitely up for letting him do anything to you. You felt Bucky’s cock rub against your bottom lip again. Making sure Bucky wouldn’t jerk your head away again, you slowly stuck your tongue out, twirling it around his swollen tip. A gasp fell from Bucky’s lips as he watched you.

You moved your head forward and sucked his tip into your mouth, tasting a bit of pre-cum. You hummed against him, taking in more of his thick cock. “Oh fuck, your mouth is amazing.” Bucky grunted, his hips jerking into your mouth. You moaned and urged him to keep going. “You want me to fuck your mouth?” Bucky asked you even though your mouth was occupied and you couldn’t answer.

You nodded and took more of him in your mouth, feeling his hand rest on your cheek. Inch by inch, he slid inside of your warm, wet mouth. “Fuck, Doll, yess.” Bucky choked out, his tip inching towards the back of your throat. You knew how to hold your gag reflex and Bucky gasped as he watched you take him all the way, your nose nuzzling against his pelvic bone.

Bucky’s hips pulled away, only to slide back in with more force. You moaned against him and he continued the movement, his hands resting on the back of your head. “Such a good Doll.” Bucky groaned, letting his head fall back and his eyes squeeze shut. Your head bobbed back and forth, your mouth sucking Bucky back in. You let Bucky fuck your mouth, the wet sounds making your pussy throb again.

You could hear Steve jerking himself off behind you and Bucky pulled your mouth away from him, a string of saliva connecting from your lips to his cock. Bucky inhaled deeply, watching your chest rise and fall as you caught your breath. “Captain, Sergeant, I want your cocks. Please.” You begged, the aching between your thighs becoming unbearable.

Steve chuckled deeply as Bucky helped you onto the bed. Steve pulled the scarf off of you and you blinked a few times. Steve’s cock was standing proudly and it was just begging for some action. You blushed and looked between the two, licking your lips. They were a heavy breathing mess, eyes blown with lust.

You bit your lip and looked down at the belt around your wrists. Bucky took the belt off and threw it to the side. “Who do you want first?” Steve asked you as you sat there on your knees. Bucky came up behind you, placing kisses to your shoulder. “I want both of you.” You whispered, nervously looking into Steve’s eyes.

His eyebrows raised and Bucky hummed behind you. “Double penetration. Such a dirty girl.” Steve whispered as you felt Bucky’s hands coming in front of you to grasp your breasts. You moaned and let your head rest against Bucky’s shoulder. His hand started moving down your torso as Steve was busy grabbing a bottle of lube Bucky had brought along with him just in case.

You felt Bucky’s hand cup your pussy and wiggle his hand against it. “I want your pussy.” Bucky growled, moving away from you before you could respond. You whined at the loss of contact but Bucky pulled your by your wrists to hover above him. “You’re such a pretty Doll.” Bucky said as he bit his lip, making you blush.

You turned to look at Steve and he was coating himself in lube. “Are you sure about this?” Steve asked, coming up behind you. You nodded and bit your lip, gently moving your hips back and forth. “Please, Captain.” You whimpered. Steve smirked and settled closer to you, his tip rubbing against your ass cheeks.

A shiver shot through you and you pushed back a tad, feeling his tip slowly start to push inside. You gasped and looked straight at Bucky, feeling the tip of his cock rub against your pussy.

Slowly, they both entered you and you held your breath, your mouth hanging open. “Breathe, Y/N.” Bucky whispered, both of their cocks sliding further inside of each hole. You inhaled deeply, your eyebrows creasing and your eyelids drooping a tad. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Steve growled, his hands gripping onto your hips.

Bucky shifted down lower, bending his knees to get a better angle. You felt them both twitch inside of you and you moaned at the feeling of being so full. “Oh, please move.” You begged the two men, hearing both of their heavy breaths. Steve’s lips were on your back, pressing soothing kisses as he started to slide in and out of your ass.

Bucky reached his hands to your face, pressing his lips against yours as he started to fuck your pussy, his cock stretching you just as much as Steve’s stretched your asshole. A string of grunts fell from Steve and you whimpered against Bucky’s mouth.

Your heart was racing and your holes were throbbing, but it felt so amazing. You never thought you’d be in this situation, and you didn’t want it to end. But feeling their huge cocks both fucking you, you knew you wouldn’t last long. Neither would they.

Steve started to speed up, his cock sliding in as Bucky’s slid out. They kept a rhythm going and it made your head spin. Steve gripped onto your hair, jerking your head back as Bucky’s mouth attached itself to your breast, his hand grasping the other.

You squealed as they both slammed their cocks into you at the same time. “Fuck, it’s so deep!” You yelled, your body shivering with pleasure. The room was filled with skin slapping against skin, manly grunts, and your high pitched moans.

“Your pussy is so good. You’re such a good Doll for us, Y/N.” Steve growled from behind, his forehead resting against your back. You gasped as you felt one of their hands reach down to rub your clit, causing your pussy to clench. “Fuck!” Bucky yelled, his cock slamming into your pussy harder as Steve slapped your ass.

Bucky’s cock twitched inside of your pussy, his tip bumping against your g-spot full force. “You’re gonna make me cum.” You breathed, watching Bucky’s eyes roll into the back of his head. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his neck, licking a stripe up and back down. Both of your holes clenched around their cocks and they moaned simultaneously. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Bucky groaned, the veins in his neck popping.

Steve was breathing heavily and all it took was one thrust from each of them to send you into ecstasy. “Oh, Sergeant! Captain!” You cried out, your hands tugging on Bucky’s hair.

They continued to slam into you, chasing their own release. “Oh god. Oh go-” Steve’s words were cut off by a loud, drawn-out moan, Bucky following right after.

You breathed heavily as you felt them fill you up with their hot cum. They were shaking above and beneath you, your holes throbbing around them as they rode out their orgasms. Your head fell onto Bucky’s sweaty chest and he was breathing rapidly. Steve pulled out of you, falling to your side.

You heard Steve chuckling and you lazily turned your head to face him, feeling Bucky slide out of your pussy. “I can’t believe it took us so long to do this.” Steve said, turning his head over to look at you. Bucky chuckled under you and you blushed. “Well, I know some of my kinks now.” You said softly, your cheeks hot.

Bucky rubbed your sides and you noticed his metal hand was now warm instead of cold. “You’re honestly so amazing.” Bucky breathed, his hands moving your hair out of your face. You reached your hand out for Steve and pulled him in for a kiss. Bucky watched with a smile on his face.

Steve hummed into the kiss and Bucky gripped your chin, your lips making a wet sound after you pulled away from Steve. Bucky’s lips met yours and Steve huffed beside you. “Such a selfish man. I get her pussy next.” Steve said with a small chuckle. You pulled away from Bucky and looked between the two.

“Wait, so this is gonna happen again?” You asked with wide eyes. Bucky laughed and you got off of him to sit in between the two. Bucky turned on his side, facing you. Steve did the same, both of their hands resting on your thighs. “If you want.” Steve whispered, placing a kiss to your arm.

You blushed again. “There’s a lot of kinks out there, Y/N.” Bucky said lowly, his tongue licking up your other arm. You bit your lip and smiled. “Well, who’s ready for round two?” You asked, hearing the two men chuckle.

“I am.”

Note: I’M SORRY IF THIS SUCKS, OMG. BUT WOW. .c

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