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mariahmintz · 9 months

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You're cute (steve rogers smut)

Tw: rough, humiliation

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You had just gotten an email saying that you had been excepted as the 2nd assistant manager for the famous Tony Stark. You had to begin the job tomorrow.

What excited you most though, was meeting Captain America, he had been your celebrity crush for the longest time, ever since you were 6 years old.

The next day finally arrived and you were outside the headquarters, hardly able to breathe properly because this had also been your dream job ever since you were 6. I mean, it wasn't to be the 2nd assistant manager, but what you could get, you were happy with. You hear footsteps approaching you from behind, so you turn your head towards a tall, muscular figure. You couldn't see their face until they were right in front of you. And this was it, the first time meeting THE CAPTAIN ROGERS! "hi, I'm Steve." he put his hand forward for you to shake it; You shook it nervously. "hi Mr. Rogers, I'm Y/n." you said, blushing. "please, call me steve," he says. "Sure, Steve."

Later on, at dinner, you were introducing yourself to everyone, and while you were answering a few questions, Nat asks you, "So y/n, got your eye on anyone yet?" you were a bit flushed at the question, but you answer it with a little giggle and said "no, not yet," blushing because that was a lie.

After dinner, at around 11 pm, Steve showed you your room and it was a medium-sized, with a queen-sized bed and a big window with blue curtains. Steve tells you a warm goodnight and asks you if you need anything, you nod no, He also informs you that his room is opposite yours. You were kind of excited to hear that because the walls were not exactly soundproof and you wanted to listen to him if he by chance, started talking about you. Later on that night, you were trying to sleep, but you couldn't stop thinking about how you wanted Steve inside you. You hadn't had sex in a long time and you were starting to really miss it. Like, a lot. You got so horny that you had to release the feeling in order to fall asleep... You got up and sat down on your bed, you put your hand under your underwear and started rubbing, you imagined him fucking you, rough and hard. You moan, unconsciously, saying, "oh steve, right there. YES!" completely forgetting that the doors are not soundproof. After your first orgasm, you hear a light knock on your door. So, you put your pants on and open the door, not thinking much of it. You open the door and Steve is at the other end. You immediately blush, and this time, he notices. "you do know that the doors are not soundproof, right?" he says in a smug voice. You don't realize that you had moaned his name out loud, and you didn't really care if he heard you moaning, so you ask him, "so?" and he goes, "Well, next time you stay in a room and you know that the doors aren't soundproof, then don't moan your neighbours name when you're masturbating," he says with a smirk on his face. You choke on your spit. "FUCK" I mean *clears throat* I don't know what you're talking about," you chuckle nervously, like shit how could you be so stupid. "you're cute, so, I don't mind". you're flushed, and speechless. " do you wanna come in..?" you ask, and he nods yes. As soon as the door shuts, he looks at you with a smirk, he could tell, by your moaning that you liked it rough. So, he grabs your throat and bangs your back to the door. "I heard you like it rough." he says. "ye-yes. I do." well, we've got to do something about that now, don't we?" He rips your oversized pink shirt off and starts kissing your neck. you both moan. If you had told younger y/n that this would happen in your future...she would have laughed in your face.

But god, was he good at sucking your neck. You almost orgasmed just from that. He slowly goes down your neck, onto your stomach, you whimper as he goes further down because the desperation of wanting him inside you was taking over. He slowly comes back up and he takes off his grey sweatpants, along with his white Calvin Klein underwear and throws you on the bed.

He asks for your consent and as soon as you give it, he pounds into your pussy. You scream in pure delight as his 9-inch cock hits your G-spot every time he strokes. "You can't orgasm until I say so. Understood?" he says, as a punishment for masturbating while thinking of him. You groan in response as it's hard to speak proper words right now. "Do you understand?" he repeats and puts his hands underneath your back and flips you over into doggy-style. You moan again, his cock hitting your G-spot even harder, he puts his hand under your stomach, to your pussy and starts rubbing your clit. "hmm?" he growls. you're on the verge of tears now. "Y-ye-" you manage to get out and he immediately stops. You gasp to catch your breath. "Darling, I'm not gonna continue unless you answer," he says with his dick still inside you. "Yes! I promise I won't orgasm until you let me." "Good girl," he says chuckling.

He begins to slowly thrust again, but you can't take it, you need more. You whimper as he increases his speed and you could feel that your orgasm was on its way. You cry out loud as it's hard to hold your orgasm in, but Steve doesn't show any mercy. He goes even faster now, as your eyes roll at the back of your head and your knees becoming jelly, he throws you onto your back to relax you a bit.

After 2 more minutes of excruciating pleasure, he lets you orgasm. He pulls his dick out and you scream as you cum all over his cock. Seeing you cum makes him orgasm as well, he grunts as his cum drops out of his cock onto your stomach.

He lies down next to you, speechless because of how good that fuck-session was. "Steve?" "yes, darling?" he replies. "was this the first time you've had sex in a 100 years?" you ask chuckling. he blushes, "yes, it was," he says while being a bit flustered. "well, that's the best sex I've ever had, captain." you say. "same here, darling. we should do that again." he says. "oh yeah, at least every other night" you reply.

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Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this one-shot :)) lmk know who you want next and what gender!!

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broadwayfan92 · 1 year

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One Love, A Thousand Lifetimes (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/328788111-one-love-a-thousand-lifetimes?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=broadwayfan92&wp_originator=OWawPxhm2FZBWIe3gxM%2FEyLbvZFa5ZvmwznqWY7qkhR%2BIg5ivIF2AYVJ3IDUGfw4A71kBwsmV933yamKXEWMqINcPckonJC3BpuNYTXQXtyMnXKerQZ1uyNka6YlZumq They fell in love, but it was forbidden. Now Bruce and Natasha are cursed to live one life after the other.

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abstractnerddreams · 2 years

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#wattpad #avengersfanfiction #steve rogers #steve rorgers x reader x bucky barnes #reader insert

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lance1889 · 1 year

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DeadLinc & Lynn-23 (Loud House x Marvel) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/329574575-deadlinc-lynn-23-loud-house-x-marvel?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Lance1889&wp_originator=MYeee23WtArOono%2F1P6NSg0V2sBTbSscp2mLLhAazpctBnkPsFwhuFcXUqRv7YXluMciDI9ZJNYoJVa1L9OINjt73Ee5XWelMcOxSU0rOfaW3qFvgZQ9YJDjA1vBTyle Inspired by Patanu's Lincpool artwork. Mutants and Mutates, are controversial topics around the globe, if you're the Avengers' Hulk and Captain America, you're prized protectors of the world. But if you're the X-Men, you're the scum of the Earth. Support and hatred for Mutants and Mutates are back and forth across America, but in Royal Woods, it's 95% Anti-Mutant Propaganda, and The Louds aren't in that 95% either. But when a mysterious backer for Lisa's experiments sends her DNA of some of the most powerful Mutants and Mutates. The little scientist couldn't help but do some experiments on her siblings. Slowly turning them into Mutates while they slept. But when their powers were awakened, they didn't get a warm reception. Instead, their house was torched and Lincoln got a lot of acid to the face. Causing the Louds to flee from Royal Woods and split up. One year, three weeks, six days, and... Fourteen minutes after that fiasco, Lincoln and Lynn return to Royal Woods, as DeadLinc & Lynn-23. Or rather, returning to Royal Lakes City, a city built after the union of Royal Woods and Great Lakes City. How will these two Anti-Heroes do in this new town? What forces will they face? Let's find out.

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writingpains2019 · 2 years

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Chapter 82! We’re coming close to the longest fan-fic I think I’ll ever write.

#kidtonystark #avengersfanfiction #ironman fanfiction

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ladysparrow89 · 2 years

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Serpent of Mischief - Chapter 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1251078701-serpent-of-mischief-chapter-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Syns_Sparrow&wp_originator=7YvW8wMBoYJIPMSSFECI70M1UumkxkUDcGrmf1Y3JSuOn9ObLX%2BIzImcl9KbgfkvLkpWzBCYDi5lGFJMFWO010%2FjZrB0oAp0R88Z4fRSt2TzUVxpPv6TZoHM%2BtYdIYEL Emris Sharpe doesn't know where she comes from, all she knows is that at 15 she was found and adopted by the world's most famous billionaire, Tony Stark. Plagued by endless nightmares, she rarely sleeps, until those nightmares start to feel like memories. Memories of a time before she was adopted. A man continually flashes through her mind, until one day while working for her adopted father, Tony, she sees the man from her dreams. From there, things only escalate.

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fablesrose · 3 years

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OKAS XXXIII

Description: Y/n, a girl who seems to have found her calling. Being a SHIELD agent is like a dream come true. With a friendship starting to form with the Avengers, she’s the Queen of the world! What could go wrong?

Pairings: Avengers x reader, Loki x reader (eventually)

Warnings: fluff, angst

OKAS Masterlist~Masterlist

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The days were getting better. I think.

Food was a blessing. I haven't had real food for seven years; I should have cherished it. Luckily I had the biggest pile of breakfast food I think I had ever seen placed on my plate.

"Are you going to eat all of that?"

I glanced at Steve, then back at my plate, then back at him, then at my plate.

I never answered him.

I've been living on smoothies for the past six months, then before that, I wasn't even sure if what I was eating was food. My stomach was probably not as big as it once was.

Despite this, I dug in anyway. I had forgotten how good food was, even though I've been out of that cell for a few meals now. I just kept eating to the point where I didn't notice everyone else coming into the kitchen.

"Hey Y/n, I wanna introduce you to the rest of the team," Tony placed a hand on my shoulder making me jump.

I quickly swallowed and wiped my mouth clean, "Okay."

He went around the room giving me names one by one.

"This is Vision."

He had red skin and didn't look human with a yellow stone in his head.

"He's an android."

Oh.

"That's Sam." Tony pointed at the man leaning against the counter eating a bowl of oatmeal. He raised his bowl in acknowledgment. He looked nice enough.

"You've met Wanda and Bucky."

I nodded at them. Wanda didn't look at me, but Bucky waved.

"Rhodey is over there." He lifted a hand. He looked older than the others, closer to Tony's age.

Tony looked around the room, "You'll meet Peter later, he's at school."

There was a blur of blue light that came from the hallway that headed towards the fridge before coming back to sit at the counter.

"And that would be Pietro, he's the guy you sparred with. He and Wanda are twins. Any questions?"

"The last time I asked a question under normal circumstances I got kidnapped seven years ago, so I'm good." I looked at Pietro, he looked a little tired, but otherwise alright. "Hey, nice to finally officially meet you, sorry I almost killed you the other day."

He glanced up at me, "Can't say I return the pleasure, and uh, thanks."

"That's fair."

"That was awfully nonchalant of you." Loki took the seat next to me, stealing a piece of toast. I was nearly full, so I didn't mind.

"Hey, I would have said the same thing if I ever got an apology from you."

"I have apologized."

"I don't remember it."

"You've said it yourself, you've forgotten a lot of things over the last seven years."

I tilted my head, "I'm pretty sure I would have remembered if you ever apologized. That would be cemented in my brain."

Loki hesitated, "I'll admit you weren't quite... in your right mind when I did it."

"Oh?"

"You were high."

I thought back, "Which time?"

I heard a snort from somewhere in the room; I had forgotten people were there to listen in.

"You were given a sedative for one of your checkups after the... incident."

"Ah. Still don't remember it."

He sighed, "Fine, I'm sorry."

I smiled, "Thank you."

There was a pause where I took another couple of bites of my breakfast.

"So, anyone wanna tell me the story behind that?" Sam said, looking absolutely baffled.

I side-eyed Loki, "Do you wanna tell them, or should I?"

Do we have to tell the story?

Come on Lokes, it's a funny story!

I don't find it that funny.

Oh, the God of Mischief, otherwise known as chaos, doesn't find a story, where he makes some chaos, funny.

...

"So who's telling the story?"

I glanced up at Bucky before looking back at Loki. He looked slightly uncomfortable.

"I guess I am." I slid the rest of my plate away from me, officially full.

"I'm not staying for this." Loki started to stand before I grabbed his wrist.

"Oh no, you don't. You're gonna sit your ass back down and listen."

"I could just teleport away, you know that."

I looked him dead in the eye, "But you're not going to."

He grumpily rested his head on his fist and didn't reply.

I looked around the room, making sure everybody was there. "Alright, so it goes like this. I'm just coming back from an infiltration mission, full-on Hydra gear, the whole setup. My superior, Agent Brian Fletcher-- how is Fletcher, by the way?"

Tony answered, "He's retired, got a nice cabin in the northwest."

"Good for him."

I continued the story, putting in a few more comedic details than there were. Tony and Loki looked at me suspiciously but didn't say anything.

"And so I'm lying there, can't breathe, and I'm just like, 'You son of a bitch, what the heck?'"

The room erupted in laughter. I looked over at Loki who had a small smile on his face while he looked at his hands on the counter.

I finished the story with grace and excused myself to my room. Social interactions were exhausting now and I still had to get used to "normal life." It was nice; having friends was nice. It's been a while since I've had some.

I lied on the bed--no, on my bed. The lights were dimmed as I tried to recharge a little bit. The bed was soft, I just sunk right into it, but it was almost too soft. Seven years of sleeping on a cot that was only a fraction better than the floor can do that to you. I couldn't get comfortable so I eventually lowered myself to the floor, sitting up against the side. The memory of the cots had stirred something in me.

"Hey, Jarvis?"

A voice that was not Jarvis answered me, "Jarvis has been incorporated into the android Vision on the team and is no longer in service. My name is Friday, is there something that I can help you with?"

I thought on it and mumbled to myself, "I guess his voice did sound familiar." I sighed before asking, "Do you have access to recovered Kingdom files?"

"Yes I do miss, what would you like me to look for?"

"Jasmine Okoro."

Friday paused as the AI searched the files. It then produced a hologram of the file in front of me. Friday began reading it out loud, "Prisoner D2- Jasmine Okoro. In facility from April 2010 to May 2014. Status: Deceased. Occasion of death: Duel. Final Opponent: Asset D1-The Queen. Results-"

Friday kept reading through the report, but I stopped listening. I just kept reading the status and the final opponent over and over.

I killed Jasmine.

Something under my skin started to feel unnatural. More than usual I should say.

"Friday, where's the nearest fortified room? Like a panic room? And the fastest route to get there."

I barely heard its instructions, but I made it there and locked the door behind me. The walls were white concrete and not entirely smooth. I stumbled to the center of the room before collapsing on my knees.

I forced myself to look at my hands as ink sprouted from my fingertips and spread up my arms. These hands killed my only friend while in hell. I pounded my hands against the ground, trying to make myself feel something. Something beyond the unexplainable feeling of my skin.

Eventually, it wasn't enough and I had to release even more. Spears shot from my fingers and shattered against the walls, but I still needed to release more. The anger, the despair, and maybe there was a bit of jealousy there too. She didn't suffer as long as I did. Most of it was the guilt and the grief that seemed to rot my insides.

A cloud of soot exploded from my body with such force that I could hear it hit the walls around me. I collapsed to the ground, trembling and exhausted. This was the first time I had used Noxy's powers. I'm not sure how I felt about it, and I was too tired to care.

Tears streamed down my face onto the ground and I shut my eyes tightly, cradling my hands to my chest. Everything felt empty, my mind, my heart.

I had never been more grateful that there wasn't a thought in my head.

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Loki sat at the counter while everyone else finished their breakfast and dispersed to work on their own tasks.

"That's not really how that story goes is it?"

Loki glanced over to see that Pietro was the last one in the kitchen other than himself. "No, no it isn't."

"What's the truth?"

Loki smirked, "You're asking the truth from the god of lies?"

Pietro's eyes looked weary, but sparked in amusement, "We all know you're about as honest as the rest of us."

A glass of water appeared in Loki's fingertips, "I guess that's true enough, young one." He took a sip. "The truth is, is that I almost killed her that day. She had just gotten her big break to fulfill her dreams and I threw her back to the bottom of the ladder with that severe of an injury."

"And she's able to just laugh it off with you never really apologizing until now?"

"You'll find she's like that." He paused, "Understand, that she will apologize to you as many times as you require of her, but-"

"I get it," Pietro interrupted, "Y/n's got more pressing matters on her plate than a sparring match gone slightly too far."

Loki watched the young man appraisingly, "Quite right, thank you."

The room was quiet for a moment before Loki started to notice some faint noises. His eyebrows wrinkled as he tried to decipher what exactly the sound was and where it was coming from. He looked at Pietro, "Do you hear that?"

"The thumping? Yes, but I figured that was just tired hallucinations, but I guess not."

They both stood and started wandering, trying to identify where it was coming from until there was a louder sound, loud enough for them to feel in their feet. They paused and found that it had gone quiet.

"Friday? Where was that coming from?"

The AI recited what room and they found their way without much hurry, only a bit of curiosity.

They found the room and found it to be locked. Loki turned the knob without too much trouble after a wave of his hand. He cautiously peeked his head through the door to see if it was safe. Once he came to the conclusion that nothing was going to attack him he opened the door wide enough for Pietro to follow. Loki's eyes landed in the center of the room where he saw a huddled form.

It didn't seem to be moving.

Loki rushed to the figure and his breath of relief caught in his throat when he realized that it was Y/n, despite the fact that he saw she was breathing.

"Is she okay?"

Loki looked her over, "I think so... She appears to be sleeping. I can't find anything wrong."

"Well that's good," Pietro sat down on the concrete, "say, Loki, do you remember what color this room used to be?"

Loki subconsciously ran his finger along the floor before lifting his eyes to the ceiling, "I'm not entirely sure, but I do know it wasn't stained black."

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fangirl-1234 · 3 years

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Unchain my heart- a Dr strange x reader (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/279480278-unchain-my-heart-a-dr-strange-x-reader?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Cumberbitch-1234&wp_originator=9XFzHlHDw7EOmLLB%2FaixFlAtz4Ozn2TX4rippowttELTZzE0ZLFAhaJo3jSawdgjeYhElK3O4l8ihp0FXzhoyvD84dvyYALCvaCIJrzXV%2BrbW%2FLt8AViITQUgrb5Hc1J People always say that the saddest man/women will find true love once again. But will Y/N find it again, after loosing as quick as she had found it. Will she be happy once again or live her life in deep sorrow for ever. Or will she find love once again in the arms of the unexpected...... Follow her as she travels on he r journey to find true love once more.

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bangchanhasbigfeet · 5 years

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Their relationship is too cute! <3

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docstark · 3 years

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Ignite (Avengers/Bucky Barnes Fanfiction) Chapter 1 - Everyone Has a Beginning

Hello!

I am going to start off with a little sidenote before we get started here. I started this as a side blog so it is not my usual writings (I usually write kpop ff) but I have been feeling the Marvel writing vibes lately so thought that I would put myself out there with what I've had in my google docs so please be kind.

Also, I appreciate constructive critisism, it helps me write and mold my characters/ideas and I also just love hearing what you think. I'm a bit rusty right now with my writing and there may be times where things aren't consistant with updates cause I'm getting back into school soon, but here we go!

Sincerly, Doctor Stark

Oh, I almost forgot...

If you have seen SHIELD you know who AIDA is but in this story she is the equialent of FRIDAY.

Also you'll see that my OC has the same power as Quake/Daisy Johnson because I was like "WHAT POWER COULD MY CHARACTER POSSIBLY HAVE?!"

N/N = Nickname

Warnings: None...some language?

"AIDA, if anyone calls please just send it to voicemail...I really don't want to hear from the New York Times for the...." I stopped as I set my keys on my kitchen island, "AIDA?"

"Doctor Stark, it seems that my security protocols have been over run," AIDA finally replied, "I tried contacting you but it seems that he has also managed to cut into my communications."

By now I had noticed the figure that was sitting on my couch and I cautiously approached my living room like I was entering the room with a wild animal.

"Should I try to see if I can get through to Mr. Stark," AIDA questioned.

"No," I said as I finally made eye contact with the man on the couch, "He came all this way instead of fleaing the country immediatly...he has questions. You won't hurt me, will you Bucky?"

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Let me back up for a moment and introduce myself, my name is Y/F/N M.I. Stark aka N/N Stark better known as Doctor Stark. For the longest time I was just Howard Stark’s genius daughter who people barely remembered existed. I rather liked it that way though, while Tony spent his time in California soaking up the sun, partying, sleeping around, getting kidnapped for 3 months, doing some work on the side, and now becoming Iron Man (have no idea how Pepper does it)...I spend my time in New York between working at Stark Tower and doing some side consulting in DC and some...other business that takes place during my consulting. But other than that, I tend to stay in the shadows. Well, I used to be able to stay in the shadows. Then of course Tony decided that be would become Iron Man and I become someone that everyone had questions for but they weren’t going to get answers from.

Currently I live in New York just outside the city which has its perks; I have a decent sized house customized for my own needs, a yard, a pool, a fence (iron with perimeter security), a gate for my driveway, and neighbors that I can chat with.

You know, feel normal even if it’s just for 5 minutes.

Downfall is the commute. But since I am one of the owners of the company, being a little late isn’t that big of a deal for me unless I had something planned.

Now, even though Tony was Iron Man I couldn’t blame him completely for all the calls I get now. Now after the powers that I now have had been seen during the whole drone fiasco at Stark Expo. And that is something that should really be explained...

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ever heard of an Agent Peggy Carter? She’s a wonderful woman and a close family friend, so close in fact that growing up I started to call her Aunt Peggy; after my parents died and Tony just about completely separated himself from the fact that he had a little sister who was 15 and in college, I could always count on Aunt Peggy when I needed someone to talk to. But as we know, a good Agent keeps her secrets and only reveals them when the time is right.

By the time I turned 21 I had completed my PhD in biomedical engineering and electrical and computer science as well as a doctorate in biochemistry (7 years of college and sleepless nights, taking more classes than I probably should have, but I did it). At the time I was just getting myself acquainted to my new office space at Stark Tower (during that time I only occupied the 80th floor) and my research and projects at a slow pace.

“Don’t feel like you have to run,” Tony said only half paying attention to me, “Start slow, you know Stark Industries just as well as anyone, you’ll be running the tower before you know it.”

I had to admit that he was right; I had been in Stark Tower thousands of times it seemed but this was new for me. But then Aunt Peggy came along and gave me that extra push that I needed.

She had said she had an office warming gift for me; what I wasn’t expecting was the almost 30 boxes of old files, some dating as far back as 1939.

“Your father was a great man, a fool at times, but a great man,” she started, “Throughout his career as both the founder Stark Industries and of SHIELD, meticulously hid his files and personal work in different places. He once told me and Edwin Jarvis the location of all the information and who to give it to should something ever happen to him.”

“Shouldn’t this be going to Tony then?” I questioned, “If this is his work then-“

She held up her hand and I stopped, letting her continue. “I remember one very particular evening when your parents had invited me out for dinner. You had just gone off to college...his little girl.”

I snorted trying to imagine my father gushing over his kids like any regular dad would and in my head it just wasn’t happening.

“He didn’t show a lot of emotion because he wanted you two to be able to face the world as it is...but for him it was hard seeing his little girl off to college even earlier than most dads would. But we did have a conversation that leads to the elephant...or should I say boxes in the room,” she said as she walked over towards them, “He said that both his children were born protégées, both were born to carry on what he had started. However, while they both possess the talents to change the world, one is more so the leader and the other the backbone.”

She opened the box in front of her that had a large ‘(Your Initials)’ written on the front of it. “He said, First born or not, had he not felt like Tony had the potential to lead, you would have become the head of Stark Industries,” she said, pulling a book from the box and holding it out to me, “Your father believed that you are the backbone to the very company that you stand in today, which is why I am now giving you these, just as he asked...keep them safe.”

And in Aunt Peggy style she left me to soak in the information that she had just told me, and to move the boxes to a room that only I could get into. I spent every waking moment going through the boxes, sorting them, trying to find what had gone wrong to make him tuck certain things away.

I found some items that I wondered why he even kept. Was it a reminder not to mess with it? A way for someone to know what to do should they see one? I didn’t know but it was staying under lock and key, that was for sure.

The book that Aunt Peggy had given me was essentially a journal, maybe even a diary, whatever you want to call it, it held the detail of things that had gone wrong, things that had gone right, and the one that she had given me wasn’t the only one. In the same box with my initials were more journals, just like the rest and there were almost 3 exclusively for Project Rebirth…

I don’t know how long I went through the boxes labeled ‘Project Rebirth’. The story of Steve Rogers, of Captain America was regular bedtime story for me.

My mother once said I should stop asking him for Captain America stories and at 5 years old it was the first time I had really seen my father get defensive about anything.

“If she wants to hear those stories then I will tell them, Maria,” he said.

But reading how long he searched the frigid waters, hoping for a signal to find his friend, I now know the look I saw behind my father’s eyes...sadness and grief.

For a time I stepped away from my file room, my workload getting heavy, ideas that my father thought of being brought to life but in a new and better way. As my projects expanded, my need for space grew, and to everyone’s surprise I now took up 5 floors in just five years, and with lab assistants and AIDA to help with the calls, I got a chance to finally step back into my file room.

I had barely touched the files over the last 5 years, but what I can say is that there was one box that I was avoiding. It was a wooden box, nothing intricate about it. It almost reminded me of my mother’s old jewelry box, a gift passed down in her family. But this box was odd. There was no mention of it in any of the journals, no note, nothing.

So I had to take my life into my own hands at that point and I carefully opened the box. When I opened it I gave a sigh of relief. Carefully cradled in the box was a vile of purple liquid, and of course, now that I have gotten past a close call with a heart attack, I found a note...taped to the inside of the lid.

“Out of the many things that I have come across in my time...blah blah blah speech about his accolades...while Dr. Abraham Erskine created the Super Soldier Serum for Project Rebirth, it was not the only serum that he created. The Terrigenesis Serum was created to react with the body’s own DNA and essentially bring forward any supernatural abilities that might be laying dormant within someone, should they have them.”

I stopped and ran my hand through my hair. They didn’t know when to stop, did they?

“Should you find this one of 2 things can be done; hide it or take it to SHIELD and only if they know what A21K609S means, are they to know about what you have….I suggest you start with the top.”

For the longest time I hid the Terrigenesis Serum, we didn’t need someone with superpowers who might be unhinged, running around.

But after I had started consulting with SHIELD for a few years and when Tony got kidnapped...my emotions got the better of me.

And I went to Fury…

He knew what the code meant, he questioned me over and over again telling me that there was a chance that I could die.

“IF YOU DON'T HAVE SOMEONE DO IT I'LL DO IT MYSELF!” I remember screeching at him.

I was taken to a lab and strapped down on the bed, since no one knew how the serum would affect me, on the screen of one of the computers I saw that Fury had pulled up the old file that SHIELD had on the serum.

I remember seeing Natasha up in the observation room looking down at me. By then we had become friends and by the look on her face I could tell that she did not approve of this.

But it was too late now…

The purple liquid traveled into my body, making me feel like every vein and artery was being shredded as it circulated. I couldn’t even tell if I was screaming, I knew my mouth was open but I could hear nothing.

I felt hands on me as the lab assistants and doctor who had been permitted in the room tried to push me back flat on the bed but there was this loud bass like noise and the hands were gone and everything went black.

When I woke up a few hours later the only person in the room with me was Fury.

“What’s this thing around me?” I asked looking purple, glowing substance around me.

Fury took a pen and threw it at the substance and it bounced back. “Some sort of shield that surrounded you after the serum took hold in your body...I suggest you try and figure out how to make it go away.”

Closing my eyes I tried to tell the shield that I was fine, I was safe, and that it could come back to me. It took a good hour but I figured it out and finally Fury was able to undo the straps that were holding me down to the table.

“So what? I’m some sort of human shield?” I questioned as a lab assistant came into the room and cautiously lifted the head of the bed up so that I could sit up. I finally got a good look at the room; equipment was knock over and strewn around the room, there was broken glass in the observation windows, and there were cracks in the walls. I gulped upon seeing this. “Did I do all this?”

“Vibration manipulation,” he replied, “Congrats Doc, you created a small earthquake right here in this lab. Not to mention you scared the hell out of the SHIELD science division when they got blasted back from that force field. But either way...looks like we have some work to do.”

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Heaven Don't Have a Name - Spend the Days Dreaming and the Nights Awake (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1281305839-heaven-don%27t-have-a-name-spend-the-days-dreaming?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=abstractnerddreams&wp_originator=p4kDBdqdBdtFUeFzB2n4b0uDPCeX0d78eLJn9y84zIF4HlStWUuiozYROQfCuvsnUN8ly8o5Tu6ouzz4UuWPLfOTxunASrL%2FhHZU0OCsLWTOlMI49%2BObbVKYCsqzEQIj A dead end job you hate, a family that doesn't care to understand you, and even your friends seem like they don't care that much about it. It feels like you are stuck in a cycle of depression and ennui with no way out. There's really nothing special about you. At least not special enough to attract two men-rockstars who are hotter than sin itself-to you. But that's exactly what happens; and that's when when your life takes a brand new turn. Bucky and Steve always said they'd be there for each other 'til the end of the line. Best friends, lovers, bandmates, life was great. And then they meet you. And they realize there's something else their life needs. ***For 18+ readers. Contains adult themes including but not limited to: explicit sexual content, recreational drug and alcohol use, and violence.*** ***NOTE: this is a collection of short stories rather than a novel****

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The Secret Love - Clint barton - ᴾʳᵒˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1114458590-the-secret-love-clint-barton-%E1%B4%BE%CA%B3%E1%B5%92%CB%A1%E1%B5%92%E1%B5%8D%E1%B5%98%E1%B5%89?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=danni_boi_x&wp_originator=eBIF%2BHP4%2FmZAWfj8b84kJU3x3xID9F%2BJ2%2BcnZ6362kvEmBQMg%2B7VTk7F18Nq7UtYZDUfKpEd2qXemXbjwktrBpvneazT6VIMs1pU2kfVpUagsT5k4JRnKgJv53%2FxpjMj Sage Aquila Rodriguez is your average Latin woman, she worked at a coffee shop after moving to the US from Puerto Rico, doing so because her parents disowned her. One day while working her morning shift she really hit it off with a certain S.H.I.E.L.D agent, their relationship only growing from there; with all the challenges will the relationship flourish or will it burn in flames?

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The Potter Twins (on Wattpad)

A story where Morgan Stark is the Chosen One!!! She’s the understanding, witty, intelligent, prankster, and loving Stark kid. Harry and Morgan were born to be great, rising to fame in the wizarding world before even they could speak. Well, read on to know how they grow into a world where they never belonged. Copyrighted @2021 Book cover made by me. (I know not so good but I tried my best as always)However, I do not own any of the images used. Thank you kindly!! (:

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writingpains2019 · 2 years

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Still Alive, Still Writing

Still loving every word, but it’s hard to stay focused on the fan fiction when I’m also ghost-writing a lot more. Promise that there are new chapters to come soon, though!

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Amor Prohibido - El inicio de todo (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1071844898-amor-prohibido-el-inicio-de-todo?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=pixeldreamz_&wp_originator=NBWJ76ViqLtBpmIrVuRy01E3zBQkYwKaIXKH4fjaSGGL5oE7D4%2BCnDn%2FCd45RO1Fsqmz0eNr8V0PgvkBIcJKBN5h7iYuEc9jtCP57XZ0QhxpNamd2CsZmXJDPQ3wTGeC Eres la hija de un neurocirujano reconocido mundialmente. Tu padre es Stephen Strange, eres su única hija, tu madre lamentablemente falleció cuando tu apenas tenias 10 años en un accidente de carro, el cual dejó a tu padre devastado y esto provocó que el se volviera alguien muy egocéntrico. Tu sabes muy bien de los poderes que tu padre adquirió, pero decidiste ser una chica normal. Te graduaste de la universidad y ejerces como psicóloga, apoyas a tratar a las personas con traumas en Industrias Stark. Por lo tanto conoces a algunos de los Avengers. Tu vida amorosa es un caos, actualmente mantienes una relación un tanto complicada con Peter Quill. Tu padre no esta del todo convencido de tu relación debido a que Peter se mantiene mucho tiempo en el espacio haciendo misiones junto a los Guardianes.

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Of Kings and Shadows XXXI

Pairings: Avengers x reader, Loki x reader (eventually)

Warnings: None

Series Masterlist

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"You are horrible at surprises."

"No, I'm not."

"This is the suckiest surprise ever."

"Just sit in the chair, Y/n."

"No, I'm not going to sit in the damn chair Loki!"

"You won't get your favorite smoothie anymore."

"...Fine." I glared at Loki through the glass as I sat down in the metal chair in the middle of the room. Once I shifted for a moment to get comfortable, I felt the metal suit under my clothes activate, holding me in place. I couldn't move my arms, legs, and I could only rotate my head a fraction. "I hate you, you know that? Look at my right hand, that's what I'm feeling right now." To the best of my ability, I flipped Loki off.

He didn't seem amused.

I heard machinery as something unfolded from the floor. I turned my head to the best of my ability to see what it was and let me tell you I did not like the sight.

"Loki, please tell me you aren't going to stick that big-ass needle into me." I didn't even try to keep up the sarcastic facade.

Loki looked at me reassuringly, "Don't worry, it'll be over in a moment."

I tried not to remember my previous experiences with syringes. I really tried, but the only thing that came to mind was the pain. How could I not when the results could be felt under my skin twenty-four hours a day.

I fought back the tears of fear that were swelling by clenching my eyes and balling my hands into fists. As I heard the steady hum of the machine next to me grow closer, I felt the muscles of my jaw grow tighter.

The needle pricked right above the collar of the metal suit and I suppressed a cry as I felt the substance enter my veins. The metal seemed to stay in my skin for an eternity longer than necessary. It eventually exited and I let out a forced sigh of relief.

I opened my eyes to see Loki watching me worriedly. I pushed it off with a fake laugh, and his face softened.

"Are you alright darling?"

My voice was a bit tight as I said, "Fine, dandy, peachy even. Can I just get the hell out of this thing now?"

"Right!"

The suit relaxed and I hurriedly stumbled out of the chair. I felt the place on my neck where I was punctured and found I was bleeding from the wound. I licked my finger and held it to my neck to stop the bleeding. I grunted, "You wanna tell me what the fuck you just injected me with?"

"The nanobots that you just received will allow us to track your location and render you unconscious if you become a danger," Loki said it matter-of-factly, but what he was saying wasn't making any sense.

I squinted at him, "Loki, in case you haven't noticed, I've got a suit that can paralyze me and there's no reason to track my location if I'm stuck in this fucking cell!"

He smiled with a glint in his eye as he walked around the glass, "Well, that's about to change."

He came to a stop exactly across from where he came in. As he pivoted to face me, his hands were clasped behind his back.

I watched in amazement as a section of glass slid down into the floor. I took a hesitant step toward the opening, waiting for some sort of consequence; a consequence that didn't come. So I took another, and another, and then one more to the point where if I stuck out my toe, I would cross the line. I stared at the floor, at my feet and Loki's who stood only a few inches away. The only thing I could do was swallow and raise my head to look at him.

He showed me an encouraging smile. Then, without warning, he grabbed my hand and pulled me through.

I let out a surprised yelp at the jerk and had to brace myself against the white wall. I felt it in amazement. It felt exactly like the floor, but unlike the floor, I never thought I would be able to touch it.

Loki kept hold of my hand and started to walk around the glass towards where the outer door always opened. I dragged a couple of fingers along the wall as I followed behind. When we approached the door opened quickly and I didn't have time to process another drastic change before we exited the bright cell to the dim basement.

The doors shut behind me and that's when I refused to move for a moment. I vaguely felt a tug at my hand when I stopped, but I was too engrossed in the feeling that the even slight shadows brought me. It was energizing. I blinked slowly, almost sleepily. I cracked a lazy smile at Loki when he watched me curiously. I didn't say anything and I took a step towards him to signal that I was ready to go.

The elevator ride was silent but comfortable. I had to admit that I was terrified. I was scared that the moment I opened my mouth this would all fall apart into some sort of twisted dream. Or maybe a worse option was when I started asking questions and found out that my deepest fears were coming true.

Maybe they weren't letting me out. Maybe they were finally getting rid of me. Maybe they were going to drop me trapped in a remote location with no hope of freedom.

Maybe they were just going to kill me.

So I stayed silent, I hoped, and I prayed to any god that I didn't know.

Eventually, the elevator stopped at our destination. The doors opened what I saw on the other side nearly evaporated all my fears. There was the team, and a few others I didn't recognize, but they were all smiling.

I had forgotten I was still clinging to Loki's hand until he squeezed mine before letting go. I missed it's warmth for only a moment before Clint launched himself at me, almost making me stumble back into the elevator. He pulled me into a tight embrace. It didn't take long before five others had their arms around me.

I'm not ashamed to say that I cried. To be out, to see my friends, to have this level of comfort, to be among people again, it was all so overwhelming.

When we all untangled there were a few moments of awkward silence broken up by giggling. In that period I raised my head and something caught my eye. For a moment it was all I could look at and I froze.

But only for a moment.

The next moment came quickly. I barely noted my legs moving at break-neck speed and the confusion and panic left behind me. The only thing I focused on was shoving the door open and breathing in the open air. My hair whipped behind me as I sprinted across the field until I dove and rolled in the grass. I tumbled a couple of times before I stopped and lied on my back, laughing uncontrollably, relishing the feeling of cool grass beneath my hands and the beautiful blue of the sky above me.

That lovely exhaustion from lying in the warm sun washed over me as the group jogged out to where I was in the middle of the field and sat around me, looking up at the sky as well.

And I knew everything was going to be okay.

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