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He spent so much time on them and for me he got lazy

Oh my sweet holy angels...this was something I started after Indigenous day last year (2021) but never got back around to finishing it. I've been having really bad writers block and haven't been able to finish writing the Dark!Thor fic (that I also started back in 2021) yet, but it's like 2/3rds of the way done...a lot has changed since I last posted a fic...for example I recently decided to take a break from school and dropped out of this fall term...I've also been working overtime so yeah...finally had a day off today and I spent it finishing this piece of junk... anyways, hope ya'll enjoy this trash dumped from my overworking brain (๑~๑) I also refuse to proof read...and I will die on this messy anti-beta reading hill (because my eyes hurt and I am too lazy to bother) this is also 8,798 f*cking words..so yeah

-Growing up, you were all alone until you met Steve and you two bonded over being outcasts, but after the serum, you're left all alone again...or are you?

*18+!!!*

WARNING: horrible grammar, NOT edited, bad English (please be nice I know my English is bad, it’s not my first language 🥺) mentioning of unprotected sex (wrap your willy before you get silly), mean and dark Steve, angsty, fat-shaming, ED, pregnancy, noncon, breath play, choking...honestly read at your own risk because I am a warning all on my own

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You had the biggest crush on Steve Rogers, you fell for him the day you met him. The scrawny little boy who stood up for you when a group of kids cornered you and berated you for your weight, acne, and stubby stature. You two would get made fun of, pointed and laughed at whenever you two went out together, so instead you both would meet privately, getting away from your harsh reality to somewhere no one could disrupt you two, your shared safe space. You two began to date secretly, no one knew about you two, not even Bucky knew. When Steve would get set up with another pretty girl that was friends with Bucky's latest flame, you couldn't help but to worry if he'd lose interest in you. Steve would always reassure you that he'd never fancy such shallow women, that he only had eyes for you.

When Steve first told you that he was accepted and would be leaving soon to join the army, you fought every fiber in your body to not break down and beg him to stay, you understood that this was Steve's dream. That was the night you lost your virginity to Steve, holding him close before he would leave you for war. After Steve left you cried as you held onto the shirt he left behind for you, allowing yourself to let go off all the emotions you refused to show to within his presence.

Steve would come and visit whenever he could, whenever he came back, you two would spend most of your time together in bed, wrapped up in the sheets with every inch of your bare bodies touching. After Steve wrote and explained to you that he had received the serum you did your best to not let your fears get the better of you, this was good for Steve, he was healthier, happier, and could now achieve all his dreams with less roadblocks in his way. Steve stopped visiting just before receiving the serum, all you had left of him were his letters, but when those became more and more scarce you had to remind yourself that Steve had more responsibility now that he was the face of America, THE Captain America.

Your parents had sent you to buy things from town for dinner, as you were browsing the store shelves your eye caught a familiar blond man. He must’ve felt you watching him, Steve looked up and it was as if he was a child caught stealing candy. “Doll!” He quickly recovered and suddenly you were engulfed in muscular arms, “Y/n, what are you doing here? I was planning to surprise you.” You couldn’t reply and only stared at Steve with wide eyes, you hadn’t seen him with the serum and felt overwhelmed by his tall and muscular frame, you awkwardly returned his sudden hug.

"What happened to you Stevie? Why are you so..." you paused, your tongue stuck on what words to use that wouldn't be impolite and rude.

"Big? Healthy? Strong? Well it's thanks to the serum doll." Steve smiled down at your with his breath taking boyish smile, the same one that always made you swoon. "I've got something I must tend to, can you meet me at the Wellington Hotel? I am in room 214, be there by 10 sharp." Too stunned to realized what was happening you simply nodded your head as Steve roughly pulled away and left you standing in the aisle with all your questions and words floating in the unspoken air around you. After standing in the aisle like an odd buffoon, you managed to collect yourself and process what had just really happened. As you finished getting what you were instructed to and on your way home, you couldn't help but to wonder why Steve was staying in a hotel and not in his apartment that you helped upkeep for him in his leave, he still paid the rent regularly, you would know because you had just been there not too long ago to dust and care for his things so that they wouldn't ware away with time.

Your eldest brother's fiancé Jenny had asked for your help at the sewing mill, but instead of going you decided to use it as a cover to go meet Steve. You'd already talked to your parents and Jenny about working tonight so they wouldn't question where you were, and with the war becoming so intense they also wouldn't question you about when you'd return. Many people often found themselves working day and night in order to try and do their part for the country. Your father and brothers worked to scrap metal for the war, your mother worked to feed the family on rations, and you worked at the local sewing mill.

You did your best to be discreet in order to not draw any attention when you got to the hotel, it was indecent for an unmarried young woman to be meeting a man in a hotel like this. You carefully knocked on the door of room 214 and twiddled with your fingers nervously, you yelped when the door suddenly opened and you were yanked into the dark the room. "Wha-" Before you could finish speaking, you were silenced by Steve's hand covering your mouth.

"No one saw you coming here did they? You didn't tell anyone you were coming to see me did you?" You pulled Steve's hand away from your mouth and huffed a few breaths of air before replying, "No, it would be indecent, I made sure to be careful." Steve seemed to relaxed and sighed in relief, "Good, I don't want to risk anyone knowing." You wanted to question Steve as to what he meant and why the lights were off in the dark room but before you could ask him he was already pulling at your clothes and kissing your jaw, your mind clouded as you melted like goo in his arms.

You gasped as Steve lifted you and wrapped your legs around his waist, something you two had never done before due to your size differences. He walked you over to the bed and threw you onto it, he open the front of your dress and pushed down your bra as he slid down your body while his mouth bit and sucked its way down from your jaw to your breasts. The room filled with the sounds of your panting and moans of needing more, but Steve didn't seem to make a sound. When you reached up to hold Steve close, he roughly pulled away from your touch and grabbed your wrists, holding them down with one hand as he used his other to bunch up your dress around your hips and ripped your underwear off to place himself at your entrance. You could feel that he still had all his clothes on and had simply taken his cock out of his pants. Without warning Steve shoved himself inside of you, when you opened your mouth to scream from the pain of not being prepared properly Steve slammed his free hand over you mouth, covering your nose as well. As he barbarically pumped in and out of you, he finally began to moan, and instead of your name coming from his lips, Steve repeated another woman's name.

Peggy.

Your tears wouldn't stop as you felt yourself losing consciousness from the lack of air and pain of Steve's brutal thrusts. As you tried to free your hands and shook your head violently side to side in hopes of removing his hand from blocking your airways, you felt yourself becoming more and more tired until everything eventually faded and you lost consciousness.

It was still dark out when you woke up, you found yourself laying sprawled out on the floor in the cold with nothing covering you. Carefully gathering yourself and doing your best to stand on your aching legs as your neither regions screamed in pain, you looked around for Steve and saw him sleeping peacefully on the bed. When you couldn't stand anymore due to the painful aftermath of what Steve did to you, you decided to settle on the edge of the bed, but as soon as you sat Steve suddenly kicked you off onto the floor.

"Get out, people will be waking up soon." You sat stunned, unable to move as you replayed his words in your head over and over again. "Did you not hear me?" Steve got up from the bed and roughly grabbed your arm and dragged you towards the door, "Fix your rags and get out."

"Steve..."You felt as though the air was suddenly as hard as the bricks that made up the walls around you.

"Y/n, I gave you what you wanted, now get out. I will not be repeating myself." Steve's nose flared in anger as he glared into your soul.

"I...I thought you loved me?" Your tears began to fall again, your mind scrambled, unable to understand what was happening.

"Y/n, look at yourself and then look at me. I am every woman and man's dream, why would I be with someone like you? You are fat, your face is covered in acne scars and you are far too short for me. My status is too high to be associated with someone like you. Before the serum I was just as much a loser as you, but now I am the image of perfection, I cannot be with someone who is the definition of 'other'. After I received the serum I came to the realization that we couldn't be together anymore, I've also met someone else...last night was just me making sure that I truly loved her, and it can also be seen as a goodbye to you. I used to feel guilty, but being with you last night made me realize that your body does nothing but disgust me now that I've been with the true love of my life. Now get out before people start waking up, or else I will call for security and tell them that you are a crazy woman who came in here in hopes of harassing Captain America." Steve didn't spare you another look as he opened the door and gestured for your to leave. You quietly gathered yourself and limped out of the room as he shut the door behind you before you could turn around to say goodbye to him.

You limped and made it home before the sun finished rising, you decided to shower and scrubbed yourself clean of evidence from the previous night, hoping to scrub away the pain of Steve's brutal assault and his words with the crusted cum on your legs and breasts. After you finished cleaning off, you decided to sleep in hopes of sleeping away the pain and to avoid seeing your parents in your current mental state. No one disturbed your sleep, thinking that you had spent the whole night at the mill working.

When you finally awoke, you didn't know what to do or think...you seemed to go through the days with little to no emotions, you became quieter and withdrew from everyone around you more and more, feeling disgusted with yourself and replaying Steve's cruel words over and over again in your head, you began to skip meals. When asked about your sudden change, you simply blamed it on the stress of war times and that worked, until you came down with what you thought was a stomach bug that wouldn't leave. But even then you ignored it, even when your clothes started shrinking despite you starving yourself, or when your monthlies never came, you ignored all the signs and evidence of that night until you couldn't anymore. One night after you came home from the mill you found you parents and brothers all sitting in the dining room waiting for you.

"Sit y/n." Your father sat at the head of the table, in this house his word was the law. You sat and looked down at the table, refusing to look up and meet the eyes of your family members or down at your lap that was covered by your growing middle. "William asked Jenny about what happened at the mill four months ago, specifically the night when you limped home and refused to speak to anyone before sleeping the whole day and night away. She said that you never made it to the mill, so tell us y/n, if you did not go to the mill then who did you meet? Because whoever it is, I know that they are the father of that bastard child you are caring." You felt the tears fall one at a time until suddenly, all at once. You finally let yourself go and allowed the sobs to take over your body as everything you'd been ignoring came crushing down on you.

"Oh dear..." your mother came to your side and held you in her arms as your sobs violently shook throughout your body. She carefully wiped away your tears and whispered soft words to you. "What happened dear, tell mom, I won't be mad. Please, you are my only daughter, I've seen how you no longer smile, how you've become withdrawn and dulled."

After a few hiccups, you finally managed to whisper out the words you'd been dreading to face, "I was raped..." As the words left your tongue, your sobs grew louder and you felt your body give out, falling slack into your mother's safe embrace. Your brothers sucked in a breath and your father sat stunned, they seemed to piece together your mother's words and observations with their own experiences with you the last few months and digested it alongside the three horrid words you spoke aloud.

"Y/n..." Your eldest brother William whispered your name and looked at your broken state as the rest his words died before he could speak them. There were always stories of young girls being assaulted, but that was something that only happened to other people...except now it had happened to you, their little sister, and they didn't know what to do or feel.

"Did you see how he looked like?" Your father's voice cracked, betraying him as he tried to hold a strong front at the head of the table. You didn't trust yourself to reply, unable to lie to your family anymore, so instead all you did was cry harder, conflicted with what you were facing. Your mother cried tears of her own as she hushed you like a child and held you closer to her, she looked up at your father with pleading eyes and he understood what she was asking. Even without words, your mother's pained eyes pleaded at your father to not force you to speak and relive the pain you'd experienced that night, and although he wanted to know more in order to try and help you, he complied to your mother's unsaid plea and nodded at your brothers to hold their tongues. "Y/n, you are my only daughter, your mother and I love you very much. But in order to protect you, we must send you away. Your late uncle left your mother his farm, it is far but also close enough that we can come to visit you from time to time...it would be safest and best for you to live there. If you stay here then people will talk, and both you and your child may become endangered due to gossip."

You held your mother tighter, shoving your face further into her chest as you nodded and tried to drown out the sniffling of your brothers silently crying around the family table. The rest of the night was spent packing your things, by morning your things were all loaded into your brother John's work car and everyone waved goodbye to you as your parents drove you away from your childhood home.

When you arrived at the deserted farm your father unloaded the car as your mother helped you clean and unpack some of your things, the drive had taken a full day and night of traveling. You felt guilty and insisted your parents rested a day or two before they returned home, but because of work they ended up only staying that day before starting the drive back.

A month passed and you slowly became accustomed to the house, you worked to sew and fix up old clothes and shoes that Jenny would have William give to John whenever he came by to drop off necessities for you. Your belly grew bigger and it soon became harder to do things around the house, you often found yourself walking around barefoot on the cold hard wooden floors since it had become too hard to bend and put on your socks and shoes. Because John would come to drop off things for you to help patch up, you were able to make a few pennies on the side to prepare for the baby's arrival. You also sent letters home with him and received many from each member of your family, especially your mother.

But John suddenly stopped coming, and then your mother sent a letter through the mail telling you not to try and contact home until John came back. She didn't detail why but you felt that maybe some folks from back home may have started gossiping about your sudden departure, so you respected your mother's wish and stopped writing as instructed and waited for her to write you again or for John to visit and let you know of when this sudden ban would be lifted.

After 2 months of nothing but silence, you became worried. You wanted to return home to see if everything was alright, but now that you were around 6-7 months pregnant, you decided against it and did your best to sit tight in the nearly empty house. You missed seeing your brother, you often found yourself sitting in silence with your ears subconsciously searching for the sound of an old engine, hoping that John would be back to collect the items you'd patched up and with letters from your family with him.

One night while you were upstairs getting ready for bed, your ears caught the sound of an engine. You thought maybe your mind was play tricks, but the sound got closer and before your knew it, your legs began to waddle their way as fast as possible through the house. From the window you could see that there was a vehicle in the front of the house, you were a bit confused at first, you knew what John's work car looked like and it definitely wasn't the one outside, but you chose to ignore the bad feeling at the pit of your stomach after reminding yourself that only your family knew you were out here in the middle of nowhere.

There was a loud knock at the front door and you tried to fasten your pace to go open the door to greet your family after not seeing them for so long. Who you came face to face with stunned you, your instinct kicked in and just as quickly as you'd opened the door, you shut it again and locked it.

"Open the door right now doll, you don't know what I've gone through in order to be here." Steve banged his fist against the door over and over, each one harder than the last, "if you don't open the door then you're gonna regret it. I'm serious y/n, how do you think I found you? I have your family and if you don't open this door then you're never gonna see them ever again." Afraid of what he'd do to your family, you quickly unlocked and opened the door for him.

"What are you doing here?" Your words wavered like your bravery, showcasing your fear.

"Why else would I be here doll, I'm here for you and our child." You stared at Steve and carefully studied his features, he looked older, rougher, his hair was no longer the bright blond it was those months ago, it was now a darker dirty blond. After a while of standing and staring at each other in silence, Steve carefully pushed his way inside. "I know you must have more questions, but I'll explain more inside."

You numbly led him into the living room and stood away from him "Where is my family? What have you done to them?"

"I'll get to that doll, first come here and let me hold you, it's been so long since I've seen you." Steve walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you before you could get away.

"Let me go Steve, tell me where my family is now." You tried to pull away from his embrace but Steve just held you tighter.

"You know y/n, your reaction is a bit different from your family's..did you know I went missing? That I was presumed dead after saving the world by diving myself and a plane loaded with a bomb into ice cold water?" You scrunched your eyebrows together, not understanding anything Steve was saying, he was very clearly alive and in front of you. As if understanding something Steve laughed bitterly as he released you from his embrace and grabbed your upper arms to shake you, "You didn't know? You claim to love me and yet you didn't know that I, the father of your child, died?" He paused to think for a second and scoffed, "Well I guess it does make sense that you wouldn't know, after all, you're out here in the middle of nowhere all alone."

"Steve I don't know what you're talking about or what you want, so please just tell me where my family is and leave me alone." You became more and more frightened by Steve's odd behavior and the crazy things he was saying.

Steve shook his head and looked down at you, "Your family is safe y/n, they put up quite a fight when I came back from the dead to find you. They kept claiming that you'd gotten married and left, but I already knew the truth, I knew that you hadn't left because you got married. I checked for your records when I woke up in the future y/n, couldn't help but wonder what happened to you after I found out that Peggy went off and married, she lived a happy life without me. Should've known that the bitch would move on as easily as she was to fuck. But imagine my surprise and pain when I found out that you'd died in childbirth around 9 to 10 months after we'd spent our last night together?" Steve's hold on you became rougher, he pulled you to him and neared your face, "Imagine that y/n, learning that the one person who ever truly loved me, died trying to give birth my child all alone in a bathtub in the middle of nowhere with no one to be there for her in her last moments. I tried to find your and our child's resting place you know, but everywhere I looked all landed in a dead end, because you two were buried in some unmarked grave on a piece of random land that your parents sold after you died. If your brother hadn't confessed what happened to you on his death bed, then I never would've known about any of this." you gasped in pain as Steve's hold on your upper arms became unbearable, Steve held you closely against him, your bump being squished against his hard body.

Steve seemed to be deep in his own mind when you felt a strong kick from the baby, expressing their displeasure at being woken up from how hard Steve was squishing your bump between you two. Steve's eyes widened and his hold on you softened, he pulled back carefully and looked down at your bump. As if on cue, the baby decided to kick again and Steve saw the way your stomach slightly stretch out where the baby had kicked, he carefully placed his right hand over the spot and felt the baby kick a third time. Steve started crying as he fell to his knees and hugged your waist and rested his head on you stomach.

"I'm so sorry y/n, I never should’ve left you or did what I did to you. But I'm back now, and I can fix things, I swear, I'm not gonna let you and our baby die this time." You tried to pull away from Steve but with every attempted tug, he held on tighter and sobbed harder.

"Steve please get up..." You became more uncomfortable, but no matter how confused or scared you were, you also understood that this wasn't your Steve, this Steve was someone else, someone broken and far more dangerous. You had to be careful not to provoke him. Steve stood and hugged you, he buried his nose in you hair and inhaled the smell of your hair.

"I'm gonna make this right y/n, we're gonna be a happy family. Just like we always used to talk about." You didn't say anything, too afraid of this fragile yet dangerous man...all you did was nod slowly and carefully pulled away from him.

"You seem tired, how about we get some rest and talk more about this in the morning, it's getting very late... I understand what you said, but it's just hard to process... there's a spare room upstairs, you must be tired from driving..." You spoke with a soft tone, careful to not trigger the strange Steve, hoping that he would take this is an act of submission and he wouldn't become aggressive like before.

After leading Steve to the spare room, you returned to your room to sleep. As you were about to fall asleep Steve suddenly barged into your room. You'd debated locking your door earlier but decided against it, too afraid of possibly provoking Steve. Before you could question if he needed anything, Steve walked to your bed and climbed in alongside you and pulled you to his chest, resting his chin on the top of your head. "I can't sleep without you, I need to hold you. After everything I-... I refuse to spend another night without you in my arms." As uncomfortable as you felt, your fear greatly outweighed it, so all you did was nod your head and pat Steve's back in hopes of pleasing the stranger with a familiar face. After some time, you felt Steve's breathing even out and you followed him into your own dreamless sleep.

During the middle of the night you woke up with the intense need to pee, as you were carefully untangling yourself from Steve you accidentally woke him up. "What are you doing?" His rough and booming voice scared you.

"The baby is pressing on my bladder, I have to pee..." he hummed and released you from his hold.

"Hurry back." you nodded and headed to the bathroom out in the hall to do your business. After you finished peeing, you noticed the dry feeling in your throat and decided to get some water from the kitchen. While on your way back upstairs from the kitchen you passed the living room and saw the keys to Steve's car, you looked back and forth between the set of keys and the stairs leading up to where Steve slept, unaware of the idea that popped in your head.

You quietly grabbed the keys, slipping on an old pair of shoes that were too big for your feet, you carefully opened the front door as quietly as you could and walked out into the night towards the car. As you were unlocking the car and getting in to try and adjust the seat you saw the living room lights turn on and the front door swing open. Steve face twisted into the most horrendous look of anger you'd ever seen in your many years of being alive. Panicked, you shoved the keys into the emission and started the car.

"Y/n get the fuck out of the car right now and come here before I break your fucking legs." Steve marched his way towards the car, just as he was about to grab onto the car's doorhandles you stepped on the gas and drove away. As your sped away you heard the Steve growl angrily. You didn't know where to go, but you knew that you had to get away from here and closer to civilization. As you were speeding down the road you caught a glimpse of Steve running alongside the car, afraid you tried to press on the gas but that didn't seem to work. Before you knew it, Steve jumped onto the car and yanked off the passenger door handle, you stepped onto the brakes with full force and threw Steve off the car. The car swerved out of control and fell into a ditch, crawling your way out of the car, you felt your left leg shooting with pain, as you looked down at it you saw your bone sticking out. As you laid panting on the side of the road, you placed your arms around your bump and was thankful to feel the baby kicking away to show their unhappiness at the situation. You turned your head when you heard footsteps approaching you, look at the cut up bare feet and all you felt was despair course its way throughout your being, how had Steve survived?

He didn't say anything as he crouched down and pulled up your nightgown to check your stomach, spreading you legs apart to look between your thighs, "There's no bleeding, that's good, means you didn't hurt our baby pulling that dumb stunt of yours." He roughly grabbed your left leg and looked at the bone sticking out, without another word he grabbed your right leg with both his hands and snapped it at the knee, breaking it too, you screamed from the excruciating pain, "I told you I'd break your legs if you didn't listen. This your own fault doll."

Steve stood up and went to open the trunk of the car, "You know, I wanted to keep my words and let you see your family, to let you say your goodbyes before I returned with you despite my displeasure at them for keeping the both of you away from me for two whole months, but now that you've done this, I won't feel any guilt for refusing you your goodbyes." Steve came back with some weird looking clothes in hand, he first put it on himself before he stripped you and put the clothes on you as well. Steve pulled out some weird devices and scooped you into his arms bridal style before the world around you swirled together into weird shapes and colors, blurring together into muddled nonsense before everything went black.

You woke up feeling completely numb, you couldn't feel your arms or legs. The memories of what happened came crashing all at once, causing you to have a bad headache. As you opened your eyes you tried to ask for help, but instead of words rolling off your tongue, you moaned out unintelligible nonsense, alerting the nurse checking your vitals that you were awake.

"Oh, you're awake, I'll go get Captain Rogers, Mr. Stark, and Dr. Banner." The nurse walked away without further explanation and didn't to try and comfort your very clearly distressed self. Not long after she left, Steve and two strange men came into the room.

"The baby's fine, she's got a few broken bones, but considering that you were the one who deliberately caused one, I'd say there’s really not much to worry about. Just monitor her injuries for infection and try to get her some more nutritious food, the tests came back with some slightly worrisome lack of proper vitamins." The man with glasses explained to Steve with a small smile on his face, acting as if this was all normal and Steve purposely breaking one of your legs was a sort of joke between them.

"I had some people move and set up some things for her at your house. Pepper also had a field day with the baby prep stuff, just like when she went on a spree when we had Morgan." The man who spoke had an arm that didn't look human, he was holding a weird piece of glass in his hands spoke without ever bothering to look up from the weird thing in his hands.

"Thank you both, tell the rest of the team I said thanks to them too, everyone has been so helpful." Steve smiled at the two men and walked up to the side of the bed, he caressed your head and bent down to kiss your forehead.

These people were insane, how could they act as is this was normal. "No need to thank us Steve, you deserve some happiness, we all do...we've all been through so much." A woman with red hair suddenly spoke up from the door, she walked over and hugged Steve. "It's good to see you back, some of us worried when you didn't com back sooner."

"Hey Nat, sorry, got held up dealing with some people when I went back." Steve chuckled and shook his head, they all continued to ignore your presence and spoke amongst themselves before they all eventually excused themselves and went off to do their own thing.

"Well doll, those were some very important people, I'm glad you behaved. Bruce and Dr. Cho both gave the OK so we'll be going home after the ultrasound later." You again tried to say something but nothing came out, only a weak and course croaking sound came out. Steve quickly stepped towards you and carefully helped you drink some lukewarm water that was resting on the table beside you. "Sorry doll, your throat must be so dry."

After drinking some water with Steve's help you took a few deep breaths and looked up at him, "Where are we?" Your words so soft that it could've been mistaken for the wind blowing through the window.

"We're in the compound's hospital suite, after the OBGYN finishes giving one last ultrasound we can head home." Steve smiled down at you with a glint of a crazed look at the back of his eyes. He sat on a chair beside your bed and held your hand in his, he kissed your knuckles, drawing your attention to where he kissed you saw a shiny ring on your ring finger. "After the baby is born and you've completely healed, we can hold a beautiful ceremony. For now just focus on getting better doll." You realized what he meant and scrunch up your face is disgust, how could he expect you to marry him after all that he's done to you.

"I want to go home Steve...please...I'm sorry...please just let me go home..." you didn't know what else to do besides plead for Steve to let you go home.

"I know doll, we'll go home after they check on the baby one last time." He smiled at you reassuringly, clearly not understanding what you meant by home. Before you could correct him and explain, a woman came in with a strange machine contraption, she introduced herself as being a doctor and explained that she was going do something weird so that you could somehow see your baby on the machine, you didn't understand what she was saying but Steve kept nodding and seemed to understand everything. The doctor moved exposed your belly, she placed a weird substance on it and used an odd object to push along and spread the substance around your belly. The machine showed weird shapes as she moved the object around, she smiled and stopped when a big weird shape that looked slightly human-like showed on the machine. She turned and touched some things on the machine before the room was filled with the sound of a loud steady beating.

"That is your baby on the screen and their heartbeat sounds very strong." Steve had tears in his eyes as he held your hand and looked at the shape on the machine, you didn't fully understand, but you did understand that you were looking at your baby and you were hearing their heartbeat. The doctor moved the object and pushed into your stomach slightly as if searching for something and faced to you when she did find whatever it was that she was looking for, "Congratulations, you're having a boy Mr and Mrs. Rogers." she continued explaining more and talked with Steve for a bit, but you drowned out their conversation, all you could focus on was the news she'd given you. When you came back to, the doctor had cleaned everything up and was saying her goodbyes as she left.

Steve carefully helped you put on a loose dress and carried you onto a wheelchair that a nurse had brought in after the doctor left, he wheeled you past strange rooms filled with even stranger things. After placing you in a weird yet comfortable car, Steve drove you through a city covered in large screens that displayed odd images with vibrant colors, people wore weird clothes as he drove past them. Steve did not seem phased at any of this, acting as if this was all normal to him, "I know, it can be overwhelming at first doll, but don't worry too much about getting used to it, we won't be surrounded by all this at the house." You wanted to say something, ask all the questions that tornado'ed around in your mind..but you were left speechless and overwhelmed. As Steve continued to drive, you slowly felt the hum of the car moving lull you to sleep.

"Come on doll, I know you must be so exhausted, but you gotta wake up and eat some food." Steve's soft voice woke you up, this time when you looked around, you saw that you were in a room full of sharp looking objects, there was no warmth around. "I know, everything looks very monochrome and modern, but that's just Tony's style, we can get stuff and decorate the house more to your liking after you get better." Steve carefully helped you sit up on the soft bed and hand fed you food he blew on to chill.

You closed your mouth and turned your head, refusing to eat the weird food that he was trying to feed you. "Steve...where are we...I want to go home, I don't know what’s going on and why you're doing this or what I've done, but please just take me home. I don't know what you want, but I'll try to give it to you...please...just let me go home...I wanna see my family..." you cried as you finally managed to voice your pleas to Steve. He let out a frustrated sigh and placed the food on the table beside the bed.

"Y/n, you are home. I'm doing this for us, I know I hurt you with how I left, but I'm doing my best to make it up to you alright? I travelled through time just to bring you to the future so that we could have the life we always dreamed of. As for your family...that is your own fault, if you'd just listened to me then I would've let you see them and say your goodbyes, but instead you decided to put yourself and our baby in danger. Please stop crying and looking at me as if I'm a monster, I'm doing this for us, for our little family." Steve placed his hand on your bump and caressed it lovingly, "When I first came out of the ice and realized that I'd lost nearly 70 years, I felt lost and broken. Then after I managed to learn and adapt, I looked for answers. When I learned that Peggy had lived happily without me, I felt defeated, I'd saved the country and countless lives, but it cost me my own life and happiness. While I grieved the lost of Peggy, I had a dream of you one night. After that dream I remembered how I'd broken your heart and wondered what'd happened to you, so I searched for answers...at first every lead I had led to a dead end, it was as if you'd disappeared off the face of the earth...that was until I found out that your brother William was still alive, I eventually managed to arrange a visit with him and told him we were old friends in school, that we'd bonded because of our loser statuses and he opened up like red sea did for Moses. He told me about how your parents sent you away to live on a farm all alone after your family had found out you were pregnant after getting raped. He told me about how your brother John always drove back and forth between home and the farm house, how overtime John became frustrated and irritated that he was always the one who had to drive back and forth, he told me about how you would never talk about your rape, how John became suspicious that you knew who it was and was trying to protect their identity. William wept as he told me about how John had refused to come see you after you'd refused to talk to him about who had assaulted you. He barely managed to make out the explanation of how John and him found you dead and covered in your own blood, you’d died trying to give birth in a cold bathtub, all alone. How John blamed himself for refusing to drive to check up on you, William also detailed to me about how the guilt ate at John until he couldn't live with himself anymore and he took his own life as well.".

Steve reached out for your left hand and played with the shiny ring he'd placed on your finger without your permission, "When I asked where you and our baby was buried, William just stared off and said that he couldn't remember, that your family had buried you in what used to be the garden of flowers before you parents sold the old farm off to a company. When he couldn't grasp why I was so invested in what happened to you, I revealed to him the truth. That I'd been the one who raped you, I told him everything and I watched as your brother died of anger, frustration, and heartache. I could've called for a nurse or doctor, but I didn't I watched him die a slow, pained, and guilt-filled death. What I did to you wasn't right, but how your family casted you away and left you and our unborn child to die alone in a cold bathtub in the middle of nowhere was worst." You trembled and tried to pry your hand away from Steve's hold but he just clicked his tongue and continued to play with your fingers.

"I lived in regret, you'd spent your life loving me...truly loving me, and I'd thrown that away for someone who couldn't even wait a proper mourning period for me...but you, you died trying to bring a piece of me into this world..." Steve was beyond delusion, you hadn't gone through the pregnancy for him. Steve had built this narrative of his own, he believed that you'd died trying to birth a part of him so you could stay close to him, when in reality, it was simply because this was YOUR child who you loved, not because it was Steve's.

Before you could correct him, Steve went on, "When Tony found a way to go back to the past it hadn't even crossed my mind to use it to come back to you, in fact when I saw Peggy again I'd forgotten all about you, the old feelings of what I felt for her came rushing back...when I went back to return the stone to her timeline, I had planned to stay with her, but I saw that she had already moved on and I was beyond furious until I remembered you and our baby..." Steve released your hand and began to caress where your baby was starting to kick, "I came back and explained everything to the team, they all agreed that I deserved my happy ending too, so I traveled to the past one last time, this time it was to bring you two home, to save you two from your untimely deaths."

You didn't know if Steve somehow delusionally believed that his explanation was supposed to woo you, but you did know that it did just the opposite of that. "But your family was so selfish, they'd refused to tell me where you were, and when I'd confessed that I was the father of your child, they refused even more...so I did what I do best, I beat it out of them. It took your family two long months before William cracked after I threatened his precious Jenny. Despite how annoyed I was with them for keeping us apart for even longer, I was still willing to let you say goodbye and see them one last time before I brought you back to the future with me...but then you just had to pull that dumb stunt with the car..." Steve looked up at you and smiled smugly. "Y/n, this is home now. We'll be happy here, you can never leave me, you don't know anything about the future, and I plan to keep it that way. I'll never let you go now that I've finally got you back."

Steve climbed on top of you as he revealed your future to you. You tried to move away from him but stop when he purposely put pressure on your broken legs, "Don't provoke me y/n..." In a swift move, Steve tore off the blanket that separated you from him. Like a crazed animal he ripped off the loose dress you still wore, "God, I wanted to wait until you healed, but it's been so long since I've been in you doll." Steve squeezed your breasts with no remorse, your breasts leaked and squirted milk everywhere. Steve moaned loudly at the sight, he bent down and began to suck on your right nipple, drinking as if he'd been deserted for days without water. Just when you thought he was going to stop after he released your right nipple from his mouth, Steve began to suck and bite your left nipple as well, coaxing your breasts to continue feeding him its nectar.

Steve's hands roamed you body, rubbing their way all over until one of his hands wandered its way between your thighs and found the very sensitive nub you always tried to avoid touching after accidentally brushing over it once when you were showering. You thrashed you body around, trying to remove his hand from it, "Do you know what this is doll?" Steve gripped your hip and forced you still with his left hand as his right thumb rubbed circles around the nub between your thighs, "This is your clit...god you don't even know all the things I'm gonna do to you, if you thought what we used to do as teens was good, then you're gonna die of bliss from what I'll do to you tonight."

You felt your body grow warmer as an unknown feeling bundled at the pit of your stomach near your bladder. Steve continued to rub your 'clit' and ignored your pleas for him to stop, you began panting harder and harder, trying to catch your breath as the bundle of nerves near your bladder threatened to break loose. Steve bent his head and bit down on your right nipple, throwing you over the edge and breaking the bundle of nerves loose. Your back arched up, thrusting your breasts up towards Steve as your breasts both squirted and leaked milk everywhere and your thighs shook violently as the bundle of nerves near your bladder broke, you sobbed in humiliation as you felt and believed that you had just urinated on the bed. Steve moaned loudly and brought his right hand up to examine it, his hand was covered in a clear substance. You knew that the liquid like goo on his hand had come from your outburst, and to your utter shock, Steve licked and sucked his hand clean. "Fuck, doll, you taste to fucking good." You covered your eyes, refusing to look at Steve after what he just did to you. "Ah, ah, ah...what a bad girl...don't you dare look away from me." Steve grabbed your hands and roughly tied them behind your back with his belt, you hadn't even realized that he'd taken off his pants and shirt while his was drinking your breastmilk.

Steve lifted you like a rag doll and made you sit on his lap, your back on his front and making you face a big screen that was on the wall at the foot of the bed. "Jarvis, replay the footage of y/n cumming." After Steve spoke to no one, the screen suddenly lit up and displayed you sobbing and moaning lewdly as your back arched and spread breast milk everywhere. "See that doll? God you look so fucking gorgeous cumming like such a cock-hungry whore." As As horrified as you felt from watching yourself on the screen, you also couldn't concentrate because of Steve's hand that was once again rubbing your 'clit'. Steve slid two of his fingers inside you, making you throw your head back from the feeling of being stuffed with something after neglecting your needs for so long. "Jarvis, display live footage." the screen switched to you sitting on top of Steve who had his fingers pumping in and out of you and his thumb rubbed your clit. Steve used his free hand to force you to look at the screen. "Look at yourself doll, what a lovely whore you are...keep your eyes on the screen as I make you come again." Steve curled his two fingers inside of you and pressed up against a sensitive patch inside of you and made you watch the screen as you once again screamed out like a whore in heat and arched your back, breasts leaking and squirting milk all over your bulging stomach and broken legs that were both wrapped in casts. You held onto Steve's forearms in hopes of stopping him, but this seemed to just fuel him further. "That doll, was your g-spot." Steve laughed manically as he moved his hand from your jaw down to your throat, he began to squeeze harder, closing up your airway. As you became more light headed Steve licked you tear off your cheeks and removed his fingers from inside you to roughly pinch your clit, your body tried to jerk away but Steve ignored it and aligned his cock it at your pussy hole that was twitching from cumming twice. "Watch as I fuck you, watch as your greedy cunt stretches and swallows up my big cock. Just like it did the night I raped our baby into you."

You watched in horror as Steve tightened his hold on your throat, completely cutting off your airway as he thrust his cock all the way into you all in one go and pulled on your clit with the fingers that was pinching it. Your body spasmed and you saw nothing but stars as you cummed harder than the last two times, the feeling was so intense that the world went black for a bit before your regain consciousness and saw that Steve holding your hips to fuck you up and down his cock, treating you like the nickname he always called you...doll. "Fuck that as so hot, I can't wait to fuck another baby into you doll." Steve grunted and shoved you down onto him so hard that you felt in crush against and nearly past your cervix, even though you had just woke up, you found yourself cumming again. Steve moaned loudly as he came inside you, painting your insides with his cum.

Steve let go of your hips and your fell back against him, unable to move a single muscle or bone in your body. You saw yourself on the screen panting for air like a dog. Steve wrapped his arms around you and carefully caressed your bump, he kissed the top of your head lovingly, "I love you so much y/n, I can't believe we can finally live the rest of our lives together, just like we used to talk about..."

...

Goodbye all 🫡 now for me to go drown myself in some holy water and fall off the face of the Earth again...

#1940s steve rogers #1940s steve rogers x plus size reader #angsty #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x plus size reader #dark steve x reader #dark steve rogers #mean steve #crazy steve rogers #dark avengers #crazy avengers

[justagirlinafandomworld]

I'm excited to share all the new fics I've read for the month of June, from my own exploration to taking part in the Champion Week challenge hosted by the fabulous @cockslutpadalecki and @maladaptivexxdaydreaming. Thank you, both of you for hosting this fantastic event that introduced me to the talents of new writers. And, of course, I want to say a great big THANK YOU to the writers on this list. You are incredible, thank you for sharing your works on this hellsite. ❤️

This list is alphabetical by fandom (mostly), then by character. Summaries and warnings are included as provided by the authors.

Read what you like and share what you love!

2022 reading list | fic rec masterlist

Dividers provided by @firefly-graphics

Marvel

Better Than Ever by @jobean12-blog Bucky Barnes x Reader You and Bucky run into your ex. Warnings: soft fluff, fun, teasing, Bucky being slightly dramatic and possessive but in a cute way, little spice :)

Peace of Mind by @firefly-in-darkness Bucky Barnes x Female Reader After Bucky’s return, losing him again is your worst nightmare. Warnings: angst.

Prized Possession by @navybrat817 Dark Librarian!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader You’re Bucky’s rare treasure, his most prized possession. Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Dubcon/Noncon elements (please do NOT read if that upsets you), drugging, kidnapping, cockwarming, mention of minor character death, dark elements, possessive behavior, displays of Stockholm Syndrome, librarian!Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?)

L.O.V.E by @carrotfantasimp Mob!Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Female Reader Bucky wants to offer you more than love. Warnings: underage drinking (reader is 20), a little low self esteem, self image issues, smutty (foreplay, implied oral and smut), tiny amount of angst, shitty father (not the reader’s), mention of a gun.

Almost There... by @firefly-in-darkness Bucky Barnes x Female Reader A drive to remember... Warnings: smut, masturbation, a lil praise kink if you squint

Fire and the Flood by @starks-hero Loki x Female Reader A powerful enemy uses a spell that turns Loki into a brainwashed puppet and a danger to the team. However, you’re willing to do whatever it takes to save him from himself. Warnings: Angst with compensating fluff, canon typical-violence, injury

Steve/Bucky by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork Steve Rogers x Female Reader x Bucky Barnes You had a rough day, the soldiers take care of you. Warnings: Smut. Vaginal Fingering. Threesome.

Timid Daredevil by @carrotfantasimp skinny!1940's Steve Rogers x Reader You could barely get words out of your mouth when you were around him, but somehow you managed to ask out Steve Rogers. Warnings: fluff fluff fluuuff and a lil awkwardness

Steve and Bunny by @carrotfantasimp nomad!Steve Rogers x GN!Reader When all hope is lost, Steve looks up. Warnings: idk what this is but it's corny af, use of a pet name, talk of grief, maybe a little angsty?

His Queen by @donutloverxo soft dark king!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Married life with Steve was amazing (although with a few bumps in the way) until you discovered a heartbreaking secret. Warnings: explicit sexual content, painful sex, innocent naive insecure reader, dub con/noncon, soft dark Steve, jealous Steve, ooc villain Sharon, like a little breeding kink, some angst.

Moon Struck & Over the Moon by @softlybarnes Steven Grant x Female Reader, Marc Spector x Female Reader Steven asks you out, Marc falls in love. Warnings: mostly fluff, canon-typical violence, threats of violence, angst mostly from Marc because he's just like that

Supernatural

Run To You by @deanwinchesterswitch Dean Winchester x Kasey Belmont (OFC) Disillusioned by the world around her, Kasey has chosen to live a life of solitude. Accused of a crime he didn’t commit, Dean escapes custody. On the run from the law and out to prove his innocence, he stumbles headlong into Kasey’s life. The fateful encounter sets them on a winding path of desire, heartbreak, and perhaps the most incredible love they’ve ever known. However, time and the law are not on their side. Warnings: Angst, fluff, slow-burn, language, panic attack detailed (near end of story). Each chapter will have its own warnings.

"I don't mean to bother you." - "You're not." by @trexrambling Dean Winchester x Reader A comfort fic. Warnings: none.

ANGST by @leatherednlace Dean Winchester x Reader Prompt - Playlist #3/Skinny love - Bon Iver Warnings: ANGST

Stay by @fluffiest-dreams Dean Winchester x Female Reader After a night spent together, Dean tried to run. Warnings: none.

This Feeling by @fluffiest-dreams Jack Kline x Female Reader Jack has a question. Warnings: none.

Sinful Sunday: This Ain't Dating by @kittenofdoomage Boyking!Sam Winchester x Female Reader Prompt: Boyking!Sam, obsessed (crushed when he was human, is now an obsession) Warnings: dub-con, restraint with ropes, kidnapping (sort of), possessive!Sam, dark!Sam, dirty talk

Leave Unsaid Unspoken by @mrswhozeewhatsis Sam Winchester x Jo Harvelle, Dean Winchester x Jo Harvelle They don't talk about it. Warnings: I will put warnings in the tags because they will be spoilers. This is angsty as hell, though.

Outer Banks

The Hills by @cherienymphe Rafe Cameron x Reader Unable to watch JJ look at someone else the way you wish he’d look at you, you start to distance yourself from the Pogues. In an effort to numb the pain, you make a drunken mistake, but nothing is coincidental, and you learn better than anyone that Rafe Cameron always gets what he wants. Warnings: NON-CON, DUB-CON, violence, physical/verbal abuse, public sex, toxic relationship, underage drinking, drug use, non canon ages, one-sided JJ x reader, pogue!reader

Top Gun: Maverick

Under the Radar by @princessmisery666 Lieutenant Jake “Hangman” Seresin, Lieutenant Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, fem!reader (You. Call sign: Huntress), a few needed OC’s. Being a navy pilot you expected to have your world turned upside down from time to time. Taking to the skies was the easy part, the lessons you learn on solid ground are the hardest. Warnings: angst, fluff, soft Jake, jealousy, asshole Jake, break-ups, cheating (reader is the other woman but doesn’t know until after), preludes to smut, heartbreak, Rooster is a bit of an ass in parts, fluffy Rooster. Parts 3 & 4 include spoilers for Top Gun: Maverick.

Other Characters

A Canary to Bring My Message Home by @ghotifishreads 1910s Coal Miner!Curtis Everett x Farmer’s Daughter!Reader Curtis is the shift leader at the coal mine and helps on your family’s farm. A collapse at the mine reveals a new direction for both your intentions. Warnings: Breeding kink. (Seriously. It’s breeding kink all the way down, folks.) Vaginal fingering. P in v sex. Unprotected sex. Minor lactation kink alluded to in passing. Mention of parental death. Mention of mining accident and death, no details. Inaccuracies about coal mining and farming and history.

"I need it." - "Then you can ask nicely." by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader You done pissed him off. Warnings: smut.

Promise Made, Promises Kept by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior Soldier Boy knows she's coming for him one day. Warnings: The Boys level violence, descriptions of torture, brief mentions of drug use and sex, nothing explicit.

Happy Reading!

#just a girl reading fics in june 2022 #fic recs #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki x reader #steven grant x reader #marc grant reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #rafe cameron x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #jack kline x reader #curtis everett x reader #hangman x reader #sam winchester x jo harvelle #dean winchester x jo harvelle

[saintedcooper]

Fic Rec Archive

AGE RESTRICTION: I've been reading fic since I was a kid. I get it. But given the hellish nature of the internet rn, minors do not interact with my posts! Please be safe out there.

Here's the deal:

This is an archive of fanworks that butter my biscuit. Includes: PPCU, MCU + Spider-Man (Andrew's version), RPF of those actors, and Julien Baker RPF (boygenius).

Yes, there is RPF here. If you don't like it, don't read it. Ditto for anything else.

I reliably tag for: pairings, characters, kinks, tropes, and actors. I less reliably tag other things.

The #readqueue tag is things I wanna read. They may or may not end up in the archive, so save anything you see that looks interesting to you.

I write, my work is clearly labeled and tagged #brit writes

This is a fun thing I do cuz I love fic, smut, and curation. But it's not perfect. Sometimes I hornily/sleepily archive and forget a tag. Some things are still in progress. So give it (and me) grace and have fun exploring!

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My Work

Future Possibility - Pedro Pascal RPF

Francis (ongoing) - Frank Castle x Reader 1940s New York AU

By Universe

The world in which it takes place. Ex: MCU, Star Wars, etc. Includes AUs unceremoniously grouped in.

Marvel

Star Wars (currently this is just The Mandalorian. I'm not yet a Star Wars girl, but I am 100% obsessed with hot space babe Din Djarin)

DC (currently this is just Peacemaker and light of my life Adrian Chase)

Vampire AU

Ghost (band)

By Constellation

For when you like an actor and wanna read for any of their characters. Except for Pedrito, most of these are currently just for one character. This includes RPF, which is clearly marked.

Andrew Garfield

Andrew Garfield - RPF

Chris Evans

Chris Evans - RPF

Freddie Stroma

Jon Bernthal

Pedro Pascal

Julien Baker - RPF

Pedro Pascal - RPF

Sebastian Stan

By Pairing

Sorted by character name, not grouped by universe or constellation

Adrian Chase x Reader (Vigilante x Reader also exists, same stuff, tho. Separated cuz comics)

Agent Whiskey x Reader

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Cardinal Copia x Reader (separate from the Papa IV tag below)

Dave York x Reader

Dieter Bravo x Reader (see also: Dieter Bravo x Plus-sized!Reader)

Din Djarin x Reader

Frank Castle x Reader

Frankie Morales x Reader (see also: Frankie Morales x Santi Garcia x Reader)

Javi Gutiérrez x Reader

Javier Peña x Reader

Loki x Reader

Maxwell Lord x Reader

Marcus Moreno x Reader

Marcus Pike x Reader

Oberyn Martell x Reader

Papa Emeritus II x Reader

Papa Emeritus III x Reader

Papa Emeritus IV x Reader

Peter Parker (TASM) x Reader

Pedro Across the Street x Reader

Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Steve Rogers x Reader

By Kink or Trope

Breeding Kink

Daddy Kink x

Dirty Talk

Exhibition / Outdoors

Face Sitting

First Time

Getting Together

Good Girl / Praise

Loud Sex

Period Sex

Phone Sex

Possessiveness

Pregnancy Kink

Somno

Size Kink

Squirting

Vampire

WIP (coming soon)

Plus-sized reader character tag (cleaning up my tags to make all of the plus-sized reader fics searchable)

#my tag reference #fanfic #fic rec #frank castle x reader #Adrian Chase x Reader #Agent Whiskey x Reader #Bucky Barnes x Reader #Dave York x Reader #Dieter Bravo x Reader #Din Djarin x Reader #Frank Castle x Reader #Frankie Morales x Reader #Frankie Morales x Santi Garcia x Reader #Javi Gutiérrez x Reader #Javier Peña x Reader #Maxwell Lord x Reader #Marcus Moreno x Reader #Marcus Pike x Reader #Oberyn Martell x Reader #TASM!Peter Parker x Reader #Pedro Across the Street x Reader #Ransom Drysdale x Reader #Steve Rogers x Reader #marvel fanfic #mcu fanfic #masterlists #fic masterlist #fic masterpost #fic recs #Loki x Reader

[crushedbyhyperbole]

When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love. <3

Hey! Thanks @nekoannie-chan for the sweet self-love ask ❤ I have passed my 5 asks on already and have been giving some thought to the fics I want to reply with...

Promises (Series, WIP) - It's a Bucky Barnes x OFC friends-to-lovers AU that is very close to my heart. It's 18+ smut and pretty angsty. There's more chapters one my AO3 than on Tumblr so I will link them both. Promises on Tumblr. Promises on AO3.

Mothra (One Shot)- A Steve Rogers x Reader. 18+ smut with an hilarious twist that I enjoyed so much when I was writing it... I still go back and read it periodically - Still one of my favs lol. Mothra on Tumblr. Mothra on AO3.

Rockets of Love (Series, WIP) - Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Reader, Gaming AU/Gamer meet. As an avid gamer this one is close to my heart too. It's not yet 18+ smut but it will be. Only chapter one is here on Tumblr, there are 16 chapters on AO3. Rockets of Love on Tumblr. Rockets of Love on AO3.

In His Lap, and the smutty follow-on called Ride of Your Life. Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Reader. Written for the @the-horniest-book-club drunk drabbles way back when. I'm proud of this one because it's my most kudos fic on AO3. On Tumblr there's just the two fics but on AO3 there's more. In His Lap on Tumblr. Ride of Your Life on Tumblr. In His Lap + more on AO3.

His Libertine (One Shot) - 1940s Bucky Barnes x Reader - shaving kink. I'm proud of this one because I feel it's one of my best written pieces. His Libertine on Tumblr. His Libertine on AO3.

Feel free to check out My Master List for other works, or My AO3 which has more. ❤😘😍😎

I have sent 5 asks out but if you see this and want to join the self-love-train please do so, tag me and I'll reblog it ❤

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[keysmashingfantasies]

An Old Fashioned Meet Cute

A/N: hi! this is my first fic here and i hope you like it. comments and constructive criticism is very much appreciated just please be nice and i tried not to describe nor reader nor the Hilda character too much apart from the fact that they are plus size so it can cater to more people (altough the Hilda character is a white woman originally, I left that out because I wanted everyone to be able to read it) :D. and a huge thank you to @divine-mistake for encouraging me to make this blog and post my fics. ily Tay <3, this one's for you.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!plus size Reader

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Bucky didn’t remember much of his life before the war. Not as much as he would like, anyway. But he was content to at least have remembered something. The memories of his teenage shenanigans with Steve always made him laugh. But there was a memory that he didn’t even know it was on his mind until that day when he accompanied Steve to the thrift shop. And until an Avengers party, where he met you.

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“Steve, come on… Shouldn’t you be showing me the wonders of the modern world?”, he mocked. He knew Steve was doing his best, he did. But he knew that this wasn’t just a friends’ afternoon. And Bucky didn’t need a babysitter.

“I will! I just thought it would be nice to see something less overwhelming first and Sam told me a thrift store would be a nice place to start. Most of this stuff is new to us anyway”, Steve said, picking up a CD of a shelf.

“Yeah, ok”, he mumbled. The things he did for Steve. He mindlessly wandered through the little cluttered store, browsing the shelves full of knick knacks. He saw vinyls, old books, a great variety of toys, some paintings and an old fashioned vanity, with an old mirror, a few vintage perfume bottles, and… Oh.

“Steve?”, he said, picking up the old calendar that was propped up against the stained mirror. Carefully, he lifted the calendar up, looking at his friend. He had seen it before, he knew he did. He flipped through it as he waited for Steve to make his way across the store, careful to not bump in any of the tables containing delicate porcelain tea pots. His eyes scanned through the cover, a delicately painted picture of a curvy woman and with the saying “HILDA, 1940’s calendar” in bold red letters above it.

“Oh wow”, Steve let out a belly laugh. “You remember when we stole some of these? Man, we even took these to war”, he said. He started to remember. Him and Steve running, each one with a calendar in hand, flipping through the pages, Steve whining that he would never find a girl like that. He didn’t even think twice before taking it to the counter, with Steve giggling like a school girl behind him.

“For the memories, punk”, he said in a stern voice and a frown, but with pink dusted cheeks.

“Of course”, Steve said in a mocking voice.

-

“So, Tony’s throwing a party next weekend”, Steve said as he entered the training room.

“I prefer the thrift store”, Bucky mumbled, without tearing his eyes from the punching bag.

“Come on, Buck. I think it will be good for you to go”, Steve said. “It will be something small, Tony will introduce the new team assistant, so no eyes will be on you”, that got Bucky’s attention.

“Small?”, he said, pushing his hair from his face.

“Very”, Steve assured, but he had that look that Bucky knew very well from his young years; the look he would get when he was about to pick a fight. He was up to no good. But he didn’t want another trip to a dusty thrift store.

“Yeah, sure”, he mumbled.

-

You were shaking in your boots. Yeah, you knew that you would work for them, which meant that you inevitably would have to attend this kind of things. But this wasn’t like your former office jobs, no. You work for the Avengers now.

“You can do this. You have to. Do it for the paycheck”, you said, trying to reassure yourself as you shakily applied mascara. As you browsed through your wardrobe, you let out a sigh. You remembered shyly asking for advice on what to wear from Natasha, but you took it with a grain of salt. She could wear a potato sack and still look gorgeous, and you were… Well, a potato. You knew this was another test. If you couldn’t handle all eyes on you and the eventual bickering that was about to happen, you were not fit for the job. But damn, you at least expected a few weeks of taking care of documents and serving coffee before a party. In a room. With the, quoting the tabloid you read that very morning “super team that saves the world and looks hot doing it!”. You were a pretty confident person. But this… Anyone would be nervous.

“You can do this”, you told yourself one more time before heading out.

-

When you got to the party, not everyone was there. You politely greeted everyone with a nod, and gave your name to the ones you didn’t have the pleasure to meet yet.

“You, pick your poison”, Tony Stark pointed at you while walking to the bar.

“No, thank you, Mr. Stark, I won’t be drinking tonight”, you managed to say, silently thanking all the gods above (even the one that was sitting not too far from you) that you managed to hold back the quiver in your voice.

“She doesn’t want to be vulnerable around us. Smart, I like her”, said Natasha. Sometimes you wonder if she was a telepath like Wanda.

“Is there anything wrong, Y/N? I sense that you are uneasy”, asked Vision, with those glassy unblinking eyes. You wondered if he was in your mind that very moment.

“Gee, I wonder why”, said Rhodes, before taking a sip of his drink.

“I’m okay, just… A bit nervous, that’s all”, you said.

“Well, then you definitely need a drink”, said Tony, handing you a glass of champagne that no doubt cost the same as your previous paycheck.

Soon enough, the awkwardness made way to pleasant conversation. You laughed as you listened to their banter. It wasn’t like any business party you ever attended. No, it was more like a family gathering than anything.

The sounds of the elevator doors opening caught you attention as three men wide as refrigerators walked in, followed closely by a pretty young woman. Of course you knew them. You read all about them. Especially The Winter Soldier, the little devil on your shoulder taunting you by remembering you of every single time you talked to your friend about your crush on him.

“Sorry we’re late guys, Steve went to pick me up before the party and we had dinner”, said the blonde, linking her arm with Steve Rogers himself.

“Nah, Sharon, don’t cover his ass. We were late because the three of us had to wrestle Barnes into changing out of that old ass Henley”, said Sam.

Instantly, Tony and Natasha cheered and raised their glasses, making you laugh.

“Yeah, yeah, very funny”, said a gruff voice coming from the bar, making you turn your head, seeing Bucky Barnes open a beer bottle with his vibranium hand. 'How did he sneak past everyone?', your thoughts were interrupted as you took him in. You wanted to personally thank Sam, Steve and Sharon for making him wear that tight fitting black shirt.

“Well, Y/N, here’s Capsicle, Mrs. Capsicle, New Captain, and Snowflake. Guys, this is Y/N, the new assistant. Oh, and there’s Spider Boy but he’s on curfew, Strange had to hop out of the dimension and Scott but he’s… He’s somewhere out there being small, I don’t know. Watch were you step, just to be safe”, said Tony

“Hi”, you gave a shy wave, being greeted right back.

-

If it wasn’t for the serum, Bucky is absolutely sure he would have a heart attack on the spot. You were wearing red heels, a form fitting black pencil skirt and a white button up blouse and he could see your curves, your strong arms, your thighs. You looked absolutely amazing. You look like one of the girls that Bucky would’ve rushed to ask for a dance back in the day. But what really made him stare is the fact that your body type looked eerily similar to the character of the calendar he spent an embarrassing amount of time staring.

As your eyes scanned the room as you were bombarded with questions, Bucky made sure to avoid your gaze, looking everywhere but your face: his shoes, the ceiling, the armrest on the couch, Steve’s shit eating grin. Oh. So THAT’S what it was about. Little shit.

Even avoiding your gaze, he made sure to keep his ears open. A man could be interested, right?

.

By the time the party ended, Thor and Bruce were sleeping, Tony was buzzed walking around singing Iron Maiden, Natasha and Sharon were talking, Steve and Sam were giggling like two school girls, Rhodes went home and Vision and Wanda were talking and looking out the window to the New York skyline.

Which left you – and Bucky – alone.

“Uhhh. I guess I’ll start cleaning, then”, you said. Your face was on fire. The only person that you were sure didn’t like you and you were awkwardly standing, not knowing where to look and what to say. It didn’t help that you were attracted to him but damn it, you were not going to lose this opportunity because of a school girl crush. So you decided to keep yourself occupied by taking some empty glasses and bottles from the table and taking them to the kitchen.

“Oh, come on, Y/N! Let the cleaning crew deal with this in the morning!”, said Natasha.

“No, no, I don’t mind. I like to keep myself busy”, you said with a smile. Technically, it wasn’t a lie. You only hoped she couldn’t see how awkward you were.

“I’ll help”, he said, picking up some glasses and following you.

“You can pick up more of these glasses and I can start washing them”, he said. “I- I noticed you got your nails done, so…”, he said, and you shyly looked away while thanking him and making your way out of the kitchen.

.

In no time, the room was getting emptier. Vision and Wanda went home and Thor took Banner back to New Asgard. And you were almost done with the dishes, having also gotten rid of most of the empty food containers. As you both cleaned, you and Bucky got a bit more comfortable with each other.

“I’m sorry for seeming a bit standoffish earlier”, he said suddenly. “I’m not used to parties and I don’t know how new people will react to me. Especially pretty women”, you smiled at the compliment, but felt your heart ache. You were so caught up in your insecurities that you didn’t even consider his side of things.

“You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t know how you feel but by what I’ve seen and heard, you have a family here. You’re out there fighting to save the world. Trying your best. This is redemption enough, don’t you think?”, you said as you put the glasses to dry, missing the awestruck look that Bucky sent you, a goofy smile making its way into his features. “Okay, you wait here and I’ll get what’s left”.

You were back in no time. “Okay, so just more two champagne flutes and one plate left”, you said but before you could give the dishes to Bucky, you slipped, and if it wasn’t for Bucky’s reflexes, you would’ve fallen hard. You yelped as the sound of breaking glass hit your ears and for a second you two just stared at each other, before Bucky pulled you closer and back to a standing position.

“Thanks”, you said as he helped you straighten up.

“Your ankle, does it hurt?”, he said.

“Uh, no, I don’t think so”, you said.

“Ah, I think it does. And I can’t let a dame go home alone on a hurt ankle”, he said, giving you a dashing smile.

“You know what, now that you’ve said it, it hurts really bad”, you said, catching on. “You know what’s amazing for a bad ankle?”, you asked, and the gentle smile in your lips and the mischievous glint in your eyes made his heart piston inside of his chest.

"What?", he said softly, stepping closer, like you were sharing secrets.

“Ice cream and a walk on the park. Very therapeutical”, you said, making Bucky laugh.

.

Before you knew it, Bucky had already scooped you up into his arms and rushedly announced that you had slipped and fell, whisking you away into the elevator.

“Dude, that took all night”, said Sam. “This is the smooth guy you told me about?”, he said, while Steve and Sharon laughed.

While everyone got ready to go home, Scott came out of the kitchen in his Ant-Man suit eating some leftovers.

“Someone owes me 20 bucks for making her trip”.

#bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x plus size reader #bucky barnes x chubby reader

[lillywillow]

Star Spangled Bingo Masterlist

Here is my completed Materlist for my 2021 Star Spangled Bingo Card.

Puppy Love- Square Filled: Vet Clinic AU, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Gender Neutral Reader

Brother VS Boyfriend- Square Filled: Wade Wilson, Pairing: Steve Rogers X Female Reader

The Pup- Square Filled:”Incoming Already Came In”, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Gender Neutral Reader

Paper Faces On Parade- Square Filled: Royal AU, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Female Reader

Sinners ‘N Saints- Square Filled: 1940′s AU, Pairings: Zemo X Female Reader/ Detective!Steve Rogers X Female Reader

Best Laid Plans- Square Filled: Bed Sharing, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Female Reader

From Russia With Love- Square Filled: Military Base, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Russian!Female Reader

Skincare Party- Square Filled: Playful Relationship, Pairings: Sam Wilson X Female Reader (platonic), Bucky Barnes X Female Reader (platonic), Steve Rogers X Female Reader

Papa Bird- Square Filled: Next Generation Fic, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Female Reader

Comforting Home- Square Filled: Singing in the Shower, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Gender Neutral Reader

Healing Hands- Square Filled: Hospital AU, Pairing: Nurse!Steve Roger X Doctor!Female Reader

Tina- Square Filled: Home Alone, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Plus Sized!Female Reader

Cold Heart Of The Wild- Square Filled: White Wolf, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Female Reader

Fatherhood- Square Filled: Pregnancy, Pairing: Steve Rogers X Female Reader

Curses!- Square Filled: “Need A Medic?”, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Gender Neutral Reader

Birthday Wishes- Square Filled: Free Square, Pairings: Single Dad!Bucky Barnes X Female Reader/ Steve Rogers X Peggy Carter

Measured Up- Square Filled: Uniform, Pairing: Steve Rogers X Gender Neutral Reader

The Adventures Of Poppy and Alpine- Square Filled: Rescue Mission, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Gender Neutral Reader

Wedding Bells- Square Filled: Best Man/ Maid of Honor, Pairings: Bucky X Female Reader/ Steve Rogers X Peggy Carter

Swapped- Square Filled: Steve’s Compass, Pairing: Steve Rogers X Gender Neutral Reader

Checkmate- Square Filled: Queens, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Female Reader

Haunted- Square Filled: Ebony Maw, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Gender Neutral Reader

Safari- Square Filled: Black Panther, Pairing: Steve Rogers X Female Reader

Game On- Square Filled: “I’m Turning Into You. It’s Like A Horrible Dream”, Pairing: Sam Wilson X Gender Neutral Reader

Splat- Square Filled: “People Who Shoot At You Usually Wind Up Shooting At Me, Too”, Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Gender Neutral Reader

#ssb2021 #Bingo! #Steve Rogers #Sam Wilson #Bucky Barnes #masterlist

[dolce-peach]

What about cap with fluff ?

promise

pairing: steve rogers x reader

warnings: fluff with a touch of angst

a/n: in the midst of trying to break through my writer’s block spell, i bring you a steve rogers fluff/tiny bit of angst mess :)  also i miss 1940′s steve :(

permanent taglist: @kaitlynmalikisnotonfire​

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When you first saw Steve, you couldn’t help but rush in to protect him.

He was almost like a string bean, hence the nickname you later called him.  He couldn’t handle the sheer size and confidence of the other young teens, even though he tried his best to defend himself.  He’d often get into fights on the streets for sticking up for other students being bullied, and would often get caught in the crossfire.

“Leave him alone!” was all it took to make the crowds disperse.  No one dared to question you, with your baby blue dress and charming demeanor.  Plus, with your brother in the military, you knew a sharp move or two capable of knocking someone out for a week.

You held your hand out to him.

“Thanks,” he said.

“Why do you do that?” you asked.

He furrowed his brow.  “Do what?”

“Stick up for people.  You know you can’t take them,” you said honestly.

He looked down at his untied shoes.  “I don’t like bullies...”

You knelt down and tied his shoes for him before coming up and giving him a smile.  “What’s your name?”

“Steve.”

You nodded, studying his blue eyes.  Then you giggled.

He frowned.  “What’s so funny?”

“Aren’t you going to ask me mine?”

Steve sheepishly smiled, rubbing the back of his neck.  “Sorry, I don’t really talk to other...”

“Girls?”

“People,” he concluded sadly.

You shook your head.  “Never mind that.  Popularity can be fatal.”

“You really think so?”

“I know so,” you said with a wink.  “Anyhow, I’m Y/N.”

It didn’t take long for the two of you to become best friends.  He then introduced you to Bucky, who was just as charming and caring as Steve was.  The three of you spent a lot of time together, especially in the summer.

Then the war began.  Your days were filled with nothing but volunteering and worrying about what the future held for you.  You all grew up in an instant, thinking about reality and completely ignoring the imaginary.  Life was dull and bleak, and they were all you had.

Steve was obsessed with trying to enlist.  You, like Bucky, were against it, only thinking about how long Steve would really last in the cold battlefield.  You wanted to support him, but you weren’t willing to let him get out in the real world just to greet death.

“Why can’t you see that this is something I have to do?” Steve protested.

“There are other ways to serve, Steve!” you said.  “I don’t know why you’re so hell-bent on this!”

“You don’t understand!”

“I do understand!” you shouted.  “My brother died in action!  Bucky’s about to be shipped off, and I can’t bear losing you too!”

The room was quiet after that.  

“It would break my heart,” you said softly, biting your lip to prevent tears.  “I’ve already seen things I wouldn’t dream of imagining, and if that happened to you...if that happened to you...”

Steve shook his head.  “It won’t.”

“How can you know for sure?” you said.  You looked away.  “Steve...I don’t want you to leave because part of me is selfish.”

“Y/N...”

“Just listen,” you insisted.  “We’ve been friends for the longest time, but I couldn’t help but --”  You looked into his pleading blue eyes.  “Fall in love...”

Steve took a step back, a puzzled look fogging his expression.

“With you.”

Feelings bubbled in his irises.  He looked at you with a certain understanding.  He knew the risks and the price he’d have to pay.  If he went overseas, there were sure to be consequences.

You inhaled sharply.  “So when I say it would break me, I mean it.”

Steve looked away guiltily.  

You sank to your knees, hugging them close before bursting to tears.  When you felt Steve’s hand on your shoulder, you quickly turned, hugging him tightly as more tears fell.  

“It’s okay,” he said softly.  “I’m sorry I yelled.”

“I’m sorry too,” you said between sobs.

He pulled back, giving you a sad smile as he wiped your tears with his thumb.  “I’ll come back.  I’ll come back for you.”

“Promise?” you hiccuped.

“Of course,” he said, brushing loose strands of hair from your face.  “I can’t leave my best girl, not when I love her too.”

--

You had no idea how you found yourself overseas, but you did.  Somehow your brother’s connection with his commanders got you through, and now you were a battlefield nurse.

The whole thing was crazy, then again, you’ve experienced crazier.

“Ah, Y/L/N!” your new commander called as you debarked the truck.  “Good to finally meet you.”

“Likewise,” you said with a cordial smile.

He saluted.  “My deepest condolences.  Your brother was a fine soldier.”

“Thank you, Commander.”

He nodded before leading you down the muddy trail to some tents you assumed to be the headquarters of the camp.  You saw injured being bussed off to larger facilities and many groups patrolling.

It was all too real.

When you entered the largest tent, you ran into none other than Howard Stark.  You’d been to his convention a few times with Steve and Bucky, but you couldn’t believe he was actually standing in front of you.

“Oh, you must be Y/N,” he said with a smile.  “Steve’s told me a lot about you.”

You blinked.  Apart from a few letters in the beginning, you hadn’t heard from Steve for a few months.  You assumed the worst, but part of you still had a sliver of hope to grasp.

“Pardon?  You know Steve?  Steve Rogers?”

“Know him?” he chuckled.  “Boy, do I know him.  Gutsy guy.”

You couldn’t help but smile fondly.  

“Did you see him yet?” Howard asked.  “He just got back from rescuing basically the entire 107th --”

“107th?” you asked with your eyes wide.  “Are you sure?”

Howard’s brow was furrowed.  “Yeah.  Why?”

“Where is he?”

“Probably at the edge of camp --”

You turned quickly on your heels, not bothering to respond to Howards or your commander’s calls.  

You ran through the mud as fast as your legs could carry you, stopping at every group of soldiers to search for two familiar faces.  The longer you looked, you began to lose hope.

Oh, God, please...

“Y/N?”

You turned around to see a much taller Steve standing before you.  His face was grimy, but you could still see that shade of blue in his eyes that you loved so much.

“Steve!” you exclaimed as you jumped into his arms, half expecting him to fall over from the weight.

He supported you just fine, hugging you tightly as he set you down, his height still towering over you.

“What the hell are you doing out here?” he asked.

“I thought it was time for me to be here,” you said.  You pulled back and held his face.  “Why’d you stop writing to me?  I thought the absolute worst!”

He chuckled, looking down at himself.  “A lot’s happened.”  He frowned.  “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

You hugged him again.  “I missed you, string-bean.”

“I missed you too.”

You pulled back and laughed as you felt yourself rise to your tip-toes to try to match his height.  “You’re really tall.  More like a beanstalk.”

“I get that a lot,” he laughed.

“I like it,” you said.  “But I’ve always liked you.”

You felt yourself grow hot at your words.  

Steve smiled before bringing you in for a quick kiss, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist.  You felt yourself melting even more, not really caring about the passing soldiers looking on with interest.

“This doesn’t...change anything, right?” he asked quietly, talking about his changed physique.  

You shook your head with a smile.  “I’ll always love you no matter what, Steve Rogers.”

Elation made you tremble as you took him in for yet another hug.  The warmth of his body was the same, pulling you in closely and gently, almost like that of a mother.  You thought you could’ve gotten lost in the feeling, until you heard a throat clear behind you.

“I guess I’ll come back later,” Bucky chuckled.

You laughed before tackling him in a hug.  “I missed you too, Buck.”

“Milady,” he joked as he kissed your cheek.  

You walked back to the tents, listening to Steve and Bucky telling the story about how Captain America came into the base and saved the day.  You couldn’t help but laugh at Bucky emphasizing how far Steve had to jump over the chasm to get out.  “Nearly half a damn mile” was what he said.

It made you incredibly sentimental talking to them like this, you thought you almost died and went to heaven.  It was everything you dreamed of having again, to dream and tell stories, in the midst of a bloody war.

Steve held your hand.  “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you said.  “I just missed this.”

“Me too,” he said.  “I won’t leave you ever.  Not anymore.  I promise.”

You nodded, satisfied.

#steve rogers #imagine #oneshot #fluff #angst #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers oneshot #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #captain america #captain america imagine #captain america x you #avengers #avengers imagine #marvel #marvel imagine #the first avenger #catfa #bucky barnes #winter soldier #1940s steve rogers #chris evans #sebastian stan

[lokikingofasgardslover713]

The Valkyries Men: 9

Masterlist

The Valkyries Men Masterlist

Bucky Barnes X Plus!Size Reader X Steve Rogers

Warnings: Cussing, Whump

Summary: What happens in the after math of the reader waking up in Steve and Bucky’s room?

A/N: Short summary but I don’t want to give much away!

Words: +2,800

It was no mystery to Y/N something was off between Bucky and Steve after she had woken in their room several weeks back. The two had been exceptionally nice to her to say the least but it never occurred there was more to them. Or that was until she found a photo stuffed under her door after returning from training.

Picking it up once she entered, the Valkyrie was surprised to find it was an old photo from the war. It appeared someone had taken it in the corner of an old pub. It seemed she sat in Bucky’s lap, arms around his neck as Steve sat holding her legs while she leaned forward to kiss the blond; the brunet appeared to be kissing over her neck. It was apparent by the way her shirt was wadded there was a hand under it while the hand Steve placed on her thigh held possessively to it.

This caused a mix of emotions to flood her mind. It raced with gods knew what as she tried to grasp what she saw and flipped the photo over to note in neat handwriting “the Valkyrie and her men”. It was Peggy’s, no mistake about it as she studied the photo again and tried to recount it.

There. A blank spot in her mind.

What have you done. Thor’s voice boomed in her head the instant he found her in Norway a few months back. She had no recollection of why she went there.

Had she done something? Was she the reason for the gap in her memory and the reason she could remember nothing with the two soldiers but working with them. No romance. Just business.

Pacing over to the bed, the warrior let the picture fall to the mattress and stepped to the bathroom to get a shower. In no time exiting in lounge pants, and baggy shirt to find someone had placed another one under the door.

OK, this was getting out of hand.

Hurrying to pick the photo up, Y/N realized it was very recent, a very intimate picture of she, Bucky and Steve engaged in what could only be described as fervent sex. There was also another picture behind it depicting the three tangled in bare limbs and asleep. Upon closer inspection it was from a room camera.

This made her headache. What the Hel, and who the Hel was placing these for her to find? Rushing back to grab the other on her bed, she knew Steve was on a mission and Bucky was in a meeting. That left Natasha, Clint, Thor, Sam, or Brunnhilde.

Hurrying out of the room, the warrior made her way to the kitchen with the photos in hand. Stepping up to the counter where Natasha and Thor stood to slam the papers down on the stone.

“Where the Hel did these come from,” she snipped looking between the two. “I can pull footage and find out, but I want to give you two the benefit of a doubt.”

“That would be me,” someone spoke up from the couch. Sam getting to his feet to step over to her. “I’m tired of those two moping around. You need to know.”

“Why don’t I remember it then?”

“Because you went to Norway and spoke with the Norn,” Thor spoke up this time as she turned to him.

“Then I will go make her fix it.”

“She want. I have already threatened her against my better judgment, and she refused. She said it was up to you to fix it if you ever began to recover, so to say.”

Y/N was pissed, upset, wanted to scream but what good would it do?

“Do they know you did this,” she hinted to the photos and glared at Sam.

“No. Just me,” Sam huffed as she stared them all down.

In frustration she turned and hurried down the corridor, she needed to think. Mind clouded as she plowed into Bucky himself and both fell to the floor.

“Jesus doll. I’m sorry,” he began, helping her to her feet and noting what she held in her hand, the old photo on top.

He stared and knew she noted it. Y/N was very forward as she pushed them into his hands.

“When were you going to say something,” she snipped as he looked over the other two then to her, a sly smile playing at his lips as he wiped it away and met her gaze.

“Eventually. I was planning on trying to rekindle, so to say. Not like this,” he admitted noting her distress at the photos.

“I-. I need time to process,” Y/N snipped, hurrying to her room to slam the door and not stopping until she reached her bed. With a sigh she turned to the tv before calling out to the AI.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y?”

“Yes Y/N?”

“Show me footage of Wakanda. More importantly the footage of Steve, Bucky, and I.”

The tv slowly flooding with footage of them meeting in Wakanda. An overly excited Y/N jumping into the metal armed soldiers arms the instant she stepped off the jet, her legs wrapping around his torso. In a few seconds Steve joined the hug as if feeding off of her excitement.

“They are more in the archives as well. Would you like me to show them to you,” the AI chimed in as it was all Y/N could do to comprehend what she was witnessing in the videos.

“How far?”

“To the 1940’s.”

“Show me.”

Watching the images as they appeared on the screen made her stomach ache as it sank in just how much she must have meant to them. Asking the AI to show her what had led up to her leaving. It made her heartache at how mean she had been to Steve. It ached in her to make it right, and now she knew why she felt as if she was missing parts of herself. She understood the odd longing she sensed in the men when they smiled at her.

A loud argument bringing her out of her self-pity to note it sounded as if Bucky had lit into Sam about the pictures. Thinking it was best to break it up before someone received a broken appendage. Opening the door to spot the two in front of the one that led into Bucky and Steve’s shared room.

With quick strides she was at Bucky’s side and had taken his wrist gingerly to get his attention.

“Can we talk? Please,” she asked quietly as he turned as if ready to fight but his demeanor changed when he realized who had him.

“Um, yeah, sure thing,” he calmed instantly and hinted to enter his room, shooting Sam a deadly glare as he followed her in and slammed the door.

She turned to look at the disgruntled soldier and a small tickle at the back of her skull made her think of a memory that flitted away before she was able to see it.

“Why don’t you have a seat,” Bucky smiled and hinted to the couch. With a nod she stepped over to it and take a seat to wait for him patiently.

“Look,” he began as he sat across the couch from her, noting how she was studying over him. “I’m sorry if Sam has upset you. None of us have any right to force you into a relationship.”

“Who says that I don’t want to be in a relationship?”

That was unexpected as Bucky lost his train of thought and stared at her.

“I seen the footage; I have an idea of what I done. I’m sorry,” she huffed out as she inched closer to him. “I am the one with no right to ask you to make this right. If I have hurt you then I will leave and not bother you again.”

“Stay,” Bucky blurted out as he moved to take her hand but stopped, he was unsure if she wanted the attention. It was best he let her make the first move.

“Then,” she breathed out, meeting his gaze and another flit of familiarity hit and made her gut twist. “How about I try to make it right?”

“That would be great. If that is what you want to do, then it is fine with me,” Bucky smiled as he tried to keep his own excitement in check so not to freak her out.

“What about Steve?”

“I think he would be OK with it as well. He just got back. How about I call him up here and we can speak with him. If that is what you would like to do,” Bucky smiled, curious if she was OK with Steve in the picture as well.

“Yes, I would like to try and yes, call Steve. I’m sure he will be happy with the news,” she smiled as Bucky pulled his phone out of his pocket and immediately dialed.

“Hey punk, bust ass up to the room I have some good news,” he spoke before hanging up and looking at Y/N who watched him close. He seen a curiosity sparkle behind her eyes as she scooted closer, her knee brushing his.

Carefully she laid her smaller hand in his, the flesh digits wrapping around hers gingerly as she stood only to take a seat in his lap. Bucky reached up to place his metal hand to her cheek and stroked over the soft flesh.

“Hey doll,” he spoke as if seeing her for the first time in decades. Slowly she laid her forehead to his as her hand tightened around his.

“Hey Buck,” she murmured back as the door was opened in a rush and both looked up to watch Steve freeze as he shut it.

“Y/N? What-,” he began as he cautiously stepped forward, worried that a sudden move would make her bolt out of the room. Making his way to the couch, sitting as close as he dared and watched Y/N turn to face him, sliding to the couch between the two men.

“Can we try again,” she began looking over Steve as he studied her close, trying to figure out what had brought on the change. She could see the conflict in his eyes, seen his hand move to take the one she placed on her thigh and with a huff he got to his feet and rushed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

“I-. This was stupid,” she breathed out, looking apologetically to Bucky who moved quick for a mortal and wrapped his hand around her bicep to keep her from leaving the same way.

“Give him time. He blames himself,” Bucky began as he noted her confusion. It couldn’t be easy for her to be trying to fix this after finding out what she had done, and now trying to make it right. Only to be met with rejection from one and acceptance from the other.

There were no words for her to say. It was all already confusing enough and if Bucky didn’t say anything to stop her she was going to her room and sulk herself.

“I will just go back to my room,” she began, trying to pull from his grasp gingerly but he held tight. Meeting her gaze, it was evident he didn’t want her to leave.

“Stay, please stay,” he pleaded quietly, Y/N tilting her head and giving a small smile. She had come here to ask forgiveness, to fix herself as well as them so she had to be willing to give herself. With a slow nod she agreed with him and didn’t expect him to jerk her into his arms and hold tight.

“Go get some pants, boots and coat on, we are going for a ride,” he spoke happily as he pushed back and brushed her hair out of her face to note she looked as if she was getting with it, so to say.

“Ok,” she admitted as he placed a chaste kiss on her lips before he released her, the warrior hurrying to her room and do as asked.

Y/N hurried out to find Bucky waiting on her, the soldier wearing a smile as he grabbed her hand and rushed to the lift with her in tow. She was unable to stop the chuckle that escaped as they boarded the lift and he pinned her to the back of the cab as the door closed. As if it was instinct, Y/N’s arms looped around his neck as his lips met hers.

Cold metal snaking around her neck to pull her into the kiss and relieved she melted into it. His freehand lazily tracing down her side to her hip to squeeze it in a way he knew made her move perfect against him. Her hips bucking when he did and not hesitating to allow a wonton moan escape as he pulled away from her with a dark smile.

“Appears you know my body better than me,” she laughed as Bucky pulled back to allow her space but kept close as the doors opened. The two turning to realize Steve must have had a similar thought as he was just then taking a seat on his bike and locked onto the two as they exited.

“Going for a ride,” Bucky spoke, it almost sounded as if he was challenging Steve.

“Yeah,” the blond spoke as he watched them close, following Y/N closer than what he should have but didn’t realize it until Bucky cleared his throat.

“Why don’t you follow us? I plan on taking her to the pizza joint and to the beach,” Bucky spoke, obvious he was poking at Steve curious if he would snap or take the bait and go with them.

The blond watching  her as she took a seat on Bucky’s bike to wait for him. She looked as if she was trying to not get into the conversation, Steve had a feeling he really cut her deep when he left. Good, she deserves to know how he feels. Though he didn’t feel that way in his heart as he noted her glance to him then look to busy herself with the leather seat.

“Go on. I need some time to myself,” he snipped as he started the bike and sped out of the garage.

Bucky looked over to Y/N who sat on the back of his bike, patiently waiting for him to join her. He gave her a small smile as he headed over, taking a helmet from the bench behind the bike and handed it to her as he took another.

“I know you don’t need it, but it makes me feel better,” he began as she placed it over her head, and he took his seat in front of her. Quickly she wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled in tight.

“Ready doll,” his voice echoed through the helmet.

“Ready,” she replied, he could hear the smile in her voice as he started the bike and headed out of the garage.

The ride was enjoyable to say the least. Never realizing one thing she had been missing was pulled tight to the soldier before her. Loving the feeling in her stomach as he took turns to fast and made her pull tighter. Letting out an embarrassing giggle as he pulled into the parking lot of the pizza joint, not realizing it was next to the ocean.

The warrior looking over to note Steve’s bike next to them as Bucky sat up with her and both removed their helmets. The brunet looking up to the deck of the place to note Steve looking at them.

“Got us a seat,” he spoke up as the two eyed him close and Bucky smiled. Though it appeared Y/N wasn't sure what to make of the situation at the moment.

“Thought you weren’t going to join us,” Bucky snapped as he offered his hand to Y/N who took it but still studied Steve.

“I had a change of heart,” he smiled, more specifically at the warrior who was eyeing him wearily. The brunet leading Y/N up the steps that led to the deck, Steve getting to his feet to pull out a chair for her.

“Thank you,” she spoke as she took the seat and Bucky sat on her opposite side.

“Still want to try again,” Steve asked quietly, meeting her gaze. He held his hand out to her as Bucky scooted close and laid his hand on her thigh.

“Yeah,” she admitted with a smile, taking his hand and unprepared for the other that wrapped around the nape of her neck and jerked her lips to his.

It was needy and breathtaking to say the least as the hand on her thigh squeezed in a familiar way. Steve finally releasing her as the waitress stepped up to take their drink order, Bucky having to order for Y/N who was still awe struck by Steve’s move.

“Easy on our girl Steve,” Bucky spoke darkly by her ear sending a tingle up her spine as she turned to look at the brunet. “Ready to be our girl again?”

“Maybe so. But let’s take it a little slow,” she smiled as she looked back to Steve, then Bucky.

“Anything for you sweetheart,” Steve spoke before placing a kiss under her ear.

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[akanennie]

Gli Amanti

Word: 2.193

Relationship: Bucky Barnes x plus size!reader

Warning: insecurity and fluffy.

Summary: You are a genetically modified agent and you were part of the Avengers. But even with that, you still felt inferior just because you were big and chubby. Besides, you were in love with Captain America, but as he dated Sharon, your chances were minimal. But everything changes after you spend more time with Bucky who has done everything to help you overcome your unrequited love, ultimately arousing another passion.

A/N: based on real, personal facts. The gif isn’t mine.

Y/N was writing the report of the last mission that was left for her after a draw among the team. She hated these draws, cause she always lost, but Steve often intercepted her and did the report instead.

It was because of that gentle manner and gentleman of the Captain that made her fall in love with him. Rogers was attentive to everyone, Y/N knew and was not deluded by it, however much she wanted to have something with him, Y/N was aware that he would never be interested in someone like her, just look at the relationships he: Agent Peggy Carter, nothing more than one of SHIELD's founders; had an affair with agent Romanoff, and to Y/N's dislike, Rogers' current girlfriend was Sharon, Agent 13, better known as Peggy's niece.

Steve might have had a certain fixation on the Carter women. The fact was that they were all beautiful, thin and low, unlike Y/N who, besides being tall, was overweight and a little strange.

That day Y/N decided to make the report herself. Rogers tried to be nice again after Y/N lost in the draw, but she didn’t accept it, he was too tired.

She settled into a table in the common room of the Avengers compound and began to write everything that happened on the mission. She was almost finished when she appeared the least she wanted to see: Sharon Carter.

“Hi Y/N.” She said approaching Y/N, tossing her blond hair back and Y/N took a deep breath to contain herself.

“Hello Carter... are you well on your mission?” Y/N asked, but she wasn't in the mood to talk, just asked for education.

"Yes, nothing too complicated ... otherwise they would send an Avenger." She smiled softly, but Y/N managed not to roll her eyes, for Y/N knew Sharon liked her as much as she liked Sharon, that is, nothing. "But that's not why I came here ..."

"So what was it for?" Y/N set the tablet on the table and gave Sharon her attention. As much as they didn't like it, I was on the lookout for some new mission.

"I wanted to say I admire you," Sharon stated, and Y/N can't help but sound unbelieving. "Really! As much as we don't get along very well, I admire you. You're so kind, loving, and caring to everyone, and as hard as I try to be like that to everyone, not everyone sees me as an incredible person like you."

Y/N was surprised by that statement from Sharon, and for a moment she even regretted being so bitter with Sharon. But it didn't last long.

“Thanks. I think...”

"So I hope there's no hard feelings ..." Sharon put a hand on Y/N's shoulder and she felt sick.

“Hard feelings? About what?” Y/N asked a little confused.

"I know you like Steve," Sharon stated and Y/N blushed, she didn't think it was going to be discovered. In fact Y/N wanted to go unnoticed to overcome her feelings for Steve with a new feeling for someone else. "I know it hurts a little bit every day that you see us together or when you go on a mission, but you always come back to be Steve's friend and friend, that's admirable..."

“Or worthy of pity.” Y/N thought before sighing and giving the fauxcest smile she could.

"Um... Thank you, Carter.” Y/N got up and picked up her tablet. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish a report to send to Fury."

Y/N showed the tablet and before Sharon could say anything, Y/N stepped out onto the porch that received the faint light of sunset. A romantic setting to make Y/N even more depressed.

She even tried to finish writing the report sitting on one of the porch chairs, but soon the tears came and the depressing feeling in her heart only made her feel more pathetic for loving someone and not being reciprocated. It was even humiliating for Y/N to be in the compound and have to always cross with Steve and Sharon together.

There was no chemistry in them together.

But everyone was happy about this, no one intrudes on the love life of Captain America, except Stark, Romanoff, Barnes and Wilson.

Frustration was Y/N's middle name and even tearfully she reviewed her report, before finally sending it to the director. She stood there, still and alone, lost in thought until she felt a large, icy hand on her shoulder.

At first Y/N was frightened, but seeing that it was Barnes touching her shoulder with the metal hand, she relaxed and risked giving a weak smile.

"What are you doing here, doll? It's getting cold, it's going to be sick.” Bucky said, but noticing the red eyes are the tears of tears on his face, he soon became more serious than normal. "Who was it this time? Don't tell me Stark is talking rubbish again?”

Y/N laughed weakly, wiping away her tears.

"After he had almost turned a can on the fire in our last argument, he didn’t tease me anymore.” Y/N pleaded, but Bucky was still restless.

"Then why are you crying and crying, doll? As far as I know, the mission was a success and no one was hurt.” Barnes inquired.

Y/N was seeing herself trapped, he was looking at her intensely with those intense eyes and at last Y/N ended up saying everything. All her frustrations at being in love with someone who didn't correspond, Sharon's outrage, and how dissatisfied with herself.

Now she was crying again, holding the human hand of Barnes who every now and then stroked her hand in search of comfort. Bucky didn’t say anything at first, just watched her cry and slowly calm down.

"Sorry, Barnes... I shouldn't throw you all my frustrations like that.” Y/N said, wiping away the fresh tears with her free hand.

"I'm really glad you did it... I wish I could help with something, but I don't think you wanted Steve to know.” Bucky commented and Y/N shook her head.

“No way, he can't even dream about it!”

“And what do you want to do?”

"Act as if nothing had happened and try to occupy my head just with work or anything else that doesn't involve Steve Rogers..." Y/N said in her less embarrassed and more determined voice what made Bucky smile.

"So I guess I can help you with that." Bucky flashed a beautiful smile and Y/N could not make it. "You'll get over it, doll. Even if it's the last thing I do.”

And in fact Barnes was keen to help Y/N overcome this unrequited love. Although he was Rogers' childhood friend, he started spending more time with Y/N than with Steve and Sam.

He knew that Sharon was doing everything to show that she was with the Captain when they were in the compound, he even knew that it sometimes bothered Steve himself, but the blond was killed by Sharon. There was nothing Bucky could do, let alone Y/N.

Then, on days off, he carried Y/N for several walks, one more different than the other. Picnics in almost every New York park, plus going to the zoo and visiting every inch of Brooklyn to see what had survived the weather and what had changed. All this between long and short missions, which took almost a year to see every tourist spot or old New York.

The last place they visited was very much like what it was in the 1940s was a diner right on the border between Brooklyn and Queens. Gli Amanti was a retro Italian diner even though it had some renovations and that made Bucky smile like he had never smiled before, and Y/N can't let that go without taking pictures.

“Hey!” Bucky snatched the phone from Y/N's hand, but she had blocked the screen and he didn't know the password. “You're going to delete this photo!”

“On my phone you don't rule.” Y/N said defiantly taking her phone back.

"Then guard, because now you're going to enter 1943..." Bucky opened the door like a knight, giving Y/N room to enter. “... And back then there was no phone...”

"How gallant, Mr. Barnes.” Y/N sneered as she entered, laughing with him.

It really was as if you were entering a time tunnel. All the decor seems to have come from the 1940s, not to mention the waitress and waitress uniform that was vintage and pleasing to Y/N's eyes.

They soon settled into a table in front of the huge window of the diner and after making their requests to the waitress, Y/N and Bucky were alone again.

"You used to take the girls to lunch?" Y/N asked with a mocking smile, receiving a gallant smile from the brunette.

"Yes, I did, or at events..." Bucky admitted, and Y/N felt a little uneasy at the news. "But I didn't bring any in this one, though I intend to do it someday."

"And why didn't you bring it? Was it because of the war?” Y/N asked curiously and he gave her a different smile that Y/N couldn't identify at that moment.

"Well, it was kind of like, but... In fact, I didn’t bring anyone here because that's where all the boys came to declare their feelings to the girls they love and to ask them to date.” Bucky said and Y/N blushed, losing her smirk and winning the shock, making Bucky laugh. "Of course nowadays couples prefer Paris or Barcelona, ​​but I'm not a man of the 21st century.”

"Bucky ..." Y/N still stared at Bucky in amazement.

He stretched his hands to Y/N's and held them, feeling a slight tremble in her small and fluffy hands, caressing them gently, especially with the metal hand.

“Y/N, I... I must confess that seeing you crying that day was the first time I had the desire to punch my best friend's face of my own free will.” Bucky said and Y/N sighed, accepting the caresses in his hands. "Doll, you were the only one who took pleasure in accompanying me on my tour of modern New York. You was amused to see me speak like an old melancholy man and not bored. And believe me, having someone like that, who knew who I am and what I did, and still have affection, means a lot.”

Y/N smiled with a blushing face, she felt the warmth of the atmosphere, not to mention the butterflies in her stomach. The waitress was on her way to the table with their requests, but when she realized what was happening, she retreated, smiling.

Bucky pushed his metal hand away and from inside his jacket he took out a black velvet box and walked in to Y/N who was even more surprised at the direction the ride was taking. Upon opening the box was a pair of vibranium rings.

“I know you still have Steve in your heart, but would you accept another super soldier from the 40's to make you happy?” Bucky proposed, leaving Y/N completely out of breath.

When she recovered the air, she smiled at Bucky.

“The Captain is in my heart yes, but ... I think I confused friendship with passion.” Bucky stared at her intently, anxious and nervous for what she could say. "Now the passion, I awakened in me by spending almost a whole year in the company of a certain brunette from the 1940s who dragged me all over New York.”

By this point Bucky was already opening the biggest and brightest of his smiles, charmed even more by Y/N. Her heart was pounding and the romantic mood of the diner was having an effect.

Satisfied with what he heard, Bucky took out the smaller ring and placed it on Y/N's right attach, which she also did with him. Happier than ever, Bucky didn’t resist and pulled Y/N by the back of her neck and kissed her. A calm and passionate kiss that would last forever if it depended on them.

"That makes you my girlfriend then..." Bucky said afterward as he sat in the chair next to Y/N, wrapping her metal arm around her shoulders, pulling her to friendly close to him, going that attitude she adored.

"Certainly, Mr. Barnes.” Y/N said with passion in her eyes.

The waitress with a smile on her face finally delivered the orders. And right after they tasted the meal, she appeared with two chocolate cupcakes, the two with a chocolate heart as a garnish.

“We didn't ask for this.” Bucky said suspiciously to the waitress.

"It's the house, sir." She answered honestly. "You brought back the romantic spirit of Gli Amanti.”

After that walk, the diner was once again the favorite spot for passionate couples, especially Bucky and Y/N who made Gli Amanti their favorite place.

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[pandalandalopalis]

The Things We’ve Done - Bucky Barnes x Telepathic Reader [Chapter Eleven]

Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Story Synopsis: All you wanted was simplicity. You had moved to Washington, DC for a better start - to get away from what you were, to get away from what you were expected to be. You never thought you’d meet the Captain America in a bar just three days after moving. You never thought there would be a dangerous person in your apartment just hours after meeting him.

Beginning with the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Hydra sends its most deadly weapon after a powerful telepath untested in the range of her abilities. Intrigued by the broken pieces of his mind, the two of you make an agreement: he helps you hide from Hydra, and you repair and salvage what’s left of his memories.

A/N: You’ll meet a lot of people in this story, Steve Rogers, Matt Murdock, maybe even Frank Castle — but this story is primarily a Bucky x Reader story, despite some diversions later on. I have most of this story already planned out (although there are some middle bits I haven’t figured out yet), so let’s see how this goes!

Chapter Synopsis: You find one of Bucky’s memories from the 1940s.

Warnings: Violence

Read it on AO3

Part 2 - Chapter Eleven: The Basement

As soon as you were flying at the optimal level, Bucky put the plane on autopilot in order to stitch up his arm and yours.

It amazed you the way Bucky processed pain, threading the needle in and out of his skin with barely a wince. The jet had a first aid kit, so you didn’t need to improvise when it came to a needle and stitching, but you didn’t doubt that Bucky could use a random sharp object and the thread of his own shirt if he had to.

You had your own fair share of painful experiences and many, many stitches that came with those that experience, but that didn’t mean that you processed pain any better than the average person.

The wound wasn’t very big, so it didn’t need a lot of stitches, but it still hurt almost as much as it did when Bucky cut into you, maybe more. It was hard to focus on a pain-scale when you were in pain and couldn’t focus on much of anything.

Like before, you squeezed your eyes shut as Bucky held your arm in place with his metal hand, and used his flesh hand to thread the needle and stitching in and out of your skin. It was awful, but over quickly, and you wiped away your tears as he cut the hanging thread of the stitch.

“Thank you,” you whispered when he was done and got up. He gave you a nod, then returned back to the cockpit.

The flight was only a few hours. You used that time to sleep, and thankfully no nightmares came to haunt you.

Like in Spain, Bucky landed the jet in a remote area to avoid any attention. The walk to the closest town was about the same as before, and since you had to leave the food that you had accumulated back in Spain behind, it meant getting some more for the long car ride Bucky told you was ahead.

A few nicked wallets later and you had a bag of snacks to last a few hours. Luckily, the car that Bucky hotwired for the ride had a GPS system, which would make things easier as you made your way to Bucharest.

The car ride took about five hours, and by the time you reached the city it was still light out but the sun was hanging low in the sky. The two of you abandoned the car near the edge of the city, and you followed Bucky as he led you to the safehouse.

The safehouse, as it turned out, was a small apartment on the top floor of an apartment building not on the city edges but not in the city centre either. It had a kitchen with a fridge and stove and oven and sink; there were non-perishable food items in the cabinets, plus pots and pans and such; there was even a dining table with a couple of chairs.

There was only one bed (twin sized), which was a generous term because it was essentially just a mattress with a blanket and pillow.

“I can sleep on the floor,” Bucky said, just as you opened your mouth to say the same thing.

“You don’t have to do that, I can—”

“Mattress’s too soft. Floor’s fine,” he insisted, and that was the end of that. He turned and found a closet with some extra blankets and pillows, pulled a couple out, then set them up on the floor next to the mattress.

There were only two other doors in the apartment besides the entrance, closet, and exit to the balcony. One door went to the bathroom, which was small but had all the essentials: a toilet, sink, and a bath/shower combo. The other door, the two of you discovered, was a tiny room only a little bit bigger than the closet: there was a rack of guns and knives inside (not very many, but enough), and a table with stacks of files. The Hydra symbol was stamped on top of each of them, along with a stamped “CONFIDENTIAL” in red.

You looked at Bucky as he stared at the contents of the table, watched him blink several times and swallow once.

“We need groceries,” you murmured to him as you spied the bag of Romanian money. You took some out and put it in the backpack that was also from the small room. “I’ll go out; you stay here and look over these files.”

Bucky looked over at you and took a breath as if he was going to protest, then glanced back at the files, and nodded. “Okay.”

There was a grocery store not far from the apartment. Shopping didn’t take you very long, and you were going to go pay when you noticed something on the rack near the cashier’s till. It was a journal, medium sized, with a brown cover. You considered it for a moment, then picked it up.

Bucky was sitting at the dining table when you got back, having gone through a decent amount of files. He looked up at you as you entered and set down the bags of groceries.

“Find anything yet?” you asked him as you began putting things away.

“No,” he replied. He went back to reading as you continued with the groceries. Once you had unloaded everything, you tentatively picked up the last item and held it in your hands.

You looked at it for a moment before putting it down on the table in front of Bucky. “Here,” you said.

He looked at the journal, then back up at you. “What’s this?”

You shrugged. “I thought. . .maybe when you start getting your memories back, you could write them down. Try to make sense of everything.”

He picked it up, considering it for a moment. His blue eyes returned to yours. “Thanks.” Despite the one-worded response, you could tell he was genuinely grateful for it. He flipped through the pages in a quick succession, then closed it and put it down.

“So,” you began, “Should we continue where we left off?”

Over the next two months, you and Bucky worked out a well-oiled system of daily living. Bucky always got up at 5am to work out (he somehow did it quietly enough not to wake you) and to go for a run, getting back by the time you got up at 8am. You would eat breakfast and have coffee and then start a telepathy session at 9. At 12 o’clock you’d take a break to eat lunch, then read a book for a couple of hours while Bucky wrote in his journal or went over the files left behind by Hydra. At 2pm you’d continue with another telepathy session, then stop for the day at 6, when you’d have dinner.

You hadn’t left the apartment much in the two months you had been there, besides going to the grocery shop or to the bookstore. Sometimes, on weekends, you went out to the park to sit in the sun and enjoy the peace. But other than that, you hadn’t done much more than work on Bucky’s memories and finish several books and honestly, it was starting to drive you a little crazy.

Things between you and Bucky were. . .fine. He wasn’t one to talk much, and despite technically spending almost every waking hour with him, the two of you hadn’t gotten any closer. And this mostly stemmed from the fact that you hadn’t gotten anywhere with his memories.

You had spent the past two months rebuilding floors for his mind, literally (or figuratively depending on your point of view when it came to the metaphor of the mind) building it brick by brick to make floors and walls and stairs so that his mind could fill them with old memories. But not a single memory had surfaced since you started; and the longer this went on, the more frustrated you could tell Bucky was beginning to become.

You were an hour into your second session of the day when he finally snapped. His mind building bled away and you were forced back into reality as Bucky pulled himself out of the telepathic field.

“We’re not getting anywhere with this,” he said, turning around to face you and rubbing his flesh hand over his face.

“I told you this would take time,” you said in a gentle tone, although you were just as frustrated as he was. Being cooped up in the apartment for this long was not doing any good for your mental health, and neither was the sleep deprivation that occurred every once and a while due to nightmares.

“It’s been two months. Nothing. Not a single memory. How much longer before I start remembering?”

You rubbed your eyes. “I don’t know.”

“Another month? Six? A year?”

“I am practically rebuilding your memory by scratch, James!” you blurted out at him. “I told you when we made this deal back in the Smithsonian that this would not be easy and it would not be quick. I am rebuilding sections of your mind. It takes. Time.” You hadn’t slept the night before. Your head was pounding.

Bucky’s jaw clenched. “I just want my memories back.”

You sighed. He was worried; he was worried you couldn’t get his memories back. “I know,” you said. “And I promise I’ll get them back for you, but I need you to be patient, at least for a little while longer. Please.”

He took a deep breath, then nodded.

“Now do you want to stop for the day or do you want to keep going?”

He paused. “. . . .Let’s keep going.”

You had just finished the next floor of his mind and had opened the door to start the next staircase down, when you found that there was a staircase already there. It was old and wooden, and you could hear the sound of music and laughter floating up from the bottom.

“James, look.”

Bucky blinked as he looked down the stairs, his mouth parting slightly. A huge smile spread over your face as you looked at him, and you gestured down.

“It’s your mind, you go first.”

He paused for a second, then began the descent down the stairs. You followed behind him, and the music and laughter grew louder with every step.

Bucky was looking around when you met him at the bottom, and you were amazed by what you had found. It was a bar, or a club, you weren’t sure, but you knew it wasn't modern. It was distinctly from the 1940s.

It was everything: the music, the clothes the people wore, the atmosphere. You felt like you had just stepped into a movie.

A memory. You had finally found a memory. And it was a 1940s memory. You could barely believe your luck. Honestly, for the first resurfaced memory you thought it would be more. . .Winter Soldier. But this was, wow, it was more than you could ever hope for.

And then you saw him.

His hair was neatly cut, short and perfect. There was a grin on his face and he was laughing, next to some men you didn’t recognize. He was wearing a uniform and tie and holding a drink in his hand. And, God, for the first time you looked at him for how he was — a handsome young man who could steal your heart with a single glance.

“It’s you,” you said to Bucky, the Bucky standing next to you, who followed your gaze to his past self. His eyebrows raised and his mouth parted, and the two of you just watched for a moment.

A sudden realization washed over you. “You’re smiling,” you said in a tone laced with awe, “I. . .I’ve never seen you smile before.”

He looked over at you at that.

“You look so happy,” you added as you watched his past self, and you couldn’t stop the smile that kept returning to your lips. You glanced back at your companion, and even the current Bucky had the ghost of a smile on his face as he watched the memory.

“Hey, Stevie! Get over here!” the past Bucky called to the other side of the room. A blond man came over with an arm-full of drinks to pass out to their compatriots. Your mouth dropped open as you looked at him.

“That’s him,” the Bucky beside you said, “That’s Steve Rogers.”

“He looks so. . .young,” you murmured. His whole demeanour was different; he looked lighter, brighter, not so weighed down by the world. It made you feel. . .sad.

The next man to join Bucky and Steve and their companions had a familiar look to you. He had dark hair, darker than Bucky’s, more black than brown, and a moustache; he had an air of confidence and swagger, and eyed a couple of woman as they walked past.

“You’re late,” Steve said to the man, handing him a drink.

The past Bucky put his finished glass on the table. “Didn’t think you were gonna show, Stark.”

Your mouth gaped open. “Stark. That’s Tony Stark’s father.” Your mind was drawing a blank. “What was his name again?”

“Howard Stark,” Bucky answered, and there was a tinge of surprise to his voice, like he didn’t expect to remember.

And as soon as the name was out of his mouth,

something

horrible

happened.

The

floor

was

pulled

out

from

under

you,

and

you

fell,

down,

           down,

                      down,

into

a

black

abyss

of

nothingness.

You

couldn’t

even

scream,

the

feeling

of

falling

taking

over

your

entire

body

and

soul;

you

knew

even

if

you

tried

to

shout,

your

voice

would

be

swallowed

up.

You

desperately

tried

to

reach

out

to

Bucky,

but

you

couldn’t

see

anything

through

the

dark

void.

Stars.

There were stars.

You landed on pavement, the force of the fall knocking the wind out of you. Had you not been in the telepathic plane, you would have broken a lot of bones from a fall like that, maybe even gotten yourself killed.

This didn’t help the fear that was beginning to seep into your unbroken bones as you sat up on the road, staring up at the night sky. The fall, however telepathic, left you disoriented, and your mind was convincing you that you felt pain from the landing. You searched your surroundings, almost blindly reaching out.

“James?”

Bucky came up from behind you and helped you to your feet. “What happened?” he asked you, his voice with an edge, like he was trying to mask panic.

Your breathing was becoming heavier. “Your mind. . .made an association.”

His eyes narrowed at you. “What do you mean my mind made an association? To what? Where are we?”

You looked back up at the sky, at the stars. “We fell for a long time,” you whispered.

Bucky’s mouth opened but he was interrupted by the sound of a car coming down the road from up ahead. A motorcycle followed behind.

You could only watch in horror as the motorcycle ran the car off the road and into a tree. You could only watch in horror as you realized the man on the motorcycle was the Winter Soldier.

“What is this?” Bucky asked. You didn’t have an answer.

The man who was driving the car crawled out of the wreck and onto the pavement. The Winter Soldier approached him and grabbed the back of his head.

“Sergeant Barnes?” the man said weakly as he looked up at the Soldier’s face.

“Howard? Howard!” the woman in the passenger’s seat was crying. With agonizing realization you suddenly understood the association Bucky’s mind had made.

You covered your mouth to keep from screaming in terror as the Soldier used his metal arm to dash Howard Stark’s face in. You watched, paralyzed, as he dragged Stark’s limb body back into the car, then walked slowly to the other side. His expression didn’t shift as he used his flesh hand to choke the life from Maria Stark’s throat.

You could barely speak. Your voice came out in half a sob. “Howard and Maria Stark died in a car crash. . . .”

The

next

second

you

were

falling

again.

Down,

            down,

                        down.

This time the sky was blue, but you were still near a road. There was some sort of parade or something going on. . .a black car driving down the road with a man wearing an American flag on his lapel. . . .

You watched the Winter Soldier shoot 35th President of the United States John F. Kennedy in the head; you heard the sounds of Jackie Kennedy’s shouts, was a bystander to the panic that ensued.

Down,

            down,

                       down,

                                   again.

The Winter Soldier dragged a woman kicking and screaming into an alleyway where he shot her several times. A frightened child screamed in terror.

Down,

               down,

                              down.

The Winter Soldier stood in the middle of a circle of barely adolescent girls.

“[Pay attention now, girls],” a woman said in Russian as the Soldier pointed a gun to the head of a person with a burlap sack over their head.

Suddenly Bucky, your Bucky, was the one holding the gun, and you were the one on the ground, bound and helpless, staring down the barrel.

B

          A

                    N

                              G

                                        .

The two of you recoiled out of the memories, returning to the reality of the small apartment, with its floors and walls, solid and real around you.

You had your hands over your mouth, choking back sobs, choking back bile, tears springing from your eyes in an unending stream. Bucky was standing, pacing, his hands threaded in his hair.

“I killed them,” he said angrily. “I killed my friend, someone I knew, someone who trusted me.” His face twisted in anguish. “That man, that was the president.” He breathed, hard.

“James—” you tried to say.

“That woman had a kid!” he continued. “That room — those girls — what was I — how could I have—” He shouted out in anger, and grabbed a chair from the dining table, throwing it across the room.

You flinched, a waterfall in your eyes, a sob escaping your throat. “James, listen to me, I understand what you’re going through. This is not your fault — Hydra made you do those things—”

“You understand?” he yelled at you suddenly. “You understand? How the hell could you understand what I’m going through, what I’ve done?”

You forced yourself to breathe, and you stood. “I know what it is to be afraid that you’re going to hurt someone. I know what it is to feel like your life is being controlled by someone else.” Your voice was steadily rising. “I know what it is to be forced into something you don’t want to do—” you held up your arm, your hand wrapped around the black bands over your orange tattoo, “I know what it is to have your own autonomy taken away from you!”

Your grabbed the wrist of his metal arm and held it up next to your own tattooed one. “I know what it is to be afraid of what you are.” You breathed hard as you locked your eyes with his, unwavering, staring him down despite his height over you. “Don’t you get it? We’re the same. We’re the same.”

He paused as he looked at you, his jaw clenching so hard you thought his teeth might break. He breathed through his nose, the anger and grief still palpable around him. When he spoke, his voice was low and cold, colder than you had ever heard him speak. “I know you live inside your own little pacifistic bubble, so I’ll explain something to you. Hurting someone,” he gently pried your once bruised but now healed wrist from his metal arm and glanced at it before returning his cold blue eyes to yours, “and slaughtering them in cold blood, is not the same.” He shook his head. “We, are not the same.”

No words came to your mouth as he turned and walked to the door, slamming it behind him.

He didn’t know.

He didn’t know that you knew what it felt like to feel the spray of someone else’s blood across your face.

He didn’t know that you knew what it felt to have someone else’s blood on your hands, figuratively and literally.

He didn’t know that you knew what it felt like to listen to someone scream in agony as you twisted a telepathic knife through their mind.

He didn’t know that you didn’t just know what it was like to hurt someone,

you knew what it was like to kill someone in cold blood,

to have them kill themselves in cold blood.

You fell to the floor, hugging your body as your forehead pressed to the ground, a silent wail escaping your mouth.

You wished he was right.

Next Chapter

A/N: I’ve been looking forward to doing this chapter for a while. I love experimenting with formatting and how it can affect how the story is told and what emotions it can convey. I did it in the second chapter, and I’m so glad I was able to do it again in this one. Hope you enjoyed the angst, it was a lot.

Broken tags will be crossed out

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[waywardwinterfics]

WaywardWinterfics Master List (Marvel, SPN, Star Wars, John Wick)

Marvel

ORIGINAL SERIES

Drinking Coffee With The Captain (Steve x Reader) Captain America moves in next door. Basically just fluff. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 

“The Devil’s Own”- Black Widow POV. Bucky x Reader (Natasha). The Winter Soldier, your former lover, is living at the tower, and has no recollection of you or your torrid history…

Part 1: Natasha Romanova

Part 2: James Buchanan Barnes

Part 3: Sinners and Saints

Part 4: Dirty Pretty Things

Part 5: Like Satellites

Part 6: Ghost Stories

Part 7: The Badlands

Part 8: Demons

Part 9: Manhunt

Part 10: War and Peace

Part 11: Loose Lips Sink Ships

Mayday: Original work, Bucky x Reader.  The Avengers travel to Baltimore to find you, believing they can help tame your errant powers. Things don’t exactly go smoothly.

Mayday Part 1

Mayday Part 2: All Eyes On Me

Mayday Part 3: Easy Rider

Mayday Part 4 : Universe

Mayday Part 5: Loose Cannon

Mayday Part 6: URA Fever

Mayday Part 7: A Hard Pair We Will Be

Mayday Part 8: We All Must Bleed

Mayday Part 9: Let the Cards Fall

Mayday Part 10: Fury

Mayday Part 11: How the Mighty Fall

Mayday Part 12: Mach 127

Mayday Epilogue: These Arms of Mine

The Night Before Christmas (Bucky x Reader - Mayday) You and Bucky spend Christmas Eve together. Feels and fluff.

Drabble Prompt Bucky x Mayday Bucky teases Mayday about her drunken shenanigans on New Years Eve.

Fic Prompt Short Bucky x Mayday Mayday has freezing feet and Bucky is not amused.

Six (Spin-off of Mayday): Original work, Captain America x Reader (Six). After the events of “Mayday” in Siberia, the Avengers are faced with a former Hydra assassin who seeks out Cap for help. Spin-off of “Mayday”, please read that series first!

Six pt 1: Surrender

Six pt 2: Glory and Consequence

Six pt 3: Somebody’s Somebody

Six pt 4: Blank Space

Six pt 5: Don’t Fear the Reaper

Six pt 6: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Six pt 7: At the Dark End of the Street

Six pt 8: Animals

Six pt 9: You Just Have to See Her to Know That She’ll Break You in Two

Six pt 10: The Phoenix

Six pt 11: Who’s Gonna Run This Town Tonight?

Six pt 12: Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

Six pt 13: Chains

Six pt 14: Waiting for You to Come Home

Six pt 15: Electric Love (Finale + Video)

Baby it’s Cold Outside (Steve x Six) Request songfic for Christmas

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes: Original work. Unfinished. Bucky x Reader (Joy). Bucky is getting used to his new life on the run, but some unexpected twists happen along the way…

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes

Being Human Again isn’t as Fun as it Looks, Bucky

Not the Best Circumstances to Meet Under, TBH

Sleep is Just Sleep Now, Even if Someone is There

Everybody Needs Somebody Sometimes

Sick Day/ A Simpler Time

Bucky is Well Again/A Surprise Gift

The First Cut is the Deepest

ONE SHOTS

Live by the Sword, Die by the Sword (BuckyxReader soulmate/enemy AU)

Bang Bang (Natasha x Reader-female)

A Study In Red (Steve Rogers x Reader)

REQUESTS

Sunday Morning (request, Bucky x Reader)

All’s Fair in Love and War (request, Captain America x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Place Your Bet (request, Bucky x Reader)

Baby It’s Cold Outside (SongFic Request) Steve Rogers x Six

They Can’t Take That Away From Me Songfic (Bucky x Reader)

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Steve x Reader adopting a kid

Steve x Reader wrapping presents

Bucky x Wanda holidaysy

Mayday x Bucky 1940’s AU

Bucky x Reader “because he’s an idiot”

Bucky x Reader “why did you scream like that”

Supernatural

ORIGINAL WORKS (Series and One Shots)

Recruitment: (Dean x Reader) You find yourself the unlikely new hunting partner to Dean Winchester while Sam recovers from a broken leg… You are on the prowl to take down Crowley, and the Mark of Cain is causing some problems. Language, violence, some brief smut later on.

Part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

epilogue

The Ballad of Dean and Jo

Running With the Devil (Sam x Reader, Crowley x Reader friendship)

Mister Jones and Me (Dean x Reader)

REQUESTS

Scary Movies (Dean x Reader)

The Way You Lie (Dean x Reader)

Live to Die Another Day (Sam x Reader)

Heartbreak Warfare/ It’s Hammertime (Dean x Reader)  

Hey Jealousy (Dean x Reader)

Dancing with the Devil on a Saturday Night (Dean x Reader)

She Talks To Angels (Dean x Reader)

The Sound of Silence (Dean x Reader)

Walking on Sunshine (Castiel x Reader)

If You’re Gonna Play the Game Boy, You’ve Gotta Learn to Play it Right (Dean x Reader) *brief smut*

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me (Sam x Reader)

Tender is the Night (Castiel x Reader) *smut*

I Can’t Stand the Rain (Sam x Reader)

Scar Tissue (Sam x Reader)

The Devil’s In The Details (Sam x Reader)

Ain’t No Particular Size I’m More Compatible With (Dean x Plus Size Reader)

Reach (Sam x Reader)

Down by the Water (Hannah x Kim 90’s pseudo AU)

Tuesdays With Castiel (Cas x Reader friendship)

Unskinny Bop (Dean x Reader)

If It’s Not Rough it Isn’t Fun (Dean x Reader)

Flash Fiction Challenge and Drabble Challenge

Fade to Black (Sam x reader)

Voodoo Lady (Dean x Reader)

Sam x Reader get drunk and cook dinner

Star Wars

Sometimes We Win (Poe Dameron x Reader)

John Wick

Tales From the Continental: The Marker

Prologue

Chapter 1

#captain america x reader #winter soldier x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #john wick x reader #poe dameron x reader #steve rogers x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #winterwidow imagine #bucky barnes x reader #crowley x reader #captain america imagines #bucky barnes imagines #winter soldier imagines #dean winchester imagines #sam winchester imagines #captain america imagine #bucky barnes imagine #steve rogers imagine #winter soldier imagine #dean winchester imagine #castiel x reader #castiel imagines #sam winchester imagine #castiel imagine

[kyloxox]

Match Maker (Steve Rogers x plus size reader)

Prompt: You and Steve both like each other but have never done something to tell one another. Natasha and Lila help with that. Warnings: like one curse word. Hope you enjoy:)

You and the other Avengers had just reached Clint’s houseshead. The others looked very confused of where they were as you all walked in. You, Natasha, and Clint were the only ones who actually knew what was going on and where they were. Then we were greeted by Laura which made the other even more confused. Soon after Clint introduced everyone to Laura Cooper and Lila came running in greeting their father.

“Did you bring auntie Nat and auntie y/n?” Lila asked, you both smiled at her as she ran up to Nat giving her a big hug and then you. You picked her up in your arms and kissing her on the cheek. Steve looked over at you and smiled to himself. Of course she’s good with kids she’s perfect. He thought to himself.

After everyone got settled you and Nat were sitting at the couch and Lila was coloring at the coffee table. Steve was in the kitchen stealing many glances over to you. Lila stood up from the coffee table and walked over to you and sat on your lap.

“Hey sweetie.”

“Auntie y/n I have to ask you something,” she asked, and you nodded “are you and Steve in love.” You almost choked on the water you were drinking and Nat started to laugh.

“No we aren’t in love we are just friends.”

“Well I think he loves you, he is always looking at you.” You started to blush.

“I think love is a little more complicated than that sweetie.”

Nat picked up Lila and sat Lila on her lap “They’re totally in love.” Nat said to Lila and she started to giggle.

“No we aren’t.” You argued as you got up off the couch “I’m going to go take a shower.” You said as you got up and kissed Lila on her forehead. Steve was staring as you walked past him in the kitchen and up the stairs. Steve then turned towards Nat smirking at him, and Lila making kissy faces. Then Lila whispered in Mat’s ear “totally in love.”

You walked out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around your body. You walked over to the bed and saw a note. “Meet is at the kitchen at 6:30. P.s. Wear something pretty.” As you read the words you knew it had to be the work of the match makers, Natasha and Lila, non the less you put on a simple but pretty dress that complimented your figure and put on some makeup.

You walked down the stair to the see the kitchen decorated with fairy lights and Nat, Lila and a nervous looking Steve standing in the kitchen. There was a small radio playing some slow music.

“Nat and Lila what is all of this?”

“It’s a date silly.” Lila giggled.

“Well I guess we better leave you two alone.“ Nat said as her and Lila left the kitchen.

“Wait guys is this a good id…” they had left before you could finish. You huffed. “I’m sorry Steve. They just think we should be together and I know this probably isn’t a good time to be having a date with everything that is happening so I’m just going to leave.”

“No y/n it’s fine please stay,” Steve pushed one of the chair out for you to sit on “you-u look-k lovely.”

“Steve seriously you don’t have to do this to make them happy.”

“Who said anything about making them happy?” You furrowed your eyebrows “it was my idea to do this, they just helped with it.”

“Really?”

“Yes I know it’s probably not the right time to say it but I really like you.”

You blushed “I like you too Steve but why me?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you could have any girl you want.”

“Yea I guess and I want you.” He said kind of confused of why you were questioning him about liking you.

“There’s nothing special about me and-” he cut you off.

“You’re very pretty y/n and you’re not like every other girl you are totally, excuse my language, badass.” You smiled at him, sitting in your seat deciding to stay. At the beginning of the dinner Steve was more than nervous about screwing up his chance to be on a date with you but then he started to relax more.

After the dinner a new song came on the radio and Steve stood up “Will you dance with me?” Extending his hand for you to take it which you did. He placed his hands on your waist and you placed yours on his shoulders, swaying back and forth. You were looking down at the ground too nervous to look at him in the eyes.

“This is probably the cheesiest thing I have ever done on a date.”

Steve chuckled “We’re doing it 1940s style.” You laughed looking up to Steve’s eyes, his already staring into yours.

“Y/n after we win the war with ultron will you be my girlfriend?” He began to lean into your face.

You smirked “What if we don’t win the the war?” You questioned as you leaned into Steve’s face

“Good thing it seems we always win.” He answered before he connected his lips with yours.

“Yes!” You heard Nat and Lila shout from the other room causing you to jump apart from each other. When Nat realized she ruined the moment she said “oh sorry.” She picked up Lila and running up the stairs and giggling with her.

You huffed sitting back in seat. “Hey the moment isn’t completely ruined,” Steve said as he took your hand and pulled you up so you were standing again, capturing your lips in another kiss.

#captain america #plus size reader #steve rogers #steve x you #Steve Rogers x plus size reader #Steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader #captain america x reader #captain America x you #captain america imagine #Steve Rogers imagine #marvel #marvel imagine #the avengers imagine #the avengers #natasha romanoff #black widow #hawkeye #captain America x plus size reader #plus size reader imagine

[waywardwinterfics]

Master List (Marvel, Supernatural, Star Wars, and John Wick)

Marvel

ORIGINAL SERIES

“The Devil’s Own”- Black Widow POV. Bucky x Reader (Natasha). The Winter Soldier, your former lover, is living at the tower, and has no recollection of you or your torrid history…

Part 1: Natasha Romanova

Part 2: James Buchanan Barnes

Part 3: Sinners and Saints

Part 4: Dirty Pretty Things

Part 5: Like Satellites

Part 6: Ghost Stories

Part 7: The Badlands

Part 8: Demons

Part 9: Manhunt

Part 10: War and Peace

Part 11: Loose Lips Sink Ships

Mayday: Original work, Bucky x Reader.  The Avengers travel to Baltimore to find you, believing they can help tame your errant powers. Things don’t exactly go smoothly.

Mayday Part 1

Mayday Part 2: All Eyes On Me

Mayday Part 3: Easy Rider

Mayday Part 4 : Universe

Mayday Part 5: Loose Cannon

Mayday Part 6: URA Fever

Mayday Part 7: A Hard Pair We Will Be

Mayday Part 8: We All Must Bleed

Mayday Part 9: Let the Cards Fall

Mayday Part 10: Fury

Mayday Part 11: How the Mighty Fall

Mayday Part 12: Mach 127

Mayday Epilogue: These Arms of Mine

The Night Before Christmas (Bucky x Reader - Mayday) You and Bucky spend Christmas Eve together. Feels and fluff.

Drabble Prompt Bucky x Mayday Bucky teases Mayday about her drunken shenanigans on New Years Eve.

Fic Prompt Short Bucky x Mayday Mayday has freezing feet and Bucky is not amused.

Six (Spin-off of Mayday): Original work, Captain America x Reader (Six). After the events of “Mayday” in Siberia, the Avengers are faced with a former Hydra assassin who seeks out Cap for help. Spin-off of “Mayday”, please read that series first!

Six pt 1: Surrender

Six pt 2: Glory and Consequence

Six pt 3: Somebody’s Somebody

Six pt 4: Blank Space

Six pt 5: Don’t Fear the Reaper

Six pt 6: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Six pt 7: At the Dark End of the Street

Six pt 8: Animals

Six pt 9: You Just Have to See Her to Know That She’ll Break You in Two

Six pt 10: The Phoenix

Six pt 11: Who’s Gonna Run This Town Tonight?

Six pt 12: Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

Six pt 13: Chains

Six pt 14: Waiting for You to Come Home

Six pt 15: Electric Love (Finale + Video)

Baby it’s Cold Outside (Steve x Six) Request songfic for Christmas

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes: Original work. Unfinished. Bucky x Reader (Joy). Bucky is getting used to his new life on the run, but some unexpected twists happen along the way…

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes

Being Human Again isn’t as Fun as it Looks, Bucky

Not the Best Circumstances to Meet Under, TBH

Sleep is Just Sleep Now, Even if Someone is There

Everybody Needs Somebody Sometimes

Sick Day/ A Simpler Time

Bucky is Well Again/A Surprise Gift

The First Cut is the Deepest

Drinking Coffee With The Captain (Steve x Reader) Captain America moves in next door. Basically just fluff. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

ONE SHOTS

Live by the Sword, Die by the Sword (BuckyxReader soulmate/enemy AU)

Bang Bang (Natasha x Reader-female)

A Study In Red (Steve Rogers x Reader)

REQUESTS

Sunday Morning (request, Bucky x Reader)

All’s Fair in Love and War (request, Captain America x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Place Your Bet (request, Bucky x Reader)

Baby It’s Cold Outside (SongFic Request) Steve Rogers x Six

They Can’t Take That Away From Me Songfic (Bucky x Reader)

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Steve x Reader adopting a kid

Steve x Reader wrapping presents

Bucky x Wanda holidaysy

Mayday x Bucky 1940’s AU

Bucky x Reader “because he’s an idiot”

Bucky x Reader “why did you scream like that”

Supernatural

ORIGINAL WORKS (Series and One Shots)

Recruitment: (Dean x Reader) You find yourself the unlikely new hunting partner to Dean Winchester while Sam recovers from a broken leg… You are on the prowl to take down Crowley, and the Mark of Cain is causing some problems. Language, violence, some brief smut later on.

Part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

epilogue

The Ballad of Dean and Jo

Running With the Devil (Sam x Reader, Crowley x Reader friendship)

Mister Jones and Me (Dean x Reader)

REQUESTS

Scary Movies (Dean x Reader)

The Way You Lie (Dean x Reader)

Live to Die Another Day (Sam x Reader)

Heartbreak Warfare/ It’s Hammertime (Dean x Reader)  

Hey Jealousy (Dean x Reader)

Dancing with the Devil on a Saturday Night (Dean x Reader)

She Talks To Angels (Dean x Reader)

The Sound of Silence (Dean x Reader)

Walking on Sunshine (Castiel x Reader)

If You’re Gonna Play the Game Boy, You’ve Gotta Learn to Play it Right (Dean x Reader) *brief smut*

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me (Sam x Reader)

Tender is the Night (Castiel x Reader) *smut*

I Can’t Stand the Rain (Sam x Reader)

Scar Tissue (Sam x Reader)

The Devil’s In The Details (Sam x Reader)

Ain’t No Particular Size I’m More Compatible With (Dean x Plus Size Reader)

Reach (Sam x Reader)

Down by the Water (Hannah x Kim 90’s pseudo AU)

Tuesdays With Castiel (Cas x Reader friendship)

Unskinny Bop (Dean x Reader)

If It’s Not Rough it Isn’t Fun (Dean x Reader)

Flash Fiction Challenge and Drabble Challenge

Fade to Black (Sam x reader)

Voodoo Lady (Dean x Reader)

Sam x Reader get drunk and cook dinner

Star Wars

Sometimes We Win (Poe Dameron x Read

John Wick

Tales From the Continental Prologue

#supernatural imagine #marvel imagine #captain america imagine #winter soldier imagine #dean winchester imagine #sam winchester imagine #captain america x reader #winter soldier x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader

[waywardwinterfics]

Master List (WaywardWinterFics) Marvel, Supernatural, Star Wars

Marvel

ONE SHOTS

Live by the Sword, Die by the Sword (BuckyxReader soulmate/enemy AU)

Bang Bang (Natasha x Reader-female)

A Study In Red (Steve Rogers x Reader)

REQUESTS

Sunday Morning (request, Bucky x Reader)

All’s Fair in Love and War (request, Captain America x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Place Your Bet (request, Bucky x Reader)

Baby It’s Cold Outside (SongFic Request) Steve Rogers x Six

They Can’t Take That Away From Me Songfic (Bucky x Reader)

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Steve x Reader adopting a kid

Steve x Reader wrapping presents

Bucky x Wanda holidaysy

Mayday x Bucky 1940’s AU

Bucky x Reader “because he’s an idiot”

Bucky x Reader “why did you scream like that”

ORIGINAL SERIES

“The Devil’s Own”- Black Widow POV. Bucky x Reader (Natasha). The Winter Soldier, your former lover, is living at the tower, and has no recollection of you or your torrid history…

Part 1: Natasha Romanova

Part 2: James Buchanan Barnes

Part 3: Sinners and Saints

Part 4: Dirty Pretty Things

Part 5: Like Satellites

Part 6: Ghost Stories

Part 7: The Badlands

Part 8: Demons

Part 9: Manhunt

Part 10: War and Peace

Part 11: Loose Lips Sink Ships

Mayday: Original work, Bucky x Reader.  The Avengers travel to Baltimore to find you, believing they can help tame your errant powers. Things don’t exactly go smoothly.

Mayday Part 1

Mayday Part 2: All Eyes On Me

Mayday Part 3: Easy Rider

Mayday Part 4 : Universe

Mayday Part 5: Loose Cannon

Mayday Part 6: URA Fever

Mayday Part 7: A Hard Pair We Will Be

Mayday Part 8: We All Must Bleed

Mayday Part 9: Let the Cards Fall

Mayday Part 10: Fury

Mayday Part 11: How the Mighty Fall

Mayday Part 12: Mach 127

Mayday Epilogue: These Arms of Mine

The Night Before Christmas (Bucky x Reader - Mayday) You and Bucky spend Christmas Eve together. Feels and fluff.

Drabble Prompt Bucky x Mayday Bucky teases Mayday about her drunken shenanigans on New Years Eve.

Fic Prompt Short Bucky x Mayday Mayday has freezing feet and Bucky is not amused.

Six (Spin-off of Mayday): Original work, Captain America x Reader (Six). After the events of “Mayday” in Siberia, the Avengers are faced with a former Hydra assassin who seeks out Cap for help. Spin-off of “Mayday”, please read that series first!

Six pt 1: Surrender

Six pt 2: Glory and Consequence

Six pt 3: Somebody’s Somebody

Six pt 4: Blank Space

Six pt 5: Don’t Fear the Reaper

Six pt 6: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Six pt 7: At the Dark End of the Street

Six pt 8: Animals

Six pt 9: You Just Have to See Her to Know That She’ll Break You in Two

Six pt 10: The Phoenix

Six pt 11: Who’s Gonna Run This Town Tonight?

Six pt 12: Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

Six pt 13: Chains

Six pt 14: Waiting for You to Come Home

Six pt 15: Electric Love (Finale + Video)

Baby it’s Cold Outside (Steve x Six) Request songfic for Christmas

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes: Original work. Unfinished. Bucky x Reader (Joy). Bucky is getting used to his new life on the run, but some unexpected twists happen along the way…

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes

Being Human Again isn’t as Fun as it Looks, Bucky

Not the Best Circumstances to Meet Under, TBH

Sleep is Just Sleep Now, Even if Someone is There

Everybody Needs Somebody Sometimes

Sick Day/ A Simpler Time

Bucky is Well Again/A Surprise Gift

The First Cut is the Deepest

Drinking Coffee With The Captain (Steve x Reader) Captain America moves in next door. Basically just fluff. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Supernatural

ORIGINAL WORKS (Series and One Shots)

Recruitment: (Dean x Reader) You find yourself the unlikely new hunting partner to Dean Winchester while Sam recovers from a broken leg… You are on the prowl to take down Crowley, and the Mark of Cain is causing some problems. Language, violence, some brief smut later on.

Part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

epilogue

The Ballad of Dean and Jo

Running With the Devil (Sam x Reader, Crowley x Reader friendship)

Mister Jones and Me (Dean x Reader)

REQUESTS

Scary Movies (Dean x Reader)

The Way You Lie (Dean x Reader)

Live to Die Another Day (Sam x Reader)

Heartbreak Warfare/ It’s Hammertime (Dean x Reader)  

Hey Jealousy (Dean x Reader)

Dancing with the Devil on a Saturday Night (Dean x Reader)

She Talks To Angels (Dean x Reader)

The Sound of Silence (Dean x Reader)

Walking on Sunshine (Castiel x Reader)

If You’re Gonna Play the Game Boy, You’ve Gotta Learn to Play it Right (Dean x Reader) *brief smut*

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me (Sam x Reader)

Tender is the Night (Castiel x Reader) *smut*

I Can’t Stand the Rain (Sam x Reader)

Scar Tissue (Sam x Reader)

The Devil’s In The Details (Sam x Reader)

Ain’t No Particular Size I’m More Compatible With (Dean x Plus Size Reader)

Reach (Sam x Reader)

Down by the Water (Hannah x Kim 90’s pseudo AU)

Tuesdays With Castiel (Cas x Reader friendship)

Unskinny Bop (Dean x Reader)

If It’s Not Rough it Isn’t Fun (Dean x Reader)

Flash Fiction Challenge and Drabble Challenge

Fade to Black (Sam x reader)

Voodoo Lady (Dean x Reader)

Sam x Reader get drunk and cook dinner

Star Wars

Sometimes We Win (Poe Dameron x Reader)

TOP PHOTOS

#captain america imagines #captain america imagine #captain america x reader #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x reader #winter soldier imagine #winter soldier x reader #black widow imagine #black widow x reader #sam winchester imagine #sam winchester x reader #dean winchester imagine #dean winchester x reader #supernatrual imagine #avengers imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine

[angryschnauzer]

Moodboard Masterpost

CURRENT MOODBOARD ASK STATUS: 

CLOSED

How to request a moodboard: Send me an ASK. It is important that you do it this way, not reply to a post or message me, this way i keep the ask in my inbox until it’s done so i know how many i still need to do.

What can i ask for: You can ask for pretty much anything, the exception what is on the exclusion list below (and those are usually there because there has been so many of them for that character or theme). Send me as much or as little information as you want, but the more info you send the more to your imagination i can make the moodboard. If you want naughty/porny, specify that you want NSFW.

YOU CANNOT REQUEST NSFW IF YOU ARE UNDER 18.

Although i don’t accept anon asks, if you want to be kept anon say so on your ask and i won’t mention you when i post the moodboard, and will instead send you a link to it.

How many can i ask for? I’ve had this question a few times, so lets say 3 please. Any more than that and i’ll make a note of them but leave a gap between them so i can fit other peoples in.

What if there is already a moodboard for my idea but its not exactly what i had in mind? So pop into my inbox and tell me what you would like different? Change of OC? Change of Locations? Change of Colour theme? If its something i feel i can redo i’ll let you know.

Any asks not being accepted: No restrictions.

Links to completed moodboards:

For Stories:

All That Glitters (Lance Tucker) by @siren-kitten-his

Amends (AU Sebastian Stan/Tom Hiddleston Love Triangle) by @eve1978

Life Lessons (AU School Teacher Sebastian x OC Beautiful Fluff) by @marvel-lucy

The Void (Chase Collins - Sequel to The Covenant - Suspense) by @sebbys-girl

Winter Shadow (Bucky Barnes Suspense/Love Story) by @marvel-lucy

Their Secret (Bucky Barnes x Reader smut) by @angryschnauzer

Wrecked Tumblr Link / AO3 Link (Merman Bucky x Mermaid OC Anja x Sailor Steve) by @siren-kitten-his

Expiatio (AU Priest Sam Winchester x OC Claire) by @peskipixi

Multi Person:

Fluffy Stucky Wedding NSFW Stucky Honeymoon NSFW Poly Relationship TJ Hammond x Syd from ‘London’ x OC NSFW Seb x Chris x OC Dom/Sub Pet Play NSFW Steve x Bucky x Plus Size OC Love Triangle/Threesome NSFW Chris x Seb x OC Poly Relationship Fluffy Stucky Tarts & Vicars Party Tom x Chris x Seb xOC Fluffy TJ Hammond & Chris Evans Wedding Day Stucky Blindfold Stargate Stucky Lazy Domestic Stucky NSFW Poly Relationship Hugh Jackman x Michael Fassbender x OC NSFW Nick Gant x Chase Collins x OC Threesome Modern Military Tom Hiddleston & Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan:

Actor AU:

Dad Seb Married Seb with Dogs and a House Wedding Day Seb Rainy Day Seb Seb & WOC Fallen Angel Seb Demon Seb & WOC Gym Seb Nature Reserve Seb (with lots of cats) Mechanic Seb Satan Seb (a little NSFW) Werewolf Seb Seb & Burgundy Tones NSFW Seb Vampire Seb Merman Seb Christmas Seb Red Carpet Seb Rockstar Seb Hufflepuff Seb Seb & Katie Cassidy 1970′s AU Spy Seb & WOC NSFW Dom Seb Get Well Soon Sofa Cuddles Seb Walk in the park with Seb Seb and Kat Dennings

Bucky: Bucky & WOC Alpha A/B/O Bucky Winter Soldier Bucky 1940′s Bucky Writer Bucky Pre-war Cowboy Bucky Bucky/Winter Soldier and Hayley Marshall (The Vampire Diaries) Animal/Park Ranger Bucky Photographer Bucky with Plus Size Muse NSFW Elopement Wedding Bucky Feminist Bucky Bucky & OC Adopt a Puppy Bucky and Dancer OC meeting in a mental health facility, teaching him to play the piano

Lance Tucker: Husband Lance Lance & WOC Dad Lance Blue Tones Lance Red Tones Lance NSFW Lance Fucking You Against The Wall Feminist Lance

TJ Hammond: Dad TJ

Jefferson: Woodland Jefferson Jefferson’s Scar - Dark NSFW Rainy Day Jefferson NSFW Dom Jefferson NSFW Jefferson & Leather Jefferson Wedding - Woodland Elopement Ceremony NSFW Jefferson and Woodland Mermaid

Chris Beck: Dad Chris Beck with Homebirth Chris and Galaxy Space Goddess

Hal Carter: NSFW Hal Carter

Chase Collins: NSFW AU Demon Chase Collins Magic Chase Collins NSFW Dom Chase Collins

Blaine: Blaine

Chris Evans:

Actor AU:

New Dad Chris

Dad Chris AU Professor Evans based on Esquire shoot NSFW Art Teacher/Gardner Chris (with cats) Fluffy Lumberjack Chris NSFW Lumberjack Chris Wedding Day Chris Vampire Chris & WOC NSFW Dom Chris NSFW Mechanic Chris Christmas Chris Chris & Amanda Seyfried Chris & Kat Dennings Chris & Julianne Hough Red Carpet Chris Tap Dance Chris Gardner Chris Chris & Rhianna (Mermaid AU) Cowboy Chris Chris & Aja Naomi King with Red Tones NSFW Wedding Night Chris Chris and Nicole Beharie with tropical theme NSFW Call of Duty Chris with Redhead

Steve Rogers: Artist Steve Alpha A/B/O Steve Pre Serum Steve Sun God Steve

Jensen (from ‘The Losers’) First Date with Jensen Jake Jensen and Alexandra Daddario

Johnny Storm Johnny & Enhanced OC - Fire & Ice Date with Johnny

Tom Hiddleston:

Actor AU:

NSFW Professor Hiddleston with Glasses of Doom Beauty and the Beast Tom Hiddles as a Writer NSFW Gentleman Dom Tom Exercise Tom Glasses Tom (Theatre Director Tom) NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 1 NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 2 NSFW Kinky Tom based on ‘Interview’ shoot NSFW Adult Book/Toy Store Own Tom NSFW-ish Tom as a Modern Day Jareth The Goblin King from The Labyrinth

Misha Collins:

Castiel:

NSFW Dom Castiel in the Rain

Karl Urban:

Actor AU: Karl & WOC on Easter Sunday NSFW Karl Picnic & Skinny Dipping Flirty Karl

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy:

Dom Dr McCoy

Hugh Jackman

NSFW Dom Hugh

Michael Fassbender

Daddy Kink Michael

Jensen Ackles

Dean Winchester NSFW Bubble Bath with Dean NSFW Dean & Plus Size Librarian Dean Winchester & Gina Torres - The Human Impala

Chris Hemsworth

NSFW Chris H

Amanda Seyfried

Actress AU: Amanda & Alan Cumming

Luke Evans

Actor AU Grifter Rhianna and her mark Luke Evans

Henry Cavill

Actor AU NSFW Henry Cavill

Hugh Jackman

Logan/Wolverine NSFW Days Of Future Past Logan

Josh Dun

Musician AU Vampire Josh

#moodboard

[waywardwinterfics]

Wayward Master List (Marvel, SPN, Star Wars)

Marvel

ORIGINAL SERIES

“The Devil’s Own”- Black Widow POV. Bucky x Reader (Natasha). The Winter Soldier, your former lover, is living at the tower, and has no recollection of you or your torrid history…

Part 1: Natasha Romanova

Part 2: James Buchanan Barnes

Part 3: Sinners and Saints

Part 4: Dirty Pretty Things

Part 5: Like Satellites

Part 6: Ghost Stories

Part 7: The Badlands

Part 8: Demons

Part 9: Manhunt

Part 10: War and Peace

Part 11: Loose Lips Sink Ships

Mayday: Original work, Bucky x Reader.  The Avengers travel to Baltimore to find you, believing they can help tame your errant powers. Things don’t exactly go smoothly.

Mayday Part 1

Mayday Part 2: All Eyes On Me

Mayday Part 3: Easy Rider

Mayday Part 4 : Universe

Mayday Part 5: Loose Cannon

Mayday Part 6: URA Fever

Mayday Part 7: A Hard Pair We Will Be

Mayday Part 8: We All Must Bleed

Mayday Part 9: Let the Cards Fall

Mayday Part 10: Fury

Mayday Part 11: How the Mighty Fall

Mayday Part 12: Mach 127

Mayday Epilogue: These Arms of Mine

The Night Before Christmas (Bucky x Reader - Mayday) You and Bucky spend Christmas Eve together. Feels and fluff.

Drabble Prompt Bucky x Mayday Bucky teases Mayday about her drunken shenanigans on New Years Eve.

Six (Spin-off of Mayday): Original work, Captain America x Reader (Six). After the events of “Mayday” in Siberia, the Avengers are faced with a former Hydra assassin who seeks out Cap for help. Spin-off of “Mayday”, please read that series first!

Six pt 1: Surrender

Six pt 2: Glory and Consequence

Six pt 3: Somebody’s Somebody

Six pt 4: Blank Space

Six pt 5: Don’t Fear the Reaper

Six pt 6: Something Wicked This Way Comes

Six pt 7: At the Dark End of the Street

Six pt 8: Animals

Six pt 9: You Just Have to See Her to Know That She’ll Break You in Two

Six pt 10: The Phoenix

Six pt 11: Who’s Gonna Run This Town Tonight?

Six pt 12: Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

Six pt 13: Chains

Six pt 14: Waiting for You to Come Home

Six pt 15: Electric Love (Finale + Video)

Baby it’s Cold Outside (Steve x Six) Request songfic for Christmas

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes: Original work. Unfinished. Bucky x Reader (Joy). Bucky is getting used to his new life on the run, but some unexpected twists happen along the way…

The Apartment of Bucky Barnes

Being Human Again isn’t as Fun as it Looks, Bucky

Not the Best Circumstances to Meet Under, TBH

Sleep is Just Sleep Now, Even if Someone is There

Everybody Needs Somebody Sometimes

Sick Day/ A Simpler Time

Bucky is Well Again/A Surprise Gift

The First Cut is the Deepest

Drinking Coffee With The Captain (Steve x Reader) Captain America moves in next door. Basically just fluff. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

ONE SHOTS

Live by the Sword, Die by the Sword (BuckyxReader soulmate/enemy AU)

Bang Bang (Natasha x Reader-female)

REQUESTS

Sunday Morning (request, Bucky x Reader)

All’s Fair in Love and War (request, Captain America x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Place Your Bet (request, Bucky x Reader)

Baby It’s Cold Outside (SongFic Request) Steve Rogers x Six

They Can’t Take That Away From Me Songfic (Bucky x Reader)

DRABBLE PROMPTS

Steve x Reader adopting a kid

Steve x Reader wrapping presents

Bucky x Wanda holidaysy

Mayday x Bucky 1940’s AU

Bucky x Reader “because he’s an idiot”

Bucky x Reader “why did you scream like that”

Supernatural

ORIGINAL WORKS (Series and One Shots)

Recruitment: (Dean x Reader) You find yourself the unlikely new hunting partner to Dean Winchester while Sam recovers from a broken leg… You are on the prowl to take down Crowley, and the Mark of Cain is causing some problems. Language, violence, some brief smut later on.

Part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part5

part 6

part 7

part 8

part 9

epilogue

The Complete Season (Sam x Reader) The Winchesters travel to California to find you; hunted by Angels, Demons, and everything in between, you race the clock to find out the mystery of your heritage and battle the forces of evil.

Episode 1: The Ways of the World

Episode 2: Ashes

Episode 3: Mama Told Me Not to Stare into the Eyes of the Sun

Episode 4: Alone Together

Episode 5: Looks Like the Road to Heaven, But Feels Like the Road to Hell

Episode 6: Everybody Get Dangerous

Episode 7: We Could Be Heroes

Episode 8: Intermission (with recap video)

Episode 9: I’m Living for Giving the Devil his Due

Episode 10: Back in the Saddle

Episode 11: It’s Hard to Hold a Candle in the Cold November Rain

Episode 12: Young Volcanoes

Episode 13: Light it Up

Episode 14: Gimme Shelter

The Ballad of Dean and Jo

Running With the Devil (Sam x Reader, Crowley x Reader friendship)

Mister Jones and Me (Dean x Reader)

REQUESTS

Scary Movies (Dean x Reader)

The Way You Lie (Dean x Reader)

Live to Die Another Day (Sam x Reader)

Heartbreak Warfare/ It’s Hammertime (Dean x Reader)  

Hey Jealousy (Dean x Reader)

Dancing with the Devil on a Saturday Night (Dean x Reader)

She Talks To Angels (Dean x Reader)

The Sound of Silence (Dean x Reader)

Walking on Sunshine (Castiel x Reader)

If You’re Gonna Play the Game Boy, You’ve Gotta Learn to Play it Right (Dean x Reader) *brief smut*

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me (Sam x Reader)

Tender is the Night (Castiel x Reader) *smut*

I Can’t Stand the Rain (Sam x Reader)

Scar Tissue (Sam x Reader)

The Devil’s In The Details (Sam x Reader)

Ain’t No Particular Size I’m More Compatible With (Dean x Plus Size Reader)

Reach (Sam x Reader)

Down by the Water (Hannah x Kim 90’s pseudo AU)

Tuesdays With Castiel (Cas x Reader friendship)

Unskinny Bop (Dean x Reader)

If It’s Not Rough it Isn’t Fun (Dean x Reader)

Flash Fiction Challenge and Drabble Challenge

Fade to Black (Sam x reader)

Voodoo Lady (Dean x Reader)

Sam x Reader get drunk and cook dinner

Star Wars

Sometimes We Win (Poe Dameron x Reader)

#bucky #bucky x reader #winter soldier x reader #captain america x reader #sam winchestr x reader #dean winchester x reader #castiel x reader #bucky x natasha #winterwidow imagine