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1800jjbarnes · 7 months

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◇ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 : 𝐂𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱 - 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◇

Gloomy Days

【Synopsis】 : A trip turned sour due to a storm. But luckily, Steve knows just the thing in turning this gloomy day into a more steamy one.

『W.C』 : 1.07k

-> Genre: Fluff. Slice of slice. Smut

Paring: Boyfriend!Steve x F.Reader

[Warnings] : Swearing. Petnames (Stevie, Peach, Baby). Making out. Steve got big dick energy. Riding. Hand job-ish. Unprotected sex (that's a no, no).

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The rain poured heavily as the hot summer day out turned quickly into a stormy stay-at-home kind of day. You and Stev ran without a second thought as soon as the first drop of water hit your forehead, spilling down your cheek. Once you finally made it to Steve's car, he opened the boot to let you crawl in haste. He soon followed you once he had finished poorly folding the picnic blanket, and when you say folded, it was more scrunched up and thrown onto one of the car's back seats.

“Well, today was not what I planned.” Steve huffed, feeling disappointment riddle his mind. This was your six-month anniversary date, and he had planned to make the none other than special. But what he didn’t expect was to be soaked head to toe in buckets of water.

“It’s okay, I still had fun.” You chimed in with a big smile still plastered on your face. You were cuddled up to him, with your legs dangling out of the car, all the while watching a little water stream starting to form in front of you. “We can still continue the fun here.” Your words got caught in your throat as blush taints your plump cheeks, suddenly recalling back just before the storm set in and you and Steve were peacefully making out on a picnic blanket in the middle of nowhere. He smirked ear to ear, finding your words rather dirty, even though they mostly had an innocent intent. You were just talking about the softness of the date, not the… other stuff.

He didn’t say anything in response to you. Instead, he turned his whole body, pushing you down in the back of his large car boot. His hand rested on the back of your head while he urged you to lay down, letting your head hit the floor with a huff. His lips latch onto yours in seconds, biting and sucking a moan out of you. you bucked your hips up, feeling his knee push slightly against your clothed core. Your body began to crave him, no longer feeling cold from the rain, but rather annoyed the your wet clothes were blocking his way.

“Stevie…” your whimpers were music to his ears. Pulling away, his breath hitched, seeing your glossed expression. You are perfect in every way to him, your voice, your personality, your body. You. He was whipped, hooked on your love, and wanted nothing more than you make you his every day, at every hour, and every moment he could.

He’s addicted.

“Don’t worry, Peach, I got you.” His deep voice swoons you as his large fingers curl into the fabric of your clothing, promptly pulling and tuging until the material falls off your body. Your wet skin scratched against the floor but you couldn't care less at that moment, all you cared about was Steve's cock deep inside you. His fingers danced around your clit, feeling your slick already soaking your cunt and thighs from the earlier make-out session.

“I can’t wait just…please…” You were growing impatient, and the way you were laying down was starting to make your body ache. So without another moment, Steve pulled down his pants, letting his cock spring free. He was about to lift your legs when you pushed on his chest slightly, making him sit down so his back would lean against the car seat. He was confused at your sudden boldness, Never have you ridden him before so this was new. But he’d be lying if he said this wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever seen.

You, naked and soaked. Hair messy and making up running. All the while, you were crawling to take a seat on his lap. He must have died and went to heaven. Your legs sat on either side of his thick thighs. Your eyes never leaving his as you reach down for his cock, stroking the shaft in a harsh couple of pumps. His groans went straight to your core, feeling pride pool in the pit of your stomach.

“You gonna ride me, baby?” He growls, gripping your hips, tugging you towards him in one movement. You just giggled at his dirty words, feeling his tip slide along your slit. Your smile quickly turned down, while your brows crossed, notioning his cock to easily slip inside you. “That’s it Peach. Take what’s yours.”

You quickly ground yourself, moving your hips at a steady pace. Back and forward. Up and down. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pushing your breast against his chest. His pants grew heavier as your moans grew louder. You were both desperate, lost in one another to the point neither of you cared that the door of the boot was still wide open. Thank god Steve picked a secluded place.

“Stevie please….nghh.” Your slurred moans called for Steve, making him wrap his hand on the back of your neck, pulling your face out of the crook of his. You were drooling, with the most beautiful fucked out expression Steve could have ever seen. Fuck, he wanted to bust a nut then and there from your face alone. He knew you were close to cumming and he wanted, no, needed you to cum before him. He needed to feel your clench around him while your juices painted his cock. So he planted his feet down, bringing his knees up before helping you thrust deep, hard and fast inside you.

Your body falls limp as he lets go of your neck so he can grip your hips with power. You called his name over and over like a broken record, clenching around him harshly as you came undone. His movements didn't faltered though, as he chased his own high. And after a couple more thrusts he felt himself snap, spilling his cum deep inside your soaked puffy pussy.

His thrusts became sloppy until they stopped altogether. He could feel your heartbeat racing against his chest while your breathing matched his. You stayed like that for a while, sitting in silence as Steve rubbed shapes into your lower back lovingly. You opened your eyes for a moment and noticed the rain had stopped, and the sun was beginning to shine through the gloomy clouds. A smile caught your features at you thought, Maybe today didn’t go completely as planned, but it still was a great day nonetheless.

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fotibrit · 8 months

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cap one year organized an event in which all the avengers would go to polling stations in costume to vote, in an effort to increase the number of people who vote.

Controversy arose when people noticed that nobody saw Spider-Man the whole day… does he not vote?

Tony (angry bc now Peter is stressed) tasks Steve with finding a way to clear Peters name without revealing that he’s underage.

#tony stark #iron man #irondad and spiderson #peter parker #spider man #spiderson #irondad #marvel mcu #avengers #peter parker and tony stark #captain america #steve rodgers #headcanon

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littlemelaninfics · 1 year

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Can we get some of your dirty thoughts in a possessive Chris? Not like being always possessive, but maybe after an unexpected interaction you had with your ex at an event and that made him really jealous. And let's say he shows his jealousy when you guys get home, which makes you scared at first because you've never seen him ~like that~ but you soon find out you like this side of him 😏

Possessive Chris? Say less 😭

-He would not be happy. Maybe it was the dress you were wearing that accentuated your figure. Or maybe it was your ex’s hand going too damn low during that hug. Whatever it was, today was not the day.

-He would ask if you had fun on the way home and just let you talk and talk about the conversations you had. You even laughed at a recollection. He loved hearing that laugh, but tonight was different. He felt you were taunting him. Like a big HAHA.

-You entered the house with him in tow and could immediately feel the tension. You turn to ask him about it, but his hand grips the nape of your neck and your escorted upstairs. You both enter the bedroom and he plops you on the foot of the bed.

-“Do I give you a reason to doubt me, Y/n?” he asked unbuttoning his cuffs.

-“No,” you said lowly. You watched him move to the dresser and remove his bowtie and his watch. When he shrugged off his shirt is when your breath hitched in the back of your throat. He revealed his white wife beater, his muscles so prominent in the decadent color.

-THE WAY THIS MAN WOULD REACH OUT AND GRAB YOU SO QUICKLY LIKE OOOOOFFFFF

-I can see him doing that fucking condescending thing where he kisses you all nice, hand going around your throat. And then he would squeeze harder or literally bite your neck.

-Either way, your eyes are going wide.

-Okay but the things he would say while overpowering you??? Sign me up.

-Because it’s not like his regular sweet talk about how beautiful you are. I’m talking him calling you a dirty whore who only knows how to take cock.

-By the end, you’re fucked out and still turned on. When he returns to his normal state, the aftercare begins and he asks his routine questions of are you okay, was he too rough, etc.

-“Where did that come from?”

-“Seeing his hands all over you, I fucking lost it. I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

-You would let out a little giggle at his worried state,

-“I’m perfect. I guess I should make you jealous more often,” you say slyly.

#chris evans x black!reader #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans x reader #chris evans headcanon #captain america smut #captain america #avengers #avengers smut #steve rodgers smut #steve rodgers imagine #steve rodgers x black!reader

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angelltheninth · 11 months

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Bodyguard au for Steve, Bucky, Clint, Kate, Logan and Matt

Bodyguards! I love this idea so much!

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Kate Bishop, James "Logan" Howlett, Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, slightly suggestive, bodyguard x client relationship, forbidden romance, kissing for cover, grinding, suit kink, ties

A/N: Including some... personal likes in here hehe.

Bodyguard!Steve is just a bit of a flirt but only when the two of you are alone. Othervise he takes his job very seriously and is always on high alert for danger. Has caught you looking at him a few times while he's getting ready and always makes sure to take it a bit slow, saying how he's just boying time for valuable intel.

Bodyguard!Bucky is very stoic and a bit cold towards you in the beginning. You need to get him to open up more if you are to trust him. Little did you know that you will be the one opening for him in all kinds of ways. His charm is irresistabe, you both know this is wrong but you notice him being more involved in your safety once you have a romantic relationship.

Bodyguard!Clint guards you from far away but is always on the com link with you. Jokinly kissed your cheek once when you scolded him about staying away for too long and that made you swoon for him. What he didn't expect was for you to fire right back, pull on his tie and kiss him on the lips. Lets see if he can stay away now.

Bodyguard!Kate is new at this and not subtle with the way she wants you. She's quick on her feet though and apologizes before pushing you against the wall to kiss you as people walk by. She panicked okay?! It was the only thing she could think of to keep you safe, as is her number one priority. But also... she really wanted a kiss.

Bodyguard!Logan hovers around you at all times, his muscles strainging the suit to its limits. He is very good at what he does, aided by his healing factor and claws. Which leaves a lot of time for lust and romance to bloom. So what if he's humping you in the closet, he's keeping an eye on you isn't he?

Bodyguard!Matt might be a big flirt but he takes his job very seriously when it counts most. Hardly even gets hurt despite him not being able to see and now you know why he is one of the best. Not only can he charm any client and enemy but he can also kick ass just as well, and kiss even better.

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universitypenguin · 4 months

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Hello, Alice! I’ve been recently reading But I Do… Love you and it’s amazing 😍

It’s apparent that Steve’s a bit of a soft!dom in this lovely story and that got me thinking…

How would he react if reader took on a little more dominance in the bedroom? 😏😮‍💨

I think if the tables were turned, Steve would love having the reader dominate him.

This would come as a surprise to him, because I doubt many of Steve’s fantasies include submission. However, when the roles shift and she takes control, he’d find himself enjoying the break from decision making. Being the one who relinquishes control wouldn’t come naturally to Steve, but if it was what the reader wanted, he’d be on board. Then, when he was finally in that position - being the one stripped of control - he’d be shocked to realize how much he needed that release of responsibility and tension. Submitting is a wonderful thing when you trust your partner. He’s definitely comfortable enough to give her power over him and wouldn’t hesitate to let her restrain him if she asked to.

He’d enjoy being the object of her desires, the center of attention, and relish the chance to anticipate what comes next because he doesn’t know what she has planned for him. Also, the fact that she’s gone to the trouble of planning a night for him would be a huge turn on for Steve. The fact that she wanted him and went to all the trouble of figuring out a way to restrain him (because she definitely sourced some vibranium handcuffs for their night) is oddly touching and kind of exciting.

And since he’s Steve Rogers, he’d be taking mental notes the entire time, thrilled by the chance to learn what your true desires and preferences are in this new context. Because he’s already planning on doing it again next weekend.

#penguin replies #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x you #steve rodgers x reader #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers headcanon #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers smut #but i do love you

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apollo11fangirl · 7 months

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We all know that Tony can't cook, but what if he can only cook Italian food. Like somehow Maria taught him how to cook her food really well. It's to the point that he can't stand any other Italian food that an't his own.

Rhody and Pepper know all about it, but the Avengers only learn when Steve tries to make some and Tony takes over the kitchen since Tony see him do it all wrong. The best team dinners when Tony cooks.

The same thing happens with British deserts thanks to Ana, Jarvis, and Peggy.

#headcanon #text post #tony stark headcanon #tony stark defense squad #tony stark #steve rodgers #pepper potts #james rhodes #the avengers #team as family #Italian tony stark #edwin jarvis #ana jarvis #peggy carter

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flordeamatista · 2 years

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𝗞𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗠𝘆 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗻

pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

concept: Steve fires your body with kisses

word count: 640

warnings: poetic smut without plot, kisses, oral (f receiving)

a/n: I had originally planned to write a different fic but my mind took a different turn. I suppose it will work. Steve needs our love. I appreciate you checking it over and approving the daydreams to share @lunarbuck

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To love you like this, I'm walking in your footsteps, running after your footprints in my heart that became permanent

You notice Steve approaching from behind you. You close your eyes as his breath caresses your neck. His kisses spread warmth across your skin. Your breath becomes obstructed in your throat.

He delicately kisses your neck as you tip your head to one side. His tongue expresses the ways he adores you.

He grabs your hips and pulls you into himself. His arms wrap around you and he declares his love for you. His beaming smile and the words "I love you" fill your heart with joy. His arms tighten, and your smile appears. His lips are tender and soft, but they have power. He expects you to give him your full attention. The tenderness and kisses on his lips demand your touch and attention.

Kiss my skin like its your last time

He kisses you and slowly backs you up to the edge of the bed. Steve pulls off your dress and sees the beauty that lies beneath it. He lingers his hand on your breast and caresses it as he says, "beautiful." You smile. The anticipation of his touch awakens your nipples. He removes the bra clasp from behind you. As he removes it, he kisses your shoulder lovingly. He kisses you again, but this time he places you on the edge of the bed.

When you gaze at him, his arms are wrapped around your waist and he buries his face in your chest. He breathes into your body. "Mmmm, my love," he says. You moan as his mouth touches your breast and plays with it.

Your glances and your touches already know what my soul needs after living and breathing for so long.

Grabbing his hair, you pull him close to you. Feeling his warmth on your skin, you close your eyes. It is a wonderful sensation. His touch is always soothing to the soul. You feel his tongue trail down your body as you are pushed into the bed. You feel his tongue running farther down your body.

He rises up and removes his shirt. Your attention is focused on him. You are overcome with awe when you see his beauty. Your gaze is drawn to his strong shoulders and muscular abdomen.

But your eyes with that look; finally captured me, and only you can save me

With your hand, you signal for him to come to you. Your head rests on the pillow. In the process of removing your panties, he smacks your hand away, kissing every inch of your hips and legs as he gracefully removes them.

A devilish grin spreads across his face and he starts to kiss you on the inside of your ankle, right up to the knee. The skin comes alive as he kisses it. Those kisses that drop onto your skin and being in his presence are the keys to feeling alive.

You can fire me your love

He finds the spot where you may feel the warmth of his affection. The way he slowly sucks it into his lips almost makes you gasp for breath. Your eyes continue to roll back into your head. Faster and deeper. "Cum." he says. His voice is as distant as the moon. In a flash of light, your whole body tense with hunger.

Your body craves him.

He raises your hips while fucking you with his tongue. Your entire body tenses, causing you to draw closer.

Your half-glazed gaze is lured to his ocean blue eyes.

It is always his name on your skin that will be your first and last love

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navstuffs · 2 years

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Everything he wanted

Pairings: Steve Rogers x GN!Reader, Steve Rogers x Peggy Carter

Warnings: post Infinity war, ANGST, fluff with angst ending, doesn't end well for reader, sorta songfic, some usage of y/n

Summary: Steve finally gets everything he wanted.

Author's note: ready for some pain? the idea of this fanfic got loosely tied to the song "Everything I wanted", by Billie Eilish.

"I had a dream

I got everything I wanted"

It was Steve's idea to celebrate your birthday dinner at your new house. It was going to be the first party since you two moved in. Now that Captain America was retired, thank you very much, he had a lot of free time on his hands. And he discovered his passion for cooking. He had been preparing your favorite meal that night, one that he passed the whole month before testing to make it tastier - Sam and Bucky were his test subjects.

Before retiring, Steve didn't have almost any time for old hobbies or even finding new ones. He was surrounded by death and danger, brought back from the past to a time he didn't know anyone, even himself sometimes. It was a miracle he found you in the middle of that mess and gave love a new chance. Steve was creating a new chapter for both of you, free of stress and risks.

He knew how much you had suffered with all deaths, especially Natasha and Tony. You were tempted on inviting Bucky, Sam, and Sarah to your birthday but you didn't want to bother since they had a busy lifestyle. Steve let his hand go to his pocket, holding the small box as a reminder of what he was going to do tonight. The doorbell rang breaking his thoughts.

"Finally! Coming!" Steve yelled, walking to the front door. He had told Bucky to be there a little earlier but Bucky was too late for his comfort.

When Steve opened the door, he was suddenly attacked by two pairs of small hands, half-hugging, half-trying to take him down.

"Get him, boys!" Bucky Barnes cheered, a smug grin on his face. Cass Wilson and AJ Wilson attacked Steve since Bucky had the most important item of that night on his hands. It had been weeks since Steve gave him the biggest task of the night: picking up your birthday cake.

"Oh come on, Barnes, making my nephews do your dirty work?!" Sam Wilson exclaimed behind Bucky, a playful tone in his voice.

Steve smiled, grabbing the kids by their hips and lifting them up with no difficulty. AJ and Cass didn't seem to mind, giggling even louder, their legs shaking.

"Okay, boys, we are going to have a lot of time for this later!" Sarah Wilson commented when she got closer to them and Steve put the kids down, with protest coming from them "(Y/N) will be here in less than thirty minutes and we still have to put the decorations up!"

"You are late, Bucky." Steve simply stated before pulling his friend into a half hug. Bucky was careful enough to keep your cake out of damage.

"Sorry? Cake store was a busy. The boys wanted to test their hug on (Y/N) later and I am carrying the cake, so the boys decided on you." Bucky winked at the kids. He walked into the house, carrying the cake cautiously to the kitchen, followed closely by AJ and Cass.

Steve turned his attention to Sam and Sarah, both carrying bags. He promptly took the bags out of Sarah's hands, apologizing.

"It is alright. How is dinner going? Too hard? Want me to take a look?" Sarah gave him a fast hug.

"I have been using Bucky and Sam as my lab rats so, we all know I need your opinion" Sarah smiled, satisfied, following her kids and Bucky's path.

"Uuuuh, I have found the wine, Steve!" Steve heard Bucky exclaim happily from the kitchen.

It was just him and Sam now. Sam was carrying the bags that had the rest of your gifts. He looked exhausted but happy to be there.

"Are you alright, Sam?"

"Yeah. Excited for the night off!"

Steve couldn't help but feel bad for Sam. And happy. Since he had retired, Sam assumed the Captain America mantle and shield. He knew since the beginning Sam was the correct choice and everything he would see on the TV, or hear on the radio just confirmed his choice. Steve trusted Sam Wilson with his legacy.

One of the reasons Steve could sleep easy at night. The other being you, of course.

Steve and Sam walked inside the house, organizing the gifts on top of Steve's center table.

"Thank you for being here, Sam. I can't imagine what you pulled through to be here."

"I am sure you can" Sam laughed. Truly, Sam needed a night off. Away from all responsibilities, have some fun with his friends, get a bit drunk "(Y/N) is my friend too, by the way. Anyway, how is retirement? Putting on your comfortable slippers and reading the journal the whole morning, feet up? Then napping? End of the day: complaining about the news, going to sleep at 9 pm?"

Steve shook his head, laughing. They could hear Sarah and Bucky talking in the kitchen.

"You forgot sleeping during the news and complaining about them at the same time" Steve joked making Sam burst a loud laugh.

"Something more happening tonight that I should know?" Steve jerked his head back to Sam and simply blinked. "Come on, Steve. You told me if you were going to do it, you would do it when time was right."

"You will see when the time gets there," Steve responded mysteriously, walking back to the kitchen. Sarah was having a glass of wine with Bucky, watching the kids play in the backyard.

"Steve, the food is delicious! My brother and Bucky served for something, I guess."

"Hey, I brought the cake! Which, by the way, it is (Y/N)'s favorite bakery and flavor."

"Thanks, Bucky. And thank you, Sarah."

Twenty minutes passed until your arrival. Steve kept pacing back and forth impatiently, keeping his eyes on his phone for your messages. Everything was ready, and everyone had their birthday hats on, AJ and Cass with blowouts. The kids, Bucky and Sam filled up some balloons for decoration and put up a simple happy birthday sign. It wasn't exactly a surprise birthday party, but it was more than you knew.

"I see (Y/N)'s car!" Cass exclaimed from the window and everyone assumed their position near the front door, with Bucky turning off the lights.

"Surprise!" Everyone screamed when you opened the door. For a second, you froze, looking at them stunned. AJ and Cass ran in your direction, hugging your sides tightly.

"What, how?" You barely hugged the boys back, still looking shocked at your friends there.

"Surprise! Happy birthday!" Bucky responded, pulling you into a tight hug.

Next was Sam. You were trying really hard to not cry while Sam hugged you, wishing you a happy birthday. You felt some tears drop while you hugged Sarah. It had been a couple of rough last years for you - especially after Natasha's death. After Steve and you retired and moved in together, it took a while until things got okay and you could lead your life normally. You wanted them at your party, but Sam and Bucky were busy with their superhero lifestyle and Sarah was occupied with her life and her kidd, so you didn't call to bother them about it. Steve was the one that called and invited them to surprise you.

"Hey, we are here, okay? Wouldn't miss this for anything in the world!" Sarah murmured, hugging you and kissing your cheek. She cleaned your tears and you felt a strong hug on both your sides. AJ and Cass again. You kneeled down to their level.

"There is cake, there are tons of gifts from us as well!" Cass told you, excited. You finally hugged them properly.

"I am sure they will be my favorite gifts!"

You got up and turned to Steve and felt his arms close around you. You lost your parents before joining the Avengers, and being alone for so long it was hard to bond with anyone. With time passing, your relationship with Steve changed from respectful to friendship to love. You had gone through so much together, it was hard seeing yourself without each other.

After Thanos, for a moment, you thought Steve was going to leave you. But he didn't.

After so many losses, it was nice knowing Steve chose you.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Steve. I love you." You whispered, your voice cracking down.

Steve didn't answer, placing a single kiss on the top of your head. He couldn't wait to ask your hand in marriage later that night.

"Not what you'd think

And if I'm being honest

It might've been a nightmare"

-x-

"I had a dream

I got everything I wanted

But when I wake up, I see

You with me"

Steve wakes up, feeling disoriented at first. He doesn't really know where he is. He gasps for some air and tries to get up but he is stopped by a pair of hands placed on his chest.

"Steve?" A woman's worried voice he knows very well. Peggy. "Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?"

Steve doesn't answer, letting himself be dragged back to the bed. Peggy is holding his face, scanning his expressions. She looks worried - like it had happened before.

"I had a dream."

"What kind? Bad? Good?"

"I don't know."

Peggy doesn't answer, holding Steve in her arms, wanting to make sure he will calm down. Since he came back from the future, Steve's nights had been rough. She knows it had to be something from the time he passed in the future. Steve didn't share everything that happened yet but Peggy was patient, she could wait. She wasn't going to pressure him, she was just happy with his return.

"We will be alright, Steve. We are together now, we will be okay" Peggy whispers against his hair, still holding him closely.

Steve doesn't say anything. He remembers now he has come back for her because that is what he wanted, right? Since the beginning. Steve made the conscious choice of not telling anyone, not even you since Steve knew he would break your heart no matter what. Leaving without saying anything was the best choice.

Steve's dreams had started a little after he came back. He would have glimpses of the life he could have had with you - a child, a dog, getting old together. And it hurt. More than he admitted to himself.

Steve had made a choice and he needed to live with it now.

"If I knew it all then, would I do it again?

Would I do it again?"

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oliviajdjarin · 1 year

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Bucky Barnes: Together (If The Fates Allow)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader (she/her; afab)

Excerpt: “As he swayed with you, copious amounts of sweet nothings came to his mind, and he nearly spilled them all. But something about the mix of the music with the silence of your voices felt like communication enough. It was as though you were speaking a language together, through your own brains and your own hearts, that this was all you needed.”

Warnings: Bucky gets a bit sad, is a total simp for the reader, and it ends in a makeout. What more can you ask for? Reader also has blue eyes. This is also completely off-canon and makes no sense with any actual marvel plot.

A/N: Surpriseeeee. Merry Christmas @leahkenobi.

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His brothers sigh of disappointment through the phone cut through him sharply, working its way down to his chest.

“I’m sorry Buck, with the weather being how it is, we’re staying in tonight. I’m sorry.”

He leaned against the kitchen counter, squeezing the bridge of his nose with his fingertips. He expected this call as soon as the snowflakes outside changed from slush-like droplets to thick balls of powder, packing down the entrance to every building in New York City. Including the Avengers Tower, which had been decorated for the holidays as soon as the clock struck midnight on Thanksgiving night. Bucky leading said decorating, of course, saying he wanted the compound to look “classic.”

And did it ever.

Multi-colored Christmas lights, a glittering evergreen coated in ornaments on the verge of gaudy, with a surrounding atmosphere of stockings, nutcrackers, reindeer, and his favorite, penguins. It was a winter wonderland, crafted in his own design. One of the few things in his life he had been proud of making with his own hands.

And he wanted to show it to you. That’s all he wanted for Christmas, to see the familiar light in your eye that every person could see get impossibly brighter at something from him. That he did. But, how could he forget, he was James Buchanan Barnes, and he was not known to leave behind a trail of good-fortune.

Bucky creased his eyebrows together and took a deep breath. “It’s alright Steve, just stay safe pal.”

“We will Buck. We will. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” he responded, and ended the call the way you had taught him to. Your laughs while attempting to explain how iPhones work floated around his brain, and it cut a bright spot through his ever-present darkness.

He leaned forward slightly to catch a glimpse of you on the couch, and your light cut through his darkness even more.

You were sat comfortably, leaning against the arms of the couch with a fuzzy blanket around your middle. You had on jeans and a sweater—Christmas-themed of course, one you had “treated yourself” to, not knowing that Bucky had secretly taken care of it himself—and your hair was done how you liked it. Your makeup complimented the natural vision that was you perfectly, brightening the spots that were already brightened, and accentuating the parts of you that sucked out his breath when he first caught you in his sight.

You looked perfect. Absolutely perfect.

A part of him was excited nobody else got to see you looking this way, but the rest of him cracked for you. He could see your excitement in the way you were sitting—on the edge of your seat, scrolling mindlessly on your phone, obviously waiting for some kind of sign from him that it was time to go.

He gritted his teeth and internally cursed every god out there, wishing they could be the ones to cause the disappointment on your face, not him.

He pushed himself off the counter and breathed deeply, running his hand through his hair as he made his way towards you. Your head turned as he walked, and your eyes sunk at his demeanor.

He’d been through so much pain in his life, and while this was not a big deal in the long run, the light blue of your eyes turning even a tone of interstellar sunk his stomach every time.

“I’m sorry baby,” he said, swallowing hard. “Everyone’s staying home tonight.”

You gave him a sad smile before your lips fell into a line, but you shrugged your shoulders nonetheless. “It’s okay. It’s probably best to keep everyone safe.”

He loved you more than anything in that moment, but he also knew you better than anyone.

He sat down at your side and placed a hand on your thigh, internally recalling the times he had done so before to calm your nerves and how much you seemed to like it, before mumbling. “It’s okay to be disappointed. I’m disappointed. I wanted you to see the tower all decorated.”

You smiled at him, ever the optimist. You brushed back his hair and said, “There’s always Christmas Day, I can see it then.”

He nodded, eyes fluttering at how you always touched him just right, before he brought your palm down to his mouth. “I’m sorry you didn’t get to show off your sweater.”

You laughed, smiling wide enough to crease your eyes, and he smiled widely too. “Good thing you prefer it off of me.”

He laughed loudly, knowing your joke was purely to make him feel better, and pushed you back into the couch. The both of you laughed together as he pulled himself on top of you. He kissed around your neck teasingly, tasting a mix of your skin and perfume, and brought his hand to the warm skin of your rib cage. You laughed joyously, cheeks reddening as he kissed around you.

He smiled at your flustered state, feeling his own heart pound. “You know me too well.”

He felt you kiss his cheek and he hummed, enjoying your softness and comfort. He leaned back to look at you smiling up at him, the wide-open window showing the blizzard outside giving your face the perfect silhouette, and he exhaled in satisfaction.

You always seemed to bring that specific exhale to him, one that he had been unable to explain to both his friends and himself. It was an exhale of calamity, serenity, peace. Like one’s muscles relaxing after getting home from a long day, or eating a warm meal after being out in the cold. You were complete and total tranquility for him, and you deserved a happy Christmas Eve if it was the last thing he did.

He brushed your hair back and kissed your forehead before untangling himself from you. He pulled you up from the couch by your hand and sat you up straight before practically sprinting his way into the kitchen, hearing your laugh as he headed towards his destination.

“Where are you going?” you asked brightly, and he smiled. Every ounce of disappointment had already left your tone, which only egged him on.

He stopped next to the stove and pulled out his stereo, the one you had gotten him exactly a year ago, and pressed play. He turned the dial slightly to the right, and the familiar baritone of Frank Sinatra drifted throughout the apartment. He then slowly made his way back to you, your body language showing him your eagerness, before he pulled you to your feet and wrapped your arms around his neck. A blush crept up your neck once more, and Bucky kissed the side of your mouth as he began to sway to the tune.

The same exhale of relief you always brought him exited from your lips that time, and you tucked your head into Bucky’s chest. Right over his heartbeat. He held you tightly, warming from the inside out, and placed his chin on your head. Completely surrounding you in him.

He had never felt so complete in his life.

As he swayed with you, copious amounts of sweet nothings came to his mind, and he nearly spilled them all. But something about the mix of the music with the silence of your voices felt like communication enough. It was as though you were speaking a language together, through your own brains and your own hearts, that this was all you needed. Just the feeling of being pressed against each other, snowed in on Christmas Eve, with nothing but brightness to look forward to. This feeling of “what could go wrong” used to fill him with gut-wrenching dread, but now, with you in his arms, he had the strength to push that all away, and just live.

You mumbled something against the fabric of his maroon sweater, but he couldn’t quite catch it.

“What was that baby?” he asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Why didn’t we think of this sooner?”

He smiled, laughing deeply, and whispered, “I don’t know.”

You pulled away from him to look into his eyes, still swaying. “Can this be a new tradition?”

He smiled down at you, framing your face in his hands, before pressing a firm kiss to your mouth. “Of course baby. Whatever you want.”

You smiled up at him, and he noticed a thin line of tears beginning to mist below your perfect eyes. Like icicles dangling from trees against a bright blue sky. Luckily for him, he knew they were from pure goodness and gratitude.

He kissed you again. And again. And again. Before whispering against your lips. “I love you.”

You pulled him in deeper by his collar, beginning to back him up against the couch, and whispered, “I love you too. Merry Christmas.”

He ran his hands down your body, continuing his life-long mission to have you completely memorized, before picking you up and carrying you the rest of the way, laying you down on the couch gently. He used the strength of his metallic arm to keep you steady as he laid you, while using the delicacy of his right to keep your face pressed against his. Your skin on his was an addiction, one he would never go through withdrawal for.

He entangled himself on top of you, kissing you harshly before pulling back to look at you. Red in the face, swollen lips, and a blissed out smile.

“Merry Christmas indeed,” he responded, before diving back in.

Out of one hundred and six Christmas Eves, that one was by far the best.

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@leahkenobi

#bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky imagine #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes smut #james bucky barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #steve rodgers imagine #steve rodgers x reader #marvel fanfic writer #marvel fanfic rec #marvel #bonky barnes

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paranormal-pajama-phantom · 2 years

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can I request a Steve Rogers x reader head cannon

Y/n takes a bullet for Steve (and survives ) and he visits her in the med bay telling her that she shouldn’t have done. he then says he loves her and kisses her

I like this idea a lot its an interesting idea to think about

💕Steve with an S/O who takes a bullet for him 💕

-Very upset with you

-like super upset

-But he's also really frightened

-for a second he thought he might have lost you and it would have been his fault

-he even contemplates ending things with you because he cant bare seeing you hurt like this

-but then he sees your face and his heart just...unravels

-Smother you to death with kisses and wont stop telling you how much he loves you

-he'll hold you tightly and refuse to let go until another one of the avengers has to come and literally pull him off of you

-after all's said and done then he'll sit you done and tell you how stupid and dangerous what you did was

-Steve won't yell or scream but he does have a semi harsh tone in his voice

-only because he loves you and would be lost if you were gone

Come back soon! 💌

#x female reader #x fem!reader #steve rogers #captain america #steve rogers x reader #mcu #steve rodgers x reader #marvel headcanons #marvel hcs #marvel #fluff headcanons #x reader #headcanons #reader insert #headcannon

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royalwritersoftheuniverses · 2 years

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Had a horrible day at work/internship so this is half head cannon/half story thanks to @sapphire-rogers for an idea with this/to do this.

"Johnny Johnny no-"

Johnny wouldn't have to say flame on because he's already flamed up and riled.

How dare anyone talk to his girl like that

Talking in half sentences and all he can see is red. And we're not taking about the flames coming from his hands.

"Johnny Johnny. Stop. Johnny don't. Look I'm quiting anyway. "

"You shouldn't have to quit he should be let go."

"Johnny its his company it doesn't exactly work like that."

It takes you a while to calm him down and it makes you feel better knowing your boyfriend would commit who knows what for you being treated horribly. And he also gives the extra confidence needed by saying he know you can do it but he just doesn't think you should have to.

Johnny goes with you and sits in the lobby, to his dismay mumbling he could use a dummy to practice on, with a scowl on his face. Human torch or not he wants to go in and stand by your side but you tell him no.

"I'm a big girl I have to learn to do this myself." Even though you're nervous as all hell, no flame pun intended. You feel like you need to do this yourself but happy Johnny came with you. Knowing he'd be waiting with a warm hug afterwards.

Johnny noticed its taking too long, even

Though its not even 5 minutes- but "How long does it take to say I quit?" He wonders.

He walks past the secretary and stands by the door he wants to figure out what's going on so he knows what to say or do- you taught him to have that much patience.

He hears your boss apologize and say it was a misunderstanding asking you to reconsider. You continue to say no despite his offers.

You finally gst tired of this and you politely decline his offers one last time and say it's best for you if you leave if nothing else for your mental health as it had you crying. Ego or not the man did cause it and maybe he'll have some pang of guilt. But you stayed strong.

You get up to leave and open the door to find Johnny with a smile "proud of you" he says as he envelops you in a warm and caring hug.

He knows you are fierce when it comes to friends and family being treated bad but you get nervous when it come to you and that is something you've been working on. He's proud you held your ground and that all the work you did on yourself worked.

You boss came out to try and get you to change your mind again hating you or not- you do the work and do it well in a timely manner.

He sees you with Johnny and went pale.

Now this was fun for YOU.

"You-you're"

"The human torch. Yeah. " Johnny says sticking his chin up in the air slightly and squaring his stance. He introduces himself as your boyfriend.

Your now ex-boss gulps and looks nervous but then pretends he isn't and then says how sad he is to lose you and asks he'd like asks Johnny if he would like to discuss a promotional deal.

Johnny scoff as you both walk away with you leading.

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#chris evans #ari levinson x female reader #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson x you #avengers #andy barber #ari levinson fanfiction #chris evans fanfiction #steve rodgers fluff #johnny storm #chris evans smut #johnny storm x y/n #johnny storm x you #headcanon

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1800jjbarnes · 7 months

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◇ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟕: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◇

A Gift To You

【Synopsis】 : Your sweet boyfriend wanted to share a soft moment with you. But your neediness had other plans. So he decided to take matters into his own hands.

『W.C』 : 915

-> Genre: Ceo Au. Suggestive. Fluff.

Pairing: CEO!Steve x F.Reader

[Warnings] : Teasing. Clit stimulation. Clit play. Thigh riding. Humping. Some use of fingers. Pet names. Vibrating panties.

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There were two simple rules you had to obey whenever you were in the office with Steve. One, always sit on his lap or couch, wherever he could have contact with your body. And two stay quiet unless told otherwise. You see, your lover boy was a very busy man, and normally, if you came over to his work space, it was to drop off food or simply be in his company. But this time, you had headed over to his dimly lit office for another reason. A reason you would normally wait until he was home to ask for. But tonight was different. Tonight, you needed him so badly that you felt like you were going to combust.

So here you sit, perched so quietly on his lap while his fingers click on a keyboard behind you on the desk, and his other hand rakes the mouse at a vigorous pace. You tried to be still and not disturb him, but you couldn’t help but just re-adjust yourself every so often. Wiggling your hips side to side, raking your hands along his shoulders. You were losing willpower fast, and Steve seemed to take notice.

But he wanted to tease you a bit, or in this case, torture you a little. He loved seeing you squirm and become all shy when asking for what you wanted. And in this situation, he, too, was craving for the perfect attention. He quickly went back to touching up the emails he made before closing down everything.

He paused for a moment, thinking back at the way you stomped into the room in your cute little outfit he had bought for not long ago, huffing for cuddles―even though he knew you wanted more than a simple hug―. He thought of a new idea, one that would get you begging for him. So as he finished up his work, after what felt like an eternity. He could finally give his attention to you. “I wanna show you something.” His deep voice suddenly caught your attention, leaning up to see what he wanted.

He leant over to his draw on his desk to pull out a remote.

His smirk never fell from his face as he adjusted himself on the chair so you would only sit on one of his thighs. you didn’t notice the sudden position, thinking it was nothing more than him trying to be comfortable. But when he pressed a button on the little pink remote, you knew the filth he had done.

He had asked you to wear this new lingerie set for him, and you thought nothing about it. But little did you know, the panties we vibrating ones.

His hands dance around your hips as you close your eyes to bask in the music around you. He took this moment to lift up your skirt seeing your pink panties wet against his dark jeans. You didn’t even notice him pull your skirt up until his thumb made contact with your clit making the vibrationhit you harsher. “Like the gift huh?”

Your eyes snap open, locking with his in a second. Your brows scrunched, gulping slightly at the sensation. His free hand gripped your hips tightly, pulling you back, then forth, in a way that sends pleasure through your system. “Show me how much you like them.”

You start grinding your hips without the need of Steve, bracing yourself on his shoulders. Your little pants started to fill the room alongside the low-based song. You could feel your pussy clench around nothing as your humps got quicker. His thumb didn’t move off it’s spot, letting you use not only his thick thigh but his large thumb for stimulation alongside the low vibration. Eyes rolling back, you found the perfect pace, losing yourself trying to reach your climax. Steve could tell you were going to come any second so without another moment his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a hard purple mark along your jugular that you are going to have to explain to your friends tomorrow.

“S-stev—, Fuck…” Your brain was in scrambles, and you couldn't get even a single sentence out before moaning or whimpering soon after. You were so close just a little further, your grinding so harsher and harsh, needing the blissful release, and when Steve clenched his thigh, you lost it. Coming so hard, you saw stars. He finally moved his hand away from your clit, letting you exhale a shaky breath. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you close into a tight embrace. He switched the vibration off shortly afterwards, now bringing silence into the room, with slightly panting and heavy heartbeats.

“So I’m assuming you liked the gift.” He asked, making you giggle sightly before leaning up to kiss his cheek with a goof smile painting both your and his features.

“Yes, I love it…”

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dilfp4trol · 1 year

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I wanna start writing for characters feel free to send a request. I’m considering maybe anyone from

•top gun: maverick

•marvel universe? (Although I haven’t watched any movies for a very long time)

•house of wax (2005)

•the night agent

•maze runner!!

#bo sinclair #the night agent #peter sutherland x reader #bo sinclair x reader #peter sutherland #top gun maverick #top gun headcanons #jake seresin #bradley bradshaw #maze runner #marvel #Chris evans #bucky barnes #Steve Rodger’s #dylan o'brien #newt tmr #thomas tmr #minho tmr

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aerysa-targaryen · 2 years

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Hello everyone! My request are open for the first time! Don't hesitate to give me some ideas.

(also, English is not my first language, so I apologize for the errors I do)

𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔

I can write fluff, sad, angst, every ideas that comes to your mind.

I don't write gore, sexual assault or rape.

I only write headcanon, imagine or one-shot.

All of my writing are gn!reader or f!reader

I'm only writing "x reader"

I can write platonic or romantic

𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧

→ Rhaenyra Targaryen

→ Daemon Targaryen

→ Viserys Targaryen

→ Aemond Targaryen

→ Alicent Hightower

→ Ser Criston Cole

→ Corlys Velaryon

→ Leanor Velaryon

Other characters are coming...

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫

→ Galadriel

→ Halbrand

→ Elendil

→ Isildur

→ Miriel

→ Arondir

→ Adar

→ Durin

Other characters are coming...

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

→ Frodo Baggins

→ Sam

→ Merry

→ Peregrin took

→ Boromir

→ Aragorn

→ Legolas

→ Arwen

→ Elrond

→ Faramir

→ Eowyn

→ Eomer

→ Theoden

Other characters are coming...

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭

→ Thorin

→ Bilbo

→ Thranduil

→ Bard

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

→ Tony Stark

→ Clint Barton

→ Natasha romanoff

→ Yelena Belova

→ Steve rogers

→ Bucky Barnes

→ Peter Parker

→ Wanda maximoff

→ Pietro Maximoff

→ Thor Odinson

→ Loki Laufeyson

Other characters are coming...

More Fandoms are coming!

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