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#Steve Rogers
muliwam · 3 days
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Bother
wc: 1.9k
pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader
Summary: Reader got hurt during a mission, almost loosing their life. Bucky confesses his love for her.
cw: Y/n is used a few times throughout the story, cursing, Blood, Reader almost dies, allusions to smut, L-bombs, Bucky being an adorable overprotective baby
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"Y/N, guard at 6:00." Sam say to you through your earpiece.
Your on a mission with Sam, Bucky, and Wanda, trying to get a new serum that HYDRA got their greasy paws on. Tony got access to HYDRA's confidential files and found out that they are making a new serum, but it was not specific as to what it was. He sent you four out on a mission to get it before they try experimenting on innocent civilians.
You are inside the facility trying to get past security while Sam is working on turning off the cameras. You and Wanda are going to fight off the guards while bucky sneaks past to grab the vial.
"Okay Wanda on my signal-" Before you can finish she goes ahead and starts fighting off the guards. You stand up, confused as to what she was doing.
You saw Bucky run past Wanda, the guards not seeing him due to her Hypnosis and the red pigment surrounding her. You were about to go up to Wanda until you got pulled away by someone. You immediately turned to fight off whoever was attacking you.
Turns out it was a security guard you guys didn't notice. You cursed at bucky for not letting you bring some sort of weapon other than a knife.
"Trust me, my training skills will get you anywhere in life, Doll."
Yeah right.
As you were fighting the guard off (Natasha Romanoff style lol) you didn't notice that he still had a gun in his hand. He shot you in the leg right before you saw the opportunity to stab him in the stomach.
The guard was on the floor bleeding out, as well as your leg. Your tried to put pressure on it as to stop the bleeding but you were too weak.
You heard Sam through the earpiece call for backup, "Y/n I'm going to need some help here with the serums. Turns out they have boxes full of 'em. Looks like they were trying to ship them someplace."
You tear a piece of your shirt off to wrap around your leg, the flimsy cloth not doing much to hide the damage. Your entire right leg feels numb and your pant leg is soaked in blood.
Thank god your pants are black though. You arrive to where Sam was, him obviously not realizing that your limping. But, you don't say anything, not wanting to be a bother.
"Alright sunshine, lets get these in the quinjet." Sam says while grabbing Large boxes from a room. You go to lift one up but struggle. You feel light headed but brush it off and continue to take boxes, despite the pain shooting up your leg.
"Where's Bucky?" You ask Sam, your breathing slightly uneven.
"On his way back with Wanda. They're grabbing the rest of the Vials." Sam said whilst grabbing more boxes.
You guys finally finish putting the boxes into the quinjet when you realize you forgot your knife.
"fuck..." You muttered to yourself. That was the knife bucky gifted you last year on your birthday and you've used it every mission.
"I'll be right back, going to get my knife." You yell to Sam before walking away.
As you were limping back you bent down to pick up your knife until you saw everything go black.
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"Lets get out of here, We all made it out alive and I think we deserve some drinks." Bucky say while clapping his hands together.
"Yes, I would die for a margarita." Wanda groans.
" I think we had some pretty good teamwork, terminator." Sam smirks towards Bucky. Bucky rolls his eyes.
"Whatever." He walks to grab a water while the jet is taking off until he notices something off.
"Doll?" Bucky looks around the jet but doesn't see you.
"Hey where's y/n?" Bucky asks, panic flashing over his features.
"Um, I thought she got back on the jet? She told me she was going to get her knife." Sam says standing up and looking around. Though it was obvious she wasn't there. The jet was not that big.
"Hey, Hey! Stop the jet!" Bucky yells while pressing the button to open the door to the jet.
"c'mon buck we can just land the plane, don't pull a Steve and jump out the window." Sam chuckles slightly concerned.
"Y/n is still down there, Sam." Bucky states coldly. The plane quickly landed and bucky ran out without waiting up for Sam and Wanda.
"FUCK!" Bucky yells, afraid, mad, and frustrated all at once. He ran all over the facility but he couldn't find you. He was smashing windows and kicking down doors but there was no sign of the one thing he needed most. You.
"Hey sarge, over here!" He hears someone yell. He runs to where the voice is coming from to be met with Sam in front of your unconscious body, trying to wake you up.
Bucky runs over to you lifting you into his arms. "Doll, Doll, wake up for me honey please. Wake up, please." He whispers. holding you close while running to the jet as fast as he could.
"C'mon buck we gotta get out of here. HYDRA agents are surrounding the place." Sam yells to bucky.
Bucky runs onto the Quinjet and sets you on a row of seats while the jet take off. "W-wanda do something please she's losing too much blood!" He yells crying because you wont wake up.
He checks your pulse to feel that its very weak. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK" Bucky yells, and punches the ground, almost smashing a hole through the jet.
"Bucky calm down, I got this." Wanda says, using her powers to take the bullet out and heal your leg. Bucky sighs in relief, but your still not awake.
"W-why isn't she awake? I though-" Wanda cuts him off. "She lost too much blood. We will have to wait and let her body produce more. She needs to rest." She says calmly which, quite frankly, is pissing bucky off even more.
Bucky groans in annoyance but lifts you into his arms and holds you close to his chest, whispering a soothing lullaby his mom use to sing to him when he was hurt as a child.
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You woke up to a pounding headache and a ringing in your ears. The last thing you remembered was passing out on the floor at a HYDRA facility. You look at your surroundings to see that your in the infirmary, with a nasal cannula in your nose, and a heartrate monitor on your left. You were put in clean clothes and your leg felt perfectly fine.
You look to your right to see bucky passed out asleep on a chair next to your bed.
"Buc-" you try to say but your throat is too dry. You look on your side table to see a glass of water set out for you, so you decide to drink it. You drink the water in 2 big gulps.
"Doll? Your awake?" You hear bucky say.
He shoots up and gives you a hug. "Y'know for a moment there I thought I lost you." He chuckles, his voice sounding muffled inside the crook of your neck.
"You couldn't get rid of me even if you tried." You laugh, your voice still a bit hoarse. You hug bucky back weakly.
"Doll, don't ever do that again, okay?" He says, resting his forehead on yours.
"I'm sorry bucky..." You apologize, feeling bad that he had to go through that.
"No, No, don't be sorry doll. s'not your fault. I should have made sure you were in the jet before you left. But you also should have told someone. You could have lost too much blood and....." He hesitates, scared to say the word because the thought terrifies him.
"I just didn't wanna be a bother." You say, fiddling with your fingers.
"Doll, you're not a bother and you know that. You need to say something next time. Okay?" he asks softly.
"Okay." you nod.
You can't help but admire his features. His hair all disheveled on his head, Bags under his eyes from the 72hr mission, and from staying awake until he knew you were okay. But none the less he looked beautiful.
"wha'cha staring at." he teases playfully.
"you." You say truthfully, looking at his lips, then back at his eyes.
Bucky slowly leans in to kiss you, something he's been longing to do since he met you for the first time. The kiss was slow, passionate, and full of love.
Bucky wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss. "I love you." He says, incoherently against your lips. You pull back, panting slightly.
"Huh?" You say as you tilt your head in confusion.
"I love you, doll." Bucky says smiling at you.
You froze.
Did you hear him right?
No... Bucky Barnes did NOT just totally admit his love for you. Like, dude... You're in an infirmary, half dead, and he just told you he loved you.
You realized that you were silent for too long, leaving Bucky feeling uneasy.
"Shit! sorry.... I uh..." He steps away and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.
"No, no its uh... fine..." You say slowly, twiddling with your fingers. There was a suffocating silence between you two and you were dying for it to end.
Is not that you didn't love him back. Of course you did, after all you both went through together. You were just shocked. You felt bad for ruining the sweet moment.
Meanwhile, bucky was cursing himself for even uttering anything, knowing that if he kept his mouth shut you two would be doing much more than kissing.
"I uh... should go..." Bucky hesitated, before heading towards the door.
"wait!" You yell out to him.
He turns around and looks at you expectantly.
"I'm sorry... I didn't want to come off that way. I just... was shocked, is all." You mumbled.
"Oh, cool... i guess." He said, shifting his weight to his other foot.
"So um, I'm gonna go now.." He threw finger guns to the door.
"Bye..." He walked out slowly... a little too slowly.
"Bye... I- I love- I love you too..." You spit, your voice raised out of excitement and adrenaline.
bucky paused in his steps for a second before smiling like a kid in a candy store, and walked out the room.
Steve walked by, on the way to check on you when he noticed bucky had a little more pep in his step.
Very unusual for Bucky.
"What's up punk? Why you so happy." Steve chuckled slightly while lightly hitting Bucky's shoulder.
"Life's great man." Bucky says while smiling before walking off to go create a vision board for your future wedding.
Meanwhile, Tony and Bruce were watching you and Bucky's interaction, giggling and smiling like idiots, since you woke up.
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hope you enjoyyyy (:
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Steve: Tony, did you happen to hear my announcement?
Tony: I hang on every word.
Steve: I’m going to assume that’s sarcasm.
Tony: Correct.
Steve: So you didn’t hear my announcement?
Tony: I’m barely listening now.
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negativesd09 · 2 days
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You'll be the saddest part of me A part of me that will never be mine It's obvious Tonight is gonna be the loneliest You're still the oxygen I breathe I see your face when I close my eyes It's torturous Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
THE LONELIEST - Måneskin Stony 1872 kiss 48/50 - Hello, I bring you some stony kisses <3 (Also, if you like my art, I would be very grateful if you could help me sharing my commission sheets, I have little to non reach at the moment and I'm struggling a bit, thank you <3)
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So I'll watch your life in pictures
like I used to watch you sleep
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mjolnirswriststrap · 2 days
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Not My Type Pt. 2
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(The look on Steve’s face when he realizes what your doing 😭)
Part 1 Masterlist
Bucky Barnes x Plus Size F!Reader x Steve Rogers
Word Count: 2,623
Summary: Your night couldn’t get any better.
Warnings: sub!bucky, no explicit smut, but suggestive themes.
Tags: @mereptt @mcira @blackhawkfanatic @misz-adrii @f-1-refly @bbhaughen
You couldn’t feel your legs. They were completely numb from the cold. Steve showed no signs of even having a chill. Meanwhile you were reduced to hobbling one leg after the other, only 5 blocks in.
Focusing on the walk, and keeping your breath even; so Steve doesn’t notice how winded you were, sobered you even more than the cold. You now realized your situation. Confidence boost drained as soon as Bucky was out of sight.
You’re grateful when traffic causes you to stop at a crosswalk. You bury your arms under each other and try to stay warm in place. Steve noticed you shivering 10 minutes ago. He didn’t have a jacket to give you so he knew making it home was the best option for warmth.
He didn’t expect to stop, and have a moment to do something about it. He quickly wrapped his arms around you from behind, pressing his full body against you. Your legs were still cold but he provided more than enough heat to warm you. You didn’t mind that no words were shared between you the whole walk, he didn’t seem to either, still smiling when you made it back home.
Climbing the stairs to your door, you search for words to say. Are you both seriously going through with this? Did Steve mean it? Sweat was forming on your palms, you noticed when your keys almost slipped out of your grasp, or maybe it was the trembling.
“I-“ you begin, instantly being cut off. “We should talk, inside.” He says, and your heart drops. He regrets it, of course he does, that’s your luck. You knew it was too good to be true. “No need, I get it.” You say, dropping your head.
“I just can’t do this to Bucky.” he says, sitting down on your couch when you made it inside. You were confused, you thought you were doing this because of Bucky. “What?” Him not being into you was less confusing.
Steve sighs, “I like you, and I wouldn’t mind making you forget all about some asshole at a bar.” Your cheeks flush, you knew he meant fucking you till all you could think about was him. “If that asshole wasn’t Bucky, and I didn’t know just how much he really does care about you.”. Oh.
“Let me get this straight, you’re defending him now?” You stand in front of him, placing your hands on your hips. He has to look up to you. “Don’t stand there like that and yell at me, it only makes me want you more. It’s making this harder than it has to be.” You scoff, “Okay Steve, my brain is literally going to explode if you don’t start talking.” You sit down on your coffee table, letting your knees brush his.
As if this is harder for him. You were dragged into a bar to embarrass yourself by friends that meant well. You found out your work crush wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot poll. You somehow told said crush off in an alley after kissing Captain America. Your night couldn’t get any more rough.
“I know he likes you, he might deny it, but I can see the way he looks at you. He has a weird way of showing it, I know. But tonight, I just kept pushing him and I know he regrets what he said. He’s just degrading you to cope with having actual feelings.” He now takes his turn to face the ground, not being able to meet your eye.
“The way he talked about you didn’t sit right with me. I was trying to show him that looks don’t matter, we looked pretty good pressed together in that alley, and I know he saw that.” He paused, thinking over his words.
“I do like you, I don’t want you thinking any different. But I don’t want to carry on with this if Bucky still has a chance, it wouldn’t be right.” You can tell how sincere he is being, and it has you already forgiving Bucky without even receiving an apology from the man himself.
“I’m gonna be honest with you, Steve.” You rub your sweaty palms on your bare knees. “I can’t just pretend like he never said that. I can see that how much your friendship means. It’s no hard feelings, really. But I wouldn’t put myself in a position where Bucky could hurt me again, if you paid me.” You laugh, getting fully used to douche bag guys.
Steve nods his head, understanding that you owe neither of the men a thing. “He would have to crawl in here on his hands and knees begging for a chance with fatty.” You shrug your shoulders, keeping your integrity.
“That could be arranged.” He smiles, breaking up the tension with dopey grin. You mentally face palm. “Go for it tiger, but I won’t be a part of it.” You give him a thumbs up, and suddenly you’re exhausted.
“Tonight’s obviously not happening, and I have to be in your office with everyone else in,” you squint at the clock on your microwave. “, 7 hours. So, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, leave my apartment Captain America.” You pat the side of his knee, reassuring him that you’re being lighthearted.
“Fine, but I will see you at 8 sharp.” He says, standing from the couch and making his way to your door. You follow behind him, needing to deadbolt it. “Why is he the way he is?” You blurt out, figuring Steve’s the only person who could answer that question.
“If you find out I’d love to know.” He throws his hands up. “People like to think I’m close to Bucky, but he never let anyone in after he was deprogrammed. Not even me, so I think he’s just having a hard time letting feelings for you in, his brain won’t let him.”.
“Why go after my weight?” You ask, as if Steve answers for him. He shrugs “Cause it was basic, and cliché. Made it seem like something was wrong with him, not you. I’ve tried to wrap my head around the new word, ‘fatphobia’ but I can’t, it seems like a personal problem that people project onto other heavier people.” How was he real? Steve Rogers continues to amaze you with every word that falls from his lips.
When Steve opens the door you both come face to face with Bucky. Standing there, having followed you home. Staying a hundred yards back, watching your every move. He stood outside and heard every word shared between you and Steve.
He knew the only thing he could do to make it right. So he did, wordlessly dropping to his knees on your doorstep. “What are you doing here?” Steve tries to interject, but you press your hand to his chest, needing him to be quiet for a minute.
You can’t break eye contact with Bucky, unable to believe what he’s doing. His eyes are red, cheeks stained with tears. A smug smile falls on your lips and you pull Steve along with you as you walk backwards. Giving Bucky room to step into the house.
He leans forward, placing both palms on the carpeted entryway. Your hand on Steve’s chest can feel the shallow breaths he was taking. But you couldn’t think to hard about him right now, Bucky was crawling on his hands and knees towards you, with giant blue puppy dog eyes, that literally leaked with regret.
Once Bucky made it to your feet, he sat back on his heels, holding his hands in his lap. “I’m sorry.”, his eyes fill with more tears, “Everything Steve said was right.” He sighs, looking over to his friend.
“I don’t know how to let people in. I’m insecure, and possibly the dumbest man alive.” He reaches out and grasps your hand, needing you to feel his sincerity. His eyes set hard, having difficulty admitting the next part, “You scare the shit out of me.”.
You let out a laugh, breaking up the tension in the room. “I scare you?” You didn’t mean for it to come out as loud as it did, but you were still upset. He nods, pressing his eyebrows together. “Yes.”. He comes closer to you, till his chest bumped against your knees. He held both hands now, “Please, forgive me, I’ll do anything. You’re the only person in this new world that makes me feel, anything. After I was deprogrammed, you were the only thing that felt normal, like home. Not Brooklyn, the past.” He takes your stoicism as an invitation to rest his hands on your thighs, wanting to physically connect with you while he rips himself open.
“The way you smelled of honeysuckles.” He presses his face against your stomach, inhaling deeply. “Red lipstick always on hand, making your smile brighter than any I’d ever saw. The way you walked up to me on your first day, so brave and confident. You remind me of home and it’s scary.”.
Your heart sank. This whole time, this is how he felt? All the harsh staring and denial was just, homesickness? You look down and feel yourself begin to feel guilty, even though you’ve done nothing wrong. “I didn’t know.”.
Steve, who had stayed silent this whole time, face set in stone, finally speaks up. “No, you didn’t know. So don’t feel bad. Again, it’s his fault for being dumb.” He steps closer to the two of you, starting to feel possessive over you. He wasn’t going to let Bucky get by with a half hearted apology. He could tell he was holding something back.
“I don’t believe it, you’re scared of her because she’s perfect for you?” He squats down to Bucky’s level, trying to intimidate him. Bucky looks between you, not sure if he should answer him. You raise your brow, letting him know Steve peaked your interest.
“Everything I’ve ever known or loved is gone, relics of the past. I’m scared that you might go away too, if you got too close to me.”.
Steve was visibly hurt. Did he not remind Bucky of home? He’s known Bucky his whole life, why couldn’t he let him in? He knew Steve wasn’t going anywhere. The Captain stayed silent, knowing tonight was about the hurt Bucky caused you, not him. He would pay for Steve’s emotional wounds later.
Before he can plot anything in his mind he’s being pulled up from the floor by you. “What do you think his punishment ought to be, huh Stevie?” When he looked at your face all he could see was deviance. Playing along, he pinches his chin in thought. “Hmm, you know, I’d hate to leave without finishing what we started earlier.”. He spins you to face him, letting his hands find the curve of your ass.
“I like that idea.” You bat your eyelashes at him. Your raise yourself up on your tippy toes and kiss him, tangling your fingers in his hair. You hear a whine from the floor beside you. Bucky’s face is red and you can tell he’s confused. “You sit there and be a good boy, then I’ll forgive you and maybe even let you touch me.”. You say, letting both Steve and Bucky know, you’re not the same person in the bedroom.
You loved degrading men. In your everyday life you might come across as sweet, unsuspecting, inexperienced. But you weren’t, there’s no shortage of men wanting a woman to dominate them. You’d never had the pleasure of using one this far out of your league.
Tonight, you were going to take advantage of it. Seeing Bucky crawl on his hands and knees lit a fire inside of you. You didn’t need to hear his apology at that point. Everything after it was pure showmanship. The performance of your life.
The morning came before you knew it. Your 7am alarm blaring through your studio apartment. Steve and Bucky left earlier, waking you up with goodbye kisses, but your foggy, half asleep brain barely registered that they left. You wore your hair down today, letting last nights curls be free. You didn’t opt for makeup, knowing the intense winter training would melt it off anyways.
When you make it to work, you see a lot of sunglasses. “Is everyone hungover?” You ask Natasha who’s nursing a black coffee. “Almost everyone.” She nods towards the two super soldiers standing behind Steve’s desk.
You blush when Steve gives you a wide smile, hoping no one in the office noticed. But of course Wanda senses the change in your footsteps and the buzzing reverberating off of you. She sits beside you in the semicircle of chairs, leaning over to whisper “I’m gonna need details.” She nudges her shoulder with yours, teasing you.
Before you could retaliate, Steve starts the debrief. “Winter training, gotta love it.” The whole room groans as Steve laughs. “I won’t keep you too long, I know you all have a long day ahead of you. But I like to think a good ole pep talk is the best thing for a team.”.
You roll your eyes. You liked Steve, but boss Steve was exhausting. You press your forehead on Wanda’s shoulder, you both hated this cringy kind of thing. “I’d like to remind you all why we train so vigorously. Teamwork. We all preform better together. We have to constantly be adapting to eachother, our strengths, and weaknesses.” He looks into each of your coworkers eyes, trying to drive his point.
“We change, just like the seasons, so pay special attention to your training partner today. They might teach you something new.” The inspirational speech was enough to have you wanting to go back home and go back to sleep, something you only received 3 hours of.
“Wanda, Sam, and Bruce, I want you guys down at the lake. Yelena, Natasha and Clint, go to the helipad, further instruction will be waiting.” He looks at the tablet infront of him, reading off bullet points.
“Y/N, Bucky and I are scheduled to be in the gym. Peter and Vision are already with Tony and Rhodes in the lab. Any questions?” He dismisses everyone after that. He changed it. So smoothly that no one noticed, you’d been scheduled to be at the lake with Wanda and Bruce. Of course Sam wouldn’t protest the change up, Steve just had to ask nicely.
When everyone shuffled out of the room, Wanda reminded you she wanted details over lunch later. Once everyone was gone you were suddenly aware that you were left alone with them. You were blinded by lust last night, not realizing the position you put yourself in. Were you with Bucky now? His confession was pretty serious. Were you with both of them? Was it a one night stand? Are they done with you now that they’ve had their fun? A million questions ran through your head while you waited by the door.
“Ready?” Bucky opens the door for you, ushering you into the hallway. You give him a tight lipped smile, not knowing how to interact with him not on his knees. You definitely weren’t the same person in the bedroom. Your regular self was awkward and embarrassingly nice at times. Would either of them still want you, once they see how different you could be?
They knew you before, and even liked you before. But now they have something else to base it off. Was your dominance too much for a long term thing with them? You have a feeling you’re about to find out, as you all pile into the small room with a wall of mirrors and elliptical.
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meidui · 1 day
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excuse me sirs but the world is in crisis
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deansnoodle · 2 days
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their relationship is something so special to me
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peapea-0405 · 3 days
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I told you, you heard me: I told you never to follow me into Hell. Now I’m not vain enough to think that’s why you’re out here now — if there’s any person in what’s left of this God forsaken planet who’s part of a bigger picture, it’d be you. But I’ll keep saying it until it sticks. You got nothing to prove. I’m not worth much, I damn well know that, but I’ll ask you anyway:
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~ From "The Thirteen Letters" by dropdeaddream and WhatAreFears
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snowzapped · 1 day
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Here it is! The SteveTony Coloring Book is up on kofi!
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(Has anyone done this yet? I'm away and too impatient to wait till I get home to do it properly, so here is a half-arsed attempt from my phone)
You see this idiot? This is my idiot, so keep your damn hands off of him. Capiche?
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frankthesnek · 2 days
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You know what low key makes me sad? The scene in Avengers when Fury finds Steve at the gym to recruit him.
Yeah yeah, Steve is glowing and sexy from working out, and his ass looks great in those sweats.... but think about that (not his ass the other thing). He's sweating. Like seriously sweating....
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How long was he at the gym, by himself (having fucking flashbacks no less!) to have worked up that kind of a sweat? This is Captain America, its not easy to wind the guy but he is very clearly worn out and drenched here. The poor man has been all alone, taking out all his pent up painful memories and emotions on those bags for fucking hours probably. Then Fury just shows up to talk to him about the very thing he is having ptsd flashbacks about! Just uuuugh I hate it!
Steve I just want to hug you 🥺😭
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urcatslitterbox · 1 day
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I need to be destroyed by Steve and Bucky at the same time. I need Steve to degrade me and smack my ass as he fucks me from behind while I choke on buckys cock, pulling whines and whimpers from him. I need them both in me at once fucking me sensless. Steve growling about how much of a slut I am for taking two super soldiers. Bucky losing his mind at the feel of his wet dick against Steve’s while my pussy soaks them more.
Anyways. It’s horny hour could you tell?
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incorrectquotesmcu · 9 hours
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Steve: Yes, I'm a caring a person. And without Tony, I would just keep giving and giving and giving. I'm like a big runaway charity truck and Tony is my off-ramp full of safety gravel.
Tony:
Steve: He knows how to say no. He can always put himself first. He certainly can turn his back on someone suffering.
Tony, looking offended:
Tony: No, really, keep going.
Steve: He—
Tony, looking at Steve: Don't keep going!
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Bucky: *shoots and kills people*
Bucky: *is responsible for some of the most important assassinations in 20th century’s history*
Steve: awww you go babe, you put the “cute” in execute :3
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ash3 · 1 day
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Green luck!
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Avengers changing their heights
A saga
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