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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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Reader is an ex secret cam girl and starting date, Anthony Mackie. A year of dating, anythony finds out about it and wants her show him what she got

hello, sorry this took so long! I hope you like it!

warning - smut, masturbation, voyeurism, daddy kink, sex tape.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“Hey, baby!” Anthony walks into the bedroom, his eyes staring at something on his phone.

“Yeah?” Your thumb swipes the smudged lipstick from the bottom of your lip, eyes staring at your hunk of a boyfriend through the mirror.

“I found something… Interesting. Do you know what this is?” He stalks forward, turning his phone around, causing your eyes to widen for a split second as they land on an old video of you, the scene playing silently. “Because I swear this is you, but I’m like… Nah, it can’t be! Sebastian wouldn’t send me a video of my girl, I mean. He wouldn’t send me a video of any girl, but when I read that message underneath saying your name. I had to check it out.”

Your brow raises as he continues to ramble. You spin in your chair to face him. “I’m not going to lie. That is me. I told you that my job at the time wasn’t paying enough to be able to eat every day or have a good enough roof over my head, and I did some things to help that. But I stopped after our first date.”

He nods, turning his phone off and placing it down as he leans closer to you. “I ain’t mad, baby. I've got to admit… All those videos I watched, fuck, it made me hard.” His hand comes up and grips your chin. “Why don’t you show me what you got, baby.”

“Yeah? Does daddy want me to give him a little show?” His eyes widen as he nods, staggering backwards onto the bed as you stand and slowly begin to untie your robe. “Did daddy like when I touched myself in front of the camera? Did you wish it was your name I was screaming?” Anthony’s mouth opens and closes, watching your robe drop. Eyes trace your nude form as you begin to set up a camera. “Don’t worry, daddy. This one is just for us.”

He groans as you sit on his lap, your hands moving down your body as you stare deeply into his eyes. A soft moan escapes you when your fingers make contact with your swollen clit, rubbing slow circles as you stare into his eyes. “Fuck, baby. This is so hot!” His hands grip your hips, eyes flickering between your movements and your eyes.

You slowly slip your fingers into your dripping hole, moaning as you curl your fingers. “Do you like this, daddy? Like me touching myself on your lap?” Your head falls back as you continue to thrust your fingers inside yourself. Anthony’s gaze focuses on your hand, feeling his cock swell in his pants, gripping your hips harder as he holds himself back.

“Yeah, baby! I love this so fucking much!” He leans forward, placing rushed and hot kisses against your neck, knowing it’s the most sensitive spot on your body, the part that gets you the horniest. The soft moan that falls from your plump lips causes his cock to stir and your fingers to pick up the pace. The squelch of your wetness fills the room. He begins to suck on your sweet spots, enjoying the sweet sounds that escape you.

“Oh, daddy! I’m so close. Can I please cum?” Anthony reaches down, rubbing your clit. Groaning as you soak his fingers. “Please, daddy!”

“Go ahead, baby. Cum for me!” He watches as you cum, feeling his cock throb as your juices cover him. He holds you close as you calm down. Anthony leans back, catching your hooded eyes as you stare at him. “You feel good, baby?”

You nod, slowly pulling your fingers out and bringing them to his mouth. A moan escapes both of you as his lips wrap around them and suck. Your hand moves back down to grasp his bulge, “You want to make the most of the film, daddy?” You look at him with wide eyes, pouting.

He nods, flipping you both around. His large body was towering over your smaller one. “We’re going to roleplay so much, baby. You better be ready.”

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babyjakes · 1 year

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one boy's hero. [blurb.]

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event masterlists | nyx's half, eun's half

summary | riley's dad is his biggest hero, in every way imaginable.

featured from the wilson family | sam wilson (dad), riley wilson (8 year old son)

warnings | just very sweet and cute and fluffy :'-) i love sam dad a whole lot holy moly, also he named his son after riley<3<3

an | starting this special event off with something sweet and special, for one of my absolute favs— sam <3 this is my first time writing for him, so i hope i did him justice! just the thought of him having a son who looks up to him so much made me sooo soft, hope you guys like this one and enjoy the rest of the event :'-)<3!!!

As he stood before his third-grade class, his little notecards shaking in his hands from excitement, Riley could hardly contain the smile on his face. Standing beside him, as steady a presence as always, Sam was doing everything he could to keep from tearing up. Placing a hand on his son's shoulder, he gave him a smile as the small boy looked back up at him with an indescribable sense of pride shining in his gaze.

Turning back to face his class, Riley cleared his throat before beginning, "My name's Riley, and my special person is my dad." The kids ooh'd and ahh'd in their seats, some of them recognizing him from his line of work. "He's an Avenger!" a young boy from the second row blurted, earning a gentle hush from the teacher. "Yeah, I know," Riley laughed, "Pretty cool, right? Lots of you've probably seen him on TV— to everyone else, he's the Falcon. But to me, he's just Dad." The sweet boy turned to give his father a side hug, earning 'aww's from the audience as Sam fussed his hair playfully.

Trying to refocus on the little speech he'd written, Riley then turned back to his notecards. "My dad is a superhero at work, but to me, what really makes him a hero is all the other stuff he does. Before joining the Avengers, he was a pa-ra-res-cue man in the Air Force," he sounded out his words, "and at home, he takes care of me and my sisters and Mama– and he's the best dad ever." Hearing this little presentation for the first time, Sam couldn't help but gulp down a batch of tears, his heart swelling warmly with pride. "When I grow up, I wanna be just like him: smart, kind, and always ready to help others."

At the conclusion of the speech, the class erupted in cheers. A round of praise could be heard through the room as the pair earned a standing ovation, "Wow, Sam's awesome!" "I wanna join the Air Force too!" "I wish my dad was a superhero!"

Sweeping little Riley up off the floor in a giant bear hug, Sam held his boy close as he whispered in his ear, "That was awesome, bud. I'm so proud of you."

"Proud of you too, Dad," Riley breathed into his dad's embrace, "always proud of you."

"Thank you, Riley. Class, would anyone like to ask Mr. Wilson a question?" the teacher cut in, nearly every hand in the room shooting up in the air. Chuckling at the class's enthusiasm, she turned to Riley and offered, "Riley, would you like to call your friends?"

"Sure!" the boy was pleased to agree. First he chose a girl sitting in the front row, whose eyes went wide with excitement at being selected to ask the hero a question.

"Hi Mr. Wilson!" she beamed, earning a friendly smile from the man, "My question is: who is your favorite Avenger?"

.・。.・゜ ✫ ・.・✫・゜・。.

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wickedsingularity · 4 months

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Six Christmases Advent Calendar 2023 [December 8th]

Six Christmases Advent Calendar 2023 Masterlist

Summary: They had their first date on Christmas Day five years ago, and this year they’re planning something special to celebrate the anniversary. We get to know them as they prepare for Christmas and the anniversary, but something doesn’t go to plan.

Pairings/characters: Sam Wilson x reader (but not really), mention of Pepper Potts and Morgan Stark Warnings: Recovery from injury Words: 237

For @iguess-theyre-mymess

"You were very doting, that Christmas," Evelyn said, smiling playfully before digging into her hamburger, which had just been served.

Even though Sam had been pretty confident her ankle was just sprained, he had insisted on an x-ray just to be sure. It was a mild one, thankfully. But Evelyn was ordered to rest for a week, keep her foot elevated and ice it if necessary.

So close to Christmas, it hadn't been easy for her to obey, but Sam had insisted very very hard and she had caved. The very same evening they had gone skating they had planned on decorating the tree, so Sam had done that, following every order Evelyn gave him. He'd wrapped and delivered the last presents. He'd ironed his shirt and her dress for Christmas dinner at Pepper and Morgan's. He'd made breakfast, lunch and dinner. And he had snuggled the shit out of her the rest of the time, icing her ankle when the pain got too much.

Exactly a week later, like clockwork, Evelyn's ankle had been as good as new.

It had been a long day, but they'd finally crossed everyone off their gift-list. Sam had a small mission that took a couple of days, and Evelyn buried herself in work while he was gone. But as soon as he had come home and she had showered him with care for a few hours, they got to baking.

December 7th | Masterlist | December 9th

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stellatekintsugi · 24 days

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Sebastian Stan

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lives-in-midgard · 11 months

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Visiting Sam and Bucky on the boat

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fandomnerd9602 · 11 months

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Florence pugh x reader plz???

Flo: (laughs) stop it!

Y/N: no I’m serious. You are simply perfect.

Flo: darling I have to-

Y/N: if you were a goddess, I’d worship you every-

Anthony Mackie interrupts…

Anthony: Flo! You’re needed on set. And yes Y/N can come too.

Flo and Y/N walk to the set hand in hand…

#florence pugh imagine #florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fluff #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fandom #anthony mackie #hot celebs #celebrity imagines #celeb imagine #celebrity imagine #celebrity x reader #actor x reader

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youre-amazing-say-it · 2 years

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We’re Terrible Influences

Paring: Avengers Cast (Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, Scarlett Johanson) x Reader

Summary: Part of the Civil War cast throw a 21st birthday party for you

Warning: drinking, swearing, hints of anxiety, drunk reader, WE GET SAD

A/N: Flufftober Day 4, this was fun

“SURPRISE!!!”

“You have got to be kidding me”

You looked at the three men boys in front of you; Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, and Chris Evans. They had the goofiest smile on their faces, one holding a birthday hat, the other a sash, and a shot glass with clear liquid in it. “I told you guys multiple times I didn’t want a party.”

"We know," Chris said, "and we don't want to force you to do this." he continued. "But it's your 21st birthday, and if you don't get drunk then you are doing it wrong." Sebastian continued. "Actually I'm doing it right because I'm not pushing my body's limits-"

"NOPE! You don't get to be smart tonight. that can continue tomorrow. Tonight you get to have fun and get drunk with your favorite people in the world." Anthony said as he tried to hand you the clear glass.

"I told you no. The only reason I came over was for the birthday movie night we had planned." You said you try to push past the guys. But they weren’t having it and blocked you out.

“What’s going on? Are you nervous or something? Cause we are all very responsible adults.” Chris said as the three men have you the cheesiest thumbs up, making you laugh.

“It’s not that, I promise. I just don’t want to.” You said as you started subconsciously rubbing your thumb over your hand, a telltale sign that you were holding something back.

“No you are doing the thumb thing; what’s on your mind,” Seb said as he took one of your hands and held it. “I don’t know how I’m going to act when I’m drunk.” You said as you felt yourself exhale.

“So?” Chris asked. “So, I don’t want you to see me when I get to that point. I don’t know if I’m going to be happy, giggly, sad, or throwing up over the toilet.” The boys looked at each other before laughing a bit. You slapped each of their chests. “This isn’t funny, plus we have work in the morning. So there is also a valid reason as to why we can’t do this.” Anthony grabbed his phone before showing you a text message from Joe Russo

“Tell Y/n we took her off the call sheet for tomorrow. I don’t want to be emotionally responsible for her not having a 21st birthday party.”

You looked back at the boys as they all looked at you with raised eyebrows. You contemplated for a bit before holding out your pinky. “You promise that no matter how I turn out tonight if I get to that point, you will take care of me and have no judgment?” You said very seriously. They each took a free pinky and wrapped it around yours. “We promise,” Seb said as you all let go. You took a Breathe before reaching for the hat and sash. “Here goes nothing,” you said as you took the glass from Anthony's hand and took the shot. “yeah/Woo/let's go!” The boy said as you handed the glass back and started coughing. “That taste disgusting.” You said.

“You never had a shot before?” Anthony asked as you all walked into the house. It was at Chris’s AirBnB in Atlanta. “I have but I’m still not used to it.” You said as you walked into the living room. You saw that Scarlett was also there.

“Okay birthday girl, what do you want for your first drink?” Seb said ask we walked towards a counter that had tons of liquor, seltzers, juices, and beers on it. “Surprise me.” You said as you looked at Scarlett. She came over and gave you a hug. “Happy Birthday my love, are you ready?” Scarlet said as she fixed the hat on your head. “Ready as I’ll ever be.” You look towards Seb as he walked over with two drinks in hand and gave you one.

“What’s in this?” You said and you sniffed the top. “Vodka and Cranberry, a simple drink,” Sebastian said. You took a sip from it. It wasn’t too bad. “So we doing beer pong, kings cup, what the plan?” You asked.

“We are going to start off with Never have I ever. If you have done it you take a sip, and every 5 sips you take a shot.” Chris said as he brought over the Tito and shot glasses. “That sounds like I’m going to get drunk fast.” You said he placed them down at the table. “Well yeah, that’s the point,” Anthony said.

“Not fair. As the birthday girl, I think after this we need to play a game where everyone has a chance to get a little tipsy.” You said as you sat down on the velvet couch. “Okay, after this we will do truth or dare,” Scarlett said. “Good! Then let’s begin” you said as you took a sip of your drink.

4 hours later (all I will say about what happened is they found out you are not a virgin, you did drunk Karaoke with Seb, and you told them about your crush on a crew member)

“We are terrible influences, aren't we?” Sebastian said to the two friends standing next to him as they looked at you on the couch, drunk out of your mind. You were currently leaning against Scarlett as she was running her hands through your hair. “We are, but that’s our job,” Chris said.

“This was the best night EVER! Why didn’t anyone tell me it was this fun to drink?” You said as you looked at the boys, swaying a little. “I want more; this is Great.” You said as you tried to get up but you barely got off before Scarlett pushed you back down. "nope. you are officially cut off. You are out of it sweetie." Scarlett said as she rubbed your back now.

"Wait you want another shot?" Seb said as looked at the two girls. your eyes lit up like fireworks while Scarlett just gave him a look that could kill. "Please Sebby I want it." You gave him your best puppy eyes. "Of course sweetie. Anything for the birthday girl," he said as he walked back over to the counter. Chris followed after.

"You aren't actually going to give her another shot, right? Cause she is pretty out of it dude." He said as Sebastian grabbed a plastic shot glass. He took it to the sink and filled the shot glass with water as he looked at Chris. "Of course not. But if there is one thing I have learned from...Tom Holland..god I can't believe I said that." he said as Chris laughed. "is that when his friends are drunk, he gives them shots of water if they really want more but can't take more alcohol." he said as they walked back over to you.

"You guys are the bestest friends EVER! like 10 times better than anyone. I love you all so much." you told your friends. "we love you too kiddo. now come on, last shot of the night for the birthday girl!" Anthony said as he and Scarlett help you sit up. Sebastian handed you the shot glass which you took in your grabby hands. "GIMME GIMME GIMME," you said like a kid with cake. you down the water fast as your friends look at you with goofy grins on their faces. You looked at Seb with one of your famous 'death glares'

"You gave me water you bitch." you said in a serious tone. The others around you couldn't keep their snickers in as they all let out a laugh. "I said I wanted another shot." Your head fell back onto Scarlett's shoulder. "I know sweetie," he said as he sat cross-legged in front of you on the couch. "technically I did get you a shot because you didn't specify you wanted alcohol in it." You moved your legs so you were crisscrossed as well. You put your elbows on your knees as your hands went under your chin.

"I want vodka," you said as you looked into Sebastian's Blue eyes. He copied your movement and put his hands under his chin. "Not going to happen." He replied with a smirk. Chris just laughed and made his way over to you. "Okay, time to bed Squish," he said and he tried to get you to stand up. you pushed one of your hands in front of his mouth, never losing eye content with Seb.

"I'm in the middle of a very important negotiation right now Chris," you said as confidently as you could, although it only came out as a slurred mess. He took your hand off his mouth and wiped it on your sweatpants. "No, because you made us pinky promise that we take care of you if you got to this point, didn't you?" You turned to look at Chris and felt your eyes well up. you nodded your head as you wrapped your arm around Chris's neck. "You guys are so nice to me," you said as you let tears out onto his shoulder.

This came as a shock to them as you barely ever cry. You only ever let your guard down around people you really trust. Chris was the only one who has seen you like this. Chris sighed as he looked at his castmates. "Okay, now it's officially time for bed." He took one of your arms and helped you up. your whole body felt heavy and all you wanted to do was nap. You leaned into Chris's side as you felt him put his arm around your shoulders.

"why are you guys leaving?" you said as you saw them head toward the door. "We have work in the morning cupcake, but we had a fun time tonight. Happy Birthday." Anthony said as he rubbed your arm. Scarlett gave you a hug and said happy birthday as well. "Goodnight my favorite 21-year-old," Seb said as he kissed the top of your head that was resting on Chris's shoulder. You look back up at Chris with a tear running down your cheek. "Are you leaving me too?" you asked.

"Nope, don't worry about that now. Come on, I'm putting you in the guest room," he said as the two of you started to walk down the hall. "Did you have fun tonight?" Chris asked. Your eyes lit up again. "It was SOO much fun. Did you know Sebbie could SING? Cause he is really good." Right now you were in between your happy and sad drunk stage, which made conversations very hard for Chris. "I didn't but it was very fun indeed." He pushed open the door to the guest room as he help you get under the covers "it was sad when they all has to leave though." you could see your eyes getting cloudy with tears again. "I know Squish but we have to work tomorrow. But you don't need to, so you get to sleep in," he said as he pushed your hair back. You didn't come to the point of throwing up, but he put a bucket next to you and turned you on your side just in case.

"Can you promise to never leave me?" you asked Chris. He just looked at you with a sad face. He became a very important part of your life over the last couple of years of knowing him. "I can do my best sweetie," he said as he continued to stroke your hair back. You snuggled deeper into the sheets until you felt his hand move off your face. He started to head out the door before he heard a voice behind him.

"Stay, Chris?" you said as you reached out a hand, which took a lot of effort to do. He gave you a sympathetic smile that you couldn't see but you felt his hand intertwine with yours. You let out a sigh as you smiled happily. You two stayed quiet, you still weren't asleep quite yet but were on the verge of falling. "Thank you Chris for the best birthday ever," you said as you finally slipped into dreamland. "Happy birthday Y/n" Chris smiled proudly at you. He gave you a kiss on the forehead before retreating back to his own room.

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multifandom006 · 2 years

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Her boys

(platonic)Chris Evans x Teen!reader (platonic) Sebastian Stan x Teen! reader (platonic) Anthony Mackie x Teen!reader

A/N: reader is 16-17 and this takes place during civil war

Your POV:

Sitting between Anthony and Sebastian while listening to the fans ask questions its like sitting between over grown babies but I didn't mind.

''hi, my question is for Y/N" a fan asked causing me to look over ''yes hi'' I smiled ''what's your question'' I added and leaned forward ''who's your favourite cast mate'' the fan asked and I looked both left and right seeing Seb, Chris and Anthony look at me causing me to chuckle ''gosh that's actually a hard one, I really enjoy girl time with Lizzie and Scarlet but my favourite boys? definitely Mackie, Evans and Stan'' I said and smiled ''good answer'' Anthony said with a smug grin making Sebastian and Chris laugh.

After the panel was over Robert suggested we all go for lunch before we head off back to our hotels for the last shooting of civil war, the car ride was a mess, Anthony was making jokes making all of us hold our stomachs and cry laugh.

I posted a photo to my instagram of the three weirdos

@Y/N__: Gotta love my three goof balls @imsebastianstan @Anthonymackie @Chrisevans

I put my phone away and focused back on the group and then had Evans wrap his arm around me ''we really your favourite'' he asked ''doofus you all know that answer'' ''nah I'm secretly her favourite'' Anthony said proudly, both Sebastian and Chris looked at him ''I don't think so'' Sebastian said.

I wouldn't change these guys for the world, their my best friends and brothers.

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halfrican-heat · 7 months

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wwilsonbarness · 2 months

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when we get home

pairings: sam wilson x bucky barnes

summary: Bucky opens up to Sam about his past.

warnings: mentions of sexual assault, mention of Bucky’s being held by HYDRA, flufff

word count: 1271

a/n: i’m trying to get back into writing so this isn’t written the best but I really wish we got a conversation like this in the show :(

Feedback, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :)

I do not give permission for my work to be copied, reposted or translated on any other platform.

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“Are we gonna talk about it?” Sam almost whispers. Not one word had been spoken between them since they arrived at Sharon's safehouse.

Bucky doesn’t move his eyes from his hands where he was playing with his fingers. “Talk about what?”

“You know what.” Bucky takes a deep breath, he wishes he didn’t know. He knows already that him and Sam aren’t really friends, yet something in him feels safe enough to open up to him.

Sam moves closer to Bucky, close enough that their thighs brush together. “Buck..”

Bucky can feel his eyes grow wetter as the flashbacks of his time at Hydra flash through his mind. He turns to Sam and looks into his eyes, they’re full of trust, full of care. “I just.. I haven’t spoken about that with anyone before.”

“Look, you don't have to talk about it.. just know that you can anytime and I’ll listen.”

“You won’t judge me? Or look at me any different?”

Sam shoots Bucky a slight smile. “I promise.”

“I only remember parts.. a lot of my time with Hydra is still full of gaps, it comes back sometimes at random times but I remember..” Bucky pauses for a second and tries to think of a way to word this.

Sam puts his hand on Bucky’s thigh and squeezes slightly. Once his hand makes contact he worries he might have overstepped but Bucky leans into his touch and pushes those concerns away.

“At first when they found me in the snow it wasn’t bad, I honestly felt relieved that I had been found, but then they told me who they were and I knew I wasn’t safe. I noticed too late, there was no way for me to escape. They locked me in a room and left me there for what felt like days. Food and water would appear in my room but I never saw anyone come in or out. I later found out that they would put gas into my room to knock me out.” Bucky feels like he is going off topic but Sam reassures him he’s okay to continue.

“Once they’d gotten in my head with those damn words, they controlled everything I did. They would use me for their missions as you know, but it didn’t stop there. At one point, I don’t even know when but they moved me to a room and it had windows. At first I thought this was a good thing but then I realised they were only one way windows. I couldn’t see out but they could see in.”

Sam didn’t say anything but nodded, urging Bucky to continue.

“They would take turns coming into my room, one at a time but I could hear the others on the other side of the window. They made me do different things and I’m still putting the pieces together but I remember one in particular. He would make me stand right in front of the mirror and take my clothes off.” Bucky felt Sam tense beside him and looked at him, checking if he should continue. Sam’s heart melted at Bucky, even at his most vulnerable he was checking on others.

“It’s okay, only keep going if you want to.”

Bucky nodded before continuing. “Once I had my clothes off, sometimes he would make me..” Bucky’s voice grew smaller and smaller as he continued, so much so, Sam could almost not hear him. “He would make me touch myself, whilst they all watched. I could hear them laughing, like they were enjoying themselves. The guy in the room, he would keep telling me what to do but he would stop right before I..” Sam gave Bucky a look of understanding, Bucky was thankful he didn't have to say it. “He would do it over and over again, never letting me finish.” Bucky cringed slightly at his wording but kept going. “Once they'd had their fun they’d just leave me there in pain.”

Bucky suddenly felt like he had to defend himself. “And it’s not like I wanted to.. but anything would have been better than having to wait it out.”

Sam can feel his anger rising, thinking back to earlier in the night. Zemo asking Bucky to go back into that mindset and let him touch him was uncalled for. He felt guilty for letting it happen even though deep down he knew it had to happen. Still he made a mental note to apologise to Bucky when the time was right.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to defend yourself. I can’t imagine how hard that would've been.” Bucky felt relieved at that, he almost felt silly for thinking Sam would judge him but after a second he realises probably not everyone would react this way. He really was grateful for having Sam. He made him feel safe and listened to so he kept going.

“There was another man, he only came in a few times and he would touch me.. but…” Bucky took a deep breath and paused for only a moment. “He wouldn’t use the words. He just told me to lie down and I would do it. I just let him.”

Sam didn’t want to interrupt Bucky but he couldn’t let him blame himself for that. “Bucky.. That wasn't your fault. Whether he used the words or not, it was against your will.”

“But I could have stopped him, If i’d just been toughe-”

“Bucky no. Please listen to me when I say this.” Sam shifts sideways slightly and grabs Bucky’s hands. He looks up into Bucky’s eyes and continued. “None of what happened to you is your fault, you had no choice in what happened.”

Bucky can feel a tear run down his face before he can stop it. He quickly brings his hand up and wipes it away. “I’m sorry for this. I know you probably don’t want to hear about it.”

“Buck” Sam chuckles lightly. “I like to think we’re close enough now that we can vent to each other. This is gonna be pretty tough if we can’t.”

This brought a little smile to Bucky’s face. “Thank you for listening to me Sam, and thank you for not looking at me like I'm some freak.”

“You’re not a freak. You’ve been through a lot, that doesn’t make you a freak, that makes you strong. I know this was hard to look back on but I’m glad you felt safe enough to..with me. I’m here for you okay? From now on, we have each other's backs, no matter what.”

“I’m here for you too. You can talk to me, I know I’ve been a bit of a dick in the past but I promise I got you. You can talk to me about anything, I know you’ve been through a lot too. It must be ha-”

Before Bucky could finish speaking, the door swings open and Zemo walks in. “Gentleman.” Bucky pulls away from Sam and wipes his face once more, he absolutely does not want Zemo to crack any jokes about this. He shoots Sam an apologetic look but there's no need, Sam understood and nodded slightly to show that. “ Are you two ready to leave? We’re waiting.”

Sam and Bucky both clear their throat before standing up. Both mumbling a response that sounds like a mixture of “Yes” and “Let’s go”

Zemo leaves the room first and Bucky goes to follow but not before looking back at Sam and grabbing his hand.

“When we get home.” They both smile slightly and Sam squeezes Bucky’s hand.

Sam nods before responding “When we get home.”

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imyourbratzdoll · 9 months

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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

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summary - your partner comes home, and you two best relax by watching a movie together.

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Not A Monster To Me- Bucky Barnes xAvenger Reader Fan Fic

Summary: Reader is an Avenger and working alongside Bucky and they’re friends and one night something changes their dynamic

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of hard past, mentions of self doubt, let me know if I miss anything

(Y/N’s POV)

Since working with Bucky and the rest of the avengers team it’s been great and I’ve gotten really close with Bucky but tonight he just seems very distant and will barely say anything to me. Usually would Bucky would make a smart joke or comment on something but I’ve felt like I’ve been talking to a wall all night long, I should probably see if he’s ok I’m worried about him. We’re at a bar trying to blend in as a couple while waiting for our target to show and I sipped more of my drink and looked at Bucky and said “hey, Bucky you’ve been quiet all night are you alright?” I try to put my hand on his but he moved his hand away and said “I’m fine doll it’s nothing we need to stay focused.” I heard Sam Wilson on the comm in my ear saying “hey you two there a problem over there, you’re suppose to be keeping an eye out” I felt like Bucky was mad at me and it was starting to bother me more and I said “Bucky are you mad at me?.. I feel like you don’t even wanna be here with me.” Bucky looked at me and looked upset and said “no.. it’s not that doll I’m sorry, it looks like they’re not gonna show, let’s get out of here and we’ll talk.” He signaled me to follow him and I walked out of the bar with him and we went back to my place to talk.

(Bucky’s POV)

We got to Y/N’s place and I could tell on the way here that she didn’t say much and I could tell I upset her and I don’t mean to I just.. I worry she won’t understand what’s going on. I sat down across from Y/N and said “hey Y/N before we start I just wanna let know it’s not you ok? I love spending time with you but doll I’m.. I’m going through a hard transition at the moment, ever since I lost my best friend Steve after I came back it’s been hard and I’m just afraid of being close to you.” Y/N looked at me worried and said “why are you afraid Bucky can we talk about that? I promise I’m here for you and I would never try and replace Steve I care about you.” I shook my head and said “it’s not that doll, I’m afraid of hurting you.. I killed people Y/N I’m a monster.” I started crying and said “I hate myself for it ever since stark found out what I did..” Y/N came to sit closer to me and said “no.. don’t doll.” Y/N hugged me close and said “shh just let me, I’m not afraid of you Buck, you’re not a killer or a monster not to me, you wanna stop that, I see this big hearted soft person who cares so much and someone who wants to change and help people.” I didn’t know how to feel because I’ve never had anyone treat me this way.

I hugged Y/N and said “why I was acting so distant towards you earlier, I wasn’t trying to upset you Y/N but I realized after all the time we spent together that I loved you and I was just trying to protect you because I don’t wanna hurt you and what if I accidentally end up doing that? I would never forgive myself because I love you doll you mean so much to me and you’re so kind to me, no one has ever shown me such kindness.” Y/N smiled and said “I love you too Bucky and there’s nothing to be afraid of Bucky I love you and you’re not that person you’re you ok?” I smiled at her feeling my heart flutter, this beautiful sweet woman every time I’m around Y/N my heart skips a beat knowing she sees me for who I am and not as a killer. I cupped her face in my hands and asked her “Can I kiss you doll face?” Y/N nodded with a smile and said “yes you may sir.” I leaned in closer to kiss her sweetly and said “god I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.. I love you Y/N, thank you for not giving up on me, you’re so pretty you know that?” Y/N blushed and leaned in to kiss me and said “I’m not going anywhere Bucky I love you so much, it’s gonna be ok I promise.” God how did I ever deserve such an amazing woman? I finally felt good about myself for the first time in so long all thanks to my amazing girl.

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wickedsingularity · 4 months

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Six Christmases Advent Calendar 2023 [December 13th]

Six Christmases Advent Calendar 2023 Masterlist

Pairings/characters: Sam Wilson x reader (but not really), a dog Warnings: None really, mention of worrying maybe? Words: 283

For @iguess-theyre-mymess

Sam had to go away for a few days between Christmas and New Year's, and Evelyn had spent all the time he was gone at his place. That's when she learned that she liked to bake to distract herself from worrying about him when he was gone.

She'd gone home when he left for his mission, but after just a few restless hours at home, she had grabbed the new key and gone back. She was always worried about him when he was gone, and it somehow felt safer to be surrounded by his things. His place was closer to her work too, so that was a nice bonus.

Watching Food Network snuggled under a blanket with the dog, she'd felt inspired to try to recreate the cake they had made. It hadn't been perfect, but it tasted delicious, and she didn't stop baking until Sam came home.

Every time he went away after that, she and the dog moved temporarily into his place. And if it was near a holiday, she would fill his freezer with baked goods to distract herself from missing him too much. Even after they moved in together, she kept up the holiday baking.

"I like drowning my missing you in flour and sugar and eggs," Evelyn said in response to Sam's comment about her baking. She walked over to him and snuck her arms around his waist, leaning into him. Sam held her close and breathed her in. She smelled like vanilla and ginger and cinnamon and cloves and it was intoxicating in a warm and fuzzy way.

"Do you think the gingerbread cookies are cool enough to decorate now?" he asked, lips moving against her hair.

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Kinktober Day 22- Phone Sex

Sam Wilson x fem!reader (no use of y/n)

Word Count- 929

Warnings- smut (18+ only), masturbation, feelings, established relationship

Notes- I always tend to lean towards soft sex with Sam, but he deserves all the love!! List provided by the lovely @the-purity-pen!

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“Hello?” you answered your phone the moment it rang. Even in the middle of getting ready for bed, you were always quick to your phone whenever Sam was away. You were so worried about missing his call that you kept it glued to your side, “Sam?”

“Hey baby,” Sam’s soothing voice on the other end of the line made you drop your shoulders in relief.

You glanced over at the clock, “Isn’t it the middle of the night for you?”

Sam sighed as he ran his hand across his face, “Yeah,” his voice dropped, “But I missed you baby… I just had to hear your voice.”

“I miss you too, Sam,” you breathed into the phone as you sat down on your bed, “It’s lonely here without you,” you grabbed your pillow, “The bed feels cold when I’m by myself.”

“So I’m just a bed warmer for you?” he laughed as he joked with you.

All you could do was moan softly at the sound of his laugh, “Why else would you call me in the middle of the night, Sam?” your tone dropped.

“You got me there, baby,” Sam’s tone matched yours as he made himself comfortable on his bed, “Maybe I missed more than just your speaking voice.”

You bit your lip to stifle another moan, “So it’s that kind of call then?” you positioned your pillow between your legs as you settled onto your knees on the mattress, “So I can pretend this pillow I have here is you…”

“Fuck baby,” Sam groaned as he wrapped his hands around his cock and stroked it lazily, “In that case I can imagine it’s your hand on my cock instead of mine.”

“Oh fuck,” you moaned as you slowly rocked your hips across the pillow, “I wish I had you here with me right now, Sam,” you breathed heavily, “Wish I could make you feel good, baby.”

Sam pumped his cock faster at your words, “You already are making me feel good baby,” he groaned, “Just hearing you right now is everything I need.”

“Sam…” you breathed as you rolled your head back and rocked yourself against the pillow, desperate for more friction.

“That’s it, baby,” he purred as he worked himself more, “Let me hear how pretty you sound for me.”

Through yours and Sam’s moans, you heard the slick sound of his cock in his hand, and it made a rush of arousal jolt through you. It drove you wild to imagine what he looked like in that moment, laid out on whatever bed he was on with his cock in his hand. Was he alone in the room, or did he risk getting caught while on his heated phone call with you? Truthfully, you weren’t sure which turned you on more.

“Sam…” you moaned his name as you rubbed yourself against the pillow harder, “Want this to be you I’m riding, not a pillow.”

“Cause I’m harder than a pillow?” he chuckled lowly into the phone. But the thought of you riding your pillow and pretending it was him drove Sam wild, and it made his cock leak with precum.

“Yes,” you let out a soft laugh.

“Let me hear you cum, baby,” Sam groaned your name, “I need to hear you cum,” he pumped himself harder and faster to the sounds of your moans.

“Oh fuck… Sam…” the sounds of the fabric rustling harmonized with your moans as you rocked against the pillow faster. You bunched up the fabric to create extra friction with the folds of the pillowcase.

The extra bumps in the fabric along with Sam’s encouraging words was just enough to send you over the edge and with his name on your lips you fell apart. Your body trembled as waves of heat crashed through you as you imagined it was Sam below you.

“That’s it, baby,” Sam purred as his own climax quickly built as he stroked himself, “That’s my girl. You sound so beautiful, baby.”

“Sam…”

With the sound of his name in your blissed out voice, Same came hard. He groaned your name as his release splashed into his hand. His mind swam as he listened to the sound of your heavy breaths on the other end of the line as he rode out his climax on his hand and imagined it was yours instead.

“Fuck, baby,” Sam exhaled deeply once he rode out his climax.

“Sam…” you pleaded his name as you laid down onto the bed and held the pillow close, pretending it was him you held.

“I know, baby,” Sam blinked his eyes open and almost forgot that he was actually alone, “I shouldn’t be gone too much longer… Then I can make it up to you. We won’t leave our bed for days.”

You smiled brightly, “I’d like that,” you sighed dreamily, “You just make it back home to me, alright?”

“You know I always do, baby,” Sam grinned, “Promise.”

“I love you, Sam Wilson,” you almost sounded sad, but it was just because you missed him so much. You had to admit though, when the two of you started your late night dirty phone calls, it did help. But the pang of being alone after it was finished still stung. You just had to hold onto the promise that he’d be back soon.

“I love you too baby,” Sam’s feelings reflected your own, “I’ll see you soon, I promise.” Nothing would keep him from you, especially when he knew what you had in store for him when he made it back to you.

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Making Magic- Rewritten

Summary: You’re an equestrian and you have been for years. Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan are your mentors and father figures-it’s your first horse show and they’re with you. What could go wrong? Or in your case, what could go right?

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x teen!reader, Chris Evans x teen!reader, mcu cast x teen!reader

Warnings: mentions of anxiety, mentions of parental issues, anxious thoughts, tooth-rotting fluff :)

Word Count: around 4.5k?

A/N: hi lovelies! part two is coming soon i swear, i’m just very busy :) here’s the rewrite!!

The funny thing about horse show days is that no matter how stressful they are, anyone in the “show business” would rush to defend them the second someone starts to say anything negative about them. It’s not that they’re wrong though; horse shows can be some of the most exciting and rewarding experiences in the equestrian world. You knew this personally.

Not only have you been equestrian your whole life, you’ve been to countless shows. The thrill of watching someone do what you loved professionally couldn’t be compared to anything else you’d ever felt. The only thing stressful about show days for you was the traffic and finding a place to park. Today was majorly different, though-it was your first horse show.

After waking up at the ass-crack of dawn to get the trailer ready, you finally made your way over to the stable. The route to Mac’s stall was ingrained in your memory, and you smiled absentmindedly at the familiarity of it all. Mac somehow sensed that today was a big day for the both of you, and the minute you stepped in the stall, he came over to you. He nuzzled you as you sat down next to him, his head falling on your knees. You sat there and cuddled him with a smile on your face. The upcoming chaos of the day meant that there was no harm in a little bonding time for both of you.

Much to Mac’s dismay, you stood up five minutes later. You took a deep breath as you put his halter on. The soft material was comforting on your hands as you adjusted it, putting it over his head. You checked you watch and smiled when you saw the time-you had at least an extra thirty minutes. Instead of leading him straight to the trailer, you led him to a tack stall. You grabbed your grooming bag and took out the curry comb. Dirt flew off of Mac’s coat as you brushed gentle circles through his coat. It confused you how he managed to get this dirty, you’d bathed him last night!

The familiar grooming routine allowed you to fall into a bit of a daze. It was a common theme-you’d always found it easy to get lost in horses. Your relationship with your parents wasn’t the best, but your dad was an actor in the MCU. This, of course, set up a bunch of connections for you with almost everyone who’d ever stepped foot on the set. It didn’t even come close to making up for the absence it had created with your dad, but you were pretty thankful you at least had this. It was nice to be able to have someone to look up to.

In your case, though, it wasn’t just one person. The whole marvel cast had made it their mission to be there for you as much as they could when they found out about your situation. 75% of your time was spent with at least one member of the cast, and if you weren’t physically with them, they were almost always texting you. It was a little bit overwhelming at first-going from almost no attention from family to almost always having someone to talk to was a huge change for you. You’d grown to love it eventually. As you got to know them, you realized that they were genuinely some of the most caring people you’d ever met. You got close with all of them, especially Sebastian and Chris (Evans, of course.) They took on the roles of mentors and father figures in stride, and you really couldn’t be more appreciative of the change in your mental health that caused.

If you were honest, the only reason you’re where you are right now is because of those two. When they found out about your pure passion for horses and realized you didn’t have the resources to be fully invested in the sport, they took major action. Chris did a lot of research. There were some days where he was still up when the sun rose, tired eyes staring at a computer screen as he scrolled relentlessly through articles. After about a week, he and Sebastian approached you asking if they could help you out. At first, you gave them a hard no. As you expected, though, they kept pushing. You gave in after a solid two hours of nonstop begging, albeit reluctantly, and then found out they already managed to buy an old barn for you. You were pissed off at first-they didn’t even ask you before they bought it-but you settled down when you saw the place.

Seb and Chris had insisted it wasn’t a big deal. Logically, you knew it wasn’t. They had so much money they didn’t even know what to do with it, and it made sense in their heads. The fact that they’d both come to see you as a daughter figure only added to the idea. The minute they saw the ad online, they were instantly charmed and knew you would be too. So they did the logical (okay, maybe not that logical) thing and bought it.

The minute you pulled up to the place, you’d instantly fallen in love with it. It was a little bit on the older side, but it was evident to you that it could be turned into a work of art with a little bit of work and love. It was tucked away into a quiet area with trees surrounding it, making it more charming in your eyes. The red and brown paint was faded, and the barn’s 5 stalls were coming apart, but you had faith. The pasture was huge, giving you more and more inspiration for the future of the barn.

It took the three of you (with a boatload of help from the cast) about a year to get it fixed up, but when it was done, you were very proud of it. It was one of the most gorgeous barns you’d ever seen. It had a comforting aura surrounding it, and you still take solace in that every chance you can. When you got Mac, you stopped spending your days repairing the barn. It got more and more common for someone from your close circle to walk in and see you in Mac’s stall or out in the arena. Everyone adored the Palomino, sitting and watching as you worked on showjumping in the arena or put up dressage letters to work on another test.

A tap on your shoulder brought you out of your thoughts, and you turn around to find Chris with a soft smile on his face.

“How ya feelin, kiddo?” he asks you kindly, looking Mac up and down as if to reassure himself that he’s still there.

“I’m okay. A little lost in thought, but that’s normal I think? Where’s Seb?” you question him, one eyebrow arched at the missing presence.

“He’s hanging out in the truck. He’s very excited to make our first pre-show Starbucks run!” Chris says, shimmying his shoulders with a teasing smile on his face. You rolled your eyes, having expected that. It’s well-known among everyone that Seb’s a sucker for Starbucks, seeing as he doesn’t hide it very well.

With the knowledge that all of Mac’s tack is in the trailer already, you hooked his lead rope back onto his halter and led him to the trailer. Chris followed behind in a way that reminded you of a lost puppy, a giggle escaping your lips at the thought. Thanks to the treats you used to bribe him, Mac goes in easily, snorting loudly at the treat you gave him. After making sure the trailer’s locked up and closed correctly, you hopped in the truck and took your signature spot between Chris and Sebastian.

“Starbucks time?” Sebastian asked, eyes lighting up at your nod.

30 minutes and a coffee run later, the three of you were finally headed to the showgrounds. You stole the aux as usual, your favorite music blaring through the speakers. They both danced and sang with you, the energy in the truck way more hyped up then humanly possible at the early hour. The sun was just starting to come up, giving you the view of one of the most beautiful sunrises you’d ever seen. The ride to the grounds was peaceful, a stark contrast to the upcoming events of the day. The second they parked, the mood shifted from peaceful to anxious instantly. You got out quickly, climbing over poor Chris in the process, and got Mac out. The ground crunched under his hooves as you led him around, leaving Chris and Seb to prepare what they could for you.

Sebastian walked over to you first, noticing the anxious manner in which you walked him around the parking area.

“You doin’ okay, darlin’? I know you’re nervous but pacing with Mac isn’t going to help. What can I do?” he questions, words coming out in a mouthful.

“I really don’t know. I need to go lunge him but I’m so stressed out right now I feel like I’ll trip over my own feet.” you admitted in a soft tone. Sebastian’s heart clenched at your words.

“What if I come in the ring with you to lunge Mac? Or I can go grab Chris if you want. Remember how you taught us all that stuff about lunging and shit? We’ve gotcha this time. Let us help, honey.”

You weren’t expecting tears to form in your eyes at his words. Instead of showing your face, you barrelled into him for a hug. Mac’s lead rope fell to the side as Seb’s arms wrapped around you, letting you take all the time you needed to breathe before you pulled away.

“Can you come in with me after you go let Chris know where we’ll be? You know how he is, he’s gonna wanna come watch even though I’m not even on Mac.” you sniffled, and Sebastian nodded and headed off. You hooked Mac’s lunge rope on his halter and led him into the ring, making sure you were alone so you could safely lunge him.

A few minutes after getting him to a working trot, Chris appears in your line of view, smiling at you from the edge of the arena. Before long, Sebastian is heading towards you, cocking his head as if to ask if you needed any help. You grinned reassuringly at him and looked back at Mac. When you finally got him into a working canter and warmed up, you waved Chris over.

“Could you go set up some jumps for me? I’m gonna lunge him over some smaller verticals. Maybe 2’3?” You asked him.

“Absolutely, I’ll set a line up. Want me to get Sebastian to hold him while you go get changed? I know it’s a little early for that, but it’s cold out. I don’t want you getting sick.”

You nod as you head to the truck, gathering your clothes in your arms while you walk to the back of the trailer. You eventually decided on a long-sleeve white riding top, one of Chris’ hoodies to go over it, and a pair of your favorite sweats. You wanted to put off changing into your actual riding clothes until Mac was tacked up.

You got back to the arena to see an absolutely adorable scene. Sebastian is holding Mac while snuggling his neck, and Chris is sitting on a jump doing his best to measure it. You grabbed your phone out of your pocket and snapped a quick picture, heading over to help Chris and take Mac from Seb.

You worked him back up to a canter, lining him up with the line Chris set up. You grin as he jumps it flawlessly, smile growing even wider as he jumps it even better the next time. Confident you could raise the vertical again, you signaled Chris over, pointing to the jump.

You’d made the decision to show in the 3 foot jumpers as well as the 2’8, so you had Chris set up two verticals and an oxer. The oxer was 3’2, just in case you qualified for the bonus round, and the verticals were 3 feet. You lunged him over those jumps for about half an hour until you were satisfied, Chris and Sebastian watching from the sidelines with proud smiles on their faces.

“Ready to tack up?” Chris asked as you walked over with Mac in tow. You nodded, and together, you headed up to the barn area. Sebastian checked you in while Chris helped you find Mac’s stall. The barn itself was pretty much deserted-it was around 9 in the morning, and the show didn’t start until 11. Putting Mac in his stall, you ran to the truck and grabbed your tack box.

You’d decided on a wintergreen saddlepad the night before, a choice much approved by Chris. You hooked Mac onto the crossties and brushed him again, getting as much dirt off as possible before you started to tack up. The saddlepad went on first, and after adjusting it a little bit, you threw the saddle and girth on. After you put the bridle on, you handed Mac over to Sebastian and ran to the bathroom to change again. You changed out of your sweats to put on your “show-worthy” breeches, and zipped up your boots as quickly as you could. Grabbing the helmet you haphazardly placed on the sink, you jogged out to the warm-up arena to meet the boys. After adjusting your stirrups, Chris gave you a leg up and you got situated in the saddle.

You thanked everything that the arena was empty as you came into a posting trot, pointing the boys to the jumps you wanted set up. You let yourself do a few laps around the arena as the boys set the jumps up, doing a few breathing exercises as you went. Picking up a canter, you did your best to find your distance to the first line. You clicked at Mac as you rode over the first one, losing your balance a little bit at the second one. The adrenaline started to kick in as you easily went over the last two, giving Mac a pat as you brought him down to a trot. You came back around and went over them again, trying to get the distances as perfect as possible. You let yourself get lost in the motions, the jumps becoming easier for you both to maneuver. Going over a few more variations of height and pattern, you hopped off and checked the time. You did the math in your head as you led Mac back to his stall.

You show at two, and it’s 10:45-you’ve got three hours to prepare. Looking around, you slowly notice the amount of people there. Naturally, your brain starts to set into a spiral. What if you’re not good enough? What if you embarrass yourself in front of everyone? What if you fall?

Not even a minute later, Chris and Seb walk over. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think they could sense your train of thought. They both had a feeling something was up, and that was confirmed when they saw the tears in your eyes.

“Hiya, buddy, I know it seems scary right now, yeah? But you know that you deserve this just as much as everyone else here, right? We’re both really proud of you, lovie,” Sebastian reassures, Chris nodding along. The boys both pull you into a hug as you feel your anxiety start to calm itself down a little bit.

“How ‘bout we go check out your course?” Seb smiles as you pull back, both Seb and Chris taking one of your hands to lead you to the paper. Of course you’d studied the course the night before-you weren’t a madman-but both the boys wanted to make sure you were as prepared as possible. You had to give it to them-they were doing their hardest to make sure you were comfortable.

“I wish the others could be here,” you mumbled, unfocused eyes scanning the paper for what felt like the 100th time.

“I know, love. You know how Chris is though! He’s gonna be filming the whole thing,” Sebastian teased, both of you laughing at Chris’ mock offended expression.

Little did you know, Anthony, Robert, Scarlett, both of the Toms and Mark were going to be there to surprise you. Chris had decided to get into contact with them a few days prior, telling them that it was our first show. He somehow managed to organize the whole thing, and everyone was out of their minds with excitement.

Once you were confident you had the course down, Sebastian and Chris set out to find as many distractions for you as they possibly could. They took you to the show shoop and grinned as you stared in awe at all of the merchandise they had on display. Your eyes kept wandering to a grey hoodie with the show’s logo on it, but you dismissed it with a grimace when they asked about it. Chris walked off with you to the cafe while Sebastian stayed behind, grabbing the hoodie off the rack and paying for it. It was your first show;they had the right to indulge you a little bit!

The time flew by faster than you could comprehend. Soon enough, it was time for you to get your number and warm Mac up. The boys did all that they could think to do for you-tying your number on your belt, leading Mac to the ring, and sneaking him a few treats. Your nerves steadily got worse as the crowd multiplied, the crowded stands more intimidating than you thought was possible. They did their best to calm you down, but even their comforting words couldn’t get rid of them entirely.

As you rode into the final warm-up ring, Chris and Sebastian ran up to the gate. They wanted to make sure they could send you off, being the proud guys they are. They watched intently as you warmed up a few jumps, excitement radiating off of them. As they scanned the crowd, the boys spotted the cast members in the front seats. Chris was puzzled for a second-all of the front row seats were reserved-but let it go when Sebastian tapped his shoulder. From your point of view, it would be impossible to not see the cast, and this somehow excited Chris and Seb even more.

The minute you got in line, the boys appeared right by your side. They had the biggest smiles you’d ever seen on their faces, automatically putting a giant smile on yours.

“Holy shit!” Seb whispered, blushing at the death stares this got from the other riders in your class.

“I know! I’m fucking terrified. I know the course, I know Mac’s ready, I just don’t feel ready, I guess,” you sniffled, ”but at least I have the same course for my 4 o’clock class!” you stated, sympathy in your eyes for the people who did. Chris reached up to give Mac a few pats on the neck, Sebastian doing the same with a smile.

“You got this in the bag, kiddo. I’m confident you’re gonna beat everyone’s asses out there,” Chris reassured you. You rolled your eyes but smiled anyway, feeling the confidence from the boys practically transfer into you.

“Feelin’ okay?” Seb asks for what felt like the fiftieth time that hour. You nodded slightly, effectively cutting off the conversation as the buzzer sounds for the rider in front of you. The feeling of Mac’s reins in your hands and his gentle breathing grounded you.

You watched the rider with bated breath. She knocks a pole over and ends up falling off, and your face pales. You can feel your heart race accelerating, hands trembling slightly as you tried to keep a hold on the reins.

“Shit, shit, shit!” you mumble, as Chris and Sebastian stand stiffly, jaws clenched so hard they could make diamonds. It was obvious this made your anxiety worse; so far, no one had gotten a clear round. You feel Chris’ hand on your leg and Sebastian’s hand in yours as you take a deep breath, their touches a simple way of saying they’re right there. The rider comes out of the gate looking devastated, and you give her a small nod. If it was even possible, your heart begins to beat faster.

You guide Mac into the gate and walk into the arena as the announcer begins her speech.

“Next up we have miss Y/N L/N! We’ve heard very good things about her, and cannot wait to see her ride. She’s on her horse Making Magic, aka Mac! You may start your round at the buzzer. Best of luck to you both!

Starting your courtesy circle, you bring Mac up into a canter around the arena. You gaze out at the stands, and you do a double-take. Sure enough, your cast is here. You feel your heart beating ten times faster, the pressure you’re under scaring you a little bit, but a glance at Chris and Sebastian and a deep breath clear your head.

The second the buzzer goes off, you made your way over to the first jump. It was clear you had no time to waste-the time allotted was barely enough for a rider who gallopped through the course. You soared over the first jump without effort, squeezing Mac with your heels to encourage him. Mac, being the angel he is, immediately does what you ask, letting you both continue the course easily. When you get to the second-to-last jump, the freakout sets in. Two other riders had previously fallen off over this jump. You swear time slows down as you scan the crowd for your boys, making eye contact with them. With a nod from Seb, you take a deep breath and count your strides. He eases into the distance, both pairs of eyes focused on the jump. They get there a stride too early, throwing you a bit off balance, but your faith in Mac never ceases as you coax him over it. The missing stride throws you out of your saddle a little bit, but what you choose to focus on is the fact that no poles were knocked down. A glance at the scoreboard reveals no penalties. You exhaled sharply as you realized there was only one jump left, using the reins to turn your horses’ head to it.

“Easy, easy,” you mumble, doing what you can to line the both of you up. Pushing Mac to his max, you get there at the perfect distance.

The second you both hit the ground, loud cheers break out from the whole crowd, and an ear-splitting grin comes onto your face instantly. You wave at the crowd, laughing when you spot the cast practically jumping up and down to get spotted by you.

“There you have it, folks! That was the last rider in this class, Y/N L/N, with the first and only clear round! Congratulations, you two!” The announcer said, a smile clear in her voice. You trotted out of the arena and headed straight to the cast, with one of the biggest smiles you’ve ever had on your face. Chris, Anthony, and Tom ran up screaming. You did your best to side-eye them but all hopes were lost when Sebastian started jumping up and down, causing you to giggle like a toddler.

“Holy shit! That was awesome! I told you you could do it!” Chris yelled, Anthony and Tom ecstatically nodding their heads at you as they patted Mac.

Everyone else ran up to congratulate you with huge smiles on their faces, and you couldn’t help but feel excited for your next round.

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