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nicestgirlonline · 4 months
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Underneath the Tree
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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader 
Warnings: Lightly smutty! Minors DNI! Angst and romance mostly
Work count: 1.4k 
Summary: Dating Captain America during Christmas time certainly has its cons, but Steve is always there to make it up to you
a/n: ARE YOU EXCITED FOR SOME OOEY GOOEY HOLIDAY FICS??? I'm so excited for you to read this one. My first time writing Cap! Lots of Christmas fluff! Reblogs and comments are so so appreciated! Love you all <3
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There’s a certain amount of Christmas Spirit that is expected from Captain America, that became clear the first year of dating Steve. Tree lighting ceremonies, Christmas parades, children’s hospital visits, charity galas, Christmas parties all across the country. 
Christmas had become a marathon month where you saw less of your boyfriend in person and more of him in glossy PR images. You couldn’t go with him given your full time job. Everybody got a piece of your boyfriend but you. This year you were hoping it would be different, but here you were. decorating the tree by yourself. Partially out of an empty boredom and partially from loneliness that comes this time of year. 
It was nearly midnight when you heard the lock of your apartment click, followed by the clattering chaos of Steve coming in. You could tell he was trying to be quiet, fighting against the noise from entering his bag of presents as well as his shield. 
“Oh, you uh, you already got the tree decorated?” Steve asked, clearly disappointed. You had resisted decorating it for nearly a month. Steve and Bucky chopped down real trees after thanksgiving and it filled the apartment with a wonderful pine scent. You two put the lights on right away, bright multi-colored bulbs that made the room glow yellow, red and blue. But putting up the ornaments was something Steve had wanted to do together. Unfortunately, you didn’t get to be together much during the Christmas season. 
So it stood tall and empty in your living room. A gloomy reminder of your lonesomeness most nights. He had promised you two would decorate it before Christmas, but that deadline was fast approaching. 
He had lifted the huge sack of presents over his shoulder. You wanted to laugh seeing him in his Captain America get up, with a Santa hat and presents over his shoulder. He looked adorable but exhausted.  He placed the gifts under the tree and took off his helmet. He ran his hand through his messy helmet hair then turned to you to give you a kiss. 
“Well, it's going to be Christmas in eight minutes. So I figured I had to at least get started.” You said dryly. He sent you a sad smile. 
“Thank you for saving the popcorn at least. It’s the best part of the tree.” He picked up the popcorn garland that he insisted on each year. A throwback to the old-fashioned decorations he loved. He had lost the argument about tinsel but popcorn garland was a mainstay. 
“You should get some sleep Sweetie. You’ve got the ABC Special tomorrow.” Even with the smile on his face, you could see how tired his eyes were. There were dark bags expertly hidden under some TV make-up. He scoffed. 
“What are you talking about? We’ve got to get this place decorated. I promised before Christmas.” He said already starting to get the garland strung up. “Any of the ornaments left? There’s room up at the top of the tree!” 
You smiled at him. Your frustrations and resentment twisted in your stomach. It was nice that he was trying. 
“I saved you the cutest one.” You handed him his personal favorite. Winter Fighter, a bootleg Bucky figure with both arms painted silver and no eyes. It made Steve laugh hysterically when he first saw it. You started to collect them, until you had a tree with nearly only ugly, knock-off Avengers merch. The red and yellow Mcdonald’s looking Metal Hero, Nordic Space Hero who had brushable blonde hair, the twisted plastic face and bulging eyes from the Commander USA ornament.
He hung the remaining ornaments with care. You really didn’t know how he still had the energy. 
“I love Christmas. I always have. For a long time I didn’t really celebrate it because I didn’t have anyone to celebrate it with. So I'd filled my calendar with all of this - stuff.  All of December I would get to see so many people and make their Christmas’s special. ” 
“Except I haven’t really been here this year, have I?” 
You shrugged, you didn’t want to fight but you didn’t want to lie either. 
“I’ve seen like thirty Christmas tree lightings this month. But this is the only one that has actually made me feel anything.” 
“Because it's so ugly and cheap?” You joked, lightly elbowing him. He doesn’t laugh, instead he grabbed your arm and brought you into him. He moved his hands to your waist. 
“Because it's ours. I hate that I’ve been away from you so much. I keep celebrating Christmas with everyone except the one person I love most.” His voice broke slightly. You could hear his sorrow. You hugged him
The two of you embraced, you felt tender and vulnerable as you swayed in the soft light of the tree. 
“This is all I wanted this year, just to be with you.” you whispered to him. He squeezed you tighter, you snuggled into his warm chest. 
“Well, I guess there’s still time to return all these...” He sighed, gesturing with his head to the gifts overflowing under the tree.
“Hey!” You grabbed his chin as he chuckled at your indignation. “Let’s not get crazy here. You still have some things to make up for.”  You kissed him again. He tilted his head and parted your lips with his tongue. He gently cupped the back of your head, his other hand going to your hip bringing you tightly against his body.  He pulled his lips away, to lean down and scoop you up in his arms.  You let out a squeal as he swept you up in his arms, placing your arms around his neck.  He brought his lips back to yours as he started to carefully make his way towards the bedroom. 
“Wait, wait!” You cried out. Steve stopped in his tracks, his head tilted to the side. 
“I thought we were making up for lost time?” 
“It’s just…the tree finally looks so good.” You said sheepishly, biting at your bottom lip. “It’s kind of romantic, don’t you think?”
Steve beamed. He bent down to nuzzle his nose against yours. 
“Yeah Sweetheart, I think it looks great.” He spun around to place you down on the couch instead. He crawled over you, warmth radiating off of him as he boxed you into place. His lips met yours again, slowly moving against yours. His tongue teasing against your lips, asking for entrance. You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, hugging him closer, you’d missed him so much. You clung to him, hitching one of your legs over his, both of your lips dancing together. 
You reveled in being surrounded by Steve for the first time in weeks. You basked in every part of him. The smell of his cologne, a cedar wood and musk, the sound of his breath hitching as you lift your hips to reach his, the roughness of his calloused hands and the gentleness of his lips. 
“I love you,” he breathed. 
You gazed into his blue eyes, filled with warmth and affection. His beautiful face was illuminated by the twinkling lights of the tree. 
“I love you too Steve.” Glancing at the clock, you could see it was past midnight now. “Merry Christmas.”  He glanced over his shoulder at the clock then back down at you. You could tell what was weighing on his mind. He was the Star - Spangled Christmas Man, he had places to be in about six hours. He cracked his neck then eased back down on to his forearms over you. 
“You know, I think I’m starting to feel a little sick.” You cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Excuse me?”  He let out a few performative coughs before burying his head in your neck. He started to slowly press kiss down to the base of your throat. 
“I think I’m far too sick to even think about going out tomorrow. In fact, I think we are going to have to cancel all of my engagements, until the new year.”  He continued his kissing down from your throat to your clavicle.  
“Hmm well if it's that serious sweetheart, maybe you should just stay in bed all day tomorrow.” You suggested. You let out a happy sigh as his lips continued down to your chest. He snaked one hand down your legs, cupping your pussy and snapping your panties off. 
You tangled your fingers in his blonde hair and you started to push his head further south, which he quickly obliged. 
You knew you couldn't have your boyfriend all to yourself all of the time. But you’ve been very good this year, and you deserved it.
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heliads · 7 months
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Can you do a Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield) x Avenger reader one-shot? The reader is a Hydra experiment turned Avenger who has hawk wings and can fly like a bird. She can hide her wings by folding them like a bird can. She grew up somewhere in the US and doesn’t remember her parents, so the closest thing she has to a family is the Avengers. She meets Peter and starts dating him. Her alias, chosen by Tony, is Hawk, which Peter thinks is a little on the nose.
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You know, at moments like this, you’re really not sure if you’re dreaming or not. The setting around you seems real enough, but it’s happened so many times before that you’re starting to progress past deja vu and into entirely new territory. You could do this sort of mission in your sleep, and at this point, you kind of think you already have.
The scene is simple. Someone has attacked New York, and someone must save the city. This time, it’s not aliens or HYDRA knocking down your door but a new kind of inhuman with a bone to pick. At this rate, you get them so frequently that it’s like a regularly scheduled TV broadcast. Have you caught up on the latest season of unhappy mutants? Nah, I’m still three weeks backlogged on super powered individuals who hate us all.
A voice crackles into your earpiece, and you have to blink hard to get yourself to focus again. A lab tech company stole the blood samples of someone with powers in an attempt to understand more about what makes inhumans so utterly not human. The victim, your criminal of the week, is using his fire powers to burn down the company’s headquarters to prove that they’ll never be able to control him.
See, you’re supposed to be out here stopping the guy, but you kind of see his point. You were a lab experiment yourself a while back, and the results gave you powers and a chance to join the Avengers. Your time as a HYDRA science experiment was the worst experience of your life– agony and horror galore, to say the least– and if this guy’s standing up for the rights of the inhumans to avoid laboratories with a little too keen an interest in your inner workings, you don’t really want to kill him for his troubles.
That’s not the Avengers way, though. You weren’t hired for your thoughts on the rights of inhumans, especially those who suffered in the name of scientific progress, you’re here to save the city and the world and the universe, usually all three at once.
Hence the reason Captain America is chastising you to get your head in the game. This isn’t a time for sightseeing, it’s your chance to protect the innocents as the fire spreads. Thanks to the human-sized hawk wings that have been yours ever since your lab days, you’re in charge of the aerial defense of the Avengers, a role they need you for right now.
Today, you’re not a girl, you’re the Hawk, and you have a job to do. Tony Stark was responsible for your induction into the Avengers, as well as that very obvious alias. He’s also desperate for backup from the sky, especially right now.
You sigh, bid your morals a temporary adieu, and soar down from your vantage point in the clouds. The inhuman isn’t expecting another attacker from above, especially not one moving as fast as you. You tuck your wings into your sides for additional velocity, and slam into him hard enough to knock him to the ground. 
Seizing the opportunity of his distraction, Natasha quickly fires electric charges into his chest, knocking the guy out for a few seconds. From there, it’s easy to get some cuffs on the inhuman and shove him into the reinforced mobile holding cell S.H.I.E.L.D. sent over for precisely that purpose.
Steve nods at you. “Thanks for the help, Y/N.”
You smile wearily. “Any time.”
It’s easier to appreciate the Avengers lifestyle now, basking in the glow of having played a pivotal role in keeping the city safe. It’s a little more difficult hours later, when the sun has already set but you’re still trapped in the Avengers complex for a debrief that just won’t end.
It’s not the Avengers’ fault, you know that. S.H.I.E.L.D. has its protocols, and they get a little antsy if they aren’t followed. Still, you can’t help it when your mind starts wandering. You’ve attended enough meetings on the proper rules to be followed when your life is on the line and they all blur together.
You tune back in when Steve says your name. They’re discussing you now, apparently, and the words being said aren’t all compliments.
Steve sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Y/N, can you please try to focus for five minutes?”
You grimace. “Sorry, sorry. What were we talking about, exactly?”
Natasha arches a brow. “This, to be honest. You’re not as engaged with the fights as you used to be.”
You wince. “Can you blame me? I’ve been at this for years, Nat, ever since you guys broke me out of the HYDRA labs. I never went to S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, I’ve never been a spy. I’m just doing my best out here.”
Bruce raises his hands placatingly. “We know that, kid, and we’re proud of you. We just need to be sure that you’re one hundred percent on top of things whenever you’re out in the field, for your safety as well as ours.”
You nod. “I’ll try to be better. Sorry.”
Tony frees you at last from the shame of everyone’s disapproving stares. “Look, cut the girl a break. She did well out there, and no one got hurt. If something happens, we can discuss this more seriously, but why punish her for an incident that hasn’t happened yet? Y/N, I know it’s getting late. You can go if you want.”
You jump on that chance and thank him, hurrying out of the room just in time to hear Steve chastising Tony for letting you go as the door closes behind you. You’re not sticking around to be called back. You have no interest in hearing a repeat of the same lecture.
In all honesty, they’re not entirely wrong. You do need to get your head in order. It’s just been difficult to focus on anything, really. Everything feels the same, and why care about any job if a similar mission is going to take place the next week, and the next week, and the next? They all end the same way, and they’re always going to.
You poke your head out of a balcony and, spreading your wings to take flight, soar up to the roof. Everything seems simpler up here. Why stress about the city when it’s nothing more than a thousand pinpricks of light?
You coast on the night breeze for a while before coming to a stop on a neighboring skyscraper. It’s nice to finally be alone, or so you think until a voice sounds from behind you.
“Sorry, is this roof taken?”
You glance behind you to see a figure emerging from the shadows. After a heartbeat, you realize you recognize the red mask, the scarlet and blue suit, the black arachnid logo on the center of the stranger’s chest. This is the Spider-Man you’ve been hearing about in the news lately. He’s saving the city, but doing it his own way, not caught up in the politics of being an Avenger.
Truth be told, you admire him for it. It must be nice to save people without the lecture that always follows you. He doesn’t have to be perfect, he just has to get the job done. What a life to lead.
You shake your head, gesturing beside you. “Not for you. What’s up, Spider-Boy?”
He chuckles as he sits down next to you. “Normally, I’d insist on being referred to as a man, but I’ll let it slide just this once. I’m pretty alright, what about you? I saw you were saving the city again earlier today. I would have joined in, but–”
You shake your head, dismissing his apology. “No need. The Avengers tend to swarm all over things, no need to involve yourself in their mess.”
Spider-Man glances your way, and when he speaks again, his voice is curious. “I take it you’re not on the best of terms with them at the moment?”
You sigh. “Just for now. They’re the only family I’ve ever known, so we get along most of the time. We’ve just been in a rough patch at the moment. I don’t really know why.”
Spider-Man lifts a shoulder. “Well, you said they’re like your family, right? The fights don’t surprise me. All families struggle to get along all the time. I’m sure it’ll blow over in a few days.”
You chuckle. “I’ll take your word for it.”
“I should hope so,” Spider-Man informs you, “I’m kind of the world’s leading expert on superpowered family relationships. I got a college degree in, uh, Avenging Therapy.”
This time, your laugh is easy, carefree. “Well, Mr. Inhuman Therapist, I’d love a little more advice. I’m Y/N, by the way.”
He reaches out a hand to shake yours. “I’m Peter. It’s lovely to meet you, Y/N.”
Lovely, as it turns out, is exactly the right word to use. The two of you talk well into the night, and you find yourself more than reluctant to leave him, even as the call to sleep grows stronger. Luckily, you end up crossing paths again soon, and then accidental meetings happen on purpose, more and more often until you know the face under the mask just as well as you know the so-called vigilante plastered across the newspaper pages.
It’s just nice to have Peter around, that’s all. He reminds you that there’s a life worth living outside of every fight. It takes you a while to realize that he’s the only friend you’ve ever wanted as more than just a friend, the one you like, the one you love, but after that– well, it feels impossible that you could have ever known anything else.
You’re on a similar rooftop one night a few months later when you learn that he feels the same way about you. You were a little late to your usual meetup spot thanks to yet another meeting with the Avengers, but instead of complaining, Peter beams at you and says,
“There she is! The angel of New York City has arrived.”
You laugh. It’s easy, around him. “That’s ridiculous. I’m nobody’s angel.”
The thought is absurd. You have been a lab rat, a soldier, and a civilian, all in turn. These are all roles that you have played, but none of them have ever been truly yours. Never, though, has an angel ever been among their ranks.
Still, Peter seems to believe it. His eyes gleam with certainty. “You’re mine.”
You almost choke on your own incredulity. “You’re joking. Me, an angel? There are at least a dozen S.H.I.E.L.D. files that would argue the opposite.”
“I’m not joking,” Peter hums. “You can’t deny your angel-hood, Y/N. I’ve already given it to you.”
“I’m giving it back,” you tell him. “Find someone who’s actually a good person.”
“I have,” he asserts. “I just don’t get why you can’t see that. It’s fairly obvious to me.”
You tilt your head to the side. “And why is that?”
“Oh, ‘cause I love you, of course,” Peter says, as easily as if he’s stating a simple, well known fact. Your face must have given away your surprise, because he glances over at you again. “Everything alright?”
“Yeah,” you manage to stutter out, “It’s just, well, I love you too.”
“I know,” he grins, tilting his head up to the night stars.
After that, it gets better, impossibly. As your boyfriend, Peter is in your life even more than before. Sometimes that involves him stopping by your apartment to bring you flowers. Other times, it means he’s willing to help out with the Avengers so long as they don’t ask questions like who he is and why he’s had an abrupt change of heart about wanting to fight with them.
Usually, you don’t want to call him in. The Avengers can be a hassle, which you’ve learned after years of being one of their number. However, when the fights get to be a little out of hand, a little text to your boyfriend means you’ll have another soldier on your side swinging over in five minutes flat, and that’s more welcome than you can even begin to describe.
Even on days like today, when he stops by to take out some robbers who somehow got their hands on alien tech, you couldn’t be happier to see him. The other Avengers are there, and you probably would have got the job done by yourselves, but it would have taken far more time and cost far more blood. Thankfully, you’ve got Spider-Man on dial, and you can solve problems like superpowered thieves in half the time.
You smile at him as he swings up beside you. He’s still got his mask on, of course, but you can sense his smile even despite the fabric in between you. “Thanks for the helping hand, Spider-Man.”
He laughs. “Any time, Angel. You know that.”
Across the street, the Avengers glance up from the robbers they’d been investigating. Tony frowns. “What was that?”
Peter freezes in place. “What was what?”
Tony quickly points his finger between the two of you. “You just called her something. Angel. What was that about?”
Peter lifts a shoulder in his best imitation of a shrug. “A, uh, new callname? Hawk is too obvious.”
Tony narrows his eyes. “And Angel isn’t?”
Peter raises his hands palm up in a universal gesture of helplessness. “I thought it was more interesting, at least.”
Tony doesn’t seem ready to let him off the hook just yet. “And that’s all it is? Just a codename, not anything else?”
Peter’s voice is as smooth as he can make it. “What else could it be, sir?”
You nod, the picture of innocence. “Yeah, Tony, what else could it possibly be?”
Tony stares at both of you, but he can’t find any evidence of wrongdoing. “It had better be. You wouldn’t believe how fast I can squash a spider if need be.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Peter says weakly, and starts hurrying away the second Tony turns his back.
You follow him, giggling to yourself. “Nice save there, bug boy.”
Peter groans. “If I wake up in the middle of the night to find that he’s launched an Iron Army or something to kill me as punishment for dating his adoptive superhero child, it’s totally your fault.”
You pretend to be outraged. “No, it’s not! You’re the one who called me that in the first place, remember? The blame’s all yours.”
Peter reaches an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. “Maybe you shouldn’t be as charming, Y/N. Then I wouldn’t have any problems properly addressing you as a coworker.”
You laugh. “My charm is irresistible, Pete. Give up now.”
“I already have,” he assures you. Such a flirt. You’ve never minded it, though, and you don’t intend to start now.
Sometimes, this city feels as if it was designed to stress you out. As an Avenger, you’ll never have an end to the missions, nor the civilians to save. There will always be one more job in which you could risk your life, and the memories of your time spent in Hydra’s labs won’t let you go anytime soon.
For now, though, the shadows under the skyscrapers seem a little less dark than before, and the faces peering out of apartment windows at you aren’t hostile or threatening but friendly. This is your city, the one you save with your boyfriend. How could it ever be anything but good to you?
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siremasterlawrence · 2 months
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Bloody Valentine Part 2
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Captain America Aka Steve Rogers points towards that big ugly building Wayne Toweras he backs up to the wall behind him and dashes from the window in to the roof top office.Going feet first smashing through the pent house window as he crashes down with the glass shards falling on to the floor and he is doing a superhero landing and Bruce looks utterly shock.Using his shield to block any attacks throws it in to the air pinning him to the wall holding him down and he stood proudly arms are across from each other standing his guard as he watches.Captain America does flip in to the air doing a spin kick in his face, he lands then punch him in the stomach with such force his bone cracks and Steve realizes something different in you.The shield begins to glow as it blows up ina beautiful glow of light overtaking the room in a shiny design and display covering the room to Bruce’s surprise nothing else matters at this point. Steve’s smug expression is a powerful one who is happy with his newest conquest that unleashes the full blown deep cruelty of who he is truly becoming and he embraces who he really he is.
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“Mwahahahahaha….got you bitch”
“Steve Rogers”
“How did you know?”
“I am Batman”
“We are well aware “
“Bucky is here “
“Focus on the current events”
“Still protective”
“What if I am?”
���Does not matter “
“Sorry Batman! The boss wants you “
“Does he always get what he wants ?”
“Yes! 24/7 365 days “
“Smartass”
“Master he is ready, I am pressing the trigger and he should arrive soon.”
“Excellent boi”
“Are you proud of me?”
“With all of my heart “
“I love you Master”
“I love you too”
“God! He is my everything “
“You are sick and so is he”
“Zip it! Do not speak his mind “
“Ugh! My head is emptying! Yes Master”
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Dick Grayson is watching by way of his blue and black mask hidden binoculars spans in to the room and he intends to see all Cap is foolhardy doing but suddenly foot steps are appearing.Bucky back flips from the chimney landing on to the roof top to Dicks rage as the two are facing off and they go blow to blow with weapons and Bucky is completely in shock at this.Bucky uses his arm to slip him off balance leaving Dick off kilter sending him smashing in to the roof top and I love it slams his foot in to his head and Dick is visibly shaking in pain. Bucky kicks him back as he slips off of the roof top but Dick throws his batarang in to the air and he swings across the room land on to the next roof top and it was a show stopper. Bucky does a dive off of the roof top going flying throws a batarang shooting on to the roof and raises upward landing right in front of him and punches him in to the ground. Using a wrestling move to pin him down with all four appendages Dick attempts to struggle his way out of his own mood and kicks him in the face as the brick.Skipping to the end of the roof top he place a circular device on to the chimney turning it as the it pulls apart and switches the bat a rang letting it yank him down the chimney section.I love Bucky putting him in to his place it is something epic, magnificent and it is a real great blessing and grandiose renovation to the end of the world and I let it head down the shoot to my laboratory.Bucky eyes glint with evil intent surrendering to wickedness within he is all mine to control at my whim and I also see Captain America jump from one roof top to the other roof top once more.
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“Grand job bud”
“Master is happy “
“He is so proud “
“Let’s go”
“Ok Steve”
“The space craft is arriving “
“I wonder if “
“Fucking us tonight”
“I hope so”
“Strap up”
“Your body Steve “
“And yours Bucky”
“We are almost here”
“I can’t wait “
“He better use us all”
“I’m sure he will”
“Fuck us hard”
“Raw and hard”
“Oh God! I can feel it”
“His cock”
“Yyyuuummm”
The end
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intrepidacious · 6 months
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from a fancy words list 🫶🏻✨️🩷 apricity - the warmth of the sun in the winter + steve rogers?
perfectly imperfect | s.r.
a/n: not at all the drabble i expected to write for this prompt but i hope you like it as much as i do!!
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When you lean your head against the window on a winter morning, it's cold against your cheek even though you can see the sun shining outside. Being in love with Steve is a lot like that, sometimes; he's Captain America, his name and his title glowing so brightly above you like he's something grander than human, something ineffable.
And yet when you touch him, his hands are cold. His fingers are rough when he rubs gentle circles into your skin, and he has a small cut on his jawline where he’s nicked himself shaving; there’s a cowlick on the back of his head that no amount of combing can soothe down and a freckle in his right eye like someone’s inattentively dropped a splash of color there.
No newspaper article picks up on these tiny imperfections; they unanimously present him as this unattainable, giant thing that’s towering over everyone else, stony and far away, made of vapor and whispers; the implications of it make you shiver with something you can’t explain.
But he’s lying in your bed and he looks at you through half-closed lids, and his nose crinkles disapprovingly because you still haven’t turned off the lights, and when he whispers, "Go to sleep, sweetheart," there’s a tired crack in his voice he wouldn’t let anyone else hear. You let yourself be pulled in by his warmth, because he’s here and he’s real, and you ignore the world tracing icy fingers across the walls outside as Steve’s touch thaws out your doubts and leaves you feeling settled again; right now, nothing else matters.
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cloudyswritings · 3 months
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Story/worldbuilding ideas n prompts
Just a sorta dump of ideas I’ve got rattling around in my brain. I may or may not get around to using these so feel free to play around with them.
Sci-fi:
Climate pirates: Basically just the future of our world where global warming has resulted in far more ocean to sail and a lack of resources has seen a second golden age of piracy. This would look kinda like a hybrid between Onepiece and Cyperpunk as a setting, maybe a woman who unexpectedly becomes captain and fights capitalism?
Spectral: Through science a man discovers a way to enter and exit the afterlife, he basically uses this to pull a bunch of heists from various afterlives and ends up being chased down from both the real world and by the dead. I imagine this could either be a story from his pov or someone who is trying to piece together his life story after the fact.
Slime based economy: Self explanatory, the economy of the US has transitioned to a form of slime. There’s probably a darker secret behind it all.
First contact but with octopi: They rapidly advance technologically once a scientist accidentally makes them longer lived, this leads to tension between our species. This would probably look like some sort of political story(I’ve been watching west wing).
Beam me up: A person finds a downed UFO and saves the beings within from the clutches of the government. This turns into a silly buddy cop story between a non-binary sweetheart and a grouchy gray alien as the go on a world tour to track down the pieces of his ship and reassemble it.
Fantasy:
Necomancer Whales: Basically a revenge story where a whalefall rises from the grave to hunt down the whaling ship who killed them. A sort of found family story with the creatures who were eating the whalefall? Idk I just like the idea.
Glass: A world where different wavelengths of light carry different magical affinities. Prisms and glass orbs could be used as focuses for channeling magic, staining glass might chance what types of spells can be cast. Glass opacity and quality impacts spell power. Some warlocks and sorcerers will replace body parts with glass and crystal prosthetics to boost their innate spell casting potential. I’m almost certainly doing more with this. A person can also develop their own light/wavelength from exposure to magic, this would cause them to glow and have inborn powers others don’t. The longest lived sorcerers are near blinding to look at.
Dreaming deeply: The barrier between dreams and reality has cracked, and in places shattered. Legends walk the earth once more. In Greece the skies rumble with thunder, in America the souls of cities shake off their slumber, and in the darkness beyond the earth something hungry has turned its gaze towards humanity.
Horror:
Succulent: A man becomes obsessed with succulents, covering his entire apartment with them. As his friends become increasingly concerned and his viewpoint becomes more and more distorted violence blooms with scarlet petals. The plants need fertilizer to grow…(this one is in progress)
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CFWC Writer of the Month: GenevieveMD
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Each month CFWC highlights one of our talented fanfic writers, and this month’s writer of the month is @genevievemd! We hope you will enjoy learning more about her and her work below! The writer is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page.
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1- When did you start playing Choices? What's the first book you played? 
I honestly don’t remember, probably back in like 2017, 2018. I was playing it with the oldest of the kids I nannied at the time and also by myself cause I enjoyed it. We did it like a little book club together. It was also back when the app was not as spicy lol. We played America’s Most Eligible together, but my first book was Rules of Engagement. 
2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?
I joined the fandom officially back in October of 2020, I had lost interest in the app and then found it again during the pandemic. I finished book one of Open Heart and got sucked in. I fell in love with the characters and then rushed to finish what was out of Book 2 at the time (chapter 8). And then I lucked on Tumblr for a bit, stalked @jamespotterthefirst (lol), and then after chapter 17, I joined for real and wrote my first fic. And I’ve been here ever since. 
3- How did you pick your url name? 
It’s my MC’s name, and what I imagined her instagram/social media handle would be. 
4- Go back to your archive and tell us about the first post on your Choices blog. 
OMG, my first legit post was actually me reblogging a post I made on my real blog about Open Heart. I was asking people what we thought Ethan called MC as a pet name for the fic I was writing. 
5- How long have you been writing fanfiction?
Oh man, way too freakin long. At least 15 years was totes part of the fanfiction.net phase of the internet. I used to write for a couple of shows I was into, but I didn’t get super into writing fanfiction until the show Once Upon a Time. And then I wrote all the time for my favorite ship, Captain Swan. They’re all still up on my main blog. 
6- What is your favorite Choices book to write about?
I’ve actually only written for one, Open Heart. I’ve never had the desire or inspiration for any other book. Even though I’ve played a bunch of books. 
7- Share the first fanfic you wrote with us. Do you still like it or would you change anything about it?
Do I have to? Lol A Love Like This
It was called A Love Like This, and I hate it. I think mostly because I didn’t have a true voice for Genevieve or my interpretation of Ethan. I contemplate deleting it from my masterlist all the time, but it was part of my journey in the OPH/Choices fandom and paved the way to finding my MC’s voice and my own writing style. So I keep it. 
8- What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?
So many lol But I think my all-time favorite would be my series The Year Between. Does that count? It was the first major series I’ve ever written… ever and it tackled so many things about my characters. My second fav is Breathe Through – it was a very personal piece and means a lot to me. 
9- Do you have a fic that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to be but could use a little more love?
Oh totally. My first ever smut fic, Something About You. I was not expecting people to be as into it as much as they were. I was pleasantly surprised because our fandom has so many amazing smut writers, and I don’t compare at all. 
As for one I think needs more love? I honestly can’t decide. For as long as I’ve been in this fandom, every fic I’ve posted has been met with so much love and support I can’t think of any that I wish had gotten more. (Maybe my second smut fic, Sunset Glow, only cause I think it got lost in the Smutober chaos, lol)
10- If you could write only angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why? 
Angsty Fluff. Best of both worlds. It also gives you more options with like fic topics. I like for my fictional worlds to feel a little more real, so people can relate more and I think angsty fluff allows for that. You can have the struggle and sadness but with a happy ending. 
11- Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?
LMAO Yes. Genevieve is me but smarter. Most of her traits are my own, including her anxiety and I’ve always used writing her a comfort, a way to express myself in a way that’s healing. If that makes any sense. She’s like the version of me I’d want to be one day. Just not a doctor cause I can’t handle other peoples bodily fluids. Lol 
My OC, Natalie Michaels has a bit of me in her too, but not as much as Genevieve. 
12- What element of writing do you struggle with most?
I call it the in between bits, the descriptive parts between dialogue. I think that has to do with my schooling background. I went to college for film and television and did a lot of screen writing for my classes and so dialogue has always come so easy to me. I envision fics like scenes from an episode or movie, so getting the in between parts of fics can be challenging for me. 
13- Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?
So many. The epilogue to The Year Between, a valentines day fic, the rest of the Absence Makes the Heart… series. I hope to get back to them one day, but I’ve learned that I can’t force my brain to write because I never like my work when I do. When I’ll wait until the inspiration for them returns, and then I’ll finish them. 
14- If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first? 
Yes. I’m so proud of the world I created from Open Heart and if someone wanted to read them I’d let them. I’d just give them the link to the masterlist for Open Heart: Sara’s Version and say, “Start from the top” lol 
15 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing?
IRL writers? No. I don’t read a lot outside of fanfiction which is horrible lol, but in the random, there are a few. Bree @jamespotterthefirst is a huge inspiration for me. She was one of if not the first people I read when I joined, and I’m just in awe of her work. Everything she writes is amazing and brings me so much joy. Others are @jerzwriter and @potionsprefect, and some who aren’t in the fandom anymore.
16- Which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series? 
All of my universe, aka Open Heart: Sara’s Version. As I said earlier, I write like I’m writing a tv show lol So I wanna see my version of Open Heart as a show. 
17- Do you write original stories? 
I don’t but I think about turning OPH: SV into an original series.
18 -  What other hobbies do you have?
I love playing video games. I’m not good, but I enjoy it. I’m super lame and don’t have many hobbies outside of writing and video games… I should get some lmao 
19 - What’s your favorite emoji? 
The double pink heart 
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RAB FICS I READ (June pt 1)
With a thief to the gallows by zvzam james and regulus conspire to get regulus out, james wants regulus to come too
the golden king by maladaptivewriting my god so good, regulus wakes up in 1991 as an 11 yeard old and wows to protect harry. oh and also he's pretending to be sirius' son from france
this thing was a masterpiece by mraudersmoon wolfstar with background jegulus
Of Lies and Cowards by ItsYlva
I'll keep you safe by Fenrir13 regulus gets chomped by grayback, here comes Werewolf Tutor Moony! This one is SO. GOOD.
Hogwarts Knows Better, Brother Knows Best by ItsYlva hogwarts and regulus prevent sirius suicide
Leaving And Growing Up by Engie_Ivy some fuckery gets explained and wolfstar is good to sail again
You’re Not On Your Own, Kid by rsbarelle
Mauvais jour de cheveux by Xo_flower Minnie McG can't deal with the black brothers' spats today. somebody has to, tho.
and the memories were lost long ago (but at least you have beautiful ghosts) by effing_potato (Kingdom01) ghost regulus helps remus destroy horcruxes, raise harry and clear sirius' name. very good.
Thinking Of You by aithusarosekiller regulus/remus
what is dead may never die by sisyphusss kreacher saves regulus and takes him to wolfstar
It Might Have Been A Nightmare by AQuietThinker sirius finds out about regulus' sacrifice
Nadir by Ceruleanembers regulus refuses to die
The Filth by ScreamingFae roseStarChaserKiller office sexy times
The Gryffindor Sweater by Trex_patronus in the afterlife, everyone makes fun out of REgulus for wearing Sirius' gryffindor sweater to the cave
tell them i was happy (and my heart is broken) by BlueSundayCake regulus dies for a bit but has to deal with the consequences of his own actions. unfair
 Thing Like Stars in the Dark by toliveinthesky reguulus survives the cave but he's pretty chomped on and bedridden on sirus and remus' sofa. and there's also the matter of his muggleborn french girlfriend who just found out he's been using a fake name the whole time...
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by TakeSwimmingLessons pretty much your typical regulus runs away to alphard jegulus ensues fic
Nothing Fades Like the Light by Rollercoasterwords 1980s cowboys zombie outbreak jegulus wolfstar au. the angst is real and so delicious, happy ending.
Ice by soliloquy_dawn too hot for sex jegulily smut
Declared False Start by Wanderingdonut swimmer regulus
Dial Drunk by Wanderingdonut modern times brotherly angst
Maybe This Time (alternatively: once more, with feeling!) by ghostregulusfest, Wanderingdonut this is AMAZEBALLS!!!!! REGULUS BOSSES THE INFERI AND STARTS A TRAVELLING ACTING COMPANY
Pretty boy by soliloquy_dawn jegulus smut ft top reg in skirt
Dance of the Bacchantes by soliloquy_dawn aboverse sexy times
A Life Like This by ImpishTubist sirius, james and remus said bye-bye to the war and lived peacefully ever after. 23 years later they find out that Sirius' parents did the nasty and got him a much much much younger younger brother, who then nearly single-handedly ended the war and now he's here and wants to make friends. age diff Jegulus
Some Things Never Change by JBlackMalfoyRosier PWP sirius/regulus
This Spark Of Black That I Seem To Love by JBlackMalfoyRosier jegulus, rosekiller, starcahserrosekiller, sexy times and also some plot?
Aftercare by JBlackMalfoyRosier Regulus comes home from his top surgery and his bfs make him feel better
What Master Wants by odysseushatepage Kreacher/REgulus crack
Kreacher's glow-up by fr0gfairy1 Kreacher/REgulus crack
Sweet Dreams Are Made of This by Anonymous Kreacher/regulus getting married
Professor Black (WIP) by CLBoden AU where Snape is replaced with REgulus, it changes some things mostly general attitude
birch trees loom by AllLivesMatter CRYING SCREAMING LYING ON THE FLOOR Avengers/HP crossover, from Avengers 1 to Endgame, Refulus is Black Widow, Evan is captain america James is the hulk ect ect, prepate tissues and selfcare supplies before going it ♥♥♥♥♥
in the boughs of the fir-tree by AllLivesMatter more Evan's POV of the above re: his and reg's unfullfilled potential
Hurtin’ by Bunny17 sad jegulus cuddles
Regulus Black's Dating Guide for Beginners by altaiswrites fake-date your crush to real-dating, by Regulus Black, Regulus/Severus
t Runs in the Family by altaiswrites uncle alphard visiting the black brothers
Inescapable, I'm not even gonna try (And if I get burned, at least we were electrified) by RegulusBlackKinnieBecauseITooFearWater remus sirus and james having consensual kinky fun with regulus PWP
beg for divinity (in my breath) by grimstars jegulus PWP
Cruel Winds by BlueSundayCake regulus recruits severus for horcrux hunting
Innocence by SkyFireForever
Crownless King   by SigynNightmare this was a good one
Shattered sanctuary by Coriaria *DE mission goes wrong* Refulus and Severus: well fuck. maybe lily will save our bollocks? I think it was a good one but it's been a month
Brighten the Dark by skeptique for onbeinganangel regulus is bakk and harry has hots for him
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caelums-fate · 2 months
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Which one of your ocs has the most complicated backstory?
Misaki cuz stupid me as a kid made up a huge elaborate story where she's a "princess soldier vampire girl from a different dimension" who stumbles into a modern world she doesn't quite understand...💀💀💀
I HATE IT HATE HATE HATE IT....
BUT I love telling everyone the story cuz it sounds like a fever dream when I tell them her original lore LMAO!!!! 😂😂😂
Like lemme sound crazy first THEN I'll tell you the REAL lore...
But seriously....her lore now is simple, so all my ocs live in the same modern/futuristic world...
She grows up with a seemingly normal life and she doesn't know she has superpowers until she enrolls into the Akiyoshi Military Academy, that's when she figures out she's literally bullet proof and everything XD
Obviously she's like my protagonist so she makes friends, goes on adventures, has a glow up, BLAH-BLAH-BLAH....
And then when she gets older her friends create a "hunter's guild" (think of the avengers... XD) ANYWAYS they do that and become heroes!!
LITERALLY like you got crazy assassin girl who pulls out random weapons n shit (Misaki) lmao 😂😂😂
Then we got sad angsty salaryman who has punches so strong anything literally goes flying plus he can take pretty good damage...(Ghosuke)
Captain America without the America like just the shield and military combat skills n all that...(Royce)
Okay not a marvels hero....BUT think of Raven from teen titans but a nerdy boy who's dad is a half vampire hybrid (Marcus)
PINK SPIDERMAN!! (Quinn)
And then we got whatever the heck Ravus is lol!! 😂😭 He's like Deadpool with a demon for a father and he needs his identical brother to be alive or he won't heal...
ANYWAYS they save their city from the demonic creatures crawling out from Stygian scape rifts (for anyone who is new the Stygian scape is my oc's world version of...hell...╮⁠(⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠)⁠╭ )
Anyways yeah....so they're a bunch of friends defeating monsters and going on crazy adventures together!! That's pretty much my current lore summed up in the most simple way I can!
I hope it wasn't confusing like my og lore XD
Thank you for the question anon!! 🩷🩷🩷
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parker3000stark · 3 months
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WebVlogs - Christmas
This is a series of small fics written to be in the style of Peter's video diaries. The inspiration pictures come from Pinterest so please let me know if you know the original artist so I can credit.
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-Video begins with the blurry image of a Christmas tree lit up with warm white lights and a figure stood beside it - 
Hey Guys! We didn’t make it home for Christmas so this week is our Christmas. I know we’re late but if we don’t look at a calendar we won’t know that right?. Here’s our tree, it’s real and smells amazing. We’re decorating it now
-Camera focuses properly revealing Tony standing by the tree holding a box of gold baubles placing one on the tree. Looking over to Peter behind the camera he smiles winking-
Did you know they sell these? Aren’t they cool? We got the whole set.
-Peter dangles a small Captain America shield ornament in front of the camera letting it spin in the glow from the lights so it shines-
 We got Thor’s hammer too and ..
-Tony walks over closer to the camera and holds up another ornament of a spider man-
This is my favorite, especially this part
-Turning the ornament around Tony shows the rather pert ass on the ornament up close to the camera-
Tony!
-Putting the camera down on the tripod Peter appears infront quickly taking the spider man from him and hiding it on the tree. Laughing at his reaction Tony steps behind him and ducks down easily lifting Peter up onto his shoulders. Walking back over to the tree he handed the star up to Peter-
Put that on there Pert Butt Man
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blacksupremacy86 · 8 months
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Usurping The Captain
Part 1
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Superman is more than a major player now he is everything flying in the sky constantly in a loop all day every day to the worlds lack of shock and annoyance. He is catapulted in to a new way of life landing a nearby army base in The United States.
In a private area he lands causing a strange trigger erupting through the ground leaving the army in awe. The base is completely let out evacuating bending a bit more they pull their weapons out in an assault to push him back.
Clark laughs loudly his voice booms through the air circulating around the base thousand times over bouncing back. In a super higher pitch tone and long boomerang affect hits sending a sound wave to knock them out on to the dirty army base floor.
That is until Mr. Boy Scout himself threw his shield at force for me to catch as quick as I did and look on in disgust as he wore the red, white blue proudly as if it really matters at this point. All the effort will be for not as my sole purpose to the man who sent me free forever.
“What do you think you are doing here Kal it’s not allowed? You are a hero not a major
criminal or terrorist.”
“Yes! I forgot you were such a Boy Scout blah pathetic. What a wast of time and space.”
“Be careful for you next few words my friend it may be your last.”
“Like if you could stop me Steve not even a bit closer.”
Captain America lifts his shield in the air to face his ally he presses in the handle in the back of the shield causing the device to glow brightly with an emerald green covering the entire base.
Clark facial expressions goes from utter lack of shock to fear as he begins to faint to the floor dropping to his knees the pain on his face is so apparent.
The man clicks the button with the shield hit with energy transforming it traveling to the tip of the shield gathering together it blast a laser at his feet locking him up in dark green bubble.
Superman flows in to the air spinning lightly around the area draining him of all his full power and energy consuming him in his own prison Cap smirks. Launching his shield as the ball constantly attacking it with hits, kicks, punches and more.
“Why won’t you surrender or give in to the law Superman? Do not make it harder.”
“Because I am the greatest hero in the world and I am true villain.”
“Blast you! I will bring you in one way or the other.”
“Believe what you want Captain but I have already one.”
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“Wait what? Why are your eyes lighting up like that?”
“Peer in to my eyes Cap”
“No! No! Nnnnoooooo”
“Mwahahahahaha “
“Welcome to my nightmare!”
“Kal is that you ?”
“The new and improved me”
“Why did you trick me?”
“I told you “
“You already won”
“Master Lawrence “
“He made this possible “
“He cleansed me”
“He gave me a real start “
“No more evaluating “
“No more watching out”
“No more walking on glass “
“I can’t fight it, I can’t lie, I am his and I am Captain America.”
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Recruiting Purposes
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Buckley Barnes has been on a mission to be able to find his best friend Captain America all the search lead him to a strange building in the middle of nowhere.
Flipping off the helicopter on to nearby roof top he rolls to the edge backflipping to the glass roof tied window he peers down in to the room.
One guy notices him so he shrugs smashing in to he window falling in to somersault like super hero landing then proceeds to break every bone available.
Shuffling through the room he cracks a steel door open using as shield to the block the oncoming henchmen gunfire is going on in galore.
“Think these bone heads would know now k am by now.”
“Also not to mess with me”
“ENOUGH! Geez”
“This generation “
“God! I am old”
“Focus”
“Steve must be held down below”
“I have speed up my time “
“Can’t waste a second up here “
“A elevator”
“I’ll climb up on top of it”
“Then what dummy?”
“Who am I talking to ?”
“The Winter Soldier”
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“No it can’t be! I am going crazy “
“Bravo Buck”
“Steve and Clark”
“Why are you free?”
“We came to collect you “
“Ahhhh”
“Ugh!”
“Why?”
“Stop being a bitch!”
“We came to save you “
“Put the ugly past to rest”
“Indeed to bed”
“You can’t….this dream”
“Poor sweet Bucky”
“You really think so”
“We are in your mind”
“There no running away “
“I want to give in…I love to obey Master”
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steviesunrises · 2 years
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is it a cry i hear (from the deep wood)
Made in collaboration with @thedamageofherdays for the @shrunkyclunksbang
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes
Tags: Shrunkyclunks, Post-avengers (2012), Witch and Gardener Bucky Barnes, Gender Non-Conforming Bucky Barnes, Angst with a Happy Ending, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Steve’s (not so) stellar mental health
Length: 58k | This fic is complete, with chapters going up everyday for a week.
Summary:
When Steve wakes up in a body that isn’t his and in a city he does not know, he finds refuge in the role of Captain America and the endless grind of missions. He spends nearly every night on the rooftop of the tower, smoking useless cigarettes and wanting to go home. Enter Bucky Barnes, a garden witch with a quiet life tasked with creating a rooftop garden for Stark Industries. As long as he ignores the yearning for something unnamed, he’s content. Steve is just another stranger until he shows up one afternoon, covered in blood and bruises, and Bucky can’t help but magick his wounds away. Sometimes, fate has a funny habit of drawing the right people together. Or, how two people discover how real homes are built.
Read it on AO3!
Check out the excerpt below the cut!
With sudden courage, Bucky moves close and brushes hair off of Steve’s face, fitting two fingers under his chin to tilt his face up and look at his wounds. “Can I?” He asks, thumb brushing over a dark green bruise, “I can heal this.”
“The seru–” Steve begins to protest, but he cuts himself off, pushing his cheek into Bucky’s hands.
Steve’s cheek is scratchy with the first hints of stubble, skin warm against his palm. Bucky reaches into the depths of his magic, places he hasn’t touched in a long time, and wills Steve’s wounds to heal. A fire burns behind his eyes, a green glow settles on each wound, and rings of light wind around Steve’s hurt leg.
When the magic recedes, Bucky tastes ozone in the air. “There you go. All healed.” He pats Steve’s cheek and forces himself to let go.
Steve raises a hand to his face, his face filled with honest wonder. “What kind of – and I’m sorry if it’s rude – but what kind of witch are you?”
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WHAT IF THE SPIDER THAT BIT PETER WAS FROM WAKANDA
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52020853 by Hummingbird42 Which is why Peter created his own web shooters he was able to swing, capture, and stick like his original webs but they weren't as strong or have a purple glow like his real webs. Words: 311, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Black Panther (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Other Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Thaddeus Ross Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Precious Peter Parker, Hurt Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Mess, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Protective Tony Stark, Hurt Tony Stark, Evil Thaddeus Ross, Dark Tony Stark read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52020853
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iguana-eyanna · 9 months
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In Another Universe Pt. 6
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Pairing: Ned Leeds x superhero! reader
Summary: Ned's world turns upside down when his new powers bring a stranger to his world. What's more strange is that she knows who he is.
Everything was set in motion. MJ was assisting Sorcerer Supreme Wong to prepare while Doctor Strange was practicing his incantation. Ned and Peter were sent off to grab everything else.
Ned went straight to get ahold of some herbs in the potion closet, muttering the ingredients to himself.
"Need a hand?" Peter asks.
"Sure, hold these." Ned said in a rush, stacking bottles in Peter's arms.
"Look, about earlier... I'm sorry if I crossed a line." Peter said but Ned doesn't look over.
"You're fine Pete, no worries." Ned said, walking away to get the spell book in the library. Peter followed in tow.
"Ned, I'm trying to apologize. Could we just pause right now?" Peter asks.
"Funny you should say that cause when I wanted to talk to you, you were busy elsewhere." Ned looked over his shoulder as he went up on the ladder to look where it was located.
"Okay, I deserve that. But I feel like you need to take a break and breathe for a sec. You're preparing for something that could kill you."
Ned breathed through his nose as he looks at Peter.
"I am done letting people, especially you, tell me what my limits are. I'm not a kid, I'm not your sidekick, and I'm not rushing this. So you could just let go of your pride for a second and be there for me just this once?" Ned raised his voice.
Peter seemed unsettled with his friend's temper. He never saw Ned angry. Ned returned his focus and turned over to his right, finding the book he was looking for.
It was different than the darkhold or the other books that were on the shelf. This had egyptian hieroglyphs that kept on moving on the cover, glowing a soft gold color.l
"The Book of Thoth." Ned whispered as he went down the stairs.
"That's the God of Knowledge from the Egyptian Mythology. But why does that book sound familiar?" Peter asks, looking down.
"Don't you remember the first issues of the Captain America comic books? He defeated the Witch Queen alongside Bucky when she was resurrected with this book. I thought it was just something they made up but apparently, this is real."
"That's so cool. I gotta ask Mr. Barnes if this is familiar." Peter said, slightly fan boying.
"Only if I get to tag along." Ned joked.
"Of course man! Mr. Barnes is so cool, I think you guys will like each other. He read the first copies of Lord of the Rings."
"No way!" Ned said in disbelief.
The two laugh a bit before Peter looks at Ned.
"I'm truly sorry for the way I've been treating you. It wasn't right to just ignore you like that. You literally took down an evil doppelganger with your powers and you're doing something pretty selfless. I'm proud of you Ned, I hope you know that." Peter said.
"You're my best friend Pete, I don't mind you being with MJ, I like hanging out with her too. I just missed when it was the three of us, or rather me not feeling like a third wheel."
"We're going to change that. No one is going to be left out or forgotten. And Ned? You were never a sidekick."
Ned smiles and gives Peter a hug.
"No matter what happens, I'll be there man." Peter assured Ned.
The two let go and they use their free hand to do their handshake before heading back.
"So, just to clarify, the girl you told us you were dating is or is not your girlfriend?" Peter asks.
"It's more of a cover really... but with these memories I told her that I was falling in love with her."
"WHAT?" Peter half yells which Ned shushed him.
"What?" Peter whispers again this time.
"That's why I'm wanting to do this. Although the memories I have of her are real, it feels more of a movie I watched than actually living them. I need to find the answer if I love her because of me or him."
Peter nods his head.
"Well, I'm glad that both of you are at an understanding. It must have been hard to face those feelings alone." he says
They finally reached the middle where everyone else was as they were busy. You look over at Ned, giving him a soft smile.
"Yeah, you could say something like that." Ned replied.
Ned gave Wong the book as everyone placed the items on the ground. MJ was using chalk on the ground in order to contain the incantation.
"You ready kid?" Strange asked.
Ned nods his head.
"Let's bring Edward up."
Wong opens a portal and out came Edward who looked unfazed of being transported out from his prison.
"If you do anything to jeopardize this, I will make sure you will be transported to the icey glaciars of Greenland." Wong warned him.
"Yeah, that totally makes me want to to do more trouble now." Edward says sarcastically.
"It's a bit unsettling to see them in the same room." Peter whispers to MJ.
"Yeah, I agree." She says.
"Okay. Ned 1 and Ned 2... listen up so I don't accidentally melt your brains into smoothies."
The two Leeds look at Strange with an unsettled look.
"Not the best time for jokes, I get it. But, you should really listen. Here, drawn by MJ, is a circle. Do not step OUT of the circle. This rune will make sure that those inside will only share the others memory. You're not allowed to interrupt my incantation. This hasn't been done for about a hundred years, and we don't want to see the outcome if it goes wrong. Am I clear?"
"So what you're saying is don't step out and shut up?" Edward asks, crossing his arms.
"Pretty much."
Ned looks over at Peter and MJ.
"If anything happens, tell my parents and my Lola I love them."
"You're going to them yourself Ned." MJ reassured him.
"I'm here bud." Peter says, as MJ squeezed Peter's hand as he was nervous.
The two Neds then look at you, expecting any last parting words from you.
"Please... be careful." you whispered.
The two boys stood apart in the circle and looked straight at each other.
"This may hurt a bit." Strange said before reciting the incantation.
Ned was about to ask how much, but soon his eyes glowed yellow. He floated in midair, unresponsive. You were about to go up to him, but Wong held you in your spot.
"We need to do this." Wong stated.
Soon, Dr. Strange waived his hands in a circular motion and brought out the dreams Ned had.
It was like you saw a projection of every moment you had with Edward. They were all in golden colors, and each memory moved as if you were in the moment.
One was when you had your first date at the state fair, and Ned won you a stuffed panda.
One memory that caught you off guard was the second night you spent with this world's Ned on the roof of his apartment. You were looking at the sky and saw how he fell in love with you.
"How is that possible that Ned remembered all of Edward's memories?" Peter asks.
"Any dream you have of yourself is most likely a memory a version of you had in a different universe. Apparently, all these memories of Spidergirl's Ned are the most vivid with our Ned."
Peter walks around the circle, seeing Ned's memories and caught one of them freshmen year of high school. They looked so shy in class, but Ned peered over when he saw that Peter had a star wars comic book on his desk. They started talking, and soon it was the first day of being friends.
Peter sniffles a bit, remembering the time it was them against the world.
Everyone was too preoccupied of looking at the memories floating in the air, the voice in Edward's head became louder.
'Now's our chance, you know what to do.' Hobgoblin said.
Edward reaches into the hidden pocket of the jacket he's wearing, feeling the small explosive he has saved in case of emergencies. He finds where the Book of Thoth was left unguarded. Edward was about to throw the explosive towards it, but then he heard something.
"You won't catch me!" You yelled out loud. "Yes I will!" Ned replied back.
"Huh?" Edward looks back and finds the memory. It appeared him and you were at a park, you wore this white spring dress that was covered in blue flowers. You were smiling, laughing as Ned was chasing you.
"Gotcha!" Ned replied, catching you by your waist as he spinned you back to his chest. "I let you!" You joked, playfully shoving his shoulder. "What will take you for me to release you?" He asks. You hum a bit before an idea pops in your head. "A kiss." Ned becomes easily flushed. This was your fourth date with each other and he has been too shy to kiss you. Maybe it was because he wanted to go slow and be the gentleman he always was, but this was his first kiss. He was worried he was going to mess this up. "Hey... it's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm with you till the end of the line." You said, placing a hand on his chest. Ned felt a flutter in his heart as you remembered that was a line from the Captain America and Bucky comic book he showed you. He placed his hand on top of yours and stared at you with such warm eyes. Without hesitation, he tilts his head down and kissed your lips for the first time. Both of you closed your eyes, feeling a thousand stars were surrounding you. Once you pulled away, you brush away a strand of hair that was in his face. "Nothing beats a first kiss." You said, smiling. Ned widen his smile as he picked you by the waist and spun you again and kissed you again with all the love he could give.
"That quote was your favorite movie." Edward whispers, looking down on the ground.
You break away from the memory and look at him.
"Ned?" you call him.
He turns around towards you, his eyes looking almost familiar.
Suddenly, he hisses in pain as he grabbed the sides of his head.
'STOP IT.' The voice yelled in his head.
"What's happening?" MJ asks.
"Something is blocking his mind for the memories to enter. Strange can't do anything when Ned is unconscious." Wong said.
"It's not something... it's someone." You said, hearing a sort of high pitch from your spider sense.
Edward thrashed his head violently, until he paused... giving a bone chilling laugh that filled the air.
He looks at you, smiling at you wickedly.
"Miss me?" Edward's voice slightly changing.
"Hobgoblin." You whispered.
"I can't wait to show you what I have in store." He says, his eyes growing a darker shade.
You don't know what he meant, but you could see Hobgoblin reach for something in his pocket.
"Peter! The book!" You screamed.
Peter ran to wear the book went as Hobgoblin threw the explosive at his direction. Peter almost reached towards, but then the explosive blew up, sending everyone off their feet. Artifacts flown around the room as some laid down on the floor and the book was lost in the chaos. Wong made a magic shield around MJ to protect her from any debris as you and Peter landed on the walls.
You could see all of Ned's memories slightly glitch, as the magic was being disrupted due to the rune on the floor was damaged.
"Someone needs to fix this quick!" Strange grunted, trying to not let any of the memories escape as they now swarmed in the air. Without the book, Strange couldn't maintain the spell. You could hear all the voices of each memory overlap, making it hard to focus.
"I can fix the rune! But you have to keep Hobgoblin inside!" MJ screamed.
"Find the book, I'll deal with him." You said to Peter. He nod his head.
MJ grabbed a chalk and started to connect the runes once more. You went in the opening and went up to Hobgoblin.
"I don't want to hurt you anymore." You said, hoping your Ned would hear you.
"Too late for that." Hobgoblin replied as he threw his fist at you. You knelt down as you caught it in thin air, but it was hard to maintain his grip. Hobgoblin used this opportunity to swing his leg towards your ribs that were already bruised. You let go, groaning, but you stood tall and raised your fists.
"This ends tonight." You gritted before both of you charge.
MJ rushed fixing the symbols on the floor as you and Hobgoblin fought. You ducked most of his punches, but he was almost invincible to take down.
"I'm almost done! You need to get out!" MJ screamed.
"I need more time!" you yelled back, trying to use your web fluid but Hobgoblin breaks free in seconds.
"There's not enough! I can't contain the memories anymore!" Strange yelled.
You look up and see Ned's aura fading like all of his memories. You can't leave Ned like this. And you can't leave Edward either, not again. You look over at MJ and nod your head.
"Do it."
She nods her head and scribbles the last symbol. Finally, the floor glowed around you three. Peter found the book in time and gave it to Strange as he recited the last lines.
"I know you're in their Ned, you can fight against him. You're able to decide for yourself, not him!"
"STOP TALKING" Hobgoblin spoke as you could sense that he was losing control over Edward's body.
"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I'm right here. I-"
You stop as you were now gasping for air.
The air was still for a moment. You could hear your new friends calling your name and you look down, seeing that Hobgoblin found a dagger lying on the floor and pierced you in the stomach.
Hobgoblin smirks back at you.
Suddenly, the soft glow of yellow turned a violent shade of orange. Hobgoblin took notice and turned around, seeing Ned now towering over him, his eyes glowing like raging fires.
"Wong? What's going on?" Strange asks.
"He's still conscious! His emotional ties towards her is stronger than we realized, Ned might not break free from this rage!" He yells back.
Ned took Hobgoblin by the collar and levitated up, flying as Hobgoblin dangled in mid air. Ned didn't even say a word, but his features turned menacing. That innocent kid that he once was is now gone.
"Just do it, kill me now. But if you don't you're just as weak as Edward." Hobgoblin spat.
"Stop, you're better than this!" Peter screamed.
Ned, not facing towards his friends, raised his hands toward them as they became frozen in place, even with Doctor Strange and Wong. But with Strange's lost of control, all the memories began to violently fly around the room. There was screaming, so much screaming. Everyone now saw the horrible things Edward had gone through. His manic episodes when he was lost in the sewers, his destruction towards the city when innocent lives were lost, and the times he fought with you before you were transported towards this world.
"Ned..."
Ned looks down as he sees you lying on your back, starting to bleed out.
"I'm with you till the end of the line."
Suddenly, the memories came to a halt as everyone became quiet. Ned lets go of Hobgoblin. He thought he was about to fall to his doom, but he levitates in the air.
"You're wrong about us. We're not weak... we care a lot. And frankly, I think you're time is finished."
And with that, Ned raised his hands to Hobgoblin, blasting all of the memories at Hobgoblin.
Hobgoblin screams out as Edward fights for control as both of the Leed boys shine bright as the sun. Everyone else closes their eyes as the light overcame their senses. Soon, it began to dim as well as the hold that Ned had on them. They break free from their frozen places and look up to where Ned and Hobgoblin once were.
They see Ned holding Edward's shoulders as he seemed half conscious.
"I got you, man." Ned whispered as they soon stood on the floor. Everyone else surrounded them, unsure.
Edward regains his senses, looking straight at Ned.
"It's... it's quiet. I don't hear him anymore." Edward said in disbelief. Both Ned and Edward smiled as they hugged each other, realizing that it worked.
Edward smiles brightly as he tries to look for you, calling your name.
"I remember now! I remember everyth-" Edward stops speaking as he sees you lying on the floor, eyes closed.
"No," Ned whispered.
Both he and Edward race to your side as Edward lifts you in his lap, trying to shake you to wake up as Ned held your hand.
You lied in his arms, cold as your blood decorated the floor. Peter and MJ go up to their friend as Peter knelt down besides Ned.
"I - I killed her." Edward whispers.
"It's not your fault." Ned said.
"It is. She's gone because of me."
Ned looks over and sees his teacher a few steps away, still shocked as he witnessed Ned's power.
"We can't do anything, can we?"
Wong lowers his head.
"It is forbidden. We must not disrupt the balance of the living and the dead."
"How about the book? There has to be a way-"
"There is. But it requires for one soul to be exchanged in order to bring back the other. We're not risking your lives again."
"What if we shared half of our souls to her?" Edward asks.
Everyone turns back to Edward.
"Half of my soul and half of Ned's creates one soul. Can that work?"
Wong and Strange look at each other, unsure.
Ned looks back at you, as you lied there peacefully
"We have to try."
Edward lies you on the ground as Ned took the book and looked at the spell.
"Hold her hand and I'll hold the other. Whatever you do, don't let go."
"I won't." Edward said.
Ned looked down at the book, repeating the words that was written on the page. Everyone around them saw a small glowing orb erupting from Ned's and Edward's chest.
"That's their souls." Wong whispered to Peter and MJ.
They flew in the air at the moment, slowly twirling around each other until the souls flew in your chest. A few seconds past and you gasp for air. Ned and Edward jump back from you unexpectedly. You look down and see that how your stab wound healed completely, barely leaving a scar.
“What- what happened?” You ask, looking around.
"You died for a good 5 minutes. All hope was gone till we decided we split our souls so you could come back."
"We?" You ask.
He looks over your shoulder and you turn around in his direction, seeing Edward standing alone.
Ned helped you get up until you were on your feet and you slowly take a few steps towards him.
He looks so scared as you got closer to him.
"Is it really you?" You ask, your heart still unsure if your Ned was back.
"On our first date... we went to go watch that new Disney movie. You looked cold so I gave you my letterman jacket. And when you wanted to hold my hand, I warned you that I had sweaty hands and you said -"
"-I had calloused hands so it was perfect." you finished his sentence
Edward and you laugh quietly as he looks at you, close to tears.
"I am so sorry, for everything. If I could take everything back, I would-"
You stopped Edward as hugged him tightly.
Besides you two, everyone around you began to tear up. Strange had to step away because he was more of a mess than all of you.
Edward choked as he quickly wrapped his arms around you, needing your touch like it was the only thing that was keeping him alive.
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"Thank you, for everything." You said to Peter and MJ as you and Edward were about to leave this dimension.
You've stayed for an extra two days, wanting to regroup all the events this week. But, you two decided it was time to go home.
"Of course, I'm glad that you're able to go back, Ned." Peter said.
"Actually, I think I want to be called Edward from now on... it kinda grew up on me." Edward said, intertwining his hands with yours.
"I like it too." You smiled at him.
At a fair distance, Ned looked at you and Edward happily in love.
"How are you?" Wong asks as he walked up to Ned.
"I'm... i'm alright. Made my piece that they'll be going back. I'm happy for them." Ned said, smiling contently.
Wong nodded his head.
"We need to discuss about your magic. Strange and I were talking and we had never seen someone advanced this quickly during their training. You're powerful Ned, more than you realize."
Ned looks down at his hands, knowing that too.
"Like I told you awhile ago, my Lola told me that we had a long line of people who were gifted."
"It's more than that, Ned. I believe you are a descendant of a powerful lineage. It ties to a mystic artifact that we've encountered: the Ten Rings. No one knows its origin, not even the man that beholds it."
"What's his name?" Ned asked curiously.
"His name is Shang-Chi. I will be meeting him in a few weeks to research more about this from his late mother's homeland, and I want you by my side on my expedition."
"I'm honored, Master Wong. I won't let you down!" Ned replied, about to hug Wong, but decided to bow instead.
Wong smirks and releases a sigh.
"I'll make an exception, just this once."
Ned smiled brightly and hugged Wong.
"Guys! Guys! Guys!" Ned yelled, running toward his friends.
"You didn't tell him everything, did you?" Strange asked.
"That what... he may be a descendant of the most evil sorcerers of ancient times?" Wong asked.
"I get it Wong, he's a good kid. But he needs to know his fate if his powers will corrupt him like The Duwende."
Wong sighs. He thought hearing Edward's alter ego sounded so familiar until he realized that duwende was the Filipino word for elf and goblin, or rather Hobgoblin.
"I will, but for now, we let him live the life he wants. He shouldn't be burdened of a historic destiny when he's finding himself."
The two look over to see Ned smiling and laughing with his friends. He almost died on countless attacks, disappeared from the blip and had to redo half of his education.
But one thing about Ned was that he stilled smiled, even in the face of casualty.
Wong and Strange walked away to give the teens some privacy as they discuss more of their expedition.
In a few minutes, everyone began to say their final goodbyes.
Ned was faced to-face with Edward.
"What are you going to do now?" Ned asked.
"I wanna see my family again. Just thinking about my Lola is making me tear up right now." Edward sighed, brushing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"But I'm going to get help. Even if I'm not Hobgoblin anymore, I need to make things right with the people I've hurt and take responsibility. Thank you, for reminding me of who I am." Edward said, lifting his hand.
"Actually, can we try something?"
Ned quickly taught him the handshake that him and Peter do and were laughing at how cool it was to be doing this with their doppleganger.
"Be kind to yourself, Edward. You were always a good person, don't ever forget that."
Edward smiles at Ned's words as the two hug each other.
"Mind if I steal you for a minute?" You interrupt.
Edward goes next to you and smiles, squeezing your hand before you and Ned were talking.
"I guess this is it." You said, rubbing the side of your arm.
"Yeah... it was um, nice to have you around." Ned said.
You look at him in a bit of disbelief.
"You know I have half of your soul, and that's how you're sending me off?" You sassed.
Ned couldn't help but crack a smile.
Your feels a bit heavy as you went up to him, holding his hand.
"I'm forever grateful for what you did for me these past few days. I'll never forget you Ned Leeds. I have apart of you with me."
Wong steps forward and signals that it's time to go. You look back at Ned and slip your hand away. Wong opens the portal and you and Edward look forward, seeing your New York.
"Ready?" You ask over your shoulder.
"Yeah, let's go home." Edward says.
Everyone waves them goodbye until something in Ned broke.
"Wait!" Ned yells after you.
You turn and see Ned run to you, wrapping his arms around you.
You hold onto Ned as you two began to cry. If these past days taught you anything, it was that love came at the most strangest of places. And you found a different kind of love with him, it was when two people who were hurting found each other.
He gave you a loving look as he wiped his tears away.
"Thank you, for the memories."
You gave him a tearful smile.
"Any time, I hope that one day soon, you'll find someone to share them with." You said, kissing his cheek as you slowly walk away from him as you go back to Edward. You two look back at the people who changed both of your lives.
And it was the last time you ever saw Ned.
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1 year later
"Okay, ready? Smile!" Ned said, taking a picture of Pete and MJ by the pond at the Boston Gardens.
It was now breaking into warmer weather, so the gang decided to treat themselves of a day of adventuring after finishing their exams from MIT.
Just when he's about to show them the picture, a soft whimper caught his attention. Ned's eyes lit up with curiosity as he spotted a cute, lost puppy wandering near a cluster of trees.
With a warm smile, Ned crouched down and gently scooped the puppy into his arms.
"Hey little guy." He cradled the adorable canine, looking around for any signs of its owner. Just as he began to worry, he hears a familiar voice.
"Milo? Milo!" the voice came closer as he saw them running to Ned with a dog leash that matched the small bulldog's collar that Ned saw.
"Oh my god- is that-" Peter asks.
"Yep. Our world's version of Spidergirl." MJ said, slightly blown away.
Ned was in utter shock as you came closer with relief on your face.
"Thank you so much for finding my Milo! I wanted to have him run without the leash for a few minutes but he's such a troublemaker, always wanting to find new friends!" You said, a bit out of breath.
Ned broke out of his spell and gave you back your dog in your arms.
"Yeah, I uh- I'm glad I bumped into you." Ned said, still in disbelief that you were standing in front of him.
"What do you mean? I should be the one thanking you! How can I repay you?" You ask, about to look in your purse.
"No no! It's okay. I really don't want anything."
"Are you sure? I mean... I could treat you to a coffee. It's the least I can do." You said, wanting to show your gratitude (especially since you thought the guy in front of you was really cute.)
Ned smiles as he looks over to his friends, giving him a thumbs up.
"Yeah, I'd like that."
In a different world, two of the same people were by the beach side in the west coast, soaking in the sun.
"This is much needed." You whispered, as you cuddled closer to Ned as you were enjoying your first vacation with just the two of you after your first year of college.
"Agreed." He whispers in your ear as you guys relax, hearing the small waves crash against your bare feet.
A lot has changed within the year.
Edward had a tearful reunion with his family, and may or may not have been slapped with his Lola's house slipper of his long disappearance, but she hugged him tightly afterwards, afraid to let him go again.
He get the help he needed during his road to recovery. He had moments where he doubted if he was a good person, but you were always there to remind him all the good things he has done.
"What are you thinking of?" Edward asked.
You took a deep breath as you hug him against your chest.
"Just thinking how lucky I am that you're here."
Edward looks back at you with a loving gaze.
"I think I'm the lucky one."
"Oh yeah?" you ask.
"Yeah... and I'll prove it." He says as he turned more in your direction.
You were about to ask what until he inched closer and kissed your lips. Both of you closed your eyes as you felt fireworks, the same way you felt on the day of your first kiss with him.
You connect your foreheads together, later kissing his head as you two stared off in the sunset together, feeling your souls intertwined.
A part of you felt Ned somewhere in another universe. Somehow, you knew that he felt accomplished and accepted... and found someone that would one day love him with all of her heart:
You.
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Going Under Ch. 8
summary: last day of tour before New York...aka, when all the Avengers attend!
characters: Bucky Barnes x OC
soundtrack: she drives me crazy - fine young cannibals
warnings: fluff, pop star fantasy x love story, set in an AU where the Avengers reunite after Civil War, pre-infinity war, slight angst, hurt/comfort, lonely reader/OC.
author’s note:  I KNOW all the chapters start pretty much the same way, but i’m setting the scene, ok! it’s going to switch up after this next one, i have lots of ideas! thanks for reading xo!
chapter list/links
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Gianna's final note hung in the air, the crowd erupting into thunderous applause as she gracefully exited the stage, a triumphant smile on her face. The adrenaline of her performance still coursed through her veins as she made her way backstage, the familiar chaos enveloping her.
Behind the scenes, the energy was palpable. Crew members hurriedly dismantled equipment, while makeup artists and stylists rushed around attending to the performers. Amidst the organized chaos, Gianna's eyes searched for a familiar face.
And there he was, leaning against a nearby wall, his strong presence (and jawline) catching her attention. Bucky, the adorably stoic assassin turned, stood tall amidst the backstage frenzy. There was something poetic about the way he stood still amongst the chaos of the stage crew tearing down the equipment. Bucky was consistent, constant, the only thing in her life that wasn’t moving at 100mph and at risk of running her over. His gaze met hers, a subtle smile forming on his lips.
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Gianna made her way towards him, navigating through the maze of activity with a sense of purpose. Bucky watched her approach, pulling the earpiece from beneath her hair and tugging the receiver off of her belt. Even in the darkness of the backstage area, she glowed. The costumes she wore, different for each night of the tour, all had one thing in common: sequins. Bucky tried to ignore the small beads of sweat across her chest, making a delicate river down her bustier. 
"Quite the performance," he remarked, forcing his gaze back to her eyes.  "You had ‘em eating out of the palm of your hand."
Gianna chuckled, the exhilaration of the stage still coursing through her veins. Bucky could hear her heart pounding and wishful thinking told him it had something to do with his presence, not just the three hour concert she’d put on. 
"Well, Bucky, this is all just preparation for the big show,” She winked. “We have New York tomorrow night, and I have a few people to impress.”
“What, is that Yankee player coming to watch or something?” He mocked, knowing Gianna had adamantly shut down her publicist’s pleas to go out with the pitcher. 
“Close…maybe the only thing more American than a Yankees player.” She turned as she spoke, walking towards her green room. Her arm was bent up at an awkward angle, attempting to reach her zipper between her shoulder blades. 
Bucky reached forward as they walked, brushing Gianna’s hair aside and sliding the zipper down a few inches to where she could reach it. 
“Thanks,” She said over her shoulder, eyes playful. 
“Okay…the only thing more American than a Yankees player…wouldn’t that be some kind of hot dog vendor?”
“Bucky, come on!” Gianna whined, giving him a light shove. “Give me a real guess before I just cave and tell you.” 
He opened his mouth to guess as he held the door to her green room open, but she couldn’t contain her excitement anymore and cut him off. 
“Fine, fine, I’ll tell you, you beat me down! It’s Captain America. Well, and the rest of the Avengers, but I couldn’t think of a better way to lead into it. All your friends! Tom got them a box right across from center stage! I figured they could watch from backstage if they really wanted to, but then they really wouldn’t have a great view of the show and the pyrotechnics and -”
She paused to take a breath and met Bucky’s eyes. “I hope it’s okay I invited them…I wanted to surprise you since we’ve been on the road so long, I thought you might miss them.” 
A lopsided smile spread across Bucky’s lips. “Of course it’s okay, G. You know, you’re the only person who finds downtime on a world tour to surprise their bodyguard.” 
“Well, he’s a pretty damn good bodyguard. Plus, I may have ulterior motives.” She teased, letting her sequin bodysuit fall to the floor. 
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As her glittery-tight clad toes stepped to the side, Bucky looked at the ceiling. It wasn’t uncommon for Gianna to change in front of him, or in front of anyone really. On any given day, she’d have hands and eyes all over her. Fixing her hair, applying glitter to her arms and collarbone, measuring her, assisting her in and out of costumes. Bucky knew it was her profession that had desensitized her to privacy, but it still felt wrong not to look away. Especially knowing the thoughts playing in his head weren’t always as innocent as her wardrobe stylists. 
Bucky smirked, a playful glint in his eye. "I do my best, but tell me more about these motives."
Gianna tilted her head, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "I want to meet your friends, duh, the ones who think we-" She poked her finger through an ‘o’ formed with her other hand. “You know.” 
He chuckled, his gaze never leaving hers. "Yeah, they bought that one more easily than I expected. Must have been compelling evidence.”
“Maybe I should have pursued acting instead.” Gianna slipped her sweatshirt over her head and slid her feet into her slides. Bucky picked her duffel off of the vanity and they began weaving through the catacombs of the stage. 
Tonight was different, they weren’t going back to the hotel. They had a red eye flight to get to New York, and their driver was waiting outside to take them straight to the airport. 
Once they slid into the backseat of the car, Gianna curled her feet up underneath her. 
“So what are they like?” 
“Who, the Yankees or the hot dog vendors?”
Gianna rolled her eyes. 
“Oh, oh, the Avengers. I mean they’re pretty normal, until someone takes a swing at one of ‘em. I’m sure Wanda will blend in with the rest of your fans.” 
“Do you think they’ll like me?” 
Bucky searched her earnest green eyes, baffled that she still questioned whether or not people would like her. Not only because of her fame, but because in every interaction he witnessed, everyone seemed to adore her. 
“How could they not?”
Gianna smiled, clearly put at ease by his comment. He could tell she wanted to keep talking, but her yawn overtook her. 
“Hey, we have about half an hour ‘til we get to the airport. Why don’t you rest your eyes for a little?” Bucky offered, knowing she wouldn’t turn down the chance to rest. 
Gianna nodded and slid her seatbelt behind her, laying down so her head was in Bucky’s lap. His hands hovered in the air for a moment, unsure what to do with them. She fell asleep in less than a minute, her shoulders rising and falling as she breathed. Bucky lowered his left arm down, resting it across her shoulders. He was careful not to put the full weight of the vibranium on her, even though it left him awkwardly cramped. 
He didn’t move for the rest of the drive. 
The next morning, Gianna’s schedule was clear until her 3pm soundcheck. Their flight had gotten in just before sunrise, so the team agreed to let her sleep. 
Bucky sat on the edge of his hotel room bed, lacing up his sneakers. 
“Meet at 4th and Grand?” - Steve Rogers
“See you in 5.” Bucky typed back. 
They’d made plans to go for an early morning run when Bucky found out they’d have downtime in New York. Gianna would sleep until at least 10am after the long night of travel, and there was an easy loop for them to jog without ever being more than a mile from the hotel. 
As he stepped into the elevator, Bucky sent off one more text. 
“Going out for a jog, text when you’re up. I’ll get coffee.” 
His message was just as much an offer to bring her favorite drink as it was an easy way to alert himself when she was up. He didn’t want her to feel trapped, but also didn’t want her wandering off on her own. 
As Bucky rounded the corner, he saw a familiar face smiling at him. 
“Look who it is, finally back to New York.” Steve strode forward and gave Bucky a quick hug, patting his back hard. 
“Yeah, looks like the city nearly fell apart without me.” Bucky joked, gesturing to the nonstop hustle and bustle of the city they both called home. 
Bucky and Steve were the only two that matched each other’s running pace, their super soldier makeup making it nearly impossible for anyone else to keep up. As they ran in the cool October air, their breaths came out in white puffs. This assignment was the longest they had been on separate missions since they’d been reunited, and Steve was eager to catch up with his best friend.
"So, how’s the assignment going?" Steve asked, his voice laced with curiosity.
Bucky shrugged. "It’s easy," he said, his voice casual. “There were a few explosives, but apparently they were there on purpose. Something about making the show more exciting.” 
Steve raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "Easy? You’ve been on a nonstop pop music tour. You. Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes? The one who doesn’t even know what Spotify is?" he asked, his voice teasing. 
Bucky grinned, ignoring the jokes. "It’s easy because of her," he said, his voice sincere. “She’s not at all like I expected, man. She’s…funny, and so nice. Like, way nicer than I’d be if I was her. She’s the richest person I know besides Stark and she still thanks me for opening the door for her.” 
Steve rolled his eyes, amused. "Look at you, you're smitten with her," he said, his voice teasing.
Bucky laughed as they jogged along. "I am not, I just…misread her, that’s all. She’s easy to be around, so the assignment is easy. Especially when I’m used to you morons." he joked.
“Yeah, she’s a little easier on the eyes than Vision.” Steve laughed. “But for the record, I wouldn’t blame you if you were. Smitten, I mean.” 
Bucky’s laugh subsided. "I know, I know," he said, his voice turning serious. "But come on, the girls’ got literal Yankees trying to date her. She’s one of the most famous women on the planet. She’s not gonna go out with me, the hired help.”
“So how do you explain her ending up in your bed?” Steve cocked an eyebrow knowingly. 
Bucky laughed, “That was her idea, all hers.” 
“The sex?”
“No, no, the photo. There was, uh, no sex.” Bucky shook his head as they ran. 
“So why were you…”
“She asked me to stay with her after a close call with some psychopath after a show. She was scared. But nothing happened. Then the next morning, we were talking about how I had no game and she had the bright idea to try to trick you guys.”
Steve laughed. “I should have known. You had me fooled.” 
Bucky rolled his eyes. “Man, I should have kept that one going. It would have given me major street cred with Sam.”
“Hey, I’m not gonna be the one to tell him.” Steve elbowed Bucky and took off at a faster pace, the two super soldiers racing for the last few miles of their run.
As they turned the last corner before returning to  the hotel, Bucky’s phone went off. 
“It should be illegal to be that productive the morning after a red eye.” 
Bucky chuckled, typing back. “Good morning to you too. Ready for coffee?”
A few seconds later. “You know the way to my heart!”
Ignoring the flutter in his chest, Bucky turned to Steve, waving his phone.
“Well, duty calls.” 
“Yeah,” Steve chuckled. “You really got the shit end of this deal. Hopefully I never get a mission as grueling as bringing lattes to beautiful women in their five star hotel room.”
Bucky rolled his eyes. “It was good to see you, man. I missed you.” 
Steve patted him on the back. “You too, Buck. Welcome back. I’ll see you tonight.” 
“Steve?” Bucky called as he walked into the coffee shop on the corner. “Tell everyone not to embarrass me tonight.” 
Steve chuckled and broke into a jog back towards the Avengers tower.
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Being With Yami Sukehiro
I love making these but it always takes so long. I don’t have another one in my queue but I do take requests! (You just might have to wait XD)
What it’s Like Being With Yami Sukehiro
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“Sorry, you had to pick me up hot stuff. Finral ditched me,” Yami stumbled out of the bar. It wasn’t like the captain of the Black Bulls actually needed to be escorted home for safety reasons, but Finral gave the captain’s partner a heads up because a drunk Yami could do a lot of damage in one night. “Are you mad?”
He didn’t sound serious. He knew no one could be mad at his handsome face. But playfully ignoring him, the walk back to the base was actually quite romantic. A few fellow drunks were stumbling back home, but for the most part, it was quiet and peaceful, a far cry from how busy the streets usually were. Testing his limits, Yami moved his hand closer, brushing his fingers against theirs before tightening his grip. Hand holding usually wasn’t a Yami Sukehiro move, but they also felt warm and safe despite them being rough. “Dark magic gets a bad rep, you know.”
“I know.” His drunk musings were usually the same as these fancy nobles had flashy fire and mercury magics but failed to take what darkness could do seriously. Not that he was offended, he really wasn’t, but the attitude was annoying to put up with, especially at meetings.
“Maybe darkness, in general, gets a bad rep,” he stopped, looking up at the sky. “Without the dark, the moon wouldn’t look so beautiful,” it was beautiful, truly. Bright enough that it wasn’t hard to find the way home, and even though the warmth came from it being a summer night, it was hard not to think at least a little bit of it came from her glow. “Hey,” he turned to look at his partner, “come here,” he took their arm, pulling them against his chest so they could look at it together. “But it’s not nearly as beautiful as you,” he said softly.
Hearing something like that from a man like Yami was something that didn’t feel real, even to him. Quickly he realized what he said and started laughing, “God, don’t tell the squad I said something that sappy,” he let go and began to walk again, “not that anyone would believe you. The smile and wink he gave before facing forward were with the utmost confidence, but deep down, he wondered exactly what kind of comparison he was trying to make.
Playlist:
Feel In Love With A Girl-White Stripes
HOT DEMON B!TCHES NEAR U ! ! !-CORPSE ft. Night Lovell
I WANNA SEE SOME ASS- Jack Harlow ft. jetsonmade
Need To Know- Doja Cat
Are You That Somebody- Aaliyah
Cupid’s Chokehold/Breakfast In America- Gym Class Heroes
Knock You Down- Keri Hilson ft. Kanye West and Ne-Yo
Lean On- Major Lazer ft. MO and DJ Snake
All The Stars- Kendrick Lamar ft. SZA
Do I Wanna Know- Arctic Monkeys
Calling My Spirit- Kodak Black
Dark Red- Steve Lacy
Gravity- Tyler The Creator
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