#duke!steve rogers x queen!reader

[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

My Queen Chapter 2

Steve Rogers is the newly inherited Duke of Brooklyn, struggling to fix the mistakes of his parents while enduring an overbearing, matchmaking mother.  He has no intention of anything romantic in his future, but will a forced love connection with the Queen change his mind?

Warnings: smut, slight domestic violence, minor character death

Friday came and Steve was fuming.  His mother was constantly hovering nearby, fussing with his collar as he left his room and chattering at him about royal protocol as he walked towards the front door.  “You’ve grown so much since you last went to an event, you’re so handsome!  I’m sure she’ll love you–”

“Ma,” Steve said warningly.  

Sarah put her hands up in surrender.  “Okay okay.  Well good luck my dear,” she said as he walked to the car pulling up for him.  The driver quickly opened the door and he settled into the seat.  He thanked the driver and nodded to his mother as the door shut then sighed heavily when they took off towards the palace.  He had not been to any royal events in years, due to his embarrassment.  His mother was right, he had grown physically over the years, so he was sure Queen Y/N wouldn’t even recognize him from the last time she saw him.  He probably wouldn’t recognize her either.  They had barely become adults the last he saw her, and it wasn’t like they were ever properly friends, just acquaintances.

When they pulled up to the palace the door was opened for him again and he was led inside and through some hallways until they reached a large sunroom with a table prepared with two places settings.  Steve marveled at the almost fully-windowed room.  There were sun catchers placed in the awnings above him, little iridescent mobiles tinkling against each other from the breeze of an opened window and casting rainbow prisms along the adjacent wall and floor.  There were scores of plants lining the long window sill with a section in one corner covered by a long cushion and a blanket folded up next to it with a book sat atop.  He was left to wait for her and in the silence he strode up to the window seat and picked up the book.  Steve didn’t recognize the title, “Beauty” by Robin McKinley, but read the synopsis and thought it interesting.  A fantasy reader, he mused.  He set the book down and walked along the window inspecting the plants.

“Rogers,” a voice gruffed behind him.

Steve turned and then smiled.  “Wilson.”

Sam laughed and approached him, giving him a long hug.  “It’s been a while.”

“It has, how are you?” Steve asked as he clapped Sam’s shoulder.

“Well, thank you.  I’m sorry to hear about your father.  I would have come to the funeral–”

“Please, I know you were out of the country with Her Majesty.  It’s fine,” Steve waved away his concern.  “We got her card.  All is well.”

“Hm.  So…your mother…” Sam raised an eyebrow at him.

Steve sighed again, hanging his head.  “I know, don’t get me started.”

Sam laughed again.  “It’s alright, Her Majesty is well aware of how Sarah is.  You have nothing to be worried about.”  Steve gave him a small appreciative smile.  “Speaking of, she’ll be here in just a moment.  I just wanted to come say hello before I’m dismissed.”

“And now you’re free to go,” Y/N walked through the door just then, her lady’s maids following behind and distracting her so her eyes were turned away looking at the fabric they were showing her.

“Ah, excuse me,” Sam gave Steve a head bow then turned to Y/N and bowed to her.  

“Oh, shoo, all of you!” Y/N snapped, pushing away the fabric and waving Sam away, who quickly pushed the lady’s maids out the door and closed it behind him.  “Ugh, I’m sorry, Your Grace, I–” Y/N finally looked at him and paused, her eyes slightly widening.

“Your Majesty,” Steve walked forward, bowing to her.  Y/N automatically gave him a small curtsy and gave him her hand which he took and kissed her knuckles lightly before releasing it and standing straight.  “Thank you for your card.  We were most appreciative of your condolences.”

“Of course,” Y/N said, giving him a polite smile.  She tried not to ogle him.  Steve had grown over a foot, gained a lot of muscle and had become incredibly handsome since she’d last seen him.  He was no longer the scrawny, sickly boy she’d met years before.  He sported a slightly longer haircut and a clean cut full beard, making him look rugged but put together.  “Shall we?” she gestured to the table.

“Yes,” Steve said and held out a chair for her.  She thanked him as she sat and he walked around the small table to the other chair facing her.  Once he was sat Y/N picked up a small bell and rang it, resulting in a few maids and footmen bringing out plates of food and drinks.  As they placed it all down in front of them she thanked each of them with a smile before dismissing them.

“So, long time no see,” Y/N ventured starting the conversation as she put her napkin in her lap.

Steve huffed a laugh as he did the same.  “Yeah, I uh…” Y/N watched him as she piled her plate with food from the dishes in front of her.  He snorted as he looked away.  “I know I should apologize for not being social, but I won’t.”

Y/N smiled widely.  “You have nothing to apologize for.  Being antisocial is not a crime.”

“Tell that to my mother,” Steve mumbled.  Y/N laughed at his deadpan tone.  Steve seemed surprised at her laughter and a wider smile lit up his face.  

“Yes, she is…tenacious,” Y/N said, hiding her mirthful smile behind her teacup while she took a sip, giving him a playful glance.

Steve smirked.  “I feel like I need to apologize for her, though.  I do not condone such behavior,” the crease between his eyebrows returned.  Y/N wanted to run her finger down that crease to help him relax.  “My parents sent you letters asking for increases.  That was not acceptable and you were right to deny them.”

Y/N felt for him.  His embarrassment was palpable, and she could tell he didn’t particularly want to be at this lunch date.  She sighed, setting her cutlery down as she leaned back in her chair.  Steve was surprised again at her change in demeanor.

“May I speak frankly with you, Steve?”  Y/N cocked an eyebrow at him.  Steve nodded warily.  “As your mother may have told you, I’m looking for a husband.” Steve’s eyes narrowed at her.  “But I’m not.  My advisors are.  I’m turning 33 this year and they have decided that means I’m becoming an old spinster.  They’re threatening a Parliamentary takeover if I do not secure a partner to help me create an heir soon.  And since our Parliament is full of imbeciles, I’m afraid of what that could mean for our country.” She looked away from him and out the window, watching the hummingbirds at the feeder outside.  “I do not need a husband to rule.  This is the 21st century, for fuck’s sake.”  

Steve couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up his throat at her cursing.  Y/N laughed with him, shaking her head.  “I can tell you are embarrassed by your parents’ behaviors, believe me I know what that’s like, and now you have quite a load on your shoulders to bear when it comes to securing you and your mother’s futures.  A union with me would be highly advantageous to you.”  She leaned up against the table with her arms, looking at him conspiratorially.  “The suitors my advisors have been finding for me have been as idiotic as they are.”  Steve snorted at her candor.  “So when Sam said you were coming for lunch, I knew it was the work of your mother, but I thought it would be interesting to see how it goes, since I remembered you as a kind but quiet boy.  Now you’ve grown into a full-fledged man, and strikingly handsome if I do say so myself,” she smirked at him.  Steve blushed at her compliment.  “I don’t like playing games and I don’t like wasting my time.  If you do not wish to pursue anything romantic of any kind with me, please say so now, so I may know how to proceed with this lunch.”

Steve gawked at her.  Y/N had grown into quite the impressive woman, not just because she was the Queen, but also because of her tenacity and passion in governing the country.  She had made leaps and bounds beyond what her predecessors had been able to accomplish within just 15 years of her reign and made a reputation for herself as a blunt but fair ruler.  She was very attractive, he’d always thought so, but even more so now as she aged and grew into herself and her own personality.  He found her incredibly alluring and loved that she was straight forward with him.  

“To be honest, no, I wasn’t planning to pursue anything romantic,” Steve decided to be honest.  

Y/N nodded but didn’t look hurt or embarrassed.  “I appreciate your honesty.”

“Not because of anything to do with you personally!  Just because I have not wanted the same relationship I’ve seen my parents or others in nobility with arranged or advantageous marriages have,” he paused, trying to find the right words.  She nodded.  “But I do find you…quite charming.”

Y/N giggled at him.  “Charming?  I don’t think I’ve ever been called charming before.”

“Really?” Steve said, genuinely surprised.  

“Perhaps some polite euphemisms that refer to my blunt nature…sometimes intimidating,” she trailed off.

“That’s what makes you charming,” Steve then copied her stance and leaned forward on the table.  “Alluring.”

“Alluring?” Y/N’s eyebrows raised high.  “My goodness Steve, are you trying to make me blush?”

“Maybe,” Steve smirked at her.  He felt himself getting more comfortable with flirting.  “It does bring such a pretty color to your face.”

Y/N’s eyes widened as she did blush that time.  She couldn’t hold his gaze and quickly looked down at her food.  “Thank you,” she muttered, giving him a quick glance.

“Are you not used to receiving compliments, Your Majesty?” Steve teased her.

“Y/N, please.  And I receive plenty of compliments, but they're usually from people trying to get something from me,” Y/N answered honestly.  “They're also not usually coming from such a pretty face.”

Steve blushed deeply, having to look away from her this time and fight the smile on his face.  “Pretty, am I?” he laughed.

“Ridiculously,” Y/N laughed with him.  They stared at each other for another moment.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” Steve said hopefully.

Y/N gave him a lopsided smile.  “Yes.”

The rest of lunch was them eating and getting to know each other better.  By the time they had finished their plates and the conversation began to wind down, the sun had moved in the sky, casting shadows into the sunroom as the afternoon wore on.  A knock came at the door, interrupting Y/N in a story about Sam, who walked through the door.

“Speak of the devil,” Steve laughed.

Sam gave them both a disapproving look then turned to Y/N.  “Your Majesty, your meeting with the Prime Minister?”

“Ugh,” Y/N rolled her eyes dramatically, wiping her hands and her mouth on her napkin then standing.  Steve quickly stood with her.  “I’m sorry to cut this short, Steve–”

“Short?  You’ve been talking for three hours!” Sam said incredulously.  Y/N’s eyebrows raised at him and he shut his mouth and looked down.  Steve chuckled.

“As I was saying, thank you for coming to lunch, Steve,” Y/N turned back to him and lifted her hand.  He quickly took it and kissed her knuckles again.  Instead of dropping her hand he decided to be bold and pulled her hand, making her step towards him.  He then dipped his head and kissed her cheek, making her inhale sharply, her fingers grasping his hand tightly.

“It was my pleasure, Y/N,” Steve said quietly next to her ear.  She looked up at him with wide eyes, her mouth slightly open.  “I’ll call you about that date.”

“I look forward to it,” Y/N said politely, but there was a hunger in her eyes.

Steve smiled and bowed to her before walking toward the door, Sam staring at him wide-eyed as he followed him out.  Once they were out of earshot Sam pushed him, making him trip forward a bit.  “What the hell?” Steve scoffed at him.

“What was that?” Sam chastised him.  “You can’t kiss her face!  Or call her by her first name!” 

“Well I just did,” Steve smiled.  “We have a date.”

“A date?” Sam whisper-yelled at him.  “How?  She hasn’t wanted to date anyone…ever!”

“Guess I’m a pretty good flirt,” Steve shrugged.  Sam led him back to the front doors, the car already waiting for him.  “Hey, what’s her favorite flower?”

Sam gave him an unimpressed look.  “Sunflowers.  Why?”

“Just checking,” Steve said, clapping Sam’s shoulder before getting in the car.  His mother would never let him live this down.

#marvel #smut #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers #duke!steve rogers x queen!reader #queen!reader #duke!steve rogers #royal au #modern royalty au #series fanfic #chapter 2

[hail-the-veil]

Fandoms, rules and WIP!☠️

RULES:

(SUB! BOT!) MALE CHARACTERS ONLY! (ftm/afab included)

(DOM! TOP!) MALE READER ONLY (amab only)

Any genre allowed (fluff, smut, etc) I'm okay with anything, go as wild as you can, we're not kink shaming here. As long as it's not pedophilia, you're fine. I may take long to finish your request so be patient. I like writing afab/ftm characters 😸 *insert turn your fav male character to masc trans*

-hail

Currently open for request for fandom and characters (more coming soon):

One piece

-Zoro, ace, sanji

The last of us

-joel

Hunger games

-snow, peeta

COD

- tf141, alejandro, konig

atsv (spiderman universe)

-miles, miguel o hara, peter b parker

DC

- d!ck grayson, jason todd, damian wayne, tim drake, bruce wayne, duke thomas

-wally west, barry allen

-roy harper, oliver queen

-hal jordan

-aqualad/garth

-clark kent, conner kent, jon kent

-john constantine

MARVEL

-steve rogers, Matt Murdock,

Jujutsu kaisen

-gojo, geto, nanami, choso, megumi

Baldurs gate 3

-gale, halsin, astarion, wyll, rolan, dammon, raphael, gortash

HSR

-blade, aventurine, welt, sunday, gallgher, jing yuan, boothill, danheng, gepard, dr ratio, sampo

Genshin impact

-zhongli, childe, dottore, baizhu, wriothesley, neuvillete, alhaitham, kaveh, diluc, kaeya, thoma, tighnari

Harry potter

-Harry potter, cedric, draco

Blue lock

-isagi, chigiri, nagi, reo, niko, rin, sae, kaiser, shidou, aryu, kuon

Castlevenia

-Alucard, dracula, trevor, Hector

FNAF

-Michael afton

-leon kennedy, carlos, chris, ethan

Resident evil

Stardew valley

-all the bachelor

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WIP

-raphael (bg3) x TAV/male reader

"a scroll away" (smut; dub con) (very little plot)

-poly! Male reader x sanji x zoro headcanon (Suggestive)

#dom male reader #top male reader #resident evil #x male reader #baldur's gate 3 #fanfic #blue lock x male reader #one piece #the last of us #blue lock #bottom male character #bottom character #fnaf #genshin impact #honkai star rail #harry potter #jujutsu kaisen #marvel #dc comics #dc universe #atsv #spiderman #castlevania #cod #cod mw2 #fandoms #writing #smut #fluff #angst

[sapphicsaus]

regal ties - wanda maximoff

Summary: the reluctant princess meets the willing warrior.

Pairing: wanda maximoff x knight!female!reader, slight natasha romanoff x reader (eventually just platonic)

i ii iii

“She is the strongest warrior I’ve yet to see.”

“But father, she is merely a woman, not fit to protect a king, or the princess.”

“Untrue, my boy, you have not seen her in battle!”

“You are too kind, my lord.”

“I speaking nothing but truths.”

“The army is off to battle outside of Sokovian lines, and I as your queen have waved your duties as battalion commander.” You face drops at the proclamation. You frown, wiping your dirty mouth with a napkin, and you place it on the table. “Thank you, malady, but may I ask why?”

“The princess will be shipped in from England within the day, and I need her to be watched. You are one of the only people I trust to not let her get hurt.”

“We are discuss trading options with a Duke in the region of Prussia.” You nod to yourself. The king smiles at you.

“I will do as you please, my king.”

“Brilliant.” You take in a breath.

“May I excuse myself?” The king excuses you, and you push out your chair, walking outside of the dining hall. It wasn’t long before your walk led you to the yard where many soldiers were receiving training.

<>

As you approached, Steve noticed and spoke up. “ATTENTION, MEN!” All men stopped their jousting and rushed to the middle of the field at attention. “Commander Y/N has approached.” You grip the handle of your blade and walk up to the men.

“Men! I have been informed by the king that a Duke from Prussia has come to discuss trade. I expect you to be at your best. I have been appointed as a personal detail for the princess, so Commander Rogers will be my successor until I am needed in battle.”

“Finally!” Everyone falls silently as you glare towards them.

“Excuse me?” Silence. “Reveal your foul tongue, or I shall strike you down.”

A large burly man moves through the crowd, and barely towers over you with a smirk. “Steve is more of a leader than you, girl.” Of course Rumlow, the low life servant pig, had something to say. You scoff.

“That may be so, but I must tell you something.” You reach onto your belt, and pull a thick knife of a holster, swiftly swiping it onto his neck. “I was bred of warriors. This blade has killed millions, and will strike a million more. If you decide that I am not fit, so be it, but you will not speak above your station.”

You two began to stare one another down, until footsteps came down the stairs. “Commander!” You turn swiftly, blade still to his neck as you watch the messenger fidget slightly. “Um…the princess is here!”

<>

You walked behind the young boy whom you remembered to be May’s nephew, Peter, as he walked fast to the dock. The weight of your armor slowed you down as the wooden stairs creaked under your thick leather boots.

When you arrived on the dock, everyone seems to bow as she boards off but you don’t. I could have this person hung, she thought. Her dresses was short enough for her to walk out. Servants, including the messenger grabbed her trunks and began to walk them back up. She approached you.

“Princess.” You say with a bow of your head. “Ah, one of father’s lackeys? Does he want you to protect me?” You chuckle slightly as the crew moves past you. “Most insult my sex before they do my integrity, this is a first.”

“I don’t need protective detail, especially from another woman.”

“Ah! There it is, surprised you lasted that long.”

“You are speaking to me as if we are old friends. Know that I am your superior…”

“Y/N.” She scoffs.

“Y/N, stupid name that is.” She walks past you and towards the stairs, and you move to catch up. “I don’t need a protective detail.” She mumbled. You chuckle to yourself.

“Tell that to the arrow I took for your brother. A “friend” tried to assassinate him. The king is being cautious, and as the commander for th-“

“You’re the commander? What of Thaddeus?”

“Killed in battle months ago.”

“Goodness.” You hum as you allow her to pass.

<>

You had arrived to the dining hall where Wanda was greeting her family as Pietro approaches. “I tried with all my might, but they wouldn’t be swayed.” You smile, patting his back.

“It’s alright, your sister is quite the young woman.”

“A wretch that is.” He says, making you snicker. “Not far off.”

“I do love her, but her demeanor is fitting of her title. Spoiled princess.” Wanda is approaching, blatantly ignoring you. “Brother.”

“My sweet Wanda, oh how I have not missed you.” Wanda rolls her eyes as the two embrace. “I assume you’ve met Y/N.” He gestures over to you, making you smirk. “Yes, my lord, it seems as though she loathes the name.”

Pietro looks over at Wanda who shoots you at not so subtle glare. “I love your name, Y/N.” He smirks, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Much appreciated, my lord.”

“Ugh! Have I not told you about the formalities?! No more!” He pats your shoulder, walking off to his parents as your eyes meet Wanda’s. “I’ve only to escort you to your chambers, and you will not see me for the rest of the night.” You say with a kind smile.

“Hmm. And where are your chambers?”

“I sleep in the house near the stables, but my noblemen share my intended room.”

“How come?” You shrug. “I enjoy sleeping naked in bales of hay.”

Wanda looks slightly flustered, making you chuckle. “Sorry for my indiscretion. No, I um…I grew up grooming the horses, they get scared when I’m not near.” Wanda hums. “Well, I’ll bid everyone goodnight, and we can be on our way.” You nod, letting her walk away.  

———

The walk wasn’t far, and you has stopped in front of the cottage’s door. “Well. I’ve assigned two guards to watch over you at night. But I’ll probably be here early in the morning. Making my rounds.” You smile as she has no expression.

“Goodnight, princess. Welcome home.” You bow before her, making her crack a smile. When you stand up, you frown at her smile. “What?”

“Rarely anyone bows before me. At school it was only to mock.”

“Oh. Would you like me to stop?” She shakes her head no. “Do as you please.” She gives you a genuine smile before walking into the small cottage. 

You nod to yourself, uncrossing your hands from behind your back as you waltzed down the small hill. When you approached the small stable, you noticed your friend. Softly, you ran up to her, capturing her in a big hug that made her laugh, a rarity. 

“Let me down, you oaf!” You smile, letting her down as the wind blowed, her soft red hair and your tunic blowing with it. “So...How’s the princess, as spoiled as I heard?” Natasha asks curiously, making you scoff. “All you ladies do is gossip, hmm?” The woman shrugs, ringing out the towel in her hand. 

“She is fine, a bit spoiled, but nothing not expected of her.”

“Hmm.” The door on the other side opened, and there May was. “To sleep, you two. The guard don’t like us fraternizing.” You chuckle as Natasha’s hand covered your chest. “I am the guard, May.” She rolls her eyes, brushing you off as she walks out. 

“Well, that’s my cue.” She turns back to you, kissing you on the cheek as she walks backwards the door May left from. She gives you an air kiss, and you pretend to catch, punding your chest hard as you fall on your back dramatically, making her laugh.  

“Goodnight, oaf.”

“Goodnight, my widow.”

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff au #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #royal au #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x re #natasha romanoff x you

[nickfowlerrr]

working on it

main masterlist

this is a list of all my wips (including requests) so we can all be on the same page in regards to what i have coming up 🖤

*these aren’t in any particular order - as you guys know, i write what i have inspiration to write and not in order of when requests were received or series were updated.* if you don't see your request on here, and did not get a response from me letting you know i'd be unable to write it, then i didn't receive it. feel free to send it in again if you'd like.

i saw @sweetpeapod’s “to do list” and it’s such a great idea i literally never would’ve thought to make one myself so all credit to her for this! 🥰

updated: 06/06/23

legend: actively writing • on hold/writer’s block • haven’t started

series

bucky barnes:

if i could - chapter five

keeping secrets - chapter seven

stucky:

trust me - chapter two

drabbles, one shots or continuations (not series)

andy barber:

waiting - pt 2

dark!professor andy

bucky barnes:

soft!dark bucky - basement wife

dark!brat tamer bucky

you can’t - pt 2

dark!ex bucky - pregnant reader (might not end up dark lolll)

when a stranger calls bucky

yandere mechanic bucky

“enemies” to lovers bucky

iou - pt 2…possible miniseries

enemies to lovers - one bed trope

die happy - chubby!reader

first time for everything - drabble

call it what you want to - pt 2

mean!bucky one shot

duke!bucky x duchess!reader (soft!dark?)

pro wrestler!bucky

charles blackwood:

dark!charles halloween fic

lee bodecker:

dark!lee - traveling!reader

dark!lee - salem witch trial

lloyd hansen:

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ransom drysdale:

delivery - one shot

mean!ransom one shot

nick fowler:

dark!nick - daddy’s dead - one shot

steve kemp:

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steve rogers:

mean!steve one shot

stucky:

dark! road trip fic (two stories in one/choose your own adventure)

royalty au

fumbling - drabble

fawn - pt 2

requests

humble request to the queen of my lil dark heart for your sluttiest a/b/o with your man of choice inspired by ‘hurt you’ by the weeknd 🖤

bucky barnes:

request/imagine: mafia bucky x reader where bucky is very obviously obsessed/infatuated with the reader and just wants her to be his but she plays hard to get (for some time) and starts hanging out with other men so he gets jealous and punishes her (smut if you want with degradation/humiliation kink idk💀) very new to tumblr so idk if im doing this right or not. thank you! 💘

Dearie write some angry seggs with Bucky barnes

Scenario 5 10 17 22 please & Dialogue prompts 32 and 38 please with bucky 😭 he’s a total grinch throughout but seeing the reader happy makes him happy and I love the grumpy x sunshine trope🤤😮‍💨

Hey yo! I'm not sure if you're still accepting Christmas prompts or anything (I've absolutely loved reading them) But I've been listening to this song on repeat and idk, I can just imagine the reader singing it to Buck on their first christmas together, and him falling even more in love with them. Anywho, happy holidays, can't wait to read anything and everything you bless us all with 🥰❤️🎄

What would have happened in a AU version of your dark biker Bucky finding his soulmate finally…and also meeting her husband?

What if the reader had a really toxic husband who wouldn’t let her go or let their divorce proceed unless she cheated on him? Only the man she picks for her affair, Bucky Barnes, is WAY worse than her husband and she doesn’t realize until it’s too late? (No idea though if this is like a mobster Bucky or Winter Solider or some other profession)

a bucky fic of any length based on this text exchange with my husband (who’s deployed) ((i’m the red bubble lol)) 🥹 you work is magic so i trust however you wanna take this

Bellllaaaaa hiiii:) I’m hooked on biker/bartender bucky(even tattoo artist bucky) with fucking Tats right now and I’d totally love if you could maybe write him and chubby/plus sized reader having a flirty relationship, maybe they’re like a fling or something. She works at his bar/tattoo shop, whichever au you pick, and they’re just fucking flirty and so naughty together lol. Smut is always welcomed!! Thank u bby in advance<3 mwahhh🥺💋

Was curious if you could do a TFAWS Bucky request? Reader is a curvy plus size gal, and Sam has been trying and trying to get Bucky to ask her out. Then one day, he finds her really upset and self conscious… He finally lets his true feelings show, trying to make her feel better… maybe it turns into more? 👀🥰 Like…. ‘Let me just show you how beautiful you are..’ kinda thing lol. I really hope that made sense ☠️☠️

charles blackwood:

Hello there I want to ask... Do you still write Charles blackwood x reader fanfic? It has to be very romantic but very naughty. Charles being very sexy and dominating. It is also the reader's very first time with him too. Can it include a photo of Charles as well? Thanks x

max burnett:

Hi can I request a max Burnett x plus!size reader.

nick fowler:

Okay, speaking of thots, having the Nick Fowler says something sexy in Romanian and leaves gifs back-to-back with the 'no, I'm not okay; I should be sucking his dick rn" thot was— 🥵 Think you could combine those two into a little (or big, would not complain 😉) something something? 😘🤍 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m reading a book about the history evolution of dating, and it has this section on sugar daddies and babies. Apparently a lot of sugar babies are warned not to fall for their daddies, but the women report that usually it’s the other way around and the men fall for them. So what about a soft dark mafia Nick who quickly gets obsessed with his sugar baby reader? He just get more intense the more she denies an emotion connection because it’s just bad business on her end.

pwyc! bucky:

Hi I loved your Pretty when you cry series read it twice already and you did a amazing job 🥰 I was wondering if you could write the reader from that series being catcalled by some creep and dark biker Bucky witnesses it and completely losing it and defending her and maybe it ends with some fluff I hope you have a lovely day or night ❤️

OK maybe After Reading your Dark Soulmate Story I want/need more 😁 So I was thinking about Bucky and the Curvy Reader. Was there ever a time when Bucky Breaks down and cry? Like, He is so Hurt that he is Not Angry but gets really sad? How would the Reader react? How would Bucky himself react? Thanks again For creating These two and thank you For your time🖤 i Love them.

Hi Bella! So you’re my fav tumblr writer and I’m never gonna get over pwyc cause it’s pretty fucking amazing, and I don’t know if you’re taking requests for drabbles or anything like that, but I thought I might as well ask! So imagine that Bucky and Y/N have been living together for a while and things have been great, but Bucky is thinking of proposing, but Y/N is so not ready to get married or have kids, and her and Bucky get into a huge fight over it, and maybe she briefly moves out, and Bucky is basically lost but like also super angry cause we all know he doesn’t take rejection too well, but in the end they make up and by that I mean smut, and you can decide if they get engaged or not, but yeah that’s basically it

Hi! I love pwyc so much then when i saw the new trust series was from you I did a little happy dance! I was wondering if i could request a little drabble of what would happen if reader found out she was pregant and how biker Bucky would react? If not no pressure honestly love all your fics thanks for sharing them with us!

Belllllllaaaaa I have a request to make for pwyc series💕❤️ Imagine bucky getting possessive and jealous of readers coworkers, the reader trying to escape when he thought they were finally getting somewhere in their relationship…..😬😬 would he be angry or upset just love feral bucky 🫣😭🥵

Pwyc reader having nightmare about that night Bucky raped her. While dark!pwyc Bucky is sleeping right next to her. So reader started crying in her sleep,tears and all (cause that's what she does best) from the nightmare with him in it and woke Bucky up. Bucky can tell what it was about and started to soothe her nightmares the only way his perverted ass knows how. He started nuzzling and kissing her neck all over and kiss all her all over her face including her lips,eyes and her tears away while his hands roam all over her body to wake her up. Reader woke up still crying and Bucky ended up giving her the most gentlest (?),angsty or passionate sex? Idk,it doesn't have to be gentle. Just like really angsty and passionate in a really pwyc dark!Bucky way to show reader he's her only choice no matter what so she just gonna learn how to love him and get over her fear and nigthmare with the fear and nightmare himself. And maybe some angsty stomach flipping aftercare afterwards. Dark! request ofc. This can be during pwyc or after pywc,it's up to you. Reader being a crybaby makes this fic special to me :,D Been looking for a pic like this. Thank you so much and sorry if my English sucks a lil. I try. Tysm again 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hiii Bella!! I love your writing so much, you're very talented 😍 I found the pwyc series about three days ago and I've read it twice 😅 I wasn't that productive at work ig 🤣 as a curvy girl myself who falls very close into the description of the reader/soulmate who loves Bucky, I felt very satisfied. So... I'm rubbish at requests but I thought I would like to ask for something and it's nice that you're kind and understanding so I don't feel too anxious about doing so 👀 so... what about reader going out shopping a dress for an occasion (idk what exactly, something formal-ish ig... a birthday party/dinner maybe?) and the shop assistants make her feel bad by saying things like "we don't have clothes in that big of a size, miss" or "this doesn't suit your fat thighs/stomach" (this has happened a lot to me, unfortunately)? And she gets home sad and spends all week self-loathing and insecure, wearing very baggy clothes and starving herself and pwyc bucky doesn't exactly get what's going on because she doesn't want to discuss it but he feels how down she feels and worries. Then he hears her explaining the experience to eva and he becomes a man on a mission. He has one thing in mind; to shower her with compliments, sweet nothings and have beautiful, passionate and rough sex with her 😏 (and also decides to punch whoever said sh*t about his girl). Thank youuu 💜💜 P.S. Sorry if this was too long☺️

hiii so i just thought of pwyc fluff (bc i love two hopeless romantics) so uhhh what if reader gives bucky a pet name? calls him "love" in front of his friends and bucky just melts and swoons

I just want pwyc reader and bucky to have kids 🫣😬😂 it would be so unexpected and I’m sure bucky would be super excited even if the news comes out of the blue 🥺🥺💕💕 it would be so funny though 😂😂

Just finished your dark soulmate Bucky fic-absolutely loved it, stayed up WAY too late reading it because I couldn’t stop. I was wondering if kids are ever discussed between them? I feel like no for both of them because Bucky seems too greedy to share the reader/lose time with her and I don’t know if the reader would really want babies with him after their start, even if she’s forgiven him. But I do wonder what would happen to Bucky’s mindset-does having a daughter make him realize any new aspects of what he did? Does a son make him worry about raising a man who could do what Bucky did to his own soulmate?

I have a pwyc prompt! Reader borrows Bucky’s beloved car as hers is in his shop. He tells her to be careful as it’s his baby. She misjudges a turn and wrecks it, only gets minor cuts/bruises but goes hospital to get checked out in case concussion. She doesn’t want to see bucky - freaking out about seeing him and admitting she crashed his baby but of course his main worries lie with someone else’s welfare!

what if reader wasn't bucky's soulmate but he wants her anyway. (long request)

Sorry in advance if this is too indulgent even for fanfic, but would you be interested in a prompt where pwyc Bucky is thrilled that the reader is gaining weight? Either because he takes it as a sign that she’s happy so she eating more, they’re going out on fun dates and have delicious things to eat or they’re spending too much time together for her to work out, etc etc. but he’s super into it. And loves to show it, especially during moments when she’s upset about it? So it’s something positive instead of negative.

Hi Bella. Love your work and love that you write curvy/plus size reader as I’m a curvier girl myself. I was wondering if you could write a Drabble/fic with pwyc bucky worshipping/praising reader’s bigger body - maybe she’s having a bad self image day or similar and he kisses all of her curves and lumps/bumps because he genuinely adores her figure and also is very much turned on by her even if she sometimes worries his muscular frame would be better suited to smaller partners as he’s so in shape.

This but she hurts herself bad?🤔🥺

“You come across any other kinks you wanna try, you just let me know. You know I’ll do anything for you, pretty girl.” Hmm how about breeding kink combined with marking kink. I believe the possessive side of Bucky here would absolutely eat this up and be feral. Would love to see your take on this, but if you don’t want, that’s okay! Thank youuu! 🫶🏻

Hi Bella! I have an idea for a PWYC Drabble please don’t feel obligated to respond or make it. So today I was walking and some total jerks yelled out the window calling me fat. I wonder how Bucky would either comfort reader or handle it. I know you have something similar with your knight drabble. Thank you for all of the incredible work you’ve given us, this is my favorite series of all time— you’re a great writer. ♥️🥹

Hi! I’m a huge fan of PWYC and I was wondering if you thought about doing a pregnancy one shot, or multiple shots related to Bucky and reader starting a family? I’m curious how the dynamic would be considering how Bucky already acts towards reader and how he tends to be very loving but also on consistent watch over reader. If you don’t like the idea or aren’t interested that’s totally okay too!

steve rogers:

I would love to see a stalker Steve Rogers who thinks he’s “courting” you when he buys you presents off your (private) wishlists, takes care of chores around the house when you’re sleeping or away, has lunch delivered to your workplace for you, etc. (sure it’s scary and weird all these things are happening to you, but I would also like to come home to packages on my porch and my lawn mowed, you know?)

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Star Wars

Jango Fett

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: You save him and he shows you there is more to life than fighting…

Meeting • Trust • Stay 🔥🧸 • Life 🔥🧸 • Death⚡

Speak Freely (epilogue of Just a simple man) ⚡🧸 - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: Boba hasn’t spoken Mando'a since the death of his father…

Darth Maul

Beauty and the Beast - Darth Maul x Queen of Naboo!Reader ⚡

Summary: Maul is tasked to keep you in line while his master’s plan comes together on Coruscant…

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Steve Rogers

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Tony Stark

Doctor Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Erik Killmonger

Loki

Grinch green - Loki x Maximoff!Reader

Summary: Being paired up on a mission with Loki ends up changing your relationship with the moody god…

Elektra

Casual fun - Elektra x Reader 🔥(🎱)

Summary: Riding high on adrenaline, you find something else to ride too…

Matt Murdock

Thor

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

X-Men

Erik Lehnsherr

Charles Xavier

Remy LeBeau

Apocalypse

Lord of the Rings

Thranduil

Legolas

Haldir

Éomer

Foundation

Brother Day

Day & Night - Brother Day x Reader ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: You can’t resist a challenge and what could be more daring than changing the fate of an Empire but you didn’t calculate with the obstinate nature of Day…

Triple Frontier

Benny Miller

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Will’s BFF!Reader 🔥

Summary: You are Will’s new bestie and everyone (except the two of you) thinks you’re gonna end up together but your love-hate relationship with his lil’ bro takes an interesting turn when you find out his call sing, that they never actually use…

Dog Soldiers series (Love, Death & Robots - Shape-Shifters AU)

Part 3 - Benny Miller

Gentlemen

Raymond Smith

A deal is a deal - Ray Smith x half Asian!Reader 🌎

Bribing • The Offer • Deal • Business🔥⚡ • Pleasure 🔥🧸 •  All’s fair… 🧸

Summary: You make an offer and you get yourself a Ray of Sunshine with the deal…

This is a terrible idea - Ray Smith x aristocrat!Reader

King Arthur - Legend of the Sword

King Arthur

All Hallows Eve - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🧸

Summary: Staying at the castle, you train Arthur so he can wield the sword properly. When All Hallows Eve arrives, the dead wants to be heard…

The Legend of his Queen (part 2 of AHE) - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🔥🧸

Summary: You fell in love with the King, even though you knew his destiny was to fall for someone else…

Good Omens

Crowley

Aziraphale

Vikings

Ragnar

Ubbe

Ivar

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

We are even - Derek Hale x hunter!Reader

Summary: You work with the Argents but you play by your own rules…

Chris Argent

Enola Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Bride (to lover) - Sherlock Holmes x Reader 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: A marriage of convenience. You never expected it to be anything else…

Narnia

Caspian

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

made up fic title: The Summer Prince

Witcher

Geralt

Vilgefortz

Darkness Within series - Vilgefortz x Calanthe’s daughter!Reader ❌🔥⚡

Summary: He found you when your mother sentenced you to death, he took you in and taught you everything you know, then he found out just how special you are…

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Robb Stark

The Wolf and the Lion - Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Summary: Stranger, betrothed, enemy, prisoner, wife, lover, traitor, saviour, captor…

Tyrion Lannister

Alicent Hightower

Imagine Alicent seducing you...

Star Trek

Khan

Spock

Bones

James Bond (No Time to Die)

Paloma

The Enemy of My Enemy - Paloma x Villain!Reader 🔥⚡

Summary: Your relationship with her is complicated but you have to take aside your differences because Bond needs you both to save the world this time…

Harry Potter (Marauders/Fantastic Beasts )

Sirius Black

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸🤍

made up fic title: Serpent's Heart

Percival Graves

Westworld

Logan Delos

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Venom

Eddie/Venom

*Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie

Summary: You harbour Eddie’s fugitive ass and put up living with the dysfunctional couple because you became friends with Venom after he saved your life.

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Zablife Story Share - Chapter 6 Tommy Shelby x Solomons!Reader, written for @zablife's Story Share collab

Summary: A few months ago Tommy woke up to find his wife gone, along with half his fortune. Now he is prepared to make a deal with the devil himself if he can get her back...

Imagine Tommy coming to you all bloody after meeting with Alfie

John Shelby

Polly Gray

made up fic title: The Devil's Gift

Mad Max

Max

Hero - Max x Reader 🤍

Inuyasha

Sesshōmaru

Imagine being some kind of cat yōkai

Imagine that you are the daughter of Ryūkotsusei

Imagine dying from poison

Kraven the Hunter

Sergei Kravinoff

Temptation

Silver Silence

changeling!Sergei Kravinoff x Carter!Reader (Psy-Changeling AU)

Summary: Control. Precision. Family. These are the principles that drive the youngest Carter, who is the director of the new agency that is meant to protect the three races and the fragile peace between them. If only the new leader of a powerful predatory changeling pack wasn’t so distracting and destructing…

TRESE

Maliksi

Sandman

The Corinthian

Imagine the Corinthian hunting you…

Imagine Dream taking you to his realm...

Imagine being an immortal and the Corinthian falling for you...

Gen V

Jordan Li

Imagine that your power is that you are able to mimic other powers…

Imagine Jordan being too insecure to ask you out but not for the usual reason…

Imagine thinking that Jordan is trying to intimidate you…

Once Upon a Time

Cyrus

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One Piece (OPLA)

Dracule Mihawk

Imagine Mihawk finding you, a weapon maker, extremely fascinating…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you… (2)

Imagine getting a reputation among the Marines because you survived a duel with Mihawk…

Imagine that you are the reason Mihawk gave up his Marine hunting ways…

made up fic title: The Girl with the Laurel Tattoo

Roronoa Zoro 

Vinsmoke Sanji

6 Underground

Billy/Four

Sons of Anarchy / Mayans M.C.

Jax Teller

made up fic title: We are what lies beyond

Angel Reyes

made up fic title: Where the squirrels burrow

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Territory Getting Hotter

Pairing: Carol Danvers x enhanced!Fem Reader

Words: ~2.9k

Summary: You’ve made another mess for the Avengers and they find out about your relationship with Captain Danvers

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (fe receiving oral sex, use of toys, squirting, overstimulation, light dom aspects), mentions of canon level violence, SMUT!!!! 18+ ONLY!!!!

A/N: I love these two!!! Dom!Carol is it you guys, wow. Also, reader is such a massive pain in the ass and I love her for it, I can’t wait to piss off every single Avenger with her antics.

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You beamed at Carol when she walked into the kitchen, still bleary eyed from sleep as she stretched and ran a hand through her hair.

“Hey babe!” You grinned at her. “Guess who made pancakes?”

“You’re the best sweetie.” She murmured, wrapping around your back and nuzzling into your hair. “We’ll make a housewife out of you yet.”

You laughed as she moved to pour herself some coffee when there was a sudden pounding on the front door.

“Danvers!!” A low voice shouted through the door. “Open up, its Rogers!!”

“Shit!” She hissed, looking around frantically as she tried to find someplace to stash you.

“Would you relax?” You said as you rolled your eyes at her. “He has to find out sometime.”

“Yeah, but not today! He already sounds pissed. One second!!” She shouted back, throwing on some sweats. “Just find somewhere to hide, I don’t feel like dealing with this today.”

She moved to open the door as you shook your head at her, weighing your hiding place options.

“Hey Steve, what’s up?” She said, nonchalantly as she let him inside.

“What’s up? Have you watched the news yet this morning?” He seethed as he stormed into the kitchen.

“Oh no. What did she do?” Carol said, taking a deep breath and cursing you in her head for whatever shit storm you’d started now.

“I can’t even talk about it, I’m so mad.” He growled, moving to pour himself a cup of coffee without even asking. “Even Stark was pissed, and he’s usually pretty lenient.”

“Uh-huh.” Carol said as she chewed on her lip and nibbled on a piece of bacon.

“She managed to drag Thor into it, too. We may have to move her to a full time handler, one that she can’t corrupt.” He said, starting to calm down a little bit. “We’re having a meeting about it in 30 minutes, just wanted you to be prepared. How would you feel about taking her on?”

Carol heard a snort from somewhere in the apartment and did her best not to whip around to find you. Unfortunately Steve heard it to with his damn super soldier hearing.

“What was that?” He hissed, his eyes darting all over the quarters.

“Uh, my smoke alarm’s been acting up.” Carol muttered, trying to usher him out the door. “I’ll think about it, see you soon!”

She slammed the door closed and started searching for you.

“What the fuck did you do, baby?” She asked, scanning the apartment for you.

“Y’know, I think I’m gonna leave that for a surprise.” She heard from above her head and shot her gaze upwards.

You had somehow managed to wedge yourself into a tiny corner in the ceiling of the hallway leading to her bedroom. She was giving you a disapproving look as you dropped to the floor with a grunt and grinned at her.

“You think you can handle me babe?” You said as you moved to the bedroom to get dressed.

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The two of you were sitting across from each other in the conference room half an hour later, trying to act like you didn’t fuck each other’s brains out every chance you got.

Or, at least Carol was. You were sliding your foot up the inside of her leg as she glared murderously at you and you just grinned like an idiot. She shook her head at you and turned to look at the giant screen where Tony was pulling up the surveillance footage as the rest of the team gave you exasperated glances.

“Oh, here we go, we’re getting to the good part.” Tony said, giving you a meaningful look as he slowed the footage down. “Now who’s this guy you just punched in the face and then threw across the club like a rag doll?”

“I think that’s the Duke of Edinburgh.” You said with a shrug, leaning back in your chair.

“No, that’s the Duke of Sussex, y’know, the queen’s nephew.” Nat said as she took a long drink of her coffee, looking exhausted.

“Oh shit, really?” You said, still grinning like an idiot. “Whoops.”

“And wait, here’s where Point Break blows all the lights in the club, which he says was your idea, so the two of you can make a run for it.” Stark said when the video suddenly went black.

“We weren’t making a run for it, we were pursuing our suspect.” You said, staring daggers at Thor as he tried to sink into his chair.

“Uh-huh, and did you catch your suspect?” Steve said through gritted teeth.

“Yeah, he’s in holding right now.” You said with a shrug.

“What?! Why wasn’t that in your report?” Rogers said as he started to dig through the pile of paperwork in front of him.

“I haven’t completed the report yet, Captain Rogers.” You said lightly. “I made sure to update Captain Danvers though.”

“Let’s not get off track, this is about you assaulting a member of the royal family.” Tony said as he tried to redirect the conversation.

“He assaulted me first! He grabbed my ass and made some very ungentlemanly comments about what he would do if he got me in his car.” You said, pouting as you rested your head on your hands.

“He did grab her ass, Stark. I saw it.” Thor piped up before Rogers shot him a look and he went back to inspecting his coffee.

“So you threw him? That seems like a bit of an overreaction.” Tony said with an uncomfortable shrug.

“It’s a reflex, Stark.” You said, your eyes rolling back in your head as the other women frowned at him. “Sorry, I don’t think putting up with sexual harassment is in my job description.”

“Ok, ok fine. Nat, is there anyway you can spin this?” Stark said, turning to Romanoff as she let out a deep sigh.

“Yeah, the man is a pretty notorious dog, shouldn’t be too hard.” She muttered.

“Great! Excellent meeting team, see y’all at the next one!” You said, starting to stand up before Steve turned his attention to you.

“No, we still need to discuss your recklessness, Y/L/N.” He seethed, shooting you a scowl that you returned with a mocking air that had Carol trying to hold back a snort. “I’ve thought about it a lot and I think the best course is to have you under more direct supervision. I considered splitting up you and Odinson but I feel like that would just spread the chaos around after how much you’ve corrupted him.”

You shot a grin and a wink at Thor that he returned as the two of you finally relaxed, but Steve was still talking.

“So, Danvers is going to be accompanying you on your missions now. I feel like her levelheaded attitude is just what’s needed to keep you two in line.” He said with a satisfied smirk.

“Uh, you sure Danvers is the best choice there, Cap?” Tony said whole Nat snickered into her coffee.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t she be?” Steve said as he looked around at everyone’s amused expressions with confusion.

“They’re fucking each other Steve.” Nat said nonchalantly, sending Steve into a spluttering fit as you started cackling and Carol just rolled her eyes and groaned.

“What?!” Rogers roared, his eyes moving frantically between you and Carol as you grinned at him like an idiot. “How long has this been happening?”

“Six months.” Carol said resignedly, taking a gulp of coffee as she shrugged uncomfortably. “Didn’t really feel like dealing with the paperwork.”

“Si... six months?” Steve groaned, burying his face in his hands. “And you didn’t think that might be a conflict of interest?”

“Don’t worry Cap, Danvers is quite the disciplinarian.” You said with a wicked grin as you waggled your eyebrows suggestively.

Carol growled at you and gave you a meaningful look, and you just rolled your eyes at her before leaning back on your chair and propping your boots on the conference table.

“Well... shit.” Steve sighed, running his palm over his face in exasperation. “I guess Bucky can probably oversee some of your ops, and I’ll take over the rest of them. What?”

You and Thor both groaned at that, rolling your eyes at each other.

“Just, Barnes? Could you pick a bigger stick in the mud?” You said with a shrug. “I mean, we get it dude. You were tortured by evil scientists for years who turned you into a mindless killing machine, who wasn’t? And, I love you Steve, but do you even drink?”

“Ok, we’re gonna head out now.” Carol said as she frowned at you, stepping between you and Steve before a real fight broke out. “Guess we’ll report to HR as soon as we can.”

“Uh-huh.” Rogers mumbled, pouting a little as she ushered you out of the room.

Nat followed after the two of you lazily, shaking her head at Steve and Tony as Stark and Thor tried to assure the Captain that he was loads of fun to be around and a blast at all their parties.

“Congrats again you two.” She said with a grin as she split down a different hallway to her own quarters.

“Thanks Nat! You ever gonna tell him about you and Wilson?” You yelled after her, laughing when she flipped you off over her shoulder. “Told ya they knew, babe.”

“Yeah.” She mumbled before grinning at you. “So, you beat up a royal?”

“Shit. In my defense, I didn’t know he was a royal until after I threw him.” You said, following her down the hall back to her apartment. “I thought he was just a smarmy asshole.”

“That’s the problem, sweetheart.” She purred over her shoulder. “You never consider the consequences of your actions.”

“That’s all I think about, babe.” You said with a wicked grin as you waited for her to open the door.

“And now you’re dragging poor Thor into your messes.” She tutted, shaking her head at you as she closed the door and stripped off her jacket. “If I didn’t know better I’d think you had a little crush on that himbo.”

“If you didn’t know better?” You beamed at her, starting to unbutton your jeans and step out of your boots. “Honey, he’s a literal god. I have a massive crush on him.”

“Oh, are you trying to make me jealous?” She ripped off her tank top and threw it aside. “Cuz I’m already pissed at you.”

“Yeah? What’re you gonna do about it?”

She stepped forward and gripped your jaw tightly, smashing her mouth to yours as she started steering you towards the bedroom. You yelped when she tossed you on the bed, grinning as she climbed on top of you.

“You’re such a bad girl.” She growled at you, ripping your bra off in one quick motion.

You screamed when she slapped your tit harshly, the stinging sensation warming your chest while she bent to open the top drawer of the nightstand.

“I am. I’m fucking horrible.” You gasped as she rifled around. “What are you doing?”

She grinned at you as she straightened back up, holding a set of extra shiny looking restraints.

“These are vibranium.” She cooed as she grabbed your wrists and dragged them above your head, hooking them through the headboard as you panted underneath her. “I stole them from R and D, and there’s no way even you can break out of them.”

“Yeah, we’ll see.” You said around a smirk, giving your hands a test yank and nodding appreciatively as Carol shackled each of your feet to the opposing bedposts.

She bit her lip as she stared at you, your legs spread wide over the bed and making your back arch. You moaned as she tore off your panties and slapped your pussy, your muscles twitching as arousal seeped out of you.

“Mmm, you look so good like this.” She mumbled, sliding down until she was laying between your thighs. “Can’t decide whether I should edge you all night or make you come so many times you forget your own name.”

She ran her tongue over your slit in a heavy stripe and you let out a shriek as you came as soon as she reached your clit. She pressed your hips into the mattress as she lashed her tongue against your bundle of nerves, making your legs quiver with the strain of your orgasm.

“Looks like you made my decision for me.” She grinned at you before diving back in.

Her tongue swirled through your folds expertly, sucking your lips into your mouth and humming against you as your pussy started clenching around nothing. She wrapped her lips around your clit and you came again with a sob as your limbs pulled against the restraints, your body trying to arch off the bed.

She shoved her tongue inside you and you screamed as another orgasm crashed over you when her teeth brushed against your tiny bundle of nerves. Carol kept curling her tongue inside you as you vibrated underneath her, moaning as your release flowed into her mouth and soaked her chin.

“Fuck, Carol!” You whined as she sat up between your legs and lightly ran her fingers over your inner thighs. “That was almost too much.”

“Oh, we’re not done yet.” She smirked as she watched you panting underneath her, reaching for the bedside table again while you squirmed.

“Hey!” you exclaimed as she pulled out a massive dildo from the drawer of toys. “Is that my stormbreaker? I’ve been looking for that!”

“Yeah, well I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.” She murmured before dragging the length on the thing through your slick coated folds, making you keen. “Did you know this thing comes with a thruster?”

“Yeah, why do you think I bought it?” You teased before your eyes rolled back in your head as she shoved it inside you.

She started fucking you with the toy at a punishing pace, grinning as you came apart like putty in her hands. Tears started leaking down your cheeks when she turned the vibrating function on and angled it so it was teasing against your clit with each push.

You whined as she bent over you and wrapped her lips around your nipple and swirled her tongue around it. She grinned against your chest as you tried to arch into her mouth, your restraints still holding you in place.

“Mmm, you gonna come again baby?” She muttered, nipping at the curve of your breast as your body started twitching, your release looming over you as you sobbed wordlessly. “Do it, you look so pretty when you fall apart.”

She twisted her wrist and you shrieked as your pussy fluttered wildly, your release leaking out around the dildo and pooling on her sheets. Your cried as she kept fucking you through it, wet sloshing sounds filling her bedroom as the toy slid in and out of you easily.

You let out an inhuman wail when she turned on the thruster and you felt the tip of the toy punch you in the cervix, coming again immediately as your body writhed wildly.

“Shit, I see why you love this thing.” She smirked as she kissed her way up your chest, still shoving the toy into your overworked cunt as your body went lax, your head polling to the side and drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. “You think about Thor fucking you when you use this, babe? Maybe I should bring him in here to fuck you stupid while I watch, would you like that?”

You just mumbled stupidly as your body shook with another orgasm, sinking into the bed in your fucked out state. Her slap snapped you out of it, making you take in a sharp breath as your brain rebooted.

“I asked you a question.” She growled as she twisted the toy again and you let out a low moan.

“I feel like this might be a trap.” You gasped as she palmed at your breast and laid down against your shoulder, still thrusting the toy into you viciously.

“That sounds like a yes to me.” She purred, nuzzling into your neck as she gave the toy a final push.

You screamed as she pulled it out of you suddenly, your release squirting out of you in a violent rush. Your body thrashed violently with the power of your orgasm and Carol cursed as you snapped her headboard and bedposts, the bed frame shuddering before one of the legs gave out and it sank to the floor with a crash.

“Holy fuck, you ok?” She asked, sitting up and grinning at you as she assessed the damage you’d caused.

“Yeah.” You said, swallowing thickly as you moved your limbs with a groan. “At least we know the cuffs work! Sorry about your bed.”

“Don’t worry about it.” She murmured, grabbing the key and unlocking the restraints before pulling you back against her chest. “We’ll just use yours I guess.”

“Are you gonna move in with me? I think that may give Rogers an aneurysm.”

“He’ll get over it.” She shrugged as you nuzzled into her chest. “Now, how do you think we should approach Thor?”

“What?! You were serious?”

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As Free As An Avis part 2

Summary: A princess and a commoner falling in love was a scandal on itself, but them both being women just adds fuel to the fire.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Warnings: this story will deal with homophobia and sexism, this story is mostly historically inaccurate

Word count: 3951

a/n: Thank you again for 400 followers! Hopefully you enjoy, feedback is always appreciated :)

“Duke Rogers what a pleasure to have you here!” The Queen’s voice exclaims loudly as she goes to greet the guests, adding onto Y/N’s annoyance. “And Lady Sharon Carter, I’m so glad you two could make it.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” Duke Steve Rogers takes the Queen’s hand and kisses the back of it as he bows. “Thank you for inviting us.”

“Kiss ass.” Y/N mumbles quietly. Not quiet enough though as Wanda elbows her to the ribs, giving the princess a warning look.

“Y/N, come closer, dear.” Y/M/N holds out her hand for Y/N to take, which she takes. She didn’t want to be the target of her mother’s wrath this early in the day. “Why don’t you show Duke Rogers and Lady Sharon around the castle while lunch is getting ready.”

Y/N nods, giving the Rogers-Carter father-daughter duo a friendly smile. She knows her mother wasn’t asking, she was ordering. That’s all she ever did. Do this, do that. “May Miss Wanda come with us? I think she’d benefit from that a lot.”

“Has she not learned the castle yet? It’s been a week.” Her mother whispers, glancing at the maid who is standing by the stairs.

The first week had passed quickly, most of the days going to Y/N showing Wanda around the castle and teaching her everything she needs to know. The tasks, how to address and act in front of people, the castle secrets, et cetera. They have grown quite close during this time, even though Wanda has tries her best to keep a certain distance to the Princess. After Yelena warned her about the Queen, she does more than Y/N would like her to do. Y/N still appreciates the space Wanda gives her, it’s the only time she has for herself.

“The castle is big, mother.” She waves Wanda closer. “Be patient. If you could just follow me into the hallway on your right.” Y/N’s voice is just a little bit too friendly, which the father-daughter duo misses, but her parents and Wanda recognize right away. Wanda hides her smile by looking at the ground, while the King and Queen have clear glares on their faces.

Y/N reluctantly links her arm with Steve’s, who is holding his arm out for her, his other arm filled with Sharon’s. She gives Wanda an annoyed look before showing the way to the grand hall.

“You have a beautiful castle.” Steve comments. His voice is friendly and gentle. Y/N expected nothing more from an old man. She gives him a small smile, but doesn’t answer. “You look very beautiful as well.”

Y/N hums. “Thank you.”

Steve coughs, looking at the details on the walls and the roof. Y/N throws a glance to the Lady and notices a ghost of a smirk on her lips, making her smirk as well. Sharon is a good looking Lady, definitely looks like her father. She’s like a better version of him.

“May I know where the restroom are?” Steve let’s go of Sharon and Y/N’s arms. He sets his hands to the sides and he has a neutral look on his face. He definitely hides his nervousness well. The slight, but constant movement of his legs show it.

“Wanda?” Y/N looks at the servant. Wanda nods and leads Steve out of the hall. She turns to Sharon, who is already staring at her. “Lady Sharon Carter.” She says with a small smiles and nod.

“Princess Y/N Y/L/N.” Sharon isn’t smiling, but she doesn’t look unhappy either. She sees Y/N as her mutual more than someone above her. It makes Y/N feel good. “I don’t want you to marry my father.”

“Oh thank god.” Y/N giggles, throwing her head back in relief. Her mood is instantly lifted. She knows Steve values her daughter’s opinion and wouldn’t want to remarry to someone she didn’t accept. “Then we’re on the same page, I don’t want to marry your father.”

“Good.” Sharon laughs as well, feeling more at ease now. “It’d be weird to have a stepmother the same age as me.”

“Seriously! I hate my parents for suggesting this.” The two laugh again as they fall into steady flow of conversation. They had a lot in common. Both loved nature and loved something different than what is destined to be their future. The only difference being their parents. Y/N’s parents were strict and wanted to hear nothing of her hopes and dreams. Sharon’s father was old fashioned, yes, but he hold his daughter and her well-being higher than any tradition.

“I’m glad to see you two getting along.” Steve walks back into the room with Wanda trailing behind him.

“I don’t want you to marry her.” Sharon’s ability to turn from fun to serious in under a second impresses Y/N. “She isn’t fit for you, she’s immature, a child. Like me.”

Steve cringes at the comparison. He did have worries of her age from the beginning, but he thought it could be overlooked. It couldn’t. “I understand. I’ll go inform your parents, Y/N. It was lovely to meet you.” He gives his arm to Sharon and the two leave.

Y/N falls down to a couch. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. Wanda walks over, sitting down next to her, a little more lady likely. “How are you feeling?”

“Great for now.” She mumbles. “I’m relishing this small feeling of freedom as long as I can.”

“How so?”

The doors bursting open answer Wanda’s question. She stands up quickly and curtsies to the royal parents who are practically running towards them. “What did you do?!”

Y/N takes a one last deep breath, opens her eyes and stands up. She gives her parents a small smile. “Why must you always blame me?”

“Because you’re usually the one to ruin things for us!” Her mother’s voice raises few pitches and her hands fly around. “This marriage would have been perfect for us, for you.”

“For you! For you, for you, for you!” Y/N shouts, her voice cracking. Wanda’s concerned eyes turn to her immediately, not caring about the no looking when not spoken to -rule at the moment. “Everything you do is for you! I don’t benefit from any of this.”

“This all is for you. We’ve built this world for you as my parents built for me.” Her father explains. “Of course, we were hoping to build this for a son, but you’re the second best th-“

“I’m the only thing after a son! It was either a son which would have been the best thing that you never got, or me, the fuck-up.” She stares at her parents, part of her waiting for them to deny what she said. Unfortunately, she’s waiting for nothing. “You know what? I don’t even care anymore. So, why don’t you just...” She picks up a glass ornament and throws it to the ground, instantly breaking out. “...suck it.”

“Okay.” Wanda mumbles, taking Y/N’s hand to her own. “We’ll leave now.” She gives no last glances to the two adults, fearing their reactions too much. Wanda pulls Y/N halfway to her room, until she rips out her hand and starts walking faster. “Y/N.” No answer. “Y/N, please.”

“Take a break, Wanda.”

“No!” The other servants walking around them turn to look at Wanda. “No, Y/N. You need someone right now.” She says in a much lower voice.

“What I need is to be alone.” Y/N opens her door, only to try to slam it closed before Wanda gets inside. Wanda is faster, she slips her foot between the door, shutting her eyes in pain when it slams to her foot. “Why would you do that?”

“Let me inside or I’m getting Yelena.”

Y/N frowns. Yelena has been one of her closest friends in the castle since they were kids, both of them growing up in the castle. Yelena and Natasha’s parents, the two being sisters, were Y/D/N’s servants when he was a child. They fell suddenly ill after having Yelena and died a few years after that. As a condolence gift, Y/D/N’s parents let them live in the castle and get jobs when they grew up. Yelena became a servant, Natasha a knight. Even though Y/N and Yelena were close friends, she is still slightly scared of her. Yelena is one of the only people who dares to argue back and not follow her orders.

Groaning, Y/N opens the door with force. She lays down to her bed as Wanda closes the door gently. “Why don’t you show me your favorite places in town? It’d do you some good to go outside.” Y/N mumbles an argument that Wanda can’t hear through the pillow. “Come on, Y/N.”

“Fine.” Y/N stands up to get her bag. She starts filling the bag with old toys and children’s books from a box under her bed. “You want to see what I do in town? Let’s go then.” After filling the bag to the brim, she marches our the door, Wanda practically running behind her.

Wanda frowns when she sees the door Y/N is knocking on. “Why are we at the orphanage?”

“This is where I spend my time.” Y/N’s whole body language is much more relaxed compared to when they were inside the castle. To Wanda it looks like she’s a completely different person. Someone who actually enjoys her life.

A kind looking woman opens the door. Her smile widens as she sees Y/N. “Come in, come in! The children have waited for you.”

Y/N grabs Wanda’s hand so she wouldn’t get left behind in the winding corridors. Wanda feels herself blushing, luckily it goes unnoticed by the others, or at least no one dares to say anything about it. She laces her hand around Y/N’s better, just to keep up, and Y/N doesn’t let go.

When they reach the correct room, which is a room full of beds, toys and small children, Y/N let’s go of Wanda’s hand to sit down to the ground. “Y/N!” The children who notices them first yells out, making the other kids to notice as well. They all shout things that are hard to decipher from the loudness, but it’s clear they’re excited.

The children hug Y/N in a big pile. Wanda smiles at the sight, they look sweet.

“Y/N! Did you go to the other side of the world yet?”

“Did you go to the moon?”

“Have you done magic?”

“Teacher, can you teach us new languages?”

A new question comes after another one, barely giving Y/N enough time to answer to them all. The questions relate to traveling, nature, animals, magic and teaching. Wanda notices the kids seem to call Y/N different things. Someone calls her by her name and other child uses a job title that Wanda knows for sure Y/N doesn’t have. None of them are using formalities.

Wanda sits down next to Y/N. “Why are they all calling you by different titles?”

“They don’t know that I’m a princess, so they just guess around what I do as my job.” Y/N explains to Wanda quietly, not wanting any of the children to hear.

“Where did the teacher come from?”

“I teach them literacy with some books that I bring around. I’ve also taught some things about nature and basic math, not that I’m good at math.” She laughs. “My parents never wanted me to learn too much.”

Suddenly a little girl jumps into Y/N lap, smiling brightly as she throws her arms around her. Her whole body is shaking with excitement. “I know what your favorite animal is in Latin!”

“Do you now?” Y/N asks, grinning. The little girl’s joy was contagious.

“Avis!”

Y/N claps, making the girl jump up and down in joy. “Good job!” She gives her a big hug before standing up again. “Now, I know I’ve been gone for a while, but I was busy journeying around the world!” The children gasp, their eyes are huge as they stare at her, listening intensely her every word. “To make it up to you, I have come bearing gifts!” The children start cheering, grouping around Y/N to see what she brought for them.

”Children!” One of the orphanage’s workers claps her hands to get their attention. “Settle down and let Y/N show what she has brought to you.” The children calm down enough to sit down to the ground, still buzzing with excitement.

Y/N grins as she dumps the contents to the ground. Multiple books, plushies and wooden toys lay on the ground. “Remember to share!” With that, the children run to the toys and start grabbing them. Some of them going to play to another room, while others stay in the main room to read and play pretend.

“What do we say, children?” A chorus of thank yous comes around the house.

Y/N hugs the woman who opened the door for them. “Thank you.”

“Please, Princess, don’t thank me. Thank you.”

Rolling her eyes, Y/N laughs and backs away from the hug. She takes Wanda’s hand to her own once again, surprising her. Wanda grips the hand tighter and let’s herself to be pulled along the hallways. When stepping outside Y/N pulls up the hood of her cape, hiding herself from the prying eyes. It wasn’t unusual to see two girls holding hands as friends, so Wanda knows not to worry when Y/N doesn’t let go. However, she’s still a little startled when she starts leading Wanda to another part of the town, nearing the market.

“Where are we going?” Wanda finally gets out.

“It’s a surprise.”

They walk the rest of the way in silence. Y/N stops in front of a house in the more expensive area. “Who lives here?” Wanda looks at the house curiously. It’s been built not too long ago and it looks beautiful on the outside. It has big fancy looking windows and it’s made out of stone. It looks expensive.

“Knock.”

Wanda furrows her brows as she turns to look at smiling Y/N. She lifts her hand up to the door and knocks, which makes Y/N let go of her hand and step to the side. The door opens. Wanda gasps, her hands flying up to her mouth. “Mom? Dad?”

”Hi, honey.” Wanda’s mother Iryna and father Olek step outside the house.

“What?” Wanda’s eyes move between her parents, ready to cry any minute. “What are you doing here?”

“We moved here, your brother too, but he’s at work right now.” Olek explains. He gives Y/N a warm smile. “Princess Y/N sent us a letter saying she bought us a house from the town and we could move in right away. We don’t even have to worry about working.”

Wanda turns to Y/N, who is smiling sheepishly. “No need for formalities here, please, call me Y/N.” She moves her gaze to Wanda’s parents, starting to feel overwhelmed under her stare.

”Come on in, dears. You have to take a closer look at the house.” Iryna ushers the two inside, excitedly showing around the big house.

Their old house wasn’t small either, being in the farm and having a four person family it had to be spacious, but it wasn’t as luxurious as this house. Iryna and Olek weren’t even most happy about the size or outlook of the house, the easily accessible clean water and a working heater were the winners. It all makes Y/N sad, knowing how many live in horrible conditions and her parents weren’t trying to fix it. She wants to help people, give everyone a change to a happy life. She wants people to actually live, not just survive.

“Y/N.” She turns to look at Wanda. “Could we talk outside?” Y/N nods.

Before the girls can leave, Iryna takes hold of Y/N’s hands. “Thank you, we truly appreciate everything you’ve done for us. This house, Wanda’s job, everything.” She hugs the Princess tightly. “You’re an angel among the devils.” Iryna lets go of her and goes to hug Wanda. Y/N frowns lightly, but nods nevertheless.

“Come on.” Wanda and Y/N leave the house. This time Y/N let’s Wanda lead the way as she clearly wants to talk in a more secluded place. Leading them into a small alley, Wanda stops walking. “Why did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Get us a house?” Wanda points towards the house as if it was obvious what she is talking about, which it is, Y/N just didn’t want to dive too deep into the matter.

Y/N shrugs. “You said you missed your family and your brother works in the city as well, thought it’d be more convenient for you to live in the city. Besides, my mother would’ve found out eventually that you lied about your residence.”

“You didn’t need to do this.”

“I know.”

Wanda sighs, pulling Y/N into a hug. “Thank you, seriously.” She whispers.

“No need to thank me.” Y/N wraps her arms around Wanda, sinking into her warmth.

“I wanted to sail the seas, maybe be a pirate.” Wanda glances at Y/N with furrowed brows. “My dream as a child. I also wanted to be a medic or a teacher, someone who could save lives.” Y/N holds her book, not reading it, as Wanda and her are sitting in the garden.

“That’s adorable.”

Y/N hums with a small smile, gaze staying on the book. “Those dreams were forced out of me. My only job in life is to be the Queen of the next King.”

“That doesn’t need to be true.” Wanda takes the book out of Y/N’s hands to get her attention. “You are the only one who gets to decide what to do with your life.”

“I wish that were true.” Y/N shakes her head. “But life doesn’t work like that, there’s no creating your destiny, once we’re born our lives are set and we have to follow that path.”

“Do you actually believe that or were you taught to believe that?”

Y/N stays quiet. She believes what her parents taught to her. Didn’t everyone believe their parents’ teachings? That was their job. Sure, she didn’t always agree with her parents. She didn’t want to get married or follow most of the traditions her parents wanted her to. But in the end her parents were the ones to decide her faith. She doesn’t have any other choice.

“You know you’re allowed to have your own opinions, right?”

“Oh, I’m a very opinionated person to my parents dismay if you haven’t noticed.” Y/N grins playfully as she turns to look at Wanda.

Wanda rolls her eyes, laughing. “Yes, I have heard your fights, but that’s not what I mean. You fight every day with your parents how you don’t want to be a queen, but still you do everything they ask you to.”

“Because they’re my parents.”

“For someone so smart, you’re so oblivious to the real world.” Wanda sighs. She takes Y/N’s hand between her own. “You don’t follow anyone blindly, not even your parents. I chose my own path by coming here while my parents wished for me to stay at the farm and marry to a rich family. I didn’t want that, luckily they understood.”

“I think you just have an unrealistically supporting and open minded family.”

“I do.” Wanda smiles fondly. “I think you should do whatever you want, it’s your future after all. Stand up for yourself.”

“That’s easier said than done.” Y/N mumbles, pulling her hand away from Wanda’s when one of the servants walk past them. One of her mother’s servants. A spy. “I do appreciate you for trying, hope you know that.” She gives Wanda a smile.

Wanda bites her lip. “Do you bring toys to the children in secret?” Y/N nods. “What if you did more in secret? Funded stuff with an alias.”

Y/N thinks for a moment, pulling the skin around her nails. “I could do that. I bought your house in Natasha’s name.” The more Y/N goes through the idea the bigger her eyes widen and her face lights up with excitement. “That’s actually a brilliant idea! I’ll create a male alias and start helping people.”

Wanda claps with a big smile. “See! You can follow your dreams.”

”Guess so.” Y/N hums with a small smile. “Thank you, Wanda.”

“Don’t thank me. You’re the one doing the good.” Their eyes stay on each others just a little too long. Too short for anyone else to notice, but long enough for Wanda to feel her stomach flipping around.

The next morning goes smoothly. Wanda and Y/N decide which tasks each of them do in the latter’s room. Y/N takes off the dirty sheets and Wanda puts on the clean ones. Y/N decides what to wear and dresses herself, only letting Wanda help with the laces. That smoothness of course doesn’t stay for long in the castle.

“We’re holding a ball in a month!” Y/M/N claps excitedly. She loves everything that has to do with music, dancing and socializing, especially when she gets to be the host. The Y/L/N balls are known to be the most extravagant and The Queen is adamant on keeping it that way. “We’ll invite many suitable suitors for you.”

And there’s the catch. A possible marriage opportunity for Y/N. She sighs loudly, but her mother ignores this, too lost in her bliss. “Who are you inviting.”

“Everyone!” Her mother turns to Wanda. “You are free to invite your family over.” With that she leaves, no doubt going straight to the steward to discuss how much the ball will cost.

Y/N turns to look at Wanda, who has a small smile on her face. She has never been in any kind of party. Even her and Pietro’s birthdays were just small gatherings with the family. Now she gets an opportunity to dress pretty and drink champagne with hundreds if not thousands of people.

“Daydreaming about meeting your future husband at the ball?” Y/N giggles teasingly, bumping her shoulders to Wanda’s so she would get back to the present.

Wanda sends her a small smile. “I don’t think that’s my priority right now, just excited about the ball, I’ve never been to one.”

Y/N’s face lights up. “Then we better make it the best one!” She takes hold of Wanda’s hand and starts leading her away from the common room. “We need to buy you a pretty dress and shoes. Someone in the castle can do your hair and you can borrow my jewelry.”

“I’m sure I can use some of mine.”

“Nonsense! I’ll buy a pretty girl pretty clothes.” Y/N throws Wanda a grin over her shoulder, making Wanda flush. She quickly shakes her head to stop the feelings growing in her. “Besides, this’ll make my time more fun as well.”

“I’m flattered.”

Y/N laughs. Her laugh is loud, real. It makes Wanda smile. It makes her feel like laughing. So she does. She starts laughing with her, making the two laugh loudly together. The other servants glance at them, but the two don’t care. They’re in their own world.

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Don’t Tell Me

This is for @cockslut-padalecki​’s Not My Ninth Challenge. My prompt was Stucky x Reader with Royal Au and No Doubt’s Don’t Speak for the lyrics.

Summary: You loved them with all your heart, but now you must wed another.

Pairing: Stucky x Black Female Reader, Brock Rumlow x Black Female Reader

Word Count: 1,893

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Warning: Angst, Implied Smut, Threesome, Mild Depictions of Violence, and Forced Marriage

A/N: This might be my saddest fic yet. I hope this isn’t too much of a downer for you, @cockslut-padalecki​. Happy Birthday and Congratulations on 9K followers!

Dividers are by the lovely @firefly-graphics​

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“Rise and shine, Your Highness! Today’s the big day!” Sabine, your closest handmaiden, announced.

You covered your head with your pillow in irritation, “I don’t want to!”

Sabine sighed, “You have to get up or the guards will come and force you out of bed.”

With an annoyed huff, you got up and stretched, “Let’s get this over with, Sabine.”

You had been dreading this day for weeks. Today was the day you were to wed Brock Rumlow, ruler of the Triskelion Empire. You didn’t want to marry him. He was boorish, cruel, and violent.

But most of all, you didn’t want to marry Brock because your heart belonged to Steve Rogers and James “Bucky” Barnes.

  It started when you were six years old. You were sent to Brooklynd to be King Joseph’s ward as part of a peace initiative (you later found out it was because of a failed coup and your mother wanted you safe).

King Joseph, Queen Sarah, and the court loved you. Only Prince Steven and his best friend, James Barnes Duke of Shelby, gave you the cold shoulder.

It sucked because they were the only ones near your age. You tried to win them over with baked goods from your homeland, trinkets and toys Queen Sarah said that Steven would love, and some of your favorite books. Nothing worked until you had enough and confronted them.

Steven was about to enter the stables with James when you caught them. You just wanted to ask why they were avoiding you, but as your mother warned you got violent and socked James with a left hook. It got to the point that the guards had to split up the three of you.

Queen Sarah had an unusual and embarrassing punishment: the three of you had to sit in a circle and hold hands for one hour under the stern eye of the governess and the queen herself. The air was thick with tension until the governess farted. You tried your hardest not to laugh, but you help yourself. Soon Steven and James joined in the merriment.

You were best friends ever since.

 “What do you want for your bath, Your Highness?”

“May I have the Rose, Hibiscus, Black Pepper, Lemongrass oils for the bath, and the Amla/Coconut Oil mixture for my hair, please. Thank you, Ngozi.”

“As you wish, Your Highness.”

Once the oils were applied to the bath, you sunk in sighing from the nearly scalding water; its warmth giving you a peace of mind that has been denied to you for weeks.

You wondered how it got to this, then you frowned at the bitter memories symbolized by the single piece of jewelry under your pillow.

  The three of you became thick as thieves. Always helping each other in defending one another whether it be fighting off Steve’s bullies with Bucky or telling the snobby rich girls to stuff it whenever they said you weren’t feminine enough.

Joke’s on them because you passed all of your etiquette classes with flying colors.

Though something happened when you turned thirteen; you started seeing your best friends in a new light. You noticed how Bucky’s shoulders were broadening, Steven’s full bottom lip, the dazzling blues in their eyes, or how their laughs.

Sabine, your closest handmaiden, and friend, confirmed it; you were falling in love with them.

You were scared at first; you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with them. So you started avoiding them by spending time with Duchess Natalia and Marchioness Monica as they were the only female peers you could stand.

You would sneak glances at them when you thought they weren’t looking, but they were.

It went on like that for a year until Bucky had enough and confessed to liking you. You were relieved that he returned your affections, but was taken aback when Steven grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him in for a kiss. Turns out they’ve been a secret item for six months.

They both loved you and wanted to make it work.

And it did, for a time. You spent a great deal of time together. Though they were a few close calls since your mother instructed Queen Sarah not to let you court anyone and Steven and Bucky couldn’t go public just yet.

It didn’t matter; you just wanted to be near them. The three of you would sneak kisses by moonlight, write secret love letters, all the fun, and mushy stuff. Your relationship reached a new level when Steve and Bucky presented you with a vibranium and dragon’s gold alloy promise ring with ruby rose and emerald leaves. The three of you vowed to be together forever.

It was pure bliss; you didn’t want it to end.

  “Life had other plans, huh?” you muttered to yourself as your handmaidens were making the final body preparations before you got into your gown.

  Your mother, Queen Ketandu, had written to you and Queen Sarah requesting that you return to Abia in order to complete your studies and take on royal duties. You cried in Bucky’s arms for hours before he had to return to his quarters the morning before your departure.

It wasn’t long before puberty hit you like an airship going at full speed (late bloomer). You became famed for your beauty with scores of suitors, but you rejected them all. Only Bucky and Steve would have your hand.

One of the suitors, Brock Rumlow of Triskelion took it especially hard. He vowed he would have your hand, but your cousin, Samuel Wilson, said to pay him no mind.

You were only able to communicate with Steve and Bucky via phone or letters. It took you four years to return to Brooklynd, but it was not a joyous occasion. King Joseph had passed and Steven was to be crowned king within the fortnight.

Both of them had changed so much, especially Steve; he was nearly unrecognizable. He towered over nearly everyone (only Bucky, Thor, Loki, and M’Baku were taller), broad shoulders, rich tawny pink skin, and a face that could make nearly all the women (and some men) swoon.

He looked like the kings of old, even more so than his father.

Bucky wasn’t slacking either with the way many of the courtiers were ogling him; admiring him for his rugged, yet prim presence.

They were Rulers of Paradise and you were to be their queen.

The three of you finally made love that night. It was your first time, so they decided to be gentle and showered you with kisses and affection. Steve and Bucky worshipped your body as if it was the last thing they would enjoy before the afterlife.

It was as though you were dreaming.

  “Here’s your wedding gown, Your Highness.” Zara, another handmaiden, exclaimed.

“Thank you, Zara.” You tried your best to not let the tears fall. This day was never supposed to happen.

Why did your dream have to die like this?!

  The first crack in your fantasy came with the news of your older brother’s assassination and the outbreak of a civil war. Your sister-in-law begged you to come home.

Your airship was to leave first thing in the morning.

You raced to inform your lovers of your departure. One of the servants said that they saw Steve in his mother’s rose garden. Thinking it was Steve being shy and needing some rest, you ventured into the garden only for fantasy and your heart shatter completely.

In the rose garden under the central archway was Steve on one knee proposing to Margaret ‘Peggy’ Carter with Bucky looking on with a smile and the full moon behind them.

Everything froze at that moment.

Why?! Why did they do this?! Were your feelings a joke to them? Did they ever love you?

Unable to hold back your despair, you shrieked at the ideal romantic scene before you.

Steve tried to explain the situation and Bucky almost caught you, but you ran away before you could hear them.

You left for Abia that night.

  “Now ladies,” Lady Bente, the wedding planner bellowed, “remember, this is Emperor Rumlow’s big day. There’s no room for failure.” She didn’t need to say what would happen if you tried anything ‘funny’.

“I know. How can I forget the threats?” grumbled as Sabine put the final touches on your wedding outfit: an off-the-shoulder A-Line Tulle Wedding Dress, a Hand-crafted white gold Baroque tiara inlaid with pale sapphires, diamonds, and pearls, and matching earring and necklace.

Looking in the mirror, you almost didn’t recognize yourself. The dress accentuated your curves and the jewels made your face glow. You were a vision.

Too bad it was for a man who wouldn’t hesitate to destroy everything you hold dear.

  Barely six months after you returned from Brooklynd, Abia conquered by the Triskelion Empire. Their ambassador informed the council that the empire will let Abia continue as a client state if you married their emperor, Brock Rumlow.

If not, Triskelion would raze Abia to the ground and take her citizens as slaves.

The council implored you as Triskelion forces had Sam captive and Abia’s army was running out of supplies.

With a heavy and broken heart, you accepted Rumlow’s terms.

The wedding was to be in a month.

  You took one last look at yourself in the mirror, “Too bad Rumlow isn’t getting a virgin.”

“Goodbye, Your Highness.” Sabine whispered, “Now, don’t you start crying after all the work I put into ya!”

“I know it’s just not fair. I have to lose you, too?” Rumlow made it clear that you were to leave your old world behind, including your closest friend and confidant.

Sabine pulled you in for a hug, “I know it’s not. It’s been a pleasure and delight being your handmaiden and friend.”

“Alright, everyone! Line up! The wedding is about to begin!” Lady Bente ordered.

You gave your friend one last glance before the doors shut behind you, “Goodbye Sabine.”

  The cathedral was spectacular.

Bouquets of roses and elven tulips adorned the pillars. The banners of Abian and Triskelion colors were delicately placed creating an ethereal atmosphere.

Rumlow really outdid himself.

Dignitaries from far and wide were in attendance. You saw your mother, uncle, Sam, and your sister holding her ten-month-old son.

Rumlow took your hand with a triumphant smirk. You could say that he was handsome if you didn’t want to claw his eyes out.

“You look ravishing, darling.”

“I hate you.”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Dearly beloved and exalted rulers, we are gathered here today to join the Triskelion Emperor and the Second Princess of Abia in holy matrimony.”

You closed your eyes in resignation. No one was coming. Maybe Brock wouldn’t be so bad.

“If anyone has any reason as to why these two should not be married.”

Then you remembered how he threatened your mother and uncle when after Abia surrendered. His twisted smirk was enough to make your blood boil.

“Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

The cathedral was silent for a few minutes until the doors were blown off their hinges and several guards were flung to the opposite wall behind the altar.

Everyone turned to find smoke and debris. An inhuman roar filled the venue terrifying the guests.

Two figures emerged from the smoke and your eyes widened in shock.

“We do.”

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My Queen Chapter 1

Steve Rogers is the newly inherited Duke of Brooklyn, struggling to fix the mistakes of his parents while enduring an overbearing, matchmaking mother.  He has no intention of anything romantic in his future, but will a forced love connection with the Queen change his mind?

Warnings: smut, slight domestic violence, minor character death

Steve sighed heavily as his mother, Sarah, blabbered on about court gossip.  He poured over his father’s books, trying to budget and fix all the mistakes and figure out what damage had been done.  His father, Joseph, had died a few weeks prior from alcohol poisoning while gambling away whatever money he had left, leaving Steve as the man of the house and the newly appointed Duke of Brooklyn.  The debts were enormous, and after selling much of the valuables from their home as well as the summer home that his parents had bought years ago, he’d been able to finally break even.  His mother had been beside herself as he’d sold her favorite things right out from underneath her, more worried about how it would make her look to her noble friends.

“Oh!  And great news!” Sarah took the pen from his fingers and twirled away from him to get his attention.

“Ma, please,” Steve grunted, reaching for the pen back.  “I don’t have time for this.”

“I’ve been speaking to the Queen’s privy counselor, Mr. Sam Wilson, you remember him,” she continued like she didn’t hear him.

“Yes, I know Sam,” Steve rolled his eyes.  “We’ve been friends for many years.”

“He’s been looking for suitors for the Queen!” Sarah quipped excitedly.  “She’s getting older and needs to marry and have an heir.  And I reminded him of you and your lack of a wife–”

“Ma please tell me you didn’t,” Steve glared at her as he stood.

Sarah withered a little at his tone, her eyes widening as she finally stopped moving.  “I…but it’s the Queen, dearest.  She’d make you a great wife.  And you a great husband!” Steve rubbed his face with his hands and started pacing around the room, Sarah following him.  “She could help us get back into a better place, your connection to her could be incredibly advantageous–”

“What makes you think I want to marry?” Steve turned on her, his eyes blazing.  “After watching you with Father all these years and how much you hated each other and brought out the worst in each other, pitting me against each of you, having affairs,” Sarah gasped.  “Yes, I know all about them.  You expect me to still want to chain myself to someone cut from the same cloth as you and all the other ridiculous nobility?  That's not love.  That’s not anything that I want to be a part of.” 

Sarah’s eyes filled with tears at her son’s accusations.  “How dare you,” she whimpered.  “I’m your mother.”

“Unfortunately,” Steve hissed at her.  “I want no part of your matchmaking games.”

Sarah straightened herself up.  “Well that’s too bad, because you have an audience with her next Friday.”  

Steve’s eyes widened, his brow furrowed, causing a deep crease between his eyes.  “You…what?”

“A lunch date,” Sarah sniffed as she wiped her eyes hastily.  “I’m trying to secure your future, and mine.  You can hate me all you want, but I didn’t endure your father for 37 years just to throw it all away.   You will meet her for lunch, be the gentleman I know you can be, flirt with her, and win her affections.”

Steve hung his head, sighing again.  He clenched his fists and walked closer to Sarah, making her back up into the wall behind her.  His eyes bored into her as he gritted his teeth.  “I will go to this lunch.  But after that, don’t you ever speak for me again.”

Sarah’s lips tightened to a thin line, defiance in her eyes, but she solemnly nodded.

***

“A lunch with Steve Rogers?” Y/N asked incredulously as she reviewed the itinerary for the week.  “You can’t be serious.”

“Is there a problem, your Majesty?” Sam asked, looking bewildered.

“Well, he’s not exactly friendly,” Y/N said, looking at his name on the paper again.  “I haven’t seen him at any events for…God, 15 years?”

“True,” Sam agreed.  “He’s not one for the spotlight.  And with his father’s gambling problems and recent death, he’s had a lot to deal with.”

“Of course,” Y/N agreed politely.  She had sent his family a condolences card upon hearing of Joseph Rogers’ death, although he was not necessarily someone that would be missed in the community.  She could understand how anyone would be embarrassed of their parents who acted in such a way so publicly and mishandled their family money.  Her own parents caused a number of controversies during their reign.  She had received multiple letters from Joseph and Sarah over the past few years asking her to increase their yearly nobility stipend money.  “I know he’s your friend, Sam.  I’m just surprised he would call on me.”

“Well…” Sam grimaced.  

Y/N eyes narrowed at him.  “Oh I see.  Sarah is meddling again.”

Sam pursed his lips, looking to the ground and nodding.  “Yes, she’s quite…enthusiastic.”

“Opportunistic,” Y/N corrected him.  She sighed.  “Well, this should be interesting.”

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Rules:

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I write mainly fluff but I can also do angst (it's not the best) however I cannot do smut. (I tried and it ended up as a shit show)

first come first serve

I write all types of relationships including x reader, wlw, wlm, mlm, polyamorous, and ships

I write for:

Dear Evan Hansen

Evan Hansen

Connor Murphy

Zoe Murphy

Alana Beck

Jared Kleinman

Be More Chill

Michael Mell

Jeremy Heere

Rich Goranski

Newsies

Davey Jacobs

Crutchie

Race

Spot

In The Heights

Sonny De La Vega

West Side Story

Riff

Baby John

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff

Peter Parker (Tom, Andrew, or Tobey)

Loki Laufeyson

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Agatha Harkness

Dr Stephen Strange

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Jake Lockley

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Neville Longbottom

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Newt Scamander

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

Dune

Paul Atreides

Duke Leto Atreides

Stranger Things

Peter Ballard

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Max Mayfield

Gareth Emerson

Argyle

The Last Of Us

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Jurassic Park

Tim Murphy

Queen - Band

Roger Taylor

John Deacon

The Beatles

Paul McCartney

George Harrison

Encanto

Bruno Madrigal

Camilo Madrigal

Dolores Madrigal

Tangled

Flynn Rider

Atypical

Casey Gardner

The Inheritance Games

Avery Grambs

Grayson Hawthorne

Heathers (Movie)

Jason Dean

Veronica Sawyer

Actors

Mike Faist

Laura Dreyfuss

Ben Tyler Cook

Sebastian Stan

Chris Evans

Tom Holland

Andrew Garfield

Joe Mazzello

Oscar Isaac

Miscellaneous

Woodland Demars

I might do some other characters/people if you ask me. these are just the ones I've written before

If you don’t know what to request, I got some prompts you can choose from below. Just make sure in your request to specify which prompt from which list!

General Prompts

It’s really not that complicated

Close the door

It’s three in the morning

I should have told you a long time ago

Why are you helping me?

You have to leave right now

Just trust me

I’ve been waiting a long time

We could get arrested for this

What were you thinking about?

I thought you were dead

You’re never going to let that go, are you?

Was that supposed to hurt?

I can explain

I don’t believe you

He/She/They was/were never mine, but losing him/her/them broke my heart

How do you destroy a monster without becoming one?

I’m afraid you’ll end up seeing me the way I see myself

He/she/they lived to be the greatest

Don’t ever forget me. Please.

The world stopped breathing that night

Everything here can kill you, but I can do it most efficiently

Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless

I buy a personality

I screwed up

And maybe in the end, I was meant to be alone...

You’ll never see how toxic someone is until you breathe fresh air

I just want to go somewhere where nobody knows my name

All the memories come back, but they never do

If your treated like a monster for long enough you become one

Nightmares keeping you awake too?

There, there, it's okay, don't cry

Shh It's okay now, I'm here

I will always be here for you. Never forget that

Don't you ever forget that I am always here

If you ever feel alone, don't because I'm right here

I Literally Scraped My Knee Falling For You

Angst Prompts

Shut up

I can't believe you would do this to me. After everything I've done for you

Give it back

No.

I can't even look at you

You could have just told me

You're just a kid

I'm done

Stop talking to me

Stop coming back

I don't care

Please just let me go

Do you love him/her/them?

I can't love you

I used to think love was real

But in the end I was not the boy/girl/person he/she/they fell in love with

I always knew I would end up being the one who got hurt

If only I had spoken up to him/her/them the first day I saw him/her/them. Maybe we would have been friends and maybe we would have fallen in love. But I didn't talk to him/her/them and we weren't friends and we didn't fall in love. He/she/they found someone else. I can only blame myself

I tried not to fall in love with him/her/them

Can you please stop?

Why did you come back?

Go away

What you said really hurt

I can't do this anymore

I'm not fine. I know I said I was but I'm not

I can't love you. I don't know how

Help.

I have no choice

I had no choice

And with those words, he/she/they left

You're hurting me

You have to choose

Here. You can have it back

Kissing me won't make this go away

To think I trusted you...

I miss your smile

Don't you remember?

I never want to look at you again

You weren't there when I needed you most

How can one person be the source of so much pain?

You’re my regret

Watch me

Don't cry, everything will work out

Please don't cry, I'm so sorry

Fluffy Prompts

You deserve someone who values you

I've known you sense, forever. I can't imagine my life without you

We can't be friends anymore. I will always see you as something else

I don't like him/her/them. I like you

You're a wonderful person, never forget that

He/she/they has/have no idea what they're missing

Sure there are people out there who lobe you. I do

The lucky guy/girl/person who wins your heart will be so lucky

If it wasn't for you, I would be lost. I'm so glad you came into my life

I'd do anything for you

If I was your boy/girl friend, I'd pepper you with kisses and gifts and spoil you so badly

I've been thinking about you a lot lately

Are you jealous of (character/person)

Can you picture it? You and I together?

'Us' I like the sound of that

You always know what to say

My family thinks we're dating...

You’re in love with her/him/them

Come here

Love is overrated

I’ve missed this

Didn’t you guys used to be best friends?

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Bring Him Light - viii (King!Steve Rogers x Reader)

Chapter Summary: If the king can disrespect his queen so openly, surely the people can, too? 

Warnings: slight injury to reader, confessions, bad timing

Word Count: 3k

<- Last Part -=+=- Next Part ->

It was inevitable. The people began to lash out at you as soon as their king did. You were an outsider, the daughter of a king who waged a war against their country. They welcomed you into Brooken in hopes of a bright future and an heir for their king. And to their knowledge, you had disappointed them. So, when your husband struck you in front of his court, it opened the door to let his subjects treat you in the same manner.

In the days that took place after the party, the respect for you had dwindled. Ladies of the court who once pulled you around to chat your ear off and were all too excited to invite you to their tea parties and to their chateaus had all stopped acknowledging you when you walked into the room. You were given smug looks and side eyed stares. Their husbands, who were all eager to carry favor with the queen in doing so with the king as well, had barely spoke to you now. Before, when they grazed your shoulder with theirs, you were bombarded with apologizes, afraid that they had hurt the king by hurting you. But all that changed the moment your delicate skin was scarred by the wedding ring that symbolized your failing marriage. Now, their bumps were intentional, and they hurt – you had bruises to prove it.

You admired one of the paintings that adorned the wall of the east end of the castle. You were rarely seen outside of your chambers and when you were, you kept to yourself. The warm, welcoming Brooken was gone. And in its place stood a cold, lonely prison.

“(Y/N),” you let out a sigh when you recognized the low, hushed voice of Brock Rumlow. Ever since the party, you had spoken to four people – Wanda, Natasha, Jean the midwife, and Brock. The friendship between you and your husband’s cousin was platonic, you made it clear to the man that you had no intentions of an affair and he seemingly agreed, not wanting to further endanger you.

He glanced around to ensure that you were both alone. He wasn’t eager for any unwanted guests to listen in. Brock strode over to you with long steps until he stood next to you. Your eyes stayed glued to the giant painting. It appeared to be a portrayal of a war that Steven’s grandfather had been a part of.

“The arrangements have been made,” he whispered. You nodded. “There’s a tower opposite your bedchamber’s windows. When you see a light, know to meet at the docks the next time the moon rises. We will use the cover of the night to escort you and your ladies safely onto a ship.”

“Thank you.” You muttered. “Really.”

He reached out and gave a comforting squeeze to your arm. His fingers trailed the scarred flesh of your wrist – a reminder of another fault King Steven has done.

When the two men were young, Brock had been groomed to take the throne because Steven had been a sickly child. He remembered his aunt being told to expect the worst, so Steven’s father had taken Brock under his wing. He convinced himself that he would’ve been the perfect king. But then a “magic” doctor from a foreign land had been brought in and a few weeks later, Steven’s illnesses were gone along with the short, skinny prince. Steven grew to be broad and tall, towering over his cousin and a lot of other men. Brock was thrown to the side as Steven regained his proper place in the court.

He grew up with jealousy as he watched his cousin get everything that was meant for him. The castle, the title, the crown… Brock hadn’t been jealous of Steven’s wives. He had his own list of lovers and was very satisfied with the women whom he shared a bed with, but then your portrait was delivered by King Anthony Stark. The young, beautiful princess of York who got to be his cousin’s wife – who would’ve been his wife if he had been on the throne.

“Of course, your grace,” he nodded.

“Is there anything else?” He shook his head and mentioned he should go for the council had a meeting in a few minutes. You smiled at him before you dismissed him, wanting to be alone. He bowed before leaving.

You thought you’d be giddy, excited upon hearing the news. Lord Pierce worked quickly, contacted the Wakanda King and negotiated you and your ladies’ safe voyage. It was all falling into place. You’d be far from Brooken so that your husband and his court couldn’t hurt you anymore and far from York where your father would’ve just sent you back to your own personal hell.

But you weren’t happy. You were taking your unborn child away from its father. You were stealing away a kingdom’s heir. For what? Because you were unhappy in your marriage? Because your husband had hurt you? They were good reasons to leave. So, why weren’t you relieved?

After long minutes of silence and contemplating, you heard a tutting. With a frown, you turned around and saw one of the noblewomen, Lady Leah Nightingale, emerge from the shadows. She had been one of the women who took back her invitation to her chateau – it wasn’t as if you had any intentions of riding off to the outskirts of southern Brooken to go either way.

“Lady Leah.” You greeted with a fake smile. She had an eyebrow quirked up with a taunting expression with her arms crossed.

“You’re a whore.” She said. Your smile immediately dropped. “I didn’t want to listen to the rumors about you and Lord Rumlow, yet here I am… Did I intrude? The moment seemed rather intimate.”

“I believe you are mistaken, Lady Leah.” You nodded. You walked past her and towards the staircase behind her when she grabbed your arm and whipped you around.

“The king will have your head for your infidelity.” She said. “Then, any lady of the court gets another chance at being queen. That crown,” she snatched the dainty York tiara off your head, “belongs to me.”

“That is my mother’s.” You seethed as you reached over and tried to grab it from her hands. It became a tug of war.

You found it ridiculous, fighting over a headpiece. Your husband had gifted you hundreds of jewels and crowns that were stashed away. You could’ve easily exchanged it for something more extravagant or expensive, but Brooken had already stolen so much from you.

She pulled so hard away from you that the crown had slipped from both your hands. It clattered against the hard floors, the aged metal splitting in half. You gasped with wide, teary eyes. Lady Leah gave you a smirk.

“It’s all yours, your majesty,” she mocked. “It was cheap like your mother… and like you.”

You glared at her, feeling all the pent-up rage bubbling to the surface. You trembled with anger, unsure of how to exert such negativity. You weren’t sure whether to lunge at her and tear the stupid dangly earrings from her ears or scream until your lungs gave out.

“Queen Margaret had more grace than you and she was older than the king. Queen Sharon was more beautiful and kind. You little York bitch thought you were too good for the rest of us. Too good for the king?” She scoffed. “No wonder he grew tired of you. Hell, I wanted to slap you the second you stepped out the carriage. I can’t wait until he kills you.” You felt your breath shudder and the tears fall from your eyes. “In fact… I’ll go ahead and do it for him.”

You frowned with confusion but quickly let out a gasp when her hands reached out and pushed your shoulders hard. You lost your balance. Your foot missed a step as you tumbled down the stairs.

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The five men sat around the wooden table, the king at the head. He drummed his fingers along the wood, the rhythm helped calm him.

It had been a week since the party – since he had slapped you as if you were just a defiant servant. He felt awful the moment it happened. You had a horrified look on your face as you stared at him as if he truly were a monster with fangs, horns, and all. He felt like he was one.

After the party ended, he saw an upset Strucker to his guest chambers before nearly running to your shared bedchamber with thousands of apologizes raging on inside his mind. He had intended to kiss the cut until it healed and hold you like he did in the first few months of your marriage. But you weren’t there. So, he sat at the foot of the bed and awaited your return. He stayed up all night long, but eventually collapsed hours after the sun rose.

He hoped to waken with you curled up beside his body, but he woke up to not-so-quiet servants who were briskly removing your things from the chamber. He pulled one girl aside and questioned her. She revealed that you wished to stay in your old chambers from now on.

He thought that this was perhaps a way of punishing him, so he allowed himself to be punished. He deserved it. He knew he should not have struck you – whether it happened privately or in front of a crowd, he knew he should not have laid his hands on you in that way.

He thought that you would return in a few short days and allow him to apologize for his wrongdoing. He hoped that there was still a chance at that happiness he promised you.

But days had turned into a week and you never returned.

And it hurt him.

Lord Pierce was droning on about the absence of grain. In the past year, Baron Strucker had been holding out on the essential good. He had been giving Brooken a fraction of what he used to. So, Steven invited him to court in hopes to coax out more of the grain so that his people could eat. But with your outburst and Wanda’s rejection, the Duke became angry. Now, he was refusing to ship grain, feeding the king excuses about a wildfire and insects that ravaged his lands.

“Is there anything we can do?” He asked. “Perhaps, reach out to any allies?”

“York.” Lord Rumlow suggested. “Although with the situation at hand, I doubt the queen would be willing to ask her father to help you.” The words were meant to be a jab at the king. Steven knew. His cousin was always poking and looking for a fight.

Before the king could respond, someone burst through the doors. It was a wide-eyed Natasha rushed through the doors. Panic written all over her features. “Your grace, my lords,” she bowed, panting slightly.

“Nat?” Lord James asked, rising from his seat. “What’s happened?”

“The queen…” she said, breathless. “The queen…”

“Out with it!” Brock snapped, jumping up from his seat and walked over to the woman, grabbing her arms and shaking her slightly. James had told him to unhand her.

“The queen was pushed down the stairs by Lady Leah Nightingale… Or at least that’s what the witness had said,” Natasha explained after regaining her breath. “She’s in the infirmary.”

Steven felt the color drain from his face as he shot up and rushed past her and out the room. He heard the lady’s heels clatter against the tiles as she followed him. The sound was accompanied by heavy footsteps, that undoubtedly belonged to the other lords of his council.

As he approached the doors, he noticed a midwife – he believed her name was Jean or Joan, or something along the lines of that – walking the opposite direction in quick, rushed steps. He dismissed it before bursting through the double doors.

The doctor, Stephen Strange, who was visiting from York, had been looming over you. Lady Wanda sitting at your bedside. “King Steven,” he greeted with a nod.

“Strange.” Steven responded. He glanced over to the men behind him and asked for everyone but the doctor to be dismissed. The two ladies glared at him – he didn’t miss the way his cousin did, too. “Must I repeat myself?”

“I will not leave you with her.” It was Wanda, the shy, meek auburn-haired girl, who spoke up. She had rarely been defiant or outspoken in the ways you and Natasha were. She had always smiled and nodded, but now, she scowled at the king with her brows knitted together and venom dripping from her words.

The king sighed, placing a hand on his hip. “Please,” he asked with a lower voice. It was as if he were begging. The two women stood as they were as if to say we don’t take orders from you. “Fine. Stay.”

Steven walked closer towards you. You looked so peaceful – asleep with your head turned to the side slightly and a hand over your stomach, which protruded in the slightest bit but was still unnoticeable beneath your gown. The scar left a scabbed line on your cheekbone. He hadn’t realized how shallow the cut was.

“Is she okay?” He finally asked. “And I apologize that I hadn’t been there to welcome you to Brooken, Stephen.”

“I’m only here because her father asked me to come check on her. I am her godfather after all.” Stephen lied. Though, truthfully, he was your godfather. “She’s only sleeping for now, your grace. No true injury. The ba – “he stopped talking when he saw Wanda shake her head over the king’s shoulder. He was a smart man. He knew not to overstep. “She’ll make a quick recovery and be on her feet in a day, if not, less.”

“If she doesn’t wake?”

“Don’t be so pessimistic. She will wake. I assure you.” Stephen said, confidently. He wasn’t here for your father’s bidding. He was here to inform you of your brother’s worsening condition. He believed that you had a right to know and say your farewells, but he realized that perhaps you had other pressing matters to deal with. “I suggest you get your court in order. If word reaches York about the treatment of their princess, there will be another war… And King Anthony will be twice as ruthless as he was during the first.”

Steven nodded. His eyes glued to your unconscious body. It was his fault that his people – your people, too – had been so cruel to you in the past week. Thankfully, you weren’t badly hurt in this incident, but what of the next? What happens when his own citizens become bold enough to have a true attempt at your life? It would still be your blood on his hands because he allowed this to happen.

“Let’s leave the king, shall we ladies?” Stephen asked. Although slightly wary and defiant, the two women reluctantly agreed. He listened to their receding footsteps and the door close behind them.

Steven brushed your hair gently with his fingers. He pressed his lips to your temple and to the cut before placing a chaste kiss to your lips. You head had turned, but you were still sound asleep.

“I don’t know if you’re listening. I hope you are.” Steven whispered, clutching the hand that laid to your side. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry for striking you, for allowing people to disrespect you so openly. I’m sorry for calling you a whore queen, for frightening you. I… There are so many wrongdoings, so many faults. I told you before I wanted us to be happy. I wanted our future to be happy. And I failed you. I want to do better by you, to be the man that you deserve, I truly do…

“But there are things going on in this kingdom that you do not know about… I pray that you do not. My cousin and Lord Pierce are plotting against me. I know it. I want to trust you, (Y/N). I do. I want to tell you of my plans to weed out everyone who dares go against us, but I see them looming over you. I see Brock whispering into your ear. I can’t help but wonder if you will betray me like Margaret? Like Sharon? I’ve been married twice before you and I’ve never felt this way about anyone, and it scares me because the only love I’ve known ends in betrayal. And if you betray me, I will not know how to recover.”

You were beginning to stir awake. Your eyes were fluttering open, wincing at the light. You felt a pressure in your head, a warmth radiating to your side. His words were muffled. You didn’t register anything he said. Not even when Steven whispered,

“I love you, (Y/N).”

Outside the infirmary doors, the lords had eventually dispersed. Wanda and Stephen had walked off, whispering about the secret baby that only you, your ladies, Jean, and now your godfather knew about. Rumlow and Pierce rushed off, whispering to one another about their plots. Only James and Natasha had stayed behind, standing against the wall across the door.

“Buck?” Natasha whispered. She surveyed the hallway. They were completely alone. Not a servant in sight. He hummed in response. “I have something to tell you.”

“About what?”

“I’m telling you because I trust you and because I do not trust Lord Rumlow.”

»»————-　⚜　————-««

You were eventually moved back to your chambers – the one separate from the king’s. You were still a bit dizzy from the incident, but you were assured you’d be fine. Jean had come by discreetly and checked up on you. She assured you that the baby wasn’t harmed and that the fall wasn’t too harsh that it could’ve caused any damage. Your godfather had also promised that you’d recover.

It became clear that Brooken did not want you here. You were in danger. Your child hadn’t been born yet, and it was in danger, too.

And like a flame that ignited in the window of the tower across from your chambers, a new hope burned through you. The signal. The confirmation.

You rubbed your slightly protruded stomach anxiously. The next night you were leaving Steven and Brooken. Forever.

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The Queen’s Husband [1/?]

When her reign is threatened, the Queen of Ergona must find a husband to secure her throne.

Pairing: King!Steve x reader AU

Word Count: 2.875

Warnings: Minor descriptions of violence. No smut - but there will be in later chapters. English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes.

A/N: This was originally my submission for a writing challenge that never came to be. My prompt was “Elizabeth”, the original score composed by David Hirschfelder for the 1998 movie starring the incredible Cate Blanchett. I thought it was the perfect opportunity to try and sate my King Steve obsession - which I blame entirely on  @invisibleanonymousmonsters​‘s Heart of Steel and @shreddedparchment​‘s Pseudo Princess (two masterpieces written by incredible authors whom I look up to so much!).

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The air smelled like salt water, blood and smoke.

Your face was damp from the sea spray or your tears, you weren’t sure. Wiping your eyes furiously you stood still, staring straight ahead at the burning fleet of Zerbolian warships.

Their soldiers were still screaming.

Closer to the cliffside, Ergona’s armada stood in defense position. Over one hundred ships at the Queen's command, making it the most powerful and feared navy in the world. The Zerbolian king had been a fool to think that, out of all ways, he would win this war at sea.

He hadn't believed his advisors, choosing instead to put his faith on the assumption that he could never be bested by a woman, and a young one at that. His mistake, you pondered, hadn't been to think that Ergona would bend to his will as it had during your father's reign, but to think that you would.

You, however, were not your father. And tomorrow you'll ride into the capital city of Albeon like he never did, celebrated by your people as the ruler who put an end to the Zerbolian threat.    

But today you would mourn.

It didn't matter that most casualties had been on the enemy's side. Death was still death. Across the Muir Sea women would cry for the men they had violently lost at the hands of Y/N of Ergona. Women such as yourself, albeit none of them had to carry the heavy crown of their kingdom, and for that they were better than you were.

The sound of hooves broke through the howling of the wind. Looking back you saw a beautiful black stallion making its way to you. His rider was a blonde man you could tell from afar, whether from his distinct shield or from the sheer strength of his presence.

“Your Grace” he said, moving his horse to stand next to yours.

You cleared your throat, trying to disguise your choked voice.

“Captain Rogers” you answered, sounding as stoic as you possibly could. “I thought you were at sea.”

“I was. But I noticed your horse standing at the edge of the cliff so I sailed ashore.”

“Isn’t it reckless to sail ashore while the enemy’s fleet is still burning?” you retorted.

He let out a dry laugh.

“Forgive me, Your Grace, but this is far from the most reckless thing I’ve ever done.”

You didn’t answer. Captain Steven Rogers indeed hadn’t made his fame by being careful. The son of a wealthy Duke, he had traded the comforts of a life at Court for a military career.  He had yet to reach his third decade of age, but his accomplishments on the battlefield were well known in all of Ergona, earning him the respect of powerful men much older than him. 

For the five years you had been queen he had stood by you. A man of unquestionable loyalty and honor, Captain Rogers not only managed to unify the army, but to restore the naval forces to their glory in an incredibly short time. You owed him the defeat of Zerbolia, as well as your safety in the face of the assassinations attempts he managed to uncover. 

Twice now you had questioned him about his future aspirations during small council meetings and twice he's given the same answer:

"My duty is to Y/N of Ergona. As long as my queen judges me fit to fight for her and her kingdom, then so I will."

His words unsettled you. Your experience taught you that no man could be that virtuous. They always wanted more. And Captain Rogers, with his prestige and influence, could very well be coveting your crown.

"I hope I'm not being too forward" the man himself said, as if he knew you were thinking of him. "But are you alright, Your Grace?"

His concern surprised you.

"I suppose it is odd for someone to cry for their enemy's loss" you answered.

"Not odd, just surprising. But I shouldn't have expect less from you."

You turned to him, brows furrowed.

"Whatever do you mean?"

Under your questioning gaze, Steve blushed, his cheeks turning a subtle shade of light pink.

"Pardon me, Your Grace. I didn't mean to offend you" he quickly apologized. "But, in my eyes, crying for those poor dead soldiers doesn't make you weak or odd. It only showcases you humanity. And maybe it is unwise for you to show yourself like this - God knows you have enough criticism as it is. It is strange this world we live in where humanity is seen as a vulnerability, but, in my eyes, it just makes you greater queen."

Smiling, he added:

"Not that I ever doubted your greatness."

The screams were gone now. Only the strong wind remained, bringing ashore the distinct smell of burning flesh. And although you were starting to feel nauseated, you couldn't take your eyes off Captain Rogers.

"Do you think we did well by crushing the Zerbolian fleet the way we just did?" you finally inquired him.

"I think our worst decisions are made during war. But yes, I doubt we'll have any more conflicts with Zerbolia after today."

"I don't want to be a warmonger queen. I don't want my greatness to come from the blood of my enemies or the tears of my people" you continued.

Captain Rogers was silent but his eyes were filled with an affection you can't place.

"You are repairing your father's mistakes and they were many. There will be blood to pay, but ultimately, Ergonia will rejoice. It already is. The people call you The Golden Queen - the one who brings glory back to the land", he said.

You are lost for words. Your most basic instincts, the ones who recalled the way your father mistreated your mother and the everyday hardships of negotiating with men who didn't take you seriously, willed you not to fall for his kindness. But another part of you - young and carefree on the fields of Foghar - found solace in the hope his words brought you.

Before you could answer another rider arrived, bearing a red flag with the dragon sigil, your House motifs.

"Your Grace. Captain Rogers" he greeted, bowing while still astride his horse. "Lord Stark calls for you, Your Grace. He wishes to ride back to Albeon as soon as possible."

You nodded.

"Thank you, Mister..."

"Peter Parker, Your Grace".

"Thank you, Mr. Parker. Please tell my uncle Captain Rogers will escort me back to camp."

"Yes, Your Grace", the boy bowed once again, before returning the way he had come from.

Turning to Captain Rogers you realized the moment was gone. Whatever talk you had shared today would stay here, atop the Gaothach Cliffs, only the restless sea as your witness.

"Thank you for your company, Captain Rogers" you said and your voice was back to the detatched tone you usually spoke in.

Steve glanced at the last remains of the enemy's ships, before pulling the reins of his horse.

"Anything for you, Your Grace."

A fortnight after the events at the Gaothach Cliffs you sat in the council room surrounded by your advisors.

"A letter arrived today from the King of Zerbolia" Lord Fury, the master of warfare, announced. "He wishes to sign a peace treaty, putting an end to the conflict between our nation and his."

The corner of your lips lifted slightly, in a discreet but satisfied half-smile.

"And what do you propose we do, Lord Fury?" you asked from the head of the table.

"The peace treaty is what we coveted, but it may be a trap. I suggest we send a diplomatic party to the Isle of Solas, which is neutral ground, and celebrate the treaty there. Furthermore, to protect Your Majesty's well-being, I suggest that you send someone to sign it, rather than going yourself."

 "Very well" you said. "You'll be responsible for organizing the diplomatic party and the signing of the treaty for as soon as possible. And when the day comes you'll sign it as the queen's representative."

 Lord Fury bowed. His face, usually an inscrutable front adorned only by his eye patch failed to hide his surprise. He expected you to oppose him, instead going on to sign the treaty yourself. And to deny what you felt was an obligation as a ruler was another blow to your pride - a king would have braved any threats on his life to ensure his country's peace. But a queen such as yourself - young, unmarried and childless - was expected to sit still. 

You'd had a small victory when the council agreed on you going to the shore to accompany the army as it faced Zerbolia. You suppose you could grant them this concession.

 "Lady Natasha, what news do you bring?" you turned your attention to a beautiful redheaded woman standing on your left, Natasha Romanoff, the master of whispers.

"Your Grace" she begun in an uneasy timbre you hardly ever heard. Natasha was anything but meek. Whatever one of her spies had discovered was not good. "Earlier this morning your cousin, Queen Margaret of Beathan, gave birth to her first child."

Lord Fury coughed on his wine. It would have been comic if the news weren’t dreadful. Natasha’s heavy words rung in your ears, distorted, as if your body had been been dunked underwater and the pressure kept you from doing anything other than allow the current to plunge your body deeper.

Lord Stark, master of coin, finally broke the silence.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It is a boy" Lady Natasha answered. "Heir to the throne of Beathan… And Ergona."

Lord Stark cursed. Lord Strange, master of trade, stood and began pacing the room.

"Are you positive that this child has a claim to the throne?" he said.

"Of course he has" Lord Fury cut in, face red from all the coughing. "Your Grace has yet to bear children, therefore she has no heir. And Queen Margaret is her closest living relative. If Queen Y/N dies before securing her lineage, then the throne goes to Margaret. And since Margaret is already queen the crown falls upon her son, who would unify the kingdoms of Beathan and Ergona."

Queen Margaret was your cousin on your father's side - the royal side. Her mother, your aunt, had married the King of Beathan and Margaret was their oldest child, thus becoming queen upon his death. Since you had no siblings, Margaret was next in line to the throne of Ergona which was always a very remote possibility considering she had her own kingdom to rule. But the birth of a son changed things immensely. 

Under the table, Natasha squeezed your hand.

"My Lords" you faintly rose your voice, silencing the debate between your male advisors. "What shall we do about this matter?"

They were dumbfounded, each one not-so-subtly staring at the other wondering who’d be brave enough to answer. Sighing, Lord Strange spoke:

"Your Grace, there is only one way for us to end this threat. You must marry and produce an heir."

“Once you have an heir, then he or she will be the next in the succession, guaranteeing the future of you House" he completed.

"No, Lord Strange. Only a son will guarantee the future of my House. A daughter will be just like me - as prepared as any man, as educated as any man, but in the end she'll still need a husband to secure her reign. It happened to Margaret and apparently it is what will befall me: queens, it appears, are only means to an end. It looks to me that we're not meant to rule with our hearts, but with our wombs".

Lord Strange slumped on his chair, embarrassed. But his words were true: you had tried, day and night for the past five years to establish yourself as a strong ruler. You ended wars and initiated policies which benefitted commoners and royals alike. The taxes were controlled, the public coffers were full and the military thrived. Ergona had established itself as a key player in international trade routes. However all your accomplishments failed to quell public demands for your marriage. Your gender threatened to topple everything you've built. 

You weren't oppose to marriage, per se. Lord Stark and his wife had a long, happy marriage and so did Lord Strange and others you knew. Your anxiety came from having to share your crown and the responsibility that came with it. As queen you had a wide variety of suitors, Ergonans and foreigners alike, but anyone could fake their intentions in order to secure power. The wrong husband could mean a hellish life to you and your people.

Lord Fury, never one to be subtle, landed the final blow:

“There has been much talk about your lack of commitment to marriage, Your Grace. I know you’re aware of it. And they will only get worse with the news of Margaret’s son. Your father weakened the kingdom, but you’ll never restore it to its full glory on your own. Fight as many battles as you want but in the world we live in a queen can’t rule without a king.”

"I am well aware of the world we live in, Lord Fury" you replied. "More so, I am well aware that my position demands sacrifices."

For the second time that morning, he was visibly surprised.

"I only ask that you be very careful as you chose my betrothed. Not only for the safety of the kingdom, but for my well being as well."  

"Your Grace?" Natasha asked in a whisper but you didn't answer. There would be time for you to confide in her privately.

Lord Stark cleared his throat. His eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"Your Grace" he said. "My beautiful niece Y/N. I have raised you as my own since you were nine years old. My sister's spirit lives in your words and deeds and in the way you rule this country with all of your heart. I protected you with everything I had until that fateful morning when you were forced to abandon your youth to carry this heavy crown and since then I've felt that my everything is no longer enough to spare you from suffering." 

"Right now, not as your advisor, or as the Duke of Foghar, but as a man who loves you like a father, I ask that you please consider Captain Steven Rogers to be your husband. He is the best man I know and the only one I trust to treat you as you deserve."

Surprisingly, Natasha agreed.

"It is not a bad idea" she turned to you with a gentle gaze. "He is related to the Asgardian royal family. His late mother was Queen Frigga’s sister and his father is the Duke of Arvenia, who was one of your father’s closest advisors."

“Well that brings me no comfort” you muttered dryly. “We are all well aware of how costly my father’s and his advisors' actions have been to the kingdom.”

"The Duke of Arvenia was indeed a terrible advisor" Lord Fury said. "However he wasn't chosen as an advisor for his expertise, but because whoever controls Arvenia controls the West. It was how your father managed a stable relationship with that part of Ergona, a relationship that is now at risk without a strong western representative at Court."

He continued:

"You have secured good support in the East because of Lord Stark and your mother's family. Besides, your House is traditionally an eastern house. Be that as it may, the western lords never fully accepted your House's ascension to the throne, which lead to seven rebellions in less than five hundred years. That is a lot. The Duke of Arvenia is rich and powerful on his land and if his son becomes king then we’ll no longer have to worry about the West rebelling."

Ergona was traditionally divided in two provinces – Arvenia do the West and Foghar to the East. Once two separate countries, they were unified by your ancestors after a bloody war centuries ago, in a move that established Ergona and it’s capital, Albeon, a fortified city strategically located between the two regions.  

History made dealing with the West a tricky matter. When it’s lords weren’t blatantly questioning your House’s authority, they were either demanding more representation at Court or fomenting new conflicts which resulted solely in dead soldiers.

A Western king could shift this dinamic positively.

“Your heir - the son of an Eastern mother and a Western father. Ergonia united. You'll secure your crown and the safety of the kingdom" Lord Strange professed.

You squeezed Natasha's hand under the table for the third time. Your grip was so strong your knuckles had to be white. Your gaze landed on Lord Stark - Uncle Tony - and he gave you a reassuring smile, tears now streaming freely.

He knew this day would come, when you, much like your mother, would mary out of duty instead of out of love. He could only hope you’d have better luck than she did.

Taking a deep breath, you said:

"Please summon Captain Rogers to Court. I will speak with him myself. This council is dismissed."

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[thatsmzbitchtoyou]

My Queen Chapter 3

Steve Rogers is the newly inherited Duke of Brooklyn, struggling to fix the mistakes of his parents while enduring an overbearing, matchmaking mother.  He has no intention of anything romantic in his future, but will a forced love connection with the Queen change his mind?

Warnings: smut, slight domestic violence, minor character death

Two weeks later Steve was waiting in the gigantic foyer of the palace for Y/N for their date.  Since they would be followed by security and photographers no matter where they went, Steve decided to take her to a friend’s art gallery showing and then dinner afterwards.  She would be a bit of a surprise guest, but having the Queen show up to an event like this would put his friend on the radar, as well as get her to meet some of his friends and see how she interacted with them on a more casual level.  

Y/N came down the stairs a few minutes later, dressed in a floor length, sage green, off-shoulder dress with ruffled tiers and shiny floral accents.  It was perfect for a spring night and Steve couldn’t stop staring at her as she seemed to glide down the stairs.  He felt severely underdressed in his white dress shirt and navy blue pants, a light cardigan hanging on his arm just in case.  She met him at the bottom step, looking him over appreciatively.

“Hey,” she greeted him, a small smile on her face.

“Hi,” Steve breathed, staring at the light green accent makeup on the corners of her eyes.  “You look…amazing,” he smiled.

“Thank you,” Y/N smirked at him.  “You look very dashing yourself.”

Steve blushed.  “I feel very underdressed next to you.”

“You shouldn’t.  I like it,” she complimented him again. 

He pulled out a small sunflower he’d been hiding under his cardigan.  “For you,” he said, lifting it towards her.  Y/N’s face softened at the sweet gesture and she gently held the flower in between her fingers.  “Actually, may I?”  Steve changed his mind and took the flower then reached up towards her hair.  He tucked the flower behind her ear, securing it in her hair that was pulled back into a low style.  He smiled at the flower in her hair.  “Beautiful,” he breathed.  

“Thank you,” Y/N said softly, looking slightly dazed.

He offered his arm out to her.  “Shall we?”

“We shall,” she giggled and looped her arm around his.  He led her out to his car, opening the door for her before jogging to his side and getting in.  As they drove he could see the security cars follow closely behind them.  “I’m excited,” Y/N piped up.  “I haven’t been to an art gallery in a long time.”

“I hope you like this one.  Buck’s been working hard on this collection for a while,” Steve said.

“Buck?” Y/N asked, looking at him quizzically.

“Oh, haha, James Barnes,” Steve laughed.  “His nickname is Bucky.”

“Oh Barnes!  Yes, his sister Rebecca is a good friend of mine,” Y/N said excitedly.  “I hope she’ll be there.”

“She most likely will,” Steve smiled, already feeling excited with her.

When they reached the gallery he quickly jumped out and went around to open her door.  Photographers that had been following the royal security cars popped out from seemingly everywhere as Y/N took his hand and exited the car.  She held his hand as they quickly walked to the front doors, ignoring the photographers yelling at her and him.  Once they were inside it was like she was swarmed by people, her security quickly coming over to disperse people away from them.  

“Your Majesty!  What a surprise,” Bucky was allowed through the crowd of people.

“Bucky,” Y/N smiled at him, using his nickname to make the greeting more casual.  She took his hand and gave it a squeeze, leaning in to kiss his cheek.  “Congratulations on the show.”

“Thank you.  Your Grace!” Bucky quickly hugged him then muttered in his ear.  “Here with the Queen?”

“Yessir,” Steve muttered back to him before giving him a squeeze.

“Lucky punk,” Bucky clapped his shoulder as he pulled away.  “Well take your time as you walk through.  I hope you like it.”

“I’m sure we will,” Y/N said.

Steve walked with her through the show, still holding hands as they would pause in front of each piece for a few minutes.  They were mostly silent as they gazed at the art, every once in a while making a comment about an aspect of the paintings.  They reached one piece that made Y/N’s mouth drop open.  The theme of the pieces seemed to have an art deco feel to them with particular emphasis on the colors of a male peacock’s tale.  The painting almost looked like it was glowing with the bright blues and greens depicting a woman in a forest setting, her face hidden by her hair.  Y/N stared at it, walking up closer to it to inspect the colors.

“My God,” she whispered.  

Steve watched her, a smile pulling at his lips.  “It’s beautiful,” he remarked.

“Ethereal,” Y/N breathed.  “How did he get these colors to look so vibrant?”

“Oh, it’s a glaze mix of cobalt blue and finely ground gold and silver leaf,” Steve explained.  Y/N looked at him incredulously.  Steve chuckled.  “I may have helped him with a few things to get the collection done on time.”

“You paint?” Y/N asked.

“Mostly draw.  I only dabble in painting,” Steve said, looking back at the picture.

Y/N stared at him for a long moment before looking back at it.  “Of course you do,” she mumbled.

At the end of the show Y/N found Rebecca Barnes and got caught up in a conversation with her for a few minutes.  Steve waited for her, interjecting into the conversation where warranted but mostly enjoyed watching her be lively and animated with a good friend.  It was nice to see her speak freely instead of with polite, stiff manners.  Bucky joined them soon after.

“Bucky, it was perfect,” Y/N said, giving him a hug.  “I must buy that forest piece from you.”

Bucky’s eyebrows shot up at her.  “Yes!  Yes of course!  I’m so glad you liked it,” he smiled widely at her.  “You know most of this wouldn’t have been possible without Stevie,” he said, giving Steve a side hug and hitting his arm.  Steve hit him back, making Y/N laugh at their childishness. 

“He mentioned something about being an art enthusiast,” Y/N smiled.  

“Enthusiast?  Nah, this punk has tons of sketchbooks.  He was working on one that looked like you the other day,” Bucky cocked an eyebrow at Steve teasingly.  Steve’s eyes widened at his friend, hitting him harder.  “Ow!”

“Really?” Y/N looked at Steve expectantly.

Steve rolled his eyes before smiling and glancing at her.  “Yeah, maybe.”

Y/N hummed as she grabbed his hand again.  “I’d like to see it.  And your other drawings.”

After she made arrangements to buy the painting from Bucky they left to go to dinner.  Steve had chosen one of his favorite places that had a private terrace for couples.  As they ate she teased him relentlessly about trying to be shy about his art.  They exchanged more stories about their families and lives until it was almost closing time for the restaurant.

“I’m sorry Pietro, I didn’t realize how late it had gotten,” Steve apologized to the front manager as he paid the bill and signed the check.

“It’s no problem, Your Grace.  Thank you both for coming.  Your Majesty,” Pietro bowed low to her.

“Goodnight Pietro, thank you.  And tell your sister I miss her,” Y/N said in parting.

“Of course,” Pietro said.

“You just know everyone’s sisters don’t you?” Steve laughed as he led her back to the car.  Her security was ahead of them, helping them not get bombarded by people on the way.  Once he’d gotten her seated and himself in the car he jetted off back towards the palace.

“I try to get to know the women around me.  It’s the easiest way for me to know what’s going on in court,” Y/N said nonchalantly.

“Why?” Steve asked.

“Because women talk,” Y/N said, still holding his hand as he drove.  “Much more openly than men.”

Steve laughed.  “So it’s a way to make friends and spy on your courtiers.”

“Keep your friends close and your enemies closer,” Y/N sighed as she watched the countryside at night fly by.

They reached the palace gates and she directed him to park around the side rather than the front.  As he turned off the car she shifted to face him in her seat.  “Thank you for tonight, Steve,” Y/N smiled, squeezing his hand.

“Thank you for joining me.  Bucky is extremely grateful, I’m sure,” Steve said, looking at their entwined hands.

“I’m excited for his painting to come.  I’d like to hang it in the sunroom, but you’ll have to help me figure out the best place.  I don’t want the sun to affect the paint,” she said, scrutinizing his reaction.

“Oh sure, yeah we can figure it out,” Steve reassured her.  She smiled, pleased at the prospect of spending time with him again.  

They stared at each other for a long moment.  Steve wanted to kiss her, his eyes flicking down to her lips and back up to her eyes.  She smiled wistfully at him before leaning in and kissing his cheek, dangerously close to the side of his mouth.  His eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of her lips on him, wishing she would move just a little to the right…

“Goodnight, Steve,” Y/N whispered close to his face.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” Steve whispered, watching her lips.

She pulled away slowly, her hand still holding his.  He sighed quietly then opened his door to help her out.  She gave him a hug before being escorted back inside, waving to him before turning away.

Steve drove away, trying not to hit any photographers, a small smile on his face.

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[super-marvellous-reads]

Masterlist - March 2020

Links to every single one of the amazing stories I’ve read in March 2020.

Summaries have been provided if the author has written one.

* 1 March: Keepsake by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 2 March: Facts by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 3 March: Girl Time by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 4 March: Oh Man by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 5 March: For Hope by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 6 March: Happy New Year by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 7 March: Rawr by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 8 March: Alone by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 9 March: Redo On Date Night by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 10 March: Perfect by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 11 March: Little Helper by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 12 March: Role Model by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 13 March: Love Story by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 14 March: Duke & Wilson by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)

* 15 March: How Cheesy by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)  

*16 March: Siri by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)  

* 17 March: Fifty Years by @reigningqueenofwords - Thor x reader (Marvel)  

* 18 March: It’s A Deal (Prologue) by @justreadingfics - Bucky Barnes x Reader (Marvel)

* 19 March: Turn Me On? by @starryeyedstories - Poe Dameron x Reader (Star Wars)

* 20 March: His Wish by @multific - Geralt x Reader (The Witcher)

* 21 March: Congestion by @space-helen - Jim Kirk x Reader (Star Trek)

* 22 March: Invasion  by @imagineeeessssssss - Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader (Star Wars)

* 23 March: What Money Can’t Buy (Part 1) by @becs-bunker - Bucky Barnes x Reader (Marvel AU)

* 24 March: The Romantic Hero & The Loneliest Woman in Paris by @veneataur - Aramis x Queen Anne (Muskeeters)

* 25 March: Fairy Tale by @ithehellisbucky​ - Natasha Romanoff x Reader (Marvel)

* 26 March: Not Home Without You by @steves-on-a-plane​ - Steve Rogers x Reader (Marvel)

* 27 March: Let’s Get Married by @ladyreapermc​ - Henry Cavill x Reader

* 28 March: We Are Friends by @supraveng​ - Sam Wilson x Reader (Marvel)

* 29 March: Not Shy At All by @too-old-for-fangirling-but-idc​ - Tom Hiddleston x Reader

* 30 March: Easier Ways by @sebbytrash​ - Sam Wilson x Reader (Marvel)

* 31 March: Forced Apart by @idreamofhazel​ - Sam Winchester x Reader (Supernatural)

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