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imaginedreamwrite · 10 months
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I have some big news I’d like to share with you because you are all my internet besties
On July 4th, I’m going to the doctors to have my IUD removed then my husband and I will be trying for another baby. Its been over 7 years since I was last pregnant and needless to say I am excited and nervous!
I’d like to keep you posted but I know pregnancy isn’t for everyone who if you’d like to filter out tags please filter out imaginedreamwrite’s pregnancy journey or pregnancy updates
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bigtreefest · 3 months
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Fic Rec Masterlist
*This list is constantly being edited as I read more that’s so good I feel the need to share
Fluff 💞| Smut 🔥| Angst 🧊 | ST’s Favorite 🌟
Bucky Barnes
Series
🌟An Offer by @wntrs0ldier
I Thought You’d Never Happen to Me by @nickfowlerrr
Van Helsing Retold 🧊by @gaysindistress
New Tricks by @sebstanwhore
The List by @srgntjamesbuckybarnes
Catch Me if You Can by @buckyalpine
Treat You Better by @notafunkiller
Wedded Bliss by @gutsby
I Think He Knows by @delicatebarness
One-Shots
Wrapped Around Him by @angrythingstarlight
Back Again by @delaber
Are You Bored Yet? By @pellucid-constellations
Curiosity Killed the Cat by @queers-gambit
My Everyday by @pellucid-constellations
Traitor (technically a 2-shot) 🧊🔥 by @insomniumstella
Details by @soulgazingwithbucky
When we are Older by @buckys-wintersoldier
Hell Hath no Fury Like a Farmer Scorned by @eat-limes-bitches
You Know Just What I Need by @sinner-as-saint
Right Here by @ellemj
I Hate You by @ellemj
My First and Only by @buckyalpine
Bake Nights by @jobean12-blog
Steve Rogers
Series
Reckless 💞🔥🧊 by @kinanabinks
The Gemini by @rogersideup
One-shots
With You by @buckets-and-trees
I’m So, So… Sorry by @ronearoundblindly
Stucky
Series
The Brooklyn Boys by @buckets-and-trees
Backstage Pass by @luxeavenger
Mafia!Stucky by @myfictionaldreams
The Fuckboy Committee by @kinanabinks
Ari Levinson
Series
Highways & Heatstrokes (trucker AU) 🔥 by @oh-my-damn
🌟Bedrock and Blueprints by @ronearoundblindly
Sweet Renegade by @cevansbrat0007
Being in Love (ex Bucky) by @imtryingbuck
Pearls & Sunflowers by @chase-your-dreams-away
Flamingo King by @onsunnyside
One-Shots
Stoner sex 🔥 by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
I’ll Wait, Angel by @buckyscombatboots
Jake Jensen
Series
One-Shots
A Helping Hand by @buckymorelikefuckme
Curtis Everett
Series
Live Is Short So Make It Sweet by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
I Know I Should Know Better by @krirebr
Dream Come True by @thezombieprostitute
One-Shots
Andy Barber
Series
Like I’m Gonna Lose You (with Ransom Drysdale) by @paperweight91
One-shots
Ransom Drysdale
Series
Precarious Agreements by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
The Root of All Ransom by @ronearoundblindly
More Than This by @krirebr
One-Shots
Afterglow by @stargazingfangirl18
Johnny Storm
Colin Shea
Sprawling Multi-character AUs
Lucky Charms by @yenzys-lucky-charm
We’re All Monsters by @krirebr @paperweight91
Come Hell or High Water by @imaginedreamwrite
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whore-for-chris-evans · 7 months
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Back Rubs
Steve Rogers x female!reader
Warnings: talk of periods, specifically cramps, fluff, slight dirty talk, no smut.
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The mattress dipped behind you, and one strong arm wrapped around you from behind. A hand brushed your hair away from your neck before you felt a warm breath on your shoulder.
You sighed, lazy smile on your lips. "Baby, not tonight. Please."
Steve gently tilted your face towards him, blue eyes full of adoration and understanding. "Okay," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. The two of you shifted your positions so that you were on top of him now, your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
You reached out to touch his hand, and he responded by lacing your fingers with his. His other hand constantly brushed up and down your back. You tried to relax, you really did, but the nagging ache in your lower back was proving to be too much. You had taken painkillers, but they did little to ease the discomfort.
"Steve," you said quietly, "are you good at back rubs?"
He frowned a little at the seemingly odd question. "Yeah. Why, you need one?"
You laughed, slightly embarrassed. "I could use one. The cramps are terrible. I don't know if it will help but..." you didn't even get to finish the sentence before Steve jumped into action, making sure you were comfortable lying on your stomach and asking you where it hurt.
He proved to be efficient at it - knuckles and finger tips moving in smooth circles and easing the muscles in your body. You heaved a sigh of relief.
"Feel better?" he chuckled without stopping.
"Oh, much better. I haven't felt this great in ages." You turned slightly to look up at him. "I think that'll do," you said after a while, pressing a quick kiss to his lips as he settled back into his previous position and secured you against himself.
"Thank you," you murmured into his chest, then looked up at him, "I love you."
"I love you so much more, sweetheart. I'm happy to help." Another sweet peck to your hairline.
You reached a hand up to his cheek, feeling the slight scratch of his stubble under your fingers. "You haven't shaved in a few days."
"I know," he sighed, absentmindedly rubbing his jawline.
"You could try growing it out."
"I'm sort of obliged to shave. I have an image to keep up," he told you ruefully, "but maybe on our next vacation..."
"Yeah, no, I'm not saying right away, but I am imagining it..." you trailed off.
"And what do you see?" he teased.
You scrunch up your nose in thought. "I see...a very handsome...lumberjack?" you giggled.
"Lumberjack, hmm?"
"You'd make a good one. Look at you. Splitting logs and pussies since the 1940s."
He cocked his head towards you so sharply you almost thought you'd overstepped with that joke. But then he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach as he tried to recover. You found tears streaming down your own cheeks as you hid your face in his chest. "That was so terrible. I don't even know where that came from."
Still shaking his head in amusement he rolled over, trapping you under him. "Well, I don't know about wooden logs so far, but..." he winked, his lips melting into yours.
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I haven't written in ages good lord-
Shoutout to my girls @breethebee7 and @mainly-marvel for inspiring and helping me write this.
Thank god I was in pain yesterday because it sparked the conversation with Bree that gave me this idea.
Constructive criticism is well appreciated ❤️
@royalwriteroftheuniverse @nana1000night @jamneuromain @sarahrogersevans @peace-love-fanfiction @nekoannie-chan @hawkeyes-queen @georgiapeach30513 @imaginedreamwrite @slut-for-chrisevans @heli0s-writes
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myfanficlibraries · 1 year
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Stucky
Alpha!Stucky
1) Needy by @imaginedreamwrite​      Plus Size Reader
2) Right Under Your Nose by @foxgloveprincess     Plus Size Reader
3) Wildest Dreams by @imaginedreamwrite       Ongoing Series       Plus Size Reader
Dark
1) Hide and Seek by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor       Mini-Series
2) In the Mountains by @straywords       Ongoing Series
Fairy Tale/Monster AU
1) Sunrise, Sunset by @little-spicy​       Smut       Orc!Stucky
Fluff
1) Prelude to a Kiss by @navybrat817
Smut
1) In the Middle of the Night by @late-to-the-party-81       Tall Reader
2) Voyeur d'amour by @holylulusworld       Boss!Bucky       Ongoing Series
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enretrogue · 4 months
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𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)
.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST
THE GRAY MAN
SIERRA SIX/COURT GENTRY
Kiss Me. Right Here. Right Now. — @lloydsbitch
Kinktober Day 1: Floor Sex — @someplace-darker
Vacation Sex w/ Six — @charnelhouse
The Babysitter — @runa-falls
Cozy — @sierrasixed
Bullet For You — @stardustdreams-andcaffeine
LLOYD HANSEN
His One Weakness — @secretswiftymarvelfan
Rainbow Baby Drabble — @imaginedreamwrite
Boring, Boring, Boring ⎢ Pt. 2 — @rustytricycle
In My Memories You Sleep — @shotgunbunny
Don’t You Shiver — @the-iceni-bitch
Untitled Drabble — @rogerswifesblog
Yours To Ruin — @rosedpetal
Hatred — @ichorai
Shopping w/ Lloyd — @universitypenguin
Be Aware Of Your Surroundings (+Andy Barber) — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
Deception Isn’t Sexy — @shotgunbunny .☘︎ ݁˖
Only You — @dungeonpuppykai
Everything For You Sunshine — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
The Trip — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
It’s You And Me Forever — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
Little Slut — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
My Best Friend’s Dad Is The One For Me — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖
Wedding Crasher — @imyourbratzdoll
Code Red — @kthynes
Husband For Hire ⎢ Pt. 2 ⎢ Pt. 3 — @kthynes
Lloyd Hansen x Wife!Reader — @imyourbratzdoll
Funeral Planning — @xcaptain-winterx
Your Tears Are Delicious ⎢ Pt. 2 — @rustytricycle
Distract Me — @jomaskins
You Showed Me Colors You Know I Can’t See With Anyone Else — @hiscalamitouslove
Imagine… Waking Up To The Love Of Your Life — @joannaliceevans-fanficblog
Got A Jealous Bone — @the-iceni-bitch
SIERRA SIX + LLOYD HANSEN
Lloyd + Six Fighting Over Reader — @writing-wh0re
Precious Weapon ⎢ 2 ⎢ Midnight Confessions — @arrieebooks
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s-123-dont-know · 2 years
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Bucky Barnes Fic Recs
Fic Rec Masterlist
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Last update May 15, 2022
A list of some of the fics I have read in my time on tumblr.
(ᵂᶦˢʰ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᶠᶦᶜ, ᴵ'ᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ, ˢᵒʳʳʸ. ᴶᵘˢᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴵᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ ᵗʰᵉᵐ :⁾)
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Series
Just one kiss by @sarahwroteathing (Definitely one of my favourites on this site. You won't regret reading this)
A world of our own by @shreddedparchment (Never read something like this and I really love it. Will be re reading this soon)
Nothing to despair by @bvccy (Another one of my absolutely favourite)
Russian roulette by Offcast (on Ao3)
Safe with me by @bitsandbobsandstuff
Almost had me believing it by @tuiccim (I think this is the first series I started reading so is a bit especial :')
Atrophile by @all1e23 (This series is just too cute)
Eye for an eye; Yours to wield
by @sinner-as-saint
The match by @babyboibucky
We'll meet again by @coffeecatsandcandles
For love by @moonbeambucky
Barnes Barnes & Barnes by @imaginedreamwrite (If you know other fics like this about different realities an universe feel free to leave it on the notes 🥰)
Masterlist by @wkemeup (Couldn't decided which one so I picked the whole masterlist)
Beneath the milky twilight by @babiebucky
The chosen one by @drabblewithfrannybarnes
With this ring by @barnesjamcs
Call me when you want by @bonky-n-steeb
One-Shots
When it all falls apart by @bucky-bucket-barnes (it's one of the most beautiful and heart breaking fics I've read 🥺)
Learning to accept by @multi-stann
The knowing by @buckycuddlebuddy (😭😭😭 that's all I have to say)
Winter baby by @scrumptious-delusion (Bucky is too adorable in this one)
Looped by @softlybarnes
Dog tags by @buckysknifecollection
Dimensional pain by @tuiccim (I really, really like this one :)
Just a little taste @angrythingstarlight (🥵)
Feel you by @x-ladyathena-x (🥺)
Strangers in the night by @sugarpplum
This one by @bvccy (That I still can't believe doesn't have a second part)
Buttoned up by @disturbedbydesign (Just 🔥)
Home where I belong by @hellotherekenobi
Mine by @irndad
Chronon by @invisibleanonymousmonsters
The sins of the father by @sunmoonandbucky
Waking up call by @starshipsofstarlord
Victim behind the gun @seventven
Open your eyes by @heloisedaphnebrightmore
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Don't forget to check these writers' masterlists. ❤️
ᵂᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵈᵉᶠᶦⁿᶦᵗᵉˡʸ ᵃᵈᵈ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶠᶦᶜˢ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴵ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶦⁿᶜˡᵘᵈᵉ. ᴹʸ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ.
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iluvsumbucky · 8 months
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Happy Belated Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day!!!!
I wanted to say
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To All YOU FABULOUS WRITERS!!!!! I know I haven't been on here this year, reading & reblogging, my life has changed in the past 9 months & I'm still trying to deal with everything, but I wanted to thank each of you for sharing all of your fantastic fics. Y'all writers don't get enough thanks for the joy your words bring to us readers. Each & every one of you are amazing & I'm sending all of you much love & appreciation. I hope to be back soon, reader & reblogging so many awesome fics.
Sending this out to some of those amazing writers.......
@poetic-fiasco @syms-things-5 @bolontiku @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @wordynerdygurl @zep-writings @thorfics @a-rose-byanothername @princessofdarkwinter @saiyanprincessswanie @wiypt-writes @twittytelly @tilltheendwilliwrite @secretswiftymarvelfan @navybrat817 @universitypenguin @justreadingfics @jtargaryen18 @magellan-88 @talesmaniac89
@angstysebfan @avengerofyourheart @avengerscompound @beccaanne814 @beyondspaceandstar @buckysknifecollection @carryonmywaywardcaptain @clintbartonswife @crispychrissy @deanwanddamons @denisemarieangelina @fangirlovestuff @imaginedreamwrite @imagining-supernatural @iwillbeinmynest @jay-and-dean @jennmurawski13-writes @jewels2876 @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @jobean12-blog @lostinthoughtsandfeelings @luci-in-trenchcoats @marvelgirl7 @mostly-marvel-musings @roonyxx @sagechanoafterdark @sebbys-girl @shield-agent78 @shotsbyshae @shreddedparchment @softbiker @spectre-posts @supernatural-jackles @sunflowerxbarnes @sunriserose1023 @teamcap4bucky @the–sad–hatter @thatfangirl42 @theycallmebecca @thinkinghardhardlythinking @tuiccim @waiting4inspiration @waywardnerd67 @welldonebeca @whatareyousearchingfordean @whisperlullaby @winchester19-67 @wkemeup @world-of-aus @xbuchananbarnes @xxgoblin-dumplingxx
I know that I’m forgetting someone & I wish that I could list every single writer that is here, but this goes out to all of you! I hope you all had a spectacular day& have a wonderful week! Again thank you so much,
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For all that you do!!!!!
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nekoannie-chan · 4 months
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Masterlist of reblogged authors during 2023 I-L
This is the list of the writers that I reblogged during this year 2023 in alphabetical order. Unfortunately, some blogs no longer exist, so they were not included.
@idontknowwhatimdoinglol
@ijustwant2write   
@ilikechocolatemilkh
@iloveinej
@imaginedreamwrite
@imamotherfuckingstar-lord
@imanuglywombat
@imtryingbuck
@imyourbratzdoll
@incorrect-cloakanddagger-quotes
@incorrectmarvelquotesss
@infernal-fire
@inklore
@insomniac-astronomer
@inthewinedarksea
@intrepidacious
@iraot
@ironlady1993
@itiswormtimebaby
@itsanerdlife
@itwasthereaminuteago
@jamdoughnutmagician
@jamneuromain
@jbreenr
@jedijesi
@jen-with-a-pen
@jessybarnes
@jewels2876
@jinx-s-things
@jsrblue
@jtargaryen18
@judgementdaysunshine
@justagirlinafandomworld
@justalonelyslytherin
@just-dreaming-marvel
@justkending
@kaunis-sielu
@kechiwrites
@kidney9-9
@kinanabinks
@kindaresilient
@kirstensmee
@krirebr
@kurt-nightcrawler
@kyotosworld
@l1tw1ck
@labella420 
@ladyfallonavenger
@larrydaleydaily
@late-to-the-party-81
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altagraye · 1 year
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Bucky coaching y/n through contractions, incorrectly. 😂Fluffy and funny at the same time.
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"Y/n calm down. Babe, here. Follow my lead." Bucky sat down next to you as you braced yourself on the arm of the couch. Rocking your hips from side to side. Anything to distract yourself from the pain.
His eyes study you carefully. His hand cupped your cheek gently and gained your attention. You whimpered, already tired of how agonizing this process was.
"In...and out..." Bucky sucked in a large breath, and exhaled with great intensity. You stared at him. Unsure if he was being serious or he just wanted to make you laugh.
"Were you paying attention in those birthing classes? Cuz that's not it."
"Yeah. I paid attention. But I forgot, so I relearned by reading books, at the library." Bucky said, a twinge of innocence in his eyes, making your Alpha irresistibly cute. He blushed a bit, stroking a hand behind his neck nervously.
"Books?! Buck. Didn't you look at any videos on youtube?" You said turning your body towards him and scooting over to him.
"I'm used to books. Videos are just a waste of time." He said, pouting and crossing his arms on his broad chest.
You doubled over suddenly, grabbing Bucky’s hand. You breathed through your teeth, hissing at the pain. Grabbing his shirt and crushing it in your hand. Your moaning, making Bucky feel unsettled. His eyebrows stitching together, unable to help you physically.
"In... out... In and out." Bucky repeated sticking to his outrageous way of breathing.
"Ugggh. Alpha, shut the fuck up!" You yelled at him. Bucky was taken aback. You didn't really yell at him, at least not involving his designation. This must be an indication of how much pain you were in. Bucky thought.
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End drabble.
My gals:
@imaginedreamwrite, @sebsgirl71479, @sweater-daddiesdumbdork.
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luckydiorxoxo · 1 year
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💕🖤Thank you for stopping by 💕💕🖤💕💕 Blank pages are REPORTED & BLOCKED. 💕💕🖤💕💕
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@just-chirpin
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@syntheticavenger
@ozarkthedog
@navybrat817
@imaginedreamwrite
@k-evans-reads
@jtargaryen18
@thesaucynomad
@cevansbrat0007
@hansensgirl
@slyyywriting
@royallyprincesslilly
@imyourbratzdoll
@howdoyousleep3
@the-iceni-bitch
@boxofbonesfic
@jennmurawski13-writes
@stargirlfics
@kthynes
@rustytricycle
@straywords
@comfortcap
@nerdzzone
@evansbby
@time-for-a-library
@angrythingstarlight
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ambersgems · 1 year
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Bonded - Part 4 - Dean Winchester x Reader
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Summary: Soulmate AU where you can feel your soulmate's emotions. When you meet, usually their name appears on your wrist.
A/N: The next part will probably be an epilogue, if I decide to post another part. Any feedback is appreciated! I also would love requests for anything Dean, Chris Evans characters, or Sebastian Stan characters! It can be blurbs, drabbles, or longer!
ALSO Huge thank you to @imaginedreamwrite for reading a first draft of this lol
Word Count: 2.1K
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Reader’s POV
This time you woke up slowly. Your eyelids felt heavy as you tried your best to open them. Once you were finally able to pry them open, you realized that you weren’t alone. Your head rested on top of a thick chest, rising and falling slowly. Your eyes lazily flickered up to see Dean’s face, his eyes closed as he seemingly slept. Suddenly you were much more awake once you realized the position you were in. Your body was half on top of his, his left thigh in between both of yours, while you laid on top of him. He also had an arm around you. It was oddly peaceful to be like this. You felt an overwhelming sense of protection, which wasn’t something you were used to.
You were careful not to move as you took a look around, not wanting to wake him up. You recognized that you were in your own apartment, but confused as to how you got in here. The last thing you remembered was passing out in Dean’s arms as he was getting out of your car. It seemed like for the millionth time in the last 24 hours you had so many questions running through your mind as to what was happening. Why had you gotten so sick so suddenly? How did you get into your apartment? What did it mean to be “bonded” to Dean? Why was his soulmate mark on his chest instead of his wrist? What are these things that you supposedly didn’t know about yourself?
Slowly, Dean began to stir underneath you. Your cheeks heat up as his green orbs open and land on your face. “Uh, I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to have to carry me or to lay on you like this - God this is embarrassing,” you mumble under your breath, squirming as you tried to shift off of the tall man. His arm around your waist only tightened, his fingers splayed against your back and holding you in place. You hear him grunt.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he grumbles, keeping you tightly pressed to him. “I already had to deal with the fact that you slid part of the way off me in your sleep, had you right on top when we first laid down, but you slid off and I didn’t want to wake you,” he grunts. 
You raise your eyebrows at him. “Someone’s a stage 5 clinger, huh?” you ask, trying your best to hold in a giggle. 
He gives you a fake look of shock, “I’ll have you know, I only cling to the people I love,” he says softly, melting your heart instantly. You lift your face and turn your head so that you can look at him better, noticing the freckles that dusted his nose and cheeks, causing you to smile. “Why’d you wake up? I was trying to be as still as possible,” you ask.
“You might have been still, sweetheart, but I could feel your anxiety picking up. The tightness in your chest woke me up,” he says gently, lifting his other arm to brush some hair from your face, settling his hand on the side of your face. 
You frown as you realize you were the reason why he woke up and it only deepens when you remember why you were having the anxiety in the first place. 
“I deserve to know what’s going on,” you state simply.
He sighs, but nods his head in agreement. “I’ll answer any questions you have.”
“First of all, how did we get into my apartment?” you question.
“Of all of the things to ask first?” he laughs, but continues, “I carried you up to your apartment, which I got your apartment number from the mailbox downstairs that had your last name on it. And, well, in my line of work you get pretty good at picking locks,” he says with a shrug.
You squint your eyes at him when he laughs at you, but know that if it ever came to you fighting this man, you’d undoubtedly lose.
“Tell me about the bond. I want to know why your soulmate mark is on your chest. Why is mine on my wrist if yours is on your chest? It doesn’t make sense,” you mutter, the crease in your forehead forming.
“It doesn’t make sense because you don’t know the lore, but I will give the best explanation that I can. What I can’t explain, I will give you the books I’ve read for you to look at,” he says gently, watching you as you nod your head, waiting for him to continue.
“Because we’re bonded soulmates, my mark is on my chest, over my heart. Yours is on your wrist over vital veins. Both are in locations that if they were attempted to be removed, we would bleed out and die,” he says, beginning his explanation.
“But why the different locations?” you ask.
“Mine is over my heart… because you are my source of heart. You are heavily connected to my emotions. You are able to help me regulate them, and it hurts you deeply when my heart is hurt. Yours is over your wrist, due to the location of the veins, but also on the arm because I am your source of strength. I provide you with emotional strength but also a physical one. We are both completely interconnected with the emotional and physical.”
His hand gently strokes through your hair, and you can feel the emotion in his words as well as see the adoration in his eyes.
“Which is why you got sick earlier,” he says with a sigh. “I tried my best not to overwhelm you, and I thought I was doing well, but then when I started talking about losing you… I got so scared… and then you felt it,” he says shaking his head, and you knew he felt guilty.
“Now that we have met, our bond is almost completely formed. Which means that our connection is even stronger. Since I am your sense of strength, when I feel emotionally weak, it causes you to become physically weak, and in some cases physical pain. When you become physically weak or have any type of physical pain, I will emotionally not be able to withstand it, and I will feel it,” he says gently, swallowing thickly before continuing.
“The only way to help you when you have an attack like that is for me to be with you, to be as close as possible. It helps to restore your strength and balance out my emotions. This is also why we can’t separate now that we are together, Y/N. It would literally kill both of us.” 
You did your best to absorb everything that he was saying to you. It was insane to think that you now would depend on Dean for your actual life now. You tug your bottom lip between your teeth, feeling him squeeze you gently. You knew he was trying to help you with your own emotions, he just didn’t know how.
When you didn’t say anything, Dean spoke up again. “I know it’s a lot to take in, and I’m sure you still have a lot of questions, but Y/N you have to know that the bond we have… it’s rare. You are rare. This will put you in danger at times. Especially since you are bonded to me. I’m not exactly a celebrated figure in the supernatural world, or hell even the natural one,” he practically whispered to you. 
You did your best to keep yourself steady, continuing to chew on your lip, eventually speaking up. “I-” you start, but aren’t sure what to say exactly.
“I… Dean, I trust you. I have faith in you. I believe you will keep me safe. If that’s what you say is true, then I have no reason to doubt you will protect me like you say you will,” you say softly, bringing one of your hands up to his chest, slowly drawing circles around. You feel your cheeks warm as you finally realize that he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
He must’ve noticed your shyness, smirking slightly. “Skin to skin contact helps the most, sweetheart,” he winks. “I took my t-shirt off, but I only changed you out of your dress pants, I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
You nodded slightly, continuing to run your fingers over his chest. Despite all of the relatively insane news that you had gotten today, you had never felt more settled in your life than in that moment, just laying with him in bed.
Dean’s POV
You were gorgeous, and somehow more understanding than he ever thought possible. He knew he would never be able to live without you now. Not only because of what the legend said, but because he truly felt it. He watched you as you trailed your fingers over his chest, loving the feeling of your hands on his bare skin.
He smirks as he notices you lost in your thoughts, deciding to surprise you. He swiftly grips your hips with both of his hands, tossing you underneath him and holding himself above you with a grin. He couldn’t help the smile that formed when he heard you squeal in surprise. He gently places a kiss on your right cheek, then your left before pulling back and looking at you again, loving the shyness he could sense coming from you. He liked teasing you. He couldn’t help the feelings that were coursing through his body, and he knew you felt them too.
“What did you mean when you said that our bond was almost complete?” he hears you ask, snapping him out of his thoughts.
He smirks as he looks down at you, “Well sweetheart, that calls for you and I to become one, bonded, if you will,” he reveals, his lips landing on your jaw as he slowly lowers his body on top of yours. He can feel the goosebumps forming on your skin, his hand skimming down your arm. 
He watches you nod your head. “Once it’s complete, what happens?” 
“There’s no going back. You and I are together forever. The bond will only get stronger if we complete it, and you won’t be able to take it back. I am past the Age of Choice already, sweetheart. I think you’ve probably figured that out by now. But you are younger it seems, how old are you?”
“I’m 24. I have 8 months left,” you whisper.
“We’ve met before you had a choice, then,” he whispers softly, his mind racing a bit. He felt bad, you deserved to be able to choose. You shouldn’t have to be stuck with him. But he also knew it didn’t matter, bonded soulmates never had a choice once they had met. It might actually kill him if you left him.
“Sweetheart, I’m not asking for anything from you now. I’m not, but I have to let you know. The bond must be completed before you reach the Age of Choice. Otherwise, it is seen as a rejection of me, which means it might literally kill you or me, or both of us,” he admits, biting his lip.
“I don’t want you to feel pressured-”
“We should complete it now.”
“What?” his eyes widen in shock.
“Unless you don’t want to. I understand if not…” you trail off, and he could sense the insecurity in your voice, feel it in his own chest.
“Of course you don’t. I don’t know what I was thinking, we just met. And I’m sure I’m not - I’m not exactly your type,” you speak up again, cutting your own self off. “I could feel it before when you were with other people - which is fine, I get it. I didn’t expect you to wait for me, but uh- I did - wait I mean, and I don’t know why I just assumed you’d want to do that because I know there are some soulmates who are strictly platonic. God - I can be such an idiot sometimes, I mean you haven’t even kissed me on the lips for God’s sake-”
He couldn’t take the rambling anymore, his lips were on yours. It was gentle at first, just feeling you against him, but the longer he felt your lips against him the more he couldn’t hold back. It was still slow, but sensual, his lips moved against yours for a while before trailing down your jawline. Slow, open-mouthed kisses down your neck.
“There is no one, no one, I would ever want more than you. We will complete this bond, and you’ll never know anyone’s body but mine, because - You. Are. Mine. Forever,” he whispers against your skin, pulling back and staring into your eyes, brushing his nose against yours. He could feel your heart racing within his own.
“Bonded. Forever.” He states determinedly.
Tagged by Request: @imaginedreamwrite @suckitands33 @chase-porter @hobby27 @sarahgracej @deansbxtchboy
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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year
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Ok I have a bit of a different idea for day 6 and you totally don't need to write it.
Lloyd makes pumpkin write a letter to Santa because she was naughty while he fucks her in the table (like from behind, she's bent over and supposed to write)
Christmas Countdown day 6 — Write a letter to Santa (smut)
The pen in your hand shakes, or maybe it’s you that’s shaking, as you strike the ballpoint to the paper. He’s behind you like the heady presence he usually is, only this time his cock fills you and he’s got you bent over the desk. Your right hand braces you as you write with your left hand, your thighs quaking when he pushes forward and the engorged tip happens to brush against your cervix.
“You were naughty, Pumpkin. You better ask Santa to put you back on the nice list.” Lloyd’s voice in your ear causes you to shiver under him though it isn’t the only cause, the other half could be blamed on the sleek body chain he wanted you to wear, the metal brushing against your naked flesh.
“I wouldn’t have been…” you shivered again when he ground his hips against you, giving you a skiff of the friction you desired but not enough to for you. “…if you hadn’t have-“
“I don’t see you writing.” Lloyd’s hand cracks against your ass and a pleasured moan falls from your lips, still not what you want but it’s closer. “You need t get off the naughty list.”
“You’re on the naughty list.” You mutter under your breath yet write anyway, trying to stay focused despite his every attempt to have you break your concentration to earn another punishment.
“I heard that, Pumpkin.” His hand cracks against your ass again, and you jerk egregiously on the desk, your pen sliding through the paper. “Look at that, you have to start over again.”
“I’ll kick your ass, I swear-“ You jolt again, though it’s not his hand against your ass that makes you jerk, it’s his hand against your clit and the sharp smack that distracts you.
“You want me to fuck you, Mrs. Hansen? I suggest you start writing, or else you won’t cum at all today.” He leans over and kisses the back of your neck, a tender exchange before he nips your flesh to temporarily mark it. “You think I like having blue balls? I’d rather fuck my wife but she’s being bad-“
You slam your hand against the desk and rip a new piece of paper from the holder, sliding it in front of you. You keep your eyes fixated on the paper and the pen that’s writing your hazy letter, all while you feel his cock throbbing inside your cunt. You feel yourself becoming weak, you feel yourself starting to give in, and with haste you write your name on the bottom and shove it away from you.
“Good girl, was that so hard?” He groans as he grips your hips and begins slamming his cock in and out of you, the desk rattling under the power of his fucking. He’s growling and groaning against you as he takes and gives what you both want, using his free hand to pin yours behind your back, giving him full control of your body, every thrust and every iota of pleasure is because of him.
“Maybe,” Lloyd pulled out and slammed back in, the jerk of your body dragging on the body chain adding another layer of pleasure that’s red hot, “you’ll still get spoiled for Christmas, bad girl.”
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writing-for-marvel · 1 year
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These are all the fics l've read in March. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic
🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff | 💧 - angst | 😈 - dark
Dividers by @saradika
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Bucky Barnes
💗 Peachy Sweet (series) by @straywords
💗 Pie-eyed over you (series) by @themorningsunshine
💧💗 My Little Love (series) by @crazyunsexycool
💧💗🔥 Is This A Crime? (series) by @/crazyunsexycool
🔥 Give It To Me by @flordeamatista
💧 Where’s My Love by @/flordeamatista
💗 Scars To Your Beautiful by @bucky-barnes-diaries
💧💗 You and Me and Us by @jobean12-blog
💗 With Love by @/jobean12-blog
💧💗🔥 Bucky x reader by @soulgazingwithbucky
💗🔥 Face to Face by @venusstorm
💧💗 Barrister Beau’s by @jadedvibes
💧💗 Oversteer by @slyyywriting
💗💧 Luminescent by @rookthorne
💧💗 Protective by @onceuponastory
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Steve Rogers
💗 Take a Fucking Hint by @hannibals-favourite-meal
😈🔥 And All Was Lost by @witchywithwhiskey
😈💧 Love Like a Scar by @targaryenvampireslayer
💗 Too Many Wingmen by @beccaanne814
💗🔥 Not-so-lazy Rainy Day by @no-not-without-you-blog
💧💗 Paying It Forward by @kellyn1604
💧💗 I Promise by @saiyanprincessswanie
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Joaquin Torres
💗🔥 These Hands Had To by @buckets-and-trees
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Augustus Pugliese
💗 augustus pugliese x gn!reader by @rodrikstark
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Colin Shea
🔥 Soul Sucker by @sidepartskinnyjeans
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Curtis Everett
💧 Soiled by @navybrat817
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Ari Levinson
🔥💗 Skin by @/flordeamatista
💗 The Flu by @secretswiftymarvelfan
💧💗 Your Bodyguard by @/secretswiftymarvelfan
💗 “I’m going to carry you to bed if you keep arguing with me about needing sleep.” by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
💗🔥 Ari Levsinson x reader by @imaginedreamwrite
🔥💗💧 Free Practice by @/slyyywriting
💧💗 Open Up by @galatially
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Sherlock Holmes (from Enola Holmes)
💗 En Garde by @ithebookhoarder
💧💗 Red Carnation by @shotgunbunny
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Joel Miller
💗🔥 Boys In Bed With Books by @/jobean12-blog
💧💗 You’re My Purpose by @mellowsaturns
🔥 Shameless by @lavendertales
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myfanficlibraries · 1 year
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Ari Levinson
Biker AU
1) Afterthought by @stargazingfangirl18       Featuring: Andy Barber       Cheating
2) Biker!Ari Drabble by @angrythingstarlight       Masturbation
College AU
1) Big Boy: Study Break by @onsunnyside      Smut
Fairytale AU
1) Beauty and the Beast by @mdpplgtz03       Smut
Fluff
1) Fitness by @our-marvel-universe       Trainer!Ari
Series
1) Bad Moon Rising by @biteofcherry       Alpha!Ari       Omega!Reader       Ongoing Series       Soft Dark       Smut
2) This Love is Good, This Love is Bad by @wildestdreamsblog       Complete Series       Smut in later parts       Soft Dark
Smut
1) Addicted to You by @rogerswifesblog       Sex Pollen
2) Beard Burn by @biteofcherry       Featuring: Bucky Barnes
3) Sweet Thrill by @biteofcherry       Mafia!Ari       Soft Dark?
4) Trucker Ari by @imyourbratzdoll
Tarzan AU
1) Smut drabble by @imaginedreamwrite
Werebear AU
1) Fluff Drabble by @imaginedreamwrite
2) Picnic by @imaginedreamwrite
3) Taste of Honey by @imaginedreamwrite       Complete Series
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sebsgirl71479 · 1 year
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When I saw those pap pictures of Sebastian, I knew that sweater looked familiar. This man loves to take the clothes he wears in his movies lol
@navybrat817 @christycurlswrites @altagraye @imaginedreamwrite @buckyalpine
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My Kingdom, Your Kingdom | two
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Pairing: secret king!Steve Rogers x heir apparent!female Reader
Summary: Revealing where the girls come from couldn't become a problem could it? Even less of a misconception. Right?
Warnings: none
Wordcount: 3.6k
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A/N: Both chapter 1 and this one were rather plot/introduction heavy and I know that isn't for everyone. It was necessary to set the world & story up, ok. From chapter 3 onward, we'll be focusing on Steve & Y/N slowly falling in love. I promise. I want to give a shout-out and big thanks to @imaginedreamwrite who helped me work out some troubles I had at the end of the chapter. You are awesome <3 The lovely red dividers are from @/firefly-graphics, go check her blog out.
Taglist: open, will be tagged in the comments, let me know if you want to be added
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“There you go,” Steve said, holding out a thick and warm blanket in his hands. 
“Thank you,” she answered, reaching out to take the blanket from him, when he moved.
“Let me,” he mumbled and draped the blanket over her shoulders, its added warmth surrounded her. The heaviness of the dense but soft wool was soothing. A cocoon of comfort that helped quench the uneasy feeling residing in the pit of her stomach. 
Steve’s offer had come to be their saving. Half frozen, they’d wandered through the forest for hours, dread overtaking them the further the sun set. The welcoming and generous blonde with his grumpy friends and the warm cabin they were staying at had been their salvation.
Yet she couldn’t shake the feeling it would turn bad. She’d feared they would turn hostile if they knew who they had truly invited into their home. Yelena had almost revealed the secret a couple of times. Her youngest sister had a bad habit of speaking before thinking, too open for her own good. 
Right now she was occupied sitting in front of the warm fireplace, holding her hands close to the flames to warm the frozen digits. Natasha sat just behind her in one of the armchairs, keeping watchful eyes over the youngest of them. 
Not long did Y/N’s eyes stay on her two sisters. Looming in the doorway and in one corner of the big and open room were Steve’s two friends. Ever since the invitation, they had been broody and quiet and if they had spoken up they’d been short and curt. She couldn’t shake the feeling they weren’t truly welcome here. It was when Bucky stepped forward and crossed the room to take a seat on the couch just opposite them that the unease started to overwhelm her once more.
“So who are you?” He asked them bluntly. “We already introduced ourselves, didn’t we?” Natasha’s answer was almost as blunt and not any less stoic.
“Wrong. You told us your names but nothing more.” 
“Bucky,” Steve glared at his friend as he sat down on the same couch. Instead of putting the most possible distance between him and them, Steve sat on the point closest to Y/N.
“What Bucky is trying to say is, we are a little confused about who you are and where you came from.” She could tell that Steve tried to mediate. He was equally as curious as his friends. His curiosity was barely hidden behind his warm and welcoming eyes, whereas they concealed it behind sobriety and hardened, cold eyes.
“Let’s be frank and put the cards on the table.” Sam added from the doorframe, “This is the last town before the border from the direction you were coming from, which means you had to have come from there or even beyond. ”
A thick lump had formed in the back of her throat, making it hard for her to swallow. Or maybe it was her heart beating so strongly that it had jumped into her throat, making it nearly impossible for her to swallow. It had only been a matter of time for that question to come up and while she had known it would come, she had dreaded it no less strongly. 
Glancing up, Steve’s eyes were focused solely on her. The curiosity in his eyes was thinly veiled, more so now than before. It was only shadowed by the absolute openness and warmth he exuded. A warmth that took the hesitation out of her and instead replaced it with the courage to answer him. In her stomach, a tingling, warm sensation blossomed. She found herself wanting to open up to him.
“You are right.'' Steve's eyes widened in surprise. From him she turned to look towards Sam, “We were coming from Sokovia.” 
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The empty landscape passed by the car. Nothing but fields, trees, and hills around them. They’d left behind the last point of civilization miles ago and exchanged it for no-man’s-land. Most people would have felt unsettled by the lacking signs of humanity. Not them. Not when it felt like freedom to drive around with no true destination. Not when for the first time they were able to choose on their own where to go and where to stop.
Y/n glanced over at her sister in the driver's seat. Natasha had never looked more relaxed and at ease than behind the steering wheel now. Her sister was a put-together person, always calculating and listening to everything around her. There was nothing Natasha wasn’t aware of, nothing that slipped past here, and in return, she’d always kept her guard up. Every step was calculated, every reaction of everyone around her something to analyze. Sometimes she wondered if her sister ever truly rested or if even in her room she stayed aware, never just being and letting things happen on their own.
“Hey, what if we drive to Brooklyn?” Yelena had leaned forward in her seat, scooted to the edge of it no less, her elbows digging into the headrests of the two front seats. 
“Are you crazy?” Natasha countered the question with another, rhetorical, one.
“Why would you want to go there anyway? There’s nothing over there besides wastelands and despair. Haven’t you listened when they taught us about it in history class? How that country is nothing more than a barren and broken ruin anymore–”
“– devastated by the financial ruin of their greedy King, blundered by his dark and dangerous knights that won’t hold back even against their own countrymen, women, and children’? Jeez, Nat, when did you swallow the fairytales of that old geezer?” 
“The old fart talks a lot of rubbish but that doesn’t mean that all of his words hold no truth,” Y/N interfered, sensing the approaching argument between her younger siblings. Yelena’s proposition certainly was exciting. That didn’t mean it wasn’t also dangerous if not right out foolish.
“Oh please. Can’t we drive close to the border? I just want to see it! We wanted to go on an adventure, didn’t we?”
With a sigh, Y/N leaned her head back. She was right. They’d wanted to go on an adventure. When she glanced over at Natasha, the redhead was already looking at her. As they looked at each other grins slowly formed on their faces, a giddy feeling rising below the surface.
“Let’s do it then.”
And so they continued to drive towards the mountains, through winding roads with endless serpentines and the most breathtaking views. It was one mountain range separating everything new and exciting from their home and everything they’d ever known.
“Hey isn’t that the great lake?” Yelena yelled as the road curled around the side of one mountain. Before them the landscape opened up from gray rock and evergreen conifers, to reveal a short valley dotted in shadows and light as the sun came between the mountains. Just behind a great lake with crystalline, azure blue water stretched out from one side of the mountains to the other, reaching seemingly infinite. 
Y/N felt awe upon the sight, the sheer vastness had her sitting up in her seat. The beauty took her breath away. She had heard many things about the great lake and seen pictures just as paintings. Nothing could compare to actually seeing it. The water sparkled and rippled in the sun, even from way up. The pool of water was so clear a portion of its surface turned into a giant natural mirror, reflecting the snow peaked mountains curling around its edges. From their position out, high up, they could see as far as the opposite edge of the lake, spying the lands of Brooklyn behind. 
It didn’t look like a particular wasteland to her, she thought as her eyes were focused on the land beyond. It was beautiful in fact, the mountains dusted with snow and the valley between them so long it vanished beyond the horizon.
“Can we get closer?” Yelena whispered in awe.
“There should be a road branching off in a bit that leads closer so we can drive directly by the lake.” 
There was no question of do or don’t after Natasha informed them of this. But when they arrived at the junction there was no sign. Or rather there was none anymore, as it lay beside the road, bent and clearly run over.
“Can you tell which way is which?” Natasha asked her. The sign was still anchored in the bottom, in theory, it should still display the correct way. 
Briefly unbuckling her seatbelt, she leaned out of the window and squinted at the sign. It consisted of two arrows pointing in different directions, one straight ahead to follow the street further curling around the mountain and one to the left, forking away and up. One way was leading across the border and over to Brooklyn, the other one to the edge of the Lake. 
“Y/N?” Natasha asked once more, impatience bleeding into her voice as they were standing in the middle of the road.
“Uhm, go ahead, not left.” 
Her decision was made on pure gut feeling. Something deep down told her to drive ahead, pulled her in that direction. And so they went that way, coming closer to the lake until finally, they drove to its edge.
“Wait. Didn’t we come from those mountains?” Y/N asked, pointing to the other side of the lake, where the mountain range was much more drastic. Big mountains stuck up toward the sky, some of the peaks ripping up the clouds around them while others entirely vanished with no apparent end beyond the clouds. The side they were driving on was full of mountains too, yet those were calmer and softer, streaked by extensive patches of forest.
“No, that can’t be.” 
But it could be. All three of them watched in anticipation as a sign on the side of the road kept approaching. ‘Kingdom of Brooklyn’ it read. Stunned silence encompassed the car, the sign passed them by in the blink of an eye.
“Let’s turn around,” Natasha suggested instantaneously as the car slowed to a walking pace. 
“NO! Why should we? We can have a trip here as much as we can back home. Didn’t we want to go on an adventure? This is an adventure! What more could you ask for?” Yelena protested loudly.
“Are you crazy? We are in enemy territory! What if they find out who we are?”
“How should they? No one knows us here. Come on, please~” 
Natasha’s grip on the steering wheel turned deadly. Her knuckles paled as she pressed her lips in a thin line. Y/N knew that look too well.
“You decide,” Natasha told her, glancing at her older sister. Loudly she sighed and leaned her head back. She didn’t want to turn back around. It was beautiful here and it looked nothing like the descriptions they heard.
Which led her to wonder what else they’d been told to be the truth but turned out to be nothing but lies. On the other hand loomed the danger they were exposing themselves to. She glanced back at Yelena through the rear-view mirror. Her sister looked so hopeful and excited. Y/N had never seen Yelena like that. They'd never gotten the opportunity to do something like this and she would likely never get another. So with a rapidly beating heart, she made her decision.
“Let’s continue driving. We can stay the night and then drive back tomorrow.”
“Yes!” 
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“What’s going on?” She asked, sitting up as the car slowed down and made a weird noise.
“I don’t know,” Natasha told her, pressing her foot harder on the gas pedal but nothing happened.
“Nat.” She became more serious as the lights in front of the car started to flicker, shortly before the engine died with a pathetic splutter. They rolled to a silent stop at the side of a long and winding street in the middle of a dense forest.
“Come on,” Natasha muttered, twisting the key in the car to restart the engine. It rattled for a moment, spluttering and coughing before it died again. It didn’t stir the second time at all. “What does that mean?” Y/N pointed at the red, blinking light on the display behind the steering wheel. It looked like a small canister of some sort with a hose.
“Don’t cars run on something? Gas or Fuel?” Yelena asked as she leaned forward in between the driver's and passenger's seats.
“They do?” 
“Yep,” Yelena nodded. “And it looks like we just ran out of it.”
“Shit.” Y/N screwed her eyes shut. This couldn’t be happening. Not now. Not when they were in the middle of nowhere. They’d been driving for hours
“I saw a sign some time ago mentioning a town. If we keep walking along the road we should reach it.”
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“You are from Sokovia?” 
She shook her head, “We are from Widovia.”
Steve’s eyes - widened in curiosity - now dilated further in surprise, perhaps even shock. She could see emotions and thoughts pass by in intervals of mere seconds, flitting past his eyes.
The three men that had offered their home up were speechless. Had it not been for the continuous cracking of the fireplace and the accompanying flickering of the flames, she’d have believed time to be frozen.
“Shit,” Bucky murmured and leaned back on the couch. He stretched his arms over his head, rubbing his flat palm over his hair.
“And you just left there with nothing on you? No phone, no wallet?” Sam asked. The shock had waned and he was back to questioning them in a serious manner.
“There wasn’t exactly time to prepare or gather our things. We had only a small window of time,” Yelena butted in, sounding rather annoyed. Her words were matter-of-factly and so dry as she looked at them with a glint in her eyes that was challenging them to challenge their words further.
Instead of prodding further, Sam snapped his mouth shut and furrowed his brows. And neither Bucky seemed to have another question for them. It was Steve who spoke up next and who presented his question. One that was neither prodding in nature nor accusing. Instead, he asked, “Are you okay?”, and reached a hand out to her. 
Only after she didn’t flinch did he lean towards her and dropped his hand to her knee. It was big and warm and caused another tingling sensation to rise up in her. Full of compassion were his eyes, and concern just as comfort too. His openness and the care he displayed for her, just a stranger to him, warmed her heart. He didn’t know her and her sister and yet, when he had seen them in need of help, he hadn’t hesitated. Instead, Steve had gone against his friends and stood his ground.
“Yeah.” Without wanting to, her voice shook, overwhelmed by the way he made her feel.
“I’m sorry.” Bucky leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. Deep wrinkles drew across his forehead as he stared into the flames.
“You are sorry?” Natasha asked him with a raised eyebrow. The surprise in her voice was mutual with what she felt.
“I was nothing but a heartless jerk because I thought you were dangerous.” With a groan, he drew his hand over his face.
“We kinda assumed you were spies or assassins,” Sam added, causing Bucky to grunt once more. It had the three girls chuckle amusedly.
“I wish we were. That would be so cool!” Yelena groaned dramatically as she fell back against the backrest of the couch.
“Assassins?” Y/N asked, her lips twitching upwards in a smile. She glanced back at Steve and raised her brow in question. His answer was a lopsided grin on his own as he shrugged his shoulders. 
“These idiots are as paranoid as they are protective of me.”
“Yeah well we have to save your ass on a regular basis since you love getting yourself in trouble,” Bucky barked, a smile tugging on his face too. The first non-stoic or serious expression she had seen from him. It made the brick that had been sitting uncomfortably in her stomach somewhat lighter. 
“Anyways…Didn’t think you’d turn out to be refugees instead.” 
Refugees? Y/N glanced at Natasha, who was already looking back at her. The boys thought they had fled from Widovia? Thinking about it, it did make sense that they didn’t have anything on them that bound them to their ‘old life’. In reality, it couldn’t have been further from the truth. Y/N hated lying to them, but they couldn’t tell the truth, could they? It was safer and far wiser to let them assume they had flown.
A loud yawn sounding from the other end of the room caught Y/N off guard. Her eyes flitted over to her youngest sister. Just as Yelena had made her exhaustion known loudly, Natasha and she felt it too. It sat boned deep, far deeper than the chill that had thawed the longer they sat before the warm fire. Steve’s hand, still remaining on her knee, was so warm she’d felt it to her core.
She couldn’t put a number on the length of their travel, it must have taken them the better part of the day to cross the border and get stranded in the middle of a snowy road, even before they had spent hours walking along the road, tracking through the woods until the sun had set.
“I think it’s time to go to bed,” Steve announced. “Any other questions, should you be willing to answer them, can wait ‘till the morning.” With that, he withdrew his hand from her knee and stood up. His warmth left behind a spot of coldness that made her crave to be touched once more.
Slowly they all shuffled out of the living room. The cabin was big, she had noticed already. Much too big for only three people, and certainly way too expensive to pay for by them alone too. Maybe they had rented it from someone? Or was it a family possession? She’d been mesmerized by its grandeur from the first moment she had seen it. It was cozy and deluxe, nothing she had expected to see in Brooklyn. 
In the middle of the first floor sat a big wooden staircase leading up to a landing and the rooms of the second floor. A hallway each led behind the stairs on the left and the right, meeting behind it in a small, quadratic room. Its ceiling was modeled into a beautiful cross vault, which reminded her of the stone hallways at home. Steve led them down the left hallway, which continued after the small room even further into the house.
“You can choose any room you’d like,” he told them with a smile as he pointed to the many doors. “Bucky, Sam, and I are sleeping upstairs. Feel free to come look for one of us if something should be.” 
The glare Bucky sent the blonde over his shoulder made her lips tuck upward. He hadn’t been lying when he said they were protective of him. She found it sweet how much they looked out for their friend. It reminded her a lot of Natasha and her. She’d protect her sister just the same way if she had to.
“I doubt it will be needed, we appreciate it though,” Natasha told Steve with a nod, as Yelena was too busy eyeing the different doors. 
“Well, good night then.” A chorus of ‘good nights’ followed after, with the boys turning around to head down the hallway. Y/n turned to her sisters, smiling at them.
“Let’s go to bed. We’ll talk about what we’ll do tomorrow.” There was still a lot they had to talk about, but for now, she didn’t want to think of all of that. She was too tired for it.
“You want the first pick?” Yelena asked her, whipping on her feet.
“No, you too can pick first.” Yelena didn’t need another go, she turned around before the last word had even left her lips and sprinted to a door further down the hall. Natasha huffed amusedly and chose the first door to the right of her. And she? 
She turned back around and glanced at the retreating form of Steve. Grateful didn’t even convey all she felt. In a split second decision, made from solely her instinct, she jogged after him, rather than going into the room he had used as an example to show them the bedrooms. Quietly she called out his name, causing him to slow but not halt. Only when she grasped the sleeve of his arm, did he stop and turn around to her. Back was the boyish and cute curiosity on his face and the sparkle in his eyes. 
In her mind her decision had been a good one but now, standing there with him, she suddenly didn’t know what she wanted or should do. Her lip took the brunt of it, teeth nibbling on the bottom one. Thank you,” she whispered.
“For Everything.”
Curiosity yielded to surprise. Quietly he stood before her, stunned, with his eyes flitting over the plains of her face. Steve was a handsome guy, the soft smile he shared with her only amplified this. Or maybe it only did in her mind. 
“Of course.” The velvet smooth rumble of his voice, so low and full of warmth and a hint of something she couldn’t pinpoint, set fire to her cheeks. Speechless beyond control the only thing left for her to act was nod. 
They stared at each other in comfortable silence, for a few seconds that well could have been minutes or even eternity. “Good night,” she murmured, slowly shifting and turning around. Steve looked after her, rooted to his spot in the hallway. His heart was beating a rapid melody in his chest. “Good Night Y/N,” he whispered after her.
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