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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.

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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.”

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!”

“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.”

“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.

#steve rogers x reader #my kingdom your kingdom #steve rogers x female #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x you #king!steve x heir apparent!reader #modern royalty au #royalty au #christmas au

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enretrogue · 4 months

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𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟭)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

AEMOND TARGARYEN

I’d Rather Be Sad With You, Than Anywhere Away From You — @jasonsmirrorball

Idle Hands — @ultraintrovertedgryffindor

Mistletoe — @authurials

A Family’s Love (Modern!Aemond Targaryen) —@vhagarlovebot

An Eye For An Eye, A Child For A Child — @kitkatscabinet

Tell Me It’s Over — @squirmhoney

Unnoticed — @aemonds-sapphire

The Fool Who Thought He Could Kill His Wife — @bookofbonbon

Girldad!Aemond — @midnightsapphire

Dad!Aemond Imagine — @fictionalloverstuff

Aemond Targaryen Looking After His Wife and His Baby Girl — @daenysx

Aemond x Reader — @sapphire-writes

Poppies and Aster — @aemondsbeloved

No Matter What ⎢ Pt. 2 — @sapphire-writes

Dad!Aemond — @cambion-companion

Hide and Seek — @timetravelingpenguin1066

Battle Of Wits — @aemondsbeloved

Flowers — @sapphire-writes

DEFENDING JACOB

ANDY BARBER

Barber v. B.O.B. — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

Brat Games — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

The Ache — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

Baby Blush — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

Handsy — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

Plausible Deniability — @cevansbrat0007 .☘︎ ݁˖

Straight A-Student — @jamneuromain

MCU

BUCKY BARNES/THE WINTER SOLDIER

Midnight Kisses & Stolen Confetti — @angrythingstarlight .☘︎ ݁˖

You’ve Started Something — @catharsisfalls

Lessons In Love — @violentdelightsandviolentends

All Things Pink — @bucky-barnes-diaries

Protector — @vxntagedior

Enemies-to-Lovers w/ Husband!Bucky — @buckyalpine

Just Between Us — @mellowsaturns

THE RED SEA DIVING RESORT

ARI LEVINSON

You Know I Don’t Mind — @the-iceni-bitch

Taste Of Honey Masterlist — @imaginedreamwrite

Toxic Bf! Ari — @onsunnyside

Protection Masterlist — @mackenzielovee

I Can Tell — @faerieemetal .☘︎ ݁˖

Medfet — @babyjakes

Melting — @onsunnyside

Good For You — @flordematista

Higher Love Masterlist — @imaginedreamwrite

Biker!Ari x Reader — @angrythingstarlight .☘︎ ݁˖

Sleepy Sex Session — @f10werfae

My Favorite Things — @ramp-it-up .☘︎ ݁˖

DBF!Ari — @onsunnyside

Sleepy Hollow — @onsunnyside

Sugar, (Gym), and Spice — @acatwriteshere .☘︎ ݁˖

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oh-my-damn · 1 year

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do you have any blog recommendations for fics?? i’ve finished your masterlist and don’t know what to do with myself

Always and forever

@onsunnyside

@navybrat817

@cockslutpadalecki

@imaginedreamwrite

@buckycuddlebuddy

@time-for-a-lullaby

@sweater-daddiesdumbdork

@pellucid-constellations

@mypoisonedvine

Just to mention a few off the top of my head! 🥰

#mandy answers #chris evans #fic recs

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loveyourmama · 1 year

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Hello loves! Here i will be putting here some of my recommendation on some stories or fanfictions...Some of them can be 18+ so please if you are a minor do not read them. Thank you. I hope you will enjoy them as I did. Have a nice day <3

18+ stories = *

MARVEL

Steve Rogers

*Brat taming from @imaginedreamwrite

*Steve Rogers masterlist from @navybrat817

*High value hero masterlist from @rustytricycle

Bucky Barnes

*Barnes, Barnes & Barnes from

@imaginedreamwrite

*The maid of Mr. Barnes masterlist from @disasterofastory

Stucky

*Wildest dreams from @imaginedreamwrite

*Love on the brain from @imaginedreamwrite

*Brave new world from @imaginedreamwrite

*Stucky masterlist from @navybrat817

Natasha Romanoff

*Lay me down from @imanuglywombat

Wanda Maximoff

*A gilded cage from @imanuglywombat

Sam Wilson

Thor

CELEBRITIES

Chris Evans and his characters...

Lip gloss (James Mace) from @shotgunbunny

Imagine for Chris Evans from @imyourbratzdoll

Sebastian Stan

Kylian M'bappe

Territorial from @freshfraise

Richarlison

Number 9 from @freshfraise

Neymar Jr

Jude Bellingham

Silent treatment from @calistrae

Scarlett Johansson

Elizabeth Olsen

Charles Leclerc

At home date from @writingstoraes

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #chris evans #steve rogers #kylian mbappe #bucky barnes x reader #fanfic #dark steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #jude bellingham #stucky x reader #natasha romanoff #wanda maximov #sam wilson #scarlet johanson #elizabeth olsen #charles leclerc

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whore-for-chris-evans · 1 year

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When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love. <3

Me who has 3 one-shots and half a series on my masterlist: sure...

And Then It Rained

A Word Portrait of Steve Rogers

And She Was A Goddess

4. This Teacher!Steve fic I have played out in my head a thousand times but never written

5. Two one-shots named "White Knuckles" and "Something Good" that I thought of when I needed some comfort but couldn't actually write.

@christycurlswrites @royalwriteroftheuniverse @nana1000night @sarahrogersevans @imaginedreamwrite @rodrikstark @heli0s-writes

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writing-for-marvel · 2 years

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Stardust Reblog Challenge September 2022 Masterlist

Challenge by @natrace | dividers by @firefly-graphics

These are all the fics I’ve reblogged and recommend in September

The aim of this challenge is to support writers on tumblr by reblogging their work with comments ♥️ I would encourage everyone to join this challenge and to show all these amazing authors love by reading and sharing their work

Please read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff | 💧- angst | 😈 - dark

Bucky Barnes

💧💗 Poet Laureate (series) by @real-jane

💗💧🔥 Is it a crime? (series) by @crazyunsexycool

🔥 A Taste of Submission by @jobean12-blog

💧💗 A Kingly Gift by @/jobean12-blog

💧💗 Happily Ever After by @/jobean12-blog

💧🔥 Owned by @/jobean12-blog

💗 A ‘Big’ Night by @/jobean12-blog

💧💗 Scar Tissue by @fandoms-writings

💗 Why Do You Care? by @black-mistress-of-evil

💗 What Makes A Woman by @motsdouxdejanie

🔥 Messy by @buckycuddlebuddy

🔥 Innocent by @/buckycuddlebuddy

🔥 Cream by @/buckycuddlebuddy

💗 Interference by @navybrat817

💧💗 Once Upon a Time by @/navybrat817

💗 The First Time by @bucky-barnes-diaries

💧💗 No One Touches My Girl by @/bucky-barnes-diaries

💗 Next-Door Desire by @/bucky-barnes-diaries

💧💗 Part of a Family by @onceuponastory

💗 Dancin’ Darlin’ by @tuiccim

💗🔥 Bleeding Bliss by @carrotfantasimp

💗🔥 First Night by @kinanabinks

Steve Rogers

💧 Hide and Seek (mini-series) by @earth616variant

😈🔥 Flesh and Blood by @sophiria

💗 You Go To My Head by @barnesmurdock

🔥 See You Soon by @someawkardblackgirl

💗 Earpiece by @rodrikstark

💗 Gotcha Day by @sweetascanbee

💗 Fries With That by @/sweetascanbee

💧💗 40s!steve rogers x fem!reader by @sanguineterrain

💧 Untitled by @imaginearyparties

💧 Killer by @/imaginearyparties

💧💗 Playing For Keeps by @/tuiccim

💗🔥 Hey Handsome by @sunshinebuckybarnes

💧 I’m Coming For You by @no-not-without-you-blog

💗 A Whittle More Practice by @mjolnir-steve

Stucky

💧 Lions’s Den (series) by @imaginedreamwrite

🔥 Untitled by @/someawkardblackgirl

💗 Falling for you like the leaves do by @doasyoudesireandlive

Sam Wilson

💗 Good Morning by @fluffyprettykitty

🔥 Rapture by @/fluffyprettykitty

🔥 Dominion by @/fluffyprettykitty

💗 I See You by @lisstothebliss

💗 sam wilson x f!reader by @/rodrikstark

💗 Stuck by @/rodrikstark

💗 Driving by @intrepidacious

Natasha Romanoff

💗 Her Girl by @buckybarnesthehotshot

💧 Girl Crush by @cthulhu-calling

Joaquin Torres

💗 Coffee Run by @/rodrikstark

💗 joaquín torres x gn!reader by @/rodrikstark

🔥💗 “I want you to kiss every inch of my body.” by @/fluffyprettykitty

💗 No Room For Worries by @/fluffyprettykitty

Peter Parker

💗 Pumpkin Patches by @bxcketbarnes

💗🔥💧 Rhinestone Eyes by @geminimoonbeamx

Lloyd Hansen

💗🔥 The Princess and the Lawyer (series) by @universitypenguin | Part One | Part Two

💧💗🔥 You Were The One (series) by @georgiapeach30513

James Mace

💗 Spike by @/rodrikstark

Jake Jensen

💗🔥 Boys in Bed With Books (JJ) by @/jobean12-blog

Ransom Drysdale

💧💗 How Long Will I Love You by @cloudycevans

🔥 The Five Stages by @littlelioncub43

Ari Levinson

💗 All of Me by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Lee Bodecker

💗 Lee Bodecker in the fall by @treatbuckywkisses

Multiple Characters

😈🔥 A Taste of Danger by @/onceuponastory [Sierra Six and Nick Fowler]

💗🔥 Period Comfort by @1000night [Steve, Bucky and Sam]

#stardust reblog challenge #fic rec #reading list

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STARDUST REBLOG CHALLENGE Masterlist

September 🍂

Week 1 (9.7~9.11)

9/7、9/8

Diplomatic Negotiations drabble by @oh-my-damn

were-creature Wednesday: werewolf Ari and Luna by @imaginedreamwrite

Dark Tony Stark x Reader by @mrsdarkandyandere7

Avengers Game Night Headcanon by @marvel-sambuckyvibes

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader by @angelltheninth

Dennis Baker drabbles by @ littlelioncub43

Bucky Barnes | B&B SFW Alphabet by @rookthorne

One Night Stand by @caplanbuckybarnes

Dennis Baker married life by @ littlelioncub43

Whumptember 2022 prompt:sick pairing:Frank Adler /little!reader by @comfortcap

Tell him you’re mine(Curtis Everett /fem!reader) by @vivianandherlily

Forgot by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Bring me to life part 1 by @nekoannie-chan

Love poison (Steve Rogers /fem!reader) by @empyreanwritings

9/9

‘Cause I can’t help if you look like an angel by @wildestdreamsblog

Andy Barber (Mr.Freezy) x reader by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

For You I’ll Fight || Bruce Wayne Imagine by @holymultiplefandomsbatman

Forgot - but then Steve Remembers by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Clubs and Things by @samwilsonsbabymama

AU!Buckys and their readers by @angrythingstarlight

Fluff and nsfw (fluff part) by @ronearoundblindly

Stars and Stripes | s.w. by @sweetascanbee

There's still time (Eddie Brock x Reader) by @raincoffeeandfandoms

in layman's terms by @sweetdreamsbuck

Beautifully Unfinished by @kayteewritessteve

Midnight Stroll by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

The Feeling’s Mutual by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 by @buckycuddlebuddy

CE characters react when their girls withhold sex..just to tease him hc by @royalsweetteaa

9/10

The maid of Mr. Barnes - Part 6 (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @disasterofastory

Gotcha Day | s.r. by @sweetascanbee

Summer Wedding by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Vampire reader x steve by @ronearoundblindly

deep sea mermaid reader x steve by @ronearoundblindly

art - bucky barnes x reader by @onceuponastory

college bruce banner x g/n! reader by @fluffyprettykitty

9/11

mob boss! Steve x reader by @angrythingstarlight

Andy Barber x reader (3k wheels of filth drabble celebration) by @ the-iceni-bitch

Royal Flush-Part 5* by @ilovefandoms102

steve rogers x trench mermaid pt.2 by @ronearoundblindly

fluffy Friday (Ari x Luna) by @imaginedreamwrite

Steve x fem!reader by @sanguineterrain

once in a lifetime by @ classicalmarvel

Blanket Monster by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

Give Me a Hand? by @the-iceni-bitch

Week 2

The One in Charge by @raincoffeeandfandoms

boyfriend!Ari Levinson x student! Reader by @junipermuses

FK!Ari x reader by @onsunnyside

Jake Jensen x reader by @littlelioncub43

𝐌𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 by @vivianandherlily

Mixed Signals - Part I: A Chris Evans Mini Fic (Three Parts) by @chris-evans-fics

Happy Father's Day - Jake Jensen by @justalonelyslytherin

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY - COLIN SHEA by @justalonelyslytherin

Hey, Kitty Kitty by @royalsweetteaa

Sprinkle by @buckyalpine

Heavenly Touch by @straywords

bucky barnes x reader by @annab-nana

bucky barnes x reader quote by @incorrectanything

Ari x Reader: won't you whisper soft and slow? (One Shot) by @cruelfvkingsummer

adopted a puppy CE x reader by @imyourbratzdoll

Hot Tubs and Bubs by @f10werfae

Escape by @golden-ariess

whats-it-like-being-tall-yn-is-it by @hannibals-favourite-meal

Sox (Chris Evans x Reader Headcannon) by @cevansgoatee

CE x reader 3 parts by @classicalmarvel

HONEYMOON WITH ARI by @classicalmarvel

safe in your arms by @classicalmarvel

winter things by @classicalmarvel

you make me feel like a teenager in loveee! by @classicalmarvel

3 headcanons by @classicalmarvel

Mob Bucky x F reader by @buckyalpine

Well-deserved throne by @sinner-as-saint

A morning with Stevie- questions and answers by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Sleepy by @comfortcap

steve rogers x reader quote by @incorrectcapsicle

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 6 by @georgiapeach30513

Civil war Bucky + overstimulation (light fic) by @buckgasms

A simple mission by @nekoannie-chan

steve rogers x reader quote by @incorrectcapsicle

40s Bucky + Virginity by @buckgasms

Summer Wedding Part 4 by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Happy ending by @nekoannie-chan

fluffy smut steve rogers x reader by @the-iceni-bitch

Silverfox Johnny drunk rambling to his baby by @imaginedreamwrite

𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 by @buckycuddlebuddy

Like Braille by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Smut Dialogue: “Is that a thong?” with Ari Levinson by @the-iceni-bitch

October 🎃

S IS FOR SMOOTH by @peternoonewantsthat

Plushie Problem by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

SOMEBODY ELSE by @shedobewritingalittle

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 by @vivianandherlily

Time For A Break- Chris Evans xreader fic by @sarahrogersevans

DAY 21 — THIGH FUCKING by @bucky-barnes-diaries

Flashed a Tit by @f10werfae

Summer wedding Part 6 by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Mafia!Bucky x Reader by @angrythingstarlight

OVER AND OVER - ARI LEVINSON SMUT by @frostironfudge

Misreaders by @royalesweetteaa

DAY 20 — THIGH RIDING by @bucky-barnes-diaries

A PLACE TO COME HOME TO by @justalonelyslytherin

I WANT YOU- CHRIS EVANS XREADER FAN FIC by @sarahrogersevans

Slice of Life by @fluffycutecevans

HEAVEN FOR YOU: PART 4 by @imaginedreamwrite

KITCHEN DISASTER by @nekoannie-chan

𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞 𝟒 by @buckyhoney

POSTCARDS MASTERLIST by @sebbytrash

𝗖𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱𝘀 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁- 𝗔𝗿𝗶 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻 by @gutflorizt

FOOLS RUSH IN (OCT 20TH) by @ronearoundblindly

TWO OF US by @lovebittenbyevans

Drabble 1

Drabble 2

Drabble 3

Drabble 4

Drabble 5

IG Posted ｜Part 2 ｜ Part 3 ｜

Aesthetic au

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

I know heaven’s a thing, I go there when you touch me by @wildestdreamsblog

SHORT STUFF - BUCKY BARNES X READER by @youlightmeupfinn

Ransom/daycare! reader by @imaginedreamwrite

A TOUCH OF DESIRE by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

UNTITLED DRABBLE by @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

HIS BRIDE by @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

TICKLETOBER DAY 18: CHASE by @supermarvel-fics

A DAY FULL OF SURPRISES- STEVE ROGERS XREADER FIC by @sarahrogersevans

A TEASE by @lokiandbuckysdoll

MOVING DAY by @fortheloveoffanfic

CAT-SITTING by @youre-amazing-say-it

NASTY NAUGHTY BOY || STEVE ROGERS X FEM!READER by @ro-is-struggling

college fuckboy buck x f reader by @buckyalpine

Kiss it Better by @straywords

A DATE WITH THE BOSS by @lokiandbuckysdoll

BUCKY BARNES | ONE SHOT | OKAY by @adrinktostopyourthirst

HIDE AND SEEK | STEVE ROGERS BY @earth616variant

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Your Protector, Forever BY @wildestdreamsblog

Nursing Our Hearts Back to Health BY @justalonelyslytherin

THE DAY STEVE ROGERS SAVED ME FROM A FIRE- STEVE ROGERS XREADER FIC BY @sarahrogersevans

innocent crybaby reader: bodyguard ari BY @onsunnyside

corruption kink by @holylulusworld

Writers Block by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

kinktober masterlist by @bubblessunshinehoney

Steven/Marc/Jake x F!Reader by @soonknight

Kinktober bingo by @nomadicpixel

Shorty McLovin by @f10werfae

Timeless lovin’ by @royalsweetteaa

Part 1

FARM BOY STEVE by @onsunnyside

IT’S FUN BEING BAD by @sunshinebuckybarnes

Loud Thoughts & Hot Cocoa- Chris Evans xreader fan fic by @sarahrogersevans

LOVERS IN THE ORCHARD by @vintagestarlight

Kinktober Masterlist by @luxeavenger

kinktober masterlist by @imyourbratzdoll

kinktober masterlist by @traitorjoelite

STARTING GATE by @navybrat817

werewolf Curtis x Luna by @imaginedreamwrite

The Fitness Pack masterlist by @holylulusworld

JUST A LITTLE TASTE | B. BARNES by @buckspumpkin

Kissing + Wakanda Bucky by @buckgasms

FRESH FALLEN SNOW by @georgiapeach30513

Nothing I Won’t Do- Chris Evans xreader fan fic by @sarahrogersevans

TAME by @buckyalpine

CE CHARACTERS PODCAST HEADCANNON AND WHAT THEY WOULD LISTEN TO XREADER by @sarahrogersevans

PHIL’S BIRTHDAY by @anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount

𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 (1) ₊˚ପ⊹ 𝙗.𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 • 𝙨.𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 by @hellsbarnes

CALL IT DREAMING by @helios-writes

SAM WILSON X GN!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

BATHTIME | B.B. by @intrepidacious

HARD TO HANDLE by @rubynationwins

ok maybe not a good guy but at least a dateable guy? by @angrythingstarlight

HAPPINESS GREED? by @ace-of-gay

kinktober masterlist by @ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused

BOUND BY THE NIGHT by @jobean12-blog

SHE’S NOT YOU by @alisonsfics

Title: One Night Only by @jessybarnes

Bucky craving pumpkins with reader by @foreverindreamlandd

FRIENDLY COMPETITION by @hannibals-favourite-meal

Angrydaddy Andy forcing kitten reader to hump on his leather shoes while he is in a meeting by @onsunnyside

TOGETHER FOREVER by @syntheticavenger

EARPIECE STEVE ROGERS X GN!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

Kinktober Masterlist by @bucky-barnes-diaries

512 - B.B by @the-canary

HOMECOMINGSTEVE ROGERS X F!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

Always Enough by @jobean12-blog

Ned；bucky barnes x reader by @buckyalpine

SWEET DREAMS by @buckyalpine

WHAT YOUR HONEYMOON WITH STEVE ROGERS WOULD INCLUDE... by @alloftheimaginesblog

PRETTY GIRL by @jewels2876

JUMP WITH ME by @writercole

best friend Bucky by @buckyalpine

chris x foreigner reader by @imyourbratzdoll

andy barber x reader x steve rogers(past relationship) by @imyourbratzdoll

STAY by @librariesandcastles

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬. by @imyourbratzdoll

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 by @imyourbratzdoll

Growing Pains Series by @cevansbrat0007

Kinktober 2022 by @holylulusworld

COCKTAIL by @jobean12-blog

KINKTOBER DAY 12: MOMMY KINK W/ STEVE ROGERS by @marvelouscharlie24

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist by LATE-TO-THE-PARTY-81

SECRET FAMILY RECIPE - STEVE ROGERS by JUSTALONELYSLYTHERIN

DON’T SAY ANYTHING (PART 3) by CUMONBUCKY

DON’T SAY ANYTHING (PART 2) by CUMONBUCKY

animal shifter au by SARGENTBARXES

boss!vampire!bucky x PA plus size reader by SEBASTIANSLUTS

SHOW ME by SPECTRE-POSTS

DO YOU WANT TO HAVE AN ALPHA? by WELLDONEBECA

THIRD WHEEL by HANNIBALS-FAVOURITE-MEAL

"YOU KEPT THIS?" by JUSTALONELYSLYTHERIN

SAME SIDE by NEKOANNIE-CHAN

KINKTOBER DAY 10: BITING W/ LLOYD HANSEN by MARVELOUSCHARLIE24

Second Chance- Steve Rogers xreader fan fic by SARAHROGERSEVANS

THE MAID OF MR. BARNES + LONG NIGHT (BUCKY BARNES X READER) by DISASTEROFASTORY

AUTUMN IS HEALING by RONEAROUNDBLINDLY

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬: Ari Levinson and Nomad Steve Rogers by LILACEVANS

what each of the guys' dicks look like and i need to know your opinion now by VALLEYFAE

I Will Never Forget. He Never Did Either by ROYALWRITERSOFTHEUNIVERSES

November ❄️

Week 1

Week 2

Week 3

Week 4

December ☃️

Week 1

Week 2

Week 3

Week 4𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

#stardust reblog challenge #nana's reblog challenge

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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I posted 4,111 times in 2022

That's 4,111 more posts than 2021!

3,619 posts created (88%)

492 posts reblogged (12%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@imaginedreamwrite

@cadencejames87

@autumnrose40

@justalonelyslytherin

@inkedaztec

I tagged 825 of my posts in 2022

#steve rogers x reader - 67 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 61 posts

#a/b/o - 53 posts

#ari levinson x reader - 53 posts

#steve rogers x reader smut - 49 posts

#bucky barnes x reader fluff - 46 posts

#steve rogers x reader angst - 42 posts

#steve rogers x reader fluff - 42 posts

#bucky barnes x reader smut - 40 posts

#stucky x reader angst - 39 posts

Longest Tag: 98 characters

#alpha!ari levinson x omega!reader x alpha!steve rogers x omega!jake jensen x alpha!ransom drysdale

My Top Posts in 2022:

Lion’s Den

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Summary: In need of a job, your omega sister and her alpha mate, Marcus, manages to get you a job at the strip club the mafia he’s part of runs. After you catch the eye, and they catch your scent, of the big bosses Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, you are set on a path that leads directly to them. They are your alphas and you are their omega.

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Brave New World

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Bucky comforting reader after Steve leaves for a mission

Reader gets scared of the storm and sneaks into Steve & Bucky’s bed

Reader gets scared of the storm

Summary: Steve and Bucky remember; they remember when omegas were common and not a myth. Though they’re in their late 40’s, early 50’s, and more silver than not, they remember.

They were gone for decades, the world was made up of only alphas and betas, no omegas to fill the void between the designations. There were no more omegas, and all hope was lost at getting them back.

Until a mysterious woman who is discovered to be an omega, from an alternate reality. She’s found hiding in an abandoned building, thrown from one reality to the next to save her life from the bleak state of the world she comes from.

She’s here now; she belongs to Steve and Bucky.

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Taken

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

Summary: Getting involved in your brothers life sets you head first on the path of two annoying mob men who are dead set on taking you as theirs — no matter how abrasive you manage to be

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ImagineDreamWrite’s Masterlist

Andy Barber

Ari Levinson

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My #1 post of 2022

I am begging BEGGING BEGGING for protective Jake Seresin? PLEASE?!?!?!

maybe reader’s ex comes looking for her, finds her at Hard Deck?

I got you!

Your head felt like it was being split in two, you felt pain shooting up from your brainstem like a wicked fog until every inch of your brain was melded into one thick layer of searing agony.

And he stood there in the makeshift parking lot with a scowl on his face and his piercing eyes. He was waiting for you while you stood firm on the bottom step of the bar, knowing full well that eyes were on you from inside. The usual crowd, the men and women you’ve come to know while you were here, some more obvious than others.

Rooster and Vida, the two who were coupled together and inseparable, his hand on her back while she bit her tongue. It wasn’t her battle to face, it was yours, but seeing your cheating ex after he destroyed you it had pissed her off to no end.

He was back, declaring that he was going to take you home because he felt like he owned you. There was never a wedding, there wasn’t even a full engagement.

And he…he chose to break you when he brought another woman into your bed.

“Get your ass down here-“

“No!” You cut him off, your mind turning to mush. “I already said no!”

“Dammit, Y/N!” He raised his voice and even over the music you knew Jake was watching you, listening for the moment he needed to step in.

“Get your ass in the vehicle, right now!” Your ex-fiancé was now a brute and maybe he had always been one, or maybe it was a new symptom.

“I’m not going-“

“Your mama said you moved across the country. Why’d you do that, huh? Why’d you move so far from me?”

“Don’t make me fucking drag you-“

“I’m not going back! I’m not going back to you, and I’m not going back home!” You denied him, you denied him again and again.

In your denial, you had left yourself open. He stalked toward you and ripped you down the steps with such force that your legs gave way. You fought against him and felt the crack of flesh on flesh, the sting immediate.

One minute he was angry, the next he was soft after he let you fall and reached for you again.

You cupped your cheek, vision blurring and your eyes watering. You stumbled to your feet, hands bruised and cut from the pebbles and the small stones on the makeshift gravel road. You stumbled again, shock running through you and it took you a moment to hear the eery quiet of the bar, there was no music, and the weight of watchful eyes was more intense.

You could hear chairs scraping across the wooden floor, it cut through like a knife, and the door opened with a heavy thud. You knew who was there, you knew that Jake Seresin was standing on the edge of the door with a seething anger in his veins.

“Come back inside.” Vida had called for you, stuck and blocked from your ex’s view by Rooster. “Sweetie, come back inside.”

“Get in the fucking vehicle! You’re going home!” He screamed, he took another step toward you before strong, heavy footsteps came down the stairs and crunched gravel beneath them.

“Darlin’,” that soft and smooth voice came as he came to pass you, unafraid of your ex or his rage, “go back inside.”

“Jake-“

“I’m not asking.” He looked back at you, his eyes locking on your own. “Go back inside, darlin’.”

You turned, coerced by his voice and the soft demand that meant safety and security. You were met by Vida and Penny, the two of them stealing you away into the bar and a wall of pilots sealing off the entrance.

From behind you you could hear Rooster speak. “Hangman, you good?”

“Yeah, Rooster. I’m good.” He still had that cocky twang, but there was an air of severity in his voice. “We’re just gonna have a little talk.”

“I’ll get some ice.” Penny left you to walk around the bar, moving quickly while Vida you to sit by a table, one that was isolated from the rest.

“Shit, Y/N-“ she paused when you waved her off and raised your head, your cheek already feeling swollen and sore.

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Stardust Reblog Challenge Masterlist

Back in august I decided to join in on the fun and love fest that is the stardust reblog challenge hosted by the lovly @natrace :)

Within this masterlist I will try and sort the fics by month I read them in and by fandom. Mostly you will find MCU fics in here with either Steve or Bucky as the main character, maybe even both. But I do also sometimes read other quite random stuff.

Show them some love and heed the warnings provided. If you are a minor please follow any 18+ plus warnings and just read something else.

september fics

MCU

Bucky x Reader

Kiss Me Like You Mean It (Biker!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Wedding Plans by @angrythingstarlight

Birthday Debriefing (Birthday!Reader) by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

day one: fingers (Tattooartist!Bucky) by @buckycuddlebuddy

Hungry by @mollygetssherlockcoffee

Personal Sessions (MMA!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Scar tissue by @fandoms-writings

Why do you care? by @black-mistress-of-evil

Pierced through and through (TFATWS!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

What makes a Woman by @motsdouxdejanie

With all my love by @summerofsnowflakes

Love at First Grade (Single Dad!Teacher!Bucky, Single Mom!CEO!Reader) by @buckysimp101 (Parts 19, 20, Epilogue and Deleted Scene 1 read as part of the challenge)

Everything the Light touches (mafia!Bucky) by @buckysimp101 (Parts 1, 2, 3 and 4 read as part of the challenge)

Unnamed HC (baker!Bucky, biker!Bucky, mafia!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Unnamed NSFW drabble (lumberjack!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Unnamed Drabble (beefy lumberjack!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Is it a crime (mob boss!Bucky, mob boss!Reader) by @crazyunsexycool (Part 3 read as part of the challenge)

Once upon a time (librarian!Bucky) by @navybrat817

Something Domestic (ex-military amputee!Bucky) by @fandoms-writings (Epilogue read as part of the challenge)

Steve x Reader

can't keep my hands to myself (Retired!dbf!Steve) by @christywantspizza

Happy Dirthday Doll (Birthday!Reader) by @secretswiftymarvelfan

The Cheerleader (dilf!Steve) by @kinanabinks

You got to my head (Pre-Serum!Steve; tall!Reader) by @barnesmurdock

Patch up (scientist!Reader) by @tooearlyforthis

Unnamed Drabble (mafia!Steve) by @angrythingstarlight

Breach of contract (Senator!Steve) by @imaginedreamwrite (Part 4 read as part of the challenge)

Unnamed Drabble (40s!Steve) by @sanguineterrain

Stucky x Reader

Unnamed Drabble by @becca-e-barnes

In a motel (dom!Steve, sub!Bucky) by @disasterofastory

Misc. fandoms

The Red Sea Diving Resort

Oh So Tempting (Ari Levinson x agent!Reader) by @justalonelyslytherin

TopGun

Falling in and out of love (Maverick x Reader) by @youlightmeupfinn (Part 8 read as part of the challenge)

Logan Lucky

The crash (Dayton White x Reader) by @fictional-affairs

The Fantastic Four (2005 film)

Unnamed Drabble (silverfox!Johnny Storm x Sugar baby) by @imaginedreamwrite

Another unnamed drabble (silverfox!Johnny Storm x Sugar baby) by @imaginedreamwrite

Once Upon a Time

Unnamed Drabble (sorcerer!Jefferson x familiar!Reader) by @imaginedreamwrite

october fics

november fics

december fics

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nekoannie-chan · 1 year

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Week 7 Reblog Masterlist

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This is the list of the fics I read and recommend in Week 7 2023:

Strawberry shortcake (Maddie Buckley X Reader) by @floralbuckleys 💚

Unloving you part II (FWB!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader x Steve Rogers (love triangle) by @hellsbarnes 💚💙

Not such a bad thing (Izzie Stevens & co. X Reader) by @sillyfeathers💚

Heaven for you part V (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @imaginedreamwrite 💚💙

Save your life (Mateo Guevara X Reader) by @there-goes-thefighter 💙

I’ll take the blame (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @itsanerdlife💙

Missing home (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @anika-ann 💚

Where you lead chapter III (Reader, Crossover) by @ghostlytyrantpeach 💚

Wrong room (Clint Barton X Reader) by @marvelouslytrekking 💚

Your heart a pancake (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @witchywithwhiskey 💚

My saviour chapter 41: What did you do to deserve this treatment? (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 🖤❤️💚💙

Kiss me once, kiss me twice (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @hollybee8917 💚

Imagine Scott taking care of you while you’re sick (Scott Summers X Reader) by @moonlit-imagines 💚

Muscle memory (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sweetascanbee 💚

America’s hope part IV (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader; Dark! Bucky X OFC, Dark!Tony Stark X OFC; Dark! Bucky X Reader x Dark! Tony) by @ironlady1993 🖤❤️

Reinvent the wheel (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @rodrikstark 💚

Make me scream (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @jbreenr ❤️

Where shadows meet (Wednesday Addams X Reader) by @vulpe-fox 💚

America’s hope part V (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader; Dark! Bucky X OFC, Dark!Tony Stark X OFC; Dark! Bucky X Reader x Dark! Tony) by @ironlady1993 🖤❤️

My saviour chapter 42: She’s messing with your mind, Brock! Be careful! (Brock Rumlow X Reader) by @talia-rumlow 🖤❤️💚💙

Broken promises (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @imaginedreamwrite 💚💙

Lamb to the slaughter (Dark!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @chrisevansredbelt🖤❤️

Thinking About You (His Inheritance Valentine's Day short) (Mafia!Steve Rogers X Reader wife) by @jtargaryen18 💚

No strings attached (Ex!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @viperbarnes❤️

Help (April Kepner X Reader) by @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms 💚

Blizzard (Soft-Dark!Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader) by @lavendercitizen🖤

Movie Star (Dark!Steve Rogers X Ex-pornstar!Reader) by @vampy-doll🖤❤️

Forget me not (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sweetascanbee 💚

Coffee and Cinnamon (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @sarahwroteathing 💚

Safe and sound (Steve Rogers X Reader) by @qu1etwolf 💚

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My Kingdom, Your Kingdom | three

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Pairing: secret king!Steve Rogers x heir apparent!female Reader

Summary: When sleep won't come easy the best remedy for it is stargazing and hot chocolate.

Warnings: mentions of parental loss/death, mentions of war and associated crimes, slight mentions of politics (implied, not explicit). All of these topics are mentioned but not greatly elaborated and not the main focus

Wordcount: 4.3k

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A/N: Once more I'd like to thank @imaginedreamwrite who lets me bother her with my ramblings about this story and helps me whenever I need a second opinion. Thank you so much dear! <3 The divider is made by @/firefly-graphics

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The sky was darker than she’d ever seen. Deep indigo bleeding into the snowy mountain caps and the white dusted woods. Sprinkles of stars glowing brighter than she’d believed they even could.

It reminded her of her mother’s coronation dress, made out of the most saturated prussian blue fabric. Flowing like liquid water, the thousands of tiny diamonds sparkled in the shifting light. Even standing still on the mannequin she’d believed it to move as if it had its own life in the corner of her eyes.

The moon that night was clear, not a single cloud in the sky that could have shrouded it and dimmed its light. Initially, it had been this luminance that had kept her awake, until she spotted something even more peculiar and curious from her place in the bed. But the view through the window in her room had been limited, the trees too high and the snow coating them too thick.

Her curiosity had led her out into the vast living room of the cabin. She’d felt like an intruder sneaking through the hallways on silent toes. Had it not been for her drive to see the magical phenomena the guilt would have made her turn back around. Yet she found herself there, in the open space, sitting on the couch before the floor-length windows, legs tucked underneath her and her arms resting on the backrest.

Before her was the most beautiful view she had ever witnessed. Besides the moon and the stars illuminating the sky, there was something else. In varying shades of turquoise and green, wisps of light coiled and uncurled through the night. Slowly swirling and twitching the colors caressed the sky. As if the spirit of the night had come alive and was dancing the most stunning dance between the stars.

She’d never heard of an emergence like that and certainly never seen anything close to it in her home. If Widovia and Sokovia had these too? Closer to the border perhaps, where no one lived and thus no one could see. If they had, she’d never sleep another night. She’d stay up every night, to watch the pretty spectacle from the balcony of her room. Maybe it was better they didn’t have it then.

Resting her chin on the back of her hand, she smiled softly at the play of colors. Reassurance coursed through her, solace over the decision to venture into the unknown land that was their supposed enemy. All they had seen of it was anything but. None of the stories their ancient history teacher had told them about Brooklyn were true. No barren, plundered and wasted land had greeted them but a rich beauty, one not even Widovia could compete with.

A creaking noise behind startled her. She snapped her head back, body twisting to look. Steve stood on the second last step at the bottom of the stairs, just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. All at once she felt bad for being caught. Not that he had forbidden her to venture out of the room.

“Everything alright?” His voice was raspy and much deeper than she remembered it from before. As she looked closer at him - the dimness of the room certainly didn’t make it easy to see - she noticed his hair sticking up a little and the way his shoulders slumped. The words to answer him became stuck in her throat as Steve stepped down the last steps and took a couple more toward her. From the side, the moon shone through the windows and illuminated him at once.

Unable to avert her eyes, she took in his form. He’d been tall before, she’d been aware of it. All three of them were rather hulking figures but right now he came across as a giant. Had he truly been this massive before? Impossibly wide shoulders and bulging arms were barely hidden beneath a tight, white t-shirt. His arms should have scared her, for the strength they held could easily hurt her, yet she felt drawn to them. She found herself wondering how it would feel to lay in them. Would it feel safe? Would she be able to trace the prominent veins up and down? The snagging fit accentuated his slim waist and seamlessly flowed over his hips into the fabric of his boxers. Thick thighs were as prominently on display. Strong legs finally morphed into bare feet.

Tingling crept up her spine as she wet her lips with her tongue. Swallowing she managed to finally nod her head. “Yes,” she whispered, eyes jumping back up to his. He hadn’t averted his look even for a second from her, maybe he had even eyed her the same way she’d done to him. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“Me neither,” Steve told her with a kind smile. He rubbed his hand over the back of his head, eyes briefly jumping through the room. In the fireplace where the dying remains of the fire. The embers glowed weakly bringing neither light nor warmth. Ultimately though his eyes jumped back to her and with it came the feeling she shouldn’t be here. Not right now. She was intruding.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be out here.” Hastily she pulled her feet out underneath her and went to stand up, ready to dash past him and back into her room.

“No no! It’s fine,” Steve told her hastily, hands held out and pointing at the couch, “Please don’t feel like you have to leave now.” Unsure she eyed him, yet his words felt genuine and so she found herself sinking back into the cushion.

Steve still looked at her patiently, she wasn’t sure what more he wanted. A simple nod was apparently enough to satisfy him as he began to smile once more. His radiant smile made her heart flutter. He had a beautiful smile. Pearly white, entirely honest and so pure.

“Do you–”

“I was goi–”

They spoke up at the same time, voices mixing and words clashing. Steve shot her another smile, the corners of his lips crookedly twitched upwards as he squished his brows together. It made her smile too, briefly looking at her feet.

“You go first,” his words were soft. Always so soft, she noticed.

“Do you know what this is called?” Hope and curiosity mixed in her voice as she pointed behind her. Steve's brows furrowed for a moment stepping around the couch standing between them as he advanced on her. Outside the windows the colors in the sky still danced along, they had only gotten brighter now. The dynamic colorful swirls reflected in his eyes, dancing over and mixing with the blues. It looked like the magic had been taken from the sky and set into his eyes.

As curious as she was, she fell silent at the peaceful look on his face. He looked at the colors in wonder, marveled at them the same way she had. Calmness, she realized, was what had washed over him.

“The dancing colors I mean,” she whispered, too focused on watching the content expression on his face she even forgot the beautiful view from the outside.

“It’s called the Aurora.”

“Au-ro-ra?” Confusion had her furrow her brows. Steve hummed and nodded, still looking at the spectacle. Only when he turned to her and noticed her blank expression, clearly not knowing what he was talking about, did he frown. He sat down beside her on the couch, his entire body turned towards her as he started to explain.

“Yes. She is the goddess of dawn, who travels from east to west to announce the coming of the sun.” The name was fitting, she concluded, a beautiful name for an even more beautiful appearance.

“It’s a natural phenomenon caused by disturbances in the magnetic field. They are most commonly seen at the poles.” For a brief moment, he glanced back at the display of brilliant light. “Sometimes, very rarely, do they appear here too. I haven’t seen them since I was a young child.”

His gaze turned far away, distant and clouded over as he was swept over by memories. Not wanting to disturb his memories, she silently examined him. A whiff of sadness radiated from the blonde. It was faint, nearly overshadowed by profound longing. Longing she was most familiar with, both in its occurrence and force. She recognized herself in him at that moment. The realization hit her, strong yet quiet.

“You are very lucky.”

“Yes,” she whispered, still looking at him.

“You, uhm–” she cleared her throat, “–you wanted to say something earlier too?”

"Right…yeah. Got up because I wanted some water but now I’m thinking of something warm and sweet. Would you like some hot chocolate?” There was this glint in his eyes that reminded her of a young boy being up to no good. Sneaking around and making the sweet beverage certainly felt silly and mischievous and the prospect of it made her giddy.

“I’d like that.” Steve’s smile was contagious. He beamed at her so brightly, she couldn’t help but chuckle at his enthusiasm. Even more so as he practically bounded up from his spot on the couch with a loud clap of his hands on his thighs. Strong, muscly thighs, full on display, which distracted her from the excited blonde before her.

“We’ll then let’s make some hot coco~!” His sing-songy voice snapped her back, her eyes following him upwards as she pushed off the couch and followed on swift feet through the living room. Leading out of the seating area with the fireplace, tucked behind the staircase, and around a corner was the kitchen.

Just like the rest of the cabin, the kitchen was equally as grand and magnificent. Made out of dark wood and lots of glass paneling it gave both a cozy land house vibe and a spritz of modernity. Overall it felt homely and welcoming, outright inviting to sit down at the big kitchen aisle in the middle and talk or simply spend time in the presence of others.

“Have you made hot chocolate from scratch before?” He asked her, glancing over his shoulder as he had his head buried in various drawers and cupboards looking for the ingredients and utensils needed.

“No,” she muttered. “Can’t even remember the last time I had it.” Sweet treats like that were a rare occasion back at home. Under rare circumstances, some of the kitchen staff had snuck them a cup of something or a little nibble here and there. Mostly it had been reserved for birthdays and christmases. The only time they officially were allowed to indulge in desserts was during formal events, which in themselves were few and far between.

She’d never understood why. Their country was rich in history and culture, festivities and celebrations could be plenty too. Even less so could she comprehend why they’d isolated themselves so drastically from the outside. Their advisor had many times mentioned the imminent danger and the threat of other countries looming. Most notably Brooklyn, yet she had never felt threatened by them or any other country. Instead, she had wished - maybe even longed - to make contact with them, to exchange cultures and views and have some events together to build new, strong friendships, perhaps even gain new allies.

“Without wanting to brag, I’m told I make a hella good mixture.”

“Is that true?”

“Some even say it’s the best they ever tried.” The proud grin he sported together with him proudly puffing out his chest made her laugh.

“Can’t wait to try it then.” That made him beam, briefly leaving everything around him forgotten as he nodded.

“Although I’m sure I will be very sad afterward if your recipe is so legendary. I’ll miss it and won’t be able to have it again.”

Steve’s grin molded into a soft smile, “I’ll teach you. Just don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret recipe after all.”

She made a motion to lock her lips and nodded. “I’ll keep my lips sealed, promise.”

“Just don’t tell Sam or Bucky.” They both snickered together at that, as she once more nodded. One after another Steve pulled out a pot, a cutting board, a knife, and a cooking spoon. Each of those he put on the kitchen island before he pulled out the ingredients. Some of them at least. He presented her two things with a smile.

“Now, most people only use dark chocolate or milk chocolate. Dark chocolate is richer in cocoa but can taste a little bitter. I like to use a bar of dark chocolate and also stir in some milk chocolate chips.” Attentively she nodded, it was endearing to her how Steve made sure to explain everything in great detail. He seemed eager and happy to be able to teach her something, and she happily listened to him, soaking up each of the little lessons and information.

Once he had opened up the bar, he took it into his hand and cracked the bar in half. It looked so easy when he did it and highlighted the strength he possessed. Only when he had placed the bar on the cutting board and was about to begin, did he notice her standing at the edge of the island, leaning on it with her elbow.

“Please, take a seat.” He pointed toward the bar stools lining one side - opposite of him - of the island with the knife and waited to continue until she had actually sat down.

The thudding sound of the sharp knife's edge meeting the wooden board with force as it cut through the chocolate became a steady rhythm in the kitchen. It was soothing in a way, equally as mesmerizing as it was to see the precise back-and-forth motion.

During the time her sisters and she had warmed up in front of the fireplace she had momentarily noticed the silence settling between her and Steve was one of a comforting nature. Silence had always been a heavy and stifling feeling for her, most often putting her on edge and making her tense. She’d learned to associate it only negatively, yet the silence resonating now felt calming.

While she welcomed this sudden change, there was no way to forget how bubbly and chipper Steve had been just before, talking almost nonstop. Now he had become quiet and a little too focused on cutting the chocolate.

“I can tell there is something on your mind.” The knife paused mid-air as Steve looked at her, resembling a doe caught in the headlights of an approaching car. He pursed his lips, clearly fighting with himself to deny or give in and confirm her observation.

“You have some questions, don’t you?” Her voice broke the internal fight he fought all alone. Steve felt embarrassed that she had seen through him this easily. There were still so many questions he craved to have answers for, yet he didn’t want to overrun her with them.

He'd hoped to conceal his dying curiosity better, the mask he was used to slip on hopelessly useless against her. Not even Bucky was that good, that fast, at getting through his mask and sensing his true thoughts.

Hanging his head, Steve's view fell back onto the chopping board. The doe had turned into the likeliness of a kicked puppy. It tugged at her heartstrings the more his shoulders drooped, at the same time a small part in the back of her mind found him to be cute as well.

“You can ask,” she offered him softly. Instantly Steve’s head snapped back up, widened eyes rendering on her.

“I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” Amid the obvious curiosity burning in his eyes and the tingling itch to simply ask consuming him, he was trying to give her an out. Even after she had offered him already. His posture screamed hesitancy yet the way he bit his lip gave him away.

“Out with it.”

He continued to look hesitant, apprehension written in bold letters all across his appearance. A minute ticked by before he was able to wrestle his tongue and get the question out. “How long were you out there? Looking for someplace safe?”

She’d anticipated many questions yet this one still took her by surprise. Of course, it would only be right for Steve to be concerned about her well-being instead of trying to dig up something about her home or the possibility of her being a spy.

“A couple of hours? The car died when the sun was still up and above the treeline. We could have walked for who knows how long, everything looked the same. An empty road, no soul around, just the snow-covered trees slowly swaying and creaking.”

She didn’t want to think too much about what would have happened had Steve not heard Yelena trampling through the woods like a rowdy dinosaur. Indeed, the evening could have gone in a drastically different direction. One she didn’t want to picture, the near what-if already caused her enough guilt. After all, she was supposed to protect her younger sisters, not lead them into potential danger.

“Regarding our entire journey?” she mumbled after a heavy pause, to stop herself from thinking about what luckily didn’t happen, “We left Sokovia sometime around late morning, drove the entire day.”

“And you were able to just go to Sokovia?” It made her huff amusedly. Why wouldn’t they?

“Yes. Sokovia is a vassal state of Widovia. You can freely cross between.” Steve’s brows knitted in confusion or what was perhaps dismay. The expression confused her.

“What?” In an instant, the unhappy expression dissolved as he shook his head.

“Nothing… I just thought there were strict controls on who could go there.”

“Widovia isn’t a dictatorship.”

Steve’s eyes widened in surprise, “No! That’s not what I meant. It’s just–”

“It’s just, that you were told so. That it’s like that in Widovia.” Bullseye. He kept quiet, unable to say something to it that would explain himself. Because truly, what was there to explain when she spoke the truth? Slowly a laugh bubbled up inside her, breaking to the surface in a muffled giggle, which she tried to hide behind her hand.

“Do you want to know how Brooklyn gets described in Widovia? A barren wasteland. Ugly and ravaged by endless droughts, fires, and plagues. That it crumbled under the new king, who is greedy and evil, only caring about the gold in his pocket rather than his folk. His black knights take no remorse in cutting down women or children.”

It was clear her words upset him. Steve looked disgruntled and highly insulted, face scrunched in glowering as he pressed his lips tightly together, jaw muscles ticking.

“And do you believe this?” His words were sour, he refused to meet her eye as he focused back on the chocolate in front of him. With newfound vigor, he chopped it all up, the force of his cuts doubling. She’d clearly ruffled his feathers with the words but she had never meant to insult him or his home, just as he hadn’t meant to either.

“No,” she told him softly. “It’s all lies. I might have believed some of it before we reached the border. Before I saw the beauty this country holds. Admittedly I haven’t seen much of Brooklyn yet, but what I have seen took my breath away. There is a serene calm to the area. I’ve never felt so safe in a place I never knew before.

And you and your friends have been nothing but courteous and hospital.”

Once more Steve stopped his actions, putting the knife down. “I guess I shouldn’t be acting like that when I believed the things said about Widovia without a thought either. It’s hard to know what’s real and what’s made up when there is so much mystery surrounding them.” The chocolate was chopped sufficiently and with that, he turned to put a pot filled with milk onto the stove.

“For example?” she asked him, curious to know what they whispered to each other about her home. About her and her sisters. As the milk slowly warmed, she watched him gradually dump the cut chocolate into the pot.

“That in all the years of isolation the country has been gathering resources to attack Brooklyn. To pay a debt.” Dread filled her as Steve spoke those words. He spoke them softly, yet his attempt at mellowing their force of impact made no change. They stung still, cutting her, causing her heart to bleed. “Some say the oldest daughter of the late King and Queen has turned cold and vengeful over the loss of her parents and that she lives withdrawn. And her younger sisters keep in the shadows with her, hiding there in paranoia. Some even say the loss made them lose their minds. That they see the enemy in everyone around them and thus they turned against their people, punishing them for it.

They say the roads leading away from the capital are permanently stained red from all the innocent blood shed in retaliation. And so has the water–” Steve abruptly stopped stirring the pot of chocolate and milk as he noticed her pale, shaken expression. He rushed over to her, his hands heavy albeit comforting weights on her shoulders, thumbs digging into her skin.

“That’s what you think about us?” Steve shook his head, about to tell her otherwise but she blabbered on. “We– Widovia isn’t like that. And the princesses aren’t monsters.

Everything they do is for their people. They are good and they do their best…It’s– the princess isn’t even the ruler yet. There is still the Regent, the late king's second advisor, who controls everything until the princess is crowned Queen the following week.”

She knew things weren’t like they were supposed to, that a lot of things had been going awry and wrong ever since her parents died. The country had been turned upside down, stricken with grief, things had gotten out of hand and changes had been made that didn’t suit the country. The Regent had a drastically different view toward the country and how to rule it, that, she had been told by the various teachers that taught her over the years, but different wasn’t bad, they’d always insisted. Change was always hard on the people and took time to reach everyone, be implemented.

It wasn’t ideal, she knew that. She knew that the country was wavering and in dire need of its true ruler. It was a pressure she’d been feeling ever since the day the news of her parent's passing had reached them.

“It’s not like that at all…” she whispered, eyes slowly focusing back on him. Steve looked at her in concern, he felt shameful for causing this, awful that he had spoken those words so carelessly without thinking about what reaction they could cause. Especially when the rumors about Brooklyn had upset him just moments before.

“Would you like to tell me what it’s actually like?” Steve asked her carefully, he wanted her to know that she was able to decline. She didn’t. Instead, she nodded silently.

When he pulled her around the kitchen island and towards the stove, she let him, his hand warmly resting on the small of her back. He positioned her before the stove and laid the spoon into her hand. Together they held it, as he showed her how to stir to melt the chocolate. It was a basic and menial task that kept her occupied yet didn’t need too much concentration so she could focus on speaking.

“Widovia is…it’s beautiful. The people are gentle, helpful and nice. They suffered a lot. It was a great loss that left behind a deep hole. They never truly recovered from it. There is a lot of hope left, however.”

The soft curve of a smile returned to her lips as she thought about her home.

“The Scarlet Capital is beautiful all year round, the widow wood's line every major street going to and from the castle and the historic city square.

Walking under the canopy of leaves is like walking through a ruby sky. In the summer the fruits are sweet, you can pluck them while walking by and taste them. Their juice is so refreshing and will tint your lips red. Every bakery sells this sweet, doughy confection filled with custard and glazed with honey. On top, they sprinkle additional sugar crystals.

And in autumn when the leaves fall they coat the small watercourses running through the cobblestone and the streams. It makes them look like the city is alive and the streams are its veins.”

Steve smiled softly at her, he noticed the serene expression on her face as she told him about it. This description of Widovia was unlike one he’d ever heard. His mother had always been adamant that what had happened to their neighbor had been unfortunate. She’d reminded him that they had been allies and friends for centuries, much longer than they’d been supposed enemies.

“That sounds truly captivating. I’d like to see that myself one day.” At that she beamed, nodding excitedly. Just for that short moment, between them alone, the precarious situation between the two states was forgotten.

As all the chocolate had melted into the milk, staining it a creamy brown, he smiled excitedly at her. “And now for the special secret ingredients.” Steve reached behind and produced three small containers and bottles.

Cocoa powder she knew some added for additional flavor or to substitute some of the chocolate with. As for the other two...

“A dash of vanilla extract–” Expertly Steve poured in a small glob of the gooey liquid before he grabbed for the spice jar. “–and a sprinkle of cinnamon.”

In an instant, the sweet smell of chocolate was enriched by hints of vanilla and cinnamon. It smelled heavenly and if it tasted only half as good as it smelled, it would be the best cup of hot chocolate she’d ever had.

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