#joaquin torres fic

[tom-whore-dleston]

Alma Bella

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x f. reader

Word Count: 1.3k

This fic contains: angst, fluff, implied smut, hurt/comfort, massages, crying, reader has low self esteem, Joaquin is a loving bf, unbeta’ed writing

Summary: Joaquin helps cheer you up after getting laid off.

Notes: This piece is for @the-slumberparty's Eight Types of Love challenge. In addition, this is a late request from the Spotify Wrapped 2023 challenge.

prompt: Philautia (love of the self) - Spa Day

request: Hello ❤️ For your event, can I choose <Beautiful Soul> by Jesse McCartney and Joaquin Torres? I was thinking a hurt/comfort/fluff fic? I don’t want to add too many ideas but if I can add, Soldier Joaquin x Teacher Reader? Thank you!!! - @blackbat05

You poked at the rice on your plate, watching the way each grain smashed under your spoon. If you weren’t careful, you could have snapped at any moment, aggressively smashing the salmon you spent the last hour preparing for your partner and then throwing it on the ground. So, you settled for meticulously squishing each item on your plate, until Joaquin’s voice pulled you out of your trance.

“Amor, is everything alright?”

When you finally glanced into his loving brown eyes, you sighed loudly, fighting back the tears burning your own eyes. You had been anxious to the point of throwing up over sharing the news to Joaquin. He had been working so hard for both of you, and you didn’t want to let him down. The logical side of you knew he would never be disappointed in you, yet the fear of any conflict with the man you loved scared you to your core. Yet, you needed to tell him before you were consumed by it.

“I’m so sorry, Joaquin,” you mumbled, staring back down at your barely eaten dinner.

“What? Why?”

“I got laid off,” you finally revealed. Your heart sank to your stomach as the words left your mouth, and you already felt the bile traveling to the back of your throat. “I should have seen it coming with the way the economy is now. Plus, schools are more focused on STEM classes than fine arts. You sipped on your glass of water before continuing. “I really thought I could make a difference with art. I thought I could inspire kids to create with their hands and get messy, but…forget it. My family was right about me becoming an artist. I’d never make it so I should be an art teacher for more stability. Well, look where that got me.” 

The tears that brewed in your eyes disappeared. Your heart was breaking into atomic pieces yet you couldn’t allow yourself to cry. What was the point of crying if the only thing to grieve was your hope of making a difference?

Joaquin stood from his chair and joined you on the opposite side of the dining table. He knelt down to hug you tightly against him. The moment he started rubbing your back and kissed the crown of your head, the water works began flooding over his white shirt. Your lover hushed you, but still allowed you to sob into his shoulder. 

“I am hurting with you, amor. But everything you said about yourself is not true. You can make a difference with your art. Maybe this just wasn’t the right time or moment to do that.”

You pulled away to meet his eyes again. They were still beautiful and brown, even behind your watery gaze.

“When will be the right time?” You sniffled, wiping the tears away with the back of your hands.

Joaquin looked down at the ground solemnly. “I wish I knew the answer to that. But I promise it’ll come. You just gotta light that passion again, amor.” A strong hand grabbed yours tenderly. “I know you still have fight in you. Even if you feel discouraged.” 

You pulled Joaquin into another hug warm enough to light that fire inside you. He always knew how to comfort you. You didn’t deserve this, especially after the way you talked so poorly of yourself. But, it was what you needed to crawl out of your hopeless state.

“I think I know another way to cheer you up,” Joaquin said, sweeping the hair out of your face.

“Please tell me we are getting massages!”

Joaquin’s eyes widened, a smile painting his face. “How do you manage to guess what I’m thinking so easily?”

You bit your lip. “Because you and I are connected by the soul.”

He stared down at your lips, releasing a faint chuckle before kissing your lips.

The next day, Joaquin drove you to the massage parlor in your town, holding your hand while he sang ballads of his affection to you. At each stop light, he would lift your hand to his lips before lightly pecking them before driving away. By the time you arrived at your destination, Joaquin spoke with the receptionist, reserving your massage time and paying the service. Before you could protest, he reminded you that this day was for you and you shouldn’t have to do so much as lift a finger. Normally, you would attempt to fight him back, but for now, you agreed to let him treat you.

The next 90 minutes were the most blissful ones you have experienced in a long while. The woman massaging you may have been way past 60 years old, but her hands were strong enough to knead out the weight you carried since getting laid off. Yet, her touch was still soft and gentle, a kind reminder that even amongst the roughness, you deserve sensitivity and love.

You peered over to Joaquin, who laid with his cheek on the table, facing you. He grinned with his eyelids half open as his taut muscles turned to putty. 

“How are you, mi amor?” 

As the little old woman squeezed a pressure point on your calf, you winced in pain and pleasure. Joaquin laughed at your response, sticking his head back down the cushioned hole of the table, succumbing to the classical music and warmth of the massager’s hands.

Once your massage was over, you and Joaquin moaned in elation, but still yearned for more of the comforting yet aggressive touch of the massagers. You both laid in silence, battling the urge to fall asleep on the tables. After what felt like eternity, you finally stood from the table, moving sluggishly to dress yourself. Joaquin sensed your movement, turning to admire your naked form. 

“Hey, you,” your boyfriend murmured in a seductive tone.

“Hey, to you, too.” You snickered, rolling your eyes when Joaquin just stared at you in awe. He rolled onto his side as you slid your underwear back on.

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?” He licked his lips as you bent over to pick up your sundress. A smirk was plastered on his face, and you already predicted where this would lead you. You decided to play dumb to test your hypothesis.

“I should say the same about you, handsome.” Your eyebrows suggested towards his semi hard length pointing in your direction. Then, you met him with sincerity and affection. “Thank you for this, amor. It really means a lot that you are taking this whole day to make me feel better after yesterday.”

“Anything for the woman I love. Don’t ever forget that you deserve the best and more.” You nodded before pressing your lips to his. Then, Joaquin added, “I take it that the massage helped relieve some of your stress?” 

“Oh, you have no idea, baby.”

“I think I do have an idea actually.” You faced him, fully dressed, as he finally managed to hop off the table. Your eyes steered away from his bare figure, warmth flooding your cheeks and chest. “Your pretty moans told me all I needed to know about how good you were feeling.”

You gulped, that sly smirk never leaving his face. “I felt really good, too. The thing is, I think they missed a spot. You and I both know you’re the only one to give me a real happy ending. Ain’t that right, amor?” By then, you choked on a gasp that almost came out as a whimper. 

“Joaquin, we can’t fuck here.”

“I know, I know.” He paused while putting on his jeans. “How about this? I drive us home, we get undressed again and I help you relax a little more and you help me get a happy ending.” 

You pretended to consider his proposition with your bottom lip tucked between your teeth. The day had just begun for you two and you were already looking forward to more of whatever special treatment he had in store for you.

“Well, you did want to treat me the whole day so let’s not waste anymore time.”

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[fluffyprettykitty]

Hi I was wondering if you wrote a fic about Joaquin Torres and a brothel?

pairing: inexperienced!joaquin torres x sew worker fem!reader

warnings: heavy nipple play, premature ejaculation, lovebites wc: 700

a/n: Hi Nonnie, thank you so much for this req! last ask for my sleepover and letting you all know my requests will be open for now

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"Just relax, sit back." You instruct the young man as he sits back on the bed looking nervously at you.

"What's your name, love?"

"Jo-Joaquin." He says shyly and shallows. "I-I've never-"

"Shhh, sh." You say opening up a bottle. "It's alright, I can take good care of you. First you can tell me what you like and I'll make sure you'll get to have it."

"I-i..." He mumbles a little looking slightly embarrassed. "E-everything. I like everything."

"Hm-hm." You nod your head looking at him as you place the bottle of lube by the bed table. "When you look at a girl, what do you notice first?"

He looks down before locking eyes again. "Definitely the behind."

"Nice, typical for a man."

"Y-yeah. Not that, you know, tits ain't nice but yeah."

"How about I sit down next to you and you can point out to me all things you like?"

"S-s-sure." You sit down next to him, your loose corset exposing your breasts to him making him immediatelly lock eyes with them.

"You can touch them, you know. All yours." Joaquin shallows hard and his eyes lighten up, with peculiar enthusiasm he cups your breasts and smiles.

"They are very soft. Very very soft."

"Yeah very easy to sleep on." Joaquin laughs and he looks so handsome like that. "How about you loosen up your belt a little bit to have more breathing space?" You point out clearly seeing the tent in his pants. He obliges and loosens the belt of his army pants.

"How about taking off your boots, pretty boy?"

"Yes, yes, of course." Once he is done he comes back to the bed just as you are running your fingers over your body and he is looking at you his mouth open. He hesitates for a moment but then he goes for it and cups your breasts again.

You know you have to play it well, one movement and he'd cum right on his dick and you want this to be pleasurable for him.

"Go ahead and loosen my strings, you want to seem them jiggle, don't you?"

Joaquin frantically nods and does as you say loosen the strings of your corset until your breasts are free, slipping on his hands. He looks at them in awe before cupping them again and squeezing them. He starts circling your nipples in awe, pinching them slightly.

"Go ahead, suck them." You encourage him and he dives right in, wrapping his lips around your nipple and sucking slowly. He looks at peace, his dick painfully pointing in his boxers. You want to suck him so bad, but he will only spill the moment your lips go near him. He reaches out inside, grabbing his length as he continues sucking on your nipple, positioning himself accordingly.

He managed to do this for ten minutes switching from nipple to nipple, making you also very wet, his hand notoriously not going anywhere else.

"Are you close, baby boy?" You ask him as begins to whine around your nipple. "Take it all off and show me your cock, baby, I wanna see." Joaquin lets go of your nipple, pushing down his pants and boxers fast, his cock, leaking pre cum sprinting fast against his stomache.

"Where do you want it?" You ask him, reaching out for his cock, only slightly touching it with the tip of your fingers as he groans at the feelings.

"T-t-tits. Please." You grab his length and begin to pump, coming closer to his cock as he begins to moan. "That's my good boy, come on, do it for me." One, two more strokes and he is cumming on your breasts, spilling white strings of cum with an incredibly whiny voice. His chest rises up and down as he tries to gain his composure.

"Lay down and once you calm a little, I got plenty more things to show you, pretty boy."

Doesn't take him long to get hard again.

#summer sleepover #selenewrites #selene answers prompts #joaquin torres x reader #joaquin torres x female reader #joaquin torres smut #joaquin torres #joaquin torres imagine #joaquin torres fic #joaquin torres x you #Joaquín torres x reader #joaquín torres #joaquín torres smut

[rae-gar-targaryen]

i just want to say i’m so so excited for your torres fic!! i know it will be amazing

BLESS YOU LOVE I AM SO EXCITED TO KEEP WORKING ON IT!! I'm happy to share a bit about the plot/premise (I can't remember if I have already??) I can't believe someone is excited for this. You've made my day!!!!!

*stefon from SNL voice* -- "this fic has everything...":

our intrepid reader-character works for Stark Industries, who still helps the Avengers with tech and gets tasked with helping falcon nuevo with his wings

They get tasked with going undercover together bc no one knows who Torres is or who she is

THERE'S A GALA SCENE (will they dance?)

They kiss to hide in plain sight (a trope I LOVE, shut up don't look at me).

He's only "Torres" to you -- UNTIL HE ISN'T. WONDER HOW THAT COULD BE.;

THERE'S ONLY ONE BED

SUNSHINE TORRES

A smidge of angst? BUT DONT WORRY THERE'S A HAPPY ENDING

Still working on the title but i have some ideassss (and will take suggestions, if that's something folks are interested in engaging in)

Pls enjoy this microcosmic snippet:

#my writing #upcoming fic #current wip #joaquin torres x reader #falcon x reader #joaquin torres fic #marvel fic #danny ramirez #lovely anons #IM EXCITED THAT SOMEONE IS EXCITED #lovely anon this fic is for YOU

[spinachgarden]

Chapter 4 of Arctic Fox is up!

#Joaquin Torres #Joaquin torres x oc #Joaquin torres fic #spinachgarden

[writing-for-marvel]

These are all the fics I've read in May. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

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

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

🔥 Headstrong by @flordeamatista

💗🔥 Bedtime Story by @jobean12-blog

🔥 Neighbourly Love by @/jobean12-blog

💗 Bucky Barnes x reader by @maivolpe

🔥 Needy by @targaryenvampireslayer

💗🔥 Love From Afar by @bluehourbucky

💗🔥 Bucky makes sure you know you're his first choice by @like-what-the-fuck-scoob

💗 Operation get Mr Bucky and Momma together by @golden-barnes

💗 Dance with the Devil by @rookthorne

💗 Imagine Bucky calling you at work by @lives-in-midgard

💗 Booked on a Feeling by @intrepidacious

💗 Morning Workout by @sparklefics

Steve Rogers

💗🔥 The Thrill of Knowing How Alone We Are by @buckets-and-trees

🔥 Give You a Ride by @sstan-hoe

💧💗 His Radiant Sunflower by @witchywithwhiskey

💗 The Berry Sweetest by @brandycranby

Sam Wilson

💧💗🔥 Haven by @fluffyprettykitty

💗 Surprise by @/targaryenvampireslayer

Adam Warlock

🔥 A-Z NSFW Headcanon by @tom-whore-dleston

🔥 Soft Dom Adam by @inklore

Joaquin Torres

💗🔥 Expression by @/fluffyprettykitty

Bruce Banner

💗 Cuddles are the Cure by @late-to-the-party-81

Ari Levinson

🔥 Like Jello by @/late-to-the-party-81

💧💗 Post-Nightmare Cuddles by @ronearoundblindly

🔥 Like a Broken Record by @howdoyousleep3

Ransom Drysdale

💧 Occupy My Brain by @/intrepidacious

💗🔥 Insomnia by @/brandycranby

💧💗 One Night by @honeybloomss

Andy Barber

🔥 On Your Knees by @flwrsforu

💗 Pros and Cons by @navybrat817

Joel Miller

💗🔥 A Sweeter Place by @/flordeamatista

💧💗🔥 Wild for You by @/jobean12-blog

#fic rec #Bucky Barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfic #Steve Rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfic #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson fanfic #adam warlock x reader #Adam warlock fanfic #joaquin torres x reader #joaquin torres fanfic #bruce banner x reader #Bruce banner fanfic #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson fanfic #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale fanfic #andy barber x reader #andy barber fanfic #joel miller x reader #Joel miller fanfic #reading list

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

Spooky szn is over 🎃 hello November ✨ I tried my best to keep up with kinktober reading but you lot are too talented! Anyway, enjoy perusing everything I read throughout October. As always please give these gorgeous fics and their even more gorgeous authors the love they deserve by reblogging 🖤 the majority of fics contain adult themes and are 18+ only and you are responsible for your own media consumption.

Happy reading angels 💐

Eddie Munson ✨

But what goes down by @sexyprise

Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader

The girl at the rock show by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

High for this by @succubusmunson

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Feelin' gourd by @jobean12-blog

Mob!Bucky Barnes x reader

Within' you by @navybrat817

Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Fear and degradation by @groubee

rockstar!bucky barnes x innocent!female reader

Yes chef! by @sunshine-on-my-mind

Chef!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Though I have never read it by @tuiccim

Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Hopelessly devoted by @firefly-in-darkness

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Insatiable by @jobean12-blog

Bucky Barnes x reader (Vampire AU)

Joel Miller ✨

Thrills by @moonlight-prose

joel miller x f!reader

Can't keep my hands to myself by @jobean12-blog

Pre!Outbreak Joel Miller x reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Beauty brought of rapture and desire by @the-iceni-bitch

demon!Ari Levinson x virgin witch fem!reader

Biker!Ari by @angrythingstarlight

Biker!Ari x Reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Out of line by @dreamlessinparis

Serial!Killer!Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

Devil devil by @sgt-seabass

vampire!Lee Bodecker x reader

Save your tears by @flordeamatista

lee bodecker x reader

Andy Barber ✨

Easy as pie by @navybrat817

Andy Barber x Female Reader

Joaquin Torres ✨

Drunk on you by @moonlight-prose

joaquín torres x f!reader

Steve Kemp ✨

You by @shadeysprings

Art Collector!Steve Kemp x F!Reader

Steve Rogers ✨

The red woods by @navybrat817

Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Ransom Drysdale ✨

Meet your match by @dreamlessinparis

Dark!Serial!Killer!Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

Kinktober ✨

Mob!Bucky's kinktober honeymoon by @writing-for-marvel

Kinktober 2023 by @lunarbuck

The witching hour by @flordeamatista

#fic rec #october fic rec #eddie munson #bucky barnes #joel miller #ari levinson #lee bodecker #andy barber #joaquin torres #steve kemp #steve rogers

[donottouchredbutton]

In a Heartbeat

joaquin torres x sunshine!reader/ofc

4k words

she saves someone, and joaquin saves her.

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note: i wrote this with my oc in mind that i plan to write more about, but i wanted it to be read as a reader insert as well! let me know what you think :)

She had been living in Washington DC for a little over a year now. She moved there for grad school, and some of the excitement had yet to wear off still. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, with all of the good schools nearby and all of the things to do and learn in the capital. It seemed like a busy enough place to never be bored, which was exactly what she wanted. It really had seemed like a smart idea, especially since she hadn’t had any problems since moving there.

Until she did.

She was out with her roommate after classes had ended for the day, enjoying the warm spring day and simply happy to be people watching as they hung out. It had quickly become one of her favorite things since moving there, something she shared with her roommate, Jasmine. She was always glad she and Jazzy got along so well and liked spending time together, often spending time just being out and about like today. 

Jazzy was showing her a small outdoor shopping district just outside of a park. It must’ve been really popular because it was packed with people. People were out walking their dogs, parents were out shopping with their kids, couples and friends were on dates and lounging on the grassy areas. Music was coming from the open doors of one of the stores, loud enough to carry even as you walked away from it. Something smelled good, like fresh bread and cinnamon sugar, and she wanted to follow her nose to figure out where it was coming from. There was a warm breeze that made her shiver whenever they walked in the shade, so she pulled Jazzy away to make sure they stayed in the sun. A few kids ran past them playing tag. It made her smile, she hoped they were having fun. 

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she noticed a bit of commotion going on. She couldn’t tell where it was coming from, but it was progressively getting louder. From the looks of it, she wasn’t the only one who had noticed as many of the people nearby were looking around as well. It continued to grow louder and louder until she spotted a large group of people running in their direction, all shouting and screaming to get away. A ways behind them, she spotted a group of big looking men in scary looking masks carrying scary looking weapons, all running after them with their weapons pointed forward. Before she could think about how cliche that sounded, she knew they had to get away first. Many people around them were coming to the same conclusion as they all began turning tail and running. She and Jazzy shared a look of understanding before following suit.

As everyone kept running away and the noise was getting louder, another noise caught her attention above all the commotion. She could just barely hear a small voice calling for help, but it was loud enough to get her to stop running. Her head whipped around trying to find whoever it was, wherever it was coming from. Her eyes landed on a little girl sitting on the ground holding a little boy, and even from her distance she could see they were crying.

“MOMMY!” the little girl kept shouting, tears running down her face as she tried to pull the little boy up with her. They had to be brother and sister. She sounded terrified.

She took off before she could think about what she was doing. She could vaguely hear Jazzy calling after her, trying to get her to turn around and come back, but she couldn’t. The only thing on her mind was getting to those kids before they could get hurt. She wouldn’t let that happen.

She slid to a stop and knelt down next to the kids when she got to them, unconcerned about the fact that she tore a hole in her jeans by doing so, nor the bruises and scrapes she no doubt would have on her knees either. The little girl, maybe seven or eight, kept pulling on her brother’s arm trying to get him to move, but he was sat on the ground firmly, bawling his eyes out and refusing to move. She knew he couldn’t have been older than three years old. 

She looked around for anyone who could have been their mother, anyone willing to help, but everyone was running in the opposite direction. She turned her head to see the group of men getting closer and closer, and they were gaining fast. She was the only one around.

“I need to get you out of here,” she said, turning back to the two kids, voice urgent. “I’ll get you back to your mom, I promise.”

She tried to pick up the little boy, who immediately started shouting and fighting when she did so. He was on the verge of a full-blown breakdown, determined to stay exactly where he was no matter what she did. 

“He won’t let anyone but mom pick him up,” the little girl cried, “but I don’t know where mommy is!”

Seeing how frightened they were broke her heart. There was no getting them to move if she couldn’t pick the little boy up, but she couldn’t just leave them. She wouldn’t. She didn’t know what to do, and she was struggling to come up with something fast enough. With another glance over her shoulder, she realized she was out of time. They were too close now, seconds away and coming right towards them. 

“Hold onto him, and don’t let go!” she ordered the girl. Once the girl did as she said, she grabbed both of the kids and held them to her chest, making sure neither of them would get hit as she awaited the inevitable first—and what she expected to be the final—blow to hit. 

She felt a strong gust of air rush over her head, and at the sound of a fight right behind her, she held on tighter to the kids in her arms. She knew this was it. In a heartbeat, it’d be finished. She’d be finished. 

“Are you okay?”

The voice was closer than she expected, making her jump, but it sounded genuinely concerned. Chancing a glance behind her, she was met with a pair of soft brown eyes. 

She looked past the man to see what was going on, only just noticing that the commotion had stopped, and she could see that the group of men were all lying on the ground unconscious with a man holding a shield standing above them. Everyone knew who Captain America was, but she never expected to come across him herself. Knowing that the kids would be safe now, she looked back to the man in front of her and was shocked to see he had a pair of wings on his back. The Falcon. They were positioned in a way that was meant to shield them from any danger. 

She finally looked back at the Falcon. His eyes hadn’t left her the entire time, and he stayed put in front of them, as if he wanted to make sure nothing could happen to them even with the threat gone. 

Instead of answering the man, she turned back to the kids in her arms. They were still crying and scared, she knew they would be, but at least she knew they would be safe now. She scanned over them for any injuries, and once she knew they were unharmed, she cupped the little girl’s face to get her attention. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s okay now. You’re safe,” she assured her, speaking softly to help her calm down a bit. She stroked her cheek to gently wipe away her tears. She felt her own heart beating out of her chest, but she couldn’t focus on that right now. “I’m gonna get you back to your mom now, okay? Let’s go find your mom.” 

She glanced back at the man behind her again, who still hadn’t moved, before she eased the kids up into standing. The weight of the situation was finally catching up to her, her head swimming as she tried her hardest to focus on getting the kids back to their mom before anything else. She kept looking between them and the man who saved them. Stuttering, she said, “I… I need-”

“MOMMY!” the little girl called, grabbing her brother’s hand and running to meet the woman who was running towards them. 

She watched as the older woman dropped to her knees to meet her children in an embrace, her own tears streaming down her face as she held her children to her chest. The woman began kissing all over their faces and on the tops of their heads, and the woman’s voice was just loud enough for her to hear her repeating my babies to the children in her arms.

She was walking towards the family before she knew what she was doing. Her knees were screaming at her causing her to limp slightly, but she didn’t care. She needed to make sure they would be okay. Once she was close enough, the woman looked up at her and a look of gratitude crossed her face. 

“Thank you,” the woman managed to say through her tears. “Thank you for protecting my babies.” For a moment, she thought the woman was talking to the Falcon, the one who actually had saved her kids, but the woman was looking at her. 

“You don’t…” she started, beginning to shake her head, but she knew it would be pointless. Instead, she said, “I’m just glad you and your kids are safe.” 

She watched them a few more moments before the woman gathered her kids up and hurried away from the scene. She couldn’t blame them, she wanted to do the same. 

She suddenly remembered the man who had saved them. The Falcon (she couldn’t get over it). She turned back towards him, and this time she really took him in. His wings had retracted back into his suit, thankfully, as they had been very distracting. He was tall without being towering. His skin looked warm and sun-kissed with sharp cheekbones that made her wonder what he looked like when he smiled. He had a head of short, curly black hair, and those soft brown eyes. Those eyes that were still watching, a strange gleam present that hadn’t been there before. 

She didn’t really know what to say, feeling awkward, but she didn’t need to. Before she could even thank him, he spoke instead.

“Are you okay?” he asked again. Something told her that he wouldn’t leave until he knew she was.

“I’m fine,” she finally answered. She didn’t know if she was telling the truth or not, but she still wasn’t able to focus on how she really felt. The kids were safe, their mother was safe, and as far as she was concerned, that’s all that mattered. And this man made sure of that. “Thank you.”

The man seemed to relax a bit at that, his shoulders losing some of their tension. He opened his mouth to say something else, but another voice cut in. 

“Torres! We gotta go, man!” 

It was Captain America who interrupted (which was something she never thought she’d experience), having just been talking with the police who she hadn’t noticed had arrived. They were hauling the men—masks gone and in handcuffs now—into the backs of the police cars. The hero was inspecting their weapons, clearly waiting for the other man—Torres, apparently—to join back up with him. Torres looked between the two of them, seeming conflicted. Before either of them could say anything, they were once again interrupted. 

The sound of Jazzy calling her name snapped her out of whatever was going on, and she turned to see her roommate running straight towards her. Before she could comprehend what was going on, Jazzy was grabbing her arm and pulling her away, determined to get them away from anything else that might happen. She looked back at the man, Torres, and called out another thank you! before she let her roommate lead her away from the scene. 

—

In truth, she didn’t think she would ever see him again. Why would she? He was The Falcon, Captain America’s partner and a superhero in his own right. He had to have saved countless people all the time. He probably wasn’t even in DC anymore. There was no way she would see him again. 

But then she did. 

She volunteered at a local elementary school, and today they were taking the fifth graders down to the veterans rehabilitation center. They liked to decorate the walls with pictures and bring flowers for the veterans, wanting to try to brighten their days a bit and thank them for their service while doing so, and she liked being part of it as well. She couldn’t imagine what some of them have gone through, but she would sometimes sit in on the group sessions to try to understand more. It was why she made sure to take the kids there at least once every couple weeks.

“It was so nice seeing you and the kids again, sunshine!” the kind lady at the front desk said as she was getting them ready to leave. It was a nickname she had quickly picked up since they started going there, and it always made her laugh.

“Of course, Laura!” she replied. “I’m just glad they like coming down here as much as I do.”

Laura chuckled lowly. “Your visits always make everyones day. They may not say it often, but they appreciate it. More than you know.”

She smiled softly at that. “We try our best. We just want to show our respect and try to brighten things up for everyone, you know?”

“Don’t sell yourself short, hun. What you do with the kids and for everyone here, not many people would do it. We all appreciate everything you do around here. We appreciate you.”

She looked down bashfully at the older woman’s kind words. She never really knew what to say to that. Her eyes flicked back up to Laura. “Oh, I almost forgot!” She reached into her bag and pulled out a small bin. “I know you’ve been wanting to try Jazzy’s brownies.”

The wide grin that appeared on Laura’s face was enough for one to form on her’s as well. She nearly snatched the bin out of her hand, causing her to laugh. “You spoil me, sunshine!”

The two shared a few more words before she checked the time, knowing she needed to leave soon if she didn’t want the bus to leave without her. She said goodbye to Laura with a promise to be back the next week, and the other woman jokingly promised to be ready for more treats. With a wave and another smile to her friend, she began making her way to the front doors. She was in high spirits as she was preparing to leave, paying no mind to the man she passed on her way out until he called out to her. 

“Hey, it’s you!”

She almost didn’t stop, but when she looked around the area and saw it was mostly void of people, she figured it was her he was trying to get the attention of. When she stopped and turned around, her eyes widened when they met the same soft brown ones she first saw just the other day. 

“It’s you,” she repeated, not knowing what to say.

For a moment, she wondered how she could even miss him. Sure, he wasn’t wearing his suit or his wings and seemed, therefore, much less intimidating–not that he seemed intimidating in the first place, but he did save her life, and there’s just something about meeting a superhero face to face that makes a person feel overly self-aware. Without the suit on, you wouldn’t even assume he was a superhero, though in her head she was kicking herself because of course that was the point. He just seemed so normal, and she felt like she could pay more attention now that her life wasn’t on the line. He wore a dark green jacket over a black shirt and jeans, a pair of sunglasses hanging from one of the pockets. His shoulders filled out his jacket well, subtly showing off his built but lean muscles. Part of her wished she could remember what they looked like in his suit when they were more noticeable, and she mentally kicked herself again for thinking that about a complete stranger. His dark curls were styled simply and looked soft to the touch, and she was sure they were. 

Those eyes, though. Unlike before, his soft eyes were looking at her in pleasant surprise rather than concern, his lips quirking up in what was almost a smile. But that weird gleam she saw before was still there, and if anything, it was much more apparent than before.

It took her a few more seconds to realize neither one of them had said anything, her eyes glancing off to the side as her mind raced for something to say. He must’ve realized the same thing because his eyes widened suddenly, taking a step toward her once he knew he had her attention. 

“Sorry, um,” he began, searching for his words, “I just didn’t think I’d ever see you again, but I’m glad I did. How are you doing, after what happened?”

Her eyes widened slightly again, surprised by his words. “I-I’m doing fine,” she answered, but she wasn’t sure how much she believed herself. She added, “‘ve just been trying to get back to normal, is all.”

He seemed satisfied enough with her answer and started to nod, a small smile playing on his lips. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

His words surprised her again. In a burst of confidence, she replied with, “Well, I did have someone to save me.”

His smile grew as he looked down sheepishly, and she thought she heard him say just doing my job under his breath. When he looked back up at her, she thought she liked seeing that gleam in his eyes, especially when he smiled. She thought happiness looked good on him.

“What are you doing here?” she asked gently, suddenly remembering where she still was. 

“Oh, I’m here to meet my partner,” he answered. “He helps out with the counseling sessions when he can. But I’ve got some information I need to discuss with Cap.”

Somehow, it didn’t surprise her to hear that about Captain America. In fact, it made her respect him even more for trying to help people on a more personal level, not just fighting as a superhero. Saving lives on all fronts, she was sure. But the way he talked about why he was there was just vague enough to pique her interest, and just telling enough for her to understand she shouldn’t pry. She was going to find a way to politely remove herself from the conversation, but he spoke again before she could.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, repeating her own question. He cringed at the way it came out, so he quickly added, “I just mean, this is the last place I expected to see you. Are you in the military?”

She shook her head, nearly chuckling. “No, I’m not. The school I volunteer at brings some of the older students down here every few weeks. We like to bring flowers and write cards, you know, to try to show our respect and appreciation. Try to brighten up people’s days where we can.”

“You do all this?” He asked, gesturing toward the decorations on the walls and the flowers here and there. His eyes had widened in surprise again, and it was her turn to look down bashfully this time. 

“Not just me. It’s the kids, mostly, but I like to help out.”

He looked impressed, and something about the look on his face and those damn eyes caused her face to heat up. She wasn’t used to this kind of attention. 

“Well, I can confidently say that I’m not the only one around here who loves seeing all of the notes and decorations,” he said softly, the smile on his face filling her with a sense of warmth she hadn’t felt before. “It’s amazing what you’ve been doing. We all appreciate what you do. And the kids, of course.”

Something told her that he was speaking more for himself than he was for everyone else, and somehow she knew that he meant it toward her directly. The thought made her smile.

His face suddenly got more serious, though, instantly making her feel nervous. “What you did the other day, with those two kids, too. That was amazing.”

That was not something she was expecting, and she definitely didn’t know how to respond to it. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked down, suddenly feeling shy. “I did what anyone would do.”

But he was already shaking his head. “No, really. You saved those kids. I may be the one with wings, but you’re the real hero. It was incredible.”

When she glanced back up at him, she saw that a small smile had reappeared on his lips, and somehow, it was enough to ease some of the tension in her shoulders. It was enough to comfort her in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time, and it made her feel seen in a way she never had. All with one look, which is what really surprised her. She knew deflecting would be useless, so she settled with telling him, barely loud enough for him to hear, “Thank you.” And she meant it more than he knew.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked one final time.

She wanted to laugh that he wouldn’t let it go so easily. “I am, or I will be. I promise,” she answered, and she knew she was telling the truth this time. “Besides, this wouldn’t be my first time in a situation like that, and I’m sure it won’t be my last.” Now that got a good reaction out of him, even though it was the truth.

“Speaking of the kids, though,” she said before he could think about it too much, checking the time again and realizing she’d officially run out of time, “I have to get going so I don’t get left behind.” She looked him over one more time, trying to memorize as much as she could, before she began to turn away. “It was nice to see you again, and to talk. And thank you, again, for saving me.”

His smile warmed her from the inside out. “If it meant getting to see you again, I’d do it in a heartbeat.”

She forced herself not to shudder before turning around. She had only made it a few more steps before he suddenly stopped her again. 

“Wait!” he called, almost too loudly for the quiet hallway. “I didn’t ever get your name!”

She wanted to kick herself again. How had they gone this entire conversation without learning each other’s names? She glanced back over her shoulder, seeing that he had barely moved from his spot. With a warm smile directed at him, she told him her name.

Another smile began to form on his face in return, and it looked like he repeated her name under his breath. Their eyes met a final time before he responded with his own. “I’m Joaquin. It was really nice to meet you, too.”

She turned around before he could catch the wide grin that was beginning to form on her face against her will and tried to rush out of there as subtly as she could. As she went, she could just hear him, Joaquin, repeat her name a second time, and even from where she was she could hear a smile in his tone. She left the building with a bounce in her step and a warm feeling in her chest. 

All because of the Falcon who saved her.

#joaquin torres #joaquín torres #joaquin torres x reader #joaquín torres x reader #joaquín torres imagine #joaquin torres imagine #tfatws #danny ramirez #joaquin torres x ofc #joaquín torres x ofc #the falcon and the winter soldier #marvel fanfic #tfatws fic #marvel imagine #marvel fanfiction #marvel reader insert #marvel oc #tfatws fanfic

[stcverogers]

JULY FIC RECS!

what i’ve been reading and obsessing with over the month of july

this is extremely important and i take this very seriously out of respect for the community. please do remember to read the rules for the respective blogs before interacting with or reading them.

F: fluff A: angst S: smut

𖥻 - series

masterlist

CHRIS EVANS + CHARACTERS

F: the cool kid table by @sarahwroteathing daycare isn't for the cool kids

F: the lonely tree by @sarahwroteathing 𖥻 you are the muse in the back of steve's mind

F + A: lucky charms: hockey au by @drabblewithfrannybarnes 𖥻 a hockey au featuring various chris evans characters

F + A: the watermelon song by @the-bau-quinjet steve doesn't think he's young enough for you

F + A: to live, breathe, fight, and survive by @shmaptainhotchner in the middle of a war, you find out you're pregnant

F: with this ring by @touchstarvedirl babygirl thinks her dad doesn't love her

F: plum cobbler by @the-bau-quinjet 𖥻 steve rogers investigates the strange girl who keeps showing up at the tower with plum cobbler

F + A: sweet home georgia peach by @marvelcriminalhoe 𖥻 you and steve have been seperated for a while, you make the drive back to your hometown to finalise the divorce.

F + A: downshift by @navybrat817 ari levinson thinks you're way too good for his neighbour

F: actors on actors by @astranva you and chris are invited to the variety set for 'actors on actors'

F + A: i trust(ed) you by @likeahorribledream 𖥻 who would have thought yours and ransom's relationship was built upon a lie

F + A: no matter where i lay my head by @rodrikstark screw steve rogers and his friends

F + A: tomorrow by @just-dreaming-marvel 𖥻 you are steve’s greatest strength and greatest weakness.

F + A: on the run by @writing-for-marvel 𖥻 when you let steve and the team seek refuge in your home, the last thing you expected was to go on the run with him

F + A: everything and beyond by @rodrikstark 𖥻 the one where you like steve and steve likes you

F + S: what a world by @onsunnyside 𖥻 steven rogers was raised by the jungle, away from modern society. what happens then when you and a team from stark industries introduce yourself to him?

F: with you, i'm home by @sweetascanbee stuck in your local ikea after a snowstorm, steve rogers becomes your temporary husband

F: moving on by @intrepidacious steve rogers isn't one to speak with his words. instead, he draws.

F: the domestication of steven grant rogers - a study in red, white, and blue by @pedrito-friskito steve rogers is a man out of time, that was till he met a pretty dame in yellow

F: colour my heart by @marvelettesassemblenow the art supplies can't be the only reason why steve rogers keeps visiting the art shop round the corner

SEBASTIAN STAN + CHARACTERS

F + A: nostalgia for the new by @real-jane 𖥻 the first time you meet bucky barnes is when you find him laying in the corridor outside your door

F + A: bad reputation by @likeahorribledream 𖥻 you get a new job at natasha's autoshop and bucky is determined he's going to be the one to marry you

F + A: just one kiss by @sarahwroteathing 𖥻 ever since he was 10, all bucky ever wanted was just one kiss

F + A: mess is mine by @scrumptious-delusion 𖥻 bucky broke your heart five years ago. now that he's a professional boxer and you're happy with where you are in life, a date night out changes that...for the better?

F + A: a world of our own by @shreddedparchment 𖥻 you and the winter soldier are stranded on a deserted island. how will you survive?

F + A: a touch of ink by @deamstellarus 𖥻 you move to a new town hoping to start anew. not only did you fall in love with the place, two brunette boys wormed their way into your heart.

F + A: i'm with you by @wkemeup 𖥻 you cross paths with bucky during a flight delay

S + F: beach bum by @lanadelreyscokewhor3 plums on the beach

F: harmless by @shurisneakers 𖥻 bucky barnes does not get paid enough for this shit

F: drive? by @softlybarnes god damn it, bucky just wants to make out like teenagers

F: little lily by @raysheart bucky barnes does have a soft side afterall

F: well oiled machine by @vxntagedior you get into a car crash and his car is the last thing on his mind

F + A: neighbours by @melwilson bucky's on a mission and he sends you into a flurry of worry

F + A: sunrise by @wkemeup 𖥻 bucky's a retired army vet and finally takes the big step in visiting the local VA centre

F + A: sky full of song by @wkemeup 𖥻 a tale of two pirates

F + A: to build a home by @ussgallifrey 𖥻 bucky barnes and the family he has built with you

A: we deserved an ending by @buckystarlight a letter you wrote to bucky after he fell off the train

F + A: for the love of the game by @pellucid-constellations 𖥻 bucky barnes is a baseball jock, a grade a asshole, and you definitely do not put up with his shit.

F + A: the right for you-niverse by @real-jane 𖥻 when steve leaves you behind for the life he never got to have with peggy, bucky picks up the pieces of your broken heart

F + A: every dream gone by @intrepidacious bucky finally remembers you

TOMMY SHELBY

F + A: i meant no harm by @runnning-outof-time forced into an unhappy marriage, you find solace in little charlie

F + A: is love enough? by @retromafia you refuse to come second for the rest of your life

JOAQUÍN TORRES + MICKEY GARCIA

F + A: el tiempo nos alejó by @rodrikstark even after breaking up, joaquín is still the one person you can always rely on

F: call sign: fanboy by @buckyr00s how mickey got his call sign

F: his secret by @writingdumpster sam and bucky find out about joaquín's secret girlfriend

F: facts by @asgardwinter lines that should have never been crossed, were crossed

MISCELLANEOUS

A: like us by @spookydrreid (spencer reid) spencer finally introduces you to the bau and you don't recieve the reception you though you would

F + A: cursed by @shmaptainhotchner (baron zemo) zemo seeks your home for refuge

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan x reader #chris evans x reader #steve rogers x reader #spencer reid x reader #zemo x reader #tommy shelby x reader #joaquin torres x reader #claire’s fic recs

[t-nd-rfoot]

October & November // t-nd-rfoot fic recs

In the two months that I've been on this site, I've read so many amazing fics that I love to this day so I'm starting a monthly list of my fic recs! ✨

Also I want to be able to find these easier than scrolling through my blog

Please let me know if your titles need editing or if you prefer to not be tagged!

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Prompts "that sounds like you and me right there." by @bucky-barnes-diaries

Drabbles imagine bucky needing cuddles by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

One Shots Easy by @jadedvibes saturday. by @creativebeang

Series for the love of the game by @pellucid-constellations

Joaquin Torres

One Shots el tiemp nos alejó by @rodrikstark

Rhett Abbott

One Shots rumor by @bonitanightmxres sleep without you by @bonitanightmxres

Top Gun: Maverick

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Drabbles bob handing out candy by @rosesvioletshardy "what's your favorite type of rock?" by @aestheticpearl

One Shots bird strike by @writingdumpster Don't Touch My Boots by @thebirdandthebee drunk by @lorecraft pumpkin carving by @siempre-bucky return to me by @lt-bradshaw Scrapbook by @siempre-bucky The Six Times You Met Bob Floyd in School and The One Time You Didn't by @lt-natrace turducken, a fall story by @demxters

Series fall by @demxters (completed)

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

One Shots Birdstrike by @an-unknown-writers-world Come Hell or High Water by @awaywith-thefaeries Even Though I'm Leaving by @wombtotombx In Sickness and In Health by @fandomxpreferences Nothing to Lose by @topgun-imagines take the day by @siempre-bucky The Best Thing That's Ever Been mine by @sweetlittlegingy worth it by @hangmanbrainrot

Series baby, i'm high octane by @laracrofted (ongoing)

Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Headcanons Decorating for Christmas HCs by @fanboygarcia Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia dating single mom pilot!reader HCs by @fanboygarcia

Henry Cavill and Characters

Henry Cavill

Drabbles smitten by @hencav

One Shots cute distractions by @hencav

Captain Syverson

One Shots I Told You by @cinebration

August Walker

Drabbles my girls by @keanureevesisbae

One Shots Softy on the inside by @iamemy4

Formula 1

Mick Schumacher

One Shots staying away by @micks-afterglow

Daniel Ricciardo

Series waiting game by @sparkle-d (ongoing)

#t-nd-rfoot fic rec #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #joaquin torres #joaquin torres x reader #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #robert bob floyd #robert bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x reader #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #mickey fanboy garcia #mickey fanboy garcia x reader #fanboy x reader #henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #captain syverson #captain syverson x reader #syverson x reader #august walker #august walker x reader #mick schumacher #mick schumacher x reader #msc47 #daniel ricciardo #danny ric #daniel ricciardo x reader #dr3

[make-me-imagine]

Home For Christmas

12 Days of Christmas: Day 4

Plot: You think this Christmas will be the second one in a row without Joaquin home. But, unbeknownst to you, he has a surprise up his sleeve.

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x Gn!reader

A/N: I did not specify which 'Falcon' the ornament was referencing, so you can choose lol.

Warnings: None!

Words: 1k

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You had a grin on your face as you walked around the house showing Joaquin the decorations you had put up.

"And, here are our stockings!" You said cheerfully as you panned the camera to the stockings hanging above the fireplace.

You and Joaquin had made them together a few years before. It had been your first Christmas together. And now, this would be your second Christmas in a row apart.

You heard him chuckle. "And what about the ornaments on the tree?"

Turning the camera to the tree in the corner, you walked closer. "I've only put on the lights and tinsel so far. The ornaments were always your favorite part, it feels weird putting them on alone."

"Well maybe when I get some time to call tomorrow, you can prop me up and I can watch."

You smiled as you turned the camera towards your face. "I was hoping you'd say that."

He grinned at you "Did you get the one I sent you?"

Walking over to the table, you flipped the camera. "Yes, I did." You spoke with amusement as you lifted the Falcon themed ornament he had sent you.

"Nice! I want that one right up front!"

"Yes Sir." You chuckled.

Hearing a muffled noise in the background, you saw Joaquin's face change before he looked back into the camera.

"I gotta go love."

You were certain the disappointment showed in your face, but you tried to smile.

"Alright."

"I will see you later okay? I love you."

"I love you too." You smiled more brightly this time. "Be careful, and text me when you can, okay?"

"You got it." He winked as he waved goodbye.

Waving in return, you saw the screen go black before the call ended. You sighed as you looked over at the tree, feeling your chest tighten a bit. It never felt right when he wasn't here, especially around the holidays. It had been nearly two months since you saw him last, you had both been so busy with work, which unfortunately kept you separate recently.

Setting your phone down, you walked around the house, the only sound you could hear was the padding of your feet on the tile. Recalling two years before, when you and Joaquin decorated the house, you felt a hint of melancholy wash over you.

The whole house had smelled like cookies, as Christmas music played over the speakers. You and Joaquin danced around together, as you decorated. Fighting playfully over which decorations went on the tree that year, before you decided to put all of them. Remembering how crowded and ridiculous the tree looked, you smiled.

After setting out a few more decorations, and cleaning up the kitchen, you headed up the stairs to take a shower. You tried to distract your thoughts with the final few Christmas present you still had to buy.

One decently long shower later, you got dressed, and walked out of the bathroom. You only made it a few steps before you stopped, your heart picking up pace as you felt your senses go into overdrive.

The soft sound of Christmas music could be heard from downstairs. Looking at your phone, you checked to see if you had connected to the speakers. Seeing this was not the case, you slowly and quietly walked towards the stairs.

Peering down the stairway, you could hear the music better, and you heard the sound of soft footsteps near the kitchen. Your heart began pounding in your chest as you quietly made our way down the steps, trying not to make a sound.

Did a family member stop by? A friend? Or was this worse? Your hands were clenched as you tried to remain calm, but prepared.

As you made your way onto the floor, you reached over and pulled an umbrella from the stand by the front door. Stepping around the corner, your whole body jolted as you saw someone standing in the kitchen.

The person stood upright out of surprise as you rounded the corner.

Your heart seemed to jump through your chest at the sight, as emotion welled through you quickly.

"Joaquin?" Your voice was a shrill whisper.

Joaquin's eyes darted from the umbrella in your hand to your face as he grinned "Did I scare you?"

"Did yo- Joaquin!" You threw the umbrella to the ground as you ran over to him.

He rounded the counter quickly as he scooped you into his arms, lifting you off the ground momentarily.

"What are you doing here!?" You voice was heavy with emotion as you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck.

His familiar scent washed over you and you felt tears well in your eyes. You shut them tightly as you heard him chuckle.

"I wanted to surprise you. There was no way I was gonna let you spend two Christmas's in a row without me."

As you let go of each other, you looked into his face and smiled before you softly smacked his shoulder.

"You know I hate being caught by surprise."

He grinned "Even by me?"

You smiled and shook your head as you tugged his collar, pulling him into another hug "You're the exception"

He hugged you tightly before pulling away to press a kiss to your cheek. You gently cupped his face, before you kissed, your chest heavy with emotion and excitement.

When you pulled way he spoke softly in a sing song voice "I got you."

You rolled your eyes lightly "Yes, you did. Where were you when we were talking earlier?"

"Airport." He said with a cheeky smile.

"So you're home for Christmas?" You asked, your voice hopeful.

He nodded "And a bit longer, I got a pretty decent leave. By the time I have to go, you'll be ready to get rid of me."

You shook your head "That would never happen."

He smiled as he pulled you into another quick kiss.

"Now, how about we turn up the Christmas music, make some hot cocoa, and decorate the tree huh?"

A grin spread across your face as you nodded. You let out a startled laugh as Joaquin suddenly scooped you up into his arms and began carrying you into the next room. You held tightly onto him, as joy washed over you.

This was a Christmas you'd never forget.

xx End xx

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I hope to write more for Joaquin in the future (this is the first thing I've written for him) so if you want to be tagged in future fics for him, let me know!

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[tom-whore-dleston]

Home is Wherever I'm With You

Pairing ▹ roommate!Joaquin Torres x f. reader

This fic contains ▹ fluff, some angst, implied smut, idiots in love, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, smoking weed, hospitals, mention of gunshots, a lot of pancakes

Word Count ▹ 2k

Summary ▹ Oh, home, let me come home | Home is wherever I'm with you

Notes ▹ Finally got around to completing my submission for @the-slumberparty’s Across the Universe (week 4) challenge. This fic is inspired by this moodboard from an old sleepover. Feel free to listen to the playlist for extra vibes! This is unbeta'ed so I take full responsibility for all the errors. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed! 😊

You didn’t understand the phrase “home is where the heart is'' until you moved in with Joaquin Torres.

This living arrangement happened by chance, a chance that you were grateful to have stumbled upon. After deciding it was time for you to leave the nest, you found a place for rent that also had a few other roommates. One of them being Joaquin.

You met Joaquin and the other roommates before moving in with them. Luckily, you all hit it off right away and settled in fairly quickly. But you found yourself really close to Joaquin. He was the one roommate that had a similar schedule to yours. You both would wake up late in the morning before heading to work, and then come home in the darkest hours of the night. 

The first time you discovered how late Joaquin returned home from work was the night your friendship began. After coming home from a long day, you decided to treat yourself to a batch of pancakes. The rest of your roommates were heavy sleepers so you rarely disturbed them. Since you were occupied with the pancakes, you didn’t hear Joaquin come through the door. He waltzed into the kitchen upon smelling the pancakes and crept up behind you. 

“I bet those would taste amazing with bananas,” Joaquin commented nonchalantly. You whipped your head around, swatting the spatula in his direction and accidentally coating his nose with batter.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry!” You gasped, attempting to clean the mess from his face. “I thought you were an intruder. I didn’t mean to hurt you…or cover you in pancake batter.”

Joaquin snickered. “Don’t worry, you didn’t hurt me at all. But I admire your self defense skills. I think that will give me motivation to keep the bathroom clean.”

You joined in his laughter. “I think I made enough for you if you’d like some pancakes. You might have to slice your own bananas, though.” 

With that, you and your roommate shared the short stacks while getting to know one another better. This ritual of late night snacks after work persisted until the conversations grew louder to the point of accidentally waking one of your other roommates. Since that incident, you and Joaquin decided it would be best to meet one another at the 24 hour diner down the street. 

Over time, your roommates moved out one by one until you and Joaquin were left to hold down the fort. The two of you living together consisted of movie binges on the weekends, checking out the monthly farmer’s market, dancing while cleaning the perimeter of the house, and taking walks along your street during sunset. Slowly, but surely, you were falling deeply in love with Joaquin. 

You knew you had strong feelings for him when you both decided to buy a bookshelf for your ever growing book collection. While building the bookshelf, you jammed the hammer against your finger, causing you to shriek in pain and the rest of your body to go numb. All you remembered before blacking out was your roommate rushing to your side and carrying you out the house bridal style. A few hours later, you woke up in the hospital with a cast wrapped around your finger and a relieved Joaquin holding a bouquet of roses and baby's breaths. The smell of the flowers and his sweet, handsome face instantly brought you comfort.

“Shouldn’t you be at work right now?” You asked upon noticing the time on your bedside.

“I told Sam what happened and he ordered that I stay here with you.” You gave him a sad look, feeling bad that your clumsiness caused him to miss out at work. Joaquin smiled, patting your hand. “Don’t worry, Sam is understanding.” The softness of his hand against yours sent butterflies to your stomach. Your heart began to swell as if it would explode inside your chest from all the feelings you were experiencing in that moment. His touch, his smile, his affection for you. It was all clear to you then. You were in love with Joaquin Torres. 

After returning home from the hospital, Joaquin spent the entire week by your side, making sure you were taken care of. Sure, you were a grown up and could care for yourself, but you appreciated how your roommate reminded you that you don’t have to be alone in the healing process. He would sing softly while tending to your finger and let you smoke some of his weed to ease the pain. Once you started feeling better, you and Joaquin finished building the bookcase together and he offered to read one of his favorite stories to you.

One day while Joaquin read to you, Sam called him, notifying him of an emergency assignment and was expected to leave right away. The night before he left, you and Joaquin crashed on the couch after getting high and watching an alien documentary on Netflix. You fell asleep before he did, and, naturally, your body curled up next to his as you dozed off. He listened to your snores for a few minutes before planting a tender peck on top of your head. Before he knew it, Joaquin drifted off to sleep.

You woke up alone in the living room, searching for Joaquin. Instead, you were met with a note on the coffee table.

Sorry I couldn’t give a proper goodbye. You looked so peaceful sleeping, I would have been a horrible friend to wake you up. I’ll see you in a month!

-J

While your roommate was away on mission, you spent your days sulking and missing him. You tried to go on with your routine as if he was still there, but things felt empty and meaningless. The pancakes from the diner didn’t taste as fluffy when you ate alone. The music you listened to while cleaning the house didn’t lift your mood the way it did with Joaquin. His favorite stories didn’t sweep you away to another world the way it did when he read them. The flowers around your house died faster, even though you tended to them the same way you always had. You didn’t even bother taking walks or going to the farmer’s market by yourself. It was the longest month you had ever experienced in your life. 

Meanwhile, Joaquin could not wait to fly back home to you. The days were long and draining, and it seemed as if he and Sam were constantly running into dead ends. What kept him motivated during this difficult mission was a photo booth strip he kept of you and him at the summer fair. Even though looking at the pictures made him miss you dearly, he was hopeful of the day he would reunite with him.

“Is that the roommate?” Sam inquired from behind Joaquin’s shoulder. The Falcon’s cheeks warmed up and he began smiling like a smitten school boy. Joaquin didn’t need to say anything for Sam to know what was on his mind.

“So, are you ever going to tell her you love her?” Captain America added with a quirked eyebrow. 

“I’ve been wanting to. I just get nervous.” Joaquin peered down at his combat boots. “She’s my best friend, Sam. I don’t want to ruin that.”

“Ouch, and after all we’ve been through, I thought I was your best friend.” Sam’s joke led to Joaquin letting out a small chuckle. “No, but seriously, you will feel much more free once you just tell her.” The younger lad nodded, imagining all the best case scenarios of confessing his love for you. His daydreams of you were cut off by the gunshots that echoed in the distance.

The end of the month finally rolled around, yet there was no sign of Joaquin. Anxiety took over your body as you wondered why he hasn’t come home yet. Part of you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt, but your sadness made your mind wander to anything and everything that could have gone wrong. You dragged yourself to work as you have been doing for the entirety of Joaquin’s absence. While you worked, you stared at the matching photo booth strip pinned to the wall of your office. A hot tear streamed down your cheek, longing to see Joaquin’s face and hear his voice again.

After work, you came home, ready to settle into your comfy bed. You sighed loudly as you hopped out of your car, slamming the driver’s door shut and locking it behind you. All of a sudden, your eyes landed on a motorcycle that you haven’t seen in over a month. Then, you saw light coming from inside the house. Could it be?

You ripped off your work pumps, bolting into the house barefoot in hopes that your mind wasn’t playing tricks on you. As you entered through the front door, the delicious scent of bananas and vanilla filled your nostrils. Your heart bursted at the seams upon the sight you found in the kitchen. Joaquin was humming along to your favorite song while drizzling a stack of banana pancakes with syrup. As if sensing your presence, he beamed a sparkling smile while turning to face you. 

“I came home an hour ago to an empty home. Figured you were still at work and you’d probably be hungry when you come back.” He paused, glancing at the plate on the counter. “I made sure to add bananas this time.”

Your lips trembled as you fought the urge to cry. You wanted to run and jump into his arms, feel his warmth bring you back to life, kiss the lips you have been aching to taste for an entire year. All you could do was drop your bag and heels by your side as you succumbed to the tears that fell from your face. Joaquin took that as his signal to step closer to you. He caressed your face, wiping the tears from your eyes. 

“I missed you,” you croaked, finally embracing him tightly. Your hearts beat in sync with one another, as if that was the way the universe wanted it.

“I missed you too.” He stroked the back of your head before making space to gaze into your glossy eyes. “It’s hard to be away from the girl I am madly in love with.” You couldn’t help but let out a tearful giggle at the words that left Joaquin’s mouth. It felt as if all of your wildest dreams were coming true. Yet it was only the beginning.

“Being The Falcon requires me to travel the world so often, and to see places I’ve always wanted to visit. But none of that matters to me because despite where I go, I find myself wanting to be wherever you are instead.”

“I love you, Joaquin.” You started to close the space between you and him. The tips of your noses brushed together, the heat from your breaths mingling like your feelings for one another.

“I love you, too, cariño.” With that, he finally pressed his lips against yours. You kissed one another with a passion that no one could snuff out. His lips were sweeter than the pancakes that were long neglected on the counter. Joaquin lifted you up and you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist as he led you to the couch where you both professed your love throughout the rest of the night.

When you both woke up the next morning, bare bodies intertwined under the thin blanket, you felt a sense of belonging. It was unfamiliar to the two of you, but it was a feeling you accepted with open arms. You and Joaquin were both hopeful of the future that you were ready to build together like the bookcase filled with stories you hoped would become your reality. After locking eyes for what seemed like eternity, Joaquin kissed you with fervor, and you picked up where you left off from last night.

He was home, and so were you.

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[fluffyprettykitty]

No Room For Worries

Pairing: Joaquin Torres x gn! reader (no other specifications)

Word Count: 563 words

Outline: Filled with worry at Joaquin's absence until he finally texts you.

Author’s Note: Requested by the delightful @happypopcornprincess. She also writes for all Danny Ramirez characters so if you don't know her already you should definitely check her out! Baby, I hope you like this and thank you so much for your kind words!

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Main Masterlist ・❥・Joaquin Torres Masterlist

It wasn't easy dating Joaquin Torres. He was gorgeous, the kindest man you ever met, and an absolute sweetheart but his work both in the military and by Captain America's side as the Falcon left you filled with worry every single time he left. 

You had gotten used to him, leaving you in the middle of the night or really in the middle of anything to go and join Sam wherever he needed to, and even though you had met him and all the team involved, you still couldn't help yourself. 

All you do is pace back and forth inside your small apartment dressed in his favorite green hoodie and his grey sweatpants. You got music on and you're trying to calm yourself down even though it's been more than thirty hours since Joaquin has last called you. 

Suddenly a beep is heard. You jump to the couch to grab your phone and excitedly gaze at his name on the screen. A simple "I miss you, I'll be home, soon" followed by a smiley face. You suddenly felt calmer and happily danced around the room on your own. 

Two hours later you were doing laundry. You had just put one wash in and were putting the clothes in the drying rack. The tv was on loud in the other room so you could still hear the re-run of the show you were watching. 

The distinct sound of a motorcycle engine was heard and momentarily you thought how similar to your boyfriend's Harley it sounded. You chuckle at the thought as you place the last shirt on the rack and move to close the door and return to the living room. 

Then the doorbell rang. Confused at how late at night it was, almost 11 pm, you try to quietly go to the door eyehole. Only to be greeted with the sight of your tall boyfriend with his hair all loose and wet, dressed in a black leather jacket and holding his helmet around his elbow. 

Excitedly you open the door and hug him immediately. You are wrapping your hands around his back, not caring at all about getting wet. 

"Carino, tranquilla. I missed you, too. Let's get inside. " You protest, squeezing him tighter. All he can do is laugh at your reaction. "I got food in my backpack. I wanna make sure it hasn't got soaking wet." 

"What happened? Why are you wet?" You stare at him, patting his shoulders and arms with your hands before trying to remove his backpack. 

"Rain caught me about fifty miles from here and then I couldn't do anything else than keep driving. We were in San Francisco and I wanted to get these amazing sandwiches from a local chain." 

“Oh baby, you’re so sweet.”

“And drenching wet.”

"You should take a shower and put on fresh clothes because I don't want you to catch a cold. " 

You take him by the hand leading him inside the room and carefully help him off his clothes, You took the shower together amongst many giggling and kisses. The worry in your heart had settled now into the rhythm of love.

The sandwiches were thankfully okay, the backpack had many layers so they stayed safe but unfortunately the next morning Joaquin woke up with a cough. 

Not that you minded at all. You would nurse him right back into health. 

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[writingdumpster]

not enough

pairing: Joaquin Torres x reader

warnings: none, just fluff

word count: 1,350

summary: When Joaquin gets an offer to be an Avenger you feel insecure.

Joaquin was late coming to your place. He was there at 5:48 every single day. At least the ones where he was in town. Today he wasn’t at your door until 5:51 but when he got there he had a bouquet of pink tulips.

“Hey, babygirl,” Joaquin greeted as you opened the door.

“You got me flowers?” You asked with a flustered grin.

“We’re celebrating,” Joaquin said and held out the flowers to you as he walked through your door. He stole a quick kiss as you took the bouquet into your hands. The two of you went to sit on the couch. You left the flowers on the coffee table. Joaquin grabbed your body and pulled you so that your legs were over his lap and he could have his arms around you. You leaned towards him, catching his lips in a warm and tender kiss. His lips were like velvet against yours.

“What are we celebrating?” You asked when you pulled away, your forehead still pressed to his. Joaquin smiled.

“I had a meeting with Sam today,” he said. You leaned away so you could get a better view of your boyfriend.

“What did he want?”

“He wants me to join the Avengers,” Joaquin said. Your eyes widened and your jaw went slack. You were quiet for a moment too long.

“That’s amazing!” You exclaimed as happily as you could. Joaquin’s smile fell. You were happy for Joaquin. You were. But if he was an Avenger the end of your relationship would be around the corner. Joaquin would either grow too busy for you or the idea that constantly haunted you: he would find someone better.

“What’s wrong?” He asked immediately. Joaquin never wanted to beat around the bush.

“Why would something be wrong? You’re going to be an Avenger, J. I’m so proud of you.” The last part was true.

“Baby. Whatever it is, let’s just talk about it now.” Joaquin had always been a strong advocate for open and clear communication. You gave him a gentle smile.

“No. We should just celebrate tonight,” you said. “This is about you.” Joaquin furrowed his eyebrows.

“You know that I can’t relax when I know you’re upset,” he reminded you. You sighed.

“I’m happy for you, J. It’s just…” You hesitated. Joaquin took your hand in his, winding his fingers between your own. He gave your hand a small squeeze.

“Just tell me, mi amor,” he said.

“I don’t want to lose you,” you confessed. Joaquin’s eyes softened.

“They’re gonna train me more, babygirl. There’s a strong team and I’ll be safe.”

“It’s not that. I mean it’s not not that, but that’s not what I mean,” you told him. You stood from his lap. Joaquin stood and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“If you’re an Avenger, you’re not going to need me anymore,” you said sadly.

“What are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I need you?” Joaquin was puzzled. You looked up at Joaquin for a moment before turning your eyes to the ground.

“I won’t be enough for you anymore.” There was a long pause while he took in your words.

“Not enough for me?” Joaquin asked in disbelief. He looked almost hurt by your words, like he couldn’t believe that you would ever think that of him. He tipped your chin so that he could look into your eyes. “Baby, you are everything to me.” A tear slipped down your cheek.

“But that’ll all change, J. You’re gonna be traveling the universe and fighting aliens and I’ll still just be a normal girl with no superpowers,” you said.

“I don’t need someone with superpowers. I need you. Only you,” he said firmly. You shook your head dismissively, pulling yourself from his arms and stepping back.

“You’ll find someone better,” you said dejectedly. Joaquin looked at you. You wouldn’t meet his eyes. He was shocked. He had thought you might be worried about him taking the job, but not because of this. He felt awful that you would ever think that he would want anyone besides you. He pursed his lips as he made a decision.

“I’m not taking the job,” Joaquin said firmly. Your head shot up to meet his eyes.

“What are you talking about? Of course you are! You have to!” You exclaimed.

“Not if it’s going to make you feel this way,” he said.

“Joaquin, you have to take the job. You can’t hold yourself back like that for me,” you said.

“Baby, don’t you get it? All I want is you. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy,” he said. “I’m not taking the job,” he finished. Your heart felt like someone was squeezing it.

“Joaquin—” You started to argue.

“If you don’t feel comfortable with me taking the job then I’m not taking it,” he started. “I love you. I want you. For the rest of my life.” You were quiet for a moment.

“For the rest of your life?” You whispered in disbelief. Joaquin’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d let slip. He gathered his confidence and smiled softly after a moment.

“And any lives I have after this one,” he added. He stepped towards you again. You raised your arms to rest atop his shoulders as his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt so they could lay on your skin.

“You’re serious?” You asked. Joaquin nodded.

“I’ve known for a while now,” he said. “I thought you could tell how I felt about you. I should’ve just told you.”

“I love you,” you said. Joaquin leaned down and kissed you passionately. You parted your lips and his tongue slid into your mouth. The kiss took your breath away. When he pulled away you felt lightheaded for a moment as the wave of his affections washed over you. You smiled as you opened your eyes.

“You’re gonna make a great Avenger,” you said. Joaquin gave you a small smile.

“You’re sure that you’re okay with it? You say the word and I’ll call Sam to tell him I don’t want it,” he said.

“I’m sure. The world needs you. Almost as much as I do,” you said. Joaquin kissed your forehead.

“I love you.”

“Thanks for the flowers, baby,” you said as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“I bought the flowers as a bribe actually.”

“A bribe?” You questioned.

“Well, the new Avengers headquarters is going to be in upstate New York–” he started.

“I want to move with you,” you said. You paused suddenly. “I mean…Is it okay if I move with you?” Joaquin chuckled.

“That’s what I was going to ask you, babygirl.” You hummed happily. A comfortable silence fell over the two of you as you stood with your arms around each other. You were swaying back and forth to the sounds of music that existed only in your heads.

“So, are you getting a fun superhero name?” You asked. Joaquin smiled.

“They’re gonna call me Falcon, since Sam isn’t using it anymore.”

“Do you at least get your own colors?” You asked.

“If I do, you can pick for me,” he said.

“Go with green. It brings out your eyes,” you said. Joaquin leaned away to tip your chin up and kiss you softly.

“I’m sorry you didn’t know how I felt about you,” he said. “I’m never going to let you feel that way again.” You smiled.

“Don’t be sorry, J. I get it now.” Joaquin smiled.

“Good. No matter what, you’re always going to be the thing I care about most in this world.”

“Stop being so sweet, I’m going to start crying again,” you said.

“Please don’t. Breaks my heart to see you cry, babygirl,” Joaquin said. You let out an audible happy sigh.

“You’re perfect, J,” you said. “The world needs you.”

“Then it needs you more, mi amor.” Joaquin kissed you softly once more. He kept his forehead pressed against yours, your noses bumping against one another’s. “I’m nothing without you.”

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[kyleraynermybeloved]

25 Day Holiday Event '23 -Masterlist

The winter holiday is one of my favorite times of the year (tied with Halloween), and I wanted to do a fun fic event for y'all! Each day of December, from the 1st to the 25th, I will post a new fic and keep this masterlist updated as I go!

***NOTE, for those who don't celebrate Christmas I will put labels on the ones that are Xmas focused so you can skip them if you'd like, but all of them will be winter oriented.

Key: ❄️= Not Christmas at all 🎄= Christmas mentioned 🎁= Christmas focused

Masterlist

(Coming Soon)

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[writing-for-marvel]

For the Stardust Reblog Challenge: Summer Edition hosted by @liraketo

These are all the fics I've read in September. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

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

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

💧 Time After Time (series) by @intrepidacious

🔥😈 Devour (series) by @buckets-and-trees

💧💗🔥 Secret Door (series) by @buckyownsmylife

😈🔥 A Stranger Arrives by @witchywithwhiskey

💗 Rained Out by @mindingmyownbusiness

💧💗 Blood Sweat and Tears by @treatbuckywkisses

🔥 Dirty Little Secret by @vellicore

💗 Don’t Tell Bucky by @lives-in-midgard

💗 Hypothetically Speaking by @littleseasiren

🔥 Distracted by @sunshinebuckybarnes

💗 Screen Lesson by @vilentia

💗 Post apocalyptic Bucky by @fluffyprettykitty

💧💗🔥 Replace Me by @fandoms-writings

💗🔥 Hold Me Down by @flordeamatista

🔥 Impure Thoughts Part One | Part Two by @samodivaa

💗 Imagine calling Bucky while he’s at work by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Steve Rogers

💗 Tall and Two Sugars by @sarahghetti

💗 The Moment He Knew by @/sunshinebuckybarnes

💧 imagine Steve’s anger when you go off book during a mission by @theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction

💧💗 He Comes Back by @imtryingbuck

💧💗 Handsome Stranger by @/lives-in-midgard

🔥 Can’t Wait That Long by @worksby-d

Sam Wilson

🔥 Touch Me by @galatially

💗 Contentment by @/fluffyprettykitty

💧💗 Don’t Tell My Boyfriend, It’s Not What He’s Made For by @wwilsonbarness

🔥💗 Dancing’s When I Think of You by @targaryenvampireslayer

💗 You and I Were Fireworks by @feelmyskinonyourskin

💧💗 Desperately Seeking Sam by @onceuponastory

Joaquin Torres

🔥 Inexperienced Joaquin by @/fluffyprettykitty

💗 Mixup by @blackbat05

Peter Parker

💧💗 Shaken (Not Stirred) by @cocoamoonmalfoy

Joel Miller

💗 Dancin’ in the Dark by @jobean12-blog

💗 Fall In Love by @/jobean12-blog

💗 Late Night Movie by @holacia3

💗 Date Night by @/holacia3

Multiple Characters

💧💗 Sleep Deprivation by @brandycranby [Steve Rogers, Andy Barber, Curtis Everett, Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen & Ransom Drysdale]

💧💗 Romance Tropes with Marvel Characters by @angelltheninth [Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson, Tony Stark, Kate Bishop, Peter Parker]

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I wanna see Joaquin and Bucky be friends and hug...

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