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The Tower - Under the Table

The Tower - Under the Table

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Pairing: Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 4585

Warnings: smut (ten personal bixexual orgy, oral sex, vaginal fingering, anal sex, some use of powers, blindfolds)

Synopsis: It’s Elly’s birthday, and after dinner the group have their own special kind of party game, one where they find out how well they know each other, and who can keep a good poker face.

Author’s Note: Long time no update! I’ve been writing really slow at the moment. But I am still doing these if you have requests. This one was Requested by bubsanddoll21 on Wattpad. You can send in your requests too.

Takes place between The Tower and The Holiday Special

Under the Table

In the early days of my relationship with the Avengers, it was a rare event that all of us had a meal together at a table. Ten people at a table felt more like a dinner party than a date. Sitting around on the couches just felt more familiar and comfortable. So when we did sit down to eat, it was a special occasion.

This one was my birthday.

The others had wanted to do something special, so they decorated the conference room and Bucky, Sam, and Wanda had cooked a large meal. It was nice and at the point where most of us had finished eating, Tony leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head. “We should have brought some games up with us,” he said. “I could go a few rounds of Cards Against Humanity right now.”

“I could go down and get something,” Steve offered.

“You’re still eating, Steve,” Wanda said. “Someone else can go.”

“Or!” Clint said, waggling his eyebrows. “Or… we could play a different kind of game.”

“Why do I get the feeling that you’re not talking about charades?” Sam asked.

“Because you know me too well, Sammy,” Clint said. “I saw this thing…”

“What have I told you about watching that stuff on the company wifi?” Tony scolded.

Clint smirked at him. “To invite you along when I do,” he teased and stuck his tongue out at Tony. “Anyway, as I was saying; I saw this thing. Someone gets under the table and starts going down on someone. And if the person getting blown or eating out gives it away that it’s happening to them, they have to go under the table. And if someone guesses the wrong person, it’s them. Like a Blow Job Roulette.”

“Okay, that sounds fun,” I said. “Can we?”

There was a murmur around the table, and one by one everyone agreed it sounded like it could be fun.

“Birthday girl goes first,” Sam said.

“Shouldn’t I be the one that gets eaten out first?” I countered.

“But then we’d all know it was you, and you’d just end up under the table,” Sam argued. “You might as well start down there.”

I laughed. The logic was flawed, but I figured it was as good a place as any. “Alright, pants off everyone,” I said, slipping off my chair onto my knees under the table. Everyone shuffled around, some of them just opening their pants and pulling their cocks out, while others stood and pushed their pants all the way down. Wanda and Natasha were both wearing skirts, so they just took off their panties and hoisted up their skirts. It was quite a sight under the table. Nine people all around me, pants down, and legs spread. Some of the men were already half-hard. I looked around, picking my target.

Of all the members of the group, Wanda was calling to me the most. She was wearing thigh-high black socks, heeled boots, and a black skirt that was bunched up. Her legs were spread and the little thatch of pubic hair glistened invitingly.

I crawled over to her, putting my hands on her thighs. She tensed and I ducked my head forward, licking up her slit. I wondered what she looked like right now. How she was hiding what was happening. If she was hiding it. From where I was, it seemed so obvious. Her muscles had clenched and she’d tilted her hips forward. I could even feel a slight shake in her thighs. I couldn’t imagine it not being totally obvious from above the table, but if she was, no one had said anything yet.

I pushed my tongue inside her and flicked it up over her clit, painting little shapes over it. She squirmed and her cunt flooded, and as the tart, musky flavor of her slick filled my mouth, Bucky, Tony, and Clint all called out at once. “Wanda!”

“No fair!” Wanda whined as I pulled away.

“That’s the game, Wanda,” Sam said. “Now under the table.”

I crawled out and wriggled out of my pants as Wanda climbed in under the table. I sat down and nothing seemed to happen for a while. I could hear Wanda moving under the table for a moment, and then after that, it was just the sounds of people picking at the last of the food and random conversation in the group.

All of a sudden Clint yelped and practically rocketed up off his chair. “Wanda!” he scolded. “No powers!”

She got up giggling as everyone burst out laughing. “Did someone get invaded by some pink light?” Tony teased.

“That’s one way to put it,” Clint said as he climbed under the table.

It took a really long time before the next person became clear. I was studying everyone very closely, and the only thing that had me wondering was the slightly bored looks in the eyes of Natasha and Tony. Which made me think it was more likely Tony as he usually dominated the conversation. It wasn’t until his brow furrowed and he moved his hand under the table that I knew for sure it was him.

“Tony!” I yelled, pointing at him. “It’s you!”

“Ah, shit,” Tony said, reaching under the table with both hands and began to rut his hips. “Wait, Clint, I’m nearly done.”

“Hey now,” Steve said. “You can wait like the rest of us.”

Clint made a choked sound and stumbled out from under the table, his eyes watering, and he wiped his mouth. “Jesus,” he cursed. “Tony was a terrible choice.”

“Oh, baby,” Tony said, as he smoothed down his shirt. “The amount of calls I’ve taken while I’ve been balls deep in someone.”

“Alright, alright, get under the table smart ass,” Steve said.

Tony laughed as he climbed under, and I decided on a completely different strategy. I glanced around the table, trying to see if anyone had given it away, but at the same time, I tensed my hands and took in a shaky breath.

“Elly!” Clint, Steve, Natasha, and Sam all said at once.

“No!” I shouted and Bruce groaned. “It’s Bruce!”

“You little…!” Natasha scolded. “That was evil!”

Tony had broken down into laughter under the table and he crawled his way out. “That was awesome,” he said. “Now what? Do all of you have to get under the table?”

“Might I suggest that we alter the game?” Thor asked. “Perhaps, rather than all of us trying to work out who is being pleasured, Lady Elise should be blindfolded and have to work out which of her lovers is pleasuring her.”

“I think that sounds like a fantastic idea,” Natasha said. “If she can guess, then they can make her come. If not, she just gets edged.”

“What do you think of that, Elise?” Steve asked.

I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, please. It is my birthday after all.”

“We might need lube and something to blindfold El with,” Sam said. “I mean - if we’re going to have real fun that is.”

Wanda lifted her loop scarf off over her head, and Tony, Clint, Natasha, and Thor all fished in their pockets and pulled out lube. What was funny was none of them had the same kind of lube. Tony had the warming gel kind, Clint’s was espresso flavored, Natasha’s doubled as a massage gel, and Thor’s was an oil he’d brought from Asgard and came in a delicate-looking, hand-blown glass bottle.

Steve and Wanda approached me as the others started clearing the table. “Let’s get you ready, Elise,” Steve said.

Steve lifted my shirt off over my head and Wanda unfastened my bra. I let the fabric slip down my arms and Steve tossed both it and my bra aside. Wanda kissed me softly and then wrapped the scarf around the top of my head, obscuring my vision. When it was in place properly, and I had assured them I couldn’t see anything, Steve lifted me and put me on the table.

I lay back and lifted my legs, spreading them and resting my feet at the edge of the table. They made me wait a moment, and while I waited, they were clearly not keeping their hands to themselves. There were moans and the soft wet sounds of kissing around me, which only made that wait worse.

My thighs were trembling by the time someone touched me. Right away I knew it was one of the guys and not Natasha or Wanda, and given the fact that he touched me with both hands, and they were both flesh, I knew it wasn’t Bucky either.

There was no preamble. Whoever it was just lunged in and began to lap up the length of the slit. They didn’t even try spreading me with their fingers, rather their tongue pushed between my folds and just got to work. I could feel the scratch of their beard. Yet, even without that, they were very skilled with their tongue. It started wide, sweeping up from my entrance to my clit, and then began to focus on the little but, sending little jolts through me. I didn’t even need the extra sensation of their long hair tickling the insides of my thighs, I knew it was Thor. The size of his hands, the beard, and the technique all screamed the god of thunder to me.

“Mmm… Thor,” I moaned, lifting my hips to meet his mouth.

A deep booming chuckle sounded between my legs and Thor sent a jolt of electricity right through my clit making my body jerk up hard. I nearly came just from that.

“How do you even do that?” Tony laughed. “You are too good at this game.”

“You gotta make me come now,” I said breathlessly, reaching down to tangle my hands into Thor’s hair.

“Don’t worry, lover. I will,” Thor said.

He was good to his word. He pulled my clit between his lips and began to flick his tongue over it. Every now and again, he’d send another spark into it, that made my core muscles clench completely out of my control. It brought me careening to the edge very quickly and the fourth time he did it, the dam burst and I came, arching up hard off the table as my orgasm crashed through me.

“Fucking hell!” I cried out.

“Damn, Thor,” Sam said. “That had to be some kind of record.”

“I am a god, Samuel,” Thor bragged.

There was only a short wait for the next person to move up. It was another one of the men and once again, clearly not Bucky. This person was much more tentative than Thor, spreading my folds with his fingers, and slowly swirling his tongue over them. He was tender and methodical, and it sent a warm buzz through me, oozing out like honey on tiles. There was no beard, and the very faint tickle of the hair on his head on my thighs.

“Bruce,” I moaned, arching my back and lifting one leg so it was draped over his shoulder.

“What the fuck?” Tony cursed. “You’re gonna be having so many orgasms tonight.”

“I know you all too well,” I moaned. “Gonna have to mess up on purpose so I don’t die.”

“Let’s see how you go,” Bruce said and eased two fingers inside me.

Bruce was slower and more methodical about things than Thor, at least initially. He pushed his fingers in deep, touching my g-spot and then stroking over it. As he did, he pulled my clit between his lips and flicked his tongue over it. The louder I moaned the rougher he got, so it wasn’t long before he’d gone from careful and slow, to rough and fast. His fingers hammered into my g-spot, over and over, sending sharp jolts right through me, making it so I couldn’t think straight. Beside me, someone had started having sex, and from the sounds of it, it’d be a while before Clint was down between my legs.

My orgasm peaked and Bruce pushed his fingers against my g-spot and twisted his wrist, and I came, my back arching off the table as I cried out, shuddering with it.

Bruce hummed and pulled away. “Mmm… I love seeing you come,” he hummed, leaning down to kiss me.

I sucked my slick from his lips and he pulled away, running his hand down my stomach and patting my pussy before pulling away. I didn’t have to wait very long before the next person to take their place. Right away I could tell it was one of the women, which narrowed the choice down to two. I almost wanted to just take a shot in the dark and really freak them out. I didn’t even need to though, the slow tease of her fingers up my thighs, and the way she ran her nails over my hips as she leaned in, I knew right away it was Natasha. Not because she always touched me like that, but just that it was uniquely her.

“Natasha!” I said quickly.

She cursed in Russian and Tony burst out laughing, while at least two other people applauded me. I would have taken a bow if I wasn’t flat on my back. “That’s my girl,” Natasha praised and got to work.

Her nimble fingers pushed inside me and immediately pushed against my g-spot. I gasped and bucked up hard against her, but she just pushed my hips back down and continued doing it. She countered the intense pressure of her fingers against that sweet spot inside me with her tongue on my clit. It was intense. I couldn’t focus. Lights popped behind my eyes and each time I tried to say something all that came out was an animalistic cry.

When I came, I gushed, spraying Natasha with my juices as I arched hard on the table. It was so intense, it knocked every conscious thought out of my head and I just oozed down onto the table, breathing heavily, completely forgetting that there were still six more people to go.

“Well done, Mishka,” Natasha praised.“I hope you have more in you.”

I wasn’t so sure. In fact, when the next person stepped up, it took me a moment to realize there was even someone there. Their tongue was lapping up and down my folds before I was truly aware enough to remember I was supposed to be playing a game.

The way they lapped their tongue was almost soothing after the intensity of the last orgasm I had. There was a scratch of beard on my skin, but my foggy head made it hard to think about which beard it could be.

Finally, it clicked into place. No metal hand. That cut out Bucky. Clint and Steve were both clean-shaven. Which just left Tony and Sam. I was sure that Tony would want to torture me after what happened and he wouldn’t be going easy on me at all. “Sam…” I moaned, the sounds completely breathless.

“We should never have doubted you,” Thor said. “This is truly impressive.”

“Are you sure you’re not peeking?” Clint asked.

“Just know you all,” I argued in that same breathless moan.

Sam pulled back and a moment later there was the press of his cock against my cunt. “Let’s make you come a different way,” Sam said.

He lifted my legs so they were up against his chest and he pushed into me. As he started to thrust into me, I gripped the edge of the table to hold myself steady. “Oh fuck,” I moaned. I was so sensitive and overworked, that I knew the next six orgasms would happen really fast. I was going to be completely over-stimulated by the time we were done.

Sam slid his hands down my thighs and onto my cunt, and he began to rub my clit in tight circles. I mewled, arching my back and clenching tight around his shaft. “Oh god, Sam. Please…” I didn’t even know what I was pleading for. I just knew I needed something. More, harder, slow down, be gentle. Or maybe just to stop.

His thumb kept rubbing in tight circles on my clit and thrusting in fast and deep, and very quickly I was brought spiraling to the edge once more. He pinched my clit and I went toppling over, crying out and clenching my teeth as all my muscles clenched up at once.

“Good girl,” Sam praised. “There we go.”

He slipped out of me and I let my legs fall on the table. “You still okay?” he asked.

I nodded and made an incoherent sound. He caressed my cheek and ran his thumb over my bottom lips. “Elise, are you sure?”

I nodded again. “Yeah. I can do this.”

He stepped away and the next hand touched me. Just the right hand, and it slid up my legs and when it reached the apex of my thigh, the thumb ran up and down my slit. Someone might have been just trying to mess with me, but I didn’t think so, and when the person crouched and their long hair teased the inside of my thighs it confirmed it. “Bucky,” I said.

He laughed. “Damn it. I was trying not to give it away.”

“That’s what gave it away,” I said.

“Alright, alright, let’s make you come then,” he said, sounding a lot like he was pouting.

He didn’t even bother to try and go down on me. He just pushed my legs up against my body, lined his cock up to my cunt, and shoved in deep. I gasped as he bottomed out and I felt the sharp sting of the head of his cock hitting my cervix. “Bucky,” I whined.

“Sorry, honey,” he said, backing off a bit. He smoothed his hands down my thighs and began to thrust.

I reached up, grabbing his wrists as he thrust into me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him in as tightly as I could. “Bucky,” I moaned. “Kiss me.”

He wrapped his right arm around my waist and lifted me, so I was sitting on the edge of the table and the cool metal of his thumb brushed over my lips. I parted them, leaning forward as I wrapped my arms around him and pushed my hands into his hair.

He kissed me, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I flicked my tongue forward to meet his and they danced together. Bucky kept thrusting into me and I rolled my hips to meet him. As worked up as I was, I knew I wouldn’t last, but the way this orgasm built felt so different from the past four. It wound around me like a warm blanket. I was engulfed by it, cocooned completely. It heated me from the inside and yet I trembled in Bucky’s arms. He held me close, thrusting in deep and kissing me with a passionate intensity that took my breath away.

When my orgasm washed over me, I threw my head back and clenched tight around me. “Oh god, Bucky,” I moaned.

Bucky’s hips stuttered and he groaned loudly, burying his head in my neck. “Fuck, Elly,” he groaned, suddenly jerking forward and coming inside me.

“Bucky Barnes, you dirty dog,” Clint scolded. “Leaving a mess in there for us to clean up.”

I swatted lazily in Clint’s direction as Bucky started laughing. “Oh like you’re not looking forward to that.”

He pulled out of me and I lay back with a groan. It wasn’t long before someone else was between my legs. They lifted them and spread them wide and then did something that gave them away immediately. They laughed.

“What’s so funny, Tony?” I asked.

“Ah fuck,” he said. “Didn’t even get a chance to trick you. I just had plans to go to town on you.”

“Mean,” he said, reaching for him. “Go on, you gotta give me my prize.”

“Alright, alright,” he said and pushed his cock up against my cunt. “It’s coming and so will you be.”

I laughed, but it was cut short as he shoved inside of me. He thrust in so hard it nearly knocked the wind from me. I cried out and reached above my head. Someone grabbed my hand and I held onto them as Tony began to thrust into me.

He didn’t go easy on me the way Bucky had. He grabbed my legs, held me in place, and just railed into me. “Fuck… fuck… fuck…” I babbled as I was jolted on the table. My fingers tightened around whoever’s hand I was holding. It felt like this orgasm was being hammered into me. Each thrust of Tony’s hips just made it build more and more until I was ready to burst.

It hit me hard, lights popped behind my eyes and I cried out, my hips bucking and my body writhing under him. “Oh fuck yes, Tony!” I mewled.

Tony kept thrusting, fucking me through my orgasm, and with a shudder he came too, moaning as he did. “There you go, Legolas,” Tony teased as he held me in place.

He leaned down and kissed me as he pulled out, and stepped away. A lay on the table breathing heavily, waiting for the next person the move up.

I didn’t have to wait long, and once again, I knew who it was as soon as their hands were on my skin.

“Wanda,” I said.

She giggled. “I knew there was no point trying to trick you. But lucky you, now you get your prize.”

She took her hands off me completely and just as I wondered what she was doing, the warm tingle of her powers touched on my feet and began to wind their way up my leg. It was slow going, and it didn’t settle on my cunt right away, rather, it wrapped its way right around me, making my whole body buzz and tingle.

I whined, squirming on the table. I was still holding someone’s hand, and I gripped it tighter, trying to tether myself to something real.

“Please, Wanda,” I whined, bucking my hips.

She giggled again, but things started to get more focused. It swirled around my nipples, tugging on them, and began to buzz against my clit. I moaned, arching my back and the pressure increased. Every moan I made made her increase the pressure of her powers on me. My nipples hardened almost painfully and a hot current ran right through me from my clit. I was dripping on the table as my cunt clenched around nothing.

It started to feel like some kind of torture. I was so close, and yet she was keeping me hovering there right at the edge. “Please. Please, Wanda. I need … I need…”

“Yes, Elly?” she asked.

“I need to come,” I wailed.

A jolt shot through me, and just like that, I came, arching hard off the table, and screaming as my orgasm rocked through me, making me gush onto the table. It was the most intense orgasm yet, and for a moment everything went black.

When the world returned, I was panting heavily, completely dazed as I rode out the extreme orgasm high.

“Holy shit, Wanda,” Natasha cursed. “That was impressive.”

“Two more left, El,” Steve said. “You sure you’ve got them in you?”

I nodded slowly. “Think so.”

Someone moved up and skimmed the back of their fingers up the insides of my thighs. It was a Clint trick, but not out of Steve’s playbook. Whoever it was leaned in, ghosting his lips up the insides of my soaked thighs. His fingers moved to my cunt, spreading it with his fingers and running his tongue up my slit. There was no beard, but both Clint and Steve were currently clean-shaven, so that didn’t give it away. I really had no idea who was touching me.

I lifted my feet, put them on his shoulders, and flexed my toes. Whoever it was was broad-shouldered and muscular. That didn’t exactly narrow it down either. And just because Steve was broader than Clint, I chose him.

“Steve?” I asked.

“You sure about that, darlin’?” Bucky asked.

“No… but it’s my guess,” I moaned.

Some of the group started clapping. “Well done, that’s all of you. How about Clint and Steve make you come together, so you only have to do one more?” Sam suggested.

I nodded emphatically. “Please.”

Steve moved forward, the thick head of his cock pressing against my cunt. I raised my hips to meet him, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer to me. He pulled back just a little and with a snap of his hips, he sunk in deep.

I gasped and arched my back. As I did, Clint moved up beside me on the table and began to flick his tongue over my clit and play with my breast. The table was jostled beside us and Clint grunted and let out a moan.

“Who’s fucking Clint?” I moaned.

“That’d be me, honey,” Sam replied. “You want to see?”

I nodded. “Please.”

The blindfold was taken off as Steve continued to thrust into me. I blinked at the light and looked around, Taking everything in. Steve was between my legs, holding me in place, his brow furrowed as he fucked me. Clint was half propped on the table, bent over me, licking at my clit and that base of Steve’s cock. Sam was behind him, one hand braced on Clint’s shoulder and the other on his hip as he thrust into him, jostling him against me. The others were spaced around the table. Most just watching. Thor was the one holding my hand, though Wanda was bouncing in his lap, her eyes glowing pink.

Everyone else was just kissing and holding each other as they watched Clint and Steve bring on my final orgasm. Seeing them just added to my pleasure, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

I relaxed back, just letting the pleasure wash over me, It encompassed me completely. But in the end, it wasn’t either Steve or Clint that set my orgasm off, it was Wanda’s orgasm.

She cried out and her powers burst out of her and I was hit by a sudden, intense wave of her pleasure. I came hard, all my muscles clenching at once making me arch violently off the table. I cried out and my vision blacked out for a moment. Wanda’s orgasm must have affected the others too. Steve groaned and gripped my hips hard shoving into me and coming deep inside me. Sam’s hips bucked and his head fell back as his hit too, and Clint suddenly arched like a cat and came in thick ropes onto the table.

I fell back breathing heavily as I rode the waves of my orgasm. Steve hunched over me panting and Clint slithered down and lay there with his head on my stomach.

That’s how we stayed for a while and then Natasha stood. “Okay. How about we clean up here and head downstairs? I think it’s time for a soak in the hot tub.”

Steve sighed contentedly and slipped out of me. He pulled up his pants and then picked me up, cradling me against him. “Good birthday?” he asked.

I hummed, snuggling against his chest and closing his eyes as I murmured my reply. “The best.”

~ END ~

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natsarrownecklacx · 2 years

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Natasha the phone thief

*Natasha and Y/n watching a movie in Y/n’s room.*

Natasha- *Takes y/n’s phone and unlocks it.*

Y/n- “Hey! Give that back! How do you even know my password?”

Natasha- “Your password is my birthday, Dekta.”

Y/n- “Dekta? What does that mean? No, wait, why are you on my phone?”

Natasha- *Shrugs* “I just wanna have a look through your picture.”

Y/n- *Confused.* “My pictures? Why do you- No actually it doesn’t matter, I just want my phone back.” *Reaches for her phone.*

Nat- *Takes the phone outta y/n’s reach.* *Teasing y/n.* “I’m not done with it yet, Dekta.”

Y/n- *Has lightbulb moment. A proud smile on her face.* “Carful Tasha, there’s some pictures on there of me inna black lace set and I really don’t think you want to see those.”

Natasha- *Brain malfunction* *Turns to y/n smiling suggestively.* “Now those I have to see… Oh Dekta now you’ll never get this back.” *Takes off running out of the room.*

Y/n- *Blushing.* “NATASHA!!” *Takes off running after her.* “BRING MY PHONE BACK RIGHT NOW!”

#natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x reader #Gay panic #natasha romanoff #The fact that this is an actual conversation I’ve had with someone #Nat just wants to see those pictures… for best friend hypes ofc mo other reason…#Gay panic before the realisation #Natasha the phone theif

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awesomerextyphoon · 5 months

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Realm Discoveries While Hangry

Summary: Ife's not herself while hangry, especially on a mission. Luckily, this one worked out for the best.

Pairing: Slight Steve Rogers x Black!Alien Warrior Princess OFC Ifekerenma aka Ife

Characters: Natasha, Steve, Ifekerenma, Nick Fury, OFCs, mentions of Tony Stark and Bruce Banner

Rating: 18 + / Mature

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: Dark Comedy Bordering on Absurdity, Ife being a Badass Glutton, Some Violence, Some Fluff

A/N: This is the start of something a little different. I want to make some short stories that will tie back into the main series whenever I'm between chapters. I'm still working on the main series and the next chapter will be published before the end of 2023. Thanks to @firefly-graphics for the dividers!

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What was with these supposed 'geniuses' always wanting to rule the world?

The amount of hubris one needed to go through with it never ceased to amaze Natasha. This week's version wanted revenge on the science community for calling him 'stupid' and 'crazy' over his theories on creating titan fauna and megaflora.

Someone, please shoot me.

If Nat had a dollar each time she heard some version of the 'Why I must hold the world hostage' speech, she'd be able to bribe Tony to let her control the music for mission trips.

Steve wished they would drop the speeches already. He just hoped Ife was almost done with the power cells so they could drop the charade and go home.

"Now! Watch as I claim what's rightfully mine!" the mad scientist finally finished his speech by pressing the detonation button, but nothing happened.

" What's happening? Why isn't working?!"He pressed the button another three times to no effect, "Why aren't the missiles firing?!"

The mad scientist was about to radio his henchmen outside of the main chamber when he heard bullets pouring like rain outside the hangar followed by frantic shouts from his men.

"SOMEONE STOP HER!!"

"NOTHING'S WORKING!!"

"GET THE TANKS!!"

"FIRE AT WILL!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE?!!"

"SHE'S AN ABOMINATION!!"

"What on Earth is going on out there?" He wondered as he carefully made his way to the entrance, only for a downright beastly roar frightening nearly everyone into silence.

"What the" A soft knock at the hangar doors broke his concentration.

Ife was pissed.

She FINALLY had some decent food after not getting a chance to refuel after expending her energy reserves from her last mission, but it was barely a morsel. It took no time to devour all of the titan fauna the henchmen unleashed on her, unaware those were inferior albeit still tasty versions of food from her homeworld. She even found some yummy megaflora.

It was a bummer Ife was famished. She would've prepared them better to bring out their flavors.

Another tank shell bounced off of her.

When will these fools learn that this is pointless? Conventional Earth weapons are nothing to her. Well, at least the energy from their artillery aided with digestion. Also, the power cells were tasty; they had a refreshing tropical fruity taste with notes of mint.

Now the scientist refused to open up, even after she knocked, "Guess I'll have to let myself in."

The scientist tried his best to steel himself, only for the two-meter thick air hangar doors and part of the solid stone walls to rip off like cheap wrapping paper.

His eyes almost bugged out of their sockets at the intruder — a tall woman — casually lifting both doors in one hand and a 250-ton tank in the other. The woman turned to two tied-up Avengers, smiled, and threw both items 1500 meters away with a flick of her wrists.

"Hi, Captain, Black Widow. How's it going?"

"Can't complain," Steve answered.

"Why haven't you escaped yet? It would've taken you two seconds to get out," Ife queried rubbing her growling tummy. Her telltale sign of hunger.

"We were waiting for you," Nat retorted while raising an eyebrow.

This will be fun.

"What happened to your comms link?"

"Well…I was preoccupied."

"With what?"

The woman's eyes brightened, "I found some yummy food not unlike Avlenia, but they barely did anything for me. I ate everything the goons unleashed and then some, but I'm still hungry! Which sucks cuz I wasn't able to properly prepare them-"

That can't be right.

That chamber housed hundreds of exotic beasts and flora with a combined weight of 312.5 THOUSAND TONS!! There was no way a single person could eat one of those behemoths, let alone all of them.

"MONSTER!!"

"Huh?" Ife finally noticed the scientist and his remaining goons.

"Do you have any more? I'm STARVING!"

"No one should eat one of those beasts, let alone all of them!"

Ife raised an annoyed eyebrow. "Maybe not possible for humans, but, "she strolled towards the scientist and started unzipping her combat suit, "that was only a snack for me, and it left me hungry for more."

The scientist cried out in horror when a belly 3x the size of an exercise ball surged forth.

How is she moving?! His eyes darted over to her comrades but found them lightly chuckling with the spy sporting a smirk.

"So, do you have any more food? Don't leave me in suspense."

The monster rolled her eyes at the rude man's silence, "So you still don't believe me. Okay. Let's see. One of the beasts was this large six-legged alligator…"

She started listing the various beasts and megaflora that were now digesting in her rapidly shrinking belly.

Galala Gator: 90 tons each, Ox Chicken: 15 tons each, Giant Turkey: 75 tons each, Volcano Weathercock: 10 tons each, Five-Tailed Giant Eagle: 45 tons each, Demon Devil Serpent:100 tons each, Elephantsaurus: 125 tons each, and so on.

Every 'food item' this monster blithely listed horrified everyone besides her teammates who were trying not to laugh. Each of these specimens took elite teams to capture; several men died in the process.

Yet this Eldritch Being glutted all of their hard-won gains as a 'pitiful snack'!

"How? How is this possible?" The devastated scientist barely choked out a whisper as her enormous belly was nearly flat.

Unfortunately, the monster's sharp ears heard the whisper, "All of those delicious beasts, flora, and the energy from the power cells barely made a dent! Tell me where you got this bounty! I'm Starving!"

As if to make her point, the monster turned her head towards the hole she made and let out a near-deafening roar of a belch demolishing what was left of the wall and pushing back all of the remaining men and tanks outside.

What is this monstrosity?!

"Shit!" Not only did the wimp not answer Ife's question, but now he's slumped on the floor.

"He's out cold, Ife."

"I can see that, Nat. All I wanted was some more food!"

"Some?"

"Fine. But you know he didn't make them from scratch. He had to have gotten from somewhere."

Some of the stronger-nerved goons were able to recover from Ife's Roar, "Damn, that woman's scary!"

"Nah, man. She's a monster in human skin."

"Which is a shame, too. She's fucking hot!"

"I know, right?! Wouldn't mind going a few rounds with her."

Steve scowled as he marched up to six of the trash-talking goons inside one of the still intact tanks, ripped off the tank's hatch, and yanked four of them by their collars."I'm only gonna say this once. Never, and I mean never, say that crap about my team. Especially the 'abomination', got it?" his voice never rising above a calm, measured tone.

"Yes!"

Steve felt he needed to drive this home, "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Good."

Nat rolled her eyes at Ife's bashful body posture at Steve defending her. They weren't fooling anyone.

Ife was able to pick up the scent of more delectable beasts and flew off to satisfy her voracious appetite. The scent came from a fortified bunker not far from the main base. She ripped off the building by the foundation in her haste to fill her hunger void.

It led her to a heavily fortified manmade cavern with a huge portal at the opposite end of the entrance and containment units housing even more of the delectable beasts lining the sides.

She licked her lips in excitement but stopped when she got a good look at the animals. That craven of a scientist is lucky she's too hungry to revisit him.

"I should probably tell Nat and Steve."

Nat peered into the last unlocked containment unit. She found a giant garden snake-like creature that seemed to take a liking to her. Its scales were the color of twilight at its height. She wondered if-

"You should name her."

Nat nearly swiveled her head, "What?"

"She likes you. You should name her."

"How can you tell?"

"I just know," Ife shrugged.

"Hmm. How about сумерки (Sumerki: twilight)?"

The snake affectionately rubbed her head against the reinforced glass containment wall.

"See? She loves it!"

Sumerki was the last beast on this side of the portal and was about to pass through but turned and playfully poked Ife's midsection.

"You want me to come with you?" The snake nodded.

Ife turned back to Steve and Nat, "Umm, can I-" her stomach roared asking the question for her.

"It's alright, Ife. You can go, but don't be long." Steve rubbed his hand behind his head. Neither of them wanted to deal with a hangry Ife.

Ife flew into his warm embrace, "Thank you so much!" She kissed both his cheeks, "I promise to document everything I see!"

When will those lovable dorks admit they love each other?

It wasn't long before Ife and Sumerki came back smiling and sporting enormous food bellies. Ife sped off before she could say anything. The next thing they heard was a five-minute sonic roar of a belch causing mini-tremors and cracks forming on the ground.

Sounds of her epic belch were heard 15km away.

They were glad that the scientist was stationed in the middle of nowhere.

Ife flew back into Steve's arms, "Thanks again!" Ife smiled as Steve returned the hug.

Both Natasha and Sumerki shook their heads wearing the same expression.

Ife pulled out her tablet and personal interface, "Okay, so my hunch was right and this place is incredibly vast. I was only able to explore .25% of the place."

Even Natasha was taken aback by the amount of information Ife had, "Just how big is this place?"

"So this new 'realm' is called Guloxity?"

Fury turned the last page of Ife's extensive report. He had a laugh at her devouring over 300K tons of food and was still famished.

The whole team had a laugh riot. Tony even joked about how much he'd save on grocery bills—even though she provides most of her food. It's the least he could do since he blackmailed her into joining the team.

Thanks to her, SHIELD has access to a new realm. Plus the snake she and Natasha befriended has been a delight. However, he did wonder how Ife and her friends were able to create a habitat and a size modulator so quickly.

"Do you find the terms agreeable?" Aliza looked back at Fury's desk. The deal stipulates that any findings and all findings SHIELD makes involving the new realm must be free and open to the public. This means that all patents and research can not be owned by any single nation or corporation including Stark Industries.

Banner had consoled Stark when he read out the terms.

No matter. Fury had his best people on this new venture. Even managed to rope in Banner and Dr. Cho. Ife was able to recreate the unique energy signature from the mad scientist's power cells as a source of renewable energy.

In the end, he was glad it worked out.

Now what's this about Ife showcasing new dishes based on what she found in Guloxity?

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4maximilf · 6 months

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lately I've been obsessed with the idea of a wandanat fanfic (or just a one shot) where they dynamic is kind of joe goldberg and love quinn from you...

also no one can convince me that wanda in love isn't a little like love quinn

#wandanat #wanda x natasha #black widow #natasha romanoff #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff #scarlet widow #writing prompt #love quinn is just like me <3 #and we love her ofc

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 102

Welcome to Week 102

For the month of July I will adding new or small blogs to this list. This is in honor of hitting over 100 lists and 2 years of doing this. So please give these people your time like you would for well known/bigger blogs.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community. 💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you are reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old.These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers & Header by @chaotictarlos

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Civil War Brooklyn - Chp 9 - (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Chrome & Leather - Chp 12 - (Billy x Reader, former Steve x Reader) - @/saiyanprincessswanie

Mafia Pet - (Zemo x Reader) - @animnerd

My Little Princessa - (Zemo x Reader) - @/animnerd

Interrogation - (Ari x Reader) - @astheskycries

Risky - (Ari x Reader) - @/astheskycries

Incessantly - (Bucky x Reader) - @buckysbruni

Someday - Part 1 - Part 2 - @buckys-bbarnes

Having a bad day/take it out on Bucky - @/buckysbruni

Make Me Think Twice (1) - (Winter Soldier x Reader) - @cryptidcasanova

Heathens - (Bucky x Reader) - @/cryptidcasanova

day one - (winter soldier x Reader) - @sgt-seabass

Slip of the Tongue - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Ransom Undelivered - (Bucky x Reader) - @lovelyavengers

Not Lovers - (Bucky x Reader) - @/lovelyavengers

Saturday Mornings - (Bucky Barnes x Reader) - @delaber

Love is a Dagger - (Loki Laufeyson) - @/delaber

Worthy of Heaven - (Ari x Reader) - @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

To the Moon and Stars and Back Again - (Chris x Reader) - @denisemarieangelina

I Never Knew - (Chris x Reader) a @/denisemarieangelina

Fireworks - @writercole

Birthday - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

The Birdcage - Chp 5 - @caffiend-queen

Ain't No Sunshine - (Steve x Reader) - @writerwrites

Taken Care Of - (Frank C x Reader) - @fictional-affairs

Chores - (Bucky x Reader) - @/fictional-affairs

I Choose You - (Steve x Reader) - @fluffycutecevans

New Venture - (Frank x Reader) - @/fluffycutecevans

Alpha Andy Handcuffed - @ghotifishreads

A Canary to Bring My Message Home - (Curtis x Reader) - @/ghotifishreads

Happy Birthday Steve - @/animnerd

Shirt - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

Blue Moon - Chp 1 - Chp 2 - (Stucky x Reader) - @lfaewrites

Sounds of Silence - (Dean x Reader) - @jensengirl83

Will You Still Love Me - (Dean x Reader) - @/jensengirl83

Little Spiderbro - @justalonelyslytherin

Big Sister (to the) Rescue - (Steve x Reader) - @/justalonelyslytherin

Language - (Steve x Reader) - @late-to-the-party-81

Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy - (Frank C x Reader x Ari) - @/late-to-the-party-81

Shed My Skin: The Story of Polaris - Chp 1 - Chp 2 - @leiamorgainedelalunewriter

Chamomile Tea - (Andy x Reader) - @lexivass

The Stove Situation - (Ari x Reader) - @/lexivass

Omega on strike - (Ransom x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Mercy - (Jake “hangman” x Reader) - @/writercole

Home Run Romance - 1 - (Nat x Reader) - @lovelyavengers

SUSPICIONS - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

The Perfect Fit - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Grandma's recipe - (Steve x Reader) - @/nekoannie-chan

I Really Love Being Your Friend (Epilogue) - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

Gone, Baby Part 6 - (Lloyd x Reader) - @wayward-blonde

The dutiful - Part 1 - Part 2 - (Lloyd x Reader) - @misguidedasgardian

୨୧ 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 ୨୧ - (Chris x Reader) - @hansensgirl

drowning in your love - (Winter Soldier x Reader) - @bonky-n-steeb

Battle - (Steve x OFC) - @/nekoannie-chan

#saiyanprincessswanie #recommended reading #missy reads #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #billy russo x ofc #zemo x reader #ari levinson x reader #loki x reader #chris evans x reader #frank castle x reader #curtis everett x reader #stucky x reader #dean winchester x reader #andy barber x reader #jake hangman x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #lloyd hansen x reader

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Beneath The Moonlight (dark Avengers)

Synopsis:- Leaving your comfort zone and joining your best friend at her boss’ party, you never thought the shattering of the multiverse would ever affect you in such an irreversible way.

Total Word Count:- 6,171

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Super Soldier Rescue (soft-ish Steve Rogers / soft-ish Bucky Barnes)

⭐Named Female Reader⭐

Synopsis:- What happens when two super soldiers decide to try their hand at rescuing a damsel?

Total Word Count:- 5,485

Written as a gift for @navybrat817

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Love’s Embrace (soft Stucky)

Synopsis:- Finally restoring the world to the way it should be, can two super soldiers who’ve known nothing but war find the peace they’ve secretly longed for.

Total Word Count:- 2,580

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Toys 'R' Us (dark!Steve Rogers / dark!Tony Stark / dark!Natasha Romanoff)

Synopsis:- Whomever told you Halloween parties were supposed to be fun never heard of those involving Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. What will happen when you accept an invitation to Tony Stark’s latest shindig?

Total Word Count:- 8,278

Written for @jtargaryen18 Halloween Challenge 2023

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Embracing The Darkness (dark-ish Avengers)

🔥Original Female Character🔥

Synopsis:- Accepting an invitation to Tony Stark’s annual Halloween party, what will you do when an unforeseen interference with your costumes causes far reaching consequences for you and all of humanity?

Total Word Count:- 9,565

Written for @jtargaryen18 Halloween Challenge 2023

#Tony Stark #Steve Rogers #Stony #Stony x OFC #natasha romanoff #Natasha Romanoff x Steve Rogers #Natasha Romanoff x OFC x Steve Rogers #Natasha Romanoff x Reader #Clint Barton #Doctor Strange #Bucky Barnes #Steve Rogers x OFC x Bucky Barnes #Stucky

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loopsisloops · 2 years

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I’ve been reading “A Job A Million PRs Would Die For” by lokislittlevalkyrie on Ao3 which is why I’ve been M.I.A. but I came back just to share this:

“Scandal” is our nickname bc PR (thanks to Tony)

I’m 20 chapters in, it’s hilarious, y/n is witty and smart, Tony and Clint are such dads, I am the president of i love Pepper Potts club, Loki is a bastard (for now), Natasha Romanoff I love you and you have permission to kill me, enemies to friends to enemies to lovers, and as always: slow burn ;)

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Better Now?: Chapter 7

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC

Summary: Sophia was 18 when Hydra kidnapped her, gave her abilities, and made her their new secret weapon. Now, flash-forward 9 years later and she’s living with the Avengers, trying to live with everything she did, and trust those she now calls teammates.

Warnings: language, pure fluff

Word Count: 3,423

Better Now? Masterlist

TWO DAYS LATER

Sophia had spent a few more days in the hospital like Bruce had wanted, when Helen told her that she was finally able to leave, ”You ready to go back to the compound?" While taking out her IV.

"Yeah, I'm getting stir crazy. Not that I'm gonna go out and do things," she watches Helen wrap up her hand and shrugs, "I just wanna be back in my room.”

Helen nods, ”Well, you'll be alone there for a while." Sophia raises an eyebrow and Helen continues, "Everyone has been on a last minute mission the past few days. They aren't due back until Friday.” Sophia nods, today was Wednesday, which meant she had a few days to adjust to the place again, alone.

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Sophia made her way back to the compound with Helen's help, once the woman made sure she remembered where everything was, she went back to the hospital. Sophia was left at the hangar, which was fine, she knew how to get to her room from there, it was just busier than she remembered. There were agents running everywhere, Quinjets coming and going, orders being given over the intercom; but then there was Sophia, sticking out like a sore thumb, standing there like an idiot. She awkwardly makes her way through the big double doors, down the long hall, and up the stairs to the living quarters, deciding all that commotion was a bit too much right now. She makes her way into the kitchen when she's greeted by FRIDAY, “Good afternoon Miss. Dreyer, how are you feeling today?”

She purses her lips, “Um, I'm alright, thanks.” She still felt weird talking to an AI.

"Good, I’ve been told to notify Mr. Stark once you were back in the compound. If you’re comfortable with that, miss.”

She nods, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

She walks to the fridge to look for something to eat when FRIDAY's voice comes back, "Mr. Stark is requesting for you to go down to his lab and have a chat with him.”

Sophia grabs a bag of red grapes that have Sam’s name on them, "I thought he wasn't here?" She stuffs a few in her mouth and shuts the fridge door.

“He’s not. He's going to call in 10 minutes. I can assist you if you want.”

“Um, alright. I guess I can try and find my way there." She raises an eyebrow, "Um, actually could you help me there too?”

"Of course.”

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After following FRIDAY's directions, Sophia found her way to Tony's lab, which wasn't that far from the R&D lab. It was much bigger than she expected, she wasn't sure what she expected to begin with. It was huge and had all kinds of robots, lasers, and some technology she didn’t even recognize, Tony's various Iron Man suits were lined up against one wall and his computer was on the opposite side. As she's admiring all of his armor in their respective cases, his computer starts to ring and FRIDAY answers it for her, "Nice to see you found your way," Tony's voice echoes around the room; Sophia makes her way toward the desk and sits down, "how are you feeling, kid?”

She smiles, “FRIDAY has been very helpful.” She pauses and shrugs a bit, “I’m alright, although, it’s uncharacteristically quiet without all of you here, outside of the hangar anyway."

Tony chuckles and he leans back in the chair he was in, "Does that mean you miss us?"

She scrunches up her nose, "I wouldn't go that far.”

He smirks, “Sorry that I didn't tell you we were leaving, it was sudden.”

"It's okay, I'm fine." She looks around the room a bit more, "I've never been in here before, it's nice." She smiles looking at Tony's armor, "I like your suits, nice to see you broaden your horizons from the red and gold.”

He rolls his eyes, "Do me a favor though?" She nods as he continues, "Don't touch anything. The last thing I need is you blowing something up while I'm not there so contain the damage.”

Sophia grins mischievously, "Well, see now I feel like I have to mess with something." She laughs and he narrows his eyes, "Don't worry so much, I'll behave! Scouts honor." She gives him a little salute and he laughs.

"We'll be back in a few days. I just wanted to make sure you made it back safe and were feeling alright." He takes a deep breath, "Keep in touch?”

She shifts in the chair and rolls her eyes, "I'll try.”

"I know Romanoff gave you a phone, use it.”

"Okay, you're not my Dad, Tony. I'll be fine!" She rolls her eyes at his overprotectiveness.

He grins wide, "Hey! You called me, Tony, finally!" He laughs and Sophia blushes slightly, "Anyway, I know you'll be okay," he glares in the direction behind his phone and then looks back to her, “and I wouldn't have to act like your father, if you weren't reckless.”

"What?" she wrinkles her brows together, “Since when?”

"Barnes told me you tried to kill him." He tries his best to suppress a smile, but it still showed.

"That wasn't recklessness, I got scared! He shouldn't have snuck up on me!" She crosses her arms and Tony shakes his head, "I really do feel bad about that, okay?” She felt like a kid getting scolded by their parent, it was extremely embarrassing. Especially since she knew the rest of the team could hear the conversation, she could hear their laughter. What was Tony gonna do next? Ground her? Take away her phone? She heavily sighs at her own thoughts.

"Don't, he's not mad," he shrugs, "he actually thought it was funny.”

She blushes down at the keyboard on the desk, "I didn't think so." She hears another voice in the background, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

”Alright! Hang on." He rolls his eyes and looks back to her, "These idiots keep bugging me." He stands up and starts walking, "I'm gonna have to go, hun. You gonna be good?”

She smiles and nods, "Yeah, I'll be fine. See you in a few days!” The computer goes black and she's left alone again and sighs, "What am I suppose to do until Friday?”

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FRIDAY EVENING

All Sophia had been doing for the past two days was stay in her room, read, and watch the occasional show on Netflix. It was actually really nice, she hadn’t wanted to do anything else anyway, she still felt a little drained from the surgery. Tony asked her to keep in touch, but she hadn't been and she knew she was going to pay for that when everyone got home. She just didn't know what to talk about with everyone yet or how to make small talk, so she just decided to be silent. Maybe after more time things would be better with talking to them. She was expecting them home any time now, so she shouldn’t have been so shocked when her door was burst open by Bucky and Sam. Sophia sits straight up in bed and instinctively throws out her right hand to put up a wall of ice, “What the fuck?!”

“Dude, that’s awesome!” Sam says admiring the ice wall in front of him, “You didn’t say she’d actually do something!” Turning to Bucky who's laughing next to him.

“She didn’t when I scared her last time, okay? Just had a glowing hand.” He chuckles and looks to Sophia, “She’s got good reflexes.”

She takes a deep breath, closes her hand, and the wall shatters while the rest of the team enters the room, “Welcome back, everyone,” she glares at Bucky and Sam, “thanks for the adrenaline rush, boys.”

“Why did you guys have to do that?” Natasha says also glaring at them.

“Hey!” Bucky says backing away and letting the team stand around Sophia's bed, “I wanted everyone else to endure what I did. Steve’s laughing too!” He points to Steve who was trying to hold back laughter, but failing miserably.

“I’m sorry Sophia, but it was kinda funny.” Steve says embarrassed.

She shakes her head at Steve's attempt to be polite, “It’s fine, I’m okay.”

After they all ask how she's feeling, they start to fill her in on things she missed out on while she was covering in the hospital. Wanda told her there was a new coffee place across the street that the three girls needed to go to, apparently the place had the best blueberry muffins and the cutest little coffee mugs. Sam said that there was this new comedy special on Netflix that Sophia needed to watch because he needed to prove to the rest of the team that it really was funny. Apparently, she was the only one who hadn’t seen it yet. Vision informed everyone that last week Tony had caused an explosion in his lab while trying to build a new, more advanced suit. No one was suppose to ask about it though, it was still a touchy subject. Everyone had some story to tell, a joke, or something— except Bucky. He was off to the back of the room leaning against the wall closest to the door, just listening. Natasha catches Sophia glance at him and walks over to where the soldier is standing, “Barnes, stop ignoring the girl. You’re gonna make her think you hate her.” He rolls his eyes at her, but doesn’t move.

Sophia watches the pair and he smiles sweetly toward her, making her blush, then looks back to Natasha, “You know I don’t hate her, Nat,” he glares down at the red head, “I’m just giving her space. You guys are crowding her.” Natasha rolls her eyes and then whispers something to him that makes him sigh heavily, “Alright.” They both walk back over and Natasha sends Sophia a wink, which makes her roll her eyes.

Bucky stands at the foot of Sophia's bed and she makes eye contact with him, “Um," he raises his eyebrows at her voice, “I never got the chance to apologize for trying to kill you the other day. I really am sorry.”

Everyone laughs and Bucky shakes his head, “It’s no big deal, Soph. Tony was right, I really did find it funny.”

“Oh, well alright then...” she trails off looking back at the book in her lap.

“Is it dinner time?” Sam asks from next to Sophia on her bed, he was laying on his back making himself at home, “This is comfy by the way.” He chuckles and sits up, “I’m hungry.”

Everyone nods in agreement, “Um, I already ate...” Sophia trails off and bites her lip, “Oh, that reminds me!“ She turns to Sam, “I owe you grapes okay, I’m sorry.”

He laughs, “It’s cool. No big deal.”

“You still wanna join us?” Bucky asks tilting his head and everyone looks to him bewildered, Natasha just smiles, “Um," he looks around noticing all the eyes on him, “it’s just, we haven’t seen you in a while, so I dunno…” he trails off and looks up at the ceiling.

Sophia looks at everyone else and then narrows her eyes at Natasha who just continues to smile, "Sure.”

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“I’ll get her back okay!” Bucky laughs while grabbing a box of noodles, “I said it was funny, but still," he playfully glares at Sophia, “I could’ve died!” He dramatically puts a hand to his chest.

“Oh whatever!” Sophia laughs grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and makes her way back to the sofa, “I’m not scared anyway. You seem quite harmless.”

“Yeah, what are you gonna do Barnes?" Sam says, "Fight her? Put fucking mentos in her soda? TP her bedroom? Your pranks suck.” He then rolls his eyes and takes a drink of his beer.

“Oh yeah?” He narrows his eyes at Sam, “What about the time we hung Natasha’s clothes on that electrical line!?”

Sam’s eyes widen and Bucky fell silent, as did everyone else, “Barnes, I hate you.”

They both slowly turn to look at Natasha who was calmly drinking a cup of coffee next to Sophia on the sofa. She smiles as she takes another sip, “So that was you boys?”

“Maybe.” They both say in unison.

Natasha looks at Sophia and then smirks a bit, “I knew it was you two, I’m not an idiot.” She smiles, “I’m over it though that was almost a year ago.” That didn’t seem to make them feel better though because they start to shift uncomfortably under her gaze, “But if either of you hurt her—“ she gestures to Sophia, “I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

Everyone is silent for a moment, then Tony enters, and he raises and eyebrow at the silence, “I haven’t heard you guys this quiet in a while. What happened?”

“Nat threatened to kill Sam and Bucky.” Steve said calmly, not looking up from his food.

“Oh, so nothing new.” He sits on the arm rest next to Sophia, “"I thought I told you to keep in touch?”

Tony figured Sophia wouldn't keep in touch, but he had hoped she would. He wasn't actually angry or disappointed in her, he was more curious as to why she didn't. He understood that she still needed some time to adjust to living with everyone, but he thought they had a good bond and that she would at least let him know that she was alive. Maybe some day she would learn to open up to him more, learn to trust him more, he just needed to be more patient.

She groans next to him and leans her head on his elbow, "I know, I'm sorry." She sits back up and frowns, "I didn't do anything. I just stayed in my room and watched Netflix, read a few books."

He nods and grabs a box of noodles from the coffee table, "Alright." He notices she wasn't eating and raises an eyebrow, "You gonna eat?”

"I did before you guys got home.”

"She ate all all my grapes!" Sam points at Sophia, "I'm heartbroken!" He sighs and grabs his chest.

She glares at him, "I said I was sorry, Sam!”

Bucky elbows him, "You don't even like grapes you asshole." He shakes his head, "You got them by accident. You thought they were some new form of blueberry." Sophia giggles and Bucky winks at her.

"That's a damn lie!" Sam glares at him, "Like yeah I hate them, but I'm not that stupid!"

"Then why did you get them?" Wanda asks.

"I dunno, I was on this fruit kick a while back and Steve said grapes were good," he shivers, "he lied to me.”

“Hey, I like grapes!" Steve chuckles, "But not the green ones, those things are too sour.”

Sophia nods, “Yeah, I like the red ones the best.”

"Why the fuck are we talking about grapes?" Tony groans while getting up and dropping his untouched container back on the coffee table.

"We should all go to bed," Steve says looking at his watch, "it's late.”

"You're no fun, Rogers." Natasha smirks as she stands up, taking her coffee cup to the kitchen, "I am exhausted though.”

"Even after the coffee?" Sophia turns around in the sofa looking back at her.

She chuckles, "It's decaf, hun.”

Sophia pulls her legs up to her chest, "Oh." She gnaws at her bottom lip for a moment, "We should probably clean this stuff up though.” She looks at the coffee table full of half eaten Chinese containers.

"We can do that," Steve says, "you get to bed." He says gesturing toward the hallway behind the sofa.

Sophia furrows her brows together, "I'm not helpless, I can do something.”

"Hey Buck," Steve calls out, completely ignoring her, making Bucky look up from the pile of containers he was collecting, "can you make sure Sophia gets to her room? She needs sleep and so do you.”

Bucky raises an eyebrow suspiciously at Steve then looks Sophia up and down, "If she wants to help, let her.”

"Bucky, just go." Steve says more stern this time, "Next time, you both can clean up by yourselves, deal?”

Bucky rolls his eyes, dropping the container that was in his hand, and walks to the entry way of the kitchen, "Alright Sophia, Captain says it's beddy time," he gestures with his hand, "so let's go.”

She glares at Steve who just smiles innocently and then look to Sam, Wanda, and Natasha who can't hold back their laughter, "I'm not sure I like being back.”

“Aw," Sam says, "don't say things like that! You're gonna hurt our feelings!”

She ignores Sam's comment while walking toward Bucky and down the hallway, silently cussing in her head. She didn't know why everyone was trying to push Bucky on her, not that she minded spending time with him, he was nice to look at and he smelled so good, it was just he didn't seem to want to be around her. The pair are silent for a while as they make their way up the stairs towards her bedroom. Suddenly, Sophia decides to vent a little, "How long is everyone here gonna treat me like I'm a kid?”

Bucky chuckles a bit, "They're just looking out for ya, they don't mean anything by it."

"Really?" She wrinkles her nose in frustration, "I guess I'm just not use to so much, niceness." She sighs and shakes her head.

He nods, "It takes some adjusting, but you'll be fine.”

They get to her door and she turns to him, “Hopefully I adjust faster. I keep thinking there's a hidden agenda behind all of this." She chuckles to herself and looks at the floor.

Bucky leans with his back against the wall not looking at her, “Look, I know this is none of my business, but can I give you some advice?” He pauses waiting for her to stop him, but she just shrugs, "That part of your life is over. The people here are genuine and really do care." She fiddles with her fingers silently and he turns to face her, "Tony never calls people when we're on missions, occasionally Pepper, but that’s it. Then there’s Natasha, who rarely ever likes anyone, but she's taken quiet a liking to you. Vision actually talks to you about normal things, which no one else can, outside Wanda of course. Banner obviously cares, I mean, he built that thing to make sure you get better. Wanda helps you through your nightmares and shares books with you. Clint got him and you matching bracelets. Steve really cares about you too that’s why I'm here, making sure you get to bed." He smirks and shrugs, "But Sam's an asshole to everyone, so I can't speak for him.”

She chuckles a bit and then smiles, "What about you Sergeant?”

His eyes widen, “Um, what about me?”

"You mentioned everyone, except yourself." She smile shyly and looks into his eyes, "What do you think of me?"

Bucky wanted to tell Sophia everything that was in his heart, but the words just wouldn't come out. Truthfully, he hadn't stopped thinking about her since she moved in a few months ago. The way she made him feel like such and idiot every time she looked into his eyes just drew him in more and her smile was something that took his breath away; he'd move mountains just to see that smile. The longer he stands there trying to think of something to say, the more uncomfortable Sophia seems to become, so he looks away from her and clears his throat, "Um," he pauses for a minute unsure how to proceed, "you're nice, except for the almost killing me thing."

Sophia sighs lightly, "I really am sorry about that.”

"I'm just kidding." He pushes off the wall, "Now, get to bed before Steve kills me."

"Okay, Sergeant." She rolls her eyes and turns to the door.

“Hey," he clears his throat and she turns back to face him, "I've been meaning to tell you, call me Bucky.”

"Steve didn't like me calling him Captain either..." She trails off and crosses her arms, "It's just, um, weird for me. I've always had to call men by their rank.”

He takes a deep breath, ”I get it,“ he smiles gently back to her, "but you're among friends now.”

She takes a shaky breath, “Promise?”

“I promise.” He nods to her room, “Now get some sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow."

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Laundry virgin

Steve rogers x gn!reader

Summary: You and Steve go on a little cute date after you met at the laundromat.

Warnings: none!! Pure fluff!

A/N: it's been a while but i'm back with the sequel of that fic you guys liked so muuuuch!!

part one!

not my gif!

Since you met at the laundromat, Steve and you talked very little by messages and even less by calls. The poor old man was indeed bad with smartphones and you only talked when you were calling or sending the first message, and Steve was always ending his messages by his name like he wasn't registered in your contacts. Plus, you were adults and both busy, both on each side with your works, family and other stuff.

When you came home the day you met, you were sure you had already seen or heard the name "Steve Rogers". You googled it and with horror found out that he was the one and only, Captain America, and you were even more mortified realizing that you flirted with him which made your messages a little bit colder than they were because... he's an adult super hero right ? You were a bit lost, about your feelings, about how you talked to him and about his feelings, what if you had imagined everything ? Steve, on his side, had never been happier, the person that he thought was the most beautiful on earth was talking to him, daily, every message you sent was bringing a smile to his face. He indeed noticed that your mood changed but he just thought that it was because you guys only saw each other once and that you were hesitant to open up to him because, he was still an stranger to you.

When he realized that he frowned, bit his lip then managed to write a message that sounded like: "Hi, it's been a while since we've seen each other. Would you like if we met at Grand Branks at 7 p.m tomorrow ? If you're available, Steve." He was always really formal in his message, his inner old soul did this, he was writing a message like he was writing a letter he was just that way.

You received that message when you were going out of the shower, you putted on a towel and went to check your phone, you had heard the familiar ring from the bathroom. You take it in your hands, open it and your breath get caught in your throat as you see the name that appears on the screen, and you nearly choke as you read the message. A million of "oh-my-god" go though your head before your brain decide to work and search if you had anything planned tomorrow, you figured out that you didn't and with trembling fingers answered. "No i'm not busy so I guess I'll see you tomorrow here, can't wait, Y/N." You were formal only because he was and you thought it was weird if you weren't formal as he was. Steve received your message with the same smile you had when you sent it.

The time of the date arrived quickly, and you both were stressed as hell, you both also putted on your favourite outfits, and you both were really excited to see each other! Steve was at the restaurant thirty minutes early and was cracking his fingers one by one of nervousness. What if you didn't come? What if he was wrong about your intentions? What if you just wanted to be friends? I mean friends can invite each other at the restaurant right-Oh. His thoughts were stopped completely when he saw you walking in the restaurant, you haven't saw him so he watched you carefully as you were looking for him, his eyes were so glued to you that he didn't think about indicating to you were he was, he was just admiring from afar. His heart was racing in his chest but skipped a beat when your eyes met and he swears his jaw was on the floor, you were perfect. If he could he would've married you right here, right now.

You became red when you saw how handsome he was, he was perfectly dressed, between the casual and the classy, but you became redder when you saw how he was looking at you, he was basically undressing you with his eyes and it was giving you butterflies. You quickly made you way over him and he stood up as fastly. He gave you a flash of his beautiful smile and hugged you while whispering a shaky "Hi". You answered the same way while hugging him, he took your chair so you could sit on it then sit at his. A little bit a gentlemen-y wasn't so bad after all.

"Did i made you wait ?" You chuckled a bit and he returned your laugh.

"Don't worry, you're right on time, i'm the one early, bad habit." He took his glass while smiling and drank a bit of whatever was in it.

"Bad habit ? I don't think everyone would agree with you." You took the menu in your hands and chuckled. "Did you made your choice yet ? There's do many dishes i feel like i'm losing my mind.."

He laughed at your remark and putted down the menu before putting one of his hands in his hair quickly. "Don't worry you're not the only one losing your mind here, that's why I'm here early so I can choose which dish I will pick, and I still haven't made my choice." It was your turn to laugh and Steve thought that he wanted to make your beautiful laugh his ringtone, creepy, but that's how much he loved your voice and everything about you.

The night spent, perfectly, you both were a bit tipsy from the bottle of wine you had drank but not enough to be super drunk. Just enough to give you both a boost of confidence. He walked you home to your appartment because it was getting dark and you were cold, so he gave you his jacket which you appreciated a lot because, it smelt like the super soldier. Though the night you spent with him, he was so sincere and kind with you that you completely forgot about the fact that he was the Captain America, he was just a beautiful human being, and that was enough. You soon arrived in front of your appartment and you both let go each other hand that you were holding because of the cold, yeah right, the cold. Steve looked at you with stars in his ocean eyes and you swore at that moment that was the prettiest thing that you ever seen in your entire life. You saw his beautiful eyes looking softly at your lips but quickly returning back to your eyes. You thought he was going to kiss you right here right now but then.

He kissed your right cheek while caressing your other one. "Have a good night Y/N.." is what he purred in your ear with a charming smile and you felt your knees go weak, your cheeks were crimson and you just stood there, watching him slowly go away in the corridor.

Steve had the door in his hand when he heard fast running coming towards the stairs, he arched an eyebrow then turned around only to feel two arms and a body crashing into him just as the lips that were on his. This scent, he knew it, it was you. He slowly closed his eyes as his body was slamming on the door semi-opened, he returned the fever kiss as it was burning on his lips and changed your positions so you could be on the door, you were kissing each other like two animals but then you heard a door noise and your both bodies went straight and turned around like two kids who had been caught doing something bad. Plus, both of your faces were red tomato and you were trying to catch your breaths.

You saw that old man of Mr.Nakajima, opening the door with his brows furrowed, oh he was angry. "Are you trying to wake me up ? Because you did! Just get a room! These kids..." He slammed his door shut and you and Steve remained calm until that and you burst out in laughters. Steve watched you and picked you up as you let out a small scream: "What do you think you're doing Steve ?"

He laughed and replied quickly: "Getting a room!"

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