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thyme-in-a-bubble · 6 months

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kinktober, day twenty-six

a/n: ........I mean, how could i not? it's a classic.

summary: “oh, naughty, naughty you,” Tony crossed his arms with a chuckle, “what were you hoping to get out of this, huh? Sneak in here and seduce the whole team? Is one just not enough for you?” the rest of the men snickered at his mocking quips.

warnings: reader x pro football team!avengers (bf!steve rogers, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, clint barton, sam wilson, tony stark, thor odinson), smut, slight dubcon, pro athlete au (even though i know the majority of them are american, i’m just gonna say that they play for a team somewhere else just so that i don’t have to say soccer, it hurts my soul), the old oops i accidentally walked into the locker room trope, gangbang, everyone's a hoe, established relationship, kissing, size kink, dirty talk, handjobs, oral, thigh riding, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, anal, double penetration, bukkake, spit kink, squirting, impact play, choking, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

word count: 5400

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“You were amazing out there,” you purred between pecks as Steve’s firm thigh, slotted between your own, rubbed against your core, your short skirt flaring out over the shorts of his uniform.

“Thank you,” he chuckled, his lips fluttering down your neck as he uttered, “you know, I think was even better with you in the audience,” nudging his leg more determinedly against you as you melted against the wall he had you pressed against, “like you brought me luck or something.”

Just then, as you felt yourself begin to soak through your underwear and mark your boyfriend’s uniform, someone from further down the hallway poked their head out of a door and shouted, “hey, Rogers!” reeling back from the crook of your neck with a peeved exhaled, Steve cast his glance in the individual's direction, “coach wants a word with you in his office.”

“Alright, thanks,” he nodded before turning his attention back to you, arms firm on either side of your head, cosily caging you in as he spoke, “I’ll be right back,” his leg reluctantly retracted from your warmth, “there is lounge down around the corner there that should be on the quiet side about now if you don’t wanna wait out here,” he offered a vague nod to his left before dipping down to near your lips one last time.

Smile growing wide at his considerateness, you breathed, “okay,” but the kiss you thought he wanted to give to you never came as his nose just ghosted against your own, seemingly savouring the moment before you felt him shift and his finger disappeared below your skirt, “Steve, what are you-,” but the rest of your sentence never saw the light of day as, with a daring smirk on his lips, Steve swiftly kneeled down before you and snatched your underwear down past your knees, keeping his eyes on yours as he methodically manoeuvred your jelly like legs to steal the sodden garment completely.

“I’ll come find you in a bit, yeah?” he placed a playful peck right above your knees before straightening back up.

“Steve!” you hazily giggled as he began to disappear down the corridor.

“10 minutes, 15 tops!” he called over his shoulder as he sauntered away from your stunned form, “then I’m claiming my prize!”

With a breathy chuckle still billowing from your lips, you pulled out your phone and rounded the corner, scrolling through your options of temporary entertainment as you neared the room that you could supposedly wait in.

Eyes glued to the small screen in your hands, you didn’t even glance up as you reached the first door you approached, not assuming there were any other options, you simply pushed it open and strolled in.

Fully expecting that you were nearing a couch or something soon, the room you’d blindly entered turned out to not be the lounge you’d thought it was, but instead, the team’s locker room as you swiftly walked straight into a broad and bare chest.

“Wow, I’m sorry-,” your eyes tore away from your screen to finally discover where you were. Vision growing wide, you stared up at the athlete before you, his golden mane rustling from the collision, “I-I-…”

Blinking up at Thor, your own name even escaped your memory as you found yourself in the very last place you should have wandered into.

From off to the side, you heard the voice of Tony holler, “hey sweetheart, fans aren’t allowed in here,” before leaning closer to the sandy buzzcut beside him and muttering quietly, “I thought they said they had tightened security around here…”

With your feet still frozen to the floor, your mouth hung agape as your eyes glazed over the recognisable individuals throughout the room, all in various states of undress. As Thor’s towering form moved past, walking over to snatch up a towel, someone else dexterously took his place, “wait a second, I recognise you,” you blinked back at the guy who rarely left your boyfriend’s side, “you’re Cap’s new girl, aren’t you?”

“I-I-, yeah,” you stammered, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to walk in here-”

“Oh, but you did,” Bucky teasingly took a step closer.

“I was, uh, looking for the lounge, and I was just staring at my phone,” you swallowed thickly as someone out of the corner of your eye peeled off their shirt, “I’m so sorry, I'll get out,” but as you whirled around to bolt out of there, you just collided with another individual that had slyly slotted in between you and the only way out of here.

“You’re cute,” you heard Bucky continue as you blinked up at Pietro, his athletic physique now completely blocking the exit, just as Thor's, the team's goalie, would do before the vast net during an intense game, “isn’t she cute, guys?”

Soft echoes of agreeance bounced off the walls before Pietro smiled down at you, “what’s your name, baby?” his accent sending a shiver straight down your spine.

“Y/n…” you softly uttered, your heartbeat deafening in your ears, growing and rippling out from where it was still thumping from between your thighs.

“That’s a pretty name,” his eyes washed over your visage, licking it up like he was at a museum.

“So, tell us, Y/n,” you spun back around at the sound of Bucky’s timbre, “did you really just not pay attention or did you perhaps walk in here on purpose?”

“No!” you squeaked, “I swear, I didn’t-”

“Because I think you were trying to catch a little glimpse,” he teasingly cut you off with a soft tilt of his head.

“Oh, naughty, naughty you,” Tony crossed his arms with a chuckle, “what were you hoping to get out of this, huh? Sneak in here and seduce the whole team? Is one just not enough for you?” the rest of the men snickered at his mocking quips.

“No, I wasn’t trying anything, I-,” the rest of your plea got suddenly swapped out with a shuttering gasp as the player sitting on the bench beside you had begun to ghost his hand against the goosebump-ridden flesh of your leg, sneakily twisting his position enough to catch a glimpse as his touch carelessly bushed against your short skirt, making it briefly fluff out enough for him to notice.

“Hey,” Sam boomed to the rest of the team, “she’s not wearing any panties!”

“She’s not?” Thor turned his head to join the festivity entirely.

“Fuck,” you heard Clint curse gutturally, “you came to the game like that?”

From right beside him, Tony bit down on his smirk, “what a little fucking slut…”

“No, it wasn’t-”

But before you could manage to convince them, Pietro pushed your form lightly and sent you directly into Bucky’s waiting arms. With your back arched like a ski slope, your short skirt rose up, covering virtually nothing, especially after you’d had your undergarments stolen, and granted the men behind you a pornographic view of the state Steve had left you in.

Catching your chin between his thumb and forefinger, Bucky tilted your head up to catch your hazy eye, “why don’t you wait here with us?”

“I-…” you blinked back at him, feeling your chest rise and fall rapidly against his.

“Rogers won’t mind,” he shook his head reassuringly, fingers shifting to gently caress you’re your heated cheek, “promise.”

“Yeah,” Pietro’s voice resonated vibrantly from behind you once more, “we always take good care of his girls…”

Utterly spellbound by his ocean gaze, your head nodded fuzzily, “o-okay,” your breaths came in shaky as you spoke, “I guess if you say Steve wouldn’t mind, then I could probably just hang out in here for a bit till he gets back.”

“Great!” Sam clapped his hands together, the sudden noise causing you to jump out of the burly arms that held you.

Leaning back against his locker, Clint then asked, “so did you enjoy the game?”

“Oh, sure,” with clumsy words flowing from your lips, your eyes traced Thor’s half-naked form as he crossed the room, “it was fun, I mean, you guys played really well, congrats on the win by the way.”

“Aw, thanks,” the man your gaze was locked upon sniggered as he settled in beside Tony, then leaned in to mutter in his ear just loud enough for you to catch, “Cap really wasn’t bluffing about her.”

“Dude, I know,” Tony harmonized lowly before raising his voice, “so, Y/n!” he slyly cleared his throat, “you never did tell us why you came to our game commando. Did you do that for us?”

“Oh, I-…” you averted your gaze, attempting to explain it with an airy laugh, “that wasn’t me, Steve kinda stole them a few minutes ago.”

Counting from behind you, Pietro challenged, “oh, Steve stole them, did he now?”

“Yeah,” you nodded bashfully.

“And just why would he do such a thing?”

“I-…” you redirected your vision up towards the ceiling, “I think it’s easy enough to deduce what he was thinking.”

“Yeah, but I wanna hear you say it,” Pietro playfully stepped closer, tilting his head to catch your nervous gaze.

“Come on, honey,” Sam’s tongue flickered out to glisten up his smirk, “don’t get shy on us now.”

Gnawing on your bottom lip, you then confessed with an exhale, “…we were gonna go celebrate…”

“Celebrate? Really?” Bucky’s gaze gleamed back at you in amusement, “well, that sounds fun, doesn’t it sound fun, guys?” he didn’t tear his eyes away from you as he countered to the others, their enthusiastic replies swiftly filling the thick air. Slowly leaning in close, he tugged a stray piece of your hair behind your ear, “you know what I think?” your head instantly shook, hypnotically granting him the answer to continue, “I think we deserve some celebrating as well, don’t you think? I mean, it wasn’t only Rogers out there on the field. Don’t we deserve a prize as well?”

As he cradled your face, all you could do was melt, “I-… I guess so…”

Closing the short distance, Bucky planted a feathery kiss upon your lips before tilting his head back ever so slightly to flash you a playful glance, “yeah?” his words were just above a whisper, “you wanna celebrate with us till Rogers gets back?”

With starry eyes, you blinked back up at the football player and hummed, utterly spellbound, “uh-huh,” before his lips pressed against yours once more, kissing you like there was no tomorrow.

Letting go of your face, his silky touch casketed down your form like a waterfall, flutteringly roaming, up and down, each time carelessly catching your skirt and letting it gather up with his hungry movements.

As you purred enchantedly against Bucky’s lips, Pietro behind you sank down to his knees, his intentions becoming clear as you began to feel soft pecks flutter across the backs of your thighs, his fingertips raking over your tingling skin in sloppy patterns.

But as his caresses danced their way further north up your flesh, I didn’t take long before the greedy man dove head first into what he truly wanted to kiss, rendering you to tear away from Bucky’s lips with a dizzying pant, “oh my god,” and bury your face in his brawny chest.

Lapping against your soppy folds, Pietro let go of your puffy pearl with a pop, briefly pulling back to share, “fuck, she tastes good.”

“Oh yeah?” Thor breathed from the sidelines.

“Like fucking sunshine and rainbows,” he elaborated with gravelly desperation in his tone before latching onto your core once more.

You barely noticed when people stepped closer, scarcely knowing whose hands were exploring your every inch, all you knew was how incredible they made you feel.

Squeezing your boobs through your thin shirt, nipples pebbly and clear through the fabric, you felt Tony’s breath tickle your ear, “you mind taking this off for us, sweetheart?”

Eyes fluttering over your shoulder to find him, you simply raised your arms high above your head and let them yank your t-shirt off and merrily discover how you hadn’t bothered to put a bra on this morning.

Glancing down, you watched as Clint cupped your softness in his wide palms, “damn, look at these fucking tits,” he gave them a little jiggle before dipping his head down low to place a few pecks along them. With the left of your small buds swiftly getting captured by his lips, a different hand took over palming your right as your fingers found Clint’s short hair, your nails scraping gently along his scalp, “you like that, hon?” he blinked up at you as he sucked, friskily nipping at your sensitive skin, “you like having these little nipples played with, huh?”

“Mhm,” you nodded hazily as someone reached out to pinch harshly the one not getting slobbered.

“What else do you like, huh?” Bucky asked, his radiating form still pressed up against you. Capturing your chin, his thumb extended to brush over your lips, “you like having something in this pretty little mouth of yours?” poking it in, the pad of his finger softly ran across your tongue before your lips enclosed around him, your head blissfully bobbing as you sucked on his digit, “yeah? You wanna suck our cocks?” he retracted his digit, smearing saliva across your cheek as you offered him a foggy nod, “you think you can handle all of us at once?”

“I don’t know if I can,” you admitted with excitement bubbling in your belly, “I’ve never been with more than just one person at a time.”

“Oh no, really?” Tony rumbled playfully, “you’ve never been shared by more?” he palmed your tit roughly as you craned your neck to gaze at him, “what a fucking shame, truly, you deserve to be worshipped like a goddess.”

“Don’t you worry, darling,” Thor smirked, “we’ll help you,” before Pietro as the last one distanced himself, letting go of your petals with a pop, as you sank down to the floor.

You hadn’t really noticed before, but now that you were at the right eye level, it became impossible not to take in the team’s enthusiasm. Most of them were already touching themselves and some even had already whipped their cocks out, the vision causing your eyelids to flutter as your brain turned molten at the possibilities.

“O-oh, wow,” your eyes grew to the size of plates as they tugged their shorts down, “I-I-,” lengths springing free all around you, “I don’t know where to start… wow…” a giggle suddenly began to bubble out of you as you tore your stare away from their erections to find their eyes, “h-hi.”

Grasping your hand in his, Bucky then wrapped your fingers around his girth, smiling down at you as he throbbed for you, “hey, baby.”

“You’ll all so-,” your dazed gaze flickered around at them all, “wow…”

Raising your other hand up, you enclosed it around Clint, testing out a gentle jerk to gauge their reactions.

“Yeah, right back at ya,” Clint echoed your compliments as his mouth fell open, utterly spellbound by your tender efforts.

Catching Pietro’s eye, you slowly leaned in and gave his tip a sweet kiss, smile wide as you then licked it a few times as if he was a melting ice cream cone on a hot summer’s day, “oh, shit,” he groaned, the grip he had around his base tightening, “open up for me, baby,” parting your lips, he then slowly rocked forward to fill up your mouth slightly, “yeah, just like that,” you felt his pulse against your tongue, “fuck…”

Head bopping gently at a leisurely pace, drooling blissfully around Pietro’s bulbous head, you shifted your hands, eyes fluttering in an attempt to locate the others, Sam and Thor then instead came to your rescue by seizing your flailing hands and bringing them to what you sought.

When you pulled back from Pietro to catch your breath, his dick falling from your swollen lips with a crisp pop, you barely managed to suck in one whole breath before Tony’s hands seized either side of your face, bringing you close and sliding his cock in past your gasp.

“Here you go,” he groaned as he rolled his hips, instantly going so deep that he tickled the back of your throat. With his fist tight around his base, he reluctantly let you come up for air, pulling back so swiftly as if the lack of your warmth pained him, “show me that tongue, angel,” chest heaving and eyes a daze, your mouth fell open and did as he requested, a hot string of drool promptly dripping from it and connecting to your exposed chest. Grabbing your chin and holding it tight, he leaned down and spit in your mouth, watching only a moment as it sparkled on your tongue before he tapped the weight of his girth against it, playing with it like a rain puddle before he ruthlessly thrust forward so deep that his heavy sack nuzzled against your chin and his tip disappeared deep down your throat, “there you go, honey,” fingers woven in your hair, he kept you still as he fucked your face, “there you go…”

As Tony selfishly made you choke on his cock, Clint then knelt down beside you and reached under the short skirt that still clung to your hips. One hand still pumping himself, his other fingers found your core.

“Fuck, she’s so wet,” he groaned, granting your aching clit a few circles before your pussy practically sucked one of his fingers in from how turned on you were, slipping in with no effect at all. Girth falling from your lips, you let out a shuttering gasp. Pressing his cheek against your own, Clint chuckled lowly, “you like that, baby?” lavishly caressing your walls ever so slowly, “that what you need?”

“Oh, god,” you panted, eyes fluttering shut, “yes!”

As he offered you another digit, he kept up a dizzying pattern of pumping his fingers into you, petting against a spot that made your pussy sing, only to retract them in order to rub your puffy pearl, repeating the dance till your legs trembled against the cool tile floor.

“How about something else, huh?” Thor’s voice cut through your haze, “you wanna get that little pussy stretched out by something else?” your frame then jumped as Clint promptly landed a sharp slap against your soppy folds, forcing your eyes to snap open and your mind to race for an answer.

Eyes training on Thor, a playful smirk bloomed on your lips, “what do you have in mind?” you asked innocently before you leaned in close and swiped your tongue over his leaking tip.

Pumping his cock tightly in his fist, he tapped it against your beaming face and chuckled, “you really want me to spell it out for you?” to which you simply giggled under the weight of his length as a reply, one that swiftly got cut short and morphed into a gasp as Clint beside you plucked you up onto your wobbly feet.

Working as the team that they were, they spun you around so that your backside pressed up against Thor. Hiking your skirt far enough up your waist to render it useless, the blonde athlete gazed down at your dripping mess, nuzzled against him and virtually drooling for him to split you open.

“Look at that…” he briefly swiped his cock through your folds, parting them with his girth, “so pretty,” before his hips snapped forward and buried himself completely, “fuck…”

Eyes fluttering closed, you let out a shuttering moan as he held you there for a moment, savouring the euphoric sensation as your spine melted back against his chest. As Thor nuzzled you close, filling your cunt up so much that your knees threatened to give out, you felt stray hands find your tits, twisting and tweaking your nipples teasingly as some others grabbed your palms and guided them towards their cocks, enveloping their own around yours and fucking up into your touch.

“How does she feel?” you heard Tony ask.

Grip digging into your hips, Thor eased his length out, just halfway, before slamming it back inside, poking a place that pushed the air out of your lungs, “fucking incredible,” his lips ghosted against the shell of your ear.

When a pair of hands found your face, cupping your flaming cheeks, your eyes dreamily blinked open once more to gaze back at Sam. Briefly pressing his lips against yours, it nearly gave you whiplash when they then manoeuvred your spine to bend, bowing down for your mouth to be aligned with Sam's excitement.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” he pumped his cock before you, smile growing wider as your soft tongue began to swipe across him, “don’t forget the nuts,” he lifted his length far enough out of your reach, groaning loudly as you began to drool all over his jewels as he wished, “that’s it, atta girl…”

Feeling Thor’s hands shift, one of them came to clench your skirt tightly, gathering the fabric on the small of your back and holding onto it as an anchor as the other one descended upon your ass, slapping away in quick succession, just hard enough for it to tingle deliciously.

It all felt like a blur, like a dream. A beautiful and intoxicating dream. The kind of dream you’d never wanna wake from.

After cumming all over Thor’s cock, in the hazy daze of it all, it took you a moment to realise that they had all switched out, trading places so that Pietro was now behind you, sliding in and out of your clenching cunt, and Clint was before you, sinking his dick so far down your throat that it left an imprint.

“This how you thought meeting the team would go, huh?” Bucky’s timbre cut through all of the moans, “this what you expected?” his touch was all over you, so hungry that you could barely keep track of it, “you expected us to pass you around and fuck your brains out?” gliding his palm down your spine, he then came to fixate on the little rosebud just shy north of where Pietro was having his fill, “has Cap fucked you here before?”

In between your sloppy pecks across Clint’s cock, you admitted, “a-a couple times.”

“A couple of times,” he chuckled darkly, “really?”

“What a dirty little girl you are, letting your boyfriend fuck you in the ass,” Clint suddenly got down to your level and plucked up your flustered face, bringing you close to his own, “say it, say that you’re a dirty girl.”

The words promptly flowed from you as if you were hypnotised, “I’m a dirty girl.”

Tapping your cheek lightly with his palm, he ordered, “again.”

“I’m a dirty girl.”

Slapping your features harsher this time, “one more time, what are you?”

“A-, fuck,” you whined, brows knitted as your pussy filled the room with soppy melodies of desire, “a dirty girl!

Just then, the door to the locker room burst open and in strolled none other than your boyfriend.

“Alright guys, listen up!” he called out before he truly took in the activities he’d just interrupted, “couch says that-,” but then when his gaze finally trained on your cockdrunk visage, the rest of his important message trailed off, “Y/n?”

“Oh hey, Cap,” Bucky grinned, none of the players slowing down at the appearance of their leader, “thought we’d keep your girl entertained while you were gone.”

Closing the door behind him, Steve took a slow step forward and sighed, “guys, seriously?” his glare found each and every one of them, “I was gonna talk to her first,” stride leisurely, he moved closer to you, peeling his shirt off as he did so. Kneeling down before you, getting on your level, a warm smile bloomed upon his lips as his eyes locked with your hazy ones, “hey baby.”

“S-Steve,” you whimpered, wanting so badly to explain, but unable to do anything other than melt even further.

“How are you doing, huh?” the back of his knuckles softly ghosted down your cheek as his gentle tone washed over you like a warm cup of tea, “you still wanna tell me how well I played today or are you too busy telling the rest of the team?”

“No, please don’t go,” you grabbed onto his tender touch, “please!”

Straightening back up to his full height, he pulled his shorts down and let his cock spring free, slapping his toned abdomen with its enthusiasm.

“You mind?” he offered Pietro a nod before the man complied, easing out, and passing you to Steve’s open arms. Scooping you up, his strong grip curved around your bottom entirely. Pressing your lips to his, you tangled your arms around his neck as he nudged your weeping core against his girth, your cunt already creaming and painting his cock a milky shade.

Carrying you in his arms as if it took no effort at all, Steve raised you up further, aligning you just so before dropping you back down again and letting you sink down onto his dick, the sensation causing a pornographic mewl to escape both of your lips as you let the fevered kiss crumble in order to hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“Fucking hell, that’s it,” Steve groaned, lifting you up and down in his grip like a precious little cocksleeve, “that what you needed, huh? You needed me to fuck your pretty little hole?” palming your bottom roughly, he them landed a few swift slaps across it causing even more electricity to course throughout you with the sparks of pleasurable pain, “after the team had their fill, you still needed to feel me?” eyes squeezed shut, your drool smeared against his pulse as you felt him extend a finger and rub a few circles over your other hole, all of the other previous activities already slickening it up enough to make his dance molten and his initiative effortless when he plugged it up, “have me fuck you in front of all of them, give them a good view of what a beautiful mess they’ve made of you… Open your eyes, baby,” hazy vision blinking open, the side of your head stayed plastered against your boyfriend’s broad shoulder as your eyes locked on the spectators, “look at them, look at what you do to them, look at how much they want you.”

Trembling in his arms, so violently that you convulsed off his cock completely, it wasn’t till Sam excitedly pointed out, “oh, she’s a squirter!” that you noticed the gushing waterfall your high had showered Steve with.

“Damn right she is,” Steve smiled proudly, realigning his tender hold as he pressed a soft peck to your temple, “my girl is full of many talents,” with long strides, he then walked up to the bench in the middle of the room and slowly laid down upon it, securely holding your molten form close as he shifted, your body completely plastered on top of his as he cheekily spoke, “in fact, Buck, come over here, help me stuff her a bit more, yeah?”

Glance swiftly washing over Tony, Bucky asked, “hey, do you still have that-“

“Yep, of course,” Tony didn’t need any more to understand, hastily rummaging through his gym bag before tossing his teammate a small bottle of lube, “here!”

After liberally slickening himself up, you perked up a bit as you felt Bucky’s skin press against your own, your back arching up against his chest as he teased you, nudging his tip against your farmost entrance and rendering your form to yet again give into the ecstasy and recover in a flash.

But as soon as he confidently sank in at slow and steady pace, a gasp escaped your lungs, “oh my god!”

“What?” Steve smirked beneath you, catching your wild eyes as he teased, “what is it, babe? What’s he doing?”

Mouth agape and brows tightly knitted, you uttered, “he’s fucking my ass.”

“Who’s fucking your ass?” Steve’s mockingly sweet tone washed over you.

“Bucky,” you whimpered as he eased back out till just the essence of him remained.

“Why don’t you look back at him and say thank you?”

Twisting your head, you found his gaze and hazily managed, “thank you, Bucky,” the sensation of him sinking back in and splitting you apart made it nearly impossible to complete the task.

“Thank you, what?” Steve fished.

“Thank you for filling up my ass, Bucky.”

Capturing your face, Bucky cradled it in his hands as he smiled, “you’re so fucking welcome,” before dipping down to steal a sweet kiss, “any time, doll, any time…”

With your nose nuzzled against Bucky’s, your boyfriend’s low voice once more found your ears, “hey baby? Why don’t you slide my cock back in, huh? Stretch that little pussy out as well?”

Reaching down to seize it, you hummed fuzzily, “mhm,” before slipping it in, your eyes promptly fluttering shut at the ecstasy.

Their thrusts were slow but immensely intense, with a roughness hiding behind the pace that made you tremble between them.

“Fucking hell, if you don’t marry this girl, Cap,” you felt Bucky’s boorish fingers wrap around your delicate throat, “one of us will.”

Fighting to peel your blissful eyes open, you first caught sight of Steve’s adoring features beneath you, gazing between your fuzzy expression and your stretched-out holes as if you were some mystical goddesses. But then your vision glanced across the crowd of professional football players, all fixated on you and nobody else, stroking their cocks to the exact pace your holes got filled.

“I-I-, fuck-…” you whimpered as felt yourself once again near the edge.

“What, are you gonna cum again, sweetheart?” Steve moaned, rolling his hips up into you in a synchronized rhythm, “I can feel you-, christ, you clench down so fucking tight when you’re all stuffed like this,” he snaked his fingers down to strum your aching and overly sensitive clit, your frame nearly bucking away from him as he bullied the painfully puffy pearl.

“It’s too much, fuck-, I don’t think I can take it anymore,” you heard yourself cry, feeling as if you might actually pass out.

“No, no, baby, you can, you can,” your boyfriend declared determinedly, not slowing down one bit at the sight of your pout, “you can take it, you can cum with the both of us inside of you.”

“B-but it’s so much, I-”

“Don’t worry, we’ve got you, don’t we, Buck?”

“Right here, doll,” Bucky’s warm palm slid down your front and grasped your left tit, his whole arm curving over you like a seatbelt holding you upright and close to him, “just fall and we’ll catch you.”

And with that, your pour pussy poured out everything it had, tears spewing from your eyes at the intensity.

“Aah!”

Convulsing, you nearly tumbled to the tile below, but they both held you close, safely in their grasp as well as far down on their cocks as your gushing core clambered around them and nearly expelled them entirely.

Maybe you fell asleep, for even a second, because that’s what it felt like when you blinked your eyes open once more to find your drowsy frame situated on the floor, the lingering aid from a few of the men to get you relocated still remaining as you blinked up at all of them.

Had it truly been that many cocks that had in one way or another been inside of you today?

Smiling up at all seven of them from your position on your wobbly knees, you let your mouth fall open and your tongue roll out once last time as they furiously jerked themselves to completion before you, the grin on your face only growing wider as their cum began to paint your skin.

Twitching and panting, the majority still let their touch linger needily as they floated back down to earth.

Broad chest heaving with every deep breath, “babe,” Steve bit down on his smirk as he gazed down at the decorated state you were now in, “say thank you to the guys for taking such good care of you.”

Making your gaze go on a round to catch each and every one of their doting stares, you uttered breathlessly, “thank you.”

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dontcare77ghj · 11 months

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Children

Wanda x reader x Peter

When you were a child, you pictured your life going the way many orphans dreamed of.

Idealistically.

You dreamed of a family picking you, wanting you, and bringing you to a home filled with love and maybe a dog. The white picket fence lifestyle.

When HYDRA picked you, you had been unaware at the time, as had the seventy-four other children, how quickly that dream would shatter.

And, suddenly, the dream became making it to the end of the week.

Surviving the experiments, the torture, and living just a little while longer. Though some days you prayed for death more so than life.

When the Avengers raided the facility just after your fourteenth birthday, and the seventy-fourth child died, you thought you were dreaming.

Even now, two years later, there were days you were sure this was all some sick dream. That you would wake up back in your cell with no chance of a future.

But you didn't.

Instead, you woke up in your room in the Tower with your big windows, open doors, and a family waiting for you a couple of floors down.

Right now, you had no big dreams for the rest of your life. You did not plan out as you had when you didn't know better.

For now, you were living and enjoying the days as they came.

And you weren't going to let anyone take that from you.

"Nat, give me back the foundation!" You huffed, putting your hands on your hips.

"No. You don't need it. So you can't have it." Natasha told you firmly.

"You know I can just take it from you, right?" You asked, staring at the woman who'd resorted to standing on your bed.

"And I'll kick your ass. Point?" Natasha raised a brow.

"Nat, I don't have a scarf, and my hair won't cover this." You gestured to your neck. "It's ugly."

"It's a battle scar, and they're never ugly." Natasha corrected you, jumping to the floor. "You got this saving Steve's ass. You don't have anything to hide." She said, brushing the hair from your neck.

"But,"

"But?"

"What if Wanda and Pete don't like it?" You asked, touching the still tender cut.

"Okay, first of all, those two are usually covered in worse than this, okay? And second of all, they won't care." Natasha said, cupping your face in her hands.

"Yeah?"

"They asked you on this date after you'd been sparing with Steve." Natasha reminded you. "You were sweaty and out of breath,"

"I didn't smell great."

"Probably not. But they still asked you." Natasha said. "You look beautiful, and they're not going to know what to do with themselves."

"Are you sure?" You asked, anxiety making a mess of your stomach.

"Yes," Natasha promised, kissing your temple. "Now, are you ready to watch their jaws drop?"

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"You two look nice." Steve smiled as Wanda and Peter entered the living room. "Big night on the town?"

"Can you sound any more like a dad, Steve?" Bucky groaned.

"You bring Wanda back by eleven, Parker." Clint reminded the vigilante. "I know where you live, and I know how to get in."

"I stand corrected," Bucky muttered.

"You know we're sixteen, right?" Wanda raised a brow at the archer.

"Oh, it's so cute when they think sixteen is grown up," Tony said, sitting beside Clint.

"Yeah, well, they go from sixteen to seventeen to eighteen, to out of your life pretty quickly." Clint sighed.

"Isn't your oldest thirteen?" Peter cocked his head.

"The oldest that I know of," Clint said, a shiver running down his spine.

"Anyway," Tony shook his head. "Where are you two off tonight? Do you want to borrow a car? Or Happy?"

"We're okay, Mr Stark. We don't need a car or Happy." Peter was quick to tell the man who was already getting his phone out. "We're going to the restaurant just down the street."

"Ooh, the good one with the good gelato?" Bucky groaned. "Stevie, get me some gelato." He said, hitting the blonde's arm.

"Get your own gelato, punk."

"The place down the street needs a reservation on Friday nights. Aren't you two cutting it close?" Tony asked.

"We have twenty minutes before we need to be there." Peter shook his head.

"We're just waiting on Y/N," Wanda added.

"I thought you were going on a date?" Bucky cocked his head.

"We are. With Y/N." Peter said, grabbing Wanda's hand as he stared nervously at the Avengers before them.

"Well, shit. I lost that bet."

"Yeah, I had June on the books."

"You bet on us?" Wanda scoffed.

"Ignore them. Congratulations."

"Just remember, kid. If you hurt either of them, we know where you live." Clint threatened, despite the smile on his face.

"Oh, please. My kid is a gentleman." Tony scoffed. "And, in a move very similar to me but doubled, he's picked two women who'll kick his ass for us if he does anything stupid."

"Ahem." Natasha's voice startled the men on the couch, causing them to turn. "If you lot are done, Peter, Wanda, ta-da," Natasha said, stepping aside.

Y/N stood a couple of paces behind where Natasha had been, and Wanda and Peter's jaws dropped.

"Y/N, you look stunning." Wanda smiled, moving towards the girl.

"Thank you." Y/N blushed. "Sorry, I'm late. Nat had to help me with my hair."

"You're not late." Peter was quick to assure. "We're early. Like so early. We probably rushed a little bit, but we were also nervous. But you could probably tell that because now I'm rambling,"

"Pete," Wanda said, taking the spider's hand with hers. "Breathe."

"Sorry," Peter said after a second to a giggling Y/N.

"It's okay. I'm used to it." She smiled. "You both look really nice. You even match." She pointed to Wanda's dress and Peter's matching bowtie. "I should've asked about the dress code."

"Well, we actually thought about that," Wanda said, using her magic to float a plastic container over to the three of them. "Peter found this, and we thought it might be cute."

"But if you don't want it you totally don't have to wear it," Peter said as Y/N opened the container and gently picked up the red corsage.

"No, I love it." She assured the two. "Help me put it on?" She held out her hand.

"Please, tell me you're filming this." Steve broke the moment. "This is adorable."

"No filming." Wanda groaned.

"Alright, you three better get out of here before one of this lot gets out a camera," Natasha said, ushering the teens to the elevator.

"Be good!"

"Have fun!"

"Be home by eleven!"

"Make good choices!"

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"Phil, I appreciate being considered for this, but,"

"It's suicidal." Bucky cut in, scowling at the file in his hand. "She's not going."

"Barnes, you can't make that decision for her." Phil sighed.

"I don't want to do this, Phil." You told the agent. "I'm not an agent. I'm not trained for this. It's nice of Fury to consider me,"

"Nice? He wants you to do this on your own, knowing you have no formal training and that you're a child." The soldier scoffed, throwing the file onto the table and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "If you try and take her, I will take you out." He said, dead-staring the agent in the eyes.

"No one is going to take anyone," Phil promised, raising his hands. "I'm passing on Fury's offer, that's all."

"That's all?" Bucky raised a brow.

"That's all." Phil nodded. "And since you've made it clear how you feel, I'll be on my way." He added, rising to his feet.

"I'm really sorry, Phil." You told the agent.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, kid." Phil shook his head. "I'll let Fury know your decision." He said before making his way out.

"Thanks for standing up for me, Buck." You said, turning to the man who gave you a smile.

"Anytime, small fry." He knocked your shoulder. "C'mon, let's get you a cupcake."

"You're such a cheater!"

"Just because you don't know the rules."

"We know the rules. You're the one not playing by them."

"The rules of MASH are clear. You have to put a different people for your future spouse." Peter told Wanda.

"And you have to put them individually." You added.

"But this way, I get to have you both. I win, you win, it's fine." Wanda waved a hand. "Besides, you want to talk about cheating and not following the rules? Then who's the one who put a draw two on a draw four?"

"You can!" You exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air. "It's somewhere in the rules. I read it once."

"In a dream, maybe." Peter scoffed. "That is nowhere in the rules, and we are not having this argument again."

"Why, because you know I'm right?" You challenged the spider.

"How did we get to this? We were talking about Wanda cheating." Peter reminded you.

"I am not cheating. I am just making sure I get the future I want." Wanda shrugged.

"Alright, maybe this is not the best game for us to be playing." You sighed, running a hand through your hair. "What's next on your list of things Wanda missed out on?" You turned to Peter.

"I have a list of movies, snack concoctions, a rebellious phase was added,"

"And achieved, I'd say." Wanda cut Peter off. "Why do we have a list again?"

"You wrote the list. You even added 'have a happy childhood' to the top. Which, just proves you've been spending too much time with MJ." You reminded her.

"You know what's not on that list?" Wanda asked as she took the notepad from Peter's hand. "Spend a day with you both."

"I think we've accomplished that many times over," Peter commented.

"Well, don't they say you should always repeat that which you love?"

"Oh, is that why we always end up doing that one position?" You snarked, causing Wanda to snort and Peter to burn red.

"Y/N, you can't say that! Someone might hear you!" Peter hissed, his head snapping to the door as if someone were going to bust through it.

"The only other two apartments on this floor are Nat's and Steve's, and they're out being adults." Wanda reminded Peter.

"What's the matter, Peter? You can do the act, but you can't say it?" You teased.

"I can say it."

"Then say it. Sex."

"Y/N."

"Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex-" You chanted before letting out a squeal as Peter launched across Wanda and tackled you to the bed.

"Peter, don't break the bed again!" Wanda squealed as she ended up smooshed between you and Peter.

"That was an accident!"

"And Steve still won't let us hear the end of it."

"And do you really want to go to Tony and tell him you broke another bed?"

"No." Peter burned redder than before. "I do not want to have that conversation again." He said, laying down atop the two of you.

"So, what? You're just going to use us as pillows for the day?" You asked, running your fingers through his curls.

"Yep."

"Well, that crosses that off the bucket list." Wanda smiled at you.

"Nice work." Maria complimented, pushing off the doorframe and moving towards where you sat on the ground.

"Not good enough to win." You huffed, glaring at Clint, who sat opposite, not out of breath in the slightest.

"I've had decades of training, kid. If you'd won, it's because I let you." Clint said, nudging your foot with his.

"And if not for that reason, there'd be a problem," Maria added, sitting beside you. "So, Fury sent me to talk to you."

"Oh my God, seriously?" You groaned, flinging yourself back on the mat. "He knows I'm ignoring him and his emails for a reason, right?"

"That's why he sent me," Maria told you.

"Yeah, well, respectfully, Hill, you can go back to Fury and tell him she's not going on his mission," Clint said, narrowing his eyes at his friend as he shifted to sit at your side.

"Don't worry, Barton. I already told him." Maria assured the archer. "Every time he's asked me to come and talk to Y/N, I've reminded him she's already given her answer."

"Persisitent fucker." Clint muttered, glaring at the ground. "So, you came here to get him off your back?"

"That and warn you." Maria nodded, looking at you. "He wants you on this mission, kid. I don't know why, but he's not going to stop trying to get you to say yes."

"He can't make me go on this mission, can he?" You asked, looking between the adults.

"He'll get an arrow in his ass if he tries," Clint promised you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"You're not a SHIELD agent, Y/N. Not even a trainee. Fury can't make you do anything." Maria added. "Even actual agents have the option to say no."

"Right." You nodded, but you weren't convinced.

"Hey, kid, why don't you hit the showers?" Clint suggested. "You've done enough for the day."

"No, I can keep training." You insisted, jumping to a stand. "I'm good."

"Yeah, well, I'm beat," Clint said. "How about you hit the showers, and after, we'll go for a walk and pick up a pie?"

"Can we take Lucky with us?

"What kind of question is that? Of course, we're taking the dog." Clint chuckled. "Hell, we'll even take Hill with us."

"I am not paying for your pizza, Barton."

"You crossed the line!"

"Did not!"

"What do you call that? That's the goddam line, Stark!"

"Watch your language! There are children here!"

"Yeah, watch your fucking language, Grandpa!" You snickered as the adults bickered.

"Kids, what's the verdict?" Bruce sighed, looking over to the couch where you, Wanda and Peter sat.

"According to the rules of Wii Bowling," Peter started, reading off his phone.

"And the rules of real bowling," Wanda added.

"Mr Stark's roll is technically disqualified," Peter said, looking up at his mentor with a frown. "Sorry, Mr. Stark."

"This is bullshit." Tony huffed, collapsing onto a couch with Natasha. "What's the number for Nintendo? I'm calling them and getting them to change the rules."

"What are you going to do? Buy the company and rewrite the rules yourself?" Clint scoffed.

"I'm gonna buy the company and rewrite the rules myself." Tony nodded.

"Nat, please take your turn now before he tries to rewrite history." You groaned.

"Step aside, boys," Natasha said, rising to a stand. "I'm gonna kick Barton to the bottom of the scoreboard."

"We're on the same team!"

"In real life too." A voice from the doorway spoke, causing everyone's heads to snap up.

Nick Fury stood in the doorway, looking unimpressed at the scene before him.

"This is what you do when you're not on missions?" The man raised a brow. "You know, you could be training."

"And this is why you're never invited to game night, sourpuss." Tony huffed, watching the director stalk forward.

"You've been ignoring my emails, Miss L/N," Fury said, dropping the file in his hands on the table before you.

"I thought I'd made my point loud and clear," You said, sitting upright. "Perhaps you'd like to borrow one of Clint's hearing aids, and I can say it again." You added, causing several of the adults in the room to chuckle.

"I need you to take this mission. I need you to be ready to leave tomorrow morning." Fury ignored your comment.

"No." You said, crossing your arms.

"I have asked nicely, L/N. Don't make me ask again."

"You better not be threatening one of those kids in my tower, Fury." Tony narrowed his eyes at the man.

"L/N here has a duty to the rest of the world. She could do a lot of good with her powers and yet she refuses to."

"I don't have a duty to anyone." You said, rising to a stand. "I am a child, and my only 'duty' at this point is to finish high school and be a kid."

"Your childhood ended the day HYDRA started to experiment on you."

"That's a fair point. However, I'm still sixteen. I'm healing from a traumatic experience, and I'm making up for lost time." You said, crossing your arms. "I'm not an Avenger, Nick. And I'm not one of your agents. I'm a child."

"I started the Avengers. I assembled the team that saved your life. The team that gave you a home, a team of therapists, and a new life." Fury told you. "Most in your position would be more grateful."

"Grateful." You laughed. "You think me working my ass off to heal, to learn how to be a person for this team, isn't good enough?

Do you think the hours I put into training, both in hand-to-hand and with my own powers, isn't proof of how thankful I am? You think the fact I didn't jump off the roof that first night here and join the rest of those who were experimented on isn't me being fucking grateful?" You snapped, narrowing your eyes at the older man.

"L/N,"

"I am grateful to be alive, to have found a family, friends, and even people I love." You said, letting your hands drop to your side. You let out a smile when you felt Wanda and Peter take your hands. "I don't work for you or SHIELD. I'm not even a real Avenger. I'm a child whose fight or flight instincts don't work." You continued.

"L/N,"

"I am a child. Not your weapon." You continued to ignore Fury. "I'm not one of your agents who cower at the sight of you. I'm not a robot who does what you tell it. I'm a fucking child!" You snapped.

"Well, maybe Maximoff or Parker would be willing to take your place," Fury said, and you felt your blood boil.

"You don't get it do you?" You scoffed. "We're all fucking children! Cleaning up the mess you made of the world so we have a chance at a future.

None of us asked for this. None of us asked to go through the amount of pain we have in our short lives. The only thing we were supposed to worry about was graduating, getting a job, and having enough money to survive one more day.

But no. You ruined the world, you create problem upon problem and hide them away thinking someone else will fix it. Tell me, do the agents who you sent to their deaths, weigh on your mind? Do you think about the lives you've ruined at all?

I am not going to be one of those lives, Fury. I will finish school, I will go to college and graduate with a degree that means I get to help people. And then I will decide if I become an Avenger. And I will do this with my family behind me and the people I love at my side.

Because at the end of the day, you have made the world a mess. No matter what path any of us take, we will end up trying to fix your mess. Because, even when you are gone, and no one remembers your name or gives a shit about who you were, we will be here. And we will leave the world in a better way than you ever would have." You finished your rant, breathing deeply, as you stared at the now silent director.

"Well, shit, kid." Clint whistled. "You tell him."

"Very articulate, malen'kiy pauk." Natasha smiled.

"None of us could have put it better," Steve added, with Bruce nodding along.

"Now that Y/N's thoroughly destroyed you, pirate. Let me add my piece." Tony said, moving to stand at your side. "You will not be taking any of these kids on any mission. I guarantee if you try to do anything to any of our kids, the Avengers will make you regret ever breathing in their presence. We will destroy you and everything you hold dear. Now, get out of my Tower."

"Fine." Fury huffed after a minute. Without another word the director spun on his heel and stromed from the room.

"FRIDAY, be a doll and make sure he leaves." Tony asked as you collapsed back between Wanda and Peter.

"That was amazing, dorogoy." Wanda whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple. "We're so proud of you."

"I wish I had that on camera to show everyone how badass you are." Peter grinned, wrapping his arms around you. "I loved every minute of that."

"Thanks." You whispered, smiling at the two. "When he said he would get the two of you to go on that mission, I just got so angry. I love you two, and I don't want to ever see you hurt."

"And we love you." Peter promised, kissing your cheek.

"And nothing's going to happen to any of us. We're stronger together." Wanda agreed, pressing her lips to your temple.

"I wish I had a camera for this." Steve once again ruined the moment.

"Steve!"

"Alright, enough with the emotional stuff. Kids, very cute. Y/N, brilliant take down, now back to bowling."

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Natasha Romanoff didn't bat her eye at experimental new tech – it was part of the job, after all. So when the SHIELD labrats asked her to test-drive a new holographic simulation... "Why the hell not," was her quick and quippy reply. It was an early developmental prototype of a platform called the Framework, designed by some young SHIELD recruit as a consequence-free space for training simulations.

Seemed innocent enough to give it a whirl.

And again, for Nat, when the training went off the rails and she found herself trapped in an unstable simulated reality... she wasn't surprised. The techs in the surface world would bring her back eventually – all she had to do was stay sane in this troublesome virtual world in the meantime.

As the system continued to glitch out and threw new bugs her way, she was surprised to realize that not all of them were dangerous. When the program duplicated her, that's when she raised her first eyebrow. Now, having been tripled, Nat started to worry.

Although these other Nat simulations seemed pretty laid back, despite her initial concerns. And trapped in a room with three of her, all eager to pass the time... Natasha found herselves game for another type of... experiment.

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YANDERE TONY STARK X READER X YANDERE STEPHEN STRANGE

Get ready to be completely spoiled rotten and doted on 24/7/ 365 by these 2 since they will literally smother you with affection and love day in and day out

Very clever and crafty yanderes, quite a pair I tell you. And also literally impossible to escape from since they have science AND magic on their side. So, good luck escaping from them

Both of them don't have too much patience but I can see Tony being a tad bit more patient that Strange. No matter if you're a villain, Avenger, SHILED or HYDRA agent or even a civilian for that matter once you catch their attention you're dunzo

They'll take care of any pest in the way of you and them in less than 24 hours. These men here are not playing around when they tell you that crazy for you and they're madly in love with you

You won't be able to escape from them, ever since they've rigged the house with cameras in places you didn't even think or know that they could be there (No worries at least nothing's in the bathroom) and Strange's magic will prevent you from escaping. Now, if you act up with Tony, he'll just take your favorite stuff away and scold you like a disappointed dad. Now if Strange catches you acting up.... well, you'll be needing your running shoes and run as far as you can from him. That's all

Tony is kinda more lenient and laid back than Strange that's for sure. He'll let you get away with stuff and will lay it easy on you when you do some nutty stuff. Strange on the other hand takes discipline very seriously. As much as he loves, adores and cares for you he will NOT tolerate bad behavior from you at all. Even if his heart breaks and he feels like someone's stabbing him with a blade through his chest, he will make sure you behave like a good little girl/ boy for them

Tony can be a bit... over smothering at times which is why Stephen will drag him off of you anytime you want to be left alone or you need some space

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Somethings Hurt

Ex!Poly!Marauders x fem!reader

Genre: Crossover

Details: Endgame, Infinity War, and Civil War never happened they did get Bucky but no one fought.

Warning: ANGST, language, implied smut

Summery: After Y/n finds her boyfriends cheating on her and she leaves and finds someone new and finds out more about herself. But after 10 years Hogwarts has a reunion party for the old graduates and Y/n meets some old friends.

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December 6, 2009

6:24 pm

Y/n walked through the portrait with a sigh, she just wanted to go to relax with her boyfriends.

She walked up the stairs and opened the door to see all three of her boyfriends fucking a Ravenclaw, all four looked up at the girl and stood up quickly. She turned around and quickly walked out of the room with tears in her eyes.

"Y/n! Y/n Wait!" Remus yelled before he grabbed onto her arm making her turn around and face the three.

"Don't you dare say it was a mistake or a swear to god I will punch you in the face." Y/n said with tears streaming down her face.

"Why are you crying you whore." Sirius said making Remus and James look at him with wide eyes.

"What she's fucking three boys I bet that she's fucking everyone in gryffindo-" a slap rang through the air, Y/n had slapped Sirius right across the face.

"Well you three aren't any better." she said before she stomped away.

*10 years later*

Y/n's Pov

April 16, 2019

7:52 pm

I was in the kitchen at the Avengers Tower making a pizza with Natasha, "The way you started beating the shit out of John Walker was hilarious." Natasha said while moving the pizza dough around.

"What? He said Bucky was a murderes monster." I said as I moved the pizza dough around on the pizza I was making.

We had to make like six different pizzas because of how many people lived at the tower, "Mrs. Barnes there is a woman named Minerva McGanagall here for you Ma'am." Friday said and I gasped.

"Who's she." Nat asked, "An old friend, I'll be back." I said before I rubbed my hands against the apron that I was wearing and then took it off.

I walked out of the kitchen and Bucky walked out the elevator, "Doll, where are going so quickly?" Bucky asked as he walked over and kissed my cheek.

"An old friend is here. I’ll be back I promise." I said before I kissed him and then walked to the elevator.

I got down to the first floor and saw Minnie standing in front of me, she gasped.

I stepped out the elevator, "Minnie." I said before I hugged her, "Oh honey, you've grown up so much Y/n." she said as she held my face in her hands.

"You're a hero, I'm so proud of you Y/n." She said. We both started talking and then I figured out why she was here.

"Minnie I don't know if I should go." I said and she sighed, "Y/n, you can bring a plus one." I smiled and she caught on, "Do you have someone special?" she asked with a light smile on her face.

"Yes. 4 years ago I got married, I'm now Y/n Barnes." I said with a proud smile, "Bring him. Because I would like to meet him and also I want you to bring him because James, Remus, and Sirius will be there and I want you to show them that you're happy." she said and I laughed.

Y/n's Pov

April 20, 2019

9:27 pm

I and Bucky walked into Hogwarts, "Wow you went to school here." he asked as both of us walked thought the halls, I looked at the doors that went into classrooms.

"Oh wow." I said with a smile as I looked around, "Y/n!" I heard a voice I hadn't heard in a while, I quickly turned around, "Lily!" I yelled as I ran over and hugged her.

I looked over and saw Serverus standing there with a light smile "Hi Serverus." I said and he actually hugged me, "It's good to see you Y/n." he said and I smiled.

"Oh Lily this is my husband Bucky." I said with a smile as I grabbed his arm lightly, Lily smiled brightly, "Hi I'm Lily." she said as she shook her hand.

"It's a pleasure to met you." he said and Lily's eyes went wide and pulled me close, "You did goooood." she said.

She started walking away while waving, "It was good to see her again." I said and Bucky nodded, "I'm glad you get to see your friends again Doll." I led Bucky into the Great Hall.

"Oh wow. I still can't believe you went to school here." Bucky said with wide eyes and I laughed, "I'm going to get you some punch." Bucky said before he bent down and kissed me, "I love you." I said and Bucky smiled, "I love you too."

I looked around and sighed, "Y/n?" I heard an all to familiar voice and quickly turned around and saw Remus, James, and Sirius.

"Guys." I said with a smile, I forgave them 7 years ago when I got together with Bucky, I gave all three of them a hug, "It's great to see you guys." I said with a smile.

Sirius' eyes racked over my body and I shifted uncomfortable.

Bucky's Pov

April 20, 2019

9:48 pm

I grabbed mine and Y/n's drinks before I walked over to where I left her and saw three man staring at her like she was a snack, I placed our drinks down and walked over the a cold glare on my face.

No one looks at my girl like that. I placed my arm around her waist and glared at the three.

Y/n looked up at me with a smile, "Guys this is my husband Bucky." Y/n said with a beautiful smile on her face.

'Bucky please go over to the side, Tony made us wear coms, so you can hear everything please let me deal with them' Y/n's voice rang through my head, 'Damn you beautiful mind reader' I thought and she smiled.

"I'll be back Doll." I said agreeing to argument.

Y/n's Pov

April 20, 2019

9:57 pm

"I'll be back Doll." Bucky said agreeing to my argument, "I love you." I said before I lent up and kissed him before he walked away.

"You're married?" Remus asked and I nodded, "How long?" James asked, and I smile lightly remembering my wedding day.

"Four years." I said and Sirius scoffed, "You married a guy named 'Bucky' really?" Sirius asked and I nodded "That's his real name?" James asked and I shook my head.

"It's his nickname, his full name is James Buchanan Barnes." I said with a smile, "His name is my name." James said and I shook my head.

"No. He's 101 years old and you're 26 I think you took his name." I said and all of there more eyes went wide, "Wait you married the Winter Soldier?" Sirius asked and I nodded, "Well he's no long the winter soldier, he's James 'Bucky' Barnes" (and you're part of my efforts to make amends/ I'm so sorry)

Bucky walked back over and kissed my head, "Hey let's home." I said and Bucky looked down, "Are you sure Doll? You really wanted to be here." he said and I nodded, "Yeah. Let's go. I hope to see you boys again..."

Should I do a part 2 or nah you guys like this ending

#avengers #poly!marauders #avengers x reader #james x reader #sirius x reader #remus x reader

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canyonmooncreations · 1 year

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I crave fics where reader is just dating all the Avengers. Everyone plays their own role

please tag me in any

#daddy stucky x little reader #poly avengers #the avengers #Please

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profoundtyrantharmony · 2 years

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Title : Defending Honor

Pairing : Poly!Avengers x Reader

Words : 8130

Warning : Smut (check the kinks) and Fluff

Notes : As usual Endgame happened without forever departure. None on the movie couples exist in this fic. F/B means famous backery.

Plot : Request from @im-a-satanic-ritual : Can I ask for No. 19 that leads to 26 on your prompt list? And can I ask for No. 9, 13, 14, 22 and 30 or 29 on your kink list? For female!reader x all Avengers? I love your writing so much and anything will be amazing but I love good background to go with smut so if you could make this as long as you can? Thank you, I hope you have an awesome day!

Tag : @im-a-satanic-ritual

Masterlist // Request // Promptlist

Prompt scenario list :

n°19 : Reader defends character(s) from mental/verbal abuse

n°26 : Being worshipped by character(s)

Prompt kink list :

n°9 : Praise kink

n°13 : Group sex

n°14 : Dry humping

n°22 : Outdoor sex

n°29 : Cock warming

n°30 : Double Penetration

Working for Pepper Potts as her personal assistant as its perks. I have the pleasure of working with one of the most impressive and hardworking woman from this century, as well as meeting the Avengers on an almost daily basis -as an assistant I’m sometimes, let’s say often, needed to help them with paperwork and planning meeting and stuff- it’s a hard work but I won’t change it for anything. Each morning I wake up from my bed happy to go to work, even on harder day -when there is a mission meeting for instance- I’m glad to be of any help.

That’s because of those friendship that I’m here right now, early in the morning, outside my room -as Pepper’s assistant I got to have a staff member’s appartment in an other wing of the compound- wearing a deep blue sport bra and dark short just to run and do some training with none other than the one and only Bucky Barnes ! Don’t get me wrong I love that guy and all, he’s sweet and funny a bit on the grumbly side sometimes but it’s part of his charm. The problem is that we don’t have the same stamina or even the same training routine.

Working alongside the Avengers allows me to be on first name basis with all of them. I developped some sort of friendship with them over the course of the year I’ve been employed. First it was Thor with his overly warming attitude quickly followed by Wanda with whom I might share a hobby for cooking. Then I befriended Tony and Bruce as I was the one bringing them food and drinks because they both forget it when they’re to engrossed in their work. The next ones to fall for my friendlyness are Steve Bucky and Sam during my training -even if I’m not an Avengers I do a bit of workout to stay in shape-, the two spies Nat and Clint are close behind, my supposedly dorky and blunt attitude got me in their good grace. Finally I got to call Loki my friend, I didn’t think it would happen though, but we both love sitting in silence while reading a good literature book so it made our friendship obvious.

“Man why are you asking me to train with you ? Why not Steve or even Sam ?!” I ask him already tired in advance.

“Steve went on a mission early this morning and I don’t want to work out with birdbrain.” Answers Bucky calmly.

“I swear to god the both of you are like a married couple that can’t stand the sight of the other !” I laugh.

“Stop laughing at me and focus on the training, today we’re going to run to improve your stamina so get ready !”

Running is not my favorite thing to do I admit but with him it’s always relaxing, he even slow his own pace so I don’t feel like a failure, such a gentleman and a real pedagogue, he instantly understand how my mind works and what to do to get me focus.

We start from the compound and he then lead the way through small streets that few people use, until we arrive to bigger one. He keeps me focus, my mind goes everywhere, what am I gonna eat tonight, is it gonna be a hard day or not... I don’t see the time passe, I don’t get overly tired -which I’m proud of-, my training must have work then !

Almost an hour and a half later, we finish our run and start to walk back to the compound, we’re both sweaty so Bucky decide to take off his sweatshirt to only stay in his tank top, his metal arm visible for everyone. It’s not a problem, nor for me nor for the other Avengers...but for the public’s eyes apparently it still a bit early...or too much I don’t know. He contributes to protect and save their lives but he’s still treated as a villain, a monster devoid of a soul. I will never understand that, I will never tolerate that !

“Have you seen his arm ? And those scars ?! This is hideous !!” A mid-thirties woman whispers to her husband not knowing that she is not that discret.

“Don’t tell me about it, I don't even understand why he’s still walking free after all the wrong he did ! Guess being friend with mister Captain America can get you out of jail.” The man answers his wife with such venom in his words that I can see from the corner of my eyes Bucky bowing his head in shame and disconfort. How dare they !!

“Will you just fuck the shut up ?!!!” I don’t scream nor yell. I speak calmly, sternly with an expression that doesn’t allowed contradiction.

“Who the hell you think you are bitch ?!” Yell the woman.

“I’m the one that’s gonna make you stop pestering someone that’s never done anything wrong in his life. The wrong things you were talking about sir, it wasn’t him but the Winter Soldier ! I suggest you go do some research before speaking nonsense, right now it makes you seem like an idiot, in front of your wife what a shame for a man like you ! I stare at him in the eyes, a smirk slowly appearing on my face. As for you mam, haven’t you learn to never judge someone based on his appearance ? No ? How would you react if I do the same ? You know when we put that much make-up on our face it’s because what’s underneath is not really attractive, I mean are you deformed or what ?”

“Shut up bitch !” She yells hysterically.

“Wow ! So much repartee, I’m impressed really ! I look at Bucky who seems shocked by what hapened in front of him. I think it’s time to bid our goodbye is it Bucky ?”

“Ahem, yes it is !”

“Right let’s go then ! Oh wait, bit of advice...when you use face powder or else, don’t forget the hands and ears, or at least choose the right shade please !!” After that we all part ways hearing the woman screaming her lungs out at my insults.

Walking back in my personnal quarter, I have to go through a corridor with many meeting rooms. I check my phone to see if I have a text from Pepper telling what are going to be my tasks of the day but for now I have none, no news at all... she must be in a business meeting or doing important paperwork because usually, at this time of the day -it is now 8:30 am- I already know how my day will be filled with.

Bucky is impressed and also flattered that I would go out of my way to defend his honor this way. He didn’t think I would do that for him, he doesn’t know how to properly thank me instead of the usual words ‘thank you’. We both goes to different direction when arrive to the compound, he has to go trained the new agents and I have to go take a shower before going to work.

Crossing path with some agents, I come close to the biggest meeting room -the one for biggest reunion like the Sokovia Accords, Thanos’s snap, Tony’s snap and things like that- I’m still a bit far from it but I can hear some voices, one of them being the one and only Steve Rogers. I love him, like a lot, he’s so well mannered, so optimistic, so into people... It’s really different from the mentality of our time that it makes him adorable in a way..

Naively I thought it was someone praising him for his good deeds and the ones from the team, thanking him and them for always protecting the civilians risking their own life in the process. Such naivety !

“We need to create places where we can run tests on each individuals to determine if they are in fact with powers or not.” An elder man, almost bald, with a mustache and a bit on the chubbier side says calmly looking at Steve.

“With all due respect Senator, but you can’t force civilian or any human being to be tested to see if they have power or not ! I mean if they have power what would happen to them ?!”

“They would be taken to a hidden facility in order the see if they can be of any use of course.” He says this as if it was the most obvious thing.

“What if they’re not ?!” Asks Steve starting to get irritated.

“They’ll be gone.”

“Gone ?”

“In a blink of an eyes, just a press of a finger, just a shot and it’s done !” He sniggers.

“You can’t do that, they’re human being !”

“Listen up boy, we’re not in the 40′s anymore, we can’t expect to be saved only by the grace of the all mighty Captain America ! The world is ruthless, so we must need to be even more ruthless ! You don’t like it ?! I don’t care, as long as the majority of the people lives I’m ready to sacrifice a handful of them with no remorse ! You’re still this pathetic little boy unable to fight unless given some sort of drugs, you must grow boy, you’ll be the one leading them to the testing field, who can say no to you ?” Steve isn’t feeling that well I can see it in his eyes and in his general attitude, this man exudes negativity from each of his pores.

“You won’t !”

“I beg you pardon ?”

“You won’t do any of this !”

“What makes you say that ?”

“If you want this to be legal, you’ll have to present this ‘law’ to the Senat and it has to be voted by the majority -which will never happen-, no one with a mind of their own will let those kind of prospect see the light of day. It would imply that they themselves as well as their family will be put to the test ! It’s stupid, you all would find a way to be exempted from it -which is illegal-, and can be considered a trahison from the people toward the government itself, which will lead to your immediate expulsion from the Senat !”

“To prove this, you’ll need proof young Lady !”

“Lucky me we’re in the Avengers compound, owned by Tony Stark, and supervised by Friday his A.I which can hear and see everything and record it ! Those will be proof enough.”

“Are you theatening me ?!”

“Threatening is when you don’t or can’t act on it ! Personally I can and I will, the door is this way, you may take your leave now !”

I just get out of my well deserve shower when I hear my phone ping with a text notification. Pepper needs me in the lab, apparently Tony and Bruce are gonna be interviewed but the journalist has a reputation of puting his guest on the spotlight with all their past misdeeds or even with questions uncalled for. Not to be mean but this woman looks like a bimbo showing her assets around as if it’s gonna get her all the answers she wants. I mean what the hell girl ! Whatever, as I’m not affraid to speak my mind and that I’m no one in the public sphere so to speak, I’m basically their bodyguard without them knowing.

Once the senator is gone -furious and mumbling incoherent sentences- Steve come next to me to thank me, flabergasted by what he has been the witness of.

When I arrive the interview has already begun, I can see the both of them ill at ease. Crossed arms, furrowed brows, no need to be a telepathe to know they don’t like where this is going.

“What would you say to the people who lost someone because of you !?” Asks the journalist tactless.

“First of that we’re really sorry for your loss.” Answers Tony.

“And that we didn’t mean for this to happen, in any way, we all sympathise with you all and try to do better.” Adds Bruce.

“Wow you look like a great couple finishing the sentence of the other. She chuckles. Must be hard to be like you !”

“What do you mean ?” Asks Bruce.

“I mean even if we’re in 2022, being gay is never easy, you haven’t done your coming out yet, and being a public figure must be even more difficult for you. At least you can count on each other during bad days am I right ?” She stares at them with fake friendship it’s disgusting to see this.

“Sorry Miss but we’re not gay !” Says Tony.

“No big deal guys, you like cocks that’s all, I’m sure the people will understand.” She really is going to show that crap interview on TV, how dare she !!

“I like cocks too !” Pepper as well as the other are now looking at me shocke written on their faces. I mean it’s not like it’s in my nature to shut up when people I care about are being so brutaly mistreated !

“What did you just say ?”

“I likes cocks too, vaginas as well of course, but cocks... I could live with cocks all day long, I’m sure you’re the same. I come to sit right next to her the camera now filming me. One in each hands, one in my pussy an other in the ass or my pussy again...I let a bit of silence to gain more confusion from them as well as much more disconfort. Maybe a last one in my mouth though sucking and licking an engorged clit is like heaven on earth am I right !?” I glare at her with a mix of disdain, fake smile, and mockery.

“Y-You’re crazy ! You are ruining my interview !”

“I’m sorry I thought we were here to discuss personnal affair...do you mean you don’t want to hear about that time I almost lost my virginity to a giantess and her Goliath dildo ?! You should it’s a great story full of tolerance !”

She’s fuming now, her once pale skin is now red as a tomatoe. Pepper is smiling eyes to hears because she knew I would do something like that, now we can be sure that this interview will be deleted. Tony and Bruce, not knowing this side of me don’t know how to react properly so just smile at me in gratitude.

Finally it is lunchbreak, I’m starving to death, all this bad feeling that surround me since this morning ! It’s really bothering me and I don’t understand how they can deal with this without punching a nose or two. Anyway, I get out of Pepper’s office in order to go to eat, I think I’m gonna go with lasagna and a Paris-Brest for a dessert.

The journalist is gone and Pepper and I get back to her deskroom to work some more until lunchbreak.

Walking happily toward the cafeteria I can see both Wanda and Natasha walking in the same direction as me, they seem a bit defeated, tired maybe, from a mission I suppose. It must be difficult for them, for the both of them, even more than the other guys. They are the only two women in the group and we all know what’s being said about them by the media and other ‘bloggers’. Either they are sexualised or treated like some sort of slut. This is appalling !

Waiting in line -they’re in the same one as me- I hear some male agents, older than them and appparently full on themselves, proud and narcissistic, talking to them -if we call that talking-.

“Hello girls, we heard your mission was pretty tough, too bad we weren’t there to have your back !” Says the brunet one, slighty caressing the side of Wanda’s arm.

“It’s not our first rodeo guys, we got it covered !” Replied Wanda taking her am out of him.

“That’s right but it would have been so much funnier with the both of us, we would have end the mission earlier, the blond one gets closer to Nat’s face, too close for my liking, and we could have some fun in the quinjet, you know what I mean !”

“As flattering as it is we’re not interested !” Says Natasha assertively.

“Don’t be like that, we’re nice guys !”

“Listen, we’re hungry, tired and just want to be left alone.” Whispers Wanda.

“Stop playing hard to get, you’re all the same you want attention so you wear some tight fitting clothes that show all of your assets and then you get offended when guys tries to gently flirt with you !” Angrily stated the brunet.

“If you don’t want the attention,don’t act like you’re ready to get dick down, don’t wear revealing clothes ! You know that you want us you just have to admit it.” The both of them starts to get really handsy with them both. They can’t do anything -as it has previously been said they are both tired- and no one seem to have catch up on what’s happening in front of them. People really need to be more observant of their surrounding instead of being glued to their phone. I decide to walk by them and I squeeze both of their dong through their pants. They both scream at me to let them go, that I’m hurting them. Everyone in the cafeteria knows what I’m doing but nobody comes to their rescue.

“Oh excuse me I thought it was okay to touch you without consent ! I mean... that’s what you were doing to them both right !?”

“That’s not...”

“Yeah I know what you mean, you didn’t touch their private parts like I’m doing to you right now, but it’s the same thing, touching without consent whether it’s the arm, the small of a back or genitals is not right ! If you can’t understand this simple statement, then you’re even more stupid than you look !”

“We were just being nice !”

“And they told you they were not interested, you should have stop the conversation right this moment but you continued, you put them in a situation where they couldn’t defend themselves without risking the physical integrity of others !”

“We didn’t know...”

“Then it’s time you learn ! First lesson, excuse yourselves and go eat somewhere else.”

When the both of them get out of the cafeteria, I look at the two women with a gentle smile before going back to my line. They’re surprised by my outburst not knowing this side of me.

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My belly is full when I go back to the office, Pepper is still working on some upcoming meeting when she asks me if I could retrieve a special orders for the Avengers. It’s from one the most famous backery of New-York, the backer and his employees wanted to thanks the Avengers for protecting them during a terrorist attack months prior.

“No problem, I shall finish what I started and then go, I’m gonna need to use one of the car to carry everything though.”

“Of course take your time, but call them before leaving, I’ll text you the number.”

“Ok thanks !”

I seat on my desk, working some more, planning future Stark’s party and all. It’s only one hour and a half later that I finally finish it, I call the baker to tell him I’ll be on my way. I exit the office and walk to the elevator where I see Sam waiting for it.

“Hey y/n/n ! How are you doing ?”

“Fine actually, I just finish working, now I have to go retrieve a present for you and the others !”

“Really ?! What kind of present ?”

“Cakes and pastries from f/b !”

“No way, can I come I have nothing else to do anyway ?!”

“Of course, the more the merrier.”

As I’m not alone and Sam could help me carry the cakes and pastries we both decide to go there on foot. I like Sam a lot, he’s so much fun to be around. After retrieving everything we walk back to the compound. As we’re both sharpe tongue, we make fun of each other, jockingly shoving the other. It was all fun and game until the moment he shoves me harder than intended and I trip over my feet. It could have been all, I’m not hurt, the pastries are intact...but again... Prejudices !

Two cops were patrolling down the street when they saw Sam shoving me making me almost trip. They come to us, hand on their weapons, threatening him and demanding him his ID.

“I don’t have my ID !” Says Sam a bit upset by the situation.

“Put you hands behind your head and get on your knees !”

“Are you insane ! Do you know who he is ?!”

“Please mam stay out of it ! He then stare daggers to Sam’s direction. You people are all the same, you think you can do anything without being punish. This is not your home, it’s ours ! If it was up to me I would put you all in a boat direction Africa where you belong !” All this time Sam listens to what this man throw his way without retaliating, it’s probably not his first time...

“Is it done Sir !? We have some deliveries for the Avengers, you know the protector of planet Earth, the ones that allows you to breath !”

“Yeah get going mam, wouldn’t want to make them wait !” He smiles at me oblivious.

“Aren’t there a black man on the team, not Black Panther, not James Rhodes...let me think...”

“The falcon ?” He asks.

“Yes ! The falcon, Sam Wilson, what a great man, worked in the army, helps his family, works with the Avengers and risking his life for people that doesn’t always deserve his help. You know why he does it ? Because he’s a good man contrary to you that judge a man based on his skin color. Don’t you feel ashame of yourself ?!” I speak my mind without getting angry, it’s pointless with people like him, better let them understand their own stupidity by exposing facts.

“...”

“You have nothing to say ? We have nothing to add ! Think about how you acted today and be a better person from now on.”

The walk to the compound is way more silent and less joyfull than the previous one. Sam is inside his head not talking -he thanks me of course-not making any jokes, nothing. It’s time this day comes to an end because it exhausted me beyond reason.

It is the day after all the event, I hope today will be better, I don’t want to see more bullying toward them. They’re all so nice, well-mannered, kind hearted and so much more, I can’t understand how people from different background can have the same poor education. I might not be the best to talk about this as I’m close with each of them, the fact that I’m not fangirling over them is quite resting for them. Moreover we all have this kind of flirty relationship from time to time, we never spoke about it though.

Today I start working late than usual so I decide to go for a walk in the garden near the compound. Further away I see Clint sitting alone on a bench, I decide to join him as it’s a bit unusual. I’m about to joyfully saying ‘Hi’ when I see his eyes red and puffy from crying. I come sit next to him, side hugging him to confort him a little before asking him what happened.

“Laura...my ex wife, she got sole custody of our childs !”

“I can only imagine how difficult this must be for you, I know how much you love your kids !”

“It’s not the worst part, I ask her, I beg her to let me have them during their holidays but she refuses as well as the judge !” He starts to cry fully desperate.

“Why did she do that ?! And the judge ?! You’re an Avengers not a criminal !” I’m getting madder and madder hearing this nonsense.

“Let’s just say that this judge isn’t one of our biggest fan and I should be thankful he doesn’t fill a restraining order against me ! According to him I’m too dangerous and our work puts my family in danger so this isn’t safe ! I’m not stupid I know that, that’s why we had the farm, but since the divorce it’s like Laura has forgotten all the good memories we had together as a family...”

“This is so unfair Clint, I can make some calls, preventing her from leaving the country foor instance, letting you have them during the summer holidays at least, planning when you’ll have them and when Laura would. I don’t know, trying to find a solution so that each parties are equal, what do you say ?”

“I don’t know what to say, you don’t have to...”

“I know, but I want to help you, I care about you, you know that right ?”

“You’re doing so much for all of us y/n/n...”

I give him a hug before getting up to both go to work. As soon as I’m in my office I make some phone calls to a good friend of mine working for a prestigious lawyer company. I explain him everything and he gets me in contact with one of his colleagues who is a specialist in this area. If all goes well -and it will- everything should be settle before the end of the day.

Press conference...I hate it ! All these journalists, these civilians being hypocrite, asking awful questions, having no regards for privacy and being mean for no reasons. Today the press conference will be about the Asgardian’s integration on earth with Loki and Thor as spokesmen.

I worked on this for months now, I know that some people -a lot of them- are against this integration because it would be the end of humanity, of the purity of the race... Classic arguments right -this is sarcastic obviously- ! Some people prefers if Loki wasn’t on earth -based on the 2012 incident- even if he redeemed himself with the Avengers and the population of earth. Some people are just too stubborn to understand, too intolerant or too stupid I don’t know !

I knew it would happen, I was prepared, I knew each one of the journalist, their past, their wrong deeds, if they try anything I will unleash all this knowledge and get their lives a leaving hell. As for the civilians I’ve got arguments, valid ones, with proof, and if it’s not working then...making them look stupid in front of everyone would solve this all.

“Are you ready boys !”

“Yes Lady y/n, we are.” Answers Thor.

“Are you sure this is a good idea, me in front of them ?”

“All I know is that they need to see you in an unthreatening environnment, don’t worry I’ve got your back !” The both of them genuinely smile at me.

The press conference starts, I explain to everybody why the Asgardians as to take refuge to our planet, how many people they are. It takes a good two hours to get to everything in detail for them all to understand how important this is for them and for us. Most of them are silent, agreeing with what I just said, some even smile at us, making us understand they are not resentful. Unfortunately the other part, the noisier, disagree with all of it.

“How can you ask us to let them leave on earth after all the wrong they have done ?!” Yells a man.

“He’s right, they’re not human, we don’t want them here !” Adds an other one.

“You want us to live with those monsters ! And this one here, Loki, what’s telling us he won’t be mad again and I don’t know kidnapped our children, our daughter to experiment on them, breed them to create hybrids between alien and human !” Clearly this one lady has watched too many alien movies and is into conspiracy theory. The problem is that she’s not the only one, and cruder comments starts to be added.

“She’s right you would rape our daughters, our wives, mothers and sisters if you’re not put in jail ! And you’re brother ? He won’t do anything to stop you because he’s exactly like you, adding an other girl each night to his track record ! You’re both disgusting !” I see the both of them are shocked by this much hatred especially Thor not used to be the target of such spitfull words.

“Listen all ! You’re here treating them like monsters as if you were all saints, you’re not, neither do I. You’re afraid of Loki being a rapist ? He’s not ! How do I know ? Because he really don’t need to force himself into anyone, men and women throws themselves at his feet because he’s sexy, if he wants to indulge then what’s wrong ?! If Thor as a new girl each night what’s the problem, she consents, he doesn’t force himself either ! They’re both handsome, they’re both gods and you’re just envious ! As for them being alien, not being from here, being different, what can I say, most of you have a problem with people of color -whereas there is no problem with it I don’t why humans can’t get that into their brain !- I couldn’t even imagine that you have none with outer space persons. It was logic and predictable... We’re not here to ask you, just to tell you how this is gonna be ! Be smarter, think before speaking nonsense, you have no idea how hard this is to be in the presence of narrow minded people !”

The press conference ends few minutes later, I was surprise the journalists took the defence of the Asgardians as well. I’m tired, ready to go in my room, I pat the both of them on their arms before taking my leave, leaving them thinking about what happened.

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The Avengers find themselves in the same bedroom -Tony’s for obvious reason, bigger, larger and all- as usual after a long day of work. No one knows about their true relationship, except Pepper and Rhodes even I have some doubt about it, I mean some glance and slight touches can’t be mistaken for something else. Working together, risking their life together, it creates bond between people. That’s what happened to them. They’re linked to one another, but they’re still allowed to feel attracted to someone else. But this someone must be okay with sharing and being shared between them, this is the only rule for it to work. Until now none of them felt this pulled toward someone else. The desire to have an other person enter their relationship...

“Hmmm, the way she defends us in front of all this miscreant...Loki groans as Wanda grinds herself on is lenght. So sexyyyy !! Nnngh, oooh harder soldier !”

“What do you mean ?! She defends you too ?! Asks Natasha popping out Sam’s dick from her mouth. Ahhhh yes Thor j-just right there ! Y/n helped Wanda and I getting out of this sexual harrassment situation, that was so sweet !”

“S-Say that to Bruce and I, she made our interview useless by stating so much dirty thing...Tony turns his head to harshly suck on Clin’t nipple and plays with his erect cock. Right Brucie Bear ?!” Bruce stops bobbing his head onto Tony’s to speak his mind.

“She has one of the dirtiest mouth I’ve ever seen, and not easily flustered apparently.” He then got back to work on Tony’s balls, sending goosebumps all over his flesh that makes his toes curled.

“So what do we do now ? Ask Steve slowly entering Clint’s backside. We’re all into her but how do we know that she feels the same ?” He’s peppering kisses along Clint’s column.

“I know it ! Wanda exclaims while being pinned down by Loki. I heard her thoughts, saw her fantasies... She langourously kisses Loki. There’s no doubt, she’ll accept !”

“Great news !! Moans Thor almost spilling himsef inside Natasha from hearing this. When do we start ?”

“I-I think Loki and I should start, hmmmmmm, we’re the most capable to explain to her, with our power we c-could show her, oh my god Loki dont stop please I’m so close...”

“You heard the lady Barnes, give us all you have ! Nnngh Hmmmm, Wanda’s right I’ll show y/n/n how we make this work, how we act together, Wanda will make her feel what we feel, about each other and about her !” The end of this sentence is ponctuated by the sound of their pleasure.

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The day after is a day off, most of the agents aren’t there so it’s the perfect moment to tell me the truth. Wanda and Loki are walking side by side, their hands occasionnaly brushing together. Arriving at my doorstep, Loki knock three times before I answer.

“Hi, what are you guys doing here ?” I let them in, casualy embracing them.

“We’re here to talk to you about something...” Starts Wanda.

“Revealing something is more accurate.” Continues Loki.

“About...?” I ask.

“Us, the Avengers !”

“Oh, that you’re all in some sort of secret poly relationship ? Is that it ?” They’re both stunned.

“H-How do you know ?” Enquires Loki.

“Work of deductions and being observant, don’t worry I won’t tell anything.”

“We trust you but that’s not exacty what we wanted to talk to you about.” Adds Wanda.

They both explain me what they discovered, what they think about me, what they expect, what they hope... It’s a lot I’m not gonna lie, but it’s also such a flaterring turn of event. I’ve always been attracted to them, not as heroes but as the real person. I care about them a lot, I didn’t know it would be this way though.

We starts talking together about everything and nothing. I learn a lot about them, the more we talk the more we get close to each other. The first touch is from Wanda’s hand on my thigh -we sit on my couch and I’m in the middle- Loki’s on the other. In a short time their mouth are on every inch of skin available, my neck, my cheeks, my clavicles, my nose, my forehead, my mouth. The more we kiss -because yes I reciprocate !- the more handsier we become. They both undress me slowly and intimately, I see in they gaze that they appreciate what they see.

“Beautiful !” Says Loki, praising my nakedness, playing with my breasts, making them bounce a little.

“Equisite !” Whispers Wanda, licking her lips while gently rubbing her fingers through my slit, taking extra attention to my clit.

Once they have me on my bed -on my back- Wanda quickly get on me in a 69 position in order to feast on me. The sudden pressure on my clit causing by her hard sucking had me whimpering in a matter of seconde.

“Ohhh gosh Wanda !!”

“You should taste her too Loki, her smell, her taste... it’s outherworldly ! When she speaks I couldn’t think about anything but her pussy on full display toward my face. I first take a quick lick, she tastes so good, one lick leads to another then to another and another until I’m eating her out for all her worth. I couldn’t stop, she’s addictive, like all of them I’m sure. Ahhh Ohhh !” She gasps.

“Well well well someone seem to have some fun !” Sniggered Loki palming himself through his pant.

After having me on the verge of an orgasm, Loki slowly enters me while Wanda keeps herself occupied with my breats and clit, kissing my neck tenderly.

“Oh norns you’re so tight y/n/n ! I squeeze him at his words. His thrusts intensified, his thumb comes in contact with my engorged clit, stimulating it further more. You’re doing so well beautiful ! An other squeeze. Ahhh, you like what I say ? Want some more ?” He looks at Wanda, recognition hits her. She starts caressing the side of my face, turning my head in her direction so I’m looking directly at her. She then cups my face in her hands and gives me the most loving kiss a girl could hope of receiving, all the while Loki continues to thrust inside me, ever so slowly to increase the intensity of what I feel.

“You’re doing great, taking him so great. She kisses me, pinching my nipple. You’re so beautiful like this, all spread for us to enjoy. One of my hand unconsciously comes closer and closer to her pussy, she takes it and leads it to her most private part. As I enters two of my fingers inside of her, she starts humping them, moaning in my hears, rubbing my clit. The sensations from both Loki and Wanda are to much for me, I’m spiraling, I’ve never had an orgasm that powerful.

The three of us are out of breath, kissing each other wanting this moment to last longer. We talk -still naked, in our post orgasmic bliss- we talk about us, the other, the situation and come to a conclusion... I’m not opposed to being share between them, on the contrary !

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Days and days passes since the day Wanda and Loki came into my room to discuss arrangement and having sex with me. Since that day I’m on radio silence, I know they’ve all been busy with mission and all but a little message with ‘it’s okay we told them, they’re on’ written would have been gladly appreciated.

Right now I don’t know if there will be an other time, if it was a joke or not... I try to keep myself busy with anything. It’s been three weeks, three weeks of them all being on mission and no words spoken from them to anyone... It’s my day break so I decide to pamper myself a little. What better way to do that than going to an outdoor public naked bath.

I take my car -the drive will take twenty to thirty minutes-, pay at the counter and go change into nothing but an avengers’s theme towel wrapped around me. As we’re on the week day there is not a lot of people so I can choose the bath I want to be in. I choose the furthest away to be alone, calm and relax. I enter the huge bath and close my eyes to appreciate the calmness better.

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Avengers POV

Three weeks, this mission took longer than it should have been ! The worst in this is that none of us could have contacted her. The mission came to an end and we’re now going back home with a successfull mission.

“I can’t wait to be back, I can’t wait to be back inside of her sweet tight pussy !” Slightly growled Loki already aroused by his thoughts.

“I can’t believe you got lucky to have her instead of any of us brother.”

“Worry not point break, she already told them she’s okay to be shared, you’ll have your turn.” Tony pats him on the shoulders.

“I wonder what she tastes like ?” Wonder Nat out loud.

“Sweet and feasty, like a spring breeze !” Answers Wanda day dreaming at the memory.

“Come on why torturing us !?” Whine Bucky and Sam at the same time, the both of them glaring at each other.

“It’s like you want us to be worked up during all the flight back home !” Whisper yelled Clint, his hard on painfully pressed against his pants.

“How much time before we arrived ?” Asks Steve.

“It depends. Answers Bruce. If we’re going to the compound it’ll take us almost an hour and fifteen minutes, but if we’re going where she is forty five minutes to one hour !”

Where is she ?” Asks Sam full of curiosity.

“Based on the location of her phone, in the outdoor public naked bath at approximately thirty minutes from the compound.” Says Nat.

“Well then what are we waiting for !” Joyfully screams Thor.

End of Avengers POV

Silence and calm, working with the Avengers is not an easy task and is rarely relaxing, but here and there I’m the most relax I can be. Not a sound from people chatting, not a sound beside others entering the same bath as me. They must be several, I feel the water moving around me. Suddenly I feel something -a mouth I think- attache itself on my left nipples, then an other one on my right one. My eyes open wide from fright when I see all the Avengers are here and that none other than Clint and Thor are the one wildly sucking at my tits.

“W-what are you guys doing here ?”

“We couldn’t wait more to see you beautiful.” Loki approaches and give me a peck on the lips.

“I can’t say I’m not glad to see you all in one piece...and naked on top of that !”

After that everything starts to go quick, it’s like all the pent up energy was reunited in one place to be directed into one goal, pleasing me.

Thor and Clint get me up on the edge so that Nat could swim her way toward my waiting pussy, she doesn’t give me time to adjust to the intensity before she starts to suck hungrily at my clit. Loki couldn’t -or wouldn’t- wait more, he picks me up to put me on his lap, spreading my legs, exposing me for everyone to see.

“Are you ready for me beautiful ? I nodd my head. He plungs into me to the hilt, I’m waiting for him to starts moving but he doesn’t do anything. You’ll stay still until we tell you otherwise beautiful is that okay ? He whispers in my ears which I nodd of course. Perfect, you’re perfect love !” He says kissing the side of my neck.

At this both Wanda and Nat rush themselves to my exposed pussy. Nat licking and sucking while Wanda uses her fingers inside of me in order to find my magic spot. The guys -except for Loki- are watching the scene with awe, touching themselves in rythme with my moans. Each bid of pleasure makes me squeeze Loki harder and harder each time.

“Ohhhh Ahhhhh I-I don’t know how much time I can last !”

“You’re squeezing me so good !”

“You taste amazing !”

Wanda finally finds the spot that can make me see stars bumping into it with more and more fervor until my thighs shakes from the violence of my first orgasm that triggers Loki’s.

“I-I’m so sorry...”

“You were absolutely ravishing !” States Bucky.

“Gorgeous !” Adds Steve.

“Exquisite !” Says Thor.

“Lovely.” Sighs Bruce.

“Delightful !” Comments Nat.

“Striking !” Whispers Wanda.

“Radiant !” Pronounces Sam.

“Dazzling !” Utters Tony.

“Enchanting !” Declares Clint.

“Perfect !” Announces Loki.

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The atmosphere becomes suddenly incredibly hot. Hornyness exudes from everyone, nothing is planned, it’s pure instinct.

Bucky comes out of the water first taking my hand in his big ones. He gets himself on his back while I slowly impaled myself on his thick, veiny cock. I’m so tight it makes Bucky shudders. He gives me time to adjust to his size, before I can starts moving Natasha joins the both of us, I thought she will go with an other guy or so but instead she comes to sit on Bucky’s face -what a lucky guy- while desperately kissing me. Our kiss becomes more heated, her tongue sightly forces my mouth to open to grant her access. Each thrusts of Bucky’s hips, each kiss of Natasha make me go almost mad from pleasure. I need more but I don’t now how to tell them. The sight of Natasha squirming from the pleasure given by Bucky eating her out is incredible, her bouncy tits just in front of me that I could just eat them both.

“ Ooooh y/n/n !!” Whipers Nat as I lean down to catch her nipples in my mouth.

“I need more...” I whisper to anyone who wants to hear.

Suddenly I feel something entering me from behind, slowly, delicately as to not hurt me -fortunately I’m incredibly aroused and well lubricated-. I turn my head to see who it is, only to see the face of Thor, eyes close, lost in his pleasure, a moan escaping his mouth.

“Brother you were right, she’s perfect !” Each words ponctuated by a vigourous thrust of his.

Sam and Steve can’t stand the sight of their friend receiving pleasure from me -and also giving pleasure to me-, their jealousy hit its peak when I loudly express the pleasure they made me feel. The both of them get out of the water and come to each side of me, errect cocks demanding some love. I take them in each hand, starting to go slow but firm. I’m building a pace that’s increasing the more pleasure I feel. I got them both a moaning mess in no time, Natasha occasionnaly helps by playing with their balls.

“Nngh, you have magic in your hands y/n/n !” Whispers yelled Sam.

“It’s like you’re born for this sweetheart !” Adds Steve panting loudly.

Loki and Wanda watch you and the other together, playing and touching each other. Having had the pleasure of my company they decided -with the other- to let them have a go with me while they’ll just stay together and watch.

“What about you guys ? Don’t want to play with us ?” Natasha and I ask the remaining guys Bruce Tony and Clint. They quickly get out of the water offering for me and Nat to suck their cock. We can’t give them all we have due to the many dicks here, but we take our time licking their slit, kissing their veins and sucking their head. The three of them swap places between being suck by me, by Nat or entering inside Nat’s sweet pussy as we both suck the others two, occasionnaly making out together.

We’re all a mess of limbs, sweat, tears and cums. We’re so loud that I’m pretty sure I saw people escape the baths near ours because of our sexual activities. I don’t care to be honest, I’ll do a press conference or I’ll tell Pepper to do so...Maybe no one will know if those people shut their mouths. Who would believe them ? Who would believe that the Avengers f*cks together in a public outdoor space ? I take a guess and say no one.

From this day, I’m officially a part of their polyamorous relationship. We have plenty of sex, but not all together -it happens only after their return from a tough mission where they need to feel loved and anchored- most of the time it’s with one or two of them, it doesn’t mean the others can’t watch -Lord knows that some of them are really into voyeurism-, all in all we’re happy and sexually beaming.

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Broken.

Stucky × reader.

It was late, and dark clouds gathered outside. The rumblings of clouds and lightning put a heavy weight on your heart. Everything was making you uncomfortable, the noise of lighting, the tick of the clock, the beat of your heart, everything. You didn't know if it was because you were getting sick or the fact that your boyfriends were being distant towards you.

It was a gradual process, the shared glances between them when you three were together, the whispers, the lack of physical affection, and the absence of communication when they were on a mission. The thought that maybe something was wrong never crossed your mind. You like a lovestruck fool thought maybe they were planning a surprise for you.

But they were getting ready to surprise you. You just didn't know it was a surprise that would destroy you and leave you in pieces.

As you were getting ready for the dinner you three had planned at your apartment, you put the tint on your lips at looked at your eyes, the dark circles you had tried to hide were still a little visible. You frowned, but let it go to check on the apple pie, which was in the oven, ready to eat, just being kept warm.

Apple pie, the desert three of you loved. It had been a while since you had made it for all of you.

The uneasiness increased as the seconds passed. The door opened, and both your boys appeared in the kitchen. Their jackets probably strung on the hook in the foyer and shoes beside the door.

The light in their eyes, whenever they say you, wasn't the same. The urgency with which they would rush towards you was now a slow drag of limbs. The way their hand held you was also different, more aloof. They even smelled different, if that was possible. You had later realized they had stopped wearing the cologne you had given them on your anniversary.

You sat down, and the round table that felt cozy and comfortable now felt huge and uncomfortable. The seats were way too far, the chairs hard and stiff, your hands were on your lap, and the dinner was done in silence, with the conversation being something spoken like between colleagues. Impersonal and boring.

The pie was placed, and the air shifted. It constricted, now suddenly it was hard to breathe. The glances, the hard swallows, the holding of hands, and the preparation of the telling you were almost done.

"Sweetheart, I- we have something to say," Steve spoke, his voice sweet and low, as if talking to an injured animal and trying to help it, while making sure they don't spook it.

You, stupid you. Felt the pressure and the seriousness and still thought it might have been something related to a job that they might have to leave for or a mission or something.

Why would it cross your mind that they were trying to break up with you. They had promised, and you believed them, loved them, respected them to hold them to their words of you three being together for life.

He parted his lips, that you had kissed a thousand times, and uttered the words, "We think it's - I mean- we feel that we don't click any more," he looked at Bucky, who continued looking at the table, "honey- I just, feel like we don't have that spark anymore, like the three of us don't feel right."

Your head felt fuzzy, the impending migraine knocking on the doors, and your food trying to crawl its way back out.

"I-I don't," you swallowed and felt your breath stuttering, "you guys are breaking up with me?"

"Yes." Both muttered, finally looking at you.

The finality and assurance both of them spoke with was the shock your body needed. The bile rose in your throat and you got up so fast that the chair fell down with a loud thud, making both of them jump a little in their seats and look at you with concern in their eyes but before they could say anything you ran to the bathroom and emptied all the contents of your stomach.

You felt tears leaking from your eyes, it felt as if your actual heart was going to come out of your mouth at any moment and their presence behind you, their hands rubbing your back, cooing and sympathizing, didn't make you feel warm and safe, but made you uncomfortable, reminding you that this was just them being kind and cordial, and not because they loved you.

As that thought entered your mind, you felt yourself go and let out a sob so loud you surprised yourself.

You pushed Steve's, or was it Bucky's hand away. Now you couldn't stand to feel them touch you. You still loved them. The knowledge that they didn't love you made you physically recoil at their touch. It made you feel worthless, unloved, and discarded by them.

Minutes passed, or was it hours? To you, honestly, it felt like years.

You took deep breaths, your knees up to your chest, back pressed to the bathtub and face hiding between your knees. You didn't want to look at them, but you knew you needed answers or you were going to overthink yourself to death.

"Why?" Your voice didn't feel like yours anymore, hoarse from all the crying, "why did you stop loving me?" You looked at them sitting on the floor in front of you.

Bucky and Steve looked like they were shot, their face grimacing and body wound up so tight that one would think they were being tortured. Maybe one way they were, getting questioned by a mess of a girl, who was so close to breaking down again, you thought.

"I- I don't know," Bucky whispered, eyes screwed shut, his knuckles turning white with how tight his fist was.

You let out a dry chuckle, your voice echoing disbelief and anger, which you were glad to feel. "I find that very hard to believe, James. Can't tell me that you expect me to believe that, do you?"

You knew that hearing James had an effect on him. On both of them. His nostrils flared, and his chest moved with a big breath, but now you really didn't find it in yourself to sympathize. This hurt he felt was nothing compared to the fucking knives lodged into your chest.

He knew you didn't want to be bullshitted, so they braced themselves for the emotionally draining night they were going to have ahead.

"I genuinely don't know, it wasn't one day, like the comfort and warmth I felt while seeing you started dwindling down, slowly," Steve rubbed his hand on his face taking a deep breath and continued, "I-I also felt jealous when Bucky and you would spend time together alone, and it turned to anger that was misplaced and disgusting." He stopped his voice shaky, eyes brimming with tears.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach, your fingers clenching your knees till their were indents in your skin. You looked towards Bucky to say his piece.

Bucky really did look like he was going to fall down and wail at that point. His eyes were red, and tears were free falling at this point. "I do love you, doll, I really do," his voice not above a whisper and tortured, "but I don't know when I stopped being in love with you."

"I tried, I really did try, to try and get back that feeling, because you are along with steve one the best thing that has ever happened to me," he came forward to touch hands on your knees, and you let him. At this point, you were exhausted, this build up was coming up to months now, and this climax was not the one you were expecting.

You also remember, the time a couple of weeks back were Bucky was very, very touchy and romantic. Letters, flowers, romantic dinners, you name it was an every day occurrence from Bucky and you like a fool had been oblivious to the fact that maybe this influx of emotions was the result of something else and not just plain, mind numbing love.

You looked at Steve, you both holding eye contact till his lowered and his lip being on the verge of bleeding with how hard he was biting on it.

"So what? You both held a meeting and decided it was time to end this trio and dump me?"

"I felt like my jealousy and anger was coming on too strong and talked to him, and realized he was on the same wavelength," he rubbed his eyes, his hands shaking. Huh, it was probably the first time you had seen him trembling, "we tried, baby, we really did. But then I realized it was probably better if we let you go instead of being tied to absolute asshole like us."

The anger was returning with full force, for which you felt so grateful, you pushed Bucky's hand holding onto yours like a lifeline away and stood up and left the bathroom, and started pacing around the bedroom.

"You guys are so great, huh?" You spat, pointing towards their general direction. "You get together with me because you love me, and then break up with me because you love me!"

"But it's true, and I am so fucking sorry!" Bucky yelled, wiping his tears. Steve was stroking his arm to calm him down.

Suddenly, seeing both of them now being the comfort for each other, with no need or want for you, was enough to finally pierce through your brain that it was definitely over.

You stepped back slowly and sat down on the couch, uttering with exhaustion, "Okay. I understand, I need you guys to leave."

"Baby-"

"Darlin-"

Both of them knew you, how much you mean what you say, and knowing that, they didn't want to be more cruel than they already had been. With tears streaming down their face, they both left and also left the keys on the kitchen table. When they closed the door, they heard the sob that broke their fucking hearts.

"I'm going to need you guys to stop calling me that. Please stop. Because now it just fucking hurts." You interrupted them.

"Do you think we did the right thing, Steve?"

"No. But it was necessary."

"I'll never forgive us for breaking her heart and ours, too."

"I know, but i'd rather hate myself for the rest of my life than lose her forever. At least this way, she'll still be here, and we can love her from afar."

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dontcare77ghj · 1 year

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Lost Time

Tony x reader x Natasha

You loved being a mother.

Finding out you were pregnant was among one of the best days of your life. Right up there with marrying your husband and wife.

And both your partners had been thrilled to find out that after all your efforts, the three of you would be starting the family you had all dreamed about.

None of you had come from what was considered traditional families. Emotional abuse, physical abuse, and abandonment had traumatized all three of you at young ages.

But the three of you wanted a family. Wanted to right the wrongs of your pasts and be better than the parents you had been born to.

When the day came, you were buzzing from the excitement, barely feeling the contractions as you focused on preparing to meet your daughter.

Both Tony and Natasha stayed at your side throughout the entire twenty-two-hour ordeal. Neither of your partners had strayed even for a second, not even when you assured them it would be alright.

You gave birth to Eris Yelena Stark in a room surrounded by those you loved, promising your daughter she would always be loved.

You loved being pregnant, and you loved your daughter, but you didn't love the teething.

Eris couldn't sleep. Your poor girl was in pain and couldn't rest for even a moment. Ergo, no one else in the house was allowed to either.

"My love, c'mon, just take the ring. I promise it will help." You cooed, bouncing your sobbing daughter as you tried to get her to take the cold teething toy. "Sweet girl, I can't help you if you don't let me."

"Why don't you let me have a go?" Tony asked, watching you from the doorway of the kitchen. "You're exhausted." He mentioned.

"So are you." You countered. "You've been feeling sick for days, Tony, and you refuse to rest." You huffed at your husband's antics.

"Eh, I'll rest when I'm dead," Tony said, pushing off the doorframe.

"Don't joke." You narrowed your eyes at your husband as he approached the two of you.

"Sorry, hon." Tony gave you a small smile, his hand ghosting along the small of your back. "You know I'm only joking."

"I know. But my head hurts too much for jokes." You sighed as Eris let out another wail. "What are we doing wrong, Tony?"

"Nothing. We're not doing anything wrong, babe." Tony shook his head.

"Then why does our daughter hate us?" You asked, your shoulders tensing as the babe inhaled deeply. But Eris didn't scream, merely let out a whimper that had you and Tony sighing in relief.

"She doesn't hate us. She's just a tiny baby in a big world that she doesn't understand." Tony said, lightly pressing a kiss to your temple. His touch was so light you almost couldn't feel it.

"But she knows we wouldn't let anything happen to her. Eris has to know she's safe with us." You shook your head before looking down at the still sobbing baby.

"She knows, hon," Tony promised, running a finger down Eris's cheek. "Eris knows we love her, and that we're here for her." He said, smiling as Eris started to settle. "That we're always going to be here for her, even when it doesn't seem like it."

"I hope so." You said, yawning as the babe in your arms did.

"C'mon, let's get you two to bed," Tony said, gesturing for you to move towards the door.

"Only if you promise to try to rest too." You tried to bargain, though the attempt to sound intimidating was lost as you kept yawing.

"I don't need to rest, hon. I've got you and Eris to look after."

The sound of Eris whimpering across the baby monitor pulled you out of your dreamless sleep.

As you lay, watching the ceiling, you tried to pull your mind free of the fog from your lingering dreams. Slowly, you became more aware of your surroundings.

Eris's whimpers were becoming louder, and by her first cry, you were sitting upright. As you dragged yourself to the edge of the bed, you looked over your shoulder before letting out a sigh.

Waking up to an empty bed was a common occurrence, but you had thought after retirement and Eris, your partners might be able to be still for a moment and enjoy something as simple as sleep.

It was a fantastical dream.

"I'm coming, sweetie." You said to yourself as you pulled on a dressing gown. "Mommy's coming." You added, slipping into your slippers.

Padding down the hallway, you couldn't help but observe your surroundings. Apart from Eris's growing cries, the house was silent. Meaning Tony was most likely in his shed by the lake or perhaps in his soundproofed lab in the basement. Natasha, on the other hand, you weren't sure of where she could have been.

When sleep eluded the former assassin, Natasha didn't have a specific hobby she liked to tend to, not like Tony and his robots. There had been times Natasha had retreated to the woods, the sounds of classical music echoing throughout the trees. Once you had found her hiding out with Gerald, and there had been too many times to count when you had caught her sitting on the roof, watching the stars blankly.

Natasha did as she felt in the moment, doing her best to remain unpredictable.

However, tonight you found your wife standing above Eris, cooing softly, as she tried to stop her cries.

"Look, look at the pretty sun, krolik," Natasha said, spinning the mobile above the squirming baby. "It spins just for you."

"You know, one day Tony's going to explain how the solar system works, and she'll know that's not true." You murmured, entering the nursery.

"I think Tony'll ignore science just this once," Natasha said, turning to you with a smile. "Go back to bed, med. I can take care of our daughter." She told you.

"I know, but that's a hungry cry, and I haven't pumped anything today." You reminded your wife, reaching into the crib to pull the seven-month-old into your arms. "And you've had a headache this morning. You really should be resting."

"I'm not tired too much these days," Natasha murmured as you sat in the rocking chair.

"Sweetheart, I really think you should see a doctor. This can't be good for your health." You frowned as you began to feed Eris.

"I don't need health when I have the three of you," Natasha said, moving to sit on the ground before you. "I've got everything I need in this house." She added with a smile.

"I love that, Nat, and I love you. But I need you to take better care of yourself." You told her.

"Y/N,"

"I know you and Tony have never been the best at taking care of yourselves like the rest of the world, but none of us are experts in that, and I've expected that. But we have a daughter now and I never want her to live the way we have.

I don't want her awake all hours because of things she's seen or jumping headfirst into danger because she knows no one else will. I want her to be concerned about her health. I want her to go to sleepovers and have friends that she doesn't have to run background checks on."

"I want that for her too." Natasha smiled a sad smile. "But there's only so much we can do, and we haven't lived the lives to make many friends."

"We made a family." You offered.

"We did." Natasha nodded. "But we also made enemies. We have blood on our hands, and people waiting in the shadows for us to let down our guards. And no matter how hard we try, the past always catches up to us." She said, her eyes growing distant.

"Nat?" Your brow furrowed as you cocked your head at your wife.

"We have to face the past one day, moya lyubov'." Natasha reminded you. "We have to face everything that's happened to us."

"I know that." You nodded, a crease appearing between your eyes as you watched Natasha. "Do you?"

"Of course." Natasha smiled weakly before rising to her feet. "I'm going to get Tony out of that lab of us. It's been too long since we laid together." She smirked before walking from the room.

"Yeah. It has."

"Look at the size of her." Clint smiled, bouncing your giggling daughter in front of him. "She's going to be taller than you sooner rather than later."

"She's going to be taller than all her parents. I don't know where she gets that from." You smiled, placing a coffee before the man.

"Maybe your mommy is descended from a giant." Clint gasped in mock exclamation, causing Eris to cackle loudly. "God, I miss when it was this easy."

"To make your kid laugh? Tony's going to be so disappointed in your lack of dad jokes." You tsked.

"Yeah, he would be." Clint scoffed, sitting Eris on his knee where your daughter was content to play with his hands. "You know I caught up with Steve a couple days ago. He said it was good to see you." He mentioned.

"Did he? Steve was quiet the whole time he was here." You told the archer. "Just wanted to help out so insistently, I could've grabbed Nat's bites to get him to stop."

"Yeah, well, it's not a bad thing to accept some help. Especially when you need it." Clint shrugged.

"You're acting like I just gave birth." You rolled your eyes. "I'm fine, Clint, and I have all the help I need around here."

"Y/N," Clint sighed, pinching at his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You demanded. "Knock it off, Clint."

"Y/N, I saw the pill box," Clint told you, looking at you with a look akin to a disappointed father.

"Do you know how many people take pills in this house, Clint?"

"Just you." He said, causing you to scoff. "You haven't refilled that prescription once."

"It's just medication, Clint. Drop it." You snapped, rising to your feet before reaching out and pulling Eris into your arms.

"Y/N, you can't keep going on like this. Everyone's worried about you, and I'm scared."

"It's a fucking drug, Clint! A prescription. It doesn't matter if a couple days or,"

"You haven't taken it in months, Y/N," Clint said, rising to a stand. "And I didn't even need to look to know that. I just had to have a minute's interaction with you."

"You know what? I need to put Eris down for a nap, and I'd like you to go." You said, turning on your heels. "Thanks for coming, it's been lovely, let's do this when you're not being a complete jackass."

"They're dead, Y/N," Clint called, causing you to stop in the doorframe. "They're dead no matter how many pills you skip."

"I don't know what you're talking about." You whispered, refusing to turn around.

"You do, Y/N. You just don't want to admit it." Clint spoke and you could hear him walking towards you. "But Natasha and Tony are dead, and you can't fix that by not taking the pills you need. You're depressed."

"And you're not?" You demanded with a scoff, turning to face the man. "No, because a depressed man would have abandoned his family during Christmas, would have done something stupid like taking on an inexperienced mentee to make the grief go away. A depressed man would ignore the person he's called family for months until reappearing in their life to tell them they have a problem."

"Y/N." Clint frowned at you. "That's not fair."

"No, you know what's not fair? She was two months old." You said, holding Eris closer to your chest. "She's never going to get to grow up with her mama and daddy. Eris is never going to get another hug from them. She's never going to get to hear them say 'I love you' again."

"Y/N,"

"Go home, Clint. Go home."

"You knew this couldn't last forever," Tony spoke from the doorway as you changed Eris into her pyjamas.

"You knew?" You questioned, keeping your eyes on your baby.

"We're your imagination, med. Of course, we knew." Natasha told you. "We've been trying to tell you."

"Why would you want me to know that I'm crazy?" You asked, picking Eris up.

"You're not crazy, sweetheart." Tony shook his head. "You're depressed because you won't take your medications and move on with your life."

"How can I move on with my life when you were my life?" You scoffed.

"Because now she has to be your life." Natasha nodded down at Eris as she and Tony made their way closer. "Eris has to be your life, Y/N."

"But you have to live for yourself too, baby girl." Tony added. "You have to show this little munchkin that life's worth living."

"But what if it isn't?" You asked, feeling tears beginning drip down your cheeks. "What if it just isn't worth it?"

"Then you make it worth it." Natasha smiled.

"But how is it fair? How did I get so much time with you both, and she gets none? I can't possibly tell her everything about you. What if I miss something?" You shook your head at the idea.

"It's not just up to you. There are others who will tell our stories." Tony promised you. "Friends, family,"

"Those who want to help you and you shouldn't shut out." Natasha added, giving you a knowing smirk.

"If I take those pills, you go away, don't you?"

"Not really." Tony shook his head. "You know not even death can keep us away from you, right? I think I mentioned something like in my vows."

"No matter what happens after this, we'll be looking after both you and Eris." Natasha assured you. "Just for us, for Eris, for yourself, take the medication, med."

"We're going to be at your side, even without it."

"I, I. I don't know what to do."

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