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peachybowen · 4 years

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painkiller

pt. 2

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pairing: platonic!Peter Parker x Stark!reader, platonic!Bucky x Stark!reader

warnings: Morgan’s cuteness (yes that’s a warning), swearing, mentions of Natasha’s death, Bucky acting like a dad (🥺), maybe some mistakes

A/N: hi! I just wanted to say that I’m going to do these ‘social media posts’ more often bc they’re really fun to do 👀 (i’m trying to find pics where u can’t see a face u know 😌)

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,,Y/N!'' was the first thing I heard when I got out of the car. I laughed and got on Morgan's level to hug her.

,,Hi Morgan.'' I said as she put her little arms around my neck.

,,I missed you so much.''

I smiled and picked her up.

,,I missed you so so much more.''

,,Not possible.'' she pouted and still had her arms around my neck.

,,If you say so...'' I giggled and turned to Bucky.

,,You wanna say hi to uncle Bucky?'' I asked her but she just buried her head in my neck. She was still a bit afraid of him. I looked at Bucky and shot him an apologetic smile.

,,Morgan, where's mommy?''

Morgan looked up again and pointed towards the house.

,,Can you show me?'' I asked as I put her down. She just nodded in response, took my hand and lead me inside.

When we arrived inside, everything was just as it was when I left. I mean, yes, there were a few toys on the ground and there was a new framed picture of Morgan and Pepper on the shelf but everything else stayed the same.

,,Y/N! I thought you were coming at 6:30pm!'' Pepper exclaimed and hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back. It felt good hugging her again.

,,We thought we could come a bit earlier so Y/N can spend a bit more time with Morgan.'' Bucky explained and we turned to look at him.

,,Bucky! It's so nice to see you!''

Just as the adults hugged, Morgan took my hand and yanked me to the living room area.

,,Look! This is my favorite doll!'' she giggled and held the doll in my direction. I took it and looked at it and then at her.

,,And why's that?'' I asked while sitting down on the floor.

,,Because it looks like you. She's the prettiest doll I have.'' she smiled proudly.

She waited for some type of reaction but the only thing I could do was smile.

,,Wow Morgan. That's- very nice of you. Thank you.'' I eventually said and handed her the doll back. The girl just continued to smile and play with her dolls.

,,Did you have fun?'' Bucky asked on the ride back to the apartment.

,,Yeah. A lot, actually. You want to know what Morgan said to me?''

I turned my gaze to Bucky, who was driving. He nodded.

,,She showed me her favorite doll and when I asked her why it was her favorite she said: „because it looks like you". She also added that it was the prettiest doll she owns.''

,,Wow.''

,,That's what I said!''

,,She's just like Tony.'' Bucky stated and I turned my head to look out of the window to my right.

,,Yeah. She knows how to make her way into your heart.'' I mumbled and leaned my head on the window.

,,Y/N/N we're here. Wake up.'' Bucky said as he got out of the car. I groaned, not wanting to leave the car. Eventually, I got out and walked up the stairs to our apartment. When I walked through the door, I headed straight to my room.

,,Goodnight Buck.''

,,Goodnight doll.''

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Saturday. A day where you can sleep as long as you want.

Well...not when you're friends with Ned Leeds.

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,,Good Morning." I said as I entered the kitchen.

,,It's not even 10, are you okay?" Bucky asked slightly worried.

,,Yeah I'm fine. Do we have Lucky Charms?"

,,Yeah. Look in the cabinet." he replied pointing to the cabinet over the sink. I grabbed a bowl and the Lucky Charms and sat down again. Then I put the cereal into the bowl and added the milk.

,,What are you doing today?" Bucky asked and sat down in front of me.

,,Dress shopping with MJ, Peter and Matt." I mumbled and ate my cereal.

,,Who's Matt?"

I looked at Bucky who was drinking his coffee with a curious look on his face.

,,Uh he's new. Moved here from Salt Lake City."

Bucky began to smirk.

,,What?" I asked with my mouth full of Lucky Charms.

,,Is he cute?"

,, Bucky, I'm not having this conversation with you right now."

,,Okay what about later? Are we gonna have the conversation then?" he joked and sipped his coffee.

,,No." I replied and put the empty bowl into the sink.

,,Okay get dressed. Sam is coming over in like 45 minutes."

,,Kk."

After changing and getting ready in the bathroom, I decided to post a picture on Instagram.

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Just as I was about to leave my room, there was a knock on my door.

,,Come in!" I said as I turned off the lights on my vanity. When I turned around I was greeted by Sam.

,,Sam! I missed you!"

I hugged him.

,,I missed you too. How's school going?"

,,Good. It's way better than being homeschooled."

Sam nodded and I let him go.

,,And is there anybody-"

,,Nooo Sam. I had this conversation with Bucky an hour ago." I groaned and walked out of the room.

,,How am I supposed to know what conversations you and bucky have?” he joked and I rolled my eyes playfully.

,,Why are you here anyway?" I asked and walked into the living room to sit on the couch.

,,Bucky and I are going on a mission."

I snapped my head towards Sam.

,,What? You haven't been on a mission since-” the sentence came out in a whisper.

,,I know Y/N/N but we need to go back to normal. It's been 3 months." he mumbled and sat down beside me.

,,When are you gonna be back?"

,,Tonight. I promise."

,,Okay be safe."

Just as Sam was about to answer, Bucky entered the room.

,,You ready to go?" he asked his mission partner, who was sitting beside me, and leaned on the doorframe. Sam nodded and got up. I looked at Bucky and he started to smile and opened his arms for me to hug him. I returned the smile and got up before running into his arms.

,,Be safe okay? I need you." I mumbled into his chest.

,,Always. And no funny business while I'm gone." he joked and put his chin on my head.

,,Buckyyyyy."

,,I'm sorry. Be safe when you're going out okay? I put money on the table so you can order a pizza tonight. I'm trying to be back by midnight." he explained and kissed the top of my head.

I hummed in response and let him go.

,,See you in a minute." I said as Sam and Bucky walked down the stairs. We started using that phrase after Nat died. I knew Natasha since her Natalie days. She was my babysitter when Pepper had to do things for Stark Industries.

,,See you in a minute." Bucky repeated before leaving the apartment complex.

I sighed and fell back down onto the couch. I pulled out my phone and read my new messages to take my mind off of the mission.

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sav-wites-everything · 5 years

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Always, Sweetheart - PART 1

(Ben Hardy!Roger Taylor x Reader)

Requested: no

Summary: You and your childhood best friend, Roger Taylor, jumped at the first opportunity to get a flat together when you both got accepted to the same University. Living with your rockstar best friend has plenty of perks, but when bottled up feelings and a new lead singer threatens to get in the way, you find yourself saying things without thinking.

A/N: I’ve always been a huge fan of Queen so clearly I’ve been obsessing over BoRhap lately but didn’t know if I should really push that here? A lot of you guys are Marvel or Kingsman fans, but who knows, some of you may be Queenies like me and this may draw in some new followers! Either way, I hope you all like it and make sure to leave some feedback! Enjoy!! xx (also sorry I’m garbage at actually getting out requests. I have like 6 half finished requests in my drafts)

Warnings: angst, swears, mentions of sex, a little bit of FWB!Rami Malek!Freddie Mercury x Reader mentioned

You munched lazily on your semi-burnt toast, a cup of coffee billowing steam on the tiny table in front of you. Pulling the blanket wrapped around your shoulders tighter, your eyes fell on the pair of red heels by the front door of your shared flat. It felt like a rock had been dropped into the pit of your stomach but you chalked it up to the bad toast and black coffee.

You finally tore your eyes away when you heard a bedroom door open from down the hall. Holding your breath, you prayed it wasn’t whatever girl Roger had brought home the night before. Instead, a very sleepy and hickie-covered Roger shuffled into the kitchen. He clearly didn’t notice you as he made his was to the warm coffee pot as he was rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Allowing your eyes to linger on his bare torso a little too long, you cleared your throat as a hot blush rose to your cheeks. Whatever happened to the scrawny punk you knew in grade school?

Roger jumped in fright and spun around to face you, a bit of his blonde hair sticking straight up on the left side. “Good morning, sleepy head,” you giggled into your coffee.

He clutched at his chest before taking a deep breath. “I swear to god, love, I need to put a bell on you,” he replied, his voice still gravelly with sleep.

You rolled your eyes with a grin but it quickly faded as you heard Roger’s bedroom door open again. “So is she from Economics, Intro to American Lit, or do you not know?” you mumbled, a hint of venom in your voice.

Roger just shot you a stern look as a pretty redhead slunk into the kitchen. He hated when his one-night flings stuck around so late into the morning, especially if you didn’t have class in the morning like today. It was established long ago when you two first started living together that Roger could bring back whomever he wanted and vice versa. Although, the last time you brought a man home was about 10 months ago and he didn’t even reciprocate in bed.

Roger always felt embarrassed the next morning, though. Sure, you felt a little awkward too, but you more so felt... sad. Not that you would ever tell Roger this. Lord knows how quickly you’d be having to find another place to live if your best friend found out you had been harboring feelings for him since high school.

As the redhead stared at you wide-eyed, you gave her a forced smile. “Roggie... I didn’t know you had a girlfriend,” she said, her voice shakey with obvious fear. You couldn’t help but grimace at the nickname she had given Roger. You could feel Roger shudder at it too but what really caught your attention was the scoff that came out of his mouth.

“She’s not my girlfriend” he replied with a hint of... was it laughter? Was he laughing at the thought of you being his girlfriend? “She’s just my roommate.”

You swallowed down the lump in your throat and blinked back the tears that pricked at your eyes. Standing up with your now empty coffee cup in your hand, you brushed past the redhead who was now much more relaxed and relieved. “Yup, just his roommate,” you mumbled before heading to your own bedroom, all but slamming the door shut.

Roger winced where he stood against the kitchen counter. His eyes remained glued to the chair you had just been sitting in. He didn’t even avert his gaze when... Amanda? Yeah, Amanda. When Amanda snakes her arms around his neck and began planting kisses on his jaw. He hated making you upset with the girls he brought home. This was your home too and he shouldn’t make you uncomfortable like this.

Removing Amanda’s arms from around his neck, he finally looked at her. “I think you should go,” he said monotonously.

She looked at him with shock that quickly diffused into anger. “You men are all the same,” she spat before rushing to gather her things. Roger dragged a frustrated hand down his face as she slammed the front door shut behind her. He turned around to finally pour himself some coffee when he heard the front door opening again. This was a new one. He’d never had an angry girl come storming back in.

Rushing out into the hallway, his heart sank when he saw it was you leaving. You normally spent your days off with him, either at home in front of the TV or down at your favorite cafe. “Where are you going?” he asked, his voice weaker than he intended.

You had the door propped open with your hip as you were finishing tying a blue scarf around your neck. “Out,” you said bluntly.

Roger let out a chuckle but no smile rose to your face. “I can see that...” He had to pause and swallow hard as he noticed you were wearing a low cut shirt and a tight skirt as you readjusted the fur coat you had on. You weren’t just going out. You were meeting someone. A male someone. “Who are you going to see?”

You watched as Roger crossed his arms over his strong chest and you had to tear your eyes back up to his face before you began blushing again. “A guy I met in my design class. What’s it matter to you?” You didn’t mean to sound so harsh but the way he laughed when he said you weren’t his girlfriend still stung.

“Fine,” he huffed as he threw his arms up, “I just won’t show worry and interest in my best friend’s well being.”

You let out a sigh and walked towards Roger, letting the door shut with a soft click. He knew what you were doing and instantly opened his arms to you. You gave him a tight hug before mumbling “I’m sorry I’m being a jerk. You guys were just kinda loud last night and I didn’t sleep well.” It wasn’t a complete lie but you weren’t about to tell him that your heart aches for a love you knew would never be returned.

He held you closer and even ventured to place a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I’m sorry too, love. I’ll try to remember better not to bring someone home when you have the day off.” With one last squeeze he pushed you away gently, still holding your shoulders. “So who is this guy, huh?”

You blushed a bit and looked down at your feet. “He’s just a good friend from class. He asked me to go with him to a new art exhibit downtown.” Looking back up at Roger, you noticed his eyebrows knit together and a soft frown on his lips. “I think you’d actually really like him, Rog. I have to go though. I’m already late.”

Hesitantly stepping out of Roger’s grip, you made your way back to the front door. “Be safe, love.”

You threw a glance over your shoulder with a smile, “Always, sweetheart.”

Like that you were gone and Roger was left feeling like someone had ripped his heart out. He had to remind himself that you could go out with anyone you wanted. You didn’t know that Roger was madly in love with and often dreamed about what it would be like to be the one to take you out to art exhibits and fancy dinners, his hand never leaving yours. If he couldn’t call you his, he could at least always be there for you.

With a sigh, he turned to the phone on the hallway table and called up his friend Brian to see if he was up for some band practice. He needed to let out some pent up frustration.

*******

You closed the front door as quietly as possible. With your shoes clutched in your right hand and a belly swimming with alcohol, you softly stepped down the hallway. It was around 3 am and you didn’t want to wake Roger. You knew he had a long day of classes and then rehearsal for his band’s, Smile, concert tomorrow night.

As you passed the living room, however, you noticed a lamp still on and Roger lounging on the couch with a magazine straddling his bare torso. Why’d he always have to be shirtless?

His chest rose and fell with gentle breaths as he slept soundly. Stepping towards him, you grabbed a blanket off of the arm chair. As you got close, however, the floor creaked beneath you.

Cursing softly, Roger’s eyes fluttered open and landed on you. His lips turned up into a sleepy smile. “(Y/N)...” Your heart threatened to best of out your chest at the sound of your name on his sleepy tongue.

“Let’s get you to bed, Rog,” you said leaning down to hook an arm under one of his.

As you bent forward though, he noticed the growing purple mark on your throat and your smudged lipstick. He grabbed your wrist a little roughly, all hint of him being tired leaving his face. “Where the hell have you been? What time is it?” he snapped.

Yanking your arm out of his tight grip, you back away from him. “With Freddie, you twit,” you snapped back. “And it’s about 3:30,” you said a little more sheepishly.

“This is the third time this week you’ve gotten home this late!” The rise in volume of his voice caused you to shrink back even more. “And I thought he was just a friend but you’ve clearly been shagging him!” He pointed right at the hickie on your neck.

You clenched your fists and felt your face grow hot. “First of all, my sex life is none of your business, Roger!” you yelled back at him. Roger’s eyes went wide, as if he was just now realizing he had yelled at you. “And second, we are just friends! Just friends can shag each other! But that’s something you clearly don’t understand since you have a perfectly good female friend in your own house who cares about you and is more than willing to climb on top of you!” You quickly snapped your mouth shut, the realization of what you had just said dawning on you. You said you would fuck Roger. To Roger.

Roger looked just as bewildered as you felt. His palms became sweaty and he was at a loss for words. This never happened when a girl told him the things she would do to him. But this was so much different. This was (Y/N). His best friend. The love of his life. “You...” Roger began, nervously, “You want to... with me?”

Wringing the straps of your shoes in your hands, you quickly backpeddaled. “N-no. I was just... it was um... an example.. I just...” You stuttered as Roger stood from the couch. It felt as if he was towering over you and although the pair of you could be found in each other’s arms on the couch on a Sunday afternoon, this kind of closeness felt so foreign.

His face was mere inches from your own and his breath smelt of cigarettes and chocolate. “You just what?” he breathed. Just then, however, he could smell the beer on your breath. His heart sank. You were drunk. You didn’t mean what you said.

“I just need to go to bed,” you almost whispered, quickly turning away from Roger and all but running to your bedroom. You closed your door harshly and locked it, leaning against the door and sliding to the floor. Your breathing came out in ragged bursts.

Roger had followed you to your bedroom and knelt in front of the door. He could hear that you were on the verge of sobbing. “(Y/N),” he breathed. You grew silent. “I’m sorry for yelling at you. You’re right, what you do is none of my business. I just... I worry about you.” You remained quiet. Roger wiggled his fingers through the crack below your door. “Do you forgive me, love?”

He felt your smaller hand rest over his calloused fingers, a soft smile spreading across his face. “Always, sweetheart,” you whispered.

A/N: Okay, so this was kind of garbage but I think I am for sure going to add to it. I just want to kind of test the waters and see what you guys think. Make sure to leave feedback! xx

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