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hannibals-favourite-meal · 1 year

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Can We Keep Him Pleeeease?

Platonic Sam Wilson x gn!reader

The youngest super soldier brings home an unusual pet.

Warnings: swearing, Sam is basically reader’s dad

WC: 1.4k

“What the fuck is that?!”

“A smoothie.” Y/N stood awkwardly in the middle of Sam’s living room, a squirming bundle wrapped tightly in their arms, with one hand clutching an obviously empty smoothie cup.

“Oh ok, so just a smoothie then. I obviously wasn’t talking about the FUCKING ANIMAL YOU HAVE IN YOU HANDS?!” Sam threw his arms into the air in frustration and gestured wildly at the gray snout now poking from the hoodie Y/N had wrapped it in.

“Why are we yelling?” Bucky groaned, stumbling from his bedroom and almost running into the Captain. Y/N shoved the cold snout back into the fabric, receiving a grumble in reply.

“Look, a bird!” They shouted quickly and pointed over his shoulder, effectively distracting the super soldier for a couple seconds, which was more than enough time for them to turn and make a mad dash to their room.

The younger avenger sighed deeply, already regretting inviting the teen hero to live with him and Bucky during their summer break from college. He winced as he heard their bedroom door slam shut, rocking the house with the force. Two super soldiers in his home, what could go wrong?

“There’s no bird.” Bucky whined sadly.

“How have you survived this long?”

Bucky shrugged. “I spent most of my life frozen.”

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“Ok and here’s a temporary bed for you until I buy you a new one. Or you can sleep with me, it’s your choice. Now, is there anything else you need?” Y/N’s voice was muffled through their door but Sam could hear it clear enough if he pushed his ear against the wood at just the right angle.

He had already ruled out a bird, a frog, and a fish, but everything else was fair game. He was ever so slightly terrified that they had brought home an alligator and he couldn’t put it past them. Sam shivered at the memory of them appearing on the local news after ‘rescuing’ a crocodile from the zoo a few years back. And their defense had simply been ‘she looked lonely’.

“Food! Yes, I have some food for you already. But don’t tell Bucky I’m taking his salmon. He wanted to cook it tonight but we all know that he can’t cook to save his life so this will be a mercy for that poor fish. You stay here and I’ll be back in a second.” Sam didn’t bother stepping away from the entryway, only standing up straight with his arms crossed over his chest, his face set in a disapproving frown that only tired dads could pull off.

Y/N jumped slightly as they opened their door and was met with Captain America’s chest. “What’s gucci, Sam?” The door quickly shut behind them, blocking Sam’s view into the room.

“What animal do you have in there?”

“There is no animal in my room, what are you talking about? I think the added responsibility of being America’s greatest superhero has made you go crazy.”

Sam could actually feel his blood pressure rising. “Y/N.”

“Why would I bring an animal home? Bucky is pretty much like three dogs worth of animal so why would I need another pet?” They were rambling now.

“Tell me what’s in your bedroom or I’ll send you to live with Bruce.” They stopped, their eyes narrowing on the slightly taller man.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.” They held his gaze for another minute, silently weighing their options. To live with Bruce meant more freedom with animals, sure but they didn’t know if they could put up with his yoga and ‘breathing exercises’ for months on end. Y/N relented.

“Fine but please, give him a chance.”

Y/N slipped back into the small bedroom designated as theirs but left the door open so Sam could follow. Taking a deep breath, he braced himself for the hell he was about to walk into, and then stepped over the threshold.

The young super soldier was on their knees at the foot of their bed, carefully lifting the yet to be identified pet into their arms. They cooed at the creature, rocking slightly before turning around.

“Sam, meet Jeff the land shark. Jeff, meet Sam.” Huge black eyes stared back up at him from Y/N’s arms, observing the man before it’s large mouth broke into what Sam guessed was a grin, exposing rows of razor sharp teeth. It Jeff wiggled in their arms, pleased with the new person in its space.

Y/N smiled brightly alongside the shark-hybrid thing. “Look how cute he is!” They squealed, hugging him tightly to their chest. Jeff, quite pleased with the attention, grunted happily, his four short limbs waggling around, along with his tail, which seemed to be at least as long as his stout body.

“You’re such a perfect boy aren’t you? Yes you are. You’re my perfect boy.” Sam didn’t know what he was more disturbed by, the shark creature or the fact that this teen, who he had witnessed punch a man so hard, his body flew through five walls of solid concrete, was baby-talking said shark creature.

Jeff’s triangular snout pressed into their pudgy cheek, nosing at their flesh affectionately. “I um- what? I have so many questions.”

“If I answer them, will you let me keep him?”

“No.” Sam said firmly, eyes still fixed on Jeff.

“But Saaaaaaam.”

“No buts Y/N. You brought a dangerous animal into this house without my permission.”

They turned away slightly, shielding Jeff. “You brought Bucky home without my permission so I think we’re even.” Jeff propped his thick head against their shoulder so he could continue to look at Sam, his tail wagging wildly beneath him.

“That’s different, as much as I hate to say it, Bucky is a person.”

“Ha! I told you I would get you to admit it!” Came from the other side of the house.

“Shut up Bucky!” They both shouted in unison.

“You can’t keep him.”

“Pleeeeeease.”

“No.”

“I’ll be good! I’ll wash your car! I’ll go on runs with you! I’ll even do your laundry!”

“Y/N.”

“Sam.”

“You can’t keep him.”

Y/N grumbled something under their breath, tucking their face into where Jeff’s neck would be. “What was that?” Sam raised an eyebrow at them.

“I said Tony would let me keep him.” Sighing deeply, he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Tony also let you regularly jump out of planes without a parachute.”

“So I really can’t keep him?” Their voice trembled with barely contained tears, Sam’s kryptonite. They clung tightly to Jeff who was now looking at them curiously, concerned whines emanating from him. Fat tears hung to their lashes as their eyes slowly went bloodshot and their chest hiccupped.

“I can barely stand Alpine and I don’t think Jeff would like cats.” They’ll understand logic right? Sam wondered. Y/N’s eyes dropped to the floor, absolutely heartbroken.

And as if summoned, said white cat strolled into the room without a care in the world. “Brrr?” She chirped. Alpine tilted her head at her second favourite person, as if questioning why she hadn’t been picked up yet, like she usually would have when she wandered into Y/N’s room.

Jeff copied her movement as best he could while still being smothered by the teen. Her blue eyes fixed themselves on the shark. With little hesitation, she launched herself up, landing gracefully on Y/N’s opposite shoulder. Sam froze, already coming up with explanations as to why Bucky’s prized cat had been devoured by a ‘land shark’.

But instead of the bloodbath he expected, Alpine nuzzled into his cold skin, the tip of her tail flicking happily. Jeff grinned once more and leaned his head into the cat, accepting the affection.

And when Sam looked back up at Y/N, they were smiling victoriously, all evidence of tears gone from their face. He knew he was screwed.

“Fine, you can keep the damn shark but don’t expect me to look after it. Jeff is your responsibility.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” They bounced around the room, both animals hanging on for dear life. Sam couldn’t help but smile at their pure joy of having a new pet.

“Go on and get some food for him and I’ll bring you to PetSmart tomorrow for more supplies. Also, where did you even find him?"

Y/N shrugged. "Side of the road."

"I'm not even surprised. Alright, go do what you need to do, kid."

“You’re the best! C’mon Jeff, I have to introduce you to Bucky!”

And as they ran out of the room, Sam swore he had never heard a grown man scream that loudly before in his life.

“Is that a fucking shark?!”

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verybadatwriting · 8 months

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Healer Masterlist

For all of these, the reader is gender neutral. They use they/them and I avoid physical descriptions (besides for both of the 'Hair' stories). Please tell me if I mess it up anywhere.

Reader is ~16. HYDRA captured them at age two.

Background: Civil War would have happened roughly one year ago. Everyone’s living at the Tower, Bucky’s there too. Still quite a bit of animosity between the Cap and Tony sides of Civil War. Tony, Steve, & Bucky managed to work it out at the big final battle, but Rhodey still fell and damaged his spine at the airport battle.

Part 1

Summary: Steve ends up in Hydra’s most secure prison.

Warnings: Injuries, past trauma, conditioning, death, torture (punches), witnessing death of a loved one,

Steve x teen!reader, Nat x teen!reader, Avengers x teen!reader

Word Count: 4,274

Part 2

Summary: Y/n adjusts to life in the tower and the people they share it with.

Warnings: Bad sleep schedule. References to past trauma (kidnapping, murder of parents, etc.)

Bucky x teen!reader, Steve x teen!reader, Wanda x teen!reader, Sam Wilson x teen!reader, Loki x teen!reader

Word Count: 2,477

Part 3

Summary: Y/n helps heal the Rift caused by the Sokovia Accords.

Warnings: Injuries, medical stuff (no needles)

Rhodey x teen!reader, Dr. Cho x teen!reader

Word Count: 726

Part 4

Summary: Reader is captured by Hydra again.

Warnings: Blood, torture, needles, gore, angsty stuff. Major character death (temporary)

Nat x teen!reader, Steve x teen!reader, Avengers x teen!reader

Word Count: 4,336

Hair (Buzz cut)

Summary: Reader learns how to express themself through their hair.

Warnings: Bad memories

Nat x teen!reader

Word Count: 671

Hair (Medium/Long)

Summary: Reader learns how to express themself through their hair.

Warnings: Improper treatment of prisoners, cold exposure, dehumanization, reader has long/medium hair

Sam Wilson x teen!reader, Nat x teen!reader

Word Count: 625

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ghostofskywalker · 1 year

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Omg can I have a drabble of Sam Wilson with love confessions (very soft, very fluffy)

this is a contender for the softest thing i've written in a while, i hope you enjoy :)

words: 486

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An outstretched hand appeared in your field of vision, and you looked up to see Sam smiling at you. “You promised me you would dance at least one time tonight,” he said. “And so far I haven’t seen you out there once.”

“I can’t get anything past you, can I?” you asked, playfully raising your eyes at him.

Of course not. I know everything.”

You laughed. “So you know that I have no idea how to slow dance?” It was that part of the night where the DJ was playing nothing but ballads and softer, slower music, and even if you had wanted to dance, you had no idea how to do it without stepping on anyone’s feet. That, and you would have needed someone to dance with.

“Then it’s a good thing I know how to slow dance then,” he said, reaching down to grab your hand and pull you to a standing position. “Come on, it’s not that difficult.”

If it was anyone else on the team you might have offered more resistance to the idea, but Sam was your best friend, and there wasn’t anyone else you trusted more than him. He even acted graciously as you stepped on his feet a few times by accident (you weren’t kidding when you said you didn’t really know how to dance).

For the first time all night, you felt at ease. These types of fancy gala events were not your thing, but it was a requirement to attend some of them (the Avengers’ PR director, had made you a list of which ones you had to attend). Dancing with Sam made you smile, and you told yourself it was because you were simply friends with him, but you knew that your real feelings were a little stronger than that.

He held his arm out and guided you into a spin at the end of the song, and for a moment you were worried that you would fall over and embarrass yourself in front of everyone, but thankfully that didn’t happen. As you moved closer and closer to him again, you couldn’t hold in your feelings any longer. “I love you,” you said quietly.

If he didn’t return your feelings, you would have to move out to Iceland and become a sheep farmer, but it seemed that this time you were safe from that kind of nomadic lifestyle. “I love you too,” he responded, his hands finding your waist and pulling you slightly closer to him. When his lips finally landed on yours, you decided that you never wanted to forget this feeling.

Even before you broke apart you could hear the whoops and cheers of the onlookers around you, and there was certainly a part of you that was embarrassed for making a scene, but you couldn’t really bring yourself to be too annoyed about it, especially after Sam leaned in and kissed you again.

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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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Picnic Date

Pairing: Sam Wilson x reader (no other specifications or gender)

Word Count: 1060 words

Outline: Sam has a surprise for you and it's not what you think.

Author’s Note: this is pure ole fanfic cheese! enjoy:)

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The soft melody of jazz music coming from the radio station had Sam silently humming and singing in low vibration. His velvet voice matched each loving word perfectly. You would have found this ideal if it weren't for the blindfold covering your eyes. It was only an hour ago when Sam had picked you up from your apartment on this beautiful warm Sunday morning, the first day of spring, and offered you the best day of your life. Once you hit the interstate he insisted on having your eyes closed. “It’s a surprise, baby!” he pleaded. You only agreed to this plan cause of his beautiful puppy face and that look that could melt you into a thousand pieces.

Yet you felt happy, fulfilled, and curious about what he had on his mind. Deep inside you knew that whatever he had planned must have been incredible. Taking a deep breath out, you sigh positioning your head at the back of the car seat. A couple of minutes later the car stopped and he helped you out of the vehicle making sure you stepped correctly.

"Can't I take it off now?” Yet all Sam did was let out a scoff. If you could see him, you knew this would be accompanied by a rolling of his eyes. By now his micro expressions were second nature to you.

"No, it's not time yet, I promise you baby it will all be worth it. When has Sam ever disappointed you?" Oh, you wanted to answer with something naughty but you heard voices and laughter in the distance and didn’t know who could hear you. Placing his hands over yours he carefully had you walk to the exact place he wanted you to. You could you were stepping onto grass, your white sneakers long to be mourned. With a soft kiss on your cheek, he wrapped one hand across your eyes, taking the blindfold with the other. Where else does he repeat this exact motion? You chuckle as your mind races a little, shifting in your weight.

"This is for you, my angel." He whispered and slowly dragged his palm away from your vision.

"Do you like this?" Sam asks, taking a step closer to you so that he can look at you, wearing a bright smile on his face and taking his hand off yours. You blink in response to the warmth of the sun and the vastness of the greenery taking you by surprise. God this looked picturesque.

"Where did you find this place?" You ask while looking around. This place is absolutely idyllic and seems to be on the outskirts of the hill overlooking half of the city. What a beautiful cityscape. The sky and the greenery engulfed one another wonderfully. In front of you, there is a red large blanket with two picnic baskets on top of it and two red medium-sized pillows.

"Sam this is amazing." You exclaim turning around to cup his face and kiss him gently. When on earth did he do all this?

"Thank you so much, baby." It was the first time in your life anyone had ever surprised you like this and brought you to such a magical place. Sam was the most perfect boyfriend you could have ever found. What a lucky person you were!

"I only did what I felt like doing." Sam chuckles and shrugs his shoulders, his strong hands caressing your arms tenderly. "Come on, let's sit, I got us sandwiches and fresh lemonade."

It was the first time in your life you had felt so much love for a man, your man. Carefully you sit on the pillow, mimicking his movements and extending your arm when he offers you a glass of lemonade. No alcohol of course, “we have to drive”, you chuckled at that and clung your glass to his wishing on a merry future. Taking a moment to gaze around while he was setting up the food, according to his particular likeness, you observe other happy couples of all ages and families with children enjoying the sun and nature.

"This is beautiful." You hum to yourself and look at the way the sun illuminated his beautiful skin and his charming brown eyes. He had opted for a dark green t-shirt today paired with dark blue jeans and a denim jacket that was laying on the blanket now. Between feeding each other and enjoying your sandwiches, the morning went great.

"I have one more surprise for you today." He says his arms now wrapped around your body having carefully placed you in his lap.

"Wouldn't expect any less from you. " You chuckle and shake your head. What more could you possibly want or need right now?

His hands travel to your right hand and with one quick motion, he places something small inside the palm of your hand. It was small and metallic, a little heavy. Was it? It can’t be, now could it?

"Sam, what's this?" You ask bewildered, not wanting to jump on to conclusions too fast.

"It's a question, actually more of a promise."

"Sam!" You repeat in between shock and awe. You slowly open your palm to look at the small golden ring adorned with a beautiful gem on it. Was he really?

"Sam, oh my goodness." You are lost for words as you take the ring between your fingers and begin to examine it.

"Go ahead put it on, angel." His voice is warm and familiar, calm, endearing, it sounds like your future.

"Put it on and I'll ask the question." Sam nods his head looking at the ring inside your hand. You turn your face to look at him bewildered. He was really.

The very next moment you cup his face, turn in his lap and begin to pepper kiss on his face enthusiastically. Sam chuckles at your reaction before switching to bright laughter.

"You need to let a man ask the question first though. We are doing a job here, we are performing, delivering good speeches, stories for our future grandchildren."

"Oh, no, no, the answers yes. Sam! Of course!" He chuckles again cupping your face this time and nodding his head.

"Let's do this right. Will you, Y/N, marry me?"

"Yes, yes, thousand times yes!"

Truly as it came out to be, it was the best day of your life.

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kimoralov3 · 1 year

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Just a Mission

requested by: @arkofblake (i asked her for ideas lmao) word count: 3850 pairing: sam wilson x reader warnings: it took me months to write so it might be slightly inconsistent, swearing (as usual), i don't remember what pronouns i used for the reader, slight angst, bucky and nat make a joke about sam and the reader keeping it down, fake dating, the head of the hoa, suburban neighborhood, google docs AND grammarly quit on me so there's bound to be errors somewhere

It was a fairly normal day in the life of an Avenger. Natasha and Clint were in the boxing ring, Steve and Tony were making up some plan for the next team mission, and you were getting ready to go on a mission with the man that you had had a crush on for about a year and a half now.

“I don’t see why you’re making such a big deal out of this. You’ve been hiding your feelings for forever now, one little mission isn’t going to change that.” Bucky said as he laid on your bed, not being helpful as you ran around trying to find all your clothes.

“Bucky, this isn’t just a mission. Me and Sam are going undercover as a newlywed couple — for who knows how long might I add — there is ample opportunity for me to slip up and admit my feelings for him. And you know I can’t handle the embarrassment of being rejected! I have been doomed, and it’s you and Steve’s fault!” You said, throwing a shirt into the pile forming from your suitcase.

Bucky stared at you for a second before replying. “I never realized how adorable you are when you’re all panicky.” You let out a yell of frustration and throw your shoe at him, Bucky laughing as he easily catches it.

“You’re not helping! At all!” You said as you started pacing back and forth. Bucky finally got up, walking in front of you to stop your constant movement.

“Look, you’re gonna be fine. The mission is gonna be quick and easy, then you can come back and go back to staring at Sam like he holds the world up with his bare hands. Just do what you’ve been doing. Okay?” He said as he stared into your eyes. You let out a sigh before nodding, rubbing your eyes a bit.

“You’re right; I’m freaking out for nothing. What’s the worst that can happen?”

—

The worst that could happen was you and Sam having to drive all the way to your destination. Alone. Together. Just the two of you.

“Y/N, you’ll be fine. It’ll only be a couple hours, and you can sleep through most of it. Why are you making such a big deal out of this?” Steve asked as you followed him around the compound. He had been walking from the kitchen when you found him, so he was trying to balance his sandwich in one hand and some mission files in the other. You talking to him was making that task a little more complicated than it should’ve been.

“Steve, you cannot honestly tell me that you’d be fine living alone with someone you’ve had a crush on for forever, but they don’t know about your crush, so you have to pretend like being near them—”

“Y/N! There you are, I’ve been looking for you. Are you ready to get going?” Sam asked as he walked up to you and Steve. Steve gave you a look, raising an eyebrow before walking away. Thanks for nothing, Steven.

“Uh, yeah, I’m almost ready— let me just go grab my bags, okay?” You stuttered out as you turned and walked away. You heard Sam call out your name again, causing you to turn around so fast that you almost fell on your face.

“Your room is that way.” Sam said as he pointed in the other direction. You looked to where he was pointing, then back at him, feeling your face heat up as you walked past him without a word. This is going to be the worst mission of my life.

—

6 hours in the car, alone with Samuel Thomas Wilson, was both a dream come true and your worst nightmare. On the one hand, this was the perfect situation— you and the guy you’re in love with trapped together; if you couldn’t get him to fall in love with you now, there was no point in trying anymore. On the other hand, you’d be in a car with Sam alone. For 6 hours. It was way more likely that you would end up embarrassing yourself and pushing him away for good.

In the end, neither of those things happened because you slept all the way there. You were awoken by the soft touch of Sam’s hand shaking you gently. “We’re here.” He said as he unbuckled and got out of the car.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes before stepping out of the car. You took in a deep breath before taking in your surroundings. It looked like your average suburban neighborhood. The houses were all shades of blue, yellow, or white, with the occasional very faint shade of pink. All the lawns were perfectly kept, never extending past the white picket fences. A few of them had a tree in the front, maybe even the occasional swingset. Nothing to write home about, though.

“This place already gives me bad vibes.” You mumbled to yourself. You heard Sam laugh as he closed the trunk, both of your suitcases in hand. You reached out to help him but he pulled them away before you could reach them.

“I got them. Do you have the keys?” He asked as the two of you walked up to the front door. You nodded and reached into your pocket, grabbing the keys and unlocking the door. Once you were inside, you had to laugh a little at the decor. Steve and Bucky definitely had a fun time picking things out for this house; it was the perfect blend of your and Sam’s styles.

Before the two of you could properly settle in and set everything up, there was a loud knock on the door. You looked at each other suspiciously before you opened the door, Sam standing closely behind you.

“Hi there!” Said the obnoxiously loud woman, standing on the doorstep with a plate of cookies. “You two must be the newlywed couple; I’m Amanda, a longtime resident here and head of the HOA! Welcome to the neighborhood!” She continued on as she handed you the plate of cookies. You chuckled nervously, looking up at Sam for help.

He thankfully took the hint, stepping up so that the two of you were side by side, and held out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Amanda. I’m Sam, and this is Y/N.” As he introduced the two of you, he casually wrapped his free arm around your waist.

You tried your hardest not to think much of it before opening your mouth again. He’s just doing his job; the two of you are supposed to be a newlywed couple, and this is what couples do! They touch each other, and don’t look like deer in headlights while doing so!

“It’s so lovely to meet you! Here, why don’t you come and sit down while I take those cookies off your hands?” You suggested with as much sugar to your tone as you could muster at the moment, stepping to the side and opening the door further so as to be more inviting. This must’ve been the right move because Amanda graciously accepted, Sam closing the door behind her and showing her to the living area. You watched as they both sat down on the couch, taking a moment to make sure everything was okay before heading to the kitchen and putting away the cookies.

Once you were finished, you walked to the living room and sat next to Sam on the couch. Amanda was perched on the loveseat diagonal to the couch, looking at the living room with a semi-judgemental eye. “Wow, I’ve never seen a house with such… unique decor! How did you both decide on this theme?” She asked as she crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair.

Sam once again took the lead, knowing that he was a lot better with his words than you were. “Well actually, Y/N and I split up the duty of choosing the decor for each room. Y/N picked out the decor for the living room, the kitchen, the dining room, and the guest bedroom, while I picked out the decor for my office, the bathrooms, and the basement. We worked together to design our bedroom and en suite, though.”

Amanda let out a small gasp of genuine shock before turning to face you fully. “Y/N dear, you better hold on tightly to this one! My husband would never offer to take care of such a big project like that!”

You laughed at that, the first real laugh since you and Sam had arrived in Virginia. “Oh believe me when I say this, I never plan on letting him go.”

—

It had been a month since you and Sam had “moved in”, and things were pretty calm for now. The two of you still hadn’t pinpointed the head of the crime ring, but it was only a matter of time now. You and Sam made sure to get more involved in neighborhood activities, making sure that nothing about you was suspicious. Well, almost nothing, according to Amanda.

“So you mean to tell me that the two of you haven’t tried for kids at all? I find that very hard to believe.” Amanda said as the two of you sipped on tea in her living room. Your face heated significantly, and not just because of the warm tea you were drinking.

“We’ve decided that we want to be a bit more stable before having kids. We just got married and bought a house, we should take some time to ourselves before adding little ones to the mix.” You let out the perfectly practiced reply. It was clear to you and Sam that the people in town were very nosy, so your lies had to be rock solid.

Amanda hummed at that, seemingly finding it believable. “Well when the two of you do have kids, I’m sure that they will be adorable. I mean I have honestly never seen such a more attractive looking couple!”

You playfully rolled your eyes, slowly getting used to Amanda’s constant comments about how good the two of you look together. If only we were really together.

“I’m sure they will be adorable.” You settled on saying, bringing the mug of brown liquid to your lips.

“Kids? Who’s having kids?” Sam asked as he walked in from the garden. Amanda had originally invited the two of you over for lunch while her kids were at school, but she mentioned that she needed help moving some stuff around in her garden, and Sam offered to help since her husband was at work. Cut to now, Sam standing behind your chair, sweat making his purple shirt cling to his muscles. Lord give me strength.

“You and Y/N. One day, hopefully.” Amanda said cheerfully, causing Sam to let out a laugh.

“Yeah, one day, but I don’t think that’ll be happening any time soon.” Sam said as he leaned on the back of your chair. Amanda scoffed, rolling her eyes and waving a dismissive hand. Sam placed a quick kiss on your forehead before getting a bottle of water and heading back outside. Amanda quirked an eyebrow at you, to which you responded to by shaking your head. This mission is so difficult but for all the wrong reasons.

—

Another month had passed by, but at least you had figured out who your target was by now. His name was Jerry. He, his wife, and his 3 kids lived at the far end of the street. He was quiet; kept to himself. Not the kind of guy you’d be expecting to be heading up a million dollar crime ring.

“The two of you are doing good, you just have to get enough information on him for us to arrest him. Do either of you have any ideas as to how you could do that?” Steve asked. The three of you were having your weekly debrief, trying to figure out how to solve this problem as quickly but quietly as possible.

“Well, Amanda is the head of the HOA. If there was something fishy going on, she would know, even if she doesn’t know she knows.” You suggested as you looked up at Sam.

“Ugh, I knew you befriending the head of the HOA would come in handy!” Sam said, causing you to smile lightly.

“What’s an HOA?” Steve asked. You chuckled, sometimes forgetting that Steve was from a different decade than you and Sam.

After a longer than necessary explanation, you and Sam ended the call with Steve, deciding to start putting your real plan into motion. You sent Amanda a quick text asking if you could come over tomorrow, to which she quickly agreed and said that the two of you could have a nice little wine night.

“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I would say that you’re actually starting to like hanging out with Amanda.” Sam teased as he laid across the couch. You rolled your eyes, flopping down into the loveseat.

“Am not! I have just realized that she is very useful for the purpose of this mission. That is all.” You defended yourself as you leaned your head over the arm rest, making your view of Sam upside down.

“Oh really? Because you seem to be really enjoying those weekly wine meetings that you two have all the time. What do you two even talk about during them anyway?”

“First of all, we do not have weekly wine meetings. Second of all, when we do drink wine, we talk about stuff that everyone always talks about with their friends, especially things people like her talk about. Her garden, her kids, her husband and everything he’s doing wrong, you, when we’re gonna change our minds and have kids— you know, the boring stuff.” You waved your hand around as you spoke, not thinking much about what you were saying.

“She’s determined that we’ll change our minds and have kids.” Sam said as he shook his head.

“Yeah, she is. Too bad this is just a mission, otherwise we could give her what she clearly desperately wants to happen.” You said with a chuckle. However, the lack of response afterwards caught your attention. You sat up and turned around to properly face Sam. “Sam? You okay?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m actually a little bit tired, I think I’m gonna get some sleep. Goodnight.” He said, quickly walking to the bedroom. What was that about?

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After that things between you and Sam had been a bit…off, as some might put it. It wasn’t something that would be noticeable to anyone just passing by, but you definitely took notice of his sudden distance. And you weren’t the only one to notice.

“What’s going on between you and Sam?” Amanda asked as she came to drop off your groceries. You and Sam were hosting a “neighborhood get together”, but it was really just the final step in the two of you catching Jerry in an act of crime. Amanda had agreed to help you get all the food ready, but her being a part of the plan meant that you had to listen to whatever she believed to be wrong between you and Sam.

“What do you mean?” You feigned ignorance as you chopped up some vegetables. Amanda scoffed as she began to get stuff together to make the rolls.

“Oh don’t bullshit me; I’ve been married for 10 years, I can smell a marital spat from a mile away. Did you two get into an argument or something?”

You sighed, weighing your options here. Continuing to insist that nothing was wrong would get you nowhere, Amanda was the most stubborn person you knew, next to Natasha. But you couldn’t tell her everything that was actually wrong, that would blow your cover and you were too close to your end goal to let that happen. What would even be your lie to get out of this?

“It’s nothing important really, just a silly little argument. Nothing life changing.” You settled with, sending Amanda a quick smile to be more convincing. If she didn’t believe you, she didn’t let it show. The two of you worked together to get all the food ready, and luckily finished before everyone began arriving. You hadn’t really seen Sam since this morning, but tried not to think too much of it. He had taken the initiative to schmooze with the husbands of the neighborhood, hoping that they would let him into the crime circle so he could get firsthand evidence. You could only hope that everything was going well and that he hadn’t gotten found out.

Luckily your wishes came true, as you saw Sam walking towards you with a determined face. “Can we talk? Upstairs?” He asked once he got to you. His tone made it seem like something had gone wrong, so you took a quick look around to make sure no one was paying close attention to the two of you before nodding and following him upstairs.

“What’s wrong? Did you get found out or something?” You asked worriedly. Sam didn’t say anything, just closed the door and stood there for a second. “Sam? Is something wrong?”

Sam turned around and gave you a confused look. “What? What are you talking about, why would you think something was wrong?”

You eyed him up and down before responding. “Sam, you haven’t acted this strange since you pranked Bucky by moving his stuff a little to the left every day until he found out about it. What’s wrong?”

Sam smiled fondly at the mention of messing with his best friend. “Ah, I remember that. Was scared to have my back turned for a week.” Sam was about to go on a long, detailed rant about all the pranks he’d played on Bucky, but the look on your face told him that doing so would not be a good idea.

Deflecting his feelings had never been a skill of his.

“Sam, if something has gone wrong, you need to tell me. Is someone suspicious of us? Do we need to move to plan b?” You asked, frantically searching Sam’s eyes for a response. Sam sighed, rubbing his hands against his face and muttering something too quick and low for you to catch.

“Look Y/N, I’m going to tell you something and I need you to listen with no interruptions. Okay?” He asked as he grabbed your hands. You nodded, signaling for him to continue. “I’m in love with you, and I have been for a couple years now. I know I’ve been kind of distant these past couple of months, but that’s because my feelings were getting stronger and I didn’t know how to handle them— and I apologize because that shouldn’t be my excuse— but I cannot hold it in any longer because it is distracting me from the mission.”

There was a moment of silence. Sam’s was out of nervousness and yours was because you were trying to process everything the man in front of you had just said.

The silence was broken when you burst into tears. Sam acted quickly, pulling you into his warm arms. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think this would make you cry.” Nice going, Wilson.

“These are happy tears, dumbass.” You said through sobs and sniffles. That made Sam stop, pushing you back slightly so he could get a better look at you. Behind the fresh tear stains and red eyes, there was the person he fell in love with. “Sam, I have been in love with you for years. Bucky has been trying to get me to confess but I was always too scared to do so. Guess I really am an idiot, huh?” You said with a chuckle as you wiped away your tears.

Sam chuckled as well, pulling you closer once again. “It seems like both of us are the idiots.”

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Soon after that, the mission came to an end. At the end of the day, all you had to do was catch Jerry in the act and you’d been successful in doing that. The two of you had just got done filing out mission reports and you had gone back to your room. Before you could even finish unpacking, Natasha and Bucky were storming into your room and locking the door. “Hello to you guys too?” You said in a confused tone.

“What happened between you and Sam?” Natasha asked as she grabbed—snatched, actually— you halfway unpacked bag from your hands and threw it on the floor.

“What are you talking about?” You asked as you sat on your bed. You knew exactly what she was talking about, you just felt like enjoying a little game of cat and mouse.

“Don’t play that game with us. The two of you were practically walking on clouds when you got back, and then y’all were practically sitting on top of each other during the debriefing. Did one of you finally confess or do I need to lock the two of you in a room again?” Bucky asked, hands on his hips. Someone’s been spending a bit too much time with Steve.

“First of all, I still owe you an ass whooping for that. And second of all,” You continued, looking between the two of them. To the untrained eye they looked like their normal selves, but you could tell that they were bursting at the seems in anticipation. “Yes, something did happen between me and Sam.”

“Fucking finally!” They both yelled at the same time. You rolled your eyes, already expecting these reactions from them.

“You can’t just say something like that and not explain. Spill!” Natasha said as she threw one of your pillows at you.

“We’ve been here all of 5 minutes and the two of you are already hounding Y/N?” Sam said as he opened the door. Natasha and Bucky whipped around, making an annoyed noise.

“How’d you get in? I locked the door.” Natasha said as she crossed her arms. Sam held up the key to your room that you’d given him.

“How did you get a key?! I’ve been begging for one for years!” Bucky asked. You shrugged, getting up to slot yourself into Sam’s side.

“Not important. What’s important now is that the two of us want to spend some time together and y’all are interrupting that. Get out.”

Natasha and Bucky groaned playfully before shuffling their way out and muttering something about the two of you keeping it down. Once you were sure the two of them were gone, you turned around to face Sam fully. “Did you mean what you said about us spending some time together?” He asked as he smiled down at you.

“Yep. There’s this cute little cafe far enough for none of them to come bother us. Wanna head down there?” You asked sweetly.

Sam hummed, giving you a peck on your lips before pulling you towards the door. “Wouldn’t miss it for a thing.”

#sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson x fem!reader #sam wilson x gn!reader #sam wilson fluff #sam wilson angst #marvel

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ru-xia · 1 year

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Bucky: Are you an idiot!? Why the fuck would you go out there!? Do you want to be killed!?

Y/n: So what if I am an idiot!? You do the same thing!

Bucky: It’s different when I get out there!

Y/n: Oh really!? How is it different!?

Bucky: Because you're not allowed to get injured!

Y/n: And you are!?

Bucky: Yes!

Y/n: That's absolutely stupid!

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Sam: So how long does this normally last?

Steve completely done with the bullshit: They'll be back to normal after they've fucked it out of their systems.

#marvel #mcu #captain america #steve rogers #sam wilson #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x gender neutral reader #bucky barnes x male reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky x male reader #bucky x reader #bucky x gn!reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x gender neutral reader

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beanxemily · 2 years

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Y/n *taking down five guards*: I've got five, what about you Sam?

Sam *Panting*: I got six. Buck?

Bucky *Groaning*: I got four, someone check on Peter and Kate.

Kate *Shuffling with Peter behind the group*: We got McDonald's...

#sam wilson #female reader #male reader #gender neautral reader #gn reader #male.#female #incorrect mcu quotes #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #winter soldier #captain america #peter parker #kate bishop

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arkytiorwrites · 2 years

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I’ve Got the Old Man’s Car!

I won’t lie, this was heavily inspired by this Y/N Marvel video. I couldn’t not.

Tony walked into the common room of the Avengers Compound with a perturbed expression. The rest of the team was scattered across the room in small groups of two or three, and the occasional lone wolf; Wanda was in the kitchen cooking dinner with Vision's help.

“Has anyone seen Y/N?" the billionaire asked.

“Nope, sorry,” Wanda called absently as she sprinkled spices into the large pot.

"I can't find Bucky, either,” Steve admitted from where he sat drawing on the couch directly facing the 60” flatscreen TV.

“I cannot find Loki, as well," Thor confessed over the rim of his mug of beer.

"I would look outside if I were you," Natasha advised, leaning against the top of the bar.

"Should I be worried?” Tony half-joked as he walked over to the bay windows over-looking the grounds.

“I have Stark’s keys!" Loki bellowed as he raced across the lawn towards the garage.

"I've got Steve’s wallet!" Bucky added as he vaulted over a row of shrubbery.

"And I know a shortcut to Red Robins!” Y/N whooped as they keyed open the doors and deftly caught the fob the Frost Giant tossed them.

“Is that ... my Mclaren?” Tony asked as the trio pulled out onto the drive with a squeal of tires and loud revving.

Everyone stared in amazement as the resident troublemakers drove off into the sunset.

Tony, Bruce, Clint, Thor, Steve, Nat, Wanda, Vision, Sam, even Doctor Strange; who was there to evaluate Y/N’s ablities in the first place.

“Yup, you two are definitely soul twins,”Nat chuckled.

Tony shot the Russian assassin a look, then began to laugh as well.

“Yeah. They’re something else, aren’t they?"

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jedi-valkyrie · 1 year

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how marvel characters would react to an extensive skin care routine

including: steve rogers, clint barton, natasha romanoff, thor odinson, sam wilson, loki laufeyson

gender neutral!reader and the headcanons can be read as romantic or platonic

warnings: swearing (just from me, nothing bad)

requested by: @weigheddownbyfandoms

a/n: as someone with a long ass skin care routine i feel seen and heard. but this one’s shorter! sorry i’ve been gone so long!!!

steve

i don’t think he’d have any strong opinion

he’d just sorta sit back and observe

he’d probably sit with you while you did it just hover around

his morning routine isnt short either so if you do it then it’s a very big staple of his day

main motivation for getting up is the fact that he can see your face get so focused as you use some weird roller wand

he likes the domesticity of watching your routines; it’s soothing

clint

okay so he’d pretend not to care, he doesn’t see the use in it

very much cold water splash kinda guy i think

but then he sees the fun stuff

the jelly masks and the weird circulation massages

and it becomes a shared activity

yknow those ipsy bags that have those samples of cute makeup things

he’d start buying them for skincare

not for you, obviously

but because he wants the weird bubble mask

bruce

he gets it. he doesn’t mind

he gets very wary of the chemicals though

if he sees a paraben or a sulfate, you can bet your ass it’ll be replaced by tomorrow

“i don’t care that it’s more expensive, it’s worth the extra 10 dollars”

he’s kinda the opposite of clint

he only does the stuff that seems relaxing

you’re telling me that he wouldn’t go to a spa with you? lies, he’d get the cucumbers on the eyes and everything

also he’d do a green face mask and laugh at himself way too hard

natasha

once again, doesn’t really care

she’s used to having to do shit fast so she’ll just kinda bask in the leisure of it all

she’s most like steve but she’d probably get impatient on occasion

she doesn’t see the value in it necessarily but it makes you happy so she doesn’t care

she makes fun of you with all of the little tools that you’d use

“it looks like a fucking dentists office in here”

thor

oh my god he gets so excited

he’s so interested

he’s always glued to your side anyways and the new colorful goop just heightened it

he is with you every step of the way

he’ll watch tutorials, he’ll google different products

he will incorporate every piece of you into his life, even if it means he has to scrub clay out of his eyebrows

he will do it voluntarily and without complaint

sam

sam likes to take his time

he already probably has some sort of routine anyways

but when you suggest that you start sharing the bathroom so getting ready isn’t a full two hour production

he practically leaps at the opportunity; free shared time and free fun products

he likes the relaxing stuff

the soothing washes and the moisturizer

he loves a good self care day

loki

my first thought was: snake, slimy

but no i think he thinks it’s too much.

watching all of the little trinkets probably makes him scoff or something

he’s one of those people (gods) with fucking perfect skin so he doesn’t understand the hydrochloric acid (or whatever you choose to use)

he just doesn’t see the point

but i think on some level he’d rather suffer through your routine then have to sit alone for that long

so he sits and he reads while you do your thing (was he silent? or was he silenced?)

#june bug(s) you #marvel x reader #steve rogers headcanon #steve rogers x gn!reader #clint barton x reader #hawkeye #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff x reader #thor odinson #thor odison imagine #thor odinson x reader #sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #sam wilson headcanon #loki layfeyson x reader #loki laufeyson headcanon #loki x reader

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Unexpected help

Word count: 1152 words

Entire series Warnings: ptsd, panic attacks, angst, mentions of murder, abuse, break ins, blood, knife, flashbacks, trauma, manipulation etc. Reader gets insulted.

Chapter warnings: police, mentions of not being safe, staying at someone else's house, emergency services, bruising, house is trashed from violence etc.

Im being 100% serious if any of this is a trigger for you in any way dont read it, the warning is there for a reason, you are responsible for your media consumption especially when theres a warning.

Edited to the best of my abilities

For any gender, and skincolor

written for reader who is over the age of 18 (not because of smut or anything but because its adults dating adults later on in the series)

Pt.1 series master.

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Tires screeching to a halt, kickstands set, Sam completely forgetting his key in the ignition, running off to where he can hear the shouting coming from, the ruckus of things being bashed against a wall, a slew of degrading, demeaning words spiraling around as though no one else is to exist in this moment, surely your ex could see the repercussions but alas its as though he’s in tunnel vision shrouded of red, caught red handed in this moment right here.

Sam had gotten from the shop to your apartment in less than ten minutes, having taken backroads, speeding well over the limit and blowing through a few stop signs; Sarah had told him about your past relationship with Alec after having to spend frequent nights with you to help with your ptsd and anxiety, he’d met you a few times and you seemed close to Sarah and her boys so when it came down to it a friend of his sisters is a friend of the family.

When he had met you he could see that just under the surface of your rose gold smile, framed of perfection was an agonizingly shaken mind, alert at all times but servicing the general public in ways you neglected to give yourself. No wonder Sarah loves you.

He couldn't imagine just how terrified of your ex you must be so when he’d gotten the call, getting to you was his only priority, misdemeanors can wait.

He didn't come alone; had the urgency not shown in his voice and his face Bucky and Steve would have thought it was just one of those moments where he had needed a break but it was far from that and they could see.

A look in his eyes only be explained when hydra came up in topic, this isn’t something he’s going to alone.

What you felt as seconds were in reality around five minutes, trembling, all your senses have clocked out for the count giving you the best possibility to not feel too much harm but when you realize the vibrations in the floor have stopped and all shadows threatening above you have disappeared you come back enough to open your eyes, in front of you lay Alec passed out cold on the ground, bloody and bruised.

Looking up in confusion to the doorway to find Sarah and Sam along with two other people you didn't know, one of them holding Alec down incase he wakes with the same savagery.

"Oh thank goodness you’re okay Hun, I’m so sorry for not answering your calls" she goes to rush forward to your side but you jolt back against the end of your bed, the blond man placing his hand on her shoulder stopping her.

He’s seen plenty of terrorized looks on peoples faces, and the one on yours was far beyond what he’s seen, it makes sense when Steve finally focuses in on the symbol upon the back of the vest on your unconscious attacker, mood edging with anguish he sees himself in you, he knows what hydra will put people through just to get what they want.

A few minutes of silence later and police finally show up, taking Alec into custody and getting everyone’s perspective, taking extra time and care to talk it over with you, documenting everything from start to finish that you can remember, with your permission they took pictures of property damages and physical bruises and lesions for evidence, asking if you need medical attention which you quickly declined and finally asked if you wanted to press charges which you agreed to immediately.

As you were being led out of your apartment to get a once-over by the medics your neighbor stepped out of her apartment, to check on you she watched as you all three men and Sarah plus a few police officers walk out and down to the parking lot.

It had been recommended that you stay somewhere else while damages like your front door get repaired or replaced.

Another fifteen minutes pass, getting your once-over and filling out a situation report yourself the police finally took Alec and left you to your own devices

"Can I take a moment and pack my overnight stuff alone?" The group agreed and you walked into your apartment grabbing the essentials, pajamas, spare clothes a hoodie, and your comfort item, taking in a moment to assess the damage and threat to your life he had left, stepping out past the officer who was going to stay around until maintenance fixed the main damages.

You had more than half your day left and there was no way you were going into town by yourself today so making a quick email, sending it to your boss and turning your phone completely off; you finally get back to the group where they're discussing arrangements.

"Its not safe for y/n at my place" Sarah states with urgency "Alec's friends know where I live, they've picked y/n up from my place in the past", "not to mention he’s part of hydra, they for sure wont hold back on y/n if they find out Alec is in prison so I’m gonna get me and the boys and go to my cousins"

Looking over at the two men who fair sympathy and kindness in their eyes, even than trusting a man is going to be difficult, as it has been for so long already it is far worse now, but there is nowhere to go but up from here, right, Sarah is there just a drive away if you need anything anyways.

Having dazed off you snap back to reality faced with the potential to accept their hand to their open home, nodding you pull the collar of your shirt, everything feels suffocating right now, Sarah knows them well and if she trusts them surely you can as well.

"Alright, well I’m Bucky and this is Steve if you have any questions for either of us don't be afraid to ask, we are an open book " both men smile, a gleam in Steve’s eyes, you can tell he has hope.

Sarah comes over while Sam gets on his bike to leave, "I’m just a call away, Steve and Bucky also have my number, you’re safe with us" she finally gets a chance to hug you for just a moment before turning "I’ve gotta go to work but please don’t worry about if your bothering anyone, I promise you could never be a bother" watching her walk away you turn to Steve and Bucky, "Sam is going to ride back to the shop and pickup the tow truck to pick up your car so we can get you new tires on it while Bucky drives back to the shop to open up for the day." Steve chimes giving Bucky a pat on the back, and sending him on his way following Sam.

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I cant tell if im delirious right now or not so i might just be tired

This is the last of the prewritten pards now i just have writing notes to start the next two chapters

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verybadatwriting · 8 months

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Hair (Medium/Long Version)

Summary: Reader learns how to express themself through their hair. Part of my Healer series.

Warnings: Improper treatment of prisoners, cold exposure, dehumanization, reader has long/medium hair (see below for buzz cut version)

Notes: The Buzzed Hair version is here.

Gn!reader

Word count: 625

You were lined up in The Yard with the other inmates. You wore nothing but your undergarments –tank tops and shorts– and a jet of icy water suddenly blasted you. You sucked in a quick breath and held it. After what felt like an eternity, the hose moved on to the next person, and you were shoved towards the door.

Just inside the door, a bored looking guard handed you a small damp rag, barely the size of a hand towel. Immediately you dried as much as you could, before the rag was taken away and given to the next prisoner.

You were then shoved into a chair and one of the guards roughly grazed an ear-splittingly loud razor across your scalp. You watched clumps of hair fall to the ground, until finally you were allowed to go back to your cell.

Curled up on your rock hard cot, you cried yourself to sleep – silently of course– running your hand across your smooth head over and over again, wishing for even a little bit of it back.

When you woke up, the bed was soft. You glanced around your room and breathed a sigh of relief as you realized you were at the Tower. The clock said nine, and the sun had risen hours ago, but you were still tired. Some nights memories plagued you, and no matter how much sleep you got, it was never restful.

You slid to the edge of your bed, and reached down for your shoes. A strand of hair fell in your face. Reaching up your hand, you found it was longer than you could ever remember it being. Of course, you knew it would grow back, but you thought you still had weeks till it got this long.

You put your shoes on, went downstairs, and grabbed some breakfast. As you ate, you took a look at the calendar. Most of the team was on a mission today, but they always made sure at least a few people were home with you. Nat and Sam weren’t cleared to go back in the field since their last mission went sideways, so you asked FRIDAY where they were.

“We’re in here!” Nat said from the other room,

“No need for FRIDAY, Y/n,” Sam said, poking his head into the kitchen, “We were just about to create a new Minecraft world, wanna join?”

“Sure,” You said, “I’m just gonna eat something first.” Sam nodded and went back to the living room. By the time you joined them, they’d already built a small dirt hut, set most of the trees on fire, and Sam had been killed six times.

“He started it.” Was the only defense Nat gave.

The day wore on with you periodically pushing your hair out of your eyes. Nat took notice, and asked if you wanted to get a haircut.

“No.” You replied quickly.

“What about a trip to the hair salon?” She asked. “Just to style it.”

“They could make it so that your hair doesn’t fall into your eyes anymore.” Sam added. “And teach you how to take care of it.”

You thought for a moment, then nodded.

“Okay. Can we go this afternoon?”

A few hours later, you stepped out of the salon, Nat and Sam by your side, absolutely beaming. Your hair felt nice for the first time in your life. It looked good, styled in a way that you had full control over. Over the next few weeks, you experimented with adding little accessories and trying different styles. Regaining that control and that freedom to have something just for you, something that others had no say over, something that was really and truly yours fueled you with a new sense of confidence.

#marvel #teen!reader x natasha romanoff #teen!reader x sam wilson #natasha romanoffx teen!reader #sam wilson x teen!reader #hair #long hair #hairstyles #marvel x teen!reader #avengers x teen!reader #avengers x y/n #avengers x reader #gn!reader

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the-salem-devil · 2 years

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BUCKY BARNES X WITCH!READER [HEADCANNONS]

-Him being confused but supportive.

-He loves to just watch you in your element, whether it be burning a rosemary/sage bundle, doing a jar spell, cooking a magick meal or even just sweeping negative energy out.

-It doesn’t matter if you practise it or not but he will death glare anyone doing closed practises from community's they’re not apart of,

-It turns you the fuck on, we love a respectful man in this household.

-He loves giving you random items he finds that he thinks will help your craft.

-“Baby Doll I found this rock on my walk, do you want it?” “Sam was going to throw out these jars but I thought you’d like them” “I saw a white candle at the store today, here you go my love.”

-He will join you for more mindful practises like meditation, walks in the forest, ETC but tends to observe more often.

-Becoming more aware of the weather and moon events because he wants to be helpful.

-He always puts out jars when it’s raining for you, “Will this help you make your moon water Doll?”

-Him always remembering to get your moon water/crystals in the morning because he wakes up super early.

-He loves all of the things you do but kitchen witchcraft will always be his favourite, he gets to watch you do magick and get tasty food?!

-Eager to learn more about something so special to you, he starts to do more research independently.

-Of course he goes online to look, and at first everything starts alright,

-He see’s wonderful and accepting guides and informative posts and generally good websites where he gains a better understanding of you.

-But of course, he runs into some interesting things.

-Hate posts, news reports, even cases of crimes against some.

-If you’re loud and proud about your craft in public he will defiantly become way more protective of you, narrowing his eyes threateningly if anyone looks at you funny.

-But at the end of the day, he’s so in awe at your dedication to your beliefs, your resilience to a old fashioned outside world, the powerful message of feminism you express through your craft and you as a person.

-He loves you so damn much that if he has to go to hell to be with you..

-It’s a really small price to pay for you, you are the love of his existence and he feels damn lucky to wake up with you every morning for the rest of his life.

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unnuevosoltransformalarealidad · 2 years

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Take Me Home

Pic from Pinterest | Divider from @firefly-graphics

Summary: They needed to be at home Pairing: Choose your own adventure! Pick your own character x Gender Neutral Reader Warnings: Fluff, stressed reader, tears, overwhelming feelings, sadness. Word Count: 353 A/N: I want to apologize in advance because this is my first time writing in gender neutral. So, if there's any mistake regarding the pronouns, please let me know; I'm trying to be more inclusive with all the readers out there. Also, BIG THANKS to my babies @fictional-affairs, @writercole, @waywardbaby and @moosekateer13 for supporting me with this writing. I love you lots <3

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"Pick me up, babe; please take me home," said the text message I received from them. I had to read it twice to be able to move; the first time I read it, I felt instant guilt, they were there because of me, because I insisted them going, I should've insisted more on staying with them. I knew this was going to happen.

"I'll be there in ten minutes" I texted back and grabbed the keys of my car.

The whole trip to that house I was flooded with feelings of regret, this was wrong, I knew it and didn't say anything. It was my fault; they were probably feeling stressed and overwhelmed.

It was always the same, they went for a visit and they ended up curled up on the couch overwhelmed and feeling like a burden. That's what their family always did, make them feel like a burden when in reality they were the perfect human being their parents could never appreciate. It was sad they couldn't see what made me fall in love with them.

As soon as I got to the house, they were outside, already waiting for me; it was terrible, I knew it. They entered the car and sat in silence. I didn't say anything and drove back to our place.

When we arrived, I waited for them, but they just went to our room, so I decided to pamper them a little, they deserve it after all.

I entered our room and they were already in bed, fidgeting with their fingers. "I made it just like you like it," I said to them and brought the faintest smile to their face, at least they weren't mad at me.

We got ready in bed with our backs touching the headboard of the bed, I hugged them and they started to cry, I just held them, that's what they needed.

After a little they looked at me, "thank you" they said, I smiled and kissed them, "it's okay" I said and they started to shake their head, "thank you for being my home" they added and kissed me.

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dee-writes-smut · 1 year

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Below the cut are the linked characters, those who do not have links have yet to be written.

A Court Of Thorns And Roses

Fourth Wing

Grey's Anatomy

Marvel

Narcos

Stranger Things

The Last Of Us

Azriel

Cassian

Chris Evans

Eddie Munson

Eris Vanserra

James 'Bucky' Barnes

Javier Pena

Joel Miller

Lloyd Hanson

Loki Laufeyson

Lucien Vanserra

Natasha Romanoff

Pedro Pascal

Peter Parker

Ransom Drysdale

Rhysand

Sam Wilson

Sebastian Stan

Steve Harrington

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Xaden Riorson

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Javier Pena - nothing yet

Joel Miller

Pedro Pascal - nothing yet

Azriel

Cassian - nothing yet

Eris Vanserra

Lucien Vanserra - nothing yet

Rhysand - nothing yet

Xaden Riorson - nothing yet

James 'Bucky' Barnes - nothing yet

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Peter Parker

Sam Wilson

Steve Rogers - nothing yet

Tony Stark

Chris Evans - nothing yet

Lloyd Hanson - nothing yet

Ranson Drysdale - nothing yet

Sebastian Stan - nothing yet

Mark Sloan

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b00inazkaban · 11 months

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MASTERLIST #2

Navigation!

Let me know if there are any characters you’d like added and I’ll look into it! :)

Smut = **

What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)

Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)

MARVEL:

☆ Tony Stark

☆ Steve Rogers

☆ Bruce Banner

☆ Natasha Romanoff

☆ Clint Barton

☆ Bucky Barnes

☆ Sam Wilson

☆ Peter Parker

☆ Thor Odison

☆ Loki Laufeyson

☆ Dr. Stephen Strange

☆ Peter Quill

☆ Gamora

☆ Drax the destroyer

☆ Rocket the Racoon

☆ Mantis

☆ Groot

Poly Requests:

STRANGER THINGS:

☆ Steve Harrington: Steve Harrington x FtM reader**

☆ Robin Buckley :

☆ Nancy Wheeler:

☆ Eddie Munson:

☆ Johnathan Byers:

☆ Argyle:

☆ Billy Hargrove:

☆ Mike Wheeler: Little!Mike x GN!CG!Reader

☆ Dustin Henderson

☆ Will Byers

☆ Lucas Sinclair

☆ Eleven Hopper

☆ Max Mayfield

☆ Jim Hopper:

☆ Joyce Byers:

☆ Dmitri Antonov:

Poly Requests:

HARRY POTTER/MARAUDER:

☆ Harry Potter:

☆ Ron Weasley: CG!Ron Weasley x Little!GN!reader

☆ Hermione Granger:

☆ Fred Weasley: CG!Fred Weasley x Little!Fem!Reader

☆ George Weasley: George Weasley x reader ; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader

☆ Neville Longbottom: Sub!Neville x Dom!Reader**

☆ Draco Malfoy:

☆ Blaise Zambini:

☆ Enzo Berkshire:

☆ Mattheo Riddle:

☆ Theo Nott:

☆ Pansy Parkinson:

Marauders Era or Lighting Era:

☆ Lucius Malfoy:

☆ Narcissa Malfoy:

☆ Severus Snape:

☆ Bellatrix Lestrange:

☆ Barty Crouch Jr. :

☆ Evan Rosier:

☆ Pandora Rosier:

☆ Zahara Zambini:

☆ Regulus Black:

☆ Sirius Black:

☆ Remus Lupin:

☆ Lily Evans:

☆ Marlene McKinnon:

☆ Mary McDonald:

☆ Dorcas Meadows:

FANTASTIC BEASTS:

☆ Newt Scamander:

☆ Thesus Scammander:

☆ Jacob Kowalski:

☆ Queenie Goldstein:

☆ Albus Dumbledore (young):

☆ Gellart Grindlewald (young):

Poly Requests:

CRIMINAL MINDS:

☆Aaron Hotchner

☆ Jason Gideon

☆ Spencer Reid

☆ Derek Morgan

☆ JJ/ Jennifer Jareau

☆ Elle Greenaway

☆ Penelope Garcia

☆ Emily Prentiss

☆ David Rossi

Poly Requests:

BRIDGERTON:

☆ Anthony Bridgerton

☆ Benedict Bridgerton

☆ Colin Briderton

☆ Daphne Bridgerton

☆ Eloise Bridgerton

☆ Simon Basset

☆ Penelope Fetherington

☆ Queen Charlotte (Young)

☆ King George (Young)

Poly Requests:

Queen charlotte x reader x King George

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES:

☆ Leonardo: NSFW alphabet

☆ Raphael:

☆ Donnatelo:

☆ Michelangelo: Mikey x Reader

☆ April O'Neil:

☆ Casey Jones:

Poly Requests:

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; April 4-in-1; turtles are manspreading and you want payback 😚

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; Casey tries to flirt with reader but she puts down the idea and the turtles are proud

TOP GUN:

☆ Pete Mitchell "Maverick"

☆ Bradley Bradshaw "Rooster"

☆ Jake Seresin "Hangman"

☆ Natasha Trace "Phoenix"

☆ Robert Floyd "Bob"

Poly Requests:

THE HOBBIT/LOTR:

☆ Thorin

☆ Bilbo

☆ Fili

☆ Kili

☆ Dwalin

☆ Bofur

☆ Bard

☆ Legolas

☆ Tauriel

☆ Thuranduil

Poly Requests:

TWILIGHT:

☆ Carlisle Cullen

☆ Esme Cullen

☆ Emmet Cullen

☆ Rosalie Cullen

☆ Alice Cullen

☆ Jasper Cullen: CG!Jasper Hale x nb!little!reader

☆ Edward Cullen

☆ Bella Cullen/Swan

☆ Jacob Black

☆ Garrett

The Volturi:

☆ Aro

☆ Caius

☆ Marcus

Poly Requests:

THE HUNGER GAMES:

☆ Katniss Everdeen

☆ Petta Mellark

☆ Finnick Odair

☆ Johanna Mason

☆ Haymitch Abernathy

Poly Requests:

LUCIFER:

☆ Lucifer Morningstar

☆ Mazikeen

☆ Amenadeil

☆ Chole Decker

☆ Linda Martin

Poly Requests:

How To Train Your Dragon:

☆ Hiccup Haddock

☆ Astrid Hofferson

☆ Snotlout

☆ Ruffnut

☆ Tuffnut

Poly Requests:

Across The SpiderVerse:

☆ Miles Morales

☆ Miguel O'Hara

Spider thoughts!

☆ Peter B. Parker

Spider thoughts!

☆ Hobie Brown

☆ Gwen Stacy

☆ Spider-Noir

Spider thoughts!

Poly Requests:

Descendants:

☆ Mal

☆ Evie

☆ Carlos

☆ Jay

☆ Gil

☆ Harry

☆ Uma

Poly Requests:

MATCHUPS/MOODBOARDS:

☆ @thoughtfulcreatornight x Raphael matchup

☆ Anonymous x Remus Lupin matchup

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I’ve redone my masterlist because I was vey unhappy with my first one, and I wanted to add pictures to go with it! I’ll also be adding all my new work onto here and my old work will be on the first masterlist! Love y’all! 💗

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