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multifandomwriter · 5 hours ago
Whoops. I had a technical glitch. My fic that was supposed to come out tonight, is out now🤷🏼‍♀️
- Read it here -
It’s called “An Actual Hero” (Summary: You’ve been John Walker’s girlfriend since high school. He’s the only man you’ve ever loved, but that may change when a certain serum causes him to risk your life)
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multifandomwriter · 6 hours ago
An Actual Hero
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (little bit of biker!bucky)
Summary: You’ve been John Walker’s girlfriend since high school. He’s the only man you’ve ever loved, but that may change when a certain serum causes him to risk your life.
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: tfatws spoilers, violence, choking (in a violent, not sexual manner), concussion, passing out, john walker going on a rampage
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You saw the news and you were instantly worried. There was a big fight going down with the Flag-smashers. Then you saw him.
Your boyfriend since high school.
Your second half.
He was there, fighting against the Flag-smashers. You both had butted heads over the Flag-smashers issue. You agreed with their goals, but just thought they were approaching it the wrong way. John disagreed. He hated them, truly hated them.
You didn’t blame him after what happened to Lemar, but you had never seen this kind of rage in him. He was consumed by it. You assumed that Lemar’s death and the pressure to be a good Captain America were taking a toll on him.
You knew you had to stop him. The news showed him fighting with the kind of rage that made your skin crawl. You knew you had stop him before he made an irreversible mistake.
You raced down there as fast as you could. You found John instantly. He grabbed one of the Flag-smashers by the neck and held them up against the wall. His feet dangled helplessly below them. John held him up in the air with virtually no effort. He seemed strong, too strong.
“John! You have to stop this” you yelled at him, trying to deescalate the situation. He was shocked to hear your voice. He dropped his grip and turned to face you.
By now, you had gained the attention of Sam and Bucky, who were confused about the mysterious woman who had just appeared.
You hoped he would turn to see you and recognize that he had gone too far. Instead, you only saw anger in his eyes when he looked at you. The Flag-smasher ran away from John, past you. “You’re letting him get away” John said, trying to run past you.
You stepped into his path, putting your hands on his chest. “Please, John. You’re taking this too far” you begged him to stop. You didn’t see any sign of hesitance in his eyes before he shoved you into the road.
You fell to your knees on the rough pavement. You could already tell that you had cut up your hands as you tried to soften your fall. You quickly stood up, not wanting to be in the road when a car drove by.
You still had Bucky’s attention. He was still confused about how you knew John. Him and Sam both watched as you picked yourself up off the ground.
Then, you were blinded by a pair of headlights. One of the armored trucks was coming straight for you. You froze.
You felt every muscle in your body go still. You fought to get your legs to move, so you could run away. Your body stayed firm in its place.
“She’s not moving” Bucky mumbled, before running towards you. His whole body slammed into you, as he pushed you out of the street. You got the wind knocked out of you, and you landed flat on your back on the hard concrete.
Bucky came crashing down on top of you. It took you a few seconds to realize what had just happened. Your senses were on overdrive.
You looked at the unfamiliar man above you who was staring straight back at you. You knew him from the news, but you had never met him. “Are you okay?” He asked you, carefully. You were still in shock, so you nodded your head.
“You just saved my life” you said, breathlessly. He just gave you a small smile, before rolling himself off of you. He winced and got up on his feet. You felt him grab your hands as he helped you stand up.
You felt light-headed as soon as you stood up; you felt a throbbing pain in the back of your head. “ head kind of—” you started to say before you blacked out.
Bucky panicked as he watched you start to go limp. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, holding you up. He swept his arm under your legs, picking you up bridal style.
When you opened your eyes again, you realized you were on a stretcher inside of an ambulance. You looked around, trying to take in your surroundings.
The ambulance wasn’t moving, and the back doors were open. You saw a paramedic sitting next to you; they were taking notes on a clipboard. Then, you saw Bucky on your other side. He wore a concerned expression.
“You’re awake” he said, softly as his eyes met yours. He seemed slightly less concerned. “I don’t understand. What happened?” You asked, confused.
He noticed your panicked look and took your hand in his. “Do you remember the truck in the street?” He asked you, slowly. You nodded your head, bits and pieces starting to come back to you. “When I pushed you out of the way, you hit your head on the sidewalk. You got a concussion, and then you passed out” he told you.
His thumb subconsciously started to rub back and forth on the back of your hand. Both your eyes went to your hand in his, but neither of you made an effort to move your hands away.
The paramedic turned her attention towards you. “I completed a test, and you’re fine. You have a concussion. Just make sure you get some rest and drink lots of water. You’re good to go” she told you, giving you a polite smile.
“Here let me help” Bucky said, helping you sit up on the stretcher. He kept his hands on yours as you carefully stepped out of the ambulance. “I’m Bucky, by the way” he said, smiling at you.
You felt a school-girl smile appear on your face. “I’m Y/N. Thanks for saving my life” you said, bashfully. Then, another man walked up towards the two of you. You recognized him as Sam.
“Y/N, this is Sam” Bucky said, introducing the two of you. You smiled at him and shook his hand. “Are you okay? I saw Walker push you in the way of that truck. How do you know him anyway?” Sam asked you, curiously.
You noticed he was wearing his Captain America suit. You had only ever seen him in the Falcon suit before. You wouldn’t have admitted it out loud, but you knew he was a better fit for the job than John.
“I’m fine; it’s just a concussion. John is my boyfriend or was my boyfriend. Risking my life might just be a small dealbreaker” you joked, trying to lighten the situation. In reality, you wanted to punch John in the face. You had stood my his side for years, and this is how he repaid you.
They both lightly chuckled at your joke. Then, as if on cue, John came marching over. “There you are. We’re going home” he said, grabbing your arm. You struggled to pull your arm away. He had always been strong, but he was stronger now.
“Get your hands off of me” you said, trying to pull your arm out of his grasp. Within a second, Bucky had pried John’s fingers off of you. “She told you to keep your hands to yourself” Bucky said, bending his fingers backwards until he winced.
Then, he finally let go. He put his hand on your forearm. “You okay?” He asked you, softly. You just nodded your head, too scared to say a word in front of John.
“What the hell is going on here? You think you can just swoop in and steal my girl?” John asked, starting to walk towards you and Bucky. Sam quickly got between John and you.
“We fought you once, and you lost. You want to try again?” Sam taunted. John crossed his arms. “This is between me and my girlfriend” he snarled.
Bucky also shielded you from John. “I’m pretty sure that girls don’t stay with boyfriends who almost get them killed” Bucky said, keeping one hand on yours.
You felt safe behind Bucky. You had just met him, but he was very protective. You knew that he wouldn’t let John anywhere near you.
John huffed, his telltale sign that he was giving up. He walked away from the three of you. “Why did you ever stay with a guy like that? He’s kind of awful” Sam asked you. You shook your head. “He didn’t use to be like that. He used to care” you told them, watching as John walked away.
“Why is strong?” You asked, barely able to find the words. It was the thing you had been struggling with since you saw him fighting that Flag-smasher. Something didn’t feel right. “They took a blood sample and found out he took the serum” Bucky told you.
You were stunned. “Like the super-soldier serum?” You asked, still in shock. They both nodded.
You scoffed to yourself. “He used to talk about much he hated super soldiers. He said real heroes didn’t need a special potion to make them strong” you said, only now seeing his hypocritical nature.
“You should get some rest. Do you need a ride?” Bucky offered. You ignored the smirk that Sam sent his way. “That would be great” you said, smiling.
Bucky hugged Sam and then walked past him. “The suit looks great, Cap” you said, as you walked past him. Bucky led you over to a motorcycle.
“Why am I not surprised?” You asked, giggling. He turned around to face you, and pretended to be offended. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked, smirking at you. You shrugged. “You have the whole biker aesthetic: the leather jacket, the boots, the withering stare” you teased.
He chuckled as he picked the helmet up off the seat. “Here. No more concussions” he said, tightening the strap once he put it on your head. You told him the name of your apartment building. He nodded before you even told him the address.
“I grew up in Brooklyn. I know where it is” he said, getting on his bike. He patted the seat behind him and you swung your leg over the back. You instinctively wrapped your arms around his waist, and rested your head on his back.
He turned on the ignition, and it roared to life. You gave him a thumbs up to tell him you were ready. Soon, you were driving down the streets of Brooklyn.
You expected it to be fast and daring, but instead, it was peaceful. You watched the city whipping past you: the taxi cabs, the street performers, and the illuminated billboards.
He pulled up to your apartment in a matter of minutes. He helped you off the bike and took the helmet off your head. You shoved your hands in your pockets because you didn’t really know what else to do with them.
“Thank you—for everything, I mean” you said, shyly. Bucky hesitated. You could tell he wanted to say something, but you couldn’t tell what it was.
He fiddled with the straps of his leather jacket, nervously toying with them. “I know we just met, but would you like go get dinner sometime?” Bucky asked you. The smile on your face grew ten times bigger. “I’d really like that” you said, cupping his face and pulling him into a kiss.
He was shocked, but eventually kissed you back. He lips tasted like cinnamon. You could feel him smiling as you kissed him. His fingers hooked in your belt loops and pulled you closer to him.
You both pulled away with smiles on your face. He gave you a small piece of paper with his phone number on it.
As he drove away on his motorcycle with you waving from the sidewalk, he couldn’t help but want to thank Dr. Raynor for encouraging him to let people into his life.
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multifandomwriter · 23 hours ago
Lost in Your Eyes
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x actress!Reader
Request: You and Sebastian have been dating for a few years, since you met during the filming of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. While it’s adorable that you both are still in the honeymoon phase, it can get you in trouble when you get too distracted by each other at a panel at Comic-Con - @bbl32
Word Count: 1.7k
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“We should go get lunch after this. I’m starving” you said, leaning your head on Sebastian’s shoulders. You were currently hanging out with Sebastian, Anthony, and Chris before going on stage for a Marvel panel.
“Of course, sweetheart” Sebastian said, kissing your forehead.
Anthony jokingly rolled his eyes at the two of you. Chris was fighting back a smirk. “I’m only going if Chris goes. I’m not being a third wheel again” Anthony said, making Chris laugh instantly.
Sebastian groaned. “Every time you tell this story it gets more dramatic. You weren’t a third wheel” Sebastian said, holding back a laugh.
Anthony was referring to the time he went out to lunch with you and Sebastian, and you both ended up staring into each other’s eyes. It only lasted for about five minutes, but for those five minutes, you both forgot Anthony was there.
You both were known for gazing into each other’s eyes. It happened often.
You weren’t allowed to do press interviews together anymore because you both got too distracted. Marvel also made sure that you didn’t sit next to each other at the panels.
“Being in love isn’t a crime. You’re both just jealous” you joked, leaning farther into Sebastian’s grasp. He pulled you to stand in front of him, with your back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close to him.
“We got thirty seconds. Here’s your order...” one of the stage managers said, and then listed the order you were all walking on stage. She said Sebastian’s name right after your name; that meant you both were sitting next to each other on stage.
You both looked at each other while smirking. Anthony noticed it too. “Nuh uh. These two are not supposed to sit next to each other” he protested. The stage manager shrugged her shoulders. “We don’t have enough time to change it” she said, before signaling you all to walk on stage.
The audience applauded as you all walked onto the stage. You waved and smiled at the fans until you got to your seat. Sebastian pulled your chair out for you, earning an “aww” from the audience.
You smiled at their reaction and sat down. He sat down on your left side, in his seat. Chris was next to you, and Anthony was on Sebastian’s other side. Then, there were a lot of your other cast mates on both ends. Kevin Feige was at the end of the table and he went down the line and introduced every actor and the character they played.
The first fan stepped up to the microphone and was really nervous. “ are you all? I—umm wanted to know what are some of your funniest memories from being on set?” She asked, quietly. You all said hi to the nervous fan.
“There was one day that we were filming a really serious scene with Y/N’s and Sebastian’s characters. It was like two in the morning, and they had been working all day. They were understandably exhausted, and anyone who knows them knows that they are each other’s best friends. So, neither of them could keep a straight face, and once one of them started to laugh, you knew the other one would immediately start laughing. It took us two hours to film a scene that’s about thirty seconds in the movie” Kevin said, recalling the memory.
The audience started laughing hysterically. Sebastian looked over at you with a grin on his face and put his arm around your shoulder. “I remember that night. Afterwards, we were both so worried that we were going to get in trouble with Marvel. Everything is just ten times funnier when you’re sleep deprived” you said into the microphone, slightly giggling.
“God, I love you” Sebastian mumbled besides you, but the microphones picked it up. The crowd immediately aww’d and started cheering. Sebastian started to blush, and buried his face in your neck.
You placed your hand on his thigh, rubbing circles with your thumb. You knew no one could see your attempt to comfort him, as your hand was under the table.
Anthony started telling a story about how it was always funny on set when actors would make sound effects with their mouth when filming fight scenes. You only half listened to his story. You were too busy listening to what Sebastian was whispering in your ear.
“Remember that day on set when we all had a prank war?” He whispered in your ear. You giggled as you thought back to that day. “I remember you kept trying to prank me, but you kept failing” you whispered back. He chuckled and then looked into your eyes. Only a few people in the audience noticed; some of them took photos that got posted on social media later. That night, everyone was talking about Sebastian and his heart eyes.
After the first twenty minutes had gone by, you both were getting bored. You both loved your jobs and getting to interact with fans was the best part, but it had been a really long day. You both wanted nothing more than to collapse onto your hotel bed and sleep for about three days.
You both always found ways to keep each other entertained when one of you was getting bored. Now, you both were very quickly becoming bored. So, you both started playing rock, paper, scissors under the table.
You heard someone chuckling beside you. You looked over and saw that it was Chris; he had noticed the game you two were playing and couldn’t help but laugh.
Your attention was brought away from the game when a fan said, “This question is for Y/N and Sebastian.”
You both quickly looked up to pay attention to the fan and her question. Chris and Anthony couldn’t help but laugh at how quickly how both starting paying attention.
“Hi, I love you both and I was wondering what is it like working with your significant other? Does it make it easier or harder?” She asked, smiling at the two of you. A smile instantly appeared on your face.
The Marvel fans were always so sweet, and it was one of your favorite things. “We love you too” Sebastian said, smiling. You nodded, silently agreeing with him.
“Personally, Sebastian is a real pain to work with. The fame has really gone to his head, so he spends hours in hair and makeup. He’s a total diva now” you said, sarcastically. There were gasps and a few people laughing in the audience. Sebastian’s jaw dropped as he pretended to be offended.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I love you” you said, giggling. He shook his head and crossed his arms. “See? Complete diva” Chris said, chuckling. This only made the audience explode with laughter.
“In all seriousness, it is kind of a dream to work with Sebastian. We both have so much respect for each other and the integrity of the project that it’s the perfect mix. No one knows me better than he does, and that is the perfect quality in an actor that you share a lot of screen time with” you said, honestly.
Sebastian’s fake pout turned into a smile as he put his arm around your shoulders. “She’s completely right. We both are really good at bouncing ideas of each other too. We have so much trust in each other that it really lets us do the best we can possibly do. It’s really easy to take risks when you trust the person you’re taking risks with” he said, smiling and looking over at you.
“Awww. Aren’t they the cutest?” Scarlett asked, receiving applause from the audience.
You and Sebastian both became flustered, and couldn’t do anything other than smile and laugh to yourselves.
The next fan in line asked a question to Scarlett. You crossed your legs under the table, and accidentally kicked Sebastian. “Sorry” you muttered, quietly. He nodded and interlaced his fingers with yours.
Then, you felt him nudge your foot with his. He looked over at you with a smirk, like he was challenging you. You just giggled to yourself. “You’re a child” you whispered in his ear.
He shrugged and then nudged your foot again. You both silently started playing footsies.
“I have a question for Anthony. What is it like working with Y/N and Sebastian?” A fan asked, stepping up to the microphone. Neither you nor Sebastian heard this question because you were too busy playing footsies, but with the long tablecloth, no one could see your childish game.
“They’re two of my best friends, and they’re amazing actors, but sometimes they’re just too much. They’re still in the honeymoon phase, so they get distracted very easily. One time I went out to lunch with the two of them, and they both forgot I was there as they stared into each other’s eyes” he said, causing most of the audience to laugh.
He looked towards the two of you, waiting for your reaction. He realized that you both were in your own little world. “You see what I mean?” He asked, gesturing towards the two of you.
The audience erupted with laughter, bringing the two of you out of your trance. You both quickly looked up, trying to figure out what you missed. Anthony wore a giant smirk on his face. You both looked towards him helplessly, wondering what he said.
“They were literally playing footsies under the table just now. They are always distracted” Anthony said, chuckling. Then, it dawned on you. Sebastian’s cheeks flushed red, and you put your face in your hands.
“I’m so embarrassed. We normally aren’t allowed to sit next to each other during panels or interviews, and now I know why” you said, giggling into the microphone.
“See, now you all have a glimpse into our world. Imagine them zoning during every conversation” Chris said, laughing at your embarrassment.
Sebastian looked over at you, and the expression on your face was priceless. He always thought you looked adorable when you were flustered. He leaned in and gave you a quick kiss. This sent the audience into a frenzy.
They all jumped to their feet and started cheering. Even though you were beyond embarrassed, there is no one you’d rather be embarrassed with.
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multifandomwriter · a day ago
Just a Distraction
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader
Request: “hi can you please write a sebastian x reader where they’re best friends but reader has been in love with him for a while. he currently has a gf and she’s just so hurt and suddenly she just blurts it out one day??? angst with a happy ending would be the best 🥺” - anonymous
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: mentions of being drunk/drinking, swearing
When it was six hours later and you still didn’t have a response, you decided to call your best friend’s girlfriend. Sebastian was your best friend and had been for about ten years. For the last year and a half, he had been dating a girl named Genevieve.
They both were hosting a barbecue for a bunch of friends tomorrow. You were trying to get ahold of Sebastian to find out if he needed you to bring any food with you to barbecue. He hadn’t replied, and you were running out of time to get to the grocery store.
So you called Genevieve. You were slightly nervous to call her. You had always thought that she didn’t like you very much. She had never done anything mean to you, but you both had only ever had one conversation in the year and a half of knowing each other.
It rang three times, and she finally picked up the phone.
“Umm hello?” She answered the phone. Your nerves went into overdrive once you heard her voice. “Hi, Genevieve? It’s Y/N” you said, doing your best to sound positive.
“I know. I have caller ID. What do you need?” She snapped, impatiently. You began to fidget with the ring on your finger, twirling it in circles.
“I was wondering if you and Sebastian needed me to bring any food to the barbecue tomorrow?” You asked, wanting the conversation to be over as quickly as possible.
You heard her sigh into the phone. “Listen, I told Sebastian not to invite you to this barbecue thing, but he told me we had to. So, since you already frustrate me, you should know that you should bring some food if you ever want me to like you. It’s unlikely, but I guess Sebastian likes you, so I have to keep inviting you to these events” she said, and you could envision her rolling her eyes at you.
You couldn’t believe what she was saying to you. For the first time, she didn’t have to limit what she said to you because Sebastian wasn’t three feet away. It felt like a joke. You didn’t think anyone would be that rude to someone they barely knew.
“I’m sorry that you don’t like me, but I don’t know what I did to deserve this kind of treatment” you said. You wanted Sebastian’s girlfriend to like you because you cared about his happiness, but you weren’t going to let her bully you.
She laughed over the phone. “You don’t know what you did? How about being the constant third wheel in my relationship with Sebastian. It’s like his world revolves around you. Like when I plan a romantic dinner for the night he comes back from filming overseas, and he leaves because you called and you’re going through a breakup. You totally take advantage of his kindness and his friendship, and you still try to act innocent” she scoffed, and then hung up on you.
The words stung. You knew none of what she said was true, but it still hurt. You and Sebastian had been friends long before he ever met her. He cared about you, but that’s only because you were best friends. That is what friends do.
You tried to ignore what she said. You still wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt because Sebastian cared about her for some reason. You assumed she was having a bad day, and let that serve as an excuse. So, you went out and bought food for the barbecue.
You knocked on Sebastian’s door, nervously. You were just praying Genevieve wouldn’t answer the door. That was the last thing you wanted to deal with right now. The door opened and revealed Sebastian standing there, with a giant smile on his face.
“Hey, how are you?” He asked, immediately pulling you into a hug. You had a fluttery feeling in your stomach as he wrapped his arms around you. “I’m doing really good. It’s good to see you” you said, smiling.
For the last five years, you may have had a little crush on Sebastian. Every time that you would get close to telling him, he would have a new girlfriend. So, you gave up on telling him. Besides, you didn’t want to lose him as a friend if you told him how you really felt.
So, you tried to ignore your feelings, but sometimes it was harder than others: like when you both would get drunk while watching movies at your apartment. You both would be constantly giggling, and he would brush a piece of your hair behind your ear. It was times like that when all you wanted to do was lean in and kiss him.
“Come in, come in” he said, opening the door farther. You stepped into the house and saw that a few people were already here.
“You can put the food in the kitchen” he said, leading the way. You followed him into the kitchen, and then saw Genevieve standing there, leaning against the counter.
She shot a glare at you, and then cupped Sebastian’s face and pulled him in for a kiss. You felt your stomach begin to churn. You had done your best to not get too jealous throughout their relationship, but normally all you had to see was them holding hands. Sebastian wasn’t the PDA-type. He usually restrained it to holding hands or an arm around the waist. This, was different.
It felt like Genevieve was doing it on purpose. You wondered if she possibly knew about your crush and wanted to make your life a living hell. You had never told anyone, so you didn’t know how she would know.
She pulled away from him and gave you a satisfied grin before walking past you. Sebastian seemed flustered. “So...uh yeah. You can put the food over here” he said, taking the bag from your hands. You noticed the blush appearing on his cheeks.
“Do you need any help with anything else?” You asked, desperately needing a distraction from what you just saw. He looked around and shook his head. “I think I’m good. Go have some fun!” He said, pulling you in for another short hug.
You left the kitchen and headed outside, where most people were hanging out. You spotted Chris and Anthony and decided to go talk to them. “Hey look. There she is: Sebastian’s other half” Anthony said, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. Chris smiled at you.
“No, I’m pretty sure Genevieve is his other half right now” you said, crossing your arms. You hadn’t meant to sound so jealous; it just slipped out. They both gave you confused glances. “Is someone feeling a little jealous?” Chris asked, smirking at you.
Anthony began to laugh as you got embarrassed. “How did you guys know?” You asked, shocked. They both just stared at you for a second, wondering if you were serious.
“How could we not? It’s very obvious. You never talk to Genevieve, and you can never stop smiling around Sebastian” Anthony told you, and you knew he was right.
“I don’t plan on talking to her ever again” you muttered under your breath. They both heard you. “What happened?” Chris asked, taking a sip from his beer.
You quickly shut your mouth as Genevieve walked over to the three of you. “Look at you two, my heroes. Thanks for keeping her busy and away from me” she said, before walking away.
Chris almost spit out his drink. Anthony’s eyes went wide. “Told you: never speaking to her again” you said, rolling your eyes. You tried to resist the tears welling up in your eyes. You didn’t know why her words had such an effect on you.
“Oh, come here” Chris said, holding out his arms to you. You accepted the hug and let yourself relax against his touch. “Don’t cry over her. She’s being a bitch” Chris said, rubbing your back.
“Y/N, you have to tell Seb. He would never let anyone talk to you like that. Why does she not like you anyway?” Anthony asked you. You pulled away from Chris and just shrugged. “I called her yesterday and she told me that I was a third wheel in their relationship, and that I was taking advantage of Sebastian’s friendship” you told them.
Both of their jaws dropped. “That’s not right, Y/N. You shouldn’t have to deal with that. Screw her, you’re his best friend” Chris told you. You nodded, knowing you shouldn’t care about what she said. “Clearly she’s jealous” Anthony said.
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “What do you mean?” You asked him.
“You and Sebastian are freakishly close, and I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, but Sebastian would drop anything to be there for you. Maybe she thinks she has to compete with you for his attention” he explained. Sebastian started walking towards you, and you hit Anthony’s arm to make him be quiet.
“Hey guys, how are you all doing?” He asked, smiling. Chris and Anthony both gave you unsure looks. They didn’t know if you wanted to bring it up yet. You felt the tears starting to form again, so you turned your head and hoped he couldn’t see them.
“Actually—Y/N wanted to talk to you about something” Chris said. Sebastian looked towards you. You quickly wiped away your tears and faced him. “What’s wrong?” Sebastian asked, placing a hand on your waist. You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down.
“How about we go inside? We can talk there, okay?” He asked you. His voice was laced with concern. You nodded, and he wrapped his arm around your waist and brought you inside.
He pulled you into his bedroom, and you sat down on the bed. “What’s going on?” He asked you, softly. You went to answer him, and the door slammed open. You saw Genevieve standing there.
“Hey, I’ve been looking for you. I need your help with something” she said, grabbing his hand and trying to pull him away from you.
“Can it wait?” He asked her, looking back at you and your fragile state. She groaned. “You tell me” she said, flirtatiously. Then, she cupped his face and pulled him into a kiss.
You scoffed to yourself. You stood up and left the room, not saying a word to either of them. When you walked back outside to Chris and Anthony, they both had expectant looks on their faces. You told them what she had just done.
“When he comes back out here, we’ll talk to him for you” Anthony told you. You nodded, and then saw Genevieve come back outside. She started talking to someone a few feet away from you. You tried to ignore her. Then, you realized what she was saying.
You felt nauseous. She was talking to her friend about how good Sebastian was in bed. She was practically staring at you, and she clearly wanted you to hear her.
“This is too much” you said, walking inside the house. Chris and Anthony quickly followed behind you. “Y/N wait” they called after you. You turned around to face them, realizing no one else was inside.
“What the hell did I do to deserve this?” You yelled, breaking down into tears. Both their faces softened.
“You didn’t do anything” Chris said, softly. You ran your hand through your hair. “Then why is she such a bitch to me? I’ve tried to be so nice to her because I care about Sebastian, but I can’t do this anymore” you yelled.
Sebastian exited his bedroom and saw the three of you. “What’s going on?” He asked. He didn’t look concerned. All of his concern was just replaced by confusion.
“You know what? I’ll tell you. Your little girlfriend is a complete bitch” Chris said, finally snapping. Anthony held him back from going near Sebastian. “You better watch your tone. Who do you think you are?” Sebastian yelled back.
“Sebastian, back off. It’s not his fault. He’s standing up for me” you told him, honestly. He turned his attention to you now. “Well what did she ever do to you? You can’t just attack her like this. You don’t even know her” he snarled at you.
This was not the Sebastian that you were best friends with. “I know that she has done nothing, but belittle me. She doesn’t know me either” you snapped.
“It’s not her fault that’s you’re always around. She’s dating me, not you too. Maybe she doesn’t like that you’re always a third wheel, and sometimes you take advantage of how nice I am to you” he said, and you were beyond shocked. “Did she tell you to say that?” You asked, disappointed.
He looked confused. “What?” He asked, not answering the question. You rolled your eyes. “Genevieve said that exact thing to me yesterday” you told him. You saw the panic in his eyes as he realized you knew what you were talking about.
Chris and Anthony both left to give you two some privacy. “Well maybe she’s right” he said, shrugging.
“Do you even hear yourself? You’re just saying the words she put in your mouth. This isn’t you” you told him, disgusted at the man in front of you.
Sebastian was your everything, and you knew this wasn’t him. He didn’t act like this, ever. He was sweet and caring and considerate, but right now, he was acting like a monster.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about” he dismissed you. You laughed to yourself at how wrong he was. “Yes, I do. I know you. I’m your best friend, goddammit. I know you better than anyone, and you would never abandon your friends like this” you told him.
“So everything is my fault?” He asked you, throwing his hands up in the air. You sighed to yourself. “When you’re being a douche and a bad friend? Yes” you told him.
You wished you could just break through to him and make him understand.
“None of this would have happened if you didn’t care so much. We’d be fine if you just minded your own business. Why do you have to insert yourself into my relationship?” He snapped at you.
“I didn’t insert myself into anything. Your girlfriend has done nothing but attack my character. I’m allowed to stand up for myself without worrying about upsetting you. And—screw it. You want to know why I care so much? Because I’m fucking in love with you. I care so much because I don’t want to see you get hurt” you said, your voice getting softer.
Then, you saw that Genevieve had just entered the room. You froze, knowing she heard what you said. You looked back and forth between Genevieve and Sebastian. You noticed that the look on his face was softer than before, like he regretted the things he said.
“Well he loves me, not you. Tell her, Sebastian” Genevieve told you. You knew your heart was about to break; you could feel it.
He hesitated.
You looked towards him, trying to read his expression. “I...I can’t” he mumbled. Genevieve’s eyes widened, and you felt a small smile appear on your face. “Then, we are through” she said, storming out of the house.
“I sorry. I can’t believe I took her side over yours. You are my everything” he said, stepping towards you. You took a step back and saw the hurt in his eyes. “Please” he begged you, reaching out to hold your hands. You gave in and placed your hands in his.
“Would now be a bad time to tell you that I’ve loved you since the day we met?” He asked you. You froze in place, not believing what he was saying.
“If you loved me, why did you stay with her?” You asked him, seriously. He looked down at his feet, feeling embarrassed. “She was just a distraction” he practically whispered. It was like he was ashamed to answer the question.
“Distraction from what?” You asked, resisting the urge to kiss him.
He chuckled to himself. “The fact that I cared about you, and how much that scared me” he told you, honestly. You felt the butterflies in your stomach as he looked at you with that million-dollar smile.
Then, his expression changed. “Also, I want to apologize. I don’t even know what she said to you, but it fucking breaks my heart. You are perfect, and you shouldn’t listen to a thing that she said. I should’ve stood up for you. I was just scared that she would leave me, and without her, I knew I would end up confessing how I felt about you. I thought I would lose you” he told you, genuinely.
He moved his hands and cupped your face. You leaned in and finally connected your lips. You could feel him smile as he kissed you. “Stop smiling. I’m trying to kiss you” you teased, causing him to chuckle.
He placed a final peck on your lips and pulled away. “I’m so glad you’re finally mine” you said smiling up at him. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders. He led you outside where Chris and Anthony were waiting.
They looked relieved when they saw the both of you. “We’re good” you told them both, and they sighed.
“Good because we were ready to slap some sense into you, man” Anthony said, looking towards Sebastian. He chuckled and looked over at you. “You don’t need to do that. She got me back to my senses” he said, kissing you on the cheek.
“It’s about time you two got together. We’ve watched you two pining for each other for years” Chris said, chuckling.
“You’re telling me? It feels like I’ve waited a lifetime for this to happen” you said, feeling happier than you had in years. They both nodded, and looked at both of your lovestruck expressions.
“Look at you two, all young and in love” Anthony teased you, but he was right.
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kaleidescope-writes · 2 days ago
So let's talk, this is Important
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multifandomwriter · 2 days ago
New Loki Fic
I just posted my first Loki x Reader fic, and I love it so much. It has a special place in my heart, and it was so much fun to write. It’s it a bit longer than I expected it to be, but I hope you enjoy
The concept is: “Your heart has been stolen by a certain god of mischief, but being a princess means your love life is controlled by your parents. So, you’re forced to keep your relationship a secret. This creates issues as your parents decided Thor is going to court you to be the next queen of Asgard”
You can read it here → “You Favor My Brother”
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multifandomwriter · 2 days ago
You Favor My Brother
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader, Thor Odinson x Reader (kinda)
Summary: Your heart has been stolen by a certain god of mischief, but being a princess means your love life is controlled by your parents. So, you’re forced to keep your relationship a secret. This creates issues as your parents decided Thor is going to court you to be the next queen of Asgard.
Word Count: 4.4k (this ended up being so much longer than I thought it would be...whoops)
Warnings: mentions of smut, making out, arranged marriages, odin is kind of a jerk in this
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You were awoken by someone placing kisses on your shoulder. You opened your eyes and saw your boyfriend lying beside you, placing kisses from your shoulder up to your neck.
“Good morning, my darling” he said, sweetly. You stretched, and he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer into his side.
You turned your head, giving him more access to your neck. He began to lightly suck on the exposed skin. “I had a wonderful time last night” he mumbled against your skin.
The events of last night came back to you in a blur: needy kisses, clothing thrown recklessly, and soft moans that bounced off the walls.
You and Loki had a complicated relationship. You both were dating, but no one knew about your secret relationship. You were a princess of a neighboring nation of Asgard, so your parents were in control of your love life. They were in charge of picking a suitor for you to marry: preferably a prince who was in line to be king.
They would never approve of your relationship; your parents despised Loki because he was not of royal blood. They thought he was a monster; you knew better. Loki loved you, and you loved him. That was all that mattered to you.
So, you were constantly tasked with coming up with excuses as to why the suitors you met were bad fits for you. You did it all just so you could return to his arms, although just in private.
It definitely tested your relationship. With your royal duties, it was becoming harder and harder to sneak off to see him. Sometimes the stars would align, and you would get to spend all night just in his arms. It was all worth it, even though you had to sneak away in the morning.
“I have to leave soon” you said, pulling away from his kisses. He frowned, and moved his body on top of yours. “Just stay a little while longer” he begged, pulling you into a kiss. You kissed him back, and tangled your fingers in his hair. He groaned, as you tugged on his jet black locks.
Then, there was a knock at the door. You both pulled away and shared a panicked expression. You quickly rolled out of bed and grabbed your robe, slipping it over your naked body. Loki covered himself with the sheets as you ran and hid in the closet.
“Come in” you heard him call out, just as you closed the closet door. You peeked through the cracks and saw one of the kings guards enter the room, looking stoic as always.
“You are needed in the throne room” he commanded. Loki nodded. “I’ll be right there” Loki said, groaning. The guard left and you snuck out of the closet.
“Now, I really have to go” you said, walking over to the bed and pressing a short kiss to his lips. You both pulled away, and he admired you for a second. “I love you” he said, softly. You smiled to yourself, placing another kiss on his forehead. “I love you too” you said, simply.
Then, you snuck out of the room and followed the secret hallways to get back to your own bedroom. As soon as you got into your room, there was a knock at your door. You opened the door and saw one of your assistants standing there.
She bowed in front of you. “Your mother told me she needs you. There is a new suitor for you to meet” she told you, before leaving you. You groaned as you closed the door. You hated meeting potential suitors. They were always arrogant, and incredibly rude.
You got dressed into a formal dress and fixed your hair, and then met your mother. “You smell of cologne. Have you been with a man?” Your mother asked, glaring at you. You cursed yourself for not putting on perfume; you should’ve known she would notice.
“No, mother” you groaned, lying through your teeth. She quickly pulled out a small bottle of perfume and spritzed you with it.
“You will never make a suitable wife if you let every man you see into your bed” she scoffed, but you bit your tongue and kept a smile on your face.
Then, you heard trumpets starting to play within the room you were waiting outside of. “Presenting, Princess Y/N” someone called, as the large doors began to open slowly. You put on your best smile and started the routine you had memorized. You began to walk into the large room, with your mother, father, and assistant slightly behind you.
You had done this so many times that it felt like second nature, until something caught you off guard. Your suitor was standing in front of you, and you looked to his right and saw him.
You quickly recognized the other man as his brother, Thor. Then, you saw Odin sitting on the throne, with Frigga beside him. You almost choked on the air, but tried to maintain a pleasant expression.
You saw the same panic in Loki’s eyes as he met your eyes. “Your highness” you said, curtsying a few feet away from Thor. He walked closer to you. He was much taller than his brother.
He held your hand and placed a chaste kiss to your knuckles. Over his shoulder, you saw Loki clenching his jaw. You gave Thor a polite smile, which he returned. “It is a pleasure to meet you, princess” Thor said, kindly.
“You as well” you said, smiling. Then, both your parents stepped forward from behind you, and introduced themselves to him. As he did, your eyes met Loki’s again. He looked furious, but gave you a small smile.
Thor returned to your side and linked your arm with his. Odin and Frigga walked down the steps in front of the throne. Thor led you to them. “My parents: Odin and Frigga” he introduced you.
You curtsied again and greeted them both. Then, Loki walked to his mother’s side. “And my brother, Loki” Thor said, being none the wiser to your stolen glances.
Loki took your hand and placed a similar kiss to the back of your hand. “It’s so nice to meet you” Loki said, while smirking at you. You refrained from giggling at his lie.
Your parents joined you and introduced themselves to the king and queen. As they did, you felt Loki’s gaze on you and Thor’s hand landed on the small of your back, making you jump.
“You both shall attend to the ball tonight. Until then, you may spend the day getting to know each other” Odin declared. Thor led you out of the throne room, keeping his hand pressed against the small of your back.
You couldn’t see him, but knew Loki was glaring at his brother. He escorted you outside and pulled you over to a bench under a willow tree.
“Please, sit” he said, kindly. You sat down and let your hands rest in your lap.
“I’m sorry for all the formalities. My father is a traditionalist. Although, I must say, you are very beautiful” he said, brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear. You felt bad. Thor actually wasn’t that bad. He wasn’t as cocky as some of your previous suitors. He seemed genuine, but your heart laid somewhere else. You, of course, couldn’t tell anyone that though.
Then, you saw Loki walk by the two of you on the stone pathway, and you recognized he was going back towards his bedroom. You returned your attention to Thor. “Thank you. That is very kind. Although, I am feeling a bit under the weather. Maybe I should try to get some rest before the ball tonight” you told him, with an apologetic smile.
He nodded his head. “Would you like me to escort you back to your quarters?” He asked you, standing up from the bench.
You stood up as well and placed a hand on his shoulder. “That’s okay. I can manage” you said, heading in the direction of your room. Once you were out of view of Thor, you made a beeline towards Loki’s room. You really needed to talk to him.
You were walking down the hallway, when you noticed the queen’s guard outside of his room. That meant he was with the queen right now. You went to turn around and head in the opposite direction, but you weren’t quick enough.
Frigga saw you. “Y/N? Is that you dear?” She called out. You cursed under your breath, and then turned around with a smile and walked towards her. You stopped in front of her. “Shouldn’t you be with Thor? Did he run off without you? I swear, that son of mine” she said, saying the last part to herself.
Inside his room, when Loki heard your name, he peeked his head outside his open door and saw you speaking to his mother. You saw him over her shoulder; he was a mere feet from you.
“No, I was feeling a bit under the weather and I was planning on getting some rest before the ball. I was looking for my room, but I must have gotten lost” you lied, convincingly enough. Loki smirked as you pretended to be completely innocent.
Then, he fully realized what you said, when you shot him a quick glance. “Well maybe I could show you back to your room?” Loki suggested, with a smile. You held back a smile, thinking you had figured it all out.
Frigga shook her head. “That is okay, Loki. I will bring her to my room and give her some medicine to make her feel better” she said, wrapping her arm around your shoulder in a motherly fashion. You gave Loki a helpless glance as you were whisked away by your mother.
You spent ten minutes pretending to take all the medicine she was giving you, but then she insisted that she stay while you sleep. You realized you weren’t going to be able to get Loki one-on-one. It would be even more difficult at the ball tonight. You would be stuck with Thor the whole time, and if you snuck away, your parents would notice instantly.
Finally, it was time for the ball. You found your parents inside. “My darling, Frigga said you were not feeling well. Are you okay?” Your mother asked you, concerned.
You nodded and promised that you were fine. Then, the royal family was presented by a guard.
“Presenting King Odin and Queen Frigga, and princes Thor and Loki” the guard announced and they entered the room. They all went to their royal thrones up on the stage, except for Thor. He headed straight towards you and your parents.
“Chin up, darling” your mother commanded from over your shoulder. You did as she said, and Thor approached you. He held out his hand for you. You took it, and he led you towards one of the benches that was littered throughout the banquet hall.
“Are you feeling better?” He asked, as you both sat down. He hand rested on your knee, rubbing small circles with his thumb. You noticed how close you were together. “Yes, I am feeling much better. I just needed some rest” you told him.
He nodded with a smile. “I’m sorry. These things are always terribly awkward” he told you, honestly. For the first time since meeting him, you genuinely smiled. You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your lips. He looked at you in awe as you laughed.
“Tell me about it. I’ve met six suitors in the past month” you said, still giggling. The conversation flowed now that you were away from the prying eyes of your parents. You both got along really well, but your gaze still landed on Loki every few minutes as he watched jealously from across the room.
“Would you like to dance?” Thor asked you, standing and holding out his hand for you. “I would love to” you said, taking his hand and letting him lead you towards the dance floor.
Once you got to the dance floor, Thor’s hand naturally found its way to your waist. His other hand held yours. You placed your free hand on his shoulder. You were overly aware of Loki’s gaze on you.
You avoided looking in Thor’s eyes. You both were pressed up against each other, and it felt far too intimate. “You look beautiful” he whispered to you. You quietly thanked him and tried to focus on something else.
Knowing that Loki was watching you only made you more nervous. You caught his gaze, and he just chuckled at your predicament.
Thor noticed you both staring at each other. “Do you know my brother, Loki?” He asked, curiously. You felt the heat rush to your cheeks quickly. You shook your head no, shyly. “I’ve noticed him staring at you since I introduced the two of you” he told you. You felt embarrassed that he had caught on; you thought you were being discreet.
“But you— were staring back? Does that mean—you favor my brother?” He asked, starting to put it all together. Your eyes went wide as you struggled to come up with a lie. “No—I don’t...I mean” you mumbled. He chuckled as you stuttered.
“I would not recommend getting your hopes up. My brother is in a relationship. He keeps it a secret, but I’m his brother and I’ve noticed him sneaking around with a woman. I don’t know who she is, but I know he pushes away any woman who makes advances towards him” he explained to you.
You were suddenly very embarrassed and you looked down at your feet as you danced. “Oh?” Thor asked, his tone changing completely. He began to smirk. “So you’re the girl?” He asked, raising his eyebrows.
You finally looked up to meet his eyes and slowly nodded your head.
“Why didn’t you tell me that? I can’t court my brother's lover, can I?” He asked you.
“You can’t tell anyone. My parents want me to marry a prince, but they hate Loki. Your parents are looking for a queen for you to marry. No one would let me be with him. They would be furious if they found out” you begged. His eyes softened as he realized how desperate you were. He pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. “How about I go and distract both our parents?” He suggested.
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Why would you do that?” You asked. He gestured over towards Loki. “Because I’m assuming they would be upset if they saw you two dancing” he said, winking at you.
You quickly realized what he was hinting at, and your eyes lit up. “Thank you so much. I just need one dance. I owe you” you said, gratefully. He couldn’t help but smile at how excited you got. He headed over towards where your parents were all talking amongst themselves.
You started to walk towards Loki, who was standing in the corner watching you carefully. You walked up to him and placed your hands on his shoulders. “What are you doing? Someone will see us” he said, pulling away from your touch.
“Let them” you said, interlacing your fingers with his. His eyes widened and immediately glanced towards your parents. “They’re all talking to Thor right now. We don’t have to worry about them” you mumbled, kissing his cheek.
“The brave and mighty Thor swooping in to save the day again; hooray!” He said, sarcastically rolling his eyes. You frowned at him. “He promised to distract them so we could dance. I told him He’s being really nice” your told him, placing his hands on your waist.
You wrapped your hands around his neck. He started to sway side to side with you, placing a kiss to your temple. “He still had his hands all over you” Loki growled in your ear. You smirked as you noticed how jealous he was.
“You had your hands all of over me last night” you whispered in his ear. He smirked as he recalled last night. He let his hands slide down, so they rested slightly above your ass. “And right now” he mumbled.
You both continued to dance, and you saw your parents looking around for you. You saw Thor making walking straight towards you both. He gestured towards your parents as he quickly walked in your direction.
You got the memo and quickly removed your arms from Loki. “I’ll see you tonight” you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking towards Thor.
He reached out for your hands and spun you in a circle. “Our parents are looking for you” he said, wrapping his arm around your waist and guiding you towards them.
“There’s the happy couple” your father said, as you both approached them. You both put on smiles. You saw a glimmer in Frigga’s eyes, like she saw through your facade.
“My loves, have either of you seen Loki? I haven’t seen him since the ball started” she asked. You waited a second before answering, so you didn’t answer too quickly. You figured they would become suspicious if you jumped at every mention of Loki’s name.
“I think I saw him over that way” you said, pointing over where you had been. She went in the direction you pointed. Thor’s thumb massaged into your side, as he noticed Odin looking you up and down. “So, do you want children?” Odin asked you.
You nearly choked in shock. “Father” Thor warned. Then, he rubbed circles on your back. “Are you okay?” He whispered in your ear. You nodded.
“It’s a valid question. If she is to be the future queen of Asgard, I have to make sure she produces an heir” Odin said. You bit your tongue. “Leave her alone” Thor growled.
“Boys. At least try to get along. Look who I found lurking in the corner” Frigga groaned, as she returned to your small group, dragging Loki with her. “Princess Y/N” Loki said, while he teasingly kissing the back of your hand.
You brought your hand to your mouth to cover your yawn. Loki had kept you up late last night, and your lack of sleep was catching up to you. “Oh dear, you must be exhausted. It’s been a long day. Why don’t you go back to your room and get some sleep?” Your mother suggested. Frigga nodded, agreeing with her idea.
“I’ll walk her back” Thor suggested. Odin shook his head no. “You have important people to meet. Part of being king is interacting with your subjects” Odin told him, sternly.
Thor nodded his head, probably used to his father’s harsh rule. “Well maybe I could take her back to her room. After all, most Asgardians could care less about meeting me” Loki joked sarcastically. Thor stifled a laugh.
“I see no harm in it,” Odin dismissed you and Loki. He gestured towards the exit, and you led the way. “Have I told you that you look absolutely stunning, darling?” He whispered in your ear, as you both walked.
The heat rushed to your cheeks as he complimented you. Once you both left the building, Loki pushed you up against the wall. He connected your lips and cupped your face. “Never wanna see his hands on you again” he mumbled against your lips.
You pushed him off of you. “Someone will see us. Imagine what they’ll think. Thor’s future wife being pressed up against his brother” you said, as he continued to place kisses across your collarbone.
He pulled away from you. “First things first, you are not marrying my brother” he practically growled.
You giggled, and grabbed his hand pulling him towards your room. Once you were finally inside the closed doors of your bedroom, Loki’s hands were all over you. He pushed you up against the wall, placing desperate kisses all over your body.
A soft moan escaped your lips, feeling satisfied with his hands finally grazing your body.
“Jump, darling” he told you. You jumped and felt him grab at the back of your thighs, holding you up. He walked over towards your bed and laid you down. “So gorgeous” he muttered before crawling on top of you.
You cupped his face and pulled his lips towards yours. You tangled your fingers in his hair as he feverishly kissed you.
“Love you so much. I hated having his hands all over me. I missed your touch” you complained. He smirked down at you. “Don’t worry. I’m going to touch you everywhere” he told you.
Then, you both heard the door to your room open. You both jumped apart and saw Frigga in the doorway. “Just as I suspected” she said to herself, with a satisfied grin.
“Your majesty... I was—we were just umm” you stuttered. She laughed to herself as you fumbled for words. Loki looked paler than normal. He knew his mother would never do anything to harm him, but he knew how much you wanted your relationship to remain a secret. “Mother...please?” Loki begged her.
“Relax, both of you. I had a feeling about this. Do you think I wouldn’t notice when my son was in love? I saw you both tonight; neither of you could take your eyes off the other” she told you both. You felt ashamed.
You were worried that if Frigga knew, then she may have told your parents. Your parents would disown you if they found out about the relationship you had behind closed doors.
“Your majesty, respectfully—” you started to say. She stopped you before you could say anymore. “Your parents don’t know, but you should tell them. Life is too short for secrets. You deserve to be happy” she told you.
Then, another person entered your room. You recognized it was your mother. “Dear, I was concerned about you—wait a minute. What is this man doing in your bed? Did he hurt you?” Your mother asked with a disgusted expression.
“Are you kidding?” You asked, finally snapping. Your mother looked taken aback. “What did he ever do to you? Why are you so determined to hate him? Did it not occur to you that I might love him?” You asked her. Loki interlaced your fingers with his and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.
“We are negotiating an alliance between our two countries. This is far bigger than just you. You and Thor are going to be married, and you are here sleeping around with his bastard brother” your mother told you, with a stern tone.
“I think we should all go and speak to both of your fathers” Frigga said, diffusing the situation. She led you all out of the room. Loki looked over at you and gave you a small smile. He placed his hand on the small of your back.
You all walked into a private room, and Thor, Odin, and your father entered soon after. They all wore confused expressions. Thor saw the guilty look on your face and knew what had happened.
“What is going on, my dear? I’m missing a fabulous party for this” your father asked your mother. She sent a glare over towards you.
“I found your daughter in bed with that frost giant monster” she snarled. Your father’s expression changed completely. He looked...confused.
“But my son is courting her. How do you expect me to agree to an alliance when your daughter can not even stay faithful to my son?” Odin yelled. Your father was offended by the attack on your name. “Watch your tone” your father snarled.
You could feel the walls closing in as you grew frustrated. None of your parents were even concerned with how you felt. They were determined to make all your life decisions for you.
You took in a deep breath, trying to stop yourself from exploding. Loki noticed your tense state, and held both of your hands. He rubbed his thumbs on the back of your hands. He gave you a smile in an effort to calm you down.
“Enough,” you finally yelled. Everyone grew silent and directed their eyes towards you. Loki was just as shocked by your sudden outburst. “Have any of even stopped to consider how we feel? I am not trying to sabotage your alliance, and he is not a monster trying to corrupt me. I love him. We have been sneaking around for a year because I knew that this is how you’d react, but I’m done hiding. I want to be able to dance with him at parties and be able to hold his hand in public. Why can’t I just be with him?” You rambled on and on.
A small smile appeared on Loki’s face. He loved watching you when you were passionately talking about something. You saw the same smile on Frigga’s and Thor’s faces.
“Why would you mislead Thor if you knew you cared for someone else?” Odin asked, his voice softer now.
“Thor knew. I didn’t mislead anyone except for you and my parents. I am sorry for that, but I only did what I thought was best” you told them. All their expressions changed and began to soften. Loki placed a kiss on your temple, and wrapped his arm around your waist.
“There are other suitors for Thor to marry. I suppose that our nations can still create an alliance with the marriage of Loki and Y/N” Odin finally said. Both your parents nodded.
A giant grin spread to your face. You were ecstatic. You had been keeping this secret for so long that it felt like a giant burden was lifted off your shoulders. You wrapped your arms around Loki’s neck, and he lifted you up off the ground and spun you in a circle.
He set you down and kissed you with all he had. He had been waiting a year to be able to kiss you openly, and he loved every second of it.
Frigga immediately enveloped you both in a hug. Thor cheered for the both of you. “Congratulations, brother” he said, heartily.
“I always told you that I would marry you someday” Loki whispered in your ear. You couldn’t stop smiling for even a moment. “I still expect you to ask me” you told him, smirking.
“Oh, I will, sweetheart” he said, sweetly.
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multifandomwriter · 3 days ago
Bad Boy, Bad Boy
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader
Request: “I AM A WHORE FOR ONE MAN CAN I PLEASE GET A ONESHOT BASED ON THE NEW SEB PHOTOS AS TOMMY LEE PLOT UP TO YOU I JUST NEED SOMETHING 🥵” “seb’s girlfriend gets jealous that lily gets to be a him while he’s dressed like THAT on set??? bc i would 🥵” - anonymous
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: sexual themes, but no explicit smut
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You were sitting at home when you got a notification that Sebastian had posted a picture on Instagram. Curious what your boyfriend was posting, you opened the app to check.
The photo loaded, and you audibly gasped when you saw it. It was the picture of him in costume for Tommy Lee. Your eyes raked over his tattooed arms and the fake nipple piercings. You almost moaned at the sight. He looked like...a god.
Then, you saw the photo of him and Lily both in character. Your arousal was replaced by jealousy. She was biting on one of his nipple rings, and you couldn’t help but wish it was you doing it.
You loved Lily, yet right now, you hated her guts. Sebastian had introduced you once, and she was super sweet. You normally didn’t get jealous of the actresses that Sebastian worked with. You trusted him more than you trusted anyone.
Still, there was something about the knowledge that she gets to see him dressed like that every day that made you drip with jealousy.
When Sebastian came home that night, you were a little less talkative than normal. Sebastian noticed right away. He assumed you were mad at him. So, he was super attentive and caring.
He helped you make dinner and set the table. He even cleaned up dinner afterwards, and told you to go take a nice bath to relax.
You got out of the bath, and got into your bed. You sat in bed and scrolled through Twitter. You saw loads of tweets of people talking about how jealous they were after seeing the photos. You giggled, realizing you had something in common.
Sebastian walked into your shared bedroom, but seemed hesitant. He sat down next to you and slowly moved his hand to your knee. “Did something?” He asked you, nervously.
You looked over to meet his eyes and simply shook your head no. He still didn’t understand. “Then why are you giving me the silent treatment? I want to make whatever I did better” he told you, genuinely.
He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on your cheek. Then, he saw what was on your phone screen. A small smirk appeared on his face. “So you saw the pictures? Wait—is that what this is about?” He asked you, grinning cockily.
“What do you mean?” You asked, pretending to be innocent. You didn’t even look up from your phone. “You’re jealous, aren’t you?” He asked, moving your chin up to face him. Embarrassment washed over you, as his stare burned into you. “No, I’m not” you lied, looking down to the ground.
He chuckled. “Look at me” he mumbled. You forced yourself to look into his eyes. He just stared at you for a moment. “Don’t lie to me. Just tell me the truth” he told you. The heat rushed to your cheeks. “Maybe a little” you admitted. His smirk only grew.
“Why would you be jealous, sweetheart? I’m yours, you know that, right? You’re the one that I come home to every night. You’re the one I’m in love with, not Lily, not anyone else. Just you” he promised you, kissing your knuckles.
You smiled. “I know. I’m sorry, it was stupid” you said, looking away from him. You missed how his expression softened. He cupped your face and pulled you into a sweet kiss.
“It’s not stupid. If you’re jealous, I want you to talk to me, okay? You can always talk to me” he said, sweetly. You kissed his cheek and leaned your head on his shoulder.
He perked up. “How about you come to set tomorrow, and I’ll take you to lunch and show you that you have no reason to be jealous?” He proposed. You remembered you didn’t have any plans tomorrow, and it would soothe some of your jealousy.
You nodded, and then pulled Sebastian into a hug. “Let’s get some sleep” he said, softly. He placed a kiss on your temple, and you both crawled under the covers.
His arm instinctively wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer to him. It helped ease some of your anxiety.
You knew it was stupid to be jealous. Sebastian would never cheat on you. You knew that he was completely in love with you, but something about imagining Lily being around him in that outfit made you feel uneasy.
He began to draw shapes on your back, like he did every night. With that, you fell asleep in seconds.
You were awoken a few hours later. It was still dark outside. You realized someone was tapping your arm. Your eyes adjusted and you saw Sebastian standing there; he was fully dressed for the day. You glanced over at the clock and saw it was only 6am.
“I’m going to work. I’ll see you at lunch, okay? I love you, sweetheart” he said, pressing a short kiss to your lips. You smiled as he kissed you. Sebastian always made sure to kiss you goodbye before going to work, and it was your favorite tradition.
“Love you too” you mumbled, cuddling back into the sheets as he left. You woke up later when the sun actually rose. You did some chores to pass the time until it was time to go have lunch with Sebastian.
You got to the set, and security waved you through; instantly recognizing you from the countless days you had spent on set with Sebastian.
You were walking around looking for for Sebastian, when you ran into Lily. “Wait, Y/N? It’s so good to see you. Are you here to see Sebastian?” She asked you, sweetly. You were glad you had had time to cool off from your freak out yesterday. If you had run into her yesterday, you would’ve lost your mind.
“Yeah, I am. Have you seen him?” You asked, giving her a polite smile. You still didn’t love the idea that she was the love interest of Sebastian’s character, but you all were adults. “He’s filming a scene right now, but he should be done in a few minutes. He told me to tell you to wait in his trailer. He’s been talking about you all day. He kept telling me how excited he was to take you out to lunch. I have to run, but I’ll see you around” she said, smiling.
You could feel your heart begin to flutter. “Thanks Lily. I’ll see you later” you said, before turning to head towards Sebastian’s trailer. By now, your anxieties were gone, and you knew you had no reason to not trust Sebastian or Lily.
You sat down on the couch in Sebastian’s trailer and waited for him to show up. You decided to check your phone as you waited. Then, you heard the door to the trailer open.
You looked up and laid your eyes on Sebastian. It took you a second to realize it was him. His hair was combed back, and he had fake tattoos littered down his arms. Then, your eyes landed on the nipple piercings on his chest.
You didn’t even care that he definitely knew you were staring. “I—ummm.” you mumbled, completely falling apart as your eyes raked over his shirtless body.
“You like what you see?” Sebastian asked you, cockily. You couldn’t even put the words together to form a reply. You were speechless. “C’mere” he said, beckoning you towards him.
“What about lunch?” You asked, softly as you walked towards him. He chuckled as he watched you. You couldn’t take your eyes off his body for even a second, and he noticed.
“We’ll get lunch later. I figured letting you see me in costume might make you less jealous. Then, I can take off the makeup and we can go get lunch” he told you.
You barely processed his words, as you took in the entire outfit. You slowly reached your hand out and traced the tattoos on his arms. He smiled cockily as he watched you almost drooling.
Your gaze lingered on his nipple piercing. “Go ahead; you can touch” he said. His voice was gentle, but also commanding. Your hand trailed down his chest until it reached the silver piercing. You played with it between your fingers.
Your lips ghosted over his chest, pressing soft kisses on his tattoos. He groaned under your touch. “So you like the costume?” He asked, even though he knew the answer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in to kiss you. “We both know the answer to that” you mumbled against his lips. He kissed you back passionately, getting his hands tangled in your hair.
“How about we skip lunch?” Sebastian asked, guiding you towards the couch. You pulled him down on top of you. “I just need your hands on me, baby” you whimpered, eyes raking over his body.
“How can I say no to that?” He asked, kissing your neck. Long gone were the thoughts of your lunch date. You only had one thing on your mind now.
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multifandomwriter · 4 days ago
Healing Broken Hearts
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: As the number one person that Bucky trusts, it makes sense that Bucky goes to you after he gets dumped by his fiancé, but can you put him together after his heart gets ripped out?
Word Count: 2.7k
Warnings: lots of sexual tension
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You were about to get into bed when your phone started to buzz, shaking the entire bed. You picked it up and saw a few texts from Bucky.
“I need you”
“Can you come over right now?”
“Madison broke up with me”
“I don’t know what to do”
You looked over at the clock and checked the time: 1:14 am. You wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and go to sleep, but you grabbed shoes and ran out the door without a second thought.
You arrived at Bucky’s apartment quicker than you ever had before. You knocked on the door, and he opened it slowly.
The door revealed him standing there with red eyes. He looked like a wreck. He hair was messy, and you could tell he had been crying.
You didn’t say anything. You just pulled him into your arms. He collapsed against you, and broke down in tears.
Over his shoulder, you saw into his apartment. The coffee table and some chairs were flipped over, and stuff was thrown everywhere.
You knew Bucky like that back of your hand. You had been friends with Steve for years, and after the events following the Sokovia Accords, you met Bucky. He was plagued by his past; he couldn’t even trust his own mind. Steve knew you had a history as a therapist, so you helped Bucky recover. You were the reason that the trigger words didn’t work anymore.
Since then, you and Bucky were inseparable. You two were always there for each other.
The hardest part of that for you was your hidden feelings for Bucky. Steve was the only one that you had told. He convinced you to confess your feelings to Bucky. So, you tried. You went to Bucky’s apartment to tell him how you felt. You found him there with a girl: Madison.
They were getting ready to go out for dinner. Bucky asked why you were there, and you made up a lie that seemed believable. You wanted to tell him, but he looked...happy.
You saw the way he looked at Madison, and you were torn. You were so happy that he found someone, but you were also heartbroken that he would never look at you that way.
It had been five years since that night. Bucky had remained your best friend, even while getting closer to Madison. They both were engaged, until tonight.
As you tried to console Bucky, you knew he needed your help.
He had trashed his apartment, probably out of anger, and was now sobbing in your arms. You needed to help him because you couldn’t stand to see him like this.
“Y/N. I don’t know what to do. She just left. What did I do wrong?” He mumbled in between tears. You rubbed circles into his back. “This isn’t your fault, Bucky” you told him. You had no idea why she had left him, but you knew Bucky didn’t deserve this.
He pulled away from you, and you wiped away his tears. “Let’s get you to bed” you said, guiding him towards his bedroom. You tucked him into the blanket. You pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, and turned to leave the room.
“Wait...Y/N?” He called out to you. You turned around, putting on a smile for him. “What is it?” You asked, softly.
“Can you stay?” He asked, sounding more fragile than he ever had. You nodded, and then sat down next to him in bed. He took his hand in yours, and you used your other hand to stroke his hair.
You hated that your heart fluttered as he held your hand. You weren’t going to let your feelings cloud your judgement. Bucky was vulnerable, and you couldn’t take advantage of that. You decided you would go to sleep on the couch once he fell asleep.
He quickly fell asleep. You tried to move to leave the room, but your body was too tired to go anywhere. Instead, you felt your eyelids slowly start to close. You ended up cuddled next to Bucky.
Your eyes opened as you jumped awake. It was still dark outside. You looked over at Bucky, and realized both your bodies were entangled. You quickly snuck out of the bed and went into the living room.
You cleaned up the mess, and then fell asleep on the couch. When you woke up, you walked to the doorway of Bucky’s bedroom. He was still asleep, peacefully.
You headed towards the kitchen, and then heard a knock at the door. You quickly answered the door, so the knocking wouldn’t wake Bucky up.
When you opened the door, you saw Madison. You felt your blood begin to boil. Her jaw dropped when she saw you. “Unbelievable! You’re here? Of all people?” She snapped.
You assumed she thought you were Bucky’s rebound. You didn’t care; you couldn’t have cared less about what she thought of you. You did care about Bucky, and you didn’t want him to go through a repeat of last night. “I think you should leave. You’ve done enough” you said, before closing the door.
You checked to make sure that Bucky was still asleep. Then, you returned to the kitchen and made him breakfast. When you walked into his room with breakfast on a tray, he was sitting up and stretching.
“Good morning” you said, softly. He looked over to you, and gave you an appreciative smile. You set down the tray, and then sat next to him.
“What is this?” He asked, with a grin on his face. His voice sounded tired. You rested your hand on his knee. “Just a little something” you said, smirking at him.
He nodded, and then kissed your temple. Your cheeks instantly heated up. You ignored the feeling. “I know why you’re doing this, but thank you” he said, genuinely.
It was easy to do this; to care for him, to be there, and be dependable. It was easy because you knew it was exactly the same thing Bucky would do for you.
You knew in that moment that you were going to be there for Bucky.
And that was how it started.
Bucky asked you to move in temporarily, just so he could have someone around. You, of course, said yes in an instant. He didn’t want to be lonely, and you didn’t want him to be.
So you had been living with Bucky for two months now. You loved being there for him, but it was making your life an ongoing struggle. You had been head over heels for Bucky for years, and most of that time he had been taken. You never had to deal with the possibility of a relationship with him. You never had to deal with the flirting or the lingering glances. It all felt...wrong.
Every day it got harder to not run into Bucky’s arms and kiss him. You knew he was still getting over Madison, so it would be wrong to pursue a relationship with him. You felt like you were taking advantage of his vulnerable state, but Bucky wasn’t making it easy for you.
You had been staying with Bucky for a week, and you were coming home from buying groceries. “Bucky! I’m home” you called out. You were met by a very sweaty Bucky. He must have just worked out. His gym shorts stuck to his thighs. You could see the sweat glistening off his bare chest.
You practically whimpered at the sight. You noticed your thighs clenching together. “You need help putting away the groceries?” He asked you, as he leaned against the wall.
You shook your head, knowing you wouldn’t able to control yourself around him. “C’mon, I feel bad that you’ve been helping me out so much. Let me help” he begged you. You crossed your arms and furrowed your eyebrows.
“Okay fine,” he followed you into the kitchen, and started to help you put away the groceries. You put the the last of the groceries into the fridge. You turned around and Bucky was standing right behind you.
Your gaze instantly went to his chest. You forced your eyes to go up to meet his eyes. “I don’t know what I would do without you” he said, pulling you into his arms.
You tried to ignore the fluttering feeling you had in your stomach, and hugged Bucky back. His hands ran up and down your back and left a trail of goosebumps.
Two weeks later, you decided to make Bucky lunch. When you went to bring it to him, his door was half closed. “Bucky?” You asked, knocking on the door. You pushed the door open slightly with your foot.
Then, your eyes were met by Bucky’s naked body. Your eyes widened, and you froze in your place. Bucky quickly spun around and noticed you staring.
“Oh shit” he muttered, trying to find something to cover up. You quickly closed your eyes as a reflex. Before anything more embarrassing could happen, you turned around and quickly headed back towards the kitchen.
“Y/N, wait” Bucky called, following you into the kitchen. You refused to turn around to face him. “I’m wearing pants” he said, chuckling as he realized why you wouldn’t turn around.
You turned to face him and saw that he did, in fact, have boxers on. “I don’t want this to make things weird or uncomfortable” he told you, genuinely.
You refused to let your gaze linger below his eyes, even though every inch of you screamed at you to just take a look.
You wanted to grab his face and kiss him like your life depended on it. You wanted to let him take you back to his room and get rid of all the sexual tension that had been there for weeks. You would have given anything just to let him touch for even a minute, but you couldn’t and you wouldn’t.
“We’re fine. Here’s your lunch” you said, handing him the plate and quickly walked past him and out the door.
It was harder than you thought it would be to avoid your crush on Bucky.
As the weeks went on, you found yourself in similar situations. You were convinced Bucky was doing it on purpose now. He loved to talk to you right after he had taken a shower; his towel hung low around his waist as beads of water trailed down his chest.
You always quickly excused yourself, or found another way to escape the situations. Every time it felt harder to leave. Running up to Bucky and kissing him felt like the easy option at this point.
So, you were cautious, while still being a supportive best friend. You did it all because you saw how broken he was, and you never wanted to see him like that again.
“Hey, Y/N? Can you come here?” Bucky called from his bedroom. You paused the show that you were currently watching and headed into his room. He was standing next to the wall, holding a painting against the wall.
“What’s up?” You asked him, leaning against the doorframe.
“I pushed the nail too far into the wall. Can you reach behind this and pull it out, so I can hang this?” He asked you.
You walked over to where he was standing and moved in between both his arms. As you fixed the nail, you noticed how close Bucky was to you. His arms were pressed against each side of your body, holding you in place. His chest was pressed up against your back.
You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks, and your heart started racing. “There you go” you said, as you fixed the nail. Bucky hung the painting on the nail, but kept his hands on either side of you. His hands were pressed up against the wall, but they kept you trapped next to him.
You could feel his breath on your neck, as his body inched closer to yours. You were trapped, and you knew it wouldn’t be long until you did something you’d regret.
You turned around to face him and realized how close you both really were. His lips were a mere inches away from yours. You wanted to close the distance and finally feel his lips on you.
Then, above your head you heard a scraping noise. You realized the painting was slipping off the nail and was about to hit you in the head. Before you could react, Bucky’s hands grabbed your arms and pulled you away from the wall.
The momentum made it hard for you both to stop moving. Bucky stopped when his legs ran into the side of his bed in the middle of the room. Your body crashed into his, pushing him back onto the bed. He pulled you with him because he was still holding onto your arms.
Then, you finally had a moment to realize the position you were in. Bucky was lying on his bed, with you lying on his chest. Your faces were only inches apart. You both froze, and neither of you muttered a word.
His thumb started to rub small circles on your hip. He used his other to brush a piece of hair out of your face. You glanced down at his lips, and started to lean in. You moved one of your hands to cup his face.
Your noses brushed against each other, and it brought you back to reality. You realized what you were about to do. You pried his hands off of you and quickly ran out of the room. You didn’t see the hurt look in his eyes as you ran from him.
“Y/N...wait—come back,” he ran after you. You stayed on the opposite side of the room as him, knowing you would kiss him if you got too close. “Listen...if you don’t feel the same—” Bucky started to say before you interrupted him.
“That’s not it” you yelled, making him stop mid-sentence. He stopped everything he was doing and just stared at you. His face contorted in confusion.
“Then why can’t we kiss?” He asked you.
You huffed and crossed your arms. “Because of Madison, that’s why” you said, exasperatedly.
He only became more confused. He stepped closer to you, slowly. “Madison and I are done. You don’t have to worry about her. It’s just you and me, doll” he said, softly.
“But you’re still getting over her. I don’t want make you do anything you’ll regret. She put you through a lot, and I don’t want to take advantage of you while you’re getting over her” you told him, honestly. He kept walking closer to you, and you started stepping backwards.
Your back hit the hard wall, and you were left with nowhere else to go. Bucky continued to walk towards you, until your bodies were pressed up against each other. He placed his hands on your hips, holding you in place.
“I’m over her, I swear. I just want you” he whispered, brushing his nose against yours.
“Prove it. Tell me why you broke up” you said, standing your ground.
He looked down at the floor, suddenly very hesitant. “She broke up with me because she knew I was in love with you,” his voice was soft and fragile.
You almost couldn’t believe what he was saying. He looked up and met your eyes. “You’re still sure about this?” You asked him, quietly.
He chuckled to himself. “Just let me kiss you” he said, connecting your lips finally. Within seconds, your hands were in his hair, and his hands were running up and down your sides.
All of the feelings that you had boiling inside of you for the past two months were finally being satisfied. You had Bucky’s hands all over you and his lips on yours; you were content.
You both pulled away, breathlessly. He continued to leave short kisses everywhere but your mouth: your cheek, your forehead, your jawline, your temple. “I have been waiting so long to do that” you muttered.
He smirked. “I noticed, especially every time I was shirtless, and you couldn’t even stand to be near me. Do I have that much of an effect on you, sweetheart?” He asked you, cockily.
“You have no idea” you said, pulling him in to kiss you again.
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multifandomwriter · 9 days ago
Just Relax
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader
Request: “hello! could i request a sebastian stan x reader where the reader is super stressed because of school or work and he just wants to get her to relax??” - anonymous
Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings: smut, fingering, oral (f receiving), minors DNI, swearing, extreme stress, sleep deprivation
A/N: Smut only takes place towards the end, and I put a marker where it starts. The beginning is purely fluff
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For the tenth time today, you felt like pulling your hair out.
It was finals week, and your classes had been kicking your ass. You were so ready to just be done with classes and enjoy your summer with Sebastian.
As you looked down at your notes, you felt you had forgotten every concept you’d learned. Your exams were in a week, and you couldn’t remember anything.
Before you knew it, you had tears running down your face. You pulled your legs into your chest, and cradled yourself.
You felt like everything was falling apart. “Honey? I’m home. I brought you your favorite coffee” Sebastian called out, walking through the front door. You quickly wiped away your tears with the sleeves of your sweater.
Then, he appeared in the doorway of your shared bedroom. His entire expression softened when he saw tears still running down your cheeks.
He knew exactly what was wrong.
He walked straight over to you and picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and buried you face in his neck.
“Shhh, it’s okay, sweetheart” he whispered, rubbing your back. You let everything go. You were practically sobbing in his arms.
He continued to comfort you by pressing kisses to your forehead. He walked over to your bed and sat down, still keeping you in his lap.
After you stopped crying, you pulled your head off his chest. “How about you take a break today? I hate seeing you so overworked” he pleaded with you. You were tempted to say yes.
“I have so much to do. I can’t take a break, until I’m done with all my exams” you told him. He pouted. “This isn’t healthy, Y/N. I’m worried about you. You haven’t been sleeping, and you’ve barely been eating” he told you.
You could hear the concern in his voice. “I’m fine. I’ve been getting enough sleep” you argued, even though you knew he was right.
“Sweetheart, you study all day. Then, I have to convince you to go to bed, and you sneak out of bed as soon as I’m asleep. Just let me take care of you today, and I’ll help you study all day tomorrow?” He asked.
You looked down at your lap, embarrassed. You didn’t think he knew that you snuck out of bed every night.
“Okay fine” you said, resting your head on his shoulder. He smiled once you finally gave in.
“How about I run you a nice hot bath?” He asked you, and you nodded. He placed you on the bed, then walked to the connecting bathroom.
You heard the faucet start to run, and then heard some noise. You stood up off the bed and walked into the bathroom. Sebastian was lighting a candle, that he placed near the bath.
You just smiled to yourself as you watched him. If there was one thing Sebastian loved, it was pampering you.
As the bath started to fill up, he pulled out his phone and started playing soft meditation music. He glanced over and saw that the bath was almost full.
He turned the faucet off and turned to you. He pulled you in for a hug, and kissed your temple.
“Thank you” you said, softly. He nodded and smiled. “Of course, my love” he said, giving you one last kiss before leaving the room.
You happened to catch a glance of yourself in the mirror, and you saw the huge smile on your face.
Sebastian never failed to make you feel like the most loved person on the planet. You stripped yourself of your clothes, and got into the bath.
When you got out, you saw Sebastian waiting for you. “Hi, sweetheart” he said, holding his arms out to you. You let yourself fall into his grasp.
His arms wrapped around you and held you tightly. “Why don’t you try to get some sleep?” He asked you, softly.
You sighed, knowing your brain was too busy to fall asleep. “Please? For me?” He asked, looking you in the eyes.
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to fall asleep. There’s too much to worry about” you told him, honestly. He frowned. “I’ll cuddle with you” he bargained.
You couldn’t help but smirk. Sebastian knew exactly how to persuade you. “It’s worth a try” you said, simply.
He set you down on the bed, and laid down next to you. You got pulled closer to him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You rested your head on his chest, while he drew shapes on your back.
You laid there for what seemed like hours, but you just couldn’t fall asleep. “Shhh baby. Just relax” Sebastian would whisper. He was doing everything in his power to make you fall asleep, but it just wasn’t working.
He moved his hand to your hair and stroked it. He let his fingers slip through your hair. He lightly massaged your scalp, hoping it would be enough to finally lull you into sleep.
~~~~~~smut beyond this point~~~~~~
“Seb, it’s not working. I should’ve fallen asleep in seconds. I haven’t gotten a good nights sleep in weeks, but I can’t shut my brain off for five minutes” you said, getting frustrated.
Sebastian felt his chest start to ache. You were on the verge of tears, and he couldn’t think of a way to help you.
You desperately wanted to be able to fall asleep, but your brain was betraying you. Your brain could only focus on all the stress you were under.
“I have an idea to get your mind off things” Sebastian said, looking down at you for approval.
You picked your head up off his chest when you realized what he was hinting at. “Are you suggesting—?” You started to ask.
He interrupted you, and didn’t even let you finish the question before nodding his head. “I think it will help you relax. You deserve to relax. This all about you, and making you feel amazing” he said, now smirking.
You could feel a warmth starting to form between your thighs. It had been a while since the two of you had been intimate, so just his words alone had you craving his touch.
“Please. Make me feel good” you begged him. That was enough permission for him. He rolled over on top of you. He held your face with his hand and guided your lips to his. His lips felt soft against yours.
Gone were your thoughts of exams and studying. The only thing on your brain now was the aching you were now feeling.
His lips attached to your neck, gently sucking on the spot that drove you crazy. You were shocked when you heard a moan escape your lips.
You noticed a cocky smile on Sebastian’s face. His continued to suck on your neck, gently nipping at the skin.
“Oh...god” you mumbled.
“Arms up” he muttered, pulling your sweatshirt up off your body. He tossed it gently to the side. He noticed your nipples peeking through your tank top.
He pulled your shirt up, so your stomach was exposed. You got goosebumps as his cold hands touched your warm stomach.
He caressed your sides with his hands. “Please...touch me” you begged him.
He slid his hands farther up your shirt, rubbing your nipples between his fingers. “Oh—fuck, Sebastian” you called out, squirming under his touch.
“That’s it, baby. Let go. Let me make you feel good” he commanded. You tugged at the hem of your tank top. You wanted it off, so he could put his hands all over you.
He smirked at how eager you were, but pulled your tank top off. Your breasts bounced as they were freed for the tight tank top.
His mouth was on you instantly. His tongue rolled around your nipple, while using his hand to massage your other breast.
His name effortlessly fell of your lips. “That’s it, babydoll” he mumbled against your skin.
Your hand naturally found its way between your thighs. You started to rub circles on your clit through your shorts.
Sebastian grabbed your wrist. “Let me do all the work. It’s all about letting you relax” he told you, hooking his fingers in the top of your shorts. He slid them down your legs and threw them to the side.
You felt the wetness pooling between your legs, as you waited for his touch. “Seb...please” You begged him. He placed short kisses to the inside of your thighs. You whimpered, waiting for him to touch you where you needed him most.
“I need” you practically moaned. You weren’t sure how much longer you could wait.
He smirked to himself and quickly pulled your panties off your body. He moved his face in between your legs. You sighed as you felt his warm breath on you.
He attached his mouth to your clit. You groaned as you threw your head back into the pillow. He lightly sucked on the bundle of nerves.
You called out his name.
“Fuck...Sebastian, right there—oh my god” you moaned, sliding your fingers into his hair. You tugged on the strands of hair, as shaky breaths escaped your lips.
His tongue slipped into your folds, licking a stripe up to your clit. His threw your legs over his shoulders.
The new angle allowed his tongue to reach even deeper inside of you. His nose rubbed against your clit, sending a wave of pleasure over you. You bucked your hips into his face as your back arched against the bed.
He lightly hummed, knowing the vibrations would make you a moaning mess. Incoherent mumbles past through your lips as you begged him for more.
He replaced his mouth with his fingers. He slipped two fingers inside of you. He curled them inside of you.
“ good” you mumbled. He muffled your moans by attaching his lips to yours. You could taste yourself on his lips, as his fingers slid in and out of you.
“Baby...I’m getting close” you warned. He rubbed harsh circles on your clit with his thumb.
“I want you to cum on my face, okay? You can do it, sweetheart” he said, attaching his mouth to your clit and still curling his fingers inside of you.
His tongue drew circles around your clit. He added a third finger. It slightly burned, but you moaned as he stretched you out.
His pace quickened, and you could feel your orgasm approaching. Your eyelids closed as you threw your head back. You kept calling out his name.
You could feel your coil tightening in your stomach. “You’re almost there, baby. Cum for me. Let go” he coaxed you.
With that, you felt your coil snap. Your walls rapidly starting pulsing and clenching down on his fingers. Sebastian slowed his pace, working you down from your high. He continued to place little kisses to your throbbing cunt.
You were left breathless; your chest rapidly rising and falling.
“I feel...much better” you said, sighing. Sebastian placed a soft kiss on your lips, and then left the room.
He returned with a warm washcloth, and he cleaned you up. “Thank you” you said, softly. You couldn’t keep your eyes open.
Sebastian placed a kiss on your forehead and joined you in bed. You were finally able to fall asleep.
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kithtaehyung · 10 days ago
hush, yeah? 1 | kth
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series: hush, yeah?  pairing: taehyung x reader(f) genre: brother’s best friend au, music festival au ; angst(?), smut summary: the innocent accident that started it all warnings: groping, tension, pussy play, public smut, inadvertent edging, language, taehyung’s an asshole lol notes: thank you endlessly to @missgeniality​ @sunshinekims​ and @taegularities​ for being fantastic betas! your general hype, suggestions, and comments mean the world to me. taglist is under the cut and is still open! word count: 5.7k rating: m
m.list | part 1 | part 2
“Why do I have to sit in the back?”
“We set these rules from the beginning! Whoever showed up last gets the last row.”
“But it wasn’t my fault!”
“Just hurry up and get in. We’re already behind schedule.” 
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From your seat in the dreaded third row of the SUV rental, you slumped over the window tray and watched your brother’s friends bicker, as if nothing had changed after years of being apart. Not that their petty spat meant anything to you.
In fact, you were pretty preoccupied with an argument of your own: your best friend that definitely said they were coming on this trip had suddenly bailed. Something to do with her new flame? Whatever it was, it was utter bullshit. 
Regardless, that left you with your stupid brother and his even stupider band of friends as you headed to a music festival a handful of hours over. 
Your brother’s long time friend, Jung Hoseok - known as J-Hope to millions of strangers - was on the come-up. With multiple hit singles that racked up radio plays and Tik Tok streams, he was quickly slated into the tours and festivals sprouting around the country. One of them happened to be quite prestigious, which also happened to be the closest one to your current residence. 
Because of this, Seokjin’s friends flew in from all over the world to tag along for the ride. And even though they were grown and wildly successful, you still saw them as the same doofy bunch - maybe even more so since they were basically children with adult money. 
Turning your head to the other window seat, you snorted as the luggage that greeted you was enough to serve as evidence to your claim. 
For one, Jungkook had packed an entire duffle with what you believed to be production equipment and weed. When Seokjin half-asked, half-scolded him about it, the boy explained that he always got way too hyped after concerts or festivals to not work on his own shit afterwards. 
Jimin packed light since he was flying to another country right after the festival, and Yoongi and Taehyung flew in together but each had substantial luggage. Apparently, they both planned to stay longer after the festival was over since they hadn’t seen Seokjin in forever. 
You understood. Namjoon - the one waddling back from the house to bring the charger that he almost forgot - was the one that frequently saw Seokjin, but the rest of them were way too busy with their normal routines.
You loved them all, admittedly. Growing up, they would constantly be around, whether it was during family trips or just coming over to hang out. They seemed to always wind up at your house, though, and even if they claimed it was because Seokjin was the oldest, you were pretty sure it was solely because he had the best computer. 
Though you loved them all dearly, there was one in particular that you always found your eyes wandering to, your gaze lingering on for too long. 
Kim Taehyung. 
The same Kim Taehyung that was draped in a simple white tee and khaki pants, dark hair flopping around his head. He had arrived at the last minute - which would explain the game that he supposedly lost - and still had a mask on, so you couldn’t quite see his face. However, just from his broad shoulders alone, you knew he was not the same teenager he was when you had last seen him. 
Your phone rattled in the window tray. Instinctively, you grabbed it just as the bickering outside came to a close, rolling your eyes heavenward at the incoming text. 
Bestie: im sorry !! i wanted to go but there was just a change of plans 
Fingers alight with contempt, you dove into a scathing reply, paying zero attention to the man ducking inside the car to pause in front of you. 
“Scoot over.” 
That voice was much deeper than you remembered. 
Lifting your head, you locked eyes with the one you had an enormous - now very humongous - crush on. The shoulders engulfing your vision were the last things on your mind when his perfectly matured, maskless face was merely a foot away from yours. 
Almost losing yourself in his aura, you blinked twice before clarifying, “What did you say?” 
“Move. I get window.” 
“Umm. I’m already here?” It seemed that his face was the only mature thing about him. With furrowed brows, you realized that no matter how much he grew - and how gorgeous he became - he would still be the same. Taehyung had always been the one to whine or claim what he wanted, only a step above the boy that had a duffle bag full of midi keyboards.
He huffed out a laugh before leaning forward, and his breath fanned across your scowl when he simply ordered, “Stop stalling. Move or I’ll make you.” 
“Insufferable as always, I see,” you scoffed, shifting to the smaller and windowless middle seat while he huffed a sound of triumph and agreement. You shot another glare at the luggage taking up the collapsed chair next to your other side, hating your predicament.
It made sense to have his broader shoulders take the wider spot, but you absolutely hated the middle. “You could’ve just asked nicely.” 
As the man settled into his seat, you watched the way his biceps filled the white sleeves of his shirt, and the way his veins bulged in the forearm reaching for his seatbelt to pull it down. “I could’ve,” he replied, voice light with teasing, “But that’s no fun.” 
You sighed at his attitude; it couldn’t be helped. This ride was going to be a long one.
The rest of the boys had piled in during your petty fight in the back, and the lurch of the SUV kicking into drive made you realize that you weren’t buckled in at all. 
Damn Taehyung and his physique. You were so busy ogling that you ignored basic survival instincts. 
You had to reach over him to grab the seatbelt strap far behind your head, but when you pulled it down, you didn’t see a buckle. You weren’t exactly sure where it was beneath the mountain of bags, so you had to lift yourself off your seat to check. Tilting your body sideways, your eyes connected with the elusive latch, but that wasn’t what gave you pause. 
Because in your haphazard search, your ass had brushed right over a very soft, very prominent forearm. To make the situation worse, the skirt you wore was so short that it did nothing to shield your cheeks from his skin. 
Oh, shit. 
Immediately, you planted yourself back onto your seat, face flushed red with mortification. You didn’t even think to completely buckle yourself in before swiveling to Taehyung, meeting his stunned expression with agony. “I am so sorry,” you whispered, on the verge of shaking. 
It was imperative you turned away, fidgeting and taking much more time than necessary to strap in. From the front of the car, bits of conversation and fighting over the aux was happening, but your ears impressively blocked everything out. Your fingers trembled, enemies of your own safety as they refused to cooperate in such an easy task. 
And that entire time, despite your frantic apology, Taehyung hadn’t said a word in reply. 
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Damn it, damn it, damn it. 
The next hour trudged by like your legs in a dream sequence, your mind screaming at itself to process everything faster. 
No matter what you tried, there wasn’t any escaping the thought of what Taehyung was thinking. He was already pissy about having to sit in the back; of course he wouldn’t be keen on having more shit happen to him. 
After the accident, you received nothing but radio silence. Too afraid to even look his way, you instead buried your eyes into your phone, scrolling and refreshing your feeds an unnecessary amount of times even when nothing new appeared. 
Nothing seemed to stop the guilt that washed over your skin, leaving you clammy and buzzing with horrible pent-up tension. 
You weren’t wearing much under the skirt you had, which was already too short, in hindsight. Taehyung most definitely felt the firm press of your cheeks, skin on skin. Even if it just lasted a second, you knew the memory - or nightmare - would burn in his brain for a long time. 
So much for that crush you had. It couldn’t exist anymore. Whatever relationship you had with him was pretty much in tatters.
Damn it, why did he have to be so stubborn about the window? It wouldn’t have happened if you stayed in that spot! 
A thousand scenarios streamed behind your eyes: him getting out and demanding switching seats at the next rest-stop, him ignoring you for all eternity, the awkwardness between you two skyrocketing until you broke completely and ran all the way back home. Shame slipped over your guilt-riddled skin in another layer of deprecation. 
Until something happened that shut your brain off entirely. 
The softest of fingers grazed your bare thigh. 
Your eyes flickered to where it happened, the skin torched with a mere touch, pure shock fizzling across the rest of your leg. 
What just happened? 
Looking at him got you no answers; Taehyung was devoutly attentive to the passing scenery. You could only make out the defined curve of his jawline as he lazily watched trees and fields go by. 
Slipping your gaze down his arm again - only to bite your lip at the inseparable band of bracelets and coursing veins - you wondered if it was just a mistake. 
He did seem a bit lost in thought. Maybe it was a stray movement? With a slight pang in your chest, you assumed he was thinking about someone he left back home. 
You decided to ignore it entirely, lest you drag yourself into a hole you couldn’t get out of. But then again, you couldn’t get away from the fact that just a single touch, stray or not, lit your soul on fire. 
It shouldn’t have, but that was probably why it did. He had been friends with your brother for the longest time, and someone you only knew as off-limits. As he existed with your brother and the rest of them, you could only watch and yearn from a distance. 
When you were old enough for university, you went off to a faraway college and came back to news of his move, just when you started validating your feelings for him and wanted to scrape up enough courage to tell him. You had since buried them, knowing that he was both out of your league and now flying out of your time zone. At least, you definitely tried.
But now, those same emotions proved fatal, erupting from the depths of your heart from just a single touch. 
Proceeding to grow tenfold as Taehyung did it again. 
The second time seemed more deliberate, which excited you and frightened you all the same. Even though you didn’t want to get your hopes up, it seemed pretty clear that the finger skimming along your thigh was an invitation. To what, you weren’t sure, but you were accepting it no matter where it was headed. 
There had been many relationships, but none of them managed to light a spark as much as he had in three total touches. Was it the fact that other people were there? That your brother was there? 
You looked toward Taehyung, expecting to see him yet again looking out the window, to discover that he was staring right at you. Like someone feigning innocence of the exact crime they were committing, he just cocked an eyebrow before grabbing his phone in the window tray and checking it. 
What the hell was he playing at? 
Your face scrunched in outright confusion as his hand kept traveling upwards. Was he just messing with you? You wouldn’t ever put that past him. Even though his mere finger felt stupidly arousing on your skin, if he was just doing this to tease you, you weren’t having it. 
Abruptly, right before reaching the lining of your skirt, Taehyung stopped. 
He knew exactly how you were feeling and, of course, he was being an ass about it. 
That’s what you assumed before flinching at your own phone vibrating. 
Damn, he had your entire body thrumming and your bones waiting to jump out of your skin, didn’t he? At the slightest disturbance, you had almost rocketed into the ceiling of the moving vehicle. 
Checking your lock screen, you realized that the very person that was torturing you was the one that sent you a text. 
Taehyung: Do you want me to stop?
Excitement bubbled in your brain. You weren’t reading too much into things; he was acting with intent.
The whole situation felt like a fever dream. Were you really about to walk this tightrope with Taehyung? With everyone else - including the man that would beat his ass if he caught you two - within earshot? 
With slightly trembling fingers, you typed out an answer and stared at it for what felt like eons. But you sent it because, in the end, this opportunity was never going to come again.
You: No
As soon as you sent it, you locked your phone and turned away, instead focusing on Jungkook’s freshly blonde hair in the middle left seat. Of course the youngest would dye his feisty locks for the upcoming festival. It was so obnoxious that you forgot your predicament and thought that the color suited his attitude and vibe very well.
Nothing happened for the next minute, despite your body teetering over a precipice waiting for anything to start. Nothing except for another text coming through. 
Feeling a bit strange, you spared a quick glance at the man beside you before checking your phone.
Taehyung: Are you sure? 
He was giving you another out? This guy of all people? You didn’t expect this type of approach to these things at all from him. You figured he would just go for the things he wanted, just like he did with your beloved window seat. 
Was he trying to use this as an out for himself? You wouldn’t be surprised in the least. After all, it didn’t take you long to determine his train of thought: you were his friend’s little sister. There wasn’t much to it. 
But this was something you’ve been wanting for years. Even though you were in close quarters with the others, you were pretty secluded in the back row. No one could see much past your necks - well, your neck and his chest - unless they physically stretched themselves. And this could be your only chance to enter whatever grey area you were encroaching. It practically fell into your lap, simply because you fell into his. 
Instead of texting back a reply, you decided to show him how serious you were. Screw his texts. 
From the front of the car, your reflection in the mirror would have just shown a bored face looking away from Taehyung and out the other window. 
But what was actually happening was a skirt being hiked up, slowly and deliberately, so that your entire side was exposed to your brother’s very hot and very sneaky friend. 
You wondered what he thought of the curve of your ass sloping into your thigh, the skin you had lotioned the night before and right before leaving the house. The thong you slipped on didn’t cover much, so every inch of skin on your side was exposed save for a sliver of silk fabric. 
The air conditioning hit your uncovered skin, but that wasn’t what caused the buzzing sensation you felt.
It was the pure taboo. 
You know you shouldn’t have done it; things should not have gotten this far. Just this one action had changed your dynamic with Taehyung forever, no matter what happened down the line. Sure, you did press your ass into his arm earlier, but that was an innocent accident. 
But this? This was purposeful. 
Even if Taehyung didn’t react - which, to your dismay, he really wasn’t - you knew he wouldn’t look at you the same anymore. 
Speaking of which: why wasn’t he doing anything? Side-eyeing him from your spot, you almost made a noise of protest after you saw his sharp jawline turned towards the window again. 
He wasn’t even looking! You had been trembling  with all of your guilt and thoughts and he wasn’t even sparing your exposed cheek and thigh a glance. 
You felt stupid. So, so stupid. 
He was giving you an out because he already knew he wasn’t going to continue whatever he was doing. 
Now you just felt a cold sweat pool behind your neck. So much for the relationship changing because of something forbidden; now it would just be strained because you did something he didn’t want. 
Scrolling mindlessly through your phone with one hand, you started shamefully pushing your skirt back down, hot tears of embarrassment pricking the corners of your eyes. 
But then a strong hand swiftly closed over your wrist, the sudden grip lighting your nerves ablaze and rendering your mind completely blank. 
You broke your quivering eyes from your phone screen to see Taehyung’s bony hand pushing yours up your hip, slowly letting it go once your leg was back to being completely exposed. 
There was absolutely no going back now.
You used every ounce of your being to calm your breaths. Acting like nothing was happening, you kept your focus solely on your phone, reading words on the screen but not registering a single one. Even when a finger slid along the length of your thigh, turning into a pair of wanderers, until an entire palm felt along the curve of your bare ass, you didn’t dare break. 
But you had to expel that tension somewhere. If it couldn’t come out of your mouth, you had to release it in the form of a tight squeeze of your palm over your lap. 
The conversation happening in the front two rows of the car kept its liveliness, but you hadn’t clearly heard any real words pass into the back row. All that existed was your shuddering breaths and Taehyung subtly cupping your plush cheek, his little ministrations already causing slick to build up in your center. 
You had to look. With a quick turn his way, you saw that he was once again looking out the window, his elbow propped on the side tray and his chin in his palm. 
You were starting to wonder if he had done something like this many times before, or least enough to feign an innocent expression while doing something so dirty. 
A cheeky grope of your ass caused you to cough, and when Seokjin cut his sentence off to ask if you were okay, you stared back at his inquisitive eyes in the rearview mirror and nodded. You saw his eyes drift to Taehyung beside you, but you knew he only saw a man bored out of his mind. 
Bits of the conversation popped up again, and you discreetly shot a glare at your partner in crime, suppressing a sound when he gripped the flesh of your ass again. Of course, he had diverted his attention from the window to his phone, which explained the quick buzzing of yours at your side.
Taehyung: Be a good girl, yeah?
Fuck. The nerve of this dude was off the charts. He was the one touching you. It didn’t matter that he had a firm grip on your ass at that moment - you were ready to give him a piece of your mind. 
You didn’t get very far in your inner tirade, though, since his hand trailed from your cheek to the dip of your inner thigh. On instinct, your legs clenched together. 
The action seemed to pull a sound from him. Turning, you locked your jaw when you observed the new curve of Taehyung’s cheekbone peeking underneath his hair. 
He was smiling. 
That bastard!
You knew without seeing his entire face that he was trying so hard to cover up his evil mirth. 
Directing your eyes to his slowly spreading legs, you spotted evidence that you weren’t the only one being affected by your dirty situation. Deep within his khakis, you could see a growing bulge between his thighs, and your chest swelled at the same time your eyebrow cocked. 
It was your chance for a speck of revenge. 
Pretending that you were listening to Namjoon prattle off to Jimin about one of his houseplants, your forearm crossed over Taehyung’s, your palm settling on his inner thigh dangerously close to his tent. 
Only for a brief moment. After a second, you pulled away after giving it the slightest squeeze. 
From the way his muscles flexed under your fingers, you sure as hell didn’t want to take your hand off of him. But you wanted him to know that you weren’t going to let him have all the fun, nor be the only one to tease. 
You weren’t going to be the only one suffering in that goddamned SUV. 
And your brief stint seemed to work. His hand had stilled on the juncture of your thigh and pelvis for what seemed like forever and a day. With your eyes solely focused back on your phone, your lips slowly spread in a smug grin as you felt the weight of Taehyung’s stare. 
Two could play this game. 
But taunting Kim Taehyung was akin to taunting the devil himself: ever so slowly, his fingers burst into life again, their impish nature present in the way they twirled the material of your panties around before gliding along the thin fabric to your clothed center. 
Oh, god. You didn’t think he would go further than groping. 
If you thought you were already jumping the brink of no return, this was your one-way ticket to Hell and you weren’t sure if your gritted teeth were from lust or from wanting to deck him in the face for being so downright naughty. You were in the car with everyone, for crying out loud!
With bated breath, you tried to focus on anything - anything else - in order to keep a straight face. If only you had a moment of peace between that action and his fingers dipping down your clothed mound, much wetter than it needed to be in a public space. 
Biting back a moan, you praised the heavenly gates - ones that you would never see for yourself - that he hadn’t dove into your underwear just yet. But the pads of fingers making their forbidden journey down your folds had your sex clenching all the same. 
Holy shit, he knew what he was doing. Taehyung knew exactly where to skim his fingers without even looking: two of them sliding along the slicked edges of your clothed cunt in a teasing manner, and his damned thumb swirling over your covered clit in short passes, causing you to flinch when you had to stay still. 
Flexing your hips up to find delicious friction, you took in a sharp breath, hoping to every higher power that no one heard your intake. With a quick survey of the rest of the car, you determined that you were saved. 
But your torture was far from over because Taehyung decided that was the right moment to completely cup your folds with the entirety of his hand. 
Instinctively, you lurched forward and brought a fist to your mouth, bending over to cover your ignited face from the rearview mirror. 
His warm palm pressed into your core was almost enough to make you come. How the hell was that even possible? 
Coming was not an option; you couldn’t do that. You were already way too wet and if you didn’t stop soon, it was going to become blatantly obvious what was happening back there. As much as you wanted Taehyung to fuck you senseless with his perfect digits, you knew it would be too much. 
You grabbed his strong wrist, gripping it just a tad before wondering what to do next. 
For a span of two seconds, Taehyung didn’t react. With his face still undeterred by anything occurring, he waited for your next move, seemingly fine with anything you were comfortable with. 
When you didn’t release your hold on him, a finger pressed into your underwear and rubbed your bundle of nerves, and every limb in your body screamed. 
You were on the brink. You had to run in the opposite direction. Fighting with yourself, you pulled your flushed form from the edge, shoving them into safe territory as your hand pried his from your sopping center. 
Everything had to stop. Completely grind to a halt. But damn it, Taehyung made you feel good as hell. 
One more glance at his legs had your moral compass spinning out of control. The bulge had since grown from earlier, the sheer size of it poking from his khakis alarming and throwing you into a cold sweat.
He was huge. 
And you weren’t going to get this close to him ever again. 
That harsh truth alone was what caused your arm to stretch into his seat, your sure fingers boldly grazing over his confined cock. When Taehyung flinched and jerked his hips, you could tell he was taken completely by surprise, smirking slightly at his sudden head turn. 
You looked away right as he regarded you, and while you typed something into your phone, you swore your body temperature spiked under his gaze.
Your message was sent and immediately, Taehyung checked it. If you were alone, you would’ve teased him endlessly, but you could only keep quiet as you waited for him to read what you sent. 
You: Do you want me to stop? 
It was bold, but you wanted him to know you weren’t just his friend’s younger sister. You weren’t just some girl he could tease in the back of a car. There had been way too many things that happened between the past and now and, since he started this, you were going to make sure he saw it to the end. 
His reply was immediate. 
Taehyung: Fuck no
Mm. Time to tease. 
Locking your phone, you fixed your hair and pretended to once again listen to the conversation filling the front end of the vehicle. It seemed that some of it died out, with Jungkook reaching the point of the road trip where his hood was shrouding his whole head and Jimin quietly singing to himself while semi-invested in talking. All the more reason that it was better to stop what could’ve been the hardest orgasm of your life. 
You were most certainly regretting how hard your pussy was throbbing, but better to be safe and hurting than sorry. Maybe this is what spurned your pettiness to get back at him, too.
Leaning forward so that your head was close to Jimin’s, you feigned a listening posture for a bit, resting your head on one arm while the other stayed limp next to Taehyung’s leg. 
Namjoon was deep in conversation with Yoongi on how EDM was still great music, in a way. The elder boy wasn’t quite convinced, and some of his points had you laughing along even though you just started listening in. 
You were almost sucked into the debate when you felt your dangling hand grabbed and tugged slightly. You didn’t turn away from the front, but your eyes and smile widened a bit when your fingers were fully shoved onto Taehyung’s pants. 
He probably saw the situation the same way you did: when the hell would you ever do this again? At least you knew he was just as affected as you were. 
Now that you had a whole hand over him, there was no room for doubt: he was definitely big. Large. Not that you would ever get to feel him inside you, but holy shit, you didn’t even know if he would fit. 
You had to grit your teeth to not react to his sheer size, your fingers wrapping around as much as you could over his pants. When Taehyung shifted his hips, you felt his hardness press deliciously into your hand, and your smile strained as you tried to keep your attention on Namjoon’s animated argument in the seats in front of you. 
Your hand moved as slowly as it could to not make any sounds. But the mere feel of his cock, despite being confined in layers of clothing, birthed new life into the scenarios you had imagined for years. 
Now that you had an idea of his size, there was a high possibility you wouldn’t get any sleep. For days. You were already apologizing to the next guy you fucked because you knew, in your heart of hearts, that you would already imagine Taehyung’s dick slamming into you instead. 
He had thoroughly wrecked you in the span of an hour, and you both had all of your clothes on.
You unwittingly started to rub your thighs together, the slick culminating between them getting worse by the second. Damn, you wanted to rip through his stupid khakis and suck the life out of him, or at least feel his velvety smooth length in your palm for real. 
None of these thoughts helped. 
Unknowingly, you had squeezed him a bit harder than he expected, and he jerked forward and coughed into his palm to cover the low groan he almost whooshed out instead. At the same time, a hand reached out and gripped your ass - hard. 
You immediately let out a sudden cough of your own, alarming Namjoon and Jimin to turn back toward you. 
“Everything okay back there?” 
Shit! That was Seokjin’s voice. Exaggerating your cough longer, you nodded at all of them without saying a word, knowing your voice would come out suspiciously cracked. Meanwhile, the hand on your ass started following its curve into your core. 
“Yeah,” was all the man had to offer, innocent in his tone while his fingers were devilishly sliding over your clothed cunt from behind, “Just thirsty.” 
You had to sit all the way back to free yourself from his touch. This was absolutely wrong and the jerk knew it! His fingers, lightly damp from the wetness coating your underwear, were squished between your lower back and the seat. To your horror, he gripped your shirt and let out the faintest of chuckles. 
Yoongi tossed a look over his shoulder from the passenger’s seat, cocking a brow when he saw the mirth in Taehyung’s face. “There’s a pack of water behind you guys.” 
“No need to use those right now,” Seokjin cut in, “We’re about to reach a gas station. We can save the pack for when we get to the hotel.” 
To your utter dismay, you were indeed in range of a rest stop, realizing that you had been driving through a cityscape for some time now. Did Taehyung snatch that much of your attention? 
Two things had to happen. One, you had to take your hand off of his dick. As you thought this, your fingers were already being squeezed by a strong hand and pulled off of his heat. The immediate separation was awful, but you also had to make sure your clothes weren’t suspiciously rumpled. Gathering your wits, you dusted and smoothed down your skirt and your top. There was a good amount of time still before you had to assumedly get out with everyone else. 
Already, Taehyung was back to normal, throwing his two cents into the conversation with Jimin and Namjoon. You expected maybe one last squeeze on your thigh or at least one look towards you, but you got absolutely nothing from him. 
Was he really just doing all of that to… what? Pass the time? Nothing in his body language other than his softening cock showed that he was just aroused moments before. How was he able to keep his cool so easily? 
Another moment passed, and as Seokjin rolled the car up to an empty row, Jimin hugged Jungkook awake while the rest of them unbuckled. Beside you, Taehyung had already unlatched his seatbelt, perusing through his phone and looking as bored as ever. 
He had to have been putting up a front so as to avoid suspicion. Maybe once you were both back in the car, you could continue what was happening. 
But a sudden separation in the gas station and an awkward switch in drivers later, you currently sat next to Yoongi in the back seat, looking at Taehyung clutching the wheel and wondering what the hell you did wrong. 
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The rest of the car ride saw you struggling to not think about tearing Taehyung’s limbs apart. What the fuck was he doing? Why did he suddenly offer to drive the rest of the way to the hotel? Wouldn’t that make things suspicious?  
Tapping away on your phone to send a long message, you suddenly read over it and deleted the whole thing. It was pointless to send him something that you might regret later once he actually read it. 
Beside you, a low voice questioned, “What’s up with you?” 
Swerving your eyes to Yoongi, you quickly tried to come up with an excuse, knowing he was both keen and willing to tell your brother anything. “My friend.” 
“They make you mad?” 
Technically, your friend did make you upset. But that wasn’t who you were thinking of. “Something like that. Just flaky.” 
“Ah.” Yoongi joined his fingers resting between his thighs, and you watched as the multiple rings he donned glinted in the setting sun hovering over the passing horizon. “Those people aren’t always the best to hang with. They could end up hurting you.” 
Strangely, it sounded like he knew the real person you were referring to and that this was somewhat of a warning. But you were definitely inside your own head. “They were just supposed to come with us, and they bailed at the last second. Now I’m gonna feel like a seventh wheel.” 
“Fuck that. Enjoy yourself.” 
Your brows lifted just like your spirits, if just for a moment. “I mean, I’ll figure something out. It’s just…” You turned your head to the front seats, and Yoongi lifted a hand as if to whisper a secret in your ear. 
“Don’t worry about Jin. I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you.” 
As much as you appreciated Yoongi looking out for you, your brother wasn’t the one in the front you were concerned about. 
It was the one that kept sparing glances in the rearview mirror, their shadowy eyes observing you sitting comfortably next to his older friend.
Unwittingly, you sucked in a breath. A deep, dark fizzling in your gut told you that, despite his quick change of heart and seating arrangement, Kim Taehyung was far from done with you. 
And for the rest of the car ride to the hotel, you hoped to everything in the universe that it was right.
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part 2 spoiler: “you don’t wanna do this.” 
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multifandomwriter · 10 days ago
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x fan!Reader
Request: “I was wondering how Sebastian would react to a Y/N asking him to "choke" her for a pose in a one of those comic con photo ops because Sebastian is known to be kinda shy and blushes at compliments. So how would he react at this request” - @bbl32
Word Count: 1.8k
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You felt like your heart was beating out of your chest. You could hear the loud pounding of your heart, and you were worried everyone around you could hear it too.
Minutes felt like seconds.
You played with the elastic around your wrist; it was the only way for you to calm your nerves.
“Just breathe. He’s only a person. It’s okay. He’s just another human being” you reminded yourself.
It didn’t work.
You found yourself only a few feet from one of your biggest idols: Sebastian Stan. You were at Comic-Con, and you were lucky enough to get a photo-op with Sebastian.
You had been waiting for this day for months, but now that it was here, you wanted to run and hide.
You couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the man in front of you. He was tall, and muscular, and had gorgeous blue eyes. You felt so worried that you would embarrass yourself.
Oh no.
You were next.
You tried to take some deep breaths, but all you could manage was a few shaky ones.
Then, it was time.
He turned his gaze away from the person who had been in front of you in line: the one he had just taken a photo with.
His gaze met your eyes.
It was like a dream.
You had seen a million photos of those “steel blue eyes,” as Anthony called them, but in person they were different. They calmed you down instantly.
They felt inviting. They felt like home.
Within a second, all your nerves were gone. You felt fine.
“Hi, how are you?” He asked, sweetly. His voice brought you out of your thoughts. No longer tasked by trying not to embarrass yourself, it felt effortless.
“I’m really good. It’s so nice to meet you. I’m Y/N” you said, smiling at him.
You couldn’t help the giant smile on your face. You tried to stop smiling, but you couldn’t.
He held his arms out for a hug. You gladly accepted, and hugged him back. “It’s nice to meet you too” he said, softly. For the first time, you noticed how good he smelled. You were in love.
Something about him in person was just special. He was charismatic and charming. His smile practically glowed.
You felt a slight sadness as you pulled away from the hug. Then, you remembered it was time to take the photo.
“So for the picture, can you pretend to choke me like you were the Winter Soldier?” You asked, nervous about how he would react.
Sebastian was known to be more reserved, than some of his more outgoing Marvel costars. You didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.
His eyes widened at your request, and his cheeks instantly flushed pink. You noticed how flustered he got. “I...umm—yeah. Sure...of course” he stuttered.
It was a complete change in his personality. The previously charismatic man was now stumbling over his words.
He still seemed hesitant to do it, like he was nervous. He reached his hand out towards you. “Only if you’re comfortable with it” you added. The last thing you wanted was to force him into it.
He nodded, telling you it was okay. His hand was within inches of your throat now. You stepped forward, so he didn’t have to close the distance.
Then, you both turned your attention to the camera and showcased your best acting.
You pretended as though you were choking, and Sebastian used the stoic expression he used as the Winter Soldier.
He made sure that he didn’t actually apply any pressure to your neck, merely holding his hand against your neck.
The camera flashed, and he retracted his hand. “Well thank you. It was really nice to meet you” you said, genuinely. He smiled at you, awkwardly.
He pulled you into another hug, but when you both pulled away, he lingered. He lingered close to you, like he wanted to tell you something.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, the security guard called “Next!”
His eyes dropped, and you walked away. You were left wondering what he was going to say to you.
Maybe you had food in your teeth. Maybe you had made him uncomfortable.
Either way, you couldn’t think of a good explanation for what he could have said. You checked your watch and realized it was late. The meet and greet was your last plan for the day, so you headed back to your hotel room.
You were going to have an early morning, so sleep sounded like a good option.
Fast forward to you lying in bed that night: tossing and turning. You just couldn’t fall asleep.
Your interaction with Sebastian was playing in your head over and over. You were worried about upsetting him.
It sounded dumb, but you adored the man. His movies were always there when you were having a bad day or just needed an escape. He had always been there for you, so the last thing you wanted to do was make him upset.
You picked up your phone off the bedside table. You saw an Instagram notification.
You checked and saw it was on the photo you had posted of you and Sebastian.
There was a new comment.
@imsebastianstan: great to meet you!!
Your heart stopped. You quickly checked the username to make sure it wasn’t a fan account.
It wasn’t. It was him.
You could feel your heart swell in your chest. You began to wonder if he replied to every post that he saw or if it was just you.
You turned off your phone, and finally fell asleep as you processed the day.
You woke up the next day feeling refreshed. You finished getting ready for the day, and headed towards the convention center. The hallways were quiet, most people still asleep.
You got into the elevator and rode down three floors. The doors dinged as they opened.
You stepped out of the elevator and instantly felt something bump into your side. You got shoved sideways and you stumbled.
You reached your hands out to grab something to steady yourself. Your hands found nothing to grab.
Then, you felt someone grab onto your forearms. They kept you from falling onto the ground. You looked up to see who the person was.
It was Sebastian.
You couldn’t believe your luck.
“Hi” you said, bashfully. You felt so embarrassed that you had walked into him. You noticed how attractive he looked.
His hands remained on your arms. “Are you okay?” He asked you. You quickly nodded your head.
“It’s Y/N, right?” He asked, with a look of familiarity behind his eyes. You were surprised that he remembered you.
“You remembered?” You asked, shocked. He chuckled to himself. His cheeks were tinted with pink. “What can I say? You were pretty memorable” he said, giving you a shy smile.
You weren’t sure if it was a compliment or an insult.
You both looked down and you realized he was still holding onto your arms. He quickly retracted his hands, and wouldn’t look you in the eyes.
You knew this was your chance to apologize for possibly making him uncomfortable. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable yesterday. I didn’t mean to” you told him, honestly.
He raised his eyebrows, looking at you with confusion. He didn’t respond for a moment. When he realized what you meant, he chuckled to himself and looked down at the floor.
“You didn’t make me uncomfortable. I was just caught off guard. You don’t have to worry about it, I promise. I thought the idea was actually pretty great” he told you, giving you that million-dollar smile.
His eyes gazed into yours, and made it feel like he could see into your soul. It didn’t feel invasive, it was more comforting than anything. It made it easy to be around him.
Neither of you could think of anything to say, so the conversation lulled. “I’m sorry about bumping into you” he said, apologetically.
You dismissed him. “It’s not your fault. I should have looked where I was going” you told him.
Then, he had that look again: the look he gave you yesterday. The look that told you he wanted to tell you something.
His expression seemed hesitant, almost nervous. “Screw it” he muttered under his breath, giving himself the courage to finally ask you.
You looked at him, waiting for what he was going to say. “Do you maybe want to go get a cup of coffee or something?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck.
You grinned as you saw his tinted cheeks. “I would like that” you said, smiling. Relief washed over his him, and a smile appeared on his face.
He let his hand rest on the small of your back, and he led you towards the front doors of the hotel.
You both walked down the street in silence. “So?” You asked, struggling to make conversation. He looked over to meet your gaze.
“I don’t do this often, if that’s what you’re wondering” he said. He turned towards the coffee shop and held the door open for you. You quietly thanked him.
You both waited in line for coffee, and you turned to face him. He noticed your lingering stare. “I’m sorry. I’m just thinking” you said, looking away from him.
His gaze burned into you, and made you feel like your skin was on fire. “Thinking about what?” He asked, slipping his fingers through yours until they were interlaced.
He did it so effortlessly that it felt natural, like you both did it all the time.
“You don’t know me, like at all. But now we’re—?” You said, not knowing the right word to use. He nodded, understanding exactly what you were saying.
“I know this is weird and sudden, but I’ve never done this either. Yesterday, I was just speechless around you. It felt...special. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to you, but if it makes you uncomfortable, we don’t have to go any further. I would just like to get to know you” he told you, simply. You two had known each other for a day, but you could already tell he was telling the truth.
“I wouldn’t mind getting to know you too. I know this is weird because I obviously know who you are, but I just really love your movies. I’m not a crazy stalker fan, if you were worried about that” you said, laughing to yourself.
He grinned. “I didn’t think you were. You’re too pretty to be crazy” he flirted, bringing your hand to his mouth and kissing your knuckles.
You knew you were in for a very wild ride, but something about Sebastian made you want to take the leap of faith.
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multifandomwriter · 11 days ago
Gone in Time
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Y/N was Steve’s girlfriend, and she struggles to live without him when he stayed in the 1940s after returning the stones.
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: grieving, death
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You remembered that day like it was yesterday.
You turned on the news and you saw the headline.
“Captain America Retires”
Steve went back in time to return the infinity stones after the battle, but he decided to stay in the ‘40s. He lived out his life with another woman.
It broke your heart.
Steve was your boyfriend, and then you found out that he was gone. Sam and Bucky came to your house to tell you the news. They said he should’ve come back in a minute, but he didn’t.
He sent a letter that showed up instead. It said he decided to live the simple life.
The simple life that the two of you had fantasized about.
That was three months ago, and you were still far from moving on. Steve was your everything, and then you found out he was gone forever.
You were very supportive of his avenging, and you always had to prepare yourself for the possibility that he could die, but this was different. He didn’t die. He chose another woman and another life over you.
You stared down at your phone screen with tears streaming down your face. You were looking at pictures of you and Steve.
Then, there was a knock at your door. You quickly wiped the tears away from your face and turned off your phone.
You opened the door, and saw Bucky and Sam standing there. Their expressions softened when they saw your tear-stained face.
“Hey, Y/N” Bucky said, softly. You gave them both a small smile, trying to hold back the tears.
“How are you guys doing?” You asked.
Both Sam and Bucky had been your support system throughout all of this. They had come over to your house every day, just to make sure you were okay. You adored them for it.
One thing you didn’t understand was why they weren’t as upset. They both lost one of their best friends, and they just moved on. You assumed they acted like that in front of you because they didn’t want to make you more upset.
“We have to show you something” Sam said. You furrowed your eyebrows with confusion. You wanted nothing more than to return to your couch and wallow. Leaving the house sounded like torture. You had only left a few times since you found out about Steve.
“This’ll cheer you up, I promise” Bucky pleaded. You looked between the two of them. You knew they both had your best interests at heart, so you agreed.
“Let me put on some shoes, and then we’ll go” you said, walking back into your house.
You stared out the window at the passing trees. Neither Sam nor Bucky would tell you where you were going.
Sam turned onto a dirt road. “Alright, seriously? Where are we going?” You asked, looking at Bucky who sat beside you.
He struggled to find the right words. “We lied to you” Sam said, simply.
Definitely not the answer you expected.
“About going somewhere that would cheer me up? Where are we actually going?” You asked. You were starting to get uneasy.
“We lied about Steve” Bucky said, blatantly. Your head snapped to face him. You felt the sting of tears in your eyes. You shakily took a breath.
“What the hell are you talking about?” You asked. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears. It felt like the world was frozen still.
You saw the apologetic look in Bucky’s eyes. That didn’t mean you didn’t want to punch him and Sam in the face.
“Steve isn’t dead, Y/N” Bucky said, softly. It was like he was scared to admit it out loud.
Without even thinking, you slapped Bucky across the face. He winced and held his hand to his burning cheek. He didn’t protest. He knew he deserved it.
“You both came to my house while I was crying over Steve leaving. You came over to my house for three months and comforted me. You were lying the whole time? You didn’t even have the decency to tell me the truth as I sobbed in your arms?” you yelled.
The tears were streaming down your cheeks. “We weren’t allowed to tell you” Sam said. You scoffed.
“Tell me what?” You asked, still not completely knowing what was true.
“Steve's alive” Bucky told you, resting his hand on yours. He knew this would be the biggest news of your life.
Your heart stopped. All the anger you had towards Bucky and Sam was gone. “Steve is...he’s...alive?” You asked, barely believing what you were hearing.
Bucky nodded. Sam stopped the car. You looked outside the window and saw what you assumed was a safe house.
“He’s inside” Sam said, softly. Your heart started to race. “He’s here?” You asked, in shock. They both nodded.
Before anyone could say anything else, you ran out of the car and onto the front porch. You noticed how shaky your hands were as you turned the door knob.
You took a step inside and you were met by those beautiful blue eyes.
There he was.
Steve Rogers.
He was only feet in front of you, and you couldn’t believe your eyes. “Tell me it’s not a dream” you said, barely above a whisper.
“I’m right here, sweetheart” he said, softly. With that, you ran straight into his arms.
He wrapped his arms around you, cradling your head. You held him tightly, scared it was all a dream and you would wake up soon.
“You’re really here” you whispered, still in shock. He kissed the top of your head. He still smelled like his favorite cologne. You got it for him for his birthday once, and now it was the only he would buy.
You pulled your head away from his chest and looked into his eyes, taking him in. You wanted to take in every inch of him. You never thought you would see him again, but here he was.
“You’re alive, and you’re not old” you said, for lack of a better word. He chuckled to himself.
He brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. “How could I leave you?” He asked, sincerely. You felt a tear roll down your cheek. You were overjoyed to see him.
“They said you were dead. They said you stayed with Peggy in the ‘40s. I thought I lost you” you told him.
His expression softened. “It’s because that’s what I want the world to think” he told you, simply.
“Steve, I don’t understand”
“I’m retiring. The simple life. I want it all. I want it all with you. This safe house is our new home: to get married, have kids, whatever we want. Tony helped release that statement, so the world wouldn’t be wondering where I went” he told you.
You felt your heart swell. Steve was giving up all of his avenging for you.
“Are you sure? I can’t ask you to give up Captain America for me” you told him, taking his hands in yours.
A smile grew on his face. “I would choose you over Captain America forever” he said, simply.
You cupped his face and leaned in to kiss him. His soft lips pressed against yours. A tear rolled down your cheek.
“I’m sorry that you had to think I was dead. I didn’t want to risk anyone finding out, but I shouldn’t have kept you in the dark” he said, pulling away from your a moment. “Shut up, Rogers. I’m just happy I have you back” you said, pulling him back to kiss you.
You both were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. You turned around and saw Bucky and Sam standing by the front door.
They both knew how upset you were with them, but they knew it would be okay. They knew because of the smile on your face. They knew you and Steve were meant for each other, and that he completed you.
“It isn’t their fault. I made them promise not to tell you” Steve told you. You raised your eyebrows and then looked towards them. You instantly regretted yelling at them.
You walked towards them slowly and gave each of them a hug. “I sorry” you said, honestly.
They both nodded, completely understanding why you reacted the way you did.
“I’m sorry I slapped you” you said, turning to Bucky. Steve chucked behind you. A small smirk appeared on Bucky’s face.
“It’s okay, but you should know that I tried to get Steve to let us tell you. I saw how destroyed you were. I hope that you can forgive us” Bucky told you, genuinely. You just smiled and nodded.
“Old man Rogers was so worried about you. He was asking us everyday how you were and if you were okay. It broke his heart to know you were suffering” Sam told you, truthfully.
Steve walked over towards you and wrapped his arm around your waist. “So? No more Captain America?” You asked, looking at Steve. He smirked.
“You’re looking at your new Captain America” Sam said, and your jaw dropped. They all chuckled at your reaction.
“I couldn’t think of a better person for the job” you said, genuinely.
You felt so at peace. You finally had Steve back, and you got to live the rest of your lives together.
“We should get going. I’m sure you both have a lot to talk about” Bucky said. They both gave you and Steve hugs and then left.
As soon as the front door closed, Steve pulled you back into a hug. “I still can’t believe you’re here” you mumbled, holding him tightly.
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ficnation · 13 days ago
Hello there!
I've been reading your twd imagines and I loved it so far. So, can I be on your twd taglist? I don't wanna miss out anything 😁 thanks in advance!
Of course I'll add you, babe!
I'm so happy to hear you enjoyed reading my stuff 🤗💕
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multifandomwriter · 13 days ago
Broken Bones
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x daughter!Reader
Request: You are an actress starring in Infinity War with your dad, Sebastian Stan. One of your stunts goes wrong. - @maximeevansblog
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: broken bones, passing out
“Sweetheart, look at me. You’re going to do fantastic” your dad’s voice brings you out of your thoughts.
You looked over to meet your dad’s worried gaze. You tried to take a deep breath and focus.
Today was your first day of filming for Infinity War and you were beyond nervous. To make it even worse, your first scene was a stunt scene.
Your dad didn’t have to film any scenes today, so he made it his goal to keep you relaxed.
“But what if I mess up?” You asked, still being paranoid.
He shook his head. “Everyone messes up. It’s part of the job. What if you mess up and it helps you realize something amazing about your character. Mistakes aren’t always bad” he told you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.
Your makeup artist finished your makeup, and you got ready to walk to set. Your dad stayed with you the entire time. You got to set and you were greeted by the Russo brothers.
“You ready?” They both asked you, and you nodded your head. You got ready to shoot scene, and then you heard “action”
You started the fight scene with your partner. It starting going well. You were beginning to forget about your worrying, when you heard a loud popping sound.
You fell to the floor.
Your dad was next to you in a second. “Y/N? Are you okay?” He asked you. You winced as you felt the sharp pain in your ankle.
You cradled your ankle in your hands. “It really hurts. I can’t move it” you muttered, trying to take deep breaths.
Your breaths were shaky.
“Where are the medics?” Your dad called out, scooping you up bridal style. He walked you over to where the paramedics were standing with a stretcher. They were always on set in case someone got hurt.
They quickly looked at your ankle. “It looks broken. We’re going to have to go to the hospital” one of the medics said, pulling the stretcher towards the door.
You dad held your hand and gave it little squeezes to try to calm you down. It wasn’t working.
You were completely panicking. You started to hyperventilate, feeling overwhelmed.
They brought you into the ambulance, and you started to feel light-headed.
You lightly tapped your dad’s hand, trying to get his attention. “I feel like...gonna pass out” you mumbled.
His eyes widened. “Just focus on my voice, okay?” He asked you, but you could already feel your eyelids drooping. Before you knew it, everything went black.
You opened your eyes and squinted at the bright lights. You saw your dad sitting beside you. He had a worried expression, but it looked like he was trying to hide it.
“Hey sweetheart? How are you feeling?” He asked, softly. You simply gave him a weak smile and shrugged.
“You broke your ankle, and they said you passed out from the stress. So, unless you’re in pain, we can go home” he said, holding your hand. You nodded, and he helped you up out of the hospital bed.
He pulled the wheelchair next to the bed, and helped you get into it. “Everyone on set has been worried about you. They’ll be happy to know you’re okay” he told you, as he wheeled you out of the room.
He went to the front desk, where he filled out some paperwork for you. He brought you out to the car, and drove you home.
“Home sweet home” you said, as you walked into your apartment on your crutches. Your dad walked in behind you.
“I’m going to go change into some more comfortable clothes” you told your dad, heading to your room.
When you came back, he had set a stool up next to the couch for you to prop your leg up on. “Dad, you don’t have to stay. I’ll be fine” you assured him, even though you knew it wouldn’t work.
He shook his head no. He helped you sit down and then took your crutches from you. “Do you need anything?” He asked, handing the remote for the tv.
“Can you get me some ice cream? It’s in the freezer. Pretty please” you asked your dad. He chuckled and headed for the kitchen.
Even though you were an adult, in your dad’s eyes, you were still his baby girl. He always jumped at the opportunity to take care of you.
You grabbed the remote and turned on a movie to watch. Your dad came back with two bowls of ice cream.
You thanked him as he handed you the bowl. He sat down next to you. “So are the Russo brothers angry?” You asked, looking over towards your dad.
He frowned. “No one is angry. You got hurt. Everyone is worried, not mad. Just focus on getting better” he told you, giving you an encouraging smile.
You returned your attention to the movie and ate your ice cream. After you finished it, you leaned your head on your dad’s shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you.
Your eyelids started feel heavy. You knew it was probably the pain medication you were on. You allowed yourself to slowly fall asleep.
Your eyes fluttered open, when you felt someone move you. You saw your dad. You realized he was carrying you. “Shhh, go back to sleep. I’m bringing you to bed” he said, softly. You leaned your head back on him and relaxed again.
You noticed you were wearing your dad’s sweatshirt. He must have put it on you.
You felt your body hit your bed. “Goodnight, sweetheart” he said, kissing your forehead and covering you with the blanket.
“” You called out. He stopped in the doorway and turned around to face you. “Yeah?” He asked.
“Thank you for taking care of me today. You really calmed me down” you told him, genuinely. His lips curved to form a smile. He walked over towards your bed.
“Of course. I’m always here if you need me. I love you” he said, giving you a hug. You wrapped your arms around him.
“I love you too” you said. He left and closed the door for you to get some more sleep.
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multifandomwriter · 15 days ago
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader
Request: “Hey could I request a Sebastian x reader one shot where Mackie knows that they like each other (because they told him) and he had decided not to meddle, but he realizes that neither of them is doing anything about it and they're miserable so he decides to play cupid. And could you please add the phrase "keep it in your pants"?” - anonymous
Word Count: 2.5k
A/N: I couldn’t come up with a new character that fits into the show. So in this, the reader plays Sharon
“You’re staring again”
You quickly look over your shoulder and Anthony walking up to you. “Shut up. No, I’m not” you muttered, turning back to the salad you were eating.
You were currently on a lunch break. You were in the process of filming the Falcon and the Winter Soldier show.
You may have developed a slight crush on Sebastian, throughout your years in the MCU.
Unfortunately for you, Anthony knew about your not-so-subtle crush. You told him. Well actually, no you didn’t.
You had been texting one of your friends who knew how you felt about Sebastian. You had stepped away from your phone for a second, and she sent a reply. Her reply said: “It totally sounds like Sebastian likes you too. Just take the leap and ask him out”
Anthony heard the phone vibrate and glanced over at it, thinking it was his. He quickly realized it was yours. Luckily, no one else was around the two of you.
You had to make him promise not to tell Sebastian. He agreed, but he had been using it to tease you for years.
“I don’t know why you don’t just go ask him out. I’m sure he would say yes” Anthony said, continuing to pester you.
His goal was to get you two together by the end of filming. It wasn’t as easy as he thought. You both were far too scared to admit how you felt.
“Shut up. Here he comes” you said, trying to avoid embarrassment at all costs.
You wanted to tell Sebastian how you felt. You had felt this way for years, but you were too worried that he would reject you and you would lose a friend.
“There’s my two favorite people” Sebastian said, sitting down across from the two of you. You gave him a polite smile as you continued to eat your lunch.
You could feel Anthony’s smirk burning into your skin. He was like a ticking time bomb. He had promised not to meddle in your relationship, but you knew one day he would end up telling Sebastian everything.
Anthony sat and watched. He had promised to not get involved, but it was so difficult. He watched as Sebastian constantly stole glances at you. You were oblivious. He saw the giant smile on your face every time Sebastian was around. Sebastian was oblivious.
You both were too scared to the first move, so neither of you did. And Anthony was tired of it.
“So, Seb? You have plans tonight. Y/N’s been a pain in my ass recently. I figured if I get her a date, maybe she’ll be nicer to me” Anthony asked, smirking. If neither of you would make the first move on your own, Anthony had to push you to do it.
You felt all the heat rush to your face. You were too focused on your own embarrassment that you didn’t see how flushed Sebastian’s cheeks were.
Anthony was known to tease you for liking Sebastian, but he was never bold enough to do it in front of him. You took in a sharp breath, causing you to choke on the food in your mouth.
Sebastian’s eyes darted to you. You instantly started coughing. “Oh quick! Sebastian you know CPR. Do mouth-to-mouth” Anthony continued to tease. You sharply kicked Anthony’s leg under the table.
You didn’t notice the look of worry and concern on Sebastian’s face.
You finally cleared your throat, no longer choking. “Are you okay?” Sebastian asked you, sweetly. He wore a worried smile.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Can you grab me some water?” You asked, with a polite smile. He quickly nodded and jumped up from his seat.
As soon as he was gone, you punched Anthony in the arm. “Oww” he winced, grabbing his arm.
“What the hell are you doing? You promised to not get involved” you whisper yelled at Anthony. He just smirked at you.
“You’re so caught up in the what-ifs, but you haven’t even considered what could happen if he likes you too” Anthony said, raising his eyebrows. He clearly knew something, but he would never tell you explicitly. Sebastian had made him promise not to.
You rolled your eyes. “News flash, this isn’t a fairytale. Not everything ends in happily ever after. So, let me handle it” you said, crossing your arms.
Anthony huffed. “What if you’re missing out on an amazing opportunity?” He countered.
“Then let me make that decision for myself” you said, quickly as Sebastian returned to the table.
“Thank you” you said, softly. You gladly took the bottle from him and took a few sips of water.
You prayed that Sebastian hadn’t heard Anthony, or at least forgot what he said.
“We start shooting in five minutes” the director called out. You all stood up from your table and headed back to set to continue working.
Everything was going fine. Anthony was even teasing you less today. Then, you got to a scene that was just you and Sebastian.
Just before the director started to film, he got a phone call. “Hold on. This is my wife. Give me one second” he called out.
You looked over at Sebastian and gave him an awkward smile. “So?” You started to say.
“I’m sorry about what Anthony said earlier. He can be really annoying sometimes. I’m sorry if he made you uncomfortable” Sebastian said, with a hurt smile. You didn’t notice. You were too embarrassed to look him in the eyes as he talked about it.
Your reaction to what Anthony said hurt Sebastian. He thought you started choking because you were so disgusted by the idea of going on a date with him.
“You don’t have to apologize for him. I’m used to it by now. Anthony likes to tease, it’s just part of who he is” you said, honestly. You finally looked up to meet his eyes and gave him a small smile. You didn’t know what else to do or say.
You could feel Sebastian’s eyes burning into you. Before you combusted, the director ran back in to the room and you started the scene.
Later, you got a ten minute break and you went to go grab a sip of water before the break was over.
You ran into Anthony. “Hey Y/N. You know how we had that movie night a few weeks ago. We should do that again, but at your trailer. You have the nicer tv. It could be you, me, Seb, Wyatt, Daniel, Erin, and whoever else wants to come” Anthony suggested.
It seemed like an honest offer. “Okay. You invite everyone, and we can have it at my trailer” you told him, before walking back onto the set.
The rest of the day went by without any issues. It had been a pretty good day, actually. You and Sebastian had been filming some fight scenes against one of the Flag Smashers. The two of you could not keep it together. You both kept doing little things to make the other laugh. You eventually had to take a break for the both of you to calm down.
It was nice to hang out with Sebastian and just be yourself, even if it was technically work.
You found Sebastian after you were done filming for the day. “Hey, good job today” he said, giving you a high five.
“Except for when you kept laughing” he added, teasing you. You stared and him and jokingly rolled your eyes. “It’s not my fault that you were making sound effects for each punch you threw” you said, giggling as you recalled him doing it.
“Well it made you laugh, so it was worth it” he said, chuckling as he saw the sweet smile on your face. He walked towards you and you linked your arm with his.
“You coming to this movie night thing?” You asked him, as you both started to walk towards the trailers. He nodded his head, glancing down at the way you clung to his arm as you both walked.
Then, Wyatt walked past the both of you, going the opposite direction. “Wait, Wyatt? Aren’t you going to the movie night?” Sebastian asked him.
He stared at you both with a look of confusion in his eyes. Then his eyes lit up, like he remembered something. “Oh! No, I had a family emergency” he lied, unconvincingly. He was a brilliant actor, but that was not his best work.
You had a bad feeling in your gut. Then, your phone pinged. You pulled it out of your pocket and looked down at the screen. It was a text from Anthony. Your heart dropped when you read it.
“Anthony just texted me saying he got super nauseous and had to head home” you said, your heart rate speeding up.
You hoped you were only imagining it. All of your friends were slowly canceling, and you knew why.
You got to your trailer and Sebastian opened the door for you. You gave him a small smile and walked inside. You stopped in your tracks once you saw what was in your trailer. Sebastian came in behind you, and also stopped quickly.
You looked around and saw your worst nightmare.
There were rose petals scattered on the floor and a few candles were lit. There was even some balloons and streamers.
“I promise, I didn’t do this” you said, slowly. You couldn’t even bring yourself to look at Sebastian. “I have a feeling I know who did” he said, and you had the same idea.
“Anthony” you both said, at exactly the same time.
You didn’t know what to do. Was this your chance to tell him how you felt?
“Well since we have all these decorations, there is something I’ve wanted to tell you” you said, before you could change your mind.
Sebastian nodded, and you led him over to the couch to sit down. You took a deep breath before you spoke. Sebastian placed his hand over yours, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand.
It was just the right amount of comfort.
“So, we’re obviously really good friends. You’re one of my closest friends, and we’ve known each other for years now. Clearly, the last thing I want to do is jeopardize our friendship, but I’ve had feelings for you for a while. I don’t know if you feel the same way, but I just need to get it off my chest” you told him.
You could feel your heart beat in your ears, as you waited for him to say anything. You looked into his eyes and you couldn’t read his expression.
“Can...can I kiss you?” He asked, softly. The question threw you off guard. You had been expecting him to reject you, not ask to kiss you. Your confusion transformed into a sly smile, as you nodded your head.
He leaned in slowly, cupping your cheeks. He was slow to finally connect your lips to his, but once he did, it was perfect.
You had been waiting for this moment for so long, that you couldn’t believe it was actually happening.
You kissed him back, noticing how his lips tasted like a perfect combination of vanilla and mint. You held onto his wrists as he cupped your face.
The kiss wasn’t rushed. It was slow. You both were truly taking the moment in.
You both finally pulled away, taking a breath. He leaned his forehead on yours, and brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear.
“I have been waiting years to do that” he said, looking at you with that million-dollar smile. He placed a light kiss to your cheek and took your hand in his.
“Me too. So you really liked me all this time?” You asked, still in shock. He nodded his head. “I thought you knew, for sure. I told Anthony, and I assumed he ended up telling you. I thought that if you liked me back, you would say something, but you never did. So, I just assumed you didn’t feel the same” he told you, honestly.
You giggled to yourself. If either of you had just gotten the courage to make the first move, this would’ve happened a lot sooner.
“We are both such chickens” you said, laughing to yourself. Sebastian chuckled as he saw how amused you were.
“I couldn’t risk losing you” he said, as he leaned in to kiss you again.
This time, there was more passion behind the kiss. It was like Sebastian was trying to make up for lost time.
He gently pushed you back so were lying down on the couch. He crawled over on top of you, holding himself up with his forearms. You ran your hands up and down his back as he kissed you.
It was...perfect.
“God, you’re beautiful” Sebastian muttered, pulling away from you. He started to place soft kisses along your collarbone. You hooked your fingers in his belt loops and pulled him down closer to you.
He began to lightly suck on a spot on your chest. You couldn’t hold back the soft moan that escaped your lips. You saw Sebastian smirking. He loved the effect he had on you.
He loved watching as you reacted to his touch. It was bliss for him.
You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging every now and then.
“You are perfect” you muttered, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. You dropped his shirt to the ground.
Then he found the spot right below your ear. He softly sucked on the spot. He gently nipped your skin. “Oh Seb” you lightly moaned.
Then, the door to your trailer opened quickly. You both quickly looked towards the door and saw Anthony standing there with wide eyes. “I was going to ask how your date was going, but I’ve seen enough. Come on, Seb. Keep it in your pants” Anthony teased, smirking at the two of you.
You both were beyond flustered. You looked back up at Sebastian and his cheeks were flushed red. You pulled him closer to you and buried your head in his chest.
You were mortified.
“Can you go now?” Sebastian asked, not knowing what else to say.
Anthony chuckled. “I don’t know. I’m kind of enjoying watching you both squirm” he said. He was loving this.
You grabbed a pillow from the couch and threw it. It hit him right in the face. “Ow! Alright alright. I’ll go. You two have fun” Anthony said, winking as he left.
You threw your head back and groaned.
“God, I really hate him” Sebastian said. You nodded, agreeing with him. He pressed a kiss to your cheek, trying to distract you from your embarrassment.
Sebastian stood up and grabbed his shirt. After he pulled it over his head, he looked down at you. He held his hands out.
You gave him a confused look, but placed your hands in his.
“Come on. I’ll take you out to dinner” he said, pulling you up off the couch. You smiled as he pulled you close to him. He placed a short kiss on your lips, and you both headed for the door.
He wrapped his arm around you as you both walked to his car. You both did your best to ignore Anthony whistling at the two of you as you walked by.
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multifandomwriter · 17 days ago
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x trans male!Reader
Request: “Hi, you don’t have to do this if it would make you uncomfortable, but would you be able to do a Bucky x trans male reader where the reader ends up being beaten up for being trans and Bucky protects him” - @zach-attack
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: degrading and transphobic speech, violence, mention of head injury, mention of needles, pinch of swearing
It was something that should have been simple: using a public bathroom.
Many people went about their everyday lives never having to worry about their safety while using a bathroom.
That was not your reality.
You had just gone to the bathroom and you were simply washing your hands. That was it. You weren’t hurting anyone.
“Excuse me?” A man’s voice asked behind you. You glanced over your shoulder and saw that he was looking at you.
“Yes?” You asked, turning off the running water.
For a while, he just stared at you like you were supposed to understand some nonverbal message. You were beginning to expect what he was about to say.
“You do know you’re in the men’s bathroom, right?” He asked, looking down at you like you were stupid.
You took a deep breath, trying to refrain from yelling at the man to mind his own business. You nodded your head and smiled politely.
“I know” you said, simply.
“I think you better leave” the man practically growled. You stood your ground. “I’m just washing my hands and then I’m leaving” you said, grabbing some paper towels.
The man stepped closer to you. “Get out of here, you fucking creep” he said, making his voice deeper to intimidate you. It took everything in you to not run straight out of the bathroom.
“I’m just minding my own business” you said, throwing away your dirty paper towels. Before you knew it, he had pushed you straight into the bathroom wall. You felt your head slam against the tile wall.
You instantly felt a throbbing pain. You winced as you felt the impact. Then, the man punched you right in the stomach. You leaned over, reaching down and holding your stomach.
You swung your hand trying to punch him in the face, but it was happening so fast that you completely missed. In your weakened state, he easily pushed you to the ground.
You felt the cold tile floor against your body. He began to kick you in the stomach. All you could do was beg for him to stop.
“Please” you mumbled.
Then, you heard the bathroom door swing open. “Hey Y/N, you oka—wait! Y/N? Get away!” you heard a voice yell. You looked towards the sound and saw Bucky, your boyfriend.
Bucky pushed the guy away from you. He tried to push past Bucky, so Bucky punched his across the face. “I said go away” Bucky growled, clenching his fists.
“This doesn’t have anything to do with you. Leave us alone” the man, standing stepping towards Bucky.
“I wouldn’t have done that” you muttered to yourself. With one move of his metal arm, Bucky flipped the man over his shoulder and he came crashing down on the floor.
Then, Bucky rushed towards you. He cradled your head in his hands and looked into your eyes. “Are you okay?” He asked you, quickly looking for any sign of bruises or cuts.
You gave him a weak smile. “I just feel a little dizzy. That’s it” you said, trying to sit up. Bucky grabbed your forearms and helped you sit.
“Love, look at me” Bucky said. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned on the flashback. He pointed it in your eyes and you looked into Bucky’s eyes.
“We need to bring you to the hospital. You have a concussion. Just stay awake” he said, urgently. As he said that, the light started to burn your eyes. You squinted at the brightness of the bathroom lights.
Bucky noticed you squinting and slid an arm under your neck and one under your knees, picking you up off the ground. “So...dizzy” you mumbled, before everything went black.
You could hear people talking around you. There was a constant beeping sound that pulled you out of the darkness.
Your eyes adjusted to the bright lights that surrounded you. You recognized that you were in a hospital room. You looked down and saw an IV in the back of your hand.
You noticed someone was holding your hand. You followed the arm and saw that it was connected was Bucky.
“You’re awake” he said, a smile instantly coming to his face. You gave him a soft smile. You winced as your head started pounding again.
“What happened?” You asked him, softly. Before he could answer you, a nurse walked into the room. She was holding a clipboard and a small cup.
She gave you a polite smile. “Y/N? You’re awake? The tests just came back. You have a concussion. There isn’t much we can do, but this pain killer will get rid of the headache” the nurse told you.
You nodded, taking it all in. You took the pill she handed you and took a sip of water to wash it down.
Then the nurse turned to Bucky. “Just make sure Y/N rests and drinks plenty of water. If anything seems off, come back” the nurse told him, before leaving the room.
“Do you remember what happened?” Bucky asked you, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. You nodded your head, leaning back against the soft pillow.
“Thank you for standing up for me” you thanked him, sincerely. He frowned at you, kissing the back of your hand. “I will always protect you. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt. I love you, Y/N” he said, sincerely.
You felt your heart do a flip. Bucky was always so caring and compassionate that sometimes it was hard to believe he was yours.
“I love you too” you said, softly. He stood up, keeping your hand in his.
“You ready to go home? I get to pamper you and take care of you all day” he said, smiling. A mischievous smile spread to your face. He chuckled, knowing that look all too well.
“Only if we get ice cream” you said, smirking. A small chuckled escaped his lips. He nodded. “We can definitely get ice cream” he said, placing a kiss on your forehead.
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wndrcarol · 18 days ago
hi um okay a small disruption to asks. I’m making a daddy’s favorite masterlist so that’ll be up later today and then i hopefully will have part 6 out this weekend! so yeah okay! hope you’re all well <3
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