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Out of Time- Pt.9

Corporal Lewis Ford (John Walker) x Reader (nicknamed Dahlia)

You’re unsettled for days. Both of you assume it’s just Hamilton’s threats but it turns out to be so much more

Loss of personal autonomy, kissing, angst

You never outright liked your job. Hell it wasn’t a job. You never had a choice in the matter. It was a death sentence you were forced to carry out while you were still alive. You lived each and every day facing the next and not quite caring whether or not you did.

You liked it when you got to work with Maria and Nick. They didn’t treat you like a weapon, they didn’t just bark orders. They appreciated it when you slid it to put agents back together despite the risk to yourself.

The day your father signed you over to the agency, you were twelve. You were just a fucking kid. He’d gotten himself neck deep into some serious shit. When his back was to a corner he figured out that having a kid with the ability to put people back together was a pretty damn good bargaining chip. When an up and coming Hamilton offered him the deal, you would go into the custody of an agent until you turned eighteen and he would be free and clear, he took it and ran.

From that day forward you weren’t really a person anymore. You were a thing to be trained. A weapon to be honed. From the day his signature went on that paper up until the day you turned eighteen and were finally able to negotiate a new contract you have little autonomy.

Hamilton had also figured out along the way that you were a pain in the ass. He’d made secretary of defense, built on making shady deals like the one that landed you. You however? You never would listen too much. They put you in a private school once. You pulled the fire alarm to clear it then actually set it on fire once you were sure everyone was out.

When you were questioned as to why? You’d told them you didn’t like the color of the uniforms. Hamilton had nearly burst an artery. Dana, the agent you were in the custody of however? She’d bruised her lip, biting it so hard to keep from laughing in his face. 

She was killed when you were nineteen. A part of you knew Hamilton did it. You had no proof. You were able to move into your apartment. You got a friend of a friend to add the safe into the wall. No one knew it was there and it had seven different levels of security built in. If anything happened to you where you didn’t open it once a month with your fingerprints it would lock itself down. No one was getting into that thing after that, shy of them getting hulk himself in there to rip the front of it off and even then he may struggle.

For years you floated. You worked with teams or bumped into them. Stark was decent to you, he didn’t quite know a lot about you but when he saw you with Barton, he was ok with you. Rodgers was America's golden boy but a lot more than that under it. You couldn’t be around him a lot because he clocked too much.  Wilson checked in on you when he could, the two of you actually emailed fairly regularly, not that you could tell him alot of what was going on but it was nice to have some sort of contact. 

After the incident with the Sokovia Accords however? Everyone was in the wind. Either on the run, locked down or just looking for answers on long asked questions. You were alone completely, cut off from anyone outside of the agency and a few like Erik and Vivian. They knew you but only knew the surface of what you could present. You were drowning. 

The day you were woken up out of a dead sleep and told to meet a plane to Ciel Blanc you’d woken with a throbbing headache and a half drank bottle next to the bed. A weapon didn’t weep, a weapon didn’t dream. A weapon didn’t mourn. A weapon did what the hell they were told, fired where they were pointed and didn’t ask a damn question.

Then you walked off the plane, was led down into a cavern and laid eyes on a man that hadn’t opened his in seventy years and your entire fucking world changed. You weren’t a weapon any longer. You were a woman. You were something someone was afraid to lose. You were someone worthy of love, of caring about. That terrified you because you didn’t know how to take that. You didn’t know how to approach it.  

For years your life was something you were willing to throw away for any stranger, any civilian that needed protection. You would go toe to toe with Hamilton, with armies from around the world. You went on missions solo, just so you wouldn’t risk losing someone.  Suddenly you were worried about what would happen to someone else if you died. 

You woke up before Lewis, which in itself was nothing shy of a miracle. That man even after a couple years out of the ground was somehow still deeply ingrained with that military time. He woke up when the sun started fluttering through the shades most mornings. Of course, if the shades were open any he’d cuss under his breath when the rays would hit his blue eyes.

You shifted and glanced at the clock and realized just why you’d managed to wake up before him. It was three in the morning.  You looked over at him and he was turned on his back, one arm over his face. He looked relaxed for once, his chest rising and falling with every breath. You knew if you laid your head over on his chest you could probably fall asleep back with the rhythm of his heartbeat under your ear. You were just, restless.

What was it bothering you, besides Hamilton? You shifted to get out of the bed, trying to keep from waking him up. The plan was to make tea, coffee would wake him up with the smell. You just needed to think without worrying him.

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Lewis shifted in the bed, one arm reaching out to pull you into him and when he didn’t find you his eyes flew open. The bed next to him was empty. “Dahlia?” he called out and heard a muffled “In here” response.

He tossed the blanket off and walked across to open the door. When he stepped out into the living room, you were sitting on the kitchen counter, legs crossed and a mug in your hand that had a tea bag sticking out of it. “What’s wrong?” he asked, running a hand over his face as he walked over to you. You uncrossed your legs, letting them dangle loosely and so he could step between them, his hands finding your thighs.

“I just couldn’t sleep” you whispered and he nodded, fingers tracing shapes onto your skin “Quit worrying about Hamilton. He isn’t gonna fuck with me” he wanted you to believe him. He couldn’t take you pushing yourself this hard for him. He could handle it. He’d been eating pain for years. It was nothing new to him. Seeing you like this though? He fucking hated it.

You sat the mug to the side, your hands coming up to his chest. One hand found the mound of scarred tissue while the other played with the chain of his dog tags. “Lewis, you scare me” he stepped back at your words, leaning down to look you in the eyes “What?”

You shook your head quickly “I don’t mean it like that. It’s just… I feel like I have to stay alive now” yeah, you had to. Was not staying alive ever an option for you? The question must have been in his face because you pulled him back to you before saying “I never tried to hurt myself if that’s what you’re thinking. I just never had anyone who cared if I made it off a mission beyond the fact that if I died it meant the mission was a fail”

“Now you know why I said I wouldn’t go back unless I could take you with me” he whispered, brushing a kiss against your lips. “Bullshit, your ma loved you” you argued and he nodded, nipping at your bottom lip “And she would’ve fucking loved you too. Little spitfire like you? My ma would’ve had me marrying you within a few months of us meeting”

You shook your head, face ducking down to hide in the bend of his neck. He knew that was something you did when you got flustered. “I’d marry you if we weren’t under Hamilton. You know that right?” your voice was light but fuck, just hearing you would actually be his wife? That made his heart hit the beat it normally skipped. “Would that make you Mrs Ford or Mrs Walker?” he teased and you lifted your head to playfully glare at him ��Even if I had to be Walker in name, I’d be Ford in heart. If we ever get from under Hamilton I have to believe there’s a way we could bring your name back. Barnes got his”

He nodded, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips “You want my last name honey?” you nodded, eyes holding his so he slipped his dog tags over his head. Your eyes widened when you realized what he intended to do. “Lew..” he shook his head “Best I can give you for now” he told you with a small smile before slipping them over your head, gently pulling your hair up so it wasn’t stuck in the chain. Once the chain was nestled against your chest, he tapped the tags “There. Now, you know that no matter what happens next you have me and I have you”

You pulled him into a kiss, tongue slipping into his mouth as your legs wrapped around his waist “Can we go back to bed?” you asked, pulling back just far enough to speak against his lips. He nodded with a grin “Yes ma’am” and lifted you off the counter.

Lewis woke up later that morning, you were curled up on his chest. You’d fallen asleep quite literally sprawled across him, not that he minded in the least. He loved nothing more than waking up with you in his arms. Your legs were straddling his waist, your face tucked into his neck and your chest pressed against his.  The way he’d found you wouldn’t leave his mind. Fuck he wished he would’ve met you back then. If only you would’ve been with Chloe. If only you would’ve been a nurse. If only the two of you could’ve met without all this shit hanging over your heads and just be a man and a woman in love.

You shifted in your sleep, face moving to his chest and he looked down, a smile slipping to his face at seeing his dog tags around your neck. One day the two of you would get out from under Hamilton, he’d get you a ring. If you wanted to marry him, he’d make that happen. For now? Anyone that knew anything about those tags? Knew what they meant. You knew what they meant.

He couldn’t give you a lot, his hands were tied but he gave you his last name in the only way he could. He was yours. A part of him had been yours from the moment he woke up and you stepped in front of the guards, in front of the scientists and was the first one to approach him. The first one to show him a level of humanity and not be afraid of him.

You were his. Everything about yourself that you couldn’t or wouldn’t see as worthy of loving? He worshiped. You’d reached out to people you knew, that old team but with them on the run it had to be highly encrypted emails. You needed help getting the two of you out from under Hamilton. 

You were working every angle you knew. The only thing left was for the two of you to continue missions and hope for a damn miracle. That was the only option you had left.  You shifted again and when he felt your lips on his scar he knew you were awake. “You little shit, how long you been playin possum for?”

You cut your eyes up at him with a grin “Just enjoying my favorite place to be” he shook his head “You know, I was a hardass at one time. Bit everyone’s heads off that got near me. People were scared of me” you nodded slowly, your grin getting bigger “Oh yeah baby. You’re terrifying” 

He flipped the two of you over and when your back hit the mattress your grin slipped off your face, replaced by a small gasp. “Oh, what was that sound?” he asked, lips finding yours. You kissed him back, fingers tangling into the blonde locks at the nape of his neck before saying “Not fear, I know that” then you pulled him back into another kiss.

Training luckily had gone off without a hitch. Hamilton didn’t seem to want to fuck with his new favorite toys today. You nor Lewis minded too much about that. “I need to check in with Vivian while I’m here” you told him so the two of you headed across the compound to the labs. Since Hamilton knew, you didn’t give a damn about walking down the hallway with Lewis’ arm around you. What more could happen at this damn point?

He laughed when you tucked yourself further into his side and you cut your eyes up at him “What?” he shook his head “Nothing. Was just gonna ask if you want me to carry you. Might as well if you get any closer” you gasped playfully “Fine then” and stepped out of his grasp. “Get back here” he tugged you back into him, both of you smiling as you made it to the lab.

You knocked and Vivian hollered “Come on in D” you pushed the door in and she was at the computer, typing away. “What’s up?” she shrugged “Something big entered the atmosphere” “Like how big?” you asked and she turned the computer around to show you the readings along with her phone that had Stark, Banner and Strange facing off against something in New York “Like the gang’s getting back together big?”

“Oh fuck” you stepped closer and could feel Lewis at your back before he ever asked “What does that mean honey?” you looked over your shoulder at him, his blue eyes going from the screens to your face. “Last readings like this was when a black hole opened up and aliens came down onto New York?” his eyes widened “Well shit”

The compound was cleared, everyone ordered to go home and prepare for evac. All agents were to be on standby in case government officials and their families needed escorts. You hadn’t sat down.

Lewis watched you pace the apartment, three times before he stood up and stepped in front of you. “Breathe” you nodded, hands gripping his biceps as his hands rested on your waist. “I was in New York Lew. It was bad” he nodded “It’ll be ok. We’ll handle it”

You leaned up to press a kiss to his lips but about the time your lips met your eyes widened in horror one moment and the next you crumpled in a pile of dust. Time froze, Lewis felt his world shatter to his feet as he hit his knees. “No no no no” it was too late. You were gone.

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So... i started writing one thing and it said nope, it's going a different direction. So there's that.

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Since we have sleep texting... imagine the Marvel guys w the reader do sleep talks and/or sleeolpwalk

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Hiiii can you do the Marvel guys with tired reader

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Tired

Them wrangling their girl when she's tired

Tony will clock you quick. "Fifth yawn in three minutes" you end up glaring at him "Says Mr I stay up for days on end" makes a deal with you. He'll go to bed early if you do too and he'll go out anywhere you want the following day.

Steve has and will bodily pick you up an carry you to bed. "Steven! Put me down!" "I will, in bed so you can get some sleep. I'm not having anything happen to you because you were wore out"

Clint and you are that meme ("Truth or dare" "Truth" "When was the last time you slept?" "I changed my mind dare" "I dare you to get some sleep")

Sam reminds you to sleep. This man will pop up over your shoulder "Ok bed time" just to make sure you're taking care of yourself.

Joaquin will yawn too. "I'm tired baby, come to bed with me?"

Bucky will literally just tell you "Come lay down with me and Alpine. We want you" that's all it takes.

John tries to talk you into going to bed. You try to be a little shit. He threatens to tie you into the bed if need be. You raise an eyebrow then you both crack up laughing and that results in him just offering to lay down with you which works.

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Sleep Talking

headcanon for how the fellas react to a sleep talking reader

Tony has the ability to ignore it most nights. He's gotten used to it and let's face it when this man finally allows himself to go to bed it's normally the point of being asleep on his feet. The nights he goes to bed and is alert enough? He's a bit amused, simply for the fact you respond in your sleep also. He's been asked if he'd still love you if he's a worm, a hippo and a squirrel. All while you were dead asleep.

Steve kind of just lets it go unless you sound panicked. There's been a time or two you've freaked him out just for it to be you dramatically saying "They bought the wrong salsa!" he assured you he'd make sure they got the right one next time.

Clint talks in his sleep too. There's been a few times Nat thought she had a full conversation with you both the night before, spoiler alert. You nor Clint remembered it because you were both asleep and turns out Nat was just hanging out in your room. (nothing new on that front)

Sam tries to appease you if you sound upset when you're talking in your sleep. Once he had to promise you the cupcake was fine. He still has no clue what that was about.

Joaquin just talks back to you. No matter the nonsense you spout. "The cat had a fluff tail" "It did babe?" and that's how he falls back asleep. It actually makes you settle down too most nights.

Bucky is split 50/50. Sometimes he worries about you because of some of the crazy crap you say in your sleep. The other half? He's kind of amused by it, plus you're always rambling about him even then. Kind of boosts his confidence that he's doing something right.

John just does the nod and agree thing most of the time. He's probably agreed to some crazy requests you've made in your sleep and hoped like hell you didn't remember them when you woke up. Finds it part adorable, part terrifying. Depends on what you're saying.

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Out of Time- Pt.8

Corporal Lewis Ford (John Walker) x Reader (nicknamed Dahlia)

When you’re hurt on a mission it results in you and Lewis both admitting the threat you’re facing

Slight innuendo, violence, having to put a hip back into place?

You didn’t want to think about the overhanging threat from Hamilton. You’d seen fragments of the fall out of that machine, simply fragments of when a man is struggling to find balance between who he is and the weapon he was forced into being. If that happened to Lewis? You couldn’t live with it. He’d survived so much, faced so much. You couldn’t see that happen to him.

The nightmares came lurking in without you ever even realizing. The first few times you jolted awake in a cold sweat,the images faded from your mind by the time consciousness flooded in completely. When Lewis would ask you what was wrong, why you were shaking in his arms, you didn’t even have to lie because you couldn’t remember anything beyond a sense of foreboding in the dream.

When they began to linger, lasting scenes of horror filling your mind with Lewis being tortured you couldn’t even begin to speak when you would wake up. You’d find yourself simply sobbing into his chest. He knew something was wrong, you knew he knew. You were afraid to tell him, afraid to give voice to Hamilton’s threats because then it made it real, made it concrete that the bastard had that machine waiting, simply waiting for you to screw up. One slip and the man you loved would be thrown into hell the same way hydra had tortured Barnes for years.

Your agency was supposed to be the opposite of them. Instead they’d quite literally used them as a blueprint on what to do. You lay awake one night, your head over on Lewis’ chest listening to his heartbeat. That steady rhythm that was thrown off every third beat. A familiar comfort. He was here, he was real. You could still protect him as much as you could. You would protect him as long as you could. Your fingers traced the scar on his chest, the one that killed him long ago before the serum restarted his heart. If only that captain would’ve died, if only he would’ve survived the war. If only he would’ve gone home.

Tears started to work their way down your face at the thoughts of the life Lewis could have lived. A normal job, a wife, kids. He could’ve died an old man, surrounded by kids and grandkids after living a long and happy life. If that fucking captain would’ve just died instead of Chase. “Dahlia, tell me what’s going on” his voice was low, that growl it got in the middle of the night when sleep should be filling it but he was worried about you instead.

“I’m ok” you whispered, knowing he wouldn’t believe the lie before it ever left your lips. He sighed, sitting up and forcing you to move off his chest. He leaned back against the headboard before leaning over to click on the lamp next to the bed, casting the room in a soft glow. You dropped your gaze, hoping he wouldn’t notice your tear stained face. “Honey, you’ve been crying” 

You shook your head “It’s fine Lew” he pulled you up and over into his lap so you shifted to be straddling him so you could nuzzle into his chest, your head laying in the bend of his neck. “Nothing’s fine if you’re crying in the middle of the night” you pressed a kiss to his pulse point “I was thinking” “About?” 

The quiet that filled the room was so sudden, you were fairly certain Lewis could probably hear the neighbors snoring. “Promise you won’t take what I’m about to say the wrong way?” you asked, lifting your head to look at him and he raised on eyebrow “That don’t sound good but I promise”

You took a small breath before saying “I was thinking about the life you could have had… about how much I wish that captain would’ve died instead of Chase… how bad I wish you could’ve made it home” “Don’t want me here anymore?” he asked with a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

You shook your head, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth “No, of course I want you here. I just… I wish you could’ve had the life you were supposed to have. I wish you never would’ve had to deal with serums and super soldiers. I wish you could’ve just served your time in the army, survived the war and gone home” your voice broke slightly, a tear sliding down your face that his eyes tracked as you continued “I wish you could’ve gotten married, had a normal and safe job. I wish you could’ve had a family. I wish you could’ve died an old man after living a long and happy life instead of the hell you’re currently stuck in. I love you with my entire heart Lewis Ford but I would give anything to rewrite your story”

Your tears were coming in waves by then. He pulled you over onto his chest, wrapping both arms around you. “Dahlia, honey…” you knew he was at a loss for words. What could he say? He pressed a kiss to the top of your head then to your temple. “I love you. Did anything turn out how I thought it would? Hell no. Have I thought about how my life could have been since I got pulled out of the ground? Yeah, not gonna lie to you. The one thing I know I don’t regret is that I got you from it all”

“You wouldn’t go back to that day and change everything if you could?” you asked, looking up at him and he gave you that crooked smile that made you feel like maybe just maybe you could figure everything out so the two of you wouldn’t end up at Hamilton’s mercy. “Depends” “On what?” you asked. He pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose before asking “Are you able to come with me?” 

You laughed lightly “You’re ridiculous Lewis!” he shook his head “No, I just know what makes me happy. I know that I love you, that you make me feel things I never dreamt of feeling, even back then” “I’m not worth it” you whispered and he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips “Yes you are”

You kissed him back with everything you had, trying to put everything you felt for him in that kiss. Trying to let go of the worry, the stress, wishing you could take the pain he’d endured up until that moment away. When the two of you broke away from each other to force air into your lungs, his eyes had darkened slightly. “I love you” he spoke low, his voice making a shiver run up your spine. “I love you” you whispered, lips finding his again as he pulled you closer then turned so his weight was pushing your body into the mattress.

“You mean everything to me” he spoke into the soft flesh of your neck, teeth teasing the skin as his hands slipped lower. 

Lewis was seething. This damn mission needed an entire damn team. That was coming from a man that had taken seven against fifty and was successful. You and him were pinned down in a warehouse in southeast Asia. There was no backup to call in. It was take out this team, get the damn vial you were sent after or else Hamilton and his ever overhanging threat of the raft.

He hated that man. He hated being damn near helpless to protect you. He hated the two of you being shoved into dangerous missions. 

You tucked yourself into his side, unlocking your magazine and counting your ammo. “I’m low but they are too” he nodded “Make em run out, get em down to hand to hand” you nodded “My thoughts exactly” he pulled you closer, pressing a kiss to your lips “I love you” “I love you too” 

The plan was simple, cut the team in half. Make sure neither of you were in each other’s cross hairs then take em down. As long as you weren’t actively fighting too many you could use your abilities once the guns were out of the equation. 

Lewis moved out from behind the wall first, you slid out the other direction. You took out two combatants in tandem. He felt a smirk slip onto his face from how fast you moved in these situations. He made them return fire on him, dodging the bullets, knowing he’d heal but also knowing he’d prefer to not be bleeding when he needed to fight. 

He heard the telltale click of their guns and grinned at the handful or so he was facing and waved a hand at them “Come on then” they all rushed him but none of them could exactly land a blow that kept him down. It hurt, yeah but he kept his feet under him easily. Pain was by far something he could eat and keep moving. He’d done that just fine when he was fully human.

He took out the ones he was fighting and turned towards you in enough time to see your body get slammed into a wall. You curled into yourself, a loud yelp of pain leaving you. “DAHLIA” he ran to your side but you shook your head “KILL THEM AND GET THE FUCKIN VIAL”

He looked from you to the men and you begged him with your eyes so he nodded, sliding you his gun before chasing the men. He didn’t exactly even give them time to fight.  When he got his hands on the two that actually hurt you? Yeah there wasn’t much left of their faces. He grabbed the case that contained the vial and ran back to where you were still laying on the floor to his horror.

“Lewis, I can’t get up” you whimpered. He knew the two of you needed to light this place up and get gone within a few moments. “I got you” he pulled you into his arms, a scream of pain leaving you but he had to get you out of there so he could blow the charges you’d already set.

He made it out of the warehouse and hit the trigger. The place went up, shaking the ground but he ran to the suv the two of you had parked half a mile away. You had your face buried in his chest but he could hear every sound of pain you made along the way. Why hadn’t you healed whatever was wrong? 

When he got to the suv he laid you across the backseat, apologizing when you screamed out before climbing in the driver’s seat. There was a safehouse ten miles away.  “Check in” you gasped from the backseat as he drove.  Dammit, you were right. He hit the screen on the tablet that was in your equipment like you’d shown him. It was just a few moments after that the sound that let the two of you know it’d registered went through the suv.

“What’s hurt?” he asked you, looking in the rearview mirror at you. You had a solid sheen of sweat over your face, your left hip was turned outward and you were holding your breath on every small bump. “My hip. When I hit the fucking wall. I think it got dislocated. I can’t heal it until it’s back into place. You’ve gotta do it when we get somewhere secure”

“I don’t know how to do that” he admitted and you nodded “It’s ok, I’ll talk you through it. I trust you” he nodded “Ok”

Fuck, he hated the idea of hurting you. Even to help you but he hated the idea of you being in constant pain worse.

It felt like hours passed when in reality it was just minutes before he pulled into the land the safehouse sat on. He parked behind it, getting out the driver’s seat to come back and gently pick you up. You cried out, laying your head over against his chest. “I know baby, I know”

He carried you to the door, typing your security code in. It swung open so he walked in. It wasn’t the nicest place but it was better than some places the two of you had gotten stuck in. It had a solid roof and walls and strong locks. “Let me lay you down on the bed, I’ll get the kit out the car then we’ll do it” he told you and you nodded “Ok”

He walked across the large room to the twin size bed and laid you down. You whimpered but nodded. He ran back out to the suv and grabbed everything before locking it up and heading back in. You lifted your head when he closed the door and locked it. “Hey” “Hey” he replied with a strained smile.

He sat everything down then came over to the bed. You smiled weakly “Ready for this Corporal?” he nodded “Yeah” 

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You knew Lewis didn’t like the idea of what he had to do. From the moment you explained it. He swallowed hard but nodded. “It’s gonna hurt me, I’m gonna scream but do not stop until you feel it go back into place or you’ll hurt me worse. Ok?”  “Ok”

You took a deep breath and let it out slowly as you felt his hands slide into place on your leg and he counted down “One…two…” you screamed out when you felt the pop as the femoral head of your joint popped back into the socket. Your chest was heaving as you fought to work through the pain. 

“Are you ok?” he asked and you nodded, reaching for his hand. He laced your fingers so you gave his hand a squeeze as you closed your eyes, concentrating on the parts of your body that needed to be forced back together. Your breathing slowed as your body mended itself. After a moment the pain started to subside so you opened your eyes to Lewis watching you.

“Are you ok?” he asked again and you smiled “I’m ok. What about you?” he shrugged “I’m good” you raised an eyebrow so he scoffed “I’ve got a graze or two” you pushed yourself into sitting up “Take your shirt off” he grinned “There she goes again” 

You patted the bed in front of you so he slipped his shirt off and sat down. He had a graze on his right arm and one across his lower back. You mended them then laid your head over on his bare shoulder. “Well, at least the mission was a success” he nodded “Yeah”

After a moment you sighed “Lewis, I lied to you” you felt him stiffen under you “About what?” you pressed a kiss to his skin “Hamilton threatened you, to use a machine on you that hydra used on someone else. You’re not the first soldier to make it out of world war two just to fall into the hands of some government agency looking to use you for their own means.That’s where the nightmares have come in, where me wishing you could go”

He laughed bitterly, “Oh honey” and turned to look at you “The bastard threatened you with the raft. Threatened to tear us apart” you felt tears spring to your eyes when you realized Lewis had been living with the same secret you had “I didn’t want to worry you” you whispered and he nodded, turning to pull you into his arms. “It’s ok. We’re together, we’re doing the job, keeping the bastard happy for now”

You laid your head over onto his chest, lips against the skin. “We gotta find a way out from under him. He’ll keep us under his thumb until the day we die” he kissed the top of your head “We’ll figure it out, I promise you. We will figure something out”

Part 9

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That Waist

John Walker x Reader

Everyone be thirsting over this man's thick waist

John got a little insecure about his waistline. He was a well built man and took care of himself but he felt like he could be better. That same voice that was always in the back of his head, nagging at him. You however? You always seemed to be the voice that squashed that one.

He was in the gym, using the weights. He'd just got through on one of the many re enforced heavy bags. You were sparring with Yelena but after she left the gym you walked over to him, standing next to the weight bench for a moment. He felt your eyes "Yeah sweetheart?" when he put the weight bar in place and looked up you grinned "Can I sat on you while you do that?"

He raised an eyebrow "What?" you shrugged "Nevermind" and started to leave but he sat up and grabbed your arm "Wait" you turned and he saw a slight flush to your cheeks. "Come here baby. You can do whatever you want where I'm concerned"

He laid back across the bench and felt you hesitantly straddle him. He shook his head "I'll tell you like I told you last night though. Sit, don't fucking hover" you laughed lightly and sat down. He went back to his workout, feeling your hands lightly trail over his lower stomach under his shirt.

He stiffened at first but when he finished the set and looked up you looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes. "What are you doing anyways?" he asked and you grinned "I like your waist" he shook his head "Whatever honey"

Later he was watching a movie in the common area, you were in the shower. You came walking in and without a word crawled into his lap. Your hands went to his waistline, head over into the bend of his neck and within a few minutes you were asleep. What was up with you?

John was laid back across the bed when you came walking in your shared room. You grinned at him and he raised an eyebrow "What is it with you and my waist?" you shrugged "I like that you're strong as hell, you're gorgeous but you have a stomach. It's sexy feeling a real man underneath me or on top of me depending on the situation. All of you is solid and thick and..." you trailed off, eyes moving over his body "Can't I just show you how much I love your body?"

He laughed and nodded to himself "Come on then sweetheart, I'm all yours"

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Another idea bestie

Imagine falling asleep on the Marvel guys

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Falling Asleep on Them

Tony was showing you a new prototype. It was late but you'd wanted to see. When you shifted closer he didn't think anything of it. Then you laid your head over on his shoulder and a few minutes later stopped giving any input and your breathing evened out. When he realized you were asleep? He just kind of laughed to himself. "At least we were already on a couch" he shifts back to get comfortable and gets Jarvis to lower the lights. He actually ends up getting some sleep because he won't move an inch and risk waking you up.

Steve and you were watching a movie. You laid your head over on him halfway into it but he thought you were getting comfortable until you didn't say anything at a lively part and he realized you were out cold. He loves that you're comfortable with him so he just leans up to get the throw blanket off the couch to put over you and turns on another movie, he puts the captions on so he doesn't wake you up. He's not going anywhere.

Clint finds it funny how easily you do fall asleep on him. Any given time you can lean on him? You're dozing off. He's asked if he needs to find a baby carrier to just have you on his back for naptime.

Sam and you were talking when you shifted to lay your head over. You were still responding so he didn't think anything of it at first. Then you stopped responding. He turned to look at you and you were out. "Ok then" he just shifts to get comfortable too.

Joaquin adores it when you fall asleep on him. You do that little "I'm not tired" thing. Then you're getting closer to him, then you're shifting to lay across him then the next thing you're snoring.

Bucky will carry on full conversations with people with you curled up on his chest asleep. Yelena has questioned it, how it doesn't wake you up. "As long as she can hear me? She knows she's safe" and yes he's so damn proud of that.

John knows he's not going anywhere the rest of the day when you curl yourself into his side. If you want to sleep against him for hours he's gonna let you for the simple fact he's just amazed you feel safe with him. He loves it and is doing everything in his power to earn that trust and keep it.

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Out of Time-Pt.7

Corporal Lewis Ford (John Walker) x Reader (nicknamed Dahlia)

Threats are made, leaving you both desperate to protect the other no matter the cost

Threats of torture, talk of injury

“So, what exactly happened with the team you used to work with?” Lewis asked as you laid 

across his chest. It was late, you and him had gotten home from a three day long mission that had you ducking into alleyways and sleeping in shifts. It was hell, nothing either of you were strangers to however. He’d gotten shot in the arm, you’d caught a knife to the side. Thanks to the serum and your abilities neither of you bore a mark but for those moments you both had to witness the other pouring blood? It hadn’t exactly been enjoyable. Every other thought had gotten pushed out of your heads. 

“I didn’t exactly work with them per say? I bumped into them at times” you explained and he nodded slowly “Sounds like you’re adding words there honey just to add them. Talk to me” you sighed, reaching a hand out to trace over the scar on his chest “The sokovia accords. It was either sign over to let the government keep track of them, be able to make decisions on when and where they went in or keep doing things their own way. It was more than that of course but that was the root”

You hadn’t had a dog in that fight. Your life belonged to the agency. You belonged to the agency until either you or Hamilton died and the only way you got out upon Hamilton’s death was if the next secretary released you or if the president stepped in.

“Where are they now?” he asked and you shrugged “Some of them are still on the run, one is on house arrest or well farm arrest. The other is in New York” He laughed lightly and when you cut your eyes up at him he smiled “Guess we had something in common too. Last ones standing whether we like it or not”

You laughed into his chest “Guess so” he shifted to tug you over on top of him, wrapping his arms around you like he did most nights. He always wanted you as close as possible, like he was worried he’d fall asleep and you’d be gone. You nuzzled your face into the bend of his neck, pressing your lips over his pulse point. His heartbeat was still just slightly off, like every third beat it had to remind itself what it was doing. That slight hesitation before another thump would sound. 

It was permanent from what you could tell. The question you nor Vivian knew was if it was a natural heart murmur that hadn’t been caught in the forties or if the serum had just changed him to that point. He was healthy on every mark, that was the only thing that mattered to you. Plus at this point? The unusual heartbeat was like a lullaby to you. It could calm you down no matter what because it was him.

“Like a damn cat” he chuckled but you knew he didn’t mind it in the least, if you looked up he’d have that little smirk on his face he got when he was trying not to smile. “I can always go sleep on my side of the bed? Or in my room?” you offered, acting like you were going to climb off his chest and he all but growled “Don’t you dare” 

You were the closest to happiest you’d ever been. In the arms of a man that should have died, even of old age before you were born or at the very least when you were young. Both yours and his hands were drenched in blood. Both of you had done things, seen things that woke you up covered in sweat in the middle of the night. 

Yet in the middle of the chaos that was your mind, he managed to bring you security and in the middle of the war he’d long since been locked in you managed to bring him just a tiny bit of peace.

“I love you honey” he whispered low, voice rumbling under your head. You smiled as you felt his fingers slip under the shirt you were wearing, not a sexual touch, just wanting to feel you close to him. “I love you too” at least you could protect him, by listening to Hamilton, being his good little weapon you ensured that Lewis never had to endure the tech they pulled from hydra.

A few days before this last mission Hamilton had caught you in Vivian’s lab. You and Lewis were there to do more testing on him, simply because you wanted to make sure the results hadn’t changed any since he’d been out of the ground for a while. Your fear was that his body would metabolize it and something would go wrong.

You were standing at one of the computers, Vivian talking to Lewis when there was a knock on the open door. You glanced up to see secretary Hamilton standing there. What he was doing on this side of the compound you weren’t sure because he always called the labs the basement. “Yes sir?” you asked, your spine straightening. You could see Lewis tense out the corner of your eye and Vivian tried to suppress the full body shiver she had any time she was in Hamilton’s vicinity. “Ms Lockwood, can we speak?” 

You cut your eyes at Vivian and Lewis and Hamilton grinned “I’m sure they’ll be fine without you for half an hour” you nodded “Make sure if any blood is drawn..” “Straight to the incinerator as soon as the testing is done, I know” Vivian finished and you smiled at her “I’ll be back” you were looking at her but speaking to Lewis. You turned to look at Hamilton, “Let me grab my coat”

You followed him out of the lab and he waved a hand towards the exit door. You didn’t like this, at all. You didn’t have a gun on you. There were a couple knives on your body along with your abilities but you didn’t like the secrecy, especially him corralling you away from Lewis. “Come now Dahlia. We’ve known each other for years. I don’t bite” you nodded and followed him outside to a waiting blacked out SUV. 

When you climbed inside he handed you a folder. “I have a few targets I need you to take care of. Should be simple enough. Two have had heart attacks in the past, one has a family history of strokes. You can be in and out and it will be ruled natural causes” you looked from the folder to him “I wasn’t supposed to have to do this type of thing anymore” he nodded slowly “Yes but you also want your boyfriend to stay off ice”

Your eyes widened and he chuckled low “Oh yeah dear, I know. There isn’t many steps you can take I don’t know” you felt like you couldn’t breathe, like there was a solid weight sitting on your chest as the suv pulled to a stop and he waved at the door “Come, I want you to see before you disagree with anything I have to say” you tucked the folder under your arm with shaking hands and climbed out the suv behind him.

You had no idea where you were. The place was non descriptive and you hadn’t exactly been paying attention on the ride. When Hamilton opened the door, his guards going in first you felt your stomach drop. It was icy cold inside. 

He walked in further and the bastard sounded like a tour guide. “We kind of found the blueprints for this beauty in an old hydra base. Figured with our very own unstable super soldier we may end up having the need for it”

You felt your knees threaten to buckle when you realized just what it was you were looking at. The machine hydra used to create the winter soldier. You lunged for him and had three guns pointed to your head before you could blink. “Go ahead. Your abilities are indeed invaluable but the Corporal? He’s the best asset we’ve ever had fall into our laps”

“He’s not a fucking asset you bastard” you growled and Hamilton tsk tsked. “Just because you’ve fallen for the soldier doesn’t make the facts any different. We need you both Dahlia. I’d rather not get rid of you or force him into compliance. You are invaluable in more ways than one now. You have the ability to keep him safe by doing whatever I tell you to AND you have the ability to keep him in line with what’s between your legs! The duality of a woman!”

He started laughing as did the guards and you felt your fingertips flex out on instinct. “Don’t” he warned lowly. You let out a breath, “I’ll do it” he grinned, taking a step closer and holding his hand to his ear like he hadn’t heard you “What was that?” you swallowed hard, forcing your voice to stay steady “I said I’ll do it. Whatever target, wherever. I’ll do it to keep Lewis safe” “Attagirl, now let's get you back to him!” The bright smile on his face made you sick to your stomach. “Yes sir”

Lewis wasn’t an idiot. He knew something was wrong from the moment you got back to Vivian’s lab after talking to Hamilton. You hadn’t looked in Hamilton’s direction as he thanked you for your time and disappeared. You stood off to yourself for a few moments but as soon as Vivian called your name he saw the flinch, the slightest twitch of your shoulders. His first instinct was to kill Hamilton there and there.

He was across the room and pulling you into his arms, repercussions be damned “Honey, did he hurt you?” you shook your head “I’m fine Lew” but the way you wouldn’t meet his eyes, the slight tremor to your voice. He knew something happened in that span of time you were gone from him. Whatever it was had bothered you and it had involved him in some way. 

You wrapped the testing not long after that, telling Vivian you and him would come back another day. You used the excuse that you had a migraine. He knew that was another lie because you would have asked him to drive if that was the case. Then when the two of you got back to the apartment you didn’t want food, you didn’t even try to kiss him. You just crawled into his lap and asked him to hold you. He’d never been angrier or felt more helpless in his damned life because he knew you wouldn’t tell him what was going on unless you wanted to, no matter how much he pushed so the only thing he’d been able to do was hold you.

When the mission popped up, you seemed almost relieved just to get out of D.C. for a few days. Even when you caught a knife to the side, even when you and him were crammed into a tiny bathroom in some gas station in Beijing to patch each other up you seemed more relaxed than you had the days before. 

It made him wonder yet again just what Hamilton had done or said to shake you up. He hadn’t seen you back down from anything since the day he met you and hell that included himself half crazed, waking up after seventy years.

Training was part of your lives. You barely had time to breathe after missions before it resumed.  You and Lewis were in the gym with Cain and a couple more agents. The usual sparring sessions. You and Lewis were both working on taking on multiple opponents and Cain had the idea that the two of you needed to spar as partners against multiple opponents. The results? You’d had to line up agents to put their parts back together because you and Lewis both had accidentally dislocated a few things.

You were squatted down, checking on one of the agents’ ankles when you heard Hamilton’s voice and your back went ramrod straight. The agent chuckled low “Yeah, that happens” 

You stood and turned to face him, seeing Lewis and Cain both halt their movements across the gym. He smiled “Just wanted to say nice job on the assignments” you nodded “Thank you sir”

He motioned over to Lewis “How’s the Corporal?” “Well enough” you replied, you didn’t want him around Lewis. Mainly because you hadn’t hid that something was wrong too well after your last interaction with the man in front of you or well you hadn’t been able to hide it. Lewis clocked your bullshit from a mile away.

“I’m gonna have a word with him, ok?” What were you supposed to do? You couldn’t argue “With or without me?” you asked and he chuckled “Dahlia, he’s old enough to be your grandpa. I think he can have a man to man without a chaperone” then walked over to Lewis. You gritted your teeth and said a silent prayer to anyone that may be listening to someone like you that Lewis didn’t just swing the moment he got close enough.

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“This bastard” Lewis muttered and Cain bumped his arm before shaking his head “Hold your temper man. He can hurt her” Lewis’ eyes flickered to Cain who nodded across the gym to where you were still checking on agents. What exactly did he mean by that?

Cain gave a sharp nod then walked away. When he passed Hamilton he gave a nod “Secretary Hamilton” “Agent” 

Hamilton stopped in front of Lewis and nodded “Corporal” “Secretary” Lewis greeted. The two men stared at each other for a moment before Hamilton smiled and slapped his hands together “Let’s talk” then it struck Lewis why he’d hated Hamilton from the start. He reminded him of that god damn Kraut. The false niceties with a psychotic bastard underneath.  

“Talk” Lewis offered and Hamilton shook his head “Not here, let me buy you a coffee” there was a cafeteria two hallways from the gym. Lewis looked over at you and Hamilton grinned “Don’t worry you can bring her one back” before waving to the door.

As they walked Hamilton looked at Lewis “You’re a big fella, aren’t ya?” Lewis scoffed “If you’re hitting on me, you ain’t my type” “Oh I know, you like them shorter, female and to have been there the day you came out the dirt” 

Lewis stopped walking at his words and Hamilton waved a hand into the air “Come now son, let’s not play games” then kept walking “Did Dahlia tell you about the accords?” “Some of them” Lewis answered as they got to the cafeteria. Hamilton ordered the coffees and when they were sat in front of them he passed two to Lewis and nodded to the bar with sugar and creamer.

Lewis sat the cups down to watch Hamilton who put so much creamer and sugar in his cup there was barely any coffee left. “Well then I won’t have to go all the way in” he continued, taking a sip and the sugared concoction must have been to his taste because he nodded and turned to face Lewis “There’s an area called the raft. It’s for people that can’t be held in a regular prison” 

“What’s that got to do with me?” Lewis asked and Hamilton shook his head “Oh, nothing. It’s got everything to do with Dahlia however. It was made specifically for people with the same mutation in their blood that gives them abilities like the ones she has” Lewis took a step towards him and Hamilton grinned “Anything happens to me? She goes straight there” “What do you want?” Lewis growled and Hamilton shrugged “Just to remind you, that at the end of the day. I am allowing you two to continue to play house and be a happy little couple as long as you remain effective weapons. That is all I ask. Isn’t love worth that price?”

“You’re a bastard” Lewis told him and he shrugged “I know. Is that an understood type thing though?” Lewis’ jaw clenched tight as he stared the shorter man down “Touch a hair on her head, you better pray your guards can get a headshot before I get to you” “Is that an understood or should I get sweet little Dahlia hauled off to the raft before the day’s end?”

“It's understood. Any mission you put in front of us, we’ll handle you son of a bitch” Lewis turned to walk off and Hamilton called behind him “What about the coffees?” “Shove em up your ass” Lewis replied and damn the crazy mother fucker seemed to get amused by that answer because he laughed and muttered something about a “fun package deal”

By the time he made it back to the gym, you were done with the agents and pacing the floor. When he walked in you paused in your tracks and looked up “You ok?” he nodded “Let’s go” 

The moment the two of you made it to your truck, he pulled you across the seat and into his lap, both arms wrapping tightly around your body to hold you close to him. “Lewis, what’s wrong?” you asked, pressing a kiss to the scar that ran through his eyebrow. He shook his head “Just needed to have you in my arms for a second. Let’s go home”

He let you go reluctantly and you climbed back across the truck into the driver’s seat. As soon as you pulled out onto the road, you reached your hand out and he slipped his larger one into it. What the hell was he supposed to tell you? That bastard Hamilton just threatened you? That he threatened to rip the two of you apart if you didn’t remain “effective weapons” 

It didn’t matter. Lewis would make sure it didn’t matter. Whatever mission came up, whatever assignment, whatever target. It would get done. To keep your hand in his, he’d do damn near anything.

Part 8

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Still Second Favorite

John Walker x Reader

Kinda a follow up to Second Favorite Walker

Just some more fluff with you, John and Eli

You and John spend the weekend in Georgia

You were curled up asleep, John’s broad frame wrapped around you when his phone blaring to life woke you up. You groaned and curled further into your pillow. “John!” he grumbled something into your neck so you smacked his arm lightly “JOHN!” he jolted up “Huh? What?” you waved a hand towards his side of the bed “Your phone!”

He slipped his arm from around you to grab his phone. You heard him answer and was about to doze back off when he laughed lightly and said “Oh I’m sorry bud, thought you may wanna talk to your ol man” then nudged your back. You rolled over, one eye cracked open but saw the phone was held out to you. “Who is it?” “Eli, since you were on a mission yesterday on his first day of preschool and couldn’t fly down with me he asked Olivia to call you”

You sat up and grabbed the phone so fast John started laughing “Always the second favorite Walker” you rolled your eyes at him then pulled the phone to your ear “Hey bud!” “You ok?” you smiled at hearing his voice and the concern. You could hear Olivia in the background telling him she’d checked on you the night before which she had. “Yeah, like your mama said. We talked last night. Not even a bruise on me. Your daddy showed me the pictures of you from yesterday! Very cool looking! I like your new shoes and that backpack is awesome!” 

“Are you gonna come with daddy?” With Eli being in school now John had changed his schedule to fly down to Georgia every other weekend and Eli came to New York on the off school days.  “I’m going to do my best, I miss you and I wanna see your mom too!” you and Olivia had formed a friendship that although probably a bit unusual to some people was genuine. Maybe it was the fact that you adored Eli long before you ever looked at John outside of being his friend? You would take a bullet for John but you’d die four times over for Eli.

“Ok, mama wants to talk to you. Love you and daddy” “Love you lil man” you heard the phone shuffling then Olivia’s voice came on the line “I’m sorry if we woke you up. I know you got in kind of late” you scoffed “Now Liv, you know if he wants to talk to me, there is no limit on when you can call. You too while we’re at it. I’ll leave this meathead sitting next to me asleep in the bed and hop on the jet to Georgia if you two need me”

John raised an eyebrow like he’d started to get offended then shrugged “Fair enough” Olivia started laughing “Well I hope the wicked witch stays off your back so you can come with John. While him and Eli have their time we can hang out” “Sounds like a plan. Give Eli kisses for us. See you soon” 

After you and Olivia said your goodbyes, you hung up and held the phone out to John. He took it with a grin. “What you smiling at?” he shook his head “You gorgeous” he laid the phone over on his nightstand then tugged you over into his lap. You laughed at the sudden movement then when he scooted up so his back was against the headboard you shrugged and settled down against his chest, laying your head over in the bend of his neck. “Why you smiling at me?” you asked once you were comfortably cuddled against him.

“You’re this wild little thing. Former assassin, yet you love disney movies. Have kicked my ass in training and calls me out on any fuckups I’ve made but still defends me against myself. You supported me from the start with getting Val to double up on payments for Olivia just so her life would be slightly easier then when I started getting visitation with Eli you jumped in with no hesitation. You helped me when I didn’t quite know what to do and assured me when I felt like a failure. Why is it you’re with me again?” 

You cut your eyes up at him with a smirk “Your son is the cutest thing ever and I adore your ex wife?” He rolled his eyes and flipped the two of you so your back was to the bed and he had one thick thigh wedged between your legs, keeping them apart. “What was that again?” you grinned “You’re ok too” you added and pulled him down into a kiss.

It by far wasn’t your first time in Georgia. You’d flown down with John a few times already. The two of you always just rented a car and drove to Olivia’s from the airport. Her and John sold their previous place in the settlement and she got a new one for her and Eli. 

When John pulled into the driveway and parked you climbed out and the front door opened. Olivia walked out first but as soon as Eli was certain you and his dad were out of the vehicle he came tearing out of the house and threw himself into John’s arms. “Daddy!” you smiled at the sight as John hugged him tightly “Hey bud, I missed you”

Olivia smiled at you “Hey, how was the flight?” It was a first for the two of you to fly commercial over the jet but a mission came up last minute. “It was ok, a little stuffy but fine” you laughed and she raised an eyebrow at the look on your face “I’ve got a pot of coffee waiting” you burst out laughing “Have I mentioned I may just love you more than John?”

“Hey now!” he hollered from across the driveway. Eli spotted you and wiggled out of his arms to come running to you, you leaned down just far enough to catch him mid jump “There’s the true man of my life. You treating your mama right kid?” he nodded “Yes ma’am” you smiled at him “Good, I missed you. How’s school?” he started telling you all about preschool as the four of you headed inside.

Once you made it inside Eli hugged you one more time then wiggled out of your arms and grabbed John to drag him out to the backyard. You winked at him as he walked past “Have fun baby” he grinned at you “You too” 

Olivia shook her head “Those two are two peas in a pod” you laughed lightly “That they are” she waved a hand towards the kitchen “Coffee?” “Don’t mind if I do” 

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There was a time John feared he’d never get to be back in Eli’s life. Now here he was playing catch with his son. 

Eli laughed when John missed a throw, too caught up in the fact that maybe just maybe his life was turning out good. He was friends with Olivia again. He was a father to his son. He had a wonderful woman that loved him and would do anything for his son. How the hell had he managed this?

“Daddy! Pay attention!” Eli laughed again and he grinned “Sorry bud” before making sure to fully pay attention to what he was doing at the moment. He didn’t want to waste one second.

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You pressed a hand across your mouth to keep coffee from coming out as you laughed at a story Olivia was telling you from when her, John and Lemar were in high school. Apparently the football team had hosted a “womanless wedding” as a fundraiser once. John pulled to be the bride. “Please tell me you have photos somewhere or that Mrs Hoskins does! I would sell my soul for one, Ava would do unholy things to see it” 

She laughed “I might have some in storage. I’ll send em your way if I run across them” 

You shifted in your seat, the bruising on your side was a little sore but you weren’t letting it bother you. Olivia clocked the wince. “You know I was with him for long enough to notice when someone is hiding an injury” she spoke softly and you smiled “I wasn’t gonna let Eli down. It’s just some superficial bruising” she waved a hand “Lets see it”

You pushed your chair back enough to lift your shirt up and she gasped lightly “You shouldn’t have picked him up! You could’ve hurt yourself worse!” The bruising ran from just under your armpit down to your hip. You’d gotten slammed into a wall. “In my defense, he was running at me. I couldn’t exactly tell my favorite Walker no!” she shook her head but a smile slipped onto her face “I’m not gonna lie, when we got divorced? The idea of John dating? Moving on? I hated it”

Your heart dropped, thinking the worst. Was she about to drop a bomb on your life and tell you she still loved him like that? Wanted him? “But” she continued “The day I came to drop Eli off for his visit and we stepped off the elevator to John’s floor looking like a crazy disney employee got ahold of it? Something kind of stuck with me from that day”

“We weren’t together yet” you defended yourself and she nodded, a grin slipping onto her face “Oh, I know. That’s yet another reason why I like you so much. You loved Eli long before you loved his dad. I know he’s safe with you” you nodded “Olivia, I’d die four times over to keep your little boy safe”

She reached a hand across the table, covering yours with it “That’s all I could ever ask for. Me and John didn’t work out. A part of him will always love a part of him. We have been in each other’s lives too long to not but I am so glad he met you”

“He’s a pretty good man, when he wants to be” you laughed and she nodded “He is” about that time the man in question walked in the back door with Eli and looked from you to Olivia, where she was seemingly holding your hand and raised an eyebrow in your direction. You shook your head “Oh hush you”

He smirked at you then cut his eyes at Olivia “You taking my girl Liv?” she smirked at him “I mean, she’s pretty and loves Eli. I could do worse?”

He shook his head and looked down at Eli “We sure we wanna take these two with us to go get pizza?” you and Olivia both looked at Eli who nodded “I want them” so the two of you looked at John who just shook his head “I know when I’m outnumbered”

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Eli was between John and Oliva in the booth and rolling a car back and forth with you on the table. When all of you were trying to decide what kind of pizza to order, John wanted three meat. You, Olivia and Eli wanted pepperoni. You ordered pepperoni. 

The reasoning John gave? “I’m smart enough to know when I’m outnumbered” 

You cut your eyes at him and had never seen him look happier. Olivia glanced up and waved a hand at the menu “So, dessert anyone?” you grinned “Ohh, what looks good?”

John grabbed another menu as you and Olivia huddled over one and leaned down to Eli “What dessert do you wanna get bud?” 

After all of you decided and ordered Eli started talking about the next time he’d be out of school and asked about Christmas which was still months away. Your eyes got big and you looked from Olivia to John. They both had family here in Georgia. Your brother would go to his wife’s family anyways but you damn sure didn’t want to intrude. 

“She’ll come with your dad bud” Olivia answered for you and you knew your eyes were huge when you looked up at her because she smiled “She’s family too” you swallowed hard before saying “Yeah, couldn’t go on Christmas without seeing my favorite Walker”

When it was time to leave for the airport John watched you hug Eli then Olivia with a smile. You had become a part of both of their lives along the way. Eli came running to him and damn near crawled up him to wrap both arms around his neck. “I love you daddy” those four little words meant more than anything he had ever accomplished in his life. “I love you too bud”

“One of you let me know when you make it back home safe” Olivia reminded and you laughed “I’ll call”

One final round of hugs and it was time to head to the airport to be able to catch your flight back to New York.

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You were half asleep in the chair next to John, your head leaned over on his shoulder. Your phone was laying on your leg and when you shifted he saw the wallpaper was a photo of him and Eli and smiled. He wiggled his shoulder just enough to get your attention and you moved to cut your eyes up at him “Huh?”

“I love you” the smile you gave at his words made his heart flip. “I love you too…even if you are and will always be my second favorite Walker” he laughed lightly “Second is a damn good place to be sweetheart” and leaned over to brush a soft kiss against your lips before he let you get comfortable again for the rest of the plane ride home.

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Not Sorry

Joaquin Torres x Reader

You and Joaquin have some alone time in the pool

Pool sex?

You felt Joaquin’s arms slip around your waist, the water of the pool sloshing when he tugged you back against him. “Are you through teasing me, Amor?” you looked over your shoulder at him with a raised eyebrow “I have not teased you a single time today!” 

One of his hands slipped down, fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs “Baby, the moment you stepped out in this thing talking about I don’t think I look good you been teasing me” you weren’t teasing him. You just hadn’t worn a two piece in years and wasn’t too sure about how you looked in it. Considering you weren’t around anyone but the two, well now one combined avengers team you shouldn’t have been too worried.

Everyone else had trickled out of the pool, leaving just you and Joaquin behind. He twisted you around in his arms and you smiled up at him, his brown eyes shining at you “I was not teasing! I was just worried I wouldn’t look good” his eyes raked over you, bottom lip rolling between his teeth “Please, thought for a moment I’d have to get into a fight with one of the other guys then I’ll be damned if Ava wasn’t looking at your ass”

“Aww honey. You jealous?” you couldn’t help the tease when it slipped out. If there was one thing you loved was when he got worked up. You hated him feeling insecure on anything. Joaquin was absolutely gorgeous, a sweetheart and just an amazing boyfriend. When he got jealous however? That was always fun. He moved closer, hands dipping below the water to catch you behind your thighs so he could pick you up. Your legs automatically wrapped around his waist, arms wrapping around his neck.

You gasped when you felt how hard he was through his trunks “Damn baby” you muttered before his lips crashed against yours, tongue flicking into your mouth. Your back hit the side of the pool, his hips rolling into yours. One of his hands slipped between your thighs and when you felt his fingers dip below your bathing suit, you broke away from his lips with a whimper. “Joaquin!” the two of you were in the wide open. Anyone could see you if they walked back out there.

“What?” he grinned, fingers fingers sliding into you, the stretch making your mouth fall open, a whine of his name leaving you. “Attagirl” he laughed, teeth grazing your neck as he started to curl his fingers up into you. You gripped his shoulders, chewing on your bottom lip in an attempt to stay quiet as he worked you closer to that edge. When he used his thumb to tease at your clit you found that release, thighs shaking around his wrist as he continued to finger you through your orgasm.

Once you came down he pulled his fingers out, a grin on his face “How ya feeling?” you gripped his shoulders to pull him into a kiss, your hand slipping under his trunks to free his cock and line it up with your opening. He didn’t say anything just pushed slowly in. Your head fell over onto his shoulder, the stretch a delicious ache. 

Once he was sure your body was ready he gave a sharp roll of his hips and you moaned loudly, fingers digging into his flesh. “Just like that” you whimpered and he nodded, nipping at your neck “I got you baby” 

The grip on your thighs was bruising, his thrusts were hard and deep. You’d never felt anything better then the way he held you as he fucked into you. Your back rubbed against the hard side of the pool, skin heating under his touch despite the coolness of the water. You could feel another orgasm building and he nodded “I got you”

One of his hands slipped between your bodies and with one well placed circle of his thumb across your clit, you came hard enough he had to catch your mouth in a kiss to keep from waking up everyone within a five mile radius. 

His thrusts started to get a little more erratic, he was so close. You shifted your legs up a little higher, pulled him in a little deeper. He buried himself inside of you with a low groan and you felt when he came, some of it filling you up and some leaking back out into the pool.

He stilled inside of you, holding you as close as he could, pressing kisses across your wet skin. “I love you” he breathed and you laughed lightly “I love you too Joaquin” the distant echo of voices had you scrambling to straighten your suits.

You couldn’t make eye contact when Bucky and Sam walked through the gate. Both of them eyeing the two of you. “You two plan on coming inside?” Bucky asked and you burst out laughing which made Joaquin snort from laughing. Sam’s mouth fell open “You fucking deviants” Bucky raised an eyebrow then his whole face scrunched up in disgust “I’m getting the pool drained and cleaned then refilled”

They both spun on their heels and you couldn’t help but to keep laughing. Joaquin tugged you back against his chest “I’d say sorry but I’m really not” you looked over your shoulder at grinned at him “Me neither” 

@saintbusan

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OK ik ik its me again, how unfortunate

ANYWAYS.

Can we have another Marvel guys x reader where theyre giving her the dad lecture (cuz she smol bean like Peter Parker) since she went out of her way to protect them or did something stupid or used her powers irrationally (not exactly because shes not hurting anyone)

Thxxxx

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Dad Lecture Headcanon

Powered younger reader protecting them

Tony is terrified. You think he's mad, worried he's mad. He's not. He's scared. You put yourself in front of him. That should not have happened. EVER. "Kid" you look up and he's standing in the doorway of your room and you brace yourself for yelling, not that Tony yells at you, it's just you know he's upset. He crosses his arms and leans against the doorframe. That's when you see the set of his shoulders, the tension in them before he takes a shuddering breath "Do not ever put yourself in danger for me again" you try to argue but he cuts you off "Never! Understand me?" you nod once "Yes sir" then he swallows hard, forcing a smile onto his face "Come on, lets go get burgers. I'm starving"

Steve speaks without thinking when he's upset. Once the dust clears he's looking at you "What the hell were you thinking young lady?" it's when you shrink down that he checks his posture, his stance and immediately kicks himself. He steps back, lowers his voice "I'm sorry but you shouldn't have put yourself at risk for me. Powers or not. You're just a kid. If the serum can't fix it, I've lived plenty long enough" "I was just trying to protect you like you protect me" you manage and he tugs you into a hug "I know kid, I know"

Sam is LIVID. He's not going to speak out of anger. He hates that. He's not going to give you the cold shoulder either because he hates that. He just sits there, breathing for a few minutes before he speaks "For the love of god, please don't ever do that again" "I saw an opening, I saved you" you whisper and he nods "And I am thankful sweetheart but if something happened to you because of me? How do I face that? How do I tell Sarah you're gone? The boys?" "I'm sorry" you manage and he pulls you over on his shoulder "I'm not mad, not at you. I'm mad at myself for screwing up. Mad at the circumstance but never at you"

Clint doesn't say anything for a while after it happens. He's deadly silent as a matter of fact. When you approach him he just shakes his head "I know you did it because you care babygirl. I know just wanted to protect me but think about when I got home. Think about Laura looking for her oldest and not seeing you. Think about the kids looking for their big sister and you not being there. I have survived a lot. Laura and those kids have survived a lot. None of us can survive losing you"

Bucky is just scared something could have happened to you because of him. He's done so much, even if it wasn't his fault and if your death was added onto that? He doesn't know how he'd handle it. When you finally approach him when the two of you are down at Sam and Sarah's he pats the dock next to him where he's sitting. You sat down, your feet dangling over the water. "I was never mad at you kid, you know that right?" he asks and you nod but still feel that pit in your stomach remembering the horrified look on his face. "I'm not sorry for saving you" you whisper into the cool evening breeze. He half laughs "Oh I know, you're just as stubborn as I am. Just... try to be a little more selfish, please?" when you cut your eyes at him he just shrugs "Just a little" so you nod "Yes sir"

John is horrified, scared, pissed, ready to take himself out just to make sure it never happens again. How could he have fucked up to the point you had to risk yourself to save him? He's not mad at you. He's not gonna yell. He lost Olivia and the chance to be a full time father to his son over not holding his temper and not talking about his emotions so he's not going that route. He finds you in the common area and sinks down onto the couch next to you. "I'm sorry kid" you're not sure what he's apologizing for so you turn to look at him. "I'm sorry I fucked up, I'm sorry you almost got hurt saving me. I'm sorry I got mad about it"

"It's ok Walker" you're not sure what else to say. He offers you a small smile "You're a damn good kid. You're gonna be an amazing hero, just promise you'll never risk yourself for me again. Please?" you nod slowly and he lets out a breath then holds out his hand "Come on, I'll buy you some ice cream or something"

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Yoooo

Can you write Marvel guys w reader who's nervous/anxious pls? Thx

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Anxious Reader Headcanon

Tony is actually pretty good with anxiety once he learns about his own, how to clock it happening and what causes it. He builds in safeguards for you, whether it be just a word you can drop and he'll be at your side to get you out of a situation or he's comforting you to let you know it's ok.

Steve had every ailment under the sun before the serum. He helps with your anxiety in any way he can. If it's just clearing a room for you, making sure you've taken your meds or just checking to make sure you did in fact unplug your hair straightener.

Sam takes mental health as seriously as physical health because he knows they're tied in together. He makes sure if you need meds you've taken them. He makes sure you're keeping track of what might worsen your anxiety (he keeps track too) he's there any time you need him.

Joaquin, despite his sunshin personality has anxiety himself so he knows how it is. He helps you, you help him. It's an even split. He always manages to help you get your worst days under control and he gets you new stickers for your water bottle constantly as a way to get you drinking more water because your meds give you dry mouth.

Bucky can clock when something is bothering you damn near before you do. Since getting control of his mind back,he deals with a lot of mental health issues as well. He has his bad days, so do you. You both are patient with each other and always have each other's backs.

John, after he finally took Bucky's advice and got into therapy learned healthy coping techniques. When he knows your anxiety level is high he helps you in whatever way he can. If you're in public and it spikes, you basically tuck yourself into his side until you can get out of whatever situation you're in.