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[nekoannie-chan]

Summer kisses

Title: Summer Kisses

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Pre-serum!Steve Rogers X 40’s!Reader.

Word count: 229 words.

Square: 2 “Neck kisses”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You and Steve are shy.

Major Tags: Neck kisses, someone interrupts.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

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Summer 1940, Brooklyn

Steve looked at you shyly, often averting his gaze when his eyes met yours.

You both walked, talking little but occasionally exchanging glances. You watched Steve out of the corner of your eye, noticing how he rubbed his hands together as if looking for something to say but not daring.

“I like walking around here,” you said, trying to break the silence, glancing at the stores. “It's so quiet.”

You kept walking until, finally, you came to Steve's apartment. Steve moved closer to you, his eyes looking at your lips and then back to your eyes. Before he could say anything else, you reached up and gently touched his face. The brush of your fingers on his skin made you both stand still for a moment.

The next movement was slow, almost imperceptible, but at the end, Steve moved closer and kissed you, then continued and deposited a kiss on your neck, just below your jaw.

The brush of his lips on your skin sent a shiver through your body. Steve pulled away a little, seeking your gaze to make sure everything was okay.

“I'm sorry... I don't know if that was...” he started to say, but you interrupted him, touching his lips with a finger.

“No, Steve,” you whispered, ”it's okay.”

They continued kissing until someone knocked on the door…  As always, Bucky would come to interrupt them.

[endlesstwanted]

51 Reasons We Don’t Do Secret Santa

Day 2, Little lie Chicago Fire, Darren Ritter/Blake Gallo & Stella Kidd & Joe Cruz & Sylvie Brett & Brian "Otis" Zvonecek & Jason Pelham Wordcount: 1,148 words

Ao3 link

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Domestic Fluff, Team Dynamics, Humor

Summary: In a room full of firefighters, holiday chaos is inevitable. At least, someone as responsible as Ritter is the one who organised the Secret Santa gift exchange this year.

Created for: @12daysofchristmas / @fandombingo, Chicago Fire card — Blake x Darren + Neverwhere —  “I more or less trust him.” / @ao3tagbingo — Hijinks & Shenanigans / @fandom-free-bingo, World Book Night — Lies We Tell Ourselves / @multifandom-flash, July events | World Emoji Day — 🚒 (Fire Engine) + August events | Lazy Day — Playing games at work

Excerpt:

“So, let me get this straight: you’re putting everyone’s name in a spreadsheet and spinning a wheel online?” Blake questions.

Darren keeps typing, and nods. “It’s the only way to be fair, and the most efficient way to keep track. And I’m making sure everyone stays within the $25 limit.”

Blake feels like some teasing. “Oh, perfect —a spreadsheet for gifts. Very festive, very Christmas spirit.”

Darren turns to him, unamused. “It’s practical, okay? You can’t just leave it up to fate. We got paid! Also, you don’t even celebrate Christmas.”

Nudging Darren with his shoulder, Blake smiles. “I mean, it’s cute that you think everyone at the 51 is organized enough for that. You sure you’re not overthinking it?”

Darren rolls his eyes but returns the smile. “I’m just trying to make sure no one ends up with socks again.”

[zuzufromtheafterlife]

Hidden Kisses

A soft snort escaped from Zuko as he watched Sokka's overdramatic attempts to sneak them away from the rest of the gang. This had been the second time that day that Sokka had tried to do so, just as much enthusiasm lacing his actions as his head snapped to face Zuko, a finger held in front of his mouth to try and silence Zuko.

The small smile that had been making its way onto Zuko's face only grew more at the action, a laugh threatening to spill from his lips even as he tried to stifle the noise.

Sokka's eyes widened as he witnessed the action, hearing soft exhales of air as he tried to silently laugh. Not willing to have their cover blown so quickly, Sokka wrapped a hand around Zuko's waist and tugged him in, pulling the shorter boy in so their bodies were flush against one another.

Though that action itself sent Zuko's jaw clamping shut, confusion lacing his features at the sudden positioning, Sokka still very quickly dipped down to lay a kiss upon his lips, silencing him for the few moments they stayed locked together. Pulling back, Zuko was left stumbling after Sokka in bewilderment.

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[nekoannie-chan]

Mission interrupted

Title: Mission interrupted.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Brock Rumlow X Reader.

Word count: 270 words.

Square: 9 “I can't let you do that”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: Brock wouldn't let anyone hurt you.

Major Tags: Mission interrupted, feelings confession.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

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The wind whistled through the skyscrapers, carrying with it the smell of gunpowder and burnt metal. Your pulse was steady. Your breathing, controlled. Every muscle in your body is ready. This mission was yours.

You had planned it with great precision. You knew every move exactly, the safety patterns, the escape routes. You could not fail. You were not going to fail.

But then Brock appeared. His rifle was slung over his shoulder.

“Move, Rumlow,” you ordered him.

He didn't move.

“I can't let you do that.”

You frowned. Your grip on the gun tightened.

“It's not your problem.

“It is.”

It wasn't the first time your paths had met, but this time... this time it was different.

This time, you saw it in his eyes.

It wasn't just a confrontation.

It wasn't just a conflict of interest.

It was him, the man who looked at you that way on every mission, the man who found excuses to talk to you in the hallways.

“You have to back off.” It was a warning you gave him.

“I can't.”

You took a deep breath.

“Why?”

His face reflected something different, something you couldn't decipher until... It was fear... It was desperation.

“Because I don't want to lose you,” he finally admitted.

Your heart skipped a beat.

“It's not your decision, Rumlow,” you muttered.

“Maybe not,” he acknowledged, ”but I can't stand still either.”

He was willing to stop you.

And you... You weren't sure you wanted to face him.

“Brock...”

“Please... Stay. with me.”

That “with me” changed everything.

Because he wasn't ordering you to do anything.

He was begging you.

[nekoannie-chan]

Something in the wall

Title: Something in the wall.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 312 words.

Square: 7 “There’s something in the wall”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You saw something… or someone.

Major Tags: Maybe hallucinations, maybe someone.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

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The Avenger’s Compound was quiet that night. Too quiet. You were in the briefing room with Steve, Natasha, Sam, and Clint, going over the details of a mission.

You were leaning on the table, arms crossed, watching Steve point out some coordinates on the screen.

That's when you saw it.

A shadow. A reflection. Something.

There, on the wall behind Steve.

It was something or someone.

You felt a shiver run down your spine.

“There's something on the wall,” you said, your voice louder than you would have liked.

Everyone in the room fell silent and turned to you. Natasha arched an eyebrow. Clint stopped fiddling with one of his arrows. Sam blinked, puzzled.

Steve turned to the wall in question.

There was nothing there.

Just a smooth, white surface, with no sign that anything had been there.

“What did you see? “ Steve asked.

“I don't know... it was like...” you pressed your lips together, trying to process it. A reflection, a shadow. But it moved. It wasn't my imagination.

“There's nothing on the wall,” Natasha snorted and crossed her arms.

“Maybe lack of sleep is getting to you. When was the last time you had a good night's sleep? “ Clint commented.

“I'm not crazy. I saw something.

“But what? “ Sam insisted. “Someone? Something?”

“I don't know... “

You turned sharply, looking at every corner of the room, searching for any sign of movement, any sign that what you had seen was not the result of your exhaustion.

Nothing.

“Listen... if you think you saw something, we'll check it out. But right now, there's nothing here,” Steve sighed and took a step toward you.

“It's not a hallucination,” you insisted, more to yourself than to them.

No one else was seeing what you had seen.

And yet you knew something was there.

On the wall. In the shadows. Waiting.

[nekoannie-chan]

Weird code

Title: Weird code.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 306 words.

Square: 5 “The sun burns the ground”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: The enemy said a weird code.

Major Tags: Confusing, mission gone wrong.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Add yourself to my taglist here.

My other media where I publish:  Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter. 

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The ruins of the building creaked with every step you took. The mission had been a disaster. You knew it, Steve knew it, and the rubble around you was proof of it.

“Steve? “you called, still coughing from the smoke.

There was no answer.

The explosion had separated you. You rested one hand on a cracked wall, your knuckles covered in dirt and dried blood. You had a cut on your cheek, your uniform was torn, and your ear was still ringing from the roar. You looked around, trying to find a sign of him in the rubble.

And then you saw him.

“Steve! “you shouted, running toward him.

He turned immediately, his eyes running up and down your body, making sure you were unharmed.

“You're bleeding,” he said, coming closer.

“I'm fine. And you?”

Steve nodded.

“Steve nodded. “ Steve stepped in front of you in the blink of an eye.

But the man didn't fire. Instead, in a faint voice, he whispered a phrase.

“The sun burns the ground.”

You frowned. The phrase sounded vaguely familiar.

Steve recognized it instantly.

“No...” he muttered, frowning. ”It couldn't be.”

But it was true.

Before you could ask, the ground beneath you shuddered. It was a warning.

“It's a chain detonation! “ Steve exclaimed, grabbing your wrist.

There was no time to run. The ground cracked beneath your feet, and, in an instant, everything came crashing down.

You fell.

And suddenly, an arm was around your waist.

“I've got you! “ Steve pulled you into the air, wrapping his body around you.

The impact was brutal. You fell into what appeared to be a subway, an ancient vault that had resisted collapse. Steve rolled to cushion the blow, holding you against his chest as debris fell around him.

The dust was slow to settle. All was darkness.

[nekoannie-chan]

Bad decisions in the warehouse

Title: Bad decisions in the warehouse.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 662 words.

Square: 8 “‘Can’t look at them”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You and Steve have a moment in the warehouse alone… or not?

Major Tags: Smut, making fun of someone.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Add yourself to my taglist here.

My other media where I publish:  Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter. 

If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.

Tags: @sinceimetyou @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad @navybrat817 @angrythingstarlight @shield-agent78 @charmed-asylum @pandaxnienke @real-fbi @Smokeandnailz @white-wolf1940 @tenaciousperfectionunknown @xoxonotme @bluemusickid @leyannrae @Harrysthiccthighss @Marvelatthisone @caplanbuckybarnes @sapphire-rogers @lizzieolseniskinda @notyourtypicalrose @hallecarey1 @nana1000night @talia-rumlow @writingshae @alexxavicry @azulatodoryuga @daemonslittlebitch @chaoticcollectivenightmare @endlesstwanted @chemtrails-club  @marigoldreamer @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @Here4thefanfics @theestorm @patzammit @kmc1989 @somegirlfromasgard @rogersbarber

The STRIKE gym was virtually empty at that time of night. Most of the team had finished their workout and had gone to the showers or their homes. There was only the distant echo of crashing weights and the scattered murmurs of a few agents still hanging around.

You were there with Steve Rogers, pretending you had come just to train some more.

And then, in a fit of madness—or rather, lust—you had ended up in the gym's storage room.

The small storage room was barely big enough to move between shelves full of training gear, water bottles, and boxes of supplements. But at that moment, all that had taken a back seat; it didn't matter. Steve wasn't exactly someone who was impulsive... but with you, everything was different.

His back bumped against the metal shelves as you pulled him towards you, and he, without thinking, lifted you with ease, making your legs wrap around his waist. His lips found yours in a desperate kiss, then his lips left wet kisses down your neck, your collarbone....

What happened next was an absolutely delicious mess.

The shelf wobbled dangerously as his movements became more frantic; some bottles fell to the floor, and there was a moment when you thought it would all come crashing down on top of you. But nothing mattered more than the feel of his skin against yours, the choppy sound of his breaths, and the way his fingers clung to you with intensity.

You had no idea how much time had passed when you finally broke apart, both of you still breathing hard, trying to regain control. Steve ran a hand through his damp hair, smirking.

“I think that... wasn't the wisest thing to do.”

“Definitely not,” you said.

After getting dressed, you both opened the cellar door cautiously, peeking out to make sure the hallway was empty. But as soon as you took a step outside, you froze in your tracks.

The entire STRIKE team was there.

All of them.

They had forgotten that there was an extraordinary evening training session that night.

Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, and at least five other agents were standing just outside, some with their arms crossed, others with expressions of pure mockery, and one or two trying to hold back a laugh.

Rumlow was the first to break the silence.

“Well, well, well, well... so this is why Rogers left us training alone.”

Steve, next to you, tensed up as if he'd rather face an entire army than the humiliation they were about to experience.

Jack Rollins clicked his tongue, feigning surprise.

“In the hold, Cap? Really?”

You wanted to disappear. Evaporate. Turn to dust and be blown away from that damn scene.

Steve cleared his throat and crossed his arms, trying to pretend he wasn't completely embarrassed.

“How long have you been here? “he asked.

Rumlow smiled even wider.

“Oh, long enough to know that the gym probably isn't the best place for this.

Another wave of laughter exploded through the group. Steve closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling in frustration, and you barely dared to look sideways at him.

You couldn't look at anyone.

You literally couldn't lift your head without wanting to bury your face in the floor.

“Are you guys going to stay here or are you going to train? “growled Steve, uncomfortably.

“Nah, we're done for the day,” replied Jack with a smirk.

But before they left, Rumlow turned one last time and winked at them.

“Just make sure you don't leave any evidence. We don't want another report of “suspicious movements” in the hold.

The team walked away with a chuckle, leaving you standing there next to Steve in complete silence.

Finally, after a long moment, you let out a long sigh and pursed your lips in frustration.

“I'm going to have to avoid this room for weeks.”

Steve ran a hand over his face and muttered under his breath:

“Yeah, me too.”

[nekoannie-chan]

Jealousy?

Title: Jealousy?

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Chorus!Reader.

Word count: 178 words.

Square: 6 “Pursing lips”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You feel jealous when you see Steve talking with a chorus mate.

Major Tags: Jealousy.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Add yourself to my taglist here.

My other media where I publish:  Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter. 

If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.

Tags: @sinceimetyou @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad @navybrat817 @angrythingstarlight @shield-agent78 @charmed-asylum @pandaxnienke @real-fbi @Smokeandnailz @white-wolf1940 @tenaciousperfectionunknown @xoxonotme @bluemusickid @leyannrae @Harrysthiccthighss @Marvelatthisone @caplanbuckybarnes @sapphire-rogers @lizzieolseniskinda @notyourtypicalrose @hallecarey1 @nana1000night @talia-rumlow @writingshae @alexxavicry @azulatodoryuga @daemonslittlebitch @chaoticcollectivenightmare @endlesstwanted @chemtrails-club  @marigoldreamer @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @Here4thefanfics @theestorm @patzammit @kmc1989 @somegirlfromasgard @rogersbarber

 Brooklyn, 1943

The tour was something you'd been proud of ever since you were cast. It was one of the few things you really enjoyed, a little escape from the routine of your boring life. And then there was him.

Steve Rogers.

For months now, something in you stirred every time you saw him.

But all that warm turmoil inside you turned into a cold pang of discomfort when you saw him today.

Steve was leaning slightly toward Ella, the new choir girl.

Ella laughed softly as Steve said something under his breath to her. It wasn't the first time you'd seen him look at a girl like that, but it had never affected you so much before.

Your heart skipped a beat, and without realizing it, you pursed your lips.

A tiny, almost imperceptible gesture, just at that instant, Steve looked up... and saw you.

For a second, his smile barely faded. As if he didn't know exactly what he had just done.

But you weren't going to let him see any more than he already had.

[nekoannie-chan]

Blame

Title: Blame.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers & Reader, Brock Rumlow X Reader.

Word count: 247 words.

Square: 4 “You brought this on yourself.”

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You blame Steve for the mission.

Major Tags: Arguing, angst.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

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Steve was still standing in front of you, shoulders tense and eyes locked on yours, waiting—no, needing—an answer. Brock, on the other hand, was still leaning back in his seat with that damned satisfied expression, reveling in every second of it.

But you weren't going to say anything. You weren't going to give Steve the satisfaction of denial or the chance to cling to a hope that was already dead.

Steve's jaw tightened, his lips pursed, and his hands, still clenched into fists, seemed to hold back everything he really wanted to say.

It was then that you, almost in a whisper, spoke.

“You brought this on yourself.”

Steve blinked once, as if he hadn't quite understood what you had just said. But he had understood. He understood the moment his posture wobbled just a millimeter, as if you'd hit him in the chest.

“What? “he asked.

You took a step closer, not looking away.

“You brought this on yourself, Steve. You didn't listen. You didn't trust me. And now here we are, with a failed mission, dead people, and nothing to show for it but your damn wounded pride.”

“I didn't mean to.”

“It doesn't matter what you meant, Steve,” you interrupted him. “What matters is the result. And the result is this.”

Brock let out a whistle.

“Tough break, Rogers,” he scoffed. “But what did you expect?”

Steve ignored him; you knew what Steve was feeling.

Pain.

But that wasn't your problem anymore.

[nekoannie-chan]

Suspicious

Title: Suspicious.

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Brock Rumlow X Reader.

Word count: 368 words.

Square: 3 “Am I a failure, or did you just set me up to fail?”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: Brock suspects.

Major Tags: Fluff, angst.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

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You had wandered away from the base for a few moments, but what you didn't expect was to run into Brock Rumlow. He was there, in the gloom, leaning against a nearby building, watching you.

“I thought you left town,” you said, breaking the silence, though you knew that was a lie neither of you needed to utter. Brock took a step toward you.

“Mind if we talk?” he asked, his tone serious.

You didn't know why, but the weight of his words made you pause and made you think for a moment about everything you'd been avoiding. Still nodding slowly, you decided you couldn't run away from this conversation. Not now. You looked into his eyes, trying to read what he might be thinking.

“What do you want to talk about?” Your hands felt sweaty.

Brock took another step toward you, almost about to invade your personal space, and you got the feeling that at any moment he might take control of the situation, as he always did.

“This isn't working, is it?” he asked, more to himself than to you. “You went into all this thinking it was the right thing to do, that it was the right thing to do. But in the end, what are we accomplishing?”

“Brock...” you began, but he interrupted you.

“Am I a failure, or did you just set me up to fail?”

He was looking for an answer, not just an answer about what had happened in the past, but about what he believed had been his purpose in all of this.

Was he the failure, or had you been the one who had placed him in an impossible situation? The weight of responsibility, the choices you had both made, was becoming clearer in his question.

“I didn't want things to be this way,” you finally said, your voice trembling. You didn't know if that was an excuse, if you really believed what you were saying, or if you just felt trapped. “But no one asked me why I was doing it. Not you, not anyone.”

“And yet here we are,” he murmured, irony in his voice.

You were about to leave, but he stopped you and kissed you.

[nekoannie-chan]

A couple's fight?

Title: A couple's fight?

Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 321 words.

Square: Alt 2 “Arguing in public”.

Rating: Teen.

Summary: You and Steve argue.

Major Tags: Arguing, making fun of someone.

Additional tags: My entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Book Night Edition.

Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.

@saiyanprincessswanie

My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.

I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or in other languages (I translate my work myself) or for the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this). I did them exclusively for my fics; please respect my work and don't steal it. Some people here make dividers that anyone can use; mine is not this type, so please look for the other people's dividers. The only exceptions are those I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Add yourself to my taglist here.

My other media where I publish:  Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter. 

If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.

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The team had made an important decision, a mission that required immediate action, but a difference of opinion had arisen. You didn't agree with Steve's plan.

“Steve, do you really think this is the best thing to do? We can't just jump in,” you said, raising your voice slightly. Steve, visibly annoyed, frowned. “We don't have time to wait; every second counts. What do you want, for us to stand idly by while others suffer?”

The rest of the STRIKE team looked at them sideways, but no one dared to intervene.

“What I want is for you to think before you act, Steve. Your plan doesn't make sense. You can't just go all out, not when so many lives are at stake,” you retorted.

At that instant, Brock and Jack arrived at the gym and watched the argument. Then, Brock exchanged a knowing glance with Jack.

“What's going on here? Couple fight?” Rumlow scoffed sarcastically as if he was enjoying the spectacle unfolding in front of him.

Jack let out a derisive laugh, crossing his arms. “Yeah, I figured they'd end up like that. Sometimes they're like two magnets, bumping into each other all the time.”

You quickly shouted back at them; you were tired of every time I argued with Steve, someone had to put a “couple” label on their relationship, as if it was something so simple.

“We're not boyfriend and girlfriend,” you replied, almost daring them to say anything else. “We're trying to save the world, but apparently that's a joke to you guys.”

“You know what? You're right. We can't keep arguing here,” Steve said quietly, frustrated. “But you're not going to tell me how to do my job, okay? I'm doing what I think is best.”

“I'm trying to help you, Steve,” you replied.

“Let's talk privately,” Steve requested, starting to pace.

“But don't forget, Steve, this isn't just about the mission. It's about... us, too.”

[endlesstwanted]

Snowstorm’s Company

Day 2, Trapped together in a snowstorm Murdoch Mysteries, Violet Hart & Llewellyn Watts Word Count: 731

Ao3 link

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Christmas, Awkward Flirting, Traditions, Dialogue Heavy

Summary: Detective Watts’ the only person in the Constabulary on Christmas Day when he receives the visit of Violet Hart.

Created for: @12daysofchristmas / @fandom-free-bingo, Pride — Christmas Day + World Book Night — The Perks of Being a (Wallflowers) / @fandombingo, Reverse: 1999 — Tender is the Night + Neverwhere — “And if there isn’t any later?” + The Little Prince — Time soothes all sorrows. / @sweetspicybingo, Lyrical edition — It’s okay, we’re just scared | Cavetown

Excerpt:

“I thought you might be long gone by now, Detective,” she announces as she shakes the snow from her hat. “Most people have better places to be on Christmas Day.”

“Ah, but then, Miss Hart,” Llewellyn starts, not looking up just yet, “most people are not myself. An empty apartment holds little appeal, even compared to this draughty office.”

Violet smiles softly and hangs her coat. “No family, I assume?”

Watts pauses mid-scribbling. “Not nearby, no. And, truthfully, the day has never been of much significance to me. And yourself? You ventured out in this weather, surely not for my company alone. Has any poor soul found their way into the morgue today?”

[endlesstwanted]

Harder Than It’s Supposed To Be

For @juneofdoom, day 30  | “Breathe, damn you!” + Shock + Asphyxiation + Emergency Room. All of them seemed to oddly fit this one episode of New Amsterdam and I couldn’t resist writing for my ship.

Fandom: New Amsterdam (TV 2018)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Pairing: Casey Acosta/Lauren Bloom

Tags: Episode: s03e12 Things Fall Apart, Friendship, can be read as platonic but why would you

Summary: After the pipe bursts, it’s Lauren’s priority to take care of everyone before her. Casey finds her when she collapses.

Wordcount: 608

Also created for: @hurtcomfort-bingo, Pick Your Poison | Skin contact (POISON) / @fandom-free-bingo, Maritime May | Avalanche + Pride Bingo | ‘I’ve Seen the Light, I’ve Seen the Darkness’ + Book Night Edition | New Treatment / @sweetspicybingo, Hurt/Comfort Bingo | Bridal carry / Blog: @seasonaldelightsbingo, Language of Flowers | Frostbite / @fandombingo, Reverse: 1999 edition | A Deep Sleep / @multifandom-flash, April Events: Honest Day | Accidental Truth

Excerpt: 

Casey slept by her bed in the ICU. At least that’s what he told Reynolds when he came in checking on them, because he didn’t really sleep at all.

The continuous exposure of Bloom to the toxins made her go into shock, collapsing on what was left of the emergency room —taken to the hallway next door since it had been flooded by the dangerous agent, to start with— and tried to help her last patient. While other doctors tried to find an effective treatment against their odds, having lost the very first exposed patient who happened to be right next to Bloom when it happened, Casey still waited for her to wake up if her asphyxiation hadn’t caused further issues.

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[endlesstwanted]

I finally finished one of my oldest wip’s for @buckybarnesevents’ Hot Bucky Summer, week 2 prompt — Pet. This is also a fill for their Build-a-Bucky-Bingo event, june prompt — “Come over here and make me.”.

Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/John Walker

Tags: Secret Relationship, Jealousy, Touch-Starved, Pet Play, Oral Sex, Orgasm Denial

Summary: John is jealous of the new cat in Bucky’s life, getting all the public attention and affection he can’t because his relationship with Bucky is secret. He thinks no one suspects a thing until on their date night, Bucky indulges him by trying a new kink.

Wordcount: 2,7k

Also created for: @fandom-free-bingo, Maritime May | Date Night + , World Book Night | Brushing Their Hair / @multifandom-flash, New Year’s Resolutions (NSFW) | Try a New Kink / @buckybarnesbingo | Touch starved / @eclipsingbingo | Carried To Bed — z / @kinky-things-happen | Cock warming / @fandombingo, Wonderland Edition | “Are you content now?”

Excerpt:

“I want my kitten to keep me warm,” Bucky explained, keeping them close with both his hands across John’s back.

“If you call me that again I swear—”

“You don’t like it?” Bucky took him off of himself, and dared John to answer by locking eyes on him. “Because it sounds to me that you are jealous of how I treat Al—”

“If you dare say her name I swear to God you’ll have to suck your own boner, because I’m out,” John warned him. He could already picture himself back on his own bed, riding his own rodeo with some dildo or probably his lubed fingers and cursing himself every time he thought of moaning Bucky’s name.

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