#alpha!buckynat

[sailorkamino]

While You Were Sleeping

relationships: alpha!buckynat x enhanced!omega!reader

summary: When you start sleep teleporting into your teammates room's Bucky and Natasha are jealous to say the least. When you finally end up in their bed there's less romance and more head injuries than they imagined.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: abo dynamics, protective/jealous buckynat, nightmares, reader gives herself a concussion, embarrassment, bed sharing, making out, pain medication, reader sleeps with a stuffed animal, platonic!steve x reader, some nsfw thoughts, beefy!nat

translations: zayka- bunny, malyshka- baby, dorogoy- darling

a/n: (me, unable to find an alpha buckynat fic) fine, i'll do it myself

Steve is animatedly talking to a barely awake Sam when the blonde is suddenly spun around by a strong hand on his shoulder. He had just enough time to recgonize the scent of his best friend before he threw a punch. “Buck, you can’t sneak up on me like that,” he groans. He tenses up again when he notices the brunet’s anger.

“Woah, did you fight with Nat this morning or something?” Sam asks, now perked up. Steve sighs loudly at his teammates' lack of filter as Bucky scowls. “No. I was noticing Steve’s scent,” Bucky answers darkly. Sam sniffs the air. “He smells the same to me. Is your super nose picking up something weird?”

Steve shuts his eyes in exasperation. “Sam. Just go get a coffee or something.”

“What? You practically dragged me out of bed at the ass crack of dawn and now-”

He stops abruptly at Bucky icy glare. “You know what, I am getting coffee. It’s too early for your drama,” he decides, exiting the gym with a non committal wave goodbye.

“Didn’t know you and Y/N were so close,” Bucky practically growls. He approaches a punching bag to keep from breaking his best friend’s face. Steve blushes, only adding fuel to his friends' anger. He raises his shirt to nose. “Do I smell like her? I took a shower this morning,” he wonders outloud. 

Bucky punches the bag so hard it goes flying from the ceiling, raining sand on the floor. Steve's eyes widen when he realizes Bucky didn’t even use his metal arm to do it. He quickly raises his hands in a surrendering position “Woah, it wasn’t like that! She sleep teleported into my room and I wasn’t gonna kick her out!”

Bucky turns to face him. “Sleep teleported?”

“Yeah, you know, like sleep walking but─"

“I get it Steve!” He snaps, running a hand through his dark locks. “I just don’t understand why she went to your room,” he mumbles, voice now much softer and a little insecure. He thinks of his and Natasha’s attempts to get you closer that he was sure were working. They even googled courting tips for fucksakes. Natasha is much better at flirting but Bucy is a good listener, remembering every little thing about you. If you liked Steve you would tell him… wouldn’t you?

The blonde raises a brow at his friend’s sudden vulnerability. “What do you mean?”

“I mean in this huge tower, with hundreds of places to end up, why did she go to your bed?”

Steve sighs in frustration, realizing the real reason for the brunet’s behavior. Jealousy. “I don’t know, Buck. She was asleep when it happened, it was probably completely random. I’m just glad she didn’t end up in the street or something.”

Bucky freezes at that, all the worst thoughts of where you could have teleported flooding his head. He’s suddenly grateful you wound up in bed with his best friend. How could he have been so selfish? And how can he protect you from your powers? Bondage? No, that’s just kinky. Maybe cyro? No, he won’t let you in one of those freaky test tubes. Too many bad memories.

“Buck? Buck?”

He’s snapped from his thoughts. “Huh?”

“I asked how long you and Nat have been sweet on Y/N?” Steve smirks.

Bucky feels himself blush. “What makes you think we’re sweet on her?”

“Well you tried to kill me a minute ago because you were jealous, did you forget about that?”

Bucky’s jaw ticks. Sometimes he forgets how much of an ass his best friend really is. “I wasn’t gonna kill you.” He shrugs, playing innocent. “I was gonna tell Nat you slept with Y/N and then let her kill you.”

“Steve what?” Natasha’s deep growl has both men freezezing in terror. Steve sends the brunet a pleading look. Bucky reaches out to his mate hesitantly, “now malyshka, it’s not what it sounds like.”

____

You’re having a nightmare but the pain is what wakes you up.

You’re on the floor and your head is throbbing and your heart is racing but wait, this isn’t your room? Where are you? Suddenly Natasha is in front of you, gently cupping your wet face. That’s when you realize you are in fact, crying. Well this is embarrassing. A sense of comfort washes over as you recognize the two familiar scents.

“Zayka, where are you hurt?” She asks as Bucky turns on the lamp so they can scan you for injuries. You shut your eyes at the sudden light. “My head.” The alphas share a panicked look. “Friday, health scan,” the redhead demands.

“Ms. Y/N has hit her head on the nightstand and is suffering from a grade one concussion. No emergency healthcare is needed. I suggest pain medication, rest, and icing the area of injury.” The AI answers in a soft volume.

“I’ll get the pills and ice,” Bucky decides, rushing out of the room. Natasha pulls you against her chest, mindful of your head. “It’s alright omega. We’ll take care of you,” she soothes. She suddenly raises from the floor without warning, making you cling to her in surprise, before she deposits you on the bed. She smirks at your dumbstruck expression. Despite the pain you’re in you feel your stomach churn at the show of strength.

“How’s the pain, baby doll?” Bucky croons, approaching the bed with full hands. You sniffle as he hands you some pills to take, washing it down with your favorite juice “Thank you, and not too bad. I’ve survived worse,” you answer, wiping your face. They look at you unconvinced.

The brunet sits on the bed beside you, “it’ll be easier to ice your head if you’re laying down.” Natasha is there to pull back the blankets for you even and tuck you in. Your heart flutters at their sweetness. Bucky gently places the ice pack on your head. You wince at the contact but sigh happily at the numbing effect. “Not too bad my ass,” Natasha scoffs.

You pout, trying to look serious but it’s hard in your current position. “It really isn't though. I’m just embarrassed I concussed myself. Plus I’m not wearing any pants.”

“That’s what you’re worried about? Your pride?” Bucky asks incredulously.

“Yes I am. Frankly, I don't have a lot to lose.”

Natasha shakes her head as she sits on the other side of you. “As much as I love your sense of humor, we were a little too worried about your head injury to notice your underwear.” That’s a lie. They both got a flash of your pastel cotton panties. “I can get you some pants if it would make you more comfortable though.”

You shrug. “No it’s fine, I’ve changed in front of you on missions before. I’m not really body shy.”

They share a heated look. They’re very familiar with your confidence but now is not a good time to tell you that they regularly fantasize about said body. Natasha holds back any sexual comments, remding herself that you’re only in their bed hald dressed because you’re injured.

“Well if it makes you feel any better you have great legs,” Bucky mumbles, eyes widening at his own admission. Natasha is shocked but somewhat proud of her awkward boyfriend. He needs to work on timing but baby steps. You grin teasingly, “really? This coming from Mr. Muder thighs?”

Natasha, who’s now slipped under the covers beside you, lets out a deep chuckle. Bucky’s face burns an adorable shade of red making you smile once again. “Yeah, get in bed, murder thighs,” Nat teases. He scoffs but lays down beside you anyways.

Sandwiched between the two most gorgeous alphas you’ve ever seen you resist the urge to do a little celebratory dance. As much as you don’t want to leave you also feel like you’ve bothered them enough. You sigh before forcing the words out of your mouth.

"I guess I should be going back to my room now.”

They look at you as if you’ve just suggested committing a war crime. “Printsessa, you’re hurt. Don’t you think you should just rest here for tonight?" Natasha coos, gently taking your hand in her’s. The small affection is enough to make you momentarily forget your argument. Then Bucky is shuffling beside you, retrieving something from the floor.

“Plus you can't go anywhere without this little guy, right?”

To your horror, he’s holding your favorite stuffed animal. The one you fell asleep holding. “That’s… not mine,” you lie very convincingly. Nat raises a brow teasingly. “Really? ‘Cause it’s not ours.” You put on a show of fake concern. “Oh no, it’s… a bomb! I’ll defuse it!”

Bucky moves the plushie away from your reach. “If I give it to you, you have to promise not to teleport away.”

“You want me to stay here with a bomb?” You ask, determined to stick to your story.

“Omega, we both know it’s not a bomb,” Nat interjects, cupping your face so you’ll meet her eyes, effectively making your brain short circut. Your face burns under her touch. “I’ll stay,” you softly promise. The alphas smile triumphantly as Bucky hands you the toy.

“We’d never make fun of you, zayka. Everyone has their comforts,” Bucky soothes. “Really?” You ask, looking between them. “Of course. I have a safety blanket that I won’t let anyone use,” he confesses. Natasha hums beside you, "and I do ballet."

“Really? Could you teach me?” You ask, looking up at her with excited eyes. She thinks of the way she was taught and clenches her jaw. No, she’ll make it fun for you. “Whatever you want, pretty girl.” You beam at her sweet words just as a yawn escapes your lips.

Bucky places a large hand on your waist. “I think the pills are making you sleepy, doll. Why don’t you get some rest?”

“Wait, I need to ask you guys something.” You focus on the green dinosaur in your hands but you can feel their gazes burning into you. “I don’t think I can embarrass myself anymore so I’m just gonna come out and say it… do you want to go on a date with me?”

There’s a horrible silence for a moment. Bucky looks at his girlfriend with pure happiness but she’s more hesitant to accept your confession, considering you just suffered from a head injury then took strong pain medication. She sighs deeply. “Zayka, we should talk about this in the morning─”

You barely notice Bucky pressing himself against you, afraid you’re going to leave. You look at Natasha defiantly. “No. I might have a concussion, and be on drugs, and not wearing pants, but I know what I want! So if you’re going to reject me just go ahead and─”

Before he can stop himself, Bucky cups your jaw and turns your face to him, smashing his lips against yours. Nat raises her brow, hardly surprised by her mate’s impulsive behavior. Still she can’t help but groan at the two of you kissing. It’s even hotter than she imagined. When he finally pulls away your chest is heaving and you’re looking up at Bucky with big glassy eyes. You already look so wrecked from just a kiss.

“Did that feel like a rejection to you?” He teases in a gruff voice, bumping his nose against yours. You shake your head breathlessly. “Um, no, but I think I should get Nat’s opinion too.”

The red head smirks, leaning in slowly just to tease you. Just as you begin to pout she surges forwards and takes your bottom lip between her teeth. You gasp at the light sting but she quickly soothes it with firm kisses. Bucky squeezes your waist from behind, gently mouthing your neck. You shiver as she pulls back, blinking slowly. You clear your throat,

“Yeah. That checks out.”

They both grin at your dazed reply. “You’re adorable, pup,” Bucky coos sweetly. Natasha hums in agreement, cupping your cheek. “You should rest now, zayka. We can talk more in the morning.”

“And kiss?” You ask drowsily.

She smiles, gently running her fingers along your jaw. “Of course, omega.”

You clutch your toy in your arms and nuzzle against Natasha’s breasts, pulling Bucky’s arm around your waist. Your bare legs are intertwined underneath the warm blankets. The last thing you say is a soft and sweet, “night alphas,” before drifting off.

Both of their hearts pick up at the title. You had never called them that before. Bucky tucks his head into your neck. He inhales your scent to remind him that this is real and not a dream. The two most amaizng woman he’s ever known in bed with him just seems too good to be true. He feels Natasha moving and look to see her texting with one hand.

“What are you doing?” He whispers against your skin. “Just telling Steve that the three of us will be taking a sick day.” She responds quietly. Bucky smiles at the prospect of a lazy day with his girls. “You think of everything, malyshka.”

“I know.” She brags, placing the phone on the bedside table. “Friday, cancel all alarms and don’t let anyone in unless the world is ending.”

“We should order her some fancy stuff for her nest, you know, like from one of those special omega websites. Oh, and lots of stuffed animals,” Bucky excitedly plans as he looks at your peaceful face. Natasha reaches over you to stroke his arm,

“Relax, dorogoy. We’ll have our whole lives to spoil her.”

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tag list: @thomasthetankson @liladoesfanfics @d14n4ol @romeo-the-cactus @cats-and-sheep

[mostlymarvelsstuff]

BuckyNat 💙🖤

+ for fluff       ^ for angst       * for smut

Stories:

Craving Your Touch (a/b/o) ^*+

One-shots:

Holiday Treats +*

Marvel Masterlist

[not-close-to-straight]

New Books Covers (Part 2!!)

(Part One Here)

Stetsons and Schoolteachers. I went classic with this cover, nothing too fancy but still easily recognizable. SAS was my first "Real" Stony fic, the first time I wrote Alpha!Steve (but 10000% not the last I love him) and my first attempt at a super tropey western romance. I re read this one at least once every few months, the side pairings of Sam/Clint and BuckyNat are just incredible.

Time Falls Away. Book One in my Time Travel Trilogy. I went with a pocketwatch motif on all three books both as a reference to time passing and of course, to reference Steve's iconic pocketwatch. Time Falls Away has letters for the times Winteriron wrote to each other when they were separated, and dried flowers for the ones Bucky brought Tony their first time together.

No Time Between Us. Another pocket watch, but this one lost in sand (the sands of time??) and dusty, dirty, maybe forgotten. Meant to represent just how far Stony was from each other in this book and how Bucky felt out of reach entirely behind the Winter Soldier mask.

Time Stands Still. A pocket watch of course, but also an hourglass filled with sand to signify the extra time Stuckony was given to find each other again. A notebook for all reminders Bucky wrote himself so he could feel human again. Keys for the cabin in the hills they all come home.

Tbh these three covers together just give me goosebumps.

In From the Cold. My one and only Post CACW Stuckony fic. The constant themes of being cold due to grief and heartache in this book contrasted with how fragile and tentatively beautiful a winter/struggle/journey can be? EXCELLENT.

One Reason Why. This is maybe my most OOC Spideypool fic ever, but it's still just a really beautiful story. I just recently re read it and goddamn do I love to see the crumbs of who #NCTS Spideypool became even in this very very early fic. PLUS it's the first time I let my biting/collar kink out into the Omegaverse and we all know how well that's turned out for the rest of my fics lmaoooo.

Love the contrast in this cover. The less fancy crown next to the sword and the "baggage" representing Wade and how he didn't want the title of Prince or King, how he lived in violence before finding Peter and how he came with so much angst and heartbreak and had to very slowly open up to his Omega mate. And then of course, Peter's crown is fancy and femme and bejeweled, laying against one of the thousands of books he owns, draped in the jewelry he loves to wear.

Last but not least, More Than Words. If ORW is my most OOC Spideypool fic, I feel like MTW is my most IN character Spideypool fic. Who Wade and Peter are in this story, their history and how they move through time to find each other, how they fall in love and find all these new ways to love each other and protect each other. Ughhhhh it's literally gorgeous.

I went with the same type motif for MTW that I did for PH-- Book One is less bright, the cabin is smaller and the woods are a little more menacing to reflect how Spideypool struggles, then Book Two is brighter, warmer, they are still home in their cabin in the woods but life is literally golden.

[samwontshare]

Symbol of Truth #12

RB Silva’s art is just so much more pleasant than what we got in Cold War Alpha.

I love Misty and Sharon together. They’re fun.

Sam’s feelings here are more than justified. White Wolf was doing horrific things and went after Sam in every personal way. Sam’s perspective that there is no good reason to spring a racist maniac from prison is hard to argue against. I’m really curious how this is going to pan out for Sam and Bucky’s relationship.

Can’t wait to see what will happen between Ian and Bucky.

Now I wanna see some BuckyNat!

[hoppers-babygirl2]

Kofi: Just a little reminder

I will write for any Marvel character so long as they are over 18!! As well as Stranger Things characters! Any scenario you would like I will write!

Don’t send in a prompt that would be for an under 18 character as well as a darker type of writing! I don’t do darker themes. Well, canon darkness I will write but other than that I won’t write.

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[naferty]

For Stroganoff au during Steve and Tony’s baby shower, Clint sets up a game of musical chair as one of their activities for a prize and doesn’t realize the error of his ways. Everyone has already noticed the chairs. It’s too late to back out now. 

The game is going to end in pain and tears. There’s no way around it. Everyone in the baby shower is competitive as fuck and no one is safe from those playing. 

When Clint calls out the chairs are ready the sky darkens all around them. Thunder echoes in the distance, the birds, bees, and squirrels are scattering away because they know something is about to go down. 

“Who’s in?” He says while oblivious to the gathering crowd of players. 

Together, much like a boy band, they all march. Their steps echoing far and wide in the neighborhood. Lightning strikes somewhere behind them and none of them bother to acknowledge the fluke of mother nature. 

Amongst those playing is Thor, Carol and Natasha, who all look ready to beat someone to the ground. Rhodey, Sam and Steve are calmer about it, but don’t be fooled. They’re ready to trip if necessary to win. Bucky, Pietro and T’Challa look indifferent to the whole thing, but underneath they’re already planning funerals, and at least one of them has a knife in their pockets. Jan is bouncing and jittery while carrying murder in her eyes. Not wanting to be left behind, Clint is there with them and is looking for all the weaknesses. 

Much to everyone’s shock, even Fury is there with his arms crossed behind. Tony is furiously recording the whole thing, otherwise no one would believe him that it happened. 

Bruce is left in charge of the music, and as he waits there for everyone to get ready he’s already thinking up what to write in their tombstones. ‘Here lies so and so, taken too soon by a game of musical chairs.’

Tension is high as they wait. It’s no longer a game of musical chairs. It’s life and death. They’re all crouching, glaring at each other. Each of their eyes jump from player to player. 

“Not too late to call quits,” Carol mocks, earning a snort from her mate. 

“In your dreams, babe,” Rhodey isn’t holding back.  

“We’ll still be friends after this, right?” Natasha asks them all.

“Depends how fast you sit,” Clint grins. 

Pietro hops from one foot to the other. “None of you will see it coming.” 

There’s no room for mercy here, and they’re all full of alcohol. 

“Kick their asses, babe!” Tony’s shout startles them all and it’s on that moment Bruce starts the music. It’s complete chaos. 

On the first turn, they all move with a murder strut. They each have a target, chair and player. They’re in it to win. They’re not going to lose. 

The music stops and everything happens in milliseconds. There’s shouting, there’s shoving, and it ends with Thor breaking the chair and tumbling to the ground in his haste. He’s the first out. 

The music starts again. The murder struts continue. Thor is a sore loser and shouts in outrage and wishes for them to all break their chairs and fall. Loki pretends not to know him.

The music stops and chairs creek as two try to sit in one. Sam is shoved away without prejudice by Bucky. He swears it’s not over as he walks away. 

On the third turn, Pietro is taken out, all thanks to Jan. On the fourth, it’s Clint as he’s tripped by Natasha. On the fifth, it’s Rhodey as Carol elbows him away. 

“Sorry, Hun. No mercy.” 

T’Challa soon follows, then Jan, and then Natasha, but she doesn’t go down alone. She drags Fury down with her. Eventually, even Carol is a chair short, though she doesn’t go without a fight and breaks a chair of her own. This leaves Steve and Bucky fighting over the last one. There’s no murder strut this time. No room to try it. No, instead their faces are inches away as they glare daggers so intense you can practically see the burning line. They circle the last chair like predators. You can practically see the chair tremble in fear. 

Natasha and Tony are standing on the sidelines, rooting for their respective mate. 

“Kick his ass, Steve!” 

“Chop his legs off, James!” 

By this point, there are bets going around. Loki brought it upon himself to take wagers and the amount is reaching up the hundreds, nearly the thousands. Maria is the main better, competing against T’Challa and Jan.  

When it finally happens It goes slow motion. Bruce sighs mournfully as he stops the music. Steve and Bucky give it one second to take in their place before they tackle the chair with no delay. They’re growling, they’re hissing, the chair is sideways on the floor and somehow it ends with Steve on the chair and holding it on the sides to keep it in place. 

Bucky doesn’t like this one bit. Steve’s on the floor with it and he’s not letting go, no matter how much Bucky is pulling on the chair. The strength of each yank is so apparent the grass underneath goes flying from the friction and the others could almost feel it like a punch to their person. 

Steve holds on with all his might. “I win. My ass is on this chair!”  

“Get your ass off!” Bucky growls with another yank. 

“My ass is on this chair!” Steve repeats, getting dragged on the ground by his best friend. 

Everyone around them are of no help. They laugh and cheer and the bets get higher. There are teams now. Team Rogers and Team Barnes. 

It goes on for a very long time. 

[theblueraven5]

These are the Marvel fics I’ve reblogged/recommend

None of these fics are mine. All credit goes to the respective authors who are awesome! 

I wanted to compile a list of all the fics I’ve reblogged and recommend for others to read. 

Honestly, I just wanted to make a list so it would be easier for me to find the fics but since I’m making the list, I might as well share it with others. This will mostly be Wanda (cuz I’m obsessed with her) but there will also be Natasha and some WandaNat. If there are other ships, I’ll share those as well. 

Updated 2/13/2022

Wanda x Reader

Loving You (Part 9)

Angst, Fluff, Omegaverse

(This is part 9 but it has the links to all the other parts)

Summary: The worst that could ever happen just happened to you. In a world where Alphas and Omegas are considered the best, being a beta meant that you were just going to be an average person. Always in the middle. People don’t look the same at you. But a chance encounter with a gorgeous Omega will change everything up.

You can Stay

Fluff

Summary: You are a softie for your girlfriend who is having trouble sleeping and so now you’re trying to hide the fact that she’s in your room from your parents.

Natasha x Reader

WandaNat x Reader

Invisible 

Fluff, Angst, Powered!Reader

Summary: You’ve always felt invisible, and your powers didn’t help those feelings. But then two redheads and a team of superheroes help you realize that maybe you can be seen.

Take Care of You

Fluff, Angst? 

Summary: Reader is sick and WandaNat are being overprotective and checking up on her, making sure she’s doing ok. 

Explorations in IKEA

Fluff

Summary: Wanda is a simp. Natasha’s a tease. And you? You’re oblivious. Wanda can’t bring herself to say no to you. She would move heaven on earth to make you happy. Natasha adores you more than she let on. Would she carry an umbrella around for you the entire day to make sure you never get a cold in the rain? Yes. Doesn’t mean she can’t have a little fun teasing the brunette for having a crush on you.

F*cking up the friendship

 Angst, Fluff

Summary: You sometimes forget Nat and Wanda are dating each other but when they go off on a date you feel sad and add alcohol to the mix, unable to fully control your words around them when they come back

Incorrect Quotes

Quote 1 

Other Ships not listed above

Soteria

Yelena Belova x Kate Bishop x Reader

Fluff, Angst, Healer!Reader

Summary: You struggle with being kept a secret by the team and the insecurities of not being good enough. After a hostage situation, your girlfriends reassure you of your worth.

Just f***ing Tell Her

Carol Danvers x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Angst, Fluff?, Mutant!Reader

Summary: Natasha and Carol are fighting for really socially awkward R’s love and the reason R is so awkward is because she has been alone most of her life and doesn’t know how to talk to people but she loves animals. 

Masterlists

Empyreanwritings’s Poly-ship Masterlist

BuckyNat, SamBucky, WandaBucky, WandaNat

Empyreanwritings’s Wanda Maximoff Masterlist 

[iam93percentstardust]

State of the Fic

Surprisingly, I wrote a lot this month considering how busy I was - and boy was I busy. I drove halfway across the country for the holidays, visited three national parks, helped with all the Christmas baking and cooking and somehow still found the time to finish up one WIP, write four short fics, make sure all of the holiday fic was posted on time, and start planning out next year’s holiday fic! I’m super excited for what the new year brings so let’s take a look at the wrap up for this year, huh?

WIPs

Kissed by a Muse (Winteriron): Chapters 26 and 27 posted this month so this fic is complete!

Mr. Right and Mr. Right Now (Stevetony): Chapter 10 posted this month

Home for the Holidays (Stevetony, Buckynat): Chapters 3-25 posted this month so this fic is complete!

Recently Posted

For Pleasure (Stevetony): Posted on December 4

Steve’s da used to tell him that omegas were meant for alphas and anyone else was unnatural and wrong. And maybe that’s true, but if loving another omega is wrong, then he doesn't want to be right.

Just Talk to Me (pre-Stevetony): Posted on December 11

Steve is staring at the file on the Maximoffs that Maria had handed him when he puts it together.

Not-So-Ugly Christmas Sweaters (Stevetony): Posted on December 18

Steve gifts Tony an ugly holiday sweater.

A Sister for Sarah (Stevetony): Posted on December 25

Sarah knows she isn't like her siblings. She isn't the youngest like Morgan or brilliant like Peter and Harley. She's just Sarah, easy to forget and let fade into the background. Things have been different since Papa came to the castle, but when he and Father announce that they're having a baby, Sarah's fears that she'll be left behind again come roaring back to the surface.

Yearly Round Up

Words Written: 364,852

Stories Completed: 59

Coming Up

1. 1. Part 2 of the Wandavision AU

2. A Geraskier Persephone/Hades AU that is (so slowly) coming along

3. The last couple of bingo fills!

4. A new Stuckony long fic to be started… soon

5. A reader-interactive Stevetony reality show AU to be started sometime in early 2022 (keep an eye out for character moodboards coming out in the following months)

6. MTH fics! Very excited for these so keep an eye out

[mcfiddlestan]

MCU Fandom Ask:

The Incredible Hulk, Captain America: The First Avenger, Ant-Man, Loki.

The Incredible Hulk - are there any tropes/ships/characters you won’t write?

I will probably never write Alpha/Omega or daddy kink. Not my thing. As for ships, I might refer to Pepperony as a past relationship but I will never write it as a main, side, or current ship. Same with BuckyNat (not counting the one Frostiron fic I wrote that took place at Bucky and Natasha's wedding, lol). As far as Avengers go (which is my main fandom for fanfic writing), I don't think there's anyone I avoid writing. I don't base some of my characters off their MCU counterpart if I don't like their actor (there's a few), but that's about it.

Captain America: The First Avenger - what’s your fanfic reading pet peeve?

Probably rampant OOC-ness. Everyone is entitled to their own interpretation of course. But I don't have to read it. lol

Ant-Man - send a few headcanons of your favorite characters!

Oh shit, look I'm not good at headcanons. Idk why, but they just don't come to me easily.

Loki - what’s the most outlandish (or it could just be your favorite) au you’ve ever read/wanted to write/thought of?

Probably @vikishus' and my idea for a MaLoki fic. Maleficent was the daughter of a dark elf who fought with Malekith. Her parents died in the fight against Asgard, so she blames the royal family of Asgard for destroying her home and family and seeks revenge. Except before she gets to do it, she comes face to face with Odin's sons and senses something different about the little black-haired one. They strike up a secret friendship that blossoms into romance, but is interrupted when Loki discovers his Jotun heritage. It kind of goes through all the Thor movies (except Gagnarok, obvs) and up to the first Avengers. Not sure where we were gonna end it, but if it ever gets written it'll be awesome.

Thanks for asking!

MCU Fanfiction Ask Meme

[sailorkamino]

Hello love!

I absolutly ADORED the alpha!BuckyNat x Omega!Reader. I must confess I had mixed feeling with Nat on the mix but YOU MADE ME LOVE IT! I was wondering if you were going to write more about them? I really found them really cute and totally became my confort mates jiji no pressure though!

Sending love! and thank you for sharing your amazing stories! <3

i would love to write more buckynat but i don't have any i'm working on rn, i've been busy obssessing over moon knight recently😫 i would love some requests tho!

also buckynat are one of my comfort couples too, they're the perfect combo of badass and soft

[mthofferings2020]

MedeaV

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Will create works that contain: AUs are very welcome, I also always like to fix canon. I'm really good at making things angsty and/but I'd like to do fluff for a change. Very open to smut.

Will not create works that contain: No soulmates AU, no Alpha/Beta/Omega stuff

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Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanov - Any Universe Bucky Barnes any gen - Any Universe Natasha Romanov any gen - Any Universe

Work Description: First time participating, so I'm very excited to see if anyone bids! I'm planning to write 3k-5k, longer if the prompt or idea speaks to me. I'll gladly work with your input. I am pretty much incapable of writing anything else than Buckynat, though I'm okay with side pairs or other non-romantic relationships. My longer fics tend to end in some form of misery, happy endings only for shorter ones. While I have read a lot about comics and research those plot lines, I do not have extensive comics knowledge. Be aware of that if that's what you're looking for. I've suggested two charities but you can obviously pick any you like, as by the rules. Check out my fics on AO3 and feel free to contact me with any further questions.

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[not-close-to-straight]

I miss Sugar Seeking Sugar verse BuckyNat messing with Alpha!Steve

Has there ever been a more chaotic couple ever? I adore them

[menatiera]

Of Soldiers and Wolves

a @capreversebb​ collaboration.

Art by @the_genderman

Fic by @menatiera​

Art & Banner By: @the_genderman (on dreamwidth) / @the_genderman (on Ao3) Fanfic By: @menatiera​ (tumblr and Ao3)

Artwork Rating: general audiences Fic Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Choose Your Own Adventure; Multiple Storylines; any warning applies only to one/a few chapters; and can be mostly avoided; Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD; Depression; Suicidal Thoughts; Angst; Major character death (only once and I warn in advance so you can choose another storyline); Torture; torture of an animal; death of old age of an animal (again just one storyline and warned in advance); Body Dysphoria (kind of); animal possession; generic winter soldier warnings apply; most of the endings are so fluffy you wouldn’t believe based on these tags

Relationship: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers; James “Bucky” Barnes & Steve Rogers(mainly); James “Bucky” Barnes/Natasha Romanov; James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov; Steve Rogers/Avengers Team; Steve Rogers/James “Bucky” Barnes/Avengers Team; Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov; Peggy Carter & Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Choose Your Own Adventure; Multiple Storylines; Fluff and Angst; Angst with a Happy Ending; Sad Ending; Hurt/Comfort; Fluff; Fluff with a Happy Ending; Getting Together; First Kiss; happy third wheel Steve Rogers; Polyamory; Through the Years; the bad guys are assholes in every storyline; inaccurate portrayal of wolves’ behavior; Winter Soldier Mission; Red Room; On the Run; most of the endings are so fluffy you wouldn’t believe based on these tags; Team as Family; memory problems; dreams vs reality; team as lovers; cuddle room; the main ship is stucky; and most storyline will be stucky in one form or another; this revolves around the two of them; Fix-It; Lots of fix-its

Word Count: 32590 Chapters: 80/80 Summary:  Steve died crashing the Valkyrie. It comes as a great surprise to him when he wakes up at all, more so that he wakes up non-corporeal and with the ability to share bodies with animals.

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There are a lot of people who made this fic possible.

The beautiful art inspiring this story started it all, and my artist, bless their soul, was with me through the whole process, encouraging me at every step.

Winnie helped me from the very beginning (and laughed their ass off whenever I complained that I’ve made a mistake by this monster-project).

I had wonderful betas, alphas, brainstorming partners and cheer-readers. Without y'all, this wouldn’t have been possible. Thank you so much for everything!

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[itsallavengers]

67: “Stop being so cute”. BuckyNat if you could?

She was trying to fill out her mission reports. She was trying so hard to fill out her mission reports. Coulson was going to have her head if she didn’t finish her mission reports.

… she couldn’t finish her mission reports.

Because Bucky was there, and Bucky was existing, and he was trying to scrape the last vestiges of peanut butter from the bottom of the tub and pouting like a child when his spoon came up lacking, and she was so caught up with staring at him that there were no other thoughts in her head except ‘God, he’s so adorable’. How was a woman supposed to describe how she decapitated a man when her boyfriend was looking at a teaspoon as if it personally betrayed him?

She huffed and dragged her eyes away from him. Work. It was late, and she was tired, and unless she finished this now then there was no way she’d have it in time for morning. The target was in control of a large rectangular device attached to the mainframe of the ship, and HQ had informed Alpha 1 that rescue would not be until-

“Aw, man,” Bucky murmured to himself, and Natasha glanced up just as Bucky looked down and pawed helplessly at a peanut-butter stain that had formed on his sweater. He sighed to himself and then scraped half-heartedly at the patch, before giving up and just slumping down onto his chair. He had been waiting for Natasha to finish for the past hour, and she could tell he was getting bored.

Why did he have to look so good whilst doing nothing? Damn him. 

She sighed irritably. “Can you stop doing that?”

Bucky paused, then his head turned to her in confusion. “Stop doin’ what,” he asked, and his voice slurred with tiredness and his eyes looked like they could hardly keep themselves open and God, this man was the fiercest assassin on Earth, he’d killed men with his bare hands, he was not supposed to look adorable-

“Stop being so…” she waved a hand helplessly, knowing deep in her bones that this was a hopeless cause- she wasn’t getting this report finished tonight, “stop being so cute. You ruin my concentration.”

Bucky paused, before his mouth drew up into a small, sleepy smile. “I ruin you, huh?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows as she huffed and leaned back, “yeah… s’just my natural sex appeal, Romanov. Can’t help that.”

“Shut up,” she told him, her voice uncharacteristically warm. Bucky tended to bring that out of her. She wasn’t quite sure why. 

He just laughed, pushing himself up and then padding over to her before leaning down, resting his chin against her shoulder and angling his face until it pressed into the side of hers. “Make me,” he told her suggestively, hands rubbing lightly across the knots in her shoulders. 

She spared one last hopeless glance to her laptop, where the half-finished report lay. Then Bucky kissed her neck and said “please,” and all thoughts of work drifted rapidly out of her head.

She sighed, turning into him and then kissing him softly. Of everyone in the world, it was never the Winter Solider that she had ever thought would be able to make her heart flutter softly and her soul feel warm. And yet, here they were. 

And Bucky really did look adorable in his Hulk Slippers. 

She took his hand and tugged. “дурачить.”

He kissed her with a laugh and then followed along eagerly. “You love it, though.”

With a small huff of air, she just shook her head. “Yeah,” she said in defeat, “yeah, I do.”

Donate to my kofo // my ao3 

[naferty]

It was a close vote! Thank you, everyone, for helping me decide! For Halloween, here is Peter’s first Halloween for the Stroganoff au!

“Who’s the cutest little pumpkin that I have ever seen? Is it you? Is it?”

Peter blinked up at him with a gummy smile and legs kicking, making Tony’s heart melt.

“That’s right, it’s you! Yes, it is,” Tony cooed, unable to help himself. His pup was inside a pumpkin costume. The black spots making up the carved eyes and mouth on his fluffed middle and a mushroom cap on his head with a green stem sticking out on top. Perhaps Tony was being biased, but no one could deny his kid was the cutest tyke around. Whoever said otherwise can fight him on it.

And today he was going to show the world.

Peter’s first Halloween, and by default, his first ever little holiday. Tony had been looking forward to this, having picked out his pup’s costume the moment stores began stocking their shelves with candy and illegal amounts of orange. Steve might have thought him silly for it but the alpha was just as guilty as he was, planning the day down to the T weeks prior.

Leave it to Steve to make sure everything was absolutely safe for his mate and child on this night where ghosts and spooks and really inappropriate firefighters wander the streets freely.

“How are my favorite vampire and pumpkin doing?”

Speak of the alpha. Steve was standing by the doorway with his tattered costume dangling on his person and wolf ears sticking up on the top of his head. On his hands were fur-covered gloves and on the ripped patches of the costume fake fur was sprouting. The fond smile the alpha was giving them was made ridiculous with the sharp canines peeking through his lips.

Tony grinned to reveal his own. “They’re doing great and are ready to get this going.”

“Buck and Nat are ready and waiting and Happy just arrived. I’ll grab the bag and meet you at the door.”

Tony turned back to Peter. “You hear that? Uncle Bucky and aunt Nat are here. Let’s go see them.” Through his excited wiggling, Tony managed to lift his pup up and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before heading to the front door.

Standing near it he found Bucky and Nat waiting. The pair was wearing matching ballerina costumes that appeared straight out of the Russian Nutcracker with a little dash of Halloween. Bones were painted over the limbs of the fabric and Tony barked out a laugh when he noticed them both sporting dark makeup around their eyes, making them look like raccoons.

“Bucky do your makeup for you?” He asked her. He’d seen it before and wouldn’t be surprised if she fell victim to it as well.

She shrugged with a smirk. “I figured if we do a matching costume I better go all out. He doesn’t have a career in makeup, but at least he’s consistent.”

“Yeah, he has the raccoon eyes down. No doubt I’ll go to him if I’m ever in the mood for shadow eyes.”

“He’s also right here and can hear you both just fine,” Bucky said with a wave. “Hand over my nephew. At least he doesn’t judge me.”

“Not yet anyway,” Tony obliged, carefully passing Peter over and preening when both alphas ‘aww’ at the image Peter created. Work well done if he said so himself.

“You ready for your first Halloween, Pete? Going to steal all the hearts around?” Bucky bounced the pup a little.

“Pretty sure you’re not going to get him back at the end of the night,” Natasha commented as she made faces at the pup, who gave her his adorable gummy smile and wiggled his arms against Bucky’s chest.  

Steve chose that moment to appear. The baby bag hanging on his shoulder. “We better damn well get him back at the end of the night. Heads will roll if not.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re head alpha. Intimidate and glare and growl. No one is taking him away, you punk,” Bucky was first out the door, followed closely by the rest. As stated, Happy was waiting for them, but surprisingly so was Jarvis. The elderly alpha had on his classic suit but for the festive spirit, he also wore a witch hat as well.

Tony had not been expecting to see the alpha for that night. “I thought you were going to spend the evening handing candy out to the kids.”

“I had planned to, yes,” Jarvis nodded, “but Master Rogers asked me here to help.”

“I also asked if you could stop calling me ‘Master Rogers’ but you continue to be stubborn about it.” Jarvis hadn’t even attempted to appear innocent, making Steve snort. “I thought maybe it’d be nice to have him help when Peter gets tired. Have fun with friends with no worries and Jarvis gets to spend time with the pup.”

“Which I will happily do so.”

“If you’re sure, Jarvis. I don’t want to ruin your night.” Tony hated being a nuisance to his old caregiver, especially when his old bones weren’t what they used to be.

“Nonsense.” The elderly alpha opened the door of the black limo for them, successfully taking half of Happy’s job for the night. Not one to be outdone, Happy offered the infant car seat to them as Tony and Natasha were first to pile in.

Peter was safely buckled in and the rest of them got comfortable in their seats with Jarvis taking passenger side up front and Happy driving. The ride to Rhodey and Carol’s place was short. The two-story building standing tall and proud with spider webbing and spooky ghosts floating on the walls and doors and pumpkins decorating the edges of the house. Tony had to admire the pair’s work as they walked up to the front door. Even little tombstones were set up to lead their way to the party.

A knock on the door and it was Rhodey who welcomed them. His costume consisting of white wrappings around his face, neck, and arms in a very poor attempt of a mummy.

“You didn’t even try!” Tony felt betrayed, nonetheless going for a hug.

“Hey, I had to plan and get everything for this party,” Rhodey happily returned it, “I wasn’t going to let Carol anywhere near the decorations. They’d go missing. Didn’t get enough time to search for a costume.”

“Fine. I guess I’ll let you off the hook.”

“And I’ll forgive you for being late to my party.”

“Fashionably late.”

“No difference. All of you get in here. Everyone’s been waiting to see the star of the night.”

Rhodey waved them inside, welcoming and offering drinks to Happy waiting inside the limo, who kindly declined. The driver bid a quick goodbye and told them he’d be around the neighborhood to pick them up later.

“Jarvis, good to see you,” Rhodey offered a hand.

“Likewise, Master Rhodes,” Jarvis kindly shook it. “Anywhere, in particular, you want me?”

“Besides over with the others and having fun hopefully?”

“The night is still young. We will see.”

“I’ll take it. Come on, this way.” Rhodey led them down inside to where a large majority was gathered. They turned the corner just in time to see Clint yank his head up from a basin full of water just outside the window and everyone clapping in joy for him. In his mouth was an apple that he was trying to grin around.

Rhodey chose the moment everyone’s laughter and clapping died down to announce their presence. “Guess who’s finally here!”

Everyone and their mother lifted a drink in a cheer for them.

“About time!” In much Van Dyne Fashion, Jan came barreling down, pushing anyone else trying to reach them first out of the way. Her sparkling fairy wings helping along by attacking them all with glitter. “I’ve been waiting forever to see this little guy again.”

“Jan you just saw him yesterday,” Tony said fondly. Peter blinked at them from his arms.

“Feels like forever.”

Carol soon joined them. Cat ears sticking up from her blonde hair. “Trying to keep him away from us? We know your tricks.”

“As if we could. Both of you will break the door down while Pepper called the repairmen at the same time.”

“Aww, aren’t you the cutest little pumpkin I ever did see,” Jan cooed at the pup, squeaking when Peter chose that moment to sneeze. Carol was not far in joining her in the cooing. In fact, once everyone made sure they weren’t holding drinks or their costumes didn’t have sharp points, they began migrating over to their area to fawn over the pup.

Among them was Clint with wet hair from his bobbing for apples adventure and a penguin onesie. Sam was wearing a similar onesie that was of a giraffe and, as if they had planned a trio, Bruce was also wearing a onesie and was a proud turtle among the spooks. Thor, with his golden mane and his nose painted dark, appeared very much of the cowardly lion and Jane stood next to him to as Dorothy. A sulking Loki was the tin man and had probably been nagged to join in the festivities by his brother and there hiding behind a sofa was Hank in all his glorious lack of costume self.

Somewhere in the corner was a brooding Nick Fury with Maria Hill. Both wearing wizard hats. An odd sight for bosses to create. They were probably coerced into coming by Carol, most likely. Tony’s own boss, Pepper, with her bright red outfit representing little red riding hood, was making her way along with the others. Tony’s dearest friend May and her husband Ben were with her and May looked ready to take anyone stopping her from reaching her goal down.

Together they all created a sea of smiles as they stampeded their way towards them. Plenty of smiles. A lot of smiles, and not a single one aimed at him or at Steve. No, they were all meant for one tiny person and Tony wouldn’t have it any other way.

He had to back up a little when they all gathered around him. A bit overwhelmed and fearing they might accidentally push him down. Steve’s steady hand on his back helped him remain steady. In his arms, Peter was bombarded with ‘hello’s’ and kisses and so much attention Tony was surprised the pup didn’t immediately get fussy from so much stimulation. In fact, Peter basked in it and seemed to happily suck up everything they gave him with little trouble. His arms and legs waving excitedly before freezing in place when a new face came forward only to continue all over again when they began making funny faces. All the while Tony preened as they complimented Peter’s appearance and looks.

He had to admit. He and Steve made a pretty cute kid.

“Get the feeling you won’t be getting your mate and pup back for a while,” Bucky said to Steve. In his hand was a drink he managed to snatch while everyone stampeded over.

“From the preening I see, I don’t think he minds it one bit,” Natasha said through the sip of her drink. “Showing them off, Steve?”

“Can’t a fella be proud?” Sometime during the mobbing, Steve ended up being pushed back, leaving Tony to fend for himself. Steve wasn’t worried. He knew their friends were careful and he trusted them. It was probably why he wasn’t growling for them all to get back.

Nat had to give it to him. “Guess he can. I’d be proud, too.”

“Come on, Punk. Bet I can still beat you at bobbing for apples,” Bucky challenged, chugging his drink down in one go before racing to the basin.

“As if!” Steve scoffed and chased after him.