#one of the animal control guys who keeps showing up to flirt with steve

[wynnyfryd]

so like… fruity four as interns/employees in the Hawkins Parks department?

[lorenfangor]

an incomplete examination of AniTV

so I’ve finished season 1 of AniTV now, watching it in earnest for the first time ever (late to the party, but I’ve always known it was bad, and now’s the first time I’ve wanted to have anything to do with it) and I’ve come away with three main sets of feelings

things that they did as well as the books or in some cases better:

Tobias’s ridiculously emotionally intense reunion with holo!Elfangor, which was brilliantly acted compared to a lot of the other acting on the show and made me feel a lot of things. I think it’s more satisfying actually that he gets his morphing back this way as opposed to the Ellimist, but I’m aware I might just be saying that because I love this family

“The Capture, Part 2″ is also just fucking great. Temrash being smart and everyone else being smarter, Temrash flirting with Cassie and quasi-flirting with Tobias, and Temrash inadvertently leading the team to another Pool entrance? All great. It’s a solid bottle episode and it gives the kids’ actors a chance to really shine

since the kids are all high schoolers and their actors are adults there’s a lot more immediate established chemistry between Rachel and Tobias, which makes their relationship feel fleshed out more quickly than in the books, where they’re a lot more will they/won’t they about how they feel

Ax eating and interacting with humanity isn’t better than the books but it’s often just as good, with a special shoutout to the scene where he tries to get Tom to watch women’s weightlifting in an effort to blend in after hearing from Marco that guys talk about girls and sports

Jake gleefully eating escargot in front of Visser Three in human morph and Controller!Tom

Actual!Tom getting a scene where he encourages another host to keep fighting

things they did way worse that they could have done better:

I’m purposefully choosing to focus on things that aren’t “get a better budget” or “get better production design” so this is primarily about writing and story structure

There’s no reason that Rachel and Tobias should have as much hinted history and relationship as they do but nothing actually depicted onscreen. From the start, even in the alternate-universe episode, Rachel thinks Tobias is cute and charming, and she saves him from bullies rather than Jake doing it. We get the sense that they liked each other before he went nothlit, and we’re also shown that she has a secret bird morph solely for visiting him with. Relationship drama is cheap!

Jake/Cassie only comes up in the context of Temrash flirting with her to try and seduce her into letting him go and that’s Bad. Again, human relationship drama is cheap to film

If the writers had introduced morphing detectors earlier and used them more consistently, we could have more justification for why the kids have to spend so much time out of morph and sneaking around

actually there should have been in-universe justification for a lot of the budget elements - the flashlight Dracon beams were modified so that Controllers could carry them and not be stopped by Earth police or security, Tobias’s hawk actor having ties on his legs is so that people watching him spend time with Rachel in a park or in the woods don’t assume he’s a wild animal attacking her, the Blade Ship controls being an audio rig is because they were hastily retrofitted to fit human hands with salvaged equipment, Visser Three and Ax have to be in human morph because Earth is hostile to Andalites. things being cheap or looking like shit can be interesting, just ask Classic Who fans, but things being cheap and the production never acknowledging this or making it feel campy and fun just comes across like nobody cares

Marco is the most inconsistently written of any of the main cast, and the most “racist stereotype” of them too.

Why is everyone’s name changed? Why did Steve, Jean, Michelle, and Peter become Greg, Nikki, Aisha, and Jeremy?

actually this show is weirdly racist in a lot of ways and it’s very jarring after the books

what the fuck did I just watch, and why:

everything Esplin does with his tailblade is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen

Ax and Visser Three “fighting” by throwing punches and shoving one another

the It’s A Wonderful Life episode that dares to taunt me with “Tobias is the only one who met Elfangor” but does nothing with it

the Ellimist looking like a Star Wars hologram and sending Rachel back from the Bad Future with a knife 

Jake and Marco’s Blade Ship joyride that for some reason ends with a swamp crash and them just abandoning it

Visser One is an evil gardener now

Rachel only mauls like two people which feels like a crime against her character

Ax getting lassoed like a wild mustang

[3pirouette]

Fic: Not One Thing (1/1)

Title: Not One Thing

By: TriplePirouette/3Pirouette

Disclaimer: They're not mine.

Distribution: AO3 Anyone else please ask first :)

Story Summary: Peggy and Steve set things straight after she shoots at him. Set During CA: TFA

A/N: For Steggy Week Day 2: Favorite Moment. Who doesn’t love when she shoots him? I love it. So, here’s the missing scene, because during my re-watch I noticed that the first time we hear him call her Peggy was right after Private Lorraine kisses him. Then we go from her shooting him to the bar after Bucky dies, then right to the super sexually charged “You’re late,” at the Hydra facility. This… fills that in? Maybe? Hopefully.

~*~

“I don’t think one thing, Captain. Not one thing.”

Peggy hightailed it to the ladies’ room after she put the gun down, forcing the emotion welling in her throat to stop before it became tears in her eyes. She took a deep breath as the door swung closed behind her, offering her some much-needed solitude.

She’d been fooling herself, obviously, if she’d dreamed that Steve Rogers was different. If his sharp wit and calculating mind appealed to her, that didn’t change the fact that he was a man, and seemed all too happy to get into the same trouble every man she’d ever met got into.

Hadn’t this been what he wanted, to be just like every other man?

She pressed her hand on each of the toilet stall doors, letting them swing open to be sure she was alone before she set her hands on the sink and tried to slow her pounding heart. She looked up at herself in the mirror and felt the pain morph to disgust.

And yet, she still spent two weeks’ pay on that damn dress.

She thought she’d sent a message last night. She didn’t know how much clearer she could have been.

“Get it together, Carter,” she whispered to herself, pushing away from the sink. She should have known better. She should have expected it. Even the way he stuttered at her after he was caught, calling her Peggy instead of Agent Carter, bringing up fondu… he had no idea how to talk to women, but it certainly seemed to knew how to kiss them.

She might not have been so mad about it, except she was the one hoping to be kissed by him. Dreaming of it. Fantasizing about it. She had been since he was thin boned and she was worried she’d break him if she crawled into his lap to kiss him senseless.

Peggy knew better. She’d been burned before. She shouldn’t have put all her hope in one endearing man.

She turned, pushing her way into a stall and began to unbutton her skirt when she heard the door swing open again.

“Wait, so tell me now!” The soft voice was unfamiliar to Peggy, and she couldn’t see through the stall door. She sat quietly, fully dressed, hoping to be ignored.

“Well,” a much more animated voice started, low and deep like honey, “so I start saying that all the women owe him their thanks, right?”

Private Lorraine.

Anger and frustration and betrayal welled up in Peggy’s throat, and she swallowed hard as quietly as she could, afraid of giving herself away.

“Uh huh, go on!”

Peggy can just about see Private Lorraine preening in the mirror through the crack. “And he’s all cute and nervous, hemming and hawing, so I just grabbed his tie, pulled him back into the stacks, and laid one on him.”

“You didn’t!” the other woman exclaimed, excited and scandalized at the same time.

Peggy rolled her eyes. Lorraine had a reputation around the base, as did most women if the men’s talk was to be believed. She wasn’t interested in lambasting the woman any further, deserved or not. She was, however, quite interested in whatever the woman had to say next.

“I did.” There was satisfaction in her words.

“And?”

“And what?”

“And? How was he?”

“Fine.” She could see Lorraine shrug and turn back to the mirror. “I caught him off guard. He wasn’t into it.”

“No! You can’t be serious.”

Lorraine hummed. “I mean, he’s probably a good kisser, but I couldn’t get him warmed up enough to find out. Carter interrupted us.” She sighed.

“Maybe you should try again.”

She laughed heartily. “Oh, if you saw the way those two bickered after she caught him? No. No way am I getting in the middle of that. Would have been a catch, but I’ll let him go. I’ve still got my eyes set on Washington in the 5th Airborne.”

The two chatted on, leaving the bathroom after getting the gossip out. Peggy just sat for a long, long time.

~*~

“I don’t think one thing, Captain. Not one thing.”

He shook his head, trying to find a way to keep her voice from ringing in his ears.

It didn’t work. He didn’t think he was going to get any sleep tonight.

The connection they’d had was tenuous, at best, and he’d thought it was all in his head until she showed up with that red dress on. When she’d uttered those words, “the right partner,” his heart had skipped a beat, finally feeling on steady ground. Bucky, of course, had a few things to say after she left. What Steve hadn’t anticipated was spilling the whole story to Bucky over another pint, detailing from the first punch he saw her throw at Hodge to the backseat of the car in Brooklyn, from Fondue to the red dress.

“Jesus,” Bucky had laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. “You’re hopeless.” He laughed. “Still the same idiot I left back in the States.”

Steve had looked at him, confused.

“She likes you, stupid.” Bucky laughed, and tipped his head to the door she’d come through now hours ago. “You don’t put on a dress like that for someone you don’t like.”

“She just stopped in,” Steve stuttered. “I’m sure she was going to see other people.”

Bucky had looked at him, hard, and he knew he was kidding himself. Then and there he decided that the little looks, the light flirting, the line he was afraid to cross, absolutely needed some crossing.

Unfortunately, Private Lorraine had crossed a line first, and he was left as confused as when he’d started.

“I don’t think one thing, Captain. Not one thing.”

He couldn’t get it out of his head, couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d well and truly messed up.

Her shooting at him had been a pretty clear sign of that.

“I can hear you thinking from over here.” Bucky moaned from his own bunk. “How am I supposed to get any sleep with you thinking that loud?”

“Sorry, Buck- I just—”

“So, Lorraine kissed you. You know how many guys on base she’s kissed?” He laughed, folding his hands behind his head. “Pretty much all of them.”

Steve leaned back and fluffed his pillow. “I don’t think that makes it any better.”

“No, probably not.” Bucky laughed. “Steve. Just put on your big boy pants and tell her how you feel, ok?” Bucky turned at look at him. “I’m telling you, that red dress means she’s all in and you just gotta let her know that you are, too.”

“Maybe you’re right.”

“I’m always right.”

~*~

He caught her in the hallway outside her office, the building mostly empty for the night as she went to lock it up. She caught his eyes and turned, opening the door again and holding it for him to follow in after her. She shut it and crossed her arms, waiting silently.

He spoke after a long moment. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” Peggy’s tone was flat.

Steve nodded, hands stuffed in his pockets. “Yeah, I—” He looked down and then back up, earnestness written on his face. “I’m bad at this. You were right, when you said I don’t know anything about women.”

Peggy looked away and then back. “I often am.”

He nodded gain, taking a breath. “She kissed me, Peg, and I froze. I didn’t know what to do.”

Peggy fought hard to avoid laughing. She might not be so quick to amusement if she hadn’t heard Lorraine’s side of it this morning. “So, you kissed her back?”

He cringed, knowing the words that were going to leave his mouth were the truth, but not what she wanted or needed to hear. “Yeah it—it seemed rude not to.”

Peggy did laugh, then. Big, loud guffaws that she couldn’t hold back. “You kissed her back,” she asked through the laughs, “because you didn’t want to be rude?”

Steve couldn’t help it, his eyebrows wrinkled and he shot right back at her. “Hey! I’ve never had a girl grab me by the shirt and kiss me before! I didn’t know what the protocol was!”

Peggy couldn’t help but keep laughing. “Protocol? Proto—” She chuckled, the laughter finally settling down. “You push her away and say no thank you, Steve.” Peggy took a deep, high breath, still letting out little twitters as she gained control over herself.

Steve, however, was still incensed. “Peggy, it’s not funny.”

She tried very hard to not laugh again, breathing in deep through her nose. “Oh, yes it is.”

He stepped forward, getting closer to her. “I’m trying to apologize here.”

She cleared her throat and stood tall. “Yes, yes. You’re…” She took a deep breath, then had to bite her lip again. “You are. Yes.”

“Peggy,” he reached out, taking her hands, and he caused her breaths to stop and her to bite her lip in a different way. “I don’t want to kiss Private Lorraine. What happened was a mistake and I’m sorry you saw it, but… I don’t want to kiss anyone but you. Just you.”

She started breathing again, her eyes bright and holding his gaze. “Steve…”

“You’re the right partner, Peggy. I just… I didn’t think someone like you could be interested in a guy like me in a million years. But when you showed up last night in that dress…” he drifted off, eyes glazing as he remembered and smile blooming on his face, “Well, Bucky says I’m an idiot, but I’m an idiot who got the hint.”

She smiled brightly. “It was quite a large hint.”

“I’m… bad at this,” he confessed, squeezing her hands gently. “I don’t have a lot of practice and sometimes you’re gonna have to just hit me over the head with things.”

She took a deep breath and puller her hands away, sliding them up his arms to his shoulders. “Then let me hit you over the head with this. I don’t want to kiss anyone but you, either. And I’ve felt that way for quite a long time. Serum or no serum, soldier or dancing monkey.” She let her hand play over his collar as her demeanor turned hard. “But I’m no fool, Steven, and if you’re serious, as I am, I won’t aim at the shield next time.”

“There won’t be a next time,” he replied quickly and seriously, taking her hips in his hands and pulling her close.

Peggy smiled just a bit, looking into his eyes, hopeful. “Promise?”

He smiled back as her hands slid around his neck. “Promise.” He lifted one hand, letting it push a strand of hair back behind her ear. Their breaths mingled for a long moment, and Steve spoke quietly, a half-smile on his face that Peggy couldn’t decipher. “So, does this mean that I can kiss you now?”

She rolled her eyes at him. “If you don’t, I shall have to really hit you over the head.”

He moved almost before she finished speaking, slanting his warm lips over hers. It was mere seconds before she was melting under his kiss. A little unpracticed, a little unsure, but what he didn’t have in technique he made up for in enthusiasm. If she’d had any doubts before, she knew now: he hadn’t been lying, he didn’t want to kiss Private Lorraine. Steve wasn’t just a fine kisser, he was a lovely kisser.

And now, he was all hers.

[kate-read-that]

Everyone knows there's two groups in Scott's town: bikers and players. On one hand, bikers are a mess to be around: always looking for trouble, making noise, partying all over the city.... a mess. Th issue is, most have good grades and know enough about machines and motors and such to give classes to the mechanics from town.

On the other hand, players are nice looking, kind hearted, smart boys that never make a fuss and are always there to help the community however they can. Most are football players, runners and basketball players or all of those at the same time. They're a charm to be around, if you're lucky enough to get in their circle.

"Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, its early yet" says Peter to his friends, careful to keep equilibrium on his rollers.

"Thanks Mr, we'll take the same table we usually do" Steve laughs and goes sit at their usual table with the rest.

Serving the table next to them, pretty blond looks at Peter with adoration.

"Is Claire still trying to get you to ask her out, Peter" MJ asks, fully knowing the answer already. Peter whines.

"I've tried to discourage her in a million ways! I'm bi, but I'm not interested in her, I dont know why she doesnt get it!"

"Man shes hot and funny, what is there not to be interested about?" Sam asks, one broe arched in disbelief.

"If you like her, ask her out! That'll get her off me" Peter begs while writing down their orders, even thought theres no need.

They always order the same food and wait until Peter finishes his turn to go so something around the city, and tonight's no exception, until new company arrives.

The door opens to Tony S., major douchebag of the city, and his friends, the major dumbasses, Nat, Clint and Bucky B. Peter's friends instantly look awkward and pissed, and the other persons in the diner look at Tony's and his friends with dread. Who know what they might be up to. The fact that they cant be thrown off high school because his amazing grades pisses off a lot of people.

Peter swallows and calms himself. He hopes Tony wont cause problems in the diner, because that's the last thing he needs and tmhe really doesnt want to kick anyone out. Besides, he isn't sure how he would kick them out if he had to.

Despite his nervousness, he rolls to them and smiles politely: " Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, today is not as full"

"What about you sit on my lap, darling?" Tony claimed he was bi a long time ago; more than claimed, he was caught having sex with some guy under the major's statue. Peter counts to five so he doesnt reply to that.

"Choose whatever table you want, I'll go serve you right now" he then turns around to give the cooker his friends orders, hoping he doesnt look too startled.

Tony usually mocks them in high school, and they mock right back, but he has never said anything sexual to him. It's strange, thinking of him that way, like someone you can have sex with. Peter shakes his head and rolls back to Tony's table.

Nat and Clint are too busy signaling at each other to notice he's there, and Bucky is checking something on the other side of the diner. Peter is too shy to say something when no one is paying attention, so he waits until Tony tells his friends to shut up and order already because they're making Parker loose his time.

Peter looks at him surprised, but smiles and starts taking notes. Clint has a little bit problem to order, because his deaf and his parents couldnt teach him to talk until he got in school, but he manages. Peter likes Clint, he's nice and seems a good person, but he doesnt understand why he mixes with the rest.

Nat is adopted and she's always in trouble for this thing or the other, she's always quiet but when she talks is like she's always trying to test you, somehow. Bruce had to give her math classes for a while and he said she's actually not that bad, but she still scares Peter.

Buckys parents are cool, they let him leave alone, which sounds incredible, but hes always argues with teachers and missing class, and hes always inappropriate and rude to people.

And Tony's parents are as rich as it gets, but they like to live away from big cities so they're here until tony graduates. Peter doesn't know much about them, except that they no longer pick Tony up when he gets arrested so one of the members of their staff does it. His uncle Sam is a cop, and he says theres nothing sadder than parents that dont care about his son enough to get mad at him.

So Peter tries to be kind to them, but it's so hard when all they do is mock him and his friends. Besides, Tony always has the expression, like he's to good for everyone else! It drives Peter mad.

"I'm going to have the Burguer 6, with chips and a piece of that ass" Tony pretends to read seriously from the menu, but his friends dont laugh. Peter's tired of the jokes, but he needs the job and Tony is not going to ruin this for him.

"Sure thing, dude, maybe when hell freezes. What else?" The others do laugh this time, to Peter's confusion, and order their meals.

.....

"Dude he absolutely hates you" Bucky seems to find this hilarious, even though hes Tony's best friend and he should support him, dammit!

"Of course he had to wear shorts, not like I could keep my mind straight or something" Tony moans, watching Peter roll away like the cute doll he is.

"You're like an animal dude" Clint says, little sloppy but understandable.

"Pathetic" Adds Nat, as if Tony needed confirmation of the screw up.

"And besides, since when is your mind straight?" Bucky laughs at his own joke, like the idiot he is, Tony thinks, while checking the other side of the diner again.

"At least I dont stalk Rogers from here like some kind of pervert" Tony smiles wide at Bucky's affronted face, blushing and frowning. "Whatever".

"Dude, just tell him you're into him and ask him on a date, this suave shit is not your style" Clint signs, too tired to try and talk. Tony signs back "Suave is totally think you jerk!"

"Not when you care" Nat interrupts as direct as always, looking seriously at him. "Food here is good but if you did yourself a favor and went straight to it we wouldnt have to come here and hear you whine"

"Straight?" Bucky chimes again, entertained. Nat hits him in the back of the head "Idiot."

"I will, alright? I will"

Rught then, Peter comes back with their drinks and Tony leans back.

"I dont know what I like the most, you coming to me in those cute rolls or you going away in that killer short"

All his friends look at him exasperated, and Tony cant believe he actually said that to Peter. Hes never going to get a date with his cheesy fucking lines.

But Peter laughs. Not a big laugh, okay, but a short, cute one that he tries to hide.

"Maybe youd like me better without both, huh Tony?" He leans towards Tony a little, his hand on Tony's shoulder for a second.

Hes gone just as fast as he came, leaving the whole table shocked.

Tony knows he should close his mouth, but he cant believe Peter Parker just legit flirted back at him. What the hell? He needs a cold shower right now, and his friends need to stop looking at him.

"Did you pay him to say that or something" Tony knows Bucky is trying to be funny, but truth is he cant explain that act either, and when he looks at Nat and Clint for help, they're just staring at him like a third head just grew out.

...

Peter is hyperventilating.

"I cant believe I flirted back. What the hell is wrong with me?" His friends are looking at him like he just told them he likes to dance hula naked in december, and Peter cant blame them

"Huh, maybe the fact that you've had the hots for him for years?"MJs voice cuts the air. Peter looks at her in disbelief.

"I have not! He's arrogant and careless and despective and rude and..."

"And hot and intelligent and funny, in your opinion" MJ adds, smiling "I've seen you laugh at his jokes when you think no one is watching, and you cant deny hes hot and smary"

"Maybe you should date him"

"Dont be ridiculous, I'm leaning to girls in this period of my life. And he's into you, not me"

Peter couldnt believe MJ. He did not have the hots for Tony, and Tomy was not funny, not all the time anyway, and Tony Stark was not into Peter in any way, shape or form.

And yet he had felt so good flirting with him. Seeing his amazement when Peter had answered. For once, Tony was not in control of everything and playing his jokes, he was shocked.

And Peter did that to him.

So Peter decided, what the hell, let's try this out. If he ends up being an asshole, my friends will kick his ass for me.

"If you like him, go ahead, but he looks like too much trouble for me" Steve said, looking worried. He and Bucky had been childhood friends, but they bad separated later in life and Steve didn't like to be close to him or his friends, Tony included.

"Yeah, and if he's a jerk to you well talk to him" Sam smiled threatingly, clapping his hands.

"Nat is really nice to be around when you meet her" added a blushing Bruce, who had been crushing on the ginger since they met but was way too shy to say or do anything.

Peter kept working until he had to deliver Tony's food. He tried not to show he was nervous and he definitely didnt check his ass before going out the kitchen with the food.

"Number 6,8,12, and 3 for you guys, with chips for everyone and a piece of ass for Anthony" he looked at Tony intently, trying to guess his reaction. For a second Stark just stranded there, shocked, until he slapped Peter's ass so strongly all the diner turned around. Or maybe it was because Peter had let out the loudest moan a boy his size could produce.

Peter thought he was going to kill himself. What was that?? One thing is flirting,but that? He was so losing his job. Trying to keep as much dignity as he could, he said "That's more than a piece, and it hurt, you idiot" and he turned around and left, head high and eyes burning from shame.

....

Tony was going to kill himself.

"Dude, what the fuck? He was kidding you dumbass" Bucky, again, was laughing at him. Although this time Tony couldnt blame him, fuck it. What the hell was that?? It's not like Peter's bubble butt didnt deserve one or two good slaps, but Peter worked there!

On the other hand, how could have Tomy anticipated that Peter was going to react like that? That moan could have brought people from the death, nd it certainly brought some of Tony's parts as well.

"It seemed like he liked it" Nat said, like she was reading Tony's mind. She was trying to keep herself from laughing, while Clint signaled that he was scarred for life.

Tont got up without knowing what he was doing. People weren't looking directly anymore, but he knew they were still totally focused on his movements. He got in the staff room without problems. Apparently Claire was too shocked to say nothing about it.

As soon as he got in he saw Peter, sitting in a corner, head buried on his lap.

"Dude what the hell? Are you alright?" Tony rushed to him scared. Peter just laughed.

"You're kidding? I'm si getting fired after that. What the fuck, man? In which world is that an appropriate way of flirting?"

"So we were flirting?" Tony wanted to confirm, and he realized now he sounded like an ass.

"Oh my god you slapped my ass but you dodnt know we were flirting? Dude! You're all class arent you?" Peter frowned at him.

"Didnt seem like you cared" Tomy knew he was being a dick, but he couldnt help it when Peter was right there, all long legs and blushed and nervous and biting his goddamn lip making it even redder than usual. If possible, Peter got even more red. "I liked that a lot, but that doesnt mean you can do it in my job, you idiot"

"What about my place? When you finish here?" Tony knew he was going to be totally rejected after that but he had to try, right?

"Ah, no, I'm not letting you win after that. You're taking me on a date first, and if you behave I'll let you take me to your place and well see what happens" Peter said, knowing full well he was going to be ditched.

"Deal"

"Wait, you sirious?" Peter opened his eyes in disbelief.

"What, you're not?" Tony arched his brow.

"I am, I am. Okay, deal"

"Can I ask you something, before I leave?"

"What?"

"Would you wear those shorts to our date?"

[merlin-wolfgang-trades-hale]

Trouble at Newark International

@halevetica xD a lil something. This might be my last big of fic I write for the rest of the month as I take a bit of a break from writing to relax and catch up on shows I’m behind on. But I can’t resist some JealousSteve

There was a time when Danny contemplated becoming a fireman like his father. It didn’t pan out exactly but that doesn’t mean he’s a stranger to the fire station. He’s constantly there hanging out with his old man when possible and befriending the firefighters there. 

He still keeps in touch with a few of them. A call here, a postcard there.

With Clara’s birthday coming up, Danny was excited about being back home and seeing everyone he once knew and ran with. The most exciting thing about his trip, however, was showing Steve around. Now that they were together, Danny wanted to take Steve home to ‘meet the family’. Steve’s met most of Danny’s family before but it was on the island, and though that was Danny’s home now, it felt important to show Steve New Jersey. 

Steve hasn’t seen Danny that excited about something in a long time, which made him excited too. 

All through the flight, Danny raved about old hangouts, people he hopes to see, things they gotta do. Steve listened and took it all very seriously. This was the first time he was heading to Jersey and it was officially as Danny’s boyfriend! For a family gathering! He was a little stressed but seeing Danny excited about going home was all Steve needed to feel calm. 

“Are both of your parents picking us up?” Steve asked as they waited for their bags at luggage claim. 

“Uh no. Mom’s doin’ something with Stella and dad had an appointment he couldn’t reschedule.” Danny replied. 

Steve frowned a bit, “So we’re gonna get a taxi then?” 

“No,” Danny answered with a smile. “Dad said he asked one of the guys at the station if they’d pick us up.”

“Oh! That’s nice. Do you know who?” Steve asked. 

“Uh, no. But it whoever it is, it’ll be awesome to see them again. And you’ll love them. Most of them are also hot-headed alpha males who love running into dangerous situations.” Danny teased. 

“Hey, your father’s a firefighter.” Steve reminded him. 

Danny was caught off guard, having walked right into that one. So he stuck his tongue out at Steve. Steve smirked as he leaned in and nipped at Danny’s tongue before pulling him in a bit of a make-out session.  

When they pulled apart, Danny playfully punched Steve’s chest, “Control yourself, you animal.” 

“You bring it out in me, baby,” Steve told him as he kissed Danny again.  

Danny pulled away when he saw his bags. “Wanna take this for me?” 

“Danny, I’m the guest. You take my bags.” 

They bantered a bit before they got both of their bags, since Danny’s was a suitcase with wheels they just placed Steve’s duffel on top. When they got through customs, Danny tried to see who was there to pick them up. 

Then he saw him. 

And so did Steve. 

It wasn’t an old, grey-haired, wrinkled retired firefighter who might come over to the Williams’ for a poker night as one of Eddie William’s friends. It was a guy around their age, Steve’s height, buff, and chiseled, charming smile, golden hair brushed to the side like a 1940’s soldier. He was holding up a beautifully calligraphed posted with Danny’s name on it, a bouquet of flowers, and something sort of chocolate box. 

His eyes lit up when he sees Danny and starts power-walking their way. Danny? Danny pulls the suitcase along until a foot away from the guy and tackles him into a hug. 

Steve’s a bit speechless that a conversation happens before he can act. 

“Oh my god! Why didn’t you tell me it was you dad asked to come to pick me up?” Danny asked.

The guy shrugged and said, “I wanted to surprise you. God, you look amazing. Like damn, Williams...like fine wine. Oh, these are for you.” 

Danny accepts the flowers and chocolates but before he could say anything else, Steve has his chest pressed firmly into Danny’s back, glaring at the guy with his toughest SEAL scare face he can muster. 

Danny looks up at Steve with a raised eyebrow before moving to the side so he wouldn’t be between the two of them and introduced Steve. “Kev, this is my boyfriend Steve.  We’re gonna play tourist for a few days while we visit for ma’s birthday. Steve, this is Kevin. He’s part of my dad’s fire fighting team.” 

Steve didn’t make a move to shake Kevin’s hand, and Kevin didn’t raise his hand to do it either. “Funny. Danny’s never mentioned you.” 

“Danny’s never mentioned you in his postcards either.” Kevin strikes back. 

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, flexing a bit to make himself seem bigger. 

“Guys...can we head home now, I’m really jet-lagged.” Danny deadpanned. 

“You’re probably busy, Danny and I can take a cab,” Steve said. 

“No way. Eddie asked me personally.” Kevin replied. “Come on, my truck’s in the garage. Here, let me get your bags.” Kevin said as he reached for them. 

“I got it!” Steve exclaimed, stepping between Kevin and the bags. He shouldered his duffel and grabbed Danny’s suitcase from the side handle to carry it. Despite it having wheels, but he felt like he had to show off his strength. He turned and hugged Danny to him with his free arm and glared at Kevin, who glared back. As they began to walk after Danny awkwardly cleared his throat, Steve grabbed the flowers from Danny and handed them to a random lady while saying, “Welcome to Jersey.” Even though she was clearly there waiting for someone herself. 

Danny stared at Steve incredulously but Steve didn’t give him a chance to yell at him there. 

~~~~~~~~~~

“Oh thank God you’re here!” Clara ran to hug them. 

Danny hugged her back, “Good to see you, ma.” 

Steve moved to hug her too. “Hi, Clara...what’s with the look?” 

“Edward said he sent Kevin to come to get you and I swore I’d be seeing you on TV.” 

Danny frowned, “What do you mean?” 

She rolled her eyes as she waved them inside. On their way in she explains, “It’s no secret to anyone that Kevin’s been crushing on you since you joined the academy, sweetheart.” 

“What?” Steve demanded. 

Then Clara gestured to Steve as if to prove a point, “Knowing how Steve was, and how Kevin could get, I was sure there would have been a huge...thing. But I’m glad both of you are here and okay.”

“Well we’re mostly okay,” Danny replied, giving Steve a look. 

Clara raised an eyebrow and looked at Steve with a matching look Danny had. Like mother, like son. “What happened?”

“Nothing!” 

“You call getting banned from Newark Liberty nothing? Steve, we’re going to have to go to New York to get home!” Danny exclaimed. 

“You got banned from the airport? Why?” Clara gasped. 

“Not forever! I’ll make a few calls and get it cleared up. And...I got into a fight.” Steve said dismissively, blushing a bit. 

“With Kevin?” Clara inquired. 

“He had it coming!” 

Danny sighed deeply but he gave Steve a break and spoke up. “He sort of did. Steve’s jealousy wasn’t unfounded. I introduced Steve as my boyfriend so Kevin should have stopped being so forward with me.” 

Steve smiled a bit and pulled Danny close by his hip, “Damn right.” 

Clara slapped Steve’s shoulder, “No cursing in my house. I’m glad you do stick up for my son, but try not to give him any more greys. Now go wash up, supper’s almost ready.” 

When Clara was out of ear-shot, he pulled Danny to the side. “You’re not mad are me, are you? I know I was defending your honor and all but...you’re no damsel. And jealousy has a fine line that can easily be cross from adorable trait to….bit of a red flag.”

Danny leaned up to kiss him. “I’m glad you can recognize that. And I am your boyfriend and another guy was heavily flirting with me so...I can understand. You could have let me keep the chocolate though.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” Steve promised and then looked mischievously upstairs, “I can’t wait to blow you in your old bedroom. We can roleplay and I’ll be your high school boyfriend you’re not allowed to see, but I sneak in through your window anyway…”

“Are you going to literally sneak in through my window?” Danny asked with a smirk. 

“If you want me to.” 

“Boys! Stop flirting and go wash up!”

[thosekidswhohuntmonsters]

Seriously Hurt 

Summary: This time when Wade Wilson breaks into the Avenger’s Tower it isn’t just to piss Tony off, it’s to save the readers life. As the team, especially Tony, learns more about the reader they reach a crossroads. Can a person’s past be forgiven? Is it who you are now and not who you were then, that matters? Do people deserve a second chance? Bucky seems to think so. 

Word Count: 2708

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Tony rolled his eyes as he watched Wade enter the room. This was the third time Wade had broken into the tower, despite the top of the line security system that he himself had programmed.

“Well aren’t you the gift that keeps on giving”. Wade was unfazed by Tony’s sarcasm, besides he knew Tony secretly love their little game of cat and mouse. Stepping to the side Wade revealed the true reason for his visit.

He looked to Tony, “Don’t get your panties in a twist R2D2, I ain’t here for me today”. As Wade nudged your side you knew this was your turn to talk. Now, not only was Tony looking at you but both Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes.

“I’m (y/n), and don’t worry I’m not nearly as much of a dick as Wade is”, you said before turning to wink at Wade. The room remained silent, everyone trying to understand where you fit in all of this.

Tony sipped from his coffee, “If he’s holding you against your will blink twice”. It was kinda strange to have all eyes on you, especially the eyes of such impressive people. You felt almost like an animal on display.

Wade began to double over in fake laughter, “Wow I didn’t know robots could make jokes! As much as I’d love to continue comedy hour, I’m going to cut to the chase here. I have a bad guy to fuck up, think the love child of Bin Laden and whoever made the ‘What does the Fox say’ song, and I need to know (y/n) here is safe”.

It was entertaining to see everyone try not to smile at Wade’s jokes, but fail miserably. As much as people loved to say that Wade was a lot of handle, it seemed as though they secretly felt that he was a lot better than most.

Placing down his mug Tony joked,“So I’m now a bed and breakfast? Stark’s Suites?”. You watched as Steve Rogers placed down the newspaper he’d been reading, obviously annoyed. He began to reason with Tony, “We can keep her safe Tony, why not?”.

The man you knew as the Winter Soldier began to smirk, “and besides she already told as us she’s not as much of a dick as Wade”. You began to smile yourself, they were being so welcoming to you.

Tony was still weary, “And why can’t she accompany your ‘lovely’ ass?”. Wade refrained from making a joke, even though Tony had kinda set himself up there. Instead he explained, “Because she’s what the twisted fuck wants, and I ain’t gonna allow that”.

It was a long story, and if it was told by Wade, it was even longer. He loved being dramatic. A picture is worth a thousand words, so you figured that showing would be better than telling.

You closed your eyes and slowly summoned your powers. Feeling a little dramatic yourself you decided to give them all a show. You began to feel the electricity in the tips of your fingers.

The men hadn’t yet realized, but you were changing the very makeup of the air around you. If you wanted you could make it thunder, you could engulf the room in flames, or you could make the room crumble to brick and ash with the snap of your fingers.

In order to not destroy the very place you were hoping to hide out in, you settled on your manipulation abilities. When you can change the manifestations of energy down to an atomic level, controlling minds is a piece of cake.

With only your mind you pulled Tony forward until he stood a few feet in front of you, conjured up an electrical current, and surrounded him in circle of electricity. Steve and Bucky both tensed, until they realized that Tony looked as calm as ever.

You’d placed him under a trance, in his mind he was on the most peaceful beach the world had to offer drinking mimosas with Pepper. For effect you slowly began to turn the electricity into flames, allowing them to flow downward from the top of the circle you’d created.

It was strangely beautiful, as the flames flowed like water, and it was like nothing anyone in the room had seen before. The men watched in amazement as you turned what looked like lighting into fire, and then let it fade completely before the flames could reach the floor.

With the flick of your wrist Tony awoke, “Okay.. F.R.I.D.A.Y. run back the security footage of the last minute please”. Tony projected a screen from his wrist, and watched your little show.

For a moment his mouth hung open, you’d rendered the man who always had something sarcastic to say, speechless. While he’d been out cold he’d had the most vivid dreams, but in reality you're engulfed him in a ring of fire and electricity that was nearly as high as the ceiling.

He turned to you, “You play with elements as if they’re nothing….I can see why someone would want to take advantage of that”. It was true, when they wrong people knew what you were capable of it had the potential to be catastrophic.

“Control the party in your pants, just let me know whether she’ll be safe here or not.”. As much as Wade loved to joke around, he was honestly concerned about your well being. He’d wanted you as far away from the fight as possible.

Of course Tony knew he was going to let you stay the moment after Wade first asked, but true to his nature he liked to bush buttons. He smirked, “With her Jedi mind-tricks, I don't think I have a choice”.

That was Tony’s version of a warm welcome. Immediately Wade pulled you into a hug, “Alright dickhead, give daddypool a nice goodbye hug”. And that was Wade’s version of a heartfelt goodbye.

Much to his dismay you kissed his cheek, “Tell Domino I say hi, and to make sure your uglyass doesn’t die on me. If you’re gone, who’s gonna scare the kids on halloween?”. You could hear Bucky try to stifle a laugh, and it cut through the tension of the moment.

Wade began to make his exit, “We could always show the kiddos what you look like before your morning coffee, that’s enough to make Trump crawl back to the hellhole he came from with his tail between his legs”.

That time it was Steve trying to hold back a laugh. Letting out a sigh you put on a smile and tried to pretend that Wade wasn’t about to get himself possibly killed..and all for you. Tony surprisingly came to your rescue, “Steve and I have a debriefing to attend, but Bucky can show you to your room”.

You gripped the straps of your backpack a little harder, “I was expecting a couch, knowing you a couch that costs more than both my kidneys, but a couch”. Tony smirked once again, he was really liking your sense of humor.

He placed his now empty coffee mug in the sink, “You’ve spent the past couple of months living with Wade Wilson, I think you deserve an actual bed”. Knowing went to quit, you simply nodded your head and thanked him.

Steve got up from the table, “It was nice meeting you (y/n), if you need anything don’t be afraid to ask”. So they weren’t just rumors, Steve Rogers was an actual angel sent down from heaven itself.

“And if you ever need any marshmallows toasted, I’m your girl”.

This time Steve didn’t hold back his laughter, and you realized that he was even more beautiful than people said. You could feel that the way everyone had been treating you was genuine and it made a world of a difference.

Once Steve and Tony left the kitchen, it was just you and Bucky. For a moment you just stood there unsure of what to say or do. It had finally settled in that Wade was off to go fight and you were left with strangers, kind and generous strangers, but strangers nonetheless.

Bucky got up from the table, “Why don’t I show you your room so you can put your things down, and then if you’re up for it we can have some real breakfast. No pressure”. You let out a sigh, that did sound like a good offer.

“Only if there’s waffles involved, yes pressure” you teased. Bucky smiled and you felt your heart begin to flutter. Between both him and Steve you’d have a heart attack by the end of the day.

Bucky began to lead you out of the kitchen, “There’s a reason waffles and win both begin with a ‘w’ doll”. Slowly but surely you felt yourself getting more comfortable. You couldn’t tell if you were flirting, or doll was 40’s slang for dude, but it was definitely distracting you.

As you walked through the tower you felt like you were in the most luxury maze the world had to offer. Everything looked too expensive to ever breath on, but it somehow managed to also feel cozy.

Suddenly becoming an avenger sounded more and more appealing. After what felt like forever, Bucky stopped in front of a room labeled “Little Witch”. Slowly he opened the door, “It used to be Wanda’s but her and Vision moved out”.

You’d heard about Wanda before, and in all honesty she’d sounded kickass. Her room was the perfect mixture of cozy and minimalistic. There was a tv, artwork on the walls, a guitar, a beautiful bed, and a desk.

“Well this sure beats sharing a bed with someone who snores like a fighter jet”.

While you weren’t completely lying, you knew that in reality you’d miss the company of sleeping next to Wade. He was the only one who could make your nightmares vanish with one bad joke.

Bucky walked toward the window, “How long have you and Wade known each other?”. It was half curiosity, and half wondering if he’d been flirting with a taken woman. He watched as you laughed to yourself.

You began to reminisce, “Too long...but not that long..everything after the lab just feels like a whole new world”. Bucky wasn’t sure if he’d heard you correctly. Had you both been more connected than he’d thought?

Reading your body language he could tell that you’d felt as though you've shared too much and let something big slip. So maybe he had heard you correctly. Anyways, he’d never pry, he’d experienced enough of people poking and prodding to ever do it himself.

Trying to switch subjects you placed your bag down onto your new bed and asked, “So I was promised waffles?”. Bucky let things smoothly transition, and internally you let out a sigh of relief. He grinned, “You’re looking at the best waffle maker in all of Brooklyn”.

Bucky was going to cook you breakfast? Maybe you’d really went to the fight with Wade, died, and gone to heaven. You could feel your stomach beginning to grumble with the mention of food, “Wow, I didn’t know I was in the presence of such royalty”.

Teasingly he bowed, “It’s okay doll, I’m not holding my diamond-encrusted spatula so how were you supposed to know?”. To have the conversation flow so smoothly calmed your nerves.

You’d been afraid that the avengers were as uptight as Wade joked. Humor, especially the self-deprecating kind, was the key to handling all the complete and utter bullshit life threw your way.

If there was anything you’d learned from Wade it was that jokes were like a liferaft in a sea of despair.  Either you can let sadness swallow you whole, or laugh in its face. It wasn’t easy, but it was worth trying.

“Well your highness, however shall I repay you for my ungracious naivety?”.

Bucky grinned, were you flirting with him in old english? He found you surprisingly intoxicating. He tried to look regal, “Hmm since it was an honest mistake, and clearly not out of malice, I believe all would be forgiven over a movie ”.

You both were back out into the hallway now, “A movie?”. Was he already asking you on a date? For the first time in a long time you felt butterflies in your stomach. Bucky continued to lead you back toward the kitchen, “Preferably Disney”.

Although the world knew him as a trained assassin, his closest friends knew him as a huge disney fan. Bucky secretly blamed Steve for it, but the movies were so good that he couldn’t truly complain.

You jumped up and sat on the kitchen counter, “Lilo and Stitch?”. Bucky had begun to get the various ingredients from the fridge, and as his back was now to you, you couldn’t see his smile.

“Good choice”.

The kitchen was filled with laughter, the both of you enjoying how it felt to get along so effortlessly. It was rare that Bucky could feel comfortable around someone he’d just met, let alone really begin to like them.

You watched as he began to make the mix from scratch. You were amazed, “Wow so you’re not just a pretty face”. It was somewhat forward of you, but you were testing the waters. Bucky took the bait, “Just you wait and see doll”.

He’d matched your forwardness, and thus you both knew how interested the other was. Plus, now you knew doll was the same thing as babygirl or princess. But it sounded a lot better leaving his lips, as if he knew exactly how to drive a girl wild.

“I’m starting to think you’re a huge flirt and that whole cold and aloof assassin vibe is just a front”.

Bucky’s smirk grew. He enjoyed your teasing, “Oh doll, you should’ve seen me back in the day”. As he reminisced he started to laugh softly to himself. It was nice to feel like that part of his life wasn’t so far away for once.

Flirting with you had rekindled something deep within himself. You watched in delight as he finally poured the mix into the maker. Your stomach was louder than Wade’s snoring by now.

“If that waffle tastes as good as it smells, then I can only imagine how much of a lady killer you were”.

With the sound of footsteps you were both awoken from your little love trance. Sam hadn’t meant to ruin the moment, but he’d needed to find Bucky. He apologized, “Sorry, but Steve said he needs both of us in the conference room asap”.

Bucky turned to you, “Guess I’ll need a raincheck on that movie then (y/n)”. You nodded your head and smiled, trying to ignore how much you hated the thought of Bucky already leaving.

Sam looked truly sad, “It was nice to meet you (y/n)”. You told him the same and allowed him to leave the kitchen with Bucky. Although you were now alone, at least the waffles would be done in a minute or so.

With a sigh you tried to pull yourself up and remind yourself how great of a start this had already been. Bucky was more wonderful than you could’ve imagined, and he seemed to really like you too.

As much as this situation sucked, it seemed like the beginning of something good. Maybe the universe had finally felt bad for constantly handing you the shit- end of the stick, maybe for once things were about to change for the better.

“Steve, we can’t keep her here and you know that. She was in Pierce’s back pocket and in case you’ve forgotten that was the man who infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. in the name of HYDRA”.

Steve sighed, he wished that Tony had never done that digging because it had changed everything. It had revealed that you had some skeletons in your closet, some big ones, and that you possibly weren’t as innocent as you seemed.

They had reached a crossroads and were left wondering if you were just another Hydra assassin, or just an innocent person caught in the crossfire. Things were about to get serious, and some people were about to get seriously hurt.

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Mixology - Nomad

Mixology - A Captain America Fanfic

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Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count:  3440

Series Warnings:  Angst, Character death, Breaking up and making up, past trauma, pregnancy, talk of abortion, smut (vaginal sex, fingering, other things)

Synopsis:   Steve Rogers comes into your bar and after a night of flirting you take him home.  When he leaves the next day you never expect to see him again.

A/N:  This fic was written pre-Infinity War.  Here’s where it deviates from canon

Nomad

One day after Steve Rogers left you, taking the last remaining remnants of heart you had with him.  Tony Stark showed up at your apartment.   You’d barely left the bed.  You certainly hadn’t eaten since Steve had left.  You didn’t know what you were going to do now.  How you could possibly survive this.  You had no job, no money, no way of getting any until you were healed and no Steve.  You were well on your way to being homeless and walking up and down the subway hoping people would take pity on you and give you a dollar so you might be able to eat that day.  

Your roommate, Lizzy let Tony in and he strode into your room as if he owned it.  You just stared blankly through him.

“Wow when you sulk, you really sulk.”  He says sitting at the end of your bed. “You could do with a shower, buttercup.”

“What do you want?”  You ask, your words coming out completely monotone.

He sighs.  “I have this for you.”  He reaches into the breast pocket of his jacket and pulls out a check.  “You and I both know what happened to you is my fault.  We also know that if you sued me you’d win.  Even with all the best legal counsel money can buy.  It’s pretty cut and dry.  You were in my building because I hired you to be there.  A machine I made attacked you.  I also know you.  You’re not the suing other people type.  So here’s the settlement check.  Use it to start over.”

You take it and look at the number.  It’s obscene.  Like you’ve never seen that many zeros next to each other obscene.  “I can’t take this from you.  It’s too much.”

He reaches into his jacket pocket again and takes out a card.  “This is my accountant.  You don’t have to use him, but he knows to bill it to me if you do.  He’ll help you with the tax you have to pay and if you want to invest.  Don’t let him invest in SI. Those shares are plummeting after what just happened.  Although, maybe now’s the time?”

He gets up and heads to the door.  “Take care of yourself, mixology.”

“Thank you, Tony.”

What Tony gave you was the ability to run.  After your ribs healed and the cast on your arm was off, you saw his accountant.  He set up investments and told you he’d take care of your tax.  You packed your bags and you ran.  

Now you didn’t need to work anymore.  You didn’t have to interact with anyone in any kind of meaningful way.  You never spent longer than three months in a city.  Usually, it was no more than a month.  You’d just book apartments on Airbnb or a site like that.  You’d see the city and move on.  You were a nomad.

You saw what happened with the Avengers.  How they split.  How Steve went on the run.  You tried to pretend you didn’t care.  It wasn’t a successful endeavor.  You ate up your roaming data checking, again and again, to see if there was any news.  

The first time you saw Steve again was a little over a year after he broke up with you.  You were visiting Niagara Falls.  You had stayed out late eating poutine sitting on the wall watching the lights change colors on Horseshoe Falls.  Huge fat bugs would fly around you making sure you were never quite comfortable there.  The sound of the water gushing over the edge at such an insane rate called to you.  You kept thinking if you could just climb down the embankment the water would do all the work for you and you could finally escape.

You couldn’t do it though.  Now you were just a little damp and cold.  You just wanted to have a hot shower and sleep.  You stepped through the front door to the studio apartment you were renting and he was sitting on the couch in the dark watching the door.  He was wearing dark clothes.  The most modern you’d ever seen him in.  A hoodie and black jeans.  He’d grown a beard.  You guess as a disguise.  You doubted anyone seeing this guy in front of you would suspect it was Captain America.

You are startled but just for a second.  “Hello, Captain.”  You say throwing your keys and handbag onto the dining table.  

“I don’t do that anymore.”  He says.

You shrug.  “It’s who you are.  I’ll just keep calling you that, thanks.”

“Sweetheart…”  He says.

You cut him off.  “I’m pretty sure I told you not to call me that.”  You snap.  “Whatever you want, Captain, just say it and get out.”

You start taking off your wet clothes.  You’ll be damned if you’re going to stand around being uncomfortable because he decided to break into your apartment.  

“I’m sorry.”  He says.  

“Well, whoopdi-freaking-do.”  You snarl.  “All is forgiven because the Captain had a fight with his friends and now feels lonely enough to track me down.  How long have you been sitting in the dark waiting for me?”

“Seven or eight hours.  I forget.  Why were you so late home?”  He asks.

You turn to him in your bra and about to pull off your jeans.  “Why?  You worried I was fucking some other guy?  A little jealous, Captain?  Well, don’t worry.  There has been no guy near me since you.  I was just at the falls trying to get the courage to jump in.”  

Steve stands and approaches you.  His hand goes to your face and you shove him away.  “Are we done?”  You snap.  “Got what you needed?  Get out of my apartment.”

“I’m not giving up on us.”  He says, walking to the door.

The second time you see him you’re in Berlin.  You step out the front door of one of the many identically ugly building erected during Soviet Occupation of East Germany.  He walks up beside you as you head towards the U-Bahn.  You know it’s him just by the way he holds himself.  You don’t even need to look.  

“Captain.”  You say.  

“I found Bucky.”  He replies.

“That’s nice for you.  Go pretend you’re not Captain America with him and stop bothering me.”  

He grabs your arm and you stop walking and glare at him.  “I’m not Captain America anymore.”

“Don’t you get it, Captain?  You can say that all you like.  You made me fall in love with a dead man.  You will always be Captain America to me, and Captain America killed the man I loved.”  You seethe.  

You pull your arm free and pick up your pace heading down the steps to the U-Bahn.  Hoping that there will be a train waiting there for you.

He keeps pace with you easily.   “I made a mistake.  I can’t even begin to apologize for it.  You needed me and I got scared.  I was wrong.  I thought I couldn’t be Steve Rogers for you.  For me.  It was Captain America I needed to give up on and I have.”

“Too little, too late.”  You make it to the platform as a train pulls up.  “It’s been great catching up, Captain.  Don’t make a habit of it.”  You say jumping onto the train.

And so it goes. You run and he finds you.  The third time you see him you’re in Australia visiting the Great Barrier Reef.  The fourth you’re in Thailand at a resort on the border of Myanmar in the middle of the Jungle.  The fifth time you’re in Chile, he finds you in a restaurant near the ocean eating ceviche.  Each time he finds you, you let him talk a little longer.  The truth is you like it when he finds you at least as much as you hate it.  You only ever call him Captain.

The sixth time he finds you staying in a cottage just North of Cardiff in Wales.  It’s green grass and stone walls for miles.  You step outside to get some fresh air and he’s just there, cutting wood.  

You sigh and approach him.   “You know this is stalking right, Captain?”  

He puts the ax down and faces you.  “I love you.  I know you love me.”

“I love Steve Rogers.  He died.  I have to live with that for the rest of my life.  You showing up and reminding me of him doesn’t help.”  You say.  You start to cry.  The first time since the day he left.  

He approaches you slowly like you’re a wild animal that might suddenly attack.  “I am Steve Rogers.  Can’t you see me?”

You slap him when he reaches you.  “You can’t be him.  He would never have done that to me.”

“I was scared and confused.  I thought what I was doing was the best option to keep you safe and from stopping you from getting hurt.  I was wrong.  I love you.  Can you find it in my heart to forgive me?”  He says.

“My heart died with Steve.”

He touches your face and you lean into his palm.  “I’m right here, sweetheart.”

“How can I trust you?  You destroyed me.”  You ask.  “I hate myself for how invested I became in us.  I never wanted to be that person.”

He wraps his arms around you and you bury your face into his chest.  “It will take time.  I know what I want now though.”

“What changed?”

“Can we go inside?”  He asks.

You nod and he follows you into the cottage, leaving your shoes by the front door.  He lights a fire and you just sit down and watch him completely numb.  When he’s done he sits down next to you and puts his hand on your knee.

“Did you hear about all the things that happened?”  He asks.

“I heard about the new laws where they wanted to control people with superpowers.  I heard you broke them going after Bucky.  That he blew up the UN, and then that it wasn’t him.”  You say.

Steve sighs and he rubs your leg.  “Bucky had been reprogrammed by Hydra as a weapon.  Even with all that he still saw Steve.  He’s known me the longest.  We grew up together.  He never called me Cap or Captain one time.  Just Steve.  I thought if he can see him.   Maybe he’s still there.”

“Where’s Bucky?”  You ask.

Steve shakes his head.  He drops his eye contact and he takes a deep breath.  “When Bucky was with Hydra he killed Tony’s parents.  Tony lost it.  Tried to kill Bucky.  I had to choose.  I chose Bucky.  I think I would have done that anyway, but he saw me.  Tony has never seen me.  Before I left with Bucky, Tony yelled at me that the shield wasn’t mine.  That I didn’t deserve it.  I dropped it.  I didn’t want it anymore.  I just want not to fight anymore.  I want my friends. My real friends.  And I want you.”

He leans back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.  “Bucky still has Hydra in his head.  He’s gone back into cryofreeze until we can figure out how to get him out.  I feel so alone. And I feel like I’ve just been living a series of giant mistakes since I woke up.  The only thing I ever felt sure of was waking up next to you and dropping that shield.”

You put your hand on his.  “Steve…”  You say.

He turns to you and smiles, his fingers link with yours.  “Hey, sweetheart.”

This time it’s your turn to break eye contact.  “I don’t think I can do this again.  I was so scared the first time.  So fucking scared.  You told me you wouldn’t hurt me and you destroyed me.  I’ve never let myself be vulnerable around someone until you and you threw it in my face.  I don’t think I can do it with anyone, let alone you.”

“Can’t we just try?  Please?”  He says.

“You said that last time.  Look where it got me.  I wanted to die, Steve.  I can’t pin my happiness on you.  It’s not healthy.”  You say.

You both just sit quietly for a while holding hands.  Contemplating the next move.  The fire heats up the room quickly and you take off your sweater and lie down putting your head in his lap.  He runs his fingers across your scalp.  

“Do you still love me?”  He asks.

“Yes.”  You answer.

“I never stopped loving you.  Not for one second.”  He says.  

You sit up and look at him.  “Yet you were still fine to do this to me.  You still chose Captain America over me.  What’s weird is, I never gave you that ultimatum.  I could have shared.  You decided that he couldn’t.”  

“I know you’re scared, sweetheart.  That’s why I did what I did.  Because of fear.  If you try and keep running from any kind of happiness how is that different to what I did?”  He asked.

“Same reason why if a dog bites you, you might not put your hand near its face again.  I keep getting bitten over and over.  You didn’t just bite me, you mauled me.”  You sigh, letting your head fall back over the end of the couch.  “I don’t know what to do here, Steve.  I haven’t been living since what happened.  I’ve just been existing.  I can’t live with you and I can’t live without you.”

“What if, we start as friends?”  Steve offers.  “I just want you back in my life.  I’ll take friends.”

You shake your head.  “I mean, I want to be friends with you.  But we do that and …”  You shrug.  He knows.  You’ll get stuck.  It will never move forward.  Both of you will be too scared to try.  “Besides that’s not us.  You said it before once.  We work in the wrong order.”

“Then marry me,”  Steve says.

You sit bolt upright and stare at him shocked.  “That’s not what I meant.”

“Why not?  We get engaged.  I’m on the run from the law anyway, it’s not like I can legally marry yet anyway.  But we commit to the idea that we’re going to.  Then it’s us first.  No matter what happens.”  Steve says.   He’s talking fast like he’s really excited about the idea.  This is something he really wants.

“Steve…”  

He drops to his knee.  “Please, Y/N.  I was a complete jerk.  I love you.  I never stopped loving you.  Back before I screwed everything up I was thinking of asking you.  I want us to be together.  I want you to be my safe place and I want to be yours.  I lost sight of that, but I promise I’ll never do it again.  Please, will you be my wife?”  

You keep going over why this is a terrible idea.  How he hurt you.  How everyone has always hurt you.  How if he can get scared and run once he can do it again.  It’s all drowned out by the fact that you love him.  He’s a good man who made a mistake and you love him more than you’ve ever loved anyone or anything.  “Okay.”  You say, softly.  

“Really?”  The shock in his voice is clear.  He expected another no.  

“Yes.  It might be the thing that finishes me off.  But we work in the wrong order.  I love you.  Let’s get married.”  

Steve pulls himself back onto the couch and shifts you into his lap.  You lean into a kiss and it is so familiar and you’d missed it so much that you feel like you’re going to start crying again.  He pulls back from you a moment, his hand slides down your throat.  

“I don’t have a ring.”  He says.  

You shake your head.  “It doesn’t matter.”  You go to kiss him again and he stops you.

“I would have liked to give you my mother’s.  It’s in the Avengers compound.  I don’t know how I would get it.”  He says.  

You graze your lips over his.  “We can figure it out.”

He leans up and when his mouth touches on yours, his tongue licks up, stroking over the back of your top teeth.  You shiver your breath hitching and caress your tongue over his.  He tips you backward and you move one leg under him, spreading and welcoming him into your embrace.  

His lips move from yours working their way down your throat.  His hand slides up under your t-shirt and cups your breast.  You moan as his thumb strokes over your nipple.  “I missed you, Steve.”

He hums and starts tugging at your shirt.  You push him up and pull it off over your head as he removes his.  He pushes you back and pulls your breast from your bra cup and dives on it.  He spends a tortuously long time sucking and biting at your nipple.  He moves from one breast to the other kneading them in his palm as he grinds his crotch into yours.

You can feel his erection straining against his jeans.  You scramble at his fly and free it.  Taking it in your hand and stroking it up and down his shaft.  It rests against his belly and every time he grinds against you, you feel it against yours too.  Precome drips onto your skin.  You run your fingers through it and then suck it from your fingertips.  Relishing the salty, slightly bitter taste that you had missed so much.

Steve fumbles with your fly and you help him to unfasten it.  He pulls your jeans and panties off in one go.  He lines himself up with your cunt and you press your hand on his hips, holding him back.  

“I stopped taking birth control after you.  I haven’t wanted to be with anyone else.”  You say.  

He slides back from you and frowns.  “I don’t have anything with me.  We can do something else.”  

He presses his body down on yours and you absentmindedly stroke his cock as he nuzzles at your throat.  You start to slide your pussy up and down his length, using it to massage against your clit.  Occasionally it will press against the entrance of your cunt, threatening to enter you before sliding up your folds.  

“Steve,”  You moan.  “I want you.  I want you to fuck me.  I missed how you feel inside of me.  How full you make me.”  

He shifts so he’s propped above you.  “I’ll go out later and get protection.”  He says and brings his lips to yours.  

You cup his face and the most reckless, poorly thought out idea comes to you.  “Steve,”  You breathe.  “We work in the wrong order.”

He looks at you, his eyes soft and he enters you.  You moan, your head falling back.  You feel full and warm and connected.  You missed it all and you welcomed it back gratefully.  You wrap your arms around him dragging him as close against you as two bodies can get.  He engulfs you and fills you and you start kissing him furiously.  

You both become frantic, he starts to thrust quickly, pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into you.  You whimper into his kiss.  You become lightheaded and completely out of control.  Your body clenches as liquid heat pools in your belly and then spreads through you making your skin tingle and your hair follicles prickle.  

Without breaking the kiss, or pulling out Steve moves you both suddenly so he’s sitting up and you’re straddling him.  You brace your feet on the back of the couch and ride him.   Up and down, over and over.  Your core clenches suddenly and you come, breaking your kiss and crying out.  You keep moving though, like you’re racing him to his orgasm.  He holds your hips and you stare into his eyes, your body still quivering with your orgasm.  

“I love you, Steve.”  You whisper.  Your lips graze over his and he slams up into your, spilling deep inside of you.  

You collapse against him and he wraps you in his arms as his cock pulses and twitches inside of you.  When you feel him still, you shift, letting him slip from your wetness and you curl up in his lap.  

“I love you.”  He says. Pressing his lips against the crown of your head.  “Thank you for trusting me.  For letting us try again.”

“What are we going to do now?”   You ask.

Steve rubs your arm.  “We still have to run.  I guess now though, we run together.”

// NEXT

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Either Bucky or Tony is very shy when thi gs turn towards cuddling,kissing,nudity,sex and the other helps them overcome it

As usual, please remember that unanswered prompts aren’t bad prompts. Sometimes, our authors/artists just don’t get inspired, and after a certain amount of time it makes more sense to post them as unanswered.

If anyone wants to fill one of the unanswered prompts, go right ahead. And if you send us the link to it once you’ve posted it, we’ll even share it here on the blog!

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Imagine: Tony and Bucky come out publicly after being together for years and they gotta deal with the backlash from public figures. But then a couple weeks later same-sex-marriage is legalized and fluff because Bucky proposes?    

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out of all of the Avengers Tony is actually the most health conscious. when the others moved into the tower they thought he wasn't taking care of himself but he actually takes good care of his body. and for a good reason, his immune system is all shot due to the reactor so when he starts showing symptoms of a bad case of the flu and he Bucky take care to make it so it doesn't get bad. however it sneaks up on him and hits him like a freight train, 103 degree fever, and all.  

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Somehow I can't stop imagine Tony as a Despicable Me dad. Only that the minions are his boots and those cute flying batteries from his sorcerer supreme alternative-self. And I can't stop thinking of Bucky as a teacher to those children that gets somehow sucked up into the world of this very strange and crazy man and can't help fall in love with first his children and than this strange guy and his even stranger companions.      

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Imagine a parent trap-ish AU where Bucky's kid and Tony's kid are friends at school (their age is up to you :) and they're total besties and they know their dads are totally into each other even though they won't admit it, so it would be super awesome if their dads get married and they become a family right?? :DDD

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Hello lovelies, I love the work that you all do, I was hoping you could do a story where tony has asthma due to the fact part of his lungs were taken out to make room for the reactor.  Bucky freaks out when he learn that he has asthma and starts to mother hen Tony. How tony react is up to the writer.            

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how about a The Martian AU? Bucky and Tony are apart of the Hermes crew and were sent to Mars along with the others ( Steve being the commander ). Tony and Bucky were already a couple when they left earth and Bucky planned on asking Tony to marry him when they got back but then Tony is lost and presumed dead. then they find out that Tony is not dead but surviving on Mars like a badass, they get him back and Bucky finally gets to propose. Tony says yes of course!            

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Tony suddenly loses all of his money (only for a short while) And he gets super sad and scared, because he just knows the Avengers will now leave him. They have no more reason to stay right? They don't like him, so now they have the perfect opportunity to leave. He can't provide for them anymore. Who cares that he loves them so much? But to his suprise the moment they find out they just start helping and when they realise what he had thought they start hugging and telling him that they love him.   

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Hi first I want to say how grateful I am for all the amazing stories all the authors write, I can't get enough of them. (Imagine that when Bucky loses control of the Winter Soldier,he seeks physical challenge not trough fight but trough sex,for some reason he keeps finding Tony for that,but when he comes to he doesn't remember that. So tony thinks bucky only wants sex. I know the matter of consent is unclear here so I would understand if you decide to ignore this)       

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(part 1) AU where Tony is still a child when the Winter Soldier kills his parents. Because Bucky is brainwashed, he has to follow the order to kill them, but instinctively tries to hurt as few people as the orders let him (like shooting through Natasha and letting her live in MCU). Tony is in the same car when his parents are killed, but doesn't see much. afterwards, Bucky gets Tony out of the wreckage and to safety, and takes care of him until emergency services arrive, and vanishes. (part 2) Over the years, Tony may start to notice strange things happening around him that prevent him from being hurt in accidents.

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Everybody adores Tony. That means everybody wants Tony Time he and Nat watch ocean documentaries, cuddling. Steve and he draw together, Tony blue prints, Steve, usually another teammate. He bakes with Clint, science time w/ Bruce, falling asleep on Thor as he tells stories about the stars. There is always some sort of cuddling involved with Tony Time (Tony loves it) and Bucky gets the least and is grumpy about it cuz he loves Tony and wants to hold him all the time and Tony is oblivious of this.

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Imagine Bucky being the only one on the team able to handle things to Tony. Maybe the team (or pepper) realize before Tony, and Bucky not understanding why it's a big deal (or on the contrary Bucky being really proud and happy, he is the only one).... Yeah anything about Tony trusting Bucky to handle him things... Thanks!!! You guys are doing an amazing job and all your fics and drawings are beautiful!            

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My last Prompt of 2015 goes to you lovelies! Bucky is tired of  his dads (the howlies), Steve, Natasha, Sam& even Clint! giving him grief over being single every effing holiday. (They just want him to be happy, but damn.) This weekend is the annual 4th of July get away to the family cabin. Well this year he's bringing his fiance! Okay fake-fiance. Tony the sexy mechanic, he flirts with on the way to work. Only he hasn't exactly asked Tony yet.. Oops! Thank you for all the lovely fics this year!   

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Can you do one where Tony is sent back in time and falls in love with Bucky and when he comes back to the present he falls in love with James ( the name Bucky prefers to go by after regaining his memories) as well? 

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Tony takes his baby daughter to an art gallery (at the insistence of Pepper), and Bucky is there to support Steve. In front of an ambiguous piece of modern art, the baby points to a splotch in the painting and deems it "poo." Unfortunately this gets Tony into a bit of fuss with the artist, and that's when Bucky decides to help the gorgeous man he's been eyeing all night instead of the art.   

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Tony and Bucky got together but maybe it was at a bad time, where one or both of them are emotionally or perhaps physically vulnerable, so it's mostly arguments and they break it off but after a couple of years of angst and avoidance, they decide to try again   

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Imagine medieval au where King/Prince Tony and King/Prince Steve are arranged to be married but Tony fell for Steve's royal knight and best friend Bucky instead (despite them arguing a lot) 

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Maybe Avengers using pick up lines on Tony or Bucky for Bucky or Tony?

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Avengers being mean shits and flirting with Tony just to make Bucky jealous, cause they are so done with his pinning.      

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Tony is acting just fine ang happy, but then something triggers him, so he runs to the lab. A little bit latter JARVIS ask Bucky to go to the lab. When he gets down there he find Tony in the middle of a panic attack. Fluff angst ensues.      

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Imagine Tony being totally annoyed with having to help with the whole de-program Bucky shit. Really he just sits there and reads a Russian dictionary out loud and looks if Barnes reacts ... well Tony is annoyed until he finds the one phrase a young HYDRA recruit planted in the Winter Soldier programming for shit and giggles, the one that no one at HYDRA ever found out about, the one phrase Bucky has no bad memories of - the instand-orgasm-phrase!   …lol   

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Imagine prince Anthony is betrothed to somebody that he has never met and he does not want to marry so he runs away you can have this go anyway that you want     

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Prompt: Bucky has a talent for making good coffee. Amazing coffee, really. Tony, as everyone knows, has a coffee problem. (And if that makes for a great excuse to spend more time with Bucky, well...) (Basically, fluffy coffee-themed shenanigans? Please?)

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Bucky works at an animal shelter, tony finds a stray dog and they hit it off during the check up so tony actively seeks dogs around the city's streets in order to bring  them to him to spend more time with him     

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Prompt: Winter Soldier goes to kill the Starks, but (Hydra) Tony is with them. "Mission compromised. Report to handler Stark for punishment".     

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Bucky and Tony start a relationship post cacw. Tony doesn't tell Bucky that he and Steve had a relationship because he is afraid he will be like Steve and choose everyone over him       

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Post civil war Tony no longer trusts the team. He pretends like everything is normal only trusting Bucky even more so than he did the team before. The team realises how bad they fucked up and they can't fix it.     

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Oh man I'm so pumped prompts are open again okay so I've been dying for a Mr and Mrs Smith au with these two! But instead of two organizations its Iron Man doing his own thing vs Hydra (who Bucky thought was doing the right thing) ft Avengers trying to bring them both in (on the team or to jail no one is sure). Thanks!  

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"The Last of Us" AU, where someone (Tony or anyone else) is immune to the cordyceps infection and the other person(s) tasked with the job of taking them to wherever they're going to create a cure.  

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P1 Can you Write one about Tony who is blind from birth (Whether the team knows or if its a quiet afair is yours) but still manage to fall in love with Bucky voice and Bucky doesn't understand why Tony never see him but gets a gloom face when he talk P2 when in reallity thas's Tony's face of trying not to show how that voice makes him feel Thank you Btw your blog is amazin & there isn't enough words to say how much we love you! & how we wait for 11am to read all of you or how many times we read u

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Can we get a sequel to the prompt where Tony is sneaking around so Bucky follows him and finds that he volunteers to work with kids (sciencing). Maybe where they do adopt Bruce after their heart to heart.    

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Hello, how about young (18-19) Tony being Ironman and an avenger and lots of UST between Tony and Bucky. And the team finds out that Tony has been trained as a spy and that he sometimes works for SHIELD. Cue badass Tony and worried/protective Bucky.         

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