#steve rogers onshot

[rogerswifesblog]

Pretty boy

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Best friends always tease each other. You always liked teasing Steve…but what if some words affect Steve more, than he lets you see it? After a failed mission, Steve needs more than just your teasing...

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sub!Steve Rogers x (female)dom!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, subspace [m] , needy!Steve, oral [messy blowjob], hint of mommy kink, crying, pet names like; pretty boy, good boy, Stevie, Madame, mistress

Because of the subspace it could be seen as dub-con but not really. I’ll just want to say it in case someone’s sees it that way.

If you feel uncomfortable with any of these above, this onshot may not be for you!

Have in mind English is not my first language! There could be some mistakes-let me know.

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Steve was your best friend. You talked about everything, always supported each other and were there for each other, even in the darkest of times. There were no secrets between you two.

Well, one.

You liked him. More than friends should like each other.

How could You not? He was really charming, kind, and there was no denying that he looked damn good. When You saw him swimming at the lake for the first time, You had Lost your ability to speak for a short moment. He was perfect. His sweet and innocent smiles, always made your heart jump.

Unbelievable this man wasn’t in a relationship. He was literally the perfect husband material. If you could, you would put a ring on his finger.

The truth was, he wasn’t comfortable with his submissive behaviour in bed. Most people looked at him and thought he would be a perfect dominant person-yet it was not like that. He liked it sometimes to just give up all the control. That’s why he didn’t want to date-or even one night stands weren’t on the table.

“-it’s incredible, isn’t it?” said Steve. Shit. “Mhmm, yes, yes?” You sounded rather questioning, which made Steve roll his eyes. “You aren’t listening, …again.“ It made you feel bad. “I’m sorry, Steve”, you apologised with a smile on your lips. He sighed, but smiled again and looked at me for a moment. You knew he couldn’t be mad at you for too long.

“Ah, come on, you’re my best friend and you could never be angry with me”, You began as You slowly climbed onto his lap. “You’re always kind to me. You’re such a Golden boy...a really good guy….a good boy”, You said teasingly not even really meaning it, but something in Steve’s eyes changed. His breathing stopped for a moment and he avoided your gaze. He blushed slightly. You could’ve swear you felt something in him twitch.

Immediately a smile spread across your face. Of course, You thought it annoyed him or made him a bit flustered. Steve really tried no to show how much these words turned him on. He wanted to be your good boy…he wanted it so bad. Not many people knew he had a weakness for being dominated by his partner. Being called a good boy made his dick twitch. A bit of precum leaked out of his tip. How could such a simple touch and a few words turn him on this much? He could already feel his mind slipping. 

“Mhmm, I think That’s what I’m going to call you from now on”, You said cheekily. Your hand roamed over his chest. Steve’s muscles tensed slightly under your touch. It wasn’t new for you to touch each other. Sometimes the others teased the two of you, that you both act like a couple. Just without the sex and kissing part.

If only you knew how much it affected him…

•••

Just like promised you started calling Steve a good boy, ever moment you hand the chance to do so – which often led him to flee from you. It’s like he was avoiding you.

Slowly You started to think about whether You should stop calling him that. After all, it shouldn’t ruin your friendship. Maybe it really made him uncomfortable and you haven’t thought about it at first?

You quickly pushed your thoughts aside when the jet landed and Steve, -as well as other team members-, got out of it. You yourself couldn’t take part in the mission today, and Steve’s facial expression immediately told you that something had gone wrong. He was covered with dirt and blood. You couldn’t tell if it was his own or someone else.

“Steve-hey-Steve”, You started calling right away, while you grabbed Steve’s arm. This brought him out of his trance and he looked at you with big eyes. Yet he stayed quiet. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.“ He said nothing, but nodded. So You led him to his room.

When You arrived in his room, You put down his shield and helped him out of his shoes. “Let’s go to the bathroom, yeah? You’ll take a shower and afterward we’ll talk…or watch a movie…whatever you’d like, okay?” Once again Steve nodded, but didn’t say anything. It worried you.

In the bathroom you let hot water fill the tub. In the meantime you put a towel on the bathtub edge. After you checked the temperatures the water, you wanted to leave the bathroom. “Stay...please”, You heard Steve speak softly as You walked to the door. Your lips twitched slightly. It kind of made you feel important, that he wanted you to help and stay with him. “Okay, Stevie...I’ll stay with you”, with those words, you turned back to him.

Only now did you realised in what state Steve seemed to be. Sometimes you two needed some…time-out, after coming back from a awful mission. Just some tenderness and comfort. That’s definitely something, Steve needed right now.

It broke your heart to watch him like that.

“Stevie, come here...Let me do this, okay?” You grabbed his hands gently in yours. But before You would help him undress, You needed for him to say something–something that made sure, he was okay with it. A quiet ’kay' came past his lips, while he noded. So you helped him take off his pants.

Actually it wasn’t the first time You helped him undress. It’s happened before. Besides, he had seen you in this state at least three times. He really didn’t have to be embarrassed or feel in any kind of way bad about it.

In a few minutes he had everything except the boxer shorts taken off. These, he took off after he was in the tub. You could see him relaxing a little. Not much, but at least something. While he enjoyed the warm water, You were able to check him out for injuries – You already saw his arms and stomach, but his back was still left. Fortunately, he had nothing but bruises. Calmed down, you were able to take a washcloth and wash him off with it, the dirt and blood, which apparently was not his.

You sat on the edge of the bathtub, which immediately made Steve put his arms around your legs and his head in your lap. This gesture made your heart jump. “Oh Stevie...you didn’t do anything wrong. You were great, okay? You’re always great...Sometimes bad stuff happens...“., you began to talk quietly as You wiped his neck with the warm cloth. You also carefully washed his hair as best You could, without getting any water or shampoo in his eyes. “I know you were great...” You leaned down to him lightly and whispered in his ear. “My Good Boy...my Stevie”

A whimper escaped him. You then gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead. When he slowly looked up at you, You had to bite your bottom lip. Steve looked so sweet. His big, blue eyes looked up at you. He looked adorable. The hair partly wet and completely ruffled. His pupils were dilated. Blown wide. There was more black than blue at this point. There was foam and bubbles everywhere. Automatically my lips twitched upwards. “Let’s get you clean, shall we? Then we can turn on a movie...and enjoy some quiet time, yeah?”, you said softly, stroking his head. Steve nodded and put his head back in your lap.

Twenty minutes later, Steve was already asleep. You’d like to let him sleep, but the water was getting cold and the position You were sitting in was becoming uncomfortable. “Stevie...hey, Stevie, wake up”, gently you shook his shoulder, causing him to wake up.

When he lifted his head, he looked at me sleepy. “Come on, you should lie down. Get some rest.“ You got up, what caused steve to do the same. You turned red and looked away. He was naked. We’ve never seen each other naked. You didn’t know how to react. Especially since he had a semi.

“Here-uh-towel-and then put some clothes on”, You muttered and threw a towel at him, then left the bathroom and pulled out of his closet a sweatpants and a shirt. You quickly put the things in the bathroom on the sink and went back to Steves room where You sat down on the sofa.

When Steve came in, You couldn’t help but look at him. He held the shirt in his hand, while the jogging pants hung low at his hip and made his V-line stood out. His muscles were incredible. You couldn’t stop you mind from imagining him over you. Between your legs. Apparently he noticed my look, as he smiled slightly. Maybe even a bit smugly.

Nevertheless, he turned to the closet and got another shirt. “It’s a little bigger”, he muttered and put it on. Even though it was ’bigger', it stretched on his shoulders and pecs. Sometimes You wondered if it was easy for him to buy clothes. His shoulders were wide, but his waist was narrow.

Steve pushed at your shoulder to show you, he wanted you to lie down on the couch, then he laid down on top of you and put his head down on your chest. One of his arms slipped under your back, the other one under your neck. Everything inside you felt incredibly hot right now. Your stomach seemed about to explode. “Hey baby...you should go to bed and not on the uncomfortable couch.” You whispered into his hair. To be honest, You didn’t want to let him go. You’d love to stop time and stay like this forever.

“Stevie Honey”, it was the first time You gave him so many pet names at once. Normally You wouldn’t do it, but it just felt good at that moment. “Baby…”, you tried to get his attention again – and You did. But not the way you wanted to. Suddenly, You felt a hardness against your leg, close to your own crotch. It made your walls tighten around nothing.

Your breathing became slightly uneven. “S-Stevie”, you gasped when you felt Steves hard dick press against your thigh. Slowly he raised his head and looked at you with this big eyes. “Steve, you should-“ Before you could say something more, Steve pressed his lips to yours. Just for a moment. The he looked at you questioning. “Y/N…please”, he whispered. It made you heart jump-and your pussy throb.

“Stevie”, you said one more time, he put his lips once again on your. His lips were gentle and soft. It felt nice. “Please...I need you”, he whispered almost desperately. It sounded like a whimper. You nodded slightly. “Do you want me to take care of you? Do you want me to make you feel good?” Nodding, he answered your question. Alone the idea of you taking care of him made his dick twitch. There was a wet spot on his sweatpants where his top was.

Without a second thought, You kissed him again. Steve immediately kissed you back. He pressed his hips against yours, his hardness pressed directly against your clothed heat. He could feel you pulsing agains him, which made him rub himself against your crotch. You both gasped.

The kisses became more passionate and more demanding with every minute. Everything was there, the wandering hands, tongues and teeth. You started kissing Steve’s neck, which made him moan loudly.

His hand moved slowly to your heat, where he stroked your sensitive spot through the fabric. “Stevie, you’re so good”, You breathed hardly audibly to his lips. “My Pretty boy." At fist you didn’t even thought anything, while you said it, but Steve’s quiet whimper made you clench around nothing, while he rubbed his clothed dick against your leg harder. Then it occurred to you; it turned him on when you called him that. “So good for me, Babyboy.”

With these words, you turned with him around. You gently pushed him into the sofa, kissing his neck again. His heartbeat speed up. One of his hand cupped your crotch, but you didn’t let him. Instead you grabbed his hand and placed it beside him. “This is about you, baby, not me, okay? Later, as a reward, you might touch me…maybe”...You breathed against his stomach as You pushed his shirt upwards. “Take it off” before You could even finish speaking, his shirt was already on the floor. Someone’s eager.

You looked at him with a slight grin. Never would you be expected Captain America to submit to someone in the bed like that. It made something in you snap. You wanted to see him desperate. Wanted him to beg. He looked at you and then down to his hardness, which was clearly visible through the jogging pants. “Oh, does my baby boy want me to take care of it?” he nodded quickly. “Please...please, Mistress.“ He mumbled while lifting his hips slightly.

You let your hands slide over his beautiful body. Over his pecks and rosy nipples. A low moan escaped Steve’s throat. He could feel how wet his pants were from all the pre-cum. Not being touched where he desperately needed it, made him whine. “Please, Mo-Mistress. Please touch me”, he whimpered. It made you smile cockily. “But I am touching you babyboy.” Once again Steve whined. You could see his dick twitch a couple of times.

“Please touch my cock.” How could you deny him that?

Gently but passionately, You kissed his abdominal muscles until You reached his abdomen. “You’re so beautiful Stevie...you look fantastic And everything just for me...”, you let your hands slide along his stomach until You slowly came closer to the waistband. Gently you pulled the waistband from his skin and let it bounce back against his abdomen. A whimper escaped him. “Everything for you....All for you, Ma’am.“ Steve’s voice sounded so desperate. You liked having so much control over him.

He slowly took off his sweatpants, but before You could free his dick, Steve grabbed your hands. “Please, take off your shirt...please...I want to see you, Mistress”, the super soldier whimpered beneath you. “How could I say no to my Prettyboy? Especially when he’s so polite” At his request, You took off your T-shirt. Immediately his eyes were on your bra clothed breasts. His hand went your waist to your breasts, which he gently caressed through the bh. Then his hand slipped further towards your back. “May I, Mistress?” he asked sweetly as he played with the clasp. “Of course, baby”, You breathed gently and let the bra slide slowly from your shoulders. It landed on the floor next to your other clothes.

“You are so beautiful, Mistress”, Steve’s words made your heart jump. You leaned over him and gave him a gentle kiss, before moving down again. You couldn’t wait to finally have his dick in your mouth. This time You were able fo took off his pants. His hardness jumped right to his abdomen, where it already started leaking precum again– and to be honest, You didn’t expect him to be THAT big. He was…

Was it the serum? Or was it just Steve? It didn’t matter. You wanted to feel him. Preferably as soon as possible.

You grabbed his dick in one hand-which made him moan pleasurably. Finally you were touching him. When you licked along his length, he grabbed your hair with one hand, but didn’t do anything else. You liked along his dick a few times, after which You gently took his tip into your mouth, licking the pre-cum from his slit and started suckling slightly. He tasted a bit salty, in a good way. You had to let your tongue lick his slit again.

Immediately Steve gasped. You repeated this several times until You let his dick slide out of your mouth. As your lips separated from his red tip, a saliva thread connected your lips with him. He was covered in your spit and pre-cum. You couldn’t help but take it back in your mouth-this time planning on keeping him there for a bit longer. If you could, you’d leave his dick in your mouth forever. Even though he was huge, you like the weight of him on your tongue. Actually you never enjoyed giving someone head like you did right now.

This time, You relaxed your throat and slowly let his length slide deeper, causing Steve to moan loudly. “Mistress-oh-P-please”, he cried out, while You let his entire length and width slid down your throat. Instinctively you swallowed around him, which made him whimper again. You repeated this then again, while bobbing your head up and down. This caused him to raise his hip and thrust into your throat. You gaged, but he thrusted right past through your gag reflex. This made your pussy get so wet, you could actually feel your juices float out.

Your nose tip hit his abdomen. With one hand, you grabbed a little harder into the flesh of his thigh, as a sign that he wasn’t allowed to move his hips. He lowered his hips again and muttered a soft “Sorry Mistress, didn’t mean to”

Satisfied with this, You lowered your head, till you had him fully in your throat . Then you let him slide out, till just the tip was between your lips. Again and again You took him as deep as you could, until his hardness began to twitch in your mouth. This made you suck him fiercer, while you grabbed his ball in your hand.

As soon as he felt you touch his balls he felt his muscles tighten. “I-I’m coming. Mo-”, he couldn’t finish the sentence before his orgasm overtook him. He shoot his load in your throat and mouth. You could feel his warm liquid coat your mouth. Steve gabbed your hair harder, while he cried out in pleasure. You moved your head until the twitching stopped. Slowly You raised your head and watched as your spit mixed with his seed on his shaft and tip. Your saliva and his cum dripped down your chin. It made Steve want to kiss you. To lick your lips and chin clean.

Surprised you looked at his still hard dick.

Thank God that serum had such an effect. You felt Steve’s hands on your neck. He pulled you up and kissed you passionately. Just like he wanted to, he liked his seed from your chin. His tongue explored your mouth, like he was trying to taste himself on your tongue-and he did.

His hand slipped to your pants, which he tried to take off impatiently. A chuckle escaped you. “Babyboy, first you have to open them”, you whispered against his lips. Only then did he look down to your jeans. His cheeks turned slightly red when he realized his mistake. He quickly opened them and let them slide off your hip. You helped him do it. Just like the other clothes they landet on the floor.

A gasp escaped both of you when he touched your damp panties. You haven’t noticed how wet you’ve really become. “Mistress, may I?” he asked, pulling lightly at the thin cloth. You knew what he was up to and had to admit that for the first time You didn’t even really care about your favorite panties. “Yes, babyboy”, you whispered.

When he tore the fabric from your body, You gasped because of the cool air that hit your pussy. “Please Mistress-please-I-I want you”, he sobbed. Only then did You notice the tears that were tormenting from his eyes. He tried to be as close to you as possible, pressed his arms tightly around you or kissed your shoulders. “Baby”, You whispered into his hair, after which You kissed him on the forehead. “You’re so good to me.“., You whispered. This made him look at you from his beautiful, hungry yet vulnerable eyes. He seemed so needy. You could see how much he wanted it.

“I got you, baby”, You whispered, kissing his face gently. Slowly, You slipped right over his hip, where his hardness pressed against you entrance. “Mmm Stevie”..., You grumbled happily against his lips.

As You slowly let his tip slid between your folgst, he sobbed quietly. “Please, Mistress”, he whispered desperately. You kissed him softly for a moment, but you both had to groan in the kiss when His tip pushed into you and you started to sink down on his dick. The width felt so good. He filled you completely. Without needing to try his dick hit your g-spot. You couldn’t stop a moan slip past your lips.

His hand was on you hip and gently squeezed your meat. The other one also grabbed your thigh, but quickly slipped to your middle to rub your clit. “Baby-you are so good to me”, You gasped against his ear, burying your hand in his hair. The other scratched over his shoulder and chest. You started to move your hips.

“Mistress-faster, please”, he moaned against your skin. He sucked at your skin and nipples, which made you moan even more.

Your hips started to move faster. You started bouncing on his lap, while he moved his hips slightly towards you. The sounds your body’s were making were obscure. The wet noise of your juices was just dirty. It made your movements even quicker.

“I-I’m close, Mistress-may I c-cum?” he sobbed at your chest. You felt your climax being close too, which is why You didn’t want to hold him back. “Come for me, babyboy.“ Immediately after you said this, You could feel him twitching and pulsating in your and filling you with his big load. His hand on your clit got faster, even though also a little shakier.

When You tried to lift yourself from him, he held you back tightly by the hip. “No-you have to come too...I want you to come-please, Mistress-use me as your toy-I want you”, he babbled and wouldn’t let go of you. He seemed exhausted and overstimulated. It’s like he’s completely foggy. “baby boy…only because you asked so nicely but if it’ll be too much tell me, baby.“ You moved again. Steve was still rubbing your clit. Then he also started to suck on your nipples. Without further warning, You felt your orgasm crash over you. Loudly you cried out in pleasure. Pulsating, Your walls started squeezing and milking his overstimulated dick. You could’ve sweared you felt him shoot another big load in you-especially judging by the whining and the tears that escaped him. He was definitely overstimulated. The serum made him probably even more sensitive.

Slowly you laid down on Steve’s chest. You could feel your juices and his cum gush out of you. It made you grimace a bit. Even though you really didn’t want to get up, you had to clean up. With this in mind you started to get up.

Tired, he opened his big blue puppy eyes. Tears still sparkled in these. His lower lip also trembled slightly. “Don’t go, Mistress...didn’t you like it? Was I not good?” he whispered and his eyes filled with new tears again. Oh, my God, he was really in a headspace.

“No baby-it was perfect. You were perfect. I’ve never felt so good. You were perfect...“, you kneeled besides the couch and caressed his cheek. „But now we have to go back, okay? Come back to me. I am no longer Mistress”, You began, still stroking his cheek gently. Slowly he nodded. “Come back quickly, Mistress.“ „No more Mistress, okay, Steve?” You said, and after You gave him a quick kiss, You disappeared into the bathroom.

First You cleaned up the cum between your legs, after that you put on a shirt from Steve and put two towels in warm water. You looked in the mirror for a moment. A small grin formed on your lips as You looked at yourself like this. You looked…well, completely fucked. Nevertheless, You slightly shook your head and went back to the room. There was no time to admire your…look.

Steve was still lying on the sofa, his eyes closed. It looked like he was sleeping. So you quietly approached him and started to clean him up. You knew he was a heavy sleeper, so You weren’t even surprised he didn’t wake up. In the few minutes You also managed to put on a cream on the scratches you’ve left behind, even if they would probably not be visible tomorrow-or even in just a few hours. “Steve? Steve-wake up”, surprisingly, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at you.

His cheeks turned red and he ran his hand over his face. “Oh my... I’m... I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this and all that-” “Are you crazy, Steve? Don’t be stupid, I…I really enjoyed it”, you interrupted him with a small grin and gave a fleeting kiss on his swollen lips. “It’s just-this mission today and your constant petnames -I...it rarely happens but...but it just happened”, he continued.

He gently stroked with his fingers over your hand. Without hesitation, You grabbed it and gave him a light squeeze. “You needed it today-that’s totally okay, Steve. Thank you for trusting me”, your words made his cheeks turn slightly rosy, while he pressed a kiss to the back of your hand.

“Let’s go to sleep...I’m pretty tired”, you breathed, slowly pulling him to his feet. He quickly put some boxer shorts and came to bed with you. You laid down, with him behind you, spooning you.

He gently put his arm around you and gave your a kiss on your neck. “Good night, Steve”, you whispered into the dark. “Good night, angel..."

Tomorrow you would talk about it all.

And you would ask him out.

That’s it! I really hope you enjoyed reading! Please let me know!:)

You can tell me if something is wrong or what i should change<3 I’d be glad actually.

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[idy-ll-ique]

a pathetic mistake

pairing: steve rogers x f!reader

genre: angst to fluff

summary: steve rogers never raises his voice at y/n. until he does. and then everything goes to shit.

author's note: hiya peeps i can't sleep so i have decided to write a lil something enjoy!

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steve rogers was pissed off

and you know what's worse than a pissed off captain america?

a sleep-deprived pissed off captain america

him and his team of agents, they'd been on the mission 3 days 3 nights with no sleep

of course, something like this would lead to some problems, which it did

failed communication

and then everything fell apart, the mission was a bust

the one who'd taken this defeat the hardest was, of course, the leader of the team, steve rogers

angrily grumbling to himself, he walked into the briefing room and just stood there, his back to the door, anger rolling off of him in strong waves

there was another thing:

a woman on his team, y/n y/l/n

she had just been promoted, and this was her first mission with the captain

of course, she was disheartened as well because her first mission didn't go so well

but here's the thing: steve rogers never raised his voice at her

he'd trained her ever since she was a baby agent; he was her mentor, her leader, her superior in every sense

also her crush because damn who wouldn't

so the rest of the team insisted she go into the room, because with experience they knew that steve was going to explode the moment he heard someone entering the room

hopefully, upon seeing y/n he'd calm down a little

oh, but things went horribly wrong the moment y/n entered the room

steve's ears caught footsteps behind him and without even turning around, he started yelling at whoever had walked into the room, accusing them of butchering the "very important mission"

y/n stood there silently, not believing the fact that the one man she looked up to was saying such horrible things to her

her eyes filled with tears; she heard him using words he'd never dare say in front of anyone else

"i have to go."

at that, steve abruptly stopped yelling but by the time he turned around, y/n was already running out of the room, sobbing

the rest of the team were simply stood outside the door, watching with dropped jaws until they noticed steve walking out at which they immediately dismantled and ran away

steve looked around the corridor, guilt now replacing anger as his primary emotion because he didn't mean to yell at y/n

he could never yell at her

why not? he loved her

hell, he couldn't even tell her off, or disagree with her on anything— he was as pathetic as a schoolboy with a crush on his classmate

"i can deal with the team later."

he immediately ran towards y/n's room, his heart shattering when he heard her crying inside

"y/n? y/n, open the door, sweetheart, please!"

the crying paused for a second. then another and another

"go away."

i fucked up

"please, doll, hear me out—"

"oh, i heard you loud and clear, captain, i don't think i need to hear another word that comes out of your mouth."

disheartened, steve walked away from the door

it was afternoon when the incident happened, and he hoped that at dinner time he'd be able to apologize to her

and so he waited

dinnertime came and went by

no sign of y/n

"rogers, what did you do, where's y/n? i heard somewhere that you screamed very harshly at the poor woman and i swear to god if she's not here because of you—"

"hey, i already feel bad about it, okay? i didn't mean to yell at her. you know i can never do that," steve sighed, glancing at natasha

"they should've never sent your ass on the mission," bucky chimed in, "you don't take sleep-deprivation very well. they should've sent me or nat instead."

steve simply rolled his eyes

at bedtime, as he walked towards his bedroom, he suddenly saw y/n coming towards him from the opposite direction, clutching her stomach

they'd not eaten anything since the previous day and he couldn't really blame her for wanting some food

"hey."

she ignored him completely

cancelling his plans, he followed her to the communal area where she fixed herself a plate without a word

"i'm very sorry, y/n. i never meant to yell at you. you know i don't yell at you. i didn't see who had come in and just assumed it was todd since he was standing in the front, right behind me. please, y/n, you know i didn't mean what i said about you. i'm really sorry. so, so, so sorry."

y/n finally looked at him

"it really hurt, you know? imagine the person you look up to, your mentor, your idol, saying such things to you. whether you meant it or not, saying those things to anyone is so— so demeaning."

steve lowered his head in shame

"but i forgive you."

he looked up, hopeful

she was looking at him, a small smile on her face

"just— just promise me you won't say something like that to me or anyone else ever again. i understand your frustration about the mission going wrong but you know it's a team effort, right? somewhere in there, you were at fault as well."

"i completely understand. i'm really sorry again, i promise, i won't say anything like that ever again."

both of them sat down at the dining table

"can i ask you something?"

"sure."

"why don't you ever yell at me? i see you yelling at people all the time yet you've never done so to me. why? i mean, good that you don't yell at me but still— why?"

steve laughed softly

"a very good question. i don't know, i just— there's something about you that makes me want to not yell at you, or even say anything negative about you."

she snorted

"like a crush or something?" she joked, not expecting it to be true in a million years

but to her surprise, steve grinned

"exactly like a crush."

"wait what?"

"i'm not lying. i really do have a crush on you and the reason why i don't like to yell at you is because i don't— i don't want you to hate me. that's all."

"steve, seriously?"

he laughed at her expression of disbelief

"not kidding, 100% true."

y/n stared at him, jaw dropped

"i— i like you too, i— wow."

steve scooted his chair closer to hers, pressing a soft kiss to her lips

"there. your confirmation, princess."

"steve," she chuckled bashfully

as the two lovebirds sat there, giggling to themselves, someone suddenly cleared their throat behind them

"alright, i see you've made up more than enough, now go to bed at once."

"ma'am yes ma'am."

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a/n: thanks for reading everyone i literally just wrote this rn in like 30 minutes sorry if it's crappy lmao leave a like if you enjoyed!

[valkyriesryde]

I Trust You

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve doesn’t trust many people. Lest of all you. At least that’s the message you’ve gotten from him, it might not be the message he’s trying to give you.

Warnings: NSFW CONTENT 18+ ONLY PLZ, swearing (Let Steve Rogers Swear 2020), slight nod to some violence and a little bit of angst if you squint but mainly fluff

Word Count: 4000ish

A/N: Yo so I don’t like writing smut but I TRIED it’s not overly graphic if at all and it’s not been beta read but FUCK IT shout out to @flowerymoonlight​ @cleocc​ and @captain-kelli​ for telling to fix the drabble lmao the first part in italics is the drabble I did a wee while ago, this is a continuation from what happens next.

Masterlist

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Steve doesn’t trust easily. It could be argued he only trusts a total of five people fully, Bucky, Sam, Natasha, Wanda, and Tony (and even that can be argued against). Not even Fury makes the list. Everyone knows who his go to’s are as well. It’s not some top-secret thing that nobody knows. Everybody knows if Steve doesn’t trust someone. Heck, everyone knows when he just doesn’t like someone. 

You’re not quite sure where you stand, surely somewhere in the middle. Sometimes he acts like you’re on team alpha. Other times he acts like nothing he does concerns you. He doesn’t take your suggestions or opinions in meetings unless one of his top five agrees with you. You’re pretty sure he just thinks you’re a child in way over your head at this point.

Until you’re stuck together. On a mission. In a very creepy forest. In the dead of night. With no comms or cell service. 

He doesn’t say it’s your fault but you’re positive he’s thinking it. Steve hasn’t said anything for a good half hour as you’re trudging through the leaves and mud watching the stars to keep track of your location. 

“You’re going the wrong way,” your voice is quiet and you don’t really want to tell him off but he’s going in literally the opposite direction of where you should be going. He spins around and looks at you as if he’s about to tell you off as you just point halfheartedly in the right direction. “You’re going northeast...we need to be going southwest.”

“How do you know that?” He still doesn’t move and he’s trying to get the GPS working but that thing broke about two hours ago when a flipping BULLET hit it. Of course, once again, he doesn’t trust you. 

“Stars provide you with more than just something pretty to look at,” you’re looking up at the sky again, double-checking that you’re right...that’d be awkward, but you are.

“How do you-”

“Because I fucking do goddammit Steve,” you start walking in the right direction and Steve follows a few steps behind. “I grew up around sailors, I was fascinated with astronomy and stars when I was a kid. It was how they supported that interest, the thing we had in common. Want me to prove it to you? I doubt my word is enough for you to trust me.” Your words hurt him, it was obvious you were getting out the frustration that had been building up for some time and Steve had never noticed. How could he have never noticed?

“I trust you,” he mumbles it out behind you but you’re too many steps ahead of him now to hear. Steve reaches out and pulls you to a stop by your arm, you face him waiting to know what’s so important because ten minutes ago it was vitally important you got to the safe house before midnight and now you’ve stopped? “I trust you.”

“No, you don’t, not fully. It’s okay I understand, not many people have shown you that you can trust them and so many of the ones who did have broken the trust you gave them.” You shrug your shoulders and Steve’s grip on your wrist tightens as he swallows. 

“I’m sorry if I made it seem that I don’t. I didn’t mean to, I just - I trust you, of co-”

“Don’t Steve, let’s just get to the safe house.” You turn away and yank your arm from his grip. The rest of the trip Steve follows closely behind you as you guide him to safety. He realizes in his attempt to not show his favour towards you he’d done the complete opposite. Now you don’t trust him.

~~~

"How long did Tony say they'd be?" Your jacket was slung over the couch as you sat down and curled up on the end of it. Steve sat at the other end, finally able to use his phone to call for an extraction.

"Nat is on her way. Two hours he said." He mumbled out as he twirled the phone in his fingers.

You nodded and hummed before turning to your phone. Great. Two hours in awkward silence with Steve awesomeeeeeee. 

An hour in and you've moved around had food and are both settled back on the couch. Steve's head is thrown back and his eyes closed. He's trying to figure out where he fucked up and he's locked it down to taking Sam's advice about playing hard to get and that time he froze up and walked away when you suggested a night out three weeks ago. 

His eyes open at the sound of tires pulling up to the cabin and he looks at you with your eyes staring at the door already. 

"Tony said two hours right?" You both move slowly from the couch and gather your things, weapons back in their holders, jackets back on.

"He did."

"So who's that?" 

"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say they're not welcome guests." Steve holds the shield in front of him and pushes you towards the stairs. "Two points of entrance right?" You nod. "Go up the stairs." He stands at the base of the stairs with you halfway up.

"You're coming with me right?" You ask but Steve doesn't move from his spot.

"I'll be there in a second."

"Steve get up the stairs." You pull at the straps of his suit and he reluctantly allows you until the front door bursts open and shots are being fired in your direction.

Steve holds his shield up to protect both of you as you run further the stairs, down the hall and into the bedroom.

"How'd they find us?" 

"I think that's a question for later. Right now we need to get out of here," he peers around the corner as you're both pressed against the wall and see someone climbing up the side of the building through a window. "These guys don't quit."

"I might have a plan…" you pull the gun from his holster and Steve's eyes widen. Rolling across the floor you crouch below a window and look towards the man climbing, "when I move you jump out that window into the tree okay?" 

"And what are you going to do?" He looks towards the open window across from him and back to you. 

"Ready?"

"No!" But he's too late and you jump up and shoot down the assailant climbing up the side of the building. Steve moves as quickly as you do and leaps out the window and into the adjacent tree. 

You follow as soon as you can, leaping through the air you almost miss the branch but Steve reaches out and catches your arm and pulls you up. "You good?" 

"Fine. Thank you.” 

“We need to keep moving." You looked at Steve who looked out in the opposite direction of the cabin, he stood from his perch, peered down and then back to you before you grabbed his arm.

“We have to stay in the trees…”

“The trees? You want to jump between the trees?”

“...yes”

~~~

“I’m genuinely curious how you knew hiding in the trees would work…” Steve was hesitant in his query but he had to know. He never knew you had such survival skills he wanted to know where they came from. 

The two of you had moved up the mountain as according to Steve “Nat will always go high.” 

“Are you saying she always has the high ground?” you replied with a smirk and he groaned at your Star Wars reference. By now you had lost the assholes that were following you but still sat perched in the trees, just in case...and also so Natasha could see you.

“Have you read The Hunger Games yet?”

“I watched the movie a couple months ago actually,” he gave you a small smile as you twirled your fingers through the leaves. God, you were so cute. 

“Most kids got really into archery when it came out,”

“But not you?” he interrupted. You shook your head and clicked your tongue at him.

“Do you remember the character Rue? She hid in the trees to survive. I don’t know why but I got really into survival techniques after reading the books.”

“Even the painting yourself one,” Steve laughed slightly until he saw your smile drop a little at his laughter. She’s not fond of you he reminded himself. 

“Yupp, it won me capture the flag in the academy,” you told him, quite proud of yourself for that one. The humming of the jet passes over you as it covers the sun for a moment and moves past the pair of you. 

“That’ll be Nat,” Steve says before jumping down like you’re not 10ft up. “You coming?” He looks up at you but you’re shaking your head, there’s no way you’re jumping. You’re not going to break a leg after getting this far. You’d much rather climb. “Darling you better hurry, it’s much easier to jump.”

“I will NOT be jumping thank you very much, Steve.” Steve shakes his head, he lets out a chuckle and watches you try and climb further but your foot is beginning to slip. 

“I’ll catch you!” 

“I’m sorry? You’ll catch me?!” 

“Yea,” he’s beaming now because good god you’re so CUTE. His arms are held out for you, he’ll catch you. “I promise.”

You hold onto to trunk for dear life and take three deep breaths before nodding your head “alright okay! You promise?”

“I promise! Trust me,” trust me. She really does not trust him. Was he really that cruel to her?

You nod again and jump from the tree into Steve’s arms. He catches you with grace and lowers you so your feet touch the ground, his arms still holding you tight. “I told you I’d catch you.” 

His breath was hot on your face. You looked up at him, your mouth agape and he licked his lips.

“You did,” you nod and your eyes watch his lips open and close. Steve took a gulp, he’d never been this close to you before. Sure he’d dreamt about it, not exactly in this scenario, his dreams usually took place indoors and with much fewer layers, oh no, now he was blushing. “We should maybe go and find Natasha?” Your hands on his chest and as much as you like being in his arms you had to leave quick to get to the jet on time. Steve nods his head but makes no point to loosen his arms from around your waist. 

“Wouldn’t want to keep her waiting,” he whispers, his fingers spread across your back as you shake your head back at him. “Can I ask you something?” 

“Mhmm?” He gulps again, his hands slowly move up your back and you feel his fingers dig into your shoulder blades slightly. All Steve can hear is his heart in his ears, he’s not totally sure what he wants to ask you. Do you trust me yet? Do you know I love you? Can I kiss you? 

“Steve? Y/N? You there?” Natasha’s voice rang out through the comms in your ears and the two of you jumped away from each other. 

“Send your location Romanoff. We’re not far away,” he replied avoiding your eye and taking off towards the jet with you hot on his tail. 

~~~

“So a good trip then?” Natasha pursed her lips and wiggled her eyebrows at Steve. She’d kept quiet the whole way, kept an eye on the awkward glances between you. You jump out of your seat and try to get out of the jet as soon as it lands as Steve takes as much time as possible. 

“You’re all shit at advice you know that?” he says slinging his bag over his shoulder and walking through the garage with her.

“What? You didn’t fuck? Damn I had money on that,” Natasha continues to tease him relentlessly, Bucky joins in as soon as he can, as well as Sam and Clint.

“Did you stare longingly into her eyes?”

“Tell her how much you love her?”

“Definitely why you asked Tony to give ya two hours, you little punk! You just wanted to sleep with her.”

“WOULD YOU ALL SHUT UP! I HAVE HAD A LONG FUCKING DAY AND I DON’T NEED YOU ALL UP MY ASS RIGHT NOW!” Steve storms off down the hall leaving the group open mouthed with Bucky running after him. 

“Hey come on Steve what the hell happened? You know we’re just teasing,” Bucky leans against the wall as Steve paces across the hall. 

“Look a lot happened but the main thing is YOU’RE ALL WRONG!” Steve’s hands are dragged through his hair which is in shambles now. 

“Wrong about what?” Bucky catches movement at the end of the hall but Steve is too busy pacing to realise anyone else is around, he’s too caught up in what you’d said.

“She doesn’t like me like that okay?! She doesn’t even trust me! I’m pretty sure she thinks I hate her for god’s sake! THIS IS ALL YOU AND SAM’S FAULT!” Steve yells at Bucky and leans his head on the wall. “I thought I was doing the right thing, I thought by not giving her attention it wouldn’t make it obvious!”

“Make what obvious?” Bucky asks, staring directly at the end of the hall where you stand ready to speak but his finger over his lips shush you. 

“What do you make what obvious?” Steve throws up his arms and he steps back from the wall. “That I have the biggest fucking crush on Y/N?! That I’m practically in love with her? God, I’ve been such an idiot pretending not to pay attention to her so she doesn’t see that ALL I WANT TO DO IS PAY ATTENTION TO HER!” Bucky claps his hands together and starts walking back away from Steve sending him a finger gun.

“Glad you finally said that out loud man. Proud of you. Finally told her how you feel,” he rushes out before running out before Steve can register what he’s said. 

“Finally what?!” Steve’s head whips around but there’s no one to be seen. He smacks his forehead and makes a beeline for your room to explain. “I swear I’ll kill him” he mumbles knocking on the door. 

“Steve?” the door opens slowly but wide as you invite him in and he stands awkwardly in the middle of the room. 

“Um...uh I just wanted to see if you were..you know...okay after today’s mission?” He rubs the back of his neck while you close the door and lean against it. 

“I’m fine. You?”

“Yea yea I’m good,” he’s nodding his head, trying to be cool and calm while in his head he’s screaming. As calm as he thinks he looks his hair is still a mess, the straps of his suit undone and hanging off his chest and back. His eyes are wide, his pupils dilated. Is he having a panic attack? BE CALM.

“That’s good.” You swing your arms and walk towards him, straight to the point. Just ask him straight out. Just DO IT. I mean it’s not like you ever didn’t like him. It’s not like he’s not a hunk. It’s not like he’s not a caring, passionate and incredible man. It’s not like you haven’t pictured what it would be like to at least be his friend...or more. Now he’s in your room. He’s standing there looking nervous and you just want to hug him. “Was there anything else?”

Steve held his breath as you walked past him and sat at the end of your bed. He pushes his palms into his eyes and spins around, joining you on the bed. 

“It’s okay Steve, I think it kind of makes sense to me now,” you watch him in the corner of your eye. Steve shifts in his seat, his cheeks are tinted pink and he looks embarrassed and even more nervous than before.

“I really am sorry for how I’ve treated you.” 

“I know,” you pull your knee onto the bed and turn your body to face him. It brushes against his thigh as you give him a smirk. “It’s because you suck at talking to women you find attractive,” you say matter of factly. 

Steve chuckles and nods his head, “I can’t deny that.” You lean in further to him, he’s warm, he’s inviting.

“I won’t bite Steve...not unless you ask me to.” Testing the waters, see what his reaction is. Steve’s breath catches in his throat but quickly, he composes himself, is this a sign you feel something for him too? 

“I’m not opposed to biting,” he bites his bottom lip and looks at you, leaning in closer as well. “Kind of like the idea of you biting me,” he whispers and you feel his breath on your lips, your hand cups his jaw gently.

“Just say the word Cap,” your lips brush over his as you speak and his hand mirrors yours on your own jaw. His lips are soft when he presses into you and kisses you. His hands move to your waist, your lower back and then he’s pulling at your thigh and onto his lap for you to straddle him. You let out a gasp as he grips your thighs and Steve’s all of a sudden feeling much more confident than he was a couple minutes ago when he bites your lip and you let out a moan. 

Flipping you onto the bed Steve situates himself so he has one thigh between your legs, his thigh slowly putting more and more pressure against you until your hips lift up to meet it halfway and he moves his lips to your neck as you whimper his name. His hands are frantic as they try and touch every inch of you, pushing your shit up to your waist, moving up your arms and holding your hands above your head. 

He pauses just below your jaw, his movements halted and his body stiffens when the events of the past 24 hours cross his mind. Steve sighs and buries his head into your neck. He feels your hands slip from his fingers but he can’t bring it in himself to look you in the eye. 

“Steve?” He’s holding his weight off of you with his arms as you brush your fingers through his hair to try and get him to look at you. But Steve’s eyes are screwed shut even when you coax him enough to rest his forehead against yours. 

You run your fingers over his cheek, bring your leg up so your foot brushes against his knee. Steve takes it all in, every movement you make against him. Is it real? He asks himself. I thought she hated me? She didn’t trust me...but then…

“You need to get out of your head pretty boy. Tell me what’s going on? Did I do something?” His eyes dart open when he hears your whispers and he thinks maybe you can read minds for a second. You bring him closer and kiss him softly but Steve breaks it quickly.

“Do you trust me?” He mutters out and his voice is laced with insecurity. You notice it immediately because it’s exactly the same feeling you used to get with him. The umming and ahhing of mixed signals and emotions. 

The uncertainty in his eyes pleads you for the truth but words aren’t enough anymore. Words have gotten you nowhere special with Steve. So you kiss him. Softly but fully. You nip at his bottom and Steve tries to bite back a whimper but your name leaves him like a prayer. 

“Please,” he pleads as he kisses down over your collarbone and pulls your shirt over your head before continuing down. “I need to hear you, sweetheart.”

“You caught me,” you whisper, hands in his hair, “of course I trust you.” he nips at your hip just to hear you moan and he’s not disappointed when his name slips out. That’s all he needs to hear. 

Clothes are carefully pulled off. Each layer of his suit gently pulled from him, bruises still evident from earlier.  He tries not to think about the fact that he hasn’t showered since getting back compared to you in your pajamas, well, were in your pajamas and smelling like your body wash which he loves so much. 

Steve pulls you onto him, he sits you on his lap and takes a moment to admire how powerful and beautiful you look above him. Muttering it under his breath as he smiles up at you, you can’t help but feel shy hiding your face slightly against your shoulder, your hands pressed to his chest as you grind against him to try and distract him. Your plan works as he grips your thighs and growls, pulling you down so you’re chest to chest. 

“You’re absolutely gorgeous,” he whispers in your hair, hands moving up your back and back down to your hips. Sneaky his fingers to brush against your core you bite his shoulder as he presses down and Steve positions himself, needing you now before he chickens out again. “Darling-”

“Please, Steve.”

Slowly you lower yourself onto him, Steve moans your name as you sit up and start to move, filling yourself with him. Movements are slow as Steve sits up and holds you flush against him. They’re calculated as he bites into the crook of your neck, his fingertips digging into your waist.

Pants fill the room, both lost in each other to say anything further that “oh” and “yes”. When he flips you over onto your back and pulls your legs to wrap around his waist you can’t help but moan out his name and Steve almost loses himself right then and there, if it weren’t for you begging for more he would have. 

He moans out your name and you feel like you’re on fire with the way feels inside you, around you, on top of you. Steve makes sure to touch every part of you that he can as if he’s trying to memorize what you feel like under his fingers because that’s exactly what he’s trying to do. 

He locks his arms around you, his head buried in your neck and his leg pressing up to separate yours just that little bit further when you start to feel the familiar feeling of butterflies in your stomach. Steve can feel you clench around him and he pushes deeper into you, his movements becoming frantic and you pull at his hair and whimper under him. His hands grabbing at you rapidly as he pushes you over your edge, calling his name into the room and moaning it in his ear. He follows shortly after, “darling I - oh god I -” and your name sounds like a melody in your ear when he lets loose before peppering your shoulder in kisses and slowly pulling himself out as both your breathing relaxes. 

~~~

“Steve?” you’re curled up facing each other, his eyes are closed and he’s on the cusp of sleep as he hums back at you. Your legs are tangled together and fingers playing with each other as he lazily opens his eyes. “Never go to Sam or Bucky for girl advice again,” you say with a small smile and he can’t help but laugh, pulling you closer to him. 

“I definitely won’t be doing that,” he smiles back at you before pecking your lips quickly. 

“Now what?” You stare straight at his chest, Steve draws circles on your back as you trace your finger down the middle of his chest. 

“Will you go on a date with me?” he blurts it out as soon as you finish your sentence. He’s wanted to ask you for how many months now, he’s almost kicking himself for going about it in such a roundabout way but at least he’s made it. You laugh and nod into him and he breathes out a sigh of relief, one he didn’t realise he was holding as he brings you in closer and kisses your hairline. “Thank god for that.”

~~~

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[stardust-and-snickerdoodles]

I’m Sure They’ll Understand pt. 2

part 1

fandom: MCU

pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

summary: It’s been a couple months since the party and you’re officially free of HYDRA’s hold on you. The memories still remain, along with the guilt, but at least there’s no chance of reverting back to a murderous super soldier. Steve wants you to try to meet the Avengers once more, and despite your fear, you agree.

warnings: angst

word count: 2017

a/n: i got a little carried away... oops.

“You want to bring her on a mission? Did those seventy years in the ice freeze your braincells, too?” Tony glares at Steve across the conference room. The whole team is assembled to discuss an upcoming mission and Steve has just announced his decision to bring you along. “The party was one thing, but this is serious business.”

Steve meets his glare steadily. “Shuri said she’s clear for action. She managed to override all the programming that HYDRA implemented. Plus, Y/N’s not going to be doing any fighting. I just want her to have a chance to bond with you guys.”

Natasha clears her throat and sits up a little straighter. “Look, Steve, I want you to know that I support you and Y/N. But frankly, it’s not the best idea for her to be exposed to HYDRA so soon after deprogramming.”

“Even I couldn’t go on missions for a few months after I came out of cryo again,” Bucky cuts in, tapping his fingers on the table. “It’s nothing against Y/N, it’s just…”

“It’s just you don’t trust her,” Steve says accusingly, sweeping his across the whole room. His team members can’t meet his eyes. He continues, “Y/N deserves your trust. She’s been working so hard for the last year to get better. All the things that she did with HYDRA weren’t her fault.” Steve turns to look at Bucky again. “Buck, I expected some understanding from you at least. None of us hold you responsible for anything you did in the past.” Bucky looks down at his hands guiltily. “So why is it so different for Y/N?”

“Steve,” Natasha says gently. “We’re not trying to attack you or Y/N here. We’re trying to do what’s best for the team. And teaming up with someone who willingly joined HYDRA, not to mention injured you, doesn’t seem smart.” Natasha holds her hand up when Steve begins to interrupt. “I know she had no other choice. But she’s still a liability.”

The fight has died from Steve’s voice. “Just give her a chance. I’ll even stay in the quinjet with her during the mission. I’ll make sure she’s safe.”

“Not a chance, capsicle,” Tony interjects. “Fury wants you taking point on this one. If anyone’s going to stay with her, it’s the Manchurian Candidate over there.” He nods his head toward Bucky.

Bucky’s face is a mixture of disappointment and anger. “Why me?”

“Because you’re the only one who��s been through the same sort of thing Y/N has,” Natasha explains. “You can empathize with her situation.”

Bucky crosses his arms but doesn’t say anything else. The logic is sound, but that doesn’t mean he’s happy about it.

“So, she can come?” Steve asks, trying to keep from sounding like a giddy child.

There’s silence as the rest of the team exchange glances. Steve can hear his heart pounding in his ears. All he wants is for the team to accept you. No matter your past or the horrible things you were forced to do. He wants them to see you like he sees you – beautiful, intelligent, and worthy of love and compassion.

Tony sighs and drags a hand across his face, sighing. “As long as she stays in the jet.”

…

“I didn’t think we’d be going on a whole-ass mission, Stevie,” you murmur as you pull on one of your boots. The rest of the Avengers have been giving you a wide berth while you all get ready. You eye them all nervously, watching them prepare. The only one who has even spoken to you is, of course, Steve. “You said you just wanted me to hang out with them.”

He offers you a small, reassuring smile. “It’ll be okay, Y/N. It’s a small base; nothing out of the ordinary anyway.”

You tug your other boot on and stand. Even though you’re not going to be doing any fighting, you’re still suited up in a black and forest green bodysuit, along with your signature black hood. You’re not allowed any guns, but your preferred weapon is a bow so you don’t need them anyway. You do, however, have one small knife sheathed at each hip; it’s the most the team would let you have. Your quiver feels empty without any arrows in it, but you understand that the team’s safety is priority. And although there’s no chance of you reverting back to your brainwashed ways, you can tell the Avengers still don’t trust you.

You pat Steve on the shoulder and move closer to the doors of the prep room, hopping from one foot to another as nerves surge through you. You have your back to the rest of the team so you don’t have to deal with their worried glances any longer.

Bucky moves to stand next to Steve, who is adjusting one of the straps on his suit. Bucky sighs as he looks at you. “I still don’t think this is a good idea, Steve,” he says.

“And frankly, I don’t care,” Steve shoots back before walking toward you without another word. Bucky shakes his head and continues to get ready.

Steve places a gentle hand on your arm and you stop your anxious movement. “Ready?” he asks.

You nod and look at the waiting quinjet outside. “I just wish we’d get a move on. I don’t know how much longer I can stand here without throwing something.”

Steve looks at you with worry in his eyes as the rest of the team glances around nervously.

You roll your eyes. “I’m kidding,” you say a little louder, trying to set everyone at ease.

A few moments later, Tony claps his hands together and announces that it’s time to leave. You mumble a quick “thank God” and head out the doors to the jet.

You sit close to the back, leaving a seat for Steve to join you if he wants to. Everyone else takes seats toward the front and you try not to be offended by the amount of space they leave between you and them. Steve sits down next to you though and you flash him a grateful smile.

The ride to the HYDRA base is nearly silent, the tension thick in the air. The team’s thoughts are preoccupied with both the mission and your possible actions. Meanwhile, you attempt to lighten your own mood by playing Sticks with Steve. He’s much better at it than you are but it’s a good distraction. Your soft giggles and words float up to the front of the jet where everyone else is sitting.

“Ten bucks says they’re making out by the end of the mission,” Sam whispers, his own attempt at an icebreaker.

Nat snorts. “I say by the time we get to the base.”

“Deal.” Sam smirks and they shake hands. A bit of the tension lifts and a conversation starts up between the rest of the team members.

You’re half-paying attention to their voices when you hear your name. It’s Nat, trying to get your attention. “Y/N! Clint wants to know what kind of arrows you prefer.”

You blink slowly, trying to register the words. Someone wants to know about you? Your Sticks game forgotten, you fidget nervously with the hilt of one of your knives. “Um,” you start, clearing your throat, “I use smoke bomb arrows a lot. Good for cover when you’re trying to get through a place that’s heavily crowded with hostiles. Sonic arrows are good for distractions.”

Clint nods and takes a few arrows from his quiver. He hands them to Nat, who passes them down the line of chairs to you. You take them hesitantly, noticing that they’re a mix of the two types of arrows you mentioned.

Tony frowns and says to Clint, “I thought we said no weapons.”

Clint rolls his eyes. “They’re barely weapons. They don’t do any damage besides stunning, at the most. Besides, I’m considering it a welcome gift.”

“A welcome gift? For what?” Tony asks, incredulous.

“The Avengers, obviously. It doesn’t look like she’s going anywhere anytime soon.”

The two guys look over at you and Steve. The two of you are now holding hands lightly. As they watch, Steve brushes a strand of hair out of your face and you blush.

Tony hums lightly but doesn’t say anything else.

You can’t help but notice that the rest of the team seems a little more at ease since Clint’s peace offering. A few times, some of the other members ask simple questions but it doesn’t often branch into a longer conversation. Still, you’re happy that they seem to be learning to accept you.

Once you arrive at the base, Steve stands and briefly explains the mission, reiterating once again that you will remain in the jet with Bucky. Things move quickly from there, with Steve handing you an earpiece and instructing you on how to use it before leading the rest of the team out of the jet. You watch them leave, sending up a quick prayer that everyone returns safely.

Once it’s just you and Bucky, you glance around the jet. Bucky hasn’t moved except to take a knife from its sheath and begin to flip it absentmindedly. The tension from before is back, even stronger now.

You can hear the team talking through the earpiece but you barely pay any attention. It’s mostly Tony making jokes and Steve instructing the others on where to go. Eventually, the silence inside the jet gets to you and you have to say something. You clear your throat and Bucky turns to look at you, his face unreadable. “So… is your specialty knives?” You immediately feel dumb for asking such a ridiculous question but can’t do anything about it now.

Bucky shrugs and flips his knife again. “Don’t really have much of a specialty. Used to be a sniper. HYDRA trained me in everything though.”

You nod and silence settles in the air again. Bucky seems to be closed off, which is why it surprises you when he speaks once more, “I remember you from… then. When we were with HYDRA.”

The way he says “when we” makes it sound like some sort of pact. Like some shared trauma that ties you together. You force your mouth to not smile and meet his eyes. “I remember you, too.”

“They called you Ranger, right?”

A tingle goes down your spine at the old name. “Yeah. I don’t use that anymore, though. Too many bad associations.”

Bucky nods, and you think you see a little empathy on his face. “It’s the same with me and the Winter Soldier.” He pauses and there’s hesitation in his voice when he says, “I don’t… I don’t hate you, you know.”

Your eyes widen a bit. “God, Bucky, I never thought that. I know how hard it must be to trust me, though.” You run the edge of your fingernail along your thumb unconsciously, one of those little tics that you do when you’re nervous. You laugh quickly, “Hell, sometimes I don’t even trust myself. So I get it. I don’t expect you to-”

Suddenly, you hear a flurry of gunshots through your earpiece. There are shouts and bangs, all assaulting you at once. You try to focus on one sound, one voice, but everyone is talking over each other. Bucky sits up a little straighter and presses a finger against his earpiece. “What’s going on?” he demands.

“Barnes!” Tony’s voice comes through finally, louder than the rest of the commotion. “We need backup in here; the base is larger than we thought.”

Bucky immediately stands and you start to follow suit, preparing to fight. But Bucky stops you with one hand held out. “What about Y/N?”

There’s no response for a little bit. Finally, Tony again, “Bring her in.”

As you gear up, Bucky shows you where Clint’s extra arrows are and you begin to load them into your quiver. The earpiece is once again only filled with the sounds of gunfire. That is, until Sam’s voice breaks through with three words that shatter your heart.

“Rogers is down!”

>>>

part 3

tags: @aspie-allie​ @ashwarren32​

[crappyimagines]

The One That Got Away (Part 2)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: angst, endgame and infinity war spoilers i guess. the timeline is fucked up so please nevermind it. annndd not proofread so doNt  jUdGe Me lOlLoloLOlOL

Summary: you were the one that got away lol

A/N: I made this one for a friend of mine. I promised her a oneshot so here it is. @fruithot

For Jeralyn :)

note: i tried so hard to finish this today so if it has errors, i totally saw that coming.

You had learned to accept the fact that Steve probably wasn’t just for you. Things with Sharon didn’t work out. Natasha thought that that was an opening for you to tell him what you really feel but you knew better. Steve was still depressed about Peggy. He never stopped loving the girl and he never will. Natasha respected your decision and backed off. It was better to give Steve the space he needed.

 Everything got worse when Thanos happened. You all did your best to fight the purple turd but he still succeeded. You were in Wakanda when it all happened. Thanos snapped and half of the universe disintegrated.

What was left of the team was left depressed and lost. Tony was nowhere to be seen. Bucky got turned into ashes along with most of the avengers.

Steve was lost but You were there for him.

 You were always there for him.

 Tony was taken home by Captain Marvel.

 Scott Lang happened and suddenly there was hope.

 The plan about time travelling was made real when Tony found a way to make it work.

The team was talking about who goes where. Who goes with who.

Natasha was able to find Clint so he was back.

Steve was going with Tony and Scott so you were assigned to go with Clint and Natasha to retrieve the soul stone.

You didn’t know anything about the place so you did your research and ask Nebula about it.

 She told you how Thanos was able to get the stone by using Gamora.

Your heart tightened when you realized the price to get the soul stone.

 You knew what you had to do.

Steve wanted to tell you about his plan before you guys go on with the mission.

“When this actually works, after all this is over and everyone is back.” He trailed off sounding excited.

You urged him to continue with a smile and a nod.

“I think I would use the machine to go back in time to have that dance with Peggy.” he said happily and full of hope.

Y/N’s jaw dropped when she realized what he just said.

“Oh.” Was all she could say.

Steve’s smile left his face when she saw your expression.

“You think it’s a bad idea?” he asked, sounding a bit hopeful.

 You didn’t want to make him feel sad so you said the worst thing you could say.

 “I’ll support you with every decision you make, Steve.” You cupped his face.

“If you want to do it, then do it. I know how much you love Peggy. Do what you think is right. I’ll always support you, Steve. You know that.” You smiled.

 He smiled in response. The both of you got ready for the ultimate mission but you said something before you two left to go find the others.

 “I love you, Steve” you told him for the first time and probably the last.

 You panicked when he gave you a shocked face so you quickly added;

 “I’ll always be your best friend” it hurt to say that but it was for the better.

    Everyone was suited up and walked to the platform.

“Five years ago, we lost. All of us” Steve began.

“We lost friends. We lost family. We lost a part of ourselves” he continued.

“Today we have a chance to take it all back. You know your teams. You know your missions.”

 Y/N inhaled sharply and gulped.

 ‘She knew damn well what her mission is’

 “Get the stones. Get them back. One roundtrip each. No mistakes. No do overs. Most of us is going somewhere we know. That doesn’t mean we should know what to expect. Be careful. Look out for each other.” Steve warned.

 Y/N looked over to Natasha and Clint and smiled at them both.

 ‘I got their backs’

 Natasha gave you an excited smile while Clint nodded at you.

 “This is the fight of our lives. And we’re gonna win. Whatever it takes.”

 Y/N gulped  nervously.

 ‘Whatever it takes’

 “Goodluck” Steve finished his speech as Rocket and Scott commented about how good he is with speeches.

 “Okay. I’ll do my best” Clint smiled cheekily.

 “See you in a minute” Nat said excitedly to Steve and then towards you.

Steve smiled at her and then at you.

You breathed deeply and faked a smile.

 “Yeah. See you..”

 Steve pressed a hand onto your shoulders and squeezed it for support.

 “You’ll do good. Don’t be nervous.”

 You nodded at him and smiled.

 “Goodluck, Steve.” You said.

 Steve smiled back but something in the back of his mind told him that there was something more to what you said.

 You got transported back in time with your team along with Thor’s.

 After splitting with Thor’s team, your team started your hike Vormir.

 “Welcome”

 When you reached the top, a hooded figure greeted the three of you as you expected but Natasha and Clint wasn’t expecting him.

 “Natasha, daughter of Ivan. Clint, son of Edith. And Y/N.-“

You cut the floating figure off,

“Yes we know, we know. Now tell us who you are.” You pretended not to know.

“Consider me a guide to you and to all who seeks the soul stone.” He stated creepily.

“Oh good. You tell us where it is and we’ll be on our way.” Natasha said as she pointed her gun at the man.

 ‘I wish it was that easy’

 “If only it were that easy” the creepy floating guy voiced out your thoughts.

 He escorted the three of you towards the cliff.

“What you seek lies in front of you. It is what you fear.”

 Natasha and Clint looked down the cliff.

 “The stone’s down there.” Natasha stated.

 “For one of you.” Red skull informed.

 “For the other, in order to take the stone, you must lose that which you love. A soul for a soul.” He added.

 You stood in the back, watching the two contemplate on their plans.  

 The four of you have been standing for a while now. You were still stood far back when Natasha and Clint started to fight each other and beat the other for the soul stone and for death.

 Red Skull looked at you with a sad and knowing look as you nodded at him.

 You walked towards the cliff, looking at Natasha who on top of Clint.

You loved being there for Steve. You loved making him feel happy when he’s sad. You loved making him feel wanted when his lonely. You loved every moment you had with him. Even if it was heartbreak.

 You did your best to let go of him.

 Now it’s time for him to do the same.

 You were on the edge of the cliff as you spoke.

 “It’s okay, guys. I’ll do it.”

 Natasha and Clint looked towards you but didn’t have the chance to speak or move because you were already plummeting down.

They both ran towards the edge and looked down to see your body surrounded with your own blood. Natasha gawked while Clint just stood in shock.

That was it. They got the stone. They got the soul stone but they lost you. Natasha, your best friend who treated you as her own sister cried in agony as Clint held her against him.

“She’s gone” she sobbed.

After everyone was back, Steve made a headcount but one was missing. His heart started beating faster and he started feeling anxious.

“Where’s Y/N?” he asked the two teammates.

Natasha and Clint looked at each other and then Natasha sobbed.

“She’s- I couldn’t stop her”

Steve’s jaw clenched as he fell on his knees.

He fucked up.

He fucked up big time.

He lost his only chance and it’s all because he couldn’t see what was in front of him. He liked loved you but he never saw you reciprocate his feelings. That was until Natasha screamed at him about how she always wanted him and how she always planned on telling him until Peggy and Sharon.

The love has always been there.

‘I should have told you what you meant to me

Cause now I pay the price‘

“Do you ever just think if you could love someone knowing that you can lose them anytime?” Steve suddenly asked.

Y/N gave him a funny look but then answered. “Well I’d rather have spent a quarter of my life with someone I love instead of regretting every second of my life not having the chance to feel what it would be like to be with that someone.”

~end?

[soldatbarnes]

Masterlist

A/N:

 [posts marked with ** are my rare smutty ones.]

Bucky Barnes:

Flirt : Bucky always flirts with you. Being shy, you misinterpret his intentions. 

Tongue Tied **: Your husband, Bucky, has been overly stressed about setting up a merger with his company. After your morning shenanigans are interrupted, you head to his office to help him relax a bit. // au

Panic: After a mission doesn’t go as planned, reader finds herself in the midst of a panic attack. Bucky uses the ‘5 Things’ method to help her calm down and come back to the present.

Lonely Heart: You’ve been friends with Wanda for as long as you can remember. Being the amazing friend she is, she always takes care of you on Valentine’s day. She knows that you have a crush on your neighbour. She also knows your neighbour has a crush on you. //au

Worship **: Feeling lost in the world, Bucky looks for some kind of guidance. Instead he finds you. You’re everything he didn’t know he was looking for, and it sets his soul free. // Based off of Hozier’s Take Me To Church

Sweet Dreams **:  After having a sex dream about Bucky, it’s pointed out by your friends in front of the man himself, and your adoptive father, Tony.

Don’t Compare: Bucky Barnes is in love with you. He can’t stand it every time you ignore your own qualities in favour of someone else. One day, he’s had enough and makes sure you know just how important you are. 

Last Chance: After stirring up trouble with the women in his neighbourhood, Bucky ignores his best friends advice and heads out for one last night on the town. There he meets you, and begins to consider changing his ways once he gets back home.// 40s!Bucky

Brand New Day: After refusing to take part in your friends fight against each other, you come back after some time has passed. Bucky isn’t impressed with everybody forgiving you so quickly.

Cookies And Cuddles: After your period ruins a date, you rush home upset. Bucky goes to comfort you, and make you feel better about yourself and your situation.

Cute-Icles: You and your best friend Steve opened up a nail salon a few years after college. Now he wants your former classmate and his best friend Bucky Barnes to work for you. // au

If I’d Stayed: What if Bucky had never gone to war? This is a small peak into what could have been, and what wasn’t. 

Married: You’re in love with your friends-with-benefits Bucky Barnes. Bucky’s shipping out in a week. He has an idea to keep both your hearts connected.// 40s!Bucky 

Six Months: Your daughter finds out how little time you spent with your husband before marrying him. // au; mechanic-ish; modern

Comfortable: You buy some new lingerie as a surprise for Bucky, but he doesn’t react the way you thought he would. 

Just Pretend: **You wake in the night, desperate for your ex. You tend to your needs, not knowing he was just as desperate next door. 

Series: 

This Is War : After being rejected by your best friend, Sam sets you up on a date with one of his friends. When it goes horribly, he gives you an ultimatum: Go on a makeup date with the guy, or download a dating app. You choose the latter. // Complete

The Witching Hour: You’ve married the love of your life, and have moved into your dream home. Nothing could go wrong, right? // AU-Ish // Complete

Drabbles:  Game Night | Fatherhood | No Regrets | Stay Awake | Suit | Nerd | Safe | Halloween | Ruined Date | Kitten | Romantic | Bakers | The Clown | Movie Night | Can’t Breathe | Self-Worth | Roommates | Nights Like These

Lance Tucker:

Second Chances: When your long-term boyfriend confronts you after a work gala, you’re forced to come to terms with the fact that you’ve put yourself first, affecting the love of your life.

Series:

It’s Been a While **: After not seeing your friends for months you agree to attend a bowling night. You didn’t know that Lance would be there. After not seeing him in years, you’re surprised when every interaction takes a less than innocent turn. // Mini Series // Complete

Hard To Say: A few months after you breakup with your boyfriend, he asks you for a favour. // Fake Dating AU // In Progress

Misc: 

Drabbles: Khakis- Steve Rogers | Candy- Pietro Maximoff | Forget- Chris Beck | Place to Stay- Carter Baizen

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Santa Claus is Coming to Town

Day 5 of Kyra’s Christmas Sing-a-long Series

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning(s):  Nope.  Just fluff.

Author’s Note:  I’m super proud of this one.  It doesn’t follow the song as much as some of the others, but it’s still super adorable.  ENJOY!

You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town

Your son, Evan, was beyond ecstatic when you and Steve told him that you were going to see Santa.  He had been on his best behavior for the past two weeks, being extra careful not to do anything bad until Christmas, which just happened to be tomorrow.

Now, you’re waiting in line with Evan who is bouncing up and down excitedly waiting for his turn to see Santa.

“You excited, little man?”  Steve asks, looking down at his son with a fond smile.

“Yes!  Daddy, I’m gonna meet Santa Claus!”  The five year old exclaims.  “I’m going to ask for something super special,” he says, a secretive glint in his eye.  You raise an eyebrow at your son’s antics.

“And what’s that?”  You ask.

“I can’t tell you, Mama!  I can only tell Santa!”  Evan deadpans, looking at you with a look that just screams “duh”.

He's making a list And checking it twice; Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town

When it’s his turn, Evan runs up the two stares and practically jumps into Santa’s lap.  You laugh and lean into your husband’s embrace as you watch the scene in front of you unfold.

“Ho, ho, ho!”  Santa says, lifting Evan up into his lap.  “And what is your name?”

“Evan,” Evan says, but more timid than before.

“Have you been a good boy this year, Evan?”

“Yes, sir.”  You grin at your son’s manners; it was something he’d been working on with him.

“And what do you want for Christmas, Evan?”

Evan eyes you and Steve warily before turning back to Santa and whispering into Santa’s ear.

“I want a baby sister.”

“Ho, ho, ho!”  Santa laughed.  “That one might be a little out of my hands, but I’ll see what I can do.”  You and Steve share a look; what had your son just asked for?

Evan smiled.  “Thanks, Santa!”  And then Evan jumped off of Santa’s lap and ran over to Steve.

“Merry Christmas!”

“You ready to go, bud?”  Steve asks.

“Yup!”  Evan replies, running a little ahead to get out of the line.  Steve follows right behind him.

You, however, take a detour to ask Santa your own question.  Santa raises an eyebrow as you lean forward just a little.

“What did he ask for?”

Santa chuckles.  “He asked for a baby sister.”  Your eyes widen and Santa and he chuckles once more.  You mumble out a ‘thanks’ before you run to catch up with your family.

He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake!

After you put Evan to bed with the reminder that Santa won’t come if he doesn’t go to sleep, you and Steve settle down on the couch to watch some T.V.

“So, what did he ask for?”  Steve asks as you cuddle into his side and turn on the T.V.

You giggle at the memory.  “Oh!  Santa said he wants a baby sister for Christmas.  Hence the “that’s a little out of my hands” thing.”

Steve’s eyes widen in surprise.  “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, it’s a good thing he has one on the way, then,” he says, placing his hand over your stomach.

“Hey, we don’t know it’s a girl, yet,” you point out with a giggle.

“I guess not,” Steve says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

O! You better watch out! You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town Santa Claus is coming to town

Tags: @phiauniverse

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MASTERLIST

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Finnick Odair

The Winner Takes It All (series)

Obi-Wan Kenobi

House Of Memories Masterlist

Obi and Little One Masterlist

Come What May Masterlist

ONESHOTS:

Lessons

Din Djarin

WHAT ONCE WAS MINE MASTERLIST

It's called a hustle, sweetheart

Anakin Skywalker

Best Kept Secret

Joel Miller

Take It Off Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Bruce Wayne

ONSHOTS/REQUESTS:

Media

Family Ties

SERIES:

Cruel Irony: currently on pause

PLAYLIST

Season One:

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

Episode 4

Episode 5

Episode 6

Episode 7

Episode 8

Episode 9

Episode 10

Episode 11

Episode 12

Episode 13

Episode 14

Episode 15

Episode 16

Episode 17

Steve Rogers

Forever Young: ongoing (paused)

Pilot

Phone Trouble

Drywall

Peter Parker

Who Are You Really MASTERLIST

Indiana Jones

Temple of the Foribidden Eye

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Daddy doesn’t pray anymore by @/ shmaptainhotchner is really good

And @/egcdeath and all of their steve rogers x reader onshots are good too

Thank youuu!! 💖

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The Avengers Meet Ladybug and Chat Noir

The Avengers meet Ladybug and Chat Noir by heartbreakerninja

There's a blackout going on in Paris and Fury wants to know why. So he sends in Clint. Clint comes back wanting Hazard pay...Fury wants to bang his head against a wall. HR is running scared. Natasha is confused. And Tony is enjoying the show. Phil is just done with everyone. (Phil's alive, Endgames never happened, neither did Civil War. Before season 4 of Miraculous)

The Avengers meet Ladybug and Chat Noir......it goes as well as you'd expect.

This whole fic came from a single made up conversation between Clint and SHIELD HR. and I cracked myself up so bad I wrote this thing:

HR Lady: Mr. Barton why are you asking for hazard pay for this last mission?

Clint: Because I just had the pleasure of meeting a miniature Black Widow in the making and I, nor the world, was prepared to deal with that.

HR Lady: …Please tell me you're joking….?!

Clint: …. Not even in the slightest.

And then the poor woman has a stroke...or just passes out and poor Clint has to explain to Fury how he put the HR Lady in the hospital.

Words: 3318, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Avengers Team, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, SHIELD Agents & Staff, SHIELD HR, Alix Kubdel | Bunnix, Original SHIELD Characters, Original Akumatized Character(s), Peter Parker | Spiderman

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Plagg & Tikki, Avengers as family, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Plotbunnies, Tony Stark Does What He Wants, Protective Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Badass Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Lucky Charm And Miraculous Ladybugs Cure | Ladybug Miraculous Superpowers, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Crack Crossover, Crack Treated Seriously, this was supposed to only be a one shot, this did not stay a one shot, i cant write onshots, Be Careful What You Wish For, Domestic Avengers, Protective Avengers, Everyone Is Alive, Nat is scary, And apparently so is Marinette, mini black widow in the making, the world wasnt ready for that, i did it anyway, marinette does not care if you are a big bad secret agent, she will still mess you up, Phil Coulson is alive, Nick Fury is Not Amused, Phil Coulson & Nick Fury Friendship, Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Friendship, Steve Rogers & Tony Stark Friendship, Tags Are Hard, Tags Are Fun, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, this literally started from a made up conversation between clint and SHIELD HR

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33007021

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I posted 508 times in 2022

That's 451 more posts than 2021!

135 posts created (27%)

373 posts reblogged (73%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@gay-jewish-bucky

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I tagged 139 of my posts in 2022

#steve rogers - 60 posts

#steve rogers fanfiction - 41 posts

#mcu - 36 posts

#bucky barnes - 33 posts

#flood my inbox - 27 posts

#verasreads - 27 posts

#steve rogers x y/n - 26 posts

#steve rogers fluff - 24 posts

#steve rogers x you - 24 posts

#steve rogers x reader - 24 posts

Longest Tag: 102 characters

#so when he realises he can't wash it off he starts crying because alpine is supposed to be white steve

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Pretty boy

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Best friends always tease each other. You always liked teasing Steve…but what if some words affect Steve more, than he lets you see it? After a failed mission, Steve needs more than just your teasing...

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sub!Steve Rogers x (female)dom!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, subspace [m] , needy!Steve, oral [messy blowjob], hint of mommy kink, crying, pet names like; pretty boy, good boy, Stevie, Madame, mistress

Because of the subspace it could be seen as dub-con but not really. I’ll just want to say it in case someone’s sees it that way.

If you feel uncomfortable with any of these above, this onshot may not be for you!

Have in mind English is not my first language! There could be some mistakes-let me know.

Don’t forget to like, reblog and comment <;3

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#4

Could u do a best friends dad Steve Rogers x reader smut plz if possible🥰

Thank you for the request!<3 hope you’ll like it, let me know!

There is a bit of fluff and of course the smut-with a happy ending! Enjoy<3

If you’re here only for the smut and nothing else, skip to the part where reader gets out of the shower😝 I wanted to keep it short but…I couldn’t.😂 It’s filthy. I feel dirty. ;p

What you deserve

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After you caught your-now ex-boyfriend cheating, your best friend let you stay over for the night…there was only one problem.

Her unbelievably hot dad.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: BestFriendsDad!Steve Rogers & Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Age gap [ Steve is in his mid 40s, reader in early 20s], cheating [ from readers Ex], past Steve x Peggy[ not really mentioned] , forbidden / hidden romance, smut, oral f receiving], fingering, unprotected sex [ don’t be silly wrap your willy] p in v, finger sucking, size kink, overstimulation, squirting, cum eating, taking pictures/videos, petnames; sweetheart, angel, sweetie , baby

Keep in mind English is not my first language! There can be some mistakes. Just let me know:)

Don’t forget to like, reblog and comment please&lt;3

I’m taking requests!

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371 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

#3

Getting to know you

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: During one of Starks famous party’s you and Steve…get to know each other better.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rogers x Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: alcohol, drinking game [ truth or dare], smut, technically dub-con since both of them are drunk, dirty talk, slight Captain kink, fingering, oral ( F ), unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy ), hangovers

Please let me know if I need to add something.

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425 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#2

Safe

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You ran away from your abusive ex....after a few months he came looking for you. Good for you, you had such a great neighbour.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: (neighbour)Steve Rogers x Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: abusive ex(called Matthew here), talking about toxic relationships, a slight injury

This idea came in my mind while watching the show 911

Keep in mind English is not my first language!

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588 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Keep you quiet

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve and you never liked each other. You always bickered, even on missions-which brought you in this situation; on you knees.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rogers x reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: enemies/rivals to...lovers?, smut, oral [M receiving], dom/sub undertones, Dom!steve, sub!reader, slightly mean Steve, size kink?, dumbification/degradation kink, slight Captain kink [blink and you miss it], dry humping, boot humping,  rough oral, rough treatment, face-fucking, cum swallowing, semi-public, allusion to threesome Tell me if I need to add anything

Keep in mind English is not my first language!

Don’t forget to like, comment and reblog!

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by Thats_Enzo_Or_Max_To_You

All of these will just be little stories/ficlets from the MCU. Some will be related to others, while others will be stand-alone's. They'll probably jump around. Some will be more canon compliant than others. Most romance will be pretty mild, not always the main focus. I'll make general timeline and character notes at the start of each story. I suck at summaries, enjoy!

Words: 514, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: little moments, Ficlets, free form, m/m - Freeform, Pre-Relationship, Post-Relationship, Friendship, Pre-Infinity War, Post-Infinity War, Post-Civil War, Slash, Romance, Short, onshots

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These Little Moments - Marvel Ficlets

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by Thats_Enzo_Or_Max_To_You

All of these will just be little stories/ficlets from the MCU. Some will be related to others, while others will be stand-alone's. They'll probably jump around. Some will be more canon compliant than others. Most romance will be pretty mild, not always the main focus. I'll make general timeline and character notes at the start of each story. I suck at summaries, enjoy!

Words: 514, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: little moments, Ficlets, free form, m/m - Freeform, Pre-Relationship, Post-Relationship, Friendship, Pre-Infinity War, Post-Infinity War, Post-Civil War, Slash, Romance, Short, onshots

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[crappyimagines]

The one that got away (Part 1)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: angst, endgame and infinity war spoilers i guess. the timeline is fucked up so please nevermind it. annndd not proofread so doNt  jUdGe Me lOlLoloLOlOL

Summary: you were the one that got away lol

A/N: I made this one for a friend of mine. I promised her a oneshot so here it is. @fruithot

For Jeralyn :)

Steve Rogers.

 You loved everything about him. You loved how he keeps making the right things yet he was ready to break some rules for his best friend. He wasn’t too righteous but he wasn’t too much of a rebel either. You loved how he was such an old school gentleman when you first met him.

 You were a new recruit for the avengers. Nick Fury, a guy who discovered you and your ‘special abilities’, was escorting you to introduce you to the team. You were really nervous because the people you were about to meet were a bunch of heroes who has done a lot of great things to save the planet from every sort of misfits. They were your childhood heroes and you were just too overwhelmed.

 As you stepped out of the elevator with Nick, you found the heroes chilling in the living room of the floor and was just talking to each other. Their attention darted towards Nick and you and that’s when you felt really anxious but a guy stepped up with a heart warming smile.

“Hi ma’am. You must be Y/N, the new recruit.” He smiled as he wiped his hands on his pants.

“I’m Steve Rogers. Nice to meet you” He offered his hand for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Rogers” you shook his hands and smiled.

“Oh. Please call me Steve. Welcome to the team” He gave you his famous charming smile.

 That was the time when Steve was able to find a way into your hear. (As cheesy as that sounds)

You guys were like two peas in a pod. You were able to build a strong relationship with Steve. You two were the best of friends. You two were always there for each other. Your feelings for him grew and grew but Steve didn’t have any clue. That’s when your other best friend stepped in. Natasha was clear when she warned you about getting hurt if you keep up with the ‘best friends’ shenanigans with Steve.

“I swear to God, Y/L/N. If you don’t say anything, you’ll end up being crushed. You need to tell him how you really feel because we all know how dense Steve can be.” Natasha chided.

You laughed at her words but then agreed. You’ve been hiding your feelings for too long. It’s time to finally tell Steve.

There was enough reason to confess your feelings for him. The two of you shared some unforgettable moments that could be considered as romantic.

 Y/N and Steve sat on a rooftop, taking in the bright lights at night. They’ve just finished a mission successfully and the ‘couple’  would always have their quality time with each other on the rooftop and would just talk about things in life and just have deep talks with each other.

“Do you ever just think if you could love someone knowing that you can lose them anytime?” Steve suddenly asked.

Y/N gave him a funny look but then answered. “Well I’d rather have spent a quarter of my life with someone I love instead of regretting every second of my life not having the chance to feel what it would be like to be with that someone.” Steve looked at her for a second when she spoke again.

“Have you ever loved someone but could never tell them how you really feel?” Y/N asked.

The two of them sat there just looking at each other. ‘This is it.’ Y/N thought.

‘This is the perfect time to tell him’

Right before she could say something, Steve stood up and excused himself back to his room.

Y/N sighed to herself.

“I guess it could wait.”

 The problem is every single time you would admit your feelings for him, something will come up and you’ll feel that your confession is a bit irrelevant for the situation.

 First it was Peggy. His lover back in the day.

Steve found out that Peggy, was still alive and of course, being the best friend, you are, you accompanied Steve with visiting Peggy at the hospital.

Y/N stood in the corner of the room as Steve and Peggy talked. The old lady told Steve about her life after Steve disappeared. Steve looked at Peggy with guilt but also with love and adoration. Y/N felt a burning sensation inside of her. She knows that he still hasn’t moved on from Peggy. He might never will. Y/N thought about how selfish it would be for her to force Steve into moving on and being with her when clearly, he wasn’t over Peggy yet.

 After that, Y/N pushed the thought of confessing away. It never came to mind. Especially when Peggy’s niece, Sharon, texted Steve that her aunt Peggy died in her sleep.

Y/N saw how devastated Steve was and made sure to be by his side for support.

At Peggy’s funeral, Y/N remained by Steve’s side all the time. Everyone had left the church except for the two.

“Thank you for being here for me, Y/N” Steve smiled sadly.

“Of course. Anything for you, Steve”

“You know, you don’t have to do this, Y/N” Steve said seriously.

“I know” she sighed.

“I just don’t want you to be alone” she smiled at him as she embraced him in a hug which he returned.

 There was the problem with Bucky. You helped him find his old best friend and helped him deal with Bucky’s memories.

 After that, you thought it would be the perfect time to confess yet another problem came up.

There came the Sokovia Accords and Ironman helping the government with catching Bucky. The team was divided into two. You didn’t even think twice when you decided to help Steve with protecting Bucky.

 “Y/N. It would really be great if you don’t sign the-“

“Don’t worry, Steve. I’ll always be by your side, remember?” Y/N smiled.

“Thank you. You really are the best friend, Y/N” Steve replied. Y/N smile faltered but she put a fake smile back on before Steve could even notice.

 But what broke her the most was that time when she saw Steve and Sharon when she was giving him his old uniform.

You sat in the back of the car with Bucky as Sam sat in front, on the passenger’s seat.

Steve and Sharon were talking and the three of you were watching them.

Out of nowhere, Steve leaned in towards Sharon and right in front of you,

You saw the man you were falling head over heels with kissing another girl. You didn’t have the right to be jealous. You were never together. You never even told him about your feelings for him. You didn’t think it was appropriate to confess after Peggy’s death but here they are. Sharon beat you to it.

 You never had your chance.

  That’s the reason why you never got to tell him your true feelings.