#steverogers imagine

[coltrainbat]

what about steve rogers is a virgin and his girlfriend's reader is experienced. She decided to show and take away his virginity.

I'm the Captain Now

A/N: Ok Miss She Hulk. Purr. This one is insanely cute thank you for the request!!

WARNINGS: SMUT MINORS DNI. Mentions of losing ones virginity (obviously), Unprotected sex, fingering (f receiving), oral (m receiving), soft sex, orgasm, P in V

You filed away your last report on the recent mission, standing up from your desk you straightened out your pencil skirt. Looking in the reflection of the mirrored glass, you slyly undid the top button of your blouse, revealing your scandalous cleavage and a hint of your lace white bra. Ready to go visit Steve in his den. 

Steve was a true gentleman, adorable, kind, charming and while it made you blush how flustered he’d get when you’d pull on his belt slightly or your kisses trailed down his below his jaw he’d always promptly sit up, coaxing you back to a more… modest position. 

You thought maybe because your relationship was taboo, and as a S.H.I.E.L.D spy you weren’t meant to be rendezvousing with America’s sweetheart. But you couldn’t help the tinge your heart felt whenever he’d push you off 

“Now gorgeous save this for another time.” He’d say while rebuttoning your shirt, his sweaty palms struggling with the buttons.

It was endearing to say the least, you figured maybe it’d just been 60 years since he last did it and he was nervous, but you decided tonight was the night you were going to finally get to bask in the glory of America’s ass.

You knocked on the door of his room, opening it up a crack and peaking your head in. 

“Hey Captain.” You let out a soft drawl to let the soldier know you had entered. He was reclined on his bed, doodling in his journal, quickly placing it to the side when he saw your face.

“There’s my gorgeous sweetheart, how you are doing?”

“I’m good.” You joined I’m on the bed, sitting on the edge reclining your arm out to give him a proper view of your bra peeking out.

Steve gulped at the sight. 

“I wanna talk to you about something.”

“Yeah, what’s going in that pretty little head of yours?”

“We’ve been together for a couple of weeks now and while I’m enjoying all the kisses and cuddles… is there a reason you freeze up whenever I touch your belt? Ya know it’s not a bad thing if we do it before marriage right? Times have changed and we discovered God isn’t going to come down and strike us.”

Steve looked down, fiddling with his hands. He knew he had to be honest with you eventually. It’s not that the sight of you didn’t get him hard as a vibranium. It’s just that…

“Well, ya know I was in the ice for a while. I went in at 27, and it’s not like I wouldn’t love to… you know…”

“Fuck me?” you said pointedly

“I was gonna say make love to you but yeah that too. It’s just that… I’ve never done that before and I worried if we did you wouldn’t like it, so I tried to hold it off as long as possible. I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore and go through the hassle of teaching me what to do.”

“Oh Steve, honey, I didn’t know.”

“Know what? that I went into the ice as a virgin? Yeah, talk about a tough 60 years.”  

You snorted out a laugh. “Well, I don’t want to stop seeing you. And if you want, we can leave it for another time but I have no problem teaching you a few things.”

“Really?!” His blue orbs lit up in excitement. 

Catching himself, he cleared his throat

“I mean, yeah I’d like to... if you want to… we can do it... ya know... like how they do it on your cable channel thing or whatever... I’m not- “

“Steve.”

“Yeah?”

“Stop talking.”

“Yeah right of course.” He sat up straight next to you on the edge of the bed. His hand drifting to your thigh as you turned to kiss him.

His mouth immediately engulfed yours. While he lacked in experience, the boy sure knew how to kiss.  Your hands inched under his shirt; you caught his breathe in the kiss. 

“I’m gonna take your shirt off now ok?”

Steve was dumfounded and simply nodded enthusiastically. 

You pulled his shirt over is head, revealing the delicious effects of the serum. His hard pecs illuminated by the bedside table lamp. 

You had to slow down your thoughts not wanting to rush the old timer. 

You stood up. “Now I’m gonna take off my clothes, ok?” His eyes glazed over as he watched you unbutton your blouse. Your hands fell behind your back as you slowly unzipped your skirt letting it pool at your feet. You stepped out your heels leaving them in the fabric circle.

Steve could feel his cock hardening at the sight of you in your lace white set.

“Is this, ok?” you asked reassuringly.

“It’s better than ok I think this is the best day of my life.” You chuckled at his boyish comment.

Closing the space between you two you straddled his waist. 

He fell back onto the sheets, grasping at your skin eager to touch you. 

You moved your body downwards, anchoring your knees on the mattress. Slowly you pulled down his grey sweats, being greeted by his hard cock slapping against his chest. 

Your eyes widened at the size “You’ve been hiding this the whole time Rogers?” 

He gave a sheepish grin through ragged breathes, trying to focus on not ruining the moment by cumming prematurely. 

“I’m gonna put it in my mouth now ok baby?” 

Steve let out a laboured “please.” Begging to feel the warmth of your mouth, your hot breath only adding to the ache of his swollen tip. 

Slowly, you took him into your mouth. Inching downwards towards his base, swirling your tongue around his length. 

“Oh God… Jesus Christ Y/N.” 

He had never felt anything like it, he relaxed into the pillow enjoying the sight of his length disappearing into your soft, red lipped mouth. 

His hands falling to cup your cheek, overwhelmed by the sensation. 

“Stop, stop, stop.” 

“You feeling, ok?” you replied coyly

“I feel fucking amazing, but I don’t want to end this before it even starts.”

“I get you.” You travelled back up his body, positioning yourself once again in the straddling position.

“Can we do it… the other way… ya know with you lying down? I just want to do it properly the first time” Steve asked shyly 

“Of course, we can.” You rolled off the hunk of man, getting comfortable amongst the pillows. 

Steve hovered over you, pausing to drink in the sight of you. A small wet patch had formed at your entrance, the fabric sticking to your pussy like a translucent portal to an oasis. 

Slowly he leaned down to kiss you. His hand travelling over the moulds of your breast, drawing soft shapes on your stomach, and landing over the now drenched panties. He tested the waters and applied light pressure to your heat. 

“Aghh Steve.”

“Are you ok? Was that bad? Did it hurt?” He quickly retreated, studying your body for injuries.

“No silly haha it felt good do it again… but this time under the panties.” 

You helped Steve discard of the lousy fabric. He once again moved his hand towards your heat, this time more daringly sliding his finger past your folds and rubbing in an agonisingly slow up and down motion.  

The feeling of his rough hands against your heat, brushing up against your clit was intoxicating and you left out soft moans, grabbing his forearm for support.

“That feel good sweetheart?” Becoming more confident with his actions and with close examining of your face when he reached certain spots. Steve dared to speed up, circling your clit and applying light pressure.

“Omg Steve yes… please I need you inside of me.”

That was all he needed to mount on top of you. You helped him guide his length towards your hole. The initial entry of his tip in your folds sent him falling ever so slightly above you, catching himself with his arms on either side of your head. 

You lay like that for a moment, both enjoying the initial feeling of pleasure. 

“You can move now baby, don’t overthink, just in and out… it’s a natural function.” 

With your encouragement Steve started to thrust into you, slowly at first as he became accustomed to the new feeling of what the inner walls of your pussy felt like. 

He stretched his neck moaning at the sensation. 

“Oh my god, Y/N, holy shit… yes.”

You were overcome by his length, moaning and clenching your walls around him.

“Go faster baby.” With that his thrusts increased, hitting your cervix, causing you to jolt in pleasure. 

Steve then felt a sudden stream of liquid meet the tip of his cock.

“Shit, what was that are you ok?”

You gave him a weery smile, “That was me cumming baby.’

Pride overcame the gorgeous man on top of you as he broke out into a beaming smile.

“Did I do that?”

You bit your lower lip and nodded, adoring his pride at being the cause of your release. 

With that, his confidence grew as he continued to thrust into you.

 “Shit baby I’m gonna cum what do I do?!”

“Just keeping going… please… I wanna feel your cum inside of me.” A switch flipped his head as he let out his release inside of you with a loud grunt. 

His arms finally giving as he collapsed on top of you, holding your hot skin close. 

“Holy shit.”

You pulled back a loose strand from his glistening forehead 

“What’d you think Cap?”

“I think I’m an idiot for not doing that sooner.” He gave you a lazy smile, raising his head to meet yours for a long, drawn-out kiss. 

He brought his head back to your chest, using your boobs as a pillow and before you know it the soldier was letting out soft snores. Exhausted from his release that was 60 years in the making. 

You smiled to yourself, the now proud owner of Steve Rogers virginity. 

[manic-eddie]

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[lokiswifeduh]

beautiful flesh

pairings: tattoo!artist!buckybarnes x fem!plus!size!reader

summary: You're going in with Natasha to get a tattoo, but you're nervous since the place you want it in has a little extra skin. Thankfully, Bucky is there to assure you you're beautiful.

warnings: needles, blood, tattoos, negative self-talk, I think that's it!

Natasha walked in first, the bell on the door jingling as she stepped through. You walked in behind her, timidly looking around as you kept at least a two-foot distance between the two of you.

"Romanoff!" A blonde man grinned as he stepped up to the counter, wiping off a bottle with black liquid in it. He was covered in tattoos, his arms filled with roses and skulls and his neck was covered in intricate designs as well. You eyed the ink drawings, admiring them from behind your friend.

"Y/n!" You snapped out of your daydream as Natasha caught your attention. "Hmm?" She let out a small chuckle, "I was just telling Steve here about the tattoo you wanted to get."

You nodded, "Yeah, I want flowers." "You gotta be a little more specific, doll." All your heads snapped in the direction of the man walking from behind the glass partition. His eyes were steel blue, contrasting with the chestnut brown of his hair. His muscled flexed back and forth as he cleaned off a piece of equipment, the tattoo's on his arms moving over the muscles underneath.

You soon realized everyone was staring at you, awaiting a response. "Uh, a vine of flowers, with the branch going up on my breast." You slightly lifted your arm, motioning with your other to the underneath of your right breast. Bucky's eyebrow raised slightly, "I hope you gotta picture, doll. Come on back." I looked to Natasha who had already sat down at Steve's station, the blonde artist already working on sanitizing and cleaning her arm where her next design was going.

You followed the brunette man to the back of the store, walking through and into a room where there was a chair with a table of supplies. "You can lay down on your back." You moved, following his words as you let your back rest against the chair, your legs bent down but not enough to touch the ground.

Bucky cleaned off his machine, making sure everything was prepped and ready. You didn't wanna tell him this was your first tattoo but somehow you could tell he knew. Plus the absence of art on your bare arms and back made a statement that you hadn't done this before.

Bucky sat down on the rolling stool beside the chair, "Lift up your shirt for me, doll." You cringed, Bucky catching your grimace. Just as you were about to lift your tank top he caught your hand, "If you're uncomfortable you don't have to do this." You shook your head, "It's not, I just..." You took a deep breath, "I'm a little bigger than most girls and I'm not really sure this tattoo will..work with my size."

Bucky's brows furrowed in confusion before softening his gaze, "Doll, I've been doing this for a while. And I can tell you, no matter the size you are or the shape you are beautiful, and this tattoo, or any you get in the future will look amazing on your exquisite body." You let out the breath you were holding, squeezing your eyes shut only to open them as you made eye contact with the brunette sitting above you.

"You mean that?" Bucky nodded, a smirk gracing his lips, "You have nothing to be worried about, doll. You have an amazing body, believe me." You nodded your head, pulling up your shirt and holding it so he could sanitize your skin.

He wiped off the area you described, "I might need you to lift a little more of your bra if that's okay." You let out a low laugh, "Can I at least know your name before I flash you?" He huffed out a surprised chuckle, "My names' James. and you are?"

"Y/n" You lifted your bra a little more as he swiped the disinfectant over the under of your boob.

"Well, nice to meet you Y/n." You smiled, feeling his hands over your body like electricity.

"You too, James."

A/N: I honestly loved this idea! Plus it was fun getting to photoshop Natasha and Bucky with tattoos! I want to start doing more Bucky x plus-size!reader, since I am plus-size myself and it is hard to find fics with plus-size readers.

[bloomingpaper]

dancing in the rain / steve rogers

word count: 645.

warnings: none.

— imagine dancing in the rain with Steve...

It has been raining nonstop in Upstate New York for the past two days. That means you and the rest of the Avengers' crew have spent the past two days inside the building. It seems on rainy days, the city rests, including the criminals.

Everyone has been trying to occupy themselves by playing video games, reading, training, and listening to music. Today, Tony is blaring AC/DC music on the bust, "Have you ever thought about turning that down?" Bucky yells at him over the music.

Tony smirked, "Nope, the thought never crossed my mind." He shouts back.

"Hey Tony, is the speaker waterproof?" Steve walks over to the speaker and turns the music down.

"Yes Cap, it's a $3,000 speaker. I sure hope it's at least waterproof. Now, what do you think you're doing?"

"mind if I borrow it for a bit?" Steve picks up the speaker.

"Well, it's already in your hands so I can't really say no."

Steve winks, "good answer Stark." —

You are lying on top of your bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what mission lies ahead. A single knock on your bedroom door cuts off your thought.

"Hey y/n, it's me," you hear Steve say.

"Come on in," you call out.

The door opens, revealing a smiley Steve and a large black speaker in his left hand.

"Are you here to confess your love to me by singing with a speaker over your head?" you laugh,

"Ah I've already done that. I'm here to take you outside," Steve replied, walking towards you,

"I know you have, but I wouldn't mind hearing it again from time to time."

"Love, you know I tell you how much I adore you about 100 times a day."

"That's really true, I sometimes get sick of hearing it."

Steve giggles, "I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear that and I'm gonna steal you now." He takes his empty hand, gently takes your left hand, and puts it in his. He helps you up from your bed and leads you down the large stairs at the end of the hall.

"So where are you taking me, Steve?" you question

"I thought we could go outside."

"In the rain?"

"Yes, In the rain."

You give him a confused look, and he gives you his brown leather jacket to wear, "aren't you gonna wear a coat? You're gonna freeze or get sick?" you ask.

"Honey, I think you forget who you're dating sometimes. I've already spent enough time frozen."

You both step into the elevator, and Steve presses the 1st-floor button. As you go down the elevator, Steve takes out his phone and searches for something on the screen. He returns his phone in his pocket and holds your hand again when the elevator opens.

—

Once you both are outside the tower, he takes his phone out again, and the song from Howl Moving Castle starts playing from the speaker. It was the Merry Go Round of Life. Howls Moving Castle is one of Steve's favourite movies. Sometimes, he wishes you and him could live in a quiet, magical place where no one knows your name. To have the chance is to run away from all the madness that being an avenger comes with.

You both started slowly dancing to the music in the rain. You look up at Steve with a peaceful expression displayed on your face. He moves your wet hair out of your face, "I would love every version of you y/n. Just like Howl and Sophie love each other no matter what. I just love you endlessly."

"I love you to the moon and back, Steve. You are mine forever and always." You lay your head on his chest.

You continue to dance and hold each other for an hour. You are deeply enjoying the comfort of you both being so close.

[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

Returning the Stones

1-the goodbye

Just incase 18+ theres fludd angst mentions of kissing implied intimate tons of sweet kissing and tears. Comments likes ans reblogging apprexitaed. No permission to repost anywhere else or to translate or to use in any ai story generator to finish it

I stood there as steve got his last good wishes from his team mates. I stood back watching tears in my eyes. I knew he only had a certain amount and im thinking back to the cinversariin we had after it was decided hed be the onky to return them

"Why do I feel like theres a but comming"

"There is" he took my hands, "sweeetheart even tho hank pym is back theres still that adjustment period everyone is going through and he csnt make more pym particles right now"

"Cant you wait? Time will always be there for you to return it?"

He took my palm, like he does when he's  nervous and subconsciouslybdraws the same patterns he always does when he looked down.

"Yes and no. You see the way that Strange explained it is that time will continue on  and yes and while we can wait the stones not being there is affecting us here and now as in the past they arent there.  I could wait but if simething happens," he swollows hard, "something to you. I cant lose you."

"Steve nothing is going to ha-"

"You dont know that!" Hw yells and i jumo back almsot in tears.

"Im sorry, I'm sorry I didnt mean to "

"Strange said something didnt he?"

Steve looked uo with tears in his eyes and nodded. 

"It doesn't mean it will but i can't bear the thought"

"And I can't live without"

"Neither can I, if Tony was here..."

"I know" I sob a bit  as he pulls me intk his chest and cries too "if tony easnt gone id kill him all iver again."

This garners a chuckle from Steve.

"She's your last stop isnt she?"

I looked up i could only see the side if his cheek really but it was like i could see him go pale.

Not for the reasons yoy think. When insaw in the care facility, i mean yiu saw her every time she didnt remeber me and she eas so ha-

"I know happy and thrilled and saying shes worry you didnt get to live a full happy life."

It hurt me too it was so sad seeing her, I mean seing anyone like that would be saddening. 

"I just want to tell her im ok and that I survived so she doesnt have those regrets and that...."

I pulled back a little and I whipesmone side of tears from my face and he whipped the other putting his hand on my chin and guiding it making sure I can't move away as he knows how scared and fearful i must me and he looked in my eyes .

"That l, I found the love of my life and I am so happy."

I let out a small chuckle with some tears.

"You know that right? That i love you. I love ypu more than anything. And ill always come back to you. Like a bad oenny you cant losemor that cat that never stopped following yoy home,"

On cue Midnight jumoed into our laps with a meow and using her head to burrow under steves tee for warmth like she always did garnering a laugh from both of us. I pulled away a but as steve took iut of hisnshirt and talked to her 

"Youll take care off mommy right?" 

"Take care of me why woukd she need to-" I statted bawling

"Oh honey no no no i didnt mean it oh no " he put Mid night down and grabbed me chuck and tight, so tiggt i almost coukdnt breathe. "Wrong words blvery wrong words. I meant if something haooened. Lets face it i don't have greay track records when it comes to saving the world. The first time i dissapeared for decades and I don't want that to happen my last time but im afraid of tha-"

"Last time?"

"Yea," he rubbed my arms comfortly "my last time, the world doesn need me not as much as you do. And i want to give thst life yoy want because i want it too. I see the longing in your eyes when yoy see a young couoke and a baby and i have the same in mine that wishing hoping dreaming. During these five years people havent needed me and ive been wnlanting to give it uo for a while now justtrying to figure out the best way to do it and yiu know ive been slowly limiting my cap duties."

I know,

I know yiu do. So after this i want to give you that. That family a real family a couoke of mini us's." He interlocked our fingers wispering "I hope to God they look like you".

I chuckled. "Once I return the stones uts you and me babe every day forever no interruptions. Ill be in that bed every day yoy wake uo and every night you go to sleep. Ill hold yiu hair back wvery morning sickness and yoy can try and break a finger or two or try to lift molojiner when youre giving birth."

That made me laugh

"Ill hadle the night and change every littke poopy diaper and we'll hold them together wheh they get thier shots and bad dreams. Ill help you kiss thier boo boos and scare away boyfriends"

Got thiee whole lives planned out hu?

Yiu betcha dolls and when they get marriednand have little ones of thier own ill hug them and then beat uo their husbands for doing thst my little girls "

I cracked up.

"Hey I will unless its done by oamossis no one is touching my daughters."

"You are too much"

He kisses my fore head and puts hair behind my ears,

"Yea well. Only the best for my family and if best means that i have to beat up thier husbands to out then in thier place so be it"

He rubbed my wedding band and engagement ring as we calmed down for a moment of silence. 

You know I would never give you either of these if my heart bekonged to someone else, in another time or place. This wasnt because i was never, " he losed his eyes and sighhned then ooened them stuck here. I was here to find you. I felt more for you then I did her even at first look - i almost proposed."

I know  i rememeber yoy did not try and cover well for that *i laughed*

"I tried"

"Yea so badly' I laughed and  ran my fingers through his hair.

"I grew it out for you, ya know"

"I know. I cant wait to see how blonde it was from when it was in the early days of the avengers"

He chuckled. 

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the bridge of my noise 

"I love you," he wispered  and and kissed my upper cheek.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lower cheek

"I love you," he wispered ad kissed the other cheek 

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my other cheek bone.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my fore head.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed fhe right side of my upper neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lips.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the left side of my upper neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed the middle of my neck.

"I love you," he wispered and kissed my lips so very deep that i almost lost my brrath. And that was how that night went. Him showing his love he knew he didnt have to prove it but he did he heled me and kissed me anddid everything he wanted to so to make sure he felt like he knew i knew he loved me and more. That was how last night went too. The last night before this trip. A trio that i knew would be mear seconds for me for for him it could be years. 

Then he walked over to me, he had tears in his eyes. Hia other team mates offered to come to help only ateve, i bruce and hank pim knew that wasnt possible. 6 vials. He had 6 and that was all. I was praying of somethin did go grong that last jump hed be able to grab more particles and get back to me. I also knew about the contingency they set up the older face the extra shield, just in case. So many just in cases. It meant to be steves way of dissapearing so we could live aort of loke clint and tony away from the spotlight and danger. 

He hugged me again, wispering in my eqr Ill be back in seconds my love and i love you so much," i felt a tear fall from his face onto mine

"Itll be only minutes babe, 60 minutes the most and youll be back in my arms." I gave him reassurance

"I  hope it works out like that nur every monute ill be thinking about getting back to you,"

He hugged me tightly. "I love you. And those seconds that pass here i told bucky to not let go of your hand,"

I chuckled.

"I know you. You need a hand and he wont let go. But if you two kiss i will kill him"

I laughed what?

"I just wanted to see that smile before i go"

Get your ass back here and ill give yku something to smile about tonight.

Oh is that a threat 

"Oh no that promise," I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck and we looked into eachothers eyes and then he kissed me. 

"This ring isnt leaving this chain and this chain isnt leaving my body"

"I know" 

He took my hand as he walked up to the platform and I followed. He took his stance snd gave me one of the deepest longest kisses hes ever given me. 

"I love you dont forget im waiting right here no matter what you do to retrurn those im here loving you forever. "

"I know I promise ill come back no matrer what i love you too much." 

Steve gave me one last kiss on my lips and then a kiss behind me ear making me giggle 

"I needed to see and hear that one last time."

I felt bucky take my hand and lead me down the strairs steves and my eyes never leaving eachother's. He looked at me as he put the helmet on  and I squeezed Bucky's hand as Steve lifted his hand to presse rhe vutton and bucky squeezed mine as Steve dissapeared.

After 45 seconds my hand let go of Bucky's  but Bucky bevee ler go of mine.

(Varient timeline endings comming)

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Crossing

Steve finds the envelope shoved under the kickstand of his bike. It’s a normal, white envelope but it’s a bit lumpier than a normal envelope would be. Steve gently pulls it from where it’s under the kickstand and tears it open.

Inside he finds several pictures.

Of you.

You’d been his secret, for a while now, that only Bucky had known about. You lived two towns over, only a twenty minute ride if Steve went the speed limit, which he sometimes did.

He absolutely isn’t going the speed limit now, not as he races toward your job. The photos are shoved into the pocket on the side of his motorcycle.

His saddle bags as you tease him. If they’ve laid a hand on you he’s gonna rip the fuckers in half. He pulls up to the door of the bank you work at, driving his motorcycle up onto the sidewalk. He stalks inside, not removing the gun from the middle of his back despite the sign that asks him to do so. Hydra won’t, so neither will he.

He ignores the woman at the front who looks up to greet him, her smile freezing on her face when she sees the look on his. He growls your name then moves to where your desk is. Where you should be but aren’t.

“Becca. Where is she?” He asks Bucky’s sister and your favorite coworker.

“Bathroom? What’s wrong?”

“He throws the envelope on her desk and a couple of the photos fall out. The bright red x over your body still makes him a little sick to his stomach.

“Oh. Oh my god. I’ll go get her.”

“Quickly.” He snaps and she nods scurrying away. He gathers up the photos and shoves them back inside his jacket pocket. He can feel eyes on him, not surprising because he’s never come to your work. Why would he? He’d wanted to keep you safe and a secret. When your round the corner in front of Becca your worried gaze immediately snaps to his.

“Steve?” God you look so pretty, you’ve got a blue floral dress on with a pair of nude heels that make your legs look so long.

“Hi Sweetheart. Family emergency.” He says glancing down at Becca’s desk. He thought he’d gotten them all cleaned up before you’d gotten here, looks like he missed one. Your eyes follow his gaze and your mouth drops into a surprised little ‘o’

“Steve?” You breathe, the horror evident in your voice.

“It’s okay Sweetheart,” he says as you round the desk and wrap your arms around him. He holds you tightly to him, “we need to go.”

“Go?”

“I need to get you somewhere safe.” He says softly, before dropping a kiss to your head.

“I can’t just leave.” You whisper and Steve hums lowly.

“Sweetheart, you know that you don’t need this job. You know that I can provide for you. Why can’t you leave?”

“I- I just can’t.” You say lamely but Steve knows that you know he’s right. He can, quite easily, provide for you and you know this. But you’ve always balked, enjoying the freedom that your own job provides, enjoying the work you do with the coworkers you get along with so well.

“Sweetheart. They know about you. Hydra isn’t like The Irons or The Howlies. I gotta get you to the clubhouse. You’ll be safe there.”

“Not home?”

“No Sweetheart,” his grip tightens on you as a man comes stalking over.

“What’s going on here?”

“Oh,” you move slightly back from Steve, he’s reluctant to let you go but he does. “Mr. Quill, this is Steve.”

“Her husband.”

“Husband?” This Mr. Quill repeats, “She doesn’t wear a ring.”

“I have a dangerous job.” Steve says with a frown at the other man. “Besides, what’s it to you?” He feels you tense, when he looks down at you it suddenly clicks who this asshole is. “Sweetheart?”

“Yea.” You affirm his unanswered question.

“I’m taking my wife, we have a family emergency. I’m also taking Becca.”

“You don’t get to make that decision.”

“Actually, I do.” Steve growls moving his leather jacket just slightly over so that Quill sees the butt of his gun. You, thank god, don’t seem to notice the move but Quill does, and so does Becca who narrows her eyes at Steve.

“Fine. You’re both fired.” He snaps before storming away and you blink after him in shock.

“What the fuck Steve!” Becca cries, “I need this job!”

“No you don’t.” Steve growls, “Get your shit. We gotta go.” He says not letting go of your hand, you grab the couple of things off of your desk that are yours and Becca grabs them and your purse from you.

“I’ll take them. I’ll drive.” She offers, Steve nods wanting to keep you close until he can get you safe. You go outside with him and freeze when you hear a bike on it’s way toward you.

“Shit.” Steve swears softly, “Baby get in the car and get down.”

“That’s Bucky.” Becca says, “I know his bike anywhere.” Sure enough a few moments later Bucky comes rolling into the parking lot.

“Glad you’re already here. Thought I’d come lend a hand.” Bucky says and Steve nods, he swings one of his legs over his bike and then holds out a hand to help you on too. Once your arms are wrapped around his waist Steve pulls out of the parking lot, it’s only about a fifteen minute drive to the club house.

He goes faster than he should but with a hit out on you he doesn’t give a fuck. Hell, if the cops were to try and pull him over now he’d let them chase you all the way to the club house. When he pulls into the club house’s garage he closes the garage and once you’re both off the bike he pulls you to him again. He’ll never, ever, get over the feeling of your softer body against his, and how right it feels.

“You gonna tell me what that is about?” You ask him before his lips drop to yours.

“You’ve been threatened.” He tells you softly, “I needed to get you safe until I can figure out who is after you.”

“Sam knows who. He saw who put the envelope under your stand and followed them.” Bucky says stalking over and passing his phone to Steve.

“That fucker,” Steve sneers, “is a dead man.” John Walker has been a pain in his ass since day one. “Is Sam?”

“Yea.”

“Get him.”

“Yep.” Steve doesn’t even have to finish his thoughts with Bucky, as usual they’re on the same page.

“I’ll be there eventually.” He tells Bucky glancing down at where you’re buried in his side.

“Kay.” Becca goes inside and Bucky climbs back on his bike then roars off, the garage door closing behind him.

“Sweetheart. You okay?”

“What the fuck is going on Steve? You know who it is?”

“Yea, John Walker. That new guy that was irritating the fuck outta you at the last family gathering.”

“Why would he-?”

“Don’t worry.” Steve says cutting you off, “He’s a dead man walking.” You look up at him, worry in your eyes and Steve sighs softly. “I’ll be safe Baby.”

“You better be, or I’ll kill you myself.” You warn him and he gives you a soft smile before kissing you again.

“Stay in the house with Becca. She’s got her conceal and carry if she needs to use it she will.” He’s still not thrilled that you won’t let him get you a gun but he’s not gonna fight it right now.

“Come home to me.” You whisper clinging to the lapels of his coat, “come back safe.”

“Always Sweetheart.” He tells you kissing you one last time before opening the garage, straddling his bike and heading out. He glances over his shoulder at the garage and sees it closing as he rides down the street.

He beats Walker within an inch of his life. Then he kills him and leaves the body for Bucky and Sam to take care of. He wants to get home to you but he’s got one more thing to take care of before he does.

He waits. He’s going to be here when that fucking bastard comes home and he’s going to make him pay, maybe not with his life it’ll depend on how pissed off Steve gets. The car pulls into the driveway, Steve slips into the garage without being seen and when Peter Quill gets out of his car Steve moves slamming the smaller man up against the wall.

“You thought I wouldn’t find out huh?” He growls and Quill has the decency to pale under Steve’s furious glare. “Thought you could threaten my wife and then act like you didn’t know who her protector is?”

“I-I don’t-” he whimpers and Steve growls,

“Lie to me again. I fucking dare you.” Quill doesn’t say anything. “Run. And don’t come back or I’ll kill you.” When Quill doesn’t move Steve asks, “Do you doubt me?”

“No.”

“Then fucking go. You threatened my life, Walker doesn’t get a second chance. Do not mistake this for weakness or mercy. It’s a threat, come back and die.” Quill practically sprints into the house and Steve stalks back to his bike.

“Tony. If he’s not gone in two hours, kill him.”

“Yup.” Tony agrees sounding bored but his eyes are locked on the house. Steve makes his way back to the clubhouse and to you.

You’re in his arms before he’s even got the door closed.

“Bucky was back three hours ago! Where have you been?”

“Taking care of a loose end Baby. It’s all good. It’s over.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yea, positive.” He murmurs then presses a kiss to your lips, “I got you Baby.”

“I know.” You murmur before kissing him and Steve knows, without a doubt, that he’d do whatever it takes to keep you safe.

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Blood Lust Chapter 8

Quick A/N: The way he gets captured is not entirely like in the movies or comics 

*(This is a flashback to when he was captured) *

Bucky's POV The metal arm was never there. It was never fully a part of me until that fateful day, the mission that would start everything. That fateful fall.

It was like any other mission, you go in and save the hostages. 

Steve and I were tracking down an anonymous group kidnapping humans and doing the unthinkable. It was our job to go in and get them out, without creating a scene. A quick, get in and get out type of deal. Easy.

Easy is a word I wish it was. 

"Cmon Buck, it won't be so bad," Steve said standing beside the zipline that went across the icy river, all we had to do was wait until the moving train was in our view and use the zipline to get on top of the train. 

"Yeah, like the time I threw up on that roller coaster? You said the same thing." He put his hand on my shoulder, "Well, this time I actually mean it. No puking and no twists and turns." I give him a look that says "yeah right." and he punches my shoulder. 

"Hey boys, I hate to break up the chit-chat." Peggy's voice broke in our conversation from the earpiece we had in our ears, "The train is turning the corner and should be there any minute."

"How many humans are we talking about?" I say back to Peggy and she replies with "Two."

I look at Steve and give him a look that says "Should be easy." Seconds later we could hear the train coming, the tracks were getting louder and louder.

I was the first to go down the zipline, Steve following close behind. We slowly made our way to the hatch, opening it slowly to see two pairs of eyes look at us, both little kids.

"Hey... everything will be okay. We are here to help. Take my hand." The little boy looked back at the little girl and then slowly extended his hand and grasped mine. Allowing me to pick him up and allowing Steve to call Peggy in to extract them out of here. 

The little girl took a little longer than expected. But, she finally grasped my hand and allowed me to pick her up. I lifted her small body on the roof, held her close, and shut the hatch. Just to hear another one open and shots fire. 

"Steve hold them. I can take him." I moved the little girl behind me and started shooting back at the guy. 

The guy was bigger than the normal foe we fought, I got close to him and that is when everything went downhill. It appeared to be that the man I was fighting was not human at all, but not a vampire. No matter the hits that landed on him, he fought back with ease. The Train was slick and we both fell and started sliding off, I grabbed a hold of the rail while he held onto my legs.

"Buck!" Steve looked over the edge and extended his arm. Both of the kids behind him. I reached for his hand, not noticing that the train was falling apart on the rail. The man holding onto my legs seem to notice and used it to his advantage, kicking the train and pulling me down with him. The only thing I could do was watch as Steve's face was getting farther and farther away. Then, everything went cold. 

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Pain.

Pain is all I experienced during my time being captured, I couldn't feel anything else. But, Pain, disappointment, and despair. 

I couldn't control anything... I killed so many innocent people because of them. I could still here the screams of the people I hurt, I could feel them fighting me, trying to get away. I wish I died on that fall. I wish they killed me. 

They controlled me in a way that I can't explain and called me by the name that now haunts me. 

The Winter Soldier

The day I escaped was full of blood and screams. I forgot how many people I killed that day to earn my freedom. Just to arrive at my home and everyone believes I am a ghost story. Most of my friends were gone Dot was gone, luckily my family and Steve and Peggy were still there.

It took my family about two years to fully trust me, the stories were far too great. The number of victims he killed was too great. 

Since that day, and all of those years. I promised myself I would never harm any person and I would hunt down every single person in that group that took me. Made me do all of those horrible things, and live through hell. 

I will make them fucking pay. No matter how long it takes. No one will get hurt by them again. 

Whatever it takes. 

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The Times I knew.

Steve Rogers x Black!Reader

He tried to hide it. He didn’t wanna seem easy. Or weak. But he couldn’t hide the affection he felt.

Your smile, hair, touch, your face, you in general made him feel something he remembered his mother spoken about when he was little.

She always told him one he would find a woman who would make his heart beat fast every time your eye meets with each. A woman who could make him turn all shade of red even one not known. A woman who makes him feel like a different part of himself. A woman he know he wants to spend his life with.

He knew you was that woman his mother spoke about.

The time you came and comfort him after having a hard day and the look you gave in his eye. He felt something unlock. Your eyes alone unlocked the lock to heart.

The time you were invited to help by him to help him bake his famous apple pie, and you guys ended up with him behind you and you in front looking into each eye while your hands slowly touch while you both knead the pie dough in the bowl. You looked around his face while he stayed frozen you couldn’t help but just quickly kiss his cheek while laughing before going back to kneading. In the corner of your eyes you could see his extremely red face.

The one time on Christmas Eve when he had start to remember his old life in the 40s thunking about his family and old habits he used to take interest in.

You had seen him moping around upset. When it was time for present opening Steve could see you were excited for your present for him. He knew it was something huge from the box size and you locking off the old storage room for two weeks. After opening the gift and showing him his new art room. He could just look and stare at you with love and admiration. He knew you listen and cares he knew you knew the real him.

All these times past just for him to know he wanted you to be his forever.

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[lettyfanfics]

Aulas particulares

Imagine: Imagina que tu e o Steve são amigos há algum tempo e tu tentas ensinar-lhe um jogo do séc.21. 

Avisos: Nudez, Sexo. 

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- Podes explicar-me isto outra vez? Como é que não é difícil?!- Steve comenta exasperado tentando perceber como funcionam as regras do jogo que estou a tentar ensinar-lhe. 

- Tu vês isto como uma coisa de sete cabeças. - Eu respondo divertida com a situação. 

- Não podes voltar a ensinar-me?! Eu quero mesmo jogar. - Ele diz fazendo beicinho. 

- Ah, está bem. - Eu dirijo-me até ao tabuleiro ficando de joelhos em frente à mesa em que o jogo se encontra e olho para o Steve, que se encontra sentado no sofá ao meu lado, sem me aperceber do que fui dizendo em seguida. - Tu és adoravelmente inocente neste tipo de coisas e é por isso que eu te amo tanto. 

Sem ainda ter percebido o meu erro começo a explicar como o jogo funciona sendo interrompida por um Steve chocado. Ao ver a sua expressão a realização do que havia confessado inconscientemente, finalmente assenta na minha mente obtendo a confirmação com a sua próxima pergunta. 

- (T/N), é verdade? - A sua pergunta instala o pânico em mim. 

- O quê?! O jogo? Sim. - Digo atrapalhada. 

- Tu sabes muito bem a que me refiro. 

- Uh…- Eu suspiro ganhando coragem e avanço na sua direção agarrando-o pelo clarinho e puxando-o para um beijo apaixonante, servindo-me do velho ditado “Ações valem mais que palavras”. 

Após alguns segundos ele finalmente corresponde ao meu beijo passando as suas mãos para a minha cintura e puxando-me contra ele, colando os nossos corpos. Eu correspondo imediatamente passando os braços pelo seu pescoço, fazendo-o sorrir contra os meus lábios. 

O Steve separa-se para pouco tempo depois, começar a beijar o meu pescoço mostrando-me o caminho que isto iria tomar fazendo-me corar. 

- Steve, a-alguém p-pode entrar. - Isto parece deixá-lo a pensar. 

Ele levanta-me em estilo noiva indo até ao seu quarto e jogando-me delicadamente para a cama. O Steve põe-se sobre mim beijando-me novamente o pescoço deixando algumas marcas que seriam bem visíveis para todos os Avengers, mas ele desperta tantas sensações que não consigo me importar com nada disso neste preciso momento. 

O Steve acaricia um pouco os meus seios enquanto, por entre beijos, eu o ajudo-o a livrar-se das roupas que se encontram a mais no corpo de ambos. Ele posiciona-se na minha entrada e olha-me nos olhos antes de avançar um só gesto. 

- Tens a certeza disto? - Ele pergunta notando evidentemente o nervosismo nos meus olhos. 

- S-sim, só u-um pouco n-nervosa. - Respondo sinceramente recebendo um sorriso seu. 

- Não te preocupes, vai correr tudo bem. - Ele retruca. 

O Steve beija-me apaixonadamente, distraindo-me, enquanto penetra-me delicadamente e espera, uma vez totalmente dentro de mim, para que me habitue à sensação até deixar de sentir desconforto. Passado alguns minutos a dor acaba desaparecendo dando lugar a um sentimento de ficar completa. 

- S-steve…- Eu gemo ganhando a sua atenção e mexendo as ancas fazendo-o entender que podia se mover. 

Ele capta a mensagem e começa a mexer-se começando com um ritmo lento e amoroso temendo me magoar. Com o passar do tempo ele aumenta a sua velocidade gemendo nos meus ouvidos e fazendo-me gemer igualmente até que uma ideia parece atravessar-lhe a mente. 

O Steve volta a reduzir as suas investidas optando por um ritmo cuidadoso tratando-me de forma delicada como uma frágil boneca de porcelana que podia partir a qualquer momento. 

- (T/N)…- Ele tenta dizer algo, mas cala-se. 

- Steve…- Respondo ofegante. - Não há problema, eu sei que nunca me irias magoar de propósito. Para além disso se algo me deixar desconfortável eu aviso-te. 

Finalmente ele sorri beijando-me e aumenta o seu ritmo acertando em todos os pontos certos dentro de mim. Cada movimento de ancas faz-me ver estrelas, contorcendo-me debaixo dele fazendo-o grunhir de prazer. 

O Steve e eu estamos a ficar cada vez mais sensíveis e à medida que continuamos a temperatura à nossa volta vai subindo. Ele aumenta ainda mais a velocidade das estocadas deixando-nos numa confusão de gemidos e não tarda muito para que ambos obtenhamos as nossas libertações. 

Após as últimas ondas de prazer terem acabado, ele sai de mim deitando-se ao meu lado na sua cama. Ficamos envolvidos no silêncio, recuperando da nossa recente atividade até que o Steve quebra o silêncio. 

- Eu amo-te (T/N), amo-te muito. - Choque percorre o meu corpo por um momento. 

- Eu também te amo Steve, sempre amei. - Ele sorri beijando-me docemente antes de nos aninharmos e adormecermos. 

Umas horas depois Steve e eu acabamos o nosso jogo e uma voz familiar faz-se presente pelos intercomunicadores… É o Tony. 

- Devo dizer (T/N) que dás uma ótima professora. O teu método de ensino é muito interessante. - Ele fala fazendo-me corar.  

O Steve sai disparado ameaçando matar o Tony fazendo-me rir, após superar a vergonha.  

[alwayskeepfightinglilwinchesters]

Marvel One-Shot

How Tony, Steve, and Bruce welcome you into the Avengers. Tony: "What the hell? Who invited this kid?" He looks you up and down in your spandex blue and gold outfit.

"I'm not a kid, I-"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, kid." Tony rolls his eyes and blasts an alien in the face that was leaping towards him. "Fight now, talk later." He blasts another alien and hovers off of the ground, about to take off when he looks down at you and says "You can fight, can't you?"

You answer his question by slamming your fists into the ground to summon a sinkhole that a swarm of aliens that were crawling your way immediately fall into. As you stand back up, it closes on its own, beheading the last alien to fall through.

Tony stares at where the hole was for a couple of seconds before saying "Well okay then. I'll have Parker remind me to knight you as an Avenger after this is over. Congrats, kid." Without saying another word he flies away, leaving you smiling in his wake.

Steve: You watch in horror as a metal robot comes crawling towards you, but before you work up the courage to fight back, a metal shield painted red, white, and blue comes flying at it and chops it in half. "You've got to clear out of here!" The man you quickly recognize as Captain America yells, ripping his shield out of the robot's remains. You nod and start to get up and run away, but something in you stops you dead in your tracks.

That same part of you is tired of running. You did it after you were experimented on with your childhood best friends, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. You're not even sure how it happened, just that you wanted with every fiber of your being to escape, and the next thing you knew, you were in the middle of the woods outside Strucker's facility.

Now, you're mostly in control about when and where you teleport to, but this time you don't want to teleport away. Clearing your throat, you yell out to stop Cap from running away from you by saying "I want to help!"

He turns around and looks you up and down. "Can you fight?"

"No." You look down at your feet. "Not really... but I can do this." Closing your eyes, you will yourself to teleport 2 feet to the left. When you open them, you see him nod respectfully.

"Get as many people to safety as you can and then get yourself off this deathtrap." He looks around. "If you stick around and I make it through this, we'll see about teaching you how to fight." You're the one to nod respectfully this time, and you let him go after another robot while you're left to search through the ruins for survivors. For the first time in your life, you're not running from danger and you think to yourself how you really hope Cap lives through this, so he can follow through with his promise.

Bruce: A large green beast comes barreling down the decimated New York street that you once knew as Fifth Avenue, and you watch him from behind a dumpster in an alleyway. Suddenly, you hear blood curdling screams and peek around the corner to see the beast about to smash a car full of a family that's trapped inside. Realizing that this isn't the time to pretend to be normal, you step out from behind the dumpster and yell out "HEY!"

The beast's attention is drawn to you and you will yourself to transform into an identical version of it. You're not only able to look like the monster, but you feel its inner rage as well. Part of you wants to start smashing everything around you just like it's doing, but the other part that you've learned to hold onto every time you transform reminds you that you're doing this to get him under control.

With a loud roar, you draw him away from the family's car and see the father bust a window open for them to scramble out of and run to a nearby Starbucks dozens of people are cowering in for safety. He gets a couple of good punches in and knocks you on your back.

"Banner!" You hear a flying red speck yell as it flies overhead. "Uh, why are there two of you?" Iron Man says. "Forget it, we need all the help we could get over here. Stop terrorizing innocent people and get your ass in this fight."

The green beast you now know is called Banner, at least when he doesn't look like this, stares at you and lets out a low growl. After a couple of seconds of staring at each other, he stands out of his defensive stance and growls out the word "...Smash?". When you smile and nod, he nods back and the two of you begin your epic battle together with the rest of the team you guess you're now a part of.

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"Steve what are you waiting for take it out."

"Well its not that-"

"Don't you dare say not  that easy. Its not complicated this comes out of this. Man can coordinate against alien attacks but can't  even-"

"I never trained for this shit."

"Please like none of the girls on the USO tour ever-"

"No they didn't."

"No one here-"

"No!"

"Oh my god. Ok Mr. kinky boots fine whatever  just pull or push whatever angle you want just hurry up will you It's  starting to really hurt."

"And whose fault is that?"

"Oh you are so not giving me a lecture right now."

"I'm just saying if you-"

"No. don't. I can still kick you and I have heels it will hurt."

"Just bend your leg."

"I'm bending my leg-it's all the way up to my freaking head. And IT REALLY HURTS."

"This isn't working-I'm serious i think-"

"You can't be serious."

"I just said I was."

"Steve it really hurts."

"Well why are you whining at me. It's not my idea."

"No but, naybe if you move back a little it'll come out easier."

"No. I didn't think it would- butter?"

"I am not using butter that's gross!"

"Vaseline? It might give us some wiggle room. You're too-"

"Don't say it!"

"Fine my fingers  are too big to wedge in there and pull the damn thing out. The space isnt big enough"

I'm on a couch Steve is in front of me and I noticed something in the window reflection as Steve's couch flaces the window. I crane my neck to the side.Pratically all of Steve's team mates and my boss are standing in the door way. Mouth gaping open even Nat's great. An audience.

"Look its not my fault. "

"Not your fault? Ok I'm calling it. That's too big for that I tried to tell you." Being very animated with his hands

"Oh I'm a that now? Steve what do you want? An appolgy you smiled and said sure when I asked and you only asked if I thought it would fit. I did. I still do. Maybe its just an angle thing."

"An angle thing ok im not an expert but isn't there only one angle for this?"

"Well i don't know."

"Its not an angle thing" Sam blurts out. 

"you heard the vasaline comment didn't you? God."

"You might want to go down to medical I'mm sure they could help" Sam  added.

"We could have a doctor come up here. Considering they're stuck together," Nat commented

"I think that's a bit over kill. Plus they'd probably use scissors or worse. I couldnt bear it that'd hurt too much"

"You what about me"

"Oh yea your  ego boohoo  I'm probably not going to able to walk right for a week Do none of you have any suggestions if you're just going to stand there then leave. Steve This isn't rocket science-youre the one that got it in there in the first place, Get. It. Out!"

Silence silence silence

Silence silence silence

More silence

"Steve can you at least let go of my foot so I can rest it on the couch. You'd think they'd never heard of a foot stuck in a (designer) shoe before."

[leizyzet]

Fan work. Capitan America.

The work was created by me and the neural network.

[leizy-zet]

My fan work. Captain America