#tony stark x wick!reader

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CHAPTER ONE

Hardest Part of Ending is Starting Again

an avengers x john wick crossover fanfic

SERIES MASTERLIST

PAIRINGS: avengers x teen!reader (platonic) , tony stark x niece!reader , john wick x daughter!reader , peter parker x female!reader

SUMMARY: Five years after your father’s death, you don’t know how to cope up with the loss, resulting in you joining the life that he had lived before. As you navigate your new found life, old enemies of your father had resurfaced and decided to come after you, knowing that your father is no longer alive, nothing will be able to stop them.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: hello! this is my first time writing a fic/imagine. i just had a random idea of reader being john wick’s daughter, and i’m currently hooked in the john wick franchise, so i’m giving this a shot. i’m not sure yet of the romance pairing, but if ever this turns out okay, maybe i’ll add a pairing in the future. though i’m leaning towards it being peter parker x reader. this will be an avengers crossover with john wick. my apologies if there will be typos.

REMINDER: this is purely fiction, i had made fictional connections so that my fic would make sense. i don’t own the characters in my story. please do not repost or copy my work in any way.

WORD COUNT: 6,200

WARNINGS: mention of death, blood, knives, and violence.

DIVIDER BY: @delishlydelightfuldividers

FIVE YEARS.

It has been five whole years since your father died. You still clearly remembered receiving a call from one of his closest friends that your father passed away during work, finally succumbing to his injuries. It took you a long time before finally deciding to visit his grave, and there you were standing infront of the tombstone, with an epitaph. He was there, buried right next to your mother.

Loving Husband and Father.

You felt bitter. You let the anger and rage build up inside of you. You don’t know how to let out all of the emotions that you had bottling up. At this point, you are a ticking time bomb, little things can set you off. With the death of your parents and no other relatives, not that you know of, that you can turn to—basically making you an orphan, you never know how you’ll cope up in the harsh realities of this world. So you had resorted to the one thing that your father had promised you not to get involved with, and that is involving yourself in the criminal underworld. Thinking that why not continue your father’s legacy, what could be so wrong about it? It’s not like he’s still alive to berate you for it. You needed an outlet, and this is the closest thing that you can think of.

From there, just like your father, you climbed your way to the top, making you one hell of a legendary figure that was once your father, established yourself in the criminal underworld at a young age. You are a literal carbon copy of your father, how you maneuver and mimic all of his moves. However, no one knew you connections with your father, Jonathan Wick. Your father did all of his best for you to be kept hidden, though a few people know of your existence, yes. But only those people who your father trusted the most.

You don’t go by the name (Y/N) Wick, but (Y/N) Jovanovich—your father’s legal last name. The moment everyone finds out that you’re Jonathan Wick’s daughter, you are done for. Everyone will be coming for your head, using you against your father, and knowing him, you are his weakness. He can’t afford to lose you, just like how he lost your mother. He had decided to teach you basic self defense skills as well, and little by little, you are slowly becoming exposed to his true nature of work and in no time, teaching you everything as well—leading you now to the life you are currently living in.

You had decided to take a break from accepting contracts. After accepting contracts after contracts, you had felt a little burnt out and need to catch your breath, take a breather. You shouldn’t be doing this kind of job, a kid killing other people for a living, being tied to the to the criminal underworld. You should be attending high school right now and learning stuff, you have all the resources—monetary resources, because your father didn’t leave you empty handed when he died. He had solidifed everything to your name, knowing his line of work, he was bound to be gone soon, so he had wasted no time in fixing everything.

That is until one day, you had appeared under SHIELD’s radar. You couldn’t hide everything from them, so they knew everything about you. How you are a daughter of a legendary and elite assassin of the criminal underworld, and surprisingly connected to the one and only Anthony Edward Stark. Turns out you’re not alone in this world after all. Your mother, Helen, was Tony’s closest cousin—until Helen and him had lost contact. Tony was so persistent for you to live with him back at the Avengers compound, but you had refused. You had decided to live on your own, in your family’s house where you had grown up and had focused on rebuilding to keep the memories alive after Santino D’Antonio had blown it up to pieces. But you promised that you’ll visit and hangout with everyone at the compound from time to time.

You had never really showed any interest in joining the avengers, despite how qualified you are. It’s kind of a hypocritical idea for you, you kill people for a living while your uncle’s team saves the world. So that does not really sit well with you, also the publicity that the avengers are getting, it’s bad for you. You prefer a quiet life, a life in the shadows, and that’s a big part of your job. But hey, on the bright side, if they need help, you are always open in helping them in silence and secrecy.

Overall, the avengers were all really nice people when Tony had introduced you to them. They had welcomed you with an open arms, and they were excited to meet someone like you. They still can’t believe that at a young age, you are an elite assassin, a literal force to be reckoned with. Of course they understand your stand on joining them, so they didn’t push it any further, in which you are very grateful about.

“Hey, any family of Tony’s is already a family of ours. Welcome to the family!” Says the star-spangled man when he had met you.

It was a very tiring day, you had just gone back home from hanging out and helping the avengers out in stuff that they needed to do back at the compound. Unlocking your front door, you had been greeted by a dog. It was your dad’s dog, a pit-bull. Your father had never bothered on naming him, but you had taken it upon yourself in naming him ‘Koda’, from your favorite movie when growing up, Brother Bear. Koda had a bit of a time to adjust to his new name, but he came around.

“Hey, Koda! How are you boy? Sorry I had to leave you all alone…again. You know uncle Tony’s policy, no animals in the compound,” You bent down and pat his head, “But sooner or later I’ll have to raise that policy to him, maybe make an exception for you. I don’t want to leave you in this big house all alone whenever I’m out for work.” You sighed.

Koda had been kind of your emotional support dog in some way when your parents passed away, and he makes you really happy, gives you so much joy. You made your way to the kitchen to refill his dog bowl and let him run off in the backyard after finishing his meal to do his thing, while you went upstairs and change into one of your oversized shirt and pajamas.

It was a quiet night. A bit of eerie quiet, but that is how it is every night and you live alone, the neighborhood was peaceful and quiet in general, so kudos to your parents for picking out a good environment to live in. But somehow, there’s this feeling of discomfort in your chest, your chest felt heavy and you don’t know why. You decided to ignore the feeling and went back out to check on Koda. You had opened the sliding door that leads to the backyard for Koda to come in, closed and locked it afterwards. Since you are not sleepy yet, you had decided to have a movie night, preparing some popcorn in the kitchen and grabbing a can of soda.

Turning all of the lights off, the only source of light in the house is the television. You had relaxed yourself on the couch, and Koda had positioned himself beside you. Half way into the movie, you heard a few rustling of bushes outside and paid no attention to it, but you are on high alert. Until it all happened in a blink of an eye. Your body had been thrown off across the room so hard, you had a hard time focusing your vision, you saw that everything around you is slowly being destroyed due to the huge fire consuming it. Koda had rushed to your aid, whining. You had let out a chuckle, knowing that the same thing had happened to your dad. The only difference is that there is no marker binding you.

“Really?! Fucking hell, I just rebuilt this house and some moron decided to mess with the wrong person.” You’re seething with anger, trying to stand up and hissing from the pain.

You slowly and carefully make your way out of the burning house, with Koda guiding you, and stood still in the backyard, slowly watching how the house be destroyed by the fire all over again, with Koda right beside you. You just stayed there, waiting until the help arrived.

“You good, kiddo? What happened?” The police woman, Eliza, asked.

“Gas leak.” Your gaze had remained on the pavement, not bothering looking at her.

“Uh huh.”

“I forgot to check everything before I went to bed.”

“Alright. You got any relatives near the area that you can stay with for the meantime?”

“Yeah.” You stood up, “Have a good evening, officer Eliza.” You began walking away with Koda by your side. Eliza sighed and just stood there, watching you walk away.

It’s was a long walk to the continental, but you have no choice. You had sustained a few minor injury and minor forehead wounds with blood still visible and fresh your shirt. By the time you had reached the continental, the sun was starting to rise.

“Is the manager in?” You asked the concierge.

“Ms. Jovanovich, welcome. Yes, the manager is always in.”

“I would like to talk to the manager. Thank you.”

“Would you like me to announce your presence?”

“Yes please.” You nodded and commanded Koda to stay with the concierge, and made your way to the lounge.

You had arrived in the lounge and saw Winston, the manager of New York’s continental. He motioned you to sit down on the seat infront of him.

“(Y/N), what brings you here? I thought you’re on break.” He chuckled lightly at you, he can see the resemblance of you and your father.

“Yeah, until some moron decided to blow up my house.” You seethed in anger, “Do you know something about this?”

“Not that I know of.” He leaned back on his seat, “Though I heard that some people had finally catch on to you, and discovered your true identity. But you didn’t hear it from me.” You held his gaze, never faltering. He wrote something on the paper, tore it and slowly slide it towards you and took it.

Tarasov.

“You are free to do anything. Since you are not bound by any marker or have accepted a contract, if you want to track the people behind it, be my guest. The continental’s door is always open to you, but always remember, no activities of any kind here in the continental.” You stood up, thanked and bid him goodbye.

You left the continental and began walking to the avengers compound, to seek refuge for the meantime. But you can’t stay there for long, it’s a matter of time before Tarasov catch a whiff of you again, you don’t want the avengers to be involved in this possible personal dispute. They might be the world’s mightiest hero and can defend themselves against Tarasov’s man, but this is your mess to fix. No matter what, you can’t let the avengers be involved.

One of the most important thing that you need to do is you need to get your shit together, you’re angry, of course. But you don’t want to act impulsively without carefully planning everything. The Tarasov mob are once your father’s associates, that is until he had decided to retire so that he can spend the rest of his life with your mother. Viggo Tarasov, the head of the Tarasov mob, gave your father an impossible task to earn his freedom. Life went well with your dad, despite the death of your mother, until his knucklehead of a son, Iosef Tarasov, had decided to mess with your father. But eventually, that said knucklehead had gotten what he deserved, along with his father, Viggo.

Now, the Tarasov mob is being led by Abram Tarasov, Viggo’s brother. He had took on the reigns and steered it back to its original course. Clenching your fist at the sudden realization, you had realized that your father had a close encounter with Abram when he retrieved his car from him, instead of killing him, he had decided to spare his life. Knowing that if Abram messes with your father again, he won’t hesitate to fire a bullet into his head. Now that your father is gone, he’s coming after you. A revenge for what your father did to his brother, Viggo and his nephew, Iosef. He had already learnt of your father’s death and it’s only a matter of time as well before he puts up an open contract, targeting you.

“Abram, that fucking son of a bitch.”

By the time you had arrived at the avengers compound, the sun was already at its peak. The security of the compound had immediately recognized you and let you in. Everyone was already awake and doing their tasks for the day, they haven’t been called for a mission so some of them are present. You had started limping toward the common area and FRIDAY announcing your presence.

“Ms. Jovanovich has arrived.”

Natasha looked up with a smile when friday had announced your arrival, but the smile from her face instantly faltered as soon as she saw your condition.

“Kid, the hell happened to you?!” Sam and Rhodey rushed to help you and sat you gently down on the couch.

You leaned back and rest yourself on the couch, closing your eyes for a bit. Steve, Bucky, Vision, and Clint staring at you as well with full concern visible on their faces. Wanda rushed to the kitchen to get you some frozen peas to numb the pain the you felt on your shoulders, handing it to you quickly and thanking her.

“Fri, please tell Tony and Bruce that (Y/N) is here and is in need of medical attention, ASAP.” Steve commanded Friday.

“Yes Sir.”

“Bruce and Tony are currently in the lab right now, but don’t worry, (Y/N) they’re coming soon.” Steve softly assured you.

“Do you want to tell us what happened, doll?” Bucky asked you softly.

“Some moron decided to have a playtime with a grenade launcher and blow up my house in the middle of the night.” Anger radiating off of you, and had straightened yourself on the couch.

You also sensed the anger from the team when you mentioned the reason why you’re in a bad condition right now. Tony and Bruce came rushing in on the common area, heading straight towards you.

“(Y/N)! Are you okay?! What the fuck happened to you?!” Tony asked in full panic and anger.

“Some people had blown up her house in the middle of the night.” Wanda said.

“You need to be brought to the med bay, (Y/N). We need to check on your injuries.” Bruce calmly said and nodded at him.

“Tell me the name and I’ll destroy that fucker.” Tony seethed.

“No.” You firmly said, “No one will do anything. I will handle this myself, this is mine alone to fix.”

“Kid are you crazy?” Sam said, “In your condition, you won’t be able to that last long.” You grinned at Sam.

“Thanks for the concern, Sam. But you haven’t seen me fight, have you? I have fought everyone even in my worst condition but I still made it out in one piece. I’ve been doing this since I was a kid.”

“Hate to break it to you guys, but the kid’s right. She’s a natural,” Natasha backed you up, “But I agree with Wilson, you are in no state to fight. At least until you have fully recovered.”

“This is just some minor injuries and gashes, it’s no big deal.”

“Okay, kid. You’re a persistent one, aren’t you,” Tony sighed, “If you want to finish your business, you have to recover first. You are in the compound, so follow the rules. Also, why the hell would someone randomly blow up your house in the middle of the fucking night?” He said as he sat right next to you.

“Well, if you have a father that has a job of being an assassin and legendary figure in the criminal underworld, everyone is bound to come for your head.” You chuckled lightly.

They know informations about you, given what the profile that SHIELD has of you. But there had been information in the file that had been omitted, information that shouldn’t be put in the file for your safety, if ever the file had landed in the wrong hands. So they don’t know everything about you besides what the file from SHIELD says. Even Tony, despite him being your uncle, there are stuff that he doesn’t fully know about you.

Everyone was just looking at you. You sighed and had decided that it’s time for them to know the truth. They are your family now, at least they deserve to know the truth about you.

“My father is Jarnadi Jovanovich. He’s an assassin in the criminal underworld. People professionally know him as Jonathan Wick or John Wick.” The team was listening intently at you, “They call him The Devil, The Ghost, Lo Spettro, Death’s Very Emissary, but he’s well known as Baba Yaga.”

“Baba Yaga? What’s that?” Rhodey asked. Before you can answer Rhodey, Natasha had beaten you off to it.

“It’s Boogeyman in Russian.” You nodded as a thank you at her.

“My father earned the nickname Baba Yaga because of his unparalleled hyper-lethality. His reputation throughout his career, his peerless efficiency and reliability had earned him considerable respect, and at same time, fear within the criminal underworld.”

“Well damn.” Sam said.

“My father has this persistence to go after those people who earned his anger, making him a legendary figure that is known to the leaders of all criminal organizations as someone never to cross or mess with.”

“Years before he died, he was an associate, the head executor of the leader of the Tarasov mob, Viggo Tarasov. My dad wanted to retire, so he did. But Viggo gave my dad an impossible task, which is to kill all of Viggo’s enemies in one night. Dad really wanted to live a life of peace, away from it all. He wanted to live, marry, and grow old with my mom, Helen Stark—uncle Tony’s closest cousin.”

“What happened then?” Sam asked.

“What do you think happened?” You chuckled, “I’m here right infront of you. He had succeeded the task and Viggo granted his freedom. Then yadda yadda, got married, dozed off into the sunset and eventually, they had me. When my mom passed away, dad had kept me hidden. Off the radar from anyone else that is connected to the underworld, aside from those people who he really trusts. Trust me, you wouldn’t want someone like my dad coming after you if you had betrayed him.”

“I can imagine.” Wanda chimed in.

“No one really knows that he has a daughter, up until now because he hid and protected me so well from those people that wanted to come after him. That’s why I never really use ‘Wick’ as my last name, knowing that if I use them, it will cause too much noise and unwanted problems for me. So I had decided to use Jovanovich as my last name, which is my dad’s legal last name. It helps me keep off unwanted attention at bay, and assassins and mob families coming for my head just because I’m Jonathan Wick’s daughter.”

“I have been living peacefully, as you all know. Despite the job that I do which is unusual for a teenager to be involved in, but not that I care, it’s fun—until last night, when someone had decided to blow up my house,” You growled, “I had just rebuilt that house, but the motherfucker had decided to mess with a grenade launcher and blow up my house.”

“Don’t tell us that someone had learned your true identity and had decided to come for you.” Steve said, concern evident in his face and ignoring the colorful language that you let out.

“Bingo, cap! You got that one right.”

“But who would even do that? You had made your private information completely hidden. I just don’t get it.” Bruce said.

“Years ago, before my dad passed away, at that time he was already retired. Mom just passed away, so he was on the grieving stage, some nutjob infiltrated our house and managed to beat up my dad, left him unconscious, killed our dog, daisy, which is a parting gift from my mom, and stole his car. Which also held very important memories for us. Turns out, the one who did it was Iosef Tarasov, Viggo’s useless and stupid son. Viggo respects and had always feared my dad, but his useless and stupid son had decided to poke the devil in the back.”

“When Viggo found out what his son did, he was angry. Viggo valued and respected my dad, he knew very well that my dad won’t let this go easily. His stupid son had killed our dog, daisy and stole his car, Iosef won’t be getting out alive after it. In the end, dad had managed to kill Iosef and Viggo as well. Now it brings us back as to why my house was blown up.”

“Before I went here, I had visited the Continental. Continental is a hotel for us assassins and other people that has ties with the underworld, it serves as our neutral ground. It is our sanctuary, where we can be safe, in where rule number one is that you can’t do underworld business, like killing, inside the contenental. Rule number 2, is to honor the marker. But story of marker will be on another day.”

“Okay, let me get this straight. This vendetta against your dad, and eventually you had started just because of a dog and a car?” Clint raised his eyebrows.

“Well, if you’ll look at it, that’s kind of what it is.” You shrugged.

“I mean that’s understandable, we have and dog and anyone who killed my dog, I’ll come after them.” Clint said. You nod in agreement.

“Is there a peaceful way to settle this?” Steve suggested, you just laughed a little bit in a maniac way.

“Cap, when you work in this kind of field, settling this is never peaceful. There will always be a loss of life that will be involved. Viggo tried settling this peacefully with my dad, but what happened? That man ended up dead, along with his son. That will teach you to never mess with other people’s stuff.”

“So what do you want to do now, doll?” Bucky asked.

“Meh,” You shrugged, “Besides, it’ll be no time before Tarasov put out an open contract for other assassins to kill me, putting a bounty on my head. Which brings me to my other agenda to talk about, I can’t overstay here in the compound, there will be assassins that will be after me the moment that open contract is up and going, I can’t risk them tearing up this place.”

“You don’t have to worry about us, (Y/N). We can completely protect ourselves.” Rhodey said.

“We have Bruce, he can just smash them in one go, it’s no sweat.” Natasha joked and everyone laughed, including you.

“No, do not in ANY way get involved with this. If you manage to kill one of them, they will know that someone is aiding me. I can’t afford for these people to know that I’m tied with you guys, I’m already thankful enough that the High Table haven’t caught a whiff of me yet being Jonathan Wick’s daughter, and I also intend on keeping it that way, thank you very much. The last thing that I want is the High Table coming for my ass.” You stood up so fast, causing yourself to wobble and almost fell out of balance, if it’s not for Tony catching you, you would’ve fallen on the floor by now.

“I will be staying at the continental, it is the place that I damn well know I won’t get murdered while sleeping for sure,” You smile at them gently, “Though no offense to you guys, okay? I know that no one will be able to get in and out in the compound that has state of the art techs, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. These people are really good in blending in, like one of those people that you’re fighting.” They nodded.

“What? Hydra?” Sam asked.

“Yes, them. You never know, that one of the staff that works here inside the compound might be an assassin. Who knows?”

“Okay, how about you stay first to get treated and after that, I’ll accompany you to the continental.” Tony suggested, in all honesty, he was not having it at all. He wants you to say in the compound, until you’re already in good state.

“Can’t,” You sighed, “I can go there through a an uber or taxi. You cannot be within the continental’s vicinity, ANY of you. That is the place where assassins are all in. They’ll easily know that I’m all connected with you.”

“There are a lot of don’t’s than the do’s, kiddo. I don’t like it one bit.” Tony was a bit frustrated.

“But to make it up for you guys, okay, fine. I’ll stay, but only for one night, to be patched up. After that, I’m gonna bounce out from here, but I’ll make sure that after all of this fiasco, I’d visit more often.” You smiled, and you compromise had earned cheers from the team.

You never stay too long in the compound, they rarely see you as well. You’ll visit once or twice a month, then there are times that they won’t see you for a whole month or two, depending on your work. So that’s why they wanted to you to stay a bit longer.

“Yay! Can’t believe that (Y/N) is staying with us for the first time!” Wanda cheered.

“It’s only temporary,” You reminded and smiled at Wanda.

“Hell yeah girl! We only get to see you once or twice a month kid, so excuse us if we get too happy of you staying instead of visiting just for a day and dipping out on us then going off the grid for how many months.” Sam ruffled your hair and smiled.

Tony put an arm around your shoulders to steady you. You hissed from the pain, there’s a wound in your right stomach that is yet to be treated, you got that after your last contract. It is taking its sweet time to heal, that’s why you took a break from work. You don’t want the stitches to burst open, and with the recent thing that happened to you, the wound surely bled and had opened a bit from the impact when you were thrown off across the room the moment that the explosion had happened.

Abram Tarasov really picked a good time to attack you, right when you were taking a break from the wound that you had suffered from. Knowing that your moves will be limited, that bastard. But he should always remember that any kind of wounds won’t stop you.

“Let’s get you to the the med bay so that you can be patched up asap, kiddo,” You thanked Tony silently, “I also need to talk to you about something.”

You thanked the rest of the team, and they told you that they’ll be visiting you in the med bay from time to time to keep you company.

Once you arrived at the med bay, with Bruce following right after, it was quiet. They laid you down in one of the beds, you noticed an Asian woman, assuming that she’s the one in charge, walked towards you.

“Hello, my name is Helen Cho. I’m the head doctor.” She smiled at you.

Helen. She has the same name as your mother, you couldn’t help but get a little bit sad when you had remembered your mother. But you are quick to mask it off and smiled back at her.

“Nice to meet you, Helen. I’m (Y/N), Tony’s niece.”

Tony and Bruce stepped aside and watched while Helen patch you up. When Helen lifted your shirt up, you were correct, your wound on the right stomach had bursted off a bit. Causing it to bleed and soak in your shirt, you were thankful that it’s only a little bit.

“(Y/N), you were here at the compound yesterday, why didn’t you had it treated?” Bruce looked at you sadly.

“I was doing fine, I treated the would myself.”

“Is this why you’re feeling a discomfort yesterday?” Tony questioned.

“Yeah…kind of” You trailed off.

“How did you get that wound?” Bruce asked.

“I was fighting someone at work, when I didn’t noticed that there was an opening on my end, the asshole took their shot and managed to slash me with a knife.” Tony and Bruce sighed.

“So what’s the advice, doc?” Tony asked.

Helen was already working on patching up your wound, cleaning it off and sewing it close. After that, she proceed on cleaning the gashes on your forehead.

“The wound on her stomach may take a while to heal, it’s pretty deep. If you decided to jump back right in, there’s a high chance it will bust open again, and you do not want that to happen. If it did, you’ll bleed a lot, again.”

“It’s something that had happened to me before, I can take a little bleeding.”

“Are you kidding me right now, Jovanovich?” Tony bursted, “How many days does she need until she recovers?” He turned towards Helen.

“Maybe a week or two, the wound is deep and still fresh. I’m amazed that she hadn’t passed out yet for the amount of blood that she lost.”

“It’s nothing that I can handle, I’ve already done this so many times, trust me.” You butted in.

“Zip it, young lady!” Tony glared at you, you looked at him in disbelief.

“That’s it, she’s all patched up. She needs to rest for at least two weeks before she’s up and going again, I will be leaving a few medications for her to take, mostly to subdue the pain.” Helen cleaned off and kept the stuff that she used in patching you up and left.

“Thanks, Helen!” Tony and Bruce thanked him.

“I’ll go ask Natasha if she can lend (Y/N) some clothes to change on, she needs to change that shirt because it’s soaked in blood.” Bruce left the med bay.

“You know that I can’t stay here for two weeks, right?” You said to Tony as he sat down on the chair beside you.

“I’m not up for any arguments, you’re staying here at the compound until you’re fully recovered.” Your eyes widened.

“What?! You know I can’t! What the hell?”

“I said what I said, (Y/N). You are staying here until you recover and that’s final. No more arguments. Ajourned.” You groaned, knowing that you can’t win against Tony on this one, it’s a stalemate.

“Fine. Let’s just hope that Tarasov doesn’t put out an open contract while I’m completely out of commision.” You sighed. Tony stood up and hugged you, left a soft kiss on your head.

“Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something.” Tony sat back again and looked at you softly.

“What is it?”

“How’s the idea of you going to high school? There’s a good school that you can go to in Queens. Just a few minutes away from the compound.” You stared at him, not knowing what to say.

There’s a part inside of you that wants to agree, to experience living a normal life. But at the same time, there’s a part of you that you don’t want to. You are afraid that these people may come for you, in a place that a lot of people go to and doesn’t have any idea of what the hell is going on, there’s also a high chance that they can target you there. Where they can easily blend in, due to the amount of people that goes there. So you are unsure.

“There’s a boy that’s currently interning for me, he goes to the same school. You can hangout with him and his friends at school, you won’t be alone.” He smiled at you.

“You’re accepting interns now?”

“Really? That’s the only thing you gathered from what I said?” You chuckled.

“Look, uncle Tony, I’m thankful for the offer. Really. But I’m not sure about this one, I don’t know how long can Tarasov keep my identity any longer from others. I don’t want putting everyone there in danger, especially this boy. Can this boy even protect himself?” Tony smirked at you.

“Trust me, this boy can protect himself alright.” You narrowed his eyes at him.

“Don’t tell me that he’s one of the team.”

“Yes, no. Maybe, kind of? But the point is, he’s perfectly fine in defending himself. So you have nothing to worry about.” You sighed.

You wanted to agree, but the sudden idea of going to an actual high school might not be so bad. However, you aren’t permanently living in the compound, you are set on rebuilding your house, again. You are not sure that you’re capable of leaving the house, your family’s house where a lot of memories had been made. Your parent’s memories are buried there, so it’s one of the many reasons why you can’t make any hasty decisions at the moment.

“Is it alright if I can think about this first? It’s a lot of stuff to take in, especially that I had just taken a medication. Everything’s woozy for me at the moment.”

“It’s alright. I’ll give you time to decide, kiddo. No pressure.” You thanked your uncle silently.

You desired to live a life that your father had lived once. To grow up as a normal teenager that goes to high school. When your father got a taste of that life, everything had been worth it of leaving everything behind. But you chose to enter this life, the life he had before retiring, the one that your father had spend the rest of his life in staying away from the moment he retired, until these people had decided to throw him back in the game all over again. No matter how you desire for it, you know that you can never escape it. Somehow, it will be a constant in your life. The dream that you dreamed of, it will only remain as a dream and nothing else.

You never regretted any of the decision you made. You were thankful, you were given an outlet to release everything that you’ve been bottling up inside of you, it became a comfort for you. Thinking about it, if you didn’t make any decision of doing it, you might have ended up going all crazy. Your trance had been broken up by barking, it was Koda rushing near the bed. You laughed and reach down to pet his head.

“Hey, buddy. Sorry for leaving you there, but I take it that the team loved you.” You smiled at him and leaned in your touch.

“You know about my policy about animals.”

“Speaking of policy, is it possible to bend it a little on my favor?” You smiled at Tony cheekily, “Please.”

“Ugh okay, fine.” Tony playfully rolled his eyes at you, and you squealed in happiness.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You reached forward and hugged him tightly.

“Sir, Mr. Parker has arrived.” Friday announced.

“Thanks, Fri. Tell him to meet me at the lab.”

“Ms. Jovanovich, Ms. Romanoff said that she will be bringing you the clothes later.”

“Thank you, Fri.” You break the hug, “I assume that it’s your intern?” Tony nodded.

“Don’t worry, I’ll introduce you two once you’re out of here at the med bay.” You nodded.

“Alright then, can’t wait to meet Tony Stark’s protégé.” Both of you laughed. He stood up from his seat, gave a quick hug and softly kissed your forehead.

“Get some rest kiddo. Red will be right up in a while.”

2 weeks.

2 weeks where you’ll be able to live normally for a while. You really do hope that Tarasov doesn’t make any move, or has said anything about your true identity to the others. You need 2 weeks of peace to think properly.

[navybrat817]

April Reading List

Hey, lovelies! I haven't had much time to read and will add more as I can, but here are the fics I had the pleasure of reading and reblogging throughout the month of April. Please show these writers some love and heed the warnings for each fic. Remember, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Banner by yours truly and divider by the talented @saradika .

If any writer does not wish to be included in this list, please let me know.

Love, thanks, and happy reading!

Bucky Barnes x Reader

What's Up, Buck? by @late-to-the-party-81

Hope is a Dangerous Thing For a Woman Like Me to Have by @buckets-and-trees

Bandaged with Love by @jobean12-blog

SALT by @buckets-and-trees

Triage by @writing-for-marvel

Hello, Neighbor by @sunshine-on-my-mind

Burning Desperation by @rookthorne

Take Some More by @slyyywriting

Passionate Negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer

I Wanna Be Yours by @buckycuddlebuddy

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers

Pound the Alarm by @rookthorne

Other Sebastian Stan Characters

God the Bounty Hunter x Reader

Call Out to Me by @mickeyhenrys

Lee Bodecker x Reader

Dead End by @shadeysprings

Steve Rogers x Reader

Rewritten by @intrepidacious

Other Chris Evans Characters

Ari Levinson x Reader

Stoned Sex by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Bad Moon Alphas by @biteofcherry

After Hours by @flordeamatista

Curtis Everett x Reader

Within the Shadows by @shadeysprings

Jake Jensen x Reader

Husband Material by @thornsnvultures

Miscellaneous Characters

Blind Dates and Secrets by @alicewonderao3 (Dean Winchester x OFC)

Through the Eye by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (John Wick x Reader)

Trapped by @ironlady1993 (Tony Stark x Reader)

March ⚓ February ⚓ January

[marvelobsessed134]

bucky x slutty!maid!reader?? i have been thirsting over this for 2 days. like imagine getting hired to clean the avengers tower and either tony gives you a slutty uniform because he’s a perv or you just like to show skin. and bucky gets increasingly sexually frustrated as he watches you clean while your skirt rides up or your tits come *that* close to slipping out of your top or something. and it makes him just that more feral bc he hasn’t gotten any since the 40s? and to counteract these feelings that develop deeper he acts like the biggest dicl to you?

The one with the slutty maid and sexually frustrated super soldier

Pairings: Dom!Bucky Barnes x Sub!Reader

Warnings: smut, no foreplay just straight to it, sergeant kink, subtle dub con?, slight breeding kink.

You’ve been hired to work at the avengers tower as a maid. And so far it’s been pretty good. Minus the fact that your boss-Tony Stark-is kind of a perv and gave you a very revealing sexy maid outfit to wear. But you dont mind since the pay is good.

Little did you know that you’ve caught the eye of a certain super soldier. Bucky had grown increasingly frustrated with the way you just walked around in that little maid outfit. 40 years of no sexual activity had driven him mad. And he couldn’t take it anymore.

So one day when it was conveniently just you and Bucky at the tower and you were bending over to water a plant, the soldier snuck up behind you and caressed your ass. It startled you a bit, and you quickly stood up and turned around.

“Mr. Barnes!” You squealed.

The brunette then caressed your face, looking deep into your eyes, “None of that ‘Mr. Barnes’ stuff honey. You call me Sergeant. Do I make myself clear?” His demanding tone caused a certain feeling between your legs.

You couldn’t help but obey to his every whim. “Yes Sergeant.” You whispered helplessly. A wicked grin spread across his face as his hand traveled south, lifting up your little skirt and rubbed you outside your white, cotton panties.

“Already so wet and I’ve barely done anything sweetheart,” he cooed, “have you been thinking about your Sergeant fucking you?” He teased.

You nodded, no words being able to come out of your mouth. He gripped your jaw with his metal hand. You looked into his dark blue eyes. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes Mr- I mean Sergeant. I do think about you fucking me.” You cried pathetically.

“Bend over the couch.” He commanded and you did as he said, bending over the large arm of the expensive couch. You heard the faint sound of him unbuckling his pants, and soon enough you felt him rip your panties off your skin. The soldier smacked your ass before lining his cock up to your entrance, entering you slowly.

You hissed at the stretch, he’s big. “Ooh Sergeant!” You hissed.

“Stay still, doll. Let me play with you.” His voice was dark and weakened you. He slowly but surely began to thrust into you harder, gripping your hips for more control. You were a moaning mess, feeling him slide in and out of you with such ease since your pussy was dripping.

You gripped the couch cushions, “Please Sergeant! I’m gonna cum!”

“Yeah? You’re gonna cum doll? Go ahead baby I’m right behind you.” You clenched around him and ended up squirting all over his dick. Bucky moaned at that, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge. “Please Bucky, I need you. Need you to fill me up!” He hardly registered the fact you used his name because he was cumming inside you, relishing in the pleasure.

“Gonna be so full with my babies, Y/n.”

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

Please Love Me- Bucky x Stark!Reader

A/N: I didn’t mean for this to be so angst filled 😅

Summary: Bucky looks after you after a bad fight with you dad Tony Stark

Word count: 887 words

“He doesn’t care about you! All he’s gonna do is treat you like a housewife and an idiot! He’s a bad person and he doesn’t love y-“ You cut your father off with a slap across his face. You can take a lot from the man before you, but saying Bucky didn’t love you was too far.

“Wow guess he’s already rubbed off on you.” Tony glared at you.

“Yeh he has. Don’t you dare ever say that he doesn’t love me. He treats me with more respect and kindness then you do. You can just fuck off!” You glare right back at him.

The tears that brimmed in your eyes began fall as you stormed out of the lab, needing desperately to get away.

“If you go to that murderer tonight, don’t think of coming back.” He called after you.

This made you stop in your tracks. You and Tony had fought before, it was only natural, but he had never told you that you weren’t welcome. In that moment you knew where you’d be most safe and loved.

“I guess I’ll have to pack a pretty big bag than.” You declare.

Your voice shaking and tears run down your face as you look into your dads eyes, but you keep your head high, refusing to seem weak in this moment.

With that last comment you turn and leave quickly, before he can get another word in.

By the time you get to your room, your eyes are so full of tears you can barely see your phone as you text Bucky. You couldn’t be here anymore and you knew he’d be there for you.

Packing as much into a large duffle bag as you can, you wait for Bucky to text you that he’s there. You choked down your sobs as you began to pack away your life into the bag. This was the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make but you knew it was for the best.

As soon as you zipped the large duffle closed, you got a text from Bucky saying he was there. Throwing the large bag over your shoulder, you make your way down to the street below.

“What’s happened, doll?” Bucky asked sweetly, as he gently cupped your cheeks.

“I don’t want to talk about it just yet. Please just take me home.” You sob as you push your face into his hand.

“Okay, baby. Hop on and I’ll take care of you.” Bucky comforted, sweetly kissing your lips as he hands you a helmet.

Straddling his bike, you tightly wrap your arms around his torso with your head pushed into his back. The tears blinded you as your grip around him tightened the whole ride, and your body shook.

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Finally arriving at his apartment, you push him against the wall in a heated and desperate kiss. A need to feel him and have him love you coursing through your veins.

“Baby, while I love this, you still need to talk to me about what happened.” He told you worriedly. Gently cupping your face he looked into your eyes with love and softness.

That very look in his eyes had you breaking into tears once again.

“Please just love me, Bucky. I’ll tell you everything later but please just love me for now.” You beg him, staring up into his sweet eyes.

Staring down at you with a mix of sadness and love in his eyes, he leant down and picked you up from the backs of your thighs. Smiling into his neck, you began to kiss and nip at the sensitive skin there.

Sitting you both down on the couch together, his hands went to your ass, as you dug your fingers into his hair, pulling him in for a heated kiss. As the kiss gained momentum and became a mix of heated licking and biting, you began to grind down onto his lap, causing him to moan into the kiss.

“Ooohh, princess, you keep moving your gorgeous hips just like that.” He moaned into your neck as he guided your movements.

Having a wicked idea that you knew would make you feel better, you push Bucky away from your neck and back onto the couch. His look of confusion quickly turned to arousal as you ground your hips deeper and faster into his lap.

Looking deep into his eyes and biting your lip, you slowly removed your top, leaving you in just your bra and jeans.

“Fuck, baby, you are so perfect.” He growled.

Pushing his fingers into your hair, he pulled your face into a heated kiss. With one hand in your hair, the squeezed at your covered breast.

“Say you love me.” You plead as you lean your head against his, the mood now turning less heated and more gentle.

“I love you, princess. You’re mine forever and I’ll be here for you forever. I love you, y/n.” He spoke earnestly, foreheads now touching and looking into each others eyes.

Your grinding stopped and your tears began to pool again as you looked into his eyes, so filled with love and care.

“I love you.” You gently weep to him as you close your eyes and his arms begin to snake around your middle, pulling you in for a sweet and loving hug.

[bitchyycapricorn]

Sticky

MCU!Peter Parker x Reader

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Wordcount: 2.4K

Synopsis: Peter Parker loves to play with fun gadgets he finds around the Stark tower. Especially when it comes from an alien space ship. Which is exactly how you end up completely pressed to the ceiling of Peters room without knowing when you’ll come down.

Warnings: Smut!! Oral (f receiving), P in V, language, probably disappointing Mr. Stark

AN: lightly edited

Peter bursts through his bedroom door at the speed of light. “Y/N! Y/N!” Peter shouts, his eyes scanning his room for any signs of life. You peak your head out from under the covers, a small smile forming on your tired face.

“Hey Peter,” you mumble sleepily, snuggling your head into Peter’s pillow. “You’re home from Stark Towers already?” You hum groggily.

Peter shuffles over to his bed, plopping down next to your curled-up figure. “Mr. Stark helped me design new web shooters and-and I wanted to show you them,” Peter beams. A soft smile spreads across your face as you watch Peter shuffle around inside the black bag he brought home.

“Ah, damnit.” Peter mumbles pulling out some sort of gun filled with lava pink liquid. “I brought home the wrong bag. This is the anti gravity stick gun.” Peter frowns.

Your eyes shoot open wide, the aspect of an anti gravity sticky gun intriguing you. “Did you say anti gravity? Your smile widens as you sit up fully to take a look at the gun in Peter’s hand.

“Yeah, but we can’t you know…use it.” Peter laughs as he goes to put the gun back in the bag. Your hand is quick to stop his, wrestling the gun out of his grip. “Y/N/N, no, we can’t,” Peter pleas with you. “If Mr. Stark find out he’ll have my suit!” His words mean nothing to you in this moment, you’re too busy examining the cool piece of alien tech that Peter “accidentally” brought home.

“There’s no way you ‘accidentally’ brought this home, you were totally messing around with Tony’s gadgets again weren’t you!” A smirk tugs at your lips as you continue to examine the bright pink liquid.

Peter groans, throwing himself back on the bed. “Okay! So I got sticky fingers and was messing with some of Mr. Stark’s stuff. But I really did accidentally bring it home! I had two identical bags, one with the anti-gravity gun and the other with my webshooter upgrades. Bruce just walked into the lab and I got scared and threw the gun back into the bag and without thinking took off with the wrong bag…” Peter babbles.

“Wicked,” you grin, pointing the gun at Peter. “So if I shoot you with this…”

“No no, I shot a flowerpot to the ceiling and it was still stuck up there when I left, I was playing with the gun for over an hour.” He replies sternly.

You let out a small laugh “Oh, so I’m definitely sticking your sticky ass to the ceiling.” You’re still pointing the gun at Peter when he goes to take it back from you. As you wrestle for the gun, a beam of light shoots out of it and the next thing you know you’re on Peter’s ceiling.

“Y/N!” Peter squeaks. Your whole body is pressed up into the ceiling, limbs completely frozen. Arms and legs both slightly spread out. “Um, shit what do we do?” Peter looks at the gun again as if there will be directions written on the outside explaining how to reverse the effects.

“I feel like I’m not even allowed to be mad,’ You let out a laugh, looking down at a panicking Peter. “This is actually really cool, I feel so firm.”

“Y/N, this is not the time to be messing around, we need to get you down.” Peter’s face is pale and sweaty as he examines your body being pressed against his ceiling by some weird alien magic. His eyes wander from how silly your hair looks fluffing out, down to how nice your figure looks, completely trapped and unable to move. Peter tries pushing the thought away, hating his sudden urge to crawl up on the ceiling with you and experience what its like to make you scream while you’re stuck. That’s when it hits him, “I’m coming up with you, I’ll see if I can pry you off the ceiling okay?”

You scrunch your face up at his words, not liking that he’s making you come down already. “Come on Peter, this is so cool. See if you can move my limbs into different positions first.” Peter disappears from your view for a moment before he’s hovering… below you?

“Why do you insist on making things difficult by messing around?”

“Because.” You state simply. Peter rolls his eyes, gently tugging at your arm. Your arm easily swings forward before quickly being pulled back to the ceiling. “Whoa, do that again it felt weird. I feel like my whole body is ten times more sensitive right now.”

Peter pulls your arm again, it comes forward before reattaching to the ceiling, his mind racing from your words. He can’t help but wonder if your whole body is more sensitive. “We need to get you down now.” He urges, knowing that if you’re up here any longer he won’t be able to help himself. It was always a fantasy of his to fuck you on the ceiling, or high up on a wall. He just never trusted himself enough to go through with it. But now that you were already up here, he couldn’t help but feel the urge to start fucking you senseless.

“Peter, earth to Peter Parker,” you coo, trying to get your boyfriends attention.

Peter blinks, refocusing his gaze onto yours, “sorry, sorry I was just thinking.” His face flushes red as he begins to crawl down to your legs.

“You couldn’t have been normal and gone around my body? You had to crawl over me didn’t you?” You ask, watching has Peter’s body hovers over yours on his way down to try and unstick your feet permanently. “Your dick is in my face, and it’s hard.” You mumble, a blush spreading across your face now.

“S-shit sorry!” Peter tries to move out of your face by backing up, only to find he’s made it worse by dropping his hips too low and smacking you in the face with his boner.

Your body begins to shake with laughter, “Ow, I just got a face full of sweatpants dick.”

Peter freezes, hoping down from the ceiling completely. “I don’t think I’m getting you down.” He admits, his face was a brighter red than before as he looks up at you.

You let out a small hum, looking down at your embarrassed boyfriend. “Well, you got any ideas how we can pass the time?”

“I won’t admit anything.” Peter replies, quickly adverting his gaze.

“That made absolutely no sense dork, do you have any ideas or not?”

“None that I’m willing to admit.” He continues to avoid your gaze, focusing only on the closet door.

“You should come up here and fuck me then,” you tease, eyeing his still obvious boner.

Peter’s face goes pale, looking up at you again. “Does the gun give you the ability to read minds too?”

A laugh erupts from your chest a you goto shake your head ‘no,’ only to realize you can’t. “No Peter, I can’t read minds but I can read the message your massive boner sent me while it was in my face.”

“That’s not funny, you scared me. I thought you could tell what I was thinking and that you’d start yelling at me for thinking about how good your boobs look in such a dire situation.” Peter pauses, realizing he just admitted exactly what he didn’t want you to know. “Never mind, don’t listen to me ever again.”

“You think my boobs look good?” You beam.

“Stop.” Peter warns, feeling his blush return.

“Oh my god Parker, just get up here and fuck me.” You groan. Peter hesitates for a moment before giving you a small nod and jumping up onto the ceiling. He starts at your legs, repositioning them so your feet are pressing against the ceiling while your knees are bent. Once he’s got you properly repositioned, you feel him crawling between your legs. “Peter…what are you doing?” You can feel his hands grabbing onto your pajama shorts.

“Fucking you, like you asked so kindly.” A smirk settles on Peters face as he rips your pajama shorts down the middle seam, watching as they fall off your body and to the ground.

“Peter!” You cry, looking down at your now torn shorts.

“Well I had to get them off you!” Peter defends, slowly ripping your underwear off you as well. You let out a gasp as the cool air hits your heat, feeling your whole body flush under Peters warm touch, “Tank-top is next.” He smirks, tearing open the fabric to reveal your bare chest. The cold air washes over your, making you shiver as much as the magic would let you. Peter grabs your wrists, guiding your arms so they’re pinned above your head. “Is this what you want pretty girl?” He hums against your neck. His lips slowly leaving a trail of kisses down your body.

You let out a sharp moan “Y-yes,” his lips causing you to completely forget about your torn cloths on the ground. He continues to kiss down your neck until he reaches your tits. His right hand gently creasing the swell of your breast making you let out another moan. Leaning down, Peter brought your hard nipple into his mouth. Another moan escapes your lips as you fight to press your chest into Peters face, but with no success. You’re completely stuck, unable to move. Peter smirks against your boob at the attempt, continuing to swirl his tongue around your extremely sensitive nipple. “Fuck Peter,” you groan, wanting more than anything to run your fingers through his soft brown curls. Peter switches over to your other tit, giving the other nipple some attention as well.

The room fills with your soft moans as Peter kisses his way down your body and to your hot cunt. He pulls away for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh before dragging his bottom lip down your thigh and back to your aching cunt. His head dips between your legs as you feel his tongue slowly slipping between your folds. The tip of his tongue makes contact with your clit, gently swirling around the sensitive bundle of nerves causing you to let out a throaty moan. Peter’s arms slide around your thighs, pulling your body closer ever so slightly as he continues to eat you out. His face buried in your soft cunt, lick and sucking on your swollen clit.

A knot begins to form in your stomach within a few seconds and your realize just how sensitive your body really feels. The feeling of Peters mouth pleasuring you makes your body a shaking mess against the ceiling. Your limbs feel like they’re on fire as pleasure courses through your whole body. Pressing your head against the ceiling as hard as you could, you feel your orgasm wash over you. A sharp cry escapes your lips, your whole body convulsing from your release.

Peter slowly comes up from your cunt, a smile plastered on his face. “I see someone enjoyed that a little too much.” He teases, placing a soft kiss to your lips. You let out a small groan in response, your whole body still pulsating. You keep your eyes on Peter as he begins to strip from his sweatpants and white T-shirt. His abs flexing as he miraculously manages to strip while still on the ceiling.

“Look at my sticky boy,” you giggle as you admire the way the light makes his abs appear to glow.

Peter grins, crawling over, well under, your body and positioning his hips between your thighs. “I’m about to make you real sticky.” You raise your eyebrow at his comment, noticing the cheeky grin on his face. “You ready?” He asks, his hand slipping between your bodies to position himself.

“Mhm,” you hum, feeling Peter slides into you slowly. The sensation of Peter thrusting up into you is completely foreign and completely surreal. Your body bounces ever so slightly up against the ceiling and you feel as though you could fall at any moment.

Yet, your body stays put, allowing for Peter’s hips to snap up into yours. His thrusts are sloppy and deep, feeling out your new position. A sigh escapes your lips as Peter leans up to kiss along your neck.

“How does this feel baby?” He whispers softly in your ear.

A shiver runs down your spine, all of your muscles contracting at the hot breath on your ear and neck. “It feels so good Peter,” you moan softly, desperately wishing you could wrap your arms around his neck. Peter gives you a warm smile, kissing your cheek as his pace speeds up. His thrusts becoming more even and deep, fucking you straight up and into the cold ceiling.

“Wanna see a trick?”

“Trick?” You laugh, watching as Peter detaches his hands from the ceiling, leaving him on just his knees. He looks up at you with a smirk, gripping onto your thighs as he continues to fuck you at an inhuman speed. His nails digging into your soft skin as he hangs upside down thrusting into you.

You close your eyes, letting out a string of moans, loving the way he feels deep inside of you. “Fuck Peter, I’m close again.” You felt like you were on fire, your whole body overly sensitive to Peter’s touch and rough thrusts.

“Do it then” Peter grunts, his cock sliding in and out of you even harder. You push your head up into the ceiling, mouth falling open as another wave of intense pleasure hits you, throwing you completely over the edge. A scream escapes your lips followed by Peters name as you come down from your high.

Peter lets out a deep moan, throwing his body back up so his hands were once again sticking to the wall. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you, thrusting deeper and deeper before pulling out quickly. Hot spurts of cum shooting out and falling back down onto Peter’s stomach and chest.

“Fucking gravity,” Peter groans.

You burst out laughing at Peter’s scrunched up face. “I told you that you were my sticky boy.” You tease. Peter grumbles something under his breath and you let out another laugh.

Your eyes widen only seconds later when you notice you suddenly feel heavier than normal. Your body detaches from the ceiling sending both you and Peter tumbling down onto his bed. “Great now I’m sticky too,” you groan.

Peter smirks, “Told you I’d get you sticky.”

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[mostly-marvel-musings]

Tony would be so so obsessed with his girl's pussy, her taste, her smell. He'd live in between her thighs if she let him. He's got a thing for smelling and licking you through your panties before removing them. And he eats you out he nearly shoves his into your pussy, he dives in with no shame, he wants to be drenched in your arousal. And the sight of him emerging from between your thighs with his lips, nose and beard soaked + completely out of breath is heavenly

Obsessed

Pairing: Tony Stark x F! Reader

Warnings: 18+ strictly, SMUT.

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“Tony…”

This was your second warning to the billionaire who was doing everything to distract you from the show you were watching. Idly stroking your thigh with his fingers, teasing as he lay his head on the other.

“I’m bored. And you’re horny.” He stated, you could probably see his smirk from the back of his head.

“How would you know?”

“Well, you’ve been pressing your thighs together for the past fifteen minutes and I can smell your arousal baby..”

His sentence turned your cheeks warm, knowing you were indeed soaked, the sex scene playing out on the television did little to help as did Tony’s naughty touches every now and then.

Turning to face you on his elbows, he toyed with the hem of your shorts, pulling them down along with your panties in one go.

“Let me devour you, Y/N…please?” His murmurs travelled straight to your core, watching his darkened gaze before he kissed the inside of your thigh, travelling with his kisses upward.

Shoving his nose against your pussy, Tony hummed at your familiar scent that drove him mad. Laying back, you let your fingers card his soft hair while his tongue peaked out, teasing at first.

A gasp left your lips when he lay his tongue flat to lick a fat strip up your entrance to your clit, coaxing your lower lips open. Your pulse quickened as his movements turned intense and purposeful.

Tony was quite obsessed with going down on you, ever since the first time he realised just how much you and him both enjoyed it. He became addicted to your scent, your taste, the sweet sounds of pleasure you made each time he took care of you. You always had the best orgasms when he ate you out like a man on a mission, the man and his wicked tongue knew exactly what they were doing.

He had you mewling in no time as your hips began to lift off the bed on their own accord to gain more of his talented mouth. You could feel the smirk on his face while it was buried between your legs, giving the inside of your thigh a playful nip to get you to behave like his good girl.

Panting rapidly now, your back arched into a bow as Tony’s tongue lapped all you had to offer, using his thumb to circle around your bundle of nerves, spurring you on. Hands now gripping on his hair like a vice, you looked down at the criminal that was Tony Stark, eating you out like his last meal.

Your thighs twitched as your climax approached, desire and arousal pouring out of you as moans craving desperate release left your lips. You felt a welcome intrusion when Tony’s finger entered your slick channel, doubling the pleasure by adding another soon.

Latching onto your clit and sucking on it like his favourite candy, Tony brought you to the edge while his fingers worked their magic, making eye contact with you at the right time that had you come crying out.

Your legs shook with pleasure as you rode out your orgasm, pussy fluttering around his fingers as he prolonged it by continuing to stroke you lazily, humming as he tasted more of you, pleased with his job.

Skin flushed and slightly dizzy and warm, you came down from your high, in time to watch Tony kiss his way up your body littering it with open-mouthed kisses. Nuzzling his face against your neck, he rest on top of you, breathing you in.

“You devil.”

You whispered, still a little out of breath, laughing with him, before he turned over taking you with him, making you feel his rather prominent erection straining against his pants. Needless to say the TV stayed ignored for the rest of the evening while your bodies did the talking.

Happy Valentines day my loves! Here’s a little something to keep you busy 😉

[scoonsalicious]

Unwanted: Chapter 2, Unspeakable- Pt. 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, alcohol use, minor male objectification, mind reading, no Bucky in this section; sorry!

Word Count: 1.1k

Previously On...: Sgt. Barnes got a new arm (there's a Lt. Dan joke in there, somewhere)!

A/N: Weirdly, this is one of the first scenes I wrote for this story. I loved the idea of all the women sitting around, drinking, and talking about how hot they thought Bucky was, while Dear Reader tried so hard to convince them that they're only friends; it really built the base of the story in my mind. I ended up cutting it down significantly, but the overall feel of the scene remains the same. Enjoy!

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917

Taglist: (Please let me know if you’d like to be added!)  @blackhawkfanatic @les-sel @marcswife21

Since there were only four women who lived full-time at the Tower (you, former KGB assassin-turned SHIELD spy-turned Avenger, Natasha Romanoff, Tony's long-time romantic partner and Stark Industries CEO Pepper Potts, and, most recently, Sokovian witch Wanda Maximoff), you all made an effort to get together once a month for a Girl's Night, to relax, catch up, and just spend time in each other's company.

"So, what is going on between you and Barnes," Natasha asked when you explained why you needed to cut out early tonight.

You looked at her, confused. "There's nothing going on between me and Barnes," you told her. "We're just friends, Natty."

"You and I are 'just friends,' Pocket, and you don't see me with my hands all over you, 24/7," Nat smirked.

"No one's stopping you, Natasha." With a wink, you grabbed her hand and put it on your boob. She gave it a quick squeeze, but then said:

"Seriously, he's all over you like government money on a bad idea."

You shrugged. "He just likes physical touch, that's all. It's, like, his love language or something."

"I'll bet it is," Pepper said coyly, taking a sip of wine from her oversize glass. Girl's Nights always came with a few bottles of Tony's finest vintage. "Can’t say I’ve seen him touching Steve like that, though. Then again, who can say what those two get up to behind closed locker room doors?"

"Pepper!" Wanda swatted at her, pretending to be scandalized. "I'm sure if Pocket says there's nothing going on between her and Bucky, there's nothing going on." She shot you a wicked look. "Of course, I could always read her mind to get the truth out of her."

Nat clapped, delighted. "Oh my God, yes! Please do it, Wanda! Get all of Pocket's dirty little secrets!" All three of the women turned to look at you with hopeful expressions.

"Go ahead," you told Wanda dismissively. "I've got nothing to hide where Bucky's concerned."

The Scarlet Witch did a little shimmy of excitement. "Oh, yay! No one ever willingly lets me look into their heads," she said. "This'll be good practice! And I promise," she added, solemnly, "I’ll only look at your memories of Bucky, nothing else." Her fingertips began to glow red as she raised her hands to your temples. You weren't sure what you were expecting, but it was like a warm buzzing sensation ran through your brain. It felt really--

"Fucking cool," you muttered.

"There's another dollar in the jar," Pepper joked, causing you to stick your tongue out at her.

"Boo," said Wanda, pulling back after a moment. "She's telling the truth. Nothing's going on between them. They're just disgustingly best friend-y. They're just sleeping together."

"I knew it!" Nat shouted in triumph.

"No, I mean, they actually just sleep together. No sex. Just some light cuddling," Wanda clarified. "Not even an occasional groping."

Nat and Pepper groaned in unison.

"Well, that's disappointing," Nat said, throwing back a good sized mouthful of wine.

"She does still have that leather jacket of yours, Nat," Wanda added, giving you a wink.

Natasha feigned outrage. "You thief! You said you lost it!"

"I thought I lost it," you amended, giving Wanda a dirty look. "I just found it the other day when I was unpacking my go-bag. I'll get it back to you."

Nat gave you a skeptical glare. "I'll believe it when I see it, but back to you and Barnes," she said.

"I don't know why you all care so much," you lamented, refilling your own glass. "Pep, you and Wanda have your own relationships we could be talking about, and Nat, you never tell us what's going on between you and Bruce-- I have to hear everything second-hand from Clint, which you know is so weird-- so I'm not sure why I have to be the focus of attention."

"Okay, first of all," Wanda said, "I adore Vision with all of my heart, but Bucky Barnes? Oof. I'd let that man do unspeakable things to my body."

"Wanda!" The three of you stared at the normally reserved Sokovian with open mouths. 

"What?" She shrugged, a tinge of pink creeping up her cheeks. "He's gorgeous. It's an objective fact."

You shook your head, trying to wrap your brain around what she just said. You knew Bucky was handsome; you'd known from the first moment you saw him, but as your friendship had blossomed, you had sort of... stopped paying attention to it? Who he was as a person had become far more important to you than what he looked like. Sure, there were moments when you would be reminded of just how attractive he was, but they always hit you like a ton of bricks because you never focused on it for very long, so it seemed so easy to forget and just see him as Bucky, your best friend-- kind, funny, smart, loyal Bucky.

"And he's just gotten better looking the longer he's been here," Nat added. "I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of him, either, Pocket, if I wasn't afraid he'd rip my arms off for trying."

You rolled your eyes at your friend, but she was right-- Bucky had gotten so much better the longer he'd been at the Tower, but that was because he was taking care of himself. He was getting more sleep, so his eyes had lost their dark circles and their sunken, hollow look. He'd been eating better and had put on some weight-- all of it muscle, broadening his shoulders and thickening his thighs. He'd cut his hair short and shaved his beard, leaving just a hint of stubble.

"What are you smiling at?" Pepper teased, pulling you from your thoughts.

"Hmm? Oh. Just thinking about how much better Bucky's been doing since he got some stability in his life and people who care about his well being. While you all sit here objectifying a senior citizen prisoner of war like he's a piece of meat," you teased. "What are you, men?"

"Wow," said Nat with a laugh, "way to make us feel like assholes." You just smiled and sipped your wine.

"If the butt plugs fit..." Natasha picked up a couch pillow and threw it at you. You were able to dodge it easily, so you knew the assassin hadn't been actually trying to hit you, though you did have to carefully balance your wineglass to prevent it from spilling all over the couch.

"Ladies," Pepper warned. It wasn't the first time your banter would have devolved into an expensive dry cleaning bill.

"Sorry, Mom," You and Nat sang in unison, wicked grins on your faces.

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[awritessomething]

I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.

Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :

Formula 1:

Max Verstappen

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Riccardo

Mick Schumacher

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

David Rossi (preferably young)

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Thor

Sam Wilson

Deadpool

Steve Rogers

Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ

Simon "Ghost" Riley

König

Phillip Graves

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

John B. Routledge

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Draco malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Regulus Black

Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Sirius Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Oliver Wood

The Walking Dead:

Glenn Rhee

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Miscallaneous:

Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)

Patrick Bateman

Batman (Christian Bale)

Johnathan Crane

Finnick Odair

Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)

Rodrick Heffley

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Tristan Dugray

Dylan O'brien

Jude Bellingham

Joao Felix

Bellamy Blake

Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)

Joe Goldberg

Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)

Minho (The Maze Runner)

Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler, Dr. Beckham, Julian Mercer, Ted Logan)

Jim Halpert

Farkas

Ulfric Stormcloak

Miraak

Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)

Brock Purdy

Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Robby Keene

Zuko (atla dallas liu)

Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)

Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)

Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)

What I wont do:

Pedophilia

Beastiality or anything animal-y

Waterworks

Male reader (sorry)

Character x character

Threesomes or anything not 1x1

Character x oc

Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)

Daddy/mommy kinks

Incest or stepcest

(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)

[spring-picnics]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐈

mafia marauder's hc by @horriblehs

what if the marauders where illegal and in love with you? james potter x reader, remus lupin x reader, sirius black x reader

peter parker hc's by @hiraethparkers

being in a relationship with peter parker. mcu!peter parker x reader

and we run by @evermoreal

a rockstar hijacks your ride on their run from the paparazzi. sirius black x reader

dancing queen by @velvetcloxds

tony loves spoiling you, and he has to on your birthday. tony stark x reader

undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations

you're on the run away from your past and meet a sweet lumberjack. bucky barnes x reader

shy away by @/velvetcloxds

your first night in the avengers tower. tony stark x reader

right where you left me by @poemsforparker

you never expected that he would fall out of love like this. mcu!peter parker x reader

close to my heart by @peterbenjiparker

friends don't treat each other like this. mcu!peter parker x reader

harmless by @shurisneakers

bucky and a doofenschmirtz reader. bucky barnes x reader

goodbye by @lovelybarnes

enemies to lovers to enemies with bucky barnes. bucky barnes x reader

he's not completely useless by @justkending

"he's not completely useless... he can be used as a bad example." bucky barnes x reader

meeting at the grave by @electrosspidey

you meet a handsome stranger at an old friend's gravestone. mcu!peter parker x reader

a correspondence of obligation by @/pellucid-constellations

you unexpectedly fall for the king you are betrothed too. bucky barnes x reader

those summer nights by @waitimcomingtoo

being a camp counsellor with someone you hate. tom holland x reader

wicked game by @/waitimcomingtoo

he shouldn't have played that game with your heart. tom holland x reader

delicate by @/waitimcomingtoo

getting drunk and tom taking care of you. tom holland x reader

always leaving by @desireav

a slytherin in a relationship with a head gryffindor??? harry potter x reader

ease my mind by @wkemeup 

in order to save bucky, you have to break your promise. bucky barnes x reader

the problem by @scandalous-chaos

he thinks he isn't good enough for you. remus lupin x reader

the gold dress by @/scandalous-chaos

you make him jealous. remus lupin x reader

blurb by @luveline

enemies to lovers. remus lupin x reader

pomegranate by @/scandalous-chaos 

fake dating. remus lupin x reader

casual dominance with remus by @/evermoreal

being in a relationship with remus lupin. remus lupin x reader

wait for you by @ptergwen

asking mj out. mj x reader

downfall by @eleganthottubfun

nate shouldn't have let his jealousy take over. nate jacobs x reader

'cause i don't want you like a best friend by @/evermoreal

friends to lovers. sirius black x reader

our girl by @beaucherie

you've been distant from sirius and remus, so they confront you. poly!wolfstar x reader

am i interrupting something? by @thehalfbloodedwitch

you and harry have something special; don't let someone in between you. harry potter x reader

imagine being ben gross' academic rival by @land-of-the-fandom

rivals to lovers with a cute, but annoying guy. ben gross x reader

blurb by @mirclealignr

flirting with pietro. pietro maximoff x reader

doting by @/desireav

a fratboy pines over you. james potter x reader

the odds of affection by @/desireav

meeting theo's friends. theodore nott x reader

one last dance by @/velvetcloxds

you didn't take the chance. steve rogers x reader

linger by @totheblood

he was assigned to take care of you. mcu!peter parker x reader

blurb by @natashxromanovf

showing bucky and nat your blog. bucky barnes x reader, natasha romanoff x reader

misunderstanding by @thebrookemunson

remus thinks you like sirius. remus lupin x reader

you by @cryonme

being theo's home; one that he must protect. theodore nott x reader

blurb by @gracesmusings

a fight with george. george weasley x reader

blurb by @/gracesmusings

fred wants to marry you. fred weasley x reader

blurb by @shespeaksinsongs

pansy shows the boys how to treat you right. pansy parkinson x reader

my heart and soul by @whateveriwant

bucky performs an ultimate act of betrayal. bucky barnes x reader

i lied by @ladyvesuvia

you promised to love each other forever. bucky barnes x reader

revenge is sweet by @t-lostinworlds

fake dating the football captain to get back at your cheating ex. tom holland x reader

happier by @bradtomlovesya

you could be so much happier with him. tom holland x reader

over the love by @peter-parkourwrites

falling for your brother's best friend. bucky barnes x reader

one way or another by @pvarker

rivals to lovers with peter parker. mcu!peter parker x reader

to be real by @softholand

tom holland falls for a singer. tom holland x reader

annotations by @starstruckwillows

reading remus' poetry annotations. remus lupin x reader

i guess i thought it would be harder for you to let me go by @morwap

james thought he would break your heart. he was so wrong. james potter x reader

all consuming, all wanting by @/pvarker

flirting and patching up peter parker. mcu!peter parker x reader

silence in colours by @/lovelybarnes

he's been giving you silent treatment. angst ensues. bucky barnes x reader

i never learned to read your mind by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

exes to lovers. bucky barnes x reader

sneaky by @malum-forev

sam and steve find out about bucky's secret. bucky barnes x reader

love without a lover by @/mirclealignr

you love him, but he will never love you. james potter x reader

diametrically opposed by @/pvarker

two professors who are seemingly rivals are actually hopelessly in love with one another. mcu!peter parker x reader

so far gone by @spideyzgirl

you are no longer a priority in peter's life. mcu!peter parker x reader

drunken posts by @honeymunson

simping over your boyfriend while drunk. tasm!peter parker x reader

candlelight dinner by @/thehalfbloodedwitch

watching harry cook dinner. harry potter x reader

substitute by @/shespeaksinsongs

substituting for your partner's class. draco malfoy x reader

this is who i love by @/velvetcloxds

remus showing you that he loves all of you. remus lupin x reader

zippers by @youlightmeupfinn

best friends to lovers. mcu!peter parker x reader

peter parker headcanons by @parkersmaterialgirl

peter parker headcanons. mcu!peter parker x reader

morning by @/thehalfbloodedwitch

having a nice morning with your boyfriend. ron weasley x reader

be my girl by @/peterbenjiparker

you're peter's girl. mcu!peter parker x reader

lips sealed by @mendesxruel

you find out peter's secret. tasm!peter parker x reader

whole world is gonna know you love me by @/desireav

she doesn't love you. lily evans x reader

looped by @softlybarnes

bucky loses memory of the past few years. bucky barnes x reader

rooftop date with peter parker by @/mendesxruel

a rooftop date with your boyfriend. mcu!peter parker x reader

scripts thrown into the fire by @indouloureux

enemies to lovers with peter. mcu!peter parker x reader

blurb by @/desireav

telling the avengers you're pregnant. avengers x reader

debauched angels (and brazen escapades) by @/indouloureux

a deep and intricate enemies to lovers angsty mini series. mcu!peter parker x reader

my reverie's affinity remains to be you by @indouloureux

you see 10 seconds of your soulmate's life every night. mcu!peter parker x reader

dear mr right by @rednights

getting an anonymous love letter from someone whose handwriting looks similar. mcu!peter parker x reader

@spring-picnics

[simplyholl]

Snowed In [Loki x F.Reader]

Summary:  While on a mission, you and Loki discover a strange flower. Will its effects change your relationship forever?

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ only. Sex pollen. 

Pairing: Avenger Loki x F Avenger reader 

Shout out to @lokisgoodgirl for helping me so much. You’re amazing!

Part of the Winter Warmers Collection

The cool wind felt like a knife as it kissed your skin. You were ill prepared for this whole mission. It was way colder than you anticipated. It started snowing two hours ago, and it was pouring. You were searching for the hidden safehouse. Stark’s newest GPS lead the way. The snow crunching under your boots is the only sound as you look around the vast area. Snow had covered everything in sight. “I have found it.” Loki, your mission partner and the bane of your existence announced in your headset. You hadn’t wanted to go on this mission at all, but everyone else was away on some Hydra sting. You and Loki were the only Avengers available. Of course, it was him you were stuck with. It was always him.

He got under your skin like no one else. He was so cocky. He always thought he was right and he loved fighting with you. If you were training partners, he would push you hard until it ended in a screaming match. Your latest spat had landed you both in hot water. Steve had demanded you spend more time together to get over yourselves. Tony’s outlandish suggestion was for you to sleep together to ease the tension. Yeah right, like that would ever happen. “It’s another mile ahead. You need to hurry.” Loki’s smooth voice through the headset interrupts your thoughts. When you finally arrive at the safehouse, you take in your surroundings. The snow comes up too high on the small cabin. You would be stuck here for a few days. You were about to walk in when a large blue flower catches your eye. “Loki, come out here. Check this out. What kind of flower would survive in this weather?” “Y/N, DON’T!” Loki shouts running toward you as you picked the flower from its position among the glistening snow. But it was too late, the flower emitted a red sticky substance in the air choking you both. He dragged you back inside the cabin. “What was that?” You choke out. “It is a flower that emits a substance that makes you incredibly aroused. If those desires are not acted on, it could kill you. I have only read about them. I have never seen one until now. I tried to stop you, but you would not listen.” “Well excuse me for being curious! It was a beautiful flower!” You place your hands on your hips pacing in the small kitchen. “Wait, wait you said this thing is going to make us really horny and unless we do something about it, we DIE?” You run your hand through your disheveled hair trying to process this revelation. “Precisely.” Loki smirks at you. “Okay, well no problem. I will go in one bedroom; you go in another. We will take care of our little problem. No big deal.” Loki flashes you a wicked smile, “Oh you innocent little lamb.” His laugh fills the tiny room. “What is so funny? It’s just masturbation, Loki. It’s completely natural.” You fail to find the humor in this situation. He is doubled over almost in the floor laughing hysterically. “We can not remedy this situation by merely masturbating, Y/N. You have to reach completion with a partner. ” You can’t be serious.” “I am dead serious. You are going to beg me to fuck you And I cannot wait.” His eyes hungrily trace every curve of your body causing your cheeks to heat. “I would rather DIE!” You yell at him. How dare he? “As you wish, darling.” He smirks as he walks to the fireplace. He waves his hand in front of it. A fire ignites, you can instantly feel the heat. You almost forgot how cold you were in light of this new information. You stomp down the hallway looking for your room. You turn on the light to find a bathroom. A bathtub against the wall, but no shower. This was going to be a long trip. You come out to discover there is only one bedroom, not two. Oh great. How can this get any worse.? You glance around the room noticing there is only one bed. Well, finders’ keepers. You quickly change into your pajamas you brought in your backpack. You crawl into the bed getting warm under the blankets. Stupid flower, Loki is just messing with me. I don’t feel different. Of course, it’s just a joke. You smile to yourself. I can’t believe I almost fell for it. Jokes on him, when he comes in here to discover he will have to sleep on the floor. Thoughts of revenge dance through your head as you fall asleep.

          You throw the blankets off you. It is extremely hot in here. That must be what woke you. Your eyes scan the unfamiliar room finding Loki stripping down to his underwear. “What are you doing?” He looks at you like you are daft. “I am going to bed. What does it look like?” You spread yourself out on the mattress trying to take up all the space. “There’s no room for you. You’ll have to sleep on the floor.” Loki walks toward the bed. His large hands effectively scoot you over. “I am a prince. I will not sleep on the floor. You don’t need to either. We had a long journey today. You need proper rest.” He gets on the bed beside you. You can feel the heat radiating off him. “Are you burning up too? It’s so hot in here.” you complain. “It is actually rather cold in here. It must be the flower starting to affect us. Remember my words, Y/N. I will not touch you, until you beg me.” You groan trying to get comfortable in the bed that is too small for both of you. “Very funny. I feel fine. Sex is the last thing on my mind.” You close your eyes wishing for sleep to find you again. You lay for hours before going into the bathroom. Your breasts feel heavy. You are so wet, and you hadn’t been thinking of anything to achieve it. God, you were so aroused. Maybe Loki wasn’t lying after all. But he has to be. Maybe not about the flower, but about the sex thing. Why couldn’t you just rid yourself of the affliction? You slide your hand in your panties. Fingers find your clit. It feels nice, but it is not enough. It actually seems like the more your fingers work, the worse you feel. Your skin is on fire. You almost feel sick. Perhaps you would die from this. You go back to the bedroom, giving up on curing yourself. Loki sits up, a wolfish smile on his face. “Are you feeling alright, pet? You look flushed.” You lay back on your side of the bed turning on your left side to face him. “I tried to take care of it by myself, but it didn’t work. I feel so much worse. I don’t know how much longer I can take this. I am so hot. I can’t stand it. Why aren’t you feeling like this?” He throws the blanket off himself revealing his arousal. “I am aching, pet. I can make it stop. You only have to ask me.” “In your dreams, Loki. I’m going to lay on the floor now. It will be cooler.” You bring your pillows to the chilled floor. It only soothes you for a minute. You’re sure this fever will never break. You rub your thighs together, stifling a moan. You check to see if Loki heard you. He hadn’t, thank God. He must be asleep. You can’t even think of sleep. The only thing on your mind is release. You try to keep your mind occupied, but it’s no use. You are positive you’re going to die any second now. The ghost of your impending orgasm must possess you, because it’s definitely not you waking Loki. You lean over him shaking his arm. “Wake up.” He rolls over, lust filled eyes roam your body. “Did you have something you wanted to ask me, Y/N?” “Please Loki?” “Please what, pet? I know not what you ask of me.” God, he’s so annoying and so attractive? How had you not noticed before? Okay maybe you had noticed during training when his large, muscular body had you pinned under him, or when he was teaching you how to use daggers. You knew he was hot, but usually your annoyance with him outweighed any attraction. But right now, when there was an ocean in your panties, when his hair hung down in messy curls, when he looked at you like he would devour you whole, the attraction was undeniable. “Loki, please I NEED YOU. Please touch me. Please fuck me. Please, I am begging you.” His eyes darken as he pulls you on the bed. “I thought you would never ask.” Loki’s lips crash into yours. He kisses you hungrily. His tongue begging entrance, you accommodate him, tongues gliding against each other. You pull his hair wanting to be as close as possible. He reluctantly breaks the kiss. With the wave of his hand, both of your clothes disappear. He places hard kisses on your neck, sucking the tender skin there. You will have marks in their place tomorrow. He kisses his way to your breasts. His fingers roughly pinching a nipple while his mouth finds the other. Gentle bites on your breasts leave you a moaning mess. He bites and suckles his way to your thighs placing your legs over his shoulders. There is nothing gentle about the way he eats you. His tongue moves in intricate patterns you can’t comprehend. He sucks your clit so hard you see stars. When he slips a finger inside your waiting heat, you shatter. The mantra of his name hasn’t left your lips. He kisses your thigh before positioning himself at your entrance. He plunges inside roughly. One strong hand grips your hips as he claims you. “Feels so good. Oh gods, Y/N.” Long strands of raven hair brush your cheeks as he thrusts into you. He rests his forehead on yours staring intently in your eyes. “Knew it would be good, never imagined it’d be this good.” He pants. He moves his head to the crook of your neck praises spilling from his lips. “Perfect, you’re so perfect.” He moves his hips faster hitting exactly the right spot. You squeeze your legs tighter around his waist as you both unravel. Loki’s breath comes rapidly while he studies your face. “Do you still hate me, Y/N? Considering everything that occurred today, I would not blame you.” You place a soft kiss to his lips. “I never hated you, Loki. I always thought you hated me.” Loki laughs incredulously. “Darling, I was afraid to be close to you. That is why I acted so cold toward you.” You take his hand in yours. “Since we are stuck here for at least another few days, we should get to know each other better. Let’s just see where this goes.” Loki pulls you into his arms while you make a silent wish for more snow. Who would have thought Tony’s idea would work after all?

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[cypherverze]

CHAPTER FIVE

Hardest Part of Ending is Starting Again

an avengers x john wick crossover fanfic

You can access the previous chapter here: Chapter Four | Series Masterlist Access

PAIRINGS: avengers x teen!reader (platonic) , tony stark x niece!reader , john wick x daughter!reader , peter parker x female!reader

SUMMARY: After having a self declared immersion in the continental, you began thinking about your life choices. Things that happened in your past and of what will happen in the future, and these thoughts had given you an answer to Tony’s offer.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: hello! here’s chapter five. yay for progress (?) anyways, i hope that you’ll like this chapter. chapter six is already in the works, if i finish them soon, i’ll be able to post it on the weekends. likes, reblogs, and comments are very appreciated. thank you for sticking with my story! as always, pls excuse the typos ><

REMINDERS: this story is pure fiction. i do not own the characters of avengers, spider-man, and john wick franchise. this work is originally written by the author (me), please do not copy or repost my work in other platforms.

WARNINGS: foul language, violence, guns and knives, mention of death

WORD COUNT: 3,155

You almost gave Peter your marker.

Keyword, almost. But after what had happened back at Abram’s warehouse, you felt like it was your last day. You’re not going to lie to yourself though, a man had put a plastic bag in your head, you found it very hard to breathe that you almost past out, and you were thankful that you had managed to get away. You had never expected for Peter at all, of all people to come bursting in the warehouse and helping you. You still find everything crazy.

As you walk along the pavement, the sun was already rising when you had arrived in the continental, you greeted the concierge and grabbed your new set of keys. You just want to rest and sleep, maybe go AWOL for a day or two.

“We have taken it upon ourselves to move you belongings to your new room, Ms. Jovanovich.”

“Alright. Thank you so much.” The concierge nodded.

The new room was much better than the first. You locked your doors and hoped that the repeat of the incident last night won’t happen again, but you’re sure of it. After the stunt that Anya pulled, she won’t be able to enter the hotel anymore. She almost killed Lee, and it’s one of the most important rule in the hotel—no blood in the continental, it doesn’t matter if Lee was saved or not, there had still been a blood spilled in the continental. It’s wise if she should just steer clear, but no matter how much she ran away from it, she’ll still about to get executed by the management anyways.

When you had finished freshening up and changing to some comfy clothes, you laid down on the bed, certainly missing the comfort of it after being seated on a chair for god knows how long that it made your butt numb. You stared at the ceiling, grabbing your blood oath marker on the bedside. You looked at it, and opened it.

“I almost gave you away, huh? It’s hard for us assassins to ask for a help, but if we asked for help from others as a last resort or had been helped by others because they needed to—which is a rare occurrence for the latter, who the hell would help an assassin anyways? It’s silly that we always turn to you as a sign of owing someone for the help that they did for us. A small metal thing as an exchange for their help.” You chuckled.

“I don’t really want to owe someone. But if ever it’s Peter, then it’ll just be alright, I guess? Peter is a far much better choice than those people under the High Table.” You sighed and put back the marker on the bedside.

You’re planning on staying at the hotel for another two more days, and heading back to the avengers compound. At some point, you are considering on accepting Tony’s offer of staying at the compound, maybe you can live with him while your house is getting rebuilt—in which you have to start planning on, and accepting his offer as well in transferring to Midtown. Maybe this can help you get Abram off of your trail, the more you’re surrounded by a lot of people, the better. It’s least likely for Abram to target you out in the open that’s full of teenagers.

You continued on staring at the ceiling, until you felt your eyes closing and falling completely asleep.

It was three weeks later that you found yourself checking out of the hotel in the middle of the night. You were about to leave after two days, but ended up leaving after a whole ass month. You figured out that you needed a couple weeks of silence to yourself. No thinking of everything, just a couple more weeks to be by yourself. Basking in the temporary safety that the hotel gives you before going out again in the real world.

“It’s a pleasure having you with us, Ms. Jovanovich.” The concierge told you as you were checking out of the hotel.

“Likewise. Please send my thanks to Winston.” The concierge nodded.

“We hope to see you again soon.” You nodded and began walking towards the exit.

As you leave the continental, you began walking the direction towards the compound, blending once again into the night.

It was at around five in the morning when you arrived at the compound. You would’ve arrived a bit earlier, but you stopped by for a coffee at one of those 24/7 coffee shop and managed to have a chat with the nice girl that was working the graveyard shift. You pretty much had lost track of time, and when you arrived, you saw Steve doing some laps around the compound, and saw you.

“Hey, where have you been?” Steve said as he gave you a hug, “You’ve been gone for a month.”

“Out on a business trip. Didn’t Friday told you? I left him a memo to pass to you guys when you arrive from your mission.”

“Yeah, we did. But still wanted to know directly from you.”

“I’m back now, no need to worry.” Steve smiled at you and ruffled your hair.

“Good to have you back at the compound, kiddo. The rest of the guys are missing you, you’ve been gone for too long. Especially Tony, been calling you and you never answered, been driving him on the edge.” You chuckled.

“No phones allowed on business trips.” You shrugged and smiled, he laughed.

“Well you go on now and get some rest.”

“Thanks, cap.”

“No problem, kid.” You hugged him and made your way to the entrance.

The compound was still quiet, no sign of any of the team being awake yet. That’s good, you’ll be able to go to your room in silence. You took the advantage while everyone is not up yet, you want to deal with their questions once you’ve fully regained your energy, because some of them won’t make it easy for you.

Arriving to your room, you see Koda sleeping on your bed. You missed your little fluff ball so much. When Koda noticed you, he quickly jumped off of the bed and tackled you. You closed your room to block the noise from coming out. You lift him up and put him down on the bed, you changed into a comfy clothes and joined Koda on the bed.

“Hey buddy, how are you? Were you a good boy while I’m gone?” You ruffled his head, “Hey Fri?”

“Welcome back, Ms. Jovanovich. What can I help you with?” The AI greeted you.

“Thanks, Fri. Was Koda a good boy while I wasn’t around?”

“Yes, Koda was a good dog. Mr. Wilson had taken him out with him for a run every morning while you’re away,” You smiled, happy to know that Koda is getting taken care of amazing people, “He would also accompany Mr. Barnes when he goes to the city, he spends time with Mr. Banner and Mr. Stark on the lab, sometimes Mr. Parker takes care of him.” You smiled, happy to know that Koda is being taken care of amazing people.

“Mr. Stark had built Koda a dog bed inside the lab.” Your eyes widened at what the AI told you.

“Did he now? So much for no animals allowed in the compound, yet he had spoiled Koda by making him a bed, in his lab out of all places.” You chuckled, “Thanks, Fri. That’s all.”

“Okay. Have a good rest, Ms. Jovanovich.”

You laid down on the bed, with Koda beside you, and staring at the ceiling again—it had been your favorite pastime, staring blankly at the ceiling while you contemplate everything that had and will happen in your life. It did felt good to be back home again together with the team. You mentally noted that you needed to talk to your uncle later when you wake up.

It was already 10:30 in the morning when you woke up, you had decided to sleep in and not getting up at your usual time. You stretched your limbs and got out of bed, heading to the bathroom to freshen up. Koda was already waiting by the door and is excited to go out, so you two went out of the room and head to the dining area to grab some coffee.

“There’s our little killer superstar!” Sam’s voice boomed, “Sleeping beauty finally awake.”

“Morning.” You laughed at Sam and greeted everyone, guessing that they just woke up too because they are all just beginning to eat their breakfast.

“Hey pretty girl, come on and join us for breakfast.” Natasha smiled and gave you a hug.

“Lady (Y/N)! It is good to have you back. Friday said that you were away on a business trip, I was afraid that I won’t be able to see you before I leave. How was it? I reckon you had a good time!” Thor said while smiling at you.

You were touched by what he said, it’s rare for you to see Thor in the compound, so you make the best of it. He’s a really fun guy, you get along with him very well.

“The trip was fun,” You said as you sat beside Wanda, “Was productive, at most. Not done with it yet, though. I may be leaving again real soon.” You took a sip of the coffee that was handed to you.

“How soon?” Wanda asked.

“Maybe in two months? Not sure yet, depends.” You shrugged.

“Well, we’re glad to have you back again. This time, in one piece and no scratch.” Natasha said.

“Had taken a few hits, and my wounds had managed to heal back just in time. But can’t speak too soon Nat.” You took a sip of your coffee again.

“Good, you’re here!” You heard your uncle’s voice, “Been waiting for you to come out of your room ever since Friday informed me that you’re already back.” Tony hugged you.

“That’s great then. Needed to talk to you as well about something.” You finished your coffee and put it on the sink.

“Alright, you know where to find me.” Tony left right after he got his coffee.

“Hey buddy, I’m just gonna go and have a talk with uncle Tony, okay?” You pat Koda’s head.

“Speaking of Koda, can we take him with us?” Sam asked.

“Where to?” You raise an eyebrow at Sam.

“Wilson and I will be going out to run on a few errands.” Bucky said.

“Yeah sure, no problem. His leash is in my room, by my shoe rack. You can just go there and get it.” You decided to tease them, “You two gonna be going on a date?” Everyone laughed.

“Hey! You getting back at me with all the spider boy teasing that I made at you?” Sam fired back at you.

“You always both bicker like an old married couple, so…” You shrugged, “Maybe or maybe not. But hey, enjoy your date with Koda!” You winked at Sam and Bucky and left the dining area.

“Hey, guys.” You greeted Bruce and Tony when you entered the lab.

“Hi, (Y/N). Welcome back!” Bruce said as he hugged you.

“Thanks, Bruce. Mind if I borrow my uncle for a while?”

“By all means. I needed a break from him, he’s been cranky the past few days, up until now.” You laughed.

“Care to walk with me around?” Tony nodded at you.

He dropped the tools that he was holding and followed you out of the lab and the both of you began treading the halls of the compound, until you had reached outside. It’s a cloudy and windy day today, so it’s perfect for both you and Tony to take a walk around ghe compound. The surroundings are also quiet, so you both have a little bit of privacy.

“I need to talk to you about something.” You began.

“What is it? Don’t tell me your pregnant.” You slapped you hand at his arm, causing him to laugh.

“No! What the fuck! But hey, I’ve been thinking about your offer.” You sighed, placing both of your hands at the pockets of your sweats, “Of transferring to Midtown and living here at the compound.” Tony smiled at you brightly.

“But I can only live here temporarily, until the house had been finished rebuilding. Which I haven’t gotten onto yet, but I’ll be in touch with some professionals later when we get back inside.” Tony rolled his eyes at you.

“Hmm, don’t you think it’s time for you to move? If you keep on rebuilding it over and over again, those people that are after you would just come back for you there, because they know that you frequent there.” Your uncle reasoned out.

“You know that I can’t uncle Tones. That house holds a lot of memory for me, I can’t just throw it away that easy.” You sighed, “We have already been over this a hundred of times.” You frowned.

“Look, you can’t really blame me for being worried so much for you. I am always worrying about you when you go home. It’s much better if you stayed here with us permanently, where you’ll be around of many people from time to time.” You’re about to say something, but he quickly cut you off, “I know what you’ll say. I know that you can protect yourself, but until up to what extent? You’re a kid, a teenager, I know that there’s one hell of a fighting spirit in you. But don’t you think it feels so much better if you can be at ease and be in a place where you can feel safe? Even at least for a bit?”

Your uncle was making a very valid point. After spending weeks at the continental, you never felt so at ease. It feels good to be in a place where you can at least feel safe. You had been set on not involving the avengers in your business, and maybe you had been too strict with yourself. The people that you’re with, they’re a freaking superhero with actual super powers, they are the people who you can count on. Maybe it’s not that bad in permanently staying in the compound, Koda won’t ever be alone when you go on business trips. Maybe it’s time for a change, I’m sure that if you’re father is alive, he would want you to make the choice.

“Okay, how about we compromise.” You sighed, “I’ll be moving here permanently at the compound, but I want the house to be rebuilt and you’re going to help me with it. I will live here, but I’ll be visiting my house from time to time.” Tony smiled at you.

“I’ll gladly help you with that. We can even put some Stark tech on the house, for safety measures.” You smiled.

“Now that it had been decided, we now move to the second agenda to talk about. About me transferring to Midtown.”

“What about it?” He crossed his arms behind him.

“While I was back at the continental, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I wanted to feel like a normal teenager, I wanted to know what it feels like, just for once. I have been living in fast forward, to the point that I have forgotten what’s it like to have a normal life. I’ve never even set foot on an actual school, I’ve been homeschooled all my life. I wanted to know what it felt like to be surrounded by a lot of people that are close to my age, not with a bunch of old people that wanted me to kill someone for them all the time. I know very well that my life will never ever be normal or peaceful, because none of what I do and involve myself with is normal and peaceful to begin with, it was a choice that I had made, but I would like to experience it at some point in my life. Before the time comes and it gets taken away from me.”

You sighed and looked at the ground while walking and felt an arm around your shoulder. You felt Tony’s gaze linger at you, and you looked back at him, shrugging your shoulders.

“What? You can’t convince me otherwise that it’s not true because it’s really true. It’s the reality of it. It’s the reality of what I do.” You chuckled bitterly.

“No matter what happens, I’ll always be here to support and help you, you remember that, okay? You’re the only memory of Helen that I have, the only blood related, a kin that I have.” Tony pulled you in for a tight hug.

“Speaking of my mom, do you want to come with me and visit them?” You looked up at Tony and smiled at him, “Been planning on visiting them again, and please remind me to get some flowers. It’s already embarrassing enough that their daughter doesn’t visit them that often and when I’ll visit, I always forget bring any flowers at all.” You scowled.

“I would love to, kiddo.” He smiled back at you and ruffled your hair, “So when do you plan on starting school?” You both continued walking.

“Not really sure. Don’t know how it really works.” You shrugged and scratched the back of your head.

“How about we visit the school and take a look?”

“You sure? Aren’t you a big shot or something? Wouldn’t that be weird if the Tony Stark suddenly went to Midtown on a completely random day?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“We’ll go there when the classes are in session, if you want. To avoid a few people.” He shrugged.

“That’ll work.”

“Then it’s settled, we’ll go first thing tomorrow morning.” Tony smiled at you.

“Huh? Don’t you have one of those fancy businesses meetings to attend to?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Yeah, so?” He replied, “I decided to reschedule it. My niece comes first, business second.”

“Wow, I’m touched.” You put a hand on your chest in a dramatic way.

“You should be!” Tony sassed, “Imagine, the Tony Stark rescheduling his business meetings for his niece.” He began walking faster.

“Hey! Wait up for me your old geezer!” You shouted and ran to catch up to him.

“The hell did you just call me?”

When you had catched up to him, Tony quickly put an arm around your shoulder, placing you in headlock and ruffling your hair, looking like a chicken had ran on it, and you were laughing so hard. The last time that you had laughed this hard is back when you’re father was still alive.

You are happy.

Finally happy, and you pray that it won’t get taken away from you in just one blink of an eye.

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𝘏𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘗𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 (𝘚𝘰 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘐 𝘊𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘍𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴)

Paring: Natasha Romanoff x GN!Reader

Summary: Happy Halloween! To celebrate the Holiday, Stark throws his annual party. But when a certain Russian spy shows up in a scandalous costume, only chaos may ensue.

Warnings: Halloween? Cursing, drinking, alcohol, more descriptive kissing? Let me know if anything else needs to be tagged.

You took a deep breath, adding your final touches of green to your face. You were a zombie this year. It was basic, sure, but easy. Wear some dirt-stained clothes and add green splotches to your face. Maybe draw a bite mark on your neck or something if you’re extra. Which, of course, you were.

You walked out of your room and down the halls of the Compound, using the loud sounds of music playing and guests talking as a guide to where the party was. It was Tony’s annual Halloween party, and all of the Avengers were required to attend.

Hence why you were even there.

You bit your lip anxiously, standing awkwardly in the corner of the room, near the door to some hallway. Sure, you could identify every one of your friends in the large room, but they were all deep in conversations with other people. And you weren't gonna drag any of them away from that, you weren't an asshole.

A tap on your shoulder zapped you from your thoughts. You turned to look at the culprit, eyes wide.

"Sorry," she chuckled. "Did I scare you?"

"Natasha." You said aloud, you know, like an idiot. "No. Uh--no. I'm..I'm alright, don't--don't worry."

She laughed again at that. “Well, nice costume.”

“Thanks. I like yours.”

“I went a little basic this year. Clint and I went as Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable last year, so I wanted to do something a little more well known this year.” She explained.

“A..devil?”

She flashed you a smile, doing a small spin. Her short and sparkly red dress—paired with fishnet tights and bright red high heels and a devil horn headband—made her look great.

“Correct.” She grinned. “What do you think?”

“It looks great.” You look great.

“Glad you think so. Did you see Tony? Already hammered.”

“Sounds about right. I still can’t believe Sam and Clint managed to get Steve and Bucky to go as the Teletubbies with them.” You chuckled.

“They look good, though.” Nat shrugged. Then she gave you a devilish grin. “You wanna do something..wicked?”

“Was that meant to be a Halloween joke?”

“Maybe.” She bit her lip. “So..you in?”

“Hell yeah I am.” You beamed.

“Well…we’re standing under the pumpkin.” She said, pointing up with her finger.

“Huh?” You craned your neck back to look up, and sure enough, there was a small pumpkin—most likely made of plastic—hanging from a string off the doorframe.

“Like mistletoe. But Halloween.” She smiled softly, staring into your eyes.

“What..do we do?”

“Kiss me, Y/n.” She leaned in, and so did you.

You kissed her softly, as she rested her hands on your shoulders, your hands gliding down to her hips. You pulled her closer, and she didn’t pull away, the inner part of her elbow against the back of your neck.

She guided you through the doorway and into the hall, never breaking your kiss. She pushed you against the wall, her lips and tongue moving in a rhythm that you desperately wanted to remember.

“Fuck,” you whispered against her lips, and she pressed her forehead to yours.

“Trick or treat,” she whispered, letting out a breathy laugh.

You kissed her again. “Treat,” you chuckled.

She led you back to her room.

Later, in the late hours of the night, or perhaps the early hours of the morning, she pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Though the words were never spoken aloud, you knew what her expression meant. I love you.

“Happy Halloween, Y/n.” She mumbled.

“Happy Halloween.”

A/N: trying out putting the note at the bottom lmao. Happy Halloween everybody! This is a bit shorter (and less structured) than I would’ve liked, but life has been busy. I hope you have a wonderful Halloween, and thank you to everyone who voted on the poll! 💕

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[maladaptive-ninja-returns]

It’s The Avengers (04x09)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Season 4 Episode 09: On A Scale of Ten

Series Summary: Living in the Avengers facility post-apocalypse in a better timeline   Tony Stark has decided to capture every moment by pulling The Office on the Avengers. All of the housemates are pretty used to the idea except for you, who had just come here to finish her degree, and the newest member- Loki.

Warnings: in the wise words of the great Capt. Raymond Jacob Holt: PAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNN

Word Count: We on a holiday today because my muscle spasmed so hard from overworking and my blood pressure rose higher than it should. I deserved this break anyway. So, listen to TOO GOOD by TROY SIVAN before you dive into the Jotun arc. Also....I’m sorry...in advance.

MASTERLIST in bio, darlings. Tags are open (check bio)

The camera in the kitchenette did not move. The camera behind the sofa was frozen in its place as well.  The former had Scott in its frame. The Ant-Man had the ice cream spoon in his mouth, his teeth gripping it hard for some emotional support. You and Loki looked at each other, fixed in time ever since you told him you 'like' liked him. Too much. The camera left Scott out of the frame and zoomed in on Loki as his brows shot up in the softest arch. His lungs took in a stretched inhale, while his ears seemed to turn a bit red. Your eyes looked eagerly for an answer, your head tilting a little forward. Loki covered his mouth with his hand, leaning a little forward. Your brows furrowed, slightly worried for him.  First, it was a snicker, making the camera pan in on Loki's figure while you halted your step. Then a giggle broke out from the God, slowly turning into a burst of wicked laughter.

Your entirety was paused in the waves of laughter coming out of Loki as your eyes tried to follow his head throwing itself back in some elation you did not catch up to. "What in the Nine Realms-" Loki's words came riding the roaring wave, and his face turned into a hue of blue- seemingly from the lack of oxygen reaching his lungs. You looked past him towards Javier's camera, which could see a hint of moisture building up in your eyes while your body tried to figure out the situation. Even Scott raised his head in concern to watch you both. Loki's laughter took one good moment to simmer down a bit. "I have never laughed so much in my life," Loki guffawed, wiping the tears off his cheeks, which were still strolling down from his eyes. He seemed to have caught that lost look on your face. "Oh...oh. Y/N, was this, not a joke? Were you expecting some sort of reciprocatory emotion from my end?" The spoon- wooden spoon- in Scott's hand broke into two. The God's laughter got diluted a bit. His face was still veiny blue. His eyes caught your fazed features again. "You are-" Loki pointed at you with both hands and shrugged- "you. A puny human. And I'm Loki! I'm an almost immortal. By the Norns! I would be at the ends of my wit to think about courting a human! Unless it’s for-“ he brought his hand to the side of his mouth, gesturing a dirty confession- “funsies, for the lack of a better word that Scott taught me.” Scott rolled his eyes and took in an offensive but muted gasp behind the furniture. You took in a breath to bring out some words. But the two times you tried to speak, it felt like your eyes might break the dam any minute. Clearing your throat, you unclenched your fists and questioned him, “So…back in college…um….and in space when that witch….and the pottery class when you…” Words were not able to come out any more. “Oh!” Loki threw his head slightly back in realisation and smiled, “That was just me being cordial, Y/N. Of all the people in this building, you are the most tolerable, darling!” Javier’s camera zoomed in on your face. Something was stuck in your throat before a scoff eventually escaped you. Your shaking fingers vigorously rubbed your forehead and a big toothy smile was stuck on your face. “Damn! I didn’t realise that.” “Don’t beat yourself up,” Loki waved away the air with his hand, “I have that effect on people.” Throwing finger guns at you he turned towards the elevator. “See you at dinner.” The elevator closed with a ding and silence returned to the lounge. Javier’s camera was stuck on your lost figure. The camera behind the sofa took Scott’s figure getting up but not speaking anything for a stretched moment. “Y/N?” He asked ever so softly. "Honey, are you okay?" You turned to find Scott holding the ice cream bucket in his hand, standing behind the sofa. You smiled. The camera could see that intentional stretching of your cheeks to close your eyes with that smile. Anyone could see. "Mm-hmm," you hummed, nodded and walked towards your room without another word. Once again, silence eroded the room

The Elevator The security camera recorded Loki getting in from the Lounge. There was no audio accompanying the visual of the God, his head falling as soon as the doors closed. The recording showed him leaning against the door with one hand while almost stopping the other from punching a hole through it- instead letting his fist rest on the reflective steel surface as veins visibly popped on the screen in the security room.

JOTUNHEIM- A FEW DAYS EARLIER The camera was lying on the ground at a bizarre angle, focusing on a pair of familiar silver bracelets that hit the ground in pieces. Someone picked the camera up from the ground, bringing into focus Javier's haunted face before turning towards the King's hall.  The hall was a bloodbath. Bodies lay on the floor of Jotuns who planned a coup against their King. Some heads were even severed to the point of no return. The sound of repeated punches being thrown somewhere in the hall seemed to be the only sign of life besides Javier. The camera turned towards the sound and carefully moved towards the familiar figure; Loki, standing over Helblindi, landing one last punch to his already disfigured face before bringing it closer to his. The camera panned in on Loki's Jotun form; bloodied face emanating a rage-filled gleam through those red eyes at the Jotun he held in a death grip. "Where. Is. She?" Loki hissed through his teeth. Helblindi winced in the God's grip before a broken-toothed smile erupted on his face. "She is dead, Your Highness," he cackled through the blood in his throat. Loki's rage suddenly went silent. Whispering a three-syllable spell, he let go of Helblindi's throat, picked the nearest sword and walked towards one of the side walls of the hall. "Come on," he muttered to Javier behind the camera. A strain of winces erupted from the Jotun before turning into pain-ridden screams. The camera was already pulling away from Helblindi's body, turning to follow the God's figure as a compartment in the wall opened up for him.

The screams diluted when the camera went through a small corridor on entering that wall compartment. The concrete corridor was lit by small fire torches every few minutes leading through a labyrinth of such paths before one such passage was being slowly filled with snow that came along with the freezing wind blowing from somewhere outside. The passage ultimately led to an opening; that opening leading to the mouth of a cave about three times the size of the Avenger's facility. The first thing that the camera noticed as it came to stand next to Loki was the two huge skeletons lying in a prison-like cage on their left. From the lack of any other remnants on them, they seemed to have been the guest of that prison cell for a really long time. A resonating growl caught the attention of both Loki and the camera. The God ran towards the edge of the cave, which was the end of the cliff wherein this prison was made. The camera panned in to focus on a furry creature with four legs that looked like a sabre-tooth tiger except it was twice the build and had no eyes. The menacing creature ripped apart one of the Jotuns, Kruge, with a guttering growl and threw it down the cliff into the never-ending dark valley below. Panting with a shade of anger, the creature sniffed and looked around for any other threat before turning in Loki's direction and howling at him. The creature then ran into a prison cell, whose bars had seemingly been bent and broken apart, before curling up in a corner. Loki entered the cell. The camera followed. The creature howled again, crying, his body resting defensively on something beneath him. "Lulu," Loki declared, and the creature purred before shifting into the Lulu everyone originally knew. The camera panned in to take in the figure initially hiding under Lulu's monstrous form. It was you, lying unconscious with little chunks of snow frozen on your fingertips, your brows and your hair. Your lips and limbs were turning blue. Your face had bruises over them. Your lip had a cut with your blood frozen in it. "Y/N," Loki dropped his weapons, his hands letting loose and his feet voluntarily covering the distance between him and you in one stride. Before Javier could position the camera, Loki was already on his knees, picking your limp and cold body in his arms. The camera was picking on a hue of an emotion not seen on Loki's features ever before. Fear. His long blue fingers caressed your cheek. "Y/N?" he asked gently, "Hey, Y/N?" His fingers went down your face to your neck, pressing on it gently, looking for a pulse. The colour of fear seemed to grow on his face. The little cameras resting over the prison bars took in the look of concern on Javi's face as he set his camera down on the snow-covered floor. The boy was holding onto Lulu for his dear life, not wanting to hear what his eyes feared. Loki bent down his head to let his ear on your chest, waiting to hear a heartbeat. The usually composed God was slowly taking in shallow breaths, repeating the action of feeling a pulse on your neck, your wrist or your chest. "Y/N?!" his voice broke between the hasty breaths despite his trying to keep as much gravity in his throat as possible. The fear-ridden shallow breaths ultimately were turning into full-blown panic, and those usually intimidating red eyes were now filled with tears. "Y/N, wake up!" he tried to shake you by the shoulders, occasionally cupping his steaming hands to your cheeks. Your hand resting on your stomach eventually fell on the ground under its own weight, adding a digit to the possibility that Loki was clearly not ready to hear. He cupped your cheek, trying his best to hold the sounds originating in his throat. He let his forehead touch yours, exchanging some golden light for a moment before wincing in pain. "No!" a guttural murmur left him, his head swaying in negation. The grunts in his throat were spilling out as if the pain he was feeling was unbearable. The tears just did not stop coming out. A scream followed. His head fell back. His lungs were at the edge of bursting. His cry emanated a green forcefield, destroying everything within a radius of two kilometres. The only ones left standing were Javi and Lulu. Your figure showed no signs of movement. Your being had no clue as to the destruction happening within inches of you; no clue that you would be the reason for the fall of King's throne in the next four minutes; no clue as to how tightly the God held you to his chest still never even having the thought of letting you go. The cave started to rumble. Javi looked around him, his eyes still wet, and inched closer to a lost Loki to get his attention even for a second. "We need to find a way out," Javi signed to a teary Loki whose mouth was suddenly dripping blood. The defeated eyes looked around him- though his arms never moved you away from his chest- and his brows furrowed lightly for a moment. "Come closer," he whispered to Javi and Lulu, and before they could make sense of the question, the camera caught a whirlpool of gold and green, blinding it for three seconds before returning to normal. The scenery had changed. What was once a prison in a cave was now an endless strange-looking forest. Trees with trunks which could house an entire Avengers Facility in them grew up to infinite lengths and yet still received ample sunlight from above. All the trees had buildings built inside them that the lens could see. A few curious eyes came out from the said buildings, others from inside the foot of the trunk. Most of them wore a pale white fabric, rather loosely, and somehow looked familiar to humans save for the green skin. One of the little humans stepped out of the trunk to walk closer to the clearing where you had landed in. In that clearing, Loki was on his knees, bloodied and battered in ways that were not visible on his body. "Se'tiri!" he shouted with whatever force was left in his lungs. His voice echoed through the forest, making that little girl run back to the steps of the trunk. All the curious eyes looked up at that one prominent structure etched quite high in the tree. From it, came a figure landing down effortlessly in front of the God. It was an eight-foot-tall green-skinned creature resembling the features of a human woman. In her right hand was a staff made of wood housing a blue flame which was protected by the wood's branches from every direction. "Se'tiri is not home," the woman spoke with weight in her voice and the touch of a Wakandan accent. Somehow it sounded exactly how nature would sound if it had a voice. "State your business to me, Trickster." Loki loosened his hold on your body to let the woman see your face. "Se'Tara, please. Save her." Se'Tara stomped her stick hard on the forest ground, sending a whirl of dust, wind and a force that easily blew away everyone but Loki and you. "Do not come into my home like we are old friends and then ask me to tend to one of your pets, Trickster!" "She is not-" "My people live in peace here and I shall make sure of it that you do not become a reason for a disturbance." "Se'Tara listen to me-" "Se'Tiri has been grateful to you for saving our lives but I will not tend to trouble that has your face on it-" "Se'TARA SHE IS DYING!!!!" The dam inside Loki broke again, taking the woman by surprise. "Tend to her before she is lost, Se'Tara. She is not a part of the feud between me and you. Please, I will do anything you say. Anything! just save her. Please." Loki carefully kept you down on the ground and let his head drop in front of the Chief. Se'Tara took a step back, not ready to see the sight of the God bowing down. Javi and Lulu too got on their knees and let their heads fall. She took in the site of the three different beings on their knees in front of her begging for the life of a frail creature lying in front of her. And finally, she looked at the frail creature. "Her life force is leaving her," Se'Tara claimed calmly, never easing her defensive posture. "She would require another life force so I can bring her own back-" "Take mine," Loki announced without skipping a beat, his head rising from the ground to let the Chief see those defeated eyes light up behind the tears. "Take mine. Drain it if you have to. Just save her. I beg you." Se'Tara was having a hard time believing the God. But those eyes. The Jotun eyes carrying a mountain of pain in them were what led her to let her guard down. "What is she to you, Loki?" "Everything, Se'Tara. She willed me to live and I would rather explode into atoms than let her die before me. She is the only force in this universe willing me to live, Se'Tara," Loki cried in a whisper before coughing up blood. "Ere'targgar!" Se'Tara shouted into the woods, making a dozen soldiers like her jump down from the trees. "Get her to the healing room," the Chief announced, "and take a hundred years of his life for her healing." Before the soldier came down to her knees in front of the God, Loki was already tearing away his sleeve to let her cut his life vein and trap the golden hues in a bottle. The soldiers moved in perfect sync while Loki watched them take your body to the tree platform above till he could no longer see your figure. .

Hours went by. A Day was Gone. So was another. Citizens of the tribe came by to offer the unexpected guests some food and water. Lulu and Javi ate enough to sustain themselves but Loki did not. He just sat there for the past two days like a statue, waiting for some news on you.  At night Javi and Lulu slept cuddled to each other under the borrowed blanket while Loki still sat in the same spot. On the third morning, some kids played with Javi's devices and Lulu when Se'Tara came down to Loki with some news. "She lives, Silvertongue. Her life is no longer in danger." Loki blinked. For the first time in three days, the God blinked, feeling a smile erupt on his chapped lips. A sigh left his lungs and the God's body went limp, hitting the ground within seconds. Se'Tara tilted her head at the fallen figure. "I didn't even take that much of your life force, dramatic God." .

PRESENT Se'Tara told her soldiers to tend to the God and the lens panned out to reveal the holographic screen where the footage ran. Three empty cans of beer rested on the table. As Loki entered the room, the fourth one was crushed in Natasha's hand as she looked through the screen at the God with eyes red from tears. It did not take much for him to figure out what had just happened. "You found it," he announced, his voice not much above a whisper. Natasha gulped the remaining beer in her mouth before pointing to the live footage of the lounge. "Why'd you do that?" Loki sighed and leaned on the door, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead. "You know why I did that." Natasha threw the crushed can at him, missing him as he instinctively tilted his head away. "Sorry," he muttered, "hit me again. I won't move this time." Natasha growled, picking up her favourite axe from behind the monitors and smashing one of the screens before walking out of the room.

The Dorms The camera followed Tony through the hallway as he stopped in front of your room and knocked. "Hey, pumpkin," Tony announced, sharing a look with the camera, "I got some seasonal fruits that you like." The camera showed the basket in Tony's hand and waited for a few seconds. "Come in, Mr Stark," your voice announced, letting Tony open the door and find you sitting in the dark with just your study lamp on, packing an overnight bag. "Going somewhere?" Tony let his curiosity get the best of him.  "You know Yusuf? His sister's coming over from India and he asked me to come on a weekend trip to the 'burbs with them." You kept packing the stuff laying on your bed into the bag, never looking at Tony. Tony seemed to be aware of that for he exchanged a knowing look with the camera. "The 'burbs! You are really catching up fast on the local language." You chuckled. "Everything okay, honey?" Tony was soft with his tone. "Mm-hmm," you continued with the clothes while you nodded. He took your hand into his and rubbed your knuckles gently. "Are you sure you're okay?" You finally looked up at Tony and the chains inside you broke apart, bringing mist to your eyes faster than the speed of sound. "Can I tell you something?" your voice came out broken, making Tony exchange a worried look with the camera before sitting up straight. "Yes?" "Promise me you won't get mad." "Never," he put his other hand on top of yours. You looked into Tony's eyes and took in a lungful of air. "I liked someone and I confessed my feelings today...to them." Tony nodded, furrowing his brows. "But they don't like me back." Silence. Tony opened his mouth to say something but you cut him before he could start. "And that's alright! It's their choice and I cannot make them like me. I understand that." Tony nodded again. "But-" you looked at Tony, your eyes welling up- "it hurts. It's hurting me a lot, Dad, and it feels like something is crushing my chest." Your tears came out, your voice breaking down into an ugly cry and Tony's eyes went wide with a concern he did not know he carried. "I don't know how to stop it from hurting my heart. Even though I know it in my head, the pain just won't stop!" Without a word, Tony embraced you in a hug, telling you to let it all out. He simply patted you on your back gently, while the camera panned it on his own eyes getting a little misty. "Do you mind..." Tony did not have to say further. The camera walked out of the room, recording the father-daughter duo before closing the door on them.

Facility Rooftop Loki sat on the edge of the roof, his phone dialling someone on speaker. The camera approached him slowly from behind. The God constantly was looking at the horizon in front of him where the smoggy city lay. "Hello?" Peter's voice crackled on the speaker. "Hey, Mr Loki. What's up? Oh! Is Y/N okay? No more episodes today, I hope. Because you told me Miss Se'Tara had said she will only feel the after-effects of the healing for three weeks." Loki's back did not move. He still looked at something beyond, towards the horizon. "Hello? Mr Loki, sir?"

"Peter," the God finally spoke, "it's a ten." Silence. "Take me away from here, Peter," the God's voice was at the brink of overflowing. "Okay," Peter responded with a hint of worry, "I'm sending you the coordinates of the place where you can vent out whatever it is you are feeling." Loki looked at the text that has just popped up on the screen. Within seconds he was gone in the flames of green and gold, leaving his phone here on the rooftop. "And if you need me to acco-aaah! Oh! We are already in the desert." Peter announced over the line before ending the call.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Masterlist - 2023

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𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓤𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓕𝓲𝓬𝓼:

Fanfic Friday 4/28/23

A Rose By Any Other Name - George Weasley X Female (Slytherin/Sirius Black Daughter) Reader; fluff, slight angst

Vet Bills - John Wick X Female (Vet) Reader; fluff, mini angst

Party Games - Steve Rogers X Loki Odinson; fluff, slight angst, Pocky Challenge

Chocolate Surprise - Loki Odinson X Thranduil; fluff

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Alphabetical List -- Updated on 4/28/23 (newly added George Weasley, John Wick, Steve X Loki, and Loki X Thranduil Fics above and below)

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DC | Gotham - Bane (Hardy), Bruce Wayne (Bale), Bruce Wayne (Keaton), Bruce Wayne (Pattinson), Bruce Wayne (Val), Edward Nygma (Carrey), Jack (Heath) Joker, Jason Todd, Jerome Valeska, Jervis Tetch (Gotham), Jonathan Crane (Gotham), Jonathan Crane (Murphy), Klarion Bleak, Maxwell Lord, Richard Grayson, Roman Sionis, Victor Zsasz

CR | Disney - Christopher Robin, Cruella de Vil, Ella (Cinderella 2015), Gaston LeGume (Beauty And The Beast 2017), Jasper Badun

Harry Potter - Cedric Diggory, Draco Malfoy, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Severus Snape

Kingsman - Eggsy Unwin, Hamish Mycroft (Merlin), Harry Hart, Jack Daniels

Marvel | X-Men - Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Charles Xavier, Eddie/Venom, Erik Killmonger, Everett Ross, Harry Osborn (TASM), Heimdall, Helmut Zemo, John Allerdyce, Johnny Storm, Kurt Wagner, Logan Howlett, Loki Odinson (Not the Series), M'Baku, Natasha Romanoff, Otto Octavius, Peter Maximoff, Peter Parker (Andrew), Peter Parker (Tobey), Peter Parker (Tom), Pietro Maximoff, Quentin Beck, Sam Wilson, Scott Lang, Shang-Chi, Steve Rogers, Thor Odinson, Tony Stark, Vision, Wade Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Wenwu

Star Wars | The Mandalorian - Anakin Skywalker, Armitage Hux, Ben Solo/Kylo Ren, Din Djarin, Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Rey

Stranger Things - Alexei Smirnoff, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Robin Buckey, Jim Hopper, Steve Harrington

The Hobbit / The Lord Of The Rings - Aragorn, Bilbo Baggins, Boromir, Dwalin, Elrond, Faramir, Fili, Kili, Haldir, Legolas Greenleaf, Pippin Took, Samwise Gamgee, Thorin Oakenshield, Thranduil

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Kingsman - Jack Daniels - Included/Merge Mansion - Tim Rockford/The Last Of Us - Joel Miller - Included/The Mandalorian - Din Djarin - Included/Wonder Woman 1984 - Maxwell Lord

Miscellaneous -

Assassin's Creed - Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Brothers Grimm - Jakob Grimm

BBC & Enola - Sherlock Holmes

Hell Boy - Red (Hellboy), Abe Sapien, and Agent John Myers

Encino Man - Linkavitch "Link" Chomofsky

George Of The Jungle - George

Ghostbusters (2016) - Jillian Holtzmann, Kevin Beckman

Indiana Jones - Indiana Jones

John Wick - John Wick

Jurassic Park - Ian Malcolm

Scooby Doo (2002) - Shaggy Rogers

The Last Of Us - Joel Miller

The Pirates Of The Caribbean - James Norrington, Hector Barbossa

The Phantom Of The Opera - Erik Destler

Uncharted 4 - Sam Drake, Rafe Adler

X-Files - Fox Mulder

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[mostly-marvel-musings]

Something I always think about is how fucking strong Tony's arms must be. We know he's not the most fit of the Avengers, of course, but think about this: he's a mechanic, he's been lifting heavy car parts and whatnot since he was a kid. Tony - even young!Tony - would be able to lift his girl with so much fucking ease it'd be ridiculous. I could totally picture his girl thinking that this poor teenager wouldn't be able to lift her up and then OH BOI SURPRISE SURPRISE

Strong

Pairing: Tony Stark x F! Reader

Warning: 18+ unprotected sex, smut and some fluff!

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He had you pinned against your bedroom wall, mouth slanted on yours and tongue imploring hungrily as his hands wandered over your curves.

Tugging at his jacket, you let your own hands slide up and around his neck, pulling him closer and making him smirk against your lips.

His kisses drove you insane every time, the perpetual taste of coffee and berries on his tongue and his expensive perfume were intoxicating. The man commanded the every room he was in, owned everyone he laid eyes on, including you.

Tony Stark left you disarmed each time you interacted, his quick wit, dazzling smile and charming personality had won you over in little time that you spent with the genius.

You had seen him work in his lab, laser focused on the task at hand, that wicked little tongue of his peeking out as he fixed a loose part of a machine or his gestures as he spoke to his AI. Although, your favourite would have had to been his black tank top that he wore, the ones that made him look so irresistible, it was hard not to ogle.

The man had strong arms, stronger than you could imagine; toned muscles that popped out and veins that ran thick along the length of his arms, right down to his fingers. Your mind went into sinful places as you watched the billionaire genius invent yet another marvel, you imagined those hands in other places…how could you not?!

Your mind snapped back into the moment as Tony turned you around his arms, chest against the wall and arms that caged you in. His hot breath fell against your ears as he slowly pulled your hair to one side, sliding his hand down the zipper of your dress, undoing it agonisingly slowly.

“Gorgeous girl, my gorgeous girl.”

He whispered, pressing small kisses along the side of your neck as he helped you step out of your dress. He ran his fingers down your bare back, leaving goosebumps in their wake before he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest, making you aware of his arousal that poked against your hip.

Your panties were soaked and eager to be peeled off but Tony had something else in mind. He dipped his hand underneath the thin fabric, making you gasp as his fingers teased your folds, feeling the wetness that had gathered.

“Oh honey you’re soaked. All for me?” He murmured, sucking on an old spot that joined your neck and shoulder while his thumb rubbed your bundle of nerves slowly.

“All for you, Anthony.”

You managed to whisper back, head falling back against his shoulder as you felt an intrusion of his thick fingers against your entrance, stretching your walls for him.

The small whines and mewls that left your lips drove him mad, as did you calling him ‘Anthony’, his cock weeping precum, eager to be buried inside you.

All of a sudden, Tony turned you back around to face him, undoing his pants and freeing his erection that slapped back against his lower abdomen. Sliding your panties aside, he captured your bottom lip with his teeth gently sucking on it before you heard the fabric rip to shreds.

He lift one of your leg up, holding it apart before taking the base of his cock in his hand and gathering your slick on its tip, leaning his forehead against yours and breathing you in.

In a swift motion, Tony had you picked up in his arms against the wall and his cock slid inside your heat, stretching you fully. Your surprised yelp made him chuckle as he carried you over to the adjacent wall, his cock moving deliciously inside you.

“Surprised at your spry older man?”

He flashed you his signature smirk, pulling his hips back almost all the way before pushing his length back inside you, hitting the spot that drove you crazy with his languid thrusts.

He wasn’t waiting for your reply, the way your fingernails dug into his back, pulling him closer and with the way your back arched off the wall with his ministrations gave him the answer he was looking for.

Your legs wrapped around Tony’s hips comfortably, arms around his neck, tugging the soft hair at the nape of his neck while his length drove in and out of your tight heat, each one bringing you closer and closer to climax.

With every upward thrust, your head banged bluntly against the wall, eyes rolled back in pleasure and the sounds of entangled shallow breaths echoing in the otherwise silent room.

It wasn’t long until you felt the coil inside your belly snap and your walls flutter around his cock, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

Tony grunted into your hair as your walls clamped around his cock, making it impossible for him to thrust further, in turn triggering his orgasm as he emptied himself inside you, coating your walls white with his seed.

“Surprised at your spry older man?” He repeated his question, softer this time and a little out of breath while you came down from your highs.

You grinned, eyes still closed in bliss as your walls finally stopped fluttering, your heart thudding wildly as Tony pressed small kisses along your shoulder, still holding you up against the wall.

You managed in a quiet whisper, leaning forward to capture his lips in a searing kiss which he reciprocated eagerly, conveying everything he felt as well in that kiss.

“Utterly in love with my spry older man.”

[buckysimp101]

Love at First Grade (18+) - 11

Single Dad!Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader; Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

chapter warnings: fluff

a/n: the reactions to this fic make my heart SO happy! Thank you to everyone for reading! We have at least 9 more chapters to go, (at least!) and I look forward to sharing it with y’all!

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January

To say that Winnifred Barnes was excited to hear the news that you and Bucky were dating was an understatement. The woman was ecstatic. Bucky swore she was going to take an ad out in the newspaper with how excited she was. Even though you and Bucky assured her that it was still fairly new and that the two of you were interested to see where it would lead. Winnie just brushed the two of you off as she pulled you into a tight hug, kissing you both on the cheek and leaving her signature red lipstick stain in its place. She had even told Avery that she could call her Nana and not Mrs. Winnie if she wanted, that seemed to bring tears to both your eyes. Of course Avery had started calling Winnie ‘Nana’ that very second.

You and Bucky didn’t have to necessarily hide on your dates anymore, especially not from your family and friends, but you wanted to keep it away from the press for just a little longer. Tony had a gala he was hosting for all of Stark Industries’ investors and partners coming up in February and he had invited you and Bucky. That’s where you planned to officially tell the world about the two of you. You both knew it would be a high-coverage event and it would allow you to be more in control of the story. It also gave the two of you a little more private time to just bask in that new relationship glow. 

Avery and Becca LOVED that the two of you were dating. They’d graduated from calling the two of you Mr. Bucky and Ms. Y/N, to just Bucky and Y/N, obviously Bucky was still Mr. Barnes while Avery was in his class. What excited the girls most was the number of sleepovers they got to have. When the two of you were sneaking around you each hosted a sleepover or two that led to more than a few longing gazes as the other came to pick up their daughter but now all of you got to have a sleepover. The first time that Becca and Avery found out that Bucky would be staying at your place too? The squeals erupted as they told him he could play horsey with them, and they’d have a tea party, and he could be the King and you could be the Queen. That night after the girls had gone to bed, the two of you laid awake for hours. Occasionally making out, never going so far as to actually have sex, you weren’t quite ready to risk that with two nosey girls just down the hall, but the pillow talk led to some interesting reveals.

For example, you told Bucky that your favorite color was blue like his eyes, he’d blushed at that. He told you his was green, like the color of the sweater you wore at Avery’s birthday dinner, you blushed at that. You revealed your birthdays to each other, after realizing you hadn’t talked about it before, and Bucky was pleasantly surprised to find out yours would be easy to remember. August 3rd was a special day after all, seeing as it was Becca’s birthday too. You both knew the six year old would get a kick out of that when she found out. You shamed him for not telling you that his birthday was in just a couple months and told him that the two of you would definitely celebrate it, a wicked wink, a promise of another raunchy night to come, thrown in his direction. 

It wasn’t until the girls went back to school after winter break that some drama made its way back into your lives. You received a call one day from Bucky that Avery had been involved in a tussle alongside Becca and that you’d have to come in for a parent-teacher conference with the other parent. It was also your first time learning about the incident with Ethan back on the first day of school, Becca, Avery and Bucky stuck to a strict “snitches get stitches code” apparently. When you finally huffed your way into Bucky’s class at the end of the day he could tell that you’d had a long day at work and that you were hoping he’d been joking about the conference. Bucky frowned at the look on your face, he’d have to help you get rid of it later, especially since he wasn’t truly upset with Becca or Avery.

Your eyes caught on Avery and Becca sitting close to each other, Steve sitting at the head of the circle, and Ethan and his mother, the woman who’d put on the fake breathy voice that first day of school. 

“You’re late, Ms. L/N,” the woman snapped, shaking her head to get her hair out of her eyes. Alyssa looked quickly at Bucky, almost as if she was waiting for his praise at her quick mouth, but his frown only deepened as it slowly turned into a scowl. A twin look appeared on your face almost immediately and that’s when Bucky saw it. The same look he received after your first night together, the same look Dot got when she tried talking to you all those months ago, and the same look he knew you gave annoying businessman as they groveled at your feet for help. Bucky couldn’t lie, while he never wanted to be on the receiving end of that glare ever again it turned him on beyond belief.

“You run a Fortune 500 company every day and you’d be, let’s see here,” you looked at your watch hastily, “a minute late too, Ms… I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name,” you retorted before having a seat in the open spot next to Avery and Steve, not even bothering to pay attention to Ethan’s mom giving you a truly wicked look and trying to give you her name.

“Thank you for joining us, Ms. L/N, I know how hard it can be with your work schedule ramping up and we really appreciate you making it,” Bucky said, laying it on extra thick to make sure you could pick up on the slight sarcasm and silent wish that he’d make it alllll up to you. You nodded your head and crossed your leg as you looked at Steve to start. Steve began by telling you what he had been told of the situation and he then gave each of the kids the chance to talk about what had happened.

Becca took the reigns for most of the girls’ side and she told everyone that she and Avery had been playing on the playground at recess when Ethan had come up and started picking on Avery, specifically how small she was, and it ended in Ethan pushing Avery, where she lost her balance and landed on the ground hard, scraping up her legs in the process. And of course Becca wasn’t going to let that slide. So in true Barnes fashion, Becca had shouted, “why don’t you pick on somebody your own size, Ethan and leave us alone!” Ethan took that to mean he should pick on Becca and he went to push her down by the six year old moved quicker. She stomped on his foot, yet again, and pushed him down instead. Before Becca had even finished her story Ethan’s mom was practically in hysterics about how Avery started it and how she should be punished and that Becca should be grounded for her actions.

If there was one thing Bucky Barnes hated, besides a bully, it was someone trying to tell him how to parent his child. But Bucky let Ethan tell his side of the story, and for a first grader with some obvious issues against those smaller than him, he more or less corroborated Becca and Avery’s stories. But you and Bucky didn’t react the same way Alyssa had. Instead, you remained quiet as Bucky reacted. “Alyssa, one thing you are not going to do, is tell me how to parent or discipline my child. I have always taught Becca to stand up against a bully, and in my eyes that’s exactly what she did. This isn’t the first time Ethan has attempted to hurt Avery, either emotionally or physically, and I will not see it happen again.”

The tone in his voice must have done something to Alyssa because she straightened her back and pushed her arms tight together, as if she were trying to make her cleavage more noticeable. You almost snorted at the action, and covered it with a cough and a cover of your hand over your mouth. Bucky’s eyebrows raised at your reaction, before Alyssa was talking to him.

“James, I didn’t mean to suggest that you couldn’t parent Becca, I just think…if she had more of a…woman’s presence around, she’d be less likely to react in such a way. And I am more than willing to help,” there went that fake breathy voice and the use of his first name again, this time coupled with a low blow. Bucky’s teeth clenched and he swore he saw your eyes alight with…was that jealousy? Along with the tightening of your jaw and the crossing of your arms. So Bucky assessed the situation, and did what any sane man would do.

“You are way out of line, Ms. Williams. I think, no I know that I have done a perfectly fine job raising Becca, and she’s definitely not wanting for ‘a woman’s presence’ as you so delicately put. Baby, what do you think?” Bucky directed the last question to you, purposely outing your relationship to this woman who’d been openly flirting with him moments before. When he met your eyes he didn’t see the anger anymore, only amusement, and he knew he’d said the right thing.

You uncrossed your arms and nodded at Bucky, an amused smirk before adding, “Oh I agree completely, sweetheart. Becca stood up for Avery and I will be forever grateful for their friendship. And she is definitely not lacking in the ‘woman’s presence’ department. Teach your son not to be a bully, Ms. Williams. Or maybe you need some lessons in that yourself?” You spat in her direction before looking at Steve as if to say ‘are we done?’ You missed the look of disbelief on Alyssa’s face at the reveal of your relationship. Steve knew better than to get on your bad side and so he told Alyssa that Ethan would receive a week of indoor time instead of recess for his actions, and that Becca would receive a day for her reaction. Ethan whined about his punishment but the girls new better than to be vocal about it to their parents, knowing that Becca had gotten off easy. You nodded your head and went to speak quietly with the girls. Bucky couldn’t hear what you were saying but Alyssa just glowered in your direction before turning her attention to Bucky. He could tell she was ready to lay into him but as her mouth opened you snuck up behind him, wrapping your arm around his waist to pull him close to you.

“I trust if you need those manners lessons you’ll let me know, right Ms. Williams?” You questioned with a sickeningly sweet tone as you cut your eyes in her direction, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. You smirked and motioned for the girls to come to you, your signal that it was time to go, and the girls immediately flocked to your legs before saying a goodbye to Steve and leaving Alyssa and Ethan speechless in his office.

When the four of you were out of view and earshot you leaned down to give the girls a big hug, before looking at Becca and thanking her for sticking up for Avery. Becca puffed her little chest out and responded, “it’s what we do for our friends.”

It really is like looking in a mirror…or maybe a time machine, Bucky thought himself before you were laughing at her confidence and wrestling the six year old into a huge hug. “That’s my girl,” you gushed after mussing up Becca’s hair, the six year old letting out a squeal as you peppered kisses over her face. 

Bucky didn’t even have time to hear Avery’s protests about how she wanted kisses and hugs because he was still stuck on that one sentence. Those three words falling from your lips. “That’s my girl,” repeated in Bucky’s head a million times over. It felt like his whole world had frozen as the sentence kept echoing as Bucky focused on you and your affection and attention towards Becca. It was the same affection and attention you gave Avery, and the same affection and attention you gave him behind closed doors. And suddenly, a train of thought was entering Bucky’s head at breakneck speeds, the platform approaching closer and closer until his mind supplied him with, “I am so in love with this woman.” The realization halting Bucky’s movement even further. 

You and the girls started walking away from him, almost in slow motion, and it wasn’t until you noticed that Bucky wasn’t following you that you turned around and looked at him, one eyebrow raised questioningly as you asked him, “babe, you coming? We’re gonna take the girls to Ellie’s for sticking up for each other, my treat.” 

A little lopsided grin accompanied the nod of his head. Oh yeah, Bucky Barnes was definitely in love.

February

The Stark gala made Bucky nervous. While he knew that he loved you, he hadn’t told you yet. But here you were, announcing your relationship for the world to see. All your friends knew, partially because they’d been there the night everything had started, and your families of course. But the rest of the world? Bucky wasn’t so sure it was something he was ready for but you had assured him this was the best way to get in front of the story and keep it in check. As Bucky sat in the backseat of your car on the way to the gala venue, he couldn’t help but fiddle with his bowtie and take deep breaths. You rubbed your hand in soothing circles on his thigh, your touch calming him down slightly.

“You’re gonna be great, sweetheart. It’ll all be fine,” you whispered as you attempted to soothe his anxiety. Bucky was about to answer when the car pulled to a stop and your driver Stan called out, “alright lovebirds, we’re here! Knock ‘em dead!”

You took one last look at Bucky, making sure he was good to go, and with a nod of affirmation, the two of you exited the vehicle to the blinding strobe lights of camera flashes. As the two of you made your way to the venue’s entrance you were bombarded by questions asking who you were wearing, what company  your next big investment was going to be with, and who you had on your arm. You answered all the questions with ease and when you go to the one about Bucky you smoothly slid you arm around his waist and announced that he was your partner. That led to more flashes and to the crowd getting louder as they asked how long the two of you had been together and other questions about your relationship. You briefly answered the questions with very little details, only giving them the need to know answers, and the two of you were quickly ushered inside. 

The gala went by smoothly. You and Bucky had a few drinks and a few dances and occasionally the two of you entertained others. Sam and Tony both took you for a spin around the dance floor at one point and Bucky was seen dancing with Wanda and Pepper as well. At the bar Sam and Tony had practically threatened Bucky that if he hurt you or ever break your heart he’d have to answer to them, something in Bucky’s gut told him to take that threat seriously. After only being at the gala for two hours you were itching to leave. Bucky didn’t know what had gotten into you, you had been looking forward to the gala since Tony announced it just after Christmas. But sure enough, by 9:00 you were saying your goodbyes and making your way through the venue to your car, towing Bucky along by the hand. 

As you waited for Stan, Bucky saw you shiver, you’d made the decision to not wear a jacket with your dress tonight because “it would throw off the whole vibe, James,” but Bucky could tell you were cold and so he took off his tuxedo jacket and wrapped it over your shoulders. You offered your thanks by standing on your toes and pressing a warm kiss to his lips, the couple of remaining paparazzi caught it if the flashing lights and clicks of their cameras said anything. When Stan pulled up with the car Bucky was opening the door and ushering you inside the warmth of the vehicle. As the two of you headed to his place, where Winnie was babysitting the girls, you leaned your head on his shoulder, inhaling the scent of his cologne and snuggling into his warmth. 

Your perfume invaded Bucky’s senses and it made him want to kiss you senseless but he held back for Stan’s sake. He took your hand in his, rubbing circles on the back of it with his thumb, before asking, “what made you want to get out of the gala so fast tonight, honey? You’d been looking forward to it for months.”

You turned your head to look at Bucky before the smallest tinge of embarrassment crossed your face. You shrugged your shoulders and replied, “I guess I just missed our girls is all, figured if we got out early we’d be home to them before bedtime.”

There was that possessive again. “Our girls.” Bucky’s heart froze again at the words as a shy smile crossed your lips and a lopsided dorky grin took over his. He knew then. He knew he was absolutely in love with Y/N M/N L/N, and he’d do everything in his power to prove when the time was right.

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