#when fanfics starts with Steve doing his family video shift

[steviesbicrisis]

How do I explain to irl friends and family that my happy place is Family video in the late 80s, when Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley are trying to survive their shift as Nancy Wheeler and Eddie Munson joined them, respectively, keep them company and annoy the shit out of them, and their life is easy, no one is dead, how do I explain all of this without sounding like a crazy person?

[crazy-and-kind]

My Wife

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warning: None.

Fluff

A/N: Hey this is my frist fanfic I written. You’ll see many bad grammar on this so, don't be mean about it. Enjoy reading.

Eddie had his hand on the island table and was gazing lovingly at his wife while resting his head on his palm.

She was swinging her arm and cooing at James, their baby boy. The three-person household awoke at eight in the morning to begin the day. Eddie never imagined having a partner when he first got up in the morning. He certainly never imagined having a family.

He was always alone.

He has his bandmates and friends, sure, but he doesn't have a friend or significant other at his side. He continued his lonesome ritual of rising up and going to the proverbial school-gate of hell. He was thrilled to graduate and to have a good job that covers all of his expenses. 

However, he wished he had someone by his side so he wouldn't feel alone. That is, up until his true love entered the room.

In Hawkin, the day was the usual. Eddie was receiving new music discs and stacking them. He was fortunate to be hired at the record store despite receiving numerous rejections due to his reputation. He was overjoyed. When the front door rang, he was standing at the counter, reading a magazine. He froze when he looked up. A girl walked in and was looking at the music disc. She was stunning. He rarely encounters attractive girls in high school. He observes her as she moves through each section and examines several discs. She went to the counter after finding one. Eddie panicked before swiftly calming down.

She said, "I liked to buy this." Eddie gazed at the disc's cover while nodding. When he noticed the cover, his eyes grew wide.

“Never believed you'd enjoy punk music, he remarked. She laughed and said, "Well, yeah..many of my friends were surprised when they heard my mixtape." Eddie grinned. He had never imagined hearing anything more wonderful. 

"I understand their surprise . You appear to be a girl who enjoys pop music, just like everyone else,” he continued. She smiled and turned to gaze at him. He felt anxious because he assumed she would judge his appearance.

She remarked, "Well, I know that you are a fan of metal with the full look”. Eddie chuckled uneasily and said, "Well, that's my taste in music." 

She laughed and said, "Well, you have excellent music taste and aren't like everyone else”. Eddie rang her up while grinning. She gave him the cash when he informed her of the price. 

Eddie followed her figure as she went out of the store after saying goodbye. 

Eddie flung the door opened, "I think I found my soulmate." Eddie stormed into the Family Video store, surprising Steve and Robin. 

“What are you saying?” Steve said, seeming perplexed. 

Eddie remarked, "I met an incredible angel who enjoys varied music.” Steve and Robin exchange puzzled glances at one another. 

"All right, what does that mean?" As she stated, Robin arched an eyebrow. Eddie slammed the counter with his hand. 

“She appreciated punk music. I've never before encountered a girl who likes punk music. And she never commented bad on my outfit.” Eddie said, "I think I met my future wife.

“That's fantastic. Are you going to ask her out then?" Steve said. 

“How should I go about doing that?” Eddie said in a panic, "What happened I screwed up and she never wants to talk to me again”. Never does he ask a girl out. Prior to this, no girls appeared to be interested in him. Any time he approached them, all the girls walked away from him. 

"Let's start by discussing her preferred musical genre. You can  ask about her musical tastes. You already know how to start the conversation”. Robin gives him some suggestions. 

Eddie nodded his head.

Every time she entered the record store, Eddie began chatting with her and asking about her interests in music and activities.

 When Eddie ended his shift, he and she hung out and spoke a lot. When he eventually asked her out, he had never been happier. On their first date, he takes her to a diner. They had a long conversation before he drove her home. He made his way to her door and bade her farewell. She stopped him and kissed him on the check as she walked into her house.  Eddie was stunned for a bit and walked into the van while having a big grin on his face.

They have been a couple for more than three years. Eddie introduced his friends to her. Eddie was happy to hear that his friend likes her, esqually the little ones. Every time they spend time with them, she soon takes on the role of mother in the group. He appreciated how she treated them with kindness and care, which gave him ideas for their future.

In addition to wanting to marry her, he also desired having children with her. He imagines how stunning she will be when caring for their child. Then he made a choice. She will become his wife.

Eddie proposed to her after one of their dates. He was overjoyed when she agreed. Only their friends and family were invited to his and her little wedding. Eddie was ecstatic when she and he decided to move in together. Every day, he ate and woke up next to her. Eddie has never loved someone as much as his wife.

When the time comes for them to start talking about starting a family, Eddie doesn't waste any time getting her pregnant. Every night they make love to one other, hoping she will start to  show signs of being pregnant. After several times, she finally became pregnant. He was overjoyed to finally be able to start the family he always wanted.

Eddie made sure his wife was fine and carried all the burdens so she could unwind. Sometimes he pushes it, but if he starts to be overbearing, she always gives him a piece of her mind. 

Nine months later, their baby was born. His wife shook him awake in the middle of the night and told him that her water had broke. Eddie awoke more quickly than he ever had before and hurried to the hospital. He remained by her side the entire time to ensure that everything was okay. When she went into labor, he was removed. Despite his resistance, he eventually stood outdoors and moved back and forth while waiting. 

She has the baby delivered. As soon as he entered the room, he noticed his wife holding their baby. His baby was crying on his mother's chest. Eddie approached them and noticed his child. He had a boy. He had a blend of his own features and some of his wife. Eddie knew he had succeeded when his son first opened his eyes. Never again would he be left alone, no longer.

“Eddie?” 

Eddie snapped out of his daydream. He noticed his wife staring at him with a worried expression. 

“Are you alright, hun?” she said. 

“Have I ever told you that you are incredibly attractive? Eddie said, declining to address her query. 

She chuckled. Eddie could hear his wife laughing all day. 

She smiled, "Yes, many times.” She approaches Eddie and gives him a lip kiss. 

Eddie replied, "I love you." 

"I love you too."

Ya I finish the story. Hope you like it. Reblog and comment. Have a nice day 👋.

[fruity4lifesanders]

Steddie: First Kiss (no UpsideDown Au)

My first attempt at writing a fanfic! Just some steddie first kiss fluff!

Some language.

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These kids were gonna end up being the death of Eddie. Somehow Henderson had figured out his crush on Steve, let it slip to the other youngsters and now they all keep making faces at him everytime they are around Steve.

He was tired of the little shits constantly nagging him to ask Steve out...which is exactly what had happened yet again just a few moments ago, in mike Wheeler's basement of all places.

They had just been taking a break from making character sheets for a new campaign when Steve was brought up...

"jesus- he's like the straightest guy I've ever seen Henderson! I'm NOT gonna ask him out just to get rejected man! Drop it!" Eddie all but yells, getting flustered at just the thought of Steve.

"you don't know that he's straight though." Dustin retorts

Max quickly interjects "I would just like to say that I know for a fact he is NOT 100% straight. I once heard him mumble about Billy being 'too fucking hot for his own good'."

"See!? JUST TELL HIM." dustin is all but begging him at this point.

Eddie rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. "Doesn't matter Henderson. There's no way he's interested."

Dustin sighs, "erica, care to help handle this?" Glancing over towards where she was sitting.

"Do it or you're straight." Is all she says.

"that's really the best you could come up with? Seriously?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Eddie knew he messed up. You don't EVER challenge Erica.

".....plus I'll tell everyone what I found in your room." Erica looks at him deviously. All the other kids turn to look at him, wondering what she found that could be so bad.

He isn't sure what she found or when she was in his room for that matter but if it's what he thinks.....no-he can't take that risk. His street cred and "edgy cool-guy" image would be destroyed.

So here they were in his van, him driving with Dustin in the passenger seat, and the others piled in the back, on their way to see Steve on his shift at Family Video.

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When they get there, Steve's eyes widen and then narrow as he takes in the collection of kids plus Eddie walking in the door, going from surprised to suspicious.

It had been a slow day, no other customers were in the store, and Robin was off hunting another vhs to put in the pass the time when the junky van pulled up outside.

Eddie walks directly up to the counter and looks at Steve, and Steve's confusion grows as Eddie just stands there.

After about a minute , Steve asks "do you need something?" When he gets no reply he looks back at the kids behind Eddie and says "did you guys break him or something?" With a slight smile, but only half joking.

Then suddenly eddie just lunges forward and grabs the front of Steve's uniform vest, pulling him in and- kisses him?

'EDDIE MUNSON IS KISSING ME' is the only thought replaying in Steve's mind, so surprised that he completely forgets to respond in any way, until Eddie starts to back away, an apology already forming on the top of his tongue, at which Steve promptly puts his hands on either side of Eddie's face and pulls him back into another kiss.

Now it's eddies turn to be shocked, but he quickly returns the kiss. They stay like that for a minute before pulling away just enough to look at each other.

From "ewwww" to "Get a room!" To "FINALLY", the kids' responses vary, but neither Steve nor Eddie really hear them, only breaking eye contact after Robin practically appears out of thin air beside Steve and clears her throat.

Eddie quickly lets go of Steve's vest and steve retracts his hands from Eddie's face, both a little flushed.

Steves the first to break the silence between the two,

"so uh, how's 7 o'clock this Friday? I'll pick you up after my shift..." he throws Eddie one of his blinding smiles.

"oh, uh yeah, that sounds great....uhm, see you then I guess..." Eddie replies, still flustered and unsure of what to say.

He ushers the kids out quickly, glancing at Steve on the way out the door, who was just watching Eddie with a big grin on his face.

As the van pulls away, robin and Steve may or may-not have been holding hands, jumping and squealing like middle school girls...

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End.

Tysm for reading if you did! Please feel free to leave tips for writing. Sorry if it wasn't very good quality it's my first (:

[eddiemunsonisveryhot]

“Metallica , are you fucking kidding me ?!”

Summary: your uncle , Kirk Hammett was apart of the band Metallica. The exact same band your boyfriend Eddie was obsessed with. Sol you had him meet the whole band

Warnings: None just fluff and a very exited Eddie

This is my first fanfic of Eddie Munson so I hope you enjoy it . Re blogs and any suggestions is appreciated. <3

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You had just finished your shift at Family Video and drove to Eddie’s trailer . As you opened the door you saw your boyfriend laid across his couch with Enter Sandman : By Metallica on full blast . After a while his eyes met yours and a large smile appeared on his face . “Hello baby , how was your day ?” Eddie said while running towards you .

“ It was tiring , Steve kept on talking out some girl , Linda I think I don’t know he likes to many girls ,it’s confusing .” Eddie chuckled at your comment. He never really liked Steve in school but since you started dating he and Steve became good friends . “ Oh!” Your sudden outburst made Eddie jump for a slit second before he looked at you confused. “So you how my uncle is apart of the band you like …”

“You meen one of the best bands ever ! Do you realise how good their music is ? It’s-“ you cut him of “ yes I know , you love them” you said you with a chuckle . “Anyway I told him about you and he said … he wanted to meet you”

Eddie’s face lit up with excitement. He suddenly stated kissing your face “I _ love _ you _ so _ fucking _ much” he said in between kisses . After about 20 minutes of listening to him fan girl over your uncle’s band he finally stopped and asked “ so when did he want me to meet him ?”

“ he wanted to meet you at their recording studio… in 30 minutes” his expression was completely blank in pure shock from realising that he was going to meat the lead guitar player in a few minutes “but … and please don’t freak out but Kirk mentioned it to the james and Robert and the whole gang said they wanted to meet you since you was a fan “

It was about 20 seconds of silence . Eddie just stared at you in disbelief. There is no way that he was going to meet one of his most favourite bands ever right ? Suddenly excitement overcame him and he started freaking out “Y/n are you for real ?! Oh my god ! Oh my fucking good ! I’m going to meet Metallica! I have only ever seen them in concerts ! You are the BEST GIRLFRIEND EVER ! I love you so fucking much ! Wait im going to meet Metallica! IM GOING TO MEET METALLICA! …. Oh god what do I wear ?!” He yelled running to him room searching through his wardrobe . You laughed following him and then sitting on his bed watching him looking through his wardrobe searching for some clothes “Eddie you don’t have to wear anything special, they are just people”

Despite what you just said he continued to look through his wardrobe “ but most of my clothes are band shirts and I’m pretty sure they would be offended if I walked in there wearing a black sabbath shirt or a DIO hoodie but I can’t wear a Metallica shirt because I don’t won’t to look like a stalker” you couldn’t help but giggle at his frustration. You have met Metallica a lot because you and your uncle was extremely close . They was actually very chill and nicer than you thought they would be .

“why don’t you just wear your hellfire club t-shirt or one of your flannels … or” you stand up and look at him “ you could wear what your wearing right now . I don’t get why you are making a big deal out of this you look amazing whatever you wear “ you say helping him look through his wardrobe .

Eddie picks out his hellfire shirt and a leather jacket and places it on the bed “ I just want them to like me . Especially because Kirk is your uncle … It’s like when you met Wayne , you got all dressed up and nervous”

“Yes but that’s different Wayne is your godfather as well as your uncle and he’s been taking care of you since you was like 10”

After a while Eddie decided to wear his hellfire club shirt and his black leather jacket. After he got changed you both set of in his van. Halfway there he put Metallica on playing on blast to ‘get him more exited’. While all you wanted to do today was go to sleep after your exhausting shift you was still extremely happy you got him to see the band . You knew how much he loved them. The only problem was that you didn’t know how you could get him a better present for his birthday, which was coming around quicker than you thought

You finally arrived at the studio and Eddie jumped out of his van . This was probably the most exited you had ever seen him . When you both got to the studio door you looked at him “okay please don’t freak out when you see them . I know you love the band but Kirk is my uncle and I can garante that he is going to be telling my dad about you”

Eddie pulled himself together and you opened the door and you walked in. “Hey y/n” James said to you while taking a sip of his tea . Kirk looked up at you “I thought you said you was bringing your boyfriend with you”

“Yeah … I did” you turn round to see that Eddie never followed you inside . You sighed and walked out of the studio and saw Eddie leaning against the door “hey Ed’s is everything okay ?”

“Yeah, I’m fine in just a tiny bit nervous” you smiled at him “thats fine I’m going to be there with you . And they’re really nice”

“Okay” Eddie whispered while holding your hands .As you both walked in and he saw the band he looked at you with a exited facial expression “it’s fucking Metallica!” He whispered to you making you giggle “Everyone this is Eddie , my boyfriend”

“Hi Eddie it’s a pleasure to meet you” Kirk said holding out his hand . Eddie gladly shook his hand “ thank you for having me I’m really happy to be here”

“Eddie’s a big fan of you guys”you smiled siting down on the couch next to Robert . Eddie next you and grabs hold of your hand squeezing it slightly.

“ So Eddie Hellfire Club what is that ?” Lars asks looking at Eddie’s shirt confused since he has never heard of it before “Oh um it’s a dnd club at school me and me friends are in”

“Yeah and Eddie’s in a band” you chimed in. “Really what’s the name ?” james said adjusting his seat so he could see Eddie properly. “Corroded Coffin ”

“So what do you play Eddie ?” James continued to ask “I play the guitar” . James looked at Eddie with a grin and then at the rest of the band “so Eddie do you know how to play any of our songs ?”

“Yeah I can play most of them , I just learned how to play master of puppets”

“Do you want to play with us?” James asked standing up “Yeah!” Eddie said quickly “I have my guitar in the van I will be back in a minute” Eddie said then running out to get his guitar from the van . James and Robert started to set things up while Lars brought out the drum set . While they was getting reading Kirk turned to look at you

“So y/n , Eddie seems nice” he said smiling at you “ oh he’s amazing to me Kirk . He’s a really nice guy”. “I’m glad your happy y/n” you moved closer and gave your uncle a hug . You loved your uncle and seeing him approve of Eddie was amazing.

Eddie then came back into the studio holding his guitar . You then pulled out of the hug so Kirk could stand up and play . “If you want we could sign that for you” James said turning on his amp “would you mind ?” Eddie asked holding out his guitar “Yeah sure” James took Eddie’s guitar and then picked up a white permanent marker and signed his name on the guitar . Then Kirk signed it , then Lars and then Robert did then they handed it back to Eddie

“Honestly thank you guys so muchI love your music” James smiled at Eddie’s comment and grabbed his guitar “Are you ready to play master of puppets ?” Eddie nodded and grabbed his guitar pick . You took out your camera to record Gareth and Jeff are gonna freak out when they see this !

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I hope you enjoyed this . There will be a part 2 where Eddie plays the guitar and Eddie bragging about his signed guitar and showing everyone in corroded coffin the video of him playing with Metallica. If you have any feedback I would love to hear it .

[beebckr]

Don’t go

Gifs not mine - first fanfic -

-disclaimers - violent Billy - sexual undertones - this would be it season 4 part 2 didn’t happen- Billy is still alive- Steve and Eddie are both interested in you- swearing- only a little smut rn-I have proof read a little bit but not the whole thing I just need to get my thoughts in the universe - I’m sorry for anything you don’t like I’m literally trying my best - thanks for being here

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You don’t fancy yourself a partier. You don’t even like to waste any of your precious off days. With working at the arcade and preparing for college next year you have little to zero free time as it is.

BUT unfortunately being a good friend comes first. Because hopefully these guys will be with you till you die of old age a good ways down the road. So when robin and Steve come from next door finishing a shift at family video begging you to wing man and come to a party with them you can do very little to resist both sets of their puppy dog eyes. Which has nothing to do with the fact that you’ve had a crush on Steve “the hair” Harrington since junior year, and you would literally put your life on the line for Robin at any given moment.

“So what do you guys expect me to do at this party anyways?” You lean across the arcade counter already dreading the crowds of college kids you’ll have to avoid at this party.

“Well Robin’s crushing on this girl who’s leaving for Purdue in a month, so if she can manage to actually talk to her then we might not see her for the rest of the night if we’re lucky” Steve says jokingly.

“Steve I think you mean if SHE gets lucky” You high five Steve but Robin quickly shews your hands away.

“ While I appreciate your guy’s confidence in me I’m not even sure Veronica likes me like that so we can’t assume anything will happen. There are a few things I’ve noticed but I can’t be sure and throwing myself at every woman is not exactly a good plan for not looking like raging lesbian”

“ We’ll just have to get you girls alone then at the party so you can work your magic in peace then” You say while switching out the change in the quarter machine.

“What we should REALLY be focusing on if the fact that our good friend Steve is going the be making His Move tonight” Robin says chuckling as she approaches you at the machine.

Steve’s hand slips on the counter that he was holding himself up with.

“Hey Robin I feel like we just talked about we weren’t going to talk about this exact subject just a few minutes ago” Steve glares at Robin, and she just rolls her eyes.

Clearly you’re left out of whatever’s going on, but Steve and Robin are super close and you don’t want to interrupt whatever best friend beef is unfolding in your arcade.

You sigh and hopefully say something that will change the topic “Do you guys think Eddie will be there?”

Steve and Robin both turn their heads to look at you with laser focus

“What, we’re going to need weed right? And he’s not the freak that everyone makes him out to be. He’s actually a real sweetie…” you started your sentence off strong but gradually got quieter because Robin and Steve both seem to be panicking looking between you and each other frantically. “Is something going on with you both that I need to be worried about? I feel like you aren’t telling me something”

“Nope, No, Absolutely Nothing at all that you have to worry your pretty little heart about. We’re all going to the party tomorrow night at 9 and I’ll pick you both up. Okay good great everything’s settled. Robin can you please get the car started outside and I’ll be there in a minute?” Steve says hurriedly to Robin while throwing her his keys.

“Uh Huh sure thing stud” She throws finger guns at him while winking and backing up through the front door of the arcade.

You’re staring at Steve throw a obscene hand gesture at Robin and can’t help but giggle to yourself. How could this absolutely stunning guy be your friend. He’s everything you’ve ever wanted. Funny, caring, sweet, and probably the best singer you’ve ever heard in your life. Not to mentioned everything he’s done for Robin. If it was socially acceptable you’d melt into a puddle just at the sight of him. You unconsciously sigh at your daydreaming. Steve turns to catch you staring at him and your first instinct to turn away rams your face right into the frogger machine.

“Oh shit” you hear Steve say while jogging over to you. “Do you have a first aid kid in the back”

“Oh god no please just let me die of embarrassment and bleed out here” you joke as he wraps his arm around your waist and leads you to a chair in the back.

“YOU’RE BLEEDING!?” His voice higher and louder than normal.

“Jesus Steve I swear I’m fine. I’m just kidding this happens all the time. One of the perks to working in an arcade and also wearing glasses with bad depth perception. I’ll be alright I promise.”

He gives you a concerned look but you pat his hand reassuring him.

You hear honks coming from the front of the arcade and you hear Steve “tsk” with his tongue and it gives you goosebumps.

“Please try to stay in once peace for tonight I’ve got something planned I want you to see.” He pats your hair and kisses your forehead before running out the front door leaving you speechless with your jaw hanging open. He had never done that before. You almost wish he hadn’t because now you know what his lips feel like. Now you’ll never not want Steve’s lips on you. Is it possible to be sexually attracted to someone’s lips.

Keith knocks on the back room door with his cheeseball fingers waking you up from your trance and making you jump.

“Hey I’m closing early so you can leave after you clean both bathrooms, but hurry up because I’m not sitting around waiting for you”. Keith stalks out the door to another corner or the arcade. You never really disliked Keith but his general way of talking always upsets you. The bathrooms got done fairly fast and you were able to make it out of there within the hour.

On your walk home a van passes you but you quickly see the reverse lights come on and back up. They roll down their passenger seat window and you see a familiar face.

“Good evening madam, you seem to be a far way from your kingdom. Fancy a ride home from Eddie the Brave?”

Your laugh turns to a snort as you grab the passenger door and hop in.

You haven’t told Robin or Steve how close you are with Eddie. Not because they would judge you. Definitely not. Maybe it was because you were jealous of how close they both were with each other and you wanted someone like that. Eddie was always real with you. You viewed him as your older punk brother that you had to keep in line and always could count on when you needed him. “Why didn’t you call? I would’ve given you a ride ya know” Eddie says as he starts driving towards your house.

“Yeah yeah I know, but Kieth let me off early last minute and I didn’t want you to have to rush over. Walking home is no big deal to me. I barely live 5 minutes away by car” You relax a bit by putting your feet up on the dash.

“I get it, but walking in the dark? Somebody would snatch a pretty young thing like you in a second. You remember that Ted Bundy guy right?” Eddie’s staring at you and waiting for an answer.

You grab his leg and reassure him “ Yes yess Eddie I’m sorry okay I just wanted to get home. Geez you and Steve keep babying me today. “

Eddie slows down to a stop in front of your house and turns to you. “ I just wanna make sure the most important person in my life stays alive and I don’t think that’s a bad thing. Obviously Harrington feels the same way so you shouldn’t make fun of us for it.”

“Fuck Eddie, I’m sorry I didn’t mean it like that. I know what happened with Chrissy last year. I’ll be safer and I’ll borrow my parents car if I need to next time. Scouts honor. “ You cross your heart and salute him hoping that gets your point across.

He chuckles at you and brings you in for a hug “Don’t worry about it sweetheart. Just wanna make sure I can still see that smile for many more years”

You smile at him but turn to hide your blush and get out of the van “ Hey are you going to the party tomorrow? The one at that girls house by lake Monroe?”

He smiles back while putting his car in reverse “ If you’re there then I wouldn’t miss it for the world”. You watch his van leave until it rounds a corner out of site wondering what mayhem will happen tomorrow.

THE NEXT DAY —————

Morning went by normal for you. Having breakfast with your mom and baby sister. Dad long divorced and not apart of any of your lives anymore, but the whole family seems to be better for it. Your mom went off for a lunch/play date with some of the other moms which left you plenty of time to figure out what I’m gods name you’d be wearing to this even tonight.

All of your friends constantly told you that you can’t dress so this party is giving you heart palpitations. Assuming it’s not a costume party are you supposed to dress hot so you can catch Steve’s attention, maybe cute so Eddie will shower you with compliments all night, or maybe as a third wild card you can dress like a milf an get your ex Billy’s mouth drooling. You can’t control your laughter until you hear your phone ring downstairs.

You run downstairs and pick up the phone “Smith residence” you say in your best customer service voice.

“Y/n is that really how you answer the phone?” Robin makes fun of you over the phone.

“Well yeah what if one of my mom’s work friends call? Not like I’m super close with them Robin am I?” It comes out a lot more smart alecky then you were wanting but it does the trick.

“ okay fair enough, but hey I wanted to tell you that for the party tonight you should wear something RED. Red lipstick, red dress, red bow. The whole 9. The party tonight is a karaoke party and Steve is going to be wearing red so I just wanted to tell you but make sure to be ready at 9. I gotta go but I’ll see you soon y/n . Bye!” Robin speaking in her normal a mile a minute fashion I had no room to interject and I’m 95% certain she never took a breath.

Very very interesting you say as you walk up to your room with a smirk on your face.

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You see headlights approaching your house that looks like Steve’s BMW and your heart lights up. Per Robin’s suggestion you wear your signature Marilyn Monroe lip with a cute A line dress that’s shorter than you’d like which makes it perfect. Your mom did your hair in the most perfect Jerry Hall curls and if looks could kill you’d be deadly. You kiss your mom and sister goodnight as you run out of the house to meet Steve and Robin.

As you approach the car parked in your driveway you see Steve and Robin are having a conversation so he hasn’t seen you yet. You slow your pace and slowly tap on the glass of Steve’s window. You look down at him while swinging your purse and coat waiting for him to say something. He stares into your eyes for the longest time but slowly his eyes drift lower over your curves that your dress perfectly accentuates. You see his Adam’s apple bob and he turns forward and runs his left hand through his hair while his right hand grips the steering wheel tighter.

Perfect

Just the reaction you were looking for. Steve still hasn’t said anything when you grab the back drivers side door and crawl in the back seat.

“ y/n I know Steve hasn’t said anything but I think you look positively radiant. Not a star in the sky could compare yourself to your beauty. Is that what you were thinking mr Harrington?” Robin teases as Steve shifts the car into drive and just agrees with a quick

“Yep, something like that” not making eye contact with you the whole drive to the party.

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Steve parks in the grass at the party and Robin races I’m before you both. Steve turns to you and lightly grazes your hand to get your attention. “ hey um *clears throat* I wanted to let you know even though Robin said it first you do look amazing tonight, AND every other night too I don’t mean that you don’t always look “

You put a finger up to his lips to stop his babbling

“ Thank you Steve, I think you look amazing tonight too.” You drop your hand and walk confidently in front of him into the party not far behind Robin.

You see she’s already found her POI which you’re assuming is Veronica who she was talking about yesterday. And when she looks your way you give her two thumbs up .

“ Hey stranger”

You tighten your fist as you turn around. Dreading this conversation but also knowing it was inevitable. “Hey Billy, nice to see you here” you say through gritted teeth. You and Billy never really got along. Not to say he didn’t bang your brains out from time to time in the not too distant past. If that’s what you’d call a relationship then you both were certified exes and enemies now. Billy never took rejection well.

“Not that I don’t love the view I’m seeing tonight y/n, but what miracle has happened that you blessed us here with your presence”

“ yeah haha Billy very funny I was invited here same as you.” You try to brush him off and move in deeper to the party when he grabs your arm and pulls you back.

“You know that’s funny that you say that y/n because this party is couple’s only and I can’t help but remember that you a desperately single at the moment. Can’t get a single dick hard to save your life. Must be a damn shame. You know if you’re still having that problem in a month I might have an opening so I can toss you a pity lay if you’re still hopelessly horny with no one to fuck”

You’re equally embarrassed and alight with flame. Tears coming to your eyes as you try to rip Billy’s grip off your arm you feel a chest come against your back and you see a fist knock Billy to the ground. Your two knights in shining armor. Steve and Eddie. Steve turns around and grabs your face with both to check and see if you’re okay. You give him a quick nod that he needed to see and he brings your palm up to his mouth to give it a long kiss while never breaking his eye contact with you. You let out a small sob as Steve lets your hand drop when he grabs Billy by the collar to take him outside. You let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. Eddie is still behind you holding him close to him. His hand gently resting on your chest helping you breathe with him. Smelling his leather and weed is comforting to you and makes you feel safe. Satisfied that you’ve calmed down enough he brings you to another room in the house so you two can talk. You sit down on the stranger’s bed and fiddle with the bottom of your dress to keep yourself from crying. Eddie crouches down in front of you and takes your fingers and rests them on his face.

“What can I do sweetheart? How can Eddie make it better?”

You close your eyes as you try to hold back a sob.

“You know what I think might help. I think you need to be distracted.”

Eddie starts pressing soft, gentle kisses on your fingers

“Eddie, please”

Eddie smiles as he takes your pointer finger and slowly puts it in his mouth.

Your eyes pop open immediately

Eddie holds your stare as he starts sucking on your finger and starts circling it with his tongue.

“Eddie” you say a little surprised because you did not expect your best friend to be doing this to you at a strangers house after your ex berated you and your crush is beating him up outside. But reality snaps back to you as Eddie adds another finger to his mouth.

You let out a slight *gasp*

“Use your words sweetheart. I’ll stop whenever you want.”

You weren’t sure you wanted him to stop, but you should right? You love Steve. It was wrong to use your best friend like this. You’ve told him about your feelings for Steve. Right as you open your mouth to say something Steve comes in the bedroom door and closes it abruptly behind himself.

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Holy Shit (ronance fanfic)

A small little fic about Robin and Nancy getting together:)

It was a thankfully slow day at Family Video as Robin and Steve worked their shift together. Robin was building a new cardboard display case for a shipment that was supposed to have arrived hours ago. Everything was always moving in slow motion at this job, though, and Robin enjoyed it thoroughly. Meanwhile, Steve couldn’t even bother to look busy as he slumped in the one old raggedy chair that Keith allowed them to have. It was pouring rain outside, the windows rattling from thunder every so often. There were probably going to be at least 2 more customers coming in before they closed in four hours. Mostly just older ladies who shouldn’t be driving a car, let alone in the poor weather conditions. Ms. Matheson, a store regular, never rewound her tapes fully, always halfway. It drove Steve crazy, even though he expected it.

“We should have Nancy come by, since it’s so dead,” Steve stated casually as if he didn’t have ulterior motives. He was slumped in his chair, eyeballing Robin for any type of reaction. It was clear that she had feelings for Nancy. After everything that had happened at Starcourt the four of them had formed a bond. Hanging out together most days, sometimes including the kids.

“Don’t start,” Robin replied while flinging a piece of cardboard at him. It narrowly missed his head and landed on the dirty carpet behind him. “She’s my friend and straight, if you’ve forgotten. I’m not gonna indulge in whatever you’ve cooked up in that head of yours.” There was another boom of thunder, drowning out Steve’s exasperated sigh. It was the same conversation they’ve had about twenty times since Steve had picked up on Robin’s feelings. 

“It’s just...sometimes when she’s looking at you. She’s looking at you. Ya know?” Steve explained. He was entirely convinced that Nancy felt at least something more than friendly for Robin. The two acted differently around each other. “And she knows you’re a lady lover. Maybe you’re like her gay awakening or something,” he finished, causing Robin to raise an eyebrow at him from across the counter. 

“Whatever you say, Dingus.” It was clear that Robin didn’t believe a word he said. “Now, can you make yourself useful and hand me the duct tape,” she gestured to the roll that was out of her reach. He rolled his eyes as he passed it over to her.

He didn’t have the heart to mention that she was building it upside down.

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Robin was beginning to lose her mind at a rapid rate. It was clear Steve was going to be no help in the situation as he sat on the far end of the couch, minding his business. 

The three of them, minus Johnathan, had decided to have a casual Friday night movie marathon. That was nothing out of the ordinary, except the minute Steve flicked the lights off and started ‘A Nightmare on Elm Street’ Robin’s brain almost short circuited. Nancy, who was previously sitting a good distance away, curled into Robin’s side like it was the most casual thing in the world. She wiggled around enough that Robin had no choice but to wrap an arm around her small shoulders. They were now fifteen minutes into the film and Robin couldn’t process anything that was happening. She knew that her body was rigid and stiff, almost like a statue, but it was impossible to relax. What was Nancy doing? Sure, they had hugged before and the occasional times they’ve had to sit closely. Nothing like this had ever occurred, though.

Nancy seemed relaxed and engrossed in the movie. Robin had been side-eyeing her. Meanwhile, Steve continued to act like nothing strange was happening. Although Robin knew that he was fully aware of the situation at hand. The asshole was probably feeling pretty smug currently. Robin would’ve thrown popcorn at his stupid hair if her arm wasn’t already occupied. Despite the growing anxiety, it felt good to have Nancy against her. The girl was warm and small enough that she fit perfectly under her arm. Nancy’s arm that wasn’t wedged between them was laying gently across Robin’s stomach. It was all so...intimate. Robin had no idea what to think of it. This was the closest she had ever been to another girl before. On top of the fact that she had feelings for said girl. 

That thought alone filled her with guilt almost immediately. Nancy was probably used to cuddling up to her girl friends like this, why should Robin be any different. The fact that Robin was a lesbian probably wasn’t even a thought in Nancy’s mind. The girl had taken the news in stride when Robin had slipped up and came out accidentally a month ago. Here Robin was, though, catching feelings for an innocent straight girl. A straight girl who was currently happily tucked into her side. Shit.

Robin stood up abruptly, dislodging Nancy and causing Steve to startle slightly. “Um, I have to pee,” she mumbled out unconvincingly before taking off down the short hallway. When she was finally locked in Steve’s small bathroom she let out a sigh of frustration. It was times like these that she wished she could just be normal. It took another few minutes to calm herself down enough but she knew she had to return to the couch eventually. It would look suspicious if she hid in the bathroom all night. 

When she walked back out into the darkened room, Nancy glanced over at her with an unreadable expression. She quietly sat back down and did her best to avoid the two pairs of eyes that she could feel on her every so often.

Nancy kept her distance for the rest of the night.

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A week had passed since the ‘Movie Night incident’, as Steve had dubbed it, and things had only gotten stranger. To Robin’s horror, Nancy had been touchy feely with her every chance she got. Such as, entwining their hands while walking or resting her legs over Robin’s in the car. It was causing Robin to be in constant gay panic mode, which was exhausting to say the least. The more it occurred, the more Steve found it entirely amusing, though. Also, Nancy was always hanging around with them at the Video store. She’d stop in and bring them lunch, even if it was just for a few minutes. It was as if Nancy was doing everything in her power to give Robin a heart attack. 

Despite everything, Robin could only feel herself falling harder for the other girl. It pissed her off. She could barely focus when the other girl was around. Currently, she was trying not to stare as Nancy walked into the store with all the kids trailing behind her. Dustin immediately made a beeline for Steve, who was stocking shelves. The others all screamed over each other about which movie to rent. Will, with his sweetheart face, gave a small wave to Robin as he passed. He would always be her favorite of the bunch. 

“Hey Robin,” Nancy greeted casually, a small smirk on her face. She wore that expression a lot now and Robin couldn’t decipher it to save her life. “Sorry for the midday child tornado. I’m dropping them off at the Byers house but they wanted to stop for movies,” she joked. Robin had to swallow around the lump that had formed in her throat and waved her arm dismissively. 

“Please, it’s been bleak around here anyway. The only person I’ve had to talk to was Dingus,” Robin responded, gesturing over to Steve, who was now surrounded by all the kids. He was probably getting ready to hand them over a movie that they shouldn't be watching at their age. Nancy let out a laugh and stepped forward until she was standing directly in front of Robin.

“Yeah, I know the feeling. Especially when I’m stuck watching Mike while our parents are out,” she spoke and then paused, leaning in a bit more. “Although, I am pretty jealous that he gets to hangout with you all day. Even if you have to deal with customer service.” Robin held her breath as Nancy just kind of stared at her with that same unreadable smirk. Before anything else could transpire between them, Max sprinted through them towards the register. The others followed behind soon after, all yelling about her movie choice. Nancy just rolled her eyes while Robin finally let air into her lungs again. The spell was broken after that as they both made their way over to the, still arguing, group.

Robin didn’t miss Steve making kissy faces at her from behind Nancy’s back. He’d seen the whole exchange.

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Another week passed by in much the same fashion. It all came crashing to a sudden halt when Nancy had stopped by the store on a Sunday afternoon. Steve wasn’t scheduled and it was just Robin watching the counter by herself. Nancy had only been there an hour before flustering Robin to her breaking point. 

“Okay!” Robin shouted, causing Nancy to startle and take a step back. They had just finished their coffees that Nancy had gotten them while talking easily. When there was a moment of silence Nancy got that smirk on her face again. The one she’d been sporting constantly the last two weeks. Out of the blue, as if it wasn’t a huge deal, Nancy leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You can’t do that! You’re gonna kill me!” Robin continued to rant. She could feel the heat rushing to her face as Nancy just stared at her with wide eyes.

“Do you…um? Do you not have feelings for me?” Nancy asked hesitantly with confusion in her voice.

Robin sucked in a breath of air so forcefully that it made her cough a little. “What!” she wheezed out, grabbing ahold of the counter. Nancy had the decency to look sheepish as she shrugged her shoulders gently.

“I sort of overheard you and Steve talking about me. More specifically that you...liked me. But now I’m realizing I’m an idiot and probably misinterpreted the conversation,” she finished, taking another hesitant step back from Robin. “Oh god, you probably think I’m a freak now.” Robin just continued to stare at the other girl in shock. “You were just trying to be my friend and I was touching you constantly. I am so sorry,” Nancy ranted while waving her hands around anxiously. It was clear she was working herself up into an all out panic attack.

“Wait,” Robin startled, holding her hand up suddenly. “You were flirting with me?” The statement caused Nancy to stop her pacing and look at Robin.

“Well...yeah. Obviously,” she gritted out aggressively and crossed her arms over herself.

“Do you have feelings for me?” Robin yelped back. Nancy just scoffed and let out a bitter laugh.

“Jesus Christ, Robin, you’re really gonna make me say it? Yes...I like you, a lot. You’re funny and caring and I just feel comfortable around you,” Nancy’s words were mumbled out but Robin caught the whole thing.

“Holy shit, Nance,” Robin breathed out in disbelief. The other girl just looked up and glared back at her. With that look, Robin realized what a dumbass she’d been and smiled widely. Before Nancy could comment on it, Robin gathered all her courage and leaned forward to connect their lips. It took a few seconds for Nancy, who was probably confused, to kiss back. They stood there kissing gently while everything else around them faded away. Robin wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, pulling them as close as possible. She could feel Nancy smiling into the kiss. 

It wasn’t until a few minutes later the sound of the door chiming broke them apart. Luckily, they were behind a shelf so the visitor couldn’t have seen what they were doing. Robin just rolled her eyes as Steve came strolling around the corner, though. Of course he’d make an appearance even on his day off. When he spotted the two of them he stopped dead in his tracks. It only took a moment for him to take note of Nancy’s blush before he smiled widely. 

“You two look like you’re having fun,” he stated. In the next second he had to dodge Nancy’s swatting hands. Robin couldn’t keep the smile off her face even if she tried.

[rightnowyoucanttell]

Hi! Can you please do a steve harrington x henderson! reader fanfic with so much fluff. I don't care about the backstory it can be whatever you want it to be! Your account is lovely!

This account, @aesthetic-harrington is so so sweet, and understanding. I promised them several times that I'd post but life got in the way, I hope you like this 💕 I hope this okay, if not pleaseeee let me know.

Summary: Y/N and Steve have been dating for a year now. Dustin doesn't quite like it but he's not opposed, but a pregnancy was never in the contract...

- ⚠️ warnings ⚠️: mentions of teen pregnancy, angst, contemplation of abortion, eventual fluff!

Series???

NOT MY GIF

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“Henderson...your so beautiful..” his hands ran over your cheek gently, your boyfriend of a year, Steve, laid tiredly across from you. He was still in his clothes he wore to work. His hair messily scattered. The two of you were suppose to rent a movie and then watch it once he got off, but changed.

“You..are soo tired Steve Harrington. You work so hard babe.” You hands removed some of his curls away from his Forehead before coming back to your side. He hummed lightly at your touch, your warm hands touching his cool skin.

"I worked my ass off. Thats why" you both laugh at his remark, he pulls you closer so your torsos are touching he brings your arms to wrap around his body.

"Ohh wow, you rented movies to teenagers who probably just came there to see you, soo hard.." you tease drifting as your fingers twirl his dark brown hair.

Soon, Steve’s chest heaved slightly his body overcome with a heavy sleep, you however were overcome with a strange wave of nausea. It was strange and out of the blue, it was 9:00 at night, this never happened.

You sat on the edge of the bed quietly, glancing over your shoulder to gaze at Steve. He was tired as hell, working late shifts at family video again. That, and having to pick up your brother from his friends, Dustin, before even getting a break after work. You sighed as a brief smile crossed your face. He was so peaceful. So calm. You kissed his cheek. Leaning over the bed without getting up. You got up and went walked down the hall to go to the kitchen, passing Dustin's room.

He wasn't supposed to be up this late but, he was reluctantly accepting of you and Steve. When you first told him he was indeed, 100% pissed. The two of you snuck around for months nearly getting caught, but you felt guilty hiding your brothers friend from him. You definitely owed him one. You kept it shut and continued down the hall.

When you reached the kitchen, you got a glass and filled it with water from the tap. You mused out the window as you took a sip, rasing it to your lips before lowering it soon after.

Then it made sense. You didn't want to admit it but, you were going to have too. The dreams, the neasous feeling that never left, and the continent unprotected quickie in Steve's car 2 months ago...

You were possibly pregnant.

The glass in your hand slipped as the nerves overwhelmed your body, your frail fingers felt the glass falling to the floor. And the tiny pieces shattered on the floor, you looked out the window.

What were you going to do? What the fuck were you going to do? How would Steve react?

"..Y/N!" Dustin's voice shook you frome your mental spiral. He stood on the opposite side of the glass, "what you do that for!" He motioned to the glass shards on the floor.

".. it was an accident, you should be more than familiar with the term. Just-" Steve’s figured groggily appeared in the frame of the hallway he frame against the wall, rubbing his eyes," go to bed. Please, ill clean this up."

"Fine." Dustin pattered down the hallway, this time, shutting his bedroom door behind him. The light disappeared from down the hallway.

"What did you do this time, Henderson?" He chuckled. You watched him circle you grabbing the dustpan from under the counter and going to work on his knees, cleaning the glass. You were in shock, how could have this happened.

"Steve?" You asked kneeling infront of him. Placing your hands in your lap, trying to seem composed.

"Yeah?" He responded still scooping the glass pieces from the tile to the pan, ever so gently.

"I -i think im pregnant. And if I am- i don't care if you leave, im keeping it."

Steve stopped sweeping. And eariee silence filled the dim light kitchen. Your mom was at work, Dustin in bed, the only sound was you breathing. Steve kept his head down, a tear formed at your cheek. His lack of response worried you.

"..is it mine.." He slowly started sweepig again. You were shocked. Of course it was his, who's else would it be.

"I'm not even sure there's an it, yet Steve. But, yeah, of course it would be yours who else am I sleeping with," you whipped a tear from below your eye.

"Y/N, this shouldn't have happened, we were careful, right? I mean. Ah what am I saying, its both of our faults. I love you, so much so that I will do anything possible for this baby. Baby or no baby, im never, " Steve finished sweeping the glass and set the pan on the small table without leaving the floor," ever. Leaving you."

He scooted forward to cradle your face in his hands. Caressing your damp cheek, "i love you. " he said quietly before pressing his lips to yours.

"Love you more, Steve. You know.. youd make a pretty sweet dad.." you drifted off patting his shoulder as you attempted to stand. He just smiled and took your hand as the two of you walked back to your bedroom, to sleep the recent events away, to only be greeted by them in the morning.

Agh idk!! I wanna continue this but idek if this is good

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Use All of Me (P.12)

Title: Use All Of Me (Part Twelve) Summary: Fem!Reader x Dark Mob!Steve Rogers. The Avengers are heroes saving the world but in this AU, they are also permitted by the powers in charge to have less than favorable business underneath their guise of mere superheroes. Steve and Tony are at the helm, keeping their empire’s wealth in check, both devious and perilous if crossed. Steve takes a liking to the reader at a party and it may be her undoing to her autonomy choosing to go home with him. Words: 3,008 Warnings: Dark AF, angst, emotional/mental abuse, smut, breeding, death Author’s Note: ♫ Steve is getting desperate ♫

Part Eleven || Part Thirteen || Masterpost (mobile) || Fanfic masterpost

Tony was pacing in front of the cameras he had up on the large wall when Steve entered the room. Bucky, Sam, Clint, and Rhodey were already down there with Tony, sitting or standing. The general feeling in the room was tension and it was permeating the air.

“Get anything from him?” Tony asked as soon as he caught sight of Steve.

“He didn’t know shit,” Steve said gruffly. “Not that I gave him much time to say anything past admitting he had known she wanted to escape. If he was going to help her, he would have driven her off the property himself and disappeared with her. He would not have stuck around afterward if he had assisted her in any way. He was not that daft.”

“I would beg to differ on that,” Natasha commented, coming to stop in front of the cameras, her eyes searching the screens. “Are you only focusing on New York?”

“Larger cities in the north east for now mainly,” Tony answered, coming to stand beside her. He pointed at the lower right corner of the screens. “I have it set up to follow the main tracks of the Amtrak across the country the longer time passes.”

Bucky came up to Steve and asked, “Her family?”

Steve shrugged, “Her parents aren’t alive. Didn’t mention anyone else really. She was an only child.”

“What about her friends? They could have family in other states.”

“I could look into that,” Clint said. “Facebook isn’t that hard to look through and people are always oversharing on that stupid app.”

“Speaking of her friends… if she says anything she’s heard from you, Steve, about the business, that’s not going to be good,” Rhodey said, looking grim.

Uncomfortably, eyes swept to Steve quickly and he shook his head. “I don’t think she’s concerned about that,” Steve said tightly. “She just… wanted space. And instead of asking, she does some impulsive, unsafe bullshit.” He was working himself up again, his hands resting on his hips tensely. “Absolute horseshit.”

Tony turned from the screens, taking a few steps towards him. Trying to reason with Steve and calm him down, he told him, “Look, Pepper did too when we first got together. It takes a while for them to adjust from the hustle and bustle they were used to, but they do eventually. Unfortunately, Y/N had persistent friends. Stupid, persistent friends at that. But we are going to find her. You’re gonna get your kids back and her.” Tony held up his hand as an idea came, “And on that note, you need to register with the putative father registry.” Steve’s brow stitched in confusion. Tony laughed and said, “Trust me. I did it when I was younger because I was a little loose and needed to know if any of the women I was with – and I was for sure the father – were going to do anything with the kid that would blow back on me. There’s a notice to claim paternity form for a child born out of wedlock. With that, you’ll be notified of any court proceedings, such as adoption or guardianship changes.”

Steve’s jaw clenched at this and Tony said, “I don’t think that’s out of left field that might happen.”

“I’d love to see her try,” Steve said darkly, a deep scowl on his face.

Tony had to smirk at that ferociousness. “Hmm, me too. And good thing about this is that she won’t be notified that you registered. You know, not that she would get a notification anyway because she is AWOL, and it would go to her old address. It also doesn’t need to get notarized.”

He clapped his hands and turned to look at everyone else. “So, we’ll keep these on here. Like I said, the Amtrak cameras are going to go down the three main tracks. If it happens she’s gone for longer, we will start scanning outwards of the northeast on the other cameras. Barton, you got the familial ties. Man, big notes if the family is in a bordering state. Oh, I did get access to Natalie and Yua’s phones, but they are unfortunately turned off. Smart cookies. But if they turn them on again, it’ll light up on this laptop—”

“I’ll watch it,” Natasha volunteered.

Tony nodded in acknowledgment. “Unfortunately, we can’t put out a look out on the license plate because well… it’s Natalie’s car and it’s not stolen if she’s driving it.” He sighed and shrugged, “The rest of us… just on standby I suppose until we get something.”

“Do you want me to handle the meeting tonight with the union?” Rhodey asked.

“I forgot about that. Thank you for remembering,” Tony said appreciatively. “So, yes. And don’t let them try to bully you into giving them a bigger cut. Our deal is set, they just need to give us the money from the trade.”

“Do you have the surveillance video? Of Y/N leaving?” Steve asked him suddenly.

“You sure you wanna watch that?” Tony asked, skepticism lacing his tone. “I don’t need you punching a hole through these screens or anything.”

“No, I want to see it,” Steve said. “I want to see what she left with. Make sure she just didn’t hop in a car without anything.”

“Alright,” Tony said, still sounding uncertain. He walked towards another laptop and opened it, working to pull up the video.

Steve was there behind him, looming. He sat in the chair in front of the laptop, watching Tony rewind to the part he wanted to see. It stopped as the women started coming out of the house. Steve leaned forward, his eyes zeroed in on where Y/N was standing saying goodbye to everyone. He watched until it was just Yua with her and then Natalie came out of the house, a duffel bag over her shoulder and a hoodie and hat in hand. She threw it into her car and they moved quickly to put the coat on Y/N and get her into the backseat of the car. She was adjusting the hat and pulling the hood up as Natalie pulled away.

Tony was right. All Steve wanted to do was grab the laptop and smash it repeatedly on the table to try to quell some of the white-hot rage exploding inside, thinking if Bryce’s dumbass had just been outside, they would have never been able to even get her into the car in the first place. And how Natalie had managed to not be stopped in the house by him made him even angrier if possible. The giant oaf had been watching a movie Wanda told him.

He held it together though, keeping his hand steady as he reached up and closed the laptop with a slight snap but not too hard.

“Well, at least she’s got some clothes I guess,” he said to no one in particular. He pushed the chair back with a loud squeak. “I need to go on a run.”

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“And what? Go back to the city and wait for Steve to find me and beat the crap out of me until I give him information?” Yua asked seriously.

Your mouth fell open slightly at her bluntness. You had asked Yua what she was planning on doing past this as the three of you sat on the back porch of the cabin in the moonlight. When you had suggested going home, she had rose her brows in surprise before saying what she had.

She noticed the look on your face and apologized, “Sorry. That’s just… what’s going through my mind. Filter is a little gone by now.” She held up her fourth beer can sheepishly.

“I don’t think it’s far from the truth,” you said quietly. “So, you’re smart for worrying about it.” You shifted in your seat and admitted, “Steve doesn’t exactly sleep much either. So he’s got more time in the world than most.”

“Insomnia?” Natalie asked.

“No. He doesn’t need to. He would fake it a lot of the time… you know, just to lay in bed with me during the night.”

“That’s kind of romantic,” Yua said and Natalie shot her a piqued look. “What? It is!”

“Or creepy because he wanted to be next to her all the time,” Natalie retorted.

“I think it was a little bit of both. It’s not like he wouldn’t hear me get out of bed even if he was in his study or somewhere else in the house, so it’s not like being right next to me would have made much of a difference in the long run,” you muttered, picking at the blanket. “But, he enjoyed it I think. Lying in bed with me. Snuggling me while I slept. He’d watch TV quietly too.” You chewed on your bottom lip, thinking of how you had enjoyed those moments too, waking up with him there, warm in his embrace. Admitting that out loud though was too hard; like it was fake that you had asked for help.

“Good thing light doesn’t bother you when you sleep. Honestly, I’m jealous of your ability to just fall asleep wherever,” Natalie said, trying to lighten the mood.

“Soaking it up while I can,” you said, giving a halfhearted smile.

“Where are we going to go though? Seriously? We can’t exactly go back to our apartments for our things. I’m afraid someone would be watching,” Yua said and you admired her ability to think ahead like that.

“We could order a moving service. Have them store our things in a storage unit outside NYC. Then after a substantial amount of time, have it shipped to wherever we move to,” Natalie suggested before she sighed heavily. “How am I going to get a good recommendation for a job by just quitting?”

“You could call and tell Brett the truth. Well, not who we are running from, don’t want to get anyone else involved, plus you know… they are already going to be mad about Y/N leaving with secrets. So no need to incriminate them when they’re already expecting it. On the off chance they do find us, not having gotten them in trouble with the law will probably bode well for us. But anyway, you know… tell Brett that you’re helping a friend escape an abusive partner.” Yua suggested. The two of you were staring at her in astonishment and she shrugged. “What? That’s what I was going to do with my boss. I can work from home completely. I already do it half time. He just needs to mail me a laptop and we already have WiFi here. Thank god, I would die without Netflix.”

“You astound me sometimes,” you told her, a wide smile on your lips. And it was quickly replaced by tears of gratitude and she reached for your hand, grasping it tightly. “No, it’s fine. I’m just… overwhelmed. I didn’t want you guys to have to uproot your lives for me.”

“We’ve been friends for a decade. Plus, it’s not like I have anything going for me back there anyway except a high paycheck and a string of hard dicks following behind me like dogs and I can get that somewhere else,” Yua responded, taking a swig of her beer as you and Natalie laughed. She gave your hand one more squeeze before pulling away.

“Plus, New York was getting a little tired anyway,” Natalie chimed in. “I’ve wanted to move. Not ideally like this but… I think we can make the best of it.”

Nodding, you said, “We can try.”

You suddenly stilled, your fingers digging slightly into your abdomen.

Yua sat up quickly, “What? What’s wrong?”

“I… I think one of them just kicked,” you said, a slow smile spreading across your face. The two of them immediately relaxed. You shot Yua a look and asked, “Is that too early?”

‘No, that sounds right on time,” Yua said. “Especially for your first one.”

Looking down at your abdomen, you smiled again softly this time. You tried to will them to move again, imagining them sleeping there. You wondered what they were dreaming about.

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Steve thanked Tony for bringing him the sandwich he had placed in front of him, taking a large bite. He was and had been planted in front of the surveillance screens for a long while, only getting the minimal amount of sleep he required and only when someone else was there to watch while he was out. Rhodey had just been watching with him and got up to stretch his legs, also thanking Tony for bringing the sandwiches.

A ring cut into the silence and Steve swallowed before picking up his phone. He saw the number on the phone, recognizing it as Dr. Kamal’s office.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Rogers?” A voice said on the other end of the phone.

“Yes?”

“I am calling from Dr. Kamal’s office. It looks like Y/N has an appointment right now and we were wondering if you were on your way…?”

“Shit,” Steve swore under his breath and said, “No, no we are not on the way. I’m sorry. It completely slipped my mind to call and cancel.”

“Would you like to reschedule? There’s an opening later in the day, there was another cancellation. Or we can look—”

“Look, I’m going to be honest,” Steve cut in. “I don’t know where she is.”

“O-oh,” the assistant said on the phone, stammering a bit at that information. “Like today or…?”

“I haven’t seen her for days,” Steve clipped. “She ran off with her friends. I’m not sure to where. I have not had contact with her. So, I can’t make an appointment because I don’t know when I’ll find her or if she’s coming back.”

The assistant said slowly, “Um, well, I suppose then give us a call when you do know.”

“Will do,” Steve muttered before hanging up the phone.

Steve let out a frustrated sigh, slamming his phone down on the counter. His mind was racing thinking about Y/N missing a check up and something being wrong with the babies, with her, or both. He hated not having control of the situation and not being confident she was being kept safe by him.

He looked to Rhodey and Tony. “It’s time to report her missing.”

“Steve, she’s not missing. The cops won’t—” Rhodey started to say.

“I don’t need the cops. If we get her face out there, someone might call.”

“And if that someone is a cartel or something? Saw her face, kidnaps her or all three of them and then demands ransom?”

Steve shouted, “Then I’ll fucking pay it, Rhodey!”

Rhodey closed his mouth and shot a look at Tony, who merely shrugged in return. Rhodey sighed, knowing that Tony would be acting the same way if it was Pepper who had run off on him and would not be garnering any support to dissuade Steve from it from him.

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Yua came into the cabin quickly, tossing her bags down, startling you and Natalie watching a movie. She stood in front of the TV, blocking the view. “We got a problem.”

“What?” the two of you demanded in unison.

“Your face is all over the place on one of the news channels. I saw it at the mini mart behind the counter.”

Natalie scoffed, “How? Are they saying she’s missing?” Yua nodded and Natalie let out a frustrated noise. “Aren’t those supposed to drop if no foul play is expected? Like… they can easily draw conclusions that you ran off on your own accord. It’s clear in the tapes I’m sure!”

“Money,” Yua said darkly. “They’ll be able to keep up advertisements about it forever probably with all the money they have. Probably banking on everyone wanting to do a favor for Captain America. Who wouldn’t want to be in his debt for a favor? Plus, they’re also playing the ‘she’s not mentally competent’ card.”

“What?” you asked shocked, feeling like you had gotten socked in the stomach.

“You can’t be serious. Just because she’s pregnant?” Natalie demanded.

Yua said nothing which was answer enough.

“How will I go to a hospital?” you asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

Natalie assured you quickly, “You can use an alias when they admit you. And when we bring you in, we will have a hood on and a hat, just like when you left. Hopefully there won’t be a lot of people in the ER. Upon discharge, your real name would be attached to the records but under HIPAA you’ll be protected.”

Yet, HIPAA could not protect you from someone who desperately needed money really.

“But… won’t someone turn me in to Steve?” You could not keep the worry out of your voice.

“We don’t know that for sure,” Yua said gently. “And I don’t think it’s something you should worry about.”

Squeezing your hands together, you focused on your breathing, trying to remain calm and push the thought from your mind. Your birth was still far enough off that hopefully it would die down a little.

“Have you thought more about adoption?” Natalie asked you gently.

You nodded, “Yeah. Can I though if I am not a resident of the state?”

“You can surrender a child – or children, in your case – up to the hospital within 72 hours in most states. I checked,” Yua said.

“Good,” you said, nodding. It hit you suddenly and you asked panicked, “You turned your phone on?”

Yua shook her head and said, “I asked the guy at the station to check it out for me. Slid him an extra five dollars while I went to call my mum on the pay phone, let her know I’m okay. He was confused but he did it.” You relaxed hearing that, as did Natalie. Yua ventured, “Are you sure that’s what you want to do? Adoption?”

You swallowed thickly, avoiding eye contact. The two of them were quiet, waiting for you to figure out how to answer. “I’m not sure,” you whispered, breaking the silence.

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The Tower: Family - 16

The Tower: Family An Avengers Fanfic

Series Masterlist PREVIOUS //

Pairing:  Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 2472

Warnings:  Pregnancy, Smut (Bisexual orgy, watching porn, oral sex, anal sex, vaginal fingering, face fucking, triple penetration, come play)

Synopsis: With new powers, Thor now living on Earth full time, a wedding to plan, and Natasha and Wanda expecting, a lot is changing for Elly and her large and rather unconventional family.  When Elise’s parents try to reestablish connections, Elly questions what being a family actually means.

Chapter 16: Reminiscing

“I think we should all watch porn in the home theater.”

Our whole group had stopped at a cafe on the way home from dropping the kids off and had brunch together.  Something we’d never actually done as a complete group before and was even rare for any of us in general.  It was nice.  Some of the guys ordered mimosas and Bruce ordered four of everything on the breakfast menu.  It felt like the first actual date all of us had been on as a group.

On the way home, we talked about the things we could do with our first kid-free time since the honeymoon.  Of course, most of them seemed to revolve around sex, though there had been a couple of votes for a big group nap and watching all those TV shows we couldn’t watch with the kids there because of their content.  So while Tony’s suggestion wasn’t completely out of left-field, every single one of us was shocked.

“No one wants to watch porn, Tony,” Steve deadpanned.

“Now, now,” Clint said.  “Let’s not table the idea completely.”

“Yeah, Steve,” Natasha teased.  “Speak for yourself.”

“What is… porn?”  Thor asked.

Clint and Tony stared at the god with their mouths open.  “How many years have you been visiting earth and you don’t have porn?”

“I’m more curious that porn doesn’t exist on Asgard,” Bruce said.  “I would have thought that was a universal constant.”

Thor looked at everyone, waiting for someone to explain.  “Nope, that settles it, we’re watching porn in the theater.”

“I don’t want to watch porn in the theater,” Steve sighed.

“Can someone please explain to me what this word means?”  Thor said.

“Porn is basically just material featuring people having sex,” Sam explained.  “In this case, he wants to watch videos of people having sex in the theater room.”

“Oh, erotica,” Thor said in understanding.  “I have not heard that term before.”

“Wait, Steve, before you say no completely, think about this,” he said.  “FRIDAY can flip the floor so that there are no chairs.  Just a great big bed that will fit all of us.”

“It’s not the seating arrangement that I take issue with, Tony,” Steve argued.  “I don’t want to watch porn.”

“Hey, Steve,” Clint said, coming over to him and running his palm over Steve’s arm.  “What if it wasn’t just random strangers?  What if we watch the videos that we made for the others.  Remember when everyone was on the mission and El and I kept fucking all over the place?”

I hummed.  “Those were the days.  Remember when we could just fuck all over the place?”

“We could never do that, Elise,” Steve scolded.  “You and Clint just didn’t care. And now you do.”

“That’s our plan for tomorrow, huh, El?”  Clint teased.

I giggled and nodded my head.  “Aye, me hearty.”

Clint cracked up laughing while Natasha gave him a confused look.

“So how about it, Steve?”  Sam said, coming up behind Steve and running his hand up the super-soldier’s stomach.  “Wanna watch those videos you made for us?  They were very hot.”

Steve seemed to think it over and a smile crept over his face.  “I’m in.”

Everyone else agreed too.  Apart from Thor, everyone had seen at least two out of three of the videos Clint and I had made with the help of Steve and Bruce, and they all seemed eager to see them again.

We filed into the home theater and as we entered the room the chairs all sunk into the floor and a large bed emerged from the ceiling, completely made up.  We climbed into bed and the first of the movies we’d made started up.  It was the one of Bruce and me on the recliner.  My legs were spread and my face was a mask of ecstasy as his fingers moved inside me.  Bruce’s face was set in deep concentration, but his eyes had that green tinge they used to get when Hulk was watching.

“Banner, you were being much more brazen than you usually were,” Thor said, clapping Bruce on the shoulder.

Bruce blushed and ran his hand through his hair.  “Clint and Elise had spent the whole day getting me and everyone else worked up.”

“I wish I had been there, it sounds like it was most enjoyable,” Thor said.

“It was really just a way for me to deal with the stress of what was going on.  The mission was dangerous and I felt pretty helpless,” I explained.  “So Clint was trying to distract me and Bruce because he was on the verge of Hulking out.”

“And I am awesome at sex,” Clint said.

“Is that so, little bird,” Thor said and pulled Clint into a hungry kiss.  Clint has a sudden look of surprise on his face before closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Thor’s neck.

“God, look how young I look,” I said.

“Young and about to come,” Tony teased, walking his fingers up the inside of my leg.

“You do look close, El,” Sam teased.

“And young,” Bucky said.  “Jesus Tasha, why were you pursuing a fetus?”

“I like ‘em young,” Natasha joked, as the younger me cursed and came hard around Bruce’s fingers.

“God that was so sexy,” Steve said.  “When I opened that video on the way down to you, it made me so hard.”

“Looks like it has now too, Cap,” Sam said, massaging Steve’s crotch.

In the film, Bruce has offered his soaked fingers to me and I was sucking them clean.

“I liked your hair like that,” Wanda said.

I giggled.  “Are you saying you don’t like it now?”

“No, I do like it,” Wanda said, breaking down into giggles too.

“Maybe she just means in that sex messed way,” Bruce suggested.

The video switched to one of Clint on all fours and Steve easing a plug out of his ass.

“No,” Wanda giggled.  “That’s not it.  It’s just shorter now.”

“Oh yeah, remember when you cut it all off?  Why’d you cut it again?”  Tony asked.

“Because Riley would grab handfuls of it and nearly yank it out of my scalp,” I said.  “I kinda miss it short.  I liked how it barely took anything to look after it.  I’m thinking about getting a mohawk.”

“Oh, like Carol?”  Natasha asked.  “That would be hot as hell. Do that.”

“Are we really talking about El’s haircut while there’s a video of Steve fingering Clint’s ass playing?”  Tony asked.

“Mm, I think you’re right,” Natasha said.  “I think we might all need to be getting rid of our clothes.”

“Now we’re talking,” Tony said, quickly stripping off his clothes.

The rest of us followed suit, Bruce shifting down, so his clothes just fell away due to their size.  By the time we were all naked, the video was showing Clint on his back and Steve was easing his cock into Clint’s ass.

Bruce crawled over to me and pulled me into his lap.  I curled against his chest and kissed his neck.  Around us the others were doing similar things, kissing as they watched the video.  Bucky had started to slowly finger Wanda and Sam was eating Natasha out as she jerked Steve’s cock.  “You know,” Bruce whispered to me.  “Things have changed so much for me since Asgard.  I feel complete and confident and totally happy.  I’ve never had that before.  But I remember this day, and you and Clint taking care of me when I was so stressed out.  When we got word that everyone was coming home.  I felt so relieved and accepted.  That was the closest I’ve ever felt to how I do right now.  And that was because of you.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Mm-hmm,” Bruce said, slipping a hand between my legs and massaging my cunt.  “You did a lot for me.  What can I do for you?”

“You know what I want right now?”  I whispered.

“I’m guessing it’s something really dirty,” Bruce chuckled.

“I want four dicks in me,” I whispered against his ear.

Bruce circled his fingers over my clit and looked around at the others.  In the video, Steve had started to jerk Clint off as he fucked him and I knew Clint wasn’t far off from blowing his load.

“Thor, Clint, Tony?  Care to join us?” Bruce asked.  “Our girl here wants to be stuffed tight.”

“Is that gonna be safe for the baby?”  Tony asked as he moved over.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned softly as Bruce pushed a finger inside me.  “I’m not even showing yet, none of you will even get close to it.  It’s all protected in its little house.”

Tony chuckled.  “Darling, I am a genius, you didn’t need to dumb it down.”

He grabbed a tube of lube from a compartment at the head of the bed and we moved to the edge of the mattress.  Bruce lay down with his legs over the end of the bed and Clint began to lube up Bruce’s cock.  I straddled Bruce’s waist and Clint guided him inside of me.

“I guess I’m gonna be the one doing the acrobatic stuff,” Clint said, as he lubed up his cock.

“Well, you are the acrobat,” Tony teased.

I started to bounce on Bruce’s cock as I watched the screen.  Steve was pounding into Clint’s ass and jerking him off and Clint arched his back and came all over himself.

Thor stepped up between Bruce’s legs adding more lube, and teasing my entrance with his fingers. As he did Clint began to do the same to my ass.  I moaned loudly and buried my face in Bruce’s neck.

“I’ve got you,” Bruce whispered.

“No,” Tony said, lifting my chin.  “Don’t you want to put that pretty mouth of yours to good use?”

“Yes, Tony,” I moaned.  Thor had two fingers pushing in and out of me along the length of Bruce’s cock, stretching me so I could take him too.  Clint had started adding a second finger into my ass and I was already starting to question what I’d gotten myself into.

Tony teased the head of his cock over my lips. I flicked my tongue over the slit of his cock, and he hummed.  “Come on now, darling,” Tony purred.  “Open wide.”

I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock inside.  I closed my eyes and started to suck his cock.  The sounds of moans filled the room.  Not just from us but from the speakers.  My own desperate moans blasted around us.

I was barely even aware of that, all my attention was on the way my holes were being stretched.

Thor lined himself up and eased in.  My cunt stretched and burned to accommodate him, and Bruce groaned and bucked up into me.  My sounds were muffled by Tony’s cock as he slowly rolled his hips.

When Thor had pushed in as deep as he could, Clint climbed up over me into a crouched position and lined himself up to my ass.  The head of his cock pressed against my asshole.  I moaned, trying to just keep my focus on sucking up and down on Tony’s cock, but as Clint sunk into my ass, I cried out, releasing Tony’s cock.

The four men all gave me a moment to adjust.  On the screen, I was scrambling for purchase as Steve railed into me.  Natasha, Sam, and Steve had formed a train, Steve fucking into Sam as Sam fucked Natasha, and beside them, Wanda was riding Bucky.  I could feel everyone, but none of them could detract from how completely and utterly stretched and full I felt.

As I adjusted, Thor, Bruce, and Clint started to thrust, Tony grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.  I opened my mouth and he thrust back in.

They started slow, letting me get used to them penetrating me.  It danced a line between pleasure and pain, but as they picked up the pace and I started to feel fuzzy and unfocused, it felt nothing but good. Pleasure surged through me and I moaned and gagged on Tony’s cock.

Bruce held me close and Clint pressed down on my back as he balanced above me and thrust into my ass.  “Oh, god,” Bruce moaned.  “Feels so good.  Can feel you.”

“That’s right, Bruce,” Thor rumbled.  “All of us together.”

He ran his large hands around my hips and a spark danced between us, making my muscles clench out of my control.  I came suddenly and without warning, releasing Tony’s cock.  Bruce groaned and his hips stuttered as he tried to keep himself together but it was no good.  He arched his back and came, moaning as he released.

Thor and Clint pulled out and I rolled off Bruce.  I thought they were going to just change position, but Thor, Clint, and Tony just crowded around me, pumping their cocks.  I looked up at them, fuzzy and slightly euphoric.  I opened my mouth and squeezed my breasts together as I arched my back.  They seemed to be trying to time it so they all finished at once.  Each of them frantically pumping their cocks.

Clint finished first, moaning and letting his head drop back as he released in hot ribbons over my stomach.  Thor and Tony weren’t far behind.  Each jerking and releasing over me until I was painted with copious amounts of their hot mess.

As my breathing evened out and I started coming down from my orgasm high, I became aware that not only had the video stopped but the others were just watching us.

“See, Steve,” Tony said, putting the lube back and grabbing some wipes.  “I told you it was a good idea.”

“When you’re right, you’re right,” Steve agreed, taking one of the wipes and starting to help Tony clean me up.  “I have worked up quite the appetite now.  Is anyone else hungry?”

There was the noise of agreement and everyone started to get redressed.  “I say we order sushi and El can take a shower and when it gets here we eat it off her naked body,” Natasha said.  “That’s something we’d never do with the kids here?”

“Why me?” I protested.

“Well, you don’t mind getting messy obviously,” she teased.  “And it’s traditionally supposed to be a woman and Wanda and I have baby bumps and you don’t.”

“How will I eat?” I asked.  “And you know you’re not supposed to eat sushi right?”

“No,” she argued.  “Just no raw fish.  Wanda and I can eat the vegetarian ones or I’ll have the ones with cooked fish.  Plus, we’ll feed it to you.”

I chuckled and relented.  “Alright, I’ll do it.  But you owe me.”

“Don’t worry, mishka,” she teased. “I’m sure we can all work out ways to repay you.”

// NEXT

[mowgliscode]

Tip Jar

This is my first time writing fanfic (or really any complete creative work) so constructive criticism is welcome. The main pairing in Robin/Tammy because I think it’d be nice if the lesbian gets the girl for once. There is side Harringrove but it’s sort of blink and you’ll miss it, though if this goes well, I may write the Harringrove sequel to this.

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Robin heard Steve grumbling as he headed towards the back, dragging the ratted up cardboard box of returned VHSs. Huffing out a sigh of annoyance, Robin turned back towards the front counter to hopefully engross herself in the stylings of Emily Dickinson once more. Unfortunately, her plans were once again interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing at the door as a new customer walked in. She proceeded to press her nose further into the seam of the book.

“Welcome to Hawkins Video! Let me know if you need anything,” She said. Luckily, the video store had a more lax policy for employees that Scoops did. Keith didn’t really care if she was polite to the customers as long as people were still spending money.

“Hi, Robin!” A familiar voice rang out. Uh oh… It was a very familiar voice. Robin pulled the book from her face.

“Tammy!” Robin’s voice sounded kind but her face did not echo the same message.

“How are you? I haven’t seen you since graduation!” Tammy approached the counter with that classic toothy smile of hers, plump lips stretched thin across her face.

“I’m good…uh, you?” Robin responds tentatively

“Great, actually! I opened up a business over in that strip next to Melvald’s?” Tammy gripped the strap of her bag and kind of shrugged her shoulders.

“The fabric store? Mrs. Byers was telling me someone finally bought up that space, I didn’t realize that was you,” She also remembered Mrs. Byers talking about how pretty the girl who owned the store was.

“Yup! It took a while but I finally got it opened! I was a bit nervous about opening it first but after the mall… you know… I figured now would be a good time since there weren’t too many other clothing options,” Tammy runs her fingers through her blonde perm, twirling a curl or two around her finger. 

Robin shrugs, “It is what it is. Might as well make the best from a shitty situation,” Tammy huffs out a laugh. Oh good, she didn’t scoff.

“So, I actually came in to look for a movie, it’s called St. Elmo’s Fire, do you guys have it?” Tammy asks, cocking her head to the side.

“Uh yeah, I’ll get it just uh… just give me a sec,” Robin replies, quickly running to the back.

Following the scent of cheap hairspray and flowery shampoo, Robin quickly finds Steve bent over as he restocks the horror section. His face twists up in confusion as Robin pushes him away from the box of returns.

“Hey! What’s the bi-”

“Shh! Sh! Shut up! Stay here and don’t go anywhere until I say so,” Robin whisper-screams as she digs through the pile, dropping VHSs on the floor as she goes. She pulls up the movie she’s looking for and runs back to the front.

“Robin, what the fuck?” Steve calls out after her as she makes her way back to the register.

“Right here! It just got returned,” Robin smiles as she hands the case to Tammy.

“Oh good! I was expecting it to be out. My cousin’s in the hospital right now so I really wasn’t looking to let him down,” Tammy’s grin stretches from ear to ear as her glossed up lips shine under the fluorescents.

“Who’s your cousin?” Steve calls out from the end of the aisle as he makes his way towards the counter. Robin lets her head hang as he walks up.

“Oh, I don’t know if you’d know him, he showed up in the middle of the year last year,” Tammy says as she digs in her bag, her thick eyebrows scrunching up in concentration.

“Wait, Billy Hargrove is your cousin?” Steve says.

“Yeah, do you two know each other?” She pulls out her wallet and hands Robin a crisp five-dollar bill.

“Something like that,” Steve sighs out, leaning against one of the displays, only to knock over one of the cardboard cutouts. Robin hands a receipt and some change to Tammy as he struggles to set Freddy Krueger back where he was.

“Well, it was nice seeing you,” Tammy says, scribbling something on her customer copy of the receipt. She looks up to Robin and drops the handful of change into the tips jar.

“It was nice seeing you too. I’m honestly surprised you remember me,” Robin says reluctantly. Tammy smiles smugly and rolls her eyes, eyelashes touching her brow bone.

“Of course I remember you, we did literally every partner assignment together. Hard to forget someone like you,” Tammy tucks the VHS into her bag with a wink, “See you next week, Robin,”

“Yeah, see you next week,” Robin practically whispers as she watches Tammy leave the way she came, the sound of the bell ringing out behind her.

“Well, that went well!” Steve congratulates, holding up Freddy’s arm.

“I’ll go get the packaging tape,” Robin begins to stalk towards the staff room.

“Wait up, what she put in the tip jar?” 

Robin hears the rustling of paper and change and she continues forward.

“Uh, Rob?”

“What, dweebus?” Robin snaps from the frame of the staff door.

“Dweebus? Really? You’re gonna wanna look at this, you won’t believe what she left,”

Robin sighs and grabs the packaging tape from off of Keith’s desk.

“What is it?” She says as she approaches Freddy. Steve hands her the crumpled receipt and in loopy sickly sweet letters, she reads what Tammy left.

Call me ♡

869-181-4291

Robin looks up at Steve with a crease on her forehead.

“You’re not gonna call her right?” Robin asks desperation in her voice subtle, but there.

“What? No, she left her number for you,” He responds as Robin crumples up the receipt in her hand. She huffs and tosses it out, shaking her head.

“No, if Tammy were gay, I would know,”

“She seemed pretty gay to me. I mean, I don’t know,” Steve pulls the roll of packaging tape off Robin’s wrist and starts to unravel it. 

“I’m not gay, but I think if she were into me, she would’ve looked at me like that,” Steve places Freddy’s arm to the back of the cutout slightly behind where it was originally.

“You’re not gay? After the way you were asking about Billy, I’m inclined to disagree,” Robin says poking Steve in the side and heading back to her station behind the register. Steve blushes before she leans down to grab her book.

“It’s not like that! I just… feel bad for him you know?” Steve puts the tape between his teeth and pulls, “And besides! You’re evading the topic!” He sets the tape down on the counter and brushes his bangs out of his eyes. “You should call her, I could see it in her eyes, the number is for you!”

“You could see it in her eyes? Need I remind you of our scientific discoveries? You suck at getting girls,” Robin assures.

“Whatever, but I cannot wait until I get to say I told you so,”

Robin rolls her eyes and turns her head back into her book.

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A week had passed since Tammy came in and things at the family video were just as boring as always. Robin was filling out a crossword puzzle “like an old lady” as Steve had put it. Whatever, it passes the time.

The doorbell rings again. Steve’s in the back helping another customer so Robin lifts her head, bringing the customer into view.

“Hey!”

Fuck. It’s Tammy.

“Hi,” Robin smiles timidly.

“How’s work been?” Tammy says as she begins to dig through her purse.

“Uh, good, nothing interesting happened. How are things at your store?”

Tammy makes a face as she rustles around in her bag. She makes a noise of dissatisfaction.

“Pretty good, I’ve been a bit busy with sewing classes starting up but it’s been going really well. Here!” Her face lights up with pride as she presents the rented copy of St. Elmo’s Fire. She could light up the room with that million-dollar smile. Robin takes the VHS gently from her hands, blushing when their fingers touch.

“You looking to rent any other movies?” Robin says as she flips through the clipboard to mark down item returns.

“I think Billy enjoyed the last movie, so sure! I’m not really sure what he’d like, do you have any recommendations?” Tammy leaned onto her elbows, over the counter. Robin’s eyes turned up a bit and could see right down Tammy’s shirt.

“Uh… has he seen The Breakfast Club?” Robin could feel her face heat up. Tammy’s bra was light pink.

“I love that movie! Molly Ringwald is so hot. I don’t know if Billy’s seen it but he’d probably be up to watch it again,” Tammy leaned back from the counter obstructing Robin’s view to her bra. “Are you okay? You look flushed, you’re not getting sick are you?”

“No! Just a little hot. Let me go get the tape for you!” Robin rushed off towards the teen movie section and passed right by Steve and his customer. She pulled the tape off the shelf from where she had placed it a million times to rush right back up to the front.

“I’m not in a hurry, hon.” Tammy laughs out. Robin’s face just heats up even more. Tammy’s already got her wallet out and she places the money on the counter. “You know, I always thought you had a really bitchin’ style,” 

“Thanks, me too. I mean- you have a cool style too not like-”

“I know what you meant,” Tammy grins. “Don’t be afraid to stop by the store, I’d love to see you outside of this place. You can just hang out if you want,” Tammy’s eyes shift away and she scratches behind her ear.

“Yeah, you too,” Robin says before quickly adding, “Like, for real,” She rings up Tammy and hands her the receipt. Tammy’s already got a pen out and is scribbling on the back.

“As much as I’d love to hang, I’ve really gotta run. I’ll catch up with you later!” Tammy snatched up the copy of The Breakfast Club and tossed the receipt in the tip jar again, quickly rushing out the door with the twinkling of the bells punctuating her exit. Robin is left with a furrowed brow and a confused look on her face. Did she fuck up? Does Tammy… did Tammy figure it out? Robin grabs the receipt from the jar once more and reads the note Tammy left.

Gimme a call?

869-181-4291

Robin crumples up the note and tucks it into her pocket.

“You good Rob?” She hears Steve call from the back.

“Never been better.”

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Once again Wednesday rolled around and once again Ms. Tammy Thompson made her appearance at Hawkin’s Video. This time Robin and Steve were playing go fish at the counter, one of the many ways they’ve found to waste time.

“Hi guys,” Tammy announced herself as she walked through the door.

“Hey, Tammy!” Steve waved. Robin smacked him in the stomach. She stared at him like it would make him melt. Steve pushed Robin on the shoulder and continued on.

“How’re things with Billy?” Steve asks and Robin rolls her eyes.

“He’s good, I think they’re gonna discharge him soon now that he’s walking,” Tammy says as she approaches the counter.

“Really? That’s great! You should bring hi- Fuck!” Robin managed to get her foot between Steve’s chair and the counter and pulled it out from under him, sending him to the floor.

“You looking for another movie?” Robin said, leaning towards Tammy. Steve groaned from the floor.

“Uh… yeah, is he gonna be okay?”

“I’m all good!” Steve stood up and brushed himself off like he hadn’t just eaten shit. “I’m gonna check on… a thing! In the back!” He announces as he marches off towards the staff room. Tammy still looks a little suspicious.

“So, what are you looking to watch?” Robin asks.

“Do you have Girls Just Wanna Have Fun?” Tammy says as she reaches into her bag.

“Did he really like The Breakfast Club that much?” Robin said as she accepted the VHS from Tammy. They brushed fingers again. Tammy laughed out loud.

“Oh no, he hated it. He said my taste in movies was shit,” Tammy is smiling now with those same glossy pink lips.

“Sounds about right,” Robin starts to fill out the clipboard before Tammy reaches out and places a hand on Robin’s.

“Can I ask you a question?” She asks as Robin’s cheeks start to burn.

“Yeah what's up?” She responds as Tammy leans in close.

“Are you and Steve together?” Tammy asks accusingly.

“What? No! Never in a million years!” Robin pulls back from Tammy and finishes the form before setting it back on the counter. “Nothing like that. We’re just friends,” She finishes before backing off to pull Tammy’s movie from off the shelf a few steps away. She places it on the counter and starts ringing Tammy up. Robin can feel her blood start to boil. She should’ve known better. “Why, are you trying to ask him out?” Robin says, snatching the money from where Tammy placed it.

“No, gross, I was just curious,” Tammy refutes quickly.

“Really? Then why have you been leaving your number for him in the tip jar?” Robin accuses. Tammy’s face turns bright red.

“Fucking forget it,” She says and presses her lips together tight. She takes the VHS and backs away from the counter. Robin can see her eyes get glossy before she turns to the door and leaves.

“Everything okay over there?” Robin hears Steve ask.

“I think I fucked up,” Robin said, placing her head in her hands.

---

Robin really hadn’t expected Tammy to show up again. After all, she had said that Billy was gonna be out of the hospital soon, She’d probably send him to bring back the movie if he wanted a new one. Surprisingly, Robin was wrong.

Robin hadn’t heard the door open when Tammy came in because she’d been on break but her voice was the most distinguishable Robin had ever heard.

“Hey Tammy, need help finding a movie?” 

Robin heard the telltale smack of a VHS on the linoleum counter.

“No thank you, Steve,” Tammy responded snipply. Robin could hear the sound of footsteps on the carpet turn into the clipping sound of heels as Tammy stalked into the staff room. Robin looked up from her turkey sandwich guiltily. 

“You’re avoiding me,” She accuses. Robin swallows her bite.

“What?

“You’re avoiding me,”

“No, I’m not,”

“Yes, you are,”

“How so?”

Tammy lets out a heavy sigh and leans on the door frame.

“It’s 12:30, I’m on my lunch break,”

“12:30 is the same time I’ve come in for the past two weeks,”

“My shift got switched with Steve’s, this is my lunchtime now. That doesn’t mean I’m avoiding you,” 

“Then why haven’t you called me?” Tammy says disappointedly. 

Robin coughs on her lunch. “What?”

“I left my number for you, twice, why didn’t you call me?” Tammy shifts onto her other foot.

“I thought you left it for Steve,” Robin responds honestly.

“Ah,” Tammy replies, blushing.

“You wanted me to call you?”

“Yeah,” Tammy’s blush started spreading down her neck.

“Oh,” Robin can’t think of a smart response. Robin hears Tammy start to sniffle.

“Um… Billy’s getting out of the hospital on Friday. So, he’ll come in for movies from now on. So… you know,” Tammy’s eyes get that glossy look like they did before.

“Are you okay?”

“C’mon Robin, don’t act dumb,” Tammy rubs at her eyes, getting mascara smudged beneath her lashes.

“Act dumb?” Robin says dumbly.

“I get it, you’re not interested, I’m sorry for making it weird,” Tammy’s wiping beneath her eyes but it only succeeds in making her makeup worse.

“Not interested?” Robin stands up from her seat. 

Tammy laughs bitterly.

“Please just don’t tell anyone I’m gay, Billy’s been through enough, He doesn’t need people bringing up his fag cousin too,” Tammy’s words start to get jumbled together as she avoids eye contact.

“Are you serious?” Robin groans, “Wait no! I mean- for real? You’re gay?”

Tammy doesn’t respond, she just stares from her spot next to the door, makeup smudged across her face. Robin moves away from the seat.

“I had the biggest crush on you! I still do! I thought that you were into Steve,” Robin announces. “I thought you were still into him, that’s why I was acting like an asshole… I’m sorry about that,”

“You’re not making fun of me are you?” Tammy responds sharply, “I’ll kick your ass if you are, I’m not joking,”

Robin just smiles.

“You really are Billy’s cousin, aren’t you?” Robin approaches Tammy and pulls her away from the door, closing it behind her. “For real, you can ask Steve, I hated him when I first met him because you’d always stare at him in history class,” Robin proceeds to the window and closes the blinds behind the desk. 

“What? I wasn’t staring at Steve, I was staring at you! He was just the closest thing to look at whenever you’d catch me,” Tammy corrects her. “And don’t compare me to Billy, that’s just weird.”

Robin can’t help but smile. Tammy smiles back, shy, but still smiling nonetheless.

“You were jealous over me?” Tammy asks.

“Yeah, but it’s okay now,” Robin pushes Tammy up against the desk. Even with heels on and hair teased to hell, Tammy was still a few inches shorter than Robin. 

It was Tammy who leaned into the kiss first. Robin, of course, followed suit. It was inexperienced, and messy, and their teeth clicked together but it was still perfect. Tammy pulled back, placing her hand over her mouth, face still tinged pink. 

“Could you write your number down for me again?” Robin asked.

Tammy let her hand drop and nodded, leaning in for a quick peck.

“You didn’t give my number to Steve, right?”

“Of course not. He’s not allowed to call you anyways, bro-code and all that,” Robin responds, grabbing a notepad and a pen from the desk and handing it to Tammy.

“I have to go soon, my lunch break is almost over,” Tammy says, scribbling down on the notepad. Tammy leans up for one more kiss, tucking the folded up paper into Robin’s pocket before pulling away and heading out the door. Robin follows behind her, abandoning her turkey sandwich and her break. She pulls a random movie off the shelf and hands it to Tammy.

“Oh yeah, that’s kinda what I came in to get, wasn’t it? Cinderella?” Tammy giggles, examining the VHS case. She shrugs, taking it to the counter, pulling out the change from her pocket and handing it to Steve. She pulls a box of Twizzlers from the snack shelf parallel to the cash register and immediately opens it.

“See you later, Tammy,” Steve says, handing Tammy the receipt. She looks around for a pen before pressing a kiss to the paper and tossing it into the tip jar.

“Later Steve. I’ll bring Billy by next time,” She says through a mouth full of candy, turning on her heel and leaving as confidently as she came in. Steve turns to Robin grinning from ear to ear.

“You got something right there,” He says pointing to his mouth. Robin rubs her lips to discover Tammy’s lipgloss smeared across her face.

“Shit, I’m gonna go wash this off,” She replies.

“Oh, and Robin?” Steve calls out as she heads off.

“What’s up?”

“I told you so.”

Robin scoffs, tucking her hand in her pocket, pulling out the note Tammy left for her.

You’d better give me a call this time! XOXO

-Tammy ♡

869-181-4291

[wanderingthroughwonder]

Miranda’s Fic Recs

I’ve been wanting to do this for a while because I just have a lot of fics in different fandoms that I truly enjoy. These are mostly long fics because that’s what I read the most. Fandoms included: Teen Wolf, Harry Potter, MCU, Star Trek, Kingsman, and Avatar: The Last Airbender. Find them below! (Some fanfic spoilers ahead)

So I’m starting with completed fics and then I have a few not completed fics at the end that I’m just really liking.

Embers by Vathara

Rating: Not Rated, Word Count: 704,200 Fandom: A:TLA

Dragon’s fire is not so easily extinguished; when Zuko rediscovers a lost firebending technique, shifting flames can shift the world....

This is an Avatar: The Last Airbender rewrite. It’s Zuko centric and it splits off while Zuko and Uncle Iroh are on the run and Zuko learns of healing firebending. The world building is so good and interesting and the whole fic does a great job of reimagining the A:TLA world. You meet a lot of new characters that are super well written and fit the world nicely.

The Debt of Time by ShayaLonnie

Rating: E, Word Count: 715,940, Fandom: Harry Potter, Ship: Hermione/Sirius

When Hermione finds a way to bring Sirius back from the veil, her actions change the rest of the war. Little does she know her spell restoring him to life provokes magic she doesn’t understand and sets her on a path that ends with a Time-Turner.

This fic is so good and I’ve reread it before. I love Hermione centric fics and this is definitely one. When she goes back in time she goes through school again with the Marauders and it’s so good you guys. I think the fic does such a good job of showing her grow with these new people. The relationships in this fic are so intense and I love them.

Hook, Yarn, Sinker by pprfaith

Rating: Not Rated, Word Count: 65,675, Fandom: Teen Wolf, Ship: Stiles/Peter

Stiles is happy with his store, his hobbies, his friends. Peter’s just trying to figure out how to raise his nieces and nephews without fucking them up too badly.

Paths cross.

This is the first in a series of fics. It’s a Human AU with aged up Stiles and friends but with little kids Derek, Laura, and Cora. This fic is a good time and sweet and honestly low stakes which is so nice to have these days. I think a lot of Steter fics are more intense and I enjoy them but this is such a nice change of pace where you really get to know the characters in these fairly different circumstances. The whole series word count is 161,859.

A Sequence That You Never Learned by AnnaTaylor

Rating: E, Word Count: 64,624, Fandom: Star Trek: AOS, Ship: James T. Kirk/Spock 

“Spock,” Jim breathes out, completely overwhelmed by the gesture—not quite believing that Spock knows him so well, that he’s already started researching, that he trusts Jim with a member of his own endangered species.

When Jim gets it in his head to adopt an eight-year-old Vulcan, Spock presents a logical solution to the issue of Jim’s of humanity: marriage to a Vulcan citizen.

This was one of my first Spirk fics and I honestly love kid fics. Vulcan kids are so different from Jim, but I love the idea that Vulcans still love him anyway. This is such a great Fake Marriage fic.

If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out by mia6363

Rating: E, Word Count: 13,232, Fandom: Teen Wolf, Ship: Stiles centric but technically Stiles/Peter 

Commander Stilinski looks like he fell out of a propaganda video, his armor still smoking as he pulled off his helmet and handed it off to First Officer Argent. He had a few bruises down his neck but his smile was bright.

“Glad to see you safe and sound, Mr. Hale. I’d hate for Derek to lose a member of his family.”

“I told you,” Derek snapped at his superior, “he’s not worth this, Commander.”

This is the shortest fic on my list but I love this take. It’s got a Star Trek vibe and I LOVE how everyone is made into these different aliens. Stiles being human here is so interesting and it reminds me of those “humans are the craziest of the aliens” posts. It’s got multiple POVs and I think they’re written really well and do a great job of coming together.

Where Thou Art, That is Home by ShanaStoryteller 

Rating: Various, Word Count: 94,108, Fandom: Teen Wolf, Ship: Stiles/Derek 

Stiles is 10 when he saves the Hales from their burning home and Derek from a wolfsbane bullet, and this establishes a pattern that seems to continue indefinitely.

“Then he’s facing a burning home, and he wraps the hood of his sweatshirt around his mouth before he pushes the door open and steps inside. There’s Mr. Hale asleep - he hope asleep - on the couch, next to - Stiles thinks that’s his brother but there are so many Hales, who can keep track. He rushes over and starts shaking him, can see the rise and fall of the man’s chest so he knows he’s alive, but he’s not waking up. He shoves away his hood so he can shout, “Mr. Hale! You have to get up, there’s a fire! Mr. Hale, get up!” Nothing, he’s not even twitching, both of them taking in deep even breathes like they’re having the most peaceful of rest, and Stiles is going to cry. “Wake up, wake up, wake up!”

There’s a moment where all Stiles can here is the blood rushing in his ears and not the roar of the flames or the creak of wood, then with a violent, silent pop it’s all back and both men are gasping awake, eyes open and jumping to their feet.”

This is another series! It creates a Hales Survive AU and it’s got BAMF!Stiles. The Hales in this fic are so interesting and it’s an expanded family from what we see in canon. Magic!Stiles is written so well in this fic and things get intense but it’s so good.

Counterpart by sara_holmes

Rating: M, Word Count: 217,400, Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Ship: Steve/Tony 

coun•ter•part [koun-ter-pahrt] [noun] 1. a person or thing closely resembling another, especially in function. 2. a copy; duplicate. 3. one of two parts that fit, complete, or complement one another. 

Just because Hydra used the DNA of a Captain America from another dimension to create a lab-grown, six-year-old super-soldier, it doesn't mean that said six-year old super-soldier is biologically Steve's, right? 

(Where Steve wants to ban Clint from bringing things home from alternative dimensions, until he doesn't.)

This is an amazing kid fic. Things are so messed up because of how the kids was raised up to the point they find him.I love Tony so much in this fic but also you sympathize a bit with Steve. The kid whose name I will leave out is my absolute favorite. This is also a series!

Fallout by Whisper91 kingsman

Rating: E, Word Count: 164,971, Fandom: Kingsman, Ship: Eggsy/Harry/Merlin 

As far as the rest of the world is concerned, Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin is a registered Dominant. It's on his driver's licence. It's on his National Insurance card. Hell, it's even on his bloomin' GCSE certificates. And the fact that it's all a load of bollocks is a secret Eggsy had intended to take to his grave. 

Course, he hadn't been expectin' a bloody sub-drop to sweep in and knock him on his arse in the wake of the Valentine Massacre. Turns out grief and adrenaline ain't a good combination.

I really enjoy the dynamics between the three of them. D/s fics are always so amazingly well built and I love fics like this where they’re hiding their dynamic. I think this fic does a great job of going further with the D/S world and giving it more biologically. I just reread this fic recently because I love how it’s done. 

It’s Insanity But... by rosepetals42

Rating: M, Word Count: 71,477, Fandom: Teen Wolf, Ship: Stiles/Derek 

The doorbell interrupts what had turned out to be quite the epic shoe hunt but, really, he’s grateful for the break. Or at least, he is until he heads down the stairs to grab the door, trips over a stuffed animal of some kind, bashes his head on the wall and barely manages to catch himself from falling down the entire flight of stairs. As with all things, Stiles would like to state, for the record, that this is Scott’s fault. 

Or: Scott and Stiles are raising seven children. Derek is the entertainer they hire for a birthday party (not a clown though, he’s very specific on that fact.)

This fic is such a good time! I love two bro’s raising kids together. It’s a hilarious setup and also just so good for the Stiles and Scott dynamic. Each chapter is like a slice of life. Some chapters are more about the kids and some are about Stiles and Derek. It’s just a fun fic and I love that it’s still got werewolves because I think a lot of fics that focus more on regular stuff go full on human AU. Keeping werewolves is much more fun and it’s so well handled here!

So Wise We Grow by Deastar 

Rating: M, Word Count: 81,248, Fandom: Star Trek, Ship: James T. Kirk/Spock 

”Commander Spock, we have located your son,” the Vulcan lady on the screen says, which would be great, except Jim can tell by the look on Spock’s face that he’s never heard of this kid before in his life. “If it is expedient, the child will be sent to join you on the Enterprise within the week.”

This fic is two long chapters. Again, I love kid fic and this one does such a great job. We’ve got pining and hurt/comfort and all kinds of good feels here. There’s one line about t’hy’la that is just *chefs kiss* so good and hits you hard.

Play It Again by metisket 

Rating: T, Word Count: 63,206, Fandom: Teen Wolf, Ship: Stiles/Derek 

In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself. “Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggest bets have been placed.)”

This is fairly Stiles centric. It really looks into the emotions of jumping universes. The alive Hale family is so good and it’s magic!Stiles which is always interesting. What I think makes it extra good is that in a lot of universe jump or time travel fics it’s more about adjusting to how things will be now. But this fic does that while also having the new universe with its own problems. It’s just fun to see Stiles deal with all these things.

Happy Lights by LadyShadowDrake

Rating: E, Word Count: 108,237, Fandom: MCU, Ship: Mixed 

An interdimensional portal opens over New York and drops a tentacled alien in the middle of Central Park. The Avengers are called out to investigate, and hopefully return the visitor home. Steve has been brushing up on his diplomacy, but he never expected to be a liaison to an alien in such an intimate capacity, or that the alien would be so friendly, and the unusual visit turns into the world's best team-building exercise.

This is a series that is so much fun. The alien (aka the colony) is so interesting and sweet in the long run. I love seeing the team grow and as you go through the series you really get to see more of them coming together. This is just a playful fic that you can have a good time reading.

Magpie by waldorph

Rating: E, Word Count: 57,648, Fandom: Star Trek: AOS, Ship: James T. Kirk/Spock

Spock met Jim when he was 7 and Jim was 6. It has since been generally agreed that this was a mistake (or: the one where they grew up together and things are simultaneously better and worse for it).

This is such a deep dive of both Spock and Jim. It’s them growing up together and it splits off some as far as events that happen in canon. It ends before they become Starfleet. I think this fic creates such an interesting bond between Spock and Jim. I also really love where it goes as far as Spock not having grown up alone on Vulcan.

These are the unfinished fics. The first two are in progress and the last one seems to be abandoned.

Survival is a Talent by ShanaStoryteller 

Rating: T, Word Count: 353,015, Fandom: Harry Potter, Ship: Harry/Draco 

In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. 

Their best isn't perfect. 

~ 

“Are you trying to get killed, Potter?” Malfoy drawls, stalking forward. Quick as a serpent himself, he reaches out and grabs the snake just below the head. It thrashes in his grip, but is no longer able to bite anyone. “This is a poisonous snake, and I doubt anyone brought a bezoar with them.” 

Harry glares. He opens his mouth, and feels the beginning the snake’s language pass his lips, and this isn’t what he wants, what’s the point of insulting Malfoy if he can’t understand him – 

Malfoy’s eyes widen. He slaps his hand over Harry’s mouth, “Potter, what the hell–”

This fic is in progress updated within 2020. It’s a rewrite of the Harry Potter series where Harry and Draco are soulmates. As you can imagine, that changes some things. I love this so much, I’ve read it like 3 or 4 times now. The characterization is amazing and I love the differences we see. Harry is Indian in this fic and the way it ties in is so good. You really get to see the difference in culture as well between muggleborns and blood traitor families and the purebloods.   

You great unfinished symphony (you sent for me) by ketchupcrisp

Rating: E, Word Count: 227,792, Fandom: MCU, Ship: Steve/Tony and also the whole Team 

The last thing Steve Rogers ever expected to see on a Wednesday afternoon was his (their) dead submissive tumbling out of a portal and practically into Phil’s lap, very much alive and frantic about Soul Stones and timelines and some other version of the team.

This is an AU but like literally. Tony comes from the universe we know into a D/S universe. The worldbuilding here - again like I think a lot of D/s fics excel at - is so good. It starts with everything a mess and things are intense. There’s multiple POVs which I think is really helpful in a fic like this where the relationships are so tangled. 

Born From the Earth by venusm 

Rating: E, Word Count: 277,602, Fandom: MCU, Ship: Tony Centric, Steve/Tony 

Tony Stark's born an omega in a world where that means he's supposed to follow certain social rules. He becomes Iron Man anyway: Fuck biology.

If only his biology (and the world) would quit fucking him back.

To start off, some warnings: this fic gets a bit messed up. It’s an Omega verse in the worst possible way at certain points. It’s not a fluffy fic. It also doesn’t get that far into the Stony stuff because it’s unfinished. Honestly I’m worried this writer has died and I’ve gone through the comments and looked for them online to see if they’re out there and just not writing but I haven’t found any proof of that. BUT ANYWAYS. This fic is intense but it’s such an interesting take on Omega fics. It gets pretty dark but that darkness is pre-Steve and I’m hopeful that one day it might get finished so I can see where it was going to go. 

[fanficwriter013]

The Tower Holiday Special - Part Two

The Tower Holiday Special: An Avengers Fanfic

Part One | Two

Word Count: 4610

Warnings:   Fluffy fluff.  Some funny dialogue.

Synopsis:   After Tony announces to the world that the Avengers are in a polyamorous relationship together, things become tense.  Elly decides that they could use some holiday cheer and gets all their friends involved.

Author’s Note: As promised part 2, and you only had to wait less than twenty-four hours for it. Written with the salted carmel Sagittarian @emilyevanston. Happy, Merry Festivus.

Holiday Special - Part Two

Since joining the Avengers, Wanda had not had really had anyone to celebrate Hanukkah or any of her holidays with.  It was something that she did with Pietro until they’d unwittingly signed their bodies over to HYDRA.  She still celebrated, but you could tell she missed Pietro.

Because we were celebrating a holiday, when normally they didn’t, I wanted to make sure she knew she wasn’t alone.  That I was her family and if she wanted to have someone to share that with I could be that person.

So on the first day of Hanukkah, I spent the morning cooking latkes, sufganiyot and kugel and left them to cool while I went up to work.  After work, I showered and got dressed and headed over to Wanda’s apartment laden down with food and gifts.  I knocked on her door and heard the words, ‘Just a minute, sweetheart.’  In my mind as the sound of things being hastily moved around happened inside.

The door opened and Wanda popped her head out.

“Happy Hanukkah!”  I said with a big stupid grin on my face and holding up the plates of food.  “I’ve been cooking.”

Wanda kissed my cheek and took the plate stepping out of the doorway so I could come in.  “Thank you.  You didn’t have to do that you know?”

“I know I didn’t.  But I love you, and it’s your holiday.  You’re celebrating ours with us, so…”  I held up two small wrapped gifts.

Wanda put the food down on the coffee table and we both sat down on the couch.  She curled herself into me and took the presents, kissing me on the tip of the nose.  “You’re too sweet.”

“I can’t tell you how hard it was to keep this a secret,”  I said as she opened up the dreidel and gelt.  “I thought we could play.  I know, it’s for kids or whatever, but…”

Wanda put her finger on my lips.  “I could tell you were hiding something when you started singing ‘Sucker for Pain in your head at random times.”  She said.  “And it sounds good, sweetheart.  I would love to do that.”

I let out a sigh of relief as Wanda picked up a latkes and tore a piece off.  “You know there’s better ways to keep things secret from me.  You can ask me not to snoop around.  Or there’s Natasha’s favorite.  Thinking in other languages.”

“I don’t know any other languages.”  I joked, “So earworms it is.”

Wanda rolled her eyes.

We spent the night eating and playing and she taught me the song to sing as she lit the candle.  The following day Sam joined us.  Then Nat and Bucky.  Then Vision.  By the eighth day, the whole group had come to celebrate too.  Wanda and I spent the day teaching Vis to cook.  It felt like something had shifted in the group.  Like they’d discovered that there was another level to what being a family was.

Gift hunting for Tony wasn’t as easy as I had hoped.  For real, what do you buy a guy who has billions of dollars?  He’s not the most sentimental person in the world either.  In fact, the Iron Suits and his cars are the only things that he seems to hold on to.

I kept thinking, I can’t just get him lingerie for me.  That’s so lazy.  Then I got it in my head, the first real date we went on was to Shake Shack.  Maybe I could buy Shake Shack.  I mean, how much money could it be?  It’s a small shack that makes burgers.

Turns out a lot.  It costs a lot.  Not for that venue.  That venue wasn’t for sale.  Nor were any.  It was a publicly listed company.  So then I had it in my head that I’d buy him shares.  However, the shares weren’t exactly cheap and I knew he wouldn’t be happy with just some shares.  He’d want controlling shares.

So after speaking with his lawyers and accountants and everyone giving me the go ahead because it was a growing business with steadily growing share rates I went to see Tony.  Really feeling confident.  Okay, so I wasn’t buying him this exactly, I was investing his money.  My gift was an investment into something that meant something to us.

So I headed into his lab.  He was right in the zone.  Hyper-focused on whatever he was working on.  I went up behind him and just rested my chin on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his waist waiting for him to acknowledge me.  To my surprise, it happened really fast.  He immediately started closing what he was working on down.   “Hey, no no. You said we weren't supposed to know anything about these things before we did the gift exchange.”

“Oh was that a gift thing?  I didn’t look.  Is it for me?  Did you get me?”  I babbled excitedly.

“It was a gift thing. Not for you.”  Tony said.  “Besides, you were the one that made all these rules.”

“Okay.  Well, I didn't look.  So it's all good.  No surprises ruined.”  I said kissing his cheek and stepping back so he could turn around.  He spun in his chair and wrapped his arms around my waist looking up at him.  It was in this very moment that I realized how fucking insane what I was about to ask for actually was.  “I kind of have... fuck... I don't even know how to ask for this.”

“Whoa, that sounds like something I would say.”  Tony teased.  “What's going on? Do you need lawyers? Your own suit?”

I had a vision of myself flying around and being part of the team in my own version of the Iron Man armor.  I liked how it looked and for a moment I was completely distracted from what I went in there for.  “Is my own suit an option?”  I asked, looking around the room at the different suits.  “No.  Shut up, Elly.”  I said shaking my head to clear it of thoughts of being a new superhero.  “I need money.  Like a lot.   A lot of money.”

Tony looked at me with a mix of curiosity and excitement.  I knew what was going through his head.  I never asked for money.  I hated taking money.  He was about to get the thing he wanted.  He could spoil me for a change.  “What's a lot of money?”

“A hundred million and some change,”  I said spewing the words out as fast as I could and regretting saying it immediately.  I dropped my eyes and tried to pull away from him.  “No never mind.  This is dumb.  I don't even know why I thought this was a good idea.”

He tightened his arms around me.  “Hey, wait.  You know that’s nothing to me right?  It’s like $10 for you.  Pocket change.  No big deal at all.  I just need to get my checkbook.”

I looked at him like he’d lost his fucking mind.  I felt like I’d lost mine that’s for sure.  “You’re not even going to ask what it’s for?”

“No, why would I?’  He asked.  “I told you, it's ten dollars. Not a big deal. I have it, I can give it to you. I'm just really excited that you're finally asking me for money. Wait, that didn't sound right.”

I laughed and buried my face in his neck.  I felt really overwhelmed and unworthy.  I don’t even know where the feeling of unworthiness came from.  It’s not like I’d gotten into some serious trouble.  I’d just had a dumb investment plan.  Still, this man loved me so much that I could ask for more money than most people earned in a year and not even ask me what I needed it for.  He just trusted I wasn’t hiding anything bad from him.  “I love you so much, you know?”

Tony pulled me a little tighter to him and kissed me on the top of the head.  “I know, love you too.”  He said, patting my butt.  “Now let me go so I can go get my checkbook.”

****

The preparation for Christmas dinner started about three days before with Wanda and I, making desserts.  We then cooked pretty much constantly all the way through until the last dish was set on the conference room table completed.  I have never cooked so much food in my life.  There was a mixture of things that included traditional things, like Turkey (there were two full birds served hot and one small turkey roll I’d cooked the night before so Wanda had one), a Ham that was hot and one served cold, potatoes prepared like 4 different ways, green beans, carrots, gravy.  We had cold seafood like shrimp, oysters and smoked salmon.  There were three different kinds of vegetarian imitations meats, including a fake turkey made to look like a turkey.  We had traditional dishes from Eastern Europe like beef salad, and sarmale from Romania and Sokovia and Bobal’ki and Kutya from Russia.

We’d gone overboard but there were a lot of us.  Our family group of Steve, Bucky, Tony, Bruce, Clint, Sam, Wanda, Natasha and myself.  Our little part-timer Thor and his brother Loki.  Rhodey, Phil, Maria, and Scott were there too.  I had no doubt most of it would get eaten.

While Wanda and I had been cooking most of the others had been volunteering in shelters around town.  So by the time that the last dish hit the table we were all so ready to eat.

“I can't believe we pulled this off.  I've never cooked for this many of you at once.  Merry Christmas, everyone.”  I said collapsing into a seat.  “Who wants to carve?”

“Steve should do it,”  Nat said.  “Unless someone else really wants to.”

“I agree with you, Nat.  Any objections?”  I said, picking up the carving knife and offering it to Steve.

Steve glanced around the table.  “Come on, Cap.  No, not Cap.  Who are you now?  The tramp?”  Tony teased.

Steve took the knife from me trying to ignore Tony and started to carve.  “Alright, everyone.  Don't hold back.”  I said when he was done and grabbed a terrine full of potatoes.  

The room broke down into noise and chaos as everyone started to help themselves and dishes got passed around the table.

“Have you spoken to Cassie yet today?”  I asked Scott when our plates were full.

Scott shook his head.  “Not yet. I was going to do a video call in later.  Maybe see if Santa could make an appearance.”

“Oh, that will be so cute.   I bet she'll love that.”  I said.  How good of a dad Scott was always made me happy.  Even though he didn’t always make the best life choices he loved and adored that girl and given that so few people at the table had a decent father, having a friend who was one made me really happy.

He nodded at me, a huge smile on his face and a mouth full of turkey.  “That's the plan.”

I looked over at the two gods.  Loki was picking at a plate of seafood like he expected that they might be poisoned while Thor had a Turkey leg in one hand and was shoveling ham into his mouth and a huge smile on his face.  “How is it?  Different to food on Asgard I guess.”  I asked.

“Much different, but it is enjoyable, Lady Elly. Thank you for your efforts on putting together this feast.”  Thor boomed, sweeping his hands around the room.

I felt myself blush again.  Thor has this effect on me and even though we weren’t strangers anymore, he still could make me blush at the drop of a hat.  “Thank you, Thor.”

“What is that on your face?”  Clint teased, point his potato laden fork at me.

I flicked a pea at him, my face growing even hotter.  “Shut up.”

“Hey now, that's how you start a food fight.”  Clint joked.  “Do you want to start a food fight?”

“No.  I do not want to start a food fight.  Do you know how long I've been cooking this stuff?  I started yesterday.”  I snarked.  

“We actually started a few days ago,”  Wanda said, looking over at us.  “All that baking and then the prep work, and the stuff that needed to set to taste good.”

“Yeah, true.  So no food fights.  At least not until you've all eaten more than you can physically fit inside you.”  I said with a nod.

“That can’t include both of us,”  Bucky said indicating to himself and Steve.  “Because we can eat about half of this together.”

“You forget there's still dessert on the common floor.  And oh my god, we went overboard.  Like there is something from everywhere.  There's pies and cakes and puddings and tarts.  A Yule Log.  have you ever seen a Yule Log?  Anyway... We can eat dessert with the gift swap.”  I rambled

“Okay, so then we need to save some room. Got it.”  Sam teased.

“More food for the food fight,”  Clint added.

“Cookies.  There's cookies.  Oh, there's a thing called a pavlova.  I had to put some things in the walk-in fridge in the cafeteria.”  I continued.

Steve rubbed my leg under the table.  “El, you really went overboard here. But thank you for everything.”

“You're welcome,”  I replied, linking my fingers with his.  “I just... I wanted it to be special you know?”

“I understand.”  He said giving me a soft smile.  “Still, thank you.”

I looked around at everyone.  I felt really happy and loved.  Quite proud of what I’d managed to pull this off.  “Maybe we should have a toast or something?”

“Think that'd be all you, doll,”  Bucky said.

“Alright,”  I said, thinking for a second.  “Well, first of all, I guess I just want to say, how weird it's been since I met you guys.  But I wouldn't change it at all.  I love you all.  And I appreciate that you all made time to come join us for the holiday.  I know most of you already know I call you family, but here right now it's like one big extended family.  So to family.” I said raising my glass.  Everyone raised their glasses, repeating 'to family' as glasses clinked together.

****

After dinner, we cleared up and headed down to the common room.  Dessert was served.  There was way too much, but a lot of people do work in the tower so I was pretty confident it would all end up in someone’s stomach eventually.  We sat around the coffee table.  Some people in chairs, some on the floor.  Clint perched on the back of the couch.  

The room was lit mostly by the fairy lights and the lights of the city filtering in through the window and we all sat eating our desserts and drinking things like hot cocoa and eggnog.  It felt quite magical really.  I looked over at the pile of presents and back to the others.

“Okay, I don't want to go first.  Who's going first?”  I asked.

“Might as well just do this and get it over with,”  Clint said.  He got up and grabbed an envelope and tossed it at Loki. Loki glared at it, and then Clint, before picking it up and opening it. There was the briefest of moments where his jaw dropped before he composed himself.

“You like it?  What did you get?”  I asked Loki knowing full well what the answer was, but wanting to hear him say it out loud.

“It's tickets to a play about me. And it's an alright gift from a Midgardian.”  He answered.  “Does that mean I have to go now?”

I gave a nod and the corners of his mouth downturned ever so slightly. He got up and picked up a big box that had been wrapped in his signature colors of green and gold. He turned around and his eyes swept the room before he handed the gift to Hill. She took the box and opens it cautiously.

“Gotta admit, kinda scared about this one.”  I half-joked.

“Why do you think I'm opening it like this? I don't want something to jump out and stab me.”  Hill joked.  I sat forward in my seat to see better.  She opened the box and stared at what was inside for a moment.

“It's not poisonous. You can take it out of the box.” Loki said.  Hill looked at him before pulling out a beautiful ornamental helmet.

Sam started to laugh earning a glare from Loki.  “Sorry, I'm just thinking about that time. And you had that helmet on.”  He said, in between laughs.  “How it was squishing your brain.”

“Alright, smartass shove it,”  Hill said and turned to Loki.  “Thank you. It’s really lovely.”  She went and picked up a small box from the pile and handed it to Bruce.  “Okay, you can let me know if this isn't something that you'd like and I can swap out some stuff. I had this whole list for you.”

Bruce sorted through the things in the box.  “Hill, this is already like five different things,”  Bruce said.  There was a paper gift certificate, a photo of a well outside a small village, another of a newly constructed hospital, and yet another photo of a condemned building.

“That last one is for Hulk.”  She said.

“Oh my god. You got him somewhere to smash?”  I asked looking at her. “That’s genius.”

“I know. I tried. Plus the place is coming down anyway, so perfectly safe and helpful.”  She said

“I don't even have the words to begin to express enough gratitude. Thanks, Maria.”  Bruce said, looking really touched.

“Man, you are good at gift giving, Hill,”I say putting my hand on my heart.

“Should have taken my bow when I had the chance.”  She laughed.

“Okay, so I got Bucky. And you are not an easy person to get a gift for. So, uh, if you don't like it, you can tell me and I can fix it.  Although, I kinda did the same thing Hill did.”  Bruce said, fidgeting with his hands as he grabbed a small box and handed it to Bucky.

“Remember, Bruce. It's the thought that counts.”  Bucky said as he opened the box.  Inside were VIP tickets to the Natural History Museum, along with VIP tickets to the most recent Neil DeGrasse Tyson tour. Bucky looks at them for a moment before smiling at Bruce.  “These are awesome. Thank you so much.”

“Oh man! I am super jealous, Bucky.”  I said, bouncing in my seat a little.

“Play your cards right, doll. Just maybe.” Bucky teased.  “Okay, so, you guys are never going to guess who I got.”  He said, getting up to grab a big box.  He handed it to Sam grinning.

Sam looked at the box and then glared up at Bucky.  “I don't like your face,”  Sam said, suspiciously as he opened the box.  His jaw set and he pulled out a steering wheel.

“You know because I stole yours? Get it?”  Bucky asked, trying to stifle laughter.

I laughed loudly.  “You do bring it up a lot, Sammy.”

“Doesn't mean that's a suitable Christmas gift,”  Sam said, sticking the steering wheel back in the box.

“And that would be what this is for,”  Bucky said, handing Sam a smaller box.

Sam gave Bucky a look as he opened the box, and pulled out a brand new tactical knife.  “Now this is what I'm talkin ‘bout.”

“Because you're a punk that attacks HYDRA with a knife,”  Bucky explained.

Sam patted Bucky on the shoulder before grabbing a gift bag and passing it to Wanda, kissing her softly before sitting back down again.  Wanda pulled out a canvas with a print of her and Pietro on it. Her eyes started to water as she looked at it.  Natasha put her arm around Wanda’s shoulder and kissed her on top of the head.  Wanda then pulled out a matching canvas but this time of one of the rare photos of us together, not them as superheroes or doing a public appearance.  But just, as the family we were.  Jammed together, arms wrapped around each other as Bucky tried to reach out as far as he could to get us all into the shot.  “Come here, you big softie,”  Wanda said, bursting into tears and launching herself at Sam.  He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her, holding her to him.  “You’re too sweet.”  She mumbled against his skin.

“Only for my little witch. Don't go getting ideas about me being soft.”  Sam whispered.

“That’s what she said.”  Clint teased.

“Clint! Stop ruining moments!”  I said throwing a hazelnut at him.

He caught it in his mouth and shrugged.  “Come on, I wasn't the only one that thought it.”

Wanda sat down on Sam’s lap and curled into him before waving her hand.  A small box was carried over to me.  I took it and looked it over.  “Oh no, if it’s from Wanda I’m going to cry.”

“Yes, you are. But they'll be good tears.”  Wanda said.

I open the box to see a bracelet with 9 charms each represents one of them. Mjolnir for Thor, a Shield for Steve and so on.  My eyes well up.  “Oh my god Wanda.”  I squeaked and moved to her, hugging her tightly.  “It’s perfect. Can you help me put it on.”

“I can,”  Wanda replied, as she took the bracelet and wrapped it around my wrist and closed the clasp.  “I'm glad you liked it.”

I kiss her deeply but briefly sending her the feelings of love I had.  “I love it. And I love you.”  I said.  “Okay, my turn.”  I got up and grabbed two wrapped boxes.  I handed him the garment one first.  “This is for later,”  I said.  He opened it and looked inside before looking back up at me and raising his eyebrow.

“Naughty girl.”  He teased.

I ran my tongue over my top lip and quirked an eyebrow at him before handing over the wrapped prospectus.  “Also, I made an investment for you.”

“Did you really ask me for money from me to just earn me more money?  That’s not how that’s supposed to work.”   He said as he unwrapped the parcel.  He looked it over and laughed.  “Sentimental are we?”

I immediately started to second guess it again.  Of course, this was a terrible gift.  “Yeah. I thought now you know it will never go anywhere. You’re the controlling shareholder. You don’t like it? I checked with your accountants and lawyers. It’s been steadily growing…”  I babbled.

“Hey, come here,”  Tony said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his lap.  “I love it, and I love you.”  He whispered into my ear.  “Don't go pulling that self-doubt stuff, That's my game.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.  “I love you too.”

“Alright, my turn,”  Tony said, pulling out his phone from his pocket and opening up a picture collage that he projected out as a hologram.  “Okay, so most of the stuff I got. You can't really put it in a box.  So this is all for you, Red.  You’ll find it in various places in the tower.

“You didn't. This is all… You went way overboard, Stark.”  Nat gasped.  “An Iron Widow suit, and a whole bunch of stuff for my spiders. Did you build this terrarium, too?”

“I did, super fancy one of a kind spider world,”  Tony answered.  “I know how you feel about those spiders.”

I nuzzled into Tony’s neck and rubbed his thigh.  “That is so cool,”  I whispered.

“Thanks,”  Tony said, resting a hand on my knee.

“Alright, Lang. Your turn.”  Nat handing over an enormous gift-wrapped in Black Widow paper.

He opened it up to find a framed photo of the team in action, Scott in his Giant-Man state.  Along with that was a small action figure of each of them.  “Oh man, this is so cool!”  Scott babbled excitedly.  “I can recreate the fight with, Cassie.”

“I’m glad you like it, bug,”  Natasha said with a smile.

Scott messed around with the toys for a moment before he realized that everyone was staring at him.   “Oh, I got Vision.”  He said, jumping up and getting out a small gift bag. He handed it to Vision.

Vision pulled out a weird headband and turned it over in his hands.  “It's an electromagnetic frequency device.” Vision said.

“Yeah, it'll let you talk to the ants,”  Scott said with a nod.

“That will be very fascinating.   I look forward to learning more about them.  Thank you, Mr. Lang.”  Vision said.  He put the headband back into the bag and floated over, picking up two rectangular gifts and bringing them to Thor.  Thor opened them one at a time.  Both were books.  One detailed Norse Mythology and the other a history of Earth from the time he was last here until now.

“That is very thoughtful. Thank you, friend.”  Thor said looking the books over.  He put them down picking up a long thin gift and handing it to Rhodey.  “Machine of war, I drew you.”

Rhodey took it with a laugh and opened it.  Inside was an ornate Asgardian Sword with Gold Hilt.

“Woah! That’s beautiful.”  I said.

“Yes, it is.”  Rhodey agreed.  “Thank you, Thor. I'll put this on my sword wall.  Rhodey said, getting up and handing a big gift bag to Steve.

You have a sword wall?”  I asked as Steve started opening his gift.

“Well, I do now anyway”  Rhodey joked.

Steve opens the bag and Bucky cracked up laughing.  “A parachute, because you obviously need one. Good one Rhodes.”  Bucky wheezed.  The rest of us all started laughing too.

“Alright, I get it. I deserved that. Very funny, you guys.”  Steve said

Rhodey held up a finger.  “I got you a real gift.”  He said, handing him a medium sized box.

Steve opened it a little hesitantly and revealed an array of art supplies. He looked up at Rhodey and gave him a big smile.  “Thank you, I never would have been able to afford something like this back in the day.  It means a lot.”

“Does that mean we're going to see more art from you, Steve?”  I asked.

“It's a possibility,”  Steve answered.  “It's been a while, though. Not sure how it would look. Okay, Phil. You're up.”  He grabbed a small box and handed it to Coulson.  “I think you’ll like this one.”

Phil opened it and a small smirk crossed his face.  “Vintage Captain America cards.”  He said, picking them up.  “And they're signed.  Thanks, Cap.”  The two embraced, patting each other on the back.

“Well, figured you earned them. You did die trying and all.”  Steve teased.

“Thank you, Steve,”  Phil said with a smile.  “Okay, archer. You're up. But this isn't to be opened in front of the masses.” He handed Clint a box, and Clint peeked inside.  His eyes went wide and he shut the lid.  “Holy shit.”  He said.  “Alright, I already went, so is that everyone?”

“Yep.  That's everyone.  I think that means Christmas is over, everyone.”  I answered, scrunching my nose.

“Alright. We did it, and we didn't kill anyone.”  Sam joked.  

“That's what he said.”  Clint teases.

“Well, that was my best family Christmas yet.  Thanks, everyone.  I really appreciate you humoring me.”  I said, ignoring Clint.

“Even with the birdbrain?”  Natasha asked.

I nodded.   “Surprisingly yeah.”

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A Way to You Again: Part 3

Pairings: Bucky x Reader Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Language, Excessive Drinking Word Count: 1538

Part One | Part Two

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined. Author’s Notes: Ugh. The feels! Also - Bar Harbor is a real town in Maine that I am obsessed with/want to visit terribly! Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request. Tags are at the bottom. Please let me know if you would like to be tagged/removed. Hopefully I didn’t miss anyone!

Waking up so early ended up being an advantage for me. It usually took over eight hours for me to get from New York City to Bar Harbor. It was a cozy coastal town that I had always found magical with its whimsical shops and beautiful scenery. My family spent most of our summer vacations in the little town when I was younger. During times of distress I somehow always came running back. The cottage itself was small, plain, and old, but to me it had always been perfect. It was nestled on the outskirts of town overlooking the ocean. It was home, and I felt the relief of my sudden return as I pulled onto the beaten gravel driveway.

As I gathered my things from the car I reached out to grab my phone. I had forgotten to turn it off or maybe I had left it on intentionally… I really didn’t know. I looked at the screen – no messages. Part of me felt slightly disappointed, but I highly doubted Tony had had the chance to rat me out since Steve and Bucky were most likely still on their mission. I sighed sadly as I pressed the power button until the screen went blank. If I was going to figure this out without any interference, I needed it off. There was of course the alternative – that I had already figured everything out on the journey here and that maybe I needed to walk away from it all. The thought made my heart sink. No – I wouldn’t go there yet. First I needed rest and copious amounts of alcohol.

I made my way up the uneven path to the house as I lugged all of my bags with me. I struggled with the lock on the door – swearing under my breath as I jiggled my key until I was finally able to open the door. I dropped my bags at the door and stretched wearily. I wasn’t worried about anything other than getting a drink and sleeping. The long drive had left me stiff and exhausted. I was worried that the main source of my exhaustion was the creeping sadness that I was trying to keep at bay. I knew I needed to think about what had happened the night before and what I had discovered this morning, but it was too new – too raw for me to process rationally. I ran my hand down my face as I wearily stumbled into the small kitchen. I opened the cabinet where my dad had kept his collection of odd coffee mugs from our various trips and reached towards the back – sighing with relief as I procured the bottle of whiskey that I had hidden for myself. I took the bottle with me as I made my way to one of the tiny bedrooms on the other side of the cottage. Luckily – since I paid for someone to maintain the cottage while I was away – it looked just as I had left it before joining the Avengers. I plopped myself onto the bed and snuggled my way under the blankets before unscrewing the cap of the bottle and taking a swig.

I was finding it impossible to not think about Bucky, and the night before. The feeling of his lips against my skin. How he laughed breathlessly as he teased me relentlessly. The way he had looked at me… like he had never wanted something so much in his life. The way he told me I was beautiful – the words dripping with admiration. I sighed to myself before taking several more swigs from the bottle. Of course all of these memories were tinged with self-doubt and a feeling of betrayal because of Nat’s revelation. Had he said the same things to her? Had he looked at her the same way? Did he still feel something for her – was that why he hadn’t been overly keen on being open about us with the others? Each thought called for a few more drinks. The stinging sensation of the alcohol as it made its way down my throat was much more preferable than the heartache I was currently feeling. I kept drinking until I drifted to sleep. Unfortunately, my mind seemed set on not letting me have a moment’s reprieve from my self-imposed misery.

My dream seemed to be a video montage of Bucky and I’s greatest hits. While the memories swirled into a blur the dream centered around the first time Bucky and I had spent the night alone together in Stark tower. It had been a month since Bucky had kissed me for the first time, and I was ecstatic to have time alone with him without the threat of someone accidentally interrupting. Bucky seemed to be absolutely bursting with nervous energy as the others prepared to leave for a weekend mission. Steve had been the first to notice after Bucky had accidentally tripped on a rug, as he was pacing in the common room, causing a slew of profanity to spill from his mouth while I tried to muffle my laughter.

“You…eh…you okay there, Buck? You seem nervous…” Steve had asked uneasily.

“No… no I am fine. Don’t worry about it, Steve,” Bucky was just a little too adamant with his response which made Steve chuckle under his breath.

“Suit yourself,” Steve replied. “We’ll see you guys next week,” he called as the others entered the elevator. Tony was still demanding that we didn’t trash the place in his absence as the elevator doors closed.

“Finally!” Bucky exclaimed as he threw his hands up in the air dramatically.

“Are you… are you okay?” I asked through giggles. He answered my question with his famous lopsided grin. The one that made me feel like I could have my way with him then and there – consequences be damned. “What’s gotten into you?” His behavior wasn’t very Bucky-like.

“Never mind that! You stay in here… you are banned from the kitchen until further notice. Promise you won’t come in?” he asked sincerely.

I chuckled at this remark. “Um Bucky... I’m pretty sure Tony banned me from the kitchen after the first meal I attempted to make for everyone,” I grinned at him sheepishly as I remembered the whole cooking fiasco. In my defense I had told them I was a terrible cook.

Bucky laughed at that. “Okay… Just wait out here and I will come and get you in a little while… promise?” he asked sweetly.

“Cross my heart,” I smiled back. He left the room beaming as I turned my attention back to my book.

A few hours passed – Bucky would occasionally pop out of the kitchen to see what I was doing and then eventually make his was back to continue his secret operations. Finally, he came out of the kitchen with a giant grin plastered on his face. I smiled back at him – his smiles were always contagious.

“If you will follow me, please,” he said formally as he offered his arm to me. I giggled at him and stood up from the couch, hooking my arm in his. As we entered the dining room I gasped. Bucky had prepared an entire meal – homemade fettuccine,  breadsticks made from scratch, and a fresh salad all covered the table. He seated me at the table and poured both of us a glass of wine. I smiled at him sweetly as he handed me mine, before taking his place across the table from me.

“So he cooks?” I raised an eyebrow playfully as I brought the glass to my lips.

He chuckled. “Doll, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me. I just wanted to do something for you. It’s the first time we’ve been able to just walk around this tower and act the way we actually want to…. And do whatever it is that we’re thinking,” he grinned slyly at me as he paused.

“What is it that you’re actually thinking?” I asked coyly.

“Of doing this,” he whispered as he leaned over the table to kiss me. It was sweet but urgent, and he pulled away too soon. “Consider this our first official date,” he added as he winked at me playfully.

I couldn’t help but smile. It was one the kindest things anyone had done for me in a very long time. “Bucky…. Thank you,” I whispered shyly across the table.

“Well don’t thank me until after you’ve tried it,” he laughed.

I woke up with a start. For a moment I was happy, but the moment gave way to bitterness as my brain reasoned with itself – it had just been a dream. A flashback to happier days. That night had been the first night that Bucky had told me I was beautiful. It was also the first night that he truly began to open up to me about his struggles with his past. Ever since then we had harbored a deeper connection between each other. Tears fell bitterly from my eyes as the bed shifted from the weight of someone else laying beside me.

I turned over slowly and let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you for coming,” I whispered before falling to pieces.

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The Tower: Unexpected - 15

The Tower: Unexpected An Avengers Fanfic

Series Masterlist Previous //

Pairing:  Avengers x ofc, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 2367

Warnings:  pregnancy, Smut (M|F, vaginal sex, pregnancy sex)

Synopsis: A little over 2 years after moving into the Avengers Tower, Elly finds herself pregnant against the odds.  While some are excited, others are terrified, and pregnancy that none expected to happen causes rifts through the group and threatens to end the relationship.  

Author’s Note:  Written with the temporary cali girl @fanficwriter013

Chapter 15: The Compound

At 33 weeks, I’d been told to go on partial bed rest.  I was huge and they were worried that I wasn’t going to make it to term.  I could still do things.  Go for walks or take a swim.  I just had to take it easy and when I was down it was feet up, relaxing.  I actually could even have sex still if it was very slow lovemaking.  Mostly it was just nothing strenuous, no lifting and I wasn’t allowed to do any cleaning.

At the same time, our house was finished at the compound.  The compound itself still had a lot of work before it was fully operational, but we could move in, settle into our new family life and get ready for these babies to arrive.

We took the Quinjet there and being in the back both felt quite stressful considering I was supposed to be taking it easy, plus I couldn’t see anything, so I had no idea where we were or what I’d see when we arrived.

“When are we going to be there?”  I asked craning my head to see out the front.

Tony chuckled and rubbed my leg.  I could tell he was feeding off my excitement a little.  He wanted to show us, but he liked that none of us had much of an idea of what to expect.  “Calm down, we get there when we get there.”

“But I want to see it,”  I whined.  “And I need to pee.”

“Patience. And there's a bathroom over there.”  Tony said.

“There is?  Why didn't you say?”  I asked, heaving myself up.

“I did. When you got on board.”  He said defensively.

I groaned and waddled towards the bathroom.  The baby brain had gotten so bad lately.  “Oh god.  I'm gonna need to tattoo reminders onto my skin like that guy from Memento.” 

“That might be a little much,”  Tony called after me as Sam started laughing.  

I awkwardly used the military-style bathroom and came back out, sitting down next to Tony and leaning my head on his shoulder.  “You've seen it right?”

“Yes, dear,”  He said.

"It's nice?"

“Of course it is.”

“Do I still have my swing bed?”

He stifled a laugh and rubbed my leg.  “Yes, dear.”

I hummed and rubbed my cheek on his shoulder.  “That's good too.”

“I know,”  He teased.

I laughed and kissed his cheek.  “So modest.”

“Hey, I worked really hard on the new place.”  He said, sounding slightly offended.

I rubbed his leg and nuzzled at his neck.  “I know.  I'm so excited to see it.”

“Good, because we're landing in 60,”  Natasha called back from the cockpit.

I craned my head around trying to get a glimpse of the house.  All I could see was trees and a tiny piece of the Hudson.  “Damn Quin having no windows back here.”

“Patience,”  Tony scolded.  I huffed and stuck out my bottom lip.  “You’ll appreciate it.  Just watch.”  

The jet landed and Clint started going through the shutdown procedures as Nat climbed back to where the rest of us were sitting.  “Well then,”  She said.  “You wanna hit the button, genius?”

Tony got up and walked to the hanger door and pressed the release button.  “And here we have -”  The doors opened and revealed the new Avengers compound.  “- Home.”

I got up and walked to the doors my mouth hanging open.  The facility was enormous.  We had landed near a large hangar that had already been completed and housed several other jets, helicopters and Tony’s car collection.  There were a dozen other buildings that were part of the Avengers’ official facility.  Offices, labs, dorms, conference rooms, and training facilities.  It was massive.  The main building where the public would come first sat right on the Hudson.  There was still a lot of construction going on.  It wouldn’t be finished anytime soon but you could see what this was.  This was bigger than the 13 people that currently fell under the label Avenger.  It was bigger than the scientists and spies and psych department and admin that currently supported the Avengers.  It was bigger than the secret branch of SHIELD still running.  It was bigger than SHIELD had been.  This was a vision.   A privately run group, not there to answer to any government meant to actually protect the world from the things no one else had the ability to do.  It was a way for my family to pull back a little and not have to be the only ones there to do this.  So they had a large support system that was there first before it got to the point they had to step in.

I couldn’t see the house from here but there were cars waiting for us.  Natasha stayed to do cooldown on the jet while the rest of us went to the cars.  We drove down a road that wound down to the left of the main building and disappeared through some trees.  Tony pointed out where my lab would be as we drove past it, but soon the facility was all but hidden.  We drove out into a clearing and there was a large modern looking mansion sitting on the water.  It was reminiscent of Tony’s old Malibu house, though it was a little less spaceship than that.

I got out of the car and looked up at it.  “It looks pretty big.  I wanna see all of it but... how long can I walk around for before it counts as not being on bed rest?”

“Not very long,”  Bruce said, sternly.

I frowned and turned to Tony.  “Most important bits?”

He indicated to part of the house that sat slightly off to the side.  “That’s where our little home labs are.”

I sighed and looked at it wistfully.  “New lab.”

“You can look at them tomorrow, honey.”  He said and took my hand.  “What do you want to see now?”

“I don't know.  What do you like the most?”

Clint laughed.  “Don’t ask him that.”

“About the house!  He designed it, he has to have favorites.”

“I do,”  Tony said.  “Come on.”

He led us in through the front door.  The entrance was large and open.  A spiral staircase sat in front of the doors and it wound its way around a water feature.  Down here is mostly entertaining.  Dining room.  One of the kitchens.  On that side is a big entertaining area.”

He didn’t seem to want to stop at them though and just headed for the stairs.  “One of the kitchens?”

“Yes,”  Tony said, matter-of-factly.

“How many kitchens do we have?”

“Three.”

He said the number so easily.  Like it was totally normal for a house to have three kitchens.  I opened my mouth to question him further but decided against it.

We got to the top of the stairs and he opened a door on the left.

“This is the den.”  He said.  We followed him in.  It as a large but cozy room with a large flat-screen TV on one all that was hooked up to several video game consoles.  There were large couches.  A foosball table.  A pool table.  A bar.  It wasn’t meant to entertain in though, but rather just to chill out.

“Clint you are never leaving this room,”  I said as he went straight to the consoles.

“Nope.  I live in here.”  He agreed.

“I bet these two never leave when they're older either,”  I said running my hand over my stomach.

“Probably not.”  Clint agreed.

“Alright.  What else?”  I asked.

“Through this way.”  He said.  I followed after him and he gestured around.  “This is a hallway.”

“Oh, thank you.”  I teased.

“Don’t be a smartass.”  Tony scolded.  “It’s a smart hallway.”

“How’s it any smarter than any hallway that features FRIDAY?”  I asked.

“And now we get to the answer.”  He said and gestured to an electronic pad on the wall.

I approached it and looked it over.  It reminded me of his old arc reactor.  “So, what am I doing?”

“Put your index finger on the pad.”  He said.  I did as he said and waited for him to go on.  “Now, there are different commands. But this one -”  There was a soft whirring noise, and a portion of the wall shifted and sunk away to reveal another hall.

My jaw dropped open.  “Tony!”

“Yes?”  Tony teased.

“It's like Hogwarts!”

“No,”  He said, dryly.  “It’s Stark Manor.”

“Stark Manor?”  I said heading down the hall.  “Rude.”

“I built it,”  He argued.

“Because of these two.”  I shot back, touching my stomach.  “But it's amazing.”

“This is the adult’s wing.  There are three wings.  This one.  The family one and a teen one.  This is where we go if we really just need a break.  There’s a lot of us.  It happens.”  He said.  “I think we’ll spend most of the time in the family one.  That’s where kids rooms are.  There’s the big group room there, though the bed isn’t in a pit anymore.  It’s the closest to the main kitchen and the living room.  There are nurseries and that kind of thing.  The teen wing is for when they’re older.  Then they can escape from us if they want to.”

I turned to face him and looked into his eyes.  “Look at you, planning ahead.”

“I’m really excited about them, El.”  He said running his hands over my stomach.  “I know I took too long to get there, but I’m all in.  I want them to have everything.”

I smiled and kissed him gently before pulling back.  “Okay, I think I need to get off my feet.  But not the swing bed, I don’t think I can get into it.”

“Right, you can come to my room.”

He led me down the hall and to a door.  He put his hand on the control panel beside it and it unlocked opening onto a stairwell.  “You and Bruce have access too.”

“Not the others?”  I teased as I followed him up the stairs.

“If I’m up here, it’s because the others are annoying me.”  He teased back.

“Aww…  I don’t annoy you?”  I asked.

He pulled me into his arms and looked into my eyes.  “Sometimes, but I’ve locked you out enough.  Never again.”

I felt myself tear up and I leaned in and kissed him deeply.  He let me lead.  Following my movements.  Each caress of his lips over mine countered mine over his.  He pulled away slowly, tugging on my bottom lip, fore taking my hand and leading me upstairs into his room.

It had a large domed skylight and windows that overlooked the river.  His bed sat in the middle of the room facing the window.  It was a king-sized with an oversized bedhead that almost looked like a wall with lamps built into it.  Otherwise, the room was very minimalistic.  There was a row of dressers.  And two doors.  One I assumed lead to his closest and the other to his bathroom.  There was a sofa chair by the window with an ottoman.   I knew there was tech in the room, I just couldn’t see it.

I took off my shoes and stripped down to my panties before climbing into bed.  Tony stripped off too and climbed in beside me, spooning me from behind.

“You’re gonna nap too?”  I asked.

“No.”  He teased and kissed my neck.

I giggled and wriggled my ass against him.  “You did good, Tony.  I can’t wait to explore more of it.”

“Well, there's plenty of it to explore.”

He started to tease my breasts, squeezing them gently and tugging on my nipples.  “Tell me some things about it.”

He kissed the side of my neck and slowly rolled his hips against my ass.  “Well, there’s a library.”

“There is?”  I breathed.

He chuckled.  “Thought you might like that.”

“What else?”

One of his hands ran down over my stomach before slipping into my panties and teasing my clit.  “We have a piano. I haven’t had one for a while.”

“Can you play?”  I asked.

“Mm-hmm.  Clint can too.”

“How come I didn’t know this?”

He sucked on the side of my throat and pinched my clit.  I moaned and bucked against his hand.  “I guess we haven’t had a lot of time to do normal people stuff.  We’ll make more time.”

“Mmm good.”  I moaned.  I was already wet.  I seemed to be wet all the time lately.  His fingers glided easily over my clit and down.  He pushed two inside me easily and I gasped and moaned loudly.  “We’re gonna make a happy home here, aren’t we?”  I said at a needy whine.

“Yeah, honey.  We are.”  He said softly.

I leaned my head back and he captured my lips.  We kissed deeply and slowly, our tongues dancing together.  As he did he worked his fingers in my cunt.  He curled his fingers, stroking my g-spot with them as his thumb rolled over my clit.  He kept rutting against my ass, until I could feel his cock, hard and pressed against it.  We never broke the kiss though, even as we both moaned into it.

I came, shuddering around his fingers.  He removed them and pushed his boxers down as I wiggled out of my panties.  He adjusted my hips, lining himself up, and with a thrust, he was inside of me.

“Oh god, yes.”  I moaned.

“That’s it, dear.”  He cooed as he started to thrust.  I gripped his hair and nipped at his earlobe as he pressed his forehead against my shoulder and fucked me from behind, keeping me spooned and safe against him.

My moans got louder as he made soft grunts and groans against my skin.  With a sudden clench of my muscles, I came, moaning against his ear.  It washed over me and my cunt squeezed and fluttered around his cock.

“Fuck,”  He groaned and came inside me.

He slipped from inside me and I rolled over and smiled at him, still feeling a little high from my orgasm.  “We were probably the first ones, huh?”

He laughed.  “Oh yeah.  We totally just broke in the new house.”

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