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✰ Marvel Prompt List #1

This prompt list has 10 fluff and/or angst prompts and 10 smut prompts. They are all dialogue prompts. You can request for any MCU character.

✰ Marvel Prompt List #2 

This prompt list 5 fluff prompts, 5 angst prompts, and 5 smut prompts. They have dialogue and situational prompts. You can also request for any MCU character.

You can request from prompt lists HERE!

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Hello! Could I request a Sam Wilson x female ex-HYDRA reader (she/her) imagine with prompt "Them waking you up from a nightmare" where reader was a brainwashed assassin working alongside Bucky and she has nightmares of her HYDRA days and is afraid of hurting Sam but he comforts her and tells her that she isn't going to hurt him?

Sam Wilson x Female!Ex-Hydra!Reader

Prompt: Fluff/#1 “Them waking you up from a nightmare” from Marvel Prompt List #2

Warnings: Brief mentions of brainwashing, Depictions of harming others, Mentions of Bucky Barnes, Contains NO spoilers of TFATWS, Comforting!Sam, Fluff with barely any plot

Summary: Reader has a nightmare and Sam is there to comfort her and offer her reassurance.

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Sam was suddenly awoken by the thrashing of the girl beside him. The girl he loved and did his best to protect and rehabilitate.

She had been having nightmares ever since she had been recovered from HYDRA, always in a constant fight with the thoughts HYDRA had given her and the thoughts that were actually her’s. Only being able to cycle through them in her sleep.

Sam being woken up by (Y/N)’s nightmares had become a common occurrence for him, but this one seemed different. She wasn’t crying or whimpering in her sleep, she was fighting and clutching at something that wasn't there.

Sam sat there for a minute trying to let the grogginess leave him so that he could properly help (Y/N). He decided it best to wake her up before she hurt herself in her sleep.

He gently tugged the blanket off of her and shook at her shoulder. “Hey baby, it’s okay. It’s just Sammy. Wake up for me.” He said softly, trying to coax her from her nightmare. (Y/N) lashed out again and took a firm grip on Sam’s arm, not yet fully awake.

She sat up abruptly and quickly tore her hand away from Sam’s arm and let the tears flow freely down her face. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’ll go and sleep in the living room.” (Y/N) said, looking everywhere but Sam’s face.

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Sam said taking her face and moving it up softly to meet  his gaze. The look on her face showed that she was anything but okay right now and Sam couldn’t let her be alone right now. “You didn’t hurt me, baby. I’m fine, see?” Sam voiced showing (Y/N) his arm that was fine, with no marks or bruising. “I’m perfectly okay, it’s you I'm worried about. Not me. Wanna tell me about your dream? I’m here to listen to anything you want to tell me.” He said, placing a soft kiss on (Y/N)’s forehead and pulling her into his arms.

“I was being tested on. They were trying to turn me into a Winter Soldier again. But they had Buck reading the words. You were there too, Sammy. They wanted me to hurt you, to kill you. It felt so real.” (Y/N) recalled from her nightmare.

“Hey, (Y/N/N), you would never hurt me. I know you wouldn't. What you've done for HYDRA wasn't you. It was the brainwashing. You’d never hurt good people intentionally. You didn't have a choice.”

(Y/N) buried her body further into Sam’s and let a sob wrack through her. “It may not have been my mind. But it was still me. I could have been stronger. I could have fought it. I still killed all those people, alongside Bucky.”

“Baby, it wasn't you. We all know that. Now it’s just time for you to accept it.”

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Hii. Can you write something with prompt "them cooking you breakfast" with Tony Stark, please?? Thanks!

Hi Anon! I made this kind of Angsty. I don't know why that’s just the direction I went in. I feel like Tony wouldn’t just randomly make breakfast so I kinda ran with my idea. Hope you enjoy this and have a lovely day <3

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Tony Stark x Reader

Prompt: “Them making you breakfast” from Marvel Prompt List #2

Warnings: Kind of angsty?, allusions to Tony’s ptsd, kind of fluff, no use of (Y/N), gender neutral reader

Summary: Tony has been ignoring you and has some making up to do.

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Tony had been busy in the lab for the past two weeks. He hadn’t even come out to eat meals with you or anything. He had been working on various projects and making a ruckus that could be heard throughout the whole house. Even with the noise you had still been pretty lonely.

Tony had noticed on Saturday night the change in your mood whenever you didn't come down and watch him tinker like you usually do. One of your favorite things to do was to watch him move around in his lab and be in his element. You had always told him you found it extremely sexy the way he looked when he was completely focused on the task at hand.

Tony had spent all Saturday night trying to busy himself, so his thoughts didn't consume him. He had never been good at relationships, always closed off and ready to bounce the minute things go wrong. But you were different from him. He had said you were it for him and he meant it. He’s just having a hard time adjusting.

Caring for other people had never been a strong suit of his and he’s still navigating the whole ‘serious relationship’ thing. He hadn’t even begin to think about how you must feel about him spending no time with you and not seeing you for more than 45 minutes a day.

He was just trying to do what he did best and that was invent. He found comfort in his suits and robots. Never stopping just a minute to think about how much he also found comfort in you. He had became completely dejected and now has to find a way to make it up to you.

You weren't the type of person to accept big gifts or things such as that. You liked the little things in life, the personal things. Not something expensive and luxurious. You would want something to show that Tony still cared and that he still wanted to be around.

As Tony tinkered all night on Saturday, he came up with the perfect idea. He would make you breakfast. Before his mother had passed, she had taught Tony how to make a few things in the kitchen and if all else failed he could always call Happy and get him to bring breakfast by the house.

Morning came all too soon and Tony hadn’t slept a wink. He had been building and thinking about what he was going to cook for breakfast in the morning to have with you.

He decided on omelets, eggs, muffins, and orange juice. He fixed everything and plated it with minimal hassle and also fixed a pot of coffee. He poured your cup the way you liked it and sat it on the table.

He then decided to go and wake you up so that the food wouldn’t get cold whenever you arrived down stairs. As he made his way up the stairs, he felt almost nervous to face you. He felt like a wreck. He hadn't meant to neglect you and knew he would have to face you for it.

He made his way to your shared room and opened the door gently. He walked over to the bed and shook you slightly. You woke up with a groggy look on your face but a small smile to accompany it. “Hey what are you doing up here, stranger?” You said jokingly.

Tony hadn't read it as a joke and felt guilt overcoming him and a need to explain himself. “Im so sorry, hunny. I hadn't meant to ignore you. I am working on talking to you and spending time with you instead of shutting you out. I’ve missed you so much.” He began to ramble.

You hushed his rambling with a sweet kiss. He looked surprised that you weren't mad at him but rather understanding. “It’s okay, Tony. I know that this is all new for you. We’ll work on it together. I understand how you feel. It's hard to share sometimes, especially whenever you have learned to bottle it up.”

Tony placed a kiss on your lips and then pulled back with a smile. He then clapped his hands and said, “I made breakfast. Let’s go and eat before it gets cold.”

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Loki x Reader Request

Request: Loki- angst,1,8 & smut 3 (from @ilitterallydontcareso109293) 

A/N: Sorry I haven’t written anything in a few days. I have been super unmotivated lately and just haven’t felt like it. I also apologize for taking so long to get to your request. I decided to not include the smut prompt because I couldn’t find a way to tie it in with what I wrote. I hope that's okay. Hope you have a lovely day <3

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Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Marvel Prompt List #1

Prompt #1 Fluff/Angst List: “It’s you. It’s always been you.”

Prompt #8 Fluff/Angst List: “Say the word (y/n). Tell me you love me.”

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Loki with repressed feelings

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Loki had found himself staying in the avengers tower since his previous excursions in New York. He would rather deal with the mortals than face the All Father in Asgard. 

What he had done was not respectable on the behalf of himself nor his family and he did not want to incur the wrath from Odin. He spent out his days in the tower and had proven himself to be useful to the team when he wasn’t creating a world wide security disaster.

Loki had become an asset to the team and an asset to you. He was one of the best things about being with the Avengers. Him and his little quirks were something that had a tendency to spark your interest. Even on your worst days. 

Everything about him was alluring and you had found yourself observing the God of Mischief more than you would like to admit to anyone. He was the center of your attention but you did not seem to be his.

Whenever you would walk into a room, he would be the first eyes you met but would always quickly advert his glance. You had began to think he hated you or that maybe he just wasn't comfortable around you yet, but he had seemed to fall in with the other avengers pretty well, excluding Tony. 

You had never thought that the raven haired God would be nervous around you. You were a mere mortal and he had lived for hundreds of years. Nothing should have made the man nervous, so the thought never crossed your mind.

You and the avengers had a long mission and decided when you all got back to have a few drinks and just hang out. Alcohol had a tendency to loosen your lips so you decided to stay clear of Loki for the night, slightly embarrassed by the idea of confessing your feelings to him accidentally.

Natasha had other plans after she had about 4 shots, announcing rather loudly that everyone should play a game of “Truth or Dare”.

Everyone agreed and the game soon began. Thor decided he would go first and his eyes landed on Tony. “Tony, truth or dare?” He asked. “Dare, do your worst blondie.” “I dare you to send an electronical message to Lady Pepper and tell her you got another girl pregnant.” Rhodey spoke up and said, “Oh, this is going to be good. She’ll be in the tower in the next five minutes or she’ll block you for the night.”

Rhodey’s last theory turned out to be right, as Pepper had blocked him after sending him a brief message telling him to drink some water and sober up because she’ll be here bright and early in the morning. 

After a while everyone had forgot about Pepper and Tony and continued playing a few more rounds of truth or dare and sharing a few more drinks. It was Wanda’s turn and her eyes landed on you. “(Y/N), truth or truth?” she asked. “I believe the name of the game is truth or dare, is it not?” Loki questioned. “Well, typically but I want (Y/N) to answer a question I have.” Wanda explained. 

You answered with a simple ‘truth’ seeing as I didn't have another option. “Do you have a crush on anyone living in the tower? I want a name, not a yes.” Wanda asked. The alcohol coursing through your veins had made you lose all reserve. You answered her question without a moment’s thought. “Yes I do, Loki. He’s pretty hot, just not with the horns.” You managed to get out in between slight giggles. 

“I knew it, the midgardian has a crush on you, brother.” Thor spoke up as he looked at Loki intently. Loki and Thor were not in the least bit buzzed and had a grasp on everything going on. Loki seemed to pale at the idea of you having a crush on you and you had noticed from your seat.

“Do you really have that much of a distaste for me?” You asked, directing your question to Loki. Loki seemed to be trying to find an answer and instead just pulled his lips into a thin line. “Brother, I think Lady (Y/N) deserves an answer.”

Loki nodded his head and began to speak. “(Y/N), it’s not that I don’t like you. I’m just not good for you. I have noticed your infatuation and that is why I have kept a distance. I can’t pull you down with me. Can’t you see? It’s you. It’s always been you. I have feelings for you that scare me. You make me extremely nervous. You own my heart, (Y/N).”

You couldn't do anything but look at Loki after his confession, ignoring everyone else in the room. Feeling so many emotions at once was making you feel dizzy and you didn’t know what to do. Loki spoke up and said, “Say the word (Y/N). Tell me you love me. I need to hear you say it just once. If I never hear those words grace your lips then I will never be able to move on and continue my plan after this night.”

“I love you, Loki. Don’t keep your distance anymore. I’m a big girl and I can decide what's good for me and what isn't. You, you are good for me and I believe I could be good for you.”

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Marvel Prompt List #2

I’ve decided to go ahead and make another writing prompt list because I have used a lot from the other ones and I want to get some new requests. 

*You can send requests in HERE!

*Link to my other prompt list is HERE!

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You can request any character from mcu or can request ships. It doesn’t have to be just the characters in the tags. It can be anyone. Specify the list it is from. You can request multiple prompts for one fic. You can also request without using the prompts, just describe what you would like! It would be lovely if you could specify the use of pronouns as well!

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Fluff

1. Them waking you up from a nightmare.

2. You waking them up from a nightmare.

3. Kissing them in the rain.

4. Them cooking you breakfast.

5. “Hold my hand.”

Angst

1. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

2. “When I see you, I don’t know who you are anymore.”

3. “I still love you. But at what cost?”

4. “You love me but you don’t love me when you're sober.”

5. “You promised you would never hurt me, but that’s what you do best.”

Smut

1. “We can't fuck right here. What if someone sees us?”

2. “I know you can be louder than that.”

3. “You can't bite your lip like that around me.”

4. “Walk it off.”

5. “Maybe I’m not wearing any underwear.”

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Neighbor!Steve Rogers x Reader

Neighbor!Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: AU, Neighbor!Steve Rogers, Married (Y/N), Cheating, Smut, Breeding Kink, Marking, Oral (f receiving), Edging. Fingering, Choking

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As I pulled into my driveway in the pouring rain I noticed my new neighbor struggling to get his front door opened. I rolled my window down and yelled, “Hey Steve, do you need any help?” He looked up from the frustrating door lock to my car, “I think Sam has my set of keys and I have his,” he offered in explanation.

I knew of Sam seeing as how he occasionally popped by to Steve’s house and I had a few encounters with him. Steve and him had just been out together this morning, probably when the mix up happened.

“You can come in to my house for a little while and wait for Sam to bring you your house key,” I offered, with little hesitance. Steve looked unsure but willing to get out of the relentless rain. 

“If it’s no problem to you, ma’am. I would greatly appreciate it.” The soaking wet man said with a gentle smile. “No problem at all, just let me get a few things from my car.” 

Steve walked over to my car and offered to grab my few bags from the grocery store. I wanted to protest but my cheeks were growing hot and my eyes were glued to his chest and the water droplets falling off of his blonde hair in waves. 

Me and him walked up to my front door and he stood back as I unlocked the door. I could feel his presence behind me and it was slightly intimidating but nice nonetheless.

I opened the front door and said, “Excuse the mess, I haven’t exactly had time for a deep clean with work and all and my husband sure as hell doesn't clean.” He gave me a questioning glance and I felt the need to explain myself with a short, “Late work at the office and all.”

He give a curt nod and followed me as I shuffled into the kitchen. “Can I just place these on the counter.” He asked. “Yeah, sure that’s fine.” I agreed and gave him a soft smile.

I had always thought about having this man in my house but now my fantasies just made me feel awkward. I had always had some type a thought about him that I shouldn’t. I mean who wouldn't? He is literally a perfectly created science experiment. Everything about him screams perfect.

“I’ll go and fetch you some of my husband’s lounge clothes and a towel. You’ve got to be cold in those clothes.” 

I heard him thank me as I walked briskly to the bedroom I shared with my husband. I almost felt like I needed a break from the handsome man sitting in my living room. It felt as though looking at him made me feel intoxicated. Every little thing he did made my breath hitch in the back of my throat. 

I grabbed a thin white t-shirt and a pair of joggers. Both were probably too small for Steve but they were the best I could offer him at the time. My husband definitely had a smaller stature than Steve so we had no clothes around the house to accommodate a man his size.

After I grabbed his clothes out of the drawers, I crossed the hall into the bathroom and quickly grabbed a towel and made my way back into my kitchen. I found Steve standing in the same place I left him, looking mostly nervous. I assumed it was because he was in a house of a girl he barely knew.

I handed him the clothes and towel I had grabbed. “Thank you for these, (Y/N). Can you point me to your bathroom so I can change?” I nodded and pointed down the hall and said, “First door on your left. If you need an extra towel there are some under the right side of the sink. Just holler if you need anything.” He nodded and made his way to the bathroom.

The house was decently sized but still small enough that I could hear every cluttered sound coming from the bathroom. Every little noise Steve made. It almost felt comforting to have someone in the house after all this time. When I was home my husband wasn't and when he was home I was at work. Hearing somebody making noise brought me a great sense of happiness as I made busy work by putting away the few groceries.

I heard the bathroom door open and Steve come out. He walked into the kitchen with his wet clothes. I could see every muscle ripple and felt like if he took a big enough breath the shirt would rip into. There was a greek god standing in my kitchen and I looked like a deer in the headlights as I drank in his appearance.

I grabbed his previous clothes from him and dropped them into one of my plastic grocery bags and placed it on the counter. 

Any nervousness of his seemingly disappeared as he let out a sigh and said “Like what you see, doll.” I gulped and turned back around to what I was doing. “Guess that was a yes.” Steve chuckled out.

“It wasn’t a yes or a no, Steve.” I said, slight grimace in my tone as I wanted to say yes, but knew it wouldn't be right due to circumstances. “(Y/N), I know it’s a yes. You act like I can’t see the way you gawk at me when I do yard work or check the mail or leave for work. I see the way you look at me. Don’t try and hide that from me, doll.”

As he said what he had wanted to say, he had gotten increasingly closer to me. It felt like he was cornering me and the only thing I could do was stammer out incoherent words. Stumbling over everything I wanted to say.

“You look so pretty, all nervous over my words. You’re beautiful, doll.” Any regard I had over keeping my composure flew out of the window the moment I heard those words. I wanted him. A part of me had always wanted him since we moved into this neighborhood. 

I always had my eyes on him any chance I got. He was like a drug to me. I needed him, in anyway he would possibly give me.

“Okay, maybe I do find you extremely attractive but I have a husband.” I said trying to remind myself more so than him. “Baby, I see that relationship of yours. You spend no time together. If you’re home, he's not, and vice versa. Just let it happen. He has a girlfriend anyways.”

I went slack jawed at the mention of my husbands so called ‘girlfriend’. I mean I knew, it was just the fact that even Steve knew. I’m sure everyone knew the marriage was a sham if even he could see it. 

“Don’t worry, darling. I don’t think everyone knows. I just happen to be quite observant of you and your little life.” Suddenly relief washed over me but that didn’t last long. 

Steve had snaked his hand up to my face to wipe away a stray tear I didn't even know was running down my face. I guess it’s the sheer anticipation and stress this situation was giving me.

On one hand, I had once loved my husband and he loved me. Now the marriage was more viewed as a partnership. I cooked and bought groceries and he kept the bills paid with occasional help from me. We both spent our own money and rarely slept in the same house together, more or less the same bed. 

On the other hand, it had been so long since I had any attention. Physically or emotionally. My husband gave me nothing but a home to keep my things in. There was no love, passion, or connection. I longed for something like that. Something like that from one person only. That person being, Steve.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head?” Steve questioned. “I want to know everything and more about you. But first I want to explore you.”

When he got no response from me, he took matters into his own hands, stating “If you want me to stop, say the word. I leave you alone and we can never talk about it again, but something tells me you don't want that.”

My brain had finally caught up with the situation. I was very excited for what Steve had in store for me and I believed that he would take care of my every need.

Steve backed me up against the counter and traced a finger down the side of my face gently whispering about how pretty I was. “I wanna do so many things to you, doll. You gonna let me?”

I gave him a slight whimper and nod in return, begging silently in my head for him to do something. Steve took my nod into consideration and apparently he needed more. “I need some words, baby doll. Need to hear you say it. Need you to beg me. Or I walk out that door right now.”

A part of me knew he wasn’t walking out of that door anytime soon, seeing as how it was still pouring rain and Sam had yet to even respond about bringing him his keys. All rational had left my mind though. My thoughts were swimming in my head and my arousal was making me spin. 

“Please, Steve. I’ll be so good. I’ll do anything you want. Just touch me. Have your way with me.” The blonde man towering over me seemed satisfied with my answer and began an assault on my lips.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” I whispered against Steve’s lips. Almost scared that if I said it too loud it would all stop. “I know, darling. Me too. For so long. Since I saw you waltz up your driveway in that black sundress for the first time. You were so perfect. Perfect for me to ruin.” 

I whimpered into Steve’s mouth and he took his opportunity to slip his tongue between my parted lips. He picked me up and placed me on the counter and began to trace his lips down my neck leaving slight love bites in his wake. “I want you to wake up and see just what I’ve done to you. I want you to remember me when you look in the mirror.”

He stood back and admired his work and began to run his hands over my soft thighs. His hands seemed to be dangerously close to where I needed him most. I tried to squirm but his strong hand kept me in place. “Where are you going, (Y/N). I need you to stay still so I can do what I want. Isn’t that what you want?” 

I nodded at his question and he continued to run his hands over my thighs. admiring me. His hand ghosted over where I needed him most and I let out a sigh. “You’re so eager for me. Tell me what you want me to do.” Steve said. “I want you to touch me.”

He complied easily with my request and dipped his fingers under the waistband of my leggings. He rubbed his fingers over the material of my underwear, slightly teasing me. My breathing sped up rapidly as I waited for him to pull my panties to the side. 

He pulled them to the side and ran a finger through my folds. “You’re so wet already? Does he not touch you like this?” He questioned. I shook my head no in response. “You’re the only one who has touched me like this in a long time.” Steve smirked and said, “Good, keep it that way.”

He sunk a finger into my core with little resistance and used his thumb to rub soft circles over my clit. “I can take more.” I said. “You’ll take what I give you.” Steve responded. I nodded my head and let him continue his work.

He pushed a second finger in and curled them in an upwards motion. I let out a soft moan. As he continued curling his fingers, I felt myself teetering on the edge. “I’m close.” The moment those words left my lips, Steve retracted his fingers and pulled his hand out of my leggings briskly.

I let out a soft whine. “Don’t be disappointed, I’ll give you what you want soon. But I want you to cum on my face. I want to taste you.”

I took no time in shimmying out of my leggings and panties and dropped them somewhere on my kitchen floor. Steve picked me up and carried me towards the hallway. “It’s the second door on your right, if you’re looking for my bedroom.” Steve nodded and continued his path. 

When he reached my bedroom, he placed me on the bed. He pulled his shirt off and hovered over me. “I took mine off, so I feel as if it’s only fair if you do the same.” I pulled my shirt off and began to unclasp my bra. “Leave the bra, I want to take it off of you when I’m ready.”

Steve began nipping his way down my chest and stopped at my bra to tug my nipple through his teeth over my bra. I let out a soft moan and raised my hips to meet his, needing more from him. “Be patient.” 

He continued nipping and kissing his way down my body and reached right below my belly button. I thought he would tease me but instead he delved right in-between my folds. He licked up my pussy skillfully and looked up at me through his eyelashes. He raised his head and said, “You taste so sweet. Wish I could stay here all day.” He then continued by drawing light circles over my clit with his tongue. 

I was a mess underneath him and raised my hand to curl into his blonde hair. He looked up briefly and I could see my juices gleaming in his scruff. I let out the softest groan at how his face looked covered in my wetness. I wish I could see him like this every day. 

His tongue dipped into my entrance and then he quickly replaced his tongue with two fingers. Working them inside of me. My legs were starting to shake and I was getting closer to my release. “I want you to let go for me. Cum for me.” That was all it took for me to let go. It had been so long since I had an orgasm ripped from me and I was still sensitive from being edged earlier.

“You look so pretty when you cum. Love that I can make you feel so good.” Steve said as he adjusted his position to give me a kiss. He grinned his hips down into mine as the kiss got more heated and let out a soft moan at the feeling of my heat pressing against his cock.

“Can I fuck you? I wanna feel you wrapped around my cock. So tight, just for me.” Steve said and I nodded and palmed him through the pair of joggers. “I’m gonna fuck you raw. Fill you up and make you mine. Mark your walls with my cum. Nobody will ever touch you like this again. Only me.”

I felt dizzy at the idea of that and quickly tugged at his joggers. I had only just now realized that I had not given him any boxers earlier and felt the heat rise to my cheeks. I pulled his joggers down and watched as he springed out of his confines. 

He pulled his joggers off the rest of the way and hovered over me with one hand near the side of my head and the other pumping his cock. He placed himself at my entrance and I nodded at him, signaling that he could begin easing in. 

He slipped past my entrance with ease and pushed the rest of the way in. Pain twisted over my features, as it had been a while since I had fucked anybody. Especially somebody of his size. He gave me a moment to adjust and soon the pain turned into an overwhelming sense of pleasure.

I nodded and he thrusted in and out of me at an agonizingly slow pace. “Faster please, Stevie.” I said letting the nickname slip and begging for more. He complied and brought a hand around my neck and slammed into me at a quick and harsh place.

I felt him brush against my sweet spot and let out a loud moan. Steve noticed and angled himself where he brushed against it every time. “You’re so fucking tight. Squeezing me like that. I love the way you make me feel.” 

I moaned and gripped his cock even tighter, feeling the heat pool in my stomach. “I’m so close. Please don't stop.” I begged out to him. He did anything but stop and set a much faster pace. “I’m close to. I’m going to cum in you. Fill you up so full. So good. Want you to go to sleep dripping.” I moaned out at the idea.

“C’mon baby doll, I'm so close. Just a little bit longer.” I nodded and he grunted signaling just how close he was. Steve nodded and as I felt him painting my walls with his cum it triggered my release. He helped us ride out our highs and stayed like that for a moment.

He rolled off of me and took in the moment. Giving out sweet praises to me about how good I was for him and how much he enjoyed himself. Once we both came back to reality, Steve looked over to me.

“I don't want this to be a one time thing. I want you. All of you. Anything you’ll give me. Anytime and anywhere. I love you and have for quite some time.” Steve confessed.

“I love you too, Stevie.”

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Bucky is just a whore for Captain America. Prove me wrong. And no we are not talking about John Walker. But like Sam and Bucky. Bucky and Steve?!! it all makes sense to me.

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Sick Fic ~ Bucky Barnes

Nobody requested this, I just needed some fluffy Bucky in my life right now.

Can we just pretend like Bucky has furniture? Maybe you bought him some. I dunno? But I like to think Bucky would be domestic enough with the reader to have at least bought a couch, a bed, and a tv big enough to actually watch something on. This is also kind of short but I needed Domestic!Bucky. 

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Set before TFAWS while Bucky was adjusting, pure fluff, maybe sick reader

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Bucky walked into his apartment and set his things down on the counter, making his way into the living room to turn on the tv while he cooked. He found you curled up in a ball on the couch with the heaviest blanket you could have possibly found and a box of tissue perched right in between the crook of your elbow. 

He walked over to you and gently sat down on the edge of the couch. “Do you not feel well, darling?” He asked you in a sweet voice. You gave him a sniffle in response and buried yourself impossibly further into the heap of blanket.

“I’ll take that as a no.” Bucky chuckled quietly to himself. He sat his hand on your covered leg and began to soothingly rub up and down. 

“Do you want me to make you anything? I’ll fix soup for dinner instead of the chicken.” You replied in your hoarse voice and said, “The chicken is fine. I probably won't be able to eat much anyways. Cook what you wanted to have for supper.”

Bucky began to stand up off of the couch and announced that he was indeed making soup and there was nothing you could do to stop him. You didn't have the energy to argue with him and just flopped yourself over towards the back of the couch. 

Bucky had finished warming up the soup and walked into the living room with it. “I found some ginger ale in the refrigerator too. It’ll help ease off your tummy.” He sat the bowl of soup and cup of ginger ale on the table and was just about to walk back into the kitchen.

“Wait, can you sit with me? Maybe watch a movie? I would be worried about getting you sick but I don’t think that’ll be a problem.” you asked timidly, almost afraid he would walk into the kitchen anyways. 

“Of course, doll. Let me grab an extra blanket from the closet and grab the remote.”

Bucky returned back to the couch with the blanket and tv remote, as promised. “I need you to sit up for me, doll, you can lay on me if you want after you eat some of your soup.” 

You moved up out of your position and allowed Bucky his space so he could get comfortable. Bucky patted at his legs and motioned for you to come and sit in between them.

You shuffled across the couch and moved into a comfortable space for you and grabbed the bowl of off the table. Bucky grabbed the remote and turned on some cheesy rom-com. If you didn't feel so bad you would have had half the heart to tease him for picking such a movie.

Almost knowing what you were thinking Bucky defensively announced that he knew rom-coms were your favorite and he was just trying to make his girl happy. You let out a slight laugh at that and continued eating.

Long after you finished your soup you had laid down and Bucky had began to run his fingers through you hair and trace the outline of your face. You became increasingly sleepier but tried to stay up to finish the movie with him.

You had decided to let sleep win and were letting out soft snores while laying on Bucky’s chest. Bucky shifted out from under neath you carefully and picked you up. He carried you to his bed and kissed your forehead.

“Good Night, doll, sleep well.” He whispered and shut the door.

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Hi there! Can I please request #9 and/or #10 from the Marvel prompt list with Bucky x reader? Could she be grappling with some insecurities and Bucky offers reassurance? (And perhaps vice versa too if that floats your boat 🤗)

Hi anon! I decided to go with prompt #10. I hope you don’t mind that I only used one of them. I just felt like #10 fit more with the fic I had in mind. I made this pretty fluffy. Hope you enjoy!

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt #10 Smut List “I’m going to fuck you right infront of this mirror.”

Warnings: Smut, fluff, unprotected sex (use a condom guys) 

Prompt list can be found HERE!

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Bucky had noticed you had began to hide more and more of yourself from him and he was less than pleased. He thought that every part of you was absolutely beautiful. There was not one part of you that he could say was his least favorite because he loved everything about you.

Sitting on your’s and Bucky’s shared bed, Bucky decided to question you about why you were hiding yourself from him.

“Hey, doll, I have a question.” The long haired man announced. You looked up at him and nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

“Why have you started wearing baggier clothes and changing in the bathroom instead of in the room, in front of me?” You looked up at the questioning man with a dumbstruck look on your face.

“I- uh- well I don't know how to answer that, Buck.” you said not being able to find an answer for your boyfriend. “Well I know and I think you do too. Are you insecure about your body, baby?”

You were really hoping that Bucky wouldn't have caught on to your ever growing insecurities because you didn't want to have the self worth talk with the man you loved most in the world.

You sighed and decided that you better talk about this now so that Buck wouldn't be brooding for the next week because you wouldn't talk to him. Bucky just wanted you to trust him and always feel comfortable around him about anything, and that included your body.

You nodded and looked up at him through your eyelashes. “I just noticed how all of the girls who work in the tower and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents just are always so perfect looking. I sometimes wished I looked like them. I feel like any moment now one of them are going to swoop in on you and I wouldn’t be able to do a thing about it.”

Bucky looked at you with a look in his eye you couldn't quite place in the moment. “You really think I would ever leave you for one of them? I don't want them, doll face. I want you.”

In the moment Bucky decided to gently pull you up out of the bed and position you in front of him and the full length mirror. He began to run his hands down the length of you stopping at any curve or crevice to give it extra attention and praise.

“Baby girl you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Everything about you is so incredibly sexy and amazing. I find a new thing I love about you every time I look at you.”

You finally had the nerve to meet the former winter soldier in the eyes through the mirror. He had the most genuine look on his face full of adoration and love for you.

Bucky spoke up and asked, “Can I pull this t-shirt off of you, baby?” You looked at him with reluctance but your resolve broke and you nodded your head. “I need words, doll.”

“Yes, Buck, it’s okay if you take my shirt off.”

You loved how thorough and attentive he was being to your body, helping melt away any insecurity you had previously felt. As he pulled the shirt off of you, you heard him whisper, “Beautiful, baby girl, absolutely beautiful.”

“I have missed your precious body so much. Got so used to seeing it everyday. Thought I had done something wrong at first. I’ll never get tired of seeing you like this for me.” Bucky said, rambling.

Bucky began to press feather light kisses across your shoulders moving up to the base of your neck. He turned you around and kissed all around your face until he got to your lips. He gave you the sweetest kiss he possibly could in the moment.

The kiss soon turned heated and was a mess of teeth, gnashing, and desperate whimpers. You had missed Bucky and his touches and kisses so much and you already felt the heat pooling between your thighs.

“Buck, I need you to do something. I need you to do anything.” You begged. “I’ll take good care of you, baby, just let me take my time. I want you to remember just how much I love your body.”

He pushed you up against the wall and had you facing towards the mirror. “I want you to see just how good I wreck you. I want you to see just how much love I give every part of you. I’m going to fuck you right infront of this mirror.”

You whimpered at the idea of being able to see just exactly what Bucky was doing to you. As he tugged down your sweat pants and pushed your underwear to the side, he ran a finger through your folds.

“You're already so wet for me, hun. I love seeing you like this. So needy. So ready for me. I’ve missed this.” Just as he said that he slipped two fingers carefully inside of you, thrusting them gently. As he worked you open with his fingers you started to lightly moan but bit back most of them.

“I want to hear you. Don’t hide from me anymore. I love everything about you. Let me hear how good I make you feel.”

You started to let go of your reserve a little bit and let your moans flow free. “I’m ready for you, Buck. I want you. Need to feel you so bad.”

Bucky made quick work of unbuttoning his pants and kicking them off to somewhere in the room. He slid his boxers down and threw them in the general direction of his long forgotten pants.

“I don't have a condom, doll.” Bucky said, slightly kicking himself for starting something he can't finish. “It’s okay, babe. I wanna feel you raw tonight. I wanna be able to feel all of you.”

That was all the confirmation Bucky needed to position himself at your entrance. He slipped in with ease but still let you adjust. You nodded at him and he started to thrust in and out slowly.

Bucky quickly picked up the pace and soon had you clawing at his back. “You see just how good I make you feel? Huh? See just what I do to you? I love watching you come undone.” He grunted out into your ear.

“I’m close” You said just as your walls began to flutter around his cock. “I know baby, cum for me. Don’t hold back.” As soon as he said that you felt the knot in your belly come loose. Bucky followed soon after you and helped the both of you ride out your highs. He slipped out of you and helped you lay on the bed because of how shaky your legs had become.

“Do you want me to grab you a shirt, baby?” the man asked her as he wiped the sweat off of his forehead with his shirt he had discarded previously in the night. “No, Buck, I’m good just like this.” You said feeling a lot more comfortable around Bucky, just like you used to be.

Bucky cleaned you and him up and slipped the covers over the two of you.

“I love you, doll, and always will.” Bucky said leaving a reassuring kiss on top of your head. “I love you too, Buck. Now let’s get some rest.”

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Request ~ I’ll Take Care of You (S.R)

Request: Heyyy, I have a request for your Marvel Prompt List. Could you write something that includes #6 and is a Steve x Reader. Maybe they could go to a bar and he protects her from a creepy guy. Thank you so Much xx (from @wirdbeimaufhebengebunden)

Steve Rogers x Reader

Prompt #6 Fluff/Angst List “If anything happens, I’ll take care of you.”

Warnings: Creepy dude, mention of the blip

Prompt list can be found HERE!

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As Steve and (Y/N) hopped out of the taxi and stood in front of the bar (Y/N)’s nerves immediately hit her. She hadn't been out much since the blip had happened. She found little comfort in the crowds anymore, knowing most of her friends were no longer with her to melt any nerves she had. She had lost so many great people in her life to the blip but was thankful she still had Steve.

“You okay there, (Y/N/N)” Steve said in a teasing manner. “Yes, Cap. I’m fine. Just haven't been out in a while.” Steve’s eyes crinkled up as he smiled and he said, “You sound so formal with the ‘Cap’, quit trying to age me.” “If I had it my way I would bring Capcicle back.” (Y/N) said as she casually laughed.

After their brief banter they approached the doors of the bar. They walked in and immediately found a corner of the bar where it was the quietest.

“Okay, Mr. Rogers, why did you drag me out the compound on a Friday night when I could be watching a cheesy romcom on the couch.” “Well I promised you a drink a couple of days ago and I couldn’t bring myself to disappoint such a pretty lady.”  Steve said with a genuine look on his face. “Always the charmer aren't you?” (Y/N) said with a slight blush gracing her features. “If I didn't try and charm you I wouldn't ever see that pretty shade of pink on your cheeks, doll.”

(Y/N) suddenly felt the need to change the subject and announced she was going to get a drink if Steve would like to join. Steve stood up and extended his hand to (Y/N). (Y/N) contemplated for a moment and then decided to grab it and smiled at him gratefully.

They weaved their way through the crowd and approached the counter. Steve paid for their drinks and they made casual chit chat sitting on their respective barstools.

In the middle of their conversation a man suddenly walked up to (Y/N). “Hi there. I couldn’t help but notice you seemed to be making conversation with something the wind blew in here. Why don’t you come over here with me and I can show you what an actual good time looks like” the man said gesturing to a booth with a few of what (Y/N) suspected to be his friends.

“I’m actually here with him.” (Y/N) said gesturing to Steve. “So I think I’ll be good right where I’m at. Thank you though.” she said trying to be as polite as possible. The man put his hand on her arm and grasped it rather roughly. “C’mon now, pretty girl. I think you”ll like it way better over there with us.”

Steve suddenly stepped in and removed his hand from (Y/N) with ease. “I believe she said that she was okay right where she was at. So I think it’s time for you to leave.” It seemed as though the man had just registered that THE Captain America was gripping this man’s hand with a death squeeze. “I- I’ll be leaving now. Sorry for bothering you, ma’am” the man said with a sudden sober look on his face. Steve muttered a, “Mhm that's what I thought.”

“Thank you so much for that, Steve. I would've been lost on what to do without you.” (Y/N) said. “It’s no problem. If anything happens, I’ll take care of you. You know that and plus I'm the only one who calls you ‘pretty girl’” Steve said the latter part trying to make (Y/N) feel more at ease as he pulled her into a gentle hug.

(Y/N) felt the urge to lean closer to Steve in that moment. Steve closed the gap and they shared a heated kiss. “After that, I think I can honestly say. I’m ready to go home” (Y/N) said winking at Steve.

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Hi can we request without a prompt?

Hi Anon! Yes you can request without a prompt. I have no problem with that at all. Just give me your character and a description of what you are looking for! Hope you are having a good day <3

[the-superior-stark]

Hi!! May I ask something with the #8 from the "fluff and/or Angst" prompt list and also #1 and #9 from the smut prompt list? With Bucky Barnes? Pretty pretty please?

Hi Anon! I love mixing these three prompts together. I think they ended up fitting each other pretty well. I hope you enjoy!

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt #8 Fluff/Angst List “Say the word (y/n). Tell me you love me.”

Prompt #1 Smut List “Such a needy little thing. Aren’t you?”

Prompt #9 Smut List “Sit on my face.”

Warnings: Smut, oral female receiving, swear words

Prompt list can be found HERE!

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Bucky and (y/n) were in their shared room getting ready for one of Tony’s legendary parties. Bucky was buttoning the sleeves of his dress shirt as (y/n) slipped on a flowy red dress. “Zip me up, Buck” (y/n) asked. Bucky came behind her and looked over her frame in the mirror and said, “I would much rather just slip it right back off of you, doll. It looks great on you but I’d much rather see it on the floor.” “Just please zip me up, baby, I have to be at this party tonight. You know how important PR is right now.” (y/n) said as the blush rises up in her cheeks. “Okay, doll, as you wish.”

(Y/N) saw him pull his lips in between his teeth as he concentrated on zipping up the back of her dress. “If you focus on it any harder the zipper may come off the track.” (y/n) said with a humorous tone in her voice. Bucky leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Maybe that's the plan, darling, then nobody would have to see how ravishing you look in this dress and I could just keep you up here with me all night. You would like that more anyways, (y/n).”

“The party is going to be fun, baby, I promise.” (y/n) said with a slight whine in her voice. “and if you behave I’ll let you do whatever you want tonight when we get back in this room.” Just when (y/n) said that FRIDAY announced that guests were arriving and that the two of them needed to report to the foyer.

Bucky finished zipping (y/n) up and they walked down the stairs to the foyer and saw a few familiar faces at the bar. (y/n) dragged Bucky to the bar and sat next to Natasha and Steve. “Hi, (y/n), how have you been? I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.” Nat said with a smile. (y/n) heard Bucky grumble under his breath, “It was just last week in the training compound.” (y/n) feigned a smile as she reached back and squeezed Bucky’s thigh hard. (y/n) answered Natasha and said, “I know what you mean, we’ll have to have a few drinks tonight.”

After few rounds of drinks with the avengers and a little bit of mingling (y/n) was feeling a lot better about the party and Bucky was too. (y/n) sat beside Steve and sat a casual hand on his knee and was laughing at something he had said. Bucky noticed and walked over to (y/n). “Hey doll, It’s getting late and the party is dying down, wanna go back up to our room?” (Y/N) nodded and stood up and linked her arm around Bucky’s and waved everybody bye. Bucky and (y/n) barely made it into the hallway before Bucky had (y/n) pressed against the wall.

“You got the hots for Steve or something, Doll?” Bucky questioned. “No- No sir.” (y/n) stuttered out. “That’s right you don't. and you know why?” (y/n) shook her head no. “Because you're mine, darling. All mine.” “Now with that being said, say the word (y/n). Tell me you love me.” “I love you Bucky. I love you so much. Only you. I only love you.” Bucky seemed to be satisfied with her answer and pulled her into their room.

Bucky unbuttoned his dress shirt and turned to (y/n). “Turn around so I can unzip that pretty little dress off of you.” (y/n) turned around and before Bucky unzipped her dress he pressed sloppy, open mouthed kisses to the back of her neck and she was already whimpering. A mix of the alcohol and his presence had her already melting into every touch he was willing to give her. Bucky unzipped her dress and tugged it down and pushed her on their bed.

Bucky hovered over her and began to leave little, sweet kisses down her breasts and toward her underwear. (y/n) was moaning under him and begging him to do something, anything. “Such a needy little thing, aren’t ya? You’ll take anything I give you. Do anything for me. Wouldn’t you?” (y/n) moaned out a strangled yes.

“Well now’s the time to prove it, doll, sit on my face. I wanna feel that sweet, dripping pussy all over my face.” (Y/N) looked up down at him unsure. “You won’t hurt me, baby, I promise. I’m going to take real good care of you.” (Y/N) finally nodded her head and began to tug her panties off. They switched positions and Bucky laid down and motioned (y/n) over. (Y/N) settled her pussy right over Bucky’s mouth and Bucky pulled her more snug against him and began to lap at her folds. As he worked her over with his mouth (y/n) became a moaning mess. After a few minutes she was begging to cum. Bucky latched his mouth around her bundle of nerves and suckled at it gently, giving a few licks here and there he brought (y/n) closer to the edge. “I’m going to cum, Buck,” (y/n) moaned out giving him a fair warning. After (y/n) had rode out her high she plopped herself on the bed beside Bucky.

“You did so good, doll, so proud of you.” Bucky said stroking (y/n)’s hair. “Thank you, Buck. I needed that.” (y/n) said leaning in for a kiss. His scruff was still glistening with her cum and (y/n) would be lying if she said it wasn't the most attractive thing she had ever seen. Buck gave (y/n) a sweet kiss. “I’m going to get something out of the bathroom to clean us up with.” Buck said. He came back and cleaned us up and kissed the top of (y/n)’s head. “Get some sleep, doll. You’ve had a long night.”

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What about no. 10 in fluff with platonic!sam wilson x reader (possibly a reader thats on the younger side) :D?

Hi anon! I love the idea of Sam and the reader being like really good friends and them having a sort of sibling dynamic relationship where they joke around so that’s the route I tried to go. It’s kind of short but I like the way it turned out. Hope you enjoy!

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Platonic!Sam Wilson x Teenage!Reader

Prompt #10 Fluff/Angst “How much money would you give me just to cause chaos in the tower?”

Warnings: Fluff, swear words, nothing else I think

Prompt list can be found HERE!

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I was sitting in the living space of the compound when FRIDAY announced that somebody has arrived. Sam Wilson A.K.A. America’s other ass has arrived at the compound, now entering the doors of the living space.

“Really (y/n)? I thought I asked you to tell FRIDAY to change my name back?” Sam groaned as he slung his bag off of his shoulder and onto an armchair. “If I wasn’t here to make your life just a little bit more unbearable what would you do then? Mope around.” Seeing the contemplating look on his face I huffed out a “I thought so.”

“Speaking of making others lives just a little bit more unbearable I have something fun we could do while I'm taking a break from missions” Sam said with a hint of mischief spread across his features. “Oh really? What’s your idea Sammy?” I questioned waiting for him to answer. “I was thinking me and you could cause a little bit of chaos in the tower among some of the avengers.” I looked up at him thinking about it and thought seriously about saying no. Clint already has it out for me because I replaced all of the Splenda packets with unmarked packets of salt and he had a very unpleasant surprise in his morning coffee.

“Cmon, (y/n), you know nobody else in the tower could be more fun than me. With me being ‘Uncle Sam’ and all.” I looked at him with an amused face and said, “Well I'm pretty sure the real Uncle Sam was a righteous dickhead so your argument really means nothing to me.” Sam looked less than amused at my response and said, “How ‘bout I pay you, kid.” I honestly couldn’t turn down some pocket change right about now and he knew that seeing as how he had that knowing look in his eye.

“How much money would you give me just to cause chaos in the tower?” I asked already caving in to the idea of at least 20 bucks. “Now we’re talking, kid. I knew you’d say yes to some money seeing as how, ‘Uncle Sam’ is loaded” Then he thought about his current situation and said, “Well figuratively.” I laughed at him and his idiocy and started to walk away and said, “We’ll talk more about this later bird boy, and I was right when I said Uncle Sam is a righteous dick head.”

He snickered at me and threw a pillow and said, “Okay miss (y/n), you know where to find me.” and then flapped his arms out in a joking way. “I sure do bird boy, up in the sky.” I said snickering as I pointed up out of the skylight.

This next week is going to be more than interesting with Sam here.

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[the-superior-stark]

hello! could i get a bucky barnes x reader with fluff/angst prompt 1? somewhere along the lines of miscommunication between them??

Hi anon! I’m not sure if what I wrote is exactly what you were looking for but I tried my best. I hope you like it!

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt #1 Angst/Fluff “It’s you. It’s always been you.” 

Warnings: angsty if you squint and put on glasses, *TFATWS spoilers*, nothing else

Prompt list can be found HERE!

A/N: I haven’t wrote anything like a fic in a long time but I tried my best. I’m pretty proud of it and I think it’s alright but there is room for improvement.

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We settled into Sharon’s apartment for refuge after we had killed Selby. Having every bounty hunter in the city looking for the three of us had made it slightly difficult to maneuver around Madripoor. Killing Selby was never apart of the plan but some little part of me was glad it happened because I did not want to see Bucky taken and possibly brainwashed all over again. Those memories were hard enough for him to suppress right now, as is.

Sharon looked around the room at us and her eyes landed on Bucky. “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Bucky. You look good. The short hair suits you”, she said subtly fluttering her eyelashes at him as she poured a drink. “Uhm thank you ma’am”, Bucky said glancing slightly over her figure watching as she took a sip from her drink.

Sam looked around the room and noticed that I was getting antsy in my seat over the interaction. He mouthed a simple “Are you okay?”. I looked over letting my eyes switch in-between Bucky and Sharon and notioned my head to the two of them with a questioning look. Sam smiled, or more like grimaced and nodded his head. I looked over to the side once again, but finally decided to nod my head sending him the most convincing smile as I could muster.

Sharon had announced there would be a party where she would meet with some associates about her art collection and try and find out more information about the doctor who had been creating the serum for the power broker. She lent me and sam some clothes seeing as how we were the most oddly dressed between the four of us. Before she left to prepare for the party she brushed her hand over Bucky’s clothed right shoulder and a twinge of pink could be seen on his cheeks.

Sam knew the feelings I held for Bucky and thought Bucky had some reserved ones for me. He stood up and announced he was going to see if Sharon needed any help and to keep an eye on Zemo. Everyone knew Sharon would decline his help quickly because he knew nothing of the dynamics of the party or what would be happening but nonetheless he walked out of the living space.

Bucky looked over at me and smiled. I gave him a look that somewhat resembled a scowl. He noticed the shift in my behavior but chocked it up as me being tired from the previous excursions of the mission.

“You know if you want to take a nap you can come over here on the couch and sit with me. We’ll have Zemo take the chair.” Bucky said with a soft look on his face. I didn’t want his sympathy if he thought I couldn’t handle this mission. I would not be coddled by him.

“No, I think I’ll sit right here in this uncomfortable ass chair. I’d rather deal with it than Sharon’s jealousy of me sitting so close to you.” Bucky looked stunned by the sudden outburst and snakiness that had came from me but I couldn’t bring myself to fight with him right now whenever his eyebrows furrowed up and his mouth opened and then closed as if he had so much but so little he wanted to say to me.

I turned my back in the chair and faced towards the window, not wanting to see the gears in Bucky’s head turning right now. It was silent for a good 5 minutes before Zemo announced he was going to the restroom. Bucky didn’t even threaten him, just waved him off with a hand gesture towards the bathroom.

After a few more seconds of silence, I was the one who broke it. “I thought back in the day Sharon was all choked up on Steve, not you.” Bucky spoke directly after that and said, “What do you mean by that (y/n).” “I think you know exactly what I mean, the starstruck look in her eyes was all I needed to confirm my suspicion after her comment over your hair.”

“It was just a compliment, (y/n). I don't think she meant anything by it.” I could see Bucky was trying very hard to keep his composure because he was never good with talking about feelings. He would much rather brood than tell anybody what went on in his head. After a few seconds of contemplation on his part he finally decided to speak.

“(Y/N) do you think I like her? She can look all she wants but she can’t have anything from me.” “What do you mean by that Bucky.” I said looking up at him with a little bit of hope shimmering behind my eyes.

“I clearly meant I like Sam, (y/n)” He said with a mischievous expression. “That’s not funny, Buck, and you know it’s not.” I said trying to hide my snicker. “You know what is funny, (y/n), that you can't see already that it’s you. It’s always been you. You are the one I want. You are the one I lay awake in bed thinking about whenever I can't sleep because of the nightmares. You are the only person that my therapist ever asked about besides Sam because you are the only person whose texts I respond to. You’re the one (y/n).”

By the time he was done with his little speech, he had walked right infront of me  and pulled me up out of my chair gently. “You gone kiss me or what, Buck, Ive been waiting for you to make your move for what feels like a lifetime.” Right after I said that Bucky closed the gap between us and placed a soft and gentle kiss to my lips.

Zemo walked out of the bathroom with a slight snicker to his voice. “About time,” he muttered in his thick accent.

“Shut up”, me and Bucky yelled at the same time.

Looking at Bucky after the kiss, I had never felt so much love, admiration, and joy in one person for me. This Madripoor trip was definitely worth it and Sam’s going to hear all about it on the plane ride home.

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Marvel Prompt List #1

Here is my marvel writing prompt list. These are pretty much recycled but bear with me.

Requests are open! You can request characters romantically or platonically. *Also specify if it for a ship or x reader if more than one character is requested.

*Requests do not have to be from prompt list

You can send in requests here!

Link to my other prompt list is here!

(All credit goes to the owners of the original idea)

But also feel free to use and reblog <3

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Dialogue~ Fluff and/or Angst

1. “It’s you. It’s always been you.”

2. “Just hold my hand.”

3. “Let’s see just how jealous you can get, pretty boy.”

4. “Stop being so grumpy. I can see the wrinkles in your forehead.”

5. “C’mon kid, I need you here. With me.”

6. “If anything happens, I’ll take care of you.”

7. “You do not make a comfy pillow.”

8. “Say the word (y/n). Tell me you love me.”

9. “I believe the deal was, you owe me a kiss.”

10. “How much money would you give me just to cause chaos in the tower?”

Dialogue~ Smut

1. “Such a needy little thing, aren't you?”

2. “Open your mouth”

3. “Do as you're told”

4. “Bend over. Or don’t. I’d much rather make you.”

5. “You know doll, you look prettier when you beg.”

6. “Stop making a scene. I don't care how many people are watching. I’ll take you over my knee.”

7. “Do you think you deserve a reward?”

8. “I love the way you look right now, on your knees, just for me.”

9. “Sit on my face.”

10. “I’m going to fuck you right infront of this mirror.”