Masterlist - Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures
Plot summary :An Agent assigned to work with the Avengers is exposed to a new Hydra neuro-toxin and needs intimate assistance, but who should help them? This is my take on the sex pollen trope.
Choose your favourite - Thor or Steve : There are two options shown below, the reader gets to choose whether Thor or Steve will be the one to offer NSFW assistance.
Note : The two Times stories are very similar but the two versions of Measures are almost completely different, because let’s face it Thor and Steve will have a different approach to sex!
Desperate Times is the build-up to the story with sexual tension and some dirty talk, whilst Desperate Measures has all the really filthy smut. They can be read as stand-alone fics but are better read together.
Warnings - NSFW, 18+ only, smut, more smut, swearing, sex pollen so sort of dub-con
Masterlist - Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures
Plot summary :An Agent assigned to work with the Avengers is exposed to a new Hydra neuro-toxin and needs intimate assistance, but who should help them? This is my take on the sex pollen trope.
Choose your favourite - Thor or Steve : There are two options shown below, the reader gets to choose whether Thor or Steve will be the one to offer NSFW assistance.
Note : The two Times stories are very similar but the two versions of Measures are almost completely different, because let’s face it Thor and Steve will have a different approach to sex!
Desperate Times is the build-up to the story with sexual tension and some dirty talk, whilst Desperate Measures has all the really filthy smut. They can be read as stand-alone fics but are better read together.
Warnings - NSFW, 18+ only, smut, more smut, swearing, sex pollen so sort of dub-con
Princess Y/N Stark of York New must marry a man chosen by her brother, by the time she is 21. Her brother’s council have the perfect man in mind, one that is terrifying and hell bent on having his Queen. But Princess Y/N’s heart belongs to another, and luckily so does her hand in marriage.’
A princess is far more powerful than a king, my love. You have the power of merging families and kingdoms. You have the power of carrying hopeful heirs to the throne. You have more power than you know…’
Bold italics are flashbacks.
Series warnings: swearing, medieval views on women, arranged marriage, smut, bloodshed, violence, 18+ readers only
“I think your father will love them, Morgana.” You smiled at her as you helped her pick flowers from the garden.
She hummed, her brow creased in concentration. “You think so?”
You nodded, “I do. What do you think, Steven?” You looked up at Steve where he knelt beside you and Morgana, holding the flowers that she picked.
He nodded. “Your father with love them, Princess.” He smiled at her before lifting what she’d already picked to his nose and inhaling their scent. “They’re beautiful… Just like you.” He winked at her making her giggle and quickly hide behind you.
You let out a soft laugh and rolled your eyes. “Such a charmer.”
Steve shrugged with a grin. “It’s the truth.”
“If you say so,” You pushed yourself up from the floor. “C'mon, little Princess, we should go find some water for these and take them up to your father.” You smiled down at her and held your hand out for her to take.
“Okay… Come along, King Steven.” Morgana grabbed a hold of Steve’s free hand and began leading him towards the staircase that lead back into the castle.
You rolled your eyes playfully in annoyance but you truly didn’t mind. You were happy to see Morgana smiling, and the sight of her and Steve only fuelled your fantasies of Steve one day being a father.
“Your Majesty… Your Highness,” Rhodey walked up to you and Steve as you entered the castle and bowed.
“Sir James,” You nodded. “Is everything okay?”
He nodded, “It’s the King,” He smiled. “He’s awake.”
Even though you began smiling, tears formed in your eyes. You were sure you were going to loose your brother.
Rhodey looked down at Morgana. “Your nanny has been looking for you, little Princess. Shall we go find her?”
Morgana scrunched her face up. “But I need to put the flowers in water, Sir James.”
Rhodey nodded with a smile. “We can do that. Come along, Your Highness.” He reached down and took a hold of her little hand in his whilst taking the flowers from Steve’s hand with a thank you.
As Morgana waved goodbye to you and Steve, he slipped his arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple.
“Do you think it’s good news?” You asked looking up at him.
Steve let out a slow sigh, “Fingers crossed.”
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“I’m so glad you’re okay, Tony.” You smiled at him as you sat on the edge of his bed.
Tony chuckled, “Of course I am. It’s gonna take a lot more than that to finish me off.” He looked over to where Steve stood at the end of the bed. “Thank you, for taking care of things, Steve. You’re a true friend.” Tony nodded.
Steve smiled, “Of course. Besides, I mostly did it for, Y/N, not you… She’s a lot prettier than you are.” He teased, sending you a wink.
Tony rolled his eyes. “If you say so.”
“And it’s not me you should be thanking, Tony.” Steve proudly smiled as he stood behind you and placed his hand on your shoulder. “Without the help, Y/N, gave us, we wouldn’t have gotten the information we needed.”
Tony nodded and smiled at you. “I’m very proud of you.” He took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I hope you no longer doubt your ability to be a good queen.”
You let out a puff of air. “I’ve got a long way to go before I’m perfect.”
Tony shook his head, “No one is perfect, Y/N. You’ll make mistakes, everyone does. All that matters is you try to be the best version of yourself and learn from the mistakes you make.” He smiled. “That’s how you become a great queen.”
You lowered your gaze as you thought about his words. “Where’s, Pepper?” You asked.
Tony let out a heavy breath, “… Thinking.” He frowned. “I heard about what she said to you.”
Your eyes widened a little. You cleared your throat as you stood from the bed. “Oh, that, that was nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me, Y/N.” Tony gave you a stern stare. “Pepper, had no right to say the things she did to you.”
You closed your eyes as you let out a soft sigh. “But it was understandable, Anthony. She thought you were going to die.”
“It’s no excuse, Y/N. None of this is your fault.” Tony grunted. “I’m tired of people blaming you, or miss treating you because of fathers mess.”
“As am I.” You gave him a lovmg smile. “And I appreciate you still wanting to protect me, but it’s time you focused on your family, Anthony.”
His brow furrowed, “You are my family, Y/N.”
You nodded, “I’m also going to be queen of my very own kingdom soon,” You looked up at Steve as you wrapped your arm around his waist, smiling. “With a husband.”
“It’s my turn to protect her, Tony.” Steve held you close to his side.
You nodded. “It’s time I grew up and became my own.”
Tony let out a heavy sigh. “You’re still my little sister.”
“I know.” You smiled. “Has the doctor said how long it will take for you to be back on your feet?”
He nodded, “Couple of weeks. Banner says he’s got a trick or two up his sleeves.” He smirked.
You nodded, “Good, I’m glad.” You smiled. “Because I’d like to be getting married as soon as we can. Brook needs it’s King back.”
Tony took a deep breath and nodded. “How does three weeks sound?”
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“Any word from, Sam?” You asked Steve as you walked by his side, arms linked as you ventured through the garden maze together.
The moment you’d learnt of Sir Alexander’s involvement, Sam was sent back to Brook to gather a small army of men to make the appropriate arrests as Rhodey had gathered his men to do the same in York New. You had a feeling Sir Alexander wouldn’t be in Brook, he was a snake and would most likely have already made his escape.
Steve shook his head with a sigh. “Nothing yet, which only means bads news.” He looked at you and gave you soft smile, “But forget about that for now. This is meant to be me and you time. Let’s not dwell on all that.” He placed his hand over the top of yours that hooked around his bicep. “Are you happy with when the wedding is, my love?”
Your eyes lit up as you nodded. “Oh, yes. Although, I do worry perhaps we might not get everything planned in time.” Your brow furrowed.
Steve grinned to himself as he watched you. You, his soon-to-be wife. “I’ll help as much as I can before I return to Brook.”
You nodded, “I wish you didn’t have to.” You pouted.
Steve chuckled softly, “I know, my love, but I must. There are things to arrange for when we return together, as man and wife.” He grinned at you making you giggle.
The pair of you stopped and turned to face each other, letting the silence of the garden surround you. Although there were guards at all entrances to the maze and some had walked through the entire thing to make sure there was no one lurking where they shouldn’t be, you and Steve were alone. You’re suddenly u were finally able to spend some time together.
“I meant what I said to, Tony… I’ll protect you until the day I die.” He whispered, reaching up to brush a stray piece of hair back.
You nodded, “I know.” You leaned up and pressed your lips softly against his as your hands tangled in his clothes. You pulled back from him with a deep breath. “I know, I won’t be able to protect you like you will me, but I will care for you, and love you, and I’ll find my own way to protect you.” You smiled.
Steve rested bus forehead against yours, “I know you will… My Queen.”
Just a collection of a few fics that I really really like. None of them are mine obviously. Most of them are reader inserts unless marked otherwise. Mostly female reader inserts.
When stated 18+ DO NOT PROCEED AS A MINOR
☆ fluff, ◇ angst/sad, * smut, ♡ personal favourite (even tho most of them are my favs)
(unfinished and unedited, if a link doesn’t work tell me in the comments)
A/N: I AM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY. I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF FINALS!
WARNING: SMUT, MATURE LANGUAGE, 18+
“A new recruit is starting today… Remember to play nice Steve” Tony told Steve in a teasing matter, as Steve ducked out of the boxing ring.
Steve couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Tony’s teasing behavior, as sweat began rolling down his forehead.
“What’s his name again?” Steve said, taking a swig out of his water bottle, the cold liquid helping cool him down. He worked out a lot, mostly on the days when you were most busy with your administrative duties as well as your training.
“It’s James… Top of his class, the only one who showed some true Avenger material.” Tony said, the snarky tone clinging onto his words. He was never one for training or dealing with the new recruits. The last recruit accidentally burned down Tony’s lab because he was messing with some experiments instead of just listening.
Steve just smiled at Tony before heading out of the gym for a quick shower, he was always one for meeting the new kids and making sure they felt at home. But he didn’t like the ego that came along with the new recruits, as they think they already know everything.
He was drawn from his overwhelming thoughts by the sound of your laugh, he caught your gaze as you were walking towards him with Bucky close to your side.
The three of you were inseparable, you always had been since the moment they came into your world.
“Hey baby” you giggled, watching as his face lit up at the sound of your voice.
He couldn’t help but smile and tried to wrap his arms tightly around you, but you pushed him away causing an echoing laugh from Buck.
“No- you stink” you said to him, as you dodged his grasp once again. Your laugh echoing through the halls as you used Bucky as a shield between you and your boyfriend.
“I thought you loved me” Steve said, a frown crossing his features. Which only caused a small smile to cross your features as he pouted.
“I do love you… but I don’t wanna stink” you said, placing your hand on his cheek. Making a small smile appear on his face before he wrapped his arms around you.
Your protesting was bouncing off the walls as Steve continued to laugh as your loud protests. It was clear your small frame was no match for the super solider serum.
He gently placed you down, you swiftly punched him in the chest.
“I. don’t. like. to. be. picked. up. And now I stink…” you protested, the playful stomp of your foot making Steve and Bucky laugh.
He placed a swift kiss to your forehead, before beginning to walk away from you.
“Hey Solider” you said, loud enough that he would be able to hear.
He turned towards you, taking in your appearance. Your long hair flowing down your soldiers, your pants clinging to every curve, but your loose shirt leaving some to the imagination. But to him, you looked flawless.
“Take a shower” you said, scrunching your nose up as if to show that he smells.
“Yes Ma’am” he said, sending a swift wink in your direction before taking off down the hallway in a swift jog.
You stood patiently in the hanger, listening to Sam and Buck fight about dinner, but also hearing Wanda and Nat gossip about the new recruit and how cute he apparently is.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of someone standing behind you, you knew it was Steve.
“Hi baby” you whispered, carefully leaning back into his chest and feeling his gently chuckle.
“You smell stinky, you know?” he said, causing a gasp to erupt from your throat as you turned to face him.
“Steven Rogers” you threatened, trying to sniff yourself. But all you could catch was the scent of your lavender vanilla shampoo. There were no remnants of Steve’s body odor from his early morning workout.
All Steve could do was laugh at your behavior, but you were glaring knives into his soul.
Your comeback was cut off when Fury’s booming voice overtook the training room, drawing everyone’s attention from their gossip.
“Well, it’s nice to have everyone’s attention… I’ll make this quick” Fury started as him and Hill entered the room with a young recruit hot on their heels.
You leaned into Steve, as you all lined up to welcome the new recruit.
The new recruit was definitely cute, but not your type. He was on the shorter side of things, with dark almost black hair, with a leaner body.
You tended to go for the scruffier kind, and you definitely had a thing for blondes. But your type was definitely Steve and no one else.
You leaned over to Nat’s ear, “He’s definitely your type girl.” Which only caused the both of you to fall into a fit of laughter.
“So, this is the team” Fury’s voice boomed again, sending an unapproving look to Nat and you.
“Mr. Stark and Captain Rogers here are going to get you started and introduce you to everyone before your first training here at the compound.” Fury said, sticking his hand out to shake the new recruits.
“Thank you, Mr. Fury, Ms. Hill” The new recruit said, before turning to Steve and Tony. You could almost see him quiver in excitement over this new position.
“Hi, I’m James… It’s a pleasure” He said before sticking his hand out to Tony, and then to Steve.
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the welcoming, “it’s a pleasure” – the recruits literally never say anything different.
“They always say that” Bucky said, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you roll your eyes once again.
You stifled a laugh as the new recruit approached Buck, the clear nervousness was being to cross his features even more.
“This is Sargent Barnes” Steve said as he gestured to Buck, the smirk on his face was clearer as James shook his hand with what seemed like a decent grip.
You weren’t completely paying attention because you were watching Steve as he kept clenching his jaw every time James opened his mouth to speak.
Seeing as you were too busy watching Steve, you missed that James had moved to right in front of you.
Nat carefully nudged you, drawing you from your trance which only caused a blush to erupt onto your features.
“Oh hi… I’m sorry. I’m Agent L/N” you said carefully extending your hand.
He took in a deep breath before taking your hand, shaking it gently. He continued to shake you hand for a few seconds too long.
Pulling your hand away, you wiped your palm on your pants, “Pleasure to meet you.”
“The pleasure is all mine” James said, sending you a quick wink before being shoved by Steve to move on.
Focusing on Steve once again, you could see that his jaw was clenched worse than before. His eyes were a darkened color instead of his normal baby blues. You could see the shift in his appearance in a heartbeat.
But Steve could see the shift in you too, the way the blush crossed your cheeks when James stood in front of you. The way your leggings gripped your thighs, accentuating all of your best features, the way that he knew that James was watching how your body moved. James was looking at you in the way that Steve looked at you the first time and still continues too. The idea of James dreaming about you, was something that he couldn’t stand. Steve couldn’t stand that James was being introduced to an entire team and all this recruit kept doing was looking back at you as you smiled and laughed. So, he kept quiet, just trying to push his thoughts out of his mind.
But he knew deep down that you had an overwhelming effect on people and that was a huge part of who you are. It was the one thing that he loved the most about you, how real you were with everyone.
You were so caught up in talking to Nat and Wanda, you had no idea of the attraction that James was beginning to feel towards you. You never looked at anyone the way you looked at Steve, and that was never going to change but it was more than clear that James didn’t catch the obvious relationship in the room.
“Okay let’s start with some training exercises, we wanna see what you are capable of here.” Tony said as he looked around the room for a participant, but no one was listening.
“Are you ready to start?” Steve said, watching James’ gaze fall onto you once again. Your head was thrown back laughing as you talked with Wanda.
Steve stepped in his eye line with his gaze hard and cold, “I asked you a question, recruit.”
James took a deep gulp, “I’m sorry Captain, yes I’m ready.”
“So, here’s the plan, we are going to do some basic sparring exercises just to see where your training will take you. The whole point is to see what your skill base is and where we can expand your combat training for future missions” Tony said, drawing James’ gaze from your figure.
“Okay, sounds good sir” James said, taking a deep gulp.
“L/N” Tony barked catching your attention from Nat’s excessive gossiping about Buck and the girl from the third floor.
Your eyes went wide as you turned your frame, “Yes Mr. Stark.”
“You are gonna be up first for the training since you have some other things to do before our welcoming dinner tonight” He said, you quickly nodded your head before stepping into the ring with James. He sent you a quick wink, but of course you thought nothing of it.
“Ready?” you teased as James took a deep gulp before nodding towards you.
A smile erupted on your face before running towards him attempting to strike him with your fist. He quickly blocked before attempting to throw his own punch.
You smiled as you quickly dodged his punch, you both continuously threw punching and kicks to throw each other off your game. It was clear that his training was well rounded, but you were trained by Nat and Steve, so you had just as much training as well as in depth skills.
Catching Steve’s eye off the mat, you winked before sweeping your leg under James’ feet sending him down to the mat. The sound of him hitting the mat echoed through the training area.
That’s my girl, Steve thought as he glared hard at James.
He smiled up at you as he laid there, you reached your hand out to help him up.
He placed a swift kiss to your cheek as you backed away from him. You were flattered but you knew Steve was going to mad at the interaction. He loved you so deeply, and the idea of losing you was the hardest idea to face and that was vice versa for you.
Turning off the mat, you caught Steve’s gaze and his jaw was clenched causing the vein in his neck to bulge. You could see the anger and frustration crossing over his features.
You smiled at him as you returned to your spot between Nat and Bucky.
“Oh, someone is jealous” Nat said, nudging your shoulder.
“No, he’s not, he’s fine” You insisted, trying to figure out the true reason that Steve looked so angry.
“Yeah okay… James is flirting with you. Of course, he’s angry” she said, watching your lips form a frown as you tried to think about the last hour.
“No, he’s not, it is more than clear than I’m with Steve” you said, insisting that what Nat is seeing is clearly just a misunderstanding.
“Yeah okay… you say so” she said, a soft laugh coming off her words.
You began to think about the last hour, the wink, the overly kind words, the way he wanted to impress you… No, he had to have just been being nice since it’s his first day.
“Cap, you are up next” Tony barked, the clear annoyance crossing his features. New recruits were something that he always hated especially since we are so close together.
You watched as Steve stepped onto the mat, the clear jealously falling onto his features as he watched James.
His eyes caught yours, you sent him a quick wink before he turned back to James.
You watched carefully as James took a step towards Steve, sending a solid punch towards his upper body. Steve smiled as he carefully dodged the punch before sending his own punch at James. His fist connecting with his jaw, the sound of James’ body hitting the mat echoed through the room.
Steve went and stepped over James, as he clenched his jaw.
“Steve, off the mat” Tony said, approaching the recruit.
He couldn’t help but send a smile towards you as he made his way off the mat. The clear amusement was dancing off his features.
“Oh, you know that felt good” Bucky said next to you, laughing at James still laying on the mat.
“Don’t encourage it” you hissed, knowing good and well this recruit was in need of some improvement hands down.
The rest of the day seemed to rush by with the busyness of training as well as your double duties as administrator for Stark.
The welcoming dinner Stark planned was closer than you had wished, James sadly beat Steve to the dinner table making sure that he took the spot right next to you. You gave Steve a weak smile, knowing this was going to be a conversation for the both of you tonight.
The dinner table was filled with chattering between the team as James kept trying to catch your attention.
You rolled your eyes before turning to him, “so how was the first day?”
“It was amazing” he started, “thank to you.”
You shifted in your seat uncomfortably knowing that Steve was glaring from across the table. Your suspicions were confirmed with you felt his thick leg sliding in between your leg as a sense of comfort. Steve’s heart fluttered as you smiled at him, you saw him for him not the man he has become due to the serum.
“So how long have you been with SHIELD” James said, trying to draw your attention from Steve.
‘Why don’t you ask Steve, I feel very old answering that question” You said, shooting a look at Steve for backup as you were getting uncomfortable.
The conversations continued on into the night, filled with laughter and never-ending jokes. Steve wasn’t the only one watching you, James had a hard time taking his eyes off you and it was clear.
You were telling the story about the time you and Natasha went on a mission, and she accidentally sprayed herself in the face with one of those fancy Japanese toilets. Instead of helping on that mission, you laughed the entire time and could barely focus on what Stark had wanted done.
Steve couldn’t help but smile at your overwhelming laughter as you and Nat continued to tell funny stories about the team.
The laughter ceased though when James very kindly dumped his full glass of wine in your laugh, covering your white satin dress.
“Oh my god” you stood up quickly, trying to escape the dark liquid.
“I am so so sorry, shit” James said, just staring at the mess he had made, while Nat was running back to the table with tons of napkins.
You quickly tried to clean the mess that had been created, but with that happening your cleavage was on full display not only to your lover but to James who could not or would not stop staring at you.
Steve couldn’t help but bit his lip yet tighten his fists as he watched this pathetic excuse of a recruit who insisted on checking out his love.
“Well, I am just going to shower” You laughed gently as you stepped away from the table. The dark stain not only on your dress but surrounding your chair on Tony’s white carpet. “This just isn’t going to come out.”
James stood up as you backed away from the table, “Do you need help?”
Your eyes went wide, as gasps filled the dining room, “Excuse me?” you said, shocked.
“WITH SHOWERING?!?” Steve yelled, his chair quickly clattering to the floor. The anger clearly crossing his features.
“Cap, take a walk” Tony said, his tone stern but the amusement was clear on his face.
Steve quickly walked out of the dining room, hastily walking to your shared living quarters in the compound.
The door slid open, and he could see your white dress thrown to the side with the stain more than clear against the light fabric.
He couldn’t help but sigh at the mess.
He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, laying in on the bed before he heard your soft voice coming from the shower. You were singing along to your phone,
You’ll know him when you see him
By the way he looks at me
You’d say he hung the moon
I’d say he hung the galaxy
Nobody does it better
Oh, the way he pulls me in
I’ve known a couple bad ones
But they all led me to him
He’s one of the good ones
He smiled as your voice led him to the shower, he could see your dancing as the suds covered your body.
The shower curtain flung open, causing you to jump at the sight of him, “Jesus Steve, you trying to scare me to death?”
He just chuckled as he stepped closer to you, bringing your back into his chest.
“Can I help you?” you chuckled as you turned around to face him, causing a smile to appear onto your face when you made eye contact with him.
He didn’t answer you instead grabbing the back of you neck, bringing your lips to his causing a soft moan to fall from your lips.
“You are mine” he gritted through his teeth as he pushed you into the wall, you body shuttering from the cold tile.
His free hand ran over your thighs, coming closer to your soaking, pulsating heat. Carefully pushing your thighs apart finding your sensitive nub.
You shuttered as he carefully pushed on your nub, the pleasure starting to overcome your senses. You loved that he wanted to be all over you, that he wanted to be in control.
His lips came into contact with your neck, quickly finding your sweet spot causing you to melt into him. His fingers moved from your sensitive nub, pulling you closer to him causing soft moans to fall from your lips.
He smiled down at you before moving his fingers into your pussy, quickening the speed causing your eyes to roll back into your head. The pleasure becoming overwhelming as you squirmed in his grasp. You felt your orgasm coming over your senses, with Steve’s name falling off your lips you let yourself go.
“Fuck doll” he said, pressing a kiss to your earlobe before picking you up in his arms, the cold against your back once again causing you to shutter.
You felt his tip at your entrance, teasing you gently. You moaned at the contact before he entered you in one quick move, your moans echoing off the walls. Steve pulled you close as you wrapped your legs tight around his waist.
Steve’s lips fell onto your mouth, as he slammed into you repeatedly. The mixture of the cold tile, and Steve inside of you sent your body into overdrive. He quickly picked up his pace, causing your eyes to roll back into your head.
Your climax was fast approaching, and Steve could feel you beginning to tighten around him.
“Are you mine? Tell me baby” He groaned out as he continued to slam into you.
“Y-Y-Yo-Yours” you moaned loudly, as your climax overcame you. Steve could feel you pulsating around him which only caused him to lose it. He moaned as he filled you up with his hot seed, causing you to moan at the contact.
He gently placed you down, your legs wobbling at the contact as you leaned back into Steve’s chest causing him to chuckle at your actions.
“Let me get you cleaned up, and we can go back down” he said, picking up the washcloth and gently washing your bruised back.
The two of you walked into the living room, you were clad in Steve’s clothing and he was holding you close. It was more than clear that you were Steve’s, even though most of the team knew that already.
Steve led you over to an empty seat, pulling you gently into his lap which made a laugh slip past your lips. You leaned your head back into the crook of his neck, taking in his sweet scent that made your world spin.
You could feel Steve playing with your damp hair that fell down your back, which sent a smile onto your cheeks.
“Can we talk?” A weary voice said, causing the both of you to look up, seeing James and his terrified expression.
You carefully nodded, pulling Steve behind you into the hallway. You could see James trying to find his words even though he was focused on your body, but Steve found the right words first.
“I’m hoping you are going to apologize to her, and hope to god she is more forgiving than I’m going to be” Steve sneered at the new recruit, who had barely taken five seconds to not look at your ass.
The new recruit was trembling, you could see his face change as he shrunk into the shadow of one, Captain America. He was terrified of what this man was going to do to him.
“Yes Mr. Rogers” he trembled, releasing a deep breath.
Steve rolled his eyes, bending down to meet the new recruit’s terrified eyes.
“That’s Captain to you, recruit.”
Your soft laugh echoed through the hallway as you watched the young boy cower away from your Captain. You knew you were solid in your relationship, so the flirting was nothing new, but it was great to see him jealous.
“Steve, you don’t have to be so tough on him… he’s new” you said, the humor in your voice was more than evident.
He stalked towards you, forgetting about the frightening recruit.
“No one messes with my girl” he said, as he wrapped his arms around your smaller frame.
“My girl…. I like the sound of that” you teased, a smile playing on your features. You held him close as you headed back into the living room to enjoy the rest of your night with your man.
“I suggest you apologize to her, and hope to god she is more forgiving than I’m going to be” Steve sneered at the new recruit, who had barely taken five seconds to not look at your ass.
The new recruit was trembling, you could see his face change as he shrunk into the shadow of one, Captain America.
“Yes Mr. Rogers” he trembled, releasing a deep breath.
Steve rolled his eyes, bending down to meet the new recruit’s eyes.
“That’s Captain to you, recruit.”
Your soft laugh echoed through the hanger as you watched the young boy cower away from your Captain.
“Steve, you don’t have to be so tough on him… he’s new” you said, the humor in your voice was more than evident.
He stalked towards you, forgetting about the frightening recruit.
“No one messes with my girl” he said, as he wrapped his arms around your smaller frame.
“My girl…. I like the sound of that” you teased, a smile playing on your features.
A/N: I TRIED SOMETHING NEW, SO I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!
WARNING- SMUT, 18+ MATERIAL. DO NOT READ UNDER THE AGE OF 18
This mission was different than most, only four of you had been chosen to dive into the world of Hydra and attempt to extract valuable information to take Hydra down. Steve and Buck were on the other side of the compound while Sam and yourself were on the other side attempting to breach the communication center to take over their eyes and ears.
Bullets whizzed past your head as you turned down a darkened hallway, the gasp that escaped your lips seemed deadly as you reloaded you weapon. You could hear the assailants getting closer to your corner as you continued to reload as fast as your human body could move. You may be assassin but you could only move so quickly.
As you went to make your move, aiming for their heads. Sam went to pull you back, in his eyes back to safety, in yours to be a pain in the ass.
“Let me go, now.” You gritted through your teeth as his grip loosened, you went to turn the corner again but only came face to face with Bucky and Steve. They had taken down every assailant before turning to you, taking in your annoyed expression.
The glare you were sending their way was fatal, they did this every single time. Every time they thought you wouldn’t be able to handle the heat on your own. So of course, this is nothing different, but this time you weren’t biting your tongue about it.
“I had it; you should have let me finish this damn mission.” You grunted, pushing past them before making your way to the Quinjet.
You sat in your seat, running your battered hands through your long hair. You could feel blood running down your cheeks, most likely from a cut on your forehead, as your hair kept sticking to it.
“Dammit” You said, throwing your gear across the Quinjet, the anger still radiating off of you as you heard the guys loading their stuff back onto the jet before heading back to Stark Tower.
“You good?” Sam asked as he took a seat next to you before Bucky and Steve loaded up.
You were holding back tears as you looked at him, “Honestly- no. I am so over feeling un-helpful when I know I’m good at my job. I know I can do this. But he thinks I can’t- The fucking Winter Solider, my own damn boyfriend thinks I can’t do my own job. And now I am too the point I want to leave.” You said, a single tear running down your cheek as you made eye contact with Sam.
He just gave you this look of sadness, “Don’t do that, you can’t leave.”
“Can’t leave what?” Bucky said trying to catch your eyes and you looked to the floorboards. He was trying to read your face, but you weren’t going to give anything away- not to him.
“None of your business, Barnes” You hissed at him as he sulked into his seat next to Steve as the Quinjet was being fired up.
You just closed your eyes trying not to focus on the events of today, you just wanted to be back at the tower and in your room away from everyone else.
Before you knew it the Quinjet was touching down again, the rough landing drew you from your slumber. You looked around checking your surroundings before gathering your things.
You quickly stepped out of the jet, making your way to your room. You were halfway off the helipad before someone grabbed your arm, spinning you towards them.
Of course, it was no other than Sargent James Buchanan Barnes, the man who you love when he doesn’t turn into a complete ass.
“What is the problem? I saved you ass back there” He said, glaring down at me.
“You- you are my fucking problem” You said, tearing your arm away from him and made your way back to your room in the tower.
You could not make it to your room faster, the door sliding behind you brought the blissful silence that you so deeply needed. A loud sigh escaped past your lips as you laid down your gear, carefully stripping off your uniform. Gasping as it slipped past a large bruise forming on your upper shoulder.
You made your way to your large bathroom, turning the shower on the steam quickly filling the large space. Looking in the mirror, you took in your appearance. An expansive cut was your forehead, dried blood stuck to your forehead and cheeks, even the evidence of a black eye forming.
A sigh escaped your lips as you stepped under the steaming water, the hot feeling good on your bruised and battered body. The water slowly turning a reddish-brown color due to the blood streaming off your body.
Closing your eyes, you just thought about the mission and how you wish it had gone differently. You knew you could handle the mission, but of course Buck thought you can’t do anything without breaking a nail or accidentally shooting yourself in the foot.
You just shook your head trying to focus on anything else but the mission and how you were being treated. The bubbles from your shampoo mixed with the steamy water, as you just tried to relax.
Could you really step away from the Avengers? Could you really just leave this new world? Could you step away from Bucky forever?
You left out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in as you turned the water off, your stomach growled as you dried yourself off. Trying to think about what tomorrow could bring, you threw on your pajamas, also meaning shorts and a large hoodie with fuzzy socks.
You tossed your wet hair over your shoulder as you made your way to the kitchen, just praying that everyone was still in their rooms or even better asleep. You could hear the peanut butter calling your name as you rounded the corner, only to come face to face with the one person you were trying to avoid.
“Hey Baby” He said, looking up from his files that were spread around the kitchen island, multiple pictures of former Hydra members scattered around with their own individual files.
You barely looked at him as you opened the kitchen cabinet, pulling out the crunchy peanut butter and a spoon. Leaning against the counter you just kept sparing him looks as his brow was scrunched together as he read more of his files.
“You want to stop looking at me or are you going to talk to me?” He grumbled at you, looking up from his files. The bruising on his face was noticeable, and so was the split lip he was sporting. Clearly you weren’t the only one who had some reminders of today’s mission.
You just smirked at him, you were annoyed with him and you weren’t going to engage in whatever he thought he was going to get away with saying to you.
Placing your spoon in the sink, you started to stroll back out of the kitchen just barely passing Bucky. You felt his metal hand wrap around your wrist, making you stop in place.
“I don’t want to talk to you” You said bluntly, trying to pull your already bruised wrist out of his cold hand.
“Well too bad- we need to talk about today. Cause you clearly have some kind of problem with me and how I do my job on missions” He said, turning towards you before standing to his feet causing you to step back as his height overtook your small frame.
“I don’t want to talk about this with you. I have absolutely nothing to say about today. I don’t want to talk to you, okay? Get that through your head please. I am so tired of people trying to protect me and keep me from doing my job. So please- leave me the hell alone Buck.” You said, standing your ground. It was a clear a fight was coming, and you didn’t have the energy to even try to defend yourself or your actions.
“I was trying to protect you! And everyone else on that mission, that is something we need to talk about. Not you ignore me because you’re mad at me cause I stepped in your way. You know I couldn’t live with myself if something was to happen to you.” He said, trying to step towards you more but you kept stepping back away from him.
“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mighty, and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way! I know how to do my job, but I cannot do it when you are all over me.” You finally screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to care and love.
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to dampen your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego. You were just so done.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
A slight moan escaped from your lips as the kiss continued to intensify, you gently pulled at his matted hair causing a guttural sound to escape his lips. His lips pulled away slowly looking for the sweet spot under your jaw that makes you go crazy.
“Oh Buck…” You moaned loudly, your voice bouncing off the kitchen walls. It would like your moan was in utter surround sound.
He pulled away, darkened eyes looking deep into your eyes before speaking in a low tone, “That’s not my name angel.”
You leaned in close, your hot breath hitting his ear, “Oh I’m sorry…. Sargent Barnes”
A shutter rippled through his body as he threw you over his shoulder, making his way over to Tony’s new and very expensive couch. Tossing you down, the armrest digging into your bruised back, only causing a moan to escape from you.
“Tony is going to kill us…” You moaned as he rutted his hips against yours, slowly grinding against your clothed heat. But that only added to the pleasure as you were already dripping wet.
“I don’t care” He silently moaned against your ear, as he found his way to your sweet spot under your jaw once again. Leaving a liter of hickey’s as he made his way down your body, slowly stripping you of your hoodie. Your nipples becoming hard as the cold air rushed onto your exposed skin.
A low moan escaped from you as he made his way down your neck before working his way to your breasts. He shot you a small glance as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, the contact sending your eyes to roll back into your head. The pleasure taking over your body, you were ready to give everything to this man.
You grinded your hips against his, your juices continuing to leak from you as you were a moaning mess under him. He made his way back up to your lips, kissing them so gently as he stripped off his shirt, and began to remove your shorts which barely covered anything.
You let out a shaky breath as he grazed your clit with his metal fingers, which only caused a ripple of pleasure to travel through you. He couldn’t help but smirk at the bucking of your hips.
“You’re leaking baby” He said, rubbing his thumb across your clit almost too slow for your liking. He knew exactly what he was doing as he continued to press his thumb into your clit, as he slowly enters two fingers into your leaking cunt. You couldn’t help yourself as your eyes rolled back into your head, the pleasure building inside of you.
Your legs began to tremble as your orgasm was quickly approaching, you could hear the wet sounds of your cunt as he continued to press his fingers deep inside of you, hitting your most sensitive spot.
“Please- I’m gonna…Sargent…” You began to pant out as your legs continue to tremble even more.
“Go.” Was all he had to say before you came undone under him, you became a mess of moans as you felt your cunt pulse around his fingers as he continued to pump in and out of you.
“I need you…” You said as you grinded your leaking cunt against his hand even more, he couldn’t help but groan as he fished his thick length out of his sweats. His tip was swollen, and red with precum started to leak.
He stroked himself a few times before guiding himself to your opening, stretching your cunt to accommodate his size. He gave you no time to adjust before he began thrusting into you at a fast speed.
The frantic pace was too much for your pleasure riddled body as you could feel your cunt started to pulse again, your orgasm was only seconds away. You arched your back as the orgasm began to overwhelm your body, sending your eyes straight back into your head.
He threw his head back as he felt his high approaching, he just took in the glorious appearance under him as you continued to fall apart under him.
“I’m close” He moaned as he continued to hit your sensitive spot with such force, only causing the pleasure to increase even more.
“Fill me up….” Was all you worked out in-between your panting. He smiled down at you before snapping his hips one more time, spilling hit warm seed deep inside of you. Only causing you to pulse even more around his throbbing dick.
He collapsed on top of you, just taking in this moment and taking in you.
“I love you… only you” You said as you pushed his matted, sweaty hair out of his face. A smile appeared on his face, as he pressed his lips to yours, hard.
“I love you so much” He said, brushing your wet hair out of your face, taking in every feature as he continued to study you.
You opened your mouth to say something when a voice came over the loudspeaker, “Mr. Stark would like to inform you that you owe him a new couch And also to say that was more than disturbing”
You both couldn’t help but laugh as the loudspeaker cut out again. In a world where the Winter Solider used to be nothing but a killer. Here he is now, in all his glory as the one man who would do anything to keep your safe.
“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mightly and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way!” You screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to love
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to wetten your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
You sighed as you sat down to write out the email. It was all in code and made to look like friends have an argument. It had been quite fun after a while. But being under cover had started to drag. For starters, Pietro snoored and it bothered Coulson who would grumble and complain about the lack of sleep. Then the food was running low.
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Steve felt sick, he remembers getting sick when he was younger, however this was worse. He felt his stomach twist, his chest tighten, and his entire body felt as heavy as lead.
Laughter filled the reception room as Steve contemplated leaving with an early morning mission as an excuse when suddenly the room went quiet.
“May I present for the first time,” The announcer said, “Mr and Mrs. Barnes.”
Steve could feel his heart drop to his stomach as he saw you and Bucky enter the room. Bucky had the biggest grin on his face as his hand held yours. You looked radiant, the dress you chose flattered you and accentuated the loveliness that was your figure. Your hair had been pinned and adorned with flowers and Steve couldn’t help but think that you looked ethereal, your smile lit up your entire face that gave you a certain glow. However there was a pang of jealousy as he saw how your eyes looked at Bucky like he was the only one in the room, he couldn’t stop the thought of it should be him instead of Bucky.
Steve felt sick, and he knew why.
He watched as your first dance began, the way Bucky was holding you gently to him as you swayed on the dance floor. The way Bucky whispered in your ear as you danced, the way Steve saw you breath him in, looking more in love than he ever saw you.
You were Steve’s once, once Steve held you like that, once Steve warmed your bed and held you at night, once it was Steve that put that starry look in your eye.
But that was a long time ago.
Steve tried to smile and act like his heart wasn’t beating painfully, like he didn’t want to grab you and tell you that while you weren’t his, he was still yours.
Steve downed his drink in one go before continuing to watch you happily sway with your husband, his best friend.
He couldn’t fault Bucky for falling for you, nor could he fault him for marrying you. Bucky deserved to be happy and right now Steve could see he’s the happiest he’s been since the forties when he was with you.
That doesn’t stop the jealous thoughts entering his head, about how Steve should’ve been the one at the altar with you. Steve should’ve been the one who wakes you up every morning and kisses you to sleep at night. Steve should’ve been the one you spent the rest of your life with.
Not Bucky.
But Bucky is the one you’ll do all that with and more.
Not Steve.
As he watches the dance end Steve begins to wonder where it all went wrong between you and him.
Then he remembered.
Peggy Carter.
Steve never should’ve gone back to her, he didn’t even get past knocking on her door before he realized what an idiot he was and made his way back home to you.
When he came back he realized he was too late.
It was four years later and you were engaged to Bucky, you had moved on.
That was a year ago and he wishes he can take it all back, wishes he can be the one for you like you were the one for him.
But he can’t.
So all he can do now is drink, and pretend like he was alright.
The reception went smoothly, people ate, danced, and drank to their heart’s content. There was nothing but laughter and love in the air. Steve downed one glass of whiskey after another for a buzz that never came.
The toasts came and went and when Steve’s turn came to give a toast it felt like he was swallowing nails. Each word hurt, even more so when you smiled at him that bittersweet smile he knew so well now.
Steve retreated back to the bar where he ordered another whiskey, wanting the burn of the liquid to distract him from the pain in his heart. He knew this day was going to hurt, he just didn’t imagine it would hurt this much.
When the party was at its height Steve saw his opportunity to slip away unnoticed. However, things never went to plan.
Steve had just gotten through the front doors of the reception hall before he heard footsteps approaching him.
“Where do you think you’re going punk?” Bucky asked as he made his way to the blonde supersoldier.
“Got an early mission tomorrow so I think I’m gonna call it a night, I didn’t want to be a buzzkill and all so I thought I could sneak out without anyone noticing.” Steve explained, Bucky grabbed the tall man’s shoulder.
“Hey you’re not a buzzkill and you’re our friend of course we would notice if you left before the big announcement.”
“Big announcement?”
“Yeah,” Bucky said grinning from ear to ear, “I’m actually glad we’re alone right now because I wanted to tell you one on one.”
“Tell me what?”
“(Y/n)’s pregnant,” Bucky said excitedly, “we’re going to be parents.”
Steve swore he felt the earth stop spinning and time slow down. Steve couldn’t feel anything, the shock still running its course.
“I’m happy for you Buck,” Steve said with a smile.
“I’m happy too Steve,” Bucky said, “I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. If I knew then what I know now, all the pain and torture would lead to this right here. I wouldn’t change it for the world.”
Steve congratulated Bucky one last time before Bucky headed back to you.
He was still in shock by the time the crisp night air nipped at him, it didn’t hit him until he passed by the window and he could see the reception from inside. He could see you curled up next to Bucky, your hand unconsciously over your stomach while you drank sparkling water.
Suddenly it felt all too real, he could feel every emotion he had buried since coming back. Everything became too much as he sunk to the ground beside the window, his breathing became erratic as he felt the tears slip past his eyes. He could hardly breathe through the pain.
Steve had been sick plenty of times.
Steve had been injured plenty of times.
Stabbed, shot, injected, and lost so many people he had loved.
But nothing compared to this.
Because Steve had no one to blame but himself.
Steve loved you so much, so much and he tossed it all away.
And there was nothing he could ever do to take it all back.
for@thefanficfaerie‘s OTP Challenge (2020) Words:984 Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Prompt:Winter Wonderland: Day 31- New Year’s Eve Summary:It’s New Year’s Eve and thanks to the craziness that was 2020, Reader and Steve almost miss it! Tony Stark, not one to pass on the biggest party night of the year, finds a way to bring the Avengers together without having everyone together. After a night of games and fun, Reader and Steve share a New Year’s kiss, and Steve slips in a quality dad joke.
“Is it over yet?” You asked before sitting on the couch. You drew your legs up close and cradled a bowl of popcorn.
“No, the episode just started.” Steve said reaching for the remote. He was talking about the rerun episode of NCIS currently playing on TV. “I can change it.”
“I’m not talking about the show. I’m talking about the year.” You huffed before scooping up a handful of popcorn and tossing it into your mouth.
“We’ve still got a little way to go, Darling. We just had Christmas.” Steve laughed.
“If by a little way you mean five hours.” You handed your cellphone to him so he could see the date. Steve squinted at the screen, not quite believing what he was seeing.
“No kidding.” He exclaimed, putting your phone in the coffee table. “I didn’t have a good sense of time to begin with. Clearly our sheltering in place hasn’t helped that much. Should I switch to the ball drop?”
“TV coverage doesn’t usually start to get good until at least 9. Though I don’t think they’ll be much to cover this year.” You sighed. You continued to eat your popcorn and watched the show for a little while. You saw your phone light up and looked down to see a new notification. You swapped your popcorn bowl for the phone. “Tony’s invited us to his New Year’s Eve party.”
“He’s still having a party?” Steve frowned. “Is he insane?” Steve reached for his phone to start chastising his friend.
Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, other Avengers
Words: 698
Warnings: Good times with friends, fluff
A/N: Welcome to the end!!! I can’t believe I made it through this challenge and posted a drab every day for the entire month! I hope you guys have enjoyed this series as much as I’ve enjoyed writing this. These two have had some good fun all month long, so let’s give them a proper send off. Thanks to @thefanficfaerie for hosting this challenge and getting me out of my writers block. Stay awesome, my friend!! Everyone else, enjoy and thanks for reading!!
Pairing:Steve x Mexican American Reader Word Count: 6,838
Warnings:light smut, talks of having kids, language, drinking
A/N:This is the first time I have ever written anything for a specific type of reader. I don’t usually write for a specific race or ethnicity because I can’t speak as to the intimacy of living in that person’s shoes. By this I mean more of a family life. I’m eager to learn but for now, I will write what I know and that is a reader of my own background. I hope I don’t alienate anyone too much and that you all enjoy the story for what it is. There is a bit of Spanish in this one, but so long as you read all of the dialogue what is said is explained in English shortly after. Anyway, I’m SUPER nervous about this one, and it’s a little on the short side but I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks for your support! xoxo
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This is the last week of the Reblog Challenge and the last Reblog Challenge I will do. I hope my list has brought you many new stories to read and some old ones as well. This has always been something for me to do and I didnt get everyday done as I hope the days that had duplicates made up for it. I’m sorry I didnt get to everyone’s stories. I did my best. I do ask one thing of you. If you read a story by a creator and you love it, reblog it. Tell them you loved, give it keyboard slams. Writers may write things they enjoy but they share it with you because they want you to enjoy it as well.
for@thefanficfaerie‘s OTP Challenge (2020) Words:471 Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Prompt:Winter Wonderland: Day 18- Snow Angels Summary:Steve and Reader are playing on their lawn making snow angels. Steve comments that they don’t look much like actual angels which eventually leads to Steve confessing something to to Reader. *This is a re-post because I had originally posted it on the main blog last night and didn’t realize until this morning.*
“You know,” Steve commented with a hint of disapproval as he helped you up off the ground. “These just kind of look like the idea of an angel.” The two of you looked down at the pair of snow angels you’d just etched into the very fluffy white ground covering below.
“Ugh, and I didn’t even get the skirt part right.” You pointed to bottom of your snow angel. It seemed your snow angel was wearing a pair of bellbottom pants instead of a dress. “Of course, yours is nearly perfect. Just once I’d like to be better than you at something.”
“You’re better at quoting movies than me.” Steve smirked.
“That’s just because I’ve had decades to re-watch them. You’ll catch up, Rogers.” You winked.
“No, I think you just have a good memory.” He complimented you. “That being said, I’m happy to re-watch any movie with you if it means having you cuddled up with me.”
