#if you're gonna yell at me for what I did to Steve here trust me I already know
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Characters whose palismen we never got to see and what I think they would have been like.
1. Alador Blight
Alador’s palisman is a small hummingbird. It doesn’t technically have a name, as Odalia scoffed at the idea, claiming that “Palismen are tools to further your magical skills. It’s ridiculous to name them like some kind of pet,” but Alador secretly calls it Leif.
Its staff is an elegant dark wood color. Off of the staff, it becomes a rather derpy little green and blue bird that gets distracted easily and wanders off fairly frequently.
It has a habit of chasing bugs far too big for it to actually catch. On the rare occasion that it does, it brings them to Alador, somewhat like a cat. He always praises it and waits until it’s back on the staff to let the bugs go.
Odalia occasionally locks it in a cabinet in order to force Alador to focus. It’s unfortunately a very effective technique.
2. Darius Deamonne*
Darius’s palisman is a Bengal cat named Silverthorne. Occasionally, others around them refer to her as Thorny or Thorn, which irks both palisman and master.
As a staff, Silverthorne is a golden-brown color and sits in a similar position to Ghost (Amity’s palisman). Darius took the time to carve and paint each of her spots, as well as carving an intricate pattern into her staff. The other Coven Heads (i.e., Raine) theorize that this set the precedent for Silverthorne’s attitude.
Silverthorne (like her master) has a very haughty air about her. Like Darius, she also spends a good amount of time grooming herself and fussing over her appearance. Despite this, she hates bath days.
Whenever Darius takes a self-care day, he makes sure to spoil his palisman as well. Some days this entails having a fancy meal together, others involve vigorous at-home spa treatments. Silverthorne enjoys some more than others.
3. Steve
Steve’s palisman was a wolf-like creature, with markings resembling a German Shepard. When his father carved it for him (under Steve’s supervision, of course), young Steve went with the simplistic name of Buddy.
Buddy never spent much time on his staff, as Steve acquired him at a fairly young age. He was a fiercely loyal companion and Steve’s best friend, going everywhere with him and always looking out for him.
Buddy had a fairly serious demeanor, as he felt it was his duty to protect his young master. People who approached him often initially felt intimidated by the glaring palisman, only to watch a little boy bound up to him and bury his face in his scruff. Steve could pretty much go anywhere he wanted safely as a child.
Steve didn’t realize what joining the Emperor’s Coven entailed in regards to his palisman. He went to sleep on his first night with Buddy sleeping on his feet like usual and woke up alone, much to his confusion. He never learned what exactly happened to Buddy, and his friends never had the heart to tell him.
4. Raine Whispers*
No one’s entirely sure what Raine’s palisman is, and they’re ok with that. Their palisman resembles some odd cross between a jackalope and a cat, and is named Viola.
Viola, like her master, has some pretty severe social anxiety and doesn’t like spending time off of her staff around other people. However, she always liked Eda, who was the only person aside from Raine who could pet her.
Viola has the ability to mimic musical tones. Sometimes, when Raine’s writing sheet music, they’ll ask her to test out what they’ve written and she’ll sing it for them.
When Raine needs to destress, they sit down and carefully polish their staff. Then, they’ll summon Viola and spend some time brushing her. She enjoys the pampering, they enjoy the stress relief. It’s a win-win.
That’s all for today, but stay tuned for part two! If you have characters you want to see featured, comment them! I have a pretty solid list in mind, but I’m totally open to taking suggestions.
*I have no clue if coven heads outside of the Emperor’s Coven were allowed to keep their palismen. I’m gonna lean towards yes, since Belos probably knew better than to try and take away all palismen from all covens, but I can't be 100% sure, just like with any headcanon.
#palismen#toh palismen#toh raine#raine whispers#toh alador#alador blight#toh darius#darius deamonne#toh steve#TOH Eda#eda clawthorne#kinda anyway#raeda#introverted witch=introverted palisman#Darius spoils his palisman rotten#it's an issue#we don't talk about steve#poor steve#if you're gonna yell at me for what I did to Steve here trust me I already know
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𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 | 𝐄.𝐌 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
request?: nope
summary: you're on your period and eddie comes over to cheer you up
warnings: language, reader is on her period, i was lazy and didn't proof-read (so typos probably)
wc: 1.7k
a/n: i'm on my period and just needed cute eddie fluff to help me get through this shit, I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANYTHING IN A LONG TIME SO BE NICE
gif credits to the owner!!!
“Hi, is Y/N in?” Eddie asked as he approached an employee in the Hawkins record shop.
He didn’t see you walking around like you usually were ever since you graduated last year, working full-time. And that’s where you two met for the first time. Eddie walked in trying to find a certain tape and you were more than happy to help the good-looking dude out. And you’ve been friends ever since. You liked to hang out at the shop and just jam out together since you knew how to play drums.
“No, sorry. She left early today.”
“Oh. Okay, thanks.”
Eddie left the shop and walked next door, opening the door to Family video where Steve and Robin were working at. They were arguing about which movie to watch next and things we’re getting heated. Robin whacked the back of Steve’s head with a tape .
“You’re going to break that, you idiot!” Steve yelled, shielding his face from any more hits from Robin.
“That’s a low price to pay for getting to choose the movie. I’m telling you, this one is soooo much better. You’ll thank me later. Trust me.”
“Have you guys seen Y/N?” Eddie interrupted, finally gaining their attention.
“She went home. She came by to tell us in case you were gonna come and ask. Which you obviously did.” Robin inserted the movie into the player and turning on the TV.
“Do you know why? Is she okay?”
“It’s girl stuff, Munson. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.”
“She’s in complete agony because her period started and she’s in for a week of hell. Hers is usually pretty bad. She told me about it. She’s gonna feel like she’s on the verge of death for days. But like what do you expect, happiness and butterflies? No! She’s bleeding out of her freaking vagina for god’s sake!”
“Oookay TMI, Robin. Stop.”
“You asked for it!”
Eddie rolled his eyes at her but then the gears in his mind started working. “Do you guys have her address?”
You were laying in your bed, curled up into a ball, trying to ease the pain that your body was enduring. You had run out of pain killers but didn’t have the energy to leave the house, the bed even. You had even thrown up once because of the pain. It was pretty bad, it had always been. You had called your boss and asked for a few days off because there was no way you were going to work in this condition.
Then you heard a knock at the front door. You groaned in annoyance as you stood up, taking the comforter with you and wrapping it around yourself, head included so you looked like a worm. But at least it was warm and comfortable.
You opened the door but as soon as you saw who was standing there you closed it again.
“Y/N, come on! Open the door, please;” Eddie begged.
“No! I look like shit. I’m not letting you see me like this. Come back in 4-5 business days.”
“I don’t care what you look like right now. I brought you something, I heard you’re not feeling well and I think it will help.”
You opened the door just an inch. “What did you bring?”
He put his hand into the plastic bag he was holding and pulled out a box of pain killers. You opened the door wider, trying to grab the box from his hand but he held it up higher.
“Let me in first.”
You rolled your eyes and sighed. “Fine.”
He smiled victoriously stepping into your house and then handing you the box of medication you so desperately needed. He followed you into the kitchen where you poured yourself a glass of water to down the pills with.
“Based on all the eye rolling and frustration noises I think you’re not happy to see me.”
“Of course, I am, Eddie. But I look and feel like shit. I’m not much fun to be around right now.”
“Well, that’s why I’m here.”
“You came here to rip out my uterus and free me from this torment? Thank god! How will I ever repay you?” you said, sarcasm dripping from your voice.
“As much as I’d love to do that, I actually came here for something different.” He placed the plastic bag onto the kitchen table and started to take out the items that it contained. There we’re snacks, a couple of movies from Family Video and even a heating pad.
“The lady at the store said this will help.”
“Eddie.” You had tears in your eyes, threatening to spill. You were so close to full on sobbing. Your period was making you extra emotional and Eddie’s gesture was the tipping point.
“What? What’s wrong? Did the pain get worse? I can-“
You dropped the comforter onto the kitchen floor and wrapped your arms around him and giving him a big hug. He was shocked at first but then put his arms around you as well. He placed one of his hands on the back of your head, holding you close as you cried into his shoulder.
“Thank you.”
“No problem.”
He held you like this for a few minutes until you we’re ready to let go. He picked up the comforter from the floor and put it around your shoulders again. You gave him a small smile as you picked up the movies he had brought.
“Robin and Steve recommended them, said that you should like them.”
“You mean Robin. Steve doesn’t know shit about movies.”
He laughed. “Yes, I meant Robin.”
His smile was so beautiful. It’s what got your attention in the first place. Of course, he was very attractive overall but the smile was just the cherry on top.
“Go sit down and choose which one you wanna watch first. I’m gonna heat up some water to put in the heater thing.” He gently nudged you out of the kitchen.
“Are you sure?
“Yes.”
“The pots are in the cabinet under the sink.” You said, making your way to the living room. You sat down and read the movie descriptions as Eddie struggled in the kitchen boiling water for you.
“You okay in there?” you shouted as you heard some weird noises. “Don’t burn down my kitchen, please!”
“I will do nothing of the sort!”
“Doesn’t sound like it, Eds!”
“Shut up! I’m trying to focus.”
“On what? Boiling water? I hate to break it to you but even a 5-year-old could do it.”
“Don’t compare me to a baby!”
“A 5-year-old is not a baby!”
“Is very much so!”
Soon he appeared from the kitchen, the heating pad in one hand and snacks in the other. He sat down beside you, handing you the pad and putting the snacks onto the coffee table in front of you.
You handed him the movie you had chosen.
“This one? Really?” He raised an eyebrow at you.
“Shut up and put it in!” you shoved him towards the TV.
“That’s what she said.”
“Eddie!”
“Alright, alright.”
He put the tape in, started the movie and then joined you on the couch again. You leaned against him, making yourself comfortable. What you didn’t see was the cute adoring grin he had on his face when you did that.
He put his arm around you as you watched the movie. You didn’t watch it for very long because 20 minutes in you had fallen asleep.
When Eddie noticed that you were sleeping, he took his time to actually look at you up close. Your closed eyes, the way that your eyelashes we’re resting on your cheek. Your nose, your lips. You were so precious to him, so beautiful. He couldn’t recall if he had ever seen anyone as pretty as you. It’s because he hadn’t. He felt really lucky to have met you and to have bonded with you the way he did because he didn’t know how to live without you anymore. You were a big part of his life. Everyday, except the days he had Hellfire on, he came by the shop to hang out with you, to play some songs and have some fun. He loved every minute he spent with you and wouldn’t trade it for anything.
When the movie ended, he gently nudged you to wake you up, even though he didn’t want to because you finally seemed like the pain wasn’t bothering you as much.
“Y/N.”
“What?” you mumbled, burying your face more into him, making his heart swell. You felt so comfortable around him, it made him so happy.
“It’s time for me to go.”
Your hand instantly flew around his waist, keeping him in place. “Don’t go.”
“What?”
“Stay here, spend the night. I don’t want you to go. Please.”
“Are you sure?”
“I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t, Eds.”
Holding the heating pack against your lower stomach, you stood up, grabbing Eddie’s hand and pulling him up as well, leading him towards your bedroom.
He liked holding your hand, it was so familiar, so comfortable.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom and then I’ll come and join you. Get comfortable.” You dropped the comforter back onto the bed and made your way to the bathroom. When you came back, Eddie was awkwardly sitting at the edge of your bed, fiddling with his thumbs.
“What part of ‘get comfortable’ didn’t you understand?” you laughed, climbing onto the bed and patting the spot next to you, gesturing for him to join you. He then took off his shoes and sat beside you.
“And now you lay down. Like this.” You laid down and then he did the same. You moved closer to him and put your head on his chest and threw your arm over him. His arm was around you and with the other he pushed the hair out of your face.
“Thank you for coming over today.”
“Of course, anytime.” And he meant it.
He built up his courage and then pressed a light kiss onto your head. Now he was the one who didn’t see the other smiling like an idiot.
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x female!reader#eddie munson imagine#eddie stranger things#eddie munson#eddie x reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x y/n#stranger things#eddie munson stranger things
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Making it up
-DramaKing online-
DramaKing: Alright, I've had enough
-CommanderHighheels online-
-Steve online-
-Itsybitsyspider online-
-ScienceShock online-
CommanderHighheels: I agree with KnockOut. This has gone on long enough
Itsybitsyspider: I didn't even know it was possible for each of them to leave each other in an even worse condition
Steve: I mean, their minicons were involved so-
ScienceShock: Logical
Itsybitsyspider: Who's willing to get them to talk?
ScienceShock: Steve
CommanderHighheels: Steve
Itsybitsyspider: I was gonna say Shockwave
ScienceShock: Excuse me???
Steve: WHY ME!?
DramaKing: She has a soft spot for you
Steve: bruh-
Steve: wait- Really?
ScienceShock: I didn't think that was possible
CommanderHighheels: Shut up
Steve: Fine, I'll do it. You guys better not change my username when I get back
-Steve offline-
CommanderHighheels: that's not a bad idea
Steve puts his phone down as he takes a deep breath. Vox sees him seem bother. "What's wrong, dude?" He asks. Nexus and Gary look down from their bunks and look towards Steve. "Did the high commanders get bored of you?" Gary asked. "NO! it's that- they want me to go talk with Illusion..." Steve murmured. "WHAT!?" They yelled. "You don't mean the psycho right?" Nexus said. Steve glared at him through his visor and left before they continued to warn him. He arrives at her quarters, seeming hesitant to knock her door. The door slides open, with a small minicon glaring up at him. "Oh! Um- hi-" Hazard extended her limbs and grabbed Steve by his neck. "[State your business or perish...]" Steve squeaks in fear until a hand grabs Hazard from behind. "《Let him go. I know this vehicon.》" Hazard grumbled as she let go of him. "[But I really wanted to kill something today.]" Hazard whined. "《I'll find something for you to kill later, but for now, you aren't killing any of my friends.》" Hazard huffed as Illusion put her down. "《Apologies for that, Steve. She's been jumpy since she fought with the cassettes.》" Illusion sits back down on her berth as Steve hesitantly enters the room. "I'm sorry for showing up without informing you, but-" "《Let me guess. KnockOut got tired of this dilemma and wants you to convince me to talk with Soundwave.》" Steve nodded, seeming relieved he didn't have to explain to her. "《Tell KnockOut no.》" Steve looks up, seeming upset she dismisses the solution so quickly. "But why?" Steve asks, quickly regretting it. "《Soundwave betrayed my trust, and that's something I don't forgive easily》" She said. "What if Soundwave didn't know he betrayed your trust?" Illusion looks at him and thought quietly. She seemed hesitant now. "《But he should have told me about their relationship...》" Steve thought quietly and decided to ask her. "Why exactly do you hate Shockwave???" Illusion stares at him before moving her optics away from him. "《That's my business, but.... you're right》" Steve looks at her, confused. "What?" "《I shouldn't blame Soundwave for wanting to have a relationship with Shockwave. He doesn't know what happened between us, and I've been treating him unfairly for it. I think I should go talk to him.》" Illusion walks past him, going off to find Soundwave. Steve pulled out his phone and started texting the others.
-Steve online-
Steve: Mission accomplished
ScienceShock: really?
Itsybitsyspider: ^
CommanderHighheels: Told you she has a soft spot for you
Steve: Now we wait and see
Illusion walks towards Soundwave's quarters, seeming to already regret her choices. She stands in front of his door before deciding to knock. She waits for a but until she tries again. The door opens before she can knock again. She glared at Shockwave, who was the one that opened the door. "《What are you doing here?》" She glares at the scientist. Shockwave moves aside to let her in. "Someone had to keep him company for what you did." Illusion sent him a menacing glare and opened her mouth to yell at him but thought better about it. "《I'm not here to talk with you. I'm here to talk with Soundwave.》" Shockwave steps back a bit as Illusion looks towards the berth where Soundwave is covered in blankets. "《Soundwave.》" She nudged the blob that was underneath the blankets. "《Wake up! I want to apologize!》" She yanks the blankets of Soundwave's sleeping body. Soundwave stirs awake from his sleep and looks up at Illusion. "《Can we talk?》" She asks. Soundwave looks over her shoulder to Shockwave, who hasn't left the room yet. "/about what...?/" Soundwave asks. Illusion sighs heavily before falling on one knee. Soundwave looks at her confused as Illusion is kneeling in front of him. "《I want to apologize for my behavior these past few days. I was mad at you because you betrayed my trust and hid your.... relationship with Shockwave. I truly thought we could share secrets like these, but I was wrong.》" She looks back up, seeing Soundwave staring at her, confused and conflicted. "/I- uh- I think it's my fault as well for not wanting to share this secret with you. Your opinion matters a lot to me and I- I knew that you and Shockwave never really liked each other, and I felt overwhelmed that I had to choose between you and him./" Soundwave looks towards Shockwave, remaining quiet. Illusion got up, and awkwardly attempted to hug him. "/what are you doing?/" "《I'm giving you a hug. I'm trying alright...》" Soundwave laughs before returning the hug. They pulled away, seeming to silently agree that they forgive each other. "《Well, I'll tell the others about our conflict already resolved then.》" She leaves before stopping in front of Shockwave. "《AND Shockwave. If I find out you broke this mech's spark, I will turn you into one of your experiments...》" She leaves with Soundwave clinging onto Shockwave, seeming to ignore her threat. "/Don't take her threat seriously, Shockwave./" "That was a threat?"
I know y'all been waiting for this part. Sorry :'3
@chamm0y @mr-playlist @breakitoutwildbreak @splashscreenofficial @keef-draws @kyamo18
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Where you belong?
Chapter 5 - Die For You
Javier Peña x latin!f!reader
Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...
Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe (not so accurate), bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only your clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator - 3rd person)
(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)
Word Count: 2.4k
A/N:
So, I'm using narcos universe, but screwing up the timeline because we need plots and things for our couple. Nevertheless, just a warning for the accuracy of the series. Btw, I'd love to know about you're thinking about it so far! Your opinion is really important! Tks <3
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Y/N's POV - 1st Person
After an investigation we did together with the CIA and the Mili Group, we finally had proof about La Catedral.
Steve, Javier and I were discussing the possibilities and what Noonan would authorize. At the end, I knew what to do first: talk to Gaviria.
We were running against time and Escobar again...
"Yes, ambassador. I know it's risky... But I know we can screw that MF and try to bring Escobar to the US. I'll talk to Gaviria, let me handle it."
Noonan sighed, I finally won.
"Don't disappoint me, Y/LN. You've done a hell of a job in NYC and have been doing it in Colombia. We trust you. You've got a backup plan?"
"Yes. Already on it, even with plan A working. We're not stopping until we get the motherfucker."
"Good luck, keep me posted."
I called Steve and Peña to my office.
"I'm heading to Bogota. I need to talk to Gaviria in person about it all."
"I'm going with you, jefe." - Javier said.
"No need to. As a matter of fact, I need you both here... We need to be ready to all that'll happen to La Catedral. My gut is feeling really bad."
They both knew what it meant: bad things for sure. My gut were never wrong, unfortunately. Sometimes early, but never wrong.
*
When I tried to reach, none of them were available.
Something is off... I reached even for Connie and she lied to my face.
I'm gonna chop someone's head off.
When I arrived back at the office, my head was spinning:
An informant confirmed Moncada’s and Galeano's deaths a few days ago, meaning that Escobar was losing his senses.
Was that the La Catedral effect? What will be his next move?
The Colombian media were, by the way, publicizing it badly.
Noonan would fuck me and the rest of the DEA, probably, if she didn't got fired before that. I knew how the US thought about it.
And, the cherry on top: Javier and Steve missing.
I was really fucking overwhelmed.
A couple of hours later, while I was tracing possible steps for Escobar, trying to think like him, Steve showed up at my office.
"Murphy, what the fuck? Where the fuck were you?"
At the same time, Javier barged in: "Y/LN, I've gotta talk to you, it's urgent! I think Steve..."
"Hey, man."
"Peña, close this fucking door now!" - I yelled, furious.
I turned on the TV.
"Watch it: it's a fucking disaster. The Colombian army is outside La Catedral, Sandoval just entered... Brace yourselves."
They looked at each other, in silence.
"Here's what I think and what I'm doing: I'm suspending both of you, for a week. Stay low. I know you both tipped the media. Major Wysession told me about what you asked him, Peña... Don't you ever do that again. When I arrived here, I told all of the DEA to be straight with me and I'd be straight with you... Don't go to Wysession or Noonan or anyone. Come to me. I'll handle it. And Murphy, let me guess, Cali? Co-operation proposal?"
Steve swallowed hard.
Javier turned his face away from me.
I poured a glass of whiskey for myself.
"You better hope that Noonan doesn't get me fired."
"Y/LN, yes. Cartel de Cali kidnapped me. They didn't like that we helped kill a few of them, but apparently there was someone innocent among them..."
His words faded away as the TV announced about Escobar's escape.
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Narrator's POV
Escobar ran off again.
Noonan got... A nice retirement.
You maintained your position, since Crosby knew and liked how you worked, but didn't stop you from hearing a bunch of shit.
You send Peña and Murphy to check La Catedral, but nothing worked.
"Here's the deal, niños. We're moving to CNP headquarters. Pinzón is such an ass, but I'm working on it. He hates our kind, but who doesn't in Colombia? He threw the tip line on my lap and I'm giving it to you."
"Telephone Operator? Really? Fuck me..." - Murphy complained.
Javier was... Distant. Weird in your eyes. You pretend not to care.
Something is off... - you thought.
Weeks passed since he last touched you, in that pool. A few casual happy hours, catching glimpses. Smirks.
When you touched yourself, even without your vibrator, his image was right there: crystal clear in your mind.
You were almost giving up drinking your beloved whiskey and dear cigars... To be healthy?
Fuck, no.
The whiskey's flavor and the cigar's scent remind you of his breath. You wanted to keep him far, but it was becoming unbearable.
"Be patient, you two. I'm not allowed to say much for now. At least pretend to do something. I'm working on our budget and relations with both governments."
After a few screw ups from the agents, as they captured Bush and became a joke, the days were appearing longer and harder. You were practically going insane to prove Crosby, the soon to be new ambassador, that your new, big and, overall, expensive plan was going to work.
You only needed a little luck...
Until it happened: the tip line handed to you three La Quica, one of Escobar's sicarios.
"Pinzón, I'll be a car and two men. Don't make me push further. We're just checking, we're not going to alarm'em." - you told him.
He sighed, made a joke about the fake calls... But said yes.
As you all prepared to go, Murphy received a call from Connie and she told she was leaving Colombia.
"No, Con, please... Just listen!" - Steve was desperate.
"Murphy, go to the airport. You're not going with us. Go talk to your family, now!" - you spoked at him and he ran off.
"Let's go, boys. We all want La Quica." - I said.
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Y/N's POV - 1st Person
"I swear, I don't know this one!" - Javier defended himself.
"I already told you, we don't care, Peña. But is this new? It's gotta be, as you don't know it..." - I joked, my heart was a little broken.
The other cops laughed, as Peña rolled his eyes.
I didn't want to admit that his fame towards prostitutes and brothels made me jealous and a little resentful.
He'd never know about how I felt nor my... Preference for a certain sextoy baptized after him.
"Stop by the payphone, back here." - I hid my gun and put on a cap, to match my jeans, sneakers and plain shirt. I could pass without no one noticing. - "Vamonos." (Let's go)
Me, Javier and one of the cops got out of the car, one by one.
But someone spotted us and told La Quica.
Out of the sudden, we're running around and, at the market, behaving as a predator hunting a prey.
That place was so hot, so crowded... I couldn't see anything... Until he glanced before my eyes.
"Gotcha, pendejo." - I ran as fast as my legs could and a bit more.
A fucking cross-fire started out of the blue and I had to hold a little.
Fuck! - I cursed alone.
I needed to think fast: we're just four and didn't know who to shoot.
Fuck it! I'm going after him! - I decided.
"Someone cover for me!" - I yelled and ran off again. I didn't have an answer before going.
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Narrator's POV:
"Fuck! Where is she?" - Peña yelled.
When the shots stopped, they saw how the Colombians were frightened. They just wanted peace, not gringos and narcos shooting around.
"Where the fuck is my jefe?" - Javier asked again, screaming, to the other cops, seeing red, looking for you. The veins on his neck were bulging.
The backup arrived shortly with Pinzón.
"My men are looking for her, she went after one of the big fish. Some nerve the girl got, gotta say." - Pinzón mocked.
The other cops held Javier, asking for him to calm down.
Javier'd burn all the fuck down, until he finds you.
"Let me go. Not in the mood." - he said to the poor guy.
"Peña, look! It's her!" - He pointed out to you, a little bit hurt, your pink shirt torn and dirty.
Smiling like a kid on Christmas morning, you came out of nowhere, a little hurt, a few bruises starting to appear, your blouse dirty and torn up... But still looking pleased: a victorious agent.
Coming closer to Peña and Pinzón, you start:
"¡Mis amigos, mira que cosita más bonita tengo acá! I'd like to formally introduce you to this pendejo... Not La Quica this time, but we've got Luiz Rodriguez." (My friends, look what a beautiful thing I've got!)
"In my car I have a bag with 50 grand. If you give me one hour, I can make it ten times bigger." - he offered.
You burst out laughing at him.
"Oh, mi regalito..." (my little gift) - You had started, as one of Pinzón's men put on some handcuffs and you fondled his cheek. - "You're going to Disneyland. Don't worry, we're gonna take so much care of you, mi tesoro." (My treasure)
Javier knew you're mocking that sicario, but he still felt something awful on his chest, 'cause you're supposed to call him those sweet names, not that thug.
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Arriving at the building, you and Javier went to the locker room, to change before going home.
"Y/N, you scared the shit out of me. Luiz did all of these injuries? Or has anyone helped him? I swear, if there's someone else, I'll..." - he started, looking worried at you.
Y/N's POV - 1st Person
"No, Peña." - I interrupted him, as I searched for clothes in my locker. - "You're not doing anything. I can take care of myself."
Javier punched his locker hard as fuck.
"I thought I lost you! Don't ever do that again!" - he yelled.
I laughed, in a sarcastic tone, observing him. He seemed actually worried.
"You know what, Peña? I don't care!" - I lifted my blouse, showing my huge scar on my ribs. - "Can you see it?" - his face shifted from pissed to desolated, as my eyes watered. He looked at another place. - "No! Don't turn! Take a nice long look at it! - My tone was so harsh. His eyes were so sad. - I always take care of myself! I've been alone in this world for as long as I remember, Peña. It's not my first fight on the field, it's not gonna be the last!"
His face was devastated... He felt sorry for me?
"Are you sorry for me, Peña? Oh, grow up! Why do you even care if I die or live? I know you hate me! And you know what? I fucking hate your guts as well!" - I screamed.
He remained silent. Why?
I started to change to a black shirt. I needed to leave.
I walked to the door, but when I noticed, he was behind me, holding it, not letting me leave.
"Y/N, cariño, I know you can take care of yourself, you've been doing that for a while now..." - he whispered in my ear. - "I heard you, by the way... Yes, I heard while you took care of yourself almost every night."
I swallowed hard, thinking:
Oh fuck, he heard me... Oh no...
"However, you called out my name, didn’t you?" - he continued.
I leaned on the door pressing my back against it, turning to face him as Javier got on his knees and looked at my with those puppy brown eyes and said:
"Let me make your fantasy come true, cariño... Let me be your good boy, your obedient soldier."
His hands started to take off my boots and socks, one by one.
After that, he unbuttoned my jeans and slowly, so slowly, put it down to my feet, throwing it somewhere...
There I was, only in underwear and a shirt, my skin felt hot.
His eyes never left mine.
I took off my shirt and bra and, lastly, his hands took off my red panties, at a slow pace, as if he was trying not to scare me off.
There I was, naked in front of Javier.
He seemed to be thinking on what to do first, until he said:
"Tell me what you want, cariño. Let me be your good boy."
I just nodded positively.
"Words, please. Use your big beautiful mouth, cariño."
"Y-y-yes, Javi... Put your lips on me, show me how good you are..." - my voice barely came out.
He smiled, picked up one of my legs over his shoulder exposing me. His lips met my folds, oh so soft, so delicate... My hand grabbed his hair, pulling closer.
He explored me, without any rush, as if he wanted to last as long as possible... Teasing my hole, opening me up with the tip of his tongue, fucking me. My clit throbbed, as my pussy clenched around his tongue.
I bit my lips, trying to stay quiet, my eyes closed. I couldn't look down, I was almost ashamed.
"Mmm..." - I sobbed, pulling his hair harder.
He slipped two fingers in me, and taking his mouth off me, said:
"Look at me, cariño, open your beautiful eyes while I make you feel good. Am I doing, at least, a nice job?" - he smirks, knowing he was. I opened my eyes, looking down, probably blushing. No one ever made me look as I was being eaten out. - "A little reassurance won't kill you."
"Y-y-yeah, Peña..." - I managed to say.
Oh, fuck.
His thumb met my clit, putting a gentle pressure as his middle and index fingers touched my g-spot.
"You can do better than that, cariño..." - he grinned, asking for more. - "You wet half of my face, Hermosa, you can call me Javi again."
"¡Hijo de puta!" - I cursed. - "Make me come on your lips, for God's sake... Be my good boy, Peña." - I asked.
He smiled and got back to suck my clitoris, making me shake under his touch.
I came so hard, dripping all over Javier, calling out his name.
He took off one finger, slowing his pace. A very satisfied "hum" came out of him.
"You taste like heaven... You were such a good girl for me, cariño... But I'm greedy, you know? I want more from you and your sweet little pussy." - he smiled. - "I wanna see you beggin'... I'm not stopping now."
I was still burning from my first orgasm.
Javier Jesus Peña was trying to kill me, for sure.
My hand traveled from his hair to his cheek, caressing him.
"Javi... I'm only gonna say this once: do what you want with me. Do what you want to my body. I'm yours for tonight."
His finger left me, leaving me empty.
Oh, fuck.
He stood up, looking deep in my eyes.
"My place or yours?" - he questioned.
"Yours." - I responded, barely breathing.
He picked up my clothes, helped me get dressed and we went to his place.
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The Last In Line, Ch. 1/6
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Okay. Maybe, just maybe, Steve's bites were worse than he wanted to admit. I mean what are you supposed to do when you're fighting to the death so the world doesn't end. To save your town, your country, your planet- you can't just give in to some injuries.
That is, until those things are saved. Until you've carried your fallen soldiers across the finish line, until the kids are safe, reunited with the people waiting for them. Nance has Johnathan, Dustin has his mom, Max has her mom, she has Lucas and his family too. Eddie has Wayne, who's even crying. Robin's parents are flinging themselves around her shoulders in the most passionate of hugs. Everyone has reunited, so Steve stands off to the side. He didn't have anyone to reunite with, so he just stood there.
That is, until the pain sets in and he couldn’t stand any longer, until he's doubled over onto his knees gasping for air, his sides stinging and stabbing violently. He vaguely heard Robin yell for help as he grabbed at the ring around his throat, the shock of his sides knocking all air out of his lungs. And then he went blank.
He woke up with another gasp in a hospital bed. The oxygen mask on his face wasn't so forgiving though. He was held back by the IV attached to his arm and the cords of the mask behind his neck, combined with the searing pain in his sides.
Just as quickly as he sat up, he was pulled back down by the pain.
His lungs felt full again, but his side were still searing. He could feel new bruises on his knees from toppling onto the gravel. Steve was so completely confused. He was fine a moment ago. He was beaten and bruised and a maybe little eaten, but he was fine, right?
"Mornin' sleepyhead," A familiar voice said next to him.
Steve finally started to look around.
"Eddie?" The word just spilled out of his mouth.
"Hey hey hey, Stevie," Eddie said pretending like it was actually anywhere near morning. "Robin just headed off to the vending machine, she's gonna be pissed that she missed you waking up."
"Eddie- Eddie did I not get to you soon enough? Why are you in here?"
"Oh don't worry big boy, you were the hero," he chuckled. "You got to me just fine, still, these government guys wanted everyone who got injured down in the battle checked out. Kept throwing around the name Dr. Owens like it meant something to me. You're the one who needed it. You and Max are the only ones from our little group staying very long I'd think."
"Me and Max..? Who else is in this place?"
"You and Max are here for treatment, Dustin, Robin, Nance, and I are all just in for 'observation.' Although, I've got another night in this place" He put air quotes around the word observation like he didn't trust it. "Dustin , Robin, and Nancy all got off lucky though, they didn't even get put in a bed like us. Dustin's needs a cast, he's being put after 'priority patients', but that's it. Robin and Big Wheeler are just in to get a look at their lungs since they were held up by the vines and all."
"And Max?" Steve asked.
"She took quite a fall, but she's ok. Already started making sarcastic quips about it anyways. You saw her in her wheelchair before you... crumbled. Honestly you're in the worst state out of all of us, how did you do it Harrington? We've got matching scars, you've got a friendship necklace with Robin in the form of a ring around your neck, and you weren't even planning on getting any of it checked out, were you?" Eddie propped himself up on one elbow to level with Steve. "Why wouldn't you tell us it was so bad?"
"Can I be honest with you Eddie?" Steve began. "If any of you were more injured than me I think it would have killed me. It had to be me. It's better that it was me. And- and I wasn't hiding the pain, I was so... I was so focused on everything and everybody else I think I just... forgot to feel it?"
With that being said, Eddie turned onto his back as he scoffed.
"'Better that it was you,' Christ Harrington. Weren't you the one who told Dustin and I not to be heroes?”
"What, are you mad at me?"
"Take a wild guess, Steve. Have you even looked at your fucking sides? They almost started to get infected, and wounds that big with an infection could have killed you!"
So, Steve finally looked down. He instinctively sucked air in through his teeth at the sight.
"Yeah, they couldn't even put a shirt on you after they took the makeshift wrappings off. You couldn't stop wriggling even through the sedation. They cleaned them but the nurse is coming back with bandages soon. I'm not sure Robin didn't leave just because she can't bear to look at them anymore."
Eddie was right. The demobats took more than just a couple pounds of flesh. Steve's entire torso was red, even where it wasn't bitten, just from the aggravation. Steve tried to sit up some more, but he could only wince and fall back onto the pillow.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about Harrington, we're both on the same drugs and you can't even sit up straight. And you carried me right out of hell like it was nothing. You ignored your own pain like a madman. I'm starting to believe you had a death wish!” Eddie rolled over completely.
Before Steve could respond the nurse came back in, Robin in tow.
"Oh my god Steve, Stevie, you're awake!" Robin immediately went to hug him, catching herself last minute. "Hold on, bad idea."
"Yes, bad idea," The nurse responded. "Let's get these bandages on you, huh? They've got a numbing agent, but the morphine has barely touched the pain I assume?"
"Barely knew I was on it," Steve retorted, Robin wincing at his comment.
Steve demanded Robin's hand as the nurse put on new bandages. Every new sensation on his inflamed skin made him inhale sharply and squeeze the shit out of Robin's hand. If she walked out of that room with a bruise on her right hand, she wasn't going to tell anyone.
"Numbing agent my ass, holy shit." Steve pressed his face into Robin's hand, apologizing to the nurse under his breath.
"Dunno how you're getting away without stitches." Robin muttered. She had a hard time taking her eyes off of the red puffy patches of Steve's abdomen, and yet she wanted so badly to look anywhere else.
"Oh, we would have stitched him up if it wouldn't heighten the chance of infection." The nurse didn’t look away from her working hands as she talked.
Robin and the nurse passed a couple of pleasantries, a couple jokes thrown in there to lighten to mood, but Steve could only peak out from under Robin's hand at Eddie's back, his hair up in a bun over his head. Even with the searing pain at his sides, Eddie's cold shoulder was somehow felt worse. He only moved when Robin followed some joke up with 'Right, Ed?'. He didn't laugh, only muttered some iffy response and nodded his head. Steve looked back up to Robin's face in time to see her roll her eyes and turn her attention back to the nurse.
Steve only pressed into Robin's hand harder, until she traded which hand was in Steve's and combed newly freed hand through Steve's hair.
"Rob, the hair-"
"Hasn't been styled for a day, cool your jets Dingus."
"Wait wait wait, how long was I out?" Steve started. "When did I fall?"
"Two days ago Harrington," Eddie piped in from his bed.
"You were out pretty good." The nurse went back to cleaning around the bandages, making sure they'd stick down. "You're probably gonna be around for a while, sorry about that."
"Nothin' I didn't do to myself, I guess." Steve threw that one in just to appease Eddie. It got the older boy to at least turn his shoulder back, so Steve would call that a win.
"I have to go soon Stevie. Once Dustin gets his cast on, Nancy and Dustin and I's observation ends, and we're considered visitors. Visiting hours ended an hour ago. Promise me you'll be ok until morning? I'll be back first thing; you'll barely have missed me." Robin shared the news reluctantly. She didn't really want to leave his side.
"Don't worry about me Robs, I'm in good hands, or whatever." The nurse shrugged politely at his comment. "Besides, I've got Eds here to keep me company tonight." Steve nodded in Eddie's direction, the most physical exertion he was willing to do.
As if on cue, Dustin burst through the door, immediately fumbling on his crutches to rush to Steve's side.
"I'll be out of your way, but head out soon, okay?" The nurse asked and headed out down the hallway.
Nancy held the door open as the nurse walked out. She hung around in the doorway.
Steve's attention on Nancy allowed Dustin to sneak attack. He punched Steve in one of the only visibly-unbruised spots on his arm. Previously unbruised, that is.
"Don't you ever. fucking. DARE. do that to me again!" Dustin tapped Steve's arm with his fist on every emphasized word. "I thought we were losing you, you dick."
Dustin's head sank down to Steve's arm where his fist splayed out to hold onto Steve like a buoy in a storm. Steve opened his mouth to speak and Dustin immediately cut him off.
"No, no, no! You don't get to apologize until you've gotten out of this place. I'm not accepting an apology until you're okay- until you’re out of here. It's not happening."
"Ok, Henderson. I'll write a real good one while I'm stuck here. Don't you even worry about it." Steve wrapped the arm that Dustin hadn't laid his head on around the smaller boy, hoping it was worth the pain it sent shooting up his side.
"C'mon Hendy," Robin used her new favorite nickname for the freshman. "We gotta get going. We promised your mom you'd be back by nine."
Steve rolled his head over to the clock where the hour hand was just past eight, and maybe Robin was right. Steve slunk his arm back to his side. Maybe the numbing agent was doing something.
Nancy stuck around for a second as Dustin and Robin headed out the door. She stepped farther towards Steve, stopping a couple feet from the end of his bed.
"Look, Steve. I'm not gonna say you didn't scare the shit out of me with that collapse, but... I know you Steve. You're going to bounce back. Make sure you bounce back, please." She put a hand on the guard rail on the side of Steve's bed as she begged for Steve to get better. It sounded more like wishing than knowing.
"I'll bounce, Nance. Promise." Steve rested his hand over Nancy's. "Just needed that thump on the head, ok?"
That seemed to put Nancy's mind at ease, so she slipped her hand away and nodded a goodbye to Eddie before walking out. Steve saw her pass Dustin a crutch and head off as the door closed. After the loud crash of the door closing, Eddie didn't waste one second to comment on it. Steve had barely noticed Eddie turning back to face Steve.
"Once again, these cynical eyes..." Eddie muttered.
"Stop it, Eddie. I'm over it, like I told you. It's nothing. We're over."
"Sure thing, sweetheart. Just, bounce back. If not for her, then me."
"For you Eddie, for you."
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Iron Man: Part One
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader (implicitly)
Word Count: ~2.3k
Warnings: canon violence and angst
Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3
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Tony never made anything easy. He had a rough childhood growing up, especially with Howard as a father. Yes, you feel bad for leaving Earth when you did. You didn't have to go. You could have stayed and you would have been with Howard to help him look for Steve. Would he be alive if you stayed?
Gaining Tony's trust wasn't gonna be an easy task, but you tried your fucking best.
The Howard you knew was gone and had been replaced by someone who was hard on his kid. He held Tony to a high standard that you've never seen a parent do, always expecting him to do better than everyone else. Yes, Tony went to MIT at the age of fourteen and graduated college at age seventeen but he's not a robot. Howard sees greatness and expects it all the time, and he doesn't stop to think about what his son would have wanted.
"Son of a bitch!" Tony yells and slams his bedroom door.
You're taking a shower in his bathroom since the one at your house is being renovated, so you quickly finish up and slap on some clothes. You open the bathroom door to see Tony pace the length of his room. The balcony doors are open and a nice breeze comes through cooling your heated skin from the shower.
"Tony, are you okay?" you ask carefully.
"No! It's my fucking father!"
"What did he do?"
"I try to give my thoughts about the weapons he's creating but it seems like no matter what I do, he never wants to listen. It's always, 'You can do better than that, son' or, 'You went to MIt. You should be better, Tony'. I'm sick and tired of him always saying shit like that."
What the hell happened to Howard when you were gone? You tried to catch up on Howard's life throughout the years but he purposely kept his parenting out of it. It's weird to see and hear Howard in this life when he was a complete sweetheart to you back then. He loved helping people and wouldn't stop working on inventions that would better people's lives. He often would talk about how excited he'd be for when he finally had a kid, how loved that kid would be.
"Your father is a complicated man," you tried to find the right words.
"Yeah, tell me about it," he scoffs and sits on his bed.
"Tony, listen to me," you sit next to him on the bed and take his hand, "I don't know what life was like growing up with him. I can't wonder what might have happened if I were here but I'm here now and you're not alone. You're a smart kid. Your father was building flying cars much later in life than you are now. You have potential and talent, don't let it go to waste. You don't owe your father anything, but if you need to, then show him just how much of a genius you really are."
"Thanks," Tony sighs. "Were you using my shower?"
"Mine's being renovated. What, you don't want me using your shower?"
"No. Just next time, let me know," he smirks.
"You wish," you laugh and get up from the bed. "You couldn't handle me, Stark."
Tony had a weird way of doing things but you tried your best to be there for him, even after his parents died in 1997. They were on their way to the Bahamas for a vacation when Howard wanted to stop by the Pentagon and deliver a redeveloped serum that was used on Steve back in the 40s. He must have been working on something big since you never got your hands on that serum or knew where it ended up. Their death surrounding that serum is a bit suspicious but an accident nonetheless.
Howard's lifelong friend and business partner, Obadiah Stane welcomed Tony into the family business to pick up where Howard left off. Tony was the designer, Obadiah was the idea person, and you were supporting your good friend from the sidelines. You've seen a lot of weapons in your days so you tried to give your input here and there that Tony so graciously accepted. He loved the spotlight just like his father, but you'd rather stay in the background and behind the scenes.
By the time Tony was in his late thirties, you'd been with him for nearly twenty years. Your relationship blossomed as much as it could without ever stepping over the "friendship" line. Tony is a great man but you're still hung up on your exes to be in a relationship with someone new. One died and the other is somewhere in this universe helping planets win their wars. Carol still has a big place in your heart you're not sure is going to get filled, but you know eventually you'll reunite with her. Maybe then you can figure out if she is the one for you. Bucky was supposed to be the one if he hadn't died. Even still, he would have died from old age by this time anyway, but you don't like to think about stuff like that.
Bucky is and will always be the greatest love of your life. You gave him a decade of love, passion, and adventure. All those memories are for your eyes only, and they're often what keeps you up at night. Alongside Bucky is this black hole where someone used to be, someone who you held to the same standard as Bucky, someone who you loved just as deeply as him. You're not sure who it is since your memory becomes hazy whenever you think too hard about it.
Jet-black hair. Tall with a slim frame. That's all you can see when you think about him. He kind of reminds you of what the Supreme Intelligence looked like before he tried to kill you and keep you prisoner on Hala.
Maybe one day you'll get the answers you're seeking, but today is not one of them.
Tony's been stuck at the casino all day betting, winning, ad losing everything he has. He became a multi-billionaire when his father died, and he's been reckless with money ever since. Everyone around him is hanging onto his every word, two girls are hanging off his arms, the men around the table and cheering for him to win, and you're standing in the back with your arms crossed just watching this happen.
Howard wouldn't be impressed.
"Work it!" Tony yells and rolls the dice at one of the casino games.
The reason he's even at this stupid casino is because he won an Apogee award. The Tampa Bay Business and Wealth Magazine recognizes and awards individuals who are dedicated to their industries like Tony is to Stark Industries.
"How long has he been at this?" Happy asks when he gets to you.
Happy Hogan is Tony's bodyguard and trusted friend. There is nowhere that Tony goes that Happy doesn't follow.
"All day."
"You are unbelievable." You turn to see James Rhodes walk over with an angry look on his face. "Where the hell have you two been?"
"He's been at this all day," you sigh.
"Tony, did you forget something?" Rhodey asks and taps on your best friend's shoulder.
"Just how much money I've won," he laughs.
"Yeah, you remember the Apogee Awards? They told me that if I presented you with an award, you'd be deeply honored."
"Of course, I'd be deeply honored. So, when do we do it?"
"It's right here. Here you go," Rhodey says and hands Tony the award he accepted earlier in the night.
"There it is. That was easy."
"I'm sorry, Rhodey. I tried to get him to leave earlier."
"It's fine. Obadiah saved his ass this time."
"Wow! Would you look at that? That's something else. I don't have any of those floating around," Tony scoffs and hands the award over to you. He slides a shit ton of chips into the middle and grabs the two red dice. He looks to the woman on his right and holds his hand out. "Give me a hand, would you? Give me a little something-something." The woman smirks and blows on his hand, and he moves his fist to Rhodey who is not amused. "Okay, you too."
"I don't blow on a man's dice."
"Come on, honey bear." Rhodey knocks the dice out of Tony's hand and right onto the table. "There it is. Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes rolls!"
"Two craps. Line away," the dealer says when Tony doesn't get the winning number.
"That's what happens," Rhodey shrugs.
"Worse things have happened. I think we're gonna be fine."
Tony gathers his winnings as if he needs the money and starts to walk toward the entrance to the casino. You're on his right, Happy is on his left, and Rhodye is just trying to catch up.
"This is where I exit," Rhodey says and shakes hands with Tony. "Tomorrow, don't be late!"
"I will make sure he is there on time," you promise.
You, Tony, and Happy walk to the car that's waiting but before Tony can get in, someone calls his name. You turn and see a blonde woman trying to get through but is stopped by security.
"Mr. Stark! Excuse me, Mr. Stark! Christine Everhart with Vanity Fair magazine. Can I ask you a couple of questions?"
"Is she hot?" Tony whispers to Happy.
"Yeah, she is."
You roll your eyes just as Tony turns to face her. The two security guards let her through once they see Tony is okay with this.
"You've been called the Da Vinci of our time. What do you say to that?" she asks Tony and pushes her recorder in his face.
"Absolutely ridiculous. I don't paint."
"What do you say to your other nickname? 'The Merchant of Death'?"
"That's not bad. Let me guess, Berkley?"
"Brown, actually."
"Well, Ms. Brown, it's an imperfect world but it's the only one we've got. I guarantee you, the day weapons are no longer needed to keep the peace, I'll start making bricks and beams for baby hospitals."
"Rehearse that much?"
"Every night, in front of the mirror before bedtime."
"I can see that," she chuckles. "All I want is a serious answer."
"Okay, here's serious. My old man had a philosophy, 'Peace means having a bigger stick than the other guy'."
"That's a great line coming from the guy selling the sticks."
"My father helped defeat the Nazis." Yeah, alongside you and Steve. Your shoulders sag at the memory of him. "He worked on the Manhattan Project. A lot of people, including your professors at Brown, would call that being a hero."
"A lot of people would also call that war profiteering," she counterargues.
"Tell me, do you plan to report on the millions we've saved by advancing medical technology or kept from starvation with our intelli-crops? All those breakthroughs are military funding, honey."
"Do you ever lose an hour of sleep your whole life?" she asks and cocks her right eyebrow.
"I'm prepared to lose a few with you."
Tony turns to you and raises both his eyebrows in silent question. You live with Tony now and he doesn't want you in the house, not that you'd want to stay and hear their porn set.
"I'll catch up with you guys later. You two enjoy yourselves."
There is an Air and Space Museum located in Downey, California which is only an hour's drive from where Tony's house is. After World War I, all air and space museums had some sort of space dedicated to the work you and Steve did for your country. The largest section is located in Washington DC but you're not going to go there at this time of night. With your aerokinesis powers, it only takes you twenty minutes.
The museum is close to closing but they still let you in when you hand them a wad of money for a ticket. This museum has a lot of great stuff for people to see but you're only here for one thing and one thing only. Steve's section is located in the back where there are only a few people left finishing their self-tours.
It's a small section that shows Steve's face, your face, and Bucky's face. Beside each picture is a small snippet of the work you did and how it contributed to your country. The one in Washington DC has mannequins with outfits you used to wear, Steve's old stage outfit, a lot more information on what happened, and videos of the kind of people you three were. It seems like no matter who talks about what happened, you three are the sole focus.
After all, it was Bucky who died trying to capture the enemy, and it was you and Steve who saved New York from a bomb.
You sit down right in front of the exhibit and look at your boyfriend's black-and-white face. In your eyes, he's still yours because he doesn't feel gone. Nine hundred years on this Earth and no one has ever made you feel the way Bucky has. Losing Steve only made that hole wider. Carol took that spot but wasn't able to fill the entire hole.
"How am I supposed to do this without you?" you whisper to Bucky's picture.
The memory of you being on that train is still fresh as if it happened yesterday and not sixty-six years ago. Sixty-six years ago. Will you ever find peace about what happened? Will you ever be able to move on? When the employees do their initial sweep around the museum to kick everyone out, that's when you leave. It's well into the night which means Tony and Christine should be done with whatever they're doing.
You get to your home in the middle of the night but Jarvis recognizes you as soon as you open the door. The place is dark and quiet just how you hoped it would be. Christine's clothes are scattered across the floor along with a few articles of Tony's. You head to your room and lay on the bed in silence. It takes an hour to fall asleep into a dreamless night.
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Steve Randle was my best friend growing up, we did everything together including but not limited to baking. Steve hated it at first but it grew on him when he realized it was truly my passion. We made cookies, cake, brownies, and more, we even had a stand at one point when we were 14 but it got destroyed by Dallas and Soda after they decided it was a good idea to wrestle next to it. I was so upset that I punched them both in the face on "accident", at least thats what I told Darry.
After that incident I decided run my mini bakery through my kitchen till I got older and could actually have a business. It was pretty dry at first because who would really trust 14 year old to make their confections but eventually by 17 I had good amount of costumers. Even though Steve didn't help with my baking, we still stayed the bestest of friends, who may have made out a few times. At first I thought Steve only wanted to be friends but that changed when he asked me to junior prom, I accepted and almost immediately spent half my savings for my dress, makeup, and hair.
On the night of prom, Steve told me to meet him at the Curtis house so I got in my car and drove there. When I got there, I saw Steve in his car making out with Angela Shepard. I walked up to the car and beat on his window, they jumped out of fear. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he said sounding angry. "What is wrong with you, you asked me to prom!" I said with tears streaming down my face. He almost looked sorry but then he said the worst thing ever. "Look you're a good person to make out with but thats it." He said with a fake sympathy face. Thats when I slapped him so hard his face turned to the side, it was for sure gonna leave a mark. "Asshole, Don't ever speak to me again." I said before walking in the Curtis's to find all the gang watching tv.
"Y/n what happened?" Darry asked worried. " I thought Steve was outside waiting for you" Soda said. He must have not told them about Angela. "He went with Angela instead I just found them making out in his car." I said sobbing. "Damn that sucks but I'm sorry" Dallas said. Everyone looked at him with a "are you serous" look and turned back to me but I had already left.
That was 2 years ago, Im 19 now, I haven't really talked to gang since then especially Steve. He's tried to contact me but I never answered not after I almost lost my dream. After I spent most of my savings on prom, I had to shut down my bakery because I couldn't afford supplies. I had to work two jobs to end up getting here, now I have a actual business aka my own bakery professionally. Sometimes I bartend part time for extra cash to treat myself, the job sucks and my boss is a creep but money is money.
I was working my Saturday night shift when I some familiar faces come in. The gang? since when do they party together? or at all? I quickly walk to the other bar hoping they didn't see but of course life doesn't go like that. "Y/n?" I heard someone say. Steve. "What do you want?" I say harshly. "I just want to say sorry for prom night." Steve said looking guilty. "You've said your sorry now leave" I replied looking him in his eyes then walking away.
I decided I needed a break so I went to the back to cool off. "Y/n?" Of course he followed me back here. "What do you want Randle?!" I almost yelled. "This" he said then kissing me passionately. I knew it was wrong but maybe I could him back for what he did and get laid at the same time.
SMUT WARNING
"Steve" I panted breaking away from the kiss.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked breathless. "Yes" I replied quickly. Steve then began to kiss down my neck to chest. He reached for the bottom hem of my shirt and pulled it off. "I missed you so much baby" Steve said. I hate him so much. "Yea yea me too, sit down." I said bluntly.
I got on top of him and started grinding against his bulge. "Y/n" Steve groaned loudly.
"Lean back, I wanna ride your face" I said moaning. Steve then laid back on the break room couch, I climbed on of him, hovering over his face before fully sitting down. "Steve!" I whimpered.
Steve then began sucking my clit, using his tongue to send me into utter pleasure. "Go faster please baby" I moaned. Steve did just as I said and sped up, licking down to my hole from my clit. He then began thrusting his tongue inside me, his mouth becoming coated in my arousal. For someone who has a mouth full of shit, his tongue is amazing.
I felt myself getting closer as Steve's nose began to nudge my clit. Finally his big nose is good for something. "You close babe?" Steve said from under me. "Yes Steve keep going" I said breathless. I then began grinding my hips towards his face before coming on his face. After I came down from my high, I climbed off him and began put my clothes back on.
"Where are you going, I thought you wanted me?" Steve asked confused. I let out a laugh before saying "Look you're a good person to get head from but thats it.” Oh how the tables turn. I then finished getting dressed and walking out leaving Steve alone, half-naked, and dumbfounded.
#the outsiders smut#sodapop curtis#steve randle#the outsiders#dallas winston#ponyboy curtis#darry curtis#johnny cade#two bit mathews#steve randle x reader
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steve harrington x fem reader
warnings fluff, loss of a brother
contains fluff and enemies to lovers and family loss
MINORS DNI
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your brother was murdered three years ago today you begged to not have to go to school but here you are sitting in class next to robin buckley and behind steve the hair harrington you were in a bad mood all day you had a headache from crying so much last night and the teachers voice was not helping
after the bell rang after what felt like a year you speed walk out of there and you don't look where you're going and you bump straight into someone and hit your head on the ground and you have to go to the nurse and the worst part was is the person who had to walk you was steve the hair Harrington he made your headache worse and he didn't even talk
once you finally get out of the nurses office you get looks because you have a bandage on your head and you get called names for being clumsy but steve and his goons which makes it way harder not to cry today they are the last thing you need but they don't know that
you aren't allowed to tell anyone about your brother because you know you will get bullied and you can't take that and have to grove your best friend you also realized that the saying "it will get better with time" is fake as hell it gets way harder
you hate steve harrington with a passion you hate his stupid hair his stupid face his stupid voice his stupidly loud footsteps you hate the fact he does want you and you want him you hate that he wants nancy
you're walking to your locker when you get to your locker you are very unhappy to see steve (the hair) harrington waiting for you
"the fuck you want" you ask "did you do the homework?" steve asks " yea but youre not getting it" you say " why not" steve asks with a smirk knowing he's getting on your nerves
[time skip after school]
you're sitting down on a picnic bench doing your homework in the middle of the woods not expecting anyone to be out here you blast music "can you turn that shit down" you here a familiar voice say "steve? what are you doing out here?" you ask annoyed you really just wanted to be alone today
" just walking around something wrong?" he asks "can you leave me alone i don't wanna talk to you" you say "who said i wanted to talk to you?" steve asks with a smirk and you start crying lightly not knowing why you would especially talking to steve harrington
"holy shit are you crying?" steve asks genuinely concerned "yea i'm fucking crying steve the fuck you care can you just leave me alone" you yell steve just stands there looking at you in shock and you start having crying so hard you can't breathe and he realizes
he walks over and knells next to you " hey it's alright take some deep breaths with me okay" "okay" you manage to get out
he breathes in and you breathe in and he breathes out and you breathe out and you both do it until you are calmed down and can breathe normally
"what's wrong (y/n)?" steve asks worried you don't know why but you trust him enough to tell him everything
"it's my brothers death day anniversary he was murdered three years ago today and i have to go to his grave later and i don't want to because it's gonna be so hard and i can't tell anyone because no one knows except now you" you spit out so fast he could barely understand some of the words
"why didn't you tell anyone?" "because i would get bullied for it and don't even say i wouldn't you would have bullied me too" you say tearing up again steve wipes your tears and says " i wouldn't have bullied you for it and i'm not gonna bully you at all anymore you don't deserve anything you're going through and i'm sorry for being an asshole" you don't know what to say so you just hug him and he hugs back taking that as you forgiving him
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i was gonna make this a random story but it's been three years since my brother was killed so i used that instead to make this it's not the best but 🤷🏼♀️
#steve stranger things#steve harrington#stranger things#enemies to lovers#steve harrington fluff#fluff
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See You Again Ch. 2
Chapter Two: Friends For Now
Pairing: Eddie x Ruby Buckley
Warnings: eventual smut, drinking, fluff, cuteness.
Eddie didn’t call the next day, or the day after either, and Ruby was truly disappointed. “I don’t know Robin, he just never called, maybe it was always just a silly one sided. end of the world crush.” Ruby huffed laying sprawled across the couch.
“He’s an idiot Ruby, just hang in there, I can’t wait to see you next week!!!” Robin squealed, her and Steve were taking a trip to see her and Eddie.
“Hey I gotta go Steve needs the phone, love you!”
“Love you too, bye.”
“Steve, your damn buddy never called my sister, and now she thinks she’s done something wrong. Call him and fix this!” Steve groaned, getting up from the couch and walking past Robin to call Eddie.
“What?” Eddie groaned, obviously still asleep, “you Eddie Munson are a completely delusional douche bag.”
“Do you know what time it is Steve?” Eddie snapped, sitting up on the side of his bed, taking a swig of the warm beer beside the bed.
“Yeah its 8 am here, and 5 am there! Guess who just called her sister to tell her Eddie never called, thinking she did something wrong?”
Eddie threw his hands over his face groaning, “I wanted to, but I don’t know if starting something with her is a good idea. She left New York because things didn’t work out, what happens if it doesn’t work out here?”
“Damnit, and what if it works out because she ran into you? Eddie, you are such an ignorant prick sometimes.” Steve argued, stopping to walk over and open his apartment door to a frizzy haired Dustin.
“Steve, we gotta go! Who is that? Tell them you need to leave!” Dustin ran toward Steve to grab the phone.
“Henderson, it's Eddie he never called Ruby and she just called her sister upset about it. Eddie doesn’t want to start something because she left New York and he’s worried she’ll leave if it doesn’t work out in Cali.” Steve huffed.
At that moment Dustin rolled his eyes, snatching the phone from his friend, “did you realize that girl was a mess when you left?”
“What are you talking about Henderson?” Eddie sighed in disbelief, there was no way that this girl ever thought anything else of Eddie Munson than he’s some loser who always ran away.
“Ruby, she really thought you two were growing close after she stayed in the boathouse with you. But when you left with a little see ya she was disappointed. That’s why she took off to New York, she didn’t want to be here without you.” Dustin answered, looking over at Steve who had a solemn smile on his face. They knew they were breaking Ruby’s trust by telling Eddie this information but they knew the universe had to put them in the record store together for a reason, and Eddie could be an idiot.
“You’re serious? There’s no way that girl is beautiful, and so smart, she’d never want anything like that from me.” Eddie laughed, he couldn’t have been that big of an idiot to literally turn his back on an opportunity at a good life, with a girl who could love him forever. Was Eddie that determined to escape Hawkins he left behind a chance at love?
“God man, you're so stupid! Eddie call her, and talk to her, get to know her. You could be her reason to stay in California.” Dustin yelled while hanging up the phone, “she’s gonna hate us.”
Steve patted Dustin’s shoulder, “Or she’ll thank us, when they get married, name their kids after us.”
The younger boy just shook his head, and followed Steve out the door.
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Ruby rushed to throw a towel over herself, nearly slipping on the wet floor as she ran to the phone ringing on the wall.
“Hello?” She squealed, wet feet coming to a stop.
“Did my phone call startle you sweetheart?” Eddie chuckled into the phone, unable to hold back after hearing how cute she sounded.
“Well Eddie Munson, I was beginning to think you lost my number.” She teased pulling herself up onto the kitchen counter.
“I’m an idiot, sorry. Sometimes I do this thing where I overthink everything that happens in my life. But I’d really like to see you, when are you free?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
“How about Friday?” She smiled, twirling the phone cord around her finger.
“Friday is perfect, I could come over after work, I get done at 4 and will run home and shower. We could say 5:30?”
“That’s perfect, I can cook, wanna pick up a movie on your way?” She asked hopping off of the counter looking through cupboards, to start to make a list of things she’d need.
“Absolutely, any recommendations?”
“Hmm, anything is good. I like all movies. Any allergies I should know about? I’d hate to ruin a first date by trying to murder you.” She blurted out, she didn’t know if it was a date, or if he thought it was but it’s what she wanted it to be.
“No sweetheart, no allergies. And I look forward to surviving to a second date at least.” He laughed, asking her for the address before telling her goodbye.
All day Friday morning, Eddie was a complete mess, his head was everywhere but on the car he was working on. Mechanic during the day, wannabe musician at night, that’s how he spent his time. He wondered if she was as nervous as him, he couldn’t even remember how many tools he’d dropped throughout the day. The nerves were even worse as he approached her apartment building with a movie and a small bouquet of beautiful pink and purple flowers. Ringing her buzzer, he hears a tiny voice on the speaker, “Munson?”
“The one and only sweetheart.” He smirked, grabbing the door handle when he heard the click of the door. When he entered the building there was a delicious smell wafting through the air directing him to her apartment. Eddie heard a door opening up above, and as he reached the stairs he was met with Ruby standing at the top with a pretty pink flowy tank top and some black ripped jeans.
“Did you have any trouble getting here?” She asked as he handed her the flowers, naturally she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him into a hug. “Nope, your directions were perfect princess. I hope you like flowers, I wasn’t sure what your favorite one was so I asked the shop owner what to bring to a first date for a pretty girl.” he smiled into her neck as he wrapped his arm around her waist, taking in her perfume, it was beautiful whatever it was.
“Good, come on I don’t know about you but I’m starving!” She smiled, pulling Eddie into her apartment, giving him a quick tour ending at the kitchen. “I hope you like lasagna, and homemade garlic bread.” Ruby grabbed the pot holders, and took the lasagna out of the oven placing it on the counter.
“Smells delicious, and looks just as good. Can I set the table while you finish up here?” He asked, setting the movie down onto the counter grabbing the plates and silverware and walked towards the dining room table.
“Thank you, it will be just another minute or two for the bread.” She smiled, turning back to the fridge offering Eddie a beer, “Are you even 21?” He asked, taking the beer, his fingers accidentally grazing hers, sparks again.
“Almost, but I have a friend at work, she grabs me beer every now and then.” She smiled, taking a sip from her own beer.
As they sat down and started eating, they had made light conversation about things that had happened in the last two years. Eddie told her about his music, some songs he’s been working on, and she shared about her dancing, work and passion.
They finished up dinner, Eddie insisted on washing while she dried, he felt it was a good time to say what he’d been thinking about saying since he talked to Dustin.
“I’m sorry for the way I left Ruby, I was an idiot and didn’t realize how important you had become to me, I ran away from all things Hawkins, not seeing that I was leaving you.” She dried the last plate setting the towel down on the counter, taking Eddie’s hand pulling him into the living room with the movie he chose.
“Maybe that’s why we were both in that record store, running into each other was your chance to make up for it.” They walked into the living room, Eddie sitting down on the end of the couch with his arm resting on the back of the couch. After Ruby put the movie in and pressed play she sat next to Eddie sitting as close as humanly possible. “Is this okay?” She asked quietly, looking up at Eddie through her lashes.
“Perfect, I’ll protect you from the big scary doll, Chuckles.” Eddie teased, and Ruby rolled her eyes placing a hand across Eddie’s stomach.
“Chucky, not Chuckles.” She retorted as she held back a laugh.
They stayed curled up until the movie was over, and through the credits, neither of them wanting the night to end. “It’s getting late, I should head home.” Eddie finally spoke up, running his fingers down her arm.
“I can’t believe it's almost 11, I had a lot of fun tonight Eddie. Thank you for coming over.” Ruby said, sitting up and walking Eddie to the door.
“Thank you for feeding me, it was delicious. And again I’m sorry for how I left, I’m gonna try to make up for it.” She smiled standing up on her tiptoes to place a kiss on Eddie’s cheek.
“Thank you Eddie, call when you get home please?” He nodded placing a kiss on the top of her head as he grabbed the tupperware of leftovers she had packed him to take home.
On the drive home Eddie couldn’t contain the smile on his face, he had a really good time with Ruby. It felt like no time had past, and being around Ruby had felt familiar.
“Hello?” She answered, fumbling as she was trying to brush her teeth.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” Eddie asked without so much as a greeting, taking the good feeling from dinner and running with it.
“Well, I don’t know what you have in mind handsome?” She asked curiously. .
“I’ve been dying to go to the zoo, and don’t want to be the weird guy who goes alone.” He teased, remembering how much she loved animals.
“I’m so happy I could be an excuse for you to go then, I’d love too.”
“I’ll pick you up at 10?’ he asked.
“Can’t wait, night Eddie.”
“Good night, beautiful.”
As soon as they disconnected the call, Eddie rushed to call Dustin, and Ruby called Steve and her sister.
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DNA | Steve Harrington
Sup everyone, how y'all doing? Anyway just got this idea from the top of my head and i don't know where my charger is so imma speed write some stuff for started before i forget
Anyway
Key words: y/n - your name; h/l - hair length; h/c - hair colour; y/h - your height; f/c - favorite colour; e/c - eye colour
Spy!Steve Harrington x fem!target!reader
Warnings: none, just fluff
(not my gif and don't ask me why I chose this gif)
"Steve do you copy?" I heard Dustin through my ear peace, "Copy." I said turning on my ear peace, "can you explain why I'm here again?" I asked, "GOD! You never listen." Dustin said, "the reason you're here is to get a DNA sample from a girl called y/n we don't have her last name, we're assuming she's one of Dr. Breaners family members, and we're gonna need a DNA sample to test that, if she is we have to ask her questions about Dr. Breaner and if she's not then we don't know why there are files of her in Dr. Breaners desk." Dustin said
"okay so what does she look like?" I asked looking around the party, "she has h/l h/c hair, her eye colour is e/c, she's y/h cm/feet tall, and usually wears a f/c dress at party's." Robin said in the background
I looked around to see if anyone fit those descriptions, from a far i could see h/l h/c hair peaking from the crowd, i started to walk towards the head of hair, and saw that the person fit the description
"did you find anything?" Mike asked, "yes actually." "Okay good, just get her DNA somehow and leave." Max said, "on it." I said, i walked towards the girl and tapped her on the shoulder, she turned around, "oh hello!" She said enthusiasticly, "hi you must be y/n, i heard so much about you." I said lending her my hand to shake, i thankfully had gloves on, "oh nice to meet you, and you must be Steve 'the hair' Harrington." She said shaking my hand, dna sample collected, "the one and only, I'm gonna go get a drink, be right back." I said pointing finger guns at her and leaving to go to the drink table, "see ya." She said giving a small wave
I tapped my ear peace and started taking off my glove carefully, "got a DNA sample, would one handshake be enough?" I asked, "probably but just get a couple more samples, gotta be prepared." Dustin said, i groaned and flipped the glove that had the DNA sample inside out and shoved it in my pocket, i shoved my other glove in my pocket so that it didn't look weird that i had one glove on, i grabbed a drink so that i didn't look weird by not getting a drink and walked back towards y/n
"I'm back." I said making her jump a little and turn back around to face me, she had a bright smile on her face, "well welcome back." She said, "so... Do you work anywhere?" She asked, "yup, at a video store, how about you?" I asked, "oh, i work at a pet store." She said, "really?" "Yeah! I love to take care of the animals in the store, and it always puts a smile on my face when they get new owners." She said, i smiled, there's no way in hell she's a family member of Dr. Breaner
We continued to talk about random things untill a voice was heard from my ear peace, "what's taking so long Harrington!" Robin yelled, "oh excuse me i have to go to the bathroom." I said, she nodded, i turned to go toward the bathroom and locked myself inside, luckily, there were no people making out in there, "im trying to gain her trust Robin!." I said, "well gain her trust quicker! We don't have all night!" She said, i groaned and went back out towards y/n
I took my other glove that wasn't flipped inside out and a baggie, as i approached behind her, i quickly put the glove on, i slowly reached my hand to her hair and plucked a hair, luckily she didn't feel anything, i put the hair in the baggy and put it in my pocket, taking my glove off and putting it in my pocket, i tapped her on the shoulder, "oh hello again." She said, "how was your trip to the bathroom?" She asked, "surprisingly not weird." I said, she smiled at my remark, "well that's good to hear." She said, and suddenly sneezed, "bless you." I said, "thanks, umm do you maybe have a tissue i can borrow?" She asked, perfect, "uh yeah here you go." I said grabbing two tissues and giving them to her, she devided the two tissues and blew her nose with one, "thanks, I'm just gonna throw this away." She said, "oh no need I'm going to throw it away." i said grabbing one tissue from her hand and walking away to quote on quote throw it
"hey Dustin, do you copy?" I asked through the ear peace, "copy, did you get anything?" He asked, "yup, i have a glove that she touched, a peace of hair and a tissue that she blew her nose in." I said, "disgusting, but great non the less, just say that you had something come up to her and leave, we're waiting for you at Dustin's." Robin said, "Copy that." I said and turned off the ear peace, i sighed disappointed and walked back to y/n
"hey y/n." I started, she turned around to look at me, "yes Steve?" She asked, "something just came up and I'm gonna have to leave." I said in a sad voice, "oh, well to bad, could you just stay for one song, oh and here's your tissue back, i promise i didn't blow my nose on this one." She said handing me a tissue, "thank you." I said stuffing the tissue in my free pocket, "and i think I might be able to stay for one dance." I said, "okay let's go to the dance floor." She said and dragged me to where the most people were dancing, and to my luck a slow song started to play
"well crap." She said, "I'm sorry you don't have to dance, i just thought that there was gonna be one more song before this one." She said, "no it's fine, you offered me to dance and now we're gonna dance." I said grabbing her waist and pulling her a bit closer to me, "o-oh okay." She stuttered, and put her arms around my neck
It was like the whole world had stopped around us, i looked in to her memorizing eyes and smiled, there is no way i managed to fall for this girl in one night, i thought to myself
"well this is nice." She whispered loud enough so that i can hear her, "yeah." I said, i shifted my gaze quickly to shift between her eyes and her lips
I slowly started to lean down and she leaned towards me, butterfly's erupted I'm my stomach
Before our lips could touch i heard a loud screeching from my ear peace, i quickly leaned away from her, "Where the fuck are you Harrington! You were supposed to be here five minutes ago!" Robin yelled at me, "sorry y/n, i have to go." I said letting go of her and walking away, i turned around to see her disappointed gaze, it hurt my heart to see her like that but i had to give these DNA samples to Dustin, "I'm coming jeez." I said and went outside
I hopped in to my car and started driving, i took the good tissue from my pocket to put it in the glove box but some writing caught my eye, i opened the tissue to see that it had a phone number on it, there is no way i thought to myself, "is that her phone number?" I said out loud, i shook my head and continued to drive as i held the tissue in my hand
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"Took you long enough!" Robin yelled, "where are the DNA samples?" Robin asked approaching me, "here you go." I said grabbing all the DNA samples and giving them to Robin, she thanked me and gave Dustin the samples, "what's that spare tissue in your hand?" El asked, "oh i... blew my nose with it, yeah in gonna go throw it away, do you have a trashcan anywhere Dustin?" I asked, "yeah its-" "never mind I'll find one myself." I said remembering there was a trashcan in Dustin's room
I got in to Dustin's room and opened up the tissue again, now that i could look at it with more light i saw that there were more writings on it
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*phone number* call me sometime
Y/n :)
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I smiled at the note and put it in my pocket, i walked back towards the group.
"okay good news, and bad news." I heard Dustin say as soon as I entered the room they were in, aka the dining room, i pulled out a chair, "what's the good news?" Robin asked, "She's not Dr. Breaners family member." He said and we all signed in relief, at least we didn't have to tie a person up, "bad news, now we can't ask questions about Dr. Breaner, so this note is useless without an explanation from a family member." We all sighed
Well at least i have her phone number
And that is all! I kind of just thought of the tissue part in the middle of writing this Soo, now you have Harrington's number :D, well in this story you do
Anyway have a nice day/ afternoon/ night Bye!!!
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OUTCAST: chapter ten
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EVERYONE'S BRIGHT idea was to use nancy's sister's lite-brite for communication. so, we ended up huddled over the upside down version of nancy's bed, staring in anticipation for dustin's next move. everyone was getting impatient, especially eddie, who was rocking back and forth, lips pursed. i tried calming him down, smoothing my hand over his back, but he wanted out of here.
dustin's voice suddenly floated through the air, but we didn't catch his full sentence, "-seeing this?"
the air in front of us had lit up, causing the familiar orange hue to pulse. nancy and i ran our hands through it in awe, and we could faintly hear my brother's cackling laugh on the other side. i smiled at the sound, i missed his dumb little face.
i waved my hand through the mist beside nancy's, watching it run through the spaces between our fingers like fine sand. dustin's voice floated through again, louder this time.
"we're not moving it, but we're gonna unplug it! stand by." he ordered. in a blink, the orange disappeared, and i was kind of sad the feeling had left.
"okay, try it now!" dustin spoke up a second later.
eddie turned to me and bumped my shoulder with his, but i turned to nancy, who seemed to want to be in charge. i nodded to her and she set her eyes on the orange space in front of us, looking a little nervous.
"uh..." she said slowly, touching in front of her. the air glowed, and she drug her finger through the mist that reappeared, drawing the word 'hi' with her fingers. i gasped, completely amazed with the sight in front of me. i turned to eddie, who had the same astounded look on his face.
"that worked!" dustin called, and we all broke into excited smiles. i clapped my hands together and eddie threw an arm over my shoulder, squeezing me in a side hug.
"yes! hi!" eddie exclaimed happily, pulling me into him.
nancy contemplated what to write again, as we had very limited space here. she then began to spell, i watched as she drew the letters: 's', 't', 'u', then 'c' and 'k'. eddie leaned forward, hopeful, humming in conformation.
"you can't get back through watergate?" dustin yelled back. i fucking laughed. of course my brother would make a joke out of this, calling it watergate.
"what the hell is watergate?" steve asked, clueless as ever.
"steve... water. gate." i spelled out for him, shaking my head. robin was nicer in her explaining, talking to him as if he were a child.
"cause it's in water, and it's a gate."
"oh."
"that's cute." eddie smiled, glancing at me as i giggled. nancy turned back to the board, talking to herself as she spelled out our next answer, 'g... u... a...r...d... e...d.'.
"watergate's guarded!" dustin said again, figuring us out. i jumped in excitement, hoping we'd get a plan together soon. everything was going so smooth, maybe we'd get out of here unscathed.
"yes dustin!" i yelled out.
"we think we have a theory that can help with that!" dustin replied. everyone sighed in immediate relief.
"genius child." robin commented. i definitely agreed. without my brother, we'd have been dead a long time ago. no one else could figure things out like dustin could.
"we think watergate isn't the only gate, we think there's a gate at every murder site!" dustin's voice floated in and out. it was hard to hear more than a few words at a time without him cutting out. i turned to the others.
"does anyone understand what he's talking about?" nancy asked us. we all shook our heads no, not at all. i reached out and drew a question mark, hoping he'd understand that we didn't get it. dustin started yelling.
"seriously? how many times do i have to be right on the money before you just trust me!" my brother screeched, ever so loudly. i sighed at the same time steve did, shaking my head.
"jesus christ. this kid's gotta get his ego in check."
"you're telling me. try living with him." i laughed, shaking my head once again. eddie leaned into the conversation.
"it's his tone, right?"
"i know!" steve agreed. i nodded along with them. it was definitely his tone. always.
"okay. so... how far is your trailer?" nancy asked eddie.
"seven miles." he answered.
"nancy?" robin asked, "uh... i know your house here is like, creepily frozen in time and shit, but haven't you always had bikes?"
so, we ended up pulling together some bikes from nancy's garage. they only had four, but i had no problem jumping on the back of eddie's bike, wrapping my arms around his middle and snuggling in. the leather was cool on my skin, and he leaned into me for a moment.
"we'll be okay." he commented, looking over his shoulder at me. i looked up at eddie and nodded, smiling at him. he turned halfway towards me to press a soft kiss to my lips, then turned back around. i fastened myself against him again, my cheek pressed against his back. as soon as everyone was ready, we sped off down the road, headed to eddie's trailer.
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after a long ride of my ass being sore and the sky grumbling creepily, we made it to eddie's trailer park. the bike leaned sideways as we turned onto the driveway for his home.
"right here." he pointed, stopping finally. i groaned as i got off, my back cracking from being super uncomfortable. eddie stood, hands behind his head, stretching, while robin once again rambled.
"that's gotta be a guinness world record or something. most miles traveled interdimensionally." she shook her head, following eddie and i up to his trailer.
"just inhaled a bunch of that crap," steve coughed, spit into the grass, "it's stuck in my throat."
"how do you think im doing?" i asked them both, audibly cracking my neck. steve groaned in disgust and eddie chuckled at me. the other two shook their heads and opened the door, stepping inside.
as soon as we were in, we saw a gate similar to the one in the lake. it was glowing red, pulsing like it was alive. i scrunched up my face, grossed out, squinting at the bright red light it emanated.
"goddamn." steve said, clicking his flashlight off.
"that's nasty." i whispered, staring.
"this is where chrissy died." my attention turned to eddie, "like, right where she died."
the gate was making these awful squelching noises. i was pretry fucking sure it was alive or something like that. it was moving. and it was grossing me out.
"i think there's something in there." robin commented as it started to somehow cave in. i leaned back into eddie, who held on protectively, but also cocked his head in curiosity.
"what the hell is that?" steve whispered. we were all staring intently now, not taking our eyes off the gate. then it broke open, startling us all. nancy and i yelped, and i fell back into eddie, almost knocking us both to the floor.
for a moment, we all looked at each other. we didn't know what could possibly be punching through the gate. steve, seemingly brave, took baby steps up to the opening. we shortly followed behind him, peering up into the gap between the two worlds.
"no way..." steve breathed.
i looked up to see my brother, lucas, max and erica, who had broken through the gate with the end of a broom. but... they were upside down, like they were standing on the ceiling. my brother started cackling his signature laugh.
"hi there! hey marnie!" he waved, smiling. we all said our hellos back. everyone started laughing. i smiled wide, just really fucking happy to see my brother again. my heart swelled at the sight of him and his friends across (?) from us.
"am i high?" i asked. i blinked a couple times, they were still upside down.
"holy shit, this is trippy." robin drawled as my brother laughed again.
"bada-bada-boom!" dustin shouted, looking up (down?) at us.
after a few moments of post-trip giggling, we had to devise a way to get out. dustin and his friends seemed to be quick with it, taking sheets from eddie's real place and tying them together, dragging the mattress from his room and placing it directly where we'd fall. i squinted, noticing multiple stains on his bedsheets, and turned to look at him.
"those stains are uh...i don't know what those stains are." eddie admitted, looking away from us. robin hummed in response, probably trying not to think about it. i was just hoping it was beer or something. i pushed those thoughts out of my brain, and watched as my brother threw the chain of sheets through the gate, defying every physics law known to man, while commenting on the same fact.
"not quite sure how these physics are gonna work. but here goes nothin... there we go! and if my theory is correct..."
he let it go, and it stayed still, without dropping back down (up??) and through the gate. i shook my head, choosing not to question these things. as long as we could get out.
"alright pull on it! see if it holds!" he called through. robin shrugged, grabbing and pulling. it wouldn't budge. my jaw dropped.
"this is the craziest shit i've ever seen in my life. and i've seen some crazy shit." erica said, gazing up (down??? jesus) at us.
"guess i'm the guinea pig." robin said, taking hold of the sheets and jumping up to climb. my mind was totally broken at how this worked, how the sheets weren't falling back through. robin climbled up quickly, and as soon as she passed through the gate, she fell onto the matress on the other side. she sat up, panting a bit.
"thank god. that was fun."
the four of us left looked around at each other, and their eyes landed on me. i shook my head, pushing eddie forward, but he resisted. i shook my head, but he placed his hands on the bare skin of my back, pushing me forward.
"you first, princess."
i blushed at the name and hoisted myself onto the sheets. now i had no upper body strength, so i struggled, but i got up high enough. i couldn't quite get through, so eddie climbed up behind me, pushing me through the gate by the ass. before i had time to react, i flipped upside down, landing on my back on the mattress.
"oh shit." i sighed, head spinning for a moment. i got up, watching eddie climb through and fall on the mattress just as i had. he shot upwards, eyes wide.
"that was fun. shit." i grabbed his bicep, tugging him up off the mattress before steve or nancy crushed him. but, no one came straight after him. instead my vision blurred, my head started pounding. i held onto my head, dropping to my knees and squeezing my eyes shut.
the pain dulled for a moment or two and i stood up, opening my eyes to a dark grey room, those slithering vines covering the trailer around me. hadn't i just fell through the gate to real-hawkins? where was everyone? i spun around, everything was grey and murky, my vision was wavering. once the trailer stopped see-sawing, my eyes landed on a deformed body, limbs at odd angles and eyes missing. it was chrissy, in her cheer uniform, all mangled like eddie had described her back in the boathouse.
i gasped, staggering backwards, my eyes welling with tears.
"do you see this, marnie? this is what happened to your friend. the one you abandoned. have you forgotten her already? need i remind you?" a deep voice rumbled inside my head, accompanied by a painful slide of memores flashing through my mind. the screaming fight with chrissy, how she begged for me to come back. the night she told me we couldn't be friends anymore, only a week after i left eddie. i had yelled and shouted at her, i said the worst things imaginable. i thought, in those moments, that i had a right to be that angry at her. but what if i was hurting her more than she hurt me?
suddenly, chrissy was in front of me, perfectly normal and alive, except her eyes were glowing red. we were in her yard, where we stood that night. where she stood, yelling at me to come back, saying she didn't mean it. that she never wanted this to happen. echoes of her yelling filled my ears, then the words she used about me behind my back, calling me a slut, a bitch, outcasting me just days after we fought, days after she begged for my forgiveness.
"i can't be friends with you anymore, marnie. i'm sorry." chrissy said, eyes downcast. my eyebrows pulled together as i stepped forward, wondering if i heard her right.
"what? did... did jason tell you to do this?"
"jason... he told me he's seen how you look at me. he thinks you're disgusting. and frankly, i do too. i'm not gay, marnie. i can't even look at you right now. i don't... i don't want you. not like that. you're disgusting." chrissy spat, venom clear in her voice. she was the only person i had ever told that i was bisexual. my heart basically broke in two at her words, pain thrumming through my chest.
"w-what? you know i don't look at you like that, you're my best friend." i told her. and it was the truth. i never had feelings for my best friend. but jason was jealous that she paid more attention to me, and chrissy must have outed me to him. he wanted me out of her life, and used anything he could to get what he wanted. jason wanted everyone out of her life except for him.
"you're disgusting, marnie. just leave." chrissy whispered, still not looking at me.
"fuck you, chrissy. i hope you get what you deserve. you're just like your family." i sneered, looking straight at her. i didn't mean it, and i regretted it the moment i said it, but i felt the need to hurt her like she hurt me. chrissy's eyes shot up at me, disbelief rushing over her features. her eyes were now the glassy ones.
i stormed off, fighting the tears that threatened to escape, listening to her call after me.
"marnie come back! i didn't mean it! marnie! marnie! please, i can't do this without you! you're my best friend! marnie!" but i didn't look back. chrissy's voice faded as i walked farther away. if she thought i was disgusting, then i'd stay as far away from her as possible.
i shook my head, trying to push the memory away. i knew that i had to do with her struggling. i knew that i was part of the reason that she decided she needed to turn to drugs. and i constantly reminded myself that.
vecna just wanted to dig at my weakness.
chrissy disappeared from in front of me, and the night sky morphed to red. a clock near me ticked, and the ground beneath me was suddenly slithering vines. i was back in the upside down, surrounded by floating pieces of a half crumbled house. the clock chimed four times.
"i see you and your friends have been looking for me, marnie. you were so close. so close to the truth. how was your first experience here, marnie? i hope my friends had good bedside manner. i've been meaning to pay you a visit, but i've been busy. so very busy." the voice continued as i carefully made my way through this nightmare.
i looked around, seeing these.... what i could only describe as stalks of those twisted vines. one held the body of fred, a kid involved in nancy's investigation. another held patrick, the kid who died at the lake. and lastly, chrissy, all mangled and stuck between the vines.
the sky rumbled, and i jumped once again. i looked around, unsure of what i should do next, unsure of how to get out of this mind game.
"don't worry, marnie. while i'm taking care of your friend nancy, i'd love to show you what's in store for you." the voice spoke again.
a shooting pain ran through my head, like a sudden migraine, and i groaned. my eyes squeezed closed again, and when i opened them, i was on my knees, eddie's head in my lap, blood trickling out of his mouth. he was pale, eyes shiny with tears. my vision was fuzzy, unclear. all i could see was his face, hear the rattle of his shallow breath in his chest. i began to panic, chest heaving but then eddie's mouth moved, as if he was speaking to me. my ears began to ring but eddie's voice played clearly in my head.
"i didn't run this time, right marn?"
my face was soaked in tears, and i was shaking as i held eddie's cold body in my hands.
"eddie?" i shook him, "eddie, please! please don't go eds, i need you!"
sobs racked my chest as i shook him, blood falling from his mouth. i could see my tears falling into his skin, the collar of his jacket, but his eyes were empty. he wasn't answering me, he wasn't waking up.
"this is what will happen if you keep digging." the rumbling voice echoed inside my mind. i buried my face in my hands and wiped the tears off my face with the swell of my palms.
when i removed my hands from my face, shaking, i was once again in that red nightmare, back pressed against one of the thick stalks of vines. i was still shaking from crying, chest heaving from the sobs. there was a creature in front of me, the form of a man but covered in scaly, slithering skin, vines connecting his shoulder and head, running along his neck. he was close enough to me that i could feel his breath as he spoke, his giant clawed hand raised over my head as if he was about to strike. i could feel my eyes threatening to roll to the back of my head agaist my will. i knew he could kill me at any moment.
"playing the hero doesn't always save the world." vecna spoke, letting go of his hold on me.
i landed on my knees, eyes opening as i heard a cacophony of shouts in my name.
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This is Chapter 8 for my Trollhunter Tales of Arcadia The Arcane's sister
Chapter 8 Spellbound part 2
We all grunt as a block of ice come's right for the castle and sitcks to said castle.
"They're boarding us! We must break free! Steer us at my command!" Merlin yells to us.
"I'm on it!" Douxie says as he runs up to the top of the castle.
Steve then screams. "All of a sudden, flying castles aren't so cool!"
Blinky then screams as he is trying to hold onto Jim. "Master Jim!" Blinky then screams.
"Blinky!" Arrrgh yells.
Blinky then screams as he's holding Jim.
Arrrgh then growls as he grabs Blinky and Jim.
"Have you found the staff?" Blinky question-yelled.
"I'm on it!" Archie yells back.
Arrrgh Then grunts. "Got you, Jim!"
Merlin then grunts as he all most fell. "These foes' powers are beyond us!"
Then I heard a voice I never thought I would here again and it made a small tear roll down my cheek but I wiped it away before anyone could see.
I then heard and seen more shadow mephits comeing down colloms of ice which I never thought I would see again.
"We've got to protect Jim! I'm not losing him again!" Claire says.
"Feel the wrath of the hammer!" Toby yells.
I don't know why or how but I blacked out for a little from my mind going everyway. 'Why where they here? Did they find me? Why don't they listen to what I say? There mind is flawed. I need them to see reason.'
I then woke again to screaming and me holding someones hand I looked up to see Douxie holding my hand and me holding Claire's with her holding Steve's hand as were hanging onto the castle from a colome.
"Jim! Jim!" Claire yells from below us I then see a giant rift in time and I though of only one thing.'Merlin what were you thinking!'
"What do we do, man?" Steve questioned paniced.
"Trust me!" Douxie says as he is about to let go of the colome.
"Don't you dare!" I say as he almost lets go.
"Wait! No, no, no!" Claire says as he lets go and she screams.
"Flying castles suck!" Steve says then screams.
I then say something know one understood but it was really loud and It had everyone wondering what I said exept for 3 people there. "Trityene!!"
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"Trityene!!"
'It can't be…..' All three of them thought as they heard that word with a shocked expresion planted on all of there face's tho was quickly gone.
Back with Isabella, Claire, Douxie, Jim and Steve
We all started screaming as we all fell. Well It was manly Claire, Douxie and Steve, I was just wondering where we are at the moment.
Douxie then grunts as he trys to find a spell to help all of us. "Oh, come on! Come one! This is gonna hurt!"
Steve then scream as we all hit some type of barrier tho I know what he was trying to make. "It…dose…hurt!" Steve says as we hit the barrier.
Douxie then screams then grunts as we all hit the ground.
Steve grunts. "Oh, god…"
Douxie then groans.
Steve gasps and starts screaming. "I can't see! I'm blind! Oh, I can see! Ah!" He then whimpers "What just happened?"
"Well, I just conjured an anti-gravity spell to slow our fall and keep us from dying. You're welcome."
"Are you sure that was a anti-gravity spell?" I questioned tho it came out as a statement.
"Douxie, where is the flying castle?" Claire questioned.
"Oh, fuzz buckets! Well, it would appear we've had ourselves a temporal accident."
"Temporal accident, are you sure thats what you call this." I stated 'this is more planned out'.
"Which means…?" Claire questioned again.
Steve then whimpers and Douxie then gasps at something behind us and I allready know what it it.
"Advance!"
"Got them."
All of us gasp exept for me I was just calm and colected as I always am and i'm a little mad. Mad at Merlin because I can't beleave he would want to go back in time, but you know what can you do. 'I should of expected this.' I thought.
Steve then screams as were all srounded by knights.
"It means…we are lost in time." Douxie answers.
"What manner of sorcery is this?" Someone questions.
"Oh-- Oh, my…" Steve says then screams.
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Too big to handle
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Summary - Steve's cock is too big for your pussy.
Warnings - smut(m/f), daddy kink, maybe ddlg but not really, readers a bit naive, size kink, praise kink, cum play.
Pairing - Steve x reader Word count - 1.4k
"Hm..." you sighed dreamily, in awe of just how amazingly the jeans you got your daddy for valentines suits him. He looked hot even while he was doing the dishes.
He looks over his shoulder to you, his eyebrows pinched together but then smiles upon seeing you openly oggling him, "Like what you see, doll?"
"Um, what? I wasn't doing anything!!" you yelled when you realised you had been caught red handed.
"Relax, honey," he teased, booping your nose with his finger, "If you want something, all you have to do is ask for it."
"Um... I do want something..."
"Uh-huh, and what is that," he said, crossing his hands over his chest, the veins in his biceps popping which made you salivate even more so.
"I thought..." you looked up at him with your sweet doe eyes, jutting your lips out and making a face he would never say no to, "maybe we could go all the way? I know you would've liked to wait, being from the forties and all, but I don't think I have it in me to..."
He cleared his throat, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he stammered over his words, "Is that what you want?"
"If you'd like to as well then yes."
"Believe me, doll, there is nothing in this world I'd like more," he groaned. "I didn't ask because I didn't want you to think that it was the only thing I was after."
"I'd never think that, daddy, I know you love me," standing on your tippy toes, and craning your neck, and yet you still couldn't quite reach him because he was just so freaking tall, he smirked at you and met you halfway to peck your lips.
"Of course I do, and don't you ever forget that."
"Can we get the lights?" you asked, just a bit apprehensive, as he kissed you all over your bare thighs.
"Why?" he wanted to know as he propped his chin up on your thigh.
"I..." You didn't have a good enough answer. You had seen him once while he was changing out of his combat suit after he got shot, you knew what a perfect specimen he was, you on the other hand were anything but perfect. "I don't know... it's just that'll make me more comfortable."
"You know I'd do anything to make you comfortable right, doll?" he asked as you nodded. "And I don't mind getting the lights. But I want to see you, all of you, I want to look into your eyes while I make love to you and make you mine."
"That's silly, daddy," you giggled, "I'm already yours."
"That you are," he repeated as he sucked a spot into the inside of your thigh, a bit too close to your panty clad core.
"Mm.. okay... I trust you..." And you'd do anything to make him happy.
"You have no idea how much that means to me, doll," he rolled your panties down your thighs and your legs.
The way he stared at your core would've made you just a little uncomfortable if he wasn't saying the sweet things to you while his fingers toyed with your intimate lips.
"You have such a pretty pussy, baby. I could look at it all day long. Would you let me draw it?" he looked up at you, tearing his eyes away from your gorgeous cunt so he could get an answer from you.
"Yes, of course..." you moaned, clenching around him as he added two more fingers, massaging your walls and pumping them in and out of you.
He hovered over you, "Your pussy looks so tiny, baby, it's so fucking tight, I don't know if I'll last, I gotta prepare you."
You couldn't believe you even thought of keeping the lights off, to miss out on looking at the way Steve looked at you, as if you were the most precious thing in the.
You also would've missed out on seeing his perfect pecs, your hands moving of their own accord to touch his flesh, pink nipples pebbling under your palm.
You dug your nails into his biceps, drawing out blood as you could feel your climax approaching but you held on, you only wanted to come around him, "Will you please put it in me, daddy?" you blinked up at him.
"Alright, honey, I think you're ready," he said as he pulled his fingers out of you, sitting back on his thighs he pushed your knees apart so he could look at you some more, you were swollen and looked about ready for him, two of his fingers parting your vaginal lips so he could admire your arousal seeping out of you, "Fucking perfect."
You could feel your face heating up at his praise, watching him through your hooded eyes and waiting for him to penetrate you and claim you, until that caught your eye.
"Holy shit!" your eyes nearly popping out of their sockets upon seeing what looked like was his monster cock. "How is that so big?!" you yelled.
"What?" he looked down at his cock, standing tall and proud against his abs.
"Steve, I've seen you naked... once... I didn't mean to, but I couldn't look away either..." you tried to explain, getting more and more flustered, "And that," pointing at his cock, "wasn't nearly as big as it looks now."
"Alright, so sweetheart, when a man sees the person he loves naked his manhood grows bigger and..."
"Steve! Oh my god I knew that! But I didn't know that could, literally double in size..."
"Uh... yeah. Mine does, ever since the serum."
You nodded. Before you thought he was big, bigger than anyone you had ever seen, but now... you weren't sure you could even wrap your hand around him.
"Do you want to stop?"
You shook your head, "No, I wanna keep going. I'll fit it in me no matter what, I promise."
He nodded, pushing his tip against your opening, paying close attention to your face to make sure you were okay, but you told him to keep going. He lost track of you, of everything around him, you were so damn tight and so good around him and under him, he stopped when he heard you sobbing.
"No... babygirl," he cooed hovering over you again and propping himself up on his elbows he kissed your tears away.
"It's too big..." you sniffled, ashamed of not doing literally the only thing you were supposed to do.
"That's okay, honey. I'll just stop," he said as he pulled out of you.
He looked down at his cock, which was flushed an angry red, "That looks painful," you rubbed your nose with the back of your hand.
"It is a little... but it'll go away in a bit."
"I want to make you feel good," you whined.
"You make me feel good just by existing. But... I guess there is something you can do..." he smirked, circling his palm around your wrist and bringing your hand closer to his length, "Come on, touch it, don't be so afraid, doll, it's not gonna eat you."
"Mm... okay," you held onto his length, which felt thicker, you could barely wrap your hand around him, you started pumping him in your hand, "Is this okay?" you asked him as you looked up at him.
"More than okay, honey here," he situated his cock right over your pussy, moaning out your name and telling you to keep going as his ejaculate painted your vulva.
You couldn't exactly see it, but you could feel it's warmth on your skin and you were surprised with just how much of it there was. "Can I have a taste please?" You asked after he was done.
His chest was heaving, golden strands kissing his sweaty forehead, "Since you said please," he said, collected some of your slick mixed with his on his fingers and letting you suck on them.
"It's yummy, daddy," you moaned around his digits.
"Don't worry, doll, next time I'll come in your mouth. And you'll be a good girl and swallow all of it."
You nodded, laying back on the mattress and making grabby hands at him to ask him to cuddle you. He only shook his head and chuckled at you.
"You didn't think we were done, did you?" he said as he hoisted your hips up, closer to his mouth, his tongue licking a strip up your slit as he kept looking at you, "I'll have to return the favor."
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Turmoil (Reader x Wanda Maximoff)
Y'all this is pretty damn angsty not gonna lie- You do get some fluff with Wanda at the end though :)
Also this is my first time posting a Wanda fic or anything like that (other than my old Sarah Paulson wattpad acc) so uhhh please be nice to me?
(Constructive criticism is appreciated)
TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ DEPRESSO STUFF AND MENTIONS OF SELF HARM
Reader has a breakdown in front of the Avengers
(side note R has Self-Healing and Empathy powers)
You sighed softly as you eyed the scars running along your wrists. Your past was no secret. After Hydra you hated yourself, you thought you deserved the pain, the mutilation, the self inflicted scars. It was harder due to your powers, Empathy. You could literally feel the deep seated anger, fear, self hatred and mourning everyone else around you was feeling. Everyone in the compound tended to keep an eye on you. They knew you had a complicated past with hurting yourself. You thought about how they reacted when they found out you'd started again.
Natasha was hurt that you hadn't reached out. Bruce, Clint and Bucky silently worried about you, not wanting to push too hard. They'd been there, they knew how addicting it can be to take what little control you could over your pain.
You never officially talked about it though, not even with Wanda Who you trusted most out of the Avengers. She was your best friend after all.
You never expressed your emotions, ever. Not even at your most overwhelmed. At least not in front of the others.
That was until Steve and Tony tried to stage an intervention.
You were sure they had good intentions, they all did. They wouldn't be there if they didn't care, that's what they kept saying.
But that didn't stop the anger bubbling inside you as they all sat there in the living room, staring at you with worried, pitiful expressions.
Maybe it was because you were caught off guard, or maybe it was because you never allowed yourself to believe anyone cared about you. No one ever took the time to prove it to you.
Maybe that was why, in front of everyone, you finally snapped.
"Y/n you know what we're here to talk about right?" Tony was the first in the room to officially speak, not even flinching at the deadly glare you fixed him with.
"Im assuming it's about my choice of coping mechanisms?" You set your jaw. "I dont see why its such a big deal- I literally heal almost instantly."
"That's not the point" Steve spoke up, his voice even softer than normal. "You're hurting yourself and you're spiraling. We just want to make sure you know that you're not-"
" Dont you dare tell me im not alone." You're tone sharpened dangerously
"y/n i-" Natasha started to speak but you cut her off raising your voice, shocking the rest of the room into silence
"NO!" Nat's eyes widened, Steve shrunk under your heated gaze and Tony avoided eye contact, " because at 3AM on a Friday when all my lights are on and i have whatever music i can get playing in some desperate attempt to kill my thoughts- im still smothered in darkness, choking on the silence and Overwhelmed I AM ALONE"
You didn't notice as Clint, Pepper, and Sam stopped what they were doing to listen to you yelling. Nor did you notice as Bucky, Thor and all the others began filing into the room at the commotion. You didn't even notice Wanda in the corner, twisting her rings on her fingers nervously- She knew this was a bad idea.
"When Heavy thoughts of self hate and what if's swarm and i clutch my tear stained pillow. I look around my room and there is no one." You continued, more anger fueling the projection of your voice. Never wavering. "When i cry out for help desperately but i still find myself watching the sunrise from the bathroom tiles soaked in my own blood the only one there is ME"
Tears filled your eyes but didn't spill over quite yet as you looked around at the shocked, guilty and worried faces around you.
"I'M the only one that hears my plea's for freedom, I am the only one who see's the increase in scars. The only one who has heard my cries is me."
The tears slid down your cheeks as your voice cracked, your true sorrow and emotion showing through.
"Dont tell me im not alone because that is false" You stopped yelling now but you're tone still had an edge sharp enough to cut.
"You're not the ones engulfed in fear and negative emotion that you're not even sure are your own-" Your lip began trembling, your walls crumbling and your resolve fading further with every word you spoke "its me."
"and i-" You broke off with an uncontrolled fit of sobs and practically Whispered as you finished your speech"I am SO alone."
The room was totally silent. You watched through teary eyes and broken sobs as a few of them searched for words but found none as they stared at you, frozen. You wrapped your arms around yourself, digging your fingernails into your sides hard as you cried, feeling helpless.
Your tears only flowed faster as you realized that was how everyone felt.
The whole room, every person in it, all of them felt helpless watching you breaking down.
You dug your fingernails deeper into your skin as the room stayed motionless save for one body approaching you from the safety of her corner.
Wanda gently moved your arms to your sides and wrapped her arms around your waist, tucking her head into your neck as you reciprocated the hug and broke further in her arms.
A few moments after your breathing had steadied, Wanda pulled away, her own tears spilling down her cheeks. She took you by the hand and lead you out of the room, leaving the other stunned Avengers behind.
Without a single word, Wanda lead you to her room and pulled you inside. You quietly complied as she tucked you into her bed and slid in next to you beneath her sheets, pulling you into her arms.
You both sat in total silence, your head resting on her chest as she played with your hair and you listened to her heartbeat.
After what felt like hours, Wanda placed a gentle kiss, firmly to your head and sighed.
"I love you" Her voice shook ever-so-slightly and you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach. "You know that right"
"If i were to believe anyone could love me... it would be you that could make me see jt" You mumbled against her collarbone and Wanda let out a breath.
"I guess ill have to keep telling you until you believe it then." She was upset, and you couldnt stand it. Anyone anyone could be upset with you and you wouldn't bat an eye, but not Wanda. Wanda actually mattered.
"You're mad at me" You mumbled again and Wanda shifted suddenly beneath you.
"What?" She sounded shocked, her accent becoming slightly more prominent and her heartbeat sped up at the statement. "Why do you say that?"
"I can feel you're upset" you deadpanned, lifting your head to look her in the eyes. "I- i just assumed It was my fault"
Wanda's eyes softened and her hand instinctively reached up to carress your cheek. You couldnt help but lean into her touch.
"I could never be mad at you Lyubov (love)" Wanda offered a small, sad smile. "Im just upset that you feel so terrible and I can't fix it, or even help"
"You help" You stated simply, wiping a tear from her cheek "You help more than you know"
"I want to do more" Wanda sighed bringing up her other hand so she had both sides of your face cradled gently in her palms.
"You dont need to Wands" You smiled what you hoped looked like a genuine smile. "It's easier during the day, when you're around... It's the night that.. gets to me"
Wanda stared at you thoughtfully as her eyes searched your own. She bit her lip and you found your eyes drawn to the action, unable to tear your gaze from her mouth as her tongue darted out across her lips as she prepared to speak again.
"Then you're sleeping over here, or i'm sleeping in your room until you feel better" She stated firmly and your eyes widened.
"Wanda, no" You shook your head "I co- i couldnt ask you to do that"
"You didn't ask- i decided." Wanda pressed further "You're severely depressed and quite frankly I'm afraid to leave you alone so please, just let me keep you company"
Your eyes widened as you stared at her in shock. A smirk taking over your features after a few moments.
"How could i say no to spending more time with my favorite person?" You grinned and Wanda let out a releived sigh, you both tried to ignore your respective anxieties at the idea of spending a full night together, sleeping together and waking up with one another.
"Do you want to watch something?" Wanda gestured to the TV on her wall. "You can choose the movie"
"Not really" you sighed contently, your voice barely above a whisper "I just kinda wanna enjoy... you. You bring me peace"
A surprised look crossed Wanda's face as a red hot blush crept up her cheeks.
"Oh-Okay then. Im okay with that" Wanda blushed as she leaned back into her pillows and you tucked your head beneath her chin, taking in her scent. "You bring me peace too Y/n"
Should I add a part two? Idk if I should or not tbh. Anywho I hope someone likes this. 😅 If you're actually reading this then uh- hi. Have a nice day/night :P
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It's Yours - Chapter 9
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8
Summary: You and Javier have been sleeping together for almost two years but after his name was leaked by the papers, he is sent home for investigation. You remain behind with Steve to catch Escobar but when he’s finally dead, you decide to go after the man you’ve fallen for. You don’t like what you find when you finally reunite with him.
Warnings: Fluff, Childbirth.
Relationships: Javier Peña x Reader
~
You were in the last month or so of your pregnancy and you were miserable. The Peña men had you refined to your bed or the couch and you were grateful. Your ankles were swollen, your back was killing you and the babies weren’t giving you a minutes rest. With bed rest though came loneliness and with loneliness came overthinking and you were starting to overthink everything. So when Javi had told you that Connie had offered to come out and stay until the babies had arrived you were over the moon.
Today was the day she was arriving and you couldn’t wait. Javier had been busy getting the house ready for the babies. The nursery had been decorated, toy army arranged and furniture had been built. So now his days were spent getting the other house ready for his dad. Chucho was there to wait on you hand and foot when he could but he still had a ranch to run so you spent most of your days alone. Javier had driven to collect the Murphy’s from the airport. Steve was coming down for a few days before heading back to Miami but Connie and Olivia were going to be with you for at least the next month.
It was a little afternoon when they arrived.
You were settled on the couch watching a nature documentary when the door swung open and two golden heads came into view. Connie almost threw herself at you, arms circling your shoulders as she squeezed you tightly.
“You’re so big now.” She squealed as she cooed over your bump.
“I’m a whale.” You sighed, pushing yourself up a little so you could see everyone better.
“You are glowing Mi Amor.” Gushed Javier and you rolled your eyes at him.
“You have to say that Peña.” You grumbled, “You’re the one who got me into this mess.”
“She’s got a point dude.” Conceded Steve, flinching when Javier punches his arm "Mind Olivia." He moaned before the toddle slapped his cheek with her little hand.
"Seems like Livie agrees with me." Chuckled the agent.
Pushing yourself to your feet, you rolled your eyes when Javier leapt to your side and grabbed your arms in order to support you as you waddled along.
“I can walk Javier.” You snapped, sighing when you saw hurt flash across his face “Sorry baby. I’m just a little fed up. Not sure if I can go another month.”
“You know it's common for twins to come early?” Stated Connie and you nodded, rubbing your aching belly as you tottered towards the kitchen.
“Yeah the Doctor did tell us and I’m praying they do. I’m getting impatient now.” You chuckled, pulling out a bottle of water from the fridge before plonking yourself down on one of the kitchen chairs, already exhausted from your short walk.
“You’re doing so well baby.” Said Javier lovingly as he placed a sweet kiss on your forehead “So proud of you, growing out little angels.”
~
Connie, Steve and Olivia were such a welcome distraction.
Steve helped Javier get the guesthouse finished and then had helped Chucho officially move in.
Connie took excellent care of you whilst Olivia and you played. She was fascinated by your bump and how it moved as the babies wriggled around inside. She loved to lay her little head on it, chuckling when she'd get nudged by a foot.
"You like that Liv?" You asked as she chuckled at you, clapping in delight.
'Ye." She squealed.
She'd started to pick up words. Now able to answer yes or no questions and you felt the maternal side of you overflow with pride and each milestone she'd hit.
"Would you like a little brother or sister Liv?" You asked as Connie popped your tea beside you before taking a seat in the armchair across from you.
"YE!" She yelled and she chuckled.
"Well, there you have it Con."
"Well actually..." She started before falling silent, grinning behind her mug and your mouth dropped.
"You're not?"
"I am." She nodded excitedly and you practically screamed in excitement, Olivia mirroring your reaction.
"What... How... wh-" You paused as you processed what she'd just told you "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well, we wanted to wait till we passed the 12-week mark before we told people. You know how we've struggled in the past and we didn't want to jinx it." You nodded in understanding, knowing they'd lost a baby a few years back.
"And so everything's okay?"
"Perfect." She said as she pulled some images from her back and passed them to you.
"This is amazing Con." You said sweetly as you gazed at the photos "I'm so happy for you both." You finished as you smiled up at your best friend.
~
It was the last day before Steve was due to return to Miami and you had suggested that the men go out for dinner and few drinks. You were hoping for a relaxed evening, just you and Connie but you could tell that Javier wasn’t sure about leaving you.
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” He asked, his big brown eyes making your stomach flip.
“Baby. We’ll be fine.” You chuckled “I’m in great hands here anyway!”
“Come on, you boys go have fun. Might be your last chance before the babies arrive.” Said Connie, giving his arm a friendly squeeze.
“You’ll call if you need anything?”
“Yes!”
“And you’ll take it easy?”
“Yes, Javier.” You groan.
“She won’t lift a finger for herself.” Stated Connie “Unless she needs the bathroom. There's a line.” She chuckled, eliciting a laugh from both you and Javi.
“Fine.” He said, finally giving in “You girls have fun.”
Little did you know that everything was about to change.
~
The first contraction was so mild you barely noticed it. Rubbing your belly, you groaned as you shifted in your seat in an attempt to get comfortable but as the evening went on they became more intense. You’d been warned that you might experience false contractions or Braxton Hicks so you’d decided to ignore them, convinced that they would pass.
It was around 6 when you realised that they weren’t.
“Con.”
“Hmmm.”
“I think I’m in labour.”
...
“I really appreciate you and Con coming out here.” Said Javier as he gave his friend a genuine smile “The Mrs has been really struggling the last few months so I know that she really appreciates Connie being here for the last leg of this. I honestly have no idea what I’m doing. Even Olivia's doing a better job of keeping her happy.” He chuckled as he glanced at his pops “Seems like everything I do is wrong.”
“She’s growing two people inside of her Mijo.” Piped up Chucho, giving his son’s arm a friendly squeeze “She’s entitled to be snappy.”
...
“Your contractions are close together hun.” Stated Connie, holding your hand as another one ripped through you “How close is the nearest hospital?"
“47 minutes.” You panted “Timed… drive.”
“Right well I don’t think the you’re gonna last to the hospital hun.” She stated, “Do you know where the boys went?”
“NO.” You screamed, tears streaming down your flushed cheeks as you tried to breathe the pain.
She sprinted to the bedroom and grabbed a few pillows before making a b-line for the bathroom and grabbing some towels. bringing them to you in the lounge and arranging them so she could make you as comfortable as possible. Next, she grabbed the washing up bowl from under the sink and filled it with some warm water, knowing she’d need it to clean up the babies when they arrived.
“Right, sweetheart I need you to trust me.” She started as she pulled down your leggings and underwear “We’re going to have to deliver the babies here. I’m going to take a look and see how dilated you are.”
“SI.” You screamed and she looked at you in confusion.
“Odd time to scream for your ex.” She said before returning her attention to the job at hand.
“No… Call him… He could tell us where Javi is.” You panted out and she nodded in understanding, flicking through the phonebook beside the phone and dialling in the bar's number.
Silently grateful that Olivia's a heavy sleeper.
...
“Wonder what the girls are up to.” Said Steve as he took a swig of his beer.
“Probably watching crappy tv and gushing over all the baby clothes I spent a fortune on the other day.” Chuckled Javier “Si, reckon we can get another?”
“Sure thing.” Said the man as he grabbed two more beers “Another soda Chucho?”
“I think I’m good.” Said the older man “Will be bouncing off the walls.”
“Now that I’d like to see.” Chuckled the bartender as he walked over to the ringing phone and answering it, smile falling as he flicked his head towards Javier.
“What is it?”
“You need to go home.” He stated and Javier immediately started to panic.
“What's going on?” Asked Steve, pulling his eyes from the game on the screen and noting the now tense atmosphere.
“She’s in labour.”
~
‘Where is he?” You sobbed, contractions now so much closer together.
“They’ll be here soon sweetie. I just need you to breathe for me okay?” She instructed and you tried your best to do as she asked “I’ve called an ambulance too but hun…” She paused, glancing down before locking your gaze again “You’re going to have to start pushing real soon.”
“No.” You sobbed, shaking your head as tears stained your shirt “No I can’t.”
“You have to.” She said, stroking your hair away from your sweat-slick brow.
“I need Javi.” You wailed “Where’s Javi!.”
“I’m here baby.” Came a familiar voice and you sobbed “I’m right here beside you Mi Amor.”
Everything around you seemed to disappear and suddenly it was just you and him. Even the pain seemed to disappear and you cried as he pulled you in for a kiss but the moment was cut short when the worst contraction yet tore through you.
“Right hun you need to push.”
“No… I can’t.” You choke on a hiccup as you shake your head.
“Baby, if you don’t push then we won’t meet our babies.” Said Javier sweetly “You can do it, mi corazón.”
Connie ordered you to push and you did. Over and over until you were left limp on the cushions she’d so carefully laid underneath you.
“One more hun.” She said and you weren’t sure you had it in you “Come on he’s almost here.”
That was what you needed to make that final push.
With one more gargantuan effort, his cries filled the air and you let out a relieved sob as you watched her hand him to Steve so he could wash him. Not even noticing Javi cutting the cord. Chucho took his from the blonde agent after he was wrapped in one of the soft blankets you'd bought and bounced him in his arms, desperate to quiet him a little.
“How are you feeling sweetheart.” Asked Connie and you looked at her with a painted expression.
“Exhausted.”
“Well, you don’t have long sweetheart.” She said sympathetically “Your baby girl is on her way.”
She wasn’t lying either. It seemed like you had no time at all to rest before your baby girl started to make her entrance. The orders to push were repeated and you did. Pulling at whatever reserves you had left to push your baby girl into the world and when you made the final one you allowed yourself to ultimately collapse bonelessly onto the makeshift bed as you watched Javi cut the cord and hand her to Steve to be cleaned.
It took a moment for it to register.
You were so tired.
There was crying, but those were your son's cries.
She wasn’t crying.
Why wasn’t she crying?
“Why isn’t she crying?” Javier asked, staring at Connie as she checked over your newborn daughter.
She said nothing. She was calm as she waited for the tiny infant to show any signs of life but after a few minutes, she started CPR. Javier held you as the two of you watched the woman work, unable to control your emotions as fat tears started to fall. Chucho stood with your son in his arms and watched the terrifying spectacle, unable to help the few tears that slipped down his cheeks.
Then you heard the most beautiful sound.
“There you go.” Said Connie as she smiled down at the screaming infant “That's in sweetheart.” She said as she placed the wriggling baby in your arms.
“Don’t scare us like that baby girl.” Said Javier as he looked down lovingly at the tiny being in your arms.
“Don’t forget this little chap.” Said Chucho as he kneeled beside you and placed your son in your other arm.
You took a moment to stare down at your two tiny tots, forehead resting against Javier’s as you basked in the moment. Your whole body was shaking with exertion. You could smell what had happened as you pushed one of your children into the world but you didn’t care. No one did.
Your babies were here.
Everything else was irrelevant.
~
One Week Later…
You and Javier sat cuddled up on the couch, you holding your son and him holding your daughter. Connie was busy helping Chucho in the kitchen, still adamant that she stay a few weeks to help. The two of you had been struggling to come up with names. Nothing seemed to fit and you'd expected to have a little more time.
The ambulance had arrived a little while after you’d delivered and you were rushed to the hospital where they kept you and the babies in overnight. They were happy to discharge you the following day though and you’d quickly settled into a routine. You were sore, struggling to sit down on any chair that you had in the house. So you had almost sobbed when Si turned up with the most beautiful rocking chair you’d ever seen.
“Mae and I bought it when she was expecting and I dunno… I could never bring myself to get rid of it.” He stated, shrugging his shoulders as he placed the chair down “It’s supposed to be really good for breastfeeding and all that. You don’t have to keep it but…'
You stopped his rambling with a kiss on his cheek.
“It’s perfect.” You said sweetly, smiling when his eyes locked onto your son in your arms “Would you like to hold him?”
His eyes grew wide as he looked up at you with childlike excitement and he nodded eagerly, carefully taking him from you and cradling him with such care. You couldn’t help but swoon at the sight. The man would always hold a place in your heart but as Javier came to stand beside you, your sleeping daughter in his arms you swooned even harder.
“We actually had something we wanted to ask you.” Piped up Javier after a few minutes, Si looking up from your son to study you both.
“Well, we wondered if maybe, you’d like to be their godfather?” You said, watching him with hopeful eyes as he processed what you'd just said.
He said nothing. The tears in his eyes was all the answer that you needed and after a few more minutes of gushing over your son, he handed you back you little boy before stealing your daughter from Javier.
“You got names for them yet?” He asked as he bounced her in his arms.
“No.’ You grumbled, “Nothing feels right.”
“Mae and I were expecting a girl,” He said as he smiled down at yours “Had a name picked out as soon as we learned the sex.”
“What was it?” You asked as you sat down on the couch.
“Layla.” He stated, “Reckon she looks like a Layla.” He said with a watery smile, bringing her forehead to his lips and placing a gentle kiss there.
You looked at Javier. Sharing a mental conversation before he turned his head to the man and placed a friendly arm around Si’s shaking shoulders.
“She really does man.” He said, gently pinching her chubby little cheek “Layla Mae Peña.”
The man looked up at Javier and let out a choked sob before looking down at the tiny little being in his arms.
“If that's okay with you?” Javier asked and Si looked at him again.
“It’s more than okay.” The man replied.
“What about Luca for the other one.” Piped up Steve and you all chuckled, the soft moment broken by his eloquence.
“The other one?” You boomed.
“That’s my son Pendejo.” Javier jested as he gave his partner a playful punch on the arm.
“Luca and Layla.” You said, testing the names on your tongue “I think we’ve found their names.” You stated as you laid a gentle kiss on Luca’s nose.
“Does kinda sound like Luke and Leia.” Pointed out Connie and you chuckled again.
“I don’t see what the issue is.” Piped up Javier and everyone chuckled.
“Course you wouldn’t.” Teased Steve “Nerd.”
"You next Con." You said as you looked at the blonde who was cradling a sleeping Olivia on her shpoulder.
"Wait what?" Said Javier, confused by your statement "You're pregnant?"
"Mhmmm." She nodded, smirking at Javier's shock.
"Why didn't you tell me." He whined as he looked at his partner in shock.
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For A Lifetime
Characters:
Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader
Groom!Bucky Barnes x Bride!Reader
Summary:
You just got married to the man you love, and on the reception, you are asked to give a message to your husband.
Warning:
Fluff
You still can't believe that it's your wedding day, that you are finally married to the love of your life, that you are finally Mrs. Barnes. You find it so surreal and hard to believe that the man you are holding hands with right now is your husband and the man you'll grow old with.
Bucky has been your boyfriend for five years, you two owe your love story to Steve because it was him who introduced you to Bucky. Since then, you two were inseparable, until Bucky finally asked you to be his girl, and you gladly said yes. You two shared a beautiful relationship, traveled to a lot of places already, fought some issues and odds together, and five years later, he popped another question for you, the kind of question that changed your life forever. He asked you to marry him, and you did say yes, and after a few months of planning, here you are, finally Mrs. Barnes.
Realizing the years you and Bucky have been through, you tilt your head and glance at your husband who is sitting beside you. You and the rest of your guests are in the reception and the dinner is being served at the moment, but you are already full of love.
"So my Mrs. Barnes," Bucky glances at you and squeezes your hand that he's holding since the ceremony, "Do you want me to dismiss our guests so we could finally have time for ourselves?" he asked naughtily.
You chuckled and pinched his nose, "Let's not be rude, love. We have every time in the world to do whatever we want," you replied, giving his hand a squeeze, "For now, let's enjoy this night with our family and friends," you added.
Planning a wedding is one of the most stressful things you've done, but it was a good thing that many people helped you and Bucky all throughout the planning. Nat and Wanda helped you in finding the right wedding gown for this once in a lifetime milestone in your life, on the other hand, it was Steve and Sam who helped Bucky to find the best suit he could wear for this special day, and they did a great job, seeing your husband so dapper in his suit tonight.
Gathering all your family and close friends is kind of tough, but with the help of Nat and the rest of the team, everything you dreamed of about your wedding was made possible.
You and Bucky were still munching over the dessert when the microphone echoes right through the whole hall, which made you looked over the stage and you saw Steve standing in the middle holding a wine glass.
"Hey, everyone! Can I have everyone's attention please?" he asked.
You and Bucky exchanged glances, both puzzled with Steve's presence in the middle of the stage.
"What's this punk doing there?" Bucky whispered.
You shrugged, "I don't know. We'll see," you answered.
When Steve finally got everyone's attention, he cleared his throat and speaks again in the microphone, "I know it's not my place to start the message giving kind of thing, and I know Bucky is asking himself and his beautiful wife what am I doing here," he glances at you, which made you smile because of the thought that he called you Bucky's wife, "Well, to answer your question Buck, Nat asked me to start the message giving since I am the best man."
"It's not like I have any other choice, man," Bucky yelled, which made everyone laugh.
"Shut up, Buck. It's not your time to talk. Y/n, can you zip your husband's mouth, please?" Steve joked. He cleared his throat once again, "Anyway, Buck, I have no idea what to tell you right now. You're a great man and I don't need to tell you to be a faithful and a good husband to y/n because I know you will. I don't need to tell you to make her happy all the time because I know you will and you're already making her happy. I don't need to tell you the things that a husband does for his wife, because first, I have no idea how to be a husband, and second, I know you'll figure it out. And for you, y/n," Steve moved his eyes towards you, "I wish you had the best nights of sleep of your life because you won't be getting any now that you're married to this punk."
Everyone laughed again because of Steve's joke. You took a glance at Bucky who is still holding your hand to see his reaction to his best friend's joke, and he hurriedly wiped his mouth using his hand, trying to hide the embarrassment he felt because of Steve's joke.
Steve playfully shook his head, "I think I might have an idea on what gift I should give Y/N on Christmas," he clicked his tongue, "I think I'm gonna get her bunch of Tylenol for her headaches," he joked, making everyone laugh again.
"'Gonna kill this man later," your husband murmured as he pulls you closer to him.
Bucky let go of your hand and wrapped his arms around you, you leaned towards him, feeling his warmth as you both listen to Steve's speech.
"Kidding aside, Y/N, you are married to a good man. Ever since he met you, there's not a day that he doesn't think of what will make you happy, of what will make you feel his admiration and love for you. When you two met, I saw something different in him. He learned how to trust people, even more, he learned to open up, not just to you but to everyone else. So Buck, y/n," he raised his wine glass, "I wish the two of you years of endless love and fruitful marriage. I may not be a husband to anyone, but I promise the two of you that I will be a good uncle to your little ones soon, not just that, I promise you two that I'll be here whenever you two needed a friend. I love you both! Let's cheers to Mr. & Mrs. Barnes, everyone!"
"Cheers!" everyone shouted.
"Cheers!" you and Bucky joined and after you two took a sip from your glasses, the two of you shared a quick kiss.
When Steve walked down the stage, he walked towards you and Bucky. It was you who he approached first and hugged you.
"Thank you, Steve," you thanked him as you hug him back, "Your presence means a lot to us. We love you too," you whispered.
Steve taps your back gently before he pulled away and hugs his pal next.
Seeing Bucky and Steve hug each other made you smile. You did not witness how their friendship started, but you have a lifetime to witness how their friendship will grow even more.
"Love you, Buck," Steve said as he hugs his best friend.
Bucky taps Steve's back, "Love you, brother," he answered.
Before Steve went back to his seat, he handed you the microphone, signaling that it's now your turn to give a message to your husband.
You happily accepted it and find your way to the stage.
"That's one of a good speech, Cap," you said looking at Steve who is now seated in the middle of Sam and Nat. You next took a glance one by one of your guests as you start your speech, "First things first, thanks to everyone for coming here tonight and for taking your time to celebrate this milestone with me and my husband," your eyes landed on Bucky, "God, I still can't believe you're my husband now."
Tears are starting to form in your eyes, and it's making your sight a bit blurry but it won't stop you from seeing the priceless smile on Bucky's face.
"Just like what my favorite song says, my soul found you and fell in love," you recited a part of your favorite song, For A Lifetime sung by Ryann Darling, "When Steve introduced you to me, I wasn't looking for anything, I was so tired of dating and ended up failing because I can't find the guy who would understand me. I promised myself I won't date anymore, but you happened," your eyes remained looking at Bucky as you continue your message for him, "It's like when we met, a voice came over to me and told me that I just found what I am looking and waiting for. I found it the moment we found each other. And I told myself, you are the most amazing man I've ever met in my entire life, apart from my Dad of course," you said glancing at your dad who is sitting behind Bucky.
When your eyes went back to Bucky, you saw him smile and looked down a bit.
He must've remembered the time when he met your Dad. He was nervous as hell. He didn't know what to tell him, so he just told him that he loves you with all of his heart and soul. He told him he can barely give you anything, but he would be 100% willing to give you his whole heart and love.
"Buck," you called him and his eyes met yours again, "Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for bringing so much happiness to my life. Thank you. Just thank you," your tears finally run down your cheeks, "I love you."
As soon as those three words came out of your mouth, Bucky rapidly stood up from where he was sitting and went up to the stage with you. Once he was in front of you, he didn't waste any time, he kissed you.
"I love you more than life itself," he said after kissing you and gave you a quick kiss again. "Everyone," Bucky yelled and raised his wine glass, "Let's cheers for my beautiful wife. To Mrs. Barnes!" he cheered.
"To Mrs. Barnes!" everyone cheered.
You cupped Bucky's face and made him face you, "Love you," you said and rested your forehead against his nose.
Ryann Darling said on his song, my soul found you and fell in love, while for you, your soul found Bucky, fell in love, and stay in love forever.
-v.dl
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