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Author(s): @silentwalrus1
Date updated: 15 Jul 2019
Works in Series: 4, Words: 288,129
Series Complete: No
Ratings for all included works: up to Explicit
Warnings for all included works: Graphic Depictions Of Violence,
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers
Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanova, Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Pepper Potts, Maria Hill, Clint Barton, Nick Fury, Peggy Carter, Phil Coulson, Thor, Howling Commandos, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)
Additional Tags; Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, standard Winter Soldier trauma umbrella, POV Alternating, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Weirdness, Llamas, Bucky Barnes Has A Complicated Relationship With UFOs, Thirty Korean Grandmothers, Steve And Sam Vs. Canoe, Natasha Is Taking It Personally, Consent Issues, One (1) Orgasm, Podfic Available, Russian Translation Available, do not copy to another site, Relationship Negotiation, Period Typical Attitudes, Period-Typical Language, Non-Period-Typical Attitudes, Canon-Typical Violence, Polyamory, Threesome, Knifeplay, Lipstick, Mild Feminization, Coming Out: PTSD-Ridden WWII Renegade Style, peggy and bucky: goddamn professionals, a beautiful story of inclusivity cameraderie and violence, The Hollow Steve/Dry Sock Storage Superserum Theory, Mean Top Peggy Carter, bucky barnes’ precious little mind being blown out his precious little ears, Do As Peggy Says, Holiday Shenanigans, Jew-ish Bucky Barnes, Culinary adventures, too many animals living and dead, HAP late HONKA, The Wilsons, Full Steve Ahead, Did You Know The FBI Is Unionized?, Politics, Steve Makes Some Calls, Colonel Rhodes Doesn't Start Fights He Ends Them, Sam Makes Some Calls, Seagulls - Freeform, do not repost to another site
Bookmarker's Notes:
Fantastic Bucky recovery fic: it’s funny and touching, lots of snappy dialog and internal voices, action, plot.
AKA The One Where Bucky Mindmelds With the Alien Spaceship, wonderful!
There's also a spectacularly good podfic of this by quietnight
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imagine you and your sister got used as a lab rats by an evil corporation and she gets to be this ancient chaos goddess that can morph reality into whatever she wants and you can what?? run very fast?? thats embarassing if you asked me
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The suit stays on
(Marc Spector x Reader)
Category: F/M
Fandom: Moon Knight (2022)
Relationship: Marc Spector X reader
Words: 4378
Summary: You always found Marc´s suit really appealing so you ask him if you could try something new...
Warnings: Dom Marc, Sub reader, Smut, Some fluff too, Aftercare, Missionary, Cunnilingus, Handjobs, Body worship, Role-playing, Basically Marc being dominant, kind of a religious kink (?)
MATURE CONTENT 18+
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You drum your fingers to the beat of the song you were currently blasting in your ears. Your headphones were resting just around your head as you swung your legs with the melody. You mouth the words and then open your eyes to stare at the ceiling of your living room.
You were lying on the couch, your head on Marc's lap and the rest of your body nearly falling to the floor. You didn't care that much, Marc was warm and his thighs were pretty comfortable so you remained there.
The music starts fading off and you take off the headphones before pausing the next song on your phone. Marc doesn't notice this as his attention was focused on the show he was watching.
You glance at the TV and see a man in full armor battling another person. You weren't sure what was happening but suddenly your attention was drawn to the show as you observed how the man in armor removed his helmet and spat some blood on the floor. Your cheeks turned a bit pink as an inappropriate thought crossed your mind.
You remove your eyes from the TV and try to catch Marc's attention. He doesn't notice as you widen your eyes at him so you start moving your head in his lap, your hair tangling itself with his pants. You give him a slight rub against his crotch and this seems to finally catch his attention. Marc looks down at you with an arched eyebrow.
"What's your plan, beautiful?", he asks with humor and you laugh at him before biting your lip in thought. You stop moving your head and stare at his gorgeous eyes.
"I am bored... Give me attention.", you whine with a childish voice. He lets out a deep chuckle and shakes his head in humor before looking at the TV again.
"Just let this episode end and I will give you all the attention you want, baby, okay?", he says and you groan in frustration. You secretly always liked to annoy him a little bit and you were extremely bored so you decided to push it a little.
"Is the episode more important than your girlfriend?", you ask with an arched eyebrow. Marc's lips curl into a cheeky smirk and you already know he is going to say something to annoy you.
"At the moment? Yeah.", he answers making your mouth drop open. You see him smirking without looking at you and you hit his leg softly in protest.
"Okay, rude...", you joke, clearly playing along with his banter. He chuckles but doesn't say anything, his eyes still on the show.
You glance back at the screen and see the same man from earlier taking off his shiny white armor. You notice how his body is now covered in blood and bruises and his hair sweaty from the fight... You can't help but admit how hot he looks in that fucking armor.
You blush deeper as you finally realize how the armor he is wearing is very similar to Marc's suit. It doesn't have that many details but it does the trick. A thought crosses your mind and you lick your lip before looking up at him again.
"Marc?", you say and he hums, his eyes still on the TV.
You inhale in annoyance and then raise your torso so you are now sitting next to him. You put your phone and headphones down and move closer to him, your head resting on his shoulder. He leans back against your touch and grabs your cheek before giving it a small brush. You admire his profile for a bit before you finally speak again.
"Marc, baby, I wanna talk to you about something...", you whisper slowly and that seems to draw him in again. He looks at you and brushes a strand of hair behind your ear.
"About what?", he whispers back with a gentle smile. You bite your lip softly and then grab the remote before pausing the TV. Marc frowns but doesn't say anything.
"Well... I was thinking... Hum...", you struggle to find words for what you really want to say and Marc presses a small kiss on your forehead.
"Hey, is everything okay? You know you can talk to me about everything, right?", he reassures with worry and you nod before groaning with frustration and leaning back into his neck. You bury your face on his shoulder and rest your hands on his chest.
You always loved how muscular he is so you gently massage his torso as you try to find words. You really want to tell Marc what you want, but you are afraid of how he will react... What if he hates it? What if he finds it weird? Fuckkkkkkk.
"Y/N, what is it? You are scaring me.", he confesses as you massage his abdomen gently. You can't really feel his skin because of his t-shirt but it does the job.
"Okay, okay, sorry... I wanted to try something new with you.", you feel your cheeks heat up but you raise your head and look at his eyes again. His breath smells like mint and you stare at his lips.
"Okay... What?"
"I want to do it while...Hum...", your heart quickens and you actually laugh a bit because of how nervous you are. Marc can't help but smile at your reaction and pull you closer.
"Baby, come on, while what? Tell me.", he pushes further as his fingers brush your arms up and down.
"Fuck, okay... I want to do it while you are wearing the suit."
Silence.
You study his face but he doesn't show any facial expressions, his eyes looking back at you with an unreadable gaze. You panic and start to regret ever saying anything in the first place.
"Shit, sorry, look never mind. It's stupid, I-"
"Okay.", he interrupts and you frown at him.
"Okay? That's it, that's your answer?", you ask with curiosity and he nods. You see him look at your lips and then lick his own, the action waking up things inside of you.
"I want to try that, too, baby... Honestly, the thought has crossed my mind before."
"It has?!", you ask with shock and he laughs and nods again. Marc pulls you closer to him and you slowly part your legs until you are sitting on his lap.
"Yup... The thought of fucking you while wearing a suit made by an Egyptian God is like top 3 best sexual fantasies of all time. Right?", he jokes making you giggle and shake your head.
"You are unbelievable..."
"You love it, don't lie.", he smugly says making you roll your eyes. You feel him push your belly against his chest and you open your mouth before pressing a small kiss on his lips.
"Are you really okay with this?", you whisper against his lips and he pulls away and then rocks his crotch against your core. You feel his unexpected boner poke you and your lips curl into a smirk.
"Does that give you an answer?", he teases and you roll your hips again making him suck in a breath.
"It definitely does... Fuck, I want you so badly.", you confess against his lips, your breaths mixing as you inhale his scent.
You tangle your fingers with the curls on the back of his head and slightly massage his scalp with your fingernails. Marc simply moans into your open lips, your mouths just gently pressing against each other, and you part your lips wider. You love it when he makes little sounds when you are touching him.
"Do you think Khonsu is gonna be mad you are summoning the suit for something like this?", you ask with a soft giggle as Marc lowers his hand down your spine. He slightly lifts his thigh making you bump into him again and a little whine escapes your lips.
"I don't care what that pigeon thinks, baby... I am his avatar, I will use the suit for whatever I want." before you can answer, he captures your lips into a strong kiss.
You kiss him back and slowly start rocking your hips again, each swing making you tremble on top of his body. Marc moves his hand towards your ass and squeezes it, the harsh grip sending waves of arousal right to your core.
You gently nibble his bottom lip and then lick the area, your saliva mixing with his as you kiss.
"I want to fuck you in the bed, baby.", he says making you nod and break the sloppy kiss. You catch your breath for a moment and then feel Marc grab your waist and lift you making you squeal a bit.
You quickly wrap your thighs around his waist and tangle your arms around his neck as Marc guides you towards the bed. You put your mouth on the side of his neck and start slowly applying small kisses and bites. You know how much he loves when you do that.
"Fuck... I am gonna fuck you so good, baby. Gonna make you scream my name.", he says with filthy words making you moan against his skin.
He groans and then lowers you on the bed, your back hits the mattress and you don't let go of him. Marc goes down with you until he is completely towering over your body, his messy curls just softly touching his eyes.
You buck your hips and feel how hard his cock is against you, the action making another moan leave your mouth.
"I want to feel you, baby... Come on, give it to me.", you tease making Marc curse under his breath and then lift his body from off of you.
You catch your breath and watch as he looks at you- the moonlight that pours from the window behind illuminates him beautifully, as he scans you.
"How much do you want me to fuck you in my Moon Knight suit?", he asks with genuine curiosity and you lick your lips and stare right at him.
Instead of answering, your hands travel down your body until you reach your pants. You open the buttons and then manage to slide your hand towards your panties. Marc parts his lips in wonder and observes as you start circling your flushed clit slowly, soft moans escaping your mouth as you make direct eye contact with him.
"Fuck, baby... That's the hottest shit I have ever seen in my fucking life.", he says with curses that make your arousal drip from your entrance. You give your clit one last rub before removing your fingers.
"You want to know how much I want the Moon Knight to fuck me?", you use the name on purpose and watch as Marc's eyes glow with the words. You never imagined how much this whole role-playing thing would turn you both on.
"Fuck, yeah.", he answers and you lift your back from the mattress before putting your wet fingers against his mouth.
Marc immediately takes the digits and starts sucking on them, his tongue circling your arousal as he makes sure to taste everything you gave him. You have no words to explain how hot that is, your entire body is on fire as you watch him.
"Holy fuck... I never wanted you to fuck me so badly before.", you confess and he gives your digits one last lick before removing them from your mouth. He wipes his lips and then smirks at you, mischief in his eyes.
"Do you want the Moon Knight to fuck you? Do you want this cock?", he teases and you suddenly begin seeing his eyes turning white.
You suck in a breath at the sight and nod rapidly. Marc smirks wider and you start seeing his suit transforming around his body. His face gets covered in his mask and hood and you just watch, your clit throbbing at the sight. Fuck, he always looked so good in his suit but now he looks absolutely irresistible.
"Are you gonna fuck me, Moon Knight?", you play along with a big smirk making Marc nod. You put your hands on his body and trace the half-moon blade that is stuck to his chest.
"Lay down.", he orders and you immediately drop behind.
Marc grabs your knees and then slides his hands down your thighs until his fingers find the hem of your pants. He begins undressing you and you lift your ass to make the task easier for him. You just want him inside of you as soon as possible.
Marc throws the pants to the ground and then grabs your soaked panties before sliding them off your legs. The sudden exposure makes you blush a bit but Marc simply rubs your inner thighs in reassurance.
You quickly start undoing your blouse and soon enough, you are completely naked below him. His glowing eyes look at you up and down and you can't help but part your thighs wider to give him a better view.
"You are unbelievable...", he whispers making you laugh a bit.
"You love it, don't lie.", you tease him back for earlier making Marc shake his head a bit. You kind of wish you could see his face but you don't say anything.
Marc continues massaging your inner thighs with his gloves and you throw your head back and feel how nice this feels. You wait for him to reach where you want him to touch but he, instead, goes up to your belly.
He uses both hands to massage your belly and waist, each stroke as heavenly as the previous. Marc moves to your ribcage and then he cups your breasts with your palms. You arch your back and moan softly with an exhale as he starts squeezing and pinching, very gently, your nipples.
"Fuck... Just like that.", you praise and he continues massaging your breasts until he gives them one last squeeze.
Marc's hands go up to your neck and he slides his fingers up and down your throat. You can't feel his skin on you but the gloves are as equally good.
You let out a loud groan as he traces your jawline and then you look up at him. You meet his hooded face and his white eyes, the sight making you whine.
"You look so hot... Fuck.", you say out loud making Marc slide his right hand down your body again. His left-hand stays on your cheek as he finally meets your dripping core.
"Does this feel good?", he asks and then starts circling your clit making you moan and buck your hips.
"Hum, hum.", you say and he moves his digits more rapidly.
"Words. Use them.", he orders and you swallow and try to catch your breath. He moves his fingers towards your wet entrance and starts teasing it.
"Y-yes...", you breathe out and he gently inserts one gloved finger inside of you.
"Yes, what?", he asks and you arch an eyebrow. You feel him go deeper into you and you groan before finally understanding what he means.
"Yes, Moon Knight.", you say and that makes Marc curl his finger inside of your walls. The pressure makes you whine and look at him.
You see Marc, no, the Moon Knight, looking back at you- the moonlight behind him making him look like an Egyptian God. You nearly cum at the sight as he slowly teases your entrance with his middle finger.
"Shit... Holy fuck.", you curse as he inserts another finger. The pressure builds and you rock back against his hand as you try to take him deeper.
"You are so tight, fuck. You are gonna feel so good around my cock.", he murmurs and you nod and moan.
"Y-yes, so tight, just for you. Only for your cock.", you reassure and that makes him curl his fingers deeper into you, his digits hitting your g-spot suddenly.
You moan more loudly and he does it again, your clitoris throbbing as you feel pleasure increasing inside of you. Marc puts his hand just below your belly button and starts pushing his fingers up. You realize he is trying to feel his actions inside of you with the palm of his other hand.
"Does that feel good?", he asks with a whisper and you moan again and nod. He thrusts up again and you nearly scream as a wave of pleasure overwhelms you. You are going to cum soon, you are sure of it.
"I am close... Fuck...", you warn and he gives you another thrust before slowly taking out his fingers. You breathe out and curse under your breath as Marc circles your clit with his wet fingers.
"I am going to fuck you so good, baby. You want to get fucked by a God?", the sudden question makes your heart skip a beat and you meet his glowing eyes. Fuck, you really wish you could see his beautiful face.
"Y-yes... Fuck me, please.", you ask him and Marc releases the touch on your clit and starts pulling his pants down. You weren´t sure if the suit could be taken off like this but apparently, it can. Thank you, Khonsu, for the extra help.
"Marc..", you whisper as he takes out his flushed cock. You look at how his head is a bit shiny from his pre-cum, it's so fucking pretty.
"Yes, baby?", he asks as he strokes himself with one hand. You look up at his mask.
"I want to see your face... Hum, while we do it.", you confess and Marc stops stroking himself. You wait a few seconds for an answer but, instead, his mask starts retracting from his face until his beautiful eyes meet yours.
"Like this, beautiful girl?", he asks with a smile you missed deeply. You bite your lip and nod with a blush making him chuckle slightly.
"You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now... That fucking suit does things to me.", you confess while he resumes his stroking. You slightly lift your torso until you are close to him.
Your hands go up to his chest and the golden blade, your fingers begin tracing the sharp edge as Marc groans. You sneak one hand towards his cock and remove his hand before putting yours around his member.
"W-what things?", he asks with a slight stutter as your thumb traces his leaking slit. You move your hand all the down and gently squeeze his base making Marc bite down a moan.
"I want you to fuck me until I am praying to every God on Earth... I want you to make me pray to you. Can you do that, Moon Knight? Can you fuck me like a God?", you tease with a mischievous smirk making Marc lick his lips.
"You are quite filthy today, aren´t you?", he asks with a teasing voice, and you stroke him faster. Marc puts his hands on your shoulders and pushes you down suddenly making you lose balance, "If you want to get fucked by a God, then I will fuck you like one."
Marc grabs your wrists and pins them down, his whole body towering over you. You almost squeal in anticipation, your whole body begging him to enter you. You can feel his hot breath against your mouth and the head of his cock hitting your entrance.
You try to free yourself to touch him but he gives you a sadistic smirk before holding you tighter. You are completely trapped under him- you have no choice but to obey his orders... A God´s orders.
He lowers his mouth to your ear and then you shiver as he says, "Now take it like the good girl you are."
He doesn´t give you time to react as his hard cock enters you. The stretch makes you moan loudly and buck your hips but Marc is faster, his thrusts begin and soon he is pounding you at a fast pace.
You have no choice but to take it, your whole body held by him. You manage to wrap your thighs around his waist and he groans at the action, the new angle making him go deeper inside of you.
"F-fuck... Holy fuck...", you moan with a breathless voice as he moves faster and faster. Marc groans against your lips and you try to kiss him but he pulls away from his face.
"Uh-uh...", he says with another smug smirk making you whine. He slows down his thrusts a bit, "Who do you belong to? Who is fucking you this good? Tell me."
"Y-You... Oh fuck, it´s you.", you tell him as your clit throbs with every slow thrust. He slightly redirects his cock and soon his head is hitting your g-spot again, the area is already swollen and sensitive enough to make you whine.
"I want you to spell it. Spell my name.", he commands and you try to process his order. He starts moving faster again and you nearly cum just from that.
"M... A-"
"Nope, try again, baby.", he interrupts and you frown a bit. Marc´s right-hand moves your wrist above your head and his left does the same. Soon, both of your arms are trapped under his left hand.
You aren´t sure how he managed to do that so smoothly but you don´t try to understand as his right-hand moves to your jawline. He grabs your face and pulls it closer to his, your neck lifting from the bed.
"Spell my name.", he growls against your lips and you suck in a breath at how hot he looks when he is acting like this. You always loved to see him dominate you.
You try to think of what he wants as Marc continues fucking you at a relentless pace. You are almost seeing stars, your whole body dripping sweat as his heavy suit touches your breasts slightly.
"FUCKING SPELL IT!", he says again with a loud voice making you moan. You feel his grip on your jawline get a bit looser and you look at his eyes, even though he is acting angry you see so much love behind them.
You take a deep breath in and try to focus. You start to think of what he means and then you look at his suit again. Suddenly realization hits you and you swallow dryly before answering.
"M...O...O....N....", you begin spelling and he smirks and drops your face. He fastens his pace and you stop spelling, your mind too fucked up to think anymore.
"You weren't done, carry on.", he orders and you bite down a moan and try to think of the next letters.
You can feel the knot in your stomach beginning to unfold, the pressure on your body increasing, threatening to explode. You are sure he is close by the way his thrusts are becoming more and more violent.
"K...N...Oh, fuck....I...Argh....", you are nearly there. Marc doesn´t stop his pace as he fucks you into nothing, "G...H...Shit...T."
"Good girl... Now, tell me, who is fucking you this good, baby?"
"The Moon Knight... Y-You... I am close. I am close. Oh, fuck...", you warn with deep moans. Marc groans against your neck and then tries to go deeper.
You are going to explode but he hasn´t really given you permission to orgasm so you just lay there and try to focus on not cumming. It´s getting hard so you speak again.
"I am gonna cum... May I come? Fuck... Let me cum."
"Who do you belong to?", he asks again with a moan. You can sense his cock twitching inside of you and you contract your walls around him. He nearly cums just from that and you smirk a bit.
"To you... I belong to the Moon Knight... I am gonna-", and your orgasm rips through you. Marc just groans your name and starts cumming as well, his seed bursting inside of you as your whole back arches.
You close your eyes and feel wave after wave of pleasure overwhelm your body. Your clitoris throbs violently as your walls pulse around his cock. It´s absolute chaos...
"Fuck...", he whispers against your lips and then kisses you again.
He slows down his thrusts and you whine a bit at how sensitive you feel. You feel the grip on your wrists get looser and soon he sets you free, your hands going straight to his sweaty curly hair. You kiss his cheek, his forehead, his nose, his lips, everything and he smiles before slowly pulling himself off of you.
He drops next to you and you see as his suit starts disappearing rapidly. You realize he never actually took off his clothes and the thought makes you giggle a bit.
"What?", he asks with a smile as he looks at you. You shake your head and move towards him, your head now resting on his shoulder.
"You must have been boiling inside of that suit...", you joke making Marc chuckle and hold you tighter.
"A bit, yeah... It was worth it, though."
"Was it?", you tease him and he smirks before kissing the top of your head.
"Yeah, definitely....", he answers with a suggestive voice making you blush a bit. You start closing your eyes for a little bit, "So, how was it?"
"How was what?", you try to clarify as you open your eyes again. Marc´s teeth are showing as he grins cheekily at you.
"How was your first time getting fucked by a God?"
"Oh fuck off...", you mumble with a blush making him laugh. You roll your eyes playfully and bite your lip before adding, "It was fucking amazing, actually... The suit definitely will stay on during sex."
"Are you trying to boil me alive?", he asks with a chuckle and you laugh a bit.
"How dramatic...Come here.", you pull him closer and kiss his lips again.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Moon Knight.", you whisper making Marc actually blush a bit. You give him another kiss before closing your eyes and feeling his heartbeat against your head.
This was definitely something to try again...
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.・。.・゜ ✫ ・.・✫・゜・。.
nyx’s half of her kid fic event with eun (@comfortcap)!
find eun’s half of the collection here!
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blurbs.
sweetest slumber | mom!natsasha romaoff and daughter evva romaoff |
natasha cannot believe the one thing she's always dreamed of is finally hers
baby bath time | dad!bucky barnes and daughter becca barnes |
bucky gives his three-year-old daughter her bath before bed and things get a little silly
bravest boy | mom!wanda maximoff and son billy maximoff |
wanda helps her son realize that he is brave enough to dust himself off and try again, even when he's scared
#aww avengers#eun 💖#avengers#mcu#marvel#steve rogers#wanda maximoff#bucky barnes#natasha romanoff#bruce banner#sam wilson#avengers fanfiction#mcu fanfic rec#marvel fanfiction#onyx writes things
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How To Cover For Your Vigilante Classmate- Remarcely AO3 [MCU Spider-Man Fanfic]
“Your shoe’s untied.”
“Hm?” Peter jerked around at a tap on his shoulder. Michelle was stood behind him, pointing down at the floor, and he followed it down to find that his left shoe was in fact untied “Oh, thanks.”
“Figured you’d want a heads up before you trip and smash something.” She shrugged and wandered off, staying far from the rest of the groups of their classmates. It wasn’t hard to duck out of sight, the museum was littered in glass cases and exhibits, and it was mere seconds before MJ had disappeared from sight all together.
He crouched down and began to retie his laces, leaning his shoulder slightly against the wall to keep his balance. As he was tying it off, pulling the double knot nice and tight, a familiar buzz began and hovered in the back of his mind. Peter stayed crouched on the floor but moved closer to the window, following the buzz, in a weird crawl.
Outside, down the street, there was a totally inconspicuous black van parked up on the curb, right outside the bank. Anyone else, like the pedestrians walking past the van without a second glass, might have brushed it off and paid the car little thought. Not Peter. If the little buzz was to be trusted- and after all the dodged knives and bullets it was only fair to put his faith in it- it was trouble. He stared at the van- no logos or dents, and the license plate was blocked by another car.
“Uh, Peter?”
He jumped and landed butt-first on the floor, looking up to see a confused Ned standing above him.
“Ned!” He whisper-shouted and beckoned for him to crouch down too “Someone’s about to rob the bank across the street! You’ve got to cover for me, man.”
“What?” Ned whispered back and lightly whacked Peter in the shoulder “Are you kidding me? The last time for you I got detention for like a week!”
“No one told you to tell the librarian you were watching porn, my guy, that was all you.” Peter glanced back to the window. A guy, dressed in casual clothes, sunglasses and baseball cap pulled down to cover his face in shadow, was leaned up against the van. His hands were in his pockets and he glanced up at the bank ever few seconds, eyeing the security inside “I’ve got to go, man, I’ll be like ten- maybe fifteen minutes max.”
“What are we whispering about?” MJ jumped up close behind, her sneakers stomping on the ground, and smirked when the boys flinched and Ned joined Peter on the floor.
“Peter needs us to cover for him because someone’s trying to rob a bank.”
“Say no more.” She grinned and walked away; no further explanation needed.
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One minute, a quick costume change, and a bank alarm later, Ned was visibly sweating as he tried his best to look as normal as possible. He walked about for a short while and stopped by an interactive exhibit, dragging his finger across a table-screen to fast forward and rewind the timeline on the animation. However, he paid it no attention, and instead stared at the clock hung up on the wall, each tick passing agonisingly slow.
When Betty approached him, Ned gulped and sent her a shaky smile.
“Ned, are you feeling alright?” She frowned sympathetically and reached out to place a hand on his forehead “Wow, you’re really sweating. Do you need some water?”
“I-uh, no I’m fine, it’s just, I um… have IBS?” He stammered and mentally slapped himself in the face for the answer.
“Oh!” She took a small step back and wiped her hand on her skirt, talking slowly “Do you… need to go, or something?”
“No, I’m just constipated?” Ned wanted to curl up in the corner and just die.
“Ah, alright.” Betty nodded and awkwardly tried to change the subject, looking around the hall “Hey, where’s Peter? You guys are joined at the hip half the time.”
“H-He also has IBS.” He shook his head and shut his eyes. Goddamn it “He said he felt sick, he’ll be back soon.”
“Alright, I’m gonna… leave now. Hold in there, buddy.” She patted his shoulder; she was standing so physically far away from him at that point she had to slightly lean to even reach him.
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In a place where every nook and cranny held some sort of artifact or sign, it was surprising MJ had found a space to tuck herself into. Her legs were squished into the spot with just enough space to rest her sketchbook on them, open to a half blank page with the beginnings of the tour guides strained-customer-service-smile as she answered questions for her classmates.
Mr Harrington found her there, his eyes a bit wild and hand permanently plastered across his face in worry “Ah, Michelle. Good to see you’re still here- where’s Mr Parker? I’m doing a headcount and I can’t seem to find him.”
“Who?” She didn’t stop drawing, working on the shadows around the eyes.
“Y’know, Peter? Your friend?”
“I know a Paula, is that who you mean?”
“No, I mean Peter. Come on, I need to make sure we haven’t lost anyone.”
“I don’t know a Peter, sir, do you need to sit down for a bit?”
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After a few minutes of being thoroughly confused by MJ, Mr Harrington went in search of Ned instead and found his student in the gift shop, turning the rack of postcards. He clapped his hands and walked towards him, hoping for an answer that actually made sense.
“Ned, you wouldn’t happen to know where Peter has run off to, would you?”
The boy froze and quickly plucked a postcard from the mix, turning his head away from his teacher to look intently at the art “Oh, he um, his tooth fell out.”
“What, really?” Mr Harrington took a step forward as his voice rose slightly in panic “How? Did he hit his face on something? Is it bloody? Do I need to call an ambulance?” He lowered his voice for the last question, getting closer to Neds face .
“No, it was a uh-” Ned narrowed his eyes, deep in thought on how to climb out of the hole he’d just dug “-a baby tooth.”
Mr Harrington paused “Peter is sixteen, Ned.”
“He’s a late bloomer?”
-
MJ had moved onto her next drawing- an old man squinting at an exhibit as he tried to read the label- when Flash strolled her and hit her knee to grab her attention. Pencil freezing on the page, she slowly looked up to glare at him and felt a hint of satisfaction when he took a cautionary step back.
“What do you want Eugene.” She muttered lowly, turning back to her book.
“Where’s Peter?”
She sighed and shook her head “Eugene, I don’t know anyone called Peter.”
“W-What?” He stammered and looked around, as if searching for a hidden camera “Yeah you do, where is he?”
“This is a weird joke to make, skip to the punchline.”
“What punchline?” Flash stared at her in disbelief “You literally have a picture of him, it’s your background!”
“That’s a stock image, Eugene.” She shook her head again and sent him a withering glance, as if it were obvious.
“You’re being so fucking weird.”
“I agree, it is strange I have a random stock image as my background.” She moved on from the old mans sketch, finding the face Flash was pulling at her far more interesting.
-
Having watched the man jog around the museum while counting his students, Betty waved over Mr Harrington.
“Ah, Betty, have you seen Peter?”
“He’s probably by the toilets, sir.”
He thanked her and jogged off to follow the signs in the direction of the restrooms.
-
As promised, not twelve minutes later an out-of-breath Peter rounded the corner, back in his civilian garb with the Spider-Man suit tucked safely at the bottom of his backpack. The only thing off was a small bruise starting to form on his cheekbone, barely noticeable unless you were up close, and the thing would likely be healed before they even got on the bus home. Thankfully, the fight had been easy as pie and a bank employee had already called the cops, leaving Peter to simply web the guys up and check on the hostages.
As he crossed the hall, he bumped into a sweat-drenched Ned, who grabbed him by the shoulders on sight, shaking him slightly.
“You have IBS and a missing tooth.” Ned looked him dead in the eyes with a face unnaturally serious for the utter nonsense he’d just uttered.
“No? I don’t?”
“Listen man, I panicked and now Mr Harrison thinks you knocked a baby tooth out and Betty thinks we have irritable bowel syndrome.”
“I’m sixteen, Ned, why the hell would I still have baby teeth?” Peter shut his eyes in despair, just to open them a beat later “Why do we both have IBS?”
“I panicked!”
They were interrupted by Flash, still stood next to MJ who he’d been arguing the entire time and all but shouted while pointing madly pointing at Peter “See! He’s real!”
“Eugene, most people stop seeing their imaginary friends by the time they hit high school.”
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Letitia was me in the beginning when @shuririuniverse called me love. 😭🙏
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Excerpt from the Second In-Between, Chapter 8.
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I had the saddest idea.. One of my favorite AUs to write is modern!bbf!vetran bucky.. I just need to know if I should write this
DISCLAIMER! I'm not romanticizing BPD,PTSD, DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, SELFHARM, OR SUICIDAL THOUGHTS
Many fics, good or bad, tend to either romanticize or not display mental health issues&disorders in a correct way .
This would be correctly displayed Mental states.
This fic would include Bucky reaching out to either reader,Sam, or Steve ..for resurance and comfort.
This would either be a very long one-shot (15-45k wc)
Or Split into multiple parts from (45-225k wc)
SHOULD I write this ?? I'm having a big debate on this and would like to know what you think.. and if you have any ideas for it
If this gets shown interest, I will Upload to A03
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View - Raising Hybrid Puppies
By JayPendragon
AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11596698
Tony Stark, in this no-powers AU, meets Peter Parker, a cute but underage barista, in a local coffee shop. The law's never stopped him before though, has it?
Pros:
-Really well-written with a solid plot. It reads and flows so well, it could be a book.
-Great inclusion of major characters in this no-powers world. Loved to see Stucky, Banner, MJ, and especially, Toomes in their new roles!
-Concrete themes of class divide (rich vs working man), media culture, and infantilization of teens that mostly blend well with the story
-There are actual legal consequences for indulging in an underage relationship for Tony which are a huge plot point. There is no skirting the law, and it was heartening to finally see that in a Starker.
Cons:
-Barely any characters who are close to Peter or Tony express any serious outrage upon getting to know their relationship. Takes the realism out of a mostly believable story.
-I can see the lust but I can't see the love (so when they suddenly say 'I love you', I was like 'Where did that come from?!!')
But this is a must-read for any Starker fan. I'm still going gaga over how absorbing the plot was and how fluently it read.
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Side Quest - Send me H/C Recs
Hey Friends, I'm looking for H/C MCU fan fiction. Specifically, Tony, Steve, Clint, or Peter based, but open to all. I'm looking for examples of vulnerability and growth.
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Author: @rohkeutta
Date: 11 Mar 2019
Chapters: 1/1 (6802 words)
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Online Dating, Humor, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Sexting, Masturbation, Size Kink, Height Differences, Bad Puns, Extremely Vanilla Humiliation Kink, Dick Pics, Getting Together, Pre-World War II Bucky Barnes, This ship is now officially called Twink Tank, Twink Tank, do not copy to another site
Series: Part 6 of a pocketful of mumbles
Summary:
It’s the quality that gets him first. The profile photo looks like it's been taken with a semi-professional camera: it's sharp and remarkably unposed compared to most people on Tinder. The guy in the photo is the size of a fucking fridge but with Marilyn Monroe’s waistline, accentuated by the way he’s standing half-twisted towards the camera.
He’s also in the process of getting arrested.
Steve, 28, it says under the photo. New York City. Some say I have an arresting personality. This photo is from my good side. The other has a shiner.
Bookmarker's Notes:
Superfantastic AU: hunky activist!Steve is fantastic, Bucky's interior voice is adorable, them sending sexy photos to each other is really hot!
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I am now at the point of my life where every time i encounter a fanfiction in my feed; i will feel all sorts of giddiness, rainbows, and sunshine --kind of happiness after reading the summary. And when I'm just about to bookmark it for later, I have already tagged it as "finished reading".
And i have never been so confused in my life like dude ?? ???? I can't recall reading you and imagining you in my head ????????
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗
Oh thank you!!
It's hard to choose but here's my five favourites!
sympathy, won't your come around?
“Oh god.” Steve turns, head on a slow swivel, looking around.
He knows this alleyway. He knows this street, the buildings, tall and laden with clotheslines, running from fire escape to fire escape like veins bleeding life into the city.
They’re in the wrong place. They’re in the wrong time.
A Change in Protocol
What if...Hydra was worse than even Steve knew?
The Asset knows he should be grateful to his handlers. And he knows how he should show that gratitude. He just...never expected to have to do it for this handler.
In the Deep
Tony doesn't deal well with water, not since Afghanistan. But, he has been working on that, so when he and Steve get trapped in a water plant during a mission gone wrong, he can handle it.
What he had not been expecting was for Steve to be the one having problems.
Turns out Steve doesn't like water either, and he is not handling it.
All Too Familiar
The man in the Helicarrier is Important, so the Asset stays with him on the bank of the Potomac.
Soon agents come to collect the man, and the Asset realises why he must know him.
Or, Bucky, fresh from Hydra, watches the interactions between Steve and the Avengers, and comes to the logical conclusion that Steve must also be an asset like himself.
(or not)
It takes five days for the Howling Commandos to find Steve after he was captured by Hydra.
By then Hydra had tortured him to the point of delirium. That doesn't dissuade the army from putting Steve back on the front lines when he's recovered. After all, Captain America can heal from anything, right?
Bucky hates watching him repress it afterwards, but he doesn't get to do anything about it until Steve and Tony get captured again in another century.
Or something longer!
Alternatively
After waking up 70 years in the future, Steve thought that dealing with his fraying emotions while trying to lead a group of misfit super heroes would be the worst of his problems.
That is until he's fighting a doppelganger version of himself who whispers three impossible words.
"Bucky... is... alive."
And then JARVIS has some interesting footage for him and Tony to see, and Steve soon finds himself doing something he never could have imagined; diving deep undercover in Hydra.
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WHAT WOULD SPIDERMAN DO?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/47557894
“Hi Mr Stark, I know we haven’t talked before but I’m Peters friend, Ned-”
“Uh huh, sure you are. Mind passing the phone over to Pete?”
“Um, Peters a little too unconscious to come to the phone right now.”
“He’s what?”
“Unconscious. He got hit on the head and it’s bleeding a whole ton.”
“Jesus Christ, call an ambulance! I’m busy right now.”
“I- uh- know. We were on a trip for a Decathlon competition and the bus got hit by the weird metal spider-ball thing. Peter must have sensed it with his tingle thing and took the brunt force or something.”
MJ cursed under her breath, pointing out the crumpled form of Mr Harrington a short distance from the bus, and jumped off the bus to go help.
“Shit. I guess that means no backup. You said you’re on the bus.” For a brief moment, Iron Man stopped in mid-air to look around “Yeah, I see you. Get far away from the bridge, I’ll call someone and have you all evacuated. You said Peter’s out?”
Ned turned to look down at Betty and Chrissy, carrying Peter between them “Oh yeah, big time.”
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It's a problem he's not sure how to solve. They're buds, they're friends, and Bucky doesn't want to ruin that with some inconvenient or unwelcome feelings. He's just getting mixed up about the combination of friendship and how Sam knows what Bucky needs, isn't weird about giving it to him. And yeah, the sex is good, but—friends can have sex these days, there's a whole genre of movies about it. He just needs to not make it weird.
gasoline, pretty please (i wanna get off but you're such a tease) by notcaycepollard
this is a short-ish fic that’s pretty smutty, but with lots of feeling. Bucky needs some help from Sam because something hydra did fked him up and now he can’t get release with help. There is a lot of teasing and bickering between Sam and Bucky and I love it. I just really love Sam and Bucky because their banter is always so fun and usually their love sneaks up on them. High recommend.
Universe: MCU Ship: Sam/Bucky Smut Level: High Length: 10,954 words
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