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Be Careful, It's My Heart
Natasha Romonav x Original Male Character
Hello, this is my first post on this blog and of course, it's a Natasha Romanov one. I’m not too sure how the formatting works on here so my apologies if anything seems off. In that case, this story involves my oc that is steves younger brother :) This is based on the song Be Careful, It’s My Heart by Frank Sinatra
“Hey, are you ready for tonight?” a certain captain asks.
The man grumbles, “No, not all,” he pans.
Steve chuckles,” Stop being so dramatic Gene.”
Eugene sighs, he can’t even fathom why he agreed to sing tonight at Tony’s stupid party. He’s normally not that shy, maybe a little awkward at first but he usually quells that after a few moments. But singing in front of everyone! That’s just something he’s never done before, only in the comfort of his own home or room.
Eugene looks at his brother, “I just don’t know why you volunteered me for this (why does Steve suddenly hate him)?”
“I volunteered you because you're an amazing singer and so you could use this as an opportunity to woo a certain redhead,” he says teasingly.
Eugene blushes, “I don’t know Stevie, she doesn’t even like me! And besides wouldn’t it be weird for me to sing about her in front of everyone and then she rejects me.”
“That's why you don’t even reveal who you’re singing about,” he nods knowingly, “She’ll know it's about her and then she’ll come and talk to you.”
The younger brother rubs his hand nervously around his chest, “How do you know?”
Steve smiles, “I just know.”
“I hate when you do that,” Eugene grumbles, “I’m telling Bucky about this!”
The older blonde panics, “NO! Anything but that, come on Gene, please?”
Eugene starts running to Bucky’s room, “I’m telling!”
Steve starts chasing him and while the chase is taking place they run right past Natasha and Wanda.
Nat tries to say hello but they run right past her saying, “Sorry!”
“What’s got them in a rush?” Nat asks a certain witch.
Wanda laughs, “You don't even want to know (Wanda hopes Steve put enough courage in Eugene so he could confess to Nat).
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James is fixing up his suit (why did Steve make him wear this?) when a knock is at his door.
He yells, “Come in!”
Eugene makes his way towards Bucky.
He sits by him, “I don’t know how I’m gonna do this Buck.”
James huffs, “It’s simple, you just do it, kid, now stop being a wuss, and let's go out there.”
Eugene rolls his eyes, “You just want to get this over with so you can take your suit off.”
James pats his face, “You know me so well.” He looks at Steve’s little brother who's gone through so much, “You got this Gene, I know it's scary to put yourself out there but if you just saw the way Nat looks at you, you wouldn’t be afraid,” he finishes with a smile.
The blonde nods, “Thank you, Buck.”
“Anytime, now let's get this show on the road.”
By the time they get to the party, it's already started and Steve’s waving over to them.
They go over to them and to Eugene’s surprise Nat’s sitting with him and he’s in awe. She’s gorgeous with her black satin dress that hugs her body beautifully. Her fiery red hair makes her stand out, and her perfect red lipstick that goes with it. Of course, her green eyes are staring at him like he’s the only thing in this world that she can see.
He loves her eyes, almost as much as he loves her.
He snaps out of it when Nat starts speaking to him, “Hey Gene, glad you could make it,” she says while smiling softly at him.
He nods and goes to sit next to her, “Yeah I sort of have to be here tonight.”
She looks at him questioningly, “Why is that?”
“You don’t know,” (he would’ve thought with Tony’s big mouth everyone knew) “Well I have to si—,” he was cut off by Steve who put a hand over his mouth.
He tries to speak but Steve won’t let him, “Hey Nat don’t listen to him, he's just a bit cranky,” they all look over at Eugene who is staring daggers at his older brother.
Right when Steve put his hand down Tony came over, “Eugene! The man of the hour! Are you ready?”
He hesitantly nods and Nat and everyone besides James and Steve are also in the dark.
Tony yanks Eugene out of his seat, “Excellent! Let's get this show on the road!”
While Tony’s pulling him away he yells, “HELP ME!” to his brothers and friends (they did not help him).
While the band is setting up Eugene is just in his head going over if he can do this. His heart is telling him to stop being a coward and to just sing this song to finally tell Nat of his feelings. However, his brain is telling him it's a terrible idea and he’s going to get heartbroken.
Right when he’s about to call this whole thing off a hand touches his shoulder, “Don’t quit now Gene,” Wanda tells him, “You got this.”
He shakes his head, “ I don’t know Wands why would she want me, I'm not all that special.”
“Gene you can’t read minds as I can and stop with the self-deprecating talk,” she scolds, “You’re a literal super soldier with a heart of gold, what's not to love?”
She hugs her friend, “It's time to finally show her, and sing how you feel.”
Eugene processes for a few moments before nodding, “I will, I’m gonna sing to a woman and hope she loves me too.”
“I’m glad,” she says while the band lets them know that they're done setting up.
Tony comes up to them, “It's time Gene, you ready?”
Eugene looks at Wanda and she nods to him, he’s ready, he has to be.
He gives him a thumbs up and Tony says, “Great!,” while leading him to the front stage.
When they get there Eugene realizes just how many people are there but more importantly how he instantly found Nat staring at him. He waves at her like an idiot, she chuckles but waves back (he calls that a success).
All of a sudden Tony’s voice could be heard throughout the party, “Hello everyone! Are you ready to get this party started!” People yell and cheer (sounds like some already let the alcohol get to them).
Tony laughs, “I like the sound of that but before that, I have a very special guest singing for our entertainment!” He looks at Eugene and waves him over, “Everyone! Welcome Sentinel aka Eugene Phillip Rogers aka little Rogers!”
Steve and Bucky make the most noise but Eugene also notices how Nat cheered for him (god he was such a goner).
Tony gives him the mic and whispers, “Good luck, I’m gonna get started on relaxing,” he gives Eugene a pat on the back while walking off stage.
He’s freaking out, Tony just left him to the vultures, the bastard.
He’s just gotta do it like Bucky said.
He doesn’t say anything, he just signals the band that he’s ready, and the lights dim and the conversations start to end.
Eugene takes a deep breath and looks towards his big brother, who mouths, ‘You got this.’
The music starts and it is now or never. He looks at Nat one last time and sees her green eyes and that's all he needs to know that he has to do this now or else he’ll never do it.
Now or never.
Be careful,
All eyes are on him but he can’t seem to care. He’s putting his all into this.
it's my heart
He won’t look at Natasha at all until it's over, so just in case her reaction is bad he won’t die on stage.
It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart
It's not the note that I sent you that you quickly burned
It's not a book I lent you that you never returned
Remember,
He knew he had to pick this song. It represents what he feels, shows how his heart is fragile and out there but also how his heart is hers. She could make or break him and whichever she chose he would just say thank you.
Thank you for even allowing him to love her.
it's my heart
His heart beats so strongly for her. He remembers the first time they ever started actively trusting one another (they both have trust issues) and how natural their relationship came, like they’ve known each other since birth.
This heart with which so willingly I part
They’re both from completely different times yet, they fit so well together. He just hopes she feels the same. Or else he might just want to go back to the frozen box that kept him so cold. At least it will numb his feelings.
It's yours to take, to keep or break
But please, before you start
He hopes she feels just how much of himself he just showed her. How much he exposed his tender heart.
Be careful, it's my heart
Please be careful.
When the music comes to a stop it's silent for a moment and then all he can hear is thunderous claps and yelling, whistling, and cheering.
He can’t believe he did it.
He confessed, and he hoped Nat knew that the song was about her. He doesn’t want to look in case that turns out to not be the case.
The blonde heads off stage and out of the party passing people who are cheering him on.
He just needs to get to his room so he can relax and watch some old sitcoms that Wanda got him into.
He’s so focused on trying not to freak out that he doesn’t notice a certain redhead catching up to him and trying to get his attention.
Right as he’s about to turn a corner Natasha grabs him, “Why are you running?” She says while slightly out of breath.
He didn’t even realize he was running, “Oh, I don’t know,” he nervously rubs his chest, “Why aren't you at the party?”
Nat shakes her head, “Why would I be at the party when you aren’t there?”
She looked Eugene in his eyes, “Why would I still be there when the man that just sang to me left?”
Eugene gasps, “You know?”
She nods, “Of course I know. You love that song, you told me it reminded you of me, (how did they not know right then in there that they had the hots for each other)” She got even closer to him.
“I do love that song,” he leans his head towards hers, “It showed how I feel about you.”
Natasha gulped, “And how do you feel about me, Gene?”
It's now or never, whether Natasha feels the same way about him is irrelevant he just wants to get this off his chest and tell her how he feels.
“I love you, Natasha,” he whispered her name, “My heart beats for yours.”
He said it.
Finally, after all this time he told the love of his life that he loves her.
She’s smiling, “I love how you always end up being poetic, “ she says while making him lean down so she can wrap her arms around his neck.
They’re so close now. Natasha can feel how nervous and scared he is, she doesn’t want him to feel like this, “I think it's obvious but I love you too, Eugene.”
He smiles so brightly that it makes Natasha feel warm (she loves when he smiles).
Eugene wraps his arms around Natasha and embraces her. They stay like that for a few minutes just enjoying the warmth of each other.
However, they both want a little more, and being the gentleman that he is, Eugene asks, “May I kiss you, Natasha?”
She chuckles, “You don’t even have to ask but I’m still thankful you did,” she pulls him towards her and presses her lips against his.
It was worth the wait, that they could both agree on.
Eugene gently tugs her so they're both directly against each other and Natasha just keeps lovingly kissing him.
They both put their hands in each other's hair and just melt into one another.
She goes to take a breath but he chases her lips and kisses her again. They’re both content with doing this forever, but they’re both private people and don’t want anyone interrupting them.
So they both sadly stop kissing but they're still holding on to one another, “Let's go somewhere more private,” the redhead doesn’t ask but states.
He nods like an eager puppy, Natasha laughs, “Let's go to my room.”
She grabs onto his hands and puts one to cup her cheek, “I promise to be careful with your heart,” she says lovingly (she knows how brave he was to sing that song in front of everyone, especially in front of her).
The blonde kisses her again, “And I promise to be careful with your heart (he wants to say even more but this isn’t the place to do it).”
They’re both smiling messes and Natasha gets the smart idea to challenge him, “Race you to my room! Last one there has to be the one to help Tony back to his room tomorrow! (they both know whoever has to deal with Tony tomorrow will have to deal with him acting like a baby the entire day).”
He grins, “Deal!” He starts booking it.
Natasha chases after him, “Hey! That's cheating!”
While they're running to her room they pass Steve, Bucky, and Wanda.
The three all laugh and start cheering amongst themselves.
“Finally!” Wanda exclaimed.
Bucky and Steve both agree.
However, Bucky shivers, “It's great and all but now we’ll have to deal with them acting on the heart eyes they always send each other.”
Steve and Wanda both groan, they didn’t think of that.
But they all don’t mind, the two of them deserve all the happiness that they can bring each other.
After all, Eugene was brave to show his heart, and Natasha was brave to accept it and in return, showing hers as well.
They’ll both be careful of each other's hearts because to them it's the most important thing in the world.
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Silver & Gold - Chapter Eight
Everyone's favourite couple go exploring - but not everything goes as smoothly as they'd like.
Prompts fulfilled;‘Died in Your Arms Tonight’ -@multifandom-flash (Dozen) - BINGO! (Masterlist here!);
‘Lost in the Woods’ (Alternate), 'Hypothermia' (Alternate),
’Lost in the Woods During a Storm’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo (@seasonaldelightsbingo);
‘Can’t Keep Their Eyes Open’ and ‘Lost Together’– Bug’s First Bingo;
‘Idiotic Partner Confession’– @multifandom-flash (Beehive).
CW: Exposure, hypothermia, accidental injury
Check it out below, or on AO3 here. Boards at the bottom. Divider by our own tiny Swan!
Yoshitsune didn’t mention my nightmare when we work in the morning – although he was oddly silent over breakfast, barely uttering a single word as he sipped coffee while I winced at the bags under his eyes.
“Are you okay?” I murmured, poking morosely at my cereal. He signed and looked away for a moment, fingers drumming on his mug, the rhythmic sound of metal on china oddly comforting.
“I have to tell you something,” he admitted quietly. I froze as my heart picked up uncertainly in my chest, a lump forming in my throat and making it hard to breathe.
Is this it? Is he going to tell me he really is sick of me? He offered me a weak smile, shaking his head quickly as he wrapped his fingers with my own, the alloy warmed by his grip on his drink. “Nothing so dire, don’t look so worried. I…” he hesitated, eyes lowering once more. “I saw the fire starting to die, and I didn’t do anything. I was just so comfortable and sleepy, and I didn’t think it would get so cold that…” He grimaced, and I exhaled in a soft laugh, squeezing his hand reassuringly.
“Oh, sweetheart…” I sighed, shaking my head fondly. “My dear, sweet boy.” He met my gaze uncertainly, and I rounded the table to drop into his lap, burying my face in his neck. “You’re an idiot, and I love you so much.”
With a nervous chuckle, he held me close, pressing a kiss to my hair. “You’re not mad?”
“Of course not.” I drew back to press my forehead to his, fingertips tracing his jaw. “Of course not. I don’t blame you at all, Silver. My silly boy.”
“But… But I know you get nightmares when it’s too cold; I should’ve-”
I silenced him with my lips on his, hand knotting in the hair at the base of his neck. “No. What you should have done is stayed cuddled up with me, happy and content, just like you did. It wasn’t even a cold-induced nightmare – they’re… Specific.” I winced reflexively, and his arm tightened a little around me protectively. “This was just… A regular old bad dream. It happens, and it’s not your fault, okay?”
His smile firmed a little, and he kissed my cheek, letting out a quiet, relieved sigh. “I’m glad.” With a gentle nuzzle against my jaw, he patted my leg encouragingly. “Come on. Finish your breakfast, and we’ll go for a walk, yeah?”
The small sound of joy that escaped me as I hopped to my feet made him chuckle, and he watched me as I settled back into my seat and tucked in to my cereal, making me blush under his reverent gaze.
It was snowing by the time we headed out, and while I was warm enough in my thick winter coat, I let out a theatrical shiver, offering my soldier a sidelong glance and a cheeky giggle. He laughed affectionately, draping an arm over my shoulder. “You’re adorable,” he informed me seriously, lips brushing my cheek and earning a shy squirm in response.
“It’s beautiful out here,” I murmured, running a fingertip along the frost-crusted bushes lining our path. “How did you find it?”
With a chuckle, he pulled me a little closer, pressing a kiss to my temple. “I had some help,” he assured me mysteriously. I raised an inquisitive eyebrow, and he shot me a crooked grin. “Utseo and Greg, the Spiders…”
Looking about myself, I blinked in surprise. “They… All those people… They helped find the perfect place for us?” I clarified, eyes tearing up at their consideration.
“Mostly for you,” he corrected, grinning, fingers teasing my hair lightly. “It’s generally agreed sentiment that there’s never been someone who deserves to be blissfully happy more than you.”
I wriggled happily, nestling further into his side as silence descended peacefully between us, our footsteps hushed on the falling snow.
We walked for half an hour or so, Yoshitsune’s steps determined despite the rapidly disappearing dirt trail.
He pressed a kiss to my cheek, hand coming up to smooth the cool pad of his thumb over my forehead. “Close your eyes.”
I obliged immediately, unwavering in my trust of my soldier, and his fingers found mine to gently guide me forward. “Where are we?” I giggled, squealing as he hoisted me into his arms.
“About two miles from home. There’s something I’ve been meaning to show you… And I figured, after last night, you could use it today.” I could hear the smile in his voice, the warmth of his tenor enveloping me and driving away the cold, and I couldn’t help but squirm happily in his embrace.
I buried my face against his chest contentedly, a happy sigh escaping me. “As soon as I woke, I knew it wasn’t real. Even if you didn’t want me… You could never speak to me like that. Not ever.”
His fingers smoothed my hair as he hummed in agreement, lips skimming over my forehead. “I could never not want you, either. You’re my Swan. I’ll love you for the rest of my life.” I let out a soft, happy sound, and his hand cupped my jaw to tilt my face upwards to kiss me gently. “You can open your eyes now.”
I blinked my lids open, gazing in awe at him for a moment and earning a chuckle before turning my head to see where he’d taken me.
Stretched before us was a lake, glistening and sparkling despite the falling snow, frozen solid and smooth as glass.
“I figured… It’s a little bigger than the pond, you know?” he murmured shyly. I squeaked excitedly, scrabbling from his arms to kneel at the edge of the ice.
“It’s amazing!” I giggled, running a finger over the surface gently. “Will it hold?”
He squatted beside me, grinning, and raised an eyebrow. “You think I’d put my perfect Swan at risk? I tested it. It’ll hold, I promise.” He pulled the rucksack from his back, excitement fizzing in my veins as he delved inside to offer me my skates. “Why don’t you show me what you can do with a little more room?”
I loved the way he looked at me when I danced.
So much so that neither of us noticed the snow getting thicker until I shivered so hard that I fell out of my pirouette, landing hard and twisting my ankle in the process.
The second I landed with a yelp, he was by my side, his hands on my leg and brow furrowed with concern. “Fuck! Baby, are you okay? That looked like it hurt…”
I sobbed softly, clutching at my ankle and burrowing against him. “It did.” I slipped off my skate to assess the damage, wincing at the rapidly darkening skin. He cursed again and held me tighter, cradling me to his chest, rocking me gently.
“It’s okay,” he soothed softly, lips pressed to my hair. “It’s okay. I’ll get you home, little one. Don’t you worry about a thing – I’ve got you.” One strong, metal arm slid under my legs, the other pressed against my back as he lifted me carefully. Despite his delicacy, I whimpered as gravity took hold, and he flinched visibly. “I’m sorry- sorry. I’ve got you. I’ll be as careful as I can, but I need to get you home, okay?” As he stood, we both looked around at the swirling snow, and I noticed the subtle twitch in his jaw at the uniform whiteness.
“D-d’you know how to get us home?” I stammered softly, my voice hushed with anxiety. He nodded, uncertainly at first, and then a little more firmly as he started out toward the backpack.
“I’ll never let anything happen to you, Swan. I’ll get you home. I promise.” He clutched me a little closer as I shivered, my fingers curling in his jacket, eyes half-closed against the swirling flakes.
“You promise?” I repeated, barely above a whisper, and he glanced down to meet my gaze, silver burning into emerald with fierce determination.
“On my life, Aurelia.”
It had taken us around half an hour to get to the lake.
I was tucked against his chest as the minutes ticked by – thirty, forty, fifty minutes, my heartbeat increasing as I grew colder, his pace getting faster until he was loping as smoothly as he could, trying his hardest not to jostle me, not to show his panic.
But his own pulse was quickening with every step, every anxious scan of his eyes over the environment.
“We’re lost,” I noted softly. He shook his head hard, and I rested my cheek against his chest, tired and frozen. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”
“I’m getting you home,” he murmured firmly, fingers tightening minutely against me, casting about wildly for some sign of familiarity. My nod was weak as I burrowed further, slender limbs offering little resistance to the painful cold, and he pressed a kiss to my forehead when my lids grew heavy. “Stay awake, Swan. Just a little longer. We’re almost home.”
“It’s okay. I’m okay here,” I breathed, offering a weak, exhausted smile blindly in his direction. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“You can’t go to sleep, Aurelia.”
“It’s okay. If I have to go anywhere, I’d rather it was here, with you. I love you, Yoshitsune. I…” My words died as I lost the capacity for speech, fingers dropping uselessly from his jacket, my violent shaking finally subsiding as I slipped into the warm embrace of unconsciousness.
The cracking and spitting made me smile and burrow closer to the soft material beneath my cheek with a pleased hum. Waking up with the fire roaring and Yoshitsune cuddled up with me was one of the best things in my life, and I shifted nearer instinctively - then let out an audible hiss as my foot dragged against the sofa, sending me jerking upright as comprehension dawned.
Gentle hands met my shoulders as I rubbed my eyes, blinking until my vision cleared, my soldier’s face steadily gaining definition. “Aurelia,” he breathed, kissing me softly, desperately, dampness forming where his skin met mine when he drew back to bury his face against my temple. “My sweet girl… You scared me.”
“I did?” I clarified softly, glancing around, rubbing my arms. “… You got us home.” He nodded against me, then shrugged.
“I got us lost.”
“You got us home,” I pressed again, leaning into his hand as it found my cheek. “We’re safe. I’m safe.” Shifting a little closer, I blinked in surprise, looking down at my carefully strapped ankle. “… You… You did this?”
He nodded once, fingertips grazing against my calf lightly. “I… I called Stephen. You were so cold, and I wanted to make sure… I mean, I know how to treat a sprain, and hypothermia, but I just…” He shrugged again, and I leant closer into him, tangling my fingers with his as he pulled my blanket closer around me.
“Thank you,” I breathed, tipping my head up to kiss him softly. “I’m sorry I got hurt…”
His eyebrow raised as he considered me wordlessly, confusion evident. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. Accidents happen, Swan. I should’ve paid more attention to the weather.”
Nuzzling closer, I shook my head once, made lethargic by the warmth enveloping me and the safety of my soldier’s embrace. “You were watching me. I could never be anything but grateful for that.” His fingers caressed my spine as he hummed softly, his gentle touch soothing the last of my ragged nerves, the quiet singing against my hair lulling me back into an easy sleep.
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In the Court of the Shield and Star
Chapter 1- The Angel and the King
Plot: King Steve Rogers meets Eliza Frye who is a total mystery to him. They start to fall in love, but things are never that simple.
Characters: Steve Rogers, Eliza Frye (OFC), Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Peggy Carter, Bucky Barnes, Owen Tyre (OC), Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Stephen Strange
Warnings in this chapter: Assault, harassment, physical violence, animal attack
Howling. Endless howling. Eliza looked up from the parchment on which she was drawing and she moved to the window. A dim light was low over the field. As she looked out, she saw a figure. He was waving a sword but his movements were jerky. Around him, a pack of wolves circled, growling, lunging, snapping at him.
Fear filled her. The man was going to die if she didn’t help. Quickly, she grabbed her bow and her loaded quiver before running out the door. She reached a slight ridge behind the trapped man. From where she was positioned, she could see the man was injured.
Eliza raised her bow and nocked an arrow. Pulling the string back, she steadied her draw then released. The arrow whistled through the air and struck a wolf. It went down with a whimper. Instantly, Eliza repeated her motions. Nock, draw, release. Nock, draw, release. The arrows shrilled through the air hitting their marks. Soon, only three wolves were left but now they were focused on her.
The young woman slid down the ridge as the howling wolves rushed toward her. At the bottom of the ridge, she picked up her sword and prepared herself with a flame. The scarred alpha made his way over the ridge and down toward her before stopping at the sight of the woman holding shimmering steel and a large torch. It paced back and forth before letting out a long howl and dashing back the way it had come with the other two right behind.
Eliza let loose a sigh and lowered her sword and sheathed it. Then she remembered. The injured man! She took off in the direction she had last seen him. Waving the torch, she spotted him. I have to get him to safety.
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King Steve Rogers groaned as he rolled onto his back. He opened his eyes to find himself in a strange bed. A window sat on his left and to his right was a wooden door. He threw back the blankets and swung his feet to the floor. The man looked down at his unclad torso wrapped in a white bandage. Who did this? Where am I?
Before he could muse any farther, the door opened to reveal a beautiful young woman. She smiled gently at him, “Oh, wonderful, you’ve woken. I was fearful that you would not. You gave me quite the fright last night. How do you feel?”
The blonde man was stunned to silence at her simple beauty so she tilted her head, “Have you a tongue, good sir?”
This simple remark somewhat amused Steve and he let out a low yet hearty laugh, “Indeed I have a tongue, kind maiden. I am most confused, however, as to my whereabouts and the situation that has led to this remarkable hospitality.”
She poured a small pitcher of water into the wash basin on the table by the door, “You were attacked by a pack of wolves. You needed aid so I hurried to your side with bow and quiver in hand.”
Steve looked down at his semi-clothed form, “You saved me.”
“I did.”
He let his eyes drift up to hers, “And you have brought me here alone?”
The girl wrung out the rag she had soaked in the bowl of water and approached Steve with it, “I did. You were in dire need and I was always taught to help those in need. Lift your chin. There was some dirt I could not remove last night.”
Steve did as he was told then he glanced around the room, “Where are my tunic and shirt? Also, I had a satchel slung over me. Where has it gone? Have you looked inside it?”
She smiled gently, “I washed them as best I could and hung them to dry. Once they had dried, I folded them and put them here on the chair. The satchel I have placed on the chair as well. I did not search your belongings. I will leave you to dress. Should you need any help, please call for me.”
Confusion crossed the man’s face, “Thank you for your aid and the respect you have shown by not searching my things while I was incapacitated. But how should I call for you if I do not know your name, fair one.”
Once more she smiled at him as she turned away, “Eliza Frye.”
Then she was gone and Steve was left alone.
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Eliza was seated at her table when the stranger exited the bedroom. Steve noticed that she did not take note of him and cleared his throat causing her to shift her gaze to him, “Oh, my apologies. Would you like some food to eat, good sir?”
He nodded, “Yes, what have you to offer?”
She rose from her chair and made her way into her larder, “I have bread, cheese and eggs. I also have salted pork and cured fish. What takes your fancy?”
The king responded, “I will have the bread and cheese for now. I do not wish to eat all you have.”
Eliza tucked hair behind her ear as she stepped out of the larder with the food he requested, “You do no such thing, kind sir. Please, tell me should you desire more.”
A loud rapping came from her door and Eliza hurried away to answer it. She gulped as the rapping rattled the door. Cautiously sliding it open, she felt herself forced from the home and she hit her knees as two men shoved her down. Eliza knew why the men were there.
The two men were soldiers from a nearby fort. They plagued the little village but targeted Eliza specifically due to her living alone. The taller of the two was a soldier named Rhys Argent. He was cruel and enjoyed the torment of others. Beside him, the other solder, who was named Wendell Colby, sneered at her, “Where’s the payment you promised us?”
Eliza shivered, “I-I-I don’t have any money.”
“I-I-I. Come now. You can do better than that,” Rhys Argent mocked her. Then his tone turned serious, “Do you not recall what we said would happen if you did not pay us?”
She was too frightened to speak and could only keep her eyes forward. Rhys raised his hand then brought it down against the side of her head her cheek causing Eliza to fall over. Wendell Colby let out a low laugh, “Why don’t we start with your precious horse, huh? You want us to take it?”
Eliza said nothing which angered Wendell and Rhys more. As Rhys brought his foot up and connected it to Eliza’s side, Wendell’s eyes grew wide and he fell into a kneel. Rhys didn’t notice and continued his attack on Eliza.
“Kneel,” Wendell hissed.
Rhys did not hear and instead continued his assault on Eliza.
“KNEEL!” A voice boomed.
In one fluid motion, Rhys looked up, his eyes widened in fear and he fell to one knee. Eliza slowly rose up onto her knees then turned. Shock filled her soul. In the doorway stood Steve but not as she had seen him before. A carefully crafted elaborate crown with sapphires and black diamonds was placed upon his head. His tunic and shirt were carefully tucked in but the sleeves flowed freely without restraint. A cloak was clasped around his neck. He looked kingly.
Rhys spoke, “Your majesty! Forgive us!”
Steve hushed him with a glare. He then reached down and helped Eliza to her feet, “Are you badly injured?”
She kept her head down and shook it. Tenderly, Steve used a finger to lift her chin, “Do not be afraid. Let me show you the same kindness you have shown me. Return to your chair and rest. I shall be in once I have dealt with these two.”
Eliza did not cast a glance to the soldiers but quietly smiled at Steve, “Thank you, your majesty.”
With this she reentered her cottage.
Steve turned to the two men and spoke with authority, “Why did you attack an innocent villager? Is your command not to serve and protect my people? Are you not part of your King’s army, sworn to protect the crown and those living under it? What are your names, soldiers?”
The two men stuttered but have no coherent response. “ANSWER YOUR KING!,” Steve roared.
Wendell was the first respond though he kept his head low, “I am Wendell Colby, your majesty. My companion is Rhys Argent. We are soldiers stationed at Whitich Keep.”
Steve hummed, “Whitich Keep. I know it well. Return there and inform your commander that I shall be arriving shortly. I will deal with you at the fort.”
“Yes, majesty.” Wendell replied but neither man moved.
“Now!,” barked King Steve, “And make haste.”
The men fled back to their horses and were swiftly gone fearing any further wrath from the king.
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Eliza was seated in her chair, holding a compress to her side when he returned. She was instantly on her knees without a sound. Once more, he lifted her up, “Please do not do that. Not on my account. Please sit.”
She did as he commanded and he picked up his satchel, “I have business to attend at Whitich Keep but I shall return. Before I go, have you a horse I may borrow? I am afraid mine fled in encounter yesterday eve.”
Eliza replied, “I have a mare who is broken and a stallion I have been breaking to ride. I think he is ready and would be more suited for your majesty.”
The king brushed a stray hair from the girl’s face, “You intrigue me, Eliza Frye, and I would like to call on you once more.”
Eliza lost her nerve to speak and Steve smirked, “Have you a tongue, fair one?”
She looked at him with a smile and a laugh, “Aye, I have a tongue, good sir and I use it well.”
They both laughed and King Steve Rogers motioned to the door, “Perhaps you might show me the steed I am to ride so I may hurry away and then back to you?”
She led him out to the paddock and called over the brown Stallion with a low whistle. It trotted over and she watched as Steve, the king, tacked it up. The king turned with a slight bow then swung himself upon the stallion, “Until we meet again.”
Eliza curtseyed to him then watched as he rode away.
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Steve entered the village of Gramsby and observed the state of it. The town’s cobbled streets were well-kept and the homes were in perfect condition but something was missing. Slowly, Steve pulled the horse to the side of the street and dismounted the horse he had borrowed from Eliza Frye. Tying the horse to the hitching post, the king made his way to the pub. He was careful to not raise an alarm.
However, when the king reached for the door, he found it shored up from the inside. He heard hushed whispers from the inside the pub and the realization hit him hard. Where are all the people?
The king knocked on the door, “Good gentleman, I have travelled long and wish only for a drink from your establishment. Perhaps I may enter?”
A voice called from inside, “We have very little money or grog.”
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The sky seemed to mirror King Steve’s mood as he rode through the gate of Whitich Keep. Above his head, storm clouds had gathered and lightening threatened to crack the sky. A tall man dressed with many medals approached as the blonde king dismounted his horse. With a great swoop, he fell to one knee, “Majesty, we are greatly honored by your presence. How may I be of service to you?”
“Save your pleasantries, General. I did not come here to bandy words. Bring to me the soldiers who are stationed here.”
“I take you would like to deal with Rhys Argent and Wendell Colby. I have placed them in the stockade. What other punishment-“
“SILENCE!” Steve bellowed as the thunder echoed in the sky, “Bring to me ALL of the soldiers stationed here.”
Fearful of furthering the king’s wrath, General Edryd Cadigan motioned for the gathering of his men. The rain began to fall as a mustering horn was sounded. Quickly, the soldiers lined up and one by one fell to one knee. The General spoke to the King, “Majesty, may I-“
Steve cut him off, “Silence, General Cadigan. Tis my turn to speak. Now, who would like to inform me of the incidents in the town of Gramsby?”
Not a single soldier spoke. Instead, they looked among themselves. The king turned toward the captain, “Bring me Rhys Argent and Wendell Colby.”
The captain nodded and walked to the stockade. Again, the king addressed the line of men, “I will only ask you once more. Why have you been tormenting the people of Grimsby?”
A young man stepped forward, “Majesty, if I may speak?”
Steve sized the lad up, “What is your name, son?”
“Aelric Hylderley,” the young man responded, “your majesty.”
Steve approached him, “What do you have to say for these men, Aelric?”
The young soldier gulped, “I am afraid that the people of Grimsby have been targeted by many of the men. The general has done little to curtail the actions of the men in this fort. In fact, he has encouraged it. Those who protested the actions of their fellow soldiers were disciplined.”
Steve bristled, “Where was the captain?”
“Spending most of his time in the stockade for protesting, your majesty.”
The king turned and looked to the captain, “Dismiss your men. I will deal with them one by one. Young Hylderley, what rank are you in this company?”
Aelric shook slightly, “I am a mere soldier, Majesty.”
Steve turned and faced his general, “You will be henceforth stripped of your rank and demoted to Lieutenant in my army. Is that understood?”
Cadigan began to cower, “Yes, Majesty. It’s understood.”
He stepped back, “Captain, take the General into arms and hold him until a new leader arrives at the fort. I have already sent back to the capital for one.”
Another soldier stepped forward, “Yes, your majesty.”
“Now, where are the traitors?”
The captain motioned to the men in chains, “Here, Majesty.”
“Hang them and any other soldiers guilty of harming my people.”
Then Steve turned and walked back to his horse, ignoring the cries of the two men behind him pleading for mercy.
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Eliza was sitting alone in the cottage, reading a book, when there came a knock at the door. She rose and made her way over. Timidly, she opened the door to find the King standing before her. Bowing low, she murmured, “Majesty.”
Steve placed his hands at her elbows and matched her tone, “Please, look at me and not my boots.”
Eliza raised her chin and met his gaze, “What may I aid you with, Majesty?”
The king tilted his head, “You are a fascinating creature, Eliza Frye, and I would like to call on you again.”
She shook her head, “It would be ill-advised to do so, your Majesty. I am a commoner and as such would not be worthy of your time. You would be more suited to seek the company of a lady of the court.”
“I believe that as king, that should be my determination, not anyone else’s. I have set my eyes on you and you alone. Would you not prefer my company?”
“I would, Majesty, but I don’t know how the people would take it. I am not like the women of your court least of all, Duchess Margaret whom I hear is a great beauty.”
Steve shook his head, “Nay, you are far more lovely, compassionate and courageous. Please allow me to call on you once more.”
“Very well, my king.”
He bowed to her and turned, “I will have your horse returned to you in haste upon my arrival back at the capital.”
“Keep him. I have no need for another.” Steve smiled the mounted the horse, waved goodbye and spurred the horse toward home.
#steve rogers#original character#original female character#tony stark#wanda maximoff#bucky barnes#peggy carter#original male character#clint barton#natasha romanoff#captain america#sam wilson#pietro maximoff#king!Steve Rogers#King!Tony Stark#Knight!Bucky#steve rogers x oc
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Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D
Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on!
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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch:
MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart
MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk
MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max
MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch
MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw
MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves
MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk
MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.
Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite.
#Wanda Maximoff x Original Character#yelena belova and kate bishop and venom!reader platonic#wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff#trans male!OC x natasha romanoff#wandanat x reader#wanda maximoff x reader#natasha romanoff x autistic!reader#eleanor bishop x reader#lorraine warren x reader#wanda maximoff x autistic!reader
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Attacked
Paring: Natasha Romanoff x male reader (Oc)
Warning(s): 16+, not checked, Tony’s bi???, strong language (fuck, hell), tease of ‘what could’ve been’ (I don’t know how to put it), and as always if I missed something please let me know
A/N: I’m a tad bit tipsy and inspired so let’s see, hehe 😉
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Tony was cardio down while Nate was working on combat with some training dummies.
“Kid Fury?” Tony called to his (kind-a) colleague who stripped his shirt in the middle of training.
“Anthony Edward?” Nathan replied while throwing his shirt to the side by seats. He stood straight with his hands on his hips.
Tony rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna let that pass- were you attacked by a bear?”
“A bear where the hell did you get that idea?” Nate threw him a look as his stroked the training dummy in front of him.
“Oh, just the fact that your arms and shoulders have zebra stripes.” Tony gestured to to Nate’s said body parts making the young Fury look at them.
“Damn it Nat.” He didn’t realize last night’s festivities left some evidence for memory.
Tony ducked his teeth and shook his head while walking up to his friend. “I warned you about those nails man.”
He did, I mean who would spend year being a playboy and not share his knowledge with the youngest (that weren’t so much younger)
“Fuck off Anthony, go on about your ‘simping for a woman allergic to strawberries’ day.” Nate grumbled as he got into position to strike the training dummy again.
“Says the one who makes puppy eyes at the woman of tried to kill him.” The ex-playboy fired back with a snort.
“Oh come on- we we’re on different sides of the table back then.” Nate threw his hands up with a shake of his head.
“Excuses, excuses!”
“Fuck you Stark.”
“Nope, only for Pepper.”
*aggravated sight*
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#natasha romanoff x male oc#nathaniel fury#natasha romanoff x oc#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff#natasha romanoff x male reader#male original character#marvel cinematic universe#marvel mcu#marvel#mcu
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I made a Marvel oc recently, lol. His face claim is Tyler Hoechlin (I mainly use his character Derek Hale from Teen Wolf). Harris Logan, codenamed Agent Stryker. I've made an Instagram rp account of him, @agntstrykr on Instagram. I also made some "AUs" of him with other Marvel characters lol. Shipped him with Natasha Romanoff.
#marvel oc#original character#agents of shield#agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.#agents of shield oc#tyler hoechlin#natasha romanoff#natasha romanoff x oc#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x oc#male oc#male character
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Laundry virgin
Steve rogers x gn!reader
Summary: You and Steve go on a little cute date after you met at the laundromat.
Warnings: none!! Pure fluff!
A/N: it's been a while but i'm back with the sequel of that fic you guys liked so muuuuch!!
part one!
not my gif!
Since you met at the laundromat, Steve and you talked very little by messages and even less by calls. The poor old man was indeed bad with smartphones and you only talked when you were calling or sending the first message, and Steve was always ending his messages by his name like he wasn't registered in your contacts. Plus, you were adults and both busy, both on each side with your works, family and other stuff.
When you came home the day you met, you were sure you had already seen or heard the name "Steve Rogers". You googled it and with horror found out that he was the one and only, Captain America, and you were even more mortified realizing that you flirted with him which made your messages a little bit colder than they were because... he's an adult super hero right ? You were a bit lost, about your feelings, about how you talked to him and about his feelings, what if you had imagined everything ? Steve, on his side, had never been happier, the person that he thought was the most beautiful on earth was talking to him, daily, every message you sent was bringing a smile to his face. He indeed noticed that your mood changed but he just thought that it was because you guys only saw each other once and that you were hesitant to open up to him because, he was still an stranger to you.
When he realized that he frowned, bit his lip then managed to write a message that sounded like: "Hi, it's been a while since we've seen each other. Would you like if we met at Grand Branks at 7 p.m tomorrow ? If you're available, Steve." He was always really formal in his message, his inner old soul did this, he was writing a message like he was writing a letter he was just that way.
You received that message when you were going out of the shower, you putted on a towel and went to check your phone, you had heard the familiar ring from the bathroom. You take it in your hands, open it and your breath get caught in your throat as you see the name that appears on the screen, and you nearly choke as you read the message. A million of "oh-my-god" go though your head before your brain decide to work and search if you had anything planned tomorrow, you figured out that you didn't and with trembling fingers answered. "No i'm not busy so I guess I'll see you tomorrow here, can't wait, Y/N." You were formal only because he was and you thought it was weird if you weren't formal as he was. Steve received your message with the same smile you had when you sent it.
The time of the date arrived quickly, and you both were stressed as hell, you both also putted on your favourite outfits, and you both were really excited to see each other! Steve was at the restaurant thirty minutes early and was cracking his fingers one by one of nervousness. What if you didn't come? What if he was wrong about your intentions? What if you just wanted to be friends? I mean friends can invite each other at the restaurant right-Oh. His thoughts were stopped completely when he saw you walking in the restaurant, you haven't saw him so he watched you carefully as you were looking for him, his eyes were so glued to you that he didn't think about indicating to you were he was, he was just admiring from afar. His heart was racing in his chest but skipped a beat when your eyes met and he swears his jaw was on the floor, you were perfect. If he could he would've married you right here, right now.
You became red when you saw how handsome he was, he was perfectly dressed, between the casual and the classy, but you became redder when you saw how he was looking at you, he was basically undressing you with his eyes and it was giving you butterflies. You quickly made you way over him and he stood up as fastly. He gave you a flash of his beautiful smile and hugged you while whispering a shaky "Hi". You answered the same way while hugging him, he took your chair so you could sit on it then sit at his. A little bit a gentlemen-y wasn't so bad after all.
"Did i made you wait ?" You chuckled a bit and he returned your laugh.
"Don't worry, you're right on time, i'm the one early, bad habit." He took his glass while smiling and drank a bit of whatever was in it.
"Bad habit ? I don't think everyone would agree with you." You took the menu in your hands and chuckled. "Did you made your choice yet ? There's do many dishes i feel like i'm losing my mind.."
He laughed at your remark and putted down the menu before putting one of his hands in his hair quickly. "Don't worry you're not the only one losing your mind here, that's why I'm here early so I can choose which dish I will pick, and I still haven't made my choice." It was your turn to laugh and Steve thought that he wanted to make your beautiful laugh his ringtone, creepy, but that's how much he loved your voice and everything about you.
The night spent, perfectly, you both were a bit tipsy from the bottle of wine you had drank but not enough to be super drunk. Just enough to give you both a boost of confidence. He walked you home to your appartment because it was getting dark and you were cold, so he gave you his jacket which you appreciated a lot because, it smelt like the super soldier. Though the night you spent with him, he was so sincere and kind with you that you completely forgot about the fact that he was the Captain America, he was just a beautiful human being, and that was enough. You soon arrived in front of your appartment and you both let go each other hand that you were holding because of the cold, yeah right, the cold. Steve looked at you with stars in his ocean eyes and you swore at that moment that was the prettiest thing that you ever seen in your entire life. You saw his beautiful eyes looking softly at your lips but quickly returning back to your eyes. You thought he was going to kiss you right here right now but then.
He kissed your right cheek while caressing your other one. "Have a good night Y/N.." is what he purred in your ear with a charming smile and you felt your knees go weak, your cheeks were crimson and you just stood there, watching him slowly go away in the corridor.
Steve had the door in his hand when he heard fast running coming towards the stairs, he arched an eyebrow then turned around only to feel two arms and a body crashing into him just as the lips that were on his. This scent, he knew it, it was you. He slowly closed his eyes as his body was slamming on the door semi-opened, he returned the fever kiss as it was burning on his lips and changed your positions so you could be on the door, you were kissing each other like two animals but then you heard a door noise and your both bodies went straight and turned around like two kids who had been caught doing something bad. Plus, both of your faces were red tomato and you were trying to catch your breaths.
You saw that old man of Mr.Nakajima, opening the door with his brows furrowed, oh he was angry. "Are you trying to wake me up ? Because you did! Just get a room! These kids..." He slammed his door shut and you and Steve remained calm until that and you burst out in laughters. Steve watched you and picked you up as you let out a small scream: "What do you think you're doing Steve ?"
He laughed and replied quickly: "Getting a room!"
#marvel#avengers#steve rogers x oc#steve rogers x you#steve rogers imagine#steve x reader#steve rogers x reader#captain america x reader#captain america#captain america x ofc#captain america x you#captain america smut#steve rogers smut#steve rogers#steve rogers fluff#steve rogers x stark!reader#steve rogers x male reader#steve rogers x original female character#steve rogers x plus size reader#steve rogers x natasha romanoff#steve rogers x smut#steve rogers x bucky barnes#steve rogers x gn!reader#captain america x female reader#captain america x black reader#chris evans x gn!reader#chris evans x female reader#chris evans x plus size reader#chris evans x wife!reader#chris evans x reader
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Natasha Romanoff x Tattooed!Reader*
18+ only, read at your own risk
Requested by anon: Hiiiii I'm the one who asked for the tattooed reader with nat and I wanted to say thank you, I love it... I have another request... Maybe younger reader, who is a virgin, with nat who literally praises them throughout the whole thing and just kind of guides them... Not necessarily a totally innocent kind of reader, just that they don't know exactly what to do. G!P or male reader would be great, just whatever you're comfortable with, and if you can/want, reader has tattoos (if you haven't noticed I'm kinda obsessed with them). Hope you had/have a great day❤️ (sorry if it's kind of confusing, English isn't my first language sooo yeah)
AN: Reader has a penis, no pronouns used.
Read the original blurb here!
You’re a little surprised when Natasha asks if you want to go to her room after the party, but not enough to turn down her offer. You’re not stupid, and you’re pretty sure your little display at the pool was enough to catch her eye. But at the same time, you’re a little nervous, because despite what everyone thought about you, you’d never actually done it before.
She holds your hand while she guides you into her room. You’re a little surprised at the lack of character it has: just a bed, a plain dresser, and a desk in the corner. There are no knick knacks, no memorabilia, no pictures or posters.
You knew that Natasha Romanoff is a woman who is very hard to read and immensely secretive, but you hadn’t expected this to extend to her own private room as well. But this was your chance to get to know her--assuming you didn’t disappoint tonight.
Natasha guides you over to her bed and sits down to face you. You don’t even realize that you never put your shirt back on from the pool until she leans forward to run her fingers across the sword tattoo on your left side.
“I got that after I spent six months in Japan,” you volunteer, a little uncomfortable with the silence.
“What about this one?” Her fingers move up to touch the dragon on your chest.
You shrug. “My friend designed it. I just thought it looked cool.”
“You’re not wrong there.” Natasha drops her hand back to her lap and leans back, biting her lip as she looks you up and down. She spreads her legs and grabs onto your shorts to drag you forward until you’re standing between them. “Obviously I brought you here for a reason. But only if you want to.”
“O-Of course I do.” But your stutter gives away your nerves.
“Are you sure?” Natasha hesitates.
“Yes. It’s just...I’ve never...” Your cheeks heat up at the fact that you have to explain to her that you’re still a virgin, but she tugs on your shorts again, bringing you down into a kiss. Her lips taste like coconut lip gloss and press against yours softly.
“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you,” she says.
You want to tell her that you’ll take care of her, but your words are lost when she kisses you again, wrapping her arms around your back and pulling you on top of her. You put your hands on her shoulders, not really sure where else to put them, but as the kiss deepens you find them gravitating towards her chest and groping her over her bikini.
“Hold on,” Natasha says, breaking away from your lips and sitting up to undo the knot behind her neck. She slips out of her bikini top and you have to consciously keep your jaw from dropping when she exposes herself to you.
“Can I...”
“You don’t have to ask,” she chuckles, amused by your manners.
You cup your hands around her breasts, surprised at how soft they are and rubbing your fingers over her nipples.
“My turn,” Natasha says, practically panting as she reaches for your shorts. You’re a little nervous to show yourself off like that, and she can tell, but she brushes her hand along your thigh and asks you to take them off yourself. With a deep breath, you pull your shorts down, your cock springing out hard and ready, and it’s Natasha’s turn to hold back an exhale.
“You’re gonna stretch me out so good,” she hums and you feel yourself throb at her dirty words.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” you say, not sure if the words will turn her on or further show your lack of experience.
But Natasha doesn’t comment, lying back down and sliding out of her bikini bottoms. You carefully move on top of her, enjoying the silky feeling of her bare skin against yours. Your hips rock against hers, your cock twitching as it makes contact with the insides of her thighs.
“Inside,” Natasha begs suddenly. “I need you inside.”
“I...I don’t have protection,” you say, the thought suddenly dawning upon you.
“You don’t need it.”
“Are...Are you sure?” The last thing you need right now is to become a parent.
“Do you trust me, baby?” Natasha asks, and your heart soars at the pet name.
“Of course.”
You sit back to line yourself up, tensing in anticipation and not wanting to blow too early. As you slide yourself in, all you feel is a warm tightness around your cock, better than your hand or any toy you had ever been inside of.
“Oh fuck, Nat,” you pant, pressing yourself deeper, desperate to feel that same warmth along your entire length.
“Finally,” she moans, dropping her head back on the pillows. “Start thrusting, baby. Fill me up and make me feel good.”
You take her waist in your hands, jacking your hips forward in uneven, short strokes. You don’t really have the focus or the patience to take your time, but you also want Natasha to be happy with your performance.
“Fuck, right there,” she says, her nails suddenly clawing at your back as you lean down to kiss her again. “A little harder, baby. Don’t be afraid. You won’t break me.”
You grunt as you try to deepen your strokes, railing into her harder. Her walls clench around you perfectly and you know the stimulation is already too much. You try holding out as long as you can, but you spill before you can even give Natasha a warning, pausing as you release your cum into her in sporadic bursts.
“I...Oh, God,” you mumble, embarrassed and ashamed. “I’m so sorry, Nat--”
“Don’t be,” she says, stopping you from pulling out. “We’ll try again when you’re ready. It feels nice to have your cum inside of me.”
It’s strange to hear something so crude come out of her mouth, but it makes your cock twitch. Maybe it’ll be ready for round two sooner than you thought.
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Late Night Quickie
Fandom: MCU
Collection: SHIELD Gaming AU
Title: Late Night Quickie
Characters/Pairings: Joaquin Torres x Natasha Romanoff
Word Count: 1.2k
Summary: It's still all hands on deck around the clock as time is running our for SHIELD to finish implementing an industry-changing element into the version of The Avengers they're about to send in for game approval before the beta test can be launched soon at PAX East. But Bucky and his game tester aren't the only ones at SHIELD entangled in a very satisfying side quest...
Content Warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, praise, dacryphilia, age gap (Nat is 10 years Joaquin's senior)
Logistical Notes: Third tick for my Bingo Card in @the-slumberparty's August/September Challenge with B2: "Clothes on Sex." Same universe as Perfectionists and Test Play but can be read as a standalone - all you need to know is Steve, Bucky, Sam, Natasha, and Joaquin are the five-person team of game engineers for the SHIELD Gaming company.
Additional Notes: Thank you @vonalyn for reading this for coherency. Gamer graphic by @sgt-seabass. Dedicated to my co-conspirator for "A Very Horny Monday to You All..." @biteofcherry for our first week of mischief - she chose the theme 'oral quickies.' We can all lovingly blame her for this!
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2am.
Two fucking a-m.
Joaquin just grinned.
This was not the week any of them wanted or expected, and he certainly didn't want this to ever be the norm. But running off adrenaline, catching only a few hours of sleep (if he was lucky), lots of Red Bull, and late-night food orders to make up for what the typical in-house kitchen wasn't covering was something he couldn't deny was an experience.
Teams all across SHIELD Gaming had been and still were working around the clock to get the shelved-for-later Deep Shadow Conditions mode back into the release SHIELD was going to submit to the first party platforms for approval in just a few days. Marketing, story, game engineering, testers… everyone. It was a rush, pushing the limits for this short period of time, but they were close to pulling off a triumph with embedding Deep Shadow. Joaquin had loved the pitch for that aspect when it was originally floated, they had initiated the development, but then a couple of the execs had said to push it back to the next release. Fury had called the audible and said they needed to put it back in to top what HYDRA was developing with Project Insight. But Joaquin had always known Deep Shadow would really push them miles past everything else coming out right now.
That’s why he didn’t mind pulling these insane hours to get the work done with the rest of the engineers.
And he certainly didn’t mind this.
He had no problem leaning back against the wall of the women’s restroom, jeans unzipped, Natasha poised between his legs, and her pretty lips around his cock, deep throating him.
Fuck she looked so good like that. They hadn’t had enough time together since the Deep Shadow blitz, and he was so glad she’d pulled him into the bathroom right now. Her left hand was anchored on his hip, and the other was reaching up his shirt, roving over his abs and chest as his threaded into her hair, holding her head at the base of her skull. He was letting her control the pace and how much of his length she took in for now, just holding her, feeling that connection.
Joaquin had been under no illusion in the beginning that this absolute goddess who was ten years his senior had only been flirting with him because it was fun and had no intentions beyond more than maybe a night or two tumbling in bed together. But he’d had a hunch they could have more, that he wanted more, and categorically convinced her they were worth a shot.
He worshipped her but challenged her in a way no one else did. He knew that’s why she’d even started flirting with him, appreciating that he could go round for round with her sass, her sarcasm, and her saucy comments without getting flustered or cocky and the rest of their conversation – work and casual – had rolled along so easily like they’d been working together for years after only a few weeks.
Now they were eight months into an officially-disclosed-to-HR relationship – but not to their team because they did not need Cap, Sam, or Bucky in their business. Work was work, and until tonight, the physical had stayed outside of HQ.
It spoke to how little time they’d had together that they were here right now.
And he was just as hungry for her as she was for him.
Joaquin took over and pulled her head down slowly on him, drawing Nat down to take all of him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat, then gently nudging further down her esophagus. She moaned around him, her hands flexing against him. “You always take me so well, Romanov.”
He knew she loved this. She was a cocky little minx and so loved the praise. In response she sunk the rest of the way down his cock. He groaned in ecstasy. Love this.
“Fuck, I could stay here with you on my dick until your legs give out.”
She tightened her grip on his hip.
“But I wanna fuck this pretty throat of yours, babe.”
A small noise from her as she stayed just as she was, their eyes locked on each other.
“That’s what you really wanted, isn’t it?”
Those lust-blown green eyes told him everything, and he grinned wickedly down at her. Abruptly twisting them around to place her on her knees with her back against the wall, he made sure she was secure before asking, "Ready for me?"
She hummed again.
He smirked. “Desperate for me?”
A growl this time.
He laughed. “Me, too, babe.” He brushed his thumb over her cheek, one more tender moment, then he slowly pulled out until only the head of the cock was the only thing she had her lips around. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, and swirled her tongue over the leaking tip of him. “Oh, you’re so fucking good. Love that talented tongue. But now you’re really gonna take me.”
She nodded, eyes blazing with heat. He moved his right hand to cradle her cheek and jawline as he leaned his left forearm against the wall to brace himself, and then he thrust back into her wet mouth. He continued, pistoning his hips in and out, brutally but not recklessly. She clung to his shirt, his hips, anything from moment to moment. Her eyes watered, then the tears started to spill, and he groaned. “So pretty for me like this. Those gorgeous tears falling for me, just like you fall apart for me.”
And then he just focused on the feel of her around his cock, the heat, the sounds of him sliding in and out, her whimpers and moans. The frenzy built and then he spilled into her mouth and down her throat, hips stuttering to a stop, and she held him there in place, swallowing every bit of him until he was done. She pulled her mouth off him with a deliberately audible pop, smug, beautiful goddess that she was.
She slid up between his heaving chest and the wall, brushing her lips against his jaw with soft, playful kisses. “Like that?”
“Love that,” he corrected. “Bet your cunt’s a hot, drippy mess for me, isn’t she?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she teased before claiming his lips in a kiss, tangling their tongue so he could taste the evidence of his spend, and pushing her pelvis up against him.
“Meet back here in an hour?”
“Fuck, I’m hoping we can convince them there’s nothing more to do tonight and get out of here in the next hour. Then you’re taking me home to fuck me in your bed properly.”
He laughed, “Anything for my Natalia.”
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About Me: 💋
Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: post length varies depending on the plot, partner preferences, and the post - but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
I'm over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unusual absences.
Prefers writing in third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters. Willing to do canon/canon and oc/canon. Willing to double!
Prefers long-term plots Prefers to play dominant, male characters paired with submissive female characters (Can double as any dynamic, gender, etc.)
Fandoms:
I am seeking partners who can play a female canon character from my list below. Extensive knowledge about the world and character is not necessary. I have no issue with you portraying these characters with your own unique interpretation.
The 100: Clarke Griffin, Raven Reyes, Lexa
DC: Kara Zor-El, (Supergirl) Sara Lance, Wonder Woman, Mera
Euphoria: Cassie Howard
FBI (CBS TV show): Nina Chase
Fear The Walking Dead: Alicia Clark
Marvel Cinematic Universe: Cassie Lang (2023 film), Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Karen Page, Daisy Johnson, Yelena Belova, Peggy Carter
Nancy Drew: Nancy Drew
Outer Banks: Sarah Cameron
Riverdale: Betty Cooper
The Walking Dead: Maggie Greene
OC x OC:
Although I prefer fandoms, I'm open to OC x OC as well. Seeking stories with the main themes of romance, bondage/BDSM, and damsels in distress. There are a number of different scenarios that we can play out. I am asking for your female character to be a damsel in distress - often getting herself into situations where she is over her head, sticking her nose in business where it does not belong, etc. It lands her kidnapped, tied up, and in need of a rescue from the hero, her boyfriend/husband. This is not saying your character has to be a doormat or useless by any means. She can definitely be a strong-willed, smart character - which can play a part into why she is always finding herself in situations like these. I am looking to play out scenes where she is rescued before the bad guys can do anything too bad to her, but we can discuss exactly how much happens before the rescue. Her partner saves her, they share some risky intimacy while still in the kidnapper's lair, and escape to move on for their next adventure. Also, if we do fandoms and we are able to incorporate this theme into the fandom rp, that would be wonderful too! If we're doing OC x OC, I would love the chance to suggest potential face claims for your character. In return, you can do the same for my character. Here are some brief plot blurbs:
*FBI agents: Our characters have a very unique way of gathering intel where your character purposefully allows the kidnapping to happen so she can be tracked to the villains!
*superheroine x human male: My character is the romantic partner of a superheroine and she often has to rely on him to escape sticky situations
*Zombie apocalypse: bandits and bad guys galore with no laws abound!
If you are interested, please like or reblog and I will reach out. Thanks!
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About Me: 🕊️
Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: post length varies depending on the plot, partner preferences, and the post - but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs
I'm over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well
Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unusual absences.
Prefers writing in third-person
Willing to play canon characters and original characters. Willing to do canon/canon and oc/canon. Willing to double!
Prefers long-term plots Prefers to play dominant, male characters paired with submissive female characters (Can double as any dynamic, gender, etc.)
Fandoms:
I am seeking partners who can play a female canon character from my list below. Extensive knowledge about the world and character is not necessary. I have no issue with you portraying these characters with your own unique interpretation.
The 100: Clarke Griffin, Raven Reyes, Lexa
DC: Kara Zor-El, (Supergirl) Sara Lance, Wonder Woman, Mera
Euphoria: Cassie Howard
FBI (CBS TV show): Nina Chase
Fear The Walking Dead: Alicia Clark
Marvel Cinematic Universe: Cassie Lang (2023 film), Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Karen Page, Daisy Johnson, Yelena Belova, Peggy Carter
Nancy Drew: Nancy Drew
Outer Banks: Sarah Cameron
Riverdale: Betty Cooper
The Walking Dead: Maggie Greene
OC x OC:
Although I prefer fandoms, I'm open to OC x OC as well. Seeking stories with the main themes of romance, bondage/BDSM, and damsels in distress. There are a number of different scenarios that we can play out. I am asking for your female character to be a damsel in distress - often getting herself into situations where she is over her head, sticking her nose in business where it does not belong, etc. It lands her kidnapped, tied up, and in need of a rescue from the hero, her boyfriend/husband. This is not saying your character has to be a doormat or useless by any means. She can definitely be a strong-willed, smart character - which can play a part into why she is always finding herself in situations like these. I am looking to play out scenes where she is rescued before the bad guys can do anything too bad to her, but we can discuss exactly how much happens before the rescue. Her partner saves her, they share some risky intimacy while still in the kidnapper's lair, and escape to move on for their next adventure. Also, if we do fandoms and we are able to incorporate this theme into the fandom rp, that would be wonderful too! Here are some brief plot blurbs:
*FBI agents: Our characters have a very unique way of gathering intel where your character purposefully allows the kidnapping to happen so she can be tracked to the villains!
*superheroine x human male: My character is the romantic partner of a superheroine and she often has to rely on him to escape sticky situations
*Zombie apocalypse: bandits and bad guys galore with no laws abound!
If you are interested, please like or reblog and I will reach out. Thanks!
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Fandom Frenzy (Doubling friendly) Seeking Roleplay Partners
Note: Not replacing any current partners, just always seeking to add more partners.
About Me:
I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+
Willing to double!
Prefers writing dominant male characters in male x female relationships
Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot, my partner, and the post, but my typical range is 1-5+ paragraphs
Reply schedule varies. Not able to post much during the week. Most posts likely during the weekend, but will do my best to reply as soon as I can. Will let you know of any extended or unusual absences.
Prefers third-person and inclusion of NSFW, open to dead dove as well
Willing to play canon characters and original characters
Open to OC/Canon and Canon/Canon. If doubling, I do enjoy it when our separate stories can connect (not required). I love playing out the sibling dynamic, so perhaps if we're doing OC/Canon doubling, our OCs could be siblings? Again, not a requirement, and to clarify, not looking for anything taboo - it would just be another way for our stories to connect
Prefers long-term stories
You can add me on discord at fandomfan#0404 or send a chat or message if interested.
Fandoms:
I am seeking partners who can play a female canon character from my list below. Extensive knowledge about the world and character is not necessary. I have no issue with you portraying these characters with your own unique interpretation.
Here is the link to the entire list of my fandoms: https://cipher04.tumblr.com/post/678212321698611200/muse-post
The 100: Clarke Griffin, Raven Reyes, Lexa
Arrowverse/DC: Kara Zor-El, Sarah Lance, Wonder Woman
The Boys: Queen Maeve. Becca Butcher
Chicago PD: Hailey Upton
Divergent: Tris Prior
Euphoria: Cassie Howard
FBI: Nina Chase
Fear The Walking Dead: Alicia Clark
Game of Thrones: Sansa Stark, Daenerys Targaryen
The Hunger Games: Katniss Everdeen
Marvel Cinematic Universe: Cassie Lang (2023 film), Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Karen Page, Daisy Johnson, Yelena Belova
Midsommar: Dani Ardor
The Lost World (1999 TV series): Veronica Layton
Nancy Drew: Nancy Drew
Outer Banks: Sarah Cameron
Riverdale: Betty Cooper
Saint X: Emily Thomas
The Society: Allie Pressman
Star Wars: Rey
The Walking Dead: Maggie Greene
If interested, you can react to my post or you can send me a chat. Thanks!
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Silver & Gold - Chapter Seven
CW: Sudden personality changes, verbal abuse, distress, subconscious self-harm (mild), references to past self-harm and abuse, unrealism, fat shaming.
Prompts fulfilled;
‘The Glomp’, ‘Touche’ and ‘Youthful Freckles’ - @multifandom-flash (Dozen);
‘Sharing Clothes’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo (@seasonaldelightsbingo);
‘Rolling on Snow’ - Winter Wonderland Bingo;
‘Carried to Bed’ – Bug’s First Bingo (@unfortunate-beetle-and-friends);
‘Schrodinger’s Butterfly’ and ‘Dream Tells You to Wake Up’ – Multifandom Flash (Beehive)
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between reality and darkness.
Cards below! Check it out on AO3 here, or below the KR!
Divider by our own Tiny Spider.
My feet found my ballet shoes automatically as I sat upright, shivering at the surprisingly cold room. It was the first morning since we’d moved in that I’d woken without Yoshitsune by my side, and I couldn’t help but frown, casting my eyes around uncertainly.
“…Yoshitsune?” I called out as I padded into the hall, my arms wrapped about myself, anxiety sparking when I received no response. I couldn’t help but prick my fingernails against the old rivulets on the back of my biceps, seeking out the residual chasms unconsciously.
I can still remember the last time I tore at myself in anger.
It took significant effort to unlatch my nails from my flesh, but my hands were balled by my sides by the time I’d searched the cabin. There’d been no sign of my lover, and my heart was racing, breath coming ragged as I turned on the spot in front of the dead fire, my mind whirring frantically.
The door opened without warning, and I whirled around at the sound, letting out a sharp exhale at my soldier stood in the entrance with snow dusting his shoulders.
“Silver!” I yelped, darting over and throwing myself at him desperately, burying my face against his chest. I frowned when his arms didn’t wrap around me, no apology or explanation whispered into my hair. Drawing back, I tried to meet his gaze, but he busied himself with tapping snow from his boots.
Something isn’t right.
“I, uh… I didn’t know where you were. I was worried…” I tried to make my voice light and carefree, but the strain was evident in my tone, my concern deepening when he only grunted in response. “…Yoshitsune?”
“What?” he snapped, grey eyes flashing as he glanced at me briefly. I stumbled back automatically, blinking back my hurt, my lungs seizing in my chest as I struggled to comprehend his sharpness.
He’s never spoken to me like that before…
“I… I just…”
“Spit it out,” he muttered, rolling his eyes, and I winced.
“I was worried about you. I woke up and you weren’t here…” I mumbled, scuffing my feet uncertainly.
He sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose before replying. “I was checking the trails. I’m going hunting. You do realise we don’t need to spend every second of the day together, right?” My mouth moved wordlessly and he huffed, crossing to the fireplace and picking up the shotgun leaning against the brick. “There’s some good elk out there. I’m not going to let it go to waste.”
“I-I… I could come with you?” I offered weakly, earning another sigh.
“Fine. Hurry up, before the trail goes cold.”
Normally he’d tell me how cute I look...
I stared at his back uncertainly, fingers twisted in front of me, my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth as I fought to find the words to break the tension; no matter what I tried, I couldn’t convince my voice to come, tears pricking in my eyes as I wondered what I could have done.
We crested a slope, and I gasped in surprise at the hill trailing away before us, steep and coated in fresh, deep powder. With a giggle, I dropped to the ground, tucking my hands against my chest and rolling over and over, the snow accumulating in my loose hair as I hurtled toward the foot of the decline.
When I sat up at the bottom, panting and laughing, my cheeks iced, I turned my eyes to him, hoping my frozen delight would’ve thawed his mood. But he simply scowled at me, grasping my wrist to drag me to my feet with a soul-withering glare.
“Are you done? You’re going to scare away all the elk with that goddamn racket.” I flinched, pulling my hood over my snow-crusted waves, hiding beneath the fur lining to escape his wrath. “What the hell’s wrong with you now? You’re always in a mood.”
“Says you? You’re miserable today! Did you get out the wrong side of bed or something?” I snapped, then winced, curling closer in on myself as his eyes turned to me once more.
“Touche,” he grunted, gaze narrowing. “Maybe I’m just tired. I never thought making you happy would mean you’d start getting fat again.”
My feet faltered, and I stopped, recoiling as if he’d slapped me – though I think I’d rather that. “I… I-I… I…”
He groaned, pushing a hand through his hair as he faced me fully. “Here we go again. Do you ever stop? Nothing’s ever good enough for you, is it?” My lips parted in shock, but he shook his head, glaring at me in disgust. “Just don’t. Why are you even here? I wanted to get away from you for a while, but you won’t leave me alone!” I whimpered softly, and he stepped closer, a growl rumbling in his chest. “Just get out of here, will you? God, no wonder you got beat…”
My legs shook as I backed up, head jerking in disbelief. “No. Why… Why are you saying these things? This isn’t you – you’re not… You’re not like this…”
He snorted, turning away from me, not even sparing a glance over his shoulder as he continued to walk. “This is exactly what I’m like. I’m tired of pretending that you’re not the worst thing in my life. Get the hell away from me, Lia.”
The trees and snow blurred as I ran, everything smudged by my tears and the breath hitching in my throat.
Wake up.
My feet slowed, and I looked around at the voice echoing from the forest, my palms sweating uncertainly.
The last time I heard a voice in my head…
Wake up.
My eyes fluttered forcefully, nails digging into my hands, nausea churning in my stomach. The sight before me swam, flickering between red and white, and I whimpered, grasping at my hair desperately.
“No, no, no…” I whispered frantically, fear overwhelming my brain. “No…”
Wake up. Swan, wake up.
Swan? My head snapped around as the voice became identifiable, a flicker of hope breaking through my terror. “Yoshitsune…”
It’s okay, sweet girl. I’m here. I’ve got you. You’ve just gotta wake-
“-up…”
The white dissolved, replaced with flickering red, flames dancing before my vision and heating my skin as I gasped for breath.
Strong hands dragged me close, bundling me against a familiar chest while I whimpered, my fingers knotting in the fabric by my face desperately. “I’m sorry- I don’t know what I did but I’ll be better, I promise, I-I-”
Metal fingers smoothed the tears from my cheeks, silver eyes swimming into focus as my lungs heaved. “Hey, hey… It’s okay, Swan. I’m here. I’ve got you…” The space between his brows furrowed in concern, cupping my jaw gently. “It was just a dream, sweet girl. Everything’s okay…”
I looked around as reality flickered to life, taking in the living room and the soldier clinging to me nervously. “I… You…” I sniffed, holding him tighter, burying my face once more to inhale the intoxicating aroma of him.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m so sorry; I know you don’t sleep well in the cold… I fell asleep before I got you to bed…” I shook my head hard, and he sighed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.” His hand slipped beneath my legs, lifting me easily, and I curled closer, fingers aching from the force of my grasp on him.
By the time he settled into bed beside me, my shaking had mostly subsided, but that didn’t stop me from wriggling closer needily the second his back hit the mattress. “Do you want to tell me about it?” he murmured, fingers smoothing my hair gently. I shrugged, glancing about myself once more, unable to shake the realism of the nightmare and the feeling of being ill-at-ease.
“You were so mean to me. You didn’t want me…” My eyes darted nervously, and he frowned, holding my chin to meet my gaze.
“That could never be true, little one. …What is it?” he pressed, holding me a little closer.
“How do I know this isn’t the dream?” I whispered, barely forcing the words past my lips before I sobbed softly. “What if this is a good dream, and life is the nightmare? What if you don’t want me anymore?”
He held me tighter, his lips finding mine as he kissed me fiercely. “My sweet, gorgeous Swan. This is a dream, but it’s also our life. I could never not want you, do you hear me? You’re everything to me. I’m going to spend every day of my life with you – you are my life.” His fingers gripped at my back, pressing a little hard but very needed. “I’m never letting go of you, my Golden Swan. My perfect girl.”
I curled into him with a soft purr, still struggling to shake the disquiet in my soul, but the hands holding me together soothed my mind. “I love you, Silver…”
He hummed under his breath, an old song that he’d hummed for years, the familiar lullaby lulling me under despite the adrenaline still flitting through my system. “I love you too, Aurelia. Always.”
Stamp image for Bug's First Bingo found here!
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𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽'𝓼 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓰!
Hewooooo meh fellow peps I’m very bored and it would be absolutely WONDERFUL if you could give me some writing request (I beg you please)!
rules + who i write for
Rules:
I write fluff and comfort and I will TRY to write smut. I never wrote smut but I will TRY.
no piss and shite
no paedophilia
no human servitude
I don't write male readers
I for now only do drabbles because I'm kinda busy
requests are ovb open
Harry Potter:
Sirius Black
Remus Lupin
Fred Weasley
Hermione Granger
Nymphadora Tonks
Ginny Weasley
Marlene McKinnon
Marvel & X-Men:
Natasha Romanoff
Steve Rogers
Peggy Carter
Yelena Belova
Charles Xavier
Maria Hill
James Barnes
Doctor Who:
8th doctor
10th doctor
11th doctor
Maze Runner:
Newt
Takin' Over The Asylum:
Campbell Bain
Actors/Singers:
Alex Turner
Chris Evans
Scarlett Johannasn
Thomas Brodie Sangster
Florence Puge
Emma Watson
Ben Barnes
Sebastian Stan
Lana Del Rey
A/N: SOOO yup here they are….pls request Im very bored and btw for some of these characters I will put meh original character for example if you request something with Al then it will be al x marya anyways have a gay day meh lovelies
Write me if you wanna be added to the tag list ❤️
Tags 💌: @almluv @fandom-puff @bellaturner @jetskisonyourmoat @mywritingonlyfans @alovesreading @dropofdrool @cluedoenthusiast @arcticshadowturtles @drinkingbitterboy @alexturne @alexturntable @i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind @martinipoliz @gracesimp @ohladymoon @littlemissthunderstorms @blair-s-world @bodypaintsculptures @everythingarlex @rentsturner @averyzversi0n @picturezonthewall
#harry potter#sirius black#remuslupin#fred weasley#harrypotter#marauders#steverogers#natasharomanoff#peggycarter#yelenabelova#charles xavier#mariahill#marvel#mcu#10thdoctor#11thdoctor#8thdoctor#doctorwho#dw#maze runner#newt#campell bain#takin over the asylum#chris evans#alexturner#scarlett johansson#thomas brodie sangster#florencepugh#lgbtq#feminism
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⎯ stories with song lyrics [requests are open/a request post]
Explanation: I was thinking about writing stories with some song lyrics I am in love with. Below, you can see these lyrics [some will be added as well from time to time] and characters/people’s name that I like and can write stories about them. So, you can message or ask me with a lyric [or more than one] and a specific character/person [it can be two character at one time a well]. Then, I will write it. ^^ Feel free to add your own imagination as well. Also, you don’t have to use lyrics to ask a requests.
Stories can be one-shorts, series, headcanons.
important notes: i really want to write about jk, tae [from bts], peter parker, wanda maximoff, and bucky barnes [from marvel], bats [from dc]. so, this ones will come sooner because i already have some ideas about them with some of these lyrics. so, you can request it as well or you can wait me for to write this without any request. ^^
྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾ ྾
↬ for example: “I want to read a story about Jungkook with 1st song lyric.”
[or] “I want to read a story about steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes with 41st song lyric.”
[or] “I want to read a story about peter parker with 9th and 45th song lyrics.”
Warnings for requests: please identify what gender you want it to be; female reader or male reader and please describe what you want to read, so, I can really understand your wishes. ^^ [also, it can be an original character as you wish, will created by me of course.]
◆ Characters/People
⌑ dc ⌑
Bruce Wayne/Batman [every version of him, especially robert p.], Clark Kent/Superman, John Constantine [movie version]
⌑ marvel ⌑
Steve Rogers/Captain America, Peter Parker/Spiderman [tom h. and andrew g. versions], Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier, Loki, Thor, Wanda Maximoff/The Scarlett Witch, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow, Stephen Strange/Doctor Strange
⌑ tv series ⌑
The Boys (2019-) Billy Butcher, Homelander, Soldier Boy, Queen Maeve
The Sandman (2022-) Morpheus/Dream/The Sandman, Corinthian/Nightmare
⌑ movies, movie series ⌑
Star Wars (not specific movie) Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Obi Wan Kenobi [tv series’ version as well]
Uncharted (2022) Nathan Drake - also game version too.
Twilight (all of them) Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen
In time (2011) Raymond Leon
American Psycho (2001) Patrick Bateman
John Wick (whole series) John Wick
The Prestige (2006) Alfred Borden
⌑ idols, actors, actresses ⌑
bts [especially jk & tae], chris evans, elizabeth olsen, sebastian stan, tom hiddlestion, tom holland, chris evans, robert pattinson
◆ Lyrics
1. A little bit older. A black leather jacket. A bad reputation. Insatiable habits. He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe. Yeah, I said, “If you kiss me, I might let it happen.” ▸my oh my, camila cabello [m]
2. Our secret moments in your crowded room. They've got no idea about me and you. & Say my name and everything just stops. I don't want you like a best friend. Only bought this dress so you could take it off▸dress, taylor swift [m]
3. I'm not here for games. I told you what it is, you chose to stay, oh. Baby, you chose the pain. 'Cause you don't know me, you just know my name, oh ▸renegade, aaryan shah [dark theme]
4. You don't know what you did, did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me▸under the influence, chris brown
5. Please understand that I'm trying my hardest. My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless. Anxiety is one hell of a problem▸consume, chase atlantic [angst]
6. Bend it over slow 'cause daddy I know how you like it. Backseat of the 'Rari pullin' over just to ride it. Make you get down on your knees. Can't always havе what you please. This bitch ain't comin' for free & you know I carry a knife. You should be scared for your life. 'Cause you know I don't play nice▸oh mami, chase atlantic ft. maggie lindemann [m]
7. Don't worry, my hands. They're only warm for you. If I'm ruining you right now. Please forgive me. Because I can't live without you▸pied piper, bts
8. Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours. But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad? Pacify her. She's getting on my nerves. You don't love her. Stop lying with those words.▸pacify her, melanie martinez
9. And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me". I can't help this awful energy. God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in control? ▸control, halsey [villain vibe]
10. There's parts of me I cannot hide. I've tried and tried a million times. Cross my heart and hope to die. Welcome to my darkside▸darkside, neoni [villain vibe]
11. And if somebody hurts you, I wanna fight. But my hands been broken one too many times. So I'll use my voice, I'll be so fucking rude. Words they always win, but I know I'll lose▸another love, tom odell [angst]
12. Terribly like terrible, she's the villain. One as sweet as caramel, she's my saint. Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really. Something telling me to run away▸inferno, bella poarch & sub urban
13. I could be a better boyfriend than him. I could do the shit that he never did. Up all night, I won't quit. Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him. I could be such a gentleman. Plus all my clothes would fit▸boyfriend, dove cameron [from this lyrics, I am getting a big vibe of wanda x f!reader, so, you know what I mean]
14. I keep forgetting I should let you go. But when you look at me. The only memory is us kissing in the moonlight▸can’t remember to forget you, shakira & rihanna
15. Yeah, we danced on tabletops, and we took too many shots. Think we kissed, but I forgot last Friday night▸last friday night, katy perry
16. Don't blame me, love made me crazy. If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right. Lord, save me, my drug is my baby. I'll be usin' for the rest of my life ▸don’t blame me, taylor swift
17. Call me in the morning to apologize. Every little lie gives me butterflies. Something in the way you're looking through my eyes. Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive▸teeth, 5sos
18. Six feet tall and super strong. We'd always get along. Alright, alright. Ooh, he'd pick me up at eight. And not a minute late. 'Cause I don't like to wait, no. Kind and ain't afraid to cry. Or treat his mama right. That's right, that's what I like▸guy.exe, superfruit [fluff]
19. I'm in love with a fairytale. Even though it hurts. 'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind. I'm already cursed▸bad blood, taylor swift [note for this one; I added these part but I will write with whole lyrics because this song’s every lyric is amazing for an au, or a love story]
20. And you're startin' to bore me, baby. Why'd you only call me when you're high?▸why’d you only call me when you’re high?, arctic monkeys [protective or possessive vibe]
21. But you didn't have to cut me off. Make out like it never happened. And that we were nothing. And I don't even need your love. But you treat me like a stranger. And that feels so rough▸somebody that i used to know, gotye
22. Right now, I'm shameless. Screamin' my lungs out for ya. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to▸shameless, camila cabello
23. We laugh together, we cry together. These simple feelings were everything I had. When will it be?. If I see you again. I will look into your eyes. And say, "I missed you"▸still with you, jungkook
24. She said, "Fuck me like I'm famous", I said, "Okay"▸slow down, chase atlantic [m]
25. You're too late. Had your girlfriend at my house for two days. Should be obvious, the reason she stayed with me▸too late, chase atlantic [m]
26. Where have you been? Do you know when you're coming back? 'Cause since you've been gone. I've got along but I've been sad▸reflections, the neighbourhood [angst]
27. And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime. And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine.▸dandelions, ruth b. [fluff]
28. You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you. You'll never know the murderer sitting next to you. You'll think, "How'd I get here, sitting next to you?" But after all I've said, please don't forget ▸heathens, twenty one pilots [dark theme, like mafia au]
29. But mama I'm in love with a criminal. And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical.▸criminal, britney spears [this one is like mafia au too]
30. Oh, dear diary, I met a boy. He made my doll heart light up with joy. Oh, dear diary, we fell apart. Welcome to the life of Electra Heart.▸ bubblegum bitch, marina
31. Come on, don't be silly. I beg of you, stop. I'm sure that he doesn't reflect. What he really is▸ainsi bas la vida, indila [dark theme]
32. I can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman & Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes. It's no secret everybody knows. Yeah, we fucked, bitch, so what? That's about as far as your buddy goes & I never loved you enough to trust you. We just met and I just fucked you▸superman, eminem [so much homelander vibe]
33. You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone. So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are. And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone. That's probably the reason that we get along▸mad hatter, melanie martinez [dark theme]
34. I'm tired of being home alone. Used to have a girl a day. But I want you to stay. ▸ lost in the fire, the weekend [playboy vibe]
35. We found each other. I helped you out of a broken place. You gave me comfort. But falling for you was my mistake.▸ call out my name, the weekend
36. Give it to me daddy, that's what she keeps screamin'. Give it to me daddy, She love the way I beat it.& Lights down low, time to get naughty. ▸lights down low, maejor ft. waka flocka flame [m]
37. You can say what you like, don't say I wouldn't die for you. I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God. Be my help, be a savior who can.▸ train wreck, james arthur [angst, mainly]
39. We used to be close, but people can go. From people you know to people you don't. And what hurts the most is people can go. From people you know to people you don't ▸ people you know, selena gomez
38. One: Don't pick up the phone. You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone
Two: Don't let him in, you'll have to kick him out again
Three: Don't be his friend. You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin'
And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him.▸new rules, dua lipa
40. Saw you there and I thought. "Oh, my God, look at that face. You look like my next mistake. Love's a game, wanna play?" ▸blank space, taylor swift
41. I know I can treat you better than he can. And any girl like you deserves a gentleman. Tell me, why are we wasting time. On all your wasted crying. When you should be with me instead? ▸ treat you better, shawn mendes [love triangle vibe]
42. Only love can hurt like this. Must have been a deadly kiss & But every time you're there I'm begging you to stay. When you come close I just tremble. And every time, every time you go. It's like a knife that cuts right through my soul▸only love can hurt like this, paloma faith
43. I heard from a friend of a friend. That that dick was a ten out of ten ▸ need to know, doja cat [m]
44. Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely. Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely ▸ doin’ time, lana del rey
45. Baby, I'm a sociopath. Sweet serial killer. On the warpath. 'Cause I love you just a little too much ▸ serial killer, lana del rey [dark theme, dark!nat and wanda vibes or dark!mc/reader with a pretty boy like peter p.]
46. Guys my age don't know how to treat me. Don't know how to treat me. Don't know how to treat me. Guys my age don't know how to touch me. Don't know how to love me good ▸ guys my age, hey violet [mature, sugar!daddy/mommy theme]
love, rose <3
ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/perseprose/profile you can request in ao3 too. i will publish this in there too.
[masterlist]
#mcu#dc#the boys#the sandman#star wars#marvel x reader#dc x reader#batman x reader#billy butcher x reader#bts#bts x reader#actresses#actors#idols#written by me#do not steal#morpheus#request#marvel#bucky barnes x reader#homelander#fanfiction#masterlist#the sandman x reader#obi wan kenobi#edward cullen#twilight#nathan drake#Raymond Leon#Patrick Bateman
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The Director’s Kid and his Widow
Nathaniel’s Profile
Summary(kinda): Ok so a nice while ago I asked if you’d like more of Happiness She Deserved or Nat x Fury’s adopted son and you chose the ladder so here’s the master list
Series Warning(s): Some uncharacteristic things, curse words, innuendos and hints at sex, the Marvel characters just being them, racism (you’ll see), violence, blood, guns/weapons, probably more
A/N: I hope you guys don’t mind that some or most one-shots in the series will be 25% non dialogue and 75% dialogue
1. Annoying
2. Attacked
3. Waltz
4. Jet
#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff x male reader#natasha romanoff x oc#x oc#male original character#original character#Nathaniel Fury#mcu#marvel cinematic universe#marvel mcu#marvel
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