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myrkky · 1 year
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Don't worry, Tony is that surprised just because this is happening very early on in their relationship, and isn't yet used to all the casual displays of affection. But he is very happy to be the meat in a supersoldier sandwich (I mean who wouldn't?? 😂)
(Also I like to imagine a world where Civil War never happened, and they're all just living together in the tower, fighting baddies and being happy)(Also also Thanos who?) 
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navybrat817 · 2 years
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CIA vs SHIELD
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AKA, Nick and Lloyd get pissed when a couple of super soldiers steal the reader away.
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Oops. 😇
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illicien · 9 months
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Hey. Psst. Get in the dumpster again. 🔫 🔫 🔫
NO SHUT UP YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!! 😭😭
YOU CAN'T MAKE ME WANT HYDRA HUNTER ZEMO THINKING HE'S ABOUT TO TAKE OUT THE WINTER SOLDIER ONLY FOR THE WINTER SOLDIER'S HANDLER HYDRA STEVE FUCKING ROGERS TO SHOW UP, DESPITE THAT ALL OF ZEMO'S INTEL SAYS THAT HE SHOULD BE CAPTAIN AMERICA AND WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE.
YOU CAN'T MAKE ME WANT THIS SUPER SOLDIER SANDWICH, TOO.
YOU CAN'T DO IT.
YOU CAN'T DO IT.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
It's too late for me...!!
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babyjakes · 1 year
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When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then it send to the last ten people in your notifications (anonymously). You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity.
aww hehe yay this is so cute! okay i’m gonna list five people that make me happy!! just some friends i’ve been thinking about, and if i mention you here, consider yourself tagged! (no pressure tho obviously!!)
@super-soldier-sandwich 🩵 kay!!! you’re such a sweetie and i’ve so loved getting to talk with you more over the past few months in our dm’s (even tho i’ve sucked so bad at responding in a timely manner 😔)
@brandycranby 🤍 brandy bby you are my angel my sweetie my honey you just getttt me (and jakey)!!!! love you bby, hope you’re well hehe 🥰
@myrealmstuff 🩷 you are a celebrity to winnie i hope you know that lol, she is always so excited when you send her asks!! it really means a lot to her and me, so thankyou sweet friend!! 🫶
@worksby-d 💛 hi dest 😈 i haven’t been by lately for a poke poke poke (regrettably 😔) but don’t think i’ve forgotten about you, i am hoping the universe generates new crazy cat gifs for me every day so i can really get you good next time 😎 (and i hope you’re well bby!!!)
@evansbby 🖤 still thinking abt chros tbh, and he’s thinking about you too 😏 i DID NOT FAIL TO NOTICE that little thing you let slip in me’s dm’s… okay andy “hater”… you know i used to act like i “hated” the cute older boys in church group too.. i think i know exactly who you are… mayhaps it takes one to know one… 😏
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scoops-stevie-archive · 11 months
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I saw your tag! I tossed a message in a mottle in the bay once with my phone number in it with a letter and it was found a few months later!
ooooohhhhhh don't tempt meeeeeee
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buckyalpine · 7 months
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Bucky x civilian reader
Some angst with all the fluff
You needed cuddles. It was one of those days. Nothing was particularly wrong, you just needed to be held. Specifically by a certain super soldier. Bucky had been away on missions for the past 2 months, only staying home for a few days in between to recover before he was sent off again, leaving you alone in the large compound. Tony had been more than welcoming, happy to let you live with Bucky where you'd be safest.
You'd waited all day for him to get home so you could jump into his arms and snuggle up against his chest, desperate for his warmth. The low rumble of the jet had you running off to the hangar, your feet moving faster than you could comprehend as soon as the doors opened.
"Hi sweetheart" Bucky's voice was muffled as he kissed the top of your head, catching you with ease, chuckling at the way you practically crawled up him, your legs wrapping around his waist. "My pretty girl"
"Missed you" You kept your face tucked against his neck, breathing in his scent, sighing in relief at the fact that he had no injures. You wanted nothing more than to drag Bucky up to your shared bedroom and slip under the covers for some desperate cuddle time, but instead you found yourself being set back down on your feet.
"Missed you too sweets butI gotta finish up some stuff with Steve and I'll see you soon okay?"
Your reunion was short lived as he jogged off behind the captain, both men disappearing around the corner seconds later, leaving you alone again. Your heart sunk as you made your way back inside, shaking off the uneasiness you felt.
Cuddles. You just wanted some cuddles.
But his job was to save lives, keep the world safe and you were just a civilian. Nothing you did compared the the danger he put himself through on a daily basis, you had no right to burden him by being clingy and annoying, no matter how much you missed him.
You decided to busy yourself by making a snack for the both of you, placing his share on a plate for when his was finished while you ate at the kitchen island. You didn't want to bother Bucky by being overly clingy, glancing at the clock every so often, hoping he'd come down soon. You made your way up to see if Bucky wanted to eat anything, stopping when the sound of booming laughter coming from the conference room caught you off guard.
"Bucky?" You stopped by the conference room where the Sharon, Sam, Steve and Bucky sat, papers scattered across the table though it didn't seem like they were particularly busy, all washed and changed into comfy clothes.
"Hey doll, be done in a bit" Bucky smiled while the others greeted you, going back to looking over their mission report.
"Just wondered if you were hungry" You placed a sandwich and some cookies in front of him, hoping he'd take a break and hang out with you for a bit but instead he thanked you with a kiss to your hand.
You left the group to their task, putting on a movie n your bedroom to pass the time, still glancing over at the clock as minutes had turned into an hour.
Then two.
You found yourself holding onto his pillow, your throat oddly tight as if you were fighting against your body's attempt to release all your pent up emotions.
You needed your boyfriend.
You weren't sure why. You missed him so much and the gnawing anxiety you had been feeling all day kept growing with each second he wasn't there to make you feel better.
You felt awful because you had no reason to feel this way yet it only seemed to get worse. Around dinner time, you didn't bother going down, dragging yourself out of bed to change into your pjs and trudging down the hall in hopes that the team would be wrapping up.
It wasn't uncommon for post mission meetings to take a full today but surely they could excuse Bucky from this one at least for a little while. The scent of take out carried down the hall making you stomach rumble sending your emotions tumbling down further. You hesitantly stepped into the room where they were still gathered.
"Will you come to bed soon?" You asked hopefully, shuffling on your feet while Bucky set down the papers he was skimming over. Steve and Sam looked over at you with apologetic smiles while Sharon walked over with a tray of coffee cups.
"I'm a little busy y/n, I'll come up soon, alright?" Bucky glanced over his shoulder to where you stood with your soft pjs and fluffy slippers, not catching the way your face fell as he grabbed a mug and hummed, "we still have to go over a bit more of today's footage, give me about an hour"
"You'll come in an hour?" Your bottom lip jutted out slightly, unable to control the tiny pout that made its way to your face.
"Promise love, an hour and not a minute longer, wait up for me okay?"
"Alright" You kissed his cheek before bidding the rest of them good night, ignoring the way your chest felt tight, not having the guts to tell your boyfriend that you needed him right then and there. You curled up under the sheets, tossing and turning, the bed feeling entirely too empty when you knew he was home, the faint light of the clock staring at you in the face.
You waited and waited, the lonely feeling settling deeper in the pit of your stomach as one hour turned into two. You could hear the sound of laugher from the conference room again as more time passed.
He wasn't coming.
****
Bucky hadn't noticed the time as he chuckled over a video of Sam falling out of the air, snorting each time Sharon replayed it. As soon as the mission was over, he wanted nothing more than to spend the day with you but he figured it would be best to get the mission reports out of the way first. Nothing made him happier than being home, especially when the first thing he saw was your happy face.
He munched on a fortuned cookie, scribbling down his signature on the last few sheets of paper, getting up and stretching before glancing over at the clock, his eyes growing wide when he saw the time.
Shit.
****
Hot tears started to trickles across the side of your face and onto the pillow, no longer contained by your rapid blinking. You froze at the sound of the door creaking open, the faint light from the hall pouring into the room making you bury yourself into the sheets further.
"Doll?" Bucky quietly shut the door behind him, his heart sinking at the sight of the little ball wrapped up under a heap of blankets, the sound of your muffled sniffles breaking his heart further.
"Oh angel" He strode over, slipping under the covers to wrap his arm around you, your tear stained face stayed pressed against the pillow, your arms wrapped around yourself with how badly you wanted to be held. "What's wrong love"
"M-missed you. Just wanted cuddles" Your voice came out a strained whimper, melting into a sob when he pulled you into his chest, stroking up and down your back. "Missed you so much"
"M'sorry love, I'm so so sorry" Bucky cooed, feeling more guilty and awful than ever for neglecting you and not paying attention to the time, squeezing you to his body as if you'd disappear if he let go. "M'here babygirl"
"I didn't want to bother you" You hiccupped while Bucky hushed you, shaking his head, blinking back is own tears as he kissed your dampened cheeks, before cradling your head to his chest again, the steady beat of his heart calming you down.
"Never, you'd never bother me angel, you're my priority, you always come first" Bucky's voice grew shaky, the realization of how much he missed you as well hitting him all at once, feeling the soft warmth of your body against his, the scent of your shampoo, the feeling of being home. "You deserve all the cuddles my sweet little bunny, all the cuddles in the world"
You whimpered while Bucky slipped his hoodie off, letting you rest against his bare skin, holding you securely. He frowned at the sound of your tummy rumbling, pulling away making you whine, his fingers tilting your chin to meet his eyes.
"Did you eat dinner baby?"
"I was waiting for you" You whispered while Bucky internally smacked himself, he had half a mind of letting Steve use him for training instead of their industrial punching bag. The blonde would certain be on board if he found out.
"Come here my love, let me make you dinner" Bucky scooped you up in his arms, carrying you down to the kitchen where he set you onto the counters before quickly putting together his ma's pasta recipe, one of the few meals you'd live off of. He plated a bowl and taking you right back upstairs where he fed you while keeping you tucked in his lap, kissing you between giving you bites.
"Promise you'll drag me out by the ear next time baby, I'd drop everything in a heart beat for you" Bucky cupped your face in his hands after you'd finished eating, still feeling immensely guilty, especially when you asked for so little. " Especially when you want cuddles?"
"You'll cuddle me any time?" you asked curiously while he chuckled, pulling the sheets to cover you both, once again hugging you close to his body, this time the both of you shirtless, bare skin pressed against each other.
"Any time love. Could be in the middle of a mission, I'll find us an secret place to snuggle"
"Any time?"
He turned off the alarm that was already set to wake him up for training, kissing your forehead before closing his eyes.
"Any time"
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bookbrokelibrarian · 2 months
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What A Rush
141 x cook!reader
Warning: swearing, inaccurate medical opinion?, anger, fighting, somewhat suggestive at the end, but comforting.
A/n: okay I’m on a roll I might slow down now. Enjoy!!
F!reader!!
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You were furious.
Absolutely livid.
You have a total of ten crew members, the ones that always stay and rookies that are on kitchen duty.
Five of the ones that stay are Lottie, Paul, Sevan, Marco and Jason.
The other five vary from men and women soldiers that get swapped out every shift.
You always want the first five inside the kitchen. It’s easy to have seasoned cooking hands helping you than some that switch out too often.
Thankfully you found a way to organize who is put on what shift. They are required to read a quick and short handbook on basic kitchen safety and communication amongst the cooks.
So you usually get the same exchange of people but at different times.
But you can’t always assume things will run well if they’re in your kitchen so you have them helping you on dishes and switching trays. Easy peasy!
You often find yourself giving them a small apology before tasking them with such
You know they’re capable of flipping a pancake, or cutting vegetables, or assembling sandwiches.
But it’s always met with a “no worries!” “Of course!”
They know you don’t want to undermine them.
In the kitchen, you are a captain. Price lets you know as much.
So breakfast happens and you were fine. Temp crew was super easy, you and Lottie talked about Val fest, and she asked you about your crushes.
“You’d love them all at once don’t fucking lie-“
“Lottie!!”
“You take the 4 in 141 literal don’t you?” She cackles as you furiously tap on her arm to shut her up.
All in what you considered the privacy of the empty women’s bathroom before preparing back to the kitchen for lunch.
And everything was fine.
But then she came in.
Little miss know-it-all.
Miss I’m better than a measly dishwasher.
Oh-HohO
You’re currently sitting in Price’s office, still cooling off from the screaming match you just were dragged out of.
Despite your anger you did feel bad.
They just got back from a mission the night before, and were taking the day off.
But Soap and Ghost wanted to see you.
And found you ready to rip someone’s head off.
So now Ghost and Price are staring at you with hard glares, mostly up because she’s in there.
Miss Copper from HR is there as well.
“Crook. Tell us what happened.”
“She completely undermines her crew-!”
“Little shit was completely out of fucking line-“
“Oh sue me I was trying to protect myself!”
“You weren’t allowed in the kitchen and caused an accident-“
“Are you dumb?! It’s called KITCHEN DUTY-!”
“You are such a fucking CHILD.”
“Enough!”
The two of you huff and sit back in your seats, arms crossed.
“I’m going to ask again. And I want the person I’m asking- to answer. Am I clear?”
“Yes.”
“Not you, Crook.”
He points at the other soldier.
“Am. I. Clear?”
Her mouth is hung open, and as if she’s about to say anything else, Ghosts gaze hardens.
It’s a cold, deadly gaze.
“I…yes…sir.”
“Crook. What happened?”
You sigh, “can I start from the beginning?”
“Please do.”
“Okay-“
So you start with the issues after breakfast.
You noticed a lot more people in the mess hall than normal for lunch and it was cause a lot of people that day didn’t want to go out to eat.
That’s fine, you were sure you had enough for the sudden increase.
And truthfully you did.
If your temp crew stuck to the portions they should serve the soldiers you’d be fine!
And then she came in. Late.
“You Feymore?”
She’s joking with another recruit, and he’s acknowledging you, while nervously looking back from her to you.
She a not even noticing you
“Uhm, hello?”
With a snap of your fingers and an unamused stare, you finally get her attention.
“Oh- yeah that’s me.”
“You’re late.”
“Yeah they had me switch over here cause someone put me on a chore that was already covered.”
You sigh, her name was on the roster when you were checking who you were missing. She knew she was supposed to be here.
“Not my issue, get to the sink and wash your hands. I need you gloved up and in a hairnet.”
“I have to wear a-“
“Yes. Just cause your hair is in uniform doesn’t mean you’re not required to wear the sanitation required equipment. Hurry up, now.”
You hear her scoff as you turn, a mean look gets thrown her way as the recruit from earlier mutters an apology to you switch an empty tray.
“You’re the temp leader for today alright? Watch her.”
He nods, taking over the station.
A few minutes later, Jason comes in swearing.
“What’s that look, Jase?”
“Feymore’s running out of grub on her station too fast.”
“What?”
You have Lottie take over the fryer as Jase is trying to speed up the cooking process for the chicken sandwiches.
“Don’t burn yourself, Jase these things are hot!” You’re calling out as you walk into the hall.
You peek over everyone’s shoulder. As you reach the temp leader, Grant, as you found his name to be, tells you he’s been telling Feymore to relax with her portions.
So you stand next to him and watch.
She flirts with the male soldiers, if they flirt back and ask for a little more food she gives them another TWO scoops or helpings.
If a female soldier comes around, she is silent and returns to the right portions. She fucking knows what she’s doing.
“Thanks, Grant, you’re doing great.” He gets a pat on the back.
You walk up behind her, watching her laugh and giggle as the male soldier wiggles his brows at her.
When his eyes land on you, he blushes. “Hi Crook…”
“Collins. You’re not fraternizing with my crew to get more than your friends here right?”
He feigns a gasp as the female soldier next to him, Martins, laughs.
“Crook we’ve been here for a minute I just want my food.” She whines, a smile still on her face.
You turn to Feymore, grabbing a the tongs to the wedges in front of you.
“Things that get picked up with tongs are two pinches. One if it’s a hearty amount of pasta. Spoons is one full scoop.”
“I know.”
“Do you?”
You stare at her face as he looks away, embarrassment on her face.
“Aw Im sorry I didn’t mean to get her in trouble, Crook.”
“Go on Collins, enjoy your lunch, there’s no trouble here.”
The line continues as you have to stand there and supervise her serving the soldiers. The tempo is back to normal and the pacing of the food doesn’t need to pick up.
“Feymore, if I hear your serving more food than you should or I have to watch you like a child- you’re switching with Parker on dishes. We clear?”
You don’t get words back, just a hum.
But then she has to get switched anyways.
And now she’s in the sink area, a little ways out of the kitchen. The kitchen is huge yes, but with people moving, and switching positions, and plating, it can get cramped very fast.
So when you notice that she’s in the door way and not at the sinks where she should you can help the growl in your voice.
“Feymore just what the hell are you doing?”
“There’s no dishes to clean.”
“Where’s Barker?”
“I don’t know.”
Jason groans out. “Barkers out getting the fucking dishes, you should be doing that too.”
Paul also tries to pass through, but she’s blocking his way.
“Excuse me-“
“I can help in the kitchen.”
“Feymore get out of the fucking way you’re blocking my cooks!”
She turns and motions to her side. “He has all this fucking space!”
Paul yells, and I mean yells. He’s a dad of fucking five. He has little to no room for disrespect. “I SAID MOVE.”
She jumps and scoots out of his way, Lottie letting out a snicker in response.
“Why don’t you have us in here too?”
“You’re not a cook.”
“I’m on kitchen duty-“
“You’re not a cook-“
“You think I can’t make a fucking burger or something?”
“Sevan, get her out of here.”
Sevan begins to hold his arm out, as if hearding her out of the kitchen before she grabs that arm and flips him.
In slow motion everyone stopped and watches as Sevans leg pushes Jason and the latters arm slides on the grill.
A scream of pain is peeling out of the guy.
“Give me room- MOVE!”
You and Paul help Jase to the sinks twisting on the cold water faucet and dragging the hose of the sink to splash the cold water on his arm.
None of his skin looks peeled off. At least now. You never seen an arm slide on a fucking grill before.
You turn, stepping into the mess hall out of the entrance in general and cup your hands over your mouth.
“Anyone here a medic?!”
A good chunk of people rise as if answering your question with that alone.
You point to two of them to follow you to the sinks and they take over, hurrying Jason out to get to the med bay.
You hear Lottie shouting in the kitchen and you swing the door open
“GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN NOW.”
“FUCK YOU. SICKING ONE OF YOUR COOKS ON ME. I’M A SOLDIER-“
“YOU’RE A CHILD. IGNORANT AND PUTTING PEOPLE IN DANGER.”
She scoffs and walks out into the mess hall ripping off her hairnet.
“DO YOU KNOW HOW GOOD I AM AT WHAT I DO TO GET HERE?! I KNOW HOW-“
“I DONT GIVE A SHIT IF YOU WERE A FUCKING CAPTAIN. MY COOK IS IN PAIN- YOU DON’T LISTEN TO ORDERS- YOU’RE FLIRTING WITH HALF THE PEOPLE THAT COME ACROSS YOU-“
“YOU ARE SUCH A BITCH-“
“BETTER THAN SOME BARRACKS BUNNY-“
“YOU THINK YOU’RE SO HIGH N MIGHTY BEING SUCH A DICK RIDER FOR THE TEAM-“
Just as you reeled your hand back to deck her, a rough set of hands grabs your wrist and pushes you against their chest, making you walk some distance back.
You see that Grant and another soldier have Feymore, holding her back by her arms.
“Easy!” A gruff, Scottish voice reaches you. “Ea-sY- shit lass, stop fuckin fightin me-“
You somehow managed to shove him off, marching your way back to the woman, before another set of hands pick you up, hurrying out of the hall.
“Get off!”
“Shut it-! STOP FUCKING MOVING!”
Your eyes shoot to Soap, yelling at the hall to pay no mind to you and at the two holding Feymore to bring her outside to cool off.
They get you to the rec room, locking the door behind them before setting you down.
The whole way there you were pushing on the Lieutenants shoulder, beating his back to let you down, to let you at her.
When you’re on your feet you shove him back as hard as you can, not doing much but Soap passes him and grabs hold of your wrist.
“Stop-“ you go to push him too, “no. No! You’re not pushin me away.”
The growl in his voice has you focus on him.
“Good girl- there she is. Breath.”
You rip your arms out of his grasp, walking away from both of them.
“What the fuck are you doing here? You two were supposed-“
“What the fuck was that?”
You stare at Ghost, still heaving.
“What?”
“You’re not a soldier. We can’t reprimand you like a recruit. You’re a staff member. Shite like this gets you kicked outta base.”
“Aye— Bonnie this isn’t good.”
You run your fingers through your hair, before resting your face in your hands.
Then suddenly you shoot back up. “I need to see Jason-“
“Your cook will be fucking fine. You have to answer some questions.”
Soap sits you down and plops next to you. You feel your eyes grow watery.
“Am I gonna lose my job?”
“No.”
Your eyes meet Soaps.
“Ghost wouldn’t let that happen. Would you, L.T.”
Ghost hums in agreement.
“Course not. But I’ll need one hell of a story to keep you here.”
You lean back on the sofa, feeling Soaps hand squeeze your thigh as you wipe your tears.
“I’ll call Price, love. You just cool down.” Ghost had walked to where you head hung off the sofa and poked your head. “Hang in there.”
And now. Here you are.
“So that was that.” You had left out the part of the Lieutenant and the Sergeant staying behind with you in the rec room. Instead stating that they let you in the room to cool down. That was all.
“Feymore was that all true?”
“No!” She starts.
“She had me switch from different stations too often, and she hovers like a fucking helicopter parent! I don’t know how anyone in that kitchen gets things done!”
The captain just hums in response.
“Miss Copper. You mentioned having to ask some questions?”
Miss Copper was writing on a notepad, before she clicks her pen off. “Miss (L/n) is it often these issues happen?”
“No.”
“Were there warnings given?”
“Yes.”
“You gave the kitchen duty recruits no access to the kitchen?”
“I did not.”
“Why is that again?”
You wipe your sweaty palms against your pants. “The cooks I have in my kitchen are trained and know safety like the back of their hands. The soldiers you provide already have their hands in tough condition I thought giving them simple tasks wouldn’t be that big an issue.
“Given the circumstances that we handle the kitchen perfectly well, and we didn’t want a repeat of the mess created by the rookies a while back, I have the temp crew help me in the mess hall. Even stretch.”
Miss Copper hums.
“Very well.”
And then she turns to Feymore.
“Miss Feymore, you were late to your duties?”
“Yes but-“
“And said you were scheduled somewhere else?”
“Well I was but-“
“Where was that?”
Feymore feigned a look of thought by before she waved her hand. “Uhh inventory.”
“Today is Tuesday.”
“Yes.”
“That’s a Wednesday job.”
“Oh…”
“Besides that, were you not prepared with gloves and hair net before you entered?”
“No, Crook never gave me anything-“
“You have to get them from the sink area.”
“I was not made aware of that.”
Miss Copper looks at Ghost, handing him a folder.
“This here’s your list yeah?”
“Y-Yes…”
“Says here, kitchen duty. In parentheses, ‘please acquire any sanitary equipment from sink area.’”
“I…missed that.”
“‘S alright. Easy to miss eh?”
“Heh…yeah.”
“So then, now that that’s all explained.” Price interlocks his fingers in front of him as his elbows rest on the desk.
“Mind explaining why you openly attacked a staff member in the kitchen?”
Feymore sputters before sitting up straight. “I was protecting myself.”
“Oh? Did he strike you?”
“No but he was going to put his hands on me”
“I see.” He looks at you. “She claimed to the hall that you sent one of your cooks at her?”
“I asked Sevan to get her out of the kitchen. He had no intention of grabbing her. Just held his arm out and tried to get her outside.”
“You mind showing me what he was doing when he walked up to you? Feymore?”
She gets up, and stands on one end of the floor, her arms are to her side before she speed walks to the other side and does a swing motion with her arm.
“Oh give me a break-“
“Crook-“
“That’s what he did.”
“He didn’t even touch you-“
“Stop!”
You run a hand down your face, and spoke up again. “Sevan had his arm out. It was like a dog hearding sheep into a coral. He never touched her!”
“I’ve heard enough.”
The two of you wait as he looks at Miss Copper.
“Any reprimands for my staff?”
“Not from me. Sounds like your soldier was defying direct orders from that in charge of the kitchen. The only think I see fit for the staff is a warning.”
She looks at you with a hard stare, yet her eyes are soft. “Watch that temper, (L/n). I would hate to write you up.”
“Yes ma’am. Thank you.”
“As for you.” Price focuses on Feymore. “You’re on thin fucking ice. No chores for you tomorrow. You’ll be running laps and drills till sundown.”
Feymore’s jaw drops.
“And, you’ll help Crook with dishes after dinner rush. That alright with you, Crook?”
“As long as she listens.”
When dinner is over and the dishes are clean your called to Price’s office again. This time Gaz is in there.
“You wanted to see me?”
“Yes, (Y/n). Sit down.”
You see Gaz stand and offer his seat, and as you sit he goes to the door and closes the blinds, locking the door.
You furrow your brow, looking at Price.
“Uh…did I do something?”
“No. At least-“
“Nothing we haven’t heard about.”
“Oh you heard bout that?”
“Oh yeah. I would have done something about if I was there for lunch. I was just here to get something for breakfast though.”
“Oh!” You gave a shy smile, “you should’ve said hi.”
“I know and I’m sorry I didn’t.”
Then he looks at the ground, licking his lips and back up at Price.
“All though, I was just telling Price that uh…we heard Feymore mentioned a nasty little comment. Do you remember what that is?”
You frowned again before a sudden realization hit you.
‘-BEING SUCH A DICK RIDER FOR THE TEAM-‘ runs in your head.
“Oh…oh am I… I getting too friendly-?”
“No sweetheart no.” Gaz coos, bending on a knee and grabbing your hand.
“We just wanted you to know we’ve talked to her already about such comments. Shouldn’t be an issue. And if you hear anything about it come and tell us. We’ll handle it.”
Price leans forward, “Gaz here also mentioned uh…something he heard passing the women’s room. Sounded like you and that one nice gal, Lottie is it?”
And your blood freezes.
Your heart sinks.
They know.
“I- I don’t-“
“I think I heard… ‘you really take the 4 in 141 literal don’t you?’ Is that familiar?”
You can’t help but swallow hard, at your sudden dry throat. “I…I’m sorry…”
“Sorry for?”
“I’m just…I’m really sorry- I don’t mean to be unprofessional…”
Price rises from his desk, and crouches in front of your seat. Gaz tucks a piece of hair behind your ear which has your head spin in confusion. Are they mad? Or what’s going on?
And then there’s a very specific knock on the door, as Gaz walks over, peeks through the door and mutters a ‘right on time’
He opens the door, letting in Soap and Ghost.
“Okay-“ you shakily let out, standing up. “What the fuck-“
It wasn’t that you were scared no. You were worried they were all here to ridicule you.
To laugh.
To call you pathetic.
But it doesn’t happen…
“Darling relax-“
“No- don’t fucking do that. It’s not fucking funny-“
“It’s not funny to us either its for real-“
“No. You guys are…this is too much.”
“Dove, just breath.”
“This isn’t something that can just happen-“
“Then tell us.”
Ghost has a rumble in his chest, as he speaks oh so softly.
“Tell us you don’t want us. We’ll leave you be. We’ll go back to normal.”
Gaz’s hand is outstretched to you. And Price is watching you carefully.
“It’s your choice Bonnie. We were just planning on telling ya s’alright. We feel the same.”
“You don’t have to say anything now.” Price, cuts in. “Just know…there’s nothin to be ashamed about. Alright?”
Your breath gets caught in your throat. And Gaz lets a squeeze of your hand bring you back. “Alright, Dove?”
With one glance at his pleading beautiful eyes,
Your melting.
And find your self whispering a small “alright.”
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A/n: heh- hehehe- I told you guys I make shit everyone’s problem. It seemed most ppl voted for the ‘fuck it go crazy’ option so this is where the story will lead.
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kittybeansbarnes · 3 months
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Imagine making Bucky an Instagram and he starts scrolling through reels and comes across a post that’s like “if we mention your friends name they own you a chicken sandwich” and Sam’s name pops up so Bucky sends it to him and just keeps hounding Sam like
“Where’s my chicken sandwich”
“Man what are you talking about? Chicken sandwich?”
“Yeah the lady in the red shirt said so. She said if we say your friends name they owe you a sandwich. So where’s my sandwich Samuel?”
“Bucky they just say those things to get people to interact with their posts. I don’t owe you shit”
“Well I hardly think they lady would lie Sam. She’s got kind eyes”
Sam just rolls his eyes and walks away into the kitchen tapping your shoulder and heading to get a drink from the fridge.
“Can’t you control what your man watches please. He thinks I owe him a sandwich”
You give him a confused face as he walks out of the kitchen after getting a drink passing by Bucky who’s just glares him as he leaves.
“Ummm…what?”
Bucky walks up to you and drops a kiss on your forehead asking you more questions he’s had about instagram.
“So is it true?”
You blink at him “is what true?”
He frowns “did the woman lie to me?”
“Umm?”
“The one in the red shirt baby”
“Bucky im going to need more than that”
He sighs and pulls up the video like you taught him secretly cheering himself on for remembering how to do it on his own
You raise a brow at him and look at the video playing on the screen your confusion lifting once you see the Lady he was referring to say Sam’s name making you laugh and Bucky frown
“So she did lie. Sam doesn’t owe me a sandwich?” :(
You lift his face and give him a soft peck on the lips
“I’m sorry baby.”
He sighs sadly shifting away from you and looking longingly out the window. “I really wanted that sandwich. I don’t know if I’ll ever trust again” he says dramatically peeking out the corner of his eye to see if you’re falling for it.
You roll your eyes with a big smile on your face at his silliness. Turning his head towards yours “come on silly let’s go get you that sandwich. My treat” his face lights up as he jumps from the couch and runs into Sam’s room to gloat
“HAHAHAH IM GETTING A SANDWICH AND YOURE NOT”
“WHAT- OH MAN GET OUT OF HERE. STOP JUMPING ON MY BED”
You laugh as you pass by the room Bucky ran out of. An amused Sam peeking his head out to look at the running super soldier.
“Soooo can you get me a sandwich too?”
“In your dreams Samuel”
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This was funnier in my head idk :3
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winterarmyy · 4 months
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Random fluffy blurb of Bucky helping the reader with her breast-pumping routine.
i have never been pregnant so i'm sorry for the incorrect terminology and such but...
Hear me out, like, she supposed to breast pump her milk like every couple of hours which means she needs to wake up in the middle of the night too.
But that ain't happening today when her precious 3 months old baby caught a fever and has been crying all day, feeling discomfort and unable to sleep. To make it worst, Bucky's not there to help. He was supposed to be home yesterday, but he was on a mission and the jet he flew on had some kind of technical issues.
Now, he was stuck in somewhere in Europe.
As a new mom, she was still clumsy and unfamiliar with taking care of a baby. Much less a sick one at that. She had been anxious the whole day, worrying if what she was doing was helping the baby at all. When the her precious little one keeps wailing on and on, she couldn't help but to cry as well. She felt helpless; somehow incompetent.
Bucky on the other hand, begs to differ, and he keeps on reassuring her through their video call. Saying that she's doing great and that he was proud of her for holding her grounds so well.
He promised that he'll be home soon.
And soon it was, when Bucky quietly slipped into their apartment at around 2am in the morning. Judging how calm it was, he assumed that his wife and baby was asleep.
So, he took the liberty to clean up for a bit. He could see the traces of chaos and panic left behind from y/n's attempt to take care of the baby; it made Bucky wished that he had never gone to the mission.
After tossing the dirty baby clothes in the washing machine, putting away the half eaten sandwich, and propped the dishes in the dishwasher, he decided to check on y/n first before visiting his poor, sick baby.
But turns out he didn't have to; not when he saw his little bundle was joy sleeping on his bed with y/n curled soundly beside her. His two best girls. Bucky's chest swelled with utter joy and indescribable pride just by looking at them.
While he revelled at the view, the light popped up from the screen of y/n's phone caught his attention. It was an alarm to remind herself to pump her milk. Good thing, Bucky managed to slide the alarm off before the sound become louder, or else the baby will wake up for sure.
Sometimes, Bucky thinks that his little one seemed to get his super soldier hearing ability from him; even though Banner debunked his speculations with the DNA test results that stated that his baby did not have, not even a drop of the super serum, in her blood.
Good thing that Bucky had showered and cleaned up before he flew home. He just had to stripped into his sleepwear and went straight to plant multiple of light kisses on his daughter's chubby cheeks and tiny hands. Satisfied, he made his way around and out to grab the breast pump kit. He placed it on the night stand next to y/n's side and started to prepare it.
Though he was planning not to wake y/n up and help her with the pumping, it was as if her body remembered the schedule. She stirred even before Bucky touched her and her eyes squinted upon awaken.
"Hey, sweetheart." Bucky whispered lovingly. He took the opportunity of her moving around, to lift her up a little, just enough for him slip behind her on the bed. She whined and hummed as he positioned her body to lay on him as his back leaned his back to the headboard.
Bucky firmly pull her back against his chest when she spoke, "Hi, Bucky. When did you get home?" Her voice was hoarse, but quiet enough to make it sound soft.
Bucky wrapped his arm around her waist, slighty squeezing her when he kissed her cheek, "Just now." His lips travelled to her jaw, "I missed you so much, doll. And our baby." She smiled before replying that they missed him too.
Relishing in his pampering touch, she let out a sigh before declaring that she has to get up. Bucky didn't budge at all, let alone letting her move. She claimed that she needed to pump her milk, since she barely got to do it today; but, if her eyes was not as heavy as they were, she would've see that Bucky had it all prepared.
Her heart burst with appreciation as she thanked him; she wondered what has she done to deserve such a thoughtful husband; preparing her breast pump kit so she didn't have to leave the bed and all. But what she didn't know was Bucky didn't even want her to lift a finger.
"I got you, mama." He whispered as his fingers traces the button of her pyjama shirt. He popped it off one by one, slowly revealing her covered chest while his mouth never stopped spewing the sweetest things in her ears.
He undid the front hook of her bra, letting her soft heavy breasts spill out of it's confinement. She let out a shuddered moan when his hand went up and gave a gentle squeeze on boobs. Bucky chuckled lovingly when she almost gasped when he rolled her nipples in between his fingers.
After getting an annoyed growl from her, Bucky swiftly went back to his original objective as he placed the cups on each side of nipples and let the machine do its thing.
And after such a long day of self-induced stress, y/n simply melts into a puddle of pleasure and relief as her husband pampered her with praises and gentle kisses.
"Thank you, sweetheart. For giving birth to our baby, for taking care of her."
"You're such a good mama."
"I couldn't ask for more."
"I'm so proud of you."
Every kiss felt as if Bucky was kissing something so delicate and precious; his soft lips travelled from the back of her ear, along her neckline, her shoulders and back again to the crook of her neck.
She leaned back to get closer, even if there was no space in between them, wanting more of his lips, his touch. Wait. Why is he not wrapping his arms around her? She peeked down to see both of his hands were occupied on holding the pumps, "Y'know Bucky, you don't need to hold it all the time." She reminded him.
He was well aware that there was a bra that can hold the cups in place but he refused to use it.
First of all, he loves her boobs.
They're absolutely fantastic, absoultely phenomenal. So why would he want to let the bra be the cockblocker from letting him see them?
And, he also knew that she hates to wear bras, the only reason she wears them now were mostly because her milk keeps leaking out. So any chance to have her boobs out, Bucky would take it. Besides, he absolutely has plans to do after he finished pumping her.
"I know, mama. But, this is easier." He said.
y/n titled her head back to peek a look at her husband, "Easier?"
Bucky's lips curved into his signature smirk before he hummed, "Yes. Easier for daddy suck on your sweet nipples later."
And i---
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hi, i hope you're doing okay!
so look i know your requests are closed but i just had an ✨insight✨while reorganizing my room today and i couldn't stop thinking about it, so i decided to write it down here cause either i'd forget it like tomorrow. you don't need to do it, obviously, but if you will, take your time.
so. fem!reader and bucky, established relationship (maybe married) and she's pregnant but she doesn't know cause it's like, super early, she didn't even have morning sickness yet. and mr. super-soldier-enhanced-hearing can hear the baby's heart as soon as it starts beating and he's like confused at first but when he realizes what it is he starts crying and hugging her waist and she's like "buck? you okay love?" and he says "you're pregnant honey, we're having a baby!" bucky's super emotional and thrilled and beyond happy he starts laughing through the tears. he gets super protective of her and her belly but like always pampering her making sure she's drinking enough water and eating and going out at three am to but something shes craving and he's like, super excited to shout to the world he got his girl pregnant with his baby. and he starts sleeping with his head on her belly just listening to the baby's heartbeat as a lullaby.
(he's gonna be the best dad i just know it <3)
hii angel!! love it!! I did change some things, hope that’s okay. thanks for requesting and hope you like it💌
>requests now open<
EXTRA GRILLED CHEESE.
bucky barnes x fem!reader
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summary. bucky has suspicions that you might be pregnant
For the last week, Bucky had an expression you struggled to place - his face often pulled together with intrigue, brows quizically furrowed when around your company. At first, it seemed normal to you - his infamous resting bitch face, but the more he wore it around you, the more you started to worry. 
You often felt as though you were bothering him with your talking, the features on his face unusually hard and rigid as he listened to you. It was a silly thought, really - he's your husband. He'd tell you if he needed a minute of quiet. 
But the harder you looked, the more you began to realise his face wasn't that of judgment, but instead inspection - like he was analysing you.
Elbows resting on the kitchen island, you lean over the countertop, getting closer to Bucky sitting on the other side.
"Another one?" you ask, reaching for his empty plate.
He wryly smiles. "Only if you are."
"One is never enough," you chuckle sweetly, pulling the ingredients back out of the fridge - collecting everything you need for grilled cheese. "Might do a few more— been really hungry lately. That cool with you?"
Bucky hums softly, head tilted to the side as he watches you - completely smitten. That confusing expression long gone. 
"I got it," he stands, moving around the island to you on the other side. "I got the rest. You sit, honey."
You smile cutely, stepping aside and sitting on the countertop - allowing your husband's help. "What do you want to do tonight? Movie and snacks?"
He places the sandwiches in the pan and moves to stand between your legs - slotting his lower half between. Giving you a chaste kiss, he smiles, eyes soft as he looks over you. "Sounds good. Will have to go to the store though— don't have enough in."
"We can go after this?" you offer.
He hums, kissing you sweetly. He pulls back, eyes darting over you. "We'll stop past the pharmacy first. Gotta pick something up."
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Back within the comfort of home, you and Bucky begin to put away the items from the store - bags open on the worktop as you rummage through them, standing side by side. 
Bucky stills and turns to face you, reaching into his pocket. "I uh..." he pauses and clears his throat. "I picked this up while you were looking at things in the pharmacy," he starts, pulling out a small rectangular box. "Feels stupid, I don't know," he shrugs, not confident with the direction of his proposal. 
Your eyes flicker from the box in his hand and up to his face, looking over him inquisitively. "A pregnancy test?" you ask, taking it from his light hold.
"Feels like I'm insulting you," he chuckles bashfully, stepping closer to you. "It's just... I have this feeling," he says softly, extending his hands to rest on either side of your face. "You don't have to take it."
"No— no, I do— I think. I want to. It's just that..." you exhale faintly. "We haven't really spoken about this for a while. What if it's not the result we want? What if we don't like what we see on the test?" you ask anxiously, fiddling with the box.
Bucky pauses, a soft smile on his face as he tilts your face back up - making you look up at him again. "We have time," he says sweetly. "If we don't like what we see, there are changes— there's other options," he solidifies his reassurance with a kiss. "I'll be happy with either result."
"Should I do it now?" you ask, looking down at the box.
"You do it when you're ready, honey. Doesn't have to be now, doesn't have to be today."
Briefly reading over the writing, you feel a slight swell in your heart. It all felt so daunting. You knew this was something you'd both eventually want, but the idea of it beginning now was enough to make you feel queasy. Everything was going so well in your lives, and this was such a big step in your marriage - you were just scared of what the result would do to you both.
With a deep inhale, you shrug sweetly, feigning bravado. "Piece of cake."
"Piece of cake," he repeats, kissing your temple. 
Stepping aside, you walk into the bathroom - box clutched in hand as you read through the directions. The heavy thumping in your ears distracting you from understanding it all. 
After following the instructions, you place the stick aside on some toilet paper and call in your husband, moving to sit on the edge of the bath. Without missing a beat, Bucky steps into the small room, eyes focused on yours as he walks to sit beside you - slipping his hand into yours assuringly. His large hand enveloping yours. 
You sit in uneasy quiet for what feels like an hour, each of your brains whirling with thoughts and ideas and questions - the noise far too loud in your minds. 
Then, finally, after a while, your timer goes off, the obnoxious sound interrupting you both from your fazed-out states.
"You look."
"Are you sure?" he asks, holding your hand as you both stand.
You hum anxiously, nodding at him.
With one hand tightly in yours, the other reaches for the little stick - fingers loosely wrapping around it. Bucky stills, the features on his face slowly softening.
"What does it say?"
He nods faintly, his brows curving up in the middle. "Positive," he murmurs, the shock evident in the way his tone wavers. "It's positive."
"Positive?" you repeat, your expression widening.
He hums, enveloping you in a tight embrace - pressing kisses into your cheek. 
"We're having a baby," you mutter, voice cracking slightly.
"Yeah," he nods, pulling back to look over your face - checking you were okay with it all as he is. "We're having a baby," he echos you, cupping your cheeks.
"You're okay with this?" you ask, focus blurring from a few stray tears.
He nods firmly. "Of course," he chuckles, his tearline slowly filling. "Are you?"
"Yeah," you laugh lightly, nodding - the gentle grip of his hands moving with the soft motion of your head.
"I'll give you everything you want. Everything you need— I'll get you it all."
You already had everything you wanted.
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rottenpumpkin13 · 18 days
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Out Of Context Things Director Lazard Has Seen On The SOLDIER Floor
• Sephiroth carrying an unconscious, bloody-nosed Genesis in a fireman's carry out of the men's room. When asked, his only response was "Don't worry, he's not dead yet."
• Angeal crawling out of a cupboard in the break room with a neck pillow.
• Zack carrying around an iceberg lettuce, a bottle of ranch and taking bites out of it like a sandwich.
• Genesis rolling around in an office chair using a broomstick as a makeshift paddle.
• Sephiroth and his salad bowl filled with Udon. This has been seen a total of 8 different times.
• Angeal giving Genesis a piggyback ride, Sephiroth giving Zack a piggyback ride, they're having a race.
• Zack hanging up a poster that reads "HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GUY? NOW YOU HAVE :)" and it's just a picture of Cloud Strife.
• Genesis and Angeal stuck on opposite sides of a chinese finger trap while Sephiroth loses his shit, on the floor laughing.
• The following dialogue:
Angeal: Genesis, sit up straight.
Sephiroth: Let him sit gay.
• He walked by Sephiroth's office and he was in there, working at his desk, with 6 glow stick necklaces around his neck.
• Angeal dragging Zack and Cloud by their ears while the pair goes "ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow"
• Genesis sitting in the break room, swirling a glass of wine and completing a coloring book.
• Zack dropping down from an air vent with a super soaker strapped to his back.
• Sephiroth walking around with sunglasses at 9 PM.
• The elevator door opened to Sephiroth, Genesis and Angeal standing there while Genesis' sentence ended with "—and that's why we should adopt a capybara."
• Angeal approaching a sleeping Genesis with a permanent marker.
• Sephiroth casually laying in a hammock he set up in the training facility while the 2nds run drills on their own. When asked if he's ashamed of himself, he replied "I'm ashamed I didn't think of this sooner"
• Genesis pursuing Zack with a megaphone, quoting LOVELESS at the top of his lungs while Zack covers his ears.
• Angeal having a fight with a revolving door and losing.
• Cloud Strife in his infantry uniform, sitting in Sephiroth's office reading a magazine, lemonade in hand, 2 PM on a Tuesday. When asked he said he was answering the phone while Sephiroth was out. The phone was actively ringing during this and he was ignoring it.
• Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal, Zack and Cloud all piled onto a luggage cart, using their legs to maneuver it. Zack is standing up going "HEAVE—HEAVE—HEAVE"
• He's seen either Sephiroth and Genesis minding their own business when all of a sudden the other attacks them.
• Angeal sitting in a cardboard box eating a sandwich. The box says "THE CALM DOWN BOX"
• Sephiroth boiling pasta in the electric kettle in the break room.
• Zack sitting in the Calm Down Box™ with his face literally looking like ">:(" while Angeal stands over him with an electric fly swatter.
• He heard Genesis's loud singing echoing from the men's room, followed by Angeal's quiet "we can't even pee in peace anymore"
• Sephiroth and Genesis sitting in the Calm Down Box™ arguing over the correct pronunciation of "data"
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sukisheadlights · 7 months
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hey there!!! could you make headcanons for all the Voltron guys for when they realize that (she/her) reader is like actually someone they could date/ end up with? like they get turned on by something she did or something like that? you don't have to but thanks for reading anyway </3
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Voltron Paladins realizing Reader is someone they could end up with!
req: yes words: 873 pairing: voltron x reader content: fluff a/n: I was actually planning on writing something similar so thanks for the ask anon! <3
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Keith
Keith isn’t interested in love (until he realizes he can date you) BUT FOR THE MOMENT HE’S NOT!
Both of you are still determining when you got close as well. You protected him once in battle, and since then, you’ve just stuck together.
And he of course protects you when he can because he's grateful you saved his life.
So you guys became friends,,, that was news to Lance btw.
Slowly you let each other into your lives, and now you train together often.
You were never ‘better’ than him at fighting (you actually just made yourself lose sometimes) and Keith sometimes ‘lost’ to make you just a little happy (little did he know hehe)
But today? Oh, you weren’t playing that’s for sure. He was super confused at first, then he was impressed, and then he was turned on. Which is fair because you looked straight out of a magazine, the ‘hot’ sweaty and perfectly messy hair.
When did you get so hot?
And boom. He felt he was on earth again because realization hit him like a TRAIN.
You were his age, and you were hot, and you could totally be a thing. And wtf is wrong with Keith? He's never thought of you like this.
Yeah, so that’s that.
And then he gets all awkward around you, and you guys haven't had a training session together since then. He always conveniently has something to do when you try to ask him.
Goddamnit.
Lance
You’ve been friends with him since the good old garrison days.
You grew to like the dork’s presence
You’ve always known he’s flirty, that’s just Lance.
Getting you flowers (sometimes), flirting with you in the hallways, and even when you’re fighting with the galra.
You always rolled your eyes, scoffed at him, or brushed him off but today?
Violence
You were so ready to mess with him too
You woke up with mischief on your mind
And mischief you created
BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE
OK SO
Lance was flirting with you while fighting the galra
And he expected you to react normally but nooooo
You flirted back
AND THEN YOU WINK AT HIM
SHOOT A GALRA SOLDIER
AND LEAVE !???!!?!!!?!?!?!!?!?
Lance MALFUNCTIONS
Like lance.exe has STOPPED working
DECEASED
Keith’s snickering in the background! (And Shiro too but he won’t admit that, for Lance’s sake)
“Shut it.” is all Lance says for like 10 minutes
You’re hot, He’s hot, and you guys could end up together
You’re a woman now
And you could have him ENTIRELY at his knees.
Hunk
Hunk misses earth
So much
He stops talking as much and wanders around the castle
He didn't think anyone noticed
But you did
And you felt SO bad for him
So when you stop at the mall to get teleduv lenses you seek away
And get the closest possible ingredients to make his favorite treat
Ice cream sandwiches (real)
You’re testing weird white heavy cream adjacent substances and so much more all for him
You might get sick
Oh well
You sneak back and he gives you a weird “Where were you?” look,
But you just ignore
And then you slave away in the kitchen and finally end up with something that’s ice cream sandwich adjacent 
“What’re you making?”
“Ice cream sandwiches”
“Oh for the team? You should have let me help”
“No”
Confused hunk
“It’s just for us” and you hold up an ice cream sandwich for him
His face LIGHTS up and he gladly accepts it
Then you guys sit on the floor and just talk about life and how both of you feel
All night.
It's freaking adorable
He realises how much he adores you, and how he absolutely loves you and all of your little quirks
It doesn’t even matter when the ice cream starts melting, he’d much rather focus on you and talk. Only occasionally taking bites when you do
Pidge
Pidge always knew you were datable
And an amazing person
But she started falling for you when the paladins were trying to tell her to not go find Matt
You stepped in a stood up for her, gaining Shiro’s support.
And then when she was ready to leave she saw you putting your stuff into your lion
“You don’t think I’ll leave you alone, do you?”
She knows it’s because someone will need to be there for her in case Matt is gone
But she doesn’t complain
It’s a silent brewing of love and appreciation
And she’s so grateful to have you in her life
Shiro
When Keith was confused and stuck without Shiro, you stepped up and found him
He was surprised at first
But you took care of him and helped him out as he got better
You were there for him to lean on. Always.
Literally and figuratively 
His appreciation turned into adoration and then his adoration turned into pure, genuine love
Once he was fully healthy again
He’d try to pay it back to you
By protecting you when you went against any threats
ESPECIALLY when you were out of your lion
And then it just becomes a thing where you protect each other
It’s adorable
He loves you and he protects you
And vice versa
Adorable, I say.
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navybrat817 · 2 years
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Going off an earlier tag, I think if if Steve walked in on soldier boy doing bad things, there are two possible scenerios.
Scenerio One
If it was TFA or Ultron Steve, he'd try and reason with Soldier Boy. Try and remind him of all the good he could do in the world. He'd also tell him to quit smoking because it's a disgusting habit because that Steve is a good 'ol boy
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Now, Soldier Boy is just gonna be all -
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Then they'd fight, two gorgeous men using their shields and powers in some mighty fisticuffs until SB realizes all Steve really needs is to get dicked down - that'll help him loosen up *ahem* and it just so happens his dick is up *double ahem* to the job.
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Scenerio Two
Now, if it was Nomad Steve - Lord have mercy!
Nomad is so over being patronized and has learned the power of a good fuck. He's up for anything and with anyone, and with Bucky being tended to elsewhere, he's just ready for a good fight that's gonna end up with him being balls deep inside Soldier Boy.
Now, I don't see SB giving in so easy at first, but when faced with the God that is this man
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He's absolutely going to turn into a crazy cock-slut like the rest of us
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Now, personally I'm rooting for Nomad because - fuck
But I may be convinced to sway the other way in an alternative universe.
Thoughts?
Lovely, I'm happy with both scenarios!
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For the first, I can't help but think Bucky should be there, too. A little vulnerable after Steve rescued him and isn't going anywhere without him. Maybe Soldier Boy ends up inside Steve while Steve is inside Bucky. 🔥
God, can you imagine him as a Howling Commando?
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The second, hehe. Soldier Boy running his mouth after being released in present time and Nomad having none of that. SB would put up a fight for sure and Steve would have fun taking him down.
"'Original superhero' my ass."
Maybe Nomad can attend Herogasm and fuck SB again. 🔥
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Third scenario, no one gets dusted in IW and SB ends up spitroasted between our super soldiers. Again, he may put up a fight, but who doesn't want to be the meat in that sandwich? 😏
*SB to the super soldiers*
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Love and thanks! ❤️
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buckys-wintersoldier · 5 months
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"It's okay to love me."
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Summary: Bucky has been your enemy since your first meeting but something changed after a while.
Warnings: enemies to lovers, but none
Wordcount: 1.7k
Prompt: "It's okay to love me. Please love me."
A/N: The one-shot is written for the 500 Follower special hosted by @vase-of-lilies congratulations to the 500 and thank you for hosting this one. This was really fun to write and I like the prompts so much.
A/N²: Divider made by @firefly-graphics
Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist
Taglist: @nicoline1998enilocin @sergeantbarnessdoll @bucky-barnes-lover @felicitylemon @kandis-mom @ergle-barnes @sweater-bee @cjand10 @identity2212 (want to be tagged? Here)
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"You are such a bitch," , you mumble and show him your middle finger. He just laughs and walks a few steps closer to you, his hand touching your shoulder, and you immediately take a step back.
"Come, doll. You love it, don't you?", he says with a wide smile, leaning closer to you. When you take another step back, your back touches the wall, and you shiver. "Aww, look how your body reacts; so perfect,", Bucky whispers, and he is suddenly just a few inches away from you.
"Shut up,", you mumble, your gaze down, and you fix the floor. Bucky uses his fingers under your chin, so you need to look up at him. His steel blue eyes are looking into yours, and you feel like he knows every thought in your head.
Bucky leans closer, and his breath brushes over the sensitive skin under your ear. You feel goosebumps all over your body. "Don't mess with me, slut,", he whispers and lets go of you. He takes a step back, and you slide down against the wall.
"I'm not a slut, James. And I fucking hate you,", you say, and try to stay as confident as possible. "I hate you too. You're nothing, just a fucking slut,", he says, laughing when he turns around and leaves the room.
You're still sitting on the floor, your back as well as your head resting against the wall. You hate him; you fucking hate him. No matter what you do, he is an ass.
"Hey, I'm Y/N,", you say and smile at the two super soldiers in the room. You're the new member of the Avengers, and you're so happy that everyone already likes you.
Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America, stands up from the couch and walks closer to you. He reaches for your hand to pull you closer into a short hug. And smiles widely. "Hey, I'm Steve, and welcome to our little family,", he says, and you smile at him with a short nod.
When he walks a few steps back, he points to Bucky. "That's Bucky; he is a bit grumpy sometimes, but otherwise he is really nice,", Steve explains, but Bucky looks annoyed at the two of you. "I'm James,", the brown-haired man says, standing up before he walks to another room.
You aren't sure what his problem is, but you don't mind anymore. He is an ass, and he shows you whenever he can. With your back against the wall, you run your fingers through your hair until you hear some footsteps coming closer.
"What's up?", Steve asks when he walks into the room and looks at you. "Nothin' just the bitch of a grumpy man,", you answer, pushing yourself up to walk to the kitchen counter. Steve sighs and follows you.
You prepare a sandwich for yourself, and Steve makes three for himself. "What did he do today?", he asks, biting into his sandwich. Steve's back leans against the counter, and he looks down at you. You push yourself up and sit on the counter. "He annoyed me until I said he was a bitch. Then he said, I'm a slut.", you shrug and bite into your sandwich as well.
"And why did he annoy you? You know you aren't a slut,", he says, standing in front of you now, his head just a few inches away from yours. "He came into the room and pushed me away from the counter. And when I asked what his problem was, he said, I'm his problem.", you answer, and you feel Steve's hand on your cheek.
"You're not a problem; he is just a grumpy one sometimes," , he says, kissing your forehead. Then you hear your 'favorite' person behind Steve. "Like I said, you're a fucking slut. Seducing my best friend now?", he asks with a sarcastic laugh.
You close your eyes, and you can feel Steve turning around. "Buck, she doesn't fuck me. We are just friends,", Steve says, but you hear the laugh of James. "I would say the same when I would be ashamed that my best friend sees me with that bitch,", he adds before Steve manages to push him out of the room.
You're not sure how he managed to be that fast at the door, but you're grateful that you don't need to listen to James anymore, at least for now.
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It's one of the film nights with all of the Avengers, and you're really excited about it. Those days are your favorites, sitting on the couch with your family. Even when you need to watch horror movies, which you don't like that much, after watching them, you all sleep on the couch or floor because no one of you wants to sleep in their room then.
And James stopped the insults, not always, but often. But now he sometimes touches you, even when it's accidentally. Whenever he does, you feel a tingly feeling inside of you, but you try to avoid thinking about that too much. He is still the grumpy man, and maybe he just waits for you to come closer to make jokes about you then.
Now you're waiting for the others while you prepare some snacks. Some of them are still in a meeting, and the others help you prepare everything.
You place the bowls with the snacks on the little table in the living room and place some glasses there as well. The drinks stand around the table, and you take a seat on the couch.
Just a few moments later, you see Bucky walking into the room. His eyes are red, and he looks really exhausted while he slowly walks to the couch to sit down as well.
"Are you oke?", you mumble, and he looks at you. The first time since you knew him without the hate in his eyes. He nods, but you see that he is lying and that he isn't oke. "You don't look like that,", you whisper, and he smiles sadly.
"I don't think I deserve your pity or even your attention,", he says and turns around. "You shouldn't think like that about yourself. I don't know what your problem is with me, but that doesn't stop me from listening to you,", you say, turning your head away for a minute before you look back at him.
He clears his throat and sighs before he opens his mouth. "Those missions and my past aren't easy sometimes, but now I found a girl I really like. I mean, she will never like me that way because I wasn't nice to her,", he says, leaning his head back.
You immediately feel an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach when he says he likes a girl. It feels like jealousy, but you don't think much longer about it. You told him you would listen, so you do.
"Have you talked to her?", you ask, and it feels weird to talk about the person he likes when it could be you. You could be the one by his side, but he will never like you the way you like him. "Yes, a few times, but it wasn't a nice talk. I mean, she is beautiful and nice, but I always made the conversations shitty,", he explains, and you laugh lightly. "You're a grumpy man, but I'm sure she likes you,", you say, wanting to stand up to go into your room to change your pants into something comfortable.
But before you can walk a few steps, you feel Bucky's hand around your arm. When he touches you, you immediately feel the tingly feeling inside of you again, the warmth running through your body because of his touch.
You look at him, and you see the struggle on his face. "Do you like me?", he asks, and you blush, not sure what you want to answer, but you're sure he just asks to be sure if the one he likes could like him too.
"James, I-", you think for a moment about your next words. Do you want to tell him your true feelings or just answer his question with a 'yes'?
He looks around you, waiting for your answer, and you swallow hard. "Sorry, you don't need to answer,", he says, still holding your arm. "It's oke. I will answer that question,", you say, and look around before you look back at him, being sure you want to tell him your feelings.
"I like you; I really do. And that's the problem; you were an ass, and it makes me crazy. But when you stopped it, I missed it, because it was the time when I had at least a bit of time with you. I had the chance to inhale your scent, and it felt like home. Yes, you can laugh now, but your touches, no matter how small they are, make me feel warmth through my body and a tingly feeling,", you say while you see the small smile on his lips. "I want to love you because I love you. But you hated me, and you showed me so often,", you add, and he closes his eyes for a moment.
He looks at you a few moments later, and his smile changes into a sad one. His eyes show you all the love you have just imagined, and there is no hate in his eyes, just the love. "I'm sorry that I was the way I was. I was scared you could come closer to me, and then you would know all about me. But I love you; I always have and always will. You're the most adorable person in my life, and I just want to tell you and show you how much I love you. So it's okay to love me. Please love me,", he whispers, and you smile wide at his words.
You lean closer towards him, and he helps you sit on his lap. "I wished so much that you would love me too. I spend my nights thinking about telling you. And I love you so much, my doll,", he whispers before he presses his lips on yours, and you feel his hands roaming over your body. "I love you too, Buck,", you say against his lips. "I love that nickname,", he mumbles, and you see the wide smile on his lips, as big as the one on yours.
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What would Willa be for Halloween?
ohhhhhhhhh listen i am absolutely down to write this hc rn i am so excited for halloween thankyou for sending this !!!!!!!!!
so she definitely gets so excited when steve explains halloween to her: “get to dress up? anything i want? and- and get candy too??” 🥺 she’s a little overwhelmed at the thought of anything she wants, so steve suggests maybe she goes as a character from a favorite movie or show. but then peter mentions she could go as a superhero, and she’s immediately set on “i wanna go as daddy” 🥺😭 so she gets the coolest little captain america costume and steve even gets a custom little shield made for her 🥺🥺 and bucky decides to come along with steve and her for trick-or-treating and they end up going as thor (steve) and spider man (bucky) and buck’s such a good sport about it even tho he thinks spider man’s really a little shit hehe 🥺 and thor borrows steve the hammer ‘cause he can lift it 😎 they don’t go trick-or-treating at home, instead they go to the tower bc the whole tower has a thing setup where employees kids can go around and trick-or-treat on different floors. and on the top floor willa’s friends are all dressed as characters from her favorite shows and movies 🥺🥺🥺 wanda is princess belle and nat is princess ariel. thor and peter are nemo (peter) and dory (thor.) clint’s there and he brings lilah and they’re Steve (clint) and blue (lilah) from blue’s clues. bruce is olaf from frozen. sam comes and he’s big bird from sesame street. carol comes and she’s tinker bell. (someone requested once i include Paul rudd so here you go bb) scott lang shows up as woody from toy story 🥺🥺 it’s so cute and wonderful and willa has sooooo much fun, and as she goes around to trick-or-treat she’s so so proud to say “i’m dressed up as my favorite super hero, my daddy, captain america!!” she’s so proud and excited to be just like daddy 🥺😫😭💕 when the party’s over and she’s sorting her candy with Peter in the living room, she realizes none of her friends got any candy bc they were handing it out so she goes around and shares some of hers with everyone bc she’s such a good sharer 🥺💕🥺💕 she falls asleep in the car on the way home 🥰
waaaaaaaa i love willa i could write little hc’s about her forever please always send ideas like this in 🥺💕🥺💕
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Day 24: Choking - Steve/Bucky
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Kinktober Day 24: Choking - Steve/Bucky x f!reader
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, protective Bucky, threesome, piv, anal, double penetration, praise kink, begging, choking, slight breathplay, multiple orgasms, teasing, overstimulated, aftercare, nicknames, no use of y/n
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It was a complete accident, something that had never even crossed your mind before.
As you were walking, Your eyes were on the phone in your hand, but you should have been more aware of your surroundings especially as you’d planned to visit the boys whilst they were training, entering the room without thinking or looking. This was when a protecting metal hand suddenly bumped into your neck, stopping your movements quickly, “Doll be careful”.
As Bucky spoke, a single knife came slicing through the air in the pathway that you were just about to walk into. An apology echoed around the room from Natasha as she moved to quickly retrieve the weapon however you weren’t concentrating on that. Instead on the hand that was still pushed against your neck as Bucky scowled at the other assassin, not realising where his hand had landed before he glanced in your direction and rushed to remove his hand.
“Shit, sorry babe, did I hurt you?” his voice was sincere with an edge of anxiety as he cupped your cheeks tilting your head back so he had a better view of your neck, making sure there was no visible damage.
“Oh no, I’m fine, sorry for not paying attention I was just coming to say a quick hello” he seemed happy with your answer but still kept a close eye on you for the remainder of the day which passed by quickly and without any further near-misses.
Your thoughts were muddled however as you subconsciously kept touching your neck, liking the pressure that it gave and a habit that Steve seemed to notice as you all settled around the dinner table as the sun began to set.
“What’s wrong with your neck, baby?” Steve asked. Bucky tensed, eyes shooting over in your direction as you tried not to cringe at the intensity.
“You said I didn’t hurt you earlier, let me have a look” you batted his hands away.
“No I’m fine, I promise Bucky” you rushed out, hating that you’d made him worried.
Steve looked confused between the two of you, “wait, what happened earlier” he asked.
Before Bucky could explain what happened you were quick to cut him off, reaching across the table to grip his hand trying to reassure him, “honestly Bucky I’m ok, I was just itching my neck”. Smiling at the two of them, they seemed to let it go, continuing on with their meals as you released the breath you hadn’t realised you had been holding in.
A few hours later, the mood had completely shifted. All clothes were removed and only heavy grunts and pleas were heard coming from your bedroom as you found yourself sandwiched between the two super soldiers. Specifically, Steve was chest-to-chest, hands gripping underneath your knees, easily holding you up, cock fucking long strokes in your cunt as his tongue licked the length of your neck. All the while Bucky’s toned chest was against your back, cock thrusting into your other prepped hole, hands circled around your waist, playing with your nipples as he bit into your shoulder.
Every time they had you like this, it was so beautifully overwhelming, feeling so incredibly full of cock as they double penetrated you but it always felt so good. Your hands were desperately gripping into their hair, holding on for dear life.
“You feel so good baby” Bucky praised as his lips teased your ear and all you could do in response was moan, knowing any words to come out of your mouth would be a bumbling mess.
Through it all, there was still a small spark of an idea at the back of your mind just wanting to try it, needing to feel what it was like.
Through your cock-drunk mind, you reached to grasp one of Bucky’s wrists easing it up until his hand rested against your throat. The two of them stopped their thrusting, which only caused you to whine and try and roll your hips to continue the pleasure.
“Please” you begged, eyes still closed, not noticing the shift in demeanour from your boyfriends as both of their blue eyes darkened.
“You want us to choke you, doll?” Bucky asked, his voice husky with arousal as his fingers flexed around your neck, squeezing softly, “is this what you want?”
“Yes,” you gasped desperately, nails digging into the skin of both of the shoulders now. Bucky kissed the side of your head before returning to fucking you, moving steadily, long strokes that Steve soon matched inside your dripping cunt.
“Harder” Steve and Bucky glanced at one another, before both moving at once, fucking you so hard that their cocks were a blur, just as Bucky's grip on your neck tightened enough that you felt ringing in your ears and breathing became slightly more difficult but it was the perfect amount of pressure if the way your pussy clenched was anything to go by.
The three of your bodies moulded together perfectly as they rammed into you, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you, Bucky releasing his grip as you screamed through each one, giving you a moment to regain your composure before gripping once more.
“Awww baby, who’d have thought you would be into this, huh? Does it feel good?” Steve teased, seeing saliva dripping down your chin as if you didn’t have the energy to swallow.
“Fuck” Bucky groaned, hips snapping against yours as he chased his own orgasm, his grip never faltered, only making you become dizzier as you came again, not being able to suck in a proper breath. The sensation was overwhelming but it made your blood pump harder and your orgasm last longer until Bucky’s cum was dripping out of your ass and his hand released its grip.
You all but slumped against Steve, not noticing him moving until you felt the cool sheets on the bed against your back. The blonde didn’t falter in his thrusting, his powerful thighs driving his cock in and out of your pulsing sensitive cunt.
To your right, Bucky kneeled on the edge of the bed, hand returning back to your neck with a thankful groan from you. “You like this baby? Me choking you while Steve fucks your ruined pussy?”
It was Steve who grunted at Bucky’s words, moving even faster as his cock throbbed, looking at you beneath him, eyes glazed, cum dripping out of your ass, Bucky’s hand around your throat, he wanted to remember this picture for the rest of his life.
“I’m going to cum in this sweet pussy of yours baby” Steve growled, fingers latching onto your engorged clit, rubbing circles to match his thrusts and you were completely overwhelmed in pleasure.
“Cum for us pretty girl” Bucky encouraged, other hand stroking your cheek tenderly as you gave one last squeak before convulsing on the bed, hands grabbing his wrist as he began to move it away but you moved it back, wanting him to keep the tension to intensify your orgasm.
Steve was crying out with you, feeling you tightly grip his cock with your pussy he pulled out, shooting his load across your abdomen strikes of white coating your skin.
Bucky released his grip before you could pass out, matching sure you were taking deep breaths to come out of the dizzy spell you were trapped in, calming you down until he was satisfied that you were back to normal.
During this time, Steve had moved to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to clean in between your legs and a cold one to place against your neck, soothing the skin. You smile thankfully up at him, eyes feeling heavy as they each kissed your temple, stroking back your hair, watching you fall into a much-needed sleep.
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