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Hello! I’m usually a silent reader but OMG the zombie au 😭😭 this series hits me right in the heart, but honestly everything you post is amazing!! You’re such a talented writer that your words create feelings, not just images, and they’re the most comforting, relatable, and heart wrenching all at once. No pressure, but I would love to see more of r’s recovery from her cuts! Maybe something happens when the survivors are moving that causes Steve to be extra worried? Thanks SO much either way!!
thank you so much 😭 I hope this is okay!! sry it took me ages. steve zombie au —steve looks after you again !!
You haven't been able to tell Steve why you're covered practically head to toe in little cuts beyond what you remember. Days now since the attack on The College, you vaguely remember an impact, which might explain your poor memory. Someone or something had hit you down, and when you woke it was in a pool of crushed glass, darkness like velvet enveloping the sky.
"I don't know how you did it," he says, sitting between your legs, unperturbed by your state of undress.
You're wearing a pair of mens boxers as shorts to grant him access to your sliced thighs without feeling naked. The worst stretches across your left thigh, stitched closed and weeping miserably. It's a horror —the cut isn't bad but the infection is, and if it doesn't get better, there's going to be a problem.
"Desperate to get back to you," you say. You're not lying, but you say it like a joke.
Steve laughs and rubs your one unscathed knee gently.
"My poor love," he says under his breath, focusing on your stitches. He cleans around them with a damp strip of cloth poorly shorn.
He moves up with a new strip to clean the top ones. You could do it yourself, but his fussing is nice. Relaxed against a pile of bed rolls, your arms crossed to avoid touching your stomach, which is also blanketed in cuts, you wince as Steve grows closer.
"Can we take a break?" you ask.
"Yeah." He puts down the bowl of linen strips and screws the lid back on the isopropyl. "Sorry, honey. I know it sucks. You've dealt with it all so well–"
"Steve, you say this to me with a sprained knee."
"It's not less true," he says, easing down with a boyish groan beside you.
He turns to you as you turn to him, actual dirt on his cheek, stubbly and waxy in the dusk. You rub at the spot of dirt unhappily. He lets you touch him without complaint.
"Sorry I'm a mess."
"As long as you come back to me," he says. "I don't really care how much of a mess you are."
"Don't, baby." You rub your face into his shoulder, feeling the muscle of his bicep under your palm. You don't want him to be nice to you like that, not while your skin is stinging like this and you're still feeling hopelessly terrified of the uncertain future again.
"I gotta. I'm playing the romantic, doting love interest in our book."
"What book?"
"One I'm gonna write. Me and you and Robin at the end of the world," Steve says, dropping his head on yours.
"Who's gonna read the book?" you ask quietly.
"Everyone. When the world gets back on its feet again and the next generation wants to know what it was like, they'll have a great answer. Boy falls in love with girl destined to be constantly injured and reluctantly taken care of."
"Ah, but I'm not reluctant," you say.
"I can do your other leg?"
"No," you whine.
"That's reluctance."
You sit together for a while.
"You have to let me finish," he says firmly.
"I know… just. I love you," you say quietly. It's hard to explain it, but sitting with him as you are in the corner of a crowded room, it doesn't matter where you are, because you're with him. All these cuts and bruises don't mean a thing.
"I love you, too." He wraps his arm around your shoulders. You wish you could see his face, but this is nice.
"Do you ever worry we say it too much?"
"No." He turns his face into the top of your head. "This is the right amount. But you can definitely tell me again, if you're worried."
You thumb along a scabbed cut. "I love you. Thanks for taking care of me."
"You're welcome. And you can make it up to me. I want a neck massage, you know, where you dig into my literal bones and–" he imitates a cracking sound.
"I don't know why you like it so much."
"Cos it's you doing it. Deal?"
You sigh. Somehow, you feel as though you might have taken the short end of the stick. "Deal."
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5, 11, and 14 for the ask gameee
5. What's a piece of lore you haven't shown in your fic or don't think you'll be able to add in?
In You Watched Me Burn, Jack and Brock used to have an unlabelled thing going on. Jack got super jealous when Brock started dating Bucky, and since then, he's treated Bucky like absolute shit any chance he can get.
11. Is there anything important in your fic you think readers have missed/overlooked?
I think a lot of people have overlooked Bucky's situation in You Watched Me Burn. Being berated and constantly belittled at his job is an actual thing that is very very common in the tattoo industry. Mentors often use their apprentices as free labor and make them do the rotten work instead of teaching them anything important. They're also very critical and harsh. It's a very judgmental and gate kept business and it's actually one of the reasons I drifted away from becoming a tattoo artist. The community in it is frankly downright shitty and awful. Too many shitty men are in that business and every shop I've looked at, the stories from apprentices have been awful. While Bucky's situation is obviously really extreme since he's living and dating his boss, the way Brock treats him as his apprentice is a very real and big problem in the tattoo industry.
14. What is your favourite relationship featured in your fic aside from the main couple(if you have one)?
SAM AND RILEYYYYYYYY!!!!! As Stable As Water Samriley are adorable omg, I can't wait to explore their relationship more. I really want them to set a good example of a relationship to help Bucky see how good things can be. Also, I love Trans!Riley and I can't wait for Riley and Bucky to connect a bit more so he can learn more about the LGBTQ community and how he may fit into it as more than just Gay. Like as Asexual as well. And You Watched Me Burn Samriley are also adorable, I love how they just rile each other up and annoy Steve. Poor Steve! Stuck living with both of them haha.
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hiiiiiii m! read s2 ep2 and i LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!!!! <3 i actually am so relieved that steve reader friend divorce era is over......idk why but friendship breakups make me sadder than actual romantic breakups, partly because friendships themselves are so selfless and sort of by design the least selfish, or self interested you can be, with the benefit just being "we get to hang out!". i'm fascinated that steve forgave her so quickly as well, maybe because he's in a vulnerable spot right now (???), but i really did enjoy that reader was willing to make amends instead of sort of just digging an emotional hole for herself and exaccerbating the problem. i'm excited to see if she'll be as proactive down the line when things get more serious between them.
the way you handle nancy is interesting. i'm glad you don't shy away from reader being jealous of nancy and the attention of johnathan and steve and being pretty and rich, which omg, can drive full grown adults crazy, so why wouldn't a teen girl feel it, but also see nancy as like a full person? i also really appreciate your/reader's willingness to see both sides of the conflict, at least so far. a lot of people, from what i've seen, seem to view that night as a very traumatic night for steve where he got his heart broken, and that's true! it is! but it's also a night where nancy got blackout drunk from survivor's guilt that everyone around her told her to ignore in favour of just forgetting everything she experienced. that would make anyone upset! she probably does feel like her relationship is bs if it's main priority is not allowing her best friend's parents to find peace and move on! anyways, what i'm saying is that it's nice to have a realistic yet emotionally mature main character, and one who is so because they themselves are emotional and very in tune and self aware of them and others, instead of for just like, the plot vaguely, or because of modern sensibilities, no it's just an established and consistent part of her character, which is hard to do and it's so cool that you do it so well near constantly!
but i really was cheesing a lot like it just felt like a classic early 2000s CW show which is the high i'm constantly chasing. one tree hill season 1 episode i think 13 college party was very much the vibe i was getting. i should have been wearing cheetah print and leather and listening to the strokes as my friends convinced me that local basketball player was really the only guy who ~gets~ me. "i'll be" by edwin mccain plays in the background as we make eyecontact from across the room. you set the vibe, is what i'm trying to say.
billy was weirdo and creep and i'm happy he was acknowledged as such!!! not kidding when he came up to the reader i was also uncomfortable and it just had that very deeply horrible frat guy energy that makes every person subjected to it feel very objectified, and i think it's even more interesting that this is, from what i remember, one of the first time someone's shown outright interest in her, so i can imagine that that makes it even worse. i also sort of like the set up of johnathan defending her and steve holding him back, feels very much a great physical example of their position so far, with both johnathan playing a larger role in her life, as well as maybe signalling that johnathan's role as her protector, friend, confidant, all that is now passing onto steve's "hands", as steve's quite literally holding him. idk if that's too much i just had fun! and steve's final thoughts. my god. what an oblivious young man. the immediate jealousy and awe he feels.....his willingness to forgive....her promise to him as he confesses........both very moving and also amazed he hasn't realised his own feelings yet and excited that it will take him longer to do so. them making the promise together especially was so good, and such a good parallel to the one she and johnathan made in s1, and i'm excited to see if steve and r are able to uphold it better than johnathan was and how it'll serve to highlight the differences in their relationship.
very lengthy so my apologies, have a nice day and looking forward to ur next chapter!
hi angel !!
u touched on something SO BIG and i loooove discussing it: steve forgave reader so easily. and YES it was a bit ??? but later itll make sense. overall weve seen that steve just so genuinely trusts readers intentions with him, he never doubts her honesty and hes been pulled towards her since day 1, so of course he immediately was like “oh yeah we can be bffs again <3”. HOWEVER ,,,, this will play a huuuge role later (next chapter i believe). we’ll get more insight and steves vulnerability that night also def helped
and nancy !!! yes !!! i had to rewatch her scene with steve in the library a million times and i just felt horrible for them both. they want to help each other, and as ive said before about jonathan and reader, steve and nancy take care of people in opposite ways and it makes them clash. nancy wants to be proactive, steve wants to be more on the down low and tend to those he has already. hes accepted and moved on, nancy has moved on but hasnt accepted.
and as for the jonathan n steve scene i originally had jonathan holding steve back, but honestly it didnt feel right. jonathan, as much as he sucks sometimes, will ALWAYS be the first to defend y/n. every time he will. steve will too, but jonathan has that spot rn and hed rather die than let her get hurt </3
as for billy ,,,, so incredibly excited to flesh out his dynamic with reader. it wont be romantic in the slightest, but reader will have some insight into billys homelife due to max, and u bet she’ll use it against billy.
and im SO HAPPY the party scene felt real <333 thank u for the lovely asks i adore dissecting my chapters with yall its my <3333
#procrastinationprincesses#ask#m speaks#wtlws insight#i feel like an english teacher#in the best way possible
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Oookay, listen, ok, ok, alright. The Tension built into Prism is off the charts at pretty much all times but the most recent chapter it just was...whoo-boy. And Stevie was going through it and dissociating in multiple ways and I kept having this intrusive, thought. This image kept popping into my head of Steve sort of out of it and Billy approaching from behind and Steve sort of dreamily turns and oops there's a knife in his hand and oops Billy's stomach is right there...huh how did that get in there? And I figured, ok, this tension and constantly increasing danger Steve is in is getting to me and my brain is giving me a fucked up little solution. But THEN, I read the answer you gave about Eddie testing things out by including Billy in the sexy times, testing the waters for something he's setting up in the future, and...Babes... what if he gets them all in bed in his trailer and then sets billy off and then billy goes nuts and is, like, gonna kill him and Stevie is just panicking and then. Well, there's knives right there, all over actually. And oops, how did that get there?
omg!!! thank you so much for sending this to me again AFTER I DELETED IT LIKE A FOOL. I love your theory for the next chapter of Prism and where you think it's heading with Eddie pulling them into having a threesome and then Eddie doing something to set Billy off... I don't want to spoil anything but also, the new chapter is out now so I WILL say that you're on the money!!! I just love when people read Prism and come up with their little theories about what's going to happen, especially when they're close to what Az and I have envisioned because it's like we're all on this journey together!!
Definitely read the next chapter and have fun seeing where it's similar to what you've said and where it deviates, I think based on what you've said that you'll really like it, but there are some little surprises lurking too... and also just in general thank you so much for reading it and taking the time to tell me how much you're enjoying it!!! Prism has driven me feral in the best possible way and I love seeing it affect other people too <333
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Hi, Can I please request some headcanons of getting married to Steve Harrington (Stranger Things) and raising a big family with him? *Hint Season 4 | Volume 2 😉 Hint* Please and thank you!!! 🖤
Oh you’re a legend for sending this. I haven’t watched season 4 yet, but I KNOW what you’re talking about, I don't think i’ll ever watch this season lol.
You didn't specify gender, so I went for female as that was easiest for me to write, can totally do something different if you'd like!
warnings: discussions of pregnancy, 2nd person as I prefer writing headcanons that way.
Steve Harrington x afab!femreader
My man
Love him
Sorry
You get married pretty young
This was normal in the 80s, like women were like 22
Wedding is amazing
The unofficial kids are front row
They’re super supportive if you guys have a big family
They can be the cool older siblings
Like immediately start having kids
He wants to be a dilf vkmmrnfndme
I mean he’s a rich bitch
You can afford a nice house
This man is constantly wanting kids
Popped out the first one? Omg let’s have another
‘You look so sexy pregnant babe’
When the phrase milf becomes popular, he calls you one
You’re like 55 and he’s calling you a milf.
You have GRANDKIDS
God he loves you
Definitely is a girl dad
I don’t make the rules
Sometimes he gets really emotional because you’re a family
He wants to give his kids the love he never got
I’m emotional writing this
IMAGINE HIM TALKING TO YOUR BABY BUMP
FUCK
CRYING
SCREAMING
THROWING UP
Imagine waking up on the morning to him with a toddler on his hips, teaching the oldest to cook and AHH
He is there for every competition or event
Brings the gang along
Auntie Robin my love
Loves calling you Mrs Harrington
tad NSFW under the cut
Okay, lets just say, honeymoon sex is great kmdmedjdj
I mean if you’ve had it before, it’s better
This man has a breeding kink sorry JDNDJDMFME
SORRY
I’m writing this first but I’ll put this at the end.
If you’re someone who wants to wait for marriage, he will wait with you
And again, great sex
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#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x fem!reader#steve harrington imagine#stranger things x reader#steve harrington x you#steve harrington fluff
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regarding the st fan base and omg you are so right they are literally just so insufferable for the most part
i remember they canceled metallica“what do we do with our shirts? 😖” because metallica was just being mean over some copyright stuff or whatever
the fan service part is correct like they are getting constantly fed with what they want these characters to be and such and when eddie died soooo many of them were like “oh i am sure he’s coming back!!! he’s not actually dead” while at the same time due to the eddie rise of popularity i can see that actually happening tbh
also they have a serious problem with romanticizing the 80s i see way to many tiktok comments going “take me back to the 80s 😩 everyone seemed so much happier back then” girl you do not want to go back to the 80s
Yeah old rock bands are really, really aggressive about copyright because their careers existed fully before streaming or digital download or LiveNation was a thing so they all blame consumers for why there's no money in rock music anymore. Aerosmith were like personally meeting with Trump over copyright laws lol
I think they also succumb to things most fandoms succumb to, such as sidelining female characters in favor of poorly done and shoehorned in queerbaiting as fanservice and attacking anyone who acknowledges the female characters exist and their relationships with the male characters are also central to the story (Eddie and Chrissy vs Eddie and Steve, Mike and Eleven vs Mike and Will, though there's no queerbaiting with Will)
But also there's this layer of refusal to deal with nuance that's kind of startling and I feel like it's part of why the show makes the narrative choices it does and vice versa.
Also the show does present a very romanticized view of the 80s which is why people behave that way, I get that not every "period piece" has to be in-your-face 24/7 about stuff like homophobia and misogyny and racism and sometimes it can just be fun but ST tries to talk about these topics in a cringe way instead of a show like Bridgerton that just pretends they don't exist and focuses on other parts of the story like romance.
For example, every single character, including Steve who called Jonathan a slur, supports Robin being a lesbian with no further exploration, they insert cringe monologues and scenes with Robin and Nancy about misogyny but depict Nancy as immediately willing to sacrifice the career and education she's worked so hard for to have SIX CHILDREN with Steve and thinking it's cute and romantic for Jonathan to hide in the woods and secretly photograph her changing, and breaking up with her boyfriend to date him because of it.
Also the stuff in S4 with Lucas and his basketball team felt very racially charged to the point of being difficult to watch but they skirted away from directly addressing it. Probably because it was easier for them to write that "The only racist character in Indiana in 1985 is a 16 year old boy who lives in a trailer park and is inexplicably unhinged and violent" than touching on why a fourteen year old black child would be terrified of a group of older white teens threatening him with violent vigilante torture and murder lol.
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Hey, this is mikes-pineapple-pizza (it's a sideblog so I can't send asks from it so I'm using anon). These have to be some the wildest takes I've seen:
"Lucas is classist because he says that Eddie looks like he hasn't showered in two weeks in Lucas on the Line"-- I don't even want to dignify that one with a response.
"Vickie is emotionally abusive to Robin in s4"-- I don't even know how the hell someone came to that conclusion, honestly. Still makes my brain hurt, tho.
"El is actually the bad guy because she 'took Dr. Brenner's side' in the fight against Henry"-- I have actually read this, and it actually made me want to scream.
"People only hate Billy because he represents the 'anger of the proletariat'"-- That one actually defies logic. The fact that someone thought of this idea then wrote an entire essay on it makes me fear for the future of humanity.
Yeah, those are my top four. This is just the tip of the iceberg, though, because there are a lot of insanely bad takes out there. I tried to go for the more absurd ones for this, rather than just the normal bad ones, though.
Omg hi! thanks for clarifying! And I didn’t realize that side blogs couldn’t send asks from it so that was new info so thanks. My reactions to each are going to be in the same number format for what you have it as.
1. Okay that is insanely weird and gross. Like god that’s so weird. I honestly don’t even know what to say to that take cuz it’s just so out of left field.
2. Okay this gets on my nerves. People complain about vickie not having enough screen time and yet they pull this out of their asses. Which also is so weird cuz I take this to mean that vickie was being emotionally abusive to Robin cuz she had a boyfriend and didn’t know about Robin’s crush. And was just living her own life. Like that’s not even in the ball park of being emotionally abusive to Robin. It’s just vickie living her life and somehow that’s being emotionally abusive like it makes no sense. Yep this take def makes my brain hurt too.
3. This take makes me want to scream too cuz holy fucking shit. El legit is just trying too survive and get Henry to calm down the best way she knows how- seeing kindness in people. Like she isn’t even taking brenner’s side which makes me think they didn’t watch the rest of anything where el tells brenner that he is the monster. And tells brenner to his face what a horrible person he was. She also just stands there and watches as he dies. Like there is no way that she can possibly be on brenner’s side.
4. I swear to god those people will bring up anything to make billy seem like a hero which it sucks sooo much. Also had to look up the last word of proletariat and god they will bring up anything to make it seem like billy is a saint. They constantly bring up ‘oh look he’s from a middle class or lower class’ as if that excuses his actions. Also little side rant here but Billy’s arcs barely had anything to do with the fact that he is from a lower class or working class. Is it part of his story? Sure. But it’s not a fundamental part. We don’t really see him do much work or get info that he is struggling with jobs. Unless you count season 3 but all the teens including Steve (who is rich) have jobs. And on top of that we’ve never once heard billy complain about being in a lower class structure. As far as we know in canon billy doesn’t really care or think about how he is in the class structure. I’m not saying that he doesn’t have problems or it doesn’t affect him. I’m just saying thag in canon billy doesn’t seem to care that much. Also if he wanted to be angry at the system he wouldn’t take it upon himself to hurt children because that wouldn’t be who he is angry at.
Thanks for sending this and yeah I can totally see how it’s just the tip of the iceberg. And thanks for choosing these ones cuz damn they seriously were more absurd.
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A Proposition - A Piece Of Me Is Gone - Chapter Three
Pairing: Stucky x OC
Word count: 1090 words
AN: Omg I love how this chapter turned out! Next chapter will be all about the two of them getting the serum. Don't worry, Bucky will be a bigger part of the story very soon!!!
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After two weeks of training, it was the day to decide who would become the first super soldier. Over the past two weeks, Eve and Steve had barely talked. The only times they had were when she was giving him orders. Very often Eve would write Bucky letters, while she told him everything else about her life with the SSR, she barely ever mentioned Steve's presence, and she rarely ever received responses. She wondered if Steve ever wrote Bucky letters, and what was being written between them, if Bucky already knew what she had been keeping from him.
Eve felt there was no hope for the three of them, and it broke her heart. She missed her boys, the way they held her and made her feel loved, the way they loved each other. She missed Bucky, the way he made her laugh, and his eyes. Those were her favorite thing about him, the steel blue beauties that no one else's eyes had ever measured up to. She loved the way they sparkled when he laughed and the way the blue disappeared when he was turned on.
Eve was constantly worried that Steve would get hurt during the training, or that he would get sick like he had so many times before. But the worry couldn't out way the disappointment she felt towards him, over the two weeks of training Steve had shown that while he wasn't the best at physical activities that wouldn't stop him from trying.
After a hard day of training, all the recruits were lined up and Eve was talking to Dr. Erskine, Peggy and Colonel Philips.
"So Erskine, who are you thinking for the serum?" Colonel Philips asked
"Well, I'm thinking Rogers would be a good choice for the slot"
"Why in the world would you pick him and not someone more like Hodge? He's big , fast and he follows orders, everything you want in a soldier"
"Yeah Erskine, he can't even come close to keeping up with the other recruits" Eve chimed in trying to get the topic off of Steve, to stop him from being chosen.
"I'm looking for qualities beyond the physical" Dr. Erskine replied. Peggy then grabbed a fake grenade from the bed of the truck we were standing around and threw it on the ground. As every recruit ran to cover, Steve did not, instead he covered the grenade with his body, ready to sacrifice his life to possibly save the others.
"Hodge is a bully, he will only become a stronger one if he gets the serum. Roger is exactly the kind of solider that we need, he is determined - "
"That's for sure" Eve couldn't hold back her response. She chuckled at Erskine's notice of one of Steve most pertinent qualities, one that she had once saw as a gift, but now only saw as a flaw.
"His determination isn't a bad thing, it's a gift, and it will allow him to win this war."
The soldiers were then released to their bunks, and Colonel Philips began talkign with Erskine about how long it took to get the project apporved, and that he better be right about Rogers.
Realizing that everyone now agreed with Erskine, and that Steve would be the one to receive the serum Eve saw that Steve will soon be sent into war, and both of her lovers would be on the front lines, with the threat of death standing right in front of them.
She knew that she didn't want him to have to do this alone, she knew that she had to make up with him and she knew exactly how.
"Can I be the one to tell him?" Eve asked Colonel Philips and Dr. Erskine.
"I don't see why not" Dr. Erskine relpied
"Thank you" He may have said something after that but Eve was already gone, trying to catch up with Steve.
When she did, she called him away and brought him to her room.
"Evie, please tell me what we are doing here"
"We need to talk Steve" Eve took a deep breath and collected her thoughts "Erskine is picking you for the project Steve, you're gonna be a super solider"
"Really? That--That's great"
Eve could see that he was excited, but he was hiding it well. She also saw that he was nervous, that he knew she was still angry at him for joining the war.
"Steve, I never should have said that I was done, I'm not, I want to be with you." At this point, Eve was almost crying but was still trying to hold her tears back.
"Eve-"
"But I'm still angry at you"
"That's okay Evie," Steve said as he walked closer to her and gave her a small kiss. "It's okay to be angry"
"I love you Stevie" Eve said with a smile on her face
"I love you too"
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The next morning the two woke up next to each other. When Eve's alarm clock went off they both woke up and got dressed. Eve then opened her newest letter from Bucky and read it to Steve. "Dear Evie, Today we got the news that the 107th is being sent to Europe to fight on the Italian Front. I won't be able to get or send any letters while I'm over there so this is goodbye for now doll, I love you." Fear struck Eve when she read that he was being sent so deep into the war. But it was time for their meeting with Dr. Erskine, so the went on their way.
There Dr. Erskine told Steve that he would have to under go many tests before the serum was injected into his body. Eve started to say good bye to Steve to leave him to the tests when Dr. Erskine interrupted.
"Captain Collins, don't be so eager to leave. I have a proposition for you"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, a part is missing from our experiment. Rogers will be the test subject and we will study the effects that the serum has on his body. However, we have received orders from the higher-ups that we may be sending women into war."
"What? I don't understand" Eve inturrupted Erskine's sentence
"People tend to let their guard down when they see a woman. So, their idea is that part of the army will be women. Just like for the men, we need a test subject, I was hoping that would be you"
Steve glanced at Eve, seeing her wide-eyed expression, she looked at him. He gave her an encouraging smile and a nod.
Eve swallowed, took a deep breath, then said "Okay, I'll do it"
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Wally anon: Solidarity fr. 🫡 Yup lolll (like the people who want Stu back alive). And you knowww he could get pretty...forceful, if you feel me. 👀 The thing that kills me is that she was. supposed to + be the primary target in the would-be 5 until ~those~ producers got in the way even though that would've made 5 one of THE best installments cause you just DON'T get plots like that often. 😫 Ah, do continue @ don't like Hughie (but huh, okay @ too physical). Yuppp, you get it. If all 3 killers are not BRINGING IT, one needed. to be cut & he was that very one (they reallyyy dropped the ball on not seeing the potential in ~bisexual Chad~ & that's all I have to say on that!) Melissa r e a l l y sells crazy so well that it pains me Sam has not had a truly. Formidable killer to go up against yet. Cause she's out here stabbing THE fuck out of people & they're all in the ~try hard to be Billy & Stu Olympics~ djdsk. 🔪 🔪 🔪 (yeah, I know, it wouldn't fix everything, it would just be a start lolll) I feel like that describes a lot of your affinity for slashers (railing you), the danger 🫣 That's the thing, the Halloweens were all indie until 6 with Dimension so they had not excuse in 4/5 to not just do what 1/2's mask did dhdjdla. Yupppp. Literally Sam Mindy Anika Tara AND Chad's big tall ass. Had two. killers attacked in that second, okay, yes, I'd understand hustling outta there. But we know for a fact it was Ethan in that scene & we knowww they could've overpowered that twink, like come on now. 💀 (oop, yup, we fully twinned with our thought process there lollllll)
Hope you enjoy 🤭 Up against a wall fucking is veryyy underappreciated. I know it's impractical unless you have the strength to pull it off, but it just has that something to it 🫠
And you knowwww he'd be talking dirty as hell to you from your reaction to him spitting. 🫣 Yupppp, he'd be stroking you fast cause he. has to be the one to make you cum.
Oh do not get me s t a r t e d on Wanda. She was another one of my favs & even if I liked seeing her go wild in MOM, that movie did e v e r y body involved dirty, especially coming on the heels of Wandavision. It's soooo wild to me how nothing Bruce + Clint are now when (issues with Whedon notwithstanding), the very 1st Avengers movie ate sooo much at nailing. each & every character. And we'll have to keep holding out hope that will persist for Bucky cause whewww at some of the shit the MCU has been getting up to lately...😬 Oh you are speaking my language cause I fr can not s t a n d Tony + the bias the movies had in favor of him akdhdhd. Nothing against RDJ cause literal perfect casting, but Steve was quite literally always. the one speaking facts & had to deal with Tony constantly going on his little passive aggressive billionaire power trips thinking he knew better. Oh, I'll bet. 👅 Maybe I will @ look it up 👀, but yeah, that doesn't surprise me cause I've seen a lot of favorable responses to him. I just never got around to watching the series. 🙈 I feel that's a pretty apt description of her. 👍
Which seems like an exhausting existence to lead.
(I'm sure any & all dishes could benefit from his extra special ingredient 🥴) Yuppp. I had read the script before watching the movie so I knew what was coming but the. scene was still sooo hard to watch but that's why you have contingency plans 🙌 As sweet as his cu-🤫
It's crazy and I'm so happy they didn't entertain Stu returning. Oh I feel you... I love when they get forceful and controlling>> Dom!Roman is happily making me see the vision clearly (and not walk straight.) And yesss I hate that they meddled with it so much and stopped it from ever happening. It's a rare thing to have the villain win and then be the victim in the next movie, pretty inventive. Idk, now that I think about it... Hughie issss🫣 honestly all of the boys on The Boys are (Jensen bias again sksidhds). EXACTLY AND CHAD AND MINDY COULD'VE been gay/bi twinsssss omg. I feel like each killer has contributed to her growth, but its a shame we won't see the killer for her to face in 7... I'm happy Melissa left (and Jenna too, and the director) but that means we'll never get closure unfortunately. Exactly!!! They should have been able to capture the magic (and hot take, the 4 mask is so bad I almost love it. something weirdly nice about it. h20 was the worst for me, I think being able to see the eyes was the worst part of an otherwise decent mask tbh. Also before I go any further John >>> Allison just saying.) And so true. Chad is plowing that twink ass straight out of the apartment. But also... knowing he was responsible for the ladder scene is so silly. Like he did that?? No wonder the twink was struggling to get Anika off... it was fruit on fruit crimes.
Spiderman is perfect for that>>> not to bring him up but ive always said he could make fucking on the ceiling work (you against the ceiling but also I see the appeal of being held by him while he's using sticky skin to stick to the ceiling) Okay, Spiderman tangent over and back to Wally. It's just those ghost possibilities making it plausible. (Bonus if it's against the lockers so y'all are making more noise)
Ugh dirty talk + spitting... say less😮💨 Love how he has to be the one making you feel good, no one else can (even if another guy is fucking you with him)
Literally! I don't care that her kills in it are weightless and cameo bait. IT WAS COOL!! I must be a sheep because I thought it was the best part of the movie. I don't really care that she's being driven by the dark hold either, I just wish we got some additional Wandavision/MOM scenes that showed her reasoning for wanting to wield the dark hold. Im praying the thunderbolts movie will be good, but with the reshoots and rewrites and delays... it had me worried. I know they're doing it to "better" the movie but that has yet to be seen. RDJ made Tony kinda fine but I could not stand his character. I hate how Whedon painted him as "in the right" in the first Avengers. Honestly, my issues started with Iron Man 2 and every movie he was in until he died. Iron Man 1 is literally perfect, but it wasn't made with a sequel in mind, so they back tracked on his character in 2 and 3, then just lost focus entirely by the end. What happened to the guy learning how to use his resources for good? It's the worst in Civil War, when Tony openly disrespects Cap and Buck because he was too emotional (that movie also set up Mysterio for later and... yikes). I get that his parents died but it was years ago, and he knew that Bucky was being mind controlled during those events. He had zero free will and Tony knew that, and this movie also spawns the Sokovia Accords, which he doesn't make an effort to understand. He constantly flip flops about being more than who people think he is, but then uses the fact that "he's just a guy" to skate by unphased from the Accords. The Accords would have affected people with superpowers imbued into them, where their body and powers are one. Tony doesn't have to worry about that because his suits aren't him, no matter how much Infinity War tries to change that because of his "paranoia". And then there's his impact on Peter. Not only did he recruit a 14 year old to fight for government restrictions that would affect Peter, he also had him fighting in situations against people much more powerful than him. Then, when Peter was part of the blip, he replaced him with his daughter?? Like huh?? Im gonna cut it short there because I could go on forever about it. (If you can't tell, I'm veryyy passionate about Peter and his movies almost as much as Cap and Bucky. Plus, it's more reasons to hate Tony sjskdksj)
Totally, omg that reminds me of when I read a fic with a barista!Sam Winchester and he just... jacked off in the reader's coffee without even knowing them skdjdsj ... I should go reread that. Exactly! She outsmarted them all because she's that girl. it's as sweet as him!
#wally clark#not gonna put anything else cause I feel like we've drifted a tad from wally but im not complaining lmao
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Happy birthday!! Hope you have an amazing year ahead <3 <3
May I please get a ☕ for both marvel and stranger things? I use she/her and don't really have a gender preference!
I'm fairly introverted and it takes me a while to warm up to people. I love reading, my room is filled with stacks of books. I especially enjoy true crime, poetry and Russian literature!I adore adventures, witty and playful banter, pulling harmless pranks, joking around and having indepth discussions on anything and everything. I love helping out and people come to me to vent or for advice and comfort. I'd consider myself really smart and I'm very ambitious; I love being the best at everything I do. I daydream a lot and I'm a hopeless romantic! I enjoy all forms of art and I have quite a few creative hobbies! I'm 5'9 and I have long and curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. I dress mostly in relaxed suits, blazers and coats and I love the occasional dress or sweaters layered over a white button down!
I think you'd be really cute with Robin!! Also, I don't think your shadowbanned? Your stuff is showing up in the tags for me
Thank you lovely! <3
Omg, there are so many options that come to mind, so bare with me as I piece them all together! (Also glad I'm not shadow banned and thank u for telling me- for a hot minute I wasn't getting any engagement and that was concerning, and then suddenly everything was back to normal; Tumblr is weird like that and it messes with my anxiety lol)
I love Robin so much, I'm so glad people ship me with her, she is my biggest crush !!!
Stranger Things -
For stranger things I feel like theres endless opportunities to ship you with characters that I cannot pick just 1! For starters, I think you and Nancy would bond SO well! Your love of true crime, adventure and in-depth discussions would leave endless conversations with the two of you! But I also heavily see you and Steve!! Not in this superficial basic way either, but on a deeper level. I think you'd bring out this side of him that he didn't even know existed. I feel like freedom of expression that you have radiates abundantly off of you, and Steve would be SO attracted to that. A girl in blazers and relaxed suits would be this new turn on for him and I think he would love it so much. Not just in a sexual attraction either, but in a slightly envious way. In this same respect, I think Eddie would be a good fit too lol!
Marvel-
Now for marvel, I feel a little stuck. And I think it's because I've put marvel on the back burner, I lost my connections with the characters, so if youre disappointed in this analysis I sincerely apologize lol! I honestly think Carol Danvers and Bucky Barnes would be great fits for you, and for similar reasons for the both of them. That same freedom of expression that radiates off of you would be inspiring to them. They are both working on finding who they are and what they stand for, and I think looking at you and being around you would make them feel so much more comfortable in their own skin! You seem very unapologetically yourself, which is such a rare and under appreciated trait to have! Carol would love going on late night adventures with you, constantly showing you new places and new things. Where as Bucky would appreciate your smartness, your love for Russian Literature (despite that being slightly - possibly- triggering I think he would love having someone give him a new perspective and new memories with it. also with your description of yourself I think you'd fit so perfectly with them!!
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i’m so excited for your halloween drabbles omg. what about r asks vampire!nat to bite her bc she wants to stay w nat forever but nat doesn’t think she can do it bc she never wants to hurt r. anyways lots of angst
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Warnings: None. Kind of sads ):
Note: Modern AU set. Pumping out drabbles but why are they all 1k+ wtf
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"How could you ask me that?"
The devastation in Natasha's tone falls over the two of you like a heavy blanket, threatening to crush you.
"How could I not?" You asked with your voice trembling.
Natasha shook her head vehemently. "No," her voice was hoarse as she closed her eyes. "No, no, I can't."
"I'm not asking for it today or even any time soon," you swallowed. "But there's a time limit on us if you don't. You'll be alone if you don't."
You knew Natasha knew. It was in the way she looked at you, at your fragility as you breathed and bled.
But you had known she would be averse to it. After all, Natasha's change had been violent.
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Youth was fleeting—especially more so now when Natasha was frozen in time.
You think Natasha regrets not appreciating the fact that she could grow old. She regrets not spending more time with the people she loved—still loves, even though they're gone.
Natasha still has you, of course. And for that, she'll always be thankful.
But you still see the loss that hollows her face every day, the loss that dims the light in her eyes.
You still remember finding Natasha.
You had come home for the summer break from college, happy that you only had one year left before your degree was finished. It was late when your flight got in, and Natasha hadn't been at the airport like the two of you planned. Your texts and calls went unanswered.
You hadn't been worried, though. Natasha often got held up at work unexpectedly and would be unable to text or call. So, you hailed a cab and showed up at her home. It had been eerily quiet, but perhaps Natasha was still at work.
When you opened the front door with your spare key, though, you knew something was instantly wrong. The smell of rust overwhelmed you, almost making you gag. The quiet darkness made your skin crawl.
Wrong. Something was terribly fucking wrong.
It was when you entered the kitchen that you dropped everything in your hands, your keys making a loud clatter.
Bodies.
Blood.
Steve.
Wanda.
Bucky.
Tony.
Pepper.
There was so much fucking blood and stillness.
Your hands were shaking, blood pumping in your ears, as your heart was pounding. You vaguely recalled your eyes continuously searching for Natasha's body, and you found it by the balcony sliding door.
Natasha was still breathing, and you cried as you knelt next to her to try to check her vitals as you called 911.
Everything had been a blur after. Natasha was in the hospital for a couple of days. She had woken up surprisingly quickly, and the cops were able to take her statement.
Natasha didn't know who had killed everyone and attacked her. She did have a late night at the office but came home for a quick shower before going to the airport to pick you up.
Everyone else had already been at her place to prepare your late-night welcome back party.
Everyone had already dead when she came in. She had been surprised that the neighbors hadn't heard anything. Just as she was calling 911, she had been attacked from behind and knocked out.
The police said Natasha had been lucky she hadn't bled out to death because she had been attacked in the neck, but the assailants had quickly left after for some reason.
While all of this happened, you quickly found a place to rent short-term. A month-to-month apartment because there was no way Natasha wanted to return to her home, even when the police were done with the crime scene.
It had been slow at first, but there had been changes happening to Natasha. She constantly complained about an ache and a burning for weeks until one day, you found her sitting at the open fridge, gorging herself with what looked like a dead squirrel and packaged raw meat.
"What's happening to me?" She cried with blood around her mouth.
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It had taken time to figure things out. I mean, your obvious first guess was a vampire because all it seemed that Natasha could consume was blood. The raw packaged meat in the fridge was doing nothing for her.
But it was almost disbelief that held the two of you back from believing it. After all, there was no one you could turn to.
Until a man named Nick Fury showed up. He had heard about the attack in Natasha's home. He was some kind of director for an organization for supernatural beings.
Things had been a little easier after. There were answers, and there were people.
The only thing that continued to remain difficult was your romantic relationship with Natasha. It was a constant push and pull, and Natasha said it was hard to control her urges when she was around you, and things got too...heated.
Natasha's control steadily grew better, and with that came an urge for revenge to find who had done this to her—to find who had killed the people they loved.
The search went on with some success. It was almost like a game of tag, a really long game. But as time went on, you were becoming aware of the fragility and finality of your life. And so was Natasha.
"You're asking for this?" Natasha hissed. "You know exactly how hard it is for me to live like this and you're asking me to turn you?"
"Yes," you clenched your jaw. "Not because I want it."
You shook your head as Natasha shook her head and started to walk away. You started after her, grabbing her hand.
"Because I don't want to be without you, Nat. I don't want you to be alone forever," you pleaded her to understand. The desperation building up in your throat and in your grip on her hand. "Unless you're telling me you're okay with going our separate ways eventually because I won't be able to keep up with you down the line. I don't want to kiss someone who's always going to look 25 when I'm pushing plus forty."
Natasha turned around, her face somber.
"Unless you're telling me that you're going to move on without me, that you're going to find someone new to love and love better than me, I can't leave you alone." The words sting more than you ever thought they could. The idea of Natasha loving someone else. You'd want her to move on and be happy—you do. But it would sting knowing that there could be someone out there for her that isn't you.
It's written all over your face, and Natasha sucked in an agonizing breath as she pulled you into her arms, holding you so tightly it was on the brink of pain.
Natasha swallowed. "How could you even think there'd be someone I could ever love more than you? That I could love again after you?" Natasha felt like something was threatening to spill over. It happened all the time with being a vampire. Everything was heightened.
Anger. Happiness. Sadness. Love.
Fear.
"But you can't ask me to do this. You can't ask me to bite you and expect that I might not kill you." Natasha sighed as she let you go. "Can we not talk about this now?"
You looked at Natasha's face, that careful struggle you could see for Natasha to keep everything from cracking and spilling over into a downwards spiral.
"Yeah," you nodded, pulling her in for another hug. "Another time."
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Okay so I had this dream and I feel like it’d be good for a fluffy imagine. Chris Evans x Reader featuring their baby girl who maybe is 5-6 months old, Scott Evans and his boyfriend Steve. So maybe Scott and Steve is doing this little IG Live cooking competition at Chris and Y/N’s house in LA. They are in the middle of this IG live when Chris comes in, with his daughter on a baby carrier strapped onto him. He’d be teasing and commenting on the things that Scott is doing but also he be talking to his baby and kissing her and just being all cute 🥺 Then the reader comes in and takes their baby cause she needs to be fed. When chris removes the carrier, His tshirt with the writing “Girl Dada” is revealed and of course the internet goes crazy over the cuteness. Lol sorry if it’s too detailed 😅
millie
pairing: dad!chris evans x mom!reader
warnings: pure fluff! a few swear words, Chris excited to be a dad!!
a/n: this is a part of my Millie and Michael series, but focuses more on Millie, although Michael does make an appearance. hope you enjoy! also the juice thing is something my babydaddy says constantly and idk why lmao. he literally says that i cooked it and he added the broth or the juice and it grosses me out so friggen badly.
Chris had just come back from a walk with his wife and two kids, when he heard Scott and Steve cooking and talking in the kitchen. 6 month old Millie was still strapped to his chest, so he headed into the kitchen to check up on the other couple.
"No!" Scott shouted at his boyfriend. "you're supposed to add the mushrooms before the coconut milk!" Steve busted into laughter as Scott took over.
"hey, whats with all the yelling?" Chris asked, and Millie giggled along. he noticed the phone and walked up to it, after realizing they were doing a live. he waved the camera and laughed as people freaked out about Chris showing up.
"Steve isn't following the directions," Scott complained, and Chris laughed. he read some of the comments on the live while Steve made faces at Millie, prompting her to giggle. as she did so, the comments on the live blew up with how cute she was and it made Chris smile.
"awe, Mills! they think you're adorable," he said before setting the phone back down. he pressed a kiss to her head as he moved about the kitchen and commented on the things that they were doing.
Millie looked up at Chris and blew bubbles at him and he blew some back, causing her to giggle.
a few minutes later, Michael ran into the kitchen. "Daddy!" he said and Chris smiled. "hey bud, whats going on?"
"mommy said me and Millie have to have a nap now." he explained with a sad look on his face. "i'm 9, i don't need a nap!"
you walked into the kitchen with a smile on your face. "i know you're nine, but you ran around quite a bit, and you're about to fall asleep, so lets just go try, okay?" you asked, and Michael sighed. "yes mommy," he said.
Chris handed Millie over to you for a feeding and gave Michael a hug. "listen to your mom, okay? when you wake up you can play minecraft for a little." he promised, and watched the way his son's face lit up.
"okay daddy!" he exclaimed and ran out of the room. you shook your head and pressed a kiss to his lips.
"you're a bad influence, you know." you said and Chris smiled. "that's my job as the fun parent!" he reasoned and you walked away shaking your head.
Chris grabbed the phoned again and began to read through the comments.
"oh my gosh he makes the cutest children," one read, and Chris laughed. "why thank you, but that is all my wife, she's the one that actually made the kid. i just provided the juice."
"CHRIS!" Scott yelled, and both Chris and Steve busted into laughter. "that's so disgusting!"
Chris shrugged while he laughed. "what? she cooked them, i provided the broth! simple as that!" he said before turning back to the phone and away from where Scott was gagging. "omg his shirt says girl dad im melting," another one read, and Chris set the phone down to show off his shirt.
"it does indeed say girl dad. that was how my wife revealed that we were having a girl to me. but look at the back!" he exclaimed and turned around. "it says my last name and the year Millie was born!" he turned around and continued to talk to the phone.
"i swear ever since Michael was born your entire personality is about your kids." Scott said, stirring the pasta.
"haha. fuck you." Chris said in retaliation.
#chris evans x y/n#chris evans fanfiction#chris evans x you#chris evans series#chris evans angst#chris evans imagine#chris evans fic#chris evans drabble#chris evans x female reader#chris evans x wife!reader
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Hi can you do one where during sex Steve Rodgers says the wrongs name please🥰👀
A/N: Omg no but like the way he would panic so badly about this. Of course i had to write this, although i have changed what i would have initially written because i wanna switch it up. I was going to do it as a HC but i don't do those and i'm terrible at them so it's going to be a regular fic if that's okay.
Also want to say that it’s taken me ten times longer to get this out due to a blunder the other night. I had finished this fic and was putting my tags in, but when i came to do this, i minimised Tumblr on Chrome, not realising that the site refreshes. It got rid of the last half of the fic. However, i’ve re written what i lost and i hope it’s still as good. Thank you for reading.
Disclaimer: My work is not to be translated or to be posted anywhere else other than MY Tumblr, Wattpad or Ao3 without my permission. However, reblogs are welcome.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Little!Fem!Reader
Summary: Throughout your time with Steve, you've always felt his heart wasn't in it, that he belonged to another. During an intimate moment, he proved you right. But is all lost between the two of you?
Warnings: Angst, smut, protected sexual intercourse, swearing and just very tense and sad. Not really 18+ but because of the tiny ounce of smut 18+ it is.
Word Count: 7,055
GIF NOT MINE!!! Credit to @valdomarx go check them out.
Back To December
It was a cold December night and hushed laughter bounced off of the walls of The Avengers compound in the dead of the night as yourself and Steve attacked each others faces, kissing and removing items of clothing as he walked you backwards to his room that should have really been considered your room too.
You had been in the living room reading alone, with absolutely no distractions until he strutted in, looking as gorgeous as ever.
Upon his return from being on the run, you found Steve to be very different from the man you came to fall in love with before he went away. It was as though he let go of all inhibitions and allowed himself to really live, or live as best as he could whilst remaining incognito.
He flashed you a genuine smile before turning his back to you, allowing you to continue reading without interrupting whilst he made himself a cup of coffee.
But as it always had been with yourself and Steve ever since the two of you first crossed paths, it was impossible to stop yourselves from naturally gravitating toward one another like there was this magnetic pull, urging you on.
So you put the bookmark in and placed it down onto the coffee table before you rose to your feet and began to pad bare foot over to him.
You snaked your hands around his muscular and toned frame as your head rested onto his sweater clad back. Your hands couldn't help but roam before eventually resting on his impressive pecs.
"Little one..." he warned, but you paid him no mind.
"I just want to be close to you is all, Steve"
He seemed to accept your response as he made his coffee with little to no effort to remove you. You were stuck to him, like a Koala.
As he finished up, he led you back over to the couch where you snuggled up to him, taking the time to inhale his masculine and intoxicating scent. The two of you stayed seated that way until his hand began to roam too, much likes yours only seconds prior.
The thing with yourself and Steve was that ever since you first met, you were more than aware of his heart permanently being attached to Peggy, he pined after her and part of him still did.
Intimate moments had always been very few and far between but after his return to you that had lessened even more so. But what Steve hadn’t told you was that the time away had brought him back to the Steve he was when he first met Peggy. He constantly wondered what she would make of what he'd made of his life, or how they would have progressed had they had the time to see where things could have led.
But none of that lessened his love for you. It was real, very real and he adored the bones of you. You chose to love him when he felt the most alone, you accepted his broken shell and loved him back to life.
Is it even possible to love two people? Clearly so.
However, the main question was, what kind of love did he feel for you? But most importantly what kind of love did he feel for his past life and Peggy?
If he were to answer honestly, he'd say he loved you, loved everything about you and he'd even say that you were his rock, his world. But he’d also say that he loved Peggy too, that she was a very significant part of his old life and it would be strange if he didn’t miss that.
For so long the what if's had haunted him and the time he had on the run only amplified that.
As soon as your body hit the bed he was stripping himself of the rest of his clothes, he completely discarded his coffee in the lounge the moment things turned heated.
After his hand wondered, he started slow by kissing you, pecking at your lips until you pulled him closer for more. Your hands cupped his face as he explored your mouth with his tongue.
All of this led to you laying underneath him that night, mercilessly and submitting to him, allowing him to really take you as his and do anything he wanted.
The memories flood his mind of the events that followed...
Steve stares down at you, pupils dilating at the mere sight of you beneath him, waiting patiently and half naked. God does he love you, he loves you so much that if he ever lost you he’d rather die.
He can recall the early stages of dating you, the endless nights he’d stay up trying to figure out a way to ask you out. He remembers thinking that if you had ended up rejecting him then he’d refuse to show his face around you until his embarrassment faded. But luckily for him, you accepted, rather excitedly in fact.
“I’ve missed this” you breathe, running your hands through his beautiful locks as he unclasps your bra, tossing it down to the floor carelessly.
“Missed what?” his mouth immediately latches onto your breasts, sucking one nipple into his mouth and flicking his tongue, hardening the peak further as you arch into him helplessly. His mouth feels so good, you can’t get enough of it, it’s like a drug.
“This, us. You” somehow he just knew, without you even uttering another word, he knew. He could sense what you meant just by how you said it and how you forced him to look at you.
He’s missed you too, the lack of intimacy had you worried for a moment, well a little more than a moment but still. He’s now proving just how he feels for you with his actions, the kisses are deep and filled with passion and the look in his eyes matches.
“I’ve missed you too, i’m sorry i’ve been so distant” his apology causes an ache to rush through your heart at lightning speed until it’s gone, leaving you wondering if you even felt it.
You pull him closer, if that’s even possible, close enough to wrap your body around his. Arms wrapped around his neck loosely, legs hooked around his waist with your ankles locked, cementing the two of you together.
“I love you, Y/N. So much”
“I know. And i love you, Steve” you say it slow, taking the time to really look into his eyes, your love for him is abundantly clear, more so in fact. As is his for you.
Or so you think
He continues to kiss you, working his way down from your lips to your other breast, showing it the same attention as the other one and taking his time to really live in this moment. No rushing, no quickies, just you and him in his bed alone and loving one another.
You reach down, grasping his hard length in your small hand and wrapping it around him gently, pumping him agonisingly slow before flipping the two of you over so that you’re on top, straddling.
Steve watches you intently and adoringly as you shimmy down until you’re knelt between his legs on his perfectly made bed. He always has been a perfectionist, a quality you loathe and find endearing simultaneously.
Before he can comprehend what’s happening, you’re sucking on his eager red tip, the pre cum now on your tongue, a salty tang that you’ve more than missed, his taste.
“Ugh, little one” he rasps, his voice barely above a whisper, the two of you trying so hard to keep the noise down, wanting to avoid your fellow Avengers from hearing. Especially Vision and Sam either side of Steve’s room. Not the best circumstances. Should have just taken it back to your room, Wanda is a heavy sleeper after all, she’d never hear a thing.
Steve wraps your hair up in his hands, holding it into a makeshift ponytail as he guides your head nervously.
Despite his inhibition free life, he’s still the same Steve that he was way before you. The clueless Steve who got so nervous his hands couldn’t stop shaking, leading to your heads butting before your first kiss.
The way your tongue is pressing on the underside of him, licking and flicking against him as you start to bob your head up and down, it’s making him lose all efforts to keep quiet.
Hence why you reach your hand up, pressing over his mouth.
“Can’t wake everyone else now, can we Stevie?” his head shakes, his agreement. So you decide to pull off of him with a pop and crawl back up to straddle him once more, feeling his hands glide across your thighs before they settle and splay across the soft globes of your ass in those sexy white laced panties of yours. The mere sight of you in lingerie get’s him every time but he would be lying if he didn’t admit that he prefers you completely naked.
To your surprise, you barely manage to do a thing before you’re under him again, squealing at the shock of it. His hands roam your body, every inch far from touch starved.
“God, i love you. I love you i love you i love you” he coos, his mouth leaving sloppy kisses along your skin as he works his way down to your sex. A fire ignites as soon as he reaches your mound, the soaked panties covering your modesty are soon ripped to shreds. Dating a super soldier can be great, sometimes, you guess.
The giggle you let out soon fades as his mouth attacks your pussy with feverish need. He’s obsessed, inhaling your scent and tasting you like you’re his only meal, his last to be exact, it’s sexy and it feels way too good.
“Steve, i need you” emphasis on the word need, you mean it with every part of you. The craving is so intense that you feel as though you could turn feral any second.
“Patience, please”
He’s not over tasting you, drinking down your arousal as it pours endlessly from your pussy like a fountain.
Your back arches and your fingers run through his hair whilst he grips your thighs, draping them over his shoulders where you clamp down onto his head. Your body wriggling and writhing as the impending orgasm approaches, consuming you entirely. Your toes curl in slow motion, waves of pleasure soak you deliciously and you jolt at the sensitivity of your pussy, although he seems to be too focused on drinking you dry.
“Steve” you groan, elongating his name so that it almost sounds musical, your sounds just a beautiful song to his ears that he could spend forever listening to.
His response comes in the form of his open mouthed sloppy kisses as he starts to make his way back up your body, taking his time, his boastful moans and smug grin showing, he’s barely able to contain how good it makes him feel to pleasure you.
Even since day one, he’s never been one to shy away from it, it was the first intimate act he performed on you and with your instructions, he mastered it easily. You found yourself reaching your first orgasm with him in no time.
It always bewildered you how pre serum, Steve never had much luck with the ladies, he had the personality to knock most men out of the water and still always came second best to them. But now with you, he sees the potential he’s always had, the romance to woo you, the kindness and gentlemanly traits that should have won him first place all that time ago.
Peggy was the first to see that in him, you seeing it only confirmed all the things he thought he could be. Now he believes it himself.
“You don’t play around, do you?” you whisper, licking your lips as your eyes drift to his, your slick covering them along with his chin and your taste on his breath turns you on all the more.
“You drive me crazy” he confesses, bringing you in for a sloppy tongue filled kiss, his gliding over yours just right, your taste filling your own mouth, causing you to pull him closer to deepen it. You can’t get enough. He smells of you, tastes of you. You are one with him.
“Think you’re ready for me, baby?”
“I think we should really get on with it, don’t you? I barely kept my mouth closed just now and i already know Sam is struggling to sleep”
“Ain’t that right” you hear Sam’s muffled agreement which pulls laughter from the two of you.
Steve just nods, reaching for a condom and sliding it on before hovering above you, his bulging biceps either side of your head keeping him up.
You lift your legs up for him, spreading them and wrapping them around him teasingly whilst his hand reaches down to spread your arousal around your pussy before resting himself at your entrance.
Once his eyes meet yours, you give him the nod to let him know that you want this as much as he does, if not more. The signal turns green and he slowly eases his erection inside of you, taking his time to ensure he’s not too rough, the time for that will come when the entire compound isn’t fast asleep. Tonight is about romance and loving one another.
He’s halfway in and you’re toes are already curling, the feel of him filling you to the brim is delicious, it’s everything and in times like these, you feel even closer to him. You feel your love for him bursting at the seams, the passion fuelling your body and urging you on to act out of the norm, out of the norm that you used to slip into so easily before him. After him, there’s just after and you cannot tell for the life of you where he ends and you begin.
Bottoming out inside of you, Steve pants before lowering himself to wrap you around him even more, just wanting to feel close to you.
You can’t believe your luck, to have him in your life as a friend was great enough but when he became yours officially, you felt on top of the world. You still have to pinch yourself sometimes.
Is he real?
Is he really yours?
Of course he is. But it all feels surreal.
Sweet nothings are whispered as he starts to thrust, dragging his impressive size in and out of you, gliding over your walls as you tighten and clench around him keeping him locked inside, begging him to never leave.
I love you’s are exchanged, letting all of your insecurities of him not wanting you the way you want him fade away, he does want you and here is the proof.
Uncertainty leaves, soon to return at some point surely. However, in this moment with him, you don’t care. His hands on you, his breath fanning your neck as he buries his face in the crook of it, placing kisses and nipping at the sensitive skin. He’s sure to leave marks all along your neck up to your jaw at this rate.
Not that you’d care for it, it would just be further proof that he’s yours and you’re his.
The snap of his hips grows faster gradually until before you know it, he’s rutting into you aggressively and the impending orgasm is sure to blow your mind. You don’t think you can wait until he’s ready but just as that thought forms, it leaves. His grunts escape, so close together as his brows furrow, he’s close too.
You suddenly feel the need to hold on escape your body and the moment you arch your back, your hips move on their own accord with him to meet his movements. You reach your peak, orgasm consuming your entire body undoubtedly.
That’s when he stops kissing your neck, his body stilling as he twitches inside of you.
“Steve” you moan whisper-like, resting your hand at the nape of his neck, cooing a little to ease him through his own orgasm.
“I can’t control myself when it comes to you, i can’t stop wanting you”
His words warm you.
“I love you, Peggy”
Your body freezes, your hand falls from his neck, everything blurs, your eyes fill with tears threatening to spill. But you refuse to let them go without a fight.
Peggy, the woman that has had a hold on Steve ever since he met her. She’s never left and you knew this from day one, yet you knew he also loved you, he loved you deeply and he still does. But it’s clear the lack of intimacy lately has been due to her being on his mind, more so than usual.
“Y/N” his words are meaningless as you push him off of you and slip off of the bed to retrieve your clothes from his bedroom floor. Your room is on the other side of the compound and now you have to do the walk of shame. Shameful in more ways than one but most of all, you’re heartbroken.
Her name escaping his lips during such an intimate moment, the first one for the two of you in a long time, it’s bound to hurt, to cripple you. Your heart is shattering into a million tiny pieces, unfixable.
You’ve always prided yourself on being unbreakable, cold and almost stone-like but Steve broke down those walls so embarrassingly easy that you learnt to trust him. Now those walls are down and you’re vulnerable, available for people to take advantage of.
He sighs, getting off of the bed and wrapping his hand around your wrist to get you to stop. But as you look at him, you realise the tears betrayed you by falling without you giving them permission to show how affected you are.
“It’s okay, Steve. I understand, let me go” breaking your own heart even further if that’s even possible, just by uttering those words. Because it’s not okay, it’s not okay in the slightest, to have his heart in two different lifetimes, the one he had with her and the one he now has with you.
Bucky warned you about this, hell, everyone did. But Bucky was the first.
“He’s not over her” he told you “he loves her and he always will” yet you didn’t listen, because you’re stupid and you let your heart lead you into a compromising and fatal situation. Heartbreak feels like a near death experience, a never ending panic attack and right now you’re struggling to breathe, to find your centre. You’re in a car that’s tumbling over and over until you’re heartbeat stops and before you know it an ambulance is pronouncing you dead at the scene. Or in this case, in reality, dead at the foot of Steve Roger’s bed.
You pull your wrist free from his lying grip before storming out and making your way to your room, sobs escaping uncontrollably, not giving two fucks who you wake at this time of night. You’re hurting and everyone will soon know what happened, mostly due to the walls being incredibly thin and with Sam next door to Steve’s room, it meant he had probably heard.
Once you reach your room you slam the door closed and slide down it, pulling your legs to your chest, your knees touching the spot just above your breasts.
And that night was the last night you were able to call Steve Rogers yours.
Steve shudders as he recalls the events, his actions the cause of someones heartbreak, something he never pegged himself as, a heartbreaker.
He ruined you and he’s never forgotten the pang of regret in his heart that wrecked him from the inside out the moment he saw the tears streaming down your face. Especially the way he felt the moment you walked out of his room after telling him to let you go. At the time he thought you only meant letting go of your wrist but it wasn’t long before realisation hit him, you meant letting you walk away from him without sweet talking you to stay because even you knew he’d be able to do that in a heartbeat, that’s how submissive you were for him. He turned you into this woman who lived and breathed him and as pleasing as it was at the time, he can see that he ruined you.
All he can think about is the feel of your skin underneath his large calloused hands, the feeling that even after all this time, is still as clear as day.
All he wants is to make it better, make everything alright and to most of all apologise to you. You never deserved that.
No one does.
He’s now realising what he had with you, he didn’t just have security like most people crave these days, but he had lust, love, passion, excitement, he could be himself, he had romance. And he threw it all away.
Whilst Peggy creeps into his mind, every crevice actually, he doesn’t have her here with him and he never really did have her, not officially. What he had with you was solid, unbreakable until he broke it in the palm of his hand, crushing your heart whilst he was at it.
But he misses you.
Peggy was on his mind more so prior to the events of that night, back in December. But he can’t change how he allowed that to effect you. He didn’t love you any less, she was just there in the back of his mind, more so than she usually was and it ruins him to know he didn’t fight it enough.
He should have.
If he could, he’d go back to December and do things better.
And now as he walks up to the old cabin in the middle of nowhere, the one that Tony had bought for his eventual settled life with Pepper, he feels his hands shaking.
One knock is all it took for the unsettled feeling in his stomach to worsen. One knock is all it took before he heard shuffling behind the door and before he knew it, it swung open revealing you.
You haven’t changed at all, not one bit. In the last 6 months, you’ve stayed the same. He watches your eyes turn cold as you still, not blinking.
Why is he here? You think to yourself. Hatred fills you as well as longing.
You’ve done nothing but think about him for 6 months.
After that night in December, Tony offered you some time away to gather yourself. You couldn’t be an Avenger and save the world if you were broken.
His words not yours.
The way Tony had to peel you off of the bedroom floor and put you to bed was enough for him to know you needed a break, some form of reprieve.
But here the perpetrator stood, the reason for your slip in the ability to care for yourself normally for the first 2 months of your time away. The reason you had to leave, the reason you feel sick constantly.
Tears almost fill your eyes but you straighten your posture and stare him right in the eyes as you move to the side, allowing him to step in. If he’s going to get the message that you don’t care, this will be how he gets it. surely.
You make your way back to the couch, your legs curling up on it as you pick your book back up and focus on the words that now hold no meaning as you pretend to forget his presence.
Whilst he just stands next to the fireplace with a lump in his throat.
“I’m sorry”
“You came here to say sorry?” you raise one eyebrow as you glance up for a second “you shouldn’t have bothered, you already said sorry”
Which he did, but you barely registered it through all the noise of your heartbreak.
How dare he come here after all this time, with his tail between his legs and hoping for forgiveness. You vowed the day you left to come here that you’d never forgive him, you told yourself that you’d learn to work with him but forgiveness was never going to be on the cards.
And as he looks at you, taking in your reaction, he understands what it means.
It’s truly over. You don’t want him. But if only he knew that your heart still races at the sight of him, or whatever is left of your heart anyway.
“I don’t want this to be over, Y/N” oh he doesn’t want this to be over, too bad. The strength that’s rebuilt itself over the last 6 months is willing you to push him away, but the weakness he causes is urging you to jump into his arms as though you never broke up and go back to how things were.
However, it’s not that easy. Even if you do still want him, you’re not the same girl he once knew. Heartbreak changes people and the time away, the space between the two of you has done you the world of good, it’s made you respect yourself. You can’t just drop that at the snap of his fingers. Not anymore.
You always did too much for him, you were there whenever he needed you. Even when he was on the run, you were a fool for him, a fool in love.
Although your love hasn’t faded, not in the slightest, you can’t be her anymore, you can’t be that naive girl who let anyone walk all over her. You’re better than that now.
The walls that took seconds for him to break down are now back up and stronger than ever.
Despite having more than a few choice words to say in response to him, you scoff, shrugging him off as though he were a pesky fly buzzing around you and you were merely waving your hand around to get rid. He is and always will be someone you love and you were getting too used to being someone he loved too. You were too comfortable in your life with him, the life that was clearly leading down the road to eventual marriage.
Not anymore though, that’s long gone. Along with the girl you were when you were stuck in that fantasy land.
“Say something, please. Anything”
“You want me to respond to you, you don’t deserve it Steve. So if all you came here for was to tell me you want me back then you can leave because we were over that night, the moment you said her name during sex with me” there she is, the girl you were before Steve, the girl who didn’t take no shit, the no nonsense bitch that refused to allow anyone to walk all over her. Now you’re back to her and it feels great.
There may still be lingering feelings for him -okay, more than just lingering, you love him - but you are not going to give in, you can’t.
Keep strong, be her.
He bows his head “i know you probably hate me” his voice barely above a whisper and laced with regret.
“I could never hate you, Steve. I just know that i can’t trust you, not anymore. So excuse me for putting my defences up the second you arrive here”
Steve wanted you to hate him or at least he thought he did. Somehow, he thought it would be easier for you to lash out with venomous words, for you to tell him how much you despise him and it was what he was expecting to happen. But instead, you’re looking at him as though you barely recognise him and that look in your eyes, that glint that always remained every time you looked at him, that’s gone. The girl he loves is gone.
“I miss you”
“I’m not going to let you do this, Steve”
“It’s true, i miss you. I miss you so much it hurts. That nig-”
“That night ruined me. You know that, right? And here you are, trying to pretend as though you didn’t do what you did, making out like i’m over reacting. Or at least, that’s how you’re making me feel right now. She had to have been on your mind for you to say her name, Steve”
“She was on my mind”
Ouch that hurt. Your heart aches, but you keep yourself composed, a poker face remains, showing him you aren’t bothered in the slightest even though deep down, you are.
“She always will be. Whether i want her to be or not, she’s part of me. She was the first woman who i really felt a connection with, the first woman aside from Bucky to see me for me, to accept me”
These are the words you’ve been longing to hear. Through all the nights you’ve cried yourself to sleep from missing him and all the anger you’ve felt, angry at yourself and Steve. You wanted him to appear, to tell you that he didn’t mean it, explain his actions. And here he is at the eleventh hour, just as you were making real progress, telling you what he should have that night.
“Sam and Buck were pressuring me to propose to you, telling me that it was then or never. I agreed with them, i assured them that it was merely a waiting game because i didn’t just want to pop the question during any old day, i wanted to pick the right moment to make you mine, officially”
Marriage was something you always saw coming with him, back then at least. But hearing him say that it was on his mind quite frequently, your heart betrays you by skipping a beat.
“But then, Peggy came up. Buck wanted to know if she was really gone from my mind, if i was over her or the potential life i could have had, had i not been so hell bent on defeating Hydra and my answer was that i only wanted you. My love for Peggy was genuine but my thoughts of her eventually only grew into numerous what if’s that still haunt me and i think they always will but she’s not my future, you are” the look you give him reminds him that a future with you isn’t possible, not after that night.
“At least, you were until i fucked things up” he corrects.
“Wow, Cap. Really going for that whole cursing thing” sarcasm that earns you a light hearted chuckle from him, but that’s not how you intended for it to be received.
Your focus goes back to your book, the words still not meaning a thing.
Why did he have to turn up now?
Why did he pick today of all days?
You feel so torn up and frustrated.
“Is there nothing else for you to say to me, after what i just told you?”
Keep strong, be her.
Do not sway from the you that has taken you so long to rebuild, do not give in to him.
“Oh i have a lot to say, but i don’t want to. I want to move on from the whole thing” you shrug, standing back up and moving yourself away into the kitchen where you start to prepare ingredients for soup. Fresh homemade soup has been your lunch time regular lately, cooking has become your new hobby as though it was always supposed to be your niche.
But wherever you go, Steve follows. And right now, he’s doing exactly that, following you like a lost puppy dog. But you refuse to break.
“Anything i better than this silence, Y/N. I just, i couldn’t bare going another day without talking to you and now that i’m here, you’ve barely said anything”
“Look, Steve. Even if all that you said is true and genuine, i can’t be with you, not anymore. I’m not the same fool i was when i left. I’ve changed, i’ve matured and i like the new me or should i say the me i was before i met you”
His eyes stare deeply into your own, searching for any trace of a lie. He comes up empty handed though.
Little does he know that you’ve become so well acquainted with the new you that you’ve also gotten better at hiding your true feelings. The feelings you still have for him, the love you still hold.
Dammit. Keep it together.
Before you know it he’ll give up and leave. You just have to hold it in for a little longer.
“So just like that, you’re giving up”
He did not just say that to you.
Anger begins to boil beneath your skin “giving up? No, you gave up the moment you said her name. The moment you failed to let her go, that’s when you gave up. I fought for you for so long. So don’t you dare put this on me, Steve because it’s crap”
Before you can turn around to resume your lunch prep he’s forcing you to look at him, his hands on your face, cupping it firmly.
“I love you, is that not enough, does that count for nothing?”
“It counts, Steve. Of course it does but if i let you in again, i’ll look like the biggest joke. All anyone will say is how silly i was to forgive you and i’m not ready to trust you again or put myself through that gossip fest”
“Screw everyone else and forget what happened. It’s just you and me here, do you still love me?”
Dreamy blue orbs filled with sorrow, longing and most of all hope bore into your cold eyes, intent on pulling you back to him.
If you were to ever do this, if you were to ever drop everything and take him back. It would never be just as cut and dry as snapping your fingers and going back to how things were, you would need to start again. He’d need to work hard, to sweat you and prove his love.
Actions speak louder than words after all.
But there’s something underlying, issues that need to be addressed, to be dealt with. He claims Peggy is nothing more to him now than just a what if, but what if that’s a lie? A lie he concocted to win you back.
You never pegged him for a liar, but he still did lie. Well, technically he withheld. He was never true to you, he never discussed Peggy with you. He told you briefly about what he felt for her on your first date but after that she disappeared into the clouds, never to be spoken of again.
However, now you have that knowledge resurfacing. Along with all the things Bucky told you and Steve’s confession that he discussed his old flame with his best friends, something he could never do with you. It hurts. You were brutally honest with him about your ex Jason. You told him just how badly he hurt you, how things were left and most importantly where you stood in regards to your feelings towards him.
Steve knew you inside and out and without these newly rebuilt walls, he still does.
Hence why when that little glimmer of hope in your eyes returns without you realising, he’s alerted of your remaining feelings towards him. The hope he’s wanted to see in you since the days leading up to his visit here.
“Steve” you warn, moving away from him
“It’s been hell on earth without you, little one. If it weren’t for Tony stopping me, i’d have followed you here the moment i found out where you’d ran off to. I’ve not been myself since that night, your absence has cripp-”
“I’ve not exactly been okay either. What, you think everything has been smooth sailing for me here? Because it hasn’t. I’ve done nothing but wallow in my own self pity, cry for you and what we had then i’d hate myself for wanting you back. I cried until i couldn’t cry anymore, until i was tired and fell asleep. It’s been that way for 6 months. Every. Single Day”
Your cool calm and collected state is now in tatters. He’s bringing out that side of you, the side that cares too much. But with your walls still up, you won’t allow yourself to cry in front of him. He will never win that from you, you refuse to give yourself to him in that way.
He may be aware of how you really feel now but you made a promise to yourself, no tears.
The silence is deafening as you turn away once again, picking up a knife to dice up the vegetables before moving them all into a pot to boil.
What else is there for the two of you to say? What else can be done aside from talking around in circles?
You’d both agree that the love still remains but the hurt of what he put you through is too much.
You’re stuck between the desires of your heart and the logic of your head.
“Peggy will always be with you, she’ll always be in your thoughts but can you forget her, forget about the life you could have had? For me?”
A loud sigh escapes him as he wraps his strong arms around you once more, causing a shiver to dance down your spine.
“I don’t know if i’ll ever forget about her, she’s a big part of who i am now but i love you and i want this to work. Please believe me when i say, i don’t love her in the way i love you”
He feels like home, smells like home and his voice is genuine, his words too.
“I still need some time to digest all of this, to be alone with my thoughts, for a little longer at least. I’ll come back soon” you whisper, pulling away from the hug just enough to look up into his eyes. The heat rolling off of his body and warming you up is so familiar that it’s hard to not just pack your things up right this second, get into his car and go home with him.
But if this is ever going to work again, you need to finish off here, get your space, think things over before making any rash decisions, you need to really be sure that this is what you want.
With an understanding nod, Steve backs away, turning to walk toward the front door but before he can bring himself to walk out, he turns back, stalking toward you and taking long strides.
You go to speak but before you can even do so, his hands are cupping your face again and his lips are moulded to yours as though they were always supposed to be. His kiss is needy, it’s rough, it’s desperation. He’s not just telling you he loves you with this kiss, he’s proving to you that his love is real, he needs you in his life, he can’t cope without you around.
And you’d be lying if you didn’t at least feel all of those things too.
Because you do, you do feel them and they are so real it’s scary. You’re afraid of getting hurt again, you’re afraid of letting him in, of letting him break down your walls.
Trust takes years to build, seconds to break and a lifetime to repair.
But lucky for Steve, the two of you have more than your fair share of years on your side and he’ll spend every single day repairing it. To him, you’re worth it.
As his lips leave yours, the two of you are panting, his chest is rising and falling to the same rhythm as yours, you’re in sync. The look in his eyes says it all, he’ll be waiting for you.
And just like that, he’s gone, out the door and hopping into his car. The loud rev of the engine tells you that he’s using Tony’s car, the knowledge makes you smile.
A tear stained face stares out of the kitchen window, your eyes trained on his as he reverses the car out of the space next to yours. And that was the second you knew that everything was going to be okay. That you were going to make it, with him.
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Don’t know if you still want any prompts but I’m working on an Au related to this.
Younger Steve and Billy (like middle school young) Steve is one of those bratty kids who likes to get what he wants and Billy is his friend he pulled along on a stupid adventure who really doesn’t want to be there.
Okay I find your au and it's actually so good omg.
Billy's mother just leave him and he's so insecure and sad and a shy little boy. Needs his mommas love so he clings to the people he loves. This being Steve.
And Steve is actually a brat and a bad boy kinda boy and definitely name calls everyone and mock them and make them do his things and stuff but never touch Billy. They're like their little support system. Billy gets the love he needs and Steve is actually a sweetheart inside but don't wanna show that to everyone.
"Stevie I'm so scared we shouldn't do this." Billy reach Steve's t-shirts hem with his tiny hands. Steve was a head taller than him and broader so he was walking in front of Billy. And Billy was actually don't wanna be there so no one can blame him for not being in the front. The others was already way ahead of them. They were late because Billy constantly got scared of everything and Steve needs to calm him down before continuing the road.
They were in the forest close to the Steve's home. When Max drops him to the Steve's place she say disgusting things like "You boys should kiss less I'm gonna run out of gas soon." And whispers to Steve "If you touch him without his consent I'd chop your hand and give my cats. Yeah bad boy Stevie. I have them. You are not a very bad boy in adults world." And ugh gross like he'd really kiss Steve. Never. No he wouldn't do it. Yeah maybe his friends is strong and stand up against his bullies and protect him from everything and everyone and maybe have the most beautiful bright eyes and the plumpiest lips on Hawkins but NO. Ew gross. Anyways. Long story short Max was a very embarrassing step sister. She was nice but still cringy.
"No Billy we should. Everyone is already there. I heard from kids there was really weird noises there. I need to heard this myself." Steve puts his arms around Billy's shoulder and pulled him close. "I promise after this we're going to my house and play DnD like you wanted."
Billy nods his face despairingly. His blonde curls was starting to grow and close his eyes. He tucked them back and force himself to not to react Steve being this close to him. It was hard not to react tho. Steve was a cute boy. And his body was smelling something nice. Maybe perfume. Max gifted him some deodorant for his birthday last month but it was cheap and smelled trash. But Steve's smells nice and cool and remind him the forest and the rain and cinnamon and some other things he didn't know the names. "Eww Steve get off me you stink."
Steve take his hand from Billy's shoulders immediately. He was sad but didn't wanna show his sadness so he smirked. Turn to the boy now away from him. "I'm stinking? Billy did you smell yourself. The deodorant Max get you smells like trash- Billy?"
Steve looked around him like crazy. The blonde boy was no where to be seen. Like he was vanished. "BILLY! BILLY WHERE ARE YOU? DON'T PLAY WITH ME OKAY!!" Steve looked at the black forest before him. There was no one. Billy was no where to be seen. He was fucked up. Oh god Billy would be so scared now. "Billy! It's not funny where are you. BILLY!!"
#harringrove#billy hargrove#steve harrington#stranger things#harringrove au#i think them as will and mike and their height difference is everything omg
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what are your favorite shrinkyclinks fics?
Omg why is this so hard.... there's no number limit to this ask though so I can just... list as many fics as I want, right? But I also don't want to overwhelm people so I'll list ten ;) as always, mind the tags!
sokrovische moyo by @greenbergsays, Rating: E, Words: 30000
The one where Bucky is a dragon, Steve is a water nymph, and somehow, they fall in love.
The Sun & the Star by @greenbergsays, Rating: T, Words: 2146
There is a way these things are done; this is not it.
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Or the one where Steve belongs to the Winter Soldier.
Through the Woods by VenusMonstrosa, Rating: E, Words: 64082
There’s a legend in Mansewood, nearly as old as the town itself, about a pack of werewolves that once lived in the forest. They say only one survives; a monstrous and snarling beast with fur like a blizzard and fangs the size of daggers. They say it guards the lands and all creatures in it, and no hunter has faced it and lived to tell the tale.
Steve doesn’t care about any of that. He only wants to know if it prefers T-Bone or ribeye, and would it please stop tracking dirt through his house? He just mopped the floor.
Who Prays for The Devil? by BourneBlack, Rating: E, Words: 79713
When Steve Rogers does something nice for the wife of one of the largest Russian mafia families, Winifred sends her son, James Buchanan Barnes, to offer him a 'favor' in return. But Steve, who is incapable of seeing the bad in anyone, ends up missing the fact that Bucky's in the mafia entirely and thinks that this brick house of a man wants to go on a date. Bucky, finding this clueless yet confident coffee shop owner refreshing and adorable, decides to give it a shot.
What blooms is a lovely romance between the two, where Steve is constantly surprised that they always have the best seats at restaurants, that Bucky seems to know everyone in Little Odessa, and that Bucky has a crap ton of guns in his apartment. But why do all of Steve's friends go pale when Bucky comes around? How does Natasha know Bucky? And when Steve's health starts to get in the way, how far will Bucky go to make things right?
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A mafia AU slams into a coffee shop AU, and out pops a cracky, fluffy, smutty, and angsty identity porn fic between son-of-a-mafia boss Bucky Barnes and clueless coffee shop owner Steve Rogers that takes a brief look into the bowels of the American healthcare system.
War, Children by Nonymos, Rating: E, Words: 106589
After Bucky was released from the hospital, it only took him a couple of weeks to give up on himself. Difficult to believe in any kind of future when the simple act of staying alive was almost too big an effort.
Out the frosted window, across the street, there was a tiny homeless guy burrowing under an awning.
(this one isn't tagged shrinkyclinks but it is war veteran bucky and pre-serum steve so... I think it counts? :P)
Sealed With A Kiss by @lasrina, Rating: M, Words: 64196
Steve shook his head in disbelief. “So just because I knocked your coat on the floor and handed it back to you, now we both have to be legally married to a stranger forever?”
“Well,” Bucky said, eyeing the ring box on the coffee table, “we don’t have to be strangers.”
Bucky's a selkie. Steve's a clumsy human. They're married now. Oops.
Blossom like sunshine, nectar sweet as sin, the devil's drink has me pulled in by @moonythejedi394, Rating: E, Words: 24002
“Your son was said to be as beautiful as Brooklyn’s sweet apple blossoms,” Barnes said, and his lips lifted in another smile, then his eyes moved and Steve was startled by the intensity of his gaze.
Barnes gave pause, long enough that Steve’s heartbeat picked up again. Then he spoke again.
“But no blossom could compare,” he said. “Not even the most perfect of untouched flowers.”
Steve felt his cheeks heat up; he blushed right to the roots of his hair, pulled back from his face by Wanda’s best braids. Barnes’s gaze somehow intensified even more as his gaze just shifted enough that Steve was sure he saw him blush that far. Barnes’s lip lifted at one corner by a hair.
“I’ve never been gladder to have my expectations so far exceeded,” he concluded.
And some WIPs that deserve some love:
fola an chroí by @greenbergsays, Rating: E, Words: 32563
There are many rumors surrounding the mysterious monarch of Tarakrov, King James.
He is a ghost, they say. He is a god. He is the devil made flesh. He is Strigoi.
To the young prince, Steve, however, King James is merely the brute who marched against Steve’s peaceful kingdom of Sciath, setting his city on fire and killing his uncle in the process. Now, the king offers peace in exchange for Steve’s hand in marriage--an offer that Steve has no choice but to accept.
The Most Valuable Treasure by @firstbornsons, Rating: E, Words: 28951
Bucky is a powerful alpha and raider of the Shield Clan, whilst Steve has been abused and kept prisoner his whole life. When Bucky stumbles across Steve during a raid and rescues/kidnaps him, will this unlikely start lead to true love? Probably!
Fall by @ciceqi, Rating: T, Words: 14672
"I don't want to kill anyone," he says slowly, bracing himself for the inevitable look of disgust, to be called a coward. It's an assumption plenty of people have made because of his size alone. "I don't like bullies. I don't care where they're from."
The corners of Erskine's mouth turn down thoughtfully as he nods, clearly pleased with Steve's answer. "I see. And what is your opinion of demons, Mr. Rogers?"
#shrinkyclinks is a fave ❤❤❤#shrinkyclinks is a fave 💖💖💖#asks answered#mcu#mcu fic#i should reread this#stucky#steve rogers#bucky barnes#*looks at all the creature fics* this doesn't reveal anything about me at all
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This is oddly fun lol
Let's see how many of these I can churn out before I get distracted or need a break! (pff. like I need an excuse to watch the show again. Despite its flaws, I really, really love TFATWS, guys)
Without further ado, let's get down to it!
Episode 2: The Star-Spangled Man
I'm pretty sure I'm on record when it comes to my undying hate for John Walker, yes? So obviously, Bucky's grumpiness 100% stays 😂
I'm not really a fan of how much emphasis they put on the shield. I can see it as a catalyst for Bucky to go confront Sam, yes, but he wouldn't keep going "shield shield shield" like a broken record. Bucky has consistently been shown to be an empathetic man. I can't believe for a second that he'd be barking at Sam about having no right to give up the shield; he'd ask why. Sam's got shit to do, so he'd get impatient and not answer.
"Why'd you give up so easily? If you were overwhelmed, I could've helped you-"
"You've been ignoring me. Like now, how you're ignoring me walking away from you."
"Well, you weren't texting me about this."
"You think I needed your permission?!"
"No, but I was right there with Steve while he was learning what it meant to be Cap. I wouldn't mind helping you get used to-"
"Then go teach him." A vague gesture toward the "Cap is back" posters.
Bucky makes a face. "Steve passed the mantle to you. You fought with him. You earned it. That little shit didn't."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Just tell me why, Sam. I mean it. I just wanna understand."
"Not now, Buck. I've got shit to do. You see me heading for a plane right now, right?"
"This is important!"
"So is this." Sam tells him about the Flag Smashers, we get our silly Big Three/Gandalf conversation.
I'm sorry, but that whole jumping from the plane scene is funny as hell, and I love all the nods they added in to jokes from the press tours that brought us this show in the first place (like ripping the sleeve off his jacket lol). I don't think I'd change a single thing from the Big Three convo to Bucky joining Sam in the warehouse.
"You're doing the staring thing again."
"You're staring at your watch," Bucky points out. He knows it's linked to Redwing, he's just pointing out how dumb that line is in that situation. They're there for recon lol. They're meant to be looking around.
I don't...particularly care about the other common gripe here? Meaning, "Bucky's a civilian, so why is he allowed to randomly jump in on a military mission?" Bucky's also known in this universe as an Avenger, just like Sam, so I don't think anyone would really bat an eye at him joining. Also, I have my own agenda related to Bucky's apparent freedom to walk in and out of military/government things.
What does bug me (as funny as it is) is Bucky's animosity toward Redwing. Again... Bucky is a certified nerd. Always has been. If anything, he'd be fascinated by Redwing and Sam would constantly have to slap him away because he's leaning in too close trying to see the tiny watch monitor. "I don't trust Redwing" is just old man griping "I don't trust your newfangled technology" and that... that's not Bucky.
And that "we're not assassins" dig, and then laughing when Bucky gets upset? That's not Sam. Both of these men have shown a remarkable amount of empathy, and Sam has a background in helping traumatized vets. If he cared enough about Bucky to be texting him after Steve left, he'd care enough not to make callous jokes about his time as The Winter Soldier, whether he knows the full story or not.
The fight on top of moving trucks looks cool, but makes no logical sense. I keep trying to think of a way to explain this from a story perspective, rather than a lazy "it looks cool!" filmmaking one, and I'm coming up blank. Anyone with half a brain would have pulled over, had the fight, and then taken off. It was a fun sequence, though... Eh. I'll leave it.
When Karli breaks Redwing, Bucky doesn't say "I always wanted to do that." Again, it's funny - I love the jabs about that stupid robo bird XD - but not Bucky. In my version, he smirks and says "You're so gonna regret that."
"You were kinda getting your asses kicked before we got there."
Is immediately followed by Bucky staring him down and asking, "And... how did that fight end for you?"
Sam adds, "I don't see them in custody. Are-are they following in a van?" He looks around, sarcastically searching for another vehicle. Walker and Hoskins grimace at each other, grudgingly conceding that point.
credit to @dailycelebs
Seeing Walker, and having to listen to his stupid pro-government rhetoric, makes Bucky think about Steve. When we cut from the Flag Smashers back to Bucky and Sam and the closeup of Bucky's pensive face, we hear 1940s Steve angrily telling 1940s Bucky about how the higher ups in the army had already written off the POWs and were going to leave them to die. "I love our country, Buck," he laments, "but what do I do when I'm not too sure anymore about the people who run it?"
"What you always do," is young Bucky's answer, "stand for what's right, not who's in power."
Perfect lead-in to the conversation about handling things themselves.
When Sam meets Isaiah, and hears his story, not only is he horrified and heartsick for him, but he also begins to see Bucky in a new light. He's seeing Bucky's face, the way he tries to hide his emotions and not make this conversation about him, and he's putting things together. He's still upset at being out of the loop, but he's seeing more of the situation than just "omg black super soldier". When Bucky says "he'd already been through enough," Sam asks quietly, "like you?"
The racist cop comes back before Bucky can answer, to arrest him for missing his appointment with Raynor.
ngl guys, I was so moved by the difference in how that cop treated Sam (before knowing he's Important) vs how he treated Bucky (knowing that the government views him as a violent, if pardoned, criminal). He approaches Sam with his hand on his gun, eager to defend Bucky; "is this guy bothering you?" Just because they're having a heated conversation. Then, when he sees that there's a warrant for Bucky, he approaches timidly, apologizes, treats him gently and politely. By "moved," btw, I don't mean "it was so sweet." I mean "this is fucking sick, and very, very realistic." White cops see a white guy and treat him with respect regardless of his actual criminal record, while being openly hostile towards an innocent black man without even knowing who he is, just because he's black. Moments like this made me applaud Spellman.
"You, too, Sam - That wasn't a request" is Sam's first sign that there's something off about Raynor.
Look, again... The couples therapy banter is funny because Sebastian and Anthony are funny, but that scene, from a storytelling and a mental health standpoint, is atrocious. Without some underlying reason behind her actions, Raynor is just a pointlessly terrible therapist.
Rather than insulting Bucky from the outset, Sam is angry with Raynor for violating Bucky's privacy by not only introducing herself as his therapist, but forcing a "couples" session without her patient's consent. With his background pre-Avenging, he knows this shit shouldn't fly. He immediately points out how unprofessional she's being.
Raynor doesn't bother listening - the fuck does she care, really? She shrugs and casually admits it's "slightly unprofessional" but proceeds anyway.
"Whatever's eating at him?" Sam scoffs. "Did you really just say that to a WWII veteran and the world's longest-serving POW with complex PTSD? Did I hear that right? I've had, maybe, like five conversations with this man since we met, and even I know he's been through some shit and-"
"Sam," Bucky tries to interrupt, looking uncomfortable. With his crushing guilt, he has an easier time dealing with insults than someone coming to his defense.
"No," Sam snaps. "If the HIPAA Slayer over here wants to drag me into this, she's damn well gonna hear what I have to say!" He turns back to Raynor and demands, "Is this how you've been treating him this whole time? Downplaying what he's been through and making a grown-ass man sound like a sulking teenager?"
Raynor keeps her cool, but barely. Visibly frustrated and annoyed, she ignores Sam's tirade and tries to force the conversation back onto the track she wants it on. Bucky's embarrassed and doesn't know how to react to any of this, so he still makes that little "he would talk less" jab. Sam, seeing that he's not going to get anywhere with him until they're away from this bitch, glowers and plays along. We get our silly/angry banter.
After their argument with Walker, Sam finally confronts Bucky about what really happened to him.
"He meant HYDRA; HYDRA used to be my people."
"Were they?" Sam asks, stopping him and looking him in the eye, not letting him look away or deflect. "Steve was under the impression that they were your captors. I was under the impression that the Wakandans spent two years deprogramming you so no one could use you the way HYDRA did ever again."
"I-" Startled, not expecting that, Bucky stutters a little and admits, "Yeah, I... That's true, I guess."
"You guess?"
"Does it matter?
Sam rolls his eyes. "I dunno, does it matter that you were a slave for most of the 20th century?"
"I doubt it matters much to my victims."
"HYDRA's victims," Sam corrects firmly. "Just like you."
Bucky fidgets; he doesn't know what to do or say. No one since Steve has even so much as insinuated that Bucky wasn't 100% culpable for what he did while under HYDRA control.
"Look," Sam sighs, "I don't particularly like you. I don't hate you, but I'm not your biggest fan."
"...Thanks?"
"I just need you to know where I stand-"
"Yeah, got it-"
"-So you know I'm not biased like Steve when I say you had no choice. I don't know your story, but I know no one flips on a dime from docile and plagued with guilt to an unstoppable killing machine and back without some serious psychological damage behind that. I'm not saying you're an innocent little bunny, but I don't think you're a monster."
"Thanks," Bucky croaks, more sincerely this time, and a bit choked up. He clears his throat and looks distinctly uncomfortable as he grumbles, "but to catch these guys, we may need to talk to a monster."
Sam cringes. "I was afraid you'd say that."
#sebastian stan#anthony mackie#tfatws#tfatws critical#fan ramblings#show rewrite#if i'd written it#episode 2
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