#bucky barnes x miss spector

[delicatebarness]

the manuscript | chapter nine

Summary: Yelena starts to sense that there might be more to Miss Spector's distance than she lets on, and Dr. Barnes brings company.

Warnings: Age Gap. (Dr Barnes: late 40s & Reader: early 20s). Mentions of Alcohol and Consent Issues. Mentions of Previous Punishments. Emotional Manipulation. Infidelity and Complicated Relationships.

Word Count: 1740

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A/N: Is Dr. Barnes becoming a softy? - Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as mine. - B

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A thrill of anticipation rushed through you as you entered James’ classroom. The excitement of seeing him again made your heart raced, despite the lingering thoughts from his recent punishment. 

Making over to Yelena, sitting next to her in your usual seat, you tried to appear nonchalant. 

“Hey, you okay?” She whispered as you settled in. You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips as you took your books out of your bag. 

“Just… a lot on my mind,” you replied, as you flickered your gaze to James. He stood arranging his notes at the front of the room. His presence alone commanded your attention. 

A silent communication that only the two of you understood took place as the lecture began, his eyes on you intermittently. You bit your lip to suppress a smile as the memory of his hands on your skin sent shivers down your spine. 

Nudging you gently, Yelena whispered. “You seem distracted. Everything alright with Peter?” 

Shaking your head slightly, you pushed Peter to the back of your mind. “It’s complicated,” you whispered back, you tried to not let thoughts of him spoil this moment. 

James’ gaze would linger on you throughout the class, a reminder of the secret connection between you. Confidently, you responded to his questions, every interaction between you danced around the power and submission that left you breathless. 

“Is it Barnes?” Yelena asked, snapping you out of your daydream. “He’s been staring at you all class.” 

You shrugged, a smile tugged on the corners of your lips. “Maybe… just stressed about the assignments.” 

Each glance, each word exchanged has you reveled in his attention. As he wrapped up the lecture, Yelena leaned in again. “Wanna grab a coffee after this? You look like you could use a break.” 

“Sure,” you agreed, but your thoughts were still focused on James. You felt his eyes on you as you packed up your things. 

~

Finding a quiet corner in the campus coffee shop, you and Yelena settled into the cozy chairs with your drinks. Freshly brewed coffee and the chatter of your fellow students created a comfortable atmosphere. 

Taking a sip of her latte, Yelena’s eyes studied you closely. “So, what’s really going on? You’ve been so distracted lately.” 

You stirred your cappuccino with a smile. “Just a lot of stuff. Classes, assignments… you know how it is, Lena.” 

She raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Sure… So, what’s so complicated with Parker?” 

You tried to find the right words as a sign escaped your lips and you played with the wooden stir stick. “It’s not just Pete. It’s everything. I feel like I’m being pulled in a million different directions.” 

Nodding sympathetically, Yelena reached out, resting her hand on yours. “I get that. But, he is part of the problem?” she asked, eyebrow raised. Yelena has been one of your closest friends since high school, she knew all too well the ups and downs of your relationship with Peter.

“Yeah, a bit,” you admitted, stilling your hand and the stir stick under her touch. “We fought recently. It’s just… a complicated one.” 

Concern etched on her face, she leaned in closer. “What happened, Spector?” 

You decided it was time to share, taking a deep breath, you met your gaze with hers. “Peter spiked my drink at the house last weekend,” you sighed before continuing. “I told him I didn’t want to drink, but he did it anyway. I ended up making a fool of myself, and then, when I confronted him about it… he didn’t even seem to understand why it was such a big deal. His exact wording was ‘overreacting’.” 

Yelena’s eyes widened in shock with every word. “What the fuck! Are you okay?” 

You dropped your head at her outburst, no doubt students and staff would be turning their heads toward you. 

“Yeah, I’m fine now,” you whispered. “Just angry and confused.” 

Your phone buzzed with a new email notification before Yelena could press further. Glancing at the screen, your breath hitched when you saw it was from James. You quickly opened the message, and you read: I’d like to see you in my office this afternoon. Let’s say 3 PM?

Excitement mixed with curiosity coursed through you in a rush, but you masked it. You gave nothing away to Yelena. Your mind was now somewhere else as you sipped your coffee, wondering what James could have in store for you, replaying the last time you were in his office. 

“Hey, are you even listening?” Yelena’s voice snaps you back into reality. 

You gave her a small smile as a lie fell from your lips. “Sorry, I was just thinking about the new assignments.” 

Concern was still held in Yelena’s eyes as she nodded. “You’re the hardest worker I know, you should probably take it easy this weekend.” 

“Yeah, maybe,” you absentmindedly replied, glancing at the time. How was it almost 2:30 PM already? “I should get going,” you said as you stood. “I have a few things to take care of before, um, before the library closes.” 

Yelena gave you a knowing look, she sniffed out your lie but thankfully, didn’t press. “Alright, see you later.” 

“Thank you for listening, Lena.” you sent her a reassuring smile as you made your way out of the coffee shop and out to the campus courtyard. 

~

The room was warmly lit, papers neatly stacked on his desk, and your heart raced as you stepped further into his office. James looked up from his reading, a small soft smile spreading across his face. 

“Come in, Baby Girl,” he said, his tome unusually gentle. “Please, have a seat.” 

Hesitating for a moment, you half-expected a stern reprimand or a command, but he was relaxed. Your curiosity piqued as you took a seat in the chair across from his desk. 

“Thank you for coming,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “I thought we could spend some time together while I catch up on grading these assignments.” 

A wave of pleasant surprise washed over you as your gaze met his piercing blue eyes. “Really?” you replied, a genuine smile spreading across your lips.

He nodded, picking up a stack of papers. “Yes, I find your presence… soothing. And, I thought we could both use a break from all the tension.” 

You watched as his brow furrowed slightly in concentration as he began to read through assignments. It was endearing, and you felt a warm affection for him grow as you witnessed him so absorbed in his work. 

Slowly, you got up from your chair as the impulse to walk around his desk took over you. He looked up, a puzzled but not displeased look on his face, as you gently perched yourself on his lap.

Wrapping an arm around your waist, he pulled you closer as his eyes softened. “Comfortable, Baby?” he asked, amusement and tenderness mixed in his voice.

You nodded, resting your head in the crook of his neck, your heart beating faster. “Yes, Sergeant,” you whispered. 

His hand traced patterns along your hip lightly, sending shivers up your shine. As he continued to read and grade papers, his touch remained gentle and comforting, keeping you grounded in the moment.

Time seemed to slow as you sat with him, the world outside his office, the cocoon of intimacy around you, fading away. You felt a sense of peace that you hadn’t realized you were missing as you leaned into him. 

After a while, he set aside the assignments and turned his attention fully to you. His eyes were filled with a soft warmth as they searched yours. “Will you be attending the dinner party at your brother’s apartment this weekend?” his fingers stayed gently caressing your hip as he inquired.

You hesitated, thinking about the chaotic dynamics that could take place in an intimate evening with your professors who also happened to be your brother’s closest friends. “I’m not sure yet,” you admitted. “I hadn’t really thought about it.” 

Reaching into a drawer of his desk, James pulled out a small, elegantly wrapped package. He nodded as he handed it to you with a mysterious smile. “I was hoping you might consider going. And, if you do, I’d like you to have this.” 

Your fingers brushed against his as you took the package. A familiar spark ignited within you as you touched. “What is it?” you asked, curiosity piqued. 

His eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief as his smile deepened. “Open it when you’re, not now,” he paused, brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear before continuing. “I’d appreciate it if you were there. We could try it out together there.” 

Looking at the gift in your hands, your mind raced with possibilities. Coupled with his request, the mystery of the gift made the idea of attending much more enticing. 

“I’ll think about it,” you said softly, meeting his gaze. “And, thank you, James.” 

James began to lean in, his lips almost brushing yours before he whispered. “Good. I look forward to seeing you there, Baby Girl.” 

The heat of his breath as his lips hovered so close to yours, combined with your curiosity about the unknown gift, made you wonder what the evening at Marc’s apartment would hold.

~

A blend of excitement and nerves fluttered in your stomach as the evening of the dinner party began. You were greeted by the familiar faces of Marc’s friends, all of whom were professors at the university. The room was warmly lit and laughter started to fill the air, creating a lively atmosphere. 

You were engaged in polite conversation with your sister-in-law Layla while subtly scanning the room for James. When you finally spotted him entering the apartment, your heart skipped a beat. In a well-fitted suit, he looked effortlessly handsome, yet your eyes widened in surprise when they landed on the elegant blonde woman by his side. 

Curiosity piqued, you nudged Layla discreetly as she checked over her recipe book. “Hey, who’s the blonde with Dr. Barnes?” you asked, trying to keep your tone casual. 

Glancing over, Layla smiled as she recognized the woman. “Oh, that’s Sharon.” 

“Sharon?” you repeated, your tone searching for further information. 

“Sharon Carter-Barnes,” your heart skipped a beat as Layla continued. “She’s Bucky’s wife.” Your mind raced as you processed the information. “What?” you managed to say, your voice barely above a whisper. “He brought her… here?”

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MY TUMBLR RECS !

disclaimer ! NONE OF THESE FICS WERE WRITTEN NOR PUBLISHED BY ME. please give these author’s a little bit of your love ! all fics are x reader, and some are nsfw.

ava’s note ! i have read and reread all of these fics at least twice, and i just wanted to show my love to them and so other’s can read these wonderful stories! some of these are also on ao3. take this as my apology for barely posting xx

formula one !

lando norris

call it magic - @444lec33

caught orange-handed - @mariahcarreyyy (+ oscar piastri)

slow down, be here - @katsu28

workplace distractions - @curiousthyme

life is like a box of chocolates - @dilemmaontwolegs (+ oscar piastri)

hazy days - @coff33andb00ks

charles leclerc

dime, ¿esto es lo que tú quería'? - @yazmarina (+ oscar piastri)

you wonder why i’m bitter - @moviecritc (+ alex saint mleux)

red flags - @holllandtrash

daniel ricciardo

sweet like grenadine - @scuderiahoney (one of my favs!!!)

picture perfect - @thef1diary

got drunk on you - @userlando

feels like home - harley_sunday (ao3)

oscar piastri

no more mister shy guy. - @jamminvroomvroom

dime, ¿esto es lo que tú quería'? - @ yazmarina (+ charles leclerc)

caught orange-handed - @ mariahcarreyyy (+ lando norris)

life is like a box of chocolates - @ dilemmaontwolegs (+ lando norris)

lewis hamilton

harmony - @curiousthyme

partition - @monzabee

jenson button

missed flights - @whorekneecentral

max verstappen

he must be lucky ! - @adventuringblind

little verstappen - @lxclerc

milk and sugar - @sunrizef1

in the mind of another - @pierregazly (author has a lot of great fics!)

masterlists i’ve binged:

lewisvinga’s masterlist

maplesyrupsainz’s masterlist

pucksandpower’s masterlist

theemporium’s masterlist

nhl !

matthew tkachuk (i am nothing if not matty t’s #1 fan)

baby it’s cold outside - @raysofcrosby

waking up in vegas (masterlist) - @doc-pickles

you say you hate me - @pucksnsticksnhockeyboys

praise you like i should - @senditcolton

want you to want me - @troubatrain

4 times you faked a relationship + 1 time you didn’t - @hockeywhy

love you like me - @heavenlyhischier

jerseys and dumplings - @hockeyboysiguess

four times you sat in Matthew’s chair + the one time they called him out - @ extratragic

jack hughes

saturday sleepies - @leaentries

jersey - @sydnikov

feels like home - @ quintinh43

always an angel - @wineauntie (technically hughes brother x sister!reader)

sidney crosby

sugar sugar (masterlist) - @ holy-pucks

home is where the heart is (masterlist) - @fallinallincurls

bubble wrapped (part of a series) - @myhockeyworld87

lovestruck, went straight to my head - @harlowhockeystick

andrei svechnikov

fake numbers and date numbers - @matsbarzal

gaslight - @comphy-and-cozy

high speeds - @thewintersoldierdisaster (so many great andrei fics!)

in five - @ sydnikov (so many great andrei fics)

quinn hughes

heavy heads and heavy hearts - @quintinh43

wiped away kisses - @theemporium

game night - @sc0tters

baevillier’s masterlist

marvel !

tony “iron man” stark

straight lines and sharp angles - nicky_writes (ao3)

kinds of love (series) - bartonstark (ao3)

james “bucky” barnes

sweet dreams - abovethesmokestacks (ao3)

these ties that bind - sweetascanbee (ao3)

druig (eternals)

three-part series - @ohcaptains

how could they not know? - @saintlike78

mark spector/steven grant/jake lockley (moon knight)

man in the mirror - @fettuccin-e

i’m getting to know someone - davosmymaster (ao3)

keep a secret? - cakealicoi (ao3)

matt “daredevil” murdock

dirty little devil - @courtforshort15

kate bishop/yelena belova

blank space - @ mrsyelena (ao3) (unfinished)

wanda maximoff/natasha romanoff

kidnapped - artemis_writes123 (ao3)

star wars !

anakin skywalker

save a spaceship, ride a starpilot - kkismygod (ao3)

jealousy - kkismygod (ao3)

patched up - kkismygod (ao3)

eventide - ohgodmyeyes (ao3) (more darth vader, less anakin)

the babysitter - ohgodmyeyes (ao3)

braids - sarcastic_bubble (ao3)

primal - lullows (ao3) (ft. obi-wan kenobi)

drunk confessions - oreosmama (ao3)

master + padawan knight senator = ? - darthtrek (ao3) (ft. obi-wan kenobi)

say my name - kkismygod (ao3)

the mandalorian

cold showers - cptnbvcks (ao3)

misc !

jj maybank (outer banks)

amnesiac - cherienymphe (ao3)

i know (5+1) - heathersmoonlight (ao3)

soul deep - heathersmoonlight (ao3)

art donaldson (challengers)

beyond the play - @sapphire-writes

and then there were three… - @kolsmikaelson

good luck, babe! - @sunsburns (ft. tashi & patrick)

the mikaelsons (tvdu)

patisserie - wickedlyemma (ao3)

david von erich (iron claw)

yellow rose - @daysofyellowroses

ransom drysdale (knives out)

rubber? i don’t even like her - @ whateveriwant

lip gallagher (shameless)

out of excuses - @ borntobewondering

billy loomis/stu macher (scream I)

jealous jerks - @ potter-imagines

bruce wayne (the batman 2022)

written in the stars - batsingotham (ao3)

*please let me know if you want me to remove any of these links or anything, i hope i didnt offend anyone <3 also sorry that i couldn't tag everyone !

** i WILL be adding more as time goes on. i have many many recs

[shewhohangsoutincemeteries]

once again, we've reached a new year, and while I can't guarantee a new me who might actually release new fanfiction with some semblance of regularity, I can promise that I will keep writing and posting as often as my life allows. I want to thank all of you who read, like, respond and especially reblog my work, and I hope that you enjoy anything on this list you may of missed, and keep enjoying the new work I keep on posting. happy new year everyone!

full content warnings and content can be found on each individual post, and each fic is labelled for length. follow me on bartonstark to find all my fic in one place, or check out my ao3. smut/sexual content: *** personal favourites: ///

BRUCE BANNER:

interlude (ficlet) *** you steal a heated moment with bruce in the lab.

BUCKY BARNES:

keep quiet (ficlet) *** /// against his better judgement, bucky lets you seduce him in a public place.

warm embrace (ficlet) bucky takes pity on you in the cold.

CLINT BARTON:

appreciation (oneshot) *** /// you borrow clint's shirt and he shows you just how much he approves.

make your move (oneshot) /// you discover clint's real feelings for you and dare him to do something about it.

stay still (ficlet) clint comes to your aid after you're injured on the battlefield.

whatever you need (ficlet) *** /// after a mission gone wrong, clint gives you everything you need.

MARC SPECTOR:

bubble bath (ficlet) sometimes, self care includes bubbles.

starving (ficlet) *** marc has alternate plans for dinner.

NATASHA ROMANOFF:

smile (ficlet) you distract natasha in the middle of a meeting.

PETER QUILL:

chilly (ficlet) /// you're not quite used to just how cold it is in space.

rom-com moment (ficlet) *** even a storm can't convince quill to keep his hands -or his feelings- to himself.

STEVEN GRANT:

raindrops keep falling (ficlet) a busted umbrella leads to a meet cute.

TONY STARK:

downpour (ficlet) *** tony has his way with you against a window as you watch the rain.

favor (ficlet) you convince tony to finally get some rest.

ink (ficlet) you surprise tony when he finally comes home to you.

missed you (ficlet) tony wakes you up in the middle of the night.

most people (oneshot) /// tony can't believe you're the kind of person who doesn't like hugs.

pride (ficlet) *** tony takes a lot of pride in what he does to you.

voice of reason (ficlet) in a reversal of roles, tony's the one to convince you to go to bed.

waking up with you (ficlet) *** tony has only one thing on his mind in the mornings.

THREESOMES/POLYAMORY:

ladies first (clint barton x natasha romanoff x reader) *** /// natasha has strict rules when it comes to play.

plaything (tony stark x marc spector x reader) *** /// you invite an old boyfriend to help teach your new one a lesson.

SERIES:

just to be nearby (peter quill x reader) *** /// months after the battle of earth, peter is still wallowing in his loss of gamora. he begins to find comfort in you.

just to be nearby

closer still

to ashes chapters (full series, this year's chapters in bold) *** /// after the snap, you volunteer to track down clint and bring him home. instead, you join him on his mission for blood and find yourself growing closer to him... prologue - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - more coming soon

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Erasing Disabled Superheroes: Why 'Healing' Them Takes Away Vital Representation from Disabled Fans

In today's world, it should not be this difficult to find a sticker of Oracle for my water bottle. Okay , Let me clarify who and what Oracle is and why it truly is that big of a deal to me. Nerd rambling ahead, follow at your own risk.

Oracle is the name Barbara Gordon took when she hung up her cape and cowl as batgirl after the attack from the Joker left her paralyzed. We see her decide that will not be the end of her hero days. Instead she continues to be an amazing member of the Batfam and JL as Oracle. Oracle becomes a world class hacker, and organizes the family in the various battles across Gotham, Bludhaven and beyond.

Now, one of the many things that the New 52 did that I had issues with is they reset Babs back into her Batgirl regalia and back on her feet. While it was all wonderfully inspirational and shit as she driven to train after her father died …yadda yadda, - it took from page and fandom the already inspirational badass that we had in Oracle.

We didn't need her swinging from grapples to save the day. She did that on the regular as one of the most badass, intelligent and wonderful characters DC had seen in way too damn long and she did all that from the seat of her wheelchair.

I can not overstate the importance of representation matters. These comics, these heroes belong to everyone and we all want to see ourselves in those pages.

This whole rant came from the fact I can't find a damn Oracle sticker for my water bottle but here, have a list of heroes and villains of varying abilities because we need more of that shit.

Deaf and HoH:

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Maya Lopez (Echo)

Mutism:

Jerico

Cassie Cane (Orphan)

Makkai

Blind or Visually Impaired:

Matt Murdock (Daredevil)

Toph Beifong ( Earth Bender)

Madame Webb

Amputee:

Bucky Barnes (Winter Solider)

Victor Stone (Cyborg)

Roy Harper (Arsenal)

Arthur Curry (Aquaman)

Komodo (human form)

Paraplegic:

Charles Xavier (Professor X)

Barbara Gordon (Oracle)

Dissociative Identity Disorder:

Marc Spector (Moon Knight)

Achondroplasty:

Puck

Cerebral Palsy:

Hornet

Help me grow the list, tell me ones I missed!

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Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 18 now soo..) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

I will add a prompt list to this blog soon but again feel free to request other scenarious. Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out tho).

My writing will be for all ages but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

If you have any questions at all if i write for something, or if a topic you want me to write about is okay or not, please reach out through my asks or my inbox.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders):)))

I write both romantic and platonic for all my characters. Although Teen!readers will always be platonic if the character is an adult.

I also write poly relationships. AUs are also totally on the table (big Fan of celebrity AUs).

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even know in my opinion i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Sally face

-Sal Fisher

-Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

-Larry Johnson

-Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

-Fred Weasley

-george Weasley

-lee jordan

-Charly weasley

-Bill weasley

-cedric diggory

-Fleur delacour

-olliver wood

-sirius black

-remus lupin

Marauders

-James potter

-sirius black

-remus lupin

-regulus black

-Evan rosier

-Barty crouch jr

-pandora lestrange

-lilly evans

-marlene mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

-Sebastian Sallow

-Ominus Gaunt

-Gareth Weasley

-Poppy Sweetings

-Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

-Bob Andrews

-Peter Shaw

-Justus Jonas

-Skinny Norris

Twilight

-Jasper Hale

-Emmet Cullen

-carlisle cullen

-esme cullen

-rosalie hale

-alice cullen

-sam uley

-Paul lahote

-charlie swan

-Leah clearwater

pjo

-Percy jackson

-Anabeth chase

-luke castellan

-clarrisse larue

-selena beauregard

-charles beckendorf

-ethan nakamura

-nico di anglo (no romantic fem readers)

-rachel elizabeth dare

-will solace (no romantic fem reader)

-travis stoll

-connor stoll

-hazel levesque (no romantic)

-jason grace

-leo valdez

-piper mclean

Magnus chase

-Magnus chase

-samirah al abbas ( no romantic)

-alex fierro

-blitzen

-hearthstone

-malory keen

-tj (thomas jefferson jr)

Kane chronicles (havent read it in a while so might be ooc)

-Carter kane

-sadie kane

-anubis

-walt stone

Bridgerton

-Benedict

-Anthony

-Eloise

-Daphne

MCU (Avengers)

-bucky Barnes

-steve rogers

-tony stark

-sam wilson

-natasha romanoff

-yelena belova

-Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

-MJ

-Wanda maximof

-Piedro maximof

-Clint barton

-scott lang

-stephen strange

-kate bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

-peter quill

-gamora

Moonknight

-steven grant

-mark spector

-layla el-faouly

Daredevil (Season 1)

-matt murdock

-Foggy nelson

-Karen page

-James wesley

X-men universe

-Deadpool

-Weasly

-francis

-Xavier

-negasonic

-mystic

-Angel

-kurt

Venom

-Eddie Brock

DC

-Harley Quinn

-Jason Todd

-Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

-wally west

-Artemis

-roy harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

-Mal

-Evie

-Carlos devil

-Jay

-Benjamin beast

-Chad charming

-Audrey rose

-jane

-lonnie

-Uma

-Harry hook

-Gil

Rise of red

-james hook

-hades

-bridget

-ella

-cloe

-red

-morgie

Kingsmen

-Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

-Bette Whitlaw

-oren lennox

-shane madej (no romantic fem readers)

-June park

Jennifers Body

-Jennifer Check

-Colin gray

Ever after high

-all characters

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[superhero-smackdown]

Bracket(??) Announcement!

I have FINALLY (which I am very sorry for guys) finished going through my submissions and have created something that looks like a bracket. BUT, in order to include the most characters, I have devised a group round with 128 characters divided into 8 groups and have sorted them in a way that prevents this competition from becoming a batman vs spider-man final.

making the polls shouldn't take nearly as long so be on the lookout for those! this will be pinned and I'll make sure to edit this post with links to the polls, and matchups are not necessarily going to be heroes next to each other! matches can be made up by any two heroes in the same group

polls will last a day for now and one group will be posted per day

as of right now top 4 from each group will make it to the bracket round but that is absolutely subject to change so don't count on that

Without further ado, your Superhero Smackdown competitors!!!

GROUP 1

Peter Parker, Miles Morales, and Gwen Stacy/Spider-Men and Ghost Spider (Marvel)

Garfield Logan/Beast Boy (DC)

Steve Rogers/Captain America (Marvel)

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler (Marvel)

The Incredibles and Frozone (Pixar)

Kori'ander/Starfire (DC)

Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Marvel)

Stephanie Brown/Spoiler (DC)

Toshinori Yagi/All Might (My Hero Academia)

Charles Xavier/Professor X (Marvel)

Jessica Jones (Marvel)

Jason Todd/Red Hood (DC)

Black Noir (The Boys)

Jim Gordon (DC)

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier (Marvel)

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel (Marvel)

GROUP 2

Kara Zor-El/Supergirl (DC)

T'Challa Udaku/Black Panther (Marvel)

Sam Wilson/Falcon/Captain America (Marvel)

Dick Grayson/Nightwing (DC)

Peter Quill/Starlord (Marvel)

Minhkhoa Khan/The Ghost-Maker (DC)

The Green Lantern Corp (DC)

Kendra Saunders/Hawkgirl (DC)

Arthur Curry/Aquaman (DC)

Cassandra Cain/Black Bat (DC)

Queen Maeve (The Boys)

Clark Kent/Superman (DC)

Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat (Marvel)

Tony Stark/Iron Man (Marvel)

Cissie King-Jones/Arrowette (DC)

Marc Spector, Steve Grant, Jake Lockley/Moon Knight (Marvel)

GROUP 3

Barry Allen/The Flash (DC)

Starlight (The Boys)

Kate Kane/Batwoman (DC)

Darkwing Duck (DuckTales)

Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead (My Hero Academia)

Roy Harper/Arsenal (DC)

Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova/Black Widow (Marvel)

Tim Drake/Red Robin (DC)

The Autobots (Transformers TV Show)

Bruce Wayne/Batman (DC)

Ororo Monroe/Storm (Marvel)

The Midnighter (DC)

Wade Wilson/Deadpool (Marvel)

Logan, James Howlett/Wolverine (Marvel)

Kon Kent/Superboy (DC)

Diana Prince/Wonder Woman (DC)

GROUP 4

Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom)

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

The Powerpuff Girls (The Powerpuff Girls)

Izuku Midoriya/Deku (My Hero Academia)

Ben Tennyson/Ben 10 (Ben 10)

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir (Miraculous Ladybug)

Kate Bishop/Hawkeye (Marvel)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)

America Chavez/Miss America (Marvel)

Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Link and Zelda (The Legend of Zelda)

Goku (Dragon Ball Z)

The Power Rangers (The Power Rangers Series)

Kamala Khan/Miss Marvel (Marvel)

Virgil Hawkins/Static (DC)

Billy Batson/Captain Marvel/Shazam (DC)

GROUP 5

Damian Wayne/Robin (DC)

Phineas Flynn, Ferb Fletcher/The Beak (Phineas and Ferb)

Alex, Sam, and Clover (Totally Spies)

Jubilation Lee/Jubilee (Marvel)

Alya Cesaire/Rena Rouge (Miraculous Ladybug)

Flash Thompson/Agent Venom (Marvel)

Shoto Todoroki/Shoto (My Hero Academia)

Gwen Poole/Gwenpool (Marvel)

Nino Lahiffe/Carapace (Miraculous Ladybug)

Kaio Kincaid/K.O. (OK K.O.! Let's be Heroes)

Katsuki Bakugo/Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight (My Hero Academia)

Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (Marvel)

Billy Kaplan and Tommy Shepherd/Wiccan and Speed (Marvel)

Viv Vision (Marvel)

Doreen Green/Squirrel Girl (Marvel)

Mia Dearden/Speedy (DC)

GROUP 6

Undine Wells and Kokoro Aichi/Alchemical Water and Heartful Punch (Sleepless Domain)

Olive Silverlock and Maps Mizoguchi/The Detective Club (DC)

Nova Artino and Adrian Everhart/Insomia and Sketch (Renegades Trilogy)

Karen Fields/Voyd (Pixar)

Laura Kinney/X-23/Wolverine (Marvel)

William Wisp/The Wisperer (Just Roll With It)

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuuko (Miraculous Ladybug)

Gizmoduck (DuckTales)

Dakota Cole/D.C. (Just Roll With It)

Rumi Usagiyama/Miruko (My Hero Academia)

Luka Couffaine/Viperion (Miraculous Ladybug)

Neena Thurman/Domino (Marvel)

Vyncent Sol/Virion (Just Roll With It)

Elpis (Valor Academy)

Captain Rainbow (Nintendo)

Moza/Emara (Emara)

GROUP 7

Mark Grayson/Invincible (Invincible)

Jimmy Woo (Marvel)

Kirby (Nintendo)

The Doctor (Doctor Who)

Zorro (The Mark of Zorro)

Phil Coulson (Marvel)

Megamind (Megamind)

Monkey D. Luffy (One Piece)

Donald Duck/The Duck Avenger/Paperinik (Disney)

Saitama/Caped Baldy (One Punch Man)

He-Man and She-Ra (He-Man: Masters of the Universe and She-Ra: Princess of Power)

Sonic the Hedgehog (Sonic Games)

The Tick (The Tick)

Robin Hood (English Folklore)

Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic (My Hero Academia)

Klaus Hargreeves/Number 4/The Séance (The Umbrella Academy)

GROUP 8

Super Grover (Seasame Street)

Wario-Man (Nintendo)

Fanboy and Chum Chum (Fanboy and Chum Chum)

Ace and Gary/The Ambiguously Gay Duo (Saturday Night Live)

Hero Cookie (Cookie Run)

Floyd Belkin/Splitter/Arm-Fall-Off-Boy (DC)

Bob Dobalina/Bob, Agent of Hydra (Marvel)

Bibleman (Bibleman TV Show)

Larry-Boy (VeggieTales)

Sharkboy and Lavagirl (The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl)

Mermaid Man and Barnicle Boy (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Daniel MacIntyre/Cactusman/SCP-2800 (SCP Foundation)

Morbius (Morbius)

Jarro (DC)

Jeff the Land Shark (Marvel)

Steel Samurai (Ace Attorney)

[starryevermore]

best believe i’m still bejeweled ✧ steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley, & bucky barnes

angst city™ library | send in a request (consult request faqs first)

pairing: steven grant x fem!reader x marc spector x jake lockley; bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: you think you’ve been too good of a girl. did all the extra credit, then got graded on a curve. you think it’s time to teach some lessons. because, you made him your world. but did he hear? you can reclaim the land. and you miss him, but you miss sparkling.

word count: 4,861

warnings?: angst city™ bitch, referenced cheating, breaking up, implied smut, a lil fluff, pet name (love/mi amor/doll), not proofread

Between the two of them, you never expected Steven to be the one to break your heart. No, not sweet Steven who stuttered his way through pick up lines. Not kind Steven who tripped over his feet as he rushed forward to open a door for you. Not soft Steven who was so unsure of how to act in a relationship but never failed to make you smile so hard your cheeks hurt, laugh so hard your belly ached. Marc, after all, was the one who would run when he was scared. Marc was the one who ran from his (now ex) wife when he thought Khonshu was going to make her his avatar. Marc was the one who was so cold to you at the start, so unsure of if you would treat sweet Steven right. And yet, Marc was not the one making you cry right now. 

Steven had asked you out nearly a year ago. Your relationship had moved at a near snail’s pace. You understood. He had never been in a real relationship before. You didn’t want to rush him into anything he wasn’t comfortable with. Between that and the sleep disorder where he would lose days at a time (that turned out to be DID), nothing in this relationship could ever be considered fast. Except, perhaps, how fast Steven was to rip your heart out and stomp on it. 

“You…what?”

“I’m sorry, love. I really am.”

It had been a month to the day since Steven had disappeared to Egypt. You had heard that Steven had been fired. Steven had loved what he did, even if he had aspirations for the tour guide position. But even as a gift shop worker, Steven was happy at the museum. He was content. When the news made its way to you as you took a break between tour groups, you found yourself taking the day off, rushing to Steven’s flat to see if he was okay. 

Another woman had been there. Layla, her name was. She could have been a model she was so stunning. Between her stunning curls and her piercing eyes, the way she seemed so sure of herself, you felt small. Insufficient. You hadn’t felt that way in a long time. (You didn’t want to feel that way ever again.) It turned out, Layla was Steven’s—well, no, Marc’s—wife. She and Marc had been looking for a scarab. A lot of the words went in one ear and out the other. You couldn’t stop focusing on wife, the word swirling in your head, banging against the walls of your skull, telling you that Steven wasn’t yours. Perhaps he never had been. That night, Layla and Steven disappeared. 

When he came back, telling you about Marc and Khonshu and Ammit and a man named Harrow and how he had gone to the Duat and how Layla became Taweret’s avatar and how the two of them defeated Ammit and Harrow, you did your best to be supportive. To take it one step of the time. You listened to his every story. You introduced yourself to Marc. You tried to ignore the sting every time Layla’s name was brought. Layla was the past, Marc assured you. He had signed the divorce papers as soon as the two of them returned to London. But there was always something in the way he spoke, the way he chose his words oh so carefully, that told you he was hiding something. You wondered what happened between Layla and Steven in Egypt, but you feared the answer, so you never asked the question. 

“It’s just…Layla understands me. She gets me. I’ve never felt like this before.”

It felt like your mouth had been stuffed with cotton. Did you not understand him? you wanted to ask. What did he think of you? Did he think you didn’t care? How…How had you made him feel? 

“Oh” was all you could manage to say. 

When Steven had invited you to his flat, you had expected a quiet date night. He had promised you one when he got back to London. Said he wanted to make things up to you for leaving so suddenly, for not offering you an explanation at the time. Steven said he would put on whatever movie you wanted, that he would fix your favorite food, that the two of you could cuddle under the blanket you knitted him, that things would be like they always had been. 

But when you got to the flat, everything was silent. There was no aroma of your favorite food wafting through the air. There was no theme song playing on the menu screen of the DVD, waiting for one of you to press play. Only a single light was on in the kitchen, illuminating Steven’s handsome, but worried, face. You asked him what was wrong. He blurted out that he didn’t want to be with you anymore. 

“I mean, you understand me too!” he was quick to add. You doubted the sincerity of his words. “It’s just…Layla’s different, y’know? She sees me. She sees me for what I am, what I could be.”

“So do I.” You looked at him. Blinked back the tears stinging your eyes. “I’ve loved you from the moment I first saw you.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down his throat. “You’ve only seen me as the dorky guy who could only fuck things up. She sees me as someone brilliant.”

“I’ve always thought you were brilliant, Steven.”

Steven shook his head. “I can’t explain it, love—”

“—please don’t call me that. Not when you’re breaking my heart—”

“—but when I kissed her in Egypt, I just…I don’t know. I knew, I guess. That she was the one—” 

It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on top of you. It felt like someone had injected icicles straight into your veins. It felt like Steven had picked up your heart, the very one he had stomped on, and threw it in a fucking blender. 

Wordlessly, you walked away. You went to the closet, tugging your clothes off of hangers. You collected your makeup and perfume and toiletries from the bathroom. You grabbed your books, your DVDs, your trinkets and treasures. You dumped it all in the duffel you had brought over, shoving and cramming it all in there, not caring if any of it got ruined. You didn’t ever have much at Steven’s place. You didn’t want to spook him, to make him think you were moving too fast. But there was just enough there that, when it was taken away, the flat looked oddly empty. 

You looked at the blanket you knitted for Steven. It rested on the couch, all folded up and nice. You considered grabbing it, too. But it hurt to look at. You couldn’t imagine how much it would hurt to have. 

“What are you doing?” 

It was Marc now, the American accent completely distinct from Steven. 

“I can’t do this,” you said, finally getting the zipper to shut. You let out a sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “…Did you know, Marc? Did you know that he had kissed her?”

“I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

Marc came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You tried to wiggle away, but his grip only tightened. Damn Khonshu for making him so strong. 

“I knew,” he whispered. “I thought…I don’t know. That it was the heat of the moment. I thought if he made it back to you, that he would realize he made a mistake. I didn’t think…If I had known he was going to leave you, I would’ve told you…”

“You should’ve told me to begin with. Didn’t I deserve the truth?”

He was quiet for a moment. Then— “I was scared you might leave Steven. I was scared you would break his heart.”

“Yet, breaking my heart was okay.” 

You finally pulled out of Marc’s grasp. You reached for your purse, fishing out your keys. You twisted the little gold one off the keyring, placing it on the end table next to the couch. You didn’t intend on coming back here. What reason did you have to do so? You picked up your duffel and purse, looked back at Marc. You weren’t sure if it was a trick of the light, but he almost looked like he was about to cry. 

“…Take care of him, please.”

“I will.” He stared at you as if he was trying to memorize how you looked. “Where are you…What are you gonna do?”

You hesitated. You weren’t sure. You didn’t really want to go back to your job, to your regular life. Too much of it was tainted with Steven, with memories of how he loved you. In the back of your mind, you remembered a call you’d realized the day Steven had left for Egypt.  

The Avengers had been slowly rebuilding after the Blip. The news was wrought with new heroes coming out of the woodwork, taking on old heroes’ mantles, claiming new ones. You figured it was only a matter of time before someone finally got a hold of you. 

Early in your relationship, you had confined in Steven that you used to be something of a vigilante. That you’d been in an accident and walked away with unharmed, save for the ability to control fire. You had been angry in your youth, hated the lack of justice in the world. You did your best to defend the defenseless. As you got older, as the Sovokia Accords became a frightening reality, you hung up your hero hat and tried to return to a normal life. Even after the Accords had been repealed, you found yourself too comfortable in a normality to return to the danger of the real world. Steven had thought you were incredible when you told him, thought you were a true hero. You wondered what he would think of you now, what he would think of you considering becoming one of Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. 

“I think I’m gonna try to get a fresh start.”

By the end of the week, you had crossed the pond. You didn’t look back. 

It took exactly a week after Steven broke up with you for Jake Lockley to make himself known to the system. Jake had fully intended to never reveal himself to Marc or Steven. He liked his privacy. He didn’t see the need to make himself known. But when Steven broke up with you…Jake gave Steven a week to make things right. When that never happened, Jake saw red. 

Steven only caught bits and pieces of Jake’s first words at him. He hadn’t been expecting an angry little man to be yelling at him in rapid fire Spanish, spit flying from the corners of his mouth as he shouted. Steven knew enough of French to understand parts of the Spanish, catching something about him being a complete idiot, that he must have been hit in the head too hard when fighting against Ammit and Harrow, that only someone who lost their mind would throw away something so good. Jake’s words stung some—Steven did feel guilty about breaking up with you the way he did, but the words didn’t have as full of an impact because Steven didn’t know Jake well enough to care about what he said—but what hurt more was to see Marc nodding along, silently agreeing with what Jake said. 

“I’ll go apologize to her—” Steven tried to say when Jake paused long enough for Steven to have a chance to talk. 

“Good luck with that. She left. She’s gone.”

…Steven hadn’t been expecting that. “What? What do you mean she’s gone? She couldn’t have left London so soon!”

“She didn’t just leave London. She left the whole fucking country.” Jake ground his teeth together. “You broke her heart so bad she took the first job offer to get the hell away from you.”

He wanted to ask how Jake knew that. How he knew that you left. (Had Jake tried to visit you? Had Jake been stalking you? How could Steven even trust that this new guy was telling him the truth? But…what if you were gone? What if you had left because you couldn’t stand to be in the same city as Steven anymore? Was it selfish to think that? To think he had such an impact on you?)

Steven swallowed his tears and said, “I’m sorry if I drove her away, but…Don’t I deserve to be happy? Why do I have to be with her when she doesn’t make me happy anymore?” 

Jake snarled something that Steven couldn’t quite hear, but said nothing more. Jake didn’t say anything to Steven for a long time. Marc didn’t either. It was…Well, it was strange. Having a head all to himself. Even though he hadn’t had Marc for long, Steven had gotten used to him being there. At one point, that was all Steven had wanted, all he wanted was for his head to only be his head. That he didn’t have to share what was his. But now that he was actually alone, it felt wrong.

It almost made him wish that Jake and Marc were still around, if only to blame them when things didn’t work out with Layla. God, he wished it had worked out. At least if he and Layla were together, he could at least pretend the isolation was worth it.

Layla had been so excited when Steven asked on a date—of course, after the initial confusion since she thought he was still dating you. But she was so happy when he invited her to dinner at this nice vegan restaurant he loved. She told him how she couldn’t stop thinking about their kiss, that she regretted agreeing to sign the divorce papers because that meant she wouldn’t have any tie to him. That she was excited to see where this would go. 

Any excitement Steven shared started to die on that first date. When he walked in, the hostess immediately recognized him. You and him had gone there to eat a lot. The hostess asked where you were, barely hiding the confusion on her face when he said he was seeing someone else, that the two of you had gone separate ways. (“But why? You two were so adorable together!”) When they were sat a table, looking over the menu, Steven fiddled with his tie. It didn’t look nearly as nice as when you would tie it for him. He missed the way you would look at him with nothing but love in your eyes, how you would lean in and press kiss to the tip of his nose when you were done. When Layla complimented his shirt, he fought the urge to say you got it for him. (Why did he choose this shirt? Was his subconscious trying to tell him something? Were Marc and Jake controlling his actions when he picked it out?)  

But the date went well enough that there was a second, and then a third. Yet, the thoughts of you plagued his mind. He never meant to, but Steven kept finding himself drawing comparisons between you and Layla. It wasn’t fair to her. It wasn’t fair to you, either, he supposed. But now that he made you leave…All he wanted was to see you again. 

It was after that third date that things came crashing to an end. 

“I don’t think this is working out,” Layla said. She had lifted her head from Steven’s chest, staring at him, trying to gauge his reaction. “I…This has been lovely, Steven. It really has. But, I don’t know. I don’t feel…”

“The same spark?” Steven finished. Layla nodded. “I thought it was just me, if I’m being honest. Makes me feel a bit better that you felt the same. Still fit a bit like shit, but…”

“Yeah. I get it.” Layla got up, gathering one of the sheets to cover her body as she collected her clothes. “I’m gonna head out, okay? And…If you ever just want to hang out as friends, give me a call.”

“Yeah. You too.”

And just like that…Steven was all alone again. And it was all his fault. 

You never expected to move on. Learning that your boyfriend had cheated on you with his sort-of-wife-but-actually-the-wife-of-Marc was something that should have made you swear off dating forever. After all, you’d been cheated on before and it took you years to feel comfortable enough to dip your toe back into the dating pool, and that had certainly been a far less complicated situation than this. You had expected to wallow in self-pity for months, to eat your weight in ice cream. To avoid going to bars so that you don’t have to be hit on and explain to people that you want to get drunk, not have sex with a stranger. To go through the inevitable conversation with your co-workers of why you’re not dating and why you don’t appreciate being set up on dates. You expected a lot of things. But never expected to be swept off your feet by a certain blue-eyed, metal-armed super soldier. 

Bucky Barnes was a sweetheart who put Steven’s sweetness to shame. He was a lot more confident than Steven. (Or, at least, the Steven you were more familiar with. When Steven came back from Egypt, he carried himself differently. You had chalked it up to him and Marc finally finding peace together. You now wondered if it was because a certain gorgeous ex-wife of Marc’s had swept him off his feet.) When you first came to the Avengers Compound, Bucky was the one to greet you. He made a snarky remark about Sam putting him on tour guide duty, and you rebutted with how you probably had more tour guide experience than him. Somehow, Bucky convinced you to give him the tour, you making things up as you led him around the Compound, inside jokes being created easily between the two of you. (In the end, you found yourself getting lost in the Compound for a week and having to call on Bucky to lead you back to where you needed to go. You were pretty sure that was his entire plan, and you loved every second of it.) 

“It’s easy to be around you,” Bucky told you one day, a few months into your time with the Avengers. The two of you were eating lunch on the roof, ignoring the rest of the world together. “I don’t feel like I have to pretend that I’m someone I’m not, you know? People know as Steve’s best friend, so they expect me to act just as righteous and holy as him. Or people see me as the Winter Soldier and think I’m going to go on a rampage at the drop of a hat. But you…You just see me as Bucky, and I like being just Bucky.”

His confession made your heart warm. “It’s easy to be around you, too.” You weren’t sure what compelled you to say it, but you found yourself admitting, “I just got broken up with before I came here, you know. It was…complicated. It turned out the sleeping disorder we thought my boyfriend had was actually DID. And the host…Well, he had a wife.”

“Oh, shit.”

Oh shit, indeed. 

“And they were all wrapped up in this adventure, you know. The host and the wife. Well, my boyfriend found out about it and got wrapped up, too. He ran off to Egypt with the wife. They came back, a divorce was made official, and my boyfriend pretended he never kissed the wife while he was away. You know, until a month later when he decided he’d rather be with her than me. Apparently, she understood him and I didn’t.” You shrugged, picking at the sandwich you were eating. “I had just gotten the offer to join the Avengers right before he broke up with me. I took it as a sign to put some distance between us. When I got here, I was ready to just be a recluse and be miserable all the time. Instead, you made me laugh for the first time in a week.”

“Laugh so hard you tripped and fell down the stairs?”

“Okay, it was like two stairs, and you need to let me live that down!” you laughed, smacking his bicep. “But, seriously, I’m glad I make you feel comfortable, because you make me feel comfortable.”

And when he smiled at you…God, it made you feel so warm and fuzzy inside. It only made sense that, three months later, you asked Bucky on a date. 

Dating Bucky was like a dream come true. Bucky brought you flowers every time he came to your apartment. Bucky brought you little presents—your favorite chocolate, little trinkets, your coffee order—just because. Bucky looked at you like you hung the stars in the sky. Bucky knew the sidewalk rule. Bucky made you feel loved when you had thought you might never love again. If you thought Steven was the sweetest man you’d ever met, then Bucky was an angel sent down to you straight from heaven. It was easy to forget about Steven when you were with Bucky. It was easy to forget why you joined the Avengers in the first place. It was easy to forget why your heart had been broken in the first place. It was easy to forget who broke your heart. 

But, with all good things…Well, it didn’t come to an end. It certainly felt like it, though, when you heard that the Avengers had recruited a certain Moon Knight for a mission. Apparently, their knowledge of ancient Egypt was necessary for the mission. (As if you weren’t just as knowledgeable! Though, you supposed there was something to be gained by having an Egyptian god on your side.)

Still, you were ready to cry when the news reached you. You did cry, actually. Bucky had been the one to tell you, said that he thought it might be best coming from him. It probably was. It didn’t stop you from bawling in his arms for an hour because you never, ever, ever wanted to see Steven Grant again. You couldn’t handle it. You couldn’t handle seeing his face, knowing that he was happy without you, even if you were equally happy without him. 

You had once thought you would spend the rest of your life with him, after all. That’s not something that you just forget. That’s not something that you just ignore. 

Then the day came. It had felt like any other day, save for the heaviness you felt in your chest. From the moment you woke up, the dread settled deep in your bones. You half considered not even showing up at the Compound. Surely you could come up with a good enough excuse. But…Well, you would have to see them eventually. You were supposed to go on the mission, too, and that wasn’t something you could easily get out of. So, you sucked it up and went to work. 

He was there when you arrived. He stood straight, shoulders back. Marc must’ve been fronting, you mused. Though, the flat cap was something new. Neither Marc nor Steven were the kind of people who wore hats very often. Of course, Marc did sport the occasional ball cap from time to time, but that was very different from a flat cap. Perhaps more had changed than you originally thought. 

As you walked into the Compound, he turned, as if he knew you were there. You paused when you saw his face. He wasn’t…That wasn’t Marc. And that wasn’t Steven. You couldn’t stop yourself from saying, “You’re different.”

His face brightened when he realized you were talking to him. He reached out, taking your hand. He lifted it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. “Jake Lockley, mi amor.”

Your heart clenched at the pet name. It didn’t feel right. Not coming from a man who wore the same face as Steven. “Are you…Are you new? Did something happen?”

Jake shook his head. “Not new, mi amor. I kept to myself. Did Khonshu’s business when he needed me, left when he didn’t.”

“Then, what made you stop keeping to yourself?”

His smile dropped. His jaw clenched. For a second, you worried that you had upset him. Perhaps something bad had happened. Perhaps that was why he made himself known to the system. Perhaps you were digging up bad memories. Then— “Steven broke up with you.”

Oh. Well…That didn’t make any sense. And you told Jake as much. 

“Who do you think was the one who asked you out, mi amor? Poor guy could barely even speak to you.”

You thought back to that day. How Steven came up to you, not quite sounding the same. His voice held more…charm? Charisma? Steven had leaned against the counter in the gift shop, a huge, dimply smile on his face, as he asked you on a date to this new vegan restaurant that had opened up. How you had never seen him smile like that before. How you never really saw him smile like that again. That is, until now, as he stood in front you, the huge dimply smile on full display. 

“You pretended to be Steven.”

“You make him happy. You make all of us happy.”

“Layla makes him happier.” Perhaps that was petty to say. But, if anyone was entitled to a healthy dose of pettiness, it surely had to be you. 

Jake shook his head, but before he could argue like he seemed like he wanted to, you felt a hand on your waist. Jake’s face twisted into confusion, a small hint of anger hidden in his eyes, as he zeroed in on the metal hand. 

“Is everything alright, doll?” Bucky asked. 

You looked at him, smiling without meaning to. “Yeah, yeah. I was just…meeting Jake.”

“I thought it was just Marc and Steven?” 

“So did I. Apparently Jake’s been hiding from them,” you said. You looked at Jake. “Well, um, I have to go train. It was nice meeting you, I guess.”

You turned, lacing your fingers through Bucky’s, ready to drag him away. Okay, perhaps training wasn’t the thing you had on your mind. Perhaps you actually wanted to go find an empty room and cry again. Perhaps you wanted to run away, try to forget all of this even happened. But a warm hand grabbed your wrist, holding you in place. 

“Wait.”

That was Steven.

You wrenched your wrist away, turning and giving him the iciest glare you could muster. “What do you want?” you nearly spat. 

“I made a mistake,” he said. His pretty puppy dogs made your heart crack, just a little bit. “I-I was wrong. Layla wasn’t the one who understood me. You were. You are. I’m so sorry, love. I wanted to…I wanted to try again. Please.”

You swallowed hard. Those were all the words you’d wanted to hear a year ago, when you were leaving his flat. Those were the words you wished he said before you left London. When you were at the airport, you wished this was some cheesy romcom and Steven would come running, confess his undying love for you. But he was too late. Your heart didn’t belong to him anymore.

“You’re not stupid, Steven,” you said finally. “You had to have known I’d move on. I don’t…I didn’t deserve what you did to me. And I don’t deserve you standing in front of me, saying everything I wanted to hear a year ago. I’m no one’s second choice, Steven. I moved on.” You looked at Bucky, who was watching you, pointedly ignoring your ex. “I found someone who understands me.”

“I understood you,” Steven said. 

“Clearly not if you thought that confession would have gotten you what you wanted.” You looked back to Steven, your heart cracking a bit more at the tears in his eyes. “How long did it even last with Layla? Did you break up with her right before you came here? Give her the same treatment as me?”

“That’s not fair.”

“No, what wasn’t fair was kissing someone else when you were in a relationship.”

Steven looked away, down at his feet. “It didn’t last long. A month or two. It wasn’t the same as it was with you.”

You hummed. “I suppose that’s what happens when you throw away a perfectly good relationship away on a whim.” You started to turn to walk away. “Goodbye, Steven. I hope you find what you’re looking for one day.”

And, as you caught another glimpse at his teary eyes, you doubted he ever would. You were what Steven wanted, but you would never settle for less than you deserve. 

“Goodbye, love.”

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

October is here ✨ another month, another rec list. Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

Steve Rogers ✨

*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Into the sunset by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

dbf!Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Morning wood by @jobean12-blog

Stucky x reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Hopelessly devoted to you by @bonky-n-steeb

mob! bucky barnes x housewife! reader

*Sky full of song by @wkemeup

pirate!bucky x pirate/siren!reader

Wrapped around him by @angrythingstarlight

Chubby Camboy!Bucky x Reader

*Missing piece by @navybrat817

Roommate!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Messy by @buckycuddlebuddy

exhusband!bucky barnes x reader

Power over me by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader

Prized possession by @navybrat817

Dark librarian!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Ocean eyes by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Ari Levinson x Reader 

Bucky Barnes & Ari Levinson ✨

Bestfriend!Bucky & bartender!Ari by @angrythingstarlight

Best Friend!Bucky x Reader, Bartender!Ari x reader

Ransom Drysdale ✨

Handpicked by @boxofbonesfic

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Steve Rogers & Ransom Drysdale ✨

*Two bosses by @labella420

Mob!Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader, Mob!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Andy Barber ✨

The perfect man by @musingsinmoonlight

Andy Barber x female reader

Steven Grant / Marc Spector ✨

Undone by @ballerinabelova

Steven Grant x reader x Marc Spector

[terry-perry]

Leave Me in the Gloom

Pairing: Jack Barnes x Natalie Rogers

Characters: Natalie Rogers, Odinsdottir!Reader, Jack Barnes, Marcy Spector (mentioned)

It had been about a month since their mission. Everything seemed to have returned to normal. Everyone was back to their regular routines, for the most part. One thing Nat noticed, however, was everything she realized afterward.

She and Jack had been close since they were in diapers, but getting older, they started to spend less time together. In high school, they formed different interests and had different experiences. With Nat gravitating towards the other theatre and art kids while Jack would rather spend time with his band and other metalheads, they weren't as close as they once were.

She didn't realize how much she missed him until they joined the Avengers. They partnered up for plenty of missions, spent time discussing ideas, and would catch up by talking about what goes on during their downtime. They even took the time to understand each other's interests and appreciate the skills they each had. It still brought a smile to her face whenever she remembered the way he praised her for the way she designed her stealth suit and even asked her if she could do one for him. And then there was that other time she went to go see him play.

It was all just like old times.

Then when Jack almost died, she realized some more things. These were things she had pushed down for a while but they were pulled back up upon seeing him covered in blood and with broken bones. When fixing him up with her healing magic, she just kept telling herself she was being a good teammate. She would've done this for anyone.

She wasn't the one staying at the hospital while he fully recovered. Marcy was the one doing that since she was Jack's girlfriend. So whatever these emotions were that she was struggling with, she needed to do whatever she could to get them under control. Because as much as she cared about Jack, she also really liked Marcy. She too was a good teammate and friend who was there for Nat during certain situations.

So Nat decided to keep her distance after hearing from Bucky that Jack was doing okay. She even went so far as to travel all the way to New Asgard to visit her parents and A.J. She was determined to do everything she could to make sure that she was spending quality time with them and clear her head. She wondered if Bucky told them about what happened and if they connected it to her visit. Regardless, they never bothered her about the reason she was there and just thought it was a nice surprise.

"Darling?"

Nat tore her eyes off the book she was reading to put her attention on her mother who was offering her a soft smile as she entered her room.

"You have a visitor,"

She had a visitor? That was certainly a mystery to her since she didn't personally know anyone in New Asgard other than her family. Then again, everyone knew who she was because of them.

"A visitor?" Natalie voiced her concerns by repeating that very word.

Before her mom could say anything else, another person stepped in. Her eyes stretched out upon seeing who it was.

"Hey Nat," Jack greeted her with that warm smile that always made her feel so warm and content.

To be continued...

[jessybarnes]

J. Snow's AFG Angst Bingo Masterlist

Hey, lovelies! Below you'll find my Masterlist for Any Fandom Goes Angst Bingo. The prompts are under the cut and will be hyperlinked once written. Thank you for reading and for your support! ❤️

"Am I a psycho?" - You're Not Crazy

Blind Date

Blindfolds

Boss/Employee - Canvas of Love - Also written for Sebastian Stan Bingo and Kinktober 2022

Cam Girl/Boy AU

Can't Save Them

Can't Stop The Tears - It Takes Two - Bucky Barnes x F!Reader - Also Written For Kinktober 2022, Bucky Barnes Bingo, and Bad Things Happen Bingo

Comic Hero AU

Frenemies

Handcuffs - Patience - Submissive!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader - Also Written For Bucky Barnes Bingo and Sebastian Stan Bingo

Hate Fuck

Heist AU

"Kiss me like you miss me."

Lovers to Enemies

Lucky - Atta Boy

Missed A Meeting

Old Flame

"Put. The. Weapon. Down." - All Of Me - Steven Grant x Reader / Marc Spector x Reader

Rivals - Barrel of a. 45 - Nick Fowler x F!Reader - Also Written For AFG Fluff Bingo, Bad Things Happen Bingo, Sebastian Stan Bingo, and Kinktober 2022

Somnophilia

Suspicious Behavior

Thunderstorm

Unrequited Love

"What the fuck am I seeing?" - Dirty Little Secret - Also written for Sebastian Stan Bingo, Kinktober 2022, AFG Fluff Bingo, Ultimate Chris Bingo, and LGBTQ+ Bingo

Wizard AU

[delicatebarness]

the manuscript | chapter eight

Summary: After confronting Peter, Miss Spector deliberately acts against James' rules leading to a punishment that underscores his power over her.

Warnings: Age Gap. (Dr Barnes: late 40s & Reader: early 20s). Mentions of Non-Con Substance Use. Emotional Manipulation. Sexual Manipulation. Emotion Distress. Themes of Dom/Sub Dynamics.

Word Count: 2019

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A/N: Ooo Big Bro Marc isn't #TeamPeter. - Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as mine. - B

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The late afternoon sun filtered through the window of your room, soft glows casting over the chaos within. Tangled in the bed sheets, you lay plagued by the ache of the morning’s punishment. The slightest movement sent a reminder of the stringing discipline James had administered. 

You drifted in and out of restless sleep until a persistent knocking came on the door, startling you awake. You groaned inwardly, attempting to push the fog of pain and confusion away. 

“Hey, are you in there?” Peter’s voice followed the knocking, carrying through the door, his voice a mixture of worry and impatience. 

Both the pain and the dread of facing him, you winced, slowly sitting up in bed. You clutched the blanket tightly around you, attempting to hide the red marks of your punishment. Taking a deep breath, you called back. “Yeah, I’m here.” 

Peter stepped inside, the door swinging open. His face was etched in both relief and concern. “There you are,” he said, his smile flattered as he took in your disheveled appearance. “I woke up and you weren’t there. I was worried.” 

Nodding, you forced a smile, trying to ease the discomfort. “Sorry,” you muttered, avoiding his gaze, the guilt of what hid under the cover gnawed at you. “I got too drunk… I, um, I barely remember anything after the party.” 

His brow furrowed as he took a seat beside you on the bed, your breath hitched in your throat as the movement of the mattress rubbed against you. “I thought you said you were only going to have soda…” he said, a playful tone in his voice. “What happened?” 

“Well… I thought it was soda,” you explained, your voice began to fill with an accusation. “But, it wasn’t.” 

“Wait,” the concern in his features deepened as he turned to face you more. “Someone spiked your drink?” His voice rose with incredulity. 

Anger bubbled up inside you as you met his gaze. “You spiked my drinks, Peter,” you accused, your voice trembling with hurt and anger. “You knew I didn’t want to drink, but you did it anyway.” 

His expression turned defensiveness, lost of all concern. “Whoa, hold on,” he said, raising his hands as if he was surrendering. “I just wanted you to have a good time, and relax a little.” 

“Relax a little?” you echoed, your voice now rising. “I trusted you, Peter. I told you I didn’t want to drink, and you went behind my back. Do you have any idea what could have fucking happened to me? Because of you!” 

“You were so stressed about that assignment,” he sighed, his face reddened with guilt and frustration. “I thought a little fun would have helped.” 

Your hands clenched into fists. “I was stumbling around drunk, wandering around alone at night, and humiliating myself. And, you call that fun?” 

Running a hand through his hair, Peter’s own anger flared. “Okay, maybe I screwed up,” he admitted. “But, you were being so uptight. I didn’t think you’d overreact like this.” 

You started at him, disbelief and hurt grew in your chest. “Overreact?” you whispered, trembling and tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. “You don’t get it, do you? You put me in a situation where I wasn’t in my own mind, out of control and vulnerable. And now? Now, you’re acting like you care about my whereabouts and safety?” 

Peter opened his mouth, ready to respond, but you cut him off. “Just go,” you continued, your voice cold. “I need to be alone.”

Hesitating, his face mixed with regret and frustration. After a moment, he nodded, standing and walking out of your dorm room without another word. As the door closed behind him, you felt the wave of exhaustion wash over you as you lay back down. 

~

A few days had passed since your confrontation with Peter. Throwing yourself into your studies, you had distracted yourself from the turmoil that was beginning to take over your life. James’ words and punishment were still fresh in your mind, reminding you of his boundaries set. Yet, a part of you simmered beneath the surface– a rebellion toward the constraint of his rules and unknown emotions. 

Walking down the university hallways, you were engrossed in a book when you heard Peter calling your name. You glanced up, noticing him striding toward you with a familiar smile lighting his face. Annoyance and reluctance washed over you, you were not ready to face his explanations or apologies after avoiding him since the argument. 

“Hey,” he said as he stopped in front of you. “Can we talk?” 

“Busy,” you replied, keeping your tone neutral as you gestured to your book.

He leaned in, not taking your hint, and tried to kiss you. You pulled away instinctively, James’ string of punishment and the weight of his rules flooded your mind. 

A frown creased across Peter’s forehead as his face fell slightly. “Come on, I said I was sorry,” he murmured, moving closer again. 

Before you could correct him, and explain that he hadn’t said he was sorry, you noticed James approaching from the other end of the hallway. The rebellious part of your mind sparked an idea– a way to push back against his control and provoke a reaction. Smirking, you allowed Peter to lean in closer, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Leaning into him, you pressed your lips to Peter’s with a deliberate intensity. Your eyes opened just enough to see James as your lips moved against Peter’s. His eyes darkened with anger and something else– something more primal– as his gaze met yours. Slowing his pace, he kept his gaze locked on you and Peter. 

Pulling Peter even closer, you deepened the kiss as a mischievous glint flickered in your eyes. Sending James a taunting wink, you broke the kiss for a moment, heart racing at the sight of his fury. 

The moment you thought James might confront you, your brother, Steven, appeared from a nearby classroom. His eyes widened in surprise before they narrowed, disapproval etched his face as he no longer was, Steven. Marching over, he grabbed Peter by the shoulder and pulled him away from you, his nostrils flared as he looked at him. 

After a breath, his demeanor changed. “What are you doing, Parker?” Marc demanded, his voice stern. “This is a university, you’re not in high school anymore.” 

Stumbling back, Peter looked between you and Marc in confusion, a slight hint of red in his cheeks from embarrassment. “I– uh, I was just–” 

Marc cut him off, turning to you. “And you, what are you thinking? This guy, still?” Marc had never approved of Peter, and the look he gave you as you stood under his gaze, confirmed his disapproval was unwavering. 

Lowering your gaze, guilt and defiance warred within you. “Sorry, Marc,” you muttered, as you glanced toward James. His jaw was set tight a few feet away, eyes burning with a barely contained anger. 

Turning back to Peter, Marc’s tone brooked no argument. “I think it’s best you leave.” 

Mumbling an apology, Peter nodded as he retreated down the hallway. With a sigh, Marc’s expression softened as he looked back at you. “You know better,” he said quietly. 

You nodded, understanding his need to protect you, the weight of his disappointment felt heavy. “I know, Marc. I’m sorry.” 

Giving you a brief, understanding look, he nodded before walking away. He left you alone in the hallways with nothing but James and the palpable tensions between you. 

He approached you once your brother was out of sight, his eyes never leaving yours. “Miss Spector,” James said, there was a dangerously calm tone to his voice. “My office, in an hour. There will be consequences.” 

Your heart pounded as he continued down the hallway without another word. 

~

You found yourself standing in James’ office, the air thick with unresolved tension between you. His eyes bore into yours, disappointment radiating from him. 

“You deliberately broke the rules,” his voice was cold and controlled as he broke the silence. “Do you think this is a game, Miss Spector?” 

“No, Sergeant,” you replied, the tremble in your voice betraying you as you attempted to stay steady. You were bracing yourself, you knew what was coming. The consequences, the punishment. 

“Good girl,” he replied curtly. “Today, you will learn the true meaning of restraint and self-control.” 

Walking around his desk, he took a seat as he gestured for you to come closer. Compiling, your heart pounded in anticipation. 

“Remove your clothing,” he commanded, his voice firm. 

Unbuttoning your blouse, your hands shook. Sliding off your skirt, you stood there in just your underwear. You felt vulnerable and exposed as his eyes roved over your body. His expression remained impassive. 

“Come here,” he said, pointing to the space he had made in front of his chair. Stepping forward, he reached out, running his right hand lightly over your skin. The sensation sends shivers down your spine. 

“This is about control,” he said, his voice low. “I want you to understand what it means to want something and not be able to have it.” 

Reaching behind you, he unhooked your bra with practiced ease. Letting it fall to the floor, he roamed his hands over your back and shoulders. The slowness of his touch was agonizing as he caressed your skin. Electricity ignited your nerve endings as he touched you, but never quite gave you the pressure you craved. 

His hands traveled down to your panties as he guided you to sit on the edge of his desk. He slid them off with care and left you completely exposed to him. The undeniable thrill of his control overpowered the intense vulnerability you felt. 

“Lie back,” he instructed in a husky whisper. Obeying, you stretched out over the cool surface of the wood. He traced patterns over your stomach and thighs with his fingers, purposely avoiding the places where you needed him the most. 

Biting your lip, you tried to stifle moans that threatened to escape as his fingers grazed against your inner thighs. Your body arched towards his touch causing him to pull away. 

Leaning over your body, he whispered against your ear. “Don’t move,” his breath was hot and tantalizing. “You’re not allowed to seek the pleasure.” 

You nodded as his hands continued their slow, deliberate exploration. His fingers moved over your most sensitive spots, your body jerking. He never lingered long enough, never giving you what you desperately wanted. 

Your breaths came out in short, desperate gasps. “Feel this frustration,” he said softly, brushing his lips against your ear. “Remember it the next time you think about breaking my rules.” 

His teasing continued, minutes felt like hours as your body trembled with need. “Please, Sergeant,” you whispered, your desperation was uncontainable. “Please, I need…” 

“Silence,” he commanded as the sound of his hand slapping down against your thigh echoed through the room. The pain, a welcomed reminder of your last punishment. His voice was a mixture of authority and amusement. “You don’t get to make demands. You only get what I allow.”

He brought his fingers up to your collarbone, brushing them along and then down the valley between your breasts. They continued across your stomach, stopping their venture just as he reached where your need was the greatest. 

“You need to learn patience,” he murmured. 

Stepping back, he finally left you panting and on the verge of tears. A smirk found its way to his lips as he placed a finger under your chin, lifting your face to meet his gaze. “Do you understand now, Baby Girl?” 

“Yes, Sergeant,” you replied, your voice barely a whisper as it broke. “I understand.”

“Good girl,” he said, his tone softening. “Now, get dressed and go reflect on what you’ve learned today.” 

The feel of his touch lingered on your skin as you dressed. Leaving his office, his lesson was burned into your mind– the agony of unfulfilled desire. The frustration and the need for release stayed with you, an incentive to avoid crossing him and breaking his rules.

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[bucky-barnes-diaries]

Prompt || Steven spilled some aphrodisiac into Y/N’s drink. It's up to Steven to deal with horny Y/N or to take advantage of them. — Requested by anon

Pairing || Steven Grant x Female!Reader // hint of Marc Spector x Female!Reader

Steven || Marc

Word Count || Less than 500

Contents & Warnings || fluff, angst, implied smut — 18+ Only, Minor DNI, non-con, mention of drugging.

Random prompt event || Masterlist

“Uh, Marc, I don’t think this is a good idea. I don’t want to drug this poor girl; I really like her, and this is our first date. I don’t want to fuck it up.”

Steven looked over his shoulder at where you were sitting on his couch, waiting for him to finish making drinks. You gave him a warm smile and waved. He felt his heart melt. He had fallen so in love with you already, and he felt horrible for what he was about to do.

He nervously chuckled and waved back before returning to the drinks.

“Come on, Steven, live a little. It’s just an energy boost, nothing more. We don’t want this night to end yet,” Marc lied to him.

“O-ok, I trust you, Marc.”

Naively, Steven opened up the small bottle and poured a few drops into your drink. He watched the liquid mix with the drink; no trace of anything added was longer evident.

“Perfect, Steven.”

Steven swallowed the lump in his throat and turned towards you with the drinks in hand. He smiled crookedly as he set the glasses down on the coffee table and found his seat next to you, leaving a few inches of space between your bodies.

“Thank you for a wonderful date, Steven. I’m so glad you asked me out.”

“N-no problem, a-and thank you for agreeing to go back to my place.”

You lifted your drink, as did he.

“Cheers for the rest of the night.”

“C-cheers.”

———

It took a couple of short minutes for the “energy boost” to kick in.

You started to feel slightly lightheaded and also overcome with lust, lust for the man sitting beside you. Closing the gap between you two, you leaned in and whispered in his ear how horny he made you.

“Steven, I want you,” you grabbed his thigh hard, “I need you so bad. I need you to fuck me.”

“W-wha…?”

“Yes, it’s working!”

“Please, Steven,” your lips graced his ear, “take me to your bed and fuck me as hard as you can.”

“I-I…”

Steven was so taken aback by what was happening. On the one hand, he really wanted to take you upon the request, but on the other, he tried to keep you at a distance. It was wrong to get laid this way, and possibly criminal as well.

“I don’t think you are thinking straight right now. M-maybe we can do it another time.”

“No, I want it no….”

Steven must have put too many drops in your drink because one minute, you’re begging for sex, and the next, you fainted in his lap.

“Oh, fuck. Maybe we put too much love potion in the drink?”

“Love potion? Marc, what the fuck?”

“No worries, she’ll wake up tomorrow, hopefully.”

“Fuck.”

It was up to Steven now to deal with this sleeping girl and take care of her until the morning.

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[shewhohangsoutincemeteries]

wrapping up the last three hundred and sixty-five days with a round up of all the 'x reader' fanfiction I have published in 2022. thank you all for all your requests, feedback, reblogs and support over the last twelve months, especially during the 10k month of fic! sharing this love for these characters with you all is such a mental refresh for me, and hopefully I can publish even more fics in 2023. and I hope that you'll love all the new fics as much as you've loved these ones :)

happy new year!

full content warnings and content can be found on each individual post, and each fic is labelled for length. follow me on bartonstark to find all my fic in one place, or check out my ao3. smut/sexual content: *** personal favourites: ///

BRUCE BANNER:

afterwards (drabble) *** aftercare with bruce.

bend, don't break (oneshot) *** /// the take a reprieve during a party, and take a new step in your relationship.

fear and loving in iowa (oneshot) when you’re injured in johannesburg, bruce blames himself.

fireworks (oneshot) thanks to the frigid air at the top of the tower, you share a tender moment.

first times (drabble) *** having sex with bruce for the first time.

p.s. (ficlet) an unfinished note leaves you confused during your college graduation.

restoration (oneshot) after johannesburg, you have nightmares. bruce provides you with comfort.

BUCKY BARNES:

bedside manner (oneshot) sam calls you to say bucky has been hurt on a mission,and you panic.

early hours (oneshot) *** after a mission, all bucky wants to do is crawl into bed with you.

morning grind (drabble) *** morning sex with bucky.

shards of glass (oneshot) *** /// you share a past, and now bucky's tracked you down to find closure.

CLINT BARTON:

after hours (oneshot) *** clint stops by your office after work to distract you the best way he can.

body heat (oneshot) *** /// the there's-only-one-bed trope in the back of an suv during a blizzard.

bound (drabble) *** clint is really into bondage and you're happy to spoil him.

coffee break (ficlet) there's an avenger bleeding in the bathroom of the cafe where you work.

crossroads (oneshot) clint receives an offer that could change his life & you encourage him to take it.

a delicate hand (oneshot) /// clint attempts to pull you out of a funk by helping you get ready for the event.

green light (oneshot) *** /// you surprise clint with a new toy, and he is very eager to try it out.

hey, you (ficlet) *** /// you receive a note from a certain avenger in the middle of a crowded bar.

in the stacks (ficlet) *** you steal a moment of intimacy in the back of a bookshop together.

respite (oneshot) when you’re hurt on a mission, clint has to convince you to take a breather.

think of me (oneshot) *** /// when you're dragged out for a night, clint has an idea of what to do in the club.

three a.m. (oneshot) /// a knock on your window comes from a certain injury-prone avenger.

we could play pretend (oneshot) you bond over all the little things you miss about being in a relationship.

welcome home (drabble) *** you welcome clint home after he's been away on a mission.

JESSICA JONES:

reprieve (oneshot) she has to drag you out of a dingy bar in the middle of the night.

snooze button (drabble) jessica isn't exactly a morning person.

MARC SPECTOR:

fast lane (drabble) *** /// marc gives you a preview in the car of what to expect when you get home.

NATASHA ROMANOFF:

follow my lead (oneshot) natasha offers to teach you how to slow dance.

PETER QUILL:

raincheck (oneshot) /// convincing quill to go to bed isn’t exactly an easy feat.

SAM WILSON:

miss me? (oneshot) you're finally reunited with sam in the middle of the battle of earth.

soul food (oneshot) /// when you’re sick, he ditches his responsibilities just to make you feel better.

STEVE ROGERS:

lost time (oneshot) *** late for your date, steve walks in on you working off your frustrations.

TONY STARK:

afterglow (drabble) *** after care with tony.

as you're told (oneshot) *** /// tony calls you to his office with a new game in mind…

between the sheets (oneshot) *** you've decided to try for a baby, and tony can't wait to get started.

come back to me (oneshot) after tony almost dies, you’re left lost and furious at what just happened.

count (oneshot) *** /// tony is nothing if not a giver. but… he is also a bit of an asshole.

echo (oneshot) /// you’re struggling to forget the past, so you try to bring part of it back to you.

idiot (drabble) *** just an soft, sexy moment between the two of you.

insatiable (drabble) *** the real question is, which one of you is the bigger tease?

mood lighting (ficlet) *** tony spoils you by candlelight.

on your knees (oneshot) *** the idea of having you on your knees is far too tempting for tony to resist.

quick question (oneshot) tony has a question to ask you, battlefield be damned.

red and gold (ficlet) an afternoon in central park lets you appreciate the seasonal color change.

simple pleasures (drabble) *** tony loves nothing more than eating you out.

sober hearts (oneshot) a look at your relationship as it has evolved over the years.

spare key (drabble) *** you give tony a key to your apartment.

subtlety (oneshot) *** impatient, you make use of the ‘emergency stop’ button in the elevator.

warm hands (ficlet) *** the two of you share an intimate interlude out in the snow.

WANDA MAXIMOFF:

hold tight (oneshot) *** /// she loves to spoil you & sometimes that means leaving you a quivering mess.

reflected in you (oneshot) you try on your new uniform, and wanda helps you find your confidence.

spicy sweet (oneshot) *** you plan on surprising wanda, but disaster means a change of plans.

sweetness (oneshot) *** /// wanda loves the way you sound, and doesn’t care who else hears it.

THREESOMES/POLYAMORY:

hands free (oneshot) *** /// you find clint on the phone, and you can’t help but distract him.

player three (drabble) *** /// clint x bucky x you. game night takes a turn when they team up on you to win.

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to ashes chapters (full series, this year's chapters in bold) prologue - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 17 - 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - more to come...

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[babyboibucky]

Don’t Be A Stranger - Part 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader x Marc Spector

Summary: You and Marc join Bucky and Naomi on their hike.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: nothing really, mentions of wound and blood, reader being a mess lmao

A/N: Hmm not my best writing but I don’t care 😂 Also wanna know if what team you guys are on??? Team Bucky or Team Marc???

DBAS Masterlist || MAIN MASTERLIST

“How did we meet?”

“I don’t know, can’t remember. Put your feet down.” Marc reprimanded as he drove.

You rolled your eyes and removed your feet from the dashboard, straightening up on the seat. It was barely eight in the morning and the two of you were already headed out to meet Bucky and Naomi at the foot of the mountain.

“Why aren’t you taking this seriously?” You huffed out.

Marc shrugged, “I don’t know, maybe because I haven’t had my coffee yet? I’m supposed to be resting, not driving to go on a hike.” He complained.

You groaned, “You were supposed to meet me the other day so we could align on our love story! I swear to god, Marc, if Bucky finds out the truth then it’s all over for me.”

Marc grinned, “Sounds like a plan.” He merely said and gave you a warning glare when you cursed him and placed your feet back on the dashboard.

You let out another frustrated grunt as you crossed your arms over your chest. Out of all the people you could have asked a favor from, why did you end up with someone like Marc?!

“Stop rubbing your heel onto the dashboard, you’re getting it all dusty!” Marc scolded.

You flattened the sole of your shoes and rubbed even harder instead.

-

“I have never met someone as annoying as you, christ!” Marc said as he walked ahead of you.

Apparently, you couldn’t drive directly to the foot of the mountain because of the narrow trail so you and Marc had to hike for a few minutes. Not even five minutes into the hike and you were already whining about being tired.

“I have never hiked my entire life okay?!” You panted, stopping to rest for a bit.

Marc turned back but didn’t stop walking, “Then you shouldn’t have agreed to join today.”

You straightened up and tried to catch up to Marc, “Shut up!” You hissed and adjusted your backpack.

Marc was still a few feet away from you when he finally stopped. He turned to you and held out his hand, widening his eyes.

“What are you doing?” You panted.

“Hurry up and hold my hand, I can see them already.” He said and impatiently beckoned for you to come.

You whined softly, swallowing hard before taking a deep breath in. With hurried yet unstable steps, you approached Marc and laced your fingers with his.

“Ew, why is your palm so sweaty?!” You complained and tried letting go but Marc held your hand tighter.

“And you already smell like the sun.” He retorted before tugging you close and waving at Naomi who immediately noticed the both of you.

You immediately caught sight of Bucky and your heart almost skipped a beat at how good he looked in his tight Underarmour shirt. Unconsciously, you gripped Marc’s hand tighter when Bucky approached you both.

“Glad you two could make it.” He said.

Marc nodded, “Wouldn’t miss this out for the world.” He said, tone a bit too confident for standing next to you who was already gasping for air.

Naomi approached as well and greeted you, “Thank you so much for joining! I’ve always wanted to hike with another couple, this is going to be fun!” She almost squealed in excitement.

“I bet it’ll be fun.” You said half-heartedly.

“We should get going, the hike up to the top will take at least two hours.” Bucky said, leading the group.

Your eyes widened, “Two hours?!”

Bucky looked at you with an amused gaze, “At least.”

Looking up at Marc, he gave you a nonchalant shrug and went ahead.

-

The hike was the worst thing you have ever experienced in your entire life. First of all, you weren’t even that athletic to do so. You never had any sort of training and you rarely worked out so this activity was your ninth circle of hell.

What made you even more annoyed was the fact that Naomi still looked stunning after more than two hours of walking! She looked fresh and wasn’t panting like a fucking horse after a race. You, on the other hand, was already fighting for your life just half an hour into the hike!

“You good back there, baby?” Marc asked teasingly, glancing back at you.

You glared at him and gave him the finger instead of responding. He didn’t even offer to help you out with your things, so much for being a pretend boyfriend.

“Guys, we made it! Come quick, the view is stunning!” Naomi called out.

Thank fuck! You and Marc followed suit and indeed, the view from the top was stunning. Too bad you were too exhausted to actually appreciate it.

“We can set up our tent here so we can camp for a while.” Naomi said, putting down all of her stuff.

You frowned, fighting the urge to groan and complain about staying outdoors. When you turned to Marc, he was already taking out his stuff and surprisingly, he seemed to be really prepared.

Everyone seemed to be doing something except for you. What were you supposed to do anyway? Find wood for a campfire so that you can sing along with your past fling and his new girl?

“Can someone gather wood for a campfire?” Naomi asked.

What a coincidence, you snorted to yourself before absentmindedly raising your hand.

“I’ll do it.” You volunteered.

It should be simple, right? Just pick up wood and that’s it. Marc was about to stand up to maybe offer to accompany you but Naomi called him and asked for his help in setting up their tent.

“I’ll go with you.” Your heart raced at Bucky’s voice.

Naomi thanked you and went on to work with Marc while Bucky walked over to you, handing you a bottle of insect repellent lotion before leading the way.

“What’s this for?” You asked as you trailed behind him.

“Didn’t you mention that you hated getting insect bites? It’s why you refused to go hiking with me before, remember? I’m surprised you agreed to join us today.” He said and bent down to check on a chunk of wood on the ground.

Bucky gently held your waist and switched places with you as the both of you walked down the street. The movie date was great and as usual, Bucky offered to walk you home.

“Sam and I are going hiking this weekend. Come with us.” He said.

You scrunched your nose, “Oh god, I’m not an outdoorsy person.”

Bucky chuckled, “Just try it, you might enjoy.” He insisted.

You shook your head, “I’m not a big fan of insects, Bucky. For some reason they like my blood.” You shuddered at the thought.

Bucky stepped in front of you and playfully blocked your way, “C’mon, I’ll bring an insect repellent lotion for you?” He offered, giving you his puppy eyes.

“Are you bribing me, Mister Barnes?” You teasingly asked.

Bucky smiled and nodded, “I’ll carry your stuff. I’ll carry you too if you get tired. Come with me?” He asked again.

You debated for a moment before giving Bucky an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry but I’m gonna pass on the hike. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

Of course you remember, it was only a few weeks into going out that Bucky brought it up. It was more surprising that he actually remembered about it.

Not wanting to make it obvious that you were affected by him remembering something as small as that, you kept your chin up and pretended to be nonchalant about it.

“Bold of you to assume I didn’t apply insect repellent yet. And people change, Bucky. I’ll have you know that Marc and I go hiking almost every week.” You lied and followed Bucky closely behind.

Bucky chuckled, standing up straight to look at you, “Well, did you?” He asked.

“Did I what?” You asked back.

“Put on insect repellent before heading out.” He clarified.

You bit the insides of your cheek and shrugged, “No. I forgot.” You admitted.

Bucky laughed and tilted his head, “You’re welcome.” He said before continuing to collect wood.

The both of you walked around in silence, with Bucky doing the collecting while you followed like a lost puppy. He sighed and then turned around to face you, his brows furrowed into his forehead.

“Are you really just gonna stand around and follow me?” He asked, but he didn’t sound mad.

You gulped, “N-no. I’m collecting wood too, see?” You said and picked up the first thing you saw.

Bucky stared at the wood in your hand and then you…and then back at the wood before slowly approaching you. You could hear your heart thump against your ribcage when Bucky towered over you, keeping his eyes on yours.

“That's damp wood, it’s harder to make fire with that.” He explained, taking the wood from your hand before throwing it away.

“You sure this isn’t your first time hiking?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at you suspiciously.

Fuck. You weren’t going to let one mistake ruin your plan. Instead of cowering, you puffed out your chest and lifted an eyebrow at Bucky.

“No. It’s just that Marc does it all the time. He treats me really well, Bucky.” You said.

Bucky held your gaze for a few seconds before shrugging, “That’s good.”

It was all that he said before walking away to continue with his task. Was that jealousy or was he just deadpan about it? You hated how hard it was to read Bucky, maybe you should bring up Marc and talk about him?

“Marc made hiking really enjoyable for me, you know?” You said out loud, bending down to check on the twigs scattered on the ground.

Bucky hummed, “Glad he did.” He curtly replied.

“I mean, the great outdoors scared me but I don’t know, I ended up loving it.” You said, cringing a bit when you saw a large bug appear from beneath the twigs you picked up.

You kept on talking about how Marc helped you learn to love nature, blabbering about how protective he was of you and all that you got from Bucky were hums and one-word replies.

Too busy thinking about what to say to get a reaction out from Bucky, you didn’t realize that he had already walked farther away from you. When you snapped back to reality, you noticed that he was quite far already and you panicked, not wanting to get lost in the woods.

“Hey, wait up!” You yelled and ran, cursing each time a bunch of leaves or vines hit you in the face.

There was a bit of a slope and you were quick to grab onto the trunk of a tree as support, however, you ended up holding onto a protruding branch and ended up slicing your palm.

You yelped in pain and cursed out loud, grabbing Bucky’s attention. He ran over to you and took your wrist, sighing when he saw the gash across your palm.

“Oh my god, it’s bleeding. It’s bleeding, there’s a lot of blood! I think I’m gonna pass out, Bucky.” You looked away from the wound and took deep breaths to calm yourself.

Bucky took out a handkerchief from his pocket and quickly pressed it against your hand. You hissed in pain and ended up squeezing his arm.

“You’re alright, just calm down. I got you, okay? We need to head back and clean up your wound, make sure it doesn’t get infected.” Bucky coaxed.

You groaned from the throbbing pain that was slowly becoming hard to ignore, “Am I gonna lose my hand?!” You asked, your anxiety getting the best of you.

Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle at your reaction, “No, you won’t. Come on, let’s get you back.” He said and made sure to guide you with a hand on the small of your back while keeping his handkerchief pressed on your palm.

When you finally reached the camp, Bucky immediately called Naomi and asked her to bring their first aid kit. Marc frowned and stood up, “What happened?” He asked.

Bucky sighed, “She got wounded by a branch.” He explained, showing your bleeding hand.

Marc fought the urge to roll his eyes and instead, took your arm and carefully pulled you away from Bucky, “I got her.” He said, taking the handkerchief and handing it back to Bucky.

You noticed that Bucky seemed to want ro say something but decided against it. He merely nodded and looked at you before nodding.

Marc brought you into the fully set up tent and zipped it close before allowing you to sit on the ground.

“What the fuck did you do?” He whispered harshly, shaking his head while taking out his first aid kit.

You still refused to look at your hand, “I don’t know! It was an accident!”

Marc let out a defeated sigh and observed your palm, “You’re lucky this doesn’t need any stitches.” He said, “But disinfecting this is gonna sting.” He warned.

All you could do was whimper in pain as you watched Marc pour alcohol on a bunch of gauze put together. He lifted an eyebrow at you as he took your hand, “You ready?” He asked.

You bit down your bottom lip and nodded. Marc didn’t waste time and pressed down the gauze soaked in alcohol. Before you could even let out a scream, his other hand clamped around your mouth, muffling the inhumane sound you just made.

“Why do I get the feeling that I’ll have to babysit you for the rest of the day?” Marc commented, cleaning up your wound and blowing on it to slightly ease the sting.

He removed his hand from your mouth when you calmed down and wiped it on your shirt, making a disgusted face when he realized you got some of your saliva on his palm.

“I wanna go home.” You stated.

Marc ran his fingers through his hair, “Then you shouldn’t have agreed to join!” He hissed in frustration.

“I know, I regret it now!” You admitted, groaning deeply when Marc proceeded to apply antibacterial ointment on your gash.

“Then focus on your mission to…I don’t know, make Bucky jealous or something! Let’s just get this over with, okay?” Marc said, clearly exhausted when the day had barely begun.

He finished patching up your hand, wrapping a bandage around it. You lifted your hand and turned it, checking the bandage and appreciating Marc’s work.

“Thank you.” You softly said.

“And I’m sorry for dragging you today.” You quickly added.

Marc waved a hand, “You can apologize by making me dinner tonight.”

“Not with my right hand injured.” You said, lifting it up and grimacing at the tiny splotch of blood beginning to soak through the bandage.

Marc threw his head back, mumbling something incoherent before looking at you with utter disdain.

“Buy me dinner instead. I want steak, the expensive kind.” He said.

“Only if you do a good job at being my boyfriend today.” You negotiated, crossing your arms over your chest.

You could see the way Marc’s nostrils flared as he let out a defeated sigh. He closed his eyes as if he was internalizing before heaving out a deep breath.

And then he grabbed your face and quickly planted a soft kiss on your forehead. You felt your neck grow hot at the affection but you simply ignored it.

“Watch and see how I become the best boyfriend in the world in the name of steak.”

[girl-of-many-fandoms]

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Sweater

L.O.V.E.

Tying The Knot

Divorce Declined

I've Got You

Through His Lens

Words Hurt

Sebastian Stan

Until I Met You

Perfectly Imperfect

Steve Rogers

Reunite

Birthday Boy

In The Shadows

Closure

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Nightmares

Last Call

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Man Down

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Handsome Stranger

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Hidden Truths

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I Miss You

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"You're my MJ"

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Control**

3 A.M.

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Distractions**

In the stars

"I don't get jealous." (Stark!Reader)

Dr. Show Off

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IKARIS X BUCKY BARNES X READER

His Lover

SERIES

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Right Person, Wrong Time

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Forbidden

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IKARIS

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Second To Her

Part 1* Part 2*

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Part 1 Part 2

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It's Okay To Not Be Okay

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Can't Compare

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Part 1** Part 2* Part 3* Part 4 Part 5* Part 6 Part 7** Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13* Part 14 Part 15* Part 16

Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20** BONUS

Steven Grant x Marc Spector x POC!OC!Rachel

Hidden Identities

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