#i eat up domestic avengers fics

[sparkoflena]

Bonus: Kamala and Carol (and Monica) resolve their issues with apologies, empathy, and basic communication. What they have on screen/canonically (obviously MCU specific) is what the fandom wanted from Peter Parker & Tony Stark. Does anyone remember those Irondad fics where Peter goes on field trips to Stark/Avengers Tower and all of the Avengers playfully mess with him and then Tony Stark gets protective when Flash bullies him?

Yeah, there is little on-screen evidence for this dynamic. Homecoming's problem was that Tony & Happy basically never communicated with him, so he had to step up himself. And the follow-up (Avengers offer) is never communicated with after, he just goes straight home.

But Kamla, Monica, and Carol jump rope and tease each other and are playful together. Kamala and her family help Carol move. They have an on-screen dynamic that steps into domestic affection that we didn't get from Peter and Tony, no matter how many fanfics are written to overwrite that canon info.

(For the record regarding Peter in Civil War: in the comics, he does start off on Team Iron Man, has some problems, and switches over to being Team Cap and very anti-Registration Act)

I just don't understand why fans say Kamala and Peter Parker are the same character in the MCU 😭. Outside of them having completely different backgrounds and support systems that shape them...did we forget about Captain America: Civil War??

Peter was team Iron Man. The entirety of Ms Marvel season 1 basically highlighted Kamala being team Cap. She would never allow anyone with powers to be controlled in any way by the government. Even if it meant she had to break 100000 laws. It took Peter years to understand what Kamala understood from day 1.

Even when she was with military/ cop types like Carol and Monica in The Marvels, she wasn't willing to listen to them. She became angry at Carol during their first combat situation.

And comparing Tony and Peter to Carol and Kamala isn't even that accurate. There's tons of similar relationships in the MCU. Carol and Kamala are different. They even remind me more of Nat and Yelena than Tony and Peter. Yelena loving Nat as a child but not truly knowing the adult version of her, just like Kamala thinking she knew Carol but realizing she doesn't. Yet both duos were willing to forgive each other for any shortcomings, and still forge a sisterhood (and include other women). Carol is not a billionaire sponsoring Kamala.

Tony and Peter don't need to be the template for every relationship. Women and POC's are getting way more development now and the prevailing opinion is.....oh they remind us of those two white men.

Kamala is not even a STEM kid like Peter in the MCU. Her grades were shit even before the powers. She's a talented artist and more concerned with her very big family.

[machveil]

Simon “Ghost” Riley Fic Recommendations🎀✨

this post will contain sfw and nsfw content - nsfw below the cut! please support the writers!! they deserve a lot of love for sharing their fics with us<3 comment, reblog, and like their posts - there are over thirty (30+) authors here! I feel like I assembled the Simon Riley writers Avengers haha

SFW:

from our lovely @dmitriene, domestic kisses with Simon

@go-go-gadget-autism kindly gave us SuburbanDad!Simon

@manicrouge wrote water gun training with Dad!Simon, Dad!Simon and his nails, and Dad!Simon drawing

wonderful @ink-n-shadow wrote SoftDad!Simon

@novasintheroom gave us body comfort with Simon

@drop-cherries wrote birthday comfort with Simon

@sunni-stuff wrote Simon gifting you a sketchbook

a fun one from @feralforfrank, TikTok binge with Simon

@starsofang wrote a cute fic about LittleSpoon!Simon

@qwimblenorrisstan wrote about cuddling with TF141 (+ Roach)

@lxvvie graced us with blowing raspberries on Simon’s tummy

@fishsinsareacknowledged wrote Simon staring at you

@gothghostiie gave us Simon taking care of his sick little

three sweet fics from @urmomschocolatemilk - TF141 with a Reader that likes coloring books, Biker!Simon, and AnimalLover!Simon

@ghostsangel wrote QuietYapper!Simon, low-key really funny

@the-palelady posted this Simon coded video

a personal favorite author, @writersdrug posted Bartender!Simon taking care of mean customers - from their collective Bartender!Simon works!!

and, to end off on wedding bells, @the-whispers-of-death gave us slow dancing with Simon

please make sure to read content warnings (CW) and/or trigger warnings (TW)! your comfort comes first, check the fic before you read it<3

NSFW:

rounding back to dmitriene!! Simon creaming your pussy, Simon eating better, and Simon’s jeans

back at it again with ghostsangel - catching Simon’s eye and Simon playing with you

@void-my-warranty blessed us with OlderBF!Simon waxing you

four fics from @nighttimealone - oral with Simon, waking up before Simon, reader living with the 141 men, and GymOwner!Simon

@gazlightmehardergazzy wrote about TF141 and their favorite positions

followed up by @devil-in-hiding with goofy moments during sex with TF141

@amaranthinespirit gave us soft oral with Simon

our lovely @evilgwrl wrote Munch!Simon, Simon popping a boner, Possessive!Simon, somno with Simon, and period sex with Simon

@feralgoblinqueen wrote Simon giving oral

@moldycigarette gave us a little size kink

@last-starry-sky also giving us some Short!Reader

gothghostiie, back again, with SoftDom!Ghost

very sweet, @sherriesherbet gave us rough and tender Simon

@skyrigel wrote Simon fucking you dumb

back to writersdrug, a fan favorite, Bartender!Simon getting off

@sunsetsimon popped off and wrote BlueCollar!Simon

a handful of fics from @simonsrileyhusband - Simon x Glasses!Reader, one more Glasses!Reader, cnc and somno, PervyNeighbor!Simon, and PervyBF!Simon

reblogged from a deactivated account, MeanBF!Simon

@konigslittleliebling wrote a stunning piece on Simon getting a noise complaint

to contrast that, @bi-writes wrote Mute?Simon

a blog that specializes in fics and links, @codnasties gave us a video exchange with Simon, cnc, driving Ghost, and a size kink

and, icing on the cake, @tacticalprincess wrote Ghost and König

[baddestbittyontheblock]

natasha romanoff fic recs (2)

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✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ remember to like and reblog the works you enjoy in order to support each writer!! ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ however, make sure you read the information on each story themselves such as triggers & warnings ✧*:·˚

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⦮ ⦯ worry by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-when you get hurt on a mission, natasha rushes to the medbay to be with you

⦮ ⦯ i've got you by @lots-of-pockets natasha romanoff x reader | 1.6k

-it was early into your relationship with nat when you wound up sick but you didn't have the heart to tell her, unsure of how she'd react. despite your claims, it seems nat's a little more concerned about your health than you first thought

⦮ ⦯ blurb by @luvcherry dom!natasha romanoff x reader | smut

-"I love the way you look with my fingers inside you."

⦯ unspoken intentions by @scarlovebot natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-natasha craves your touch

⦮ ⦯ assessment by @smalls-words natasha romanoff x fem!doctor!reader

-natasha is assessed by her favourite doctor. multiple times, unfortunately.

⦮ ⦯ princess!nat blurb by @purplehazed-h  natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-thinking about how after she’s crowned, she puts the crown on your head and makes you sit on her throne as she eats you out. “don’t let it fall, i won’t hear the end of it if it gets chipped.”

⦮ ⦯ smut blurb by @sapphosclosefriend natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ DNI (strap on (r receiving), cum filled strap, breeding king, daddy kink)

-the sound of skin slapping and ragged breaths fills your bedroom and engulfs you completely.

⦮ ⦯ emotional by @sapphosclosefriend natasha romanoff x pregnant!fem! reader | smut, fluff, 1k

-nat supports you through any of your moments of doubt caused by your pregnancy.

⦮ ⦯ do not go gentle into that good night (1/3) by @delfiore natasha romanoff x android!reader | 1.9k, PART II, PART III

-you are sent to gain intel on the black widow by the organization that made you. a relationship with her makes you realize the joys of being human.

⦮ ⦯ whipped by @abbyromanoff natasha romanoff x reader | fluff, small smut, mentions of straps, nat being completely whipped, wanda being a tease, fwb, small angst, 1k

-“so, same time next week?”

⦮ ⦯ natasha's song by @ageofevermore natasha romanoff x reader | mentions of child abuse, the red room, soft melina, firecracker yelena, domestic alexei who knows better then to go against his wife’s wishes, hurt/comfort, found family

-what if melina and alexei ran away with natasha and yelena instead of going back to the red room? what if you fell in love with your childhood best friend with blue hair and a stubborn personality? she said, i was seven and you were nine, i looked at you like the stars that shine, in the sky, the pretty lights

⦮ ⦯ sweet like honey by @swaqcenix natasha romanoff x fem!avenger!reader | 18+, smut mainly with fluff at beginning, daddy kink, choking, edging, teasing, top!natasha, bottom!reader, public sex, car sex, strap on (r receiving), fingering (n to r), oral (r to n), spanking, dirty talk, degrading, back scratching/marking, praising, mentions of past wanda x reader

-you and natasha had been 'secretly' dating for the matter of a month. both of you were heading to a meeting at the compound but.. nether you nor her could go 2 hours without any steamy time first.. so a specific detour has to be taken, even if it is in the car.

⦮ ⦯ what we left behind by @lots-of-pockets natasha romanoff x reader | talk of death, vormir, guns, 2k

-natasha was gone. at least, that's what you'd been told. She’d sacrificed herself; died to save everyone else, to bring back her family. If that was really the case, then who was at your front door?

⦮ ⦯ maybe in another lifetime by @httpjupiterbby mob boss!natasha romanoff x wife!reader | 18+ angst, slightly dirty talk, daddy kink, cussing, gun violence, argument, death, murder, fighting, bombing attack, 4.6k

⦮ ⦯ through the eras by @romanoffsbish natasha romanoff x fem!reader | violence, death, grief, mostly happy/fluffy, smut(bottom!nat, oral/strap(N), praising)

-natahsa was a master of disguise, she didn't need any help in that department, bu fury had a different plan and she didn't feel a need to push back when she saw it unfolding. natasha is a simp for the reader and it's about them falling in love over a decades time.

⦮ ⦯ bikini bottom by @esouliie natasha romanoff x fem!reader | hurt, comfort, 1k

-natasha’s only gone & lost your favourite bikini.

⦮ ⦯ one last kiss by @swaqcenix natasha romanoff x agent!reader | fluff and cuteness, 3.8k

-with natasha going away on a mission for a few days, you both felt the pain of distance. the longing touches and drifting moments. a night of facetime leads to "nothing" meaning everything even with the begging of kisses.

⦮ ⦯ sweet anniversary by @sapphosclosefriend milf!natasha romanoff x milf!fem! reader | smut (bottom! Reader, top! natasha romanoff, kissing, nipple stimulation (r receiving), oral on strap on (Nat receiving), strap on penetration (r receiving), riding, squirting (from r), a lot of teasing!), 2.1k

-your only intent for your anniversary night is to endlessly tease your wife.

⦮ ⦯ she see you when your sleeping by @once-upon-a-thigh natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+, she/her, pronouns used, afab, dub-con, pervert! Nat, somnophilia, small age gap (19/24), swearing, groping, fingering (r receiving), strap on sex (r receiving), degradation, santa kink???

-you’re home from college to spend christmas with your family and your older brother’s best friend, natasha.

⦮ ⦯ through her eyes by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-while tucking your daughter in, Natasha overhears you telling the little girl about her mama’s hero ways

⦮ ⦯ hope by @httpjupiterbby natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+, angst, physical fighting, swearing, talks about death, implied smut

-after finding out that yelena was sent to kill clint, he goes to the one person he thinks will have the answers to his problem, natahsa' wife.

⦮ ⦯ hope pt: 2 by @httpjupiterbby natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ violence, fighting

-after helping clint with yelena, an unexpected visitor shows

⦮ ⦯ learning to warm cold hands by @delfiore natasha romanoff x reader | 2.1k, violence + infliction on the body

-when you’ve known death and destruction like natasha has, the warmth of a loved one seems inconceivable and undeserving.

⦮ ⦯ i want to take care of you by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader

-natasha takes care of the reader when they are ill and try to continue training

⦮ ⦯ guess who's coming to dinner mom’s best friend!natasha x reader blurb | 18+, strong language, significant age gap (r = 20s, nat = 40s), smut, tribbing, dirty talk (praise + degradation + pet names), almost being caught, orgasm denial

-natasha is your momsbestfriend teaching you the wonderful pleasure of tribbing

⦮ ⦯ interrogations by @redvelvetnat natasha romanoff x fem!reader | angst, bruises, mention of a broken nose, alcohol, 1.1k

⦮ ⦯ what one little kiss between friends by @missmonsters2 natasha romanoff x fem!reader | college au, 1k

-part i || part ii || part iii || part iv || part v

⦮ ⦯ mine by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!pyrokinesis!reader

-nat isn’t the only one who wants r’s warmth

⦮ ⦯ touch by @mcuwritin natasha romanoff x fem!reader | fluff, swearing, blood, injuries, 3.5k

-everyone in the compound knew that even trying to hug or even touch natasha romanoff will end up in a serious injury, which will remind you to never ever try to touch her again.

⦮ ⦯ temporary heartbreak (taylor's version) by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-r wants to break up with natasha to relate to red

⦮ ⦯ oblivious genius by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!stark!reader | 3.1k

-tony stark was insanely oblivious, yet also protective to r’s relationship with natasha

⦮ ⦯ what's in a name by @natsxaddiction natasha romanoff x fem!reader | minors dni

-deciding on names for the baby you’re having with your wife.

⦮ ⦯ our happy ending by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader | mentions of death, angst w/ a happy ending 

-nat and the reader finally get their happy ending

⦮ ⦯ i'll love you always by @romanoffscottage natasha romanoff x reader

-after a bad mission nat takes care of the reader

⦮ ⦯ buckynat blurb by @missmonsters2 buckynat x fem!reader | 1k

-natasha stirred, hearing quiet footsteps pitter-pattering about. She opened her eyes and found herself in bucky's arms, the metal one over her waist.

⦮ ⦯ if not now, then when? by @misguidedasgardian bucky x agent!reader x natasha

-bucky and nat want you as much as you want them… it’s almost funny how much it took you all to figure it out, but nat is not waiting any longer

⦮ ⦯ a simple cat nap by @romanoffsbish natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-"hon if you take any more naps on the couch you're going to mess up your back."

⦮ ⦯ gone bad by @softgreengrass natasha romanoff x fem!reader | blood, getting shot, 1.5k

-you're a SHIELD agent on a mission gone bad.

⦮ ⦯ aftermath by @dameronology natasha romanoff x reader | set during the snap, so all the canon angst of that + swearing 

-when the snap happened, everyone’s minds immediately went to the person they loved the most. natasha romanoff’s went to you.

⦮ ⦯ it's cold outside by @dameronology natasha romanoff x reader

-coming home to you is always natasha's favourite thing

⦮ ⦯ camping fights by @natsfirecat natasha romanoff x fem!pyro!reader | 1k

-reader can never have a normal experience with her girlfriend’s family

⦮ ⦯ it's been a long, long time by @1-800-gaygentsofshield  natasha x fem!stark reader | slight angst w/ fluff, nat doesn’t die

-after endgame, you and natasha get that dance she promised five years ago

⦮ ⦯ playing cupid by @lcvernat natasha romanoff x reader | strong language, brief mention of an injury, brief mention of gagging/feeling sick (jokingly), jealous natasha, protective natasha, whipped reader and natasha, yelena & kate best duo, not canon compliant with the mcu

-everyone knows natasha romanoff is in love with you. everyone knows you are in love with natasha romanoff. well, everyone except the two of you. you're both oblivious and quite frankly, yelena has had enough. so she decides to enlist the help of the avengers for 'project: get nat & y/n together'.

⦮ ⦯ meeting the mini poser by @togrowoldinv natasha romanoff x fem!reader

-reader meets yelena for the first time. part 2: Mini Poser Saves the Day

⦮ ⦯ pulling your lover closer by the waistband by @reminiscingtonight natasha romanoff x reader

-moving out of the compound was one of the best decisions you ever made. 

⦮ ⦯ nat drabble by @httpjupiterbb natasha romanoff x oc!daughter, natasha romanoff x fem!reader | 18+ fluff! nadia and nat being cute, talks about boobs (don’t give me that look) family fluff, breastfeeding

-part one || part two

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 14 – AUTHOR WEEK

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: itsallAvengers

If you've been in this fandom for any amount of time, you probably already know that itsallAvengers is a gem. I've read their entire AO3 catalogue, and I loved each and every fic that's on it. Their writing is incredible, and I wouldn't be surprised to find out I've read some of their fics hundreds of times, especially the hurt/comfort-y ones.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

Hold me, I'm yours

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 7,229 Tags: Fluff, Avengers Family, Marriage Proposal

Summary: Steve is a little touch starved, and Tony is more than happy to satiate him in any way that he can- much to the despair of the rest of the Avengers, who would just like to eat their cereal without having to watch mom and dad make out on the tabletop, thank you very much.

Reasons why I love it: Oh my god, they're SO CUTE, I can't! The rest of the Avengers despairing at them (and not so secretly being happy for them) is the best, and I absolutely love that ending, holy shit, Natasha is a queen. This fic is so happy and fluffy, and I really want you to experience it for yourself, so go ahead and read it!

Memory Lane

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 3,669 Tags: PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Protective Steve

Summary: Suddenly, he's soaking - someone just threw a fucking water bomb or something, and it's not a big deal, it shouldn't be a big deal- But for some reason, it is.

Reasons why I love it: Steve taking care of his sweetheart, what else could we want? I really feel for Tony in this one, and I bet the entire team feels awful for what happened too, so I'm glad that he has Steve to be there for him. This fic is wonderful, and I hope you give it a read!

Talking Bodies

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 13,268 Tags: Misunderstandings, Insecure Steve, Oblivious Tony

Summary: Coincidentally, the physical effects of romantic and sexual desire match up very closely with the physical effects of fear. But it's not a problem-- it's not like anyone is going to be able to hear the way your heart speeds up, or see the minute dilation of your pupils, are they? They'd have to be some sort of Superhuman to do that. And what's worse than a Superhuman hearing that quick pulse and seeing those dilated eyes and concluding that you're in love with them? A Superhuman hearing that quick pulse and seeing those dilated eyes and thinking you're terrified of them.

Reasons why I love it: This is one of the most fun misunderstanding fics I've ever read. It feels so logical that Steve would come to the exact wrong conclusion, and of course they confront it in the most ass-backwards way possible. We love our idiots in love. This fic is fantastic, and I hope you check it out for yourself!

Going Steady

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 13,497 Tags: Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD

Summary: Steve has a soft spot for the sound of Tony's heart.

Reasons why I love it: I love how despite all of their flaws and their shared trauma in the past they still find a way to love each other wholeheartedly. This is one of the most beautiful takes on the Infinity War aftermath that I know, and a fantastic exploration of how they deal with their PTSD to boot. I adore every word of it, and I hope you give it a shot, if you haven't already!

'Til Death Do Us Part

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 15,612 Tags: Presumed Dead, Grief, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Steve goes on a mission. Steve dies on the mission. Or at least, SHIELD make everyone think he's died on the mission. In reality, he's alive and well, and still kicking ass. If only someone had let his husband know that.

Reasons why I love it: Oh god, poor Tony, he's going through a lot in this one. I love how Steve comes to the rescue though and how he deals with SHIELD afterwards. This fic hurts, but it makes up for it with lots and lots of comfort and fluff. I love it so much, and I bet you will too, so go ahead and give it a read if you haven't already!

[late-to-the-party-81]

Time spent with you is never wasted

AN: Here is something completely different to my last little one-shot. Have some sickeningly sweet, domestic supersoldier husbands.

Beta’d by @deafeningkittenking. Moodboard by me and divider by @firefly-graphics

This fic covers the following bingo squares

@buckybarnesbingo: U5 - Snowed In

@stuckybingo: N4 - Domesticity

@steverogersbingo: E2 - Holidays

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Summary: A little break away, just the two of them. Whatever shall Steve and Bucky do when they get snowed in?

Relationship: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Word count: 2.2k

CW: Sickening Fluff, Not Endgame Compliant, Supersoldier Husbands, Domestic Fluff, Flirting, Smut, Top Bucky, Bottom Steve, Ass Eating, Coming untouched, Anal fingering, Anal Sex

I’m dreaming of a White Christmas,

Just like the ones I used to know…

Bucky scoffed as he listened to the music, causing Steve to chuckle.

“What have you taken umbrage to in this song? We haven’t found one yet that you actually like.”

Bucky smiled and shook his head as he walked away from the window of their holiday cabin and crossed to the small kitchenette. He slotted himself behind Steve, who was standing at the counter measuring ingredients, wearing a Santa Claus apron. Bucky wrapped his arms around Steve’s trim waist and rested his head on his husband’s shoulder, watching as Steve added spoonfuls of sugar to the bowl and the needle on the scales went round.

“First of all,” Bucky muttered into Steve’s navy tee, “the White Christmases I remember were more ice on the inside of the windows and dirty slush in the streets - nothing you’d want to willingly remember, and secondly, if you’re dreaming about the type of White Christmas that’s currently outside this window, you need your head read.”

Bucky reached out and gesticulated out of the huge floor to ceiling windows to the large drifts covering the ground as far as the eye could see, and the current snowfall that was nearer to the word ‘blizzard’ than it was to ‘flurry’. 

There had already been snow on the ground when they’d driven up yesterday afternoon, but it had continued overnight, and when they’d woken up this morning - late for Steve, but a bit early still for Bucky - they’d discovered they’d been snowed in. Luckily though, they’d been planning to be here for a few days anyway, and had organised a suitable food delivery in advance. This was a holiday treat just for them - a private getaway before the hustle and bustle of a full Avengers ‘family’ Christmas.

At least, Bucky thought as he looked out at the snow, Steve wouldn’t try to get up for a run at the crack of dawn, and would need to find another way to work off his excess energy, like he had this morning

“I think it looks nice,” said Steve.

Bucky snorted. “‘Looks’ being the operative word here, pal. It’s a good thing that we’ve got nothing else to do other than relax, eat food and get lucky.” He slid his right hand down from Steve’s waist to lightly grope his cock through his sweatpants. Steve rapped Bucky’s arm with his wooden spoon.

“Hey, hands off the merchandise. At least until after these cookies have been baked,” Steve chastised.

“But I can’t help it if you look sexy with a sprinkle of flour across your cheek, my Domestic God,” Bucky teased, pressing his lips into Steve’s neck and making him squirm, before reluctantly pulling back and turning to lean against the countertop. “And what if instead of cookies I want cake?” He let his eyes blatantly roam over Steve’s ass, just imagining feasting on the plump flesh, Steve trembling and crying beneath him…

“My eyes are up here, Buck.”

Bucky smirked. “I know. Just admiring your other assets.”

Now it was Steve’s turn to smile. “You’re incorrigible, you know that?”

“Just madly in love, and no-one would blame me.”

Steve leant towards Bucky, wooden spoon still in hand, and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr Barnes-Rogers, but for now you’ll just have to wait.”

Bucky sighed dramatically, but settled in to do as asked. He watched Steve with a heated look as he finished making the cookie dough, rolled and cut it, then popped it in the oven. Straightening up, Steve met Bucky’s gaze, holding it as he slowly removed his flour-streaked apron and threw it on the counter. 

“I’m going to wash up,” he said, pointedly. “The cookies need ten minutes, then you can take them out, leave to cool on the tray for two minutes then place on the rack.” He sashayed over to Bucky and wrapped his arms around Bucky’s middle. “You can do that for me, can’t you, Buck? I’ll make it worth your while…”

Steve pressed his body in close and kissed Bucky slowly, but deeply, before stepping away and walking towards the bedroom with an exaggerated sway to his hips.

Bucky just gawked, his brain trying to regain control from his dick long enough to remember what it was that Steve had asked him to do. While Steve did pout oh-so-prettily, it wouldn’t be worth it to forget, because Steve was also the biggest grudge holder Bucky had ever known. So, despite the fact that his dick was basically screaming at him to follow Steve into the shower, press him against the tiles and get him all dirty again, Bucky waited. 

He waited until the timer went off, taking the golden brown sugar cookies out as directed. He waited a further two minutes for the cookies to firm up before using a palette knife to transfer them to the wire rack. He then forced himself to walk at a sensible speed to the bedroom, getting there just as Steve walked out of the en-suite, a small white towel wrapped snugly around his hips and another in his hand as he scrubbed at his blond hair.

It was then that Bucky allowed his self control to snap. In a few long strides he reached Steve, pulled the towel from his hand and threw it to the floor. His hands then cupped Steve’s cheeks and he started to kiss him. His tongue teased the seam of Steve’s lips and Steve opened to him, his own arms sliding around Bucky’s neck.

Bucky continued to walk forward, backing Steve up, until Steve’s legs hit the mattress and they both tumbled down onto it. The towel around Steve’s hips came loose almost straight away, meaning there was nothing to impede Bucky’s progress as he palmed at Steve’s cock once again. Encouraged by the movement of Steve’s hips and the little groan that came from his mouth, Bucky slid down Steve’s body, trailing kisses and little nips with his teeth. He took a long, slow detour over Steve’s pecs, sucking on his pert, pink nipples and relishing in the way Steve writhed beneath him. As he descended further, Steve’s hands tangled in his hair and tugged on it deliciously.

A long lick was the only attention Bucky paid to Steve’s cock as he reached it, feeling in the mood to tease his husband a bit. He then forced his thick arms and broad shoulders under Steve’s thighs and tugged him to the edge of the bed. His hands spread his husband wide and Bucky took a moment to look at Steve’s most intimate parts. Blond hair dusted Steve’s upper thighs, darkening around his crotch and ass. He wasn’t stripped bare, like they’d seen in modern pornography, but did keep himself tidy. Not that Bucky would have cared either way. Steve could have a full on jungle down here and Bucky would just declare himself a wilderness scout. 

Steve’s skin was still wet from his shower, and Bucky could smell the combination of Steve’s favourite three in one shower gel along with his own, potent musk. He turned his face into the soft skin of Steve’s inner thigh and breathed in deeply, before taking the delicate flesh between his lips and sucking on it, leaving his mark. Steve whimpered and pulled on Bucky’s hair, trying to direct him to where he wanted him the most, but Bucky wouldn’t be rushed. 

His nose brushed over Steve’s hole as he trailed his lips over more of the sensitive areas surrounding it, humming to himself almost absently as he worshipped his husband. He couldn’t hold back a smile at Steve’s punched out little noises of need and garbled whispers of “Buck… please!”  Eventually though, he capitulated to his own lusts and Steve’s pleas, swiping his tongue straight over the furled muscle nestled between the globes of Steve’s ass.

Steve let out a low, moan, and Bucky was glad they were in an isolated cabin, miles from anyone or anything, because his favourite thing in the world was to hear Steve let go and just feel. It was something they’d never been able to do, back in the day, when they’d had to be covert in their small apartment. Now though, there was nothing Bucky enjoyed more than hearing Steve moan wantonly at the top of his lungs.

Bucky shifted his grip to take handfuls of that luscious ass, unable to resist squeezing and massaging Steve’s flesh as he ran his tongue over Steve’s hole and up his taint to his balls. He continued in this way, making Steve all wet, messy and overwhelmingly needy before moving on. 

Moving his hands to the backs of Steve’s thighs, Bucky spread him even wider. Steve abandoned his hold on Bucky’s hair in order to hold his own legs to his chest, baring himself. A heartbeat later, Bucky was burying his face as far into Steve’s ass as he could, spearing his tongue into his husband’s spit-slick hole. Steve practically wailed.

Bucky ate Steve like a man starved, pushing his tongue in as deep as it would go. His nose now pushed against Steve’s taint, and therefore his prostate, so he rocked with it, fucking Steve with his mouth. God, Steve was glorious when he was like this. All fuck drunk and needy, desperate to cum. 

It was some kind of sixth sense, or maybe just a change to how Steve’s right leg was leaning against him, that let Bucky know that Steve had let go to try and take hold of his cock. Bucky batted Steve’s hand away with a muffled growl and then pulled back, eliciting a disappointed whimper from Steve’s red, bitten lips.

“You come on my tongue, Stevie. I know you can,” Bucky commanded and then dove back in, doubling down on his lewd sucking and slurping, while Steve babbled above him.

“Oh, God! Bucky! Fuck! Gonna come. Gonna…”

Bucky smiled to himself as Steve’s legs trembled and his ass tensed as he spilled all over his own abs. Bucky slowed down his ministrations, swapping to gentle licks of his tongue and soft kisses, as the waves of euphoria slowed their progress through Steve’s body. When they finally subsided, Bucky pulled back, letting out a groan of his own as he took in how debauched Steve looked. 

He dragged his henley off over the back of his head, taking the chance to wipe his spit covered face, then he shucked off his sweats, and without worry of the cooling, sticky mess smeared over Steve’s skin, he covered his husband's frame with his own and kissed him long and deep. Steve was still hard and their dicks brushed against each other as they kissed, Steve shuddering from the sensitivity. It wasn’t long before they were rocking against each other with more vigour, Steve wrapping his legs around Bucky’s waist, keeping him close.

“Buck…”, Steve murmured. “Please…”

Bucky pulled his lips from Steve’s and grinned down at him, brushing a lock of his blond hair from his face. “You need me, doll?”

“Always need you. Every day. Every minute if I could,” came the breathy response.

“Well,” replied Bucky, kissing down Steve’s neck. “I’d better not keep you waiting then.” He grabbed a pillow and pushed it under Steve’s hips before grabbing the bottle of lube from the top of the bedside table. His first finger slid in easily, and Bucky gazed upon Steve, fire in his eyes, as Steve fisted the sheets and moaned. Bucky added a second finger, stretching Steve out and trying not to aim for his prostate too often.

It wasn’t long before Steve half sat up, grabbing at Bucky’s arm and stilling his hand. “I’m ready, sweetheart. Please! Don’t wanna wait anymore”

Bucky chuckled and pulled his fingers free. “Okay, baby. I got you. I got you.” He pushed Steve back down, slicked up his own straining cock, and slotted himself into the V of Steve’s legs. He entwined his right hand with Steve’s left as he guided himself into Steve’s molten heat with his other hand. This was one of his favourite feelings. It was like coming home. Whether it was 1939, 2029, or somewhere in between, being with Steve like this was all he ever wanted or needed. 

He began to roll his hips and gave himself over to the sensations surrounding him. He hovered over Steve, watching his husband’s facial expression from between hooded eyelids as he moved, slowly building the pleasure between them. Steve panted and murmured unintelligible things, his hand tightening on Bucky’s as he was driven higher and higher.

As Bucky felt himself get closer to his own peak, he changed the angle of his hips, so that he could now brush over Steve’s prostate with each thrust. Steve’s fucked out noises changed pitch as his orgasm rapidly approached, his thighs clenched around Bucky’s waist so tightly that, had Bucky not also been a supersoldier, he could easily have been crushed.

“God, love these noises of yours, Stevie,” Bucky muttered. “Love hearing how you sound taking my cock, and you take it so well, doll. Almost there. Almost there.” He didn’t know if Steve was actually listening to him, lost in his pleasure as he was, but it didn’t really matter because Bucky was there, tipping over the precipice and pouring himself into Steve. “Oh, God!” 

Steve grasped his own cock with his free hand, giving himself a rough few jerks so he could follow Bucky off the edge.

A couple of minutes later, when they could both breathe properly again, Bucky propped himself up on his elbows and pressed butterfly kisses to Steve’s smiling, flushed face.

“That’s three times in two days. We should go on holiday and get snowed in more often, if this is what it leads to,” he said between the kisses.

“I have a feeling that this would happen on any holiday, snow or no snow,” Steve teased back.

“Well,” said Bucky, tilting his head to the side and trying not to laugh, “maybe we should test that theory?”

Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky’s neck and pulled him back down for another kiss. “Maybe we should. But in the meantime, wanna make it four times in two days?”

Tag list: @christywrites, @alexakeyloveloki, @doasyoudesireandlive, @galactusdevourerofworlds, @km-ffluv

[lokiinmediasideblog]

what are your favorite loki ships besides valki?

I had been working on a similar post that I left on drafts, so:

Valki. I came out of the movie theater shipping them because of their fight scenes, and that they're very good foils to each other. They're antiheroes that had to do awful things to survive with a bunch of trauma. Why did the Russos have to kill my ship in such a fucked up way? D: I was DEVASTATED and have still not recovered! I'm so fucking salty over this! I've never been so salty about a ship since Zutara not being cannon!

Frostshield (I feel like this is surprising knowing me and the fact that I've only watched the first CA movie. I love Lise's "Remember This Cold" fic series; it's so good I started shipping this). Probably one of my favorite Avengers to ship Loki with. I think they both know what it's like to be perceived as weak and feel alone, but they're so different at the same time.

Nebuloki. They have so much in common! Even Karen Gillan said she would pair her character with Loki. They might have met in Sanctuary.

Frostmaster. This ship is very good for Loki whump material and I love to put Loki through the wringer (Lise's dark fics, anyone?). The GM has God-like abilities and is a convenient obstacle/torturer for that reason. And the aspect of having to pretend to enjoy torture and all the mind games is good shit.

Frosthawk. It has Dracula/Renfield vibes. Fucked up and angsty. And I will find it funny when the thrall is like "Bitch, go to sleep. Eat something!" to his master who sucks at taking care of himself. I don't really care for Clint, but this ship is good for angst and fucked up mind control dynamics, and the occassional take where the thrall is like "Bitch, have you eaten?" to his distressed Master that sucks at taking care of himself. Reminds me of that post where someone was like "Loki forced his thralls unknowingly into caring for him rather than pure obedience."

Funnily enough I've only written Lokius and Sylki so far Out of spite because there were too many domestic fluffy human AUs for those.

[echoes-fandoms]

My Top 100 Ships (#25: Poly!Avengers)

Source: Marvel Cinematic Universe

When Did I Start Shipping Them? My first real exposure to poly shipping was with this fandom! I think I wasn't sure about it at first, but it kind of grew on me, and now it's almost weird to read fics where some of them are together but not everyone in one big polycule.

Why Do I Ship Them? They're just such a classic found family cast. Avengers Tower movie nights and kitchen shenanigans and shared insomnia hours are deep in my fandom bones. Platonic but committed is also good, but I do believe they all might as well kiss about it.

Favourite Fanfiction Tropes/Staples? Like most of the fandom, I will eat up a good Tony-centric fic. But the wave of Bucky-centered fics that came out after Winter Soldier's release were also SO good. I like domestic content for this ship, and I also like kinky domestic content. Like, the 'who's sleeping where and who feels like getting tied to the table and also who's making dinner' kind of daily routines and discussions.

[haveihitanerve]

Writers, creators, artists, a piece of advice from one to another, and a friend of mine.

If you're struggling over deciding whether or not to put in any domestic scenes into your video or fic or book, i recommend, firstly asking someone else, a second pair of eyes always helps, but if you don't have that, read your work, or look at your work as a reader, a consumer. I was a consumer or media long before I produced it, and I think we as creators sometimes forget that. "We write the book for the people. What do the people want to see so this book gets fans?" But you forget, you're a part of the people too.

I'm going to share a little snippet of wisdom my friend offered me when I was struggling over whether or not to add a small bedroom scene into my book wip. It was a scene set at two in the morning, and one friend is visiting the others college dorm room. It was just meant to show some friendship, have that classic, they stayed up talking late at night, sipping beer, singing songs, curled up on the same cramped bed together sharing dreams, and I was uncertain whether or not to add it, because it gave no furthering of the plot. I brought this up to a friend of mine, and she said "add it." Her reasoning?

Me, as a fan, would eat that shit up. And she's right. The shwarma scene at the end of avengers? Two minutes long tops, with not a single word spoken, and the fans exploded. You're not stealing something from the fanfic writers, you're not robbing them of plot. You're providing more insight into their characters, showing how they would act in domestic scenes. Don't force your fans to have to guess on how your characters would treat each other outside of war or professional settings, give it to them.

I know its hard, I know that most all writing/creating advice is "don't add anything that doesn't help to further the plot" but sometimes that's just what readers want. I would sell my left arm for a movie dedicated solely to seeing a day in the life of the Avengers together, acting like siblings, squabbling over the TV remote, cooking together.

As a fan? THAT IS ALL I WANT!!! We read and write fanfiction for those domestic scenes, thats all people cry about, give us more domesticity, give us them liking each other, show us how they interact as friends. So put it in there. Even if its just a small hug or a knowing glance, even if its in the background of a scene. Do it. Your fans will love it even more.

[stevetonyweekly]

SteveTony Weekly - May 28th

 Hello, darling readers! I am so sorry I missed last week. I meant to put together something ahead of time and then--didn’t have a chance. BUT! Life is starting to settle down. I’m in my new house and my kids are out of school for the summer which means I have time to return to my favorite things--reading and writing! So let’s start with a little bit of fic. Don’t forget to leave comments/kudos for your favs! 

~*~ 

Memorial by ani_bester

Tony takes Steve to see the WWII Monument in Washington

Memorial by hanyou_elf

Here rests in honored glory an American Soldier known but to God.

Steve visits Arlington's Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in lieu of visting the tombs of those he's lost.

Another Thing Coming Undone by nightrider101 

Written for the following prompt: After the Chitauri invasion, Tony gets sick but ignores it. So it gets worse. Somehow Steve ends up the first of the team to move into the tower. He notices something is wrong and ends up taking care of Tony after realizing there is no one else around to do it.

Where There Is Desire by KandiSheek

The cave that Steve and Tony stupidly get themselves trapped in demands a sacrifice of innocence to set them free. Steve offers to sacrifice his virginity.

Tony fucking loves hates magic.

All Our Yesterdays by sheron 

Endgame spoilers! 

Tony and Steve travel into the past and find hope for the future.

(Look, canon blessed us with the setup for a concussion and I am merely a grateful conduit.)

The Minor Fall, the Major Lift by jukeboxhound

"Jesus, Steve, it's not like I went diving in the Mariana Trench, I'm fine." Totally fine, and if he's shaking a little and can't quite bring himself to stop touching the arc reactor, whatever, no one's perfect.

(This is how they piece it together and make it work.)

Poster Child by sabrecmc

Tony likes the new poster of Captain America. A LOT.

Cracked Hearts Under Iron Ribs by XtaticPearl

Rhodey is away for almost six months now and comes to meet Tony after the mission. He doesn't understand the domesticity of the whole Tower and unknowingly sets off a whole truck of insecurities which make Tony crawl back into being a Stark instead of just Tony. The team is not at all happy and Rhodey joins them in trying to figure out a way to help their resident genius feel better in his skin.

Bruised Ribs With A Side Of Flirting by pensversusswords

Prompt via anon: "We got in separate bar fights downtown and now we're waiting in the ER comparing stories."

AKA two beat up dweebs make starry eyes at each other.

The Fortunate Isles by Kiyaar 

The difference between them, Tony thinks, is that Steve made plans. Tony had contingencies.

This is a contingency.

Every Now and Then I Fall Apart by Sineala

When Tony gets hit by a truth spell, the consequences aren't what anyone expected. They're sure not what Tony expected. He wishes he could stop telling his teammates about all the medical problems he tries to hide. As long as he doesn't open his mouth and reveal his secret feelings for Steve, or all his secret inadequacies as a human being, though, everything's going to be fine. And Tony's good at keeping secrets... or so he thinks. But maybe Steve knows him better than he knows himself. And just because Tony believes something, that doesn't make it the truth.

Questioning Reality by Captain_Panda

"Nothing's been the same since New York."

Nightmares. It's the nightmares that are eating away at Tony the most.

A post-Chitauri fic where Steve Rogers fills a much-needed void in Tony Stark's life, and both of them confront their own demons.

Follow You to the Stars (and Beyond) by navaan

In the aftermath of saving the world from Thanos, a new era is dawning for the team called Avengers. Steve has stepped down as Captain America, Tony has taken a space vacation - and he too is making plans for his retirement. What better time than now to take a road trip through space?

Meet Again by dirigibleplumbing

It's been 5 months since Steve and Tony last saw each other in Siberia, and Tony has just resurfaced after being missing for several weeks. Through a series of emails and text messages, they work to figure out what their friendship is going to look like in the future. But first, they have a lot of the past to contend with. And for some reason Tony keeps bringing up the topic of soulmates.

love me like a sinner by ArabellaAM

“So,” he says in the end, attracting Steve’s gaze towards him. “Is that everything you wanted?”

It’s only then —when he swears he can feel Steve’s breath tickling his cheek— that he realizes how close they actually are. So close the hunger in those blue eyes is undeniable, just as it’s undeniable Steve is no longer looking at him in the eye, but rather to his lips.

“Not really,” Steve says, voice raw and thick, as his eyes move quickly to Tony’s annular finger before returning to his lips.

Tony tilts his head and asks, in a tone that sounds more like a dare, “then what are you waiting for?”

Steve doesn’t actually answer; it’s Tony that makes an educated guess as he tries to grasp for air once Steve dips his head and drowns in his lips.

Or, Steve visits Tony after five years and it's not the salvation of the world he's after.

Armistice (The Nothing Else Matters Remix) by Sineala

It's 1944. Captain America lies dreaming, trapped in his own mind, and only Tony Stark can save him. But this is no mere Marvels adventure, as Tony finds when he enters Steve's dreams. Tony is confronted with dreams of superheroes, an imagined future fantastic and terrifying in equal parts, and a Steve Rogers who knows both too much and nothing at all about him. But they're just dreams. The war is what's real... isn't it?

My Heart's Quiet Home by alexcat, ralsbecket

When Pepper wants to end their marriage, Tony finds the other great love of his life.

We're On The Edge Right Now by MassiveSpaceWren, Nixie_DeAngel

“Steve Rogers, at your service, Mister Stark.”

Tony’s lips quirked up into a bright, almost teasing like grin, “I’m sure you are, Rogers, I’m sure you are.”

Steve could feel a blush work its way up his neck to his face, but before he could even open his mouth to retort, Pepper jumped in, easily redirecting the conversation before insisting on escorting Steve back down to drop him off at HR.

[avkima]

Request Rules

Requests are open see you in my inbox

see masterlist for what i do (from one shots to drabbles)

*what I will not do* trigger warning

Incest, abortion, eating disorders, abuse, self-harm or suicide:

self-explanatory, i will not do anything with these topics at all.

And hear me out for this one... No POC-specific reader or OC:

i am not a POC so i cannot speak for their experiences and i do not wish to offend anyone by trying! therefore, i will not do specifically poc!reader fics. Go support POC writers! THAT BEING SAID, I DO TRY TO MAKE THEM AS BLANK SLATE AS POSSIBLE SO EVERYONE CAN ENJOY. and this really only applies to any human AU or fics not set on pandora.

Explicit content:

I only do suggestive smut I will not write explicit content, think behind closed doors but expect a little something before. steamy not smutty if you will.

I only write for the Avatar fandom

I don't usually write multiple-chapter fics from a request unless I get really good inspiration from it. so it's up to fate!

Daddy kinks (mommy kinks for the most part)

no judgement on anyone but im uncomfortable doing daddy kinks--reader calling anyone daddy and all that. I can be swayed on mommy kinks though just not easily.

I have a right to refuse your request sometimes it's nothing personal!

*what I will write*

Alternate Universe:

I love the idea of a college AU of either the cast of Avatar or their characters so, both irl actors and characters are on the table

Mentions of blood or fighting/some gore/death/angst

the Omatikaya are at war so stuff like this happens. and every now and then we need a good fic to make us cry!

Nonexplicit rape/sexual assault:

i am a fan of a character wanting to avenge or protect y/n ngl it helps with the trauma. that being said I may refuse or water down this specific request as I see fit as it is a sensitive topic

I LOVE a good pregnancy kink or y/n being wifey and I eat up that domestic shit

For now, anything not listed in the “WILL NOT” is fair game and if i think of anything else ill keep adding to here! xoxoxoxoxo

[mthofferings2023]

stark-contrast

See stark-contrast’s existing works here and here.

Preferred contact methods: Tumblr: stark---contrast Discord: dweetwise

Preferred organizations: - ALA "Unite Against Book Bans" Campaign - Center for Reproductive Rights - Clean Air Task Force - National Network of Abortion Funds - Red Umbrella Fund (See the list of approved organizations here)

Will create works that contain: Getting together, banter, domestic fluff, feelings realization, smut, old married couple, mundane AUs, crack, tsum tsums, identity porn, pining, D/S, hurt/comfort, Avengers tower/mansion, multiverse shenanigans

Will not create works that contain: Noncon, hurt no comfort, fight scenes, underage, gore, incest, mpreg, spiderson, abuse between Steve and Tony, genderbending (except Natasha Stark), eating disorders, certain kinks (please ask first)

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Will create works for the following relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - Any Universe Steve Rogers & Tony Stark - Any Universe

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[crackedoutwalnut]

Howdy! I was wondering if I could request a part 2 to Debris? It’ll be a year after the incident and WandaNat finally made a move on R. The three are dating and it’s still in the honeymoon stage. Overall just very fluffy, but the Avengers need Carol for a mission. Carol being back makes R a little jumpy because R doesn’t fully trust Carol alone with them unless there’s somebody else in the room.

Unless you already had an idea or weren’t gonna write a part 2 you can totally disregard lol. Have a great day/night :)

P.S. you write so beautifully! I hope to see more of your fics whenever you release them!! :))

Debris Part 2: Reconstruction

First part: Debris Part 1

WRITING REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!

Word count: 4k

A/N: I'm baccckkkkkk... sorry for the unofficial hiatus. I missed y'all a lot and decided requests were the best way to revive my blog. Also thank you to @theprinceofmarvel for the lovely request and the very kind compliments. Any appeals to my ego are always appreciated lol. Anyways, I hope you enjoy part 2 of debris! :)

--

After "The Incident," as you have come to call it, what happened afterward came in phases. First, you spent the majority of your days' training or sulking on Natasha and Wanda's couch. This lasted a couple of weeks before Natasha forced you out of your slump and back into the real world. She forced you to take a full-length shower because, according to her, you smelled like "rot and sadness." The comment would have hurt had you not caught a whiff of yourself as she said it. Next, she and Wanda took you out to eat something other than spicy chips and shredded cheese. 

The next phase happened subtly throughout those first couple of weeks and onward. Without ever formally discussing it, all three of you started to move your stuff into their condo. At first, it was small stuff like toothbrushes and pajama pants. Then, it progressed into blankets, most of your wardrobe, and miscellaneous decor. That was when they offered you their spare room permanently. All three of you knew that the idea of staying in your old condo, Carol's old condo, sent your gut churning with dread. 

The entire floor still smelled of her, still held little traces of her here and there. Everything from her favorite beer still lying in the fridge to her bottles of cologne made your chest twist up with a concoction of fear and aching want. They were like monuments to what the two of you never quite had in the first place: contentment. You realized that more and more when you observed Wanda and Natasha. From date nights to stolen kisses and inside jokes, you felt resentment overtake your previous sense of longing. Carol had never provided you with any of those things. When falling in love with Captain Marvel, there was no security or sense of domesticity. There was only a vague feeling of being dragged along and repeatedly put on a shelf. There were half-hearted promises and unfulfilling quickies when she was there and radio silence when she was not. Which was all too often.

That realization made way for the final phase, almost a year after The Incident. You had just returned home from a short-term mission to find your roommates waiting for you. If you had not known better, you would have sworn they were almost nervous. Wanda was fiddling with her hands, her dexterous fingers flexing and bending with unconscious habit. Natasha would have been the perfect mask of stoicism were it not for her subtle pattern of growing anxious whenever her partner was agitated. 

Wanda had shot to her feet, her smile warm and eager at the sight of you. "Y/n! Welcome back; how was the trip home?" 

You offered them both a grin of your own and settled down on the couch beside Natasha, "Exhausting, the turbulence prevented me from getting a nap in on the way back," you confessed. "Plus, my arms are killing me from having to scale that building." 

The assassin let out a sympathetic hum and rubbed your shoulder, "Well, you are home safe now, and that is all that matters to me." She glanced over at her partner, arching her brow in silent question. Wanda nodded as if knowing exactly what the woman was requesting. 

The witch turned back to face you, "Y/n, we were thinking of celebrating your safe return with a night out." 

Nat quickly added, "After you rest, of course, wouldn't want you collapsing on us, would we?" She teased, lightly nudging you with an elbow. 

"That sounds amazing." 

You remember that night as a whirl of noise, color, and bliss. The three of you danced, drank, and talked the night away, fully enraptured by the feeling of being beside each other. The look the two of them gave you whenever you spoke dripped with pure adoration and joy. You found yourself returning the expression tenfold. 

At the night's end, they took you down to an isolated boardwalk just outside of the city. The three of you sat, legs dangling over the dock in content silence. The water glistened in with the light of millions behind you as the city remained awake as if it, too, were waiting for what would happen next. 

Wanda spoke first, "Tonight was perfect," she turned to face the both of you, "you two were perfect." 

You grinned and reached over to grasp her hand, "I can't thank you two enough for this. I've never been happier." 

Nat smiled, her face growing more uncertain than you had ever seen it, "Speaking of happier, Wan and I were thinking that maybe we could take you out like this in a more romantic setting."

Your heart began to staccato in its cage. "What do you mean?" 

Wanda cleared her throat, "Over the past few months, I fear we have fallen a tiny bit in love with you, honey." 

You furrowed your brows in confusion, "But, what about the two of you?"

Natasha gave you an amused look. "We would still be together, sunshine. We would just be adding a new member, so to speak." 

"But after Carol, you can't honestly want to-" 

Wanda placed a hand on your cheek, effectively silencing you. "This has nothing to do with her. What the three of us share has never had anything to do with what she did to you, Y/n. You are not a charity project for us to repair; you never have been. You are someone we love and respect enough to want to spend every waking moment with you."

Nat spoke up, "And don't try and deny that you don't feel the same, darling. What we have shared over these past few months has been far from a casual friendship." 

You were choking on tears, your face cracking into a shaky grin. You nodded eagerly, "I love you two more than I ever thought I was capable of loving anyone. Your home, our home, has become my sanctuary, and I cannot wait to have you two as long as you will have me." 

Natasha stood and helped you to your feet, Wanda not close behind. Placing a firm kiss on your cheek, which the other woman mirrored, she chuckled, "Get comfy, sunshine; we'll be having you for a long time." 

--

To say you were happy would be a gross understatement. Every day you woke up beside your partners was a day spent in pure bliss. The three of you spent most of your days attached at the hip. If Natasha wanted to train in the downstairs gym, you and Wanda would not be far behind. If Wanda went to bed, the other two would follow. Currently, you were lying across your girlfriends' laps. Your head rested in Wanda's lap while your lower half lounged across Nat's. The witch watched the movie playing while gently massaging your head. Well-groomed nails scratched your scalp, allowing a content groan to fall from your lips.

Wanda smirked down at you, "I am that good, huh?" 

"You have no idea," you muttered in reply, eyes slipping shut. 

"You are absolutely precious, sunshine," the witch murmured, moving to trace the apple of your cheek. 

You grumbled in protest, however, made no effort to reply as you turned to bury your face in her shirt. The shirt in question was a well-worn SHIELD shirt you had stolen from Nat before Wanda inevitably snatched it from you. 

"Y/n, don't you dare fall asleep in the middle of movie night. You promised you wouldn't do that again," said Nat, shaking your calf slightly. She was met with the sound of your breathing evening out. She huffed, "I swear, I'm not carrying her to bed this time. She can wake up and walk herself."

Wanda gave her partner a bullshit look and glanced down at their girlfriend. "You and I both know you are lying, Nat. Look at her. How could you possibly leave a face this cute to sleep on the lonely couch?" 

Nat pursed her lips and sighed, "I can't," she confessed. Standing, she tucked her arm under the crook of your knees and along your back. She carried you across the room and down the hall as if you weighed nothing more than a gallon of milk. Mumbling sounds fell from your lips as you drew closer to the familiar warmth guiding you. Inhaling the comforting scent of maple and balsam, you buried your nose in the shoulder of Natasha's sweatshirt. 

The assassin tenderly set you onto the mattress and pressed a kiss to your temple. 

--

The next morning, your peaceful slumber was interrupted by an urgent voice above you. 

"Y/n, wake up; Fury called for an emergency meeting."

You groaned and heaved yourself up, "Can't it wait until later?"

Nat clucked her tongue, "No, that's why it is called an emergency meeting, sunshine." 

"Fine, let me get dressed," you dragged yourself out of bed and into the bathroom.

In the meeting room, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, an extremely hungover Tony Stark, and Wanda sat around a long table. Nick Fury stood at the head, nodding slightly as the two of you entered and sat beside Maximoff.  

"Thank you for coming. I just received word from a field agent that an old alien terrorist group has reformed and started attacking cities along the East Coast. They were subdued by Captain Marvel in 2015; however, it seems they have come back with more forces and better technology," he explained. "That is why all of you, along with Captain Marvel, will be spending all of your efforts as of now to take them out for good." 

You felt the blood in your veins ice over at the mention of Carol. You cleared your throat, "Um, I thought Car- Captain Marvel wasn't joining us on missions anymore?" 

Nick leveled you with a neutral expression, "Regardless of your history with Captain Marvel, I expect you two to work professionally. The better you two collaborate, the faster you can part ways." 

Nat sat in her chair, an outraged expression etched on her face, "I hardly think that is fair, Fury. After what happened, I don't think Marvel deserves-"

Nick raised a hand and spoke over her, "This meeting is over; I don't want to hear any more complaints about the details of this mission, am I clear?"

The assassin grit her teeth, "Crystal," she shot up in her chair and strode from the room. Wanda, sporting a similarly furious expression, followed close behind. You shot an apologetic look to Fury and scurried after your companions. 

"He should have let you know sooner." 

"I don't think there was any way of him knowing sooner." 

"That bitch won't be let anywhere near you," Wanda hissed; crimson light wreathed her clenched fists. 

"If this threat really is as serious as it seems, I don't think we have much of a choice in the matter," you muttered, teeth worrying at your lower lip. "I appreciate it, though," you reached to grab her glowing hand, allowing the fingers to unfold and the tendrils to dissipate from her palms. 

"We have your back, sunshine," Natasha assured, pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

--

Try as they might, the Avengers tower was only so big, and you could not stay with them forever. You were heading down to the communal kitchen the first time you ran into Carol. The three of you had your own kitchen in the condo; however, the public one was where Tony kept all his expensive snack food. Instead of foreign chips and gourmet chocolates, you were met with your ex-girlfriend sitting on a marble countertop drinking coffee. She wore an Airforce muscle tank top that would have made your panties drop only a year before. Now, the very sight of her made your body tense painfully. She hadn't changed; her biceps were still perfectly toned, her short hair slightly ruffled over her face as it often was in the mornings. Her body still radiated a terrifying power that nearly had you running back toward the elevator. 

"It's nice to see you again." The sudden comment rang out in the empty room like a gunshot. You nearly leaped from your skin, eyes locked onto her ever-intense gaze. You swallowed and nodded before pivoting on your heel to leave. "Wait!" You flinched at her tone and looked over your shoulder towards her. "How have you been? You look... healthy," you could hear the caution in her voice as if the wrong word would send you fleeing. 

"We don't have to do this, Carol," you muttered, eyes never leaving hers, watching for any sudden movements like one would an apex predator. 

"I want to," she replied quickly, "I would like to catch up with you." 

"Well, I have been busy with work; other than that, nothing special," you lied. You did not owe Carol the knowledge of your relationship status. 

She forced a chuckle, "Yeah, same..." It was silent for a moment before Danvers started to move closer to you. Panic grasped at you as you subtly moved back towards the door. "Y/n, I wanted to talk to you about-"

"Move any closer to her, and you will lose your head, Danvers," Wanda barked from the other entrance across the room. 

  Carol's face tightened with frustration; however, she quickly masked it as the witch made her way over to you. Your girlfriend wrapped her arms around your waist before pulling you in for a slightly possessive kiss. You smiled at her as she pulled away, her hand remaining on the small of your back. 

"Captain, I think you would find it in your best efforts to stay away from Y/n while back on Earth," Wanda advised, her tone frigid and stiff. 

"I was just saying hello, Maximoff," she replied, hands raised in surrender. 

Wanda angled her body in front of you as if to act as a wall between you and your ex. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes, "Well, you have said hello. You may go now." 

"I will see you later, okay, Y/n?" Carol craned her neck over Wanda's shoulder to look at you. Your gaze remained glued to the floor as your girlfriend's hand grasped your own. Carol sighed and stormed towards the door. The moment the blonde was gone, Wanda whirled around, her hands cupping your cheeks. "Are you alright, baby girl? What did she say to you?" 

You offered your girlfriend a shaky grin and leaned forward to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth, "I am fine, Wan. She really was just trying to say hello." 

Wanda narrowed her eyes, "Well, she better keep herself away from you from now on." 

You giggled, "You're such a mother hen." 

"I think I am perfectly reasonable; now, let's go back upstairs." 

Wanda filled Natasha in on the events of that morning, causing the assassin to fuss over you just as your other partner had. "Sunshine, are you okay?" 

You snickered and glanced between the two women, "You are both ridiculous. I am fine."

"I know you can take care of yourself, but can you blame us?" Nat replied, pulling you into an embrace. 

"I am a grown adult who can deal with an ex-girlfriend without having a freakout." It wasn't a total lie, not technically. Even if you can't breathe when you come face to face with Carol, you can still navigate an almost civil conversation with her without sprinting from the room. 

"Still, if anything ever goes south with her, make sure to reach out to me in your mind. I will always hear you." 

"Thank you, Wanda. I love both of you so much, and I promise I will be fine with Carol around." 

--

You were not fine with Carol around. Not even close. Every time the two of you would run into each other, the blonde would attempt to corner you into a conversation. You would panic and make a quick excuse to flee the scene. All you saw when you looked at her was the look in her eyes that night she nearly shot a hole through your chest with her photon blasters. 

You became rather good at avoiding her until you decided to work out in the training room. It was late in the afternoon, and most of the Avengers were having a game night upstairs. Not really in the gaming mood, you wandered down to the workout facility, clad in a sports bra and tight bike shorts. Grabbing a towel from a rack near the front entrance, you wandered into the main room. Ready to head over to the treadmills, you were stopped in your tracks at the familiar sound of a photon blast exploding from a hand. 

It felt like a bucket of cold water dumped over you as the sight of Carol practicing her photon attacks came into vision. You froze. Your limbs locked up as visions of that night filled your vision. Her words, awful and hostile on her tongue, the feeling of debris covering your arms and hair. 

"..ey, Y/n? Y/n, are you okay?" You snapped out of your frozen state as Carol waved a hand in front of your face. You flinched and backed away from the woman. 

"Wh-what?" You stammered.

"I was asking if you were okay? You kind of froze," Carol replied, attempting to reach for your shoulder in comfort. She quickly remembered herself, however, and stuffed her hands in the pockets of her sweatpants. You glanced down at her hands, and over to the blast-resistant dummy she was practicing on. Realization seemed to dawn on Carol's face as she turned to look at the practice mannequin. "Fuck, right. About that night, Y/n. I wasn't myself, and I am so sorry. I never would have done that had we-" 

"I need to leave," you cut her off, stumbling away. You weren't ready to have this conversation. You never would be. Not with her. Not ever. 

"Y/n, please, we need to have this conversation. I have been trying to have this talk with you for days now. Your...Wanda and Natasha keep preventing it from happening."

"We don't need to have this talk. You want to have this talk. Now I need to go; Wanda and Nat probably want to know where I am." 

"Speaking of those two, why the hell are they so touchy-feely with you?" 

"A lot can change in a year, Captain," you muttered. 

"You cannot seriously be with both of them? What about us?" 

"There is no us, Carol," your voice shook as you worked to move away from her. 

"There should be, though. We were meant to be together, Y/n. I promise that night will never happen again. I will stay this time, for good. I will let you see that one friend. The one from that night."

"I don't need you to 'let' me do anything," you snapped, anger replacing your fear. 

"Of course, that is not what I meant. You know that." 

"No, I don't think I do know that, Carol."

"Can we just talk this out, please?" Carol stepped towards you, grasping your wrist. 

Panic coursed through your veins as you attempted to wrench yourself out of her grip. The might of Captain Marvel easily overpowered your efforts. "Let go, Carol. I don't want to talk anymore." 

"We need to talk about this. Please, we'll both feel better once we talk." 

"No! Let go of me!" You gasped, chest collapsing in on itself as you trembled in her grasp. You continued to stammer pleas before Carol dove in and erased the gap between you. Her lips were rough and overwhelming. Her heat was now foreign and hostile as you attempted to push her off of you. Air caught in your lungs, refusing to circulate to the rest of your body. You wheezed into the kiss and jerked your body in her grasp like a fish. 

Wanda, please. Training room, please help. 

It was moments before you heard the rumbling of two sets of feet stomping down the stairs into the training facility. Faster than either of you could react, Carol was sent flying across the room, her back colliding with the wall-to-wall mirror. Crimson light radiated from Wanda as she hovered above the floor, her eyes glowing with primal fury. 

Natasha raced over to you, pulling you into her grasp and forming a physical barrier between you and Carol Danvers. You burrowed yourself further into her hold and watched as dumbells, medicine balls, and treadmills floated from the ground and circled around Wanda's gravitational pull of power. She moved closer to Carol, who was desperately flailing in the woman's grasp. 

"I told you what would happen if you ever laid a hand on her again, Danvers," she roared. "I warned you that I would gut you if you ever came near her again."

"Let me go, Maximoff. It was a mistake."

"You might think you are tough shit. But, I assure you I could kill you in seconds without breaking a sweat." 

You whimpered, burying your face into Nat's sweater. The assassin shushed you softly and rested a hand on the base of your head, tucking you closer to her chest. "Wanda," she rasped, rocking the both of you from side to side as gently as possible. "Wanda, babe." 

The woman turned to face the two of you, her eyes still lit with an unnatural red glow. The tendrils of magic were wrapped firmly around Carol's neck and arms, causing her face to grow pale and sweaty as air escaped her lungs. 

"As much as I would love to assist in grinding her ass into dust, I don't think this is the best time." You let out a shaky sob; Natasha cooed softly and swayed you faster. 

Wanda's face softened, and the gym equipment around her crashed to the floor with a thunderous crash. The glow disappeared from her eyes, and Carol collapsed onto the floor. You felt your other girlfriend race to your side. 

Natasha let you go, allowing you to fall into Wanda's embrace. The woman muttered sweet nothings against your temple and laid kisses along the crown of your head. "Are you alright, darling?" 

You sniffled and nodded, "Can we get out of here?"

"Of course, I am so sorry." 

Natasha pulled away from the two of you, "Go to the condo and rest, both of you."

Wanda nodded and led you out of the room and into the elevator. Once you were out of earshot, the assassin turned to face an incredibly disheveled Carol. "Let me make a few things clear, Danvers. You will tell Fury that you wish to stay in a hotel for the rest of your stay on Earth. When you are forced to be around us, you will not look or breathe in the direction of either of my girlfriends. Are we understood?"

Carol nodded, her gaze locked on the floor below her. 

Natasha marched over to her and grabbed the woman's shirt collar. "She doesn't need or want you anymore, Danvers. We gave her everything you were unwilling to provide. She has moved on from your sorry ass, so I think it is in your best interest to do the same."

The blonde nodded, "You're right." 

"I know. Stay away from my family, Captain." 

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dad!tony + stark!reader (ft. peter x reader x harley) hcs pt 2

wc: 1.7k

Genre: domestic fluff, (found) family, eventual enemies to lovers (Harley x reader) and mostly one sided pining to eventual lovers (peter x reader), enemies to eventual friends (peter + harley)

Warnings: former scary situations and battles (obvs), you're worried about Tony, Tony's worried about you, you and Harley are very similar and butt heads, tony is a good dad, yall do not get along at first, everyone has daddy issues, no infinity war/endgame, Harley peter and reader are seniors at this point, cap is a grandpa

A/n: i want to make this a full fic but you're getting bullet fics for now bc I have to get this idea out and I desperately wish I was writing full time already lol

Also who's ready for Iron fam content!!!!!!! Young avengers/gen z heroes content!!!!!!!! Me!!!!! I am!!!!!!!! Also I really hope they characterize Harley the way I'm imagining him bc the way he is in my head is elite

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Siblings with my peter x stark!nepotism baby hcs

So go read that too if you want to lmao

Anyway

As previously stated, Tony is an amazing dad

Your formative years were often times spent accompanying him on business trips so you can go sightseeing and do fun stuff

You know, make boring meetings full of people with terrible opinions a little more fun

And you better fucking believe he's gossiping to you about EVERYTHING

He's called it quits on meetings for today so now you're eating takeout together in the hotel while he spills all the tea to you

"And Roberts was just on my ass all day about the same questions I already answered, so…" he shrugs, taking a bite of food

"Ugh," you shudder in your mutual distaste for the asshole, and mutter under your breath, “that’s probably why his wife left him”

He laughs so hard he almost chokes

Yeah taking you with him was definitely a good idea

Because of all the traveling and all the time spent in meetings

And the fact that you’re both incredibly elusive and have a ridiculously high net worth 

You decide to pick up the occasional modeling gig when you’re traveling with your dad

He’s in meetings and press conferences about the future of stark industries and the avengers 

And you’re doing shoots with chanel and dior 

Sometimes photo shoots, sometimes perfume ads, sometimes you’re on the runway

It’s always fun and it’s nice to spend time with other people around your age in a similar position to yours 

You didn’t expect to have made friends from something you picked up to pass time, but you got a few of the other models numbers and they’re pretty good friends

However, when you’re not jetsetting with your kickass dad

You’re probably spending time in the garage with him while he works

Sometimes you’re doing homework, or watching netflix, or working on your own projects alongside him

Sometimes you just like to listen to him talk 

To you 

To himself

To jarvis

To dum-e and u and butterfingers 

Just being in his presence is so comforting 

He notices when you stick around like that, knows what it means to you

He knows how much you worry about him, that you sometimes have jarvis secretly check his vitals 

Just to make sure he’s okay yk

After everything that’s happened, you can get really bad separation anxiety with him

It feels like as soon as you’re out of each others sight he’s attacked or kidnapped or horribly injured or missing

Or you are 

And Pepper’s great

She’s awesome

But she’s not your dad

Whenever something happens to Tony, you usually just end up worrying together

But there are sometimes where even Pepper has to join the fight

And then you end up exactly where Tony didn’t want you: alone and terrified with no one to comfort you or look out for you

And yes you’re strong

You’re so fucking strong and capable and brave

You even have your own suit

Strictly to keep you protected he’d reminded you many times

If you’re anything like me it’s 100% pink with a little heart cut out for the chest light

But the thing is you shouldn’t have to take care of yourself and protect yourself in times like that

He just 

He wishes he had a few extra pairs of hands

So when things get dicey you still have someone with you

That’s actually a huge part of his motivation for recruiting Peter onto the team

He needs extra hands, extra help

After the whole vulture incident, he knows when this kid gets his mind made up on something there’s no distracting him from that goal

So yeah he blatantly disregarded everything Tony was telling him to do and can’t follow orders half the time, but he did sort of meet his goal of proving himself to Tony

How can he say no to that?

All this

Moving into the compound, hero training after school, meetings with the other avengers (!!!!)

Is a literal dream come true for Peter

For all the normal reasons

But also because guess who also lives at the compound??

You!!! 

You, his beautiful ethereal brilliant celebrity crush

That he now sleeps a few rooms away from 

Totally not heart pounding very normal situation he can totally handle without looking like a total dork in front of you

And living in the same building as you has done nothing but amplify his yearning

He was spacing out in a meeting once and Tony asked Vision to see what he was so wrapped up thinking about

It was yet another balcony soliloquy turned spiderman rescue daydream of you confessing your undying love to him, then him responding with something quippy and clever that makes you laugh that cute little laugh and look up at him with those gorgeous eyes, sparkling in the deep city lights while you look at him dreamily 

Vision: it, uh… seems private.

Tony thought he was thinking about boobs or something 

But no

He’s just very obviously mushy gushy in love with you

With the amount of longing sighs and heart eyes this boy shoots your way you’d think it would be obvious

Which is is

It’s very obvious to everyone except Peter, who thinks he’s hiding it pretty well

Peter has a habit of trying to impress you in training

Which either works great or is kind of embarrassing 

His very, painstakingly obvious crush on you would be annoying

If he wasn’t so endearing 

God you really did not expect the spider kid your dad mentioned in passing to be so… sunshiney???

He’s like a golden retriever puppy

You can practically see his tail wag when you enter the room

He’s so excited and eager to please and ready to prove himself 

You kind of can’t get mad at him just because of how sincere he is

You and your dad won’t admit this for a while

But peter’s growing on you

Both of you

But he still has a lot to learn

And he still makes reckless decisions sometimes

And taking strategic, calculated risks can be okay on the battlefield 

But not when you’re on guard duty

Not when you have one objective - protecting you from any harm until whatever fight that’s happening is over

Between that and the fact that unfortunately for Peter, Tony is in fact aware of his crush on you

Again, he’s not good at hiding it

Which is yet another motivator for him to bring in the next new recruit 

Harley Keener

He’s a long way from the scrappy kid Tony met in Tennessee 

And now that he’s a little older, it’s clear as day that he’s ready to join the ranks of the avengers 

Like tony said, he needs as much help as he can get

Peter sees Harley and thinks friend?!

Text book golden retriever puppy

Harley sees Peter and thinks oh boy rivalry time

Harley takes one look you and his heart starts pounding

How could it not

He and peter are pretty similar in that way 

Again, you’re the drop dead gorgeous confident cool nepotism baby of tony stark

Of course he’s going to have a thing for you

Honestly???? You think he’s kind of fine too at first

Then you both open your mouths

And you find each other insufferable 

You’re both opinionated with a whole lot of confidence 

it was sort of inevitable that yeah, you’d butt heads almost immediately

For a long time, Harley really never thought he’d see Tony again

And yeah, part of that was the fact that once an adult left him they never came back

So now that he has this opportunity 

He’s not going to mess anything up

He’s going to excel

He’s going to so so far above and beyond that he cements his place on the team

He’s going to become such a valuable asset that they couldn’t dream of benching him

Which means he does everything he’s told to

And he does it to the nines 

Yeah he has his personal strengths and weaknesses that he’s working on 

But everyone on the team is surprised by how well he executes orders 

Even Cap the grandpa 

Who’s always going on about how kids these days don’t listen 

Which is always met with an “okay boomer” from everyone in a 5 mile radius 

Has no criticisms for Harley in that department 

And Tony notices this 

And he files that information away for later 

Peter notices something else about Harley

Which is the way he looks at you when you’re not looking 

Peter doesn’t like that

Between that and Harley’s very ambitious no bullshit attitude that seems to conflict instantly with Peter’s optimistic friendly attitude 

They don’t like each other that much 

And you and Harley definitely don’t seem to like each other much

And peter can’t even talk to you yet without choking up or blushing 

So yeah

The next generation of avengers isn’t off to the best start

It goes on like that for some time

You and harley butting heads, hoping you don’t notice the pink flush to his cheeks 

Harley and peter butting heads, both determined to be tony’s favorite 

Peter noticeably not being able to breathe right when you sit too close to him, something you’re actually starting to find

Cute???

Wow maybe you are going soft

The three of you doing homework together in the same room, silence deafeningly loud 

The tension is ramping up 

To the point where the others are starting to notice 

Nat checks on you guys while you’re doing homework together and is immediately thrown off by how tense the room feels

Nat: “...you guys okay?”

You, Peter, and Harley who just spent like 10 minutes roasting the shit out of each other in a way that’s totally not secretly flirting: “Yep, why do you ask :)”

It’s really just a matter of time before something happens

The next avengers battle, for tony to finally put in place the plan he’s been laying the groundwork for since he recruited Parker and Keener

Maybe a love confession or two 

Time will tell

Very, very quickly if the way you’ve been looking at each other is anything to go by

[lokiprompts]

Master List

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One Shots

In Sickness and in Health (Pregnant reader, morning sickness, fluff).

Food is Love (Pregnant reader loves to eat, fluff, implied smut).

Clean Freak (GN Reader, stress cleaning; fluff).

The Power of Pie (GN Reader, you host for Christmas and Loki finds you enchanting. Fluff).

The Perfect Gift (GN, Loki gets you for secret santa! fluff)

Funny Honey (GN, Loki loves to make you laugh, but will you ever take him seriously? Fluff).

Picture Perfect (GN, You are a professional photographer and you take his picture. Pure fluff).

Friendly Touches (GN, Loki gets confused about Midgardian customs specifically around friendships. Are you even his friend?! Fluff).

Little Realizations (GN, Short reader is intimidated by tall people ie Loki. Fluff)

God of Embarrassment (GN, Loki likes you and he wants to impress you, but everything goes wrong. Fluff)

Worrywart (Fem Reader, Loki worried constantly about his little mortal, but when you get your period....ohhhh. Fluff, some angst).

The Decision (Fem Reader Loki has recurring dreams that you and your child are captured by Thanos - HEAVY angst)

The Little Things ( GN, You are sick and your bf is a jerk. Loki is there to help! Light angst, fluff)

Sleeping Beauty (GN, You aren't a morning person. What happens when your sleepy self cuddles up to an unsuspecting Loki? Fluff)

What the Hel is a Valentine? (GN, Loki doesn't know what a Valentine is. Will that ruin his chances with you? Pure fluff)

The Rules of Midgardian Dating ( GN, You reject Loki's courtship proposal, so Loki must learn about Midgardian dating. Rom Coms know all, right? Fluff)

The Glass Slipper (Fem Reader, You are stuck babysitting Morgan and Loki. Morgan thinks that you are a princess...so what happens when she finds out that Loki is a prince? Fluff)

Second Date Update (GN, you contact a radio station to try and figure out why Loki has ghosted you...)

Nailed it - (You accidentally summon a demon by baking. Loki helps. Crack fic)

Burning Words - (Loki is terrified to tell you that he loves you, but a whispered confession in the dark throws him for a loop. Fluff).

A Proposal To Remember (Loki proposes to you, but his night doesn't go as planned. Fluff. Slight angst.)

Series

Melodies for Wellness (Loki x Fem Reader) Paused

The Asgardians bide their time at the Avengers Tower before they move to New Asgard. In the meantime, Loki meets the Towers "wellness coordinator" and takes some classes from her, embraces music, and of course - love! Fluff, slow burn, angst..

Warnings: swearing, domestic violence, trauma. I like to torture my characters so buckle up.

Chpt 1 (Orientation) - Chp 2 (Love Languages)

Chp 3 (The Last Class) Chp 4 (Spectacular Spectacular!)

Chp 5 (Build a Home) Chp 6 (Helpless) Chp 7 (Never Enough)

Chp 8 (Broken Things)

The Trickster & The Healer (Loki x Fem Reader) Paused

Loki gets saved by a mysterious healer during a battle. She vanishes and he has to find her...Romance, fluff, angst.

Warnings: Violence, swearing.

Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4

Your Savior (Loki x Fem Reader) Complete

You are a prisoner on an enemy compound and Loki finds you. Graphic imagery and violence. Angst, romance. Smut, 18+

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

The Shifter (Loki x Fem Reader) - Complete

You unintentionally shift to the MCU when you sleep. You meet Loki and must choose between a universe with him, or your real world. Angst, smut 18+

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

A Second Chance ( Loki x Fem reader) Complete

You didn't really like Loki, so when he gets a second chance when your memories are wiped out...he pretends to be your boyfriend. What could go wrong? Fluff, smut 18+

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Appropriate (Loki x Fem Reader) In Progress

Loki is banished to Midgard and he has to live an average life as penance...and you, a social worker, is there to help him along the way. Rom Com vibes. Pinning; emotional edging until we can't take it anymore, slowburn.

Chapter 1 - Introductions Chapter 2 - Day Dreams

Chapter 3 - Broken Things Chapter 4 - Fashion Show

Chapter 5 - The Grocery Store Chapter 6 - Overworked

Chapter 7 - Bubbles. Chapter 8 - Allies

Chapter 9 - Secrets of the Heart

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[sparkagrace]

I thought I would put together a place for all my steve/bucky fics. Sorted into series and standalones, and marked if they're WIPs.

Updated: 24th October 2022

series

🥇 lane lines series [4/4 parts]

tags: swimming au, olympics au, rivals to lovers, slow build, university au, sports au

#1: lane lines 🏊‍♂️ | 132k (15/15) | mature

Steve Rogers has spent his entire life swimming and now is poised to take the Wakanda 2024 Olympics by storm. The only thing he’s missing is a friendly rival to help get him there. Enter Bucky Barnes, who doesn’t seem to take the sport quite as seriously despite his raw and enviable talent. Steve hates him. Bucky doesn’t care. That makes Steve hate him more.

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#2: lumiere 🖼️ | 5k (1/1) | mature

Bucky’s not looking at the paintings, he’s staring at Steve with his teeth caught between his bottom lip. “Do you know that your eyes light up when you talk?” Bucky tells him. “You gesture a lot with your hands.” Steve looks over, suddenly shy, as he becomes aware that he’s been talking for an awfully long time. “I’m sorry, I’m probably boring you. I learned all about it and I never get to talk—” “No, it’s fine. I love it. It’s been the most enjoyable part of the day. I like seeing you so excited about something that’s not the pool.”

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#3: new traditions 🎄 | 6k (1/1) | mature

Steve spends his first Christmas with Bucky. There's some old traditions and maybe some new ones.

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#4: treading water 🌊 | wip | mature

Olympic swimmer Bucky Barnes always believed that when the time came to retire, he would walk away with his medals and world records firmly in the history books and never look back. He never thought the water would leave him first.

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👨‍👨‍👧 al, pal and alpine series [6/12 parts]

tags: kid fic, alpine, established relationship, marriage, domestic, family fluff, light angst

the question 🛏️ | 3k (1/1) | teen

“So what did she ask this time? Why is the moon so big?” Bucky asks, rooting through the dresser. “What makes stuff fall, can Alpine understand her, why does she have to eat carrots?” Steve counts off. There’s a pause. “Then she asked The Question.”

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the pancakes 🥞 | 7k (1/1) | teen

Everything is fine until midway through Wednesday when Bucky’s phone lights up with a message: MISSION PARAMETERS CHANGED. ETA SATURDAY. GOING RADIO SILENT Then another message pops up two minutes later: Everything is okay. I love you both — kiss Allie for me Then everything seems to get worse.

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ballet shoes 🩰 | 4k (1/1) | teen

“If your daughter is serious about ballet, she needs to be aware of how to present herself. I have told her this myself.” “Wait a second, wait. You spoke to my daughter about her weight?” Bucky can’t see beyond the white fury that’s pounding behind his eyes.

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post-match ⚽ | 4.8k (1/1) | teen

Steve sniffs and wipes at his nose with the back of his hand. “We had a fight. She’s in her room.” A fight? Steve and Allie might disagree but they don’t fight. At least not to the point where Steve is visibly upset instead of just frustrated. “What happened?” Bucky lowers to his haunches and lightly squeezes Steve’s shoulder in reassurance. Steve presses the palms of his hands against his eyes at the touch. “She said she hated me.”

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london calling ✈️ | 11k (2/2) | teen

They’ve been on vacations before and there’s some bickering; stupid fights over who was supposed to remember the sunscreen and who is going to drive. Not Steve and Allie leaving Bucky in the middle of the street. Not Bucky choosing not to follow.

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mouth bones 🦷️ | 4.3k (1/1) | gen

Steve frowns when he sees the confusion on Bucky’s face. “You don’t want to keep our daughter's first teeth? Her baby teeth?” Bucky shrugs. “They're just mouth bones.”

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coffee stains ☕ | 6k (1/1) | teen tags: meet-awkward, shrunkyclunks, post-avengers, inspired by notting hill

“Wow, you have a lot of… patriotic memorabilia around your office,” Bucky observes. “Do you, like, cosplay or something?” He chuckles before his eyes suddenly snap towards Steve. He looks back at the costumes hanging off the mannequin and then back at Steve, staring in horror as realisation dawns. “Holy shit, you’re Captain America,” Bucky says at the same time Steve replies with: “I’m not sure what cosplay is.”

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be kind, rewind 📼 | 47k (8/8) | teen tags: 90s au, movie references, getting together, slow burn, shrunkyclunks

It’s 1994 and Bucky Barnes is stuck in a dead-end job at Blockbuster trying to figure his life out. Until a recently unfrozen Steve Rogers walks through the door and asks him for film recommendations.

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off the record 📰 | 37k (5/5) | mature tags: shrunkyclunks, post-avengers (2012), reporter!bucky barnes, meet-ugly, avengers tower

The Avengers have a problem. Six months after the Battle of New York, public opinion is beginning to turn on them and they are in dire need of a PR boost. Reporter Bucky Barnes needs to impress his boss enough to get a promotion onto the Features desk. This assignment might get him there, but the fact that he really hates the Avengers is the least of his problems today…

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Title: Calico Skies

Posting: The week of August 14th

Author:  Musette22 @musette22​ [AO3]

Artist: Cmleo [Twitter] [AO3]

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Captain America Steve Rogers/Modern Bucky Barnes

Tags/Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Alternate Universe, Nomad Steve Rogers, Carpenter!Bucky, Cabin Fic, Bisexual Steve Rogers, Gay Bucky Barnes, Strangers to Lovers, Slow Burn, Roommates, Domesticity, Mutual Pining, Steve Rogers needs a hug, Bucky Barnes needs a hug, Light Angst and Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Sexual Content, Smut, POV Alternating, These Big Bearded Men Are Experiencing Emotions, You’ll Never Guess What Happens Next

Summary:

In the wake of the Battle of New York, Bucky Barnes bade his old life, or what was left of it, farewell. Buying a deserted cabin in the Catskills, he grew a beard, took up woodworking, and built a new life for himself as a carpenter. Six years on, Bucky still leads a peaceful, if solitary, existence. Maybe it get a little lonely sometimes, but that’s why he got himself a dog. And a cat. And a goat. All in all, Bucky is perfectly content with the way things are – until he meets Steve.

In 2018, Steve Rogers finally hangs up his shield. He trades Avenging and New York City for the peace and quiet of the Catskills, grows a beard, and isolates himself in an attempt to salvage what’s left of his sanity and identity. After living his life in the public eye for so long, Steve believes that calm and solitude are exactly what he needs. Of course, he didn’t count on meeting Bucky Barnes.

A story about healing, woodworking, and big, bearded men falling in love.

Excerpt:

“This is really good,” Steve repeats for the third time, as he helps himself to more of the plain pumpkin stew Bucky prepared last night. “You know, I can’t even remember the last time I had a hot meal.”

Bucky’s own spoon halts halfway to his mouth, hovering mid-air as he stares at Steve. “What d’you mean? Then what do you eat?”

“Hm?” Steve looks up, blinking big, blue eyes at Bucky and quickly swallowing his mouthful of stew before speaking. “Oh, just stuff I buy in town that keeps, mostly. I don’t have a fridge or a freezer, so there’s only so much I can eat unless I want to head into town every couple of days, which I don’t really wanna do. It’s a pretty long way, and I don’t have a car. Plus, you know. People.”

This time, Bucky can’t contain his curiosity. “So where do you live?” he asks, hoping he’s not overstepping.

Steve frowns, licking his lips. “I’m not sure what the area’s called, actually, but it’s pretty remote. I set up camp about thirty miles south from here, ‘s about fifteen miles from the town where we met?”

“But… you said you pass by my cabin on your runs?”

“Oh, um.” Steve rubs the back of his neck, a light blush dusting his cheeks, above the line of his beard. It’s unfairly attractive. “Yeah, I tend to run pretty long distances.”

“No kidding,” Bucky mutters, reeling a little as he turns back to his stew. “And when you say ‘camp’, you mean…”

“I mean I’m living in a tent, basically,” Steve admits, confirming Bucky’s suspicions. “I like it, though.”

“Right,” Bucky nods, reminding himself that some people like camping. “Okay. But, you have electricity, right? Running water?”

Steve shakes his head. “I don’t. There’s this really clear stream running past my camp though, I wash up in that. Got batteries for my flashlight and my Walkman. Don’t need much else, to be honest.”

Right, Bucky thinks. Definitely ex-military.