#joaquin torres x ofc

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In a Heartbeat

joaquin torres x sunshine!reader/ofc

4k words

she saves someone, and joaquin saves her.

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note: i wrote this with my oc in mind that i plan to write more about, but i wanted it to be read as a reader insert as well! let me know what you think :)

She had been living in Washington DC for a little over a year now. She moved there for grad school, and some of the excitement had yet to wear off still. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, with all of the good schools nearby and all of the things to do and learn in the capital. It seemed like a busy enough place to never be bored, which was exactly what she wanted. It really had seemed like a smart idea, especially since she hadn’t had any problems since moving there.

Until she did.

She was out with her roommate after classes had ended for the day, enjoying the warm spring day and simply happy to be people watching as they hung out. It had quickly become one of her favorite things since moving there, something she shared with her roommate, Jasmine. She was always glad she and Jazzy got along so well and liked spending time together, often spending time just being out and about like today. 

Jazzy was showing her a small outdoor shopping district just outside of a park. It must’ve been really popular because it was packed with people. People were out walking their dogs, parents were out shopping with their kids, couples and friends were on dates and lounging on the grassy areas. Music was coming from the open doors of one of the stores, loud enough to carry even as you walked away from it. Something smelled good, like fresh bread and cinnamon sugar, and she wanted to follow her nose to figure out where it was coming from. There was a warm breeze that made her shiver whenever they walked in the shade, so she pulled Jazzy away to make sure they stayed in the sun. A few kids ran past them playing tag. It made her smile, she hoped they were having fun. 

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she noticed a bit of commotion going on. She couldn’t tell where it was coming from, but it was progressively getting louder. From the looks of it, she wasn’t the only one who had noticed as many of the people nearby were looking around as well. It continued to grow louder and louder until she spotted a large group of people running in their direction, all shouting and screaming to get away. A ways behind them, she spotted a group of big looking men in scary looking masks carrying scary looking weapons, all running after them with their weapons pointed forward. Before she could think about how cliche that sounded, she knew they had to get away first. Many people around them were coming to the same conclusion as they all began turning tail and running. She and Jazzy shared a look of understanding before following suit.

As everyone kept running away and the noise was getting louder, another noise caught her attention above all the commotion. She could just barely hear a small voice calling for help, but it was loud enough to get her to stop running. Her head whipped around trying to find whoever it was, wherever it was coming from. Her eyes landed on a little girl sitting on the ground holding a little boy, and even from her distance she could see they were crying.

“MOMMY!” the little girl kept shouting, tears running down her face as she tried to pull the little boy up with her. They had to be brother and sister. She sounded terrified.

She took off before she could think about what she was doing. She could vaguely hear Jazzy calling after her, trying to get her to turn around and come back, but she couldn’t. The only thing on her mind was getting to those kids before they could get hurt. She wouldn’t let that happen.

She slid to a stop and knelt down next to the kids when she got to them, unconcerned about the fact that she tore a hole in her jeans by doing so, nor the bruises and scrapes she no doubt would have on her knees either. The little girl, maybe seven or eight, kept pulling on her brother’s arm trying to get him to move, but he was sat on the ground firmly, bawling his eyes out and refusing to move. She knew he couldn’t have been older than three years old. 

She looked around for anyone who could have been their mother, anyone willing to help, but everyone was running in the opposite direction. She turned her head to see the group of men getting closer and closer, and they were gaining fast. She was the only one around.

“I need to get you out of here,” she said, turning back to the two kids, voice urgent. “I’ll get you back to your mom, I promise.”

She tried to pick up the little boy, who immediately started shouting and fighting when she did so. He was on the verge of a full-blown breakdown, determined to stay exactly where he was no matter what she did. 

“He won’t let anyone but mom pick him up,” the little girl cried, “but I don’t know where mommy is!”

Seeing how frightened they were broke her heart. There was no getting them to move if she couldn’t pick the little boy up, but she couldn’t just leave them. She wouldn’t. She didn’t know what to do, and she was struggling to come up with something fast enough. With another glance over her shoulder, she realized she was out of time. They were too close now, seconds away and coming right towards them. 

“Hold onto him, and don’t let go!” she ordered the girl. Once the girl did as she said, she grabbed both of the kids and held them to her chest, making sure neither of them would get hit as she awaited the inevitable first—and what she expected to be the final—blow to hit. 

She felt a strong gust of air rush over her head, and at the sound of a fight right behind her, she held on tighter to the kids in her arms. She knew this was it. In a heartbeat, it’d be finished. She’d be finished. 

“Are you okay?”

The voice was closer than she expected, making her jump, but it sounded genuinely concerned. Chancing a glance behind her, she was met with a pair of soft brown eyes. 

She looked past the man to see what was going on, only just noticing that the commotion had stopped, and she could see that the group of men were all lying on the ground unconscious with a man holding a shield standing above them. Everyone knew who Captain America was, but she never expected to come across him herself. Knowing that the kids would be safe now, she looked back to the man in front of her and was shocked to see he had a pair of wings on his back. The Falcon. They were positioned in a way that was meant to shield them from any danger. 

She finally looked back at the Falcon. His eyes hadn’t left her the entire time, and he stayed put in front of them, as if he wanted to make sure nothing could happen to them even with the threat gone. 

Instead of answering the man, she turned back to the kids in her arms. They were still crying and scared, she knew they would be, but at least she knew they would be safe now. She scanned over them for any injuries, and once she knew they were unharmed, she cupped the little girl’s face to get her attention. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s okay now. You’re safe,” she assured her, speaking softly to help her calm down a bit. She stroked her cheek to gently wipe away her tears. She felt her own heart beating out of her chest, but she couldn’t focus on that right now. “I’m gonna get you back to your mom now, okay? Let’s go find your mom.” 

She glanced back at the man behind her again, who still hadn’t moved, before she eased the kids up into standing. The weight of the situation was finally catching up to her, her head swimming as she tried her hardest to focus on getting the kids back to their mom before anything else. She kept looking between them and the man who saved them. Stuttering, she said, “I… I need-”

“MOMMY!” the little girl called, grabbing her brother’s hand and running to meet the woman who was running towards them. 

She watched as the older woman dropped to her knees to meet her children in an embrace, her own tears streaming down her face as she held her children to her chest. The woman began kissing all over their faces and on the tops of their heads, and the woman’s voice was just loud enough for her to hear her repeating my babies to the children in her arms.

She was walking towards the family before she knew what she was doing. Her knees were screaming at her causing her to limp slightly, but she didn’t care. She needed to make sure they would be okay. Once she was close enough, the woman looked up at her and a look of gratitude crossed her face. 

“Thank you,” the woman managed to say through her tears. “Thank you for protecting my babies.” For a moment, she thought the woman was talking to the Falcon, the one who actually had saved her kids, but the woman was looking at her. 

“You don’t…” she started, beginning to shake her head, but she knew it would be pointless. Instead, she said, “I’m just glad you and your kids are safe.” 

She watched them a few more moments before the woman gathered her kids up and hurried away from the scene. She couldn’t blame them, she wanted to do the same. 

She suddenly remembered the man who had saved them. The Falcon (she couldn’t get over it). She turned back towards him, and this time she really took him in. His wings had retracted back into his suit, thankfully, as they had been very distracting. He was tall without being towering. His skin looked warm and sun-kissed with sharp cheekbones that made her wonder what he looked like when he smiled. He had a head of short, curly black hair, and those soft brown eyes. Those eyes that were still watching, a strange gleam present that hadn’t been there before. 

She didn’t really know what to say, feeling awkward, but she didn’t need to. Before she could even thank him, he spoke instead.

“Are you okay?” he asked again. Something told her that he wouldn’t leave until he knew she was.

“I’m fine,” she finally answered. She didn’t know if she was telling the truth or not, but she still wasn’t able to focus on how she really felt. The kids were safe, their mother was safe, and as far as she was concerned, that’s all that mattered. And this man made sure of that. “Thank you.”

The man seemed to relax a bit at that, his shoulders losing some of their tension. He opened his mouth to say something else, but another voice cut in. 

“Torres! We gotta go, man!” 

It was Captain America who interrupted (which was something she never thought she’d experience), having just been talking with the police who she hadn’t noticed had arrived. They were hauling the men—masks gone and in handcuffs now—into the backs of the police cars. The hero was inspecting their weapons, clearly waiting for the other man—Torres, apparently—to join back up with him. Torres looked between the two of them, seeming conflicted. Before either of them could say anything, they were once again interrupted. 

The sound of Jazzy calling her name snapped her out of whatever was going on, and she turned to see her roommate running straight towards her. Before she could comprehend what was going on, Jazzy was grabbing her arm and pulling her away, determined to get them away from anything else that might happen. She looked back at the man, Torres, and called out another thank you! before she let her roommate lead her away from the scene. 

—

In truth, she didn’t think she would ever see him again. Why would she? He was The Falcon, Captain America’s partner and a superhero in his own right. He had to have saved countless people all the time. He probably wasn’t even in DC anymore. There was no way she would see him again. 

But then she did. 

She volunteered at a local elementary school, and today they were taking the fifth graders down to the veterans rehabilitation center. They liked to decorate the walls with pictures and bring flowers for the veterans, wanting to try to brighten their days a bit and thank them for their service while doing so, and she liked being part of it as well. She couldn’t imagine what some of them have gone through, but she would sometimes sit in on the group sessions to try to understand more. It was why she made sure to take the kids there at least once every couple weeks.

“It was so nice seeing you and the kids again, sunshine!” the kind lady at the front desk said as she was getting them ready to leave. It was a nickname she had quickly picked up since they started going there, and it always made her laugh.

“Of course, Laura!” she replied. “I’m just glad they like coming down here as much as I do.”

Laura chuckled lowly. “Your visits always make everyones day. They may not say it often, but they appreciate it. More than you know.”

She smiled softly at that. “We try our best. We just want to show our respect and try to brighten things up for everyone, you know?”

“Don’t sell yourself short, hun. What you do with the kids and for everyone here, not many people would do it. We all appreciate everything you do around here. We appreciate you.”

She looked down bashfully at the older woman’s kind words. She never really knew what to say to that. Her eyes flicked back up to Laura. “Oh, I almost forgot!” She reached into her bag and pulled out a small bin. “I know you’ve been wanting to try Jazzy’s brownies.”

The wide grin that appeared on Laura’s face was enough for one to form on her’s as well. She nearly snatched the bin out of her hand, causing her to laugh. “You spoil me, sunshine!”

The two shared a few more words before she checked the time, knowing she needed to leave soon if she didn’t want the bus to leave without her. She said goodbye to Laura with a promise to be back the next week, and the other woman jokingly promised to be ready for more treats. With a wave and another smile to her friend, she began making her way to the front doors. She was in high spirits as she was preparing to leave, paying no mind to the man she passed on her way out until he called out to her. 

“Hey, it’s you!”

She almost didn’t stop, but when she looked around the area and saw it was mostly void of people, she figured it was her he was trying to get the attention of. When she stopped and turned around, her eyes widened when they met the same soft brown ones she first saw just the other day. 

“It’s you,” she repeated, not knowing what to say.

For a moment, she wondered how she could even miss him. Sure, he wasn’t wearing his suit or his wings and seemed, therefore, much less intimidating–not that he seemed intimidating in the first place, but he did save her life, and there’s just something about meeting a superhero face to face that makes a person feel overly self-aware. Without the suit on, you wouldn’t even assume he was a superhero, though in her head she was kicking herself because of course that was the point. He just seemed so normal, and she felt like she could pay more attention now that her life wasn’t on the line. He wore a dark green jacket over a black shirt and jeans, a pair of sunglasses hanging from one of the pockets. His shoulders filled out his jacket well, subtly showing off his built but lean muscles. Part of her wished she could remember what they looked like in his suit when they were more noticeable, and she mentally kicked herself again for thinking that about a complete stranger. His dark curls were styled simply and looked soft to the touch, and she was sure they were. 

Those eyes, though. Unlike before, his soft eyes were looking at her in pleasant surprise rather than concern, his lips quirking up in what was almost a smile. But that weird gleam she saw before was still there, and if anything, it was much more apparent than before.

It took her a few more seconds to realize neither one of them had said anything, her eyes glancing off to the side as her mind raced for something to say. He must’ve realized the same thing because his eyes widened suddenly, taking a step toward her once he knew he had her attention. 

“Sorry, um,” he began, searching for his words, “I just didn’t think I’d ever see you again, but I’m glad I did. How are you doing, after what happened?”

Her eyes widened slightly again, surprised by his words. “I-I’m doing fine,” she answered, but she wasn’t sure how much she believed herself. She added, “‘ve just been trying to get back to normal, is all.”

He seemed satisfied enough with her answer and started to nod, a small smile playing on his lips. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

His words surprised her again. In a burst of confidence, she replied with, “Well, I did have someone to save me.”

His smile grew as he looked down sheepishly, and she thought she heard him say just doing my job under his breath. When he looked back up at her, she thought she liked seeing that gleam in his eyes, especially when he smiled. She thought happiness looked good on him.

“What are you doing here?” she asked gently, suddenly remembering where she still was. 

“Oh, I’m here to meet my partner,” he answered. “He helps out with the counseling sessions when he can. But I’ve got some information I need to discuss with Cap.”

Somehow, it didn’t surprise her to hear that about Captain America. In fact, it made her respect him even more for trying to help people on a more personal level, not just fighting as a superhero. Saving lives on all fronts, she was sure. But the way he talked about why he was there was just vague enough to pique her interest, and just telling enough for her to understand she shouldn’t pry. She was going to find a way to politely remove herself from the conversation, but he spoke again before she could.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, repeating her own question. He cringed at the way it came out, so he quickly added, “I just mean, this is the last place I expected to see you. Are you in the military?”

She shook her head, nearly chuckling. “No, I’m not. The school I volunteer at brings some of the older students down here every few weeks. We like to bring flowers and write cards, you know, to try to show our respect and appreciation. Try to brighten up people’s days where we can.”

“You do all this?” He asked, gesturing toward the decorations on the walls and the flowers here and there. His eyes had widened in surprise again, and it was her turn to look down bashfully this time. 

“Not just me. It’s the kids, mostly, but I like to help out.”

He looked impressed, and something about the look on his face and those damn eyes caused her face to heat up. She wasn’t used to this kind of attention. 

“Well, I can confidently say that I’m not the only one around here who loves seeing all of the notes and decorations,” he said softly, the smile on his face filling her with a sense of warmth she hadn’t felt before. “It’s amazing what you’ve been doing. We all appreciate what you do. And the kids, of course.”

Something told her that he was speaking more for himself than he was for everyone else, and somehow she knew that he meant it toward her directly. The thought made her smile.

His face suddenly got more serious, though, instantly making her feel nervous. “What you did the other day, with those two kids, too. That was amazing.”

That was not something she was expecting, and she definitely didn’t know how to respond to it. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked down, suddenly feeling shy. “I did what anyone would do.”

But he was already shaking his head. “No, really. You saved those kids. I may be the one with wings, but you’re the real hero. It was incredible.”

When she glanced back up at him, she saw that a small smile had reappeared on his lips, and somehow, it was enough to ease some of the tension in her shoulders. It was enough to comfort her in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time, and it made her feel seen in a way she never had. All with one look, which is what really surprised her. She knew deflecting would be useless, so she settled with telling him, barely loud enough for him to hear, “Thank you.” And she meant it more than he knew.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked one final time.

She wanted to laugh that he wouldn’t let it go so easily. “I am, or I will be. I promise,” she answered, and she knew she was telling the truth this time. “Besides, this wouldn’t be my first time in a situation like that, and I’m sure it won’t be my last.” Now that got a good reaction out of him, even though it was the truth.

“Speaking of the kids, though,” she said before he could think about it too much, checking the time again and realizing she’d officially run out of time, “I have to get going so I don’t get left behind.” She looked him over one more time, trying to memorize as much as she could, before she began to turn away. “It was nice to see you again, and to talk. And thank you, again, for saving me.”

His smile warmed her from the inside out. “If it meant getting to see you again, I’d do it in a heartbeat.”

She forced herself not to shudder before turning around. She had only made it a few more steps before he suddenly stopped her again. 

“Wait!” he called, almost too loudly for the quiet hallway. “I didn’t ever get your name!”

She wanted to kick herself again. How had they gone this entire conversation without learning each other’s names? She glanced back over her shoulder, seeing that he had barely moved from his spot. With a warm smile directed at him, she told him her name.

Another smile began to form on his face in return, and it looked like he repeated her name under his breath. Their eyes met a final time before he responded with his own. “I’m Joaquin. It was really nice to meet you, too.”

She turned around before he could catch the wide grin that was beginning to form on her face against her will and tried to rush out of there as subtly as she could. As she went, she could just hear him, Joaquin, repeat her name a second time, and even from where she was she could hear a smile in his tone. She left the building with a bounce in her step and a warm feeling in her chest. 

All because of the Falcon who saved her.

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The Fairest One

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends.  Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics​

Main Masterlist

Part 1

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MASTERLIST

Last Updated: 10/01/24

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Bells and Whistles (series) - (OFC Milly Bellman)

Peter Parker

Save The Last Dance

Joaquin Torres

Slipping Away / Holding On (two-shot)

Tracker

TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Tomorrow Never Comes

Tuesdays (x gn!reader)

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

Dream Team (x pilot!reader)

Exit, Pursued By A Rooster (series)

Leech

Home (Leech Part Two)

Five More Nights (Christmas Fic)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

Who listens to Bob’s shit?

Confetti

Mixed Up Match Up

Midnight Madness /Part Two

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Anna's August Fic Recs

Welcome to my August fic recommendations masterpost!! This has been quite a busy month for me but I'm holding onto last weeks of freedom. I am trying to read as much before uni starts and I had a pleasure of reading some brilliant fics this month. I am so excited to share them with you all! I hope your summer is going amazing and to those, who have just started classes - good luck!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

HOLLAND & Co.

✨ Tom Holland

revenges is sweet by @t-lostinworlds

series, social media au, college!au, football player!tom, fake dating, idiots to lovers, all of our fave tropes, i am invested in this series more than i am in my own life, it's just that good

sunkissed by @duskholland

one-shot, 18+, surfer!tom x lifeguard!tom, exes to lovers, h's great mind at its finest 👏

souvenirs of the heart by @veryholland

one-shot, brought me to tears no joke, such a beutiful story, mila did such an amazing job!!

heartbreak girl by @lauras-collection

one-shot, 18+, lead singer!tom, based on 5SOS song, this is so goooood 😫😫 this story lives in my heart rent free right nextdoor to laura!!

act 1: scene 5 and 6 by @youandtom

one-shot, best friends to lovers, helping tom with learning lines, i loved this very much!

happier than ever by @vendettaparker

one-shot, tom being the great lad he is comes to save an awful date and we stan

the trial of the eldest holland by @reawritesthings

one-shot, ex!tom, welcome to the angst town! this is so deeply heartbreaking but so beautifully written!

lucky to be in love by @hollandsvogue

one-shot, rose is going staright for my silly little heart :')

slide in by @uglypastels

one-shot, frat!tom, i fall in love with this story time and time again

white winged dove by @muhollands

one-shot, 18+, conuntry!tom, insert country boy i love you vine here (also, i'd like to take this moment to kindly invite you all to go through d's whole masterlist cause it's brilliant. this mj blurb has sent me straight to hell but it's so worth it)

abide by @hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, mob!au, tom x reader x harrison, this made me feel some type of way 👁👄👁

getting ahead of ourselves by @/hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, college! lacrosse player!tom holland x tutor!reader, this is soft, this is cute, this is hot, this is everything! 12/10 would recommend

✨ Harrison Osterfield

little lune by @dovenymph

one-shot, celebrating your birthday with haz, made me want a refund for my birthday cause it's so lovely 🥺🥺

it will come back by @greenorangevioletgrass

one-shot, part of the rich kid!au series, 18+, richkid!haz x richkid!reader x actor!tom, there are no words in any language that would let me express how much i love ava and this au

✨ Harry Holland

wild side by @softholand

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, that trope was made to be written about mister harry holland, i swear

lost in your light by @spider-barnes

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, bloody lovely 💛

falling in love at a coffee shop by @/spider-barnes

one-shot, college!au, oh to fall in love with harry holland at a coffee shop 😫

hope is frightening thing by @peterplanet

one-shot, writer!reader x first da!harry, her book gets a film adaptation and harry is being is wonderful self 🥰

my forever by @unsaidholland

blurb, talking about your future with him, it's just 🥰🥰

circles by @farfromharry

one-shot, rich kid!au, enemies to lovers, so wonderful!

MARVEL

🎂 Suz's birthday fics

this total babe @samwilsons-pillowpecs gave us four beautiful gift on her birthday! we adore you, lovely 🥰 these stories are all wonderful anddeserve their own category 💛

you're the glitter in the dark

one-shot, 18+, mob!bucky

if i could touch you...

one-shot, 18+, boxer!steve

love you in a thousand ways

one-shot, 18+, ceo!sam

miss your kiss

one-shot, 18+, biker!thor

🎂@rodrikstark ’s 1.5k follower celebration!

collecion of headcanons with our favourite marvel boys as well as some other characters, i bloody love them all but my numer one has got to be joaquin teaching you spanish 😌

✨ Sam Wilson

book smart by @indyluckycharlie

one-shot, librarian!sam x PhD student!reader, such a warm and comfy little story by my dearest cate who i love very much 😌

he we go again by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, idiots in love 🥰🥰

adventures in babysitting captain america and winter solider by @princessmisery666

one-shot, reader takes the boys to disneyland and it's just so amazing!

stay awhile by @lacapucharoja

one-shot, black!reader, a saturday morning with sam 😌😌

slow motion by @ambrosiase

one-shot, 18+, sam in baggy grey sweatpants and no underwear, need i say more?

✨ Steve Rogers

bullies, bullied by @anika-ann

one-shot, my main babe is blessing us with protective steve and i love her 🥰

there's a peace in dreaming by @babycap

one-shot, i don't have the words to tell you how stunning this story is, please go read it

✨ Bucky Barnes

timer by @xbuchananbarnes

series, soulmate!au based on the movie TiMER (2009). i could go on and on about how incredible that series is but with dani it's a given, sooo 🤷‍♀️

the kids will be alright by @imaginationintowords

series, social media au, lawyer!bucky x interior designer!reader, single dad!bucky, single mom!reader raising their kid together as friends, also reader x clark kent. honestly this is one of my fave social media aus of all time. and it's got a sequel is coming!!

quick fix by @ocean-bucky

one-shot, tfatws!bucky x ofc, vidra is the queen of ofc's, you simply can't not love her characters!

grant (part 2) by @coffeecatsandsarcasm

two-shot, bucky's in a relationship with a single mom with a little boy, it's so soft, i love this little family!

before sunset, i fell by @buckysbiota

one-shot, modern!au, when i get drunk i get myself cake, when reader got drunk, she got herself a husband. a very fine husband 😏

alcohol you later by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, is it the 4th of dani's fics on this list? yes, she's just that powerful

three flags up by @starbuckie

one-shot, 18+, campcounselor!bucky x campcounselor!reader, best friends to lovers, buck being a cute little puppy in love and i adore him very much

and he kissed me right there by @sunmoonandbucky

one-shot, veteran!bucky, age gap, this is so full of feelings and it's gonna steal your heart!

lost and found by @sunshinebuckybarnes

two-shot, neighbour!bucky, alpine being the matchmaker of the year and we love that for her

hazy dreams and good mornings by @angrythingstarlight

one-shot, 18+, firefighter!bucky, i think that's enough encouragement to read this gem 😏

✨ Joaquin Torres

red by @remmysbounty

one-shot, a truly exceptional story!!

hold my words, keep us together by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, soulmate!au, just simply stunning!

✨Peter Parker

love lies by @rosyparkers

series, social media au, y/n is silk but peter doesn't know it, peter is spiderman but y/n doesn't know it, sarah is the brightest star in the universe and everyone knows it

sunset lovers by @duskholland

one-shot, college! au, soulmate!au where what your soulmate writes on their skin, appears on yours. i don't think i have to tell you that eveything written by h, my beloved is pure gold. the softest thing!

always waiting (for you to come home) by @peterbenjiparker

one-shot, reader comes to peter cause she needs him to patch her up after patrol, it's so funny and sweet and i just love it so much, m is the bestest!!

perfectly a little late by @/t-lostinworlds

one-shot, college!au, reader forgets about peter's birthday. or does she 👀 please, give a round of applause for this wonderful writer who's been feeding us so well this month 👏👏

this fic by @peeterparkr

one-shot, last kiss with peter :') nancy knows all the most beautiful ways to break someone's heart

the plan by @spideyyeet

series, aveneger!reader, reader likes peter, peter likes mj, mysterio shows up, lots of angsty things happen. it's so bloody good, my mates, go read it!!

burning red by @spideyspeaches

one-shot, avenger!reader who who describes people's personalities as colors, it's just a stunning story with wonderful writing and i love it!!

this fic by @mcumendes

blurb, peter brings y/n flowers and is very very adorable!!

kiss me more by @celestialholland

one-shot, first make out with peter and i'm just 😫😫 in love

the reveal by @cloudybarnes

one-shot, best friends!reader where she finds out about him being spiderman, so lovely!!

always by @ptersmj

one-shot, an absolutely adorable best friends to lovers moment

red-handed by @/vendettaparker

one-shot, stark!reader, morgan interrupts y/n and peter's alone time 😏😂

OTHERS

✨ Spencer Reid

as told by flowers by @reidingmelodies

one-shot, story about the progress of the relationship with spencer told by flowers (duh 😂), it's just wonderful!!

✨ Frank Adler

thnks fr th mmrs by @wiypt-writes

one-shot, 18+, reader goes to frank the night before his wedding, i love this with everything i have

will you hold on my love by @writerwrites

one-shot, don't come anywhere near this piece without tissues!!

✨ Ransom Drysdale

undercover boss by @chase-your-dreams-away

series, reader's working at drysdales' company and hooks up with ransom not knowing who he is. this series is so bloody good! i love the reader in here so much!!

a/n: if you catch some kind of mistake or if you see that i miscredited someone - please let me know so i can change that!

[wenellyb]

Hey what do you think about sam and Bucky's potential love interests in cap 4? Like this thought has been on my mind lately and I came up with some answers. For sam i'd say 1)Bucky(of course he would be my first choice) 2)Sharon (I know that many people would disagree on this but frankly I think this is the best one we've got. I know that she is kinda a villain right now but sam can help her redeem herself like clint to nat. And sam and sharon are already friends and it's not like they're gonna introduce a new character and make her/him a love interest in the same movie.) For Bucky it'd be 1)Sam (ofc they are like made for each other) and 2) Sarah . Cause no one can deal with his dumb white ass except the Wilson siblings. And i know that my first choices are probably never gonna come true all with Disney's homophobic shit but i am still gonna keep my fingers crossed.🤞 PS : I am really sorry my rambling...

Hi Anon!!!

Never apologize for rambling lol. Great question, thanks for the ask. Here are my thoughts about love interests for both Sam and Bucky. I have to admit I was more inspired by Sam lol.

For Sam:

1) Bucky: I agree that Bucky would be a great choice as a love interest for Sam, the storyline is already great and they would be epic together. Unfortunately mark my words when I say that the fandom would be awful about it, with people creeping from other MCU fandoms I will not name to celebrate all the canon bi-Bucky headcanons they have and brush Sam to the side completely even though having a gay or bi Captain America would be the greatest news ever.

So in a perfect world Bucky, like you just said, but the fandom is far from perfect, so in practice, anybody but Bucky maybe...?

2) Misty. I know there is more a chance of us having Sam with an original female character that Misty, but I would give all my gold to have Sam x Misty relationship. I don't know how it would work out with the contracts and licensing and everything, but if there's a relationship I want to see in the MCU it's that one. Ever since I heard about Sam's character being involved with Misty in the comics I have been obsessed with the relationship and if it would happen in the MCU, wow. The potential, the storyline, the Power Couple, the everything.

3) Torres: Joaquin Torres and Sam Wilson spend half of the time they're together flirting. And I mean flirting. Not talking, not discussing. Flirting.

Their couple is just THERE... it's there, just add a heart emoji to each other contact's on the other's phone, write boyfriend and you already have a couple.

4) Sharon: I completely agree with you about the potential for Sam x Sharon and I would be here for their relationship. As you said, they're already friends and have a close relationship. I wish we had seen more flirting between Sharon and Sam, in the show. I mean we did see Sharon flirting, checking him out and complementing Sam but Sam wasn't exactly receptive. I really feel like a relationship between Sam and Sharon would work out great, even more with the reveal that Sharon is the Power Broker. I feel like I'm the only one who likes Sharon as the Power Broker, but the potential for drama and interesting storylines is much better like this. And Captain America, falling in love with a villain who then changes their ways because they fell in love back and can't stay a villain, because of ..love. Sign me Up.

For Bucky:

 I've already thought about it and it's a little bit complicated regarding Bucky, because expect Sam, Sarah and Leah, he doesn't really interact with a lot of characters (in a flirtatious way I mean), so the shipping potential is harder to see.

1. Sam. Of course

2.Sarah: I could really see a Sarah x Bucky storyline, besides the writer said that they already had that storyline planned out so it would work out great. They have already had plently of flirting and bonding moments so the ground work has already been set for a storyline in the future movies.

[sheerfreesia007]

Internal Connection pt. 1

Title: Internal Connection pt. 1

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC!

Author: @sheerfreesia007​

Words: 2,695

Warnings: Violence, Gun violence, Drive-by shooting, angst

Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien

Author Notes: This would’ve been a meetcute if Bucky wasn’t so set in his ways. Angst is on the way my dears! Be prepared for it. Anyway I do hope you enjoy this chapter.

Gif Credit: @thompsons-tessa

Taxis splashed through the puddles that were forming on the New York streets as rain gently fell from the dark cloudy skies. Walking at a quickened pace she dodged the puddles on the sidewalk and kept her distance from the curb so that she wouldn’t be sprayed by the mindless drivers not paying attention. Her olive green wool coat fell down to just below her knees and her black boots covered from her knees down protecting her from the weather.

She spotted the corner cafe from across the street as she came to the corner and looked both ways as she walked into the crosswalk. The cafe was diagonally across from where she was coming from so she would have to cross two streets to get there, but she hoped she wouldn’t be too late. As she was only a few steps from the curb a large black Cadillac slammed to a stop on its brakes honking it’s horn at her as it was trying to turn onto the street she was crossing. Glaring at the dark windshield she frowned as she continued walking before hearing the SUV speed around the corner right behind her.

Waiting at the corner for the light to change so that she would be able to cross the last street she spotted the group of high school friends that she would be meeting up with. Her friend Timothy turned his head and spotted her through the large window before waving at her animatedly. She laughed as she ducked her head and hurried across the street when the pedestrian light turned white. Coming around the side of the cafe she was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief as she opened the door and stepped into the warm interior.

She grinned and laughed as Timothy swept her up into a tight hug as her own arms wrapped around him. The warmth of their soulmate connection filled both of them and she rested her forehead against his just melting into the connection. Her eyes fell closed but she could still see the bright blue glow through her eyelids making her heart sing with being this close to him once again.

"I missed you Twitch." Timothy said softly and she grinned softly at him.

"Missed you too Timmy. It's been too long." She said softly and he hummed at her before letting her feet touch the floor again.

"I know I'm sorry. Work has been a mess, lots of traveling lately for me." He replied as he turned her to the front counter so she could order her drink. "How've you been? The mayor running you ragged? You look great!"

"Thanks. It's been a little hectic but nothing too crazy." she replied as the two stood next to each other in the line.

“That’s good. Any cool parties or galas that you need a date for anytime soon?” he asked with a smirk on his face making her laugh softly.

“You know, it’s almost as if you only keep me around for the parties and galas.” she teased him and he gasped dramatically as he placed a hand over his heart. Rolling her eyes she stepped up to the counter and with a bright happy smile she placed her order. Moving with Timothy to the side counter to wait for their drinks she heard the cafe doors chime with a new entry and looked over her shoulder to see Sam Wilson, Joaquin Torres and James “Bucky” Barnes enter the cafe. She nodded at Sam who grinned at her and waved a small wave before he turned to Joaquin.

She let her eyes glance over the trio and felt her eyes continuously being dragged back over to James. The man was towering and menacing as he stood there with his arms crossed over his chest and a lazy scowl on his face. The black leather jacket he wore pulled at the shoulders and she could see the muscles underneath. His left hand was covered in a black leather glove and she knew it was to cover his metal hand, according to Sam it was to put the public at ease when he went out. His hair was cut short on top and almost shaved on the sides and his bright blue eyes stood out and almost seemed to glow.

“Oh my god, do you know Sam Wilson?” Timothy whispered in her ear as he leant against the counter next to her pulling her from her thoughts. She smiled as she could feel him almost vibrating with excitement next to her. Turning to him she saw his eyes darting over Captain America with almost awe shining through his eyes.

“Yep, him and the mayor are close friends who have meetings all the time.” she replied before turning back to the counter resting her forearms on it. She watched as suddenly Timothy’s eyes widened and she felt a warm pressure on her side.

“Hey Maeve, did the Mayor finally let you have a night off?” Sam teased warmly and as she turned her head to him his signature smile on his face. Stepping back from the counter she grinned back at him and opened her arms for a hug which he gladly pulled her in for. She sighed softly at his arms wrapped tightly around her and enveloped her in warmth that didn’t come from a soulmate connection.

“He finally stopped scheduling late evening press conferences.” she joked back and Sam laughed loudly at her words as he pulled back and held her at arm's length.

“Good, I’m glad he finally listened to us about that. You look good.” Sam said with a wicked grin on his face and she ducked her head softly before shaking it in amusement. “You know I can’t help myself from teasing you.” he cajoled and she nodded her head.

“I know, I know. Sam, this is my best friend Timothy Furness. Timothy, this is Sam Wilson, Captain America.” you happily introduced the two men near you as you gestured to Timothy at your side. Sam easily smiled and held out his hand for a handshake.

“Please just call me Sam. She knows better than to introduce me as Cap.” Sam said good-naturedly as he hip checked her while she grinned at him.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Sam.” Timothy said a little star struck and she had to hide her laugh behind a cough when Timothy kept shaking Sam’s hand. Sam leaned close to her and whispered in her ear as he still shook Timothy’s hand.

“He’s a huge fan?” he whispered and she burst out laughing as she nodded her head at his words. Timothy finally was pulled from his stupor as the barista behind the counter called her name to let her know her order was ready.

“Sorry about that.” Timothy apologized and Sam waved his apology away as he smiled. She stepped forward and collected her drink before stepping back again.

“It’s always nice to meet a fan. Hey Maeve, I’ll see you next week at the Mayor’s office alright? You have a good evening, you deserve it.” Sam said friendly as Maeve nodded her head and took a sip of her drink. Timothy then began guiding her back to the table where their friends were all sitting and talking.

“Finally! I thought Tim was gonna pop Cap’s arm off with how hard he was shaking it.” called out Abby as she laughed at Tim’s embarrassment. The other two of the group all laughed along as Tim blushed deeply up to his ears.

“Shut up Abby.” Tim grumbled and Maeve cuddled into his side watching the blue glow in her chest intensify.

“Hi Abby, how’ve you been?” Maeve asked softly as she placed her cup down onto the table in front of her. Abby smiled over at her from across the table as she flicked her asymmetrical black hair away from her face so that her vibrant green eyes were uncovered.

“I’m good, I've been busy at the parlor. Ever since you and the Mayor came by for a visit business has been crazy busy. Everyone wants to get a tattoo at the same place the Mayor goes to.” she said fondly and Maeve laughed softly at that. “You know Twitch, you should come by and get something done.” Abby suggested and Maeve started to shake her head.

“No, no. You know I’m not good with pain.” Maeve said softly and Abby frowned softly before reaching forward and grasping her hand softly. The blue glow thrummed softly in both of their chests and Maeve smiled softly at her.

“Wait, why do you call her Twitch?” came the question from the only other male in the group. Maeve turned her head to look over at him and he frowned softly at her with confusion which made her laugh softly.

“It’s a high school nickname. When I turned eighteen my soulmate connection was so active that every time I felt it during school I would twitch and it was so intense that it put me in the hospital a couple of times.” Maeve explained with a shrug of her shoulders.

“Oh my gosh really? That sounds horrible.” said the man sitting across the table from her. “And what about now? Do you still feel the connection?” he asked curiously and Maeve smiled softly as felt Timothy’s hand grab onto her free one that was sitting in her lap under the table.

“No, I’ve been on medication that dulls the connection to a manageable level ever since I turned eighteen.” she explained and the man looked at her with wide eyes as his mouth hung open slightly.

“Close your mouth Nick or you’ll catch flies.” Camille teased as she nudged his side with her elbow before smiling over at Maeve. “Twitch is a trooper and has been through a lot.”

“Thanks Camille.” Maeve said softly as she took another sip of her drink. The conversation then turned to what has been going on in everyone’s lives as they hadn’t been able to meet up in months.

*-*-*-*

Maeve took the last sip of her drink as Abby was retelling a horror story about a nightmare client who had changed her mind half through a tattoo. Chuckling softly Maeve stood from her chair letting them know she was going to put her cup in the wash bin over at the counter.

She weaved around the tables that some patrons were sitting at and spotted Sam sitting with Joaquin and James in a booth along the wall. Sam was sitting in the inside seat while James sat next to him on the outside and Joaquin sat across from the two of them. Sam waved at her as she passed and she smiled and waved back at him.

Placing her mug in the dirty bin she turned around to walk back to the table when she heard a loud engine revving. Suddenly a loud popping noise sounded and Maeve looked up confused. She watched as two large black dark tinted cadillacs sped along the street near where her friends were sitting, idly Maeve wondered if it was the same cadillac that was impatient with her crossing the street.

The windows shattered and Maeve tilted her head in confusion wondering what was causing them to do this as people began screaming in fear and surprise. She then saw the bullets whizzing through the air into the cafe. Her mind wasn’t working fast enough to process what was going on as she watched a few people get hit with bullets and fall to the floor. Her line of sight suddenly narrowed to one bullet that was traveling through the air straight towards her.

Standing there she panicked and froze as she watched the bullet near her, the cafe became silent as her world focused on that one bullet. She grimaced as she waited for it to hit her but suddenly found herself falling to the floor as a warmth flooded her body and a glow consumed her eyesight.

Her body fell on top of something that was solid and warm that made her gasp softly before a large arm wrapped around her waist and a large hand came to cup the back of her head keeping her head down. She gazed up through her lashes to be almost blinded by a bright amber glow emitting from her chest and the person below here. Her eyes were only able to focus on James’ face when he shifted on the ground to roll over her and protect her body from the spray of bullets that continued to penetrate the cafe.

His hand that held the back of her head slipped out and pressed down into the floor so that his body wouldn’t crush hers. Her hands were trapped between the two of them as her fingers pressed gently into his chest where the amber glow was coming from. As her brain caught up with what was happening she gasped loudly and jerked her head upwards to stare at a shocked James.

The cafe was quieting down as the bullets ceased their barrage on the patrons of the cafe and Maeve locked eyes with James as the amber glow thrummed between the two of them. James watched her with shocked widened eyes as his mouth hung open. Her eyes danced around his face taking him in when suddenly it all clicked inside of her head. James was her soulmate.

“No. No, this isn’t right. It can’t be true. I don’t want this.” James said gruffly and Maeve felt the sting of his words pierce her heart as he began to avidly shake his head. He let go of her waist and pressed his hands into the floor picking himself off the floor and away from her as if she would burn him. The amber glow began to dissipate as he stood up still shaking his head at her.

“Wait! We can talk about this.” Maeve said as she held a hand out to him but James scoffed at her and quickly turned away and gestured at Sam before hurrying out of the cafe and towards where the Cadillacs had driven off.

Maeve watched speechless as James just left without a backwards glance at her. Timothy rushed over to her holding his hands out to help her up to her feet. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and hugged her close to his body.

“Is everyone from our group okay? Do any of them need to go to the hospital?” Maeve began to ask quickly as she clutched onto Timothy’s arms.

“They’re all okay. No one got hurt from our group. But there’s others who need medical attention.” Timothy said softly and Maeve nodded at his words as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed 911. After telling the dispatcher that police and medical services were needed at the cafe she hung up and turned to Timothy who was watching her with a concerned look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked curiously and Timothy huffed softly at her question. His hands came out to rub up and down her arms in a calming gesture.

“Are you okay? You just found out that your soulmate is James “Bucky” Barnes. And he just left you here.” Timothy said concerned, making Maeve remember that her and James were soulmates. Instantly questions filled her head at that knowledge and things began to make sense for her in how she was affected by the soulmate connection. Groaning softly she placed her hand to her forehead as a headache began to form. “Are you okay?” Timothy asked again and Maeve nodded her head as she looked up at him.

“Just a headache. Let’s help these people first and then I’ll worry about my soulmate situation.” she said diplomatically and Timothy nodded his head at her words. The two of them began helping and calming the other patrons of the cafe while Sam and Joaquin took charge of the situation. Maeve didn’t miss the way that Sam would continuously look over at her with a pensive look on his face.

[lilac-castle-in-the-sky]

Masterlist

Everything in this list is 18+!!!! also majority of my fics have sub/dom undertones or are just plain BDSM so...

Pedro Pascal

Sand Action (Din Djarin x fem!reader) (1) (2) (3) (4)

Better served cold (Din Djarin x OFC)

Living dangerously (Dave York x fem!reader)

Gun powder (Pero Tovar x fem!reader)

Tentación (Javier Peña x fem!reader) Age gap*

Loki

Bad intentions  (BDSM)

Curiosity killed the cat (BDSM)

A little Wicked (Multipart)

I didn’t know you could dance (fluff drabble)

Bucky

Pure (1) (2)

Like it when it hurts (knife kink)

Like Lovers do (Multipart)

Billy Butcher

Handsome bastard

Helmut Zemo

Ulterior motives (1) (2)

Multi

Spoiled (bodyguad, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Joaquin Torres) multipart

TS Inspired

Willow (Bucky x Joaquin's Sister OC)

Good rush (Steve Rogers x jealous!reader)

Dorothea (Sam Wilson x OC)

Marjorie (an exploration of Shuri's grieve)

Illicit affairs (Loki x student!reader)

Dress (Joaquin Torres x reader)

The one (Tony Stark x Reader)

[donottouchredbutton]

Endlessly Falling

joaquin torres x sunshine!reader/ofc

3k words

she was falling, and there was only one person she trusted to catch her.

set in the same universe as this fic

warnings: angst, fear, canon-typical violence but i think it's pretty vague, reader/ofc has a fear of heights, idk let me know if i'm missing anything

note: idk if this is any good, i wrote it in like four hours unedited while i was trying to distract myself from burnout from work. feedback is always welcome :) also let me know if you notice anything familiar about sunshine's backstory... idk maybe there's something there, maybe there's not. let me know what you think!

She was running for her life. Again. She was really getting tired of this shit. 

She remembered a few weeks ago when the worst thing she had to worry about was getting her essays turned in on time, emailing her professors, and working on her thesis, back when she was just a grad student. Since meeting Joaquin, she found herself in trouble a lot more than she ever expected to be. 

That wasn’t to say this was the first time she’s ever had to run for her life, or that meeting Joaquin was the start of her getting into trouble. Or that meeting Joaquin was her first time helping a superhero. No, she had plenty of experience with this sort of thing. She remembered when she was a teenager the few (multiple) times when her dad’s work followed him home (literally) and having to hide or having to flee her own home just so he could take care of it. Terrifying as it was, she had learned to be good at finding the best hiding spots on the fly. And she still remembered when she was nineteen being trapped in a cage with a monster (who, to be fair, was her dad, but we won’t go into the specifics this time), with the intention of being mauled to death alongside a woman she barely knew. And just a year later, having to travel halfway across the world to help a superhero with identity issues to stop a cult and rescue her dad from said cult (her dad had a bad habit of getting himself into trouble, but he would always tell her that her uncle was even worse). 

Yeah. This wasn’t her first rodeo. And she was positive it wouldn’t be her last, either. 

But she sure as hell didn’t miss having to do this. 

Sam and Joaquin had both understood and agreed initially that they needed her help if they were going to stop this underground terrorist group. Bucky had been on the fence about it at first, thinking her too nice and innocent to get involved, but once she had proved herself in a fight the first time he had realized he had jumped the gun on judging her. She was a formidable opponent while still being able to maintain her happy nature and her positive, love-for-life attitude. 

Which was why she found herself in this position for the first time in years. She hadn’t meant to cause a distraction, she had just been sent by the men on a reconnaissance mission to one of their underground meetings while the three of them tried to take out their base of operations nearby. Even to her, the meeting was much bigger than she had been expecting, and the sound of the men updating her on their progress through her earpiece was only confirmation: they were a much bigger threat than they had initially believed. She had been listening to one of the leaders of the group as he slowly but surely began riling everyone up, his voice raising as he spoke to them about forcing order to the world and subjecting the people who had no care for them. He was nearly shouting at that point, and it was honestly beginning to frighten her. She was so ensnared by his words that the sound of Sam yelling through the earpiece completely threw her off her guard. 

“GET DOWN! IT’S A TRAP!”

The sound of gunshots on the other end of her earpiece caused her to gasp in fear, which caused her to slap her hand over her mouth in dread. She was scared for her friends, but she was also terrified at the sudden silence that happened in the room next to her after she did so. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as what was surely only a few seconds felt like years as she awaited what would happen. She didn’t dare breathe as she waited, her back pressed against the wall to make herself as small as possible. 

“Someone’s here with us. Take care of it.”

The leader’s words were just loud enough for her to hear, but it was more than enough to set her off at a sprint to get out of there. 

She had been running for what had felt like forever when she finally thought to check in with the others to make sure they were okay, and to find out what the hell happened. 

“What the hell happened?” she shouted through the earpiece. 

“They knew we were coming! It was a setup!” Sam shouted back. He and Bucky were fighting off terrorists left and right as they themselves tried to get out of the base. Their initial plan had been to find the leaders at the base and to either a) reason with them and get them to come willingly (Sam’s idea) or b) stop them by any means necessary (Bucky’s idea), but the three men had been met with nearly an entire army once they got there like they knew they were coming. The place had been booby trapped of all things, tipping the group off so that they opened fire seconds later. They all knew that if they were in trouble, she would be too. “Get outta there, now!”

“I’m trying!”

And she was. Unfortunately for her, the place was a maze, and with about ten angry men chasing after her, it was hard for her to focus on where all of the hallways led to rather than just trying to get away from them. Her fear was making it hard to think, and luckily it was making it hard to think about the fear itself. She just needed to get away. 

The sound of Joaquin’s voice in her ear immediately began to uncloud her mind. “Find a way to go up! Stairs, ladder, window, anything! I’ll come find you!”

She wasn’t able to think about how he would be able to do so, but she listened to him anyway. She trusted him enough to believe he was telling the truth. 

Truthfully, Joaquin didn’t know if he was. He had split from Sam and Bucky once they had opened fire, Sam telling him to fly out of there to find their superior and tell them all they had learned about the group. He often thought about what it would be like to jump out as Falcon, but he wasn’t exactly able to reflect on those expectations when he was in the middle of a life or death situation. He thought once he did so that he was in the clear, but there had been a couple of helicopters right outside waiting for him. So, they had air support. Of fucking course they did. 

Joaquin was sure that their superior would get an earful from Sam once they were finally on the clear (if they ever got to that point). He was doing his best to take out the people shooting at him from the helicopters, making sure they stayed focused on him so they wouldn’t start shooting elsewhere, but the entire time his focus was elsewhere. He couldn’t keep his mind off of her, and he was riddled with guilt. 

Joaquin was the one who had fought so hard to convince Sam and Bucky that she could help them on this mission. While they had both known she could handle herself, they were hesitant to let her go into the field with them, especially on a mission like this. She would have to get about as close as she physically could to this terrorist group without them finding out she was there, and they weren’t willing to risk her getting hurt or worse if something went wrong. It was the last thing Joaquin ever wanted, but he saw how hard she fought to convince them. He saw her conviction and determination, and more than anything, he saw that she truly cared. She just wanted to help, and Joaquin knew that. She was running for her life right now because he was the one to convince them to let her help. 

She was in danger because of him. 

He was right about her needing to find a way up. She had found a door that led her to a staircase all the way up to the roof. She took a quick glance over her shoulder to see how close the men were, finding them far away enough for her to be able to lock the door behind her. If she wasn’t running for her life, she would’ve thought about how it definitely seemed like a safety issue for the door to even have a lock, but she was more concerned about buying herself at least a minute or two to get to the top. She didn’t look back again after she locked the door and began to race up the stairs, not until she heard the sound of a gunshot blowing the door open. The information that they did have guns with them scared her more than she thought it would. They liked the chase, and they didn’t want the end to be quick if they did catch her. The thought made her blood run cold, and a new wave of adrenaline filled her as she continued to run. 

Once she reached the roof, once again locking the door behind her to buy herself some time, she looked out to try to find Joaquin anywhere nearby, but he was nowhere to be found. She braced herself as she looked over the edge of the building she was on, and the realization of just how far up she was was quick to set in. She hadn’t realized how long the staircase was nor how far up she had run, but the sight of the city what looked like miles beneath her caused her heart to beat faster for a completely different reason. She could handle most things—monsters, cults, running for her life. Heights weren’t one of those things. 

“Joaquin,” she said. She tried to steady the tremble in her voice, trying to control her breathing. 

“I’m on my way!” he shouted back, trying to dodge the helicopter that was currently shooting at him. He was not on his way, but he needed to be soon if he wanted any chance of getting to her in time. 

The sound of the men chasing her banging on the door to the roof made her jolt, dread filling her veins like venom. They were throwing themselves against the door to get it open. Unsuccessfully, sure, but the knowledge that they had the means to get the door open with their weapons made her believe that this was just a sadistic scare tactic. The thought made her sick. 

“Joaquin,” she warned. She was unable to hide the fear she felt from her voice. Even she could hear her voice shake. 

So could Joaquin, and he knew they were both running out of time. Taking out the pilot in the final helicopter, he set the thrusters of his wings to full power before jetting off to where she was. 

“I’m on my way!” he shouted once again, but he knew that he wouldn’t be there in enough time. Thinking fast, he added, “You’re gonna have to jump!”

Her stomach dropped at the thought. “I can’t,” she whispered. But she knew she was running out of options. The men chasing her would get tired of playing with her, and in seconds they would be out there with her. She’d have nowhere else to go. Her hands were already shaking as the reality of what she had to do was setting in. 

And she was right. The sound of the door to the roof being blown open made her jump, and the sight of the men closing in on her filled her with a fear she hadn’t felt in a long time. 

“JOAQUIN!”

“JUMP!”

She didn’t think. She ran to the edge of the building and jumped, right before they could grab her. 

She’s fallen before. She’s fallen out of tall trees when she was little, her dad constantly scolding her for climbing trees when she knew she might fall, but that’s why she always did it—to get better at climbing without falling. She’s jumped off of high platforms, trying to get down from where she was to try to help someone who needed it. She’s been thrown off of the side of a building before, but even then that was done when she was unconscious. This was something different. Being in free fall for so long, that sinking feeling in her gut never leaving but slowly getting worse as she seemed to fall closer to the ground in slow motion. The air whipped at her as if punishing her for jumping, her fear only growing as it felt like she would be endlessly falling. 

She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think to breathe. She couldn’t think, her mind somewhere up in the clouds that she seemed to remember falling through when she jumped. Her eyes were dripping with tears she couldn’t stop as the cool air burned them as she went. Another punishment, she thought. The air was thin, too, choking her up even more. She couldn’t find her voice, though if she did, she wouldn’t have been able to think about calling for Joaquin again. She couldn’t think about whether he would catch her in time. She just had to continue falling. 

Joaquin’s heart raced as he did, his sights set on her as he flew to catch her. He could hear the fear in her voice when she said she couldn’t jump, it had been clear as day to him that she was afraid to. He hadn’t wanted to make her do it, but he knew she had to. And he knew he would rather die than let her hit the ground. He wouldn’t let her get hurt again. He would make sure of it. 

When he was finally close enough, his arms reaching for her, Joaquin felt time stop. He couldn’t think. The only thing he could focus on as he reached for her was her eyes. Those eyes he had seen could hold such light and happiness as he had come to know her, those same eyes that were squeezed shut from fear and wet with tears he knew she couldn’t stop. Once he was close enough, he wrapped his arms around her tightly, never daring to let go. 

Once she felt him surrounding her, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, aware enough to not choke him but clutching onto him like her life depended on it, because it did. There was nothing that would get her to let go. And now that he was holding her, she could finally feel herself breathe again. 

They were both silent as he flew them away from the building, away from all of the bad men who wished them harm, away from where she felt for a moment she was falling to her death. The pit in her stomach from falling was gone, replaced with something else she couldn’t place. She still felt sick feeling her insides shaken so much, but it wasn’t just that. She felt a pull inside her, not in her stomach but maybe in her chest. She couldn’t know for sure, still barely able to think or process what was going on. The only thing she knew for sure at that moment was that she felt well and truly safe wrapped up in Joaquin’s arms. 

Joaquin finally landed them on the roof of another building, much much shorter than the one she had jumped from and miles away. With the way she was clutching onto his back, he knew she could use a moment to stand on her own two legs and catch her breath. Once his feet touched the ground, he slowly eased her down as well, taking care to handle her gently for fear of causing her any more grief. His arms didn’t leave her even as she got her footing, nor did they when she leaned heavily against him once she was standing. She was still gripping him for dear life, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. He was sure he was holding her in a similar way. 

“Are you okay?” he asked after a few minutes. He always made sure that she was, and if she wasn’t, he always did what he could to help. 

“…Yeah,” she answered slowly, barely audible if it weren’t for her mouth being so close to his ear. “Just… need a minute.” 

Joaquin knew that they didn’t have a minute. He should’ve already been with his superior by now, finishing up with the debrief as they waited for Sam and Bucky to return as well. But he wasn’t concerned with any of that right now. The only thing he cared about was the woman in his arms, shaking like a leaf as she tried to calm down. For her, he would make the time. 

He readjusted his arms around her so that he was hugging her instead, one arm around her waist while the other came up to her shoulders, his hand holding her head against him and stroking her hair. He tried to steady his breathing in a way that she could follow, willing his own heart rate to slow down as he tried to help her calm down. 

She wasn’t the only one who had felt like they were endlessly falling. The only difference was, his had been slow and steady, hardly noticing it was happening until it hit him all at once. And he knew he would fall again and again if it meant getting to hold her like this. 

[donottouchredbutton]

' Thank you, again, for saving me. '

His smile warmed her from the inside out. ' If it meant getting to see you again, I’d do it in a heartbeat. '

~

'In a Heartbeat' coming out 8/20/23

*i don't own any of the photos used in this moodboard*

[awesomerextyphoon]

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

Series Masterlist 

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“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrella stormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

 It started two years after your mother died. Your father, the king, was worried that you didn’t have a maternal figure in your life (didn’t consider your friends’ mothers who treated you like one of their own), and that the kingdom needed a new alliance so he married the beautiful princess of Xarida, Konjit.

Konjit was indeed incredibly beautiful. Most of the court (especially the men) were enamored with her. She was kind to everyone she met and she showered you with love and attention.

All seemed well until one day, Baron Gwerder commented on how beautiful you were becoming...just like your mother.

Konjit squeezed your shoulder as she froze on the spot and her eyes darkened. It was the last day she was kind to you.

At first, you thought nothing of it. You just spent more time with your friends and their families.

She and your father were fighting and it was getting more and more public. The relationship between her and your father wasn’t that great, to begin with; it was a marriage of convenience though it never got that bad.

Your father seemed to relent and withdraw as your stepmother took a man named Alexander Pierce as a lover.

She became colder to you and your friends; sometimes slapping you in private saying you would never be good enough to be her daughter.

Pierce, her lover, started looking younger, more handsome while your father became aged and haggard in appearance. Everyone in court started talking of it, not caring if either you or your friends could hear.

Once your father coughed up blood during a council meeting, it was only a matter of time before he would die. You begged him not to leave you, but fate seemed especially cruel.

Your stepmother didn’t even have the decency to wait until the weekend to start fucking Pierce out in the open.

She wasted no time in removing your friends’ families from the board in terms of power and to make an example out of them.

You still remember the bodies and your friends’ screams. You still have nightmares about them.

Konjit immediately sent you and your friends to the servants’ quarters to ‘be of better use to the kingdom’.

That’s how things stayed for the next nine years and you tried to make the best of it.

  “I can’t believe she tried to pull this stunt! There’s no way the public will take this lying down.” Darinka raged as she jumped over a fallen log.

“Then let us hope the rebels catch wind of it,” Kusuma encouraged noting the crowd commotion earlier.

While your stepmother had near-total control of the aristocracy, expanded the kingdom into an empire, and became rich beyond belief, she never had complete control of the public.

Especially when her reign was met with resistance.

It began with a few farmers' revolts near the edge of the empire and the Standek Republic. They grew in strength and numbers led by a group that goes by The Avengers.

It got to the point that she couldn’t just neglect you behind the castle walls. She actually had to prove that you were alive. So, she decided to throw a parade for your 24th birthday in an attempt to show the public that she really cared.

Really, bitch?! Too little, too late.

The four of you gave each other a look after she brought you to the throne room for her ‘fantastic news’. She even hired ‘bodyguards’ to make sure nothing horrible befalls you.

The leader introduced himself as Brock Rumlow. Yes, you remembered that name. They’ve been causing trouble for the female servants. Kusuma fought not to gag when some of the ‘bodyguards’ made cat caller ‘clicks’ at you.

That night, you and your friends hatched a plan of escape. You knew she was planning to have you killed during your ‘parade’, so you planned to lose them in the Reinstech Forest.

You asked Kusuma, Estrella, and Darinka if they really wanted to do this. They looked at each other, nodded, and affirmed that you’re their friend and they can’t leave you. Also, your stepmother would probably have them killed once you escaped.

You hated to admit it, but they were right.

The parade started as planned. You and your friends were fitted in dazzling dresses while the public cheered at finally seeing their princess again.

You gave Estrella the signal as soon as Reinstech Forest came into view. Somehow the crowd got restless and a fight broke out. Estrella used that instant to fire the smoke bombs, Kusuma and Darinka casted the nets and bolo restraints on your guards while you destroyed Rumlow’s tracker and sprinted into the forest along with your friends.

  After three days of trekking, you stopped to catch your breath and did a supply check. Your group had enough food and water for five more days.

It took a few more hours before you reached a clearing. The bright light gave way to a large compound with five buildings, the residence dwelling being the largest.

Estrella knocked on the front door of the residence and it just opened.

“Anyone home?” Darinka wondered as the four of you made your way into the foyer.

The residence was...something.

The foyer was enormous but filthy; it looked like someone was at least ashamed of its state and tried to clean it. The kitchen was an absolute nightmare with the sight of mold in a few places.

Luckily, there were no rodents. To your knowledge.

The living rooms were in total disarray, the bedrooms were at best in a state of controlled chaos. None of you wanted to think about the bathrooms.

“Criminy! This place is a nightmare!” Estrella cringed.

“Was this place abandoned?” Darinka asked noting the cobwebs.

“No. None of the chairs or beds are covered in dust. Judging by the food, the inhabitants should be back soon.” You observed.

“Okay, if we’re going to convince the inhabitants of this place to let us stay, we need to clean up the place,” Kusuma reasoned, “Here’s the plan…”

You and Darinka tackled the foyer, dusting, and window washing while Kusuma and Estrella cleaned and polished the living rooms. All four of you decided to take on the kitchen together.

You needed a small support group for the bathrooms.

Fortunately, they had a vast assortment of ingredients to cook a feast. Hopefully, they won’t throw them out.

You found a sparse yet spacious room with a large bed to sleep in. All of you took turns guarding the door, but you soon fell asleep.

  “Man, today was a pain!” Pietro complained as the team made their way back to the hideout.

They were wiped from taking out several of the Empress’s squads. They’ve been making excellent headway since Thor and Loki have been able to join. Also, not having the Maximoff twins as enemies was a nice bonus.

Sam got a tip from an anonymous source inside the capital that the princess would finally be seen outside the palace. It was reported that the empress was forced to prove that she hasn’t been killed. Some organizers planned on striking during the parade as a show of force against the empress.

They had planned to kidnap the princess and have her serve as a figurehead for The Resistance. Peter, Joaquin, and Pietro went to secure her Highness, but it didn’t go as planned.

First, the strike happened earlier than scheduled due to one of the younger strikers, a kid named Bradley, landing a blow to one of the nobles supportive of the Empress’s regime. Second, the strike turned into an all-out brawl. Then one of the young women in the procession activated several smoke bombs and all of the women fled the scene.

Damn it all to Hel!

They had the consolation of obliterating five of the Empress’s brigades though it was a drop in the bucket of her full force. The princess is the key to turning the tides.

Good thing no one was injured beyond a few scrapes.

“I hear the shower calling my name!” Joaquin beamed.

“Agreed. While today’s battle was exhilarating, we’re still not any closer to defeating her.” Thor noted.

“Well, we would’ve gotten some information out of that last captain if Barnes didn’t shoot him.” Loki groused.

“Lay off, Emo Mage! He was going to attack Tony, Steve, and Sam with a hell-fire blast. What exactly were you gonna do?” Peter countered.

“Why you impudent little-!”

“Enough Loki! Barnes, thank you for the save. Your skills are invaluable as always.” Steve maintained.

“Aww look! The little soldier needs to be reassured once again.” Loki mocked while Tony groaned.

“Can it Reindeer Games!”

“Will you cease with that name, Stark!”

“Ugh, here we go again-” Pietro started.

“The base feels different!” Peter interjected causing everyone to stop dead in their tracks.

“The fu-”

“Language, Cap.”

“Well Emo Mage, Shell Head, y’all have something to say?” Bucky questioned with a smirk.

“Nope.”

“My wards only go after those who would wish to harm us.” Loki scoffed.

“The kid’s senses haven’t failed us this far.” Sam pointed out.

“Let’s be careful.” Steve cautioned.

“Alright! Move aside!” Thor bellowed as he opened the door, Mjolnir in hand.

“Better not be like last time, Loki. Otherwise, you’ll owe Barton another 40.” Bucky warned while trying not to laugh.

“Quiet Frost Slayer before I…” Loki sibilated before gazing upon the once slovenly foyer.

“Holy shi-”

“Not now, Spiderling.” Thor admonished, “Something’s not right.”

“I know. That’s why I said so in the first place.”

“Parker, now is not the time to-” Steve started gazing around the foyer. It had never been cleaner even after his attempts to clean it. He could actually see his reflection looking up at him.

“What are those mouthwatering smells?” Thor praised as the other members practically drooled at the beautiful symphony of aromas coming from the dining room wave after wave.

The men nearly sprinted to the dining room to find a marvelous feast of Thick Beef Stew, Honey Tenderized Boeuf Bourguignon, 6 types of pasta, Creamy Mash Potatoes with Red Wine Mushroom Sauce, 2 Beef Wellingtons, 3 types of Quiches, Crispy Honey Orange Salmon, Chicken au Champagne, Tomato Basil and Mushroom Risottos, Cheddar Broccoli Soup, Honey Garlic Shrimp Skillet, and a whole host of other items.

“We can’t just eat this! It could be poisoned.” Steve chided much to the chagrin of everyone else.

“Really, Stevie?”

“This is the best food we’ve seen in ages!”

“Look, we have to find who made the food.” Steve reasoned.

“Well, judging by the food magic, they’re still nearby.” Loki surmised.

“Good. We’ll need to search the compound. Thor, Tony, Bucky, Pietro, and Peter: check the surrounding area. The rest of us will search the compound’s interior.”

“Fine!”

  The group was about to give up after about an hour of searching and coming up empty when Joaquin shouted, “Hey guys, over here!”

“What is it?”

“Are they hot?” Pietro inquired to the slight disappointment of the group.

“What?”

“Really, Speedfeet?” Tony deadpanned.

“Stark-”

“Pipe down! They’ll hear us.”

“Okay, Torres. Who’s the ‘they’”? Sam asked while peering through the spare room’s door.

“You’ll never guess. Come and see.” Joaquin whispered as he open the door and revealed...four of the most beautiful women they’ve ever seen. All of whom looked familiar.

“Well, what d’ya know,” Tony smirked.

“Seriously?” Loki groaned pinching the bridge of his nose.

“How in the-?” Sam started

“Okay, okay. Let’s get out of here first and then we talk about what to do with them.” Steve suggested.

“So, what do we do now?” Joaquin queried.

“I don’t like this. It could be a trap.” Pietro grumbled remembering Wanda’s best friend, Radoslava.

“That may be. I wouldn’t put it past the Usurper.” Thor mused.

“Let’s let them sleep. When they wake, we can interrogate them.” Steve put forward.

“Hey, Loki, could you use calming and truth spells during the questioning?” Sam asked.

“’ Tis a small matter.” Loki waved dismissing the matter as an infinitesimal task

“Um, so now that we have a plan for the women, what do we do about the food?” Peter wondered as everyone’s stomach started growling with a vengeance.

“Well,” Steve gulped,” since neither Loki nor Tony sensed anything amiss with the food. So maybe we can- Wait! Stop! You’ll wake them up!”

  Dinner was...entertaining.

“Guys stop fighting! There’s enough food for everyone!” Steve shouted while saving several plates.

“I would if Thor would stop hogging all the beef!”

“Then trade me some of the chicken and salmon, Samuel!”

“C’mon Tony! Put the armor away! You can shoot Bucky with a repulsor ray over a Dinner Roll!”

“Have some class, Cap! It’s a Buttery Honey Brioche Roll. Do you know how hard it is to make them this well?!”

“Peter! Get that quiche off the ceiling! You can’t eat them all!”

“You sure about that, Torres?”

“Pietro! Stop swiping the pasta!”

“I need carbs, Пиздец!”

“Ugh! Loki, could you help, please?!”

“Not a chance, soldier!”

“I should've asked for Strange to join instead,” Steve grumbled under his breath.

“What was that, mortal?”

“Nothing!”

“Fuck it. Give me a plate of that Braised Lamb and Mash Potatoes!” Steve barked giving up any notion of having an orderly meal.

The food was gobbled up in record time. Everyone hoped that the women weren’t spies for the empress. That was the best meal they’ve ever had!

  “Ugh. Where are we?” Kusuma yawned. She was always the first to wake up in the morning. Everything seemed to be in order until she noticed the door being open wider than last night.

“Girls, wake up!” She hissed while gently shaking them awake.

“Okay, okay, we’re awake!” Estrella lethargically groused, “So what happened last night?”

“I don’t know, but I sense other lifeforms, nine of them.” you fretted noting the lifeforms being dispersed throughout the compound.

“They didn’t do anything, but we can’t let our guard down,” Darinka warned while checking her clothes and surroundings.

“I wonder if they enjoyed our offering?”

“That’s your first priority?!”

“Don’t look at me like that, ‘Suma! I put a lot of effort into that meal!”

“Well, we won’t know unless we leave this room. Let’s head out.” You suggested as you and your friends got dressed and headed towards the foyer.

“Oh, Hello! Who’s the cutie?”

 You and your friends made your way to the foyer to see if any of the compound’s inhabitants were there when Estrella spotted someone in one of the living rooms.

The figure laying on the couch could best be described as boyishly handsome. He was tall (5’11½”/1.82m) with Slate Black hair, Scorched Brown eyes, Sahara Gravel skin with Pink Sand and Orange Maple undertones. His body was of a lean build with evidence of a few battle scars on his hands and forearms and he was dressed in a customized ranger’s outfit.

“Not again.” Kusuma sighed at Estrella’s antics not wanting a repeat of the driving intern incident.

“Um, hello there.” you waved as the man walked towards you.

“Good Morning!” the man welcomed in a surprisingly deep voice.

“Fuck, even his voice is sexy!” Estrella gushed under her breath.

“My name is Joaquin, Joaquin Torres.”

“Ooh! My name is Es-” Estrella tried introducing herself before Darinka cut her off with her hand.

“We are but humble travelers. On behalf of all of us, I apologize for the intrusion. We were exhausted from our journey. Please accept the food we made as a token of our appreciation.” You explained hoping Torres wouldn’t need any further explanation.

“Just so you know, the guys and I agree that dinner was the best meal we’ve ever had!” Joaquin complimented

“Well, that answers my question.”

“Fuck, she’s flustered now,” Kusuma swore while Darinka nodded in annoyance.

“Where did you say you were going again?”

“I’m sorry, Joaquin, but that’s our business.” You insisted.

“Fine, fine, fine. Well, at least let me get the rest of the guys here to thank you all before you leave.”

  “So we can either stay and see what the rest of the ‘guys’ are like, or we can make a run for it.” You offered to your friends.

“I have a few smoke bombs left and I brought a taser!”

“Damn it, Darinka!”

“You’re just mad because you didn’t think to do the same, Kusuma!”

“I say we stay and hear them out. They didn’t do anything to us in our sleep.” Estrella pointed out.

“That may be true, Estrella. But we don’t know if they’ll just turn us into the empress.” Kusuma countered.

“I doubt that, Kusuma. If that’s true, then why didn’t they do it while we were sleeping? They had all night.” you reasoned.

“But maybe they want to make sure you’re the-”

A sharp cough shattered Kusuma’s train of thought and caused the four of you to turn around.

“Shit!” Darinka blurted.

Standing before you were the famed leaders of the Resistance, The Avengers. The Captain, The Knight, The Spiderling, The Thunder, The Trickster, The Silver Speedster, The Peregrin, The Angel, and The Winter Soldier.

There were others, but they seem to not be here.

“Hel...Hello.” Kusuma faltered. It was all she could muster in the face of the sheer magnitude of their situation.

“Good morning, ladies.” Steve, the Captain, greeted, ”I see you’ve made yourself at home, princess.” your eyes widened in shock, “We need to talk.”

[annathesillyfriend]

Anna's May Fic Recs Part II

Welcome to my May fic recommendations masterpost (part II)!! Once again I was overwhalmed with how many amazing stories I was able to read the past two weeks. The amount of talented authors on this hellsite is just mindblowing 🤯🤯

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much! To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

MARVEL

✨Steve Rogers✨

Good girl @syntheticavenger

one-shot, 18+, trucker!steve

Underwater by @sweetlyscared

one-shot, 18+, endgame!steve 😠

Recording by @/jurassicbarnes

one-shot, 18+, i think you can guess by the title 😉

Code blue by @bonky-n-steeb

one-shot, 18+, oof 🥵

✨Bucky Barnes✨

Milestone by @itsapeterthing

one-shot, avenger!reader

Say yes by @/itsapeterthing

one-shot, 1940's!bucky x rogers!reader

Night hours by @sinner-as-saint

one-shot, 18+, mob!au

The midnight coconuts by @bitsandbobsandstuff

one-shot, late night grocery runs with buck

Peaches and cream by @river-soul

one-shot, 18+ (no actual smut but a lot of induendos), this is so fun!!

Point of view by @forever-rogue

one-shot, it's just ✨so lovely✨

Play pretend (part 2) by @wkemeup

two-shot, 18+, first part sex pollen, over all mutual pining,

Wine and dine by @witchysoldier

one-shot, 18+, roommate!bucky

Nobody does it like you do by @/ritesofreverie

one-shot, 18+, divorced!dilf!bucky, onlyfans!reader but also neighbour!reader

No other shade of blue by @sventeen-daybreak

one-shot, tfatws!bucky, so much angst but just so beautiful

Take me seaside (for my health) by @/sventeen-daybreak

one-shot, tfatws!bucky, friends to lovers, buck takes care of sick reader

Sweetest downfall by @xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, memory loss, a lot of heartache on my side but so worth it!

Winter and hope by @jobean12-blog

one-shot, this is so sweet you guys 🥺🥺

Moving day by @/jobean12-blog

one-shot, 18+, moving in with buck 😌😌

Language barier by @galaxy-barnes

one-shot from Nothing but trouble universe, 18+, absolutely wonderful OFC

Dreamland by @blissfullybarnes

series, avenger!reader, get your tissues!

Trilogy by @buckycuddlebuddy

series, 18+, fuckboy!bucky, college!au, if you want to have you heart ripped out then this one's for you :')

✨Stucky✨

Turn the light down low by @slyyywriting

one-shot, 18+, bucky x reader x steve, some limousine action 😏

✨Sam Wilson✨

The whole Sammy sunday tag by @ritesofreverie

collection of all thing Sam, each one better than the last

✨Helmut Zemo✨

Twice by @mypoisonedvine

series, 18+, professor!zemo

✨Peter Parker✨

FBI agent by @hollandcrush

one-shot, 18+, onlyfans!reader

Challenge accepted by @stuckonspidey

one-shot, 18+, 🥵

Just friends - collaboration between @emmastarz and @cherrytholland

two-shot (part two in the making), the big three: best friend!peter, friends to lovers, ANGST :)))

✨Joaquin Torres✨

Chasing pavements by @mischiefmanaged71

one-shot, slowburn, stark!reader

Doodles by @anna-phora

one-shot, soulmate!au 🥺🥺

Wrong house, right time by @hairringtonsteve

one-shot, our boy comes to the rescue in the times of trouble

✨Wanda Maximoff✨

Mine by @buckybarnesplumwhore

one-shot, 18+, black!reader, jealous!wanda

HOLLAND & Co.

✨Tom Holland✨

Birthday, interrupted by @worldoftom

one-shot, 18+, uni!tom x uni!reader, oh man, i hope you have the fire house on speed dial bc this is pure 🔥🔥

Hooked on your feelings by @heyhihellowhatsup0

series, 18+, neighbour!tom, friends to lovers, fwb, so much angst *chef's kiss*

A royal convenience by @poetrcy

series, prince!tom x princess!reader, might be my favourite royal!au I've ever read

The way home by @hollandsmoose

one-shot, best friends to lovers

Supercluster by @wizkiddx

one-shot, best friends to lovers

Mornings in Italy by @heavenlyholland

one-shot, morning, Italy and Tom just belong in one sentence 😌

Dirty reflection by @wazzupmrstark

one-shot, 18+, mirror mirror on the wall, who's the naughtiest of them all? (it's y/n and tom)

Who would've thought by @multiholland

one-shot, frat!tom

Crash course by @greenorangevioletgrass

one-shot, 18+, bi!musician!reader, childhood friends to lovers

Stuck with(out) you by @duskholland

one-shot, follow up to Settle, 18+, mob!tom, pregnant!reader, the best mob!au fic ever!!

Long distance by @sunshinehollandd

one-shot, just 🥺🥺

Jinkies (part 2) by @madmadmilk

two-shot, 18+ in part two, this is so wholesome, please just read it

Night changes by @spideyspeaches

one-shot, 18+, fwb, fake dating, all the fun stuff, there's part two in the making!!!

Midnight kisses by @/mcumendes

one-shot, best friends to lovers!!! 😌

✨Harry Holland✨

This fic by @peterplanet

one-shot, 18+, just yes

Cabin fever by @hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, friends to lovers 😫😫 so good

Roll with the feeling by @unsaidholland

one-shot, rich kid!harry

✨Harrison Osterfield✨

Fevers and tea by @thegirlintheswivelchair

one-shot, friends to lovers, taking care of sick haz 🥺🥺 so adorable

Between tulips and blue eyes by @mcumendes

one-shot, flower shop!au 🌷🌷

Lucky strike by @soft-haz

one-shot, rich kid!harrison x rich kid!reader

OTHERS

✨Harry Styles✨

Bright and Blooming by @havethetimeofyourstyles

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers

✨Ransom Drysdale✨

Pledge Week by @the-iceni-bitch

series, 18+, Ransom and his girl are celebrating his birthday week 🎉

✨Andy Barber✨

Yes, Mrs Barber by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, 18+, husband!andy

Holly by @uncafeavecbarnes

one-shot, 18+, domestic bliss 😌

Sundress season by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, 18+, ex!husband andy 🥵

[jtargaryen18]

An intriguing opening. I'm very anxious to see what happens from here. A clever twist on a classic story. Nicely done 💕💕💕

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

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“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrella stormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

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[jobean12-blog]

I absolutely loved this! The boys are hysterical and the way they all talk and the back and forth had me smiling the whole time! 😁The set up is amazing and that ending…the Captain😏LOVE IT❤️

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

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“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrellas tormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

Keep reading

[awesomerextyphoon]

Thank you so much for reading and commenting, love!

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

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“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrella stormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

Keep reading

[awesomerextyphoon]

Thanks for noticing the dialogue! I wrote the scenes dialogue-first. Steve and the guys want to discuss an arrangement. 😏 Thanks for reading, love!

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

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“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrella stormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

Keep reading

[awesomerextyphoon]

I started writing the scenes dialogue-first, so I wasn't sure how they would be received.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting, Jo!

The Fairest One - Part 1

Summary: So your stepmother killed your father, forced you to be a servant, and hired mercenaries to kill you and your best friends. Maybe it’ll work out for the best.

Pairing: Black Female Snow White!Reader, OFC, OFC, OFC x (Steve, Bucky, Sam Wilson, Thor, Tony, Pietro, Peter, Loki, and Joaquin Torres)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit

Word Count: 3K

Overall Warnings: a lot of Smut, Oral (f & m), Attempted Murder, Mild Depictions of Violence, Mentions of Child Abuse, Free Use Kink, Polyamory, Electric and Magical Stimulation, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Breeding Kink

A/N: This started as a fun idea from the Smut Hub Discord Server. This might be the sluttiest fic I’ve written to date. Dividers are by the amazing @firefly-graphics and was beta’d by @mrs-mischief-209​. 

Series Masterlist 

Main Masterlist

“Ow!! Fucking branch!” Estrellas tormed as she picked herself off the forest floor.

“We tried to warn you, Ella,” Kusuma sighed noting Estrella failing to notice the branch for the third time now.

“It’s not my fault! My skirt is too long!”

“Then ditch the skirt! You’ve got pants!” Darinka reasoned as you helped Estrella off the floor.

“So how long are we goin’ keep running?” Estrella wondered.

“Until we’re sure Rumlow’s not on our ass,” you replied while checking for any indication that Rumlow and his men have followed you.

You couldn’t blame your friends for their weariness. You’ve been on the run for two days now. And despite the sinking weight of guilt in your belly, you knew this wasn’t your fault.

It was your stepmother’s.

Keep reading