#natasha || private starters

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natasha & bucky ( @wvsteria )

"coffee?" natasha asked, holding out the other cup to bucky with a smile. "I just made some fresh since someone was stupid enough to leave some in the pot overnight and I don't fancy stale coffee."

[infcinity]

hwevent15: murder mainia

natasha & loki ( @mischiefxmuses )

"whatever it is you have to say, save it for later - I'm not in the mood for whatever it is," it wasn't the most friendly thing she could have said to loki, but natasha really wasn't in the mood for anything right now. she hadn't even been back home to her apartment to change yet. she was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday - for when she found wanda with steve. "I have a lot of shit to deal with so if it's something important to help me stop whatever's happening then spit it out, if it's not then I don't care,"

[marveltrumpshate]

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SOLO CHARACTERS

Carol Danvers

@kerravonsen - Carol Danvers jewelry set composed of a red, blue, and gold chainmaille necklace, bracelet and earrings for @illogicalkat

@secondalto - Cross-stitch piece of Carol Danvers in her uniform with her helmet on, with her symbol in the background for kourtain

Erik Lehnsherr

Sayah1112/ @sayahs-corner - Two shirts with Magneto's helmet on it and one shirt with a triceratops for @v-thinks-on

Natasha Romanov

@messypeaches - My Little Pony Natasha with red hair and her Black Widow outfit for logan97

GEN/PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Clint Barton & Phil Coulson & Natasha Romanov

@uofmdragon - "Brave Enough to Make the Right Choice" (Batfam!Clint & Phil & Nat fic where Clint meets runaways Clint and Nat) for @oper1895 and stillcentre

SHIPS

Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

@darter-blue - "A Good Tart" (Steve/Bucky Great British Bake Off fusion fic) for @kalika999 (MTH 2021)

@kinstein-art - Two illustrations of Steve and Bucky kissing from "History of American Capitalism," a football player Bucky/history major Steve college AU fic by and for @zenaidamacrouras1 (MTH 2022)

lou2 - Beta service for "Private Dancer, Public Shame," a non-powered Steve/Bucky AU fic for @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (MTH 2022) (posted in March 2023) - Beta service for "What Comes on the Stage," a historical Western arranged marriage Steve/Bucky AU fic for buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (MTH 2022) (posted in March 2023)

Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

swtalmnd/ @amysnotdeadyet - "Corner" (Bucky/Steve/Tony AU fic where Steve and Bucky making breakfast and discussing being in a relationship together with Tony) for @saganarojanaolt and newtypeshadow (MTH 2022)

swtalmnd/ amysnotdeadyet - "Starter" (Bucky/Steve/Tony AU domestic brunch fic) for saganarojanaolt and newtypeshadow (MTH 2022)

Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark

Dogsled & @summerpipedream - "My Hero" (three-page 616 comic where Tony rescues Bucky from the rubble after an explosion at the Sokovian embassy) for @massivespacewren (MTH 2022)

Clint Barton/Phil Coulson

ArielT and NickiB - "Hawkeye and the Hermit" (Clint/Coulson AU fic where SHIELD agent Clint meets a reclusive Phil after an op gone bad) for oper1895

Matt Murdock/Foggy Nelson

@pomegranate-belle - "Before I Knew That I Had Begun" (Matt/Foggy Pride and Prejudice fusion fic) for Mooch (posted in November) (MTH 2022) - "One Man's Trash" (Matt/Foggy AU fic where vigilante Matt is rescued by garbageman Foggy who's involved with the mob he's investigating) for RoseLover (posted in February) (MTH 2022)

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

@ashes0909 - "A Date with Death" (telepath Steve/vampire Tony True Blood AU fic where they investigate a string of vampiric murders) for thewaywerust (MTH 2020)

RoseRose/ @tehroserose - "Sonnet 2012" (Steve/Tony sonnet where Steve and Tony don't get along at first, and then Steve realizes Tony's better qualities) for @wilmakins

[kissmyshockstix]

((~⧗~⧗~⧗~ Closed Starter for @ghostofwinter~⧗~⧗~⧗~))

Natasha Romanoff abhorred sitting behind a desk. There were better things that she could be doing and much rather would be doing. Many of those things involved being on the right end of a sniper rifle or having a knife fight with a certain HYDRA operative. Pushing papers was not what she was qualified for. And, while, it was likely that paperwork that she was doing was necessary, at the end of the day, there were better uses for the Red Room's former best operative...and other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents that were more qualified for push papers than her. Fury was on a war path right now. They weren't allowed to leave on missions without the explicit clearance of the Director. Even Mr. America himself was currently sitting pretty with nothing to do. And, while, it may seem that he was just playing a Hard Ass, Natasha knew better. If there was anything her years in the Red Room had taught her, it was reading people. And, if there was one thing that desk work was good for, it was hacking into Fury's private computer system to see all of the files that crossed his and Maria Hill's desks that he didn't want people to know about. Fury had been recruiting since Barton went on leave. So, it shouldn't have surprised her when she saw the personnel file there, sitting right in his recently opened files. She smirked. And it wasn't even encrypted. Anika Varya Feightling. That was it. It was a name. That was all that Nat had been able to see before she had been rudely kicked off the system by Tony Stark walking up behind her to chat about nothing important. Natasha rolled her eyes and pretended to type away on her screen as she heard the commotion of people entering the main deck. Apparently, it was time to meet the new recruit already. And, Natasha wasn't sure how she felt about someone replacing Barton.

[xnxthinglastsfxrever]

@kingxfmischief Starter 

Everything was slowly crumbling down around the redhead, how the world was so vunerable and without the Avengers, everyone was on their own. Barton was out with his family, in a safe place, Stark started his very own family, Banner went off the grid with Thor and Rogers was in England with the love of his life. The only person that was left in New York was Natasha. Not that she needed the team, everyone went and had their own life, the Russian has been living like this for the past seventy years,never to age a day, just constantly living and change with the times by now. Nothing was out of the ordinary. She has seen it all now, from invansions of extraterrestrial, un forseen forces and the downfall of S.H.I.E.L.D.

To keep herself busy no in days, she was working private contracts or fighting for the good, basically keeping the city in good helps if the cops can’t handle to which every might hit their way. Now the redhead was just out and about in the city, just running some errands. Heading over to the grocery store, Trader’s Joe to grab some essentials and snacks for the week. The store was busy as always, nothing too out of the ordinary, people just love trader’s joe since it was cheaper than most grocery stores and better food. While getting a cart and started to scope around for vegetables, she felt unease for a bit. She was always going to be alert, but as this feeling subside, she head over to grab some fresh basil, skimming through the packets to get the freshest one.

[belobogmd]

Rules & Important Info.

Hiya, you can call me Anarchy! I'm 31, any pronouns! This is my indie RP blog for Natasha of H.onkai Star Rail. Below are some rules that I ask you please take a look at (no passwords or anything, I trust you) & some important info about.

Rules below the cut!

one. 18+ ONLY. Minors DNI. Period. I also won't interact with people who don't specify their age somewhere in their rules. Just makes me uncomfy.

two. while natasha is bicurious, she can be a little difficult to ship with as it takes a lot of trust and understanding. her dedication to her work, and caring for the people of the underworld will always be her top priority. she needs a person who will accept this, and who will aid her in her endeavors. she's used to being asked out often, and she is used to being gifted nice things and flirted with, she doesn't act on it easily. because she does not intend to get caught up in romantic flings. when natasha loves someone, it is for life.

noted: natasha has very little experience in dating women, so it is a very exciting and new thing for her as an older woman. but she is very interested. that being said it is rare she would make the first move on a female muse, as natasha's dating experience has mostly been with men.

three. I'm okay-ish with N.SFW and smut, I'm not very confident writing it. It's not gonna be a staple, it will be tagged and cut when it gets graphic. On that note, let me know if you need anything specifically tagged for triggers or whatever. I want this to be a safe-space blog for anyone wanting to interact.

four. No pro-shipping, any kind of phobic or racist behavior, all of that is gonna be a hard block from me. If you see me interacting with someone who has exhibited this sort of behavior, message me privately.

five. I love multiple threads, bring them all on. I do drop things sometimes, but I try not to drop anything that is multipara / will let you know if I do.

six. OCs, crossovers, etc. are welcome! I love having interactions with them! OCxCanon ships are LIFE.

seven. Please hardblock me if you unfollow me, and I will do the same if I unfollow.

eight. I don't require folks to match my length, but give me something to work with or I'll probably drop the reply. I tend to match length when I reply though!

nine. Reblog karma is not practiced or expected here, but I'm always happy to receive memes and if I see you reblog memes I will send one as long as I can see them for our characters. No obligation to reply to everything I send, I won't get upset. Oh and feel free to send multiple / many memes when I reblog them. I promise you, I love it!

ten. I do not care how long you take with replies! I also am not hurt if you want to drop things. I drop stuff, but I'm always open to starting new things. It's the ADHBEES~ that being said, feel free to nudge me if it's been a while. I might've forgotten.

eleven. I'm kind of terrible at plotting and keeping to a singular plotline, I'm totally down to come up with a plot but I go where the creative whimsy takes me. So if you want something heavily plotted, come to me first. Otherwise I post a lot of starter calls / inbox calls and you can like as many as you wish regardless of how many things we have going on. I just ask that if you ask for a starter that you reply to it before asking for another one, asks however are free game to send as many as you want or like as many inbox calls as you wish.

twelve. I am diagnosed with bipolar and major depression (and got some adhd and ocd to go along with them) so please be patient with me. Communication is SUPER important & I ask that you come to me if any problems arise, I shall do the same with you.

Overall, follow basic RP etiquette and respect me and I'll return the favor! I'm chill, and don't care about petty drama. Here to write, fuck around. Socialize and such. Please bother fletch all the time. but she might beat you up for it a little.

[cursedhunting]

rules

mun: i am well over the age of 21 and because of this i do not feel comfortable writing with anyone under that age. i am a full time student and have other responsibilities on top of that my main blog takes priority which is why if anyone wants my discrd just ask as i do not publicly post my tag. i am open to not only chatting with people on there but also rping, if that's also your jam.

content warning: mature or potentially triggering subjects present ranging from mental illness, blood, gore, sexual situations, gas lighting, murder, torture, self destructive behavior, religious themes, demonic possession, questionable intent, and mentions a miscarriage and mentions of drug and alcohol use. if smut is written it will be tagged with usft / and nsft / if you need me to tag anything else, please let me know. i am only human so i might end up forgetting to tag something specific, this does not mean i did it on purpose. simply let me know and i will correct myself.

writing: this is a writing focused blog which means that i wish to develop this version of natasha further. that being said i prefer pre-established dynamics and the open lines of communication that come with plotting. best way to interact with me is through memes as i do not put out starter calls. i usually answer memes as if they were starters, because of this if it becomes a patter of meme replies not being acknowledged in any way shape or form --even after i send the link as a private answer--, i will likely not answer any more memes from you for a while. however if you ever feel the need to drop a thread, please go right ahead. i completely understand all i ask is that you let me know. since i am new to this fandom and this is not a canon character in the show i will prefer light plotting over winging interactions, especially if we have never interacted.

formatting: i use small text, italics, bolding throughout my replies if you need me to change the font size, all you have to do is let me know. i am more than happy to accommodate my writing partners. iconless replies are also happily accepted from my partners as i won't always use icons, especially if a reply turns long.

reply speed: i use the queue because it saves me unnecessary stress. however i will not have a tag for things that are queued. if i have hella muse because of a reply, i will reply fast and probably write a lot, my writing partners do not have to match my length. all i ask if that i am given something to work with. i don't do one liners either.

shipping: i love shipping but i will not ship with any characters under 25 without prior plotting as by the time s1 rolls around natasha is 30 years old. as stated above, i prefer open lines of communication with those i am actively writing with. if you want to ship let me know and we can discuss the potential !

mains/exclusives: as of right now i do not practice either but i am more than willing to discuss things with people i actively. the potential of either or is open but currently not a priority.

other: i will be avoiding people who chronically delete / remake their blogs along with chronic blog hoppers so if this is you and i accidentally follow you you can hard block me before i hard block you.

credit: all edits and psds are made by me. icon blockquotes credit

[thenewgradianhq]

WEEK 013: February 27th — March 5th

BIRTHDAYS THIS WEEK:

FEB. 28th: Tobias Wilde will turn 38!

EVENTS THIS WEEK:

MONDAY 27th FEB: Artist Workshop! An Acrylic Painting workshop will be hosted from 10am until 5pm at the Village Community Centre!

WEDNESDAY 29th FEB: Farmers Market! The market will be open from 9am until 3pm outside of the Village Community Centre!

FRIDAY 3rd MAR: Drive-in Movie Theatre! From 6pm until late, drive up to the local farm for a Brat Pack Movie Marathon!

TASKS THIS WEEK:

Please see below the cut for your pairings for this weeks random text pairings task — make sure to post your starter text before 6PM EST on Sunday 5th March!

Private messages containing your random anon match should have been sent and received! If you opted in but haven't received a DM from myself, please DM me ASAP!

TEXT PAIRINGS:

Alastair Wilde & Tobias Wilde — [ @gradianalastair & @txbiaswilde ]

Alfie Smythe & Gabriel Hummel — [ @alfiesmythe & @gradiangabriel ]

Ashton Evans & Dany Clarington — [ @restlessx & @danyclxrtn ]

Avi Puckerman & Natasha Hudson — [ @avipuckerman & @tinydancxr ]

Cole McCarthy & Zachary Clarington — [ @coltonmcc & @zclarington ]

Damian Rose & JoJo Smythe — [ @gradiandamian & @jojosmxthe ]

Hunter McClarington & Knox Smythe — [ @huntermcc & @kncxsmy ]

Leviticus McClarington & Max Rose — [ @leviticxsmcc & @gradianmax ]

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"seven extra shots?" natasha asked, raising a brow at the other, head tilting to the side. "I think that just might do it," she laughed slightly. "I'm surprised you're not running around the shop at record speed after all of that caffeine in your system,"

It had been a while since Rikki had been awestruck by anyone she happened to come across in her inter-universal travels, but coming face-to-face with Natasha Romanoff never failed to do the trick. "Uh...yeah! I mean, thanks. Sorry, sometimes caffeine hits me a little harder than expected...might be the seven extra shots I asked for though..."

[lcngliive]

natasha & yelena ( @drvcxrys )

natasha had no idea if yelena remembered who she was or not, which was strange - she always had yelena, even when no one else was there. "the weather really has chilled out over the last few weeks, I wonder if it will snow,"

[infcinity]

hwevent15: murder mainia

natasha & bucky ( @wvsteria )

she felt numb. her body was on autopilot - she'd offered to go and find other people, to tell them about steve, but natasha had just been wandering for the last while alone. she hadn't been paying attention to where she was going - which was a stupid move, especially with a murderer on the run. but as soon as she bumped onto someone, she took a few steps back, holding her gun out with shaking hands. "bucky-" just the person she'd been looking for. the gun was instantly placed back into the holster as she looked at him. silence fell upon her for a few moments trying to figure out how to word what she wanted to tell him. "i-it's steve," she paused. "someone -" the words died in her throat as the tears poured from her eyes again. "he's gone.

[chrisevansredbelt]

Just a Stranger

pairing: mmmm like ceo!frank castle x stripper!reader

warning: no smut today i’m sorry but this is a cute little story starter no? suggestive themes, semi lap dance.

summary: your regular customer hasn’t visited in weeks. but he comes back with a proposition for you.

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Sighing to yourself, you begin recounting your money, losing count after hearing the door to the locker rooms slam. Muttering the numbers under your breath, you just about finish your stack of dollar notes before getting tapped on the ass.

You would’ve clocked your fist straight into their face had you not heard their heels pattering throughout the room. Spinning around, you find your dear friend and colleague Natasha.

You smile up at her and before you can greet her, she speaks first. Resting her ass against the counter, she smiles tellingly down at you in your seat, “You’ve got a visitor.”

You immediately knew what that meant. Hell, every girl that worked here knew what that meant and you wouldn’t be surprised if a few regular customers even knew as well.

Stuffing all your money into the safety of your money bag and tying it shut, you quickly fix up your hair and makeup. Natasha just snorts at you, leaving you to it as she goes back out onto the main stage.

You practically reapplied your whole makeup, having worked your ass off on the poles last and bar tonight, you were dishevelled. And it was no help that it was some guys 21st birthday and he’d rounded all his friends and dads to come join him in his celebration. As good as the money was, you hate 21st birthday celebrations. They’re just a bunch of horny college kids doing sport and their dads are no better (just hotter).

Slipping your heels back on, you don’t even care for the ache of your feet. Before you leave, you grab the key from the hook above the door and practically skip your way over to the extra extra private room.

The private rooms for private dances are all on the bottom floor. However, this special room that you need to hike the spiral staircase to get to, is a much more private room for much more private activities.

It’s not as in use as you may think. The girls here aren’t just willingly offering themselves to anybody. And no amount of money could get a girl up there. No, these rooms are for special customers only. Special customers as in, the men that work under the big man that owns the club, Tony Stark.

He has heaps of men, of all shapes and sizes, and we all love them. They’re basically our colleagues when you think about it, all working under Tony- sometimes on top- depends how he’s feeling.

The upstairs isn’t just a bedroom either, it’s a whole apartment, if you will. Tony throws a few parties there every now and again or if a girl has troubles with her housing then it’s a free bed and breakfast. Tony takes care of us.

You keen in excitement as you reach the top of the stairs, shoving the key into the lock and opening the door.

It’s eerily quiet, but you smell him. You could’ve dropped to your knees, it’s been so long.

You make your way through the usually crowded and dark loft. It was hard to recognise this place after seeing what it looked like during one of Tony’s more intense parties. Strobe lights and filled with smoke. When it wasn’t occupied, it had a warm feeling. Homey, even. The lights were a warm tone, the decor was so inviting and the view of New York from across the manhattan bridge was just a dream.

The click of your heels was made silent by the fluffy carpet and you’re glad, hoping to catch him by surprise because you always loved the way he lit up whenever he saw you.

As you exit the foyer, into the main living area, you spot the back of him sitting comfortably on one of the couches, drink in hand and blunt in the other as he looks out at the view.

Sneaking up behind him, you cover his eyes softly with your hands and feel him jump under your skin.

“C’mon now.” Frank snorts, placing his drink down and his blunt in his mouth to softly grasp your hands in his and remove them from his eyes to see you.

He smiles wider, looking over you, subtly admiring you. It’s been so long.

With both your hands in his grasp, he easily pulls you over the couch and into his lap.

“Hey, stranger.” You sigh as you get comfortable, hands wrapping around behind his neck and playing with the soft strands of hair that tickle your wrist.

As he goes back to retrieve his drink from the table, he scoffs and removed the joint from his mouth, “Stranger?” He asks, blowing the smoke away from your face.

You shrug, sliding your hands down his chest, “You haven’t visited in like a month.” You pout before looking up at him, “You find a replacement for me?”

“Never.” He barely hesitates. Deep down you know it’s true, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t cross your mind in his absence.

Leaning in to, what Frank would think, to kiss his neck, you whisper in his ear, “Liar.” You sneer, “I can smell her on you.”

Your plans to make Frank freak out and beg on his knees for your forgiveness and to tell you you’re the only one he wants fails as he just scoffs. Pulling your face out of his neck, he’s glad to finally see your face again and brings his hand up to give you a pull of his cigarette, “You’re so dramatic.” You wrap your lips around the end of the joint and inhale, “You should try your luck in acting.”

“Mmm, what kind?” You ask suggestively, pulling away and blowing out the smoke, “You could be my colleague.”

“You’re ridiculous.” He shakes his head with a laugh.

“You’re telling me Punisher Porn isn’t what the people want?” You ask jokingly, but also not. You wouldn’t mind doing porn if it were with Frank, “It even sounds cool.”

Totally ignoring your last comment, he just places his blunt in the ash tray on the coffee table and his finished drink beside it as he places his hands over your hips, giving you his full, undivided attention, “Did you miss me?” He asks and you don’t answer straight away. Instead you just shrug, avoiding eye contact as you play with the fabric of his shirt, “C’mon, I missed you.” He nudges your chin up with his rough finger so that you’re forced to look up at him, your lips inches apart, “My favourite girl.”

Just as he leans in you cover his mouth with your hand, “No kissing.” You remind him.

Regular customers aren’t even supposed to touch you, let alone kiss you. And if that’s how you need to treat Frank in order to get him to realise your worth, then so be it.

“Don’t do that to me.” He whines, kissing your hand instead as he pulls it off his mouth and over his chest, “C’mon, you really think I was with another woman?” You don’t answer, instead just shrug yet again, “If I whipped out my balls right now, I promise you they’d be blue.”

“Then where were you?” You ask, starting to give him the benefit of the doubt.

He doesn’t answer straight away. Rather, looks at you for a moment probably to decide whether to lie or to tell the truth… and from his answer, you assume it’s the truth.

“Vegas.” He says cautiously and you roll your eyes, “It was a business trip!”

“I don’t even take private dances anymore for anyone but you and this is how you repay me?” Though it’s sort of said in a joking matter, it can’t be anywhere far from the truth. You truthfully have not taken anymore customers for private dances all because of Frank. He didn’t want to ‘share’ you. Well, you didn’t want to share him either.

“Baby, what do I have to do to convince you that you’re the only one I care about?” He finally pleads, fingers softly digging into your ass, “What time do you finish?”

You’re unable to contain the small smile that plays at your lips, “I’m already off.”

“Come back to my place then.” He asks and for the first time that night, he has you stunned. He’s never asked you to come back to his place before. He’s joked about it- you both have- but it never seemed like it would ever happen, “We can get a pizza or something and I’ll fuck you on every surface in the house.”

There was something very intimate about it all- being invited to Franks house. Sure, you’ve fucked before, but it was always up here in the club. Being fucked in his house where you would probably stay the night and share the same bed until the morning… that you would be more than happy doing every day.

“What d’ya say?”

“I say…” You start off, all blushy and smiley now, “We better hurry otherwise we’ll miss the pizza.”

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i’m still working on the bj gif fic don’t worry

[avengerscompound]

The Tower - The Science Conference

The Tower - The Science Conference

Series Masterlist

Pairing:  Avengers x OFC, Bruce Banner x Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff x Tony Stark x Thor x Sam Wilson x OFC (Elly Cooper)

Word Count: 2535

Warnings:  smut (MMF bisexual threesome, triple penetration)

Synopsis:  Tony and Bruce attend a Science Conference to support Elise.  After her lecture they have their very own private conference.

Author’s Note: Requested by K-Destiiny on Wattpad. You can send in your requests too.

The Science Conference

This take place just after The Tower and before the Holiday Special.

Fear of public speaking has long been said to rate higher than any other fear.  Above spiders, incursions from outer space, even death.  As I stood at the podium in front of a crowd of mostly strangers staring up at me - I could see why.

It was stupid really.  With everything I’d been through in my life, you’d think standing up and giving a lecture on spontaneous mutation would have been a cakewalk.  I’d run away from home at seventeen and put myself through college.  I dated not one but two ex-Russian assassins.  I’d been kidnapped and held hostage - and on one occasion I’d infiltrated a HYDRA base and helped take it down.

Yet here I was, standing in front of a full room, just talking about something I had been studying for years, and my heart was hammering so hard that I think I might have been speaking a little too loud just so I could hear myself over it.

In the sea of faces in front of me, most of whom I didn’t know, there were two that I knew very well right at the front, beaming up at me like I was giving a lecture on how I’d personally hung the stars in the sky.

I’d been invited to talk at a Theoretical Evolutionary Genetics at Berkley.  Bruce was speaking soon, and Tony had tagged along out of interest's sake.  At least that’s what he’d said.  I felt like there was some pride in the fact that this was my first big conference lecture, and he wanted to be there for it.

I was glad they were there.  For starters, looking down and seeing them both beaming up at me, had a calming effect.  It wasn’t just that though.  I didn’t get to go out with them very often.  We didn’t date the way most people did and this was an actual trip together to San Francisco.  We were staying in a hotel and going out to dinner together.  We were even going to take a couple of days to do touristy things, despite Tony’s objections.  It was nice seeing them getting recognition for things outside of Avengers stuff too.  Tony did draw attention even here, but it was Bruce who was the star of the show.  Everyone wanted to talk to him, and I loved getting to see that.

Most of all, it felt so fucking good to have two people there to support me like this.  I’d never had that before, and now we were out as being in a relationship, I got to experience something so many people just took for granted.

I finished my lecture to a round of applause and after answering some questions, the room started to empty.  I collected my things and came down to where Tony and Bruce were waiting for me.  They each kissed me and Tony ran his hands down my arms. “That was so great.  I’m dating a genius here,” Tony said.

“Tony, you’ve already heard my lecture.  Every version of it.  Multiple times,” I said, as I took his hand.

“I know,” he said.  “But it’s like I learn something new every time.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.  “Liar.”

“Alright, come on.  Let’s go back to the hotel and change and I’ll take you both out to celebrate a successful presentation,” Tony said.

“I hope you do the same for Bruce tomorrow.  He is the keynote speaker,” I said.

“Oh definitely,” he agreed.  “I have reservations for the best restaurant in the city.”

Bruce blushed softly and shook his head. “You say things like that and I don’t know if you’re joking or not.”

Tony clapped him on the shoulder and wrapped his arm around him. “I wouldn’t joke about that!  Atelier Crenn.  It has three Michelin Stars.  You have to book a year in advance.  Well - if you’re not me.”

“Tony,” Bruce said.  “We don’t have to do anything fancy.”

“I know that,” he said.  “But we’re going to.  You’re worth fawning over too, Brucie Bear.”

That just made Bruce blush more.

The three of us made our way back to the hotel and I started to strip off the grey pantsuit that I'd worn for the lecture.

“What was it you wanted to do while we were here?” Tony asked as he hung up his jacket.

“I wanted to go to Alcatraz.  I wanted to see the sea lions at pier 39 and ride on that big double-decker carousel.  I want to drive past the painted ladies.  Oh - I want to go to the Winchester Mansion,” I said, listing the main things on the list.  We didn’t have a lot of time, but it was better to say what I wanted and run out of time than to risk not even attempt to do them.

Tony groaned and rolled his eyes dramatically.  “Such a tourist…”

“Oh!” I said as I wriggled out of my pants.  “If we had time I’d like to drive down to Santa Cruz.  That’s where they filmed The Lost Boys.”

“We might need to pass on that one, Santa Cruz, Alcatraz, and the Winchester Mansion are full days and we only have a couple to spare,” Bruce said.  He was already down to his boxers and seemed to be deciding what to do next.  “Besides, I’ve seen The Lost Boys and you’ll be wanting to go to the amusement park, and no offense, but I don’t think Hulk will let me ride a rollercoaster.”

“I’ll ride the rollercoaster with Hulk then,” I said and tossed my bra aside.

He looked me up and down as he walked over, wrapping his arms around my waist.  “Hulk thinks he’d rather stay here with you like this.”

“Just the Hulk?” I asked. 

“No,” he said, as he leaned in toward me.  “Not just the Hulk.”

He brought his lips to mine and I wrapped my arms around her neck and ran my hands up into his curls.

“Maybe we can drive out past the painted ladies tonight and go see the sea lions.  I’m pretty sure we can find somewhere to eat there,” Tony said as Bruce and I kissed.

I broke the kiss and Bruce’s lips trailed down to my neck.  I tilted my head back and curled my fingers into his hair.  “We can go to the Hard Rock Cafe,” I joked.

“No we can’t,” Tony countered.  “but I'm sure there will be somewhere we can eat that isn't tacky.”

I started giggling and Bruce guided me back onto the bed.  He looked over at Tony as I crawled into the middle of the king-sized mattress.  “Are you just going to stand there making dinner plans or do you want to join us?”

Tony froze in place and stared at us for a moment.  “Oh yes.  Right.  Private Science Conference.”

He hop-stepped over to us as he shook off his pants and underwear in one go, and dove onto the mattress beside us.  “So what are we doing here?”

“Come on, Tony,” I teased.  “Do we need to have the birds and the bees talk again?”

He laughed and guided my chin back so that I was looking at him.  “Smart ass,” he teased and kissed me.  I kissed back slowly and deeply, and Bruce kissed down my neck to my breasts, pulling one of my nipples into his mouth.  I moaned into the kiss and tugged on Bruce’s hair.

When Bruce pulled back, Tony broke the kiss with me and leaned over to kiss Bruce.  For a moment I was just the filling in their sandwich.  I watched them as I began to stroke their already hardening cocks.  When they were hard in my hands, I wiggled down to the end of the bed and began to suck on both their cocks, moving from one to the other and back again.  They rutted their hips and moaned, and with each thrust, they got closer to each other.  I moved so they could press up against each other with their cocks touching, and I wrapped my hand around them both.

Both men broke the kiss and looked at me.  “Whatcha doing, honey?” Tony asked.

“Just - go back to kissing.  I like that,” I said.

“Me too,” Bruce agreed.

Tony started laughing and began kissing Bruce again.  He looked so cute kissing the other man while his eyes were closed but crinkled at the corners.  I watched them for a little as I pumped my fist up and down the length of their shafts.  When Tony lost himself fully to the moment, I dropped my head down, opened my mouth wide, and began to suck the heads of both their cocks.

I had done this before, with bigger men than Tony and Bruce, but it still wasn’t easy.  It put a strain on my jaw and was difficult to get the angle right.  I couldn’t take them far, only just a little further than just their heads, but they both reacted exactly how I wanted them to.  Each man moaned, and Tony’s hips jerked forward.  Bruce trembled and his hand went to my hair, his fingers flexing as his legs shook.  I bobbed my head up and down as best I could, moaning and drooling down their shafts.  Precome began to leak from the tips and mixed with my saliva so it fell from my lips.  I moaned around them and dug my fingers into their thighs.

“El… El, honey,” Bruce moaned, breaking the kiss with Tony.  “I can’t… please.”

I pulled back and crawled back up, so I was straddling his hips and looking down at him.  He was taking slow, uneven breaths, and his pupils were blown out, with a slightly wild panicked look.  I pushed my fingers into his hair and massaged his scalp.

“Is he right there?” I asked.

He nodded.  “Just - that was a lot.”

“I trust you both, B,” I said.  “I know he won’t take over because I know he loves me and doesn’t want to hurt me.  But what can I do for you?”

“I just want to …” he rolled his hips and his cock rubbed against my soaking cunt.  He moaned and bucked up under me.

I took hold of his shaft and raised myself up, hovering over it.  “This?” I asked

He pushed up, the head of his cock penetrating me and he grabbed my hips and pulled me down on it.  I gasped and squeezed around him.

Tony moved behind us.  “What if I fuck you, while Elly rides you?” Tony asked.

Bruce shook his head and groaned.  The sound came out in stereo, both him and Hulk at the same time. “That’s too much.  Still getting used to more than one of you at a time.”

“That's okay, Bear,” Tony said.  “What about we both fuck her at the same time. You'd love that, wouldn't you, Elly?”

“Mm-hmm,” I hummed, sitting back against Tony and swirling my hips.  Tony ran his arms around my rib cage and cupped my breasts, and for a moment, Bruce didn't say anything.  He just lay there staring up at me through lust-blown eyes.  A ring of iridescent green had started to glow around the small line of brown visible in his irises.  Hulk was well and truly part of this too, and we needed to carefully balance things.  I trusted Hulk to not want to hurt me, but if Bruce got too excited, he could slip by accident.

Bruce squeezed his eyes closed and took three deep breaths.  When he opened them again he looked calmer.  He nodded. “Yeah.  Both of us.”

I rolled my hips on his lap, and took his hands, putting them on my breasts with Tony’s.  He gazed up at me as I moved in a slow figure of eight and Tony kissed my neck.  His chest was slowly rising and falling but he looked a lot calmer than he had a moment ago.

Tony pulled away and went to the side table and fished out the lube we’d hidden there.  When he returned, I pushed myself down flush with Bruce and nuzzled into his neck.  Bruce wrapped his arms around me and slowly smoothed his palms up and down my back.  Tony squeezed lube onto my ass and generously slicked his cock.  He pressed the head against my asshole and pushed in slowly.

I moaned and pressed my face into Bruce’s neck.  I breathed deep, willing myself to relax through the burn in my ass and the overly full feeling.  This wasn’t new to me, but it still took a moment to adjust.

I started to move between them, shifting up and down on their cocks.  They took the lead, each thrusting up into me.  As the burn and the pain of them both fucking me faded back and pleasure started to take over, I pushed myself up so that I could look down at Bruce.

“Feel good, B?” I breathed.

“Mm-hmm,” he hummed.  “So good.  It always does, El.  God, I can feel Tony.”

Tony groaned behind me and braced a hand on my shoulder. “I love feeling you through her, Bear,” he groaned.  “Fuck… Love being inside you, El.”

I leaned back against Tony and tilted my head.  His hand went to my jaw and we kissed.

As we did, Bruce pushed himself up and began to suckle on my breasts.  Moving from one to the other and back again.  My nipples hardened and an ache spread through them, blending with the warm current that was flowing up from my core.  My moans easily drowned out the soft grunts and choked sounds Tony and Bruce were making.  I felt like an overwound spring, ready to snap.  I broke the kiss with Tony and began to kiss Bruce.  Tony’s hand moved into my hair, and he pulled on it.  The sharp tug on my scalp was enough to send me spiraling over.  I cried out and clenched up around them both, my whole body trembling with it.

Bruce groaned and arched his back.  He squeezed his eyes tight, and he shuddered under me.  When he opened his eyes again, they flashed green, and with a roar, he shoved up into me and came.

Tony kept thrusting.  I kept rocking my hips, squeezing around Bruce’s pulsing cock.  “Fuck, Tony, please,” I begged.  “I want to feel you.  I want your come inside me.  Please.”

Tony grunted and jerked forward as his orgasm hit and came inside me. “Fuck, El,” he moaned.  “Such a dirty mouth.”

“It’s not that dirty,” I argued. “I bet you’ve heard worse.”

He laughed as he pulled out of me.  “You’re probably right.”  He sat at the edge of the bed, breathing heavily as I lay down on Bruce.  Bruce hummed and trailed his fingers up and down my back as I slowly came down from my orgasm high.

After a little bit, Tony gave my ass a playful swat.  “Alright, come on, you two.  We need a shower after that.  We have places to be.”

I laughed and climbed off Bruce, and we followed Tony into the bathroom so we could wash up to go out.

~ END ~ 

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closed starter for @weirdnlusty

Attending a fancy gala was nothing new for the Widow as it was part of her job and for a mission. Natasha was wearing a long off-the-shoulder black dress that had a little dip to show a bit more of her cleavage and had a long slit on the side, showing off her toned leg while her vibrant red hair was simply kept in a loose ponytail with some fringes framing her face. She was on a mission to gather some intel on one of the guests who was a private weapons dealer to find out where his next shipment was going down and to catch him in the act.

The redhead had already her eyes on her target, making her way towards the bar to grab herself a glass of champagne before casually strolling around to stay close to him. But her attention was briefly elsewhere when she spotted a familiar face, one that she hadn't seen in a long time. ❛ I should have known that you would be attending these kind of parties too, зайчонок. ❜ She spoke up once she caught his attention, flashing him a soft smile before taking a sip from her drink.

[scandinavianfairytale]

New life

Pairing: Drug dealer Steve Rogers x Coder Reader

Warnings: Drug usage, drug overdose, agoraphobia, fluff 😊

To the world you were no one, just one of the billions of regular people. Every morning you got up, got ready for your day and started your work day in front of the computer screen. You chatted with your coworkers over virtual coffee, attended meetings and workshops, wrote code and had the tendency to work overtime. But while everyone else went out to meet people after work, you stayed in the house. Your doctor diagnosed you with agoraphobia, but you stuck with severe anxiety when you were asked too personal questions at job interviews. The diagnosis came after a too high dosage of drugs. The memory of that night is still hazy, only an image at a time floats by when you try to recall it.

The house full of people.

Loud music.

Drugs. So much drugs.

Alcohol.

The white powder.

Laying on the couch.

And him.

Steve.

You weren't aware that your recreational drug use would turn into an addiction. You had more control and self-constraint than others and something like this shouldn't have happened to you.

Steve Rogers, among other things, had the highest quality and quantity of drugs in the city. His clientele was high class and getting in was hard - not only did you need to have a high paycheck, you also needed to know the right people, the ones that were higher up on the food chain of the exclusive drug club. Your former boss was one such person. She liked you, professionally and privately. It was much easier for you to get to know the boss, there aren't that many female coders in general and at your previous job you were the only ones. It was easy to have a soft spot for you.

Steve was nice when you first met him, how could he not be when you were going to cough up 100 grand just to get access to the drugs. But you supposed it was justifiable given all the perks that came with - access to his drug parties, free sampling of new drugs, a fucking webpage with the list and specifics of drugs available and a whole analytical report on the purity of the drug you were about to consume.

He was more human than other drug dealers you met. For starters, he was a gentleman, which came as a shock to you. His personality was similar to that of a golden retriever, warm, goofy and protective. And he was so easy to talk to. He always attended the parties he threw and mingled with the guests.

But like Joker liked to say - all it takes is one bad day.

Several people, including you and Natasha, were fired because of a surprise drug test. Everyone was shocked but in reality such a high performance team as you were...drugs explained a lot. But you knew what kind of a black mark that puts on your job prospects. Without a high paying job that meant no more fancy apartment, lavish lifestyle and no more good drugs.

One last time. One last party and then you'll get clean. That's what you told yourself.

You came to consciousness for a minute, long enough to see Steve's worried face above you, yelling something at someone.

"Sweetheart, can you hear me?" His voice sounded hollow and distant, but his eyes were focused on you. You smiled as the feeling of weightlessness enveloped you. He looked so good.

"Yes." You drawled. "I'm so happy now." You cuddled into him. Steve sighed, running his fingers through your hair as you lightly snored on his thigh.

"No problem, Jake, happy to help. Let me know if you'll need additional help or explanation." You smiled in your headphones set.

"Of course, hear you tomorrow. Bye." With a happy sigh you ended the call and stretched in your comfy chair. You have been sitting on your feet for the last hour and your bones cracked pleasantly. Steve entered your office with a knock.

"Done for today?"

"Hi, Handsome. Not yet, I wanna finish this piece of code so I don't close in the middle of it and spend the whole tomorrow morning catching up on it." You replied turning your head to Steve. He stopped in front of you and kissed the top of your head.

"Okay, but then you're mine, right?"

"Only if you're mine." You beemed at him. He made a point of taking his phone and shutting it off.

"I'll start dinner and then you can come help me once you're done."

"What are you making?"

"Gnocchi with fresh pesto sauce and prosciutto."

"I think I might finish that much quicker." Humming, you leaned forward pecking his lips softly. Steve left your office, whistling happily and headed back to the kitchen.

Thank you for reading 🙏😊

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[captainxpryde]

Closed starter: @illyanarxsputina

Kate was in a particularly sour mood. Natasha had given her the go ahead to meet behind the scenes of the Killiseum, but she never expected to use it at all. Let alone so soon. During her important meeting with a client, her attention was hyper fixated on the battle taking place beneath their private booth. Not due to wondering the outcome, only curious how long her best friend would toy with the three fighters pitted against her. She was almost certain after the two made eye contact that the fight became much closer. After that her gaze turned into a glare.

Lockheed practically danced on her shoulders as the pair waited on their favorite battle contestant to exit. Though with folded arms and a scowl on her face, outsiders would not think Kate thought favorably of the other. The fact that the small dragon took flight meant he had caught sight of the familiar blonde hair before she did. Approaching her battle worn friend Kate stifled the joy she felt at seeing Lockheed excitedly circling her. “You know, I’ve fought demons with you. I have a hard time thinking that those three would be a challenge for you,” her head turned as her tone skewed slightly accusatory. She would be lying if she said Illyana didn’t have a way of getting under her skin easier than anyone else.