Warnings: Sexy talk and fooling around, but nothing serious, horseplay and hi-jinx (the old-fashioned meaning of the words!)
A/N: This is my submission for @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan’s Marvel Playlist Challenge! Sam Wilson and a plus-size reader are grooving to “Shoop” by Salt-n-Pepa. Every time I hear this song, I sing along, I just love it. Thank you to Star for hosting this challenge, and many many congratulations on hitting FOUR THOUSAND followers! Totally deserved, since you’re such a gifted writer. IF you were so inclined, here’s a link to my masterlistif you’d like to check it out. Thanks so much and enjoy this little slice o’ life story. 🙂 – Steph
You drawled out the first line of the song as it hit your playlist. It didn’t matter that your hands were covered in bubbles and pruney underneath from washing dishes, you flung those arms out and sang at the top of your lungs. You snapped your hips side to side as you grabbed the dish towel and closed your eyes, using the spatula as your microphone.
“….he’s the cutest brother in here, and he’s coming this way, ooooo!”
Summary: It was time. You and your girls were returning home, for the first time since your abduction. You would miss the compound where you had recuperated and come back to real life, but you were excited to go home and start trying to live a “normal” life. Having Steve and Bucky beside you on your journey certainly made it easier, and knowing you’d have protection agents near both you and your girls, made everything better. You all had a chance to celebrate your progress and happiness before you moved back home, with an unexpected surprise from Steve.
Author Notes: Thank you everyone for reading! This chapter is a bit of an “in between-er” – the transition between one part of the story to another. I wanted to wrap up Steph’s time at the compound in a relatively direct way but also get her and her family back to Brooklyn. I hope I did it in a way that makes sense. Thanks, as always, to MsEnglish101 for her beta help – she is a lifesaver!
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Plus-Size OFC
Word Count: 5600
Warnings: Fluff, family and relationship drama, (trigger warning) healing after a trauma, some pretty strong angst, and explicit sexual content that is NSFW 18+. SERIOUSLY.
While you considered all the things you’d been asked in the last hour by Bucky and by your children, you realized it was happening – you were all going back to Brooklyn. You were relieved when you did not have a massive, all-consuming panic attack at the thought and weren’t surprised when the first person you wanted to talk to was Steve. Even though they were older, you always checked in on your girls when they slept, and since you were reunited with them, it became a necessity. You kissed them both and slipped over to Steve’s suite, the next floor up.
Thankfully, he wasn’t asleep, and smiled when he answered the door. “What’s up? Everything ok?”
Bucky hated Taft on sight. The man was everything he wasn’t. Slick, suave, charming. Once Penny had navigated the gauntlet that was her outer office area, thanking people for their cards, or emailed well-wishes, Taft was lying in wait for her in her office.
Bucky new his face, of course, but still had to stop himself from reaching for a weapon when he pushed open the door and found the man sitting in Penny’s chair with his fancy shoes perched on her desk.
His shoes were the one part of his wardrobe Bucky had refused to compromise. He’d polished the boots to a high shine, but they were still steel toed and military ready. He had a second pair designed by Stark for fancy dress, still comfortable, still steel toed and combat ready, but they just weren’t the same as the heavy boots he knew would do severe damage if he were to kick motherfucker Taft in his prissy face.
“Help you?” Bucky growled, holding Penny back.
“Penelope, my dear! I was so worried about you!” Taft cried when Penny came to a stop in the doorway.
“Good, ‘cause I ain’t making a friendship outta this. Get off your ass, we have to go.”
“Alright I’m coming.” He said getting up and walking towards the door. “And what’s with your fixation with my ass?”
“Well I see your mood has improved. And if you must know, however annoying I find you, your ass is lovely.”
Word Count: 7,820 Warnings: some fighting but not too much, sass, swearing A/N: This is my entry for @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Star’s Marvel Playlist, my song was Genie In A Bottle, by Christina Aguilera, and I used “If you wanna be with me, I can make your wish come true” and “rub me the right way” as a prompt (it’s right at the end) I also got the name of the fic from the song (it will probably make more sense in future chapters). There are some bits in german and russian, I used our alphabet because if you’re like me you like to try and read the other language even when you don’t know what it means, if there are any mistakes blame google. Also yes, I took that comeback from “Santa Clarita Diet” and I regret nothing. This is my first fic and honestly you all need to thank @stanclub for giving me the motivation and support I needed to finish and post this, she’s amazing 💕 I’ll shut up now so you can read. (Some feedback would be widely appreciated 🙂)
You waited patiently outside the warehouse, with Natasha. The mission was to take down one of Hydra’s last remaining safehouses, which is why Steve Rogers had insisted he needed to come. That made your blood boil. You had everything planned out with Natasha, Wanda and Vision when the captain decided he and Sam were better fits for the mission. So because of that you had spent 5 hours trapped inside a plane with him. You were close with Natasha, you knew her from your time in the Red Room and she was one who eventually got you out, and Sam was always fun to be with, he was great with strategies too, so you liked having him around in a mission. But you could definitely do without Steve Rogers, you only managed to go the entire plane ride to the warehouse without strangling him because, well as much as you absolutely could not stand him right now, you weren’t blind, he was insanely attractive, and to make matters worse he had gone with the stealth suit for this mission, it was your favourite.
Yes. So. Much. Yes. I absolutely love the reader in this; she’s bad ass and a fucking smart ass. The banter and tension between her and Steve is PALPABLE. Great job, love. Thank you so much for participating.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader Word count: 577 Warnings: Major fluff, angst, some cussing.
Summary: You and Bucky went out on a nice walk in the cool Autumn night, but things took a turn no one was expecting.
A/N: This is my submission for @Star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Star’s Marvel Playlist 90s edition! I had prompt #15 “I want it that way by Backstreet boys” and I’m using the lyrics “Tell me why, ain’t nothing but a mistake”, but it’s split into two different sentences said by different characters. I know I’m bad at explaining, but you’ll see. Thanks so much to Star for hosting and being a great person who can light up my day no matter what!
You and Bucky had been dating for 7 months, and damn, they were the best 7 months of your life.
After countless broken hearts and rejections, you had been hesitant of re-entering the dating pool. That is, until you say Bucky.
When you first saw him, he was walking a young, hyper German Shepherd who- despite his small size- was dragging the large man across Central Park.
“Need some help there?” You called, chest heaving with laughter as you jogged up to him.
“Uh… Y- ya, thanks.” The stranger chuckled, his cheeks turning red with embarrassment as you took the dog’s leash, giving it a sharp tug.
“What’s his name?” You asked, holding the collar to keep the dog still as he tried to break free of your grasp.
“Dick.” He muttered, shuffling his feet.
Your head snapped up at once, stifling a fit of laughter as your arm was still being yanked on by the hyper pup. “Excuse me? Dick?”
“I-it’s Richard, but everyone at the compound calls him Dick.” He explained with a chuckle, his shoulders slouching in a noticeably more relaxed posture. “I’m Bucky, by the way.”
“Y/N.” You smiled, reaching out with your free hand to rest it on his shoulder. “Well, Bucky. Looks like we have a lot of work to do with Dick.”
And with that, your relationship took off. Many longs nights of binge watching Doctor who, and hours of training the overly-hyper pup.
Now you we’re walking along the same path, hand-in-hand with your favorite super soldier.
“Do you remember the first time we met?” You asked quietly, your hand squeezing his. “Damn, Dick acted like such an entitled priss.”
“Well, if he didn’t I wouldn’t have you now.” Bucky smiled, though when you spared a glance at him his eyes were holding a certain sadness in them.
You took a quick step in front of him, your face now just a breath away from his.
“Buck, what’s wrong?” Your voice was held so much concern, so much love. He looked down at his feet, holding both of your hand gently.
He let out a quiet sigh. Pausing a moment more before speaking.
“I don’t deserve you. I love you, but you could do so much better then a broken 100 year old man. I- I’m sorry…” Bucky trailed off. Taking a single step back.
“Tell me why.” You said firmly. Squeezing his hands comfortingly.
“W-what?”
“Tell me why you feel like you don’t deserve me,” You took a step towards him, closing the gap he created and placing a small kiss on his cheek. “I want to understand.”
“Y/N, I ain’t nothing but a mistake. I’m not meant to be alive right now. I was cheated death, and became a killer. I deserve to be here, with such a wonderful woman as you.” His voice was sincere. He really believed what he was saying.
Without words, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Giving him a long, loving kiss as you could feel him relaxing.
You pulled away, just enough to look him in his striking blue eyes. “Let’s get married.”
Bucky’s eyes widened noticeably. “Wha-” before he could speak, you pressed a single finger to his lips.
“Then you’ll be stuck with me forever. I love you, Buck. And you love me. We’ll be happy together.”
He nodded once. Wrapping his arms around your waist and gave you a long, breath-taking kiss. “I’d like that.”
Awwwwww this is so very sweet. Bucky needs a dog, damnit. Thank you @doewhisper-of-windclan for participating.
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