Summary: You confront Steve after he nearly dies during a mission.
Characters: Steve Rogers x Female Reader
Word Count: 1802
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, mentions of blood, unprotected sex
Author’s Notes: This was written for my amazing friend @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan. We made a bet, I lost, she gets a one shot of her choosing. Here it is. Also written for @captialrogers All the Feels Writing Challenge. My prompt was You have no idea how much I want you right now with Steve Rogers
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Summary: The night before Steve and Bucky leave to find the HYDRA informant, you and Bucky spend some time together. The two of you take a huge step in your relationship.
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected sex
Author’s Notes: Inspired by the books/movies in the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy. I do use the books/movies as a reference, so some dialogue, etc, may sneak in. If you have an issue with this, please message me. This has taken on a life of its own and is close to rivaling my longest series in the SPN fandom (in word count, it’s passed it in number of chapters). Your comments, replies, and enthusiasm for this series keeps me going. Thank you so much for making this so much fun to write. Thank you always and forever to my amazing beta team @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan and @climbthatmooselikeatree.
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Summary: Bucky realizes why something feels off after being rescued by Steve. Words: 713 Warnings: angst, fuck is used like 12 times in one dialogue so cussing A/N: I know today was scheduled for something else but this was literally the only thing I could focus on writing. So here is day two of ficmas with a names drabble! This is Bucky’s POV. Sorry this was posted on the third, I wrote this pretty last minute and the taglist for names alone has 50 people on it so took up a lot of time.
I was glad to be rescued, glad to see Steve again. Glad that everyone else was okay. I walked back into camp behind Steve, holding the gun in my hands. A brunette woman approached Steve, looking rather annoyed. And though I was glad. I was upset. Upset that Steve was now here. That he was here in Europe, not back in Brooklyn with Marjorie.
But something still didn’t feel right. Something still felt off, and I couldn’t shake it. Even though I didn’t know why, but I had a gut feeling that something was wrong with Marjorie, that she was in danger. I didn’t say anything, I was probably just being paranoid. Steve always said I was when it came to her.
That night, I tossed and turned through the night. The feeling still hadn’t gone away and I racked my brain trying to figure out why I thought she was in such danger.
Steve itched to leave the briefing. It was impossible to concentrate, and for once, he thanked his lucky stars for his eidetic memory which gave him perfect recall as he could no more focus on Fury and his briefing then he could stop thinking about Lily.
He’d come on too strong. He knew it. Lily was hurting, and he’d been laying down innuendos and comments of an inappropriate nature. She didn’t need that from him. Not now. She needed comfort, support, and care — not grabby hands.
But she liked grabby hands. Steve tried hard to ignore the inner voice which reminded him of how genuine and uncertain she’d sounded permitting him to touch her wings; how hope and longing had filled her voice. But he’d wanted no misunderstandings and asked for clarification because he genuinely didn’t want to overstep her boundaries. Was touching a woman’s wings like grabbing her ass? How was he supposed to know without asking?
Wow. I mean, this is incredible. I never knew I needed this until now. The series is dark and intriguing and twisted and absolutely beautiful. You guys need to read this immediately.
Author’s Note: Here’s my entry to @spxderbarnes Em’s 21st Birthday Writing Challenge! I’m so excited because this is my first Bucky fic (or Marvel, rather)! I hope I get my characterization right because I love Bucky and I just love this story. Hope you enjoy this, Em! Happy Birthday, darling!
Plot: 1940s post-war era. Steve and Bucky are brothers and are teenagers, and they never served in the army because they were too young to join during the war. You find out you’re pregnant with Steve’s baby. Both Steve’s and your parents arrange for you and Steve to get married, but Steve declines. Ultimately, his father offers his other son, James (later known as Bucky), to marry you in Steve’s place.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader, Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader (eventually)
Warnings: 18+ Content! Teenage pregnancy, arranged marriage, religious theme, sexist theme, fluff, smut (of course), angst (a lot of it in this chapter), Steve being a cold jerk, characters coming from the comics (i.e. Bucky’s family), MCU characters appearing in this era (i.e. Bruce is your younger brother and some others who will appear in the next chapters).
A/N: This is it y’all. This is the end. Skip reading this if you want to miss all the sappy stuff. Writing this series has been nothing like I thought it would be. It’s made me cry and it’s made me smile like a maniac. It’s calmed me down and stressed me out. This all started with the smallest idea and through your encouragement, it became all it currently is. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for every comment and like and reblog. You’ll never know how much it all means to me. As always you can send it requests for writing or tags here. (PS let me know if you want to be moved from this tag list to another) My main masterlist is here and the series masterlist is here. So for the last time (for this series), let’s jump into it.
You woke up slowly after reaching out and finding the bed cold. Sitting up and stretching, you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. You swung your legs out of the bed and walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen. The smell of coffee and bacon greeted you, as well as the sight of a man, facing away from you, bare-backed and green plaid pajama pants slung low on his hips. Careful not to alert him to your presence just yet, you quietly walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind.
“Mornin’ handsome,” you mumbled as you kissed the spot between his shoulder blades.
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.
Chapter Summary: The worst was over – hopefully forever. The Weber, no, Strucker siblings were in federal custody but they knew their biggest threat came from the shadows. Steve and Steph finally get to enjoy a bit of married life, with a little help from their friends and they plan how to share their wonderful (and not-so-wonderful) life updates with the ones they love most.
Chapter Notes: Whoa – talk about writer’s block! I was stuck forever between the last chapter and these last 5 when I originally posted this on Ao3, but you guys have the benefit of not needing to wait too long, as I only have to format now. To quote the wise advice of my good friend @MsEnglish101, I didn’t want this series to become one life-threatening peril after another. So now – fluff and happiness! (for the most part). Big thanks to @HMarvels31 who lent me her time, ideas, and wonderful support to help craft this chapter – IF YOU ARE A BUCKY fan, or just a fan of amazing writing – go check her out on Ao3 HMarvels31 !!! Also continued thanks for all the support I get from ALL of you – I’m sorry I’ve been delinquent in responding to all your wonderful, awesome, life-affirming, giddiness-inducing comments – I just continue to struggle to find the work/home/mom-ing balance. I’ll catch up with all of you one of these days. Seriously.
Ellie and Wil knew their days were numbered. The brother and sister were denied bail after their arraignment, thanks to the influence of Captain America and The Avengers. Though they didn’t care about the government penitentiaries in which they currently resided, they knew there was a network of inmates, guards, and prison administrators connected to The Hive who would, before long, have orders to eliminate them, with the highest bounty given to whomever got the job done first, or could promise the most painful demise. They were raised HYDRA, where loyalty was rewarded as long as you were needed, and Ellie knew the best odds for survival lay with her brother. There was no one within The Hive who knew as much about the Serum project as him, and the last she knew, a successful Serum was the organization’s number one priority. She hoped it still was, at least for Wil’s sake. She didn’t hold out as much hope for herself.
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