Summary: Life continues with bumps in the road, but you get over them (or at least go around them). You talked out the problems between Maria and Steve, you finally spilled the entire story of your breakup with John, and you took a big step to conquering a really big fear you still had, even all those months after your abduction. You always knew, that no matter what happened, you had some really amazing people in your life to support you and carry you through, and they came through with flying colors when you needed them.
Author Notes: First and foremost, @MsEnglish101 is my lifeline to becoming a better writer. She is such a great beta, and she has, without a doubt, improved the reading experience for all of you. Follow her – she is an awesome writer in her own right! Next, this chapter was another one that just flowed (gotta admit, I kind of love that!), and it felt really good. I always appreciate the time it takes for you to leave kudos and comments, so please let me know what you think. Enjoy!!!
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Plus-Size OFC
Word Count: 4800
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.
You had a coffee date with Maria. You were not looking forward to it, which made you feel off kilter and wrong inside. You suspected a showdown was inevitable and though conflict was not your idea of a good time, Maria thrived on it. Steve had asked if he should come to straighten things out first hand, but you knew his presence would only exacerbate the problem. For this go round, you wanted it to just be you and her hashing it out. You knew that despite her relief at your safe return, she was pissed at Steve and generally bewildered why you didn’t feel the same way. You took a deep breath when you walked into the coffee shop, saying a silent prayer that she knew how important both she and Steve were in your life. You gave her a long and hard hug when she arrived, noticing that she was just as edgy as you felt.
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?”
Summary: Being rescued was the only thing that had kept you going after you were abducted, but the recovery after was harder – you knew there was going to be a light at the end of the tunnel, a time when you wouldn’t be scared of being alone – but you were far from there. Thanks to Steve, Bucky, and the entire Avengers team, your recovery began in peace and quiet.
Author’s Notes: Thank you all for reading – I hope you like where the story is going. I am trying to keep the pace enjoyable, but still take the time to flesh out the characters. I want to give ultimate thanks to @MsEnglish101 for being an invaluable sounding board and editor. This chapter and this entire work is much better thanks to her. Please leave comments and let me know how you like it. Thanks!
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Plus-Size OFC
Word Count: 6800
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.
The next few days were a blur. Physically, you were healing, and mentally, things seemed ok, but you always felt tired and didn’t have much energy, which was strange for you. Your time with Steve was quiet – reading, watching him draw, walking, falling asleep together. Neither of you talked much about what happened, and sometimes you wished you were brave enough to bring it up. He took such care when he was with you, letting you lead and doing what made you comfortable, that you wondered if his feelings had changed from boyfriend to big brother. Sometimes, Bucky was easier to talk to – there was less shared history, less tension, and fewer expectations, which was a welcome relief.
Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh man. This is going to be a sweet, angsty, bumpy ride, isn’t it? I love that you have Phil’s daughter as the protagonist – that’ll ratchet up whatever horrors you have planned (don’t ACT like you don’t have them planned). Then, bad boy who asks the good girl for help? Sigh….I can only remember my own love of this trope in high school (but I didn’t know it was called a trope then). I also loved how she explained how to ask for help, and my own heart twinged a bit when he said he had never asked for help before. Oh boy, you’ve turned me into an AU Clint Barton fan, my friend. I’m on board for the ride…can’t wait to read more. 🙂 – Steph
Summary: You knew that this was the last day. It was either going to be the last day of your abduction, or the last day of your life. You knew Steve would save you, but you also knew life didn’t always work out the way you wanted.
Author’s Notes: I wrote this chapter faster than any other in this series, it felt like it just flowed. I hope it’s not just my bias, and that you, the reader, actually enjoy it! Thanks, as always, to @MsEnglish101 for reading, finding the plot holes, suggesting fixes, and making my writing a lot better.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Plus-Size OFC
Word Count: 5800
Warnings: Fluff, family and new relationship drama, some pretty strong angst, and explicit sexual content that is NSFW 18+. SERIOUSLY.
Sleep was useless. The floor was cold, the blankets were scratchy and you were alone. You saw the sun start to rise through the small sliver of window not covered by the blackout curtains and prayed – prayed as hard as you ever had in your entire life. You asked God to help you, to watch over your children, your parents, your siblings, your friends. You asked for peace, you asked for forgiveness for all the stupid, selfish stuff you’d ever done. Lastly, you asked for strength – the strength to do what you needed, when you needed to, without hesitation. When you opened your eyes, the sun was higher and the little sliver of light was just enough to make a silly little shadow. You brought your knees up to your chest and breathed slow and deep – even without the benefit of a clock, you knew today was it. The men holding you made it clear that they needed whatever they wanted from Steve today, or you were dead. You closed your eyes again and saw your daughters. You knew once the tears started they wouldn’t stop. You let them come. You waited for Steve.
I’m sitting here, sobbing in relief and of the mental anguish that has happened, and is yet to come. I can’t put into words how much I love this series.
Summary: Summer vacation was wonderful – time with your children, time with your boyfriend, time with your friends and family. You cherished every moment, so when your children went on their annual trip with their Dad and Steve and Bucky were called out on a mission, you took the opportunity to spoil yourself rotten. It was glorious. You should have known it was too good to last.
Word Count: 6300
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Plus-Size OFC
Warnings: Fluff, family and new relationship drama, some pretty strong angst, and explicit sexual content that is NSFW 18+. SERIOUSLY.
Author Notes: First and foremost, another huge thanks to @MsEnglish101 for being such an amazing editor – you have made this story so much better! We all know a good story has some conflict, or it’s just a children’s book – with every good, there must be some bad, or something like that. I hope you enjoy. I always love reading your feedback, so please keep it coming. Thank you!
The summer life was the life for you. Your daughters were happy with some time at camp, opportunities to make money (their kids camp success at the 4th of July party had made the rounds of all the people there, as well as friends of those there and the business was booming on the local house party circuit), and time to just lounge and chill. You had all decided to take a long weekend trip to a nearby camping ground, which specialized in “glamping” – basically a decent hotel in the woods. Though you all loved nature, you loved indoor plumbing even more. Steve was invited, but to your surprise, they also wanted Bucky to come. They asked him when he was over for the now-routine Friday family dinner, and his fork stopped midway to his mouth.
Summary: A Marvel AU fic. You and Sam Wilson were colleagues first and friends second. You were both top of the resident pool in a prestigious orthopedic surgical residency program, which left no time to start or cultivate real relationships. You had earned the spot through relentless efforts on every front, despite unwanted opinions that your plus-size pear-shaped self couldn’t hack it, and you were not interested in a relationship that could pose even the slightest risk to derailing your dream. A well-timed offer of the often-discussed, but seldom observed “sex with no strings,” started something that made you more than smile.
Word Count: 2500
Pairing: Sam Wilson x Plus-size reader insert
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUTTY SMUT. If sex without strings isn’t your thing, please don’t read. If a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to get it isn’t your thing, you should move on to the next worthy fic. If a black man and a white woman isn’t your thing, this isn’t for you. A teeny bit of angst
A/N: This started as a one-shot. Then I got some encouragement to continue it and ta-da! It’s 4 parts. Thanks to everyone who has read, liked, reblogged, and of course, commented. I loved writing this, as I never thought I could write for Sam (even though this is an AU, I find he is probably the easiest one to think of, in character, living a real life outside of the superhero world). Hope you love the way this ends, I do. 🙂 – Steph
As hospital shifts go, this one was relatively low-key. The usual summer injuries that necessitated orthopedics didn’t seem to be happening, so you had time to excessively worry about what you would say when you met with your bosses. You and Sam talked briefly, but he was covering the floor while you were in the ER, so you didn’t cross paths as much as usual.
I love how you’ve created this wonderful reader that Sam is absolutely head over heels in love with, and vice versa. She’s not perfect; she has insecurities just like all of us. So beautiful. Thank you for taking me on this journey.
Summary: A Marvel AU fic. You and Sam Wilson were colleagues first and friends second. You were both top of the resident pool in a prestigious orthopedic surgical residency program, which left no time to start or cultivate real relationships. You had earned the spot through relentless efforts on every front, despite unwanted opinions that your plus-size pear-shaped self couldn’t hack it, and you were not interested in a relationship that could pose even the slightest risk to derailing your dream. A well-timed offer of the often-discussed, but seldom observed “sex with no strings,” started something that made you more than smile.
Word Count: 2900
Pairing: Sam Wilson x Plus-size reader insert
Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUTTY SMUT. If sex without strings isn’t your thing, please don’t read. If a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to get it isn’t your thing, you should move on to the next worthy fic. If a black man and a white woman isn’t your thing, this isn’t for you. Oh, and this chapter has a teeny bit more angst.
A/N: I wanted to write, but didn’t feel like starting another multi-chapter serious fic. Ummmm, so that didn’t go according to plan. Here I am with part 3 of this, and halfway into visualizing part 4. Oh well, it’s what I love about this fanfic deal – that you can do this kind of thing just because it feels right. Not many things in life are like that. Hope you’re loving it! Let me know, I always appreciate your time and efforts in reaching out. – Steph
For the first time since you’d been….whatever you were….Sam canceled on you. He had been polite and honest, but said he just wasn’t up to coming over. You responded the only way you knew how, that you understood and hoped you would see him soon. You felt the sting of guilt and a tiny bit bigger kick of karma coming around to smack you upside the head for getting into this situation in the first place and doing the last thing you wanted to do – hurt your best friend.
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