The Last Breath || Steve Rogers x reader

December 13, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Summary: Fight against Thanos takes a dramatic turn.

Warnings: Major character’s death, overall sadness.

Words: 1600

Request by: herdofsambars

Authors: Rouge & Cass

Everything was incredibly still.

The pain that once burned like fire had faded away to an icy numbness. You didn’t pay attention to it anymore. You were running through the jungle, just to find Steve. You had to find Steve. It was your target.

And when you saw him getting injured by Thanos who was laughing at his own actions, you felt like your soul has split.

There was something in that shout, a pain behind it. You simply watched. You watched Steve’s eyes. Then you knew that the anger was nothing but a shield for pain, like a cornered soldier randomly throwing out grenades, scared for his life, lonely, desperate. You breathed in real, looking Thanos straight in the eye, and when he dissapeared, you approached Steve slowly, sanking on your knees right next to him.

Steve looked at you trying to force a comforting smile, he already knew what was coming.

He lowered his glance and looked at the bloody spot right in the middle of a place where a silver star from his uniform used to be.

“It will be okay,” he tried his best to assure you but was there really a point?

He could feel every inch of his body screaming from pain, his breath was getting rapid and the wound was bleeding heavily, staining his uniform.

Was it really his end?
Steve could feel how his body began to give up and he slumped completely on the ground, grabbing your arm tightly, he could feel the panic rising in his mind. Right now, the brave Captain America was gone, there was only Steve Rogers, just a scared boy from Brooklyn.

“Y/N…,” he breathed out.

You inhaled a trembling breath, sweat accumulating on your skin, an icy cold.

“Yes? Yes, Steven?” You asked, barely moving your lips.

You reached out and touched his cheek.

Steve was getting pale slowly and you did anything you could to hold your tears back.

‘It’s… It’s getting so cold, why..?“ Steve mumbled.
Even talking was getting harder, he tried to desperately squeeze your arm harder in a quiet scream for help but all he could do was to twitch his fingers, he was losing control, and this was sending even bigger waves of fear through his already weak body.

Steve tried to move, grasping onto remained vestiges of his strengths, he could simply feel how gravitation was pulling him toward the ground and he could do nothing about this.

Stain on his uniform was only getting bigger and bigger, it was already reaching his stomach and blood didn’t stop pouring out of the wound.

"Y/N… Please… Do something! Save me… I don’t wanna vanish…” Steve thought that he was screaming but in fact, it was nothing more than a pathetic whimper of a person that was looking for a salvation.

Just like those clouds above, your insides were in a chaos. A mess. Something was bothering you. Something was hurting you. Something ached inside you.
Something felt so wrong, so invalid but you couldn’t tell what. You tried to pin point the cause for this unexplained pain but failed. You tried to reason this unbearable burning but didn’t find any. Everything felt so confused, just like a jumbled set of a puzzle.

And then you realized.
Previously unspoken fear has torn your insides apart, from mind to soul.

Steve was dying and there was nothing you could have done to help him, to save his life like he’s done many times for you.

“Breathe…,” you whispered, leaning over him, “I’m with you, you’re not alone… I’m with you till the end of the line.”

“Y/N… Y/N, please, help me… I can’t feel my legs. Why my chest… Why is it so heavy?” Steve asked with a quiet whimper.

With every minute Steve felt like strength was draining out of him, he couldn’t move, he was cold, and every breath was painfully hard to take.

He wasn’t ready to go, he didn’t want to go.

He was Captain America himself but on the other hand maybe it was a good thing.

Steve was fighting through his whole life. Maybe it was a good time to give up?
With these thoughts, Steve calmed down and embraced the fact that he was drifting away into the darkness. This was his real salvation, no more fighting nor saving the world.

He smiled at you weakly while his eyes filled with tears.
“Is this the end Y/N, right? Do you think they all are waiting for me? All of my friends? Mom and dad? Peggy?”

You simply sobbed into his chest unceasingly, hands clutching at his uniform covered in dirt, blood and dust.

Steve held you in silence, rocking you a bit as your tears soaked his chest. A tiny lapse let you pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before you collapsed again, your howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling you back into the outstretched arms of his grief.

“Don’t leave me, Steve. Just hold on, I will get help for you, just wait for me, and don’t close your eyes. We will pull you out of this, okay? Just don’t you dare to close your eyes, Rogers!”
Your grief has turned into a panic mixed with dose of helplessness.

You looked around, trying to figure out where you could have started with looking for other team members but you were too afraid to leave Steve alone.

Steve took your cheeks into his hands, looking you right in the eyes.
“Y/N, it’s over, I can’t fight anymore. I’m afraid this is the end,” he said quietly and pressed his lips to yours.
It was his goodbye to you, the death was slowly coming to harvest his soul.

Was he scared? He couldn’t tell, he was truly scared of what was coming but at the same time, he felt happy. Steve was going into a better place, where everyone was awaiting him.

His hand slipped into your palm.
“Y/N, please. Be brave and don’t cry. I had a wonderful life here, I couldn’t ask for more. Finish what we all have started,” Steve smiled at you slightly as his eyelids became heavier.
He started to slowly drifting away, and at this point no one could stop it.

You became quiet, yet you have wanted to scream and shout all these emotions out of you, it would be easier that way. Unfortunately, your throat was swollen, so you couldn’t even properly breathe.

You laid next to him, nuzzling into his neck, trying to be as close as it was possible.

“I’m sorry, for all I’ve done, for how awful person I was many times, for all the moments when I disobeyed you…,” you were counting quietly. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t have saved you, Steve… Forgive me, my love…”

You pulled up a bit to reach his pale lips. You pressed yours to his for the very last time, letting the tears roll down your cheeks.

*********

Steve felt weird, he expected to see nothing but darkness, instead he felt the warmth.

He looked down at his body, inspecting every little inch; his uniform, blood and whole suffering were gone.

The place was warm and oddly familiar, Steve looked around and then recognized it. It was one of those places where young soldiers used to hang out before they were sent on the front.

“Excuse me, handsome,” he heard a voice and felt like someone grabbed his palm. “I believe you promised me a dance, sir.”

Steve turned his head only to see Peggy smiling at him.

He gladly returned the smile. “I believe so, too,” Steve answered and followed Peggy on a dance floor.

Steve wrapped his arms around her waist while she wrapped hers around his neck.
“You did a great job, soldier but the war is over now, Steve. No more fighting, no more suffering,” Peggy whispered and gently caressed his cheek.

“I know,” Steve nodded and smiled.

*********

The sun shone brilliantly and the virescent colour of the spring day under it’s glare was offensively bright and cheerful. It was as if they conspired to show you how the world would go on without Steve. It shouldn’t. Everything should be as grey and foggy as my emotions, it should be cold and damp with silent air. But the birds still sang and the flowers still bloomed. You walked through the churchyard like a silhouette of yourself, wishing you really were as insubstantial as the shadows so that your insides might not feel so mangled.

The battle against Thanos was lost.
Not many of your colleagues have survived.

But now, all of you met up again, at the funeral of Captain America. And you were the one to make a speech.

“I could write a million letters, each one the same as the last in sentiment and cadence. They stay the same, only the word arrangement changes. It boils down to one thing, we all miss you…,” you said, trying to keep your head straight, “You should be here. Ultimately, no one knows if that is selfish or not and even if it is, to hell with the rest of the world and their opinions. You should be here. I miss you. Your pretty blue eyes, beautiful smile, wily heart, torn mind, and kind, tortured soul. My heart is missing an integral piece, a part that keeps it from working correctly. I miss you, Steven Grant Rogers. And I do hope you finally found your peace.”

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mental void || General Hux x Reader Drabble

December 12, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Summary: General Hux visiting you in the hospital.

Warnings: none

Words: 955

Request by: Anonymous

Authors: Rouge & Cass

You laid there quietly, keeping your eyes closed, matching your breaths to the beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed, the only indications of your heartbeat, your existence.
Your legs were numb. Curiosity slowly pried open your swollen eyes to meet a dismal view of a grey colored hospital room, the door a navy blue. You immediately knew it was locked, this was to keep you in here, not them out.
You slid your eyes sideways, they’d handcuffed your wrists to the bed bars. Short, but plenty deep cuts ran along your arms, beyond was your chart.

The door slid open and someone has entered the room.
It was no one else but Armitage Hux, general of the First Order himself.
“Ah! I see you are finally awake. How do you feel?” ginger man asked, his look was full of revulsion and disapproval. He walked closer to your bed, removing his leather gloves on the way.

“You want to know more about my mental illness but you’re scared to ask, that’s right isn’t it. How did I know that? I know these things, plus it’s kinda obvious after what have I done on the Jakku,” you almost giggled but your laughter quickly faded away. “I almost got it, Hux. And I don’t regret!”

He winced and shook his head. “Why would I be scared to ask about such a stupid thing. Do you think I care about your little, fragile mind? To be completely honest I am surprised that no one ever noticed how distorted your mind and behavior are,” Hux explained, observing every inch of your body. “I always thought that mental illness drives the madness that helps in killing. Apparently, it pushes you more into self-destruction,” man muttered, leaning over you.

You shrugged. “You think I care. As soon as I will leave this room, I’ll try once again. And once again, and once again, until I will win,” you smirked as you rolled your eyes, your blood preassure has incrased and it hit you hard. “I won’t be serving as one of your killing machines, I would rather die than take part in all this.”

General completely ignored your bubbling and continued with his own thoughts.
“I am deeply shocked that you tried to desert, you were one of the best soldiers.
How could you? We gave you everything,” he said, looking around, and then his eyes moved to you. “Leave this room? Do you really think we will let you go anyway, just like that? You are really crazy.”

You laughed shortly, trying to get up from bed. “Trust me, I will end that cruel crusade, sooner or later. First Order cannot just take whatever it wants. You’ll be dead soon, trust me, General,” you struggled with ties. “There’s more than just me among your people. A lot of them don’t agree with your policy. You’ll see this, soon.”

Hux smiled, watching your struggles.
“Oh, trust me, no one is going to stand against me or The First Order. I will have to make sure they will dig deeper into your mind, hope that some more indoctrinations and some tortures will be just fine for you. I would use someone like you among my people,” he said, gripping your chin and forcing you to look at him.
“You will be just fine, sweetheart.”

You spitted straight at his face, than laughed shortly, showing your teeth.
“I think you should leave now, General,” you said simply, turning your head aside. “We’re brought up in culture of fear and coercion, so what do you think comes out first when the mind loosens? That’s right, it is the scariest damn thing that can ever happen to you. The devil himself will come and unless you can face down every fear, own your guilt in a healthy way, you’re screwed, Hux. I know what have you done many years ago, so you do, too. It hunts you every sleepless night, right?”

Hux chuckled, wiping the spit from his face.
“Listen, there was someone who thought just like you. He didn’t end up well and no, it doesn’t hunt me. I am more than happy that this old bastard is dead and I am happy with what I’ve done,” he put his gloves back on and petted your head. “If I can be completely honest, I don’t care about you nor others. You are just a cannon fodder. You are replaceable, no one care if you are dead or alive, no one will cry after your eventual death,” man hummed, looking at you, “I do hope that some high voltage will help restore your mindset, so… Hopefully see you soon, CS-445 or Y/N.”

After these words he simply left your room.

You struggled few more moments but when no result has come, you had given up.
You put your head on a pillow, sighing loudly, deep inside you knew it was the beginning of your true end. Hux was a cruel, emotionless man, and you knew he would have done whatever to keep First Order strong. Your mind was dark, subsisting on the burnt tinder of who you were. In these ashes there was nothing to even renew a spark. All you could do was huddle in this moment, live from heartbeat to heartbeat. You felt like the world wasn’t really there at all, like it was stolen and replaced with something empty, photoshopped, fake. It made sense in a weird way, the real world gave you feelings of joy. You felt connected to it, part of it.
But either it was taken away or you were; every second of every minute of every day, all you could do was to float in the void.

Who’s in Charge Here?|| Steve Rogers x Reader Smut

November 28, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Summary: You’re new to Avengers but unfortunately, you don’t get well with Captain Rogers, so by every occasion, you’re mean to him and disobey his commands. It’s like this until that one specific night when Steve shows who is in charge at the Tower.

Warnings: Smut, Language, Unprotected Sex, Oral Sex (male receiving)

Words: 3456

Request by: @themine-ismine

Authors: Rouge & Cass

This was to have been another boring day.

You got up earlier than ever before, with attend to train a bit before shower.

You did as you planned. Then, you changed clothes for something more casual yet elegant, and you were ready to get downstairs for a breakfast.

Living in Avengers Tower wasn’t easy for you, as a new member. You had a lot to learn in a short period of time, and everyone was expecting a lot from you. But you gritted the teeth and tried to hold on.

Steve frowned as soon as he spotted you in the dining room. He was wearing sweatpants and a simple t-shirt that was emphasizing his well-built torso.
“You know this is not a fashion show, kid,” he said, eyeing you from head to toe as he crossed arms on his chest.

Steve expected a lot from you, he wanted you to keep up with the team. For him, you were just a kid among adults, so he tried his best to temper your stubbornness, and to improve your skills.

A roll of your eyes had to be enough as the answer for him. “Whatever. I wanna feel comfortable,” you shrugged as you took a sip of your tea. “Have ya seen Banner? He asked me for help in the laboratory,” you explained shortly, focusing on a bread that you were cutting.

“Yes, I met him today and he doesn’t need you anymore. I took care of this. You will spend the day with me and Bucky at the gym. You need to improve yourself if you want to stay here,” Steve told you and he started to make himself a coffee. “And better change clothes. I don’t wanna see you in those during the training. Do you understand?”

You cocked your brow, being already exhausted by his words.
“What’s wrong with them? I won’t change anything only because you want me to, Mr Cap-Know-It-All-Rogers,” you snorted, taking a bite of your sandwich. “I don’t wanna train. I did after waking up, I don’t think another round is necessary.”

You aren’t the one that decides here. You want to keep up with the team, so you have to work on this. If you won’t, you will be kicked out,“ he warned as he rolled his eyes.
"So better cooperate or go pack your stuff now because we’re not gonna keep you in here when you get tired after a five-minute run,” he summed up and walked past you.
“Better warm up before training. I won’t go easy on you,” Steve added before leaving dining room.

You stopped chewing the sandwich and simply threw rest of it on the plate.
“What an asshole,” you mumbled to yourself as you quickly finished your tea.

You got back to your room.
After quick look into your closet, you decided to put black leggins and grey tank top on.
Then you headed downstairs, straight to the gym.

As you were waiting for Captain to show up, you started doing some push-ups.

“Hey, kid! Don’t overwork yourself!” Bucky laughed happily, and smiling at you, he quickly decided to join you in doing push-ups.
“What are you doing here, Y/N?” He asked, looking at you briefly, then he used his metal hand to do some one hand push-ups.

You only smirked.
“Stop showing off your strength, Barnes!”

When you finished another push-ups round, you sat on the mattress, taking deep breaths.

You also decided to explain the situation to Bucky.
“Our beloved, infallible Captain has ordered me to come to the gym, so here I am,” you shrugged.

Bucky sat next to you and giggled.
“Don’t worry, it’s only Steve,” he shrugged.

“I must say, I am impressed,” Steve said as he just entered the gym and looked at you and Bucky. “Finally you did what I asked you about. Now! Butts up, both of you. Buck, you can do what you want, and Y/N, you’re gonna train with me.”

Bucky smiled and pet your shoulder.
“I wish you luck, kid.”

Steve smirked at you.
“Ready?”

You got up lazily.
“No. I would rather do this with our super assassin than with you.”
Your reply was full of malice but you didn’t care.

You crossed arms on your chest, glaring up at Steve.
“So?”

“What do you mean by ‘so’? Come on, little bunny, attack me,” he smiled at you.
“Unless you are scared of me,” Steve mocked only to motivate you.

As lazily as you could you approached him and punched his arm. “Here ya go, fear me,” you murmured.

Steve raised his eyebrow, looking at you.
“Seriously, kid?”

He then grabbed back of your neck and quickly knock you down. Steve pressed his knee to your back.
“That was so easy that it’s funny. Comfortable, kid?” He asked sarcastically, smiling at you. “Do you realize it’s not some kind of a game, don’t you?”

You hissed, the sharp pain ran through your lower back as he pressed it with his knee.
“Get off me, Rogers,” you snorted loudly, struggling to free yourself. “I know all this. But I have 0 motivation. You won’t make me obedient by constant screams and lectures, get it?” You almost yelled, trying to turn your head aside.

Steve pressed his knee to your back even harder.
“Then better find motivation, because no one is gonna babysit you during the fight. This is not some kind of game, you are a superhero now and yet you act like a spoiled brat. I am not gonna tolerate this in my team,” he growled at you.

“Wo-ho… Steve, pal. Calm down or you will break her in half,” Bucky stepped in, trying to stop his friend. “This is not the way, pal.”

When you finally freed yourself, you rolled on your back and breathed deeply.

Then you got up and threw Steve an angry glance.
“Go fuck yourself, Rogers, because you’re unbearable!” You screamed at him.

You turned around and wiped the tear that formed in the corner of your eye quickly, so none of them could see it.

After that you grabbed your stuff and left the gym.

Bucky looked at Steve and shook his head, then he ran after you.
“Y/N! Y/N! Wait!” Bucky called after you and soon caught you up.
“Hey, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, right?” Bucky asked with a worried voice.

Even if Bucky was an emotionless, killing machine in his past, suffering of others wasn’t a thing that he was just about to ignore then.

“Hey, need a big supersoldier hug?” Bucky asked, trying his best to cheer you up.

You instinctively nuzzled to him, trying to wrap arms around his torso.
“I hate him,” you explained openly, “I really do. He trests me like this since the very beginning. I hate him. He thinks he knows everything but truth is he can’t even cope with his past, and he uses me as a fucking training bag. He openly humiliates me in front of others. But he is no one to me. You should be our leader, not him,” you cried briefly.

Bucky blinked and hugged you tightly.
“God, doll. You make me blush. Please, I know Steve for a really long time. He just wants you to keep up with us. You are young, beautiful and new here,” man explained, petting your hair. “I have an idea. Tony organizes some kind of little team party. You should join us this evening. There will be snacks, beer, it will be nice. What do you say?” Bucky asked and put hand to your cheek, forcing you to look at him.

You let out a deep sigh but nodded.
“Okay. I can give it a shout. But if he will be somewhere near, I swear to Thor, I will leave,” you said firmly. “See you then, Bucky.”

Bucky walked you to the living room, where the party was taking place.
“Go on and have some fun, and don’t worry, doll. It will be okay, Steve will be a good boy. Now excuse me, I need to go and annoy Tasha for a bit,” Barnes winked at you and quickly walked away.

Steve saw you and waved his hand.
“Hey, Y/N, come here,” he said with smile.

However, you passed him by, pretending he wasn’t there.

You were completely not in a mood for the party, and especially for Steve and his problems.

You approached a bar that was set up in one of the corners, and you took a seat at the high chair, ordering yourself a glass of whiskey.
You crossed legs, guarding your skirt to not go too high along your thighs.

Steve joined you few minutes later.
“Hey, you are ignoring me, why?” Rogers asked, looking at you. “I saw that you came here with Bucky. Are you two a thing?” Steve asked you next question, he sounded a bit frustrated.

You looked at him with the corner of your eye, then you leant to the bartender.
“Can you tell this guy to leave me alone?”

Man behind the bar only smiled at your words, and gave another glass to Steve.

You turned head, you searched for Bucky.
“Maybe. None of your business.”

Steve offered you his hand and smiled at you softly.
“Please, come with me. I won’t hurt you, I swear to Thor. I won’t do anything this time, I just wanna talk.”

“You’ve talked today. I came here to have fun, not to listening to another lecture by you, Mr Know-It-All,” you reminded, “now you can go look for your Sharon, I bet I saw her somewhere here…” You grinned widely. “I am still impressed how she can even cope with someone like you.”

“It’s not gonna be a lecture. Please? Oh, come on! I am not interested in her at all, I have someone else on my eye…” Steve sighed deeply. “Please, Y/N. Come with me.”

Finally, you emptied your glass and got up from the chair, smoothing your frilled skirt.
“You have 10 minutes,” you said simply as you looked at him

Steve grabbed your hand and led you at one of an empty corridors. It was partly dark and quiet.

“Do you even know how annoying you are? You just came here and you think you can do whatever you want,” Steve muttered and suddenly pinned you to the wall. “Look at yourself, such a beauty. You just provoke me with all those skimpy clothes, even this dress now. You drive me crazy every day, doll,” Steve whispered right into your ear. “And you know what? There is no Sharon nor anyone else who could catch my eye like you did. I could watch you every day.”

You blinked.

In first moment you didn’t know what to do.
You weren’t sure if you should start screaming for help nor just punch his jaw and run away.

Yet, you blushed a bit as his words.
“First of all, it’s not a dress. Actually, it’s a skirt,” you explained. “And secondly, I am afraid you’re drunk, Steven…” You whispered.

Somehow you were afraid of this man, even if you knew he wouldn’t hurt you, ever.

“I need to give you some lesson, girl. I can’t get drunk due to the supersoldier serum perk,” he smiled at you. “You have no idea how frustrating it is to know that you are here, that I may lose you one day. I tried to make you leave but you are just too fucking stubborn,” Steve growled and moved to your neck. “At the same time, you are so beautiful that I have problems with controlling myself. I am so sorry if I hurt you today, I never meant this, Y/N,” Steve purred and kissed your neck gently.

Your muscles tensed within second when his lips touched your sensitive skin. You bite your lip to hold the moan on.
“So, why you wanted to talk to me now?” You asked slowly, pressing your back more to the cold wall.

He laughed and put his forehead on your shoulder.
“Really, Y/N? Okay, so maybe this will be a good answer for you…”

After these words Steve pressed his lips to yours in a deep kiss, his hands traveled to your hips.

You were cut off by the kiss, and you didn’t pretest at all.

You let him kiss you the way he wanted, you let him slip his tongue into your mouth, and surprisingly, you did enjoy it.

Steve growled into the kiss and then picked you up.
“This will be fun,” he smiled and carried you to his room.

There he threw you on the bed and climbed on top of you.
“Shall we see what are you hiding under this Skirt?” Steve teased.

“Hey, hey, slow down!“ You couldn’t help but giggle.

You pushed him off of yourself and you got up. When he sat at the edge of the bed, you stood between his legs.

"I don’t know. You were rude to me today,” you summarized, “I don’t know if you deserved any of this…”

You slowly brushed your thighs, grabbing the hem of your skirt. With a swing in your hips you turned around, revealing upper part of your thighs, just enough for him to notice your panties.

Steve got up and grabbed your hips, pulling you closer. He pressed you against his chest.
“Then I will continue to be rude, sweetheart,” Steve purred into your ear and moved his hand between your legs.

He chuckled.
“Someone is already wet for me, bad girl as always.”

You licked your dry lips and put your palm on his hand, forcing him to rub your pussy through material of your panties.

As you were pressed to him, you could easily feel Steve getting harder, ever through his jeans.

You turned your head a bit to let him kiss you.

Steve covered your mouth with a kiss and smiled.
“You’ve been a very bad girl today, you didn’t listen to things I’ve said, you were really mean to me,” Steve muttered in a low voice.

His hand slowly moved your panties aside, he wasted no time and pushed two fingers inside of you.

Steve hummed happily. “So tight and wet, just for me. I’m gonna fuck you hard tonight, doll. You’re gonna scream my name so loud that whole tower will hear you.”

You took a deep breath, still holding on his hand.

It felt so nice to have his fingers inside, you could already imagine how amazing it will be to have his cock in your pussy.

You forced him to pull his hand back, you slowly licked on his long fingers, humming.

Then you turned around in his arms and without any word you started to undoing his belt, your eyes on his.

Steve watched you carefully.
“You are still a naughty girl. Really naughty girl. On your knees, sweetheart,” he ordered, looking you right in the eyes. “And be a good girl this time.”

You slowly got on your knees and unzipped his fly, licking your lips.

You pulled his half erected cock out of his jeans, and a little smirk crawled onto your mouth.

Even then you could say that he was big. The biggest you’ve ever seen before.

You grabbed his base and pumped it few times before you took him into mouth.

“Now you are good girl. I’m proud,” Steve sighed deeply and moved his hands into your hair, he started to move your head up and down his shaft.
“This feels so good, Y/N. Keep doing this and I will cum,” Steve warned you. You pulled his dick out of your mouth only to spit on him. You pumped your hand few times, from his head to the bottom of his base, spreading your saliva all over his shaft. You pulled his cock up, pressing it to his lower stomach, you licked along his length, using only tip of your tongue. Then you sucked on his tip for a while, only to push his cock deep down your throat while massaging his balls.
You used your free hand to rub your pussy and slip fingers in.

Steve growled and tugged on your hair, pulling you away.
“Sorry, sweetheart, I need to fill this tight, little pussy with my cum,” he mumbled and forced you to lay down on the bed. After that, he slipped his jeans down his legs kicking them aside.

“Let’s see how this little pussy feels around my cock.”
Steve pulled your skirt up, exposing you completely as you managed to get rid of your shirt and bra moment before.

Steve grabbed his member and guided himself slowly into you, moaning deeply as he entered your pussy.

Captain started to trust in a steady pace, holding your hips tightly.
“Fuck, you feel so good, sweetheart. So tight, so wet and all this is mine,” he grunted.

You squeezed your breasts, your eyes never left his.
“God, yes… I didn’t know it can be that amazing, fuck…” you murmured quietly, taking a hold of his strong forearm. “Just like that..” you spit on your fingers and rubbed your pussy while Steve was fucking you. “God, feels so good. Show me how much you’ve wanted it, c’mon!”
The urge of getting fucked nicely was too huge for you, so you dragged your nails down his back as you wrapped your leg around his hip.

“Hope I won’t snap you in a half,” Steve muttered and started to thrust faster, using all of his strength.

His thrusts were so hard that bed started to crack dangerously.

“I’m gonna make you cum so hard, doll,” Steve growled and his hand traveled to your pussy, he pushed two fingers into you. “Nice and full,” he summed up before kissing and biting your neck.

You were moaning deeply, rubbing yourself.
You slipped your second hand into his hair.
“Mmm, that’s it, Steven. Fuck me like you’ve dreamt about since I joined your team,” you encouraged him.

After some time you used all of your strength to push him off of you. You then straddled him, slowly pushing his cock back into your cunt.
You started to rock your hips slowly, basing your hands on his muscular chest to support yourself.

Steve gasped and grabbed your hips so tightly that you knew he will leave bruises. “My good girl. Ride that cook until I cum inside this tight pussy, ride it faster! I am not made of glass,” he smiled, rolling his hips before moving hand between two of you, straight to your clit.
Steve started to slowly rub it, putting some pressure on from time to time.

“Yes! Yes…” You moaned loudly, scratching his chest. “Fuck, I wanna you to cum inside of me,” you said, “fill me to the brim,” you licked your lips.

You were going up and down his cock as fast as you could.

When you felt your walls squeezing his dick, you increased your pace, his name was the only thing to leave your lips.

Steve quickly flipped you over, so he was on top again, he threw your legs on his shoulders, pushing himself even deeper inside your cunt.
“I’m gonna cum, sweetheart. Gonna fill this little pussy. You’ll be mine now.”

His peace was fast and thrusts were deep, soon Steve pushed himself as deep as he only could only to cum deep inside of you, moaning your name loudly.

His name rolled from your mouth as your pussy started to clenching rhythmically around his hard member. You arched your back and rolled head on the pillow.
You rock your hips few more times, trying to catch a proper breath.

You were covered in sweat but you didn’t mind.

Your eyes met his and you reached hands to cup his cheeks.

“You’re a fucker still but well, I gotta admit that was delicious. I guess I will be even more problematic now, just to be punished again,” you winked at him, slipping hand between two of you. Then, you licked your fingers, tasting his cum. “Mmm, someone likes coffee here.”

Steve laughed and shook his head.
“Be a good girl and you will get this on a daily basis, and I won’t kick your ass on training so often,” he teased you, then pulled you closer.
“Let’s rest now,” Steve offered.

You let him put his boxers back on, and when he laid next to you, you simply rested your head on his muscular torso, letting him wrap his strong arm around your waist.
“I’m naked still, Cap,” you teased, “But I’m keen on this idea. But tomorrow it’s gonna be me who will kick your ass on training.

His Ego || Stephen Strange x Reader.

November 27, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Summary: You are taking care of Strange shortly after his accident

Warnings: None.

Words: 1327

Request by: Anonymous

Authors: Cass & Toro

You loved your job.
Helping others was your longtime passion, you couldn’t imagine yourself anywhere else but in a hospital, unfortunately, last few weeks were a horror to you.

Stephen Strange has ended up in the hospital due to his car accident. After that he went through five doctors and several nurses, and all of them told the one thing: ‘I am not going back to him.’

Stephen Strange wasn’t the easiest person to deal with. He was an arrogant long before that accident but then it was even worst – a mix of his arrogance and anger.

Soon there was no more doctors that wanted to even enter Strange’s room and someone in his condition couldn’t just stay alone.

You gathered all of your courage and decided to go there by yourself.

You entered room slowly. “Stephen?”

He raised his brow with a deep sigh leaving his mouth. “What now? Another dose of pills that will miraculously heal me? Nor maybe you’ve come here to see the best neurosurgeon in the world who is not even able to hold a stupid mug in his hands, huh?!” Strange was raising his voice with each word he was speaking out loudly.

You sighed deeply and shook your head gently.
“I came here to see the patient, no matter who he is. I am not here to judge you and you good know this.”

You already had to fight the urge to hit him. You had to listen to his screams and now they were directed straight at you, it was really over the line.

Strange turned his head to the window, not saying a word. He started to pretend he was alone in the room.

You let out another sigh and your hands dropped to your sides.
“Please, Stephen. Cooperate with us. You know we all want what’s the best for you,” you said moving closer to his bed. “Come on, show me your hands,” you requested as you sat on the edge of his bed.

Former doctor struggled, trying his best to roll on his right side.
“Fuck off,” he only hissed. “I don’t need your help. I don’t need anyone to feel sorry about me. I’ll be fine by my own. If they wouldn’t have done that to me, it wouldn’t be that bad right now. They fucked my entire life.”

“Stephen… I don’t do this because I feel sorry for you. I do because this is my job and I am kinda the only one standing by your side since you effectively scared others away.”

You watched him for a moment, thinking what more you could add.

“I want to remind you that if not other doctors, you would have lost your hands for real. You good know that you still have a chance, you just need to give yourself time to heal.”

“Time to heal, huh?!” Stephen turned his head to face you. “Do you hear your own words?! They’ve destroyed all the nerves that left! They could have done it other way, inserting a simple fucking stents in my hands! That would truly help! And now they’re sending someone like you,” he threw you a disdainful glance. “Pathetic.”

You shook your head and got up.
“You are the pathetic one right now, Strange. Look at yourself, you are the one on this bed. You are the one that was reckless enough to use your fucking phone while driving! Kids in kindergarten know that you should never do this!” You growled. “You should at last be grateful that we saved your ass, and that for now we waste our time to deal with such a stubborn asshole like you. I am leaving now but I will be back later,” you simply informed him and then left.

Strange only shrugged his arms slightly and rested his head on the pillow.

He closed his eyes and let the thoughts drift away.

He was almost falling asleep but a sudden thought crawled into back of his head.

You were absolutely right. If he wouldn’t be that stupid to check upon his phone while driving, he wouldn’t be where he was then.

However, he still was too proud to admit that it was him who was mistaken.

You returned to your office and decided to do a bit of your work before dinner time.

You had to somehow relieve your stress and anger after visiting Stephen. Even if you knew it won’t be easy, you set yourself a goal to change his behavior.

During the dinner time you decided to order something in the cafeteria and take it to Stephen.

When he heard someone entering his room, he theatrically rolled his eyes.
“I don’t want whatever you have there. I am not interested. At all. Leave me alone.”

“Yes, yes. But you know what? I don’t care, just like you,” you said and smiled at him holding a tray. “It’s dinner time so I decided to jump to the cafeteria and get you something warm because even you need to eat,” you put the tray on his bedside table.

“And how do you imagine this, huh?” He snorted. “How can I eat with those?” man pointed at his bandaged palms. “I think I have to consider your intelligence level, darling,” Strange growled.

You took a deep breath, you could feel anger slowly building up again but you only bit inside of your cheek, trying to control yourself.
“I always can take bandages off and help you with eating. It’s not really a problem,” you shrugged, putting hands into pockets of your coat.

“To you it may not be a problem but to me it’s a fucking shame but sure, of course, who would even care what fucking Strange feels,” man summed up angrily. “Do what the hell you want, I have it deep in my asshole.”

“Stephen. I meant unwrapping your hands. I never said that I don’t care. Sure I do,” you rubbed bridge of your nose. “I understand you are ashamed of your condition but you can’t act like this. Please. If you want I can even feed you.”

Stephen shrugged slightly. But this time he didn’t protest.
He let you unwrap his palms, he also let you take a spoon and feed him.

You smiled at him as soon as you finished.

You got up and went to wash your hands.
“You see! It wasn’t that hard, Stephen. Now please, be a good boy and show me your hands.”

He did without complaining.
“And? What are you gonna do with them? Are you gonna heal me? No one can, that’s the truth,” he clenched teeth.

“I am a doctor here and I need to check on them to see how wounds are healing, if you like it or not,” you responded, taking a seat on the edge of bed.

You gently took one of his palms into yours and studied it carefully, later you repeated this with other hand.

“They are healing, it looks very nicely, I must say. Would you like me to bandage them back?” You asked looking at him, still holding his hand.

“Do whatever you have to,” Strange sighed out loudly. “Besides, I thought you’re an ordinary student nor nurse, how funny,” his voice sounded more wryly than he attended, so he grinned, cocking his brow.

You lurk around to get new bandages for him and quickly came back to wrap his palms.
“Well, because of your lovely attitude no one wants to come here, so I need to be everyone to you,” you explained, carefully wrapping his hands. “I hope you will feel more comfortable for now but you know what, Stephen?”

He tilted his head slightly.
“No. Tell me.”

“I think you still have beautiful hands,” you stated and smiled at him, then raised on your feet. “If you will need anything, just ring for the nurse. I will be in my office. And remember, it’s gonna be better.”

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November 26, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Hello everyone,
We would like to say sorry to all of you.
For past few months our blog was quiet, and there were many reasons for this situation from our side.

Cass was and is currently focused on her school.

Toro is dealing with serious health issues, also his work is rather absorbing.

Rouge and Beast had a really hard time – they’ve splitted. Beast has left but Rouge is still with us.

We also have the old member returing to us! Our team will be filled again!

We would like to make our blog great again. On this occasion, we please you to send us some requests.
We will do our best to keep the deadlines this time.

November 25, 2018December 13, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Imagine: Cuddling with Poe
Requested by: @hail-kylo-ren

“You know what? I love to cuddle with you,” Poe said
quietly, nuzzling to your shoulder.“You smell so go, you are warm and soft. I
wish I could hug you for every minute of my life.”

You smiled and stroked his hair.“I know this. Same
goes to you.”

Poe wrapped his arm tighter around your waist, pulling
you even closer, then he looked at you.“Do you know that you are beautiful?” He
asked.

“I know this. You tell me this every day,” you said, stroking
his cheek.

“Still not enough,” Poe sighed and nuzzled to your
hair.

“Get to a room you two!” Snap muttered.

“Yea. We are really glad you two get along SO WELL but
please, not in de middle of canteen during the dinner. I don’t want to get
diabetes,” Jessica added.

You giggled and blushed deeply, patting Poe’s shoulder.“Poe…
They are right. This isn’t a right place..”

He lazily moved his head away from your shoulder and
nodded. “Well. So let’s go somewhere else!”

He picked you up and walked away with
you in his arms.

AUTHOR: Cass

November 22, 2018December 13, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Imagine: Finding the Porg.
Requested by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

You were walking around Falcon, admiring this old, still working ship.
It was an incredible experience to you but coldness was a bit frustrating.
You were wandering like this for a while before you heard a quiet sound, it was something like a chirps.

You looked around but didn’t really see anything, so you decided to follow the sound to find a source.
You were looking for ten minutes, until you’ve found a little bird-like creature, hiding in the vent.

“Hey… What are you doing here, little buddy? It’s not too safe for you to be in such a place,” you took off vent’s cover and smiled gently. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.”

Creature looked at you and blinked with those big eyes. It ran up to you and nuzzled to your jacket.

You blinked.
“Oh… You are cold. Well, you aren’t the only one. I have an idea,” you said, then gently picked the animal up and put it into your jacket’s furry hood. "Here, now you should feel better.”

Animal let out few happy sounds and nuzzled to the fur in your hood.
You only giggled and then decided to join others.

“Hey, Finn! Wanna see something? Look what have I found in the vent,” you told to him and showed your hood.

"What is it?” Finn asked, looking at the animal.

“I have no idea. I mean… It’s a bird or at last something close to a bird but he or she likes my jacket,” you giggled.

“What have you got there, kid?” Poe asked and petted your shoulder as he joined you and Finn.

“I found this little animal that hides now in my hood. I think it trusts me. Maybe I shall adopt him or her,” you smiled at the pilot.

Poe looked into your hood and smiled. “Oh. You have a Porg there, well, you can always try to tame him.”

“Or her,” you added and then Porg jumped on to your shoulder. "Hey there, little one. Do you feel better?” You asked, gently touching Porg’s head.

Porg let out a soft sound and nuzzled to your hand.

“Aww, that’s too sweet for me,” Poe summed up, smiling, and Finn just laughed.

You giggled. "I think I have one more friend now.”

AUTHOR: Cass

November 19, 2018December 13, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Imagine: Cuddling with Hux
Requested by: @hail-kylo-ren
A/N: Kylo will be here tomorrow 😉

“Aaaaaaaaarmitage!” You whimpered loudly from a bedroom you were sharing with General. You waited at him for almost two hours, just since he told you the most random sentence he was always using – ‘give me five minutes’. “Huuuuuuuuux!” You whimpered again. You planned to shout once again, until he would come back to bedroom.

“For the love of Supreme Leader! What do you want Y/N?!” Hux growled, putting away his papers. “Why are you whimpering there?!”

“You promised to come to me in five minutes. IT WAS HOURS AGO!” You answered.

Ginger sighed loudly and rubbed bridger of his nose, then looked at the watch.
“Okay, fine. I am coming, just please stop whimpering,” he muttered and got up from his seat.

You quickly sat up and smiled.
“Armi! Come here.”

Hux walked to you and kissed the top of your head.
“Don’t call me that. I am not a child anymore.”

“Come on. It’s late, let’s cuddle and go to sleep,” you smiled at him.

Armitage still didn’t get use to fact that you were full of happiness, like no one else in that place. Maybe that’s why he fell for you.

It took him longer moment go get ready to bed but when he joined you, you immediately hugged him. Hux stiffed and looked at you.

“You still do this, Armitage,” you looked at him with a soft frown.

“I am just not used to this kind of contact,” he admitted.

“Come on. You had to have such contact in the past. Like just when you were small,” you rolled your eyes.

“If by contact you mean abuse than yes, I had.”

You let out a sigh and looked around, thinking.
“Okay, I have an idea. You can hug me from behind like I would be Millicent.”

He blinked.
“Excuse me?”

“Come on,” you smiled and turned with your back to him.

Armitage watched you for a short moment and hugged you tightly. He nuzzled to your hair, sighing quietly.
“Okay… This is nice.”

“Meow!” You let out a sound and giggled.

You could hear Hux’s quiet laugh.

“Maybe this will be one of the better nights…” Armitage whispered and closed his eyes.

AUTHOR: Cass

November 18, 2018December 13, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Imagine: Cuddling with Phasma during her shift.

-Many years ago, on the Parnassos-

“Why aren’t you asleep yet, hmm?” Phasma asked as she looked at you with raised brow. She was sitting on the ground.

“You know I hate sleeping alone, besides, it’s cold when I sleep alone,” you addmited openly.

“You good know I can’t join you now. I have my shift when it comes to guarding,” she muttered.

“Yea, I know. That’s why I am here,” you smiled softly. “It’s cold, you know?"

Phasma was sitting quietly for a moment, then opened her cape for you and you smirked, quicky slipping under it, letting out a quiet sigh and nuzzling into her side.

"You know you can’t stay here for whole night?” She asked and moved her hand through your hair.

“Sure I can. I have nice, warm, cozy place and I am safe here, with you,” you replied quietly as a smirk started to fading out of your lips.

Phasma shook her head. "No. You are not gonna stay here. You need to rest so you could be useful tomorrow, also I want you to stay away no matter what happens. I want you to be safe,” she explained and kissed your forehead, what was really rare for her.

You purred happily and nodded. "Okay, the kiss has convinced me to your words.
Just please, promise me that you will come back to me at morning.” Phasma nodded. “I promise you this, Y/N.” You kissed her, gently stroking her cheek. “I will be waiting. See you at morning.” After these words, you left her alone. You hated lonely nights but well… It was always worth to wait for Phasma.

AUTHOR: Cass

Pumpkins || Venom oneshot

November 7, 2018 ~ paperpandawriting ~ Leave a comment

Summary: Eddie is slowly getting ready to his first Halloween celebration with Venom. How will it end?

Warnings: None.

Words: 1221

Authors: Cass & Toro

“Eddie. Eddie…,” Venom was mumbling into man’s ear. “EDDIE, YOU DUMBSHIT, LISTEN TO ME, CAN YA?” Long, slick tongue ran quickly over Eddie’s cheek. “Imma hungry, man.”

Eddie shivered and growled. “I am not, give me a break… I wanna sleep. I need rest.” Man muttered and hide his head under a pillow.

“EDDDDDIIIIEEEEEE!” Venom pounted deeply, forming an arm with which he poked Eddie’s side. “You had to carve pumpkins. We wanna play! And eat! so move your fat ass now!”

“So you wanna play or eat? And since when you want to play?” Eddie asked as he sat up on bed.

Venom got more excited and he wrapped himself around man’s waist, squeezing it tightly. “Thanks, man, knew you’d understand us,” alien purred getting ready to be petted.

“Do you realize that you didn’t answer any of my questions?” Eddie asked, dragging himself out of the bed. “I am still really tired,” man added slightly.

Venom closed his eyes shut, pounting something quietly. “You annoy me, Ed. Don’t make me angry. If you’ll, I’m gonna rip your tongue off and eat it while you’ll be watching,” Venom turned his head to face the man. “Now, downstairs, Ed. Pumpkins!”

Eddie blinked. “Minute ago you were happy, and now you are threatening me?” He shook his head. “Okay, okay. We are going downstairs.”

Venom was gently pushing Eddie so he would be going faster. “Fridge first, Ed!” Alien ordered strongly as he licked his mouth. “Food, food, finally.”

Eddie yawned. “Okay, okay. You don’t need to push me,” he went downstairs and straight to the kitchen.

Man opened the fridge. “What do you want?”

“I want meat. Raw meat. Do we have some? Hmmm?” As soon as door to fridge got opened, Venom slipped his head inside, looking around. “Man, where is the chicken from last dinner, huh? I bet there was a chicken, where is it, Ed? Have ya eaten MY FUCKING CHICKEN?” Venom turned around to Eddie, blinking few times as he licked his long fangs

“I didn’t eat your chicken, dude! Maybe you ate it by yourself when I was asleep.” Eddie growled at Venom.

Symbiote has straighten his form out, his eyes were getting wider and wider.
“Do you think I’m an idiot, Ed? Do I look like an idiot?! Ah, yea! I’m just a PARASITE to you, Eddie, you fuck!” Venom snapped loudly, vanishing instantly.

“If you say so, V,” Eddie rolled his eyes and walked away from fridge to find equipment he needed to carve pumpkins. “Where do I put them?”

“WHERE DO YOU GO, ED!?” Venom appeared behind man’s back, he squeezed man’s neck. “I AM STILL HUNGRY AND YOU DIDN’T LET ME EAT ANYTHING, DUDE! DO YOU CARE WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW? DO YOU?!” Symbiote was grunting loudly, “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, ED?!”

But out of sudden, Venom became quiet. “PUMPKINS! WE LOOOOVE PUMPKINS,” he stated, licking over his mouth.

“I SWEAR TO GOD! If you kill me one day then you will have a big problem in finding new host.” Eddie growled loudly, rubbing his neck.
“I can let you eat inside of a pumpkins if you want.”

But before Eddie has ended his sentence, Venom was already done with the smallest pumpkin, pushing it deep into his throat.
“Argh mhmhmhm yyyeee…” Venom was articulating while trying to chew the pumpkin.

Eddie opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it and facepalmed. “I can’t with you sometimes…,” he sighed.

Venom has finally swallowed the pumpkin, and smirked widely to his host.
“It’s gonna be okay for some time. Now, crave these pumpkins,” Venom pointed at the table, where rest of the pumpkins were located. “Crave ‘em, Ed. Where are tools, you piece of shit?”

“Don’t call me that, you parasite. I have them somewhere here in the kitchen. You have no idea why I do this anyway, so stop pushing me.” Eddie frowned.

“Yea, Eddie has something to say as always, don’t you, Ed?” Venom growled and vanished, letting man to prepare anything he needed.

Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. “God! I hate you sometimes!”

He started to prepare everything, it took him few minutes to get fully ready.

Two smaller pumpkins were already craved. Venom didn’t show, so Eddie could work in silence.

He finished craving big pumpkin. Man saved one pumpkin and filled big bowl with pumpkin’s pulp. “Venom? I have food for you and a little surprise.”

Venom formed himself behind Eddie, resting his large chin over Eddie’s shoulder.
“I don’t want to eat. I’ve already eaten. But what with a surprise? Is it some nice, little cat nor homeless doggo, so Venom could eat it?” Alien licked Eddie’s ear.

“YOU JUST SAID YOU AREN’T HUNGRY! And even if I will ever get a homeless dog or cat, you will not be allowed to eat it.” Eddie informed Venom and sighed. “Listen… I have knife here and one pumpkin. I want you to try and do what I just did,” he explained.

Venom made an irritated grimace, his white eyes narrowed. “Do I look like a fucking artist, Eddie? I won’t be carving pumpkins. Maybe instead we could hunt for some fresh flesh? Imagine it, we could crave some bad guys, Eddie, and hang them at your porch, what do you think, dude?”

“I think that you will take this knife and at last try or I’m gonna starve you until you will want come back to your home planet, asshole.” Eddie said with soft smile.

Venom licked man’s cheek with his long tongue, and without arguing formed two arms.
He started craving the pumpkin, doing it much faster than Eddie did.

When he ended, he wrapped his symbiotic arms around Eddie’s neck, hugging him.

There was a sentence craved out in the pumpkin. One simple sentence. ‘FUCK YOU, DUMBSHIT’, and next to it there was something that supposed to be a skull.

Eddie blinked and sighed. “Yea…. That’s cute. Great job, buddy,” he said, petting Venom’s head. “Now, I can put candles inside and we can put them outside.”

“And go hunt bad guys. It’s Halloween. Bad guys don’t know we’re around. We can take them by surprise. You said by yourself that we can eat bad guys. And we’re hungry, Eddie. Let’s trick or treat them, Ed.”

Eddie picked up one of the pumpkins. “You know that trick or treat isn’t about eating bad guys, right? It’s about candies but Imma afraid that I am too old for that.”

Venom rolled his eyes, annoyed as he was.
“Candies? To me lungs, kidneys, hearts are candies, so depends on what you like, man,” symbiote smirked. “But we can scare some of that stupid children from neighborhood, too.”

“No, we can’t because this is a bad thing to do, and we don’t do bad stuff. Let’s just stay home, watch a scary movies and give candies to kids. What do you think, buddy?”

“Boring,” Venom pounted but he nodded, “but I can agree on it if you’ll order some chicken. a lot of chicken.”

Eddie sighed heavily “Fine! I will order you a chicken. A lot of chickens but you will be a good boy, okay? You promise?”

Venom sticked his tongue out and poke Eddie’s nose with its tip. “Sure. Venom’s a good guy.”