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Before You’ll Be Gone|| Stucky Smut

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Summary: Bucky finds the best way to improve Steve’s mood before the mission.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2372

Authors: Cass & Toro

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It was one of the hardest days in his entire life and he felt blue.
Steve was sitting at the edge of his bed, lurking through some documents. It was when he heard some noises in the kitchen. He frowned but eventually went downstairs to check what happened.

“Ugh! Fucking pan and fucking stove… FUCKING PANCAKES.” Bucky growled to himself and threw the pan across the kitchen. “Okay… if not pancakes than maybe a cake…” He muttered and rubbed his face, he was annoyed. “Parker said that cooking with the book is easy…”

Steve leaned his side against the doorframe.
“What the hell are ya doing, Buck? Who’s gonna tide this mess later?” Steve asked as he looked around.

Stains of oil and flour were everywhere, even at the ceiling. Pan that Bucky threw seconds before was laying on the floor next to the table.

Steve crossed arms over his chest, sighing.

“I try to cook.” He said before looking around, then he shrugged. “I will force Parker or Sam to clean it. I have more important stuff on my head now.” He said and looked at Steve. A
“How do you feel, pal?” Bucky asked, taking his apron off.

“Normal, I guess.” Steve rolled his eyes. “And no, you will clean it by yourself.”
Steve’s voice was firm. “It can’t be like this that anytime you make a mess, someone else has to help you. Ain’t it nice.” Steve let out a sigh and took a seat at the table. “I am going on the mission soon.” He said simply.

“Nope! Parker does nothing, just lurk around so he can move his teenage ass and do something here, and Sam is Sam. I hate him.” Bucky giggled and then blinked.
“Wait… what? You just came back like two days ago. And what with me?!” He whimpered sadly.

Steve slipped hands in his hair. “I have to. Agency has found some spy among them in their European branch. I have to investigate.”

“They can send Hulk? Stark? Uhm… Parker? The tower is full of people and they have to send YOU?” Bucky walked to the table and sat at the opposite side. “I won’t let you go this time. I mean it, Rogers. You are staying here with me. We need to improve your mood first.” He smiled.

“Bucky, I am not in mood.” Steve said simply. “And yes, they want send me. I have the best knowledge in a matter.” He sighed. “I won’t be long. Month or so…”

“EXACTLY! You aren’t in the mood and I wanna change it… I…” Bucky blushed and rubbed his face, “I made this mess because… I tried to make those Captain America themed pancakes, to improve your mood.” He looked around, biting his lips. “You see how it ended.”

Bucky sighed sadly.
“Why you say it like it’s nothing? Month is a really long time. I really won’t let you go. They can send Nat, she knows a lot.”

Steve shook his head. “It’s not that easy, Buck. And… It’s pretty sweet, pal. You know I can’t be mad at you for too long though.” Rogers giggled shortly. “Will you help me with packing later?”

Bucky sighed deeply and nodded. “Sure… I will help you.”

He watched Steve for a minute and then smiled. “About your mood… I have an idea.”

Steve cocked his brew, crossing arms over his chest. “What idea? Shall I be scared?” Steve chuckled softly.

Bucky said nothing, only rolled his eyes.
He raised from his seat and walked to Steve from behind. Bucky placed his hands on Steve’s shoulders. He started to massage them, moving to Steve’s back and neck from time to time. He was pressing all the right spots.

Bucky leaned over a bit. “You know… I really miss you when you are on a mission.”
He whispered against Steve’s ear before kissing his neck and shoulder.

Steve couldn’t help but smile as he closed his eyes. He enjoyed every single moment of that little massage.

“Mhmmm…” He purred softly. “I can see you do, Buck.”

Steve reached his hand back to gently stroke Bucky’s metal arm.

Bucky giggled. “Aaaa? You see? I already helped you.” He smiled and looked at Steve. “I really won’t let you go. I miss you too much, when you’re gone, Imma stuck with my own hand.” He muttered and teasing as he nuzzled to Steve’s neck.

Steve got up slowly and smirked at Bucky, he wrapped his muscular arm around Bucky’s shoulders.
“You know how to be cute, don’t ya?” Steve smirked as he slowly led Bucky upstairs, checking by the way if no one was around.

“Yes! We’re gonna fuck! FINALLY!” Bucky said happily and pulled Steve quickly to their room.

He locked the door behind them as they both entered.

“You have no idea for how long I’ve been waiting for this. Since you came back, you didn’t touch me… I was getting worried that you don’t love me anymore.” Bucky purred, pulling Steve closer. “You were a bad boy, punk.” He growled playfully, grabbing Steve’s ass.

Steve bit his lower lip, looking Bucky directly in the eye. “Calm down, take it easy, Serge.” Steve leaned more to Bucky and slowly kissed his jawline as he slipped hands under his shirt.

Buck laughed loudly.
“I never was a gentle type. You’re gonna scream my name tonight.” Bucky smiled and kissed Steve deeply. Bucky’s metal hand moved into Steve’s pants while his normal one moved under Steve’s shirt.

“Go on ice, Buck!” Steve blushed a bit as he pulled away to take a deep breath. “And no, no, no. You gotta work hard to get access to my cock, pal.” He teased.

Steve pulled Bucky’s hand out of his pants. He pushed Barnes onto the bed and stood in front of him, slowly taking his T-shirt off, exposing his muscular abdomen to his boyfriend.

Bucky sighed softly and laid down comfortable, putting hands under his head. “Dance for me, hottie.” He purred and bite his lips, watching Steve.
He could already feel how uncomfortably tight his pants have became.

Steve laughed shortly and started to rock his hips, slowly unbuckling his belt. “You like it, don’t ya?” Steve asked and slowly unzipped his fly, slipping hand in his jeans to massage his cock while he was watching Bucky and his cock that was tenting in his pal’s pants.

“You know I can do that too?” Bucky smiled and removed his pants, tossing them aside. “Nah, I’m not gonna fuck around.” He said and then took off his boxers, also tossing them on the floor. Bucky sighed softly and started to stroke his already hard cock.

Steve slipped jeans down his legs, leaving his boxers on. The bulge was already visible and he couldn’t help but smirk on Bucky.

He joined Barnes in bed, starting to kiss his neck and clavicles. Then, he slowly licked his way down, straight to Bucky’s cock.

Bucky grabbed Steve by his nape.
“Hey, hey, hey. Take off those nice, white boxers or no cock for you.” Bucky smiled at Steve and shrugged. “I always can fuck your pillow as I always do when you’re gone.”

Steve froze, he raised his head and tilted it a bit.
“Excuse me, Buck? You were fucking MY pillow?!” Steve’s eyes were wide open. “Oh, you little, nasty dumbshit!”

After these words, Steve stood up and with one movement slipped his boxers down his legs.
He briefly ran hand along his shaft.
“Look what you do to me. You got me that hard within a blink of an eye.”

Bucky laughed.
“What? What am I supposed to do when you’re gone? Fuck Sam? Or buy one of those weird sex dolls with your face on them? They look really weird.”

Bucky purred and watched Steve.
“You are not the only one that is hard here.” He moved his metal hand into Steve’s hair, pulling them gently. “Now. Move down there and suck this cock.”

Steve got back onto his knees, he grabbed Bucky’s cock in his hand and pumped it few times before taking it into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around Bucky’s tip, sucking on it. Steve also purred, sending some vibrations to his boyfriend’s dick.

“Fuck… Yea, just like that. Suck this thick cock, punk.” Bucky purred and grabbed Steve’s hair to control his moves. “Suck me good and I will think about a reward for you.”

Steve started to using his hand along with his mouth to work on Bucky’s cock.
He pulled Bucky out of his mouth. Steve grinned and ran his tongue along a main vain of Bucky’s cock, Steve’s eyes were on his pal.
“You like it, don’t ya?” Steve grunted, he grabbed his own cock to stroke it.

“Sure I like it, Stevie. It feels so great but come here.” Bucky purred quietly and pulled Steve up. “Be a kind kitten and reach to our little drawer and take the lube out.” He said before kissing Steve’s chest.

Steve kissed Bucky’s lips, their tongues were dancing together.

Steve reached to drawer and pulled little, plastic bottle out, handling it to Bucky. “Here ya go, pal.” He whispered as he blushed.

“What? My little kitten is shy?” Bucky asked softly, taking some of the lube on his fingers. “I will be gently as always, so don’t ya worry.” He purred and kissed Steve again as his hand slowly moved to Steve’s ass.
“So, so tight, my kitten.” Bucky whispered pushing two fingers into Steve.

Rogers ran tongue over his dry lips and briefly rubbed his beard. He caught Bucky’s cock and started to stroke it as he kissed his jawline.
“Only for ya, pal. Mmm, I like your fingers but I rather need you cock there.”

“Fuck…” Bucky gasped and smiled at Steve. “Be patient. I don’t wanna hurt ya and that hole is a bit too tight for me yet.” He explained and kissed him deeply, moving his fingers in and out.

After a moment Bucky pulled his fingers out and put Steve on the bed, then he turned him, so Steve was on his stomach.

“You want this cock, don’t ya, kitten?” He purred against Steve’s ear before biting it gently.

“Yea, Buck. I do. Stop teasing and fuck me like ya always do, huh?” Steve crossed hands beneath his chin and sticked out his bum. “C’mon, Buck.”

“You are a very bad kitten today, punk.” He said and covered his cock in lube. “But well. When you ask so nicely… I will fuck that nice ass of yours.” Bucky whispered and pushed into Steve without any warning. “Fuck…” He whimpered. “Feels so fucking good.” Bucky growled and started to thrust harder into him.

Steve grabbed the sheets and sucked onto his lower lip.
“Yea, Buck, feels amazing!” Steve turned his head slightly to look at Bucky.

He was enjoying his every push, every second of being stretched out by his boyfriend’s cock.

“Keep going, Buck, you’re amazing.”

Bucky panted against Steve’s shoulder. “Fuck… You are so perfect, kitten. So warm, so tight, I love you so much.”

Bucky’s hips continued to move hard while his metal hand moved to jerk Steve’s cock. His other hand was tightly wrapped around Steve’s stomach.

“Shit…” Steve panted quietly, the feeling was unbearable.

When Bucky started to jerk onto his cock, Steve moaned lazily. “If you’ll keep this, I’ll cum soon.” He informed.

Bucky smiled and bite Steve’s neck hard enough to leave a mark, moving his hips even faster. “Good… Good, that’s my goal tonight.” He moaned and nuzzled to Steve’s back, kissing him there softly.

Bucky started to stroke Steve’s cock even faster, squeezing it hard from time to time.

“Jesus, yes, just like this, shit!” Steve turned into a moaning mess beneath Bucky. “I want you to cum on my face, pal.” He asked, squeezing sheets tightly as he felt that his cock started throbbing in Bucky’s hand.

“Be a good kitten and cum for your pal. Then we will see if you deserved this.” Bucky muttered pushing into Steve harder few times, playing with his tip.
“Such a good, little kitten. Fucking cum for me.” He growled nuzzling to Steve’s neck.

Steve also put his hand onto his dick and jerked it hardly. The precum started pouring down his shaft and he let a loud sigh. Then he let Bucky finish working on his dick and he cum, moaning Bucky’s name over and over again.

Bucky shivered as he felt Steve’s cum on his hand. “Such a good boy.” He moved his hand to Steve’s mouth. “Come on. Suck these fingers, kitten.”
Bucky said and continued to move his hips. “Fuck… Stevie. I am close. So close.”
Bucky moaned.

Steve grabbed Bucky’s hand and started to lick his fingers clean from his own seed. “I love these metal fingers of yours. And when your cock is stretching my asshole.” He grunted.

Bucky only smiled and then wrapped his metal hand around Steve’s throat. “Fuck… I love you so much, Steve.”

Bucky moaned Steve’s name when his hips stuttered, he quickly pulled out. “Come here, kitten.” He said and started to stroke his own shaft. “Let’s paint this pretty face.”

Steve got up and got off the bed, he knelt down in front of Bucky, his eyes on his boyfriend as he was slowly pumping hand over his own length.

Steve smirked rudely and sticked his tongue out, waiting at Bucky’s release to approach.

Bucky growled loudly as his climax hit him.
Strings of thick, whitey cum shot on Steve’s face.
“Fuck… Fuck…” Bucky gasped and looked at Steve with a smile. “You look so cute like this, kitten.”

Steve grabbed his boyfriend’s cock jerking it few times to make sure nothing has left. He licked Bucky’s cock clean and then swirl tongue over his mouth to lick Bucky’s cum. “You taste amazing, pal.”

He smiled.
“Pineapples help!” Bucky winked and pulled Steve on his laps. “You know what I am thinking now?”

“What?” Steve sighed and kissed Bucky’s jawline.

“Right now… I think of how hard I’ll be fucking your pillow when you will be gone.” Bucky said and laughed.

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Icy Adventure || Ice Skating For The First Time AU

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Words: 942

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: Ice skating is your life. Matt, as your friend, wants to try it with you for the first time.

Author: Cass

A/N: AU written for @caplansteverogers​ writing challenge.

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You and Matt were friends many years now.
He was a great lawyer and you were a young promising figure skater.
You two were really close, he was your only real best friend. Despite the fact that Matt was blind, he still was coming to see your trainings or shows and to take you back home. You could always see his smile.

It was really sweet of his, until he got this crazy idea.

You were tying up his skates. “Matty? Are you sure about that? You know you don’t have to do this.”

He was leaning against a balustrade separating you from the ice rink.

“Hey. I’ve told you before. I’ll try at least. Who doesn’t risk, doesn’t gain success.”

Matt were already having his skates on. He was waiting at you to finish with your skates.

“It may be funny.”

You shook head and laughed.

“The man without fear, huh?” You said as you finished. “Okay, now we can go, Matty. Grab my arm.”

slowly entered the ice rink with Matt. It felt like home, but you looked at your friend worriedly. “How is it for you?”

“Hehe hehe…” he laughed shortly and within second he ended up on the cold ice hitting himself hardly in the back. “Oh Lord! I didn’t think it’s gonna be so slippy!”

He slowly rolled on his tummy and knelt carefully.

“Y/N, can you?” he questioned reaching his hand. “I won’t get up by my own. Not this time, haha!”

You jumped a bit when Matt fell down.
“Oh God, Matty. You see? That’s why I didn’t like this idea. This isn’t your thing.”
You said and took his hand to help him up. “Now slowly… one foot… now the second one.”

You smiled happily when he was standing on both feet.
“There you go.” You grabbed both of his hands tightly.
“Do you trust me, Matty?”

He was trying to stop his knees from shaking but failed, in a result his legs again started to separate.

“Let’s say I do.. To be honest, in my current position even if you’d be my enemy I’d have to trust you.”
He laughed making few little steps to put his legs back together. “Gosh. I can’t catch the balance.”

You waited until he catched some balance.
“I told you it’s a stupid idea, Matt. Now, take few breaths and stay calm.” You ordered and pushed yourself off, pulling him slowly behind you.

“I got you, Matty.”
You whispered and started picking up on speed a little bit.

He couldn’t help.
He yelled loudly, but soon his yells turned into pure laughter.

“Aaahhh! This! Is! Awesome, Y/N!”

He was holding your hands strongly securing himself from falling down again.

You laughed loudly, observing his every reaction.

“You see, Matty? This feels so amazing, that’s why I love it so much. I feel free.”
You explained and changed your direction.
“How do you feel? Do you enjoy it?”

“I do!”
He let your hands to clap his own. Matt completely forgot he had to hold on you and because of the previous speed you both got, he slided furter on ice

“Y/N! Look! LOOK! I’m standing! I’m sliding!!!” he laughed happily.

Unfortunately, taking Matt was blind, it didn’t help him at all in avoiding obstacles. He hit in the balustrade with the full impetus, falling down.

You watched him and hissed covering your eyes when he hit the balustrade.

You rushed to him and got on your knees.
“Matty? Hey, are you okay?” You asked taking his face into your hands. “I think we should end this for today.”

“One more lap! Please!”

Matt caught the balustrade and pulled up getting back onto his feet.
“One last time! It’s the best fun I’ve ever had!”

You blinked surprised. “Okay, let’s go.”

You used balustrade to pull yourself up, then took his hands in yours.

You took him for another two laps, but after that, you walked off of the ice.

“I hope you didn’t hurt yourself too much, Matty.” You asked as both of you sat down on a bench.

“Trust me, Y/N, I went through worse things than that” he giggled happily. “It was worth all of this.”

He leant down to take off the skates.

“Can you take me here more often, Y/N? I would like to learn ice skating. I think when I’ll practice it’ll be my another attribute.”

“I can… only if you will stop hit the balustrade.” You said with a soft smile and leant down to take off the skates.

After few minutes you left the building holding Matt by his arm.

You nuzzled to him softly on your way to his flat.

“It was really great, Matty. You were good but you need to be more careful.

"I know. I bet with you by my side I’ll learn how to bw careful.”

When you got to his flat he gave you a tight hug.
“Thank you once again for today, Y/N.”
He muttered opening the door. But before he got inside, he turned to you and grabbed your hand.
Matt pulled you to him and kissed you briefly.

You blinked but kissed him back, purring quietly into the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck.

You broke the kiss and looked at him
“W… What was that, Matty?” You asked shyly with a big smile on your lips.

“Just… Something” he said blushing. “Do you want.. Come in maybe? Of course if you don’t have other plans..” he offered.

You took his hand and walked Inside with him. “No… I don’t have other plans.” You said, closing door Behind you.

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konsalnet:

Important files || Bucky Barnes x reader

A/N: story’s been written for @thepaperpanda writing challenge.

Summary: in the stormy night reader visits Bucky to share the fact of finding important files with him.

Words: 1265

The storm has come.

Bucky looked out of the window at the blizzard the weather-man had promised. But it was stronger. He watched as his driveway disappear in the sure knowledge that he’d only have to dig it out again in the morning. When the power winked out he raised his eyes to the heavens with a sigh and went for the flashlight, feeling his way to the cupboard only to find it missing. He vaguely recalled lending it to Sam. With a spark of relief he remembered there was still some life left in his laptop battery. From the light of the screen he could at least do some work. Already the temperature in the house had dropped so much he needed the duvet from his bed, but in the familiar glow of the screen and the clack of the keyboard, he could at least ignore the storm.

It wasn’t often for Bucky to do paperwork, however he didn’t want to step into next argument with Stark, so he reluctantly agreed to prepare some reports for him.

He was tired after exhausting day at the Tower. He had few trainings, including one with new recruits. He liked to share his knowledge with others, especially some regarding martial arts, but this new group was the toughest one.

Later, Bucky had a meeting with Steve and Sam. They were chatting over coffee. Bucky found himself enjoying moments like that. Steve was his pal, Sam could be counted like one, too.

Bucky smiled at the memory from few hours earlier.

Steve. His Steve has changed so much! Now, he was no longer a helpless man who needed to be protected. He “grew up”. He became strong and confident. Bucky liked that change, although he didn’t show he do.

Something pulled him out of his thoughts. Knocking.

He rose from his bed putting laptop on the night table. He rushed to front door and opened them.

“Y/N?” Bucky cocked his brow up seeing you on the porch. You were soaked from the snow and rain.

“Can I come in?” you didn’t ask, you only managed to jingle your teeth.

He blinked but nodded quickly.

“Sure, come in,” he shifted a bit to make a space for you to enter.

You eagerly stepped in, and smiles when Bucky helped you with your coat.

“Thanks.”

“No problem,” he responded. “What brings you here so late?” Bucky asked.

You put your bag on the floor, and you crouched searching through it. After a while you pulled a red briefcase. You looked up at Bucky handling it to him.

“I thought you may want to know..”

Bucky frowned a bit but he reached out and took the folder in his metal hand. He walked to the living room, and you followed him carefully.

Man took a seat on his couch. You didn’t know how to act, so you stood in the hollway just peeking into the room, and waiting at his reaction.

“C’mon, Y/N, I won’t bite,” he chuckled softly in a deep voice of his, then Bucky pointed at the armchair standing on the opposite side of the room, “please, Y/N, take a seat and tell me what’s that exactly?” he put up hand in which he was holding the folder.

You gave a nod.

“I started to work for Stark recently after they moved me to his department,” you started, “he left his office earlier today leaving me the keys. I had to lock his office and our open space,” you continued, “so I did. But before that I went to his office to put some important reports into his cabinet.”

You stopped to take a breath.

“Water?” Bucky offered.

“Yes, please…” you agreed.

He gave you a smile and he left the room. Bucky came back within two minutes, with two glasses of water in both of his hands. He handled one to you and you took it thanking him.

“So I opened his cabinet and few briefcases fell out of there. He always has a mess in documents,” you rolled your eyes, but when you noticed the cocked brows of Bucky, you shook your head, “forgive me that digression. And when I was gathering them, I found your name…”

Bucky frowned and looked at the briefcase he was keeping in his hand. Indeed, his name was written with capital letters. Man frowned even more looking briefly at you.

He quickly opened the folder and pulled a handful of documents. He started to read them.

The silence was insupportable. But you waited politely.

When Bucky ended reading he lowered his head down simply putting documents at the couch.

“I… I am in shock,” he mumbled in thoughtfulness. “I didn’t know they cut off all informations about me. They just erased the fact I exist. That’s why Steve was never truly looking for me… S.H.I.E.L.D. has made him believe I was dead…” a tear ran down his cheek. “Fuckers!” Bucky hit the table standing in front of the couch with his metal hand clenched in a fist.

“Bucky…” your voice was nothing more than a whisper.

“How do you think, Y/N, did Steve know? Did he have any suspicions that they could be lying?” Bucky addressed this question more to himself than to you.

Shyly, you got up and walked to him, you knelt in front of him and took his both hands into your palms.

“If he would have a single sparkle of suspicion, he’d do everything to find you, Bucky” you said firmly. “Don’t you doubt in this.”

You stroked his palms looking him straight in the eye. You knew he needed support now. You both could be only colleagues from work, but still, he was very important for you.

“Why…” his vocie broke into a stutter. “Why… You.. Helped…. Why…”

“I wanted you to know the truth. I’ve heard a lot about your conflict with Stark. And how it has influenced your relationship with Steve,” you explained shortly. “I saw that you were torn apart.”

He swallowed rubbing his temples.

“Now it does have sense,” he chuckled darkly. “I bet Stark knew about whole situation, but did literally nothing to clarify it.”

Bucky got up from the couch and went to huge window. He leant his forehead against the cold glass letting the sorrow overcome him.

You approached man and dared to put hand on his shoulder.

“Forgive me if I made you sad with those informations, but I felt you should know.”

He shook his head.

“I understand and appreciate what you’ve done. I was looking after those documents for so long. It hurts, but I feel kinda calm by now,” Bucky turned his head to you and gave you a smile. “Thank you, Y/N. Well, I’d like to do something in return…” his sentence hung between two of you like a sharp knife. The atmosphere became dense.

“Okay…”

“Would you mind if I would ask you for a lunch or something?”

You smirked. He definitely wasn’t good in talking. Especially to women.

“Sure, but I don’t want to cause you any inconveniences.”

“Y/N, hush girl,” Bucky smiled sadly. “At least let me do something for you. You did something for me, too.”

You nodded happily.

“Sure, Bucky. Thank you.”

He led you to the door and helped you with your coat.

“I thank you. It means a lot, Y/N.”

When you left his house you didn’t notice, that Bucky was still glancing at you through the window smiling softly.

And the power hasn’t been switched on yet.

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norwegian-dreams:

HIS GRIEF || Tony Stark x Reader drabble

Summary: the action happens after events from CA:CW. Tony is full of grief and anger after he had found out who killed his parents. Reader is trying to calm him down.

Words: 675

A/N: Hiya! This is my very first attempt in writing so please, be gentle with me. Also, this drabble is dedicated to my favorite blog, namely @thepaperpanda and their first writing challenge ❤

The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the restaurants and designer boutiques that lined the marina. The faint wind brushed against the water’s surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of the surface, and shattered the reflection of the harbour.

Tony Stark was sitting at a cold jetty thinking of last events that became his share recently. He sighed deeply slipping hands in his hair.

His heart was heavy. He felt he could barely breath and was struggling for each blissful inhalation of cold marine air.

You found him like that and your heart almost ripped apart.

You’ve been looking for him for few hours. You didn’t feel weariness, your whole body was filled with adrenaline.

When you answered a call from Natasha that Tony has left in a rush shortly after their return to the Avengers Tower, you knew something was not okay at all. You didn’t pay attention to fact it was the middle of the night and you had to get up early. The only thing you did care about was to find him and make sure he was safe and sound.

You approached him slowly from behind and you crouched next to him. You placed your hand carefully on his shoulder.

“Tony?”

He didn’t push you away but brunette also didn’t respond. He was sitting still.

“Tony.. What happened? Tell me. I’m by your side.”

He protractedly let out a sigh.

“I can’t stand this shit any longer, Y/N,” his voice has broken down before he ended his sentence. “And that fight today.. I am exhausted. And Rogers.. He knew. He knew from the very beginning..” he mumbled quietly ruffling his own bangs.

“Knew about what, Tony?” you asked stroking his shoulder.

“Who killed my parents,” he said simply like it was nothing.

You blinked.

“Who did this?”

Tony sighed again.

“Barnes. James Barnes. His beloved Winter Soldier, Y/N,” Tony crossed arms over his chest. “He knew.. And still was protecting that murderer! Can you believe it, Y/N?!”

You stayed silent giving Tony a room for reflexion.

“You good know they are friends. And I think that James didn’t do this because he has wanted it to happen. Wasn’t him under Hydra’s control back then?” you questioned.

He didn’t say a word.

“You know how huge was their influence over Barnes,” you added. “Even if it was him who…. Did this awful thing… He wasn’t himself.”

“You’re protecting this bastard!” Tony rose from his place flicking his jeans from dirt. “Y/N, you should be by MY SIDE, and all you do is defending HIM!”

Tony pushed you aside, he was so cold towards you. He simply passed you and went back to his Lamborghini.

“Tony! Wait!” you ran after him.

“Y/N, I have nothing more to say!” he didn’t let you grab his hand and in a rush he took a driver seat on his car.

“Where are you going, Tony?” you asked almost with tears in your eyes.

“None of your business,” he replied slightly.

“Just, please Tony, calm down, take a shower, maybe talk to someone in the Tower….”

He snapped cutting your sentence in a half.

“There are no Avengers anymore, Y/N. At least they are not united anymore.”

Tony pushed you away and pressed the button so door from his side has closed.

He drove away fastly leaving you alone at the parking lot next to the harbour.

“Dear God…” you felt a single tear running down your cheek. “Send us a sign.. I hope they will reunite again….”

You didn’t know then that evil forces was on their way to destroy everything you used to know…

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Marvel

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* =NSFW/NSFW(ish)

Bucky

* 40′s Bad Boy – by @beefybuffybucky

* Cozy – by @lovelynemesis

Sleeping Incident – by @buckys-fossil

* The Look On His Face – by @marvelspnbaby

Made For You – by @chrevastan

* Sinful Sunday – by @kittenofdoomage

* I Like Me Better – by @buchonians

Bruce Banner

My Hero – by @theridiculouspanda

* Protector – by @emilyevanston

Going to the Tree Farm – by @marveluniverseimagines (I don’t think I ever want to experience a tree farm)

Steve

I’ll Take Care of You – by @createdbytinyaddiction

* Back Home – by @marvelspnbaby

Be My Autumnal Muse – by @thepaperpanda

Headcanons – by @ptersparkers

Showing – by @marvelous-avengers

* The Number of Dates – by @emilyevanston

All For You – by @caplansteverogers

Cap Letting You Use His Shield – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Loki

Playing With His Hair – by @whirlybirbs

* Throne Ride – by @izawrites

Loki Being Fascinated By You – by @multifandomhaven

Frank

Couldn’t Take it Anymore – by @propertyofpoeandbucky 

Domesticity – ^^^ 

Lucky Charms – ^^^

Poltergeists For Sidekicks – by @bubble-tea-bunny

Asking Frank to Stay – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

T’Challa

Imagine Being in Wakanda – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Jealousy Headcanons – by @cupcakequeen1999-3

Sam

Waking You Up From A Nightmare – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Helping You Through A Nightmare – by @marveluniverseimagines

Clint

There’s A Halo Wrapped Around You – by @caplansteverogers

The Flesh is A Tomb – ^^^

I Got You – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Making Out After A Party & * Finishing What You Started – by @marveluniverseimagines

Tony

Dating Would Include – by @cat-scratch-fandoms

Pregnant – ^^^ (I’m going to pretend there wasn’t a mistake here)

Tony Catching You In His Lab – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Thor

The Cape – by @ptersparkers

* Round Two – by @whatstruthgottodowithit

Wanda

Taking Care of You – by @leylanesobsessions

* The Problem With The T-Shirt – by @captnbarnesrogers

Flirting – by @wlw-headcanons

Natasha

New Memories – by @baked-bean-bekah

Fever – by @littlemisssyreid

Other

* Two’s A Handful – by @silverlullabies ~ Bucky & Steve

You’re Ours – by @marvel-wlw ~ Natasha & Wanda

* Sex With the Avengers – by @warfiplier ~ Preference

Something Unexpected That They Do In A Relationship – by @fly-on-my-sweet-angel ~ Preference

Wade Waking You Up From A Nightmare – by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord ~ Deadpool


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Panda’s Colorful writing challenge.

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Hello!

We are happy to announce that we are organizing our very first writing challenge.

You can find the rules below:

  • You must be following our blog.
  • Please reblog this post to spread the information (this one isn’t required but appreciated).
  • This is a MARVEL writing challenge, so please choose the character or actor from MCU.
  • Please tag your entry with #pandascolorfulwritingchallenge and please tag us in your fics. We will be making a masterlist of your fics and reblogging them after the deadline.
  • The deadline is January 1st 
  • Your entry must be at least 600 word, but there is no upper limit.
  • All types of genre are allowed: fluff, smut, angst and anything you can think of.
  • To enter you need to send an ask (off anon please) with the color of the prompt you would like to be writhing about. Of course, you can also DM us anytime.
  • If you need more time or if you feel the need to drop out for any reason, please let us know.
  • You can’t write sexual content if you are a minor.
  • Don’t write sexual content about minors/involving minors (like Peter Parker).
  • We will be updating the list of propts, if the prompt is crossed off, someone has claimed it faster.
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Colors:

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exciting,
high-energy, stimulating (kastrup-sofie)

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passionate, sexy,
powerful  (krispyjellyfishzombie)

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fresh, spring, lively (haseki-huricihan) 

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citrusy, youthful,
refreshing  (grossograsso)

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electric, high
spirits, impressive (winter-soldier-bucky)

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luxurious,
jawel-like, up-scale (vroobelek)

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fanciful, romantic,
nostalgic (alison-is-watching)

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spicy, exotic,
pungent  (einexx)

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comforting, creamy,
smooth (atuckyismylife)

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desire, energizing,
flexibility

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oceans, infinity,
coolness (norwegian-dreams)

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constant, reassuring,
heavenly (

nerdywritersfictionzone)

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down to earth,
honest, supportive

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disciplined,
strong-willed, opinionated (thewildgardensstuff)

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individualistic,
lonely, low self-esteem (all-hail-bucky)

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passive,
noncommittal, stressed (konsalnet)

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honorable,
chivalrous, romantic (rillo666)

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idealistic, noble,
successful  (leven-and-ashley)

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Intuitive, spiritual,
insightful

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modest, insightful,
kind-hearted  (radbluebirdeagle)

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What have I done !? || Bucky x reader one shot

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Words: 1133

Warnings: major character’s death,
slight cursing, a lot of sadness & angst

SUMMARY: Bucky’s still in a shock
after a misadventure, as a result of which Captain America has died. Reader’s
trying to comfort him, even when the fault is on Bucky’s side…

Author: Rouge

A/N: story has
been written for the writing challenge made by @letsimagineitall

It was painful to see
him like this. All you could do was embrace him and let the torrent of his
tears to soak through your shirt. You could feel him clench his fists, not
knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope all together. You could hear him
silently screaming, suffocating with each breath he took holding onto his
pride. You ran your fingers through his hair, time and time again, in an attempt
to calm the silent war within his mind.

“Everything’s gonna be alright, Buck.”
You slowly stroked his muscular shoulder trying to comfort him as much as it
was possible.

“Go away,
Y/N!”
Bucky pushed your hand away aa he rose from the couch and went apace to the
huge window with a view on the city below.
He leant his metal forearm against the glass and let out a loud sigh wiping his
tears off.

You hesitated. You weren’t sure how will he react, when you will try to get
close to him again. You good knew he was a ball of anger now.
But you found a courage and slowly rose from the couch. You headed towards him.

“Don’t, Y/N.”
It sounded like an order, so you stopped immediately.

“Bucky.. Darling…”

“Shut your fucking mouth, Y/N!”
Bucky yelled loudly and went out of the room.

Instinctively, you’ve followed him.

He slammed into the bathroom door. Bucky didn’t care if you saw. He just broke
down. The sobs punched through, ripping through his muscles, bones, and guts.
Man pressed his forehead against the grimy stall door and began to let his
heart yank in and out of his chest.
His life crumbled in his fingertips.

You weren’t scared at that point. You knew you have to do everything. To calm
him down.

“Bucky” you mumbled quietly as you approached him. Your hand was
placed on his nape where you stroked him. “Calm. Down. And talk with
me.”

You were kinda surprised, when he didn’t pull away from you.
And when he sank onto his knees, you did same, embracing his shoulders.

He sobbed into your chest unceasingly, hands clutching at your shirt. You held
him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked your chest. A tiny lapse
let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again,
his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of
sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him
back into the outstretched arms of his grief.

“Hush, Buck… It wasn’t your fault, darling” you said in the most
mild tone you could ever make.

“I wanna disappear” he whispered quietly as he breathed heavily.
“You should be pretending you don’t know me. You should stay away from me.
I’m dangerous. It would be better if you would just erase me from your life,
Y/N..”

“I can’t just forget you. That’s not how it works” you told him
unhesitatingly.

He closed his eyes, his head has rested on your laps.

As you were stroking his nape, you let your thoughts flow at ease.

Two days before was the saddest day ever.
Bucky has killed Captain America.
It was nothing more but a misadventure.
Both men were on the mission to Serbia. There, they branch has been attacked by
enemies. They were taken by surprise.
Bucky managed to escape from under the firing. Of course, he was trying to come
back for Steve. He found his pal, when Captain was attacked by heavily armed
enemy soldier.
Trying to help his friend, Bucky took the aim and shot. He was aiming to the
foe.
But the other one was much faster. Guy pulled Captain ahead, using him as a
shield.
The bullet went straight through Captain’s chest, piercing his aorta.
The second man disappeared, when the chaos has reigned.
Bucky, being in panic and shock, was about to do something to save his friend.
But it was too late…

“B.. Buck…”

 

“Hush.. Oh God, hush, Steve. You need to stay
conscious. Do you hear me? Focus. Natasha!!
For fuck’s sake! Quickly!”

 

Steve choked
with his own blood.

“Oh God! Steve! STEVE! Motherfucker, don’t ya
dare to close those eyes!”

 

Steve reached
hand placing it in Bucky’s metal arm.

“Don’t…. D… Blame.. Yourself..”

 

“Shut up, pal. You need to stay calm.
Everything’s gonna be alright!”

 

Steve closed
his eyes.

Bucky pressed
the wound on his friend’s chest with his bionic hand.

“No! No! No! Rogers, you old prick, don’t do
this to me!! Natasha!!! You fucking
bitch, move your fucking ass up here! Steve’s dying!”

 

“Buck.. Cold.”

 

Huge tears
rolled over Bucky’s cheeks.

“Steve. I beg you. Stay with me. You have to
stay with me, brother. I won’t make this without you! We’re brothers under the
Sun.. Remember?”

 

“Mmmmhmm… Ah.. ..It’s burning..”

Captain’s
voice was nothing but a quiet whisper, although his lips seemed to not move at
all.

“Hush, Steve, I’m with you, pal.. Oh God, what
I’ve done..”

 

“…mmmmm.. I’ve… Accepted it.. Don’t…. Buck… It…
Feels… Like…….. Mmm.. Home..”

 

“Steve?! Dear God!! Steven!?”

 

Captain’s
chest stopped to move.

“I won’t forget you…” Bucky, trembling all over his body,
reached with his metal fingers to Steve’s eyes and he slowly closed them down. “You’ll never be replaced…
Forgive me..”

Captain America has passed away in Bucky’s arms.

“I’m a monster. How can you even look at me?” his voice has broke
down. “I’m a fucking murderer. It will be better if you will forget me.
Forget us.”

“I won’t.”
This time you hissed angrily.
“You know I love you. No matter what. We are a couple. I’ll be with you
for good and for bad.”

He nuzzled to your knees.
“Look. Imma mess. I’ve let all those people down.. I’ve let myself down.
I’ve killed Captain. I’ve killed my friend.. I’ve murdered him…”

You wanted to slap him in the face. He was pissing you out with blaming
himself. It was an accident. And everyone knew it.

“I will never leave your side. We’re in this together.”

As you touched his yet wet cheek, he shivered under your touch.

“Will.. You won’t leave?” he raised his chin to look you in the eye.

“Never. And I won’t forget you. You’re the best thing in my life.”

He nodded.

You woke up in the middle of the night after a terrifying nightmare.
Instinctively and blindly, you touched the second part of your bed.

You let out a sigh of relief, when your hand rested on his bionic limb.
He was there. He didn’t run away.
It was a sign. That he was trusting you. That was the most important.
You knew a hard time was about to come.
But you were prepared. Not only for yourself.

Mostly for him.

Be my autumnal muse  ||  Steve Rogers x Reader one shot

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Words: 1388

Warnings:

none at all, just pure fluff 🙂

SUMMARY:

Reader and Steve Rogers are on a walk, observing the color palette of
nature. At the end, Steve confesses, that he’s into Reader and asks her to be
his muse.

Author:

Rouge

A/N: This
story has been written for the writing challenge created by @fanlove-fandomlife

You stared at the leaves falling from the trees. It was quite
breathtaking, at the most. Utterly beautiful. First a green leaf, then shortly
afterwards a yellow leaf stained with bits of orange and green. They hit the
ground lightly, making no sound effects. You could stay there all day,
observing the utmost gorgeous pattern of the leaves dying off of the trees.

“Steve!”
you turned around.

Steve was sitting on the bench under huge, old willow, he was drawing in his
sketchbook.

“Yes, Y/N? What’s up?” he asked lazily, not taking his eyes from the
sketch he was making.

You rolled your eyes and walked to him slowly, still looking around with
admiration.

“Instead of drawing, you should take a look around, dear!” you
giggled happily, taking a seat next to him and putting your head onto his
shoulder. “Just look! Down they come like multicoloured rain. Golds, reds
and browns. They are a myriad of shapes and sizes, these leaves that clothed
the trees. Now they are discarded like last seasons fashions and left to become
part of the soil. But before that happens they make the most splendid mosaic
that is unique in all the world. And yet we’re here to witness it in this
moment, it’s so precious!” you were talking about leaves and colors like
it would be the last thing you’ll ever see.

Steve had made some more lines, before he closed his sketchbook.
He gave you a look and ruffled your bangs.

“Y/N, you’re too exaggerated sometimes.”

You frowned softly, pulling away from him.
“Why are you saying so?”

Blonde man pecked your lips.
“You put too much attention in such a fleeting stuff. You should focus on
more important things, Y/N.”

You rolled your eyes theatrically.
“Says the man, who could spend whole day by drawing” you cocked your
brew. “Steve, please. Stop being so stubborn and serious! Just live with a
moment!” you quickly got up from the bench and you grabbed him by his
sleeve. “C’mon! Let’s take a walk! You were drawing for last half an hour!
”

Reluctantly, Steve followed you, getting up and closing his sketchbook. Man
slipped it under his arm.

You grabbed his hand and pulled him down the alley.

Holding his palm, you were walking slowly by his side, looking around and
breathing with fresh, chill air.

“I’ve read the poems from before the war. They tell of trees changing
color, pumpkins and thanksgiving. It must have been nice back then. It sounds
like a cosy life” you broke the silence between you two.

Steve’s face changed within second.
He became so pensive, kind of a little smirk appeared in the corner of his full
lips.

“Yes. It was a cosy life..” he mumbled, but his voice was nothing more
then a whisper.

You gave his hand a firm squeeze.
“So now you should understand, what I find so interesting in observing the
nature. It’s so relaxing to me, letting all bad emotions disappear” you
explained shortly.

Steve only nodded, still overwhelmed by his memories.

You both continued your walk through the park.

Red, orange and yellow, in various different shades. All of them floating
gracefully on the soft breeze. It was as if a friendly hand was gently lowering
them to the ground. Whispers between these leaves filled the air, whispers and
mutters. The air was cool and crisp, like a refreshing drink of cool water
after hours in a desert. The breeze fluttered around, gently caressing
everything it touched with fingers that had been a comfort to so many over
their long, lonely years.
You were absorbing everything. The nature was simply breathtaking in her color
palette.
With a corner of your eye you’ve noticed, that Steve also was delighted by
variegation of the world.

Finally, you and Steve reached a small lake and it was where the alley has
ended.
A deep sense of serenity overcame both of you as you stared in rapture at the
expanse of blue that lay before you. Rays of lights danced delicately across
the water, birthed from the afternoon sun that both limited your sight and made
the view all the more beautiful.

Steve smiled gently, looking at you.
“Would you mind me, if I would ask you for something now?” he
inquired.

You eyed him carefully, not being sure, what has he wanted from you.
“Yes, I suppose…” you answered.

“Can I ask you to pose for me, Y/N?” the smile was still on his lips
and his cheeks blushed a bit.

You felt a heat on your cheeks within a second, so you turned your head to
watch the lake.
“I wouldn’t mind…” you whispered softly, trying to calm yourself
down.

You were sitting at the large rock on the shore of the lake patiently, waiting
for Steve to end his masterpiece. 


“Can you turn your head a bit? Oh yes. Just like that.”

Steve was sitting on the ground, leaning his back against a tree trunk. He was
putting all the effort into his drawing.

“Have I ever told you, how much I adore your facial features, Y/N?”
Steve’s voice was soft like never before.

“Hihi, no, you haven’t” you giggled happily, covering your mouth with
a palm.

“Hey! Don’t move, Y/N! The lightning!” Steve chuckled tenderly, then
once again he focused on the draw.

“Yes, yes, sorry, my bad” you sent him a warm smile.

You were observing with a smile, how few little leaves fell down onto Steve’s
head. You couldn’t help and let out a short laughter.
“You look like a prince in the crown.”

Steve raised his chin a bit and narrowed his brows, then he reached to his hair
and his face has brighten up.
“Haha, very funny, Y/N!”

After some time, Steve rose from the ground and flicked his jeans from sand.

“Done. Wanna see?” he reached his sketchbook towards you.

Gladly, you got up from your place and approached blonde man. You took the
sketchbook into your hands and looked at the drawing he recently has made.

“Oh Gosh..” you mumbled. “It’s.. It’s beautiful, Steve!
But…”

You took a careful look at the drawing again and your heart stopped for a
second.

You were on the foreground, the lake was a background. He has drew you so
smoothly, emphasizing every attribute of your beauty.

In the left lower corner of the page you found a little dedication, which took
your breath away.

For my beloved Y/N. You’ve always been in my mind. With love, Steven

You’ve swallowed slowly, before you look into his eyes.
“Why you didn’t tell me earlier?” you asked quietly.

But Steve only took his sketchbook from your hands amd closed it, then he leant
down to you and he placed a lovingly kiss to your soft lips.

You were too shocked to protest and the truth was you either didn’t want to
protest…

You gave the kiss back, automatically pulling closer to his chest.

“How long?”
“Since the day I’ve met you, Y/N” Steve said sincerely, looking you
straight in the eyes. “As you can see, it took me so long to find a
courage.”

You nuzzled to his chest, feeling incredibly safe there.

“The most important, that you’ve finally found it so you could be honest
with me” you reached his jawline and stroked over his cheek.

“So.. In the light of new circumstances.. Would you go with me for a
date?” his cheeks were blushing hardly.

You nodded slightly.
“With a pleasure.”

You saw a little sparks of happiness into his beautiful blue eyes.

Your hand found his palm and you tangled your fingers with his.
“Let’s go back home, Mr Rogers the Artist” you chuckled.

He smirked on you, nodding, then Steve raised his chin to look at the autumnal
sunset, which was building on the horizon. Man squeezed your palm tightly, and
after that he let your hand free to wrap both his strong arms around you.
You hugged to him as closely as you could. You felt, how he has rested his chin
on the top of your head. He took a deep breath.
“I want this moment to last forever.”

You moved closer so that he felt your presence, yet stayed quiet, allowing him
to stay lost in the moment a while longer.

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