Omg So Beautiful

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Nina clung to her father desperately. They had been fortunate enough to get back to America unnoticed. The little girl’s cheeks were stained with tears and snot. She hadn’t stop crying since the incident.

Out of fright, Nina had made the animals go into a slight frenzy. In the confusion, a guard accidentally let the arrow fly from his bow. Having seen it, her mother threw Nina to the side before the arrow plunged into her heart. Shaken, but realizing the need to get his daughter safe, Erik had grabbed Nina and left.

Now the pair was standing in front of a large mansion. The moon was high in the sky. As if sensing them, the door opened to reveal his old friend. Charles greeted them with a somber expression. Erik, while holding Nina on his hip, walked over to him.

“I don’t suppose you already looked,” Erik rasped, half-hoping he did so he didn’t have to say it. Charles nodded. He licked his lips, eyes tearing up. “I am so sorry, Erik. Come on in.”

Charles wheeled into the house, the two following. Nina wiped her hand against her nose before resting her head on her father’s shoulder.

“I’ve already set up a room for the two of you,” Charles explained quietly, “It’s your old room, actually.” Erik nodded, chest still heavy. Charles spun to face him. “I suggest the two of you sleep. Then we can talk in the morning.” Erik nodded again. He spoke, voice coming out shaky, “Thank you, Charles.”

The man smiled while giving a nod. Without another word, Charles spun back around, continuing to lead the pair through the quiet halls.

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Imagine waking up to Bucky after your first night together.

You stirred awake to a comforting warmth surrounding you. As your eyes fluttered open, the memories of the previous night came back to you and you smiled as you recognized the chest that you were nuzzling into. A metal arm tightened around your waist and you leaned forward to press a kiss to the skin that met the vibranium.

Bucky made a small noise at the sensation, his lips upturning in a gentle smile. “Good morning, princess.”

“It is indeed a good morning,” you muttered, your mouth traveling across his broad shoulder. 

Bucky moaned in contentment as you kissed his chin, his hand weaving itself through your hair, pulling you closer until he had you firmly pressed against him. You could feel him hard against your lower stomach. 

“Last night…” he murmured. 

“I know.”

Bucky beamed before he flipped you to lie on your back, crawling down to the crux of your thighs.

Are We There Yet? (Steve/Sam/Bucky x Reader)

Not a request but based off of this post 

@pleasecallmecaptain ;)

word count: 2058

warnings: cursing

“No.”

“(Y/N), you didn’t even give me a chance to ask my question!” the man trailed behind you, flailing his arms behind you exasperatedly. You knew exactly what he wanted to ask and there was no way in hell you’d sit down and agree with him. “Just give me a chance, (Y/N)?”

“No.”

“But-”

“Steve, I swear to God,” you hissed, walking past him to avoid his gaze as you struggled to continue what you were doing before your friend stepped into the room. Pacing from left to right, you could barely even remember what you were doing as your mind was clouded with stress and guilt when Steve threw you the look you tried so hard to avoid receiving. “Steve…” your voice trailed off, squinting your eyes threateningly at him. Your efforts barely did anything as his eyes screamed disappointment at you. A loud, obvious sigh escaped your lips as you threw your arms up in the air. “Fine. Ask me.”

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Betrayal Part 2

Part 1

Genre: Angst Words: 2,147 Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Injuries, emotional and physical torture, violence Summary: There are mind games that both sides need to play.

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“Sergeant Barnes. Is your girlfriend asleep? I hope she hasn’t died on us so soon…”

Bucky kept his eyes trained on your unconscious form. It wasn’t long after your guys’ talk that you passed out once again, too exhausted to keep your head lifted any longer. This worried Bucky, but not as much as the man who had just entered the room.

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On My Honour - Part Twenty-Four

A Steve Rogers x OC Story

Warning: Fluffy Fluff

Summary: Over protective Steve has called in on his favors to plan a perfect surprise for Haleigh.

Tags: @trielleamnessis // @shamvictoria11

Part Twenty-Three

“Are you planning to coddle me all night, babe?” Haleigh mused after watching Steve step in front of her as someone tried to walk past them.

“Don’t think of it as me coddling you. I’m coddling the baby.” Steve grinned as he turned to face her.

“Steve, I’m not even showing. Two months. Can you at least wait to act like that until I’m showing?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, chuckling. “Well I can’t promise that. Let’s compromise and say it’s based on situation?”

“Fine, but people walking past me when they’re already three feet away is a little excessive.” She teased, tapping his nose.

“Alright, alright. I’ll give ya that.” He grinned, kissing her forehead.

“So what’d Pepper say to ya earlier?” She asked curiously.

“Oh, she was letting me know that everything is set up for us upstairs.”

Haleigh cocked a brow. “What do you mean?”

He just gave a cocky smirk. “You’ll see. Let’s give Tony a few more hours to celebrate drunkenly about this.” He rested a hand on her stomach. “Then I have a private celebration planned for just you and me.”

“You know I can’t handle anything too fancy or crazy, right?” She scrunched up her nose.

“I know, doll. Don’t worry. I’ve got it under control.”

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Steve guided Haleigh up the stairs to the observatory, finally managing to get away from the ever clingy Tony. He held her hand tight, laughing a bit. “Not tired yet, are you?”

“More curious about what’s up your sleeve, Captain.” She mused.

“Well.. I wanted to spend some time as just us. So..” He grinned, opening the door to the observatory.

With Pepper’s help, the two had seen to the area littered with candle light. Jarvis had the windows look like a much more brilliant version of the night sky than New York City could offer. Soft jazz music hummed through the observatory.

Haleigh cocked a curious brow. “Color me impressed. We already had our private celebration remember?” She teased, running her fingers over his chest.

He chuckled softly, grasping her hand as he pulled her into a soft sway in the middle of the room. “I know but I still want every opportunity to get you alone.”

She grinned up at him. “I’ll give you that one.. Should I be expecting a love-filled speech followed by you on one knee with a sappy proposal as well?”

He smirked. “I’d say yes but we both know I’m not entirely great at anything sappy. More of the bashful, beat around the bush kind of guy.”

She giggled softly. “Now that is so true.”

“Hey now, that doesn’t mean I don’t have any tricks up my sleeve.” He mused, twirling her. “Although I will admit that in this case I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing.”

“Then we leave it up to timing, eh?” She mused. “This place does look quite neat. I’m loving the stars.”

“They’re programmed to show different scenes of the night sky. Speaking of which.” He smiled as the view changed to the Northern Lights. He watched Haleigh’s face light up just a bit.

“Oh wow that’s so cool.”

“I remember you once told me that your obsession with the night sky could only go so far because our eyes are only able to see so much due to darkness. You said you wished you could see the beauties beyond our mind’s eye could ascertain.” He said gently, turning her so her back rested against his chest.

She nodded, resting her head against his chest. “The very next day you bought me a book with pictures that satellites or telescopes have taken.”

“I did.”

“Oh, and you named a star after me for our anniversary. You said it was your way of giving me a piece of the cosmos I loved so much.”

He chuckled. “You’re right, I did. Tony helped me with that.”

“Tony helps you with a lot.”

“He does but he’s yet to send me astray when it involves you. You and I have been through a lot and we’re clearly bound to go through more. I’ll take whatever advice I can get.” He kissed the top of her head.

Her lips quirked into a slight smile. “Ever the soldier first, eh?”

He nodded a bit, swaying to the music with her. “Yes, I’d say so. Makes me a little awkward in the romance department.”

“Not in my opinion.”

“Oh yeah? Name one time I was romantic without Tony’s help.”

“Remember the night we went camping?”

“Your idea.” He reminded.

“Yes… But we were sitting by the fire under a blanket and roasting marshmallows. What’d you say to me?”

“I said ‘My God, I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you. I’m so blessed to have you by my side each and every day.’”

She nodded. “And I told you it was just the light of the fire playing tricks on you..”

“And I stated 'Only a fool would dismiss your beauty and I’m no fool. You’re far too good for me and I thank God everyday for allowing me into your life. You’re absolutely perfect in every way.’”

“Sounds pretty romantic to me.”

“Until it started to rain.”

“That only added to it. Steamy kiss, passionate love making…as far as I know, Tony wasn’t there.”

“Point proven. He was not. That one was all me.” He mused.

Haleigh watched in the small silence as the sky changed once more. “Where’s this from?” She asked curiously.

“According to Thor, this is close to the view they can see from Asgard. You’ve said you wish you could see the sky from their view.”

“It’s gorgeous. No wonder Thor loves it so much up there.” She breathed.

Steve adjusted slightly and kissed her cheek. He was thrilled she was enjoying what he had planned. “Remember when you asked Thor if he’d take you to Asgard, even if it was just long enough to get a peek at this view and the culture?”

“Yeah, he told me it wasn’t permissible and you interjected and said that one day you’d find a way to show me.” She grinned. “Which you have.”

“You told me it was silly to promise you that I would show you every site in the sky you wanted to see.”

“So that’s what you’re up to.”

He chuckled, nodding. “Perhaps.” He stated as the scene changed once more to her favorite planet, Pluto.

She gasped softly, lurching forward to brush her fingers over the window turned screen. “How is this footage even possible? Where’d it come from?”

“A favor Thor pulled for me from the guardian of their portal system.”

“Wait so this is real time right now?” She glanced up at him.

Steve nodded. “Yes. Are you pleased, doll?”

“I.. Yes, of course.” She smiled, voice soft as she traced the visible edges of Pluto’s surface.

He watched her etch every crest and crater into her memory for what seemed like minutes on end. He glanced at the clock and pulled a small box from his pocket while she was so intent on the view in front of her.

“What’s next?”

“Your star.” He smiled as he lowered himself on one knee.

Haleigh watched as the scene changed once more. Upon it was a twinkling star. “This one is mine? It’s so pretty.”

“Keep watching.” He said softly.

Slowly, words etched across the screen like in a Disney movie. She smiled brightly, reading the font.

Haleigh, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?

“Haleigh.” He smiled, watching her spin to face him.

She bit her lip, grinning. “Steve.” She responded.

He popped open the small box to reveal the ring he’d been holding. “I’ve been holding onto this for months waiting for the right time. So much has happened since then.”

“You’re not doing this just because I’m pregnant, are you?”

“If you’re asking if I’m doing this just to "do the right thing,” then no. I’m doing this because I love you with all my heart. Because you’re my entire world and you deserve more than I can ever give you. And I’m doing this because I want to have a family, a future with you. Will you marry me, Haleigh?“

She nodded, barely able to squeak out "yes.”

Steve slipped the ring onto her finger, fitting perfectly. He pulled himself to his feet while simultaneously pulling her into his arms.

She laughed as he spun her around. “Not too much, you’ll make me sick.” She teased as he gently set her on her feet.

He peppered her with kisses, laughing excitedly. “I love you so much, Haleigh. And baby, of course.”

“And we love you just as much, Steve. Here’s to our 'ever after.’”  

Between Us - Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: I’m sorry there’s been a big gap between fics, I’ve had a bunch thrown on me within the past few days so I haven’t had a lot of time to write. ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!

Request: Hi can I request a Bucky fic where Thor leaves his hammer sitting around and bucky sees it and thinks that hes alone so he moves it without knowing about it and the reader sees and explains to him that he’s worthy and he begs her not to tell anyone? (requested by @attariian )

Warnings: Brief language, mentions of killing(? i guess)

Words: 1036

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The Waiting Game

I’m currently sitting in the hospital waiting room (we’ve been here a couple hours) with my best friend waiting for her to be seen. I was wondering if you could do a Bucky X Reader one shot where him and her are in the hospital waiting room for a long time because reader has a tooth ache or something and Bucky is being cute and helping pass the time. Thanks dear :)

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“James Buchanan Barnes if you don’t stop tapping your foot I’m going to shove your shoe up your ass,” were the first words to come out of (Y/N)’s mouth upon arriving to the hospital waiting room.

She knew Bucky was just nervous. The stainless steel and sterile instruments reminded him to much of a lab, but he was here for her anyways. She wouldn’t have snapped at him on a regular day but her aching head from a terrible migraine was causing her to be very grouchy.

The only reason she even came to a hospital was because Bruce was overseas and the team thought she had a concussion. The concussion wasn’t even from doing something badass; it was because they were playing hide and seek and Clint popped up behind her. Which caused her to fall from the vents and hit her head.

Bucky was willing to come with (Y/N) anyways though. When it came to (Y/N) Bucky was pretty much willing to do anything. He just smiled at her before setting his foot on top of the other.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, a nurse swung the door open and called out (L/N), waiting for the name holder to follow.

The nurse was very polite and told (Y/N) everything she was doing as she went along. She finished up and told them a doctor would be in soon to which (Y/N) tried to hide her annoyance. She knew how this went; she remembered the trips from when she was a child, waiting hours for the doctor to show.

Bucky began to laugh as soon as the RN left the light green room. “C'mon Doll, relax. When we get back to the tower I’ll cuddle with you and we can just sleep for a whole day,” he promised.

“I thought concussion patients couldn’t sleep?” She asked him. He brushed back the flyaway hair in her face.

“No Doll, as long as you can hold a conversation before you sleep,” he told her. She nodded her head before lying against the wall.

Bucky suddenly stood up with a mischievous glimmer in his eye. That was never a good thing. He stepped towards the box of medical gloves and pulled one out, before making his way back to the paper lined bed. He cupped the whole of the glove before blowing air into it and inflating it.

“The doctor is going to walk in on you doing this Buck,” she laughed, “And she’s gonna tell the whole world that the infamous Winter Soldier blows up gloves at the doctor’s office.”

Bucky looked towards her with a smirk. “Please (Y/N), it takes like two hours for the doctor to show,” he argued against her. He was only doing this to lift her spirits and was really hoping no one would walk in on him like this.

(Y/N) just sighed and rolled her eyes. Bucky turned back to the cabinet display and reached for the silver lined jars holding wood compressors. He took two out of the jar and pressed each stick against his canines. “Hey (Y/N),” he said with a slight lisp, “What happens if I don’t oil my arm?” He waited for her to ask, and then said, “It walrust!”

(Y/N) snorted and shook her head at him when they both heard the door swing open. Bucky, wooden tusks and all, faced the doctor, gave a “Hello,” speech impediment included, before taking the tongue compressors out and sitting in the second chair. Needless to say it was an awkward visit.

Exactly an hour and thirty-two minutes later Bucky and (Y/N) were laying on the couch together, watching some random movie. “But did you see her face?” (Y/N) asked.

“She looked scarred. I scarred that poor woman for life. We should probably send an edible arrangement,” he suggested.

This only caused (Y/N) to laugh harder and Bucky was proud of himself. “I’m sure, being a doctor, she’s seen far worse things than an ex-assassin make him self a walrus,” she assured him.

“Well I only did it for you, Babygirl,” he nuzzled against her ear. He pushed his flesh hand through her (h/c) hair, (Y/N) humming in appreciation. As her breathing evened out, Bucky felt only happiness, something very rare for him. He took advantage of this and let himself drift alongside her.

‘Maybe he could have another shot of happiness,’ he thought as her lips brushed against his cheek.

Compromises || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N:  Sorry for the wait! But here you go! Parkeeeer! I hope you guys like it :)

Prompt No.18: “You are my everything and I would never trade it for the world.”

Prompt No.24: “Can you just stay here with me for a little while?”

Request: “can you do 18 & 24 with peter parker please?”

You were sitting cross legged on your bed fidgeting with your phone, unlocking and locking it after every few seconds in hopes of receiving a text or call from Peter. You hadn’t seen him in weeks due to his missions with the Avengers as Spider-Man.  You had tried to visit his apartment but you had only met Aunt May who would tell you that Peter was on an educational trip with Tony Stark. At least Aunt May was spared of the worry for Peter. Above that you hadn’t received any texts or calls from him in this time period.

“This is Peter. Leave a message after the beep.”

“God dammit Peter,” you said in frustration as the call went straight to voicemail.

You threw your phone on the other side of the bed and rested your head in your palms. This was getting ridiculous. You couldn’t keep this up anymore. For all you know, Peter could be dead or seriously injured and you really deserved to know.

Sharp taps on your window pulled you out of your thoughts and you looked bewildered in the direction of your window. You slowly got out of your bed and walked cautiously towards the window. Your lips parted in surprise as you saw Peter standing on the other side looking very tired. You quickly unlatched the window and took a few steps back. Peter let himself in and landed softly on his feet.

You had thought that if Peter were to appear before you, you would rush into his arms. You would bury your face in his chest and breath him in. You would go on and on about asking him if he was alright? Had something happened?  How was he doing? You had thought that you would lock your arms around him and never let go.

But here he was, standing infront of you and you wanted to do none of that. You didn’t feel happy to see him. Relieved, of course but not happy. There was anger bubbling in the pit of your stomach and you just had to let it out.

“Where the hell have you been Peter!?” you hissed surprising yourself and him, with the newly found rage. “You leave for weeks!  I don’t get a text or a call from you!? I get it your busy being Spider-Man but it sure as hell wouldn’t hurt to check up on your worrying girlfriend and tell her that you are alright! That you’re not dead! I mean is that too much to ask from you!?”

Peter bent his head and looked fixatedly at your feet. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry [Y\N].”

Hearing him say your name sent a chill down your spine and all of your anger was replaced by sadness. “Well sorry won’t cover it. And I can’t live like this Peter I just can’t.”

Peter looked up at you as your voice broke and he immediately rushed forward wrapping you in his arms. This warmth felt very familiar and brought back memories of you and him together. First date in the park. Cuddling up to him during the Harry Potter marathon. Being securely wrapped in his arms as he swung in the city as Spider-Man.

“I didn’t mean to bring you this pain [Y\N]. I never meant to be gone so long.”

You pushed yourself away from him and took a few steps back from him. You wrapped your arms around your shoulders and tried to blink away the tears. “Look Peter, I get it. Spider-Man means so much to you and I would never ever ask you to give up the mask for me. But you have to give me some time otherwise this-” you gestured to yourself and Peter “-can’t work. Do you really want to trade me for violence and bruises every single day?”

Peter widened his eyes in surprise and he closed the distance between the two of you. He placed his hands on your shoulders and said in a very firm voice, “You are my everything and I would never trade it for the world. The day I do that will be a very sad sad day. I love you and I can’t just throw you out of my life like that.”

You gave him a week smile and put your head on his chest. “I love you too. But this can’t keep going on okay? We need to work on this. Us. Otherwise we’re both just….wasting our time.”

He sighed and put his chin on your head. “We’re not wasting our time. And we will make it work. You’re not getting of that easy.”

You stifled a laugh, “Dammit Parker. You never fail to make me laugh.”

He grinned at you, “That’s my specialty babe.”

“Peter?”

“Yeah?”

You looked up at him, “Can you just stay here with me for a while?”

He took your face in his hands and gave you a long kiss. “Anything for you.”

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Anon: id lowkey love a ca:cw peter parker fic where the reader is friends with peter and they’re not really good at math/science and feels dumb because of it and idk he’s really sweet about it

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You tugged on your hair in frustration. You were currently in the library, trying to study since you were on the brink of failing. Oh, how you absolutely hated math. You constantly found yourself struggling, and you knew that there was no way out of it. You let out a groan of frustration.

“Hey, dork.” You heard a familiar voice call out to you.

Well, there goes your chance of studying in peace.

“Shut up, Peter.”

“Nice to see you too, Y/N.” He chuckled, ruffling your hair and taking a seat next to you. “I can see you’re having a little trouble there.”

“Really? What gave it away?” You asked sarcastically.

“Oh, don’t be like that.” Peter laughed.

“This sucks.” You pouted, lazily leaning your head on his shoulder.

“Hey,” Peter said, pinching your cheeks. “If there’s anyone who can do this, it’s you.”

“You think so?”

“You’re the most stubborn person I know. You don’t give up so easily.”  

“Yeah.” You chuckled. “Yeah, I guess I don’t.”

“You know if I were you,” Peter said, plopping in a piece of gum into his mouth. “I’d ask me for help.”

“Oh? And why is that?”

“Because I am the ultimate math genius.” He smirked rather proudly. “And I’m gonna help you pass that class.”

“Alright.” You laughed at his comment. “Go for it, spider boy.”

“Okay.” He said, grabbing a piece of paper and jotting down a problem. “Let’s start with something simple. Simplify 2i<6u.”

“Easy.” You grabbed the pen and began to write “i<3u.”

But by time you realized just what you had written down, it was already too late.

“Peter, did you just..”

“Did I mention I was also a pick-up line genius?”

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