anonymous requested: Yo so i had an idea of like a supper fluffy drabble with Steve and Bucky where it’s super cold and the reader can’t fall asleep because she’s shivering too hard. And since the boys are supersoldiers they stay warm so they both get in bed with her to keep her warm and make a super soldier sandwich
additional notes: figured i’d fill a request while i have time on my hands. yall ever think about how cuddling with these two would be like? absolute heaven. gender-neutral reader in this one. enjoy!
You were pretty sure Steve and Bucky alike could hear you shivering.
The three of you were stuck in a safe house while a snowstorm raged outside. Of course the house was more like a cabin, and so now you lay on a mattress on the floor under layers of blankets, trying to focus on anything aside from how cold you were. You weren’t a mutant or enhanced; you’d earned your place with the Avengers through your above-average fighting skills and endurance. While you could level with super soldiers in the field, you had no serum to keep you protected from the cold.
“You okay over there, doll?” Bucky piped up from his own mattress.
“F-Fine,” you gritted out, curling into a tighter ball. “Just c-cold.”
Steve turned to look over at you with concern. “Do you need anything? We can share a bed—”
“N-No! I don’t wanna b-bother you,” you murmured, attempting to wrap the covers more firmly around you.
A minute of silence passed, punctuated with your chattering teeth, before Bucky sighed and stood up. “That’s it. Move over.”
If you had enough warmth in your cheeks, you would have blushed. You scooted over, allowing Bucky to slip under the covers behind you. He brought his own blanket with him, adding to the heat. Before you knew it, you were tucked under his arm, your back against his chest, his knees under yours. Now you fought to control your shivers and your nerves; you’d only dreamed of scenarios like this before.
“Steve, you get over here, too,” Bucky called out, his breath warm against the back of your neck. “You’re the human furnace.”
Soon you were snuggled up to not one but two super soldiers. This was the most secure you had ever felt, sandwiched between two of the sweetest, warmest, beefiest men you’d ever known. Steve lay down to your left, facing you, while Bucky spooned you from behind. You focused on how warm the both of them were instead of on other details, like how close Steve’s chest was to your face, or how Bucky felt soft and firm at the same time behind you. Steve draped an arm over your shoulder, while Bucky’s metal one lay over your hip.
“That better?” Steve asked. When you nodded vigorously, he smiled. In a moment of boldness, you hooked your leg over Steve’s thigh, drawing him closer to you. Bucky snorted behind you, amused at Steve’s startled look.
That was more like it.
You were on your way to a fitful, shiver-less sleep when Bucky yawned. “You know,” he rasped, his voice rough with fatigue, “it’s much easier to share heat without all the clothes in the way.”
“Not the time, Buck,” you sighed. You opened your eyes and saw Steve and Bucky share a look over your head.
Steve cleared his throat, shifting against you. “Will there be a time?”
You hummed into Steve’s chest, placing your hand over Bucky’s and interlacing your fingers with his. “Definitely.”
Lets be honest she was a bitch when she didn’t accept Steve’s sweets on that double date
This is me just testing the waters on Pre-Serum Steve before I properly write anything for him so let me know if you would like more
@sgtjbuccky might need some of your mama bear hyping on this on I was so nervous while writing it
It seemed like the whole of Brooklyn was out tonight though you understood why most of the men were getting shipped off to war tomorrow and the ones who weren’t would be spending all their time in the factories so with the Exibition of future Technologies on most people decided to go out and celebrate like it was their last night of living and for some it might.
Most of the Women were accompanied by their boyfriends or dates for the evening, but you came alone, you could never find someone that was interesting enough for you, most of the men round here were too busy thinking about war and only getting up girls skirts where you wanted some that could actually hold a conversation without their hands wandering.
You stood in the crowd watching as Howard Stark Made his appearance people shoving you forwards causing you to bump into a short Blonde man, “I’m so sorry, everyone’s so excited to see the stage I guess they didn’t notice me.”
“Well How could someone not notice a beautiful dame like you, I mean lady not dame you are beautiful though.” The blonde looks around nervously tearing at the small brown bag in his hand “Hey, are they from Simon’s Sweet shop on the corner of 4th street they do the best Bon Bon’s”
He immediately looks up at you “Yeah, they do here would you like some I bought enough for two, but it seems like it’s only me having them” you glance over his shoulder, noticing a tall man in uniform with two girls hanging off him “Yeah I would love some I’m Y/N and you are..”
aaaaaaand here comes my hypeman self because this deserves all the goddamed yes’es in the entire world! This scene where the girl rejects Steve literally hurts me in places I do not even know exist each and every damned time! So to have a fic where I’m (yes I’m the reader, duh) telling him I’d love some of that candy is bringing tears to my eyes okay. Pre-serum Steve deserves all the loving! We love one Steve Rogers and he has been amazing since the day he was born 1918, July 4th! All of the freaking feels 😍😩 This all lives up to the title cause it is sure as hell sweet as candy!
Gruff daddy Logan who is secretly a softie! Cuts stray fibers with his claws. Opens snacks with his teeth and methodically twirls an adamantium tip in a juice box hole because if he just jams it in there it’s going to explode.
He knows. He’s learned
Wade showing up at Xavier’s with, like, six kids street kids because ‘he found one’ and then ‘they made friends’ and ‘it’s wrong to separate them’
Kurt seeing himself in a devout child who curls up in the pews on a cold, lonely night. Or worse, sees them nabbing a few coins/bills from the collection plate and decides to give them something to eat instead of scaring them off or lecturing them.
He grew up around circus kids. He can take care of them! It’s like second nature!
Steve has unofficially adopted AT LEAST TEN KIDS before he went under the ice. These little scamps somehow always found a way into his shows and were the proudest fans he had (often times walking a long way). He remembers being a scrawny kid from Brooklyn that had to put newspapers in his shoes on cold days and just can’t turn his back on them!
That’s not the way Captain America does things!
He gets people to find their closest living relative (if any) and sets up savings bonds for them. Always carries snacks because someone’s going to need one. Peggy helps him carry around random bundles of clothes to give away.
When he wakes up from the ice and finally gets Buck back? These guys are supportive parent dream team #1! Bucky’s the frank one that tells the truth about the world. Steve attempts to sugarcoat it while indicating Bucky’s right and yes, the world sucks sometimes. Bucky shows the kids that you can’t judge someone for how they look (he looks ‘bad’ but is no longer ‘bad’) and shouldn’t assume that what you hear is right because you don’t know the whole story.
Steve is very encouraging. “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s how he fights.”
Stark doesn’t stop at one kid. He has the money to save so many. He doesn’t want kids to feel the emptiness he felt when his parents died. He doesn’t want to see society kill the light in their eyes.
Their hopes. Their dreams.
Stark tends to get attached to the underdogs. The kids who aren’t afraid to tell him to fuck off or outrun him. These kids have ingenuity and fight.
Smarts.
They’ll make it and he wants to help them. He knows they’re putting on a face and he’s ready to be there when they break down.
Soon it becomes a thing, and Stark Tower is like a revolving door for kids.
Especially with the Avengers.
Thor brings little Asgardians down to play and learn about Earth culture. Sometimes Sif or The Warriors Three will join him to tell stories and prove that they are, in fact, real.
Bruce Banner shows up on day, bashful, and says ‘This is Paoloma’. It’s some scrawny, rubble-dusty little girl he found halfway across the world when someone tried to jump him and he Hulked out. She toddled out, not knowing any better, and calmed him down. Hulk got attached to the tiny thing and, well, here he is…
And Clint? Clint’s the worst!
He wants to give all the children a home. When he and Nat go on missions and there’s a kid involved, they usually put them to sleep and drop them off at a relative’s house but more than once Barton has almost bailed and kept the kid with him.
Only Nat and Fury know.
Fury is just aggravated because now it’s like dealing with fifteen Tonys when he visits and some little girl with braids and a bean-filled Mjolnir just tried to hit him in the dick.
Steve has managed to avoid the medical wing until now.
If it weren’t for Sam and Bucky literally flanking him on either side and stopping him from escaping, he would’ve tried to keep his streak going.
“Stop acting like we’re punishing you, punk.” Bucky laughed at Steve’s frown.
“Yeah. Plus, you still haven’t met Y/N.” Sam added.
Steve sighed. He didn’t care who he hadn’t met yet; he hated being fussed over. It was just a gunshot to the side of his abdomen. He already pulled the bullet out. His super-soldier body would fully heal itself within a few weeks.
But when they walked into the sick bay, Steve almost stopped dead in his tracks.
“What trouble did you two get into today?” The young woman asked, without looking up from her paperwork.
But her smile faltered a bit when she finally took a glance at them and realized Steve was also with them.
“Oh hello. We’ve never met.”
Steve managed to blink out of his stupor and stepped forward, politely offering his hand to shake.
“Steve Rogers, ma’am.”
She giggled. “Yes. I know who you are. You’ve just never been here before.”
Then she looked at Bucky “‘Ma’am’” She repeated with a light laugh. “His manners make you sound like a heathen, Buck.”
Steve noticed his stomach twist at hearing her talk to his best friend so casually and even using a nickname.
“I’m Y/N.” She finally reached forward and shook Steve’s hand. “What’s the damage?” Her eyes started scanning over his body.
“Oh, I’m fine -” Steve tried to say before he got cut off.
“No, he’s not.” Sam and Bucky said in unison.
“He got shot.” Bucky added as he pointed to the giant circle of blood on Steve’s uniform that surrounded a hole.
Y/N nodded and gave Steve a shy smile after he got called out by his friends.
“Wanna sit for a second?” She asked him softly, making him feel like he had a choice.
Steve thought he’d do just about anything she asked and nodded. He moved to sit on the exam table.
Y/N looked at the bullet hole. “Do you mind taking off your uniform just waist up and any undershirt you might have on?”
The request was professional and innocent.
But that didn’t stop Sam from chuckling.
To Steve’s shock, Y/N glared at his two friends. “You two, out!” She pointed to the hall outside the room. “I can tend to your paper-cuts after Captain Rogers.”
Bucky and Sam both looked like kicked puppies and scurried out.
It made Steve smile as he started taking off his uniform.
Y/N didn’t miss his wince as he peeled the fabric off the wound that now had dried blood.
“Were you seriously thinking about skipping a check up with that?” She scolded while pointing to the bullet wound.
Steve’s jaw clenched in guilt. “I don’t like being a bother.” He mumbled.
She ignored his defense and reached out, her right palm completely covering the injury.
Steve jumped. Not because her hand was cold, but because he wasn’t expecting her to touch him.
Then he saw a slight glow under Y/N’s palm and felt a comforting warmth where his injury was.
Only 10 seconds later, Y/N was pulling her hand away and Steve’s eyes widened when his bullet hole was completely healed.
Without looking at him, she went to the sink to wash her hands. “You can put your shirt back on,” she called over her shoulder.
Steve ignored her offer and stood up quickly. “No one told me we had an enhanced healer here.”
Y/N turned around as she dried her hands and had a smirk on her lips. “Yeah? Well, you’d know if you took better care of yourself and weren’t such a stranger to the medical wing.”
Steve smiled at her sarcasm and sass.
She eyed him a moment longer before yelling, “Sam, you can come in now!”
Steve broke from his daze. “Thank you, Y/N.”
She nodded before watching him go.
Steve ran into Bucky, who still waited patiently in the hall for his turn. Apparently, the boys didn’t dare try to ignore Y/N’s authority.
“Not so mad we dragged you here now, are you?” Bucky teased, fully recognizing the smitten look on his best friend’s face.
“You could’ve given me a heads up,” Steve replied in a low tone.
“And miss that face when you saw her? Hell no.” Bucky laughed.
From then on, Steve started going to the medical wing. He’d make sure Y/N was the one working and wait until the rest of his teammates had been checked on. That way he wouldn’t be getting in the way of her job.
She’d be cleaning up when Steve would come in with silly injuries. Injuries that would make people question the toughness of Captain America.
It wasn’t until he came in with just a swollen and split lip that Y/N finally said something.
“You know, Steve… you don’t have to have an injury to talk to me.”
He would blush and clear his throat in embarrassment for being so obvious.
“Ugh. Well… would you like to go to dinner with me some time then?”
Imagine Steve Rogers, your adoptive dad, cheering you up on Mother’s Day.
requested by: anon happy mother’s day @ all the mamas!! warnings: NO INFINITY WAR SPOILERS, abandonment, steve rogers being a fucking gem of a man.
You were sat in your apartment, television playing some game show, the canny laughs echoing the room. It would have been funny, of course, but you weren’t watching it. Your eyes were staring somewhat blankly at the screen, not taking in any of it at all.
Your mind was elsewhere.
It was in a New York back alley, watching a car drive away. Watching your mother drive that car away after she’d told you to sit and wait for her to come back, some part of your seven-year-old mind knowing that she wouldn’t.
A pair of feet stopped in front of you in the alley, and a young man knelt. He had a friendly face, a glint in his eye, a warm smile on his lip.
A hand on your knee pulled you to the present. There, kneeling in front of you like that fateful day eleven years ago, was that friendly face of Steve Rogers. It was a little older now, a strong beard hugging his jaw, a less hopeful light in his eyes after seeing so much of the world.
“Hey,” he smiled at you, a sad smile. An understanding one. A loving one. His hand opened out to you like it did all that time ago. “Wanna go get some ice cream?”
Summary: The reader and Bucky have an interesting relationship, but as the reader becomes closer with Steve things get even more interesting
Word Count: 1721
authors note: this is a high school stucky x reader au AND IT’S GONNA BE SO GOOD! Lmk if you wanna be tagged!
Rolling your eyes you pushed Bucky’s hand away, stopping it from sliding up your thigh. Laughing softly you explained, “Bucky we’re in the library…at school…surrounded by people”. Within seconds his hand was on you again.
“All you gotta do is keep quiet doll”. You shook your head, laughing at how juvenile Bucky could be at times. Turing to face him you saw the smirk on his face, he loved getting a reaction out of you.
Losing focus on him you noticed Steve walking by your table, “Hey Steve!”. He paused, looked around, and then finally looked at you both. His smile was sheepish, “Hey (y/n), hey Bucky”.
Bucky nodded his head but continued to let his hands roam, making you giggle and fidget in your seat. Eager to change topics you said, “Bucky you should see the designs Steve created in adobe illustrator for our project! Steve is insanely talented”.
Bucky was the first to notice the light blush on Steve’s cheeks, making him perk up a little bit. Steve shook his head, “Thanks (y/n), but they’re really nothing. I mean just look up a tutorial and-”.
Warnings: Nothing yet, unless you have a thing against fluff? Do you? Do you hate fluff?
Synopsis: After an accident outside of Avenger’s Tower Steve and Bucky take you inside to patch you up. Despite multiple warnings about the others about collecting strays, they might just want to keep you around.
A/N: Yes… I know… I already write a poly fic you guys all want me to get on with. Too bad okay. This one came to me today. So you get another. Not sure how many parts it will be. Definitely more than 3.
Can We Keep Her?
Things happened in slow motion. Normally when that happened Steve and Bucky could act quickly and change perceived outcomes. This time all they could do is watch everything unfold.
They saw you step up off the curb, a huge gift basket full of various sized chocolate eggs. Some just wrapped in clear cellophane to show off the intricate carvings. Others wrapped in bright foil. It was such a large basket that it obscured your view and you didn’t see the bike messenger screaming down the sidewalk.
With Steve he’d let you take control, having you lie on top of him. You’d both slowly make out. It would take so long before his hands started roaming. Yours would have almost done two completely circuits of his body. When he did finally start touching you it would be excruciating. He’d slowly palm your breasts. His mouth would move to your neck and he’d lick and suck on it so it made your scalp prickle and goosebumps break out everywhere. He’d take off your shirt and bra and suck on your breasts until your nipples were so hard they hurt. When he finally slipped his fingers into your panties they’re be soaking and you’d be so swollen and ready for him you’d almost come from just that.
He’d roll you over and finger you until you couldn’t take it any more. You needed him inside you more than you needed anything else. Then you would start making love. Positions would change a lot. Him on top, you on top, seated, spooning. Your faces would always be close. He’d like to look you in the eyes, and kiss you as much as he could. He’d also would want you to not come until you both did. Just that one amazing orgasm you share together.
Bucky would start by making out too, but things would move faster. He’d spend more time kissing your neck and you’d both shed clothes really quickly. He’d go about kissing all of you. Marking you anyplace you allowed him to linger. He’d eventually move to your pussy and just spend so long eating you out. He’d want you to come too. He’d want you to come again and again. Not to torture you, but because he loves how you look when you’re completely lost in the please of it.
He’d eventually move up and bring his lips back to yours while you kissed he’d enter you. He’d lazily roll his hips into yours and while you made love his lips would remain on your skin. Kissing your lips, your throat, the pulse point under your ear. Even as he whispered about how good it felt inside you his lips would be ghosting against you. He would prolong his own orgasm for as long as he could making sure you came again with him inside you. Enjoying the feel of your cunt pulsing against his cock before finally emptying inside of you as he bit down into your shoulder.
steve rogers: he loves girls bc hes a bicon but hes v bad at actually succeeding in dating one so hes theoretically super into pegging if given the chance. wakes up in the 21st century, learns that pegging is a thing, and is so fucking sad that peggy (aka pegging carter) never got the chance to take them cakes to town
thor: claims hes not into pegging but thats bc he and jane tried it once where he fell asleep missionary style bc he was so bored. hence the “it was a mutual dumping” but then he gets dommed by valkyrie and he learns that his lil sparkshow lightning? aint shit in comparison to the way his prostate got slammed all the way to vahalla
tony: hes tried a lil bit of everything if were being perfectly honest. doesnt really get into pegging w pepper until after iron man three when he watches her slam her fist thru a suit and realizes that he wants her to do that to his hole
bruce: ITS A LIL TO STRESSFUL FOR HIM AND HES A PUSSY SO NO
the hulk: YASSSS KING OF GETTING THEM GREEN CHEEKS BEAT
loki: bisexual icon who couldnt penetrate a woman if he tried so instead he just gets screwed into a mattress like the bottom he is
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