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Recent work
05-11 - Steve Rogers - A long time ago, I had a crush on you - Part 1
22-11 - Steve Rogers - A long time ago, I had a crush on you - Part 2
01-12 - Steve Rogers - Visit impromptu
04-12 - Ari Levinson - A year of resentment - part 10
24-12 - Jake Jensen - A Christmas love
04-01 - Steve Rogers - Christmas plan
31-01 - Steve Rogers - What happened?
22-02 - Steve Rogers - You chose for me
19-04 -Ari Levinson - A year of Resentment - part 11
A/N2: Written for the June Jukebox Scribbles. Prompt: “Tell you a story”
Word Count: 281
Sleep was eluding you yet again. Several rounds of tossing and turning yielding no results other than frustration. Especially when you know the cause: Jonathan is away on business.
You never slept better than when Jonathan was next to you. He made you feel so safe and pleasantly warm. With his side of the bed empty, though, you're feeling cold and lonely.
Grunting in frustration you turn on the lamp and grab your phone. Doing some quick searches you see that Jonathan's time zone would have him still awake, maybe eating dinner. Maybe he'll be delightfully surprised by a phone call.
When you sleepily press the wrong button, you're both surprised by a video call.
"Darling," Jonathan beams. "Not sleeping well?"
"I miss you too much," you pout.
"My own sleep has been rather intermittent as well. Hotel beds simply can't compare to the comfort of being with you."
"I wish I could cuddle you until I fell asleep."
"Alas, it's not an option. But, perhaps I could tell you a story to help you?"
"You'd do that for me?" you tear up.
"Of course. And when you're asleep, I'll hang up the call so you don't have to worry about days charges or anything."
"Thank you, my knight in shining armor!"
Jonathan begins with some stories about his childhood, ones you've heard before but can never get enough of. Focusing on his voice you're able to start letting your mind relax. Your body doesn't feel so cold. Your feeling less alone.
When you drift off to sleep Jonathan smiles. He doesn't end the call, preferring to get more time to just look at you.
A/N: Written for the June Jukebox Scribbles. Prompt: Tainted Love - Soft Cell / “I cannot stand the way you tease”
Word Count: 252
You and Steve are both working from home today. It's a rare occasion that you can spend the day together and you're taking advantage of it. You end up spending more time eye fucking him than actually working.
Annoying as that is, what's more annoying is that Steve doesn't seem to notice. He's able to lock in to the point he doesn't realize how his hands are moving so smoothly, keeping your attention.
Sitting on the couch you can't help the pouty huff you let out. You try to keep it quiet but of course Steve heard it.
"What's wrong?" he asks, confusion and worry written all over his face. "And please don't say 'nothing'."
"Nothing's wrong, I'm just frustrated," you answer, crossing your arms.
"That sounds like something's wrong."
"Fine but it's definitely not something that can be fixed."
"Can you at least tell me what it is?"
"I cannot stand the way you tease," you grumble.
"I'm teasing?" Steve's eyes widen in surprise.
"Yes! And it's worse because you don't realize you're doing it! You're just so naturally attractive and sexy and you don't even know it! How am I supposed to get any work done like this?"
"Well, despite your claims it's pretty clear something is wrong and there is something I can do to fix it," he smirks, cheeks turning pink.
"But we have to work," you pout.
"I think it's time for a lunch break," he declares before picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom.
And you know that when he is focused, he is even more sexy. So... I agree with her. That's not fair, especially like he doesn't see the effect that he has on us. 😅 At least, they are home and can take a break when they want. 😁
SUMMARY: Lazying at the pool can also be eventful.
CONTENT: Dorky flirting, first and second kiss.
A/N: The 7th of June brings us Jump (For My Love) - Pointer Sisters / “I know you like what you see”.
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Jump right in
“Ouch ah eek oof ouch!”
Jake’s practically tap-dancing bare feet over the sun-baked tiles before launching into the pool. Moments later, he erupts like a breaching whale near where you’re sitting with the feet dangling over the edge.
“Come join me!” he grins, wiping water off his glasses without success.
Shaking your head at his efforts, you hold a hand out. “Here. You should’ve taken them off.”
“I wouldn’t be able to see you so well,” he worries.
He always flirts with you. Normally, you roll your eyes at it but really like it because Jake’s cute. No. He’s more than cute. He’s amazing. Sure, he talks a lot, but the sound of his voice is nice.
“Then you just have to be closer,” you suggest.
“I’d have to be real close.”
He slips off the glasses and steps over to give them to you.
“Yeah, how horrible,” you drawl, voice laden with sarcasm.
You should’ve known it would only spur him on. Maybe that was your plan. You’re not sure and you can’t think that far anymore when his large hands land on your knees, pushing them apart so he can step in between.
“I’d have to be this close to see,” he mumbles, stretching up a bit.
“I know you like what you see,” you whisper, heart fluttering and the glasses in your hand forgotten.
“Uhuh.” He confirms, leaning closer. “Can I?”
You nod and he kisses you. It’s quick but solid. Mouths smushed and the tip of his tongue caressing the seam of your lips as if to taste you before he pulls back.
“I’d have to be that close,” he gasps, slightly cross-eyed.
“Might have to insist on you never wearing your glasses, then. Like them, though.”
That makes him smile broadly before kissing you again.
😍 That was absolutely adorable. ❤️ He can be as close as he needs to be to see us, and I will still say yes. Especially if he kisses us over and over. I might even take his glasses on purpose. 🤭
A/N: Written for the June Jukebox Scribbles. Prompt: “I'm gonna make her mine, all mine”
A/N2: Reader is plus sized, female. No other physical descriptors used.
Warnings: Animals with injuries/birth defects.
Word Count: 300
Main story coming soon(Ish)!
Steve doesn't need a clock to tell that it's 12:30. Tank, Marigold and Parker were standing at the door waiting for your lunch break and their afternoon walk.
When you'd first moved into the apartment next door Steve was scared you'd be angry at living next to a place that fostered special needs dogs and cats. Instead, you asked to be shown the animals and cooed over each of them while also paying attention to Steve's warnings about care and treatment.
You even asked if you could take some of them for walks when you took your lunch break. Working from home you know you need to make sure you get out of your apartment from time to time. Having a neighbor who fostered dogs was a great opportunity to do so.
The knock at the door had Steve smiling as the dogs' tails started wagging. Carefully making sure not to step on any paws or wheelchair components, he makes his way to the door to unlock it.
"HI Steve," you cheer as you see him. Carefully stepping through the door, you delight at all the happy puppies eager for their walk. "Hey pretties! You ready for walkies?"
The dogs are immediately barking and tippy-tapping, as they're able.
Grabbing the leashes you ask Steve, "are you able to join us today?"
"Nah, I've got a blind kitten that's still getting used to things. Need to stick close for him."
"Gotcha. I'll take this little pack around a block or two and be back in no time."
After you've left Steve checks in on the kitten, talking softly about you.
"She's so sweet and beautiful," Steve confesses. "She's out of my league, of course. Who isn't? But some days I like to think I'm gonna make her mine, all mine."
Steviiiiie, how can you think that she is better than you when you are keeping blind cats at your place and are helping to have them adopted and you think that she is better? Stevie, stop doubting yourself. 😡
I need a 2nd part with her kicking his butt because he doubts himself.😅
But I love him, and she is so cute to take the dogs for a walk when she can.🥰
Pairing: Enemy!Loki x Reader, Avengers x Villain!Reader
Summary: You're sent after Loki to bring him back to Odin. Before you can drag him away from the Avengers, Loki calls out something embarrassing about you - the root of your petty rivalry.
A/N: this is a bit of crackfic lol, and reader has powers like this fic
WC: 1.6k
The Avengers were frantically dispersed throughout the streets, trying to fend off as many Chitauri as they could while protecting civilians. Tony was locked in a battle, alone, on the roof of the Avengers tower with Loki.
He sent repeated blasts towards the God of Mischief who merely dodged with little effort and kept phasing in and out of existence to drive Tony mad. After a few minutes he honestly forgot about his little take-over of New York City and was purely having fun messing with the great Tony Stark.
That was, until Tony was knocked to the ground by a powerful stream of light descending from – seemingly – nowhere. He was flat on his back and struggling to get back up from the force of the hit.
“What the hell was that!” Tony said, exasperatedly. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
“I can’t.” Loki said through gritted teeth. “But I know who can.”
“Huh?” Tony managed to get on his side and leaning on his arm and looked at Loki confused. He lifted his mask and looked around the roof but couldn’t find where the energy had come from.
“Alright. Just come out! We don’t have time for one of your dramatic entrances!” Loki yelled and started turning in circles and tilting his head at empty space, seemingly waiting for something to appear out of thin air.
For a moment Tony thought that he had gone temporarily insane. Instead, he heard an ethereal, echoing voice from the air around them.
“You’re no fun.”
Suddenly, you made yourself visible, standing right next to Tony on the floor. Tony squinted at the bright, glowing vignette around your figure. It slowly faded and Tony finally got a better look at you.
“Who the hell are you?” Tony demanded.
“Calm down, budget transformer.” you said dismissively as you stepped over his body and walked straight over to Loki. You stopped a few feet in front of him and pointed a finger accusingly. “It took me forever to try and track you down, lord melodrama.”
Tony tried to hold back a snicker at your nickname even thought he was still majorly confused. Suddenly, his jaw dropped at the sucker-punch you delivered to Loki’s jaw. He couldn’t hold back his laugh at that. But he quickly shut up when you sharply turned your head and glared menacingly at him.
“You me to knock you off this roof? Then keep quiet.”
For good measure, you sent a blast of energy at his chest and he was knocked flat on his ass again.
“Did my father send you again?” Loki said as he rubbed the side of his face and winced at the pain. “He’s always sending you after me.”
“It’s not like I enjoy it, frosty. I don’t want to be within five hundred miles of you normally – but your father offered a generous payment. I still hate you, but I happen to like money more.” You said snidely and smirked at his eyerolling and exasperation at your presence.
Tony watched on curiously as you continued berating Loki for the inconvenience he caused you. He blinked in surprise at the way Loki even flinched a few times at your harsh words and threats.
“I’m sorry – are you on our side?” Tony finally butted in.
You scoffed and looked at him like he was insane. “As if. But I’m definitely not on his.”
You turned your attention back to Loki and ignored Tony’s continued fascination.
“I need to deal with you.”
“Why? You haven’t wanted to come near me for a century since...well. That.”
You narrowed your eyes at his implication and stepped closer to him, getting right in his face before saying, “Don’t even think about it, sparkle prince.”
Loki tried to maintain his smirk, but Tony noticed his slight gulp at your threat. Was Loki scared of you?
By now, the Avengers had actually managed to clear the Chitauri and save the city – man, you must’ve been tearing into Loki for almost fifteen minutes straight. They had all joined Tony on the roof in spectating your telling-off of Loki.
Needless to say, they were all thoroughly entertained.
Thor finally arrived, and upon seeing you, he let out a hearty laugh.
“Witchy!” He said excitedly. He was about to embrace you in a bear hug but you sent a quick blast of light at his stomach that caused him to stumble backwards a few feet.
“Not my name, Odinson.” you sighed and rubbed the bridge of your nose in exhaustion.
“Yeah, brother. It’s Nightlight.” Loki chimed in, unhelpfully.
“Shut it!” You barked and Loki quickly shrunk but didn’t stop smiling at your irritation.
“Thor, do you want to explain who this is?” Steve asked as he grabbed Thor’s shoulder to steady him.
“Ah, yes. This is the Lightwitch!”
Everyone raised their eyebrows at you and you just rolled your eyes.
“Thor, I do not have time for this. I just want to get out of here, but I want my payment from your father.”
“I was wondering why you were here. I thought you never wanted to see Loki again after that time he told everyone that y-”
You sent another blast of light at Thor’s stomach, cutting him off. “Thor. Don’t test my patience right now.”
“Right. Sorry. Forgot we don’t talk about that.”
“But it’s so funny.” Loki sniggered and you turned your attention back to him.
“I’m about to beat you up if you don’t drop it right now.”
“Is she on our side?” You heard Clint whisper to Thor.
“Nope. Not on your side, not on his side. Just want my money.”
“Wait - I could’ve sworn Strange mentioned something about a Lightwitch one time.” Bruce chimed in. “Yeah, he did. He said you were one of the most feared villains of all time.”
All the Avengers immediately stiffened and looked at you like you were suddenly going to explode.
“Relax. I’m not a villain. Technically.” you shook your head at their defensiveness. “I just...like chaos. Nothing malicious. My powers just happen to be quite great.”
Clint narrowed his eyes and Natasha’s hand was still hovering over her gun strapped to her waist.
“What am I doing? I’m not here to hand out business cards.” You shook your head and shifted your attention back to the slimy, greasy-haired antler prince you currently were holding by gripping a fistful of a patch of fabric in his armour. “I’m here to bring you back to Asgard and get. my. money."
“But I’m having so much fun.” Loki said sarcastically. “What if I were to tell these Avengers about...that thing. That you’re-”
You cut him off with an uppercut to the jaw and you heard the Avengers collectively groan at the way Loki instantly fell to the concrete. “Still sensitive, are we?” Loki egged on.
“I’m trying really hard not to kill you right now.” You said as you leaned down and got up close and personal. “But I like money. And your father wants you back alive. For reasons I’ll never understand.” You muttered the last part to yourself as you stood back up.
“You’re not in charge of me. You know I’m technically your prince?” he said, looking up at you.
“Get up, your high maintenance.”
Tony – for the fourth time in twenty minutes – couldn't hold back his snicker.
“I’m still so confused.” Steve said.
“Well, it’s not for you to understand. Is it, Captain Spandex?” you said crudely.
Tony let out a full chuckle at that one.
“Got something to say, human spark plug?”
Tony shook his head with a smirk and tilted his head down towards the ground to try and hide his smile. Even when the nicknames were directed at him, he couldn’t help but lose it.
“Come on, Loki. Let’s go.” as Loki was slowly getting up, you took the opportunity to look at the city below you.
It was completely destroyed.
“Gotta say, for a discount sorcerer, you did pretty good.” you nodded your head, impressed despite yourself, at the damage Loki had done. Even if you hated him, you still had to appreciate a good chaotic scene where there was one.
“Thank you.” Loki said as he finally got back on his feet. “I guess there’s no way I’m not going back to Asgard with you, huh?”
You shook your head and sent a stream of light to his hands that formed a bind around his wrists you knew he could never break – even with all his little magic tricks.
Loki sighed deeply. “I think you owe me now. I mean, I’m letting you get the satisfaction from keeping me tied up, sooooo.... I think I get to tell everyone your secret.”
You quickly tackled him to the floor and put a hand on his mouth, but he still yelled out, “Shme’s amfraid omf dmumcks!”
“What did she say?”
“He said she’s afraid of something.”
“No, I think he said her birthday’s in May.”
“And why would she tackle him for telling us her birthday?”
“I think he said...she’s afraid of ducks.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Wait-”
You hung your head in resignation and lifted your hands from Loki’s mouth but stayed straddling his hips.
“You happy?”
“Very.” Loki nodded excitedly like a child being offered ice cream.
“I hate you.” you said through gritted teeth.
You got off of him and pulled him up by the hair. You ignored his pained yelps and simply punched him in the stomach – you didn’t need your powers to almost break a rib.
You rolled your eyes at the muffled snickers coming from the Avengers.
“You’re afraid of ducks?”
“Ducks? Really?”
“Like the little yellow birds?”
“That is...possibly the best thing I’ve heard in my life.”
“Let me get this straight – a feared supervillain is afraid of ducks?”
“This is amazing.”
You dragged Loki with you as you walked towards the edge of the roof. The Avengers stopped laughing for a split second when they thought you were about to walk off the roof with Loki in your grip, but instead you and Loki both disappeared in a flash of light.
“I guess that’s dealt with.”
“Hehe. Ducks.”
-----
You dragged Loki through the hallways of the palace, entirely ready to drop him at Odin’s feet and step on him as you walked away. Of course, Loki had to get in some final snarky comments.
You kicked open the grand doors to the throne room and spotted Odin sitting in his chair and he stood at the sight of you storming in with Loki in tow.
“You enjoyed that.”
“You screamed ‘she’s afraid of ducks’ in front of a bunch of superheroes.”
“You tackled me.” he said with a smile.
“You deserved worse.”
You threw Loki to the ground at the base of the stairs leading to Odin’s throne.
“Well done, Lightwitch. Your payment will be forthcoming. Apologies for the inconvenience.”
You nodded at Odin and turned to walk away.
“Same time next century?” Loki called out.
You waited a bit before responding, “As long as I’m still getting paid.”
“Maybe I’ll tell them about the horse next time.”
Without missing a beat, you threw up a middle finger behind you and stormed out of the room.
-----
“Why are you all here to deliver a file?” Fury said as he sat down behind his desk and began to read through the file the Avengers had compiled with everything they knew about you.
“No reason.” Tony said with a smirk.
“Lightwitch...Loki’s personal retrieval agent...unknown allegiances...” Fury kept reading down the page and nodding along.
But he paused at the last line.
“...Afraid of ducks?”
A few of Avengers completely abandoned professionalism and just burst out laughing at Fury’s deadpan tone.
“I don’t get paid enough for this.”
A/N: did i just make a villain that's afraid of ducks? yes i did.
I absolutely adored it. It was so heartbreaking and funny. And being afraid of cutie ducks? I wonder what they did to her. At least she kind of has her revenge by bringing Loki's back to Asgard. 😅
I like that he knew who sent him the blast and how Tony and him were surprised. Loki was not expecting her.
It's sad that they are not together anymore but I understand why. It kind of destroyed her image of villain to be afraid of cutie ducks
