#john walker hcs

[thenewavengersblog]

[pomme-meadow]

If you haven’t already, could I request John Walker dating hcs where reader is a Thunderbolts member too?

Also, do you write for Buck Cashman?

a/n: yipeeeee! thank you dear anon, John Walker literally gave me brainrot when Thunderbolts came out last year, my fave blonde himbo. And I will write for Buck Cashman soon, that british man is too underrated. I have a bunch of unfinished wips waiting for my creativity to spark back again, I’m currently balancing between work and my limited free time so posts may come slow TT

John Walker x Thunderbolts! reader

A golden retriever, you decided, that is what John Walker reminded you of whenever he sprinted to your solace, laying his heavy head so delicately on your lap for you to pet on. Not the ecstatic and bouncing with energy kind, instead he reminds you of an abandoned golden retriever who’s been deprived of comfort and is doing his very best to be good for you, to be deserving of your praise, of your attention. He might be viewed rough on the edge and perhaps even an arsehole, but he becomes the most affectionate man to you, eager to please you, your desires and needs before you even voice them out loud. John doesn’t agree with the idea when you associated the affectionate creature with him, even suggesting that he should be a labrador instead, but he doesn’t remove his head from your lap, cannot will himself to pull away from the peace you’re granting him, the touch of your fingers massaging his scalp and playing with his golden hair. “Just a few more minutes”, he mumbled when you ask him to get up from the floor and lay on the bed instead. His knees can handle it, he stays in this position for a few more moments, relishing in how you easily make him feel cherished. He only gets up (quite instantly) when you suggested he should rest his head on your chest instead.

John Walker is quite the stubborn man. It took quite awhile before you and John finally confessed your feelings and enter into a serious relationship after nearly a year of pretending like the tension in the atmosphere was simply awkwardness and definitely not because of a hesitant desire to be something more. He is perhaps the most stubborn man you’ll ever meet so it is no surprise that his mind’s first response is to run away from his feelings which continue to grow day by day after the realization that he doesn’t just want you, he wants to utterly be yours. He wants to be your man, your protector, your lover, yours. When Yelena casually pointed out just how many potential suitors you had within the room, during a gala they infiltrated, he feels his chest weigh heavy as he assessed every single gaze directed at you. The thought of another man approaching you, dancing with you and getting the opportunity to make you laugh made him feel sick. That’s how he knew he would never be content, would never be the same, if he watches you fall into someone else’s arms while he remains as a friend. You can’t imagine the relief he felt, as the heaviness that he’s been carrying in his heart for months leave his body when your lips finally kiss after a very much long awaited confession.

At first, you and the avid soldier hide your relationship from the rest of the Thunderbolts, to maintain professionalism within the team after all. Especially from the press, pulling on your best disguises during your dates. You and the rest of the Thunderbolts are no doubt a family, with the exception of you and John having a romantic relationship. Ever since the event that wrapped New York into a momentary state of darkness, you and everyone else never parted, not out of obligation but simply because you found that having company is always better than being alone. While John is the image of a tough soldier, sometimes even expecting himself to be as unbreakable as his exterior, he may hesitate to say what he feels at times but one thing for certain is that he will never hesitate in being there for you, at your most vulnerable, promising you that you will never feel alone ever again, that you will never sit in the darkness by yourself. It doesn’t matter how many times he has to repeat it, he will affirm it over and over again until your heart and mind accepts his words “Tell me about it, I could never be annoyed. You’re not trouble at all. You’re not a burden to me, sweetheart. Okay?” You will never be a nuisance to him, oh how he wishes he could punch the people who made you feel like confiding to others is an inconvenience. Only with you did John learn that it’s alright to crumble, with your patience and your warmth, he allows himself vulnerability in the safety of your embrace. He doesn’t find judgement in your kind eyes and you don’t hear any frustration in his voice.

John Walker who only feels assured that you are indeed safe, not after every threat has been eliminated and every miscreant defeated and locked away, no, he is only assured when he finally has you resting in his arms. After another successful mission that exhausted everyone, he will sneak you into his room to stay for the night. He uses the excuse that you haven’t had enough time spent together which makes you chuckle (knowing damn well he steals every opportunity to be in your presence), when truly he could only fall asleep better when you are safe in his embrace. The scent of your lotion and the gentle patterns you draw in his arm grounds him. John is the kind of man who will await for you to sleep first before he allows himself to, no matter how tired, no matter how much his body aches. He never forgets to press a kiss goodnight to your forehead.

As you’re all seated in your respective seats on the flight returning to base, with John on your side, shoulders and knees constantly bumping to each other, Ava will literally ask if there’s a holiday she missed in the calendar when she points out the big dumb smile on John’s face after the mission. He’ll reply that it’s nothing, simply that he’s surprised they’re all going back to the hometower early, when in reality he’s barely containing how struck he is in wonder of you after witnessing you effortlessly beat fifteen mercenaries without assistance. He knows you’re very capable on your own though he will never stop constantly looking over for you in missions when he holds you with such importance, he can’t help but feel like a highschooler having a crush whenever you win a fight. The same spark of excitement rushes through his veins when you suggest to train together and fight him. He feels proud of you for challenging yourself despite the gap in your strengths. Sometimes he even lets you win, allowing you to playfully pin him down and straddle him, he finds himself enjoying the moment too much that he didn’t notice Bob awkwardly trying to insert himself in the scene. “Oh! Uhhh. . . keep- keep going! Don’t mind me guys, Ava just sent me to ask if you guys want pepperoni or hawaiian for pizza?” Ava without a doubt, sent him to check if you two are still busy using the training room because none of them wants to witness the overbearing pda tension, except Alexei maybe.

John Walker who cannot pretend to be nonchalant when it comes to you, it simply isn’t in his dictionary. He tries, really tries to act unbothered when Yelena and Ava show off the trending posts on twitter shipping you and Bucky together (after explaining what ships meant, ofcourse), and while Bucky complains that you two are more like siblings, John keeps his jaw clenched. Everyone, especially you, can’t ignore how he goes quiet and leaves the room brimming with jealousy. You and Bucky? Outrageous! He tries to convince himself, it’s fine, at the end of the day, he’s the one who gets to kiss you senseless and hold you close at night, he’s the one who has his scent all over you, he’s the only one you allow to touch your scars, he’s one you love. However, he is a possessive man, especially when it comes to you. Don’t be surprised with how the following day during group breakfast, he takes one serious look at you before his posture adopts the serious stance of a captain stating important news. Without a warning to you, he announces to everyone in the group, still groggy and half-asleep, that you and him are dating. There is three seconds of silence before they all complain “we already know!” The man is too enamored by you that it would be stupid to deny otherwise.

a/n: I feel like I got carried away and forgot I’m supposed to be writing simple hcs, it’s 4:30 am and I haven’t gotten any sleep yet anyways—

©pomme-meadow (2026).

[bratty-in-boots]

john walker ᥫ᭡ | fluff hcs (for the heart ‹𝟹)

john walker who packs your purse for you - keys, wallet, phone because “you’d forget your damn head if it wasn’t attached.”

john walker who calls you “kid” when he’s annoyed but “sweetheart” when he’s proud.

john walker says “sit. I’ll take care of it.” whenever you try to do too much at once.

john walker who orders for you at restaurants without asking—but it’s always exactly what you would’ve chosen.

john walker doesn’t let you sleep in, even on your day off. waking you up by pulling the blanket off you with a smirk, claiming “it’s time, baby girl. let’s go.”

john walker who grumbles about your taste in music, but still hums it under his breath the next day.

john walker pretends he doesn’t care when you’re pouting, but always gives in after exactly 47 seconds.

john walker holds your jaw gently when you’re upset so you’ll look him in the eyes and breathe.

john walker who lets you decorate the house however you want, but rearranged the security cameras his way when you’re not looking.

john walker has to bite his tongue when your friends talk over you, but his hand always tightens on your hip until they shut up on their own.

john walker reminds you to drink water like it’s a mission briefing.

john walker who shakes his head with a smile when you’re trying to act tough—because “you got nothin’ to prove to me, baby.”

john walker watches you sleep sometimes just to calm down after a rough day.

john walker makes a means to walk on the street side of the sidewalk. Always. No discussion.

[writing---random]

Bucky, Steve, John

By Name

Warnings: pervy Bucky, mean Steve, public sex

Minors DNI 18+ below

Bucky- James

Bucky was a light sleeper so when you started groaning in your sleep, he was awake and on full alert

he shot up in bed next to you and quickly scanned his surroundings to ensure that no danger had made its way to your side of the bed

when his eyes landed on your sleeping form, he raised an eyebrow in confusion at your state

you were on your back, face turned and pressed into the pillow as you groaned again

"James. Oh James," your tone was desperate and pleading

pride blossomed in his chest as the realization finally sunk in- you were calling out for him in your sleep

the sweet sound of your moaning had Bucky growing painfully hard next to you

before he could reason with himself, he was reaching down to rub himself through his sleep pants

the first light brush of his hand against his sensitive cock had him biting his lip to contain a groan

as he swallowed it down, you whined loudly next to him

"Yeah baby? Is dream James making you feel good?" Bucky chuckled as he whispered to your sleeping body

"Fuuuck James!" you cried out

"Even in your sleep you're still so fuckin' responsive to me. Just like that, doll. Keep talkin' to me," Bucky groaned as he slipped his hand under his waistband and gripped his cock

Bucky watched in pure awe as you began to pant and gasp in pleasure. your whines got louder as your dream went on

"Fuck! Can't believe you've got me so worked up I'm about to cum in my pants like some pent up 20-year-old version of myself"

Bucky tugged his cock faster as he felt his orgasm threatening to wreck him at any moment

he bit down on his palm as he finally came all over his hand and trembling thighs

without fully catching his breath he leaned down to whisper against your cheek, "As soon as you're awake, I'm gonna have you on my cock screaming my name for real."

Steve- Steven

"I wasn't disrespecting you, Steve! I was just trying to make a point, and you decided to pull rank on me! In front of the whole team!" you threw your hands up in frustration

"I'm not asking for much, sweetheart. Just respect my title when we're in an important meeting. Tony already thinks I let you distract me during missions; I don't want to catch any grief over meetings now too!" his tone was exasperated and exhausted

"Well, I'm sorry I make things so difficult for you, Stevie," you growled out the nickname that started the entire fight. the nickname you dared to call him during a meeting

"Uh- uh. Absolutely not. You know my name. Say it," Steve growled at your obvious shot

"Fuck off, Captain" you spat his rank back at him

Steve closed the distance between the two of you in two large strides. his hand reached forward as he gripped your chin and forced you to look up at him, "My name. Say it," his words dripped with venom, and he looked down at you almost as if daring you to defy him

"Steve," your eyes went wide at his new aggression

"Try again," Steve gripped your chin harder and smirked as the new pressure made you gasp quietly

when you finally realized what he wanted you moaned-

"Steven"

"Fuck yes, sweetheart," he groaned. "Now get down on your knees and apologize"

John- Johnathan

John was always stressing you out during missions. everything always had to be his way or no way.

so, you usually ended up screaming at him over coms while he casually ignored your advice and commands.

"John! Stop! I told you that wouldn't work but you still won't fucking listen! You're going to get yourself captured or killed!"

"Sweetheart when are you g'nna realize I know what I'm doing and I don't need you constantly screeching in my ear," the smirk on John's face was infuriating.

"Screeching?! Fuck you, John! I'm just trying to keep you alive!"

"Aw, honey. Sounds like you've got a thing for the superior super soldier,"

"Fuck you Johnathan," you rolled your eyes at his teasing demeanor.

at the sound of his name, John couldn't help the growl that tore through his chest

the sound had you suppressing a whimper- of fear or arousal you couldn't exactly tell

your tiny noise was John's undoing. you watched in anticipation as he took off running back in the direction of the alley where you sat in the getaway car waiting for him

within minutes John was running up to the car, yanking your door open, and pulling you out by your wrists

John spun you around, pinned your arms behind your back, and bent you over the hood of the car

"I think you know what I wanna hear," John whispered against your neck as he lined himself up with your dripping hole

"Johnathan pleas-," you whined as you wiggled your ass back against him

John cut off your plea by sinking inside of you in one solid thrust

"Again. Say it again," John pleaded as his harsh thrusts kept you pinned against the car

"Johnathan! Feels so good Johnathan," you whined

"So fucking filthy letting me bend you over in this alley. Looks like all I gotta do to shut you up is make you go dumb on my cock."

[what-the-cap-dude]

A transgender male John Walker. But not just any transgender male John Walker. A transgender male John Walker who figured it out as a teen. Watched countless videos online on his computer and dreamed of looking just like the guys on the other side of the screen.

A John Walker who's first gender-affirming hair cut was a pixie cut dyed black with red tips, who painted his nails and chewed them down to the quic. Who had piercings and liked music with soft ukuleles.

A John Walker who had that bullied out of him. By his parents, people he thought were gonna be his life long friends, strangers. The people who would shove him in the halls at school and wrote "Tranny" on his desk in sharpie.

A John Walker who shaved his hair all off and never dyed it again. Who moved away and couldn't bear to look back. Who stiffened his upper lip and went to war and played football and did everything they asked him to do because he thought that's what would make him a man. That's how he would get his due respect.

A transgender male John Walker who doesn't know how to take it all back.

A transgender male John Walker who's too afraid to put his studs back in.

[thenewavengersblog]

I noticed in John’s shame scene in the TB, the article on his phone reads “The story of what went wrong starts long before his unveiling just a few short years ago…”

So that implies John and Olivia had their son 2~ years after TFATWS while John was still unstable, likely in an attempt to repair him and their marriage.

It clearly didn’t work, and once Olivia realized John wasn’t going to cleanly recover, she left.

[bratty-in-boots]

★ 彡┊ classified: ★— john walker

✶ ──꒰full masterlist꒱ ❞

𝝑୧ - fluff | 𖣠 - smut | ‎𐚱 - hurt/angst | ⚠︎ - hard cw | 𖨆 - suggestive

leverage (long fic!!) enemies to lovers, slowburn 𐚱 𖣠 ⚠︎

fluff hcs 𝝑୧ domestic hcs 𝝑୧ sugar daddy hcs 𝝑୧ kind of cute fluff short 𝝑୧ reader is insecure 𝝑୧ just tell me 𝝑୧ mistletoe 𝝑୧ x hippie!reader 𐚱𝝑୧ gentle make-up sex 𝝑୧ 𖣠 message from john 𝝑୧ <- part 2 𖣠 stress relief 𝝑୧𖣠 somethin's burnin' 𖣠 stress relief request fill 𖣠 begging 𖣠 overstimulation 𖣠 edging 𖣠 vampire!john 𖣠 soft weight 𖣠 claiming 𖣠 aftercare req. fill 𝝑୧⚠︎(safeword usage) just a costume 𖨆 yelena discovers secret dating sfw mouthfull for my friend's birthday: part 1 𝝑୧ & part 2 (slight 𐚱) 𖣠

✁---- more coming soon . 📽.ᐟ ˚ ⋆

✮⋆˙ kinktober 2025

day 4 - voyeurism day 12 - spanking day 15 - orgasm denial (reader giving) / personal fav 🪡 day 22 - choking/breath play day 25 - breeding

ㅤㅤ ۪ ꒰ all masterlists ꒱ ۪ ݁ ⟢﹒🐰 ݁ ۪ ୧ ♡﹒🐇・﹒kinktober m.list﹒✦ ᯓᡣ𐭩 send to my inbox 💌

[bratty-in-boots]

john [sugar daddy] walker 𖠌 | headcannons(for the bank account ﹩﹩﹩)

john always makes you show him your shopping bags when you get back — not to check what you bought, but because he wants to see your face light up while you talk about it :(

john keeps a black card in your name, but you still ask before using it because you like when he gives permission.

john leaves cash in the pockets of your coats. just in case.

john tells you, “you don’t ever need to save your money for something, sweetheart. that’s my job.” >.<

john acts smug every time someone asks you what you do for a living and you say, “i stay pretty” >:)

john makes sure every single hotel room you stay in has your favorite wine, fresh fruit, and that lotion you like <333

john sees your lips pout when you hesitate over a price tag and just says, “you think too small, let me handle big” :0

john fills your gas tank every Sunday, checks your tire pressure, and handles your oil changes all himself. leaves sticky notes that says, “drive safe, pretty girl” <333

john keeps a framed photo of you at his office and tells everyone, “she’s the reason I work so hard” :')

john sends you flowers “just because” — not for anniversaries or apologies, just because he thought of you at lunch.