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My Top Posts in 2021
#5
Heal
Summary: Bucky Barnes/Reader, Clint’s not the only one with a hidden house and family
You can hear the front door unlocking and you move forward to open it but pause stumbling back as Bucky rushes through supporting another man who’s bleeding sluggishly from a wound to his side.
“Help him, I didn’t know where else to-“
“No problem throw him on the couch, I’ll grab the bandages, anything extra I should worry about?”
“He heals fast.” You can hear Bucky shout as he moves back towards your bedroom.
“I meant if there’s a bullet still in him..”
“Just a bad burn..”. You huff and turn to the man laying on the couch. You mentally thank Bucky for pulling most of his shirt off but leaving the area that’s melted into the flesh from the burn. You can feel the electricity pulse off the wound and you grimace. You run your finger against the edge of the red ring and sigh as you can feel it bubble against the shirt you're wearing. You wince as you press your hand closer to the blackened edge, you can tell the man's body is healing itself, as the blackness seeps into your skin it’s already diminished by his body’s healing abilities. You can hear the shower turning on and you frown hoping the man won't wake up before Bucky finishes his shower. You can see him shifting in his sleep and you push your power into him to take his nightmares. You curl against the couch on the floor and dream of Bucky falling over and over.
“Steve stay still you still have to heal a bit.” You can hear Bucky talking and reason he’s explaining everything to the man on the couch, who you now confirm is Steve.
“How long was I out! There’s no way this should be almost healed and whose house are we in..”
“I got someone to help you out and we’re in my house.”
“You have a house?”
“Clint has a farm, and a sister, can I not have a house? Now, eat a fucking brownie.” You snicker and turn your head towards the kitchen as Bucky comes in holding a brownie out to Steve as he lays on the couch.
“Good morning, sleep well?”
“You took his nightmares too didn’t you?”
“Helps him heal faster.” You stand up and stretch, you wince as the fabric of your shirt pulls against the scabbing burn, you carefully peel your shirt off.
“That’s where I got-“
“Yes, I have powers, I can take people’s injuries from them, my serum heals them for me. It’s alright, it’s better for you to be mobile, especially since this house is a ‘dead zone’ meaning your friends are probably a few minutes out and about to rip me a new one for kidnapping a national monument and fossil.” You laugh at your own joke and move to peer out the window. You open the door to see Tony Stark’s blaster in your face.
“Oh hello, are you here for Steve? Can I offer some tea first, he can’t be moved right now.” You open the door more and gesture to the living room where Steve is now sitting on the couch eating a brownie.
“He only can have two, give the rest of them half of one if they want, also the ones in the red tub are for Bruce.” You smile again and Bucky nods.
“Why half?” Clint pouts, eating his half slowly.
“Half of the ‘flour’ I used is a mix of protein powder and that weight gain powder, in case Buck has a bad day and doesn’t want to eat much, since he needs about 6000 calories per day, one of those brownies takes about 2000 off of that so I know he has something in him. Now, tea?” Natasha and Bruce both nod and Clint signs to Natasha about coffee. You slip into the kitchen brewing a pot of both and return moments later setting them and the mugs onto the table.
“Each mug is colour coded for you all. Buck said it was the best idea.”
“Buck? Sorry but who the hell are you?”
“ A friend, you can trust me.”
“Your house is a dead zone and you kidnapped two of our team members.”
“I can vouch for her, so will Steve and Bucky. Tony give her a chance, she’s very good.” Bruce smiles.
“Good at?”
“I can take on people’s injuries and heal them. I gain the injury but my serum heals me.”
“Wait did you make Bruce brownies? Is this a regular thing?”
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271 notes • Posted 2021-04-06 19:33:33 GMT
#4
Family Talk
Summary: George Weasley/Reader, Pre-war, Reader keeps sneaking into George’s room and finally gets caught
”Y/N hurry up, we'll miss the train!!” George shouts and you laugh from where you’ve finally pulled your trunk from your dorm room.
“Nobody has ever missed the train home.”
“Well I don’t want to be the first.”
“It’s summer George, besides the last time I came over and we had to have separate rooms you complained the entire train ride back.”
“Okay fine we can go right now and wait on the station for ten minutes if you want. Miss breakfast?”
“Yeah, okay I see your point, breakfast first.” he winks and then leans forward to kiss you, deepening it as he pushes you back on the couch.
“Dessert before breakfast since it’s summer vacation.” He laughs a little as you flush and try to hide it by grabbing your trunk and avoiding looking at him.
”George, sweetie it's….” Molly waits for a moment, she can see your door is open, which means you’re probably in her son’s room.
“Down in a sec mum.” He shouts and Molly realizes he thinks she’s downstairs, so she waves her wand at the door, it unlocks, and as she steps in she considers for a moment that knocking was a much better idea this time. You offer an awkward smile at Molly, who stands ears and face almost as red as her hair, and you swear you can see steam curling up with the flyaways in her hair.
“Hey Mrs. Weasley…” You stutter a little and nudge George with your free hand, the other is on his shoulder stabilizing you as you straddle him on his bed.
“Mum don’t-”
“I have seven children, if I have a grandchild before my next birthday I will have six children.” She smiles and you try your best not to laugh.
“I am going to give you one minute to clean up, come downstairs and we are going to have a chat.” You hold your breath when she leaves only sighing when the door clicks close.
“Get your hand from under my top!” You scowl at George who just chuckles a little.
“What do you think she wants to talk about?”
“Murdering me probably.”
When you walk down the stairs you can see Molly sitting at the table and she gestures for both of you sit down, you carefully take the cup of tea, thanking her and her glare softens a little.
“Listen you two, you’re so young, not that you being younger has anything to do with it Y/N dear. It’s just, if you two aren’t careful, those sorts of feelings, and actions can lead to other more serious and life changing things.”
“Mum for merlin’s sake I don’t need a sex talk.” George’s face turns bright red. Molly just takes a sip of her tea and you can see exactly what she’s thinking as her eyes widen slowly, she’s carefully setting her tea down.
“George…” You try your best not to laugh when he chokes on his tea.
“Are you telling me that you and Y/N don’t need a sex talk because you’ve already bloody shagged her.” Molly hisses and you know George would be laughing but all the colour drains from his face.
“Mum! No! I just meant I heard it when you gave it to Percy and Merlin knows he’s never going to use that advice!”
“So you are using it! You and Y/N are having sex!! In my house!!!! Under mine and your fathers nose!”
“Mum! NO! I’d never have sex with Y/N while anyone else was in the house, that’s awful!”
“SO YOU WAIT TILL WE LEAVE!?”
“MUM WE”RE NOT HAVING SEX!”
“You better not be, I mean if you are at least use protection and be safe about everything.”
“Mum okay, I know, Mum just, can we wrap this up before anyone else wakes up…”
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272 notes • Posted 2021-07-16 09:12:33 GMT
#3
Courting
Summary: Bucky Barnes/Reader, A/B/O Dynamics; Reader is the only Omega on the team, Bucky takes issue with it, battling with feelings from what he used to know versus what he’s learned. Bucky’s trying to re-learn how to be an alpha and switching from what he remembers of the 40’s to present day is a bit hard.
Half the team was off on a mission. You were expecting them back later that day so you figured you have a few hours to relax and watch more TV, Bruce was holed up in the lab and Natasha was training with some of the new SHIELD agents. You fall asleep to the news droning and wake up to hear a few pained groans.
“You guys are back.” You sit up smiling sleepily. You blink slowly, waking up and rubbing your eyes.
“Hey Steve, why you lookin’ at me like that? Is Bucky okay?” You peer past Steve to see Bucky practically snarling. You cower slightly, aggressive Alpha’s have always made you nervous. You watch as Bucky immediately relaxes holding his hands up slightly and backing away. You shift on the couch sliding out from under the blanket and standing up stretching. You can hear a low growl and pause mid-stretch to look at Bucky.
“Oh, sorry Buck, I’m wearing’ your shirt, I can give it back if you want?” He doesn’t make a sound, choosing to step forward slightly. Steve’s hand stops him.
“Buck, be careful. It ain’t like it was.”
“She’s wearin’ my shirt Stevie, it’s gotta mean somethin’ right?” He looks to you almost hopefully and you furrow your brow at Steve hoping he’ll explain it.
“Back in the fourties omega’s would take a ‘scent marker’ from an alpha they wanted to court them, if the alpha asked for it back it meant they noticed and they were interested in courting the omega.”
“Oh, does the omega give the ‘scent marker back?”
“No they commonly kept it as a ‘first courting gift, then the alpha would slowly bring more leading up the omega’s heat.”
“Oh.” You nod, your thoughts turn to your heat coming up in a few days. You laugh a little and shake your head before smiling up at Bucky.
“My heat starts within the week, not much time to get gifts together is it?” Bucky smiles softly.
“Not much time at all, good thing I have a head-start.” Bucky grins.
-
“Seriously do you guys need anything at the store? Sam and I are going down to grab a few things, it’s your last chance to ask.” You sing song as you walk to the door waving your hand for attention. You look at Sam and shake your head before the two of you make your way out of the compound.
“I’ve been an official Avenger for almost a year and people still don’t recognize me!” You pout at Sam as he waves of a fan.
“Well it probably has something to do with the mountain of suppressants you take, people don’t trust an omega that won't let themselves be scented.”
“I’ve been off them for a month and no one comes up to ask me for autographs, even with my scent out there.”
“Maybe because you just do undercover missions? That might have something to do with it Y/N” You shake your head laughing as Sam grabs a cart
You’re looking at the vegetables when you feel a slight twinge of cramps, you brush it off, yet find yourself drifting closer to Sam as you both shop.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, yeah just feeling a bit sick is all.” You blink sluggishly, when did you become so tired? Sam’s watching you and shrugs slightly turning around but he frowns turning back to you stepping almost flush against you.
“Heat right?” You duck your head embarrassed.
“Yeah, it’s fine though, I’ll be fine.” Sam steps back as you smell a strange alpha suddenly too close.
“I’ll say, pretty little omega like you will make even prettier pups.” You wince, turning to face the Alpha who towers over you. You weigh your options, the risk of attacking him and getting hurt for it wouldn’t be as big of a deal, but you know Sam wont like that, instead you pull out your phone. The alpha growls at this and you sniffle, tears filling your eyes. God you hate your hormones right now. You whine and fight the urge to show your neck, instead focusing on the phone. You hit the emergency contact number and toss it to Sam, when the Alpha swipes for it.
“You okay doll?”
“It’s Sam, we’re fine there’s just an alpha around that’s a little too close and.. Barnes?” You step back towards Sam as the Alpha steps closer to you.
“Pretty little thing aren’t you.”
“Please go away, I just want to finish my shopping.” The Alpha huffs a laugh through his nose and shakes his head.
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283 notes • Posted 2021-04-05 10:39:24 GMT
#2
Scotty Doesn’t Know
Summary: Stiles/McCall!Reader, Song Fic, Scotty Doesn’t Know, reader is Scott’s younger sister and her and Stiles are keeping their relationship a secret
Your brother Scott McCall is an idiot. You knew this, having lived with him all of your life, but you were surprised no one else had caught on. For now you were thankful that he was oblivious as you were terrified he’d take the relationship you and Stiles had started badly. He wasn’t openly protective about you, but you feel like dating your brother’s best friend was crossing some line for him.
You and Stiles were enjoying your time alone, Scott was off with Allison doing something and you were happily on Stiles lap kissing him and half watching whatever movie he’d put on. You know the movie doesn’t really matter not with how his hands keep sliding lower and lower.
“Y/N you home?” You duck down, hiding on the couch trying to keep yourself as flat as possible, Stiles tosses a blanket over you as Scott peers into the living room.
“She fell asleep on you, dude I’m sorry, things with Allison ran over.”
“No big deal man, we got pizza there should be..” Stiles laughs and you crack an eye open to see Scott holding two of the pizza boxes.
“So now we have double the pizza.”
“Yeah figured it would be an okay apology.”
“Y/N wake up Scott got pizza.” Stiles pretends to shove you off the couch and you fake a scowl at him. Scott grins.
“My life would be so much easier if you two got along, you know.”
“Like I’m supposed to make your life easier as your sister.”
You’re continuously surprised at the amount of times you and Stiles almost get caught by Scott, you know his werewolf senses increase his perceptibility, but he’s still just as dumb when it comes to seeing what’s in front of his face.
”Stiles got hurt?” You turn from where you’d been talking to Allison as Scott informs you.
“Yeah he sprained his ankle, he’s getting it wrapped now. Actually, can you go let him know that Allison and I are planning on going to the movies, unless he needs help?”
“Yeah of course.” You offer and turn towards the locker rooms hoping your rushing over can just be passed off as general worry.
“Stiles you okay?” Stiles looks up clearly unimpressed by your question.
“Yeah I’m fine, this is just for practice.” He waves his hand over where he’s wrapping his ankle. You laugh a little.
“Here let me help then.” You nod shifting to sit across from him.
His fingers brush over yours when you finish wrapping his ankle, tucking the bandage over itself.
“Scott wanted to let you know that he and Allison are going to the movies.”
“So we’ll have your house to ourselves.
“Yeah since my mom’s on the late shift.” You laugh a little when he cheers, before pulling you in for a kiss.
“So Allison was right.” You freeze when Scott speaks, he’s leaning against one of the lockers.
“Forgot my gear.” He grins and laughs a little nodding to where you’ve almost jumped backwards from Stiles.
“I don’t care y/n, there’s no dumb bro-code or whatever you’re thinking, personally I’d rather both of you be happy.”
“You’re okay with it?” You stare shocked still, but move back to sit next to Stiles.
“Yes, so long as you keep whatever you’re doing a secret.” Scott shivers clearly imagining something he finds disgusting and you laugh.
“What?”
“Well you and Allison clearly make enough noise that mom has to pretend not to notice.”
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372 notes • Posted 2021-07-02 11:26:40 GMT
#1
Having a baby with Bucky
Summary: Headcanons for having a baby with Bucky
Any of these headcanons can be requested to be an imagine if you want
-You find out you’re pregnant when he’s on a mission, and don’t tell him until he gets back
-He finds out when you’re bent over the toilet vomiting
-You hadn’t ever talked about kids so you both decide to have a long conversation about it
-You find out Bucky is mostly worried about any family he has being put in danger by his past, not that he’d be a bad parent
-You make a few jokes about him being the worlds oldest dad at 100+ years
-Bucky proposes on the spot, you’re too preoccupied with how long he had the ring instead of him proposing
-You deal with a lot of morning sickness which Bucky is always happy to sit by your side with, or hold your hair back when it gets bad
-He refuses to miss any doctors appointments going so far as to skip a mission brief for one
-At the first appointment when they do an ultrasound Bucky cries
-You spend two days arguing about if you want to know the gender or not
-You make jokes that the baby has Bucky’s preferences for 40’s food when you get cravings
-Bucky tries to avoid touching you with the metal arm, but the coolness seems to calm the baby down, if you lie about that to make Bucky feel more comfortable using the arm he doesn’t need to know
-Bucky can easily handle your mood swings, unless you’re crying, then he just sort of flails around unsure how to help, which usually makes you laugh
-Bucky talks to your bump all the time, any chance he gets, worried that the baby might forget him
-You let Bucky think of names but refuse to tell him your top picks until you find out the gender
-When you find out its girl, you calmly mention you want to name her after his mom or sister, he just nods, muttering a quick thank you
-You find out later from Steve he went through seven punching bags unsure of how to deal with the overwhelming love he felt
-Bucky takes time off from missions right before and after your daughter is born
-Once your daughter is born Bucky spends hours just staring at her and everything she does
-You ask about growing your family once you daughter is almost a year old
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