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Boy I sure am anxious. Sure would love to take a chill pill (butch cock in my throat).
feel bad for my 9 followers on instagram bc i’m going to be spam posting
scrolling furiously for a million years to get to my posts from five days ago
I love spam and shitposting right before bed, like the thoughts are thoughting and existing and it is very delicious for my brain cells they are being fed the existence of existencing. Wow.
Yum.
might start posting art on here 🥹
I'm almost done deep cleaning my room, thank the Gods. Shelf is done!!
I know it looks horribly cluttered, but what can I say? I love having a room full of trinkets. Empty bare rooms drive me absolutely mad.
How the Thunderbolts react to you telling them you cant sleep without someone near ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
pairings: platonic!thunderbolts x GN!teenreader
Warnings: a bit of angst, comfort , fluff, understanding
Requests: OPEN!
Notes: I like writing about these type of things gets my heart all tingly ! :3
summary: You hadn’t slept properly in what felt like years. Silence made your mind too loud—every shadow felt like a threat, every memory of what you’d survived clawed back to the surface the moment you closed your eyes. The emptiness of lying down alone only made it worse. You needed something real, something grounding, something human—touch, presence, proof that you weren’t back there anymore. Sleep only came when someone sat close enough for you to feel their warmth. That’s when the team started noticing.
JOHN F. WALKER 🛡️
John was caught off guard when you told him—because he recognized the same restlessness in himself. He remembered too many nights as Captain America, staring at ceilings, waiting for sleep that never came. When you asked him to sit with you, he laughed it off, joking, “Guess I’ve got ‘comfort blanket’ written all over me.” But when you tucked against his chest, he didn’t move away. He wrapped an arm around you, solid and warm, letting you use him like an anchor. As you drifted off, he looked down at you with surprising tenderness, whispering to himself, "I’ve got you. Don’t worry."
AVA STARR ✰
Ava had lived in constant pain, never able to find peace in sleep herself, so when you confessed your fear of being alone in the dark, she didn’t think it was strange. She didn’t speak, just sat down at your side when the nightmares wouldn’t let you close your eyes. Her presence was quiet, steady, like a shield. You leaned into her cautiously at first, but she didn’t pull away—her hand found its way to your back, grounding you. You drifted off slowly, the sharp edges of fear fading with her warmth against you. For the first time in years, Ava stayed until you were deep asleep, her own breathing syncing with yours.
YELENA ALEXEYEVNA BELOVA 🗡
You told Yelena once that sleeping alone felt dangerous, like the second you let go, the world would take something from you. She didn’t laugh, didn’t joke right away—she just gave a small nod, like she got it. Then she lay down beside you and made light of it, teasing, “Fine, but only because I’m obviously the safest person to cuddle with.” She’d braid your hair or tell you ridiculous stories until you relaxed against her. And when you finally fell asleep, her hand would stay resting protectively against yours, a silent promise that nothing would touch you tonight.
JAMES 'BUCKY' BUCHANAN BARNES ✪
Bucky understood the most. He knew what it was like to lie awake for hours because closing your eyes only brought back faces you couldn’t forget. The first time you admitted you couldn’t sleep without someone nearby, he just gave you this quiet look of recognition. He sat beside you on the bed, letting your head rest against his shoulder. The weight of him, steady and familiar, dulled the edge of your panic. He didn’t move until your breathing slowed, and when you drifted off, he whispered, “You’re safe. I know what it’s like. Sleep while you can.”
ROBERT 'BOB' REYNOLDS ꩜
Bob flinched when you admitted you couldn’t sleep without someone there. “That’s… that’s me too,” he confessed softly. He was terrified of what might come out if he let go, of what the darkness inside him could unleash. But when you curled up against him, resting your head on his chest, the noise in his mind dulled. Your presence tethered him. You fell asleep, your breathing steady, and for once, the storm inside him went quiet. “Thank you,” he whispered into your hair, realizing that by helping you, you had unknowingly helped him too.
ALEXEI ALANOVICH SHOSTAKOV ☯
Alexei noticed first during missions—how you never slept much at camp, always keeping watch until exhaustion won. When you admitted you couldn’t sleep without someone near, he puffed up with pride. “Of course, you need me! Red Guardian protects his comrades!” he boomed, making it sound heroic. But when you actually curled against his chest, trembling from the weight of your thoughts, his voice softened. He wrapped you up in a bear hug, humming a lullaby he barely remembered from childhood. “Sleep, little one. No ghosts can touch you here,” he murmured. For all his bluster, he stayed awake longer than you, keeping his word.
The Thunderbolts weren’t exactly the picture of softness, but when they realized you could only sleep with someone near, they adapted in their own messy way. Bucky made sure you always had a steady shoulder to lean on, Yelena teased but never pulled away, Alexei wrapped you up like a shield, and Ava kept a quiet watch. John offered himself with easy bravado, and Bob found peace in your trust. They didn’t question it, didn’t judge—they just made space for you, proving in their own rough edges that you’d never have to face the night alone again.
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