#thuderbolts

[chxwal]

Valid crash out

[floilee]

FLORENCE PUGH

[gunsandspaceships]

Ao3 statistics: MCU

This list only includes projects that are part of the Infinity Saga and the Multiverse Saga on Disney+. Other projects will be included in a separate section.

MCU: 627,815 works

The Avengers (movies): 246,965 works

Captain America (Chris Evans movies): 118,078 works

Iron Man (movies): 61,579 works

Thor (movies): 61,028 works

Spider-Man (Tom Holland movies): 54,893 works

Daredevil (TV): 23,938 works

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV): 20,648 works

Loki (TV): 14,932 works

Doctor Strange (movies): 10,845 works

Guardians of the Galaxy (movies): 10,352 works

Thunderbolts (movie): 8,507 works

Black Widow (movie): 8,134 works

Moon Knight (TV): 7,830 works

Agatha All Along (TV): 7,533 works

Black Panther (movies): 7,393 works

Deadpool (movies): 7,056 works

WandaVision (TV): 6,204 works

Hawkeye (TV): 5,572 works

Wolverine (movies): 3,562 works

Captain Marvel (movies): 3,439 works

The Incredible Hulk (movie): 2,461 works

Ant-Man (movies): 2,315 works

Eternals (movies): 1,889 works

X-Men '97 (cartoon 2024): 1,880 works

Captain America (Anthony Mackie movie): 1,770 works

What If...? (cartoon): 1,442 works

Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (movie): 852 works

The Fantastic Four: First Steps (movie): 810 works

Ms. Marvel (TV): 521 works

The Marvels (movie): 473 works

She-Hulk: Attorney at Law (TV): 379 works

Werewolf By Night (TV): 326 works

Ironheart (TV): 139 works

Secret Invasion (TV): 112 works

Marvel Zombies (cartoon): 56 works

Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man (cartoon): 40 works

Echo (TV): 39 works

Eyes of Wakanda (cartoon): 7 works

I Am Groot (TV): 7 works

Other stats: Comics, Extended Marvel, Characters, Tony's Ships, Tags for Tony, Team Cap vs Team Tony

[written-smitten]

Reader “forgets” to wear panties just so she can ride Alexei in his limo🙂‍↕️😏

Joy Ride

18+ adult content • MDNI

summary: Alexei innocently wants to show you his driving skills but you have a dirtier plan in mind.

word count: 1.3k

tags: explicit smut, car sex, light spanking, language

a/n: thank you anon! i hadn’t watched the red guardian limo advertisement in months and forgot just how corny it was 😭 i hope you enjoy the fic 💌 love, w

-> Alexei Master List Here

A few months into your position as a day-to-day assistant for the team, you learned about Alexei’s limousine from John Walker’s retelling of a perilous ride through the desert. The team was oblivious to your crush on the Russian super soldier, especially Alexei himself.

As a New Avenger, Alexei no longer had a need for his specialty limousine service. His plan was to sell the vehicle at the end of the year and call it a wrap. The worn down vehicle, still riddled with some broken holes, was kept in a dark corner of the garage level under Avengers tower. A dusty cover blanketed the vehicle. You always had assumed it was a limo, but never connected the dots.

After hearing about that tumultuous ride from John, you found yourself fantasizing about getting pounded in the back of the limo by the Red Guardian. Alexei’s large frame made you feel small and feminine. When you were busy with daily minutiae, sometimes he would cut up an apple and bring it to you. Light blue eyes sparkled in the filtered daylight. Gazing at his mustache you thought about sitting on his face. Alexei’s kind energy triggered your desire to bring out some depravity from deep within.

You didn’t want to get fired for asking an Avenger for sex, so you breadcrumbed affections to the Red Guardian. Laughed a little extra at his jokes, stroked his ego—you really wanted to stroke his fat cock—and gradually laid all the sweetness you could on him. Alexei found you very attractive, but refrained from making a move. The Russian assumed you were just a sweet and friendly girl and didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

One afternoon, you decided to take the risk. You clocked out and found Alexei, who was sewing a hole in one of his buttery-soft track jackets. You leaned into his ear, heart racing.

“At 9 o’clock tonight I want to meet you in the garage and let you treat me to the limo service. I heard the seats are waterproof.”

You kissed his stubbled cheek and threw him a wink as you stepped back. Alexei seemed surprised.

“Yeah? As you wish.”

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A few minutes after 9:00 PM you found yourself walking to the limo, dressed in a provocative little blue dress. You left your panties at home, leaving yourself vulnerable to whatever x-rated activities that might unfold.

Alexei was ecstatic to see you, and had cleaned up the interior and exterior of the abused car. He wore a grey suit and tie, as he would with his regular clientele.

“Ah, you look so pretty. It’s really your color.” Alexei eyed your dress up and down before embracing you gently.

“You know, I offer the limo to the other Avengers and nobody ever wants to go on little joy ride. I don’t even get pulled over that much you know.” he boasted.

“Alexei—

“Ride sharing is good for the environment. Did you ask if anybody else wanted to—”

“Actually, I was thinking—“ you cleared your throat.

“We can go to Jersey. This thing accelerates to like 55 miles per the hour. The workers union did good job.” He grinned.

You tugged on his neat tie and pulled him down into a hungry kiss. He froze for a second, but then relaxed and dipped his warm hands to the small of your back. The buzz of a tiny moan from your mouth dispelled his confusion over the occasion.

“So you really want that kind of ride, yeah?”

“You tell me.”

You guided one of his hands to the hem of your skimpy dress and made him feel underneath. His rough fingers slid against your hot, damp pussy. Alexei felt an excited twitch at his groin. He carefully teased your clit whilst locking eyes with you.

“I forgot my panties.” you playfully pouted.

“Fuck.” he breathed.

In a frantic blur of making out and tossing clothes throughout the limo cabin, you found yourself splayed across Alexei’s bare lap, fully naked and prone. The super soldier’s hot erection pressed against your skin, dewed with arousal. The slate grey suit jacket and tie were thrown off, but Alexei kept his button down on, sleeves rolled to his tattooed elbows.

“This could get you in such big trouble. You know? Being a naughty girl like this.”

The older man clicked his tongue against his teeth. A large hand grasped at the flesh of your ass, pulling and pinching at your cheeks. It was making your slit drip.

“I know, I’m just so horny I couldn’t take it anymore. Don’t tell anyone.”

“Oh, little shlyuhka. I won’t. But somebody must reprimand you.”

He spanked you, leaving a stinging sensation. You squirmed a little but Alexei gripped your body so that you couldn’t move away. He spanked your ass again. Then again. Your skin was becoming flush with pink. Alexei was enthralled by how powerless you were on his lap. In his car.

“Tell me what you want.” he demanded.

His hand struck you firmly across the ass.

“I want your cock in me.”

“Mm, I’ll allow this special service just for tonight.”

Straddling Alexei’s lap, you watched him remove his tie and button down shirt. Plush lips kissed you passionately before shoving his eager cock into you. He was large and uncut, bigger than any you’ve had in recent years. It reached deep zones of pleasure that desperately needed to be stretched.

“So tight and wet.” he groaned.

He gripped your ass firmly as he pumped his massive shaft in and out of you. Big blue eyes were fixated on your breasts that were bouncing with every thrust. Riding his dick felt better than you could have fathomed. When you grasped at his brown hair, he leaned and began to suckle on each tit, leaving love bites on your delicate skin and marking you as his own. Sloppy wet sounds filled the cabin of the limousine. Alexei’s hands held you tightly as his length pounded into your slick cunt. The windows began to fog up from the steamy scene.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful.” he grunted through his urgent breathing.

Alexei allowed you to slide off his cock and reposition yourself to ride him in reverse. He gripped your breast with one hand and used the other to stimulate your sensitive clit. Even though you were pathetically soaking wet, he made you feel so full. Rough fingers rubbed your flesh at the perfect pace to push you over the edge. A vulgar symphony of bodily sounds filled the cabin of the car. You were moaning uncontrollably and seeing stars. Alexei’s low voice coaxed you through your climax.

“Oh, baby girl, I know. Give it to me. Give it all to me, it’s okay.”

It was too much to process.

You whined and whimpered as your body involuntarily trembled around his thick cock. Alexei fucked you faster, hurdling toward his own orgasm.

“Your cock feels so good, don’t stop, oh my God. keep going.” you cried out in pleasure.

Alexei obeyed, and fucked you for seemingly quite a while longer before he couldn’t take it anymore. He manhandled you once again, shoving you off his large cock and down onto your knees. His hand was vigorously stroking the wet shaft, covered in your own juices. You played with your fantastic tits and held your tongue out for him. His mustached face contracted as he ejaculated at last. You took his thick head into your mouth, greedily sucking and lapping up his fresh cum. Alexei looked upon you with lustful bliss.

“Good girl!” he exclaimed loudly.

You swallowed every drop that leaked out of him, selfishly wanting more.

Alexei was panting as you came to rest in his arms. Dick twitching from the excitement. Bodies sweating in the back of the limo. You started to take notice of where you were located, but you felt safe and comfortable.

“Can I take you out to dinner sometime?” asked the super soldier.

“That sounds nice.”

[they-are-in-my-pants]

AGAIN AND AGAIN

pairing: Yelena Belova x gn!reader

word count: 1056 genre: fluff, more than friends not quite lovers

warnings: some kissing, alcohol consumption, implied smut, kinda angsty if you squint?

summary: Yelena and you live in the uncertain and the unknown, but that doesn't stop you from finding moment to fall in love again and again.

Author’s note: Was this inspired by the Charli XCX remix in the new Wuthering Heights trailer? maybe. sue me. the movie might be terrible but the music isn't.

In my head, this is probably more fem!reader leaning, but it was written with gender neutrality in mind, so enjoy this while I work on a muuuuch longer fic that is draining the life out of me.

You’re running down the street, laughing like an utter maniac, with Yelena right by your side, just as exuberant. Rarely does New York ever feel as empty as it does now. A whole city for only you two.

When you slow down, breathless, laugh coming out as more of a wheeze, Yelena stops beside you, though she isn’t nearly as out of breath as you. Ex-Widow perks, you guess.

It’s one of those exceptional moments when all of your worries lay forgotten at the bottom of liquor bottles, a smile twisting her usually placid face, eyes crinkling at the corners. Your cheeks are bright red, maybe from the run, maybe from the alcohol, probably from the joy bubbling in your chest, the pure and utter joy you feel here, with her, so far away from everything cruel you know too well.

The street is void, yellowish light painting the walls golden, a blue neon sign drawing shapes on your arms and her face, and it feels like walking through a dream, a dream you wish could last forever. So in hopes of stretching out the moment, you whisper a proposition.

“You wanna come to my place? The subway is still running.”

Yelena nods eagerly.

“Of course,” she said, already walking away. 

Whatever exists between you and Yelena is a solid, unalterable thing, fluttering around in your heart like a butterfly of steel, dancing back and forth between domains of love and friendship. Because if anyone asks you who you love most, you’d answer “Yelena”, without a doubt, but you wouldn’t follow it up with “my best friend”, like you did at the beginning of your friendship, because it doesn’t quite feel like friendship anymore.

If you were to ask Yelena who she’d give her life for, she’d answer with your name, spoken like a promise, and you’d look at her like she’s insane.

But you love her, and she loves you. And love is a difficult bird to cage, too small and fast to pin down within any realm.

You never look at anyone like you look at Yelena, not when she looks like an angel tonight, smiling brightly, hands tucked in the pockets of her jacket, rambling on about something you forget to be concerned by, too distracted by everything. 

The subway is chokingly hot, guiding your hands to unzip your coat and unwind your scarf. Beside you, Yelena mirrors your actions. 

The platform is empty, harsh fluorescent lights bouncing off the dark walls, both of you resplendent, shining golden in the dim lighting.

You start laughing again, for no real reason, and Yelena smiles.

“What’s up with you?”

“I dunno, I’m just happy, is that such a crime?”

“No… No, I guess it isn’t.”

The train rushes in, agitating the air, your hair and scarf whipping around you wildly, and Yelena is standing dangerously close to the tracks, the illuminated window glowing behind her, her silhouette stark as she looks at you with that kind, violent gaze. The wind dies down as the doors open with a woosh, and you both step into an empty cart.

Neither of you sit down, simply wandering around, gripping into each other and the handlebars to keep from falling, laughing again as Yelena loses her balance and falls into your arms. Just as you let go of each other, the lights shut down around you, leaving you in a semi darkness interrupted by shorts bursts of light.

You don’t complain, just grab her hand and lead you both to grab the stanchion to keep yourselves upright and situated. She follows you worldlessly, looking deep into your eyes, piercing into your soul.

Another train rushes by you, bright white lights illuminating the carriage in quick intervals, and in the flashing lights, you catch yourself moving closer to Yelena, looking at her face glow and disappear, seeing her face for only a split second before guessing where it is in the darkness.

Lights flashing around you, painting everything fuzzy and uncertain, only half there, the only tether being each other.

Lights flashing again and again, shooing away fears and worries of solitude as Yelena leans in, firmly pressing her lips to yours.

Lights flashing that match the electric feel of her lips against yours, a quick, steady buzz through your entire body, flowing off the tips of your fingers when you grab her neck.

Lights flashing, glorious brevity, on and off but always there. Always there.

Again and again, you find your way to each other when the world feels like it’s about to crumble.

Again and again, she kisses you, hungry but gentle, in the empty carriage, again and again, you reciprocate, hands prey to wanderlust on her body.

Again and again, like every time, you pull away, staring into Yelena’s beautiful eyes like they might hold the answer to a happy life.

Maybe they do.

That’s what it feels like, in these moments.

And what is life if not a string of moments just like these?

When you stumble out of the train, lips kiss swollen, clothes slightly disheveled, giggling like a pair of schoolgirls, you let her take your hand.

In the darkness of New York City, you let yourself indulge in these little things that live in the inbetweens, no one’s here to stop you.

The rest of the night is a blur, a soft blur of cheap wine, skin on skin and old music playing in the background while you trace the story of her life with your eager lips, letting her tell you where to touch to fix things.

The next morning, you can smell her on your skin, something fierce and sweet and so very her, yet it’s buried in your flesh and pillows and sheet. In the morning light, nothing is clearer than it was last night.

But what you do know, and do say with unwavering certainty is

“I love you, Lena.”

“I love you too,” you hear back.

And you’ll tell her, again and again, if that’s what she needs. What you need. 

And in the meantime, the inbetween is vastly sufficient, you promise yourself.

You seal your pact with a kiss to the center of her chest, before you let the golden languidness carry you away, wrapped and tangled in each other, always together despite everything.

[enochsangel]

୨୧ enochsangels masterlist ୨୧

⎙ : in progress , ✿ : complete , ❥ : smut , ꜝꜝ : platonic , ✩ : angst+fluff , coloured in pink is fluff

updated it : 25th , september , 25

who I write for + rules

THUNDERBOLTS HEAD CANONS

platonic!thunderbolts x GN!teenreader with a mix of romantic relationships (it will show the difference between platonic and romantic!)

reacting to you telling them you cant sleep without someone near ✿ꜝꜝ

reacting to you speak after being mute ✿ ꜝꜝ

reacting to you being scared of yourself ✿ ꜝꜝ

reacting to you when your going through a rough time ✿ ꜝꜝ✩

reacting to you getting hurt on a mission ✿ ꜝꜝ✩

reacting to you when they see val trying to get close too you ⎙ ꜝꜝ

more incoming..

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18 + minors do not interact -- some is fluff, some is smut

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thunderbolts x GN!reader (romantic, besides Alexei I feel uncomfortable doing anything sexual or romantic with him he's more of a father figure for me.)

reacting to seeing you in their clothes ✿ ❥

reacting to finding you in their bed ✿

reacting to you showing off your lingerie ✿ ❥

reacting to you inviting them to shower together ✿ ❥

domestic moments with the thunderbolts ✿

jealous thunderbolts ✿ ✩

the thunderbolts and their love languages ✿

do they want to settle down? ⎙ ✩

reacting to you leaving the house after an argument only to get kidnapped ⎙ ✩

MORE INCOMING..

JAMES 'BUCKY' BUCHANAN BARNES ✪

Through the cracks J.B.B ✩ ✿

liar , liar pants on fire J.B.B ⎙ ❥

SFW head canons ✿ ✩

NSFW head canons ✿ ❥

MORE INCOMING..

JOHN F. WALKER 🛡️

more than he knows J.F.W ✩ ✿

just say you hate me?.. ⎙ ✩

why cant u see I care ⎙ ✩

SFW head canons ✿

NSFW head canons ⎙ ❥

MORE INCOMING..

YELENA ALEXEYEVNA BELOVA 🗡

SFW head canons ⎙

NSFW head canons ⎙ ❥

MORE INCOMING..

ALEXEI ALANOVICH SHOSTAKOV ꜝꜝ ☯

NONE HERE YET..

ROBERT 'BOB' REYNOLDS ꩜

SFW head canons ✿

NSFW head canons ✿ ❥

in the dark with you B.R ⎙

MORE INCOMING..

AVA STARR ✰

SFW head canons⎙

NSFW head canons ⎙ ❥

hum in the chest ⎙ ✩

awkwardly cute together ✿

MORE INCOMING..

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much love everyone ❦

-enochsangel

[toomanyinterestsart]

welp: new ship that I’ve just made in my head

look I can explain-

new ship name: US Ghost

forgot to say that in my country it came out before so yeah

[trenchcoathunnybee08]

Y’all ever notice how in the scene where Bob is falling it kind of looks like Void is taking over?

Like it looks like the black is seeping through his clothes as he falls and slowly consuming him. Might just be the way it’s edited but it’s still a wild idea.

Like even this early into the movie we’ve already seen not just hints of Sentry but also of Void.