Hi!! I’m new here so I’m sorry if I do this wrong. Just want to send some Thunderbolts!Bucky ideas maybe he called his girlfriend (the reader) for backup (maybe she’s a former shield agent) but didn’t share too many info with the group and they all a little surprised to find out he has a girlfriend
Let me know what you think, thanks!
i absolutely LOVE this!!! Ever since I saw Thunderbolts I've been thinking about almost this exact thing and I got another ask for something similar, so here we are! I'm also tempted to make a part two of this but focus on the two of them more and make it a comfort thing to apologize for my shame room fic LOL
love you 3000!
Word count: 1,143
As far as the media knew, the two of you were nothing more than acquaintances.
But it was a bond that had gone back a lifetime, from when the two of you had first met when you were fresh out of escaping the Red Room, to when he was the contact you had made to get a fresh start on life and he was in the process of trying to make amends with his existence, so he had offered to get coffee. “We both need some… new connections,” he had said, offering that awkward smile that you had fallen for almost as quickly as he’d fallen for you.
It was your idea to keep it a secret. You knew how he felt about weaknesses and you were currently the only one he really had. If anyone knew the truth… God, it terrified him. The idea of losing the one pure and right thing he’d gained in this side of the century drove him into a panic more often than he’d admit. So he was glad you had brought it up, worried you might be offended or think he was ashamed of you.
Which was what made him making you the head of his security when he decided to run for Congress a little out of the blue, but you took it. Any opportunity to be close. Plus… who said sneaking around at work was for teenagers?
But tonight, you had a different reason for asking to speak to him in private in the middle of the fundraiser gala. You knew that look on his face. That look that said he was plotting when he very much should not have been.
“What are you thinking?” you asked, peeking around the corner for a moment before your gaze fixed on him again. It was a miracle his hair had stayed in place, but there was a reason he always made you do it for him. “I can see that look.”
“What look?” he replied, that dumb grin you’d fallen for years ago pulling at his mouth. “I’m not thinking.”
“You are such a liar, James Barnes. I can see it. Whatever you’re thinking, leave it alone. We are past our meddling days.”
“I’m not meddling,” he said.
You tilted your head. “Do not let this stuff with Valentina get personal. You can’t afford to get in trouble with all this.”
“The politics don’t—”
“I’m not talking about politics,” you said. “I’m talking about you, Buck. We don’t know for sure what’s going on and we can’t act until we do. Otherwise we’ll be in just as much trouble as she is.”
“I talked to her assistant,” Bucky said.
“Her assistant? Mel?”
“Yes. She’s on the fence.”
“Okay. Tell her to call you when she’s made a decision. Don’t make it your job to change her mind,” you said, taking a step closer. He just stood there a moment, looking you over. Not in that ‘get in the office and take off that dress’ kind of way he normally did, but like he was just taking in your existence. “You told me that my job as your security is to keep you safe. But my job as your fiance is to make sure that we’re not making dumb decisions. Let Mel come to you.”
He nodded, reaching for your waist to tug your body closer. Normally you’d pull away in a setting like this, even hidden, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. Not now. Not when you had that feeling in your stomach that something was just off. And that feeling had never led you astray. “I just make your job harder, don’t I?” he said with a small, teasing smile.
“You do, but I signed up for it,” you replied.
“I’ll be good,” he said, nodding. “But… Mel’s just a kid. If she needs help—”
“Help her,” I said. “And if she needs more than that, call me.”
He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your mouth. “My best girl,” he whispered.
“Always.”
And you should’ve known after that conversation that it was only a matter of time. Within thirty-six hours, you were sent a pin drop link to some place in the middle of nowhere and a message that just said “need you.”
You’d tugged on that leather uniform jacket you hadn’t touched in a long time and braided back your hair before pulling up to some abandoned garage in the middle of nowhere, intel in hand. You could hear voices from inside, something about a “Bob” and exclamations of words you hardly understood.
You shoved through the rusted door, swiping up on the tab in your hands. “She took over the old Avengers tower,” you said, approaching and offering Bucky the tablet. “Heat signatures say she has the place crawling with security and I ran facial rec on the guy she brought in early this morning.”
“So guns blazing is the only way in,” Bucky said, reaching to squeeze your hand in a silent thank you.
You shrugged your shoulders. “Guess so,” you replied before turning to the abstract group of circus people tied up in front of you. And John. “What the hell happened here? Bucky, I told you to just leave Walker alone, he’s been through enough.”
“Who are you?” the little blonde in black asked. If you squinted, you might recognize her. Like some sort of really distant, childhood memory.
Bucky blew out a breath before you could answer. “She’s my fiance.”
“Your what?” came from all four of them.
“He’s married?” the brunette asked.
“In the process,” I corrected.
“How did that happen?” Walker muttered.
“Oh, that is cute!” the large one exclaimed, seeming to be way too happy considering the circumstance.
You glanced at Bucky, your arms folded over your chest. “This is… who was so important?”
“They’re witnesses,” Bucky said, giving you a look as if to tell you to be kind.
A sigh escaped your lips as you looked at the others. “Most ragtag team I’ve ever seen,” you said, shaking your head. “What, exactly, is the plan here?”
“Well, originally, they were my witnesses,” Bucky said, tucking his phone into his back pocket. “But now the agenda looks a little different. Take out Val, help Bob. Then we go home.”
“Bob?” You asked. “Like Robert?” You took the tablet from his hands and swiped it open. “Yeah, he’s a big deal now. If we’re gonna move, we need to do it fast.” You swapped a knowing look with Bucky as he nodded. “I’ll start the car.”
As you made your way towards the door, you heard the voices behind you.
“So you’re really not all bite, huh?” one of the girls said.
“Someone really does have a soft spot.”
“Isn’t that cute."
And despite yourself, a small smile pulled at your lips.
vi struggling to open cait’s belt was SO FUCKING CUTE AAAAAA
pink reqs againnnbb 🫶🏻
ghost having to wear one of the pink shirts reader bought him because all of his clothes are in the washer, then accidentally sees someone he knows from the team in public 💗💗🫶🏻
MWAHAHHAHA
It was horrible.
A pink hello kitty shirt you got for him so he could match with you.
And he had to go to the store
You know what? Times have changed he doesn't have shit to worry about
Until he did
"Oi Ghost!"
Fucking hell.
What was Soap doing here??
The last thing he wanted was for anyone he knew to see him in this shirt.
He'd never hear the end of it
"Dinnae expect to see ye here, could have seen ye a mile away with that fuckin' shirt"
"You're just jealous you don't have a partner to get you a shirt like this"
"Ye seem to love her very much"
"Dinnae ignore me now, Ghost"
Ghost sighed
"What are you even doing here in England, Johnny?"
"Came to visit you, and visit you I did"
"You don't know my address"
"Your partner does"
He sighed.
Of course Johnny managed to contact you.
"Ye should take me home with ye, I'm gonna find a way in anyway!"
This was going to be a long day.
white flag ✹ epilogue
note: im kinda sad to say, but this will be the final part of this series! im so so grateful for all the love and support for it, this was honestly so fun to write! i hope everyone enjoys and have a wonderful day/night!!!!<3<3<3
pairing: ghost x gn!reader
wc: 1.7k
no use of y/n
reader's callsign is 'stingray'
summary: your night in date with simon :)
warnings: domesticity, so much fluff, soap and gaz are wingmen again, tiny bit of light angst
ao3
【prev】
of all the things in this world that could be considered intimidating, flowers were the last thing simon would put on that list; but the brightly coloured flora seemed to have a paralysing effect on him as he stands in the tiny flower shop.
with a quiet, defeated groan to himself, he dials johnny's number and presses his phone to his ear.
"what flowers am i supposed to buy?" he blurts no sooner than soap picks up, not even bothering to greet him in his haste.
"hello to you too?" johnny mumbles, his confusion evident. a moment passes before he registers what simon asked, "oh! wait," he laughs, his voice getting further away as he lowers his phone to call out, "gaz, get out here! lt.'s buyin' sting flowers!"
simon considers hanging up then and there, but he's severely out of his depth and unfortunately, soap and gaz are his only hope.
"oh i see, he needs an expert opinion, does he?" kyle's teasing gets louder as he approaches soap, and he can hear the smile in both the sergeants' voices.
really, simon should've known they wouldn't let him off easy.
"christ alive…" he keeps his voice as low as possible, pinching the bridge of his nose in the corner of the small shop. "just help me, you pillock." the cashier has been staring at him since he walked in, and honestly, he doesn't blame them; a giant man in a mask isn't exactly the regular clientele for a florist.
"uh, probably their favourite?" soap suggests, the sound of gaz's muffled chuckling just about audible in the background.
"they don't have 'em." simon replies, his eyes darting over the vibrant display one last time in the hopes that the answer would somehow appear.
"nah, you want roses, mate." gaz interjects, and he hears soap make an agreeing noise.
simon hums. "aren't they too… cliché?" he asks, stepping over to the large display of rose bouquets. it's the classic choice, he's aware of that much, but whether or not you'd prefer something more unique was weighing on his mind. this was something he never expected to have to worry about.
"no! they're romantic," gaz insists, his amusement still very evident in his voice, "trust me mate, sting'll love them."
simon contemplates his point for a moment, staring at the deep red petals and trying to imagine the look on your face if he gave them to you. you'd been happy with a handful of squashed flowers he'd stolen from the flowerbeds on base, so he doubted you'd turn your nose up at them. it doesn't take him long to make a decision.
"alright, cheers." he mutters, grabbing a lively looking bouquet of a dozen from the display and making his way over to the cashier – who was quickly trying to pretend they hadn't been staring.
"you'll need to give us a debrief–" soap begins, but he's cut off by simon hanging up and shoving his phone back in his pocket. he gets the feeling he won't be hearing the end of this for quite some time.
it's only when he's standing outside the door to your room that the nerves finally start to set in. he can't help but feel like an idiot, fidgeting on the spot about to knock on your door like a lovestruck teenager, almost crushing the stems of the roses with his iron grip.
he knocks twice, before he has the chance to change his mind and back out. not even a second later, you're pulling the door open and regarding him with that warm look that has his palms sweating.
you're wearing casual clothes, and so is he, as per the agreement you made to keep this 'date' simple. it doesn't matter what you're wearing though; he's seen you covered head to toe in blood, sweat, mud, and whatever else, and you still manage to be utterly breathtaking in every way.
with a nervous cough, simon holds out the rose bouquet to you, hoping you don't notice the way his hands are shaking.
"wha…" you blink in surprise at the flowers, taking them from him and admiring them with a tiny smile. "you bought these, right? didn't just rip 'em out of someone's garden?" you raise a teasing eyebrow at him, your smile turning more playful.
"yes, i bought them." he grumbles lightheartedly, a smile of his own forming under his balaclava. the way you effortlessly diffuse the tension has his anxieties melting away.
"thank you." you breathe, softly caressing the vermillion petals. "they're lovely, i love them."
simon let's out a quiet sigh of relief at your affirmation. "good; cost me a tenner, they did."
the laugh you let out is like music to his ears. "well, i'm sorry to bankrupt you." you grin, turning back into your room and carefully putting the bouquet in the vase on the mantle. after making sure the arrangement looks nice, you come to stand in front of him again.
simon's not sure how to continue, the nerves from earlier resurfacing as the conversation fades. the way you're watching him expectantly, he feels the urge to take you by the hand – and as if you read his his mind, you hold it out for him. he places his hand in yours, squeezing gently and leading you the short distance to the kitchen.
he'd set the table earlier, having found an only slightly discoloured tablecloth buried in the back of the cupboards. it's a little sad, but it was the best he could come up with.
"wow," you tease, the same playful smile as before on your lips as you meet his eyes, "so fancy."
he snorts, ushering you over to your chair and pulling out for you. "only the best for your majesty." he preens at your happiness when you laugh again, glad for the mask covering what he's sure is an obvious blush.
he occupies himself by grabbing the two plates he'd finished preparing a minute ago, just before he'd met you at your door.
"i made spag bol." simon mutters as he sets them down on the table. he keeps an eye on your expression as he takes his seat opposite you, anticipation of whatever response you may have.
"fine by me," you say, an easy smile lifting your features. "it's almost the perfect candlelit dinner, all we're missing is the candle."
simon blinks. "you don't like candles." he replies, a hint of confusion in his gaze when he meets your eye.
"no," you smile fondly, looking down at your plate. "i don't."
a comfortable silence falls over the room as you both start to eat. the warmth and normality of it all makes simon’s heart swell with affection. he's happy, content, being here with you, even doing something as monotonous as eating dinner. you make it worth enjoying.
"how is it?" he asks once you've both finished, once again waiting apprehensively for your reaction.
"it's great," you give him a lopsided smile, resting your chin on your hand as you look at him. "thanks for cooking."
simon quirks an eyebrow at you. "you don't have to lie." he mutters, feeling the tips of his ears burn under your intense gaze.
"okay, well, don't quit your day job." you chuckle, standing up and making your way over to the sink with your plate in your hands.
he huffs a small laugh, and joins you at the sink with his own plate. "you're crushin' my dreams here."
"sorry, chef." you grin and gesture to the washing up in the sink. "you wash, i'll dry?"
"if your majesty insists."
you turn on the radio for some quiet background noise, and the two of you start cleaning up in tandem. it's nice, how you can work together so seamlessly with no need for words. he's struck again by the thought that if he were alone this would be a chore, but with you beside him, he finds such a tedious job surprisingly pleasant.
simon hands the last dish to you, and as you take it your fingers brush against his hand. the way he flinches away from your touch is unconscious, and when he looks over to you he expects you to pity him, or be offended by his action – but your face holds neither of those things.
you're just drying the dish he handed you, the same content expression on your face that had been there all night, as if you didn't even notice.
"sorry." he mumbles, his gaze falling from your face to your hands as you work.
simon loves you. he shouldn't be afraid of your touch. he wants to touch you, and for you to touch him. he doesn't know why he reacted like that.
"don't be." you utter, soft and compassionate, and his heart feels like it's about to burst out of his chest. for the third time that night, he's hit full force with how wonderful you are.
there's no judgement, no probing questions, nothing. you understood him, even though you had no idea why he acts this way.
you turn away, your back to him as you store the dishes in the cabinets. you hadn't been looking at him before, but now he was sure you couldn't see him, he feels his throat constrict with the overwhelming urge to burst into tears.
simon takes your free hand and you pause, still facing away as you wait for his next move.
he takes a small step closer, minimising the space between you, and rests his forehead against the back of your head. with his eyes screwed shut, he takes a deep breath and inhales the familiar scent of you. his grip on your hand tightens slightly.
you lean back into him, a quiet sigh escaping you as you squeeze his hand in return. neither of you say a word, but you don't have to. he feels how you love him in the way you never expect more from him than he can give.
it's the most peace he's felt in years.
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I can randomly pop in your dms
I can go to your ask and ask random af questions
I can vent to you
I can potentially help you (i.e, Self Harm/Suicidal Tendencies, Personal issue at school, and weight loss.)
I can Send you cute songs to help you smile
I can Send funny ass memes to make you smile
I can be your friend through the hard times and even forever
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Peter: I don’t feel so good… Alexa, play ‘Another one bites the dust’.
So I went to my therapist the other day, and later in the appointment I mentioned that I like to write self-insert fiction to cope. I also said that I generally hide it and felt embarrassed mentioning it due to the way people treat the concept online.
She said that self-inserting yourself into art and writing is an incredibly healthy way to feel good about yourself, and that she was appalled when I told her about the way it’s mocked on the internet.
So never feel bad about self-inserting or enjoying reader insert fanfiction, 1/1 professionals agree that it’s good for you and that the jerks who say you’re doing something wrong are just uneducated and don’t understand. Never listen to the anons who try to make you feel bad <3
Have a really nice day!
Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier
dating Bucky would include
kissing Bucky would include
being intimate with Bucky would include
coffee shop dates with Bucky would include
lazy Sundays with Bucky would include
You have my heart, keep it safe / drabble
slow dancing with Bucky would include
taking baths with Bucky would include
baking with Bucky would include
pre-war!Stucky headcanons
playing with Bucky’s hair would include
Bucky Barnes adapting to the 21st century would include
Bucky taking care of you when you’re hurt would include
telling Bucky Barnes you’re a virgin would include
losing your virginity to Bucky would include
ice skating with Bucky Barnes would include
make me fall in love with magic / one shot
making love to Bucky (ft dom!reader) would include
Bucky Barnes learning about periods would include
spending your birthday with Bucky Barnes would include
dating 1940′s Bucky would include
being in a polyamorous relationship with Bucky and Nat would include
being in a polyamorous relationship with Steve and Bucky would include
being married to Bucky Barnes would include
being pregnant with Bucky’s child would include
songs that make Bucky Barnes emotional
Peter Parker / Spiderman
Peter Parker asking you out would include
dating Peter would include
being intimate with Peter would include / part 1 / part 2 / part 3 /
dying in Peter’s arms would include
dom!Peter vs dom!Y/N would include
taking baths with Peter would include
cuddling with Peter would include
turning Peter Parker on would include
Peter Parker giving you a massage would include
rainy days with Peter Parker would include
Peter Parker being jealous would include
slow dancing with Peter Parker would include
Peter Parker taking care of you when you’re on your period would include
Peter Parker seeing you topless for the first time would include
Steve Rogers / Captain America
dating Steve would include
dating pre-serum!Steve would include
being intimate with pre-serum!Steve would include
being intimate with Steve would include
Stevie taking care of you when you’re hurt would include
pre-war!Stucky headcanons
Steve Rogers adapting to the 21st century would include
Steve Rogers learning about periods would include
Steve Rogers proposing would include
Steve Roger’s bucket list would include
Steve Rogers getting Tinder would include
taking baths with Steve Rogers would include
being in a polyamorous relationship with Steve and Bucky would include
Steve Rogers dating a plus sized girl would include
Loki
dating Loki would include
Loki coming out would include / part 1 /
being intimate with Loki would include
Loki reading to you after you have a nightmare would include
Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver
dating Pietro Maximoff would include
being intimate with Pietro Maximoff would include
Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch
dating Wanda Maximoff would include
being intimate with Wanda Maximoff would include
girls’ night with Nat and Wanda would include
T’Challa / Black Panther
dating T’Challa would include
Vision
dating Vision would include
Tony Stark / Iron Man
dating Tony Stark would include
Peggy Carter / The love of my life
dating Peggy Carter would include
Sam Wilson / Falcon
being intimate with Sam would include
Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow
dating Natasha Romanoff would include
being intimate with Natasha Romanoff would include
being part of a clintasha trio would include
girls’ night with Nat and Wanda would include
being in a polyamorous relationship with Bucky and Nat would include
Clint Barton / Hawkeye
being part of a clintasha trio would include
Matt Murdock / Daredevil
dating Matt Murdock would include
Thor
Thor learning about periods would include
Bruce Banner / Hulk
dating Bruce Banner would include
Howard Stark
dating Howard Stark would include
Sebastian Stan
dating Sebastian Stan would include / Part 2 /
watching The Bronze with Sebastian Stan would include
Sebastian Stan having a Tumblr would include
being intimate with Sebastian Stan would include
Sebastian Stan being a daddy would include
celebrating Sebby’s birthday would include
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first date with Sebastian Stan would include
making out with Sebastian Stan would include
being pregnant with Sebastian Stan’s child would include
getting married to Sebastian Stan would include
taking a bath with Sebastian Stan would include
Sebby being a daddy would include
riding Seb’s thigh would include
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waking up with Sebastian Stan would include
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Lance Tucker
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dating Lance Tucker would include
being married to Lance Tucker would include
Lance Tucker being a daddy would include
Tommy Holland
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making out with Tommy Holland would include
cuddling with Tommy Holland would include
being intimate with Tommy Holland would include
meeting Tommy Holland’s family would include
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dom!Tom vs dom!Y/N would include
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tickle fights with Tommy Holland would include
Tom Holland being a daddy would include
taking a bath with Tommy Holland would include
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Chris Evans
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making out with Chris Evans would include
being intimate with Chris Evans would include
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tickle fights with Chris Evans would include
being pregnant with Chris Evans’ child would include
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Chris Evans dating a plus-size reader would include
Chris Evans taking care of you when you’re sad would include
taking baths with Chris Evans would include
Tom Hiddleston
dating Tom Hiddleston would include
Robert Downey Jr
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