wait where is my boy vincenzo at
wait where is my boy vincenzo at
Not me listening to Marvel subliminals because they help me relax and I feel less like the human-touch deprived 20 year old that I am 👀
Just finished watching tfatws and all i wanna do now is just to hug bucky and sam real tight
Anthony Mackie. Reblog if you agree.
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chapter 8 - i do
summary: y/n and steve don’t get along. now, they have to.
pairings: au!steve rogers x fem!reader
warnings: hangover, alcohol
y/n awoke to soft snoring. her head was resting on steve’s bare chest, his arm protectively curled around her. she could hear his steady heartbeat. her head was throbbing and she groaned, snuggling further into him as a defense to the cool breeze coming in from the ajar window. she lifted her head when she realized that she was in her underwear. she glanced sleepily at her surroundings, pulled the covers up, and fell back asleep.
she woke up some time later with the need to use the bathroom. she looked up and admired steve’s peaceful countenance. his lips were slightly parted and his cheeks were rosy. she sat up and stretched, her back cracking. unbeknownst to her, he began stirring when she moved away from him. he missed her warmth. she pushed the covers off but before she could leave bed, he grabbed her waist, his grip surprisingly firm, and pulled her onto him.
“where are you going?” his voice was raspy and his words slurred together. his eyes were barely open.
“i have to pee.”
“last night-” he began but she interrupted him.
“let’s not talk about it,” she planted her hands on his chest and leaned forward, the ends of her hair tickling him, “let’s just let it happen. we’ll see where we go from here.”
his hooded eyes were drawn to her mouth as a lazy smile spread across his pink lips. “can i kiss you?” he hummed.
“your breath stinks,” she whispered.
“your breath is worse,” he whispered back.
“whatever, rogers,” she playfully slapped his chest before reluctantly leaving him. she slipped into the bathroom, did her business, and just before she began brushing her teeth, there was a knock on the door.
“who is it?”
“me,” she heard steve’s muffled voice from behind the door. she opened the door and looked at him expectantly with her hands on her hips.
“hi,” he had a childish smile on his face.
“hello, steven,” she replied. “may i help you?”
“can i brush my teeth?” he tilted his head to the side, resembling a puppy. she physically could not say no to him. her heart swooned. she stepped back and let him in. they began brushing their teeth, making eye contact in the mirror. he wrapped his arm around her shoulders while standing from behind and held her close to his body. he pulled his brush out of his mouth and pressed a sloppy kiss to her cheek. she squealed and pushed his face away.
they got dressed and headed downstairs to have breakfast. “good morning, dear,” sarah greeted steve as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. she stood at the island, cutting strawberries.
“mornin’, ma,” he mumbled back and retreated back to y/n’s side.
“how did you two sleep?” she glanced between them as she transferred the fruit from the cutting board to a serving bowl.
“good, thank you,” y/n offered a smile which was returned. she spotted a stack of plates on the counter and decided to set the table. she picked them up, but steve was quick to intervene.
“i can do it, doll,” he told her, gently taking them from her.
“i can do it, too,” she responded, reaching for them.
“you snooze, you lose,” he grinned, stepping back so the plates were just out of her grasp. she unsuccessfully suppressed a smile and shook her head.
breakfast went on without a hiccup. everyone returned upstairs to get ready. he got dressed in his room and she took her garment bag and makeup into sophia’s room, where they chatted as they prepared themselves for the wedding. he racked his brain but he couldn’t remember what she was to wear that morning.
she entered his room casually as he adjusted his tie in the mirror. she went straight to her suitcase, tucking her makeup bag into a corner and draping the garment bag over the back of the desk chair. when he saw her behind him, he turned so quick that he got dizzy for a moment. she wore a tight emerald green dress. it stopped a few inches below her knee, but the plunging neckline and the slit up the leg kept it from being entirely modest. when she turned his back to him, he saw that the back was simply a criss-cross of straps. he cleared his throat, his mouth suddenly dry. she looked like sin and he didn’t mind rotting in hell for an eternity.
“y/n, you look amazing,” he exhaled. he held his hand out to her and she accepted, smiling radiantly at him. he slowly spun her around, taking her all in, and then tugged her close to his body. his hand went to her waist, eyes dropping to her lips. she wound her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
“who would’ve thought? the two of us together,” a teasing smile played on her features.
“who would’ve thought?” he echoed.
they stood in silence for a moment that seemed like a lifetime. “are you gonna kiss me or what, rogers?” she raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow. that was all the encouragement he needed to crash his lips onto hers. her body arched into his as she giggled into the kiss. she felt sixteen all over again.
“do you think we’re moving too fast?” he asked, after pulling away. he had a smile playing on his lips as he admired her.
“i mean, you are my boyfriend,” she joked, straightening his collar. she avoided his gaze.
“truly,” he added. “are we moving too fast?”
“maybe,” she sighed. he tucked his hand under her chin and tipped her head up so that she would meet his eyes. “but i don’t care,” she told him. her words were genuine.
“it’s okay,” he whispered. the words of comfort were more for him than for her.
the wedding ceremony went beautifully. it was on the intimate side, with less than 50 guests. he had rested his hand on her thigh, his thumb moving back and forth over her skin. he was a subtle distraction. he inched his hand up until she laced her fingers with his. “steve,” her voice was calm but a warning lurked beneath.
he smirked to himself, content with the fact that he had gotten under her skin. “i’ll behave now.”
once they arrived back home, she slipped out of her dress and into a silk robe. she took all of her things into sophia’s room, where they got ready, again. sawyer laid on his sister’s bed and toyed around on his phone. when she returned to steve, his breath was knocked out of her chest. the reception gown fit her like a glove, perfectly tight in all the right places and stretching over the curves of her body. she wasn’t paying attention to him, and instead to the jewelry that she had organized on his desk. she hummed softly to herself as she picked up the gold necklace. steve trailed behind her like a lost puppy. his lips were parted in shock.
“could you help me with the clasp?” she asked after struggling for a moment.
he wasn’t able to form a coherent sentence, so he wordlessly moved her hair out of his way and took the chain from her. his fingers brushed against her skin and goosebumps rose in its wake. he fastened the clasp, before gently running his fingertips down the nape of her neck. her back was pressed against his front. his lips ghosted over her neck as he moved his other hand to trail up her arm. she involuntarily shuddered, breathing out his name. she turned, her hands going to his face and pulled him down and into a kiss.
he stammered for a moment before finding the right words, “you are everything.”
they took a previously arranged limo to the venue for the reception. it was held in some ornate and expensive mansion. y/n was well aware that just a glass of champagne was most likely equivalent to her rent. the overwhelming wealth made her feel insecure. this life was one steve was used to and yet she felt isolated and out of place. she wondered if she would be able to fit in his life. despite this, she smiled and tried her best to not let her true feelings show through her facade.
everyone was lightly socializing, waiting for the newlywed couple to arrive. y/n pulled herself out of a conversation concerning investment banks to go to the restroom. she glanced around for steve, but did not spot him. she asked a waiter for directions and exhaled upon entering the bathroom, relieved to have just a moment of peace. she rolled her shoulders as she opened up her clutch to browse the meager contents and retouch her lipstick. after she had killed enough time, she opened the door, and immediately bumped into sophia.
“oh, hey y/n!” she smiled brightly.
“hi,” she mirrored her expression and stepped back, allowing the blonde girl to enter, “how’s your night going?”
sophia wrung her hands as she spoke, “a good start. i hope it continues like this. how about you?”
“i think i’m a little too sober. i’ve never attended such a nice event,” she admitted.
“it can be a bit overwhelming, even for me,” sophia empathetically replied. “i try to tell myself that it’s just one night.”
“just one night,” she repeated.
“on the bright side, you have steve! the picture he posted was so cute.”
“picture?” her voice went up an octave and she raised an eyebrow.
“yeah, on instagram.”
“yeah, on instagram,” she echoed. she cleared her throat and spoke again, “well, i should go back, now. steve’s probably looking for me.” with that, she breezed out of the restroom.
she found a secluded corner, tore her phone out of her purse, and opened up instagram. the first image to show up on her screen was a selfie of her, pietro, and steve. they were all beaming in the first picture, and in the second picture, steve was gazing at her with an adoration that made her breath catch in her throat. there was no caption on the post. with shaking hands, she locked her phone and placed it back into her purse. her prior feelings of alienation increased tenfold and she slowly returned to the party where everyone was settling into their seats to welcome wanda and vision.
steve had been scanning the crowd, looking for y/n. when he saw her, his face lit up and he raised a hand to beckon her. she briefly met his gaze before dropping it. his smile dropped into a frown and he lowered his hand. when she took her seat next to his, he leaned in close, his voice loud enough for only her to hear, “alright, darlin’?”
she nodded her head without looking at him. his frown deepened. before he could prod her more, the happy couple made their entrance and a round of speeches again. he couldn’t help but frequently glance at her, wondering what had caused the cold shift in her demeanor. “look at me,” he said to her, between speeches. she complied. he couldn’t read her. he reached his hand up and gently stroked her cheekbone with his thumb. “what’s wrong?” her resolve melted as her eyes fluttered closed and she leaned into his touch.
she wanted to pretend like everything was okay, but it wasn’t. she was terrified that she wasn’t enough for him. she managed a weak smile and answered, “nothing.”
they both knew she was lying.
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Things are easer up in the air, far above the problems and stress of the world.
For the Tony Stark Bingo Mark IV prompt "IMAGE: STARK Tower" [T1]
Bucky is sick and tired of Steve and Tony dancing around each other and both too nervous to make the first move. If he has to deal with even a single moment more of their mopping, he will take matters into he own hands.
"So when are you going to ask Steve out, Stark?" Bucky asks.
Tony freezes. "I... uh... I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," he says, digging around in his toolbox as an excuse not to meet Bucky's steely gaze.
Bucky shrugs, looking away. "Whatever," he scoffs. "But someone like Steve? Just know I told you so when some other Alpha comes along and steals him away. He's not going to wait forever, and heaven knows he's too useless to make a move himself."
Tony almost lets himself imagine it, but no, there's no way Steve's interested in him.
For the Tony Stark Bingo Mark IV prompt "IMAGE: Tony and Bucky in the lab" [K3]
Secret Messages and Passing Hearts
Nobody can know about them, they can be open about the relationship between them. It was too dangerous, too many eyes were watching.
They stage meetups, nothing overt. Shoulders brushing, a note passing from one's hand to another's. It was difficult, but it was what they got, was all they could afford. Most days it was hard. But someday, it was worth it. It was fun and light. It almost felt like a game.
For the Tony Stark Bingo Mark IV prompt "AU: Noir Detective" [S1]
Reading a paper on American Protestantism and Evangelicalism right now and. It all makes so much sense now.
Steve and Tony at Pride together.
For the Marvellous Aces prompt “Free Space/Get out Jail Free” for square [C2]
Tony loves his knew pet, he travelled through the multiverse just to find him. Tony deserves the best of the best, of course.
For the Stony Bingo 2020 Round 2 prompt “Superior Iron Man” [S5]
For the Stony Bingo 2020 Round 2 prompt “Skrulls!” [T1]
Steve and Bucky sneak out after dark to hang out.
For the Banned Together Bingo 2020 (Gen Card) prompt “Naughty Children” [O2]
Interpretation of Prompt: Children breaking a rule, such as a bedtime curfew.
...Tony isn't impressed with Steve's prisoner.
For the Banned Together Bingo 2020 (Gen Card) prompt “Prisoners with Info” [B2]
Interpretation of Prompt: The bird has info and has been taken into the Avenger's custody.
It's not so much that they don't love each other anymore. They do, they love each other so much. But their lives were pulling them two separate ways and it wasn't going to work.
For the Banned Together Bingo 2020 (Gen Card) prompt “Happy Divorce” [O4]
Interpretation of Prompt: Steve and Bernie agree to a mutual divorce.
Anthony Mackie & Wyatt Russell in 'The Woman in the Window' on Netflix is 😘👌
I had no idea they'd done a movie together but damnnnn