it’s missing dr. grace hours
it’s missing dr. grace hours
Já criei tanta história desse casal na minha mente, nunca shippei tanto dois personagens! <3
Is it just me or does anyone else love episode six John Walker?
tfatws + a scene in ao3 tags
I don’t usually post just doodles but I like this page so here
She's like the perfect woman 🔥
I need more of them in Marvel!!
He’s my Captain America, even if he holds the US Agent title.
Wyatt Russell / Sara Haines
Helmut Zemo is listening to... (After Dark Edition)
Summary: things get a little complicated after the mission which results in a lot of action for both the reader and John
Warnings: 18+, smut, oral sex receiving, consensual sex, asking multiple times for consent, kinda insecure partner, but not that much
Note: that’s the first smut in my life so please don’t hate me for it
Word count: 3000+
The next day you woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. You were feeling sleepy as you headed to the kitchen and saw John asleep on the living room floor. You were surprised for a moment, but you found that you probably wouldn't last all night on the couch either. It was 5 in the morning and you had a terrible hangover. You took a big sip of water straight from the bottle. You've thought about how much you regret drinking that much yesterday. You realized you had absolutely nothing to eat and ordered scrambled eggs from the service. While you waited for breakfast, you sat down next to Walker on the floor and wondered how to wake him up.
He had a very good sleep for a veteran. Your sleep on the other hand was very shallow, so you were sure you would wake up if something happened in the middle of the night. Eventually, John woke up on his own to a knock on the door of a staff member.
You ran to the door to pick up your breakfast.
"You get up early." said the food delivery girl.
"It's a pity to waste the day." you replied with a smile on your face.
Walker was sitting on the ground holding his head as you put the plates on the table. Apparently, it wasn't just you who had reasons to regret last night. You started eating without a word, and after a while he joined you.
"Enjoy your meal." he said, and you thanked him, still chewing on a piece of bread.
"Did you sleep well?" you said in a slightly provocative tone.
He ignored you. He did not want to share details of his post-war life, and certainly not with the person he met yesterday. He wished he had woken up earlier than you and avoided this awkward situation.
“Look, if you want, we can still swap. I prefer to sleep on the couch than to think about you sleeping on the floor." he remained silent. You gave up, finished eating, and took a quick shower, hoping it would help at least a little for your hangover.
When you came out of the bathroom you saw Walker in his uniform.
"I hope you cover yourself with something." you said walking into the bedroom. You also dressed your own outfit. Made to measure especially for this mission. Val was obsessed with her people's uniforms matching each other when they had to do something together, so yours was obviously the female version of Walker's uniform, except that it didn't have any white elements. In order not to be conspicuous, you put on a leather jacket and buttoned it up to your neck. Walker did exactly the same.
As you left the room, you saw him holding his new shield. He was telling the truth, it was the same, but all black. And no star in the middle. He stared dramatically out the window. If you were to say that he is not attractive to you at the moment, that would be a lie. He looked good, the outfit accentuated his silhouette.
"Don't tell Val I let you take it." you said, and he turned to face you, as if he hadn't noticed before that you entered the room.
John put the shield back in its cover, slung it over his back, and you left the suite together. The moment has finally come. You were going to work. It was supposed to be easy, just go to the address and arrest the missing Flagsmasher, but you had a feeling something would go wrong.
You entered the building that Val sent you the coordinates of. You went up the stairs trying to make as little noise as possible. You stood facing each other, pressed against the wall next to the door to your target's apartment. You both had weapons in your hands.
"I break down the door on three." John whispered. "One, two, three!"
He did as he said. However, the apartment was empty. You were late. You've noticed traces of recent packing. The apartment window was still open. You assumed he must have still been here yesterday.
"Fuck. Motherfucking piece of shit." John spat out. You were both pissed, but you tried not to show it. Val said you had nothing to rush to, that the situation was under control. And now she'll probably blame you. You tried to look around for clues as to where a criminal might have escaped. You didn't know if you really couldn't find anything, or if it was your thoughts that kept you from focusing.
John hit the wall so hard his fist slammed into the side of the building.
“Walker! Calm down." you said, watching him go in circles, holding his head and cursing under his breath. You walked over to him and grabbed his wrists.
"Look at me. We have everything under control. I'll call Val and explain everything to her, and you try not to tear this apartment apart, okay?"
You managed to calm him down for a moment, but a moment later he broke free and started talking loudly, more to himself than to you. "I knew it would end like that, we shouldn’t have delayed it."
You found that you were unable to calm him down and left the apartment to make a phone call. You tried to calm your breathing and quickly think about what you should say. After a long wait, Val answered. Before you even got the word, she said, "Don't say anything, I know what happened."
You walked back into the apartment to look out the window. "How long have you been following us?" you said annoyed.
“Oh honey. What were you expecting? That I won't check on you? Hope yesterday's date went well. " you hung up without a word. You had enough of Val still treating you like a baby. She was always nursing you, sending her people after you. You were hoping that this time you would keep an eye on someone, not someone on you.
"John, we're leaving." you called Walker and together you left the building, where three agents were already waiting for you. John didn't know any of them, but you knew them all too well. This isn't the first time they've got in your way. You shook hands with each of them, and then you started talking as you walked towards your hotel. John tried to find out who these people were, but you were too pissed off and tired to look after him now. Agents also found it unnecessary to introduce themselves.
"We have a new lead in Madripoor." one of them said. The other two didn't say anything at all. You found out you're going there in the morning. You knew that the operation would become much more difficult than you expected. You were broken. This was supposed to be your first standalone action. And you failed.
You went back to the hotel. You locked yourself in the bathroom and sat on the ground, trying not to cry. You hated Madripoor. It was the place where you spent the worst years of your life. After Hydra fell, you had to escape there. You did every available job there. Literally. Several years passed before Contessa arranged a pardon for you and you could leave the pirate sanctuary.
At this point, all bad memories have come back to you. You could no longer hold the accumulated emotions within you. You burst into hysterical crying. You were sure John heard it, but you didn't care. You felt that at that moment it was all you could do not to go crazy.
Walker knocked softly on the door.
"Everything's okay?" he asked, but didn't go inside. You had to think of the answer. You didn't want anyone to see you like this, especially Walker.
"It's okay, just the whole mission just fucked itself." you had a hard time saying the sentence, the break in your voice was very clear. You heard John sit down on the floor and lean back against the door. He realized that you didn't want him to see you right now.
"I think it's not just that." he was right. You didn't want to go back to Madripoor. For the first time in a long time, you were truly afraid of something. You were afraid of your old friends, that some of them would recognize you and the whole mission would go to hell. But it wasn't just about the mission. You knew you couldn't go back there without reliving in your head everything you went through in this place. You really wanted to talk to someone, but you didn't want to reveal your weaknesses either, so you said, “It's about Madripoor. I don’t want to talk about it."
Walker gave up. He patiently waited for you to leave the bathroom. He had ordered dinner delivered to your room. It took a while for you to get back to order, but you were finally ready to leave the room. Without a word, you sat down across from him and ate your dinner. You were shocked that John understood so easily that you didn't want to talk. He didn't speak once for the rest of the evening.
You went to bed early. You were unable to sleep. You had only Madripoor on your mind. When you squint your eyes for a moment, the memories woke you up from lethargy. You realized that you don't want to be alone, that you need to talk to someone. You couldn't handle it alone anymore.
You shyly left the bedroom to see if Walker was already asleep. Deep down you were counting on that he wasn’t. He was lying in his usual position - on his back looking at the ceiling. You cleared your throat gently to get his attention.
"John, I .. I can't believe I'm asking you this, but could you sleep in my room tonight?" He looked at you in surprise, but he quickly got up and walked closer to you, wiping his sleepy eyes.
"Something happened?" he stood right in front of you, staring at you with slightly narrowed eyes.
"I .." tears started to flow to your eyes. You felt in your throat that you would burst into tears if you said one more word, so you began to breathe deeply.
"Hey, hey take it easy, just tell me what happened." he put his hands on your shoulders and leaned in slightly.
"I can’t sleep." you said with your last breath and cried out. He didn't know what to do for a moment, but finally pulled you close to him and put his arms around you. You needed it. You hugged your head close to his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist. You were still breathing deeply to calm yourself down. Under any other circumstances, you would feel strange hugging half-naked guy you met 2 days ago, but at this point, you completely didn't care.
After you stopped crying, John gently pulled you away from him and asked, "Can we go to sleep now?" You nodded your head. He led you to the bed with one arm still wrapped around you.
"You want me to sleep in the bed?" once again you just nodded your head. You were afraid that if you speak up, you will cry again. When he lay down next to you, he pulled you closer to him.
You didn't remember when you fell asleep. You just remembered that you finally felt safe. Really safe. You didn't have to think about anything else, it was just you and him. You also remembered that he didn't fall asleep until you did. You remembered his smell, the worried expression on his face, and the regular beating of his heart.
You were awakened by his gentle movement of the hand that was wrapped around you. He probably wanted to put it in a different position, because it was numb after all night of you lying on top of it. The slight movement resulted in drawing you even closer to him.
He noticed you woke up and smiled. You never saw it before, but he was very handsome when he smiled.
"Good morning." he said with a smile on his face and kissed your forehead right after.
"Hi." you smiled back.
You laid in silence for a moment. Both of you didn't want to get up. Fortunately, it was still early.
"John." you said softly.
"Y/n?" he said, adjusting himself slightly on the pillow.
"Do you have nightmares sometimes?" you wanted to feel better about how much you opened up to him the day before. You must have known he understood what you were going through.
"Honestly? Every day. Today is the first night without them in several months."
You are a little relieved at these words. You didn’t feel that stupid about what you asked him yesterday.
"I'm sorry you had to sleep on the floor earlier." you spoke softly.
"Nothing happened." he chuckled.
Your idyll was interrupted by the sound of the phone from the other room.
"Must be Olivia." John sighed.
"Go, pick it up." you said sadly. You haven't thought about hiding your true emotions. You didn't love him, damn it, you hardly even knew him, but right now you wanted him all to yourself.
"I'll call her back later, it’s not that big of a deal." You were relieved. You wanted this moment to last as long as possible.
"You're not as tough as you look." he said in a playful tone. You frowned and said, "I'm still tougher than you."
He grabbed you by the waist and sat you down on his thighs. "Is that so?" he said, raising his eyebrows. You looked into each other's eyes for a moment, then he pulled you close to him and as your faces were an inch apart he asked, "Can I kiss you?"
"Shut up." you said and you clung violently to his mouth. The kiss was passionate. John gently took your face in his hands. When you broke the kiss, he was staring straight into your eyes. You grabbed his hand that was still on your cheek and kissed it. And then he kissed you. While your lips were still connected, he gently rolled you on your back to be on top of you.
He was a good kisser. Maybe a little bit too good. His hands slid down to your waist. You could feel the heat of his body on you. He wanted to break the kiss but you quickly put your hands on the back of his head and kept him close to you. When you let go both of you started quickly catching breath.
“Do you want this?” you just nodded. You were still speechless after the kiss.
“I need you to say it out loud.” he said firmly.
“Yes John F. Walker, I want you to fuck me.” you chuckled, but he wasn’t amused so you stopped.
“I’m serious about this one y/n.”
You stopped smiling and said: “I want this. I really do.”
He gently took off the T-shirt you were sleeping in, freeing your breasts, and started kissing you down your sternum. You felt the wetness in your briefs.
“You sure about this?” he asked again.
“If you ask me one more time I just might change my mind.”
He understood the message and gently took off your panties. He put your legs on his shoulders and started eating you out. You let out a loud moan which gave him a bit more confidence as he started making circles on your clit with his thumb. You felt his tongue inside you, hitting each point just right. You were close and he knew that very well.
When you reached the climax he had to pull your legs away from his head so you won’t crush him. He sucked on your thigh leaving a rich, burgundy mark. You lied breathless on the bed, still overwhelmed by your orgasm. He got back up and gave you a kiss on the forehead.
When you got yourself together you reached down to his pants, but he grabbed your hand.
“I prefer to feel you, not your hand.” he whispered in your ear. “But that’s up to you.” he added shortly after.
“I want this.” you said looking in his eyes. You didn’t have to tell him twice. He quickly took off his boxers. He was already hard. You started making out with him as his fingers were already inside you. You moaned right into his mouth. Soon after you felt his tip gently entering your pussy.
“You good?” John asked, pulling himself away from your lips for a second.
“Yea. Don’t stop.” you gasped both out of pleasure and impatience. That was encouraging enough for him. As he was holding onto the bed frame he started pulling in and out. Slowly at first but his pace increased as he went on.
You pulled him in for another kiss, but it didn’t last as long as the other ones. He had to be focused. You let out another loud moan as he hit just the right spot. At this point his balls were slamming against you. You couldn’t take this anymore. You had to let go. He knew it very well.
“Just a bit more, baby.” he breathed heavily. You tried to hold it in just a bit longer, but it was impossible. The overwhelming pleasure filled your body. He finished slowly after. After he pulled it out he just simply let go and laid down on you. He was heavy but it wasn’t uncomfortable. You were glad you could feel him close to you.
You wrapped your hands around his head and kissed him on his forehead. He rolled on his back and took you with him.
“Was I any good?” he asked, still catching his breath. You couldn’t help it and you chuckled. But you knew he was genuine so you stopped and answered: “You were.” and you kissed him on a cheek.
He pulled you closer to him.
“You know we have to leave this bed eventually?” he said as he was stroking you down your spine.
“Just a bit more.” you said snuggling to him.
- Джон, послушай меня, просто верни мне щит..
- Что бы ты его передала ему? Я смотрю Баки тебя сильно волнует. Малышка Блум, он относится к тебе как к младшей сестре. Он считает тебя еще школьницей. А ты самонадеянно пришла сюда, чтобы остановить меня? Ты глупа и наивна. О, как это благородно с твоей стороны. Знаешь, даже жаль, ты очень похожа на меня. Отчаянная, смелая, готова к действию. Ты же чувствуешь, что сила меняет тебя? Как меня сыворотка.
- Замолчи. Ты не знаешь меня.
- Ошибаешься, Блум. Посмотри, ты не можешь контролировать себя.
- На тебя у меня контроля хватит.
- Как я и говорил: смелая и отчаянная. Думаю, что сегодня хватит с тебя отчаяния. Просто уходи.
- Нет. Щит не принадлежит тебе.
- А кому принадлежит? Барнсу? Он тем более не достоин его.
- Ты ошибаешься.
- Видимо ты не поняла, Блум, я не шучу.
John Walker at any given moment:
Steve, from the moon when John Walker calls him his brother:
Everyone when they saw John Walker's DIY shield:
Bucky stepping on John's "Lincoln quote" moment
John: Babe, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?
Olivia: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later
John: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Lemar.
Zemo: I will not even hesitate to strangle you on monday
John: Can you even reach my neck?