A Maddening World (Peter Parker X Reader) - Chapter Two

A Maddening World (Peter Parker X Reader) - Chapter Two

Summary:  (y/n) was only trying to get volunteer hours in order to gain admission into NYU. However, the Stark Mental Institution held more than she bargained for when she meets her patient, Peter Parker. She never planned to get mixed up with someone who is set on the idea that an alien named Thanos snapped half of all living creatures away and made everyone else forget, yet here she is. The universe has a funny way of trying to correct itself.

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‘Hi’. That was it, he only said ‘hi’. 

I started to stutter out my reply, “H-Hi, I’m (y/n), y-your new nurse.” 

He simply nodded at me and turned back around to look out the window. I had to think for a moment to figure out what else to say.

“Uh… the first thing on the schedule is breakfast. Do you eat here or do you-” I was saying before he cut me off. “I eat in the cafeteria like a normal patient, it’s on the 2nd floor next to the bathrooms.” I didn’t know what to think due to his tone. He sounded annoyed that I didn’t know what to do, or that I suggested he eats in his room. He coughed and I realized that he was standing at the door waiting for me. “Yeah sorry, I didn’t know exactly how it worked. Let’s go.” We walked in silence to the elevator and got in, the tension growing thicker with every step. “I’m not crazy you know.” I was shocked at his sudden words, “What?” “I’m not crazy or a psychopath. I just remember what I’m not suppose to remember. I see nightmares when I’m awake. I’m not crazy though.” “I never said you were.” “I know what people think and I know what they want to believe. It’s not true though.” I was angry when he said that, I never even thought that. I hate it when people just assume things about me. I was about to say something, but the elevator doors opened to reveal a hallway that was just as white as the other hallways. Peter seemed to be able to read my mind because the next thing he said was, “All of the hallways are white, they have to be. Other colors could possibly agitate the other patients. In my opinion though, the white is even more aggravating. Staring at nothing but blank walls all day? Yeah, no thanks.” “Oh, I guess that makes sense. I’ve always wondered why hospitals only have white walls. I agree with you though, it’s annoying to barely see any color, especially if this is where you live. It’s like there’s no color in life.”

Peter looked at me with with slight acceptance.

“You can say that again. The only color we get is in the recreation room on the 5th floor. Those walls are a lovely beige.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at what he said. I’m not quite sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not, but I couldn’t help myself. Thankfully, Peter gave me a slight smirk as he neared a set of double doors.

We walked into a huge room that looked a lot like a school cafeteria. The walls were a faded white that made it seem like this room was the least of the hospitals worries. The lines held a typical steel, buffet style with the limitation of full time kitchen staff members looking over and controlling exactly what each patient gets.

“So, this is the cafeteria. Volunteers can get food here through the shop at the end of the room,” Peter told me while pointing to the very back.

“Thanks, but I ate before I came here. I’m just going to go sit down at a table. Anywhere specific you want to go?”

“Yeah, I usually sit at the back table with Ned, his nurse Betty, and our friend Michelle.” He pointed towards a gray table that a boy and two girls who all looked to be around our age sat.

I gave Peter a slight nod and made my way to the table he indicated as he stepped into line.

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Supernova || Chapter 4

Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: A supernova happens where there is a change in the core, or center, of a star. As the star runs out of nuclear fuel, some of its mass flows into its core. Eventually, the core is so heavy that it cannot withstand its own gravitational force. The core collapses, which results in the giant explosion of a supernova. Bucky never thought he could witness this beautiful tragedy in his lifetime. Until he met you.

Chapter Warnings: Strong language. Cursing. PTSD symptoms. Did I mention slow burn? 

A/N: Aye! The two idiots are back together in this. Solving mysteries together. It’s the beginning of something beautiful. 

Prompt: Enemies to lovers!AU (it’s AU with the timeline not following MCU)

New York. Early Morning.

He wasn’t being rude. 

Reliving the events of the past wasn’t good for his health. Bucky did like to pride himself on his ability to compartmentalize when need be. Last night had been one of those. It wasn’t because of what it looked like. After however many years he had known Steve, he could honestly understand why he did it. That wasn’t what upset him at all. 

It was the sympathy that came with telling the story. The sad looks. The pity. 

Oh, he did not like that one bit. 

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Until You Break My Heart [10/12]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Angst and actions that many people will disagree with Summary: Bucky Barnes, serial dater, has left a trail of broken hearts across Brooklyn. You’ve seen the damage firsthand, and determine to use your wit and ruthless charm to give him a taste of his own medicine. But what happens when you discover that he’s not the cruel man you’d thought, and your own heart is on the line?

The biting wind cuts through the thick folds of his wool coat – through the extra gloves he’d put on underneath his mittens, and the second scarf he’d wound around his head…it’s a horrible night, there’s no doubt about it. Even the stars in the clear sky are more deadly than pretty. Plumes of smoke from furnaces and fireplaces across the city, illuminated here and there by feeble street lights. Bucky walks faster to try to get some blood pumping his legs. 

A bad week, and a worse evening. Gone in search of answers, and none found. 

Few cars drive by. Rattling loud for the effort of making it through the cold snap, and Bucky brings his hands to his face to try to breathe some life through the mittens and into his flesh. 

Still three blocks from his apartment - but nearer than that is a golden glow from the glass windows of a church. Wreaths on the door, and the strains of an organ. 

Churches are always open, especially this time of year. Bucky starts up the steps, air seeping from his lungs, piercing like icicles, but the yank of a door handle, he steps into an entryway of burning warmth. 

He’s sweating at once. Peels away scarves and hats and gloves, tucking them in his pockets as the silence of the dim entryway sinks around him. Red carpets, elaborate carved woodwork - he glances around with interest, breathing deep a spicy scent. Absently rubs the palm of his aching left hand, staring through to the nearly-empty lines of pews. A few midnight worshippers, some lighting candles at the altar. The music, he realizes, is from a radio. Late for music, he thinks, and even the joyous strain doesn’t lift his spirits.

Just as Bucky is about to walk in further, to sit for a few minutes while he thaws - the door behind him surges open with a burst of cold wind, hitting him in the back of his head as he gives a grunt of pain, seeing stars. 

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About a Bruise*

Summary: After a month of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

Warnings: Smut. Oral sex. Facial.

A/N: 1.5k words. Happy Monday, here’s Stevie G!

He’s never had it like this.

Steve Rogers still gets butterflies when he undresses in front of you. Carved out of marble by the precise and masterful hand of Erksine’s serum, yet he still stands a little hunched, a little conscious of himself.

You’re confident. In him, more than anything. 

You’ve always been the instigator, or at least played the part. Steve’s nerves don’t eclipse his lust, no. But they do make him careful.

Too careful.

Gentle sex only. He holds you like an infant in need of swaddling. Kisses you slow and soft like your lips are buttercream. You love it, but sometimes you want to coax something else out of Captain America.

Something baser. Darker.

So, you get on your knees one opportune night after he gets a sip of Asgardian mead. Liquid courage— just a little.

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Pseudo Princess Pt.18

A Step Forward

11/27/2019

Pairing: King!Steve x Reader          Word Count: 6,213

Warnings: angst, fluff, language, jealousy

A/N: This one is a lot of dialogue. I mean, most of my chapters are but this one especially. Hopefully this sheds some light on what happened. These two still have a lot of work to do and hopefully this is the last big hiccup they have. Maybe? Who knows?!! lol Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I really like writing these two together after so much time of them being at odds. If you happen to reblog, thanks for helping me spread my work! xoxo

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IX. Missing*

Summary: NSFW! Things come to a head and everyone starts to be on the same page. JJ’s identity is revealed, and so is your relationship with Bucky. Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader/ Bucky Barnes x Reader

Ten Years Ago

JJ spends the night in the hospital upon her pediatrician’s request. In the morning a psychiatrist comes by to ask her questions that she doesn’t understand. Her parents sit by the bed, clutching onto each other’s hands as JJ draws a picture of a brick red house lined with shrubs.

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