finally putting together a masterpost of my newest fics :) so here’s part 1
this sounds like our story (tony/rhodey, marriage fic, fluff)
“We should get married.” Tony murmurs one night, lying next to Rhodey in the dim light.
standing right here (and my heart is beating) (t’challa/steve, pets, smut, fluff)
Fuck, if he could he’d keep T'Challa right here, bare and happily bruised under Steve’s hands and lips, kissed breathless and needy for Steve forever.
Or, where T'Challa adopts animals and Steve falls in love.
small doses (t’challa/thor, rimming, smut, top thor)
“You taste,” Thor starts, moving up T’Challa’s body as he presses a wet, dirty little kiss to the human’s lips, “Magnificent.”
(it’s warmer where you are) (sam/bucky, bucky barnes recovering, sam wilson feels, anxiety, ptsd)
“I think that’s the most you’ve said since I walked into my kitchen to you standing in the corner.” Sam muses, throwing away an eggshell, “In the dark, no less.” he adds, eyes narrowing before he mumbles, “With your dramatic ass…”
”Steve should be with you.” Bucky tells him.
Or, while Steve is off dealing with Ultron, Bucky has tasked himself with bonding and protecting one Samuel Thomas Wilson.
turn your pitch down low (t’challa/steve/bucky, love, alpha/omega dynamics, dom/sub undertones, smut, fluff)
“Anyway, we wanna court you.” Bucky grins. Steve throws his hands up.
“Buck. There was a way I was going to say that–”
“He doesn’t need anyone sugar-coating shit for him Stevie.” Bucky shrugs, “He knows what we mean.”
Or, where Steve and Bucky are a mated pair who fall in love with T'Challa.
…This’ll get complicated.
low tide (finn/poe, ptsd, finn working through trauma, fluff, love)
Being a solo entity is still something Finn is getting used to.
Every now and again he snaps back into himself in the mess hall of the resistance base he and Poe have settled on and half expects to be surrounded by stormtroopers. Shining white gear and blasters attached to their hips.
Or, where Finn tries (and struggles) to adjust, remembers bits of his childhood under the First Order, and represses trauma while Poe and Rey are the co-creators of the ‘Finn Must Be Loved and Protected’ fanclub.
sugar (finn/poe, bottom finn, smut)
“I got you.” Poe groans, fucking into him again, heart pounding as Finn arches his back so fucking beautifully, just like that, in that way that shows off the plump, thick roundness of his ass and presses him flush against Poe, who’s cock is fully sheathed in him.
compass (points you home) (t’challa/bucky, kidfic, ptsd, past domestic abuse, wip)
But then the man gives him a warm smile and Bucky’s heart skips a beat.
“I am T'Challa. I can’t thank you enough for finding her and bringing her back to me.”
Bucky flushes, “It’s no problem, really. She’s a great kid.”
In which Bucky is a veteran and former prisoner of war who has just returned home, and T'Challa is a stressed single parent running from his past.
lovebitten (to hell and back) (t’challa/nat/steve/bucky/thor, gangbang, bottom t’challa, smut)
Steve slips back into that heat, his cock wrapped in tight, wet warmth as he leans over and presses his lips to T’Challa’s softly, freeing his lip and tasting him. He can feel Natasha’s come where it rests between T’Challa’s thighs from her first round with him, when she pulled out and came all over that pretty skin of his.
He’s streaked with come, currently. That’s mostly Thor and Natasha’s thing, marking T’Challa like that.
Bucky and Steve? They bite. Leave teeth marks on the King’s collarbones, hips and shoulders.
T’Challa loves it all.
And they all love him.
Or, That T'Challa Gangbang Fic That No One Wanted But I Wrote Anyway
skip frames (sam/steve/bucky, deaged fic, baby!sam, fluff)
Bucky won’t let go of Sam.
Sam wiggles in Bucky’s arms, grinning with that adorable gap-tooth smile that makes Steve melt, giggling in Bucky’s hold.
Granted, Steve understands Bucky’s hesitance to let Sam go, seeing as he’s– well…three years old currently, thanks to some magic going wonky when they all arrived back on earth from Asgard an hour ago. It apparently should wear off very soon, but until then Bucky seems adamant about keeping baby Sam wrapped up in his arms, safe as Bucky gives everyone who gets near the child warning glares.
you brought the fire (to a world so cold) (t’challa/thor, love, romance, marriage fic, wip)
It’s when Thor ends up kissing T'Challa’s hand and leading him into a little pocket of space where the universe meets the moon that T'Challa starts to think that maybe Thor is doing a bit more than being nice.