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Captain America: A Tragedy
  • The First Avenger: Steve loses his best friend and his best girl.
  • The Winter Soldier: Steve gets his best friend and his best girl back but they can't remember him.
  • Civil War: Steve loses his best friend and his best girl all over again.

Agent Lewis: Got the fucker! Who’s the boss now?! Hey, you don’t need to thank me, Cap–

Captain Rogers: Lewis, no more jumping into fights. Stick to the computer stuff. Leave the fighting to me.

Agent Lewis: Whatever, Cap. I just saved your life. And I’m not wearing this cat suit for show. I can kick ass.

Captain Rogers: *curses Coulson for tagging him with Agent Lewis*

(I love making manips. More to come where this came from.)

“My then husband, Leland Hayward, was Fred’s agent for many years. He dealt mostly with Phyllis, who was very businesslike. She kept Fred on a tight rein. She was very possessive, and I think she felt that since Ginger was certainly the best partner he ever had, and that he had such pleasure dancing with Ginger, [that] there has to be something that sets up between two people who are flying through the air with the greatest of ease…” – Slim Keith, interviewed by Sarah Giles for Vanity Fair and her subsequent book, Fred Astaire: His Friends Talk

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- Nothing To Worry About
- How We Met
- You Never Listen *
- Hate To Love You Part 2
- Tequila Tears Part 2


- Sparring Partner
- Bump
- Yes Captain! *


- What Happens Now Series
- Keeping Secrets Series
- I Still Like You *


- So Pretty Baby *
- Love Lost Series

Peggy: “Howard’s giving me this?”
Jarvis: “He is under the impression that the sample of Captain Roger’s blood was lost when he was under the doctor’s influence.”
Peggy: “Then you are giving me this?”
Jarvis: “I owe, Mr. Stark, a great deal, but I don’t owe him my integrity.”


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That Chair *smut*

That Chair Returns *smut*

Premiere x

Bucky Barnes x Reader:

The Game  Part 1  Part 2

Stupid x

Tequila x

Caught x

Recovery x

Bucky x

Bucky’s Idea x

I Wanna Be Yours x

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Mistletoe x

Christmas Cookies x

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They Can’t Get Us Anymore x

Single Bed x

Falling x

How Country Feels  x *smut*

How Do You Know My Name? x *smut*

The Best Things Happen While You’re Dancing x

You Look Good In My Shirt x

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Left Handed x *smut*

Want Some Eggs? x

Better Than Bar Hopping x

Hot Shower Anyone?

Hot Bath Anyone? (Part 2 of Hot Shower Anyone?)

Avengers at the Fair:  1  2  3  4

Lullaby x

Movie Night: 1  2  3

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Steve Rogers x Reader

The Airport x

You Abandoned Me-Part Seven (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Summary: Bucky and (Y/N) are being held hostage though they don’t know who by. The responsibility of keeping (Y/N) safe is heavy on Bucky’s shoulders; he can’t believe the situation he has got his best friends girlfriend into. He knows that he needs to get them both out of there but how they will do that seems like an impossible task.

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader, Avengers x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Violence, torture, anger, sad

( @meatballevan asked me to tag them in this, so here you go. If anyone else would like to be tagged just ask)

Neither of us knew how much longer it had been since we spoke to each other. Bucky was now leaning his back against the wall, still supporting me on his lap with his arms. We had stopped speaking, well, Bucky had stopped though I was sure he was trying to come up with a plan. There was literally only one way out of here and that was through the door; and our there was probably a number of guards and other locked doors to go through. Even if by some miracle we escaped out wherever we were, we still had no idea where this place was in the world.

I had desperately tried to not fall asleep, knowing that I might not wake up for a while. There was no way I could leave Bucky either, that just wasn’t fair on him. My mind instantly went to the others. They had to be looking for us by now. I didn’t doubt my second family but I was worried about how long it would take them to find us. Who knows where we could be? And how long would it take them to get here?

Loud, sudden footsteps startled us both as they neared our cell. Bucky immediately removed me from his lap and into the corner of the room as he took a protective stance in front of me. Could this be them? Or was it someone we didn’t want to face? I huddled up in fear as the noises got louder and closer. Men were ordering each other around but their voices were muffled to us. All of their voices and movements suddenly stopped, it has gone silent. I held my breath, scared to even make a noise.

The door was kicked open making me scream in fright. Men piled into the room clad out in black, army-like uniform with huge guns. As soon as they stepped one foot into the room Bucky started to attack. I watched in horror as he tried to tackle them all at once. I was useless, useless, useless. His attacks got slower and weaker, more men were grabbing him. Before I could come up with a way to help him, I too was grabbed. I screamed out in pain as well as fear as they hauled me off the floor. Bucky called after me when they started walking out of the room without him.


“(Y/N)!” he yelled back.

I couldn’t see him anymore. My eyesight was only able to see the ceiling where the harsh, white lights blinded me. From being suspended up in the air, I was dropped onto a bed, strspped down onto it. The restraints were tight against my body and I couldn’t move, let alone breath properly. They carted me down the hallways fast, not caring about my pleas for help. Everything looked the same from my point of view, I couldn’t tell where we were going.

The corridors suddenly changed into a huge room, from what I could see there was high tech equipment everywhere along with people in lab costa. Of course I didn’t understand any of it or know what it was. I only knew that it looked terrifying.

“The test subject is here sir.” one of the men announced.

“Test subject!?” I exclaimed, writhing around on the bed.

“Why do we have her? Where is the Winter Soldier?” a lab coat asked.

They had to be HYDRA. They were the ones who made Bucky, they would want him back.

“I’ve made some changes to the plans. Don’t worry, our initial idea will go forward as we planned.” another man spoke. He had a deeper voice but I could not see him, he sounded like he was in charge.

“What do you want us to do to her, sir?”

“You’re not going to do anything to me!” it was as if I wasn’t even there.

Another scientist protested.“Who even is she? Why was she with the Winter Soldier?”

“She’s Steve Rogers, aka Captain America’s partner. By some luck she was in the right place at the right time.”

“Luck, sir?”

“Don’t you see? We all know that the Avengers were going to come after either one of them but this just raises the stakes. The Winter Soldier can defend himself, he is obviously stronger. She cannot. We can use her to our advantage.”

“No! Please don’t hurt me! I don’t want to die!”

This time they acknowledged me.“We won’t kill you. Actually, you’re going to help us in a little experiment we’re conducting.” he leaned over me, his face close to mine.

He had a dark, scruffy heard that matched his hair. The wrinkles around his face showed his age but maybe it was from dress too. Although he looked normal and not like a stereotypical villain, there was something in his wide eyes that warned me he was a psychopath.

“I know who you work for. You don’t just experiment on people, you ruin their lives!” I must have been lightheaded because I wasn’t thinking before I spoke.

“Well then, it seems that we won’t have to get acquainted.”

My heart started to beat faster even though that felt impossible. Sweat was forming on my forehead and around my body. Everyone was bustling around me, the clanking of equipment putting me in edge.

The man came into view again.“Right, are you ready?”


“So we’re hoping that you will be just as strong as your boyfriend and his old pal; that is if your body doesn’t reject the serum and end up killing you. Though that would still be beneficial on our behalf, a little bit of trial and error.”

My voice dropped to a whisper.“You’re going to use the serum on me?”

His eyes and smile got bigger as he frantically nodded.“Think of all the power you’ll have. You can match up to the captain’s strengths. I’m sure that it will beneficial to your reletionships in some ways.”

“You’re sick.” I spat.

An assistant came up behind him holding out scrubs for him to wear. His eyes never left me as he was robed up. I started crying knowing that this was going to be the end of me. These mad people were going to kill me. There was no way my body would be able to put up with the serum, even if I lasted for five minutes I would die after that.

I hadn’t even had a chance to say goodbye.

Never forget that Peggy chose to only gaze at a photo of Pre-Serum Steve despite the fact that there were hundreds of Post-Serum Steve all over the place.

Pre-Serum Steve was the man that she fell in love with.]

[ Stop making it out that Peggy was only interested in Steve after the Serum because that is simply not true at all. ]

How a man lost 8 million dollars for failing to be a decent human.

Alright, I have a story to tell from the finance industry. For those of you who don’t know what we do, it’s basically just being a realtor, but for companies instead of houses. This was a small investment banking firm, and we specialize in smaller players. We’re talking companies worth 20-50 million dollars. Our customers are typically salt of the earth; built their tire company from nothing but a shed and a truck over the last 30 years, and now they want to retire. But seeing as how many of them never learned accounting and whatnot, they need representation.

Now one company has two 50% owners, and they hate each other. Can’t have a civil conversation. Now, having two 50/50 owners is always a recipe for conflict, but this level of hatred was something I hadn’t seen before; it was pretty clear one of the two had done something pretty bad for it to devolve to this stage. So lets call one Tim and one Roger.

My first impression of Roger is that he’s a nice dude. Down to earth, chill, and generally interested in things. My first impression of Tim is that he’s a raging imbecile. We were at a restaurant I, and many other people in my city, hold in very high regard, and all he did, for an hour and half, was complain about the food. He talked down to and mocked a waiter who dared to ask him what he’d like to drink, and proceeded to order $1000 of wine [he knew we were paying]. My boss, having none of that, made it clear Tim is paying for that bottle, which I suppose put him in a bad mood. I am somewhat obsessed with food. I spend an unwise amount of money on food. I can sing you all the instrumental parts in the opening to Heston Blumenthal’s cooking show. We’re here on my recommendation. I love this damn restaurant, and I am on first name terms with that waiter. The man starts talking down to me about my tastes after I order, says kids these days have no palate, and that I shouldn’t be eating X. Oh and also, apparently, donating to vaccine charities is a waste of money, and I am some sort of idiot for doing so.

So to be short, I don’t like the guy. But not liking the guy isn’t really a reason to seek revenge. However, after talking to Roger, we find out why they hate each other. You see, Tim had been stealing money from his employees, and the company. It turns out, employees started getting random checks bounced, and the company’s lines of credit kept drying up. Because Tim had been making some rather extravagant purchases on the company dime. He had adjusted employee payroll downwards and increased his own. He had used capital expenditures to build himself a house. Apparently, his continued justification is that none of what he did was illegal [technically true], he had helped grow the company [I suppose], and that he deserved more [but not his business partner]. Roger ended up comping employees out of his own pocket, and Tim refused to pay back a dime.

So at this point, the deal talks are going no where. As in, Tim and Roger just cannot stand to communicate with each other at all. But my boss, he hatches an idea. Why don’t we just buy one of them out? We know how much the company is worth in the wider market. We’ll just see if either is willing to take some cash up front for their share of the equity.

I make models all day. I know how much this company is worth. It’s worth about 24 million dollars. Tim’s stake is therefore worth 12 million dollars (complex I know). Guess whose stake I suggest we buy? Tim’s of course. How much do I suggest we offer? 4 million.

Now, to be clear, this type of thing has a downside. But Tim’s reputation in his industry isn’t good. In fact, after some canvassing, it turns out that most people know this company through Roger, and don’t like to deal with Tim. Turns out being a thieving a**hole is something one simply cannot turn off.

Boss says ok, he’ll send an offer letter and NDA agreement, etc. Tim bites [for 6 mil]. We sold the company 6 weeks later for 28 million dollars total. F*ck you Tim.

Update: No, Tim was not happy when he found out. No, he could not do a damn thing about it.

Update 2: I should mention that my boss and a few of his friends pooled the money to make the buy. They were not acting as part of the bank. Any offer they gave was part of private negotiations, as a counter party. Tim should have hired his own bankers. He didn’t.