Stay With Me (Steve Rogers X F!Reader)

Stay With Me (Steve Rogers X F!Reader)

First post ever! I wrote this for my friend on Instagram, and I wanted to share it here! I hope you enjoy and any feedback/comments are appreciated!

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: descriptive injury, blood, vomit, hospitals, language (possibly?)

Steve x Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pain. All you could feel was pain. Not just some mild cramping like you usually get during missions, but hot, searing pain. Your entire body felt like it was on fire; your head throbbing as if it was getting ready to explode. 

Just as you were about to drift off into what felt like an endless void, you heard something. It almost sounded like.....gun fire? Some shouting? Maybe some explosions? What was going on? Why couldn't the world just let you fade deep into the weightlessness of the void?

Groaning, you attempted to blink away the nausea and fatigue, sitting up to get a look at your surroundings. There were trees all around you; their leaves covered in a thick layer of heavy snow. 

Snow....that explains the extreme cold beneath you, along with the softness you felt on what usually is rock hard ground. The sun was bright and beating down on you, much too bright for the liking of your pulsing headache. 

It was all too much, you leaned over on your knees and threw up, the foul taste of stomach acid coating your mouth afterwards. Not wanting to look at the mess you made, you covered it up with snow and continued to look around. You saw your teammates, but they all seemed busy fighting your enemy. 

That's right, you remembered what you were there for; Hydra had files on the Red Room, so Tony and Natasha organized this mission to get them. However, things went south pretty quickly as Hydra had been expecting you and the other Avengers. You looked around for someone, anyone who could help you get back to the Quinjet; you knew you were in no condition to fight any further. 

"....hello? Guys, I need...." you paused, holding your breath so you didn't release anymore bile, "I need help. My head..." 

Nobody picked up on comms, the line was dead. Cursing under your breath, you squinted your eyes and saw a figure in the distance fighting off about three foes. It seemed like they were losing. Badly. With further inspection, you saw it was Steve, your captain and your boyfriend. 

"Shit...." you had two options: you could either sit there and wait for someone to find you, or you could go and help Steve, and then he could help you get back to the Quinjet so Helen could nurse your condition. 

You chose the latter and slowly stood up, limping your way over to your captain, drawing your knives. The foes didn't see you coming, so you quickly stabbed one from behind, hitting them in the spine. They screamed as they went down, making the other two focus on you rather than Steven. 

You huffed as you took on one while the blond handled the other. As you were so focused on your fight, you failed to pay attention to your surroundings. Steve had taken down his opponent but quickly noticed a fourth Hydra agent closing in behind you.

"(Y/N)!" he shouted, pushing you out of the way and taking the hit for you; the bullet penetrated his stomach, making him fall to the ground. 

Out of rage, you quickly finished off your original enemy before knocking out the man who shot Steve. 

When that was done, you allowed the panic to settle in and you rushed over to the blond, "Steve! Oh my god...." you breathed out, your blood running cold at the sight of blood spreading along his suit, staining it a deep red. 

He coughed and tried to send you a reassuring smile, but it came out as a wince. Quickly, you dropped to your knees and placed pressure on the wound, letting out a quiet sob at the whimper he released. 

"I know, Stevie. I know it hurts....SOMEBODY! STEVE'S DOWN! PLEASE!" you began crying out for one of your teammates to hear you. 

More coughs escaped his lips, some blood following, "(Y/N)…sweetheart...." he wheezed out, his deep, blue eyes locking on to your bloodshot ones, "it's okay." 

Aggressively, you shook your head, pressing more pressure into his stomach; an action that made the Captain America cry out in pain, tears falling down his cheeks. 

"Why?! Steven why...." you cried, your head rapidly looking around for anybody who could help you. 

Mustering all his strength, he reached a shaking, bloody hand towards your face, cupping your cheek gently. 

"I promised..." he gasped for breath, making your eyes widen, "...that I would protect you. And I intend to keep that damn promise." 

You shook your head, "not like this! This isn't protecting me!" you scolded, wincing as your arms began to cramp from keeping pressure on his stomach. 

You made the mistake of looking down, seeing his thick and sticky blood coating your hands, the thought making you want to throw up again; your own injuries were nothing but a distant memory as you focused on keeping the man in front of you alive. 

As the moments passed, his breathing became heavier and more labored, coming out in slow pants and his eyes began to flutter closed, then open lazily every few moments. 

"Hey....hey!" you quickly removed one hand to lightly smack his cheek, smearing his blood over his skin, "keep your eyes open, soldier. That's an order." 

He chucked breathlessly, ending in a cough, "look at my pretty girl...giving the orders now..." 

Just as you were about to give up, you heard footsteps coming from behind you, making you cry out in joy, "Stevie, hang in there a little longer! Someone's coming!" 

His eyes refused to open, his breathing becoming faint and shallow. "(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N)....I love....." he coughed, blood pouring from his mouth, "I love you..." 

Just like that, you couldn't hear his breathing anymore, "Steve?" 

You shook him a little, getting no response, "Steven! Wake up! Don't you dare leave me! Not now! STEVEN!" 

Nothing. No response. Your chest heaved as you sobbed, clinging to his seemingly lifeless form...… 

Lights. Bright, white, hot lights. Throbbing. A terrible pain in his head. A weird burning sensation in his stomach; every time he shifted slightly he felt like his insides were being torn apart. Squinting, Steve slowly opened his eyes, assessing his situation. 

He asked himself if he was dead, he couldn't tell. But....then he heard it. The damned beeping sound of the heart monitor. As annoying as he found them, he was glad to hear it; it meant he was still alive and kicking. 

Out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted you fast asleep in an uncomfortable plastic chair, your hand securely locked around his. He smiled weakly, squeezing your hand in his. 

The subtle gesture suddenly jolted you awake, your eyes filling to the brim as you saw him awake and smiling, "....Stevie?" 

His grin seemed to grow tenfold. 

Despite all the pain he felt, despite the feeling of his throat being ripped apart, and even despite the fact that he felt like he wanted to sleep for the next five years, he breathed out what seemed to be the most soothing words in existence, "it's going to take more than a bullet to keep me from my best girl."

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you want to tell me Sam "I've found the exact building flag smashes are operating in within a day" Wilson, spent two years with no success in finding Bucky "I'm going to wear a baseball cap as a cover up and wish for the best" Barnes?

nah, this man has found Bucky at least 33 times during these two years, but decided to respect Bucky's wish to hide until he is more ready before facing Steve and society as all. and that is exactly how they grew closer and became a thing, until Sam heard the news about the UN and was confused because he knows it isn't possible, then he gets upset because Bucky failed to mention that he knew about the other super soldiers in Russia and wasn't absolutely honest with him and HE FORGOT WHO HE IS after Zemo triggered him with the codes.

this explains why winter soldier never really tried to kill Sam, and rather just put him out of the way, whereas he did his best trying to kill everyone else, including poor Steve.

and why Sam would be angry with him and not move his seat up (although Sam is known to be mature enough to understand that whatever Bucky did was the winter soldier and not him and it sounds farfetched that Sam would actually hold grudges)

this also comes in the right place with why they would end up together in the airport fight, although supposedly they don't know each other or understand each other fighting styles, AND jumping in front of each other to protect each other from the spider dude.

and I'm supposed to believe that all of this loyalty and dramatic sacrifices and jumps is just there on their first official meeting?? just no. that "I hate you" came from somewhere.

these two been meeting up all across Europe and USA for two years, planning for the best time to tell Steve, which felt like never. and that's why they were already so damn close in endgame, although the canon mcu tl makes it clear they don't spend much time together after infinity war.

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the dinner-Loki Laufeyson x reader (daisy series-part 2)

hi people! i just wanted to say i will not post daily, i just wanted to post this one before writing the rest, happy reading! feedback is always appreciated<3

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"Oh dear, you really didn't need to! Thank you so much, these look amazing." the queen took the flowers from you and hugged you. You heard Thor ask Loki "Didn't you say mother wanted the flowers?" but ignored it.

"It's fine, i'm glad you like them my queen." you smiled and she tilted her head like she didn't like what you said.

"y/n! How many times will i have to say this, please call me Frigga." She smiled and put a hand on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry, it just feels a little weird to call you by your first name. You're like my mother and the queen after all." you smiled and she nodded.

"Of course, but i insist. I see you no different than a daughter too." she kissed your cheek and you all sat down while the food was being served. You saw Loki watch your and his mother's interaction lovingly and smiled.

"She loves you so much." Sif laughed and you smiled.

"Yeah, i love her too. She's been there for me sometimes even more than my own parents." you started eating and kept talking with everyone on the table, it was such a lovely atmosphere in there. Everyone was so friendly.

"So, how was your day?" the queen asked you guys but Thor answered before all of you.

"Well we walked to the lake and chatted on the way, i had so much fun." he grinned while looking at Sif.

"Sif, what part is he skipping?" Frigga asked jokingly and Sif smiled.

"We are going to attend your anniversary party together." she answered quietly, embarrassed a little.

"Oh that is such great news! y/n, are you coming together with someone too?" she turned her attention to you and you swallowed your bite quickly before answering.

"Loki and i were actually thinking of going together." you answered, kind of scared of her reaction for some reason. You also couldn't ignore the.. mad look on Thor's face.

"Why didn't you tell me!" Sif whispered in your ear but you ignored her.

"So like a double date? Is that what that's called?" she exclaimed happily and you smiled nervously.

"Yes it is mother but we are just attending as friends." Loki spoke from the other side of the table. Now he was the one friendzoning you. Or maybe that was also because how you acted before.

"Oh, i'm sorry then, i didn't mean to make anyone uncomfortable." she apologized and you nodded.

"It's fine, don't worry." There it was, that tension again. It was definitely quieter than before for the rest of the dinner. You finished and thanked the cooks and waited for your friends to finish as well.

"Girls, would you like to help me pick a dress tomorrow?" Frigga asked before you went to your houses.

"Sure, we'd love to." you looked at Sif and she nodded.

"Of course my queen." Frigga smiled and hugged you both before saying goodbye and you turned to leave to go to your own house. Loki insisted to walk with you so you agreed and said goodbye to Sif and Thor before leaving.

"I'm sorry if my mother's words made you uncomfortable earlier." Loki looked at you but you shook your head.

"Like i said, it's okay. Don't worry about it." you smiled and put your arm around his, again, it was something you did on a daily basis so he didn't mind that either but his body felt a little bit tense.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, why would it be?" he asked and smiled. You knew he was ignoring your question, you knew him too well to buy that but didn't want to pressure him so you nodded and kept walking. You stopped a few steps before your door and turned to Loki, your arm still around his.

"I really enjoyed today, we should go there again some day." you smiled and noticed him blush just the tiniest bit again. You wanted to show him you wouldn't mind calling it a 'date'.

"Sure, i'm glad you liked it." he smiled and hugged you. You stayed like that a little more than you usually did but he didn't seem to mind so you pulled back and smiled.

"Okay, i'll see you then."

"Alright, see you." he turned to leave but you stopped him. You stood on tiptoe to reach his height and kissed his cheek. Well that was something you didn't do everyday. You hoped he'd get some sort of message from that but all the reaction you received was pink cheeks and the biggest smile you had ever seen on him. I guess that was something too. He left without saying anything and you opened the door, not expecting to see your mother still in the living room.

"Oh hey sweetie, did you have fun?" your mother asked smiling.

"Yes, the queen invited Sif and me to help her choose her dress for the party." you smiled happily. You loved spending time with Frigga, she would always talk so sweetly and motherly.

"Oh that's amazing. Who's that flower from, if you don't mind me asking?" your mother grinned.

"What flower?" you asked, the daisy on your hair long forgotten.

"The daisy." she pointed and you smiled.

"Oh i forgot about it, uh, we were picking flowers for the queen and Loki gave it to me." you explained shyly, you didn't usually talk about these kind of stuff with your mother.

"Oh." was all she said. What was 'oh'? Who was she expecting? You wanted to ask but your dad coming into the room stopped you.

"Hi, welcome back." he said and smiled.

"Hey, i uh, i'll just go to bed now. I don't want to be tired tomorrow and it's already pretty late right now. Good night." you used it to your advantage and went up to your room, getting away from a weird talk with your mother. Tomorrow was going to be fun.

Firstly just want to let you know you’re so good with words i’m a fan of everything you write, great job! <3

Here’s my ask although it’s a very common situation but i’d like to see your take on it!

Bucky getting injured on a mission and Sam patching him up. Feelings ensue and you can take it from there! (Maybe a confession? Getting together?)

Thanks if you decide to write it! <3

"can you please stop moving?" sam crouched down next to bucky's bed after swatting his hand away, lifting his shirt to inspect the fresh wound that was bleeding through. "shit. that does not look good. we’re going to need some bigger bandages. i'll be right back," he said, standing up to leave only to have bucky grab the bottom hem of his shirt before he was out of reach.

"don't worry ‘bout it." bucky slurred his words as he attempted to sit up and failed twice with a wince. "it'll heal on its own."

"like hell it will. you need—"

"i need you to stay." bucky tugged on sam's shirt. "stay with me. just for a few minutes. i'm sure...i'm pretty sure i'm gonna pass out soon."

"and that's exactly why i need to go."

sam stroked bucky's face, idly tucking a few strands of his hair behind his ear before touching the back of his hand to his forehead. it was warm and damp with sweat, just like his fingers that were once twisted in sam's shirt but had now traveled to curl around his wrist instead.

bucky closed his eyes and leaned into sam's touch. "you'll come back?"

"of course i'll be back." sam patted bucky's cheek and when he pulled away, he swore he felt bucky's lips pressed against the palm of his hand but he quickly put the thought out of his mind and went searching for what he needed.

when he returned, bucky's eyes were still closed and his breathing labored. sam placed his bundle of supplies on a table next to them and helped bucky sit up properly in the bed, afterward offering him a glass of water and pain medication, which he wasted no time gulping down.

"leave it to an idiot like you to patch me up before taking care of yourself," sam mumbled to himself as he settled on the edge of the bed and soaked a few cotton pads with wound cleanser. "you thought i wouldn't notice something like this?"

"you got your ass handed to you out there," bucky said, "had to make sure you didn't have any broken—fuck!" he hissed when sam touched the pad to his skin. "what is that shit? acid?"

"i appreciate the concern but you're clearly in far worse shape than i am, old man."

“yeah, well." bucky's head fell back onto the pillows, his eyes screwed shut and bottom lip between his teeth as sam continued with his cleaning. "would rather it be me than you.”

"oh yeah? and why is that?" sam applied some ointment onto the wound. "got something to prove?”

“you," bucky pointed at sam, "you’re annoying, you know that?"

"and you're a goddamn thorn in my ass so the feeling's mutual," he said, smoothing the last piece of tape needed to seal up bucky's dressing. "trust me."

an uneasy quiet fell upon them and sam wasn't sure why, but something told him that maybe he'd chosen his words poorly. maybe he needed to clarify things before...before...

"are they?" bucky asked. his voice was so small, so unsure, sam thought maybe he was talking to himself until he repeated the question. "sam. are they?"

"are 'they' what? what are you–"

"the feelings, sam. are they mutual?"

sam's eyes went wide, heart pounding at the realization of what bucky was asking. before sam had a chance to respond, bucky took hold of his hand and gently pulled him towards the bed, tentatively wrapping his arms around sam's waist.

"do you love me too?" bucky asked, the question muffled as he hid his face in sam's sweater.

"you sure that's not just the fever talking?"

“does that mean ‘no’?”

"'does that mean'—damn it, buck." sam sighed. "isn't it obvious? you really going to make me say it? like this? now?"

"what's obvious?"

"how i," sam swallowed, his face burning, "feel. about you."

bucky looked up at him. "it's obvious, huh?"

"of course it is.” sam held bucky’s gaze and used a hand to smooth down his hair. "why else would i put up with all your stupid shit?"

"because i'm ruggedly handsome?"

sam laughed.

"or maybe it's the arm," bucky offered, nuzzling sam's hand. "it's the arm, isn't it? you've got a thing for metal arms."

"i've got a thing," sam said, "for one man who happens to have a metal arm. and is 'ruggedly handsome,'" he added, causing both of them to smile. "a pretty serious thing. might even call it 'love.'"

bucky's face softened and sam's head and heart were working overtime, causing him to feel things he didn't understand—things that always came to the surface whenever bucky was involved. and before he could even attempt to make sense of it all, he was being tugged down towards bucky's lips, both of them forgetting about their post-battle injuries just long enough to satisfy the urgent need of an overdue kiss.

it was messy and uncoordinated, their bodies pressed against each other, mouths struggling to find their rhythm. but once they found it, they stayed there for what felt like hours, discovering pieces of themselves that were now laid bare, unable to hide behind any walls.

sam smiled against bucky’s lips, reveling in all the emotions that came rushing in when he thought about how natural it felt for him to be like this with bucky, how perfect they were for each other—clumsiness, flaws, and all.

“i love you,” sam finally told him, the words reinforcing what he'd felt far longer than he could remember.

“i know,” bucky said, the two of them sharing a small laugh and hugging each other close. "i love you, too."

Baby Falcon.

Stages throughout your pregnancy and life with your daughter with Sam and some super soldiers. Characters – Sam x Reader, Bucky, Steve. Word Count – 1050 A/N – not gonna lie, I’ve been binge watching the father daughter videos on YouTube and it’s making me feel things, even though I don’t want kids.

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