Winter's Perfect Soldier

I just read your jealousy stuff for the avengers and was wondering if you would be able to write about how they kiss reader/make out with reader or the first kiss that was shared

Thank you so much. Btw do not feel any pressure to write this right away.

𝓜𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝓢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨,

how i think a makeout session would go with these characters…

— 𝓣ony 𝓢tark :: tony would have you perched on the edge of his desk in the lab, standing between your legs as he kisses you. one hand would settle on your waist while the other braced against the desk beside you, and he’d have that smug little grin between kisses because he knows perfectly well that he was supposed to be working. he’d kiss you slowly at first, teasingly pulling away just when you started leaning into him, only to laugh when you gave him an annoyed look and pull you back in.

he would absolutely make some smartass comment about how you completly ruined his productivity, despite being the one who started it. and if you reminded him that he was the one who stopped working, he’d simply shrug, pull you closer by the waist and mumble, “yeah, well… I have better things to do.”

— 𝓢teve 𝓡ogers :: steve would be ridiculously gentle at first, one hand resting against your back as he slowly pulled you closer, like he was giving you every opportunity to change your mind. the kiss would be slow, his other hand carefully settling on your waist. but the second you deepen the kiss, that restraint would start slipping. his grip would tighten on your waist as he gently backs you up against the counter, his kisses becoming more eager.

even then, he would still be careful with you. when he finally pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours as a soft smile spreads across his lips.

— 𝓝atasha 𝓡omanoff :: natasha would absolutely be the one who knows exactly what she’s doing. In the training room, she’d have you backed lightly against the wall, one hand resting at your waist as she kissed you with complete confidence. she’d take her time, deliberately keeping things slow because she knows the more flustered you get, the more amused she’ll become. every time you tried to hide your reaction, she’d pull back just enough to catch your expression, a knowing smirk appearing on her lips before she leaned back in again.

and the worst part? she’d never be flustered herself. she’d remain completly composed while your struggling to remember what you were even doing in the training room in the first place. when she finally pulls away, she’d brush a thumb across your cheek, looking at your flustered expression with a satisfied smile.

— 𝓛oki 𝓛aufeyson :: loki would be annoyingly confident about it, sitting back with you straddling his lap while you desperately tried to turn the moment into something more intimate. he’d let you lean in close, only to pull back at the last second with an infuriating smirk, clearly enjoying every second of your frustration. the more impatient you became, the more amused he’d look, drawing the moment out as long as he can.

eventually, he’d decide that you’ve waited long enough. flipping you beneath him, he’d lean down and kiss you slowly, taking his sweet time. he’d pause between kisses just to watch your expression before murmuring, “patience, darling. surely you can manage that much.”

— 𝓑ucky 𝓑arnes :: bucky would be quiet and intense at first, painfully careful with you. he’d keep one hand at your waist, barely applying any pressure, while the other would hover uncertainly before finally settling gently against your cheek. even when you kissed him back, there’d be a part of him that’s terrified he’ll hurt you. but once he realises you want him as much as he wants you, he’d be incredibly affectionate.

he’d take his time, occasionally resting his forehead against yours between kisses and looking at you with softness in his eyes. and if you smiled at him, he’d give you the smallest smile back before pulling you close again.

— 𝓦anda 𝓜aximoff :: wanda would kiss you softly, one hand resting against your cheek whilst the other settled around your waist, gently pulling you closer. she’d take her time with every kiss, lingering for a moment before pulling back just enough to look at you, her expression unbearably affectionate. the more comfortable she became, the more she melts into the kiss, her fingers slipping into your hair as she drew you closer again.

she’d probably smile against your lips whenever you laughed or tried to hide your face, amused by how flustered your becoming. when she finally pulls away, she’d stay close, brushing her thumb over your cheek before giving you one last kiss.

— 𝓑ruce 𝓑anner :: bruce would start off hesitant and awkwardly gentle. his hand would rest carefully at your waist while he kissed you, pulling back every so often to check your expression as though he needed reassurance that you were okay. but once he realised you were completely comfortable, he’d slowly relax, his shoulders dropping as he pulled you closer and let himself actually enjoy the moment.

he’d still be a little bit shy about it, though. you’d catch him smiling against your lips before he quietly laughed and admitted he was overthinking everything. he’d shake his head when you teased him, pull you back in for another kiss and mumble, “i’m a scientist. i like to know what i’m doing.”

— 𝓟eter 𝓟arker :: peter would be adorably nervous at first, sitting beside you on the couch and clearly having no idea what to do with himself. his first kiss would be soft, his hand awkwardly settling at your waist. but the more you kissed him, the more his nerves would disappear, replaced by a growing confidence that would have him smiling against your lips.

eventually, he’d gently guide you back against the cushions, hovering over you as he kissed you again, one hand resting beside your head while the other stayed carefully at your waist. he’d pull back for half a second, cheeks flushed and hair completely messy, before giving you a slightly breathless grin.

— 𝓢cott 𝓛ang :: scott would be playful even whilst kissing you, smiling against your lips and occasionally pulling back just to make some stupid comment before leaning in again. you’d be patching him up when he suddenly kisses you, his arms snaking around your waist, pulling you closer whilst your arms instinctively throwing over his shoulders.

every time you try to scold him for distracting you, he’d just laugh and kiss you again, clearly far more interested in you than the injury he had been complaining about five minutes ago.

Now take this logic and apply it to things like ADHD, autism, clinical depression, and other less visible/divergent disabilities. You cannot think your way out of feeling.

The mouth, so far as I could see it under the heavy moustache, was fixed and rather cruel-looking, with peculiarly sharp white teeth; these protruded over the lips, whose remarkable ruddiness showed astonishing vitality in a man of his years.

How am I supposed to take Dracula seriously when he's walking around like this:

“This isn't working. You sound so... rehearsed. Routine. You need to come up with something new.”

𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒓 (46/??)