So I've been thinking of the Omegaverse lately and I can't quit thinking about adopting the entire fantasy trope around it.
Like, for example, just imagine...
An Alpha Siren who happens to discover its Omega Reader while there's a cruise ship above, which leads Alpha Siren to follow the ship to port while attempting to gather Omega Reader's attention, stalking you from a distance, leaving little love trinkets everywhere you go, before finally kidnapping you and dragging you need into the dark abyss.
Or reverse it— An Alpha Reader hunting down their Omega Siren, searching the ends of the Earth, diving in vast oceans, countlessly losing your Omega Siren after a single glance, only for your Omega Siren to come to you, half laying on the deck, wagging their tail desperately, wantonly begging for their Alpha Reader to impregnate them.
An Alpha Dragon that captures treasures in their vast abode while waiting on their perfect omega, then happens to discover Omega Reader gathering herbs. We can even turn you into an Omega Witch. Captured by the dragon, fighting for your life, even when your heat kicks in...
Or maybe an Omega Dragon that sneaks up on Alpha Witch Reader in the forest one day and refuses to leave your side. Whines like a puppy, guards like a dog, purrs like a cat, but is as horny as a rabbit when it comes to its heat.
How about an Alpha Naga hunting in the forest, searching for prey for their tribe, then comes across Omega Reader collecting samples, safeguarding the forest, or whatever else you may be doing for planet earth, and takes the chance to observe a new species before falling quickly. Alpha Naga ends up causing your premature heat, kidnapping you from your tent, and hiding you deep in a cave. Your heat gets the better of you but that doesn't mean you won't put up a fight.
Or an Omega Naga that you find as an adventurer that fights you tooth and claw. After winning, maybe it just slithers away or, because of Alpha Reader's pheromones, they go into heat. Maybe you help Omega Naga through its heat intimately, or maybe they are the ones who claw at your shirt, coiling their tail around your legs, their forked tongue kissing your neck and face, even the slippery cocks that end up slipping between its orifice.
Take an Omega Selkie that adores the shore and while swimming to the surface, catches wind of your Alpha pheromones, which leads to the Omega Selkie searching everywhere for you, discovering your swimming form scuba diving or just swimming leisurely, they end up playing with you in their seal form before revealing their true self when you have to leave. It's pretty hard to turn down a tempting and innocent creature that's leaking for you to sate their desires.
Or an Alpha Selkie who dominated the waves, blending in with humans while protecting the seas, they also dare to sift through the human omegas before coming across you, which leads to your rejection and their perseverance until you end up being emotionally and physically attached. Now you’ve got no where to run and no where to hide with Alpha Selkie breathing down your neck and following you at every turn.
Maybe try an Alpha Harpy bleeding from a wound in a fight and comes across you, an Omega Bird Hybrid, before passing out, to which you take them in and clean them up, feeding them, nursing them back to health. Alpha Harpy refuses to leave at the end, declaring themselves your mate, grabbing many courting gifts to give you, nonstop attempts to mate you, aiding you in building your nest and even collecting your meals.
Or maybe an Omega Harpy that is in constant need of affection but refuses themselves from having any contact with it due to their abused childhood, thus leading Alpha Reader, who has Omega Harpy as a pet, to care for their needs, to learn more about habits and behaviors, before attempting to try anything, which leads to multiple disputes that ends bloody for Alpha Reader before you honestly takes care of Omega Harpy through their heat, platonically, thus ending up with them falling for you.. but more slowly and with caution.
We could try an Alpha Cereberus Pack that has lived for thousands of years, most of them mateless and horny, until one night where they meet their perfect little Omega, you, a Cat Hybrid. They're sent to guard the demon that's killing your neighbors, all the while watching you, individually, invisibly, before the demon comes after your Omega Cat Hybrid Reader— which sends Alpha Cereberus Pack feral and ends up taking the demon's life and disappearing with you...
Or an Omega Cereberus Pack that have been abandoned by their last owners or their parents (bc that's the way of life what cruel abusive demons do) and are starved, on the brink of death, when innocent Alpha Cat Hybrid Reader finds them in the wet rain before taking them safely home. You take good care of the Omega Cereberus Pack, even as they snap and growl at your every move, but eventually, they grow fond of you, growing like wild weeds, and, out of nowhere, they've become adults, begging in heat one day.
Maybe enjoy an Omega Arachne that is super shy and scared of others that are not of their kind due to the screams of terror when coming in contact with someone else. Omega Arachne who's lived alone for a few hundred years, succumbing to loneliness.. then they caught a whiff of Alpha Reader's pheromones and suddenly went into a force heat, which causes your rut to come into play, but not until you've stumbled upon their web (in a cave, in a forest, or maybe on a mountain).
Or an Alpha Arachne that has set his eyes on you, an Omega Arachne (or maybe an Omega Lamia) since you were born, watching, waiting, for the perfect time to strike and capture you in their web. Alpha Arachne designs a web for the upcoming mating season and delivers many prey of all kinds for the honeymoon, and even if they don't end up catching your attention, they take matters into their own legs and kidnap you for their own. After a clutch or two, they know you'll be fine.
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Now introducing, daystarpoet's brand-new Winter Soldier series. Scroll for masterlist.
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader. Winter Soldier x reader.
Tags: WS!Bucky. Bodyguard!Bucky. Generally dark with some fluff.
Warnings: Possible grammar & spelling mistakes. Canon inaccuracies. Canon-level violence. Kidnapping, injuries, mentions of death.
Synopsis: The Winter Soldier figured he would be forever bound to be sent to deal with the trash HYDRA was too lazy to take out. Everything changed when he got assigned a very different mission; protect the daughter of one of the organization’s top associates. An attempt on her life had taken place a few weeks prior, forcing the Winter Soldier as her personal bodyguard. As time went on, secrets began to unrravel, and masks began to fall. Perhaps there was something else behind the facades you both had been keeping—perhaps with his help, the perfect daughter would finally uncover the darkness of her father’s dealings. The matter is, what will be of the princess and her knight when the cracks begin to fall and doomsday approaches?
A/N: This is my little spin on the Winter Soldier getting assigned as bodyguard, which I hope will be able to add some interesting details to the conversation. Big hug to @faiszt for being my series proofreader, and for having helped me braindump a big chunck of this.
-At first she probably thinks you're just another of her many fans
-However, you're one of the first to actively try to get closer to her! Sure, a few other fans have tried, but most did too much ,to a point of restraining orders, or stopped after a week, usually finding a new obsession
-But not you. You stayed persistent, while respecting boundaries :)
-she revels in the attention you give her; you honestly need to be careful, before her already-over-the-top ego grows even bigger!!
-whenever she decides she needs extra attention, she'll just wait for you to come around, and goes "I'm so pretty, aren't I?" or purposefully works out in front of you, and she'll fully expect you to feed into her ego, once again (you do) (this is canon, this is basically just "pumping Iron"-)
-Eventually, you become a constant in her life, something, or rather someone, she can rely on to be there, even during the chaos of the races.
-she doesn't even realise that she looks longingly after you, when you do have to go. Starlight forbid anyone ever calls her out on it, though :p
-She really notices this, when you weren't there during a smaller race (maybe you got sick, maybe you were busy racing yourself, ect.). She finds herself visibly annoyed at the lack of attention before the race. Sure her fans were there, but it just wasn't the same. She beat up so many other trains during that race.
-When she gets back to the yard, she just sits there for a while, contemplating. because your missing presence should not affect the champion this much.
-Eventually she comes to terms with the fact that she likes you, and starts to reciprocate your affection ever so slightly. For example, if you hug her, she'll put an arm around your waist!
-It may not be much, but it's a start! she isn't used to caring this much. yet ;)
Rusty
-Poor boy is shocked.
-There are so many powerful and fast engines rolling around the yard - the champion herself is there! And yet you like him? a shunter engine?!
-Safe to say, he isn't used to the attention; it flusters him!
-Every time you as much as put a hand on his shoulder, he turns red and steam comes out of his ears! Every time you hug him, he just freezes in place, as if turned to stone! The first few times you thought the corrosion had finally eaten away at his train equivalent of a brain
-However, he'd be lying if he said that he minds; he isn't exactly used to attention, let alone kindness. Sure, the carriages are nice, but aside from Pearl, he wouldn't be surprised if it's out of pity - not to mention, that it's a nice change of pace, compared to the bullying he endures from Greaseball and her Gang
-Despite how shy he gets, he tries to reciprocate, but he usually ends up making it awkward.. He doesn't mean to, he just genuinely doesn't know what he's doing, he's not used to this level of affection!
-But you don't mind - you'd dare to call it endearing :) and that gives him some confidence, that you won't leave the moment you have a chance with one of the big shots
-He slowly starts to get used to your affection, and becomes less awkward himself! He no longer breaks at every touch! In fact, he starts to lean into your touches, finding them more comforting than anything
-Eventually, he even starts seeking you out himself, especially on days where work was exhausting, or Greaseballs gang was extra mean
-You become a sort of save space for him, someone he knows he can always turn to, someone who won't judge him for being himself
-By now, the way he looks at you has by far surpassed your own heart eyes. You may have fallen first, but he fell so much harder :)
Hydra
-Another smug one, but in a less egotistical way
-After his constant preaching about Hydrogen being the best option, it just feels good to be appreciated for once, instead of turned away!
-...even if technically isn't exactly because of that.. shhh, let the guy dream
- He really just lets you, he won't exactly reciprocate at first, but he doesn't mind! simply takes it as a compliment, and side hug you, at most
-Though conversation are bound to happen, considering how much time you spent around him; no matter if he's practicing for races, doing his job as a fuel truck, preaching about hydrogen, or simply taking a break, you are almost always around the corner
- Turns out you two actually have a lot in common, and you don't mind his passion for protecting the environment either!
-After a while, you two can usually be seen huddled together, laughing about something stupid, or simply talking about the most random things, barely ever even inches apart!
-The other freight trains definitely tease him about it; they give him teasing looks when you're together, or jokingly mimicking you two
-Just like with the previous two, it starts to be a lot weirder for you to not be there, instead of the other way around! whenever you two haven't seen each other in a bit, whether it's been a few days or just a few hours, it doesn't matter: when you see each other again, he'll be standing there expectantly, with his arms open :)
-You are definitely the person he trusts most, by now! after all, it's pretty hard to spill each others secrets while constantly around each other!
Dinah
-The girl is surprised; usually she's the Lovestruck one!
-She found your Lovestruck gaze adorable, and was honestly flattered to be the receiver of it
-While, unlike Rusty, she can still function, in spite of all your affection, she is certainly a blushy mess through and through!
-You two fit each other perfectly - once she got used to your affection, she is just as affectionate! Some would describe the two of you sickeningly sweet
-The other coaches get to hear all about you, and not as a passing comment either! No, you are the main topic of their girls (+Tassita) night, with discussions that go late into the night
-All the coaches are very supportive of you two, they're glad that Dinah is happy!
-Eventually, you two spent so much time together, that it's almost weird to see you two apart! And she couldn't say that she minds, you make great company, in her opinion :)
-It already felt great to have her love language be appreciated, but to have it reciprocated? she couldn't wish for more!
-you two are truly the perfect duo, complementing each other perfectly; according to rumours, you two are the cutest couple in the yard!
-You're the type of pair, to steal the attention from the actual race, because the cameras are busy getting all your cute moments for the fans
-If you're an engine, she definitely wants to race together, after all it's just more time for the two of you to be close! It doesn't matter if you're a top racer, or tend to hang in the back; she is as loyal as can be, she'll stick around!
-Over all, you two make the cutest couple!
My first StEx request, suuuper exited!! Hope you like it hehe <33
Ngl Hydras Part ended up kinda short, had a black out for him, for some reason :,)
Anywaysss, Feedback is welcome, just be nice, please!!
can i request a fic for the StEx characters with a pregnant reader? (only if your comfortable of course) preferably Hydra, Electra or Greaseball, but you can choose :)) thank youu !!
You know why not, I figured I'd get an aks like this eventually.
I'm going to set the reader within the second trimester 4-6 months pregnant. So it's a bit more obvious to everyone that you are pregnant without reader about to pop.
Notes: Fluff, pregnancy, reader, and character are married. ( I'm going to be nice and let the reader have a nicer second trimester) post WCR.
Summary: The baby kicks for the first time, and both you and your spouse feel it.
Hydra
You were currently standing in front of your bedrooms full body mirror, caressing your ever-growing bump. Your morning sickness had stopped, and you were less tired, and you felt like you were glowing with how great your skin looked. Work, however, was getting stressful. You were constantly putting strain on your body with work and the baby. The constant movement with the added weight of the baby was starting to make your ankles hurt. You let out a tired sigh out of your nose, your hand resting on the top of your bump, exhausted just by the thought. Your husband was somewhere in the house elated over the fact that the baby would start kicking soon. You sighed at the thought of your poor blatter getting used as a tap dance floor, but you couldn't be happier. As if right on cue, your husband rolls in and smiles sweetly at you before moving behind you to hug you from the back and caress you bump. Smiling, you lean, you head back against his chest and sholder and hum pleasantly at the feeling of his hands massaging you. To make the moment even sweeter, he started swaying the both of you back and forth as he laid a gentle kiss on your neck and sholder. You didn't think you could be happier at this moment, then the baby kicked a small gently movement but a kick nonetheless, surprising the both you. The baby kicked right at Hydra's left hand in the middle of your stomach. You were so happy you could cry, Hydra was no exception either, with happy tears in his eyes he dropped to his knees in front of you and kissed your bump. You them felt the baby kicked your husband's lips, and his smile grew even wider. You both were crying at this point, to happy not to he looked up at you from the floor and quickly stood to his feet. He pulled you in for a long, passionate kiss filled with happy tears and a silent prayer for your blatter.
Electra
You and Electra were sitting on the couch. Well, they were sitting on the couch. You were currently sprawled over their lap, bump on full display. Your spouse's hand is currently resting on it almost protectively, not that you could blame them. Fans had started harassing you at work, and Killerwatt was stressing over protecting you, Electra, and the baby. Electra was adamant that Killerwatt protected you and the baby more than them, but that was easier said than done. Wrench was personally doing your checkups, prenatal care, and ultrasounds, trusting no one else with the care of you and the baby they were all exited for. They were all exited to be aunts and uncles, and Electra was exited and nervous to be a parent. But right now, everyone was relaxed. The components were out doing their own thing with you and Electra here on the couch. You honestly were ready to take a nap on your spouse, not that they would mind they found it cute that you wanted to be with them so much in your vulnerable pregnant state. You were right about to drift off when you felt it, a gentle movement like a bubble poping in your womb, but you knew what it was, right under Electra's hand. Your head immediately shot up to look at your bump, Electra looked bewildered for a moment before a bright, loving smile spread across their face. They moved slightly to kiss your bump gently as both their hands move to caress it as well. You felt another kick as Electra continued to kiss your bump, earning themselve a kick to the lips. Tears slowly fell from their eyes, and they turned their head to look at you, reaching one of their hand up to wipe away tears you didn't know you had. You both looked at each other lovingly as you leaned into their hand on your cheek and kissed their palm gently before leaning in to kiss them lovingly as well. Everyone was going to be so excited, but right now, you just wanted to enjoy this moment with your baby and spouse.
Greaseball
You and Greaseball were working around the yard today. Your wife didn't really like the idea of you going out on long trips with you being so obviously pregnant, and frankly, you didn't either. Your wife was famous, and fans were starting to become a problem outside the yard, so Momma, you and, Greaseball all decided it was a good idea to have you stay on the yard till further notice. Preferably, your wife would have liked for you to stop working for now, but you, being the one that was pregnant, shot that down not wanting to sit at home alone while Greaseball worked all day. Eventually Greaseball relented, not wanting to be too far away from you anyway. Currently, you were taking a break, ankles hurting with the new weight of the baby, and constant movement of work, but you expected this. You soon saw your wife rolling up to you, obviously wanting to check on you and the baby. Your wife gently slid her hands under your work uniform shirt to rest them on your bump. She loved feeling your bump and was not afraid to admit it. You both were soon going to be parents, and she couldn't be more exited and more terrified in her entire life. But right now, you both were drinking in the feeling of each other in and the life growing inside you. Greaseball had her forehead resting against your sholder, as she looked down at your bump and let out a hum of contentment at the feeling of you and the baby. Granted, you know this was coming eventually, but it still surprised you when it happened. The baby kicked harder than you were expecting, it even startled Greaseball. The baby kicked your wife's hands in the middle of your stomach, and you had started to tear up with how happy you were. You let out a happy giggle as your wife lowered herself down till her face was right in front of your stomach. She looked at your bump in bewildered amazement. Checking to make sure she actually felt what she felt, she gently massaged you bump in the same spot till she felt the baby kicked again. A big beautiful smile broke across her face as she kissed your bump before looking up at you. Then, in a split second, she hooked her arms around the back of your legs and picked you up. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around her waist, and she held you in her arms and spun you around. Her eyes started to get misty as you cupped both her cheeks and kissed her passionately. Others in the yard started to stop and stare happily at the happy scene, not that either of you minded, you were both too happy to care.
Idk if your StEx x reader HCs are still open, but if they are I’d love a Hydra x reader one!! Whatever situation you’d like to write too! If someone else has already asked abt Hydra feel free to completely disregard this :3
Alright here you go! I actually work better with specific prompts, so if you ever request another time don't be afraid to get as specific as you want! /gen /nm
I hope you enjoy <3 :] also you're my official first stex request so thank you for sending it in
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Hydra is the person to be the most smooth partner ever. Quick complimenting lines, flirty comments, chill behavior that can send anyone swooning over him
And then turns around and falls flat on his face-
He’s so boy fail, yet charmer coded
In a relationship he would be so thoughtful though, he’s a good listener so he would make mental (or sometimes even physical) notes about stuff you like and keep that nugget of knowledge to give you something you like or bring up something that will have you talking for hours
He loves listening to you go on and on about your favorite things and things you’re passionate about. As long as you do the same when he talks about hydrogen and the environment in general
Hydra is very self aware about that most people get tired of his whole hydrogen spiel and tries to not care, but if it ever annoys you he would be destroyed.
So if you sometimes can make sure to check up on him and tell him you love his rants he’ll perk up and love you forever. He’ll give you so many kisses on your face, someone else will have to tear him away
Talking about he’s rather inexperienced with romance and especially kisses. He gives me the vibes of someone who practices kissing with the wall (It’s so stupid yet endearing it’s amazing)
This ups itself whenever you two start dating since he wants to be the best partner for you in any way shape or form, which includes giving the best kisses he can
Honestly I see you once accidentally finding him training with one of the doors once and he just kind of stares at you with a deer in the headlights look before he sighs in defeat
“Let me guess, this isn’t what it looks like?” “Sadly it’s probably exactly what it looks like.”
It’s super sweet though and when you have your first real kiss, even if he doesn’t have much experience it’s almost as if the training worked. (He totally watched how to kiss youtube videos like a nerd /aff)
Just a super thoughtful partner that will always support you the best he can with a good attitude and funny jokes and quips to keep you entertained. Better cherish this man, since he’s ironically a walking green flag in relationships.
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At the start, every time soldiers came to take you on a mission you fought them. You would knock a few out or you leave broken bones. Sometimes other assets tried to intervene but ended up getting injured in the process, And the end result was always the same. You strapped to a chair and tortured.
It was now at a point where when you were called on a mission, an alarm would sound in whatever room you were in and if there were people in that room they would have to line up against the wall. Leaving you in the middle of the room. The instructions were clear once the alarm was set you were to lie on your stomach with your hands behind your head. Once all the soldiers had entered and all weapons were on you. You were then forced to stand and escorted out of the room.
When you finally managed to go on your first mission. Of course with Rumlow... sigh. You had to try and retrieve some case from some guy. You really couldn't care less. What you cared about was you and Rumlow had to act like a couple which of course for him meant he could touch you.
As you both entered the ballroom you stopped in your tracks.
"Not as beautiful as you "Rumlow whispered right in your ear.
"It's not the room I'm in awe by " you scowled at him "I think I'm a bit overwhelmed by actually being outside for the first time in 2 years" you hissed storming over to the bar.
"Follow her ' the voice from Rumlows hear piece commanded
"Y/n stay with Rumlow " your earpiece commanded.
You rolled your eyes as you got the barman’s attention. "Tequila double neat please "
Rumlow approached you and slid his arm around your waist. "Darling you shouldn't walk off like that" and he kissed your temple.
"Look jerk I told you I'm not interested, please leave me alone." You turned your back to him.
" Hey," Rumlow shouted grabbing you by the shoulder and turning you to face him. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Hey" a voice shouted from beside you both, "I think the lady said to leave her alone"
"Look buddy this has nothing to do with you" Rumlow hissed not even looking at the man.
"I think it has everything to do with me," the man said sternly grabbing Rumlow by the shoulder.
As Rumlow turned round to knock the man out his face paled and he stopped.
"Yes my friend, it has everything to do with me" the man smiled at Rumlow.
"Well sir" Rumlow stuttered.
"Step down Rumlow, step away from the target" the earpiece stated.
Rumlow nodded at the man and walked off.
"You better not fuck this up," your earpiece said.
"I said are you okay Miss?" the target asked again.
"I'm sorry just a bit shaken up. Thank you for coming to my rescue though" You smiled at Mr. Gaines.
"Are you here with anyone? " Mr. Gaines asked.
"I was meant to be " you sighed forcing yourself to tear up. Hoping he wouldn't ask any more questions.
"May I buy you a drink Miss?" Gaines said extending his hand.
"Chloe" you smiled taking his hand "and that’s the best idea I've heard all night Mr.?"
"Micky please " he insisted. "And tonight you are with me, any man would be crazy to stand you up. So no more tears"
"No more tears' you promised.
After an hour and a few more drinks your earpiece boomed making you jump, you had forgotten all about it. "We need the briefcase Y/l/n."
Again you rolled your eyes and took the earpiece out throwing it in your bag.
Even though the earpiece was gone you knew there were still eyes.
You and Micky spent the next few hours drinking laughing and dancing. Even though it was a mission it was the most fun you had in years.
"Well my dear would you like to take this party to a more private area. I have a room upstairs with the most amazing view of the city " he asked.
"I would love to" you laughed.
When you entered the room you couldn't help but gasp, the view over the city was amazing. As you stood on the balcony with the wind in your face you closed your eyes. It had been so long since you felt it.
Your eyes shot open when you felt a kiss planted on your shoulder "Champagne" The target stated handing you a glass.
"Thank you, it really is beautiful " you whispered looking out.
"Not as much as you" he complimented.
You laughed and said "You really are a charmer. I bet you say that to all the girls."
"Only the most beautiful ones" he winked at you.
You shyly smiled back but shivered. "Stay right there," he said handing you his glass let me get you a coat."
He returned and placed his coat over your shoulders and took his glass back. You thanked him and you both started slipping on your champagne. When he came with two more glasses. You laughed "Trying to get me drunk Mr. Gaines. Your already my Knight in shining armor so I'm already planning on repaying you." You bit your lip and placed your hand on his chest and kissed him.
As he deepened the kiss he took both your glasses and set them on the table. "No need in wasting time then" he took your hand and all but dragged you to the bedroom.
As you kissed him again you pushed him onto the bed. "Feisty, I like it " he smirked.
As you tried not to be sick you slowly slid your dress off leaving you in your underwear. The Target slid himself up the bed so he was resting on the pillows. You straddled him and started to kiss him again as you kissed his neck he moaned. When you nibbled on his ear no sound came from him. You did it again, nothing. As you sat up you stared at the sleeping man in front of you "Some men just can't hold their sleeping pills." You laughed to yourself.
You then put your earpiece back in and turned it on. When you spoke a lot of different voices started to curse you out.
"Okay relax the target is asleep. I slipped him the pill when he was away. Now I'm looking for the briefcase." you barked back.
When someone was in the middle of ripping you a new one you found the briefcase in a hidden drawer. "Got it' you confirmed cutting off the voice.
"Two men outside the door," the voice said again.
You made sure your makeup was smudged you lowered one of the straps on your dress and didn't even bother putting your shoes on.
You hid the briefcase under the jacket Gaines had given you and stumbled out the door.
"Oops" you giggled and straightened yourself and swayed a bit. When you looked at the two bodyguards you cocked your head and pointed.
"Have you two been here the whole time?" But they didn't answer "Shame would have loved to be the filling in that triple-decker. Your boss has my number maybe next time we could all partake. " You winked and stumbled into the elevator.
When in the elevator you straightened up but you didn't put the jacket or your shoes on.
When you got off Rumlow, He and a few others were waiting for you. "That was a dangerous stunt Y/l/n you pull that shit again ill make sure your under for every mission"
"Alright relax here's your stupid case" you sighed shoving it into his chest. "Where the fuck is the toilet?" When someone pointed it out you marched over throwing the coat and shoes also into Rumlows chest. "Hold these" you ordered.
"You’re not the boss around here" he called after you.
"Yea and you remind us all of it" you shouted back.
While in the bathroom you noticed the window. You shimmied out of it. Could you finally make your escape?
After 15 mins Rumlow commanded someone go in and when they’d realised you weren't there, full panic mood was activated. There was one person though who didn't panic and that was Pierce. "It's okay Rumlow consider this part of her training it will help with her stealth.”
You managed two days. Then when you were out trying to find food you heard the beginning of those 9 words.
"Ready to comply" you stated standing still.
"Welcome back little mouse " Pierce grinned.
And so began you your cat-and-mouse chase with Hydra.
✭ summary : Hydra created a mastermind unlike none other with intellects only the greatest individuals could possess they combined that with their new advanced version of the super solider serum, and thus a ghost was born.
✭ authors note : I’ve noticed that I’ve been doing lots of requests and haven’t had time to update some of the series I’ve always posted on here so here part 9 of this story
✭ chapter 9 : the chase
✭ hydra prized creation masterlist
Life had taken a turn for the better for (Y/N) in the months since she had found refuge within New York. She had managed to keep a steady job at a the cafe, where her warm smile and friendly demeanor had quickly made her a favorite among the regulars. Despite the newfound sense of safety, the shadow of her past still loomed over her, leaving her perpetually wary.
One sunny afternoon, (Y/N) left work early since the owner had left early due to a family emergency, and so she had began the walk back to her apartment. The bustling city streets were alive with activity, yet an uneasiness still clung to her. She felt eyes on her, an unnerving sensation that had become all too familiar. The paranoia was a constant reminder of the hold Hydra had once had on her.
As she quickened her pace, the footsteps behind her seemed to match hers. Panic surged through her veins, and she broke into a run, heart pounding in her chest. The footsteps persisted, echoing in her ears like a haunting melody. She glanced over her shoulder, the fear driving her forward.
"Wait! Hold on!" a voice called out from behind her.
But (Y/N)'s mind was gripped by the thought of Hydra agents pursuing her once again. She didn't slow down, her heart racing, until strong hands gently grabbed her shoulders, halting her escape.
As she turned to scream, her eyes widened, and her voice caught in her throat. Before her stood a man, his blue eyes filled with concern. Recognition struck her like a bolt of lightning—Steve Rogers, the one they called Captain America.
"I'm so sorry if I scared you," Steve said, his voice sincere. "You dropped these." He held out a pair of headphones, a sheepish smile on his lips.
(Y/N)'s heart was still racing, her panic slowly subsiding as reality sunk in. She took the headphones, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I thought... I thought you were someone else."
Steve's expression softened. "I can imagine. I shouldn't have approached you like that."
She nodded, her cheeks burning. "It's okay… I'm still a bit jumpy I guess.”
"I understand," Steve replied, his voice gentle. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
(Y/N) offered a small smile, her nerves beginning to settle. "Thank you for returning these. And, um, sorry for running away like that."
Steve chuckled softly. "No need to apologize. I should have been more careful."
As they stood on the bustling sidewalk, (Y/N)'s tension continued to ease. The presence of someone like Steve, a symbol of hope and protection, had a way of comforting her. She glanced down at the headphones in her hand and then back at him.
"I appreciate it, really," she said, her voice sincere. "And sorry for... well, overreacting."
Steve's smile was warm and understanding. "No harm done. Just glad everything's okay."
With a nod and a shy smile, (Y/N) turned to continue her walk back home. As she walked away, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief—relief that not everyone was a threat.
(Y/N)'s heart was still racing from the encounter, but a newfound sense of calm settled over her as she realized she wasn’t in any real danger. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city streets.
As she approached her small apartment building, a thought crossed her mind. She had been so taken aback by the encounter that she hadn't properly thanked Steve for returning her headphones. With a newfound sense of determination, she decided to extend an invitation.
"Um, excuse me," she said, turning to face Steve, who was walking a few paces behind her just about to leave and head off most likely towards his own home.
He smiled warmly. "Yes?"
"I know it's a bit sudden, but would you like to come over to my place? I'd like to show my appreciation for, you know, returning my headphones."
Steve's blue eyes twinkled with amusement. "You don't have to do that. But if you're sure..."
(Y/N) nodded, a shy smile on her lips. "I am. It's the least I can do."
With a nod, Steve agreed, and they continued their walk to her apartment building. Once they arrived, (Y/N) led him up the flights of stairs to her small unit. She unlocked the door and gestured for him to enter.
As Steve stepped inside, he looked around the modest space. The apartment was sparsely furnished, with a few basic pieces of furniture and little decoration. His gaze caught a glimpse of the almost empty shelves, and his curiosity got the better of him.
"It looks like you've just moved in," Steve commented, his voice gentle.
(Y/N) followed his gaze, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "Yeah, I have. I've been saving up for things to fill the place, but it's been a slow process."
Steve turned to her, his expression sympathetic. "I didn't mean to pry."
She smiled, trying to hide her self-consciousness. "It's okay. I'm just glad I have a roof over my head."
As they stood in the small living room, (Y/N) couldn't help but notice Steve's eyes lingering on the lack of furnishings. She cleared her throat, feeling the need to explain.
"I promise, it's not always this bare," she said with a light laugh. "I'm working on making it feel more like home."
Steve's smile was understanding. "I think it already feels cozy."
(Y/N) felt a warmth spread through her at his words. It was strange, having someone in her space, but Steve's presence felt oddly comforting. She led him to the small kitchen area and offered him a seat.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" she asked.
"Just water is fine, thanks," he replied.
As she fetched glasses of water, she couldn't help but think about how unexpected this turn of events was. She had invited Steve over out of gratitude, but now she found herself hoping that the evening would be a chance to get to know him better.
As they sat and chatted about their respective experiences, (Y/N) felt a growing sense of connection. Steve's presence was easygoing, and he shared stories from his past that made her feel like she wasn't alone in her struggles. The apartment, once bare and empty, began to feel warmer with each passing moment.
As the evening drew to a close, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter and the unexpected friendship that had blossomed from it. With a smile, she looked at Steve and said, "Thank you for coming over, Steve. You didn’t have too but I appreciate it.”
His smile was genuine, his eyes warm. "It was my pleasure. I'm glad I could help."
As Steve left her apartment that night, (Y/N) felt a newfound sense of hope. Though her past had been filled with darkness and uncertainty, the presence of someone like Steve Rogers reminded her that there were good people in the world—people willing to extend a hand of kindness, and perhaps even become a part of the brighter future she was working toward.
your pulse in the pages (hydra x gender neutral!reader)
had a cute idea for a hydra librarian so you guys get... well, a hydra librarian lol. enjoy!
Your gait into the library is a jaunty one, a lightness to your steps that has little to do with the book list you’d slipped into your pocket before leaving your apartment. It hasn’t been long since your last visit, and though you fear you’re being a little too obvious with your affections, that doesn’t stop you from slipping through the front doors with a smile on your face, the anxieties of daily life slipping away beneath the familiar comforting scent of old books and warm sunlight.
The desk clerk - a gorgon named Lir - notices your approach and smiles, and that too encourages a lift to your mood. You’ve become a bit of a regular around here, and it’s a comfort that the staff recognizes you and greets you warmly.
“We received a rather large shipment last week,” she says by way of greeting, reaching for the books you’d brought along to return. Though they’re hidden behind dark lenses, you’d bet anything there was a teasing glint to her eyes. Even the serpents piled atop her head in a messy bun seem amused. “Some truly fascinating stuff. You might find something of interest in the Fantasy section.”
“Is that so?” you stammer, pretending not to notice when she laughs, her snakes bouncing merrily. “Thanks for the suggestion.”
“You’re very welcome,” Lir returns sunnily, and though you make a quick retreat for the nearby staircase, hoping to escape up to the second floor before she makes any more teasing comments, you know it’s too late. She’s found you out.
To be fair, you were abysmal at hiding the signs. The fact that you were here again so soon after your last visit was testament enough to that. You just hoped the news of your little crush hadn’t spread through the entire library yet.
The top floor is noticeably quiet, most of the visitors camped out near the windows on the ground floor to soak up the sun. Your trek to the Fantasy section is a familiar one, though you’re not paying much attention to the titles stacked neatly on the shelves. You’re more interested in the soft flipping of pages drifting from the corner of the library, interspersed with the rumble of a voice you’d recognise anywhere.
“Hmm, you might be of interest.” The voice is low and sweet, almost musical, and your heart lightens as it washes over you. “And you - what are you doing out of place? Back to the Non-Fiction section you go...”
You poke your head around the shelf just in time to see clawed hands carefully place a large, leather-backed tome onto a cart loaded down with many others like it.
“Hello, Nix,” you call out, hoping nothing but the casual ease of a totally un-flustered human reflects in your tone.
Nix’s many heads turn towards you, five pairs of amber eyes wreathed in ivory scales brightening in recognition at the sight of your face. “Back so soon, love? You’ve already finished the books I recommended last time?”
You nod, feeling the blood rise in your cheeks at Nix’s casual display of affection. You know it means nothing, that Nix calls all of their friends little pet names, but still the soft intonation of love goes straight to your head every time, the word sprouting fingers and wrapping warmly around your heart.
“Work’s been slow,” you explain, which is partly true. “Plenty of extra time to read, y’know?” You don’t tell Nix you’ve made an effort to read more throughout the day - before bed, in the tub, or even while you eat dinner - in order to be able to return to the library sooner.
Nix laughs, a pleasing lilt that makes your own lips twitch in response, and gestures for you to come closer. “Well, I have no lack of suggestions if that’s what you’re here for. Come, come!”
You don’t know how to tell them that, while their suggestions are always welcome, you appreciate their company much more. They had been the first to really strike up a conversation with you, back when you’d first moved into town and taken to the library as your refuge in a strange new place. You’d appreciated the easy camaraderie between you, appreciated their friendship, and as you’d settled into your new life, you’d opened up to them about more than just your interest in books.
Nix was easy to talk to, easy to confide in, patient and immeasurably sweet. They were always eager to talk to you when you crossed paths, either to share a new book they’d read or to ask about your work or daily life. It was no secret that you considered them a friend; judging by Lir’s behavior at the front desk, it was also no secret that you wanted more.
Nix seems oblivious to your affections, however, which is a blessing and a curse all at once. You’ve already been gently nudged in the direction of confessing your feelings to them, mostly by Lir and a few of the other library staff, but you’ve never been able to take the leap. Once those amber eyes are trained on you, you just clam up.
“We just received a series you might like,” Nix continues, rummaging through the cart and pulling out a heavy tome with embossed golden lettering across the front. “Here you are.” They hand over the book to you, and with a start, you realize that it’s a study on hydras. “You seemed to be favoring books on the subject lately,” Nix explains, and you nearly choke on air.
Because I want to know more about you is the truest answer, and yet the most difficult to admit.
“I’m always available for any questions you might have as well,” Nix continues, a sparkle of mischief in their amber eyes. “I happen to be quite the expert on hydras, you know.”
Your lips tilt. “Is that so?”
“Oh yes,” Nix confirms, heads sharing a serpentine grin. “Hydras are really quite wondrous creatures… “
“Fierce,” a separate head interjects, flicking their forked tongue between their lips.
“Intelligent,” chimes another in a haughty voice.
“Strong,” rumbles a third, snapping their jaws to emphasize their point.
“Beautiful.” You don’t realize you’ve spoken until you notice Nix’s heads have all swiveled to look at you, surprise on their faces.
“W-well, yes, of course.” Nix’s voice stumbles for a moment, a stark contrast to their usual grace, and for the first time since you became aware of your crush on the amber-eyed librarian, you feel hope. “It seems you’re quite knowledgeable on the subject already.”
“I’m always eager to learn more,” you tell them, your pulse climbing at your own bravado. Around the tome they’d gifted you, your fingers tremble. “If - if I haven’t already taken up too much of your time.”
Nix’s eyes shift, turning liquid with what you might dare to call affection. “Oh, my dear, you can take as much of my time as you please.” They slip the last book into its rightful place, and with a flourish that makes you laugh, presents their arm to you. “Accompany me to my office?” Their voice lowers to a conspiratorial murmur, and you’re reminded, viscerally, of how secluded you are in this little alcove. “It appears we have much to discuss.”
Your face flushing, you lock your arm with theirs, relishing in the hydra’s sudden proximity and the heat of their scales against your skin. “Lead the way,” you tell them, and with promising grins on their serpentine faces, Nix does just that.
