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Happy birthday Buckaroo! My beloved sergeant from 107.

I'm with you 'till the end of the line, pal.

(march 10, 1917)

104 years or 108 years after blip.

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SEBASTIAN STAN as Bucky Barnes The Falcon And The Winter Soldier (2021)

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i love you to the moon and stars, my precious little one. 💫✨

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@savewithstories “I Love You to the Moon and Back” - read by @imsebastianstan

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brewing romance | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: bucky sucks at flirting, and Steve is trying to give pointers on how to hang out with you. and idea brews, quite literally, and bucky takes the chance

Word Count: 3.1k+ (it’s long as hell)

Author’s note: this has been in a draft for so long. but inspiration struck, and i was able to finish it. this one story is inspired by the song love potion no 9, so you’ll see some allusions to it. of course, i hope you guys enjoy the story, and please leave any feedback ! 

Warnings: lots of hollering, steve making a fool of himself, sam making a fool of himself. you’ll see. 

“Man, you gotta stop staring, your drool is gonna ruin the table!”

“Your face is ruining the table.”

“Just ask the girl already, Buck, you aren’t helping anyone here.”

Steve had a point. Ever since you joined the team, Bucky was left in awe. By your looks, your generosity, your compassion. He was absolutely in love with you. 

But Bucky has made several attempts to capture your attention. And every time he does, he either freezes or there’s an externality that throws him off. 

Whether it be untied shoelaces, a criminal on the loose, or Peter begging you to be his karaoke buddy, something was always in Bucky’s way. 

And if he did get a chance to capture your attention, he would always freeze. Everyone thought T’Challa was bad when it came to freezing up, but Bucky easily beats him 3 times over. 

“I can’t, Steve,” Bucky sighed, setting his mug on the kitchen island, “I just don’t have that charm anymore.” 

“What are you talking about, you always find a way to charm those waitresses or receptionists whenever we go out,” Steve interjected. 

“Yeah, well, that’s because I don’t know them,” Bucky explained, “I don’t really put myself on the line with those dames.” 

Steve hummed in response. He wanted to help out his buddy, and he knows how much Bucky cares for you. 

“I know this might sound crazy man, but I think you should get a potion to make you suaver,” Steve suggested. 

“What are you even talking about,” Bucky responded.

“You know, those love potions like in the old days!” Steve explained, “we’ll just grab a recipe from online and brew something up.”

“This is probably one of the dumbest ideas you’ve ever concocted,” Bucky jokes, earning a snort from Steve, “but I’m open to the idea.”

“You guys really have no perception of potions, do you?” 

Suddenly, Wanda walked into the kitchen, eyebrows raised and with a slightly amused look. 

“And what would you know about love, Wanda?” Steve inquired.

“... you do realize who you’re talking to.” Wanda said with certainty, “I may not know about love, but I do know someone who can manifest charm.” 

Steve and Bucky looked at each other, and then back at Wanda. It is an offer that no one can give up, and if it happens to be true, then the Winter Soldier might be in luck. 

“Who is this ‘person of manifestation,’ and how can we trust them?” Bucky asked with concern.

“Lucky for you, this ‘person’ happens to be my great cousin, Phoebe!” Wanda exclaimed, “she’s an absolute whiz at this stuff.”

Bucky sighed, “I don’t know, Wanda, is it really the real deal?” 

“Trust me, Buck, she has the experience and is trusted by all her clients,” Wanda reassured.

“Where is it located anyway?” Steve chimed in, “do we have to go halfway around the world to book an appointment with her?

Wanda chuckled, “Nope, but we do have to go to Lower Manhattan.”

。。

The trio stood in front of a brick building with grey columns as a facade, and it looked quaint. Bucky was at an unease at the building’s exterior, a sign with The Cauldron in bold black letters being the only things decorating the outside.

“I think this is a mistake,” Bucky spoke up as he turned on his heel to get back into the car.

“Oh no you don’t,” Wanda replied, grabbing Bucky by the forearm and dragging him to the entrance.

“You sure we’re at the right place, Wanda”  Steve asked, “‘cause this place is lookin’ real suspicious if you asked me.”

“Relax, boys,” Wanda announced, “we’re in good hands.”

The door opened to a little bell chiming against the handle. From ceiling to floor, the place was filled with plants, books, and bottles coming in every color imaginable. 

In the center, there was an island table, with a sink and a couple of books splayed open. A soft scent of rose and jasmine permeated the building. A cat and a dog were napping besides in the far right corner, without a care in the world.

Bucky began getting cold feet at the thought of the potion. Would this really help win over your heart? Would he change at all if he went on with it? And more importantly, would Sam keep giving him shit for having a crush on you?

As more thoughts began to flood Bucky’s mind, a bright and chipper voice greeted the trio. A young woman, no taller than 5’5”, came out from the back, wearing some plaid pants and a denim jacket. The simplest outfit a witch could wear. 

From the look of Bucky’s face, Phoebe could tell he seemed confused. “Not your typical witch, eh?” 

“Those storybooks tell me otherwise,” Bucky jokes, earning laughs from everyone. He then introduced himself to Phoebe, who only would reciprocate in charm.

The trio sat on the big table, with Phoebe center stage. She brought out a handful of beakers and flasks and placed them on the table.

“So, how can I be of service?” 

“Well... “ Steve started, “a good old friend can’t seem to charm the ladies...” 

“Oh brother...” Wanda sighed. 

Phoebe tried suppressing a smile, “ah, someone’s got cold feet, I see?”

Bucky could not be more embarrassed. It’s hard to adjust when you’re a centurion. A centurion with a crush, more specifically. He had a huge crush on you and, well, he sucks at flirting. 

He explained his plight with Phoebe, and she intently listened. After assessing what Bucky said, Phoebe asked him to extend his palms out.

“What you need is love potion number nine,” Phoebe answered as she made magic signs against Bucky’s palms, “don’t worry, it’s very effective and not that hard to make.” 

Phoebe turned to face her cupboard and brought out a dark liquid and some herbs. As she opened the dark liquid, the room began to smell very strongly of floor cleaner, and Bucky looked terrified.

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” Bucky huffed, as Steve was dramatically coughing at the smell.

Phoebe grabs the liquid and pours some into the mini cauldron on the table. She then puts the rose, the rosemary, and some lemon into the vile concoction. Little spurts of gas rose from the cauldron, and Bucky swore he heard some cackling coming from it.

Phoebe once again waved her arms and made some hand motions, and a flash blinded the team momentarily. The gas subsided, and Phoebe took out a ladle from her drawers.

She pours the dark liquid into a small clear glass, and by the looks of it, it’s as dark as the night sky. She hands Bucky the glass, and tells him to quickly drink it. 

Bucky stares down the glass for what seemed like an eternity. “This stuff can wear off, right?”

Phoebe reassured him that he’ll be alright, “should anything go awry, I’m just a phone call away.” 

The concoction was taunting him, some grime started floating to the top of the glass, and almost started making a face at him. For love, you’ll do anything, Bucky thought to himself… right?

Steve sensed his friend’s concern, and offered to take a sip with him. Phoebe served him up a glass as well, and the boys looked at each other.

“How ‘bout it, Buck?” Steve encouraged, “To romance!”

Bucky sighed as he brought his glass up to Steve’s, “one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and here we go…” 

The two boys drank the elixir, and Wanda looked on with nervousness. Phoebe seemed like she was having a good time, and congratulated the boys for tag-teaming it. She offered them water to get rid of the aftertaste, and Bucky could not be more grateful.

“Now, for some, it’ll start working in about twenty minutes,” Phoebe started as she started putting the leftovers, save for one small bottle for the guys to take home. “Don’t freak out if it doesn’t start working right away, you’ll know when it’ll start.”

“If you guys really want a speedier reaction time, I’m giving you two extra doses: one for each other. But take heed: it’ll really hit with just once. Wands, I suggest just takin’ ‘em home right now, just to avoid any trouble.”

Wanda nodded approvingly, “boys: let’s go. Who knows what's in store.”

As the trio gets up to leave, Bucky is frantically trying to pull out his wallet, dumping out any cash that he has on hand. He has about 32 dollars and a punch card for his favorite burger place.

“There’s no need for that Buck,” Phoebe argued, giving his money back, “A friend of my cousin is always welcomed here! If you insist, put it in that jar over there where I collect tips for charities.”

Bucky smiled as the trio walked away, “Thanks, Phoebe! We’ll update you if anything happens.”

Phoebe waved back, “if you happen to get married to this young lady, please invite me to the wedding! I’ll take any credit where it’s due.”

And with that, Bucky and Steve roared with laughter as Wanda closed the door behind them.

。。

The trip back to the tower was uneventful, as the only thing Bucky did was to stop and admire a candy shop that was by the tower. Other than that, no effects so far. 

The elevator opened to reveal the next of the team lounging around. Some were eating, others were chatting. Bucky’s eyes trailed over to you, where you were seated on the living room floor, writing stuff down on a notebook on the coffee table.

Before Bucky could walk towards you, Steve called out for Natasha. Natasha responds, asking what’s up. 

“I don’t know, just wanted to say you look nice today,” Steve said nonchalantly, then added, “by the way, great job on today’s presentation. Very solid work.”

“Alright old man, cough it up,” Nat countered, “what are you scheming this time around?”

Steve puts his arms up in defense, “I just want to compliment my friends on all their hard work that they’ve been doing. In fact, I’m going to go around the room and personally compliment everyone.” 

Bucky watches the scene unfold: one by one, Steve walks up to every Avenger and gives them two compliments, whether it be on looks or anything Steve deems “honorable.” When Steve walks up to you he exclaims: “Oh, y/n! What a wonderful young woman. You are so smart and intelligent, you’re gonna far, that I know of.”

You couldn’t stop laughing at this newfound side of Steve. He must’ve gotten back from a date, because it has been a while since he’s been this giddy. Everyone’s confused at what’s happening, but are appreciative of Steve’s kind words.

Once again, you and Bucky lock eyes and you start smiling. Bucky gave himself a little pep talk before he cooly walked towards you. Bucky leaves the little bottle of the love potion on the kitchen island and then proceeds to walk. 

You scooted over to make room for Bucky on the floor, and he brushed his hand against yours while he got himself situated. Intentional or not, but it did make your cheeks flare-up. 

“So what brings you over here?” you asked, as you continued to work on your notebook.

“Nothing really,” Bucky replied with all honesty, “I just wanted to see you working, it’s soothing, if I’m being frank.”

Bucky flashed a small smile and you reciprocated. “It’s nothing too crazy, Buck. But I’m glad you enjoy my company. In fact, I too also enjoy your company. How about that?

Bucky was really happy at how things were going between the two of you, that he outwardly forgot about the potion he drank. He didn’t feel any change, except for the fact that he wanted to hang out with you.  He just feels… a little bit more confident. 

An hour had passed, and in that time you and Bucky had resorted to playing tic-tac-toe, hangman, and even teach Bucky some calligraphy. This couldn’t be classified as a date, but Bucky is enjoying the moment anyway. You and Bucky had decided to move to the kitchen island, where you had made him a cup of tea. 

Then, in comes Sam bursting into the large room, with Steve slowly tagging behind. They must’ve gone to play basketball outside, as they were heaving and glistening with sweat. Sam was creating a loud ruckus, talking about how Steve cheated, and there should be a rematch.

Bucky started to zone out Sam’s blabbering and gave his attention to you. Right now, you were trying to draw Bucky, to no avail. It looked like a chunky stick figure with outlandish hair. Bucky complimented you on how the sketch should go to the Met, earning a laugh from you.

Suddenly, Sam eyes the glass bottle on the island. “Oh sweet! Beet juice: a nice refresher after working out.”

Bucky hummed in response, eyes glued on the paper that you had. It wasn’t until Sam made a loud aahh sound, and then proceeded to say, “that juice must've expired, ‘cause it smelled like floor cleaner.”

Steve and Bucky whipped their heads to each other, eyes wide in surprise. Oh no, Sam drank the concoction. You saw the look of concern on both the super-soldiers’ faces, and you’re trying to think of any possible outcome. 

Steve scrambles to Wanda, and tells her what happens. She shoots up from her seat and goes over to where you and Bucky are seated. She orders Steve to keep an eye on Sam while dialing Phoebe. 

“Is everything okay, Buck?” you asked with such innocence. You really don’t know what’s going on, and a part of you doesn’t want to know.

Bucky reassures you that everything is going to be okay… probably. Truthfully, he didn’t know, but he didn’t want to frighten you.

Steve comes running back into the kitchen and pants out, “it’s bad… he’s talking to all the ladies… couldn’t catch up… but Thor is after him…” 

Wanda yelled at Steve for leaving behind Sam, and then her attention went to the phone. It was Phoebe, and she was on speakerphone:

Wanda, you didn’t tell me that I was dealing with super-soldiers! I gave them both regular-sized doses, and that’s why they didn’t feel anything…. And you’re telling me Sam chugged the bottle?! Jesus, what are we gonna do. I’m on my way! I’m gonna be using magic to get there, so don’t get alarmed. And whatever you do: don’t leave Sam out of sight.

As Wanda and Phoebe kept raising their voices at each other through the phone, your head was spinning as to why there was mention of doses and potions. You turned to Bucky, who still looked mortified at the situation at hand. 

“Mind telling me what’s all the hubbub, James?” you proposed. 

“It was Steve’s idea!” Bucky retorted. It was time to come clean, and start the healing process, stat. “Steve told me I should do something about my crush on you. But I was too scared to initiate anything because you’re so pretty and amazing… And then Wanda’s cousin Phoebe gave us a love potion but it didn’t work on us. It did make Steve super complimentary to everyone, and I just got super nervous,  but that’s it. But it did work on Sam.”

You blinked at what Bucky just said. It was… a lot. You didn’t know where to start when it came to this newfound news. Then you started to laugh.

“Oh, James,” you sighed, earning another blush from Bucky, “I’m glad you tried to take some type of initiative to talk to me, but I didn’t know you had a little pick-me-up. But since you said it didn’t work on you and hardly on Steve… then how did you muster up the courage to talk to me?”

You got Bucky there. He was stumped, and started pondering. “I guess by my own accord? If a potion wasn’t gonna work, then I guess it was time for me to make a move. Hopefully, it worked?”

Your smile towards Bucky says it all. You nodded and then went up to his cheek and planted a kiss. “Next time, just strike up a conversation, Buck. I mean, look at what we accomplished today.”

Bucky nodded in agreement, and as soon as he was going to go in for another kiss, Wanda burst in.

“You gotta come check this out, quick!” 

Sure enough, you and Bucky raced to the lobby, and basked in the sight in front of them. 

There was Sam, chatting up every girl he sees. He was kissing everything in sight and was endlessly flirting. Sam made eye contact with you and quickly ran up to you and planted the wettest kiss you’ve had in a very long time. “When you’re no longer busy with Tin Man tonight, give me a call, sugar.”

You couldn’t stop cracking up at Sam’s antics. The whole team was stunned at what Sam was doing, all while Phoebe was trying to cast a spell to stop the chaos. Phoebe was fast, but Sam drunk on a love potion was much, much faster.

“Guess I saved myself on that one, eh Doll,” Bucky offered, earning a snicker out of you.

“You may be right, but I would’ve given you a big wet kiss if you asked,” you responded while cackling. Bucky joined in the laughter, happy that he was still able to have that spark with his girl, potion or not. 

As you leaned closer to Bucky, you saw Sam run up to a cop outside the building and saw him give him a full kiss on the lips. The cop got enraged and called his other buddy and started handcuffing Sam. At that moment, Phoebe used a spell to wear off the potion, and sure enough, Sam slowly started to calm down.

At his new state, Sam’s eyes widen. “Steve! Barnes! What the hell did you do to me! What the fuck was in that beet juice!”

Bucky cackled, “oh you know, a love potion. Nothing too crazy.”

Sam started shouting obscenities at the boys, while he was being escorted back up the tower, presumably now under house arrest.

“When I get outta house arrest, I’m  gonna put that potion where your mouth is!” 

“Have fun with that, lover boy!” Bucky called out, as you couldn’t control your laughter. “Now, where were we?”

“Staring into each other’s eyes, I assume,” you answered, as Bucky grabbed a hold of your hand.

Bucky smiled at your response, “that sounds like a wonderful activity to resume, y/n. Ah, but don’t worry, there is no potion in my system anymore.”

“I hope so,” you warned, “otherwise you’re gonna get an earful again.”

You and Bucky shared a laugh, the first of many while observing Sam’s chaotic energy.

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dancing hearts | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: there’s an app that’s all the rage, and Bucky wants no part in it.

Word Count: 1828 (a pretty solid word count, if i do say so myself)

Author’s note: before y’all ask, yes i did made a tiktok one shot. it was like a given. but this one shot is inspired by that trend where you record your s/o looking at you while dancing, and I know that’s something bucky would do. as always, I enjoy the feedback you guys give me ♡

Warnings: centenarian steve doing the savage dance (it’s canon). some tooth-rotting fluff, it’s lowkey sickening. oodles and oodles of fluff, i promise

You knew you shouldn't have succumbed to the pleas of Peter and Shuri. But here you were, downloading an app that rewards people in recording themselves doing funny videos, and dances as well.

At first, you only used tiktok to just watch others, but then you started toying with features. As a SHIELD agent, you would sometimes record videos of you giving tours of the Stark building, and many people enjoyed that content. When your audience found out that you also worked alongside the Avengers, they begged you to find a way to include them in videos. 

It was no easy feat. At first, you would just videotape your friends while they’re working out, or if they had the time, a “day in the life of” type of clip, or you would film an occasional prank video, which the viewers would eat up.

The videos that would garner the most views, however, were the dancing videos. Yes, it is true that you got your ‘very serious and adult’ friends to do funny renditions of Savage and Say So. People could not believe that someone as old as Sam can do the splits, but yet, there he was. 

Another niche that your fans enjoyed was videos of you teaching the Avengers the popular dances. When you taught Steve the dance to Savage, he had stormed off grumbling how it’s ‘indecent’ and ‘humiliating.’ He did come back to finish the dance, though, and might you add, he did slightly better than you.

From duets with Peter, to breaking out in dance at the gym with Natasha, everyone enjoyed doing the dances with you. All except one.

You always knew Bucky was a serious one, but you have seen him crack a smile or two. And you have seen him shimmy once in a while when you played music in the kitchen. But for some reason, he was not fond of this new trend that was making waves throughout the Avengers compound. 

It’s not like you’re secretly recording him or anything. You ask everyone beforehand if they mind being recorded. But it seems like he doesn't want to do it, point blank. Steve says it might be because he’s just not a fan of being the center of attention. Sam thinks it because Bucky’s afraid to admit that he sucks at dancing. 

And today was no exception. It was a day off for the Avengers, so you thought this was prime time for some new footage of your friends dancing. You had decided you wanted to teach one of the harder dances, and just make a video out of the many times he might mess up.

You made your way to the kitchen and started to greet everyone. Your eyes landed on Bucky, who was at the kitchen island, eating Pad Thai. You softly said hello, and Bucky looked up. He had a small grin and politely waved hello. He offered his seat next to him, and told you to help yourself to some of his leftovers, which you happily agree to.

Despite ‘hating’ your ‘antics,’ Bucky was more than happy to hang out with you during lunch time. About ninety percent of the time, he’s pretty cold and broody, but the other ten percent he’s a pleasure to be around.

You kind of wished you knew what went on inside his head, simply on the basis that you like him. It’d be nice to know if you liking him was worth it. 

As you got your fair share of Pad Thai, you asked him if he wanted to do a video with him. A lot of your audience wanted to see the Winter Soldier in action, busting some moves.

Bucky nodded his head, “it’s not my cup of tea, doll. Why would I do something as ridiculous as that?” 

You frowned slightly. “There’s no harm in having a little fun, Buck.”

“Yeah, well, I just don’t wanna do it.” He then left his seat to the island to go sit at the kitchen table to finish his lunch.

You narrowed your eyes towards Bucky, not caring enough to argue over something small. He’ll come around eventually. 

Almost immediately, Steve walked into the kitchen, and your face lit up. You asked him if he was busy. He hesitated while saying no, but it didn’t matter. You told him he was going to take part in a dancing video.

Steve complained slightly, as the other Avengers started cheering him on to do it. You propped your phone against the fruit basket on the island, the camera facing towards the living room and kitchen table, with New York in the background.

You hit record and started guiding Steve along with the song. It was an upbeat song and it wasn’t long that he started to get the hang of it. Recording took no longer than 20 minutes, but you quickly got to editing the video. Once done, you posted it, excited to see your followers’ reaction. 

You took a quick snack break and decided to see the comments of the video. Everyone loved it: comments ranging from adoration to slightly thirsty for Captain America. You showed the comment section to Steve, and he couldn’t stop cracking up. 

Then there was a top comment that was gaining popularity. Steve read it while slightly smirking, and decided to show it to you. “Check it out,” Steve said, “looks like people are spotting an admirer.”

You were confused at what he was talking about, and that’s when you saw the comment:

mary: has anyone noticed Bucky in the background?! He keeps looking at y/n with heart eyes! 

Sure enough, when you went back to look at the footage, you saw that Bucky was feigning eating his lunch, whilst staring at you, albeit with his heart fluttering. 

You thought the gesture was endearing, and it only made you wonder more if Bucky really thought of you in that way. It was time to get the bottom of it. 

 “Hey Buck, is it okay if I record here? The lighting is better, but I just wanna make sure I’m not intruding,” you said with slight concern. 

Bucky smiled at you, “you’ll never intrude on me, Doll. You can have as much or as little sunlight when you’re around me.”

You giggled like a schoolgirl and went on with your plan. You decided to place your phone by a pile of books on the kitchen table where Bucky was sitting, inconspicuously flipping the camera so that it was facing him. 

The song that you decided to ‘record’ was an upbeat and fun one, and you’ve already learned the dance. There had been a challenge going around that you would film your significant other reacting to you dancing said song, and it was very popular. However, you didn’t have a significant other, but Bucky was definitely a close second. 

As the song started playing, Bucky’s eyes started to light up and became very interested as to how you were going to dance to it. His head started bobbing along to the song, mouthing some of the lyrics. 

Then it got to the chorus. You started doing the moves along with the song, and Bucky’s face said it all. He was enamored. He started to cheer you on, mimicking the moves you were doing, and clapping once you finished your little dance number. 

As you finished your dance, your phone finished recording and saved the video to your photo album. You took a seat at the kitchen table and quickly skimmed the video. Your cheeks started burning red as you captured a moment of Bucky smiling really big while you were dancing.

You kept replaying the video when Bucky called your name. “How’s the video looking, sweetheart?” he asked as he tried to read your face.

 Your face started to go red again. You didn’t think you would get this far. Your mind started racing and tried to think of anything, anything, to cover up your true motives.

“I… the video didn’t come out as good as I thought,” you replied in a high-pitched voice. 

“Doesn’t sound too convincing, doll,” Bucky questioned as he got up from his chair and slowly started making his way towards you. 

You hid your phone behind your back, trying to back away from Bucky’s extended hand.

“Doll, I just want to see the video, it can’t be that bad.”

“Oh, but it is, I can’t show you,” you tried to argue. 

Bucky started advancing much faster, and had you cornered by the kitchen wall. He put one arm above your head, and stared right through your lies.

“And why is it bad?” Bucky inquired.

You took a deep breath, while also making the mistake of inhaling Bucky’s cologne. His fresh pine scent started making you dizzy, knees almost bucking at the sight before you.

“It’s just…” you started. “The last video I made with Steve, someone noticed you in the background looking at me, and they said it looked endearing.”

When Bucky didn’t respond, you continued, “I didn’t believe it so I did the challenge where I record myself dancing, I recorded you looking at me dancing.”

“Is that so?” Bucky said as he broke into a small.

“I’m really sorry Bucky,” you replied with a small whisper, “If you want, I’ll delete it immediately. I wasn’t planning on posting it or anything.” 

“Then what exactly were you going to do with the video?” Bucky asked as he raised an eyebrow.

You gulped. Well, it’s now or fucking never.

“.... cherish it,” You said sheepishly, “I thought you looked really cute when you were cheering me on with my dumb dances that you hate.”

Bucky’s face softened. “Didn’t know you thought that fondly of me, doll. Also, your dances aren’t dumb. I just… I’m a bad dancer.” 

You started laughing. “Lucky for you, we both have the rest of the day off to practice… if that’s okay with you?”

Bucky kissed your forehead, “of course it’s fine… after I take on a little dinner date, though.”

“Deal.” 

You and Bucky embraced each other, taking in each other. You gave him a peck on the cheek and then Peter came running in.

“Hey guys! Shuri’s here and she wants to teach you a new dance!” he chirped as he was running out of breath. “It’s called the renegade dance, do you guys wanna take part in it?”

You turned to Bucky, who then flashed his smile. “Of course, kid. But let Shuri know that me and my girl over here are gonna crush you guys at it.”

Peter’s eyes widened and took a glance towards both of you. 

“... uhhhh no. But this is still a lot to process,” and with that he left the kitchen.

“What do you say, Y/N... Can I have this dance?” Bucky asked, extending his arm.

“It’d be an honor, Buck,” you replied, taking his hand and making your way outside.

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Sebastian Stan as Dayton White in Logan Lucky (2017)

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do people who leave chapter-by-chapter comments on fics know that we would go to war for them?

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high flying, pt. 4 | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x superhero!Reader

Summary: you’ve found where the guys are being held captive, but you and peter are outnumbered. 

Word Count: 2536 (it’s a doozy, i know)

Author’s note: well, here’s the final part! hopefully you guys enjoy it. this part was fairly easy to write, as this part was the whole reason I wanted split in different parts. I’m very grateful for the feedback, and I hope you guys drop some more comments and love :)

Warnings: fighting, violence, some intense stuff. of course, swearing. 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

The cold wind started to pick up on top of the tower. The team was around 800 feet above, on the barren top. Steve, Sam, Bucky and Tony were all tied together, suspended in mid air with an electromagnet, a surefire way to keep them detained. 

While suspended, Bucky thought about the last time he saw you. He knew he should’ve asked you out before he left. It’s been set that there are mutual feelings for each other, but why he didn’t bother making a move, is beyond him. 

But he keeps thinking about the mysterious woman in lavender. Her familiarity through the video he saw more than a week ago, the reminiscence of her scent through the compound. It just didn’t make sense. 

Tony started to grow restless as the sign of backup was nowhere near. “This is ridiculous,” he started, “I have the best tech in the world, and here I am: tied up like an amateur.” 

“To be fair, it’s electromagnetic,” Sam huffed, “these fools aren’t dumb either. They took all our tech, and it’s sitting right there. Now that’s absolutely humiliating.”

“Any sign of a reply, Buck?” Steve asked, while ignoring the bickering.

“Nothing, Steve,” Bucky replied. “The last message I sent was before our quinjet was ransacked. Haven’t felt my phone vibrate or anything.”

“Plus it’s hard to check your lover’s messages while you’re tied up.” Tony added.

“Whatever, we’re all on the same boat.” Bucky muttered. 

It looked really funny to see the Earth’s strongest heroes just seemingly dangling, defenseless. The agent gone rogue thinks so as well. He had started his spiel on how Stark Industries had fucked him over, the usual disgruntled speech of a fresh MIT graduate. 

The man then called over his henchmen and one stood in front of each Avenger, weapons raised at them. The agent demanded some rights to the company, some clearance, some money. Tony rolled his eyes and told the agent that he had no part in any part of the company, as all of his ideas were purposely made to self-sabotage Tony. 

The agent stared Tony dead in his eyes. Then he walked over to Bucky. 

“You have an asset that I actually want.” 

“Man, you’re delusional. I don’t have anything you’d want.” Bucky coldly answered. 

“On the contrary. That girl of yours? She’s absolutely helpless right now. There’s guys already at the compound, taking her away to live her worst nightmare.” 

Bucky’s face slightly fell. He can’t show any emotion, not like this. His past is coming back to haunt him, and his old commanders aren’t even affiliated this time around. His stress levels went through the roof, and here he was: defenseless and no way to sucker-punch the agent.

“She’s not even an Avenger, she won’t tell you anything.” Sam intercepted.

“Ah, but she knows the in’s and out’s of the technology, the one thing I value. Plus, she’d be nice arm candy, a prize of some sorts.”

Now Bucky’s blood was boiling, he spat at the agent’s face, and the agent didn’t bat an eye. Instead, he had another guy slap Bucky in the face. 

“Pathetic, even for you, Barnes,” the agent said. “Now then, let’s get this over with so I can start my new company, an ethical one.” 

The agent then pulled out a small remote from his pocket, and smiled at the tied up Avengers. 

“Your worst nightmare is about to start. Say goodbye to everything.”

As the agent is about to press on the remote, a loud thwap! is heard as a white blob sticks to his hand, and consequently to the machine behind him.

“What the fuck is on my hand,” the agent hollered as he tried to break free from the machine. Another splat! is heard, this time sticking the other hand above the agent’s head.

“Oh you know, webbing.” 

Peter swooped in and tried to get a hold of the remote, but the agent stomped on it before Peter could stop him. 

“Look at you, not even a child could save you from this,” the agent cackled as Peter scrambled to where the guys were. 

“Kid! Why are you alone,” Tony gasped, “Where’s the backup??”

“No one was there! I didn’t come alone, though. We go— hey! Let me go!” 

As the henchmen neared Peter, one got close enough to where Bucky was able to knock one out with his boot, and as a result, got punched in the face. The henchman quickly grabbed Peter and shoved him to the floor, where they stepped on his back to make sure he wouldn’t move.

Things were looking bleak, and the agent was growing relentless. 

“Oh, you guys are sad,” the agent taunted, “Boys! Time for the backup plan. And make sure it hurts.” 

Soon, a swarm of more henchmen came in, surrounding the perimeter of the roof. As the henchmen started nearing the captives, with weapons in hand, Peter let out a loud whistle. 

In almost rapid succession, a bright flash of lavender light ripped through the sky. Another flash struck through the roof, injuring the henchman that took a hold of Peter. 

“What in the actual hell was that,” Bucky screamed.

Peter stood up and looked towards the Avengers and flashed a wide smile.

“It’s back up!” Peter cheered.

Sure enough, there you were, radiating (and floating) in your lavender aura, your now lavender hair reflecting with the sunset. With a silver staff in one hand, and a lavender orb in the other, you were a force to be reckoned with. You flew down to where the roof was and teamed up with Peter. 

As you saw the never-ending sea of men, you started doing your manipulating magic, while Peter was doing hand to hand combat and trying to wrangle up the henchmen into one spot. You used your staff to emit bright lights to blind the henchmen, and then run up to them to suckerpunch them. 

As the guys started seeing the chaos unfold, everything started clicking to Bucky. The flowers, the kite rescue, the video, the lavender, hell, even the rose scent started to make sense. Bucky finally put two and two together, and it was when the minor amnesia fell started to wear off he realized:

“Y/N??” Bucky exclaimed, “It’s you!” 

You quickly glanced up to Bucky’s level and smiled, “Of course, sweetheart! Who else would it be.”

“Y/N can kick ass!” Sam replied, “That’s fucking awesome.” 

As the guys tried to piece what was going on, and you were trying to set them free, the rogue agent ripped the webbing and charged towards you. 

Bucky shouted look out! And as you turned around, you leapt and flipped over the agent, while also bringing out your staff to trip him. You and him were face to face, him with a large vibranium beam, and you with your staff. 

“It’s over for you, young lady,” the agent growled. 

“Bite me, scum,” replied as the two of you charged at each other. Your lavender hair started glowing as you raised your staff. The two weapons made a loud clang! as they made contact with each other, and you used your magic to throw the agent off his balance. 

It did, and you used that to get your staff and strike him once more, then using more magic to make him float, then threw him across the roof, and made him crash against the giant electromagnetic machine. 

It started to spark, and the agent noticed: it meant that it was going to combust. Before the agent could escape, you used your magic once more to suspend in the air once more, this time letting his stay there. 

You told Peter to start wrapping the agent up in webbing, and as he did, the machine started to make more clamoring noises. It would sputter parts towards you, and you did your best to fend them off. Finally, you manifested a force field around the machine and boom! it had collapsed on itself.

Peter cheered as you made the move, but then the screams of the Avengers as their trap had started falling 20 towards the roof’s floor. It was a sight to be seen (and heard). 

I got it! You hollered. Acting fast, you used another spell to carefully bring the guys down, and had them slowly suspend downwards to the floor. 

As the guys touched the floor, Sam made it a big deal to start kissing the floor, and hugging Peter tightly, as he now can walk. Tony and Steve looked dazed and confused, Tony more confused than anything. Steve, on the other hand, was just dazed, but started wagging his finger at you. 

“I should have known,” Steve started, “my gut was right. This has your name written all over it!”

“I wasn’t ready!” you argued, “I had no way to practice, and well, I had to do it under your guys’ noses.”

Steve just sighed, and then there was Bucky.

Bucky had thought he’d seen it all. This was definitely a change.  Bucky walked up to you and started to stroke your hair.

He whispered, “it all makes sense. It was you this whole time...”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you guys any sooner, I just didn’t want to be pressured into this stuff prematurely,” you shyly responded. 

“Sorry we had to find out this way, Doll,” Bucky said, “but I can’t believe I was so… clueless to this.”

“Oh, that wasn’t an accident, Buck,” you said, “I may or may not casted an amnesia spell at the many times you caught me using my powers.”

“Huh,” Bucky simply said, “is that what it was? I thought it was old age.”

You laughed, “not this time.” 

It was Tony’s turn to speak, “young lady, you are ruthless. I wish you would’ve told me sooner. But, whenever you’re ready to join the initiative, let me know pronto. We could really use someone as kickass as you.”

As police started showing up to the scene, all of you started to leave when Peter piped up: “Uh, Y/N, aren’t you forgetting something?”

You raised your eyebrow and then smacked your forehead: right, the lunatic. You walked up to the floating agent and stopped the magic, letting him crash to the ground unceremoniously. You used your magic to manifest some handcuffs and then used your staff to smack him across the head. 

“Never underestimate the power of a woman, you psycho,” you stated, as you handed him off to the police. 

“You haven’t heard the last of me, freak!” the agent croaked out, as he was jetted away by police helicopter. With one final flick of magic, you made a slingshot and used some of Peter’s webbing to thwack it on the criminals face. 

Ugh, boys, you thought to yourself. They’ll never learn, but you’ll always be glad to take some dumbasses down. 

。。

two weeks later

Things have leveled out at the compound. You’ve become a nationwide sensation after a news station was able to capture a portion of the fight. Needless to say, you’ve become everyone’s sweetheart. Girls of all ages, especially, are in awe of their new role model. 

In quick succession, you were catapulted to becoming the next mightiest hero, and your friends could not be more proud. It felt nice to finally have some weight lifted off your shoulder. You can finally fight crime with your friends, and use your powers with no fear. 

Not to mention, you have your very own personal cheerleader: Bucky. He was the most shocked about your background, and has also been the most supported. He was fascinated in how you trained, and found every excuse to train with you. He was in awe (and in love) with you.

Time had passed since the big reveal and now you were outside, practising with your staff and basking in the sun. You grew tired and started to lie on the ground. You heard footsteps from behind and then felt someone lie next to you.

“Hi Buck,” you greeted, not needing to open your eyes to know it was him.

“You got psychic powers too, Doll? Because you can’t even see if it was me or not,” Bucky jokes. 

“No, but I can tell by your footsteps, dummy,” you said, turning over to him and giving him a peck on the cheek. 

It’s still a tug and pull with the status of the terms of your relationship with Bucky, but you decided today was the day.

As Bucky laughed, he saw your staff by your feet. He sat up, and gravitated towards it. As he saw it up close, he was mesmerized by the etching of flowers on it. The star on top of the staff would only glow brighter in his hand. 

“I still can’t believe you wouldn’t tell me about this,” Bucky said after a moment of silence, eyes still on the staff. 

You sat up, “it’s nothing personal, Buck. I just wasn’t trained or ready enough to handle my powers. Plus, it’s not everyday you see a girl manipulating things in front of people’s eyes. It tends to scare people.”

Bucky nodded, “I still think you’re an amazing person, whether or not you had them. This is just the cherry on top. And it makes my heart swell when you’re out and about helping those in need. Not to mention you look cute while doing it”

You blushed at the last comment, “thank you Bucky, I think you look handsome yourself.”

“Then I guess this might be a good time to ask you out formally?” Bucky suggested, “I know we’re both fond of each other, and I want to keep being by your side. Also, Steve pressured me to do it otherwise he’d smack me.”

“Of course,” you answered through giggles, “I would gladly go out with you, Buck. It would make me the happiest girl.”

A chaste kiss on the lips was shared between the two of you, relief washing over you two. The two of you then started to lean  on each other, enjoying the scenery. Then, a thought came to mind. 

“Hey Buck?”

“Yeah, Doll?”

“Remember that one time in the conference room when we were watching footage of me fighting, and you said you could take me down easily?”

“... no…”

You rolled your eyes and laughed, “how ‘bout I take you up on the offer. Loser has to buy dinner.” 

“Not happening, sweetheart,” Bucky chuckled, “I would never hurt such a beautiful dame like you.”

“How  about if I lose, I’ll do anything you ask me to.”

“Now you’ve piqued my interest, doll.” Bucky said as he stood up and threw you over his shoulders.

You started smacking his back, and then decided to tickle him, causing him to lose his grip on you. You grabbed your staff once more from your back, and started wagging the point towards him.

“Don’t make me use this on you!” you halfheartedly threatened. 

“I’ll gladly fall under any spell for you, doll,” Bucky retaliated.

The rest of the day was spent tackling each other, with an occasional clanging of metal, and the constant shower of kisses between you and Bucky.

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[starrybbarnes]

high flying, pt. 3 | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x superhero!Reader

Summary: bucky has no memory of you using magic. certain teammates are catching on, but you’re standing your ground. trouble brews as you’re training yourself. 

Word Count: 1932 (more substance! i promise this one is worth it)

Author’s note: originally, this was supposed to be a 3 part thing, but i’m pretty sure there’s be 4 total. don’t worry I’ve tried to make these next two as long as possible, but also still entertaining. but, the main attraction is coming soon. as i’ve said before, i appreciate all of your feedback! :)

Warnings: more swearing, some more magic, and a cliffhanger.. maybe. I’ve sprinkled some fluff to make up for it. also if you know someone from mit, i apologize in advanced.

Part 1 Part 2

Smack smack smack went your feet across the padding... It became mundane as you kept fighting the still punching bag, and much more tiring. 

While practicing some combat moves, you started thinking about the meeting. Surely, no one was able to identify you, but you’re sure as hell Steve and Bucky might have an inclination. And rightfully so, as you partially wiped the mind of a friend. 

You thought about the moment Bucky stared you down in the conference room, his mind trying to put two and two together, but alas couldn’t make a connection. Maybe he is that clueless, you thought to yourself.

However, if Steve is able to connect the dots as to why Bucky can’t remember certain moments of certain days, then you might be into some hefty trouble. And if he were to find out you casted a spell on his best friend, you might jeopardize your job.  

But at the same time, you thought about your own safety, your privacy. You weren’t ready to take on a huge role, much less when you’re not used to your powers. It was a tug and pull, but you were committed to letting everyone know once you had the capacity to control it. 

You were deep in thought when you felt yourself levitate slightly. It was a force of habit, but you let it happen, letting your thoughts occupy you.  

As you stood, er- floated, there while pondering, you heard the gym door open and you quickly grabbed a hold of the pull up bar. Making their way towards you is Steve and Bucky, both carrying duffle bags on their side. The boys stare at you incredulously as you’re holding onto the bar.

“How’s it hanging down there?” you half joked, as Steve rolled his eyes and Bucky was suppressing a smile. 

“Very funny,” Steve said, “we were looking for you all over, figured this might be the last place to look.” 

“Well,” you started, still on the pull-up bar, “your inclinations were correct.” 

Bucky eyed you, gears churning in his head, trying to see why you doing pull-ups felt… off. 

You sensed Bucky’s confusion as he stared at you just dangling from the bar, and so you thought fast. You fell on your knees as you abruptly let go of the bar and planted onto the floor. A loud oof was heard as Steve audibly gasped at the sight.

“I’m fine!” you said nonchalantly  as Bucky scooped you up and stood in front of you. 

Bucky shook his head and began to speak, “we came by to find you—”

“You came to find her,” Steve interrupted, “I just came to support Bucky because he’s always afraid to talk to ya.”

“That’s neither here nor there,” Bucky interjected, “but anyways, the team and I are headed out of the country for 5 days. Ireland, specifically. I think it’s business related. So we won’t be long.”

A slight hum escaped your mouth, nodding at the statement Bucky had said. “Look at you two, being business-y,” you joked as Bucky cracked a smile, while Steve rolled his eyes.

“Well, sweetheart, I’ll have you know I’m all business, all the time,” he added, earning a groan from you and Steve.

You stood in front of the duo. If anyone knew awkward, it’s definitely these two centenarians. Another moment of silence overcame the gym, as three of you just stared at each other, and you crossed your arms, waiting.  

“Oh, for god’s sake Buck,” Steve sighed, “Y/N, Bucky told me he was going to miss you and he didn’t know if you felt the same way.”

You raised your eyebrows at the duo, Bucky blushing ever so slightly and Steve looking more exasperated than usual. 

“Well,” you coughed, “Let Bucky know that I will miss the team equally… but, I’ll miss him slightly more.” 

Bucky smiled at the last comment and went to hug you. Steve came in for a hug too and broke away and said they should get going, as they shouldn’t be running late. Bucky slowly let go and sheepishly waved goodbye as the duo started to head out. 

As the two walked away, you carefully shot some magic their way, a safe travel spell, and he closed the door. You saw through the windows that Steve and Bucky  looked confused at the slight lavender aura around them, how they smelled of rose and vanilla all of sudden.

Steve shoots you a look through the window, and all you do is laugh and shrug. You go towards the back of the gym, and reveal your silver staff hiding in plain sight, and begin to twirl it. It begins to glow with its purple hue, and you start practicing with it.

Maybe they’ll figure it out, it doesn’t matter. But, it is kind of fun messing with the guys. 

。。

6:45 pm, 5 days later

The compound had been eerily quiet the past five days, and you were elated that your friends were coming back in a couple of hours. Most importantly, Bucky was coming back.

You promised yourself it was now the time to make a move. You pondered for hours with your stuffed animal and your best friend, the latter being slightly more responsive.

You also let your friend Betsy know that you have completely gotten a hang of your powers, and your friend suggested that you  might be ready to fight alongside the Avengers.

You hesitated at that suggestion. You were really good, but that’s only because you kept practicing in the simulation room at the gym. Sometimes you're thrown a curveball in the real world. But you knew you’d have the support of your friends whenever you’re crime fighting. 

Betsy asked about Bucky’s flight back. It left at around 7 this morning, so you predicted they might come around the afternoon. She commented that a normal flight from Ireland usually is 8 hours long, if there are no layovers. 

That means they should’ve arrived here at around 3. The quinjet is fairly punctual, and it isn’t like the team to be taking that long. Especially with the time differences, everyone would’ve been eager to come back home to sleep off the jet lag. 

You asked FRIDAY if there was any GPS location of the quinjet the team was boarded on, but oddly enough there wasn’t any. FRIDAY reported that the last signal was sent from Queens, which meant they were almost here. Flying from the city to upstate New York took an hour, tops. 

“This isn’t looking good,” you said to your friend with concern. Both of you kept throwing off ideas as to why there was a delay, when FRIDAY notified you of an incoming message.

You opened up the hologram and there said a message that read: In trouble. Top of building. Call backup. B. 

 “Call backup?” you questioned, “but there’s no one except me and Peter. All the other other Avengers were either with Steve or they’re doing other minor missions. And I’m pretty sure other agents don’t have the clearance to do this type of stuff… right?”

That only leaves once choice, Y/N, your friend commented. You’re gonna have to brave this out with Peter.

“Peter’s a child,” you argued.

When he wants to be, your friend interjects. He can put up a fight, I’ve seen him on the news. 

You keep weighing your options, when you hear a knock on the door. 

“Uh, Y/N?” Peter asked, “did you get that text from FRIDAY? I think the guys are in trouble. Most importantly your secret boyfriend is in trouble but that’s beside the point. I want to do this, but I’m by myself and I can’t do the saving by myself, I mean I can, but I need your help.”

Peter is dressed in his suit, minus the mask, and he peeks inside more to see you talking to your friend. You look at your friend, back to Peter, to the message, back to your friend, and then back to Peter. 

You opened your closet and then opened a secret drawer. You saw your suit, and next to it, your silver staff. 

“Peter,” you sighed, “Let’s grab a small jet and get to the bottom of this. Lord knows I’ve prepared myself for this.”

。。

As the jet got closer to the main city, you and Peter tried to intercept any signal or clue to find your friends. You put the jet on autopilot, and pulled up a map of the city to see the roofs of any tall building. 

You groaned slightly, “this is hopeless, there’s no way we can pinpoint a place quickly.” 

You wondered as to how a quinjet of such size can’t be detected by just plain eyesight. Either that, or it was time to get your vision checked out. 

Then Peter started to sense something: it was by a building on Liberty Street. He then pulled up a hologram and started zooming in on the roof of that building. It was difficult to see, but there was a ball of light sort of floating above the roof.

You were called over by Peter to check it out, and as the jet slowly started to get closer, and you pulled out some binoculars, you can vaguely recognize some burly men all bunch up together. 

“Peter, try to land on the roof that is two buildings over from that building,” you suggested. As the jet neared the roof, you decided to turn off the engines and used your magic to safely land the jet. It was no easy feat, but it was done. 

Getting out of the jet, you and Peter went towards the roof’s ledge that got as close as possible to the building with the floating light ball.

Using your binoculars once again, you got a clearer image of who was on top. 

It was the boys. And they were surrounded by a bunch of guys dressed in black, with one scrawny dude standing by a weird contraption. 

“That doesn’t look pretty,” Peter commented through his suit. His AI was explained to you and Peter that the scrawny was an ex-Stark employee, and the machine was used to keep the Avengers captive, while also a finding way to try and blow up the compound. Karen, the AI, proclaimed that the machine had major flaws and said it wouldn’t take much to take it down. 

“Can you tell Karen that while that sounds optimistic, there are also only two of us, and bunch of bad guys,” you groaned. This definitely wasn’t in a gym simulation.

“Sure... but,” Peter started, “we do have your powers, and my strength, and my ability to distract people. Also, I think it’s your time to shine, I think we’re both ready to do this.” 

You looked over to the other roof. You vaguely saw Bucky’s arm glistening in the sunlight. He looked confused and afraid. It looked like was looking upwards in every direction, trying to find any sign of backup. Luckily for him, it isn’t that far away.

“Peter, you’re right,” you replied. “And I think I have a surefire way to save our boys.”

You took your staff out of the sheath that was on your back. It slowly started to glow, and your whole demeanor changed. Now wasn’t the time to back down, it’s time to fight. And fight hard. 

“Karen, give us a rundown of our surroundings. I have a plan that will make sure than Peter and I can kick scrawny intern ass.”

[starrybbarnes]

high flying, pt. 2 | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x superhero!Reader

Summary: you used your magic on Bucky once, and now you have to weigh out your options of revealing yourself to the team.

Word Count: 984 (short, but eventful!)

Author’s note: so far, there’s been good reaction to the first part, and I’m glad you all like tooth-rotting fluff. this one has some as well, but with some minor hiccups along the way ooooo.  as always: feedback is greatly appreciated!

Warnings: swearing, slightly more exposition, and some fluff. this one’s short, so it’s gonna stop when it gets good. 

Part 1

Another two months have passed since the whole magic debacle. Things have been running smoothly at the headquarters, and not a peep out of Bucky.

That is, because you placed an amnesia spell on him.

To be fair, you only blocked out that moment, and bit before and after you used your magic. It pained you to use it, but it should work for the time being. The owner at the pizza parlor? Not so much. But you did give him an extra large tip for all the ruckus caused. 

Since then, you’ve kept your powers on the down-low, but you still go train in the common gym with everyone else. 

What’s new this time is you’ve picked up a new hobby: crime-fighting. You decided to follow Peter’s footsteps and start at the neighborhood level, just doing some patrolling and what not. You mostly helped kids whose ball is in the middle of the road, or a cat stuck in the tree. You know, mundane stuff.

Funnily enough, you have run into Peter as he was on Spider duty, and saw right through your outfit that it was you. Peter swore he wouldn’t tell a soul, until you gave the okay. You took his oath and trusted him: you’ve even done some rounds of crime-fighting together and it was exciting.

That’s how it’s been the last two months, and it’s safe to say you’ve gotten your groove on with your power. 

It was a sunny afternoon, which meant it was time for a general meeting with all the Avengers. Steve and Tony were excited to unveil some new tech that you had curated for your team. 

As everyone starts filing into the meeting room, Bucky spots you and flags you over so you can sit next to him. Not a day goes by when your heart swells for him. But once again, the “will they, won’t they” continues, and you have no idea when it’ll come to an end. But, you do enjoy the endless flirting; the both of you can’t help it. 

Steve started off the meeting with some standard notices and updates, and then directed the spotlight towards you. You got up and started discussing the new and improved Avengers suits, and how they’re going to be stronger, yet much more comfier. 

Nat and Wanda were the happiest when they heard the word ‘comfort,’ as they always complained how the suits were catered to the boys. You beamed at the new design, and thanked the girls for the accolades. 

As the meeting seemed like it was finishing up, you slowly started to pack things up when Tony took center stage. He changed the hologram from your uniform design to a video clip. 

“Before we all leave for the afternoon, I just want you all to take a good look at this clip,” Tony started as the video started playing.

The video started playing, and your skin started to go pale. There you were, middle of the night, jumping across buildings, chasing a criminal. You saw the moment you used your magic: lavender orbs of light coming out of your hands. 

You couldn’t deny that person on screen, was you. The only difference is that you’re wearing your suit. It was a black tactical suit designed by you, worn with a lavender coat. It would've been easy to distinguish you, if it weren’t for the purple hair and your glasses that you wear when you’re out fighting. 

You turned to see your teammates: all of them had some sort of face between bewilderment or awe. The look on Bucky’s face though: it was something. You saw he was struggling to fight the urge to try and remember how that face seemed familiar. You quickly did a magic sign under the table and tapped Bucky’s hand, hoping it’ll stall him. Thankfully, it did, and he turned to you and said “she looks badass! I think I can beat her in combat.”

You laughed, and then you thought about it. You might have to bring him up to a challenge one of these days.

The video ended, and there was a slight chatter. Tony then spoke, “as of right now, we don’t know who she is, who she works for, or her motives. I have another video of her speaking with Parker, but he’s had no luck finding out who she is.”

You froze at that last comment. You’re gonna have to start being more careful, and make sure Peter doesn’t let this out. 

Tony dismissed everyone and you staggered behind, just staring at the paused video. To you, it’s painfully obvious that it’s you, but to everyone else, it just looks like a stranger. 

“You seem to have some sort of connection with this person, you keep staring at her” Bucky inquired from behind, with Steve standing next to him.

“I… I… just…” you stuttered, “she looks like an old friend from college. I think it's the hair.”

Steve eyed you carefully, “well, don’t worry too much, she looks harmless.” And with that, he left. 

Now it was just you and Bucky in the conference room, with the tension thicker than fog. Bucky commented that you looked cute today, and you couldn’t stop blushing. You started fidgeting with your long brown hair, when all of a sudden, you accidentally revealed a lavender highlight. 

The two of you made eye contact and your heart started to accelerate. Bucky started walking closer to you and caressed your face. He got closer and whispered, “I think you should dye your hair that color, doll. It would definitely suit you.” 

He gave you a kiss on the lips and made his way out the conference room, leaving you stunned. And relieved, as he didn’t pick up that you were a mystical woman.

You sighed and decided it was best to go to the gym and think it out.

[starrybbarnes]

high flying, pt. 1 | [b.b]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x superhero!Reader

Summary: you’re working with the avengers, working behind the scenes. unbeknownst to the team, you have powers (that you’re not good at using). you plan to keep it a secret, until a cute boy comes into your life.

Word Count: 1164 (and it’s just the beginning!)

Author’s note: i’ve found the motivation to write again, and given the circumstances right now, I know you all would like some reading as well. keep an eye out for the next part, it will be posted sooner than you think! as always, feedback is greatly appreciated! :)

Warnings: some swearing, some exposition to get the ball rolling, nothing too crazy (i hope!) it’s a bit long, but it gets better from here

It also helped because you had superpowers. Which is something you didn’t put in your resume. 

No one knows, actually, simply because you haven’t honed your strength. From the times you practiced at the beach, you knew you could do some type of manipulation through magic and also kind of fly. You say kind of because you can only get 1 foot off the ground. And you don’t want to try for higher.

You also don’t want people to know because then you’d have to feel the wrath of Tony Stark. You weren’t ready for that type of responsibility just yet. And you also weren’t ready for Stark to make it a big deal. You also felt foolish feeling like a wizard when you’d make things appear out of thin air. 

So you’ve kept it under the radar for 5 months now, and you’re proud of it. No one has suspected a thing, and you’re quite relieved.

However, a tall brunette with blue eyes might have taken interest in you, so there’s that.

Bucky was an absolute sweetheart, and was very happy to take you in when you first started working with them. You guys hit it off really well, and Bucky has found different excuses to come to your office while you’re working.

And you don’t mind that one bit, but it’s definitely cut time on your self-training. So you’ve made it a challenge to see if anyone would notice you manipulating things under their noses. 

And you got an absolute thrill out of it. You would magically add an extra orange to the fruit basket, make Steve’s canvas levitate, or change the time on the Avenger’s floor. The latter was your best trick. 

Then one time you went out to eat with Bucky. It was sort of a mini-date, but both of you were chicken to admit to it. You were both really shy, so it was grueling for the Avenger’s to see the both of you make no progress.

As you and Bucky were walking down Central Park, you would secretly use your magic to have flowers appear at random spots. It was a dangerous challenge, but you had been getting better with your powers. 

Bucky saw some white tulips (that you ‘planted’) and picked one and gave it to you. You blushed beet red, and whispered a thank you. 

The two kept staring into each other’s eyes, and you took it upon yourself to use your magic to nudge Bucky closer to you. It actually worked, and Bucky placed a chaste kiss on your forehead, his eyes gleaming brighter than ever.

“Isn’t the park during the spring just… magical,” Bucky sighed as he started walking again.

You stifle a cough. Shit, you thought, I’m caught red handed. Let’s fake it ‘til we make it. 

“Oh, psh…” you gushed, “this is how it usually is when we hang out together. Just a regular shmegular day at Central Park.”

Bucky chuckled at your response, he really was gone for you. And he just thought it flustered you when he said that. His charm never wears off, he proclaims. 

As the two of you near your guy’s favorite pizza parlor, you saw a group of kids pointing and making distressed faces above them.

“Those kids look like they need some help,” Bucky insisted as he started walking faster towards them, and you struggled to pick up the pace. 

The 3 girls were surrounding a bare tree, and there was a bright yellow kite. The girls made eye contact with you and Bucky, and profusely started signaling to come their way. 

Bucky surveyed the tree: it was too slender to climb, but too high to easily reach. Luckily, since this was next to the pizza parlor, he informed the girls that he was going to get a step stool. As the girls nodded, Bucky went inside and sure enough, the owner had a stool.

The girls cheered as Bucky grabbed the kite and showered him with gratitude. 

“Anything for my princesses,” Bucky replied with pride, “Y/N, I’m gonna go inside to get these ladies some food and then I’ll set up our table as well.”

The girls squealed with delight, and prompted more ‘thank-yous.’ You decided to stay behind and chat with the girls, and they seem to have one similar thought in mind:

“Your boyfriend is really handsome!! Are you going to marry him soon?”

You started smiling and sheepishly explained that no, Bucky is not your boyfriend, but yes you did like him a lot. They responded with asking to be a part of the wedding party should it ever happen. 

Bucky came back with the pizza and he went back inside, as he knew you just wanted to watch the girls before they departed. Once they finished, the girls were about to leave but you stopped them.

“Before you girls leave, I just want to ask one thing: what’s your favorite color?”

All three of the girls exclaimed “purple!” and you smiled. You then signaled them to come closer to you and you started crouching to their level.

“Alright, I’m about to give you guys something, but you better keep it a secret,” you whispered. 

The girls shook their heads profusely and pinky promised they wouldn’t tell a soul.

So then as you told the 3 girls to bring out their hands, you started to conjure up some flowers, and you manifested three mini bouquets of fresh lavender and white pansies. The girls screamed with delight and hugged you tightly. They kept exclaiming it was their luckiest day ever.

They bid their thank-you’s and goodbyes as they skipped down the street, back into their apartments not too far from where you were standing. 

You smiled, another success with your magic powers. You were so caught up in the tender moment that you didn’t realize that as you walked into the parlor, that Bucky had seen the entire interaction.

And his mouth was wide agape. 

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