#печь

[rezonby]

ЛУЧШАЯ БАНЯ - ПАЛАТКА КУБ! Купаюсь в РЕКЕ ЗИМОЙ. ОБЗОР. РАСПАКОВКА ПОСЫЛКИ ОТ МОРЖ!

В личные сообщения часто поступают вопросы: как баня, какую печь лучше использовать? На рыбалке, увидев баньку, люди интересуются: действительно ли баня разогревается до температуры стационарной и неужели после нее не холодно окунаться в зимнюю речную воду. 

Уже несколько лет я являюсь владельцем бани MORZH LUX и печи быстрого горения для нее. Время не стоит на месте и у производителя появились новые универсальные палатки - Морж Куб, которые можно использовать не только, как баню, но и как простую палатку для рыбалки зимой со льда и другие сезоны года с берега. 

В этом видео: распаковка, обзор палатки, комплектации и ее эксплуатация, обзор теплого пола, защитного тента, печей inten и других комплектующих, которые могут пригодится на активном отдыхе. Всем приятного просмотра и ни хвоста ни чешуи! 

[pokislyayagoda]

лежу на даче, жгу свои стопы об печку и мяукаю на кота в ответ на его мярканье. это начало безумия? или счастья? не знаю, но в любом случае мне нравится.

[banyaportal]

6 советов как растопить банную печь

Не всегда получается быстро растопить печь в бане. То дым столбом, то дрова не горят… Знакомо? Раньше мне казалось, что растопить печь – это настоящее искусство. Только спустя время методом проб и ошибок я научилась растапливать печку. 

Для того чтобы растопить печь не используйте любые воспламеняющие жидкости! Бензин, керосин, растворители – всё это смертельно опасно и может привести к пожару или взрыву. Если дрова сырые, нет тяги, не спешите отчаиваться. У бывалых банщиков есть свои секреты. Один из них – обычная поваренная соль. Бросьте на дрова пару горстей соли, и, вполне вероятно, огонь разгорится! Соль поможет вывести влагу и усилить горение.

Не забывайте о защите рук во время работы с дровами и печью. Обязательно используйте обычные рабочие рукавицы или перчатки. Они надёжно защитят ваши руки от заноз, царапин и, что главное, от случайных ожогов. Комфорт и безопасность – превыше всего!

Учитесь управлять огнём. Не гонитесь за высоким пламенем в топке. Важнее научиться контролировать процесс горения и добиваться максимальной теплоотдачи от дров. Секрет заключается в правильной регулиров��е тяги. Прикрывая поддувало и задвижку, вы замедляете горение и позволяете теплу дольше задерживаться в печи. Это поможет создать идеальный жар, не расходуя много дров. Помните, что важно не просто растопить печь, а добиться эффективного прогрева всей бани.

После завершения топки обязательно тщательно проверьте печь кочергой на наличие не прогоревших поленьев и головёшек. Даже небольшие тлеющие угольки могут выделять угарный газ, который совершенно не имеет запаха и цвета, но очень опасен для здоровья. Убедитесь, что все дрова полностью прогорели, прежде чем закрывать задвижку печи.

После того как дрова прогорели, и в печи не осталось углей, очистите камни от копоти и сажи. Откройте задвижку печи настежь, зачерпните ковшом горячей воды, приоткройте дверцу каменки и плесните кипятком на раскалённые камни! 

Если вы не уверены на 100%, что в печи не осталось тлеющих углей и, соответственно, угарного газа, не закрывайте задвижку полностью. Лучше проявить бдительность и оставить ее чуть приоткрытой. Угарный газ не прощает беспечности.

Источник: https://banyaportal.ru/kak-rastopit-pech

[myrussia7]

Строим супер печь 2 часть

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Печь используется совместно с вытяжным зонтом UNOX XEKHT-HCEU.

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[srfurnace]

3 Tons Medium Frequency Melting Furnace is Being Debugged.

[marvelstoriesepic]

Your Ghost Knows Me

Pairing: Avenger!Bucky x Avenger!Reader

Summary: On a mission to dismantle a Hydra base, Bucky’s activation codes are triggered. And what does he do without a kill order?

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: mind control; non-consensual behavior (not sexual but bodily autonomy themes); possessive behavior; gun violence (implied, not graphic); threats of violence; emotional manipulation (unintentional); PTSD; trauma responses; forced proximity; mentions of Bucky’s past; Hydra

Author’s Note: I'll never get tired of a possessive Winter Soldier!! Honestly, I should write about him more often. Anyway, this absolutely iconic request is from my sweet dear!! Thank you so much, and I hope you'll enjoy ♡

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There is always something quiet about Bucky when he looks at you before the mission begins. Quiet in the way thunder is quiet just before the crack. As if he is holding something inside himself too loud for the world.

You always say his name and he would look at you like he’s afraid to blink.

You don’t think you’re supposed to notice the way he hovers at your side. You’re not supposed to feel his shadow, stitched to your steps. But you do. You always do. Because Bucky Barnes does not know how to stay subtle. Not with you. Not when he thinks you might not make it out of this alive.

Your mission is to break into an old Hydra base with heat still humming through the walls and ghosts still hanging from the rafters.

The team drops in like rain. Controlled chaos. Clint on the left flank. Sam from above. Steve on the right flank. Nat somewhere in the dark.

You are light-footed and fast and smart and alive. Bucky stays behind you. Always behind you. Watching your six. He never lets you fall.

And you get the proof of this for the thousandth time when he throws his arm out and grabs your vest to yank you back hard enough to make you gasp. Your heart stutters in your throat. You stumble, twist, spin - and crash into him.

There was a tripwire. You almost walked into it. And Bucky saw. He sees everything.

“You okay?” He breathes, voice low, not quite touching worry but brushing the edges of it.

“Yeah,” you whisper back. “Thanks.”

He nods. Says nothing. Keeps moving.

You press forward into the maze of concrete and metal that is the Hydra base, gun raised, heart playing the drum in your ribs.

Bucky slows.

You glance over at him. “What is it?”

He stares at a rusted door, barely ajar. A soft static pulses from within, like an old radio dying in slow motion. The sound crawls down your spine. Your skin prickles.

“Bucky,” you start, reaching for him. “Let’s move.”

But he’s already walking toward that door with narrowed eyes.

The room is dark. Cold. Frost is on the walls like a memory that won’t let go. A machine in the corner makes low noises. Wires twitch on the floor like veins ripped from a corpse. The air stinks of metal and mildew and something old. Something wrong.

And then it speaks. A voice, thick with static, seeps out of the machine. A voice you don’t understand. Not really. You can’t make out the words, but you know them. You know what they mean.

“Желание. Ржавый.”

You spin around, heart rushing up to your ears, calling his name, but it’s too late.

“Семнадцать. Рассвет.”

Bucky stands frozen.

Stone. Steel. Silence.

His face is slack. That haunted stillness takes over.

He isn’t gone. But he isn’t Bucky anymore.

“Печь.”

His eyes go distant. Flat. His face cracks into something you’ve only seen in nightmares. No fury. No fear. Just absence.

“Доброкачественный.”

“No,” you breathe. Your heart forgets how to beat. “Bucky,” you basically yell at him. Nobody even knew there were still functioning systems here. But they’d been waiting. Planning.

“Девять.”

“Bucky please snap out of this.” You know it’s useless. You don’t know why you say it.

“Возвращение на родину.“

Your hand trembles around the grip of your weapon as you force yourself to jump out of the shock your limbs are locked in. You raise your arm and aim. You pull the trigger. One.

“Один.”

Two.

“Грузовой вагон.”

Three.

Four times.

The machine sparks. Cracks. Screams. A dozen red lights blink and die like stars going out. The voice cuts out, perhaps wanting to give a command, a final breath of Russian strangled by silence. And it slams into the room like a body.

For a heartbeat, for a breath, you think it’s over.

You hope it’s over.

But his name dies on your tongue when you turn back to him.

Bucky doesn’t speak. He doesn’t blink. He doesn’t breathe like a man. He doesn’t look at you - he tracks you, the way a sniper does. As if you’re a piece of intel.

Sam’s voice crackles over the comms. “Hey. We heard something. Everything good over there?”

You can’t answer right away.

Your voice is lost.

Because Bucky Barnes is gone.

And the Winter Soldier is standing in his place.

It takes you a minute to explain your situation and you hear the tremor in Steve’s voice when he tells you they’re on their way.

You try to breathe around the panic growing like thorns in your chest.

You whisper his name, again and again, as if it’s a spell that might pull him back. But the Winter Soldier does not know your voice.

Does not know you.

And when Steve finally rounds the corner, face pale, shield up, Bucky growls.

Low. Subhuman. A warning without words.

“Woah, woah- easy,” Steve says, holding up a hand. He looks at you. “He’s- He’s not gone. We’ll fix this. We can bring him back.”

You don’t know how promising he tries to make this sound.

But Bucky shifts his body, in front of you.

He plants himself between you and everyone else, like a wall, like a weapon.

Like a threat.

No orders. No hesitation. Just instinct.

He scans Steve’s hands. Sam’s gun. Natasha’s eyes.

Every time someone even twitches in your direction, he angles his body tighter around you, metal hand flexing. His breathing is shallow. Sharp.

He has no words. No explanations. He doesn’t seem to need them.

You try to take a step forward, away from his back. He moves with you. You stop. So does he.

“Please,” you whisper. “Bucky. Come back.”

But he doesn’t flinch.

Not for the begging in your voice. Not for the heartbreak in your eyes.

But you know he doesn’t hear you. He only hears the ghosts in his blood. The machine in his brain. The purpose Hydra seared into his bones.

“Alright, this can’t-“ The moment Sam takes a step forward, Bucky moves.

He grabs you. Not roughly, not violently, but fully. As if the air between your bodies has never existed. As if he’s made of magnets and you’re the only thing that ever pulled him north.

His metal arm anchors around your waist, his other hand at your shoulder, your spine, your hip - everywhere, all at once. He places himself between you and the others again and makes sure to keep you there as if you are a holy thing. His breath is ragged. Feral.

“Bucky,” Steve tries. There is something pained in his tone. Also something warning. “Let her go.”

But he doesn’t listen.

Because there is nothing left to listen to.

No more commands. No more codes. No more voice in his ear.

So he seems to have written a new directive into his mind and that is you.

You are the mission now. You are the purpose, the protection, the last thing left when everything else burns.

His hand is wrapped around your wrist so tightly, it makes your breath hitch. But you don’t pull away. You can’t. There is something in his eyes. Something not Bucky but not nothing either.

Not the soldier.

Not the man.

Just this animal of loyalty. Of violence. Of need.

You try.

God, you try.

You speak to him in pieces. In whispers. In words coming from trembling lips and bruised hope.

“Bucky,” you plead.

Soft. Like maybe softness will do it. Like maybe he’ll come back to the sound of your voice wrapped in love instead of command.

But he doesn’t.

And he doesn’t let anyone near you.

Not Steve, who takes one careful step and ends up with a knife lodged in the floor in front of his foot.

Not Sam, who reaches out and gets a warning growl that raises the hairs on your arms.

Not Natasha, who tries to circle behind, quiet as a whisper - and is met with the barrel of Bucky’s gun aimed clean between her eyes.

You frantically call Bucky’s name.

“Hey- easy,” she says, voice low. “Nobody wants to harm your girl, Barnes.”

He doesn’t blink. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t care.

He tightens his grip on you, fingers locking around your arm like a shackle. You try to find a piece of Bucky still breathing in there.

But all you see is possession.

He steps back into the shadows, pulling you with him, shielding you with his body as if the world is trying to take you and he’s the last wall still standing.

No one sees you now.

Because he won’t let them.

He moves you behind crates. Walls. Corners. Shadows. Always putting something between you and them. Always hiding you. Not out of shame. Not out of fear.

Out of possession.

Out of protection.

Out of a command he gave himself.

You are a mission. A precious object. A singular order sculpted into the ruins of his memory.

You hear Steve’s heavy sigh. His quiet and deep voice. The pain in it. “We need to sedate him.”

The next thing you pick up is the click of a safety releasing.

Bucky’s gun is pointed and ready.

He would kill for you right now.

He would kill them.

All of them.

Within the blink of an eye.

For you.

“No,” you croak out, voice breaking. It feels wrong to call him Bucky. It feels wrong to call him Soldat. “Please don’t! Don’t do this!”

You don’t know if it’s something in your voice or something in your tense stance against his back, but he slowly lowers his gun, slowly turns his head to stare at you.

Empty.

Unreachable.

But somehow not cold.

And then his hand rises. Flesh fingers trace your jaw. So gently it nearly breaks you.

It’s not affection. It’s assessment.

He’s checking. For wounds. For weakness. For threats, you might be hiding beneath your skin.

You breathe as if forgetting how to.

You try to shift. Just a little. Just to look behind him. Just to meet Steve’s eyes, Sam’s, Natasha’s, Clint’s - who finally got his ass here as well.

But Bucky moves. Fast.

A hand around your chin. Tilting your face back toward him.

Eyes narrow. Jaw locks.

You know what it means.

He doesn’t want you to look at them.

He doesn’t want you to speak with them.

He doesn’t want you to think of them.

You are his now.

Because something in his mind burned the world down and left you standing in the wreckage, and he needs something to hold onto. Not just anything. Not just anyone. You.

You try again.

Whispers, again.

“I have to talk to them-”

He shakes his head. Once. Sharp. Final.

“No,” he growls. Not language. Not word. Just a sound scraped from somewhere too deep and too far gone.

You flinch and he feels it.

His grip grows stiff.

Your body goes still.

He doesn’t want to hurt you. But he doesn’t let you go.

You catch the glint of Steve’s shield out of the corner of your eye.

They haven’t moved in minutes.

They’re waiting.

They’re watching.

They don’t want to hurt him either. But they will if they have to.

“Don’t,” you murmur. “Don’t come closer. Don’t- don’t try to talk to me, he- he doesn’t want that.”

You hear Sam lower his weapon, just a hair. “We can’t leave you like this.”

You want to cry. You want to scream. You want to pull Bucky into your arms and shake him until something clicks and he remembers you. Remembers himself.

But the Winter Soldier only seems to be remembering his duty. Violence shaped into protection.

And right now, that protection looks like isolation.

You. Alone. Tucked behind crates and corners and silence and his broad shoulders.

You speak anyway. Because you have to. Because he’s in there somewhere. Because he might not hear the others, but maybe he can still hear you.

“Bucky,” you speak. Swallow. “They’re not the enemy.”

His hand twitches on your arm.

“They’re your friends.”

He tightens his grip.

“They’re my friends.”

He releases another deep and gravelly sound.

His body is tense, electric, fury held in the cage of his bones.

“Please,” you say. You hate the sound of your own voice now. You sound like you are shattering in slow motion. “You don’t have to protect me from them. You don’t- I’m not-”

You breathe out shakily.

Your lip trembles. Your eyes sting.

Because he’s looking at you as if he would kill the whole world to keep you safe. And he doesn’t even remember who you are.

You press your forehead to his chest. His body doesn’t move.

He’s breathing faster now. His pulse thrums under your cheek.

But he lets you stay there.

That has to be something.

Behind Bucky, someone whispers your name. Carefully. Cautiously. As though if they say it wrong you’ll be ripped out of this moment and Bucky will hunt them all down.

You lift your head.

Bucky sees it.

Sees the way your eyes pull toward Sam’s voice.

Sees the way you’re still trying to hold onto them. Still reaching.

He doesn’t like that.

He hates that.

His hand finds the back of your neck. He pulls you into him, hides your face in his chest. Your shoulders lock. His body shields you like a fortress of flesh and metal and confusion. As if your gaze is a window, and he is closing the shutters.

You are not theirs anymore.

And he will not let you be.

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Производство камер для порошковой покраски: особенности и этапы

Камеры для порошковой покраски - это специализированное оборудование, которое используется для нанесения порошкового покрытия на различные изделия. Они широко используются в различных отраслях промышленности, таких как машиностроение, производство мебели, строительство и т.д.

Производство камер для порошковой покраски является сложным и трудоемким процессом, который требует высокой квалификации и опыта специалистов.

Особенности производства камер для порошковой покраски.

Производство камер для порошковой покраски включает в себя следующие особенности:

Камера для порошковой покраски должна быть изготовлена из материалов, которые устойчивы к воздействию агрессивных сред и высоких температур, адаптивного блока управления процессом.

Камера должна быть изготовлена с высокой точностью, чтобы обеспечить равномерное нанесение порошкового покрытия на изделия.

Камера должна быть собрана с высоким качеством, чтобы обеспечить ее герметичность и безопасность эксплуатации.

Производство камер для порошковой покраски включает в себя следующие этапы:

На этапе проектирования определяется конструкция камеры, ее размеры и характеристики.

Для изготовления камеры используются различные материалы, такие как металл, стекло, пластик и т.д.

Камера изготавливается в соответствии с проектными чертежами.

Изготовленные элементы камеры собираются в единую конструкцию.

Камера провер��ется на соответствие требованиям качества.

Производство камер для порошковой покраски является сложным и трудоемким процессом, который требует высокой квалификации и опыта специалистов компании АртМеталл.

При производстве камер для порошковой покраски необходимо учитывать следующие факторы.

 Камера может быть камерой туннельного типа, камерой тупикового типа или камерой конвейерного типа.

Камера должна быть достаточно большой, чтобы в нее могли помещаться изделия, которые будут подвергаться покраске, но при этом лучше учесть размеры зоны камеры для экономии энергоресурсов.

Камера должна быть рассчитана на использование конкретного типа порошкового покрытия.

Камера должна быть оснащена эффективной системой вентиляции, которая будет распределять равномерный нагрев на поверхности изделий, удалять остатки порошкового покрытия и пыль из камеры.

Камера должна быть оснащена достаточным освещением, чтобы обеспечить хорошую видимость при покраске изделий.

Если вы планируете приобрести камеру для порошковой покраски, то вам следует обратиться к специалистам от компании АртМеталл, которая занимается производством оборудования для порошковой окраски. Компания поможет вам выбрать камеру, которая будет соответствовать вашим потребностям и бюджету.

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Comfort after nightmares

Bucky Barnes X male reader

⚠️ nightmares, cock warming, male reader, sad Bucky, bottom Bucky, angst, partly smut⚠️

🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨

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желаниe (Longing)

It's the same thing.

pжавый (Rusted)

Every night.

Печь (Furnace)

It's the same dream.

семнадцать (Seventeen )

Same hour.

Доброкачественные (Benign)

The same dream.

Девять (Nine)

The same screams.

Возвращение домой (Homecoming)

Same cries.

Один (One)

The same nightmare.

грузовой вагон (Freight car)

A brick wall bursts into pieces as a silver metal arm punches through it. People start screaming and running while the sound of heavy boots stomping echoes through the room. The winter soldier walks through the wall and aims his gun. The victim's face is blurry... Unknown. Or maybe his mind can't decide which face it should choose from the amount of options to put on. They beg as they crawl on the floor... Their voice echoes... it sounds as if it was a mix of multiple pleas from different people in one body. The gun fires. Why. Why did it fire? His finger wasn't even on the trigger. The bullet flies in slow motion. He tries to scream. But the muzzle felt like it was sowed into his flesh. He drops the gun and tries to pry the mask off. It hurts. He screams but it comes out as a quiet whimper. He tries to run instead. But his legs are not responding.

The bullet hit.

Bucky gasps and wakes up in a cold sweat. He's breathing heavily as he looks around disoriented. He's sleeping on the floor next to the bed as usual. The bed never felt inviting. He grabs his head and takes deep shaky breaths. He can't calm down. He looks up towards the bed. It's empty. Y/n must be in his office.

He sighs as he stands up with shaky legs. He's wearing only his underwear. He lets out a shaky breath once his bare feet feel the coldness of the hallway floor. He wraps his arms around himself and walks down the dark hall towards the home office.

The door isn't properly closed so he doesn't bother to knock. He looks in and sees y/n on his work computer. Y/n is clearly unaware of Bucky's presence. Bucky makes his way in. His footsteps are ghost-like quiet after years of training. Bucky lets out a shaky breath as the nightmare decides to repeat before his eyes again. That catches y/n's attention and he turns his chair to look toward Bucky. "Buck?"

Bucky walks into y/n's already open arms. He sits in his lap and sniffles. Y/n doesn't question anything already knowing what's happening and simply rubs Bucky's back soothingly. Bucky buries his face in his neck and closes his eyes enjoying his lover's touch. Y/n turns his chair again and faces his computer while he holds Bucky in his lap.

He caresses his back for a bit before he frees one hand and uses it to continue working on his computer. Bucky is on the verge of falling asleep again but something's missing.

"y/n...?" Bucky whispered. "Yes, darling?" Y/m hums and looks at his lover. "Can...Can I cockwarm you...?" He whispered with his face in y/n's neck. Y/n chuckles and caresses Bucky's hair. "If it'll help you sleep."

Bucky wastes no time and removes his boxers. "Buck you should put on at least a shirt. It's cold tonight." Y/n said as he caressed his boyfriend's cheek. Bucky huffs and looks around hoping to find anything to wear because he's too lazy and tired to return to the bedroom.

Y/n chuckles and removes his sweater. "Here." Bucky nods and takes it. The sweater droops off his shoulder and has longer sleeves than his arms. He looks adorable. Y/n grabs a bottle of lube and hands it to Bucky. "Prep yourself darlin'. I have to work." He said and caressed Bucky's thighs before he returned to writing on his computer.

Bucky whimpers and rolls his sleeves so the sweater doesn't get dirty. He lubes up his vibranium fingers and reaches behind himself. He traces his puffy hole and shivers at the touch of his cold metal.

He doesn't need to be stretched. Not really. He's still a bit open from the fun he and y/n had. Yet he knows y/n won't let him go on unless he's prepped so he's not in pain. Bucky pushes his first finger in with ease. The second one slides in smoothly too but the third takes a little more pressure. He whimpers and rests his head on y/n's shoulder.

"Take it slow Bucky. We have all night." Y/n said and rubbed Bucky's back. Bucky whines in protests wanting to have you inside him already but he knows better than to disobey. He pulls his third finger back and just uses his two fingers. He slowly moves them in and out and spreads them apart. "Good boy." Y/n praised. Bucky whines and fucks himself onto his fingers.

After a bit of fingering the third finger finally slides in with ease. Bucky works his fingers in faster eager to get the real thing already. "I'm ready." He whimpers and looks at y/n. He looks so adorable. Cheeks flushed with three fingers deep in his hole. The large sweater doesn't help. Y/n savors the view before he lifts Bucky up a bit so he can pull his dick out of his pants.

Bucky is already holding the lube again. putting some in his hand and as soon as y/n's dick is out he grabs it and strokes it to lube it up. Y/n groans at the eager touch before he chuckles and kisses Bucky's cheek and jaw. Once Bucky is satisfied with his work he lifts himself up onto his knees and lines up his boyfriend's soft dick with his hungry ass. He lets out a long whine as he sinks down. Y/n groans and fights the urge to fuck up into him and take him against the desk.

"That's it Bucky. Take all you need." Y/n murmured and caressed Bucky's back. Bucky whimpered and rested his head on his lovers shoulder and closed his eyes. He shifts a bit to get more comfortable. Y/n groans and grips Bucky's hips and buries his face in his neck. But he fights back. This is about and for Bucky. Bucky eventually found his spot and relaxed. Y/N takes some time to collect himself before he goes back to work. he slides his chair closer to the desk and leans back. He lazily writes with one hand while his second hand caresses Bucky's lower back in soothing circles. Within ten minutes Bucky has fallen into a peaceful slumber.

[lina-vas-dom]

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[iwasmadetobeasoldier]

Желание. Семнадцать. Ржавый. Рассвет. Печь. Девять. Добросердечный. Возвращение на родину. Один. Товарный вагон.

No-! P-please I'm begging you-

Stop!

[onlyforsebastianstan]

Protector

Timeline: Civil War and forth

Bucky x reader

Reader only trusts Bucky, introvert/socially anxious, with strong super powers stronger than the avengers.

With events after fighting the winter soldier, Bucky became the most wanted but steve’s not letting the government have Bucky because he knows he was brainwashed by HYDRA. He finds Bucky living in a remote area, but he’s not the only one who found him. So with limited time he tries and convince Bucky to come with him but Bucky refuses. He runs as steve follows behind, SHIELD soldiers and the Black Panther runs behind the two super soldier. Bucky is looking for someone while running from those who are chasing after him. He was desperate to find that person which compromised his escape and he was captured. He was silent but His eyes are pleading to let him go and constantly looking around. They took him back for interrogation.

When they arrived at the facility, Steve was given permission to speak to him before the doctor arrives.

“Let me go” Bucky said as soon as he saw Steve walking towards him. “I have to protect her, Steve” with that there was confusion in Steve’s face.

He always thought that Bucky lived alone after escaping HYDRA. “Protect who exactly?” he asked.

Bucky didn’t respond to steve’s question but rather just continued pleading to let him go. He was desperate to find and protect whoever it is he mentioned.

“Look, Bucky, I can help you. But you have to tell me who you’re looking for, so I can help you protect her.” Steve offered. He knows that he can’t break Bucky out so he wants to help in other ways.

Bucky looked at Steve as if he knows that Steve shouldn’t do that. “No.” He firmly said. “You can’t protect her.” He followed.

Steve is in disbelief “you can’t either, you’re chained in a cell. I’m your best chance to protect this person, Buck. I’m capable of protecting a country, what more for a single person?” He said. Steve thinks that through this person, he can help Bucky clear his name. “Trust me, I’ll do everything to help you.”

“You don’t understand.” Bucky replied with a serious tone, leaving Steve puzzled.

“Then help me help you. We have to work together. You have to trust me.” Steve replied, getting impatient. “I don’t have much time, they’ll drag me outta here and your chances of ever protecting this person will be gone.” Looking at his watch and back to Bucky.

“I can’t. I’m the only one she trust. She won’t take lightly of you.” Bucky said with a low tone, eyes desperate. “You wanna help me? Then help me get out of here.”

Before Steve could reply, a soldier announced the arrival of the doctor. Bucky stared at Steve as steve left the room.

“Good day, mr. Barnes.” Another man walked inside. A doctor. “It’s my pleasure to be speaking with the infamous Winter Soldier.” Said the doctor with a familiar accent. So familiar that brought Bucky’s mind back to Hydra. Bucky stayed silent, not wanting to talk for interrogation. But before anyone could do anything, the power cuts leaving Bucky and the doctor alone to talk. “Let me introduce myself to you mr. Barnes. My name is Helmut Zemo. And I am your best chance of protecting your beloved Y/n.”

Bucky shifted his gaze towards Zemo with rage in his eyes. “who are you?” Zemo only smiled. “What did you do to her?” Bucky losing his patience, desperate to know about Y/n’s condition.

“Желание” Zemo started. Bucky was surprised with what he heard. “Ржавый” Another. Bucky flinched wanting to cover his ears. “Печь” and another.

“Stop!” Bucky pleaded.

“Рассвет”

“Please! I don’t wanna hurt anyone!” Bucky was starting to feel controlled.

“Семнадцать, Добросердечный, Девять, Возвращение на родину” Zemo continued, ignoring Bucky’s plead to stop.

Bucky now screaming and punching the bulletproof cell door “Один” until the door falls down with dark and soulless eyes he looked at Zemo straight as Zemo pronounced the last word. “Товарный вагон” Bucky or rather the Winter Soldier stared at the smiling Zemo in front of him.

Zemo walked towards the Winter soldier “Soldat.” He said.

“я готов отвечать” said the soldier. He was once again, the man he despised the most. The man who had no control of himself. The winter soldier.

“Attack all the soldiers and meet me in Siberia. If You wanna see your beloved” with Zemo’s command, SHIELD soldiers came busting in and attacking Bucky but with no chance of winning. Steve followed behind, seeing how ruthless Bucky had become. He knew this wasn’t Bucky but HYDRA’s Weapon.

Steve tried to fight but to no avail. He chased Bucky as Bucky had one goal, to make it to Siberia. But he doesn’t really know who Y/n is at this moment, he was merely following orders.

Eventually his luck ran out causing him to lose consciousness as Steve knocked him out. Him and Sam brought Bucky to a warehouse to hide him from SHIELD.

After a few hours, Bucky regained consciousness “Steve.” He muttered. Looking at his metal arm clamped to detain him.

“Which Bucky am I taking to?” Steve asked making sure if he was the real Bucky.

“Your mom’s name was Sarah, you used to wear newspaper in your shoes” Bucky said with a little laugh.

“You can’t read that in the museum” Steve said smiling at his best friend.

“And just like that we’re supposed to be cool?” Sam commented. They just smiled and laughed.

“Who was that guy Buck?” Steve asked about the doctor who talked to him. “What did he do to you? What happened back there?”

Bucky’s eyes became regretful “I should’ve known this would happened, all he had to do is say the goddamn words” Bucky replied not answering the questions.

“Who was he?” Steve asked again. “How does he know how to trigger you?”

Bucky looked at Steve and Sam. “All I know is his name is Zemo and he knows where Y/n is.” He said.

“Y/n?” Confused and curious Steve asked. “Bucky, who is this Y/n? Why is she so important?” Bucky was hesitant to tell Steve. He was silently looking at Steve’s eyes as if he was studying him, trying to see if he can trust Steve. “Buck?” Steve called.

Bucky couldn’t reveal y/n’s relevance to his life. How she could be either a hero or a threat to the country. Y/n was powerful, she held a lot of abilities that would make her unstoppable. Bucky knew her capabilities and that she’s not someone to be messed with.

Bucky looked at Steve and responded with “she’s what I call Home.” Steve was taken back with this response. He didn’t expect for Bucky to find someone who’s not afraid of him. “She’s my savior.” Steve could not believe the words coming out of his mouth. “And she needs me, I need to find her.” Pleading to be released.

Steve and Sam looking at each other asking with their eyes if they wanna believe him. “I understand that she’s important to you believe me I do. But Bucky, I need to know what he said to you when the power was out. What did he want?” Steve asked.

“He mentioned her. Siberia. He wants me to meet him there.” Bucky said with fear in his eyes, thinking of the worst scenarios that could happen with Y/n.

“Where in Siberia exactly?” Sam asked.

“HYDRA Facility” Bucky said, knowing his past with HYDRA, visions of the past came flooding in.

They all looked at each knowing that HYDRA could be bad news to them, to Bucky. “I have to see her” Bucky breaking the silence. Hesitant but for You he’d do everything.

Meanwhile in Siberia…

You gain consciousness with the least thing you remember was seeing Bucky running away from someone. You got scared so you hid but when you saw Bucky being captured you ran to him but never made it. You got dizzy, you look back and saw someone holding a pipe that was used to struck your head and you faint.

“Where.. where am I?” You ask. You see a man sitting across where you lie. Looking at you, with sad and tired eyes. “Who are you?” You see him stand up making his way to you but you stop him. “Don’t come near me please. I’m warning you.” You grow anxious. Scared. Not of the man but of yourself.

“My dear sister, my only and last family.” He said. You couldn’t understand what he was saying, you don’t have memories of your family, you grew up in a laboratory only recognizing one scientist who you considered your mother. You don’t have a memory of this man in front of you.

“You must be mistaken. I don’t know you.” You said. “And please stay away from me, you don’t wanna know what I’m capable of.” You added as he was trying to reach for you.

“I was playing in the forest, laughing with mom and dad as they were fixing the table for a little picnic.” You became confused with his sudden storytelling but you listened anyway. “We were having a joyful family time, your laughter filled the air, making everyone smile at the sight of your enthusiasm.” The man smiled reminiscing the past. “It was until soldiers came, shooting mom and dad. I took you in my arms and ran to hide. Your eyes were afraid as if telling me I should stay with you no matter what.” He stared at you for a while before continuing. “But you left me. You ran towards them, with this ability that I have never seen before. You took most of the soldiers down with one look and burned them.”

In disbelief, you were afraid that he knew your powers and how strong they were. “You knew?” You asked.

“Yes.” He replied. “When you defeated the soldiers, you came towards me but I became afraid of you. I stepped back not recognizing you as my sister.” Your eyes showed sadness. You were hurt because people became afraid of you. Reminded you of Bucky, who never showed fear in front of you. Who was always there to remind you that you are good.

“I’m sorry” you said with a low voice barely heard but enough for the man to understand.

“No, you shouldn’t be.” The man said. “I should’ve held you and thanked you for saving me. But I abandoned you. While I ran away, you looked defeated and moments later you were taken by the soldiers. After that I tried searching for you. I joined the army to gain intel but to no avail. I started to think that you were gone, that those soldiers had killed you too.” He followed. You were hurt to know that you were abandoned. You felt mad at this man but at the same time, you understood his fear. “I’m sorry, Y/n” he apologized trying to hold your hand. You let him do so. “But now, I have found you. We can make those people who killed our parents pay for what we’ve lost.” He exclaimed with anger.

“No, I don’t wanna hurt anyone.” You said. You grew anxious and pulled your hand from him. You thought to yourself that he is using you just like how you were used by HYDRA. “How can I be sure that you are my family?” You asked.

He sigh and doesn’t know what to say. He looks straight in your eyes as he introduced himself to you. “My name is Helmut Zemo, you are Y/n Zemo. You might have lost your memory but I can help you get them back. We make HYDRA pay and give you your memories back to you.” He said.

Y/n Zemo… you can’t believe this, but he knew your power, he knew your past. You have trust issues so it’s messing with your head. “James” he said. He saw your confused look with the sudden random name. “Bucky Barnes” there, it struck you, he knew Bucky.

“H-how?” You asked.

“He saved you. Didn’t he?” He said. You stared at him waiting for hin to continue. “When the Winter Soldier became my target of interest, I found out the you were living with him. The first time I saw you after losing you, you looked defeated and afraid. You hid behind Mr. Barnes whenever someone approaches you. They ran even before Bucky uttered a word.” You realized something. You passed your fear onto Bucky. People became afraid of him instead of you. “I am thankful for him that he would do anything to protect you.” He looked at his watch and at the door. “They’re on their way here. But I recon, they are having troubles with flying over to Siberia. So rather than him coming here, why don’t you come to him?” You assumed with Helmut’s words that they’re in trouble.

“Where is he?” You asked.

Back to Bucky at the airport

Two teams of Avengers were fighting each other. Bucky, fought through to see you but fate wasn’t letting him. He was struck down by the Black Panther with everyone on his team facing defeat. His eyes filled with sorrow, he said through his breath “I’m sorry, Y/n. I can’t make it back to you.” He looked at Steve one last time before closing his eyes ready to accept the punishment of Black Panther. As he was about to struck Bucky, he got kicked and flew miles away.

Bucky saw you, his eyes lightened with tears. “Y/n!” He called to you.

You carried Bucky away with your speed ability. No one saw you coming and no one saw you leave with Bucky. You took Bucky to the quinjet and you started powering up the vehicle but Bucky held you. You look at him. He’s looking at his friends on the ground. “We need to save them.” He told you.

“I don’t trust them Buck.” You said firmly.

“But you trust me. And I trust them.” You looked at him thinking of what to do. You trust Bucky but you’re afraid of what his friends will think of you. “Y/n. For me, please.” Bucky said.

“How can I say no to you.” You look at him and he smiles at you. You felt love with his gaze but you two were never a thing. You two saw each other as siblings.

He thanks you as you left to get the team while Bucky starts the quinjet.

Tony had Steve in his hands “where is he?” Tony asked Steve looking for Bucky. Steve is confused as to how Bucky disappeared. Everyone was confused looking around, looking for Bucky.

As tony was about to launch a punch at Steve he froze. He didn’t know what force was stopping him from moving until Steve looked behind Tony. You were detaining Tony, your left hand was closed into a fist to hold Tony’s position. “W-wha? Who? How?” Tony asked. You looked at him and Steve.

Steve looks at you with confusion and the others from Tony’s team started trying to attack you. With one look behind you they all froze as if time stopped but they are still conscious and hears your words.

“Are you Steve?” You asked. He nodded and as soon as you tried to carry him back to the quinjet you got struck by Rhodey making you lose grip of the team and throwing you far. “Big Mistake” you uttered as your eyes glowed white. This meant that you had no control over this power and this is what made you afraid of yourself, because you’re going to hurt people again.

With your right hand gesturing a push, Rhodey was thrown into space and moments later falling down without knowing what to do. Tony and Sam tried their best to catch him but they were too late. You brought Steve to the quinjet and as you were about to get the other members of the team Bucky stopped you. “Y/n” he looked into your glowing eyes saying that it wasn’t your fault. You regain yourself and saw what you have done to Rhodey.

“No.” You started crying. “No. No, oh my god what have I done? I’m a monster!” You said as you showed regret.

“No, You’re not. I know what it’s like to not have control over yourself. And it’s not your fault!” Bucky tried to calm you but you started breathing heavily. Bucky looked at Steve and said “Steve, let’s go. Let’s find that doctor.”

“What about them?” Steve pointing to the rest of the team.

“We’ll come back for them. I promise” Bucky said. His gaze went back to you as the quinjet started to leave.

Tony shot at Sam as he tried to apologize for what happened to Rhodey. Tony thought that Sam knew who you are. “T-Tony… I don’t know… who she is.” Sam trying his best to speak. “I.. don’t…” and he lost consciousness.

The rest of the team were put in a cell, branded as criminals. Rhodey was paralyzed with what happened to him which made Tony mad.

Tony went down to where Steve’s team is. “Who was she?” He asked. He wanted revenge. He wanted to kill her.

“You’re asking the wrong people. We don’t know her” Sam answered. “But I may have an idea.” Tony looked with a question in his face. Sam didn’t wanna disclose her connection with Bucky because he knows this will fire back to Steve. So he lied. “HYDRA” he said.

“HYDRA is dead.” Tony said. “And what made you think that she’s HYDRA? What? You know her or something?” He followed.

“I saw her mark. The same mark as the Winter soldier. But hers was different in color.” Sam explained. “I’m guessing it has something to do with how dangerous their projects are based on their colors.”

Tony, still mad at what happened to Rhodey, sighs. “So what? She’s also controlled by HYDRA? Is that what you’re saying?” Sam didn’t know what to say because he’s as clueless as Tony and the rest.

“We know one thing, the doctor in Bucky’s interrogation, is not a real doctor. He was the one who triggered Bucky’s form as the Winter Soldier.” Tony had an idea that Zemo wasn’t really the doctor. There were reports that Zemo killed the real doctor to take over Bucky. Tony was ready to take Steve’s side but he still wants to make you pay for what happened to his friend. He asked Sam where they were headed.

Sam saw in Tony’s eyes that he believes inSteve so he tells him that they’re on their way to Siberian HYDRA Facility.

With you, Steve and Bucky in the quinjet. You fell asleep while crying. Steve tapped Bucky to talk.

“You knew her abilities?” Steve asked.

Hesitant to answer, Bucky nodded. “She’s afraid of herself, and told me that I’m the only one she’s comfortable with.” He smiled. “I saved her without knowing how powerful she is. She told me I show no fear towards her and she’s never been happy to find someone who accepts her.”

“Sounds like you found yourself in her. Is that why she’s so important? Steve asked, smiling, teasing Bucky.

You woke up to their small laughter and listened to their conversation.

“No, no. We’re not like that.” Bucky explained. “She sees me as her brother who’s willing to protect her from anything.” When you heard that, you thought to yourself — no, you’re not like a brother to me Bucky, you’re more than that. But I can’t lose you if I confess and you don’t see me as more than a sister. “She reminded me of myself, yes. But the reason I kept begging you to let me see her is because I know what she’s capable of when she’s overwhelmed with fear.”

With that, you felt sad. That he’s only protecting you all this time, to keep you from harming others. Not because he cares for you. Until you heard his follow up.

“She thinks I saved her. But in reality, she saved me. As I said earlier she’s my Home, my savior. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost her.” Bucky looked at Steve with a long pause. “I love her. More than anything in this world. And seeing her hurt because of her fear, my world shatters.”

Steve understood how important your role is to Bucky. “You said you weren’t like that. I think you’re holding back, pal. Didn’t you say you love her? What’s keeping you from telling her?” Curious, you pretended to sleep and listen to Bucky’s answer.

“Because I don’t know if she feels the same. What if she doesn’t feel the same way as I do and the trust and comfort she has for me disappears? I’m scared I might lose her.” Bucky answered. You stood up without them noticing and started talking.

“Bucky…” the two men startled with your sudden call. Bucky stared at your eyes. “I have something to tell you.” You said. Bucky was scared that you’d leave her.

He followed you as Steve was flying the quinjet. “Bucky..” you called once more.

“Y/n… I…” he stuttered.

Before you could say anything Steve interrupted with urgency. HYDRA was aiming at their jet causing a malfunction to the vehicle. Bucky looked at you making sure that you’re not doing anything wrong. This is HYDRA. The ones who tortured you and held you captive. They deserve your wrath.

With those, you jumped out of the quinjet to take down HYDRA. you did it with ease and saved Bucky and Steve from crashing. You all landed in front of the facility, with Helmut welcoming you.

You’re still unsure if you could trust his words about being a family. Right now, your only Family is Bucky.

“What do you want Zemo?” Bucky asked with great distance.

He smiled and looked at you. You hid behind Bucky and He protects you. “No need to be afraid of me my dear sister.” Zemo assured.

“Sister?” Steve looked at you and Bucky. Bucky slowing losing grip of you turning to you.

“He’s your brother?” He asked you. You grew scared of Bucky’s tone. “He turned me to a monster I despised the most and you’re his sister?” Bucky stepped back.

“Bucky please. Let me explain.” Bucky tried to calm himself. Steve held his shoulder telling him to let you explain her side. “Buck, I di-“ you got cut off as you seemed to shut down and fell to the ground. There were soldiers behind you, HYDRA soldiers.

“Buck let’s go.” Steve pulled Bucky away. “C’mon” Bucky didn’t wanna leave you, he doesn’t wanna abandon you. He was running towards you when Zemo joined in to pull him away and run. Once again, Helmut abandoned her sister. With a familiar scene, he saw his sister get taken away by HYDRA, again. It pains him to leave her but this is the only way for them to not get captured and killed by HYDRA.

As the plane took off with you, Bucky punched Zemo. “What did you do! You left her there!” He was crying and felt helpless as he saw you get taken away.

Zemo knew he deserved that punch. “You weren’t as protective earlier when you found out that she was my blood. You abandoned her the moment you questioned her relationship to me.” Zemo said with a smug look. Bucky wanted to punch him again but Steve stopped him.

“Stop. We’ll find another way to find her.” Steve assured Bucky. He looked at Zemo as if making judgement. “Can we trust you?” Steve said.

“No, not really. But we all have the same agenda here, so working with me is the Best choice.” Zemo said. Bucky looked at Zemo with anger, remembering how Zemo turned him to the Winter Soldier. “Don’t worry my friend. Your trigger words are safe with me.” Steve stopped Bucky from trying to land another Punch on Zemo.

“So what’s your plan? You looked too calm when your sister got taken.” Steve asked Zemo. Bucky stayed silent but has the same question.

“A tracking device embedded in her skin. Undetectable by HYDRA’s technology.” Zemo took out a device showing your location “right now, we need a team.” Zemo looked at Steve.

“Yeah I know where to get one.” Steve said. They were about to leave but Tony arrived in his suit. They pointed guns towards him thinking he’s there to take them to jail.

“Woah! Chill!” Tony exclaimed. “I’m on your side. Well, for now.” Tony looks at Bucky “who is she? She HYDRA’s experiment?” He asked.

Bucky, lost in his thoughts, lost on who to trust. He just wants you back in his arms. He regrets abandoning you because of Zemo. “Metal arm? I asked you a question.” Tony asked again.

“She’s not” Zemo said. “She had it before HYDRA took her. She has no memory of me or our parents, they wiped her memory and embedded new ones.” Zemo explained, making Bucky regret more because he misjudged you. “They made her believe that they are her family and made her do things thinking she was doing the right thing.”

“She was controlled like Metal arm here, but she’s conscious with her actions?” Tony asked and Zemo nodded.

Zemo with a pained expression “she was only 4 when she was taken. They didn’t need to brainwash her because she’s still learning about the world. It was the perfect assassin, the perfect super soldier.” Zemo said.

Tony tried to understand your situation, but he still wants to punish you for what you’ve done to his friend. He pretends to want to save you so they all went back to the teams’ cell.

“They got you? Damn all that for nothin’” Sam exclaimed.

“No, he’s here to break you out.” Tony said.

Sam laughed “oh great. And what about you? We knock you out?” Sam said to Tony.

“Uh no Birdie. I am the diversion. Make sure you are out in 15 mins. I already explained the situation with Nat, she’ll meet you on the roof top with the others. I’ll follow behind.” Tony instructed the team as he made his way up.

The team went as planned and they saw Nat and the others. They got in the quinjet and took off. Moments later, they see Tony following behind in his suit.

“Anyone knows who that mystery girl who paralyzed Rhodes?” Nat asked. Bucky couldn’t speak. This was too much for him.

“Allow me to introduce myself.” Zemo said. “I am Helmut Zemo, the mystery girl’s flesh and blood.” Everyone looked confused looking at each other. “Anyway, y/n is in Madripoor. I now know exactly where.”

“And how is it that you know?” Bucky finally spoke.

“I was there before. I looked for my sister and this was one of their facilities.” Zemo explained. They went on their way to save you even though you’ve harmed them. Who knows what’s to come when they meet you for the second time, as your saviors.