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[kitkatd7]

Barely Begun

Summary: This is a continuation of my story What You Do To Me, I do recommend reading the first part for context, although you don't have to. This has been sitting in a notebook for 8 months, totally finished but I was lazy so here it is finally! I hope you enjoy ;)

Warnings: SMUT!! 18+. Slight dom/sub elements, fingering (fem receiving) implied oral (fem receiving) implied smut, dirty talk, banter, maybe cursing.

Dialogue prompt #5. "This is one fight you won't win." (Will be in bold)

A/N: This is for @xbuchananbarnes awesome writing challenge mix!!! I hope you like it and congratulations!! I'm sorry this was so incredibly late.

Word Count: 840

Part 1 || Masterlist

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You all but stumble into Loki’s room, lips and teeth battling for control of the kiss as Loki pushes you against the closed door.

"This is one fight you won't win," you feel Loki murmur against your throat; his warm lips making their way across the valley of your breasts as he pins you gently to the door, your wrists secured above your head by one of his large hands.

"I win either way," you breathe, reversing positions and leaning into his muscled frame tantalizingly, your lips a breath's width from his; so close you can smell the thin sheen of sweat that coats his skin from your workout and the warm, spicy scent of him that smells of cedar and honey sending a fresh wave of arousal through your simmering veins. You ghost your lips over the heated skin of his throat, nipping gently at the delicate layer as your hands work his trousers, glancing up in frustration when the stubborn leather refuses to budge.

An amused smirk accompanies his dark lust-filled eyes as his clothes disappear; leaving him bare while your still fully clothed. "Well, this hardly seems a fair fight," he says, a low rumble in his throat as your instantly left in your bra and panties.

"Since when do you play fair?" you retort, glancing down and sucking in a deep breath when your gaze lights on his length.

"I can assure you, darling, the amount of restraint I am showing now is most definitely not fair- but in your favor." His eyes glitter with a dark promise as one hand finds its way into your hair, the other resting at the nape of your neck as his gaze rakes over you possessively, sending a shiver over your sweat-glazed skin.

Shooting him a teasing smirk, you play with your still clothed breasts, an innocent, doe-eyed look in your eyes. "Perhaps you should play fair then."

His eyes follow your fingertips as they ghost over your hard nipples, his jaw clenching as a predatory growl leaves his lips. You gasp as your back reconnects with eh wall and your bra is ripped of your body and is replaced by Loki's large, heated hands.

Leaning closer he whispers, "Don't tempt me, pet." His lips travel down the hollow of your throat, sucking and biting the skin in such a way that your sure will leave marks. The thought pulls a soft moan from your lips, a chuckle escaping him. He soothes over the marks with his tongue before continuing down your collar bone and chest.

You tangle your fingers into his raven locks as his thigh slots between your legs and your soaked core clenches hopelessly. Tugging at his hair you elicit a heavenly, sinful moan from his lips.

"Loki," you beg.

"Already so desperate, pet," he tuts, "and I've barely begun," he says mockingly as one of his hands travels lower before teasing your clit through your panties, his lips sucking a nipple into his mouth harshly, drawing a soft cry from you as his other hand fondles your other breast gently.

Moaning, your hips stutter forward only for his fingers to withdraw; a desperate whine slipping through your lips as you look at him helplessly. He continues to tease your bundle of nerves softly, watching as you fall apart, your legs shaking as you shamelessly grind yourself against his well-muscled thigh.

In a moment your panties are gone and another pathetic noise escaping you as his cool digits come in direct contact with your heated core.

"Oh- oh my god. Loki, please." you gasp as his tongue soothes your aching nipples and he slips a finger into your dripping cunt; working you into a desperate, squirming mess.

"Please... what? Use your words, love. Let me hear you, pet. The sounds you make are delightful.”

"Please let me cum! Give me your cock, Loki. I need you," you all but sob, your confidence long forgotten as he draws you to the edge only to deny you.

Bringing his lips inches from yours he orders, "Look at me. I want to watch you come undone from the pleasure I give you." He inserts another finger, curling his long, slender digits to hit your g-spot as your eyes lock and your lips fall open in a silent cry of his name, your legs shaking as you come down from your high breathlessly.

He connects your lips in a slow, burning kiss as you cling to him, nearly spent. Removing his fingers gently, he lifts you into his arms as your legs wrap around his hips automatically. Loki deposits you onto his bed, hovering over you as his lips become more demanding.

Exhausted, your eyes begin to flutter shut even as you return his heated kiss until you feel his entire weight drop onto you, his fingers skimming your sides and hips as his lips travel your chest and further.

"I told you pet, I've barely begun to have my fill of you."

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[nekoannie-chan]

Not professional

Pairing: Brock Rumlow X Reader

Word count: 698 words.

Summary: It was your first interview as an Avengers’ member, maybe you said a secret from Brock that he didn't want anyone to know.

Warnings: Mentions of smut, nothing explicit, bad words.

A/N: This is my entry to the @xbuchananbarnes‘s Dani’s Awesome Writing Challenge Mix Vol. 1 with the prompt #3:

“Quit smiling, you idiot. You’re supposed to be a professional”

Also my entry to the @barnesandco‘s Ayesha’s 1k+ Writing Challenge! With the dialogue prompt #19:

“__. I swear to God, if you do that again, I’ll feed you to Tony’s stupid robot”.

In this fic Brock is not HYDRA, he is also part of the Avengers.

My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistake please let me know and I will correct it.

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You enjoyed watching Brock train with each other, in the end being part of the Avengers wasn't so bad, not to say that he had been the one who convinced you to join them. 

“Y/N!” Brock called you. 

"What?"

”This is the fifth time I've called you, okay?” 

"Yeah, I was just distracted.” 

"I've noticed," Brock replied while he rolled his eyes. “I was asking you if you're not going to train too.” 

"I prefer to see you or... another kind of ‘training’," you said approaching him to kiss him. 

"Don't forget that this afternoon we have an interview... am I interrupting something? Steve asked, entering the gym. 

"No Cap, that's just what I was reminding Brock," you responded by showing a smile.

Brock winced and went to the locker room to change. 

"Nervous about your first TV interview?” Steve questioned you. 

"A little bit. Do you do this very often? I mean being interviewed.” 

"At least about six times a year, Tony says it's for the team to have public relations and promote us.” 

"What kind of questions do you ask?” 

"Sometimes personal questions, sometimes about what you think of the other members, as it's your first interview they'll ask you too many questions, I'm sure they'll also be interested in your relationship with Brock.” 

"I can already imagine the headlines tomorrow: Crossbones has a relationship," Brock said, going back into the gym after changing his clothes.

"I'll be the star of the interview this time and honey, you'll move on to the background.” 

"My fans are going to get sad," Brock joked with a smile. 

"Well I wouldn't like that, so we broke up," you replied as seriously as you could, you didn't want him to realize you were joking too. 

"I was joking, forgive me," he approached you, putting on a scolded puppy face. 

"I was joking too, fool.”

 You looked yourself at the mirror for the last time, they had just told you that in five minutes the interview would begin, you had never been to a TV studio before, let alone appeared on television.  

The questions had been simple and some even funny, it was just like Steve had told you. 

"Well Y/N, it's been a very nice night, I'd like to thank you for agreeing to interview you, now the last question, your relationship with our dear Crossbones has been part of the headlines in recent weeks, but we don't know much about it, what's their relationship like?” the television host questioned. 

"Well, Brock may look like a tough guy, but he's very sweet, he even has a stuffed German shepherd dog, he says it's the same as he was when he was a kid," you responded nervously.

"Really? That's very sweet.” 

“Y/N...” 

You could tell how Brock's face had turned completely red and he was making a great effort not to show his anger, but you had to take revenge before you left the Compound you realized that he had eaten the cake you had baked for the next day, especially for Wanda’s birthday. 

"Brock," you called him when you came off the set. 

He turned and made his way to you.

 “Quit smiling, you idiot. You’re supposed to be a professional”

"I was, I could have said something worse, and you weren't supposed to have eaten Wanda's birthday cake," you counterattacked. 

The next day the interview appeared on all the newscasts both televised and written, not to say that it had caused a stir on social media, Brock furiously turned off the TV in the room after hearing what his fans were saying about it. 

"Come on, Brock, I could be the president of your official fan club, they loved your stuffed animal, they're even posting drawings about it on Instagram," you showed her your cell phone.

“Y/N, I swear to God, if you do that again, I’ll feed you to Tony’s stupid robot”.

"Brock, we know your life would be very boring without me, you can't deny that you love me, don't be angry, today is Wanda's birthday, at night I'll give you anything you want," you replied as you winked at him, he shook his head and laughed. 

[scentedsongrebel]

Waiting for light (1/3)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female! Reader

Summary: After a mission gone wrong, Bucky finds himself living in his worst nightmare.

Warnings: Cursing maybe?, sexual references but no actual smut, Violence, memory loss, gun use, incorrect medical terms (maybe), angst, so much angst, Mentions of faith and god (no talks of religion), please tell me if I miss any...

Word Count: ~7k

A/N: So this is my entry for @xbuchananbarnes ‘s Dani’s Awesome Writing Challenge Mix Vol. 1, #danisawesomewcmix. Congratulations on your milestone, you totally deserve it! My prompt was 7.“I’m gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy”. 

This would be a 2 part series because it got too long and I had to split it. I’m so sorry for the heavy angst in this one but this story was in my mind for a while and it fit perfectly in my prompt.

Also sorry if it gets too dramatic. I live for the Drama!

This story is not edited yet.

The sun shines with the remnants of a hectic day as it prepares for its slumber. Right in the path that is eliminated with the last specks of light, a Man drags a Woman.

One arm around her neck keeping her close, the other holding a gun to her head. He slowly moves back, dragging her with him until they reach a point where there was no going further.

The Avengers surround them from all sides, weapons raised and warnings screamed. The Man seems to not care as he presses the revolver harder into your head, eliciting a groan of pain from your lips.

Your legs hurt from the bone you're sure you've broken and blood runs down different wounds, locations of which are unknown.

"You gonna kill me" he smiles devilishly "I'm gonna take your girl with me"

An increase in the pressure around your neck causing you to see black spots.

"Listen Castle" Steve moves in closer "We can work through this just let her go"

"Work through this huh Captain?" Castle spits blood on the ground "I know how this gonna work, I leave her, you kill me"

"No you leave her and we let you live" Tony raises his hand, the mask of his iron man suit opening up.

"I would consider that option of course Stark but what is life really" The guy muses then laughs menacingly "I serve Hydra, my purpose is Hydra and what better way do die than by serving Hydra"

"I can name so many better ways" Tony tries to move forward but a warning glare and pressure of the gun against your head is warning enough to stop him

Castle shakes his head, a wicked smile staying on his lips "Taking the Soldat's girl with me, punishing him for everything he did to Hydra after his betrayal, seems like the best way to go and because I love to increase the pain, you got any last words sweetheart?"

You cringe at the use of the name only Bucky is allowed to call you as you try to pull away the last time before looking the love of your life directly in the eyes.

"Bucky" you whisper, eyes shining with tears you use everything in you to hold back. He tries to reach out to you, tries to say something but the only sound coming out of his petrified mouth his a whisper of your name, so faint you may have missed it if you weren't so acquainted with every movement of his lips.

"Bucky listen" you whisper as a drop of tear rolls down your eye "You have to move on, take care of my babies please."

"Y/n"

"Nat, you take care of my girl and boys. Help him move on, move forward, use your Nat skills to force him into dating again"

Natasha shakes her head, her gun raised at the perpetrator. They all stand hopeless, you are at the end of the cliff, one shot, one wrong move and its over for you. Her eyes give you an answer but you still smile. Assuring her through it that you want her to do that for you. You know she will come around someday.

"And at least I’m gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy”

And you can see how that one line affects everyone of your friends, your family. For 10 years you've said this exact line before every mission. As a little stress buster, a hammer on the ice that embraces the entire atmosphere in its cold clutches before every single mission. Because no matter how easy a mission, a fear of this being the last one for someone pertains.

The idiots, your idiots you are gonna die surrounded by would be Steve, Natasha, Tony and your Bucky. Maybe if there were more there was a chance for you but you know at this point it isn't. These are the last moments and you wanna make sure they know you were yourself when you leave.

"Bucky take care of m yourself and my babies please"

"No Y/n you are not-"

"That's ENOUGH" the guy screams in your ear readying his gun and Bucky reacts on instinct. It was now or never. Pulling out his gun and shooting directly at the Man's face, another one at his hand, making sure to miss you.

The man falls back off the cliff, taking with and Bucky lets out an ear piercing scream.

"Y/N" be runs to follow you down the cliff before being harshly grabbed by Natasha and Steve. He is sobbing, openly now like the rest of them are before a gush of wind shoots out through and up flies a figure from the end of the cliff.

His wings flap a last time before Sam lands down on the ground. An unconscious figure in his arms.

You.

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The loud voice rings through the open air as many people cringe and nonchalantly try to cover their ears so as not to offend the source of the noise.

You sit on Bucky's lap, between his legs on the front most table (a little away from the stage thank god!) because he insisted that now he is legally certified to keep you as close to him as he wants.

Steve tried to remind him that is not what marriage means.

Bucky tried to remind him he was an irritating punk.

A loud screech reaches your ears and Bucky buries his face in the back of your neck trying to muffle the sound.

"Why would you put me through this" he whispers in your ears from behind.

"Shhh" you turn your head to the side a little to talk to him "He was so excited to do this performance. What was I supposed to do? Tell him no?"

"That's what any sensible bride would have would. You are ruining our wedding"

You roll your eyes and turn more in his lap to get a better view of his face

"Our wedding is perfect. No one can ruin it"

Bucky shakes his head, smiling and taking your kips in a soft kiss which is broken up when Sam plays a very high note and Bucky has to take a wincing break.

"You know, I hate the let anyone do anything they want for our wedding rule"

"But Honey" you say turning back to look at the happy Sam trying and horribly failing at playing the bagpipe "It makes them so happy. They are all excited for us and I wanted them to be able to take part in this however they like"

Bucky groans and turns you to face him again as nuzzles into your neck.

"You are gonna be the death of me Mrs. Barnes" he places a soft kiss on your jaw

You let out a soft laugh just as the instrumental noises get louder and now people have started covering their ears, leaving behind any thoughts of discretion.

"I love you" you say, moving your arms around his neck.

"I love you too" he says and then gives you a kiss on the lips and then whispers in your ear "And I can't wait to get you away from here and all to myself"

You laugh at that whispering a me too in his ear before turning back as Sam reaches his ending verse.

When the performance is over, the round of applause is so loud, you are sure people on the streets can hear it despite the fact that you stand on the roof of a very tall building.

Bucky even gives a standing ovation and you know all this is because the thing is over. You just shake your head as Tony is whistling

 in excitement and Clint is popping champagne in celebration. God these guys were so extra sometimes.

Just as the applause dies down Sam beams at his audience, not really understanding the reason of the clapping.

Just as Sam comes down the stage and Bucky thinks he can celebrate the end of his ear being tortured. There is a new person getting on stage.

Steve smiles at the audience as he plugs in his electric guitar that he has been taking lessons for. Bucky's eyes widen and for a moment he thinks maybe it will be fine but then Steve hits the first note, singing too this time and he gets back down on the chair, pulling you to his lap again.

You give him a small guilty smile "Its not that bad"

Bucky sighs

"Your gonna be the death of me Mrs. Barnes"

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Bucky sat at the fluffy chair Steve had bought for him saying if he's gonna spend all his free time here the least he can do is keep him comfortable and back pain free. Bucky is not sure he can even have back pain.

He leans forward, holding your hand close to his heart as he speaks "and then she asked me If plants need rain and sun to grow, and rainbows are made of light and water, are rainbows plant food?"

He laughs as he tells you that, looking over at your bed laid body for a sign to want to say something back. When you stay still he sighs and continues "What did I say you ask? I just nodded and agreed with her" a deep laugh "I mean what else am I supposed to even say right? God Y/n our little girl is getting so smart with age-"

"Definitely taking after and mother than"

Bucky swiftly turns around, taking up a protective stance in front of you as he turns to look at the intruder.

"Geez chill Barnes. Its just me" she raises her hands, then crosses them before leaning on the door frame sideways for support.

"What have I said about sneaking up on me" Bucky asks with a sigh, sitting down again

"Not to do it or you may end up killing me" she says nonchalantly

"Yet you don't stop"

"Yet you don't kill me"

Bucky just shakes his head, taking hold of your hand and placing a soft kiss on you knuckles.

"How is she?" Natasha asks from behind him

"Like she is everyday" he says plainly

She just nods her head, staying quiet for a while before moving forward and taking a seat herself on the other side of your bed

"Buvk we need to-"

"No"

"James listen we need to-"

"Don't you dare say it Natalia" he growls at her, eyes holding so much anger any other person would have ran for their lives. But Natasha was not any other person maybe that is why she was the one here for this talk

"Well Steve is too concerned about you to say it, Sam is too emotional, others don't have the courage to do it which means I have to be the one to say it"

He glares at her which she returns with concerned eyes. They stay there looking at each other for a while before Nat sighs and starts

"We have to decide if she would have wanted this"

"I have to decide and my decision is made"

"James its been 6 months"

"They said there was brain activity" Bucky screams at her

"They also said that she may always be in vegetative state. Do you really think Y/n would want that?"

At the mention of your name he quickly turns to look at you. His beautiful girl, his wife, lying of the bed, lifeless. Your hand is connected to an IV and a ventilator provides air to your body. Your head bald and bandaged after surgery and a feeding tube going in your nose. Your eyes are closed and Bucky had to close his too because its getting too much. He turns back to Natasha.

"I don't care what she would have wanted"

"James-"

"No don't James me Natalia. You won't understand. I will not let my kids grow up without their mother"

"A mother who may never wake up"

And that is enough for Bucky as he suddenly gets up from his chair pushing it back causing it to fall down with a loud BHOM!. He turns to Natasha, eyes blaxing with her anger he moves closer to her.

Natasha takes a step back, scared for her well being for the first time since she entered the room. He comes closer until he is just inches from her and looks down at her figure

"What do you want me to do huh? Kill her" he growls "Add the love of my life to the list?"

"James" Nat can feel the tears form in her own eyes as a single drop falls down Bucky's. She knew this conversation was going to be hard. It was hell for her to even think about the mere possibility of having to pull the plug on you but in times like these someone had to be a voice of reason, to hold everyone together.

"Natalia" he whispers through more tears "I can't tell my Matilda and Nixon I didn't fight for their mother when they grow up and ask about her. I can't let go until the doctors tell me there is no chance for her to wake up. Not the she may never. I want the she will never before I even think about it ok? Because if I have to, I am okay, completely happy to live with this hope, to be able to hold her hand and smell her scent, to listen to her heartbeat. So please let me have this for a while before I think of other things and if you or anyone has a problem with this then tell me and I will take my wife and kids and get away from your lives".

Nat just shakes her head as a sob escapes her lips and she moves forward, engulfing Bucky in a hug as she lets out cries. He stays still for a second before hugging her back, letting out his own silent sobs.

"She will be okay" He says pulling away from Nat and looking at you "I know she will"

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All the avengers look up at the door when someone barges in. Nat's shoulders are slumped and her usually stiff posture is crumpled as she takes a seat at the table of the conference.

Tony moves to ask her something but she is faster to speak

"I can't do it" she sighs shaking her head. Her eyes bloodshot and the only indication of her previously crying state. "I thought I was ready but I'm not"

"None of us are ready" Steve moves to place his hand on hers "We just need to talk about this as a possibility so as if one day-" he stops to take a deep breath "if one day, if we have to we are prepared to be their for Buck and the kids"

"Bucky also needs to think about this possibility" Pepper points out shaking her head "We need to say this to him no matter how much it hurts because its not just him, he would have to hold it together for the twins"

"I hate this" Sam grumbles looking at his hands on the table in front of him

"We all do birdbrain" Tony sighs from his place looking around at the dejected faces of his team mates, friends and family minus two "Well all hate this with a passion"

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The birds were chirping in welcome to the early morning sun while Bucky was looking at your sleeping form.

There were very few days that would start this way. Usually you both were not early birds in any chance and tried to stay in bed as long as you can before yoh needed to get off and get to work.

Bucky lets the soothing rhythm of your steady heartbeat calm his mind as he closes his eyes in bliss. He loved these mornings with you. Even if you two would move away sometime during the night, by the mornings you just found your way back into his arms.

He listens to the steady dhap dhap fhap dhap before something catches his ears and he swiftly opens his eyes.

Moving to get a clear sound and yes he can hear it. He carefully moves your hands away from his waist as he starts to move away ignoring from whining groan.

He moves the blanket covering your naked body and moves his hand over your stomach before bending and placing his ear on it.

And his heart skips a beat as he hears it. Loud and clear. He hears it.

"Bucky" you groan as you move to sit up, leaning against the headboard "What happened"

Bucky ignores you as he moves to place his ear against your stomach again and yup its still there.

His eyes fill up with tears he can't control and he looks up at you wifh those shining blue eyes.

"Hey baby what's wrong" You try to move closer to him, moving your hands to his cheeks

Bucky shakes his head, trying to process, trying to let out words but all he can do is give you a soft smile as a tear rolls down his eye.

"I hear heartbeat" he says slowly

Your eyebrows knit together and a frown makes home on your face "Umm. Yeah I know you can hear my heartbeat. It stopped being creepy long ago"

"No" Bucky shakes his head, trying to pull himself together, to control the sea of emotions going through him right now

"I-I-I hear a-a heartbeat" he says slowly, smiling at you and pointing at your stomach

You look at him in confusion for a while, clearly early mornings are not good for you and now he is gonna make sure you get as much sleep as you want. A moment before understanding draws on your face and you move your hand to cover your mouth

You look at your husband with wide eyes and he nods his head through the tears and suddenly you let a little happy sob

"I'm pregnant?" You look at him questioningly

Bucky nods his head excitedly "There is a heartbeat right here" he points at your stomach "faint but it there".

You try to move your head towards your stomach, to have a listen yourself but failing of course before looking at Bucky again

"And and you are okay with this?" You ask slowly

"Could not be more happy doll" he whispers moving closer and taking your lips in his "you have given me everything I never thought I could have"

You smile at him before pulling away "Wait" you say holding up a finger to stop him from kissing you again "We can't celebrate until we are sure"

"I am sure doll" he moves a string of your hair that was falling on your face behind your ear.

"No no" you laugh trying to speak as he keeps kissing you again and again "We need a doctor confirmation"

"Whatever you want" he says as he lays you down on his bed and starts his expedition of your body

"Just be ready to be pampered a whole lot more now my love"

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"And this one" his little girl moves another piece of drawing in front of him as he scans through all the drawings previously laid in front of him. Pictures of what he could only guess are of the four of you together. His family in stick figures. One of all the Avengers and their kids. One of him and his metal arm, one of the black widow with her symbol besides her, captain america with his sheild, the falcon flying in the sky, the iron man and so many other drawings that would be nothing but ugly for someone outside these four walls. But within, these were masterpieces that were all gonna be pinned at the pin board you had specially bought to pin these drawings to when the fridge doors were full.

"Wow these are all so pretty sweetie" he says with adoration "it seems like they were made by an artist"

She laughs at that moving another piece of art near his face and he feels his heart stop "This one is Mom"

She says brightly looking at his face for another compliment. He looks the drawing over, a woman with her hair pulled up because you never understood how girls like Nat didn't get irritated by the hair constantly falling on their faces. The stick figure rendition is a little weird but the little Mom besides the figure makes him smile.

"This one is the best" he gives her the biggest smile she can nodding his head

"It is isn't it" she says taking hold of the picture and waving it up and down "that's because its of mom"

Bucky fakes a look of shock, looking at the picture again "oh yeah that's why it looks so good. Because your mom makes everything she is a part of beautiful doesn't she"

Matilda nods her head vigorously before giving the picture back to her father "So can we put it up on the board"

He nods his head "All of these belong on the board. These are all brilliant. You're gonna be a little artist like your Uncle Stevie aren't you?"

She nods her head following him as he moves to pin the pictures on the board "Yes and Uncle Steve said he would buy me that big water color set for my birthday"

"Uncle Steve loves to spoil you doesn't he" Bucky mutters, moving to pin every single picture on the board. His eyes fall on every other picture previously attached to the board you had made sure covered an entire wall of the kids' playroom so there was always room for their art. There were works of both the kids from school and some they made at home themselves. You had always taken pride in everything your children created and never let anything be put anywhere except for this board.

Just as he attaches the last piece of drawing on the board a thought pops in his head

"Hey you didn't draw a picture of your brother?" Bucky asks curiously looking down at her "You always draw one of him too"

She frowns at the mention of her twin and looks down at her shoes

"I don't like Nixon". She mutters angrily

"Well of course you don't like him he's your brother, you love him" Bucky teases, bending down to reach her level

Her face scrunches at his comment and she shakes her head in disgust

"No, I don't love him, I hate him"

Bucky shakes his head "What does mom say about that word?"

"That we should not hate anyone" she mutters still looking down "but-but Nixon just makes me so angry"

Bucky can't help but smile at that, his kids just can't seem to go a day without fighting it seems

"And what happened this this?"

"I showed him the picture of mom I drew" she starts to say looking at Bucky with shining eyes "And when I said I will show it to her when she wakes up, he said she won't wake up"

Bucky feels his heart stop at her words and he freezes on the spot. 'How did- What did he-' . A million thoughts run down his mind. He had worked so hard to keep his kids happy and feel everything was alright. He had made sure they don't have to bear the burden of the harsh situation. He had made sure they don't have to worry about this exact possibility then how did he find out? Who the hell told his little boy things they didn't deserve to tell him.

Anger shoots through his veins which he tries to control as he looks at Matilda with a smile, trying to mask his real emotions like every time

"What?" He shakes his head "That's not true"

Matilda nods at him and moves her arms around his neck and he takes her in his arms

"I said that but he said he heard doctors talking about her in the medical area"

Bucky had made sure their were no talks about your condition in front of his kids. He made sure there was no doctor near the room when he brought his kids over for visits with their mother and kept and eye and his ears alert to make sure they don't hear anything they don't need to.

Then who the hell was this doctor that told this to his son. Bucky felt rage again only calmed by the crying daughter in his arms. Someone was gonna loose their job for making his daughter cry like this.

He rubs his hands on her back, trying to keep himself together for her sake and muttering soothing words of its fine, mom's fine in her ears.

He talks to her, reassures her of her mom's well being for atleast 10 mins before the 'when will she even wake up' and 'I miss her's' quieten down she starts to fall asleep in his arms, tired from an entire hectic day of school, drawing and crying.

He hates that his children have to go through this. He hates that his bad luck, the beef that the old ladies of faith have with him is affecting his wife and kids like this. Hates how he tells his kids he would protect them from anything yet not being able to protect them from this heartbreak.

He picks Matilda up and moves to her room - separate from her twin's because you and Bucky could not deal with more fights of which color would the walls be and what bed would belong to which child-

He tucks his little girl in her bed, kissing her forehead and wishing her goodnight before switching off the main light and turning on the night light.

He looks at his daughter one last time before sighing and leaving the room.

He needs to have a talk with a little man.

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"Will you stop pouting like that" you say from your place on the bed

"I don't like this" he says with a frown

"Well you don't have to" you give him a small smile "What do you want me to do? Not get the life saving operation"

"Well I need you to take care of yourself" he moves forward in his chair to hold your hand

"Then what would you do?" A cheeky smile. Bucky is not amused

"This is not a joke Y/n" he says seriously "Its not just you anymore, what would I say to the kids if something happened to you. You can't be so reckless during missions"

You sigh moving to make space on your hospital bed so he can lie besides you. When you pat the bed, gesturing for him to join you in he seems hesitant before he sighs and gets on the bed with you, moving his arm to place it around your shoulder

"I'm so sorry James" you say moving closer to him and resting your head on his chest "You know how long we were hunting Castle for. He was the last one of those after our kids, I couldn’t have let him get away and if I hadn’t had been injured, you know there was no chance he could have pulled something like that”

Bucky sighs nodding his head "Now we can be free, maybe I can finally retire"

Your hand that was rubbing circles on his chest stops its motion and you move away to get a clear view of his face. He gives you a small smile before he pecks your lips

"I've been thinking about it, about being a stay at home dad" he says "I am tired of fighting. I am done with this business. Maybe I was for a long time but I never knew how to stop and now I do. I wanna take care of my kids and wait for my wife to come home from saving the world"

"Bucky" you whisper moving your palm to rest on his cheek

"I know you love the fight and I don't want you to stop but for myself I just want to be a house husband. I have enough money from the government to not be short on money. And well with my beautiful hard working bread earning wife, I would never have to work"

You laugh at that, resting your head back on his chest and smiling

"I like that idea, if that is what you want"

"I do, more than anything doll"

There is a knock on the door and you both look up to see the nurse "We have to start the pre-ops" she says giving you both a sad smile "I'll be back in a minute"

The fear that Bucky thought had melted away returns as he moves to get up from your bed

"James"

"I'm okay" he looks at his feet as he sits down and starts wearing his shoes, avoiding eye contact

"Hey look at me" he shakes his head "I will rip off my IV if you don't"

This makes him quickly look up "Don't you dare"

"Good now that you can see me" you say moving a little in your bed to get comfortable before gesturing for him to give you his hand which he does "Whenever your mind takes you to dark places just pray"

Bucky rolls his eyes "You know I don't believe in all that"

You nod your head "And I am not telling you to, just I don't know who you do it to maybe the sun, the moon, to someone you lost, god, anyone, just pray"

"And everything will get better?" asks sarcastically

You shake your head "It will give you hope to hold onto"

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Hope he was holding onto like his life depended on it which it did. Head trauma they said. Surgical complications leading to a coma. The hit that you got on the head by the rock protruding out of the mountain before Sam got you was more severe than any of them thought.

The doctors said the labs don't always show the exact situation until they are in the Operating Room and so you never woke up from the surgery.

There was significant brain activity that they could say maybe you would wake up but not enough to tell when that maybe would come or if it ever would. Bucky was ready to wait as long as it took.

He knocks on the door twice before a little come in is sounded from the inside and he pushes the door open.

His son sits with his own drawings, using the water colors Steve had bought for both of the kids to share which did not end well and Steve had to buy two new ones. Having gotten a very important lesson in raising twins. Always get two of everything.

Nixon keeps his head in his drawing as he dips his paint brush in the black color paint.

"What you got there" Bucky asks as he sits down in front of his son. With both his kids as tiny artists, he had learned to respect their dedication to their works.

"I'm painting" Nixon nods his head, still not looking at Bucky "I know you are here to scold me"

"Hey" Bucky calls out to his son who does not look up from his painting, having abandoned coloring on the paper "Hey honey look at me"

Nixon shakes his head before his eyes fill up with tears. Bucky moves the paints and painting from between them and moves to take his son in his arms.

Whoever did this. Which ever irresponsible person told all this to his son, whoever did this to his baby has another thing coming for them.

"Hey its okay hey buddy" Bucky rubs soothing circles on his son's back, trying to calm him down. This was the second time today he finds himself in this position and the hopelessness he feels is beyond anything. He couldn't lie to his children, couldn't look them in the eyes and say something even he was not sure about. So reassurances it was. Words he told himself every night.

His children needed you. Just like he did.

After what seems like a while of just his son crying and Bucky trying to hold it together, Nixon pulls away, muttering through his sobs.

"I wanted to tell Mom about my new friend Tyler and show her the star Miss Huffman gave me and and-"

Another sob and Bucky pulls his son into another embrace,

"Its okay"

But Nixon pulls back again, going on

"So I went to see her when you went to the store and Aunty Wanda thought I was sleeping and I went to mom's room in medical and when I was hiding the people there were telling each other that she may not wake up"

Bucky shakes his head, moving both his hands to cup his son's cheeks as he looks up at the ceiling for a minute. Hold it together Barnes. You can't let him see you cry and scare him more.

"Hey Buddy?" Bucky whispers after a moment, wiping away his son's cheeks of any and all tears. Nixon just nods his head, sniffling his nose.

"You know Mom and I never lie to you" a nod "So I will tell you the truth, okay?"

Nixon nods his head again "okay"

"Mom is sick" Bucky starts moving to sit both himself and his son on the bed and pulling the covers over themselves "She got hurt on the head. You know how we always tell you to wear a helmet or take care of your head when playing?"

Nixon nods his head "Yeah"

"That is because when we get hurt on the head, it takes a lot of time to get better"

The boy sniffles his nose and Bucky pulls out his handkerchief from his pocket, giving it to him

"So Mom got hit in the head"

"Yes, while fighting the bad guy, her head was hurt and so she will take a little longer to wake up"

"But they said-"

"Its the doctor's job to say that" Bucky tries to come up with a convincing reason "That is because they don't know how strong your Mom is now do they"

Nixon shakes his head at that "She is very strong"

"That she is and that is why she would wake up"

"But when?"

Bucky sighs at that. A question he asks himself every single day. If only he had an answer.

"I don't know" his son frowns at that and Bucky pulls him close "But do you know who does?"

Nixon looks at him questioningly

"God" Bucky shakes his head. His memories taking him to you "When you don't know what else to do, just pray. To anyone you want to, just pray"

"And Mom would get okay?" Nixon asks excitedly

Bucky shakes his head smiling "You would have some kind of hope to hold on to"

"Huh" the little boy mutters, clearly not understanding anything Bucky says.

"Nothing, come on its your bed time. How about I stay right here with you tonight"

Nixon nods his head excitedly and moves to make space for Bucky to lie down with him. He starts to talk about his day and telling him things he wishes to tell his Mom when she wakes up. Bucky hears patiently to every word the little boy says before falling asleep in his father's arms.

Bucky looks at his sleeping form, moving away the hair strings falling on his forehead and sighs.

He needed to be more clear with both the kids about things. Because as much as he wants it to, he can't control everything they may find out and its best if they hear it from him.

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"Sergeant Barnes, Captain Rogers requests your presence in the Medical Wing"

Bucky jerks awake from his bed as F.R.I.D.A.Y 's voice announces through his bed room walls.

"Y/n" he whispers before hastily putting on a shirt and running out the room.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y can you please ask Wanda to come to my house to look after the kids please" Bucky says as he hastily puts his shoes on and opens the main door of his apartment in the Avengers compound.

"No need I'm here" Wanda says as she stands on the other end of the door

"Wanda what-"

She shakes her head "I don't know its just, I got a message from Nat to look after the kids"

Bucky nods his head, his heart beating wildly in his chest "They are asleep in their rooms, Thank you so much"

She puts her hand on his shoulder in reassurance. Bucky looks at her and she nods her head, he nods back before running out his apartment and towards the medical wing.

By the time he reaches the medical wing, he is completely out of breath and wheezing. All his thoughts focused on one thing. He prays to whoever he can that its not something bad.

Steve is standing outside your room and when he sees Bucky coming his way he tries to stop him

"Buck-" Bucky is having none of that as he tries to push Steve away and get inside

"Steve what is it" Bucky growls angrily "Let me go see my wife"

"Bucky listen" Steve says shaking his head and putting his arms on Bucky's shoulder to hold him back "Before you go in you need to listen to me-"

But before Steve can say anything any further Bucky's eyes move through the open door of your hospital room and your form sitting on the hospital bed, looking at Natasha as she says something.

Bucky feels his heart stop as tears of joumy start to fill his eyes. This was the moment. She was awake and even though he feels a tinge of sadness in his heart that he was not the first person you met after waking up, he feels elated beyond belief that you were there is front of his eyes awake and responding.

Steve words reach deaf ears as Buvky pushes him away and runs into your room before Steve could stop him.

You look away from Natasha and towards him and Bucky can feel his heart stopping.

You were awake. This is real.

There is a recognition in your eyes and before he can think anything, Bucky finds himself running towards you and taking you in a bone crushing hug. You seem to have stiffen, not responding to the hug initially before you move your hands towards his shoulders and push him away with as much force as you can master.

He looks up at you completely confused before you look at him too, holding eye contact for a moment, before your eyes seem to go distant. After what seems like minutes of silence and staring, you let out and ear piercing causing the occupants of the room to over their ears, everyone except Bucky who is frozen in place.

"Natalia" you turn to Nat, pointing frantically at Bucky"he is the one who tried to kill me, that man is the one who shot me"

"Wha-" before Bucky can say anything, Steve pulls him away from you and out of the room, Bucky does not give much of a fight as his eyes stay fixed on the door that your nurse closed after Steve pulled him out.

"That is what I was trying to tell you Buck" Steve says sadly running his hand through his hair "We think she has something called Partial Amnesia, she does not remember us, she only remembers her past, only remembers Nat as Natalia"

Bucky feels tears roll down his eyes freely as he looks at Steve hopelessly

"And she remembers little bits and pieces of things" Steve says sadly "She remembers you shooting at her not at the person behind her"

"She thinks I tried to kill her" Bucky says before he completely breaks down and loses his balance as Steve runs to catch him.

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I'm so sorry but I just realized, I didn't specify the kids' age. They are twins and are 6 years old.

PART 2  Coming Soon....

[nekoannie-chan]

No profesional

Pareja: Brock Rumlow X Lectora

Palabras: 1915 palabras

Sinopsis: Era tu primer entrevista como miembro de los Vengadores, quizás dijiste un secreto de Brock que él no quería que nadie supiera.

Advertencias: Menciones de Smut, nada explícito.

N/A: Este One-shot es mi entrada para Dani’s Awesome Writing Challenge Mix Vol. 1 con la frase #3:

“Deja de sonreír, idiota. Se supone que eres profesional”

Y también mi entrada para Ayesha’s 1k+ Writing Challenge! con el diálogo #19:

“__. Juro por Dios, si haces eso de nuevo, alimentaré contigo el estúpido robot de Tony”.

No doy ningún permiso para que mis fics sean publicados en otra plataforma o idioma (yo traduzco mi propio trabajo) o el uso de mis gráficos (mis separadores de texto también están incluidos), los cuales hice exclusivamente para mis fics, por favor respeta mi trabajo y no lo robes. Aquí en la plataforma hay personas que hacen separadores de texto para que cualquiera los pueda usar, los míos no son públicos, por favor busca los de dichas personas. La única excepción serían los regalos que he hecho ya que ahora pertenecen a alguien más. Si encuentras alguno de mis trabajos en una plataforma diferente y no es alguna de mis cuentas, por favor avísame. Los reblogs y comentarios están bien.

DISCLAIMER: Los personajes de Marvel no me pertenecen (desafortunadamente), exceptuando por los personajes originales y la historia.

Otros lugares donde publico: Wattpad, Ao3, ffnet.

Si te gusto por favor vota, comenta y rebloguea.

Tags: @sinceimetyou @black23​

Disfrutabas ver a Brock entrenar con los demás, a final de cuentas ser parte de los Vengadores no era tan malo, sin contar que él había sido quien te convenció de unirte a ellos.

— ¡T/N! —te llamó Brock.

— ¿Qué pasó?

—Es la quinta vez que te hablo, ¿estás bien?

—Sí, sólo estaba distraída.

—Ya me di cuenta —contestó Brock poniendo los ojos en blanco—. Te estaba preguntando si no vas a entrenar también.

—Prefiero verte a ti u…otro tipo de “entrenamiento” —dijiste acercándote a él para besarlo.

—No olviden que esta tarde tenemos una entrevista… ¿interrumpo algo? —preguntó Steve entrando al gimnasio.

—No Cap, justo eso le estaba recordando a Brock —respondiste mostrando una sonrisa.

Brock hizo una mueca y se fue a los vestidores para cambiarse.

— ¿nerviosa por tu primer entrevista en televisión? —te cuestionó Steve.

—Un poco. ¿Hacen esto muy seguido? Me refiero a dar entrevistas.

—Al menos unas seis veces al año, Tony dice que es para que el equipo tenga relaciones públicas y promocionarnos.

— ¿Qué clase de preguntas hacen?

—A veces son personales, otras sobre lo que piensas de los otros miembros, como es tu primera entrevista te harán demasiadas preguntas, estoy seguro que también estarán interesados en tu relación con Brock.

—Ya me imagino los titulares de las noticias mañana: Crossbones tiene una relación —dijo Brock entrando de nuevo al gimnasio con otra ropa.

—Yo seré la estrella de la entrevista esta ocasión y cariño, tú pasaras a segundo plano.

—Mis admiradoras se van a poner tristes —bromeó Brock con una sonrisa.

—Bueno no me gustaría eso, entonces terminamos —respondiste lo más seria que pudiste, no querías que se diera cuenta que también estabas bromeando.

—Era broma, perdóname —se acercó a ti poniendo cara de perrito regañado.

—También bromeaba, tonto.

 Miraste tu reflejo por última vez, acababan de avisarte que en cinco minutos empezaría la entrevista, nunca antes habías estado en un estudio de televisión y mucho menos aparecido en la televisión.

Las preguntas habían sido sencillas y algunas inclusive graciosas, era tal y como te había contado Steve.

—Bueno T/N, ha sido una noche muy agradable, quisiera agradecerte por haber aceptado que te entrevistáramos, ahora la última pregunta, tu relación con nuestro querido Crossbones ha sido parte de los titulares en las últimas semanas, pero realmente no sabemos mucho al respecto, ¿cómo es su relación? —cuestionó la conductora.

—Pues Brock puede parecer un chico rudo, pero en realidad es muy tierno, incluso tiene un peluche de un perro pastor alemán, dice que es igual al que tenía de niño —respondiste nerviosa.

— ¿En serio? Eso es lindo.

—T/N…

Pudiste notar como el rostro de Brock se había puesto completamente rojo y estaba haciendo un gran esfuerzo para no mostrar su enojo, pero tenías que vengarte, antes de que salieran de la base te diste cuenta que él se había comido el pastel que habías horneado para el día siguiente especialmente para Wanda por su cumpleaños.

—Brock —lo llamaste cuando salieron del set.

Él volteó y camino hacia ti.

—Deja de sonreír, idiota. Se supone que eres profesional.

—Lo fui, podría haber dicho algo peor y se suponía que tú no te deberías de haber comido el pastel de cumpleaños de Wanda —contraatacaste.

Al día siguiente las declaraciones aparecieron en todos los noticieros tanto televisados como escritos, sin contar que había causado un gran revuelo en redes sociales, Brock apagó furioso el televisor de la sala después de escuchar lo que sus fans decían al respecto.

—Vamos Brock, podría ser la presidenta de tu club oficial de fans, ellas amaron tu peluche, mira incluso están publicando dibujos al respecto en Instagram —le mostraste tu celular.

—T/N. Juro por Dios, si haces eso de nuevo, alimentaré contigo el estúpido robot de Tony.

—Brock, sabemos que tu vida sería muy aburrida sin mí, no puedes negar que me amas, no sigas enojado, hoy es el cumpleaños de Wanda, en la noche te daré lo que quieras —respondiste mientras le guiñabas un ojo, él negó con la cabeza y se rio.

[scentedsongrebel]

Waiting for Light (Mini Series)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Fem! Reader

Summary: After a mission gone wrong, Bucky finds himself living in his worst nightmare.

Written for:  Dani’s Awesome Writing Challenge Mix Vol. 1, #danisawesomewcmix.

Prompt:  “I’m gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy”.

Warnings: With each chapter 

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

[scentedsongrebel]

MASTERLIST

❤- Fluff

💣- Angst

🌹- Complete

🙈- WIP

Marvel

Steve Rogers × Reader:

ONE SHOTS:

Mission: Get Cap the girl  💓🌹

(Chapters : 1/1)  (Complete)

They may be master assassins, ex-soldiers, super heroes and spies but               matchmakers they were not.

Midnight Missing 💓🌹

(Chapters: 1/1) (Complete)

When you start leaving the room around midnight only to come back in the mornings Steve starts to become suspicious and who better to help him than the worst spies in history.

What happens in Vegas 💣💓🌹

(Chapters 1/1) (Complete)

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas right? Wrong. And someone really should have told you that. 

Written for:   #Kaytees1000FollowerChallenge.

Promts: 

“Kiss me again but like you mean it this time” 

“Never trust a man whose smile steals the breath right out of your lungs”

SERIES:

Mystery Masterlist 💣💓🙈

(Chapters: 2/?) (Work in Progress)

Mystery- Something that is difficult or impossible to explain or understand.

She was a mystery. A vigilante with an unknown purpose they said. A criminal others called her. Now it is upto the Avengers to chase a lead that leaves no traces of its existence behind.

He is a man out of his time. A stranger in a sea of acquaintances trying to find a familiar face. Enter a sweet snarky nurse and Steve finds himself a home. But that is all isn’t it? 

A series of one shots detailing a peculiar love story.

Broken Pieces 💓🌹

(Chapters: 3/3) (Complete)

After fighting in the war against Nazis, defeating off alien invasions, defending the world from Hydra’s evil plans and countless other things. Steve will still not be shocked if his children are the ones that get him killed.

In which a broken piece of furniture forces Steve to embark on a secret mission.

Desi Girl

Steve Rogers × Desi! Reader. ❤��

Series of one shots.

Bucky Barnes x Reader:

Waiting for Light 💣💣💓🙈

(Chapters: 1/3) (Work in Progress)

After a mission gone wrong, Bucky finds himself living in his worst nightmare.

Written for:  Dani’s Awesome Writing Challenge Mix Vol. 1, #danisawesomewcmix.

Prompt:  “I’m gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy”.

Decisions 💣💣❤🌹

(Chapters 2/2) (Complete)

Modern AU

"Don't you understand?" He screams, running his hands through his hair in anger "I love you, I freaking love only you"

A single tear falls down your eye as you shake your head

"Sometimes you need to make sacrifices for your love"

"What you are asking of me makes me sacrifice my love"

A sudden unexpected loss compels you make a decision that stands to ruin everything to built with Bucky.

Written for:  #challenge500ann

Prompt:  “What is wrong with you two? That’s not friendship”.

 CHASE MASTERLIST (Series) 💣💓🙈

(Chapters: 2/?) (Hiatus)

“Mr. ‘B’ world renounced thief, they call him an artist you see.” He laughs, one devoid of humor and pushes his hair off his forehead as he brings his hand in front of his face, all his fingers touch his thumb to make the ‘fox’ shape from them.

“The beauty with which he crafts his muse. Every robbery a new piece of art. Every stroke careful and planned. Every scheme drawn with precision. He takes pride in his master pieces”.He shakes his head, his lips setting in a firm line.

“For me, well he is just a pity thief. And who better to know a thief than one herself”

Written for:  #2kBollywood writing challenge

Prompt: Dhoom 2 (Bollywood Movie)

Harry Potter

Marauders Era:

- Same old drama _💓🌹

(Chapters:1/1) (Complete)

Just a one-shot where Marlene Mckinnon is greeted with a peculiar scene when she visits the common room. 

-A Normal Day 💓🌹

(Chapters:1/1) (Complete)

“Oh! God, Potter I have been declining your requests on going out with you ever since I can remember and now suddenly you think I wrote you a love letter?” Just an ordinary day in the life of one Remus John Lupin.

Remus Lupin × Nymphadora Tonks:

- Confessions 💓💣💣🌹

(Chapters: 1/1) (Complete)

Just a one-shot about the first time Tonks confessed her feelings to Remus. Inspired purely by the segment Remus Lupin on Pottermore.