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deliciousangelfestival · 1 year

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Nero Rose || Mob!Steve Rogers

Character: Mob!Steve Rogers x Detective!Reader

Warning: None

Words Count: 1,539

Summary: She has bad blood towards the famous gangster leader called Steve Rogers. With his influences, he sent her to the outskirts city. Then one day, you received a called that said Steve Rogers wanted to talk to you. When you come back and meet him again, something terrible happens.

This is the story of the enemy-to-lovers.

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A crowded street, sounds of car horns, smell of piss. All the little things made you miss New York.

It's been 8 months since you left the city. It wasn't your choice to be exact. You left because the head of the police demoted you from detective to traffic police.

You want to protest but it's impossible since your opponent is the powerful mob in the city.

Steve Rogers is the king of the mafia. His power in business, politics and network in the underworld made him unbeatable. No one can bring him down.

Until you did.

You found the drugs and weapons that connected to Rogers. You got him good. And the media and citizens also support you.

But you have no support when it comes to law and politics. The almighty Steve Rogers has given money to the judge and governor that could give them a third family. He also paid the best lawyer.

In the end, he only spent 3 nights in jail and went home. While you got sent to the outskirts city. You hate your boss and everyone. It took a while for you to accept the new life you have.

When you started to let it go, you suddenly got a call from the chief of police.

-Flashback Start-

He said, "Steve Rogers got stabbed."

You don't understand what's the point he told you this "Cheers for me. You want me to attend his funeral? I will wear white."

"He's still alive."

You scoffed "Too bad."

"He's a victim but he doesn't want to talk. He said that he only wants to talk to you."

-Flashback End-

That's why you return to New York. You want to see the look on his face, being pale and weak after getting hurt.

But before that, you're going to buy flowers. A gift for sick patients. You picked a perfect one for him. At the flower shop, you pointed at one flower. "I want that one."

The shop employee is an elderly woman. Her name is Sienna. You've known her since you were a kid. She's a joyful and funny grandma.

Sienna raised her eyebrows and looked at the flower you chose. She picked the flowers one by one. "That's an odd choice to visit a sick person. It means 'You're dead to me.'"

You smirked "Is that what it means? Even better."

You gave her the money after you received the flower bucket. "You're the best Sienna. I'll see you tomorrow."

She gave a warm smile "Bye, Y/N ."

You arrived at the hospital and immediately saw one of his trusted right hands. Bucky Barnes. He's standing outside while smoking.

He put out his cigarette when he saw you "Detective Y/N."

You rolled your eyes "Fuck off. Where is he?"

Bucky scoffed and brought you to the VIP room. Before he opened the door, you could hear people talking, and laughing from inside the room.

When the door got open, and you walked inside, everyone turned silent and looked at you. All of them are wearing black suits.

8 months without seeing any mafia made you forget that you just entered enemy territory.

You gathered any courage that you had and walked towards the patient. You expect Steve to be pale, weak, and lying motionless on his bed since he got stabbed.

But your expectations betrayed you. In front of you, Steve Rogers is sitting like a boss with a half robe opened that shows his torsos tattoos. His hair even got combed to the back. He doesn't look sick.

"Aww, you bring me a gift. Thank you detective Y/N."

There it is. He always finds a way to make you angry. He knew you're not a detective anymore. You hate to admit it, even though he's a jerk, gangster, and narcissist. His face and his body are your type.

Many fish in the sea but why do you have to like a man like him?

You clicked your tongue and then gave the flower to him "I ordered this for your funeral to be honest."

"Thank you doll." He handed the flower to his subordinate. "Did you buy this from the Sienna flower shop?"

"How did you know?"

"From the wrapping paper, the ribbon. I'm her loyal customer." He winked at you.

Well, that's something you learned from him. Perhaps he bought flowers for his girlfriend.

You cleared your throat then grabbed a note and pencil from the pocket of your leather jacket.

"So what kind of person would dare to stab the gangster leader? That culprit must be crazy or a serial killer."

Suddenly the room turned quiet. Everyone is looking at you, including Steve.

"You're right. Not even my rival dared to pick a fight with me. I could feel it. It's not them."

You crossed your arms "Why did you ask me to come here?"

"Since you left the city is not safe anymore. See? I got hurt. And, perhaps I missed the time we spent together."

You gritted your teeth. Geez, his words could make anyone misunderstood. The moment you spend with him is at the court or police station.

The police station became an event. Paparazzi is always there, the media, he even invites a private chef to bring his lunch and dinner.

When you interrogate him, he always has wine beside him. It's impossible to make him stop since he got the best lawyer Matt Murdock. The famous lawyer who defends crooked people and always wins.

You should've known that you have lost.

"Enough with the jokes. What do you want?"

"I'm offering you a chance to come back. I want you to investigate my case."

"Why?"

Steve tilted his head a bit "Because… I don't know. Maybe because I like playing with you."

You raised your voice "So you made me fly 4 hours to come here just for this?!!!"

Steve nodded.

Oh, how he loves to see you being mad. That's his plan from the beginning. He still holds the grudge for you to make him stay in jail for three nights.

-Flashback Start-

Steve was furious for sure when he got the letter from the court. He is the mobster leader in the city. How come a newcomer detective like you has the guts to put him to jail?

The audacity of ungrateful people. What's the point of bribing the police every month? They should've put a good leash on their member.

Every second and every minute all he can think about is what he should do with you if both of you meet. Quick death or slow death.

But he thinks of another plan when he finally meets you face to face. You're a new sheriff in the town. He wonders what kind of brilliant mind you have that made you able to catch him.

When you interrogated him, you were fierce and fearless. Even the chief of the police told you to calm down but you wouldn't listen.

Since that moment you got him interested.

-Flashback End-

You suddenly stood up and sighed "If I had my gun, you would be bleeding right now."

"Is that a threat detective? Because I'm scared."

Bucky shook his head by looking at both of you. He turned his head to watch the TV. He widened his eyes when he saw the headline news.

He turned up the volume "Steve, you should see this."

Both of you stopped arguing and looked at the TV.

"Breaking news. Another stabbed victim at the well known flower shop called Sienna Flower's. The victim is a 77 years old female. Witnesses said the victim was closing the shop when she got stabbed. The paramedics informed us that the victim got stabbed on the chest and lost her life on the way to the hospital."

You gasped. "Sienna." You couldn't believe it. You just left the shop for an hour and something terrible happened. You lost your old friend.

On your left, Steve only sees red. He clenched his fist. Sienna is a sweet old lady. His mother always went there and he always bought flowers from that shop for his mother.

What kind of heartless person wants to hurt a kind person like Sienna? He will chase the culprit until the end of the earth.

"Boys."

"YES BOSS!!!"

"Gather everyone to check on that area. Everyone gathered all the information. I will kill that person by myself."

All his subordinates left the room after they got the order.

After they left, Steve tried to stand up from his bed "Urgh."

When he touches his left waist, you finally see his wound. It's still bleeding.

"Are you crazy? You can't move yet."

You're right. The stabbed wound was deep. If the painkiller runs out, this wound will be painful. The doctor told Steve that couldn't move his body freely for a week. And he doesn't want to get another stitch.

Suddenly he got an idea.

Steve leaned his body towards you and whispered in your ear, "Detective do you want to work together to catch who killed Sienna?"

You looked at his eyes. It never crossed your mind to work together with gangster leaders like Steve Rogers. But with his mafia connections, you could catch the culprits quicker.

"Heck yeah."

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cable-knit-sweater · 2 years

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Maybe, baby, I’m just losing my mind

A moodboard by cable-knit-sweater

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Rating: T

Created for: @buckybarnesbingo card B101 | Square: U1 - Accidental Marriage

Tags: Vegas wedding, bratty Bucky Barnes, lawyer Steve Rogers, accidental marriage, divorce, sorta enemies to lovers, getting together, humor, happy ending

Summary:

Steve isn’t sure why he took this case, even as a favor to a friend. The guy - a kid, really - looks like he has the funds to find his own lawyers. His parents probably have some high powered attorneys at their beck and call that could get him out of the mess he’s found himself in. Getting drunk and getting married in Vegas. Figures. Steve doesn’t judge his clients, usually. This time, maybe he’s judging.

Okay, fine, he’s judging a lot. Quietly though, like the professional he is.

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Bucky could probably act a little more like he wants to be here, but he can’t help it. He’s always hated it when people judge him before getting to know him. He has enough experience with it to know when that’s happening. He can see the badly hidden disgust on the lawyer’s face. Matt said his friend would be more than willing to help Bucky out, but right now, that kinda seems unlikely.

And fine, maybe Bucky was stupid, and he certainly doesn’t want his parents to find out, so this is probably still his best option, even if the lawyer looks at him like Bucky’s dirt on his shoe. As long as he gets Bucky out of this mess, he’ll handle whatever the lawyer throws his way. Doesn’t mean he’s gonna make it easy on him though.

edit: this is an upcoming fic, please don’t use the idea without asking first.

#maya does a thing #maya tries to write #bbb2022 #stucky #stucky au #moodboard #this will be a fic one day #I promise lol

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mthofferings · 1 year

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Will create works that contain: AUs of all sorts, identity based fics like engineer, artist, musician, circus performer, civil rights lawyer, whatever. Fluff with a bit (or a lot) of angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, enemies-to-lovers, and they were roommates, there was only one bed, kidfic, smut, comic book style action and adventure

Will not create works that contain: Historical fiction that needs to be accurate, unhappy ending, dark!characters, daddy kink, a/b/o, HTP, most kinks (ok with smut, just don’t tend to be good at writing kink focused smut), strictly adheres to canon (I'm ok with canon elements, but not good at painstaking accuracy to canon) I am not interested in writing abuse or toxic relationships or underage pairings. Threesomes and polyamory are not preferred as part of the main storyline.

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Auction ID: 1082

Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers - Any Universe Valkyrie-centric - Any Universe Kate Bishop & Lucky - Any Universe Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop - Any Universe Yelena Belova-centric - Any Universe

Work Description: I am offering a fic of around 5-10,000 words. I expect to have that fic done in the first half of 2024 barring any unexpected crises. It may grow into something enormous, because my fics often do, and I will factor word count into final bidding amount (higher bid likely = longer story). Most of my work is AU and tends to have a character driven romance arc with some smutty scenes, I am open to canon and canon-adjacent as well as an element of action adventure, fantasy or science fiction. My favorite is Stucky, but happy to hear different ships as long as I feel like I can capture that character’s voice and that I can imagine the pairing happy and healthy (if only for a one night stand). I value diversity and am happy to answer questions prior to bidding about any identity, pairing, disability, etc.

Ratings: Gen, Teen, Mature, Explicit

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Will create works for the following relationships: Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers - Any Universe Valkyrie-centric - Any Universe Steve Rogers-centric - Any Universe Kate Bishop-centric - Any Universe Avengers fandom any gen - Any Universe

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darksxder · 1 year

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mcu masterlist

bucky barnes

- hating your roommate and academic rival wasn’t difficult, especially with his lack of care for the rule of no noise after 10pm

- after becoming an american icon in the marines, you’re recruited to take up the shield of captain america

hydra hero | mini series | heavy angst & fluff | allies to friends to lovers |

- once a brainwashed pawn for hydra, you’re now just someone who went to therapy in the same building as bucky barnes

druig / makarri

- with the rise of deviants, new eternals must be made, but the process of choosing the best candidate proves deadly, as no price is too high for immortality

bookshelf building is a gateway to sex | series | smut, fluff & angst| roommates to lovers |

- you had a rule to never fuck your roommate, but druig made enforcing that rule difficult

eddie brock / venom

- eddie took everything from you and in an effort of revenge you aim to take away his freedom, but instead steal his symbiote from him

helmut zemo

the expendables | series | angst, fluff & smut | enemies to lovers to betrayal, repeat |

- zemo was not afraid of anything but you, as he horribly betrayed you years ago

sins and sugar | series | fluff & angst | chef!au |

- you’re a quiet but renowned chef, so you aren’t terribly surprised when helmut zemo asks you to travel to paris with him for a new restaurant opening

natasha romanoff

the sharps | one-shot | angst, no comfort | lovers to enemies |

- there was nothing natasha romanoff was better at than hating you, even when she was but a child learning how to kill

dire diner( for @belle82devart )| one-shot| tooth rotting fluff | strangers to lovers |

- natasha liked the hiding spot that your diner proved to be, and she loved how easy it was to fluster you

peter parker

good 4 u | one-shot | fluff | friends to lovers |

- once befriending peter parker you start getting stalked by a red spider

steve rogers

to miss you, is to live | one-shot | angst & fluff | happy ending |

- your lover reminisces on memories of you, even as his life fades away

baby, i know the law | mini-series | angst & fluff | haters to lovers |

- an accomplished young lawyer usually doesn’t end up with public enemy #1 steve rogers (captain america) at their door, but you certainly did

stucky (bucky x steve x reader)

- you led a small group of women called ‘the badgers’, that tore down germans left and right, successfully stealing information from the howling commandos

tony stark

embellishment ( for @belle82devart ) | one-shot | fluff & angst| rivals to lovers |

- you were simply ‘the help’, to Tony stark, but you were loved for your work as the avengers fashion designer, and you aim to prove just exactly why to tony

wanda maximoff

- losing you in the final battle against thanos was simply too much, and if wanda had to destroy the world to bring you back, she would not hesitate to do so

yondu udonta

pleasure barge | one-shot | smut & fluff | friends to enemies to lovers|

- you’re brought on his ship for pleasure, but instead staged a mutiny that impressed yondu much more than it probably should have

#ally's masterlist #ally's mcu masterlist #darsxder #navigation #wip

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jbucb · 1 year

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Fanfic request rules

Ask about a Fandom!

Characters I am partial to!

Joel, Sarah, Maria and Tommy Miller ,Ellie Williams, Abby Anderson!

(Includes:Jesse, Dina, Maria, Owen, Mel, Manny and more)

(Very happy to write non reader for this ,just characters as well)

Lee Bodecker, James(Bucky) Barnes, Mickey Henry, Frank, Carter Baizen, Nick Fowler, Jefferson Hatter.. scratch that... ANY SEBASTIAN STAN CHARACTER

Billy hargrove... that's it just him

Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff,Bruce banner

Capt. Syverson, Geralt of rivia (in game as well) ,Sherlock Holmes, August walker.

Dean and Sam Winchester, Castiel,

I write for charactersXreader I'm not opposed to doing WLW&MLM, but I am most comfortable with MLW

Tropes I love

DBF BFD, Age-Gap, Professer, Dilf

Secret relationship, Fake Dating, Enemies to lovers

BBF, Single parent, friends to lovers,

roommates to lovers.

I do enjoy AUs Very much !! Especially

Modern, pre-war-post-war, Mafia, actor, doctor,

College, Socialite, Vetran, Lawyer ,Cop, and Rockstar, Farmer, Equestrian.

I will not write for!

DDLG, STEP-relationships, Explicit

INCEST, FORCED PREGNANCY, CNS

(not excluding but will not write in heavy detail)

SA OR COCSA

I will write smut but not often as I do not prefer to write it .

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 1 year

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You're my Honey ain't cha

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/0ZagEwJ

by CelticCross

Bucky Barnes is a hotshot developer who specialises in buying up land for practically nothing and developing towns and housing estates. His latest project involves buying up vast swathes of farming land in buttfuck Indiana, as Sam laughingly calls it, only Steve Rogers of Rogers Honey Farm, isn't selling. The farm belonged to his ma and Steve ain't going anywhere.

When multiple contract lawyers are sent packing with their tails between their legs, and in Clint Barton's case a recipe for a honey cake, Bucky has to decide exactly what he's going to do. He needs that farm in order for the project to be completed.

When he finds out who Steve really is, he has no option but to go and visit the farm himself.

Words: 2090, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Darcy Lewis, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, Dodger

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Angst, unrequited love masquerading as anger...serious anger

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/0ZagEwJ

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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peachyposy · 2 years

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lawyer!bucky x defence attorney!reader blurb

a/n: yall lawyer bucky does things to me… sorry no sexy times yet but whatevs! also, i know ZILTCH about the legal system so SORRY IF THIS ISNT ACCURATE. p.s. tumblrs spacing SUCKS so i am so sorry about that!

pairing: lawyer!bucky x da!reader

warnings: objectification?, sexual themes, no sex but its referenced, enemies to lovers BABY (eventually hehe this is just a set up to see if you dig it)

all mistakes are my own, lemme know if there’s something i need to fix!

banner by: @maysdigitalarts (thank you love! the banner is so pretty!!)

gif not mine! i know its steve not bucky, but use your iMAGiNAtiON :DD

Bucky had this in the bag…

Sure, his client was annoying as fuck, and, in Bucky’s personal opinion, completely and utterly in the wrong in the court case, but Bucky had it in the bag. And when he slam dunked his way to victory, he was promised an even bigger bag in the client’s gratitude. This case was the easiest money he would ever make.

The morals behind the case were pushed to the side completely- suing was the adult way of ratting someone out to the teacher, and when that person you rat out is innocent, that’s even more pathetic. If Bucky was still a law student- still bright eyed and had some kind of faith in the world, he would have kicked the potential client to the curb and contacted the accused, ready to defend him in court. However, Bucky wasn’t a child anymore. Working for the law had a funny way of breaking down your morals, ironically. The just and true psychological crime-fighting he dreamed of doing in school had slowly been warped by a collection of bad jobs, small pays and unfair court rulings that slowly chipped away at any lust he had for the truth.

It was just a fact: Bucky didn’t care anymore. He just liked the power. And the money. And winning…

He especially liked winning…

The morning of the hearing, he was 100% confident he would walk out pockets swollen, so he treated himself to an early cigarette outside before the trial began at 8:30am sharp. He stood in the icy fresh air in his thick wool coat, and scarf which covered his clean suit and tie, back resting against the brick wall of the side of the building, one thousand dollar shiny Italian leather boot crossed over another, as he took a drag of the Camel. He let the sweet nicotine sit in his lungs for a bit before blowing out the smoke, checking his Rolex for the time.

8:20am. He had ten minutes to kill. Hearing the distinct yet clean click of a car door opening, he looked back up to find a woman stepping out of a small green Mini Electric car. She walked around the car to the opposite door and opened it, pulling out a brown leather briefcase along with a large yet manageable stack of manilla files. She set them on top of her car before reaching in again (Bucky will admit, his eyes did wander down a bit as she leaned in). She pulled out a keep cup before closing the car door, locking it, arranging the items in her hands so that they sat comfortably, before walking past him to the front of the building, soon out of his sight, but the door opening and clicking shut indicated her entrance. She was cute- her hair was up in a loose yet clean ponytail (which Bucky only knew the name of due to the fact that he too had styled his hair in a similar fashion many a times when he still had long hair), her brows furrowed in concentration. Her ass wasn’t half bad either- he could tell even under the baggy business pants, which fit around her hips with a belt well enough that she could get away with them being a size or two bigger than her while still looking professional. She was some sort of assistant, or maybe a witness, he was sure of it. Women dressed like that with faces like that were always there for just a taste of the legal system, never there permanently.

And Bucky…

He smirked at the plan building in his head as he snubbed out the cigarette and flicked it away. He uncrossed his legs and pushed off of the wall, stuck his hands in his pockets and walked back into the courthouse. He would wink at her, let her know his eyes are lingering, maybe even pretend he was interested in what she was saying if she was an especially hard catch- and with these few moves, he would secure himself the crescendo…

Yeah… He was gonna fuck her…

Bucky entered the courtroom as others murmured last minute ideas to one another. He scanned the room meticulously until he found who he was looking for- the girl, standing on the opposite side of the courthouse, talking to a man in a suit- tall, blond hair and around his age. This was probably her boss, and also the defence attorney. He stared at her, waiting for her to notice so he could begin the game, but his thoughts were interrupted.

“Where the hell have you been Bucky?! I thought you bailed on me!”

Bucky let out an exasperated sigh and peeled his eyes away from his future bang. His attempt to steer clear from his client until the actual trial began was for naught- Allen was a jittery man and needed consolation at every other moment. It was pathetic.

He glanced over to Allen before unpacking his briefcase- he couldn’t even give the man boy more than a second of his recognition. Thank fuck this was an easy case.

The judge walked in and everyone rose. Bucky kept his hands together in front of him. The judge sat before the bailiff asked all to be seated. Bucky cracked the joint in his neck, fixed his suit and sat.

Here we go…

What the fuck…

What the actual fuck just happened in there.

The fact that she was the DA was surprising enough- but then the way she completely wiped the floor and won over the jury. Fuck, she even walked all the way across to offer a handshake to him in good sportsmanship.

“Y/n L/n” she introduced.

Bucky didn’t say anything- didn’t even take her hand. He was pissed. He was livid.

She didn’t let the unconventional lack of response bother her- she simply retracted her hand and, with an air of smugness in her tone, gave a “Well, nice to beat- sorry, meet you today.” She 100% meant for that fumble. She smiled, turned and walked off to the blondie, who Bucky found was her assistant, not the other way around, her heels clicking as she did.

Fucking hell.

Bucky had never been more pissed off in his life…

And so turned on…

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes enemies to lovers #bucky barnes fanfiction #lawyer!bucky x da!reader #lawyer!bucky x reader #enemies to lovers #lawyer!bucky enemies to lovers #lawyer!bucky

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jadedvibes · 3 years

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Barrister Beau's

Summary: You and Bucky were rivals all throughout law school, but over time you became best friends and fell for each other. A miscommunication leads you to think Bucky is not interested in you so you stay friends. Bucky finally admits the truth when he sees you with another man. [Modern AU]

Pairing: lawyer!Bucky x lawyer!reader & lawyer!Thor x lawyer!reader

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, vague mentions of smut, super sad bucky, fwb situation, idiots in love stuck in an elevator, lil jealous bucky, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, fluff.

Word Count: 4.3k

A/N: This fic took on a life of its own so get ready for a monster mash of tropes. I flipped the trope of readers seeing Bucky with another woman because I think the reader deserves to be pined over instead. Please lmk what you think, as a new writer your interaction means so much! 🖤

Bucky had a secret. He dealt with a lot of secrets given the nature of his job — but this one felt like the biggest at the moment. James Buchanan Barnes was ridiculously and irrevocably in love with you.

It didn’t happen overnight, in fact it took quite a while, but one day he woke up and realized that you constantly occupied a space in his head and his heart. Not a day could go by without thoughts of you. You were at the forefront of his mind at all times and he knew that was wrong.

He knew it was wrong because you belonged to someone else now.

Bucky met you five years ago on the first day of law school. You were placed in the same section and that meant that you saw one other every single day in each of your classes. At the time neither of you even considered dating as an option, let alone saw one another as anything other than classmates. The only thing that 1L managed to do was pit the two of you against each other. Every class, every extracurricular activity, and every clerkship opportunity was a competition and that continued all the way through 3L. Who can score the highest in Prof. Banner’s class? Who can dominate the other in moot court? Who can spend their summer clerking for the more reputable law firm? Your rivalry was continuous and unfaltering.

Law school was a rough ride and both of you strapped in for those three years with severe tunnel vision towards your goals. That’s how the two of you ended up at the law firm of Stark & Odinson, one of the most prestigious firms in the world. All that competition made you both strive to be the best possible and in the end it was worth it.

When you and Bucky started at the firm two years ago you decided to form a truce. You acknowledged that the irritating rivalry helped you get your dream job. He conceded and told you that he knew he wouldn’t be where he was if it were not for your headstrong opposition.

The need for competition no longer existed once you joined Stark & Odinson because now the two of you were playing for the same team. Years of arguing against one another made you both excellent at making your cases. As a pair together you obliterated the firm's adversaries and made a name for yourselves as the top junior associates.

Not long after starting at the firm Bucky started to see you in another light. He always knew you were brilliant, that was an obvious given. He also knew that you were beautiful, but there was no time to even consider that when he needed to stay focused to reach his goals. However, the longer he spent working alongside you, the more he realized what was always in front of him.

You were everything he wished for in a life partner. Your brains, your beauty, your ambition, and your fire were qualities he envisioned his future wife would have. In fact, he told himself he wouldn’t get married unless he met someone as determined as him. You were there all along, but he was never in the right mindset to see it.

You worked long hours together preparing for whatever the senior associates needed, but given the vast size of the international firm you two were not the only junior associates. The law was a male-dominated field and you were one of the only women to earn her spot at the firm two years ago. This meant a lot of the young associates had their eyes on you. Bucky did his best to ward them away — telling them about how intense and hardworking you were. He also mentioned how dating wasn’t a priority for you and how you valued your independence.

He wasn’t really sure if the last part was true, but he knew you were a lot like him and in the time that he knew you there had never been any mention of dating or a relationship.

You often hung out together after work because without the rivalry you realized you two had a great deal in common. This sparked a real friendship; in fact Bucky would consider you one of his best friends. You often got food together on your breaks, and even frequently spent your free time together because you enjoyed each other's company so much. This was why he had been cautious when it came to telling you how he felt. He didn’t want to hurt the dynamic duo you had become at the risk of finding out the feelings were unrequited — but he also knew each day being so close yet so far from you was eating away at his heart.

Unfortunately for Bucky, he was not the only one secretly admiring you. When the son of the senior partner, Thor Odinson laid his eyes on you he was bewitched.

He easily got his spot at the firm thanks to good ol’ nepotism but he still worked to keep it. Thor was one of the firm’s top litigators — although not the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to writing and researching. That’s where you came in. You didn’t work for Thor, but he asked to have you assigned to his cases because he knew you were a whiz at it all. You didn’t mind because you got to work on amazing cases alongside one of the most charming attorney’s you had ever met. You had a little crush, although you were wary of admitting that.

If you were being honest with yourself, you always held out hope that Bucky would see you as more than a friend. You knew from all the time that you spent together that it would be a perfect match, if only he could see that too. Thor was wonderful eye candy though, and you were happy to be in his company.

A confession surfaced one late night as you and Thor parsed through interrogatories, getting ready for an upcoming deposition. “Y/N, how long have we been working together?”

“I think we‘ve been at this for about five hours,” you replied nonchalantly.

“No, not tonight, I mean how long have we been working together on all my cases?”

“Oh, I think it’s been about three months since I started on your caseload,” you said. “Why do you ask?”

He smiled softly, “No reason in particular, I was just thinking about how little I know about you.”

“Right, that’s true. But there’s not much to know, I stay busy with work as you’ve seen. When I’m not here I’m usually hanging out with Bucky or friends from Pilates,” you volunteered with abandon because your mind slowly turned to mush throughout the evening.

“Bucky, he’s your boyfriend?” Thor asked with piqued interest.

You furrowed your brows, “Oh no, we went to law school together,” you offered. “He’s one of my best friends and favorite colleagues, but definitely not my boyfriend.” Why does Thor want to know about this all of a sudden?

“Good, that’s good to know.”

“Why’s that good?”

“Because I think you’re absolutely beguiling, and I like you,” he said matter-of-factly.

What the hell! “Thor, what the hell?” you asked in surprise with a disbelieving grin.

“Have I upset you? Goodness, Y/N that was never my intention. We can pretend like I didn’t say that,” he said in hopes of not making you uncomfortable.

“No, no it’s not that. I think you’re very handsome and kind, I just never thought you would be into me.”

“That’s preposterous, I noticed your beauty from the moment I saw you. My interest only further developed once I got to know you better. You’re a force to be reckoned with, Y/N, I admire you.”

Heat rose to your cheeks at that, “Thank you, Thor. I don’t know what to say.”

“Say you’ll have dinner with me tomorrow night.”

“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, we work together so much,” you stated begrudgingly.

He smiled, “True, but you also think I’m handsome,” he said as he wiggled his eyebrow.

You bursted out in laughter, “You’re not wrong, I do…” I wish I could talk to Bucky about this right now. He’d probably think it’s a bad idea that would deter me from doing my best work. But I’ve sacrificed so much to get here, I deserve to have fun too. Ugh, why am I thinking about Bucky at all right now.

After a moment to think under Thor’s sparkling gaze you responded with a beaming smile, “Why not. Let’s do it."

Thor matched your smile, “Wonderful, I’ll have Wanda make us a reservation for tomorrow at 7.”

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The date with Thor was amazing to say the least. He took you to a gorgeous French restaurant with stunning panoramic views of the city. He listened and gave you his full attention throughout the date, and shamelessly flirted now that he knew you liked him too. It was fun and liberating to be with him. By the end of the night the two of you shared a heated kiss outside your door. The kiss didn’t feel as fiery as you had hoped, but you felt desire for him nevertheless.

Over the coming weeks you two secretly hung out and got to know one another intimately. Thor was a strong and dominating lover — he took care of you and ensured he left you in elated bliss. You enjoyed him but despite the heat you felt with him; that seemed to be all you had. There was no substance, no spark, nothing in common. So you told him, casual friends with benefits was all you were interested in with him, to which he happily agreed. He knew he'd be crazy to turn down a no strings attached relationship with a woman as gorgeous as you.

Bucky noticed you had been distant for a few weeks and he couldn’t fathom why. He wondered if he had done something wrong or if you were okay. It seemed as though all your free time was occupied these days. He missed you, so he set out to find out what had gotten into you.

He couldn’t wait until after work because you kept disappearing without letting him know what you were up to. Instead he went off to find you around the office. You weren’t at your desk, nor were you working with any one else by the looks of it. Then he remembered how much time you had been spending on Thor’s caseload, so Bucky decided to check in his corner office.

On the way over he heard giggling and playful arguing. “Thor please, we have to get through this otherwise it’ll look like I’m slacking off,” you exclaimed with a grin.

With his arms around your waist, “Don’t worry about it, my lady. I’ve got an in with the boss. You can do whoever you want,” he said with a cheeky smile.

“Don’t you mean whatever I want, Thor?”

“No Y/N, I mean whoever.” Thor said with a laugh. He was insatiable, and only a little bit kidding. You swatted at his chest and told him to stow it for later.

Bucky peeked through the door and with bewildered eyes saw you wrapped up in Thor. He watched as you beamed at the handsome man with his arms around you. His stomach constricted at the sight. He felt his heart physically shatter — he waited too long. You looked up just in time to catch him walking away.

For the rest of the day, Bucky was unable to get anything done. He knew he messed up and he lost you. You belonged to Thor now, and the thought of that made him feel sick. The hopes he had for the two of you would never be.

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You had finally finished your work for the day and decided it was time to go home. On your way to the elevator you thought about how weird your day went. You felt incredibly guilty for being seen with Thor. You weren’t embarrassed to have been caught with him, but you felt bad that Bucky had to find out that way. Bucky was your best friend, and you probably should’ve told him about your little arrangement with Thor; but the two of you never shared details about your relationships. Bucky had always been tight lipped about his dating life, and you decided to be the same way in turn. It wasn’t like you had many boyfriends to talk about anyways, the spontaneous hookups from time to time was not worth mentioning. And if you were being honest, the thought of Bucky with someone else was very off putting so you never asked.

Why is Bucky on my mind when I’ll be heading to see Thor soon? Deep down, you knew why you felt so uncomfortable. You and Bucky had been incredibly close for the past two years. You had history, and there was always something more lingering at the surface that you were unwilling to explore. You really liked him, you realized you might even love him but you knew there was no use in dwelling on that.

At first, when you started to work together at the firm it became glaringly obvious that there was something between you two. You had chemistry, you had a spark, and you were drawn to him. You thought he might have felt the same way until you overheard him telling some of the other associates how intense and independent you were among other things. He made it sound like your qualities were bad, even though he was the same way. You couldn't be mad at him however, because you knew it was the truth, and it helped keep the other guys in the office away from you. Nevertheless, from that day you swore to keep your feelings on the back burner. You’d always hold a candle for him, but the fact remained — Bucky Barnes wasn’t into you. However, that didn’t mean he couldn’t be your friend.

As you rounded the corner to hop onto the elevator you noticed that one was already open. You quickly got in only to be met with Bucky himself looking awfully disheveled and tired.

The moment you stepped into the elevator you felt awkwardness in the air. “Hey Bucky,” you said with a cordial smile.

“Hey,” he responded with a tight smile. You both looked everywhere but at each other. You felt your guilt, he felt his heartbreak. This wasn’t the way best friends acknowledged one another. But Bucky couldn’t help but feel utterly broken knowing that you belonged to someone else.

After a beat Bucky couldn't help but ask, “So you and Thor, huh?”

You cleared your throat, “Oh you saw that, huh. It’s nothing.”

“Didn’t look like nothing,” he said as he looked directly in your eyes.

You laughed awkwardly but felt slightly angry at his insinuation. It was none of his business, he didn’t even think you were worth dating given what he’d said about you in the past. “I didn’t know that you cared about these kinds of things, Buck. I’m pretty sure you think I’m—”

Suddenly the elevator stopped in a screeching halt. The lights above you flashed a couple times and you realized the elevator was stuck. Oh great, just what you needed.

Bucky looked up in exasperation and pinched the bridge of his nose. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself. After a minute, you pushed the emergency button and connected with the operator who told you that help was on the way — no telling how long it’d take, but to hang tight.

You tried to break the tension, “Hope you didn’t have to pee,” you said with a dry chuckle.

He looked at you with sadness in his eyes, “Can we continue our conversation?”

There was a brokenness to him that you were now noticing. “You want to talk about my relationship status right now?”

“Well yeah, Y/N. We’re stuck in here for a bit and I want to know what’s going on with you. Why have you been so distant lately? We used to spend so much time together,” he said sadly.

The anger burned out of you when you saw how genuinely hurt he looked because of your actions. You weren’t being a great friend by suddenly blowing him off for weeks without offering an explanation.

“Bucky, I don’t know what you want me to say. I’ve been busy, I’m sorry I haven’t been prioritizing our friendship. Thor and I have been working nonstop in preparation for the Pierce trial.”

“And that’s just it, you and Thor have been working? C’mon Y/N, how naive do you think I am,” he said with a tinge of anger and a sarcastic eye roll.

“Look, I’m sorry that I’ve been a bad friend to you, Bucky. Sorry for blowing you off, but yes, I’ve been seeing him in my free time. I didn’t think you’d care to know about that, we never talk about that kind of stuff.”

He looked at you with a tight smile. He knew there was nothing more for him to say. He knew that he had no claim on you and it was unfair to assume that he did. But he adored you, you were supposed to be his future. You blew it, Barnes. He leaned against the wall in the corner, looked down at the ground, and refrained from meeting your eye.

No response — this might be the first time you had rendered him speechless.

You couldn’t help but feel guilty at the sight of him. He looked broken up about something he wasn't saying.

“Bucky, what is it? Seriously, what’s gotten into you. We’ve had months where we’ve been too busy to hang out. Why are you acting like this?”

He looked at you with woeful eyes, “Why did you have to pick him?”

“Well he asked me out, Bucky. You’ve seen him, and he’s a nice guy. He understands the busy schedule I have and we’ve been having a lot of fun when —”

“Please just stop, okay I get it. He’s handsome, next in line to be a partner at the firm, and he’s nice to you,” he said resentfully. An even deeper sadness washed over Bucky as he listened to you talk about Thor. “It all happened so suddenly, I was wrong to assume I still had time,” he said softly under his breath.

Your breath hitched as you started to process why Bucky was acting like this. It would’ve been obvious had you not heard what he said about you in the past. “Still have time for what? You think I’m too intense and independent, you can’t mean what I think you do?” you asked with wide eyes and a touch of hope in your voice.

He met your gaze ruefully, “So you overheard one of my talks with the guys.” The gears started turning in his head, “Wait, so you’ve thought all this time that I thought those qualities were a bad thing? Y/N, your determination and drive are some of the best things about you. I wouldn’t be the man I was today if I had not met you. Your passion drives me to be a better attorney. I only told them those things because I wanted them to leave you alone. I didn’t want them asking you out or bothering you. Not when I wanted you all to myself.”

And there it was — the truth was finally out in the open.

“You... you wanted me all to yourself,” you whispered.

“I have for two years now, but I know I missed my chance. I was so stupid to think you’d be around forever. I should’ve stepped up and told you, I shouldn’t have been afraid of hurting our friendship,” he paused to look at you with pitiful eyes.

“I’ve kept this bottled up for so long out of fear of hurting what we had, and now here I am. I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore. I’m sure it’ll be hard to be close when you know I’m in love with you,” he sunk to the ground once he finished. You stepped across to his side and followed him down so that you were sitting side by side.

“Bucky you’ve said a lot of things and I need a moment to process,” you paused. After a minute you responded, “Not long after we first started here, I liked you a lot too, but after hearing what you said about me I thought you didn’t see me that way.”

“It’s my fault, I should’ve said something sooner. It shouldn’t have taken the sight of you with another man to make me admit my feelings,” he said with his eyes cast down.

Bucky no longer had the usual fight and fire that you knew so well — he was only remorseful for his lack of action.

“I think it’s important that I mention that I’m not seeing Thor because of his status at the firm. I’m also not in a relationship with him.”

Bucky looked up abruptly upon hearing your words. “Then really what did I see today?”

“Two people that are having fun together without any emotional attachments messing around at the office. I’m sorry you had to see that though, he could’ve been a bit less conspicuous.”

“So you’re just casual with him, you’re not — he’s not your boyfriend?”

“No, I told him I wasn’t looking for anything serious. We don't have very much in common, and maybe a part of me realized my heart couldn’t belong to anyone else.”

“You don’t mean — you still like me?” he asked hopefully.

“Buck, I don't know how long I’ve loved you. You pushed me to be better and I always hated you for it,” you said playfully. “But, I’ve always admired you, and once we joined the same team it became hard not to care for you. I was content to be your best friend because at the very least I had some time with you.”

“I’m an idiot. I’m an idiot for waiting so long, Y/N.”

“If you’re an idiot, I’m one too. I could’ve asked you about what you said to the associates. There’s so many things we could have done differently,” you replied.

Bucky's eyes softened as he looked at you. “Do you think it’s too late for us to try?” he whispered.

“No, Bucky I don’t think it is,” you said with a smile.

For the first time that day he genuinely smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkled, and Bucky looked at you with all the love and admiration in the world. He reached out to grab your hand in your lap and intertwined his fingers with yours. You smiled at the sight of your hand in his and put your head on his shoulder.

You sat together in companionable silence for a few minutes until the elevator started to move and the doors finally opened properly, allowing the two of you to exit. You both grabbed your belongings and walked out together, hand in hand.

Bucky felt nothing but gratitude and joy as you both strolled down the sidewalk with fallen autumn leaves all around. “Wanna go to our favorite shawarma place, doll?” he asked gleefully.

“Sure, just let me text Thor first.”

Bucky’s heart suddenly raced, “What, why? Are you planning on seeing him still,” he asked as his hand reflexively tightened around yours.

“No, silly. Texting him to tell him I won’t be coming over tonight.”

“While you’re at it, could you tell him you’re never coming over again?” he asked sarcastically.

“Why you jealous, Buck? Aren’t you willing to share?” you asked teasingly to mess with him.

Bucky turned his head and met your gaze with pleading eyes, “Please you nearly gave me a heart attack, Y/N. I am incredibly jealous — I want you all to myself," he said with conviction.

You smiled softly at him, “Don’t worry, counselor. I’m all yours,” you said kindly as you wrapped your free hand around his bicep.

“I sure love the sound of that,” he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled to himself thinking about how you were finally his girl. “Who would’ve thought that we’d end up here after all these years?” he asked reminiscently.

“Not me, Buck. Not me,” you murmured as you squeezed his arm then leaned up to peck him on the cheek. His cerulean eyes looked down at you and as he blushed at your sweet display of affection.

The two of you were going to be more than alright. You were kindred spirits, and despite the bumpy road that led you here, you were finally together at last.

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Chapters: 18/18 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, George Barnes/Winifred Barnes Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), Brock Rumlow, Original Female Character(s), Rebecca Barnes Proctor, George Barnes (Marvel), Winifred Barnes Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Steve Rogers, Omega Bucky Barnes, Alternate Universe - Lawyers, Slow Burn, Rivalry, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Complete Summary:

Once he presented omega, his wealthy family didn't expect him to be more than a house-husband, but he proved them wrong — he was fond of proving people wrong. James Barnes had made a name for himself, one he'd earned, and no one would take from him; at least until Steven Rogers came along.

Steve, a retired army esquire who quickly rose through the ranks of a local firm, would prove to be the bane of Bucky's existence. To James, he's nothing more than a tall, blond reminder that Bucky did not, and would never possess the smooth, effortless charm that just radiated from alphas.

Bucky hates Steve, and makes it known. Steve, never one to take disrespect lightly, returns the sentiment.

Until, that is, a mutual business partner requires them to cooperate.

#steve x bucky #omega!bucky #Alpha!Steve #a/b/o dynamics #word count: 75-100k #slight angst #lawyer!bucky #lawyer!steve #enemies to lovers

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stuck | bucky barnes

pairing: lawyer!bucky barnes x lawyer!female reader

summary: you’re stuck in an elevator with your most hated colleague

warnings: enemies to lovers (kinda), angsty, fluff, curse words

You glance outside and see the snow has quickly started to accumulate thanks to the flurries from a few minutes ago. You sometimes forget how beautiful this city truly is. You sigh and return to your work. You have about four more cases to document before you can even think about going home and drinking some wine... who are you kidding…scotch. A few hours pass and you take another glance outside, the street is completely white and snow is still falling. You gather your things and head towards the elevator. You step inside and hear someone shout,

“Hold it!”

You stick your hand out to stop the doors from shutting and immediately regret it when you lock eyes with the person. You instinctively roll your eyes.

“Oh, y/n, who knew you were such a dear.” His charming Brooklyn accent annoys the shit out of you.

“If I knew it was you I would’ve closed it faster,” you mumble back.

He laughs and leans against the walls of the elevator. Bucky and you aren’t exactly the best of friends. You actually aren’t friends at all.

In all honesty, you hate each other. He’s your usual male lawyer. Cocky. Arrogant. 99% of the female population would suck his dick at any given moment and he knows that so he walks around in his suits and attempts to charm every woman in the office into sleeping with him.

But not you. Oh no. You saw his games the second you met him. He’s used to getting everything he wants with one look or smirk. Just one of those guys who doesn’t work for anything but gets everything. Eye. Roll.

Just cause he has perfectly placed brown hair and dreamy blue eyes doesn’t make him the hottest person in the world... you tell yourself repeatedly.

“Can you calm down? Your hatred for me is making the elevator burn up.” He scoffs. You roll your eyes and face the doors.

Please let this elevator open. Please let this elevator open.

All of a sudden the elevator stops. 12 floors from your destination. Bucky starts laughing.

“Shit. No. No.” You slowly begin to panic.

You press the first-floor button several times. Nothing. The lights in the elevator flicker on and off. Fuck.

Your breathing picks up and Bucky quickly stops his laughter. He takes a step towards you and you back against the wall.

“Hey, it’s okay. Here, let me just push the emergency button. It’s alright.” His voice is gentle as he reaches out and pushes the small red button. The ringing sound of a phone call starts to echo throughout the elevator.

“Hi, you guys ok?” Answers the security guard at the front.

“Yep, we are fine. Any idea when we will get out of here?” Bucky says back, eyeing you in the process. Your breathing is still heavy and your hands are shaking.

“Uh-no. The fire department is on the way. Maybe 15-20 minutes?”

Your eyes widen. 15-20 minutes? In an elevator? With the one person from work you hate?

Fuck your life.

Bucky grabs ahold of your arm and squeezes it. You look at him with furrowed brows. Why is he being so nice? He is never nice. He nods his head at you to assure you will be okay.

“Alright, thanks,” Bucky says. His eyes then turn back to you.

“You ok there, champ?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” You respond as you pull your arm away from his grip.

He chuckles to himself.

He steps back to his side of the elevator and you slowly slump down against the wall until you are sitting on the ground. Bucky doesn’t take his eyes off of you, but you both remain in silence.

“I hate elevators,” You mumble.

“I see that,” he smirks.

“Oh fuck off, James.” You roll your eyes.

He chuckles to this response. This is your usual banter.

You sit there for a few more minutes and you watch a smile creep upon his face.

“What?” You question.

“Nothing.” He says. Shit-eating grin still plastered on his face.

He then reaches into his briefcase and pulls out airplane size bottles of vodka. He sits them in front of him and grabs one. He downs it one drink and looks back up at you.

“Would you like one?” He suggests.

You quickly nod your head. Anything to get you through these next few minutes.

“Keep this with you just in case, Barnes?” You ask.

He chuckles and nods his head.

“Never known when you’ll be stuck in the elevator with the one girl from work who hates you.”

You roll your eyes and down your mini bottle of vodka.

“Why do you hate me?” He asks. You let out a laugh that forces your head back. Once you look back up at him, his face is dead serious.

“I’m serious, y/n. Why do you hate me?” He asks once more. The sincerity in his voice is something you’ve never heard before. You attempt to grab another airplane bottle of vodka and he pulls it away from you.

“I don’t hate you, Bucky,” You say. He rolls his eyes and chuckles as you use his preferred name. He then tosses you the bottle you were reaching for.

“That’s a fucking lie. You’ve hated me since day one.” He grabs the last bottle and tilts it up to you as he downs it once more.

He doesn’t make a sour face and for some reason, you find amusement in that.

“Well, you are a dick.” You shrug your shoulders. He lets out a small laugh. You stand up and continue leaning against the elevator.

“Am I though? Or do you just make me out to be one? Cause the last time I checked, I’m always nice to you.” He fires back at you.

“Oh, whatever. You hate me just as much.” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Oh, I do?” He asks.

“Yes! You don’t like me because I don’t drool all over you like the other women in the office. If you liked me you’d be trying to get with me. Like all the other women.” You roll your eyes.

He stands up and takes a few steps towards you. You’ve never been this close. You smell the vodka on his breath mixed with his Calvin Kline cologne. An enjoyable mixture.

“For fucks-sake, doll. You wear Kate Spade earrings with your Chanel bag and Louis Vuitton heels, you really think I thought I had a chance with you?”

You look at him with furrowed brows once again. This was a compliment and a dig at the same time…and you enjoyed it.

“What? What does that even mean?”

“God, have you always been this stupid?” He replies and your mouth drops.

“Excuse me?” You fire back.

“I don’t hate you because you don’t ‘drool’ over me. That’s why I like you so fucking much.” His admission is almost as shocking as him calling you stupid and you just stare at him.

He laughs to himself and begins to walk back to his side of the elevator. In one quick motion, you grab at his arm to pull him back to you. He flings around and you manage to pull him down into your lips. You have no idea what the fuck has come over you but you needed his lips on yours. Immediately. His hands wrap around you and land on the small of your back. Your hands make their way up to the back of his neck and you slide them through his soft curly hair. Your kiss is long and passionate. You are both aggressive and eventually pull away for air. He bites down on his lip and a small smile emerges on his face. You glance down worried about what the fuck you just did and his hand forces your chin up to look at him.

“I’m sorr-“ You begin and he shushes you.

“I knew you liked me.” He says and you push him away.

“But the Kate Spade earrings stopped you?” You chuckle.

“You’re an intimidating woman, what can I say?” He whispers back.

He leans in to kiss you once more and the elevator begins to move.

“Thank god,” You say and he laughs.

Once the doors open you are greeted by the security guard.

“You guys ok?”

“Never better!” You cheerfully respond as you look to Bucky. That shit-eating grin is on his face once again. Fucking asshole.

An attractive, asshole.

You walk outside and Bucky grabs ahold of your hand.

“Dinner?” He asks.

You chuckle and nod your head.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

#bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x yn #bucky barnes one shot #bucky x female reader #bucky imagine #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barns x y/n #bucky fanfic #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes x reader

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annathesillyfriend · 3 years

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Anna's August Fic Recs

Welcome to my August fic recommendations masterpost!! This has been quite a busy month for me but I'm holding onto last weeks of freedom. I am trying to read as much before uni starts and I had a pleasure of reading some brilliant fics this month. I am so excited to share them with you all! I hope your summer is going amazing and to those, who have just started classes - good luck!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

HOLLAND & Co.

✨ Tom Holland

revenges is sweet by @t-lostinworlds

series, social media au, college!au, football player!tom, fake dating, idiots to lovers, all of our fave tropes, i am invested in this series more than i am in my own life, it's just that good

sunkissed by @duskholland

one-shot, 18+, surfer!tom x lifeguard!tom, exes to lovers, h's great mind at its finest 👏

souvenirs of the heart by @veryholland

one-shot, brought me to tears no joke, such a beutiful story, mila did such an amazing job!!

heartbreak girl by @lauras-collection

one-shot, 18+, lead singer!tom, based on 5SOS song, this is so goooood 😫😫 this story lives in my heart rent free right nextdoor to laura!!

act 1: scene 5 and 6 by @youandtom

one-shot, best friends to lovers, helping tom with learning lines, i loved this very much!

happier than ever by @vendettaparker

one-shot, tom being the great lad he is comes to save an awful date and we stan

the trial of the eldest holland by @reawritesthings

one-shot, ex!tom, welcome to the angst town! this is so deeply heartbreaking but so beautifully written!

lucky to be in love by @hollandsvogue

one-shot, rose is going staright for my silly little heart :')

slide in by @uglypastels

one-shot, frat!tom, i fall in love with this story time and time again

white winged dove by @muhollands

one-shot, 18+, conuntry!tom, insert country boy i love you vine here (also, i'd like to take this moment to kindly invite you all to go through d's whole masterlist cause it's brilliant. this mj blurb has sent me straight to hell but it's so worth it)

abide by @hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, mob!au, tom x reader x harrison, this made me feel some type of way 👁👄👁

getting ahead of ourselves by @/hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, college! lacrosse player!tom holland x tutor!reader, this is soft, this is cute, this is hot, this is everything! 12/10 would recommend

✨ Harrison Osterfield

little lune by @dovenymph

one-shot, celebrating your birthday with haz, made me want a refund for my birthday cause it's so lovely 🥺🥺

it will come back by @greenorangevioletgrass

one-shot, part of the rich kid!au series, 18+, richkid!haz x richkid!reader x actor!tom, there are no words in any language that would let me express how much i love ava and this au

✨ Harry Holland

wild side by @softholand

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, that trope was made to be written about mister harry holland, i swear

lost in your light by @spider-barnes

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, bloody lovely 💛

falling in love at a coffee shop by @/spider-barnes

one-shot, college!au, oh to fall in love with harry holland at a coffee shop 😫

hope is frightening thing by @peterplanet

one-shot, writer!reader x first da!harry, her book gets a film adaptation and harry is being is wonderful self 🥰

my forever by @unsaidholland

blurb, talking about your future with him, it's just 🥰🥰

circles by @farfromharry

one-shot, rich kid!au, enemies to lovers, so wonderful!

MARVEL

🎂 Suz's birthday fics

this total babe @samwilsons-pillowpecs gave us four beautiful gift on her birthday! we adore you, lovely 🥰 these stories are all wonderful anddeserve their own category 💛

you're the glitter in the dark

one-shot, 18+, mob!bucky

if i could touch you...

one-shot, 18+, boxer!steve

love you in a thousand ways

one-shot, 18+, ceo!sam

miss your kiss

one-shot, 18+, biker!thor

🎂@rodrikstark ’s 1.5k follower celebration!

collecion of headcanons with our favourite marvel boys as well as some other characters, i bloody love them all but my numer one has got to be joaquin teaching you spanish 😌

✨ Sam Wilson

book smart by @indyluckycharlie

one-shot, librarian!sam x PhD student!reader, such a warm and comfy little story by my dearest cate who i love very much 😌

he we go again by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, idiots in love 🥰🥰

adventures in babysitting captain america and winter solider by @princessmisery666

one-shot, reader takes the boys to disneyland and it's just so amazing!

stay awhile by @lacapucharoja

one-shot, black!reader, a saturday morning with sam 😌😌

slow motion by @ambrosiase

one-shot, 18+, sam in baggy grey sweatpants and no underwear, need i say more?

✨ Steve Rogers

bullies, bullied by @anika-ann

one-shot, my main babe is blessing us with protective steve and i love her 🥰

there's a peace in dreaming by @babycap

one-shot, i don't have the words to tell you how stunning this story is, please go read it

✨ Bucky Barnes

timer by @xbuchananbarnes

series, soulmate!au based on the movie TiMER (2009). i could go on and on about how incredible that series is but with dani it's a given, sooo 🤷‍♀️

the kids will be alright by @imaginationintowords

series, social media au, lawyer!bucky x interior designer!reader, single dad!bucky, single mom!reader raising their kid together as friends, also reader x clark kent. honestly this is one of my fave social media aus of all time. and it's got a sequel is coming!!

quick fix by @ocean-bucky

one-shot, tfatws!bucky x ofc, vidra is the queen of ofc's, you simply can't not love her characters!

grant (part 2) by @coffeecatsandsarcasm

two-shot, bucky's in a relationship with a single mom with a little boy, it's so soft, i love this little family!

before sunset, i fell by @buckysbiota

one-shot, modern!au, when i get drunk i get myself cake, when reader got drunk, she got herself a husband. a very fine husband 😏

alcohol you later by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, is it the 4th of dani's fics on this list? yes, she's just that powerful

three flags up by @starbuckie

one-shot, 18+, campcounselor!bucky x campcounselor!reader, best friends to lovers, buck being a cute little puppy in love and i adore him very much

and he kissed me right there by @sunmoonandbucky

one-shot, veteran!bucky, age gap, this is so full of feelings and it's gonna steal your heart!

lost and found by @sunshinebuckybarnes

two-shot, neighbour!bucky, alpine being the matchmaker of the year and we love that for her

hazy dreams and good mornings by @angrythingstarlight

one-shot, 18+, firefighter!bucky, i think that's enough encouragement to read this gem 😏

✨ Joaquin Torres

red by @remmysbounty

one-shot, a truly exceptional story!!

hold my words, keep us together by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, soulmate!au, just simply stunning!

✨Peter Parker

love lies by @rosyparkers

series, social media au, y/n is silk but peter doesn't know it, peter is spiderman but y/n doesn't know it, sarah is the brightest star in the universe and everyone knows it

sunset lovers by @duskholland

one-shot, college! au, soulmate!au where what your soulmate writes on their skin, appears on yours. i don't think i have to tell you that eveything written by h, my beloved is pure gold. the softest thing!

always waiting (for you to come home) by @peterbenjiparker

one-shot, reader comes to peter cause she needs him to patch her up after patrol, it's so funny and sweet and i just love it so much, m is the bestest!!

perfectly a little late by @/t-lostinworlds

one-shot, college!au, reader forgets about peter's birthday. or does she 👀 please, give a round of applause for this wonderful writer who's been feeding us so well this month 👏👏

this fic by @peeterparkr

one-shot, last kiss with peter :') nancy knows all the most beautiful ways to break someone's heart

the plan by @spideyyeet

series, aveneger!reader, reader likes peter, peter likes mj, mysterio shows up, lots of angsty things happen. it's so bloody good, my mates, go read it!!

burning red by @spideyspeaches

one-shot, avenger!reader who who describes people's personalities as colors, it's just a stunning story with wonderful writing and i love it!!

this fic by @mcumendes

blurb, peter brings y/n flowers and is very very adorable!!

kiss me more by @celestialholland

one-shot, first make out with peter and i'm just 😫😫 in love

the reveal by @cloudybarnes

one-shot, best friends!reader where she finds out about him being spiderman, so lovely!!

always by @ptersmj

one-shot, an absolutely adorable best friends to lovers moment

red-handed by @/vendettaparker

one-shot, stark!reader, morgan interrupts y/n and peter's alone time 😏😂

OTHERS

✨ Spencer Reid

as told by flowers by @reidingmelodies

one-shot, story about the progress of the relationship with spencer told by flowers (duh 😂), it's just wonderful!!

✨ Frank Adler

thnks fr th mmrs by @wiypt-writes

one-shot, 18+, reader goes to frank the night before his wedding, i love this with everything i have

will you hold on my love by @writerwrites

one-shot, don't come anywhere near this piece without tissues!!

✨ Ransom Drysdale

undercover boss by @chase-your-dreams-away

series, reader's working at drysdales' company and hooks up with ransom not knowing who he is. this series is so bloody good! i love the reader in here so much!!

a/n: if you catch some kind of mistake or if you see that i miscredited someone - please let me know so i can change that!

#anna's fic recs #august fic recs #fic recs #marvel fic recs #tom holland x reader #harrison osterfield x reader #harry holland x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader

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saryasy · 3 years

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Here’s the thing, I LOVE reading sambucky AUs. I’ve made a list of some of my favorites, and since it’s promotion Monday, I thought I’d share it with y’all.

1. You Got What I Need by @six2vii – Lawyer!Sam & Chef!Bucky

E - 37,635

Summary: Sam and Bucky are both in a bind, professionally. Nat points out a solution that neither men like. To save their careers they play along or rather, stop playing all together.

Note: This was such a lovely read. It has fake dating, with a bit of enemies to lovers. The buildup and slow burn is so well written. Also the writer has many +20k different aus with detailed worlds you might wanna give them a go.

2. To The Full Moon And Back by @glittercake – Werewolf!Sam & Human!Bucky

E - 24,697

Summary: After serving his time in Special Ops, Bucky moves to a two-horse town, deep in the mountains. He buys an old log cabin in a large clearing surrounded by acres of tall, thick trees and dark woods- the only place for miles up there.

As he acquaints himself with the locals, he learns about the small town’s weird obsession with wolves and all the supernatural rumors, specifically around the area of his cabin.

Bucky thinks them all a little off-kilter until peculiar occurrences around his new home piques his interest enough to find out more.

And that’s when he learns that apparently werewolves are a very real thing.

Pity that Bucky doesn’t share the town’s caution when it comes to the woods and his cabin.

This ‘werewolf’ devoured his pizza and left the crust, how scary can he really be?

Note: An amazingly written fic all around. it has Sam with long hair, need I say more?

3. ghosts that we knew by wilsonsnest – Artist!Sam

T - 46,616

Summary: Sam (reluctantly) agrees to do a commission for Steve's rich but extremely reclusive friend, James Barnes.

Sam just stared at the other man, the feeling of being watched suddenly overcoming him. God, what kind of weirdo didn’t even come to greet their guests? It was one thing to be a rich recluse, but another thing to just completely ignore people wandering around your house.

“Steve, this is really weird.” Sam stressed. “This isn’t weird to you?”

Note: This one is very dear to me, and I don’t find it recommended quite often. I read it twice in a row, and I can’t get enough of it. The atmosphere is chilling at times. And the writing and world building make you feel like you’re right there. Their communication throughout the early chapters is pure gold. It’s adds a hint of mystery to everything and makes you wanna finish the thing immediately (which I did). Also, if you love art, you’re gonna appreciate the great details used to describe the painting process.

4. The Boys of Summer by @siancore – Humans AU, with High School flashbacks

E - 84,227

Summary: Sam Wilson returns home to the small town he grew up in to complete his med school residency. He hasn’t been back for an extended amount of time since he left for college. While he only consistently kept in touch with childhood friend, Steve Rogers, he was keen to see the people he had grown up with. With the exception of Bucky Barnes. They had a falling out the summer before Sam left for college.

What happened between them? Can they move past it now that they’re adults?

Note: boy, oh boy, how I love this one. The back and forth between the present and the past just pulls you right in. But, please check the tags very carefully. (It deals quite heavily with homophobia, racism, emotional manipulation from a parent.)

5. The Real Thing by Siancore – Student!Sam & SugarDaddy!Bucky

E - 24,745

Summary: Birnin Zana is an exciting city. There’s a lot for a young man like Sam Wilson to do and see, but he is a broke American exchange student in Wakanda. He would love to see the rest of the country and continent, but for that, he needs an additional income. His scholarship covers the basics of his study, but when he isn’t studying, he takes on odd jobs for extra cash; Sam is saving up, you see. His most recent job is the reason why he is standing inside of the art museum nursing a glass of champagne and feeling completely out of place.

Note: Even though it’s missing a chapter (according the chapter count) you’ll be quite happy with where things left off. I just adore it.

6. Deception by Siancore – Crime AU

E - 79,992

Summary: That’s when he saw him, standing by the fucking ice sculpture: The most beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on.

Note: Am I gonna recommend everything written by Sian? Yes, yes I am. You might wanna go and check her entire catalog, like right now. This story is full of twists right and left. It sucks you right in. It has angst, it has jealousy, it has everything you need. Go read it.

7. Lighthouse by glittercake – Hospital AU

E - 50,767

Summary: This guy’s trouble. Bucky knows that in his bones. It’s not bad trouble, is the problem, it’s good. Sam is so goddamn inherently good and if Bucky even touches that with a ten foot pole—fuck if he even looks at it—it’ll turn to shit.

He can’t afford another move to yet another city because his colleagues started recognizing Brock’s fist prints on his face.

But Sam is a ridiculously bright glowing light, a beacon, and Bucky goes toward it like that idiotic moth to the flame.

Note: EVERYONE MOVE OUT THE WAY. This fic will always have a special place in my heart. I just recently re-read it, and all the emotions were right there, again. There are a few scenes that I revisit every now and then just to feel something. It’s a masterpiece all around. I’ll never tire of recommending it. But please check the tags and the notes very very carefully. (It deals with domestic abuse, NOT BETWEEN SAMBUCKY‼. And it gets quite graphic.)

Also, you might wanna do yourself the favor of reading everything ever written by glittercake. Go ahead, I’m gonna wait.

8. Stolen Moments by @jemgirl86

T - 98,822

Summary: “No,” Sam said, chuckling. “I don’t cheat,” he swept his gaze up and down James’ body, “even with guys who look like you. But, I’m bored and a little pissed, so if you wanna sit here and shoot the shit ‘til my man shows back up, I’m game.”

Never one to back down from a challenge - especially a challenge who looked like Sam Wilson - Bucky took another swig from his bottle and replied, “Sure, doll. I’ve got nothing but time.”

Steve has Sam. Bucky wants Sam. Sam wasn’t expecting any of this.

Note: I love this one with all of my heart. Usually love triangles aren’t my thing, but this one is executed beautifully, there isn’t a dull moment in sight. They're messy, and you love to see it.

A TW is in place for gaslighting. The relationship between Sam and Steve isn’t good at all.

9. Exactly What You're Looking For by snarkymuch – Soulmate AU

M - 5,898

Summary: When you lose something, it might appear beside your soulmate in the morning.

Sam never found anything from his soulmate until after Bucky Barnes dragged Steve from the Potomac.

Bucky grew up never finding a thing either, but after he finally gets free from Hydra, he starts finding things beside him the morning.

This is the story of them coming together.

Note: this one is pure joy. It’s not precisely au (quite canon compliant actually) but I had to put it here. It’s hilarious at times, and fluffy at others. And the alternate ending is just a delight.

10. i wanna savour, save it for later by caramelle – Food truck AU (is that a thing? Should be a thing)

Not Rated - 6,419

Summary: "It's his damn ratings, man," Sam says. "It's weird 'cause when you read the reviews, he seems to like our food and all. Nothing but praise for days. And then you get to the rating, and it's always the same. Three goddamn stars."

Bucky tips his beer bottle from side to side, lips pursing slightly. "I see. And that's… a bad thing?"

"We are not a three-star joint," Sam says flatly.

Or, the one where food truck owner Sam gets caught up in his quest to unmask an anonymous food blogger. Falling for one of his regulars was never on the menu.

Note: fun fact: I read this one mere minutes before an exam and finished it right after said exam. I remember nothing from that day except for this lovely fic. It’s just sweet, ok? And I love food, so there’s that.

11. Good Enough by junipermoss – Paramedic!Sam & DogWalker!Bucky

Not rated - 18,871

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an anxious dog walker who takes his job very seriously. Sam Wilson is a paramedic who takes his job seriously-ish. When Sam responds to an emergency call, their paths cross.

It gets worse from there.

In a good way.

Probably.

Note: THE FEELS

12. Who doesn't know their own coffee order? by tinyarmedtrex – Coffee Shop AU

T - 3.313

Summary: Is that what you get?” The man asked, his gaze dropping to Sam. Sam was suddenly tongue tied. The man had the most intense eyes that Sam had ever seen, it felt like he was staring at Sam’s soul but in a...good way? Sam wasn’t sure.

“No- no.” Sam shook his head. “I get cold press coffee with hazelnut.”

Sam had a feeling that the customer didn’t know what cold press was but he nodded. “I’ll take that. Large.”

Sam punched the order into the ancient computer. “Great. Anything else?” He gestured to the bakery case, the customer’s eyes following.

“How are the apple fritters?”

“Honestly pretty terrible.” Sam said, smiling slightly. “But the chocolate muffins are amazing.”

The man smiled at Sam and his heart skipped a beat. “I’ll take one of those then.”

“Good choice. What’s your name for the order?”

“Um- put Bucky I guess.”

Note: one of the very earliest AUs I’ve ever read, and it’s so so sweat.

I’m sure I missed a lot of aus so please, don’t hesitate to add some of your favorites (or even your own!)

#fysbmonday #fysambuckyweek #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #winterfalcon #sambuckyfics #fic rec #sambucky au #onlysambucky #*#mine

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ii. success is a science

series masterlist

summary: time seems to just drag you along with it as you realize there are more people out for your head than you have in your corner. and suddenly, you find yourself ready to bite. unfortunately, he’s ready to bite back.

playlist: permit the righteous to be moved | m.m.

word count: 4.9k

rating: 18+, sfw

a/n: (playlist for this chapter starts after there's no way) is this enemies to lovers? well, it’s not… not… okay listen mayhaps i don’t know how to write flirting without people being mean okay. matt and the reader get into a bunch of fights and it’s all flirting that’s all it is it’s like foreplay also! the title comes from a quote from oscar wilde: “success is a science; if you have the conditions, you get the result.” and guess who makes an appearance! everyone’s favorite science prodigy :)

December 2023

It took a month and a half to find out you were going to trial. Bucky took you to a gym.

“What the hell am I doing here, Buck?” you asked, trudging into the room. You eyed the boxing ring and the various punching bags set up around you.

“Steve and I used to come here when we were kids. Had to teach the idiot how to throw a punch since he kept sniffing out trouble.” Bucky walked over to a table, setting his bag down. He turned to look at you with heavy eyes. “Then he used to come here when he got out of the ice to blow off steam. I started following suit when we came back.”

“What, you think I need to work out or something?”

Bucky gave a little laugh, sighing, before saying, “Figured you could use a chance to blow off some steam.” He walked towards you, white cloth in his hand. Gently, he took your hand in his, and began wrapping your knuckles. “This sucks,” he said quietly. “I’m pissed, so I can’t imagine how you feel.”

“Like I deserve a fucking pardon,” you said. “I don’t have a name for myself, or a reputation. Sometimes I feel like they’re just itching for a fight.”

Bucky moved onto the next hand. “Usually, I’d tell you that fighting back is useless. Steve sought out trouble a lot. You have a knack for the same.” At that, you let out a meager laugh. “But in this case, I wanna see you give ‘em hell.”

He led you to a bag, the ugly green shape dangling from the ceiling. “I know you know how to punch.”

You smiled at him, and not without some malice. You squared your shoulders and rolled out your neck, raising your fists. You mentally ran down your body to check off that everything was in place. Toes towards the opponent, feet shoulder width apart, choose your leading foot, keep a bend in your knees, tuck your pelvis and engage your core, shoulders down, fists up, guard your face, eyes on your target—

You threw your first punch and it landed with a mediocre smack on the bag. Bucky had the audacity to laugh.

“Your boyfriend’s dead, your only friend is just as fucked up as you are, and now you have the feds hounding you, and that’s the best you can do?”

There was a lot there to unpack, but you went with what you could stomach right now. “You are not my only friend,” you told him.

And it was true. You’d been spending so much time with Matt and Foggy and Karen that you’d hoped they would see you as friends as well. They’d extended numerous invitations for drinks with them, but you’d declined a lot of them out of sheer exhaustion. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to spend time with them, you just didn’t have the capacity to be human-shaped some nights.

That didn’t stop you from letting Matt walk you home.

“Your lawyers do not count.”

You scoffed. “Sam’s my friend.”

“Sam’s not even my friend. Punch the bag.”

You huffed, squaring up again. You hit the bag with more force this time.

Bucky said your name softly. “You’re fucked right now. Get it out.”

“I am not—” You threw a punch at that bag. “—fucked.” Another hit. “I’m fine.” Harder this time. “Even if I’m—” You landed a jab, leading arm coming up to mimic the stance of your legs. “—alone—” You punctuated the word with another blow. “—half—the—time!” Each word was staccatoed by a hit landing on the soft vinyl.

“There you go, doll.” Bucky’s voice was soft. It made a tremor take to your hand.

You hit wildly at the bag. “This sucks.” More blows landed as the air became filled with the smack of the bag, and your labored breathing. “This sucks! Everything sucks!” You tasted salt, but you weren’t sure if it was from sweat or tears. You gave a pained scream as you threw both fists at the bag, finally collapsing against it. Quickly, Bucky came around to steady you, letting you turn to bury your face in his shoulder. You breathed heavily for a moment, just standing there as his arms wound around you. Everything in your was on fire. Every frayed nerve, every muscle fiber, and every blood cell.

You picked up your head finally, shoving him with little grace towards the ring. You climbed through the ropes, toeing off your shoes.

“You play fair,” you said to him in between pants, “I play fair. But don’t hold back.”

Bucky simply nodded before swinging at you.

You were bloodied, beaten, and bruised, and thoroughly out of endorphins. You and Bucky had been in the ring maybe an hour, and you were both exhausted and sweaty. You cursed any god that was listening for his fast-healing super soldier body again. You gotta get one of those.

You laid on your back in the corner of the ring, catching the water bottle Bucky tossed your way. “I don’t want to do anything for the rest of the week,” you groaned.

“Do you have to?”

“What?” you asked. You were a bit groggy, admittedly.

“Do anything?”

You took a deep breath. “Some lawyer bullshit with Matt and Foggy. I’m really starting to hate my life.”

Bucky laughed heartily. “Can’t believe you don’t already.”

You scoffed, chiding, “You’re such a downer. I gotta stop hanging around you.”

“Where will you sleep at night then?” Bucky asked, amusement dancing in his eyes as he watched you haul yourself from the mat.

“Can it, Barnes.” You hobbled over to where you’d left your phone, checking the screen.

Four missed calls from: Foggy Nelson

Two voicemails from: Foggy Nelson

One missed call from: Matt Murdock

Text received, 2:48p.m. from: Karen Page

Hey, where are you? Call one of us please.

“Oh, shit,” you muttered, opening up your text thread with Karen.

“What’s wrong?” Bucky asked as he came to stand beside you.

“Not sure,” you mumbled You shot off a reply to Karen before hovering between Matt and Foggy’s names. Ultimately, you landed on Matt, clicking the call button and bringing your phone up to your ear.

It rang twice before his quiet voice answered. “Bad news.”

“I could kinda tell. What’s wrong?”

“Are you in contact with any of your old colleagues? Any at all?”

You glanced to Bucky nervously. “Yeah. Why?”

“Who?”

“Um,” you stuttered for a moment. “I stay at Bucky’s most nights. Wanda a bit, bu—”

“How much is a bit?”

“Is this about her?”

The line was silent.

“What happened? Is she okay?”

Bucky sent you a concerned look, picking up on the nuances of your conversation.

“She’s evaded arrest, so the police could easily come knocking on your guys’ door for information about her. With the charges against you, they probably wouldn’t hesitate to take you into custody if they think you’re withholding information or hiding her whereabouts.”

“She what? Where is she? Why is she getting arrested?”

Bucky’s brow furrowed. “Wanda?” he mouthed. You nodded. He went to grab his jacket.

You’d been worried about her, both of you, waiting to hear from her after she returned from the blip. You knew things weren’t easy for her right now, but no matter how many helping hands you extended, she didn’t seem to want to take one. Panic surged through you, worried about what could have happened, what you weren’t there to help with.

“You don’t know where she is?” you asked, phone shoved between your ear and shoulder as you shoved your belongings in your bag and made to rush out the door.

“Stop,” came Matt’s voice from your phone. “Whatever you’re about to do, don’t.”

“What?”

“You go out and find her right now, make contact with her while you have charges against you, you’re signing your prison sentence.”

“How would anyone know we found her?”

Matt just sighed, heavily. “Don’t do anything stupid, please?”

You heard a laugh that sounded like it came from behind him.

You stalled for a moment, dragging a deep breath into your lungs. When you spoke again, your voice was barely a whisper. “If she needs help, I need to try.”

“You can do that by not doing anything to jeopardize either of your cases.” His voice was soft in that way he got when he genuinely felt sorry for you. You tensed, clenching and unclenching your fist for a moment. “The police are going to want to question you about this. You should come to the office so we can prepare.”

“I’m on my way.” You hung up the phone and resisted the urge to throw it against the wall.

“What was that about?”

“The government really fucking hates us.”

Bucky barked out a laugh. “What do they want now?”

“Something’s happened with Wanda and they’d see her dead or behind bars before they lent a helping hand.” You shoved open the doors to the gym, stepping out into the cool winter air. Without your jacket, the claws of 30-degree weather dug themselves into your skin, taking root underneath the fire you felt. “This is bullshit, the way everyone is treating us, perceiving us. I helped saved the goddamned world! I’m starting to wonder if I shouldn’t have let it burn.”

Bucky slid your jacket over your shoulders as you marched forward. “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“The more people tell me that, the more it makes me not want to listen.”

You flung the door to Nelson, Murdock, and Page open, Foggy looking up from his desk as you entered. He greeted you with a warm smile, one you did not return. Warmth only made your foul mood worse.

“You look cheery,” he said.

You didn’t reply.

Matt emerged from his office, looking to be in about as good a mood as you were in. You heard Foggy mumble something from beside you as you gave him a once over.

“Come sit,” Matt said, opening his door wider.

“You have a game plan for how I can roll over and show my belly?” you huffed, slipping your bag off your shoulder and throwing yourself into a chair opposite his desk.

“Oh, boy, am I glad to be in a room with both of you right now,” Foggy mumbled. He opened a folder of god-knows-what, thumbing through it, brow furrowing.

“What’s the cause of your disdain this evening?” Matt asked. You recognized it as an olive branch of civility, some sort of truce stamped with understanding that you knew you should take, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You were itching for a fight, fingers dancing with the power that thrummed through you.

“You been outside lately?” you asked, barely restraining yourself.

“So, Wanda Maximoff,” Foggy cut in.

“What about her?” you asked. Something about him glued your eyes to Matt, and you could tell his focus wasn’t leaving you either, even as he ran his fingers over the braille paperwork in front of him.

“When was the last time you were in contact with her?”

“Month ago, maybe?”

Foggy hummed, noting something. “So you didn’t know about her plans to kidnap and enslave an entire town?”

That got your attention to snap. “Her what?”

“Details are still being released, but from what we understand, Wanda Maximoff held the town of Westview, New Jersey hostage for eleven days under some sort of mind control after breaking into a SWORD facility,” Matt explained in a monotone voice.

You stuttered, struggling to reply.

“Judging by your reaction, I’m going to guess you didn’t know about that.”

“No,” you said slowly, narrowing your eyes at him. “I didn’t.”

“She’s presumably on the run, a bunch of intelligence agencies are investigating the Westview anomaly, but they haven’t been able to find her. We can only guess they’ll come knocking on your door next,” Foggy provided.

“You and any other remaining Avengers,” Matt supplied every-so-helpfully.

You groaned, rolling your eyes and letting your head fall back against the chair. “Can’t they leave us alone?”

“That’s our job,” Foggy said. “Hopefully we can do the talking for you and get them off your back. Cooperation in this will probably help your case.”

“Great,” you groaned. More words in your mouth.

You watched as Matt clenched his jaw. Foggy kept taking, something about your case and what you should be saying and how you should be acting, but you kept your attention on Matt. And he was doing the same. His focus was on you, never wavering.

“Something to say, Murdock?”

You shouldn’t push, you know you shouldn’t push. But oh, God, did you want to push at someone who would push back.

“You’re getting off lucky, you know.”

You nearly cackled. “Lucky? Seriously? No, lucky is a pardon and a bit of sympathy for all the bullshit I have had to deal with for the past seven years.” You leaned forward, elbows on your knees. “I’m really curious as to what you’d consider unlucky.”

“Look at what’s happening to Maximoff. They could take you into custody, restrain you for your enhancement—”

“Oh, please, you know they’re just looking for a way to do that anyways. What the hell do you think the accords are?”

“But you have us to keep you out of that situation, many don’t—”

“We’ll, God bless!” You stood sharply. “What the hell would I do if I didn’t have you to fight this battle for me? Wanna make my bottle for me too?”

“You think you can fix everything yourself, don’t you?” Matt shot back, taking to his feet as well. He stalked around his desk. “You think your God’s gift to others with your enhancement and all you think you do, your position on some big strong team, isn’t that right?”

“Big talk for the pro bono lawyer,” you laughed. “What about you, huh? What do you do with your enhancement, Mr. Murdock?”

He stalled for a second before responding, and all it took was that second before you let your senses creep out, let it’s fingers snake into his own sense and gauge his reaction and—oh. How interesting.

You huffed. “What secrets are you hiding?”

“You’re not entitled to any part of my life,” Matt spat.

“You don’t get to pry at every aspect of mine and then get hurt when I push back!”

“Okay, enough!” Foggy shouted. “You guys are arguing like sixteen-year-olds.” He sighed, running a hand over his face before addressing you. “I know you’re tired of this, and I’m with you, you got the short ass straw, but we are on your side, and we’re helping you push back.” He turned to Matt, jabbing a finger at him. “And you’re just acting like a dick.”

You picked up your back, throwing it back over your shoulder. “I think I’ve had enough for this evening, gentlemen.”

You left, sensing Matt’s focus on you all the way out.

January 2024

It wasn’t until Bucky left a paper with the headline “The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen Returns!” on the counter for you to see that you realized he’d taken to following you home.

It didn't take much to put the pieces together and realize it was him. Every night, without fail, he was on a rooftop when you would walk out of the hospital, and you’d be able to sense him the whole way home. You’d pad through the snow the eight blocks between the hospital and Bucky’s apartment, where you’d eventually loose sight of him. He would run off, doing whatever it is horned vigilantes do, and you’d pass out and get ready for the next day.

It didn’t take long for you to get sick of the prowling.

You cornered him in his office one day, a hurricane making it’s way through the door with such force Foggy didn’t even try to intervene. You stuck him with a look that read all fire, even to a blind man.

“Isn’t stalking illegal, counselor?”

“Not stalking,” he responded, not removing his fingers from the paper in front of him. That didn’t stop his focus from sliding over you. “And you never objected when I’d walk you home before.”

“That was before you got annoying.” You braced two hands on his desk. “If the Devil stays in Hell's Kitchen, what are you doing in Brooklyn?”

“How’d you figure out it was me?”

“I don’t need an enhancement to put two and two together.”

He laughed, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands in his lap. “Think you’re that good, huh?”

“Oh, I know I am.” You narrowed your eyes at his fluffy hair and dark red glasses. And his stupidly attractive five o’clock shadow. Knock it off. “Whatever you think you have on me, I have just as much on you.”

“Why do you insist on biting every hand that feeds you?”

“I don’t, just yours.” You pushed off the table, making your way back towards the door. “Stop following me.”

His laugh followed you out of his office, down the stairs, and out the building. All the way back to Bucky’s apartment, where you felt the Devil taunting you before you went to sleep.

February 2024

The last time you picked Peter Parker up from school, it was late spring 2018. He was a sophomore, and you were freshly twenty years old. Now, Peter is finally a junior, and you’re going on twenty-six.

Peter’s hug crushed your ribs a little, but you weren’t one to complain. It was the first time you’d seen him after nearly six years. Six years of not knowing what the fuck happened in space. Six years of Tony stonewalling you because of his own ego. Six years of missing the kid you’d come to think of as a little brother.

And right now, he clung to you like one.

“How are you?” you asked him, sincerity dripping into your voice. “You grew up, are you kidding me?”

He laughed, eyes crinkling. “You’re one to talk. You’re, like, an adult now, bem.”

“Oh, my God.”

“What?” Peter asked, slightly panicked

“I haven’t heard that in so long.” You laughed, wide and true, slinging an arm around his shoulders. Bem was the nickname Peter had given you after you ended up stealing bunsen burners from Midtown to try and figure out how your powers worked. Peter was still a freshmen, and you and Steve had been on the run for six months at most. It was Peter who figured out exactly what yours powers did. The fifteen year old kid had been in the lab to make his web fluid. He’d called you bem, or a shortened, Peter-ified variation of biomolecule. When he’d first said it, you’d watched as Steve laughed harder than you’d seen in the last two years. You kissed him for the first time that night.

And you knew damn well that Tony would have your head just for being in contact with Peter, let alone for having a relationship with him. You explained it to him, in detail, what helping you meant. How it might be seen as a betrayal to Tony, someone who he saw as a guiding figure in his life. But you watched as the kid squared his shoulders and told you he didn’t care, because you needed him just as much as he needed you, and that if Tony needed to know, he would understand.

He didn’t know how right he had been.

The kid would stumble into your motel room the first few months when you were in New York still, beaten to hell and back. You would heal him, tell him to stop being so reckless, and send him back out knowing not a word of what you said was taken to heart.

Maybe it was a little bit of a felony to see him in the states, but you could never say no to him (especially when he was bleeding out on the carpet you knew you were going to have to tip the maid for).

“You weren’t at the funeral,” Peter said, situated in the passenger seat of your car.

You snapped your head to look at him, the statement pulling you free from your memories. You sighed. “You know the terms Tony and I left on. I was never his favorite person.”

“I think you should have been there.” He cast a sideways glance at you.

“I know, I know,” you said. “I don’t really have an excuse, or all that great a reason to offer you, other than seeing Tony’s funeral with dozens of people gathered to say goodbye to someone who—” You cut yourself off. Shit talking Tony to a grieving Peter was an ass move, even to you. “I just wasn’t ready for that.”

“I wish he was still around. To explain.”

His tone was somber, if a bit wounded, and you saw how guilt and frustration were gnawing him from the inside out.

“Explain?” you asked, brow furrowing.

“I just—“ He sighed, throwing his hands up. “He left more questions than answers at this point.”

“And you…”

“I don’t know where to look,” he sighed.

You laughed. “If it makes you feel any better, neither do I. Not a single part of anything that’s happening right now makes sense.”

He gave you a genuine, lopsided smile. “I guess it just feels like I could have—I’d have—”

“Hey, no, no. Don’t do that. Stop it.”

“Stop what?” Peter asked, defensive.

“That guilt you’re letting brew inside you. Tony’s death wasn’t your fault any more than Steve’s was mine or Nat’s was Clint’s. We all lost someone. And Peter, for the record?”

He met your eye, and you sensed the hesitancy there without even having to read his nerve signals.

“Tony adored you. Everyone knew that. Without you, I don’t think he would have tried to help Scott, and then no one would be here.”

You felt a rush of glutamate and norepinephrine, and reached for his hand as you honed in on the tears springing from his eyes, the saltwater spilling from him.

“They suck, don’t they?”

Peter laughed. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” You grabbed his hand across the console. “At least we’re not alone.”

He squeezed your hand back. “Not alone.”

Foggy pounded against the door to your apartment. You, for a moment, marveled at how he managed to catch you the one time you’d even been there in the last week an a half. It was starting to feel like someone really had it out for you.

You flung the door open, scowl etching deep into the lines of your face.

“Do you ever answer your phone on the first ring?”

“When it’s good news. You never have that anymore.”

“You’re a free woman in the state of New York,” he said, walking in (uninvited). “That’s good news.”

“Yeah, and now I have every paper in the city sniffing up my ass asking me about my work with ‘Captain Rogers’ and ‘Agent Romanoff’ and how the death of Saint Stark effected me,” you spat. You sighed, stopping in your tracks and running a hand over your eyes. “That was unfair. None of that is on you.”

“It’s alright, I really do come baring worse news.”

You groaned, dropping the bag of clothes you’d been packing to take back to Bucky’s on the floor.

“Your allotted time for signing the Accords is almost up,” Foggy said in a soft tone.

You flopped down onto the couch with a whine.

“You have to make a decision.”

“The decision is a collar or a leash!” You shut your eyes, dragging a hand through your hair. “What am I supposed to do here?”

“I can’t tell you what to do on this one,” he sighed. “If you sign, I can see if we can pull together some terms you can present. Maybe if we work up a contact for you—”

“More contracts just means more eyes on me. I’m not interested in my every move being tracked—”

“Listen, I know. I’ve thrown this thing at a wall more times than I can count. But we aren’t exactly in a position to bring this to the supreme court to get it ruled as unconstitutional, especially when 126 countries are signed on now.”

“So,” you said bitterly, “my options are collar or leash?”

“Maybe we can negotiate terms,” he said, sitting next to you on the couch. “Or, you don’t have to sign. You only need to sign if you’re planning on returning to work.”

“Work?” you asked, brows raising. “Someone getting the band back together? Bet it’ll be a big hit with the eight of us who are still alive.”

He laughed. “It’s up to you. If you plan on working for anything like SWORD, you’ll be forced to sign.”

You leaned your elbows on your knees, letting your head drop. “My hospital wants me to sign.”

“What?”

“If I want to stay in med school, they want me to sign.”

He was silent for a moment. “That’s… a contingency I didn’t see coming.”

“So, basically, if I want to keep working towards the degree I’ve spent five years on, and actually do some good, I have to sign the damn accords.” It made your blood boil, the idea that you started med school in the first place to learn how to hone your powers as best you could, and now you can’t even do anything with the work you put into it. “They’re counting hospitals as ‘private, non-government operations.’ My attending thinks it’s bull, but she can only do so much against the hospital board.”

Foggy shot to his feet. “Maybe I can find you a way out of that one.”

“Maybe?” You lifted your head to gape at him.

“It’s worth a shot, right? I mean, would you even be using your powers if you were a doctor?”

You snorted. “Probably.”

“Appreciate the honesty. I’m gonna go see what I can learn about medical law in 8 hours. I’ll call you tonight,” he said, making his way towards the door.

“Thanks, Foggy!” you called after him after biting back the response that you’d be much happier if he did not, in fact, call you later tonight.

March 2024

Bucky’s apartment was quiet this morning. He had been out doing god knows what last night and wasn’t back yet, and your early night turned into an early morning. The sun crept through the darkened shades, demanding to be seen and felt and indulged as it warmed the floor beneath your feet that carried you to the tiny kitchen to turn on the coffee maker.

This morning was nice, you thought. Nicer than you’d had in a while.

It was mornings like this that you didn’t feel like the world might cave in at any moment. Mornings like this that reset that part of your brain that insisted on remembering the worst of the world and the worst of people. Mornings like this that made you think that, just maybe, everything will be okay.

You wandered lazily through the steps of your morning routine. Freshening up, coffee and some reading in the books you started lugging around everywhere again, even stretching out every aching joint in your body, feelings of contentment seeping in as you reached over your head, pretending like you could get up and fly away. Just for a moment.

You were ready for your day by nine. The shades had been thrown open and Bucky stumbled in about an hour ago, grumbling about the brightness, but ultimately falling asleep on the couch like a cat curled in the beams of sunlight. You smiled faintly to yourself, finally picking up your phone for the first time in what felt like forever. You debated putting it back down and taking just a little while longer before you let the world in, but then your eyes skimmed a dozen news alerts that all mentioned ‘Captain America,’ along with about twenty texts and calls from your friends.

Before you got a chance to investigate, your phone rang again.

Incoming call from: Sam Wilson

“Hi,” you answered. “How’s your morning?”

“You seen the news?”

“Just now checking my phone. Had an early night last night, so—“

“Where’s Bucky?”

His tone sent a chill down your spine. You glanced over to his sleeping figure. “He’s asleep. Why, is something wrong?”

“Turn on channel five.”

You did as instructed.

“John Walker was named the new Captain America last night in a dazzling display of patriotism!”

“What is this?” It suddenly felt like all the blood had rushed out of your body. Your morning coffee was quickly making its way back up your throat.

“Bullshit, that’s what,” Sam said. “I gave up that shield so it could preserve Steve's legacy, not be some prop for this jackass to—“

“What does this mean?” Your hands shook. You couldn’t get a grip on what this was. New Captain America? It’s not Steve. Not Steve, not Steve. “Wha—w—new Captain America? They—It’s not—That doesn’t make any sense.”

Sam said your name softly, as if trying to comfort you. You barely heard over the sound of the blood rushing through your body.

You stuttered again, desperately trying to turn these incoherent syllables into something of a sentence that could express, or maybe explain what this all was, but ultimately it was in vain. Behind you, Bucky started to stir and his eyes fixed on the screen in front of you. Distantly, you heard him say something. Maybe call your name, ask for clarification. You’d long since dropped your phone.

You just sank to your knees, staring at the TV where someone who wasn’t Steve or Sam held the shield like it was a symbol that meant anything to him.

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