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[softcozykiddo]

Hewo fwends! Dis is virgil otis bant! He ish a build a bear fwoggy and an early cwismas present! I wub him vewwy deawly.

His bifday ish today da 20 of december. He uses he/dey pwonouns.

Dis him in deir jammies an me wif him.

Bye bye fwens i wish chu a merry cwismas an any ofer celebwations a happy time.

[ddaengt]

Blue eyed babe chapter three

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[pheita]

Fluffcember Day 1

Thanks @siarven @raiswanson​ and @paper-shield-and-wooden-sword for getting the idea in the first place. 

This little piece belongs to my WIP “Demon of the Seas” and takes place towards the end of it. 

Tagging @littlephoenix-fire @writinginslowmotion @contes-de-rheio @idriltelcontar @jaimistoryteller @writingwordsanddrawingpictures @thewrittenpost and @fragrant-stars because of the tag list 

1. Sunrise

The celebration already lasted for three days as Becca got up in the morning to see the sunrise from the railing. With her mug of tea held tight against the soft chill of the early morning she stretched her neck a bit. Sleeping in a bed made for only one person with two people wasn’t always the most pleasurable experience.

She heard the door to Killian’s cabin and smiled. It took him only a few moments to find her up there.

“Sneaky pirate”, he laughed as he climbed the small stairs up to her.

“I just wanted to see the sunrise, ya know?”

“Thought so. Why are you even up?”

“Ya stole the damn blanket again.”

With an apologizing smirk he stepped next to her. After he stretched, Killian put his arms on the railing and looked onto the sea where the first glimmer of early light showed itself. Becca mirrored his actions carefully to not spill her drink. She offered him her mug without a word. For a moment he raised his eyebrow questioning at her.

“Don’t worry, mon cher, it’s just tea. It’s not spiked as the stuff Adam mixed yesterday.”

“I was actually confused where you got warm water.”

“Ya cook had the first kettle over the heat when I came in.”

Again she could see confusion in his eyes and snickered.

“Not ya morning?”

“Nope, still asleep.”

Becca moved a bit closer and laid her head on his shoulder.

“It’s a new day.”

“It’s a new life for us.”

“Aye, it is. Ya sad ya couldn’t keep ya name?”

He shrugged while he took a sip.

“It’s a small price for my life. Our crews are happy about the outcome. We know where the real treasure is. And most of all: I found you.”

“Charmer.”

“Aye, that’s what they call me.”

He handed her the mug back. The next moment Killian pulled Becca onto him with an impish smile.

“What are ya up to now?”, she laughed already expecting another crazy idea.

“Wanna wake up the hangover crews?”

“Not like yesterday. The other captain’s still hate ya for yelling ‘Red-skirts’ all over Tortuga to get them up.”

“You have to admit, it was a funny sight.”

“Aye, it was but I like to stay friends with some of the other captain’s, ya know?”

“Aye, noted. So, buckets of water it is?”

The mischief grew in his eyes and Becca had to admit the idea was funny as hell.

“Aye, I take Françoise. He deserved it.”

“He is all yours, my lovely pirate lady.”

As she rolled her eyes at him Killian kissed her cheek before he let her go.

“Let’s get some buckets”, she stated and smacked his ass.

Satisfied she noticed he jumped a bit.

[gentlemanblueprint]

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[softcozykiddo]

Hewo fwens. Sowwy fow nu posting in a while. I hab sum nice news doe. I got sum new blankies an a chewy. Da blankies aw cawwed ollie an eli an da chewy ish cawwed sully da skull. Hewe dey aw.

Hope chu hab a gud day/night fwens. Bye bye.

I gon put da speshal bannew hewe otay?

[joannie95]

Epiphany

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: This is my submission for @avengerscompound writing challenge. The prompt I chose was Epiphany which is a moment of sudden revelation.

A/N: Thank you to @itsanerdlife for being my guide to anything and everything pitbull. this is a bucky fic but if I’m being honest Frankie is the star of the show. And thank you to @mo320 for proof reading

Warnings: Talk about past abuse towards an animal 

You were taking a walk in the park with your blue nosed pitbull Frankie and getting the occasional side eye you have grown accustomed to. On the outside all anyone saw was a vision creature who should have been put down but on the inside he was your precious chunky monkey who got a second chance in life who would never hurt a fly.

He was starting to get a little antsy so you tighten your grip on his leash. One second he was walking next to you and the next he took a running start and you lost your grip on his leash. You started shouting and running after him. In the distance you saw him on top of a very large man licking his face. That was the thing about Frankie, he's a gentle giant but he's more than capable of knocking a large man down on his ass. As you got closer you saw a wrapper on the ground and crumbs all over Frankie's face.

"Francis Michael Y/L/N!" That got his attention and he quickly sat back. "What on earth are you doing, get off him now." You ran the rest of the way and helped the man up. "I am so sorry I don't know what got into him." You started to brush off the grass off his back and arms but stopped when you felt him stiffen. 

"I'm so sorry." You slightly lowered your head and nudged your dog. "Frankie apologize." He followed your lead and lowered his head. You looked up when you heard a chuckle.

"It's alright doll, no harm done. Although I can't say the same for my bagel." He looks down to point out the wrapper on the floor. 

"Please let me buy you a new one." 

"There's no need." He gives you a small smirk.

"It's the least I can do." You grab Frankie's leash and stick your hand out to introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N and this trouble maker here is Francis Michael or Frankie for short." 

He takes your hand and introduces himself as well. "My name is Bucky, it's good to meet you." He lowers himself and introduces himself to Frankie. "It's good to meet you too Frankie." He sticks his hand out and Frankie immediately places his paw on top of it. "Well aren't you a good boy." He looks up when he hears you chuckle.

"Only occasionally, he's a vicious beast the rest of the time." You're looking past Bucky when you say it, glaring at an older woman who was looking at your dog with disgust.

The three of you start to walk on your way to replace Bucky's bagel. When he asks what that was about. "Nothing really just putting someone in their place. Frankie here always gets judgmental looks, his breed doesn't have the best reputation." 

"I can relate." He clenches his gloved hand when he speaks. "He's just a dog though, I can't imagine someone judging him." 

"He doesn't have the best past but he's worked hard to get where he is." You look down and smile at him.

"How so?" He curiously questions you.

You get a little emotional when you start to think about his past. "Frankie was a shelter dog who was rescued from a dog fighting ring, he was found chained up and abandoned. So malnourished you could see his ribs, he was too weak to move so he let people take him back to a shelter. He was able to recover from his injuries but he does have PTSD, he doesn't like new people and that's the main reason he didn't get adopted for a while. I went by the shelter one day and when I saw him I knew we were meant to be family. He still seemed so scared so I constantly returned to see him and little by little he started to warm up to me until he was ready to go to his forever home." You looked down and smiled at him. "He's still wary of new people especially people like the woman you saw earlier who try to tell him he's a bad boy even though in his heart he knows he's not, he's just misunderstood."

"Wow, he's got quite a past doesn't he." Bucky scratches behind Frankie's ear.

"He does, his past will always be a part of him but it doesn't define who he is." 

You don't notice the look Bucky gives you, one of pure love.

Ever since that day you and Bucky have become close friends, but more importantly he and Frankie have become close friends. You've found out all about his life and you think their similarities with their PTSD and how people perceive them have helped them bond. Frankie likes to hide behind Bucky whenever he's in trouble.

One day you found a chewed up shoe underneath your bed and almost lost it. "Francis Michael you get your butt over here!" You walk out to your living room and see him hiding his head under Bucky's arm. You hold up your shoe for him to see. "Young man, what is this. That's it no treat for you, dogs who chew up shoes get no treats."

"Oh come on doll I'm sure he didn't mean it." He leans in closer to Frankie as you walk away. "Don't worry bud I'll make sure to sneak you a couple treats." 

"James Buchanan Barnes stop enabling him." You shout from the next room.

Bucky just laughs and cuddles up to Frankie.

You were going on a late afternoon walk with Frankie, it had been a busy day so you hadn't had a chance until now. You were trying to rush home and beat the rain, it always made Frankie very uneasy and thunder always sent him in a panic. You were halfway home when you heard a crack in the distance and whimpering right after. "Oh crap, come on buddy let's hurry home." Before you knew it you saw a flash of lightning in the sky as it started to pour. You tried to tighten your grip on the leash but Frankie started to tug and flail, the second your grip loosened he ran.

"Frankie!" You started to frantically run after him trying to catch up. The rain was falling so hard you were starting to lose sight of him. After a few minutes you started to slow down to catch your breath. You looked around and started to panic completely, you couldn't see him anywhere. "No no no no no, this can't be happening. Frankie! Frankie where are you!" Your chest was starting to tighten and you felt tears sting your eyes, you pulled out your phone and called the only person you could think of. "Buck, I lost him. I lost Frankie. We were in the park and it started to rain, he got scared and he ran off. I don't know where he is, I don't know what to do. What do I do?"

"Hey listen to me ok, just breathe. I'll be there soon. Don't worry we'll find him." He hung up the phone and you stood underneath a tree. 

The rain died down a little but it was still falling hard. You're not sure how much time passed, you flinched when you felt a hand touch your shoulder. As soon as you saw it was Bucky you started to cry and he pulled you into a hug.

"It's going to be okay I promise. I need you to go home and I'll find him."

You tried to fight him on it. That was your baby out there, he was lost and scared and you needed to make sure he was safe. 

"You're freezing and you could get sick so I need you to go home and I'll stay and find him ok." He gave you a look of concern.

You simply nodded. "Thank you Bucky."

"Of course, what are friends for?" You missed the look of pain when he said friends. He hailed you a cab and you went home. 

The whole way there you were worried, what if he was in danger or hurt and crying out for help. Once you made it home you showered and changed into warm clothes as you waited for Bucky's call. You tried to distract yourself as you waited. You thought back to your and Bucky's friendship. He's always been there for you when you needed him. Thru small things like a bad day at work, or a bad breakup. And larger problems like Frankie's mental and physical health. You would always thank him for being an amazing friend and he would always respond by tucking your hair behind your ear and saying "anything for you doll." His hand would always linger but you never thought much about it. He's done so much and has never asked for anything in return, such an amazing friend. 

It suddenly hits you, everything has been right in front of you this whole time and you've never realized it. 

There's a knock on your door and you rush to open it. Standing in front of you is Bucky holding Frankie against his chest both soaked from head to toe. He walks in and sets him down and you immediately pull Frankie into a hug.

"Frankie I missed you so much, do you know how scared I was." You never wanted to let go. Once you did you stood up and pulled Bucky into a hug. "Thank you. Not just for this but for everything. You've always been there for me when I needed you." You pulled back and looked up at him.

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "Anything for you doll." 

It was now or never. You placed both hands on his cheeks and gave him the opportunity to pull away if he chose to. When he didn't you pulled him in for a kiss, after a second you felt a hand go on your cheek and the other go around your neck. You both pulled away when you needed to breathe. You looked at each other and smiled. 

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[imaginationintowords]

Not Good Enough *part four*

Avengers x Reader miniseries

word count: 2019

Plot: Reader has her first day at her new job, and then gets a surprise visit.

Part one Part two Part three

[a/n: Sorry it took so long, school got really busy. But I am officially done with this semester. Hopefully this was worth the wait! The next part will be the last! Also if I forgot to tag you please let me know!]

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My alarm went off at 6 a.m. I started with a shower and got ready for my first day at Oscorp.

I looked at the clock and it read 7:15. I had to leave in the next 5 minutes if I wanted to get to Oscorp by 8.

I walked into the kitchen to find my grandma pouring coffee into a travel cup for me.

“Good morning.” she smiled handing me the closed cup.

“Morning.” I smiled back, taking a sip of the hot caffeinated beverage.

“How’d you sleep?” she asked, taking a sip of her own coffee.

“Okay. I’m anxious to start the day.” I tell her.

“I’m sure everything will go smoothly.” she positively reassures me.

“I better go if I don’t want to be late.” I tell her grabbing my bag and heading for the door.

“Have a good day.” she calls out.

“Thanks.” I call back opening the front door to be greeted by an orchid on the floor.

I picked it up and placed it on the table by the door. I grabbed the card, it read:

“[Y/N], I know I’m the last person you want to see/talk to. Please we need to talk. -Tony.”

I pocketed the card and left, closing the front door behind me.

The best thing for me to do is to push Tony, and the rest of the Avengers to the back of my mind.

I got to Oscorp with 5 minutes to spare. I sat in the lobby waiting for Norman.

“[Y/N]!” I heard a few minutes later.

“Hi, Mr. Osborn.” I stood up, shaking his hand.

“What did I say, call me Norman.” he greeted.

“Right. That’ll take some getting used to.”

“Come on, let me show you around, before I take you to the lab.” he smiles.

Norman spent the first hour giving me a thorough tour of Oscorp. Things like where the cafeteria is at, restrooms, certain offices, etc.

“Now time to show you where you’ll be making the magic happen.” he says as we get into the elevator. He presses the 8 button.

“Floors 8-12 are the lab floors. 8 is where you’ll be stationed mostly at.”

The doors open and we’re greeted by a completely blinding floor. Everything is white with blinding fluorescent lights. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust.

“We are currently focused on making clean reusable energy accessible to everyone. Starting here in New York, then nationwide, then the world.” he optimistically explained, walking in front of her.

I take a look around. A lot of the equipment looks similar to what we were using at Stark Industries. But I know for a fact that Oscorp is at least 3 years behind Stark.

“Obviously with your help we’ll be able to achieve that goal faster.”

“I hope so.” I wearily say, trying to keep up with Norman’s quick pace.

“Oh I know so.” he remarks, glancing towards her.

“I’m sure you know all about this type of technology because of Stark.” he says.

“Uh not really.” I hesitate.

“What do you mean?”

“I didn’t work in the clean energy department at Stark Industries.” I lie, “I was basically Tony’s assistant.

It didn’t feel right telling Norman what I did with Tony. Whatever happened between Tony and I won’t be a proper excuse for selling Tony out. He’s been working on all of this far longer than I’ve been involved.

"Tony really wasted your abilities on just being his assistant." Norman scoffs.

We walk into another portion of the lab to be greeted by a man around my age.

"And here he is. [Y/N] this is Doctor Brendan Octavius. Brendan this is the brilliant [Y/F/N]. You two will be working alongside together." Norman introduces us.

"Nice to meet you." he extends his hand.

"You too." I politely say.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it." Norman nods his head, and goes off on his own way.

"So we're working on a new clean energy prototype to show to the governor."Brendan explains to me.

"Oh. The governor?" I questioned.

"Yeah. He wants to look for other ways to provide reusable energy for the smaller urban cities."

"Oh. That's amazing." I try and genuinely say.

Little does he know the governor has already signed a huge deal with Stark Industries. It was supposed to be announced next week, on Earth Day.

"When Tony Stark announced his clean energy initiative, Norma was so upset. Rightfully so. Stark has way more help due to his daddy's money." he rants on.

I wince a little at that comment.

"Everyone only agrees with him because he's Iron Man." he rolls his eyes, as he continues his rant.

"Well, tony has been working towards this for ten plus years." I hesitantly say, starting to get slightly offended.

"He does have a lot of leeway because he is Iron Man, but his credibility is reliable." I continue, watching Brendan's reaction become even more sour.

"You work for Oscorp now. Are we going to have a loyalty issue here? Because from what I heard, Stark had no problem getting rid of you." he glares at me, I can just feel the hatred and anger coming off of him, scaring me a bit.

"No. There won't be any issues." I tell him, slowly backing away from his intense glare.

What the hell have I gotten myself into.

For the rest of the day I remained quiet, just following closely to what Brendan was doing.

By the end of the day I just wanted to go home. Throughout the day Brendan kept talking down on me, as if I had no clue what he was working on. He put me down at any chance he got. I just wanted to get home and have big glass of wine and a hot bath.

As I walk down the hall towards the apartment, I notice someone sitting down in front of it. As I got closer the person notices me.

"James? What are you doing here?" I ask the man, as I stop in front of him.

"Hey. No one answered, so I thought I would just wait." he said pointing to the door, as he gets up from his spot in front of it.

"My grandma goes to bingo on Monday nights." I tell him.

"Can we please talk?" he asks, pleading with his eyes.

"Sure. Come in." I say opening the door and letting him inside.

I drop my stuff on the kitchen counter and let out a sigh.

"Want anything to drink?" I ask grabbing the wine and glasses.

"No thank. I'm good." he says eyeing my pouring the wine almost to the brim of the glass.

"Rough day?" he asks, sitting down on a  stool at the counter.

"Rough month." I say taking a sip, but keeping eye contact with him.

"About that. That's what I came here to talk about."

"You can save the schpeel. I heard Tony and Steve when they came by yesterday." I tell him, taking another sip.

"You didn't hear the whole thing. Plus it's me, I wouldn't bullshit you." he tells me.

"Wouldn't you? Steve is your best friend."

"Yeah, but he's fucking idiot. Him and Tony. They handled everything all wrong. I wasn't there, but from what I heard you didn't deserve that kind of treatment." he says.

"But didn't I? I fucked up that mission badly. People got hurt. You got hurt." I tell him, feeling my eyes start to tear up.

After the day I had, there was no use in hiding my emotions, not around Bucky.

Bucky and I had gotten close this past year, since he got back from Wakanda. We were just enjoying each other's company, no added pressure. Our job comes with enough of that, you don't really want that to follow your personal life.

We provided each other with a safe haven. We went to each other whenever we were having a hard time. Free of judgment. Nothing physical had happened between us, besides the occasional falling asleep in the other's bed after a bad night.

There was an unspoken rule between us, there was no rush. Bucky was just getting used to the modern world, after coming back from Wakanda. He was still adjusting to the modern New York life. We also respected each other too much to rush it. It'll happen when it does, and I'm willing to wait as long as James needed.

"I'm sorry." he apologizes at the sight of tears, he come sup to wrap his arms around me. I graciously accept them.

"It's not your fault." I sniffle.

"I should've noticed sooner you weren't home. We all just assumed you were avoiding us." He said, rubbing my back gently.

"I was." I sniffled some more, his grip getting tighter.

After a few moments, I calmed down and pulled away from Bucky.

"I'm good now." I tell him, looking up at him.

"You sure?" his hand loosely on my hips.

"Yeah. I'm good." I reassure him, giving him a smile.

"Can we talk about what happened? If you're up for it. I just need to understand." he softly says.

"Sure. Lets go sit." I say leading him towards the couch.

We sat down a cushion apart, facing each other.

"What don't you understand?" I ask, my arm draped on the back of the couch.

"Why you left." he says, also draping his arm on the back of the couch.

"Because I'm not cut out to be an Avenger. I'm the weakest link." I tell him.

"Bullshit. Where'd you get that from?" he says flabbergasted.

"Everyone."

"What? No one thinks that. No one has ever thought that before. " he says confused.

"Don't lie. You don't need to protect my feelings anymore." I roll my eyes.

"Come on [Y/N], why the hell would I ever lie to you. We don't do that." he stresses seriously, "Tony and Steve were complete dicks with how they treated you. You never deserved that."

"Yes I did. I fucked up, and critically injured the team." I tell him, feeling myself becoming aggravated.

"Stop. Stop it." he says, becoming more frustrated.

"That was not your fault. You lost control, but the type of powers you have are still developing. You haven't even had your time abilities for a year. They're still new to you. Tony and Steve knew that. It was a chance they wanted to take, you were even unsure about it, you told them that. What happened back there should've been on them. You can only hold time for so long before you get tired. But that doesn't make you weak, it just means you're still learning. The same happens with Wanda, doesn't make it her fault." Bucky explains.

"Please believe me when I say, this wasn't your fault. Believe me when I say, you aren't the weakest member of this team. You're one of the strongest and smartest. Whatever, or whoever made you believe otherwise is completely wrong." he passionately says.

I was overcome with emotion, and couldn't help the tears falling down my face.

"I'm sorry you had to go through all of this alone. I'm sorry you ever had those thoughts." he begins, gently wiping the tears off my face.

"We need you [Y/N]. I need you." he says, looking me in the eyes. I look into his to see the tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

"What if I lose control again? What if next time it costs someone's life?" I say.

"What if you don't?"

"I'm scared." I confess to him, choking up.

"Aren't we all? Isn't that what makes us human?" he softly says, rubbing my hand.

"We need you [Y/N]." he says holding my hand.

"Please, can you come back home?" he says, the words getting caught in his throat as he fights back his tears.

"Okay. Since you asked so nicely." I joked, cutting the tension.

"Thank-you." he lets out a breathy laugh, shaking his head, smiling so big. He scooted closer and gave me a hug.

"I'll just have to go down to Oscorp tomorrow and let Norman know I'll be leaving." I tell him, as we pull apart.

"While you do that, I'll head back to the compound and let everyone know you're coming back." he smiles, my stomach and face dropping a little.

"It's going to be okay. Trust me. Everyone is going to be over the moon to see you. I promise." he reassures me, I nod in response.

"Can you do me one favor?" I ask him.

"Anything."

"Can you please stay the night with me?" I ask.

"Of course." he smiles, standing up from the couch, and holding out his hand. I smile grabbing it as he pulls me up.

"Lead the way."

[rogue-barnes-16]

HEAL ME (part IX/X)

Summary: she was a nurse. He was a soldier. They fell in love at first sight. It was beautiful, true love. But something isn’t beautiful because it lasts.

Pairing: 40's!Bucky Barnes x nurse!Reader

Title: You'll never know

Genre: hypocritical fluff

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Warnings: language, angst, death

A/N: if you got this far, you just know you're about to suffer. If it makes y'all feel better, I suffered writing it, too so yeah, we're even. Hope you "enjoy" it lol <3.

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STEVE'S P. O. V.

I sighed, arms crossed over my chest while my mind roamed the pros and cons of Bucky's request. "She's gonna get mad." I finally replied, lifting my eyes to look at my bestfriend. "She's gonna get really mad, Buck."

"C'mon Steve." he whined, taking a couple of steps in my direction. "I didn't ask for anything in all this time, now I need ya to do me this favor and you're gonna say no?"

I shook my head no. "that's the thing, pal, 's not a regular favor." I peaked at our sides and lowered my tone to speak again. "You're asking me to leave our nurse out of this mission."

"alright, Stevie. Tell me ya think she's needed in this mission." he retorted, slowly building up a point that I knew I wouldn't be able to take down. "Let's say someone gets hurt, what do we do? We take whoever it is all the way back to the cliff?" I averted my eyes, well aware that he was right. "It's a suicide mission, either we come back with Zola, or we don't come back. So please, leave her out of this one." I pursed my lips, still hesitant about taking that decision. "Steve, for fucks sake, I love her."

I took a moment before responding. "She's gonna hate me."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

READER'S P. O. V.

"what the hell was that?" I questioned, genuinely confused about Steve's decision to leave me out of this one mission, alleging zero reasons. "He can't fuckin' do that without Philips' permission."

"Ya heard him, ya ain't coming." Bucky stated putting on his blue coat without sparing me one single look. "ya ain't needed."

"what the hell is that supposed to mean?" my question held a warning tone, letting him know I didn't like one bit what he was saying.

"we don't need medical assistance in this one." he replied, a little quieter than his voice had been in the previous sentence.

"Suddenly y'all know when I'm needed?" I started to pace.

"Ya heard Steve, doll."

"Yah, and now he's gonna hear me." I made my way to Captain America's tent, but right before reaching it, Bucky’s hand was tugging my arm. "what the hell ya doin' now?"

He only let go when we were far enough from the camp for them to hear us. "It wasn't Steve's idea." he confessed. "I don't want you to come."

"You can't do that." I stated in a growl-like tone. "You can't leave me out of missions 'cause you're scared of losing me." I stepped closer to him, not breaking eye contact for a single second. "you think I ain't scared of losing ya?" I whispered with concern mixing with the anger in my voice. "you think I don't wanna pull your self-deprecating ass outta the battlefield and drag you back to Brooklyn?" he slightly tilted his head to the side, his slate blue eyes roaming all over my body, and getting lost here and there. "But I don't do it, 'cause I know I can't,' cause this doesn't work like that."

"what if you could?" his hushed tone made it seem as if he was about to confess a secret no one knew. "What if it worked like that?" I frowned, not really understanding what he wanted me to. "what if we come back home?"

"What- what d'ya mean?" I muttered, trying not to get any hopes beforehand.

His fingers intertwined with mines hesitantly, and, after licking his lips, a half smile that I had only see the night we met appeared in his gaze. "y'know what I mean." he closed the distance between us, his lips ghosting over mines. "I wanna take ya back to Brooklyn, to a house of ours."

"Bucky..." I could feel my legs shaking as swallowed, trying to calm down before attempting to form a proper sentence. "I... Steve-- what 'bout Steve?"

"That punk got this handled, and Carter got him handled. I've had enough of this bullshit," he murmured, pecking my lips in the most tender way. "I just wanna wake up every day in an actual bed with you besides me. I wan' a future with my best gal that doesn't include war and death."

His eyes, that had been casted down to our feet during his little speech, came back to mine, and to his dismay —and to my damn luck—, I saw the trick. "Ya gonn' ask me to stay out of this mission again, and then ya gonna promise me we'll leave when you come back, don't ya?"

"Doll..." he clenched his jaw, unable to deny that disappointing truth that had just ruined my brief hopes.

"ya think I'm a lil gal?" I inquired, pulling away from him. "you'll come back, and we won't leave, I'm not stupid James."

"Please trust me on this one." he pleaded, with pain in his voice, the same pain that was making my heart clench, the pain caused by the fact that what Bucky had just described was impossible. "Please Y/n... Why can't ya trust me?"

"Fuck 'cause it's been more than two years and you're still protecting Steve, not giving a fuck 'bout your life!" a tear was shed, but I was fast enough to wipe it away.

BUCKY'S P. O. V.

"we both know that when you come back, we're not leaving." she now refused to look at me in the eye, and, even if it hurt like hell, I knew why she wouldn't believe me.

But it was alright, she didn't have to believe me, I thought. "Ya don't take my word? Alright, you don't gotta, I'll prove it to ya." I informed her, trying my best to calm my nerves by gripping the ring in my pocket.

"Stark's already waiting for ya." she mumbled, hugging herself. "Ya better leave already."

I was going to leave, but a chill ran down my spine, and I stepped towards Y/n, taking advantage of her eyes fixed on the plane situated in our left to steal a kiss from her lips.

"I love you." I waited a few seconds for her to say it back, but she didn't. Instead, she kept her eyes shut while a couple of tears ran down her cheeks. "and I know you love me, you don't gotta say it." I said, more to myself that to her, cleaning her tears. "See ya later, doll."

I turned around and, after taking a couple of steps away, I heard a weak whisper, tamed by the anger and the pride. "Come back to me, Barnes."

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READER'S P. O. V.

I hugged myself, standing in the outside of the camp. Not even the way too large for my size coat that belonged to Dum Dum was enough to endure a few minutes in the coldness of that night in London.

I wouldn't have come outside if it wasn't because we had just received a weak, really brief transmission from Gabe, informing us that they succeeded.

That's all he said, that they succeeded. Or at least all he had time to say. That they succeeded.

A minute or so after I had started to freeze out, I saw Stark's small plane preparing to land. I ran towards them, partially because I was so eager to fix things with Bucky —to tell him that I trusted him and I loved him, to assured him I believed him—, partially because I needed the heat provided by a run, even if it was the tiniest.

Gabe and Morita climbed out of the vehicle first, escorting Zola with both of his guns pointed at him. "Take him to the camp, then go straight to the infirmary, will ya?" Morita nodded without looking at me, and Gabe sniffed quietly.

It was then that I hesitated before resuming my approach to the plane, because now it felt as if something wasn't right.

As if the mission had gone wrong.

Since they came back with Zola, that didn't seem possible, but I wasn't able to shake that feeling away.

I wasn't in a rush any longer, because suddenly it came to me that maybe something had gone wrong, that maybe someone wasn't in the plane.

Dum Dum and Montgomery were the next to leave the plane, helping Steve.

Steve who had gotten injured, that was it, nothing else. Then, why couldn't I shake that goddamn feeling off me?

I peaked at the inside of the plane to see only Jaques inside with his face buried in both his hands. He was crying too.

But there was no body.

"Where's Bucky?" I questioned, turning around to face Steve. I double checked him and noticed he didn't have any injuries. "Steve. Where's Bucky." no one answered. "Where the hell is James?!"

"we-" Dum Dum swallowed, holding back his tears. He was the only one who dared to look at my face. "he- he fell off... the train."

The world around me stopped and everything disappeared for a moment.

"what?" I barely heard my own voice.

"he was with Steve and I think a hole..." Gabe's words digged deep into me. I no longer could hear what he was telling me, because Bucky had been protecting Steve.

I didn't think much about it. I couldn't. The next thing I remember was my hand slapping Steve's face with such a force that it made him stumble.

"Are you fucking HAPPY?!" my feet led me to Steve once again, probably ready to hit him again, but I felt a tug on both my arms, holding me back. "HE WAS HERE 'CAUSE OF YOU! CAUSE IN TWO GODDAMN YEARS YOU COULDN'T SEE HE WAS HURTING!!"

"Y/n—"

"and now FUCK- he got killed protecting you' cause that's the only thing he was here for!" I tried to reach him again and I felt another tug. "YOU FUCKIN' DRAGGED HIM HERE! AND YOU DRAGGED ME TOO! AND NOW HE'S DEAD AND THE ONLY REASON I'M NOT 'S 'CAUSE OF HIM"

My voice cracked. Badly. My legs hit the ground. I felt two arms hugging me and I realized it was Jaques when some French words were whispered against my hair.

I came to my senses just to realize I was crying heavily. Steve was too. After a while I would realized how guilty he felt, how bad my words stung his golden heart, but truth needed to be said.

Right?

Maybe not, maybe I was being terribly unfair, but I felt as if I was dying, and my mind was too focused on the regret and the pain, to realize I had made a mistake.

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Side Effects May Include (Tony Stark x Daughter)

Side Effects May Include (Masterlist)

Part 17

Warnings: Mentions of rape and a suicide attempt

Word Count: 1,354

“You ready for some visitors?” Tony asked his daughter as she fiddled with her fingers.

“Who’s out there?” Olivia asked.

“From what I know of, Steve, Nat, Bucky, and Peter.”

Olivia couldn’t help but smile at Peter’s name, after all, he was still her only friend, “does Peter know the full story?”

Tony let out a soft chuckle, “Yeah,” he cleared his throat, “even put it upon himself to go give Bren a piece of his mind.”

“What!?”

“Probably shouldn’t have told you that,” Tony muttered.

“Probably should’ve started with that!” Olivia exclaimed, “I want to see him.”

“Of course, I am pretty sure he wants to see you too,” Tony gave his daughter a wink.

She looked at her dad with a confused expression, “what does that suppose to mean?”

“Oh, nothing,” Tony smiled, “I’ll go get, Spidey for you.”

Olivia sighed, she didn’t know how Peter was going to react when he saw her. But she knew that’s he has stayed so far, that’s all that mattered.

Tony walked out of the room, walking down the hall and into the waiting room where everyone was, “She wants to see you, Spidey.”

Earning ‘ooooo’s from everyone in the room, “someone’s in trouble,” Nat said as she took a sip of her coffee.

Peter sighed as he got up from his chair, “did you tell her what happened?”

“It might’ve slipped out,” Tony said with a smirk. Peter groaned to himself as he walked out of the waiting room with Tony. “You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

“It’s Olivia for christ's sake, have you ever been scolded by her?”

“... You’re right, you have a lot to worry about,” Tony patted Peter’s back and then opened the door, Olivia gave her dad the look. The look that meant to leave them alone, “I’ll be in the waiting room,” Tony smiled at them both before closing door.

“Really Peter?!” Olivia threw a pillow at him, “beating up Bren!?”

Peter sighed and picked up the pillow, fluffing it a bit as he walked over to Olivia, he placed the pillow back onto Olivia’s back, “he deserved it,” he mumbled.

“You could’ve made things worse,” she whispered.

“So? I don’t regret it if anything it’s on me,” Peter said softly.

Olivia glanced at his hands, noticing the small bruises and scraps forming on his knuckles, she gently grabbed them, “you could’ve gotten hurt.”

“I’m spider-man, I’ve dealt with worse,” Olivia let out a soft chuckle. Peter couldn’t stop staring at her as she examined his hands, he couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful she was, how he could’ve lost her, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Olivia sighed, she gently put Peter’s hand down, “I told Jasmine,” she chuckled, “and then she said that I probably wanted it, because of rumors that were circulating in school… She decided to listen to rumors rather than her friend…”

Peter grabbed Olivia’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, “but I’m not Jasmine.”

“But how was I supposed to know, Peter? How was I supposed to know that you wouldn’t do the same?” Olivia felt tears well up in her eyes.

“Because I love you,” Peter blurted.

Olivia quickly turned to look at Peter, “you love me?”

“I didn’t mean to say that!”

“But you said it!” She looks towards their hands, she couldn’t help but feel how it felt so right, “what about Jasmine?”

Peter sighed, “I was just playing along because I was afraid of your feelings towards me.”

Olivia chuckled, “funny, I had this huge crush on you when I first met you and I’d be lying if I said I still didn’t have one.”

Peter perked up, “are you saying…”

“I’m saying that my feelings towards you might be the same.”

“Might?”

“I’m trying to indicate that if we do anything about this,” she picked up their hands that were not intertwined, “I want to take it slow, especially with everything going on.”

Peter gave her an understanding nod, “I can do slow.”

“This doesn’t mean I’m not angry at you anymore for beating up Bren!” Olivia said sternly.

Peter smiles, “admit it, you think he deserved it.”

Olivia sighed, “yeah, he did but it was kind of reckless, Peter. What if my dad didn’t show up? What then?”

“Bren would be dead,” Peter mumbled.

Olivia rolled her eyes, “or you could’ve gotten hurt! Or thrown into jail!”

“I’m spider-man, I doubt that would happen.”

There was a knock at the door and then Nat peeked her head in, “whoa, we interrupting something?” She raised her eyebrows at the sight of Olivia and Peter holding hands.

“What?” Steve then peaked his head in and saw them holding hands, “whoa, when did this happen?”

Peter let go of Olivia’s hand, “I should probably go get her something to eat.”

“Cheeseburgers please,” Olivia said softly.

Peter smiled, “of course,” he then walked out of the room.

Nat sighed as she walked over to Olivia, placing a hand on her cheek, “you scared us, Liv.”

Steve stood on the other side of the bed, “you could’ve gone to me or Nat, Liv.”

“I went to a lot of people,” Olivia began to say, “I was so deep in this hole… I didn’t see a way out. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, Liv, there’s always a way out that doesn’t include this,” Nat said as she pulled the girl into an embrace.

Olivia let out a small sob, “I felt so empty, Nat,” She exclaimed, “I went to Jasmine and then she listened to the rumors at school! She said I probably wanted it!”

Nat gently brushed Olivia's hair, in order to calm the young girl down, “shhh,” Nat gently said as she placed a kiss on the girl's hair.

“Rumors?” Steve questioned.

Olivia gave him a nod as her sobs decreased, “Bren started telling everyone at school that I wanted to have sex with him.”

Steve began to think that Peter did the right thing to beat the kid up, “have you told your dad this?” Olivia shook her head.

“Liv, we need you to tell your father everything that happened, we need you to trust us,” Nat said softly.

Olivia sighed, “I know, I just… it’s gonna break him.”

“But he has to know, sweetie,” Nat wiped away a tear from the girl's cheek. Nat quickly placed a finger to her ear, “We’ll be there,” she said silently as she looked at Steve who just gave her a small nod, “we’ve been called for a quick mission, but we’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Hopefully you’ll be out by then,” Steve added with a small smile.

“Hopefully,” Olivia said.

“We should get going,” Nat said to Steve. Nat gave Olivia a quick hug and kiss on the cheek before walking away.  

Steve gave the girl a reassuring smile, Olivia held onto his hand, “can you tell Bucky that I want to see him?”

Steve gave her a small nod, “of course.” He kissed her on the top of her head before walking out of the room.

Bucky sat not too far from the room, watching as Nat and Steve walked out. He sighed to himself, he should’ve gone home with Sam, he thought. Steve strolled over to Bucky, “She wants to see you,” he whispered.

Bucky shook his head, “I-”

“You’re bound to see her sooner or later, pal. Might as well make it sooner. Get it over with,” Steve said as he placed a reassuring hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky knew that Steve was right, he looked over at the door, letting out a heavy sigh before getting up. He made his way over to the room, slowly opening the door, he walked in. Tears instantly welling up in his eyes, thoughts coming back from yesterday, he was holding her in his arms trying to save her life.

“Bucky,” Olivia said softly, noticing his reaction.

Bucky didn’t say anything he quickly walked over to the young girl and enveloping her into a hug, “Never do that again, doll,” he said softly. He had already lost his younger sister and he couldn’t lose another.

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