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crazyunsexycool · 6 months

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Heart's Munition

Chapter 6

Pairing: Mob boss!Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: mentions of a stab wound, blood, fluff

A/N: Just some fluff here for you. Steve is slowly realizing he wants reader more than for just one night.

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Steve didn’t like what he was seeing at all. This place was too small and too cramped. The building itself looked like it was about to fall into pieces around him and should be condemned. How had he not known?

“That can be thrown out.” Your voice breaks him out of his deep thoughts as he watches you tape up another box.

His eyes continued to travel around the small one bedroom shoebox you called an apartment and he sighed. You hold out a box for him to take which he does gladly because another box in the truck means he can get you out of this place faster. Fortunately Sam and Bucky are there with him and are making it a lot easier.

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“I’m going to miss you so much.” Mrs. Fields says as she walks out of the building with you. “Do you really have to go? You know I don’t mind looking after Eli, he’s like my grandbaby.”

“I know Mrs. Field and I appreciate everything you’ve done but this place is so much better for him and I can keep a closer eye on him. I’ll even be able to get a tutor for Eli so he doesn’t fall behind on his schoolwork.”

“Well whatever is best for him. Promise me you’ll come visit.”

“Absolutely, I could never forget everything you’ve done for us.” You hug Mrs. Field tightly. She has truly been such a great help to you and you will miss her but you have to think about what’s best for Eli. “Call me if you need anything. No matter what.”

“I will. Give Eli hugs and kisses from me.”

“Sure thing, bye Mrs. Fields.” You say as you get in the car. Steve closes the door behind you and moves to the driver’s side.

“She’s a neighbor?”

“Yeah and Eli’s sitter. She was a life saver but now I can keep Eli closer which I prefer. I used to feel so guilty by having to leave him when he was sick.” You look over at Steve and smile. “So thank you for everything. It’s not easy for me to accept help.”

“You? Having trouble accepting help? I would have never guessed.” Sarcasm dripped with every word he said.

You scoff and roll your eyes while Steve laughs.

“I’m never accepting anything from you again.”

“Ok fine I’m sorry.” He chuckles. “Really, I’m glad to be able to help you and the little guy out.”

“You know, he asked me for a suit so that he can get all dressed up like you.”

“Yeah,” Steve smiles. “I can get him the same exact ones in his size.”

“No. He’d probably go to sleep with them on or wear them in the shower.”

Steve chuckles and shakes his head.

“But seriously, Steve, thank you for everything, again. He’s never had a man in his life that could set an example for him. Eli really likes you.”

“I like him too, he’s a good kid, smart too. But what about his ma? Does she like me too?”

You scrunch up your nose and shrug. “Meh, you’re alright.” You say as your heart skipped a beat with the look he was giving you, it was mischievous but heated. Did he know the effect he was having on you?

“Just alright?”

“I can take it back.”

“Fine, I’ll take it for now. But you’ll change your mind.”

“Bring it on, Rogers.” You challenge. “Oh wait before we go home can we stop at one store? I want to get a surprise for Eli.”

“Of course.” Steve says. Although he would take you to the moon if you called his house your home again. It was probably a slip of the tongue but he didn’t care. “Where to?”

“Put that back and we can pretend like this never happened.”

“I don’t have to listen to you. I can do whatever I want.”

“You and I are going to have a problem if you don’t put that back right now.”

You heard this back and forth once you got out of the car. Eli and Regina’s voice carried from the backyard and you ran at the thought of someone mistreating Eli. Steve was right behind you as you rounded the corner.

“Take that!” Eli yells as he swings his lightsaber, it clashes against the one Regina is holding. “You’ll never defeat me.”

“We’ll see about that.”

“Get her kid.” Dom cheered from one of the lounge chairs.

There are little grunts and giggles as Eli and Regina battle it out. You take a moment to watch him play and tears start to form. Steve stood beside you and smiled until he looked down at you.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You sniffle. “It’s just been so long since I’ve seen him this energized and happy. I’ve missed this.”

“Well wait until he sees the gift you got him.”

“Ma,” Eli calls out between giggles. “Look at what Reggie taught me.” He says as he takes the lightsaber and throws it in the air before catching it and spinning it around.

“That’s amazing.”

“I hope it’s ok that he’s out here.” Regina says as she walks up to you. “He was bored out of his mind just sitting in the kitchen.”

“Yeah, it’s ok. Thanks for playing with him for a while Regina.”

“Don’t worry about it and please call me Reggie. Everytime someone calls me Regina I feel like I’m going to get in trouble with my parents.”

“Well thank you Reggie.” You smile at her. This was still her first week but she has been amazing. She does her job and doesn’t ask too many questions. Now it also seems like Eli likes her. “Hey Eli, come here for a minute.”

Elijah does as you ask and stands in front of you unsure of what is about to happen next.

“I brought you a present.”

“Really?” Eli smiles up at you. “What is it?”

“Come on, I’ll show you.”

You walk back to Steve’s SUV and he opens the trunk and pulls out the gift.

“You got me a bike? I love it.” He says as he hugs you and then runs to his bike.

“I got you a helmet too and yes you have to wear it.”

“But I’ll look like a dork.”

“But you’ll be safe kiddo.” Steve says with a chuckle. “Now your mom says you don’t know how to ride a bike, is that true?”

“Yup. Do you know how to ride one?”

“I do.”

“Will you teach me?” Eli looks up at Steve and Steve looks up at you. You smile and nod.

“Of course I can.”

“Boss.” Nat’s voice cuts through the backyard. She was still recovering but that wasn’t going to stop her. “I got a call from Clint.”

Steve nods and Nat disappears back into the house then he turns his attention to Eli. He lowers himself to Eli’s level but his eyes go to you for a moment.

“You have to work?”

“I do bud. But I promise that I’ll teach you how to ride a bike soon, ok?”

“Ok.” Eli says as you wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind him.

“I’ll let you know when I get back and I’ll help you move your things then.”

“Don’t worry about it. I can handle it.”

Steve just nods as he gets up before heading into his house.

“Would you like some help moving your things?” Reggie asks.

“Yeah, I’d appreciate it.”

All of Steve’s men had left which meant that whatever Nat spoke to him about was serious. Regina had been so helpful in getting your most important items out of Steve’s SUV and up to both yours and Eli’s room. It was nice to have someone close to your age to talk to. You don’t even remember the last time you had a friend. Regina also respected your privacy which you appreciated even though you could see that she was dying to ask what was going on between you and Steve. A question you wouldn’t be able to answer. He was still flirty but not being pushy, he was spending time with Eli because he genuinely wanted to. Although you didn’t know what Steve got up to when he went to his clubs, he could still be sleeping with women there. So for now you just accepted his help because it meant help for Eli and you’d do anything for your son.

At Steve’s insistence you took two of the rooms on the 3rd floor. His reasoning was that he wanted to be close in case anything happened with Eli. You were stubborn but he won this round. So now in the late evening you were walking out of Eli’s room after making sure he was ok for what felt like the 100th time when there was an argument down on the main floor. From the landing on the 3rd floor you were able to look down to watch as Clint and Scott dragged a man through the living room while Steve, Nat, Bucky and Sam were in the middle of a heated discussion. From there you could see how Steve was holding his side and you wondered if he was hurt again. As if sensing your eyes on him, Steve looked up and connected his gaze with yours. The angry expression on his face softened when he saw you standing there and he ended the conversation. Everyone went their own direction and Steve headed up to you.

“What happened?” you asked when you saw the bloodstain on his shirt.

“Knife wound, no big deal. It’s practically a scratch.”

“It’s not a scratch if you’re bleeding through your shirt. I’ll clean it up.” You stared at him wide eyed and with disbelief.

“You know if you keep cleaning up my wounds I’m going to think that you care.”

“Don’t get too excited. If you die I have to find work somewhere else and I like working here, plus I already have seniority. The benefits are pretty good too.” You take Steve’s hand and lead him to his room. Steve laughs as he follows you.

“That hurt more than getting stabbed.”

“You’ll live.” You grab the first aid kit. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, but I can decline to answer.”

“Of course. Who was the guy that was brought in?” You ask as you begin to treat the wound.

Steve doesn’t answer right away. He watches as your eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

“This is going to sting.” You say in warning and he hisses.

“You signed an NDA, right?”

“Yeah. Why?” You stopped what you were doing to look up at him.

“Because I need to know that what I’m going to say won’t leave this room.”

You scoff, “I trust you, all of you, why can’t you trust me?”

“You trust me?” Steve asked with a bit of disbelief coloring his words.

“You think I’d let you anywhere near my son if I didn’t.”

Steve studied you for a moment trying but failing to find a lie in your statement.

“He’s the man who shot Peter.”

“And he’s still alive?” There’s a hint of anger in your voice and it takes Steve by surprise.

“Unfortunately he has information we need. He didn’t try to hurt Peter out of his own free will. Someone instructed him to do it and we need to know who.”

“Oh.” Was all you managed to say as you finished bandaging him up.

“So do me a favor. Keep Regina away from the basement, you know the room.”

He was referring to the soundproof room he had down there for things like this. You’d accidentally stumbled upon it on one of your first days of working there.

“Of course.”

“Ma?” Elijah’s sleepy voice rang through the hallway.

“I should go.”

“I do trust you. I just don’t want you involved in this work. The less you know the easier it is for me to keep you safe.”

“Maybe don’t bring work home then.” You give him a mischievous smirk before going to find Elijah.

Steve couldn’t help the smile that slowly spread on his face. This was the second time you’d refer to his house as your home. He really liked it. Steve was still trying to understand what it was about you that made him so protective over you and Elijah. Steve didn’t really do emotions unless they were lust and anger. But you were softening his edges. Would it be bad if he allowed himself to care for someone that deeply again?

At the end of the day you weren’t like her. The most selfish thing he’d seen you do was take an extra five minute break. Steve would give you everything and anything that you wanted if you’d let him.

All he had to do was show you he was willing to do it.

CH. 7

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ravenromanova · 8 months

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My Shining star

Pairings: Insecure Bucky x Healer Female reader

Summary: You’re the official healer for the Avengers. When Steve comes in begging you to heal Bucky you immediately say yes… But Bucky is hesitant (giving you guys a lil something before my next post)

word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Ptsd, talk of torture, Mentions of abuse and blood, (not really a warning but soft bucky 🥹 ik we all love him)

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Ever since you joined the team 5 years ago you’ve been the north star to light the way. You were originally brought on as Bruce Banners second hand, But quickly became the teams personal healer. They figured out you had healing powers when one day Tony came in carrying Morgan who was in tears. He told you she had cut her finger on a piece of metal and wanted you to see how bad it was.

When you walked over to her you saw her puffy eyes and her snot filled nose. You held her hands and told her to take some deep breath with you. Once you two fell into a rhythm you saw a orange-ish glow emit from your hands. Before you could comprehend what had happened her cut was healed.

You dropped Morgan’s hands and freaked out looking at Tony and Bruce. They both looked at Morgan’s finger and saw that the cut was completely gone. Bruce asked you if that had ever happened before, and you said no. They proceeded to ask you about your family and if you knew of anyone who had powers, again you said no.

Eventually after they calmed you down they asked if they could run some tests to see what it could be. After a shit ton of tests and long nights you three finally found and answer. Biotherapeutic Manipulation was what your power was. Unfortunately you have no idea where it came from but, it’s assumed it’s a gene in your family that lies dormant.

That was two years ago and ever since then you’ve been the official team healer. Everyone comes to you for your healing powers along with them just loving being around you. The team loved having you around because you were just a ray of light.

No matter how hard you’ve been working. No matter what’s been going on in your personal life you were always happy. So it was a no brainer when Tony asked you to move into the compound. You accepted the offer with the brightest smile. And within a week you were moved onto the same floor with Steve, Sam and Bucky.

A few months went by and you got a lot closer with everyone on the team. Well everyone except Bucky. He was never a man of many words to begin with, But since you joined he was even more silent. He also never let you heal him. Bucky claimed that the serum would do it and that he didn’t need it.

So for months now when everyone else comes into the lab to get healed…Bucky without fail will tell you he’s fine.

You didn’t really think anything of it until he came back from a mission really beat up. He had three stab wounds, and at least two gunshot wounds as well. Steve brought him into the lab begging you to heal him. And again without fail he told you he was fine and that the serum would fix it for him.

“you’re not fine Bucky! you are profusely bleeding and you’re lucky you have passed out yet” You say a little annoyed at the super soldier.

“i will heal in a few hours y/n really i don’t need it” He continues to protest and Steve just sighs.

“Punk let her heal you ok? you can’t keep refusing when you’re seriously hurt” Steve tried to coax him into letting you heal his friend.

Bucky just shakes his head in response and You and Steve just sigh. It takes you a second to come up with an idea. Once the lightbulb goes off you give Steve a look that tells him to leave.

“i’ll give you guys a minute” He says as he leaves the lab with a nod and you walk back over to Bucky.

“why won’t you let me heal you?” The question is laced with concern as it leaves your lips.

“i don’t des- need it.” He switches he word choice thinking you won’t notice but of course you do.

Suddenly everything makes sense. Why he doesn’t talk. Why he trains alone. Why he doesn’t let you heal him. It’s all because he think he doesn’t deserve good things.

“Bucky- do you think you don’t deserve to be healed?” You ask as you slowly reach for his metal hand. He’s hesitant but he lets you hold it as he looks up at you.

His blue eyes meet yours and you can feel the sadness in them. Bucky slowly nods his head at your question. Your heartbreaks and this realization.

“Well that’s just not true. You deserve it just think the rest of the team does” You simply state trying to ease him into it.

“No i don’t. Not after everything i’ve done. I don’t deserve your kindness or your healing” He protests shaking his head and you grab his face and make him look at you.

“Listen to me very carefully James. You deserve good things. okay? You are a good person. And before you try to use your past to say you don’t. Let me ask you something. Did you ask to be taken by hydra?” You ask already knowing the answer but needing him to respond.

He shakes his head no at your question.

“Okay now did you ask to be turned into the winter soldier?” You question again as you drop your hands from his face.

He shakes his head again.

“Now lastly.. Did you ever ask to do what they made you?” The words are softer coming out this time.

Bucky shakes his head no and looks at you.

“Then it’s not your fault James. They did awful things to you. Yes it was your body doing it… But it wasn’t your mind. It wasn’t you. Because YOU are a good person. I know we don’t talk that much around here but i know you’re a good person James. Everyone around here knows that. Now let me heal you and show you something good” You kinda ramble on but you hope your words made an impact.

Bucky stares at you in response not quite sure how to respond. It makes him a few minutes before he mutters out an ‘okay’. You smile softly as you approach him taking off your white gloves to reveal your perfectly manicured hands.

“this might be a little awkward but i need you to take off your shirt” Bucky’s eyes widen at your words “I can’t heal the wounds if i don’t touch them” You continue to explain hoping it would ease his mind.

“o-okay” He stumbles out as he lifts up his shirt and takes it off. It takes everything in you to not stare at his broad chest. You rip your eyes off his toned abs and approach him.

“you’re gonna feel a tingling sensation but it won’t hurt okay? you can even watch what i do if that makes you feel better” You say as you place your hand over a small cut on his chest. Once you close your eyes and focus your breathing a orange glow emits from your hand.

Bucky watches as you place your hand on the cut and it slowly fades away. His eyes widen in amazement. Sure he’s heard of the power you hold but he’s never seen it in person. He watches as you go from wound to wound healing him. Suddenly you stop at his left shoulder and run your finger over the scar tissue.

He worriedly watches you as you place your hand on his shoulder blade. You hum to yourself as you attempt to heal any nerve damage in his shoulder due to the metal arm.

“H-how did you do that?” Bucky asks as he feels the pain disappear in his shoulder.

“Well i figured that HYDRA didn’t properly give you that arm so i had i feeling you had some nerve damage- plus Steve has also mentioned it before” You respond and you finish up the last cut on his face.

You’re suddenly really aware of how close your faces are. You notice how his deep blue eyes are focused on you. He grabs the hand that’s on his cheek and brings it to his lips. Bucky softly kisses your palm before holding your hand softly.

“Uh thank you for helping me- you really didn’t have to” He shyly says as he hops off the table and stands in front of you.

“Don’t do that- I helped you because yes it’s my job. But i also wanted to. I will gladly be the one to show you that you deserve any shred of good humanity has to offer” You respond as you start to clean up the lab a little.

“But still it means a lot that you healed me. You know you’re like the only person besides Steve to not look at me like a monster? or like i’m broken..” He says trailing off as he looks down at his feet.

“well you aren’t a monster nor were you ever one. And like i said you deserve nice things” You say finally looking up and meeting his gaze with a smile.

He nervously rubs his hands together before he speaks again. “would you like to maybe go out sometime? like to dinner or a movie?” Bucky asks still not meeting your gaze.

You laugh a little at how nervous he is. Even though you aren’t quite sure why he’s so nervous when he looks like that you still find it cute. You walk up to him and gently lift his head to look at you.

“I’d love to James.” You smile and he reaches for your hand and intertwines your finger together.

“how about tomorrow around 7?” He says with a goofy smile on his face. You admire his smile before you respond.

“sounds perfect” The excitement in your voice makes him smile wider. He runs this thumb over your knuckles for a moment as he looks at you.

“It’s a date then” He says before kissing your cheek and walking out of the lab. You stand there for a moment smiling like a idiot.

As bucky leaves he can’t contain the smile on his face. He finally got a date with the woman he’s been pining for since she’s arrived. You’re finally gonna be his shining star

~the end~

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buckgasms · 2 years

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Con we have some more of dark! Mafia Bucky and a little more elaboration on life after the betrayal?? Maybe a full day of him just using her her holes and leaving her tied up and humiliating her, the full depiction of control that he has over her?? Pretty pwease

Ok. I know I say this all the time, but I really lost it with this one. It totally turned into something else and I don't know how???

Thank you sweet Nonnie for this request! It's been on my mind for a few days and now it's just 🫢

I feel like I've finished the story but always open to write other little bits for dark!Mafia Bucky all day every day so never say never.

It's dark so please read the warnings and avoid if anything worries you mkay!?

Warnings: dark!Bucky, plugs, spitting, forced exhibitionism, rough blowies, p in v, p in a, light slapping, squirting, humiliation, allusions to violence but not detailed, reader uses a gun Seriously it got out of control.

It hadn't been your fault, and Bucky had acknowledged it, but you could tell he was angry with you. You had been having dinner with one of his associates. A horrible business dinner that you hated more than anything. It had already been uncomfortable, but then, the stupid man had started talking about Rumlow. Over and over again the name came from the man's stupid mouth. You shrank in your seat and stopped eating, your eyes flicking to Bucky and then down to your lap. You felt like you were going to faint at the pressure building in your head and you jumped up as quickly as you could and fled the room and locked yourself in the bathroom until the night was over.

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The next morning you were awoken with Bucky's hands roughly groping at you. He was kissing and biting at you, his hard cock grinding against your ass. His frustration and anger already evident with his pawing hands and rough grunts.

"Wake up baby, time to start the day." You already felt the twist of anxiety in your stomach. Last night he had raged around you, not at you, about Brock and you knew whatever was coming would be a combination of possession and punishment. You just prayed he would be satisfied by the end of it.

As usual he produced a big plug and thrust it in your throat making you gag around it. "You're gonna be busy today baby, clearly some people need reminding of who your whore holes belong to." You choked, eyes streaming as he made you lube up the silicone, hand gripping at his arm for small comfort. Finally removed it and pushed you over onto your stomach. You blushed furiously as you always did, when he spread your ass cheeks open and spat on your whole. "Who does this belong to?" He muttered, pushing it in. You tried to relax and sobbed out his name and he growled in approval. He rubbed at your clit and made you say it over and over again, finally it sunk all the way in as you came on his fingers. He pressed a kiss to your bare shoulder and whispered "good" before leaving you shaking on the bed.

"No time to rest baby, you're coming in with me today..."

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You had seen Bucky in a bad mood before but this was something new. He had taken you to his office totally naked except for your usual collar and cuffs. Your mouth had a pretty gag in it which left your chest smothered in drool, mixed with tears.

His goal for the day was humiliation. Because you had humiliated him by betraying him, that was the logic. He made you bend over his desk, so when he had visitors they would be sat next to your naked body. He had also filled your pussy with a little vibrator which he turned on and off. He would then ask his guest to judge how wet you were. They laughed at you and talked about what a slut you were.

He'd then call you over and get you on your knees between his big thighs. He removed your gag and ran his hands through your hair. "So pretty" he cooed before pushing your head down to suck his thick cock. You did your best to please him and take as much as you could, but he didn't seem to want that. He groaned as you choked around him and fucked further down your throat as far as he could. Your hands pressed at his thighs but he held your head tight until the last moment. You gasped for air as he pulled you upwards for a messy kiss. "Don't fight me princess, I'm gonna be mad if you do." You nodded and he did it again. Over and over until you were giddy and breathless your hands gripping his trousers as you mumbled and slurred at him. He gently slapped your face and brought your hazy focus slightly back to him. "Much better baby... I'm feeling better... Gonna come on the face baby, got a long afternoon ahead." He pumped his cock and you watched, your tongue hanging out and you stroked at his balls until he groaned again and released his come over your waiting face. "God wait till the boys see you huh, ain't no doubt who you belong to."

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You found out 'the boys' were Bucky's main upper management team, most of them his close friends who he trusted with his life. He laid you out on the table before his meeting started and started pounding into you. You could vaguely hear voices outside as your moans carried through the room. He buzzed them in and kept fucking you. You tried to hide your nakedness put Bucky pinned your hands down to the hard wood and kept going. "Don't mind us fellas, take a seat, almost there..." You felt all their eyes on you as he fucked you, skin slapping against yours. You sucked your thumb for comfort as he chased his release, which he did, pulling out and coming on your stomach with a growl.

He then left you there on the table, whining as he conducted his business. Your thighs rubbed together as he left you unsatisfied again. You had no control of your sounds anymore until you realised your moans were becoming a little louder. "Aww little slut needs something?" You nodded and pawed at him and he pressed a kiss to your fingers. "Keep quiet and I'll let you come..." You nodded and pushed your thumb into your mouth. He then sank two fingers into your sensitive pussy and jerked. Your eyes rolled in your head and you clung to the cool surface of the table and writhed as he roughly finger fucked you to squirting, making a mess over the table. Some of the men watching chuckled and applauded as his wet hand rubbed into your face. "You'll have to clean that up later sweetheart." When formailities of the meeting were over he let them watch as you licked up your release from the polished table top.

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You were grateful that he had no other visitors but he didn't stop using you. He removed the plug from your ass and used your hole, filling you up before plugging you back up. He fucked your pussy until it was puffy and creamy, your orgasms coming with just the slightest touch. Your voice was hoarse from his abuse. He covered your soft body in bites and hickeys, slapped you all over and pinched you harshly making you cry.

"Now now, baby, don't cry, you're my good little slut." You shook your head and pushed his arms away. "Not fair" you cried and wiggled in his grasp. "M'good girl" you hiccuped and kept fighting his touches as he was caught between frustration and mirth as you twitched under his touches. "Can't do anymore daddy. Too hard...not fair." You leaned exhausted on his chest and he stopped poking at you and pressed a kiss to your head.

"I know."

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He hadn't said or done anything else for the rest of the day. He wrapped you in a soft blanket and carried you back to the apartment before leaving again. You had a long bath, hating being alone but relieved to not be under his harsh touches and words.

You then nibbled at some food in the fridge and waited for him return, but he didn't. It wasn't until 10pm when there was a sign of life. You were surprised to see Sam walking through the living room towards you. "Hi darlin' need you to come with me, Buck wants ya." You slowly put down the sandwich you had been picking at and swallowed. "Why? What is it?" He bit his lip in an unusual display of discomfort. "Just come sweetie..."

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You were driven out of the city towards the outskirts where the buildings became less and less. You pulled Bucky's coat tight around you, his smell offering you a little assurance in your nervous state. You were shivering a little with fear, you body still aching from the day and the silence between you and Sam pressed heavy on your chest.

Finally he pulled off the main road and drove down some little back streets until you reached a warehouse. You couldn't move from your seat when Sam opened the door for you, you just shook. Finally he gently took your arm a tugged you out. "It'll be over quick, it'll all be ok soon alright." You wanted to throw up, but nodded instead and let him walk you to the gloomy looking building.

Inside you were met with Steve and Bucky, their hands and shirts bloodied, talking quietly. They both looked up and Bucky smiled just a little when he saw you. He walked over and took your arm and you followed him further in to the building.

"Are you gonna kill me?" He stopped and looked at you as if you were crazy. "Of course not sweetheart!" Then he looked around at where you had been brought and he scratched his neck. "Huh, perhaps I can see why you thought that." He stopped to look at you and took your face in his hands. Your eyes were filled with tears and he pressed a kiss to your lips. "I need you to do something. Something that will make me see clearer. So I can put this anger to bed." You gripped his wrists and nodded. "Anything...please , I'll do it." He smiled and kissed you again before starting to pull you into a little room.

In the middle of the room sat a man, tied to a chair. He was almost unrecognisable for the injuries he had received from what you supposed were Bucky and Steve. But a tattoo on his arm confirmed who he was. Brock Rumlow.

He groaned when he heard footsteps and looked up, a sign of recognition on his face when he saw you. You looked at Bucky, your heart pounding in your chest. He looked back at you, his eyes stormy with anger you had become familiar with. "You love me? More than him?" Your eyes widened, "of course I do! How can you still ask me that?" He scoffed and walked away, fiddling with something in a dark corner of the room. "I can't bear it baby. Knowing this piece of shit had touched you, fucked you, made you betray me. I can't do it." You then noticed the gun in his hand and your fingers tightened around the jacket you were wearing. You steeled yourself and walked over to him. "Bucky...daddy I love you... Only you. I told you the truth. He was blackmailing me and I was scared. I don't think about him anymore. Only want you..." Tears fell down your cheeks and you pressed you face into his chest. "Please, I'll do anything just... You have to forgive me, please." He stroked your hair and held you tight as you sobbed, the sound of your cries echoing around the room. He pulled away and looked at you. "Then end it baby, stick a bullet in his head. Then I'll know you love me. Then I can move on."

You were shocked. In all the time you had been with Bucky he never wanted you to be part of this side of things. Always protected you from the grisly side of his life. But now, he was pressing a heavy weapon into your hands and expecting you to kill someone. But what else could you do? You loved him and wanted this nightmare to be over. You wanted your Bucky back.

You took it from him and your breath shuddered. It felt so foreign to you in you soft dainty hands. His big, bloodied hands pressed it closer to you and you stared at him. "So if I do this.... We can go back, to how it was before? No more anger? No more.... Of... Of today?" He nodded.

You turned to Rumlow and walked forward, coming within an arms length of him. His voice rasped at you, "don't do it, don't let him turn you into a monster.... Baby-"

The shot echoed through the room and you dropped the gun to the floor. Bucky took your hand in his and you looked at him. He pulled you in to his chest and you cried harder than you had in your life.

"It's ok baby, it's over now..."

#dark!bucky x y/n #dark!bucky barnes #dark!bucky smut #dark!bucky x you #dark!bucky x reader #dark bucky x you #dark bucky x reader #dark bucky barnes #mafia!bucky x reader #mafia!bucky #mafia bucky

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vbecker10 · 2 years

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I have carefully contemplated about the requests I wish to submit and have come up with two. I shall submit them separately for ease. Here are the details:

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader.

Scene: Post Wakanda rehab. To start working with the Avengers he needs to go through some skills and drills training and is assigned to one of the best, Y/N.

Request: Bucky, who is normally the one chased by the ladies, find himself in a very odd situation. He has a crush on Y/N and is now the chaser. Could you please write about the first date and how he finally wooed her? (You can add details about the build up to him finally asking her out and what not if you like.

@soubi001 I'm so excited to finally get to this one!! I hope you like it 💚💚

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Back to Basics (Part 1 of 3)

(Part 2)

Pairing: Bucky x female reader (Bucky POV)

Warnings: none, fluff, touch of self doubt, clumsiness, being super awkward

Summary: Bucky has been invited to join the Avengers but he's disappointed when his first assignment is to take a skills assessment course. He quickly changes his mind when he meets the head trainer, Y/N. Bucky's growing crush on her causes him to be distracted during the evaluations and have several mishaps in the gym. After his third day of the assessment, Bucky begins to think it might be better if he just disappeared before he causes anymore damage but Sam has other plans.

A/N: idk why but I really felt like this just leaned towards Bucky being a bit awkward and I ran with it lol, I hope that's OK

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(BUCKY POV)

You follow Steve and Sam down the long hallway towards the main gym. You've been gone just over a year and as much as you liked the calm of Wakanda and couldn't be more thankful for everyone's help, you were glad to be back home. As soon as you were free from Hydra's mind control, Steve and Tony asked you to come back and join the Avengers. You were really looking forward to being part of the team and doing some good for once.

"What are we doing down here? I thought you said you were giving me my first assignment," you ask Steve when you reach the door to the gym. You had been back at the Tower for three long, boring weeks. Your days were spent filling out paperwork, talking to your new therapist and working out. You were ready to get back into the field not spend more time in the gym.

"This is your first assignment," he answers. Sam opens the door and you walk in after both of them.

"What are you talking about?" you ask again, feeling a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

"You have to take the skills assessment course," Steve tells you matter of factly.

You look at him shocked, "Seriously? You do know I'm a super soldier right?"

Sam laughs, "Then you shouldn't have any problems with it old man."

You roll your eyes at Sam and Steve shrugs, "All new members have to go through the skills assessment. It's to evaluate you and see if improvements can be made. It also helps us figure out your strengths and weaknesses so we can decide who to send on which missions. It's just protocol Buck."

You groan and know it's no use to argue with him. Steve has no problems bending or breaking the rules when he thinks they are unjust but this doesn't seem to be one of those times. You cross your arms and say, "Just tell me Sam's not in charge of this."

"No, of course not. The head trainer is, you might have seen her around but I'm not sure if you've met her formally yet. She should be here any minute," Steve checks his watch and the door opens a moment later. "Oh, here she is," he says and you look up.

You can feel your heart stop for a second as you recognize the woman walking into the gym. The first time you saw her was a few days after you moved into the Tower, you had accidentally bumped into her as you were leaving for your run in the morning. You apologized for spilling her coffee and offered to take her to the Cafe for a new one but she declined. She told you not to worry since she was late for work, leaving you on the sidewalk as you watched her disappear into the building. Every morning after that, you timed your run so you would jog past her on your way to the park. She always smiled at you, coffee in hand, as you approached her and you always wanted to stop and talk to her but you never did.

She smiles warmly at all three of you then gives Steve and Sam hugs. You can't help but feel a bit jealous and look down, hoping no one notices.

"Hi, James. Oh, I guess you prefer Bucky right? I'm Y/N," she says, holding out her hand for you to shake it.

You clear your throat and smile. "Right, Bucky. Nice to meet you Y/N," you say as you shake her hand.

"Are you going to let go of her any time soon? We've all got other things to do today," Sam says and you realize you've been shaking her hand for way too long. You open your hand to release her and she giggles.

"That's quiet a firm handshake, Bucky," she jokes as she wiggles her fingers.

You laugh nervously. "You think that's hard, you should feel the metal one," and as soon as you say it you wish you hadn't. What the hell was that, you think to yourself but thankfully she laughs.

"Yea... well as much fun as this... isn't," Sam says, "I think we should head out." He pats Steve's shoulder and motions towards the door.

Steve nods, "Sam's right, don't want to be late for our briefing. Have fun you two."

They both leave and the gym is filled with an awkward silence for a moment until Y/N says, "Alright super soldier, let's see what you've got." She brings you over to the treadmills and says, "I know you already went on your run this morning, think you can handle this?"

You smile, feeling sure of yourself, "It was only ten miles, a few more won't be a problem."

"Great," she answers. Then you watch Y/N turn on several monitors next to the first treadmill while she asks, "Can you take off your shirt?"

You stand behind her a bit confused but who are you to say no to a request like that from her. "Sure," you answer as you pull your t-shirt off and hang it over the railing on the treadmill.

Y/N turns around and stares at you, her mouth hanging slightly open and you smile at the reaction. She clears her throat and picks up a few electrodes, "I umm... I need to put these on you to check your heartrate and breathing." You stand still, letting her place them on your chest and notice she is doing her best to look anywhere but up at you. When she's finished, she turns away quickly and says, "You can put your shirt back on."

You don't say anything as you put it back on while she stares at the monitors and makes a few notes on her tablet. You get on the treadmill then she leans over the rail and pushes a few buttons, turning it on for you.

The belt begins to move slowly and you walk at a leisurely pace. After about five minutes, Y/N reaches over and pushes the arrow a few more times, making more notes as you start to jog. You glance over at her and see her running the end of pen from her tablet gently over her lips as she watches you. She blushes when your eyes meet and she puts the pen in her other hand quickly before adjusting the speed again. Every fifteen minutes, she increases the speed by 5mph or 10mph and makes several notes each time, making sure she checks the monitors as well.

You start to run faster as the speed increases to 20mph. You steal another look over at Y/N as she tucks her hair behind her ear. "How's that feel?" she asks, and for a moment all you can think about it how soft her hair must feel but you know that wasn't the question.

"Relaxing, when are you going to make it a challenge?" you joke. The pace is very close to the one you typically set for yourself when you run through the park every morning.

"We're getting there soldier," she says with a smile as she sets the treadmill to 25mph then 30mph.

You push harder and begin to realize you're getting near your limit. The fastest you've ever tracked yourself was 36mph but that was only for a short distance and you hadn't spent the morning running first. You can feel your leg and arm muscles becoming strained under the constant testing. You run your hand through your hair then wipe away some sweat that is beading on your forehead.

A few minutes later she asks, "Wanna try to raise it a bit more?"

Every muscle in your body says no but you hear yourself say, "Go for it, doll."

With that, Y/N increases the speed to 35mph and you push yourself even harder. Your feet hit the treadmill hard and you pump your arms quickly. You can feel the sweat rolling down your chest and back but you don't quit. You stare straight ahead of you and continue to run full speed when you hear Y/N ask, "Still doing ok, Bucky?"

"Never better," you answer, trying to sound like you aren't breathing hard even though you know she is monitoring you. You look over at her and smile to prove your point and when she smiles back you feel your foot catch on the belt for just a moment too long.

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(Later that day)

"I can't believe you actually tripped and fell off the treadmill," Sam laughs as he sits next to you at the kitchen island.

You groan loudly and put your head down on the countertop, closing your eyes. You've spent the last few hours trying not to relive your morning over and over.

"I can't believe you broke the treadmill," Steve says in a much more serious tone.

"I didn't do it on purpose," you say quietly without looking up.

"Well... I for one am excited to see what you break tomorrow," Sam jokes and you lift your head slowly.

"What?" you ask him.

"When you go back, you know, for the rest of the assessment," he says and your eyes widen.

"Buck, it's a five day course, didn't Y/N explain that to you?" Steve asks.

You shake your head, "No... after I pulled one of the handrails off and the tore a slit in the belt with this," you wave your metal fingers, "She just told me to leave the gym."

Sam tries not to laugh again but Steve doesn't pay attention to him. "I'll talk to her after my next meeting," he tells you.

Just as you are about the get up and hide in your room for the rest of the day, Thor and Loki walk into the kitchen. The fact that they are both laughing strikes you as odd. You've never seen the two gods getting along before but then you see they are both watching something on Loki's tablet.

"You guys watching the video?" Sam asks and Thor nods. You bumped into Nat and Clint on your way up from the gym and they showed you the video. Apparently the assessment was being recorded for training purposes and Tony had 'accidentally' emailed the video to the whole team.

"My brother and I have discovered that it is actually much more entertaining if you watch it at different speeds," Thor says with a wide smile. "I prefer it at two times the normal speed," he laughs and Sam agrees.

"I think half speed is my favorite actually. You can see in your eyes the exact moment you realize you are going to fall and there is nothing you can do to stop it," Loki adds with a grin.

"Hey, good news though," Sam says, pointing to your face, "At least you don't look any worse than you usually do. How did you manage to not break your face?"

"That is an excellent point," Thor says. "I was sure you would have a bruised eye or bloodied nose at the very least."

Loki shrugs, "When you slow it down enough," he turns the tablet towards you and Sam, "You can see Barnes manages to get his hand down just in time to stop his face from hitting the still moving belt."

"Lucky me," you mumble and head out of the kitchen.

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(BUCKY POV - The next morning)

You take a deep breath and open the door to the gym. Y/N is sitting cross legged on the floor, leaning against a column in the middle of the empty gym. "Hi," you say and for some reason you wave even though she is reading.

She looks up from her book and smiles. "Hi Bucky," she responds cheerfully as she gets up. You sigh, letting out the breath you were holding when she smiles at you. You had been so worried she would be upset about what had happened yesterday.

"So... I was thinking we should stay away from anything expensive today," she jokes and you follow her to the back of the gym.

"I've got a good old fashioned punching bag for you," she points to the large bag hanging from the ceiling beam. She explains how the cameras will capture your movements so they can be analyzed afterwards while you wrap up your hands.

You start off slowly, focusing on technique and form rather than pure strength. You move around a bit, getting into a rhythm as you punch the bag, alternating hands. You can feel Y/N watching you but she remains silent, taking notes occasionally.

A few minutes in, you hear the door open and she tells you she will be right back. You watch from the corner of your eye as she gives the young agent a hug. Why did it seem like she gave the perfect hug, and would she ever hug you like that, you wondered as you hit the bag slightly harder. He says something you can't hear but the sound of her laughter fills the gym and you hit the bag again. She crosses her arms around herself as they continue to talk and you continue to hit the bag, alternating hands as you put more force into each strike. Again, he says something that makes her laugh and she hits his arm hard but playfully.

You hit the bag with your metal hand and suddenly realize you've made a huge mistake. The punching bag tears open and sand sprays across the back of the gym.

Y/N and the agent stop laughing abruptly and turn to look at you in shock. The empty bag swings from the ceiling, the chain squeaking is the only sound in the gym.

"Good luck, Y/N" the agent says as he slips out the door.

"So... that happened," Y/N laughs as she walks towards you slowly. You look down, kicking at the sand gently.

"Apparently," you answer, still not making eye contact with her. How could you have been this stupid, she specifically gave this to you so you wouldn't mess up or destroy another piece of equipment and you still did.

The door opens again and the agent looked his head inside. "I forgot, my mom wanted to to ask if you were coming to dinner on Sunday. She said your parents are going to be there," he says, barely stepping inside.

"Oh, uh... yea. Tell her I'll be there," she answers and he shuts the door. She looks up at you and almost as if she was reading your mind says, "That's my cousin, Tyler. It's our grandmother's birthday this weekend."

You nod and realize you might be even more of an idiot than you originally thought you were. Standing in silence, there is suddenly another tearing sound as what is left of the bag falls onto the ground and you sigh.

She puts her hands on her hips and looks around for a moment then says, "I guess I'll get you a broom and we'll call it a day I think."

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misguidedasgardian · 2 years

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If not now, then when?

Pairing: Bucky x Agent!Reader x Nat

Summary: Bucky and Nat want you as much as you want them… it’s almost funny how much it took you all to figure it out, but Nat is not waiting any longer

Warnings: Polyamorous relationship, three idiots in love, training, sweaty avengers, Nat is kinky and knows what she wants, alcohol consumption and tipsy characters, threesome (mff), dom/sub undertones, smut, fingering, oral sex ( f and M receiving), face sitting, unprotected sex, (Don’t be silly wrap your willy), and other warnings I might just forget, but you can gues where this is going, fluff.

Wordcount: 4.9k

Notes: Ok, this is new for me, I've written threesomes with Steve and Bucky but this is the first time I write a fem!reader with Nat… Is a new thing I’m really into and will be sharing and exploring it even further… anyways… am I bi? I don’t know yet… I am attracted to hot people regarding of their sex? yes. I also wanted to write some slowburn and cute, but I really wanted to get this out of my system hahaha, some hot sex and feeling and we all get what we want, right?

You grunted and almost moaned at the effort, sweat coronating your hairline and salty droplets falling down your temples. This brutal exercise it's making you tired and sore, but you didn’t stop… you didn’t want to…

You kept pounding into that sack of sand like your life depended on it, “because maybe one day it might” would have said the captain himself.

You weren’t the strongest of the avengers or the agents, that’s why you needed to be the fastest, sneakiest, swiftest if you wanted to keep your place in the elite squad of SHIELD agents that worked hand to hand with the Avengers themselves

You never knew though, that even if you weren’t the best, you’d ever lost your spot… thanks to not only one but two assassins

“Look at her any harder and your eyes are going to fall off” Bucky blushed as he looked down, hiding his face from the redhead assassin, “You are so sweet” she mocked, “a little creepy though” Nat invited him with a gesture to spare with him, and they did

“Why won’t you ask her out already?” she teased as she started to throw soft punches and kicks at him, and he repelled them skillfully and swiftly

“Because I don’t know if he is going to say yes” he stole glances at you then and there, as you kept kick–boxing the hell out of that punching bag

“She totally is going to say yes” Nat answered back, with a smirk that made his skin crawl

“We don’t know that, why don’t you ask her out?” he asked out of almost spite at her mockery

“I am not sure she is going to say yes to me” she purred, with those big green eyes and that gorgeous face. Bucky stopped his movements with a long sigh

“So you do want to ask her out” he murmured, impressed, “I was joking”

“I do want to ask her out” she said firmly. Now they both were looking at you, and you felt so watched you stopped all your movements and instinctively looked at the source. When you saw them both you trembled, feeling incredibly embarrassed. They both looked away but you couldn’t shake the feeling… Did you grunted so loudly that two of the hottest people you’d ever met heard you all across the gym? you shuddered and kept working out, minding to be more quiet this time

“I wonder if she moans like that in bed” she whispered to Bucky and he felt his cheek heat so much he thought he was going to collapse

“Nat” he reprimanded, looking around to see if anyone heard, but luckily nobody did

“You are so cute” she giggled, “I bet we could make her purr” she continued

“Stop it!” he murmured

“You don’t like sharing?” she asked then, raising one of her eyebrows

“We aren’t sharing her she is not some “thing” he said, upset

“I know Bucky” she responded, seriousness taiting her voice, “I care for her, and I know you do too”

“So?”

“So? Answer the question, do you mind sharing?” she asked again with a smile

“What if she doesn't?” he responded, raising a eyebrow

“Is that a yes?” she asked back

“You and her? with me?” he asked then, “Hell, where do I sign?” he sighed again, “But maybe she wouldn’t like that”

“Let's see, ok?” She said reassuringly, “If not we let her choose”

You giggled at Tony’s joke more for need than for something else, you always had to be on the millionaire´s good side if you wanted to keep it up, he seemed content as someone signaled for him all across the room of the party and he left to meet up with a friend

You sighed in relief when you found yourself alone in the middle of another glamorous Stark Party

Not to be misinterpreted, you liked Tony, it was more of the fact you got so flustered when you were alone with people in general, even if you could throw a good punch and you were a good agent, assertive and alert, your social skills were heavily lacking. You went to take another sip of the flute of champagne in your hand to find it empty, so you walked towards the bar where you spotted a certain redhead

“Hey Nat” you greeted shyly, fixing a wild hair behind your ear

“You look stunning tonight, kitten” she purred, and you felt your cheeks heat at her comment

“Thanks” you whispered, looking down at a blue velvet dress you had inherited from your mother, it was vintage, and for today´s party fitted perfectly, “You too” he silk green dress hug all her right parts and made her eyes look stunning, more than normal

“You are so sweet” she smirked at you as she mixed some drinks together, and you wondered if she was being friendly, or rather… You had seen her be “friendly” with other girls, and this wasn’t that, this was more than when she use to flirt with the Captain, you saw it first hand, in missions and such

“Kitten” she called and you worked from your stupor, “I asked what can I get you?” she raised an eyebrow, entertained by your lost puppy look

“Well… Oh, sorry” you mumbled, “I was drinking champagne, but…”

“I think you might want to get something stronger” you just nodded with a smile, taking a seat right in front of her at the bar.

“Surprise me” you muttered, even surprising yourself that you’d flirt back. She was also pleasantly surprised as she started mixing the drink after she winked at you

“I don’t think I’m the only one who thinks you look stunning” Nat said with a wide smile as she handed you a St John Cocktail

“What do you mean?” you asked, she pointed with her head behind you and you turned to see Bucky looking right at you both. He was supposed to be talking with Sam and Steve but his eyes wouldn’t leave your form for a second. You turned back to Nat with heated cheeks

“I think he might be looking at you” you suggested, why would he look at you when he could be looking at Nat? she was one of the most gorgeous women you had ever laid eyes on, she was like a model or an actress.

“Maybe he is looking at both of us” she suggested

But a jealous ting burn in your chest, you really liked Bucky too, but as you looked back at Nat and found her waving at Bucky teasingly, you thought you were being selfish and also naive. Why would any of them be looking at you when they could be looking at each other?

“A penny for your thoughts?” you turned to look at Nat

“No, nothing” you giggled, waving it off

“Do you like him?” she asked, and you panicked. Nat was your friend, she had always been so nice to you when you joined the Agents of SHIELD and then you knew for a fact that she handpicked you and recommended you to participate in exclusive training with the Avengers, into the close circle. She would always give you advice and you considered her your friend, in missions she would alway have your back, and you really, really cared for her.

“Oh, well, he is handsome” but admit your attraction to Bucky would ruin your relationship with Nat? You cared for them both, and liked them too much, and you still think it must be illegal to look as good as they did, This was something that you were exploring yourself because you had never want to have a relationship with two people at the same time, or wanting to be with them at the same time.

“I agree” something in her tone made your panties damp, and you didn't even know why, maybe they already were since you looked at the redhead, “He is so hot” was this a girl talk? Did you misunderstand everything??

“Yeah” you muttered, ignoring the pain in your chest, thinking that now they were both going with each other and leaving you

“You want him too?” you looked at her alarmed

“What?” She only smiled at you, her green eyes wouldn’t miss a thing, she looked like she wa on the hunt, and you found yourself wanting to be her rey

“Do you want him too, kitten? Answer me” her tone alone made you sit straight as you looked at her wide eye

“Yes” you confessed, “I want him too”

“Besides me? Or like me?” she tilted her head showing you her neck and you shuddered on your spot

“I want you both” you confessed, she wasn’t even a Witch like Wanda but you could confess murder to her right now if she asked

“You are a good girl” she purred, she leaned in giving you an amazing view of her cleavage and she caressed your cheek making you shudder, “Are you going to be a good girl for us?”

“What?” you managed to ask

“See Bucky and I we couldn’t decide either” she said simply, “We both wanted you, so we agreed on asking you how you felt about it”

“I feel so good about it” you said with wide eyes and a dry mouth, waiting for her next move

“Good girl”

Bucky watched with wide eyes the exchange between you and Nat, the way she caressed your cheek and you leaned into her touch like a little kitten. Does this mean what he thought it meant? Nat shamelessly looked at him and winked, and then you looked at him as well, with those doe, innocent eyes

Perhaps he should have been there right next to Nat, buy she was right you were shy, and both of them coming over you it might just be too much

Then, the unthinkable happened, Nat whispered something in your ear and you leaned in and kissed her softly. Nat immediately kissed you back and thanks to his heightened vision he could see Nat´s tongue breaching into your mouth. But as soon as you started making out you stopped, looking around terrified that someone had seen you, luckily for you both, the party was dying down and the only one who saw the exchange was Bucky himself.

Nat looked at him back and winked once again, grabbing your hand softly and taking you away from the party and on the way to the elevator, and Bucky knew where Nat was going to take you next.

His feet move on their own accord, taking him towards the exit

“Bucky, where are you going?” asked Sam, behind him, Bucky turned to see Steve smiling knowingly at him, he had also looked at the entire exchange and he could only imagine where his friend was going.

“To continue the party somewhere else” he whispered, and grinned at both of them before disappearing

“Lucky bastard” muttered Steve and Sam looked as puzzled as ever. Sam turn to look again and then he puzzle it together

"No, WHAT?"

. . .

“Are you sure this is ok?” you asked, as Nat and you sneaked into Bucky's room

“He is going to love this” she closed the door behind her and walked towards you to trap you in her arms, she grabbed you by the back of your neck and kissed you roughly. You could tell she liked it when you kissed her first at the bar but now she wanted to take the lead, and you let her. She devoured you whole and you moaned against her mouth because of how good it felt. You had barely noticed that she led you to the bed until the back of your legs hit the mattress and you let yourself fall with Nat on top of you. You placed your hands on her ribcage and caressed her over her soft dress, she purred against your lips and her mouth left yours to travel down your neck leaving wet kisses and little nibs all over. No matter how desperate it looked, your thighs spread letting her fall between them closing the distance between you

When Bucky entered his room, what he saw almost send him to the ER, you were laying on his bed with Nat on top of you feasting on your neck and collarbones, your hands were all over the redhead and you were letting out sweet sounds that made his pants way too tight too soon. He could finish on his pants for the sight alone

“There you are” Nat purred, releasing your neck to look at the man. You opened your eyes widely, not knowing if he was going to go for it, “Look what I got” teased Nat, looking down at you, kissing you again, “Turns out she also wanted us both”

“You filthy little thing, uh?” he walked towards you both, looking at your reddened lips because of Nat’s lipstick

“Hey Bucky” you greeted shyly, they both shared looks

“Isn’t she the cutest?” Nat asked as if you weren’t even there. Bucky climbed on the bed and kneeled right by your side, he leaned in and kissed you sweetly, you responded immediately, transmitting with your lips how much you wanted him

“And the sweetest”, he completed, as both of them leaned back and looked at you, contemplating in how many ways they wanted to make you theirs. Bucky gently grabbed your chin with his thumb and index, making you look at him

“Are you sure you want this sweet girl?” he asked, seriously, you nodded, “I’m gonna need your words” he asked

“I really want you both” you whispered, looking at Nat and then at Bucky, “Do you?” you asked, “What is going to happen afterwards?”

“We both want you” muttered Nat, she placed her hand on your cheeks and caressed it with her thumb, “And we want each other” she said then, looking at Bucky. He leaned in and kissed her, roughly, wildly, like they had been containing their desire and they finally let it loose. Watching them kissed was hotter than you expected, making you whine in need, wanting to be in between them so much. They separated when they heard you, with big smiles on their faces they turned to draw their attention back to you.

“Aren't you a needy little thing?” purred Bucky

“Are you jealous?” asked Nat then, and you just nodded. So they with big smiles leaned in and took turns kissing you. Nat after she dropped some open mouthed kisses she went down your neck like she was when Bucky came in, in turn Bucky devoured your mouth. It had barely started and you were already overwhelm, there was so much to touch, to feel, to provoke

“Relax sweetie” was Nat able to read your thoughts? it seemed like it

“I’m nervous” you whispered, and they looked terrified, “No! no I really want this, more than anything in the world, but I’m just nervous I’m not going to… do it well”

“Oh honey” Nat Purred, she took place between your thighs with a sulky smile, “You are doing great sweetie”

“We will guide you,” said Bucky, “Don’t you worry” he was kneeling on the bed next to your head, and while Nat took care of your dress, sliding it down your body, leaving you only in that sexy lingerie you like wearing in special events. You really wanted to take care of Bucky so you sat on the bed to start undressing him, with his help, out of his dressing pants and his shirt, revealing his metal arm you guessed it was going to be a great element tonight

“You kinky girl” he admired when he catches you eying his metal arm, “We are going to leave the arm for another night, ok?” you nodded, suddenly excited if he meant there was going to be a do over of tonight. You both then Looked and Nat and together slid her dress right off of her, revealing her gorgeous red set.

Nat pushed you back into the bed, and with her soft hands she caressed you from your ribcage down your belly, hips and the seam of your panties, with your permission sliding them off your legs.

The light was on, they when Nat pushed your thighs open they both had a perfect view of your glistening pussy, so wet and ready for them it almost hurt you, certainly the air of the room made you squirm in need, you needed to be touched, and you needed to touch them.

“Please” you begged, not sure for what

“Nat is going to give you what you need” muttered Bucky, looking with adoration how Nat leaned over your weeping sex, and dove in. You moaned wantonly when you felt her tongue tracing your slit, using her fingers to open you up, finding what she was looking for. Suddenly she latched on your clit, making you scream in surprise and pleasure

Bucky kneeled right by your head so you touched the hem of his boxers with your fingers and drew them down, releasing his cock. You could barely concentrate, Nat lapping at your clit and caressing your folds teasingly with his fingers, but you needed to return some of the pleasure. You fisted his thick cock slowly, using the drops of precum to cover it. Bucky grunted, his dark eyes not leaving the place where Nat was giving you so much pleasure. After fisting him for a couple of times Bucky agreed to your silent petition and let you take his cock on your mouth. It felt heavy on your tongue and you moaned around him, making him fist your hair

“Aren’t you a little minx” he purred, when you suck on his tick hungrily, already addicted to his salty flavor. Nat got more intense with her ministrations, started fingering you more rapidly, finding that spongy spot and curling her fingers. This new experience made you cum without any warning into Nat’s face. You whimpered, feeling embarrassed as you could stop it and rode your orgasm. Nat took everything you gave her, helping you prolong your climax with her mouth and fingers

You moaned into Bucky’s cock, wanting to apologize but Nat mad you feel you had nothing to be sorry for

“Bucky she is delicious” she whispered, cleaning her lips with her tongue, finally releasing you gently and slowly

“Fuck I want a taste” you whined when he made you release him, “But I want to fuck her even more”

“Bucky please fuck me” you begged, the redhead laid by your side and kissed you roughly, making you taste yourself in her mouth and you never tasted something more erotic, Nat, and Bucky and you all mixed together.

Bucky placed himself between your shaky legs, and entered you slowly, making you whimper because of the stretch but you felt so good, so full

“I need your words doll” he said, searching in your face for any kind of indication that you were alright

“I’m good Bucky please don´t stop, fuck me” you begged shamelesly, and he omplied, burying himself until he was eated full isnide of you. He was so big you felt him in your belly, and you fucking loved it

You moved your hips teasingly, inviting him to move, and with a wide smile he did. Nat was looking at all of it with big eyes and need in her, a warmth that made her skin tingle from every hair in her head to the tip of her toes.

“Nat” you called, touching her thigh, trying to grab her. She understood instantly, and looked for Bucky’s approval, which he have with an enthusiastic nod

“You sure Kitten?” she asked

“Yes please Nat, I need to taste you” you cried. She slowly raised her leg and straddled your face, not letting her full weight fall over you, but now you had an amazing view of her pussy. you leaned in to taste her, giving her a lick all over her slit, making her moan loudly. But it wasn’t enough, you hugged her thighs and made her lay all her weight on your face, to be able to devour her properly, which you did. Nat snap her hips, indicating you exactly where she wanted you, and you obeyed her, giving her everything she wanted and more

In desperation of how good you were making her feel, she leaned over to kiss Bucky, who was fucking you slowly, with determination, letting find your own rythm with Nat

Watching you two was like a piece of the more exquisite art, and if it weren’t for his stamina and the supersoldier serum he would’ve finished by now. You two were going to drive him insane.

You softly started caressing Nat’s folds with one finger and introduced it deeper, fingering her slowly. You moved even more desperately. Drove by Bucky’s thick cock. She moved her hips, riding your face and you knew she was about to cum, and you felt so good you were the one who was provoking that on her and your chest filled with pride.

It took one hard thrust from Bucky to make you moan into Nat’s folds, the vibrations triggered her orgasm, you lapped at her juices happily taking everything she gave. She got off of you when she felt your own orgasm was near. Bucky grabbed your hips and started pumping into you roughly, without relent no mercy. and you, hoping for something to grab took a hold on his forearms, driving yourself to meet his thrusts

The sound you made, sloppy, wet skin to skin was just filthy, and with one touch of Nat’s fingers in your clit you came, hard, perhaps harder than you had ever done. Bucky helped you ride your orgasm and then he slid right off of you. making you whimper. But you were so sensitive you actually could pass out right now and have the best sleep of your life

“Are you ok, kitten?” Nat appeared in your line of vision, worry taiting her face

“I’m fine” you said simply, with a smile that told them you were so close to heaven as it was.She placed herself right beside you, spreading her legs to welcome Bucky, who wasted no time in fucking her, nice and slowly, finding his own pace. You didn’t like not participating, so you hug Nat´s side, kissing her slowly, entertwining your legs with hers as Bucky fucked her

Nat begged to Bucky to go fastr and you wondered if they vr fucked before, you guessed they have, and if that should make you feel some sort of jealousy, you only feltlucky they decided to share their bed with you as you held Nat haring her draw the most delicious sounds.

With grunt, watching so much action between the two of you, Bucky started pressing and rubbing Nat’s clit to push her orgasm, they reached her at the same time Bucky reached his.

Now you were jealous, wanting to have Bucky’s seed to yourself, but you kissed Nat instead, until it drew a soft smile from her lips

You could pass out right now from the exhaustition, but the pleasure was becoming addicted

“You can taste Bucky on me kitten” purred Nat again making you think she can read minds, grabbing your chin and making you look at her. You just nodded, getting on your hands and knees, presenting for Bucky who grabbed your hips roughly. He was already hard again, ready to fuck you senseless. Nat accommodated under you, spreading her thighs showing you Bucky’s work on her.

You dove in right then, lapping at their combined juices and moaning at the taste.

Bucky did fuck you senseless because its on of the last things you remembered

You woke up tangled in bucky’s arm your head over his chest, you opened your eyes slowly and found Nat, looking back at you with those big green eyes you loved so much

“Good morning” she whispered, and you whispered the greeting back, “How’d you sleep?”

“We didn't do so much of that” you whispered, “But the little I had was amazing” You looked at Bucky and you found him asleep with a satisfied grin on his face, and you smiled widely.But soon you erased the smile. As the events of last night fell over your shoulders, you had fucked Nat AND Bucky, what was going to happen now? Was your friendship going to get ruined? Was it all going to become awkward? Had you come between them? Maybe they just wanted to be together, both of them, maybe they were just having fun, spicing things up

“A penny for your thoughts?” you turned to look at Nat, who seemed worried, your face must have turned so serious

“Well I was thinking…” you murmured, “I think I should go” you whispered, trying to untangle yourself from the web of limbs and sheets

“Why would you think that?” Bucky just pulled you back towards his chest, revealing his awakeness. Where Nat caressed your arm over Bucky

“I didn’t thought you’d be the type of sneaking off in the morning” Nat whispered cheekily

“I’m not” you responded, embarrassed, “But I thought this was a one-time thing”

“Do you want it to be?” asked Bucky, worry tainting his face, you cuddled more into his chest and reached for Nat at the other side of him. You shook your head giving your answer, whispering a sweet No, because here, tangled with this two beautiful people, is the place you finally felt you truly belonged

“Me neither” purred Nat, placing her chin on Bucky’s chest to look at the man, you did the same thing, waiting for his confirmation

“You are both mine now” he said with a shy smile. And your chest felt warm, warm with love and excitement

“How are we going to tell people?” you asked then, looking at both of them, “That we are in a… thruple?” they both chuckle, “On a threesome?”

“That sounds hot, but I think the right term is “polyamorous relationship”” muttered Bucky

“Wanda is in a relationship with an android, and you are worried about such details?” she asked then raising her eyebrow

“I don’t know” you giggled, cuddling more into Bucky's chest

“The only thing we should be worrying about is Bucky getting constantly high fived his metal arm might break” you giggled even more as Bucky drew a triumphant smile

“Damn right, I’m with the two most beautiful women on the fucking world” he caressed both of you lazyly dawing shapes on your naked backs

“Damn right” whispered Nat, your hand found each other's arms, caressing you and you her, and also Bucky on his belly, “And we should get a bigger bed”

“And a Bigger room” you suggested

“I like the way you think sweetheart” purred Bucky

“Perhaps it’s too early to say it” you whispered, “But I love you both” there was an awful silence which made you tense, but that’s because you missed the excited looks Bucky and Nat shared.

“We love you too” Bucky kissed the top of your head making you purr, and then Nat leaned in and kissed your lips softly. You moaned against her mouth as you placed your leg over Bucky´s, tangled it with Nat and instinctively grinding against Bucky’s side

“Oh fuck” Bucky growled, feeling both of you rubbing against him. With a giggle you released Nat laying your head against Bucky's chest again

“So, how do we tell the team?” you asked again, but where interrupted by a strong knock on the door

“Whoever it is FUCK OFF!” yelled Bucky

“Yeah, go bother someone else!” muttered Nat and they both looked at you

“Yeah, fuck off!” you said then

“LANGUAGE!” you heard Steve yell back

“LUCKY SON OF A BITCH” this time was Sam

“I think we just told them,” said Bucky happily, “now, where were we?” he purred and you giggled when he grabbed you and threw you between them, and they both kissed your neck and touched you everywhere at the same time

“She wanted to leave us Nat” said Bucky, “I think we should punish her”

“NO!” You screech, feeling ticklish, turning and squirming playfully, but their hands were everywhere, and their love too.

notes: it was my first ffm, did I do ok? I was so excited!

Tag list!💕 @black-repunzel99

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bloodymarymorstan · 4 months

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Ok so I just watched the latest episode of What If where Captain Carter (Peggy if she was Captain America) fights the Hydra Stomper (Steve if he was the Winter Soldier) because I KNEW they were once again gonna do the thing where they give all of Steve and Bucky's interactions to Peggy and Steve and say that this time they are romantic even though they definitely weren't when it was 2 very straight bros (lol) so. Let's get into it (spoilers for s2e5 of What If, obviously):

When Peggy finds out Steve is alive she goes to Nick Fury and he tells her there have been rumors of this for decades; Peggy's angry he and Natasha didn't tell her - this is interesting because in TWS Peggy was part of the organization that was hiding rumors about Bucky from Steve. Peggy is objecting to something she was part of in the actual MCU

Natasha says "the Steve Rogers that you loved died in 1953" - a similar sentiment to what people were saying to Steve about Bucky but more overtly romantic. They throw the word "love" around in the episode quite a few times, like they need to make it extra clear

Bucky (who's old and working for SHIELD) finds out Steve is alive and his reaction is pretty tame, like he's surprised and I guess happy but he doesn't really seem to care that much which is just ridiculous (especially bc in this timeline Steve and Bucky kept working together for several years after the war) - Bucky is also stated to have had a wife and kids and has clearly moved on from Steve in the way Peggy did in the original movies

The Hydra Stomper (Steve) is going to kill Bucky, Bucky stands in front of him to talk him down. He doesn't want to kill Steve which is obviously good and in character. The thing he says to try to get Steve to snap out of it is "let's get a drink" which cracked me up because is that the no homo version of "end of the line" for these writers?? Anyway, Steve does lower his gun but then he raises it again (we don't see if he would have actually killed Bucky because Peggy intervenes at this point)

There's a romantic scene where Peggy and Steve bond over their shared traumas which... shared life experience, anyone? (What If I threw myself off a cliff?) - it does turn out that Steve is secretly still brainwashed at this point and is trying to lure Peggy in so idk how seriously I should take this scene

In terms of dialogue, the final fight scene between Peggy and Steve is very similar to the one with Steve and Bucky in TWS. Eventually, Peggy drops her shield and tells Steve that she doesn't want to fight him, and is going to let him kill her. The line she says that gets him to stop is "I want to be with you. Even if this is the end. I want you." She also says "I can't lose you again." This is basically EXACTLY what "I'm with you til the end of the line means", but a bit less ambiguous (and also less poetic, the original line is obviously much better)

Steve doesn't kill Peggy, he flies off (but he also doesn't save her life like Bucky does for Steve in TWS so. Inferior)

At the end, Peggy is planning to go find Steve, even though nobody thinks she'll be able to save him (again, basically the exact same as TWS)

My concluding thoughts:

It's hard to say what Marvel's exact goal is with the phenomenon of giving so many of Steve and Bucky's interactions to Steve and Peggy in EU content, but it's definitely gotten pretty ridiculous and out of hand. There is an instinct to accuse them of homophobia and wanting to rewrite Steve and Bucky's story to make it straight/less significant, but I also wonder if the bigger factor is that the writers know that Steve and Peggy's canon ending makes no sense considering how underdeveloped their relationship was, and they want to trick viewers into thinking they had a better written romance by giving them more meaningful moments in What If (and also Rogers The Musical but that's for another post). That being said, if the best way to write a better romance you can think of is to use the exact same plotline the supposedly straight protagonist had with his male best friend (but that people have been interpreting as a romance for years and years) then maybe you should be reflecting on why that is. Ultimately though it's just lazy writing (have some originality!) and will never erase the fact that the real movies were gay as hell. I'll definitely be taking this as further proof that TWS was a romance all along.

#stucky #stevebucky #i'm scared to tag other things in case people come for me

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multifandombisexual23 · 8 months

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OK so I love both marvel and PJO so I gotta little of both for ya.

Also the marvel one is my background for the reason that the women are featured at the top. Usually it's Tony, Cap, Bruce, or Bucky. I love their characters but we need more marvel woman. Love the guys, but the girls... Let's just say that marvel is the reason I'm bi.

Then there's Nico. Our little Italian, gay, McDonald's obsessed Nico. I FREAKING LOVE HIM!!! PJO is the thing that taught me it was OK to like the same gender. I am forever grateful to Rick for that. (But seriously, stop throwing our ships in Tartarus.)

( LOL it auto corrected to tartar sauce)

Anyway, hope you enjoy! Have a great day! (Or night depending on where you are)

sry. Couldn't help myself.

#harry potter #percy jackson #mcu #bucky barnes #pjo #nico di angelo #marvel #marvel women #mcdonald's #This is a pen #tartarus #rick riordan #bisexual #I love Nico

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angellbarnes · 1 year

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sparks flying

day 1 - firefighter AU

pairing: firefighter!Bucky x reader

summary: a real life firefighter to crush on? say less. with you’re clumsiness you’ll definitely be needing him around a lot more

word count: 1.3k

warnings: just idiots with crushes fluff, (small) fires

A/N: so this is officially day 1 of my 30 day writing challenge! I’ve been gone from writing for wayyy too long. I’ve had a lot going on in life and in my head tbh but now I’m ready to saddle up again and hopefully this will be a good n fun way to bring back my writing! I think this is a cute one to start the challenge with. please like, comment and reblog, it means so so much🤍

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A couple of weeks ago…

“Wanda, stop!” you yell. “You know how ticklish I am!” You’re fighting against her as she pins you down. Nat is cackling beside you, laughing at your struggling.

“Say it! Admit you like him!” She cries.

“No! I’ll never!” You cry back.

A relaxed girls night seemed like a good idea before truth or dare was involved, and it led to both Nat and Wanda forcing you to admit your schoolgirl crush on Bucky, a firefighter in your neighbourhood.

“Then I won’t stop.” You’re fighting for breath at this point, before you kick your leg perfectly, or unfortunately, to knock over a candle on the side. It falls to the carpet and everyone’s eyes widen.

“Shit!” You exclaim. You grab a pillow and hit it over the flames repeatedly. You exhale heavily when it’s out. You turn and see Wanda and Nat smirking as Nat is holding her phone to her ear. “Wha- Nat, no!” You say sternly, you can see her plan smug on her face. She holds her finger up at you as she starts speaking.

“Hey, Steve, we just had a small fire over here, maybe you should come over to make sure it’s been put out properly… Yeah, just a candle, nothing major… Ok, thanks babe. Oh, and you should probably bring Bucky too, if he’s around. Cool, see you soon.” She hangs up.

“Seriously?” You deadpan.

When they arrive, you’re sitting on the sofa with Wanda and Nat opens the door. Of course, behind Steve, Bucky comes striding in too. Wanda wiggles her eyebrows at you, poorly hiding her grin. You simply roll your eyes.

“What’ve we got here then?” Steve remarks, blankly staring and, frankly being unimpressed, at the charred patch of carpet beneath you.

“I just knocked over a candle. It is absolutely no big deal and it’s clearly out.” You reply, tight lipped. Avoiding eye contact with the looming brunet beside him, as if you’d drop dead if you were to. “What would we do without you two though?” You sarcastically add.

“What even happened?” Bucky asks, and you finally look at him, in the eyes, as you silently die inside while searching for a reason other than the truth.

“Wanda pushed me into it, and then it fell on the carpet.” Bucky raises a suspicious brow at your answer.

“Ok,” Steve says. “Just maybe try to keep candles upright from now on. We should go, Buck, and get to that bar before it’s too busy.”

“You guys are going out? We’ll come with!” Nat jumps up and pulls Wanda from the sofa, stretching her hands out to you next.

“I would, but I’ve got an early shift tomorrow. A 6am start is not what I want on less than 7 hours of sleep.” You reply, honestly this time.

“Ugh, fine.” Nat whines. Everyone starts to head out as you hold the door. You say bye to everyone and wish them a good night as Bucky hangs back.

“Shame you can’t come tonight, maybe next time?” He leans in the doorway and you think your heart actually skips a beat.

“Yeah, sounds good.” You can’t help but smile as he flashes a cheeky grin. He begins walking out and you admire his frame. It’s a shame he can’t put out the fire roaring inside of you right now.

“Have a fun shift tomorrow!” He calls out.

“Oh, I will.” You shut the door and roll your eyes and the feelings he gives you.

Now…

“Ugh, stupid fucking lights!” You growl and the flickering bulb above you, which eventually goes out altogether. You know it’s not the lightbulb because you’ve only just changed it. The same thing happens in your bedroom and the kitchen. Determined, you set out to find the light panel for your flat, which is somewhere in the building. You finally find it and open it up. You see your flat number and, beneath it, some switches and screws and wires you’ve never encountered before.

“Fuck it.” You take out your screwdriver and just head into this unknown world. You try a few switches and screws when a couple of sparks fly. You jump back with a slight shriek. Your eyes widen and your hand covers your mouth as the sparks turn into a small flame.

“Nooo. no, no, no, no, no, shit, shit, shit.”

The flame begins to grow and you look around, with no luck, for some sort of fire extinguisher. The nearest thing is a fire alarm. Brilliant. 10 in the evening and now the whole building is going to hate you.

“For fucks sake.” You press the alarm and run away from the scene of the crime before people can see you near it.

Everyone is stood outside, cold and annoyed, when the engines arrive. With everyone in gear it’s hard to tell who’s going in. You’re all waiting for a short while before they tell everyone it’s taken care of and you can start heading back in. The firefighters begin taking off their helmets and masks. You notice Steve and – shit – Bucky. You don’t have time to get away before he spots you too. He heads over.

“Hey. I’m starting to get used to this building now.” He comments. You chuckle lightly. “I’m worried you’re heading towards becoming an arsonist.” Your eyes go wide.

“How did you know it was me?” You whisper-yell. His eyes widen in response, brows furrowing.

“We didn’t. I was just making a joke, but now I’m actually concerned about you.” He folds his arms and laughs as you slap your hand to your face in stupidity.

“Oh. Shit. Uhh, there’s no getting out of this, is there? Oh god, are you meant to arrest me or something? Ok, here’s the plan: I never said or did anything. Sound good?” You reason, realising you’re just continuing your idiocy. He just smiles in response before nodding his head toward the building.

“Should I walk you up? Just to make sure you don’t start any more fires.” He quips and you scoff, rolling your eyes and playfully elbowing him.

“Fine. Just to make sure.”

“You do realise I’m going to be telling Steve about this?” Bucky says when you reach your door. “And then he’ll tell Nat, who will then tell Wanda.” He smirks, leaning against the doorway again after you step inside. God, you love a man in uniform. Although, you’d like him more out of it–

“Oh, I’m prepared for that.” You look back into your apartment, and at that patch of carpet from last time, and why it happened. “Did you want to come in?”

“Uhh…” He begins. You mentally scold yourself. He clearly doesn’t want to. But then again, he’s still in uniform.

“Oh, shit, are you still on duty? Or you don’t want to. Either way, it’s fine. Sorry for asking.” You ramble.

“No, no, that’s not it. I’m actually technically finished now. I was just going to ask if you wanted to go to that bar now? As long as you don’t have another early shift tomorrow, that is.” You light up inside at his question, and can’t help the grin that spreads across your lips.

“Yes! Yeah, that sounds nice, I mean.” You shyly look at the floor and notice he steps forwards. He lifts your chin with his finger so you’re looking into his eyes.

“Uh, there’s actually something else I wanted to ask you…” He begins, and you both instinctively begin to lean into one another.

“Yeah?” You reply softly. The corner of his mouth lifts.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispers into your lips and your breath hitches.

“Yes.” You pull him into you with his jacket and his lips press against yours. Suddenly, another fire is igniting. But a much, much better kind. The kiss is deep and long-awaited, both of you trying to get closer, while already being flush against one other. Finally you part, chuckling and biting your lip.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

“Thank god for my lack of my electrician knowledge, huh?”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fluff #firefighter!bucky #marvel #bucky au #angellbarnes 30 day writing challenge #day 1

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musette22 · 1 year

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I’m probably overly sensitive, but I can’t help getting annoyed at everyone on Twitter laughing at the idea of Bucky losing his prosthetic. They are gleefully imagining it being stolen from him, and all the ways he would be struggling without it. Like, did they forget how he lost his arm in the first place? Are we laughing at disability now? It’s ok if it’s Bucky, I guess, because the mcu sure doesn’t respect his trauma so why should the fans? Smh! I hope (and choose to believe) Bucky has gotten a new arm and gave the old one away willingly.

I don't think you're being overly sensitive, I think Marvel isn't being sensitive enough. And sadly this isn't the first time either. Listen, it's absolutely fine if some people just watch Marvel to be entertained, lord knows we need uncomplicated fun in our lives in some shape or form these days. So for the record, I'm not saying everyone who thinks things these jokes are funny is stupid or insensitive by default. But the people who are laughing at the idea of Bucky struggling without his arm? They are insensitive idiots, sorry to say it.

And call me idealistic, but I just think that it's Marvel's responsibility to treat the characters they've created and that people have come to love and care about with more respect then they're currently showing them. Especially characters with severe trauma and disabilities. Not everything has to be a witty joke. In fact, some things shouldn't be, because they're things that have been ridiculed and not taken seriously for far too long already. In this day and age we should all be making a concerted effort to change the way certain issues are viewed by the wider public. And Marvel has such a HUGE audience, they really ought to know better, and be more careful in the way they represent certain things.

But let's be real, that's never going to happen 🙃 Things have been going downhill in that respect for a good while now. So personally, I just opt to ignore the whole thing and haven't accepted anything post about halfway through IW as canon for Bucky, that works pretty well too, I have to say 😉

#bucky barnes #anti marvel #anti mcu #anti disney #minnie answers

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captaincoldzero · 2 years

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Civil War (Part 1) | Steve Rogers x Hawks Male Reader

Fandom: Marvel

A/N: This would be the movie Civil War, but with the participation of the Hawks reader, which I did in the last post. So I just left the parts that the reader appears and what I think would be important to keep from the movie, but focused only on Steve.

A/N.2: Sorry for any mistakes, but English is not my first language.

Steve Rogers meets Reader: here

Steve had so many things to think about at that moment. He'd been distracted by hearing his friend's name, which had made him not realize that Brock Rumlow wanted to blow himself up. Wanda tried to protect him but ended up blowing up a building and hurting people. Tony Stark with the Sokovia treaty and now the death of Peggy Carter.

After the funeral, Steve couldn't leave and ended up staying inside the church for a while. Thinking of the few moments he had with Peggy and Sharon's words.

Natasha entered the church and began to walk silently toward Steve.

― When I came out of the ice, I thought everyone I had known was gone. ― Steve speaks to Natasha while leaning against a church pew. ― Then I found out that she was alive. I was just lucky to have her.

― She had you back, too.

Natasha approached, stopping in front of Steve.

― Who else signed? ― Steve asked.

― Tony. Rhodey. Vision.

― Clint?

― Says he's retired. ― She smiles slightly.

― Wanda?

― TBD. ― Natasha replied. ― I'm off to Vienna for the signing of the Accords. There's plenty of room on the jet.

Steve sighs and bows his head.

― Just because it's the path of least resistance doesn't mean it's the wrong path. ― She says, but she doesn't have an answer. ― Staying together is more important than how we stay together.

― What are we giving up to do it?

She sighs. Steve shakes his head, unconvinced. It didn't seem like the right way to deal with all of this. Why didn't anyone understand this?

― I'm sorry, Nat. I can't sign it.

― I know. ― She nodded.

― Then what are you doing here?

― I didn't want you to be alone.

Natasha smiled and raised her arms. Steve accepts her hug. He needed it.

―I’m ok. ― Steve spoke.

― Are you sure? ― She asked.

― Yes. I need a break.

Natasha nodded again and came out of the church. Steve looked back at the church cross when he heard a strange noise. Something like the rustle of feathers.

― You disappeared. ― Steve spoke.

― Your friend is harder to follow than I expected ― Steve recognized that voice and was sure he knew who it was in there with him.

The captain looked back, but there was no one. Then he looked up to see Y/N sitting on the second floor ledge. Steve smiled to find the other man there. Y/N gave a slight forward thrust and began to glide until he stopped in front of Steve.

He wouldn't admit it, but he missed Y/N. Every day he was there to say he hadn't found anything, but at some point reports of him started to take longer to come in, until the moment he just stopped showing up. Steve started to think he had just given up.

― When I finally found something, I thought it best not to stop following so I wouldn't lose track again. ― Y/N spokes scratching the back of his head.

― So why did you come back?

― Sam told me about Peggy. ― Y/N put his hands inside the pockets of his aviation coat. ― My condolences.

― It's not for me you have to say it. ― Steve says.

― You still loved her. You told me how special she was to you.

Steve didn't respond. He just lowered his head and sighed.

― I also heard about the Sokovia Accord.

― What do you think? ― Steve asked, looking at Y/N.

― I hated it, of course. ― Y/N answered seriously.

― You don't have to say it because of me. ― Steve smiled to Y/N.

― You overestimate yourself ― Y/N smiled back. ― Anyway, this accord also affects me, after all, I'm one of those "enhanced people".

― So, will you not sign?

Y/N smiled and bowed his head.

― If I had any decision-making power, I wouldn't sign. ― Y/N looked up again. ― But I can only accept what they do. Even mine would end since I could only act here in the United States.

― Did you find Bucky? ― Steve asked hopefully.

― I'm working on it. But that's not what I came for. ― Y/N rise up his arms. ― You lost someone important. Let's not talk business.

Steve smiled and hugged Y/N. Steve noticed Y/N's wings surrounding him as if they were hugging him too.

Y/N smelled good. Something like lavender mixes with other natural scents. Steve ended up getting carried away by the scent of the other man who didn't notice that the hug was going on for a long time.

Y/N pulled away and put his hands in his pockets again.

― Sorry. ― Y/N spoke nervously.

― It’s ok.

…

Steve and Sam accompanied Sharon to the hotel. Y/N said that he had just dropped by to see Steve, but that he needed to go work on something else. The three went together to the hotel where Sharon was staying.

― My mom tried to talk me out of enlisting, but, um, not Aunt Peggy. ― Steve was escorting Sharon to the elevator. ― She bought me my first thigh holster.

― Very practical. ― Steve spokes.

― And stylish. ― Sharon and Steve wait by an elevator. They stand facing each other.

Steve thought about his feelings about Sharon, but knew there was something different. His head now kept turning on someone else. But he still couldn't be sure about that.

― CIA has you stationed over here now? ― Steve asked.

― In Berlin, Joint Terrorism Task Force. ― Sharon replied.

― Right. Right. Sounds fun.

― I know, right? ― Steve nods and smiles at Sharon.

― I've been meaning to ask you. When you were spying on me from across the hall . . . .

― You mean when I was doing my job. ― Sharon jokes and Steve laughs

― Did Peggy know?

― She kept so many secrets. I didn't want her to have one from you. ― The elevator arrives. ― Thanks for walking me back.

― Sure. ― Sam comes over.

― Steve. There's something you gotta see.

They went to the same room so Sam could show Steve what he wanted.

“A bomb hidden in a news van . . .”

― Who's coordinating? ― Sharon was talking to someone on the phone.

“ . . . ripped through the UN building in Vienna. More than 70 people have been injured. At least 12 are dead, including Wakanda's King T'Chaka. Officials have released a video of a suspect who they have identified as James Buchanan Barnes, the Winter Soldier. The infamous HYDRA agent, linked to numerous acts of terrorism and political assassinations.”

Steve felt an internal unease. Bucky wouldn't do that, right? He'd run away and wouldn't have gone back to Hydra, right? Something is not right about this.

― I have to go to work. ― Sharon looking at the television.

― She told you to stay out of it? ― Sam asked after Steve talked to Natasha on the phone so she wouldn't see him. The two were wearing caps and sunglasses to hide their identities. ― Might have a point.

― He'd do it for me. ― Steve replied.

― 1945, maybe. ― Sam talks while taking a sip of his coffee. ― I just want to make sure we consider all our options. The people that shoot at you usually wind up shooting at me.

Sharon approached the two, but pretending they weren't talking to them.

― Tips have been pouring in since that footage went public. Everybody thinks the Winter soldier goes to their gym. Most of it's noise. Except for this. ― She slides Steve a file. ― My boss expects a briefing, pretty much now . . . so that's all the head start you're gonna get.

― Thank you.

― And you're gonna have to hurry. We have orders to shoot on sight. ― Steve looks at Sam who has an "I told you so" expression.

…

The file Sharon gave Steve took him to Bucharest. Sam kept flying to watch overhead, because he knew they were already going after Bucky.

In his dark blue, armored suit with his shield on his arm Steve is in a small apartment. He looks around. He looked around for any sign of his former best friend.

The apartment was small. A bed, apparently, makeshift. The room is separated from the kitchen by a small bench. Several papers, notepads and notebooks scattered on the floor and furniture. Steve could sense that Bucky was there and that if Sharon's information is correct, he'll be back soon.

A notebook on top of the fridge caught Steven's attention, who took it to find out what it was. There were colored post-its on the edges that marked the pages, but he opened it straight to a sheet that contained his image cut out of a magazine or something.

― Heads up, Cap. German Special Forces, approaching from the south. ― Sam says on the radio.

― Understood.

Steve spoke, but realized he was being watched. He didn't know when he had entered, but he knew Bucky was there. Steve slowly turns around to face him.

― Do you know me?

It was the first thing Steve managed to ask. He knew his memory was bad from all the abuse Hydra had done to his head.

― You're Steve. I read about you in a museum. ― Bucky was staring at Steve, but the captain couldn't understand what that look meant. He could see Bucky, but something was still missing.

― They've set the perimeter. ― Sam says on radion again.

― I know you're nervous. And you have plenty of reasons to be. But you're lying. ― Steve spoke, ignoring Sam.

― I wasn't in Vienna. I don't do that anymore. ― Bucky spoke and Steve realized he was being honest.

― They're entering the building. ― Sam again.

― Well, the people who think you did are coming here now. And they're not planning on taking you alive. ― Steve said.

― That's smart. Good strategy. ― Bucky replied.

― They're on the roof. I'm compromised. ― Sam looked worried on the radio.

― This doesn't have end in a fight, Bucky. ― Steve almost begs.

― It always ends in a fight.

― 5 seconds. ― Sam spoke.

― You pulled me from the river. Why? ― Steve asked.

― I don't know. ― Bucky responds honestly and is clearly confused by his own thoughts and memories.

― Yes, you do. ― Steve replied.

― Breach! Breach! Breach! ― Sam says when a grenade crashes through the window. Bucky kicks it to Steve, and he smothers it with his shield.

The cop slams the battering ram against the door. Bucky shields himself with the bed against an attack from the window. He blocks the door with a table as cops swing in on cables. Steve pulls the rug from under a policeman, sending him flying. Bucky slams another policeman into the wall.

― Buck, stop! You're gonna kill someone. ― Steve yelled and Bucky slams Steve down, punching a hole in the floor.

― I'm not gonna kill anyone.

Bucky picks up a backpack that was hidden under the apartment's wooden floor and throws it out the window. The two take cover behind Steve's shield, but Bucky pushes him afterward, causing him to hit a soldier who was about to enter through the window.

Bucky shields himself from a police officer's gunfire with his metal arm and slams him into a shelf. He picks up a cement block and hits another cop. While Steve fights another one on the balcony. Bucky hit the cops who tried to get through the door, shooting at the hinges.

A cop descends through a sky-light on a zip wire. Bucky grabs the cop's gun and slams him into the wall. Bucky bashes a couple of cops with the battering ram. More of the police team hurry up the stairwell. Bucky jumps on the zip-line-guy and swings down a level.

Steve grabs the radio of a police officer who had been wounded by Bucky and crushes it. Steve jumps down a level as Bucky keeps punching the cops. Bucky tosses one of them over the railing and Steve catches him, stopping the cop from falling. He looks at Bucky wearily.

― Come on, man. ― Steve complained.

After fighting and passing more police, Bucky jumps off one of the building's balconies, landing on the next building where he'd dropped his backpack. But while trying to flee, a man dressed in a black cat costume attacks him. The man stretches out his fingers and extremely sharp claws appear. Bucky added one more person to his list of people who wanted him dead.

Bucky tried to fight him, but the man in black was very skilled in combat. And when he was knocked to the ground, he had to pick up an iron bar to protect himself from him.

― Sam, southwest rooftop. ― Steve said on the radio.

― Who the hell's the other guy? ― Sam asked while moving in the air.

― About to find out. ― Steve jerked back and started running so he could jump to the other building like Bucky had done.

A helicopter appeared and started shooting at Bucky and the man in black who stopped what he was doing to look at the vehicle. Bullets ricochet as they hit the man in black, as if he were wearing full armor.

― Sam! ― Steve spoke.

― Got him. ― Sam spoke but as he approached the helicopter, he noticed the man who was shooting being thrown out of the helicopter and being hit hard enough to knock him unconscious into the roof wall of another building.

Anyway, Sam kicked the back of the helicopter to push the vehicle away.

― Did you see it? ― Sam asked, but he didn't get an answer.

Bucky breaks free from his attacker, slings his bag on his back, runs and jumps down a level. Black Panther slides down the wall using his claws for traction. Back lands at street level and the chase continues. Steve follows and lands rolling along the ground. Gunfire from the chopper tears up the sidewalk. Bucky jumps down through an opening and lands in an underpass, he runs through the traffic. The masked man and Captain America drop down and chase after Bucky. A Special Forces Vehicle pursues them.

― Stand down! Stand down! ― The voice spoke on the car speaker.

Steve threw himself in front of the car, causing it to stop. The driver stops, Steve yanks him from the vehicle and kicks the windshield out, then drives off.

Steve managed to overtake the masked man and because of that, he jumped into the car, holding on to the back.

Steve managed to overtake the masked man and because of that, he jumped into the car, holding on to the back. Captain America tried to rock the car to get the man to let go, but he didn't look the least bit shaken.

― Sam, I can't shake this guy. ― Steve complained

Steve saw small black figures appear around the car and hit the masked man. But he just climbed into the car to protect himself better. Also, he heard something else climb into the car.

― Sam, are you on the roof of the car? ― Steve asked.

― No. ― Sam responds by approaching the car.

Steve could hear two people moving on the ceiling, very careful not to fall. When Sam found the car, he saw the masked man fighting a man he knew well, mainly for the two black wings.

― Y/N! ― Sam shouted.

Steve couldn't help but smile knowing that Y/N was there. The masked man tried to hit him as he was hampered by the black feathers that were flying individually. Until he finally managed to advance with his claws, but Y/N protected himself with one of his wings. The masked man looked confused that he couldn't even scratch those feathers. What are they made of?

Meanwhile, Bucky managed to catch a motorcycle that was moving and Steve needed to accelerate the car even more. But when Bucky came out of the tunnel, he dropped a bomb that caused the passage to begin to be covered in rubble.

Sam manages to get through the rubble, but the Masked Man manages to divert Y/N's attention and jumps on Sam's leg. Y/N flies through the rubble as the Masked Man jumps, causing Bucky to fall off the bike.

Y/N flies through the rubble. Bucky throws the bike towards Sam and the masked man. But the bike just hit the car where Steve was who just got out and started running towards them.

They were surrounded by police who pointed guns at them all. They just raised their hands, showing that they surrendered. Sam and Y/N landed next to them and mimicked the gesture. Even the War Machine landed there, pointing the triggers at them.

― Stand down, now. ― Rhodes says.

― Congratulations, Cap. You're a criminal. ― Bucky says when Steve put the shield on his back. The masked man takes off his helmet, revealing himself to be Prince T'Challa. Steve and Rhodes look curious.

― Your highness. ― Rhodes says to T’Challa.

…

Berlin, day. Traffic rolls around the victory column. Police convoy drives beside the river Spree. Amidst the convoy is a gray armed truck. Inside Bucky wears restraints inside a prison pod. Three armed guards sit on the other side of the glass-walled pod. A police motorbike stops traffic and a van driver looks affronted. The convoy turns a corner onto a bridge across the river. In an SUV T'Challa sits in front of Steve who sits in front of Sam.

― So, you like cats? ― Sam asked T'Challa.

― Sam. ― Steve spoke, reproving Sam.

― What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?

― Your suit . . . It's Vibranium? ― Steve asked.

― The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior. And now, because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king. So, I ask you . . . as both warrior and king . . . how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me? ― T'Challa speaks, causing the vehicle to go into an eerie silence. ― What are your wings made of? ― T’Challa asked Y/N.

― I don't know. They are just born that way. ― Y/N replied.

― Why don't you complain to him? ― Sam complains.

Steve looked at Sam and Y/N stuck his tongue out at Sam like a kid. Sam looked at the winged man in disbelief.

…

In a light gray walled bunker Bucky's pod is carried away by a forklift. Nearby Steve gets out of the SUV and glances across at Bucky who doesn't spot him. With Sam and T'Challa Steve approaches Sharon who's standing with a diminutive, gray-head man.

― What's gonna happen to him? ― Steve asked.

― Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition. ― The gray-head man replied.

― This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander. ― Sharon introduced

― What about our lawyer? ― Steve questioned.

― Lawyer? That's funny. See their weapons are placed in lockup. Oh, we'll write you a receipt. ― Ross replied.

― I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that. ― Sam spoke when he saw them charge to his wings.

They went into a hallway with windows in the walls, letting the light in perfectly.

― You'll be provided with an office instead of a cell. Now, do me a favor, stay in it? ― Ross said.

― I don't intend on going anywhere. ― T’Challa replied.

― For the record, this is what making things worse looks like. ― Natasha told Steve.

― He's alive. ― Steve answered.

― No. ― Tony was talking on the phone. ― Romania was not Accords-sanctioned. And, Colonel Rhodes is supervising cleanup.

― Try not to break anything while we fix this. ― Natasha says with a smile.

― Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that 'cause I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir. ― Tony hangs up the phone.

― 'Consequences'? ― Steve asked.

― Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. Had to give him something. ― Tony explained.

― I'm not getting that shield back, am I? ― Steve asked.

― Technically, it's the government's property. ― Natasha replied. ― Wings, too.

― That's cold. ― Sam spoke.

― Warmer than jail. ― Tony says.

Tony approached Y/N and analyzed his wings.

― Can you take them out? ― He asked.

― No. Sorry. ― Y/N replied with a smile.

― Have you tried?

― He already replied can't take it off. ― Steve stood between Tony and Y/N.

Tony walked away from the two and Steve turned to Y/N. Sam also backed away a bit.

― Thanks for coming. ― Steve says and Y/N smiles.

― I was close. ― Y/N spoke and put his hands inside his coat pocket. ― I said I was working on Bucky's location.

― How long have you known where he was? ― Steve asked seriously, which made Y/N lower his head.

― It has a few days. ― Y/N replied.

― Why didn't you tell me? ― Steve asked, letting his voice rise a little.

― I wanted to make sure he didn't hurt anyone. I wanted to make sure he didn't hurt you. ― Y/N replied with a little irritation.

Steve looked surprised by the younger man's response. He didn't expect that answer when he asked about his motives.

Steve was taken to a glass-walled office overlooking the control room. From there he could look at a big screen that showed the holding cell where Bucky had been placed. Bucky looked calm, as if he'd already given up on fighting and just wanted to pay for it.

‒ Hey, you wanna see something cool? ‒ Tony enters the office carrying a small black box in his hand. ‒ I pulled something from Dad's archives. Felt timely. ‒ Tony shows him two pens in a black presentation box. ‒ FDR signed the Lend-Lease bill with these in 1941. Provided support to the Allies when they needed it most.

‒ Some would say it brought our country closer to war. ‒ Steve responded.

‒ See? If not for these, you wouldn't be here. I'm trying to… What do you call it? ‒ Tony sits in a chair and faces Steve. ‒ That's an olive branch. Is that what you call it?

‒ Is Pepper here? I didn't see her. ‒ Steve looks around as if expecting to find the woman there.

‒ We're kinda . . . well, not kinda . . . ‒ Tony looked down, wondering how to say that.

‒ Pregnant?

‒ No. Definitely not. ‒ Tony looks relieved to answer that. ‒ We're taking a break. It's nobody's fault. ‒ Tony looks at Steve again.

‒ I'm so sorry, Tony. I didn't know. ‒ Steve was really sorry he'd even brought it up.

‒ A few years ago, I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits. Then, we had to mop up HYDRA . . . and then Ultron. My fault. ‒ Tony lowered his gaze again. ‒ And then, and then, and then, I never stopped. Because the truth is I don't wanna stop. ‒ Tony looks at Steve. ‒ I don't wanna lose her. I thought maybe the Accords could split the difference. ‒ Tony gets up from his chair, facing away from Steve. ‒ In her defense, I'm a handful. Yet, Dad was a pain in the ass, but he and Mom always made it work.

‒ I'm glad Howard got married. I only knew him when he was young and single.

‒ Oh, really? You two knew each other? ‒ Tony turns to Steve feigning surprise. ‒ He never mentioned that. Maybe only a thousand times. ‒ Tony puts on his jacket that he used to carry on his arm. ‒ God, I hated you.

‒ I don't mean to make things difficult.

‒ I know, because you're a very polite person. ‒ Tony paces around the room as Steve follows, swiveling his chair.

‒ If I see a situation pointed south. I can't ignore it. Sometimes I wish I could.

‒ No, you don't. ‒ Steve looks down and smiles.

‒ No, I don't. Sometimes . . .

‒ Sometimes I wanna punch you in your perfect teeth. ‒ Tony interrupts. ‒ But I don't wanna see you gone. We need you, Cap. So far, nothing's happened that can't be undone, if you sign. We can make the last 24 hours legit. Barnes gets transferred to an American psych-center instead of a Wakandan prison.

Steve takes one of the pens from the box Tony left open on the table and stands up. He really wanted to be able to help and be on his team's side, on his team's side. But it didn't seem like the right thing to do.

‒ I'm not saying it's impossible, but there would have to be safeguards.

‒ Sure. Once we put out the PR fire, those documents can be amended. ‒ Tony goes back to sit where Steve was before. ‒ I'd file a motion to have you and Wanda reinstated…

‒ Wanda? What about Wanda? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ She's fine. She's confined to the compound, currently. Vision's keeping her company.

‒ Oh God, Tony! Every time. Every time I think you see things the right way…

‒ What? It's a 100 acres with a lap pool. It's got a screening room. There's worse ways to protect people.

‒ Protection? Is that how you see this? This is protection? It's an internment, Tony.

‒ She's not a US citizen. ‒ Tony raises his voice, as if to prove his point.

‒ Oh, come on, Tony.

‒ And they don't grant visas to weapons of mass destruction.

‒ She's a kid! ‒ Steve screams.

‒ GIVE ME A BREAK! ‒ Tony yells back. ‒ I'm doing what has to be done, to stave off something worse. ‒ Steve nods in disbelief at Tony's attitude.

‒ You keep telling yourself that. ‒ He puts the pen down. ‒ Hate to break up the set. ‒ Steve leaves the office leaving Tony alone with his thoughts.

Sam and Y/N were taken to another office, similar to the one Tony was with Steve.

‒ Are your wings stronger than the Captain's shield? ‒ Sam asked Y/N.

‒ I don’t know. Why?

‒ The prince of cats' suit is made of vibranium, just like the captain's shield, and his wings hold back his blows.

‒ What do you want me to say, I don't know, Wilson. ‒ He responds and his wings flutter a little.

‒ How do you manage to sit in the chair?

‒ Wilson…

Y/N stopped what he was going to say when Steve walked into the office. He had his back to the two seated as he stared at a screen that showed Bucky.

‒ You heard, didn't you? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ I wish I could say no. ‒ Y/N replied.

‒ It’s ok.

‒ What are you going to do now? ‒ Sam asked.

‒ I don’t know.

Sharon enters the office with a folder of documents in her hand.

‒ The receipt for your gear. ‒ She hands the folder to Sam.

‒ 'Bird costume'? Come on. ‒ Sam speaks indignantly.

‒ I didn't write it. ‒ Sharon looked at Steve, intent on Bucky's screen.

She looked around and pressed a button on the phone on the living room table, causing the camera's sound to unblock.

‒ I'm not here to judge you. I just want to ask you a few questions. Do you know where you are, James? I can't help you if you don't talk to me, James. ‒ A man was trying to get Bucky to talk.

‒ My name is Bucky. ‒ Bucky responds a little stressed.

The sound was muted after a while and Steve began to analyze the photo from the day of the explosion at the congress in Vienna.

‒ Why would the Task Force release this photo to begin with? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ Get the word out, involve as many eyes as we can? ‒ Sharon had as many answers as Steve.

‒ Right. It's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier.

‒ You're saying someone framed him to find him.

‒ Steve, we looked for the guy for two years and found nothing.

‒ But, you found him. ‒ Steve speaks, looking at Y/N.

Sharon and Sam look at Y/N in surprise. Y/N tries to hide his discomfort from the stares, but the little restless movement of one of his wings could have given him away.

‒ How? ‒ Sam asked.

‒ I have a lot of contacts and I can fly very fast. Did the information just... get to me? ‒ Y/N responds a little nervous.

‒ How did this information arrive? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ I can't talk about my sources, at least not here. When I heard about the explosion, I was confused because I was following Bucky and there was no way he could have slipped out of my sight for a few seconds, gone to Vienna and blown up the congress. ‒ Y/N responds, standing up.

‒ The explosion wasn't supposed to make him come out of hiding. But rather to go after him. ‒ Sharon talks while looking at Steve.

As if something has snapped in Steve's head, he looks back. Notice the man who was talking to Bucky and it looked like some pieces were falling into place.

Then suddenly, the light in the entire building goes out. No, the entire city's light had gone out. Or had it been cut?

‒ Sub-level 5, east wing.

The four ran out of the office, heading over to where Sharon had spoken. Sharon had to part ways with the four of them, but they continued on without her.

When they got to the wing Bucky was supposed to be in, the emergency light was flashing and security was slumped to the ground.

‒ Help me. Help. ‒ The man, whom Steve recognized from the screen he was watching from the office, was groaning on the floor.

Steve lifted the man and pressed him against the wall with a little violence.

‒ Who are you? What do you want? ‒ Steve was almost shouting.

‒ To see an empire fall. ‒ The man responded.

As soon as Sam entered the room, Bucky tried to arm-iron him, but he dodged.Sam tried to fight Bucky, but ended up getting knocked to the ground.Y/N fast-forwarded. Bucky turned his arm toward the man who blocked it with one of his wings. He pushed Bucky away by opening the wing he used for defense.

Steve held Bucky and Y/N came over to help.

‒ No. ‒ Steve yelled. ‒ Help Sam.

Y/N went to Sam as Steve and Bucky started to fight. Y/N started to lightly slap Sam's face to wake him up.

Steve and Bucky's fight ends when the Winter Soldier throws him through the elevator door, causing Captain America to fall down the floors.

Sam starts to wake up when Y/N looks around, noticing that the man Steve was going after was gone. Sam looked in the direction of the elevator Steve had been thrown into and found the man there.

‒ Hey! ‒ Sam yelled.

The man started to run. Y/N helped Sam to his feet and the two went after the man.

‒ Help the Captain. I go after him. ‒ Sam spoke and resumed running.

‒ I am not your support. ‒ Y/N yelled but was ignored.

Y/N looked through the broken elevator door. Steve got to his feet.

‒ All right, handsome? ‒ Y/N asks.

Steve takes off his jacket and looks up. Y/N felt something stir inside him from watching Steve let his arms show.

‒ Yeah! ‒ Steve answers. ‒ Go after them.

‒ Could you two stop bossing me around? ‒ Y/N speaks, crossing his arms.

Steve ignored the man and started up the iron ropes of the elevator. Y/N watched Steve start to straighten up and rolled his eyes.

He dropped some feathers from his wings and used them to propel the Captain's body upwards. But as if it would help him to climb faster than to make him fly up there.

‒ I told you to go after them. ‒ Steve spoke when he got to the floor Y/N was on.

They were standing very close to each other.

‒ And I don't take orders from you. ‒ Y/N replied.

They looked at each other for a second. The closeness seemed to create a gravitational field between the two that wanted to bring the two men closer and closer.

Steve let his body get a little closer when Y/N spoke.

‒ We cannot waste time.

‒ Of course. Do not wait for me. ‒ Steve spoke and Y/N nodded.

Y/N spread his wings and flew as fast as he could between the stairs and corridors. On the ground floor, people were fleeing from inside the building. Y/N could tell that there had been a fight there, until he found Sam running out of the building.

Sam picked something up off the floor and looked up.

‒ Damn it. ‒ He spoke to himself and started looking around.

Y/N lands next to Sam, causing some people to start running from him, not just from the mess in the building.

‒ They disappeared. ‒ Sam spoke.

Y/N began to move his wings slowly so he could listen as far as he could to find something that indicated where the man and the Winter Soldier were. He didn't remember when he discovered that his wings could make him hear farther according to the vibration of the air that beat his feathers. He just learned to control it.

‒ On the roof. ‒ Y/N spoke and started to fly.

Bucky went to the helipad on the roof and got into the helicopter so he could escape. But just as the helicopter has started to leave the ground, Steve appears running and holds onto one of the helicopter's skis.

Bucky began to force the helicopter causing Steve to slide to the edge of the building. Steve continued to hold the helicopter and the other arm held an iron on the helipad.

Y/N sent some feathers to push the helicopter back to the helipad. It landed on top of the big 'H' and sent most of its wing feathers to join the others. Steve was screaming in pain. The helicopter was too heavy, but he could hear it start to whistle.

Bucky threw the helicopter towards Steve. Y/N used some feathers to bring Steve back up to the base. But the helicopter began to spin, causing the two to dodge the tail.

Steve got to his feet and Bucky's iron arm went through the glass of the helicopter, holding onto the captain's neck. Y/N would help when he noticed the helicopter starting to fall off the building.

He sent all his feathers out to try to keep the vehicle balanced, but it wasn't enough. The helicopter went down, with Bucky holding Steve's neck, making him go along to the river, next to the building.

Steve managed to pull himself up to the surface, with Bucky unconscious in his arms. Y/N looked at the two of them in the water as their feathers reshaped their wings. He would go after the two but thought of something else to help.

Steve, with Sam's help, took Bucky to an abandoned shed. They attached the metal arm to an industrial magnet to keep it still. Steve stayed at the gate, watching to make sure they weren't being followed.

‒ Hey, Cap! ‒ Sam called Steve who ran to where he was.

Bucky had woken up and tried to lift his body a little, but his trapped arm was preventing him.

‒ Steve. ‒ Bucky spoke up when he saw his old best friend.

‒ Which Bucky am I talking to? ‒ Steve asked worriedly.

‒ Your mom's name was Sarah. You used to wear newspapers in your shoes. ‒ Bucky smiled at the memory.

‒ Can't read that in a museum. ‒ Steve spoke, letting himself relax.

‒ Just like that, we're supposed to be cool? ‒ Sam asked.

‒ What did I do? ‒ Bucky asked.

‒ Enough. ‒ Steve replied.

‒ Oh, God, I knew this would happen. ‒ Bucky looked down. ‒ Everything HYDRA put inside me is still there. All he had to do was say the goddamn words.

‒ Who was he? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ I don't know. ‒ Bucky replied.

‒ People are dead. The bombing, the setup. The doctor did all that just to get 10 minutes with you. I need you to do better than "I don't know."

‒ He wanted to know about Siberia. ‒ Bucky spoke, struggling to remember. ‒ Where I was kept. He wanted to know exactly where.

‒ Why would he need to know that?

‒ Because I'm not the only Winter Soldier.

Bucky once told how he was sent to steal samples of a scientist's super serum. On how Hydra used the superserum to try to make other super soldiers obedient like him. Steve let go of Bucky's arm when he realized he wasn't going to try to kill them.

‒ Who were they? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ Their most elite death squad. More kills than anyone in HYDRA history. And that was before the serum.

‒ They all turn out like you? ‒ Sam asked.c

‒ Worse.

‒ The doctor, could he control them?

‒ Enough.

‒ Said he wanted to see an empire fall.

‒ With these guys he could do it. They speak 30 languages, can hide in plain sight, infiltrate, assassinate, destabilize, They can take a whole country down in one night. You'd never see them coming. ‒ Sam approached Steve.

‒ This would have been a lot easier a week ago.

‒ If we call Tony . . .

‒ No, he won't believe us. ‒ Sam interrupted

‒ Even if he did . . .

‒ Who knows if the Accords would let him help.

‒ We're on our own.

‒ Maybe not. I know a guy.

Steve smiled when he remembered that Sam had said the same thing when he introduced Y/N to him.

‒ Other guy. ‒ Sam spoke when he noticed the captain's smile.

They got in touch with Sharon and she told them to go to an underpass. They managed to get a car and parked it where Sharon had told them to. But she wasn't there. Steve waited outside the car until Sharon appeared.

‒ Sharon told you to use a getaway car. ‒ He heard a voice, followed by the flapping of wings behind Steve.

‒ It's low profile. ‒ Steve answered without turning around.

Y/N landed in front of the captain. He carried a large bag at his side.

‒ Good, because this stuff tends to draw a crowd. ‒ Y/N placed the bag on the floor and opened it, revealing Sam's wings and Steve's shield.

‒ I owe Sharon one more.

‒ She knows. ‒ Y/N replied smiling. ‒ She is hiding. They go after her for giving me the shield and the wings.

‒ I feel guilty about that. ‒ Steve looked at Y/N.

‒ Don't feel guilty about doing what you think is right. ‒ Y/N spoke, approaching the Captain. Steve smiled upon hearing the other man's response. Y/N smiled back, feeling good about cheering the Captain up. Steve held Y/N's face and kissed him. Y/N brought his hand up to Steve's shoulder, bringing the Captain's body closer to his.

‒ Thank you, Y/N. ‒ Steve spoke as they walked away.

‒ You’re welcome. ‒ Y/N replied smiling.

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A Last Minute Mission ~ Steve Rogers

Pairing: Reader and Steve Rogers

Summary: it’s almost Christmas and Steve gets called in for a last minute mission leaving you behind, just a few weeks from your due date. What could possibly go wrong?

Word Count 3.7K

Warnings: fluff and angst

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

"Bucky! Do you copy?"

Cap, I'm taking heavy fire.

"I'm on my way. Stay low."

Copy.

"Sam, air support?"

One more assault vehicle and then I'm in.

"Copy that."

Steve kept running, following the beacon to Bucky's location. "Bucky status?"

I've got most of them but there are a couple who are hiding.

"Ok, coming in, 5-4-3-2-1." Steve burst in the room surprising the last of the HYDRA agents. He takes down two, scaring the third out in the open allowing Bucky to take the shot.

"Nice work Cap." Bucky scans the room. "Thanks for the assist, punk."

"Any time jerk. Sam?" Steve touches his ear, "how is the outside?"

Clear Cap. You got a straight path back to the jet.

"Perfect. We should be able to clear the intel and get back to the jet in 10." Steve smiles at Bucky. "Just in time."

Bucky smiles. "YN will be happy."

"I'll be happy. She's so close now." Steve and Bucky clear the computers and run back to the jet. Sam lands and walks in. "Let's get this bird in the air. I have Christmas to celebrate before everything changes."

Steve takes the pilot seat with Sam at second. Bucky looks over the radar. "Looks clear Cap." Steve takes the jet to the air and set the autopilot for Avengers Compound. He leans back and smiles at his best friends. "What's that smile for, punk?"

"Nothing, jerk. But this is the last mission for me for a while. I'm enjoying the moment."

"You've got, what, three more weeks?" Sam asks.

"Yep, can't wait," Steve says with a grin when an emergency indicator lights up. Bucky looks back at the radar. "Steve, we have a bogey head straight for us. 2 minutes tops."

"Strap in." Steve takes the controls and starts to fly, trying to lose the missile.

"Mayday, mayday, mayday, this is Quinjet five, we have been fired upon," Sam says into the radio, rattling off the coordinates. "Emergency flares have failed. Time to impact, 30 seconds."

"Get to the emergency pod, now!" Steve yells. He runs with Sam and Bucky and makes it to the pod. He thoughts are only of you. The doors to the pod close but it doesn't launch in time. The missile hits and everything goes dark

...TWENTY-FOUR HOURS EARLIER...

"Hey Doll! Where are you?"

"Here, on the floor, where I live now!" you yell in the living room, laying on your back.

"YN, Doll, how did you get down there?" Steve walks in looking down at you.

"Well, I started on the couch and kinda just slid down on my butt and then I got tired from wrapping," as you wave your hand at the mountain of presents, "so I laid down but then realized I had no way up."

"Sweetheart, why didn't you call me?"

"I knew you were coming. I figured I could ask for help after I took a nap." You smile softly at him but give him big puppy eyes. "Help. Pwease?"

"You know, it was easier to resist you before."

"I know that," you say with a smile. Steve shakes his head and scoops you up with a kiss to your head. He feels something against his stomach. "Is that?"

"Yep," as Steve sets you in your feet. You pat your nine-month belly. "They have been practicing their kicks, with my bladder."

"Oh really." Steve kneels in front of you. "Hey little one, can you take it easy on Mommy please. Daddy needs to sleep and he can't if Mommy can't ok. We love you." He kisses your belly and it makes you giggle.

"You are such a cheesy dork, you know that." He gets up to peek your lips. "Love you so much."

"Love you too Doll." You walk into the kitchen to start dinner when the phone rings. Steve goes to answer it.

"Hello... hey Tony... really?... seriously... Tony, Christmas is three days away... but what... ok, ok... 0600, copy. Tell Wilson and Barnes. Yeah, I know... ok... bye."

He turns around and sees you with your hands on your hips. "What did Tony want?"

Steve closed his eyes. "Doll..."

"No, you can't." You wail. "You're supposed to be here, just in case."

"I know Doll, I know, please be calm." He pulled you as close as he can, kissing your hair while you sob. "It's going to be ok. They need us to gather some intel in an old HYDRA base in Russia."

"Stevie, please don't go."

"I have to, Doll. It will be quick, in an out, 24 hours." He tilted up your head. "I'm going to take you to the compound and have you stay with the rest of the team, ok?"

You nod, tears still streaming down your face. You turn to your bedroom and start to pack a bag for yourself and for Steve. You hear the front door open and close but you continue on.

"YN, sweetheart can I come in?"

You roll your eyes and open the door to find Bucky standing there. "What do you want, Barnes?"

"Ok, that mad. Steve wasn't lying."

"Why would they assign a mission three days before Christmas? And why send Steve? Why send any of you? This could be done with covert agents." You start to cry again and Bucky wraps his arms around you. He rests his heads on top of yours and let you cry.

"Sweetheart, I don't know why but I promise, I'll get that punk home for Christmas. I don't want you to stress and have my niece or nephew early."

"Don't even joke, Bucky."

Steve walked in as Bucky was kissing your forehead and grabbing the bags. Thanks Buck. We'll be out in a minute. Bucky walked out and Steve took your hands. "You feeling better Doll?"

"No," you pout. "Steve, this is our last Christmas, just you and me."

"I know Doll. I'll be there, I promise. C'mon." He tugs you to move, but reach for a stuffed bear and then allow yourself to go out to the car, never letting go of Steve's hand. The compound isn't far from your house so it's only a matter of minutes before you arrive. Waiting at the entrance is Tony, Pepper and Wanda. Steve helps you out of the car and walks you up. You pointily ignore Tony before hugging Pepper and then Wanda.

"YNN, c'mon, don't I get a hug?" Tony opens his arms.

"You are taking my husband and my best friends away from me at Christmas while I'm nine months pregnant," you say harshly. "I don't think you have earned that hug." Tony drops his arms.

Pepper and Steve step between you two. "Doll, please, you have to stay calm. For the little one's sake."

You huff before turning to see Natasha and Sam come out to greet you. Nat hugs you gently. "You are looking amazing YN."

"Thank you Nattie." You turn to Sam. "Promise me that you will bring him home."

"Trust me sweetheart, the last thing I need is for you to resurrect us just to kill us again for not bringing him home."

"That's not a promise, Samuel. And don't think you are getting out of this either, James." Bucky freezes at the sound of his proper name.

"Doll, stop scaring the super soldier," Steve says. "Let's get you settled in our room." He takes you upstairs to your old room, still the same as when you lived there a few years before. You unpacked the few things your brought and head downstairs for dinner.

Dinner was subdued due to the mission in the morning. Everyone asked about your pregnancy, how you were feeling, size and whatnot. You passed around the dishes and everyone ate. When talked turned to business, you went quiet, staring at your plate, zoning into your own world.

"Doll? Doll, you with us?" You snap your head up to see Steve looking at you concerned, the rest of the table quiet.

"Sorry."

"It's ok Doll. Everyone's asking about names."

"Names?"

"For the baby."

"Oh." You take a sip of water, needing to wet your throat. "We narrowed it down to Ethan or Michael for a boy and for a girl, we think Angela or Olivia."

"Those are beautiful," Wanda says.

"Are you going to have middle names?" Vision asks. "I've notice it is custom to have two names."

You giggle at Vision and his confusion. "Yes, we have a middle name but it's a secret."

Dinner finishes and Steve takes you back to your room. "I have to have a mission briefing with Sam and Bucky. I'll be a bit."

"Ok, I'm going to head to bed. The little one is tired."

Steve kisses you a deep kiss. "I love you Doll. Just remember that."

"I love you too Stevie." He leaves for his meeting and you get ready for bed. Wanda, Pepper and Nat walk in. "Ladies," you greet.

"We just wanted to check in on you. One of us will be here at all times in case you need anything. Just ask FRIDAY to call us," Nat says

"Great. Thanks." You smile. "Thank you, guys. I hope you know that I'm not mad at you, I'm just nervous."

Pepper sits next to you and takes your hand. "We understand YN. Its only a few more weeks before the newest Avenger arrives. Are you ready?"

"No," you say with a laugh. "I feel like the worst parent, yelling at their dad, feeling like we don't have everything they are going to need."

"Hey, you are already a great mom, YN. And we'll be here to help you out. All of us," Wanda reassures.

"Thanks, really. I'm just going to go to bed so I can wake up with Steve and say goodbye." You hug each of the girls as they leave and you head to bed.

Steve comes in a little later and finds you fast asleep. He closed the door and head back to the common room where the rest of the team in. "Hey Tony can I talk to you?"

Tony stands up and head to the back of the room. "What's up Cap?"

Steve takes a deep breath to calm himself. "Can you promise me something?" Tony nods. "Make sure she is taken care of if something happens."

"Steve..."

"Look its just for my own peace of mind. They are my whole world and I can't do this mission without knowing that they are ok and that they have a family and a home if I can't come back." He bows his head.

"Steve, I promise, I will take care of your family no matter what. You don't have to worry about that. She's one of us, an honorary Avenger, forever. That makes her a part of this team and we always take care of the team, ok?"

"Promise no suit for the baby."

"Oh c'mon. Just a little flight lift on their baby booties." Tony smirks at Steve's look of horror. "I'm kidding. Relax Rogers."

Dawn came and Steve woke up and got ready. He sat on the edge of the bed, taking in your angelic face, memorizing everything about you. "Doll, I'm leaving," he whispered as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

Your eyes flutter and focus on Steve in his suit. He helps you sit up and wrap your sweater around you. He helps you to the common room, where Sam, Bucky and Nat are waiting. You hug Sam and Bucky, wishing them luck before turning to Steve. "You have to come home Captain. We need you."

"Yes ma'am." He kisses you softly but with passion. "I love you YN. You try and relax and I will call you when we are on the way home ok?" He cups your face as a tear rolls down. "Please don't cry my love," he whispers. "I'll always come home to you."

The guys pick up their gear and head to the hanger. You watch from the window as the jet takes off and Nat holds you up as you cry.

The team does everything during the day to keep your mind off of things. They set up the nursery at the compound for the days you visit in the future, gone on walks, you helped organized Tony's desk. It was coming on evening when Tony comes in looking pale.

"Tony, honey, are you ok?" Pepper asks.

"Umm, yeah. Nat, could you come with me and Pepper please?" He flicks his eyes toward you but you are busy helping Wanda wrap gifts that you don't notice. They come back with solemn faces. "YNN," Tony calls, "can we talk to you?" He reaches over to help you up.

"Sure Tony, what's up?"

Nat stands behind you and wraps her arms around you. Tony looks down and takes a breath before raising his head to look at you. "The guys radioed that they successfully completed the mission but then we received a distress signal. Sweetie, we lost contact with the jet."

You weren't sure you heard him. "What?"

"YN, we lost the jet on radar."

You pull yourself away from Nat to turn and look at the team. "Steve?"

"We don't know."

"Oh." You turn and the world goes black.

You woke up in the infirmary, Nat asleep by your hip, the sounds of machines beeping piercing the night. You look around and see the rest of the team asleep in the room. "Nat?"

She is startled awake. She looks at you and smiles. "Hey, you're awake."

"What happened?"

"You fainted. Tony caught you just in time. You are fine, the baby is fine." She took your hand. "Everything will be ok."

"Why did you downgrade from fine to ok?" And then it hits you. The jet was missing. "Steve?"

"We sent a rescue party to the last location. We haven't heard anything."

"No. No, Nat, please. He's fine, he's coming home. He said he was going to come home." Your cries wake the rest of the team.

Tony comes up and presses a kiss to your forehead. "I'm going to go check in."

"Tony?"

"Yeah?"

"Are they gone?"

"No, we don't know that yet. Its Christmas eve. Miracles do happen, you know. "

Dr. Cho clears you back to your room and Vision carries you, not wanting to add stress. Wanda and Nat slip into bed with you while you cry. There are no updates, no news, just silence on the emergency broadcast signal. You refused to join the team in the common room for Christmas Eve dinner. You held onto the picture of you and Steve from your wedding. "Please Stevie," you whispered. "You promised."

Suddenly a gripping band of pain was around your belly. You gasped and curled around the pain. But then it was gone as soon as it came. "Shit," you mumble. You waited for a few minutes but it didn't come. "Ok, I'm fine." You went to the restroom when another one hit. It almost buckled your knees. "No, c'mon little one, let's just relax. Your stay is for three more weeks. And Daddy isn't here..." the sentence drops from your mouth as you realize Steve won't be there. He won't be there to meet his child, to help you and love with you, this miracle.

This time your knees do give out and you sink to the floor as another pain rips through you. "FRIDAY, call someone please!"

"Yes, Mrs. Rogers." The AI was silent for a moment before she said, "Mr. Stark and Agent Romanoff are on the way."

Tony burst into the room and sees you on the floor. "Sweetie..."

"I think the baby is coming. I...arghhh..." as another contraction moves through you.

"Yeah, ok. Let's get you to medical." Tony scoops you up.

"Nat, the bear." You point to the bear on the bed. It was your focus bear from Lamaze class. Nat was going to be your coach since Steve wasn't there.

"Got it." They rushed down to the infirmary where Dr. Cho was prepping the room. They got you ready, IVs, monitors strapped to you. Dr. Cho does the initial check.

"You are still in early labor. Only three centimeters. But everything looks ok. Baby is in position."

"Thanks Dr. Cho. Guess we're in for along night."

"We are, Mrs. Rogers."

"Helen..."

"Sorry, YN. I'll be back to check on you." She left the room as Nat took her place on one side, Tony on the other.

"Anything?"

"No. we found the jet but it was in pieces. It will take some time," Tony said. He knew just being honest would be the best option.

You start to panic. "I can't do this. I can't do this without him. Steve is supposed to be here. Bucky supposed to be the godfather."

Tony held you as you cried. "It's gonna be ok. The team and I will take care of you. We promised Steve we would."

The night turned into dawn and the pain intensified. An epidural was given but the pain in your heart never subsided. It was close to the end of Christmas day when Dr. Cho announced it was time to push. But you couldn't. It all hurt so much. He wasn't here. You child would be without a father. "I can't," you cried.

"You have to sweetheart," Tony said. "Steve wouldn't want you to not try. C'mon. Push YN."

You tried but you just couldn't. "If she won't push, we'll have to do an emergency c-section," Dr. Cho explained.

"I need him," you whispered. "I need him to help me. He's supposed to be here." You try to be strong but its so hard when the love of your life is ripped away from you.

A commotion in the hall brings everyone to attention. You scream as another contraction is on you. "C'mon YN," push! Nat orders.

"I need Steve Nat! I need him!" You scream as the door bursts open.

And there he is.

Dirty and bleeding.

But here.

"Steve!" You scream,

He rushes to your side and takes your hand. "C'mon Doll, push. I'm so sorry. I'm here but you need to push." He presses a kiss to your forehead.

You scream again as you push.

Sitting on the hospital bed, you look sleepily at your husband cradling your baby girl. "Hi princess," you hear him whisper. You smile. "I love you so much princess. My Christmas baby." He looks up at you and smile. "Hi Doll."

"Hi. Is she ok?"

"She's perfect. I was waiting to bring the team in since you were sleeping. Is now ok?"

"Sure." He places your daughter in your arms and leaves the room. You look at your little girl and she opens her eyes. Steve's blue eyes are copied into her face along with his dirty blonde hair. "Hi my angel," you coo. The door opens and the first one through the door is Bucky and Sam, anxious to see you. "Hi guys."

Bucky came up to you and looked at the bundle. "Bucky, meet your goddaughter, Olivia James Rogers."

"Hi," he whispers. He sits on the edge of your bed. He touches Olivia's hand and she grasps onto his finger. He looks with tears in his eyes. "I'm so sorry YN."

"Hey, its fine. He's here, he made it. You kept your promise." You cup his face. "You did good." Sam comes up to you and puts a hand on Bucky's shoulder. "Hi Sammy. Meet Olivia."

"Hey there princess. Thank god you look like your mother. Steve, we are going to have to be careful with this one. The boys will be calling."

"Like I'm going to let her go out with boys," Steve snorted. "I'm locking her in her room the minute she mentions a boy."

"Oh no, our princess avenger will not be doing any of that," Tony comments. "FRIDAY, let's work on a dating protocol for Olivia, please," much to the smiles of her father and uncles.

You roll your eyes. "Its ok princess," you cooed to your daughter. "Auntie Nat, Auntie Wanda and Auntie Pepper will put these guys in line," a smirk gracing your face. The guys paled at the threat. "When can I leave?"

"Now," Dr. Cho says walking in. "You and Olivia are perfect. You'll be sore so take it easy. Come back in a few days for a check. Olivia needs to be back in two weeks for a checkup. You did great," she says.

"Thanks Doc," Steve says. "Why don't we let YN change and we can get to the common room to talk." Everyone nods and starts filing out.

"Nat? Could you take her for me?" You hold up Olivia.

"Yes, I get the second cuddle." She reaches to take the baby.

"Of course you would. You're her godmother, why wouldn't you?" You frowned.

"Really?" You can see Nat's eyes glass over. "Thank you YN. I'm honored." She left, saying sweet nothings to Olivia.

"Help? Pwease?" You say to Steve. He smiles and helps you get cleaned up and dressed. He goes to lift you up with you pull him in for a hug. "You made it."

Steve closes his eyes to breath you in. "I did. I told you I would." He lifts you up bridal style and carried you to the common room. Inside, everyone lounged and passed the baby around. Steve sat down with you on his lap.

"So how?" Tony asked.

"We made it to the pod and the explosion knocked it away from the jet," Steve explained. "We lost communication but we were able to land safely. We made it to the airport and hopped on the first flight out. I just didn't think to call. My focus was to get back to you Doll." He kissed your head. "I'm so sorry Doll. I can't imagine how you were feeling."

"I'm just happy you made it home. All of you." Olivia made it back to you and the three of you cuddled together until Tony cleared his throat.

"We didn't celebrate Christmas since someone was impatient about making their debut." You giggle and look at your daughter, who offers a quick smile. "So, lets get started."

Gifts passed arounds, drinks poured, happiness filling the room.

But you were in your happy place. With your husband, your daughter and your family. Steve pulled you both in closer. Best Christmas miracle you could have asked for.

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ronearoundblindly · 11 months

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The Stark Legacy (19)

Delight, part of Book II: Mind (see previous or series)

Summary: The compound deals with everyday challenges alongside holiday struggles.

Warnings for canon-level language and discussion of drugs and abuse. Rated Teen, 15+ ONLY, please.

CHAPTER NINETEEN—December 2038

“Ok, guys,” Peter Parker started energetically, “I gotta get back to decorate the tree tonight, so here’s what I got so far.”

“Go ahead,” Steve allowed.

“Bad batch of drugs is killing kidnapped homeless people, and now some of the same drug has been interspersed in huge illegal shipments around the world,” Peter rambled.

“Why didn’t we catch this earlier?” Bucky was given exactly the time it took to walk from the quinjet to the conference room to settle in. After yesterday’s all-nighter and a long flight, he was in a sharp mood.

“I found out when I ran into two kids who were experimented on,” Peter said.

“Romanoff and Thor got very little out of the drug’s creator,” Steve added. “We’ve had this professor in custody for a while,” he continued, sliding a file over to Bucky, “and he’s a full-blown nut job, with too many connections. It’s been a joke trying to track all the crime this guy might be involved in.”

“Seriously,” Bucky mumbled, “I’ve been sunning myself instead of helping with this?”

“Buck, we’ve got dozens of agents,” Steve snapped. He had rested no better than his friend. “T’Challa needed you more than us.”

Bucky scanned the file. “You have to be joking. D-Lite?”

“Yup.” Peter checked his watch.

“That sounds like an off-brand soda.”

Steve sighed in frustration. “Parker has two informants, Tandy and Tyrone, was it? They told us where the experiments took place, past tense, and now we are trying to help them control…whatever it was that triggered in them by this heroin substitute.”

“Whoever it doesn’t change, it kills flat out.” Peter’s face sank, remembering the stories he’d heard from his young recruits. “And it gets a little weirder because the survivors said that Professor Marshall was helped by a demon.”

“What the hell—”

“Yup. Basically. Named despair, at least that’s what Marshall called him, it, whatever.” Peter looked at his watch again and punched in something on the table’s comms. “And that’s it for me, so Natasha can go from here. Bye.” He bolted to the door, yelling a “Merry Christmas” to everyone on his path out.

Steve leaned over. “He told me earlier that Christmas is the only time his teenager isn’t a ‘total douche,’ his words, so he’s a bit excited to go home.”

Nat’s face popped up in familiar blue.

“Boys, I’m sending you new info that we’ve gathered, but,” Nat paused, “this is a mess. Only a fraction of these shipments have been tampered with, and there is no way to test all of it. We’ve got to destroy everything we find. You can imagine how many friends we’ve made.”

“And the other doctor affiliated with Marshall?” Steve sorted a few windows on his tablet.

“Clint was tracking Dorcas until the trail went cold. It’s like he actually disappeared into the ocean. We asked King Namor to keep a guard up just in case. The Sub-Mariner said he’d heard a legend of D’Spayre,” Nat cleared her throat, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but according to Atlantian lore, the demon D’Spayre was created from the fear their ancestors experienced when the whole kingdom sunk into the ocean. Hell of a bedtime story.”

“Well, the devil attacked us last year, so…” Bucky was going to need some time to absorb all this, line the players up on the field in his mind. “Alright, let’s get more details from Clint. Fresh eyes can’t hurt.”

“He’s states-side now,” Nat clarified.

Bucky looked at Steve. His friend shrugged. “And Sharon is waiting for me at the house,” Steve said, tentatively, “her rule when I came back. Home for the holidays unless…you know, disaster.”

“Guess it’s just me, Doc, and Wilson,” Bucky grumbled. “When does Stark get back?”

Nat pursed her holographic lips. “Gamora and Rocket send us subspace messages, but Tony’s been out of range for weeks. There’s a whole other problem…I’ll have to…we don’t know much, so I’d like us to wait for Stark to brief us. We’ve got enough to handle now.”

“Fine,” Steve allowed again, “keep us posted.” Nat’s form vanished.

Bucky leaned farther back in the conference room chair, sorting through what he’d just heard and known for a while.

“I think I liked being lower on the totem pole,” he said tightly. “There was a lot less to worry about. Go here, kill this guy. Go there, one more. Chill out and do nothing for a few months—”

“Buck,” his oldest friend interrupted, leaning forward with hands intertwined, “maybe you shouldn’t joyfully reminisce about single kills, yeah?”

Bucky swallowed inside his clenched jaw.

“For right now, I need you and Sam to work together,” Steve continued.

“She’s in Wakanda,” he replied quickly.

“Actually, both of them. Big Sam seems to respond well to Lil’Sam, and I think she can help him focus during training.”

“I should have just brought her with me,” Bucky mumbled.

Steve sat up. “Wait. So who…”

It only occurred to Bucky as Steve trailed off. No one had invited Samantha home. No one had even thought to do so just in case. All the pieces moved on the chess board and swiveled right past her. Her only remaining family was zipping through space somewhere. Clint hadn’t known he’d be back until the last minute. Natasha was flying around constantly. Bruce—

As if summoned by the thought, Banner pressed the door open with his back and looked up from his tablet. “Hey, gang, can we talk about Sam?” Bruce looked up over his glasses, unaware of his timeliness.

Steve’s expression said it all. “Shit.”

Samuel Wilson shoveled food into his mouth as if he were starving. A few people wandered in and out of the kitchen while Bucky looked on, mortified.

“You’re gonna get sick, buddy,” Bucky said as if he too would be sick.

“I’m in training, man. I lost so much muscle mass—it’s a bitch to put back on.” Sam gulped from the huge water bottle he carried everywhere.

“Glad to see your mood improved after sleep.”

“Bite me,” Falcon coughed between fork-fulls.

He ignored that rousing invitation. “You seemed to respond well to Samantha,” Bucky started.

“Lil’ Sam,” the hungry, hungry hippo corrected.

“—so I thought she could help us out the next few flights. What do you think?”

“Whatever.” Sam continued to eat. Bruce had warned Bucky not to expect much real interaction from Wilson. After waking up, the onslaught of high brain activity had plateaued, and his personality was still recovering, if it was coming back at all. Wilson’s moods still jumped around, and his focus was erratic. Bruce had suggested trying some unconventional, new methods of acclimating Falcon back into the team. This was as good of an idea as any other.

To Bucky’s surprise, Samantha jumped at the chance to help, and he could she her projection sitting on the disc in the yard as he and Falcon approached. He was even more surprised when Little Sam took the reins right away.

“Tell you what, Big Sam,” she started, smiling, an odd thing to see for the first time on a projection. It seemed foreign somehow. “You beat me at cards, and you can skip flying today. Deal?”

Wilson perked up immediately. He stood straighter. He smirked. He bounced in his step, what he’d several times described to Bucky as ‘swagger.’ “You’re on. That’s what I’m talking about. See?” He glared at Bucky, “not everything has to be serious.”

Samantha dealt cards onto her platform, scooting off to lean only her face and arms into the projection, and Falcon took off his flight pack and curled up in front of the circle like a kid with a new toy. Bucky watched for a few minutes. Wilson stayed excited, fun, sarcastic, and competitive, but even when Samantha had a good hand that beat his, Wilson playful congratulated her. He never got cranky; he never snapped at her. Bucky left them outside, keeping a watchful eye from just inside the building. He couldn’t tell who was winning the entire time because they both seemed so genuinely excited for each other. The two Sams clearly joked and chided each other, talked animatedly, and finally, both threw up their hands in shock.

Samantha did a small victory dance while Wilson pressed his comm. “Alright, Barnes, it’s flight time. Fair and square.”

The whole practice was derailed by Samantha’s intermittent challenges for Falcon to fly in a certain way or pattern, once was hands flat by his sides like Iron Man launching, another was a figure eight, but Bucky didn’t mind as soon as he figured out what she was doing. He never caught her eye to confirm, but Samantha deliberately asked Wilson questions during flight, rehashed old memories, and left small details for Wilson to correct. Bucky suspected she was testing him, yet Wilson became his old self for the first time in half a year.

Sixty minutes became ninety. Ninety minutes became three hours, and still, Falcon flew strong. He’d successfully flown by a neural link alone twice without noticing because Samantha suggested he show off his dance moves. After a particularly fluid, in-flight Bruno Mars impression, Bucky clapped for Falcon’s achievement, assuming Samantha was equally impressed. When he turned to look, however, she wasn’t on the platform anymore. He could only see a combat boot on its side at the circle's edge.

“Sam,” he called, “did you trip?”

The foot did not move.

“Samantha,” Bucky tried with more urgency, “are you okay? Say something. We can’t see you.”

There was a quiet moan, and the foot dragged off out of view. “Ow…”

“Seriously, are you alright?”

“Lil’ Sam, come on. What’s up?” Wilson sauntered up. “You still got two left feet?” Bucky could hear the calm tone, but Wilson’s face showed only concern. They stood looking into thin air, helpless, unable to even reach out a hand.

Finally, a hand stuck itself into their view and gave a shaky thumbs up. A strained chuckle vibrated through the speakers. “I—I—just I need to eat is all.” Her voice was too quiet.

“What the hell? How long has it been since you ate?” Bucky put his hand to his forehead, demanding, “go into my place and eat something. You fainted.”

“Yeah, I think I’ll go lie down too.”

“I’ll send someone to check on you,” Bucky added.

“No,” Samantha said, leaning into the circle, her face stern, “I’m not built like you guys. I’ll just rest and see you tomorrow.” She switched off the platform from Wakanda.

“What’s wrong with Lil’ Sam?” Wilson stopped immediately in front of Bucky, so close Bucky could feel his breath. “Is she sick? Why didn’t she come home? She should be here.” The anger rose quickly in his voice.

Bucky raised his arms defensively without touching Sam. “Honestly, I don’t know. I wasn’t told to bring her back, and—” He stopped, himself a little hurt by the reality. “No one…” Wanted her home? That was a cruel way to put what seemed like a simple oversight. Asked her home? Did a Stark actually need to be asked to do anything? She could feasibly do whatever the hell she wanted, and did from what he saw. Remembered her? Bucky had to admit that he repeatedly forgot about Sam until he found a use for her today. “You’ll see her tomorrow, Sam. I’ll make sure of it. She’s fine. I’m looking after her.”

Falcon stormed off, knocking him against the shoulder hard as he passed. “You better,” he hissed and mumbled about food on his way inside. The quick turn of his friend’s dark mood shocked Bucky. They’d been doing so well.

Bucky thought back to years ago when Wilson had been so ashamed of falling out of touch with Samantha. How close had they really been? He flicked back through the recording of their card game.

“—I definitely taught you how to bluff better than that—”

“—when you trained me to beat Nate with that trick shot before his basketball tryouts? He was pissed for weeks—I studied all the birds around the farm. I was gonna tell you all about them on your next visit—”

“—I should have taught you a good punch for those kids who called you that—”

It reminded Bucky of all the fellow soldiers at Lehigh who took over parenting him after his father’s accident. He had pieces of friendship and advice from everyone, but he remembered how sometimes the niceties only made him feel his loss more deeply. No single person could replace his father, and the more and more support he got, the more alone he felt when no one was around. His own father had died though; how did Sam feel knowing her father was still alive but took no part in raising her?

Bucky had always understood Stark’s perspective, perhaps because he felt so deeply responsible for how Tony became the man he was. Tony lost his parents to violent, evil forces, and after a period of burying his head in a bottle, he worked constantly to stop that from happening to anyone else. It was a full-time, all-time, forever job that only grew bigger and more complicated as the years went on. Now Earth needed two super soldiers, demigods, aliens, lab accidents, young drug-created recruits, and a veritable army of Inhumans running whole departments in every region just to keep evil at bay. Giving up on that to raise just one child alone, without her mother, the love of his own life, was such a foreign skill set, why wouldn’t he have outsourced it?

After all the pain he put those he assassinated through, Bucky would never choose to be tortured by reliving what he’d done to their families. He would admit it, go through it for their benefit if he must, but if he didn’t have to, he would hide in a shitty apartment in Romania. Which is exactly what he did once. So Bucky had never blamed Tony for living separately from his daughter. Bucky shoved his head in the sand, hoping the world would heal and move forward without him; Tony dove head-first into protecting the whole world and hoped his daughter would be safer for it.

She was safer, in a way, but Samantha wasn’t really Tony’s kid anymore. She wasn’t really anyone’s kid entirely, and even though the responsibility had been spread thin over a dozen or so people over the years, no one, in particular, claimed her. Big Sam and Little Sam had obviously started a friendship that looked like family, but it died somewhere over the last decade. Bucky stood mesmerized by the ease at which the Sams picked up interacting with each other; he’d never seen Samantha so comfortable, friendly even. It was a little unnerving, like watching a stage performance before the curtain closed.

The footage paused when a message from Samantha popped up on his tablet. “Big Sam counts cards without knowing it. Can be distracted from doing it, but is capable of complex cognitive tasks he could not previously do. Tell Bruce.”

So, she really was testing him. Smart girl.

[Chapter 20: Nourish]

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