#~steveroger

[stxar-pvnk]

After the events of civil war, Steve had gathered his team to reluctantly sign the updated and edited accords, Tony had accepted his mistakes and so did Steve, but that wasn't going to mend Tonys distrust of steve.

The captain was sad about that fact..but he didn't push it on him he decided it wouldn't be good to push a guy who was housing him and the guy who (unconsciously) killed Tonys parents.

The tower became a strained alliance between Tonys team and Steve's team and for the first month... everything was.

Until Peter Parker Swung into the tower casually walking past them and grabbing a caprisun and a Twix bar

"uh-are-what are you doing here..your like 12.." wilson spoke up startling the kid who had his headphones on, he ripped it out raising an eyebrow

"I'm 16..how old are you" he asked but didn't let him respond when Tony walked in, the older man's eyes lighting up in happiness when he saw Peter, something Steve's team hadn't seen in..awhile.

"kid! What are you doing here it's not lab day?" Tony grinned putting an arm around Peter

The kid shrugged ducking his head away from Tonys hand that was trying to ruffle his hair, "well..I left my chemistry homework here, and Its due tomorrow, it couldn't wait Mr stark" he beamed

"awh, not cause you missed your old man?" Tony teased leading Peter out the kitchen

"no way old man"

Clint turned his head the gears turning in his head as he blinked dumbly

"is that your kid? " Clint blurted out, an uncomfortable silence filling the space.

Tony turned to Clint with a confused almost annoyed look "uh..no. this is my intern. And Spiderman. obviously." Tony said dryly motioning to Peter.

Peter flushed in embarrassment turning his head from the spluttering avengers

"Tony! We fought a kid?! That was 2 years ago he was 14!" Steve said outraged as he stood up

Bucky tensed at the raising voices, Tonys eyes narrowed as Natasha intervened "it's very nice to meet you Peter." She said putting her hand out. Peter blinked "woah..I'm meeting the black widow..your.. awesome!" He gushed then covered his mouth in embarrassment of his fangirling.

So to be fair..there first meeting was astounding..and Clint was still convinced Peter was Tonys kid.

--

it was only when Peters aunt had asked a big favour of Tony, that things changed around the tower

"as you've heard, Ive taken a break from my usual working at the hospital..for a vacation, Peters pushed me into it saying I deserve it I was thinking of taking an actual break for a few months, If its too much I can definitely postpone it-" she stumbled over her words nervously,

tony laughed assuringly "I'd love to have Peter over for a couple of months, you take a well needed break with happy, me and pepper have got this." Tony grinned, aunt Mays relieved smile was all Tony needed.

Oh how wrong he was about that.

On September 13th, May dropped Peter off at the tower with his belongings and a kiss on the cheek, assuring him it would only take one phone call and she'd be on the first flight over.

Peter smiled at that, "I'll have fun here, don't worry aunt may!" He laughed,

That didn't lessen her worries, she slid a tazer into his hands "if any of the rogues give you crap Peter you taze them you hear me? You taze them!" She said getting in the car.

--

The first few weeks of living with Tony was good enough, Peter avoided the rogues as advised from Tony, (though it might've just been personal bias against them that fueled this decision) but Peter didn't question his words only agreed with a small smile.

The first time Peter met a rogue again was when he was sneaking out with his spider suit on one leg out the window as Natasha cleared her throat

"hello little spider. Fancy meeting you at.." she checked her phone "3am."

Peter laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck "wha-what a coincidence Mrs Romanoff.."

"so what are you doing?"

"nothing."

"sneaking out?"

"yes."

"and your sneaking out because.."

"I'm..patrolling..?" He said nervously,

now on any other day Natasha would've believed that, but the the packed clothes that were definitely not his shoved messily in his bag spoke other volumes.

She rose a brow "be back by 6" she said nodding her head

"your the best miss widow!" He whispered and hopped out the window swinging into the night.

--

The next rogue he met was was a week later and with the terrifying assassin Bucky. Except ..that was strange because he definitely did not catch the winter soldier watching star trek in the movie room...

Did he?

But he definitely was.

"uh..hello Mr bucky." Peter adressed him making his presence known to the assassin who flinched at that

Guilt past Bucky's eyes as he pursed his lips

Silence filled the room at this being there first not hostile meeting

"I'm sorry i-"

"-mr Bucky I can't believe I threw captain America's sheild at you, please forgive me!" Peter interrupted

Bucky stared at him bewildered. Peter was apologising?

"I fought a fourteen year old kid who do you think is worse"

"I was nearly 15" he complained grumpily

"still a kid. Sorry about that." Bucky said awkwardly

Peter smiled and shrugged "water under the bridge! I love your metal arm though!" He said plopping down next to him inspecting his arm with narrowed eyes,

Bucky did his own inspecting giving Peter a once over his eyes narrowing at the bruise on his neck..

It could've been caused by a criminal that had gripped his throat but the bruise would be skinnier than that.

It finally clicked in his head what it was and he flushed in second hand embarrassment for the kid

"uh...kid you've uh..got something on your..ahem neck." He said pointing to it,

Peters eyes go wide in embarrassment and he pulled up his hoodie further up "oh-uh-thi-uh-" he stammered with an excuse resting on his tongue,

It had been awhile since Bucky had been in this situation but he knew enough of it from the little memories he was recovering

"I don't know if they still do it now..but the broads back in the day would cover that up with foundation, If you wanna hide it that bad..I know Wanda has an assortment of them.." Bucky cleared his throat at the foreign notion of giving advice to a kid

The teenager nodded shyly rubbing at it "uh..thank you Mr Bucky.. I just don't want.."

"—tony figuring it out?" Bucky answered his smile a bit more free now,

Peter blushed nodding his head quickly

"I don't think Wanda would want me talking to her..or in her room..or..around her..she seems very..avoidant" he answered swallowing thickly

Bucky put a reassuring not metal arm on Peters shoulder "just go ask, Kid, won't hurt to try." He said sending the teenager out.

The soldier doesn't mention to anyone how from then on he seemed a tiny bit more comfortable in the tower.

--

The next rogue he met was not accidental this time, but nonetheless made him nervous.

He worked up the courage, trying to squish down any remaining embarrassment and knocked on Wanda's door hesitantly.

The bed creaked and he heard the patter of feat against floorboard and then finally the door ppened

He blinked up at her "uh..hi Mrs maximoff.." he squeaked taking a step back,

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion "lunch is not until another hour, Mr Parker..I don't.." her voice trailed off confused and also wary of him

"I kind-of..I need your help? Not life or death help! Or power help.. uhm.. Mr Bucky said I should go to you?..I kinda..I need girl help I suppose?" He floundered nervously as he dragged his hoodie away from his neck to show his purple problem.

She blinked an amused smile creeping on her face, for a minute Peter thought she'd start laughing.

She grabbed him gently guiding him into her cosy clean-ish room, Peter took a seat at the end of the bed nervously wringing his hands and toying with his sweater, anxious looks sent Wanda's way. She grabbed out a few foundations and a beauty sponge dabber thing. She sat diagonal from Peter, cross legged and inspecting his colour of skin "alright kiddo, the hoodie comes off, gotta see what I'm working with" She smiled amused as Peter fumbled with his hoodie pushing it onto the bed and straightening up

His neck was littered with the purple Hickey's some leading down but how had no one seen this yet? Especially stark?-

Oh.

Oh.

"your keeping this from stark?" She asked in realisation

"uh..yeah.."

"the genius Tony stark?"

"that's the one..."

"so he hasn't approved of the relationship your in right now?" She asked incredulously

He rubbed his neck awkwardly "I think he'd throttle me and ...well you get the point, hes a bit..."

"overprotective?"

"yup."

They sat in silence as Wanda dabbed on the foundation that covered his skin easily she sighed shaking her head "if you want to keep this from stark I advise asking your.. girlfriend to refrain from obvious places, parker" she smiled as Peter flushed a deep red ".. noted." He laughed nervously and gave her a quick hug

"your the best Mrs maximoff thank you I owe you one!" He said jogging out her room in excitement

Wanda was a bit..touched the kid even hugged him. She was still feared from alot of people, so she was winded with the reaction of not fear or hatred from the kind boy.

--

The last of the rogues he met were Steve, Wilson and Clint, and this one was twice as embarrassing for Peter, why you ask?

Oh because Peter was half way through his phone call with Ned talking about his date to be when he noticed he was not alone.

He turned around and saw the three stumble around to look casual Wilson tripping over his shoelaces and falling on the couch backwards, Steve wiping down the already clean and dry dishes while Clint inspected the fake fruit on the dining room table whistling indifferently to act as if they hadn't heard about his mysterious dating life.

"you didn't hear any of that... right?" Peter asked with false nervous hope in his voice

Wilson stuck a thumb up "nope all good here, can't even...nope"

Clint put his hands up in surrender "I'm deaf!" He pointed to his hearing aids in assurance

They all turned to Steve who had stopped wiping

"uh..I could recommend you a restaurant for your next date with the gal..?" He shrugged his shoulders with a sympathetic smile

Peter shreiked in horror groaning "my life is over" he walked out loudly hitting his head with his phone to try erase the memory of it all.

"huh..nice kid?" Sam mumbled looking at Steve and clint

"you couldn't have acted like you hadn't heard?" He said unimpressed

"I can't lie to the kid!" Steve defended wincing when Peters superheating caught on and he let out a mortified moan of despair.

--

Tony had been getting considerably good sleep while Peter stayed at the tower, he felt at ease next to his wife..watched over by Friday..it usually kept away the nightmares..not this night.

He woke up in a cold sweat breathing heavily, he ripped the sheets off of him to stop the feeling of drowning he checked to see that pepper was still sleeping, sure enough, after a long week of stark industry meetings she deserved all the deep sleep she could catch.

Tony toed out of bed heading down to his lab, letting the heater warm his frozen toes as he began reworking on ironspider, his concentration unmovable.

It was only when he heard a cup smash from upstairs that he rubbed his head, now aware of the pounding headache he had. It occured to him that it was probably just Peter up there bored and making a hot chocolate.

Tony let his feet drag him off to the kitchen, ready to offer the kid to work in the lab till he got tired but was surprised to see it was just the captain's team huddled around drinking hot cocoa and sitting with eachother, Steve swept up the remaining glassware and looked at Tony guiltily "sorry uh..I knocked it over" he murmered as the rest looked at him

"no I just..was expecting to see Peter up here" he murmered confused as he looked at all of them, it was the first time they had a non passive aggressive conversation in the time they had been here.

"uh..no, the kids been in his room since dinner. Probably asleep" Wilson spoke up motioning to the room. Tony nodded walking to the room, just to make sure Peter himself wasn't having any nightmares, it didn't happen alot but..better safe then sorry right?

The door creaked open and there Peters bed was..but there Peter wasn't.

Tony stumbled out "Friday where's Peter? Friday?" Tony asked hurriedly alerting the others

"I'm sorry boss, he took the tracker out of his suit tonight."

Natasha whipped around "he's gone?" She questioned

The older man nodded hollowly silently freaking out as he paced the floors so much he thought he might burn a hole in it.

"let's stay calm, where could he have gone? A friends house?" Steve questioned tony worriedly.

He looked up "uh-uhm I suppose? Maybe Fred or mj..but at this time it's 2 am!"

Wanda's worried suggestions filled the room suddenly

"what if he's been kidnapped or-or-" she slammed her hand down the rings making a clink against the marble table

"security footage shows he willingly left after taking the tracker out" Friday answered calmly and robotically.

"okay okay okay..so..so someone he knows right?" Steve affirms rubbing his temple

"let's call his friends, then uhm.. well we'll start from there, Natasha Clint you two go out and patrol queens" Steve said and turned to bucky and Sam

"you guys search the tower me and Wanda and Tony will try to track him down" they all nodded at the order and left to look for Peter as Tony freaked out calling the MJ's parents first

"sorry Mr stark, he didn't end up at ours, goodnight."

"goodnight.."

--

Neds parents were next and they couldn't give up any location either "Peter hasn't turned up at ours either Mr stark, apologies, we'll keep a lookout for him, I'll ask Ned if there's any places he likes to hang out.. hopefully we find him." Atleast they had a little hope in their voice,

Tony was wrecked with worry watching Wanda blueprint the city, trying to see where the last string of web fluid ended up at,

It was only when stark had gotten a text from a private number that he felt a slight rush of relief but not that much.

"he has a person he hangs out with alot..I can give you an address but..if it really is that place don't freak out on him. —M.J"

The address sent and before Steve could refuse Tony was in his suit flying to the location with hope but fury.

He landed out an apartment, normal enough with an okay neighbourhood but that wasn't changing his mind, he lifted up in the air again, circling the windows till he reached the apartment seeing a flash of skin, a muffled laugh.

Peters laugh.

"Peter Benjamin Parker. Get out of that apartment right this minute" the suits and Tonys voice sounded out to the apartment, a slightly ruffled and tshirt-less Peter poked his head out the window, shock and embarassment dawning on his face, his jaw dropped

"m-mr stark?! What are you doing here!" Peters voice wavered

"what am I doing here? I should ask you the same damn thing, kid. Get your ass out here now, tell your little girlfriend I'm pissed my kid snuck out at the dead of night to sneak into her apartment too, and that I'm also Tony stark, aka; ironman." Tony barked out dryly, he heard a muffled

"What?!" From inside but ignored it in favour of glaring as hard as he could through his suit

"can I atleast-"

"Peter Benjamin stark get your ass here, I have nearly all the avengers looking all over new York and queens for you." He seethed, accidentally letting stark slip out his mouth, but he was so pent out he couldn't care.

Peter shrugged on a t-shirt that wasn't his with a glum look on his face walking out the apartment with a huff.

Tony landed on the ground "were talking about this when we get home." He said sternly grabbing Peter in a cradle position and flying him back.

Once he was back he called the rest of his teammates telling them that Peter was home safe luckily.

Wanda hurried in "Peter where have you been you had us worried sick!" She said eyeing him up and down catching the hickey before she began to shake her head,

Peter shrugged weakly with a tight smile, Tony sent off Peter shaking his head and muttering thank you's to the exhausted avengers as they all went to sleep awaiting the confrontation tomorrow.

--

The breakfast was awkward. Well. More than usual, everyone was sat down this morning and all staring at Tony and Peter who ate quietly despite the soft scratches against their plates.

"so. Peter. Would you like to tell me and the rest of us why you thought it would be a good idea to sneak out of the tower at 2 am to go see hookup with your girlfriend?" Tony set down his cup of coffee watching Peter.

The boy glanced at everyone awkwardly before clearing his throat "it's..a private relationship..I didn't want you finding out I was doing that typa stuff..plus you said teenage rebellion is good once in a while!"

"I was talking about taking a shot of tequila not going ghost, without a tracker and without protection!"

"I am the protection Tony!"

The both glared at eachother for a minute before Tony relaxed back with a tight grimace

"so..uh..are we meeting this kind soul?" Wanda asked nervously breaking the silence and stares

Peter rubbed the back of his neck grimacing "I guess I can't hide them from you guys anymore..not that I hid it from you guys.." he gestured to the rogues. Tony spluttered angrily turning to them "you guys knew?!"

"he didn't want you to know, we were respecting his privacy" Natasha said calmly

"if it makes you feel any better...we didn't necessarily find out because he willingly told us..we all just found out in awkward times he was dating someone.." Steve smiled supportively,

Tony scolded sighing

"fine. They come over today."

Peter nodded his head and left the day.

--

A quick text sent to the contact "Babe💕" was soon received with a thumbs up.

Sitting in the lounge room everyone sat in awkward silence, awaiting the arrival as Peter cleared his throat avoiding any questioning looks he got.

The elevator let out a soft sound to announce someone was here,

Out popped Harley fucking keener

All grown with shaggy honey blonde hair, peircing blue eyes, a good filled body and a smile "hey tony" he said cheerfully

"ha-harley? What are you doing here kid? Now this is a surprise visit youve come on the awkwardest time! Were meeting Petey pies girlfriend, which speaking of, I should introduce you! Peter this is Harley, Harley this is Peter" he said with a confused yet bright smile, it was a good surprise, just bad timing.

Peter smiled shyly at Harley "hi.."

"hello darlin', now I myself have never been called a girlfriend before but uh..fair enough." Harley smiled sliding his arm around Peter

Everyone stopped dead in their tracks

"that's..thats a guy."

"w.o.w."

"I did not expect that"

"so it's a boyfriend!"

Tony spluttered confused which one to get angry at "your with Harley?" He demanded

"your not angry that he's a guy are you..?"

"what are we in 1960? No! I'm angry I didn't know you knew Harley! How long has this-"

"well old man, he didn't even know I knew you, it never came up since you know..most of the time we were kinda busy.." Harley shrugged wiggling his eyebrows

"gross babe! Not Infront of mr stark!"

Tony was reeling "uh..proud of you kiddo..??"

"definitely not a broad kid" Bucky hummed

Natasha hummed "do I have to shovel talk the kid or.. should I pass the honours to the confused parent?" Natasha teased

"I think I've got it down pat, don't hurt Peter or I die, don't hurt Peter or I'll be hunted down his weird auntie and uncle avengers, be safe, use protection, don't coerce him into sneaking out and getting a belly button piercing again-" Harley rallied off

"PETER BENJAMIN STARK YOU HAVE A BELLY BUTTON PEIRCING?!—"

[azure-vermillion]

“Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.” — Tyron Edwards

Went back traditional style. Wanted to practice inking in darker shades and cross hatching a bit.

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[mels-kings]

kate's 365 days of ships:

day 86: steve rogers & natasha romanoff marvel cinematic universe

[beah388love]

Promise?

18+ Minors DNI!!!

Full Masterlist Marvel Masterlist

Pairing: Daddy!Steve Rogers x Little!Reader

Summary: Steve accidentally scares you

Warnings: Yelling,hot coffee,crying,sobbing,swearing,bruised arm!!!(please tell me if I missed any!!!)

You was sat on Steve's lap on the sofa, "dada...wanna get 'down" you mumbled as you climbed down his lap and he helped you.

But he forgot he left his hot cup of coffee on the floor.

You accidentally kicked it and the boiling beverage went all over the floor.

"Fuc- Y/n!" Steve yelled panicked as he pushed you away from the hot liquid.

Making you fall on your arm with widened eyes.

Steve grabbed a towel and cleaned up the hot coffee.

You cried in pain and shock,

Steve looked up at you and he felt bad,

He didn't mean to yell at you he just didn't want you to burn yourself.

"Baby...I'm sorry I-" he went to hold you but you ran away down the hallway and bumped into Bucky and Sam.

You cried and Bucky picked you up confused.

"Bee? Sh shh..what happened?" He asked you confused as he looked around for Steve "kiddo?" Sam said confused.

"Scary! No!" You cried and screamed.

You held onto Bucky grabbing his shirt in a fist "No!" You screamed and sobbed into his shirt.

"What happened to her arm?" Sam asked when he saw your lightly bruised wrist.

"Why would I know?! I've been here with you the whole time?" Bucky huffed at him and Sam rolled his eyes.

"Whatever tinman"

"C'mon let's go look for Steve" Bucky said but you jumped at the sound of his name.

"No! No!" You sobbed into his shirt and Bucky was beyond confused.

You loved Steve.

"Hey..Hey what happened?" He asked you softly and you shook your head into his chest still crying.

He gently rocked you but your tears didnt stop.

Bucky and Sam take you to the main room, looking for Steve but only see Nat and Tony sitting on the sofa.

"Is that my favourite little baby?" Nat smiled but you hid your face.

"Is she okay?" Nat asked worried and Bucky shrugged.

"I'm not sure? She just came to us crying? And her arm is bruised?" Bucky said

"Where's Steve?" Nat asked confused and Bucky and Sam shrugged their shoulders again.

By the sound of his name you began crying again.

"I'm not sure but by the looks of it she doesn't want to be around him right now" Sam said and Bucky rolled his eyes.

"Baby? Don't you want to see Steve?" Nat asked and you cried into Buckys chest again.

And just on cue Steve ran into the room panting.

"Have you seen bee? I've been looking everywhere?" Steve rushed out until his eyes landed on you.

You screamed when you saw him, you began sobbing into Bucky and held onto him tightly, holding his shirt in a fist.

The fabric crinkling under your palm.

"What happened?" Tony asked confused and Steve sighed.

"I accidentally yelled at her when she knocked over my coffee, i pushed her out the way, i didn’t want her to burn herself!" Steve explained as you cried.

"And now she won't go near me..." steve huffed

"I'm sure she'll go to you she just needs to trust you again" Nat said and Steve tried to smile with a nod.

He reached out to hold you but you screamed loudly and cried holding onto Bucky somehow even tighter.

"See? She hates me" Steve sighed disappointedly.

Nat shook her head walking over to Bucky and taking you off of him.

"Sh sh..stevies okay? See he won't hurt you" Nat shushed you softly sad you calmed down for a bit but then you remembered him yelling at you and you shook you head again, crying a repeated no.

"Steve she is terrified of you" Tony said and Steve sighed

"Stating the obvious much?" Nat rolled her eyes

At this point you hadn't gone near him the whole day.

You was in buckys arms and Steve gave you a sad smile and you blinked at him through wet eyelashes.

You held your hand out to him and he blinked with widened eyes wasting no time to go towards you to  hold you but that's when right on time.

Thor burst through the room "hello earthlings! I am here!" Thors voice boomed and echoed through the room making you jump and cry, covering your ears in Steve's chest.

"Shut up!" Everyone said in union.

And Thor looked around confused until he saw you crying and he felt so bad.

"Oops I'm sorry baby earthling" Thor said quietly and softly making you smile.

You nuzzled your face into Steve's chest embracing his smell, not realising it was Steve.

Until you looked up at him and flinched.

He rubbed your back gently.

"I'm sorry sweetheart..I didn't mean to scare you..or hurt you" Steve sighed disappointed with himself as he gently rubbed your arm.

You rested your head on his shoulder, your face smushing against it.

"I promise it will never happen again." Steve said and you perked your head up.

"Promise?" You asked softly and he nodded

Leaning down and rubbing his nose with yours, your foreheads touching.

"I promise." He smiled giving your nose and forehead a kiss.

You giggled and melted into him falling asleep after all your crying tired you out.

"Oh, that went easier than i thought" Tony said and Thor shushed him.

"She's so cute" Nat smiled and Sam walked over to you giving you a light kiss on the head.

"See ya later kid" he said before leaving the room.

Steve was so happy as he rocked you softly in his arms.

[kmartkiddieisle]

Trying to finish my SamBucky fic when I get hyperfocused on Stony and IronDad and Spider-Son.

And a new SamBucky fix-it.

And a superior Iron Man x Captain Hydra fic.

Just end me

[jbb32557038t41t420]

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[starspangledspanks]

RIP Steve Rogers you would’ve loved Sabrina Carpenter

[bisexualgoddess1031]

Finished Bucky and Steve ❤️

[alwaysaglader]

A HEART WIRED FOR WAR (Ch. 1)

(BUCKY BARNES X READER)

Chapter 1 - Her Mind, His Chains

(Gentle Note: This chapter touches on themes like trauma and psychological manipulation - please read with care)

Before the serum, before the chains, Dr. Y/N was one of the youngest minds in neuropsychiatric warfare. Her research focused on how trauma rewires soldiers' minds—and how to help them  heal.

And her work wasn't just theoretical; she had been on the ground with soldiers, helping them unlearn violence, undo fear, and rewire the human mind toward healing.

Her research was praised - and envied. But brilliance comes with a cost. And brilliance in the wrong hands becomes a weapon.

Hydra noticed her long before she knew them. They had eyes in every agency, and she was the perfect subject—not just physically capable, but mentally unique.

Hydra didn't just want to test the serum's effects on strength or endurance. They needed someone whose mind was sharp enough to resist them—so they could learn how to break it.

She wasn't just a candidate. She was the blueprint.

They took her in the middle of a humanitarian mission—no witnesses, no trail. When she woke up, the world was gone. Hydra had erased it. They began the experiments slowly, injecting her with an early, unstable version of the super soldier serum. It worked—but with side effects. Her strength grew. So did her instincts. But her mind? That's what they really wanted to test.

They stripped her identity piece by piece—disorienting her, isolating her, rewriting her memories with twisted truths. When she fought back, they punished her. When she resisted conditioning, they changed their methods. Every reaction, every defiance, every psychological break—was data.

Her breakdowns became their breakthroughs.

They used her to build what bound him.

She was never meant to be deployed. She was never meant to be let go.

She was their control group - the long-term test subject they kept under lock and key, to refine every method of obedience, every psychological trigger, every piece of the puzzle that would one day become the Winter Soldier.

When James Buchanan Barnes was brought in, Hydra was ready for him - because of her.

Her resistance had shown them what didn't work. Her breakdowns taught them how far a mind could bend before it shattered. Her psychiatric expertise, twisted against her, allowed Hydra to craft systems of control so precise, so brutal, that Bucky Barnes never stood a chance.

And still—they kept her alive.

Even after the Winter Soldier was fully operational. Even after every mission succeeded. Hydra kept her locked away in one of their deepest black sites, continuing to test new trigger words, new sedation protocols, new forms of memory manipulation - using her as their failsafe.

When she became too unstable, when she knew too much, when her body started rejecting their latest experiments, they put her on ice. Not discarded. Not freed. Suspended.

Cryo-frozen like the Soldier himself, but not for missions—only for research. Decades passed, and she became a relic of Hydra's greatest project, thawed only when they needed new data, new methods, new insights into controlling the mind. She was their test subject across generations, proof that even the strongest will could be broken with enough time.

If the Soldier ever went rogue, they had her notes. Her reactions. Her history.

And if he ever broke free... she would be next.

She was the mind behind the monster and the ghost Hydra could never erase.

--

Part 2 coming soon

[avengerscompound]

Chris Evans as Steve Rogers Avengers: Endgame

[purpleceline]

ETSY

"Out with his best guy". Print debuting this week at #sdcc! (Also now in my Etsy shop)

I DID IT!! Spent waaaay too much time on the damn Manhattan bridge but I DID IT WHOOHOO :D Anyway, yes, I recently posted the b&w pencil sketch to motivate myself and get the whole piece onto procreate and this is probably the most shoujou thing I've created of late and they deserve it <3

[missmarveledsblog]

It's only pretend right? (Bucky x Reader) part 11

Summary: Sugery isn't as straightforward as cho thought, which result in needing a couple of helping hands.

Warning: sort of angsty, sort of goofy, sort of late with update sorry

previous part

In this line of work they had seen everything , all different patients over the last decade and yet this was a new one.  Every wound had a little string of vines almost pulling the skin back together , like her body was producing  and stitching her body together. Doctor Helen Cho stood  almost mesmerised at the sight before her till the monitors beeping snapped her back to the moment .  Even though it was healing in and yet her vitals stayed low , pulse was thready and weak.  Her body was healing on the outside but clear to them all it was inside that needed to be attended . The only problem was when any form of incision was made, the  vines would appear to heal that incision . The case was simple: the enhancements, power dampener with those on it would give them a chance to operate and fix the internal damage , it also poses the risk of the damage hitting harder without the enhancement basically keeping her alive.  

“ Get Bruce Banner now “ she called to the nervous albeit amazed staff .

“Dr banner we need you” the woman smiled nervously  avoiding the gaze of the others , the watchful eye of loved one and trying not to worry the most powerful people in the world.  a nod and mumble of something  banner walked off . 

“ What was that about? “ Jessie looked around .

“ I’ll find out” Tony gave a stern nod as he headed in after Bruce. “ What's going on Cho?, She can heal herself, so what's taking so long?” Tony spoke up. 

“Stark out, Bruce we need you help here” she sighed looking frantically down. “ I can’t get the shrapnel out , as Stark pointed out she does heal herself but she is healing over it so we can’t get it out!”. 

“ Tony out ” Bruce warned, making him hesitantly nod with the seriousness of the situation even Tony stark kept his mouth shut and did as he was told. “ inhibitors but we will have to do it intermediately ” he looked at the X-rays seeing the location of the shrapnel knowing it wouldn’t be as swift as most surgeries. He knew keeping the dampers on it her body wouldn’t be abled and keeping them on meant she was healing over it. So they had to be precise and do it intermediately and they had to do it  fast.  “ I need one of you on the inhibitors ,  blood for when it is over… and have a crash cart standing by” he called as he put on the scrubs. “ i need someone to fill in the team and family too” he added more softly a feeling in his gut telling him this could go either way . 

He could hear the words, he heard them loud and clear as they spilled from the medical team members lips. He just couldn't believe it, it didn't make sense, the gravity of it didn’t make sense, her being in the situation just didn't make sense. her healing ability wasn't doing its job in fact it was healing over and making things worse.  that they had to take turns with the inhibitor because if left on too long  it could kill her but if it off they cant help her. He looked around the room seeing the same confusion and sadness on his team members faces, her family faces ,even Alexei was quiet. He had just got her, just made  her his officially and it could be gone , she could be gone l. bucky for the life of him couldn't stop thinking it, she was really hurt and in pain and he couldn’t do anything but wait and hope once more that a good thing wasn’t taking from him. 

“  Bucky, jerk you want a coffee” Steve called, already seeing his best friend lost in  his head even confirmed it more when all he got back was a shake of his head not speaking and his eyes turning back on the double doors. “ She’ll be fine Buck it’s Y/n , i mean that girl may as well be made from Vibranium, i’ll get you that coffee either way” he pat his back and head off with sam. 

“He’s not wrong, I mean she faced a lot and came out the otherside” Nat sat down beside him trying to comfort both Bucky and herself. She could understand him in a way, hell she just found out that she had another sister and now she was gonna lose her.  “ that girl is made of tougher things, she will get through this”.

“ What if she doesn’t Nat?” was all he could ask, feeling his stomach twist and turn at even the mere thought.  He kept his voice low not wanting her parents to hear, her family that wasn’t used to all this shit suddenly had it all on their doorstep. He could see the worry on her mother's face , the sheer desperation on her fathers face.  Everyone in that waiting area all loved her in one sense or another and everyone in that waiting area was family one way or another.   All hoping for the same outcome , all wanting her alive and fighting once more. 

The pressure was on, it was hard doing surgery on someone let alone someone who was like family, although he wasn’t that kind of doctor he had cho at his side and he was best equipped to deal with an enhanced patient.  Getting the shrapnel out of her shoulder wasn’t as hard as he thought but when they went to get the ones from other parts of her body like her abdomen and her chest that was the hardest part. Especially her chest as she kept crashing out and coding if the inhibitors were on for longer than ten minutes each time they had to cut into healing skin each time they were off and snip the skin like vines.  Another thing was the blood, her blood was different given the fact she had different genetic makeup compared to normal person that was another thing they faced and only  two people they could ask to help. 

“ We need Steve or Bucky  for transfusion” he spoke up as doctor cho nodded. “ we’ll ask steve we can’t have Bucky seeing her like this” He called as the nurse rushed out only to come back moments later. 

“ Mr. Roger is gone on a coffee run doctor banner” . 

“ Put the screen around us and bring in Bucky, make sure he does not see her like this” he sighed knowing they had no other choice.  It didn’t take long for the door to open and close the soft sound of the nurse telling him to step this way. “ Bucky… Barnes I need you to stay on that side of the curtain no matter what if you hear anything or think something is happening i need you to stay calm and stay doing what we need to do ok ?” Bruce called out.  “ I need you to tell me you can do what we ask Bucky”

“Yeah , I can do it,” his voice breaking, eyes locked on the curtain, flickering down to see her blood on the ground, the beeping of machines and the clatter of surgical tools. 

He sat on the table knowing he hated the feeling of needles entering his skin, he hated the feeling because it made him feel like he was back there, back in Hydra. But he could do this , he could do it if it meant a chance of helping her. He could push down the trigger and feeling of being back there for her, he’d do anything for her no matter the cost.  The rapid sounds of beating snapped him from his thoughts. 

“Damn it crash cart again” he heard Bruce call out. 

“ Banner what's going on” His arm tensed snapping the needle in his arm making the nurse rush off and get another one. 

“ CLEAR…COME ON KITTY” Bruce said as Bucky could hear the buzzing and almost felt the shock on his own skin. “ we got her back… Bucky just do what you need to we got her” he called back. 

“Yeah didn’t sound like it” his voice cracked slightly  needing to see her pulling the screen making just freeze. Seeing her pale lifeless body on the table  the medical staff standing around her. One up at her next hands on the inhibitor Cho and bruce worked on her quickly before the nurse pulled the curtain back into place. 

“ we're almost done , you can leave now Barnes” Bruce sighed just as the nurse went to lead him out , he stayed in one spot , refusing to move anymore. 

“ I'll stay til I know she's ok… I'll stay here till she is ok” he finally spoke almost softly , very broken but also no room for an argument. 

“ fine but you move that curtain and a big guy is taking you out of here” Bruce called as he worked , the crash cart still on stand. 

It must have felt like hours , days who knew as she sat hearing the beeping of machines , soft chatter of bruce and Cho , the sound of their work making its way into his ears and to his memory. the whole thing felt like a fever dream ,maybe a paralysis demon, when the nurse finally brought the blood around he could hear them put the surgical tool done and collective sighs if relief. 

“  she isn't out of the woods but the surgery is done now we just have to keep an eye on her” Bruce finally spoke knowing Bucky could hear him . pulling the scrubs off and cleaning himself best as he could he stepped around the curtain. “ let's tell everyone while they clean her up ..yeah” he spoke softly as bucky tried to see her with a reluctant nod he followed Bruce out. Every single head in that room turned to the two, Not a single sound  was heard, not even a breath. collectively waiting for a sliver of information til Bruce finally spoke.

“ The surgery went as well as expected, she stable for now but we will have to keep an eye on her, she crashed a few time and currently getting blood now , when she cleaned up she will be brought to recovery” as soon as they words came from his lips it was like a breath of relief from everyone, her mom and dad broke down in sobs, her siblings including Nat and yelena eyes were glassy but all relieved the worst was dealt with. 

“ She really is like a kitten with all these lives huh, never doubted for a minute”Alexei's voice making everyone shoot him a look. 

An hour later she was wheeled from the room and down to recovery it was another hour before they were let in, the medical staff gave up trying to limit the number of people in the room with her. Bucky stayed right at her side watching the rise and fall of her chest, the tubs that stuck out from her skin. face peaceful as can be unaware of how close  that it was nearly never seen again. She was slowly but surely getting the color back in her cheeks which was a major improvement and the wounds were nearly gone thanks to the healing factor. Only thing was waiting for her to wake up hoping the strain her body had to go through such a complex surgical situation, hoping it didn't impact her in any other sense.

“ feels like deja vu huh” Jessie finally broke the silence looking at the twins who nodded.

“ It's like when the terror twins locked her in the water tower, when she got the flames and stuff” Jack smiled sadly looking down at her. 

“Here little missy this is the last time you can scare us like this ok… please wake up” izzy sassed her voice breaking, sniffling as she began holding her hand.   Something that was kinda lost in all the revelations and adventures  was these people who watched her grow up, was there for her worst and best moments  and yet seemed as if it was lost on the team for a short space of time. 

“Let’s give them space” Natasha smiled sadly leading the others out. 

“ oh no you don’t missy, you are family, you are her blood and rest of you are good as family as this girls got in her life” Her mother smiled appreciating the sentiment but it wasn’t needed as much as it just confirmed no matter where kitty was she was surrounded by the right family for once and they were all in this room. Now all she had to do was wake up.

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Bird-Fairy!

18+ Minors DNI!!!

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Pairing: Avengers x Little!Reader

Summary: you make Sam fairy wings!

Warnings: ddlg dynamics,age regression?!!!(please tell me if I missed any!!!)

“Sammy! Sammy!” You squealed running into the main room to find him, seeing Steve and Bucky on the far side of the sofa, and Sam on the other side.

You caught all their attention, their heads turning to you.

“Yeeeessss?” He smiled raising an eyebrow, you giggled “I have surprise for you!” You squealed as you hid something behind you.

“Ooh…what is it?” He asked

“Turn around!”

“Okay..” he said hesitantly as he turned around

You held his arms and put something on his back.

He turned around confused.

“Bird-Fairy!” You squealed as your clapped your hands.

And Sam went bright red.

“Yeah bun! Sammys a fairy!” Steve smiled to you trying to stifle his laugh.

Along with Bucky, he was biting his lip trying to hide his own laugh too.

“Bird-Fairy!” You corrected Steve and he nodded.

You gasped when you forgot the other thing you made, you ran back and grabbed it.

Steve and Bucky let their laughs out. They were belly laughing, Bucky was crying.

“Shut up tinman!” Sam rolled his eyes “I’m her favourite, she didn’t make you anything” sam teased and Bucky laughed.

You rushed back in, “here” you smiled handing Sam a fair wand.

“Thank you kiddo…” Sam sighed but smiled when he saw your happy face.

“Hand please?” You asked Steve and smiled, giving you his hand.

You squealed happily when you put a crafted Captain Hook hand on his hand.

“Captain Hook!” You beamed making him laugh.

“Arghh!” He said as he tickled you making you laugh “stop!” You screamed through giggles until he surrendered on his attack.

“C’mere” he said in a whisper as he knelt down to you,

“You should go make buck somethin, he might feel left out otherwise?” He whispered and you nodded as you ran back into your room getting started on a new idea.

They were all laughing as they waited for you to come back.

“Baba!”” You giggled as you ran back in catching their attention again.

You stood on the sofa as you placed a hat on buckys head.

It was the same one as the tinman from wizard of oz

And it tipped Steve and Sam off the edge as they burst out laughing.

“You little cheek!” Bucky grinned as he tickled you mercilessly making you scream a laugh as you tried to stop his hand.

You were all laughing and it was definitely one of the funnest days ever.

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2- snow maiden

chapter two - phase two

Pairings - Bucky Barnes x fem!reader, Beefy Bucky x fem!reader

w.c - 1.4k

warnings - 18+, slight fluff, mentions of violence, gore, guns

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Cold. The air was cold, just as it always had been. The Icelands were barren. Remnants of snow-covered ruins and wind-worn stone. Once home to a bustling civilization, now only an uncomfortable silence reigned, one thick with spirits and rebels.

The realm had known nothing of the otherworldly presence they possessed. She moved through it like smoke, pale mist curling around her as she stalked between the crystalline trees. Her senses tingled. Woodsmoke. Voices. Rowdy. Laughter. Male. Human. She sighed, creeping through the soft flurries on the ground and watching from afar.

She sucked in a sharp breath, closing her eyes and focusing on channeling her energy. Ice ran through her veins, a dreadful frostbite taking over her senses until she was as clear as water, hands cracking as she moved the stiff, icy joints. Her hair was joined by mist of snowflakes, and the only clearly visible feature was the way her frozen body moved. Stealthily, she crept up behind a tree to watch the scene on front of her.

What they were, she wasn't fully sure.

They looked similar to her people, the natives of the realm. But at the same time, they were just... not. Their skin was tan and wrinkled, bodies were larger than those of her kind. Her people were small, bodies petite and agile. The foreigners had dark hair with matching dark eyes. They were attracting predators. Never was one loud in the Icelandic terrain, or you posed the threat of attracting the snowjagers. They burrowed deep within the white, blanketed mountains, relying on echolocation to track down their prey. Once they had you in their radar, they would stop at nothing to skin you alive with their razor-sharp ivory tusks. They were haunting.

"I'm shocked these idiots haven't caught on to our little game." One of the men laughed, swirling a glass bottle in his gloved hand. His breath puffed out into the subzero atmosphere.

Idiots, Indeed.

His coverings confused her; his body clad in heavy, warm armor. The cold had become her way of life, her nature. Her balance. There was a fire pit in the middle, three men standing around the warmth. She creeped closer, but the warmth of the fire caught her, a searing jolt like sunlight on snow. A hiss escaped her lips.

They stopped talking.

Panicked, she dropped to the ground and flattened to ice. Her heart pounded in her chest, a familiar feeling of fear settling in her bones. They breathed heavily.

"You heard that too, right?" The man looked over to the side, where another stood tall.

"...Yeah." He furrowed his brows, looking around before locking his eyes on her. Her heart beat out of her chest, the sound of blood pumping loud in her ears. She could do nothing but wait, body frozen to the ground. He squinted, looking at her a moment longer before shaking his head and walking away.

"Hm." He pursed his lips tightly before turning away, running a clothed hand over his chin. There was a peculiar vibration coming from one of the man's pockets. and he fumbled to dig for it. He held it up to his ear, pressing a button. She could hear the faint crackle.

"HYDRA command confirms portal stability. Mission extraction phase two begins at dawn. Over."

"We gotta get moving. Get this to base." He stalked over to a wounded snowjager, the bloody paw staining the pure, clean land like a reminder of their violence. She gasped silently, feeling her heart loom with dread. He looked at it for a moment longer before picking up a rifle and shooting it in the skull.

"You're quite small." Bucky mumbled to Saskia, watching her nimble fingers twirl her hair. He could feel the temperature of the cell unit slowly dropping as time passed. It didn't bother him much.

"And you're quite large." He let out a small laugh. She gave him a faint smile. Her eyes were tired. And dull. She looked exhausted. Her body was covered in tactical gear, but the style was vastly different from what he was used to. Body wrapped in armor that seemed carved from frozen water itself—pale blue plates that shimmered faintly like ice under a winter sun. The edges were jagged and uneven, as if the armor was melting and refreezing in slow motion.

Beneath the shards of frostglass, a tight black suit clung to her like second skin, stark and synthetic against the raw cold radiating from her. Her wrists struggled to move far within the restraints. He clenched his fists and grimaced as she looked through her soft blue eyes. Something felt terrifyingly familiar about her, but he couldn't figure out what. Small, watery beads glistened on her forehead, gliding down her temples.

"Is it too hot in here?" He stared at her intensely. She nodded her head softly. Curiously, she watched him pull himself off the floor and pause in front of her cell. The strings of his black hoodie fell loosely, hair tousled on the top of his head. He nodded before pulling a card out of his pocket and swiping it across something on the wall next to him.

"Welcome back Mr. Stark." An automated voice sounded from the wall. From her perspective, she could see a green light flash in his eyes before he pressed a few buttons. The cell door whined as it cranked open, and the metal imprisoning her hands let out a soft click before dropping to her sides. He smiled to himself before walking through the door.

"What are you doing?" She flinched as he knelt down next to her, holding out his hand.

"Give me your hands."

"Why?" She used her newfound freedom to crawl into the corner, squinting at him warily. His jaw twitched.

"You'll overheat if you stay in here. I know somewhere colder we can go." He motioned his hand once again. Hesitantly, she lifted her shaky hands and rested them on his. He felt hot. Unbearably hot.

Bucky winced when their skin touched. The contact caused goosebumps to rise on his arms, sparking a fire in his chest. He didn't dare flinch. She looked up at him, biting her lip hard. He ghosted his thumb over the marks left behind from the restraints, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Did they hurt you at all?" A whirring sound came from his drooped arm. He ignored it.

"No." He stood up, helping her to her feet. She wobbled on her heels. Her boots felt much too tight, and her gear much too heavy. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

He paused. "I don't know." He licked his lips. "My gut keeps telling me to trust you."

"Oh." She didn't understand what he meant, but he quickly turned and led her out of the metal prison she had been locked in for the last day.

He walked her through dark, winding hallways and multiple doors. They took the elevator up three floors.

"What is this?" She observed the ceiling, jumping when the floor suddenly moved.

He laughed lightly. "An elevator. Takes you up and down the building."

"..Oh." She coughed, holding her hands behind her back. The rest of the ride was silent. At last, they finally stopped in front of a grey door. He pressed his palm into the pad next to him, the screen turning green before the door unlocked. He pulled her into the darkness. The first thing she noticed was the frigid temperature welcoming her like a warm embrace. A sigh of relief left her lips. He shuffled on his feet, flicking the light on. Curtains blew wildly to the left, dead January air filling the apartment. He kept the place extremely tidy, with very few things out of place. It felt foreign. Staged.

"Follow me." He walked to the right, following a short hallway to an open door. Guiding her inside, she saw a large, neatly made bed and a simple dresser. There was no mirror in the room, but she took no notice. All she cared about was the soothing, cold air.

"You can sleep in here. I don't use it anyway." He swallowed, suddenly nervous. "Is that... comfortable?" He looked down at her clothes. Harsh metals poked into her sides, plates covering her figure. She gave him a blank stare. "RIght, obviously not. Uh," he turned around fumbling thought his dresser. "Here. You can wear these. If you want." He smiled politely.

Her hands pulled the wadded pile from his, immediately noticing the rough, thick texture. "Thank you." He nodded slightly before walking back towards the living area. "Wait!" She turned to him. He whipped back, hand gripping the trim. "What's your name?"

"James."

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Small town, Big City: 3

You and Steve end up talking at Bucky’s for two hours before your phone rings. It’s an unknown number so you pick up assuming it’s Nat.

“Hey.”

“Baby. I’m so glad you answered.” Your heart sinks when you hear Brock’s voice. “Where are you?”

“Brock,” you say his name and Steve’s gaze meets yours. “I told you, I’m going home. We’re over.”

“Come on baby gimme another chance.”

“No, don’t call me again.” You tell him before hanging up the phone and blocking the number. “That’s the fifth call.” You tell Steve, “it’s like, what an asshole.”

“I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do.”

“You’ve done more than enough, bandaged my wound, got me a tow truck, helped me eat my scone and muffin. All you’ve done today is protect and serve.” Steve chuckles but it doesn’t reach his eyes. Your phone rings again and you look anxiously down at it, Steve tilts his head and you turn the phone so he can read it better.

“That’s Nat.”

“Thanks,” you tell him as you pluck the phone off of the table. “Hello?”

“Hey, it’s Nat. Can you come back to the shop?”

“Yea, I’m just at Bucky’s so I’ll be there in a couple minutes.”

“Sounds good.” She says before hanging up.

“Sounds like Nat’s done with my car.” You tell Steve standing up. “What do I do with the plate and stuff?”

“I can take them. There’s a little dish return spot at the counter.”

“Thank you, for everything.” You tell him, honestly you’re kind of sad to be leaving him. He’s been so nice, hanging out with you and helping you off the side of the road. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s handsome as sin, literally the most attractive man you’ve ever seen.

You walk into Nat’s shop five minutes later, you’re kicking yourself that you didn’t at least ask for Steve’s number, you know just in case.

“Hey. So bad news. I think the car is totaled.” Nat says wiping her hands on a towel.

“What?”

“It’s going to cost more for me to fix your radiator and the serpentine belt than the car is worth. By at least 3 grand. And even then if I get those fixed you’ve got almost 300 thousand miles on this car and the back axel probably won’t make it all the way back to Illinois.”

“Shit.” You don’t have the money to fix that much on the car, and certainly don’t have enough to just buy a new car. “Shit.” You say again running your hand through your hair.

“I know, I’m so sorry.” Nat says and you can tell that she is sorry. “I can buy it off of you for five for parts but I think that’s the best offer you’re going to get. Especially out here.”

“Is there somewhere I can stay the night while I figure things out?”

“Not here. There’s a place over in Hala but that’s a three hour round trip.”

“Great.” You say sarcastically, “Okay let me get some of my stuff out of the back. Is there somewhere I could pitch a tent?”

“Let me make a call really quick. I bet I can find somewhere you can crash for the night.”

“You don’t have to do that. I can camp I don’t mind.” Nat waves you off as she pulls her phone from her pocket and heads away from you. You open the back door and pull one of your bags from it then pop the trunk and grab the tent. Just in case. You’d rather sleep in the tent than in some stranger’s house.

“I wouldn’t camp tonight.” A male voice says from behind you and you nearly jump out of your skin he startles you so bad. When you look over your shoulder you see a blond haired man in a deputy’s uniform standing in the garage doorway. “It’s supposed to storm pretty bad. I’m Clint. Nat’s husband.”

“Hi, I’m T.”

“Nice to meet the new girl in town. But seriously, it’s too dangerous to be camping tonight.”

“I can always sleep in my car.”

“Or you can sleep in the spare room at my place.” Steve says walking into the garage. Buck and I used to live together but now he’s got a place above the bakery so I’ve got a spare room.”

“You’ve already helped me out so much today. Honestly, you really don’t need to. I can crash in my car.” You assure him and Steve shakes his head.

“Remember, protect and serve? I really don’t mind. Besides, I have a dog.”

“You only said that because I’m a vet and I love animals.”

“Did it work?” You sigh heavily,

“Yea. Fine. But I’m paying you.”

“Nope.”

“Yes. Or I sleep in my car.” You argue, Clint and Nat watch on in amusement.

“Okay fine. We can talk about it when we get there. Come on.” He says plucking your bag from the floor. “Is it okay if we walk? It’s like 2 streets down.”

“Yea, most of the traveling I do is walking.” You tell him as you follow him out the door. An idea hits as the two of you walk past the pet store. “Oh my god! Steve, does Knowhere have a Veterinarian?”

“Sorta, Stan isn’t a licensed one but he knows his stuff. He’s also 86 so he doesn’t do much treatment anymore. Why?”

“I can’t afford a new car right now, I’m going to need to find a way to make some money. I saw the cattle on the way into town, maybe I could set something up with Stan and the pet store to do some actual treatment of animals. Vaccines, surgeries, births whatever. Are there places for rent here?”

“I’m looking for a roommate.”

“Seriously? Or are you just saying that to be nice?”

“Seriously. We don’t get a lot of new people out here, the school has the highest turnover of anywhere. I don’t know how much business you’ll get, but you could talk to Stan. The other thing you could do is work at Bucky’s. He’s working himself to death, at the bakery every damn day.” He says as he leads you up the walkway for a cute little white house, the door is black and so are the shutters on the front window. It’s an adorable little house, the only thing missing, in your opinion, are some flowers.

“Home sweet home.” Steve says with a smile over at you.

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I didn't mean to wake you - a stucky sickfic

Steve woke up to the bed shifting beside him, the warmth next to him suddenly pulling away. His eyes blinked open groggily, adjusting to the dim glow of the bedside lamp that hadn’t been on when they’d gone to sleep.

Bucky was sitting at the edge of the bed, hunched over, rubbing at his temple with his flesh hand while his metal fingers curled limply over his knee. He looked miserable—shoulders sagging, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, a slight shiver running through him even though he was wrapped in one of their thicker blankets.

Steve frowned and pushed himself up onto one elbow. “Buck?”

Bucky startled a little, glancing over his shoulder. His face was pale, but his cheeks were flushed with fever, and his eyes were glassy with exhaustion.

“Didn’t mean to wake you,” he mumbled, his voice rough and congested.

Steve sighed and sat up properly, rubbing the sleep from his face. “You okay?”

Bucky let out a quiet sniffle and cleared his throat, which didn’t do much to fix how hoarse he sounded. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Just—head hurts. Can’t sleep.”

Steve reached out, pressing a hand against Bucky’s forehead, and frowned at the warmth radiating from his skin. “Buck, you’re burning up.”

Bucky just grumbled something under his breath and leaned into the touch for a second before pulling away with a quiet cough. “S’fine. I’ll be fine.”

Steve wasn’t buying that for a second. He sighed, slipping out of bed to grab the thermometer from the nightstand. “Humor me.”

Bucky sighed heavily, like this was some great inconvenience, but he let Steve press the thermometer under his tongue without further argument.

A few seconds later, it beeped. Steve glanced at the number and frowned. “102.4. Not fine.”

Bucky sniffled again and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his hoodie. “‘S’not that bad.”

Steve gave him a look. “Buck, you’re literally shaking.”

Bucky grumbled but didn’t argue. He just sat there, looking utterly drained, the fever clearly weighing him down.

Steve sighed and softened his voice. “C’mon, let’s get you back under the blankets.”

Bucky hesitated, then let Steve guide him back down onto the mattress. As soon as he was lying down, he let out a slow breath, his body visibly giving in to exhaustion. Steve followed, shifting in beside him and pulling the blankets up around them both.

Bucky coughed weakly into his sleeve and sighed. “Sorry,” he muttered.

“For what?”

“For waking you up.”

Steve shook his head and reached out, running a gentle hand through Bucky’s damp hair. “Buck, I don’t care about that. I just care about you feeling better.”

Bucky hummed sleepily, his eyes already half-lidded. “You’re too good to me, Stevie.”

Steve huffed out a soft laugh and pressed a kiss to Bucky’s forehead. “Damn right I am.”

Bucky let out a small, tired chuckle, then melted fully into Steve’s chest. Steve could still feel the heat of the fever beneath his skin, but at least now Bucky was relaxed, his shivering starting to subside under the layers of warmth.

Steve tightened his hold around him and murmured, “Try to get some sleep, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

Bucky sighed against his chest, his breath evening out. “Yeah… okay.”

Steve stayed awake a little longer, listening to the quiet sound of Bucky’s breathing, making sure he was comfortable. Then, satisfied that his husband was finally resting, he let his own eyes drift shut, holding Bucky close as they both sank into sleep.