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The Sins of the Winter Soldier Chapter 5

Pairing: Bucky x FReader

Theme: waking after a seizure

Warnings: none really, this is a calmer chapter than the last 😂

A/N: Hey! Sorry i disappeared- Christmas and all that jazz 🤷🏻‍♀️ Here’s the next part! I hope you enjoy ☺️ (if tone/tense is off I’m sorry! I struggled with this chapter for some reason)

Tags: @scott-loki-barnes @kandis-mom @identity2212

Chapter 5

Your eyes felt like lead weights as you tried to pry them open, hesitating only when the copper in your mouth made itself known. It was a putrid taste you’d never got used to in the years you’d been held by Hydra. And their training and torture had only made you hate the tang more. Knowing what came next, you reached blindly for a drink, keeping yours eyes shut tight as you tried your best to keep the impending headache at bay.

“Whoa there kid, what do you need?” Tony’s voice came all to loud in your sensitive ears.

“Water. And less shouting” You groaned as you continued to paw the air until a cold glass pressed itself into your hand.

Bringing the glass to your lips, you drank greedily as you felt the cool liquid wash the headache away. Once you were sure it was safe, you opened your eyes, each one feeling heavier than they should.

“Hey there, how are you feeling” Steve said as he came into focus.

Much to your dismay, everyone was in the medical bay you occupied. Each Avenger seeming to look more concerned than the next.

Guilt hit you hard as you looked at each face, the tiredness and worry seeming to age them all. Slowly, you sat up, allowing the help that came your way as you wiggled your way up the bed.

“What happened? How long have I been out?”

“About 12 hours-” Natasha answered as she rested a new pillow behind you.

“And we were hoping you could tell us what happened” Sam said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, his usual happy go lucky demeanour absent. You frowned, wondering what you could of done that warranted so much concern.

“You controlled your power” Wanda said as she rounded your bed, the team shifting in the small room to allow her past.

I did? You ask in your mind, reaching for the Witch as she settled next to you. Wanda nods, a small, prideful smile gracing her lips.

“You took the book from Dr Spellman and suspended it in a forcefield I can’t even access” Wanda continued out loud, her expression bright as she squeezed your hand lightly.

“It was only a matter of time before the apprentice became the master” You joked, smiling at the Witch.

“Can you remember anything at all? Maybe how you controlled the magic?” Wanda asked, leaning to sit beside you on the medical bed.

Thinking back to before the surge felt like trudging through quick drying cement, each mental step feeling harder and heavier as you tried to remember.

“I remember hearing Bucky-”

Saying his name out loud snapped you out of your memories, your focus razor sharp as you bolted from the bed.

“Whoa there! Where are you going in such a hurry” Steve said with raised hands, his tone lighter than the look on his face. You quickly dodged him though, ignoring your lack of shoes as you began to race down the corridor.

“I need to know he’s alright!” You shouted at the bewildered group as you left, your steps never slowing even when you heard the raised voices of the medical staff you passed.

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You only noticed you’d been changed into your pyjamas when you skid to a stop outside the Pit, the baggy flannel top and shorts allowing the cold of the underground floors to seep into your bones. With a shiver, you activate the door, watching with bated breath as the metal slid open.

Bucky was sat on his bed, his elbow on his knee and his head in his hand as if the weight of the world rested upon him.

To your relief, there was no sign of the chair or robotic arms that had held him only hours before, and due to the serum coursing through his veins, the bloody and bruised marks on his wrists were nearly completely healed.

“Hey” You said softly as you walked the final steps onto the observation deck.

Bucky moved like he’d been shocked, his whole body shooting from the sitting position he was in. Before you could comprehend it, he’d eaten up the space between you, his body now merely inches from the force field that kept you apart.

“I’m alright.” You confessed with a smile, watching as he seemed to asses you from head to toe. You weren’t sure, but it looked as if Bucky was almost blushing as he took in your bare legs.

“Cold?” Bucky asked, his voice rough. You laughed, pulling the flannel tighter around yourself as you spoke.

“Yeah, I didn’t realised I’d been changed into my pyjamas before coming down here. I’ll be fine though” You replied, watching as his eyebrows knit together.

“Anyway, I should be asking you if you’re okay.” You said with mock scorn, hiding your hands in the extra large sleeves of your flannel as you looked around his cell. Bucky waved off your concern, rubbing his wrist against his stomach almost subconsciously before showing you the yellowing bruises.

“Had worse” Bucky replied simply, his voice becoming stronger the more he spoke. Without meaning to however, you flinched, the thought of him experiencing worse making your stomach roll with nausea.

“Sorry” Bucky said in a whisper, his eyes dark as he watched you. You shook your head, trying your best to shake off the images in your head.

“What’s with the outfits? Is this the next step in your recovery?” You ask with a fake smile, trying to lighten the mood as you gesture towards the pile of clothes beside his bed. Bucky nodded, looking between himself and the pile in question.

“Why haven’t you changed yet? Can’t decide?” You continue, thinking out loud as you look at the pile of clothes again. Bucky nodded, his expression almost lost as he gazed at the bundle of clothes.

“There’s a pretty cool flannel in there. We could match. Plus it would look nice with the red t-shirt and those jeans” You say after a moment, gesturing to the clothes in question as he continued to stare.

“Then again, I might want to steal it once you’re out of there. So wear at your own risk” You threaten with a laugh, the sound dying on your lips as he looked at you suddenly. The emotion swirling in his eyes killing the words on your tongue.

“I wouldn’t mind” Bucky replied on an exhale, the sound so quiet you almost missed it. Feelings began to tug in your stomach as you stared at the former Winter Soldier. The only indication he was as rattled as you being the movement of his Adam’s Apple as he swallowed.

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but I’ve got four very angry doctors ripping the very fragile egos of the Avengers apart upstairs because we let their patient run straight past us” Bruce said with a smirk, shooting a glance behind him as he wandered into the room.

“Blanket?” Bucky asked, no longer looking at you as he directs the single word question at Bruce. You frowned, wondering why he’d need a blanket when he has plenty in his cell.

Understanding comes quickly when a thick grey throw is draped over your shoulders, the front being tightly secured around you by the scientist.

“He’s right, you’re shivering.” Bruce answered your silent question and you take notice for the first time the lack of feeling in your legs from the cold.

“Why is it so cold down here?” You ask through now chattering teeth, taking hold of the blanket now as you acknowledge the cold.

“We’re that far underground it’s impossible to warm the whole room, so we just heat the cells and the surrounding deck. But the decks currently offline.” Bruce replied with a half shrug, his other arm around you as he attempted to rub some warmth into you.

“Come on, before someone else’s ego gets bruised, Sam looked like he was about to cry when I left” Bruce joked, turning you towards the exit.

“I guess I’ll see you later” You say to Bucky as Bruce guided you away, his arm loose against you as you walked. Bucky nodded, his face half shadowed as he raised his hand to wave.

*Bucky’s POV*

Bucky tired his best to beat the unfamiliar feeling down as he watched the scientist guide Y/N away. His arm draped loosely over the woman’s small frame causing something inside Bucky to churn with raw emotion he didn’t want to identify.

He was not jealous.

He couldn’t be.

He didn’t deserve to be at least.

“Monsters don’t get happy endings”

Chapter six can be found here

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The Sins of the Winter Soldier Chapter 4

Pairing: Bucky x female Reader

Warnings: brief mention of seizures! Generally uncomfortable chapter for anyone who doesn’t like shouting/feeling trapped etc. mention of retrained and bruising.

Theme: slow burn romance.

A/N: Hey! I hope you enjoy this chapter yall! I’m really enjoying writing it honestly. I walk to work and have to write ideas down for the next chapters as I walk lol. Find Chapter 1 here

Tags: @scott-loki-barnes @kandis-mom @identity2212

Chapter 4

“What the hell were you thinking Y/N!” Tony shouted, his voice reverberating around the room as he stared you down. Sinking further into your seat, you continued your vow of silence as you felt the eyes of the team study and judge you one by one.

You’d been unceremoniously woken up and practically dragged to the meeting room roughly 2 hours after you’d returned from the Pit, your eyes heavy and your brain foggy with the lack of sleep. The tiredness had quickly left you once you’d realised what you were being brought in for.

They knew.

“Tony-”

“Don’t Tony me Natasha, you’re just as pissed as I am about this whole situation so don’t pretend you’re not!” Tony interrupted, swiftly shutting the Widow down. You continued to stared at the table in front of you, your fingers fiddling with the buttons of the flannel shirt you’d fallen asleep in. When fidgeting failed to keep your breathing steady, you searched for the door, using your fight or flight instincts to somehow ground yourself.

The door was shut.

Since being rescued, you’d expressed your need to keep the doors open wherever you went. You’d been used to cells and cages for years, so like many other things, closed doors had become the enemy.

“You are a wanted asset by Hydra! So what do you do? Go and hang out with their best assassin! Honestly kid I can’t believe you’ve been so reckless!” Tony continued, the vein in his head throbbing slightly as he turned away from you to face the window.

You felt your breathing start to shallow and your hearing become tinny and muted as you began to panic. Everything in the room becoming not quite real as your anxiety began to take hold. The now familiar sensation of your power trickled up your body like a snake ready to constrict it’s pray. You stare at the door again, willing it to spring open so you didn’t feel so suffocated.

He knows I need the door open and he’s closed it. You thought as you tried to calm yourself down. The room going silent as you realised your skin had begun to shimmer with light.

“Tony stop shouting at her” Nat seemed to say, standing from the table to turn the genius around to face you. You couldn’t hear them anymore, just the roar of your blood and the crackle of your magic in your ears. But you knew his words had faltered when you watched his mouth go slack.

With a bang the door flew open. The glass groaned loudly as Bruce barged it open. You could tell he’d been running from his appearance; with his shirt askew and his breathing heavy as he held the door open wide.

“Y/N. You can leave, I’ll find you later okay?” Bruce said calmly as he steadied his breathing. His face setting into an angry scowl as he looked at Tony.

With the door open, you felt as if all three air has been put back in the room and you gulped at it greedily as you bolted for freedom. You barely looked back as you raced out of the room, your legs carrying you away without command.

Free free free free free

*Bruce POV*

“How long has the door been closed!” Nat exclaimed, waving her hand in the doors direction. Tony gaped, fishlike as he seemed to come crashing back to reality.

“I- I must of shut it without realising when I came it.” Tony said finally, falling into Y/N’s recently vacated seat as his adrenaline seemed to leave him. Bruce watched as his friend’s gaze lingered on the now empty corridor, the guilt in his eyes multiplying by the second.

“Yeah, you were so much of a hot head you forgot one of her most important rules. What did I say about talking to her about going to the Pit?” Bruce said with anger, his hands sweeping in the direction Y/N had run. Tony stared blankly for a moment, the rest of the team now looking between the two scientists.

“Tony had a right to be angry Bruce” Steve said as he came to Tony’s defence. There was no conviction in Steve’s voice as he said it, knowing he probably felt just as guilty as Tony now the situation was over.

“Not when she got him to speak.” Bruce countered, staring each team member down.

“You didn’t give me chance to tell you the full story. Just heard me say she’d been down there and boom you’re off the rails like an angry dad finding out his daughter drank for the first time.” Bruce continued, folding his arms as he looked at his fellow Avengers. They all looked away, not one of his friends able to defend their actions.

“I’m sorry” Tony said after a beat, his face ashen has he came to terms with how badly he’s messed up. Bruce scoffed, shaking his head before dropping his arms to his sides.

“It’s not me you should be apologising to. Let me go find Y/N and hopefully I can convince her that you’re not all against her.” Bruce said, striding towards the door.

“You might of shut the door Tony, but all of you sat there and judged her for something you didn’t even have the full facts too. So don’t think that he’s the only one who needs to apologise” Bruce said, turning back to his friends. As much as he loved them all, he hated having to be the level headed one. With a final look, he turned and went in search of Y/N.

*Your POV*

Bruce found you on the Pit observation deck. Your back pressed against the deck rails as you’d tucked yourself away in a corner.

When in Hydra, you’d learnt to make yourself as small as possible, at first it was to try and hide, hoping against hope you’d one day blend in with your cell walls. Afterwards it was to stop them beating you in fear of you using your power against them. You couldn’t blow them up if you were unconscious during transport.

“I’m sorry I told him you’d been down there. You’d think knowing him for years would of made me realise I should start with interesting news first, then the stuff that will piss him off” Bruce said with a small smile, coming to sit in front of you. He still looked tired from running, and you wondered to yourself why he’d done it in the first place.

Was it he feared for me, or was it the fear of me? You thought as you picked at your nails.

“I didn’t even know you were there” You replied, your face tight from crying. Bruce shrugged.

“You seemed so determined to shout at Bucky I’m not surprised you didn’t notice me.” Bruce replied, his smile broadening. You couldn’t help but give him a small smile in return.

“That’s better” Bruce said, slapping his hand against his leg in triumph.

“Now your smiling, I can tell you what Tony was meant to say to you” Bruce continued as he stood, dusting imaginary dust from his trousers before offering you a hand. You take it, wiping your face of any remaining tears as you were helped to your feet.

“And what’s that?” You ask, shoving your hands in your pyjama pockets as you began to walk beside the scientist.

“Bucky has been here nearly 8 weeks, and you’ve been seeing him…?” Bruce begins, gesturing with his hands for you to fill in the missing information. You were silent for a few steps, trying not to feel guilty as you admitted how long it had been going on.

“Every night for about 7 weeks” You admit, watching Bruce’s face for signs of disapproval. You see non, only the interested face of your friend. The lack of judgement in his eyes eased your nerve a little.

“Great, so you’ve seen him every night for a few hours each night. And you’ve already gotten him to speak.” Bruce confirms, looking at you as he clarifies. You nod, kicking your feet out as you walked.

“Right. Whereas me, Tony and the Shield team have been working with him for at least a week longer and for twice as many hours and we’ve got nothing. Not a peep.” Bruce said with an exasperated laugh.

“What are you trying to say Bruce?” You interrupt, eyeing the scientists with suspicion. His smile turned sheepish as he glanced your way.

“We want you to help up with Bucky. Be apart of his rehabilitation.” Bruce said finally, his eyes almost pleading as he looked at you.

You felt your stomach drop. The shock of the statement sending your head in a spin. You stopped walking, your feet failing you as you tried to get your head around everything.

“So I’ve just had an earful from Tony just for you to scrap it all and ask me to be apart of his rehabilitation? What about Steve? What does he think” You asked with disbelief, the frown on your face so deep you could feel it start to ache.

Bruce turned to face you, taking the final few steps backwards and he went to press the button for the lift.

“Screw Tony, his head was up his own ass just then.” Bruce said with a shrug. Although he was smiling at you, you could still see the threads of anger around his eyes. With a ding, the lift opened, and Bruce continued his backwards walk into the now open space behind him.

“And Steve will be fine with it. They all will be. I just gave them a lot to think about before coming to find you.” Bruce finished, holding his hand out to gesture for you to enter the lift. You trudged forwards, your legs feeling heavy as you approached the scientist.

Once the doors had closed, Bruce turned to you, his face sincere as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

“To be honest with you Y/N. We need your help. And the team are rather bias when it comes to you because of what you went through with Hydra. They see you as the little girl who was taken. Not the adult that stands before them now.” Bruce said with conviction, his eyes never leaving yours as the lift descended.

“Why me though? Why do you think he spoke to me?” You ask finally as you tried to work through everything that had happened in the last hour. Bruce shrugged.

“Depends what you talked about. Might be he recognised you and saw you as a fellow survivor of Hydra.” Bruce mused, facing the lift doors.

“But he sees himself as a monster, not a survivor” You counter, staring at the lift numbers as they settled on their requested floor. The Pit.

“You thought that too once, remember?” Bruce said in a low voice, his eyes soft as he glanced at you. You were about to reply when shouting from behind the lift doors caught both of your attention.

“What the..?” Bruce said as the doors opened, the pair of you practically falling through the doors to see what all the commotion was about. You zeroed in on it instantly. In the centre of the Pit cell, Bucky was being retrained by several pairs of robotic arms, his arm and legs being help down as he was strapped to a chair.

“What are they doing!” You shout, looking wildly to Bruce as you both race up to the cell. Overseeing this was Shield’s head Scientist. Dr Andrew Spellman.

“Dr Spellman what the hell are you doing? I didn’t agree to any of this!” Bruce bellowed as he got to the cell. You watched as the Dr barely glanced at Bruce, his expression blank as he continued to gaze into the cell. You felt a sick twist in your stomach as you watched the Dr stare down at Bucky, as if his shouts of pain didn’t bother him.

“The book arrived while you were away Dr Banner. I decided to take action and begin the process. Please remember, I lead this team. We are just using yours and Starks facilities.” The man said very matter of factly, his face never changing from the bored expression it wore.

You looked at Bucky again, his eyes wide and scared as he looked between the three of you before looking down at the book in Dr Spellman hand.

“What book? What’s he on about Bruce?” You ask, the fear you see in Bucky eyes spiking your adrenaline. Bruce ran his hands through his hair.

“We found it when raiding the small Hydra base in Siberia. We assumed it was where he came from when we picked him up.” Bruce explained, his breathing coming out on puffs as he tried to calm himself.

“We ended up finding a book that contained what we believed were The Winter Soldiers trigger words. We deducted than if they’re said in the right order to him it’s meant to reset him to his original Winter Soldier form.” Bruce said in a flood of words. His face strained as he tried to remain himself.

“Why the hell would you bring it here!” You half shout, exasperation and anger flooding your system. You quickly calm yourself when you see a flash of green in Bruce’s eyes. Pausing a moment, Bruce bright himself back down, his posture slumping slightly as he tamed Him.

“I wanted to study it to see if there was a way to desensitise him to the words. Make them worthless. But he’s not ready for it yet!” Bruce continued, aiming the end of his sentence at Dr Spellman.

The Doctor seemed to simply ignore him. His back to the pair of you as he opened the book. It took him a few moments to find the page, his hand skimming delicately as he found what he was after. You weren’t certain, but you were almost sure you saw glee in the older man’s eyes as he read.

“Do something!” You say, pulling on Bruce’s arm. He shakes his head in defeat.

“It’s part of the shield contract, I can’t interfere and I can’t let Him out or they lock me in a cell” Bruce replies, his voice defeated. You could see the conflict in Bruce’s eyes.

“All the Avengers had to sign it before they allowed him to be transported here” Bruce continued, seemingly to read your mind as you fiddled with your communication bracelet.

“Longing” Dr Spellman began, his voice strong as he directs it into the cell. You watched in defeat as Bucky strained in his seat, the robotic arms already leaving bloody bruises where they held him.

“Rusted” Dr Spellman continued.

“S-Stop” Bucky whimpered, his voice horse and broken. Something in you broke as you watched him tremble.

“He said stop” You whisper, your voice not quite your own. The tingle of your magic was a welcome feeling as you walked towards the scientist. He kept his back turned to you, his posture never changing as you approached.

“Go away little girl, this is no concern of yours” Spellman said dismissively, waving a hand in your direction. Mimicking the man’s movements, you watched with dull recognition as the book flew from the his hand. Coming to float above your head, your conscious brain tried to focus on the little red book as it hovered above you, but your magic fought to take over.

“I’ll say it again. He said stop” You repeated, battling the fog in your brain. Noticing Bucky’s shaking hand as he fought against the robot was enough to fight the final throw of magic. You smiled with delight as you felt the warm glow of your skin as you grasped your power for the first time.

“You can’t do this! This is against the contract! I’ll have you in a cell for this” Spellman seethed, shaking his fist at you as he tried to swipe for the book. He quickly recoiled when your magic caught his flailing arms, suspending him in the air like a rag doll on a washing line.

“I don’t think so. I’m not an Avenger. You have no signature from me.” You reply with a smile, watching as the man’s face drain of colour. You could see his terror as he realised there was no document to stop you from killing him. You looked towards Bucky then, watching as his face bounced between you and the scientist. Wondering what he saw, you focused in on your own reflection.

You looked like you were submerged in water, your hair floated around you in a halo of green and blue light as is you were adrift in the sea. Your eyes reflected the same colours, shining brightly in the reflection. Your whole body seemed to vibrate and glow with the power that coursed through your limbs. You felt strong, you instilled fear.

“Instill fear. Be ruthless. That is all you are good for loveless child”

The Hydra drill Sargent words barrelled into your chest like a punch, knocking the control you had over your power. Suddenly feeling drained, you put the man down.

“You’re fired. Consider this your last day” You whisper, watching as the man scurried away with hatred in his eyes. Dr Spellman rubbed his wrists.

“This won’t stand!” Spellman said from a safe distance away, his back straight as he tried to sound in charge. You scoffed, trying your best to hold you power as you spoke.

“I used to be Hydra once too. If you come near Bucky or this book again. I might just forget everything the Avengers taught me about holding back” You say with a smile, the threat so sickly sweet you could almost taste it. Dr Spellman blanched, his mouth agape as he stomped out of the Pit.

With the threat gone, you let go, your power coursing out of you like a waterfall. It was only when your feet touched the floor that you realised you’d been hovering just above the ground.

You had just enough control of your power left to remove the robotic arms from Bucky, each arm disintegrating as you poured your final drags of power into them. With Bucky free, you let yourself collapse.

The last thing you could see was the ex assassin as he crouched beside you on the other side of the forcefield. You tried to smile at him as you felt the pain intensify, your vision finally blacking out as you began to convulse.

A/N: Chapter 5 can be found here

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every bisexual from asgard needs their golden retriever partner

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The Marvels

“Oh captain, my captain”.

Still can’t get over with their chemistry and I miss them already !!

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The Sins of the Winter Soldier Chapter 3

Pairing: Bucky x female reader

Warnings: there’s a sorta flashback that contains: Parent loss, murder and blood. Usual warnings for nightmares.

Theme: mention of blood! Death and nightmares! Read at your own discretion

A/n: Hey! I hope you like chapter 3! I promise it will get more hectic/dramatic soon! Find Chapter 1 here

Tags: (please comment if you want to be tagged!) @scott-loki-barnes @kandis-mom @identity2212

Chapter 3

“Can I tell you something?” You ask the Solider. His face blank as he stared at the wall.

You weren’t sure how, but you’d ended up making it your new routine to visit Bucky after a nightmare. You’d wake up, dripping with sweat or your voice raw from screaming; the dark shadows of your room dancing with glee as they seemed to watch you drag yourself back to reality before taking yourself to the kitchen and then down to the Pit.

“I’m only meant to tell my therapist about my nightmares.” You said between bites of cookie, knowing by now you weren’t going to get a peep out of the man in the cell.

“But sometimes it doesn’t work. Dr Green just wants me to try and pick them apart, to analyse and decode them until they’re nothing more than bits. In my experience, demons don’t like being picked apart.” You continue, throwing your hands wide in exasperation.

The Winter Soldier said nothing. The only movement being his steady breathing as he sat in the middle of the cell.

“They all start the same” you begin as you lean against the railing. Your voice bouncing off the bare walls.

“I’ll be in my childhood bedroom, I’m 12 and I wake up to the sound of knocking on the front door.” You shudder as the memory begins to take up space in your mind.

“My mom passes my bedroom to go and see who it is, I can see she’s in her dressing gown.” You say, shaking your head as a bitter smile creeps onto your face.

“I remember thinking it must be late if she’s in her pyjama’s. She never gets dressed for bed until at least midnight”

“Wondering who it was, I snook out of my room, I had my blanket over my head because I always thought that made me harder to see from the downstairs hallway.” You laughed without humour.

“She’s barely opened the door when the blade slits her throat. She grabs at her neck and stares up at me, trying to shout for me to run as she choked on her own blood” You finish, squeezing your eyes shut as you feel a surge of emotion course over you. When you open your eyes again, he’s watching you.

“That’s not my only nightmare. But it’s one of the most frequent.” You say as you focus on stopping your hands from shaking. You can tell he’s still staring, his gaze heavy on your body as you slowly get yourself another cookie.

“Do you have nightmares? Or did Hydra do something to stop them?” You ask after a few minutes, the silence to loud after your confession.

“I feel like they’d stop you having dreams and stuff. Would give you to much subconscious freedom maybe.” You muse as you munch on your next cookie, stopping mid chew when you see his eyes flicker. Unsure what you saw, you shuffle closer to the cell.

“You do have nightmares, don’t you?” You say again, squinting as you watched for a sign of recognition. Sensing he’d let something slip, The Winter Soldier dropped his gaze to the floor.

“Fine. Don’t talk to me.” You say in a huff, standing quickly before swiping your cookie bag off the floor and stalking out the room.

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“Try not to blow my head off this time” Wanda joked, her feet hovering just off the floor as she glided around you.

“No promises there” You reply, shaking out your limbs as you readied yourself for today’s training. Since you were cleared by Dr Green, the avengers had enrolled you in various training schemes. While Hydra had already trained you in several forms of deadly combat; the teams had thought it appropriate to train you themselves.

“Hydra have trained you to kill, we will train you to decide when its absolutely necessary to”

Natasha had said during their first day of training. And the team had stuck to their word. With each day consisting of one of them showing you how to hold back.

Where Natasha and the team worked on your hand to hand deadliness- it was Wanda who worked on your power control.

“Focus Y/N” Wanda said, placing her hand on your arm to bring you back to reality.

“Sorry, I’ve not been sleeping well” You admit, shaking yourself out of it.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, we can try again later if you like?” Wanda said as she floated into your line of sight. You shook your head, slapping a smile onto your face as you centred yourself.

“I’m okay, I need all the training I can get” You replied with a shrug. Wanda hovered a moment longer before moving to float just behind you.

Once you were sure she was out of the way, you closed your eyes, listening as Wanda began to speak in your mind.

“Remember Y/N, you don’t need to focus on the emotion, you need to find and take hold of the power itself” Wanda whispered, her magic caressing your face as you focused on the memories.

You felt the electric shocks of your power snake its way up your body as you focused on the memories of your time in Hydra, the horrific images flashing behind your eyelids causing you to flinch.

“Good. Now forget the memories and take hold of the power” Wanda continued in your head, her voice a comfort as you chased the blue-green tendrils in your minds eye. Taking hold of these tendrils made your body tense up, every fibre of your being becoming electric as the power overwhelmed you.

With a shout you let go, the same light your saw in you head bursting behind your eyelids as it was released into the room. Dropping to your knees, it took you several seconds to bring yourself back fully, your breathing ragged as you waited for the strength to come back to your limbs.

“Well done Y/N! That’s the closest you’ve come to holding your power in check.” Wanda said as she crouched down in front of you.

“I still nearly took your head off” You deadpanned, wiping your sweaty hair from out of your eyes. Wanda shrugged.

“The amount of magic I used for the shield this time was nothing compared to the first time we trained. So I’d say it’s progress.” Wanda replied as she helped you to your feet.

“Speaking of progress, how’s Bucky?” You asked as you took a drink. Wanda picked at her nails as if in thought.

“I’m not sure. According to the scientists, his brain is reverting back to before the brainwashing. And from the induced hypnosis they’ve been getting Steve to run with him, he’s beginning to remember. It’s slow, but he is technically showing progress.” Wanda said, magicking the door open as you both walked out of the training wing.

“I sense a big but coming” You coax, feeling the apprehension coming from the Witch.

“He’s not speaking. All the memories are coming in images via the sensors he wears during the sessions. Nor is he eating for that matter, they’ve been having to restrain him and inject him with supplements to keep him from deteriorating.”

“Wouldn’t the serum keep him healthy?” You ask with a frown, trying to rack your brain to remember everything you’d read from Steve’s file. Wanda shrugged.

“We’re not sure. Hydra made the serum themselves so we have no idea if it has the same benefits as Steve’s.” Wanda said, her brow knit with concern.

Thinking back to your nights in the Pit, you tried to remember if you’d ever seen him go anywhere near the plates of food that appeared on his cell floor. The more you thought, the more you realised just how much you’d missed. With a quick goodbye to Wanda and a new found determination in your chest, you marched back to your rooms to prepare for nightfall.

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You march into the Pit at midnight, your thoughts festering to much for you to wait any longer.

“Why aren’t you eating?” You demand, crossing your arms over your chest as you stare the soldier down. Silence.

You don’t know why you expected anything else. With a huff you sat down, not bothering to keep the safe distance you usually did as you dumped yourself inches from the cell wall.

“You’ve been here weeks. The scientists and Shield say your brain has made progress, so why won’t you speak?” Your voice is quieter this time, the anger you first came in with depleting. The Soldier looked at you.

Since beginning your nightly routine, you’d avoided keeping eye contact with the assassin. Your caution taking over your curiosity every time. This time you didn’t. Squaring your shoulders, you settled yourself as you continued to stare into his eyes.

It felt like you’d been staring for hours when you finally noticed it, the micro adjustments his eyes made as he looked between your eyes and the space between you and the cell wall.

“You’re scared.” You say, the shock to thick to disguise in your voice. His says nothing, looking away quickly.

“You are. Aren’t you?” You whispered now, trying to bring him back. Once he’s looking at you again, you continue.

“You don’t need to speak. Just listen.” You say, pulling yourself up onto your knees as you kneel even closer to the cell wall.

“You know exactly who I am. And you know that Hydra want me. I’m sure when you first got here, every time I entered the Pit you thought of how to escape and take me to them like the good dog you were.” You made sure to emphasise the were as you spoke, keeping his attention on you.

“But since then you’ve started remembering. And there’s something the scientists and the Avengers haven’t thought of, isn’t there?” You continue, watching the man in the cell for any kind of reaction. He stared at you now, his eyes almost pleading. Whether for you to voice his turmoil or to stop, you weren’t sure.

“You’re remembering everything.” You finish. Watching as the deadly assassin flinched.

Watching the man in the cell, you noticed yet again how fragile he seemed to be. Hydra’s deadliest assassin was fractured. You drop your gaze to your hands, a newfound anger towards Hydra boiling in your chest as you clenched your fists.

“Yes” said a voice in the dark, the deep baritone of it brittle and croaking from the lack of use. With a startled gasp, you looked up.

“Why don’t you eat?” You ask in a hushed voice, not wanting to break this spell you both seemed to be in.

“I’m a monster” Was his reply. Though you were unsure, you could have sworn you saw him swallow back his emotion.

You were speechless. The silence after his confession weighing down on both of you as it became harder and harder to talk.

“The Winter Soldier is a monster. He ruthlessly killed and kidnapped without a second thought.” You began, squaring your shoulders again as you readied a response.

“But James Bucky Barnes was a World War 2 hero. Not only that he was Captain Americas right hand man as well as Steve Rogers best friend.” You continued, keeping your voice strong as you watched him shift uncomfortably under your gaze.

“Bucky Barnes died helping Captain America. He died helping to save the world from a terrible threat. And in a cruel turn of events he ended up becoming that enemies deadliest asset. But the Winter Soldiers gone now. It’s time for Bucky to come back” You finish, getting to your feet as you delivered your final verdict. Placing your hand on the force field wall, you felt the electrical zing as it gently repelled you. But your message was clear. You believed in him.

“Goodnight Bucky” You whispered, smiling softly at him as you dropped your hand and silently left.

Bucky POV.

“Well that was interesting” Dr Banner mused as he stepped out of his hiding spot, the clipboard he’d been holding hanging loosely from his hand. Bucky said nothing, merely stared at the spot Y/N had vacated only moments before while he listened to his heartbeat roar in his ears.

A/n: Chapter 4 can be found here

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tessatales · 2 years ago

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The Sins of the Winter Soldier Chapter 2

Pairing: Bucky x Female reader

Warning: Non really, Nightmares still?

Notes: slow burn romance, find the first chapter here.

A/n: Hey! Thank you everyone who read the first chapter! Here’s the second with several more backed up ready to go :)

Tags: @scott-loki-barnes @kandis-mom @identity2212

Chapter 2

It took exactly one week for you to break your promise. You never intended too, but something about that night had drawn you to exactly where you shouldn’t be.

You’d woken up from another nightmare, your alarm clock clutched in your hand like a weapon as you scrambled to ground yourself. Once the demons had run away and your heart rate had calmed, you’d decided to go for a walk, the shadows in your room looking more and more like bad memories the longer you stared into the dark. Padding through the halls, you’d picked up a bag of cookies you kept for bad night’s as you passed the kitchen; your feet silent as you wondered the dark corridors.

You’d been wondering for a while before you realised where you were, the normal halls and doors being replaced with the reinforced scaffoldings and deadlock entrances.

Shit

You were stood in the doorway of the Pit then. Panic rising in your throat as you wondered if you’d already messed everything up.

Does he know? Can he sense me? I’ll have to leave again. Shit shit shit

Placing your hand on the door, you took several deep breaths, imagining the square technique Natasha had told you about. The memory of her hand on your back from the first time you’d experienced an attack at the tower throwing itself to the forefront of your mind as it battled against itself. When your breathing finally steadied, you watched as the subtle glow from your powers faded from your skin. With the room around you no longer spinning, you steeled yourself for something stupid.

With a final deep breath, you engaged the lock on the Pit deck. Striding into the quarters before you had chance to bottle it.

The room was dark, the only light coming from the edges of the cell itself. Since your first visit, the Winter Soldiers cell had been furnished with a simple bed. Or at least it looked like a bed. The remains of it were scattered about the cell floor like they’d been imploded from the inside. The only thing intact being the thin army style blanket that must of once covered the frame.

He wasn’t stood this time. Instead he sat amongst the chaos, legs crossed and eyes closed as he seemed to sleep. You knew he was awake though. You knew it in the slight hitching of his arm as he heard you approach.

“Hello” You said to the dark, your voice loud in the empty observation deck. The Winter Solider didn’t move.

“I know you’re awake.” You carry on, taking a step closer till you stood at the very edge of the main cell deck. He opened his eyes then. You couldn’t see him properly in the dim light, but you felt the chill of his gaze as it settled.

“Are you comfortable?” Your hands fiddled with the bag of cookies clutched in front of you as your voice echoed around the room. He said nothing.

Unsure what to do, you took a seat on the top step, opening the cookies and taking one out.

“These are my favourite. When I was younger, I had a terribly good imagination. Still do really.” You began to ramble, needing to fill the silence.

“My issue was my imagination was very good at taking bad things I’d see on tv and such and making them worse. So I’d have a lot of nightmares” You continue, taking a small bite of the cookie.

“So when I’d wake up after a nightmare, my mom would scoop me up and take me down to the kitchen. We’d bake any cookie or cake I wanted, then stay up eating them with milk until I was so full I’d fall asleep” You finish, taking the final bite. The Winter Soldier remained motionless, nothing in his posture showing that he was even listening.

“I don’t know why I’m telling you this. I shouldn’t even be here. Your handlers want me for my powers. Though I’m sure you already know that. You’ve probably been plotting how to get out and take me to Hydra since I was stupid enough to wander in here.” You say, your voice becoming fragile as you thought out loud.

“But I’ll tell you a secret. I’ve decided I’m not going to fear you. You know why?” You ask the motionless man before you.

“Steve doesn’t shut up about you. You’re his best friend. And if he believes the old you is in there somewhere. I’ll believe it too.” You finish, brushing the crumbs off your legs as you got up.

“Goodnight” you say over your shoulder, never looking back at the man in the cell as you left.

A/n: Chapter 3 can be found here

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tessatales · 2 years ago

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The Sins of the Winter Soldier Chapter 1

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Notes: slow burn romance

Warnings: none really, hinted past issues with reader?

Authors note: Hey guys! If anyone has a better idea for the fic name please drop them below! Honestly pulled this title out my butt and I don’t really like it. But it’s better than ‘Bucky fic’ so at this point I can’t complain 🤷🏻‍♀️

Enjoy!

Chapter 1:

You wake up to the unnerving sound of silence.

The compound was silent.

In the year since being rescued, and the six months since you'd been moved into the avengers tower, you were pretty sure it had never been silent.

Feeling the familiar sensation of dread creeping in, you sit up, thankful for falling asleep fully clothed.

Slipping on a pair of trainers, you padded out into the empty corridors, your steps silent as you listened out for signs of life.

Biting down on the inside of your cheek as you walked, you tried your best to remember what your therapist said about dealing with panic.

"Remember Y/N, your emotions are currently directly linked to your power. Panic equals power surge"

"Good morning Y/N" Agent Peters said as she appeared from around the corner, her eyes trained on the communicator in her hands.

Relief floods your body as she approached, making you feel a little light headed.

"Morning, where is everyone?" You ask, hoping the shakiness you feel doesn't portray in your voice. Agent Peters doesn't stop, continuing on her way through the building as she speaks.

"They're all in the Pit"

The Pit?

There was only two reasons they'd all be there, and as you haven't been shipped off somewhere in the middle of the night because Hydra had found you, it will be the second option.

They've caught someone.

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"Who do we have?" You ask breathlessly as you make your way to the front of the observation deck, only to be held back by several pairs of hands.

"Are you out of your mind Y/N? Who told you we were here?" Tony demanded through gritted teeth. The panic in his gaze obvious. Sensing you were about to get Agent Peters in trouble, you decided to be vague.

"Just some Shield Agent I passed in the corridor, I got scared when I couldn't find anyone so they told me you guys were down here" You reply sheepishly, hating having to admit as a grown adult that you were afraid. The remaining hands drop from where they held you, one or two squeezing you affectionately before doing so.

"Sorry kid, we didn't think about what it would be like for you to wake up and find no one, but this stuff is sensitive." Steve said, making his way to stand in front of you.

"Is it bad?" You ask, anxious to know whos down in containment.

"He wasn't when I knew him. But that was a long time ago now"

"You've caught the Winter Soldier?" You gasp. Steve nodded.

"Though I knew him as Bucky"

Gesturing for you to follow, Steve made his way towards the edge of the deck.

"It took the Big Guy removing his robotic arm to detain him. But we did it.” Tony said over his shoulder as he worked on the holograms in front of him.

“Found him in Siberia." Steve continued as he lent against the railings above the Pit. You hovered just a step away from it, scared of what you'd see when you peered over.

"Don't worry, he cant see you from here" Natasha said, coming to place her hand reassuringly on your shoulder. With a nod, you stepped forward, holding your breath as the Pit came into view.

The man you could see below didn't look like a deadly assassin. He didn't really look real. You'd seen the affects the serum had on people, you'd read every file you could on Steve and everyone else on the team since arriving at the compound. But this man looked different.

He stood motionless in the middle of the shielded cell, his body perfectly placed for any oncoming threat. He seemed to lean heavily to one side as if unsure how to balance himself without his metal arm, and even from this height you could see the angry red scars that wound around what remained of the metal appendage.

"He looks sad" You mutter, staring down a the Winters Soldiers profile.

"That's one way to look at it, I think he looks damn angry" Sam said, crossing his arms as he leaned over to take a look.

"You’re bitter because of the car thing" Tony commented, his eye never leaving the hologram before him.

"And you wouldn't be?" Sam countered, eyebrow raised in question. Tony didn’t reply.

"What are you going to do with him?" You ask no one in particular, barely managing to tear your eyes away to look at Steve when you get no response.

"Tony and Bruce are looking into the arm, making sure there's no trackers imbedded in it. While the Shield team are convinced that the longer he is away from Hydra, the more likely it will be for us to be able to deprogram him." Steve replied as he moved away from the edge.

You felt the surprise flood your body at the decision.

"They're not going to try to use him?" You half whisper. Steve shook his head but said nothing.

"Not like this.” Natasha answered for him, looking between you and Steve.

“Once upon a time, Bucky was one of us. Shield hope that if they can get him back to pre-programmed Bucky, he might offer his skills willingly." Steve said, his gaze unfocused as he looked down at his friend.

"But what if he doesn't?" You say with a frown, looking again at the man in the cell.

"If he doesn't, he'll be free to go wherever he likes. Hydra and Shield free" Steve said, a hint of a smile on his face. Although he was trying to hide it, you could hear the bittersweetness in his voice as he thought about it. Because if Bucky said no and left, he’d be leaving Steve behind.

"You'd get your best friend back" You say with a small smile, trying your best to pull him out of his melancholy thoughts as you hugged him around the middle.

"I would" Steve said with a laugh, hugging you back.

"Until that day however, we’re going to have to ask you to stay away from here." Nat said as you pulled away from Steve, turning you by the shoulders. You felt yourself pout.

"Why? Surely him being locked down there can’t affect me?" You ask with only a little annoyance evident in your voice.

"We don't know. All Hydra know about you so far is that we have you. The last thing we wanna do is broadcast your whereabouts via their deadliest asset." Natasha continued turning you to face the rest of the team. Scanning the teams faces, you could see they all felt the same.

"Here, stayed up to finish it when I found out they were bringing him here" Bruce chimed in, handing you your very on comm bracelet.

"This way you can talk to any of us whenever you need to without having to come down here." Nat said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I’ll stay away. This is the longest I’ve stayed in one place. I'm not jeopardizing that." You reply, slapping the bracelet on and looking at everyone. This was your new family. You weren't going to mess that up.

A/N: Chapter 2 can be found here

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