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veltana · 3 months
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Mafia AU prequels - Bucky's break-up
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✦ Pairing: Stucky/Fem!Reader ✦ Word count: ~1.7k ✦ Rating: Mature ✦ Warnings/tags: hurt/comfort, mild swearing, angst, mentions of alcohol consumption, lots of fluff and feels, platonic cuddling, sharing a bed, Bucky is a dramatic drunk, unrequited love/crush, mention of loki/reader. ✦ Summary: The thing with roommates is that you will hear them during sex occasionally, it can’t be avoided with thin walls in an old building. But since that Wednesday Bucky never once slept alone and the rest of the time he was hardly in the apartment. ✦ Note: This is a prequel to No one as sweet as you set while they were living together in college, which focuses on their growing relationship and how Bucky and Steve started to develop feelings for Sweets as more than just their best friend. You don't need to read No one as sweet as you to get this but I recommend it. (Also posted on AO3)
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Bucky and Dot broke up on a Wednesday around lunch. On Wednesday night Bucky had a new girl in his bed and you and Steve shrugged, put on your headphones, and waited for it to blow over.
The thing with roommates is that you will hear them during sex occasionally, it can’t be avoided with thin walls in an old building. But since that Wednesday Bucky never once slept alone and the rest of the time he was hardly in the apartment.
With your room right in between Steve and Bucky’s, you took the brunt of the sounds and on Friday morning you decided to take shelter in Steve’s room because the girl was a screamer and you had barely slept for two days.
Now it’s Tuesday, around one am and both Steve and you are awake, listening to the moans and sounds making their way through your room and into Steve’s.
"How does he even do it?" Steve sounds a little amazed as you both lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. "Drugs?" you ask. "Honestly, it has to be, how else is he going at it all the time like that?" "Maybe they're all faking it?" you suggest.
"I've never heard anyone complain about him," Steve shrugs. "But I mean statistically he can’t get it right for everyone every time." "If he does, he is one of a kind," you decide. "Tempted to go for a ride?" You hear the smile in Steve's voice without even looking. "No, not really," you grimace. "We should do something, I’m not sure it’s healthy anymore."
"Yeah I know, Sweets, but if I try and grab him like he did with me when I was sad about Peggy he is probably going to punch me," Steve sounds concerned too.
Sweets, that dorky nickname they both have decided to call you because you happen to like all things sweet. Somehow it had stuck, even though you protested. "I can try and talk to him," you pause before continuing. "If he is ever alone again."
Suddenly the front door slams and you realize that the sounds have stopped. Sharing a look both of you rush out of bed, finding Bucky in the kitchen, downing a gallon of juice.
"Want some?" He holds it out when he sees you. The smell of alcohol on his breath is strong, even when you’re a few feet away, pulling out a chair to sit down across from where he’s standing. "No thank you," you answer while Steve leans against the fridge. "So, who was that?" you ask.
Bucky shrugs. "Don't know, met her at a bar." "Are you using protection?" Steve asks with a raised eyebrow. Bucky straightens up, putting the open juice jug down hard on the counter, making liquid slosh out, looking at Steve with black eyes that you’ve never seen before.
"Of course I am, do you think I'm fucking dumb or somethin'," he snarls. Bucky tends to be a little dramatic when he's drunk. In an effort to calm him down you reach out to him. "Hey, Bucky, it's okay, he wasn't-" The moment your fingers touch his arm, he turns and moves his hand. "Don't fucking touch me," he says and the palm of his hand connects with your underarm.
Out of surprise and not because it hurts, you yelp and look up at Bucky, a little confused because he’s never reacted like that before. He stares back at you with horrified eyes, realization dawning on him. Slowly, without another word, he backs away and hurries over to his room, slamming the door behind him like a teenager in a fit.
Steve moves forward and grabs your arm, turning it over to see if you’re hurt. "What the fuck is wrong with him," he murmurs. "It's nothing, I was just surprised," you shrug. "I've hurt myself worse by bumping into tables." "That is no fucking excuse." Steve lets go and starts towards Bucky's door. Before he can knock, Bucky opens it with a bag over his shoulder. He's changed into new clothes and his cap is pulled down low over his eyes.
Steve blocks the doorway and crosses his arms, asking "Where the fuck are you going?" "Heading out, move," Bucky mumbles and tries to duck past Steve but the other won't let him. "The fuck your not, you're gonna stay here and face whatever it is that you’re feeling," Steve's voice is laced with restrained anger. "And you're gonna apologize to Sweets."
You’re about to protest that you're not really hurt, but Steve shoots a look over his shoulder and you clamp your mouth shut. "We understand that you're sad about Dot," Steve is softer now and he leans on the doorframe, giving Bucky a way out but he doesn't take it, he just stands there, looking at the ground.
"You don't understand shit, Steve," Bucky mutter. "Have you even cried?" Steve asks and that makes Bucky’s head snap up, his mouth a thin line. "Real men don't fucking cry," he hisses. They stare at each other for a long while, then Steve points to you. "Can real men apologize when they're being a fucking ass?" Steve asks with poorly hidden disdain.
This is a sore spot for both of them and has been the grounds for arguments before. Bucky has some views on what it means to be a man that neither Steve nor you share. It has gotten better over the years according to Steve but you have not seen Bucky cry once, not to sad movies or when he’s been injured, or even had his heart broken. It's concerning, but maybe you and Steve can help him with that one day.
The bag lands on the floor with a thump and he walks past Steve to where you're sitting on the chair. Without a word he gets down on his knees in front of you and gently grabs your arm, pressing his lips against your skin murmuring "I'm sorry," repeatedly.
Steve has turned to look at you and you meet his eyes that are still hard and annoyed. You use your free hand to remove the cap and run your fingers through Bucky's hair, whispering, "It's okay."
When you do, Bucky stiffens and stops moving for a moment, then he lets go of your arm and buries his face in your pajama-clad lap, his voice trembling when he says, "I'll move out, I swear. I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, Sweets! I didn’t mean to hurt you! I love you so much."
Steve softens immediately and pushes off the door to settle on the floor beside him, rubbing his back. “No need for that Buck,” he says softly and you echo him. “I don’t want you to leave Bucky,” you grab one of his hands and gently press a kiss to the top of it before placing it back again.
After several minutes of silence, Bucky asks angrily into your legs, "Why the fuck does it have to hurt this much.” "I don't know," you answer truthfully. "I wish I never met her, never fucked her, never fucking loved her,” Bucky continues. "No, you don't," Steve argues. "I know it might feel like you will never be happy again but it will get better." Bucky lifts his head and Steve cups his face and brushes his cheeks, even though there are no tears there.
"We love you, and we will help you with anything you need," you promise. Bucky nods and lays his head down against your legs again with Steve's hand still on his cheek.
Eventually, Steve stands up and Bucky looks at him a little worried. "Not leaving, just gonna get another blanket for the bed," he reassures him. While Steve is gone Bucky says, "I'm sorry I hurt you, I love you, Sweets, more than you could ever know." And you smile because even though you know he’s exaggerating, it’s still nice to hear him say it. "I know Bucky, I know," you whisper.
When Steve comes back he pulls Bucky to his feet and guides him into the bedroom. You check the front door before turning all the lights out, then padding over to Steve's room too. They're cuddled together, Bucky's head pressed into Steve's shoulder and you move to slide in behind Bucky, but he grabs you around the waist and pulls you down between them. It makes you giggle and there is a weak smile answering on Bucky's face before you all settle in.
There is not even a light bruise left behind on your arm the next day, but you've never seen Bucky so remorseful. In the following weeks, he accompanies you around to classes, carries your stuff, and has sworn off drinking. Both you and Steve are skeptical because Bucky is famous for his partying but in the months that follow he often goes out but always comes home sober.
One day when you're having lunch at home together on the couch, you ask him about it.
First, he puts his food down before taking hold of your utensils and placing them on the table. Then he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, hugging you so tightly you can hardly breathe.
"I never want to put you in that situation again," he explains. "What if I get angry and do something worse, to you, or Steve, or anyone else." Hugging him back as best you can you say "Maybe you should talk to a professional about it?" "I'm on a waiting list," he replies.
You cuddle into him, really trying to show him that you mean it when you say, "Bucky I'm not afraid of you, I know you didn't mean to hurt me." "Don't make excuses for me," he says and picks up a strand of your hair, twirling it between his fingers.
The moment is cut off by your phone chiming and you wiggle out of his hold. When you pull it out a smile splits your face. "Have to go," you grab another spoonful of fried rice then get up. "Who was that?" Bucky asks.
Since you’re halfway to the door you don't pick up on his tone. "Just someone I've been seeing," "What's his name?" "Loki, he's from Europe!" You turn around with a smile and throw him a kiss before you're out the door.
Bucky feels his heart break, again, only this time he has no excuse to be sad about it because you aren't his.
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whore-for-chris-evans · 2 months
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I don't know what you expected but I am still not done talking about the infamous fifth episode of the What If...? show.
Spoiler warnings ahead.
Throughout the episode, while trying to pull Steve out of the mind control, Peggy keeps repeating "Steve, this isn't you, wake up" an abnormal amount of times. It's actually sickening how lacking the scriptwriting is, at least for her character.
Bucky interacts with Steve for barely a minute and even then, his efforts to get Steve back display a wider vocabulary than Peggy's throughout the whole episode.
Furthermore, I'd like to break down and compare Steve's words to Bucky and CATWS, and Peggy's words to Steve in What If...?
Steve: "I'm not gonna fight you," and here he drops the shield into the river below, "you're my friend."
Moments later, as Bucky nearly punches him to death, saying "YOU'RE! MY! MISSION!", Steve's calm, collected response is "then finish it, cause I'm with you till the end of the line."
Yes, tear-jerking, we know. Let's move on.
Peggy, having gone up against Steve in a huge (around the same size as the armour Tony built in the cave) metal suit, made of plutonium or something, and still standing straight up, says:
"I don't want to fight you, I can't fight you anymore. I'm done fighting, I've been fighting for so long, to end the war, to forget what I lost...I'm tired. Steve, I want to be with you. I want you, even if this is the end."
Keeping aside the frustrating repetition of the word "fight" in just a few lines of Peggy's speech, let's look at the motivation behind both the dialogues.
Peggy talks about herself. About how she is tired of the war and of losing people, how she tries to forget how Steve isn't in her life anymore, about how she wants to be with him. Her entire purpose is not to save him, but to save him for herself. Her actions come from a selfish point of view, and by the time she says this, she is far from being as battered and bruised as MCU Steve. In fact, she gets away with just a couple of bruises at the most.
On the other hand, Steve's intention was to free Bucky from Hydra's torture, to protect his childhood best friend and lover. He had been shot multiple times, stabbed at least once, had his skin split open in several areas when he dropped the final bombshell. Steve was nearly dying while he was saying all that; yes he would've loved a second chance at life with Bucky by his side, but it was never his primary focus.
His primary focus was making sure Bucky had a second chance at life, even if he himself died trying. It was as if to say "I may die right here right now, but I love you too much to hurt you any further than I already have. You've always been more dear to me than life itself, so if your mission is truly to kill me, you know I'll support you in it even as you're taking my last breath out of me. All I ask for is your safety and well-being."
And it shows in the consequences too - in CATWS, Bucky not only regains just enough of his memories to stop, but also pulls Steve out of the Potomac before he can drown to death and places him somewhere he knows Sam and Nat and the others will easily spot him.
On the contrary, Hydra Stomper Steve barely shows any affection, shock or remorse towards the woman in front of him, but instead, he flies up to the Red Room and destroys it. It is unclear whether he survives the crash himself.
Like I said before, despite Marvel trying their absolute hardest to push StevePeggy as the superior pairing, they still end up portraying Steve and Bucky's (I say romantic, because Steggy mirroring Stucky proves the latter to be a romance) bond to be far stronger than that of Steve with a woman he only knew for a couple of years at most during a world war.
They dug their own grave and cannot crawl their way out of it. Stucky prevails.
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literaryavenger · 2 months
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Captain America: Civil War - 2
Summary: After Peggy's funeral, Steve, Sam and you go to Bucharest to track down Bucky before the FBI gets to him.
Pairing: Avengers x Reader
Warnings: Descriptions of violence. Language.
Word Count: 2.6K
A/N: Here's part two of Civil War and the first look into a Bucky x Reader relationship! That's my goal, anyway. Hope you enjoy!
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It’s been a sad few days for Steve, he’s been crying a lot after the news that Peggy died. You and Sam offered to go with him to the funeral so now you’re both sitting in the first row as Steve and five other guys carry the coffin.
“And now, I would like to invite Sharon Carter to come up and say a few words.”- the priest says and Steve’s old neighbor Agent 13, steps up to the podium. Your eyes widen a little in shock and elbow Sam while looking at her, then Sam nudges Steve and nods to her.
“Margaret Carter was known to most as a founder of SHIELD… but I just knew her as Aunt Peggy.”- Sharon started the eulogy and you looked at Steve who was just as surprised to see her. -“She had a photograph in her office. Aunt Peggy standing next to JFK. As a kid, that was pretty cool. But it was a lot to live up to. Which is why I never told anyone we were related.”
She looks directly at Steve before continuing. -“I asked her once how she managed to master diplomacy and espionage in a time when no one wanted to see a woman succeed at either. And she said, compromise where you can. But where you can't, don't. Even if everyone is telling you that something wrong is something right. Even if the whole world is telling you to move… it is your duty to plant yourself like a tree, look them in the eye and say ‘No. You move.’.”
That hit you deep, and you’re sure it hit Steve deep, too. Peggy was clearly a very smart woman, and the fact that she helped found SHIELD and was such a badass made her your inspiration when you were a trainee and ever since you became an agent. Sharon’s words just made you more and more sure that not signing the Accords is the right thing to do.
After the funeral Steve asked you and Sam for a moment alone, so you hugged him before letting him have some peace, making your way to the hotel you’re all staying at with Sam.
You’re in the hotel bar when the news comes on with the bombing in Vienna. You and Sam exchange a worried glance and set out to find Steve right away. You find him near the elevators with Sharon just as the elevator arrives.
“Thanks for walking me back.”- Sharon says and as Steve answers “Sure” you get close to them.
“Steve”- you grab his attention.
“There’s something you gotta see.”- Sam finishes.
We all go up to Sharon’s hotel room to turn on the news that’s all about the UN bombing in Vienna and how the culprit is believed to be James Buchanan Barnes, the Winter Soldier HYDRA asset and formerly known as Sergeant Barnes, Steve’s best friend.
They talk about the death of King T’Chaka and you look at Steve who seems as concerned as you are as you quietly say. -“That’s not good.”- And he agrees with a nod.
“I have to go to work.”- Sharon says and you all know what has to be done.
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Sam, Steve and you flew to Vienna with Sharon and now you and Sam are in a coffee shop waiting for Steve while he talks to Natasha.
“How can you eat at a time like this?”- you whisper shout to Sam, annoyed.
“What am I supposed to do, starve?”- He answers and you roll your eyes but before you can say anything back, Steve steps next to him.
“She tell you to stay out of it?”- you ask him, knowing Natasha pretty well.
“Might have a point.”- Sam comments.
“He'd do it for me.”- Steve says back.
“1945, maybe.”- Sam says and you roll your eyes and try to be a little more sensitive than Sam.
“I just want to make sure we consider all our options.”- you gently say, but Sam cuts in.
“Yeah, the people that shoot at you usually wind up shooting at us.”- He says and can’t really fight him on that, he’s not wrong.
Sharon appears next to Steve and starts talking quietly without looking at any of us.
“Tips have been pouring in since that footage went public. Everybody thinks the Winter soldier goes to their gym. Most of it's noise. Except for this.”- She slides Steve a file. -“My boss expects a briefing, pretty much now, so that's all the head start you're gonna get.”
“Thank you.”- Steve says as he takes the file.
“And you're gonna have to hurry. We have orders to shoot on sight.”- she says and leaves as the three of you exchange a worried glance. Without wasting any time, you make your way out of the coffee shop and to the airport, destination: Bucharest.
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You get to the right address and go separate ways. Sam gets to the roof of the building that Steve enters to look for Barnes and you go to the roof of the other building, where you have an eye on both Sam and, thanks to the scope on your rifle, you can see Steve through the covered windows.
You see Steve enter the small apartment and look around, then he goes to the kitchen and picks up what looks like a notebook and opens it. Then you hear Sam’s voice through the comms.
“Heads up, Cap. German Special Forces, approaching from the south.”- You notice movement behind Steve as Sam talks.
“Understood.”- Steve says as you see Barnes has entered the apartment.
“Steve, turn around.”- You tell him through the comms and he slowly does.
“Do you know me?”- You can hear Steve ask, but can’t hear Bucky’s response.
“They've set the perimeter.”- Sam says, but you’re still focused on Bucky inside the building.
“I know you're nervous. And you have plenty of reason to be.”- You hear Steve say, -“But you're lying.”- You can see Bucky’s lips moving, but at this angle you can’t really read his lips.
“They're entering the building.”- Sam says and you finally take your attention away from the apartment and look around the building as you hear Steve talk.
“Well, the people who think you did are coming here now. And they're not planning on taking you alive.”
“Sam, they’re on the roof.”- You say through the comms.
“She’s right, I'm compromised.”- He says.
“This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.”- Steve says.
“5 seconds.”- Sam says in your ear.
“You pulled me from the river. Why?”- Steve keeps trying to get through to Bucky.
“3 seconds!”- You say as you see them about to breach the apartment.
“Yes, you do!”- Steve almost yells before you hear Sam yelling in your ear.
“Breach! Breach! Breach!”- you see a grenade crash through the window. Bucky kicks it to Steve, and he smothers it with his shield.
You see Bucky shielding himself with the mattress against an attack from the window, then he blocks the door with a table as cops swing in on cables. Steve pulls the rug from under a policeman, sending him flying. Bucky slams another policeman into the wall.
“Buck, stop! You're gonna kill someone.”- you hear Steve say before Bucky slams him down and punches a hole in the wall right next to his face.
You faintly hear him say. -“I'm not gonna kill anyone.”- Before he pulls something out the floor and throws it out the building and it lands near you. You’re about to go see what’s in it but are distracted by Bucky and Steve hiding behind the shield together before Bucky shoves Steve into a cop and you have to stop yourself from laughing. 
Bucky holds up his metal hand and repels bullets, then slams a cop into some shelves. He picks up a large cement brick and slams it into a cop and you can see Steve fighting another cop on the balcony. You see Bucky punch through the wall beside the door. He steps into the hallway and you lose sight of him, a second later Steve steps into the hallway and you lose him too.
“You have a visual, Sam?”- You ask through the comms and the answers with a simple ‘No’.
You hear Steve say -“Come on, man.”- and hear his grunting as he fights.
After a minute you hear Steve say -“Y/N, he’s coming your way.”- you frown.
“What do you mean he’s-”- Before you can answer you can see Bucky jumping out a balcony and you let out a quiet -“Holy shit”- that makes Steve groan and Sam snicker.
Bucky lands not too far away from you and, before he can get to his backpack, you put yourself in front of him so he can’t get to it.
“Hello, soldier”- you say in a teasing and vaguely flirting tone, but he simply looks at you for half a second before throwing a punch that you avoid and quickly say. -“Not a talker. Got it.”- Before throwing a punch of your own that he easily stops, holding your arm as he sweeps your legs and in a second you’re on the ground.
Bucky picks up his backpack and runs, but a big man all dressed in black, a full face mask with pointed ears, slams into him and knocks him down. He extends his fingers and sharp claws pop out and he attacks Bucky with sweeping kicks and slashes. Bucky fights back but is kicked into a wall, the figure swipes his claws and spins gracefully. Bucky narrowly avoids being slashed, holding up a metal bar to protect himself.
You get up and get closer to them to try and help Bucky. You kick the man off of him and stand in front of Bucky in a fighting stance.
“Bad kitty”- you tell him and can hear Steve and Sam simultaneously say -“Seriously, Y/N?”
“Sam, southwest rooftop.”- you hear Steve say as the cat man lunges at you. 
“Who the hell's the other guy?”- Sam says.
“About to find out.”- Steve answers while you try your best to not get killed by the overgrown cat you’re fighting at the moment. The man manages to slam you into a wall and lunges at Bucky with his claws, but Bucky grabs his wrists. You’re about to help but a soldier fires a machine gun from a chopper, the ammo bounces off the man’s armored suit who’s now on top of Bucky, but you’re forced to hide to avoid the bullets. You hear Steve call for Sam’s help and Sam answers with a -“Got him.”- before he flies down and shoves the chopper off course, then swoops towards street level.
Bucky breaks free from his attacker, slings his bag on his back, runs and jumps down a level, and the other man slides down the wall using his claws for traction. Back lands at street level and the chase continues. Steve follows and lands rolling along the ground. 
You watch them from the edge of the roof and sigh.
“Okay, I can’t do that.”- Then look up in search of Sam. -“Sam, I need a ride.”
“I got you”- He says as he swoops down and picks you up, taking flight again to follow the others while you hang on to him for dear life.
Gunfire from the chopper tears up the sidewalk, Bucky jumps down through an opening, lands in an underpass and he runs through the traffic. Cat Suit and Steve drop down and chase after Bucky as a Special Forces Vehicle pursues all of them.
You see Steve leap onto the vehicle and splinters the windshield and, when the driver stops, Steve yanks him from the vehicle and kicks the windshield out, then drives off.
Bucky runs over the top of a speeding car, outpacing it and Cat Suit is a few cars behind, keeping pace with him. Then he leaps on the back of the 4x4 that Steve's driving and Steve swerves from side to side, trying to throw him off.
“Sam, I can't shake this guy.”- He says into the comms.
“We’re right behind you.”- Sam says as we fly behind him.
Several police cars join the chase and you see Steve side-swipe another car and drive on.
Bucky leaps over a barrier and Steve drives through it, then you can see Bucky grab the handlebar of an incoming motorcycle and spin the bike around in mid air, throwing the rider off as he gets on the bike himself, riding away and sending cars careering out of the way. 
Steve keeps on Bucky's tail with Cat Suit holding onto the back of his car. They all rocket through another underpass and Sam flies into the underpass. 
Cat Suit leaps off the front of Steve’s car onto Bucky's motorbike and Bucky flings him over his head and the bike leans down on its side. Bucky kicks his assailant away, straightens up and rides on. Cat Suit catches a ride on one of Sam’s legs and Sam tries to kick him away. Bucky throws a sticky bomb and blows up the roof at the end of the underpass, bringing down tons of rubble. 
Sam tells you to hang on and you can feel his grip tighten on you as he stops and throws the Cat Suit man into the rubble. He throws Bucky off the motorcycle as Steve swerves the car through the rubble and leaps out, running as Bucky and the Cat roll on the ground.
When they stop the Cat is on Bucky right away but Steve jumps on him and pulls him off Bucky.
Steve stands up, facing the sleek and muscular overgrown black cat as the police arrive and surround you all, guns aimed. War Machine leaps down from above and raises both hands.
“Stand down, now.”- Rhodey says, aiming at Bucky and Steve who are standing side by side and at the Cat Suit Guy. Steve puts his shield on his back again as Rhodey continues. -“Congratulations, Cap. You're a criminal.” 
Police move in and force Bucky to his knees. The Cat raises his hands as a cop moves Steve's arms behind his back and you and Sam are also handcuffed and brought closer to the others by two police men. The cat retracts his claws and pulls off his mask revealing his face and you’re all shocked to see it’s King T'Challa. 
“Your highness.”- Rhodey says as Bucky's hauled flat on the ground and getting handcuffed.
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You all get arrested, forced to change out of our suits and gears and taken to Berlin. Bucky is restrained inside a glass-walled pod surrounded by armed guards.
In an SUV sit T’Challa in front, then you, then Steve and last Sam. You’re quietly going through traffic until Sam very respectfully breaks the silence. -“So, you like cats?”
“Sam.”- Steve warns him while you snort in amusement, looking out the window to avoid what you’re sure will be a disappointed glare from Steve. 
“What?”- Sam continues. -“Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?”
“Your suit…”- Steve ignores Sam and addresses T’Challa -“Is it Vibranium?”
“The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior.”- T’Challa finally speaks up. -“And now, because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king.”- Oh, no. -“So, I ask you... as both warrior and king... how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?”
The silence that follows is deafening, as none of you know or want to give an answer to that, and you’re sure T’Challa doesn’t expect one.
“Sorry about King T’Chaka…”- You say quietly after a moment.
“Don’t worry, miss Y/LN. He’ll be vindicated.”- He answers back without missing a beat.
You look back at Steve and Sam and they both look as worried as you feel. This is not going to end well, is it?
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gaysindistress · 5 months
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Van Helsing Retold - three
pairings: vamp hunter!reader x vamp!bucky
Summary: Under the cover of night, vampires and their hunters have been at war for centuries, never letting their bloodshed reach the light of day. That is until the wife of a powerful vampire leader, Steve Rogers is murdered and he demands revenge. Y/N Van Helsing is the target of his crusade and she comes face to face with his right hand man, Bucky Barnes.
Warnings: cursing
Word count: 2.5k
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The smell that hasn’t left my mind for the last three, no four, I don’t know how many days but that’s besides the point. That smell has wrapped its imaginary arms around me and is holding me tight against its strong chest as I wake up. Sam’s voice is floating around me but the heartbeat in the chest I'm leaning against is louder, pounding in time with my own. Another voice, one that’s vaguely familiar and pulls at a thread somewhere inside of me, says something to Sam.
I feel something shift and I squint my eyes in an attempt to see my surroundings. We’re in a car now and Sam is driving. There must be someone else with us if he’s driving and I’m being cradled like a child.
Wait.
Fuck.
The vampire from the warehouse.
The vampire from the warehouse that’s been haunting my every waking and sleeping moment.
He was the one who barged in on our meeting with Helumt. He was the reason I felt an anger so violent and hostile that it threatened to make me sick. He was the reason Sam and I got out of there safely while I was a limp noodle in Sam’s arms.
Scratch that; a limp noodle in his arms. He’s the one who carried me out and is holding me tight as if i'll turn into ash if he lets me go.
“Van Helsing?” Sam’s voice calls to me and I blink at him through the rearview mirror, “Oh good you’re awake!”
“Thank you for the insightful observation, Wilson,”I shoot back and I feel a small rumble of laughter against my back. I want to look and confirm what I know to be true but I don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to admit that this vampire has saved my ass at least twice now. I don’t want to admit that I’m comfortable and I feel safe nestled in his arms. I don’t want to admit that I haven’t stopped thinking about him or that I’ve seen him in my dreams. I don’t want to admit that there’s a part of me that awoke that day and it aches when he’s not around.
“Wanna explain what happened?” Sam asks, throwing an accusing look at me
“Well if I had to guess, I’d say I fainted because I’m fresh out of the infirmary and I have a mild head wound that’s still healing. Oh and don’t forget the venom that’s eating away at my hand. I’d say I’m not exactly in fighting shape and my brain knocked me out so I wouldn’t hurt myself anymore.”
The vampire recoils a bit at the mention of my head wound and loosens his grip. Whatever anger of his that is left in me causes me to push off of him and face him.
“And you need to explain why you were at the club and the warehouse.”
His pale eyes widen at the anger directed at him but nonetheless he explains, “I was sent to find Peggy after she didn’t show up for an appointment and Sam asked me to come to the meeting with Helmut.”
It’s my turn to be wide eyed as I snap my eyes to Sam in the rearview mirror, “Sam did what now?”
“I said I had a lead,” he mumbles, not meeting my gaze.
“You didn’t tell me your lead was the fucking right hand to the leader of the Captain’s Guard!”
“If you know how I am then why did you ask me why I was at the warehouse?” The vampire asks, annoyed like I’m the problem.
“You,” I point my venomous finger at him, “don’t get to talk until I say so. As for Sam, you need to explain right the fuck now how and why you’re in bed with the Captain’s Guard.”
“I’m not in bed with them, Jesus,” he scoffs, “he called ME as a matter of fact and i knew that if we were going to make it out of that nightclub alive, we would need backup.”
I narrow my eyes at the vampire and he raises his eyebrows at me as if to remind me that he’s not allowed to speak until I say. I roll my eyes and tell him to start talking.
“As much as I hate all of you hunters, I hate your Guild Master even more. Killing Peggy was a shit call on his part and he’s going to let you and anyone else who tries to help you, take the fall. I told Sam that I would help him find the anti venom for your hand if he helped me frame Walker for Peggy’s death.”
I stay quiet for a moment as I try to process what he’s said, “that doesn’t explain why you’re doing this. I’m a Van Helsing, you should hate me more than any other hunter.”
He studies me, his eyes looking me up and down before he speaks, “I made a promise to your mother and she scares me more than you do.”
“My mother?”
Sam clears his throat and I shoot him daggers with my eyes.
Confusions hits me.
“She died when I was a baby. Peggy killed her.”
“That might be what she told everyone but it’s not true. I took your mother to a safe house to heal and she made me promise that I would never hurt you or let any hurt befall you.”
“You’re lying.”
“Trust me, I fucking wish I was.”
“Sam?” I look at my fellow hunter, “Is he telling the truth?”
The Falcon as he liked to call himself, refused to meet my gaze once again. He’d been maybe 17-18 when I showed up at the Guild as a small and crying baby. In true Van Helsing fashion, I had been wrapped in a black blanket with one of my family’s stakes tucked next to me and placed in a wicker basket on the doorstep of the previous Guild Master’s house. Tony had only been in his early 20s, the youngest Master to take over but he, Sam, and Happy raised me like I was their own. Now that Tony was dead and Happy hadn’t been seen in years, Sam would be the only person who knew what happened to my parents. I’d thought the story he’d told me, the one that Peggy had thrown at me, was the truth but from the way his eyes stay trained on the road, I realize it was a lie.
“Sam,” I try as my voice trembles, “is he telling the truth?”
The vampire’s hand gently grips my chin and pulls my face so that I’m looking at him.
“He’s not to blame. She made us all promise to keep you safe even if that meant lying to you.”
I slap his hand away, “Don’t touch me. I don’t give a single fuck what my mother said or what she made you promise. I don’t even know you so how can I even trust anything you have to say? As for Sam, he’s just as bad as you are and the moment we get to the Guild….”
He grips my chin again and forces me to stare into his eyes as he persuades me, “You will not speak of this to anyone and until I say so, you will stay silent and not move.”
My mouth and body comply without my permission.
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Without control over my body, I zone out. Disassociate is a better word for the way I can’t remember the drive, getting out of the car, or how I’ve come to be sat on an emerald green tufted couch. Sam and the vampire are conversing in low voices but it doesn’t matter. I can’t hear them. My brain has effectively shut out everything but the sounds of rain hitting the window behind me and the fire that crackles out to my right. My eyes are trained on an open book that sits on a coffee table in front of me. I can’t read the words from this distance but I can at least appreciate that the owner of this house likes to read.
I feel a hand gently grip my chin and I find myself looking into those pale eyes as he grants me freedom of my body. Sam is tense, ready to grab me if I attack but I don’t. I stay in my corner of the couch and pull my legs up, not caring if my boots ruin the upholstery. I drop my forehead to rest on my knees and I would’ve assumed that anyone else would’ve walked away but the vampire doesn’t. He, instead, sits on the coffee table and leans forward so his forearms rest on his thighs.
“I’m sorry I persuaded you,” he offers the olive branch of pleasantness in a small voice, “I couldn’t let you get yourself hurt.”
“Or worse,” is unspoken but I can feel it in the weight of his gaze that’s fixed on top of my head.
“I still can't understand why you care what happens to me,” I say barely above a whisper but I know he hears me.
“I already told you.”
“And I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t have to nor do I expect you to,” there’s an odd heaviness in his words that I also feel in my throat. Rejection and frustration sit on my chest, constricting my breathing but it’s not mine.
“Good to know we’re on the same page.”
“Y/N,” Sam chides me from behind the vampire, “he’s not the enemy here. He can help get rid of Walker like you’ve been wanting.”
“I didn’t mean kill him!” I shout at him, “sure he’s annoying and pushy and the worst hunter I’ve ever seen but that doesn’t mean that he needs to die.”
Sam gives me a blank stare, “how many times has he sent you to do some crazy shit where you’ve almost gotten killed?”
I don’t answer. He’s not wrong; Walker has sent me on several suicide missions, Peggy being the most recent but most certainly not the last. Once again I can feel someone else’s emotions rise in me, squeezing the life out of my internal organs as they try to crawl out. Stealing a glance at the vampire, I see that his face is contorted with anger but he’s trying and failing to hide it.
I swear to all things holy if this is somehow his doing.
“It’s not for certain that Steve will kill him,” Sam adds.
The vampire before me shoots me a concerned look before looking over his shoulder at Sam, “I hope you’re joking.”
“I didn’t say he wouldn’t make him wish he was dead, just that he might not kill him.”
The vampire turns to me again, “it’s up to you, Y/N.”
I furrow my brows at him, confused about how he knows my name.
“That’s the least of your concerns,” he shoots back as if I’d said it out loud. I didn’t think I had but I shake it off.
“Give me the anti venom first and then I’ll decide.”
“That’s not how negotiations work.”
“Do I look like I give a fuck? Anti venom and then I’ll decide if I’m going to sell my soul to the devil.”
He rolls my eyes at the dramatics of my statement, “it’s not that easy.”
“It really is.”
“No it’s not,” he says sternly and I want to fire back more but he continues, “Helmut was right. Whatever anti venom we find won’t work on you. What you need is damn near impossible to get unless you’re willing.”
“And what do I need to be willing to do?”
Sam tenses and shoots nervous glances between us. I narrow my eyes at him and then look back to the vampire, repeating my question.
“Drinking the blood of the vampire that infected a moral can reverse the turning process only if they’re in the midst of it.”
“Peggy’s dead, how does that help me?”
The vampire doesn’t seem to even register that I asked a question, “Do you know what mates are?”
I blink at him, “excuse me?”
“Do you…”
“Yes I know what they are, why?” I snap and interrupt him.
Annoyance flashes in his blue eyes, “the mating bond doesn’t awaken until a mortal has completed the process. There have been a few cases where it can happen during. If that happens, the blood of the vampire mate can reverse it but it severs the bond completely and can kill the vampire. It’s like taking out our hearts and expecting our blood to keep pumping.”
“Well you don’t have a beating heart so…”
“You get the point,” he snaps back.
“What does this have to do with me?” I ask while looking between him and Sam. The latter is already looking at me with a mixture of sadness and… hope in his dark eyes. Whatever hope he’s placed in this vampire is sorely mistaken and he’d be better to place it in our Guild Master John Walker.
The vampire’s watching me, studying me for any indication of what I’m thinking or feeling. It makes me uneasy to have his full attention on me but I can’t show it. Instead I drop my feet back to the ground and cross my arms over my chest as I repeat my question, “I’m not a vampire nor am I in the turning process so what do mating bonds have to do with me?”
“You are in the process. Stopped, frozen, or slow, you’re still turning and since you killed the one who infected you, the mating bond is the only way to save you.”
I laugh.
I laugh so loud and so hard that both men flinch. I laugh so long that my chest hurts and my lungs burn. Tears prick my eyes and my entire body aches from how long I laugh. When my laughter finally stops and I’m clutching my sides, I look between the two men. Neither mirror my amusement and it’s only slightly concerning.
“What?”
Sam shakes his head, “this is serious, Y/N.”
“I’m well aware that this is serious but you can’t seriously believe that I would fall for any of the bullshit he’s spewing.”
The vampire flinches slightly, “I’m telling the truth. What reason do I have to lie?”
“Oh just about a million,” I scoff before standing up, “my head is starting to hurt again, is there somewhere I can lay down?”
The vampire doesn’t respond but Sam stands too and leads me out of the room. Hurt beings to deep into my chest and it twists around inside me, causing a deep ache to start throbbing.
“He’s trying to help you,” Sam says softly with an edge of disappointment.
“But why? Sam, he’s Bucky Barnes, the right hand of the Captain’s Guard. He has no reason other than his own selfish ones to help us and I can’t trust just that.”
“Then trust that your mom and I trust him.”
I stop dead in my tracks, “as far as I’m concerned she died that night and your word has come to mean nothing to me.”
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bucky barnes x 40s!fem!reader — series masterlist series summary (part one): The life in the beginning. Before the the war, before the losses, before the grief. chapter warnings: talking about battle wounds, guns, war (all pretty subtle) word count: 1 383
CHAPTER FOUR — Meet me at the frontlines
Italy, 1943
“Okay, Johnny, that’s it!” The exclamation came out with a chirpy voice, as she finished tucking the clean bandage around the soldier’s leg. There was the pile of the old, dirty bandage and cleaning supplies beside her, which she started to put into the bucket next to them.
“Well, look at that,” Johnny said as he twisted his leg to get a better look. “Y/N, I bet if you had been here since the beginnin’ with those wrappin’ skills and that smile, I’d be healed already,” he smirked at her. His words were loud enough to be heard across the tent, which earned glares to your direction from the two other nurses currently taking care of patients, who probably would talk about it relentlessly during dinner.
She rolled her eyes and laughed at the soldier’s poor attempt at flirty comments. “Now, now, Johnny, I only changed the bandage. And I bet, if you hadn’t gotten shot in the leg by Nazis in the beginning, you would be healed,” she smirked as she looked at Johnny from her supplies’ tidying process.
“Oooh, beautiful, brave and witty. You must let me buy you a drink once back in London, darling,” he said, smiled and winked once she looked back at him from her supplies. Johnny was handsome and funny enough with his sand blonde hair and humorous flirty comments that she probably would’ve gone out on a date with him a few years back when she was still single.
Smiling softly, she looked away for a few seconds, her hand automatically going to her chest and feeling the ring. It was chained around her neck, so that it wouldn’t accidentally be bandaged into another soldier’s leg. “That’s a kind offer Johnny, but I have a fiancée, actually.”
“Oh, well, he’s a lucky man then,” the blonde man smiled, a hint of sadness in it this time. “If you’re here, taking care of us, where is he, then?” He raised his eyebrows in which seemed to be genuine curiosity.
“Oh, he’s here too,” she said, her eyes gaining back that sparkle from even the slightest indication to Bucky. “Well, he’s in the 107th. But he was kidnapped.”
“Ah .. Wait a second. Are you Barnes’ girl?” he said in a way he realized something big.
Feeling a little blush creep to her cheeks, she answered as she stood up with her supplies, “Uh, yes. I am. Ho-How do you know that?” 
Johnny chuckled at the memory running behind his eyes, before answering, “Your man Bucky won’t stop talking about ‘his girl’ — you. Especially with a few swigs of booze in him.”
“Really? What’s he say about me, then?” She wasn’t sure if she was smirking or grimacing at the thought of Bucky talking about her with other soldiers.
“Only good things,” Johnny winked. “He’s whipped, I’ll tell you that! This one time we we’re a-” 
Before the wounded soldier could start his story, a frantic looking Peggy Carter ran into the tent from the other end. Her usually very carefully put up hair was a bit over the place like her uniform, probably from the running. Peggy looked around the tent before she spotted her and continued her haste towards her. Peggy had been glad to get more female company — this time company she actually enjoyed — since all other available company was men or the other nurses, who in the Brit’s opinion were too bitchy most of the time.
When Peggy reached the nurse she actually liked for once, she didn’t even say hello before rushing the words out of her mouth. “They’re here, they’re back. Steve made it!”
It didn’t take long for the realization to sink in with the rookie nurse,  as she close to dropper her bucket of now clean supplies to the ground and ran behind Peggy. The agent hadn’t mentioned anything about Bucky, and that made her heart race. The fear started to creep into her bones for the first time — the fear she had so forcefully pushed down since Bucky enlisted. Bucky is alive, he’s here.
It wasn’t far from the hospital tent that she could see soldiers starting to gather, slowing down to walk, hearing clapping further in front of her. Peggy ran past her and caught up with Colonel Phillips, who soon stopped in front of Steve, Peggy behind him, blocking her view of who was with Steve. She couldn’t hear what was said nor did she care. She tried to see past the soldiers starting to gather around her, who suddenly made way to Colonel Phillips walking briskly to the direction he came from.
Her view was still blocked, but suddenly, she heard a familiar voice, which made her freeze.
“Hey! Let’s give it to Captain America!” 
Bucky, she said under her breath. Suddenly, all of the soldiers started clapping around her, but all she could do was push past the last line of soldiers in front of her. She suddenly stopped when she was faced with Peggy’s back. Stepping to the right of her, she came face to face with the source of the voice. It was him. He looked terrible, absolutely terrible, but it was him.
It took Bucky a second to figure out there was a nurse standing beside Peggy. It made him confused for a second, until he focused on her face. She was smiling at him, and he froze. That smile and those eyes were one of the only things in the world that could make Bucky Barnes freeze. 
When he snapped out of it, he dropped the gun on the ground, took three long strides and cupped her cheeks, crashing his lips on hers.
It almost made her fall back, and she grabbed a hold of Bucky’s dirty shirt with both of her hands. It hadn’t been more than weeks when his lips were on hers, but she still felt starved. She didn’t care if Bucky smelt like a sewer, all she wanted to do was bury herself into him. And Bucky wanted the same.
“First, I love you so damn much,” Bucky said breathlessly when they broke out of the kiss, his forehead still smashed against hers, breaths mixing. “Second, what the hell are you doing here?” He couldn’t hide his smile even though he tried to be a little bit mad she was taking part in the war.
The comment made her laugh. Oh, how he had missed that laugh. “First, I love you too,” she answered and pecked his lips before continuing, “second, I already had the departure ticket in my purse before you left.” 
Bucky just rolled his eyes, trying to be serious, but failed again to get rid of his smile. How could he, when she was right there, making him smile like she always did? She laughed again, and Bucky kissed her, again.
“C’mon, Bucky, let’s get you checked out,” she said, breaking the kiss and trying to move away from his arms in order to show him back to the hospital tent. It was the first time she noticed that the crowd had mostly cleared out.
“I don’t need checking out,” he said and pulled her back into his arms, kissing her again. “‘M fine. Whenever you’re with me, I’m fine.”
It made her heart melt. Before she could provide any comment, Bucky was kissing her again, but not for long before she had to break it for a breath. “Bucky, honey, I-“
Before she could continue, Colonel Phillips walked past them, and said with that authoritative voice of his, “Nurse Y/L/N, there’s fresh patients to take care of.”
“Sir, yes sir,” she said a bit louder, making a fake salute with her right hand, not breaking eye contact with Bucky. He laughed at her cute antics, and squeezed her waist gently. “Now, Sergeant Barnes. I need to take you to the hospital tent to be checked out for injuries,” she said, mimicking that professional authoritative voice.
“Yes, Nurse Y/L/N,” he smirked and kissed her once more, before he allowed her to lead him to the direction of the tent. He’d follow her anywhere, honestly. And even though he was so against her volunteering, he was more than happy that she was with him, right here, right now. His girl.
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Bucky was sipping on a beer as he looked around the crowded room.
" So what? You went through Steve's phone and just called up and texted everyone in there? "
Sam laughed and nodded " Sure did. He had a lot of people in there and they know a lot of the same people. Peggy rented out this big venue for a wedding party since they are doing a small wedding and no reception. That way everyone can celebrate now and not get pissed about not being invited."
Bucky nodd, makes sense in the long run. Peggy and Steve were up front opening some of the presents. There was a huge pile of them. They looked so happy. A tall shadow falls next to Bucky at the bar.
" oooh! Open Bar! Peteypie! We will have a Sex on the beach and for my twink friend here he will have a Tequila Sunrise!"
" No wade! Sorry about that ma'am I'll just have a gingerale"
Turning to look at the two next to him, Bucky raises his eyebrow briefly. The tall man was heavily scarred, the younger man next to him was younger, seemed a little nervous to be here.
Bucky glances at Sam who shrugs before Bucky nods at the man next to him.
" So do you know Steve or Peggy?"
" neither!"
The man gives a wide smile.
" I'm here cause Petey Pie was invited. And I wanna get a look at who he used to fuck. For moral support reasons"
" Oh my god wade! You cannot just say that! And out people like that!"
The young man turned bright red, " Just ignore him."
He holds his hand out to shake. " I'm Peter. I'm a friend of Steve's. But I have met Peggy. Uh, after that is. When she visits the tower for her military contracts"
Bucky could hear Sam's whispered 'wow' and Bucky offers his hand to shake Peter's.
" Name is Bucky, this is Sam. " he eyes Peter. Bucky knew that several years ago, he suspected Steve was cheating on Peggy, even if it was briefly. Just wasn't expecting someone like Peter.
" I knew he was seeing a science person before. Just didn't know it was .... you" peter cleared his throat and nodded.
" It's... fine. We parted on mutual terms. We wanted different things."
The fact Steve was with someone else and that Steve hasn't told them he even was interested in guys was left out.
They sat together for a little bit, talking about how Steve met Bucky and Sam. Peter asking tons of things about Bucky's metal arm. Wade had already wondered off somewhere. Bucky could see why Steve would have been drawn to Peter.
" Oh, Steve! Have you met Peter? He works in a lab with Tony here. How Sam got your number. I'll never know! It's good to see you. It's been a while, yes?"
Bucky, Sam, and Peter turn to face Steve and Peggy and Tony Stark. Steve has a look of surprise on his face, Peggy was smiling, but even Tony looked confused.
"Wow.. Peter, it's been a while. I've met Peter before... briefly at the gym in the tower. Since you have a membership through work." Said Steve, but Steve reaches out and shakes Peter hand.
Bucky raises an eyebrow at Steve. Seriously? Steve met Peter while visiting Peggy at work. And from what it sounded like, Peter didn't know about Peggy til later. Man, Steve really took the stupid with him, didn't he.
" Pete, I thought you were going to that... event tonight, the one we talked about" said Tony.
Peter blushes, sipping his drink. " I did.. I am." Peter glances over at Steve then back to Tony, with a look that of 'please don't say anything'.
Tony tilted his head, slight frown before his eyes widen and he look at Steve, then Peggy then back at Peter.
" Wow okay. That. Something." Tony takes a sip of his drink before he walks over to Peter and wraps his arm around his waist.
" This is the Peter, I was telling you about. I'm sure you have heard all about in the papers" Steve frowns a little, eyeing the arm at Peter's waist.
" What is in the papers? " says Steve.
Peggy laughs, and lightly slaps Steve's arm.
" He never pays attention to the news. I didn't know your Peter was the same one I had met before! Congratulations! Steve, Peter and Tony got engaged a month ago"
Steve's eyes widen before they narrow, and then give Tony a once over. " Congrats"
Tony smirks up at Steve, before he turns to kiss Peter on the cheek. " We are very excited." Peter blushes.
" Round of shots for everyone!" Yelled a voice and there was loud cheering.
Breaking up the tension.
Tony gave Peter an exasperated look " You brought Wilson? Really?"
Peter laughs " He was curious! I figured it could be good entertainment plus he is good bodyguard."
Tony sighs and shakes his head as he smiles over at Peter.
Bucky and Sam look at each other. This was more entertaining then they thought this party would be.
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Hi, again. 👋
I found the post you were talking about. The stan's account was deactivated, but yeesh. 😬 Nice replies to them, btw.
The stan that bashed on me said I was being misogynistic, even though I'm a black woman who just wanted to see another black character get their chance to shine.
Hell, it's not just the shows and movies (I think this all started with Endgame). It's also the Steve Rogers musical too. I don't know if you know about it, but Disney made the musical real, and it really did Sam and Bucky dirty.
Sam isn't even in it. Maybe he was mentioned once, but the musical showed an image of Sam as Captain America. As for Bucky, his scene from CA:TFA, where he saved pre-serum Steve, was given to Peggy instead. Bucky was mentioned once, and the musical tried to justify Steve's ending from Endgame. All for this ship.
And, frankly, I don't hate Peggy, I'm just more annoyed that other characters get shoved aside as well as this great dynamic that Steve and Bucky had, while she and her ship with Steve has been getting propped up more and more. But, seeing some of your and the others' posts, I get why you guys don't like her.
Girl, don’t get me started on the abomination that was Rogers the musical. It could have been glorious, it had so much potential, but once again Bucky’s role in Steve’s story was given to Peggy, and Sam wasn’t even there!
I feel like Marvel feels the need to tone down Stucky or their friendship overall because it was just too powerful. We all remember the hashtag that begged Marvel to make Stucky Canon, #givecaptainamericaaboyfriend. They just couldn’t let it happen, not to a main and important character like Steve, god forbid. And so ever since civil war Stucky has always had little to no scenes together no matter how well established it was in previous projects. All their scenes and dynamic were given to Peggy, their friendship was toned down, Steve’s whole ending happened. It just feels like Stucky is so menacing to Marvel that the only way to stop us is by destroying Steve, Bucky and their relationship.
I mean, Steve is given no justice in his ending and in all the other projects he appeared in. Bucky went from a victim and prisoner of war to someone who must make amends for things that were beyond his control. And the depth of their friendship was toned down and reduced every time Peggy was involved. And then they wonder why many people in the fandom dislike Peggy or why the whole Rogers the musical initiative flopped the second it went beyond Hawkeye.
Like, even if you don’t ship Stucky you can tell that they care for each other, and you can tell there was a shift after people actually wanted Marvel to take action and do something about this dynamic. Steve can’t get even one episode as his own character because Peggy must be there. Bucky had more luck, but still… and let’s not even talk about Sam, his only appearance was as a zombie!
In another post of mine I ranted about how bothered I was that Peggy was inserted in the 1602 storyline, and i haven’t changed my mind. It would have been so nice to give Steve one episode about himself, about his dynamic with his best friend and about the relationship with himself and his fellow avengers. But no, Peggy must be there too, and for no good reason as well.
I feel like Marvel trying to erase pre-existing relationships to have Peggy shine only results in fans turning their back on Marvel and hiding in fanfiction or whatever piece of media that can actually bring justice to the characters. Once someone on Tumblr said “you gave us the characters, but once you mess them up they’re not yours anymore. You don’t understand and respect them, therefore you don’t deserve them.” and I couldn’t agree more, which is why I am currently reading and writing fanfiction rather than buying into everything marvel gives us.
Peggy was the love interest with more screen time even before what if and all that jazz, she had her own show! And I fear that the day Marvel will realize that pushing a reimagined Nazi turned Mary Sue into every single what if episode where she can fit instead of enhancing the characters that are actually relevant in-universe it will be too late.
Sorry about the rant, I get carried away when it’s about my boys lol
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in the honor of my marvel obsession creeping back to me + my family being in disneyland and exploring avengers campus, have some ✨avengers incorrect quotes✨ as things my friends and family have said
a shit ton of these were conversations between @cissyenthusiast010155 and i lmao
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peter: indulge in my child-like whimsy. buy me a web slinger
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steve: is that an igloo over there??
peter: …it’s a hippie house?
tony: did you hear about the hippie states wife?
steve: why on earth is there a hippie house in the cars theme park?!
tony: babe. did you hear about the hippie states wi-
peter: what’s the hippie state?
tony: the hippie states wife is mississippi!
steve: what on earth are you talking abou-
tony: like,,, mrs. hippie?? mississippi?
steve: …
peter: …
tony: …
tony: i thought it was funny
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tony: “i can do this all day”? that’s what she said
steve: SHHHHHH!!!
natasha: ooh, you’ve finally been shushed
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loki: a kid ran in front of me and my reaction was “broken child!”
steve: wHAT?!
loki: i didn’t say it out loud!!!
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scott: please sir, you don’t understand, if i don’t get my 20 dollar sunglasses back, my children will die
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peggy: i support neil patrick harris being gay
natasha: peg, you’re a lesbian
peggy: yes, but i am an ally to his gayness
natasha: you are gay
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peter: they should let me stay up late. because. if they don’t it would be…
ned: transphobic?
peter: YES
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bucky: i smelled grass! and now i want some!
steve: you want to eat grass?!
bucky: absolutely
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peter: and they were LAB PARTNERS
harley: oh my gawd they were lab partners
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tony: i want shawarma
steve: i want to go to sleep
tony: it’s only 4 pm
steve: and?
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steve: oh, this boba pearl is stuck in the ice…
bucky: just like captain america!
tony: aaaah, good one
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mj: “what kind of girl do you want” a red one
peter: …
peter: are we talking about cars????
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thor: i don’t understand the scientific physics
bruce: the what
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peter: please bring back the cheese man
tony: that could really mean any of us
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*at their first meet up in a while*
natasha: yknow, i’m just now being reminded of the fact that i hate half the people here
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bucky: i hate will ferrell
sam: how can anyone hate will ferrell?!
bucky: well, i liked him in barbie
sam: and he was funny in the lego movie!
bucky: true, he was awesome in that
sam: oh, he was also megamind!
bucky: yes! i loved him with that
sam: you don’t actually hate will ferrell, do you?
bucky: …
sam: you just hate elf
bucky: …i just hate elf
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steve: “rogers: the musical” can only be described as feeling like bad fanfiction
tony: isn’t it amazing
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*playing heads up, prompt “avengers: civil war”*
peter: when! when the divorce!
scott: ant man’s first fight!
natasha: when everyone decided they didn’t like each other anymore!
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harley: oh, c3p0 and r2d2 are a gay couple!
peter: duh??? did you just realize that???
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missvelvetsstuff · 8 months
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The Wrong One
Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Reader meets Steve while he's on the run and sticks by him. Until he sees Peggy Carter again.
7. The Calm
Warnings: swearing, angst, dirty thoughts
"I want her contact information yesterday"
Steve's attempt to yell gave him a coughing fit, Sam gave him some water and rubbed his back until the coughing calmed.
Once he was sure Steve was alright, Sam shook his head "No Steve, I can't give you her info. She doesn't want to talk to you."
Steve looked at him sadly "But it's my kid, Sam. Even after what happened I still deserve-"
"By what happened you mean how you left her for Peggy? What about what Y/N deserves? Did she deserve to be left like that? Without even a warning? You know I'm not good with what you did."
Sam got up to leave "I shouldn't have told you. You already had your happily ever after, at her expense. Just forget about her and enjoy your retirement."
"Fine Sam, just go. I'll get it out of Bucky." Steve called out weakly.
Sam swore and called Bucky as soon as he got in his car but got his voicemail and left a brief message.
Y/N was trying to build the crib she had bought, and wasn't doing great at it, when she heard a knock at her door. Her stomach dropped, like it did every time she heard someone at the door since she saw Bucky.
She wasn't thrilled to see Bucky now but was relieved it wasn't Steve. "What do you want Bucky? I'm busy."
"Hi Doll. I wanted to see how you were doing."
She scoffed "Obviously I'm fine so you can leave now."
Bucky shook his head "I'm so sorry. I had to come warn you. I didn't mean to but I messed up and told Sam that I saw you. I told him to keep Steve out of it but you know how he is."
Her eyes grew wide "You did what?!" She screeched and slapped him "What the Hell is wrong with you? I can't deal with him."
Her chest tightened and felt like she couldn't get enough air and she started hyperventilating "P p please Bucky. She's mine!"
Bucky caught her as her knees buckled, smoothly sitting on the couch and pulling her into his lap "Hey, hey it's ok doll. I've got you. I'll help, however you need me. I'm here. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" he whispered into her hair and rubbed her back gently until her breathing calmed.
Y/N tried to get up but between Bucky's hug and her own growing body, could barely move. She tugged on his jacket "You can let go, I'm alright."
Bucky reluctantly eased his grip "Please just let me know what I can do. I'll help you move away or whatever you need."
She shook her head "I can't leave, I'm carrying a super soldier baby and need a doctor with experience with enhanceds. Besides, the only friend I have left is Pepper."
She glared at him "I wish I could say I can't believe you told Sam or that Sam would tell Steve but I can't. I'm pretty sure the three of you share a brain."
She thought for a moment and sighed "Are you any good at putting things together? I've been fighting with that damn crib since yesterday."
Bucky grinned "I'm pretty handy, lead the way."
"Don't get cocky, I'm still pissed at you and if Steve does show up you get to fight him off for me."
Bucky smirked "I guess that means I'm staying here for now."
She stopped and he almost bumped into her "I don't think so, Barnes. I don't need you lurking around my home. Pepper and Happy made sure I have the best security money can buy, I'd be pretty impressed if Steve or even you, could get past it."
"How am I supposed to keep Steve away from you if I'm not with you? You know I-" he stopped when her phone rang.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at the screen 'Sammy'. She shook her head "Oh look, it's Curly. $20 says he told Moe."
She took a deep breath and answered "Hey Sammy, what's up?"
"Hey Y/N, is the cyborg there? He's not answering his phone."
She snickered "Of course Larry is here, Curly. I take it you told Moe? You three are worse than teenagers.
What do you need, Sam?"
Sam sighed "I screwed up, I'm sorry. I think Steve deserved to know but I refuse to give him your contact info."
Y/N scoffed "Yeah, how did you get my contact info? You guys really suck at respecting boundaries, you know? And I'm full up on whatever the great Steve Rogers deserves. I appreciate you not giving him my info but you aren't the only spy he knows. He will find a way."
"I know, I was trying to do the right thing. Still am."
"Right by who, Sam? You know, it doesn't matter. It's done now. I just need to figure things out."
She hung up the phone while Sam was still talking and went to check on Bucky and the crib. She scoffed when she saw he was almost done and it actually looked like the picture.
Bucky looked up at her and grinned before tightening the last screws "How's it look?"
She sighed "Like the picture, asshole. Don't forget to clean up your mess here."
He laughed "That mess was already here when I got here but I'll take care of it anyways."
Y/N left the room grumbling under her breath. "Mister fuckin smart ass super soldier fixes shit I spent all morning on Telling his asshole friends my business and thinks we're all good now."
"To be fair I'm not the one who told Steve and I-"
"Are you sure that's the hill you want to die on? Your actions led to him finding out and that's more stress on this already very high risk pregnancy, so don't fucking nit pick on me."
Bucky put his hands up in surrender "Ok, ok, ok. You're right. I'm sorry, I fucked up. What else can I help you with?"
She lowered herself into a cushioned rocking chair and stretched her legs out. "Well" she thought for a moment, making Bucky nervous "Why don't you bring my foot stool over so I can put my feet up. I'll order lunch. Pepperoni pizza ok? Good."
Bucky found her foot rest, brought it over and gently set her feet up on it, noticing that they were pretty swollen. He sat on her coffee table, gently picked up one foot and started massaging it.
It tickled at first and she tried not to giggle but then he hit the aching arch of her foot and she couldn't hold back a moan, jerking her foot back when she realized.
Bucky smirked and gently pulled the foot back into his lap "It's ok doll, I won't judge. You have any lotion?"
She pointed at the coffee table behind him, he grabbed the lotion, put some on his hand, warmed it up and got back to work.
He didn't mention how touching her skin, feeling her warmth and hearing that moan made him twitch, figuring she wouldn't appreciate it.
After a few minutes, he took her other foot and she looked at him curiously "I'll probably regret asking but where did you learn foot massage? Some kind of Hydra torture method?"
Bucky laughed out loud, throwing his head back and her core clenched at the sound. She noticed how he scrunched up his nose and wanted to touch his face. Or his-. She stopped that train of thought, convincing herself it was just pregnancy hormone induced desire, any man could cause it.
When his laugh calmed she looked away and he cleared his throat "When I was a kid around 10, and my mom was pregnant with my sister Rebecca, she had to work at a drug store after my dad died. Being on her feet all day while pregnant was rough, especially in the later months. I would have dinner ready when she came home and after we ate she would read to me while I rubbed her feet." He choked up a little "She said that our evenings together and those footrubs helped her keep going when things got bad. After Becca was born we kept the routine. She loved reading."
Y/N looked at him sadly and tried to lean forward to wipe a tear off of his face but couldn't reach past her belly and started laughing at herself. A little hysterical. Laughing at him, herself, Sam. She tried to breathe and calm down but it only got worse.
Bucky was beaming, her laugh was beautiful and he promised himself he would do everything he could to make her laugh every day.
He couldn't help but laugh too until he saw her glaring at him again and stopped. "What?"
"What the Hell Barnes? You laughing because the fat pregnant lady can't reach you? That's fucked up."
Buckys face paled and he panicked, they were doing so well. His heart raced "Nn no nonono, doll I wasn't laughing at you, I was- I mean I'm sor-" he looked down.
She poked his leg with her toe and when he looked up her smile was blinding "Gotcha!" and laughed out loud.
Bucky grinned "That's not playing fair, honey. I can't get back at a pregnant woman."
Y/N shook her head "Nope. Don't you even pull that 'fair' crap on me. You owe me big time Barnes and I'll joke on you whenever the mood strikes."
He nodded "Fair enough. I'll be your metaphorical punching bag for now."
She laughed and gently punched his right arm "Who said it would be metaphorical?"
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Over the next few weeks Bucky spent more time at Y/N's brownstone in Queens than his own apartment. He had put together all the baby furniture, painted and helped her organize the babys room, ran all her errands except doctors appointments that he took her to, cleaned and cooked plus rubbing her feet and lower back every night.
Sam came over a couple of times and brought offerings for the baby plus flowers and chocolate for Y/N.
It was a fragile sort of peace that all three of them knew couldn't last. Something was bubbling up and when it boiled over things were going to get messy.
Bucky still hadn't spoken to Steve and didn't really want to. Steve called him a couple of times but Bucky never picked it up or responded to any messages.
Steve started off refusing Sam's calls, then blocked him and when Sam stopped by, Steve's live in nurse always insisted he wasn't feeling well.
Y/N tried not to think about it too much, the pregnancy itself was stressful enough. She had to get check ups every week to be sure and catch any problems early. Judging by her size, weight gain and ultrasound pics Helen Cho figured the baby was over 7lbs already, lungs fully developed, and Y/N was only technically 6 months along. If the baby went over 9lbs they would deliver her by c-section.
She also tried not to think about how handsome Bucky was or how helpful and 'fatherly' he was being. Or how long it had been since she had sex. Or wondering if the serum had enhanced him like it had Steve. If she let herself think about it she would daydream about begging him to ruin her, about going for hours until she begged him to let her rest. She failed to not think about him fucking her into her bed and had too many dreams where he did just that but she always woke up before she finished.
They went for walks through the park to make sure she got her exercise, holding hands and receiving all the compliments on her glow, congrats on the baby, etc.
She was fine until someone commented on what a handsome couple they made and she felt the butterflies moving again, shaking her head.
Bucky just squeezed her hand and thanked them for the compliment.
They were so caught up in each other, without realizing it, that they didn't notice the person following them, taking pictures.
They definitely didn't notice the scowl on that persons face or the growl when he saw they were holding hands and how they looked at each other.
They didn't hear much over the sounds of kids playing outside. Like a bottle hitting a wall and breaking across the street as they went back into her home.
Chapter 8
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p0orbaby · 1 year
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Psalm 41:9
Summary - Tony has suspicions about what happened that fateful night.
Warnings - Some medical talk, language, mentions of drugs and od
Authors note - not me taking months just to post a filler chapter…
Word count - 2k
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The sky was a bruised purple. Dark waves slashed open by pink and blue and orange. It was both eerie and beautiful at once. Wanda pondered briefly, as she stared at the world outside through the window and past her own reflection, if it was an echo of her current situation.
Her friends had all but betrayed her trust. You had abandoned her. Yet she’s gained two precious children. The beings that made up for everything terrible happening right now. They’ve forced her to see that there’s light even at the end of the darkest tunnels.
Though life was rarely fair. Happiness was a luxury. She knew that now, turning to look at you. Beeping machines caging you in. She just needed to figure out if all the pain was worth it in the end. And it was a hard decision to make when the person she would choose to lean on in times like this was the product of her worries. A body hooked to medical devices. Still and pale and half the person you were the last time she saw you.
She sighed in defeat. Slowly sinking herself into the chair Tony gratefully vacated for her. Teary eyes scanning over you, chest heaving with irritation and guilt and everything else that came along with having your spouse in hospital.
Fuck.
How could you be so stupid? After all this time, to slip and have everything you've built together crumble before her eyes. Like a cliff edge disappearing into the choppy sea after years of holding on. Was that what you did? Held on. Grappled for so long you caved and followed what you desired. Corroded with time.
She thought therapy was helping. The two of you were in a good position. Things were healthy. Or so she was led to believe.
Perhaps she was the stupid one after all.
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The fresh air helped him get clarity.
Deep breaths and pacing were the foundations of Tony Stark's relatively stable mind.
Wanda had come to see you so he thought best to give her some alone time. She looked tired. Understandable after giving birth. Angry from being told you’d overdosed. Disappointed. Alone.
It was a shock to everyone. Sure you’d had your problems. You’d been dealt a hard life, but Wanda and her patience had really turned you around. So to get a call from Natasha to say you’d been admitted for drugs was not something he’d have ever expected. Not anymore. Not at this point in your life.
Which is what didn’t sit right with him.
How it seemingly went from zero to sixty in one night.
He thought about what could’ve happened as he used the toe of his shoe to kick stray stones along the path of the hospital gardens. It couldn’t have been work stress because you were on leave. Strict Instructions from him and Maria to stay away from anything company related. You’d not fallen out with Wanda from what he knew. Or Natasha, Bucky or himself. You’d been to see Clint on the farm a few weeks back and he’d given sound reports. Therapy was going well. Nothing at all out of the ordinary.
His mind was drawing a blank. Tony Stark had finally been stumped. It unsettled him.
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A sudden ringing from beside him made him jump. He wasn’t expecting any calls, opting to take a few days to spend with Peggy upstate. But alas, as the sun was setting and the sky turned to ink, Steve’s phone vibrated next to him as they both laid lazily on the couch.
He slipped from beneath his wife with an apologetic look, but she just waved him off with a wink, laying her head back down. “Hey Tony, what’s up?”
“Oh nothing much, scouting the hospital grounds, critiquing the canteen food. Terrible by the way, I wouldn’t recommend it. How’s your pit stop trip going? Peggy making you run around for her I hope”
“Fine, good. Tony, you know I like talking to you right? But now's not a good-“
“I know I’m sorry. I am, but it’s important. It’s about Y/N”
“Tony-“
“Y/N’s overdosed. She’s in hospital.
Before your start it’s nothing major, in theory. The doctors are keeping her under for observation”
“Shit. I’m sorry, I didn’t know”
Steve walked to the sliding back door and stepped out onto the patio. The small lake behind the garden fence glimmered in what little light the evening provided. The moon just about peaking through the curtains of velvet sky. Reflecting halos on the rippling water.
“No sweat. She’ll pull through. She always does”
“Well if there's anything I can do to help then don’t hesitate to ask”, Steve offered, chest tightening slightly at the thought of you in a hospital bed.
“There was one thing actually. You can say no, but I’d be really grateful if you could help me out”
By the tone of his friend's words, Steve knew that it wouldn’t be as simple as just picking him some fresh clothes or collecting Morgan up from school. He took a deep breath before letting Tony continue.
“No one can find her phone. We don’t know where she went last night. There’s nothing online about anything either”
Steve knew where Tony was going with this. All he could do was let out a sigh. Run his hand over his face. Lean against the railing of the terrace.
“Tone, I can’t go digging up information on a case that doesn’t exist. Police resources aren’t used like that”
“What if I make it a case? I can file a report about excessive drug activity in the city. Or I could go to the mayor…”
Just hearing his friend ramble on upset him. His plans wouldn’t go anywhere. Of course authorities knew about the drug problem. There’s just too much to do to stop it. And the mayor will just laugh in his face. Tell him to keep his nose out of places it doesn’t belong. Stark or not, he didn’t listen to anyone.
“Tony stop. Okay just, slow down, alright. I’ll help. But it has to be under wraps. No tv. No papers. Nothing. I’m not having a repeat of last time”
“Yes, thank you. No, I get it. I’ll be quiet, I swear. I just want you to find her phone and see where she was last night. Maybe find her on CCTV or something”
Steve’s eye caught something in his periphery. It was Peggy leaning against the frame of the sliding door in her robe. She must’ve overheard some of the conversation because the look on her face was one Steve hated. Disappointment. Worry.
“I promise. I won’t even tell Pepper. Well I might have to but she-“
“Goodnight Tony. I’ll talk to you soon” was all Steve said before he hung up. Flinging his phone onto the patio furniture with a bounce.
“Duty calls?” Peggy asked, reaching out for Steve’s hands to pull him back inside.
All Steve did was nod and wonder why he let himself get dragged into these situations.
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Bucky was sitting on the edge of the bed when Natasha walked out of the bathroom, towel in hand, drying her hair from the shower.
“Everything alright?” She asked when she noticed him running his hands through his hair. Leaving an unruly mess in its wake.
“Tony’s asked Steve to help him find out some details about the night Y/N was admitted”. His voice was gravelly, laced with tiredness and something else she couldn’t quite pinpoint.
“That’s good isn’t it? That they’ve found something concrete enough to get the police involved”. Her back was turned to him as she placed her dirty clothes in the laundry basket and rummaged around her dresser for something to wear. But even facing away from him, she could feel the tension radiating from his broad frame behind her.
“No, they’ve not found anything. Steve’s doing it under the table”
His voice muffled slightly as she pulled one of his old T-shirts over her head. “Oh, right. Well if Steve has agreed then there must be some validity to it. All of this, with Y/N I mean, is out of the blue even with her history. Just last week she said-“
“Steve’s asked me if I can help him”. Natasha tried to make her shock as invisible as possible, but Bucky’s eyes met hers when she spun around and sucked in a harsh, involuntary breath.
“Buck”
“I know what you’re going to say, and I want to tell him I can’t. But it’s Steve, and he wouldn’t agree to do this for no reason. Y/N’s our friend, we have to help somehow”
“Not like this though Bucky. You can’t be starting all this again, you’ve just about gotten over what happened on deployment. And then we’ve got our own plans on top of that. Starting a family-“
“What the fuck am I supposed to do? Say no and have him do it alone?”
“Took the words right out of my mouth”
Bucky stood from where he was perched to pace around the room in frustration. “You know that’s not an option, Nat”
“And why not? Why can’t we just accept that what’s happened was a massive slip up? That Y/N needs medical help, people to support her. Not my husband playing vigilante to look for something that probably isn’t there”
“She’s our friend,” he countered.
“And you almost got killed the last time you followed someone into the firing line”
“That was different and you know it. How can you compare what happened out there with this? We’re not in some foreign desert, Natalia”
Bucky looked wild. An animal back into a corner.
Defenses raised and ready to pounce. She shouldn’t have mentioned the war, but she needs him to see that what he’s planning to do is dangerous. Stupid even. But now defusing the situation was probably her best bet.
“Bucky, please take some time to think about this. We’ll talk about it all properly tomorrow. Just, come to bed. Get some sleep, we’ve had a long day”
She reached an arm out towards him, palm facing upwards ready for him to take a hold of, but all he did was walk past her. Pushing her hand out of his path as he headed to the bedroom door.
“I’m going to sleep in the guest room” was all he said before the door clicked behind him. Leaving Natasha alone in the soft glow of the lamp on her nightstand.
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“Is it done?”
The voice was tinny over the phone. Crackling and quite as if they were headed through a tunnel.
“Yeah, it’s done. Left her in the alley at the back of the building. Doubt anyone got to her in time”
A door slammed in the background. Footsteps tapping on what sounded to be a gravel path.
“Good. I’m presuming you want the rest of your payment?”
“Well, I didn’t just kill someone for free now did I? I can meet you at the same spot as last time”.
“Sarcasm doesn’t look good on you, my dear”.
keys turning in a lock. Hushed voices covered by a palm over the reviver. “We’ll give you a call in a few days. But it’ll be a drop off, meeting last time was risky”
“Sure, but if it’s not there, I’m not going to be very happy. I can’t stick around here for too long”
There was a scoff and a chuckle before they answered, “sweetheart, you’ll get it when we decide to give it to you”, then the line was dead. A monotone beep filled the room. Phone bouncing off the mattress on the floor as it’s thrown with a sigh.
The stars that blinked languidly over the city bore witness to the shattered shards of a dangerous puzzle.
Across the city, wife, brother, friends and foe, all vital parts in a game none of them knew they were playing.
While you laid there, dragging your way through the fog. Looking for a break in the clouds.
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irishhappiness · 1 year
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Hellu 😁 i kinda have a lil request: how about The Avengers are on a mission, Steve finds that out that Reader got froze like him. She was Steve's (pre-serum) first love. Reader is mad a Steve because he left her for Peggy and then Loki appears revealing they're happily married with a lil girl (who reaveals to looks like Steve's) and they're just shocked.
Like I don't know how to write this things, you can add/change stuffs
Hello little Snowflake ❄️❄️
I am so so so flattered that you sent me a request and believe enough in me to execute your idea. ❤️💗 It's my first one and I am so happy. 🥰❤️. I didn't thought it will happen at all.
Anyway, I loved your idea so so much. It was really original. I like the contrast between Steve and Loki's personnalities and the apparition of PreSerum Steve. I love pre-serum Stevie. ❤️
I hope that you will like where my inspiration went. I am thinking about doing a part on the Reader and Loki relationship to understand how they met, fell in love and became a family. So there will be also more of Steve and Reader relationship in it well she can't fall in love with Loki without talking about her first love. If you are interested to read this, don't hesitate to tell me and I will prioritize it.😊
Summary: go read the ask 😊 .
Pairing: Ex Steve Rogers x 40’s Female Reader – Husband Loki x 40’s Female Reader
Word Count : 3241
Warnings: nothing than I can think of except some angst
A/N: I am thinking about creating a moodboard for this request so I will update this post one when I will have done it.
Dividers by @silkholland 💗
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"Steve. I think you should see this."
Natasha was reading some files left by Hydra. It felt like they didn't change the data base to new technologies. It was still paper files which in a way was not toO bad considering that the computers didn’t work. What interested her was that Steve's name was under the picture of a young woman from the 40s. She gave him the file. When he opened it, he froze. It was a picture of his first love. The one person that loved him for him. The one that loved him before the serum, before Captain America. A lot of memories of the two of you hit him. The first time that you talked to him, the first time that you laugh at one of his jokes, when you told him that you wanted to be his girlfriend and that you loved him. He remembered your fights regarding the serum and the army. He remembered breaking your heart and how you through him away of the apartment, how his clothes and belongings where on the street when he came back a few hours later to pick them up. He kept a stoic face, not letting any emotion show.
He looked at your image before starting to read. Under your picture was written "Steve Rogers girlfriend." They took you because they thought you could hurt him. He read every single words, twice then three times and again and again and they broke him. They gave you the serum so you could be use to hurt him and froze you when he went in the ice. They used you because you knew him. You didn’t deserve this.
There was no more details. He didn't know if you were still alive or not. Hydra was supposed to wake you when or if he would but he never heard or saw you since he woke up ten years ago.
"We need to find what happened to her."
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Two months have passed since Steve discovered that you were alive. He was impatient to find a response.
"Friday, do you have any lead."
"Not yet Captain Rogers."
"How hard can it be? Are you not supposed to be omniscient?"
"Friday, please forgive Captain Rogers for his temper."
"Thank you Mister Barnes."
Bucky went to Steve. He knew how hard it was for him to know what happened to you. Him too was hurting. You were his best friend, a little sister that he never wanted to suffer or in danger. He didn't know if you were alive. Your name was never mentioned in his presence when he was in Hydra. He was scared to know what happened to you. Did they really froze you ? What happened before under the serum and the experiences ? If you were alive, he doubt that you will be the sweet and loving girl that you once were. He still hoped he was wrong.
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A month later, Friday finally reconstituted your journey. She knew your address and gave it to Steve.
"Do you want us to come, just in case?"
Tony didn't know how to deal with this, neither the others.
"I don't think she will be dangerous but with Hydra, I guess we never know. We don't really know what they did to her."
"That's settle, we are coming with you."
All the avengers decided to come with him. They weren’t sure if it was necessary but he would have back up if needed. He didn’t even know if it was really you. He didn’t know neither if he hoped it was you or not. He didn’t want you to have suffer more that necessary.
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You were in your daughter bedroom with her and your husband. You were smiling and laughing. It was a really good day when you heard a knock on the door. You saw your dark haired husband starting to stand up but you took his hand.
"Enjoy her. I will see who is it."
He gave you a kiss and you left the room telling your little girl that you were coming back. You took another look, smiling at the scene. You couldn’t be happier. You had the family that you always wished for.
When you opened the door, your smile dropped. He couldn’t be in front of you. There was a reason why you were in the city in the middle of nowhere in Sweden. It was because you wanted a life without him or Hydra or anything bad. It worked for a few years. Your face was hard, you started to get angry again. Angry at him and what he did to you. You didn’t want these emotions to consume you. You could see that he wasn’t alone and that there was a lot of Avengers behind him. You recognize them of course. When you saw Bucky, you smiled at him. You knew he was alive even if you didn’t understand how. You look back at the one that broke your heart, all happy emotion gone.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to see if it was you. If you were alive."
"I am, no thanks to you. Why do you care?"
"I always cared about you."
You laughed. It wasn't an happy laugh but a cruel one.
"No you didn't and you know it. If you did, you never would've broke my heart."
"Y/N, please."
"Don't "please” me Steve. I don't know why you came. If I didn’t took contact with you when I woke up, there is a reason.” You crossed your arms, “ When I told you eighty years ago that I never wanted to see you again, I still mean it."
"Y/N, I..."
You heard the sound of your daughter getting closer.
"Hu dada, faster. We need to find Mommy."
You turned your head to see your daughter pig back ridding your husband while laughing. He stopped seeing you talking to familiar faces that he wishes he would never see again. Your daughter couldn't understand what was happening and by her dad stopped.
"Daddy, you need to move if we want to rescue Mommy."
"Brother? What are you doing in this home?"
Thor looked at his brother. It's been years since he didn't saw him. It was after New York's attack. Loki arrived to escaped the team. Thor tried to find him but he never did. He looked realms far away but never thought about looking on Earth. Hearing Loki’s name, the Avengers charged their weapons. You took a look at them and told them that if they tried something, it will be their end. Loki wasn’t who he was before. They kept their weapon on. If you were with the God of Mischiefs, you couldn’t be on the good side. Loki duplicated himself to protect you while he put down his daughter. She tugged herself in his legs. Lena was never shy but there was to many people that she didn’t know and her mom didn’t seem happy to see them so she didn’t trust them. His duplicate was standing in front of you. He didn’t want something to happen to you because of what he did years ago. You touch his arm.
“ Let down your weapons and everything will be fine. If you are looking for a fight, we can do that too. “
They looked at you as if you were delusional. Steve was too baffle to say anything. His look was shifting between you and the little girl. She looked nothing like you or Loki. She was blond with piercing blue eyes and her shy smile was like his.
"Is she...?"
"Yours? No, she is Loki's."
"She looks like me."
"And he took care of her since she was born."
"Y/N."
Lena felt a change in your voice. She didn't like it. She knew that meant troubles when you took that ton.
"Daddy ? Why is Mommy mad? Did the monsieur hurt her?"
Loki put himself at his daughter high. He was looking at him with so much love and compassion.
"It's complicated Baby girl. Why aren't we going outside to play? It’s a nice weather."
"Yeeeah."
She jumped and run to the living room’s door. His duplicate was still protecting you while the Avengers were still in position. He looked at Thor.
“If you want to play with her and to know her, all of you need to step down.”
Thor didn’t know what to do. Years ago, New York was destroyed because of the Raven haired man. He didn’t pay for his crimes. However, Loki seemed so sweet with this little girl. Little girl that looked nothing like him but everything like one of his enemy. Thor  found it strange that Loki took this baby girl like if she was his; maybe he grow up. After all, he always knew that his brother was more that just what he seemed to appear. Thor asked the Avengers to follow him but to not engaged to anything and let their weapons on the table to prove Loki that they will not do anything against him. Well it was up to Loki.
You hugged Bucky for a while before he left you and Steve alone. He knew that you had to talk. When everybody left, you didn't let Steve in. You kept him outside, on the front porch, closing your door. You were still so mad at him. The time that you passed in the ice didn’t change anything.
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Steve broke the silence first.
"How is it possible?"
"Well we use to sleep together before you left me for this girl that you didn’t know.”
“Y/N, please. It was a long time ago.”
“A long time ago? It was six years ago for me. You left me for her because she was in the Army and I was just this poor city girl that preferred peace instead of war.”
You almost yelled.
“I don’t know how it’s possible that she is not dead. I was pregnant for 70 years and apparently the serum must have worked really well. Either on you or on Me.”
“I am so sorry that you had to go through that because of me.”
“Keep your apologies for someone who cares. I don’t. You left my life that day and I don’t want to see you again in it. It’s enough that she reminds me of you every single day. ”
You loved your daughter more than everything in the world. You wouldn't change a thing but she looked like your first love. She had without knowing it some of his expressions even if she took most of them from you and Loki.
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The Avengers were in your backyard, looking at Loki play with Lena. They tried to understand how it was possible that she was looking like Steve and not him. Why was he taking care of her ? It was so difficult to understand. Not that long ago he tried to destroy NY and take over the world. Now he was playing daddy with someone looking like one of his enemy.
After playing a bit with Thor, Lena went to Bucky who was standing looking intensely at her. It was like she could feel a connection between them. She wasn’t at all scared of his metal arm which he found strange.
“Do you wanna play with me?”
Bucky looked at her blue eyes and shy smile. They were the same as his best friend even if he could see some resemblance with you. She had your politeness and she was moving from right to left like you were doing when you were nervous. He looked at the God to be sure he will not be dead if he tried anything. The giant nodded positively at the Soldier.
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You have been arguing with Steve for a while now. You didn’t want him to be part of your life or you daughter’s. He destroyed you so much that you didn’t want him to do it to her. Even after all this years, he was still fighting. He could never let himself be without a war. You didn’t want Lena to suffer like you did when he chose to go to the army and take the serum without telling you. You still remember how it went and you knew at that moment and even before that you weren’t enough for him and will never be. He had to much things to prove to himself even if you told him that he was enough for you. He never believe you and that hurt that he believed her. You know that he did.
Steve didn’t want to fight anymore. He just wanted to be part of his daughter’s life if you let him and yours. You were both the last connection of what he knew before going to into the Ice with the exception of Bucky.
“Y/N, I know you will never forgive me but please for our child? Can we try again?”
You looked at him.
“We can’t. She doesn’t deserve to suffer and I am sure that you will hurt her. Maybe not intentionally but you will and I can’t let that happen. Moreover; I am pregnant with Loki’s and happily married to him. He makes me happier than you ever did and he isn’t going to break my heart. I trust him more than I ever trusted you. I can’t let you be in her life. I want her to have a stable family with Loki and I.”
“She is my child, you can’t keep her away from me.”
“You didn’t want a family with me. You left me for someone else, you wanted to leave an adventurous life and have perfect children with Peggy. Well, she is one hundred years old now and that’s not my problem. Go find someone else that will have your child. Lena is mine.”
You went back inside, not giving him time to say something more. You couldn’t deal with him. You needed time even if you were sure that you will never change your mind.
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Loki could feel your brain work. You had been like this for a month now. He tried to give you space. He knew that you saw Bucky several times and that you talked about Steve and if you should let him see Lena or not. He wanted you to talk to him about this but you weren’t ready. However, he wanted to help you. He looked at you while you were laying on your bed.
“It’s ok if you want Steve to be in her life.”
You didn’t really know how to respond to that.
“I don’t want him to hurt her like he hurt  me. What if he leaves her?”
“I don’t think he will. I know he wounded you but she is his child. He will do everything to protect her and I will do everything too. If he hurts her, he will have to answer to me.”
You looked at him. You loved him so much. You knew that he will do anything to protect you and Lena. You were his family and his everything like they were yours.
“I need you to promise me something.”
“Anything.”
“When the baby will be born, please don’t prefer her because she is biologically yours.”
Loki looked at you. This Baby will be biologically his but Lena was as much his as the one growing inside you. She was his daughter and nothing will change that. He loved her too much and he will give his life for her. Inside of him, he knew she was the reason why he found you.
“I will never do that. You know what happened to me, what Odin did. I will never do that to my princess.”
“I know, I know, it’s just… I don’t want her to lose you.”
“Darling, she will never lose me. She is my child, our child. I love her with all my heart. Having another baby with you will never, ever change this. I promise.”
He hugged you and kissed you on the forehead. You stayed silenced for a moment.
“Do you really think I should give Steve a chance?”
“I think so. I mean, I am not a big fan of him and I am not saying that you have to forgive him if you don't feel like to. However, she’s his child and one day she will ask why she doesn’t look like any of us, why she can’t turn blue like her sister or brother. Not that I am sure she will be.”
“She or he probably will and she will be as beautiful as her father.”
You always liked Loki’s Giant form. He looked amazing and you always wanted him when he was letting himself be his true form. You had to tell him for a long time that he was beautiful before he finally saw it himself.
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You asked Bucky to tell Steve that you agree to talk to him. Bucky was Steve best friend but also yours. You were friends since you were fourteen. He didn't want to change that. He didn't want to take side neither. He would do anything for both of you. He could understand why you were mad but he also knew that Steve regretted what happened to you and what he did. This is why is tried to make you take contact with the Steve while he was saying to his best friend to give you time. It seemed like his dream was becoming true.
You met at a coffee first. You didn't want him to see Lena if he wasn't ready to agree with your terms. You arrived a bit early but saw that he was already there. He might have been here for a while. It took you all the courage to go to him. You wanted to leave. You were still angry and him and will always be.
"Hi."
"Hi."
You order something to drink and to eat. When you were nervous, you could always eat like ten. The Serum and being in the ice didn't change this.
You talk about what he could say or do with your daughter. You told him that for the moment, you didn't want to introduce him as her dad but as someone that you knew. She will not understand it. She was too young and Loki was her father. You will tell her a bit later when she will trust him and when you will too. For the moment, everything was too fresh. You told him that at first, he will not be alone with her. Either you or Loki will be with them or in the same room to make sure that Lena felt comfortable. He agreed to everything. He knew that he didn't have a choice even if he didn't trust Loki to not hurt you. He destroyed half of the city. How could he be the father of your daughter ? He didn’t want Lena to go on a dark path or be injured because of him. However, he did hurt you so it was hypocritical of him.
You agreed that he will see her in a week to let Lena process everything. It was the beginning of a new relationship. The trust was to build but maybe, just maybe one day things will be better between you too for the wellbeing of your daughter and Loki’s.
Part 2 - prologue
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I'll Not Forget You
Here's the prologue to I'll Not Forget You. The link leads you to the other chapters uploaded on AO3. I will include a poll in the near-future to see if people want me to upload the other chapters onto Tumblr. The overall summary for this fic: After waking up with Steve from under the ice you are hired by Fury and do light field work for S.H.I.E.L.D. still grappling with the feelings of losing Bucky.
Prologue
2011, NEW YORK
The first thing you registered was the sound of a radio. It was a little bit scratchy, but it worked nonetheless. You stayed there a few moments, feeling the lightest breeze across your face. A tiny tendril of your hair ghosted over your cheek and upper lip. You took a deep breath, opened your eyes, and sat up, trying to think about something, place yourself. You were wearing a t-shirt with the emblem of the Strategic Scientific Reserve on the front and pants.    
You saw a man–Steve–a number of feet from you in a bed of his own. He appeared to be sleeping, wearing the same shirt as you, sprawled on his back. Boots on his feet, which made you look down at your own. Nope, just socks, but a pair of shoes right on the floor near the end of the bed. The radio was still playing, but you weren’t paying attention, you were focused on placing yourself in the in moment.     
What time is it? Where am I? Remember. Steve, Captain America. One of your best friends. Hydra. The war. S.S.R. Peggy Carter. You tried to recall the last thing you remember. Your answer to any type of panic, call on your friends. Convenient Steve was there.    
“Steve. Steve!” Steve opened his eyes, slowly swinging his legs over the side of the bed, using his arms to prop himself up to face you.    
As he sat up, you took in the room, the space around you. The room was a fair size. Not large, but not tiny. The bottom half of the walls were painted blue. An all too familiar blue. Bucky. Your other best friend. He…he died .    
You pushed the thought out of your mind for the time being and continued taking in the room. The top half of the walls were painted white and a small nightstand was between you and Steve’s bed with a lamp, a pitcher of water, a cup, and a washcloth on it. The lamp was on, odd since the sun was shining in. There was a chair in the corner andne open window where the breeze must have been coming from. A light switch near the door, across the room from you.    
Your attention returned to Steve who looked to be in deep concentration over something. You wondered for a moment what was going through his head before you said his name again. Everything felt foggy and some part of you would find solace in hearing Steve’s voice. “Steve!”    
He shook his head, a look of concentration still plastered on his face. “Radio.”
Before you could understand what he meant a woman walked in. She was beautiful, long brown, curly hair, placed neatly behind her ears. White shirt with a collar. Black tie. Black skirt.    
She tilted her head to the side, before closing the door, gently behind her. “Good morning.” The breeze from the windows picked up again.    
You and Steve both turn to face her, Steve it with concern written all over his face. You took a deep, long breath trying to settle yourself in the moment. Before you could even think to respond, Steve spoke up.     
“Where are we?” You just nodded. Good question, Steve . Your brain was too fogged over to think of anything else.      
The woman, presumably a nurse, gave a small smile, placing her hands behind herself. “You are in New York. In a recovery room.” She gave another smile.    
You just nodded, but Steve looked over his shoulder at the radio on a dresser in the corner. You realized the radio was still playing, but this time you started actually listening to what was being said. The guy on the radio talking about the Dodgers. Steve, looked back at the nurse, your ears still listening to the radio before you understood what Steve had meant by radio. Before Steve could say anything you found your voice, your first words besides ‘Steve’ being uttered. “New York? Are we actually in New York, ma’am?” Is this some sick trick on Hydra’s end? Am I dead?      
The nurse gave a confused look, blinking a few times at the questions. She cleared her throat before speaking. “What do you mean, ma’am? Yes, we are in New York.” She gave a slightly awkward smile. Something didn’t sit right in your gut.     
You and Steve were on the same wavelength at this point because Steve spat out the words you were thinking. Not word for word, but the idea was there. “The game that the gentleman is announcing. That was a game from 1941. I was at the game.”   
You nodded your head. Why would a game from 1941 be played over the radio if it’s 1944? The look of confusion grew on your face as the nurse appeared to shift uncomfortably. You and Steve both glanced at each other without turning your heads before your gaze returned back to the nurse. Steve stood walking towards the woman. She wasn’t a nurse in your mind, not anymore. Something in your gut told you to run. You side-eyed the shoes at the edge of the bed as you pulled them on, as subtle as possible.   
“I’m going to ask one more time.” Steve sounded ten times more authoritative this time, looking down at the woman, a foot from her. “Where are we?”   
“Sir, Captain Rogers.” She said, calmly, not moving a muscle though you saw something in her hand a bright red blinking.     
You’d seen enough bloodshed. Your gut did not like this and you did what you thought of in that moment. You hadn’t seen Bucky fall, but you knew he had. Hydra had taken enough of your friends. This strange woman was not about to hurt the one friend and thing you were sure of. You immediately stood and walked up to Steve’s side.
“Where are we,” Steve demanded before the door opened and two men dressed in black entered causing you to take a step back. Steve jumped forward shoving the women and two men out of the way. Your instinct was simply to follow.   
Steve pushed them both, through a wall which only lead to another room, a larger room. You followed Steve. It was a larger room and you couldn’t care to look around you. There were doors and that was something. You ran towards them, Steve taking just a moment to look take in the rather bland surrounding of the room.    
You heard the woman shouting desperately, “Captain Rogers! Ma’am! Wait.”     
You weren’t stopping, and neither was Steve. You both ran through the doors into a long hallway—men and women dressed in suits. The wall opposite was just windows. Everyone seemed to turn their heads in your direction. Adrenaline was coursing through your body.        
You heard the woman shouting again. “All agents. Code 13. I repeat, Code 13.”     
Upon those words, you swear every person in that hall suddenly ran at you and Steve ran towards what appeared to be more doors. You didn’t know where they led, but it meant somewhere else so you followed Steve, running as quickly as possible. The doors led outside and all you could see were people and cars speeding down the road. A large building looming over you. You pushed people out of your way as you ran into the street and across to the other side only to see Steve run down the road. You ran after him. Damned serum makes you too fast for me, Steve. You finally caught up with him as multiple black, fancy-looking cars surrounded you and Steve.      
“Damnit.” You muttered as you and Steve stood back to back, walking in circles against each other to check your surroundings. Above you, open skies. All around you large signs and moving pictures. There was too much around you, you couldn’t think. You were overwhelmed. Your heart rate felt like it could rocket you billions of miles from where you were standing. You tried to take a deep breath. Some mysterious voice said something, but you didn’t make it out. Everything blurred. You were plummeting towards the earth. The last thing you remember was Steve standing over you saying your name and then everything went black.
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Summer Lovin’ pt2
Summary: Everyone learns the truth about Peggy and Everly’s past. Bucky and Steve lend an ear, and both men make it clear who their heads have turned to.
Pairing: Everly(Reader) X Steve Rogers, Everly(R) X BuckyBarnes, Jake Jensen X Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff X Bucky Barnes. Past Everly(R) X Colin Shea, Past Peggy X Colin Shea, Past Everly(R) X Brock Rumlow.
Rating: Mature!
Warnings: Anger, yelling, talks of cheating, talks of post physical abuse, talks of death, flirting.
A/N: I am loving this story and the drama is only getting started! 🤭
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All you see is red and if Natasha hadn’t been right behind you, your fist would have found Peggy’s jaw in about three seconds. “Easy, there.” Natasha says as she catches your hand and spins you back to face her. “She’s not worth getting kicked out.” She says as she squeezes your shoulders.
“That’s why you looked so familiar! Fuck you!” You yell as Natasha moves you away, wanting to create distance between you and Peggy.
“What the hell is going?” Bucky asks as he runs up beside you.
“Why is everyone screaming?” Jake asks as he walks up with Wanda.
“Everly, it’s not what it looks like!” Steve exclaims as he shoves Peggy off of him.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it, Steven.” Peggy says trying to be flirty but missing the mark completely. Steve turns to her, his piercing gaze quieting her quickly.
“My name is Steve. Not Steven. And I didn’t like it. In fact I was telling you to slow down and to stop. Short of throwing you on the ground I don’t know what else I could have done.” Steve exclaims before he quickly crosses over the lawn to you. “Please Everly, let me explain-“ you cut him off with a glare of your own.
“We will handle this later,” your gaze shifts over his shoulder to Peggy. “You just can’t help stealing men who aren’t yours, can you?!” You yell. Peggy scoffs and walks closer, hands on her hips and her nose in the air.
“I have no idea what you are talking about, Everly. This is the name of the game. Everyone flirts and switches partners the whole time. Don’t get so hurt about it.” She tries to brush off your comment, she thinks you won’t. That you won’t air the dirty laundry between you two, but she has underestimated you.
“Well, what about in life? Huh?! Is it ‘the name of the game’ to sleep with someone else’s boyfriend?!” You yell, you don’t mean to but the way Peggy is taken aback makes you feel better about yelling. Bucky and Steve look at you and then back at Peggy. Natasha scoffs and glares at the woman still holding her head high.
“Wait?” Bucky asks. “You are the woman who broke up Everly’s last relationship?”
“Because you had an affair with her boyfriend.” Steve continues.
“The one and only. Took me hearing her say those same disgusting words to Steve to remember where I had seen her before.” You answer for her. Peggy’s eyes shift quickly as she looks at everyone, thinking on her feet.
“For the record, Everly, Colin had me fooled as well. I thought he was single, granted newly single but I didn’t know you two were still together.” Peggy convincingly explains, but you know better. You know what you heard that day.
✨7 months ago✨
You just got home from work, dropping your keys in the bowl by the door and setting your bags down. You were suppose to go straight over to your parents house but you forgot your suitcase that morning before you left. You’ll need it for the week away so you just decide to stop by the apartment and grab it before you head out, maybe get a little goodbye in with Colin before the long week you’ll be spending apart. Your first sign should have been the Colin’s shirt tossed over the back of the couch. He never leaves his clothes laying around like that because he knows how it bothers you. But you tell yourself it’s because he thinks he’s alone for the week, he’s probably just getting a head start on acting like a slob. The next should have been the open bottle of wine on the coffee table, because he knows how you hate wasting good wine. You tell yourself that he’s gonna come back and finish it. Sadly the one you couldn’t explain away, the one that stopped you in your tracks, the one that made you speechless, was the woman’s voice coming from behind the closed bedroom door. You hear Colin’s familiar sounds, the ones that make you melt, that make you respond in a similar ways. Sound that only you can pull from him. Yet now in your bed, in your room, in your apartment some other woman is pulling those sounds from his mouth. Your boyfriend, the one that just asked your dad for his permission to marry you. The boyfriend who always promised to never hurt you, is now breaking every trust he helped you rebuild and reopening every old scar he had helped heal. “Next time we are doing this at my place.” The woman says. ‘Next time?’ You think, ‘how long has this been going on?’ The mystery women continues. “I hate sleeping with you while there is a picture of the two of you on the damn wall.” You are enraged, ‘of course there are pictures of me and my boyfriend, in my damn house!’ You scream in your mind, doing your best to stay silent so you can hear what Colin says back.
“We have to stop this. This isn’t going anywhere, I love Everly.” Colin groans, hearing the pleasure in his voice. As he says they have to stop he pushes himself farther over the edge.
“I know, and I don’t care, touch me.” The woman answers back and then you hear her hushed moans. Your feet are moving before you can comprehend what’s happening. You swing open the bedroom door, letting it slam back again the wall. Colin jumps out of bed and stands next to it while facing the door. Meeting your gaze, he instantly feels regret and remorse but he knows better than to speak. You walk past him and grab your suitcase and the last couple things on your nightstand. There is a picture of you and Colin staring back at you as you turn to leave the room, all you do is take it off the wall and drop it to the ground. Glass breaks everywhere and the picture is ripped by the glass shards. You don’t look back as you walk down the hall and out the front door, not even caring to slam it. Tears fill your eyes on the elevator ride as you call your mom to tell her you are on your way home.
✨Present day✨
You cock your eyebrow and go in for the kill. “Oh really, Peggy?!? Because as you were actively fucking my boyfriend you said, and I quote, ‘Next time we are doing this at my place. I hate sleeping with you while there is a picture of you two on your damn wall.’ Then when he told you he loved me and that his affair with you wasn’t going anywhere you said, ‘I know, I don’t care. Touch me.” You walk closer to her. “You knew the whole time so don’t try and play sweet now!” You snap at her. “I just wanna know why?!” You ask. Natasha inching closer just in case she needs to restrain you from punching Peggy and getting kicked off the island. “Why did you go after Colin knowing he was taken. Why did you go after Steve knowing he was taken. What did I ever do to you?!!” You yell and Peggy crosses her arms as she shakes her head as she starts to walk away. “No! You don’t get to just walk away from this.” You chase after her, she turns around quickly and you two are face to face.
“I knew him first!” She yells. You stand your ground and refusing to look away. The group behind you shuffles and you hear Jake whisper to Wanda.
“Wait, so Peggy knew Steve too?” Wanda pats his face and quietly says ‘no’. Peggy rolls her eyes having heard Jake.
“I worked with Colin, we were sleeping together, nothing serious but I thought maybe we would eventually become something more. But then he starts going on and on about ‘the most amazing girl he’s ever met’. Even after fucking me, he was going on and on about you!” She screams. She takes a step back and you allow her that, giving her the space she needs if only for a moment. “About 2 years into our arrangement he stopped mentioning you so I thought, ‘this is my chance.’ So I made a move and he shot me down, saying he ‘had a lot on his mind’. He pushed me away and whenever I came over he wouldn’t even let me in his apartment.” Peggy looks off to the side and shakes her head. “Turns out you had already moved in. He had ‘a lot on his mind’ because you showed up on his doorstep one day begging for a place to stay. And because he was so in love with you, he folded to your every ask. He chose you over me and then for the next 3 years of my life I was kept at a distance- I had lost my friend! Because of you!” Your mind races with so many thoughts, connecting the dots and becoming even angrier. This time you choose quiet rage,
“I don’t care who knew him first, Peggy. He wasn’t with you when we started dating but you seduced him back into your arms. He’s not faultless in this, it’s his fault as much as it’s yours. So no explanation will make me ‘see things your way.’ You were sleeping with someone else’s man and you are trying to justify it, but there is no justification. And now you’re just being vindictive against me and going after Steve. Grow up, Peggy.” You turn and walk away, she tries to get the last laugh.
“You moved in while we were still- we were still something, Everly! You aren’t any better!” She yells, you spin around debating whether to tell the truth and spill sensitive information on camera.
“I had known Colin for 5 years. He knew about my previous relationship and when I needed help he let me move in. I had only been with Colin for 2 years when I caught the two of you together. There was a whole year between the end of your arrangement with him and when we started dating. So again, there is no explanation that makes anything you did okay.” You turn and walk away, past the others who throw glances towards Peggy and call after you as you walk away, heading into the villa and up to the bedroom.
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You sit on the terrace overlooking the whole villa. Your knees tucked to your chest and your arms wrapped around your legs. Tears drip down your face and drop onto your legs as you silently cry. “Ugh Everly, get over it.” You say to yourself, “It’s been almost 7 months and he never even tried to apologize.” You hear a knock on the terrace door and your head turns to see who it is. He leans against the doorframe, his blue eyes are gentle and kind as he looks over you with concern. “Hi, Bucky.” You say quietly. He gently smiles and walks through the door closing it behind him.
“For the record Steve and I played rock, paper, scissors to see who would get to talk to you first.” He smiles as he sits next to you and you gently smile. “So don’t think he didn’t want to talk to you, cause he really did. He wanted to explain everything, but I wanted to check on you,” you meet his gaze and more tears fall. He lays his hand on your head and strokes your hair. “So how are you doing?” You let out a sad laugh.
“I’m angry, Bucky. At Peggy, at Colin, hell even a little at Steve.” You look at Bucky who is about to defend his friend. “And yes I know he was trying to get her to stop while still being respectful, but sometimes you just gotta be a little rude.” Bucky laughs and nods.
“Yeah, well Steve is rarely rude.” Bucky shrugs. “He can be stupid, stubborn, and jump into situations without really thinking, but he isn’t rude.” You wipe your eyes. “And he’d never hurt someone purposefully.” You take Bucky’s hand in yours and give it a squeeze. “Now, you wanna talk about everything that just happened?” You can’t help but laugh.
“Did you not hear the screaming match?” Bucky smiles and you look up at the sky, this beautiful summer night spoiled by so much anger.
“Just tell me this, what happened between you and Colin? Why would Peggy think you two were together before you were?” You turn and look at Bucky, something in your gut tells you to trust him. You take his left hand in yours, feeling his scars along his wrist and along his forearm, tracing them with your fingers. Bucky can see the struggle within you, knowing you are trying to decide whether to trust him or not. He draws his fingers across your palm and stays quiet, letting you work out what you want to do. You look up and just know, his eyes say it all, he won’t let you down.
“Colin let me move in with him because I was recovering and hiding from my abusive ex-boyfriend. Colin helped put me back together and restored my trust in people.” You wipe a tear again and Bucky decides to push.
“What happened, with your ex? If you don’t mind me asking.” You hold his hand tighter.
“He left me for dead on our kitchen floor when I tried to leave him and when I didn’t die he promised he would find me and make sure he finished the job.” You refuse to look at Bucky, you don’t want his pity and that’s how everyone looks at you when you tell them about Brock.
“Look at me, Everly. Please?” Bucky asks, his voice soft. You look and his gaze almost heals the pain in your heart at that moment. “I am so sorry- no Woman- no one should ever have to go through that. I am glad you got away and I am happy that for a moment someone was able to help you heal from the damage he did. I’m sorry he didn’t turn out to be much better though.” Your tears start to fall and Bucky pulls you into a hug. His hands rubbing your back, calming you down. You suddenly remember that you are surrounded by cameras, and you only just met Bucky that morning. You quickly sit up and look at him with wide eyes.
“Sorry I-“ you scoot away and blush as you take a breath. “Umm thank you for your help, really it as very kind.” You sigh as you stand up. “I should probably find Steve, get all this settled before bed.” You go to walk away and Bucky stands up, catching your hand. Making sure he doesn’t pull or grip you too tight.
“Hey, just-“ he pulls you close, “come here real quick.” He gives you a hug, you feel safe and seen. You both take in a deep breath and enjoy the moment before he pulls back and squeezes your shoulders. “If you ever need to talk, I’m here, Everly. I meant what I said earlier, I’m not bowing out so easily.” He takes a respectable step back and then kisses your hand. “I’ll go get Steve and send him up here, it will give you two some privacy.” He drops your hand and walks to the door before he leaves you softly call after him.
“Bucky?” He hums in response as he turns around. “Thank you for listening.” Bucky’s eyes light up and you can’t help but smile.
“You’re welcome, Everly. Anytime. Steve will be right up.” And with that Bucky disappears down the stairs.
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You sit on the bench staring up at the moon. Bucky is the first person you’ve told since Colin, and that decision feels so right you didn’t feel the need to tell him ‘don’t tell anyone.’ You feel safe with Bucky, a feeling and emotion that eventually came back after a lot of professional help. You went to therapy after you left Brock, Colin made you. He said you needed to talk to a professional, so you made weekly appointments. Doing the work and seeking help along with Colin being there for you was healing and exactly what you needed. He helped when you needed him most and you can’t imagine that time without him. Getting over him wasn’t hard though. Maybe it was because of the betrayal or because you had fallen for him because he was your ‘savior’, but when your phone didn’t ring with his thousand apologies and no flowers came to beg for you back, you didn’t break. Losing him hurt and adjusting to single life again was hard but there wasn’t a day that went by where you missed him. What you had? Sure, but actually missing Colin? No. You left the apartment that day and never looked back. He was sweet and kind but he was human and he made mistakes, him not even trying to fix them made you aware of just how ‘human’ he was. “Everly?” Steve’s voice calls you out of your thoughts. You straighten up and motion for him to join you. “Look, I want to apologize for what you saw- no, for what I’d did, or what I didn’t do.” You give him a weak smile and he turns to face you. “I shouldn’t have allowed myself to be alone with her knowing how she felt about me. I should have tried harder to push her away. Look I know what I said earlier, I found her intriguing and I was into her but hearing about what she did to you. I can confidently say my head is firmly turned to you.” You let out a laugh and look down at the ground, “which I know sounds like the stupidest things to possibly say at this moment but I just need you to know her stunts didn’t do what she wanted them to. In fact they put me more off of her.” He takes your hands in his and his eyes are pleading with you to believe him.
“I believe you, Steve.” Your place your hand on the side of his face and brush your thumb over his cheek. “Honestly all of the emotions tonight had more to do with the past rather than what Peggy did today.” Steve furrows his brow and you smile a little. “I mean you are sweet and I really do hate that she moved in on you, but we have known each other for 12 hours so I can’t be as mad as I was with Colin.” Steve nods and laughs.
“Yeah, I get that.” His eyes soften and he brushes your cheek with his thumb, copying the movement you just did to him. “12 hours or not, I really do like you. And I really really want to start over with you. Forget Peggy, forget all the drama. What do you say?” Your breath catches and your gaze shifts to the ground and then back at him.
“I’d like that, but there are a few things you should know before we start over.” Steve nods.
“I’m all ears.” He leans back and drops his arm across the back of the bench.
“I need you to know that I was never with Colin while he was involved with Peggy. I didn’t know her- never even saw her, but I knew about her. Colin would mention her from time to time but she never came over and he never went out. I thought they worked together and had a fling.” You take another breath before looking at him. You see the same trusting gaze that you found with Bucky. So you decide to tell him, “And the reason I moved in with him was because my ex boyfriend beat me so bad I almost died, Colin helped me hide, my ex didn’t know about him so I was safe there. I was safe with him, until I wasn’t.” You see Steve straighten up and clench his fist. “He didn’t hurt me, physically. He just- when I needed him to be better he couldn’t be.” You meet Steve’s gaze and it’s different. Bucky’s healed you, Steve’s is strengthening you, both as important as the other.
“Is this creep still alive?” Steve asks, his jaw clenched. You feel oddly comfortable with him so you reach out and pat his thigh as you lightly laugh.
“Umm no, actually.” Steve glances at you. “He worked on some special forces thing. Secret government mission and all, he didn’t make it home and he had me listed as his ‘family’ so I got the notice.” You sigh and Steve nods. “He was killed in action right around the time Colin and I started dating..” A flash of something passes over Steve’s face. He quickly looks at you, you can’t quite figure out why he has that look.
“What was his name?” He asks. You are taken aback and you shake your head, thrown by his question, why does he care what his name was?
“Brock, Brock Rumlow.” The name sends shivers down your spine. Steve nods, there is a flash of something in his eyes and then it’s gone. He nods and then takes your hands.
“I’m sorry but I’m glad he can’t hurt you anymore.” You reach out and rub his shoulder and let your hand fall on his chest.
“Me too, Steve.” His eyes are soft and his smile is sweet, he leans in and gives you a gentle kiss. You let him linger for a moment before you gently push him away. “Steve?”
“I’m sorry,” he apologizes as he leans his forehead against yours. “you said you had ‘a few things’ you wanted to talk about.” You nod, “I’m guessing this one is about Bucky.” You nod again and Steve nods too. He kisses your head and then sits back. “Even if my head isn’t turned anymore, yours still is.”
“Yeah, it is.” You admit. Steve looks up at the sky, the stars shining bright. He smiles and then looks at you.
“Well, I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge. In fact I’m kinda known for running in head first.” He smirks and you can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah, Bucky mentioned something about you being Stubborn.” You wink and Steve laughs.
“Stubborn and not willing to give up on something I believe in.” He scoots closer to you. “And I believe we could have something pretty amazing.”
“Oh do you?” You ask teasing him.
“I do,” he takes your face in his hands. “And I’m willing to put my actions where my mouth is.” He kisses you as he wraps his arms around your waist. You smile against his lips and then pull back. “So, bedtime?” Steve asks and you bite your lip and nod.
“Yeah, let’s head inside.” You pull away but take his hand. Steve stops you for a moment. “Are we okay, Everly?” You squeeze his hand and he takes that as a yes. You lead him downstairs and into the bedroom where the others are getting ready for bed.
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“OooOOooo” you hear someone calling, you turn and you see Natasha basically catcalling Bucky. He smirks as he strides past everyone already lounging in bed. His black boxer briefs clinging to him in all the right places. All day and you never noticed how toned his thighs are or maybe you did but you were trying to be respectful. He meets your gaze and he winks before he jumps onto the bed with Natasha. She laughs and flings a pillow into his stomach which he promptly tosses back at her. You giggle and look at Steve who is just shaking his head as he laughs.
“I’m gonna get changed.” You tell him as you head off to the closet. Foot steps hurry behind you and you prepare yourself for another round with Peggy. To your surprise, it’s Natasha and Wanda.
“Okay, you have to spill everything!” Wanda gushes and sits at one of the vanities. Natasha sits next to her and backs up her statement.
“Yeah, dish on what took so long with the beautiful, buff twins over there.” Natasha sits back and smirks. A blush rises on your cheeks and you can’t hide the smile breaking on your face.
“Bucky came and talked to me first. He was really sweet and just wanted to check on me, make sure I was okay.” You fidget with your pajamas in hand. “Then It was Steve’s turn, he wanted to make sure we were okay, explain himself and apologize.” Natasha nods and looks at Wanda.
“Okay so where do you stand with him?” She asks as she leans forward.
“Well, I believe him when he says he isn’t into her anymore and the stunt she pulled makes him that more turned off by her.” You are quiet for a moment and the two ladies let you sit in your thoughts for a moment. “I told them both about my past, which I can’t talk about anymore tonight but I promise to fill you both in,” Wanda gets up and hugs you and Natasha squeezes your hand as you wipe a little tear away with the other. “I was honest with him that even though I am with him my head is still turned a little by Bucky.” You glance at Natasha and she smiles.
“Hey, I’ll be honest, my head is a little turned by everyone here.” She shrugs. “So you aren’t hurting my feelings saying that.” You laugh and look around.
“I feel horrible that my drama made the first day end so abruptly.” You sit down on the floor and they both join you.
“No!” Wanda exclaims, “it was Peggy and her vindictive ways! If she had just played the game like the rest of us you could have gone the whole summer never having known! But she wanted to get under your skin, she wanted to create the drama. Don’t feel bad for defending yourself.” Wanda states. You sniffle and thank her.
“So how are you and Jake?” You ask and Wanda blushes, she looks around to make sure no one got up to eavesdrop. She leans in and whispers.
“He is so dreamy!” She gushes. You and Natasha laugh and tease her a little.
“Oh look at Wanda, ready to walk off the island already!” Natasha pokes at her and she blushes.
“Well not quite. But he has potential! I’m ready to flirt my ass off tomorrow and really work at getting to know him.” She says proudly. “Natasha, what is your plan?”
Natasha glances at you and then back at Wanda.
“You know I’m not sure. I have to be honest, I might put in the flirt tomorrow on Steve, see where it goes. Respectfully of course!” She looks to you and you smile. You lean your head on her shoulder.
“Thank you for telling me and not doing it behind my back.” You say as you squeeze her arm in yours and sigh. “I’m gonna test the waters with Steve and Bucky tomorrow, see if sparks start flying, you know?”
“Yes!” Wanda yells too loudly.
“Absolutely!” Natasha agrees. Steve and Bucky come running in.
“Everything okay?” Bucky asks, looking between the three women. You blush and the other two just laugh and nod.
“Yup! We’re perfect Buck! Now go lay down!” Natasha shoos him away. Steve and Bucky can hear the laughter and giggles as they walk away from the closet. Steve pulls Bucky to the side and motions for him to follow. Bucky does and ends up in the stairwell with Steve.
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“Did Everly tell you about her past? About her Ex?” Steve asks, leaning against the wall.
“Colin?” Bucky questions.
“No,” Steve looks to make sure no one is listening. “About the one who-“ Bucky cuts him off.
“Oh, yeah,” her nods and looks to the ground. “Yeah she did. I was about three seconds away from asking for his address cause ‘I just wanna talk’. God what an asshole.” Bucky says as he crosses his arms. He sits on the top stair and Steve settles on the stair two down from him.
“Well, he’s dead.” Steve says, gaging Bucky’s reaction.
“Good riddance!” Bucky almost cheers, Steve stops him, shushing him a little and leaning in closer.
“It was Rumlow, Buck.” Steve says, his jaw clenched. Bucky’s heart stops for a moment, the memories flooding back to him. He hangs his head in his hands and rubs his face before he looks up to meet Steve’s gaze.
“Were they together before he died?” The tension in Bucky’s voice is painful, Steve knows he is holding back so he doesn’t put a hole in the wall.
“Yeah, from what she told me, it sounded like there was only a year between their break up and when he died.” Steve explains, examining his own hands, there is a scar across his knuckles from where he had taken out his anger on the very man they are speaking about. Bucky has a few knife scars from him as well.
“So,” Bucky is finally putting all the pieces together. The ones that Steve put together as he talked with you on the terrace. “The woman he would brag about and show photos of, was Everly.” Steve nods. “And the woman he said was an ‘obedient bitch’, was Everly.” Steve leans his head back against the wall. “And the Woman you and I tried to find and save from him because we were tired of hearing his stories about how he hurt her, that woman was Everly.” Steve look at Bucky and nods, a slight tear in his eye.
“Yeah, Buck.” Steve confirm/ his voice breaking. “She was dating him during that time so unless he was cheating on her, then yeah.” Bucky hangs his head again and Steve look up at the ceiling. “God, I hope he was cheating on her.” Steve whispers, Bucky can’t believe it but he agrees with Steve, hoping against all odds that you weren’t the woman Brock would talk about. “This incredible woman has been hurt enough, the last thing I want to do is end up in a fight over her especially if it could cost me my best friend.” Bucky looks at Steve and nods. “I can’t deny what you two have, I can see it. Had she walked out first she would have chosen you.” Bucky goes to interrupt but Steve won’t let him. “Yet I can’t help but feel a connection with her, Buck.” Steve sighs, “I’m not gonna back down. I’m not gonna be macho, alpha man and ‘stake my claim on her’ but I’m also not gonna give up without a honorable fight. So may the best man, Win.” Bucky laughs to himself and nods. He reaches a hand out and shakes Steve’s while they stand up.
“I intend to, Stevie!” He jokes and Steve laughs, patting his back and heading off to the bedroom.
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“So Everly, are you gonna wear a sexy little outfit tonight? Or are you sleeping alone?” Wanda asks. You look at your options and decide to throw caution to the wind.
“You know what?! Why the hell not!” You grab a little black Teddie. It’s lace but not seen through and still leaves quite a bit to the imagination.
“What about this?” You hold it up to get their opinions. You Wanda squeals and Natasha smirks.
“Well now I want to cuddle in bed with you.” Natasha teases and you laugh, giving her hip a bump with yours.
“And I want to wash and borrow it!” Wanda says. You laugh.
“We will see!” You say and Wanda takes that as a yes. They both get quiet and go stone cold, you turn to see what caused it, Peggy stands in the doorway, all changed and ready for bed. She puts her stuff down and heads into the bedroom. You hear Steve’s voice say, ‘Absolutely not, we can talk in the morning in clear view of others.’ You hear her shuffle away and settle on a bed, looking back at Natasha and Wanda, you can’t help but smile a little.
“Bet that felt nice to hear Stevie say.” Natasha says, teasing Steve in the process with his little nickname. You nod and beam at her.
“It really did. Now you two go to bed, I need to shower and I’ll meet y’all in there.” They shuffle to bed and leave you to it. It’s the quickest shower of your life and you rush through some of your steps, not wanting to keep everyone up even later, the lights won’t go off till everyone is in bed. You braid your hair and step into your slippers. You give yourself one final check and make your way out to the bedroom. You expect to find everyone asleep but instead everyone is awake and talking. Except when they see you. The boys stop talking and their jaws drop. You feel slightly bad because even Jake is putting his glasses back on to get a good look at you.
“Wow, Everly. You look-“ Steve starts to say but is interrupted.
“Stunning” Bucky says, his eyes gleaming as he looks at you.
“Incredible” Sam admits as he sits up in bed.
“Wow,” is all Jake says before he turns back to Wanda and gives her a sheepish look. She pats his face and then takes his glasses back off.
“You had your look, now bed.” She says and Jake blushes before he snuggles up to Wanda, but not before throwing another glance your way. Steve lifts your side of the covers and you slip off your slippers and climb into bed with him. You notice he is shirtless and he has the same type of boxer briefs that Bucky has. They are tight in all the right places and you want to get a better look, maybe later. You see a steady blush creep up on Steve’s cheeks and it spreads down his neck and across his chest. It’s really cute and you wonder if that blush spreads everywhere or if it just stops at his peck.
“Hi,” he whispers as you two lay down and he pulls the covers over you both. The lights finally go out and there is a collective sigh of relief. Steve reaches out and brushes your hair back from your face, grazing his thumb across your cheek.
“Hi,” you answer back. You move a little closer.
“I want to be respectful, so I want to ask,” he takes a breath, “do you want to cuddle? Or would you rather your own space tonight. I don’t mind either way.” You bite your lip as you think, a cuddle wouldn’t be so bad, would it? Besides, it’s been months since you were last cuddled.
“I’d love a cuddle.” You admit, you can see Steve’s smile even in the dark. You go to turn over to be the little spoon when Steve stops you.
“Oh, you know- I’m kinda the little spoon usually.” You can’t hide the shock on your face. You shouldn’t have assumed but he did offer the cuddles so you naturally thought he’d be the one holding you. You try to find you voice but he soon is laughing and pulling you close into his big arms. “Sorry I had to,” you laugh and poke his side before you turn over.
“Not funny.” You pretend to pout. He laughs and kisses your head.
“It was a little funny.” He says and you have to agree. For the first time in months you fall asleep in a man’s arms and you don’t worry about your safety, wellbeing, or if he’s cheating on you. It’s been one heck of a day and it’s only day one. You just pray the rest of the summer isn’t as exciting.
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im-a-marvel-ous-hoe · 4 months
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Falling For You | Bucky Barnes (2nd Day of 🎄)
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“You know, just to.. put it out there. I haven’t ice skated in a long time.” Bucky said while strapping on his ice skates. I took a quick glance at the rink and couldn’t stop the smile forming on my lips as I heard laughter coming from Steve and Peggy as he tried to find his balance. His cheeks were tinted pink as laughter escaped his lips as he slipped for the second time tonight. “Really?” I asked as he nodded. “Yeah, Steve was a pretty skinny kid and would constantly get sick, but he always insisted on doing stuff like this back then, even if he slipped and got hurt.”
“Wouldn’t that have been dangerous for him?”
“Hey, we were kids and he was my friend. Who was I to say no to him? Plus, he turned out okay. Just look at him!” We turned our attention back to the rink and saw Peggy laughing at him while he was trying to hold himself up and grabbed onto the rails to keep himself from falling once again. I chuckled as Bucky tried to cover up his smile by bringing his gloved hand up to his face.
He cleared his throat and turned to look at me. “I used to fix him up before I got him home. Luckily, my ma had bandages and treated Steve like her own. She was always doting on me for not taking better care of him, but I did the best I could. Other kids weren’t the nicest when Steve was around, but he never let that stop him from wanting to have fun. When it would get too much, I would protect that kid with everything I had.” He slowly stood up and stood in front of me, holding his hands out for me to take. I grabbed onto his hands as he lifted me up so I could stand.
“Were you a good skater?”
“Uhh..” He chuckled. “I’m – I’m okay but ya just gotta remember what I said earlier. I haven’t skated since the 20’s so I might be a little rusty. So if I fall, that’s why.” He joked as I rolled my eyes playfully. “Of course it is, James, but just know that if you fall, I’ll be there to help pick you up.”
“Why thank you doll – ”
“After I’m done laughing.”
His mouth was agape as he just stared at me as I stood there smiling at him. “If I fall, I’m dragging you down with me.” I gasped and lightly punched his shoulder. “You better not!” He reached his hand up to my beanie and fixed it so it rested more comfortably on my head. “There ya go. Much better.” He smiled.
We wobbled our way closer to the rink where we could see Sam with his date skating away as Steve and Peggy tried to keep up. I stepped onto the ice and slowly slid away, giving him enough room to get on with me. He stood there for a moment and shook off his nerves.
“Pfft, I can do this. No problem.” He held onto the rail and slowly skated across. I held out my hand towards him and he took it, gripping on for dear life. His legs stayed completely still as I slowly brought him closer to me. “See? I just have to get used to it, that’s all. Nothin’ to it.” I laughed as we slowly skated along the rails, waiting to see when he felt comfortable on his own without holding on as much.
His legs began sliding back and forth as he tried to find his footing. His left arm linked with mine while his right would occasionally lift above the rails, but stayed close enough incase he slipped. “You got it, baby?” He nodded and huffed out. “Yeah, and even if I don’t, I have you here with me.”
“Oh hell no! You better let go of me if you’re about to slip!” I laughed and he held tighter to my arm. “Nope, so you better make sure that..” He mentioned over to Steve who had just fallen and is now trying to get back up. “Doesn’t happen to us.” He smiled at me and I shook my head laughing. “Don’t be trying to put all the pressure on me! You said you were a good skater. Am I to assume that was just you talking out of your ass when I brought up this idea for a triple date?”
“No! I am a perfectly fine ska – whoa! Did you see that?” He said as he saw someone showing off their sweet skating skills by doing fancy spins and tricks. His eyes were gleaming with awe as they skated away like nothing. “That was so beautiful!” I exclaimed. They turned to me after hearing my comment, bowed and gave us a smile.
“You wanna see something cool?” I asked Bucky as he turned to look at me. “Sure, doll. Whatcha got?” With his hand still held in mine, I gained a little speed and went in front of him and began skating backwards, a cocky smile on my face as he smiled and rolled his eyes. “Showoff.”
“I’m tellin’ you, baby. Ice skating isn’t that ��� ” Before I could finish my sentence, I bumped into someone and stopped skating for a moment. “Oh! My bad! I wasn’t – woah!” Bucky couldn’t grab onto the rails and stop in time, causing the both of us to fall on the ice with me on top of him.
“Oomf!” He groaned out as I looked up at him. His hand laid protectively on my waist while the other was above his head. He blinked and glanced down at me, now realizing how close we are to each other. We just lied there looking at each other for a few seconds before he spoke up. “I guess you could say I… fell for you.”
I laughed at his horrible joke and placed my hand on his chest, trying to get up. “You’re such a dork. You didn’t stop in time!”
“It’s my fault? You were the one who decided to skate backwards!” He smiled. “That’s beside the point! I had that under control.” I laughed as I wobbled trying to stand. “Oh, under control. Riigghhtt.” He chuckled and looked up at the person we bumped into, getting ready to apologize and stopping himself before he could say anything. Sam stood there with a smirk and raised eyebrow, getting ready to tease the life out of his friend who clearly had trouble balancing on his own.
“You doin’ alright there, Tinman?”
“Doin’ just fine, Samantha.” He laughed and shook his head, looking back at the woman next to him. “You alright, baby?” She nodded as Sam held his hand out towards Bucky and helped lifted him up. “Hey, if you ever need lessons, Leila here would be very happy to help you out.” She turned to him and playfully hit his shoulder. “Oh shut up! Leave the poor man alone.” She chuckled.
“Yeah! Buck is the best skater I know!” Steve chimed in from behind us while laughing, Peggy holding onto him in case he were to fall again. Which.. we all know that’s bound to happen. “He taught me everything I know.”
“I can tell.” Leila hit him on his shoulder once again as he snickered. Bucky dusted the ice off himself as his cheeks were pink with embarrassment. “Uh, Steve.. m – maybe we don’t bring that up.” I chuckled as I brought my hand to the side of his face and brought it closer to my lips and placed a kiss on his cheek. I could hear Sam whistle while the rest of the group cheered as I pulled away as Bucky couldn’t stop a smile from forming on his face.
“C’mon, before you can call yourself the best ice skater in our group, you gotta work on your balance.” I slightly pushed his chest so he could slide backwards as he immediately grabbed onto the rail. “Hey!” Laughing, I started skating away as he went to chase after me. “Oh you’re gonna get it when I catch up to you!” He yelled after me as I turned my head to look at him with a smile on my face.
“Eventually!”
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royalsweetteaa · 1 year
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Timeless lovin’ - Pt. 2
Pairing: 40s/CATFA!Steve Rogers x present!reader
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18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI
WARNING - The following story contains: explicit smut, oral sex (M receiving), mission plot (sorry), mild dom/sub, sub!Steve Rogers, angst, fluff, developing feelings/slow burn, spoilers, alternative reality.
Ch. | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |
Summary: Steve left for Peggy in the past, and you were determined to travel back in time and get answers after he left your relationship of 4 years behind him just like that. You get a little ahead of yourself and travel past where your Steve left off, and you meet Steve Rogers, - the man before he hit the ice and was frozen for 70 years.
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Y/N’s POV
I didn’t expect to be put in a cell after I told past Steve one of his dearest and most personal memories of his life, - One that he probably had shared with Bucky at one point but was still an exclusive share of memory to you.
I had allowed it as I wasn’t too worried of being trapped. After all, I had my team suit on which I could at any point activate and travel back to my timeline with, but to me that sounded wasteful.
Why not enjoy it for a little while and see where this goes?
Steve had been kind enough not to confiscate my things, something one would normally do if someone was being temporarily locked up for further inspection, but then again this was anything but an ordinary inspection.
Steve had some errands to run, but he promised he would come back as soon as possible to have a further talk with me.
The two hours of waiting got me thinking for myself a little.
For each drastic change I make in this timeline, the more it would become a branch to the main one, - meaning it would become its very own timeline.
— One that my Steve won’t appear in.
It made me nervous to think I had already done that, and that I had failed my mission due to my outburst which I couldn't contain as soon as I laid my eyes on him.
When he returned, he let me out of the cell and we moved to yet another empty office to talk. I told him everything as easily as I could, with the exceptions of mentioning specific events. I told him about how he would one day find himself in the future 70 years from now on, staying as youthful and compassionate as now with the same shield around his arm. I told him of how we came to be, and how he left for the past when he got the opportunity.
He listened intently, still in denial but for each detail I put forward about his personal life, the more he seemed convinced.
“So how do I end up in the future to begin with?” He asked, finally having a question of his own.
“I can’t tell you that. It’ll change the timeline way too drastically, and from then on I will have no idea what the future awaits.” I explained.
He frowned, “That is a bit unfair, don’t you think? You tell me so much of what is to come and now I have no choice but to deal with it? You said it yourself that I return anyway. What difference will it make?”
It shouldn’t have gotten to me, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t blame him for sounding so inattentive as he didn’t know me. With the same voice talking so carelessly of wanting to know the one thing that by ‘back to the future’ time logic would erase our relationship’s existence made me feel sad.
“Listen, I’ll explain time traveling when I am able to explain it. Right now I only want to know a few things from you first.”
Just then, a soldier entered the room, seemingly out of breath as he must have run all the way here from somewhere far.
“Captain, I've been looking all over for you! We need to leave for Delaware right away! We have caught two HYDRA ships on their way to the coast of the state." The soldier reported.
Steve immediately stood up from his seat and checked out the coordinates which the soldier was holding. "Do we know what they are up to?"
"No, Captain. Our only suspicion is that they are trying to listen in on our radio stations to get input about our next missions, sir. "
"Understood. I will be with you right away." Steve replied firmly and sent the soldier out. He turned to look at me again and sighed, "I uh...I don't mean to leave again so abruptly but I have to go. You understand, right?"
"Of course, you need to go." I said and stood up from my seat too. " I'll come with you and help with the mission."
Steve looked baffled, not believing what I had just proposed. "You can't be serious...it's dangerous."
"I am serious, and I will come regardless if you want me to or not." I said with my hands on my hips, showing determination. "We have unresolved business, remember?"
He reluctantly nodded, "Fine, but I expect you to follow through instructions accordingly if you want to take part in the operation."
I snickered at how he was trying to order me around, but I could tell he was a little imitated by me. "Of course, whatever you say, Captain."
I didn't miss the way he blushed when I called him that. I knew for certain he enjoyed people calling him by that title, but with me it used to be way beyond formal use.
"Wonderful...um.." Steve responded nervously and walked past you to the door. "I suppose I'll see you by the gate then...need to get myself ready before we leave."
I hummed with understanding and smiled, "See you there."
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We found ourselves an hour later in a locomotive on our way to Delaware. After Steve had talked to his fellow soldiers about the mission, he went back to his private suite where I had hidden myself. Steve had been up and going for the past 20 hours, and needed to rest. He stared at me, who was trying to get some rest myself on the seat at the other end after I had hardly slept the night prior to travelling in time.
“Do you have any kind of training for this kind of mission?” Steve asked out of concern.
“Steve, I am a retired agent from the 21st century. I have training and weapons so technologically advanced a million Apollo 11 space shuttles can't remotely compete.”
“Space shuttles?…” I heard Steve mutter confused under his breath and I had to hold a snort.
I picked up the safe case I had been hiding at a spot since I entered the base, and Steve was immediately fixated with the logo.
“Stark industries….as in, - Howard Stark?”
I groaned. Fuck, why didn't I use a different case? I had to admit I found Steve's reactions endearing though. I could guess this was how he was when he entered present time; so curious and mesmerized but confused due to how foreign it was. I could also imagine how it was a lot harder for him taking part of that world than it was to learn bits of it.
“His son, actually. But the company started with Howard of course.” I answered.
He stood up from the couch to look at the safe's containments. He seemed less impressed when he saw them, so I decided to pick up the one of which was a machine gun and called for an activation. Steve's eyes widened when he witnessed the cube expanding into its final form.
“Woah…this is beyond any HYDRA machinery I've seen, and they are considered ahead of us when it comes to technology. Howard's son must be a highly respected man to have created these.” Oh, if only you knew. “That must mean we win the war, right? You know, - all things considered.”
“Maybe, - or maybe I come from a future in which the last beacon of a United States of America ever existing is you.” I said jokingly, but he didn’t know that. “You don’t want to get too ahead of yourself. I’ve told you enough as it is.”
Steve slowly nodded. “Okay, I see your point. You did mention how everything we did differently could change my timeline but not yours, - which still doesn’t make sense in my book but I digress.”
I sighed, “It doesn’t make a lot of sense to me either, but it is what it is…even if I talk to you and convince you to not leave in the future, my Steve won’t be there by the time I travel back. - it’s about how the ‘original timeline’ as we call it can’t be changed, but rather we create branching alternative timelines instead.”
His eyes narrowed as he processed it. “You’re basically a threat to my timeline then if you’re altering things.”
“I’m only a threat if I effect it negatively, - which of course I won’t. I know everything that will happen.” I said.
"Alright, I trust you...." I heard Steve mutter as he laid back on his bunk and closed his eyes to try and sleep.
I waited for Steve's soft snores before I pulled up my tablet and connected Genesis to it so I could quietly read information appearing on the screen. Genesis gave me information of how the battle against the two HYDRA ships by the coast of Delaware would turn out. Of course the information I received was positive, with the Howling Commandos returning with success after defeating HYDRA ships, leaving bombs as a way to obliterate them.
I frowned when I read Steve's health condition report when he returns back to the base camp. Apparently he had gotten several injuries as he had struggled to go in one on one combat with one of the HYDRA soldiers. He would at one point go into the engine room where there is no lighting to settle the bomb, and to his surprise there was a soldier hiding there with HYDRA productional night vision goggles. He was able to swing a hammer on Steve's head before Steve managed to put him down with his shield, but the consequence was a 3-day rest at the infirmary when he returned back.
Two can play that game... I thought, and I opened the safe case again to see if I had anything that could help Steve. To my convenience, I had something similar to the HYDRA technology, but of course I had the upper hand of technological advancement. God bless Tony.
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Second person POV
5 hours later, and you arrived at the Delaware air force base where you would late at night be taken by flight and parachute down to the 2 HYDRA ships. As you were walking behind Steve, he led you in with no one batting a suspicious eye.
You eventually agreed with Steve to make yourself apparent to the army as you didn't think sneaking around was practical anymore. Things were about to be more crowded, and while espionage was a part of your previous training, this mission required team work and communication, and you had to be familiar if you were going to obtain that.
When the Howling Commandos assembled in the base tent, Steve brought you to introduce you as a new soldier.
"This is Y/N. She's a friend of mine and will with honor be joining us for this mission." You greeted them with a nod of acknowledgement.
Frowns appeared on people's faces, but they didn't question the new face of the team. Everyone greeted you back respectfully and moved on with their tasks.
At one point, Bucky caught up to Steve to ask about the mysterious woman. "Who is she, pal? You never told me about this new 'girl friend' of yours."
Steve chuckled at Bucky's curiosity and shook his head to dismiss him. "We have a mission, Buck. Let's not talk about irrelevancy."
Bucky sulked in response. "It's rude not to introduce a lady friend of yours, but I suppose there isn't time for any introductions when amidst a war."
For the rest of the evening, preparations were made and equipment were being stored in the planes. You met with Steve again when you were to board the aircraft and leave out of the coast.
"Steve, I want you to use this." You said, and motioned him into grabbing the cube while no one was looking. I took out the extra headpiece and put it in his ear.
He reached out to feel the bud on his ear, and he looked at the cube. "What is this?"
"The thing that I just put on your ear is a communication device, - kind of like a 'walkie talkie', but more practical. That way we can communicate when we aren't together and I'll tell you when to use that." You informed, and pointed at the cube. "Do not go and show it around though. Keep it safe in your pocket and only take it out when I tell you."
"Which would be when exactly?"
"At the right moment." You said and winked at him. "Now let's go."
The soldiers settled down on the aircraft with their parachutes on their backs, ready as one ever could be. You sat beside Steve in the corner as he wanted to shield you as much as possible from the others, but it wasn't easy with you being the only woman in the plane.
When the aircraft took off and flew steadily in the air, Steve cleared his throat to hand out the instructions one last time.
"Listen up, soldiers. Based on our observations, there are about four life boats on each ship. We will use those to our advantage if we don't want to wait that long in the cold water for the Delaware coastguards. We will handle the HYDRA soldiers who dare to come in the way of our mission and let the bombs do the rest of the job. Clean wipeout." Steve spoke sternly to the men.
"Captain, we will be flying past the ships any moment." The pilot reported behind him, and Steve nodded.
"Remember to follow your assigned groups, everyone. Group one, get ready to jump towards the first ship."
The slide door of the aircraft was opened and Steve jumped out first with the other soldiers jumping after him one by one, including you.
Having the wind blast in your face as you fell at high speed was somehow energizing as you hadn't parachuted in such a long time. You missed the days of working for S.H.I.E.L.D where you were able to experience this kind of thrill everyday. You were trying your best to follow Steve in the air, but another idea popped in your head and you decided to go against Steve's agreement.
Steve's eyes widened when he looked after you and noticed you were parting your ways with him and aiming at landing with the other group to the second ship.
"Y/N, what are you doing?! You were supposed to be with our group!" Steve hiss-whispered as he tried to figure out if the ear piece was even working like you said it would.
"It's okay, I want to be useful and help the other guys out." You spoke from the other line and landed on the deck just then, which made Steve's shoulders sink with disappointment. "Looks like we've got company already." You lastly reported before you had HYDRA soldiers approaching you and at the other men on the deck. You didn't back away once as you ran towards them and dodged their attacks before you gave some of your own.
Disturbance came from the other line as well as you heard Steve grunting, most likely fighting off his fair share of HYDRA soldiers. A few minutes of pure chaos, and you were already getting ahead.
"Bucky, go with Dougan to the communication room and contact the coast guards by sending a signal. To the rest of you, - prepare the life boats." Steve ordered as he took out the huge explosive out of his backpack. "I'll take the bomb to the engine room."
From there, Steve ran his path of trying to find the engine room with the package containing the bomb, - a perfect farewell gift to the HYDRA crew. Steve already had an idea of where the engine room was. He was greeted by a few soldiers in the hallways, but he easily passed through as he ran straight ahead with his shield in front, knocking down anyone who stood in his way.
Finally he arrived at his awaiting destination, but what he didn't expect was to be met with pitch black in front of him as he busted the door open.
"Steve, are you by the engine room now?"
"Yeah..." Steve replied vaguely as he studied the room with squinted eyes, trying to make out of the space. "It's completely dark...I'll have to take my time if I want to place the bomb at the right spot."
"Okay, listen carefully. Take out the cube and I'll call out for an activation. It'll be of good use right now."
Steve took the cube out of his pocket and held it up while he waited expectedly for something to happen. A moment later, the cube deformed and expanded into an object. They looked like glasses, so he could already assume it was for his eyes. He placed them on his face, which caused everything he saw through them to light up.
"Oh, now I know what this is for...fascinating." Steve muttered as he adjusted the goggles to his liking. He could see the engine room in full view, so much clearer than his strengthened eye vision.
"Focus, Steve. Someone is in your vicinity."
"I think I'm in the clear. I can't see anyone -!"
Just then, you could hear the sound of struggle from Steve's end as he was interrupted. He had been tackled from behind but was fighting back, and he managed to flip the man over his tall body to the ground. The HYDRA soldier was quick on his feat as he tried to hurt Steve with a hammer he had around his belt. Steve caught onto his movements and dodged him before he pulled his counter attacks. He knocked the night vision goggles off the man's face and used his shield for a final knockdown on the HYDRA soldier, ultimately putting the man to a final sleep.
"You weren't kidding!" Steve exclaimed, his adrenaline rush higher than before due to the unexpected pounce.
"Never said I was!" You replied through the mic.
Steve placed the bomb by the ship's weak point and fastened the door back to make it impossible to enter in. He made his way back with no hesitation, and once he returned up at the deck, he gathered around his teammates to start the phase of retrieval.
"We need to evacuate the ship! The bomb is activated and we have approximately 4 minutes before it goes off." Steve told his comrades, and they quickly occupied the life boats to sail away.
Gunshots from both sides were firing off as the remaining HYDRA soldiers tried to stop the Howling Commandos from leaving, but they were failing as Steve blocked the aiming bullets with his shield, putting his fellow soldiers behind him for safety.
"Y/N, did Gabe manage to put the bomb in the engine room? Are you evacuating?" Steve asked for a report of your situation while the others were occupied at shooting back.
"Yes, we have placed it and are now trying to evacuate but..." you paused from speaking for a moment, "I think we will have to step out of our comfort zone and dive for a swim because the life boats are damaged. HYDRA has sabotaged our get-away. They must have figured us out."
Steve cursed under his breath. "You need to jump in the water, Y/N. The coast guards are on their way in accordance to our mission schedule. Swim away with the rest of the soldiers as far as you can and we will get to you. We have room."
"Alright..I suppose I have no choice anyway." You meekly replied. Steve heard you giving the orders to the rest in the background.
A minute after and the first ship exploded. Steve's group were a great distance away from being in danger, but his mind couldn't stop thinking of yours and the other comrade's situation. He hoped they were swimming at least 30 feet away from the ship that was about to explode any moment now.
Just then, the other bomb took off, obliterating the second HYDRA ship and ultimately sealing the fate of it sinking too. By then, the coast guards were coming into Steve's view, but Steve still ordered his group to sail towards the area of the second ship to help out their people.
The coast guards beat them to it, and rescued those swimming in the water first before they pulled up those in the life boats. When Steve was on board, he immediately sprinted over to the group that was currently being offered blankets, their bodies visibly shivering. He was relieved when he counted the people and found everyone was there, with not a single person missing. His eyes met yours, and he walked over to you to see how you were doing.
"Are you okay?" Steve asked with worry as he helped you wrap a second blanket around your form.
You let out a breathless laugh, "Yeah, I'm freezing my tits off but I haven't felt this alive for so long to be honest. What about you?" You asked, and scanned his face for any injuries. Luckily there were none, meaning you had yet again changed a minor part of history.
"I'm feeling just fine....you were amazing, Y/N...you helped me so much and I didn't realize it before it happened." He said, mesmerized. "I believe you."
You made a puzzled look at his last sentence. "You didn't before?"
"Well, yes but...this definitely took out the last bit of doubt in me."
You nodded understandingly and looked at your surroundings. People were patting each others backs as they shared praise of successfully executing the mission. Everyone seemed so happy, which was refreshing from the cold and serious attitude that used to be emitted in 21st century S.H.I.E.L.D. You could get used to being praised for doing something right instead of receiving a simple nod of acknowledgement.
"What do we do now?" You asked, as you turned to Steve who seemed to have looked at you this whole time of you zoning out.
Steve smiled cheekily and simply replied with, "We celebrate of course."
When returning to shore, you were greeted by the rest of the army and the smell of good food. The atmosphere after accomplishing a mission was lively. Everyone gathered around in the base camp and full meals were being served with beer, - every American soldier's favorite.
When morning came, you all went to sleep at your designated rooms, a welcoming stay to rest by Delaware Air Force. You had expected to be occupied with thoughts, but the planning and mission itself tired you out so much you were out as soon as you laid down on the bed.
When you woke up again, it was afternoon, and people were still taking the time to celebrate last night's mission. It caught you off guard once again how different things seemed to be compared to your time. Soldiers were actually being rewarded after doing missions that puts their lives on the line, and it made you bite your lip with envy of how you didn't get as much as a candy bar for being an agent.
You found Steve at the bar of the base, tuning in for music and the performance shown on the stage of a dancing pair. Steve asked once again about your well being when you approached him, to which you replied positively. You drank a glass of beer before engaging in conversations with some of the other men. You grew unimpressed as you learned their highly flirtatious intentions of keeping a conversation with you, and you excused yourself to find Steve.
He was nowhere to be found in the crowd though, which made you wonder where he could have gone off to. As you walked out of the bar, you realized that just like that, another day had passed.
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Steve could tell someone was behind him no matter how quietly they opened his door, and he quickly snapped his head back to see who it was. He let out a breath he had held as he realized it was none other than you.
"Ending the night so soon, huh?" You asked, leaning against the door post as you looked at Steve who was sitting by the tiny desk across his bed.
Steve snorted as he looked down at his feet. "Pretty much...I'm not much of a bar guy anyway, so I don't stay for long."
"Is it because you can't get drunk or are you generally introverted?"
"Shouldn't you know the answer to that?" Steve replied humorously with a smile curling on his lips.
You shrugged and walked over to him while closing the door behind you. You grew thoughtful at his question, "My Steve liked being social. He could talk for hours with so many new faces, and we would basically stay at events till we were the only ones left."
Steve exhaled to that. "Sounds exhausting...I only need my friends to have a good time, and even then I need some time for myself, doing what I like to do."
You smiled at him fondly and saw what he had been occupying himself with. He was drawing.
He drew an airplane, and it looked like he was sketching a second one beneath based on its form.
"You're very talented....you really capture the details. Unfortunately my Steve never drew, - not to my knowledge anyway."
Steve's face saddened, almost as if he couldn't believe it. "Seriously? That's...- I always thought and still think I'll keep drawing till I'm laying on my death bed. Art is my second passion after being in service..."
"I see.." You muttered, also surprised to learn this. Steve had expressed fascination over art to you once when you went to an art museum together, but he hadn't admitted he had actively practiced art. "Then maybe take what I've told you into heart and hopefully you will do different and keep art close to you."
Steve nodded appreciatively and looked at his sketch again. "I can't help but wonder how I look like in the future...because surely I look different. Do you perhaps have any pictures on you?"
You tried to hold back a cheeky smile, but Steve had caught you. "You do, don't you?" He asked with excitement. "Show me." He said as he stood up and reached for the pocket of your jacket.
"Woah, hold on!" You playfully slapped his hand away. "I don't have anything on me, as in a polaroid picture or any of that sort but...I may have a few on my personal tablet."
"So what I'm hearing is you'll show me."
A giggle irrupted from you as you couldn't help but find Steve's sudden boldness funny. "Sure, why not. But only pictures of which you can't tell the context of."
Steve brought another chair for you to sit on as you placed the tablet onto the desk once Steve had put his sketches away. The tablet turned on and you typed your password before you entered your folders.
“You sure you want to see them? Curiosity killed the cat, you know.” You joked, and he actually laughed at the old saying.
Classic him.
“Yes. I want to see it all.” He said, and scooted closer, his eyes slightly squinting as he was for the first time adjusting to the artificial hologram screen.
You nodded, before you clicked on the file, where the first picture that was revealed was your most recent picture, being of your neighbors cat.
“It’s colored!…and so detailed...” He almost shouted in a whisper. “But that should be the least thing to surprise me, huh?” He chuckled as he glanced at you.
You laughed and shrugged, “These pictures are taken 75 years forward in the future. I don’t blame you at all for being overly excited.”
You went a little further up the file to show him the earliest pictures, those of which you took of him when you got to know each other through his office visits. Steve was amazed, pointing out every single change the future had made of him, - from his less use of hair gel to his new stealth suit, to the people he was surrounded with and the environment.
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Then there were the ones you took during your relationship. You weren’t sure if you wanted to show those, but it was hard to ignore them with how many there were.
Steve’s eyes hadn’t blinked once since you opened the picture file, so you already knew his eyes had caught plenty of them before you even realized.
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You bit the inside of your cheek, regretting that you hadn’t put them in a separate file. Then again, you hadn’t been through these for so long. It wasn’t in your mind, nor didn’t you have the heart to make them unseeable.
Steve’s mouth closed as you skipped through the romantic pictures of you as a couple. You could feel his eyes on you now, and it made you internally cringe. Nevermind, I heavily regret not moving them to another file, you thought.
You cleared your throat and skipped through faster, feeling an emotional wave on its way and you didn’t want to be hit by it. “Yeah, I think we should put the slideshow to an end now…” you said as you closed and shut off the system.
Steve face saddened, “but I didn’t get a good look on those last ones…”
“I didn’t intend to show them anyway.”
He could tell you were upset. He now understood why whenever you made eye contact, he could see your distaste, even from your smile, - And it was justified. He understood why you screamed at him the first day you met, and why you sometimes seem so conflicted of being nice to him.
You stood up from your seat, but Steve wasn’t going to let you leave that easily. He took your hand, “Y/N, hold on…” he said.
You turned, your eyes already glistening, but you kept a tight face as you glanced back at him.
“I’m sorry, doll. I’m so sorry for what he, - for what I did, - or for what I will do…I don’t even know how I’m supposed to be apologizing, but my point is - I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve this at all. You shouldn’t have had to come back, nonetheless travel through time because of my future self’s stupidity.” He said, his eyes looking deep into yours and with his face expressing guilt. He opened his arms, and gently placed them around you.
The familiar nickname had made you stiffen. You haven't heard him call you that for so long. While it made you feel uneasy, his apology gave you some peace as you relaxed into his arms. The feeling of being held in his embrace felt euphoric.
It didn’t last long as you decided you didn’t want to be in his embrace anymore. You glared at him, “You would have done the same.”
“No, I would not!” He shouted, offended by your accusation. He took a step back when he noticed your eyes had widened from his sudden outburst. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell…”
“How can you be so sure? You love Peggy. I’m talking to the person who my ex fiancé apparently missed being and left to be that person again.”
“Well then he was obviously blinded to not notice what was right in front of him.” Steve argued. “I don’t really know what love is, Y/N. I am familiar with friendly love but I am still trying to figure out the kind of love my parents shared. It’s not something I want to drag you into, but I mean it when I say I wouldn’t do that. I respect women, nonetheless the person I would give a ring to.” He said.
You sighed, deciding to give it a rest. You smiled to assure him you had found peace in this argument. He smiled back in content.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” He asked, confused.
“Yeah, Steve. I believe in you. Maybe you would have handled it different. Maybe my Steve valued our relationship less because, - I don’t know, - the future and his experiences left a void in him that he thought he could get rid of by returning to the past. Or something.” You hypothesized.
Steve stared at the floor, not sure if he had any input on that. He didn’t know what to make of it either.
You looked up at him again, your eyes fluttering when you studied his face. He was definitely different. So well mannered and considerate. Like not too many things were on his mind, so he could think more of the people closest to him.
“You know, I kind of prefer you with this hairstyle and look. It’s cute. The future really did corrupt you.” You smirked, and reached out to stroke his neatly styled hair.
He let out a breathless laugh as he blushed. “Really? You think so?”
“Yeah…”
Your eyes looked into each other, not blinking once. Your hand palmed his cheek, stroking it gently as he put his hand to keep yours where it once. You saw his eyes wander down to your lips, and you knew at that moment you were both in to something.
You stood on your heels and captured his lips with your own, and he slowly wrapped his hands around your waist, not wanting to let you go. The kissing was gentle at first, until you decided to bite his bottom lip, causing him to open his eyes out of shock. He did not expect you to do that.
Still he didn’t push himself away and let you have your way with him. He was about to gasp for air as you for a split second separated your lips, but you took the opportunity while his mouth was open to quickly seep your tongue in. He moaned in surprise, feeling himself becoming overwhelmed by your techniques but also so turned on.
You led him to collapse on the bed which was behind him, your body on top of his as you didn’t let your lips apart.
After a brief moment of sharing each other’s taste through a dance of your tongues, you pulled yourself back to breathe, only to be amused that Steve was breathing for air more than you.
“Already tapped out? Thought the super soldier could handle long make out sessions, considering your expanded lung capacity…”
“I-I can, m’just really overwhelmed right now…” he excused, to which you giggled. You continued giving him kisses down his neckline, enjoying the sound of his heavy gasps. It was then when you altered your focus of touching his gorgeous body.
“Y/N…” He moaned your name in a whisper.
“Steve…” you whispered his name back as your hand traveled further down his body, down his abs and V-line. You memorized every muscle of his body, and it felt so good to touch him again.
He gulped nervously as he eyed where your hand was wandering, “I-I…uh…”
“Don’t be shy, baby…you don’t have to worry about a thing. We’ve had sex plenty of times, - or we will I guess.” You corrected humorously.
Steve gasped as you palmed his crotch, teasing his cock as you squeezed him a little though his pants. “W-We did? - we will?”
“Mhm.” You hummed positively. “Our first time together was in my office…we hadn’t seen each other for years and you suddenly showed up and bent me over my office desk where you would eat me out from behind before fucking me…” you told him.
“Oh goodness…” Steve mumbled through a groan. His eyes fluttered while you unbuckled his belt and opened the zipper to release him.
His cock sprung free, pulsing and twitching in need. Precum was already building up at the tip, making you bite your lip at how desperate you had made him. Seeing him quiver beneath you was awakening something within you. This point of his past was way before he explored his sexuality, - way before he grew into the overly confident daddy who would fuck you into the mattress and call you his good girl.
Somehow, it was appealing that this Steve was anything but that. To have him beneath you like this, getting riled up by simple touches, - it was so fucking hot and the biggest confidence booster.
“When I look back at it now, it wasn’t as romantic as I used to think…—” you muttered as you nibbled his earlobe and stroked him. He moaned, bucking his hips desperately while you pleasured him.
“… — Maybe we could change that. Remake our first.” You whispered, making him shiver. “Only if you want to of course..”
He let out a breathless grunt, his eyes going to the back of his head. You gave him a tentative kiss on his cheek, but his other hand that wasn’t gripping the sheets pulled your face for a kiss on your lips. Your lips met over and over again with Steve letting out huffs in between. He groaned while gritting his jaw, his head being shot back on the pillow.
“Do you want this?”
Do you want me?
“Y-Yes…I - ffffuu..” he almost groaned the curse word but didn’t complete it.
“Language, Steve.” You teased.
“Doesn’t count..” he whined.
Your strokes were less patient now, your hands gliding along his length faster to see him unravel. You wanted to see it. You wanted to see the face of a man who was becoming ruined for you. You wanted to witness his eyebrows knit with pleasure as he let out those sweet moans you didn’t know could come out of him. Your Steve had never revealed himself to you like this; so vulnerable and full of desire for you.
You figured the best way to really witness him fall apart was to have your plump lips suck the soul out of him. And that you did.
He cried out and gripped your hair down harshly as he released his cum, his load being swallowed willingly by you. You missed his taste so much.
A vibration was sent through him as you hummed around him, his cock twitching with his last spend before you slowly backed up again with a ‘pop’ sound. His breathing was uneven, and he put his palm against his forehead to wipe off the sweat that had built there. Steve couldn’t keep his eyes off of you while his cock softened, his cheeks flushed with the colour red.
You only gave him a timid smile when your eyes met again, and you stood up from the bed, leaving Steve to frown with his overstimulated gaze.
“Y/N, wait…” he called after you, but you got ahead of him with something to add.
“I’m sorry. This was obviously a mistake. I shouldn’t have done that…” you said, your voice full with regret. “Goodnight, Steve.”
Steve was about to protest, but couldn’t as you left his bedroom, closing the door behind you.
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N/A: Ended it with a lil' angst but we all know it will resolve, some way or another. ;) Hope the smut was enjoyable tho!
Hearts & Reblogs are very appreciated! <3
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crazyunsexycool · 2 years
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can you do stucky x reader where peggy time travels to the future and shows up and the boys kind of give her attention and leave the reader out so she gets really insecure and like even reckless/suicidal and it’s really angsty but happy ending?? love your writing sm by the way, your the best!🥰
Hi Darling,
Thank you for reading it means so much to me. I need you to get out of my brain though because I had been trying to come up with a situation where Peggy(🤮) showed up to the future mostly with Steve though. You have inspired me so I hope you like it!!!
A/N:Peggy is a major bitch so if you like her don’t read maybe. Also throw Stucky into any situation and I’ll probably write about it!😉
Word Count: 5.1k oops
Warnings: some injuries nothing described, Sharon (she’s a warning in the good way), ANGST!!!!!! Fluffy ending (I hope you like it) Peggy
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Bucky had been running on nightmares and lack of sleep which meant he was grumpier than usual. With Steve out on a mission it was up to you to look after him. He was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in front of him. You know he has to be exhausted since he usually doesn’t drink coffee, with his high metabolism the caffeine barely has an effect on him.
“Hi my love,” you say as you walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his shoulders.
“Hi bunny.” He replies as he places one hand over yours.
“Have you gotten any sleep at all? You were gone before I woke up?”
“Not really,” he yawns.
“Why don’t we go to our room and I can run a bath for us. That usually helps you relax, what do you say?”
He looks up at you with tired eyes and nods. You move from behind him grabbing and pulling at his hand so that he'll follow. You loved taking care of them, you even spent hours trying to perfect recipes they would mention to try and give them some comfort from when they were younger or going out finding items they used before.
As you move through the halls of the compound you hear a few voices but most importantly you hear the voice of your other super soldier. You feel giddy as you hear him get closer because you’ve missed him and so has Bucky after he was out on a mission for longer than anticipated.
As you round the corner you see Steve, still in his uniform and as handsome as ever. What catches you off guard is the brunette by his side standing a little too close for your comfort. Taking in her appearance you notice the hair and clothing are straight out of the 40s, as you look at Steve you see he’s beaming as he talks to her and it hits you like a ton of bricks.
Peggy Carter.
Bucky confirms it a few seconds later.
“Peggy?”
“Hi Bucky.” She smiles brightly as she comes closer and hugs him.
“What are you doing here?”
“Well you see I was on a mission in my time and,” she turns back to Steve. “What did you say it was?”
“A portal.”
“Yes, well a portal opened and here I am. I must say it was rather confusing but fortunately Steve was at the same facility.”
“Wow, how crazy is this?”
Sam who had come in behind Steve and Peggy sees everything going on as you stand to the side completely stunned.
“Hey Y/N.”
“Oh, hi Sam I’m glad you’re back safe.” You manage to get out.
“Who is this?” Peggy asks almost too sweetly.
You and Sam began to speak but Steve beat you to it.
“This is Y/N, Bucky’s girlfriend.” He introduces you.
“Y/N this is Peggy.” He looks at you but your expression lets him know he fucked up. While yes it’s true you were Bucky’s girlfriend you were also his. So it confused you that he wouldn’t say so. It was a discussion you three had many times before and it always ended the same, they didn’t care if people knew they were in a polyamorous relationship it was nobodies business but yours. It seems like it was different for Peggy.
“Hi.”
“Hello.” Was all that was said before an awkward silence fell among the five of you.
“Ok. So I’m going to change out of this and I’ll meet you for the debriefing.” Sam said as he moved as quickly as possible.
“If you’ll excuse us, Bucky and I were on our way to do something.”
“Bun how about a rain check? I’d like to catch up with Peggy.” He looks so happy you can’t say no.
“Of course love. I’ll see you later.” You kiss his cheek.
Bucky turns to Peggy and offers her his arm which she quickly takes, leaving you and Steve alone.
“Bugs, I’m sorry.”
“What happened to ‘l have nothing to be ashamed of’”? You cross your arms
“Does she even know about you and Bucky?”
His face gets red as he scratches the back of his neck, it’s his tell when he’s nervous.
“Kind of, I told her about Bucky and I. Maybe I made it seem like we weren’t together anymore.”
You just stare up at him. Taken aback by his admission, was he just ashamed of you?
“Please, don’t take it the wrong way.”
“How am I supposed to take it?” You narrow your eyes at him.
“Captain Rogers, Sergeant Barnes is requesting your presence in the living room.” Jarvis says.
You turn to leave but Steve wraps his arms around your waist before turning you to face him. He dips his head to capture your lips in a kiss but you pull back.
“Why are you trying to kiss your best friend’s girl Cap?”
“Come on bugs, I’m sorry.”
“If you're truly sorry you’ll tell her about me and our relationship, until then I’m only Bucky’s girlfriend and I’m not a cheater so hands off.”
Reluctantly he lets you go and you disappear down the hall until you get to your shared apartment in the compound. You want to give him the benefit of the doubt but in the back of your mind you knew he should have introduced you as his girlfriend. If Steve didn't, maybe Bucky should have said something instead. The afternoon went by quickly and you mostly spent it in your head questioning your relationship with them. Maybe you were getting ahead of yourself, the 40s were a different time and maybe Peggy wouldn’t understand.
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You woke up the next morning to an empty bed, it wasn’t unusual sometimes they woke up earlier than you. But you had a bad feeling as you went to the bathroom and found that they haven’t used it recently.
After getting ready for the day and leaving your bedroom you find Steve and Bucky in the kitchen. They were in sweats which was unusual since they normally were coming back from their morning run.
“Good morning bunny.” Bucky is the first to greet you, giving you a quick kiss.
“Morning love.”
“Morning bugs .” Steve says as he gets closer to you.
“Morning Steven.” You say as you skirt around him to get to the coffee pot.
Bucky looks at Steve confused, you only use their names if you have to or if you’re mad.
“So what happened last night you didn’t come to bed?”
“It was late, we didn't want to wake you bunny.”
“It’s never stopped you before. We’ve all come home in the middle of the night and went to sleep in our shared bed.” You frown not really understanding why it would be a problem now.
“We’re sorry. It really was late and you look so peaceful sleeping.” Bucky comes over to you resting his chin on your shoulder as he wraps his arms around you. He starts placing kisses on your neck.
“Fine, I forgive you.” You laugh as he picks you up and turns so that you are face to face with Steve.
“Can I have my kiss?” He pouts and you give in. Giving him a quick kiss as they cage you in between them.
“What are your plans for today?” Steve asks as he bumps his nose with yours.
“I have a briefing for that mission tomorrow and then training with Nat and Clint. Are we still on for our pre mission movie night?”
“Absolutely bunny. We wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Good, now please let me go or I’ll be late.”
“One more kiss. One for each of us though.” You give them each another kiss and pull away before things start to get hot and heavy between the three of you.
“See you tonight.” You say as you head out the door.
************
It was around 7:00 pm when you finally got back. Without being able to see your boys the rest of the day you were anxious to get the alone time with them before your mission. You take a quick shower and put on cute pajamas like you normally do for these nights. You hear the tv in the living room is on so you hurry out to get settled for the movie and there they are Steve and Bucky in their regular seats, but that’s not what gets your attention. It’s the occupant of your seat right between them, Peggy. In an instant your mood has changed now you’re pissed that you’ll have to spend the night with her and you aren’t even dressed. It was supposed to be a night just the three of you.
You turn to at least change into some jeans but Bucky heard you and called out so you turn back and head towards the living room.
“Hello, Y/N it’s nice to see you again.” Peggy says as she looks you up and down and she scrunches her face almost in disapproval of your outfit and you try to not roll your eyes at her. Now that she’s here you don’t understand what the big deal is. You’ve always heard about how incredible, kind, smart and beautiful she was.
“Peggy.” You look at Bucky and Steve waiting for them to do something but they’re busy selecting the movie you’ll be watching. With the couch being completely occupied you sit alone in an armchair with your legs tucked in under you, if at least Bucky would have sat with you it would be ok but you feel like the one intruding on their night with Peggy and not the other way around.
After they picked a movie you had to sit there watching out of the corner of your eye as Peggy flirted with both of them and they allowed it. She leaned into Steve or grabbed Bucky’s arm and in that moment you felt disrespected. You wanted to say something but if they weren’t stopping it and giving you your place why should you cause a scene? You excuse yourself and head to bed and just like the day previous night neither of them share your bed.
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You had another tradition amongst yourself and that was that on mission day whoever was there would go with you to the jet to send you off. Except neither Steve or Bucky seemed to be available. They weren’t even in the apartment. So you got ready for your mission and headed toward the jet. The one person you didn’t want to see was there though talking to Nat. You make your way over and Nat grabs your things and heads into the jet.
“You’re going on this mission too, isn’t it dangerous?” Peggy asks, surprised to see you in a black suit, one similar to Nat’s.
“Well I’m an agent so I’m trained for it. Don’t worry your pretty little head, I'll be fine.”
“Well with two skilled agents such as Romanoff and Barton I don’t doubt it.”
“Y/N just as skilled as us.” You turn to see Sharon coming towards you. Smiling brightly at you and you remembered that they’re related.
“And who might you be?” Clearly annoyed that someone was defending you.
“Sharon Carter, your niece.” She says smirk on her lips. Behind her you see Steve and Bucky coming up towards the jet and relief washes over you.
“My niece, working for Shield? That’s wonderful carrying on the Carter legacy.”
“Sure because that’s what’s important.”
“What are you doing here Sharon?” Steve asks.
“Fury asked me to head out with these guys.” She says as she walks past you and heads towards the jet but stops before getting on to talk with Clint.
Bucky quickly makes his way to you. Giving you a hug and whispering in your ear to be careful before giving you a breath stealing kiss. Steve on the other hand just waves at you and your heart drops. You realized he never told you if he told Peggy the truth of your relationship and seeing the way he was acting you knew he hadn’t and it broke your heart.
“What the hell was that about, did you and Rogers have a fight?” Sharon asks.
“No, he introduced me only as Bucky’s girlfriend.” You shrug.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not now I’d rather focus on the mission.” You say as you take a seat with Sharon beside you.
She had become a close friend through your time working for Shield and she was the first one you told about your relationship with both super soldiers and she was extremely supportive. It was easy to compare her to her aunt and the choice was clear as to which Carter was your favorite.
******
The mission has been a success but you were hurt. Some bruised ribs, a busted lip and a concussion. You just wanted to get home and lay down, maybe get some cuddles in with Steve and Bucky, you couldn’t care less how the last couple of days with them had been. This could easily have been your last mission and you would have been upset at them.
But once again they disappointed you. Clint had assured you he called ahead to let them know you had been injured but when the jet landed they weren’t there. You got patched up on the medical floor and Sharon took you up to your apartment and it was too quiet. Not sure if it was how tired you were or the fact that once again you had been pushed to the side in favor of Peggy but it was enough to send you over the edge and the tears started to fall freely as Sharon held you. Trying to soothe your breaking heart, it was always like this you were always second choice to everything. With your parents it was always your siblings over you, your teachers chose your classmates over you, your siblings chose each other over you.
It was always like that except for two things in your life, your job and your relationship or so you thought. You excelled in training and were top of your class, that’s how you were selected to be part of the Avengers and up to that moment Steve and Bucky had always made you feel like the most important person in their lives. Yet you were sitting in the living room being comforted by your friend instead of them.
After a while you finally stopped crying, slowly getting up with Sharon’s help. She suggested staying with her for a couple of days to help you clear your mind away from the compound. Going into the bedroom and getting a travel bag from the walk in closet you gather some of your things. As you walk down the hallway you hear yelling, specifically it’s Sharon yelling at someone. Leaning against the wall hidden from everyone you see Sharon in Bucky and Steve’s faces demanding an explanation as to why they weren’t at the compound knowing you would be back from the mission. After Clint called ahead to let them know you had been injured. Their only excuse was that they had gone out to the city with Peggy.
You put your hand over your mouth to stop the sob that threatened to escape, taking a deep breath you straighten your posture as much as possible and walk out.
“I’m ready Sharon.”
She hurried to your side and grabbed your bag, staying between you and the super soldiers.
“Where are you going bunny?” Bucky takes a step towards you but one look from Sharon stops him in his tracks.
“I'm going with Sharon. She offered to let me stay with her while I heal.”
“But we’re here now, we’ll take care of you.”
“No that’s ok, I’d rather know that the person taking care of me will be there in the morning and not spending time with someone else.” You snap and head towards the door. With Sharon right behind you and then she turns to them.
“Now that she wants space you won’t give it to her? I will shoot both of you in the kneecaps if you don’t back off.”
“But we just want to talk to her.”
“She is injured, she has a concussion and she was given medication. She isn’t in a good place to talk.”
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You wish it had gotten better from there but only one thing changed and that is how reckless you were getting out in the field. You came back injured every single time and each of those injuries could have been avoided. It got bad enough to the point that you were one more screw up away from being taken off the rotation indefinitely. It seemed like everyone but them had noticed your change the way you were completing missions, from calculated and precise to going in guns blazing consequences be damned. Steve and Bucky rarely check up on you, if they weren’t on a mission they were with Peggy. She had invaded your life for about a month and you didn’t know how to get rid of her. Stark, Strange and Banner were taking their sweet time coming up with a solution on how to get her back to her original time but that didn’t really go over too well with her. You had all been in the living room on the rare night that no one was out on a mission when she said as much.
“I’ve been thinking that I’d like to stay.” She said, excited at the possibility. Everyone looked at her expressions ranging from happy to angry and everything in between. But you didn’t look at her, you looked at them, trying to see how they would react to the news. Bucky seemed annoyed and Steve was confused.
“Why?” Nat asked, as always she was unreadable but you had talked to her about the situation and she confessed she didn’t care much for Peggy either. You were relieved to hear that because you don’t know what you would do without her.
“Well, I do like it so much more here. And well Steve is here,” she pauses and takes Steve’s hand. “I would like us to have the relationship we didn’t get to have in the 40s.”
The room was quiet and she squirmed at the lack of reaction. For you however it would have been easier if she held you down and Steve ripped out your heart. Without waiting for anyone to say anything you got up and Steve followed, you didn’t stop until you got to your apartment.
“It’s not what you think, bugs swear.”
“It’s never what I think is it. That’s what you always say. Then what is it? Please explain to me what makes her think that you are willing to have a relationship with her? Oh wait, is it the fact that she thinks you’re single because you haven’t told us about us?”
“I’m sorry, I fucked up I know I did but I’m sorry.”
“That doesn’t mean much to me right now. You and Bucky have both pushed me to the side since she got here. Am I not enough for you?”
“Baby don’t say that of course you are.” He grabs your hands and gives them each a kiss before looking at you.
“I don’t know, it was nice to have someone else that knew me before the serum and the shield. When it was just the skinny kid from Brooklyn I guess I got carried away in the familiarity of being around Bucky and Peggy.” He says sincerely. He looks at you with sad eyes.
“I’m sorry Steve.” You shake your head. “I’m sorry that I wasn’t born in the 1910s so that I could meet skinny you and tell you what an amazing man you are without the shield and without the suit or the glory of being Captain America.” You snarl, ripping your hands from his grip.
“I’m sorry that I’m not good enough at showing you how much I love you even if you weren’t Captain America. Maybe my actions weren’t enough to show that I fell in love with the artist that hides behind the shield. The man that puts everyone else before himself. The Steve that doesn’t take himself too seriously and lets his friends make fun of the fact that he said language once. You’ll have to forgive me for wanting your happiness above anything else, so if you want to be with her that’s fine go live your life with her.”
By the time you were done talking you were both in tears. You crash into his chest and wrap your arms around his waist as he wraps his arms around you. He kisses the top of your head.
“Please I don’t want to lose you bubs. I need you so much.” You whisper into his chest.
“You won’t lose me. I did tell her, about us she knew when she said what she did back there.”
“Captain Rogers, Agent Y/L/N you are needed in the jet immediately. It is a matter of national security.” Jarvis interrupts.
You reluctantly separate from him but don’t dare to look him in the eye, quickly going to change and head directly into the jet; the end of your love life could wait a few more hours.
Once on the you both got to the jet quickly and quietly you looked around finding a seat next to Bucky. You rest your head on his shoulder, a move that surprises him since you hadn’t been talking to him either.
“I’m sorry I let you down bunny.” He whispers before placing a kiss on your hairline. When you look up you see her sitting across from you with a small smirk on her lips. Perhaps she knew she won and that she took them from you.
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The mission had gone horribly wrong, somehow in the middle of the attack you ended up having to work with Peggy and you to be completely honest you would rather work with the bad guys than her. In a fight that she had led you to you had lost your comms so you were disconnected from the rest of the team. The only thing you could do was keep pushing forward toward your objective. What you didn’t know was that Peggy still had her comms and she had been instructed to fall back. That it was too dangerous and that they had found another way to stop the attack.
By the time you realized what was happening it was too late. You had stepped on trigger that would detonate some type of bomb if you moved.
“Peggy, please go get Steve and Bucky.” You said looking up at the brunette that stood in the doorframe.
“I don’t think I will. See I still can’t understand what is going on between you and Steve. Especially if you are Bucky’s girlfriend. So I think this would work out for the best, don't you think? I could just say you were being reckless after all you have been doing just that for the last month.” She smiles at you.
“Too bad you won’t get a chance to hurt her anymore.”
A sigh of relief escapes your lips as you hear Sharon’s voice.
“Y/N are you ok?”
“No, I am stepping on some kind of land mine or something. I can’t move or this whole place will explode.”
You hear Sharon on comms talking to the rest of the team. She had her back turned so she didn’t see the man that came up behind Peggy and put a gun up to her temple and ushered her toward the center of the room you were in.
Bucky and Steve show up through one door along with Clint while the other door allows Nat, Tony and Sharon a view into the room.
“What do we have here?” He says into Peggy’s neck and she tries to move away from him.
“I read somewhere that this one right here is the great love of your life, Captain. So let’s make this fun. Either save the love of your life.” He says as he places Peggy on top of another pressure plate. “Or save the agent over there.” He motions to you with his gun.
As he finishes his sentence he drops dead a clean shot from Nat. A countdown on one of the screens of the makeshift command center you were standing in starts. The countdown is going faster than you would like and you dare look up at everyone at the door. They are making a plan and as the countdown gets to five seconds your world slows down. Steve and Bucky both run towards you, Bucky grabs you by your waist and you fall to the ground with Bucky on top of you to cover you from the impending explosion as Steve covers the pressure plate with his shield taking most of the hit. Between Tony, Sharon and Nat they manage to get Peggy off the plate but the countdown hits zero and a portal opens against the wall. Bucky and Steve move to get you into the hallway but the portal pulls them in, and with Peggy being close to it she is pulled in as well before the portal closes.
************
They were gone. It had been a month and they were gone. Tony and Bruce worked around the clock to try and find them but it was no use.
The guilt you felt had no end. It was your fault for being careless that you had lost them. They were it for you and they were gone. You could barely sleep as you replayed the last moments over and over in your mind. They managed to push you away from the portal. It was pulling you in and they managed to save you from whatever hell they could all into. So the last conversation you had with Steve wouldn’t leave your memory no matter how much you tried and the words Bucky told you on the jet haunted your dreams.
For the sake of the team you tried to at least do paperwork, you had promised yourself to never go out on a mission again. You wouldn’t put your life on the line anymore because if you were gone then so were they for good. No one but you were gifted with seeing the two loves of your life how they truly were in the privacy of your home. You would be thankful for that for the rest of your life.
“Ms. Y/L/N, your presence is being requested in the common area.” Jarvis announced.
Without thinking about what is going on you leave your apartment and head towards the living room you all shared. You freeze as you take in the scene. Standing in the middle of the living room were Steve and Bucky, dressed in the 30s maybe 40’s style and you were in shock. They looked at you and smiled before coming closer.
“Am I dreaming?” You whisper. “I must be dreaming because I remember losing you.”
“You aren’t dreaming bugs, we’re really here.” Steve says as he stands before you. Cupping your face in his hands he tilts it back so that he can look into your eyes. You bring your hand to cover his and move it up his arm and under until it’s resting on his chest. Tears threaten to spill as you look at him and you can’t help it so you fist his shirt and pull him in. Capturing his lips in a desperate kiss letting you both know that this is really happening. A pair of hands find their way onto your hips and before you know it you are being turned around and you meet the pair of steel blue eyes you’ve missed so much.
“Hi bunny.” Is all Bucky says before he dips his head for a kiss of his own and you respond quickly not wanting to miss the chance to feel his lips again.
“We’ve missed you so much. We’re sorry it took us so long to get back to you but there was something we had to do back in our time.” He tells you. But you’re so happy that they’re here that you don’t care if they had to go to the beginning of time if that meant they would make it back to you.
“What did you have to do?” You ask.
“Oh we had to get this.” Bucky turns you back around and you look at Steve who is now on one knee holding a small box in his hand. Your eyes begin to water and you look back at Bucky to find him on his knees as well with a box of his own.
Steve is the first to speak.
“Bugs, we are so sorry for what we put you through for the last two and a half months. It was never our intention to hurt you. The last argument we had kept playing in my head while we were away and it made me realize that you have given me so much and I didn’t appreciate it, I didn’t appreciate you the way I should have.”
“We got so lost in this little piece of the past that we got when Peggy was here that we didn’t even consider the whole future we had with you. I meant what I said on the jet that day. I’m sorry, we both are so sorry that we let you down. This month away from you has been pure hell for us and we never have to go through that again.” Bucky adds.
“So Bugs, if you'll forgive us for being complete idiots and give us a chance, we want to spend the rest of our lives with you. Will you marry us?” Steve finishes and they both open their boxes at the same time. Steve’s holding a simple gold band while Bucky is holding a gold band with a single diamond.
You stare at them, the fear of rejection in their eyes but there is also hope. Your broken heart is finally starting to put itself back together by having the loves of your life with you again.
“Yes, I will. I’ll marry both of you.” You barely get to finish your sentence before they’re on you hugging and kissing both you and each other. When they finally separate they pull you to the couch to cuddle and you admire the rings.
“We know they’re simple and we can change them if you want.” Steve says Sheepishly.
“I love them.” You assure them both.
Bucky grabs your left hand in his to get a better look.
“They belonged to our mom’s.” He adds.
“Then I’ll guard them with my life.”
“I love you both so much.”
“We love you too.” They say in unison.
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