#idk Bucky is just like wtf Steve

[faeriecap]

so i’m sitting here thinking about samriley and how despite being a foil for steve’s relationship with bucky (which walker and lemar are as well + for bucky and sam’s relationship now that he’s cap) it never comes up in fatws??? which seems weird bc the show’s main focus was to introduce more of sam’s backstory and explore his character/experiences right? but then i remember one of you telling me on my barnes sibling post that the creators didn’t even. watch catws. like at all!

OF COURSE THEY DONT EVEN KNOW RILEY EXISTS??? but like what the literal hell????? WHY WOULDNT THEY WATCH THE MCU SOURCE MATERIAL FOR THEIR CHARACTERS? how can someone be so talented and fail so hard at the same time like i genuinely just don’t get it???? what are they even DOING at marvel studios rn i-

#idk maybe someone can give me a source again bc if it’s not true then it doesn’t explain anything #but if it is true i would just like to talk because wtf #i speak #steeb #bucket #sammich #marvel #captain america #anti mcu #steve rogers #mcu #catws #captain america the winter soldier #fatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #falcon and the winter soldier #sam wilson #samriley #riley #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes

[minimarvelh]

Saw the last ask you got and just had two throw my two cents into the conversation. First of all, a big Yeesss to all of what anon said, like smart Peter and bamf Peter for the win. But also strong Peter? Like very very strong Peter? Like, it's canon that Spiderman is stronger than all of the Avengers, even the Hulk in some comics. But then there are so many fic where he gets pushed around by Cap, Bucky and Nat during sparing and fights and stuff? Wtf? Natasha? Sure she's badass but no amount of technique and martial arts can help you take someone down who's like enhanced over all, has a sixth sense warning for danger and is several times stronger than Captain America. You don't just knock someone on their back who can lift a flipping building just cause you have more experience and know several fighting styles like how should that work? Apart from the fact that Peter is smart and won't just run into the fight with someone he knows has more experience than himself. Yeah ... I needed to get that off my chest lmao

ABSOLUTELY yes, I was always wondering like WTF HOW like how is that even possible if he is super strong?😭how Nat can knock him off, even with her techniques, I thinks it’s really REALLY hard to win against spiderman, with all his senses, his powers and abilities. He would feel that she would do the punch before the punch itself, so she could win only by confusing his senses but idk how she or any other avenger would do that. I thing their advantages are 1) experience and techniques (but that alone is not enough to win against spiderman) 2) team..I think that is the only way they could win against spiderman. Steve + Nat + Clint against Peter — there is a high chance they could win (with proper plan) maybe Tony or Hulk could win against him, but not the Nat or Clint.

thank you for sending your ask, I completely agree with you!! I hope you are having a good day❤️

#irondad and spiderson #irondad #spiderman #peter parker #tony stark #irondad spiderson #marvel

[evansbby]

will we ever get to see bucky’s reaction to steve stealing omega in the spinoff

Well, as I said I’d just tell you guys what I think would happen. And this is how I envision what happens after the spinoff ends. (Spoilers under the cut, obviously)

So Steve bites omega and bonds with her in the car in the middle of nowhere and then both of them become feral for each other and Steve fucks her right there in the car before realising it’s the middle of the street and it’s broad daylight so he probably shouldn’t do that. Meanwhile, omega is like… out of it almost. Like she’s just been mated and all her senses are just out of it but also wanting Steve. She’s forgotten everything else for now.

Anyways, then Steve drives them to some random motel and gets a room and then fucks her literally all day and all night. Her phone starts going off at night, and his too. Obviously it’s Bucky calling both of them bc neither of them showed up in Brooklyn and he’s worried 💔 But Steve takes her phone away and distracts her by fucking her again and again bc he’s feral for her and she’s feral for him too since the mating is so fresh.

THEN, the next day. Omega wakes up naked next to Steve in bed and she’s like what the fuck. And then it all comes back and she’s literally distraught and feels so awful and guilty and immediately needs to call Bucky. But she can’t find her phone and that’s when Steve wakes up, all cuddly and “good morning baby🥰” as if he didn’t just forcefully mate her the night before 💀

And omega backs away like, “I can’t believe you did that” but she’s not even concerned about confronting Steve at this point about his fucked up action, all she wants to do is call Bucky or go see Bucky and somehow explain this mess to him and she gets all panicked and desperate and tries to fight off Steve when he attempts to calm her down, she’s all like “I CAN’T BELIEVE WE DID THIS TO HIM THIS IS SO WRONG HOW COULD I DO THIS HOW COULD YOU DO THIS SJSNSKS”

And Steve tries to be patient with her but finally he just grabs her and scents her and tells her to be quiet 💀 he’s like, “I don’t regret what I did. Now I need you to calm down and not do anything irrational. We’ll speak to Bucky together. I have your phone and you can’t have it back until I say so. I’ve texted Bucky from my phone telling him that we’re okay and I’ll explain everything later.”

So she’s essentially trapped and she’s like wtf… But then Steve distracts her by fucking her with his big fat alpha cock 🤧🤧🤧 repeatedly.

ANYWAYS idk why I included all that but felt like I had to. SO, when Bucky finds out, I feel like it would go one of two ways but I can’t decide!

A) He’d be so fucking angry. Like livid. Like that alpha inside of him would explode and he’d beat Steve down like he did in The Winter Soldier movie 🫣🫣 Steve wouldn’t fight back bc, well, he knows he’s in the wrong. That would just infuriate Bucky more. He’d be angry with omega too, like wouldn’t listen to her apologies and just be angry at the world. Scream at her like why couldn’t she just love him or open up to him? He’d also be mad at himself for insisting Steve give her a lift 💀💀 This would become his villain origin story and he’d become a super mean alpha who uses girls left and right, doesn’t respect omegas and is very VERY possessive of any girl in the future. He also would stop letting girls in, he’d stop being vulnerable with them, stop being charming with them. He’d just fuck them and move on and he wouldn’t trust ANYONE.

B) Bucky would still beat Steve up like he did in the Winter Soldier movie. But he’d be more hurt and betrayed than angry. Omega would try to explain and after he’s calmed down, he’d ask her where this leaves them. Omega would be so confused bc she doesn’t know. Yes, she didn’t want to be bonded to Steve, yes it was forced. But she can’t deny the yearning she feels for Steve. And I think eventually, Bucky would see that. He’d be hurt and deffo would not speak to those two again. But years down the line, he’d find his own omega and it would all click for him. And she’d love him and he’d mark her and get his happy ending. He’d be very very VERY possessive tho.

IDK THIS is what I’m feeling rn. None of this is concrete and tbh the ending of the spin-off is kind of up for interpretation and y’all can pick your own endings and make up your own ending but yeah!!!

#anon #spin off spoiler

[ravenirene]

Sometimes I be forgetting that the mcu completely flipped steve and buckys dynamic. I open up a comic and see this be like "wtf?". Look at steve compared to bucky

Like bucky was the younger tiny one that would get into fights and steve would have to pull him from them.(I mean it's different, mcu steve only fought bullies and comic bucky just fought ppl cause he could)

Here's them about to celebrate buckys 20th birthday.(steves like...24-26? In this comic, idk their age gap varies on writers and retcons)

#captian america #steve rogers #bucky barnes #winter soldier #comics #comic #mcu #marvel #james buchanan barnes

[misses-winter-soldier]

Broken+broken=fixed

Steve chetead on you but Bucky's there to show you what love really is.

Steve x reader -> Bucky x reader

Mention of cheating

Part1

Part 2

1 month later

Bucky and I have sleepovers and cuddle sessions almost every night and besides that he speaks to me. He talks about the 40s all day long. It's cute. He started trying to catch up with the movies, books, music and fashion. We spend a lot of time together now and it's great. We cook together every day, we have weekly movie nights and weekends are for therapy sessions with each other, which, idk how much it helps him other then getting things off his chest.

Steve is still gone. He hasn't called me in 3 weeks now. I text him everyday and he replies maybe once a week or only if it's something about his buddy.

"Hey y/n! Tell me you don't have plans for tonight pls pls!"

"Haha . I don't but why?"

"I wanna watch Ice age! Really really bad and i know it s not Friday yet but please please please can we watch it?"

He's adorable. No wait. I can't think that. I have a boyfriend.

"Y/n? You ok?"

"Oh um yeah. I just zoomed out for a sec. And yes we can watch it. I love ice age"

"Are sure you're ok? Look i know I'm a little hard to deal most times and really sore if I'm being to clingy or smth like that. You can say no. It's cool. you're already doing so much for me"

"Hey none of that. I like hanging out with you and i do love ice age. It s just.... Today's the day Steve and i made it official and it's just a bit hard. I feel like we just drifted apart and I've done everything i could to get us back up but it doesn't seem to work.... I've just been thinking about our relationship and it feels like he doesn't want to be with me. I'm sorry i should tell you all of this"

"Why do you think that?"

"Pffffff! He has been cold and distant for months. I can't remember the last time he as much as hugged me.... He is gone most of the time and when he's here he's out. Comes home very late and bolts out after breakfast. He ignores my calls and only texts me back when he want something. I called him this morning. He declined my call. So i texted him i still haven't gotten any reply. Just seen. It hurts. Because i don't know what's happening. Why he acts this way. Idk if i did something to upset him or of he just lost interest. Maybe there's someone else...."

I didn't even realize I'm crying until he wiped off some tears off my cheeks.

"I know Steve. He wouldn't cheat on you, ok? And I've seen you with him. You take care off him and I've seen the way you look at him. You're beautiful and kind, you're sweet and caring and you put up with both of us which is just wow. My point is he has no reason to lose interest in you. He works a lot and it's a very stressful job so maybe he s distance come from not wanting to take it out on you. Talk to him. I'm sure he will explain everything." He hugs me.

Damn i miss hugs.

"I can't talk to someone who ignores me Buck.. let's watch the movie. I'll make popcorn "

While I was in the kitchen Bucky called Steve.

"Hello?"

Did Steve become a woman? Wtf is this?

"Um hi? Who is this? I'm Sharon. Steves girlfriend. Who s this?"

"Put him on the phone right now!"

"Hey Buck"

"HEY BUCK? ARE YOU SERIOUS? WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT BITCH STEVE? WHY DID SHE SAY SHE'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND?"

"Buck just calm down ok. Are you good? Why did you call?'

"Oh I'm calm. And I'm ok. I'm perfect actually. You know why? Because your girlfriend is taking care of my perky ass. You know? Y/n. In case you forget which girlfriend I'm talking about. And i guess it doesn't matter why i called anymore. Have fun you asshole "

"Wait. Come on man. "

"I'll called because y/n just cried in MY arms because if YOU. Because of what at ass you've been. But it's pointless to talk to you about it. Obviously you don't care. Have fun with your whore"

"Are you gonna tell her?"

" No. You are. I'll give you 24h to end things. Idc what you tell her. "

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. 24h or I'll tell her the truth and help her burn your shit"

Call ends.

He got the bed ready and put the movie on.

7h later.

I was asleep next to him. Bucky couldn't sleep tho.

Bucky mind:

Why would he do this?

She's funny and interesting

She gorgeous and hot

She is the sweetest person I've ever met and she makes amazing pasta

She's taken care off him like no one ever will

She loved him

She trusted him

What are you doing Steve? What happened to you?

When I woke up breakfast was ready and Bucky waiting for me in the kitchen with the biggest smile on his face

"Morning"

"Morning doll"

That's new. Pet names?

"What are your plans for today?"

"Actually my plans are yours too. I've spoken to Fury earlier and he wants us to start training the new recruits. Or. He wants you to make sure i dont go berserk and kill one."

"I'll go change ,call Steve and then I'm good to go."

"Steve?"

"Yeah he texted me to call him"

"He did huh?"

I nodded and went to my room.

"Let's see if you answer."

Part 3

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan x reader #winter solider x y/n #winter solider imagine #steve kemp x you #steve kemp x y/n #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp smut #steve kemp imagine #steve kemp fic

[espinosaurusrexex]

Sunday's almost over here but I saw this tweet and had to bring it here.

https://twitter.com/theradrady/status/1665478337697808390?t=aRFIAATcC7c2B6XhSEvN8A&s=19

How do you think Bucky would react to each of those other characters? Bucky and Nick would be a really interesting interaction imo😂

Don’t worry about it you can ALWAYS send asks about anything - it’s not exclusive to Sunday 💓

Okay so I feel like most of these character’s problem is their giant ego. And this makes things so interesting when it comes to Bucky because he doesn’t necessarily thing nightly of himself. Yes, he’s a little sassy and I knows that he has skills but he doesn’t think of the world as destructible. I feel like Bucky is very aware of how things can affect him especially because he is affected though the court mandated sessions and such.

So I think meeting them or hearing about them would go a little like this:

Bucky - Nick

They’d definitely meet through a mission lmao

And Bucky thinks he’s just another asshole with money and control - which he hates

He is a little surprised when Nick suddenly shows some skills in fighting but other than that he is just annoyed his wealthy ass slipped past the radar for so long

He end him, of course, but it feels just like another mission to him

Bucky - Steve

First time he hears about cannibalism’s at this caliber, he’s just so confused and kind of scared like this meme “teenagers scare the living shit out of me” lmao

It’s times like this when Bucky jokes about the Winter soldier having solved a problem like Steve in no time - given he unter went less processes because he worked beyond the law with Hydra

He immediately doesn’t like him when he learns about Steve’s business and is just very grossed out

“What’s the Problem Barnes? It’s not like you haven’t seen chopped body parts before”

“This is different, this is so much more gruesome than war”

He can’t imagine someone voluntarily living in a house with a cooler full of body parts AND EATING THEM?! wtf

So when he meets him for the first time, idk maybe they infiltrate Steve’s house to lock him up and save the women, he violates mission protocol and just knocks Steve unconscious as soon as he steps foot in the house

There’s no acceptance for guys like him and he finest even flinch when Fury benches him because of his fifth violation - it was so worth it… and necessary

Bucky - Lance

Now this one’s interesting because it’s two total opposites running into one another

Lance who’s had everything going for him all his like and then Bucky who took tragedy after tragedy

Maybe he’s a little jealous at first because Lance’s life seems so glorious but then he quickly realizes what an asshole he his

Bucky has trauma, yes, but he tries to be invisible and not the center of attention especially when people don’t like him

And that’s another thing, lance doesn’t have a clue about his environment and it makes Bucky really appreciate his own attentiveness

Overall, I think they would have a little appreciation for Bucky because of how skilled he is and ruthless he seems (sometimes). Nick probably made an offer about hiring him too. Not Lance though, he probably made a stupid joke and almost earned a broken arm just in time for the Olympics had Sam not intervened.

Okayyy that’s it, I liked this very much! Thank you for asking 💞 what do you think? Feel free to reblog with other Sebastian Stan characters too!

#meg answers #gotta love crossovers #bucky Barnes #nick fowler #lance tucker #steve kemp #megs sunday discussion

[rollingthunderpouringrain]

I was scrolling through your blog as I do every once in a while and all of a sudden I started feeling mad that steve just left bucky without saying anything to go live out his life in the past. why would he do that to bucky. wtf. what happened to the end of the line

Fox! Why would you do this to me

😭😭😭😭

Nah, you're right, you're right..I don't get it either 😫 There would've been options to deal with that concept in a better way imo. In my head he came back earlier (with Peggy, I like Peggy) and stayed in the present and sorta retired as Cap and was just. There. Idk, there's many possibilities.

Also, imagine Steve going back in time and knowing Bucky is out there losing his self and being turned into a brainwashed assassin. Steve would ignore the rules of time travel or whatever and save that Bucky, like hello?!

I can somehow turn the Goodbye scene between the two into something acceptable in my head but the truth is that I don't like the scene, it was written in a weird way and although I totally appreciate the callback and parallels to Cap 1 I never watched the scene again after seeing it at the cinema 😂 I hate it.

I dislike the writing decision though, not Steve. He just did it differently in my head and is still part of Bucky's life as far as I'm concerned. Maybe he really IS chilling on the moon, you know. Imagine Bucky's excitement to visit him there after a mission. Hjhsjkff idk man idk

#fox youll just be giving me sudden heartaches hm?! 😂🧡 #ignore my rambling i am sooo tired #but you're free to tell me your headcanons 👀 #don't get me wrong the writers have their version of story to tell and i can't do anything against that. #but even without the shipping i never found that decision that logical idk.. #actualsoyboy #asks

[abbatoirablaze]

I just came across the good girls story and binge-read it and I’m not sure when the last time you added drables or anything but uuhhMM………WTF DO YOU MEAN STEVE CHEATS ON CAM!!??!?! And he tried to make her seem like an unfit mother!?!?!! heelllllllll nnnNNOOOOOOOO!! You gotta make both Peggy and Steve end up miserable idk how but it’s what they deserve!!! And oh Cami 😔 write in Thor for her or something she needs better

So you should definitely start reading Ex Wive's Club. If you started with Good Girl's Club, the next one is Bad Girl's Club (which introduces a new set of girls), (Stripper and Soldier if you want to read Bucky's storyline and get more of an understanding of the type of man Steve really is), and then Ex Wive's Club which is the one I'm currently writing, which includes girls from both stories and Bucky and Mel.

But yes, Steve cheats on Cami. And yes, he will pull similar stunts that he did when he split up Bucky and Mel (S&S). If you read Ex Wive's Club though, you'll get to see that Steve is miserable...and while I'm not going to spoil much more, it's worth the read. Especially with the chapters sitting in my drafts.

[sebastiansluts]

Hello rose! How are you? Are you okay now? I miss you and I really hope you have a wonderful thanksgiving and I have a dream that I wanna share cause my dreams are more fun and complicated than my life lol. Okay so I dreamt that I was having a fight w one of my uncle and basically we’re fighting over smthng and he made an agreement w my grandma and my grandma said yes but I don’t like that agreement so I stole the thing w Bucky, Sam, and other people that I have no clue who since it’s not belong to him and so I was chased by my uncle and we’re gonna make sure the thing is safe and put back where it belongs it’s so vivid I can remember when my car broke down and I gotta run and saw Sam etc. and the part that kept me thinking is that there’s Steve but he’s like some royalty idk and there’s nat and this lil shit we call bucky just had to flirts w her and got Steve jealous so he picks me up to make him jealous (it worked btw I see Bucky is jealous hahaha) and we’re on the run again w Steve staying by my side (I wanna scream cause I want Bucky lol) and at the end Bucky helped do smthng to the thing and I kid you not I’m sad cause this part where I want to see him I mean we all do but somehow I have bad feelings that he’s gone or smthng so we’re searching for him in case he got back and I tried to open this door and there’s Steve on the other side and I was like “wtf where’s bucky” and he said “you don’t know? Ig since you’re not taught I’m gonna tell you, so in order to keep you save we made a deal, you’re save in exchange for his life” and I kid you not my heart is breaking but I wake up and now I’m sad like this mf got me some angst fanfic bullshit in my dream 😭😭😭 I was gonna try to revive him back and find a way how until my sister called me and I woke up pls Bucky can’t be dead in my dream 😭😭😭😭😭

~ sad beluga 🐳

Hi love!! I am doing better now thank you! And I did have a good thanksgiving, how about you? And omg that's an intense dream!!! It is straight up a fanfic, I love having those types of dreams, except I hate when they end up sad or you wake up sad!! Sending hugs babe!!! <3

#rose answers #anon #anon ask #beluga anon

[forgetful-nerd]

Tony: what is the stupidest thing you have ever done?

Steve: Fought in back alleys before the serum, flew an airplane into the sea, Jumped out of an airplane with out a parachute, attacked an intergalactic alien dictator using only my fists-

Tony: I only need one, Rogers. Ok Bucky, what’s the stupidest thing you’ve done?

Bucky:.......... Steve, Apparently.

#idk Bucky is just like wtf Steve #marvel #avengers #mcu #comics #iron man #tony stark #avengers: endgame #steve rogers x bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain america #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #stucky #steve x bucky

[army-of-mai-lovers]

ok I know this is an atla blog but I also know a lot of my mutuals are marvel.....idk if “fans” is the right word but y’all have seen the movies, and I gotta ask: do people actually like Dr. Strange? Both the character and the movie? I saw the movie years and years after it came out and by then I was way more disillusioned with Marvel as a franchise than I was when Dr. Strange actually came out but truly as someone who loves time travel movies I cannot picture a timeline where I enjoy Dr. Strange (the character or the movie). He’s just a dick and the movie is just a very shallow rehash of the kind of “Eastern spirituality” that white women in yoga pants dish out when they feel unsatisfied with the suburban hellscapes they create and RACHEL MCADAMS DOESN’T EVEN GET TO TIME TRAVEL. WHEN IS RACHEL MCADAMS GOING TO GET TO TIME TRAVEL. were there some cool visuals sure but otherwise I can’t fucking stand it and it regularly ends up on ppl’s top Marvel movies list (alongside Black motherfucking Panther???? how could you even COMPARE Black Panther to the whitewashed nonsense of Dr. Strange?????) and I’m just. I’m so confused. did I miss something? what’s going on?

#i did not intend to rant for that long about the scourge that is dr strange but the dude deserves it #esp now that they're making white spiderverse #who needs that shit #i'm so tired #swearing tw #caps tw #genuinely i'm asking i'm not gonna slam you if you enjoyed dr strange buddy #i enjoyed civil war when it came out i have no moral high ground #to this day one of my most emotional viewing experiences was seeing tws opening weekend and fucking sobbing #when steve told bucky that he wasn't going to fight him #deadass i'm tearing up now as i write this wtf #bucky my beloved #i know i just lost someone's respect w that tag but idc i love bucky #i also love sam dw #i also don't participate in marvel fandom and never have (which honestly seeing y'all participate in it i made the right call) #but like idk what the marvel fandom discourse is so i may have said something that's not copacetic idk #i apologize in advance

[ironhusband]

I’ve been going through the tags on Pavi’s gifset about the difference between Sam and Rhodey and their best friends’ legacy, and I’m... Steve stans are so used to yes men for Steve that they think disagreeing with your best friend means you secretly hate him, I hate it here. 

#wtf is wrong with yall #ramble rumble #I don't mean to diss on Steve stans not all of you are like thus but for people who seem to thin it's so important for sam to be his own- #person... wtf #think* #this* #this is kinda my issue with Tony antis who are Rhodey stans because they focus too much on hating Tony and less on liking rhodey #like. obviously Tony stans have the opposite issue sometimes with saying rhodey will support Tony no matter what but like at least some of- #us like that they're different and can just acknowledge they have a healthy relationship??? anyways this was my tag rant #ask me to tag this if any of yall need it I just wanted to rant for a bit #errrr idk what to tag this I don't want to piss off any fandom #I know I said no more Steve hate but that's not what this is this is hate for that extremely toxic opinion #this is also why I high key want Bucky and Sharon and Sam disagreeing with each other (esp about the flag smashers)- #and doing it respectfully. they all come from different backgrounds and I don’t want them agreeing immediately just because it’s easy

[teebarnes]

That Was The Wrong Decision | Young!reader

| Word Count: 1.9k

| Summary: Adopted into the Avengers, your parents wanted you to have a life they never had growing up. They slowly realised that, that was in truth not the best decision.

| Warning(s): Young reader, Steve and Nat, crying, just... idk wtf this was tbh.

A/N: Yeah... so... This was a fic complied of unfinished fics I had left in my notes from a series I didn't like. This was the product. Taaaa daaaaa 😭 I'm sorry for this trash, I didn't want the writing to go to waste.

All likes, comments and reblogs are super duper appreciated :)

Besides training at a young age with the avengers, you were prone to everyday, regular life.

Having Steve and Natasha as your prime guardians, they both wanted you to have a typical childhood experience. It just made it harder for you, that you had an IQ of 190. You were a very quick learner, and Steve and Nat would curse ever leaving you in the hands of Bruce or Tony.

From a very early age, you were a hydra experiment, left in the ruins of a hydra base back in Russia. When Natasha was on a retrieval mission, she found you hidden in the rumble, so she brought you back to the compound. She thought maybe this would be her second change after what happened in Budapest. Despite having no female reproductive organs, Nat very much wanted a family, and so did Steve Rogers.

Natasha and Steve had an agreement that adopting you could be their way of having a family they could never have. So they did; a few months after you came back with Natasha, you officially became Y/n Romanoff-Rogers. Over the years, you grew up learning from everyone in the Avengers initiative, and they found that you had a gift. The gift of knowledge and solving problems faster than Einstein himself (or so the team believed). You had become family, and everyone loved having you around; being the six years old you were, you acted more like an adult than a kid, which concerned both Steve and Nat.

However, like all things, good things come to an end, and today you were being sent off to school for the first time...

You stood plain-faced with your school bag on and outfit ready to roll. You were definitely not in the mood, still trying to process having to sit with kids who you already knew you hated.

"Do I have to go" you looked up to Steve, who was already packing your lunch into your school bag. "Yes, final answer. You need to experience normalcies y/n," Steve said, zipping your bag up. "But" you tried to deject, but Nat cut you off; she kneeled down to your level, helping you zip your jacket up.

"No, buts, just go and have a fun day, okay?" Nat smiled, kissing your forehead. You sighed, giving a defeating nod, "okay then." turning around to Steve, you gave his legs a hug, he chuckled, kneeling down to return a proper hug. "Have fun, okay? I love you" he smiles, caressing your cheek. You smiled back. "I love you too, dad", you softly replied.

Tony ran out into the halls, "She is perfectly fine here, guys!" He protested as their team all said their goodbyes to their littlest Avenger. Steve turns to Tony with a stern look, "she needs this, Tony". Nat nodded in agreement with Steve's comment. Bucky smiles, waving y/n goodbye "see ya, kiddo," y/n sadly looks back as she followed Nat out into the car. Tony and the rest of the team could see it in y/n's eyes; she didn't want to leave.

Y/n props herself up and into her, looking out the window to see her entire family waving her goodbye. "Alright, kiddo, ready to go?" She looked into the rearview mirror, watching as you softly waved goodbye to everyone. "yeah, I guess", you sighed sadly. As the car began to put distance between you and your home, you eagerly looked back, wanting to stay.

Ten minutes later, you arrived at your new school. Steve and Nat thought it was a good idea to enrol you into a private school in the wealthy neighbourhood the compound was located in. It was better for you here, and they felt you'd be safer attending a private school rather than public.

Nat put the car in park, looking back at you. You were looking at the big building right in front of you before quietly bursting into tears. Nat had gotten out of the car, opening your door; she kneeled down to your eye level. "Y/n, hun? What's wrong?" she asked. Your face was stained with tears of sadness; you wouldn't speak.

When Nat reached to unbuckle you, you blocked her hand from unclasping the seatbelt. "No! I wanna go back home," you yelled before crying silently to her. "Mom, take me home, please," you told her. Nat shook her head before unbuckling your belt.

"I don't want to go. Don't make me go, Mom!" Nat wiped your tears in an attempt to stop your soft sobs, "Hey", she sweetly spoke. "you'll be okay Y/n, you'll make friends and have lots of fun. I promise." you were searching in Nat's eyes for a chance that she'd take you home, but there was nothing. "... and when you're done school, Dad will be here to pick you up", she smiled. You sniffled with tears still welling in your eyes. "f-fine," you let out before getting out of the car.

"If it makes you feel better, I'll ask if uncle Bucky wants to come, okay?" smiling again, Nat kissed your forehead. You hugged Nat tightly, desperately trying to hold on even though you knew she wouldn't change her mind.

"see you", you smiled lightly before turning your back and following all the school kids into the large building. Nat kneeled on the pavement for a bit, watching you walk in, shedding a few of her own tears.

Later in the day…

"See, Nat, I am telling you this is a bad idea to put her into school. She can learn everything she needs to know with us!" Tony paced around the room after Nat had said y/n had cried.

Steve sat at the meeting table, contemplating whether it was a good idea to put her into school. Nat sighed "she needs friends Tony, she needs social experience. Something, most of us here never got." Bucky sits next to Steve "well, I'm all in for picking her up with Steve today." He chimed in before patting his friends back. Steve looked at Nat "well, we will see how today goes. She does have Morgan", he lightly gestures. "No offence Tony, but Morgan is literally her only friend. She needs other people..." Nat looks at Steve with a 'you know I am right' look.

"Look, I know you are all worried, but she is bright. This is good for her. Please just support-" Nat was stopped by the buzzing of her phone. Nat reaches into her pocket, taking her phone out, and answers the call, "Yes, this is she" A few seconds later, Nat ends the call ", thank you, we will be there soon", a big sigh escaping her mouth. Tony stood wide-eyed with an 'I told you' face.

Nat looks to Steve, "we need to head to her school" Steve furrows in confusion, "why?" Nat stood from her seat "the dean wants to speak with us", she sighs again, walking out. Tony gives a little victory smirk, and Bucky gets up, following quickly on their heels.

At School…

"Steve, Natasha, Nice meeting you again", the school dean shakes their hands before offering them a seat. "thank you for coming", she smiles, taking a seat. You sat outside the office with Bucky showing him the drawings you did during class time.

"What can we do you for, Principal Field?" Steve crossing a leg over his other, looking at her waiting for an answer. "It has come to our attention that your daughter is very gifted." She starts. Nat closed her eyes, sighing; she knew exactly where this is going. "Are you aware she can solve problems, understand and write at an advanced level?" The principal looks to their pair of them. "yes…." Steve and Nat say in unison before Nat chimed in, "yes, we are aware of our daughter's ability", both looking back at you while you were explaining to Bucky about your drawings.

"With all due respect, she needs to be here. She needs friends her age and a normal life." Ms Field looked at Nat sympathetically. "I do understand, but we simply can't teach her skills she already knows." She looked down before continuing, "I'm sure home-schooling could be better for her? if you don't want her to learn at a university level" Steve nods, looking at Nat, who gives a defeated look. "We understand ma'am, thank you so much for your time", Steve smiles. The principal said her goodbyes before walking them out.

Bucky watched as his friends walked out while you were sat on his shoulders "look, here's Mom and Dad," he pointed. You looked in his direction with a big smile on your face. "Wanna see my drawings!" you beamed. It was at that moment that Nat realised that this was a mistake. Tony was right; you were better at home with your family than away from them. Nat nodded, reaching for you to hug. "Of course I do" Bucky bent down so Nat could grab you from his shoulders. Snug like a koala around Nat, you smiled, waving at Steve, who was right behind her, "Hometime?" you carefully asked, and Steve nodded. "Yes, love".

~

Bucky was sitting at the back with you while Steve sat driving, holding Nat's hand. Both Steve and Nat were not together, but they acted as if they had been married for years most of the time. "How was school?" Nat asked you. You sat there blank of an answer, then you let out a big sigh,

"really slow… the kids didn't even know what 5 plus 5 was. And we were learning stuff that I already knew Mom." Bucky chuckled a bit at your comment, but all you could do was look down at your drawings.

"Did you make friends?" Steve asked as he rode onto compound turf. Y/n shook her head "no. nobody wanted to be friends with me", she sighed sadly. As soon as the gates opened, you were looking out the window. The big smile on your face when you saw everyone waiting outside for you.

Nat and Steve had looked at each other after your comment. Saddened by what their daughter had told them. They thought it was a good idea, but they knew that you were like everyone else.

Your excitement peaked, waving at everyone and seeing your excitement; Steve and Nat confirmed their decision to home-school you, not that you needed it. Steve smiled, watching you; he could barely park the car when you had already jumped in your seat to get out. Bucking helped unbuckle you, "there ya go", he laughed. You opened the door, quickly jumping out and making a run to hug everyone.

"I'm homeeeee" you smiled. You were already making your way inside, showing Peter and Wanda your drawings while Tony, Clint, Bruce and Thor were looking at Nat. "What?" she squinted, annoyed. "You know what," Tony said. Nat didn't want to admit it, but she nodded in defeat.

"Yeah, okay, okay, so maybe home-schooling is a good idea" she smiled. Your eyes lit up hearing Nat says those words causing you to dance around a bit before racing off to show everyone else what you had drawn, a picture of your family, the one's you'd grown up loving.

And you did that. You grew up learning from everyone; Tony and Bruce taught you the smarts of engineering and technology. Natasha and Bucky taught your combat. Wanda and Vision taught you how to control and use your gift. Peter taught you how to be somewhat of a typical teenager, Clint with Archery, Thor on how to be the strongest Avenger and Steve... he kept your brain intact, of course, taught you your values and morals.

Thank you for reading, I am absolutely sorry this one was trash.

I really didn't know what tag this would go under lol, so it's a collective tag list. Sorry for the tag 😭.

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Mistakes are my own, please do not repost, copy or translate my fics; all writing is my own.

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#Bucky Barnes #Steve Rogers #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #y/n rogers #y/n romanoff #steve x natasha #steve rogers x natasha romanoff #avengers!reader #avengers fic #the avengers #marvel one shot #marvel fanfiction #marvel

[imposterogers]

im being fully honest when i say i think the mcu grew fucking allergic to genuine friendship and found family. and imo it is entirely plausible that it's in part also homophobia and racism to some degree that made it so (steve with sam and bucky, scott and luis) like. god idk but it really feels like they bizarrely regressed with time where they went more and more into a conservative kind of "only romantic relationships between cishet white men and women/nuclear families matter" mentality

it honestly was so fucked up and if you spend more than ten seconds looking at the relationships highlighted in endgame it’s really apparent how much they destroyed the found family to push heterosexual & “blood” relations

-in the antman films, scott literally was living with luis. he had family dinners with his ex wife, her husband, and their daughter. he was running a business with kurt and dave. & yet they only showed/mentioned hope & cassie

-steve rogers was best friends with bucky since he was SIX years old. he had already watched him die once, the second time must have been excruciating. sam wilson was his best friend since 2014 and was literally a fugitive of the law with steve for years. same with natasha. instead of staying with the family he had (nat) and mourning the MOST important people in his life he spent the whole time mourning a woman who had died of old age half a decade before the snap. and when he finally got sam and buck back he left them for a trophy wife

-the whole reason natasha was the one to sacrifice herself on vormir is bc clint had a wife and family to go back to. that’s fucked up. she also spent five years alone leading the new avengers bc all the ogs abandoned her

-bruce banner just lived by himself I guess? and never spoke to any of the avengers for five years? even thor who he had become really close to thor in ragnarok

-they brought gamora back (from another timeline) which ??? was that just so quill could have a romantic interest again??

like seriously wtf

#anti endgame

[captainsimagines]

traitor

Summary: It was only one night, no strings attached, just two friends working through their grief together. Steve went to live his life with Peggy and within two weeks of returning, he peacefully passed. Unimaginable things happen everyday, jokes have negative consequences, and protection doesn’t always protect from the possibility… the possibility of carrying a child. He would have stayed if he knew, everyone agrees with this, so why is the world calling Steve Rogers a traitor?

One-Shot (with a happy ending)

Pairing(s): Avengers x Fem Reader; brief Steve Rogers x Fem Reader

Warnings: Unexpected pregnancy; serious talks about abortion; brief mention of suicide (if you squint); mentions of Endgame deaths; strong language; minor descriptions of actual birth; ANGST but with a happy ending! This is purely fanfiction. 

Word Count: 6,600+

A/N: So, Olivia Rodrigo’s album just came out and dude, jfc every song is magical. like... wtf. This is essentially a ‘song fanfic’, but ehhhh not quite. The lyrics don’t match the fanfic lmao but the melody does??? idk this is a shit ton of angst, be warned. It was from a request I got a while back, so this is kind of a request fanfic. 

~

Up until the moment Steve pressed his soft lips to yours, you were certain you had never experienced such a wonderful sensation of magic. You had been witness to actual magic, to beings from other worlds, and yet Steve’s gentle touch was enough to erase any other image, to completely overpower your senses, a kind of magic that dug deep into the trenches of your heart and settled in its new home. 

No, you and Steve were not a couple. There were some flirty remarks over the years, some fantasies that lay dormant, but there was never the craving to actually act upon them. But when half the world disappeared and the remaining Avengers came up with a plan five years later, the loss of a teammate prompted the sudden push of two touch-starved individuals. The rest of the team had gone to sulk in their own corners of the compound, some hard at work at constructing the final piece to the puzzle, and you and Steve ventured off to the kitchen. Two cups of tea each, silent but heavy tears mixing in with the sugar and milk. 

You were the first to break, shoulders crumbling and knees rocking under your weight. You fell to the floor, sobs and hiccups forming into a full-blown attack, your hands scratching at your neck. Steve fell beside you, pulling you into his chest and rocking you back and forth. He cried too, the final words of his best friend ringing in his ears like a dreaded song on repeat. See you in a minute. See you in a minute. See you in a minute. 

Time was irrelevant, you had enough of counting time, estimating it, time-traveling through it. If you could sit there all night, all week, another five years huddled close to Steve Rogers, then so be it. 

‘I can’t believe she’s gone,’ you had sobbed. 

‘I can’t believe it either. I can’t,’ he had cried back. 

You had simply lifted your head and turned his face toward yours, searching his eyes for any hesitation before you had leaned in first. He had returned the intimate gesture almost immediately, gripping you tightly. Tears dripped in between your moving lips, sobs caught inside breathy moans, grips becoming tighter and tighter as each of you shared your first time together. No other partner up until that point had ever pulled such a pained but grateful cry from your throat, no other human being had ever made you feel so safe and peaceful. 

The final battle was over, you had lost yet another teammate, but the world had a chance to start over. And Steve had pulled you aside a few days before he returned the stones, letting you know that he wasn’t coming back the same man. He had been so scared of telling you, of possibly betraying you, but when your palms cupped his cheeks and you gave him a kiss on the lips with a soft whisper of ‘Be with her. Cherish her. Be happy. We’ll meet again’, his worries instantly shattered. He could only rapidly nod his head, grabbing your hands that were soaked in his tears, and kissing them until he said his final goodbyes. 

And he returned such a different man, but with a smile you had never quite seen before. Yes, he was older and you only had a few seconds to actually process that, but he was happy. He had been happy. He finally lived the life he deserved. 

Sitting in that pew two weeks later, both sad and happy tears streaming down your face, you felt at peace for the first time in a long time. You simply gripped Wanda’s hand as they carried the casket down the aisle, a sad melody drowning the church. 

`

The first round of sickness hit you the day of the funeral, but you obviously didn’t think much of it. It was the fits of sadness and grief, the hot coil in the middle of your stomach, you thought. It had to be. It wasn’t until your breakfast was regurgitated into your toilet only a few minutes after enjoying it that you were suddenly worried. 

You sneaked to some liquor store a subway ride away, careful of not leaving a trail. This was embarrassing, it was insane, it couldn’t possibly be real. You gave the cashier your money and ran to the stall provided, peeing on the stick the best you could before placing it on the dirty sink in the corner. You patted your hands on your thighs repeatedly, careful to not touch any other thing in a goddamn liquor store bathroom. 

‘Friday?’ your voice was so defeated, tears already stinging your eyes.

Your little bluetooth sprang to life, ‘Yes, Y/N?’

Your bottom lip was trembling wildly, hands now shaking. ‘Can you stay active with me while I read the results? I can’t… I can’t be alone right now.’

‘Yes, Y/N. Anything you need, I’m here.’ You sobbed openly, thanking her under your breath. ‘Are you sure you don’t want me to contact anybody else?’

‘I can’t face them. I can’t face them if it’s positive, Friday.’

‘Okay, it’s alright,’ her voice was so delicate, so quiet and reassuring. ‘Just keep talking to me, Y/N. I think the results should be ready now.’

You inched closer to the test. ‘I’m scared, Friday.’

‘I know,’ Friday sighed, ‘But you will get through this. No matter the result.’

Grabbing the small device from the sink, you swallowed so much saliva that it actually hurt. The plus sign was so clear, so evident in its visibility, and your ears only registered the loud cries escaping your painful lungs because Friday was practically yelling in your ear. 

‘Please, calm down Y/N! Your heart rate is too fast-” she was stuttering, an AI was stuttering. ‘I’m calling for help. You need someone to be here with you. I’m sorry.’

It took ten minutes. Ten minutes of banging outside the bathroom door from the cashier, ten minutes of blurry vision and a strep throat. Sam broke through the door as quickly as he could, eyes flying around the small bathroom until he saw you huddled in the corner, a pregnancy test clutched in your small hand. He crouched down beside you, hands extended but not exactly touching you, and eyes trying to lock with yours. 

‘Y/N, Y/N?’

Just the sound of his voice, the voice of someone who didn’t need this added pain in their lives, it was just too much. Another weight added to your shoulders. 

‘I don’t know why,’ you choked out, ‘I’m so sorry.’

Sam’s face contorted into a pained expression, eyes brimmed with salty tears. ‘What are you talking about? No one is blaming you for anything. You’re safe, I’m here.’

You shook your head violently, ‘I didn’t mean to.’

But as quickly as those words left your mouth, the pounding in your head had become too unbearable. You collapsed into Sam’s arms. 

`

You woke to a single doctor who was monitoring your vitals. She was just sitting beside your bed, clicking random buttons on the screen in front of her. You whimpered slightly, the bright lights temporarily blinding you. The doctor quickly stopped what she was doing and removed the tube from your nose, allowing you to breathe on your own. You ignored the weird scratch that caused, and asked her the question you needed to have answered by a true medical professional - not a liquor store device. 

She confirmed what you already knew. There were no ‘congratulations’ or even ‘I’m sorry’s’, just the fact that you were pregnant and it was very early on. There were still options for you, it was healthy so far, you were healthy so far- 

Wait, options? 

The team were all huddled outside, nerves all over the place. They didn’t know what was going on. Sam knew but it wasn’t his information to pass on. It wasn’t until Bucky’s angry demeanor actually turned violent, a hole forming through the hospital wall. You were all on a private floor, completely displaced from the reality down on other levels, so any freak-outs were only slightly justified. Slightly. 

‘Sam, you gotta tell us. I made a promise to Steve, Sam! I promised to take care of her!’

Bucky’s words gripped Sam’s heart in a metaphorical vice. ‘She’s gotta tell you guys, man. It’s not my place.’

You had curled in on yourself, the doctor’s words echoing louder and louder. 

‘Abortion is an option. At this rate, it would be quick and safe. I can promise you that. It’s your choice.’

You wanted to die. You wanted the world to swallow you up and bury you alive. You wanted to disappear. If you had died in the snap, this wouldn’t have happened. It wouldn’t have happened. 

The ride back to the compound was a quiet one, with Sam driving you and the radio on low volume. 

‘Are you going to tell them?’

You bit your lip, ‘The doctor said I had options.’

Sam’s breath hitched and he tried to mask it, but you had heard it. You felt guilty, disgusting, like you betrayed Steve and the rest of the team. They had just lost him, you had just lost him, and you were carrying his child. And if Steve would have known, he would have wanted it. He would have encouraged you to have it, he would have been so happy, he would have been such a great fa-

‘The choice is yours, Y/N.’ He glanced over at you, ‘Can you at least tell me who the father is?’

The wrecked sobs were like second nature now, choking you with their strength. ‘I’m so sorry!’

Sam pulled to the side of the road and quickly took off his seatbelt, sliding over in the connected front seats to pull you into his chest. ‘Shh, hey. We are not going to be mad at you. Everything’s going to be okay. It may not seem like it now but-’

‘Sam!’ you cried, clutching his shirt in a tight fist. ‘I swear it was an accident! Steve didn’t know! He didn’t know, I swear he didn’t know!’

Sam’s mouth dropped open, an almost embarrassing noise of surprise sounding from the depths of his soul. He ran his hands through your hair, eyes rapidly searching for a single viewpoint. But he couldn’t focus on any one thing, not when you were shuddering against him and apologizing nonstop. 

Steve didn’t know. 

`

The team had reacted in a similar manner. They so desperately wanted to wish you a congratulations, it was the norm for this kind of thing. Especially with such a rough few years - bringing life into this world could be considered an ultimate blessing. But this was Steve’s child, his baby, his only baby in this timeline. It was a part of him, something he had unknowingly left behind. 

The team took a few days. The pain of losing Natasha, of losing Steve, of losing Tony. The gift of life. It was just too much. 

And you found yourself in front of Wanda’s bedroom door, hands clutching your night robe closed and knees wobbly. She brought you tea, she laid underneath the covers with you, she spooned you until you stopped crying. 

‘We weren’t together.’

‘You weren’t?’

You sat up, muscles straining due to your thousandth crying session that week. ‘No, it was one time. It was a mutual thing. We just… felt safe. And we made love.’

Wanda shut her eyes briefly, only to open them for two parallel tears to slip. ‘That sounds beautiful.’

‘We used protection. It really was an accident.’

Wanda interrupted, ‘No, don’t try and justify yourself. It happened. It’s done.’

You whimpered, reaching out to grab her hands. ‘I feel so guilty for even talking to you. I don’t know how you did it. I’m so selfish to be pouring all this on you-’

‘Hey, hey,’ she whispered, ‘But I am the only one who can truly understand. I have lost more in my lifetime than anybody ever should. But I am going to help you get through this, Y/N.’

You pulled her into a hug, ‘I missed you so much. I’m so sorry, but I can’t do this.’

Wanda slowly pulled away, eyes cloudy and touch of red twinge flying in her irises. ‘Alright. I won’t leave your side. No matter what you decide.’

` 

The chair was cold, the room was cold, no matter how inviting the hospital tried to make this room. It was decorated in the most neutral colors, so delicate in its designs, pamphlets and books scattered on every available surface. It was made to make the pregnant person feel secure, to feel comfortable in the hands of their doctor, but it just made you sick. 

And when the doctor asked if you would like an ultrasound first, that it wasn’t actually necessary for you to view it, you found yourself saying yes. You were at six weeks, it would be there. Wanda clenched her eyes shut, because even if you were strong enough to do that, she wasn’t. But she was here to hold your hand. She would hold your hand no matter what. 

It was the size of a grain of rice. That fuzzy, white figure off a little to the right of your uterus was the size of a grain. A literal grain of rice. The monitor shifted and the doctor cleared their throat, the slimy device absentmindedly being circled around your lower abdomen. 

‘Oh my god,’ you whispered, eyes locked on the place the doctor had their finger. Wanda brought her hand up to her mouth and looked away. 

That’s when you heard it. 

The steady rhythm of a strong heartbeat. 

Your chest started heaving, tears staining your cheeks as you listened to the beautiful sound. 

‘I’m so sorry,’ the doctor mumbled, ready to pull the monitor’s plug to end the live video but you gripped their arm before they could. 

‘No, no!’ you yelped, the heartbeat still sounding, so early in its actual life that this was for sure Steve’s child. 

You turned to Wanda, face contorting into one of agonizing regret. ‘I can’t do this. I can’t do this to Steve.’

Wanda gulped and took in a ragged breath, ‘Y/N, Steve’s not here.’

‘No,’ you whined, head turning back to look at the monitor. The monitor with yours and Steve’s child on it. ‘This is the only real part of him we have left, right?’

Wanda opened her mouth but shut it again, unable to formulate a proper response. 

‘This is Steve’s child,’ you stated, sucking in a breath through your sobs. ‘This is my child.’

` 

The team was alerted of your decision the minute you walked into the common room. They had known what you left for, dread itching in their souls and morals twisting greedily, but they hadn’t stopped you. They couldn’t do that to you. 

‘Hi,’ you mumbled, placing your things on the counter. Everyone kept their heads down, lumps growing in their throats as each second passed. ‘I’m okay.’

Clint was the first one to speak. ‘Did everything go well? Did they hurt you?’

You smiled with your teeth for the first time in weeks, ‘No, they didn’t hurt me. They didn’t even touch me.’

For a few seconds, no one caught on to your words. But Bucky was the first to register them, to etch them deeply into his brain, to stand from his seat and walk to you cautiously. ‘You decided-?’

You smiled wide now, happy tears falling over your strained cheeks. ‘I’m having a baby.’

The team erupted, cries and cheers deafening you. Bucky stumbled over and hugged you close, arms wrapped over your shoulders and face buried in your neck. He had to bend his knees to keep that position. He weeped into your shoulder and thanked you repeatedly, his own body rumbling with broken sobs. You held him close, fingers digging into his shirt and the skin of his back. 

‘We promise, Y/N,’ Sam said off to the side, waiting for his turn to hug you. ‘We promise to take care of you and this baby.’

A few more long-awaited congratulations were shared. ‘Guess I’m on desk duty for the next nine months, huh?’

Bucky held you tighter. 

`

The first four months were certainly eventful. Wanda insisted on taking pictures of you every few weeks. She had you model with a nice tight shirt to show off your growing stomach, different props in your arms as the weeks passed on.  Flowers, sporting equipment, random Avengers inventions, signs that read the number of weeks you were at. You even did couple shoots, with your teammates posing behind you with their hands on your stomach and an equally bright smile.

She had them printed out and framed, the compound common rooms now littered with random photos of you and your growing child. It was like a timeline, a museum considering you would catch someone inspecting the photographs. This time it was Scott, casually eating his cereal and balancing it in his hand as he walked the hallway. He had this silly smile on his face the whole time, milk dripping from his bottom lip. In his photo, he was posed behind you with a giant smile, back arched and head thrown back while you were trying your best to arch your back as well. And then he saw you watching him, eyes falling from your face to your stomach, and that silly smile growing wider. 

Happy insisted on doing yoga with you every other morning, his chosen playlists actually Tony’s. Half expecting the songs to only emit the essence of rock and roll, you were surprised when the playlist only contained acoustics. Happy winked at you, ‘He was a man of taste, Y/N. He, too, had those sad driving songs.’

Peter was hesitant to visit at first. He was still mourning Tony, as you all were, and seeing everyone again was certainly a hard thing to do. But he managed, and the moment he saw you there, trying to balance a plastic bottle on your tiny stomach, he burst into a fit of giggles. 

‘Oh, oh! I almost got it!’ you encouraged yourself, stomach not yet protruded enough to quite get it. 

Peter rushed over and caught the bottle as it slipped, ‘You’ll get there. How do you feel?’

You grinned at the kid, ‘Like I’m pregnant.’

Peter chuckled, ‘I wouldn’t know, so.’

‘It’s weird,’ you admitted, turning back to your abandoned bowl of fruit. You popped a piece of pineapple in your mouth, ‘But I just remind myself that they’re gonna be an angel when they come out.’

‘All slimy and angelic.’

You swatted at Peter, ‘They’re healthy. That’s all that matters.’

Peter placed his hand on your stomach, half-expecting something to happen. ‘I can’t believe you’re having his baby.’

You bit your lip, willing yourself not to cry. Steve should be here experiencing this. ‘Me neither.’

`

The next month had come so quickly. Your friends - your family - made sure to keep you occupied. Whether it was to shop, to nap together, to eat together, to exercise together, anything, they were by your side. It was so overwhelming at times, but not wanting to scare anyone, you took time for yourself whenever you could. You’d settle in your room, in a nearby cafe, in Natasha’s room, and just sit and breathe. With one hand on your stomach, you couldn’t possibly fathom the luck on your side. It always tore your heart in two when you realized Steve would never meet his child, absolutely mutilated it. But the realization that this child was going to have such a massive family, your family, uncles and aunts who would die for the kid - that realization was sometimes too much. 

The thunder from outside startled everyone. The quiet night everyone was having was suddenly interrupted by the appearance of a certain god, hair now cut and beard trimmed, running into the common area. He was practically hyperventilating, his quick pace halting as he scanned the room. ‘Is it true?’

‘You got my message?’ Wanda asked, shutting off the water from the sink. 

‘I’m sorry, I was away. I just got the message and-’

Thor lay his eyes on you, your obvious stomach, and he started crying softly. ‘It’s true?’

You smiled at him, opening your arms for an embrace. But Thor fell to his knees in front of you, forehead resting on your stomach. ‘This is a miracle.’

‘It really is,’ you laughed, wiping away a few stray tears. ‘The condom broke.’

Laughter sounded almost instantly. 

Thor looked up at you, eyes red and eyebrows furrowed. ‘He didn’t know?’

You shook your head, ‘No, Steve didn’t know. I promise.’

Thor nodded, believing you. He stood slowly, encasing you in a tight squeeze. He hadn’t changed much since you last saw him, but he did seem to be drinking less. ‘After so much loss, the Heaven’s send us a gift from a beloved friend.’

`

Bucky seemed to be the happiest. Although he shared your beliefs that Steve should be here to experience this, to cherish this, to be the father he had deserved to be, Bucky couldn’t help but feel grateful that you decided to keep the baby. He knew he needed to stop relying on Steve to fix his mind, this he had to do on his own, but the bundle of joy inside of you just added to his undying love for his best friend. This was a piece of him, a true half of Steve’s heart that would soon be breathing air and opening its eyes. 

He was currently laying beside you, just woken up from a nap and lazily drawing circles over your clothed tummy. You were still asleep, deep breaths a little ragged since you were twisted slightly to your side. You had given up trying to sleep on your back nowadays. 

‘Hey there,’ Bucky whispered, a funny smile forming on his face because he can’t believe he’s talking to your literal stomach. ‘You know you’re a miracle, right?’

There was no response, obviously. But Bucky just positioned himself to lean on his elbow, temple resting in the palm of his hand. ‘We’re going to love you so much. Steve would have loved you so much.’

He placed his metal hand on your stomach, careful not to apply so much pressure. He was hesitant though, the metal hand now from Wakanda but still something he didn’t entirely trust. Still, he rubbed smooth circles on your side. ‘I already love you so much.’

Kick.

Bucky widened his eyes, a hitch in his breath. Was that real?

‘Did you just respond to me?’ Bucky asked, a little laugh escaping his lips. ‘Should I say it again?’

Nothing happened for a long while. He switched hands, rubbing a little deeper now. It was a free massage for you, anyway. 

Bucky bit his lip and looked up at your face, still peacefully dreaming. He leaned closer to your stomach and repeated his earlier confession. ‘I love you.’

Kick. 

Bucky shot up from his spot on the bed and covered his mouth, a loud laugh accidentally escaping and startling you awake. 

‘W-What?’

‘They kicked! They kicked!’

‘Seriously?’

Bucky was shooting through the stars, because even though it was a long shot, he felt like somehow Steve was telling him he loved him back. 

`

Sam’s leg bounced madly as he watched the doctor slick up the generator. You repeatedly tried to calm him, tell him that it would be quick and simple, and there was nothing to be worried about. 

You were six months now. Belly now protruding to the point where you could only see the tips of your toes when you glanced downward, and the baby was positioned farther into your back. If anything, you were having a giant freaking baby. He was a product of a super soldier. 

You remembered having that scary conversation with the doctors, your whole family beside you as they heard and relayed the information. 

‘Your baby is perfectly healthy. The serum isn’t affecting it. His lungs are forming less quickly than the other organs but there’s no serious worry.’

Bucky had literally cackled at that, confusing everyone in the room. ‘Steve and his shit lungs.’

But now you were finding out the sex. Only one person was allowed in the room this time, and Sam had literally begged you with his eyes to choose him. 

‘Are you two ready?’

You each nodded at the doctor, waiting for the monitor to spring to life. After a few seconds, the heartbeat was detected. You gripped Sam’s hand in yours, a quiet ‘thank god’ passing through his lips. 

Then the giant image of a literal baby appeared on the screen. It was so surreal. It resembled a quick sketch, like one Steve would have casually drew, and you couldn’t help but imagine him drawing that very image from memory. 

‘Y/N, I-’ Sam cleared his throat, smiling at you. 

‘Would you like to know the sex of the baby?’

‘Yes, please,’ you answered, gripping Sam’s hand harder. 

The doctor moved the generator a few times more, hitting the spacebar on the computer to capture the image. ‘Congratulations, you’re having a boy.’

You shuttered a tiny laugh as Sam flew out of his seat, arms extended upward for a moment before he brought his hands down to kiss them over and over. 

‘I’ll print this out for you,’ the doctor smiled, leaving you and Sam to celebrate. 

`

Everyone had gathered later that night to find out the news. You had printed enough copies for everyone who wanted one. Bets were placed, a multitude of gifts already mounted in online shopping carts. 

‘Don’t keep us waiting!’ Rhodey shouted, champagne bottle at the ready and propped up on his thigh for when you made your announcement. 

Sam was standing beside you, a massive grin plastered on his face. You rolled your eyes at him and urged him on, telling him that you were fine with him saying it. Sam didn’t need to be told twice. 

‘It’s a boy!’

Pop! Drinks were poured and hugs were shared, with even Friday coming over the monitor to congratulate you. 

Even in the midst of all the excitement, you felt a little empty. But you enjoyed your pre-baby shower, happy that everything was so unbelievably working out. 

It was midnight when you alerted Friday to call Happy to your room. You needed a ride. 

Happy was slightly irritated at being woken up, but once you told him where you were heading, he obliged. The ride was silent, comfortable, with Happy glancing at you once in a while to make sure you were okay. 

You walked across the grass slowly, hands resting on your stomach and just a little waddle in your walk. You flashed your phone light over the headstones even though the headstone you were looking for was in a secluded area. Happy trailed you, keeping a respectable distance. 

You stopped in front of the small building, the fence somewhat blocking your path. But there was no security around, and even if you were caught on camera, your face let everyone know who you were and your connection to Steve. You had no worries. 

You broke the lock easily and opened the door. It was almost entirely marble, a good deal of Steve’s actual aesthetic. So simple, not overly patriotic, and secluded. He had refused to be buried in Arlington. 

You sat on the bench provided, the three names in front of you standing out like they were begging to be read out loud. So you complied. 

‘Sarah,’ you muttered, smiling as the name rolled off your tongue. ‘Thank you for sending everyone a literal angel.’

You muttered his father’s name as well, but felt no personal connection to it. You spent at least ten minutes building up the courage to utter his name, to say his name in front of him again. He was buried right underneath your feet, his name the only thing for you to see. 

‘Steve,’ you sighed and rubbed your stomach. ‘Steve.’

You sobbed silently and watched as the tears fell on top of your resting hands. ‘I don’t regret it.’

You were met with silence. ‘I don’t regret any of it. God knows why he did this. But you lived your life, and I just can’t believe I have to bring life into this world without you here.’

‘It’s a boy, Steve. A lovely little boy.’

You brought your hand up to your mouth to bite the side of it, throat clenching. ‘Everyone is so happy. I am, too. I promise you.’

You lowered your hand back to your stomach. ‘I just wish that you could feel that happiness.’

The moonlight moved slightly, shining on his name brighter now. ‘He’ll know about you, don’t worry about that.’ You laughed. 

You didn’t want to keep Happy waiting. You stood from the bench slowly, feet sore. You walked closer to him, wishing you could easily bend down and give him a kiss. But you physically couldn’t right now, so you blew him one instead. ‘Thank you.’

`

Somehow the rumor got out that an Avenger was pregnant. And when Wanda was seen outside without a large stomach, all fingers were pointed at you. 

The news went ballistic, most positive and raving, while others pondered just who had gotten you pregnant. You had been seen with everyone in paparazzi photos, so no actual conclusion had been made. 

Until a picture of you at Steve’s gravesite was leaked. 

It was constant bombardment, timelines were stitched together, magazines and their headlines were having a field day. Rhodey had tried to cancel these news stories, to threaten lawsuits, but to no avail. The world was now cursing Steve’s name - ‘how dare he leave her while pregnant?’, ‘how could he leave her pregnant and for another woman?’, ‘did he even know?’

The team had done everything in their power to try and clear yours and Steve’s name, but no one was having it. Steve’s love story was now tarnished, with many calling him a traitor and a deadbeat. It was no use. 

You struggled to climb the stairs, inwardly cursing the staff for not installing a ramp instead. The flashes were blinding, the lights were hot, and the various microphones placed on the stand were comical. 

Everyone hushed, looks of sympathy and pity slapping you in the face. 

‘I know what you’re all thinking and what you’ve all been saying,’ you started, eyes wandering to the far corner of the room where your team were huddled. ‘But I need to clear a few things up.’

‘Steve didn’t know.’

The crowd erupted, questions flying at you like fast bullets. They were silenced after a few moments. ‘We shared a moment with each other before we brought everyone back. I didn’t know I was pregnant until after his funeral.’

The crowd murmured amongst each other. ‘He told me he was planning to stay in another timeline. To live his life. I encouraged him. He did not leave me alone and pregnant. He truly didn’t know.’

You finished, they didn’t deserve a deeper explanation. You ignored their calls for questions, some even trying to crowd you at the doors. But you pushed through them, cradling your stomach with a newfound sense of pride. 

`

It was time. 

You sat up in your bed and quickly wiped away the hard crusts from the corners of your eyes. You sat there for a few seconds before you felt another harsh twinge. ‘A-ah!’

You didn’t know why you paused, legs now thrown over the side of the bed. They felt like menstrual cramps, it could be false labor. You let out a heavy breath and pushed yourself up, legs wobbly. But the moment you did, it was like something snapped. Your legs were wet and a tiny puddle had started forming on the floor. 

‘Friday!’

The lights in your room turned on immediately, ‘Y/N, is it time?’

You moaned at the uncomfortable cramping, ‘Yeah, I think it is.’

‘I’m waking and alerting the team right now, Y/N. Sit back down, please.’

You listened to Friday, sitting at the edge of your bed for a few moments before you realized you had to pack a bag. You shuffled across your room and grabbed the duffel bag Scott had left for you a few days ago. You packed a pair of socks, sweats, underwear, vaseline and your toothbrush, hairbrush, and phone. You zipped your bag just in time for both Bucky and Sam to throw open your door, Sam struggling to put his shoes on and Bucky slipping on a jacket inside-out. 

‘Y/N, is it really time? Are you ready? Are you okay?’

You ignored the cramping in your back and laughed at them, ‘Yes! My water broke, I’m in pain, it’s time.’

With both Sam and Bucky at your sides, they held onto you as you all stumbled down the hallway. Thor was already waiting with the elevator open, the biggest smile on his aging face. 

‘Wanda and Bruce are preparing the room. Scott already called the doctor. Clint’s in route,’ Bucky reassured. The three men huddled into the elevator with you, all instructing you to breathe and to squeeze them if you needed to. 

But even though you were in pain, albeit not as extreme as it was going to inevitably get, you were so incredibly happy. They were all so loud, so chaotic, and you were as calm as a cucumber. 

The elevator dinged. ‘Good luck, Y/N,’ you heard Friday call after you. You pinched your eyes closed, the thought that Friday was ultimately a part of Tony’s consciousness - Tony was wishing you good luck. 

The pressure in your hips was starting to build and you didn’t know how long this would actually take. Some people had quick births, some people lay in labor for hours, some for a day. But it seemed like this was going to be pretty quick, because your next scream was completely involuntarily. 

Bucky winced, leading you to the bed Wanda had just lay sheets on. ‘You’re doing great, Y/N. Absolutely perfect.’

You laughed at Bucky and gripped his hand in silent thanks before slipping into the bed and trying to get comfortable. Before you could truly feel like you made it, like the first hard step was done, you sat up quickly. 

‘Wait, wait! Nat’s sweater! I was gonna wear Nat’s sweater!’

Thor was already out the door, ‘I’ll get it! Don’t worry!’

You smiled at the ceiling, beads of sweat now rolling down your forehead. ‘Oh, this hurts!’

It was an hour. Once you shimmied into Natasha’s purple knitted sweater, you lay there trying to control your breathing. Everyone had piled into the room one right after the other. The room was big enough, spacious enough for even Bruce to roam freely. Although you were in an immense amount of pain, you still focused on your team. 

Scott was on his third cup of coffee, sipping excitedly as he conversed with the others. Bruce was constantly checking your vitals and wanting everything the doctor was saying repeated. Wanda was beside you, a hand gripping yours and the other running ice chips along your lips. Bucky was on your other bedside wearing one of Steve’s sweatshirts because it still smelled like him. His logic was that if he was wearing something of Steve’s the first moment he held your baby, then the first thing he smelled would be the remnants of his father. 

And Thor was practically speechless, silent in his own little corner and feeling like the god’s really did bless everyone in this room after such turmoil.

Clint arrived with Peter trailing behind him just when the doctor instructed you sit up - you were at ten centimeters. 

‘You gotta push, Y/N! You gotta push when the doctor says push!’

You yelled until your lungs gave out, head almost rolling back but Sam held it in his palm. ‘C’mon, Y/N! You’re doing great!’

You usually had perfect pitch when you sang, never faltering when it was time to hit a high note. But your voice was cracking at the most unusual times, throat rubbed raw as you felt your hips splinter open. 

‘He’s crowning!’

Wanda traded places with Sam real quick, deciding that she wanted to see the baby when he was finally out. Bucky had a death grip on your hand, tears flowing freely and a smile to match Thor’s. 

‘Push, Y/N! Push!’

‘I’m-I’m! I’m sorry! I can’t!’

The doctor was working her hands around the head, trying to ease the baby out easier. ‘Trust me, Y/N. One more big push and the shoulders will be out. That’s the hardest part.’

The doctor’s words were starting to drown out, and your head lolled back again. You felt tiny smacks on your cheeks, ‘C’mon, Y/N. You can do this. Everyone believes in you. You’re so goddamn strong, Y/N!’

That was Bucky’s voice. Bucky. 

You opened your eyes, delirious for a second. ‘Steve?’

Bucky whimpered and nodded, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing kisses all over. ‘He’s here. I feel him, Y/N. You can do this.’

And you could feel him. You could see your family but you could feel him. It was so light, like a gentle whisk across the cheek, a promise that this truly was a miracle. 

You screamed as you pushed under doctor’s orders, feeling numb and abused but satisfied. His shoulders slipped out and along with them came his arms and torso, legs and all ten toes. The doctor caught him quickly, lifting him up vertically to let you see him. He was already crying. 

‘He’s here!’

You sobbed and smiled widely, laughter rattling your chest as the team bombarded you with quick hugs. Sam remained at your side, his eyes motioning for Bucky to go see the baby. 

‘Who’s cutting the cord?’

You looked around the room but you knew. You answered the doctor’s question. ‘Bucky.’

Bucky was truly confused. Not because of your decision, but because he couldn’t possibly be worthy of this. His hands, those hands that had killed so many people involuntarily, had almost killed Steve, those hands were now gripping a pair of medical scissors to cut the symbolization of new life entering the world. He turned to you for permission one last time, before he gripped the cord in his hand and cut where the doctor pointed. 

His shoulders felt a million times lighter. Like he was set free all over again. 

They cleaned the baby up quickly and swaddled him. The doctor placed him in your arms, all warm and utterly safe, to look back up at you with the same blue eyes as his father. 

You sobbed happily, brushing your fingers delicately along his pink cheek. ‘Hi. Hi there.’

He was no longer crying, just staring up in pure astonishment at the various faces staring back at him. 

‘Y/N, he’s beautiful,’ Clint said, tissue already in hand. 

‘I can’t believe you’re here,’ you spoke softly. 

‘Do we have a name?’

It was like everyone said it in unison. ‘Steve.’

You snuggled into the bed and Natasha’s sweater, somewhat aware of the doctor still fixing you up down there. You would try feeding later, but for now your newborn needed to be passed around the group and be awed at. 

You carefully guided him to Bucky, holding his head gently in your palm. Bucky took him, arms instinctively curling in the correct position. Once Bucky had him in his arms, it was like everything that happened in the world was worth it. Absolutely everything. 

Bucky watched in fascination as the baby curled deeper in his chest, little fist clutching Steve’s sweatshirt. He took the sweetest little intake of air…

`

xxMoni

#steve rogers x reader #avengers x reader #angst fanfic #happy ending #avengers x you #captainsimagines #platonic relationships #pregnancy fanfic #marvel fanfiction #by Moni #one shot #avengers oneshot #trigger warnings listed

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no bc i’m sorry like i know it was for the suspense of revealing it all to sam and everything but like…. what the hell was even IN those files natasha leaked in catws if not all of hydras info??? like i thought the whole point was she just dumped everything from shields databases and hydras bc they were included in the secret undercover part of shield???

and that’s how she gives steve buckys file on tws so like. if ALL of it is on there as pierce says…… how does tony not know about his parents (bc steve knows. and he doesn’t TALK to bucky before cacw in canon so he must have just read it bc how the hell would he know and if he did and tony didn’t thats on tony. but ALSO if HE read it why couldnt zemo like wtf did he have to go to such great lengths for the mission report for and WHY was it a vhs tape??? like why was bucky wearing a fucking gopro to go commit highly illegal crimes i????? why wouldnt they just have his handler write up a normal report??)

and how do NONE of them know about howard’s second serum and isaiah’s project/existence/serum and the hydra super soldier project like ????? obviously smth that labor intensive reliant on replicability using the scientific method n chemical formulas and biological testing wouldn’t be off the books and like maybe yes ok isaiahs serum wasn’t actually instigated by shield or hydra i don’t remember but wouldn’t it at least be a FOOTNOTE in some mission report since 1) it’s partly why howard had another batch in 1991 to steal and 2) he fucking RIPPED OFF BUCKYS ARM IN AN ENCOUNTER??? idk did NONE OF THEM just. not fucking analyze the data after nat dumped it bc that feels rlly stupid! like. please. make it make sense!!!!!

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #sam wilson #natasha romanov #alexander pierce #howard stark #eli bradley #isaiah bradley #patriot #captain america #captain america the winter soldier #captain america civil war #avengers endgame #fatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #hydra #i speak