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stars-at-5pm · 10 months

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Watch out.

Pairing : Mafia!Stucky x mafia!reader

Summary : Reader finds a camera, thinking that Steve and Bucky were recording them without their consent and reader confronts them about it.

Warnings : Swearing, stalking, confrontation, mafia, toxic ex

Type : Angst

It was about noon, you were about to go get dressed for the day as you entered your wardrobe closet. You were humming a silly song that was stuck in your head when you suddenly noticed a red light pocking at you from behind your pile of swimwear.

" wtf ? "

" is that.. ? You gotta be shitting me. I can’t believe them !! A camera ?? Christ. " you took the little camera in your hands, looking at it, searching for details. " A Loki Factory one too ? They’re disgusting. "

" Filming me ? Like that ? Ew. What a bunch of pervs."

Loki was also in the mob, you used to date him a while ago, but he was very toxic and your break up didn’t go, great.

You walked down to your kitchen where you found your two boyfriends talking and working on their computers. Steve was standing up, snacking on a sandwich while Bucky was sitting down, wearing his anti-blue light glasses (what an old man lol).

"Guys we need to talk. Now. " you said, coldly. Steve and Bucky’s gaze meet yours immediately, they tensed up feeling their jaw clenching.

" Care to explain this ? "You showed the camera in your hand " I can’t believe you guys. What about trust ? Boundaries? This is disgusting!! I thought I could trust you !! “ your face was hot and your hands shook.

" Wow wow, what’s that doll ?? I don’t know about this what- "

" Oh don’t you play dumb now !! It’s too late. I don’t want to hear any of it. I thought you guys were more than this."

" Okay let’s take a deep breath. I don’t know about this and neither does Bucky apparently. Darling, you know that we would never record you like this right ? I mean if we did, we would have gotten your consent beforehand. "

" Where did you find it anyway? "

" In my wardrobe. At the perfect angle for filming every.little.details. Guys be honest, do you really know NOTHING about THIS ? Because I swear to god I’m about to go feral. "

" Doll. " He said standing up, he was walked to you slowly, careful to not make you flinch or react badly. " We would never, and I mean NEVER do this. We love you so much. Look at me, he cupped your cheeks with his hands, we didn’t do this. we respect you. I love you. "

You let out a shaky breath, feeling a single tear roll down your cheek. This was very comforting but also very worrying, who was filming you, how long as it been, what do they do with the recordings ??

" You know, I felt even more betrayed when I realized that this little camera right here, happened to be a Loki Factory camera. I mean come on ! Buying from the enemy is a little over the limit in my opinion, I know that he isn’t a direct enemy because he hasn’t done anything against you but he’s still my ex and- "

Before you could go on longer about your rumbles, you felt two strong pairs of arms hugging you tightly. Bucky was in front of you while Steve held you from behind.

What you couldn’t see though, was the absolute anger that was burning in their eyes. They stayed calm, not wanting to make you panic, but deep inside ? They were freaking out. They felt so angry to know that they’re girl was behind literally stalked by the enemy. Especially by Loki, they hated that fucker to their core.

" Darling, I don’t want to worry you but, if you found one, there’s probably more and if it’s from Loki.. he’s probably the one stalking you. " Steve said, feeling rage filling his body.

" I dont like this, at all. We need to get out of here as fast as possible. NOW. Steve get all the security on full watch out, doll let’s get you out of here. "

" It’s okay sweetheart, you’re okay. " Steve said, as he kissed tenderly your forehead.

" See you tonight love, be safe " you were filled with anxious thoughts. Why was this happening to you, and how were the boys so.. chill about it ?..

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thefiery-phoenix · 10 days

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YANDERES STUCKY (STEVE AND BUCKY) HEADCANONS

They'd most likely meet you if you were in the past with them, or an Avenger or even just a random civilian they once saved

Most yanderes often find it rather difficult to share but both of them get along really well with each other since they're pals so, they'll share you with each other, after all, sharing IS caring. And for YOU, that'll make it even more harder for you to escape from them

I can see both of them taking turns stalking you and claiming it to be 'keeping an eye on you to make sure you're safe'. Yeeaahhh.... I don't really buy that

If you're an Avenger like them you can't be one anymore since they don't want you risking your life and putting in danger. And if you're a civilian living without their protection, what if someone hurts you or does something to you? So, with the best interests in their hearts for you, and after all, they being your best friends, they only want what's best for you. And they know that the best thing for you is to be with them. FORVER

They'll collect everything about you, finding about your interests and stuff like that. They'll most likely kidnap you after 2 months or so but don't worry, they'll make sure you're happy with them and stock up on all your favorite things. HECK, they'll even have Natasha to help them plan their 'bringing you home' thing. Maybe even Clint as well

They'll constantly hold you every night and cuddle with you, telling you how precious and wonderful you are to them. Both of them really love cuddle sessions with you and it's best if you just go along with the flow since Steve might not be too nice unlike Bucky

Bucky generally never hands out the punishments since he doesn't like punishments. If you act up with Steve on the other hand, he literally won't hesitate to spank you and you'll really be needing some cream once he's done with his way of punishing you. But aftercare with them will be cuddles and they'll tell you not to act up. Bucky will try telling Steve to go easier on you and he'll cut you some slack

You won't be able to escape from these 2 anytime soon since they must've destroyed all sorts of escape routes and they even baby proofed the house so you don't accidentally hurt yourself or something

They're both super soldiers which makes them the PERFECT team , obsessive, possessive and overprotective of you. Not to mention kinda delusional too so... good luck trying to escape from them

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superxovas · 4 months

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testing testing .. 1 2 3 ?? just throwing a little tester post out there !! i hope to start sharing my recs and maybe even writing myself soon :~)

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demonsandmischief · 1 year

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-Chapter 6: The Avengers' Therapist-

Bisexual Female Reader x The Avengers

Rated M for eventual sexual themes

1.1K Words

My Masterlist for other chapters. Please read the disclaimer in Chapter 1.

For the second time that day, you swung your door open, expecting to find your pizza, but not expecting Natasha and Wanda.

"This is a surprise," you said, gesturing them in. "I thought you were my pizza."

"We're sorry to disappoint," Nat teased, smirking slightly as she dropped onto your couch. There was something different about her, the way she was looking at you. You weren't sure what it was.

Wanda sat in your chair, curling her legs under her.

"I'm not disappointed," you corrected her softly, dropping down next to her. "I'm glad you all came by. I shouldn't have left the way I did, and I'm sorry."

Wanda finally met your eye. "I thought we were friends."

"Of course we are," you whispered. "Why do you think I decided not to come back?"

Wanda shrugged.

"I think having to stick to a professional relationship that was based off of a contract would hurt us both in the long run."

You found Nat's gaze. "What?"

"Nothing," Nat shook her head. "I just wish I realized how lucky we were to have you around, right from the start."

You could feel the heat in your cheeks at her kind words, and the pizza guy saved you from having to think of how to respond.

Except it wasn't the pizza guy; it was all of the rest of the Avengers.

You couldn't help but laugh. "What are all of you doing here so late?"

They look like giants in your small hallway, and you ushered them in before your neighbors saw.

Sam handed you your pizza. "I think we scared off your delivery guy."

"So this is where you guys snuck off to," Steve said to Wanda and Nat.

There wasn't a lot of space for all of them. Nat scooted closer to you so Clint could sit on the couch. Tony, Bucky, Sam and Steve sat on your floor.

"We all miss you," Steve said sincerely. "The compound isn't the same without you."

"It's only been a few hours," you tried to hide your smile.

"We wanted to make sure you were okay," Tony said. His words were still sincere and soft. The way they were looking at you made your heart thud gently.

"I appreciate that," you said. "I was just thinking of how quiet my apartment was, and then Nat and Wanda showed."

You glanced at the small box of pizza, and then at the large group. "Should I order more pizza?"

"We already ate," Sam said.

"Alright. I should have popcorn and candy in the cabinet above the dishwasher."

Tony flipped on your TV. You imagined they each had many things to do, and you treasured the fact that they took the time to spend with you.

Bucky stood. He went right to the cabinet, coming back with an arm full of candy and other snacks.

"Someone has a sweet tooth," he said pointedly, namely at you. He dropped the pile onto the coffee table. You noted the candy he picked for himself. You were going to add it to your notebook. You had yet to write anything down for Bucky.

You retrieved all of your blankets and pillows, handing them out to everyone. You had a lot - you loved blankets. They all agreed on a movie, and in no time, you found yourself dozing off, feeling completely safe and secure in their presence.

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It was morning when you woke up. You were in your bed. Someone must've put you there. You assumed that they would have left, but surprisingly they were all fast asleep, mostly on your floor. Someone had pushed your coffee table out of the way, and the guys were all piled together on the floor. Nat had the couch, and Wanda was still in the chair. It was kind of adorable.

You wanted to do something special for them, but you pretty much had no groceries. You had to be quick. You knew a few of them were early risers. There was a corner store not even a block from your apartment. You could just go and grab stuff for breakfast.

After you got dressed, you were surprised to find Bucky awake. He was standing in the kitchen, like he was waiting for you. You gestured for him to follow you. You shut and locked your door as quietly as possible.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"To get stuff for breakfast," you said. "What's your favorite breakfast food, Buck?" You quickly corrected yourself. "Bucky. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. My friends call me Buck." His lips quirked up, and yours did too. "I mean, I like pancakes."

"Exactly what I was thinking," you said. "What kind of pancakes?"

Bucky shrugged, pulling the door open for you.

You grabbed all of the necessary breakfast items. You knew they ate a lot of food judging from your time at the compound.

Surprisingly, not one person had moved since you left.

"You get to help since you're awake," you told Bucky, handing him two packages of bacon. He didn't protest, and you worked side by side.

The smell of bacon caused Steve to stir, and he sat up. His blonde hair was ruffled from sleep, and he yawned, stumbling his way over.

"I can help," he said, taking the spatula you were using to flip the pancakes with from your hand.

You whisked the eggs together to be scrambled once some space at the stove has cleared. You cut up some fruit, and soon, everyone was waking up.

You all ended up back on the floor because it's where everyone could fit.

"This is great," Clint complimented. He yawned, leaning against the couch for support.

"Yeah, we rarely do breakfast together," Nat said.

"Or sleep in," Tony added.

"Will you come back?" Wanda asked you. "Not as our therapist this time."

"Wanda, what would I do at the compound?" you whispered. You didn't mean it in a snarky way, but you had been living there temporarily as a job. By asking you to come back, what did that mean?

"You could be an honorary Avenger," Tony said. "We all enjoy your company, just as much as we enjoy each other's."

Everyone seemed to be watching you as you thought it over.

"Not yet," you decided. "You all need to focus on passing those evaluations, and then I will consider it."

You didn't want to complicate things for them. They needed to open up to someone else, and throwing you into the mix was going to be a mess.

"I don't want to talk to someone else," Steve grumbled, meeting your gaze. "But I guess I'll do it for you."

------------------Author's Note-------------------------

You ducked your head to hide your smile.

Here's Chapter 7

Happy Monday ❤️

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canyonmooncreations · 1 year

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I crave fics where reader is just dating all the Avengers. Everyone plays their own role

please tag me in any

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summer-may · 2 years

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Broken.

Stucky × reader.

It was late, and dark clouds gathered outside. The rumblings of clouds and lightning put a heavy weight on your heart. Everything was making you uncomfortable, the noise of lighting, the tick of the clock, the beat of your heart, everything. You didn't know if it was because you were getting sick or the fact that your boyfriends were being distant towards you.

It was a gradual process, the shared glances between them when you three were together, the whispers, the lack of physical affection, and the absence of communication when they were on a mission. The thought that maybe something was wrong never crossed your mind. You like a lovestruck fool thought maybe they were planning a surprise for you.

But they were getting ready to surprise you. You just didn't know it was a surprise that would destroy you and leave you in pieces.

As you were getting ready for the dinner you three had planned at your apartment, you put the tint on your lips at looked at your eyes, the dark circles you had tried to hide were still a little visible. You frowned, but let it go to check on the apple pie, which was in the oven, ready to eat, just being kept warm.

Apple pie, the desert three of you loved. It had been a while since you had made it for all of you.

The uneasiness increased as the seconds passed. The door opened, and both your boys appeared in the kitchen. Their jackets probably strung on the hook in the foyer and shoes beside the door.

The light in their eyes, whenever they say you, wasn't the same. The urgency with which they would rush towards you was now a slow drag of limbs. The way their hand held you was also different, more aloof. They even smelled different, if that was possible. You had later realized they had stopped wearing the cologne you had given them on your anniversary.

You sat down, and the round table that felt cozy and comfortable now felt huge and uncomfortable. The seats were way too far, the chairs hard and stiff, your hands were on your lap, and the dinner was done in silence, with the conversation being something spoken like between colleagues. Impersonal and boring.

The pie was placed, and the air shifted. It constricted, now suddenly it was hard to breathe. The glances, the hard swallows, the holding of hands, and the preparation of the telling you were almost done.

"Sweetheart, I- we have something to say," Steve spoke, his voice sweet and low, as if talking to an injured animal and trying to help it, while making sure they don't spook it.

You, stupid you. Felt the pressure and the seriousness and still thought it might have been something related to a job that they might have to leave for or a mission or something.

Why would it cross your mind that they were trying to break up with you. They had promised, and you believed them, loved them, respected them to hold them to their words of you three being together for life.

He parted his lips, that you had kissed a thousand times, and uttered the words, "We think it's - I mean- we feel that we don't click any more," he looked at Bucky, who continued looking at the table, "honey- I just, feel like we don't have that spark anymore, like the three of us don't feel right."

Your head felt fuzzy, the impending migraine knocking on the doors, and your food trying to crawl its way back out.

"I-I don't," you swallowed and felt your breath stuttering, "you guys are breaking up with me?"

"Yes." Both muttered, finally looking at you.

The finality and assurance both of them spoke with was the shock your body needed. The bile rose in your throat and you got up so fast that the chair fell down with a loud thud, making both of them jump a little in their seats and look at you with concern in their eyes but before they could say anything you ran to the bathroom and emptied all the contents of your stomach.

You felt tears leaking from your eyes, it felt as if your actual heart was going to come out of your mouth at any moment and their presence behind you, their hands rubbing your back, cooing and sympathizing, didn't make you feel warm and safe, but made you uncomfortable, reminding you that this was just them being kind and cordial, and not because they loved you.

As that thought entered your mind, you felt yourself go and let out a sob so loud you surprised yourself.

You pushed Steve's, or was it Bucky's hand away. Now you couldn't stand to feel them touch you. You still loved them. The knowledge that they didn't love you made you physically recoil at their touch. It made you feel worthless, unloved, and discarded by them.

Minutes passed, or was it hours? To you, honestly, it felt like years.

You took deep breaths, your knees up to your chest, back pressed to the bathtub and face hiding between your knees. You didn't want to look at them, but you knew you needed answers or you were going to overthink yourself to death.

"Why?" Your voice didn't feel like yours anymore, hoarse from all the crying, "why did you stop loving me?" You looked at them sitting on the floor in front of you.

Bucky and Steve looked like they were shot, their face grimacing and body wound up so tight that one would think they were being tortured. Maybe one way they were, getting questioned by a mess of a girl, who was so close to breaking down again, you thought.

"I- I don't know," Bucky whispered, eyes screwed shut, his knuckles turning white with how tight his fist was.

You let out a dry chuckle, your voice echoing disbelief and anger, which you were glad to feel. "I find that very hard to believe, James. Can't tell me that you expect me to believe that, do you?"

You knew that hearing James had an effect on him. On both of them. His nostrils flared, and his chest moved with a big breath, but now you really didn't find it in yourself to sympathize. This hurt he felt was nothing compared to the fucking knives lodged into your chest.

He knew you didn't want to be bullshitted, so they braced themselves for the emotionally draining night they were going to have ahead.

"I genuinely don't know, it wasn't one day, like the comfort and warmth I felt while seeing you started dwindling down, slowly," Steve rubbed his hand on his face taking a deep breath and continued, "I-I also felt jealous when Bucky and you would spend time together alone, and it turned to anger that was misplaced and disgusting." He stopped his voice shaky, eyes brimming with tears.

You felt your heart drop into your stomach, your fingers clenching your knees till their were indents in your skin. You looked towards Bucky to say his piece.

Bucky really did look like he was going to fall down and wail at that point. His eyes were red, and tears were free falling at this point. "I do love you, doll, I really do," his voice not above a whisper and tortured, "but I don't know when I stopped being in love with you."

"I tried, I really did try, to try and get back that feeling, because you are along with steve one the best thing that has ever happened to me," he came forward to touch hands on your knees, and you let him. At this point, you were exhausted, this build up was coming up to months now, and this climax was not the one you were expecting.

You also remember, the time a couple of weeks back were Bucky was very, very touchy and romantic. Letters, flowers, romantic dinners, you name it was an every day occurrence from Bucky and you like a fool had been oblivious to the fact that maybe this influx of emotions was the result of something else and not just plain, mind numbing love.

You looked at Steve, you both holding eye contact till his lowered and his lip being on the verge of bleeding with how hard he was biting on it.

"So what? You both held a meeting and decided it was time to end this trio and dump me?"

"I felt like my jealousy and anger was coming on too strong and talked to him, and realized he was on the same wavelength," he rubbed his eyes, his hands shaking. Huh, it was probably the first time you had seen him trembling, "we tried, baby, we really did. But then I realized it was probably better if we let you go instead of being tied to absolute asshole like us."

The anger was returning with full force, for which you felt so grateful, you pushed Bucky's hand holding onto yours like a lifeline away and stood up and left the bathroom, and started pacing around the bedroom.

"You guys are so great, huh?" You spat, pointing towards their general direction. "You get together with me because you love me, and then break up with me because you love me!"

"But it's true, and I am so fucking sorry!" Bucky yelled, wiping his tears. Steve was stroking his arm to calm him down.

Suddenly, seeing both of them now being the comfort for each other, with no need or want for you, was enough to finally pierce through your brain that it was definitely over.

You stepped back slowly and sat down on the couch, uttering with exhaustion, "Okay. I understand, I need you guys to leave."

"Baby-"

"Darlin-"

Both of them knew you, how much you mean what you say, and knowing that, they didn't want to be more cruel than they already had been. With tears streaming down their face, they both left and also left the keys on the kitchen table. When they closed the door, they heard the sob that broke their fucking hearts.

"I'm going to need you guys to stop calling me that. Please stop. Because now it just fucking hurts." You interrupted them.

"Do you think we did the right thing, Steve?"

"No. But it was necessary."

"I'll never forgive us for breaking her heart and ours, too."

"I know, but i'd rather hate myself for the rest of my life than lose her forever. At least this way, she'll still be here, and we can love her from afar."

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calzone-d · 6 months

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also having some threeway sticky action on the character ai app. i love today

#marvel #stucky #poly stucky x reader #not ted lasso sorry #this does not mean i have forgotten about ted though #don’t get it twisted #steve rogers #bucky barnes #my boyfriends

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curtsycream · 9 months

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Don’t mind me just trying to remember this fanfiction I started reading. It is a kind of slow burnish Stucky story set in college. The reader lives with Bucky, Steve, and Sam and they’re all close friends. The quad meets a girl who shows interest in Bucky and Steve and tries to copy the reader to shift herself into the reader’s shoes. I don’t remember what it’s call or who it’s by because I started it in a browser and the browser crashed.

#stucky #evthoughts #x reader #reader insert #avengers #angst #poly

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manidk1273 · 2 days

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🎀 — STUCKYWIDOW

Stuckywindow(Steve Rogers, James 'Bucky' Barnes, and Natasha Romanoff) Child content:)

FYI: THIS ISNT RELATED TO ANY POLITICS.

STUCKYWIDOW • Who has a son, somehow managing to have all their DNA's together, when the husbands asked Tony about it he examined the situation and it's something to do with the supersoldier serum.

STUCKYWIDOW • Where Natasha always shoves it in her husband's face, especially Steve's that their son knows more Russian than English. (he's 2 and has absolutely no idea what the translation of water in English is.)

STUCKYWIDOW • Where their son is so incredibly strong at just the age of 6 months old because of his dad's that he once broke Peter's finger with his grip. (The baby thought it was a game)

STUCKYWIDOW • Where their child is naturally stealthy, agile and fast that when you take one second off of them, they're suddenly across the house.

STUCKYWIDOW • Where Natasha's husbands were forced to learn Russian cause of their kid.

STUCKYWIDOW • Where Steve went through the five stages of grief knowing his kid prefers Russian over America (🦅🦅🦅🔫🔫🔫🇺🇸 RAHHH)

STUCKYWIDOW • Where the kid, who just started kindergarten gets treated differently because of his accent, and because he can't properly speak English. Even most of the teachers don't like him cause they think of him as a communist:(.

STUCKYWIDOW • Where Steve doesn't take any of their bullshit and gives the parents, teachers, staff members a reality check that just because his son is Russian doesn't mean he's automatically a communist.

STUCKYWINDOW • Where Natasha always finds her boys getting into trouble. Whether it be her husbands teaching their 4 year old son to handle a gun(mostly Bucky's idea) or her son accidentally sinking his dad's mental arm into the bottom of the deep pool.

STUCKYWIDOW • Where their son is honestly so fearless (a dare devil) that he started breaking bones at the age of 2.

STUCKYWIDOW THAT NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS THEY'LL ALWAYS LOVE THEIR BABY BOY<3

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stuckysbike · 1 year

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It’s My Birthday Week

In a few days I’m going to turn 39. The horror.

My bestie is 40 in a few months and we decided that this year we would have 40 adventures for her 40th, but I wanted to do something a bit more me.

So, as much as I’d love to write 40 stories I’m anxious about committing to something like that because my mental health (and sometimes physical health) doesn’t always allow me to focus on what I enjoy the most.

I’m going to write a story a month between now and next April. They’ll mostly be Bucky based but some of my other little Marvel crushes might appear here and there...

Anyway this is the bingo I’m going to try out, mostly AU’s because I love a good AU. Anyone is welcome to have a go with this if you want, my only request is that you tag me so I can read it!

#birthday bingo bash #12 by 40 #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fancition #bucky barnes imagine #reader insert #bucky x reader #bucky au #bucky barnes au #Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes #stucky x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x natasha romanoff x reader #poly relationship #all over the damn show

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b00inazkaban · 1 year

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My inbox is very much at a lack of smut requests, mainly age regression requests are being made, I like writing for age regression but I feel like I’m being placed into a little box when I get those requests but when I get smut requests I get more creativity with it :(((

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multiverse-sparkles · 1 year

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Your kiss is burning to my skin — S. Rogers and B. Barnes.

summary: steve and bucky break up with you to focus on their relationship. at first, you took the breakup hard. then you took it worse.

pairings: steve x reader x bucky, stucky x reader.

warnings: angst, language, mentions of violence, poly.

chapter one

“it has nothing to do with you, doll.” bucky reiterates, tone mellowing into a small hesitant whisper as he sees you flinch at the endearment. “i mean you were wonderful and so lovely; always understanding us, being the pillar for support and providing us, always with positive reinforcements.” steve squeezes his hand as his form of support, as if willing bucky to take strenght from him to continue his words as he stutters.

the tender moment was not missed by your gaze that were intent on the supersoldiers who sat at the sofa infront of you. the parallels already evident; steve and bucky, leaning to eachother for comfort, sitting in one sofa. the only distance in the room were with you and them; sat in the lone one seater, listening with bated breath to their reasons on why they were breaking your heart.

you could guess several other scenarios happening when you returned from the three week mission requiring radio silence; a breakup was not one of them.

you were happy. the last time you saw either of them, you three went on a romantic date followed by a passionate night spent in eachother's loving arms. the next day was a tearful exchange of goodbye's and unwillingness to part; bucky had almost begged to be included, knowing what the mission entailed. steve inteded to be more diplomatic and barter with tony who refused to budge on his stance.

so with a heavy heart, you departed to cold and frigid terrorist base along with natasha and sam, throwing yourself into your duties in order to come home soonest. even with the support and extensive planning aswell as research, it still took a considerable amount of time.

but not enough for a drastic change of heart— or so you thought.

the steely and determined gaze to steve, the way bucky could look at you in the eyes despite shifting in his seat; they were fucking serious. and intent on expressing their disatisfaction with your current arrangement. one that was implicitly expressed as you trek to your floor, and sat you down after an almost hostile welcome.

“this hurts us more than you.” bucky exhales, looking at steve.

“i doubt it.” the first words you spoke amid all these crazy tirade sounded weak, from disuse and the emotions welling up in your throat. “but please, by all means, don't let me interrupt. why now?”

“we have been talking and spending time with eachother.. unconsciously, we thought about... how we missed it when it was just us.”

you flinch. again. in the field you were almost fearless, and not even a flying knife can make you swerve— you'd catch the weapon whizing to the air with precise movements. turns out, words indeed cut deeper.

but all the more of the implication that it had been them first; and the way it sounded, you were an unwelcomed participant into the special connection they shared.

“but this is not to say we don't value you.” steve intones. “we do. you have to know that. you're special in your own way, but bucky and i have something deeper than just flesh.”

you bite your tongue to refrain from lashing out. as a coping mechanism, you entertain the anger for his fucking audacity. letting the rage simmer under the blank farce you currently wear.

“we just hope, we can focus on eachother more.” steve elaborates, tensing the slightest at your emotionless response. to be frank, both men were ready for a fight, for you to scream and be hysterical. but you were surprisingly calm and collected. which made both uneasy.

“we just want to fall inlove again, without worrying about, others.” he refers you as others now. “could be permanent, could be a thought in passing.” bucky says. “the only thing we're certain about is a break.” he evasively looks away.

“i guess what bucky and i are trying to say is that, we want more from eachother, and there are certain deeper connections that we can't sustain in a three-way relationship.” steve informs you.

“i respect that.” you run your clammy hands on your tactical gear, they couldn't wait until you were dressed and atleast fed before shoving flowery words on your throat. “but if you're breaking up with me, say it bluntly; tell me honestly, tell it in words i understand- you were a good lay but it's actually eachother we love.” you enunciate the word slowly, “and don't delude me with kind words, when i know you're going to dangle the very statements you spewed over my head, most likely in days when you're fucked up or too lonely for eachother. i will not be tripped into your bed ever again.”

you despised the words as soon as they left your mouth; the statements only providing to fuel your deepest insecurity. and it was unfair to both of them, you knew it was.

steve and bucky looked visibly wretched by your words, yet you ignore it, telling yourself to get used to not caring about either of them.

“doll”

“darling”

“don't fucking call me that.” you hiss, both men still in their seat. “we're done.” gathering whatever was left of your dignity, you trudge to the doors and out of their lives.

the door closed behind you, your own apartment looking stale as opposed to the home you have built with steve and bucky; you barely stayed here anyways, but kept it for storage reasons. it still had stark's touch, feeling more like a hotel penthouse, appearing cold and detatched.

you slide down against the door weakly, losing the false bravado infront of your ex lovers. as if a child, you hug your knees to your chest, sobbing into it unbashedly.

three years all down the drain. and they talked about it as if it were a skin deep connection, downplaying every single moment; in tenderness, in affection, in tears and the joy.

you didn't lie down with them in their bed as an extension, as a woman that can be tossed in passing.

you didn't hold them gently in your arms, and provided the warmth the world has chosen to keep from them just to be a stranger.

you didn't whisper words of comfort in their ears, in the middle of the night when the nightmares became too much to handle, just to be someone shallow and unimportant in their lives.

most importantly, you didn't love them to be hurt like this.

the pain cuts deep in your heart, like a throbbing wound, one you feel physically; one that leaves you gasping for breath, a hand held above your heart, feeling as if you could die. your chest tight, your throat welling up, you struggle to remain above ground, eyes darting around the room to keep in the moment- fuck, you were having a panic attack.

you despised when that happens. hated the sheer fact that you would allow yourself to be vulnerable when there were things that needed to be done; people that need saving, reports to be made, meetings to attend. you led a remotely chaotic life and the only thing that truly anchored you in here, to the now, turned their backs to you.

they no longer want you.

you swallowed heavily, arms instinctively hugging yourself, eyes squinting in an an attempt at concentration; color, you looked at your surroundings, dizzily naming the grey of your couch, the ivory white lamp, the silver and gold of the chandelier. your forehead was beaded with perspiration, breath coming out in shorts despite your attempts at distracting yourself.

“agent y/n, your blood pressure is fluctuating; your heart rate is abnormal which can cause the brain and other ogans to become oxygen deprived. i concluded a physical scan and deduced your emotional distress," FRIDAY “i'm at liberty to ask if i should call captain rogers and sergeant barnes, as they are—”

“no!” you managed to shout between strangled breaths, patting your chest methodolically hoping whatever it was, seemingly dislodged into your airways be cleared.

“agent y/n, in accordance to the tower's protoccol, i am hardwired to inform your immediate contacts of your current state of distress.” her posh voice inserts. and despite yourself, you groan.

“i'm peachy, fri.” you lean your head back to the door, closing your eyes and focusing on your breathing. slowly, you were able to calm down enough, “it's probably the best time to change those emergency contacts, aswell. while you're at it, remove the captain and sergeant's access to this floor; both physically and even in information.”

“ofcourse, agent y/n. please state your official badge number and code.” when you answer her, FRIDAY appears to repeat your command before doing what was asked.

“i also elected the sensible decision of reinstating agent romanov as your primary emergency contact. that being said, ms. romanov is on the way to your floor.” FRIDAY disappears before you can scold her, which made you truly contemplate wether she was conscious and, in all actuality sensitive to human emotions.

perhaps, she does have an inkling of human relationships and intense emotions, but that was no longer your concern; considering you have a black widow shaped problem coming your way. and natasha romanov was nothing, if not immensely stubborn and perpetually perceptive. you were several times screwed over.

however, as she appeared in your doorway, the waterworks resumed ten times over, and you were sobbing pathetically in the red head's arms, lamenting your broken heart.

you couldn't remember for how long you've stayed immobile in your room, but it had been several days; perhaps a week or two that you cried your heart out, barely consuming meals unless for sustenance. that in itself seemed like a chore for your aching muscle, your tired and weary bones protesting with every single movements.

this morning though... this morning, it was sunny and bright. you'd opened the curtains with much effort, peering into the bustling city; the skyline providing you with displaced warmth. a few years ago, you'd only ever dreamt about being in new york; and you've lived it. becoming an avenger was also a dream you've worked hard in achieving, and here you are, fighting alongside the heroic and brave on normal tuesdays.

should you allow yourself to wither away in a dark room, heart terribly battered and bruised when the world was set for conquering? well, perhaps it would be insensitive to use the c word; cringing to yourself upon the remembrance of several otherplanetary creatures wreaking havoc on your home planet, like it were a free for all.

you enjoyed the warmth of the sun on your skin for a few moments, allowing yourself to finally, breathe. you bask in the first time upon weeks that you thought positively for a change; so wreaked from questioning every single thing wrong about you.

for the first time in many days, you took the longest shower in history, setting the temperature just a touch scalding. you cleaned your room, changed the sheets, and donned yourself in a decent jeans and a t-shirt combo. grabbing your purse, and stuffing your phone, wallet and keys along with you, you departed from your room.

on the way to the garage, you texted both wanda and natasha; who have been at your side with the outmost vigor, crying and cursing both the supersoldiers as you wept from your broken heart.

you: mall and galiani's at the grove? :)

wands: yes!! meet you there <3

natty: otw in my sensible shoes.

you smiled softly, thankful for your friends. it may have spread like wildfire among your colleagues in the tower, and the magic six may have taken sides and pointed fingers; but amongst all the drama, you were glad that you had people to count on.

it may take a while for you to feel like yourself again... but you were willing to make it work.

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