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loserholland · 3 years

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𝐀 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 | 𝐁.𝐁

Pairing ➺ Bucky Barnes x Fem!Stark!Reader ft Morgan Stark (platonic)

Warning ➺ Slight TFATWS spoiler, some angst, pure fluff, Morgan being a comedian

Word Count ➺ 2.9k

Summary ➺ After the blip and loosing his best friend, you were there to keep Bucky grounded.

A/N ➺ Based off the song “I hear a symphony” by Cody Fry, such an amazing song. I’M ALSO SO SORRY IF I’M A LITTLE RUSTY

✿ 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ✿ - @loveyathreethousand @killerqueen-gunpowdergelatine @spideyyypeter @lou-la-lou@babebenhardy @rivervixenbaby @acklesholland @zabdisamor @keepingupwiththehollands @sweet666pea @sspider-parker @jackiehollanderr @caro0512 @thewinchesterchronicles @cporter003 @kisses-holland @spideysnugget @cryszus @sunflowerharrystyles @peterunderoos @ohbabycal @laucontrerasv @spider-mendes @jessybellsworld @quaksonhehe

☞ Masterlist ☜

Five years.

It had been five years before everyone returned, five years since Thanos snapped his fingers and wiped nearly 50% of the content. Five years of darkness, questioning whether or not those who turned to dust would come back. The thought of those who disappeared never coming back scared everyone, the thought of never seeing your mother, father, daughter, son- your friends and siblings again?

(Y/N) was one of the lucky ones to not turn to dust, but watching those around her slowly disintegrate never failed to bring her to tears every night. She was lucky enough to fight along side everyone, disobeying Tony’s order of staying put and “letting the adults handle it” she instead convinced Rhodey to let her follow, claiming if he let her he’d be her favorite uncle.

That’s where she saw him again, after nearly two years since Berlin. She had of course stuck by her father’s side and when he had gone to Sibera she stood with him. That’s when they had learned the winter soldier had killed her father’s parents. (Y/N) never entirely blamed Bucky, he never did it. It was the Winter Solider, not Bucky.

Tony always said she had her mothers heart and if her mom was still around she’d be proud of her, for always trying to see the best in people whether they’re good or bad.

“Wow, you’ve grown kid.”

𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨

A voice all too familiar spoke slowly she turned on her heels, his hair was still long it grew merely a few inches. He had also grown out his beard, the last time she had saw him it was more over stumble. She chuckled lightly stepping forward but keeping some distance between them, “Kid? I’m twenty-one James, plus we’ve been over this- I hate it when you guys call me kid!”

Bucky let out a small laughter showing off his pearly white teeth, there was always something about Bucky that made (Y/N)’s stomach fill with butterflies. I mean- who wouldn’t? Bucky was a handsome man.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨

“How have you been old-man?”

(Y/N) was the only person who had called Bucky by his first name, of course you had seen his files and even read about him smithsonian exhibit. She just felt she didn’t have the right to call him Bucky due to not knowing him long enough.

“James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes” she read to herself, reading the following description of the man.

That’s when you first saw how handsome this he was. And, when you first met him in Berlin it was amazing to see him up close. Well it’s not so amazing when some dumbass breached the centre and turned him back into the winter solider for a minute causing him to well fight everyone in his path.

After your dad’s ass was handed to him, he surely handed your ass to you he had you in a choke hold against the wall, your feet was a few inches above the ground.

“James, please.”

He’s eyes widened every so slightly tightening his metal hand around your throat, you felt yourself slide down against the wall gasping for air watching as T’Challa and him fought one another.

“I’ve been good, I’ve never felt so- calm an at peace in a while.”

(Y/N) smiled, that was good, it was good to see him happy for once and not afraid he’ll hurt someone again. He was brave and strong, from what she had read in the smithsonian exhibit and what she had seen in the past two years.

“Guys lets go, and kid stop leaving my sight your dad will kill me if anything happens!” (Y/N) groaned and stomped her feet to the ground “Uncle Rhodey! Stop calling me kid!” Bucky only chuckled at her, a sense of warmth filled his body- an uncommon warmth.

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸

(Y/N) knocked on Bucky’s apartment door, “Why aren’t we at the zoo yet?” Morgan questioned looking up at her older sister in confusion- Pepper was out of town dealing with business so she had to bring Morgan along to her.

When everyone came back, she had grown closer to Bucky. They had both lost someone, she had lost her father and he lost his best friend. Ever since her father’s death, she would dream about him often it started to become a regular thing after she started hanging out with Bucky. Last night’s dream, he had told her that if she got with Barnes he would be okay with it and to also apologize for blasting his arm off. Maybe it was just her subconscious playing tricks on her.

She crouched down slightly to be the same height as her sister, “Babe, remember I told you that my friend James would be coming along?” just then the door opened causing (Y/N) to fall back at the sudden movement. Instead of helping her sister up or asking if she was okay, she laughed and said “You fell on your booty.” oh, she was definitely Tony Starks daughter.

Bucky quickly helped her up apologizing for giving her a small fright, she noticed something different about Bucky he had cut his long hair. Just a few days ago he had it up in a man bun, “You cut your hair?” his brows furrowed, he ran his gloved fingers through his freshly cut hair “Does it look bad?” worry laced his voice.

(Y/N) quickly shook her head, “No! It looks good!” Morgan looked between the two adults standing in front of her before she let out a dramatic sigh, “Can we go now?” with that Bucky locked grabbed his keys and locked the front door as they proceeded towards the elevator.

The Central Park Zoo was in walkable distance, so (Y/N) left he car parked in the garage of Bucky’s apartment. Morgan stared at Bucky gloved hand she tilted her head slightly before asking, “Why are you wearing gloves? Aren’t your hands sweating?” (Y/N) eyes widened looking at the top of Morgan’s head then to Bucky who was laughing.

“Morgan!”

“It’s a serious question.” she shrugged as she kicked her feet awaiting for an answer, “Well because, this arm-” he lifted his left arm “is made out of vibranium.” Morgan looked up at him before saying, “Cool- now swing!” she grabbed his hand causing (Y/N) to look at Bucky. She knew he was a bit touch sensitive, “Mor-” before she could say her sister’s name again Bucky cut her off “It’s okay. I’ll be fine.” he took her small hand into his before pulling his arm back then forward.

𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

Bucky watched as you smiled whenever Morgan would let out a small giggle, he felt the same warmth he did back in Wakanda. The same warmth she could only give him. He was grateful to have her in his life, she gave him the benefit of the doubt seeing the good and accepting the bad. He knew that she knew his history but still befriended him anyways saying, “there’s good in everyone even if you can’t see the good in you, I do.”

“How has therapy been going?” They stood behind the four year old who was admiring the penguins. Bucky shrugged lightly fixing his gaze to his shoes, “‘ts been good.” he mumbled. It had been about two weeks since he started therapy with Dr.Christina Raynor, you knew he had trouble opening up and well at most times never opened up at all.

Morgan came running back to the two, “I wanna see the red pandas.” she grabbed theirs hands and began to drag them towards her current favorite animal at the moment.

She wondered if he still had nightmares, there were times he’d call her just to talk because he couldn’t go back to sleep. The sound of an old sitcom could be heard in the background anytime he’d call.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦

Bucky watched as (Y/N) carried Morgan in her arms pointing at the red pandas, red pandas? How are they even pandas? Bucky thought to himself, watching as (Y/N) made Morgan giggle loudly she must have said some kind of joke. He watched as she turned her head slightly catching her eye, he began to notice this twinkle whenever she was smiling or talking about something she’s passionate about or enjoyed.

"So, what did you think?” the credits of Harry Potter and the philosopher's stone began to roll in. As far as Bucky knew, the only wizard he had read about before was Gandalf in the hobbit. Who would’ve thought about writing a book about a 11 year old wizard?

“It was surprisingly good.” He watched as her eyes lit up the corners of her lips tugging upwards. He loved to see her smile, to see the twinkle in her eye just before she spoke on about how much she loved something.

“I knew you would like it! Gosh it’s amazing- I could go on about the wizarding world but I’m sure you would rather not-”

“I have the time.”

(Y/N) had concluded Bucky would belong in Hufflepuff and basically forced him to take the pottermore test in which she was correct, he was in fact a hufflepuff. She had gone on why he’s in hufflepuff- though he didn’t really care about the reasons he just wanted to hear her talk.

“You have a lovely family.”

The comment caused Bucky to turn his head slightly pulling him from the recent memory, an elderly woman who seemed to be in her late sixties gave him a warm smile. “Uh- she’s actually my-” what is she to me? Before Bucky could answer (Y/N) had walked over with Morgan still in her arms.

“Hey, ready to go?”

Before Bucky could answer the lady spoke again, “I was just telling your husband you have a lovely family.” (Y/N) eyes widened her mouth slightly agape before responding, “We’re actual friends and, she’s my younger sister.” friends.

“Oh, my apologies. Have a great rest of your day.”

(Y/N) gave the lady a warm smile watching as she walked away, “Well, I think you’ve seen enough animals don’t you think?” Morgan tapped her index finger against her chin pinching her brows together, sometimes she was just a mini version of your dad or sometimes Pepper- but mostly Tony.

“Yeah- I’m hungry.”

Making their way towards the exit the gift shop had caught Morgan’s eye, specifically a red panda plush she shrieked loudly causing (Y/N) to jump with caution thinking something was wrong with her little sister, while Bucky stood there with his eyes widened.

“I need it!”

(Y/N)’s brows furrowed, “Morgan- you know mom is gonna be mad at me if I get you yet another red panda plush. Remember, you have like a billion of them.” Morgan pouted slightly crossed her arms across her chest and stomped away.

“Dad would’ve gotten it for me!” (Y/N) frowned at the comment, of course he would’ve- he loved seeing the smile on your face anytime he got you something whether you were five or nineteen.

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦

“I’ll meet you guys outside- I’m gonna use the restroom.” Bucky spoke, watching as she ran after her little sister. Well- he didn’t actually need to use the restroom- he had gotten the plush Morgan was head over heels for. He waited a couple minutes before finally exiting the zoo spotting (Y/N) holding Morgan in her lap as they sat on a bench not too far from the exit.

He held the plush behind his back, as he drew closer he could hear Morgan sob quietly. He sat down next to (Y/N) leaning his head slightly onto her shoulder, “Hey Morgan.” the five year old pulled back slightly wiping the back of her sleeve across her nose lips still in a pout.

Slowly he pulled the plush that was hidden behind his back into view, watching as Morgan’s eyes widened an a huge smile paint her lips quickly she snatched it from his hand and hugged it turning her body from side to side.

Morgan hopped out of her sister’s lap and onto Bucky’s wrapping her arms around his neck, “Thank you, thank you!” she chanted catching Bucky off guard as he slowly wrapped his arms around her.

“Anytime kid.”

They walked back to Bucky’s apartment in comfortable silence, Morgan squealing every here and there every time she hugged her new plush. Once they had reached his apartment, Bucky offered for the two to stay for pizza which Morgan quickly agreed to.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘳

(Y/N) and Bucky situated themselves in the kitchen cross from each other- (Y/N) sat on a stool while Bucky stood. Meanwhile Morgan was in the living room distracted with her new plush, “Thank you for getting her the plush- I- I just didn’t know how to react when she said-” Bucky placed his hand over hers squeezing it reassuringly, she squeezed back giving him a warm smile. They stayed like this for a few minutes before (Y/N) cleared her throat causing Bucky to pull his hand away.

“You never answered my question earlier, about therapy.” She watched as he tensed at the word therapy, truth be told. He was struggling, he was still having nightmares and he was having trouble opening up to his therapist. He gets annoyed whenever she pulls out her notebook and starts to scribble stuff down.

“I made amends with um- Senator Atwood. No one got hurt.” (Y/N) nodded, “That’s good! Any progress with Dr.Raynor?” Bucky sighed lightly, running his fingers through his hair, “Kind of? I mean every time I tell her I haven’t had a nightmare she gets all aggressive and writes in her notebook.”

𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦

She frowned slightly, taking his hands into hers “James, you sometimes talk to me about your nightmares right?” he nodded slightly ushering her to continue, “You have to slowly open up- it’s gonna help James. And If you want, I’ll go with you. I’ll wait in the waiting room- whatever it takes to get you to talk.”

She cared so much about him, it made her chest feel heavy. She would do anything for him.

𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨

He had spent nearly seventy years as someone else, he was afraid that after he erased his past it would still catch up to him someday. That he would still become the winter solider even after all this therapy and time away.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨

But you were there to reassure him that would never happen, that he was a good person and no longer the person he use to be. She was there to reassure him that he was James Buchanan Barnes and not the winter solider.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘺

You were the light in his darkness, you were there to guide him and to stay by his side. He thought you’d run away after what he had done to your grandparents but you’re there to remind him that he had no choice that HYDRA had control over him but you knew deep down he tried to fight it.

Bucky tugged his hands back quickly pulling away from the counter and walked around to engulf (Y/N) into a hug, he was afraid that if he were to allow himself to love someone they’d only end up hurt. He didn’t want to loose her, he didn’t want to scare you away.

“Please don’t leave.”

(Y/N) quickly shook her head, “Why would I leave? I would never leave you Bucky.” he pulled away slightly, did he hear that right? “Did you just call me Bucky?” her eyes widened, “Oh I’m so-” he cupped her cheeks closing the gap between the two placing capturing her lips. Something he had been waiting to do.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺

It was exactly like how people described sharing a kiss with someone they’ve longed to be with, fireworks and butterflies the way your skin heats up and your cheeks turn into a tomato red.

(Y/N) wrapped her hand around his wrist pulling back slightly for air a smile tugging at the corner of her lips, “Hello? Did you guys not here the door? Someone pay the guy!” Morgan carried the huge box of pizza and placed it onto her sisters lap before turning away to the living room. She quickly fetched her wallet wanting to beat Bucky from paying- but he knocked her wallet out of her hands and quickly rushed to the door.

She had given her sister a slice of pizza and ushered her to go back to the living room, “You make it seem as if I never saw people kiss before.” Morgan stuck her tongue out at her sister before returning to the living room.

“So-” Bucky began leaning against the doorway of the kitchen (Y/N) running up to him to wrap her arms around his neck the impact causing the two to fall to the ground with a loud thud. “You know- know a days people usually go on dates before the first kiss.” (Y/N) joked causing Bucky to smile, “Well in that case. (Y/N) would you like to go out tomorrow?” she quickly pecked his lips.

“I’d love to Bucky.”

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺

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holdontorogers · 3 years

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hiiii !! i fucking LOVE your writing, you’re so talented!! i wanted to request a bucky x reader where they have a mission and a stark gala afterwards, maybe the mission was a little grueling and there’s some heavy tension after? you can do smut or whatever you want tbh i bet it’ll be amazing regardless!! thank uuuu<3

࿐ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛.𝐛.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; tfatws!Bucky x fem!Reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1,732

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI, friends to lovers, mentions of bruises, swearing, pet-names (gorgeous, baby), unprotected sex, semi-public sex (hallway), mocking, praise kink, ruined kink, slight breeding kink.

𝐚/𝐧; GIF CREDITS, tysm for your words bby 🥺💕 i’m so glad you enjoy my writing and I hope you liked this one! sorry it took so long 💕

It went bad, extremely fucking bad. You were all ambushed, Clint was hit in the leg, everyone panicked for a hot minute.

It was a lot, a very explicit mission gone bad stamped on all of you as you returned to the compounded.

Frustrated sighs, bruises and a defeated expression in all of you, nobody needed to ask how things went. It was more than obvious.

But it didn’t matter — Tony Stark still needed his stupid damn gala.

“It’s gonna cheer us up” he tried as all of you groaned, objected and it was useless.

In a matter of hours you had all to get on the quinjet and go to the Tower, Stark would have his event.

You rolled your eyes as you slid the dress down your body. Fixing your hair and applying the last touches of your makeup.

A heavy breath leaving you as you made your way out of your room. You stumped into Bucky on your way out.

“Hey” was all he managed to say under gritted teeth, you smiled, amused by the grumpy man.

“Oh cmon” you poked his chest with your arm. “We’re gonna have so much fun tonight!” you fake cheering only made him groan and roll his eyes.

No one hated these events more than Bucky Barnes. They annoyed him to an extreme, his grumpy self present in his face from beginning to end.

Still, all the single girls seemed to jump at him anyways. He didn’t even have to put on a smile.

You would never, ever confess that out loud but oh fuck, did those girls made you jealous.

You tried to ignore it and stay away from them, but God, you really wish Bucky could notice the effect he had on you.

Because obviously you wouldn’t just end your friendship by admitting you had this stupid crush on him, it would be your secret to take to the grave.

“You look nice tho, gorgeous” Bucky snapped you out of your daydreams so fast you could only stared at him with slight shock on your face.

“I — what?” you were confused, almost sure you heard something wrong.

“What?” he shrugged his shoulders.

“Just because I hate these things doesn’t mean I can’t acknowledge how beautiful you look in this dress” you blinked a few times, as he gave you his hands to pull you into the jet.

You were still a little shocked as you flew to the Tower. Was that Bucky flirting? And that pet-name???

He was a super soldier which probably meant he could clearly see the shrives running down your body whenever he called you peach.

It was fucking hard to resist him when he was on a black suit, smelling like leather, sandalwood and Bucky — because it was just too unique to classify.

You had to control yourself. There was no way you’d survive the whole party with these thoughts in your head.

You had to get away from Bucky as soon as possible.

He threw away all caution he might’ve had. But seeing all flushed and unable to think as he said how beautiful you were made it all worth it.

Being a 106 year old cyborg and former assassin was hard enough. Dealing with the world he was in seemed like a bad joke.

And then there was you. Bucky didn’t even remember what it was like to actually have feelings.

But your shy way, the way you always cared for him, and how you seem to break down all the walls he created made him understand that there was no escape.

Yeah, he took longer than he should’ve and he wanted to make sure he was not wrong and would just fuck things up between you two.

But he notices you, he notices everything about you. He knows all about you, especially how tense you feel around him.

Bucky noticed the signs slowly.

How you pressed your legs together when you were staring too hard at him, how you would bite your lips whenever he enter a room.

The way goosebumps went through your body when he was close, too fucking close.

He also noticed how annoyed you’d be whenever he mentioned a date or another girl. It was cute, really.

But Bucky’s had enough, because it was not obvious to you that he felt the exact same way, with twice the desperation.

He would always make sure your favorite flavor of coffee and your favorite mug were there for you every morning.

He would protect you with his life whenever tou were assigned to missions together. He even tried asking you out — but you only thought he meant it as a friend.

Bucky started to hate that word, fucking friends. That didn’t stop him from pumping his cock and moaning your name every damn night.

He needed to do something, and if Stark thought you all need a party to relax after the long failure of a mission you had, than so be it.

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The party was dreadful, and Bucky kept staring at you. Those blue eyes always capturing yours as you tried to ignore the ache between your legs.

“Having a nice time, beautiful?” you nearly dropped the drink in your hands as Bucky whispered in your ears.

“Buck, hey!” your heart was hammering in your chest, as you stared wide eyed while the super soldier only smirked at you, what was it with him today?

“I feel like today you’re hating this event more than I usually do” he said, as he ran his tongue through his lower lip.

You tried not to drool at the sight. Muttering out something no one could be able to understand.

“Lost your words?” Bucky cocked his head to the side a coy smile on his face, “maybe we can go somewhere more private so we can, uh, talk”.

You were taken by surprise but all of it, but you followed him anyways.

You don’t know how it happened, all you knew is that you were back against the wall at an empty hallway with Bucky’s knee between your leg as you both devoured each other’s mouth.

It was teeth and tongue colliding in a messy and needy kiss.

“It’s been so long since I wanted to do this” Bucky purred.

“Always wondered what your pretty lips would taste like” he went back to kissing you, his finger running your body.

Bucky slid his hand pass your dress his two fingers pushing your panties to the side.

His fingers pushing your panties to the side, the contact with your pussy making you arch your back.

“However, cannot wait to taste you there” he smirked, gripping you tighter with his other hand as he saw how wet you were, his eyes darkening.

Bucky kept the eye contact as he brought his fingers to his mouth to taste you.

You swallowed hard at the sight, biting your lips to hold back a moan.

“Bet I could just take my dick out and you would take it all easily” he hovered your face with his lips, as you whined and opened his pants.

You grabbed his length through his boxers, gasping at how hard and big he was. your eyes widening for a second.

“Don’t worry baby girl” he cooed. “You’ll be able to take it all” he removed his boxers enough for his dick to be free.

“I bet this greedy pussy is dripping for me” he said, running his fingers through your folds again, spreading your arousal.

“Sadly I can’t take my time with you because someone could cut our fun short any minute now” he pouted, stroking his length a few times “but let’s enjoy the time we have”.

He winked, as he raised your dress and pushed his length into you, waiting a minute for you to adjust to his size.

“Bucky” you whined, “please” his stillness was driving you crazy. He chuckled at your desperation.

“such a needy baby” he mocked, “i’m ball deep inside you and still so desperate to be fucked” he started to move inside you, a slow agonizing pace as you tried to hold back the whimpering and moans.

“don’t worry, gonna ruin you all night, you won’t be able to fucking walk tomorrow” he promised, increasing his pace.

It became harder and harder to contain your sounds.

Bucky’s thrusts were hitting your sweet time without an error, you head was threw back you grabbed his shoulders for some balance.

“shh baby” Bucky’s arm gripped your throat, the pressure driving you even closer to the edge.

“Such a good girl, taking me so good” he praised, “such a tight pretty pussy, like it’s made for me” he had to contain his own groans as he hid his face in your neck.

“My pretty girl, all ruined for me” he whispered, “you look so good with your make up ruined, all for taking my cock so well” he mewled, his thrusts deeper and faster, you were close.

“Bucky, I—” you tried, but another big moan threatened to pass your lips as Bucky shushed you with his own mouth.

His thumb found your clit and he became to draw slow circles, the nod in your stomach about to explode.

You bite his shoulder as you came, white hot spots of pleasure blinding you as Bucky drove you through your high.

“Gonna have to fill you up” Bucky’s thrusts were sloppy and he was flushed, pink cheeks and sweat covering his perfect face.

“Gonna have you dripping with our mess for you to know who you belong to now” he said, as he had to contain his own moans as he came inside you.

You were both trying to recover your breathing as you held on each other for some balance.

Foreheads pressed together as you two didn’t dare to move.

“Cant believe we took so long to do this, hope you get used to us now” he smiled, rubbing your cheek.

You smiled back, pecking his lips.

“Not gonna let you go anymore Buck, don’t worry” you winked back, as you both made your ways back to your room.

Neither of you bothered to go back to the party, as you’d prefer to make a party of your own, now that you had the chance to have Bucky to yourself.

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Paring: Tfatws!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: After you and Bucky had returned from a mission you got into a fight and as he raised his hand you backed off ‘cause you were thinking he was about to hit you

word count: 5.4K

Warnings: angst, fighting, hitting, Tony stark being an asshole(yes he’s alive), Bucky Barnes (yes he has to be a warning)

A/N: this is my first writing and hope you like it. English is also not my first language so sorry if I made any mistakes while writing

Not my gif ( gif-credits to @jamesbuchenan )

You woke up feeling strangely lonely the next day, already missing the warmth of the body that was normally pressing against you for the night, comforting you in all ways possible and it made the night even better knowing that the warmth came from the man you call your boyfriend. As you opened your eyes and looked to the right side of you king sized bed to see if your loving boyfriend might be still laying in the sheets, you saw that the sheets on his side of the bed were still untouched, like the night before when you got into bed. It even looked like that Bucky wasn’t even there the whole night and it made you uncomfortable in some kind of way. Where has he been the night and why didn’t he come to bed with you? He wasn’t mad at you, was he? No, why would he be mad at you.

The last day was kind of fucked up and it made you even more uncomfortable to think about the occurrences of your last mission. You didn’t wanna lose a thought about what happened. But you couldn’t stop thinking about if the failed mission was the reason why Bucky wasn’t here the night.

You and Bucky had been sent by your father Tony to go to observe a Hydra base and it should have been an easy job, something even little Peter Parker would have bean able to do, but Tony desperately wanted you and Bucky for this kind of mission. You knew that this was Tonys kind of way to test his daughter if she was ready to go to more dangerous missions and you wanted to show your father as desperately as he wanted you to go on this mission that you were as capable as the other members of the team. But who would have known that one little decision of yours could have cost yours and Bucky‘s life. If Bucky hadn’t been there to save your ass, you would have probably been dead by now.

You and Bucky were currently disguised as normal Russian citizens and you were slowly getting closer to the Hydra base that was seated in the middle of Moscow. The day before your actual mission Bucky made sure to install a listening device to one of the buildings were most of the agents were operating. So the closer you got to the base the better you could eavesdrop to what the hydra agents are saying to each other. You had parked your car a few miles away from the base just to be safe and to be able to listen to their conversation as much as possible and being disturbed by trying to not get caught if you would move to close to the base.

The Hydra agents were in the middle of a discussion about their new found weapon on the black market and you were sure that this was the reason Tony had sent you and Bucky to go to this Hydra base and eavesdrop on them to get as much information as possible. But suddenly the device in your ear made some strange beeping noises and the voices of the hydra agents got cut off. So when the device wasn’t any help anymore you decided that you would have to get closer to the base.

Bucky has tried to stop you but you told him that this mission was important to you and your father and that if you didn’t get him enough information he would never send you one of the more interesting missions. Bucky still tried to convince you to stay by his side and to not be stupid but you didn’t listen to him and got out of the drivers seat. Bucky, who was sitting in the passenger seat let out a quiet sigh and the followed you carefully to the building. You were walking on your tiptoes to not make a sound so that you and your boyfriend wouldn’t be seen by hydra.

Shortly after you entered the piece of ground where the base had been seated you stoped at a small and abandoned building and hid behind one of the many brick walls but it still wasn’t close enough for your liking so you decided against Buckys will to step a little closer to the next building. It was made out of brick as well and in one of the walls where you hid behind was a little hole where you could see through and observe the situation inside. But to your surprise it was empty. Not a single soul in sight. You just thought that it was weird because the voices you had been listening to in the car had become louder and it wasn’t from the device in your ear.

Bucky was right behind you because he promised tony to protect you no matter what you would do and Bucky was someone that would never break his promises. So he also followed you to the second building. „Is this close enough, doll?“ he asked you but you shook your head. The voices were still muffled and to get your father some good information you needed to be even closer and that’s what you did. As you already knew, the building you were hiding behind was empty and to your benefit was right next to you a wooden door that led you into the building. When Bucky saw what your plan was he reached for your arm but only got a loose hold of it because you already slipped through the opening and into the building. The closer you stepped to the wall on the other side of the building the louder the voices got and when you looked through another hole in the wall you could see some hydra agents standing in the middle of a field facing the building.

As you looked to the door where you had slipped through you could see Bucky all worried and trying to get you back without having to step into the building but you were as stubborn as your father was, so he decided to wait for you because you held up a finger for him, signaling him that you only needed one more minute to get the context of their conversation.

The hydra agents were talking about a new weapon they wanted to try out and as it got quite outside of the building you got curious to what was going on so you looked once more through the little hole in the brick wall but that was it when you saw it. One of the agents held a massive weapon in his hands pointing it directly at the building you were inside. You thought he might be joking but then you heard the click of the weapon and something flew directly towards you. As fast as you could you stepped away and tried to reach Bucky.

He had heard It too and was trying to get to you but as the flying something hit the building, he grabbed your waist and pulled you close into him and into a little shaft that was hidden inside the ground with a metal gate. His metal arm was held above your and his head as the building collapsed onto you. You kept your eyes shut waiting for it to be over but suddenly it was quite and the only thing you could hear was someone starting an engine and driving off. That’s when Bucky pushed with all his strength a fragment of the building off of you and stood up to help you out of the shaft.

You coughed as dust was flying around the room and your vision was a little blurred from the sudden explosion of the building. Bucky was holding your face in between his hands and a worried look was formed on his face „are you ok, doll?“ he asked you and turned your head to the left and to the right to see if you were injured and indeed you were. Blood was running down your temple and you had a cut on your lower lip that was bleeding pretty bad. „Thank god, I thought I would loose you“ he said and kissed you carefully on the lips, trying not to hurt you.

Back at the compound Bucky had met up with Tony while your injuries were cleaned by dr. Banner and while you were sitting in his office when Bucky knocked on the door and walked inside „your dad wants to speak to you when dr. Banner finished with cleaning your wound he said and placed his hand on top of yours. You sighed because you knew that this wouldn’t be a nice conversation with your dad. As you looked at Bucky you could see that he was pretty injured as well, probably even more than you were. His clothes were ripped and blood was dripping down his flesh arm. He had a black eye and a cut on his left cheek. Bucky looked like he had fought with a tiger or something like that.

When Bruce was finished he had asked Bucky if he needed help but he declined Bruce’s offer to help and grabbed your hand to lead you outside of his office. „I’m so sorry that happened..“ you said and he only responded with a quiet hum. The rest of the path to your dad was quite uncomfortable. You could basically feel the tension in the air. You swore that if you would have a knife you would be able to cut it. Shortly after you two had arrived the office of your dad and you didn’t knew why you were nervous but your heartbeat was so fast that it almost sprung out of your chest. Would Tony be mad at you? Well you didn’t die and you got the information he had asked for.

As Bucky opened the heavy wooden door you could see your father sitting at his desk which was placed at the end of the room right in front of big windows that took up almost the entire wall. Your dad was sitting in his leather stool singing some documents that were in front of him. When he had heard the door open, he had looked up at us and as soon as he saw me and my boyfriend behind me his expression changed from focused to angry but also to a somehow worried expression.

„Come on in you two“ he had said and gestured you two step into his office. Tony pointed to a chair for you to sit in but you shook your head and kept standing while Bucky still stood in the doorway of the office and didn’t move a muscle. „Why do you want to speak to me father?“ you had asked him and he let out a heavy sigh. Tony couldn’t look you into the eyes.Instead he either looked to the bookshelves on his right side or to Bucky. „You failed the mission y/n. How could you be so reckless to walk into that building when you knew that hydra agents were right in front of this damn building“ he almost screamed at you hitting his fist on the desk. You flinched slightly at his reaction and it made tears form in your eyes „You wanted information and I got them for you! This was the mission. To get you information about this hydra base and I did bring you information so I wouldn’t say that I failed this missions, Tony“ you responded and you never called your dad by his name. You only did it when you were angry or even disappointed at him.

„ And it wasn’t your job to get almost killed Y/n. I‘ve trained you for mor dangerous missions and this one was an easy one and I can clearly see that you’re not ready. I don’t think you ever will. Can you imagine what it would be like If I lost you on a mission that I sent you on? It would be my fault and I would hate myself for sending you on this mission“ he said and you could have sworn that his voice sounded a little shaky as he spoke to you, „go to your room! I don’t want to see you for the rest of the day!“ he said and pointed at the door and gestured you to leave his office and out of his sight.

You couldn’t understand him. Missions were always risky wether they seem less dangerous as others and he knew it and so did everyone else on the team, but to Tony you were like a fragile egg that was almost about to crack and would fall into millions of pieces. You were angry. Angry at your dead but also angry at yourself and at Bucky ‘cause he just stood there and let your father talk to you like that. Why wasn’t he supportive? Why didn’t he say that it wasn’t your fault?

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t notice that Bucky wasn’t following you to your room to watch a movie with you like you always did when you or him got home from a mission. As soon as you had arrived the room of the two of you, you felt this feeling of coldness that wandered about your skin but you shook the feeling of and opened the door by grabbing the doorknob out of metal and twisted it to right. When the door flew open you took a step into the room and it felt cold. It felt like the same coldness that had wandered over your skin just a few seconds ago. It felt lonely and empty. Again you had shrugged this feeling off of you and walked to your bed to sit on the freshly made covers. You arranged the pillows on the headboard of your bed and laid against them taking a book from your nightstand and opened it at the site you had left it on the night before.

A hour into reading you had decided to go to sleep as it was slowly getting dark and your body was exhausted from todays mission, so you put your bookmark between to pages of the book and laid it back onto your nightstand and stood up from the bed to get chained into your night clothes. Before you walked into the bathroom to brush your teeth you took a glance at your phone the see if Bucky had texted you, why he didn’t come to watch a movie with you but there was nothing. Not a single notification. You signed and walked along with your night clothes in hand into the bathroom that was connected to your and your boyfriends room. After you had brushed your teeth and got into your clothes for the night you took your phone that was resting on top of your book and wrote a message to Bucky to let him know that you were heading to bed and that you loved him. Afterward you got under the covers and turned of the light and soon after you fell into a deep sleep.

You sat up in your bed and looked to the closed door on your right. Your phone still laying on top of the book where you had left it. You reached over to grab it to see if Bucky had answered you, but as you turned on the screen you saw that there wasn’t a notification. The only thing visible where the blue rakes at the right side of your message, that let you know that he had read it. You frowned at his reaction of you telling him that you loved him because usually he would answer with something like that he loves you even more than you do. Maybe he was just tired or he was out with his friends and just got lost in the moment and forgot to write a response. You decided to brush it of and stood up.

Today’s weather was sunny and there were no clouds in the blue sky. It was the perfect weather to go for a jog, so you walked to your closet which was at the farther end of the room. As you opened your drawer you rummaged through your freshly folded clothes until you had found the pair of sport leggings you had searched for. Together with a sports bra and a shirt you walked into your bathroom and slipped into your clothes, washed your face, brushed your teeth and put your hair into a ponytail. Lastly you had put on some mascara and your running shoes from next to the door.

In the corridor you met Clint who was on his way to the training room to probably test out some of his new trick arrows. You said a quick good morning to each other and then you headed into the kitchen area which was connected to the living-room where you had seen Steve sitting on the couch reading the newspaper, „morning Steve“ you said and grapped an apple from the bowl that was standing on the kitchen counter. „Morning y/n, how are you feeling today?“ he had asked and closed the newspaper while speaking to you, placing it on the coffee table and grabbing the cup which was standing in front of him. You told him that you were already feeling better and that you now were heading out for a jog, „wanna join me?“ „sorry, came back just a few minutes ago, but might be catching Bucky outside, he wanted to take a few more round before heading back“ you nodded and walked outside.

Just then you saw Bucky walking back to the compound so you decided to stretch a little until he had reached the door to walk inside. When he did you approached him and walked where he was the night and why he didn’t answer your message, „sorry doll, I was out with Steve and Sam and I had drunken a little to much and I passed out in on the couch. It wasn’t my intention to ignore your message“ he said and pressed a slight kiss on your forehead before walking inside.

Bucky had just drunken a little to much the night and had passed out on the couch. Everything was good between you too and you basically just overthinked to much. You smiled at him and then went on your daily jog. While working out you could feel the rays of sun on your face and it made you feel good and like everything was going to be ok. As your injuries began to hurt a little, you decided to head home and to jump under the hot shower to wash off all the sweat that had been forming because of the warmth of the sun.

Later that day you were sitting with Nat and Wanda in the living room gossiping about the boy Nat had met a few days Avon in one of the many clubs here in New York. Bucky was standing at the kitchen counter getting himself something to drink. His eyes lingering you the whole time and it didn’t go unnoticed by the three of you. „Is everything ok between you two?“ Wanda had asked you quietly and you nodded. Everything was ok, so you stood up and walked over to the kitchen counter and came to a stop on the opposite side of the counter and directly in front of Bucky. „Hey beautiful boy, what are you doing here all alone?“ you said and he just looked into your eyes and then down to your parted lips. „I was just watching my girl having fun with her friends or is this forbidden“ he said and grabbed your hand to lead you around the counter.

When you had reached him he paced his hands on your hip and pulled you even closer to his body. Your eyes wandered for a quick moment to Wanda and Nat but they were already gone, giving the two of you some privacy, „I feel bad for not joining you the night and I want to make it up to you“ he confessed and looked at his feet but you couldn’t stand that he was feeling this way so you raised his head by his chin so that he had too look into your eyes. Without saying a single word you pulled him closer until yours and his lips met in the middle. Bucky‘s hands were still placed on your hip and as you kissed him his grip tightened and he lifted you up and sat you onto the kitchen counter. „I love you so much y/n, you cant imagine how much“ he said and pressed another kiss onto your lips.

Just then Tony walked into the living room and when he saw Bucky and you he told Bucky that they were having a meeting in the conference room in a few minutes. He nodded and let go of your hip and to follow Tony to the upcoming meeting. When your father had passed you he hadn’t bothered to even look at you two. He still seemed mad and you were thinking about a way to make it up to him. When Bucky had left your side, you jumped of the counter and followed them as well but as soon as Tony noticed you following them he stoped in his track and turned around to face you. He was standing In front of the door to the conference room but he held his hand into the air, his palm facing you, telling you to stop as well while Bucky held the door open, „not for you Y/n!“ he said and turned around to walk into the room.

You were confused. Since when weren’t you allowed to join a team meeting? You were as allowed as other teammates so you simply decided to walk into the conference room. Your dad was standing in front of a projection what looked like clues for a new mission. When they were talking about a new mission why weren’t you allowed to join?

„What is going on here?“ you said so that everyone in the room could hear you. Your arms were crossed in front of your chest looking directly at your father, „why are you discussing about a new mission without me? I have the same right to be hear as you!“ you said now in a more angry tone than before. You just couldn’t understand them, especially your father. He sighed and crossed his arms as well as you did and his expression changed from focused on what he was saying to a sort of annoyed and angry expression and it was directed right at you. He looked over at Steve who was sitting at the front of the table and then to Bucky who sat at the opposite side of where Steve sat. Steve nodded at Tony and Bucky could only look at his hands. „Y/n, I said that you aren’t allowed in here because you are suspended from missions. I thought you knew!“ he said with a strict tone in his voice. You were shocked as you heard that you were suspended from missions from now on. Just because you were his daughter didn’t mean he could do with you what he wanted. It would still be your decision to go on mission and he was not allowed to take this away from you. „How long?“ you asked because you knew that you couldn’t discuss such a topic with him. He was a stubborn person and you couldn’t change his opinion easily.

„as Long as I am the boss!“ he said and with that you had lost your patience with him, „this is not fair! It’s because of yesterday isn’t it? I got you the information you wanted and you still punish me for something I did right! This is unbelievable! I hate you“ and with that you left the room and stormed of into your room and locked your door. Out of anger you threw the books that stood on your shelf through the room and destroyed the mirror in front of your bed.

By the time the meeting was over you sat in the middle of the chaos which was once your room. Your fist was blood from punching into the mirror and tears where falling out of your eyes and onto the wooden floor. You desperately tried to quieten your sobs as you began to hear footsteps that got closer and closer. You thought that they walked past your door when they had suddenly stopped so you let out a big sob that you were trying to hide in but that’s when you heard the handle twist and turn but the door didn’t open. You were glad that you had locked it because no one would like to see the state you are in right now, but the you heard the worried voice of our boyfriend and how he tried to get you to open the door. You didn’t answer him, you just wanted him to leave you alone. You were mad at him that he didn’t stood up for you and let your dad do that to you. Bucky got even more worried and he feared that you would get a panic attack. You once had a panic attack in front of him and it was the worst thing he had ever seen and he swore to himself that he would do everything to prevent it from happening again.

In Bucky‘s opinion Tony overstepped his position. He was your boss but also still your dad and to say something like that to you in front of the whole team was wrong, but he still had a point and he was right to suspend you from missions but what he said after meant that Y/n wasn’t allowed to go to a mission ever again and this was in Bucky‘s opinion very wrong.

He was standing in front of yours and his room and wanted to get in but you had locked the door so he tried to kick it in and as it finally flew open he saw you sitting on the cold wooden floor in a mess of broken fragments. The mirror all burst and your books lying all across the room. When the door flew open you had hidden your bloody hand in your lap so that whoever was standing in the doorway wouldn’t see it at first. You were a shivering mess and you just couldn’t stop the tears from falling. As you looked to the right you saw Bucky standing there all worried and as he saw the broken mirror and all the shards in front of you, he knew that you had bunched it. He walked towards you and got into a tuck Position and grabbed your bloody hand that was still laying in your lap. He sighed and carefully pulled out a sharp of your hand.

„Why did you do this, doll?“ he asked and pulled your face to him so you had to look at him. His ocean blue eyes shimmering with worry and as a response you only shrugged with your shoulders. Bucky let out a sigh and pulled you carefully in a tight hug as you let all tears fall. You wrapped your arms around his chest and buried your face into the crook of his neck as you cried. Bucky‘s metal hand rubbed your back while his other hand was resting on your head. „Why didn’t you stand up for me?“ you had asked and as Bucky heard these words he didn’t know what to answer. You were his girlfriend so why didn’t he stand up for you? Was he scared of Tony?

When he didn’t answered you had pulled away from him to look him into the eyes and said it again, „ why didn’t you stand up for me?“ „because Tony is right, doll“ he said that and your eyes widened at his words. Did he just say that your father was right? You stood up and took a step backwards and Bucky could see the mistake he had made by saying such a thing but he almost had lost you that day and he didn’t want to live through such a situation ever again. „Doll, you have to understand“ he started forming a sentence but you interrupted him before he could end his sentence, „no I get it. You think what my father did was right and that I’m incapable of going to a mission. That I will only be a burden to the team and that we will fail the mission because of me!“ your voice got louder every few words and Bucky could see that you were clearly mad. Not only at your father but also at him.

„Y/n, don’t you understand? You could have died yesterday, don’t you understand that! I could have lost you and I would feel miserable because it would have been my fault. Your dad send me with you so I could protect you if anything went wrong and I couldn’t almost keep my promise“ he said and now tears were falling from his eyes. „You are just so selfish and you don’t even see it! Tony was right to suspend you! You failed the mission“ „When you think that I’m so selfish and lousy then why don’t you just break up with me!“ you screamed at him and stepped closer to him showing off all of your anger that had been build up inside of you. „Maybe I will!“ he screamed back at you and raised his hand to brush through his hair but as he saw that you flinched at his movement and backed off from him his expression and voice got suddenly softer and he took a step back as well An expression of panic had formed on your face and your breath got quicker. You wouldn’t think that he would hit you, would you? You looked anxious and as he noticed it he carefully stepped closer to you and took your hands into his, „what’s wrong, doll? Did you really think I would hit you?“ he asked and you just couldn’t look into his eyes. Your breath got a little calmer again so that Bucky could wrap his arms around you and pull you into a loving hug, „did someone hit you before?“ he asked now all worried.

Finally you could look into his eyes and nodded slowly. You licked you lips and let go of him to walk to the bed. Bucky followed you, not letting your hand go and as you both sat down on the sheets he waited for you to talk to him and to tell him what had happened, „my ex boyfriend used to hit me when we fought and when we were fighting and you raised your hand I thought that you were about to hit me…but I know that you would never do this Bucky, I’m so sorry“ you said and looked at your hands But Bucky lifted your head with his right hand and pressed a kiss to your lips, „don’t be sorry, doll. Just remember that I would never lay a hand against you! And I‘m sorry for saying that I might break up with you and for saying that you’re selfish, because you’re not you just wanted to prove to your father that you are capable of succeeding at missions.“ he said and pressed another kiss to your lips and got up from the bed. „Where are you going?“ you asked and he told you that he would talk to your father to try to change his mind about you, because you clearly didn’t deserved this, but as Bucky wanted to walk away you grabbed his hand and pulled him back on the bed, „ what are you doing?“ he looked confused but you just sat up and pressed your lips at his, kissing him with passion, „please stay. My father can wait“

Bucky decided to stay with you but before you both laid in bed and cuddled for a while he took you to Bruce‘s office so that he could look at your bruised and injured hand. After all this was sorted he brought you back to your room and you both had decided to watch a movie before he would go to talk to your dad.

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obxjj · 2 years

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𝑂𝐵𝑋𝐽𝐽 - 𝐵𝑈𝐶𝐾𝑌 𝐵𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐸𝑆 𝑅𝐸𝐶 𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑇

SIDE ONE | SIDE TWO

This is side two of my new Bucky Barnes Recommendation List. Again, I just want to say a huge thank you to the writers on here and how you guys have got me and so many other people through these tough times we have faced the past years. You’re writing has impacted me so much as it got me through last year especially, I’m so thankful I found this fandom a year ago! This list is here to showcase your amazing work and my favourites.

This includes my personal favourite drabbles, one-shots and finished or ongoing series. This mostly includes; Avenger Bucky, TFATWS Bucky and Bucky x reader. (Find my Biker Bucky list here and my AU Bucky list here)

Last Updated (I always add new recs on here every so often): 2nd march 2022

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𖤣@msmarvelwrites

in you i find solace 18+

It wasn't his lips you were kissing, of this he was sure. But in your need, you fit. Jagged with scar, but belonging all the same. endgame bucky x reader

for old times' sake 18+

“Years you had craved to hear your name spoken from his lips. Countless nights, forcing yourself to remember how it fell from his tongue,” Tfatws bucky x reader

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here goes

you’ve been pining for Bucky Barnes for eight years. three years ago, you left the Compound. so, what happens when you get invited to an Avengers charity event at the Tower? avenger bucky x reader

heavy bruising

a court-mandated therapy session brings you and bucky back together after months of not speaking, bringing up memories of the mission that fucked everything up in the first place. Tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣@mareli-carter

earned my wings teaching guys like you

After a mission leaves Bucky in the med bay, the team pushes you away and lets you know exactly what they think of you. Bucky isn’t pleased. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @mvtthewmurdvck

can we kiss forever

he wants you, he just doesn't want to admit it. bucky barnes x fem! reader

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𖤣@mallowswriting

safe keeping

you and bucky barnes keep getting assigned together on missions, despite bruce and nat’s concerns that you won’t be able to handle yourself against him if something goes wrong with the former winter soldier. but will you be able to show everyone else - and, most importantly, bucky - that you are not breakable, and can decide for yourself who you trust to have your back. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @nexusnyx

wake up, jack! 18+

The costume his baby chooses for Stark Foundation Halloween Party is the last thing Bucky expected to ever see her in, and at the same time, as soon as he sees her he thinks—of course. How would she be anything else? Now all that's left is for Bucky to discover how will he survive an hour before he can escape and take her with him. That attire demands a response at its own level. TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

nothings gonna hurt you baby

The days go by slower whenever he's around. You've noticed already how grounding Bucky can be—everything in his presence brings you back to earth, and it's unlike anything before. Your head lived in the clouds for most of your life. Somehow, Bucky bumped into you almost a year ago and now, even the darkest time of the year couldn't bring you down. bucky x reader

to the moon and back | part 2

Out of all the outcomes for his life, Bucky never expected this. In his mind, being a partner, a friend, and a father was never an option. Too much trauma on the table, not enough mind on his shoulders for such a thing. When you crash into his life after one of his missions, he never expects you to be the person to give it all to him, but he should've known something big was coming the second you silenced all the voices in his head just by simply being there. Tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @ohtobeleah

fernie 18+

After a heart to heart with Sam in Louisiana, Bucky feels the need to help a ‘friend’ out after finally tracking her down, having disappearing right after Steve handed Sam the shield. Tfatws bucky x enhanced reader

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𖤣@ourhouseofchaos

midnight aid

Bucky pays you an unexpected visit in the middle of the night after a mission goes wrong and he’s badly hurt. Not the best bonding session given the fact that you both hate each other but your cat Alpine manages to lift the mood. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @peachstyles

submission 18+

Bucky comes home from a long mission and reader learns of a new side of him. tfatws!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

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𖤣 @pellucid-constellations / masterlist

the shot heard around the tower

You just want to know if Bucky has feelings for you. Bucky just wants you to be okay. avenger bucky x reader

i can save you this time

It’s the 4th of July and you’ve never been more sick. Turns out you aren’t the only one in the compound that stayed home from the celebration. avenger bucky x reader

the things we carry with us

You were injured on a mission and didn’t tell anyone, leaving your already rocky relationship with Bucky crumbling. Was it really hate he harbored for you, or was it something else? avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @picturetoburnnn

lubirea mea

enemies to lovers, idiots to lovers, all of this applies. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @revengingbarnes

dog tags

Bucky isn’t sure he’s ready to fall in love. But one grand gesture might change the way he thinks. Bucky Barnes x reader

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𖤣 @real-jane

nostalgia for the new - masterlist

bucky meets you because of your exquisite taste in music, and he finds in you a solace he didn't realize was possible. you create for bucky something he's never found before: nostalgia for a time that hasn't happened yet, and hope for a future where he might be loved. bucky barnes x female!reader shield agent

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𖤣 @starrysebastians

always tired but never of you

the five times you’re tired but never of bucky. avenger bucky x reader

painkillers and something more

lingering glances and subtle touches are fine, but all it takes is a little injury to turn whatever this is into something more. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @soldatsass

a few too many 18+

A night out at the bar with some friends on the Avengers team unravels as past feelings flood you when you see Bucky walk in with another woman. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @sinner-as-saint

questions 18+

While on a mission, you’re stuck in an area of a building with your fellow Avenger, Bucky Barnes with whom you may or may not have a love/hate relationship. And while waiting for someone to come rescue you, you both find quite an interesting way to keep yourselves occupied. avenger bucky x reader

we cant stop, we're enemies 18+

After the events of the last battle against Thanos, you teamed up with Sam and Bucky to carry on your superhero duties. You got along with Sam just fine, he was a really good friend to you. Bucky however, was not. From constant banters, to unnecessary hand-to-hand combat, to purposely getting each other in trouble during risky missions, to being the main cause of Sam’s migraines; it was safe to say that you and Bucky considered yourselves to be each other’s nemesis. Although that soon changes when, courtesy of your silly banters, a certain mission goes slightly wrong - one which involves strong chemicals which, unbeknownst to you, were designed to mess with the brain and hormones, thus encouraging the need to breed and procreate amongst all those who inhale it. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @spilledkauffie

still having nightmares

bucky's nightmares are forever following him into the depths of sleep. bucky x reader

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𖤣 @shurisneakers

reform

in which he has a breakdown. bucky x reader

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𖤣 @starsvck / masterlist

among the layers 18+

bucky barnes attempts to live in a new future, he’s trying, he really is, but he’s got a secret, a pretty little secret with the sweetest of smiles and gentle of touches. tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @scrumptious-delusion

murder on the dancefloor

you're ecstatic to learn that your latest mission involves a 70s themed party. your partner however, is not. bucky barnes x agent!female reader

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𖤣 @sagechanoafterdark / masterlist

codename lazarus - masterlist 18+

Things are complicated between you and James Barnes. For you, life doesn’t mean much when you never stay dead for very long. But it might just be an ex-soviet assassin that convinces you to start living again. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @spiderbitchspiderbitch

to be a god or hero - masterlist

after being alive for a hundred and twenty some odd years, you think you’d have learned to be immune to the smile of any handsome, leather-clad man with pretty eyes ............ but Bucky Barnes isn’t just anyone, and neither are you. in fact, the two of you might have a lot more in common than you think. tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @seventven / masterlist

girl scout cookies

bucky goes to the captain america exhibition at the smithsonian in an attempt to find out more about his past. a girl scout recognises and blackmails him. bucky one shot

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𖤣 @starshipsofstarlord / masterlist

madripoor muse 18+

Bucky harbours feelings for you, but despite Sam’s inflatable encouragement, refuses to inform you of them. However, seeing you pretend to be Zemo’s girlfriend whilst on a mission, more so when the criminal knows what strings he is pulling at, happens to infuriate him inevitably. tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @syntheticavenger

hurricane 18+

Bucky Barnes is a storm of his own. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @vacant--body

fresh start

bucky tries to surprise you by bringing home supplies to cut his hair, but he's a terrible lair, and terrible at hiding things. tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @writing-for-marvel

liability

Bucky takes you under his wing when you become the outcast of the new special forces team working with the Avengers. avenger bucky x Agent!Reader

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𖤣 @writingsbychlo

new dress 18+

bucky is a big fan of your new dress, and even more so of the way it fits you, he just has to make sure you see that too. bucky x reader

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𖤣 @whirlybirbs

buzz cut szn

bucky trusts you with an important thing. tfatws bucky x reader

vacant mirrors masterlist

shit’s been rough. shit was rough even before the blip. dr. hart shares an office with dr. raynor, and you share with waiting room with bucky barnes. tfatws bucky x reader

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𖤣 @wkemeup (i could add all of her fics. they are all top tier)

the other side of the door

Bucky would do anything to keep you safe. Even if it meant sacrificing himself. Even if it took him to the bottom of the ocean. avenger bucky x reader

in shades of purple

While on a mission, you uncover footage of the Winter Soldier Project, exposing just how much torture Bucky had endured. avenger bucky x reader

behind the storm

On a mission, you're hit with a spell that takes away your ability to see. Bucky does what he can to make you feel safe. avenger bucky x reader

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𖤣 @writingcroissant

just friends masterlist 18+

A friends with benefits story - It started as an arrangement between you and Bucky - a wildly questionable arrangement between friends - and it resulted in a confrontation with someone from your thoroughly buried past and therefore a long overdue mission to kill. avenger bucky x reader

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#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes #winter solider x reader #bucky x y/n

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Draguta's October 2021 Fic Recs

Lol I know I’m late ~ October has been ROUGH ngl! These are just a few of my favourites that I read this October! Please note that just because they are included on this list, does not mean that they were posted in October 2021 ~ I'm just very behind and trying to play catch up!

🌹 Smut (18+, Minors DNI)

🌺 Personal Favourite

ONE SHOTS

Unfortunately Yours 🌹 | @weepingvoidpenguin |

When you and Bucky successfully infiltrate a HYDRA auction, you're told to stay another day due to max capacity on the jet. But how are you going to survive a night alone with this insufferable Super Soldier? Especially considering the miniscule size of the room and the obvious dilemma presented; who gets the bed? | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

Fuck You (Derogatory) 🌹🌺 | @bucksfucks |

A ruined mission turns to you & Bucky fucking it out. | TFATWS!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

A Little Help 🌹 | @captainsimagines |

Bucky’s been having difficulties in a certain...department. He’s at a loss, completely ready to give up until he starts theorizing. If you have the ability to heal people, maybe you can help him out. Maybe you’ll be able to fix him. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

Play Pretend 🌹 | @wkemeup

| Part I | Part II |

When Bucky is injected with a substance that leaves him desperate for release, you offer your help. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

Nobody Does It Like You Do 🌹 | @ambrosiase

The hot dad next door finds your onlyfans.. oops? | Divorced Dilf!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Stranded 🌹 | @bucksfucks |

When your car breaks down on the side of the road and your dad can’t come rescue you, he sends the next best thing. |DBF!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Accidental Pictures 🌹 | @alisonsfics |

you’ve always had a crush on your dad’s best friend, but it’s always been easy to hide. that is, until you accidentally send him pictures meant for someone else | DBF!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Almost Caught 🌹 | @loveaffaire |

| DBF!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

SERIES

Your Filthy Heart 🌹 | @sweeterthanthis |

Since the moment Bucky Barnes entered your life, you knew you wouldn’t be able to resist him. The fact that he was marrying your mother was just a minor block in the road. As you embark on a raunchy affair with your new stepfather, you realise there’s a lot more to Bucky Barnes than first meets the eye. | Stepdad!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

These Ties That Bind Us 🌺 | @sweetascanbee |

When you’re sixteen years old, you get a soul mark with the letters ‘JBB’ emblazoned on your left wrist. The only problem is, soulmate pairings have basically gone extinct, and the man you’ve been paired with has been dead for seven decades. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

A Taste For Older Men 🌹🌺 | @seventven |

Y/N is moving back in with her parents after breaking up with her college boyfriend. Due to an emergency at work, Y/N’s dad is unable to pick her up and sends his friend Bucky in his stead. To Bucky’s surprise, Y/N is no longer the innocent girl he remembers from years back. | DBF!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Coming In Hot 🌹🌺 | @nexusnyx |

When your best friend Sarah recommends you a mechanic of her brother’s trust, all you can think about and pray to is that he doesn’t rip you off. Your car is your prized possession and amidst all the worry and concern of your medical studies, drowning in even more debt sounds as suffocating as it would be. Of course, you never thought of the possibility of the mechanic being the problem. A hot, polite, gentle, and silent-type of problem. Drowning in debt would be easier to navigate than the blue of Bucky Barnes’s eyes. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

Stark Hub 🌹 | @world-of-aus |

A collection of one shots set in an AU world where the boys are porn stars working for Stark Entertainment. | PornStar!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Delicate Edges 🌺 | @wkemeup |

Your family’s beloved flower shop was not the only thing you inherited when your parents passed. Trapped under a mountain of debt to the Hydra club, you bear the cost of your father’s desperate bargain. It’s only in moments when the charming Bucky Barnes walks into your shop that you can forget the cruelty of the biker clubs of this town. But a war is brewing. The border is crumbling. You’re trapped in the middle. And Bucky will stop at nothing to keep you safe. | Biker!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

Pride and Privacy 🌹 | @adrinktostopyourthirst |

Bucky works on himself as he gets used to a roommate. Turns out, she has a much better room than him and he crossed the line. | Bucky Barnes x Nurse!Reader |

Astrophile | @all1e23 |

Orion Rebecca Barnes’s favorite thing in the whole world (besides her daddy of course) is spending hours after school in the bookstore by her house and the owner GIVES her any book she wants; she’s the coolest girl Orion has ever met. It doesn’t take long for Bucky to notice his daughter’s sudden interest in constellations and the large stack of astrology related books piling up in her room. He’s spent her entire life trying to teach her about the stars and where her name came from with little interest from his little comet and all of a sudden she’s in love. All thanks to the girl who owns the bookstore? | Firefighter!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

The Match 🌹🌺 | @babyboibucky |

You come across your boss' Tinder profile. | CEO!Bucky x Fem!Reader |

As It Was, Baby | @nexusnyx |

Living right across from James Barnes was certainly an experience, but a much different one than most people expect. A neighbor who is respectful, funny and brings you food every now and then is any girl’s dream. Too bad you’re only his neighbor and nothing else. Or, at least, that’s what you thought. One stormy night changes everything and discovering that you mean more to the Sargent that you expected has life-altering consequences. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

Call Me When You Want 🌹 | @bonky-n-steeb |

When you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. But your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. However, you are unaware that they are actually the same person. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader |

The Two Of Us 🌺 | @bucky-bucket-barnes |

You and Bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in Westview, New Jersey. While attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into Wanda’s world of pretend. Now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married Mr. and Mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. It is up to you and Bucky to piece together what’s happening while dealing with one another inside the hex. | Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader |

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #fic recs #dragutarecs #October recs

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 3 years

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It’s that time again my dudes! I actually thought I’d not read as much in July but boy was I wrong! As always please make sure you check the warnings for each individual fic before reading. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ and the majority of these fics contain adult themes.

Make sure you give these incredible writer’s some love and reblogs because they deserve the damn world! Hope you enjoy these as much as I did 💖💖

✨ @jobean12-blog

*Boys in bed with books

The staring contest (Bucky x reader)

✨ @syntheticavenger

*Anonymous (Andy Barber x female reader)

*Time to run (Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

Deception (Soft Dark! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

✨ @mypoisonedvine

Seven against one (dark!Howling Commandos x reader)

✨ @gogolucky13

*Southpaw (boxer!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Tainted love (70spornstar!Bucky Barnes x 70spornstar!Reader)

Don't fear the reaper (WS!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

✨ @navybrat817

Destroy (Bucky Barnes x female reader)

*Howling commandos tattoo au (Bucky Barnes x female reader x Steve Rogers)

✨ @tuiccim

*Positions and pleasures (Steve Rogers x Reader)

*A scarred enigma (Bucky Barnes x OC Lexa Green)

✨ @bucksfucks

Dead of night (bucky barnes/winter soldier x f!reader)

Mr brightside (ex’s!dad!bucky x f!reader)

Forbidden fruit (dad’sbestfriend!bucky x f!reader)

Left gasping for air (bucky barnes x f!reader)

*The bodyguard (bodyguard!bucky x stark!reader (adopted))

*Fake boyfriend real orgasms (roommate!bucky x f!reader)

✨ @lex-the-flex

Catnip (Bucky Barnes x reader)

✨ @jurassicbarnes

*What a night (Bucky Barnes x Reader (TFATWS))

✨ @wkemeup

Suburbia (bucky x reader)

✨ @nastybuckybarnes

*Madness (Dark!Steve X Reader)

✨ @bemine-bucky

Insomnia / daydream (Reader x Bucky Barnes)

Who's your daddy (Destroyer!Chris x Reader)

✨ @extremelyblackandwhite

*Innocence (bodyguard!bucky barnes x innocent actress!reader)

✨ @cockslut-padalecki

When daddy's not around (DadsBestFriend!Bucky x F!Reader)

✨ @metalbuckaroo

Diner (Biker!Bucky x F!Reader)

To the edge (Stripper!Bucky x Innocent!Reader)

✨ @buckyhoney

The bar rules (bartender!bucky x reader)

✨ @sweetlyscared

Zero-sum game (Dark!SilverFox Andy Barber x Fem!Reader)

✨ @the-iceni-bitch

Fight so dirty (Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader)

Tied up and twisted (soft!dark CEO!Steve Rogers x fem!reader)

✨ @geminixevans

His cherry (Andy Barber x Black Reader)

✨ @drabblewithfrannybarnes

Jealous boy (Jake Jensen x female reader)

✨ @dreamlessinparis

Lessons in temptation (Andy Barber x Fem!Reader x Ari Levinson)

✨ @stargazingfangirl18

Misconceptions (Ransom Drysdale x female!reader)

*Necessary arrangements

Just desserts (Steve Rogers x female!reader)

✨ @msmarvelwrites

Sleeping with ghosts (Bucky x assassin!reader)

✨ @buckys-darling

Soft skin, soft eyes (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @buckyjamess

*Girl with the lion (detective!bucky barnes x female!reader)

✨ @starbuckie

In two years (college!bestfriend’sbrother!bucky barnes x reader)

✨ @imanuglywombat

Comme Trois Lapins Qui Baisent (AU Steve Rogers x Reader x Peggy Carter)

✨ @chouettedubois

If I only had a heart (Bucky x f!Reader)

✨ @lokithealligator

*Born in flames (Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

✨ @marvelswh0re

All in good time (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)

✨ @sweetflowerdreams

*The lunch club (Andy Barber x Reader)

✨ @certainaesthetic

*Back and forth (roommate!steve x woc!reader)

✨ @ritesofreverie

Nobody does it like you do (divorced dilf!bucky x fem!reader)

✨ @angrythingstarlight

Come here and show me (Beefy lumberjack Steve x reader)

✨ @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog

Need you tonight (Andy Barber x Reader x Chris (Destroyer))

✨ @firefly-in-darkness

All yours (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @holdontorogers

*Will you teach me (Steve Rogers x agent!reader)

✨ @boxofbonesfic

Judge & jury (Serial Killer!Steve x Reader)

✨@labella420

Unexpected showers (Business CEO!Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

✨ @marvelmaree

Mistakes (Bodyguard!Sam Wilson x Black F!Reader)

✨ @whiskey-cokenfanfic

Something different (Steve Rogers x Reader x Thor)

✨ @sinner-as-saint

Yes daddy (Sambucky x Reader)

✨ @buckybarneschokeme

If you could see what I see (Soft!Bucky x Reader)

✨ @mysecretlittlelibrary

Teaching and old dog new tricks (Steve Rogers x Reader)

✨ @starlightrogers

The first time (Bucky Barnes x reader)

✨ @river-soul

Shelter (Soft Dark!Curtis Everett x Reader)

✨ @holacia2

Goodbye kisses (Ransom Drysdale x reader)

✨ @sagechanoafterdark

Toys in the attic (Bucky x reader)

✨ @thefallenbibliophilequote

Forever (Bucky x Reader)

#fic rec #July fic recs #Bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #curtis everett #Curtis Everett x reader #Steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #sam wilson #sam wilson x reader #Andy barber #Andy Barber x reader #destroyer!chris #destroyer!chris x reader #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen

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yelena-bellova · 3 years

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Safe Haven: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader - Chapter Eight

chapter seven - Chapter Eight: Bloodshed - chapter nine

Series Masterlist

Plot: After murdering one of the Flag Smashers in broad daylight, Sam, Bucky and Y/n confront John Walker.

Warnings: violence, blood, talk of death, injuries, hospitals, minor panic attack, ANGST GALORE, one teeny tiny little bit of fluff so ya’ll don’t completely hate me, Bucky’s a flirt and a concerned (almost) boyfriend, Y/n is still a badass, heartbreak, did I mention angst, more angst, and some more angst, k bye...

Word Count: 8k

A/N: THIS CHAPTER was the hardest one to write, I seriously struggled with this and drafted it so many times. I love writing angst but this shit actually hurt to write. I read up on blunt trauma injuries but I’m not a doctor so this definitely isn’t 100% accurate. I’m also super unoriginal with my titles but this one holds two meanings. Hope you enjoy it!!

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Anger. Disgust. Horror. Fear.

All emotions that were coursing through me as Bucky, Sam and followed Walker’s signal via Sharon’s satellite. One thing I noticed about the dynamic between the three of us was that we didn’t always need to communicate verbally. With a single shared look, we had made the unanimous decision that we needed to do what had crossed all our minds at some point.

Sharon’s satellite had led us to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city that we approached with caution. Once we were outside the door, Sam turned and held up a hand to me. “You’re staying out here,” he said.

“That’s not happening,” I replied firmly. “No, he’s right,” Bucky nodded, “We don’t know what Walker’s capable of right now-“ “We know exactly what he’s capable of right now,” I interrupted, shoving Sam’s hand down to his side, “And I’m not about to watch you two walk in there and sit out here wondering if the same thing’s going to happen, because you wouldn’t if it were me.” I had successfully tied their hands, both flesh and metal, behind their backs. They both turned back around, sandwiching me between them as we took the first step through the door and into a very uncertain situation.

We entered to see Walker, kneeled on the ground and bracing his head against the bloodied shield. He stood up, slipping the now deadly weapon onto his wrist and began walking towards us. “Walker…” Sam started. “You guys should see a medic, you don’t look so good,” he said as he passed us by, heading for the exit. “Stop, Walker,” Sam stepped forward, Bucky and I following.

Walker turned around, breathless in his anger. “What? You saw what happened, you know what I had to do. I killed him because I had to!” his voice rose with each word, his face turning more and more with rage, “He killed Lemar!” “He didn’t kill Lemar, John,” Bucky stated, “Don’t go down that road. Believe me, it doesn’t end well.” “I’m not like you,” John said lowly.

“Listen, it was the heat of the battle. Okay?” Sam’s voice was calm, contrasting Walker’s energy, “If you explain what happened, they may consider your record.” “Nobody else needs to get hurt in this, Walker,” I spoke up, the first non-sarcastic and non-confrontational thing I had said to the man.

“John…” Sam paused, gauging what the reaction to what he was about to say may be, “You gotta give me the shield, man.” Walker’s head raised up slowly, the look in his eyes was unsettling as they danced between Sam, Bucky and I. “Oh, so that’s what this is. You almost got me.” “You made a mistake,” Sam shrugged.

He gave us a small sneer, “You don’t wanna do this.” A tense silence fell upon us, a preface to the inevitable moment about to take place. Sharon’s voice rang in my ear, how far was I willing to go? Would it be worth it if I lost my life or worse, lost Sam or Bucky? Without needing to think about my answer, I was resolved in my decision that this fight was too important to all three of us not to push forward. “Yeah, we do,” Bucky replied, speaking for us.

And thus, it began.

We shot forward towards Walker at the same time, Bucky landing a couple punches on him while Walker kicked Sam backwards. I focused on sending energy blasts that he easily dodged with the shield, even with Bucky’s attacks coinciding. Bucky got a hand on the shield finally and tried to wrench it from Walker, who elbowed him causing him to wobble a little. Walker swung his arm and landed a perfect punch against Bucky’s cheek, sending Bucky to the ground and giving Walker the opportunity to stand above him and raise the shield threateningly. I quickly built a force field around Bucky as Sam came forward and kicked Walker, turning his attention away from Bucky and I. Sam released his wings to hit the shield, Walker’s arm flying back before coming back forward to try and hit Sam. Bucky leapt forward and banged his metal fist against the shield to no avail. I let the blue energy flow from my fingertips and towards to shield, trying to pull it from his grasp. Walker spun the shield around trying to hit all three of us, Sam and I dodging it while Bucky wasn’t as fortunate. Once he knocked Sam over, it was just him and I. He lunged at me with the shield and I quickly formed an idea, I didn’t need Vibranium to have an equal shield.

I created a force field with my hands about the size of Walker’s weapon, charged forward to meet him and my energy based shield made contact with his metal one. I shoved and threw him off balance, he quickly caught his footing and looked up at me in shock. Once he had gotten over his initial surprise, what followed was pure rage. In my efforts to take the shield from him, I’d taken the power it brought without actually confiscating the weapon. He growled and lunged at me again, meeting the same end result except he bounced back faster and continued his rapid attack. After a dozen unsuccessful hits, he kicked my leg out from under me and I landed on my back against the concrete. He stood over me and raised his shield, but was tackled to the side by Bucky before he could bring it down on me. Bucky landed punch after punch against the shield, Walker got in a few hits as well until they were pushing on either side of the shield towards one another, glowering. Walker ducked as Bucky was about to hit him, his metal fist instead hitting and taking out a beam. Sam was behind me on his feet only to have Walker kick him in the face, I threw my hands out and paused his fall, returning him to a standing position. I turned at just the right moment to see Walker fling the shield at Bucky with a yell, sending Bucky clutching the metal and slamming into a piece of machinery. Angrily, my eyes located a smaller piece of equipment and telepathically lifted it into the air, flicking my fingertips towards Walker and making it hit him in the head. He groaned as it made contact before doing the same as Bucky charged at him and hit him in the back with the shield. With his focus back on Bucky, Walker stalked towards him and gripped the shield, shoving him back against the same piece of machinery. “Why are you making me do this?” Walker growled in Bucky’s face before raising to a complete yell, “Why are you making me do this?” To accent his words, he swung the shield around as Bucky was still attached and sent him flying across the room, landing against a piece of electrical equipment. He fell to the ground with a pained grunt, his eyes shut and electricity causing his Vibranium arm to cease up.

“Bucky!” I cried before taking off across the room to him, fearing the worst. I dropped to my knees and attempted to roll him onto his back, my hands cradling both his cheeks. “Bucky, Bucky, I need you to wake up. C’mon, wake up,” I said, leaning closer to his face in hopes that he’d hear me better. I could see his stomach rising up and falling down rapidly, but he showed no signs of waking. “Bucky, we need you. Please don’t do this to me, wake up,” my voice quivered, tears starting to water my eyes as he stayed unresponsive. The grunts and groans echoing through the room finally registered with me, I looked over my shoulder to see Sam and Walker engaged in heavy combat. I quickly looked back to Bucky in hopes he would awaken on the spot, when that didn’t happen I brushed my thumbs across his cheekbones, touched my forehead to his and prayed for the best.

I rose to see Sam flying around the room with his grappling hook attached to the shield and dragging Walker across the floor. He caught his footing and stood horizontally against a machine. I raised my hands to aid Sam and energetically pulled him in his direction. It wasn’t enough as both Sam and Walker lost their grip, both face planting on the cold ground. The shield rattled as it hit the floor, the three of us watching from where we stood before bolting towards it. Just as Sam was closing in on it, Walker tackled him to the floor. Sam extended his wings and did a loop in the air, trying to shake the iron-like grip Walker had on him to no avail. I took the chance to grab to shield, groaning at the weight of it as I picked it up. Walker had mounted Sam by now and without knowing what I was doing, I clumsily flung the shield at Walker but didn’t actually injure him. What I did succeed at doing was making him even madder than he already was. Still atop Sam, he twisted to land a punch to my gut that left me clutching the area. He didn’t stop in his attack and pulled me down by my throat, squeezing tight while still keeping a hand on Sam to prevent him from interfering. I gasped and gagged, trying to find any shred of air to take in just before Walker threw me away from them, my body sliding across the ground. I wheezed as I sucked in a breath and cradled my stomach, the pain in both my throat and abdomen screaming for relief. From my spot, I couldn’t hear what Walker was snarling to Sam but I could see what he was trying to do. His hands had a vice like grip on each of Sam’s wings, it didn’t take more than a loud cry and a good pull for the two pieces of Stark tech to be ripped from the EXO-7 pack. Sam writhed beneath him, desperately trying to free himself as Walker raised his shield in the air.

It was then, at the sight of my brother about to be murdered in cold blood, not at the hands of a police officer or a Madripoorian bounty hunter, but a deranged Super Soldier that something inside me snapped.

I found the strength the rise to my knees, I could feel the energy that surged through my body rise to a level I’d never felt before. I stuck out my hands and with a yell, I fired two steady streams of blue energy straight at the shield to keep it from coming down on Sam’s throat. Walker was thrown off, his position on top of Sam losing stability as he tried to deflect my attack. I screamed as I rose to my feet, the rage I felt with Walker coming to its crescendo. He could take the shield, the mantle of Captain America, but he wasn’t going to take my brother from me.

I adjusted my stance as it was taking everything I had in me not to fall over, I was trying to keep my balance and ignore the pain that was demanding my attention. Just as I started to question if I had enough strength the keep this newfound power going, a now conscious Bucky jumped in from the side and tackled Walker. I let the energy die in my hands as I stumbled towards Sam, making sure he was alright.

“Get to Bucky,” he gritted out.

Wasting no time, I turned around and made a beeline for Bucky, who was getting pummeled by Walker. He rammed Bucky’s head into the shield before sitting atop him, crazed and ready to drive the shield into his neck. “No!” I screamed, coming behind Bucky’s head and expelling streams of energy from my palms that hit the shield and once again prevented Walker from going any further. I was losing strength fast, unlike them I wasn’t a super soldier and Walker’s blows had left me in some of the worst pain I’d ever known. Sam sprung into action beside me and punched Walker in the side of his head before twisting his arm and pulling it back. He turned on his thrustesr and pushed, Bucky was freed from Walker’s grip and kneeled in front of him, their faces inches apart. I came to stand on the other side of Sam and used my energy to pull, aiding us in our efforts to rid the man of the power he was so determined not to lose. The four of us were piled together, each crying out of pain or yelling out of anger, fighting for a symbol that was supposed to bring us together.

A sickening crack sounded off as Walker’s arm snapped, sending Sam tumbling with the shield in his hands and me landing on my back. I cried as my head smacked against the concrete and found myself unable to rise, my ears ringing and my mind spinning. I felt two arms wrap around my torso and raise me up, refusing to let go even when I was steady on my feet. I didn’t need to open my eyes to knock that it was Bucky, his hot and heavy breaths against my ear and his scent invading my nose. My eyes fluttered open and though I wanted nothing more than to let sleep take me over in his arms, I pulled out of them as Walker stood to his feet again. “It’s mine,” he said. From behind me, I could hear Sam panting. “It’s over, John.” “It’s mine,” Walker growled as he stepped forward with his fist raised to Bucky. Exhaustedly, I shot a large blast at him that left him stumbling to catch his footing. His unhinged eyes sought me out and came charging towards me, I sent another blast but my weariness was beginning to sink its teeth into me and the blast wasn’t as strong as it should have been. He caught himself much quicker and swung again only this time, I wasn’t fast enough in my attack and he successfully grabbed me by the throat and raised me in the air. I kicked and clawed at his hand, desperately trying to free myself from the grip that was slowly tightening and causing my throat to constrict further. I couldn’t find any hole that would allow any air to fill my lungs, all I could do was continue pathetically trying to pull his fingers off me as I looked at his manic expression.

“You’ll never be a hero,” he snarled at me.

My eyes blurred with tears, not from his insult, but from the fact that I knew I was inching closer towards death. It was then that I made out Bucky’s body hurling itself towards Walker, tackling both of us to the ground. I felt Walker’s grip loosen ever so slightly just when Sam’s arms wrapped around me and pulled me backwards, freeing me. I wheezed and took a strained breath in, the cool air flooding my lungs blissfully. Sam laid me down carefully on the ground, a safe distance away from them as Bucky began using Walker as a punching bag. The wannabe Captain America may have been unhinged, but Bucky wasn’t far behind him as he kept up his unrelenting attack. With my ability to breathe returned to me, a fraction of my strength returned but not enough to rise and join the fight. As Bucky hoisted Walker into the air and Sam charged towards them with the shield, I raised a shaky hand and sent a blast of energy at Walker that hit just as his body made contact with the shield. The three of them fell to the ground with a collective groan, once I saw through my half shut eyes that both Bucky and Sam were still breathing, I allowed my head to loll to the side and closed my lids. I felt the warm blood on the back of my head, the drying drops on each of my cheeks, and the ghost of Walker’s handprint around my throat. The pain was starting to overtake me, whether leading me to death or unconsciousness, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was Sam and Bucky were safe and if that was true, then I could slip into whatever state was coming for me at ease.

Just on the outskirts of falling asleep, I heard a heavy set of footsteps coming towards me. “Y/n, Y/n, c’mon, stay with me. Stay with me, honey, come on,” Bucky’s voice flooded my ringing ears, his fingertips gently cradling my bruising neck. “Get her to the hospital,” Sam strained from nearby.

The last thing I remember was being lifted into Bucky’s arms, the cool Latvian air hitting my skin as we made it out of the warehouse and his warm lips pressing themselves against my forehead.

——

Beep. Beep. Beep.

My eyes drowsily opened, the lids feeling as heavy as lead. I had to blink several times just to make sense of the blur of white surrounding me. Eventually I gained enough clarity to see it was a hospital room and I was laying in a bed, a cannula looped over my ears and drying my nose up with ice cold oxygen. I had stickers on my chest with wires coming off them and snaking into the beeping machine, monitoring my steady heartbeat.

“You got,” a voice to the side of me said quietly, “So lucky.” I tilted my head carefully against the pillow to see Sam, still in his suit, seated at my bedside looking more relieved than I’d ever seen him. I laid my palm out for him to grasp, squeezing with what little strength I had left.

“Are you alright?” I asked, not recognizing my own voice with how hoarse it was.

Sam scoffed, I could see he had a few stitches on his face accompanying a couple bruises. “I’m fine. You however’ve got three bruised ribs, a bruised stomach, a concussion and your face is all stitched up.” I made a noise of acknowledgement before looking on the other side of the room, someone was missing. “Where’s Bucky?” “Getting stitched up, we’ve been here about two hours but he wasn’t leaving until the doctor assured us you were gonna be fine,” Sam answered, rubbing my frigid hand between his warm ones.

I cleared my throat, trying to regain my voice. “What about Walker?” “Don’t know,” he replied, “My priority was making sure you were alive.”

My head was spinning, both literally and metaphorically as I thought back to the last sight I’d caught of Walker, laid out on the ground after being used as a human hammer. Walker and I were never going to be friends, he’d even tried to kill me, but I hoped that we hadn’t left him for dead in that warehouse.

“Doc says they’re gonna keep you here tonight for observation but if you do alright,” Sam explained, “They can release you tomorrow.” I gave a small nod, my head pounding with the movement causing me to shut my eyes again. “Get some sleep, you’re not missin’ anything. I’ll be here when you-“ I was already gone.

——

The next day, I woke up feeling as well as one could for someone who had gotten their ass kicked by a Super Soldier. The hospital agreed to release me with the instructions that I rest and took my painkillers. Both Sam and Bucky spent the night in chairs, I learned, the two men refusing to leave my side and clinging to the doctor’s every word when they discharged me.

If Bucky and I hadn’t been skirting a line before, we definitely were now. His eyes were trained solely on me at all times, he guided me out of the hospital with a protective hand on my back. As I’d been cleaning myself up before discharge, changing into the clothes that Sam had brought me that morning once he knew I was alright to be left alone, I thought back to the last thing I remembered before passing out. Bucky’s gentle kiss was imprinted on my forehead, he was the only clear thing in the chaos of that moment where I didn’t know if I’d live or die. What wasn’t clear was whether or not we would ever speak about these stolen moments we were sharing and the intimacy that had come so naturally to us. Maybe after this was all over, before Sam and I returned to Louisiana and Bucky to Brooklyn, we could talk. But until then, we had bigger fish to fry…

The three of us stood in our respective corners of one of the resettlement camps which the police had come and swept clean of all life, trying to determine our next move. Bucky and Sam seemingly weren’t speaking unless absolutely necessary, I knew that Bucky still held it against Sam that he’d given up the shield. The fight with Walker would have only amplified those feelings, we’d had to go to such great lengths to correct Sam’s “mistake” and Bucky’s cold stare reflected that. I sat to the side trying to ignore the pain that radiated in my chest each time I inhaled, my bruised ribs forcing me to take shallower breaths.

“The GRC is conducting raids to try and find Karli,” Sam stated to the room, “But so far they’ve only found her followers. They’ve searched this camp and just like the last camp, nothing. She’s gone, we’ll never find her.” “You don’t know that,” I said hopefully from my seat, “She’s popped up before, she’ll pop up again. She can’t help but make a show of all this.”

“Hey,” Torres announced his entrance, looking to Bucky, “You got your sleeve back.” I chuckled quietly at the memory of the first day we’d worked together, instantly regretting it at the pain in my abdomen. Bucky, however, didn’t find Torres as amusing as I did and made for the exit of the room, brooding as usual.

“Are you off to take care of Zemo?” Sam asked mockingly.

Bucky shot him a glare from the doorway before looking at me once more, making sure I was alright. Without a word, he walked out of the room. “Alright, good to know you survived!” Torres called.

It was clear that Bucky was indeed going to catch Zemo, possibly kill him even. If that were the case, I needed to get one piece of information from the Baron before he met whatever fate the Super Soldier was going to deal him.

I rose from my seat with a groan, walking over to Sam, “I need to go with him.” “What?” he furrowed his brows and looked me up and down, “Are those painkillers making you high?” “Zemo said something very…Zemo-ish, when you were talking to Karli,” I explained, placing hand on his arm, “He was fascinated by my last name, he said it sounded familiar.” “Why would your last name sound familiar to Zemo?” he echoed the question in my mind.

“It shouldn’t. He escaped before I could get a chance to ask him about it, I need to go with Bucky and talk to him before he slips again.”

Sam sighed heavily, weighing the scenarios in his head. He couldn’t stop me from going and I wasn’t asking permission. I’d promised to follow his lead throughout this, but this regarded my family and not even my own brother could get in the way of the concerns I had. “Alright, call and let me know where you two end up.” I pecked his cheek quickly and took off power walking since I couldn’t run due to my injuries. There weren’t many exits available to us since the police had marked a lot of the building off limits, I followed the way we’d come in and spotted Bucky making his way out to the street. “Bucky!” I yelled as I hurried towards him, he turned at the sound of my voice. “What’re you doing?” he asked, gripping each of my arms gently in his hands, “You shouldn’t be moving this much.” “I’m coming with you,” I said, ignoring his concern for my wellbeing. “What?” I took a second to catch the breath, my stamina hadn’t been great before the fight but now I was practically leveled by simple tasks. Bucky waited patiently and guided the two of us to a bench to sit. “Yesterday when Sam was talking to Karli, Zemo made a point of telling me that my last name sounded familiar. He wouldn’t go into any further detail and obviously the wheels came off of that whole situation, but I need to find out what he meant by that.” “Are you sure he’s not just messing with you?” he asked, trying to keep me away from the situation at all costs.

“He very well may be, but he may not be. But I won’t be able to sleep if I let you do whatever you’re going to do to him without finding out the truth.”

Bucky copied Sam’s sigh almost to the exact pitch, his worry for me taking center stage. But as it had been with my brother, I wasn’t asking for permission. “Alright, come on,” he said defeatedly, standing up and helping to pull me up, “We gotta find a ride.” “You think you have an idea of where he is?” I asked as we started off down the sidewalk. “I know where he is,” Bucky answered confidently, his hand returning to its familiar spot on my back as we crossed the street.

——

While I didn’t agree with Bucky’s methods of getting us transportation, hot-wiring an old European made car, we were successfully on our way to Sokovia.

The car itself was rusty and on the slower side, there weren’t even seat belts but it would do the job of getting us there. Bucky had informed me we were driving straight through the night, he’d also turned down my offering to take a shift at the wheel stating that all I needed to focus on was resting. We’d been driving for a few hours now in comfortable silence, me watching the scenery out the window and sneaking a long glance at Bucky every once in a while.

“So what are you planning on doing when we get there?” I finally asked, “I don’t like the guy but I don’t necessarily want to kill him.” “I’m not gonna kill him,” Bucky quickly shut down the idea, “I’m gonna do what I should’ve done, turn him over to the Wakandans.” I hummed in acknowledgment, thinking of a question that I wanted to ask but didn’t want to make Bucky uncomfortable. In the end, curiosity got the better of me. “Can I ask you something?” “Hmm?”

“You know I don’t condone it,” I said firmly, “But Zemo ruined your life, what is it that’s stopping you from killing him?” Bucky squeezed the steering wheel a little tighter, his glove creating a sound as it stretched across his hand. I held my breath as I awaited his answer, praying that he didn’t go silent on me. Instead, he reached into his pocket with his free hand and fished out his book with the list of names he needed to make amends with, waving it a little. “He didn’t ruin my life, he certainly didn’t make it any better, but he didn’t ruin it.” “What if he tries to kill you? He seems to have a vendetta against all Super Soldiers, even the good ones.” “You think I’m one of the good ones, huh?” Bucky briefly took his eyes off the road to look over at me, his eyebrow quickly rising and one corner of his lips turning upwards.

My smile grew, though I still tried to control it. “Don’t let it go to your head, Barnes.”

Bucky turned his attention back to the road, his smug grin still showcased on his face. I was utterly convinced with the rays from the sunset shining through the car windows hitting him perfectly, his features bathed in gold, that there was no way he could be more beautiful. This was the most at ease I had seen him since I’d met him which was strange considering the circumstances.

“So how is it all going down?” I asked, watching him slip the pocketbook back in his jeans “I already made a call, the Dora’s gonna meet us there,” he answered plainly, though I could see the guilt that was threatening to peek through at betraying the people who had gone to such great lengths for him. I moved to adjust myself in my seat, sending a shooting pain through my abdomen. I hissed at the sensation, my hand flying to cover the area. “What? What is it?” Bucky’s mood had shifted from calm to panicked in seconds. “They said that might happen,” I said, my voice slightly strained from the pain, “I’m fine.” Bucky’s head rotated between watching me and the road, I knew that it was only because we were too far away from Latvia that he wasn’t turning the car around and taking me back to Sam. “Hey,” I said softly, reaching for his nearest arm to give it a reassuring squeeze, “I’m fine.” He sighed, both stress and relief seeping out of the sound and telling me it wasn’t time yet to remove my hand. A few breaths were taken before he decided to finally speak, “You gave me a heart attack yesterday, when you passed out I thought you…”

His sentence trailed off leaving me to fill in the gaps of what he thought had happened to me. I was just as terrified when it was him who laid unconscious in my arms. “You scared me too, I was practically slapping you silly trying to get you to wake up.” “I know, I heard you.”

“You heard me?” “I couldn’t move, felt like I couldn’t even open my eyes,” Bucky said, pausing for a second as he relived the moment, “You sounded like you were underwater, but I knew you were there. I could feel you.” The air had shifted from light to tense and now to the great something that Bucky and I always seemed to be enveloped by. And this, this small admittance of recognizing one’s presence in the middle of battle was the most we’d ever acknowledged it. Something about Bucky’s voice when he’d said he could feel me, my hands pressed and stroking against his cheeks, that led me to believe he wasn’t just stating a fact. It didn’t break or quiver, he didn’t stutter or stumble on his words, but I could hear in his serious tone that there were emotions he was holding back. The phantom of that dark moment was clear and present in the car, pushing the two of us together while the spirit of hesitation was wedged between us.

I embodied both as my hand slipped from Bucky’s arm and I gathered the courage to speak. “I heard you too, just before Sam told you to bring me to the hospital.” There was a pregnant pause as Bucky absorbed the news, “You remember anything after that?” I knew, he knew, we both knew what he was asking. He wanted to know if I remembered the kiss, the last thing I’d felt before giving into my body’s trauma. The way his lips had brushed my forehead so softly as if he was afraid to break me any more, yet somehow I’d felt every bit of his concern and care. It had crossed a line that we’d come so close to crossing in that alley, him caging me in and me pressing his hand to my chest. Had I not lost consciousness, I’d have pressed my hand against the back of his head, threaded my fingers through his hair and redirected those lips down to meet mine. Did I remember? “Yes.” Bucky glanced over at me, carefully scanning my face for any signs of discomfort with his decision. When he found none, one side of his lips pulled up in the now familiar smirk. “Good.”

I found myself biting down on my bottom lip to keep from breaking into a grin, forcing my mouth into submission. If in another lifetime I had ever met 1940’s Bucky Barnes, I had a feeling he was like this but all the time. Flirty, bold and a smash hit with the women. And here he was, eighty years later, charming me so well that I had forgotten momentarily that we were on our way to essentially arrest one of the world’s most dangerous men. Such was the hold he had on me…

“Get some sleep,” he said like nothing had transpired, the audacity of him…”It’s gonna be a while till we get to Sokovia.” “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Mr. Barnes,” I said playfully.

“Oh, now I’m Mr. Barnes?” he shot back with a single laugh. “That’s how you’re supposed to address your elders.” “Ha ha ha,” he unenthusiastically shot back, the smile on his face contradicting his words.

I moved to settle into my side of the bench seat but stopped myself before I could truly get comfortable. If Bucky could be bold, then I could be too. Careful to not awaken the pain in my abdomen or chest, I slid across the long seat until I was pressed against the Super Soldier. I placed my head against his arm, effectively making him my pillow and letting myself be swept away to sleep, comforted by the warmth he provided and how his tense body relaxed at my touch.

There was a chance for us.

——

Bucky parked our car in the Sokovian woodland, saying we needed to walk to rest of the way as not to alert Zemo to our being there a second before he should be made aware. He hadn’t been wrong, there stood the Baron in front of the memorial to his once whole country. As we silently approached, Bucky pulled the gun he had out of his coat pocket, holding it at his side instead of in the air. We had an agreement, he’d get his closure with Zemo and then I would get my answers.

“I thought you’d be here sooner,” Zemo said, acknowledging our presences, “And I figured you would be with him. Don’t worry,” he spared Bucky a glance, “I’ve decided I’m not going to kill you.”

“Imagine my relief,” Bucky sarcastically retorted, clicking the gun as a period to his sentence.

Zemo pivoted and slowly walked towards us, “The girl has been radicalized beyond salvation. I warned Sam, but he didn’t listen to me. He’s as stubborn as Steve Rogers before him. But you…They literally programmed you to kill. James, do what needs to be done. Karli has people everywhere, and there’s only one way to make sure she cannot continue her mission.” “I appreciate the advice,” Bucky replied, “But we’re gonna do it our own way.”

Zemo chuckled softly, “Yeah, I was afraid you would say that.”

Bucky stayed silent, the only sound between the three of us was the sound of the pistol’s safety being turned off. I paid close attention to how Zemo’s eyes followed the noise and how they expectantly waited as Bucky cocked the weapon and aimed at Zemo’s face. He nodded, giving Bucky permission to prove that his killer instinct was still there. The Baron wanted sweet death to take him and reunite him with the family he’d lost years ago. Perhaps I would want the same thing if I had lost everyone, but not everybody deserved an ending so sweet.

Bucky pulled the trigger, the chamber revealing its secret that it was indeed empty.

Zemo flinched at the shot that never fired, his face painted with shock that Bucky hadn’t committed the deed we all assumed he’d want to. Once the victim, the small smirk of victory across his lips proved that Bucky was actually the winner in Zemo’s plot to bring down Super Soldiers. Not just because he had escaped with his life, but because he had healed his wound. With each bullet that clanked to the ground, released from his metal hand, the power his grudges against Zemo had held over him disappeared.

The Dora Milaje appeared then, marching in from behind Zemo to come and escort him to his fate of their choosing. “Ladies…” he greeted them before turning back to Bucky, “I took the liberty of crossing off my name in your book. I hold no grudges for what you thought you had to do. Goodbye, James.”

“We’re not done yet,” I stepped forward from behind Bucky, “You still owe me an answer. You said my name was familiar, why is that?” Zemo’s lips parted only to close once more, eventually nodding and taking a breath. “Very well, I suppose everybody deserves to know their roots. What did your father tell you he did?” My father? What could he have possibly known about him? How could he ever have been on his radar? “He was a soldier, US Army, he came home to Louisiana and became a contractor,” I answered, not letting on to my confusion. “Sadly, what he told you was a lie,” Zemo stated, “When I heard your last name, I could not place where I had heard it before. It wasn’t until I brought it up to you that I had figured out you were his daughter. Your father was in service of a kind, but not to your country’s government. Not at least in the way you think.”

Fear was starting to creep in, its inky black tentacles starting to take swipes at me threatening to drag me down. I did my best to keep my expression steeled, “How dare you say my father was a liar...He bled and fought for my country, he dedicated himself to the service.” Zemo paused, he didn’t seem like he was taking any enjoyment in having this conversation with me. “Y/n, your father was a part of HYDRA.”

I could no longer keep my emotions off my face as my jaw went slack and my brows scrunched together. “No, you’re lying,” I shook my head, trying to deny what he had no reason to make up. “His name was listed in the files that Black Widow released to the public years ago. When I was deciphering the files and I found his name, I quickly learned that he dropped his last name in favor of his middle once he left their service. Perhaps he was afraid they would find him or your family,” Zemo further explained, “When I came looking for him and discovered he had killed himself long ago, I let you and your family be. I had no interest in tearing the three of you apart, only your father.”

“W-why were you trying to find him? How could he have possibly been of use to y-“ my sentence stopped cold in its tracks. There had only been one reason Zemo was interested in HYDRA, why he had scoured file after file and become obsessed with the organization. And as I connected the dots, I quickly tried to scramble them again.

“Your father,” Zemo stopped once again, knowing his words would have a lasting impact on me, “Was one of the Winter Soldier’s handlers. One of the men in charge of containing, controlling and torturing the man standing next to you.”

In my life, I had known a little too much pain. There were three moments that stuck out as the worst in my life. The first was as a child when the police knocked on our door, telling us that my father had been found dead. The second was when Steve informed me that Sam was dead. This was the third and it struck me like a dagger in both my heart and back. My father had posthumously wounded me and betrayed me.

“I am sorry,” Zemo said, his thick accent dragging me out of my pain for only a second, “I don’t take any joy in telling you this.” It wouldn’t have mattered to me how he felt, my entire life was crashing down around me and I was struggling just to find the strength to draw another breath. My father had painted himself a veteran, he’d allowed me and my family to believe him to be a hero, when all along he had been working for the enemy. And the worst part of it all was that he hadn’t hurt just anybody…He had hurt Bucky.

There was nothing left to say, through my teary eyes I watched the red and silver blurs that were the Dora Milaje lead Zemo away. After the shock came the panic, leaving me to stumble away from Bucky to brace myself against the memorial statue. My breathing started to quicken as I conjured up images of my father, young and ambitious, hooking Bucky up to machines. Torturing him. Breaking him. He may not have been one of the masterminds behind the creation of the Winter Soldier, but he had played one of the worst parts. He had beaten Bucky down day in and day out, stripping him of his humanity and everything that made him the man I had fallen for. Now, however many years later, here I stood, the offspring of someone capable of such evil.

A familiar hand gently gripped my elbow, “Y/n…”

“No,” I trembled, violently ripping my arm out of Bucky’s grasp, “No, don’t.” “Y/n, you didn’t do anything,” Bucky hurriedly assured me, reaching out for one of my hands, “You didn’t know-“ Guilt had taken full hold of me and I couldn’t stand to watch Bucky, the person who suffered most at the hands of my father, try to tell me that any part of this was acceptable. “Bucky, get away from me,” I took several steps backwards, holding a warning hand out, “You can’t.” “Don’t do this,” he urged, disregarding my order and walking closer toward me, “You’re innocent in all this.” “Stop,” I yelled through my tears, throwing up a force field to separate the two of us. Bucky looked heartbrokenly at the barrier, placing his metal hand over it and pleading with his eyes to drop it. “Don’t say it’s okay, don’t say that I’m innocent. H-he hurt you and I’m…I’m him.” Before Bucky could argue the point that I had no role in my father’s sins, I dropped the force field and redirected the energy to my palms. I shot into the air and flew off in the same direction we’d come, desperate to take myself as far away from Bucky as I could. I wouldn’t have hurt him even if my life had depended on it, but the guilt I felt for what my father had done to him was overwhelming. The whole time I had known him I’d been trying to help him through his trauma, so desperate to be of any service to him to save him from being swallowed by his demons. I had made my father the example, the cautionary tale, when all along he had been the villain. And I, in some way, felt responsible for all of it.

With Zemo’s one sentence, he’d taken a match to everything. The man my father had made himself out to be, my family’s belief in him, my belief in myself and the chance that Bucky and I could find happiness with one another. I wasn’t sure which one hurt the most to lose, all I knew was that my little experiment was over. A child of HYDRA trying to be a hero was nothing more than smoke and mirrors.

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Three plane rides and one rental car later, I was turning my key in the door of my house, the only luggage with me was my newly attained emotional baggage.

It was past AJ and Cass’ bedtime, a thought that occurred to me as the front door creaked to announce my arrival. Had it been a normal night, Sarah and I might have watched a movie with them, indulging in ice cream sundaes before sending them to bed. We’d have retired soon after, a long day of catching and selling awaiting us at the crack of dawn.

How far away it all seemed now, this life that a week ago had been the only life I’d known...

I found myself frozen in the entryway, knowing once I took the first step in that I could no longer go back to who I’d been the past few days. The energy that I’d used to protect and shield those I cared about in battle would stay trapped forever in my veins. The drive I had to help people would have to be utilized in different ways, but never again on such a grand scale as saving the world. I was to go back to being exactly who I was before I’d gotten to notion in my head that I could play some bigger role in the world.

I took steady strides down my hall, each step taking me further and further away from the person I foolishly thought I could be. Walker had been right, I wasn’t a hero.

I made my way into the living room, the sight of Sam dozing on our couch surprising me. The fact that he was here let me know that either he’d given up on Karli or there was simply nothing left to do. Knowing my brother, who never gave up on anyone or anything, it was the latter. I patted his knee just hard enough to alert him of my presence, he stirred and blearily opened his eyes, blinking a few times before focusing on me. “Hey.” “Did you bring back Sarah and the boys?” I asked, tossing my keys on a nearby end table.

“Safe and sound,” he answered, some of the tension in my body dissipating. I settled down next to him in the corner of the couch, the two of us leaning on one another physically and metaphorically. Since the beginning, it had always been Sam and I against the world. Now the world had gone against us and here we were, both fighting to keep our eyes open after being dealt a good many blows.

“You went to see him, didn’t you?” I broke up the silence we were resting in, with our backs pressed to one another, I couldn’t see his face, “Isaiah.” “Yeah,” Sam mumbled, his head falling back against mine. I’d known since we’d left the man’s house that my brother wasn’t done with him, there were too many questions to be asked. “You guys catch Zemo?”

“Mmhmm,” I replied, knowing the inevitable question was coming but still praying it didn’t, “The Wakandans came for him.” “So where’s Bucky?” Sam asked tiredly.

With my last look at James Buchanan Barnes, I had seen heartache etched into every line of his face. The pain I had caused him when I’d barred him from coming any closer to me had birthed equal hurt within me. The last thing I had ever wanted to do was hurt Bucky, and I knew that between my father’s past and my disappearance from his life, I had done just that. But in my heart, I knew that eventually he would resent me for what my family had done to him. And the day when he stopped gazing at me with the softness in those piercing blue eyes I adored so much was a day I couldn’t bear to experience. The connection we had would eventually fade, he’d continue avenging and I would live quietly in my corner of the south. I was letting him go to protect him, to prevent him from having to relive every trauma every day each time he looked at me. It was my final way of helping him.

“He’s safe,” I answered, mumbling the words as my eyes watered and my voice threatened to crack.

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A/N: ........So........How we feeling? (Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in this angst fest of a series!)

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midnightbabylon · 3 years

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Part Of Me

summary: Bucky betrays you in the worst way possible. But is this the end of your story?

A/N: I got a little inspired by “Freak” from Little mix and I was in the mood for a cheating Bucky hehe. This is based between Endgame and TFATWS.

pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

word count: 1199

warnings: mentioning of cheating and insecurities

“Once I Catch You In One Lie, It Makes Me Question Everything You Said.”

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“You never saw the red signs Y/N.” Wanda placed a hand on top of yours. You looked at the two women in front of you. “That’s not true.”You whispered close to tears.

The first one was his new hair cut. You loved his long hair. You played with the curls every night in bed. Love is not about the look, you knew that. With that short hair he was nearly looking like a god. Short hair or long hair you didn’t care. He is still the same person. The second one was his new cologne. He shook it off. “I was just walking down the street and saw a new advertisement. It looked interesting. I got inside and bought it because it smells good. Don’t you like it?” You sighed “I like it, I was just wondering.” The bad feeling in your stomach grew as he had to work later and later. The food you cooked fresh for him every day got cold. Every night. He missed freshly cooked food and you wanted to do him something good. You tried to call him. He didn’t pick up the phone. „I tried to call you. Several times Bucky.“ He was standing in the hallway of your shared apartment. “You know I don’t get along well with this technique. My battery must be empty.” He shruckled his shoulders. You were never the person who would spy on his partner, but that changed the day you found lipstick on his shirt. You’re not wearing lipstick. He liked you just the way you are. Natural without lots of make-up. Red lipstick. Couldn’t have been more conspicuous. Tears fell down your face while doing the laundry but after that you carried on like it was just a normal day.

On date nights he was more absent lately, even distant. Normally you two would lay together on the couch, chatting, laughing and having a beautiful night. Now he’s sitting on the other end of the couch, not even making eye contact with you. You decided to test one last theory. Maybe you just got paranoid. Who knows? „Hey Buck.“ He gave you a small glance. “Can we cuddle a bit? You don’t have to. I guess you are not into that physical touching lately.” Your voice was almost inaudible. Before he could answer his phone rang. “Steve and the rest of the boys want to go into a bar. I’ll be back by midnight.” He stood up and gave you a kiss on the head. That was another thing. He didn’t even kiss you lately. The last time you had sex was almost 2 months ago. When you heard the door fall into the lock, you went into the bedroom. You took a new pair of pajamas and took a hot bath. Before you relaxed your muscles, you stood naked in front of the mirror. You touched a few of your body parts. You felt a short pain in your boobs as you stretched them a bit. Have you put on weight? Is that why he didn’t want to touch you? Have you been this unattractive lately? You weren’t a super soldier or any kind of superhero. You were just a normal human being who worked for Tony Stark. That’s how you even met Bucky. Your were vulnerable in every way possible.

You sat in the warm water for almost an hour to relax. When you were about to get out, the bathroom suddenly turned. You were holding on to the sink. “God.” Quickly, you washed cold water on your face and slip into your pajamas. Before you went to bed with a book, you fetched a glass of water. It was almost midnight. Once in bed, you pulled out your phone. You thought back and forth, but you still sent Sam a message.

Hope you and the boys have fun. Don’t let Bucky drink too much. Xo

Sam didn’t waist time. He immediately texted back.

What do you mean Y/N?

You pulled your eyebrows together.

Bucky said Steve and the boys wanted to go into a Bar. Aren’t you with them?

All of the avengers are all in the compound Y/N. We are not going out. It’s movie night.

You pressed your lips together. This must be a joke. This must be a fucking joke. Tears burned in your eyes and your throat became dry. It was a dream that Bucky moved in with you instead of living at the Avengers Compound. That dream just burst right in front of your eyes. The thoughts kept you awake. You heard how Bucky sneaked into the apartment at almost 3 in the morning. As he was walking into the bedroom you turned the light on. He nearly got a heart attack. “Jesus Y/N. You scared the hell out of me. Why are you awake.” Y/N. He didn’t even say your pet name. “How was the Night out with the boys?” You smiled lightly. “Good. I am exhausted now. I really need that sleep.” He groaned. You just made an undefined sound. “Sounds weird when I know all the Avengers haven’t left the building.“ He froze in his motion. Got him.“Please don’t tell me it’s another women Buck.” Your voice trembled with anger and disappointment. You couldn’t even look at him. “Y/N I-“ “No!” You laughed tears filling your eyes. “That was the answer I needed to hear. Pack your stuff.” These three words were the last words you said to him.

“Y/N!” A snap took you out of your daydream. Confused, you shook your head. Wanda and Nat stared at you worried. The three of you were sitting in your now almost empty apartment. After Bucky had packed all his stuff, it didn’t feel like home anymore. “What did you want to tell us?” You swallowed the lump down your throat. With shaky fingers, you pulled the positive pregnancy test out of your sweater. “This.” You couldn’t breath. This is all too much for you. “I was overdue. I didn’t realize because I was so heartbroken after he left. I was crying in my bed for days and I-.” You couldn’t speak any longer because sobs left your mouth. The 2 girls pulled you in a tight hug. “We are here. You are not alone.” You had to smile a little bit, because those two women were real friends. You were thankful they were here and you really didn’t feel so alone anymore. You wanted to involve Pepper too, but she can’t keep a secret. “I don’t know what to do. He was always the best part of me. I could be myself around him and now he just betrayed me like that. I couldn’t even talk to him. What am I supposed to do? Text him like hey I know you cheated but I am pregnant. That would be a good joke.” It was a miracle that Nat and Wanda could even understand you. „Shhh Y/N. Calm down. We‘ll find a way. You should get some rest.“ The girls kept whispering sweet and calming nothings till you drifted to sleep.

If anyone wants to get tagged in the upcoming imagines of Piece Of Your Heart or new imagines that I have in my mind just let me know.

And I would write a Part 2 if you want 🤗

#bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes #the avengers #bucky barnes x reader #sad bucky

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022

Just like in 2019, 2020 & 2021 I am going to post a kinky, fluffy or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st 2022.

All upcoming stories got added now.

Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until release date.). The release date may change.

All stories contain smut, gore or horror elements. Please head the individual warnings for this event!!!

FANTASY/SMUT/FLUFF

October 1st: Irresistible Scent

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Kink: Marking kink

October 2nd: Revenge served cold

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Kink: Cuckolding

October 3rd: Like Hell

Pairing: Alpha!Soldier Boy x Omega!Reader

Kink: A/B/O

A/N: requested

October 4th: Dance for me

Pairing: Demon!Dean x Stripper!Reader

Kink: Cock warming

October 5th: Forbidden Lust

Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Homewrecker kink

October 6th: Mr. Orgasm (1) - Wrong Turn (Mr. Orgasm)

Pairing: Cultleader!Jensen Ackles x Author!Reader

Kink: Sex Cult

October 7th: Molded to perfection

Pairing: Steve Rogers x SextoyDesigner!Reader

Kink: big dick fetish

October 8th: Always daddy’s good girl sequel to Daddy’s good girl & Still daddy’s good girl

Pairing: John Winchester x fem!Reader

Kink: Daddy kink

October 9th: Best costume ever sequel to Is that a costume? & Where is your costume

Pairing: Wolverine x fem!Reader

Kink: Ripped clothes fetish

October 10th: Her concubines

Pairing: Dean x Fairy Queen!Reader x Sam

Kink: Feather play

October 11th: His favorite

Pairing: Alpha!Negan x Chubby(Omega)!Reader

Kink: Public sex

October 12th: Too much

Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Kink: Cunnilingus + overstimulation + facesitting and a hint of beard burn

A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1

October 13th: Bearded Beast

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Kink: Beard fetish 😈

October 14th: Asgardian Possession

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Kink: possessive behavior/possession

A/N: idea by anon

October 15th: Her big bear

Pairing: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader

Kink: Size kink

October 16th: Got milk?

Pairing: TFatWs!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!Reader

Kink: lactation kink

A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1

October 17th: Perfect ending sequel to New Discoveries & Greenest Green

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x fem!Reader

Kink: Roleplay

October 18th: Put it there

Pairing: Stucky x fem!Reader

Kink: Strap-ons

October 19th: Tight places - sequel to Cramped

Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader

Kink: Claustrophilia

October 20th: Dad Jokes

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Kink: Dirty Talk

October 21th: Enemy Mine

Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Exhibitionism (implied)

October 22nd: The strongest

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Kink: Strength kink

October 23rd: Mustache Monster

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader

Kink: Gunplay

October 24th: You, me, and your hands tonight

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Kink: Quorofilia / Hand Fetish

October 25th: Normal, not boring

Pairing: Endgame!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x TfatWs!Bucky Barnes

Kink: Breeding kink

A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1 & anon (Bucky)

October 26th: The gigolo

Pairing: Escort!Tony Stark x fem!Reader

Kink: Paid sex

October 27th: Scavenger hunt

Pairing: Winchesters x fem!Reader (Dean, Sam, John, not Wincest)

Kink: unuasual sex toys & foursome

A/N: idea by @moosekateer13

October 28th: Weather Goddess

Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!Reader (X-Men)

Kink: Hyperspermia & Cum fetish

October 29th: Take my breath away

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: daydreams

October 30th: Praise me like you should

Pairing: Sam Wilson x fem!Reader

Kink: Praise kink & dirty talk

A/N: idea by anon

Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR

October 31st: His prey

Pairing: Nomad!SteveRogers x Innocent!Reader

Kink: stalking

A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1

October 31st: Carved

Pairing: Demon!Dean x fem!Reader; Sam x Girlfriend!Reader

Kink: Knife play

Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events

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Tell Me I’m A Wreck

Request: No

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Fandom: Marvel

Warnings: angst??, Bucky being a dick, toxic relationship, sort of an AU

Word Count: 1,356

A/N: Hello everyone! I decided to try something new! I was listening to this song after watching the new TFATWS episode, so I wrote this as a result!! I hope you guys enjoy this, once again, it's something new that I decided to try. Feedback is very much appreciated!! Also, hurray for first Bucky fic, even though it's sort of depressing haha!

Summary: Bucky looks back on your relationship together and realizes his mistakes. Tell Me I’m A Wreck by Every Avenue

PART TWO, PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE, PART SIX, PART SEVEN

(gif not mine!)

I could have been easier on you

I could have been all you held onto

I know I wasn't fair

I tried my best to care about you

Bucky didn't know how to explain it. How everything had crumbled so, so quickly after three years together. Now, after multiple months away from you, he knew how badly he messed up. He recognized how it was his fault. He shouldn't have pushed you away, but the amount of love he held for you terrified him. He got lost within his mind, terrified that he would hurt you. He pushed you away relentlessly, day after day, shoving you farther and farther from him in hopes he'd save you from himself.

He tried to show his love, he tried opening up, but it'd been too late. Too much damage had already happened after two years of him consistently pushing you away. He knew he'd screwed everything up, and the chance of you and him living a long happy life was scarce to none. He tried to take care of you, ensure you were safe and happy. But how could you be happy with the way Bucky refused to allow you in while claiming he loved you?

I know I could have been a better man

But I always had to have the upper hand

I'm struggling to see the better side of me

Bucky sighed in frustration, a scream of anger leaving his mouth as he threw his beer bottle at the wall. It shattered everywhere, as he growled. He should've been better for you. Countless times he should have just stopped. Should've let you win the argument, should've let you take care of him, should've let you in.

Bucky saw himself as a monster.

He was a real monster. No, no longer was the Winter Soldier the monster. He, James Buchanan Barnes, was the monster. He hurt you so many times. How the hell could you have stayed with him for three years, three years of him pushing you away. How could you have told him repeatedly he was just trying to protect himself, that he was good, pure. Bucky truly couldn't see this good side you'd always talked about.

But I can't take all your jabs and taunts

You're pointing out my every fault

And you wonder why I walked away

But you got fed up. Anybody would get fed up when their boyfriend of three years was pushing you away as far as refusing to let you kiss him.

"You're ridiculous!" You yelped one day, your teary eyes filled with rage as you watched Bucky's back tense, "Stop pushing me away! I get that you've experienced traumatic things. We all have Buck, but don't suffer in silence!"

"I'm not," He grumbled, turning to face you.

"You are!" You snapped, "You're self-centered, you think you're protecting others by pushing them away, but you're just hurting more people! I get your pain Bucky, I get that you feel unworthy of love, and you feel you're a wreck, but damn it let me show you otherwise!"

"I'm not the wreck," Bucky snarled, "You are."

When you tell me I'm a wreck

You say that I'm a mess

How could you expect anything less?

You latched onto me

Then cried I strung you along

"She's just such a mess," Bucky grumbled to Steve directly as the group all sat around in Stark tower, "I mean she's been dragging me along for three years now as if she doesn't see she's not stable enough for a relationship."

"Weren't you the one that asked her out?" Wanda jumped into the conversation, defending you, "If you're unhappy, leave her. She's done nothing but support you."

"That's beside the point," Bucky rolled his eyes, taking another swig of his beer. He was desperate to hide his pain at the fact that you'd already left, "She's a complete wreck. She never does anything besides cling to me. She's not the girl I got with. All she does is criticize me about how I'm not good enough for her and blah, blah, blah."

But Steve saw right through his best friend's façade. Steve was overly aware of the way Bucky's grip tightened on the beer bottle, and his heart sped up. He knew Bucky was trying to project all the horrible things he'd done to you as if he was only defending himself. And Steve knew that sooner or later, Bucky was going to become the man he should've been for you, only it was too late now.

I told you when you asked

I knew this wouldn't last

At least I could be honest about that

And now you're telling everyone

How I only did you wrong

I guess you never knew me at all

You stared at Bucky with tear-stained cheeks, your packed bags at your feet, as the man across the room from you was frantically trying to fix things. You shook your head as a sob left his lips while he bolted towards you, desperate to keep you in his life, never expecting you to leave him.

"Please, (y/n)... doll... please. This is gonna work. Just give me time. I'll go to therapy. I'll fix this. This can work again."

"James," You whimpered, pulling your hands out of his, "This was never gonna last."

It was only days later that Bucky was at the small party at Stark Tower, criticizing and talking about you in a way that had the other members wondering if Bucky had ever actually met you.

Remember on my 21st birthday

You took me where we went on our first date

We stayed 'til closing time, after 4 glasses of wine

You started with a pointless argument

You said that I forgot to compliment

The dress you wore that night

That I've seen a thousand times

You smiled at Bucky softly, admiring the way his long hair framed his face. You'd suggested a few times that he should cut it, that maybe it'd help him feel farther away from the Winter Soldier and more like himself. He refused, and you couldn't say you were upset. You loved his long hair.

You sipped on your wine before speaking up, "Thank you for this, Bucky."

"Mmhm," He hmphed, downing his entire glass of wine, "Sure thing."

Your lips tugged down at his lack of attentiveness. It frustrated you. He was always this way now. Never fully there with you. Your eyes drifted down, and you remembered you were wearing the dark blue dress Bucky had got you for your birthday a few years back.

"Don't you like my dress, Buck? You haven't said anything."

"Here we go," Bucky groaned.

"What?" You snapped, "I was just asking if you noticed the dress--"

"Yea, of course, I did. I've seen it a thousand times. It's the one Steve you for Christmas."

You frowned deeply, your lips pressed together tightly as your eyes darted around the room, desperately trying to fight off tears. You wanted to tell Bucky that it was the dress he got you, for your birthday, but you took this as a signal of him having a bad day and let it slide.

But I think we just want different things

I want space, you want a diamond ring

Whatever made you think we were meant to be?

Bucky gripped his hair tightly, looking down at the small velvet-covered case that sat on your bed. He'd been so sure during your relationship that he wanted space. That he wanted you far away from him so he could ensure that you were safe. But now that you were gone, that you had been gone for multiple months, he wished he would've given you the one thing you had wanted.

He remembered all those nights you'd talk to him about the future. Asking him what kind of house he'd like, who his groomsmen would be if you ever got married. He knew you wanted to marry him, and truthfully, Bucky wanted to marry you too, but he needed space from you. He wished now, more than ever, that he would've manned up and proposed to you, because just maybe that could've fixed things.

But Bucky knew better, he knew that a perfect woman like you deserved more than a monster like him. He groaned in frustration, wondering what had made you believe that you and he could work out.

Still I see you standing there

Waiting 'round for me to fall

Girl you must be crazy

Still believing you and me belong

I guess you never knew me at all

You were gone. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into a year. You'd disappeared from Bucky's life, though he knew you were still in New York, as he often overheard Wanda talking about the time you two would spend together.

He waited patiently, figuring you would cave in. He figured his beloved doll would come back to him, that she'd always come back to him. Because for the first time since you'd gotten together, Bucky wanted to let you in. He wanted to make this relationship work. But it was too late.

It was too late when he saw you at one of Stark's much larger parties, standing happily with Wanda and Pietro. Your head was tossed back in laughter as you stood between the twins, who were laughing along with you.

Bucky was too late. And he realized at that moment, seeing you glowing in a way you should've been doing next to him. He must have been crazy forever believing that the two of you could work.

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ja-barakrispy · 3 years

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I Only Wanna Talk To You

Summary: It's been 6 months since The Blip, and life isn't anywhere close to going back to normal. Y/N Stark is still coming to terms with the loss of her dad, as well as adjusting to life since everyone who vanished returned back to Earth.

A mission with Bucky will make Y/N discover so many new things about herself and the woman that she has become.

Pairing: Fem reader X Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Language, mentions of death/ grief/ loss, very brief mention of implying dating a minor.

A/N: Sooo, I had previously started a fic that was based around TFATWS, but I've decided to scrap that idea and make up something completely new! This is very loosely based around TFATWS still, but it's mostly just MCU inspired.

I'm not used to writing fanfics, so I'm sorry if this is absolutely whack🥺 I'm mostly writing this for myself and my own enjoyment, but if other people like it too, then that's a bonus!

This prologue is basically just outlining a bit of backstory for Y/N, I'll get into the actual story more from Part One!

Prologue

You tossed and turned, but you just couldn't get comfortable. Your bed, the one place you should be able to find the most comfort, had felt like it was made of needles for months now.

You sighed heavily and stared at the ceiling. How could you be so exhausted, but not be able to sleep?

Rolling over onto your side, you picked up your phone from the nightstand, the bright screen making you wince slightly.

It was 2am.

You rolled onto your back again and let out a sigh.

Closing your eyes, you gave into fighting away your thoughts and let your mind flood; if you weren't going to sleep, you might as well let your brain run wild.

It was six months ago that your dad sacrificed himself to bring back the other half of humanity that had been snapped away at the hands of Thanos - quite literally.

You missed your dad immensely. Yes, he wasn't perfect (far from it), and he hadn't always been around when you were little, but you were so, incredibly proud of him.

Along the way you'd also lost Natasha; she'd been a role model and mentor to you over the last seven years. When she offered her life in exchange for the soul stone, your respect for her sky-rocketed - but that didn't make losing her any easier.

Most recently you'd suffered the passing of Steve. In some ways he had been like an uncle to you. When your dad introduced you to the team, Steve accepted you into the Avengers like you'd been around for years. And despite the very obvious disagreements with your dad, he never stopped showing how much he supported you. How much he believed in you. You were just pleased he was content in his last few months.

You hadn't blipped.

Mostly, you were grateful - you'd gotten to spend more time with your dad in those five years (all thanks to Carole Danvers locating him and Nebula on the Benatar ship), and you got to see your little sister, Morgan, flourish into the sweet young girl she is now.

However with that, had come a sacrifice of your own; before the blip, you and Peter were inseparable. You loved him with every ounce of your being, and he felt the same about you. But once it became apparent that everyone who had returned hadn't aged, there was no way you could continue to be a romantic couple. You were now 21, an adult - Peter was still technically 16. And as much as you still loved him, you knew it was wrong.

You felt trapped, alone.

You'd tried speaking to a therapist, but that didn't help at all, mostly because you were so unwilling to open up. How you felt was almost hard to explain - emotionally, you were completely numb and yet in absolute agony all at one.

The only person who could get you to emote nowadays was Morgan, and that was mostly because you didn't want her to see you so sad.

Your thoughts turned to those of your younger sister, and all the things you wanted to do with her: you wanted to take her to Disney World, fly around the Grand Canyon, go to the top of the Eiffel Tower - all the things that dad never got the chance to.

You rolled over onto your side and pulled a spare pillow close to your chest, cuddling it tightly.

Pushing your thoughts back out of your mind, you concentrated on your breathing, and slowly fell into a deep, calm sleep.

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holylulusworld · 8 months

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The Slumber Party presents Bingo masterlist

What’s to come: (Please consider most of the stories are not available yet.)

All stories are written for for Navy and Roo’s slumber party presents bingo @the-slumberparty

Square 1: ??? (??? x reader): Bodyguard

Square 2: ??? (??? x ???): Only one bed

Square 3: ??? (??? x ???): Meet cute

Square 4: Wrong number (Mobster!Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader): Wrong number

Square 5: ??? (??? x ???): Crush

Square 6: Still too much sequel to Too much (Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader): Overstimulation

Square 7: ??? (??? x ???): Lingerie

Square 8: ??? (??? x ???): Bridesmaid

Square 9: ??? (??? x ???): Biker

Square 10: ??? (??? x ???): Snowed in

Square 11: ??? (??? x ???): Bookstore

Square 12: Brother’s keeper (1) (Royal!Tony Stark x Princess!Reader): Arranged marriage

Square 13: Ruined (TFATW!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader): Writer's choice: Angst

Square 14: ??? (??? x ???): Dad's best friend

Square 15: ??? (??? x ???): College

Square 16: ??? (??? x ???): Accidental Pregnancy

Square 17: ??? (??? x ???): Lost and found

Square 18: ??? (??? x ???): Time travel

Square 19: Date interruptus (Dean Winchester x Reader): Tinder date

Square 20: ??? (Nomad!Steve Rogers x ???): On the run

Square 21: ??? (??? x ???): Scavenger hunt

Square 22: ??? (??? x ???): Bondage

Square 23: ??? (??? x ???): Airplane sex

Square 24: ??? (??? x ???): Face sitting

Square 25: ??? (??? x ???): Spanking

Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events

#The Slumber Party presents Bingo masterlist #slumber party #multifandom #steve rogers #bucky barnes #tony stark

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holylulusworld · 1 year

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Lulu’s Multi-Fandom X-Mas Bingo

🎄🎄🎄 I couldn’t find any Christmas Bingo this year, so I decided to create my own. 🎄🎄🎄

If you want to use the card too, feel free to use it for any fandom.

Here’s a Winter Bingo for anyone who doesn’t celebrate Christmas:

Multi-Fandom Winter Bingo

You can also tag my main blog @holylulusworld and use the tag #LulusXMASBingo2022 if you want me to reblog your stories of any fandom.

If not, just have fun with the card.

Please respect my bounderies. I do not read: incest, Wincest, non-con, underaged smut, toilet stuff, water sports, fisting, extreme BDSM, torture, age play, pet play.

🎄🎄🎄 Divider by @dawn-petrichor-world 🎄🎄🎄

Please be aware none of the stories are available yet.

Square 1: TBA (??? x Reader): Merry Christmas

Square 2: Her secret Santa (Tony Stark x Reader): Secret Santa

Square 3: A Christmas dream (Ackles’ characters x fem!Reader): Naughty Christmas

Square 4: Christmas on the run (Nomad!Steve Rogers x Reader): Snowed in

Square 5: Cabin of love (2) - A short ride (Alpha!Dean Winchester x Reader): Winter

Square 6: Our first Christmas (TfatW!Sam Wilson x Reader): Love

Square 7: Thief for Christmas (Dean Winchester/Young Dean x Reader): Christmas Tree

Square 8: Still a grumpy Santa sequel to Grumpy Santa (Steve Rogers x Reader): Grumpy Christmas hater

Square 9: TBA (??? x Reader): Winter Wonderland

Square 10: Angelic Christmas (Castiel x Reader): Angel

Square 11: TBA (Sam Winchester x Reader): Building a snowman

Square 12: Just another Christmas (Loki Laufeyson x Reader): Angst

Square 13: Burned Cookies (Tfatws!Bucky x Reader): Free Space

Square 14: Start again (Andy Barber x Reader): Fluff

Square 15: Stumble (Bucky Barnes x Reader): Candy canes

Square 16: Little wonders (Soldier!Boy x Reader): First snow

Square 17: My lumberjack (Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes x Reader): Cabin

Square 18: TBA (??? x Reader): Fireplace

Square 19: Every Christmas - sequel to This Christmas (2) (Mechanic!Dean x Reader): Cozy

Square 20: Christmas Sweater (Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader): Sweater

Square 21: Blue Christmas (5) - Snippet to Blue Christmas (Mobster!Steve x Reader x Mobster!Bucky): Last Christmas

Square 22: Christmas after you (Chris Evans x Reader): Breakup before Christmas

Square 23: Clichè (CEO!Thor Odinson x Reader): Faking it

Square 24: Big grump (Dean Winchester x Reader): Love confessions

Square 25: The pie whisperer (Dean Winchester x Baker!Reader): Lonely on Christmas

#Multi-Fandom-Christmas Bingo #join if you want to #supernatural #marvel #the walking dead #dean winchester #steve rogers #bucky barnes #tony stark #Sam Winchester #sam wilson #thor odinson #andy barber #ransom drysdale #chris evans

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yelena-bellova · 3 years

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Safe Haven: tfatws!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader - Chapter Six

chapter five - Chapter Six: Ten Minutes - chapter seven

Series Masterlist

Plot: Y/n, Sam, Bucky and Zemo investigate around Riga for any sign of the Flag Smashers, Y/n and Bucky spend some unconventional time together.

Word Count: 6.9k

Warnings: spoilers for episode. 4, a little language, flirty Bucky (which is a warning in and of itself, Walker’s an asshole, Y/n is still a badass, sloooow burn, lil’ bit of spice 🔥

A/N: First off, I just want to thank everybody for all the kind messages/asks/comments you've left on this series. I honestly didn’t expect this kind of response when I started writing this and have been blown away with each chapter. Seriously, it means a lot! 🥰 Okay so I’m not gonna lie, this chapter’s a little slower than usual whereas next chapter is going to be...well, if you’re reading this you’ve seen the episode so you obviously know lol. But this chapter sets up some pretty big shit so it’s not useless, enjoy!!

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I felt like a bit of a romantic cliche as I threw myself facedown on Zemo’s living room couch, hot off the heels of my realization about Bucky. But seeing as we didn’t have any leads and the Super Soldier wasn’t back from his “walk,” I felt I had earned it. “Hey,” I felt the weight of a jacket land on my back, “Whatcha got going on in that head?” I chuckled into the pillow, if Sam could see the thoughts bouncing around my brain, he’d have his wings on in a flash and would be flying around the city hunting Bucky down. Luckily, Bucky wasn’t the only thing I was thinking about. I turned on my side to see him sitting on a barstool in the kitchen, “I don’t think I give you enough credit for what you do.” “What are you talking about?”

“I knew that avenging wasn’t some cushy day job but,” I swung my legs over the couch and sat up, “I never realized how hard it actually was and this isn’t even one of the harder missions!” Sam smirked and raised his brows, “An army of Super Soldiers isn’t enough for you? You want more?”

I rolled my eyes, “I’m just saying, you’ve faced a whole lot worse. I tangle with a couple bounty hunters and I’m gonna be aching for weeks,” I rose with a groan, eliciting a chuckle out of Sam, “Don’t get me wrong, I like what we’re doing, but I definitely underestimated how challenging it was.” “You’re doing a better job than you think,” Sam said, “I know yesterday was hard on you, but you’re handling all of the really well. I’m proud of you.” I made my way over to him and put an arm around his shoulder, “Still regret bringing me?” “Nah,” he locked an arm around my waist and pulled me into his side, “It’s nice having you here, it’s like having a little piece of home with me.” Since we were in grade school, Sam had been one of the only constants in my life and sitting in the middle of Latvia chasing down Super Soldiers, I had never been more thankful for him. I knew that becoming Captain America was out of the question but if ever there were a Cap that I would follow, it would have been Sam.

The front door and the bathroom door opened at the same time, revealing Bucky back from his walk and Zemo from his shower.

“Well, the Wakandans are here,” Bucky announced as he came to the center of the room, “They want Zemo. Bought us some more time.”

“Were you followed?” Sam asked, both of us unwrapping our arms from around one another. “No.” “How can you be so sure?” Zemo asked, staring out the stained glass windows.

“Cause I know when I’m being followed,” Bucky replied, coming to stand across from me on the other side of the kitchen island.

“It was sweet of you to defend me at least,” Zemo said.

“Hey, you shut it,” Sam turned his attention to the Baron, “No one’s defending you. You killed Nagal.”

“Do we really have to litigate what may or may not have happened?” Zemo replied.

I leaned up against the island and squinted at the man, “There’s nothing to litigate, we all watched you shoot the guy.”

“Sam, Y/n…” We both turned to face Bucky, staring down at his phone intently. “Karli bombed a GRC supply depot.”

“What?” I said breathlessly, “Were there any casualties?”

“Eleven injured, three dead,” Bucky read the article, “They have a list of demands and are promising more attacks if those demands aren’t met.”

Zemo walked around the island to grab a pack of cookies, “She’s getting worse. I have the will to complete this mission. Do the three of you?” “She’s just a kid,” Sam said calmly, defending the young girl so many saw as a villain.

“You’re seeing something in her that isn’t there,” Zemo waved him off, “You’re clouded by it. She’s a supremacist. The very concept of a Super Soldier will always trouble people. It’s that warped aspiration that led to Nazis, to Ultron…to the Avengers.” “Hey, those are our friends you’re talking about,” Sam stepped quickly.

“The Avengers, not the Nazis,” Bucky followed up with.

Sam continued, “So, Karli is radicalized, but there has to be a peaceful way to stop her.”

“The desire to become a superhuman cannot be separated from supremacist ideals,” Zemo said, “Anyone with that serum is inherently on that path. She will not stop. She will escalate until you kill her,” the room’s silence became a whole lot heavier, “Or she kills you.” “Maybe you’re wrong, Zemo,” Bucky spoke up, “The serum never corrupted Steve.” “Yeah,” I agreed, peeking over my shoulder at Bucky, “But it didn’t corrupt you either.” Zemo picked up a ring shaped cookie on his finger and pointed to Bucky, “Touché, but there has never been another Steve Rogers, has there?” He popped the cookie in his mouth and shrugged, turning away from us to make further use of the kitchen.

“Well,” Bucky made his way to the living room, “Maybe we should give him to the Wakandans right now.” “And you’ll give up your tour guide?” Zemo asked, searching through cupboards.

“Yes,” Bucky answered harshly before sitting himself on the couch, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes.

“From my understanding,” Sam said, “Donya is like a pillar of the community, right? So when I was a kid, my TT passed away-“ “Your-“ Bucky squeezed his eyes shut and leaned forward, “Your TT?” “Yeah, my TT, yeah,” Sam replied plainly.

“Who is your TT?” Bucky annoyedly and confusedly asked. I chuckled at the exchange from beside Sam, “His aunt. The whole neighborhood had this big ceremony, it lasted like a week.” “Maybe they’re doing the same thing for Donya,” Sam finished.

“Worth a shot,” Bucky shrugged.

“Your TT would be proud of you,” Zemo said to Sam before tossing him a wrapped candy, “Turkish Delight, irresistible.” ——

We were out the door soon after and heading to Donya’s last known location, a refugee camp in the downtown area.

“Shame what’s become of this place,” Zemo commented when we arrived, “When I was young, we used to come here for fabulous dinners and parties. I knew nothing of the politics of the time, of course, but I remember it being beautiful.” It was hard to picture the beige building ever having been beautiful, the setting was so dismal and grey. It was filled with children and workers, refugees, who all collectively looked worn down. The GRC poster that hung on one of the walls that showed smiling families with their mission statement ‘Reset. Restore. Rebuild.’ was a stark contrast to what those words actually delivered.

“We’ll take a look around upstairs,” Sam said, gesturing to me before turning to Bucky, “See what you can find out and keep an eye on him.”

I left with Sam, climbing the quiet building’s staircase and wandering down the hall. Sam headed through an open doorway that led to a sewing room. “Hey, kid,” he called to one of them, “Excuse me,” he approached one of the only ones who hadn’t run out of the room at our presence, “You heard of Donya Madani?”

“Um,” the girl said, rising from her seat and making for another room, “No. Sorry, no.”

We stood there dumbstruck in the suddenly empty room, it wasn’t until Sam caught the Flag Smasher’s handprint symbol on a sewing box and pointed it out to me that the locked lips made sense. I took the lead and navigated through the crowded rooms, spotting another young person leaving at the sight of us. “Excuse me, do you know the name Donya Ma-“ The boy shut the door on me before I could finish my sentence, I turned to Sam who was close behind me. “Something’s not right,” I mumbled, walking in step with him further down the hall. We finally stumbled upon what looked like a classroom, one man crouched was next to a desk helping a kid and a table with two others who didn’t bolt at the sight of us.

“Excuse me,” Sam announced our presence, “Do you know a woman by the name of Donya Madani?”

The teacher stood to his full height, “We’re not refugees, for we have nothing to seek refuge from. We’re internationally- displaced persons, for what it’s worth, and we don’t trust outsiders.”

“No, I understand,” Sam stepped forward, “I’m not from here, but I have a pretty good track record of helping out.” “I know what happens when people say they’re going to help out,” the teacher tiredly stated, “Nothing. The Global Repatriation Council promised to send more teachers, supplies. That was six months ago.” “What’s your name? I can make a call,” Sam offered immediately, ever the helper.

“I know who you are, but I can’t trust you. I’m sorry,” the man dismissed him, grabbing his other two students and ushering them out of the room, “Let’s go.” The silence was sobering for us both, we may not have found anything about Donya but we’d certainly stumbled upon something of importance. And as we left the building with our heads metaphorically hung, I could feel that he was just as impacted as I was by it. “I didn’t realize it was so bleak,” I said as we went down the stairs, “The government’s done a great job of painting a different picture for people like us.”

“That could be said for a lot of things,” he replied, “But no, I didn’t think it was this bad either.”

We rejoined Bucky who was watching Zemo intently as he sat in front of a grouping of kids, a pile of candy in between them. “This is starting to feel like a dead end,” Sam commented.

“The hell is he doing?” Bucky accompanied.

“And why in Latvia does nobody raise an eyebrow at a stranger offering kids candy?” I observed as Zemo stood, approached the kids once more and came back to us. “Cute kids,” he smiled, leaving the three of us to share an unconvinced look after.

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We returned to our hideout shortly after, defeated and all too aware of how fast the clock was ticking.

“Well, I got nothin’,” Bucky said as the three of us made our way to the couch, “No one’s talkin’ about Donya.” “Yeah, it’s because Karli is the one fighting for them,” Sam replied, “And she’s not wrong.” “What do you mean?” Bucky’s tone was low and exhausted, but I could have sworn that his eyes brightened for a millisecond when I plopped down next to him.

Sam sighed, “For five years, people have been welcomed into countries that have kept them out using barbwire. There were houses and jobs. Folks were happy to have people around to help them rebuild. It wasn’t just one community coming together, it was the entire world coming together. And then, boom,” he snapped his fingers, “Just like that, it goes right back to the way it used to be. To them, at least Karli’s doin’ something.” “He’s right,” I chimed in, memories of how the world was for five years flooded my brain, “Things were messy but they were…one. Everybody came together because we needed to, there was less room for segregation or prejudice. When things went back, the government made some really bad decisions. And for those of us who weren’t blipped, it was difficult to watch. I’m not saying that I support the Flag Smashers but I do understand why Karli’s doing what she’s doing.” “You really think her ends justify her means?” Bucky’s furrowed brows bounced between Sam and I, “Then she’s no different than him,” he gestured to Zemo who was making tea, “Or anybody else we’ve fought.” “I didn’t say that. She’s different,” I argued, tucking my legs under me and twisting to fully face him, “She's not fighting for word domination or something, she’s fighting for those who’ve lost everything. She’s just...misguided in her approach. ”

Zemo came and set the tray of cups and tea down on the table in front of us, a little too quiet. “That girl,” Bucky addressed him, “What’d she tell you?” The Baron kept up his silence as he thought to himself, eyes flicking between the three of us. “The funeral is this afternoon.” I blinked and awaited the rest of the answer, “That’s all you want to say?” “You know the Dora’s coming for you any minute,” Bucky stated, a bit of amusement in his eyes at the thought of the Wakandan warriors taking him away, “In fact, they’re probably lurking outside right now. Keep talking.” “Leaving you to turn on me once we get to Karli,” Zemo hummed, “I prefer to keep my leverage.” Exasperatedly, I looked over to Sam who looked just as done with the Sokovian royal as I was. Bucky rose from beside me and circled around to face Zemo, ripping the glass heeled in his hands and launching it at the wall, it shattered upon impact. “You wanna see what someone can do with leverage?” Bucky growled, I had to ignore the pit in my stomach that developed anytime Bucky’s voice reached a low decibel.

Sam and I were up and ready to deescalate the situation, him stepping behind Zemo and me placing a hand around Bucky’s metal arm. “Take it easy,” Sam said cautiously, “Don’t engage him. He’s just gonna extort you and do that stupid head tilt thing.” I turned in towards Bucky, the close proximity allowing me to talk softer. “He’s not worth it,” I muttered, his head moving slightly in my direction as I spoke.

“Let me make a call,” Sam said, walking off and slapping Bucky on the shoulder as he left.

My loyalty to Bucky prevented me from leaving until I knew he was alright and wouldn’t pummel our only lead to a pulp. As his stare lessened in intensity, so did my grip till my fingers ghosted over his bicep. “You want some cherry blossom tea?” Zemo awkwardly asked. “No, you go ahead,” Bucky answered with contempt, walking away with me following close by.

“So what are we supposed to do?” I asked as Bucky and I walked through the luxurious apartment, “Sit on our asses until he decides to give us breadcrumbs of information?”

“He’ll talk, eventually,” Bucky grumbled, “Even if I have to make him.” Why I was finding this side of him attractive, I couldn’t make sense of. Shoving that aside, I took the more practical approach. I gripped his arm to stop him from going further, “He wants to screw with your mind, don’t let him.”

Bucky bit down on his bottom lip and dropped his line of vision to the ground, silently admitting that I was right. There was something so strange about how easy him and I had become around one another so fast. I could level with him now like I’d known him for ages and he’d actually listen to me. The oddest part was that it felt so natural.

“Now,” I dropped my hand from his body and went to place it on my hip, “Sam’s on the- ow!”

“What? What is it?” Bucky jumped to attention, his metal hand instinctively reaching for my arm.

The pain had stemmed from my abdomen, radiating down to my waist. I pulled up the hem of my shirt and looked down to see an ugly purple bruise on my side. “Shit,” Bucky mumbled, bending down but quickly popping back up with an innocent gaze, “Can I…?” “Yeah,” I quickly replied, watching him crouch down to get a look at the injury, one of his metal fingers running over the colored skin with a featherlight touch. I prayed that he didn’t take notice of how my breath hitched when the cool Vibranium made contact with my body.

“How did you get this?” he asked with a laser-like focus on my stomach. “Must’ve been from yesterday in the shipyard,” I eked out, we were in close enough proximity that he was starting to cloud my head, “One of the bounty hunters had me in a death grip at one point.”

Bucky shook his head, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he rose back up. “I’ll be fine, it’s just a bruise,” I said, pulling my shirt back down when a lightbulb suddenly went off in my head, “Although…” “What?” “I think I’ve got an idea on how you can work out your aggression and this,” I pointed to my side, “Can happen less.” I made my way down the hall, trying to find the right door that would lead to the right room. Turning each knob, I finally found a set of french doors that led to a terrace with a view of the beautiful city. Expecting and correctly guessing that Bucky had followed me, I spun around to face him. “Teach me how to fight.” “Are you kidding?” Bucky’s scrunched in disbelief, “No.” “Come on,” I pleaded, “I think we can both agree that I’m lacking in combat skills and if we’re going to end up fighting more Super Soldiers, I need to be more prepared than last time. Plus,” I pointed a finger at him, “You’re pissed and you need to let it out.”

Bucky scoffed, “I’m not going to let it out on you.” Rolling my eyes thoroughly, I created a force field to separate the two of us, “I’m pretty sure I can handle myself. But if you want to let me get my ass kicked, that’s fine…”

I watched as he let out a single chuckle, “You’re really gonna be like that?” “Yes,” I replied, trying to contain my smile, “I’m really gonna be like that.

He took leisurely steps toward me and started to circle me. I turned with him to keep the force field between us, smirks spreading across both our faces. “Alright, fine. As long as you promise not to go full throttle on me,” he gestured to the hands that had blue energy flowing from them.

“Fine,” I thinned my eyes at him, absorbing the force field back into my body, “But you better keep that arm in check.”

We separated from each other and I walked to my corner of the terrace to remove my jacket. When I turned to see Bucky doing the same, my eyes fell to his fit torso that was threateningly to bust the seams of his tight black t-shirt. In the Latvian sun, you could see the outline of each muscle of his chest and each vein that bulged in his arms was highlighted. Since the first time I’d gotten close enough to admire him, I’d had no shame in admitting to myself that Bucky was attractive. Now that I was actually starting to fall for him, there was a nervousness that came with appreciating his roguish good looks. I shook my head and dragged my gaze away from his body, trying to focus on his eyes as we walked towards one another. Not that I was any better off, they were just as enticing as the rest of him was… “Do you know how to punch?” he asked, I held up a fist and he examined it, “Okay, so that’s a no.” He placed his hands on my hips gently as to not disturb my bruise and turned me around, “Bring one of your feet back and out a little,” he instructed, I listened and he took a step back to accommodate me. “Now,” his hands moved to lightly grasp my arms, “Tuck your elbows into your body.” I swallowed hard as I followed his directions, his chest was now almost flush against my back and it was more than distracting. The closer Bucky and I got, the more muddled my thoughts became until he became the only clear one. With him pressed against me, his hands gently holding my arms and his breath fanning my shoulder, it was a miracle I could remember my own name.

“Now squeeze your abs, as long as it doesn’t hurt too much,” he said softly, inching a little closer as if to make sure I could hear him properly. Goosebumps I hoped he didn’t see erupted across my skin, I did as he said and ignored the pain it caused me. Bucky could have given me any instruction and I’d have followed, I was completely under his spell.

His hands left me and he came around to stand in front of me, “When you swing, you want to move with your whole body. You’re gonna push off with that foot,” he nudged my furthest ankle with his boot, “And turn your hips with it, but don’t over exaggerate or else you’ll lose your momentum. Your hand,” he took my improper fist into his palm and positioned my thumb below my fingers, holding onto it as he looked back up, “Should look like this.” My lips parted as I watched him mold my hand to his liking, my heart rate picking up as our eyes met. Bucky let go and held out his flesh arm to act as my target, smirking once again, “Alright, give it all you’ve got.”

I swung my fist forward and met his hand, only succeeding in making contact and nothing more. For a second I forgot that I was fighting a Super Soldier.

“Good,” he commended me nonetheless, “Again.”

I readjusted my stance and brought my fist forward again, I still couldn’t move him.

“Again.” Smack.

“Again.”

Smack.

“Again.” Smack.

“Again.” With hardly a thought, I focused my energy out of my fist as it collided with Bucky’s palm and sent his arm back in a mist of blue. I pulled my elbows back into my torso, gasping at what I’d done but not entirely unhappy with the results. Bucky looked just as surprised, turning to me with widened eyes and his pouty lips shaped in an ‘o’.

“Did you know you could do that?” he asked.

“I don’t know, the idea just came to me,” I answered, “Can I try that again?” Bucky held out his palm again and I repeated my attack, his arm jolting back upon impact once again. “I think I may have just made this a fair fight,” I said slyly, challenging him with one raised brow.

“I think you’re exaggerating a little,” he shot back, I could see the mischievous gleam in his eye that accompanied his words.

I shrugged innocently, “Guess we won’t know until we test it.”

Bucky’s wandering tongue darted out to the side of his mouth as he smiled, “I only taught you how to punch, but alright.”

He took a step closer to me, slowly and playfully putting out a hand towards me to act like he was going to attack me. I held my hand up and built a small force field to block him. Going a little faster, he raised his metal hand and I repeated the action of shielding myself. We kept going until him and I were moving across the terrace with me creating force field after force field to block Bucky’s attack. When my back hit the ledge, I shot up into the air and landed a few feet behind him.

“Is that a fair fight?” Bucky asked as he approached me.

“No, it’s not,” I sighed and lowered my head, looking back up with a smile, “It’s actually a little too easy.”

Bucky started throwing punches, me blocking each one with my palm radiating energy to lessen the impact of his hits. I was so focused that I didn’t see him lift his foot until I had landed on my back with a groan after he’d swept my leg. He pinned me, holding my arms above my head and gripping my wrists so I couldn’t attack. I squirmed a little, unable to move underneath his weight that simultaneously crushed me and sent a thrill through me.

“You were saying?” he smirked, our faces only inches apart and his lips just a little too alluring to continue ignoring. This was a different Bucky than I had become used to, he was playful and flirtatious. We were getting down to who he really was when we weren’t dealing with such serious circumstances.

Taking away the temptation to close the distance between our mouths, and eager to point out he’d made a mistake in pinning my wrists, I lifted and aimed my hands at him, firing two blasts at his shoulders. The grip he had on me was lost as his full weight landed on me, I quickly locked my legs around his and used my energy to flip us so Bucky landed on his back with me on top of him. I pinned his hands at his sides, two steady blue streams flowing from my fingers. Bucky tried to wrestle out of my hold to no avail, I took great joy in leaning over him and giving a shit-eating smile.

“You’re right,” I shook my head, “It’s not fair.”

Bucky breathily chuckled and stopped fighting, instead letting himself be defenseless underneath my body. At some point, the laughter and grins faded and the reality that I was straddling Bucky became very real. If I released my hold on his hands, I wondered what he would do. Would he scurry to lift me off of him and leave as quick as he could? Or would he dare to put his hands on my waist like he had in Madripoor, pulling me into him as close as he could? Nervously, I absorbed the energy back into my fingers and freed him, his hands laying limp where they were but his blue eyes held no intention of looking away. We rested there, trying to catch our breath and not daring to make a move that would shift either of our bodies or the moment. “Bucky, Y/n, where you at?” I heard Sam’s voice drift down the hall.

Stolen moments, that was all I could get with Bucky. I had only just discovered how I felt about him, I didn’t know how to handle it but I knew that when I did get time with him, it never lasted long enough. I unhappily levitated off of him and landed on my feet nearby, leaving him without a word to open the door and find Sam.

I looked down the hall and spotted my brother walking down the hall in search of us. “Hey,” I called, he turned around and changed his course, “Any leads?” “Sharon’s got access to a satellite, she’s gonna keep an eye on the camp,” he said, “And Zemo agreed to take us out to meet someone who’s got information on the funeral. Where’s Buc-“

Bucky appeared at that moment, his jacket back on and covering his build while carrying mine in his hand. He handed it to me, his eyes darting up to meet mine with some sort of meaning in them, “Did he say where he’s taking us?” “No,” Sam answered, “But at least he’s talking.”

The three of us headed down the hall and out to the living room where Zemo was waiting on us like a parent waiting on their children to get ready to leave. We left and entered the city once again, me trying to keep a little distance between Bucky since my cheeks were still burning. The memory of how he’d felt under me was still all too real and I needed to have a clear head for what was about to go down.

We hadn’t been walking for more than ten minutes when an unfortunately familiar voice sounded off in our vicinity. “Karli Morgenthau is too dangerous for you guys to be pulling this shit.” “Ah, how’d you find us now?” Bucky called across the street, John Walker and Lemar Hoskins hurrying down a set of steps toward us. “Come on, you really think two Avengers can walk around Latvia without drawing attention?” Lemar replied.

“No more keeping us in the dark,” Walker seethed, “You could start by telling us why you broke him out of prison.” I over animatedly shrugged my shoulders and looked between Sam and Bucky, “You told us to stay out of your way so that’s what we did. Can’t have it both ways, Walker.”

“And he broke himself out technically,” Bucky answered Walker’s original question.

“Oh,” Walker was practically spitting with rage, “This better be an unbelievable explana-“

“Hey,” Sam stepped in and placed a hand on his chest, “Take it easy before it gets weird.” Walker promptly stepped back and took a breath.

“I know where Karli is,” Zemo offered, stepping to the side along with Bucky and ready to continue on our path, before being stopped by Walker.

“Well, where?” “All we know is, it’s a memorial,” Sam answered, “So we’re gonna intercept her there.”

Zemo gently moved Walker’s hand off of him, and led the way, Bucky, Lemar and I following. “That means civilians,” Lemar said, “High risk of casualties.” “We won’t let that happen,” I replied, “And if they’re fellow funeral goers, neither will Karli.”

“All right,” Walker said, joining us along with Sam, “We’ll move in fast, take her by surprise.”

“No, I wanna talk to her alone,” Sam protested. As much as I wanted to stop my brother in the street and question the validity of his sanity, we were a united front against Walker and I couldn’t drop it. I’d wait for my turn to voice my concern.

“I’m not losing her again,” Walker pushed back. “Look, the person closest to her died, she’s vulnerable,” Sam argued, “If there was ever a time to reason with her, it’s now.” “What?” No. Wait, no! No! Stop. Hold on,” Walker jogged to get ahead of us, his sidekick following suit, “Stop, okay? I think we’re way past reasoning with her, unless you forgot that she blew up a building with people still in it.” “Sam, you walk in there cold, she could kill you,” Lemar may have had a problem with the plan, just like Walker, but he came at it from a different angle. That I could give him credit for.

“And if I go in hot and the op goes wrong, more people will die,” Sam countered confidently. “You’re gonna let him do this?” Walker addressed Bucky, “Are you gonna let your partner walk into a room with a Super Soldier alone?”

“He’s dealt with worse,” Bucky replied, “And he’s not my partner.”

“I used to counsel soldiers dealing with trauma, okay?” Sam stated, stepping around us to stand in front of Walker, “This is my wheelhouse.” “Yeah, I know. And I know those soldiers, which is why I know this is a bad idea,” Walker shot back. “Wait, John,” Lemar stopped him from going any further, “If he can talk her down, it might be worth a try.”

We stood, anticipating whether or not we’d have to fight harder or if Walker would agree to let Sam handle the situation his way. He scoffed and shifted his weight between feet before turning to Zemo, “We’ll deal with you later.” “I’m sure it will all come to an agreeable conclusion,” Zemo replied and gestured down the path, “My associate is just up ahead.”

We looked ahead to see the same little girl the Baron had been offering candy to earlier in the day. I fell in step alongside Sam and lowered my voice, “Are you sure about this?”

“Did you act like you agreed with me just to piss of Walker?” he asked, equally quiet.

“…Maybe…”

He pulled his hand out of his jacket pocket and we bumped fists, “Trust me, this is our best option.”

The five of us watched Zemo approach the child, handing her something and guiding us to follow where she was leading. She took us to an older factory, bringing us in through the back door of the boiler room. “Karli’s in there,” Zemo said.

Sam broke from our group and headed for the doorway while Walker slammed Zemo up against a furnace. “Hey,” he called to Sam, “You got ten minutes,” he handcuffed Zemo, “Then we’re doing things my way.”

With Sam gone and me not there to protect him in case things took a turn, there wasn’t anything to do but wait. Walker paced, Lemar stood and Bucky stared. I was leaned up against the brick wall that held Zemo, trying not to think of all the ways the plan could go wrong. Karli was young, quick to help but also quick to fight and the sight of Sam may be enough to trigger her into attacking before listening. But Sam wasn’t usually someone to get cocky about something he knew he couldn’t handle and I trusted his judgement. I just wish that I was trusting it in a less dangerous situation.

“Y/l/n.” I turned to Zemo, “Huh?” “In Madripoor, you said your last name was Y/n Y/l/n,” he continued in a hushed tone so nobody else would hear.

“So? What’s so interesting about my name?”

Zemo paused like he had just come to some conclusion I wasn’t going to be made privy to. “It simply sounds familiar.”

“What does that me-“ “Hey!” Walker exclaimed, staring me and the Baron down, “What’re you two talking about?” Zemo turned away from me like we’d never been speaking, the confusing conversation dissolving in the already tense air. “Nothing,” I lied, pushing off the brick wall and brushing past Walker, “That concerns you at least.”

I landed at Bucky’s side, he nodded his head towards Zemo and looked back to me. “What was that about?” “I’m not sure,” I answered, there was something unsettling about how Zemo’s gaze rested on me, “But I don’t think it was nothing.” We waited in another thirty seconds of silence before an antsy Walker spoke up again, “No, no, no, no, no, this is a bad idea.” “It hasn’t been ten minutes John,” Bucky said, “Just sit tight.”

“Don’t do that,” Walker looked over his shoulder at us angrily, “Don’t patronize me.”

“Then don’t start whining because you’re getting fidgety,” I replied, annoyed with his lack of patience, “Sam knows what he’s doing and if you let him do it, this could all go a lot smoother than Munich.”

He walked away, staring at the wall in deep thought before coming towards us. “I’m goin’ in,” he stated, punctuating his words with a punch to the shield.

Bucky stepped forward to block his path, I quickly stuck a hand in between their two bodies and created a force field to further state our point. My apprehension about leaving Sam to handle himself had lessened when he’d assured me he had it under control but I wasn’t sure if there was anything that would get Walker to back off.

“This is all really easy for you, isn’t it?” Walker grumbled, staring Bucky down, “All that serum runnin’ through your veins. And you,” he skimmed his hand over the unpierceable shield I’d made, “With that X gene of yours. Your brother,” he pointed at Bucky, “And your partner need backup in there. Do you really want his blood on your hands?” The images that Sharon had planted in my head were filled in by Walker, it suddenly became all too easy to picture Sam’s lifeless body on the ground. Just like the one I’d left in the ship yard. No, Walker was not in my head, I wouldn’t allow it. The man who had threatened me with the accords, who waved the name of Captain America around like a free ticket to do whatever he wanted. He could manipulate whoever he wanted, except for me. “You’re not getting past us, Walker,” I firmly stated, bringing his widened eyes to me, “Sam’s got this.” There weren’t many people that stood up to Captain America without a second thought, and the irritated expression on his face reflected that. “So that’s how it’s going now? You’re giving the orders?” “If it means giving Sam a better chance of ending this, then yes,” I countered, digging my heels further into the ground.

He looked me over, debating his options, “Fine.” After observing him for a few cautious seconds, I dropped the force field and stepped to the side of Bucky. No sooner than when my hand fell to my side did Walker shove past Bucky and storm up the stairs, the two of us quickly rushing to draw him back. “Walker!” Bucky shouted.

I aimed my hands out to pull him back in, the blue energy barely leaving my fingertips when Lemar came up behind me and pulled my hands down to my sides. I tried to wrestle out of his grip but he didn’t let me go until Walker had safely gotten up the stairs to a point where I couldn’t see him. “Are you serious?!” I cried as Lemar shot ahead of me up the stairs leaving me to follow pathetically. “Captain’s orders,” he replied over his shoulder as we hurried to catch up to the heated, impatient joke of a Captain.

“Karli Morganthau, you’re under arrest,” I heard Walker announce, spotting Bucky taking the stairs two at a time behind him.

As I entered the room, my hopeless eyes met Sam’s surprised set. Karli was just as shocked, the redhead asking Sam if it had been the plan all along to bring us in. Lemar pushed in front of me and Bucky, acting as a barrier to prevent us from interfering any more than we had. Bucky attempted to shove his arm away just as Karli landed a punch to the shield, sending Walker and Sam flying back into a table. I used my energy to shove Lemar back, freeing Bucky and I to jump into the fight. Bucky bolted after Karli who was making a run for it while I helped Sam to his feet. “We said ten minutes!” Sam exclaimed, glaring at Walker’s retreating form.

“I tried,” I said as we made for another staircase to try and catch Karli on the other side of the building. We went through a series of various halls, there was no way to make heads or tails of which way was right. Sam tugged me and led me up another set of stairs with no luck in finding her. “Shit,” I mumbled. On the opposite side of the landing was Bucky, looking just as confused as us. “I lost her,” he said defeatedly. “This place is a maze,” Sam panted.

I took a look at our surroundings, spotting a window and quickly forming an idea. “She could be out of the building by now. Bucky,” I ran to the nearest window, “Help me out.”

Catching on quick, he raised his metal arm and landed a whopping punch, shattering the glass and leaving a gaping hole. I took a few steps back and took a running start, ignoring the sounds of Sam’s protests and diving out the window. I threw my hands out to my sides and expelled energy, ceasing my fall and allowing me to shoot up higher in the air. I landed on the building’s roof, taking a look at the city below me and trying to spot Karli’s mop of red hair. I stayed atop the ledge searching until I heard gunshots from inside the building, dropping and flying back in through the broken window immediately. My blood ran cold with fear, Sam and Bucky weren’t where I had left them. I rushed down the closest hall, hearing a commotion from a room somewhere in the building and praying desperately that they weren’t in the middle of it. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever been so relieved to see the two of them as when I’d spotted them after turning a corner. Upon hearing my boots slapping against the ground, Bucky and Sam turned, both their faces showcasing the same relief. “Thank God,” Sam breathed, waiting for me to catch up with them before tearing off again.

We ran through the building until we found the one hall we hadn’t been down yet, we entered to find quite the scene. Walker was standing over an unconscious Zemo, vials of the super serum smashed on the floor and no sign of Karli.

“What did we miss?” Sam asked, still a little breathless from our chase.

I wasn’t a naturally angry person, but the irateness I felt with John Walker was enough to make my face warm with rage. He had proved that arrogance and impatience were his main modes of operation. He had no problem giving the orders but following someone else’s lead was nearly unbearable for him. His eagerness to jump headfirst into battle may have served him well in aspects of his career, but in this case it had ruined everything.

“You said ten minutes,” I gritted out, staring down Walker from our position on the stairs. His eyes didn’t carry an ounce of remorse for what he had done. Without another word, I turned on my heels and stormed out of the room without waiting for Sam and Bucky. We’d come so far only to lose to a completely preventable situation. I’d never worked with Steve professionally, but I knew that he would have never have sabotaged a mission because of his ego. Just one more reason why John Walker could never truly be Captain America.

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A/N: I find myself having to reel myself in when writing Walker or else I’ll let my hatred of him show through a little too much lol. Let me know what you thought or if you’d like to be tagged :)

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