I’ve been talking with some friends around here and I thought about a little thing, but really important. If you started being a fan of the Avengers because of the MCU and wanna start reading the comics, I have the solution:
Where exactly should you start reading? Well, marvel wikia has an awesome reading order guide, but right now what reaaaally matters it’s the Millenium age*. Each link has a launch order (so there’ll be comics from the avengers, x-men, ‘solos’…). And in the comic universe, everyone knows everyone and sometimes the story involves a lot of characters from differents groups. So, have fun and I hope that you don’t give up reading if you get a little confused.
* As the site says: historical events in the Marvel Universe aren’t quite the same as they are in our real universe from about 1962 onwards. Therefore from 1990 onwards topical references need to be ignored because stories were written on a sliding timescale known as Marvel Time.
I thought on writing here just the order of the avengers comics, but damn, why not try to read everything and go crazy?
you please do a Bucky X reader where it’s set after Civil War (let’s pretend
Bucky doesn’t go in Cryo because that is too painful) and the reader doesn’t
have a right arm and she says to Bucky something along the lines of “I’ll
be your left arm if you’ll be my right” and it’s a fluffy/angsty mixture.
remember much about the actual accident. You couldn’t recall if the beam of
light that had split a building in two had belonged to Tony or Vision. In the
end, it didn’t really matter. It wouldn’t change the facts.
The fight in the
airport had been chaotic. In an attempt to stop Steve and Bucky from escaping,
someone blew apart the control tower. You were left pinned beneath debris.
unconscious, you couldn’t call for help. From what you were told after, Bucky
and Steve managed to rush onto a jet and head for Siberia. Rhodey had been hit
by a stray beam and had plummeted to the ground. It was Sam who managed to find
you amidst all the confusion.
that day still haunted you. Seeing your right arm pinned under steel. When they
were able to move the girder, blood began to flow everywhere. You started to
lose consciousness again. Sam told you that Nat really saved you. She was able
to tie off what was left of your arm near your shoulder to staunch the
You and Rhodey
left the scene via helicopter, while the rest of your team was led away in
handcuffs. Your arm had been unsalvageable. Doctors amputated it at the
shoulder. Rhodey had no feeling in his legs, and you had too much feeling in an
arm that was no longer there.
Once you were
stable, General Ross decided you were to be shipped off to the Raft to join the
rest of your team.
objected at first. But he was tired and broken and gave up the fight soon
enough. You weren’t surprised. There had been a time when you would have
confidently said that Tony would do anything for the people he loved. But this
Tony had already pushed Pepper out of his life. If he wasn’t willing to fight
for her, you didn’t stand a chance. You were sent away two days later.
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Bucky explains to the team how your tongue very innocently was frozen to his cybernetic arm while you busy yourself with dinner. Thankfully the pantry and freezer are pretty full with supplies. You immediately get to work preheating the oven and pull out the biggest pot you can find. The team assembles around the large, concrete topped island. Steve pulls out a tablet and everyone discusses the mission you’ll embark on tomorrow.
Having discussed your plan at length, Steve, Bucky and Vision are sitting in the nearby living room while Wanda and Nat sit on the floor by the fire, music plays softly. The tomato sauce bubbles quietly on the back burner while everyone sips on the french hot chocolate you’ve made to hold them over. You take this chance to check on the meatballs baking in one wall oven while a baguette bakes in the other.
You take the meatballs out and plop them into the sauce to continue cooking. Bucky enters the kitchen and sets his cup down in the sink while whiffing in the amazing cooking smells all around him.
“Geeze, it smells incredible in here,” he rubs his taut stomach and smiles while watching you wiz around the kitchen like you’ve done so a million times before.
“Test that spaghetti, would ya?” you ask.
He fiddles with the pasta scoop for a moment, every time he tries to scoop some pasta it slips out and back into the water. Frustrated, he finally reaches straight into the boiling water with his cybernetic hand, you gasp slightly when you see what he’s doing. He pulls out a single strand of pasta, blows on it and eats it.
“Mm, tastes done to me,” Bucky says.
“It doesn’t hurt?” you ask.
“What?” he questions.
“Your hand, you can’t feel anything?” your face shows concern.
He shakes his head, “Just pressure, really. It feels kinda like it’s numb,” he says holding his hand in the air, wiggling his fingers a bit.
“I always forget about it,” you chuckle, “till you stick it in boiling water or I get my face stuck to it from frost.“
He smiles and tucks some stray hair behind his ear.
“Want me to…” he points to the pot of pasta.
“If you’re be so kind,” you answer.
He drains the pasta in the sink.
You hear shuffling coming from the living room. Steve is standing on the couch holding the tablet high in the air.
“I’m picking a song, I don’t care what you say!” Steve laughs as Nat chuckles and jumps up, trying to swat the tablet away from him.
Trumpets blare through the speakers, Wanda and Nat cover their ears and groan.
Steve plops down on the couch, “I’m sick of this electronic dance music craze, I miss hearing real instruments!”
Nat replies, “Your music all sounds the same!”
They continue to argue while you and Bucky laugh to yourselves. You rock your hips a little as you take the baguette out of the oven and kick the door shut. You put the bread on the counter to cool. Bucky finishes draining the pasta then leans back against the counter and crosses his arms across his chest, smiling while he watches you.
You notice him watching and get slightly embarrassed, your jaw tightens up a bit and you straighten your posture.
He approaches you and puts his cybernetic hand out with his palm facing up.
You look at his extended hand, he smirks and quirks his eyebrow at you.
Inhaling sharply, you exhale and put your hand gingerly in his. It’s still pretty warm from grabbing that pasta earlier.
His smile grows, he spins you and then takes your waist. You bob along to the music, doing a little dance around the kitchen.
“So, doll, you come to this place often?” he asks.
You scoff and smile, “First time, probably the last with fellas like yourself bothering’ me.”
He feigns hurt feelings, “Fellas like me bothering you? Show me who, I’ll kick ‘em in the rear.” He looks around the kitchen at the non-existant competition.
“Nah,” you answer, “There are no fellas like you.”
“That so?” he asks surprised.
“That’s so,” you answer with a nod.
He spins you out, you take your time coming back to him, still keeping in step with Bucky.
“Pretty gal like yourself, I’d think you would have a line of guys out the door waiting for ya,” he widens his grip on the small of your back, clutching on to as much real estate as he can.
“Me? Nah,” you answer.
“Why not?” he asks.
You shrug, “Dunno, never got the chance to find anyone worth a damn, I s’pose. Too busy takin’ care of my family, or fending off brash soldiers who only want one thing.”
“Huh,” Bucky thinks about your answer for a moment. “You think if I would have asked you out back then you would have said yes?”
You laugh, “I still haven’t said yes!”
Bucky rolls his eyes and chuckles.
“Besides,” you continue, "you never woulda noticed me back then. I’ve heard aaaall the stories about you, James Buchanan Barnes.” You quirk your eyebrow knowingly at him.
Steve peeks into the kitchen and leans against the wall, quietly smiling to himself as he watches you both dance.
The song ends, Bucky steps back and raises your hand to his lips. He pauses, looking into your eyes for permission. You can feel your cheeks start to flush as you smile, granting him permission. He kisses your hand, a pop comes from the stove as the bubbling sauce splatters all over.
After dinner, Steve wipes the pasta sauce from his lips and tosses his napkin on the table.
“That was incredible, thank you Y/N. Let’s rest up, tomorrow needs to go our way or we’ll be set back months,” Steve says. He points to Bucky and Vision, “We’ll handle dishes so the ladies can get to bed.”
Bucky nods while shoving a piece of bread into his mouth as he stands, grabbing your and his plates.
You putter around your room getting your kit ready for tomorrow. This evening was so lovely, but the reality of tomorrow washes upon you somberly. You hear Steve and Bucky talk while they plod up the stairs.
Steve says to Bucky as he passes by your door, “Don’t be too long, big day tomorrow.”
Bucky replies, “Yeah, yeah.”
You see his shadow pause outside your door, you hold your breath praying silently that he’ll knock.
You hear Steve enter the room next door, then hear two tiny knocks on your door, you open it to see Bucky.
He smiles as he pushes his hair out of his face and glances down the hall toward his room, “Big day tomorrow…” he says.
“Yep,” you nod, “big day.” You bite your lip to keep from smiling too wide. He looks so nervous, it’s incredibly endearing.
“I didn’t thank you for dinner, it was really good,” he shoves one hand in his pocket while the other fiddles with the hem of his shirt.
“No problem, I’m happy you liked it,” you reply in a small voice, beckoning him closer in your mind.
“And thanks for the dance, too,” he adds, “Maybe we can go dancing sometime.”
You smile, “Yeah, maybe.”
He chuckles, “Maybe is better than no, right? Makin’ slow progress here. N-not that I mind…it’s not…I’m not in a rush, I-“
“I know, James,” you smile, looking deeply in his eyes, your gaze darts quickly to his lips and then back up to those amazing eyes.
The air is thick and hangs between you, it feels like each second lasts several moments.
“Well, goodnight James,” you take a small step forward while snaking one arm around his waist and the other over his shoulder embracing him. You have to stand on your tip-toes to reach. He holds on to you lightly at first, then you both deepen the hug by grasping on to each other tighter. Your chest pressed to his, your head tucked in while you relish the pressure of his embrace and try to memorize his scent. You feel his breath expanding and contracting in his chest.
“Big day tomorrow,” Steve shouts from next door.
“GOD DAMMIT STEVE,” Bucky shouts down the hall while holding you. You can feel his voice’s vibration shake through his torso.
You lower down off your tip toes, and press your forehead against his chest, chuckling softly, “Better go before Mother Hen gets upset,” you say with your arms slung around his waist.
His hands gently rub your shoulders, “Yeah. See you tomorrow, get some rest beautiful,” he smiles and backs out of your door.
“You too, handsome,” you smile and notice a blush come across his face as you shut the door.
You hear him open and close his door, then you hear a clang and Steve yell, “OOW!”
Their muffled bickering is heard through the wall and you can’t help but laugh.
You shut your light off and crawl into bed. Big day tomorrow….
-Pietro getting on Buck’s everlasting nerves because he runs circles around him while doing things like grabbing his arm and asking where he got it, why he has it, why is it so heavy, why is the star red, etc
-Wanda subtly braiding Bucky’s hair with telekinesis while he does menial tasks or even while he sleeps and he can’t figure out how she makes perfect casual dreads all over his head
-Pietro is running around and Bucky does a quick mental calculation before stepping into Pietro’s path and sticking his metal arm out, grinning as Pietro rounds a corner and then gets his feet yanked out from under him because something just grabbed him by the collar
-Wanda being the only person to call him “James” but he doesn’t mind it because her accent makes it sound pretty nice
-Also Bucky gets her to levitate the Nutella off the top of the kitchen cabinets because Steve put it up there for its own protection (mainly because with these people, a jar of Nutella usually lasts no longer than five seconds anyway; when Bucky is around, that time is considerably lowered)
-okay actually he and Pietro don’t get along at all their relationship is like Bucky’s with Sam (both “friendships” are absolute trainwrecks in every sense of the word). Usually either Wanda or Steve has to stage an intervention every few days, otherwise these two would kill each other
Summary: “She was everything to him, she was the entire world and you were just like Pluto: millions of light years away.” Characters (+Mentioned):Reader, Bucky Barnes, Wanda Maximoff, Steve Rogers and Tony Stark. Warnings: I feel like I might’ve given off a depressed feeling so I’ll say that it could be triggering to some.
He just couldn’t do this anymore, it was so painfully that he almost had to sit down and take a break from the world. It was difficult having to see your dark sad eyes and messy hair, having to see you mope around the tower and not even bother to take care of yourself.
You hardly ate or spoke, you only took showers and he knew that was only because you loved how the hot water burned against your sensitive skin or how the cold water made your whole body feel numb but even then you never seem to get over the excruciating pain in your heart.
As they assemble for the cameras, Justice who used to dream of joining the Avengers from his young days is whooping in enthusiasm while poor Firestar is too embarrassed to feel anything.
Left to Right = Hawkeye (Clint Barton), Thor (Thor Odinson), Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff), Captain America (Steve Rogers), Ms Marvel (Carol Danvers), Iron Man (Tony Stark), Justice (Vance Astrovik), Firestar (Angelica Jones) and Vision