but deep down we know he's thinking wanda is exactly like that

A Lesson in Love (The Discovery)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,298

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED.

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@avengerstories - Thank you for putting up with me for almost a month and listening to me constantly complain about not being able to get this part written. I adore you. Always.

Originally posted by softtroublemaker

“Bucky wants to talk to you.”

You know that the earth never stops moving; it’s constantly in motion. Constantly making its trip around the sun. But the moment Steve says Bucky’s name, you swear that everything comes to a standstill. It’s the only way to explain how everything around you becomes muted. How you’re seeing Steve as if he were standing on the opposing side of a tunnel and how the pressure of Sam’s arm on your shoulder vanishes.

Over the past twenty-two days, you’ve convinced yourself that the story of you and Bucky was not meant to be. In your mind, he left and closed the door on the potential of there ever being an ending where you and him were together.

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Spirit in the House - chapt 10 END

Modern!AU Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around. (Based on Just like Heaven)

Word Count: 2,167

Warnings: Language, Mention of Depression, Mention of Suicidal Thoughts 

A/N: I was so moved by your feedback and I’m so happy to give you this final chapter. Thank you for everything! Hope you’ll enjoy it and… remember that I love you ♥ 

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Originally posted by softtroublemaker

It had been almost four months since you had left the hospital. Your apartment was oddly silent and you were starting to feel like something was missing. There were days when you would catch yourself staring into space, smiling, as if you were living another life in your head. A life you didn’t have access to.

Your therapist told you to be patient, you had to let your brain recover and adjust. It was a topic that even Peggy and Tony avoided. You realised the past few months had been hard on them too, so you decided to pretend everything was fine.

But you were not fine. You were sad and lost.

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It’s a Buck Girl Thing (3/?)

Based loosely on ‘It’s a Boy Girl Thing’ (2006)


Summary: You (female reader) pine after Steve Rogers whilst Bucky is being a little shit. One night after an argument on the rooftop you wake up in each other’s bodies.


Pairing: Steve x Reader


Word count: 2.5k


Warnings: Sexual content and swearing


A/N: Hey I’m sorry there’s not much happening in this chapter but it’s a sizeable chunk now so I thought I’d post it out to you! I hope it’s not too boring for you?

Also, I know I need a masterlist for this - hopefully it’s done for the next chapter…


PART 2

Originally posted by capsteverogers-things


You marched toward your old bedroom – it was high time you cleared this up because how could Bucky be so casual about all this, yet you found it so antagonising? Why did it seem like a punishment to you, but he was casually strolling around the kitchen, smirking and flirting and being his usual ass-self? This was not fair, and you were on a mission to set things straight.

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Break Me (5/?)

Summary: Y/N has been noticing a shift in her relationship with Bucky. A confrontation sets off a chain reaction nobody could see coming.

Relationship/Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Angst & Heartbreak. Slow burn!!

A/N: This is for @sexylibrarian1.  So in the interest of jumping ahead in the story and where I actually had in mind that this direction would go, this chapter might be a little shorter than I expected. This chapter kicked my ass so I’m sorry if it’s crap >.<

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Originally posted by its-buckyy

Chapter 5

Wanda found Bucky in the compound’s garage, tearing apart the motorcycle Y/N had given him for his birthday, and assembling it back together again. 

“Hill is with the two agents that were with Y/N in Dubai, reinterviewing them.”

Bucky acknowledged Wanda’s presence as he dropped the wrench in his hand and nodded at her, muttering his response. “Alright.” 

“Steve thought you’d want to be there.” 

“He thought wrong.”

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I’m Standing Right Here (dad!Tony x reader)

Requests

1. Please can you do a Tony Stark x daughter reader? Like reader is around 18-19 y/o but feels really unwanted (doesn’t have a mum) and that nobody really pays attention but Nat (mum figure), Wanda and Steve (best friends) are always there? Sorry if this was long and specific xxx 

2. Can you do an angsty Tonyxreader where instead of the reader, it’s Tony that’s having problems and his bad habits are getting worse but everyone just thinks it’s stress until he tries to kill himself one day? And everyone, especially the reader feels bad that they didn’t notice and don’t know what to do now to get him help

I couldn’t bring myself to do a suicidal Tony, so I went with it a little differently, hope you don’t mind!

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Captive Nine (Part 2)

SUMMARY: You were held captive by Hydra for years and had only just escaped when the Avengers find you. You’re beyond terrified of everyone and everything around you, but the thing the terrifies you the most is yourself. The things you can do with your “abilities” are beyond what anyone could possibly imagine.

Chapters: 1 ~ 2 ~ 3 ~ 4 ~ 5 ~ 6 ~ 7 ~ 8 ~ 9a

Word Count: 1,408
Warnings: Cuddling and arguments?? I hate these 

Originally posted by strictly-bucky

The days grew shorter as winter came upon you, bringing grey skies with them, but it didn’t seem to make you feel anything but happiness while you were with the team. Christmas was heading your way at full speed! Only three more days until you would experience a Christmas without fear.

The team had decided to watch a classic Christmas movie called White Christmas with Bing Crosby… who you thought was very attractive, despite how short he looked. And somehow, you had fallen asleep with your head in Wanda’s lap, her fingers tangled in your hair, and Steve massaging your feet, while Bucky sat immobile under your torso. Crosby’s voice floated through your dreams, soothing you into a deep sleep.

But you were abruptly being pulled from your slumber, when someone shook your shoulder.

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Tricks, Trust, and Treaties

Loki x Reader

Summary: Loki is allowed to freely roam the compound but he can’t be unsupervised, so you’re assigned to stay behind and babysit him while everyone else goes on a mission. He decides to do something nice for you as a peace treaty, but it blows up in his face - literally.

Warnings: language, fluff, food fights

Word Count: 4973

A/N: I’ve been wanting to write Loki for a long time, but he’s such a deeply complex character that I didn’t know what ‘part’ of him I wanted to go with first, or if I could ever do him the justice he deserves. I’m a sucker for secretly soft, gentle, loving, innocent, caring, wants-to-make-you-proud Loki, so I ended up going with that, but I may try to write other sides of him in the future. I really hope you all enjoy it! <3

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The Forgotten One

The Forgotten One

Steve Rogers x  reader

Part 1

So I had an idea and started writing a fic and in about an hour is was 1700 words so I am going to split it in to 2. 

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   You were in love with Steve Rogers, and he didn’t care about you at all. At first you were depressed, then kind of numb but after what had happened in Germany while you waited for him to get his shield back from Sharon Carter you were just done with it all. For years you had been a teammate and you thought a friend to him and now he was standing 10 feet away from you kissing the “love of his life”’s niece just weeks after Peggy’s death. All you could think while Bucky and Sam smirked at him was “What the hell is going on here?”. The same man who had specifically told you a month before Peggy’s death that he just didn’t have time for romance was now kissing Sharon Carter.

   “You can’t just leave, (Y/N), Wanda said from behind you as you continued stuffing clothes and other essentials into a duffle bag.

     You knew you were all safe in Wakanda for now and that the rest of “Team Cap” were planning to stay for a while to help Bucky. You normally would have been there for him as you had been for the others but at the moment your nerves were stretched thin and a certain Captain was at the center of all the jumbled thoughts running through your head.

    “Wanda I love you but I have to go. You don’t understand.” You said not even glancing in her direction knowing you would immediately break down in tears.

     “If I don’t understand then tell me what is going on. Why did you start packing today?” Wanda was pacing your room now, her accent becoming thicker the more upset she got.

    You just stood there for a moment and took a deep breath. Then you made a decision, she deserved an answer but you couldn’t explain so you said the only thing you could think of, “Wanda, I know you can read my mind so do that because I can’t tell you what I’m doing.”

    Wanda stood there looking shocked as you bowed your head and continued to breath deeply trying hard not to block her out. After a few seconds she gasped and began to walk toward you with a look of such sympathy that the tears you had been trying to hide began slipping down your cheeks and you hands began to shake.

     You tried to control your power but when you got upset they became unpredictable and you disappeared from Wanda’s sight and she mumbled “Oh, sweetie”, using her red glow to shower a few sparks over you so she could hug you.

      You knew what she had seen. The years of being alone and ignored until SHIELD had found you in a foster home. No family, no friends, and not an ounce of self esteem. You had been trained for combat, taught to shoot, and you had made friends. You had eventually even begun to date and had a couple of not so successful relationships but they never got you down because you had parted as friends.  

        Then Fury drafted you in to the Avengers. When they flew you to the carrier you were excited to see Natasha but she had been talking to Captain America. Having never met him before you had gone invisible due to nervousness and walked past Nat, poking her in the back with your elbow, causing her to stutter momentarily before continuing her conversation.

         You had not fought in New York as much as the others, using your power of invisibility and force field to shield civilians and moving them from the streets and into the subway tunnels. After everything was said and done you had become a valued part of the team you thought. There had been parties, training, movie nights, and family dinners. There had been mission after mission culminating in helping Steve search for Bucky. Unfortunately that had led to a break in your little family but none of that hurt as much as being in love with someone who basically acted like you were invisible all the time lately.

         Natasha walked in on Wanda with her arm wrapped around you, tears running down the younger girl’s cheeks and you still partially transparent due to your emotions and immediately said “So ladies, who am I going to have to kill tonight?”

         You and Wanda broke apart and you took a couple of deep breaths and began to head toward the bathroom for your toiletries, asking Wanda to explain things to Nat.

Time skip to dinner

      T’challa, Steve, Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Nat and Scott  sat around the formal dining table, the men talking about random things and the women just shooting each other looks then glaring daggers at Steve. After the first course Sam happened to look down the table next to Nat and ask “Where is (Y/N)?”

       “She requested dinner in her room.” T’challa answered, turning back to his conversation with Scott.

        Frowning, Steve turned to Natasha and Wanda and asked “Is (Y/N) sick or something?”

        Neither Nat nor Wanda answered, instead they gave each other a look, not glancing back at Steve and picked up their utensils and placed them on their plates and proceeded to take their dinners and wine glasses and leave the room with a not overly polite “Excuse us!” thrown to the room in general. As they exited dramatically Bucky turned to Steve and muttered “What did you do, punk?” to which Steve just shook his head in bewilderment.

     The knock on your bedroom door took you by surprise because you knew that everyone should be at dinner. When you opened it there stood Nat and Wanda with their dinners and smirks on their faces.

     “If this is your last night with us we are going to have a sleepover.” Nat said pushing past you and taking her dinner to the small table in your room, Wanda trailing behind her.

      “You guys are the best” you said with a small smile as you joined them and laughed along with them as you each recounted funny stories from various missions including when Tony had stepped out of his suit and left it in guard dog mode, tripped and fell in a huge mud puddle.

      After a couple hours, a couple bottles of wine, and a mountain of junk food sent up from the kitchen everyone was getting sleepy so you decided to take a shower so you would be ready to leave in the morning. As soon as they heard the water switch on in the bathroom Nat and Wanda looked at each other sadly and decided to come up with a plan to get you to stay.

       “Nat, we have to do something. She is so unhappy. I looked inside her head and it is chaos and I don’t know how she is living with that burning ache in her chest. I was only in her mind for seconds and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.” Wanda said, her eyes tearing up again as everything she saw replayed in her head.

    “What exactly did you see? I knew she liked Steve, hell the first week after he joined the Avengers she would go invisible whenever he entered a room, but I didn’t know she was still crushing on him so hard.”

      “It’s not a crush Natasha. She loves him. She loves him more than she loves herself. I saw all these moments over the last few years. They would go for coffee or go out to lunch, he would hold her hand or give her a kiss on the cheek and she would melt inside. He would snuggle up to her on movie nights or rest his head on her shoulder while she was cooking. Then a couple months ago she got up the courage to ask him on an actual date and he said he didn’t have time to get romantically involved and then in Germany he kissed Sharon Carter right in front of her while she was shielding Steve, Sharon, Bucky, and Sam with her forcefield and hiding their cars.”

      Natasha’s mouth dropped open and she muttered something like “Oh no he didn’t”. She jumped to her feet and raced out of the room leaving Wanda speechless.

  “STEVE ROGERS!!!! Where are you hiding you All-American asshole?” Nat yelled as she banged on Steve’s door. When the door swung open to show Steve looking at her with a half smile Nat almost punched him but due to her inebriated state and the fact that Bucky read her intentions and grabbed her arm she settle for rattling off a tirade in Russian (Steve only recognizing when she said Sharon’s name) and aiming a kick toward his groin that he easily side stepped.

   “What the hell is wrong with you Nat?” Steve asked and was shocked when she spit at him, pushed Bucky off her arm and walked away.

    “You messed up bad kid,” Bucky said shaking his head at Steve. “The Russian she was speaking was basically how she would like to carve you into little pieces and throw you to the wolves, balls first.”

     “But what did I do Buck?”

     “You broke her best friend’s heart.” Bucky said sadly then turned to head to his own room, not even finishing the movie he and Steve had been watching.

      Steve stood frozen in place. He didn’t know what to do. Should he go talk to Natasha? No, she was too angry right now. He should talk to (Y/N). He didn’t understand how he had broken her heart.

      Making up his mind he went toward the room T’challa had assigned (Y/N) and knocked on the door. When it swung open revealing Wanda and a still angry Nat he sighed and asked “What is going on?” to which he got a jumble of Russian curse words and Sokovian tossed at him and the door slammed in his face. He hadn’t even seen (Y/N) in the room. Was she hiding from him by going invisible?

   He decided to go back to his room and sort it out in the morning. Little did he know the restless night of sleep waiting for him… 

Me Against You

PART 1, PART 2 

A/N: I turned 18 today, on the 10th of April, and as a birthday treat, here’s an extra long chapter!! I wanted a date with Tom Holland for my birthday present, but needless to say, I did not get what I wanted. Someone please tell me that he’d love me as much as I loved him if we ever met in this lifetime. 

Warning: Angst, mentions of torture.


Everything happens quickly.

One moment you’re staring up at a wide expanse of blue sky, watching the jet disappear; the next, you’re surrounded by a group of soldiers rushing onto the scene in combat fatigues, pointing their guns at you.

Realization sends you backpedalling, but you run into something solid. You turn, already swinging, and nail one in the chin. He stumbles to the side and would have given you a clear shot to your friends, but three other soldiers take his place.

Before you realize what’s happening, a metal collar is snapped around your neck, sharp electrical pulses shooting through you. Suddenly, you can’t move, can barely breathe. Panic fills you, joining the adrenaline rushing through your veins, and your body isn’t sure how to react. Keep fighting, or shut down.

“W-What are they doing?” You hear Peter ask. You can’t see him, but he sounds scared. Panicked. “That’s a collar. Mr Stark, you said they were only going to talk to her!”

Stop it,” Agent Barton snaps. “That’s a child, not an animal, get that thing off!”

Keep fighting. Definitely keep fighting. The idea of sending your SAT scores to Attica instead of Cambridge is not appealing. You unleash it all with a scream. A plane explodes in a ball of fire, shaking the ground beneath your feet. Screams of terror fill your ears. The shock wave hits everyone within a hundred foot radius, knocking them backwards. You hit the ground hard, and a wave of pain sweeps over you.

“Run!” You try to shout, but only gurgles escape.

And then that familiar voice says your name, taut with pain.

(Y/n).”

It’s him.

“(Y/n),” Peter tries again.

You slowly lift your head up to stare at him.

He’d known what would happen. He’d done this. He’d betrayed you.

Peter’s scrambled to his feet now, hands outstretched, almost as if he wants to touch you, but can’t quite bring himself to.

With a feral scream, you launch yourself at him. You and Peter slam onto the ground, hard. Volts of electricity shoot through you, sharp and hot and carnivorous. You open your mouth to scream. Peter takes the opportunity to shove you off of him, shooting webs to pin your hands and feet to the ground.

(Y/n),” Peter manages. He sounds closes to tears now, his tone as tormented as his expression. “(Y/n), please, I’m your friend.”

You stare at him, your eye wild and feral-looking, your breath coming quicker and quicker from your parted lips. The pain is crashing over you in waves, the shocks making your muscles twitch and seize painfully, but you manage to raise your head, glaring at Peter with such soul-deep hatred that the blood turns to ice in his veins.

“We were never friends!” Your screams come one after another, scraping along your raw throat without pause. “I have always HATED you!”

For the third time that day, Peter recoils. He goes incredibly still, so still that you notice how his hands are trembling. He’s wearing a mask, but you know that his face is contorted in misery. There’s a quiet whoosh of air, followed by the sharp stab of pain in your arm. You can only stare at the small darts in your shoulder before blackness pulls you under.


“– How is she?” A male is saying. You recognize his voice. It makes you angry. Angry enough to force you out of your deep sleep, the only thing protecting you from feeling the pain in your body.

You blink, looking through eyes glassy from the strain they’ve endured. Tony Stark peers in through the glass window, looking at you as though you are a particularly interesting specimen under a microscope. Dark half-moons ring his eyes, and his arm is in a sling. You can’t find it in you to feel sympathetic for his injuries.

The anger magnifies, giving you strength. Strapped to the cot with metal shackles, you fight for freedom. Snarling like the very animal you might be becoming, you twist and buck, half-crazed eyes staring at him, wishing that you could do so much more than try to kill him with your eyes. All you receive for your trouble is another jolt of electricity. The bed shakes with the force of your shudders, the pain acute, gut-wrenching and soul-zapping. They’re going to kill you. How could they not? After a while, even your skin begins to vibrate and it doesn’t stop when the electricity does. Your bones feel brittle, as if they’re going to break at any second. Your lungs have to be filled with glass rather than air. Every breath is agony.

Tony Stark only looks at you again once your screams have stopped. His head droops. With shame? “The Spiderling wants to see you. You hurt him pretty bad.”

Good,” You snarl, surprised at the sound of your voice. You’ve shouted, but only a whisper can be heard. “Tell him I hate him and that I lied.”

Tony Stark closes his eyes, releasing a heavy breath. “He was doing the right thing.”

You raise your head to stare at him, eyes narrowed to angry slits. “No. He was doing what you asked him to.”

Tony Stark’s mouth opens and closes, and you know he’s searching for a response. When he finds none, he turned on his heel and marches out of the room.

“Good riddance,” Clint mutters.

Scott’s the first to recover, a curious edge to his voice. “What exactly did you lie about?”

You let your head droop back onto the pillow. “Having a good time,” You dead-pan, your eyes flickering up to the ceiling. “We went out a lot.”

Scott’s the first to snort in amusement. Slowly, the others join in, Clint and Sam snickering right along with him. It’s even enough to rouse a weak and rusty-sounding laugh out of Wanda, who’s been silent for the whole week that you’ve been stuck here.

It feels good to laugh. Even for only a moment.


You wake with wet cheeks, and a warm, calloused hand tapping at your face. You hope this doesn’t mean that the doctors are back to draw more of your blood; but the doctors at the Raft would never be that gentle with you.

(Y/n)? (Y/n), can you hear me?” The voice is pained, and you think you hear a muttered curse of, “Damn it, Tony.”

The pain is a constant throb in your head and limbs, you shouldn’t move; it will only make everything worse. Wincing, you crane your head up to see who has called your name. Blinking several times, you focus as hard as you can on the only face you can see. It is contorted with anger. His eyes are the palest blue you’ve ever seen, and remind you of clear summer skies and languorous lagoons. He’s not in the red and blue uniform, but in a plain grey hoodie, a white shirt and a pair of jeans. But you would recognize that face anywhere.

“Captain,” You croak weakly. “How was Russia?”

“Cold,” He answers wryly. “I prefer a warmer climate.”

He kneels, you hear the tinkle of metal being ripped apart, and your hands and legs are free. It’s difficult to move; fatigue has added weight to each of your limbs and your eyelids feel as if they’ve been replaced with sandpaper. Captain America helps you sit up, draping his hoodie over your shoulders.

“The collar now. Okay?” He offers you a calm and steady smile, his eyes warm and kind. “One, two –”

Quick as a flash, he grasps at the collar around your neck. Your fingers dig into your palms, gouging crescent shaped marks into soft flesh. Bracing yourself for an electric shock, you nod tersely, and he breaks it apart with his bare hands. You exhale in relief, smiling faintly and wanly at him.

“We’re getting out of here, (Y/n),” Captain America says, smoothing back soaked and matted hair away from your forehead. “Everyone’s waiting in the jet.”

You’re unable to support your own weight; he has to half-carry, half-drag you for several paces at your insistence that you can walk. When what little strength you have drains out of you, you crumple into a heap on the floor. He gives up the charade of allowing you to walk on your own and unceremoniously lifts you up off the floor and into his arms, as if you weigh nothing more than a feather. Your head lolls against his chest as he carries you out of your cell. An alarm erupts, screeching through the empty room.

“I was mean to him,” You confess groggily, your voice strained. “Very, very mean.”

Him. That kid with the webs?” Captain America bends down, and rips a badge off the neck of an unconscious guard. “The one from Queens?”

“He’s called Peter Parker,” You confirm, tears springing into your eyes. “He’s got the warmest brown eyes, and the nicest brown hair. He’s funny, he’s smart, he’s nice. He always got picked on by Flash Thompson, but Peter never let Flash bully me. He’s – well, was – my best friend.”

“I’m sorry,” Captain America apologises, the pain naked in his voice. “I shouldn’t have gotten you involved in this. Tony shouldn’t have –”

You close your eyes on a pained sigh. “Tony Stark is responsible for many things. But he didn’t make me shove Peter out a window, or into a concrete wall. I did those. Me. I’m a horrible person.”

Captain America uses the badge to open the door to the hallway. The two of you enter a long, narrow, passage that you’re relieved to find is empty. Maybe he’s disabled all the guards already. You can only hope. You’re tired of fighting, of having to use your powers. All you want to do is curl up in a ball and fall asleep.

“Believe me, I’ve seen a lot of horrible people. You’re not one of them.”

It doesn’t make you feel any better. You close your eyes against the pounding in your head. “I said I hated him. I hurt him, really bad. Peter hates me now.” And I don’t blame him.

Down the hall. Around a corner. Another hall, another corner. In the stairwell, your breathing and footsteps echo off the walls. But these are the only sounds. No one is following the two of you. Others will be here soon, though. You’re certain the alarm’s already been reported to Ross, wherever that monster is.

A pained groan slips past your lips as Captain America carries you up, up the steps. As fatigued as you are, as undernourished, as wounded, your trembling seems to magnify with every new inch of ground the two of you gain. He opens the door to the landing pad, and you see the jet you’d helped to hijack sitting right in the middle of it.

It’s dark outside. Frigid air envelopes you, worse because you’re in thin prison clothes, with only a hoodie draped over your skinny frame. The cold sea breeze whips hair around your face, and, you think, slices at your skin. You huddle closer to Captain America, exhaustion glazing your moon-soaked features.

“Hold on,” Captain America says pleadingly, and you hear the worry in his voice as he practically sprints for the jet. “There’s a first aid kit in the jet. You’re going to be fine.”

Sam yanks the door closed as soon as the two of you are on the jet, strapped in and ready to go. Without a hitch, you’re shooting across the dark sky. Bucky turns, sympathy written in his eyes. He’s been through some horrible things, too. Wanda is curled up by Clint’s side, her face gaunt and her eyes closed. Scott’s already asleep, snoring like a jackhammer in the seat by the window.

“What if he hates me?” A sob escapes you, a testament to the still-fraying rope holding back your emotions. It won’t last much longer now. “Peter hates me, I hate me, I’m –”

(Y/n), do you want to know what I think?” Captain America asks kindly, kneeling down to look into your red-rimmed eyes, brimming with tears. He clasps your hands in his. It feels as though you’re holding the full blazing sun in your small palms, his so hot and yours so cold. “I have heard nothing but positives about Peter Parker. If this guy is as good a person as you seem to think he is, then I’m willing to bet he’ll forgive you when you apologize.”

Your chin trembles, a fresh round of tears threatening to fall. You lean forwards, pressing your face into his shoulder, and there is a sudden, hollow silence.

Red Wine and Malay (Bucky x Reader) - Valentine’s Day Special

Summary: Your usual girl’s night is cancelled last minute and you’re certain that it’s going to be the shittiest Valentine’s Day yet… That is, until Bucky realizes that the two of you are the only one’s left in the tower dateless  and that the feelings he’s harboured towards you for months now just might be reciprocated.

Words: 3500 - it’s a long one oh boY
Warnings: none

A/N: a little choppy bc i wrote it all today but HVD you guys and enjoy! <3

Originally posted by rozakuolema

You stared silently at the two girls in front of you, trying desperately to not let your disappointment show. But hiding your emotions from not only your closest friends but also the world’s greatest spy and a telepath is pretty much impossible, and within seconds both Nat and Wanda were letting out a whole new wave of apologies.

You sighed, shaking your head as you tried to interrupt them. “Guys,” you began. “guys. It’s okay. Go enjoy yourselves, I’ll be fine on my own. It’s just another Tuesday, right?”

They stopped trying to speak over one another, two guilty smiles beginning to appear on their faces before they moved forward to embraced you tightly.

Usually you would spend Valentine’s Day curled up on the couch with them, cheesy chick flicks playing on the large TV, a bottle or two of wine, Chinese take out, and copious amounts of ice cream and chocolate being shared amongst you. 

This year, however, the two of them were busy with their respective dates (Vision and Bruce, of course) and you found yourself spending Valentine’s Day for the very first time alone. But as Natasha pulled away from your body, you could practically see the light bulb go off above her head.

“What?” you asked her, amused by how obviously excited she was over her idea.

“You know who else probably doesn’t have a date tonight?” she asked slyly.
  
Your smile dropped and your face flushed red as you shook your head, knowing exactly who she was thinking of.

“Oh come on, Y/N!” she complained, “Why not?” 

Wanda stood by her side, looking just as curious.

“Because we’re friends!” you exclaimed. “That’s all he sees me as and I’m not about to spend Valentine’s Day with him like that.”

“We’re just friends and you usually spend it with us.” Wanda chimed in and you threw her a glare. “What? It’s true.”

“Yeah but you guys know how I feel about Bucky.” You argued, voice lowered despite your bedroom being empty.

“All the more reason to spend it with him, then.” And that was Natasha.

“No.” you insisted. “That’s like the ultimate friend zone, you guys. I’d rather spend it alone with a bottle of wine and bad TV than wallow in the self pity of being ‘just friends’ with Barnes.”

“You don’t know that. You could have a great time.” Wanda countered but you only shrugged, refusing to comment anymore.

The two of them sighed, knowing that the conversation was over.

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That Connection [3/?]

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Tech!Reader

Warning: Swearing, angst (come on guys it wouldn’t be me if there wasn’t a little drama in this) and umm sassy, witty, playful banter.

A/N: This is a spin off of Criminal Minds Penelope x Morgan relationship, only they end up together at the end. haha. There will only be like 5 or 6 parts to this at the most. Hope you enjoy, let me know if you want to be tagged.

You being the tech analysis for the Avengers, you’re at their call 24/7 specially when they take off on missions. You have a great relationship with the whole team, but the playful, witty banter you have with Steve is next level, your his favorite girl and he’s your blue eyed god. Little does he realize you’re harboring a deep, brooding love for him, now if only he returned the same feelings.

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“Okay you wake up now.” You pace at the foot of the hospital bed, your heels clicking under you with each short step. “I’m serious.” You shoot a look at the bed. Steve remains unmoved. “Rogers, you wake up or I swear I will be reduced to violence and you and I both know you clearly have had enough of that.” You stop, turning to look at him, foot tapping.

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Sparks Chapter 12

Originally posted by hopeinloveinfinity

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other characters from the avengers team

Word Count: 3.3K

Summary: Bucky teaches y/n how to ride a bike. Sam, Cho, Steve, Wanda, y/n, and Bucky play drinking games. A hungover y/n wakes up in Bucky’s arms. Cute friend stuff idk.

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendship and then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 40,000 words. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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REQUESTED - Light

Request: Hey, could you do a 20. “Hug me so I can Get warm.” and a 21. “You’re like a heater!” Steve Rogers X Reader? Pls? - Anon

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 2,446

Warning: FLUFF! Self-doubting, cursing (nothing new), Sexual Tesion(?)

(A/N): HELLO! Well, I’ve been wanting to make a Steve x Reader fic for a while now, and I’m hapPY SOMEBODY REQUESTED IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Btw, today (02.06.2017) will be the return of my classes and I can’t sleep and it is 1:38 A.M and I have to wake up fucking early like 6 a.m, please kill me. 


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Fucking Weather.” You cursed, trying to wrap yourself more in your thin layer of coat. “Fucking Nick Fury asking me to come in this fucking weather

You worked at the Avengers’s intelligence, and you still could not believe that on your day off, the day that you just wanted to be crawled under your cushions, sipping to tea and reading a good book, you couldn’t do those things. Nick Fury said that he needed you immediately, and you had been unlucky enough to be your laundry day and you hadn’t see that you putted your best coat in the middle of the dirty clothes.

“Wow, wow!” You gasped as you bumped into a massive chest; you felt hands on your shoulder as someone secured you, sparing you from falling to the cold ground.

“Sorry, Y/N, I didn’t see you there.” You raised your head only to find Captain America blushing and running his eyes through your body, searching for any bruises.

“So, I’m invisible? Are you saying that I’m not as important as you?” His eyes widened as he shook his head violently, making you bite a grin back; Trying to keep your best impression of as angry, sad person. “Are you telling me that the simple Y/N doesn’t deserve even been seen by the important Steve Rogers?!”

“God, no! Never!” You smirked and hugged your best friend, also, your ultimate crush.

“I’m kidding, Captain. Gosh, why are you so stressed out?” You giggled as he squeaked in surprise and outrage

“You were the one almost punching me, right now!”

“Sh, Rogers! Didn’t your mother taught you that is rude to scream at a lady?” You teased, knowing full well that he would be a perfect gentleman and shut the fuck up. Your heart was bagging hard against your chest by his warmth and by how close you were to his body.

“Lady? I see none.” He said in a sassy tone.

Ouch.

Your hands slipped slowly away from him, and taking a step back, you smiled trying to hide how that had hurt you. Of course fucking Captain America wouldn’t even see you as a woman. You knew that, but damn… It would still hurt! Especially when he would come to you to talk about other women and how to act around them or ask them out, since the times had changed.

Wanda and Natasha were always trying to get you to confess to him, but you knew that he was too much of a gent to say a ‘no’ to you, and you didn’t want him to feel like he needed to go on a date with you.

“Oh… huh… Fury called me so… I’ll go now.” He knew he had said something wrong and that it had hurted you, since you would always tell him that when you were younger, you hated be seen as “one of the guys”. It was just a punch in your already low self-steam.

“Y/N… I-I’m sorry! I-I’m didn’t meant to-”

“It’s okay! I know I’m not ladylike and pretty like the others, I know that. You don’t have to worry, I’m used to people telling me this kind of stuff” You laughed trying to ignore how you felt like crap

“No! Y-you’re-”

“I need to go, Steve.” Steve was surprised by your sad tone and that you called him by his name, you never do that. It would always be “Captain” “Cap” “Rogers” “Hottie” “Sweetie”; But never “Steve”.

“Shit!” He cursed, seeing you following your way with your hands inside your pockets and with your eyes on your boots. “Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!”

“That is a dirty mouth, Captain.” Bucky played as he got close to his friend “Nick is calling you to his office” Steve nodded and started to walk “Hey, you know what’s wrong with Y/N? She looked pretty sad when I met her at Fury’s office. She didn’t even tell me to go to hell when I told her I could make her forget you.” Steve huffed, sending Buck a cold glance

“Away from her, James.” Bucky smirked at his friend jealously

“Are you finally admitting you’re in love with her since you saw her last year delivering the Intel of Prague’s mission?” Steve choked while walking, being followed by The Winter Soldier

“I-I have no idea of what you are talking about!”

“Oh you don’t? So you wouldn’t mind if I asked her out on a romantic date that might end in a happy ending, would you?” He provoked, seeing Steve’s shoulders tense as he ended the sentence

“Okay, I like her! But she doesn’t… See me that way. Y/N can only see me as friend.” He sighed, and I just hurted her feelings and feel like a fucking scumbag, he thought while entering Nick’s office.

You were sitting in one of his chairs, away from everyone and with your arms crossed

“You should apologize.” Wanda whispered next to his ear, making him send her a worried gaze “And tell her what you feel, she’s been hurt enough. Don’t fuck everything even more.” She went to the sit next to you and Natasha glanced coldly at Steve, as if she knew exactly that he was the cause for you to be sad.

“Good everyone is finally here. Well, I just wanted to say that because of Y/N, we are finally able to finish the Prague’s mission. We’ve been working on it for years by now, and ever since she joined our team, we made huge advances. She found the last thing we needed on the last Intel we got. Because of that, we’ll make a make a celebration party tonight!” You rolled your eyes in anger

“You made me wake up early on my day off to warn me of a party?! Couldn’t you just send me a fucking email?” Bucky laughed at your words, if Steve didn’t like you, he would be totally all over you.

“Would you open it?” Fury looked at her with challenge all over his face, she sighed and closed her eyes

“You got the point.”

“Also, if you don’t appear, you’re fired.”

“NOW THAT IS JUST PLAY DIRTY, FURY!” He chuckled and nodded while you huffed and got up, walking towards the exit

“Don’t you want to know the information about the party?”

“Send me an email, like how you should have done in the first place.” You didn’t look into anyone’s eyes, cursing – mentally – Fury for throwing a party right when your self-steam was lying and crying on the ground.


You were late, and that worried Steve since you were never late, no matter what was the occasion. Hell, he thought that even if it were for your death, you would be in time!

“Don’t worry, Cap. She’ll come.” Natasha tried to calm him, hiding her grin when she imagined his reaction when you appeared. 

But she couldn’t when Steve spitted his drink when the elevator doors opened, revealing you with a killing dress and a killing make up.

“Is that Y/N?” Sam asked in surprise, of course everyone thought you were pretty, but Natasha made your make up and chose your dress and told you that the party would start two hours later than the actual time, so everyone would be amazed by her work.

Wanda smiled at her partner of crime by your side and said next to your ear

“Why won’t you get us some drinks?” You nodded, unaware of everyone’s attention on you, since you were too busy trying not to fall of your high heels.

You asked for two drinks on the bar, bowing over it, trying to release the pain of your feet.

“Look pal, if you don’t go there right now, I will.” Bucky said to his friend, his eyes on you. Steve took a deep breath and drank all of his drink, trying to gain courage, he looked at you and…

“I can’t.” Bucky groaned and gave a look to Natasha, she rolled her eyes and something grabbed her attention, making a smirk appear on her lips

“Oh, look at that. Isn’t that John from her department going to th-” And the Captain was marching right to you, she knew that Steve hated that guy since he heard him saying that he wanted to – in his own words – ‘fuck you until you couldn’t walk’. “Stupid.” She chuckled before taking a sip of her drink

“You’re looking amazing, Y/N.” Steve whispered at your ear, causing a shiver to walk down your spine and your breath turn sharp. He took the place at your side, winking at stupid John as he did.

“Oh, now you can see me as a lady?” You wanted to sound playful, but it ended looking too sad and bitter, so you giggled thinking it would minimize the damage, but hell, you didn’t have to! He hurted you again, you were done with it!

“About that… I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to-”

“You know what, Cap? I might not be the prettiest woman to walk on earth, or not be the most feminine or ladylike, but I AM a fucking woman. And like everyone else, I have feelings. But know what you did? You stepped on them, again!” He formed a gap with his lips, surprised that you snapped, since you were usually the kind of person that let people know they made something wrong by giving incredibly cold and sharp glances.

“What do you mean with-”

“With ‘again’, you ask? Well, you hurt me every time you go bug me when I’m working to ask me how to talk with other women! When you go and- and… And stare me with those amazing eyes and just ask me “How do I call a woman to a date?” “If I bring flowers to a woman, will she feel flattered like the old days?” God! You could have just stabbed me in the heart with a fucking blazing knife that it would be less painful and-”

Steve, with all his courage, he cutted your speech grabbing you by the waist with one hand and pulling you closer, his other hand stood on your cheek as he kissed you, unable to say anything.

First, you didn’t move, since you were too shocked to even blink.

Second, you still couldn’t move, but you felt like fireworks were being shot inside your chest.

Steve pulled away blushing, looking a little bit sad that you didn’t kiss him back

“I-I’m sorry, I just-”

“Shut up.” And then you passed your arms around his neck and pulled him back, kissing him with your might while he let out a sigh of relief and rounded your waist, almost lifting you from the ground.

You thought he had amazingly soft lips and you couldn’t be happier, the cheerful screams made you two separate smiling at each other and looking around, only to see that everyone were clapping because of you two.

“Finally!” Sam screamed laughing, Wanda smiled widely at the scene; she was getting tired of hearing both of you saying - and thinking - that one didn’t like the other as the one did.

You blushed, hiding your face in Steve’s chest as he laughed, hugging you and kissing the top of your head.

“Let’s go outside.” He whispered and you just nodded, holding his hand and dragging him to the porch, away from all the music and talk, you slipped away from him to watch the city from the protection grid, kicking your shoes to the side and breathing deeply. He watched you for a moment, how you were glowing and amazing with that small smile on the face.

He got closer, carefully standing by your side. Both of you watching different lights. You watched the city’s light while he, he watched you.

“Why?” You asked, finally looking at him. Steve thought that he could watch your eyes for days and days without getting tired.

“I… I like you, Y/N. I like you a lot, actually.” You felt something warming your chest. “But I always thought you didn’t like me back… That you only see me as your friend” He shrugged his shoulders while you smiled at his blushing cheeks

“I also like you, Steve. I really do.” The Captain sighed when he heard those words “Now, Hug me so I can Get warm.” He chuckled at your stretched arms and hugged you, closing his eyes and stroking your back while kissing your forehead “Gosh, You’re like a heater!” You purred, rising your head to face a happy Steve. You felt like melting under his gentle but firm touch, like you were the most precious thing that he had ever held.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N.” He whispered, brushing his lips on your cheek and as you closed your eyes, he kissed you gently, making you sigh.

“You told me this earlier.” Steve made a soft kissing trail to your jaw, whispering next to your ear

“I said that you looked amazing, now I’m telling that you are beautiful, and going to keep saying it. You’re beautiful.” You sighed one more time, feeling like your legs were turning into jelly

“How long have you been feeling this way?” He hugged you harder

“Since the first time I saw you in your sweater pants delivering the Prague’s Intel.” You chuckled; It was truth, that was one of those days you just wasn’t feeling all right, so sweater pants were the best thing to wear.

“Then, why did you kept asking me how to call woman on a date?” You mumbled, hiding your face in his warm chest

“First, I asked Natasha, since she knew you better. But she just told me to ask you.” You frowned your brows and looked at him again

“What?”

“Well, she actually almost screamed at my face “Just ask her!”. So I did, but well, I didn’t had the courage to call you after you tell me how to call someone on a date.” You choked with a laugh, he looked at you confused and damn, that was cute!

“Steve, if that wasn’t the cutest thing ever, I would call you dumb.” You chuckled, hugging his waist “She meant for you to ask me on a date, not to ask me how to call me on a date.” He made a gap with his mouth and you got back to laugh loudly at his blushed cheek

“Well, she wasn’t very specific in her words.” You bit back a grin and stood on your toes to kiss him again, pulling this bottom lip with your teeth, hearing him moan slightly, you smirked at his darkened eyes, whispering over his lips:

“Do I need to be specific on mine?”


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Better Than Before

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AN:This was supposed to be posted damn near 2 weeks ago but  so many distractions the Kingsman trailer eggsy my love and my favorite video game getting an update and school to a much lesser degree than the first 2. also my laptop hates Buckys name now so that great and I still suck at endings and titles and writing in general 

 The first part A year and Six Months

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Friday afternoon to Sunday night Bucky isn’t an Avenger he is a dad with a daughter. A daughter that loves piggy back rides and stories before bed. A daughter who hates apples but loves carrots more than any bunny rabbit in the world.

“Daddy!!” The now 2 and a half year old screeches in a fit of giggles as Bucky chases behind her. Her tiny legs carrying her as fast and as far as they can away from him.

It had been a long almost 2 years for you and Bucky after being away for so long it was a little weird in the beginning. He was insistent that you stay for longer than the few days you had intended so he could get to know everything he had missed out on in the year and 6 months you had been away. He was more then happy to take care of all the diapers Jamie had while you were there “A few poopy diapers is nothing compared to what you’ve had to deal with.” and any late night feeding he was more than ready to jump up and go get a bottle.

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Gone - Part 2

As soon as the words leave your mouth you can feel yourself start to panic, you feel everything start to close in, the sidewalk is too loud and strangers too close. You haven’t even realized that you had hit the SOS button on your watch until a car pulls up in front of you and Natasha steps out.

“Птица? What’s wrong?” She grabs your upper arms and locked eyes with you, “Breathe, Y/N, take deep breaths, inhale deeply, hold it, good, not exhale, slowly, breathe with me”

It took a few minutes but eventually you manage to calm down enough to get into the car. “Thank you for coming” you whisper.

You reach out and lay a hand on Tasha’s arm, needing some kind of contact to keep you grounded, to keep you from falling back into a panic.

“What happened back there?”

“I’d rather tell everyone at the same time, I don’t know if I can say it more than that” you murmur, curling up in the car seat.

In the years that you had been with Bucky you had become close to the other Avengers, becoming almost like a Den Mother to everyone else. You were the one who managed to help Steve and Bucky learn that there was nothing wrong with getting seconds, or even thirds. You were the one who dragged Tony and Bruce out of the labs to eat, sleep, and bathe. You loved making sure everyone was taken care of.

After about 30 minutes in New York traffic Tasha was pulling into Avenger’s Tower. Steve and Tony were already waiting in the garage for you two to get back. Steve and Tony each take one of your arms, giving you concerned glances when they see your red eyes. The two lead you up to the common room, where everyone else is waiting.

“I thought you were supposed to be eating lunch with Robocop this afternoon” Tiny said, sitting down next to you on the couch.

You flinch at Bucky’s nickname, “Yeah, we had lunch, and after we finished eating, he-he broke up with m-me, he said that he didn’t’ want to be with me anymore” suddenly the tears that you had been holding back since the café started pouring down your face.

Steve draws you into a tight hug, the super-soldier cradling you gently in his arms as he lets you sob into his shoulder.

“Hush now, doll, it’s alright. Bucky wouldn’t just do something like that, he has to have a reason” Steve whispers, rocking you gently.

You take a deep breath and attempt to stop crying, “That’s not even the worst part” you sniffle and wipe your eyes.

“What else happened?” Bruce asked, he crouched down in front of you, taking one of your hands in his. The others lean in, offering silent support.

You look down into your lap, unable to meet anyone’s eyes, “I’m pregnant, and Bucky’s the father”

After the initial shock, Bruce and Tony take you down to the lab to run a few tests of their own, confirming your pregnancy. After the tests were done you quietly told them that you hadn’t told Bucky about the baby. Everyone agreed to keep your secret, and Steve suggested, more like ordered, you to go to bed, claiming that the emotional trauma had taken its toll on you.

You wrap Steve in a quick hug, “Thank you”

He hugs you back, gently pulling away and holding you by your shoulders, “You know that if you want to keep this a secret you can’t stay in the tower”

Tony piped up from across the lab, “I have houses all over the world if you want to use one of those!”

You nod quietly, “Thank you, Tony, but do you mind if I take a little while to think? I’m gonna need to get all of my stuff from Bucky’s floor, but I don’t really think I can face him …”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll call Thor, the two of us will move everything into the spare room on your floor while you get some sleep” Steve reassured, he gently rubbed your shoulders.

You smile and squeeze Steve’s hand and leave the cave. Tasha is sitting on your bed by the time you get up to your floor.

“Are you going to leave the Avenger’s once the baby comes?” She asked, watching as you start to get ready for bed.

You lean over and press a kiss to Tasha’s forehead, “And leave you with all of these boys?! Never! You’re my family, Tasha, everyone here is. I’d never leave you, as long as you don’t mind me being here with a baby …”

Tasha gave you a small smile, “Only as long as you let me babysit the little one, I supposed I can allow you to stay”

“I’ll need your help protecting the baby. Bucky and I both have the serum in us, so I don’t know if that will affect the baby. Whether is does or not, this child will have a target on its back. I can’t protect him on my own”

“Him?”

You smirk, “Just a feeling I have”

Natasha crouches down so she is eye level with your stomach, “I will be the best aunt possible to you, little bird. No one will ever hurt you.”

You can feel tears well up in your eyes, and you pull Natasha into a hug, “Thanks, Tasha”

“I’ll oversee the moving of your things, make sure no one breaks anything and don’t leave anything behind. Sleep now”

“Goodnight, Tasha” Once she leave you lay down and pull up your shirt, “You are going to be the most loved and well protected baby in the whole world. Your Uncles and Aunt will make sure that you want for nothing.”

By the time you wake up the next day, it’s almost time for lunch. You stumble out to the kitchen to find Steve, Clint, and Natasha already there. You inhale the delicious scent of coffee.

“I can’t have coffee anymore” you moan, plopping down at the dining room table.

“No, caffeine is bad for pregnant women. I was doing to research last night. A lot of people said that citrus tea is a good substitute, so JARVIS ordered some last night”

“Thanks, Stevie” you mumble, taking the cup, “I’m really gonna miss coffee”

“Don’t worry, Y/N! I’ll drink your coffee for you” Clint chuckles, taking a huge sip of sugared up coffee.

“Thanks, Clint, I really appreciate that” you say dryly, giving Clint an unimpressed look. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Tony’s compiling a list of properties, Bruce is looking into doctors for you and the baby, Sam had to work, Phil was called into SHIELD late last night, Bucky still hasn’t come back to the tower, and I don’t know where Wanda and Vision are”

You nod quietly and start talking to the other about what you plan to do about hiding your pregnancy. By the end of your conversation you’ve decided what you’re going to do.

Everyone gathers in the common room a few hours later, around lunch, even Thor is there. As soon as he sees you, Thor rushes forward, pulling you into a tight bear hug. Natasha is quick to follow, snapping at Thor, “Be careful! You might hurt the baby”

Thor lets out a booming laugh but set you gently on your feet, “Congratulations on your pregnancy, Little Bird. I am saddened to hear that James does not share your enthusiasm”

“He doesn’t know about the baby, Thor, and I want to keep it that way. He didn’t want to be with me, and I won’t tie him to me with a baby”

Thor nods solemnly, “Of course”

Natasha levels serious eyes on you, “Have you decided what you’re going to do?”

You nod, “Yeah, if Tony doesn’t mind” you pause, shifting from one foot to the other, “I’d like to live in one of your houses in Europe. Bucky wouldn’t expect me to leave the country, so that’s exactly what I want to do”

Tony nods, waving his hand, “Of course! You can use as many houses as you want. You can take one of my quinjets, and one of the suits with you”

Natasha marches over until she stands in front of Phil, who’s been quiet so far, with he hands on her hips. “Y/N will need protection, I will be going with her. This pregnancy has never been recorded, there might be complications, and I do not want her to be alone”

Thor’s booming laugh echoes around the room, “Son of Coul would not dare earn your scorn, Lady Natasha! I would also like to accompany Y/N on her journey.”

You give Thor a shove, note even moving him, “I don’t want to leave the Avengers without back-up. What if something happens!?”

“I can be anywhere on Midgard within moments, and Natasha will not take no for an answer. It would be best to allow her to accompany you”

Steve steps forward, throwing his arm across your shoulder, “Don’t worry about us. Sam and Rhodey agreed to move into the tower while you and Tasha are away. If anything happens JARVIS will be able to let you know”

Indeed, Ms. Y/N. All of Sir’s properties are equipped to support my technology

“Thanks JARVIS, that actually makes me feel a lot better.”

“Will you be returning to the tower after the baby is born? And will you be rejoining the Avengers?” Phil asks.

“I’d like to come back, and I’d like to still be an Avenger. I understand if you would rather I not live here though. I won’t be easy raising a child …”

“A babe is a most precious gift, something to be treasured and loved” Thor murmurs

Tony rolls his eyes, “I would be upset if you didn’t come back! How an I going to prove that I’m a better Uncle than Bird Brain over there, if you don’t come back?!”

Clint snorts, “No way in hell will you be a better uncle”

“Neither of you will be the favorite, that will obviously be me!” Steve calls out as he walks into the kitchen, “I mean wat kid wouldn’t love to have Captain America as an uncle?!”

“You may be Captain America, Steven, however, I am a god!” Thor shouts

Lunch dissolves into everyone shouting why they would be a better uncle. Natasha sits next to you and smirks, already knowing that she’s going to be the coolest out of everyone

Two days later you are waving at everyone as the ramp of the quinjet. You flop into the seat, Thor is across from you, and Tasha is ready to fly the jet.

“Last chance guys, once we take off you’re stuck with me for the next 9 months”

“My comrade may have abandoned you, Y/N, but I intend to stay with you until the child is born, and then after”

“I as well do not wish to leave you in such a delicate state” Thor reached across the aisle and placed a hand on your knee, “Do not doubt your worth to us, Little Bird. We will not leave you unprotected, ever”

You give Thor a soft smile, and a quiet “Thank you”

Turning you look out the window and watch as Avengers tower gets smaller and smaller on the horizon. Soon enough it’s gone, just like you.

The Forgotten One- Part 2


The Forgotten One

PART 2

Ok this was supposed to be 2 parts but it is going to have to be 3 because I am a wordy bitch and I’m already up to 2900

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Steve couldn’t sleep. He tossed and he turned thinking over the words Bucky had said. Had he really broken (Y/N)’s heart? They were friends and he hadn’t wanted to complicate that so when she had asked him out on a date he had just told her he didn’t have time. He thought back over all the years he had known her and little things stuck out in his mind. When she went to the store she would always bring his favorite foods, but she did that for everyone. She made sure his paperwork was in order when he was too tired from a mission to do it himself. And on missions he didn’t know how many times she had thrown a forcefield around him to keep him from getting hit.

They worked so well together, Steve thought, then his mind went to other things besides work. The pool party that Tony had thrown for Steve’s birthday and how he had sat on a lounge chair after dark with (Y/N) on his lap as they watched fireworks. The night of her birthday when she had gotten tipsy and giggled at everything anyone said, she had looked so cute. The night she had been sitting in the hospital with him after Bucky pulled him from the river and promised him that no matter what she would make sure they brought Bucky home.

Hearing someone walk down the hall at around 6 a.m. Steve sighed and decided he might as well get up. He could go to the training facility T’challa had set up for them and talk to (Y/N) at breakfast. She never got up before 9 if she could help it and since coming to Wakanda sometimes it was closer to 11. The thought of her silly habits made Steve smile as he dressed in workout clothes and running shoes and left his room. Pausing only a moment he tried to imagine his life without (Y/N) and it was a blank. Oh shit, he thought…I think I love her.

(Y/N) got up at 5:30, dressed in jeans and an old t-shirt she had gotten at a concert years ago and threw her hair up in a messy bun. She spent the whole time dressing telling Wanda and Natasha that no she would not rethink it and stay, and yes she would contact them when she figured out where she was going. With mutual tears they all hugged and then (Y/N) started off down the hall with her oversized duffel bag to say her goodbyes.

First she thanked T’challa for his hospitality and was reassured she was welcome back any time.

Next she went to Scott’s room and told him that she would miss his sense of humor and he told her she was a good kid and hugged her even though they had know each other such a short time.

Her next destination was Sam. He was sleeping heavily but once she got him to wake up he hugged her, kissed her cheek and begged her not to leave him to deal with Grandpas Incorporated all alone which made her laugh even as tears slid down her cheeks.

Finally (Y/N) came to Bucky’s room. She knocked gently and peeked in the door to see him sitting on the small love seat tying his shoes. He looked startled to see her in his room but when she explained she would be leaving and wanted to say goodbye he looked almost lost. Standing swiftly Bucky embraced her and told her he’d miss her and (Y/N) told him she would see him again someday, but Bucky didn’t look convinced. As she was walking out the door he said “Did you say goodbye to Steve?”

(Y/N) looked down quickly biting her lip and answered “No”.

Bucky sighed and said “You should at least say something.” in that soft gravelly tone and (Y/N) decided she would say goodbye. They had been friends for a long time.

“Thank you Buck” she said as she left the room and headed down the hall toward Steve’s room but when she knocked there was no answer and when she opened the door he was not there. Thinking he must be training she took a pen and a piece of paper off his desk and wrote him a note, leaving it on his bed. It was only three words: I’ll miss you

When Steve turned up at breakfast no one was talking, that in and of itself was unusual but Wanda’s face had tear tracks, Nat looked ready to murder someone and all the guys were sitting quietly. Bucky didn’t even look up from his plate when Steve entered the room.

“What is going on with all of you?” he asked, still feeling pretty good about telling (Y/N) what he had realized this morning. Nat looked at him and left the room, Wanda began to sob, Scott and Sam glanced at each other sadly, Bucky seemed to sink further into his chair as T’challa spoke softly “Miss (Y/N)’s departure has saddened us all.”

“Departure?” Steve asked incredulously. “Where did she go?”

Bucky spoke up this time saying “Didn’t she come to your room this morning? She said she was going to right when she left mine.”

“What the hell was she doing in your room?” Steve asked feeling a stir of jealousy at the thought that maybe that was why she wasn’t in her room last night but that was put to rest when Sam spoke up and said “She came to all of our rooms this morning to say goodbye, man.”

“What time was this?”

“She left her room with me and Nat around 6” Wanda said dabbing at her eyes.

Steve sat there shocked. That’s who he heard moving around so early. She had been right there and he had walked down to the gym without even seeing her. Glancing back at Wanda he asked again, “Where did she go?”

Wanda just shook her head and T’challa answered “We do not know where she was heading and as soon as she got to cruising altitude she enabled the jet’s stealth technology so we have no way to track her.”

“Did she leave because of me?” Steve asked not sounding at all like himself, almost dazed and afraid.

Wanda just nodded and ran from the room. Steve stood up and headed toward his own room to take a shower and come up with a plan of action. He was going to get (Y/N) back no matter what it took. When he found the note sitting on his bed Steve Rogers, Captain America cried.

The first thing (Y/N) did when she got in the air was pull out the emergency satellite phone and call Nick Fury. He told her to give him 24 hours and he would have a safe house set up for her and asked her where she wanted to go. Thinking only for a moment she named a town in rural Virginia where she had visited a horse farm when she was a child. Nick told her to lay low and he would call her back with the coordinates when he had some and he would make sure she had a barn to hide the quinjet.

“And can you get me a truck?” (Y/N) asked and Fury replied “Black or red?”

“Definitely black. I love you, Nick.” (Y/N) laughed a little and felt some of the weight of her early morning goodbyes ease.

“I love your crazy ass too (Y/N)” Nick Fury replied then added an amused, “But I’ll deny it if you repeat that to anyone.”

Time skip to settling in on the farm

(Y/N) took a look around the huge farm house that Nick Fury had somehow arranged for her and sighed. You hadn’t been alone for a very long time but this was good, right? Some space to get your head on straight and breath. You decided that since the house was beautifully furnished you’d take the gleaming black Dodge Ram truck that had been furnished and go to the grocery store. No worries that anyone would recognize you due to being able to blur your features using your powers.

That had actually come in really handy so many times before but it hadn’t worked when the team had split apart at the airport. Tony and his biometric body heat scanner he had installed in his suit just for situations where you weren’t visible.

Thinking of Tony made you sigh. You would miss him so much. Even with his sharp tongue and careless attitude he was one of the most caring people underneath it all. He always wanted to save everyone…like Steve.

Ok that’s enough of that you thought and grabbed the keys off the kitchen table making your way to the door. Time to get some food and make a (very short) call to tell Natasha you were fine. A call that went something like this:

“Hey Nat!”

“(Y/N)!!! Where the hell are you? You promised you would let me know where you are”, Natasha sounded odd

“I’m in Virginia,” you said, leaving it vague knowing it was a matter of time before she found you anyway. “There’s a farm and I think I’m going to get a dog.”

“(Y/N) you need to come back. Steve freaked out when you left and he wants you to come back.” Nat said, making your heart leap, then continued “He is searching for you. (Y/N) he’s serious about this. He called Tony. Tony told him off then offered to help him find you”

“Nat, it doesn’t matter if they find me. If they wanted to all they had to do was ask Fury. He knows exactly where I am. But I’m not coming back either way. I love you guys and I will miss you but I am tired of being the one who takes care of him, who always has his back and does everything in her power to make him smile when all he does is lead me on and forget about me the minute something better comes along. I’ll send you a postcard, and tell Wanda I miss her.” you say sadly and hear Natasha screech your name as you disconnect the call.

Walking into the grocery store you prepared yourself by pulling your baseball cap low and used your power to blur your features knowing not even a security camera could pick up on your face. You picked up essentials and then taking a deep breath you started loading your cart with things the team liked. Sam’s cookies, Wanda favorite chips, the beer Scott always bought, Nat’s yogurt and some ribs and hamburger for a cookout. You estimated they would be here in about 3 days since you had told Nat to call Fury.

Loading all your groceries you made a big decision. Before going home you stopped at the local animal shelter and adopted the cutest great dane puppy, all big paws and fumbly run and a 1 year old black cat because he seemed sad in his cage and the shelter attendant told you that no one would adopt him because he was black and they were going to have to put him down.

As you loaded them in the truck you thought you should get Tony to make a donation to the shelter to convert it to a no kill shelter, or you were going to have a lot more pets soon.

Taking your new pets home you tried to think of names for them and decided on Jinx for the cat because of the silly superstition and Bubba for the puppy because he was so bubbly and happy he made you laugh with his silly antics.

Once you got the pet supplies sorted and the food put away you took Bubba for a walk as Jinx curled up in a spot of sunshine in the living room.     

Time skip 3 days later

You heard them before they even got close to the farm. Tony was not the most subtle man on Earth. You heard the deep rumble of the jet engines a mile away and the metallic clank of Tony’s suit landing on the front lawn. Sighing you started taking the ribs and hamburgers off the grill in the backyard, hearing excited yaps from Bubba as he greeted the guests in the house. Walking through the back door you stopped to admire your friends as they played with the puppy, not noticing you yet.

“Hey guys” you said as you sat the food on the counter. “Dinner’s ready.”

Everyone turned, stunned. Then chaos ensued as Wanda and Natasha tackled you in a hug as if it were years since they saw you instead of barely a week, only be shoved aside by Tony who lifted you off the floor. Bucky gave you a smiling wave and Sam and Scott cracked jokes about you being a runaway. Last you turned toward Steve with a quiet “Hey” not approaching him at all. He looked hurt that you didn’t rush to hug him as you normally would.

“So let’s eat” you said and everyone started grabbing plates as you and Wanda took side dishes out of the fridge and set out toppings for the hamburgers.

After everyone was seated Scott spoke up and asked around a mouth full of ribs “Where do you get this barbeque sauce? It is amazing!”

You didn’t even need to answer as Steve did it for you, “She makes it. It really is the best.” He smiled over at you and your heart twisted a little, noticing he looked tired. You glanced away quickly and caught Wanda’s eye where she smirked.

“So since no one is going to address the elephant in the room,” Tony said in his usual grandiose manner, “I guess I will have to do it.What the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking I needed to get a life Tony.” you replied through gritted teeth. Getting up from the table you snapped the leash on Bubba and headed out the back door, making a break for the trail in the woods where he liked to walk. You had left to avoid tension and now you felt like you were going to break if you had to listen to them question your choices for one more minute.

Little did you know as soon as you walked out Steve popped out of his chair to follow, only stopping long enough to rinse the barbeque sauce off his hands, and Wanda and Natasha started to berate Tony for upsetting you.

You walked talking softly to Bubba in the cool shadowy woods when you heard Steve calling your name and running behind you. You reluctantly stopped and turned, Bubba growing excited as Steve got closer and you muttered “Traitor” as he leapt at the super soldier when he got within range.

“We need to talk,” Steve said as he kneeled down to pick Bubba up.

“About what?” you asked trying to ignore how sexy he looked holding your puppy so gently against that broad chest.

“Why didn’t you tell me how you felt?” Steve asked, blushing slightly

“What do you mean? Why would I have told you when I’m not important to you? So you could reject me even more and I could continue being at your beck and call while you are off freaking kissing Sharon-fucking-Carter. Which was the most awkward kiss I’ve ever seen in my life by the way.” You huffed and turned away from Steve, missing the grin that appeared on his face.

“You’re jealous,” he said and you heard the amusement in his tone and almost smacked him.

“Of course I’m jealous you idiot. I love you and you treat me like I’m not even there most of the time. The last few months I have done everything I could to help you, I followed you all over the world,I fought my friends to help you and Bucky escape, I got locked in a damn cell under 24 sedation so that they were sure I couldn’t get out and I have held yours and Bucky’s hand when you’re overwhelmed by nightmares.” By the time you finished you had tears in your eyes.

Setting Bubba on the ground lightly but still holding his leash Steve did something you never saw coming. He grabbed your hand and pulled you into his chest crashing his lips to yours. There was no awkwardness, no hesitation and as he wrapped one arm around your waist you sighed and leaned closer to him, hands locking behind his neck.

“I love you” he whispered as he pulled away slightly to look at you.  

You stood there stunned. How in the world could you believe him considering just last week he treated you like a buddy.

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Assist Me (Part 5)

Summary: With little to no experience and no approval, you are secretly trained to be an Avenger.

Word Count: 1757

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: angst, cliffhanger

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Originally posted by caps-bucky

“You what?”

“I did,” Bucky rolled his eyes back in content. The memory of last night was fresh in his mind, and he wish he could relive the moment a million more times.

“I knew she liked you. It was so obvious,” Sam sneered.

“How?” Bucky was ecstatic to hear what Sam had to say. Although Sam proposed that you had liked him all this time, he still wanted to know what made him think so.

Sam stood up, grabbing a water bottle from the top his dresser. “She tried to act like she was uninterested whenever you were around. When you spoke, she had this small shy smile that she only got with you. I can’t read people that well but to me she was an open book. Definitely wears her heart on her sleeve.”

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Stronghold- Loki x Reader(f) x Steve    Chapter 14

Authors Notes: THIS IS IT!! This is the end. I may do an epilogue if you guys want one but really this concludes the story. I hope you guys liked it as much as i did writing it! Thank you, thank you, thank you for all of your likes, reblogs, comments, and reviews. It means the world to me!!

An extra special shout out to @hymnofthevalkyries for being so patient with me as my Beta on this series. If any of you aren’t following her I recommend you remedy that quick!! Thank you so, so, so, so much Momma V. I don’t know what I would have done with out you!!

Notes/ Warnings: Anxiety, fear, self depreciation, and a crap ton of fluff thrown in between! 

Originally posted by yikesevans

Steve paced outside (Y/N)’s room with Wanda and Bucky standing by.

 “Tell me you can fix this.” Steve muttered to Wanda without looking at her. His nerves were wired. He couldn’t sit still and his heart was slamming in his chest. He wanted to go to Asgard and rip Loki’s heart from his chest, surely then this would be over.

 “I have an idea but I’m not sure she’s going to like it.” Wanda confessed. She looked down at her shoes, feeling as if she was never going to be truly helpful to this team. Bucky, who was standing close to her against the wall, reached over and weaved his metal fingers into her delicate ones. She didn’t react, knowing that neither of them would want Steve’s attention drawn to it, but she was thankful for his silent gesture of comfort.

 “I don’t care.” Steve grabbed the door handle and looked back at them. They quickly let go of each other and straightened under his gaze. “Tell her and convince her to do it. She can’t live like this.”

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Ride With Me (Part 7)

PAIRING: readerxbuckybarnes au

WORD COUNT: 2.5

WARNINGS:  light swearing and a bit of angst

*(Y/N) and Bucky arrive at the hospital to hear Pietro’s fate and discuss their future. 

PART 7 IS HERE PEOPLE!!!! As always the feed back to this AU has been phenomenal I’m so overwhelmed, you guys are the best! Feed back is greatly appreciated! 

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GIFS NOT MINE

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Originally posted by sebastiansource

You burst through the hospital doors like a woman possessed, Bucky was hot on your tail as you both stormed down the hallway to the waiting room. You were sure you had startled a few nurses as the two of you flew down the corridor. You tried to ignore the burning smell of disinfectant, rounding the corner you were met with your friends all gathered around. You’re eyes sort out Steve and Sam first, they didn’t look too bad. Steve was sporting an impressive scrape on his cheekbone and had his left arm in a sling. Sam was sat on a plastic chair his right pant leg was stained with blood and he had a deep gash that had been stitched on his forehead. Sharon was sat next to him holding an icepack to his head, a brunette woman stood next to Steve her hand running up and down his arm. So that must be Peggy you mentally added the face to the name. The two of them were conversing with a dark haired man you didn’t recognise, they all looked up at you both but your attention was on the two women sat in the corner. Natasha’s gave you a sad smile shaking her head slightly as she rubbed the younger girls back in comfort.

“Wanda” you breathed, the brunette looked up to you, her eyes red and irritated. Letting out a pained sob wiping her cheek Wanda stood and stumbled to you. You instantly wrapped your arms around her as she buried her face in the crook of you neck sobbing softly.

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Old Friends (3/?)

Summary:

  y/n and Sam Wilson have been neighbors since she moved to NewYork . When Sam started being an avenger they drifted, just random texts or calls . That was until the events between Steve, Bucky and Tony.  Things are all cleared now, everyone is back at the tower and/or avengers facility, including Bucky. But what happens when the reader shows up at the facility looking for Sam?  

Warnings: Swearing, sexual tension, a little bit of drama

Pairings: Sam WIlson x Reader, Bucky Barnes x  Reader, Avengers x Reader

1 Week Later…

    “I seriously didn’t think dress shopping would be so stressful.” You sit down on one of the chairs placed next to the fitting room in the store Natasha and Wanda dragged you into. Wanda comes up next to you and lays a hand on your shoulder, “Come on y/n, it’s not that bad! Besides, you can’t even complain; Tony is paying for your dress, so enjoy it!” You look up and see her smiling down at you and a smile appears on your face as well. Damn it Wanda, why are you so adorable?

  It’s been a week since Tony announced that he was was throwing what he referred to as your “Welcome Party” (Sam told you that Stark just loves looking for reasons to throw giant parties). Tony made it a black tie event and you’re really excited. Well you were, before the stress of dress shopping took over. You took a deep breath and stood up from the chair, heading towards a rack of dresses you hadn’t looked at yet. As you are flipping through the dresses, you hear Nat call you from the other side of the store.

  “Y/n come here, I think we found one you might like!” Oh no, please don’t have ruffles like the last one. Nat and Wanda have great taste, there was just a couple dresses that were weird and you  wondered why people would ever buy them. You stroll over to the girls ready to hate the dress, but to when you saw it, you couldn’t stop staring at it . It was a long, black lace dress. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline, and looked very form fitting. I love it. Oh my Gosh I love it, but what if it doesn’t look right?

  No one says anything, so you take the dress from Natasha and make your way to the fitting room. You can hear Nat and Wanda outside your room. They already have their dresses picked out back at the tower, this shopping trip with them is all about you. Not that you hate that, but it just makes you feel weird. It has been awhile since you’ve been close friends with other girls. You don’t consider the girls you talk to at work friends, you’ve only went out with them a couple times when you and Sam weren’t talking. And those couple times were okay, but they were nothing compared to being with your best friend back in your hometown. Maybe it’s time for a trip home… the sound of Wanda calling your name knocks you out of your thoughts.

  “Y/n, did you put it on yet? We want to see it!”

  “No. Hold on, Wanda!”

   You unzip the dress and step into it. You start pulling it up your body until it reaches the top of your chest, you turn around to zip it back up and close your eyes. Breathe. You turn back around and look in the mirror. Well damn. The dress fits perfectly. You smooth your hands down the body of the dress. It hugs all your curves right, and even makes your breasts look pretty damn hot. You twirl around to see how the back looks, and it’s even better. The back of the dress dips down to your lower back, and it outlines the shape of your ass perfectly. Thank God for squats. You can feel yourself starting to smile like an idiot. You’ve never felt this honest to God beautiful in a dress before. You whip the fitting room door open and strut out in front of Wanda and Nat.

   “Well guys, you found the perfect dress!” You smiled and twirled yourself again for you friends. When you turn back to face them, they both have huge smiles and Wanda is clapping.

  “OH MY GOD Y/N! It’s perfect! Barnes is going to lose it!” Her and Natasha start giggling and you just tilt your head to the side from your confusion.

   “Whoa whoa whoa! Who said anything about Bucky, guys?” You are genuinely confused as to why they would think that. Do they all think I have a thing for Buck? He’s the one that’s all over me, I just like fucking with him! Great.

  “Will you calm down? We all see the way that he looks at you y/n. And the flirting, it’s disgusting. Just put the man out of his misery and do something!” You shoot Nat a death glare and go back into the fitting room. You hear Nat’s phone go off and 20 seconds later you hear her curse under her breath.

  “Who ya talking to, Nattie?” you ask as you walk out. Natasha has a hard look on her face and Wanda’s face almost looks identical.

  “What’s wrong?”  Oh no, what could have happened? I wonder if the boys got back okay from their mission…? Five million different and horrible scenarios play in your head about what could be wrong, but then you hear Wanda.

  “Y/n, everyone is fine, calm down.” You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Nat grabs her purse and your dress from you and walks straight to the checkout. You give Wanda a confused look and she just shakes her head and follows behind Natasha. When you all got in the car its silent at first, until Natasha finally talks.

  “It appears there are going to be a few… special guests at Tony’s party tomorrow night.”  She looks over at Wanda and you follow her gaze. Wanda is sitting in the front seat with her forehead pressed against the car’s window.  Why does she look so upset?

“Okay, and who exactly are these special guests, and why is it making you and Wanda so upset?”

  Natasha sighs and takes a minute before she answers. “The Secretary of State, Ross, and some of his employees.”  How did you know that name? It sounds so familiar…OH SHIT.

  “Please tell me it’s not the same man that started the Accord fiasco, and put our friends in a floating fucking jail?” Now you were mad. Why would Tony even invite him?

“Tony thought it would be a good idea for Ross to see everyone behaving, but I’m not too fond of the idea either, y/n.” Natasha’s voice is cold, but not angry.

  “No one is going to be fond of this idea, Natasha.” Wanda’s voice surprises you; it was such a harsh tone. You have never heard her like this before. But can I blame her? This man put her in a floating prison and muzzled her. What a dickbag. He better hope he doesn’t cross my path tomorrow night. The rest of the car ride is silent, but your worries about tomorrow swirling around your mind couldn’t be any louder.

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The Next Day…

   You spend the entire next day with Wanda and Natasha. The day flew by while you were doing each other’s hair and makeup, and you spent the day trying to prepare for the worst in case anything happened with Ross. You didn’t see any of the guys all day. Hmm I wonder if they got back from the mission alright?

  “They are fine y/n, hurry up. We’re ready!” she hollered from the other room. Damn, I forgot she can hear my thoughts. Stupid Wanda. You hear her laughing from the other room, she must have heard that, too.  You turn to the mirror and take one final look at yourself before you go to the party. Wanda had ended up putting your hair in a low, messy bun. And Nat did your makeup perfectly; she gave you the perfect winged eyeliner, a little lip gloss, and some blush. You all got dressed at the same time and you can’t wait to see their dress on them!  Well, this is it. You walk out of the room you were in, you see Wanda and Nat and your mouth falls open. Well hot damn.

  “YOU GUYS LOOK INCREDIBLE.” You couldn’t help but shout. They look like models! Nat had straightened her hair, with a light smokey eye as her makeup. Her dress was black, long sleeved, and flowy. It was a little higher than her knee, and had mesh strips at her neckline and towards the bottom. She winks at you and walks past you towards the elevator. Wanda was standing there, blushing and fidgeting with her fingers.

  “Do you think this looks okay, y/n?” she asked. She was fidgeting with her fingers, so you grab her hands in yours.

  “Wanda you look beautiful!” She had her hair down in big curls, and a little eyeliner on. She smiled at you and you twirl your finger around signaling her to spin so you could see the full dress. When she did, you are even more amazed. Her dress was perfect for her. It had thin straps that crossed on her back. The dress was a deep red with a narrow plunging neckline. The hemline was high-low and showed off her red heels. Overall, she was just a picture of absolute beauty; they both were. The three of you get into the elevator and click the highest floor, or as Nat called it ‘Tony’s party floor’. Geez, does Tony have a floor for everything?

  The elevator let you guys out into a small hallway and you all step out. Wanda and Nat start walking towards the opening at the end of the hall. You can already see the bar as you start walking with them and enter the room. Holy Hell, Tony. The room was enormous. You have never seen ceilings this tall, and the decorations are beautiful. One of the walls is only made up of a single pane of glass, looking out onto a balcony that is lit with little silver lights. You are so distracted looking around at all the people and decorations, you aren’t even aware of Tony walking up to you or the girls walking to the bar.

   “Well well, you look absolutely stunning, Y/n.” You turn and smile at Tony and pull him by his jacket into a hug.

  “Why thank you Tony, you clean up pretty well yourself.” He smiles and hugs you tighter. When he lets go, you look around the room and notice there are a lot of people looking your way. You nervously smooth down your dress and look for the girls or Sam. You find Sam first; he’s across the room talking to Tony’s friend, Rhodey. He waves you over and you awkwardly make your way through the crowd over to him. You walk up and Sam whistles.

 "Well damn Y/n, that dress should be illegal.“ Sam wiggles his eyes and winks at you. You roll your eyes and hug him and then Rhodey. So far everything seems to be okay. You make your way around and find Thor and Steve talking to Tony, and then you see Nat with Clint, Wanda and Vision. Aw, a cute double date. Too bad Clint has to be married. Way to ruin it, Papa Bird.  You saw Wanda laugh and knew she heard your thoughts. You wave to all of them and continue on you way to the bar. On the way there, people keep complimenting your dress and you can’t help but blush. You finally make your way to the bar and ask for a double whiskey. As you’re waiting for you drink, you feel a hand slink its way around your waist. You whip around and see Bucky standing next to you with a giant smile.

"I don’t think I have ever seen someone so beautiful, y/n.” You blush and look away. Control yourself, he’s probably said to to at least five other girls.

  You take a second to collect yourself before responding to Bucky. “Thank you, Buck. That suit looks perfect on you.“ You smile and turn back towards to bar to grab your drink. You stark to pull away but Bucky steps in front of you and slides both of his hands around your waist. You can feel the difference between the heat from his right hand and the cool metal of his left.

  "Yeah, but I bet it would look even better on my flo-” You cut him off with a laugh and accidently let a snort out. Bucky looks confused and you just smile.

  “If you were going to say it would look better on your floor, you really need to step up your game, honey. ” You get an idea and let a smirk make its way to your face. You lean up so you’re near his ear and whisper, “And you’d better hurry too, because you’ve got competition.”  When you start leaning back down you leave a path of 3 kisses trailing down his neck and hear him let out a little growl. Did he just growl? Why was that even hot? So weird. You step back and look into his eyes. He goes to say something, but a voice behind him cuts him off.

  “Y/n, come with me! I have some people I want you to meet!” Tony grabs you hand and loops it into his arm. As you walk away, you turn back towards Bucky and mouth “competition” and see his face drop. Y/n - 2, Bucky - 0.

  You laugh to yourself and follow Tony around to the group of people he wants you to meet. You meet a couple business men and their wives, some lawyers, and just some random people you don’t even know how Tony knows. But then Tony pulls you in front of a group of older looking men, he shakes all their hands and then steps aside to introduce you.

  “Y/n, this is Secretary of State Ross and some of his employees.” You eyes don’t leave Ross’s as Tony points to the other two men, in fact you don’t even catch their names. And you don’t care. You stick around and listen to the men’s conversation which just sounded boring as hell. But Ross’s tone is what did it in for you. How much power does this prick think he has? After 10 minutes, you excuse yourself. You walk away and go sit by Wanda and Vision. Well that killed the night. Fuck Ross. You stay by Vis and Wanda for a while until you see that people are starting to dance. It’s cute. You get Vis to ask Wanda to dance. She blushes and winks at you as they make their way to the dance floor. You decide it’s time for another drink and make your way back to the bar. You’ve see the team at random points in the night, either talking, playing pool, or drinking. After a another glass of whiskey, you make your way towards the ladies room in the hallway with the elevator. As you’re rounding the corner, you hear a couple voices whispering. You don’t recognize the first voice, but the second one hits you like a train. Ross. So you listen in closer.

  “What if you can’t get them to agree this time?” The first voice says.

  “I’ll just have to give Stark a little push again, then they’ll sign. They won’t have a choice this time,” Ross whispered.

  “How do you plan on doing that? Paying off another women to pretend her son died somewhere near Stark? I don’t think you’ll get that lucky again Ross.”

  Oh my God. Oh my god. The kid Tony thought was killed in Sokovia. The reason he pushed the accords so hard on the team. ROSS SET IT UP. You hear footsteps coming and panic. You continue walking, trying not to look suspicious. You say hello to all of them as you go into the women’s room.  How do I tell the team? What if I just heard it wrong? What are they trying to make the avengers agree to now? You try to breath and relax. After a couple minutes, you make your way back to the bar. As you walk up you see Tony, Sam, Steve and Bucky talking to Ross and his friends. Oh God. please don’t break out into a fist fight. Please.

  Steve and Sam start to walk away but Bucky turns back to the bar. You get closer, and as you do you hear one of  Ross’s friends (you think his name was Dan) speak to Bucky.

  “I didn’t know they let murderers come to parties Barnes. Tell me, what’s it like to be the disgusting criminal?” You hear Ross laugh and that did it.  OH fuck no. You move faster that you thought would be possible in your dress and put yourself between Bucky and Dan.

  “Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?” You ask innocently.

 Dan just smirks and takes a step closer, “Yeah sweetheart, I was just wondering how a man like Barnes thinks he has a right to be here.”

  You step even closer to him and shove him. “A man like Barnes deserves to be here because he is an innocent, brave man. He was painted as a monster because of asswipes like you and your friends. The difference between you and Barnes is that he didn’t have control over the things he did. You, willingly, are a fucking murderer. So before you go and open your fucking mouth to speak against him, you’d better rethink it, because I won’t think twice about shoving my four inch heel up your ass if your next words aren’t an apology to James Buchanan Barnes.” You don’t realize how loud you voice was until you look around and see everyone staring at you. Dan looks at you with wide eyes, but still doesn’t say anything.

  “I’m not hearing an apology Dan.” You tap your shoe against the floor and cross your arms. You really want to look back at Bucky, but not until he gets an apology.

  Ross steps forward in front of Dan and you raise an eyebrow at him. “Miss Y/n, everyone is entitled to their opinions.You can’t call someone out because you don’t share their feelings. And you are in no position to make threats.” Wanna Bet?

  “Well Ross, why don’t you take your opinionated  friends and see yourself out. This is Bucky’s home, and he will not be disrespected in it. So either see yourself out, or I can have you thrown out. This is a home for heroes, not people with such low morals like you and your friends. Your choice, but I’d choose quickly. I’m not feeling very generous right now.” Now you look back at Bucky and see his eyes wide, and a hint of a smile on his lips. Behind him are Sam and Steve, ready to jump in if needed.

  Ross and his friends decide to show themselves out, and the party dies down after that. You feel bad for making it weird, but there was no way you are going to let someone talk like that to Bucky.   I need air. You walk past everyone, including the team, and head for the balcony. Tony grabs your arm and goes to say something but you wave him off. You get to the balcony and lean over the railing and take a deep breathe.  You are out there for a good five minutes before you hear the door opening.

  “You know, I’ve never seen a better view than what I’m seeing right now.” Of course Bucky would come find you.

  “You’d better be referring to the city and not my ass, Barnes.” You turn around and lean your back against the rail.

  “And if I was talking about both, Doll?” He smirks and comes to stand in front of you. You laugh and roll your eyes.

  “Well I’d have to agree with you then; the city is beautiful, and my ass does look pretty good in this dress.” Buck lets out a loud laugh and takes another step closer to you.

   “Thank you, for what you said in there. Thank you for not being afraid of me.“ He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. When did he get this close? I swear he wasn’t this close a second ago.

   You shyly look down “You’re welcome Bucky,” you say. “You deserve to be treated like a regular person. You may not be the same Bucky from the 40’s, but you aren’t the machine Hydra turned you into. You are you, a hero, a kind hearted and brave pain in the ass. But you aren’t a monster. People will see you how I do someday, even if it’s not right now. ” You are still looking at down, but you know bucky is smiling. You feel two cold finger under your chin, and let them guide you face back up to look at Bucky. He is even closer now, and he’s getting closer every second. He leans his head down, so his lips are hovering right above yours. This isn’t happening. Sam is going to kill me. But fuck it, please kiss me. You lean up a little more, and right as his lips are about to touch yours, Tony’s voice ruins it.

   “Barnes, I need a word with you.” Tony says quietly. Bucky pulls away from you looks at Tony.

   “Maybe next time, Barnes,” You whisper and glare at Tony. He rolls his eyes.

   “I’m here to apologize about what happened in there. Put the claws away, kitten.“ Bucky laughs and you start to walk away from them.

  "I think we’re going to keep that nickname, kitten.” You look back at Bucky as he says this and he winks at you. Are you kidding me?  You roll your eyes and walk inside and back to the team.  They are all sitting on the couch looking much more relaxed. The guys’ ties were all loosened and the girls’ heels are off. You plop next to Steve and he pulls you into a hug.

   “Thank you for standing up for him, y/n. Not a lot of people see him how we do.” You just nod and lean into Steve. The team starts talking and you space out. What about what I heard Ross say, about tricking Tony? When do I tell them ? What’s going to happen? Your thoughts get cut off by FRIDAY speaking.

   “Sir, Secretary Ross is requesting a meeting tomorrow, and would like everyone to be there.” Tomorrow, I have to tell them tomorrow. Looks like I’m crashing a government meeting. What could go wrong?



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