whatthefoucault  asked:

Hi, I'm tumblr user whatthefoucault and you don't know me but WHY ISN'T THERE MORE SAMNAT IN THE WORLD, it is so Pure and I was 5 minutes into the tag and saw one of my own posts from like bloody August COME ON PEOPLE IT IS SO PURE

I wanna say you know why but that just feels mean, so have a sketch instead

pure purity and goodness

A Blind Path Home, Part 2

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: I obviously took some liberties with the storyline, but I tried keeping it as true as possible to the canon history. No beta used this time around, so excuse my mistakes.

Summary: It started with a blind date. A date you had skipped out on, but fate had led you right to the man you stood up. Steve Rogers, a man small in stature but big in heart. A chance meeting set everything in motion, but decades later when he is unfrozen, he has been told you have died. But when a mission to retrieve Hydra plans turned up some interesting information, Steve’s left to wonder whether you are still alive. Or is this all just false hope?

Part One

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anonymous asked:

if your prompts are still open, how about a winteriron proposal fic with ~misunderstandings~? smut would be great if you're feeling it, but pretty much just where ever this idea takes you would be the best. thank you!!

And also for @cr3v who gave me some headcannon about Bucky calling Tony “Anthony” when he was being serious, so, this is also for them.

Happily Never After

“You know, Anthony,” Bucky said, putting on his most sincere expression, “we’ve been together for like a little over a year now, and –” 

“If you lead with that, he’s going to think you’re breaking up with him,” Steve pointed out. 

That was true. Tony was prone to jumping to all the wrong conclusions almost constantly; especially where it concerned their relationship. 

“Argh!” Bucky ran both hands through his hair, tugging when he got to the base of his skull. “I don’t even know how to do this.” 

“It’s Tony,” Steve said. “You can’t build anticipation, you know that. He’ll either not be listening, or he’ll spin his wheels trying to figure out what’s wrong. Just keep it simple. Preferably after he’s had a cup of coffee.” 

Bucky snatched up the little velvet-covered ring box. The ring was simple, a thick, adamantium band, set with a flat-cut ruby. Easy enough, a combination of their signature colors (adamantium for Bucky, hot rod red for Tony) even if it was expensive, and custom-designed. It would look nice on Tony’s finger, Bucky thought, with no edges, so Tony could wear it even when he was working. 

“Do you think he’ll say yes?” Bucky couldn’t help the words that spilled out. Nerves, he guessed. 

“I don’t know,” Steve said, raw and honest as he always was, but completely not helpful. “It’s Tony. If I could predict anything he’d do, I’d have fewer headaches.” 

Bucky snorted. That much was true. Unpredictable was Tony’s middle name. “He loves me,” Bucky said. 

“We all know that,” Steve said, rolling his eye. “And it’s not a matter of love, I don’t think. He’s just… got issues. Marriage may be one of those things. I mean, you two have been together for almost longer than anyone else he’s ever dated. Don’t… don’t take it to mean he doesn’t love you, if marriage isn’t something he’s up for.” 

“So, you think I shouldn’t –” 

Steve sighed. “I think you should,” he said, “because you want to.” 

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Perierat et Inventus est (5)

Bucky x Steve x OC


Notes: angst, fluff, smut, violence, torture/conditioning, dubious medical procedures.

A/N: I’ve decided to do the story in full third person POV. See how that goes. I’ve been kind of absent these last two days because of the damn flu, but I hope to be able to update more regularly now! 

“Ready to go, Steve?”

“Uh, yeah. I guess I am” Steve hauls a backpack over his shoulder and locks the front door behind him.

“Alright, get in. We’ll be there in 30 minutes”

“Is Bucky alright? He sounded a bit frantic on the phone”

“He’s fine, he needs you. And you’re gonna be there in no-time, so that’ll be taken care of” Sam smiles and neatly turns a corner.

When they arrive at the facility, Steve can’t keep his gaze from wandering. It looks beautiful; all round buildings, crest white, surrounded by a healthy green field of grass and flowers, trees scattered around which make for a tighter forest further back. Steve’d never guess this would be an Omega testing facility. The thought makes him nervous; he is an Omega, after all. Years of hospitals and tests and needles; dark places in his mind. It makes him itch.

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Bucky keeping an eye on Nat does not mean he thinks she can’t take care of herself and it’s not meant to be creepy or predatory. Bucky keeps an eye on Nat out of his own guilt and regret (not to say Bucky’s completely in the right, going back to the end of widow hunt) and his desire to have her back no matter what, even if she doesn’t remember him.