A/n: I needed a little pick me up after watching BOTFA all the way through so here it is! Once again: REQUESTS are OPEN; I will not be completing any of them until all requests are in!
You sneeze, pulling the blanket tighter around you.
Ever since you chose the mortal life, everyday after the first snowfall, you became sick. This year was the exact same. Thorin always told you to stop going outside during the first snowfall, but you would not deny your child his happiness.
Warning: Smut, Swearing, Angst, References to past psychological trauma
Summary: Bucky Barnes struggles in a world of violence and pain. But when she enters his life, he begins to feel new, beautiful emotions. He no longer feels crippled with guilt. He feels solace. He feels again.
A/N: Gif is not mine :)
It all started on a mission in Romania.
After a days worth of trekking through the dense, Romanian forest, you finally reached the small wooden cabin that would become you and the Winter Soldier’s safe house.
The cabin was a cute little thing, cozy and warm, with a large family room that boasted a beautiful, stone fireplace. It was the type of house that made you feel at home even though you had only been inside for five minutes. The four bedrooms were quite large and the master suite had a large, soft bed that felt as though you were sinking through clouds. This was definitely the place you wanted to be after a hike through the Romanian Alps.
After washing up, you sat by the fire Bucky had started and allowed your hair to dry. As you did, you slowly became transfixed by the hypnotic dance of the fames that flickered in a rhythmic beat, the heat of their passionate waltz permeating onto your skin.
A rustle at the door pulled your focus away from the fire and toward Bucky, who was carrying large logs of wood in his arms.
“Hey,” he smiled as he walked into the living room where you were comfortably perched.
“Hi,” you smiled back; just as Bucky crouched down to toss another log in the fire. You gave him a quick glance before your eyes turned back toward the fire.
You and Bucky had rarely exchanged words during the mission. He was a quiet listener and polite but he kept his thoughts to himself. It was when the two of you were trudging through the forest when he started to open up, as though the wild had awakened a part of him that helped him settle in the skin that he wore like armor. But he still didn’t divulge much about himself, and you found him mysterious.
“Amad! Amad! Amad! It’s snowing! Can we go out in the snow today?!” Frerin shouts excitedly, jumping on the bed. Thorin let’s out a yelp and scrambles onto your face, scratching it in the process. You let out a yelp as well, turning on your side, making Thorin fall off of the bed.
You turn to glare at Frerin and he looks at you sheepishly. You sigh, turning to lie on your back. That was one hell of a way to wake up in the morning.
Thorin leaps up on your bed and licks your face, purring apologetically. “It’s not your fault love. I know,” you say and he gives you last lick before turning to sit up and look at Frerin. You learned quickly that that was his “not happy” stance.
“I’m sorry Adad I thought you both would’ve been up by now,” Frerin says, lip trembling as you sit up. Thorin pads over to him and stretches so that his paws are on both of Frerin’s shoulders. There is a second of your boys just staring at each other before Thorin licks Frerin’s nose, causing your son to laugh.
You smile as you sit up.
“What time is it?” You ask. “Well after sunrise which is why I figured you’d be up. Can we please go outside to play?” Frerin asks as Thorin takes a seat in his lap.
That causes you to frown. You had a lot to do today. Meetings to hold and dignitaries to deal with.
“Frerin I’m very busy today,” you say and the smile immediately drops off his face.
“But- but you’ve always taken me outside on the first snowfall because Adad was always busy,” he says pout now becoming a frown and eyes now watering. Oh you could not let him cry. Not after seeing him cry two days ago.
“And I will not break that tradition,” you say and immediately his face brightens,”go and get dressed. I shall be ready in five.”
Frerin gets up quickly causing Thorin to fall onto the floor yet again and you laugh as Frerin runs out the door. You pick Thorin up and place him on the bed.
“You my dear husband are joining us today for once in your life,” you say, putting on your clothes. He just Meows.
By the time you get out of Erebor, there are many children human and dwarf alike. Fili, Kili, Dwalin and Thorin were following right behind you while Frerin carried Balin and you carried Gandalf. That old geezer needed to get out anyway.
You smile as Frerin goes running towards Tilda, Sigrid and her eight year-old daughter. They were basically his only friends, at least that’s what you heard from Bain and it made your heart warm at the fact that Frerin had someone even if they were twice his age or half his age.
You smile as Fili tries to launch himself at Dwalin, but Dwalin ducks, making Fili land in the snow. It’s obvious that the snow is deep because you can no longer see him. You put Gandalf down and walk your way over to Fili, pulling him out of the snow. He licks your hand before you place him on the ground. You look for Thorin and he’s sitting a few feet ahead of you with Balin.
You bend down to make a snowball and with your aim, you hit Thorin in the back of his head. Thorin looks at you slowly, snow falling off of his head. You smile as he leaps and gets stuck. It takes him five minutes to reach you because the snow is so deep. You catch him as he launches himself at you.
“Seems like you were having some issues, love,” you say and he meows. The both of you turn to watch everyone. Kili and Fili were currently circling Dwalin. They both pounce at the same time and Dwalin ducks, causing Fili and Kili to knock heads. Balin was currently chasing around a dwarfling and Gandalf was spinning in circles trying to catch snowflakes.
You look for your son and he was currently building a snow fort with the help of Bilbo, Ori, and Sigrid’s daughter, Elaine. Thorin jumps out of your hand and runs over to them, bowling into the half made fort causing Frerin and Elaine to groan. Before Thorin can run off, Bilbo grabs him by his collar, looking very put off. Before he can start his ranting, Fili, Kili, and Dwalin tackle him to the ground, causing Thorin to drop.
You and Frerin laugh at Bilbo’s misfortune and go to help them. The cats may be a pain in your ass, but they still brought join to those around them and that is all you could ask for.
The Elf and the Dwarf- Thorin x Reader: (15,841 words)Erebor was reclaimed and the line of Durin had not ended. You were an elf and now that your quest was over, you didn’t know what to do especially since you gained feelings for a certain King Under the Mountain.
Kitty Cats: Thorin x Reader (23,085 Words) You and your son, Frerin II, accidentally turn Thorin, Kili, Fili, Dwalin, Balin and Gandalf into cats and this is the result (Spin off of The Elf and The Dwarf)
Feisty Little Hobbit: (21,978 words) You’re Bilbo’s little sister, but the exact opposite of him. You are sarcastic and loved adventures so what happens when 13 dwarves show up to your door step? You join them of course!
Perfect Two-Thorin x Reader: (11,554 words) You and Thorin have been best friends for years, but you are more interested in his little brother. Thorn tries his best to get you together, but can he succeed? NO SMAUG or SAURON
Little Brat: Thorin x Sister!Reader, Reader x OC (41,352 words) You are the oldest of the Durins and you live your life happily until the day Smaug attacks. That is when you lost the trust of your little brother, Thorin.
Imagine Thor proposing to Steve in the traditional Viking way, by giving him a Norwegian Forest Cat. Steve thinks it's just a nice gift until Thor starts talking wedding venues
“I named him
Gandalf.” Steve’s distracted toying with
the fluff of his kitten’s tail. He’s
gray and white and mischievous.
Natasha smirked. “I’m sure he’ll have words of wisdom as soon
as he figures out how to use those feet. Where’d you get him?”
“He was a present, from –“
“From Thor.” Steve smiled.
“Thanks for the kitten –he’s sweet.”
“I’m pleased you accepted. I was unsure if my advances would be
well-received but it seemed foolish not to ask if my only hesitation was the
fear of not knowing the answer.”
Steve glanced up from his
kitten at the word choice. “What?”
Natasha was reading on her
phone with an intensity that suggested she wasn’t reading at all.
“I was hoping you would be
available to speak about venues. We
would of course have an official ceremony in Asgard, but—“
“-Natasha, you have
somewhere to be, don’t you?”
When she finally lifted
her head, she shook her head slow, eyes wide and clearly using all of her
training not to smile and slowly but surely failing. “No.”
Steve made a strangled
noise in his throat and turned back to Thor.
“I don’t – I’m not sure if—“
Thor’s face fell, but
only for a moment. “I see.” He cleared his throat. “It is a difference in custom, friend
Steven. My apologies. Please, keep the kitten,” Thor smiled, “he
Steve managed to halt Thor
before he could get the elevator doors closed.
“No! I mean – I just…” He glanced down to the kitten as if it would provide
him with the right words. “…I was sort of hoping to go on a few dates first.”
Thor’s delighted laugh was
accompanied by a distant clap of thunder.
Natasha offered to cat-sit for Steve, a Cheshire smile accompanied by an
offer: Overnight, even, if you need.