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The Summer Soldier (Avengers x Fem!Reader) - Part I

I can say it but you won’t believe me

You say you do but you don’t decieve me

Its hard to know they’re out there

It’s hard to know that you still care

Set from Age of Ultron in between with Civil War, The Avengers have new recruits in the team, many from the aid of Captain America. One of them happen to be you, The Summer Soldier, an unheard project of HYDRA. What the team doesn’t know won’t hurt them… But will open their eyes.

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader (Platonic), Avengers x Reader

Word Count: 2,344

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What needs to happen in Infinity War

- Thor finds Avengers in Wakanda and asks where the Man of Iron is only to find out Tony is cleaning up the mess the Avengers left with no help at all.

- Tony rebuilding and trying to get his life back under control after being betrayed by virtually every member of Team Cap.

- Team Cap needs Tony’s help and they have to ask for his help.

- Fury telling them to fuck off because Stark is still cleaning up their last mess don’t bring another one.

- Tony telling Steve that if he wants his help he’d better get an apology, and be treated with respect, and not be alone with any member of Team Cap.

- Sam finds out that Tony gave Steve multiple chances to get help and not create the mess that was left.

- Sam finding Rhodes and making sure he’s okay and they bond over military experiences.

- Rhodes telling Sam about how Tony knew where they were and kept Ross away from them, yelling at him about how Tony had to clean up their mess even after watching his parent’s murder walk free.

- Sam being confused and asking what that means so Rhodes tells him about the tape and how Tony watched the Winter Soldier beat his father and strangle his mother. About how Cap KNEW but didn’t tell Tony, even lied to his face. About the 24 hours and how Steve said no because Tony ‘locker Wanda in her room’. About two Super Soldiers ganging up on Tony who shouldn’t have reacted violently but Sam you’re a councilor how would you have reacted to watching your parents murder with the murderer right next to you?

- Sam confront Steve about the tape, the lying, the not telling Sam about the deal that could’ve helped, about how Tony was LEFT IN THE COLD ALONE WITH A DISABLED SUIT STEVE WHAT IN THE HELL YOU DO NOT LEAVE A MAN BEHIND.

- Sam understanding that maybe Tony Stark isn’t what everyone describes.

- Sam apologizing to Tony and telling him he didn’t know any of what he’d learned.

- Tony not feeling guilty because he did the right fucking thing.


- Captain America finally getting his ass chewed for what he did to Tony and how he’s treated him over the years, accusing him of holding back secrets and being a liability when Steve didn’t tell the team the whole story!!!


- Somebody seeing Tony trying to rewrite the Accords because they were going to happen with or without him but at least he was trying to get to a point to where he could alter them!


Medicine (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

I’m so sorry for any stupid errors, its 2am and my brain is mush but I can’t sleep so I sHALL WRITE


Request; You are Bucky’s personal medicine, the only one that can calm him down. And HYDRA used you to keep him line. And she is small and fragile but when Bucky is taken to the Stark Tower he wants her so the team has to go get her from the HYRDA base. And she doesn’t talk much and gets scared and only trust Bucky and he is protective over her

Other characters featured; sam, steve, nat 


Y/N - Your name

Y/L/N - Your Last Name

Warnings; talks about torture, language 

Word count; 1449

Originally posted by rohgers

‘He won’t snap out of it, Rogers,’ Natasha explained, a sigh evident in her voice. ‘Usually he comes around after a day, but it’s been nearly a week and-’

‘- You need to give him time.’ Steve interrupted, staring at his best friend behind the glass.

 An ex-HYDRA agent had triggered his Winter Soldier mode on a recent mission and after much destruction and pain, they’d managed to get him into a Hulk-proof glass room. He kept coming in and out of the phase over the course of the week, sometimes Bucky and other times the Winter Soldier.

‘I wasn’t finished.’ The ginger assassin continued. ‘I was reading his files - Looking at what they used to calm him back at HYDRA.’

‘Don’t even go there. He can’t handle anymore drugs.’

‘It’s not a drug, Steve.’ Sam was now stood beside them, Bucky’s file in his hands. ‘It’s a person. Y/N Y/L/N.’

Their converation was abruptly stopped by a smashing of a metal fist against the glass - Bucky was stood in front of them, breathing heavily. He looked angry, but there was a glint of nostalgia in his eyes.

‘What did you just say?’ He spat.

‘Y/N,’ Steve said slowly. ‘You know them?’

‘Y/N,’ Bucky stepped away, muttering to himself. ‘For the first time in six days, he was calm, his words wild as he stared furiously at the floor.

‘There we go,’ Natasha grinned to herself. ‘We need Y/N.’

Bucky’s eyes snapped back up to hers at the mention of the name again.

‘We need Y/N.’ Steve nodded, repeating her words back to her. ‘But is she still there? Is she even still alive-’

‘Don’t you dare say that!’ Bucky yelled, smacking the glass again. ‘Stop talking about me like I’m not even here!’ He stopped, breathing heavily. ‘Of course she’s alive. She has to be.’

‘I’ll try, Buck. I promise.’

He grabbed Natasha and Sam by the elbows, yanking them into the office opposite to the holding room and out of earshot from Bucky. Sam was still reading the file while Natasha was peering over his shoulder.

‘She used to be good at calming him down,’ She explained. ‘HYDRA tried to separate them, they were too dependent on each other. After that, they got angry and both attempted to assassinate their guards until within each other’s presence again.’

‘That’s wild,’ Sam commented.

‘And it’s just what we need.’ Steve replied.

‘Are you suggesting we break into a HYDRA base?’ Natasha’s green eyes thinned, her ginger falling over her shoulder as she cocked her head to the side. ‘But which one?’

‘SHIELD traced the last base to somewhere on the outskirts of the city last week,’ He responded. ‘Their planning the raid to destroy, but if we can get in and out quickly and quietly without them noticing, Fury will be none the wiser.’

‘You are insane, Rogers.’ Sam huffed. ‘But I’m in.’

‘Me too.’ Natasha replied.

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Spiderboy And The Invisible Girl

Pairing: Peter Parker x Inhuman!reader

Summary: You’re the invisible Avenger, both figuratively and literally, as an accident when you were a little kid caused you to gain the power to turn invisible. Even when you’re not invisible you manage to blend in, until Peter Parker joins the team.

Warnings: Language (goddammit Tony)

A/N: Tagging @skymundane477@takenbymyfandoms​ and @pattypotterpevensie​ bc I know you guys love Peter as much as I do xx

Originally posted by crazyneoncupcake

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What You Deserve

Originally posted by trevanterhodes

Imagine: You and bucky develop a close relationship when you join the team, but it’s put to the test when he accidentally hurts you

warnings: smut, choking (tragically not the sexual kind), angsty if thats a warning? 

a/n: buckle up y’all this is a long one, like 5.3k words long (yikes i know i got really carried away okay) I’m really sorry if it gets typo-y at the end, i’ve been working on this all day and my head hurts and i want to get it out for you guys so i didn’t proof read please for give me. Enjoy!


When you joined the Avengers, you didn’t expect to fall in love. Save the world? Sure. But falling in love was most definitely not on you radar, at least not until you met a certain boy with a mess of brown hair and striking blue eyes.

Bucky was your first friend when you moved into the compound. You were more on the quiet side, very unlike your other team members, who were a rambunctious bunch. It’s what drew you and Bucky together, staying behind while everyone else went out to a club or party.

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Caught in a Lie

Bucky x Reader Christmas Oneshot

Summary – Your mother thinks you’re dating Bucky, but he has no clue you even like him.  What happens when he interrupts your FaceTime chat with Mom?

Warnings – Christmas Fluff!

Word Count – 1,745

Notes – This is the second Oneshot that will be dedicated to one of my girls at the Avengers Trash Tower.  I hope you guys are enjoying these daily fics!!!  I’m definitely having fun writing all of this fluff!!!  

This one is dedicated to Mariana @buckysberrie!   Merry Christmas!!!

*The italics are the reader’s thoughts.


Christmas Fic Masterlist

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

The storm had hit out of nowhere right before Christmas.  You and the rest of the team had just barely made it back to the compound after the last mission.  Tony deemed it too dangerous for anyone to use the Quinjet to fly back home and all of the roads had been closed due to the weather.  It looked as though everyone would be spending Christmas together in New York.  

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Prompt/Summary: You’ve given the rest of the team nicknames, but Bucky wonders why you’ve never given him one.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: fluff, fluff fluffity fluff fluff

Word Count: 1197

Author’s Note:  Sorry Bluebird isn’t done.  So you get this instead.  I had a dance performance on Sunday and all of my evenings have been taken up by dance practice.  All done now, so back to writing. 

Originally posted by snowfox934

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Bucky’s medicine

(A/N): I loved this request so fucking much, I can only hope I did it justice

Request:Can you do one where the reader is Bucky’s own personal medicine and the only one that can calm him down. And HYDRA used her to keep him in line. And she is small and fragile but when Bucky is taken to the Stark Tower he wants her so the team has to go get her from the HYRDA base. And she doesn’t talk much and gets scared and only trust Bucky and he is protective over her.

Warnings: A bit of angst I guess? swearing, the usual

Tags: @mcuimxgine

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

   “Bring (Y/N) in,” Pierce muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose as the winter soldier had nearly taken down every guard within the near vicinity of him, all the others were cowering in the corners until he calmed down, which seemed to be fruitless considering he’d been rampaging for a good ten minutes now. 

   (Y/N) was the only thing that could calm the winter soldier down, turning him into a rage machine into a sweet, broken man in under two seconds. Hydra had realized that the winter soldier was going to need an anchor after everything he went through, even after all the brainwashing he was still unstable when mad and Hydra needed a backup plan for situations like this, when the winter soldier was inconsolable or uncontrollable. 

   (Y/N) had been taken from the streets of Brooklyn back in the 40′s, they too being frozen for long periods of time, only coming out when they were needed. They were starved, beaten, and used at Hydra’s pleasure and of course to calm Hydra’s own machine when needed. 

   (Y/N) was small and frail, underfed, and all together weaker than any other person on any Hydra base across the world but they’d been hardwired into the winter soldier’s brain as a comfort, something that would console him even at his most inconsolable times. A time like now, when the soldier was angry and in pain, murdering anyone that came within five feet of his clenched fists. 

   Not even a moment after Pierce’s orders two guards returned, their hands gripping painfully tight around (Y/N)’s already frail and small arms. However, they were so out of it from the Cyrofreeze that Pierce doubted they could even comprehend what was going on, the soldier on the other hand had just enough clarity to perk up at the sight of (Y/N) through the bars surrounding his cage. 

   “Throw ‘em in,” Pierce muttered quietly, turning away from the scene as the two guards did exactly that, throwing (Y/N) into the soldier’s quarters, not even caring when they landed sprawled out on the floor, groaning in pain. Guess they were coming to their senses.

   “(Y/N),” Is all the winter soldier murmured as he dropped to the floor, immediately helping (Y/N) up into a sitting position. He stared at their face earnestly, studying the dark lines under their eyes, the way their skin seemed to be stretched over their bones, giving them a rather skeleton like appearance. 

   “Hey Winter,” (Y/N) was never told the soldier’s real name for the fear that it would jog his memory causing him to panic even more, all (Y/N) was provided with was his code name The Winter soldier and to make it slightly less intimidating (Y/N) had merely shortened it down to Winter, an almost fond form to the fear inducing name. 

   “What did they do to you?” He asks softly, his tone much softer than it’d ever been before. He steals a glance upwards, seeing the way his trainers stared at him, their eyes full of disgust as though he were some animal. 

    “Nothin’ I don’t deserve,” (Y/N) gave him a small smile, albeit laced with exhaustion. The soldier looked back down to (Y/N), studying their very prominent chin and cheekbones. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that (Y/N) was starving, a thought that did break the soldier’s heart. 

   The winter soldier didn’t care for much in this world, he was just a machine, operating as his owners so pleased. He wasn’t allowed to care for anything, it got in the way of his job and that was absolutely against Hydra’s rules but they did allow him one simple pleasure in his god awful life- (Y/N). 

   For as long as he could remember, which wasn’t very long given he had a very terrible memory, (Y/N) had always been there for him, they were there after every mission, taking his beaten and most likely bloodied hands and staring up at him with the utmost fondness in their eyes, on that had diminished even now, even when they were starving to death. They weren’t scared of him, they didn’t want him to be some machine, they were simply there for whenever the soldier needed them and that’s more than he could ever ask for in this awful lifestyle. 

    “You’re hungry,” He states softly, one hand traveling down (Y/N)’s body to rest on their rather bony hips. Last time he’d held them there was most definitely more fat clinging to their body, now there was hardly any fat or muscle there, they were literally skin and bone. 

   “I don’t ask for what I won’t receive,” (Y/N) merely states, shivering against the chill of rather freezing Hydra base. It didn’t help that (Y/N) was severely underweight and their base was underground, only making them that much colder. Without a word the soldier pulls (Y/N) into a hug, keeping their frail and small body against his. He could hear some of the guards murmuring about the affection but he payed them no mind, to busy in trying to warm (Y/N) up. 

   “You get five more minutes (Y/N),” Pierce mutters, obviously very displeased with what was happening between the two but if it helped calm the soldier down then so be it. The soldier only holds (Y/N) closer and he’d be damned if he let anyone of those bastards hurt them again. They were too sweet for this, too kind and too pure to be treated this way. 

    Five minutes passed in a flash, the doors to the soldier’s cage opening as the same guards stepped inside, guns at their sides as they reached out to grab at (Y/N)’s forearms, tearing them away from his warm chest. The soldier wanted to cry out, beg for them to let him keep (Y/N) just awhile longer, but both and (Y/N) knew that any protests would result in both of them receiving a severe beating. So instead the soldier had to watch (Y/N) leave, the guards handling them much too roughly for his liking. And with that his cage was locked again and the guards still alive grabbed him and chained him to his chair, preparing to start the brainwashing process all over again. 

    “There had to be some way Hydra kept him in check,” Tony muttered as he pointed to Bucky who at the moment was looking like a kicked puppy. Somehow on the mission Hydra had interfered, someone stating the trigger words and Bucky was falling into the pit of winter soldier all over again. 

   “Tony it was a one time thing, I’m sure it’s not gonna-” 

   “They did,” Bucky’s voice is hoarse, most likely from the tears and hatred bubbling in his throat. Both men turn to look at him with looks of mild shock upon their face, perhaps mixed with a bit of fear for what he was going to say. “Their name was (Y/N),” 

   Bucky had explained who exactly (Y/N) was, what they meant to him, what they did for him…

   “So they were kinda your own personal medicine?” Steve asks meekly, his tone soft and quiet. Bucky nods, staring down at his metal hand, remembering the way (Y/N) had held it so tenderly, even when the metal plates had been stained with blood. 

   “Why don’t we go get them then?” Tony asks blatantly, “It shouldn’t be too hard to track them down now that Shield’s security it tighter, right?” Bucky shakes his head, sighing shakily as he does. 

   “They were only kept around to keep me in check, with me no longer there I bet they were killed ages ago,” Both Steve and Tony share a look, a sad sympathetic look for their friend. 

   “Doesn’t mean we shouldn’t at least try to find them,” Steve suggests softly, giving Bucky a small albeit hopeful smile. 

   “I can start running logistics now,” Tony smiles, already pulling up some technically little piece of equipment, quickly typing in some search or something like that. 

   “You guys-” Bucky begins, only to have Steve cut him off a moment later. 

   “We’re finding them for you Bucky, whether they’re dead or alive it doesn’t matter to us,” Bucky can’t help the small smile the overtakes his features at Steve’s words, his lips curling upwards in the sweetest way. Now god help them that they really could find (Y/N), and alive too.

   “So the sub levels is where the freezing chambers are?” Steve asks as he straps on his helmet, staring at Bucky earnestly. Bucky nods as he reaches for his preferred gun, shifting it around in his hands before placing it at his side. 

   “Yeah, most likely one of the very last halls, it’s most likely really old, run down, dirty,” Steve nods as he grabs his shield, locking it onto his back. 

   “I promise Buck,” Steve clasps his shoulder gently. “We’re gonna get ‘em back,” Bucky smiles, trying to hide how nervous he really was. He didn’t know if he could stomach the thought of (Y/N) being dead, after all they went through he simply couldn’t stand the thought. 

   “Yeah,” He sighs, nodding, “I hope,” 

    Bucky charged down the halls, completely avoiding the bullets reigning from every Hydra agents gun in the near vicinity, some far place down the hall he could hear some man screaming his words after him but he wasn’t going to let them affect him, not now at least, not when he was so close to where (Y/N) once used to be. He ran faster than his legs could have ever carried him, leading him to smack right into a wall as he turns a corner. 

   There it was, a bold steel door in front of him, just begging to be opened. Without skipping a beat he ripped the door open, his eyes already scanning the room for some Cyrofreeze machine. What his eyes landed on was a tall, cylindrical container, much like his own, with many wires attached to it. Since every other winter soldier was dead there was only a few possibilities here; one, Hydra created another serum to perfect another soldier, it was a trap, or it was (Y/N). Without a second of hesitation Bucky punched the glass of the container, listening to the somewhat satisfying hiss of air that followed. 

   “Oh god,” He muttered as he tore at the glass, only stopping when an all too familiar face was revealed, the air around them having finally dissipated. They were much more sickly looking than the last time he saw them which was saying something considering just how sick (Y/N) had looked the last time he saw them. They had almost no muscle to their face, their entire frame just skin and bone, quite literally now. 

   After gawking at (Y/N) for a bit he reached for their air mask, ripping it from their face rather quickly. Then he got to town on all the other wires and tubes hanging from their body. 

   “Bucky!” Steve called from somewhere down the hall, his tone rather frantic as he did. 

   “Shit,” Bucky muttered, attempting to hurry up his process of ripping things away from (Y/N). 

  “Bucky, come on buddy we gotta get outta-” But Steve’s voice stops at the doorway, his eyes taking in (Y/N)’s form as they slump against Bucky after having finally been relieved of all their wires and tubes. 

   “I know,” Bucky murmured, quickly hoisting them up as though they weighed nothing and in a way they did. They literally weighed nothing in his arms, they were so frail and small that he was scared of breaking them but he sure as hell wasn’t going to let anyone else care for them. “Hydra’s starved them since the day they got here, I’m lucky they survived this long,” Steve nods, only staring for a moment or two before he slips back into his Captain persona. 

   “Bucky Hydra’s all over the place, we gotta get out of here and quick,” Bucky nods, holding (Y/N) to his body in an all too protective manner. 

   “Got it,” 

    Bucky remained by (Y/N)’s side the entire flight back, refusing to even budge when Sam said he needed help stitching up his back. There was no way he was letting (Y/N) wake up to an unfamiliar place, without one familiar face around. 

   “Buck-” Steve sighed as he slumped on the floor of the quinjet, exhausted from the day’s impromptu mission. “You need sleep, I’m sure (Y/N) will be just fine if you’re asleep and-” 

   “No,” Bucky growled, holding (Y/N) to his chest a bit tighter. ‘I’m not going to sleep until they wake up and eat,” 

   “But Bucky-” 

   “Don’t try to argue Steve,” Bucky glares at him, trying to tell his friend to back off in a somewhat nice manner. Steve sighed, shrugging his shoulders lightly. 

   “Fine, I can’t make you do anything, but don’t come crying to me when you’re exhausted from lack of sleep,” Bucky gave Steve one last glare before directing his attention back to (Y/N), whose sickly body was still trying to shake off the Cyrofreeze. Bucky could only hope that the damage done to their body wasn’t permanent…

    Bucky waited hours for (Y/N) to wake up but as dawn was nearing and they haven’t as so much stirred he began to grow concerned. 

  “Fuck,” He all but whimpered as he shifted in his spot once again, his ass nearly numb from sitting so long. “God (Y/N), please wake up,” Beside him Steve and Sam slept soundly, the steady rise and fall of their chests only soothing Bucky’s nerves somewhat. 

   “Winter?” The voice was so broken and so quiet Bucky wouldn’t have heard it if he wasn’t on such high alert. With wide eyes and parted lips he redirected his attention back to the body settled against him. “Winter is that you?” 

   “Oh my god,” Bucky sighed in relief, burying his nose in (Y/N)’s still freezing hair. “Oh my god (Y/N), you’re alive,” 

   “Where are-” (Y/N) licked their lips slowly, the movement slow and methodical. Bucky couldn’t help but notice just how dry (Y/N)’s lips and tongue were, guess they had been deprived of water too. “Where are we?” 

   “We got out,” Bucky nearly squeaks, his emotions getting the better of him. “I got us out of there (Y/N),” Despite (Y/N)’s very prominent exhaustion they smile, their lips curling upwards slowly and lazily. 

   “We’re free?” 

   “We’re free.” Bucky states, nodding against (Y/N). 

   “Do you- do you have any water?” (Y/N) asks meekly, as though they were scared of asking. Immediately Bucky nods, having prepared for this moment, He reached with one hand to grab the water bottle behind him, quickly popping the top off and guiding it to (Y/N)’s lips. 

   “Tell me when to stop,” Bucky whispered, slowly pouring bits of water into (Y/N)’s mouth. For having been starved and dehydrated for years they were taking the water well, downing at least half a bottle before raising their weak hand to Bucky’s, grasping it to tell him to stop. “I’ve got some food for you too,” He adds, his voice in softer now than it was before. “Think you can eat?” (Y/N) nods their head, some form of noise falling from their lips. 

   Bucky smiles gently as he grabs the protein bar Sam had packed, surely he wouldn’t mind if he shared with (Y/N)? Even if he did care Bucky didn’t and (Y/N) desperately needed food. They ate at least half of that before they stopped, telling Bucky that their stomach hurt and for good reason too. Decades without food had to do something to (Y/N)’s stomach, probably shrink it a good few sizes and Bucky was amazed that (Y/N) was able to eat and drink that much. 

   “Who’s that?” (Y/N)’s voice sounds scared as they point to Steve on the left side of his body. 

   “That’s Steve Rogers, he’s an old friend of mine,” 

   “What about him?” (Y/N) points to Sam on his right, their finger trembling softly. 

   “That’s Sam, he’s a friend too,” 

   “Can I trust them?” 

   “With your life,” Bucky nods, reaching out to hold (Y/N)’s shaking hand. To this day Bucky couldn’t believe the way (Y/N)’s hand felt in his, absolutely perfect, like two pieces of a puzzle. 

   “Thank you winter,” (Y/N) mutters, closing their eyes as their exhaustion overtakes their small body once again. 

   “My name’s Bucky,” Bucky whispers as he presses a kiss to the top of (Y/N)’s hair, allowing his lips to linger there before he pulled them away. “But you can keep calling me Winter,” 

Playing ‘Pokemon GO’ With The Avengers Would Include...

-Tony would take it to the next level, flying around NYC in his suit, looking for Pokemon. 

-Steve would end up teaming up with you, because he had no idea what Pokemon was. But, he was happy to help you.

-Vision downloaded a load of maps, and him and you would go around the area, looking for them

-Natasha laid back, knowing where each and every one of them were. 

-Bruce had to buy a few new phones, after some Pokemon were taken before him. The Hulk didn’t like that.

-Bucky would walk around silently, murmuring ‘I will catch them all.’

-Thor would demand for stories of these Pokemon, and would return to Asgard, bringing back similar animals to those on the game. 

-Pietro probably collects them the quickest, taking you and running to a location when they are seen. 

-Coulson goes old school, bringing in his old Pokemon bag and cap, ready to go hunting.

-Scott begins to sneak into people’s pockets, to try and find out where they are going for Pokemon.

-Loki would be able to see them for miles. 

-Daily meetings, to catch up on one another’s progress.

-Sam sassing everybody, about how he had the most Pokemon, until Vision showed him his account. He hasn’t said a word since.

-Clint shoots arrows with tracking devices all over the city, and is alerted every time a Pokemon is in the area. 

-Fury takes it way too for, and interrogates people to try and find out where they are.

-Wanda is manipulating minds, to find out where they saw them. 

-The amount of alliances and battles, it’s as if there is another Civil War.

-Okay, Wade and Peter would team up, and come to your place for updates.

-All of them would want to be your partners, because you would be the best person on their team.

-Battles! You gotta catch them all!

Just Right

(Bucky x Reader)
Thank you anonymous requester!


Reader has been secretly drawing Bucky for a long time, but can never seem to get his eyes just right. In frustration, one day she storms over to him and demands that he sit still so she can finally get his eyes right.

Warnings: Nada

As an artist, you loved observing the diverse people who passed through, and lived in the Avengers tower. Ever since you joined the team about 3 months ago, you have had a keen interest in your team members eyes. They all held so much, and although you were able to read their thoughts, you felt you could learn so much more from simply looking into their eyes.

“Why can’t I just get them right?” You groaned to yourself as you rubbed your eraser aggressively against the paper of your sketch book.

You’re a talented artist, this shouldn’t have been difficult, but you could not draw Bucky’s eyes for the life of you. You tried day after day, but were unable to get them perfect, making you ever so frustrated. You scanned the room to see if he was nearby, but you couldn’t hear his thoughts. You hopped up off the couch and made your way to the place where Bucky could almost always be found, the gym. You opened the glass doors and he immediately caught your eye. You watched as he performed multiple different exercises, but couldn’t get a good view of those piercing blue eyes. You had had enough, you were going to get this right.

“Hey Bucky”

“Hey-” Before he could finish his sentence you interrupted him.

“Could you please sit still, for just like one minute, please.” You demanded.

“Uh, yeah forsure.” He sat up and grabbed his water bottle, enjoying his break.

All your teammates loved it when you drew them, it made them feel special.

“Thank you, y’know I just can’t get your eyes right and it drives me crazy. I hope this isn’t weird, I just-” You babbled, scribbling down on your paper.

“No, I love it.” He chuckled showing that beautiful smile you had drawn so many times before.

“Okay I think I finally got them!” You exclaimed in pure joy.

“Well let me see.” He inquired impatiently with his arms outstretched.

You passed him your sketch book and watched his eyes light up as he flipped through the pages.

“Wow Y/n, this is amazing!”

“You really think so?” He asked shyly.

“Absolutely! The amount of detail. Just fantastic.” He seemed to be in awe.

You were so pleased with yourself, until you remembered that you had whole page of drawings of you and Bucky together. You had a little crush on him ever since you joined the team, and you really expressed it through your drawings.

“Hey could I have that back I just remembered i have to prep for a mission?” You questioned frantically, if he ever saw those drawings you’d hate yourself.

“Oh my… Wow!” He stumbled on his words, you knew it was too late.

You remained silent as he examined the sketches intently. He ran his fingers over the lines you had drawn and a smile emerged on his face. You tried not to listen to his thoughts, but you couldn’t help but hear his happiness, not disgust to your surprise.

“I know you know what I’m thinking already, but I’m going to say it anyway. I am so relieved you have feelings for me, because you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.”

Before you had the chance to react, his lips were against yours. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled away slowly, staring deeply into your eyes.

“That wasn’t too much was it?” He questioned nervously.

“Absolutely not.”

You could tell this was going to be the start of something good.

“Cloak of Protection”

I watched “Doctor Strange” last week and then @bloody-bee-tea watched it too and afterwards she said “Okay but what if the cloak of levitation always wraps around Tony whenever he’s near” and I was like “yes, this needs to happen”

So it happened. I love the cloak.

Set after Civil War. Dedicated to @bloody-bee-tea<3


JARVIS’ voice cuts through the music and Tony “hmm”’s, not looking away from the new suit he’s working on. It’s the best one he has ever created, made from a new alloy he invented together with T'Challa, faster, sleeker.

Made to withstand super-human strength.

“Sir, you have a visitor”, JARVIS speaks up again and this time, Tony looks up, frowning slightly. Rhodey hasn’t left the tower, hasn’t left Tony alone since the rest of the team moved back in; since -to the public- they became “The Avengers” again.

“Who is it?”

“Doctor Stephen Strange asks if you would have a moment for him, sir.”

That certainly gets Tony to perk up. He even smiles as he gets up, practically bouncing over to the stairs. “Sure, send him up! Did he say what he want?”

“He said it would be a visit to a friend.”

And with everything that has happened, with all the shit and hurt and betrayal Tony dealt with, nothing warms his heart more than this simple sentence. Of course he still keeps the possibility of Strange wanting a favour in mind, but maybe this really is just a friendly visit.

Tony wanders up the stairs – and freezes.

He doesn’t even mean to, but-

Four months have not been enough to make him forgive Steve – or forget what he’d done. Some nights are still filled with nightmares, of Steve kneeling on top of him, shield raised, crushing it into the ARC.

Nothing has even really changed between them. They barely talk aside from the orders given on the battlefield and Steve is always cold towards Tony, a hard, steely expression ever-present on his face when they are in the same room.

Just like now.

Tony freezes in his steps for a second, before he plasters on a smile, wide and fake. He has the cuffs around his wrists to call the suit; he has improved the sensors in his body. He reminds himself that the suit will be here sooner than Steve can attack him-

Suddenly, there is a sound, like something rushing through the room.

In the next moment, Tony feels something wrap around him, settling warm and oddly comforting on his shoulders.

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Prompt: Imagine arm-wrestling with Bucky and cheating to win. (It was actually “and him letting you win”, but I had to change things a bit, sorry D:)

Pairing: Bucky/Reader 

Words: 964

Warnings: Kissing?

It was the end of one of Tony’s parties when you finally saw Bucky. Everyone that didn’t live in the building had already gone home, and now only the Avengers and a few other people were in the common room. It wasn’t unusual for Barnes to show up when only the team was around, he was a lot more like himself when that was the case.

You approached him and Sam, the latter who was apparently losing what it seemed to be the little arm-wrestling competition that was going on in the last few minutes. Tony had surprisingly won the first round against a very drunk Clint(maybe not that surprising), then proceeded to lose to Steve, who lost to Bucky(metal arm, not fair), who was clearly winning against Sam.

“Can I join?” You said, raising an eyebrow.

Bucky looked at you and smirked. Not a drop of sweat in his face.

“After I win this one, sure.” He said, and Sam narrowed his eyes.

“It’s… not over… yet.” The man struggled, and you watched as his arm slowly descended into the table with a smile in your face. Barnes was doing it on purpose.

“It is now.” Bucky said as he won the round, and you just crossed your arms unimpressed.

Sam got up with a defeated sigh, shaking his head.

“Maybe next time, buddy.” You patted on his back as he passed by your side, gaining an eye roll in return.

“Your turn now, doll.” Bucky said as you sat on the chair in front of him with conviction. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Why? Are you scared, Barnes?” You said in return, tilting your head and trying to look as innocent as possible.

You were a highly trained S.H.I.E.L.D agent before joining the team, so you were strong, but you still were no match to an enhanced individual. That didn’t necessarily mean you couldn’t win.

He positioned his flesh arm in the table, and you immediately locked hands with him. Just then you noticed that the other Avengers had come to see the competition.

“I’m betting on Y/N.” You heard Natasha say behind you.

“What? Against him?” Tony disagreed, as the others started betting.

“Okay, okay, let’s start this.”  Sam interrupted, before adding. “I bet on Y/N too.”

“Three.” You looked at Bucky with a smirk.

“Two.” He said with a smile of his own.

“Go!” The two of you said at the same time, beginning the round.

This was going to be fun.

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Originally posted by teamunderoos

Peter Parker x Reader


Prompt: Could you do a Peter Parker x Reader where you’re on different sides in Civil War, and you keep sneaking around so you can be together.

Note: This is hella cute. I love my baby. So, this is kind of reminiscent of a certain scene from Winter Soldier. I think you’ll like it.

Warnings: Potential CIVIL WAR SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Also, a lil bit of swearing.

Being a teenager in love is a troublesome task no matter the situation. However, being a teenage superhero dating another teenage superhero tends to complicates things a bit more. Add the fact that one of you is wanted by half of the Avengers for pretty much going against the government and the law, and you have a hot mess. And as if things couldn’t get any worse for you, one of America’s most wanted criminals, you were dating someone from the other team.

You got the text from Peter as soon as he got to the mall. Your time together was short and sweet, and you had to make it count. So there you were, hiding behind a pillar in the mall wearing a hoodie and shades, staring at your phone like almost everyone else who was present.

You here? the text read. You sent a reply as fast as your fingers could type it.

Behind the pillar.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and jumped, surprised and scared, but it was only Peter. You hugged him tight, holding him close. He pulled you to his chest. You hadn’t seen eachother in weeks. Steve didn’t know you were out and you didn’t have much time before he would notice. Tony, on the other hand, didn’t even know that you and Peter were seeing eachother, let alone out on a semi-date at the moment.

“I missed you so much,” Peter whispered, afraid that if he let go, he might never see you again.

“I missed you too,” You replied.

“So what’s the plan?” Peter asked.

“Um, I don’t know. What if we-” You looked at your phone, reading an incoming message. “Shit.”


“Wanda’s here. And she’s with Steve and Sam.”

“Shit.” Peter agreed. His phone buzzed. “Uh-oh.”


“Mr. Stark is here too.”

“God, could this day get any worse?” You asked, staring at the ceiling. “But hey, at least I got to see you for a few seconds.”

“Maybe not.” Peter said, wearing his thinking face. “Follow me.” He took your hand and led you through the mall, headed towards the theater. You stood in line with him, waiting to get tickets.

“What’s the big idea, Pete?”

“Where’s the last place they would look for us?”

“In plain sight,” You realized what he had planned. It didn’t take long for you to get to the front of the line and buy your tickets. As soon as you had them, you slipped into the theater together, taking a seat near the middle.

“So we just wait here for them to find us.” Peter said, taking your hand and rubbing it with his thumb. “And when they get here, we’ll distract them.”

“Who did you train with, Natasha Romanov?” You teased. Nat had taught you this as soon as you had joined the team, long before the split. You were glad to finally put the tactic to use.


It was about halfway through the movie that Steve and Sam walked into the theater. You squeezed Peter’s hand in panic. He looked to you. His heart was racing, but he tried not to let you see it. His brown eyes searched yours for a few moments, waiting.

“What do we do?”

“Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable,” You bit your lip before leaning forward and pressing your lips to his. His eyes widened in shock before drifting shut. He pushed up the armrest between you and pulled you close to him, holding your hips gently. His lips were so soft, so careful. He didn’t want to screw up your first kiss.

When you pulled away, breathless but very content, you looked to see if Steve and Sam were still there. Luckily, they had left. You sighed in relief, resting your head on Peter’s shoulder.

“Hey (Y/N),” Peter whispered, his hand rubbing your shoulder.


“If they come back, will you kiss me again?”

“Yeah,” You nodded. He laughed.

“Will you kiss me even if they don’t come back?” He asked with a cheeky smile. You laughed softly as you brought your hands back up to his cheeks.

“Do you even have to ask?”

team ironman | jungkook

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

Pairing: Jungkook + Reader

Genre: Fluff + drabble

Word Count: 608

Author’s Note: *cries* this one was hard to write in Y/N’s POV bc ya girl here is 100% on team ironman and totally sides with kookie on this one buttttt still enjoyed writing it cuz I mean who doesn’t like the Avengers now ;)

Reader’s POV

“You’re kidding me.” you exclaimed, as you gave him the deadliest glare you could possibly muster, your eyes shooting lasers at the boy sitting across from you.

“Actually, I’m not.” he said defiantly, crossing him arms against his chest, giving you an equally intimidating glare.

Grabbing your remote from his side of the couch, you paused the movie playing in front of you, stopping it right before it’s most climatic fight scene.

Looking over at Jungkook, you scoffed, “Wow, you’ve actually lost it. It’s obvious to anyone that Captain America is much better!”

“Um, hello? Who has an awesome suit that lets him fly, shoot lasers, an-”

“You don’t need mechanics to be a hero Jungkook!” you retorted, “You need to be a role model to people around the world, putting yourself ahead of others and-”

“Iron Man does that!” he argued, letting out a huff as you raised your eyebrows.

“Last time I checked, all he’s want to do surrender to UN and their stupid Sokovia Accords and make them essentially powerless! I mean do you think they’ll actually call in the Avengers after that? It’s bait Jungkook!”

The both of you were finally having a night to yourself after a long and busy week of him running around with his busy schedules and you jam-packed with essays and homework from all your college classes. But yet here you were watching Captain America:Civil War because the both of you were major Marvel freaks.

“It is not bait Y/N, it’s called being smart! What if something were to happen to them, you know SHIELD isn’t there for them anymore with everything that’s happening.” he countered.

You remarked, “That is if something were to happen in the first place.”

“You well know they’re not going to stop having problems.”

“Right, with Iron Man’s stupid evil machines there will always be problems.” you said sarcastically, when Jungkook shoved your legs off that were draped over his lap, a whine escaping your mouth at the sudden contact of cold air hitting your bare legs.

“Yah!” he exclaimed, “Take that back.”

“You know I’m right.”

“Nuh uh!”

“Yuh huh!”

The two of you stared at each other when you felt a chill run down your body as you pulled your legs to your chest, sulking, “Great now I’m cold…”

Jungkook’s eyes softened at you as he saw you shiver slightly, before sighing and grabbing your arm, a small yelp leaving your mouth as he pulled you across the couch into his warm chest. Wrapping the blanket around the two of you, a wave of warmth fell upon you as you snuggled closer into his chest.

“Is that better now?” Jungkook whispered into your ear, your lips tilting into a small smile.

Looking up at him, your fingers reached up to his neck as you pulled him down to meet your lips in a short kiss, your heart fluttering as you could hear his own thundering in his chest pressed up against yours.

Pulling away, you brushed your lips against his as a small sigh left his mouth when you whispered against them, “Captain America’s still better.”

Earning a groan of disapproval from him, you laughed in response as he gave you a disappointing look,“ I don’t even know why I’m dating you.”

Turning back to face the screen, you pressed the play button, the movie continuing to play out in front of you when you replied, “It’s because you love me.”

Letting out a soft chuckle, he nuzzled his head into the side of your neck, placing a feathery kiss there as he whispered softly, “I guess I do don’t I.”

Someone get me a man who will watch all the Marvel movies w me pls


Request: Can you do one where the reader is Bucky’s own personal medicine and the only one that can calm him down. And HYDRA used her to keep him in line. And she is small and fragile but when Bucky is taken to the Avengers Tower he wants her so the team has to go get her from the HYRDA base. And she doesn’t talk much and gets scared and only trust Bucky and he is protective over her.

Word count: 770

Warnings: Eh, none really

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while – I loved the idea of this!! – Lucie

Originally posted by pxggycxrters

Bucky’s breathing was heavy as he came in through the double doors to your medical room, body aching, blood staining his skin. At the sight of you, his mind seemed to rest a little, falling into the chair and looking up at you expectantly. You smiled warmly at him, sitting beside him and taking his hands and massaging them gently, like you did every time he found himself in your medical room.

“Hey, Bucky. Where have you hurt yourself today?” You asked in your usual soothing tone, people leaving the room. You were the only one they trusted him to be alone with.

“Everywhere hurts.” He mumbled, and you chuckled under your breath, standing up and filling a bowl with warm water and soap, using a cloth to wipe away the blood and dirt staining his hands and arms and face.

“Did they give you chance to eat this morning?” You avoided the topic of the mission, which Bucky liked. He wanted his mind distracted from the terrible job he had.


“What did they give you?” You moved onto cleaning any cuts, dabbing them with paste and stitching any that were deep.

“I can’t remember. I think cereal.” Bucky replied, wincing a little as you finished off a particularly large cut on his forearm.

“The cereal here is bad.” You explained. “They don’t have much choice in food, do they?” You stood up, cleaning away your things and collecting the usual drugs from around the room to give to him. The worst part of your job was giving him the pills, the ones that prepared him for a memory wipe.

“Yeah. Yeah, it is.” He watched you closely, and smiled a little as you gave him the pills, handing him a large glass of water. You looked away as he swallowed them, guilt swamping you. “Do you think I’ll ever get to leave this place?” Bucky’s sudden question made you freeze.

“I hope so, James.” You breathed, leaning over to kiss him lightly on the head. “Good luck.” You stood back up for the doors to open, people marching in to take him away. His limbs where already moving slower, his eyes tired as they looked back at you. You gave him your warmest smile, staying like that until the doors slammed shut.

You didn’t see Bucky the next day. Or the next. Or the next.

You waited for days to see him coming in with his best smile for you, battered and bruised. You sat at the chair and waited.

Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months.

You worried that something terrible had happened; that HYDRA no longer needed him and disposed of him some how.

But soon enough, he was back – but this time, he had people with him.

He burst through your doors, eyes brightening at the sight of you. He was panting – but not covered in blood. He ran over and grabbed your hand.

“We have to get out of here.” He told you.


“No, I’m taking you to the outside world again. To safety.” He explained, not giving you chance to say anything before pulling you out the room. You ran down corridors, sneaked past soldiers, anxiety pumping through your veins. You were a healer, not a fighter.

Eventually, you got outside, your arms cold from the fresh air, eyes wide to collect in the light your craved for so long. A helicopter waited for you, along with another guy who spoke to Bucky easily.

You were hauled onto the helicopter, your body shaking, hand gripping Bucky’s as you were flown away from the place you had known for so much of your life.

“HYDRA were bad people, Y/N.” Bucky explained softly. “They were going to kill everyone, and used me for it.”

Bucky explained the situation as the helicopter flew. You were shocked, guilty that you had nearly helped the end of the world.

You began to live with the Avengers, with Bucky, in his apartment. When he had nightmares, you soothe him, and when you couldn’t sleep, he’d hold you and promise no-one would get you.

Around the mansion, you were quiet. Bucky and Steve were the only ones you could talk to properly, but Wanda and Natasha made an effort to make you feel welcome, smiling at you all the time, making small talk. Bucky was very protective over you, and usually were always together.

SHIELD eventually employed you as a doctor, and you worked on healing the Avengers when on the journey back to the mansion.

You had an eventful life, but that was how you liked it.


Request: Bucky x reader You’re Bucky’s own personal medicine and the only one that can calm him down. And HYDRA used you to keep him in line. And she is small and fragile but when Bucky is taken to the Stark Tower he wants her so the team has to go get her from the HYDRA base. And she doesn’t talk much and gets scared and only trusts Bucky and he is protective over her.

A/N: HEY! I’m sorry it’s been so long since I posted anything but here is a Bucky imagine for ya! I wonder if you even remembered that this log existed, haha. It’s not my best work… But I tried. Hopefully you’ll like it! Yikes… Before anyone asks, I’m not going to do a second part for this one. I just have so much going on I don’t have time to get more requests

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Words: 4,483

Warning(s): idk man, the reader is very scared and sensitive idk

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What Did You Just Say? (Part One)

Summary: The team has found a way to annoy Bucky, but you’re not sure what’s going on.

Word Count: 568

Warnings: None

A/N: This is going to be short (five part) drabble series because I miss Bucky. Thanks to @bengalikutti who sent me this request ages ago (oops).

Originally posted by ajl-bae

“I don’t think you’re lifting enough.” 

Bucky grunted, swiveling his head around to see you standing in the doorway, a smirk on your lips. He lowered the bar with a chuckle, the clunk of the weights sending a tremble across the floor. 

“You wanna say that again, doll?” he said, pulling himself up and wiping at his sweaty brow. Your smirk grew as you slinked to his side, toeing carefully at the ridiculous amount of weight he’d just been lifting. 

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Hidden Feelings

Request: Oh my god! I just started read your imagines and I loved so much! ❤❤❤ Could I request one where the reader is the new avenger and Bucky loves her, Wanda can’t wait to see them together and encourages him confess to her? Thanks! (Terrible English 🙄) - @mimisari234

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

You joined the Avengers not too long ago after Nick Fury recruited you, saying he was in dire need of your abilities. You’ve been apart of the team for about 6 months now and you couldn’t be happier. Everyday to you felt so pointless, you needed something to fill the empty space in your heart, and the team did just that. You felt needed, wanted, appreciated, and loved.

There was a certain Avenger you had grown close to more than the others. Bucky was tough to open up to and you could tell he was holding back like you were. Time passed and you began to have feelings for Bucky, but you felt like he wasn’t ready for something so deep. So, you remained silent about your feelings.

You were currently in the common room, talking to Sam and Steve about the next mission. You were trying to be serious, but the other two childish members were making it difficult. “Guys, just pay attention! Ugh, Sam get your finger out of Steve’s ear!” You yelled frustratingly as you stomped your foot.

Meanwhile, Bucky was watching near the entrance, gazing at your beautiful face. “She’s cute, isn’t she?” Wanda asked Bucky as she walked up. Bucky’s smile only got wider at the words Wanda spoke. “Oh my god, she’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Especially when she’s angry, it’s so-” Bucky stopped during his mini-rant about you to look down at Wanda.

She was wearing that smirk again, raising an eyebrow at Bucky. “Please, continue.” She said as Bucky’s face turned red from embarrassment. “Wanda, do not repeat that to anybody.” Bucky said, embarrassment bubbling in his stomach. There’s no way he’d ever be able to tell someone so innocent and beautiful, that he likes her. No, LOVES her.

Wanda sighed and shook her head. “Steve is going to take your chance.” Wanda stated as she watched Steve tickle you so hard, you were writhing around in his lap. Sam was in hysterics and denied your pleas for his help. Bucky turned his attention to you now and he frowned, his heart sinking in his chest.

Bucky knew he needed to tell you how he felt, he just didn’t know how. Would you even like him back? The answer is yes but he would never believe it.

Wanda sighed. “Bucky, I know you love her. She’s amazing and you can’t let her slip away because you’re scared. Who cares if you’re scared? Love is scary. You have to take risks and chances or you’ll never know.” She said, shaking her head as she thought of her own feelings for a certain someone.

A few minutes passed and you were able to go over the mission plans with your two teammates. Bucky thought about what Wanda said after she had left. He watched you put your guns in your holster and slide your knifes in your pockets with the cases over them.

You’d be gone for a week and if Bucky didn’t tell you how he felt now, he knows he’ll regret it later. Bucky walked into the room and felt his flesh hand start to get clammy. He was thankful Sam and Steve had left the room so he wouldn’t be embarrassed if you let him down.

You heard footsteps approach and you smiled when you saw Bucky walking over to you. Your heart started racing in your chest. “Hi, Bucky.” You said with a soft voice. Bucky smiled down at you and handed you your last handgun from the table. You gently took it from him and put it in your thigh holster.

You could tell something was bothering him. Bucky sighed heavily and looked down at you. “Y/N, I need to tell you something.” Bucky said nervously. Your eyebrows knitted together. “What is it?” You questioned, hoping he was finally going to make a move.

Bucky shifted his weight onto his other foot and he ran his hands through his hair. “Good luck out there.” Bucky said, his voice small and low. Your heart sank a tad at his words. “Thank you.” You said, noticing the sadness flash in Bucky’s eyes.

Steve and Sam came into the room all suited up now. “Y/N, we’re ready. Oh, hey Bucky!” Steve said with a wide smile. Bucky waved at the two men and you started to walk off to join them. “Y/N, wait!” Bucky yelled before you walked away.

You felt Bucky’s hand grab your arm and you turned around, only to be met with Bucky’s soft and plump lips. “Oh,” Steve said with a small gasp. “My,” Sam muttered with raised eyebrows. “God.” They both finished together.

You kissed Bucky and he pulled you closer by the small of your back. You smiled into the kiss and held his cheeks, his stubble tickling your palms. Bucky pulled away with a deep chuckle. “I’ve been meaning to do that. Y/N, I love you.” Bucky said, looking into your eyes.

You blushed and heard Sam and Steve cheering in the background. Bucky hid his face in the crook of your neck and you giggled. “I love you, too.” You said and you felt Bucky’s smile widen. “I’m sorry it took so long.” Bucky said with a sigh.

You pulled him away from you and gave him a tight hug. “When I get back, we can continue this. But the idiots behind us aren’t going to let this go easily. The torture begins the moment I leave the room.” You said, causing Bucky to laugh.

Bucky leaned down and kissed you again. “Be safe.” Bucky said, tucking your hair behind your ears as he held your cheeks. You felt as if you were dreaming, but you were so glad it was really happening. It was so sudden and you knew you looked as red as a tomato.

You kissed Bucky once more before joining Sam and Steve to go on your week long mission. You waved bye to Bucky and heard Bucky yell, “I love you!” to you.

Your heart skipped a beat and you smiled. “I love you too!” You, Sam, and Steve yelled. You rolled your eyes at the two and Steve pulled you into his side, chuckling.

“So, my best friend, huh?”

Note: I hope this doesn’t suck. feedback is ALWAYS welcome! thanks for the request! .c

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At Arm’s Length (Bucky x Reader)

200 followers?! You guys are so amazing! I didn’t cry.. what. 

Anyways… Got an adorable request for a Bucky x Reader! Sorry it’s late! Hope you guys like it!(:


Bucky shifted uncomfortably in his seat, rubbing his slightly shaking hands down the front of his dark wash blue jeans and lightly clearing his throat as he tried to sink into the plush cushions of the sofa he was currently sitting on. After two months of living in Avengers Tower Bucky had finally mustered up the courage to attend one of the teams weekly movie nights, and he was already beginning to regret it. 

The rest of the team looked fully at ease as they were scattered around the large living area passing around large bowls of popcorn, sipping on beer, and laughing with ease as they relaxed around their friends. Bucky swallowed thickly as he watched the team with wanting eyes. He wished he could relax like that. Let his guard down and rely on his teammates as friends instead of people simply stopping him from being the monster he truly was. 

But instead Bucky felt like he was looking at them all through the glass window of a swanky store. Seeing something he wanted with all his heart, but was never going to be able to afford himself. No matter how many missions he went on without a hitch, no matter how many training sessions he made it through without losing control, no matter how many dinners he sat through with a clear mind knowing he was safe… Bucky could never truly trust himself around these precious few who had welcomed him in with open arms, inviting smiles, and trusting hearts.

Bucky clenched his jaw and was about to stand up and storm off to his room when he was suddenly stopped by the weight of a pair of legs being thrown over his and a head propping itself lightly onto his left shoulder. 

Bucky tensed as he quickly inhaled through his nose, immediately placing the sweet scent that was tickling his senses. It was her. (Y/N) (Y/L/N). An assassin trained by the Black Widow herself, but (Y/N) had an advantage. She could read and manipulate people’s emotions which made her an indispensable asset on undercover missions. It also meant she was an extremely touchy feely kind of person. 

After spending all day manipulating and feeling other peoples emotions (Y/N) loved nothing more than to relax by getting as close as possible to people who radiated pure emotions. And ever since he moved into the Tower Bucky had been her go-to. From putting their chairs as close as possible during meals and mission briefings to practically climbing onto his lap whenever he graced the rest of the team with his presence in the living room (Y/N) always seemed to be getting into Bucky’s personal space. 

Bucky usually just pushed her gently to the side. Tried to put distance between himself and the beautiful fragile women he had grown to care for more than anyone else on the team. She was so pure and so trusting and he just couldn’t let her get close to him when he knew what he was capable of doing to her.

But damn if those few seconds when she dared to get close weren’t Bucky’s favorite. He could pretend for a few seconds that he could be normal and that everything could be okay. He could cherish her smooth skin against his. Feel the heat radiating off of another human. He could melt into the trust that rolled off of the deadly assassin like waves. But then he would remember. He would snap back into reality where she was too good to be tainted by him and he would do what he’s been doing to everyone else for months now. He would push her away, slowly breaking both their hearts in the process. 

Today would have been no different as Bucky gently picked her up and placed her on to other side of the couch, but instead of giving him a gentle and understanding smile as she usually did (Y/N) stood up and walked to the other side of the living room throwing herself onto someone else’s lap. Steve’s lap.

Steve automatically wrapped one of his strong arms around his friend as he could (quite literally) feel her radiating sadness. Steve looked down to ask her what was wrong but she simply tucked her face further into his chest. This only confused the super soldier more before he caught the murderous stormy grey gaze of his best friend across the room. 

Everyone knew how Bucky and (Y/N) felt about each other. Her always snuggling up close and him always watching her with protective eyes. It was cute, if not infuriating. And it was something Steve definitely did not want to be in the middle of

Everyone else around the room had quieted down as they could feel the tension simmering between the two friends over the curled up assassin who looked close to tears in Steve’s lap. The only sounds to be heard were the voices of the buddy cops bickering on the TV screen. 

Steve swallowed as he slowly lifted his arm from (Y/N)’s frame and looked around the room for backup from his other teammates. Everyone else, however, simply shook their heads or looked away, knowing full well Bucky’s feelings for the women currently comforting herself in Steve’s embrace, and did not want to get involved.

Bucky stood up from his end of the couch and walked over to the recliner Steve was sitting in. The rest of the Avengers watched with baited breath, wow this was better than the movie, as Bucky stood towering over his best friend who looked too stunned to speak. Bucky’s fists were clenched so hard Steve was afraid his metal hand would dent, but before he could think about that any further Bucky hastily, but gently, picked up (Y/N) from Steve’s arms and held her close to his chest. 

(Y/N)’s head snapped up to look at Bucky, but he wasn’t looking at her. Instead his gaze was set ahead as he carried her back to his previous spot on the couch and clutched her closer to his body, not allowing her to move. 

“Buck?” (Y/N) looked at the soldier with confused eyes. He had been avoiding her for months and now he was holding her like she was his life line and if he let go he was going to waste away (something Bucky wasn’t entirely too sure wouldn’t happen). 

Her breath caught as Bucky finally looked her in the eyes. His eyes looked so vulnerable she couldn’t speak.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky whispered back, voice raspy, trying not to break. 

“Why?” (Y/N) couldn’t figure out why Bucky would need to apologize. She was the one who had been pushing his boundaries, forcing him into positions he might not be comfortable with. 

“For keeping you at arms length when all I’ve wanted is to hold you close.” It wasn’t clear who moved in first, but somehow their lips became connected and didn’t separate until a loud “Finally!” rang throughout the room.

(Y/N) and Bucky broke apart quickly, blushes gracing their faces before Bucky picks her up once again and starts walking out of the room away from their nosy teammates. “I think we’ve wasted enough time already, doll.”


Steve blew the silver whistle hanging from his mouth signaling the newest recruits to take a quick break. They all collapsed on the training room ground, chugging from their water bottles and looking around as the superheroes around the gym trained with ease.

“Dude is that the Winter Soldier?” 

“Better yet is that Inclination…cuddling into his side?!” 

All the recruits looked on with wide eyes as (Y/N) hugged Bucky around the waist as he paused between sets of pull ups and gave him a quick peck on the lips before he pulled her closer and rubbed his nose against hers as she giggled.

“How long does it take before I can do that?”

Steve laughed as he over heard the recruits and stopped them from getting too much further into their fantasies. “I wouldn’t try. Touch Buck and you’ll get ripped to shreds, not even I can save you.”

Clint gave a shiver as he walked by and added, “Touch (Y/N) and even God can’t save you.”


Oh golly geez! I am so sorry this took so long and the end is kinda awkward! My family decided to build/move into a new house so I’ve been kind of busy with that but… I hope you liked it!

As always Requests, Ships, and Preferences are OPEN!