Kind of miss the first two weeks after Infinity War came out and we were all crying over our faves turning into ashes and everything was a mess. I mean, everything’s still a mess, but now we’ve just accepted that they’re all chilling in the soul stone and Peter is annoying Sam and Bucky with random questions.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Prompt: “Well, this is a surprising turn-on” Word count: 3,989 Warnings: Sensuality, Puns Through the Roof Summary:As an Agent of SHIELD, you’re sent to get an Avengers team out of trouble. Bucky has left something behind. Sometimes, it’s hard to keep secrets…secret. Written for @noshitstark’s writing challenge :) Thank you so much for hosting!!! I loved writing this!
Three pairs of eyes
swivel to glare at Sam. He doesn’t really care. He’s too busy looking around
the room, trying to ignore the zip ties holding his wrists behind his back. No
windows. Only one or two faint light bulbs above. Walls. An iron door, which
had made a very loud clang when their captors locked them in.
“So, now that we’ve
decided on the obvious,” Barnes snaps at him, “How do we get out, bird brain?”
Bucky’s left arm is emitting sparks from the shoulder, where his metal arm had
become detached (and, embarrassingly for him, lost) in the fray of infiltrating
the facility - his remaining arm is clasped in a vibranium handcuff, which in
turn is latched to one of the many vibranium pipes in the room. Which is little
more than a water heater closet. Large enough for their voices to echo, small
enough that Sam is trying not to feel nervous with his knees knocking into
Barnes’ and Natasha’s. Stuck in a crawl space with two of the world’s greatest
assassins? Not exactly how he’d choose to spend his Saturday.
Steve, blood streaking
down his face from a nasty head wound, has closed his eyes to rest his head
against the closet wall. “I sent a distress signal to Stark,” he murmurs now.
“Help will come. Or Hydra will trip up and we’ll kick ‘em back.”
“That’ll go well,” Nat
says sarcastically, shaking her sweaty, grimy hair from her face. “Since we did
so great the first time, when we had our weapons and Barnes had both arms.”
“We’ve been in worse
situations than this,” Steve says testily. “We’ll make it out.”
“How did Hydra get their
hands on this much vibranium, anyway?” Sam wonders aloud.
“Do you think we’ll get
“Stark is taking his
time on purpose,” Bucky complains with a grunt. “As soon as I get my hands -
er, hand on him - ”
“Shh!” Steve says
suddenly, lifting his head. He’s a little cross-eyed, but alert. “Listen.”
And all four inhabitants
of this Hydra plumbing closet tilt their heads to obey.
“I agreed to help you two look for it, I didn’t sign up for some second grade treasure hunt.” He grumbles as he hands over the plastic pill bottle.
“Don’t look at me, I’m not the one who lost it,” says Sam as he levels an accusatory look right at Steve. – The shield is gone. Steve knows it’s Natasha who’s taken it, but instead of just giving it back (too easy, that would never happen), she sends him, Bucky, and Sam the long way around.
This was originally supposed to be a one-shot to make a friend feel better, but I delayed on it so long that it became a celebratory fic instead! Hope you like it :)
since halloween is right around the corner, imagine the post-thanos halloween superhero-themed party at the compound:
Tony is wearing a captain america uniform and a t-shirt over it that says “Tony Stark is my Hero”, steve is just in his normal clothes except for his shirt that says “*Stank” in big bold letters, and peter takes a picture of the two standing together, laughing abiut something, and of course it goes viral once he posts it.
Clint is wearing an apron that says “the earth might be closed but the cook’s legs aint” and yellow cleaning gloves, walking around with a broom and a dustpan occasionally yelling the names of the avengers that dusted like “BuckY?? Saaaam? I came to pick you up!”
Natasha is wearing a shirt that says 20/20 and no one understands why until Vision arrives later and she stands next to him dead-silent and everyone loses their fucking minds.
brunhilde came for the free booze, thor is talking to bruce and they’re both dressed as each other and claiming to be ‘the strongest avenger’ in an annoying childish voice.
Sam is claiming to be an eligible goth girlfriend but all he’s wearing is bucky’s red henley and a shitton of eyeliner.
bonus: peter says how he likes bucky’s costume (a full-blown falcon uniform with a huge post it note that says “Pigeon” on his chest) and bucky doesnt respond at first, until he goes “why did you dress up as me” and peter goes “cause youre really cool mr. white wolf” and bucky goes “but im not even a hero” and peter goes “my history textbook and the walmart superhero costume section say otherwise” and the kid just shrugs as if he didnt make bucky’s entire goddamn day.