steve you are so adorable let me love you

Imagine Steve catching you sneaking off

Requested by @netflixa with the prompts: “Can I ask you why you wanna push your luck? ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing,” &  “Not that my choices are any of your business, but I’ve turned over a new leaf.” Tags under the cut. 

“Can I ask you why you wanna push your luck? ‘Cause that’s what you’re doing,” the familiar voice coming from behind you hit a nerve and you sighed to calm yourself down.

Spinning around, you holster your katana and smiled at Captain America himself, “Not that my choices are any of your business, but I’ve turned over a new leaf.”

“A new leaf, huh?” Steve smirked skeptically and strolled right up to you. “Is that why you’re leaving in the middle of the night?”

“You caught me,” you retorted with false innocence.

Steve’s smile faded and actual concern fell upon his face, “Come on, Y/N. What are you doing?”

Pulling down your black hood, you shrugged. “I’m trying to make things right, I’m going to help my friend.”

“We’re your friends,” his hand reached over and landed on your shoulder; the warmth killed you.

“You of all people should understand the position I am in,” you scoffed and looked down at your watch. He was expecting you soon. “I have to go, he needs my help.”

“Murdock is a big boy, we have bigger things to fight,” his own words made him wince, because Steve knew what you were feeling.

“You sound like Tony,” you remarked with a tiny bit of disgust. “I fucked up and ran from my problems, leaving Matt to deal with the aftermath. I left Hell’s Kitchen and became an Avenger.”

Steve removed his hand and looked toward the door, “You’re going to get hurt.”

“I always do,” you chuckled. “Jesus, Steve. We’re all fighting the same battle here, you do see that right?”

“Yeah,” Steve’s voice was filled with remorse. “I get it, do what you have to.”

“But?” You asked with suspicion.

Steve stepped toward you, lifting his palm to your face. His blue eyes soften and a small sad smile appeared on his face. “Come back to me, in one piece.”

You grinned and clutched the front of his shirt, pulling him down to your lips. He kissed you gently, wrapping his arms around your waist. You groaned into his mouth and tugged at his blond locks.

“I have to go,” you whispered in between kisses, slowly breaking your lips from his.

“Yeah,” he managed a tight smile and cleared his throat. “Don’t get yourself killed.”

“Well, I have something to come back to now,” you patted Steve’s chest and winked at him.

He watched you walk toward the door and he couldn’t do it. There was no way he was going to let you walk out of that door alone, so he called out your name. When you turned to see what he wanted, he was already in front of you. “Give me a minute, let me go suit up.”

Laughing, you followed him out the door. “Oh, Matt’s gonna love this.”

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Sick

Request: aww i’m really sick at the Moment :( Would you maybe write an imagine with Bucky where you’re his girlfriend but also dealing with a nasty flu and he is all caring and protective, doing anything to help you and makes sure you’re comfortable and stuff ? That would be really great <3

Originally posted by luvinchris


You suddenly jolted awake in your bed, gently wrapping your hand around your throat. It had a nasty sting that flowed through your chest and your mouth was producing a lot more saliva. You knew what was about to happen. 

Quickly throwing the blankets off of you and stumbling over your own two feet, you rushed into your bathroom and bent over the toilet, emptying your stomach. You coughed up the rest and took deep breaths, the little episode leaving you without air for a few minutes. 

You stood up and suddenly felt really cold and drained of energy. You flushed the toilet and brushed your teeth twice before all traces of the nasty stomach fluids went away. You walked back into your bedroom and slipped on your warm Stark Industries hoodie.

You felt like death as you checked the time. 5:30am. The sun wasn’t even out yet and you knew you weren’t going to be able to sleep. Bucky was always the first awake so he could run early with Steve. He was more than likely in the kitchen. You sighed, feeling nauseous and dizzy. Your body ached as you walked out of your room and down the elevator to the kitchen. 

The light was already on and it gave you a headache. Or did you already have it? You didn’t remember; it was hard to focus when you were shivering violently. You walked in the kitchen and saw Bucky reading the newspaper, still in just his sweats from last night.

You let out a cough, startling the man. Bucky’s head shot up to you and he took in your appearance. “You’re so pale. What’s the matter, Doll?” He asked, quickly coming over to you. His hands rested on your cheeks and he gasped. “You’re burning up! Do you feel okay?” Bucky asked, his shocked expression making you smile a little.

You just shrugged and coughed again, covering your mouth with your arm. “I threw up and I’m freezing. Everything hurts.” You explained with a scratchy voice. Bucky frowned and touched your forehead. “What did you eat last night?” Bucky asked, moving to get you some water and to make you some soup.

You sat down on the stool he was on moments ago, the warmth on it comforting you. Bucky grabbed some medicine and put your chicken noodle soup on the stove, waiting for it to heat up. “I didn’t have much of an appetite actually. So I skipped.” You said softly. He set the medicine down along with your water bottle.

Bucky hummed in response as he got the thermometer and came around to stand beside you. You turned to face him and frowned. “Bucky, I-I’m fine. Really.” You didn’t want to admit you were sick because you knew Bucky would try to help you any way he could. You didn’t mind, but he would eventually stay with you the whole time and sacrifice his upcoming missions just to take care of you.

“Open.” Bucky said, ignoring your previous words. You sighed and did as Bucky said, letting him stick the thermometer under your tongue. Bucky watched you closely and sighed. “You might have the flu.” He said lowly, gently tucking your hair behind your ear. “Baby, you’re gonna need lots of rest, okay?” Bucky said, pecking your forehead. You nodded and the simple movement made your head spin slightly.

The pot of soup on the stove started boiling and Bucky quickly moved over and poured it in a bowl. He set the spoon down in it, stirring it lightly as he blew cool air on it. You took the thermometer out when it started beeping and you groaned at the number. “What’s it say?” Bucky asked worriedly as he set your bowl of soup down in front of you. He took it from you and his eyes grew wide. “103? Y/N, you’ve definitely got the flu.” Bucky said, setting the thermometer down.

You groaned again, suddenly feeling really hot. You breathed out and coughed hard, this time feeling the congestion in your chest. Bucky rubbed your back and grabbed a spoon full of soup, bringing some of the warm liquid up to your mouth. You gently swallowed it and let the warmth soothe your sore throat.

After you finished your soup and took some medicine, Bucky carried you to your bedroom. You sighed, slipping off your hoodie now. You were starting to sweat and Bucky frowned as he sat on the edge of your bed. “I’m gonna let Steve know you’re ill. I’m staying with you until you’re better.” Bucky said quietly, reaching for your hand. He softly stroked the back of it and you sighed.

“You don’t have to stay with me, Bucky.” You said softly, looking at Bucky with a frown. He just smiled sadly at you. “Y/N, you’re sick and everyone else will be gone on the mission today. Who would take care of you then?” Bucky asked, sending a quick text to Steve. It always amused you to see Bucky and Steve using their iPhones. Their fingers were so large, sometimes you couldn’t even understand what either of them typed and sent you.

Bucky set his phone down on your bedside table and you quickly sat up, holding your mouth closed. “Doll?” Bucky asked, his eyebrows furrowed. You shot out of bed and rushed into the restroom, the toilet full of the soup you just had. You felt a hand pull your hair back and Bucky rested his head on your shoulder. You couldn’t care less how you looked right now, you just knew it was all a hot mess.

You finally finished and you were breathing hard, trying to catch your breath. Tears filled your eyes and you sniffled. “I hate throwing up.” You said with a cough. Bucky stood up and got a wash cloth, running it under the cool water at the sink. He handed it to you and you grabbed it, wiping your hot face. “Doll, I’m so sorry.” Bucky said quietly, his hand resting on your shoulder.

You stood up and flushed the toilet, quickly brushing your teeth again. Bucky kept his arms wrapped around your waist, his hands gently rubbing across your stomach. His chin was resting on your shoulder and you sighed, cleaning off the toothpaste around your lips. Bucky led you back into your room and you got the chills again. You shivered harshly and buried yourself under your blankets.

Bucky climbed in beside you, his body heat immediately drawing you into him. Bucky held you as close as possible, wrapping his leg protectively over yours. His lips stayed on your warm forehead as he gently rubbed your back. You hummed and closed your eyes, exhaustion creeping into your body. “Thank you, Bucky.” you said softly. Bucky smiled against your forehead.

You felt Bucky hug you closer as you shivered again. “I’ll always be here to take care of you, Doll.” Bucky said.


Suddenly someone knocked on your door, pulling you out of your rest. You groaned, waking up from having been in a deep sleep and your head killing you. “Come in.” Bucky said quiet enough not to hurt your ears. Your door opened and Sam poked his head in, Clint and Steve joining him.

They all piled in your room, one by one, taking in your sick state. “Guys, she needs to rest. Steve, I thought I told you I wasn’t going to make it.” Bucky said, holding you even closer, shielding your body as if to let them know not to come near you right now. 

You nuzzled your face in Bucky’s neck. “We just wanted to make sure she isn’t dying.” Steve said, making Sam snicker. He immediately stopped when Bucky shot him a glare and Steve slapped his shoulder with the back of his hand. Clint chuckled and Sam glared at him.

You groaned and turned to look at the men. “Yow!” Clint yelled, seeing how pale you were. “Daaamn!” Sam yelled, holding his fist to his mouth while he made an ‘o’ face. You shot them your middle finger and Steve quickly ushered the two men out of your room. “Sorry.” Steve muttered. You rolled your eyes and buried yourself deeper into Bucky’s body. “I’ll deal with them later.” Steve said with a sigh.

Bucky nodded and rested his hand on your cheek, stroking it with your thumb. “Y/N, please, sleep.” Bucky said, looking down at you. He turned to Steve with an apologetic look. “Steve, she needs to rest. She just has the flu.” Bucky explained shortly. Steve nodded sadly. “Let me know of any changes.” Steve said before leaving, joining the others to go on the mission.

You whimpered and looked up at Bucky. “Do I really look that bad?” You asked, your voice almost gone. Bucky frowned at the sound of your weak voice, shaking his head. “Of course not. You’re so beautiful, Doll.” Bucky said, kissing your forehead. You smiled a little and closed your eyes, sleep once again calling your name.

“Sleep well, Y/N. I love you.” Bucky whispered, staring at your face he adored so much.

Note: I hope you feel better, sweetie! I want Bucky to take care of me when I’m sick, aw. feedback is welcome! .c

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One and Only pt. 5 (final)

Prompt: You need a little bit of T.L.C. after being shot on a mission and that includes a new roommate. You have a massive crush on him and he’s clueless.

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1,111

Warnings: just super fluffy, per usual

A/N: and we have come to the end! i know it was short but that’s okay. it was fluffly and cute and nice (:

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Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

The few days without Steve were hard, harder than you expected. But because of your pride, you tried to do things as you normally would, as if you weren’t still injured. But you struggled. And because of that, you made the couch your bed and ordered takeout for every meal. Netflix was your best friend. You’d watched too many movies to count. You’d downloaded way too many apps on your phone to pass the time without him, without any interaction.

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Cuddle Night

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Teens and Up
Summary: There’s no actual plot, Steve is holding Reader and cuddling with her. Pure fluffy fiction with this 6’2” dork.
Words Count: 1.1k
Genre: Fluff!
Warnings: Some light innuendos, but nothing else.

Gif used below isn’t mine, credit to the rightful owner.

On the ground, covered by your favorite fluffy blankets with cushions placed around your bodies, you lied on top of Steve, next to the fireplace as the natural warmth of his figure caressed your skin. You could lie there for hours, your legs intertwined and your finger gently wandering over his sculptured torso as your boyfriend whispered sweet nothings.

Steve could feel your chest expand and contract on top of his, breathing out fresh air that tickled the side of his neck. He tightened his grasp around your waist as he turned slightly and looked out of the window, only to find the night’s welcoming stars beginning to light the ocean behind the cabin. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day.

Reaching your hands out, you grazed your fingers against his arm and shoulder, brushing across his fair soft skin. As you looked up at him, you felt yourself melting under his loving blue eyes. Like a surge of electricity flowed through you; your arms went up and wrapped themselves behind his neck with your foreheads connecting as you kissed slowly.

The small room was losing its brightness and falling dark around your interlaced bodies, embracing. Everything surrounding you was gone, and all you could think was how you felt safe between the super soldier’s strong, comforting arms.

“Steve?” Your call was a no more than whisper.

“Hmm?” He responded whilst brushing your hair with his fingers.

“You know, sometimes I caught myself wishing we weren’t Avengers,” you confessed, knowing he was frowning in confusion. “I know how it sounds, but I miss the feeling of a normal life. We’ve done this for so long; I just want to know what being a regular person means, at least one more time.”

“There will be a day when we’ll have to stop,” he blurted out and this time, you raised your head to look into his eyes and he chuckled lightly. “I’m not speaking about dying, but about retirement… I’d like us to spend our old days in a house in Brooklyn.”

“Uh… remind me how old-”

“Don’t go there, Y/N.”

“Anyway, I love that idea,” you giggled, settling in the crook of his neck and he traced patterns on your arm, pecking your head.

“It’s probably hard to believe, but sometimes I actually forget I’m a man out of time. I know that my childhood was during the great depression, that I came of age in war and I lost much in my life. But when I’m with you, I seem to forget all this and I can allow myself to be happy.”

“This is the best thing you could ever tell me,” you kissed his surface, snuggling.

“It’s not comfortable here.” Steve groaned, wiggling his back on the ground and you gave him that look, signaling he had ruined a beautiful, romantic moment.

“Says the guy who wanted to sleep by the fireplace.”

“What?” He scoffed, “you literally bounced at me when I placed the logs into the fire.”

“I didn’t bounce at you!”

“Yes, you did! Like an animal.” He mocked and you met his eyes full of sarcasm again.

“But you know how I feel when you chop the woods and put them in the fireplace. You triggered my love for lumberjack Steve Rogers.”

“You’re crazy; Y/N, but I love that,” Steve beamed at you and couldn’t help, but kiss you, his fingers holding your waist tight as one hand on the back of your neck held your head. Kissing him with all your adoration, you could feel yourself running out of breath and your heart beating at a wild speed.

“And you’re out of your mind to date someone like me,” you exhaled, pulling away.

He laughed heartily and you leaned to capture his lips again in a soft kiss that lingered until your lungs reminded you of a natural and vital need of air.

“It’s not as bad as I thought it’d be. I like it,” you whispered closely, your smiling mouth hovering above his and you gazed into his blue eyes with love.

“What are you talking about?”

“Sleeping next to the fire, it’s like we’re camping,” you traced the edges of his thick lips with your finger and he kissed them in.

Steve blew some air from your jaw down on your neck and you fluttered your eyes closed, feeling the goosebumps forming on your skin and your shivering figure tried to nuzzle closer to him than you already were.

The peaceful and welcoming silence filling the atmosphere of the living room again, you came back to your initial position, only to feel uncomfortable, starting to wiggle your body to find more space.

“What?” The super soldier asked in a sly growl.

“You’re taking all the room.”

He huffed a laugh, shifting your bodies to your sides, with his bicep still entwined around you and he kissed your forehead, hoping you felt better. It was without counting on your arm crushed under your ribs, and you moved it almost shyly, not missing earning another groan from your boyfriend.

"What now?”

“My arm is falling asleep.”

“Then we spoon,” he announced and as he was about to open his arms, you hardly managed to turned his body and you folded yours hardly around him, your head resting on his shoulder.

“Uh… no, doll. Come here,” Steve laughed, rolling you both on your other sides and he enveloped you like he was a big spoon. His bicep slid under your head as a new pillow and his free arm found your waist, pressing your back flush against him.

“Like this, it’s better,” he smiled. “You’ve always loved being the little spoon, I know you better than what you think.” He hummed your hair slowly, breathing in the familiar sweet scent of your shampoo.

“Steve?”

“Hmm?”

“Stop answering with ‘hmm’.”

“Hmm.” He whispered in a deep voice, challenging you and you laughed, your head throwing back on his shoulder as the joyful vibrations of your body passed through him.

”Steve?” You called after another blank moment and a goofy smile curled his lips.

“Hmm?”

“I’m annoying, aren’t I?”

“Hmm.”

“Steven!” You slid your hand back, on his side to try to tickle him and he yelped, laughing.

“Okay, okay,” he intertwined his hand with yours, stopping you. “Yes, you’re annoying, but it’s just your most adorable mood.”

As he finished, he draped the blanket over the both of you and you inhaled the air in contentment. One of your hands moved up, finding the one in front of your sight as your fingers held the forearm securing you into a tight and warm embrace.

“Steve?”

“Yes, Y/N?”

“Let me the big spoon, just for once.”

An enormous laugh escaped his mouth, “I don’t think so, Agent.”

“Okay… I still love you.”

“Love you so much more.”

“I don’t think so, Captain,” you scoffed, mocking his earlier tone and he opened his eyes.

“Oh, really?”

“Yep,” you squealed as he poked your sides. “Love you most.”


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The Avengers Preference - Types of Kisses

Bruce Banner/The Hulk:

He often does little finger kisses that reassure you and comfort you. He’s not one to show too much affectionate but when he does it’s because he wants to remind you that he does adore you and he’s listening. 

Bucky Barnes:

The ‘sweet and sensitive’ kisses. Bucky has done some stuff that he regrets so being able to come home to you and be with someone who he can be gentle and loving to is the best thing for him. He’d savor these types of kisses. 

Clint Barton/Hawkeye: 

Lots of quick, funny and kind of desperate kisses. Both of you do these kinds of kisses as a little joke but it’s also because you worry that you’ll never be able to kiss him enough. Just one of the cons of having an assassin and an Avenger as your boyfriend. 

Loki: 

The “I know we don’t have much time so kiss me now” kiss. It’s not one that many people experience but you and Loki would go through it. A lot. 

Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver:

Young, desperate kisses. Kisses that make you never want to let him go. What more would you expect from Pietro? 

Steve Rogers/Captain America:

Steve would pepper your face with little kisses. He loves being able to show you affection; to prove to you that he adores you. He has so much built up emotions so being able to come and just kiss you all over your face and make you giggle pleases him. 

Thor: 

You wouldn’t be able to see Thor very often and when you do, he’d probably be a very nervous kisser. He’s all about being a gentleman but he doesn’t want to waste your time together so in your kisses you’d probably take the lead. 

Tony Stark/Iron Man:

Dorky, fun bed kisses is what Tony lives for. He’s not so tensed up and filled with sarcastic comments when he’s around you and he knows what you like and he adores being able to make you happy. These are his favourite kisses. 

A/N: might went a little overboard with this because i’m a sucker for steve adoring tony oK

“Go kick their ass, baby!” Steve cheered as he watched the Avengers fight the giant lizards roaming through New York on his tablet in his hospital bed. “Ouch, nice shot, babe, good job.” 

“Are you just going to cheer on Tony the whole time, Cap?” Clint asked through the comm in his ears. 

“Probably,” Steve shrugged. He felt he didn’t need to suggest any form of strategy since the team seemed to handle it perfectly well. “You know Tony’s in charge when I’m not there.” 

Steve had been bedridden for the past week since he took quite a hit during their last fight with Hammer’s robots, but he was perfectly fine watching his boyfriend kick ass. There was just something in the way Tony moved during a fight that never failed to capture Steve. God knows how many times he forgot to catch his shield after he threw it just because he was watching Tony move around. He makes fighting look elegant even as he wears a bulky suit of armor, it’s as if the fight is his dance and the battlefield is his stage. 

Steve is utterly transfixed.  

On the screen, Tony shoots a lizard square in the chest, making it crumble to the ground. Steve whistles, “Nice aim.” 

“Steve,” Tony whined but Steve can perfectly picture him blushing inside of his helmet. He always gets like this whenever Steve compliments him or show his affection so publicly and Steve is very vocal about his adoration for Tony. Tony asked him why one time and Steve had replied with a shrug, like it was so obvious and said, “I’m just proud because I have you as my fella. You’re amazing, baby, of course, I’m going to show off a catch like you.” 

As expected, Tony smiled and bit his lip hard enough that Steve thought it was going to bleed as he hid his blush into the crook of Steve’s neck. 

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Steve’s First Christmas

Pairing: Steve x Reader, a bit of Tony and Nat 

Warnings: Fluff, slight swearing?

Word count: 2,221 

A/N: This is my first ever Capsicle fic, I hope you all like it! Feedback is always highly appreciated! Anyways, I wanna wish you all the happiest of Holidays, no matter what you celebrate. Have a wonderful rest of 2016 and an even more beautiful beginning of 2017. xx

Originally posted by daystilchristmas

Snow was gently falling down onto the unusually empty streets of New York, as you stood by the window watching the peaceful scenery. It was going to be a white Christmas indeed. This Christmas would be Steve’s first Christmas after coming back and you were determined to make it perfect for him. This year had been tough on him, he had been forced to adapt to the vast change that had occurred during his absence and he was lonely. Despite his efforts to hide it, you knew he was. Most of his friends had died and he wasn’t there to mourn them or pay his last respects to them. It weighed heavy on him and although you couldn’t take away the pain, you wanted for him to have a happy Christmas. Steve had gladly accepted your invitation to spend Christmas with you; The plan was to watch a few Christmas movies with him on Christmas Eve and to have dinner with him, Tony and Nat on Christmas Day. It was the first Christmas dinner you had ever hosted, so you were indeed rather nervous about it.

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Steve had freckles before he took the serum that made him Captain America.

After the serum he didn’t anymore, because apparently the serum took the freckles as an imperfection that needed to be eliminated and so it did.

Steve doesn’t mind, because, he too, didn’t like ‘em that much.

But Bucky.

Bucky has been in love with Steve since they were little kids, even before he knew what that word actually meant. But they couldn’t be together, so he limited himself to watch Steve and take his fill for until he wouldn’t be able anymore.

Sometimes, he would make lists of all the things that he loves about his best friend, and they were always, embarrassingly long. They’re so long that those lists can be summarised in one sentence that reads:

I love everything about Steve Grant Rogers.

But freckles have a special place in those lists.

Because every time he’d look at Steve, he’d see those adorable freckles and he’d just want to touch ‘em, like he did when they were kids and it wasn’t weird.

He’d look at them and want to trace them lightly with the tip of his fingers, and watch Steve’s face wrinkle as he laughed pulling away ‘cause “It tickles, Buck”

He’d look at them and want to kiss every single one of them, because they were beautiful and perfect and Steve’s.

But then, the serum took them away, and when they find each other again, with the “I thought you were smaller” line, Bucky wanted to ask him, “Where are your freckles?” but had held it in at the last moment.

Every time he looks at Steve, he sees the boy he’s always been in love with, and he’s thankful for the fact that Steve is healthier and stronger, he just wishes that the serum didn’t have to take away the freckles he had dreamt to kiss for so long.

But then, something else happens, he doesn’t know how or why it happens, maybe it was just a matter of Steve getting his skin exposed to more direct sunrays, or maybe something deeper, and like how Zemo had said “There’s some green in the blue of your eyes” implying that Steve wasn’t the perfect soldier that everyone now seemed to see him as, but that he was and always has been, even after the serum, an imperfect man, the thing is that one day he turns to look at Steve, and his breath catches because the freckles are there.

His Stevie wasn’t perfect, Bucky had known that, he had loads of imperfections, and Bucky had loved every single one of them. But before he hadn’t been allowed to touch or to kiss, or just show how much he loved them.

Now though, he is, and quite frankly he wouldn’t care even if he wasn’t.

As far as he’s concerned, everything’s good as long as he gets to kiss Steve Roger’s freckles.

And now, he touches and kisses as much and as long as he likes, (and as much Stevie lets him) and doesn’t waste any more time not kissing his childhood sweetheart’s freckles. 

“God, I love your freckles.” He says as he traces them lightly with his fingers.

Steve wrinkles his nose adorably, and huffs out a laugh, eyes alight when he says, “I know.”

Bucky smiles big, and leans down to kiss them again and again.

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The Rose

Originally posted by fantasyimagine

Requested? Yes. “@green-spotlight said: Hi :) so, can u do a Bucky x reader? Like, Steve brings Bucky to the tower and you two meet, he likes you instantly and gets overprotective, and doesn’t let anyone get too close to you, even Steve :’) But you understand him because you love him (??? Thank you loooves”

Warnings: bad words and a little violence

A/N: This was adorable im gna cry (also didnt proof check this), I changed a little bit of ur request so forgive me for it x

Pairing: Bucky x Reader 

Prompt: As soon as Bucky meets the reader he feels infatuated towards her, he fears anyone who gets too close to her, afraid of losing his dearest.

Word count: 1397 (shit sorry)

Bucky had no idea why, but as soon as he saw her, as soon as he heard her voice and looked at her in the eyes, he couldn’t help it but care intensely for her and stay near her, protecting her whenever she needed.

He met her when he was walking down the streets of New York City, trying to find the most beautiful arrangement of flowers he could possibly get. Furthermore, as he walked by a small floriculture, almost hidden between the tall buildings and large stores that circled the city, he saw just the perfect bouquet he needed and not only that, but he found her.

She was smoothly running her hands through a bouquet of lilies as she tried to contain a smile from the soft touch of the petals, and as she accidentally giggled loudly at the tickles on her hand she looked up and ran her eyes around the little store, trying to see if anyone caught her. And someone indeed did, Bucky did.

He was only there to get some damn flowers and head back to the Avenger’s tower where Wanda was celebrating her birthday with the other heroes and waiting for him to cut the cake, but he couldn’t stop staring, and she noticed it, because she smirked at him. Not in a malicious way or anything like it, but in an “I know you’re staring and I actually don’t find it creepy” way.

The girl suddenly remembered she worked there and the man, who looked contemplative, was a costumer. Which meant she had to be of help instead of playing with bouquets that gave the floriculture a delightful scent.

She walked until she was standing in front of him and said hi, presenting herself and the little shop, asking him excitedly if he needed anything. Though he was infatuated with her bubbliness and beauty, his volatile self was panicking inside and couldn’t speak at all, or smile. Scare her was the last thing he needed, so he just pointed at the delicate white vase with red and yellow roses inside.

She felt a little blue over his indifference but she remembered why she was there for and quickly got the bouquet he asked for, and when she turned her back to get the flowers, he mentally slapped himself thirty-seven times for not being able to say a fucking hello to a cute girl who he had shamelessly taken interest in.

“Red and yellow, jovial and happy feelings.” She spoke quietly the meaning of the colors he had just picked, speaking more to herself than to him, but he heard. She walked then to the cashier as she fixed the bouquet and tried to make it look prettier.

“Is it for a birthday? I assume you would’ve picked the entirely red ones or the red and white if it was for a lover.” She immediately realized how wrong she sounded and tried to fix herself but nothing she said made any sense, so she just stopped talking and muttered an apology. “That will be $23, Money or card?” The girl asked ashamed, not looking him in the eyes after not receiving a proper answer from the man, her boss would kill her if he was there.

“Don’t worry, doll. It is indeed for a birthday, you’ve done nothing wrong to be apologize.” He said as he took his wallet from his pocket, taking the right amount of money. “I’m Bucky.” And he fucking smiled. He smiled so sweetly at her she swore she felt all her muscles soften.

She not only felt relived for not creeping him out but she felt happy, she felt her good mood coming back, not containing a smile.

“I’m (Y/N).”

Bucky was taking (y/n) for the first time to the Avenger’s tower to meet his friends, she had never met any of them and everyone was in eager to finally look at the cause of Bucky’s sudden good mood with their own eyes.

“Are you nervous, baby?” He asked her as they entered the elevator.

“Not much, how are you feeling?”

“I’m great.” He said smiling down at her, but truth is Bucky was a little nervous. He didn’t know how they would react and he wanted them to absolutely adore her. He started picturing what could happen, pleasing scenarios and not so pleasing ones. As they waited for the elevator to reach the floor where they were supposed to meet each other, Bucky found himself imaging a disturbing scene. One where they hated her and somehow hurt her.

He also started picturing what putting her in his life could do to her, how hazardous he was, how catastrophic his work could be and he felt nauseous. A bloodbath involving her was the very last thing he wanted ever to happen.  

But the elevator doors opened and as Steve, Tony, Vision, T’Challa, Peter, Wanda, Natasha, Clint and Sam – almost fucking everyone - stood in front of the elevator, he realized he couldn’t take her away from there now. Sure he was overprotective, but it was only because he knew how the world worked, how HYDRA worked and how obnoxious and evil people could be. And that world was not somewhere he wanted you to live.

The Avengers almost exploded in contentment, they were finally meeting her, and as Steve came towards the couple to give (Y/N) a proper welcome, Bucky felt his fear spreading through his veins and before he could realize what he had done, everyone looked terrified and Bucky was shielding his now frightened girlfriend with his back.

The Winter Soldier came to say hello and Steve was on the floor, bleeding.

And as everyone got defensive and ready to attack (Y/N) did something no one ever thought they would see. She managed to bring Bucky back by touching his arm.

“Bucky, Steve is not gonna hurt me, no one will, it’s okay.” She said caressing his cheek as a wave of gentleness invaded his empty alarmed eyes.

He immediately started apologizing and helped Steve to get up, but Steve knew it happened sometimes and he knew it wasn’t his fault so it was alright and he wasn’t offended or anything alike.

He apologized repeatedly to everyone as the girl looked at him lovingly, he didn’t need to apologize for something he could not control, but he still did, he still felt guilty.

Bucky relaxed as he saw everyone smiling sweetly at you and welcoming you to the family, everyone seemed to love her and (y/n) quickly bonded with them. It made him feel safer about the entire situation.

As they walked back to her apartment after saying their good-byes, Bucky felt like it was the turn to apologize to her, but she didn’t take it, any of it.

“James don’t you dare apologize about this, you can’t control it and it’s okay! Those awful people did that to you and they will pay for it, but you have to stop blaming yourself for the things The Winter Soldier did. You got scared, you lost control, and I don’t blame you for it.” She said, tugging on his hand as they kept walking home, the sun setting in front of them, the sky becoming a shade of pink.

He only smiled sadly, not knowing what to say, kissing your temple passionately.

When they got home, the apartment was fully pink from the glimpse of the sunset the big windows allowed to enter. As she admired it, Bucky got one of the red roses placed over the table and handed to her, waking her up from her trance.

“A girl said once to me as I helped her put flowers in vases that red roses meant passion, love, beauty, courage and respect.” He said smiling as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“She did? That’s really interesting.” She grinned as she smelled the nectarous fragrance of the single rose, “What else do they mean?”

“They mean I love you, silly girl.” He said laughing as if it was obvious he was completely in love with her.

She instantly turned around and jumped in his arms, saying it back and laughing with him as he twirled with her around the room. She kissed his entire face and he didn’t contain himself from giggling like a little kid. He felt delighted and so did she.


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Wartime Steggy: thoughts/headcanons

So I meant to make a gifset but that didn’t happens so I thought I would just write out on my thoughts on most of the Wartime Steggy scenes in catfa for FEELS. As well as share a few headcanons. And just gush over this beautiful ship. 

  • Their first meeting: Steve so fell in love with Peggy at first sight and no one can convince me otherwise. Just the smile on his face when she punches Hodge. He’s so heart-eyes! 
  • After that, I’m sure Peggy saw very quickly how determined and strong Steve was, despite his size. 
  • Imagine Peggy giving him tips on how to fight and how to use his skinniness to his advantage. Cause Peggy totally taught Steve how to fight. 
  • The flagpole scene: Oh god!! Peggy wanted to eat that boy alive. Need I say more. 
  • The grenade: Let’s just take a moment to appreciate how they both went after the grenade. Peggy was so impressed by Steve’s bravery and she was definitely falling in love with him then. BYE.
  • THE CAR SCENE: Okay, if I had to pick a favorite Steggy scene, I would pick this one. I just love it so much. It’s my favorite car scene ever!! Topping the one in Titanic. And that’s saying something. I just. Steve is a blubbering adorable idiot. But he calls Peggy beautiful!! They talk about having doors shut in their faces for different reasons. Kindred spirits. THE RIGHT PARTNER. Peggy’s smile. I can’t gush about this scene enough. 
  • Steve’s transformation: Oh my god, this scene. There’s so much Steggy in this scene. I find it so adorable the way Peggy stays near him when he’s getting ready for the procedure. And then when he looks over at her, before getting undressed. Peggy looks away and is just so cute and awkward about it. They totally are in love. Yup. When Peggy leaves to go up to the booth, the smile she gives Steve when she looks back. MY HEART. Then when she gets so worried about him when he started screaming. 
  • THE BOOB GRAB. That was so great. And I’ll never get over it. Thank you Hayley. Cause, yes! I really hope she helped him put that shirt on. Cause reasons!!  
  • That time when Steve knocked Peggy over to save her life and she’s all angry and is just like “I HAD HIM. Then Steve apologizes. These two I swear. I laugh every time. They are so cute. 
  • After Steve gets his blood drawn: Such a cute little moment between the two. Peggy’s smile. Of course, after season one of Agent Carter this scene makes me so emo! And I cry. But it’s still just such a cute little scene. I love the little things. 
  • Hello Steve” I love everything about this scene. Could they be any cuter?” Peggy believes in him so much. And I cry! “You were meant for more than this, you know?” The way Steve talks openly with her. I JUST. That says so much about their relationship. 
  • When Steve goes off to save Bucky: First off, I get all heart eyes just from Peggy saying “Steve!” Then when she follows him to the car, “You told me you thought I was meant for more than this. Did you mean that?” “Every word.” STEGGY IS SO IMPORTANT. I love how she does let him go. Peggy doesn’t try to talk him out of it. Instead she helps him. 
  • “DO YOU FONDUE?” Oh Steve. Peggy’s face cracks me up. OMG when I realized how close their knees were to each other on the plane I died. Like they are touching. I know they are in close quarters but SQUEE. 
  • “You can’t give me orders” “The hell I can’t, I’m a Captain.” His adorable smile!! Like how can she get mad at that? She can’t. Her face tho! It gives me life. It’s like 50% Damn Steve and his cute smile. 40% He’s always so dramatic. 10% I can still give him orders. 
  • “You’re late” THE SEX EYES. They totally fondued after that, right?’ I mean. That was just too much. I love Dum-Dum in the background, cause he totally realized what was going on with Steve and Peggy and was just like “Um is no one else seeing this?” 
  • THE BAR SCENE. Oh dear god!! This scene is like HEART EYES, SEX EYES. Just everything. PEGGY’S RED DRESS. Girl, knew what she wanted and she was going for it. I just love that she asked him out in such a way only he would know. “The Right Partner.” It makes it more special I think. 
  • THE COMPASS. I love that Steve carries a picture of Peggy in his compass. She is his BEST GIRL after all. As well as his support. They are each other’s support. Peggy’s reaction though when she sees it and Phillip’s looks over at her cracks me up. 
  • I really would like to know where the Best Girl thing started. (Please Agent Carter get picked up by Netflix season 3) I can totally see the Howling Commandos seeing the compass and that’s how it started. Then Peggy finds out about it. She seemed to be aware that he called her that in Agent Carter. So I think it’s safe to say she knew. I hope he just blurted it out on a mission when they were guarding the campsite or something. Because that would be super cute. 
  • Headcanon: Steve and Peggy were so the “mom and dad” of the Howling Commandos. 
  • The 2nd bar scene after Bucky’s death: This scene gets me. I love that Peggy went looking for him. I think this is one of the most underrated Steggy scenes but I love it so much. It’s really so sweet. “You won’t be alone.” That line means so much to me. 
  • Moment before the kiss: I love that “You’re late” is like a thing with them. I really hope that’s the first thing Peggy said to him when they’re reunited after he was a capsicle. Again with the sex eyes. I honestly can’t deal. 
  • THE KISS. What a beautiful kiss these two have. I’m probably biased but I don’t think that was their first kiss. I mean like I can see it being so. But I just feel like they kissed before. And Steve’s look of surprise is simply because she kissed him in front of Phillips. Either way it’s a good kiss. <333 Precious babies. 

Wow! I think I listed about every Steggy scene in catfa. At least all the happy ones. Wartime Steggy is a gift. 

Imagine strangers saying Bucky isn’t good enough for you because of the destruction he caused as the Winter Soldier

Everyday. Every. Single. Day. People find him a terrorist and despise him for the destruction he caused, and the murders he committed. They still despised him even when he fought for them in AOU. So when they found out he was dating you, America’s (and the Avenger’s) Sweetheart, they went ballistic. Death threats, protest, harassment, every moment of his life. Even when he was doing something as simple as playing basketball.

Stranger: (bangs against the gate) Hey, fucker soldier, how does it feel terrorizing America and being a burden to Y/N? She. Doesn’t. Love. You. No one does.

Bucky: I’m gonna kill that-

Steve: Don’t Bucky, it’ll only make your name worse. Lets just go back to the tower.

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Bucky: Fuck, Y/N, they hate me and they adore you. I adore you…and you know what sucks the most? I know I’m not good enough for you. I know it-

Y/N: Bucky…you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You make me so happy, not fake happy, real happy. And I’ll always be grateful for that. I love you.

Bucky: I love you too, doll.

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Hungry for more

this prompt! not much of tickling, more of a little loving moment between Steve and Tony.. enjoy!!

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Hungry for more

It had been a very long month. A very, very, veeery long. Steve was on his way back on a jet. He was coming back home. The mission took longer than anyone expected and drained all the strength out of him. It paid off and the mission was a successful one, but still Steve’s body ached, his mind was scattered, his soul felt broken after what he had seen..

Only his heart was hanging in there. It was steadily beating, beating faster with each passing mile, warming his body up and forcing his brain to stay awake. His heart was beating for his beloved who he was forced to leave behind in New York and say goodbye to. He couldn’t wait to run his fingers through Tony’s soft hair, kiss the warm lips and just look into the big, brown eyes resembling pools of melted chocolate.

Just a few miles more..

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My review of episode 7x01

That scene in the chapel … guys. That scene in the chapel. It lasted only few minutes, but I have so much to say about it.

Some premises: I love the tributes to the original show, I didn’t watch it and they make me emotional, so I can’t even imagine what is the effect they have on those who watched and loved it. I’m still hoping we will have a Duke centered episode (I think you all already know that Dennis Chun is the son of Kam Fong Chun, who played the role of Chin Ho Kelly in the original show), but this one, in this episode, was probably “the” tribute par excellence and, in my utmost ignorance on the matter, I read about the process that was behind the realization of it all and I was impressed and have a tremendous respect for all the work that was necessary to come up with this scene and I also appreciate, narratively speaking, all the possible layers and interpretations to it.

But there are some things, especially about some of the things Steve said, that I need to get off my chest, so please put up with me…

-     “Okay, I’m sorry. You were a cop? You’ve been married for 45 years? What’s your secret?” I’m surprised at how surprised Steve is. I’m not even talking about the fact that he’s married with Danny for six years now and they’re both cops ;-) , but – jokes aside – he surely knows some happily and long married cops, Grover, for example.

-     The Jack Lord character says that his secret is he met the right gal and then he asks Steve if he’s married or has a girlfriend, Steve answers no … For the second time, Steve is with someone he can’t call his girlfriend. Curious, if you see how easily he tells Danny he loves him and the way he rarely corrects the people who think they’re married or tease them about it.

-     Then Steve asks “What if I already met the right woman, and, uh, and I couldn’t hang on to her?”, the man very wisely answers “Then she wasn’t the right woman”, but Steve says “Yeah, see, I’m not so sure about that.

Now, that man is clearly so right: Catherine couldn’t be more wrong for Steve if she tried, and she tries, oh, she tries so bad to be worse for him (or maybe it’s something that comes naturally to her), every time she appears, everything she does behind his back and right to his face makes her a little bit worse for him.

But what about what Steve says? He met Catherine 10-15 years ago, and he still tries to convince himself that she might have been the right woman for him and that it didn’t work because of his job? 10-15 years and he didn’t build anything with her, he didn’t know the tiniest things about her (what she likes to eat, what football team she roots for, etc.), nor the biggest things (what she did the last two years, why, who she became …). He thought he should propose just because … it was about time. That’s sad. A total stranger could see and feel she wasn’t the right woman for Steve and told him so, let alone those who know and love this character for six years now.

How can he have the tiniest doubt she could be the right woman for him when she is literally an upgraded version of his mother, with all the lying to him, betraying him, abandoning him? He needs to learn to love himself and to believe he deserves to be truly loved.

I think he found that right person for him (I say person, because, the way I see it, it’s not like you see a man, and you just assume he’s or must be with a woman: we’re past that kind of heteronormativity, thank God!, and I think Hawaii Five-0 showed us that many times, with people genuinely believing Steve and Danny were together as a couple), he met this person six years ago and he’s the best man he knows, the one who loves him like no one else did or does or ever will. What Steve and Danny have, that is the truest and purest definition of love and I will never thank enough this show for telling us this story.

-     Now, another thing: “Sometimes it feels like this job of mine has taken everything good from me. I’ve been wearing the badge for six years, and I’m really starting to wonder whether… whether any of it’s worth it.” It was so sad to hear Steve saying these things. It’s so not true that this job took everything good from him. It gave him the good that is in his life. Some people left him, yes, but they would have found any other reason to leave him, eventually, because they didn’t love him. It was Catherine who chose her job instead of Steve, it was her who lied behind his back and right to his face, it was her who left him multiple times. Why blaming himself? 

The people who really love him, his true friends, his true family: THAT is the good in his life, people he met thanks to this job and who never left and would never leave him. People that know what true love and true friendship mean… and that’s the kind of people he deserves to have in his life, for sure not people who left him and treated him like they did, like he means nothing to them, like there’s is always something more important for them, like they can play him as they want. So I really hope that we’ll see him realizing all of this.

He can start with what the Jack Lord character told him at the end of this scene: “Son, what we do can’t be quantified. Your worth is measured in the closure you bring, the people you save. That’s your real legacy. And the best legacy a man can leave behind is the people whose lives he’s changed. Trust me.” Let’s start with this, and then let this be the season where Steve learns how to love himself and allows himself to truly love and be loved.

I’m sorry I wrote so much about that scene, that doesn’t mean the rest of the episode wasn’t worthy of attention, on the contrary there were so many things I liked. My favorite things:

I absolutely adored the scene with Chin and Sara, and my heart breaks thinking they could be separated, so I hope things could somehow work so they can stay together! And I also adored Chin and Kono’s conversation about Chin liking to be a father figure and the possibility of her becoming “Auntie Kono”!

Steve and Danny overcoming the impasse by asking Chin to drive the Camaro! That was hilarious! And Steve had to ride shotgun, of course!

I like the new Governor and I loved to see her and the team working together.

The case was so creepy and breathtaking, the action was superbe. And it all promises to become more and more scary and intense in the next episodes.

And I loved the way Steve and Danny’s interaction evolved throughout the episode, from that tension and frustration, the way Danny constantly watched over Steve and worried for him while having to deal with Steve’s stubbornness and recklessness, to them finding a way to communicate in a softer, more open and effective way, to Steve reassuring Danny, getting it was all out of love… I couldn’t decide if they looked more like two teenagers too shy to show their love for each other or a married couple making up after a fight… maybe a little bit of both. It was nice to see that fondness towards the end of the episode and I hope we’ll go from there and leave the tension behind so that their sweet way of teasing each other, that unique sweetness they reserve for each other will be back, possibly even stronger: now they share even more than before!

That Ohana scene at the end was simply amazing, I loved the way all the team looked happy and relieved that Steve was going to finally rest a bit and looked at Danny like they knew he was the only one capable of working that miracle! The way Grover said “You two…” and Kono said “They’re in love again”, warmed my heart. Love this family, so much. They chose each other and they stand by each other, in the good and bad times. So precious.

Congrats and thank you for this episode and here’s to a wonderful season 7!

Imagine you and Bucky are dating and when you tell Nick Fury, he tries to convince you otherwise. However, Steve convinces Fury not to intervene promising that Bucky won’t annoy him

Bucky, decides that he was going to annoy Fury until he gives Bucky his blessing to date you

Steve ends up paying Nick Fury a hundred bucks before the week is over

Nick Fury: You go anywhere near Y/N and I’ll rip your arms off, Barnes. Its my job to protect my friends and that’s exactly what the hell I plan to do. Also, Steve told me about your little player days.

Bucky: I love her, and I won’t let him hurt her and I won’t let me hurt her

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Steve: Nick, sir, Bucky really loves her. I’ve never seen him that vulnerable before. He completely adores her. Please, he won’t annoy you, he’ll warm up to you

Nick Fury: Ten bucks says you’re wrong

Steve: Done

*Bucky walk in wearing an eyepatch* Hey Steve, hey Nick, how do I look? You want a good guy for her, so I chose the most innocent puppy of them all. 

Steve:Is it too late to back out of this deal?

Nick Fury: Yes

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Accented

Bucky x Reader

requested by @untiltheendof-theline : Could I have a buckyxreader where the reader is Irish and has a really thick accent, and she’s really quiet and shy because of it and Sam is one of her best friends and she likes Bucky so Sam is always trying to get them together and In the end Bucky tells her he loves her accent or something? Sorry if this is complicated,I’m in urgent need of fluffy Bucky 😂 love your blog darlin’ x

Word Count: 1,409

A/N: cant believe i managed to finish this tonight :D i’ve wrote like the equivalent of three fics today and my eyes are about to fall out of my head so ya’ll better enjoy this or i give up

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“Say something.” Sam commanded you, continuing to assemble the sandwiches.

“No.” You harshly whispered, turning your head around slightly to look and see if anyone heard you.

Wanda, Bucky, Natasha, Tony, Clint and Steve were gathered at the kitchen table behind you. They patiently waited for you and Sam to finish making lunch, as Sam had volunteered to do it. He dragged you into helping because the two of you were best friends and he enjoyed your company.  Sam knew about your crush on Bucky and was trying to get you to speak to him, but you refused.

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Don’t Let Fear Control You

Steve/Tony

Summary: There are some fears of Tony’s that Steve can’t help him with, but when it comes to his fear of spiders the least he can do is try.

A/N: This fic is for my dear @sour–strawberries‘s birthday which is today! (As in May 2. I queued this to pop up at midnight because I wanted to be first lol) We started discussing the idea of Tony being scared of spiders and Steve pretending his wiggling fingers were spiders, so I decided to write it as her birthday fic. Apparently neck tickles are my thing.

Warnings: Mentions of spiders, but nothing graphic or anything. I’m terrified of them, so I would just be torturing myself.

Words: 1 638

Tony had few fears, but usually those said fears were deep and harrowing; most likely in the form of his loved ones getting hurt or worse. That was awful in itself, but Tony was always terrified that it would be his fault. That he would be the reason for it all. No wonder he spent half his time beating himself up for everything.

Steve saw, noticed, observed the way guilt almost consumed him over and over, and nothing he said could ease Tony’s burden. Nothing he said could change the way his mind worked.

So he settled on trying to help with his actions. Contrary to popular belief, Tony Stark was a man who believed in people doing things rather than saying them. Being a public figure with his own company, he’d probably had to deal with lots of promises being broken in his life.

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the last

i literally wrote this fic in two hours bc i was so inspired by “the last” by wongfu productions!! i’m actually really proud of this so here it is unbeta-d!

“Steve?”

Soft and croaky, Sam’s morning voice disrupted the peaceful silence of the room. Steve stretched, sitting up to block his eyes from the sun.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Random thought but….how many did you love before me?”

“Love?” Steve scratched his head, trying to think past his strong desire to go back to sleep. “Um. Five. There were five.”

“Tell me their names,” Sam prompted. “What were they like?”

“Well, they were Who, What, When, Where, and Why.” Seeing the confused look on his husband’s face, Steve started to explain.

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