#Bucky needs a hug

[accihoe]

Christmas Surprise

Pairing: Sergeant!Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: I don't want to spoil it, read and find out 💕

Warnings: mentions of war and army stuff

A/n: Merry Christmas, folks. I hope you all have a blessed day. I think it's kind of obvious what the story is about, but I hope you like it.

Read this pls❤️

Xxxx

"It's a pity James won't be making it this year. He's scarcely been around for Christmases since Papa passed, and Y/N seemed to have changed that, I thought. Though I suppose he is part of the army now, and they need him for war and all that."

"I was under the impression that all soldiers in training got Christmas off. But I know nothing about military matters, so don't trust my judgment."

Y/N stood in the hallway as her sisters-in-law spoke, Rebecca and Rudy (I made Rudy up for the sake of the story). Her heart beat heavily in her chest as she stared at the framed sketch of James Buchanan Barnes, drawn by Steven. G. R. .

With a smooth of her hands down her apron, she walked into the kitchen. The chatter instantly and awkwardly shifted to the peas that stood on the counter, and Rudy scattered to look for the rolling pin, that was tucked into the front pocket of her apron.

"It's alright, I heard. And Rudy's right. Jamie was supposed to come home four days ago, but for some reason him and his commando friends got refused dismissal or something."

Rebecca sighed, setting down her eggnog, and went to Y/N, laying a hand on her shoulder.

"Y/N/N,"

"Becca, it's quite alright. I really understand your concern, I do. I just feel bad for Jamie. He often spoke of his fondness for Christmas."

Rebecca gave another sad sigh and looked at Judy, who understood the silence.

"Well, on a different note. We've managed to scrounge together some canned versions of James's favourites. It ain't the real deal,"

"But it's pretty damn near."

Rebecca finished Rudy's sentence, allowing a little humour to fill the space. Y/N chuckled lightly, picking up a can of peas. This Christmas would be their 5th without Rudy's husband Joe, their 3rd without their father, and their 16th Christmas without their mother. And now, it would be their 3rd with Y/N, and 1st without Bucky. The three sisters (minus Y/N, merely Bucky's girlfriend, but they went by that nickname), were left to spend Christmas by themselves.

A knock at the door pulled the three women from their thoughts. They shared a look: that was not a feminine knock. It could mean one of three things;

•James was home by some miracle

•They were about to geat dreaded news about James

•The old man next door sent by his wife for sugar

•Rebecca's secret admirer (though this thought was only shared by Y/N and Ruby, and had James been there, him too)

"I'll go get it."

Y/N rushed to the door, heart pounding excitedly. To her dismay, it was Tom, the butcher's son. Y/N's heart sank and her smile faded to an annoyed expression.

"Tom. What can I do for you?"

"Merry Christmas, beautiful."

Y/N sighed, about to close the door when he handed her an envelope. Y/N cocked a brow, hesitant to take it.

"What's this?"

"It's from the post office. Mr. Bennett asked me to deliver it to you. Says the sender pleaded."

Y/N reached to take it but Tom pulled it back.

"Uh uh, first, Malcolm sent you something, and you need to take it before I give you your letter."

Y/N groaned, rolling her eyes.

"I am not obligated to take it."

"Well I'm not obligated to give this letter to you. It's just a favour."

Y/N narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips into a fine line.

"Fine."

Tom picked up a wrapped tin box and handed it to Y/N. Her gut sank, she knew what was in the tin. Tom placed the letter on the box and left. Y/N retrieved inside silently and placed her belongings upstairs in her room. She locked her door and ripped open the paper, sighing heavily when she saw the note on top of the expensive boots she'd been dreaming about.

Just a glimpse of what a real man could give you. Merry Christmas.

The note read.

She felt too bad to open the letter she knew was from James.

-Fast forward to eating time-

After the girls had dished up and said Grace, they sat at the table, ready to eat. Another knock sounded at the door, a man's knock. But a specific pattern belonging to only one man.

"James!"

The three girls said together and got up, but Y/N beat the rest to the door. The door was jerked open, blowing Y/N's hair from her face from the friction. Her stomach swarmed with fiery butterflies when her eyes registered the man before them.

"Buck,"

His signature grin spread across his face before he stepped forward, dropping his bags. Before she knew it, her lover was crushing her bones (just about) in a hug. Y/N's arms wrapped around his neck as he stood on a step lower than her. She felt his figure move as he inhaled her scent.

"What are you doing here? I thought you weren't allowed?"

"I'm not. But no command from any general jackass is gonna stop me from seeing my baby on Christmas."

Y/N laughed, pulling away to flick his forehead before hugging him again. The 'three sisters' made quick work of fixing Bucky a plate while he freshened up upstairs. Y/N couldn't keep her eyes from James as they ate the lunch. She could see the beginning of stress on his features, the slight fatigue from training, but there was something else.

He'd always been a pro at masking his true feelings, but the usual "Bucky shimmer" in his eyes was missing. He tried hard not to lock eyes with Y/N over lunch, but he couldn't keep his eyes from her. Though it'd been a mere two weeks, he'd missed her.

"Becks? I feel something is the matter with James. But I don't want to worry him asking, or pry, he just- oh I don't know he seems off."

Rebecca put down the plate she was washing and turned to Y/N with her own signature look.

"If anyone knows him well, it's you. So I'd say to trust your gut."

With that, Rebecca returned to washing the dishes. Y/N smiled faintly at the tilted floors of the Barnes' kitchen and nodded to herself.

"If it's alright with you, I think I'm going to have a word with him. See if he's alright."

"It's fine by me. Judy's the one you should be worryin' about. Now go, shoo, before she comes back from her rendezvous in the powder room (yes I'm implying that she's taking a dump)."

With a giggle shared between the younger girls Y/N scurried upstairs, knocking on the door of the guest bedroom, her bedroom for the holidays.

"Give me a moment."

James called back.

"Jamie, sugar, it's me."

"In that case give me two moments."

Bucky sassed. At least he was being himself. Y/N pushed the door open, thankful it wasn't locked. She instantly knew what was off. The stupid boots from Malcolm.

"What happened to respecting a man's privacy?"

He frowned at her.

"Darling I don't believe you get much of that in the army, and besides, I don't want us to spend the little time we have together on the blessing of a day brawling about a stupid third party inconvenience."

"So the fella you've been seeing is called 'stupid third party inconvenience?'"

Y/N shook her head with a soft laugh.

"I'm not seeing anybody, James."

"Then what's this?"

He pointed toward the boots, that remained untouched. Y/N sighed, putting the lid over them.

"My letter is right next to them. You didn't even open it. Though perhaps a mere letter that I split my ass to get to you isn't 'manly' enough is it?"

"James, language, and please, let me explain."

His furrowed brows dropped slightly, and Y/N took his silence as her opportunity to explain.

"You remember that rich kid whose father owns the country club?"

Bucky nodded apprehensively.

"I accidentally knocked my bag off a table a few weeks back, and he assisted me in picking up my belongings. He hasn't left me alone since. He's had his friend, or more like servant Tom deliver things to me ever since. Tom wouldn't give me your letter unless I accepted his gift. And I knew what it was going to be, but I was so horrified at his gesture, that I felt too ashamed to open your letter. I'm sorry."

".....Well he's not man enough to enlist."

James said after a moment of silence. Y/N chuckled through her nose and nodded.

"And he's not man enough to deliver the gifts himself."

Y/N nodded, smoothing a hand down James's arm, and then took ahold of his hand.

"You're all I want, Bucky. Believe you me. There's no overly priced pair of boots that could make me change my mind about that."

It was Bucky's turn to laugh at her comment.

"But does he know you've got a suitor?"

Y/N nodded, an irritated expression across her features.

"He knew when I dropped my bag, he knew when I was at the train station to send you off and he waited there to talk to me. And the gifts have ampled since your departure."

Bucky's jaw ticked, and Y/N felt his fingers clasped around hers twitch.

"What do you say you and I pay him a visit and return his gift?"

"Isn't that a little rude, especially on Christmas day?"

"Dollface, we're amidst a world war, I couldn't give a damn about being polite to a jackass who's tryna steal my girl."

"Buck you know he'll never succeed, right?"

"I do trust so. But still, I want to rub it in his face."

"James, baby, come on. If we give him a reaction, he'll probably like it. It'll give him the impression that he's getting to you."

"You were always the clever one in this relationship. So what do you suggest we do, miss smarty pants?"

Y/N hummed, pretending to think as she rubbed her chin.

"Well, for starters, you never call me that again. And, perhaps you and I dress nicely, beg Becca to use her camera, and post him a picture of us with Christmas regards written on the back."

"Not mean enough."

"There's a twist?"

James cocked an eyebrow, intrigued.

"I'm wearing the boots he sent."

James's face broke out into a boyish grin.

"Sounds more like it. I'm in. Get dressed, dollface, I'll use my baby blues on Becks."

"Work your magic Sergeant."

Y/N called as he left the room.

Xxxx

Fin. Merry, merry Christmas, people. I've derailed a little, I'm sorry. Never forget the true meaning behind Christmas, and never forget that you're loved.

Lots of love and best wishes

(Yes I am planning on a pt.2 depending on how well this does)

[cherryqueen88]

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[vibraniumarm06-bucket]

Open Your Heart

Summary: Moments where Bucky tries to flirt with you

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: "***" means time skip. My requests are open :))

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James Buchanan Barnes was a man of few words. He never expressed what he was feeling and kept it bottled up. After what happened in Germany, Tony and Steve managed to reconcile, talk things out, and get Bucky the help he needed in Wakanda. Tony worked on getting pardons for everyone that required them. After working on fixing the new dynamic that left a hole in the team, Fury recruited you into the team to help solidify the team and get them back to a place of trust. 

After Bucky had the trigger words removed and was okay to come live in the compound, he avoided you. At first, it was because you were an absolute ray of sunshine and never backed down from anything and he didn’t want to corrupt you with his darkness. Instead, he just stared at you from a distance and took you all in. But, that never stopped you from trying to be his friend. He grew closer to you and like the rest of the team confided in you about anything and everything. 

His therapist had said that this was good, that he was opening up to someone other than Steve. He had then mentioned that maybe Bucky had feelings for you and that in order to start showing emotion to flirt with you. Bucky had scoffed at the idea of being given homework, but it did not stop the blush that formed on his cheeks when he saw you. 

You were bounding down the hallway towards him. You ran straight into him laughing loudly and hid behind him as a shield. “Protect me Bucky!!!” You squealed softly as you gripped the back of his shirt. He felt a shiver run down his spine and felt the back of his neck heat up slightly. 

Sam followed her covered in slime and feathers and it took everything in him not to laugh at Sam’s angry face. “Where is she?” he spits out and Bucky shrugs his shoulders “ Don’t know bird brain” he manages to get out with the beginnings of a smile starting to form on his face.

“You know Y/N, you can’t have Bucky protect you forever” Sam spits out before turning on his heel and heading towards his room. You just laugh as Bucky turns around to face you.

“My knight in shining armour!” You say as you hug him “ Thank youuuu!!!” you sing out as you grip him tighter. Bucky slowly wraps his arms around you and holds you close. “I’m always here for you, Doll,” he says as you both pull away. Deciding to act on what his therapist told him he tries to wink after speaking but closes both eyes at the same time leaving you confused a little. 

“Why are you blinking with both your eyes like that Buck?” He blushes and whispers “It was supposed to be a wink” But at that time Steve rounded the corner yelling out your name angrily also covered in slime and feathers. “Two for two!” You yell out laughing as you see Steve not having heard Bucky before running away before Steve can reach you.

***

In the meeting brief for the upcoming mission, you feel someone staring at you. You look up straight across from you and catch Bucky’s gaze. The intense stare of those blue eyes seems to hypnotise and freeze you to the spot. You could see thoughts pooling around in them which sends a little shiver down your spine. You cough slightly to gain your thoughts again before mouthing to him “Stop staring at me to distract me!”. Feeling flustered you look away as he begins to mouth back to you “I’m not staring to distract you”.

***

Tony had decided to throw together a last-minute costume party to which everyone had whined and groaned except you. “Oh come on guys, it’ll be super fun!” you had remarked and decided to help those who needed it to come up with costume ideas. 

When Bucky approached you for help with his costume an hour before the party was about to begin, you were already dressed as Pikachu. You had taken the time to raid your closet and put it together within two days. As you put on your headband that represented the ears you heard Bucky’s voice ring out “ I like your costume, you look very cute” , his smile was soft and there was a tint to his cheeks as he rubbed his neck. 

“Are you making fun of me?” You asked with a small pout which Bucky couldn’t deny made you look even cuter. “N-no, I mean it, you look very nice. I uh- I don’t have a costume and I need help heh ” he mutters softly as he gives you puppy eyes begging you for help. You couldn’t help the smile that breaks out across your face “I thought you would come sooner or later, which is why I put this together” you say as you head to your wardrobe and pull out a hanger that resembles a costume for Ash. You blush as you hand it to him knowing that he has no clue that it goes with yours. 

Later on in the night, Sam mentioned to Bucky how cute you both were for wearing a couple's costume yet he hadn’t taken any official steps to ask you out on a date. Or in Sam’s words “You’re not out there to catch ‘em all Bucky! You already caught the best one, make your move old man” .  It made Bucky’s heart skip a beat knowing that you care for him and might somehow feel for him as he does for you.

***

Winter had approached leaving the days more dull and dreary. You were on a walk with Bucky, Steve and Sam. The latter two were walking ahead of you and Bucky as you were beginning to feel the cold. “It’s a bit cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze” Bucky leaned down to whisper into your ear and you jumped slightly from his warm breath and close contact. You blush slightly looking at the ground, kicking a small stone in front of you instead of meeting his intense stare. “I’m not that cold, I can give you my gloves if you want?” You reply a little embarrassed even though you want to intertwine your fingers with his. 

You want more than just holding hands with this fine man beside you. You want to live life with him as your partner, waking up next to him, seeing all his imperfections and falling in love with him more for them. You want it all, but you were too scared to admit that to him. You were afraid he just sees you as his best friend because he wasn’t really that close to the rest of the team, Steve being the exception. 

Bucky stops the both of you before pulling you down an empty alleyway, pressing you against the brick wall. “Doll, I barely feel the cold since the serum. It takes a lot more than this to take me down” . You squeak in shock and gulp slowly as his face is so close to yours. “I’ve been trying to flirt with you for a while baby,” he says tucking the few strands of hair that had fallen behind your ear. He sighs softly, eyes glancing to your lips before back to yours. “Y-you have?” You stutter wide-eyed, totally and utterly in shock that this beautiful man standing in front of you felt the same way you felt for him.  “Of course, I lo- have deep feelings for you, beautiful girl” . You wrap one of your arms around his neck and use the other to cup his cheek. You feel tears beginning to form in your eyes. “Oh Buck, I love you too” you whisper before leaning in and kissing his lips. 

“Well, it’s about time” You hear Steve’s voice in the background as Bucky kisses you back passionately, holding onto you as if you would disappear any second. 

“Thank goodness, he’ll take up her time and she won’t prank us anymore” Sam mutters to Steve feeling a little relieved but happy for both of his friends. Steve nods his head and looks up to the sky saying his thanks which they both chuckle about. 

You and Bucky pull away from each other and rest your foreheads together trying to catch your breaths. “Mine”,   “Always Buck, I’m all yours” You agree. “I’m yours too, all of me is yours, you have my heart Doll” Bucky whispers against your lips saying a mental prayer to his therapist for pushing him to start embracing his feelings.

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Waking The Asset

This is different from what I usually write. (Suits, Scones, and Serendipity cuttently under perfectionist level of editing) I’ve been playing around with this idea a bit, let me know if it’s a keep or toss lol

Tw: Violence, physical abuse

���Soldier,” the gentle voice echoed in his head, “soldier. Are you there? Can you hear me?”

The Asset’s opened slowly, heavy from the sedative, the woman speaking looked familiar. Like he’d seen her before, many times. He took in his surroundings, the dark cement walls, metal gurneys, various tools. A fluttering sound pulled his attention back to the woman. She wiggled her fingers, letting them rub against each other, as she moved her hand slowly in front of her face. 

Her head jerked sharply and she fell, the harsh sound of the slap seeming delayed. “We don’t have time for kid gloves,” said the man now standing over her. The Asset tried to move between them when the man gave her two hard kicks to the stomach, but he was stuck. Rapid whirring reminded the man of The Asset’s presence, “good thing we keep him on a leash while waking him up.” 

Another person stepped forward, “Sir, the Doctor is just as valuable as the Soldier. The General wants us to keep them both in good condition.”

The Asset counted around twelve men in the room with them. The remaining ten stood silently holding their guns, down, but ready. The woman–Doctor–got to her feet, bruises beginning to form on her cheek already. She wiped the blood from her mouth, unfazed by the harsh treatment, and began again, fingers fluttering at her side. When she spoke again, it sounded less like he was underwater, but there was still something off. The Asset kept a blank face when he realized she was whispering in English. 

“I’m sorry for all of this, Sergeant Barnes.”

[cosmos-coma]

Metal’s Delicate Touch- Part 5

A/N: I was originally gonna stop after 4 parts which might be why this felt so hard to write (I also just hate confrontation) but You and Bucky needed to chat lol. Probably only one more chapter left!

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Words: 2,120

Summary: You and Bucky are so happy to be reunited again, but its time to address the elephant in the room

Warnings: Language, Angst (yelling, verbal fighting) 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

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You were completely inseparable once Bucky found you. At any given moment you could either find Bucky’s hand in yours or just searching for a piece of you to hold.  Either way, you couldn’t be happier. 

Now that Bucky had settled and agreed to cooperate with the team things became a little easier. The two of you were still forced to stay within the tower while the copycat investigations made way, and someone on the team had to be around at all times, but you two were just happy to be together again.

“Hey, Y/n?” Bucky mused, glancing over in your direction. You two were spending a quiet afternoon catching up on some of your favorite movies. Your legs were slung over his lap and his hands gently ran themselves over your skin with a loving touch, appreciating the clarity now that the bruises were gone. 

“Yes, Buck?” 

“I just- well…” He frowned as he furrowed his brow, “It’s been almost a week since I arrived, and… we still haven't talked about when I left,” his voice seemed hesitant to bring up anything about that time, but he knew better. You’d have to talk at some point.

A sigh left you as you paused the movie and fully turned to face your soldier. You pulled one of your legs back towards your chest to hug it close and left your other extended into Bucky’s touch. “I wasn’t sure if you needed more time…” you spoke, your voice quieter now. 

You waited in silence as Bucky looked down at your leg before him, thinking about his words carefully as his metal thumb idly swirled over the knob of your ankle. He spent whole minutes not saying anything, and you were beginning to wonder if he was really still thinking about what to say or if he was just trying to stall. You were starting to think it was the latter.

“Why did you leave Bucky..?” you asked quietly when it became obvious that you’d have to be the one to start. “I thought we were doing so well…” Your voice came off soft and hurt no matter how you tried to even it out. 

And with that, he looked up. “We were! I mean, I hope we still are- But I….” You watched him run his hand down his face as he began to fumble. It looked like it took great strength as he spoke his next words, though was unable to look at you as he admitted, “I was… I was scared, Doll. I was so fucking scared...” It almost came out in a whisper. 

“These hands have taken so much away from the world,” his metal hand stilled as he watched his touch lift away from you, “Especially this one,” He sighed, but didn’t raise his head. “You gave me everything I didn’t think I could have, Doll. Everything I still don’t think I deserve. You loved me so easily, even after discovering the blood that covered these hands.” He said as you reached your hand out to lovingly graze his cheek, silent as you listened to his woes. 

“I swore the day I found you in that alley that I would keep you from harm until the day I lost breath and I fucked up. I fucked up so bad and I made you scream- god, I still hear it-” 

“That was an accident, Buck..” You finally interjected his rambling.

“But my leaving was not.” He quickly snapped back, misdirected anger distorting his expression. “I’m… sorry. But I still left… I did it on purpose and I got you hurt, Y/n. You were a wreck of discolored injuries and split lips because people were looking for me. I left you to get hurt and I failed to protect you, and-” he continued, on a roll of frustrated rambling. His fingers flexed subconsciously, his mind and body needing a release from the mountain of stress building up.

“Bucky, I don’t-” 

“DON’T… fucking interrupt me” He started to shout and ended with an almost seething tone as he caught himself.

Your whole body flinched and your eyes widened, blinking in surprise at his unusually aggressive tone. Fear must have crossed your eyes as he said it because his mouth immediately clamped shut, regret being the one to twist his expression now. 

Without another word, he brushed your leg off of his lap like it was nothing and walked away without looking back. “I’m sorry…” He mumbled as he turned the corner out of sight, taking much of the tension along with him. He had been attached at the hip with you all week and now he walked away as if you were nothing? He raised his voice, he snapped at you, and his tone… Gods, his tone….

You let out a sigh, covering your face with your hands as you worked through everything that just happened. You knew, logically, that he wasn’t mad at you, you knew that. Bucky was just angry at himself for failing you and was only growing more riled up the more you refused to see it that way. You loved Bucky beyond measure, but this whole situation was giving you a headache and it hadn’t even lasted a full 15 minutes. 

“I didn’t see or hear anything…” Sam commented from the kitchen, casually sipping from his mug as he looked over at you. 

“Hello, Sam…” Your groan came out muffled against your hands before you finally dragged them away and looked over at him. 

“You want me to go bring him back here?” 

“No, no… I-” you hesitated as you looked off towards the corner Bucky disappeared behind, “I honestly don’t want to talk to him right after that. Let him breathe and maybe he’ll be a little better later….” 

Sam nodded silently as he mulled over the situation before him. You liked Sam, he was a good friend to have around and you appreciated his dry humor and good nature. However, you never got as close to him as you had with some of the others. He had been away on an intensive mission when you first arrived and had only returned a few days ago. 

“Well… Nat and I were thinking about heading into town today. You wanna come with? Maybe take your mind off of all….” he offered as he motioned to the entire situation, “that.”

You tilted your head to the side as you considered.

“I thought we weren’t allowed outside the tower until all the copycats were caught?” 

“Well…” Sam made a face as he bobbed his head side to side in consideration, “really, we’re more worried about Bucky leaving and getting into trouble. Not you. Plus, you’ll have two team members with you so I can’t imagine anyone will argue.” 

The small smile on your face grew into something larger and you nodded enthusiastically. “I would like that... Thank you, Sam.” 

He shrugged and smiled with a demeanor so casual as if it was only a penny on the sidewalk he had offered you and not a much-needed escape for your body and mind. “It’s nothing... But we leave in 20 minutes, so I’d start getting ready now.” 

“I only need 15!” you shouted in excitement as you leaped from the couch and raced toward your room. 

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Bucky let his legs lead him to wherever they wanted, seemingly following the distant sound of soft thuds as his mind swirled with clouded thoughts. Why couldn’t you see how bad he is? Why couldn’t you admit that he should have been there? That he should have found you faster? that he-

His thoughts were interrupted as his feet lead him into the gym where Steve rhythmically jabbed the punching bag on the far wall.

Thud, thud, thump

Thud, thud, thump

Bucky’s reflection in the glass caught his attention as he went through another set of punches. His friend's whole expression looked irritable and ready to snap at any minute. His shoulders were squared and ready and his brows drew together in restless thought.

“Hey, Buck…” Steve said, pausing to turn to him while he got some water, “no offense, but you look like shit. Like really angry shit.  Steaming you could say,” Steve continued layering on, a thin, but amused smile playing on his expression. 

Bucky tried hard to stay upset but broke with a quiet snort of laughter and the vaguest hint of a smile. “You’re steaming shit…” He sighed, letting his shoulders fall slightly, “I… I snapped at, Y/n.”

Steve frowned and crossed his arms, “That… doesn’t sound like you.” An obvious thought passed over his face and he looked toward the door for your presence. “And I haven’t seen you two separated since you arrived,” concern started to worry away at Steve. It had admittedly been a long time since he saw Bucky, the clearly present and in control version anyways, but he could still tell that things were eating away at him. 

Steve watched him shift from side to side, a guilty look coating his demeanor as Steve observed out loud. “Well,” he nodded, “we can either talk it out or we can spar it out; your choice.” 

“.... I don’t wanna talk yet.” 

Steve nodded and led him over to the padded side of the gym. Steve was never silent in the old days- or at the very least he said too much and got himself in trouble- but now he was utterly quiet, happy to help Bucky in any way he chose. 

Bucky’s muscles flexed and loosened as they both pulled into a ready position. The full second of stillness felt almost oppressive before he lunged forward to make the first move. The pain from Steve’s blocks and hits felt satisfying as he knew they would leave fleeting bruises.

Steve pulled his punches, landing them softer than they would be in something life or death. He wasn’t stupid, and though he was still relearning how to read his lifelong friend he knew this was all about retribution. Every punch Steve landed because he stupidly left himself open- it was about punishing himself. But, It was his decision how to deal with it and if this is how he needed to work it out then Steve would be there to help.

And for a short while Bucky’s mind was comfortably empty, only the instinct of what to do next and the dull pain in his forearm from blocking Steve’s punches. The lingering tension in his muscles ebbed away as each of their endless stamina was tested and who got tired first was something neither wanted to admit. 

Bucky was the first to crack. 

“I Just…” he dropped his hands as he ceased, breathing heavily, “how have I not disappointed her already? How does she not see that she gets hurt because of me?” He finally let out, holding back something other than weariness from his words. 

“Because she loves you, Buck.” Steve tried to rationalize to him.

“I don’t deserve it,” all of his tiredness ebbed away into something far heavier. “It’s just going to waste with me, her love deserves to go somewhere better,” Bucky said, continuing to dig his mind's own grave as he lamented. 

“Well, you don’t really get to decide that, do you?” 

“... What do you mean?”

“Well, it’s not your affection…” Steve explained, “It’s up to her to decide what’s wasted or not, not you… and if that sounds harsh then, I guess that’s tough. You know I’m here with you Buck - to the end of the line, but- “ Steve shifted and crossed his arms, “well, to put it short- you’re being kind of stupid. I understand why you’re upset and that you feel like you’ve failed, and I would feel the same way. But you’re jumping to far-reaching things without hearing each other.

I think you two just need to listen. She might understand before you’ve made all your points and vice versa, but that’s just how you guys know each other.” Steve finally finished, hoping he had made enough sense to get his point across. 

Bucky frowned as he crossed his arms and took Steve’s words in stride, “... when the fuck did you get so smart, punk?” 

“Peggy helped beat me into shape,” Steve’s laugh broke the tension within the room, like the sun parting the dark clouds, “nowadays it’s mostly Natasha.”

A smile pulled at Bucky’s lips as he nodded a bit, “well… maybe they have a bit of a point. I’ll, um- maybe I’ll go find her in a bit. But a quick rematch first?”

Steve laughed a bit and breathed out a quick breath of relief, “Sure. I don’t mind beating you twice.”

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Winter White Wolf

CHAPTER 1

​To be in this new world, living a life outside of his brain-washed state. It was just going, great. After the events of the flagsmashers he was promoted to the team. Great. Did he want that? Well, what else would a semi-stable 106-year-old man do with his time? Nothing. Absolutely, nothing. Bucky spent his time walking around Brookyln, trying to piece together his memories. It was either that or spend time with Alpine, the cat he rescued. Why did he get a cat? Good question. Raynor had told him it was good for therapy, heck, he didn't mind the cat - all it did was sleep. He had somewhat gotten a hold of them nightmares. Now he was just a ghost. A Brooklyn ghost. Boo.

There had been a term that was used for him, some kid called him an emo. What the hell was an emo, you say? Well, Bucky did ask what it meant, not the kid though - he asked Stark. Stark only laughed and said it had something to do with the fact that Bucky looked as if he was either ready to murder someone, or that he was done with life completely. Those were apparently the only two emotions he showed. Bucky had emotions. Bucky simply did not like showing emotions. What else did people expects? For ninety years he was used as a fucking murder weapon.

But here was, on another darn mission with the team. Now that the flag smashers were gone, they were tasked to clean up the mess they made. Did Bucky agree with it? It depended. But what was consistence was Sams constant annoyance. Bucky often wondered how much easier would it be if he returned as one man, without him. Then he thought about the fact that Sam's sister, Sarah, would kill him and have her friend Carlos hide his body somewhere. Maybe if that comms system hadn't of went down he would have heard Natasha's warnings, and then they wouldn't be in this predicament they were in of being surrounded by people who wished to murder them. Maybe, just maybe Sam wouldn't have gotten his dumb ass shot if he had of went right, instead of left - like Bucky had said. But low and behold, whatever Bucky planned, no matter how much he planned ahead, it never worked out.

"Get out of here man." Sam said, groaning as he held a hand to his side, covering the obvious gunshot wound, trying to at least stem the bleeding.

"What? No. As much as I would love to leave you, Sarah would kill me." Bucky said, annoyed as he crouched down beside Sam.

"Its good, man. Honestly, its just a scratch." Sam claimed, which Bucky knew to be bullshit, and his thoughts were confirmed when Sam moved his hand, causing a fresh stream of blood to flow "Huh? Okay, maybe its not a scratch." Sam said, paling slightly.

Sighing, Bucky got to his feet, carefully glancing over the counter of the market, which was now, thankfully, clear of civilians. They had been unfortunate and unlucky to be caught in the crossfire that unsued. Thankfully, the members of this certain organisation had been bad shots, pretty shit shooters. Well, apart from the one that got Sam, that is.

​What he wanted was for these god damn comms to come online again, so Natasha could at least tell them what she could see from the quinjet. Would it not be easier for Nat to simply shoot these dicks? Yeah, it would have bee. But apparently they didn't do, easy. But they weren't supposed to be in Romania, in fact if word got to the states that the Avengers were here, they would be in a shit ton of trouble. Which was why they weren't suited and booted. But, some mad scientist was trying to create his own drug, one that would mutate a human and give him some sort of, power? Why would someone do that, you ask? Who the fuck knows. Bucky hated the future and everything that came with it.

"S-am, -uck, ......" Nats voice was broken as it came through on the comms.

"Not sounding very good, Nat." Bucky told her.

"Inco-.....extr-....coming." Nat said, and Bucky looked over at Sam.

"What the fuck did she jus- Behind you!" Sam groaned, and bucky turned to see a man coming his way.

They fought and Bucky took him down easily but the hairs on the back of his neck tingled as someone moved behind him. Turning, he was met with the bruised face of a woman, wearing the same suit that Nat usually wore on her missions, a belt clinching in her waist. Her chestnut hair was shoulder length, but it was a bit dishevelled - as if she had just been in a fight. He launched at her with one of his knives, which she blocked easily, taking out her gun which he quickly deflected, knocking it from her hand before she got the chance to use it. Quickly picking it up, he pointed the barrel at her head, causing the woman to tilt her head, an almost smirk pulling on her face. She didn't back down, instead she lifted her hand, an instant force hitting him in the chest and knocking him back. What the hell was that?

​When Bucky sat up, he was shocked to see his knife that he had previously tried to use on the woman in the knife of one of the men who was previously attacking them, causing him to collapse on top of Sam, causing him to spew out a string of curses. As another man approached the woman, she turned towards him, waiting for him to approach before she blocked each blow he made, hitting him repeatedly in each pressure point, before she made a snake-like movement around his body, bracing him in a choke hold position with her legs as she floored him. As another approached, instead of fighting, she lifted her hand, causing him to fall back - the same thing this woman had done on Bucky.

Standing up, he lifted the gun she had previously tried to use on him, pointing it at her. As she turned, she studied his face. Who the hell was this woman?

"Put your hands up." Bucky shouted towards her "Wait, don't put your hands up." They did that thing.

"Nat, I don't think they got your message." The woman spoke. Her voice had an Eastern European twinge to it, it wasn't strong but he could still hear it. As he slowly approached her, he patted her down for weapons with a single hand, whilst he kept the gun pointed at her.

"Wait. Alina, is that you?" Sams said, he knew this woman?

"Christ, Barnes, shes part of the team. Back down." Nat said over the coms. She sounded disappointed.

"Will one of you please get this dead person off me!" Sam pleaded, slumped in the corner. Bucky gave the woman a glare, telling her that he was in fact, keeping the gun as he touched it into his waistband.

"He dropped like a bag of bricks." Sam groaned as Bucky rolled the man off him, easily.

"You know, a little warning would have been nice, Romanoff." Bucky hissed into the comms

"I did warn you! I literally said there was incoming, that I was sending an extra pair of hands. Its not my fault this place has shitty signal." Natasha defended.

"Its these buildings, this place. Its old." The woman said, glancing around at the place before her gaze landed on them both "Samual, a pleasure as always."

"Irina, I would say the same but..." Sam moved his hand away from the gunshot wound and this woman, nodded her head slowly.

"Follow Irina, she knows where I am parked." Natasha's voice came through, and Bucky picked Sam up, throwing him over his shoulder.

Carrying a downed team member was never easy, even for a super soldier. But, it was faster than Sam trying to hobble his way back. Getting out of that place meant they were breaking cover, leaving themselves open, making leaving a little more difficult. Gun shots rang out as the rest of the men who were after them, began closing in. This woman turned, reaching behind Bucky to where he placed the gun in his waist band, offering him a smile as she done it, completely unconcerned, she then turned back, firing at those men. Apparently, he was not allowed to keep the gun.

As they walked, she worked, aiming her gun and firing. As soon as the ammunition ran out, she turned, tucking the gun back into Bucky's waistband. So, he was keeping the gun? Before turning, and just as she had done with him, she let her hands do the work, knocking the men back with a single movement of her hand. They seemed to have lost them, or did she just kill them? Because they were walking through a busy market street, the locals were giving them weird looks. They entered a house, passing a very confused family, headed down a flight of stairs into a basement and out a door through a backyard out to a densely forested area, and out of nowhere a ramp appeared.

The three of them entered the quinjet and Bucky set Sam in one of the seats as Natasha started take off procedures. They were in the air without delays and once they reached a cruising altitude, Natasha turned on the autopilot to check on them with a mediket. This woman, had already taken Sams shirt off, examining the wound as if she had done it many times before. She wore surgical gloves as she dug her fingers into the wound.

Meanwhile, Sams face was stuck on the one expression ; pain.

"Irina, do not touch that." Sam warned, causing her to look up.

"Im sorry, its in a really weird place. Its like, do I press against your liver or press against your intensines ; you know?" She told him, clearing her throat.

"Two fingers in and you can feel all that? I don't know if I should be amused or down right concerned." Sam half laughed, as the woman looked up at him with a smile.

"What would hurt the most?" Bucky asked from his seat

"Would you like me to try it on you? So then you can be the judge?" The woman asked, turning her head to look at him, raising her brow. Bucky rolled his eyes, looking away. He could hear Sam's laughter.

"Getting shot is bad, but getting repeatedly stabbed is worse." Natasha admitted, moving to hold Sam's hand

"I have been shot, and stabbed. Getting shot is better." The woman said as she finally pulled the bullet out, examining it before dropping it into Sam's free hand with a smile.

"Yeah. Tell that to the guy you stabbed in the throat back there." Bucky said from where he was sitting, looking at them.

"You stabbed someone in the throat?" Natasha asked, looking at the woman.

​"Barnes stole my gun. Wilson was about to get killed by that guy." The woman offered, giving a slight shrug

"I didn't know Romanoff had back up onboard." Bucky reminded them.

"She actually wasn't...onboard. What were you doing here, Irina?" Natasha asked, looking at the woman who simply shrugged.

"Enjoying the country." The woman said, earning her a look of disapproval from Natasha because it was obviously a lie.

"Well, Barnes, this is Irina Petrova. You would have met in passing at the battle for earth." Natasha mumbled, her gaze staying on Irina.

"Yeah, were I was literally trapped and nearly DROWNING. You are all lucky I finally figured out this whole...vibration thing." Irina said, looking at her hands. Vibration thing? So that's what that was?

"I had a lot going on that day, Irina. There was no way I was able to get you out of there myself. I was getting Bruce to help get you out. Plus, Fury helped in the end too." Natasha said defensively.

"Yeah, so did several wakandans and a fucking wizard. Like I said, lucky I figured out the vibration thing."

Bucky kind off remembered, not that he wasn't occupied himself, but he did remember. She had a done a run with the Nano-Gauntlet herself and gave it to Barton. The archer said she got trapped when the compound collapsed. He didn't think it was a hulk-sized task, but like he said, he was occupied himself during that time.

"Drowning or not, you did a good job, Petrova." Sam smiled.

"Don't boost her ego." Natasha said instantly

"Don't listen to her, boost my ego, Wilson." Irina joked, a smile pulling on her features.

"You know, shirtless and fingering are both kind of like....a second date thing. I think you owe me a drink, Petrova." Sam said smoothly, causing Irina to laugh, shaking her head.

"Yeah, I don't think so." Irina whispered, looking down.

For the rest of the flight, Irina and Sam talked quietly. Bucky couldn't help staring at her...he thought she at least looked somewhat familiar. Yes, he remembered her from that day against Thanos, but felt as if he knew her from before then.....but he couldn't place her anywhere in his memories. After waking from his brainwashing, he couldn't remember all the names of faces of those he met. It also didn't escape his notice how Irina didn't even so much as look in his direction.

Instead, Irina gave Sam painkillers which eventually knocked him out before she went and sat with Natasha in the cockpit. Bucky, being Bucky listened to their conversation as they spoke in hushed tones, something about a special assignment. Natasha asked her about some guy, to which Irina told her it was over, and she asked Natasha about you know who, to which Natasha grew frustrated. Was Bucky wanting to be nosy? Perhaps, Or maybe he wanted some insight to this woman who subdued him. Him, a supersoldier with a vibranium arm.

Irina made him uneasy, that was for sure.

Relief finally washed over them when they reached the compound, escaping her company by taking Sam to the medic bay to Banner and Doctor Cho to receive proper medical treatment. As he stood at the window, he watched as Steve hugged Irina affectionately in the courtyard below, with Natasha smiling beside them. It seemed the team knew this woman. Bucky didn't realise how tense he had been since this woman showed up, and when he watched her leaving he felt oddly...satisfied. Silently relieved that, perhaps, he wouldn't have to see her again. 

[pooslie]

haha rminds me of: https://www.tumblr.com/pooslie/176756897510/exasperated-bucky-oh-god-theres-two-of-them

In Infinity War, when the army in Wakanda is charging forward to meet Thanos’s army, you see Steve and T’challa fly past everyone because they both run super fast. But Bucky is just as fast. And Bucky was not with them. Bucky looked at the army of weird alien monsters and thought to himself “I’m not in any hurry to get to that. I’ll jog it.”

[accihoe]

Christmas Surprise Part 2

Pairing: Sergeant!Bucky x fem!reader

Summary: Her boots were made for walking, but were used for photography

Warnings: none

A/n: we're currently at 111 notes!! At 99 likes wow thank you guys so much. I really didn't think it'd do so good

Xxxx

When Bucky returned upstairs Y/N was dressed in her prettiest baby blue dress, adorned with a coat to match the boots and her purse. She had curled her hair quickly (had he really taken that long to persuade his sister?). He stood for a moment, speechless.

"I... wow. I hate to say it, but he made a fine selection choice."

"Buck that wasn't him. I'd been eyeing them for months."

Bucky darted his eyes towards the floor as his stomach churned uneasily. How come he hadn't noticed the months he'd been with her? Perhaps Malcolm was a better suit for Y/N...-

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Y/N stepped closer with a gentle smile. She could always sense his unease. He'd hate to lose he-

"Bucky?"

She took his hand, running her thumb over his knuckles. He gave her a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

"Hey, we don't have to do this if you don't wanna. We can simply return 'em, get some Coca-Cola money."

"Na, I want to do this. Just feel bad that I didn't notice you like 'em so much."

"Hey, it's fine-"

"No it ain't. I mean, he didn't even spend that much time with you and he noticed- wait... How long has he been seein' you?"

Bucky's eyes narrowed as they dropped to her. Y/N bit her lip, casting her eyes to the ground.

"I-... Buck, I was lonely and scared after work. So I entertained him solely for the purpose of not walking home alone in the dark. I promise you, I'd reject him, and I'd constantly talk about you on our walks. And occasionally, the boots when we passed the store... But I kept it friendly, asking him a little here and allowing him a little space to talk. I promise any rational person could've seen my intentions."

He stayed silent for a few moments before a boyish grin broke out across his face.

"You're so damn sly. I'd swear you ain't an ally of mine. And you're right, he ain't all that rational."

"Well come on before my make-up melts."

"It does that?"

He frowned as they walked downstairs, hand in hand.

"No, I'm just kidding. But the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can have more time together."

"Fair enough."

....

Before long the photograph was taken and being processed, and as payment for Rebecca's camera, Y/N and Bucky were left to do the dishes.

"Not how I imagined my Christmas. But I wouldn't have it any other way. As long as I'm with you, I'm content."

"I thought the army was supposed to toughen you up. Not turn you into a big ole sap."

"Hey, I'm pouring my heart out here!"

Bucky feigned hurt, and his girlfriend giggled.

"Well, handsome, once this is done we can go for a walk, and you can pour your whole heart out to me. I want to hear it all."

His eyes cast toward the floor and he swallowed.

"Everything?"

"I'm certain. When I say I love you, I mean that about every part. Not just that handsome face and cheeky mouth."

"I love ya a whole bunch too, Dollface."

"Well then dry quicker sarge, because we've got to get walking."

He chuckled, increasing the speed of wiping the plate at an increasing speed.

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Here we go, sorry for the delay. Happy New Year, lovely people. I love you guys.

[cherryqueen88]

~Master List~

Appreciation to all of these amazing writers on here and other platforms! you guys are truly amazing, and I just want to put your stories further out there with this list! If you wish for me to take your story off this list, please let me know and I will.

All things Bucky Barnes, Chris Evans, and Sebastian Stan!! Tumblr, Wattpad, and AO3. Some of my favorite stories and ones I want to read! 

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All of the stories are Female!Reader unless specified otherwise 

If you have any recommendations, please let me know and I’ll read/add them! 

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(this post was originally Only Bucky Barnes but is now for Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans as well and due to editing issues ive had to make new post to split up the people/ charactors)

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[vibraniumarm06-bucket]

Only One True Answer

Summary: Bucky took a quiz, he wants to know what your answer is as his was in his words "rigged".

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: I'm in my Bucky writing era [which is ALL the time hehe]

J.B.B Masterlist || Main Masterlist

“What has grumpy pants extra grouchy?” Sam asks as he approaches the couch cautiously feeling like he’s gonna be six feet deep soon due to Bucky’s glare. “Did someone eat his plums he got from the market? I swear we all know by now that it’s hands off the plums unless you’re Y/N” He continues missing Nat’s hand shaking under her chin telling him to cut it out. 

Sam’s gaze finally falls on Nat and narrows his eyes, shrugging his shoulders as if asking what is wrong. Nat tries to hide her smirk before picking up the iPad laying on the floor and showing Sam the result of the quiz. 

“Which avenger is your better half?” Sam asks before bursting out with laughter at the fact that Bucky’s answer is in fact, Sam. “No wonder he’s grumpy, he didn’t get who he truly wanted” . “Oh shut up birdbrain.” Bucky snaps, crossing his arms and slouching into the couch even more. “It’s obviously rigged” He mumbles. 

“Oh yeah, Nat, who did you get?” Sam asks. “Obviously I got Steve, ” She says smirking. “So, it isn’t rigged Bucky, you’re just pining after the wrong person” Nat teases which makes Bucky scoff. 

Steve and you walk into the common room area discussing the mission you were about to go on in a few days softly. “What’s happening here?” Steve asks, looking up and noticing Bucky’s tensed body language and raising his eyebrow along with his question.

You glance over at Bucky and shoot him a soft smile and he looks away before grumbling “Nothing.” You feel a soft prick at your heart from him ignoring you. “Doesn’t seem like nothing?” You say softly “You’re obviously upset about something Buck” You continue glancing at Nat who is pointedly looking at the iPad in Sam’s hands. 

Steve catches onto Nat’s looks “Pass the iPad Sam” Steve orders in a playful tone. Once Steve and You look at the screen you can’t help the smile that crosses your face. “Aww that's cute, Sam is your other half, do you feel a little cut Stevie?” You ask looking up at the blonde with a soft laugh, nudging him subtly to play along with the joke. “Indeed, I’m heartbroken Bucky, I thought I was your other half and here I find out from a quiz it’s a lie?” Steve says teasingly clutching his heart and going along with the joke. 

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny guys, I’m laughing so hard” Bucky mumbles out rolling his eyes at everyone’s behaviour. “Aw come on Buck, don’t take the quiz so literally!” You say as you approach the back of the couch and wrap your arms around him from behind squeezing him into a hug. You only let go once you feel his body relax. 

Once you’ve let go of him you feel slightly cold as Bucky tends to run warm due to the serum. You walk around grabbing the iPad from Steve as you plop down beside Bucky, your thigh both touching and a small smile graces your face. “If it will make you feel better, I’ll take the quiz”. He nods to your question and watches you intensely as you fill out your answers. 

“There’s only one true answer for me” You say booping Bucky on the nose as everyone waits for the results to load. Nat and Sam are smirking so hard Bucky wished the saying ‘don’t make that face otherwise the wind will blow leaving it stuck like that’ was true. Bucky keeps his eyes glued to the screen in your hands while you just admire Bucky running a hand through his hair as he seems to not have heard you. 

“Well, would you look at that” 

“I’m so surprised!”  

“Colour me shocked!” all tumble out of three once the results have loaded. 

“Okay, I get it, you’re all being sarcastic idiots now knock it off and leave me alone with my Doll” Bucky says standing up trying to be intimidating but he is bursting with happiness. Steve grabs Nat’s hand pulling her along to the hallway and you briefly hear her saying how she got him. Sam heads off towards the kitchen as its his and Clint’s night to cook dinner for everyone.

 You watch as Bucky turns around once everyone has left the common area. “I told you there was only one true answer for me Bucket” You say as he kneels in front of you in between your thighs, booping his nose once he settles. He leans forward, booping your nose as a big grin graces his face and you sigh dreamingly at how handsome he looks when he’s happy. Sure, his grumpy look is sexy with the furrowed eyebrows and clenched jaw. But something about Bucky radiating pure joy made your heart beat even faster than it should. 

“You’re the only true answer for me James, I don’t care what a quiz says. I know what is in my heart” You say as you wrap your arms around his neck pulling him in a little closer. You only called him James when he was in trouble or when you were being serious. 

“Ya know Sunshine, you’re in my heart too. I was just annoyed that I got birdbrain as my answer” Bucky says scoffing at the end before leaning in and kissing both your cheeks making you blush. “I love you Y/N, always have since you fell onto me from hiding in the vents from Clint. It’s like that saying, an angel fell from heaven” He says cheekily, his nose scrunching as he chuckles. You move one of your hands to hold his chin as you admire his face.

“Whatcha looking at Doll?” He asks a little confused, his eyebrows furrowing a little as he notices you just watching him. “I love you too baby” You murmur softly “I also love when you’re truly happy and radiating it. I love that I get to see you like this, free, pure and all mine” You say giggling at the end as Bucky pounces onto you kissing you deeply. 

“Uh excuse us, but Y/N and Mr.Barnes…” Peter’s voice floats into the room. “ What do you want, Parker?” Bucky barks out annoyed at the disruption. You can both hear the audible gulp he takes before speaking again. “Mr. Thor and I were wanting to play video games and this is where everything is set up…” 

A soft squeal leaves you as Bucky stands up and picks you up from the couch. “Bye Parker” You say laughing as you Bucky slings you over his shoulder as he begins walking fast. Parker and Thor briefly meet eyes with one another and visibly shiver before laughing.

[melles1276]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes & AJ Wilson & Cass Wilson & Sam Wilson & Sarah Wilson Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sarah Wilson (Marvel) Additional Tags: Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Friendship, Protective Sam Wilson, sam wilsons family members, Family, mission scene, Fluff, Love is in the Air, can't you feel it, First Impressions, Flirting, or something like that, Slow Burn, aren't they a cute couple, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Barnes Has PTSD, Bucky Barnes Has a Crush, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Awesome Sarah Wilson (Marvel), post episode s1e06 (the falcon and the winter soldier) Series: Part 2 of Moments in time Summary:

Missing scenes from "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier" series ...

Post Episode 6: Bucky has an important phone call to make (sort of)

[lordfries]

sad borky cover page WIP for a lil mini comic I'm making about him... it will be titled 'solace' :D

[petrovaaaae]

White Winter Wolf

CHAPTER 22

How long would it be until she got fed up with Bucky? In his mind, it was only a matter of time before she got tired of his constant desire to be at home, for it only to be both of them, alone. He hated crowds. They had been on a few dates in that time, but he always clammed up, and she always noticed. How long before it took for her to get irritated with it? It gripped at him. Before Irina, his life had only been one colour - grey. Everything was grey, there was no light, no little ray of sunshine. But once he had met her, she slowly started introducing more colours, bringing the light with her. Each time he went on missions with Steve or Sam, he yearned for her. It was as if someone was stomping on his heart the entire time, kicking him in the gut repeatedly. He craved to be in her company. And when he returned home, she would always be waiting for him, no matter the time - he would text her beforehand, let her know he was on his way home, and she would be sitting there, waiting. As soon as he stepped in, he immediately delved into the warmth that was hers, to see her smile lighting up her features, the adoration she held in her eyes for him - no one had ever looked at him that way. 

It took her a few days to get over the whole ordeal with Walker, and still Bucky was planning his own revenge on the guy. Walker was immediately removed from the team, removed from the reserves and all but barred from the compound and it relieved Bucky to know he couldn't get to her. But all that consumed his mind was how long until she no longer wanted him? She could read him so easily, could pick up on the emotions he was trying to bury and hide from her - his anxiety, depression, the memories that constantly plagued him from the torture he endured. He held so much shame, but she could read it all and when he was in his own little bubble, torn away from the world, she was there. He would try and fake happiness, but she would just slip into the bed and all but force his head onto her chest, and instantly he felt that weight lifting off his shoulders at the sound of her heartbeat thumping against his chest.  But how long until she tired of it? Irina when she was at herself, was bubbly, outgoing, she had the most beautiful soul. Yes, she also harboured that murderous side, but still, he loved that side of her as well. So how long until her need for adventure overcomes her want for him? He was holding her back, at least he felt as if he was holding her back from the life she said she had dreamed off as a little girl - to have her own little farm, with those animals. 

"Do you know Irina kidnapped a man before?" Natasha's voice took him from his trance, and he saw Irina's head duck down as a smile pulled on her lips.

"We know. She kidnapped and beat a guy during an op." Sam said.

"No, before that." Natasha quickly added, turning her head to Irina, who was laughing. She was fond of kidnapping guys? "A guy broke into her apartment when she had just moved in. You were...eighteen? nineteen?"

"Nineteen," Irina confirmed, looking up with a grin.

"Is he okay?" Bucky suddenly asked and Natasha raised her brow, looking at Bucky. "Only the fact is, no offence doll, you can be very violent."

"Last I heard he was recently released from a mental hospital." Natasha said flatly, shrugging.

"What did you do?" Sam asked. Bucky raised a brow as he watched Irina laugh, shaking her head. "What did she do?"

"I told him, since he really wanted to be in my apartment, he was gonna stay." Irina said, shrugging her  shoulders "The only problem was, he didn't wanna stay, so I had to tie him up."

​Bucky blinked a few times before looking at Natasha, who was nodding as she laughed. He even turned his head to Steve and Sam, who were both looking at Irina as if...she had just been spawned into an alien. Finally, he turned his gaze back to Irina "What did you do to the guy?!" He exclaimed. 

"Force fed him cheetos for sixteen hours and made him watch the shopping channel the entire time." Irina admitted, rather proudly, and Sam burst out into laughter "He wanted in." she said nonchatently as she shrugged.

"You know what, good for you." Steve suddenly said, nodding his head "Too many crimes are committed against women living alone. Good." 

"Thankyou, Cap." Irina said with a smile and she looked at Bucky "If you hear the shopping channel at night, and rustling, then yano.....got a hostage in the living room." 

"Trust me, doll. I would certainly know first if someone even dared to try and break in." Bucky admitted, and Irina smiled. God help anybody who even tried that, but he couldn't help but feel pride at knowing Irina handled such an event....rather well. She went back to eating her cereal, popping the spoon into her mouth as she turned it around to it hung from mouth, looking at her phone. Bucky narrowed his eyes as Sam, who sat beside her, looked at the spoon as a wicked grin grew on Sams face as he tapped the end of the spoon, putting it further into Irina's mouth. Bucky's gaze hardened, but Irina turned her head to look at Sam, raising her brow before slowly pulling the spoon from her mouth.

"Im used to much bigger things, Samuel." Irina suddenly said and her eyes widened as Sam opened his mouth, and Bucky felt a smirk growing on his lips. "Shit. Sorry, didn't mean that." She said as she turned her head, putting the spoon back into the bowl "But..I am." she suddenly added, as her gaze was directed to lock onto Buckys as she grinned at him.

"I really didn't need or want to know that," Steve suddenly said flatly, and Bucky turned his head to see Steve's cheeks growing red and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Sorry, Cap. " Irina mumbled, shrugging "Just saying, your best friend is pa-"

"Do not want to know that," Steve said, shaking his head looking at her and even Bucky could see the smile peaking through, threatening to break Steve's stoic expression.

"Alright, I know theres no alcohol, it is only morning, but truth or dare?" Natasha suddenly said and Bucky looked at her, furrowing his brows.

​"Yes." Sam suddenly said and Irina shrugged before nodding, even Steve agreed so Bucky did too.

"Alright, Sam, truth or dare." Natasha said, turning to Sam.

"Dare." Sam instantly said. Of course he would choose that.

"I dare you to text Doctor Cho one of your best, most smoothest, pick up lines." Natasha said and Sam tilted his head, thinking about it before nodding, lifting out his phone and tapping on it.

"Do you work at Subway." Sam said as he typed "Because you give me a foot long." 

​Irina snickered, shaking her head "That is the cringiest pick-up line I have ever heard in my life." She said, sighing. 

"Alright, Petrova. Truth or dare." Sam said, putting his phone on the counter and Irina grinned.

"Truth." She said, and Sam sighed, shaking his head.

"Should have known." Sam said, shaking his head slowly before a smile pulled on his face "But I always provide. How many times has creepy magoo here made you orgasm in one sitting?" 

​Bucky felt his cheeks heat up, and he looked at Irina as her jaw flacked, shaking her head slowly at Sam "You fucker." she whispered before a smile pulled on her face "Nine." she said as a grin pulled on her features, and Bucky looked at her, before he turned his gaze towards Sam who was just...staring between them both with his jaw now slacked. 

"One sitting?" Natasha suddenly asked and Iina nodded her head. "Jesus Christ, no wonder why you go into hiding for two days."

​A smirk pulled on Bucky's lips as he looked down, turning his head to look at Irina who was grinning at him "Alright, Barnes, truth or dare?" Natasha said and Bucky puffed out his cheeks, looking at Natasha "Gotta pick."

"Truth." Bucky replied flatly and Sam groaned, shaking his head "Sorry, man. Got a gal already." 

"What is your fetishes?" Sam asked, and Bucky looked at Irina who was staring back at him, sucking in her bottom lip "Own up." 

"I...uh..." Bucky stuttered and he tilted his head at Irina who only shrugged at him. Because they both knew what his fetish was, pain mixed with pleasure, the way she would rake her nails down his chest, down his back...he loved it. Irina took of his dog tags she wore, playing with them as she watched him, and he saw her own cheeks turn a shade of pink "Marks." He finally said, and god knows they were both covered in them. Sam hollered, and he turned and saw Steve looked at them both with his own jaw slacked, his cheeks a deep crimson red. He and Steve were two complete opposites, and he knew they would be when it came to...intimacy. 

"Alright, Cap. Truth or dare?" Irina asked Steve who looked at them all, blinking furiously. Poor Steve.

"Uh........truth? Wait. I....Yeah, Truth." Steve fumbled over his words and Bucky shrugged his shoulders at him.

"Favourite sexual position?" Natasha asked and Steve almost choked, stuttering.

"Eagle." Sam suddenly said and Irina burst out into laughter, wait..what was eagle? He looked at Irina, narrowing his eyes at her, and she shook her head at him. He would find this out later, that was certain. 

"On...top?" Steve replied slowly and Bucky nodded, of course. Steve was an ordinary, good, old fashioned man. They continued playing that game, and he actually got to know more about them through it, and most of it he really did not want to know. He looked at Irina who was smiling at them, answering them, before she turned her head to Bucky, offering him a soft smile and he put his hand on her lower back, rubbing it softly. 

​"Buckle, Logan Paul, you are both up next for a mission." Tony suddenly said as he came in "You're welcome." 

"Thankyou for the amazing opportunity, Tony. We are both soooo relieved, so happy." Irina said sarcastically and she sighed "Where?"

"Munich." Tony said flatly, going to the coffee machine and taking a cup to pour the coffee into "Mostly staking out, tracking movement...That stuff." 

"Exciting." Bucky said flatly, the last time he was in Munich both he and Sam were chasing after the flag smashers. But he supposed it would be at least more bareable now given Irina would be with him. That thought got all sorts of ideas running through his head, given they would be in a hotel...alone..Not that they weren't alone in his apartment, but still. 

"I have also upgrade your suit." Tony said pointing at Irina who raised her brow "You're gonna love it."

​Irina suddenly started high pitch screaming, jumping up and down in her seat "Omg, did you add more little pockets for knives?!" She asked, and Bucky looked at her with widened eyes as Tony nodded with a grin, sipping on his coffee "So much more people to stab!" she whispered, clutching at her chest as she grinned "So excited." 

"You really worry me, doll." Bucky admitted, looking at Irina who dropped her hands, turning to look at him with furrowed brows "jus...uhm...Yeah. You worry me."

"Sometimes I drop my knives, other times they get taken off me mid fight, I need more pockets." She admitted and Bucky nodded slowly "Its not as if I intently go out to stab people."

"Yes you do." Tony said and Irina looked at him, narrowing her eyes as she shook her head "Trust me, you do."

"What about that time when we were staking out that warehouse, and...you just went in and started stabbing people without even waiting for them to attack?" Steve asked and Irina looked at him, shaking his head

"You're a real tell tale." Irina scoffed and she shrugged "They could have been anyone! Why wait for the attack when you can attack first?!"

"The time when you threw a throwing knife at someone because he was annoying you?" Natasha asked and Irina squinted her eyes, biting on her lip.

"Eh....I was annoyed." Irina offered 

"You also stabbed me just for talking." Sam said flatly and Bucky snorted, shaking his head. His murderous little kitten. 

"Exactly, you talk a lot." Irina shrugged 

"Too much." Bucky added and Irina turned her head, nodding at Bucky "I feel you on that one, doll. Sometimes I feel like shuttin' him up." 

"Yeah, you've a problem with shiny, pointy objects." Tony pointed out and Irina turned her head towards him, exhaling deeply "And buttons."

"Buttons?" Bucky asked, looking between Irina and Tony.

"Don't ever let her near a button that should never be pressed. She will ask you what its for, you will tell her not to touch it, what will she do? She will hit that button and run away." Tony said slowly, and Irina shrugged, looking at Bucky.

"Should just tell me what the button is for and I won't do it." Irina said defensively and Bucky nodded at her slowly "Sometimes my impulsive side takes over...my intrusive thoughts...and....I just have to do it."

"No buttons." Bucky said, trying to think if there was any buttons in the apartment that she should not ever hit. The fire alarm. Okay, cover that up. Wait...

"Was that you who hit the fire alarms?!" Bucky exclaimed, and Irina looked at him, guilt running through her features. Last week, the fire alarms went off just as Irina came into the apartment which led to them being led outside, with poor alpine, with Bucky threatening to throw that neighbour who shouted at Irina for the plants, off the balcony, only for the fire fighters who came to say it was a false alarm.

"Sorry..." Irina said slowly, and Bucky shook his head slowly "I see a button and I just...Boop." She said tapping her hand against the table to demonstrate her, hitting a button.

"The poor old man next door nearly had a heart attack, Irina!" Bucky exclaimed and she scoffed, shaking her head "You could have gave him a heart attack!"

"I baked him a cake the next day. A pretty darn good one if you remember." Irina said, and now Bucky realised why the cake had the words 'I am sorry :(' on it. He thought it was because of all the noise they made. He rolled his eyes, sucking in his breath "Nothing bad happened."

"Just do not press buttons." Tony said slowly, pointing at her, and she nodded.

"Got it. Press all the buttons." Irina said, nodding her head with a grin.

"NO!" Tony exclaimed, and he looked as if he was ready to give up "I swear, I feel as if sometimes I need to fit you with a little camera so I can watch you at all times, just so I can tell you not to do stuff that's just...."

"If you put a camera on me at all times, you aint gonna like what you see, Tony." Irina said, nodding her head, pursing her lips as she glanced over at Bucky whos own lips were curling into a grin "Gonne see a lot of...bad things." She said as she clicked her tongue, rolling her head to look at Tony who only shook his head slowly. 

"I don't....No." Tony shook his head, sighing "Please don't tell me about that."

"Nine times, Stark. Nine times he has made her orgasm. They also have a kink for pain." Why did Sam feel the need to fill Stark in on this? Bucky didn't know, but Tony looked as if he wanted the ground to open and swallow him alive as he put down his cup of coffee, covering his hands over his ears.

"I do not want to hear it! Why do I put up with all of you?" Tony said, shaking his head "I really need a therapist..." he whined.

"I know a couple of good ones." Bucky said flatly, and Irina snickered, turning her head to look at Bucky grinning. She was still playing with his dog tags that were around his neck, running her fingertips along the smooth grooves of the writing on it. He loved seeing them on her, claiming her as his, 

"I'm going to go, before I feel the need to ring Pepper asking for professional help." Tony said, picking up the coffee "Two of you, don't forget, next week for your mission." Both Irina and Bucky nodded at him at his words and he then walked away, heading towards the direction of the corridor that led to his lab. 

"We are all going to have a little get-together tonight, you guys coming?" Natasha asked, and Irina looked at Bucky and he shrugged "Take that as a...yes?"

"Sure." Bucky said. The one thing he didn't want to do was keep Irina away from spending time with Natasha. He saw how they both thrived in each others company, their personalities jumped off each other, and he loved to see Irina happy. So, they both agreed to go. They continued chatting as Irina finally got to finish her cereal, before they decided to go. They needed to run a few errands, and Bucky loved going on little errands with her. 

It was so simple, grocery shopping. But he loved it. Knowing that they were both doing something together for their own little life together made him feel so whole. Even when they were back in the apartment, he loved helping her fold laundry, make the bed, cleaning, everything she did, he wanted to help with. The one thing he loved doing the most was cooking with her. There was just something about it that just seemed so...intimate. They would stand and talk about anything. Most of the time he would find his arms around her waist, placing soft kisses against her neck as she playfully scolded him. All these simplistic things that made him happy, all these things that he was experiencing that he never got to experience due to the chaos in his life, now that he was experiencing them, that one question kept circling his head ; how long until she tired of it? 

His favourite part of the day was first thing in the morning. They would lie naked, and no matter which way they fell asleep, they always ended up in the same position each morning ; with them both on their sides, Bucky's arms would be wrapped around her, holding her flush against his chest. Bucky would always be the first one to wake up, pressing soft kisses into her neck. The sight of her naked body always stirred him, always brought him that same level of appreciation and hunger as the first time he laid eyes upon it. Her soft gasps, stiffled moans due to her hazy, sleep-filled nature as she stirred. There was something about having sex with her first thing in the morning that just...pulled on him, because it was then he was tender, his touch was gentle, slow, and he worshipped her each time. But how long would it last? To even think of her getting tired of his nature sent rippling anxiety spreading through his veins, he was boring, he was damaged goods. 

"Bucky!" Her voice took him out of his trance, looking up. They had been getting ready for the get together, and he was waiting for Irina to actually finish getting ready. He sat on the couch, wearing, of course, black on black, on black. Black leather jacket, black top, black jeans "Come help me." 

Standing up, he walked into the bedroom and she had her back turned to him, revealing the zip she needed closed. Walking over, he placed a kiss her back, then her collar bone and she giggled before he finally zipped the dress up. She turned around, and he feasted his eyes upon her. She was wearing a ditsy floral dress, with those little ties at the front of her cleavage that hid them from her sight, but not enough, as each time she took a breath, they heaved upwards, slightly creeping over the fabric "Well...Is it okay?" 

"You're beautiful, doll." Bucky said, running his eyes over her, his tongue poking out to graze across his bottom lip "Too beautiful for me, kitten."

"What?" Irina said, scrunching her nose up and his gaze finally locking onto hers and she shook her head "You've been acting strange lately, Bucky. What's wrong?"

"Mmm? Its nothin', doll." Bucky said, shaking his head but Irina sat down on the bottom of the bed, placing both hands behind her as she leaned back, staring at him "Nothin' to worry your pretty head over."

"I'm worried." Irina admitted, her gaze drifting away. "Have I done something?"

His head quickly snapped up to look at her and he shook it "No! No, no, you've done nothin' wrong, it's.." He shook his head, sitting on the bed beside her and she turned her head to look at him, and when he looked at her he could see the panic flash through her eyes, fear lingering underneath and also a great deal of sadness.

​"James." She said firmly, pushing herself to sit up straight, turning fully to him and he rolled his head, looking away as he sighed heavily "Please tell me." He heard the crack in her voice, and he rolled his head, looking at her. God, did she think....he was about to break up with her? It looked like that, of course it sounded like it.

"I can't help but think I am holding you back from doing so much, doll." Bucky admitted, looking away and he heard her shifting "My comfort zone is here, in this apartment away from the world, but you deserve much more than that. We do those little things, going on bike rides, to that spot we like but...when it comes to the big things, where so much people is involved, you deserve someone who can go into a crowd without getting fuckin' freaked out."

"James Buchanan Barnes." Her voice was stern, and it almost sent a shiver up his spin as he looked at her with wide eyes "Being here with you is my favourite thing. I feel as if I am the one who... is boring by wanting to just stay here, curled up with you and forgetting everything else evens exists." 

All this time he had been worried that this wasn't enough for her, that this would eventually lead to heartbreak for both of them when it got boring for her, that she would grow tired of his want and need to be isolated from the world, when she really just..wanted the same as him. He watched her, his brows furrowin "I love you, James. The only place I want to be is with you." her words sounded so genuine, and he could tell they were by the way her eyes sparkled and shined, by how that little smile pulled on her lips. Lifting his hand, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, tilting his head as he watched her turn her head, and even though he had done it with his metal hand, she pressed a kiss against the palm of it, rubbing her cheek against the cold metal. 

"Come on, Sargeant Barnes, we have somewhere to be." Irina said, taking his metal hand and entwining her fingers with it and he could feel the warmth that contrasted with the cold steel, the smoothness of her hand.

"Roger that, Ma'am." Bucky said, standing and she let go of his hand, moving to put on a pair of heels that Bucky knew she would be complaining about later. As she stood, he reached his hand out for her, and she smiled, taking it "you really mean it, doll?" he asked as they walked to the door and she nodded her head, turning to look at him "S'long I've been wondering how long it would be before you got tired of me."

"Tired of you?!" She exclaimed before shaking her head. "Please don't ever think that, Bucky. You are the most important person in my life and I would just...you are my life." she said as they walked down the stairs of the apartment block and he stopped at the bottom, holding his hand out for her and she took it, not that she needed it but he wanted to, given she was wearing heels. Her words made a flutter of emotions spread throughout him, relief being one of the main ones, but to feel...wanted. That was another thing entirely. 

"Sometimes I just look at you and can't believe you're real, doll." He admitted and she walked to the car, turning to him before leaning up and pressing a soft kiss against his lips.

"Every day I look at you and think to myself who the hell gave you, a right to be so fucking hot." she whispered and he laughed, shaking his head "Stop. You are, look at you.." she stepped back, running her eyes over him, before locking her gaze with his once more "Should be illegal." she turned around, and when she went to open the car door, he stepped around her, taking the handle, opening it as she got in, and he leaned down, buckling her in - its became a habit. Closing the door, before going round to the drivers side and climbing in. The car ride there, he made a vow to himself ; he would get Steve to go ring shopping with him in the next few days and ask Irina to be his wife. He had to. He saw no other woman but her, he wanted no other woman but her, she understood him in ways no one else would ever. She was his everything and from her own words, it seemed as if he was hers.  Even it doing it would cause his anxiety and nerves to take over, he was going to do it. 

[accihoe]

Hello, I'm back.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!✝️🎄❤️💚🎅🎁

Quick update, I'm hopefully joining the army/navy, dependent on which recruits me via my enlistment.

I will write a Bucky Barnes fanfic for today, for obvious reasons.

I love you guys, always.❤️

[buckyalpine]

“My name is James Bucky Barnes and you’re part of my efforts to get forehead kisses”

(pouts adorably with big puppy eyes)

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