#Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter

[saiyanprincessswanie]

I knew Sharon was up to no good. Glad Clint took her down. I hope Steve feels like crap now and doesn’t get BB back. Bucky and Nat are good for her.

Cold Hearted

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Reader x Bucky x Nat

Chapter 8

Warnings: swearing, angst and a splash of smut.

Notes: I'm sorry this chapter took so long but I've been struggling. I knew where I was going but trying to get it how I wanted was a challenge. I hope it was worth the wait.

There will be another chapter to wrap it all up but this is the big climax. Enjoy.

Steves retirement party is today. He and Sharon have been a bipolar couple, either fighting or fucking, not much in between except in those few moments of warm haze after sex. Sharon was never satisfied with anything. The house, him, the team's icy treatment. Everything was a drama but every time Steve was really considering ending it she would seduce him back into her bubble.

No one was really looking forward to the party except for the fact that Steve and Sharon would be moving out the next day. They were all exhausted with Sharon and her constant bitching but also of Steve and his whining and waffling. He would go back and forth from the good man they thought they knew to the arrogant Captain America who felt entitled to everyone's adoration.

At least Thor and Val would be there with some Asgardian liquor.

BB, Nat and Wanda were relaxing over brunch discussing the evenings activities

Wanda took a sip of her mimosa and giggled at the bubbles "I just want this all over with and Sharon away from the compound. The animosity and stress is getting to me. Every time I'm anywhere near her all I feel is her hatred for the team. I don't know what Steve sees in her."

Nat nodded "It's like he's under a spell but a really bad one that keeps slipping when they aren't fucking"

BB smiled sadly "I don't know what's happening but he's not the Steve I thought I knew.

Wanda, you'd be able to tell if she was using any kind of magic, right?"

Wanda nodded "Most likely. I'd get some kind of vibe off of them but all I feel from them is anger and lust. Those emotions are too prominent for me to read any thoughts."

BB sighed "I feel that too. It makes them so uncomfortable to be around."

Nat rubbed BBs thigh "enough of that, soon they won't be our problem anymore.

So, Wanda what are you and Vis wearing? Bucky has a copy of his Army uniform that Tony had made for him and BB and I coordinated our dresses so should look pretty hot. It's our first public outing as a throuple so we want to impress. No press but Tony will have a photographer and pics are going to People magazine exclusively so they will notice us. We've even been practicing dancing together."

Nats smile was infectious and Wanda couldn't help but tease her "You seem happier than when you married Bucky. Should he be jealous? Are you and BB gonna run away on him."

Nat giggled "No. We're not going anywhere. I was so happy when we got married but BB was always our missing piece. She was happy with Steve and he was happy with her so we didn't want to mess with it but back in the day it was always the three of us."

"I'm not complaining, the lust and contentment I get from the three of you is so sweet and gets me started. Vis isn't complaining" Wanda smirked.

BB has to tease "So happy our feelings are helping your sex life. One of these days you'll have to give us some details."

Wanda blushed and hid her face while Nat and BB laughed. Maybe this could be a good day.

Steve and Sharon had slept late after staying up half the night tangled up in each other. He watched her while she slept, she was so beautiful. Especially when she wasn't nagging him about one thing or another. He had convinced himself it would get better when they moved out away from the team. They would have their own space without the animosity the team was still radiating. He had believed everyone would come to accept his relationship with Sharon but they were still angry over how he treated BB. Bucky still wouldn't talk to him outside of Avengers business and he missed his friend. After all they had been through Bucky let a woman come between them.

He knew there was something going on with BB and Bucky and Nat. They were always together and BB looked at them the way she used to look at him.

Steve thought about BB for a minute and smiled sadly, she really was incredible. He felt bad for everything but he wanted kids so bad he could taste it and BB couldn't give him any. It was a shame but life was full of them and he moved on.

He started softly running his fingers over Sharon's body to distract himself from thinking about BB. She moaned softly and her eyes fluttered open. "Already Captain? How do you still have any energy after last night?" She rolled over on her back to give him more access. Steve pushed BB out of his head and drowned himself in Sharon.

Once they finally got up Steve went to work out but Sharon declined using the hours of sex as an excuse claiming she'd had enough exercise.

Bucky and Sam were having lunch after spending some time sparring after a morning run when Steve wandered into the kitchen. Steve greeted them both, Sam waved and Bucky just nodded in response.

Steve sighed "Is everyone gonna hate me forever? Don't I deserve to have the American dream after all these years defending it? Why don't my so called friends want me to be happy?"

Bucky scoffed "It's not that we don't want you to be happy and you know that.  You don't deserve to be happy at others expense but you don't care about who you are hurting. BB deserves better"

Steve bristled "She looks pretty happy with you and Nat. Didn't take you two very long to move in on her. You guys fucking her already?"

Bucky stood up and got in Steve's face "What's it to you? You cheated on her and then dumped her like yesterday's garbage. We have been trying to help her get over you and stay away from Sharon. Maybe if you didn't insist on flaunting your whore around we wouldn't need to"

"Jesus Buck, when will you let that go? Relationships end all the time, not every couple lasts forever. BB and I weren't right together, Sharon and I are, she's a better match in almost every way. You know I have a lot of pressure and expectations on my shoulders from the public and a former Black Widow who can't have kids isn't what is expected of me."

Bucky shook his head "What's expected of you? Do you even hear yourself? It's more than what you did to BB. You are so fucking full of yourself lately, you make me sick. What happened to the little guy from Brooklyn who never backed down from a fight? You're all ego and asshole, that's why no one is getting over it" and strode away.

Steve looked at Sam. "You too?"

Sam shrugged "You're my friend and I love you man but he's not wrong."

"Whatever you say, man." Steve left to find Sharon.

Unfortunately for Steve, Sharon was out being pampered to get ready for the party. He sat on their couch and flipped through the channels on the TV until he found a WW2 documentary.

Steve felt someone touching him softly and opened his eyes to see BB standing over him in nothing but a flimsy negligee. "It's ok Stevie" she told him, "I'll make all the bad go away."

She climbed onto his lap and started gently rubbing her bare pussy on his growing bulge, dripping all over his sweats so much that he could feel it on his cock.

"Oh BB, I've missed you so much. I'm so sorry, I still love you. I need you back, please BB."

She just shushed him and he groaned when she pulled him out of his sweats and sat on his cock until she was all the way down and started moving her hips slowly. "Oh god BB you feel so good. I've missed your sweet pussy. Sharon could never compare. I need you back." She started moving faster and he felt her squeezing him and dripping down his balls. "Fuck BB, I'm gonna cum. Oh god"

Steve felt his face stinging and opened his eyes to see Sharon standing over him, looking pissed. Face flushed red and before she said anything he felt the other side of his face stung. She slapped him, twice!

"Are you fucking kidding me Steve? I go out to get dolled up for your stupid party and come back to you having a wet dream about your ex? I can't believe you would do this to me, you bastard." She was furious, breathing heavy and ready to hurt him.

"I'm going to ask you a question and you better make me believe you when you answer. Are you still in love with BB? I'm not going to be the woman you settled for or your second choice so you better think long and hard about your answer."

She stood there with her hands on her hips, waiting for his response.

"No, Sharon baby, you're it for me. You know the subconscious does weird things. It's just all this stress. With being forced to retire, moving, everyone being pissed at me. That's all, it's nothing, BB is nothing to me. It's all you sweetheart"

Sharon looked skeptical "It better be Steve because I won't be made a fool in front of the world like what you did to her."

"No, I would never. You know I only did that because you wanted me to. You're everything. I love you so much."

Sharon didn't seem satisfied but calmed down. "You should start getting ready for dinner. Tony is doing some fancy sit down thing for just the team and the party is after. He's tacky as Hell but Tony does know how to throw a party and you don't want to miss it."

Dinner was tense. Tony and Sam tried their darndest to keep the conversation going but no one really wanted to be there. Except maybe Sharon, she seemed to enjoy everyone else's discomfort and had a huge smile through it all. Steve couldn't even look at BB without getting flustered so avoided talking to her, Bucky and Nat.

It was a relief when the dinner ended and they moved to the large hall where there were already some guests dancing to the big band music. The music stopped and the band leader introduced Steve as the guest of honor. There was tepid applause and a couple of boo's as Steve waved awkwardly and the music started back up.

Steve took Sharon's hand and they walked out onto the dance floor falling into step in time with the music.

BB was bouncing to the music when Bucky took her hand and Nats and they walked out to the center of the dance floor and tore it up(imagine Brendan Frasier in Blast from the Past) and everyone else stopped dancing to watch them. When the song finished everyone applauded while they left the dance floor.

"I need a drink" BB panted.

Bucky bowed to her "As m'lady desires. Natalia?"

"Yes, please"

Sharon was giving them all the stink eye for taking the attention from her and Steve. Steve couldn't decide if he was impressed or jealous but pushed it down and took Sharon out to dance.

That's how the evening went until General Ross took to the stage and the music stopped. He gave an eloquent speech about Steve, extolling his virtues and going over some of his best moments fighting for the country and the world. When he finished, he called Steve to the stage to say a few words. Sharon stayed in the wings until Steve finished.

She saw BB walk by and grabbed her by the arm. "It's Showtime BB, let's get up there."

BB tried to protest but Sharon pulled a knife out of nowhere and poked BB in the back. "Don't try to leave now, the fun is just getting started"

When they made it to the microphone Sharon moved the knife to BBs throat. The room hushed when they saw what was going on.

Bucky started to move towards the stage until he saw Sharon push the point of the knife into BBs throat and a trickle of blood trailed down her neck. He stood, fuming, fists balled, looking for a way to help BB.

Sharon smiled "Good evening everyone. I'm sorry to interrupt the festivities but I have a few things to say too. Don't think about interrupting or I'll slit your precious BBs throat from ear to ear.

First, I want to thank Tony for this lovely party, it's really more than Steve deserves but gives me a good place to finish what I started.

More importantly I want to thank Steve for being so easy to manipulate, you made this so easy. It's kind of pathetic honestly.

You, Steve Rogers are a disgusting piece of shit. I helped you and Sam get your tech back so you could save your dear Bucky and I became an enemy of the state while you just forgot about me. When you were pardoned after the snap I was sure you would look for me so you could help me and we would be reunited but I got nothing. Your friends came back and you defeated Thanos but still nothing. The fucking Winter Soldier should have been put down as soon as the government got their hands on him but no he was Captain America's buddy 100 years ago so lets kiss his ass too.

You didn't even try to find me even though I was in trouble for helping your stupid ass. Then Sam and Bucky show up in Madripoor and were surprised to see me like no one ever even thought about what happened to me. Apparently the great Captain America and friends thought I was disposable after I helped them.

Well fuck Captain America, fuck the Avengers and FUCK Steve fucking Rogers. I hate all of you.

All I had to do was drug you into sex once, stroke your ego and drop Aunt Peggys name to ruin you. It's like you hear Peggy Carter and your eyes glaze over."

Sharon laughed maniacally and cut a little more into BBs neck. BB closed her eyes, tears running down her face and waited for her to finish and kill her.

"You live with two of the smartest people on the entire planet and a bunch of spies. You have access to the best tech in the world but you folded like a cheap table instead of swallowing your ego and asking your friends for help. You broke the heart of the woman you claimed to love when she would probably have forgiven you since I, you know, technically raped you. Everything after that first time is all on you and you haven't behaved like a decent human being much less the great and moral Steve Rogers. Now everyone hates you and it's all on you.

My work here is done so, sorry for monologue-ing but The Power Broker is leaving you self righteous-"

An arrow went through Sharon's left eye and she dropped.

BB fell and caught her breath, then collapsed into a ball and started sobbing. Bucky bolted to the front of the stage, knocking a couple of people over, picked her up bridal style and held her tight trying to console her.

"It's ok BB, it's your Jamie and I've got you, you're alright baby."

Everyone cleared the way as he carried her out of the room with Nat and Wanda trailing behind him.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Clint had just entered the party when Sharon started her spiel, so slipped back out to grab his bow and arrows.

The entire room was in shock, no one especially Steve, ever imagined Sharon would do such a horrible thing. He knew she had drugged him but thought it was because of some twisted sort of love, not for this. He knew her admission didn't change much, she was right he had done every damn thing wrong from the start. He knew BB was ok and didn't need him so quietly slunk out of the room back to his quarters.

Tony went to the stage "I uh, I don't know what to say after all that. Obviously the party is over. Thanks for saving the day, Legolas."

Everyone cleared the room except for a couple of agents who went to get Sharon's body to take it to the morgue.

@bigphattygyal

The Avengers all went back to the common room, in shock, not sure what to say or do next.

Chapter 9

@vicmc624

[buckyscrystalqueen]

More the Merrier: Part 5

Pairings: Henry Cavill x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter

Warnings: Swearing, Polyamory

Word Count: 3,412

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Despite the heartbreak your family felt, you decided to stay in Australia for the full two weeks. You could definitely tell that there was a heavy, melancholy feel to the air, but that didn’t stop you all from enjoying the country Henry had never been to before.

“I don’t want to go home.” You complained on the last day as you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling of the hotel room as Henry packed both your luggage.

“It’s time, baby.” He huffed with a smile as he set an outfit aside to travel in. “I have a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Can we stop in Jersey instead of London on the way back? I want you all to meet my family.” A smile stretched across your face as you rolled onto your side to look at him. 

“Of course! We can absolutely do that if that’s what you want.” He paused and looked up at you with a nod.

“I absolutely do.”

“Then we’ll stop in Jersey.” You agreed as Nat came into your room with her hand held out. She handed you two Advil and your brow furrowed. 

“For your cramps.” She clarified since your cycles were in sync. Your brow furrowed further as you sat up and shook your head.

“I don’t have cramps. I don’t have my period.” Natasha and Henry both froze and looked over at you as you stared at the two pills in your palm. “Natasha, I don’t have my period.”

“Okay. Okay.” She said as calmly as possible as she walked over to take the pills from your hand so she could take hold of it. “Let’s not panic. There’s a pharmacy at the end of the next block.”

“I’ll take her.” Henry said as he abandoned the suitcases. He walked over to you and instantly pulled you into his shaky arms for a hug. 

“I’ll get Bucky.” Nat whispered numbly. “We’ll all go.” Henry nodded and you fisted his shirt in your hands.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, baby girl.” He mumbled into your hair as he shook his head. “Don’t you dare be sorry.”

“How is this possible?”

“We didn’t use condoms on the plane. And you don’t use them with Bucky.” He reminded you as he pulled back to cup your jaw in his hands to search your now panicked eyes. “(Y/N), it is alright. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Even if it’s Bucky’s?”

“Even if it’s Bucky’s.” You nodded your head as the man in question walked into the room with Natasha’s hand held tightly in his.

“Hey baby girl.” He cooed softly as he came over to brush his hand down the back of your head. “We’re alright, okay? Everything is going to be just fine.”

“I know.” You sighed as Henry pulled you to your feet. He carefully tucked you into his side while Bucky grabbed your and Nat’s hands and the four of you headed out the door to go to the pharmacy. 

——

“Natasha, I’m sorry.” You said softly as she stood in the bathroom of your hotel, ripping open pregnancy test after pregnancy test to make sure that they weren’t false positives… which they weren’t. She whipped around toward where you were sitting on the tub ledge and shook her head frantically.

“Solnyshka, you have absolutely nothing to be sorry about, do you hear me?”

“But I…”

“Sweet girl.” She sighed as she came over to kneel down in front of you while gently cupping your face in her palms. “I am not mad. I am ecstatic! A bit scared because we’re about to get on the plane for a full day and all I want to do is get you to a doctor to make sure you’re okay. But I am not mad, you hear me?” You nodded as best as you could as Bucky and Henry walked back into the bathroom to look at the current test situation. They had taken the news of the first positive one quite seriously and immediately played rock, paper, scissors for who got to sleep with you in the bed on the plane. Henry won best two out of three. 

“Stop looking at me like I’m about to explode.”

“We’re not, baby.” Henry chuckled as he came over to sit down beside you to hold your hands. “We’re just checking to make sure you’re okay with all of this.”

“I’m okay.”

“Shit, we’re gunna be parents.” Bucky laughed as he ran his hand down the back of your head in a continuous, soothing rhythm. “Who’d have thought it.”

“Alright, let’s get our stuff and head to the airport.” Natasha said as she stood up and went to collect all of the positive tests to throw out. “I’ll call the doctor when we get to London to meet us at the house.”

“Oh, we’re going to Jersey.” You pipped up as you stood up. “Henry wants to introduce us to his parents on the way home.”

“Alright then I’ll call when we are leaving Jersey.” Nat confirmed as she washed her hands. “But let’s get a move on it all the same.”

“We’re going, we’re going.” Bucky chuckled as he wrapped his arms around your waist and settled his hands on your lower stomach. He kissed your neck with a smile before pulling away to spank your ass lightly. “Come on, lil mama.”

“Oh, don’t you start.” You giggled as you headed out into your room and grabbed your day bag off the bed. It was immediately taken from your hands by Henry.

“No heavy lifting.” He said with a smile as he shouldered the bag while you huffed at him. 

“It’s not heavy lifting, it’s a bag of clothes.”

“No heavy lifting.” Your family chorused simultaneously which made you roll your eyes.

—— 

“I feel like this is really bad timing.” You said as you Ubered to Henry’s parent’s house.

“It’s perfect timing, baby.” Henry said as he reached over the middle seat to take ahold of your hand. You nodded against Bucky’s side in the back seat as the Jersey landscape flew by your windows. “I want my family to know my family.”

“We can wait.” Natasha said, politely as she turned on the seat next to Henry to look back at you. “If you really want to, we can wait.”

“No, let’s just do it.” You sighed as you ran your fingers through your hair. “We’re here and it’s been so long since you’ve seen your parents… let’s just go.”

“Okay then.” Henry said with a nod as he squeezed your hand and turned back around in his spot as the Uber pulled up in front of a quaint home. Everyone got out and Henry instantly grabbed your hand so he could wrap his arm around your waist. “They are going to love you.” He whispered in your ear as the four of you headed up the walkway to the front door. You nodded like a bobblehead as he knocked on the door before reaching back for Natasha’s hand to pull her closer as well. 

“Oh!” The woman who answered the door exclaimed as she took a step back. “Well I’ll be! Henry?! Come in, come in!”

“Hi mum.” Henry said sweetly as he guided you and Natasha into the house first. You looked around the cozy living room that had photographs everywhere and you felt at ease for the first time all day.

“Who are your friend’s dear?” The woman asked as she gave her son a hug while an older man called out his son’s name.

“Hi dad. This is my girlfriend, (Y/N)… and her wife and my other girlfriend, Natasha and their husband, Bucky. Guys this is my mum, Marianne and my dad, Colin.” The room got pin drop silent as Marianne looked between you and Natasha with a furrowed brow. 

“I’m sorry. You said wife and husband?” She clarified, which made you take a step back into Bucky’s chest. He instantly wrapped his arms around your body to protect you from whatever fall out was about to happen.

“Yes.” Henry said as he put his arm around Natasha’s waist. “We’re in a polyamorous relationship.”

“A poly what?” Colin asked as he looked at your family with confusion.

“A polyamorous relationship.” Henry repeated as he turned to find your hand so he could hold it while holding Nat to his other side. “We are all in a relationship together. And we just found out that (Y/N) is pregnant while on holiday in Australia.” Henry’s parents stayed dead silent for almost a full minute, making you and Nat shift unconsciously under their scrutiny, before Marianne nodded her head slowly.

“So you’re happy then?” She asked as she looked up into her son’s eyes, hopefully.

“I am.” He told her with a nod as he squeezed your hand. “Very much so.”

“Well then it’s settled.” She said as she stepped forward and cupped your and Nat’s jaws in her hands. “You two are gorgeous.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” You both said simultaneously, which made her tisk at you.

“None of that. It’s Marianne or mum. Come sit down, we’ll call your brothers. How long are you in town for? Here, girls you can sit here. Colin, go get some chairs from the dining room for the boys.” At her fussing, a smile spread across your face and you shared a look with your wife because neither of you had parents that would fuss over you. “Drinks! Oh, I have water and some beers…”

“I’ll get everyone drinks, mum.” Henry said as he headed through a door off to the right while Colin came in with two chairs from a door behind you. Bucky lunged to help him and you giggled as Marianne fussed while pulling a blanket across your lap.

“A baby.” She said more to herself as she pulled a foot stool over and propped your feet up for you. “How wonderful.”

“Mum, let her alone.” Henry said as he carried in three beers and a glass of water for you. “She just found out. She’s not fragile.”

“Oh, alright.” Marianne conceded as she held up her hands in surrender since she had done all she wanted to do to make you comfortable anyways. “Now, you three tell me all about yourselves. I want to know everything.”

“Mum, I didn’t bring them here for you to give them the third degree.”

“Henry William Dalgliesh Cavill, I will get to know my son’s partners as I see fit. You hush.”

“Yea, Henry. Hush.” Natasha teased before taking a sip of her beer and putting her hand on your lower back to draw circles on your skin until you melted in your spot. “Well not to drop more news bombs on you but I am a former countess of Russia, (Y/N) is an heiress, and Bucky works on Wall Street.”

“A countess, really?!” Marianne gasped as she took a seat on the arm of the recliner chair Colin was sitting in. “And what kind of heiress, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“My family are ranchers out in Montana. Have been for hundreds of years.”

“Oh ranchers. That makes a lot of money then?”

“Mum.”

“What, it’s just a question.” She chided as she swatted the air in Henry’s direction.

“Yes, it makes a lot of money.” You confirmed with a nod before taking a sip of water to sooth your parched throat. 

“Fascinating. Now Bucky, was it? Tell me about your job. Oh, let me send a text to the boys first to tell them to come over to meet you all.”

“My brothers.” Henry clarified as he shifted nervously in his seat beside you. You reached out and gently took his hand and he visibly relaxed almost instantaneously. Once the text was sent, Marianne kept a running string of questions coming as she got to know her son’s new family. It took almost an hour for Henry’s brother’s and their families to arrive and right as the last brother walked in, your stomach growled loudly.

“Oh, we need to feed you!” Marianne exclaimed as she jumped to her feet and started pushing her way through the crowd. “Colin call Pizza Express. See if they can get us a couple tables. They shouldn’t be too busy tonight. Is pizza alright, dears?”

“Pizza is lovely.” Natasha agreed with a nod before she handed her finished beer to Marianne’s waiting hand.

“This is chaotic.” You giggled to Henry as he stood up and unwrapped you from the blanket with a smile. 

“This is my family.”

“And it’s perfect.” You concluded as he helped you to your feet.

——

Dinner with Henry’s family was exhausting. Fantastic, but exhausting. However, you weren’t able to fall asleep. You lay in Henry’s childhood bedroom, staring at the wall, trying to convince yourself that you should get up and head to Piers’ room where Henry was sleeping but you didn’t want to be inappropriate. Marianne had said that this room had the comfiest bed and it was comfortable, but you were sleeping alone for the first time since you met Henry and you were not a fan. 

About 20 minutes later, when you had finally convinced yourself to get up, there was a light knock on the door.

“Come in.” You sat up and let out a sigh of relief as Henry slipped into the room.

“I’m not a fan of sleeping alone.” He whispered as he tiptoed across the floor. You pulled back the blankets and scooted to the middle of the bed with a shy smile.

“Your mom won’t mind?”

“I frankly don’t care.” He said as he got into bed and instantly pulled you into his arms. He sighed and nodded his head as he kissed your forehead. “Much better.”

“I was just about to come join you myself.” You whispered as you ran your fingertips up and down his spine as a second knock sounded on your door.

“Come in.”

“Well if you two weren’t sleeping alone, we weren’t.” Bucky said as he pushed Natasha into the room and quietly shut the door behind him.

“This is a full size bed, people.” You reminded them as you scooted closer to Henry so the two newcomers could get in as well. 

“We’ll make it work.” Nat said as she pushed Bucky down on the bed and climbed on his chest. She laid down on top of him and you cringed as the bed settled but thankfully didn’t break.

“Cozy.” 

“Get your knee out of my crotch. I am not your wife.”

“Ow! My hair!”

“My mum is going to lose her shit in the morning if we break this bed.”

“Sleep!” Natasha hissed as she pulled the blanket up over everyone and settled in against Bucky’s chest. With a smile on your face, you swung your knee over Henry’s hip and snuggled impossibly closer to him and almost instantly fell asleep with your family.

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When you got back from your vacation, the melancholy mood that had followed you after Steve’s departure settled back in when you realized he had moved out of your condo and in with Sharon permanently. It lasted a couple weeks until you had your first doctor’s appointment with your OB/GYN.

“Twins?!” Natasha exclaimed as you lay frozen on the metal exam table. 

“Holy shit.” Bucky breathed as Henry simply got up from his chair to hold your hand. 

“Fraternal twins.” Your OB, Cara Smith said as she took images of your 12 week along babies. “The antibiotics you took when you had the road rash to prevent infection knocked out your birth control. That’s the only thing I can think of of why you got pregnant on the pill. Y’all wanted to do a DNA test, correct?”

“That’s still the plan.” Nat said as she looked over at you and reached out for your other hand. “You okay, solnyshka?” You nodded your head and looked over at her with fear in your eyes. “Hey now.” She said softly as took a step closer and ran her hand over the top of your head. “It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s going to be okay.” You nodded and swallowed deeply as Cara removed the wand and printed out your sonograms for you. 

“Alright, let’s get some bloodwork done, and then I need both dad’s to do the same.” Cara informed the group as she picked up her laptop and started putting in notes. Both boys nodded as you stood up and dropped your maxi dress down to cover yourself while Nat handed you your panties. Cara excused herself from the room and you looked over at your wife.

“How the hell are we going to handle twins?”

“Well there are four of us to two of them.” Bucky pointed out as he took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie since he had come to this appointment straight from work on his “lunch break”. “We got this, (Y/N).” You nodded once and looked up at Henry who still hadn’t said anything and he sighed when he met your eye.

“Yes, I’m scared, too.”

“Thank God I’m not the only one.” You breathed in relief as you walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. 

“Everything is going to be just fine.” Natasha cooed, happily as she walked up behind you to rub your back while ducking into your line of sight so she could look you in the eye. “I promise. We are going to figure this all out and it’ll be a walk in the park.”

“If you say so.” You commented as the nurse came in to do your blood work. You forced yourself to let go of Henry and to sit back down on the exam table as he pulled his arm out of his Henley to get ready for his own bloodwork. After about 15 minutes, you were dismissed from the exam room and told to set up an appointment in four weeks for the gender reveal and DNA results appointment. 

“You hungry, baby girl?” Bucky asked as he took one of your hands, while Henry took the other as Nat set up your next appointment. You shook your head because nausea and morning sickness were a real struggle for you that hopefully would go away with the prescription meds Cara called in for you.

“I’ll grab lunch with you, handsome.” Nat said over her shoulder as she scrolled through the family calendar on her phone to find the best date for the next appointment so you could all be there. “Henry?”

“I’m gunna just grab something at the house when I take (Y/N) home. I have finish my college admissions essay so I can apply to NYU’s photography program before the deadline.”

“Still proud of you.” You said softly as you squeezed his hand. He smiled down at you and gave you a single head nod as Nat finished up with the female scheduler.

“Alright, then I’ll see you both at home.” She said as she gave you both a kiss. You kissed Bucky goodbye, wished him well for the rest of his work day, and headed out of the office with your family until you went in separate directions at the front door. 

“What’s got you so nervous, baby?” Henry asked as he hailed a cab at the corner. 

“I’m just nervous something’s going to go wrong.” You admitted with a small shrug. “What if, God forbid, something bad happens?”

“Then you and I will get through it together.” He stated simply as the pair of you got into the cab. Henry gave the driver your cross streets and sat back in his spot to pull you into his side with a sigh. “We aren’t alone, anymore, baby girl. We have each other and Bucky and Natasha. We have a family. And now, our family is growing by two more so we still aren’t alone. Any issues that arise will be dealt with by four adults that already love these babies more than life itself, right?”

“Yea, you’re right.” You sighed as you sank into his embrace a bit more.

“I know I’m right.” He chuckled as he rubbed your arm. “I’m always right… ow!”

“I’m always right.” You giggled with a smile as he rubbed where you had lightly pinched his thigh. “Not you.”

“Of course you are, baby. Of course you are.”

Part 6

[staronweek]

Introducing Staron Week!

Coming May 12-16, 2025!

A celebration of Steve Rogers and Sharon Carter and their wonderful romance.

I'm Rain, and I love Staron, and I hope you do too! Stay tuned for the posting of prompts.

(And yes, I picked this week because Emily Vancamp's birthday is May 12th. :))

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At least we have the comics, where Stephen/Clea and Steve/Sharon reign supreme. 😌

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Snow Masterlist

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19/20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23

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2017.02.06

This is a scene from my current main WIP, Take Me In, which is a Captain America fic (and which, as you'll see below, includes a Staron romance subplot). I write each scene as a separate file and label them like this (so, this would be the 6th scene that takes place in February 2017), and later on I'll decide which scenes belong in a chapter together and so forth.

I have a tendency to switch things around a lot in this fic, reordering things as I try to work out the logistics, so I think this scene was actually a different one when I posted the ask game. But here's an excerpt from it as it stands now:

After putting the milk away, Sharon paused to look at Steve for a moment. He sat with his back to her, his shirt stretching over his broad, muscular shoulders. She looked at his hands, so strong but so gentle, lifting his mug as he blew away the steam curling up from the surface of the tea. I love him, she thought, her heart clenching so tightly it was hard to breathe. I love everything about him. Not just because he was handsome, not just because he was the best man she'd ever known, not just because he was so good to her—though he was all of those things and more. No, she loved every part of him because it was him. That was all there was to it. She loved Steve Rogers because he was Steve Rogers. Sharon's heart clenched tighter and tighter, until at last it exploded, filling her up to the brim with a golden glow that sloshed around inside her and spilled out of her lips almost before she realized what was happening. “I love you.” Steve choked on his first sip of tea, splashing some onto the table as he set his mug down too hard. He hastily tried to mop up the spill, coughing all the while. Sharon couldn't help laughing giddily as she thumped him on the back. The liquid light inside her was bubbling, boiling over, getting everywhere, and it felt wonderful. It felt like she'd been trying to hold the lid on a pot for too long, instead of letting the pressure out, but now it was free. When Steve finally stopped coughing, he looked up at her with watery eyes—though whether from his coughing fit or some other reason, she couldn't say. “C-Come again?” he croaked. Sharon beamed. “I love you, Steve.” Far from being annoyed at having to repeat herself, she couldn't wait to tell him again—and again, and again. “I love you!”

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That Face

Summary: You get drunk and tell Bucky exactly what you want to do to that face.

Pairing: Beefy Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 1.9 K

A/N: You can read this as a companion piece to Red Wings.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk; curate your own experience. More angst on the part of the reader. Sweet Bucky fluff. Jealousy, excessive drinking, intoxication, drunken confessions, face riding, fingering, extreme oral sex (f receiving) anal play, praise kink, allusion to anal sex. Not Beta’d. All errors my own. 

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Bucky was holding you close to him, and it should have been romantic, but it wasn’t.

You were shit faced, and practically falling down with every step.

“Careful Doll, I’m gonna have to carry you home.”

After just six months of dating, you’d moved in with him, your relationship barreling along with breakneck speed, but who wouldn’t fall in love with Bucky?

Who wasn’t still in love with Bucky?

You stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, half a block from your brownstone.

“That sounds hot, Bucky, but I’m pissed…”

“Yeah, I know…”

“No, I’m mad.”

You stomped your foot and wobbled, until Bucky’s hands steadied you again. Bucky bent down and looked you in the eyes.

“You good, Doll?”

His sky blue eyes looked sincere, but jealousy and alcohol wouldn’t let you accept that.

“No! This was supposed to be our night to fuck and have a romantic dinner. You’ve been gone for three weeks. Three weeks, James!”

Bucky looked contrite, but then again there were four of him weaving in front of you right now, so you couldn’t be sure.

“Sorry, Baby. Didn’t know the guys would be in town. It’s my crew.”

“I can take your army buddies, but her. She’s a bitch!”

“Wow. Whoa whoa whoa. You know I don’t like anyone calling women bitches. Even you.”

Bucky straightened up and the stern look he gave you sent a thrill through you, but you weren’t done.

“She still wants you, Bucky. Sharon is a slut. And you always say you love when I’m a slut for your cock.”

Bucky looked around as you started crying and people walking by avoided the scene.

“I don’t want Sharon, Doll. I want you.”

Bucky looked down at you, eyes sparkling with amusement at your jealousy. Even his voice was smiling. It made you madder and you stumbled as you advanced on him, bucking up to the man who was a foot taller than you.

“Look at that fucking face.”

You reached up and took his chin between your fingers.

“No one gets to ride this dimple but me!”

This time Bucky didn’t care about who heard, you’d peaked his interest. His eyebrow shot up.

Even though drunk, you read his expression.

“Yep!”

You nodded and it threw you off balance, but luckily Bucky was there.

“Betcha didn’t know that I touch myself to the memories of the feeling of that chin between my legs. Did it the entire time you were gone. That cock is something else Bucky, but that face. I just want to ride it into the sunset….”

This was new information to Bucky. You seemed to love when he ate you out, but you were always hesitant to ride his face. He licked his lips as he thought of you pleasuring yourself to the thought of his face.

Then he grinned.

You read him again.

“Oh no! No no no. You think you got me. But you said you were mine…”

Bucky leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“I am yours, Doll.”

“So she can’t ride your face?”

Bucky slowly shook his head.

“No, only you.”

You sighed and sagged into his arm.

“Good, because I-“

And that was the last thing you remembered from that night.

You woke up the next morning, head pounding. You looked around, grateful to be in your bed. And grateful for your boyfriend, who’d left a bottle of water and some aspirin on the bedside table.

You could hear Bucky puttering around in the kitchen but you weren’t quite ready to eat.

You eagerly took the pills and drank the bottle down. Then, you turned on the shower as you brushed your teeth.

You reflected on the gathering at The Howling Commando, the neighborhood bar so familiar to you as you met Bucky’s friends. Which included Sharon Carter.

Bucky’s ex.

“Bucky’s just being nice, y’know?”

Steve tried to reassure you as she and Bucky caught up in the corner. You nodded back at Steve, but when Bucky smiled at Sharon was when you ordered your first shot of Jameson’s.

You showered as you tried to remember the rest of the night. But all you could remember was Bucky’s sweet face. You wrapped up in a towel and sat on the bed as you thought of how sweet Bucky was. He was so cute. That face.

That face.

“Shit!”

Your head fell into your hands as you remembered what happened the night before.

“What’s wrong, Doll?”

You looked up and your heart dropped.

Bucky was clad in only sleep pants and you could tell that there was nothing underneath.

You licked your lips, not bothering to hide your stare. Bucky came and sat down on the bed.

“See something you like, Doll?”

“Morning.”

“G’morning Sunshine..”

Bucky leaned down and kissed you on the cheek, chaste, despite the look in his eye. Your eyes fell to his lips. And lower.

Bucky licked his lips and rubbed his chin.

“You didn’t answer my question, Doll.”

Bucky’s mouth was an inch from yours. He reached for your towel and hooked his finger at the makeshift knot, causing his fingernail to brush your nipple.

“Don’t tease me Bucky…”

“I should say the same to you, Doll. You told me all the things you wanted to do to my face and then passed out.”

“James! I was drunk!”

“They say we are the most honest when we’re drunk.”

Bucky kissed you and then looked into your eyes.

“D’you believe that I don’t care about Sharon?”

You liked into his true blue eyes and you knew he wasn’t lying.

“I believe you. I love you, Bucky.”

“I love you too, Doll.”

You reached up and caressed his lips and chin.

“Gotta admit. This face is pretty irresistible.”

Bucky grinned and you leaned in for a kiss and climbed on his lap, grinding as he took your towel off.

“Been so long, Bucky.”

Bucky’s hands caressed you as he leaned back and let you have your way.

You made your way down his body, reacquainting yourself with his form with your lips, tongue, and fingers. He lifted his hips as you pulled down his pajama pants, lightly scratching his thighs on the way down.

“God I missed you so much, Doll. Spent all last night just waiting until we could get home. Wanted to lose myself in you.”

You had Bucky in your hand, sitting on his legs as you stroked his half-hard cock to full life.

“M’sorry Babe. How can I make it up to you?”

You looked up at him, ready to suck his soul out.

“Come up here and ride this irresistible face.”

You gasped as Bucky pulled you up his body until you were kneeling over him.

“There she is.”

Bucky’s fingers helped to separate your lips as he breathed hot breath into your cunt.

“So fucking wet for me.”

And then he went to work on licking into your tangy goodness.

“So good. Such a good girl for me. Such a good pussy.”

Bucky sat you down and suckled your clit, pulling on it like it was gum, stretching it and your soul out for the world (inside your bedroom) to see. He was kneading your breasts and pulling your nipples, serving to make you wetter and him messier.

But it was only just beginning as you started gyrating on his chin.

Bucky smacked your ass and pushed you over on your hands and knees again.

“That’s a girl. Bounce on my tongue.”

You did as you were told, feeling Bucky’s chin in your vagina each time you bounced on his tongue.

“Smear that shit all over my fuckin face Doll. You know you want to.”

Bucky took your ass in his hands and then started moving you back and forth on his face. You were overwhelmed with numerous sensations as his lips, tongue and chin, covered with short facial hair, destroyed your soul.

“Now sit up and fuck this face, Doll. Please. ”

You peered down at his bright blue eyes as his fingertips grazed your stomach. You obeyed him as you pulled his hair and took your throne, his thick, wide tongue spearing into you as you fucked his face.

His chin was now grazing your puckered hole, and you moaned as the scruffy dimpled part of him made you tremble.

“J-James…”

Bucky spread your cheeks and moved his tongue so that it could invade your inmost parts. He licked you from ass to clit and your legs started trembling.

You leaned back over and bounced in his tongue again, holding your breasts with one hand as you braced against the wall with the other.

Bucky’s hand snaked around to flick your clit as you gasped and fully sat on his face as his tongue speared into you, twisting and curling, not as all consuming as his cock, but reaching that special spot inside you nonetheless.

You gasped and sat back, hand on his sternum as you rolled your hips into his face.

“Oh. Ohhhh, oh Jamesssss.”

You whimpered, and your crying-like noises as you moved told him how it felt.

“So… fuck it feels so good…

You were grabbing his hair as he craned his neck upward to look at you.

Bucky growled into your cunt then lifted you upright again, his thumb slipping into your ass. This caused a gush of your fluids into his mouth and he started moaning.

“Mmmmmm. Mmhmmmm!”

“Oahhhh oh ahhh.”

Bucky was still breaching your ass as his tongue sped up impossibly and his lips suckled your clit intermittently.

“More… please!”

You were seeing stars as you reached back and pushed Bucky’s thumb in to the hilt.

Bucky moaned as you started bouncing again. His hand was fucking your ass as you rode his face.

“Please please please…”

“Hmmph… yesssss.”

Bucky spoke into your cunt as you started to reach your crescendo. He could taste your orgasm coming before it happened. Everything sped up.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!”

“Ummmmmm!”

Bucky was in heaven as you continued to gush into his mouth.

You came with a scream as Bucky lapped you all up.

“Unnnnh!”

Bucky pulsed precum on his stomach as you came on his face.

“Unh ahhhh.

“So pretty, Doll. Stay right here.”

Bucky kissed your lips as you quivered in front of him.

“Want this ass. Gonna give it to me?”

“Bucky…”

“She’s ready for me now.”

Bucky’s finger found that hole again.

“Gonna make you feel real good.”

You whimpered as Bucky spit on his fingers and manipulated two of them inside you.

He gave your clit a peck with his lips and you jumped.

“Nice and loose for me.”

You looked down on him adoringly and carded your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp. He moaned.

“Please Doll. But only if you want that too. I need you. You’re my best girl. My good girl.”

You looked back, his cock jumping on his abs, sticky with his pre cum. You shuddered at his praise and at the thought of him inside that hole. But as Bucky probed and kissed you further, you knew you wanted it.

You didn’t need to look back down to know that Bucky was buried in your cunt again, bringing you to another peak. Instead, your head lolled back on your shoulders as you rode Bucky’s mouth again.

“Anything! Anything you want, Bucky…I want it too! Ah…”

You just couldn’t resist that face.

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I love you and I hate it - part 2

Summary: After your fight with Bucky, you put all your efforts into avoiding him, convinced that your friendship is over. Bucky, however, has other plans.

Pairing: Best Friend!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Warnings: Reader being dramatic. Angst. Language maybe. Minimal use of Y/N. Fluff. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 4.5K

A/N: I promise I didn't mean to make it this long, but I couldn't help myself, again, and I didn't want to end on another 'cliffhanger' so here it is! hope you like it!

Part 1

Masterlist

Bucky can't believe what he just heard... You like him?

No, you used the word ‘love’. You love him.

Do you love him?

Certainly, he would’ve noticed if you did... Right? He is a trained assassin, he was taught how to see beyond people’s words and actions.

And he knows you, you can deny it all you want, but he knows you better than anyone. He knows you better than he knows himself.

And if he’s being honest, you know him better than anyone ever has, Steve included.

You feel safe, you feel calm. You feel like the peace he’s always wanted, the quiet he needs.

You feel like home. In a platonic way, of course.

Right?

His thoughts of you are interrupted by Sharon’s voice. He didn’t even realize he was back at the party.

"Where did you go?" she asks and, suddenly, her grip on his arm was just a little too tight for his liking. But it was probably nothing.

"I went to check if Y/N was okay."

"Oh." something in her voice felt wrong, but Bucky tried to ignore it, that is until what she said next.

"Why would you even care about her? All she does is embarrass you like before. She’s useful to no one, I heard the only reason she’s even on the team is because she slept her way to it." she laughed like it was the funniest thought in the world, and Bucky couldn’t ignore it anymore.

Not only was she saying hurtful, untrue things about his girl, but she has the audacity to laugh at her own cruelty?

"How dare you?" he does his best not to yell, but his tone still startles Sharon. "Y/N is the best agent in all of Shield, that’s why she got in the team! She’s not an embarrassment, she’s a valued member of our family and she’s my best friend! Of course I care about her, she’s the most important person in my life! Don’t ever talk about her that way again."

Sharon seems shocked at his words but, looking around, she realizes people are starting to stare so she tries her best to defuse the situation. "Alright, I’m sorry, I won’t say things like that again. Let’s just calm down and have a nice rest of the evening, ok?"

In his head Bucky knew her request was reasonable, he could forget about this and keep having fun with his girlfriend. But in his heart he just knew he couldn’t let it go.

The words were coming out of his mouth before he can stop them, not that he even wants to.

"You know what, Sharon? This isn’t working. We have to break up." He doesn’t even give her a chance to say anything before he’s turning around and making his way to his room.

Meanwhile, on the roof, Steve’s trying to talk you down the ledge. Metaphorically speaking, obviously. 

"He hates me, Steve." you can't stop the tears.

"Stop saying that, sweetheart, he doesn’t hate you."

"You saw what happened at the party, the way he looked at me. And he heard me say that I love him and walked away like it was nothing." You sniffle. "If he didn’t hate me before, this certainly pushed him off the edge."

Steve has nothing to say to that, he knows Bucky doesn't hate you, but he also knows that you’re too stubborn to hear any reason, especially not right now when you're in the eye of the tornado and can't see a way out.

Right now you need a friend and shoulder to cry on, usually Bucky would take on that role, but, given the circumstances, Steve decides to step up and be that friend.

He wraps his arms around your crying body and holds you as you let it all out. Neither of you say anything else, the only sounds in the dark of the night being your sobs, until eventually you calm down and after a few moments of silence Steve glances down to see you fell asleep. 

Not wanting to wake you he carefully picks you up and makes his way to the elevator.

When he gets to the floor you both reside in he finds Sam and Natasha chatting at the kitchen counter, probably about to go to bed after coming up from the party.

Sam gives him a confused look, while Nat seems to understand what is going on right away as she moves without saying a word, walking ahead of Steve towards your room.

She opens the door for him and walks in behind, moving the covers back as he lays you on your bed as carefully as he can, and then Nat delicately takes your heels off before covering you with the duvet.

As they’re leaving your room the door opposite yours opens, revealing a hopeful Bucky but when he sees it’s not you, his face becomes stoic once again. He’s about to ask where you are when Natasha beats him to the punch.

"Leave her alone, Barnes. You’ve hurt her enough already." Is all she says before she steps into her own bedroom.

Bucky looks to his best friend for help but, at his confused face, the blonde super soldier just shakes his head in disappointment and walks away without a word.

Bucky stands there for a few minutes, just staring at your door like he's gonna will you to open it and talk to him.

He sighs and goes back to his room where he spends the next few hours overthinking about you and this whole night, eventually falling into an uneasy sleep.

The next morning when you wake up you feel at peace for about 10 seconds before the events of last night hit you like a truck, and all you can feel is humiliation.

How can you face the team after they witnessed your fight with Bucky?

How can you face Steve after he saw you at your most vulnerable and, apparently, carried you to bed after you cried yourself to sleep?

How can you face Bucky after he heard you say you love him and he walked away from you?

You can’t, that’s the answer.

Should you just move out? Just quit the team, ask Hill to be reassigned? Maybe you could even get transferred to another country...

You’re not overreacting, right? This is a very embarrassing situation and you have every right to want to run away from all of it.

As you’re making up an escape plan in your mind you hear a knock on your door, followed by Steve’s voice. "Hey, are you awake? We just want to make sure you're okay…"

You try to be as silent as you can, slowing down your breathing praying he’ll think you’re sleeping.

You can hear him exchange some muffled words with what sounds like Natasha, and then you hear their footsteps as they walk away, so you let out a relieved sigh.

Okay, step one is definitely getting out of this room, it’s just the most obvious place where to look for you.

You get up and out of your awfully classy dress, take a shower being sure to clean away all the makeup from last night and put on the most comfortable sweats you own.

Just as you’re opening the door you can see Bucky opening his about to get out and, in a panic move, you run back inside your room and slam the door shut.

Very subtle, yes.

You rest your back against the door and can hear him sigh and then walk away.

You wait a few minutes, just to be sure, and then relax a little. Your plan was to go to the gym and work out a bit, but now all you can think about is getting the hell out of this compound.

You grab your purse, make sure to have your phone and keys in it and open the door, making sure no one’s around before getting out.

You’re practically running, taking the stairs for good measure, and in a flash you’re at the garage. You jump in your car and drive away as fast as you can without breaking the law, not even knowing where to go.

Once you’re in the city you stop at a cafe for breakfast near your favorite book store, the one you and Bucky have visited together a hundred times.

Okay, stop that. No more thinking about Bucky.

You spend the rest of the day just going from one store to the other, stopping to have lunch at the diner you always go to when you’re in the city, and trying not to kick yourself for not being able to stop thinking about Bucky.

Seriously, why can’t you stop thinking about him?

It doesn’t help the fact that every one of your favorite places has at least a hundred and twelve memories of Bucky.

God, have you ever gone anywhere on your own in the last two years?

The more memories come to mind the more you think that maybe transferring wouldn’t be such a bad idea. Go somewhere new, get a fresh start.

When it starts getting dark you decide to drive back to the compound, but when you park and turn the car off you can’t find it in yourself to get out.

You take out your phone, which you’ve been ignoring all day, and go through all the messages of your worried friends, hating yourself a little more when you catch yourself looking for his name in your notifications.

Just as you’re about to answer Tony’s texts first, you get a call from Steve. You stare at your phone, unsure if you can stomach answering him right now, but your decision is rendered moot when someone taps against your car window.

Your head snaps towards it and you let out a breath of relief when you see Steve standing there, holding his phone and using it to tap on your window again.

You close your eyes for a second but resign to your fate as you gather your things and get out of the car.

When you lock your car you turn to see that Steve moved to be leaning on the trunk of your car, so you join him and wait for him to say something, not knowing what to say yourself.

"So," he starts, with his arm folded in front of his chest and looking at his shoes "you’re avoiding all of us now?" You let out a sigh, feeling bad for hurting his feelings.

"I’m sorry, Steve. I just…" you can’t even look at him as you talk, so you just look ahead of you at all the cars "I’m just embarrassed. After everything that happened last night, I don’t know… God, you even carried me to bed like a child." you cover your face with your hands.

You finally look at him when you hear him chuckling. "That’s what friends do, Y/N. They lean on each other." he bumps your shoulder with his playfully.

"I know we’re not as close as you and Bucky, but I am your friend too. I’m not gonna judge you for last night, I just want to make sure you’re okay. That’s what we all want. You made us worry that you might run away on us." He says the last part as a joke, but you can’t help looking away from him.

That’s exactly what you wanted to do.

You bite your lip as he keeps looking at you and you feel like he can see the gears turning in your head, like your thoughts are so loud and your guilt so visible that he knows right away he was right on the money.

"Y/N…" it’s almost a warning, but you still can’t find the courage to look at him. "You were seriously thinking of running away?!" he seems almost shocked.

"Okay, it’s not like I’m a teenager running away in the middle of the night after a fight with her parents!" you finally look at him. "I was just considering… I don’t know, maybe asking for a transfer?"

"So you actually want to leave the team just because you had a fight with Bucky?" He scoffs.

"It’s not just the fight, Steve, he knows I love him and he doesn’t even care!" You yell before sighing and lovering your voice.

"Do you realize how much that hurts? And now I’m supposed to, what? Just go back to how things used to be? Pretend like nothing happened? Even if we’re not friends anymore, he lives across the hall from me! I’m bound to see him and it’s gonna hurt every fucking time!" You’re almost crying, again, but you hold back not wanting to go through that again and you look away.

"I know it hurts, trust me, sweetheart, but… what about us?" you look at him again as he goes on. "We’re your team too. We’re your friends, we’re your family... You can’t just leave us. I'm not saying it's gonna be easy, but we can help you make it better. We all care about you a lot." It’s honestly a miracle you’re not crying already. You feel him take your hand, but don’t look away from his face.

"Please let us help you." you squeeze his hand and nod, not trusting your voice not to break and the flood to hit as soon as you open your mouth.

He smiles at you and you can’t help but do the same. "Good. Then let’s go up and have dinner like we always do." He starts walking and taking you with him, his hand still in yours.

While you’re waiting for the elevator you can’t hold yourself back as you turn to him and give him a tight hug. "Thank you."

He hugs you back just as tight. "Anytime, rookie." you snort and let go of him, giving him a punch in the arm you’re sure he didn’t even feel as he laughs with you.

When you get to the big kitchen most of the team is already there and you sit down next to Natasha while Steve sits at her other side.

The seat next to you is quickly occupied by Sam as he bings the pizza to the table. He gives you a side hug and squeezes your arm in sympathy but aside from that nobody even mentioned what happened last night, which you're grateful for.

You eat like always, having conversations, laughing and teasing each other like normal, you didn’t feel like anyone was pitying you and you realized Steve was right: these people are your family, you could never leave them.

And, as you watch Loki and Peter trying to make you laugh by messing with Thor’s hair, putting tiny umbrellas in it while he's not looking, you just know they’re gonna help you through everything.

What makes you sad to notice is that one brooding super soldier is missing, though you don’t bring it up for fear of opening that particular door.

And that’s how you spend the next few weeks: avoiding anything and everything that has to do with Bucky, including the man himself.

You start training with Natasha and realize how easy Bucky went on you.

You do more missions with Sam and Steve and realize that missions aren't as fun for everybody as they were for you and Bucky.

You hang out during your down time with pretty much everyone and realize that you couldn’t have as much fun with everyone as you had with Bucky.

So yeah, as much as you could avoid Bucky and talking about him to anybody, he lived rent free in your head.

Fun, huh?

It also didn’t help the look that Steve gave you every time you basically ran out of a room as soon as you caught a glimpse of your former best friend. 

Everybody noticed the change in your friendship, but it felt like they all took a silent oath to not mention anything to either of you, and you were glad they were respecting your choice to stay away from Bucky.

He, on the other hand, was going crazy.

He hasn’t seen you in weeks, except for those few seconds before you realize he’s in the same room and run away.

He doesn’t hear your voice unless he’s eavesdropping on you with someone else, but even then he never hears his name come out of your mouth.

Nobody will tell him anything about you, the only thing he can get out of Steve is ‘she’s okay, just give her time’.

He’s been trying his best to give you the space you need, but he feels like he’ll lose his mind if he doesn’t hear you say his name soon.

It’s been a month of successfully and not so subtly avoiding Bucky.

There was one time where, as the team about to land for a mission, he got much too close to you for your liking and you thought he was about to say something so you grabbed a parachute and quite literally jumped out the jet, then walked the rest of the way to the Hydra base.

Everyone had to wait for you, some annoyed, but most found the situation too amusing to be bothered by it.

Anyway. 

You’re at the gym for an early morning workout, a habit you took to when you started avoiding Bucky.

You know he usually stays up at night. Occasionally because he still gets nightmares, usually because his overthinking mind tortures him until early hours. So he uses mornings to sleep in when he doesn’t have missions.

You’re on the treadmill when you hear the doors of the gym open behind you but think nothing of it, assuming it’s just Steve replacing his morning run with a workout because it’s too hot to run outside.

When you don’t hear him say anything, you’re about to turn your head to see who it is, but before you can do anything you feel two hands, one cold and one hot, on your waist.

You squeal when they pick you up and take you away from the treadmill, setting you down on the ground in front of it before turning off the machine.

"Bucky, what the fuck?! I could’ve gotten hurt!" you were so shocked you didn’t even fully realize you were actually talking to the person you’ve spent so much time and effort avoiding, or that you were walking backwards while Bucky was getting closer to you.

"Oh please, I’d ever let you get hurt." he’s sounds almost amused, like this is a normal thing between you two, but the truth is he’s just happy that you’re actually talking to him.

When your back hits the wall you realize too late that it’s Bucky in front of you and suddenly you’re looking around you to find a way to escape. But all you find is that he’s successfully trapped you between the wall and his body, his hands on the wall at either side of your head.

You swallow hard and if he notices he doesn’t say anything, but your brain is too busy registering the warmth of his body so close to yours to even be ashamed right now.

"Is this the only way I’ll get to talk to you now?" you almost miss his question, your eyes snapping up to meet his and, where you expected to see a smug look at having caught you not only off guard but also ogling, you found a frown and a slight pout.

Something about the hurt on his face stopped you from lying or straight up kicking him so he’d move and you could run away.

No, Bucky was your best friend, you’ve always felt the need to be honest with him ever since that first day, and even now you owe it to him to tell him nothing but the truth.

"I just need time." You hoped he understood.

"How much more time do you need?" Apparently not.

"I don’t know, can’t you just be patient?" You can't believe you really have to ask him this.

"It’s been a month, doll, I think I’ve been plenty patient. Are you planning on avoiding me forever?"

"Not forever… just… I don’t know." If you were being honest with yourself, you didn’t know how long you would’ve kept on avoiding him.

You were so busy doing the actual avoiding that you didn’t take the time to think about when you’d be able to stop.

You let out a sigh, but didn’t look away from his eyes for a second. He needs to know you meant every word you're about to say. "I was hurting, Bucky. I still am. I get that you have a girlfriend-"

"I broke up with her." he interrupts you.

"You… What?" you weren’t expecting that. "When?"

"The night of our fight. I would’ve told you sooner but it was hard to catch you, you know, with you avoiding me and everything."

You almost lost your train of thought, but it didn’t matter that he was single, he was still the first one to walk away, why was it so wrong for you to do it now?

"It doesn’t matter… I know you don’t owe me anything, but you walked away from me. From my feelings." you can see Bucky’s confusion so, before he can say anything, you explain yourself.

"That night on the roof. I know you were there, you heard me say that I loved you and you walked away like it was nothing. Like I was nothing. I know you don’t like me like that, and I can live with that in time, but it hurt. It still hurts." you don’t know what you were expecting him to say, but it definitely wasn’t he says next.

"Do you remember the day we met?" you furrow your brows in confusion but he waits for you to nod before he keeps going. "We’ve never really talked about it, have we? It's ironic since we’ve talked about pretty much every topic we could possibly come up with. But that day, you introduced yourself and I just got up and walked away. Kind of what you’ve been doing this past few weeks."  he chuckles a bit and you have the impression he's getting closer to your face, but you're probably just imagining that.

"Yeah, I thought I did something wrong, but you were just a rude bitch." he laughs and you can’t help but smile.

"I’m sorry about that, I just… the second I saw you I felt weird. And when you talked to me it was too much, I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t know what I was feeling and my brain just screamed at me to get out, so I did. Then you came to my door and said all those nice things and that weird feeling started to feel more and more comfortable as you talked. It was nice. Then we became friends and I guess I just dismissed that feeling as friendship. It was a different type of friendship that I’d never had... But then again I’ve never been this close to a woman. Emotionally speaking, of course." His hand comes to cup your cheek and you can’t speak, so he takes the opportunity to say everything he needs to say.

"This month has been hell for me, doll. I’ve missed you more than I’ve ever missed anybody in my entire life. Not being able to spend time with you, joke around, talk to you, barely even see you. It's been driving me insane. Being away from you for so long made me realize what that feeling was. You’re not just my best friend, you’re my person. You’re my calm, and my reason. You’re my happiness, my home. You’re the love of my life."

"What?" you're basically whispering, so quietly you’re sure he wouldn’t have heard you if he didn’t have super hearing.

"I love you too, doll. I love you." he holds your face in his hands "I love you."

You feel like your brain shut down all of a sudden. You barely know how to breathe, let alone talk. All you can do is stare at him, the look he's giving you making you weak in the knees.

"You’re killing me here, doll. For the love of god, say something, angel." The nickname seems to snap you out of it, and there's only one thing in your mind left to ask.

"If you love me, why didn’t you tell me on the roof?" He let out a deep sigh, you can feel his breath on your lips, but you try your hardest to focus on his words and not his lips.

"For one I was still with Sharon. And I didn’t really know what I was feeling. Also, I wasn’t even sure you were serious. Honestly, I was just confused about the whole thing, and still mad about the fight. Nothing good would’ve come from me staying and talking to you that night. I probably would’ve ended up hurting you more." All that makes a lot of sense, sure, but it doesn't change the fact that it hurt.

The look in Bucky’s face at the moment though makes you want to forgive him right this second and let this whole thing go. Pretend like the last month didn’t happen. 

So that’s what you do.

"What if…" you start, looking back and forth between his eyes and his lips "what if we forget all of this happened?"

"No." he answered so fast and firmly that it made you furrow your eyebrows in confusion and disappointment. "I don’t want to forget anything about us, doll. Good or bad, it’s all worth it, as long as it ends with you in my arms."

You're melting and can't hold yourself back, you grab his face and bring his lips down to yours.

He freezes, probably not expecting it, but when you're about to pull away, he holds your face to keep you there, deepening the kiss.

After a few moments you hear someone clear their throat and almost throw Bucky off of you, looking behind him while he turns to see who it is and you see Steve and Sam standing there, amused looks on their faces.

"We were just talking." You blurted out and Sam cracked and almost doubled over with laughter.

"Really?" Steve said while raising an eyebrow, almost exasperated and knowing damn well what you were doing.

"Sure they were, Steve, she was obviously trying to get the word out of his mouth!" Sam said to the blonde, still laughing his ass off.

"Oh, of course she was. Tell us, sweetheart, what did you find in Bucky’s mouth?" Steve was now laughing too, and you were so embarrassed you hid your face in Bucky’s chest.

He wrapped his arms around you, barely glaring at the two laughing idiots. "Ok, just get out of here, punks." Fortunately for once in their lives they decided to actually listen and left, their laughs echoing through the halls.

"You okay there, doll?" Bucky was now chuckling at your embarrassment.

You raised your head and, meeting his eyes, you said "I can’t believe Captain Dumbass is making fun of us for kissing."

He started laughing and you gladly joined him, looking forward to making up for the time you missed with him, unknowingly promising each other to never let go of the other ever again.

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[buckysmischief]

this must be fake - 12

Bucky Barnes x f!Reader

Warning(s): talks of adult situations

masterlist | series masterlist

[saiyanprincessswanie]

Bye bye Steve. Don’t let the door hit you on your way out. Gosh I hate Sharon and Steve so much

Cold Hearted

Steve Rogers x reader, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Bucky x reader x Natasha, Reader x ????

Chapter 6

Warnings: swearing, angst, cheating, Steve and Sharon suck and not the good way.

The next morning before the sun came up BB woke up. She heard beeping and felt someone holding her hand, she was groggy from the pain meds and squeezed the hand "Stevie?" She barely whispered, her throat dry and lips cracked.

"It's me baby, your Jamie." Bucky responded softly as he pressed the call button.

Then BB remembered why she was here and the last few days with Steve. And Sharon. Her eyes filled with tears. She tried to look up at Bucky but couldn't see through the tears.

Bucky gently touched her cheek "Hey, shhh, don't cry BB, I'm here. You're ok. I've got you, always."

A nurse came in after hearing the call ring. She smiled "Oh, you're awake. That's wonderful." then checked the machines BB was hooked up to and made a note on her chart. "I have to call Dr Cho to let her know. She should be here shortly. We'll get you something to eat too, you must be starving."

Bucky smiled softly at BB "Some water? You sound pretty parched" BB nodded. Bucky brought a cup of cold water with a straw up to her and BB drank, the cool water soothing her throat.

BB sat back, overwhelmed with the memories of the last few days. Part of her ached for Steve and wondered where he was but she realized that she wasn't important to him anymore. Steve was no longer her person and her heart hurt.

Bucky waved his hand in front of her face "Hey, BB, where did you go? How do you feel? Are you hurting? How can I help you?"

BB laughed a little but felt a sharp pain in her chest. "I'm hurting and a little hungry. How long was I out? I feel like I slept for days."

Bucky pushed the button for more pain meds. "That should help some. They should be bringing something to eat.

You were out for a couple of days, in surgery for hours. The bullets were coated with a toxin that kept your blood from clotting so it was touch and go for awhile." He paused and went on, voice thick with emotions "You flatlined twice in surgery, they didn't know if you would pull through. I was so scared BB" his eyes filled with tears which he tried to laugh off and wipe away.

"Look what you've done to me, doll. Oh shit I have to call Nat and let her know you woke up. Gimme a second" Bucky quickly called Nat and returned his attention to BB.

BB looked around the room that was filled with flowers and balloons, she smiled thinking of Tony calling his florist and ordering a bunch of flowers for her. She knew she had the best friends, no the best family. Not bad for a girl whose parents sold her to the red room when she was little, so they could afford to feed her siblings

She looked back up at Bucky "Is Steve alright? Did he get hurt?"

Buckys face pinched in anger but he shook it off before trying to talk, he didn't want BB to think he was angry with her. "You still worry about him? He's fine. Took a leave of absence and left last night."

BBs face fell "He didn't even check to see if I was ok? He just left?"

Bucky tried to soothe her "He was here yesterday morning but we weren't letting him anywhere near you. He's done enough damage. You're better off with them gone."

BBs face fell "Them? He left with Sharon" she said flatly "He really did choose her over me. It's for the best, he really wants kids and I can't give them to him. I mean a former widow with Captain America was a ridiculous idea." She seemed to deflate into the bed.

"No BB" Bucky said sternly "Don't you dare make excuses for him or be down on yourself. You are worth so much more than both of them combined"

BB looked at him with wide eyes "But, Jamie, he's your best friend, your brother"

Bucky scoffed "I don't see any of my friend in him anymore. He's not the man I thought he was."

Bucky heard footsteps coming down the hall, his wife was running to get there and stopped a few feet from the doorway to catch her breath.

"BB, you're awake. I've never been so relieved to be woken up at 4am" she leaned over Bucky to kiss BB on the forehead and BB giggled a little until the pain in her chest stopped her.

"Please don't make me laugh, it hurts."

Nat looked at her lovingly "I wasn't trying to make you laugh but I'll work on that. Look, here's Dr Cho"

Dr Cho came over to check up on BB, smiling softly when she saw her with Bucky and Nat. "Well Miss BB, you look much better than you did last night. How do you feel?"

"Very tired but hungry and my chest hurts"

Helen looked at her wound under the dressing "Looks like it's healing well. The bullet grazed your heart and we are still trying to figure out what was on it but that was why you were in surgery for so long. If you hadn't had the serum, you wouldn't have survived. You were very lucky."

BB sighed "I guess I was due after all the recent bad luck"

Helen frowned "I'm still shocked at the captain's recent actions. Doesn't seem like him at all. They are gone for right now so you can heal in peace."

Bruce came in with a tray of food for BB "Hey BB it's good to see you awake, you really scared us. I brought something for you to eat. It's all soft foods that are easy to digest. Don't want to give your body anything too heavy until we see how you handle this."

He set the tray down in front of her. It had scrambled eggs, toast and some apple sauce. BB almost inhaled it but Bruce told her to slow down and take it one bite at a time.

BB grumbled "Easy for you to say, I haven't eaten in days. Hardly at all since, you know everything.

Steve and Sharon checked into the Plaza because she insisted that he deserved it. They spent 2 days in bed, only getting up for food and bathroom breaks. All he could think about was getting Sharon pregnant and watching his own child growing inside her, swollen belly, swollen breasts, he was excited for all of it, almost obsessed.

The third morning after sex and a shower, well sex in the shower, Steve was looking at the room service menu trying to decide what he wanted when Sharon came out in a pretty blue dress with her hair and makeup done.

Steve looked her up and down."Why are you all dressed up sweetheart? I hope you don't like that dress too much because-"

Sharon shook her head at him "Now Stevie it's been 2 days so people should have calmed down some and I want to go out for brunch. I promise I'll lose the dress as soon as we get back" she smirked at him.

Steve nodded "Then we better get going soon because I don't know how long I can hold off" and went to put on something to go out. Sharon texted her friend at the Times again while she waited.

When they reached the restaurant it wasn't too crowded and they were seated right away. Sharon ordered mimosas and they drank and canoodled until their food arrived.

Steves omelette tasted odd, it took him a few minutes to figure it out but it was musty like a dirty dishrag. When he told the waitress she smirked and offered to replace it in a sickly sweet voice. He accepted but Sharon wasn't having it.

"Steve, someone in the kitchen messed with our food and that waitress thinks it's funny. I'm going to speak to the manager" she proceeded to go full on Karen at the waitress in the half full restaurant. "How dare you people do this. Do you know who he is? This is Captain America and I'm-"

The waitress cut her off "Yeah we know, you're the bitch who came in and ruined his life. He might not know it yet but he will. A little dirty water is much less than both of you deserve. You make me sick."

The waitress walked away as the manager apologized and assured them she would be fired. She wasn't fired, the manager had wanted one of the bus boys to jack off onto the omelette but they couldn't risk an even bigger uproar so did what they could to placate Sharon before laughing about it in the kitchen.

The paparazzi caught it all and it was online before they left the restaurant.

Sharon insisted they go out for a little bit but it went like this everywhere they went. Most everyone who recognized them treated them like they were lepers and called names, a couple even spat at them

Until Steve had enough and lost his temper at some poor 19 yr old barista who hadn't done anything wrong. He threatened her if their coffee order was messed up. The paparazzi caught all of that too.

Steve couldn't take all the animosity, the people had always loved Captain America and treated him like a favorite son. He never expected the blowback to be this bad. He thought everyone would be happy for him but that wasn't the case.

They spent two weeks together and every time they went out it was the same. Some stores even refused to help them at all and asked them to leave.

There were more incidents, Steve's anger spiraling out of control until a man called Sharon a whore and spat at them and Steve hit him, breaking his jaw and nose. Steve was even more angry after that. It wasn't fair. He was Captain America damnit, how dare these people treat him this way.

They decided to try leaving the country but the reception was the same everywhere they went. They spent another week traveling around Europe but the people had lost their faith in Steve Rogers and wanted nothing more to do with him.

One morning Steve and Sharon both received a text from Nick Fury demanding their attendance at a team meeting the next day, so they flew back to New York.

BB had been mostly sleeping and resting the entire time they were gone and Dr Cho was pleased with how she was healing. She was walking around some, with support, and doing some light exercises.

Nat was sitting with her while Bucky was training some cadets when they received the message from Nick. They looked at each other confused.

"Why do I need to go?" BB wondered "I'm off missions for at least another month."

Nat shrugged, she had seen all the media attention that Steve and Sharon were getting and hoped it wasn't about that. "I guess we have to go see. There's a wheelchair here for you. You can take a quick shower and get some fresh clothes on."

When they arrived at the conference room, BB as fresh as she could be considering and dressed in some Avengers sweats looking around anxiously trying to figure out what's up. The first person she saw was Steve. He looked terrible, not like someone who had been on vacation for 3 weeks and certainly not like someone who had been indulging in the love of their life. She had seen some of the media reports but refused to dwell on them. She felt bad for him for a moment but he made his own bed.

When Nat wheeled her into the conference room they found Bucky had moved one of the chairs so she could be wheeled into it's spot.

BB saw Nick Fury and General Ross and knew it must be bad.

Once everyone sat down the general looked at her

"How are you feeling BB? The reports I'm receiving on your progress sound very positive. You let me know if this all becomes too much, I don't want to mess up your recovery"

BB nodded "I'm feeling much better. Still moving slowly but improving. Thank you for asking general."

Ross smiled at her but that smile dropped the moment he saw Steve and Sharon. He cleared hia throat.

"Due to recent events and the negative media coverage that has come about from them, on behalf of our Congress and other parties who help fund the Avengers initiative I'm here to ask Captain Rogers to step down. The public has lost trust in him and our benefactors are getting a lot of heat from their constituents and customers. People don't want their tax money going to a team led by a man they believe to be a cheat and a liar.

Captain Rogers you will be given a house and a generous severance so you shouldn't have to work again unless you want to live like a Kardashian. Agent Carter you will receive a smaller severance as a thank you for serving your country. The powers that be have confirmed they want Sam Wilson to take up the mantle.

Steve was in shock, he knew people were upset but always expected it to blow over. He never imagined he would be forced out. The worst part was that he looked around the table and no one looked upset or spoke up to defend him. Even Sam just looked uncomfortable but still said nothing. Bucky, his closest friend since childhood had a smug grin on his face. That betrayal cut him deep.

"After everything I've done, you're just going to force me out like this?"

Ross stared at him "Yes, captain, let's look at everything you've done. According to reports a couple of weeks ago you screamed at some poor teenager to make sure she got your coffee order right. Then a few days ago you assaulted a civilian and broke his jaw and nose.

Those are off the top of my head. Apparently the paparazzi has been following you two around and they reported incidents every day you left your hotel. You are out of control and a liability. Submit your resignation or I have the authority to fire you. Your call."

Steve bristled and looked at his friends "I expect this from the general but I thought the rest of you were my friends, my family. How can you do this to me?"

Tony scoffed "You have got to be kidding. If we are your family then why did you do that to BB? We did what a family should do, circle the wagons and protect those who have been wronged. From anyone who would harm them, even other family members. You did this to yourself Rogers. Take your ahem fiance and go make that life you always wanted. You are getting off easy, all things considered."

General Ross was sitting back in his chair observing. He had been concerned that the team would rally behind Rogers and this would get ugly. This was a pleasant surprise and the team's support meant this transition should go smoothly.

Sharon was sitting next to Steve with a huge grin and trying to convince him this was good. That she would be open to having kids soon after they married since neither of them would have to worry about long, dangerous missions they might not come back from. That wasn't really why she was so happy, her plan was falling into place and Steve was none the wiser. The team hadn't figured it out either. Just a little longer.

Chapter 7

@vicmc624

[buckyscrystalqueen]

More the Merrier: Part 1

Pairings: Henry Cavill x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Bucky Barnes, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter

Warnings: Swearing, Polyamory

Word Count: 3,296

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“Hey!” Your identical twin sister, Ashley, called out as she walked out of her barn, with her head tilted to the side and a confused look on her face. “Aren’t you supposed to be in Greece with Natasha?”

“That was last week.” You called out as you yanked your suitcase from the back of the cab you had had to hire when your ride didn’t show up. “It’s the tenth, dipshit.”

“No it’s not.” She said as she put her hands down at her sides for a second.

“Yea it is.” You hissed as you stopped in front of her and shook your head. “What are you even doing with yourself?”

“I’m pregnant, shut up.” She said as she stepped forward to kiss your cheek before walking around you to head toward the large round ring.

“No, you’re just forgetful.” You pointed out as you turned with her and stepped up onto the round wood beams that created the five foot walls to look at a gorgeous appaloosa mustang that was freaking out in the pen. “Who’s this guy?”

“Bought him at an auction.” She said as she crossed her arms over the top rail with a smile. “I’m gunna gentle him.”

“You’re fucking high!” You barked through a laugh as you looked over at her. “Not while you’re pregnant.” With another glance back at the horse, you sighed and reached out to take training whip out of her hand.

“(Y/N), you don’t have to.”

“Yea, I know I don’t.” You said as you grabbed the strap the horse was dragging and wrapped it around your hand. “Hup! This way. Get!” You shouted loudly as you swished the whip in front of where the horse was going to be to get him to turn around. “Was he wild? That why he’s on a lead?”

“He came to Briar Ridge like that. I just moved the trailer away from the ring when you pulled up.”

“You mean, when you were supposed to be picking me up from the airport?” You teased with a glance over at her before switching the horse’s direction again.

“So how’s the wife?” She asked, purposely changing the subject while scratching her nose with her middle finger.

“Amazing as ever and somehow, she even managed to tan this trip. Oh, you should have seen the yacht Bucky rented us for our anniversary. Absolutely stunning.” Your sister smiled, rested her chin on her arms and let you rant to your heart’s content, since she was the only one in your family who was willing to hear anything about your unconventional lifestyle.

“I just feel like we’re all just to busy to get a dog, you know?” You finished up at the end of almost an hour of trying to break this horse. You turned your back on him and shrugged at your sister. “The boys really want one though, so Nat and I will probably give in.” You were expecting the horse to walk up behind you to join up, but instead, he took a running start and easily cleared the round pen fence. You didn’t see it coming, so you had no chance to drop the rope before it tightened around your wrist and forearm. You were yanked sideways nearly out of your boots, and hit the fence with such force, you were launched over the top of it on to the unforgiving gravel driveway. You scrambled to get your wrist free and swiveled around to get up on your feet like you were water skiing to save your sides from getting even more road rash than they now had.

“Let go of the rope!” Someone shouted beside you.

“I can’t! It’s wrapped!” The man called out to his horse and a couple moments later, you felt him grab you around the waist and lift you off the ground. You landed awkwardly in front of him and he pulled the horse to a stop so he could quickly unwrap it from your wrist. Your body started to shake violently as he passed the rope to someone else and adjusted you on his saddle to bring you back up toward the house.

“Is she OK?!” Ashley shouted as your savior rode up to her side. You tried to look down at her and shook your head as your vision started to tunnel.

“Natasha is going to kill you.”

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“Natasha, I am fine.” You giggled in Russian, the language you only learned because she slipped into it when she was upset or angry and you needed to learn or get left behind, as you looked at the brace on your wrist as if you were showing her. “I got lucky it was just a sprain…”

“You were dragged by a horse!” She screeched over you. “You could have been killed… no, James, she could have been killed.”

“I could not have been killed, Nat.” You and her husband said at the same time in a vain, because Natasha absolutely ruled the house.

“Natasha, I am fine.” You repeated again as you ran your braced hand through your hair. “I swear it. It looks way worse than it actually is, baby. And if it wasn’t, I would tell you, you know that. So please, stop worrying and enjoy your time in Spain.”

“You swear you’d tell me if you weren’t?”

“I swear it.” You promised as a dark mass caught your eye. You looked over at the man that was looking over to see who was outside, sitting in the dark on the phone at three in the morning. You gave him small, apologetic wave and started to stand to move away from the barn, but he waved you off and stepped back inside. “Sweetheart, please, please go enjoy your day in Madrid. You can see all the damage when we meet at home in a week. Bucky, can you please distract her?”

“Already on it.” He called out a second before she asked ‘Why are you naked… oh.’

“Love you, baby.” You chuckled before hanging up the phone and looking back over at the barn. “You can come out of the shadows now.” You smirked as the shadow you assumed was the man’s head moved forward and confirmed your suspicion.

“Ma’am, I apologize…”

“Don’t worry about it.” You laughed as you pat the spot beside you on the bench outside the office door. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”

“I don’t sleep much as is.” He said as he sat down with a shrug. You nodded your head and put your phone down beside you.

“Thank you. For saving me this morning… sorry, I never caught your name…”

“Henry. And it was no trouble at all. Though it was something new to see someone try to ski behind a horse.”

“Oh, I am something special, that’s for sure.” You laughed as you leaned back against the barn to look up at the stars. “Gotta make an entrance.”

“If I may be so bold… what language was that?”

“Oh, Russian. I’m sloppy with it, but it’s my wife’s first language so her husband and I have learned it over the years to keep up with her when she gets angry.” Your smirk grew but you kept looking up at the sky as he looked over at you quizzically.

“Wait, I’m sorry. You said your wife… and her husband?”

“You haven’t met my parents or my sisters yet, have you?” You asked as you finally looked over at him with a smile.

“Only been here a few weeks, ma’am.” With a nod of your head, you glanced up at the main house with a sigh before looking back at him with a shrug.

“I am bisexual. Which my family doesn’t really care about. But six years ago, I met and fell in love with a woman, who happens to be married to a man. They had been married about two years at that point and were already in a polyamorous relationship. So basically we have me, my wife, Natasha, her husband, my partner Bucky, and their partner, Steve in this strange love square of intimacy.”

“OK, I think I am on the same page.”

“Yea, well my parents are not.” You sighed. “My parents are disgusted with the whole idea of polygamy and can’t understand how the hell I could marry someone that cheats on me with not one but two men that I occasionally cheat on her with as well. To them, my marriage, my relationships with my significant others, and my whole living situation in general is a disgusting farce. They tried to write me out of their will and my inheritance, which thankfully for me they couldn’t do the latter. But they turned my brother and sisters against me. Everyone but Ash. Though, she is my identical twin so we have a deeper connection than most.”

“Wow.” He breathed as he searched your eyes. He paused for a moment before a small smile stretched across his cheeks. “Sorry, I have so many questions.”

“I’m here all week.” You laughed as you searched his almost completely blue eyes. “And I love talking about them to anyone willing to listen.”

——

“Good morning favorite sister.” You said, cheerfully as you skipped into her kitchen. “Where’s my favorite brother-in-law?”

“Left for work twenty minutes ago. What’s got you so happy, weirdo?” She asked as you draped your backpack on your chair and headed over to get a cup of coffee.

“Can’t I just be happy to see my sister, hmm?”

“Ha! I don’t believe that for a second.” She laughed as she watched you set your coffee on the table and head for the fridge. “Tom made breakfast you know.”

“I know. I’m just throwing together a trail lunch. Haven’t been riding in forever.” She looked at your back with her eyebrows raised at your current choice of wardrobe.

“So you’re gunna go for a horse back ride in a bikini top and sleep shorts?” Ashley asked, slightly hesitantly as she turned in her chair to watch you throw some scrambled eggs and bacon in a piece of toast.

“Tried putting on jeans and a t-shirt but it hurt like shit so bathing suit it is. Besides, you have that gorgeous lake on your property that I bet is just begging to be swam in.” You took a big bite of your sandwich and hummed in approval before toasting the air with it. “Good food. Don’t worry about cooking, I’m taking us all out tonight. It’s been too long. I’ll be back.” With a kiss on her cheeks, you grabbed your backpack and coffee mug and headed out the front door, only for her to jump to her feet and follow after you as fast as she could.

“(Y/N), you should wait for Tom to take you, we both know you don’t know the trails here very well no matter how much you think do.”

“The lake is like a straight shot through the middle of your property.” You laughed before taking a sip of coffee. “Besides, I have a fancy compass app on my phone now so I can’t possibly get lost.”

“Sissy, I really don’t think this is a good idea. You have a sprained wrist already and your whole side is covered in road rash. Please…”

“Ms. Hiddleston?” You and your sister both stopped to look at Henry and a smile spread across your face. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I was about to take Arrow out for his daily ride myself. I could tack up Blaze as well and make sure Ms. (Y/L/N) doesn’t get lost for you.”

“There we go, perfect.” You said as you gestured to him while looking at your sister. “Personal tour guide. That work?”

“Fine.” She sighed in defeat. “I have a bunch of stuff I need to do in the office so I won’t be much fun until this afternoon anyways.”

“So then it’s settled.” You said as you looked over at Henry with a smile. “Grab a bathing suit and I’ll start with the blankets.” Your sister sighed in defeat and walked back up to the house to finish getting ready for her day, while you and Henry got ready for your ride. When you finally got settled on the back of the brown stallion, you glanced over at your guide with a smirk. “You can ask your questions, Henry. I don’t bite unless you ask me to.”

“How does it work?” He spit out rather quickly. “Like… sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry.” You giggled as you pulled at the leg of your shorts so they sat more comfortably. “It’s not complicated, but it is a little bit complicated. But there is also no real specific way about it.”

“Because that’s not confusing.” He chuckled as he looked over at your adorable smile.

“OK, so I’ll try to keep it simple. So in our poly relationship, the way we do it is by rotation that gets disrupted on a regular basis. One night it’s same sex night, the next it’s the three of them and I’m alone, then it’s Nat, Bucky and I and Steve’s alone. Then Nat and Bucky take their night and Steve and I are alone because we don’t have any romantic chemistry and that’s OK. After that it’s Bucky and I and Steve and Nat, then all four, then there’s a general “give me space, damn it” night and we start over again.”

“Jesus.”

“It’s not that bad.” You laughed as you wrested your braced wrist on the saddle horn. “And like I said, we really don’t stick to that schedule at all. The boys work a lot, and Natasha is an heiress like me and loves to travel as much as I do, so we do spend a lot more time together than we do with the boys. But that’s also because Steve and Bucky are high school sweethearts even though Steve stayed in the closet until after Natasha and Bucky got married… that one’s complicated and also not my story to really tell. So if you stick around long enough, you’ll hear about it.”

“So… well… OK, I’ll just come out with it. I’m sort of bi. I prefer women but I have found a man or two attractive in my time and there was a drunken night in University with a mate. But I prefer women…”

“And that’s OK…”

“So what happens if I give in to the feeling of liking you as much as I do just from our conversation this morning?” He said over you, making your smile grow. “What happens…”

“Then we start dating, sweetheart.” You giggled as you stopped beside the lake. “Simple as that. And we all as a family, can all figure out boundaries where we need to. We’ve made the same accommodation to Steve and the woman he’s currently seeing, who chooses to remain outside the family completely. And we can make that same accommodation here, if that’s what you’re interested in. But I will say, being part of our family is something quite spectacular.”

“But end of the day, I will always have to share you in some capacity.” He said as he looked at the back of Blaze’s neck.

“Yea sweetheart. You will.” He nodded his head slowly as he thought about what you said, and looked over at you as you got off Arrow to enjoy your day.

“Can we just see where this goes for now?” He asked as he jumped down beside you and took the reins from your hand. “See if we actually like each other first before we bring your family into it?” You smiled up at him and nodded your head.

“That’s the best part, ain’t it?”

——

You were sound asleep in Henry’s barn loft bed, naked and freshly fucked, when your phone started ringing on his bedside table. With a groan from each of you, he grabbed the device for you, handed it to you, and then wrapped his arms and legs around you like an octopus. You huffed as you answered the FaceTime call. 

“You made it home?” You asked groggily as you squinted at the screen. Bucky paused as he looked at you and then the hairy chest that was your background.

“What are you doing, ma’am?” He teased, the laughter obvious in his voice.

“Oh, bite me.” You giggled as you looked at yourself in the little box that showed your camera’s angle.

“Looks like I’m too late on that one, sweetheart.” Natasha laughed as she turned Bucky’s hand so she could see as well, letting you see more of her bedroom at home. “Is that a hickey?”

“Grow up.” You grumbled as Henry slid his hand up your chest to cover the love bites he left on your neck. Your partners both ‘awed’ at you, which made you roll your eyes before Natasha spoke again.

“Yes, solnyshka. We made it home. Want us to let you go?”

“You’re fine.” Henry grumbled in your ear before he buried his face in your hair. You smiled, dreamily and barely shook your head.

“It’s alright. How was the flight?”

“Not as eventful as your night.” Bucky teased, causing Natasha to lightly backhand his chest with a small scowl.

“Be nice.” She scolded before taking the phone out of his hand, but leaving it to where he can still see. “I take it this is Henry?”

“This is Henry.” You confirmed as you held the phone up a bit so she could see his profile as he hid from the light of your phone screen in your hair. “Say hi.” You watched his eye crack open and he looked up at the phone screen as he mumbled “hey” before hiding again.

“He’s cute.” Nat mouthed as you put the phone back in front of you on the pillow while Henry’s thumb started absentmindedly tracing the column of your neck. You nodded in agreement.

“So we were talking about it.” You informed your partners as your free hand reached down to brush across the one Henry had slung around your waist. “Henry’s going to come back with me for a few days to meet everyone and see if we all vibe.”

“That’s perfect.” Nat said with a genuine smile. “Just remember, we have that charity auction the night after you get back so make sure he has a suit packed. I already talked to Cheyenne about getting us gowns.”

“Shit, I completely forgot about that.” Bucky said as he laid down in bed more to get comfortable to sleep.

“It’s on the calendar.” You and Nat reminded him simultaneously. 

“Where’s Steve tonight?”

“With Sharon.” Nat said as a dark look flashed in her eyes. Your brow furrowed as she muttered something in Russian you couldn’t understand before the look was just gone. “He’ll be home tomorrow night though so…”

“Gotcha.” You confirmed with a giant yawn. “Alright, I’m going back to bed. Love you both.”

“Love you, too, solnyshka.” Nat cooed before she blew you a kiss. You sent an air kiss right back just before she hung up the phone. With a sigh, you dropped the device on your pillow and snuggled back into Henry.

“Whats the word she called you?” He asked as he tightened his hold on you and moved his hand from your throat to around your upper chest.

“It translates to sunshine.” You breathed as you laced your fingers with his on your shoulder.

“Got it.” With a gentle kiss to your shoulder blade, he pulled you impossibly closer and within moments was back asleep. A smile stretched across your face as you closed your eyes, and within a minute, you were back asleep as well.

Part 2

[lokilaufeysonslove]

*Avengers celebrating Y/n’s birthday*

Tony: Okay Y/n, make a wish and blow out the candles.

Sharon: *walks in as you’re about to blow the candles and blocks one*

Nat: Oh, for god’s sake, Sharon!

Sharon: *smirking sarcastically* Oops, missed one. Now your wish won’t come true.

Steve: Seriously?

Bucky: Grow up already!

Y/n: *looking at Sharon dead serious* Lucky for you, ‘cause I wished you were dead.

Sharon: *smirk fading slowly*

Scott: Oh my god!

Steve: *trying not to laugh*

Peter: Wo-wow!

Nat: *smirking and staring down Sharon*

Loki: I like her!

Wanda: *staring daggers into Sharon* Unless you want it to come true, leave.

Clint:

Bruce:

Bucky:

Steve:

Nat:

Tony: Okay, this is a real warning here.

Sharon: *looks at Tony, then at Wanda, who’s about to commit a murder, gulps and leaves*

[superdanverstrio]

Can I request Steve x Sam's older sister (plus size). Steve gets back from a job, and can't wait to see you. He's been pining for you, and all he's been thinking about is telling you how he feels.

And somehow work in the line: "If anybody were to kiss me...I would want that person to be you."

Feelings

Warnings: Sharon being mean for no reason

Parings: Steve x plus size reader

You were hanging out with Sam, your brother. Most sibling hate each other but you and Sam weren't like that at all, he told you everything, and you did the same, and you obviously always trusted him. “So you're seein' anyone yet?” He asked you. You chuckled and shock your head. “Nope, still extremely single. Pretty sure that's gonna be my reality forever.” You say sighing. “What? No it's not gonna be, you'll find someone, I'm sure of it.” “I doubt it, no one likes me like that.” You say. “That's not true.” “Oh yeah, name someone.” Sam looked at you but didn't say anything. “Sam, what do you know that I don't.” You asked, needing to know. He stayed silent for a second but ended up spilling the tea. “Alright, I wasn't supposed to say anything but… Steve had a think for you for a while now, I told him several times, but he was always too scared.” You were shocked Steve Rogers the most charming man and Captain America was into you a plus size and boring girl, you couldn't believe it compared to him, you had nothing special. “You're kidding right?” “ No, it's the truth, he is.”

 

After that, you just couldn't wait for him to come back from his mission. A day before Steve came back, Sharon came back. You walked to the kitchen to go grab a snack. You walked in and saw Sharon and her friends talking, you weren't the biggest fan of Sharon, so you tried your best to walk away, but she saw you. “Hey Y/N did you hear the news me and Steve are dating.” She said, and your heart dropped, 'b-but Sam said he liked me' you thought. “Really that's great. How did you get together.” You asked, you didn't really want to know, but at the same time you did. “Well we were doing our mission you know, and he just kissed me and said he loved me.” You smiled and told her it was great even tho you did mean it and left after that.

You really thought you had a chance with him, but obviously Steve would be more interested with a girl like Sharon, blond, funny and worry a sexier body.

You were walking back to your room, trying your hardest mot to cry apart until you were alone. You didn't notice as you walked by your brother. He couldn't see your face, but you could clearly tell something was wrong. “Sis? Are you ok?” You kept walking without answering his question. He was your brother, so of course he didn't let go. “Come on, what's wrong?” “Steve doesn't like me.” “Yes he does” “No he doesn't he's with Sharon. He even kissed her.” You then left to your room, leaving your brother shocked.

When Steve came back a day later from his mission, he was greeted from everyone but Sam. He went top look for him and found him in the training room. “Hey buddy, I'm back.” Steve said but Sam continued his work-out, barely acknowledging him. He tried talking to him, but he just did seem interested at all. “Did I do something wrong, Sam?” “ I don't know, you tell me.” Sam said bluntly. “What did I do?” He asked. “You lied to me, maybe.” “I lied to you? About what?” Steve asked, genuinely clueless, “You've been talking some much about my sister, telling me you think she is beautiful and that you really like her.” Sam said getting heated. “I wasn't lying, she's amazing, funny, and beautiful. Why would you think I was lying?” “ You kissed Sharon during your mission, and now you're with her.” Sam said, Steve looked at Sam with a shocked and puzzled expression. “I never kissed Sharon and i sure as hell never told her I love her.” “Well, Yesterday, Y/N was crying because you apparently did so fix it.”

When Sam said that, Steve almost sprinted to your room to try to rectify the thing. He knocked on your door and waited a second. “Sam, I'm fine, stop checking.” He heard coming from the other side of the door, “it's me, Steve, I need to talk to you.” A few second passed and the door opened. “ Hey, glad to see you in one piece.” You smiled softly. “Oh by the way, congratulation for you and Sharon.” You said with a smile that didn't fully reach your ears. “Y/N I'm not with Sharon, who told you that?” “You're not! But Sharon told me you guys kissed, and now you were together.” You said, and Steve looked confused. “We didn't- ohh.” Steve began, but then realized. “Listen yes we kissed, but it was only because we had to, if we hadn't our cover would have been blown, so she kissed me.”

“So you didn't really want to kiss her?” You said a little hopeful. “Y/N if anybody were to kiss me… I would want that person to be you.” He said, looking you dead in the eyes. Your eyes widen, in shock. Captain America wanted to kiss you, of all people. “M-me y-you want to kiss me. But I'm like not in your league at all, I'm not pretty like you, and I'm fat.” You say, looking down. “First of all I think you are absolutely beautiful, and I don't care that you have a little more on your body, that's what makes your charm. “ He says looking at you with so much love in he's eyes, then he kissed you. You were stunned at first but ended up getting into it when you pulled away out of breath you looked at him even more in love than you were before.

[bi-ss]

~ Ties that bind ~

Bucky x reader- arranged marriage.

Summary: You agreed to arrange marriage when you were little, after seeing who you are to marry. You wish you could go back.

Warning- drinking? None i can't think of.

(Spelling may be bad as I'm very dyslexic sorry in advance)

You've been staying in your bestfriends apartment for 2 days now, you've just had more time to think about what will become of your life, you didn't get as many texts from James as you thought when you went to bed around 11PM but oh lord when you woke up it wouldn't stop going off, in all truth your phone died and you fell asleep with it on charge.

"Omg, would you turn that off.. It's 6:30, i love you, but not that much.." your friend groaned as she walked over to your phone to turn it off seeing you still in your make shift bed, you were about to get up and go get coffee but a 'huh' your friend made caught your attention.

"What? If it's something stupid, imma smack you so hard.." You look at your now bright screen to see unread texts coming through from an unknown caller, you picked it up and started reading some, with her reading over your shoulder, your were confused at first because you didn't know who it was but when finding out who thought it would be an amazing idea to text you at an ungodly time, but you soon figured it out, it was james.

You were annoyed at not only did he get home at 1am close to 2 so you would have been there for hours on your own but because he was the last person you wanted to talk to.

Rolling your eyes you went on with your life, making and drink a cup of coffee then getting ready to attend a fashion show, you weren't walking but you were invited with front row seats and couldn't pass it up, and there was have after party which you managed to get your friend into aswell somehow, so a minimum of 6 hours away from James and all the stress in the world.

"I wonder if theres cute guys there? I hope so. Ugh, after me and Josh broke up, I've been so lonely.. in bed, of course, i dont want commitment!" You watch as your best friend since college, Chloe, yapped about boys while realising for the 4th time today what's going to change when you marry James, "have you seen Joshs new girlfriend, I think we went to high school with her.. shes nice..." As she continues to gossip while doing makeup, you zone out and think about your life until she claps, getting your attention once again, "you know what?! I'm happy for Josh. I'm happy being single. He's happy being non single." She smiled at you."You should be happy you're marrying one of the most richest and most powerful men in America, probably the world, maybe.." You just nod and smile at her. You don't know if you are smiling because she's smiling or if what she said was correct, you're sure you'll find out.

While driving to the fashion show, the topic of James was brought up, "if I were marrying him, I'd be in his bed so fast," Chloe stated for the 38th time. "Is it true? The rumours about his arm, that's is.. no doubt the rumours about his dick aren't false -" You zone out from your friends rant about James when your phone screen lit up from a text... his text.. one after the other..

You zoned back in to hear chloe talking about Zeon. In all fairness, you didn't know who he was, but also, she hadn't spoken about him til now, or you think so? You were about to ask who he was until you see a modern building with lots of windows and a weird looking woman statue but with no curves and all straight lines and spikes, it did make you uncomfortable in an unspeakable way but you got out of the car and walked past it while looking down, you walked up to the bouncer you, showing your Ids and was let in, after the man blocking the door with a clipboard questioned chloe about if she was in the right place or not.

You were seated towards the end of the runway, which you didn't mind, but what you did mind was the constant camera flash some for the models but mostly for you.. that isn't helping you stay away from James, but you do like attention. The event was over later than you expected as some older women went on a rant about how fashion changed and how it was disturbing now or whatever.

You parked in a 24/7 parking zone and walked a little over 10 minutes for the after party that was already in full swing when you got there, heading straight towards the bar with chloe walking close behind to order a mocktail since you dont drink often but over to your left chloe was downing tequila shots like water, that wasn't surprising but what was surprising was when she ordered a cocktail and sent it your way, she knows you don't drink but looking around and seeing all the lady's glancing at you knowingly you thought this was one of the rare occasions where you will drink, and drink you did.

You knew from the start that marrying James Barnes wouldn't be easy from all his "fans" who are just girls throwing themselves on him but finding out he has a girlfriend? A whole other can of worms you didn't realise opened but the girls at this club were a new level of bitchy, like one tried spilling her red wine on you but ended up missing and it went over the lad next to you who weren't amused at all or when you were dancing with chloe and some other chick tried tripping you but you stepped over her foot unknowingly but 30 seconds later you did almost trip yourself up, but that's about the last thing you remember apart from getting more drink and getting hit on some else happening then dancing on someone or dancing on your companion.

But you do know 1 thing for certain is that you've woken up with a massive banging head ache in a warm bed, half dressed and with what you assumed someone sleeping next to you as they haven't moved, unless they're watching you sleep?

(Lol sorry i hadn't been posting i just moved, lmao, so that's taken most of my time)

TAGS: @learis @unaxv @cjand10 @pattiemac1 @coffee-winter-and-silence @scott-loki-barnes @blackhawkfanatic

[griseldabanks]

95. Share an excerpt of your WIP that you honestly think is beautiful.

Steve stood next to an easel he'd set up in front of the couch. Sharon's breath caught in her throat the instant her eyes landed on the canvas.

It was a painting of her. She was dancing, swirling in a circle with her arms outstretched, wearing a flowing white gown that billowed out in every direction as she spun. Her hands and her face, caught in the middle of a joyous laugh, were painted with distinct lines, but her dress was a cloud of iridescent watercolors, mingling together and almost seeming to shimmer with delicate rainbow hues, like a soap bubble floating through the air, or the inside of a seashell. Her hair fanned out around her like a spray of gold, and whether it was the paint he'd chosen or the technique he'd used, it almost seemed to glitter.

Sharon finally dragged her gaze over to Steve, who stood watching her with a fond smile. She'd known he was an artist, of course; he'd even shown her some of his sketches, but.... “But...it's so...beautiful,” she breathed.

“Of course it is. It's you.”