#avengers head canon

[stil-lindigo]

motherhood.

[agentnavi]

the way i just have to live with the fact that marvel is never gonna do tommy's powers justice, never gonna explore them they way they were supposed to, is just so foul

LIKE YOURE SO CLOSE. ITS RIGHT THERE! JUST! COMMIT!!!

HE WAS SET UP TO BE SO MUCH MORE POWERFUL THAN MARVEL WILL EVER LET HIM BE AND THATS FOUL!!!

[c0smic-horrorwerewolf]

Head cannons I have for different fandoms I’m on that I have zero proof for:

Spoilers for TMA season 4, Stardew Valley and Hatchetfeild NT/NT2

Batfam:

Jason Todd likes pottery.

Tim has a tumblr account and is EXTREMELY active on it.

Dick still has the Disco Wing suit and every time he suits up he looks at the Disco Wing suit, sheds a single tear and says “One day… one day..”

Bruce does not get musicals, he takes them too literally or he’s so detached from the reality it shows that he doesn’t get it. Like he was the worst to watch rent with.

Hatchetfeild:

Every court case is Gary running back and forth changing ties and arguing with himself.

Paul remembers all of his friend’s coffee orders.

In every universe with the homeless guy he bothers Pete all the time.

Lex and Hannah can’t play guess who anymore because Webby helps Hannah cheat.

Grace really likes Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

Richie watched Modika Magica under the impression It was a normal magical girl anime, and he complained for weeks about how lied to he was.

Emma really likes crime dramas like Criminal Minds, The Mentalist, CSI and Hannibal.

Marvel:

Matt Murdock immediately clocked who Peter was because Matt smelt the web fluid or something.

Monopoly is banned from the avengers tower. (Too many broken tables)

Gwenpool likes daredevil it’s just hard to talk to him because he knows something is different about her and he tries to figure it out.

In superior Spider-Man Every single conversation with the ghost of Peter has some form of argument, close to the end.

Deadpool is banned from every bar in Texas, no I will not elaborate.

TMA:

Even though he doesn’t need to eat or drink Jon still really likes Martin’s tea and he likes some of his childhood comfort food.

Daisy got really into Crocheting after the coffin because she wanted to do something with her hands.

Tim loves the Treasure rule when outdoor rock climbing.

The Admiral really likes Melanie.

Dogs always bark at Jon as he becomes less human.

Stardew Valley:

Shane has a Chicken stuffed animal on a shelf.

Hailey made Emily a flower crown to say sorry for being rude.

Willy really tries to get Elliot to fish but Elliot is grossed out by uncooked live fish.

Alex was forced to listen to a respect women lecture when the other girl characters heard what he did to the girl farmer on the date.

Sebastian is a good cook.

[widowwnat]

natasha romanoff (avengers too) headcanon/writing prompt

GUYS I RANDOMLEY THINK OF THESE BUT I PHYSICALLY CANT WRITE FICS SO IF SOMEONE WANTS TO WRITE IT PLS DO!!!

-basically the avengers live in avengers tower n they notice that every year on the same day, natasha doesnt talk to anyone

on this day, the leaves the tower wearing a full black dress (looks a lot like a mourning dress) and is holding flowers

n the avengers dont know but natasha leaves to go to a graveyard n the avengers eventually find out whose it is.

the tombstone belongs to natashas bestfriend in the red room and she visits her grave every year.

AND YEAH!

[guardian-angel12]

Ok but just imagine Brutasha as parents! it would be so amazing because while they're both badass, Nat is usually high level badass while Bruce can be that anxious cupcake just trying his best.

Both of them are sooo sweet, but I imagine they'd both be pushovers for their little kid, maybe even it actually having to be Bruce who lays down the law while Nat just watches fondly as their son or daughter (or both) wreak havoc.

Tony and Yelena would also be the total cool uncle/aunt, the ones Brutasha child always wants to be around.

[spidergrotto]

i don’t care how absurd or ridiculous your stories/aus/ideas are i want to hear and read them all.

oh ur throwing a hydra peter and bucky barnes fic my way? i am invested. you want to write a singer peter parker fic? i am sat. you have brainrot about hockey player peter parker? my hand is raised.

random found family idea with characters that have never ever interacted?? my notebook is pulled out and i’m ready to make notes.

an idea that is SO far from canon and makes no sense? tell me more please

you have a really niche head canon and think that it’s too out there?? think again and hand it OVER.

who cares if u sound insane i’ll be insane with you

[corrupteddoodles]

“…Who got me?”

“One of them Scarlatto boys. Not sure which one.”

[justaz]

loki growing fond of peter and since his love language is stabbing peter ends up with a large collection of blades, some of which still have his blood on them

[aurorawest]

Abt this funny post summing up tje avengers movie. Do u have meta on what loki was doing in the first avengers relating to "not actually wanting to win the battle of new york" idk

I guess I don't really have meta, because I don't really subscribe to that theory? At least not in the sense that you often see people talk about it, where he throws the battle on purpose. I guess what I think is that deep down, some part of him knew Thanos had brainwashed him. Maybe, subconsciously, he didn't fight to his full ability?

I guess an analogy would be like, professional sports players. Their job is to win games, but maybe their heart isn't totally, 100% in every game for whatever reason. Maybe sometimes they even want to be traded, which, obviously, they need to play well for another team to want them, but maybe their lack of commitment to their current team means they don't play to their full potential.

One of my head canons about Loki is how desperately he hates the idea of choice being taken away from him. So I don't think he would have purposefully lost the Battle of NY, because I don't think he would have wanted to admit that Thanos was controlling him in any capacity. He'd rather be a monster than have control over his own mind or actions taken away from him. This is covered pretty heavily in my fic Here, Here and Here, and to some extent in Afterimage, as well.

[furby-organist]

> "Shame I'll never know what that loud-mouthed nusiance's problem with jazz is!"

[hermesserpent-stuff]

tony stark plays this at loki or thor.

he also thinks this is SHIELD 's theme song (specifically in avengers 1)

/light hearted

he also plays this for bruce. who hates/loves it.

[linuxbian]

my watts siblings designs on hero forge bc I'm still obsessed with them even tho its been.... 5 fucking years....

[atirosnor]

Alone - Thor

[widowwnat]

natasha romanoff headcanons/prompts 2/?

the avengers sometimes forget that natasha had like ZERO childhood and like NO school experience.

natasha is a genius (in things like crazy science PhD type things and her IQ is like craaazy high) but she also lacks common knowledge of some maths stuff that people would learn in secondary.

sam learnt the hard way to NEVER ask natasha a maths problem for fun because she stared at him in confusion for the longest time EVER before saying she had no idea what he was talking about

steve THEN had to confirm with her because he was also shocked at her lack of maths skills.

natasha replied with a simple 'huh? ive like never been to school before idk why this is shocking' whilst laughing, then simply shrugged.

GUYS AGAIN I CANT WRITE FICS BC I DONT HAVE THE TALENT BUT I GET RANDOM IDEAS FOR HEADCANONS OR WTV. IF U WANNA WRITE THIS AS A FIC I WANNA READ IT TOOOOOO. please send it to me or smth make sure i see it xxx

[kharmii]

When the recent events happened in the fandom I have been curious on your stance on the whole thing (to clarify: I have sent the ask stating my very neutral stand on the whole shipping drama and how I can see the appeal + how the japanese have the better grasp on the twins)

Honestly, the revelation about the shipping content has come to no surprise for me, I always thought: "If anyone is secretly into blankshipping it's got to be them!"

Observing the whole thing from the outside and viewing a few sides I can't shake the feeling that this whole drama has shaken up the whole fandom. The whole thing has been held surprisingly quiet so far... I remember quite a few other artists that have been shippers all along things blew up and they have been getting the worst treatment until the fandom had something new to be upset about. I think the silence is mostly because other bigger artists (most who have been collaborated on this sticker sheet) worked alongside them and don't wanna spoil the profits they gain from these. At least it is my guess...

Hearing from you their furry stance further explains the silence from one of them, who's also known to be a furry... along with working on that sticker sheet.

Seeing that artists explanation to the situation (no apology so there is definitely more hidden to that, not that I care either way) has given me the feeling that things are going to change in the fandom from now on.

I've gotten the feeling this has split the fandom in half. People who are okay that they did these commissions since money is money, and people who are not okay with this and decide to stop engaging with their stuff (and possibly harass them depending on the level of cruelty these antis have) I have seen people withdrawing entirely from engagement getting harassment in the like of "how dare you not choose to see they needed the money REEEE" and so on, and the artist who have all collaborated on the sticker sheet still have been silent on the whole thing as well.

Personally, I couldn't care less what that artist is doing or not (at least they should be honest in the first place) and I'm too old to engage in this fandom kindergarten drama.

But yeah, getting the feeling the fandom will be different from now on.

Hope nothing's is gonna affect you and your work! Hope no harassment reaches you! Take care!

Cue South Park clip:

Cartman: She was young and needed the money!

Kyle: That blankshipping drawing was done last week!

I hope the fandom will be different. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE let it be different! Stop playing politics and acting like hypocrites, people in the submas fandom! It's ridiculous how the same artist who got themselves in trouble doing the blankshipping commission could have drawn shitting dick nipple fucking furry galvantula Emmet packing Depot Agent Josh's werewolf ass-womb full of joltik eggs, and nobody would have batted an eye. -But it's unacceptable to do twincest because that would be weeeeeeeird…. It's all dreck, and everybody is dumb as hell, so why are we taking Train Clowns that seriously?

I give the big-name artists a lot of credit for being tolerant. After all, anyone reading this blog would see I post art from a lot of popular Tumblr artists despite being an unapologetic proshipper. Many of them pretend I don't exist, and at the very worst, they somehow block me from showing up on their tags, but I'm still allowed to enjoy their content. That's appropriate behavior from people who are basically running a hotdog stand. You aren't going to move a lot of hotdogs if you act overly discriminant over who gets to buy one. I wish they'd do more though, like if every big-name artist was to get together and tell people to stop harassing proshippers, then they could make real change. They could say, "Imagine the fandom without us. Interest would fade really fast. We give the western wing of this fandom life."

Also, it's shitty when artists have to sneak around and make sockpuppet accounts to post their twin pron. That makes it so there's no middle ground. Nobody wants to do the cutesy romantic spice-of-life content because that might show they actually have a personality. If they do that, people might figure out WHICH personality it is, and next thing you know, they inadvertently out themselves. -So instead, we have to see a blankshipping tag full of everybody's grossest deepest darkest fetishes on full display. If I say something like, "Hey! I just want to see twins being cute without all the farty furry fatfatfat..", then it ends up being easier for them to act like I'm the oppressor than to challenge the wider money machine.

I suspect a few of the blankshippers with sock puppets made a point of rubbing it in on the trainwreck tag, like, "Look at me! I'm better at playing politics! My two-dick snake man erotic cannibalism belly kink fic is socially acceptable because I do fwuffy wuffy twainweck! Your (actually on topic) fic where Emmet goes to Hisui like a bat out of hell to beat up Volo with all the rage of a cop avenging his dead wife is not socially acceptable! You should be ashamed of yourself for thinking a story about an autistic guy beating the shit out of a crazy guy would be HILARIOUS.

Srsly tho, this is why I wrote an Arceus!Volo losing his memories fic once. This whole thing reeks of a Giratina fucken with, like Giratina is so pissed at their parent for locking them in the distortion world, they came up with the twin separation scenario. Next thing you know, Volo is all, *flips hair* I JUST WANTED TO MAKE A BETTER WORLD! INSTEAD, I HAVE THIS PISSED OFF MUPPET FROM THE FUTURE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF ME WHILE THREATENING TO 'BREAK MY BACK IN HALF LAYING A RAILROAD TIE ACROSS MY ASS'. WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEEEEEEEAN!!111!! *sniffles*

Do other fandoms have to put up with this sort of thing? I get people are protective of the Subway Bosses because they are autistic, but could it also be because they aren't villains? They look like the sort of guys who could be villains because of the creepy puppet design, but they aren't. Would problematic ships make people less mad if they were villains?

Makes me wonder because I want to write Dabi x Geten from My Hero Academia. Just so people realize where I'm coming from, this ship relates to the Subway Bosses. The twins have a black and white dynamic where they are opposites who complement each other. Dabi and Geten are Fire and Ice (water basically), and they are both villains. One is a member of a cult who was taken as a child(?) and thoroughly brainwashed. The other was selectively bred for a specific purpose but is unable to fulfill said purpose because of a genetic defect that has left him badly mutilated, mentally ill and longing for vengeance. The 'enemies to friends to lovers' premise will be that Geten figures out that if he cares enough about Dabi, then he could offer to use his ability to relieve the strain of his genetic defect, and they could complement each other. It might end up bittersweet because in the canon manga, there might not be much left of Dabi, even if his immediate family is able to cancel out his defect and cool him down enough to prevent him from dying (fucken guy got an arm blown right off and might be blind..).

This new ship might be stealth incest, as Geten reveals he is in a branch family related to Dabi's mother, (how close is not given. They could range from being cousins to being people sharing a similar heritage who aren't related at all) but I'm not in it for that. I'm a complex and nuanced individual, and I'm more into the idea of complementary opposites than into incest. *hint hint* Just like I am with the Train Clowns (that, and the idea of their psychic identical twin bond, per my imaginative head canon). That doesn't mean people into actual incest as a main focus are wrong either. Same goes for people into the furry bullshit, but again, one shouldn't be considered socially acceptable and one not. Again, either everything goes, or admit it's all garbage and everybody into it is a hypocritical clown.

[vintagebuckybarnes]

In Vino Veritas

Pairing → Avenger! Bucky Barnes x Lab Assistant! Female! Reader

Total Wordcount → 3.5K

Summary → It all started when you and the Avengers enjoyed drinks during the afterparty back at the Avengers Tower. There, Tony revealed one of your deepest secrets, and even though you wish it had never come to light at first, you’re glad it did when the man you love stands on your doorstep, ready to start the rest of your life together.

Tags & Warnings → Semi-canon compliant, Avenger! Bucky Barnes, Female! Reader, Tony’s Lab Assistant! Reader, Bucky’s past as TWS is mentioned, emotional hurt/comfort, mutual pining, some cursing, and explicit sexual content.

Tags: Smut → Grinding, begging, some dirty talk, praise, teasing Bucky, protected sex, cowgirl position.

Story Rating → Explicit

Author’s Note → This story is beta'd by the wonderful @late-to-the-party-81, and I cannot thank you enough for that. I hope you'll all enjoy my story, which is filled with some angst, lots of fluff, and some smut to top it all off! 💜

Writing Prompts @fandom-free-bingo Bug Edition → “There is no us.” | Riding | In vino veritas | “Touch me.” @fandom-free-bingo Medical Edition → Crush at first sight @julybreakbingo Post-JBB → Being confronted about their feelings for another

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The evening starts fine, good, even. But it all takes an unexpected turn when the man you work for - Tony Stark - reveals your secret. A secret that you’d only recently revealed to him.

Earlier that day, you’d spotted Bucky as he was working out and from that moment on your mind has been with him instead of your usual work and tasks.

“Hello, Y/N? Anyone home in there?” Tony asks as he lays a hand on your shoulder, making you jump. You look up at him with a worried look while he smiles back at you with a kind expression. A soft sigh escapes your lips as the thoughts in your head wander off again, specifically how his back looked underneath the tank top he wore in the gym while doing squats. Not only that, but you also can’t stop thinking about the way his ass looked in the sweatpants he wore. In a word, magnificent.

“Is everything okay with you? You’ve been a bit off your game today.” As Tony sits next to you, you put down the screwdriver you were holding - the one he asked you three times to pass to him - before turning to face him, your gaze focusing somewhere on the wall behind him. For a moment, there’s a silence between you as you gather the courage to tell him what’s been on your mind.

“Well, uhm- There’s something, or someone, that I can’t stop thinking about, and it’s taking over my mind every second of every day. It- It’s Bucky,” you say almost in a whisper. For a few seconds, Tony is completely silent as he lets the thought of you having a crush on one of his fellow Avengers sit in his mind. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, he reaches out for your hand and takes it between his warm ones.

“You know that I’ll always support you in everything, right? I supported you when you expressed your desire to halt your life as an Avenger and retrain as my lab technician, and I supported you when you moved out of Avengers Tower to have your own home with more peace. This is not going to be any different. All I’m hoping for is that he will make you the happiest and best version of you, as you deserve nothing less.”

Tears brim at your waterline as Tony tells you this, and even though you deeply appreciate him, his words, and everything he has done for you, you can’t help but still feel a bit… odd about the fact you told him you’re having a crush on Bucky. That you have a crush on the man who was once the most feared assassin in the world under the hands of HYDRA.

“Now, can you hand me that screwdriver before your thoughts wander off to him again?” your boss asks in a teasing tone, making you smile as you grab it and hand it to him. Somehow, he always seems to know the right thing to say, and it's exactly why you enjoy spending time by his side while learning everything there is to know about his lab and what's going on in there.

Just as you’re about to get comfortable with another drink in your hand, you meet the gaze of the man you’re crushing on, and you feel heat coursing through your veins. The lines around his deep blue eyes intensify as he smiles at you, his attention making every last thought in your brain disappear. You’re so captivated by how Bucky looks at you that you miss your seat as you sit down. However, before you fall, you’re caught by a pair of solid arms that prevent you from hitting the floor.

“Careful there, Little One,” Thor says in his deep voice, his accent always making the butterflies in your stomach go wild. Even though you’d known Thor since you were young, you couldn’t help but get a little flustered by the nickname, and he smiled at you as you were finally sitting on the chair you intended to use.

“Thank you, Thor,” you whisper before sipping your cocktail. Around you, the conversations are starting to become a little blurry as you focus on Bucky and everything he has to say, his lips forming around the words effortlessly. When you suddenly feel a little shove against your arm, you yelp, making everyone go silent as they look at you.

“What did you do that for?!” you ask Thor in a low voice, but all he does is point to Tony, who obviously has something to say as he’s waving for everyone’s attention. There are moments when you enjoy the fact that alcohol can bring out people’s true feelings or thoughts, also known as in vino veritas, but not now. Oh no, now you wish you could disappear as you listen to the words coming out of Tony’s mouth.

“Guys, you really shouldn’t say this to Bucky or Y/N, but they’re having a massive crush on one another!” Tony says in a loud whispering tone, but what he fails to notice in his inebriated state is that you two are sitting right across from one another, enjoying the afterparty just like everyone else. Or at least, you were enjoying the afterparty until your secret got out.

The glass you were holding falls out of your hand before shattering into pieces on the floor, and your feet carry you as fast as they can away from the party and away from your worst nightmare come true. The music behind you fades away as you turn one corner after another, tears burning in your eyes as the event repeatedly replays in your mind. Your lungs start to burn as you keep running, the stinging feeling in your side increasing as you run out of the Avengers Tower into the night.

Meanwhile, Bucky’s world feels like it has taken a 180-degree turn. Mere minutes ago, he could only fantasize that you could have feelings for him, but now? A wave of disbelief washes over the super soldier, his expression showing pure surprise as he takes the moment in. For him, it was a crush at first sight from the momentyou walked into the training room on your first day. Over the years, his feelings have intensified, although he has only told Steve about his crush - or rather his now deep-rooted love - for you.

And yet, now that the pair of you have been confronted about your feelings for one another, he doesn’t know what to do. He has replayed the moment he’d confess his feelings to you more times than he can count in his mind, and in none of those versions, this is one of the scenarios that had appeared. It’s only when Steve grabs his arm and pulls him away that he seemingly comes back to reality again.

“Bucky, how does Tony know about your crush on Y/N? I mean, I’m, of course, fine with you sharing it, but-”

“I don’t know, Steve, I don’t know, and it kills me,” Bucky says as he runs his fingers through his cropped hair.“Fuck- I was planning on telling her this week but… but now it’s ruined, and I didn’t even get the chance to talk to her, and-” It’s all Bucky can say as he fights the urge to punch the wall with his metal fist, both hands clenched by his side as he tries to regulate his breathing. Without warning, Steve pulls him into a hug, and Bucky’s arms snake around his best friend's waist as his fingers clutch at the fabric of his shirt.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise,” Steve whispers, though he’s not entirely sure that’s true because he knows as well as anyone that things don’t always go back to how they were before. Still, Bucky decides to believe him as they stand there for a little while longer, and he soaks in every bit of comfort he can get for now. Lord knows he’s going to need it.

The past few days have been strange, to say the least. You haven’t been to the Avengers Tower since Tony revealed your now not-so-secret crush on the super soldier. You’re afraid of what will happen if you do. This also means you haven’t seen Bucky in a few days, and you miss him. You miss hearing his laugh, and you miss seeing how his mouth turns slightly upward as you hand him one of your baked goods, but most of all, you miss how his arms feel when he pulls you in for a hug.

Just as you’re about to make yourself a cup of tea, you get pulled from your thoughts by a soft but familiar knock on the door; only one thing can make that sound: Bucky’s metal hand knocking against the wood. For a moment, you contemplate your actions, but decide to give him at least a chance to talk, especially as it wasn’t him who laid out your feelings in front of everyone.

“Bucky, hi,” you say softly as you take in his appearance, your heart sinking as you do. It’s evident he hasn’t slept at all the past few days. There are dark circles under his eyes, and he doesn’t look as healthy as usual—more disheveled. The struggles he’s facing are apparent in his entire demeanor, and all you want to do is wrap him up in a warm blanket and cuddle him until the end of time.

“Hi,” he says hoarsely, and you step aside, allowing him to enter your apartment. He’s been here a few times already, and usually there’s a warmth radiating from you and every inch of the little place you call home, but ever since the party, it hasn’t been the same. It isn’t just the apartment, either. You feel different.

“Would you like some tea before we talk?” you ask to break the tension. “I was about to make some.”

He nods at you before wandering further into your apartment, and you head to the kitchen, picking out another mug for Bucky to use. Once he’s caught sight of your couch, he immediately takes a seat, a soft groan audible as he does. There aren’t many places more comfortable than the large couch that’s standing right here in your living room.

When you emerge a few minutes later with two steaming mugs of tea and a plate filled with chocolate chip cookies you baked fresh this morning, Bucky can’t help but smile at you. He gladly takes the tea with one of the cookies, as they’re his favorite, and when you sit down next to him, it feels just like it always has, as if nothing has changed. But you both know it has, and that’s why the super soldier’s now in your living room.

“So…” you start, unsure what to say now that he’s sitting on your couch. Bucky’s eyes are trained on the steaming tea in his hands, his thoughts going a mile a minute as he’s thinking about what he wants to say - other than confessing his love for you.

“So… uhm, we missed seeing you around the Tower,” Bucky starts, though you both know it’s mostly him who has missed seeing you there. You have always been a staple there during his mornings as you make him a cup of coffee, and during movie nights, you were always the one he could sit next to and enjoy the movie, but now that you’re not there, it’s like a piece of soul has left the Tower with you.

“I mean, yeah. It’s been a bit awkward for me to go back after what happened a few days ago,” you tell him, and a shudder of horror runs down your spine at the thought of having to face Tony again. A smile tugs at the corners of Bucky’s lips as he thinks back to what happened that night, a happy memory of your first meeting resurfacing in the back of his mind as he does.

“Good morning, Sergeant Barnes. I’ve made some chocolate chip cookies, if you want some. However, I should warn you, Tony’s been on the prowl since I took them out of the oven, so I’ll advise you to be quick,” you say with a glare towards Tony, who has been eyeing them up since he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. For the first time in a long time, Bucky showed something akin to a smile, and everyone looked at each other to ensure they saw it, too.

“Thank you,” he says lowly, grabbing one of the smaller ones on the plate, followed by a cup of coffee, before swiftly leaving the kitchen to spend more time in his room. Before Bucky even left the kitchen, Tony was on the cookies as if he hadn’t eaten in weeks, and this time you let him.

“Can I- Is it okay if I tell you something? Because if I don’t say it now, I don’t know if I ever will,” Bucky says softly, and you nod before repositioning yourself so that you’re facing him. His gaze is still trained on his mug as he thinks carefully about his next words, afraid he might accidentally say the wrong thing.

“Tony was right. He is right, actually. When he said, we’re crushing on each other. I’ve been crushing on you since you offered me those chocolate chip cookies when Tony threatened to eat them all before anyone else had a chance to get them. It was like a switch flipped inside me back then, and I haven’t been the same since,” Bucky says, his mouth now in a line as he tells you about his feelings.

“Each time I look at you, it’s like I’m seeing an angel, and every time I hear your voice, it’s like a little piece of my soul is healing, too. I find myself drawn to you in every room and wonder what life has in store for us. But deep down inside, I know there is no ‘us’ yet. But I want there to be us. I want you, Y/N. I want you to be mine, in whatever capacity you’ll have me. If you want to stay friends, that’s okay with me, but if you want more, I’ll happily accept every bit of love you’re willing to offer me.”

Once Bucky’s done, you’re unsure what to say. What to think. What to do. You want to say that the feelings between you are mutual, that you’re in love with him and that you want nothing more than to be his, but something inside you is stopping you. So, instead of saying anything, you place your hand over his flesh limb, and his eyes slip shut at the feeling of your soft fingers against his rough hand.

“Bucky.” His name is a whisper on your lips, but it’s enough to make him look at you, to meet your gaze.

“I’m in love with you, too.”

As soon as the words leave your lips, Bucky carefully put his tea on the coffee table before hauling you onto his lap, his hands digging into the soft flesh of your waist as your lips interlock in a passionate dance. He can’t get enough of your soft mouth slotting together with his and the way his tongue fights for dominance with yours as your fingers dig into his neck. It’s been a long time since you’ve felt a strong connection with someone, and you’re happy to explore it with Bucky.

Your hips grind over his growing length of their own volition,your body looking for any bit of friction it can get. Without warning, one of Bucky’s hands slides lower until he’s cupping your ass, making you gasp into his mouth as a result. Bucky can’t help but smile into the kiss as he pulls you impossibly closer, your legs spreading just a bit further as you sink against his muscular body.

“Hmm, I’ve been wanting this - you - for so long,” he says between the kisses trailing your jaw towards your ear, his teeth nipping on your earlobe as your head lolls to the side. With every passing second, your thoughts are melting away more and more, and all that’s left inside your mind is Bucky. Soon, his other hand joins the first as he helps you grind onto him, a groan falling from his lips as he sets a perfect pace for you both.

“B-Bucky—" his name sounds more like a whine than anything else. “I—I want you.”

“But you already have me, pretty girl, ‘m right here,” he says with a teasing lilt to his voice, his hands continuing to help you grind until you’re a complete mess for him. Your shorts are ruined, your arousal soaking through them and onto the bulge in his black jeans, much to Bucky’s joy. He was wondering what it would take to get you to this point, and it turns out it won’t take much.

He smiles against the skin of your neck, where he’s taking his time to mark you with hickeys and small bitemarks, all of which leave you a bit more of a moaning, begging mess on his lap, much to his pride. When one of your hands moves away from his neck and down his torso, he quickly catches on to what you’re doing. “Someone’s a little impatient today, huh?”

“Yes, oh god, yes! I need you to touch me, Bucky. I want to feel you inside me as you make me fall apart on your cock, and I need you to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow!” Your voice sounds more breathy than usual, but every care you thought you had has gone out the window. All you want is Bucky and his cock to ride, until you’re orgasming so hard and long you can’t remember your name.

“Okay, I will. Don’t you worry about anything, okay? Let me take care of you, and I’ll give you everything you need and more,” he reassures you in a shushing voice. You nod before kissing him again, which immediately deepens before he gently helps you get up, allowing you to take off your panties and shorts, and he can take off his pants and boxershorts, too. As soon as you’re both freed from your last pieces of clothing, you hand him a condom you retrieved from the side table drawer while he took the time to undress himself.

“Hmmm, looks so thick,” you tell him as you look at it with wide eyes, wondering how he’s going to fit inside you as you’re positioning yourself on his lap once more, your legs bracketing his thicks thighs as you get comfortable.

“I know, but I’m gonna go slow. Wouldn’t want to hurt you and your perfect, sweet little pussy.” He smiles as he holds his cock in place, your pliant body sinking onto him slowly as your fingers dig into his shoulders to steady yourself. Your hiss of pleasure is audible and your face contorts at the slight sting of him stretching you, but just like he promised, Bucky is taking it slow to ensure you’ll both have the most amazing first time.

As soon as you’re fully seated on his lap, your body goes limp against him, your face tucked in the crook of his neck as you adjust to his girth, and Bucky places soft kisses on your head while praising you through it all. “You’re doing so well for me, baby. Such a good girl for me, letting me take the lead and giving you exactly what you need.”

A small smile appears on your face as you look up at him with big, doe-like eyes, and he can’t help but smile back as the back of his fingers gently caress your cheek. He may have thought you were beautiful before, but nothing compares to this moment. 

“I love you, Y/N, and I promise to take care of you with every fiber of my being,” he whispers, his lips sealing his promise against your cheek. Your eyes fall shut at his words, and his hand moves down your side until it’s on your hip again, ready for you to let him know when you’re good to go. Your bodies work in complete sync with one another with every rise and fall of your chest, and his hands guide you beautifully as you slowly sink and rise on his length.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groans, and it doesn’t take long for both of you to find your highs for the first time, and they’re serving as a promise of everything else that’s still to come in this lifetime. A few days ago, you and Bucky didn’t even know you felt the same about one another, but now you’re sharing the start of the rest of your lives, and it’s all thanks to Tony. Because without him, you wouldn’t have been able to tell the man of your dreams how much you love him.

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