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[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Ooo hi! Can I please request an (everyone lives au + Endgame never happened au) Avenger!Bucky X wife!reader where they got married right before Bucky went off to war, and when Bucky fell off that train (and she thought he had died), she didn’t even get the time to mourn because Hydra abducted her and brought her to where they were holding Bucky so that they would have leverage against him. They keep her under cryo the entire time Bucky was the Winner Soldier, so that alongside brainwashing him, they threatened his wife if he stepped out of line. Now present day, Bucky has joined the Avengers and they manage to find and recuse Y/n from Hydra after so long.

Ugh imagine how emotional it’d be for Bucky and Steve to see her again, and the team would make her feel safe and at home! And Bucky would be there every step of the way helping her adjust to one, being out of cryo after almost a century, and two, being in the 21st century!

You Came Back For Me » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Winter Soldier x Wife!Reader, Husband/Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader with Steve Rogers/Captain America and the Avengers

Summary: After finding out his wife had been abducted by HYDRA when Bucky was the Winter Soldier, Bucky is now an Avenger and goes back to rescue you with the help of Steve and the Avengers.

Warnings: Fluff, language, abduction, HYDRA, trauma, nightmares, crying, kissing, pet names

A/N: Thank you for the request @kpopgirlbtssvt 🩵 I love how beautifully you described this and I had fun writing it!🥰

A/N #2: Italic text is flashbacks and nightmares. I used Google translate for the Russian translations.

Translations: Give her the serum - Дайте ей сыворотку

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buck-star

GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.

1943

“We just got married a couple days ago. Do you have to leave so soon?” You asked with a pout.

“I know and I’m sorry.” Bucky whispers. “Look at the bright side, I’ll be home before you know it.” He says, kissing you sweetly and passionately.

———

1945

“Bucky died?” You asked, making sure you heard Steve right.

“Yes.” Steve answers. “I tried reaching for him, but the handle he was holding on to gave out before I could get to him and he fell off of the train.” He explains.

That whole day, you tried to process the death of your husband. “Bucky is never coming home.” is the only thing being echoed in your head. That night, you laid in bed, staring at Bucky’s side of the bed with tears stained on your cheeks. Before you could even react, a hand with a white cloth was put on your mouth. You tried your best to fight off whoever was behind you, but you grew weak the more you inhaled the chloroform and you soon passed out.

SIBERIA - HYDRA BASE

Your eyes fluttered open. You groaned, squinting your eyes to adjust to the light. You looked around the room, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. This isn’t yours and Bucky’s house. It was some kind of lab.

“What the hell…” You mumbled to yourself.

You went to stand up, but couldn’t. Your arms and legs were strapped to the chair you were sitting in. You yanked at the restrains to get loose, but it was no use. The restraints were too tight for you to get free. You jumped at the sound of the door opening. You looked up, seeing a man in a suit and another man in a white lab coat.

“Good to see you awake, Mrs. Barnes.” The man in the suit says.

“Where am I? Who are you?” You asked.

“My name is Arnim Zola and you’re in HYDRA’s base in Siberia.” Zola tells you. “You are our newest addition. You’re going to help out perfectly with our Winter Soldier program.” He explains. “Дайте ей сыворотку.” He tells the man in the lab coat.

The man in the lab coat approached you with an IV that had some kind of suspicious liquid in it. You began to panic. You yanked at the restrains to get free, but it still didn’t work.

“This might burn.” The man in the lab coat said with a Russian accent.

You yelped when the needle pricked your skin. Thats when the pain and trauma began.

———

“Get the woman.” Zola says to an HYDRA agent.

The HYDRA agent nodded and went to the cell they kept you in. You jumped at the sound of the door opening. You scooted back as far as you could on the bed. The agent approached you, grabbing your arm with a bruising grip and yanked you up from the bed. He put handcuffs on you so you didn’t try to do anything. He held onto the chain of the handcuffs and lead you to where the lab. There was a man with a metal arm and long hair sitting in a chair. He’s the Winter Soldier.

There was something about the long haired man that looked familiar. His eye color, hair color, height, and facial structure was the same as your dead husband’s. That’s when it hit you. You gasped with wide eyes. The Winter Soldier is your husband Bucky.

“Bucky!” You say loudly.

The Winter Soldier furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at you.

“Bucky, it’s me Y/N. Your doll.” You tell him.

“Y/N… doll…” The Winter Soldier mumbles to himself.

His eyes widened. The woman in front of him is his wife.

“Oh my god…” He mumbles completely speechless. “Y/N!” Bucky says.

You smiled, happy to hear him say your name. Bucky went to stand up, but two HYDRA agents pushed him back in the chair. You tried to run towards him, but you were yanked backwards causing you to fall down.

“Here’s what’s going to happen…” Zola began, standing in between you and Bucky. “Soldat, I see you recognize your pretty little wife.” He said. “She’s going to be perfect leverage against you. If you overstep in any way, your wife gets it.” He explains. “Meaning, you’ll witness your wife get beaten right in front of you if you don’t do as we say.” He adds. “I’m sure you don’t want anything to happen to your wife.” He says.

Zola cleared his throat at the HYDRA agent standing behind you. He nodded and yanked you up from the floor. He then put a gun to the back of your head. Tears were streaming down your face at this point and your heart was pounding so hard that you thought it was going to burst through your chest. Bucky’s eyes widened in horror and his heart began to pound in fear.

“Do you understand, Soldat?” Zola asks.

Bucky didn’t answer. He continued to stare at you. That’s when he got smacked across his face by a HYDRA agent standing next to him.

“Leave my husband alone!” You shouted.

Your breath hitched in your throat when you heard the gun cock. You honestly thought you were going to die right then and there.

“Do you understand?” Zola repeats. “I’m sure you don’t want anything to happen to your precious doll.” He says.

“Yes, I understand.” Bucky finally answers.

“Good.” Zola said. “Wipe his memory and you’re going to watch as your husband forgets every single memory he has of you.” He says, turning to you before walking away.

You watched as one HYDRA agent pushed Bucky back in the chair and strapped his arms down to the arms of the chair. Another one put a mouth guard in his mouth and something on his head. The first HYDRA agent pushed buttons on a machine to turn it on. That’s when they began to wipe Bucky’s memory. The screams of pain coming from your husband broke your heart. You wanted it to stop.

“Stop it!” You screamed. “You’re hurting him!” You screamed again.

A yelp left your lips when the HYDRA agent standing behind you hit you with the handle of the gun, knocking you out. Blood trickle down your forehead from the gash the gun handle gave you.

“Take her to the cryogenic chamber and freeze her.” Zola tells the HYDRA agent.

The HYDRA agent nodded and drug you to the room where the cryogenic chambers are. You got out in one and they froze you in it like the other Super Soldiers. They wrote your name down on a label and stuck it to the chamber you’re in.

PRESENT DAY - AVENGERS COMPOUND

Now that Bucky has escaped HYDRA. He managed to find Steve and reunite with him. He also joined the Avengers. Bucky was beyond relieved that he doesn’t have to endure anymore torture from HYDRA. One thing does bother him… leaving you behind. He didn’t intentionally leave you behind. He wanted to find Steve and come up with a plan to rescue you. Bucky gets little to no sleep, knowing you’re still at that HYDRA base in Siberia.

Bucky managed to escape all of the HYDRA agents and ran out of the base into the cold. He came to a stop a few feet from the entrance and turned around, staring at the open doors.

“I’m so sorry, my sweet doll. I promise I’ll come back to rescue you.” Bucky says to himself, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

Bucky was tossing and turning in his sleep due to the nightmare. He was mumbling “I’m sorry, doll.”and “I’ll come back for you.” in his sleep, a thin layer of sweat covering his face. Due to Steve’s enhanced hearing and his room being next to Bucky’s room, he went to check on his best friend. Steve opened Bucky’s bedroom door, closing it behind him. He approached Bucky’s bed and gently shook him awake.

“Buck, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” Steve murmurs softly.

“Y/N!” Bucky gasps loudly, sitting up quickly.

Steve took a couple steps back, giving Bucky some space. He turned on the light. Bucky squinted his eyes to adjust to the light. He was breathing heavily. Sweat and tears covered his face.

“You had that nightmare again didn’t you?” Steve says.

Bucky exhales shakily and nods his head yes. He leaned his back against the headboard, rubbing his hands over his face and running his fingers through his long brown hair. Bucky’s eyes were red from crying. Steve sat down on the side of the bed next to Bucky.

“We’ll rescue her. I promise.” Steve says, putting a comforting hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky gave him a soft smile. Later on that morning, Bucky, Steve, and the Avengers were in the conference room discussing the plan Bucky came up with to rescue you from the HYDRA base in Siberia.

“Can I say something?” Tony asks.

“Yes.” Bucky says.

“When we do go to the base to rescue your wife, what if she’s not there?” He asks.

“She’s there. I know she’s there. I seen her.” He claims. “I’m not giving up hope on my wife. I need to rescue her. I made a promise.” He says.

Tears brimmed Bucky’s eyes. Steve stood up from his chair, gently ushering Bucky out of the conference room and took him to the lounge room.

“You need to take a break.” Steve tells Bucky.

“I can’t, Steve! Y/N needs my help!” Bucky exclaims.

“I know you want to help her. I want to help her to. You can’t help her if you down take a breath.” He says.

Bucky knows Steve’s right. He sat down on the couch, breaking down in tears. It broke Steve’s heart to see his best friend so brokenhearted. He sat down next to him and comforted him the best he could.

“I miss her.” Bucky cries, his voice cracking.

“I do too.” Steve whispers.

Bucky’s crying died down after a few minutes. He sniffled and wiped his tears away with the sleeves of his sweatshirt. He then took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

“I’m in charge for this rescue mission.” Bucky says.

“You should be. It’s your plan and your wife.” Steve says.

The next day, Bucky, Steve, and the Avengers suited up and got in the quinjet, making their way to the HYDRA base you’re being kept at. Bucky couldn’t stay still the whole flight. He was pacing back and forth in the quinjet and tugging at his hair.

“I’m on my way, doll.” Bucky kept repeating to himself.

Steve approached Bucky, standing a few feet away from.

“Buck?” Steve catches Bucky’s attention. “We’re about 15 minutes out from the base.” He informs him.

Bucky nodded and went to the weapons area of the quinjet, loading his gun and putting it in the holster on his tactical pants, along with his knife. Steve got his shield and put it on his back. Everyone else got their weapons ready as well.

When they arrived at the base, everyone got off of the quinjet and walked to the base. Bucky stopped a few feet away from the entrance, staring at the door. His breathing became uneven.

“Everything’s going to be fine, Buck. You got this.” Steve says, patting Bucky’s back.

Bucky took a deep breath before approaching the door. He broke the lock off with his metal hand and opened it with Steve’s help. Everyone entered the base. Everyone split up into twos, going to the areas of the base they were assigned. Bucky is with Steve, Sam is with Wanda, Tony is with Bruce, Clint is with Natasha, and Peter is with Thor.

“Do you know where she is in here?” Steve whispers.

“No, but I heard them talking about it many times.” Bucky answers. “If she’s not in any of the cells, then she’s somewhere else in here.” He says.

Bucky and Steve checked the cell you were in before you got put in the cryogenic chamber. The door had a label with your name on it. Bucky’s breath hitched in his throat when he seen it. He then kicked the door down. Him and Steve entered the cell, looking everywhere in there, but you were in there.

“She’s not in here, Buck.” Steve says.

“She’s not in the med bay.” Natasha informs through the ear pieces.

“She’s not in any of the storage rooms.” Peter informs.

“She’s not in the labs.” Sam informs.

“She’s not in the weapons room.” Tony informs.

Bucky’s eyes teared up and he crouched down, putting his face in his hands.

“Buck…” Steve murmurs softly.

“N-No! She’s here somewhere! I know it!” Bucky says.

While Bucky was having his moment and trying to figure out where else you could be in the base, a HYDRA agent was walking by and seen the door broken down to the cell.

“What are you guys doing here?” The HYDRA agent asks, putting his hand on his gun.

Bucky stood up and approached him, knocking the gun out of his hand and slammed the agent against the wall.

“Where the hell is my wife?!” Bucky growls.

“Care to be more specific?” The HYDRA agent says.

“Y/N Barnes. Where is she?” He asks.

“Oh, her?” The agent chuckles. “Why would I tell you that?” He says.

Bucky took his gun out of his hostler and shot the HYDRA agent in his foot. The agent cried out in pain.

“Tell me where my wife is!” Bucky growls, putting the gun against the side of the agents head.

“She’s in the cryogenic chamber room.” He finally tells him.

Bucky threw the HYDRA agent to the floor and ran to the cryogenic chamber room with Steve following closely behind him.

“Which chamber is Y/N in?” Steve asks, looking at all of the cryos.

“This one.” Bucky says, walking to the one with your name on it.

Bucky looked inside of the cryo. He felt relieved when he seen you. He just needs to figure out how to get you out of it.

“There’s a button or something that opens it.” Bucky says.

Bucky and Steve looked everywhere for the button, finding it on the side of the cryo. He pushed it and it opened slowly.

“Help me get here out of this.” Bucky says.

Steve helped Bucky unstrap you from the cryo. Bucky gently eased you out of it, holding you against his body. He checked for your pulse. Bucky felt even more relieved when he felt it. He picked you up bridal style and carried you to the quinjet.

“We found her. Go back to the quinjet.” Steve informs everyone.

The flight back to the compound, Bucky held you close to him and whispered “You’re safe now.” over and over to you. Steve, on the other hand, was in shock. He can’t believe you’re alive. What he does know is that he’s happy to see you and he’s glad you’re ok.

When everyone got back to the compound, Bucky immediately took you to the med bay and got you checked out. The doctors told Bucky everything is fine with you and you’ll wake up soon. Bucky didn’t leave your side for a second and neither did Steve.

“What did they do to her?” Steve asks.

“They abducted her after they got their hands on me and put the serum in her.” Bucky tells him. “They also used her as leverage against me.” He adds.

“Leverage? What do you mean they used her as leverage against you?” Steve asks.

“They umm…” Bucky paused to clear his throat and closed his eyes for a moment, remembering that day quite well.

“I’m sure you don’t anything to happen to your wife.” Zola’s words echoed in Bucky’s mind.

“If I didn’t do what they wanted, they were going to beat her.” He finally says.

“Oh my god. That’s horrible.” Steve says.

Steve looks at you with a soft expression on his face. He furrowed when he seen a scar on your forehead.

“How did she get this scar?” Steve asks, gently tracing the small length of the scar with his thumb.

“She told them to leave me alone and to stop hurting me so a HYDRA agent knocked her out with a handle of a gun when they were wiping my memory.” Bucky tells him.

“Oh my god.” Steve whispers.

Bucky winces at the memory of it, squeezing his eyes shut and tears spilling from his eyes.

“This is all my fault.” Bucky whispers, his voice cracking.

“This is not your fault, Buck. You couldn’t have known HYDRA was gonna get their hands on Y/N after you fell off the train.” Steve says.

“I could’ve done something.” He says.

“You did do something. You went back to rescue her.” He says softly.

You heard two voices as you started to come to your senses. You stirred a bit before opening your eyes, squinting them to adjust to the light in the room.

“Buck, she’s awake.” Steve says.

Bucky looked at you and almost jumped out of his chair to lean closer to you.

“Y/N, doll, can you hear me?” Bucky asks softly.

You thought you were hallucinating at first when you heard your husband’s voice. You turned your head towards the sound of your husband’s voice. You weren’t hallucinating. Your husband is sitting by your bedside.

“J-James?” You asked hoarsely.

“Yes, doll. It’s James.” Bucky confirms.

“I-I missed you.” You murmured, your voice cracking.

“I missed you too, babydoll.” He says softly.

Bucky reached a hand up to your cheek, gently caressing it. Steve couldn’t help but let a couple tears spill from his eyes at the sight of his two best friends being reunited with each other.

“Steve is here too.” Bucky points at Steve.

“Stevie?” You asked, turning your head towards him.

“Hi, Y/N.” Steve says softly.

You reached a hand out towards him. Steve put his hand in yours, smiling at you.

“I missed you.” You whispered.

“I missed you too.” He whispers back.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, confused about where you are. It’s not the HYDRA base. This place is so much nicer than the HYDRA base.

“Where- Where am I?” You asked, looking from Steve to your husband.

“You’re in the med bay in the Avengers compound.” Bucky tells you.

“Avengers?” You asked.

“They’re the hero’s who helped me rescue you. Steve helped too.” He says.

Your eyes teased up when Bucky said him, Steve, and the Avengers rescued you.

“You came back for me?” You asked in a whisper.

“Of course I did, doll. I will never leave you behind. Never again. I promise.” He says softly.

As you adjust to lift in the 21st century with your husband, you thought it would be difficult, but it wasn’t. Bucky and Steve helped you adjust to the 21st century, along with the Avengers. Everyone has been so very helpful to you, especially Bucky. Wanda and Natasha gave you clothes that belong to them for you to wear. You quickly became friends with the Avengers. It also took you a while to get used to living in the Avengers compound.

You were tossing and turning in your sleep. You were having a reoccurring nightmare from what you witnessed in HYDRA.

“Stop it! You’re hurting him!” echoed in your mind.

Bucky felt you moving and mumbling next to him. He turned on the bedside lamp and turned to face you. Your eyebrows were furrowed and a sweating a little bit.

“Doll?” Bucky whispers, gently shaking you. “Doll?” He whispers again. “Doll, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” He whispers.

You gasped loudly and sat up, breathing heavily and tried to gather your surroundings. You looked around the room, quickly realizing that you’re in Bucky’s bedroom in the Avengers compound, not the HYDRA base. Bucky put a hand on your back, rubbing in circles. You leaned into his touch.

“You’re ok now. You’re safe.” Bucky whispers.

You took a deep breath and nodded, closing your eyes.

“I’m going to get you something to drink, ok?” He says softly.

You quickly grabbed Bucky’s arms before he stood up, holding it with a tight grip.

“I’ll be right back. I promise.” He coos in a whisper.

You whimpered, staring in his blue eyes with your teary eyes. It broke Bucky’s heart to see you like this. He leaned towards you, kissing your forehead.

“Do you want to go to the kitchen with me?” He asks.

You nodded your head yes. Bucky stood up, holding his right hand out to you. You put your hand in his and stood up. Bucky led you to the kitchen, holding your hand the whole time. He set you up at the table and got you something to drink. Steve walked in the kitchen for something to drink a moment later, seeing you and Bucky in there.

“You two are up late.” Steve breaks the silence in the kitchen.

You stood up from the table and went over to Steve, hugging him tightly. Steve immediately hugged you back.

“What’s going on? Are you ok?” He asks.

You shook your head no. Steve looked at Bucky.

“She had a nightmare.” Bucky tells him.

Steve sat you back at the table before taking a seat next to you. Bucky sat in the chair on the other side of you. He put a glass of water in front of you. You tapped your fingers against the glass, staring at the water in the cup.

“Do you want to tell us what the nightmare was about?” Bucky asks softly.

“It’s always the same nightmare.” You mumbled. “HYDRA hurting you.” You say, tearing up.

“Oh, doll…” He whispers, pulling you close to him, kissing the side of your head. “They can’t hurt us anymore.” He murmurs.

Steve put a comforting hand on your shoulder. You turned your head towards Steve, laying your head against Bucky’s chest.

“I can’t imagine what you two went through, but none of that should’ve happened to you guys.” Steve says sympathetically.

You gave Steve a soft smile. You turned to Bucky, leaning up to kiss his lips softly. You then reached a hand out to hold Steve’s hand.

“I love you guys.” You say softly.

“We love you too.” They say in unison.

“You love me more, right?” Bucky jokingly says, making you giggle.

It warmed Bucky’s heart to hear you giggle. It warmed Steve’s heart too. It made both Super Soldiers smile.

“You know I do, sweetie.” You smiled up at your husband.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Try, Try, Try 1

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics including adultery and trying to conceive. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: husband!Andy Barber, friend!Thor

masterlist - to be added

Summary: your husband puts high expectations on you but you don't think you'll ever be enough for him.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

A single line. Negative. You cringe as you hold the plastic stick over the bin in disappointment. There’s a knock at the door. 

“Well,” Andy’s voice rumbles through. 

You drop the test into the garbage and exhale softly, “not this time.” 

You crank on the faucet and rinse off your hands. The door opens from the other side and Andy meets your eye in the mirror. You can see the same disappointment in him. He even looks angry. 

“You been taking your vitamins?” He asks. 

“Yeah,” you nod to the pillow box, each day a separate compartment, filled with the multicolor tablets. “I’m off coffee finally. No drinking. I gave Lisa a bunch of wine.” 

Your husband sighs, “you were ovulating. You said so.” 

“Andy,” you shrug. “It just takes time.” 

“Three years,” he says. “Yeah, a long time.” 

You wince at his disapproval. You shut off the tap and dry your hands. “I know. I’m trying.” 

“We’re both trying,” he insists. “Even on the days I’m tired, from working, when all I wanna do is nothing, I try. All according to your calendar. Are you sure you’re doing it right?” 

“What?” You face him. “Yeah, it’s an app and the tests--” 

“I don’t know. Maybe you aren’t trying as hard as me. Or maybe you’re hiding something.” 

His accusation is like a slap in the face. You blink furiously and shake your head, “what are you saying?” 

“You went to the OBGYN last week. How do I know you didn’t get pills? Or an insert?” 

“Huh?” You grimace. You got your IUD out the month before the wedding; because he asked. It wasn’t fun or easy. “Why--” 

“Cold feet? I mean, you leave dishes in the sink, maybe you’re not ready for a kid.” 

Your lashes flutter as your eyes burn. You leave a glass or two in the sink but the place isn’t a sty. You heave and swallow down the hurt. He’s frustrated. That’s it. 

“I’m ready. I’ve been just as ready as you,” you croak. 

“Hm, well, maybe you should book another appointment. Get a referral and figure out what’s wrong with you.” 

“What’s wrong--” 

“There are options. In vitro. Surrogate,” he crosses his arms and leans on the door frame, “I’m not getting any younger. Neither are you.” 

You want to say that it could be him. That you’re not necessarily the problem but you can’t be entirely sure of that. You sniffle, “Andy, I want it just as bad. I understand that it’s hard but you don’t have to be mean.” 

“Cecilia and Mark started trying last year and she’s about to pop,” he retorts. “And Timothy, he’s older than I am and he’s got twins.” 

“Andy,” you plead. “You’re acting like this is some conspiracy.” 

He looks away as if to suggest that’s possible. You stagger with hurt. His mom always accused you of being a gold digger. Does he believe you? He’s the one who told you to quit your job and stay home. 

He clears his throat and his eyes flick over sharply, “almost forgot. Found a cooking course for you. Down at the Elmwood.” 

“A cooking... what?” 

“Mom suggested it. Said it could help with everything. Make it more manageable if you know what you’re doing.” He drops his hands to his hips. 

“But... you like my cooking.” 

“Honey, you cook out of cans and the freezer. It’s something but if we’re going to have a little one, you need to start making more organic meals. Processed foods are awful, especially if you’re going to be breastfeeding,” he girds. 

Your heart sinks even further. You just can’t do anything right. Not since he put that ring on your finger. You’ve let him down in so many ways. You can’t give him a baby, you can’t cook what he likes, and last night he said you were too dry. Not your fault when he doesn’t offer any foreplay. 

“It will be fun too,” he offers. “I’m sure you’ll make some friends. Maybe some who can give you good advice... moms.” 

You restrain the flinch and nod. “Sure, probably will be. I guess... learning new things is good.” 

“Sure it will be, honey,” he shoves away from the wall and comes closer. “Look, it’s not that bad, alright?” He brushes his hand over your hip and along your lower back. He turns you to face him, “we can try again. Before work?” 

He pulls you against him and you have to resist tearing away. You’re not mad. You’re hurt. Why can’t he ever tell you what you do right? 

“Sure,” you run your hands up his white tee shirt. 

“Mm, when’s the last time we were spontaneous?” He purrs as his attitude shifts entirely. “Come on, get on the counter. Just like old times.” 

Your cheeks sear at the memory. When you were his law clerk, it was so exciting. Your little rendezvous, the under the desk fun. Now it’s so much pressure. Now he really feels like your boss. 

He backs you up and you brace the counter. He helps you up and pushes between your knees. You gasp as he steps between them and pulls down the straps of your nightie. A shiver speckles goosebumps across your chest as he bends to bury his face. 

You clasp the back of his head as he fondles one tit in his hand and latches onto the other. He groans as he teethes at you and sucks as he pulls back, stretching your nipple until it pops free. He looks up at you and purrs. 

“You know, when you’re expecting, those are gonna be bigger,” he stands and you hide your disappointment. No foreplay. Again. “I can’t wait.” 

He spreads your knees and pulls you so your pelvis is curled. He pushes down the elastic of his boxers as he slides you closer to the edge. He grabs your shoulder, pushing you back against the mirror as he guides himself along your cunt. 

He growls as he pushes inside of you, rocking until he finds his way in. He grunts and snaps his hips as you whine. It scrapes dryly as you’re unprepared for his suddenness. You brace his forearm and grit down on the pain. 

“You’re dry again,” he snarls and thrusts. 

You rasp, “sorry, I’m trying.” 

You reach down to your clit and he swats your hand away. He snags your wrists and brings them above your head. He pins them to the mirror and rams in harder. You whimper and curl your legs around him. 

“Ah, Andy--” 

“Yeah, you like it, don’t you? Like how big I am?” He pounds into you without patient. “Want me to fill you up, don’t you?” 

You gulp and gasp around his raw intrusion. He squeezes your wrists until your fingers throb and you notice how he watches himself in the mirror, almost entirely unconcerned with your presence. You turn your head down and bite your lip as he uses you. You just need him to get off and then you can go cook him a breakfast he won’t he even like. 

[avengerscompound]

Chris Evans as Steve Rogers AVENGERS: ENDGAME

[sarcastictonystark]

A great example of why surrounding yourself exclusively with yes men is a terrible idea. It looks like it was designed by a five-year-old that's not getting enough attention at home and if I don't stop myself now I'll keep going all night.

[missmarveledsblog]

It's just pretend, right? (Bucky Barnes x reader) part 10

Summary: when risking it all could be the biggest gamble of her life, she is ready to put her life on the line to save the person who made her life hell and now she may be fighting to keep it

warning: violence, angst (sorry ) this is written on my phone so there will be errors ( pretend you dont see them )

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The buzz of the phone , the vibration louder on the would of her bedside table making her toss and turn . still half asleep she hit answer not even looking through her barely focus vision , til she heard it , the terrified voice of her cousin screaming for her to help and save her . that made her eyes widen , any trace of sleep to evaporate  completely. 

 “ what you mean they got you how” 

“ i needed air   , i saw them outside the store and i panick oh god there gonna kill me” she cried out . “ im sorry for everything ok and tell my family…” 

“ hey calm down ok ill get you out of there” only for a loud thud that made her heart sink .

“ she cant talk right now but if you wanna see her again you come to  this location  or the next time you see you cousin will be in a grave”. 

“ if you hurt her i will make you a human marshmallow” she growled. 

  “ come alone if i see any avengers i will shoot her” . 

she knew she shouldn't agree with these people , to call the team and  do it the right way and yet that part of her that couldn't risk it , couldn't risk the thought of her cousin being in such danger because of her.

“ Just give me the location , i'll be there soon” she sighed looking at the bedroom window , knowing the blindspots that would get her off this ranch.  knowing the risks  she stood let out a breath  leaving a note on the desk and  made her way out the window. 

He couldn't stop smiling , couldn't stop the happiness buzzing  and radiating through his skin. he finally had the girl , he finally found the peace that was in the rubble of his life . she loved him , actually loved him , scars and all. He wanted to do so much , when this was over he was going to  show her in every way he could .  all the places he wanted to take her , make so many new memories with the woman he loved  that there would be no space for the old ones  that haunted him daily .  opening the bedroom it was like that  happiness turned to something else , something familiar as he checked around  seeing her bedroom empty. the note on the desk just said “sorry I'll  make this right” .  that sinking gut feeling that made him run from the room only to see everyone faces looking worried concern , the wailing of someone down the hall . 

“ Emma is gone , the agent seem her dragged into a van” nat explained. now  the note made sense , made it say more than what was written on the page. 

“ y/n is gone too “ he threw the note on the table .  “ she gone , she gone to help that ungrateful brat” he growled putting his fist through the wall before  heading to the front door .  everything felt too hot  , everything was moving too slow. They needed to bow before it was too late , before everything that made him happy would be taken too . 

Nothing could or would stop her at that moment. Not that feeling in her gut that told her to go back , not the fact that the one she was going to rescue wouldn't do the same for her. She was well aware if the tables was turned emma would of  hung up the moment she heard kitty voice without a second thought. it wasnt to be the better person though , it wasnt to show her cousin that she was better than  her because the truth in the reality of it all kitty loved her cousin . she hated the person she was and the vanity of her shallow mind but she loved her family.  even the cruel member who made her feel less than it was hard , she loved them still and she knew that if she didn't do this it would break her mother and grandmother's heart. So despite everything that told her not to do this , she wasn't listening to that little voice not until she had her cousin out of danger even if it meant putting her in the direct fire . there it was the windowless van driving slowly towards her  , the occupant that sat front and center.   pulling to a stop short distance as a couple of the agents got out of the back guns drawn looking around before she felt the sharp pain hit her shoulder , the feeling making her fall back slightly holding her shoulder to feel the warm liquid coming out . 

“ what the fuck “ she gritted. 

“ making sure you're really alone get in the van” the agent scoffed eyes darting around high alert , they all were . 

“  windowless van wow , surprised you didn't offer me candy “ she walked over one grabbing her  , scanning her body with a device while another one slapped cuffs on her dragging her  into the van .   watching the door close and the feeling of the van move .  she went to move like they anticipated a fight she felt a pinch in her neck.  things in the van swaying , agents seemly doubled and when she opened her mouth no words would come out.  moving was like she was held  down but no one was touching her in the blurred vision they looked amused. 

“ fucked .. fuckers “  slurred and drowsy the words fell and as did she everything went black . 

He stood , anxious and almost nervous pacing . watching the dark abyss that  was in front of him. Then he saw the van approaching. All the tense feelings didn't go in fact it was like they were heightened looking around the surrounding area almost waiting for something to happen.  The agent pulled up , opening the van and Rumlow watched them drag her into the building.  he watched them dragging her to the cell and the sounds of the brat screaming. 

“what did you do to her” the word made him scoff she had some balls to play concerned now especially after what she did.  

heading to his office  ready to inform his bosses they got what they needed and maybe get rid of the prisoner but  suddenly he had a plan if the serums worked on one woman well maybe they could  have two instead of one.  

the night was starting to fade into morning he could feel his chest tight like since she left ,  He couldn't breathe. He hated that he knew why she did it and other possibilities of why.  he couldn't ask himself why she didn’t  tell him because he knew the type of person she was , she knew his past he told her everything one night when everything  felt too much . So he knew she wouldn't bring him with her incase he got caught . he hated that now  but that was a lie , he could never hate her  even if he tried but he did hate all the people  in this world that could hurt her and the main one were hydra if he could activate the winter soldier he would give the man the mission to destroy anything and everything that was hydra .  He wanted to protect her and now he felt he failed.  the not knowing , the fact of her being out there alone  capable or not  there was a chance that she could be hurt and a worse chance of not seeing her again . 

“ hey jerk wanna come in so we can get you dame back” steve stood although smiling it was convincing neither of them .

“ I failed her. I should have stayed in that room lest she wouldn't be alone .. i could have helped “ he finally looked up at his friend and that broken expression written all over his face . he had just gotten her , he had her and now she was gone. they took her , not directly but  she was gone because of them  . hydra found a way to hurt him all over again  , he wasn't  gonna let them get away with it this time. 

“ what the plan punk” . 

Everything felt slower, the groans slipping from her lips , the way her body moved but not the pain that was instant and fast . That was almost instant making her yelp as she got up,  her vision taking time to adjust to her surroundings or the lack of .  it was cold  , almost icy cold  and the smell of damp and dirt filling her nostril as she shook her head slightly trying to get her senses straight .  The slight whimpered cries heard turning to see emma at her side , shirt torn and wrapped over the wounded shoulder. 

“ can you not cry its what they want sick fucks feed on fear” she rasped her throat dry in her throat  those water powers would be a real threat right about now that was for sure. 

“ oh thank fuck  do you witchy thing” emma scrabbled to her feet almost excited. 

“ kinda cant with the cuffs , now wanna tell me how you really got trapped her?” she asked.

“ oh i can tell you kitty is it ?” the voice called . 

“  dont listen to him  , they took me and locked me in here” emma defend almost yelling offended at the man .

“ Brock rumlow dude can't you stay dead i mean the paperwork is honestly  is too much” kitty stumbled to her feet. 

“ you and you pathetic team can't kill me  but then again when your own family sells you out i can see why you're scrounging for the avengers affection “ he laughed.  

“ i don't scrounge for anyones attention and i kinda guess she would so you don't need to think you one upped me  but let be real her you melt marsh mellow you  scrounge and beg for that appreciation even at shield , even under hydra guise you wanted to be steves golden little agent “she laughed making his hands grip to the bars of the cell.  “ don't worry you'll  see him soon, and the rest of the team oh good luck because when they get me out of this cell and these cuff i will make sure you wont come back this time “ she stalked forward gripping his hand pulling it into the cell slamming his head on the bar . 

“ you fucking bitch “ he spat  , mouth practically foaming to get at her . the cell door flung open as he went to dive at her  only for her to kick the  man in the gut . 

“ pick on someone your own size “ she heard looking back to see eli. 

“ the hell you doing here “ she growled .

“ I got a new job look , let's talk about it after … of course you're  here” he rolled his eyes at the girls .  before she could talk she felt a hand on her throat pushing her against the wall squeezing tightly only  she felt that surge even with the inhibitors on it was pushing through  , her nail digging in the tough scared skin while her lungs fault for oxygen , tear filling her eyes in her blurred  vision she could see two people  sure weren’t exactly the biggest fans of her trying to get her out of his grasp. Other agents came  pulling them  and throwing Emma to the floor while eli was fighting back . like everything went mute and in all the chaos of it all that power was still building  until it couldn't and a ripple surgence spread sending brock rumlow to the ground knocking him and the agent anyone in that cell to the ground as the vine wrapped around each agent holding them firmly in place.  The broken metal fell to the ground as she fell, sucking in as much oxygen she could gather. What she did not expect in it was the burning pain in her stomach looking down to her shirt seeing the dark material spreading .  the knife that still  stuck in her gut as she stumbled forward feeling the two holding her up heading out the cell and loud bang followed one side feeling lighter turning to see eli hitting the floor . 

“ stay there or the cousin is next “ rumlow panted gun in hand  .  standing forth not listening to the man hearing the bang her palm moved vine like wall thicker than concrete almost as the two girl  one severely shaken .

 “ im sorry” it was small  , it was truthful but she was just too tired , in pain to listen . 

“ Let go” was all she said, her  stomach , shoulder and neck all in pain and the draining of her new power two heading  out of the building . the dense and thick forest that surrounded them knowing it wasn't going to be easy but it would be easier than their grip .   the fresh air hitting her skin she trudged on the tiredness filling her up but the push to continue  heading to the  woods she heard the whistle in the distance but she also heard the footsteps behind . 

“ I need to run , keep running straight, GO NOW “ she yelled, not giving her cousin a chance before turning to see the hydra agents coming forth . “Go Emma “ she said softer before stumbling forward ready to face the agents. 

“ guess talkings out of the question huh? “ the exhausted smile on her lips  as they showed their weapons . 

She knew she was a coward the moment she ran ,  but she knew y/n  wouldn't have just let her run for no reason  . the greenery all seemed to blur altogether , the crunch of the leaves and foliage under feet nearly causing her to fall . til she did this time arms wrapped around her causing her to scream and arm flying around trying to stop the person from catching her. 

“ it ok it ok it us , it me natasha “ . 

“ y/n where is she “  it wasn't comforting , it was almost venomous . 

“ she back there , they came and she made me run  shes hurt bad im sorry im sorry  “ she began sobbing only for nat to bring her to someone else and team taking off . 

“ cho on stand by” fury called into the comms as the run race to the scene , each step closer worry sank it pushed in that made them run faster it was quiet too quiet the closer they got  .  when they did nothing prepared them for the scene . agent of hydra tied in vines around the area and she lay on the ground covered in blood so still .

almost falling at her side coming to an abrupt stop . 

“ hey doll come on , come on wake up .. hey there you go “ he smiled yet the tears fell down his cheek. 

“bu-bucky ,  it you right , like really you?” 

“ its me baby im here , teams here we came to get you but seems like we wasted our time huh you got this all covered cause of course you do “ . 

“ emma ok  i heard the whistle “ she smiled all though her body felt heavy and even words felt to tiring to speak . “  rumlows in side tell steve next time he thinks someones dead to check for a body “ she coughed making her face scrunch in pain ,  i love you all you know that and my family “ she began crying. 

“ hey you can tell em that yourself … doll come on  open your eyes , Y/N COME ON OPEN YOUR EYES “  . 

“ barnes give her to me come on i need to get her to choi” tony voice broke , his own eyes tearing looking down he didn’t even know if they could save her.  picking her up she felt  cold   , she felt lifeless  as he flew off . 

Bucky eye went straight to the building , the building with the man who done it .  the first step he felt himself pulled back  and the rage coursing through his vein to finish it once and for all . 

“ she need you man go to y/n we got these guys take nat and yelena with you “ steve once more like always being the man of reason and sense  and  again was right. 

 in the moment of taking her in his arms  and flying off he had her in the hospital within minutes  on a gurney  and into an operating room as doctor Choi joined  . The chance was low. He had Friday check her over  to say it and the look of worry on everyone's face before she was in that operating room , he was waiting for them to tell him the bad news . every minute  he paced felt like hours hearing the murmurs of passing by staff and patients .    he barely even registered his team approaching or her family  until bruce snapped his fingers in his face. 

“ She is in surgery “ he coughed hiding the worry in his tone . 

 “ is she .. was she awake “ her mother asked voice trembling. 

“ she tough , she gonna make it through it … she is right tell them right” izzy stormed over. “ tell em “ voice a lot more quiet . 

“ i dont know” tony sighed before walking off leaving the stone cold reality looming.  

“ my baby, my sweet little girl “ her mother sobbed as the rest of the family stood crying or completely in shock.  all eyes looking to the door  fear of an unknown outcome lingering in it wake . 

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[marvelavengerspovs1]

Winter Wolf Ch. 5

Winter Wolf Masterlist

Warnings: mentions of Y/N, mentions of violence

Length: 1055

I do not give consent for my work to be translated, copied, or sold!

You open your eyes and see smoke and dust. You try to think about what happened before you were knocked out but can't remember. An explosion went off, but you had no idea what happened leading up to it. You suddenly hear your name.

"Y/N, are you ok?" Bucky asks.

He walks to where you are, his gun pulled out and being cautious.

You pick yourself up and dust off the dirt. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Bucky puts his gun down for a second before pulling you in for a hug. "Bucky, everyone will see us."

"I don't care right now." He kisses your temple before stepping back.

"What happened?" You ask while looking around.

The dust has mostly settled and you can see the compound. You were blown out of the building. You can see the meeting room you were in previously was surprisingly mostly intact.

"You don't remember?" You shake your head. "Ok, we can talk about it later. We need to get the rest of the team."

You and Bucky run into the building through the hole. As much as you want to use the elevator, you know better. You're pretty sure that the rest of the team already knows that something is going on but you still have to alert them.

You run up a flight of stairs and turn into the weapon and suit floor. You already see everyone getting ready.

"What happened?" Natasha asks.

"I don't know. All I know is that we are under attack."

"Tony is already out there," Bucky tells the rest of the team.

"Bruce and Thor just went out there so Tony isn't alone," Steve says.

You quickly go to your locker and grab your suit to quickly change into. You could fight in your workout clothes but your suit allows you to carry more weapons.

Bucky goes to the locker right next to you and opens it. He grabs his suit as well and puts it on.

Everyone has already left so it is just you and Bucky. You look at him as he takes off his shirt.

"You're hot."

"Now is not the time Doll," Bucky chuckles.

You shrug and give him a quick kiss on the lips. "Hurry up old man. The fight is going to be over by the time you're done getting ready."

Bucky rolls his eyes before pulling you in by your waist and kisses you. You place your hands on his chest and kiss him back. You pull away and pat his chest.

"Let go. We can't have anyone being suspicious."

"Tony already knows," Bucky points out.

"Still, I don't want them to be the only ones fighting. And I want to tell them, not Tony."

Bucky lets you go and you pull away. You send him one last smile before running out of the room.

You get outside and see everyone fighting. Hulk came out and is smashing everything in sight. You can see Tony flying around in his suit, looking for more of the invaders. Natasha and Clint are on top of the compound, using the height advantage to help the team. Wanda, Vision, and Sam are also flying around and using the height to their advantage.

"Can someone come and get me?" You ask through the comms.

"Look to your left."

You look and see Sam coming at you. You start running and you jump. Sam catches your arm and you are both in the air.

"Right there!" You yell.

"Don't yell! I can hear your screeching voice through the comms and in my other ear!" Sam complains.

"Shut up Eagle boy!" You roll your eyes as Sam starts to lower you.

You drop and roll, landing on your left knee and right foot. You get up and start attacking the people in front of you.

You throw punch after punch, kick after kick, and dodge most of their attacks. 

One of the guys comes up to you and knocks you in the back of the head. You fall face first and groan.

"I need to stop getting hit in the head." You mutter to yourself, placing your hand where it is throbbing most.

You roll over and your eyes widen. The guy has a knife and is aiming it at you. You raise your hands to block the knife when he falls on top of you.

You look to your left and see Bucky holding a gun up. "I got you, Doll."

You throw the guy off of you and Bucky rushes to help you up.

"You need to stop getting hit in the head." He looks at you.

You laugh and shake your head. "Not a chance old man."

Bucky grimaces. "Do not call me that. That is so weird."

You laugh again. "Got it. Grandpa."

Bucky rolls his eyes before raising his arm to shoot an oncoming attacker. He doesn't even have to look.

"I was serious before. You're hot." You tell him.

Bucky rolls his eyes again, but a smile is on his face this time. "Let's go, Doll."

You and Bucky run into the middle of what used to be the track. Everyone is making sure that you guys would still have a compound by the end of the day.

"I kind of wish I had a 9-5!" You yelled as you knocked a guy out.

"No, you don't!" You hear Natasha yell.

She was right. While a 9-5 would be less stressful and pay bills, you love what you do. You love being able to help innocent people who cannot defend themselves, you love that the Avengers were not only your friends but family.

You turn around to take on another attacker. Once he's down, you feel a presence behind you. You pull a knife from your belt and throw it over your shoulder before turning around. 

"Whoa, Doll!" Bucky catches the knife and hands it back to you.

"Sorry, Buck."

"It's alright, you didn't know. Nice reflexes though." You smile at him.

You look around and don't see anyone coming after you.

"Is it over?" You ask through the comms.

"Friday is checking for any stragglers," Tony says.

After a few minutes, you get the all-clear from Tony.

"Meeting room, now!" Tony says.

No one objects and heads for the meeting room without a change of clothes.

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[asgardswinter]

Wade is all of us

[waltermis]

I miss them 🥹🥲

[eufezco]

LIKE THE FIRST TIME

it has been a long time since you and logan had sex. you should show him that despite everything he hated about himself, you still craved him.

logan x afab!reader (smut, angst) + no use of y/n. english isn't my first language (!). gif credit to @/asgardswinter

it was a shitty place where you were living with logan. it was always dirty, no matter how many times you cleaned it, it was noisy, because despite being in the middle of nowhere, the train tracks were very close to it, and it was the least home-like thing in the world. both of you were working your asses off to get out of there as soon as possible.

in your free time, you helped caliban with the housework and took care of old charles xavier while logan spent the whole day out, driving and having to deal with one of the things he hated most in the world, people.

he always came home late, tired, with his whole body aching. some nights you would fall asleep while waiting for him and even though logan asked you to do it, to not to wait up for him, most times you stayed up so just to make sure he arrived safely. you waited for him curled up in bed. when he was a minute late, your heart began to beat faster and you imagined the worst. but then he would come into the room, dragging his feet and with his head bowed down.

—how was your day?

logan grunted as he sat at the foot of your bed, you felt how the mattress sagged with his weight.

—did something happen?

you crawled to him and rested your chin on his shoulder. he let out a sigh of relief when your arms wrapped around his body and you hugged him from the back.

—just a tired fuckin' day, that's all.

you hummed, understanding. —well, now you are home so you can finally relax. would you like something to eat?

logan shook his head as he let it fall back and rest on your shoulder. he just wanted to stay like that a little longer with his body between your legs and his eyes closed. he placed one of his hands over yours resting on his stomach as you hugged him. one of his big hands was enough to cover both of yours.

—i've missed you, lo. i always miss you when you are away.

you placed a kiss on his neck. the first thing he did when he entered the house was to get rid of his shirt, keeping only the white tank top he was wearing underneath. his broad shoulders were at your disposal, his muscular arms and warm skin as well.

logan swallowed when he felt your lips on his neck. you noticed so you placed another kiss there.

—i miss you too. every second i spend away from you, i miss you.

you hummed, your heart gave a small jump of joy. while your love language was words of affirmation and you were always reminding him how much he was loved by you, logan was more of an act of service man. removing makeup from your face when you got home and were too tired to do it yourself, washing your hair and massaging your head when you showered, and leaving your coffee ready when he went to work earlier than you. hearing those words come out of logan's mouth meant the whole world.

your hands traveled down his abdomen until they reached the hem of his tshirt and easily slipped under the fabric. you felt his perfect abs under your fingertips and the hairs growing below his belly button as well. he took a deep breath, it had been so long since the last time he had allowed you to touch him like that.

you took your hands out of his tshirt and moved one of them to his neck to make logan turn his head resting on your shoulder and look at you. you connected your lips with his, his bushy beard pricked your face as you kissed him, but you didn't mind, it had been so long since you and logan had kissed so passionately that you could take it.

your tongue slipped past his lips and logan moaned, allowing his to go inside your mouth as well. you moved on the bed, putting one leg on each side of logan's body and sitting on his lap, all this without stopping kissing for a second. his hands now rested on your lower back, yours were on the back of his head to deepen the kiss.

his cock got rock hard the moment you sat on his thighs and you started to roll your hips timidly against his crotch. you felt his growing bulge rubbing against your clit through the thin fabric of your underwear. god, how bad you needed to feel him.

your hands slid down from his neck, caressing his entire torso, until they reached again the hem of his tshirt. you tried to pull the white tank top over his head, but logan stopped you. his lips parted from yours and he shook his head.

—it's okay. i want you, logan. i promise everything is fine.

you held his cheeks so he would look you in the eyes.

he was getting old, there was nothing left of the young and charming boy you met at charles' academy. his body had changed, his hair and beard were becoming whiter every day, and you were still young and full of light while he was fading away. yet you still loved and desired him, like the first day you craved his body. you found him just as hot, even hotter now, but you didn't want to force him to do something he wasn't going to enjoy.

you kissed him so he could stop worrying. —let me take care of you. i want you, lo, i need to feel you —.you mumbled against his lips. he let out a grunt when he felt you pressing your pussy harder on his bulge.

your hands traveled the same path down his chest one more time until you reached the edge of his tshirt again. you expected him to take your hands off him again but he not only allowed you to keep going but he also lifted his arms so you could pull the white tank top over his head.

—fuck —. you let out in a mix of moan and gasp. his body was breathtaking. your hands were quickly attached to his chest, hairy, hard under your touch, warm, with each of its muscles perfectly defined. abs, pecs, perfect broad and muscular shoulders, and wide strong arms, with veins running from his shoulder down his arms to the back of his hands. you ran your fingers along the thick scars that marked his body. —fuck, you're so hot.

with his hands on your back, logan gently pushed you to keep rubbing yourself against him and you moaned, he was harder if possible and you were so wet that you knew that your panties would be completely soaked. you kissed the crook of his neck while his fists clenched, clutching at the tshirt of his that you were wearing as your pajamas. logan fought against his instinct, against the animalistic way you were making him feel, but his grip became so tight that he ended up ripping the fabric.

—it was one of your favorite tshirts.

—don't care.

and logan kissed your lips as he ended up tearing the fabric completely and threw it on the floor. you grabbed the back of his head when his lips moved down your neck and collarbone. your nipples were already painfully hard when logan cupped one of your tits and wrapped his mouth around your sensitive bud.

all of a sudden you got up from his lap and he had to let your nipple go. he was worried about the way you had moved away from him, had he done something wrong?

now you were standing in the middle of the room, in front of him, only wearing your panties. your body was the most beautiful thing his eyes had ever witnessed, with scars very similar to his, with all those things you hated about yourself. was that how you felt about him? if it had not been for the pain in his whole body he would have fallen off the bed on his knees in front of you.

he huffed a laugh and rolled his eyes once you started swaying your hips from side to side while you slid your underwear down your legs. you laughed too, you felt stupid, but at least you had managed to make him smile. you two weren't the type to do those things, things were always more animalistic, more passionate, rougher. you walked towards him and leaned in to kiss him as your hands worked on the zipper of his jeans.

—you're beautiful —. he whispered.

logan helped you to straddle him again. you held your body over his thanks to your knees on the bed. with one hand you grabbed his hard cock resting impatiently against his stomach. he gasped because of your firm grip and squeezed your hips when you lined it up against your aching entrance.

you lowered yourself just enough for his tip to go in. he let out a deep grunt straight from his chest, you let out all the air you had in your lungs in a moan. you never forgot how big he was, the thickness of his cock, the patch of hair on its base, and the veins running along his shaft, but you did forget about the way it stretched you open, about the sting that his dick going deeper inside you caused.

—careful —. logan mumbled against your lips.

you kept taking him, closing your eyes shut and biting your lower lip, hissing every time you took a centimeter more inside of you. you rested your forehead against his and whined when his cock finally bottomed you. —i need a moment.

logan nodded. one of your hands sneaked in between your bodies and found your clit while his hands lovingly caressed your back. it had been so long since you had sex. logan wouldn't let you touch him, he was disgusted by his own body and he was afraid that you would see him the way he saw himself. that's why that night you decided that you would make him feel so good that he would never doubt the way you felt about him or his body.

you started by slowly rolling your hips as your fingers worked on your clit. his jaw tightened while he felt your body moving with his whole cock inside. his big hands on your hips helped you to move, setting a pace and keeping you from going faster so you wouldn't hurt yourself.

—that's it, take your time —. he said. young logan wouldn't have given you a second to get used to it, he would have fucked you mercilessly and you would have loved every second of it. but now, his eyes were focused on where your bodies became one, enjoying how your pussy adjusted to his size thanks to your fingers rubbing your clit.

he moaned once you lifted your body just a little and then dropped back onto him. you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his lips while you repeated that same move again and again. your cries and his moans mixed in your mouths. all his body jerked every time you lifted yourself a bit more and then sucked his cock completely inside you again.

—you make me feel so good, logan. always have, fuck—. you purred in his ear. his hands, previously resting on your hips, slid all the way to your ass your hands and squeezed it. in those little details you could see how he was gaining confidence, which encouraged you to keep moving without changing your pace. it was slow, passionate, intense and intimate.

between moans and cries, you kept worshiping him, telling him how much you had missed feeling him inside you, how your fingers were no comparison to his cock, how you didn't want to share these moments with anyone other than him. there was no one like him. you didn't care about his scars, his moodiness, the gray of his hair, there would never be another one for you but logan, you did not want another one.

you were close, he could feel it in the way your walls were squeezing his cock and he knew he wouldn't last longer. logan wrapped his arms around your body, pressing you against his hard chest, and your fingers knotted into his hair. he groaned, your little jumps became irregular, your legs began to shake. logan hugged you tighter and sunk his teeth into your shoulder, getting a little choked cry from you.

—cum inside me, lo. fill me up, please, i need it. let me have it, please.

oh god, your words were driving him insane and after how well you had treated him, who was he to deny your wishes?

logan held your body down on his cock as he came, hugging you tighter against him. you buried your head into the crook of his neck, moaning into his skin while your legs shook and your pussy clenched around him. it was too much. as he released himself inside you, his claws came out and trapped you between them and logan's body, you had no escape. he groaned when he felt the pain of the adamantium ripping the skin off his knuckles mixed with all the pleasure of cumming inside you.

—shit —. he immediately put the claws away when he realized. —i haven't hurt you, have i?

you shook your head, still coming down from your high. he exhaled with relief. once you had caught your breath, you straightened your back, still sitting on his lap and feeling his cock getting soft inside you. you brought his hands to the front.

—are you okay? that probably hurt —. you caressed his knuckles.

—felt too good to even think about it.

you smiled proudly and kissed him. when you broke away, he noticed the mark of his teeth on the skin of your shoulder. —'m so sorry, fuck.

—don't be. i wish you had bitten me harder.

he shook his head, keeping himself from laughing. —you're a freak.

[bondedcloud]

The Marvels

“Oh captain, my captain”.

Still can’t get over with their chemistry and I miss them already !!

[vivwritesfics]

Marshmallow

Her bed is too comfy for Bucky. But she has a solution

Fluff, fluff, so much fluff - but also I haven't written for this man in so long, it was like coming home

Her bed was like a marshmallow. Now, to most, this was no bad thing. But Bucky Barnes wasn't most. He was a soldier, Sergeant James Barnes. He wasn't used to comfort.

They'd met in such a normal way for a super soldier. Bucky had been trying to date, he'd been trying for so long after… everything, that he'd given up hope.

But there she was, reaching for a coffee that wasn't hers because she was too tired to proper comprehend it.

Her own name was called just after (Bucky definitely hasn't been listening while she ordered her own coffee, who said that?) and Bucky picked up her coffee and carried it to the outside table she'd been sitting at. There she was, ready to lift his coffee to her own lips.

“I think you've got mine,” he said with a warm smile as he showed her her own name written on the side of her cup.

She paused, pulled the coffee away from her mouth and looked at the name on the cup. Her head fell forward, embarrassment written on her face. “And my name isn't Bucky,” she said and pushed the cup of coffee towards him. “What kinda a name is that, anyway? I've never met a Bucky before.”

“It's a nickname,” he began as he slipped into the seat opposite her and placed her coffee down in front of her. He held out his flesh hand. “The name's James.”

“How do you get Bucky from James?”

Things progressed from there. Conversation was easy, in a way it hadn't been on any of his other dates and, by the end of the night, he was asking her to dinner.

It was dinner. And then a movie date. And then the library. Picnic in the park, nature walks, they did it all.

The first time Bucky stayed over (which took some convincing. They'd been seeing each other for three weeks and she'd determined that, after watching movies on her couch, it was too late for him to travel through the city back home), he'd just laid awake, sleep unwilling to find him.

He couldn't sleep, anyway. Not with her sleeping on his flesh arm. He played with her hair, touch gentle to not wake her. A little while before he met her, he would have seen a monster as his vibranium fingers played with her hair.

It kept happening. It was almost like Bucky couldn't stay away. And, every time he slept in her bed, she ended up sleeping against him in some capacity. Laying on his arm, head against his chest, holding his hand as it was wrapped around her middle.

He'd get used to it, he told himself. Lay there long enough and he'd fall asleep eventually.

Well, that wasn't how it was panning out. Bucky remained away, plastering a smile on his exhausted face the next morning so that she wouldn't worry about it. For now, it was working. For now, he was happy to wear that smile while they drank coffee on her couch, her feet in his lap.

It was his third night in her bed and Bucky was exhausted. Maybe this was the point where he could finally fall asleep beside her, holding her close.

But no, that wasn't the case. Of course it wasn't, Bucky never got that lucky.

She'd started the night laying on his chest, lips parted as soft snores left her lips. Bucky had his arm around her, keeping her close as he shut his eyes and tried to force himself into sleeping (which we know didn't work).

She rolled away from him in her sleep, releasing him completely. Bucky stayed there, laying on his back as he looked at her. She looked so pretty when she slept, and he couldn't stop himself from being jealous.

Pushing himself up, Bucky sucked in a breath. He rubbed his hand over his face, momentarily shutting his tired eyes. Even with his eyes shut, it offered him no rest.

It was, well, bullshit.

As carefully as he could, Bucky climbed out of the bed. He tried to leave the sheets undisturbed, to keep her asleep. But there was little he could do to stop himself from reaching over and kissing her cheek.

He left the room after that, feet quiet and carefully as they carried his heavy, muscled body away. He pulled the door as close to shut as he could without it clicking shut.

Loose in the apartment, Bucky didn't know what to do with himself. He got himself something to drink and just looked through the fridge. He sat on the couch, patting his thick, muscled thigh as he silently flipped through channels.

But there wasn't much he could do. Part of him debated laying on the floor and attempting to sleep, but he couldn't. Not when she was in the next room, probably searching for his warmth.

Through his boredom, Bucky remained quiet. He couldn't imagine anything worse than waking her up, not when she was sleeping so peacefully.

Except she wasn't sleeping peacefully. It was the absence of him that woke her. She knew something was wrong, she just couldn't place it. But then she woke up and Bucky was gone. That was what was wrong.

Wrapping a blanket around her shoulders and slipping her feet into her slippers, she walked out of the bedroom.

“Buck?” She called, voice groggy as she walked towards the couch. He turned his head, watching as she made her way to him and climbed up onto the couch. Throwing one leg over his, she seated herself on his lap and wrapped her arms around him. “What're you doing out here?”

His hands were on her hips as he looked at her. “Couldn't sleep,” he replied and pulled her towards him.

The kiss he placed against her lips was soft, sweet, slight beard scratching against her cheek as he moved towards her neck.

“I missed you,” she replied as she settled against him.

Suddenly, Bucky's lips stopped moving against her neck. He released a sigh and pulled back to look at her tired face. “Do you wanna know why I haven't taken you back to my place yet?” He asked and she nodded her head, fingers dancing across his chest in a soothing manner. “It's because I don't have a bed.”

“You don't have a bed?” She asked, looking up into his blue eyes.

He shook his head. “No, doll, I don't have a bed,” he repeated, his own fingers moving up and down her sides. It wasn't ticklish. No, it had her damn near falling asleep. “I tried to sleep on a bed, got an expensive one for my apartment. Had it for a week before I got rid of it. When I tried laying on the floor, I actually got to sleep.”

Suddenly, she was standing. She grabbed two pillows from the sofa, held them against her chest and grabbed his hand. “C'mon,” she said and led him over to the empty corner of the room.

Throwing the pillows down, she sat and laid the blanket down on top of her. She patted the space beside her, looking up at her with her pretty eyes.

Bucky sat beside her. She pulled the blankets over his legs and then pushed his back against the pillow. “Doll,” he began as she rolled over, resuming her position from earlier. “You don't have to do this.”

“I want to,” she replied and kissed his shoulder.

“But you back-”

And then she was hushing him, shutting him up with a kiss. “Let me do this for you. Besides, if things get uncomfortable I can always lay on you, right?”

“Right.”

She settled down against him, eyes shutting. But seconds later, Bucky had her in his grasp. He rolled her over until she was laying on top of him and kissed the top of her head. “There,” he said against her hair. “That's better.”

And, that night, Bucky Barnes fell asleep.

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Where can I sign up? Shshsh

First Kiss Since 1945 » Steve Rogers/Captain America

Pairings: Steve Rogers x SHIELD Agent!Reader with Natasha Romanoff

Summary: Y/N is Steve’s first kiss since 1945.

Warnings: Fluff, language, kissing, pet names (sweetheart, baby)

Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

“Wait a minute. So you’re telling me that the guy who you threw your shield at has a metal arm?” You say, walking next to Steve.

“Yes.” Steve says.

“That’s fucking cool.” You say.

You’re a new SHIELD Agent and you were just tagging along with Steve and Natasha. This is most you’ve talked to Steve since you started working for SHIELD.

“So what is it we’re doing again?” You asked.

“We’re trying to figure out what’s on this hard drive Fury gave me.” Steve says.

“Oh ok.” You say.

When the three of you walked into a computer store, Natasha took the hard drive from Steve and put it in the laptop to see what was on it.

“Is there anything I can help you folks with?” A employee asks.

“Uhh…” Steve says, trying to come up with an answer.

“Me and my fiancée asked our friend to help us look up honeymoon locations.” You say with a smile.

Steve smiles and wraps his arm around your waist to make it look believable.

“Congratulations! Where are you two thinking about going?” He asks.

“Uhh…” Steve takes a quick glance at the laptop screen. “New Jersey.” He answers.

“My family has a cabin there and we thought it would be nice to go somewhere quiet and peaceful. Isn’t that right, baby?” You say, looking up at Steve with a smile.

“That’s right, sweetheart.” Steve says.

“Well, I hope you guys enjoy your honeymoon. Let me know if you need anything.” The employee says before walking away.

You and Steve let out a breath that you guys didn’t even know you were holding. Steve’s arm left your waist and went back to his side.

“So you two are engaged and I’m helping you guys look for a honeymoon location?” Natasha says, teasingly.

“That was the first thing that came to my mind!” You say, slightly embarrassed.

Natasha chuckled and took the hard drive out of the laptop.

“Let’s go.” She says.

You guys walked out of the store and got on an escalator.

“Uh oh.” Natasha says.

“What?” Steve asks.

“HYDRA Agent.” She says, nodding her head towards the other side of the escalator.

You and Steve looked over and seen a HYDRA. Your guys’ eyes widened in panic.

“What do we do?” You asked.

“Kiss.” She says.

“What?” Steve says.

“Public Display of Affection makes people uncomfortable.” She says.

“I know that, but who’s kissing who?” You asked.

“We don’t have time for this.” Natasha says more to herself.

She put her hands on the back of yours and Steve’s heads and pushed your heads together to get you two to kiss. Both of you were caught by surprise. Steve placed his hands on your waist to make the kiss look real. Natasha ducked down, hiding on the side of you two. The HYDRA agent looked over to see you and Steve kissing and looked away.

“He’s gone. You guys can come up for air.” Natasha says.

You and Steve pulled away from each other, staring into each other’s eyes.

“Uhh Steve…” You say.

“Yes?” He says.

“Your hands.” You say.

“Oh right, sorry.” He says, taking his hands off of your waist.

The three of you walked in silence after you guys got off of the escalator and found a car.

“Doesn’t this count as stealing a car?” You asked, looking at Steve.

“We didn’t steal a car. We’re simply borrowing it.” Steve explains. “And get your feet off the dash.” He gently swats at your legs.

You giggled and took your feet off the dash.

“I’m sorry, but I have to ask. Was I your first kiss since 1945?” You asked.

“Yes.” He says, slightly embarrassed.

“What was it like to kiss Captain America?” Natasha asks, leaning in between the front seats.

“He’s a good kisser.” You say, looking back at her.

“You guys do know that I’m right here.” Steve says making you and Natasha giggle.

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

-Bucky’s Doll

[frontmansdefender]

Gonna tell my kids these are their great grandparents during World War II

[avengerscompound]

Robert Downey Jr as Tony Stark CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s child

Tony Stark x child!reader

warnings: alcohol ment,

a/n: so i just really think that the concept of tony having the party kid as opposed to nerdy avenger kid would be a really cool idea to explore teehee. most of this does actually take place pre-avengers tho!!

prompt:

you we’re quite the exhausting kid

“is this really how it felt to raise me?” -tony

many of nights he’d find your bed empty, you’d snuck out to go have your fun as teenagers do

“yeah, boss, i imagine it was” -happy

you always showed back up in one piece (like him) and besides a little slap on the wrist you didn’t get much discipline

actually, it usually went like:

“so, where did you go off to last night?” -tony

“a party” -you

“really? didn’t want to loop me in before you snuck out…again?”

“last time i told you about a party you showed up!”

“uh—yeah, but it’s not like i went all dad on you and dragged you away or anything”

“yeah, you joined the party and offered to buy teenagers more booze”

“hey, they all loved you after that! and they couldn’t get enough of my classic dance moves” -tony, jokingly doing the sprinkler with one arm “but seriously, let me know next time”

“we’ll see about that” -you

^the above conversion went about the same every time

sometimes for entertainment purposes you’d try a little harder, throw a few pillows under the covers to make it look like you were still home to put a smile on tony’s face

“aw, y/n reminds me so much of me” -tony

tony was still partying at this point so you’d flip the script on him from time to time

“you were out late” -you

“what are you, a cop? leave me alone. actually, can you get me some aspirin and water?” -tony

“sure, one or two” -you

“make it three” -tony

he would nurse your occasional hangovers (what a great dad!)

okay, he didn’t always know when you were gone. he was busy a lot of the time with his own business and extracurriculars so you guys did just kinda do your own thing for certain stretches of time

honestly you could be a bit of a klepto in the best of ways

but only to tony and only for fun

“oh, great, where’s my car?” -tony

“which one?” -pepper

“the black one!” -tony

“be more specific” -pepper

“the only one missing from my garage!” -tony

“yeah, i know, just wanted to give you some more time to think about it” -pepper

“i changed the code on the lockbox like, five times this week. did they hotwire it?” -tony

“we are talking about your kid, right? pretty sure they just hacked it” -pepper

“i am…so proud” -tony

you MAY have gotten a few close calls with authorities, but nothing tony couldn’t handle

and up until tony’s accident, the phrase “you’re going to give me a heart attack” was silly and endearing

“you might actually give me a heart attack, y/n, give a guy some warning or just say please for god’s sake” -tony, now comes with an arc reactor in his chest

“sorry” -you

“what—huh—didn’t hear ya, wanna say that a little louder?” -tony, very sarcastically

i tell ya when he got that armor u couldn’t tell if u were gonna flip out at him or invite him to a party

or steal it for…you didn’t even know what

but tony was 3 steps ahead of you when all this came to be

and you weren’t very interested in weapons, still just parties and dumb fun for you

“dad, i dont wanna be a nerd, will you just let me go out?” -you

“come on! just help me in the lab a few hours, what’s it gonna hurt?” -tony

“my social status” -you

“might i remind you you’re a stark? i think you’ll live if you miss one party” -tony

“you’d be surprised” -you

“hey, i almost died! give your old man a break” -tony

once tony got involved with SHIELD and the avengers he got even busier really

and in came the parenting advice from fury, clint, nat, steve

“hey, i don’t see you raising a teenager, back off” -tony

*clint side eye*

steve once tried to give you a good talking to, but you reminded him a great bit of your father with your stubbornness

“you done? i dont think you should be giving out any parenting tips fresh off the ice” -you

tony was kind of proud of you for sticking to your guns

especially around such powerful people

but you had a knack for that and could do it to practically anyone

mostly because you felt like an invincible teenager since you were raised by tony, who also thought himself an invincible teenager at one point

u tried to tone down giving tony grief when he started having panic attacks

since u accidentally caused a few by pushing boundaries and staying out for several nights in a row

cuz as tony gained more enemies, he thought you’d be in more danger

which was true

“happy, you’re y/n’s personal bodyguard” -tony

“no!” -you

“uh, cool? any fun parties planned tonight? i’ll be the designated driver. god knows i’ve been tony’s too many times” -happy

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