#but sometimes sassy bucky wins

[missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway]

Honeyed Lips. Siren Hips.

Wordcount: 12k

Summary:

Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky. Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky x Steve. A simple night out takes a turn Honey wasn't expecting. New paths and opportunities are discovered. How will they all fair in the end?

Warnings:

Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Light Angst, Romantic Fluff, Smut, Shameless Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Polyamory, Female Character of Color, Alternate Universe - CanonAlternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Threesome - F/M/M, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Making Love, Alternate Universe - BDSM, Light BDSM, Dom/sub Undertones, Light Dom/sub, Soft Thor (Marvel), Protective Bucky Barnes, Sassy Steve Rogers, Dom Bucky Barnes, Dom Steve Rogers, Dom Thor (Marvel)

Notes:

Hello Heathens! Lyrics used are from: Just A Boy - Alaina Castillo and Whole Lotta Woman - Kelly Clarkson They will be in bold and italic. I do not own the rights to either of those song and implore you to give them a listen. Also give Play With Fire - Sam Tinnesz ft Yacht Money a listen when things start to heat up. Happy reading!

Banner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

A Charity event with the Avengers in attendance is a normal occurrence for you nowadays. Using your charming personality to help aid the team in winning over donors. A sweet smile and stroke of the ego never hurts to get them to shell over copious amounts of money to a deserving cause. 

What started as a fun night out with her superhero boyfriends Thor and Bucky; along with their crazy group of friends who have quickly become like family to you, has slowly started to turn sour. Thor’s ex, Jane Foster, is in attendance at said charity event and clearly still has heart eyes for the God of Thunder. Going so far as to steal his attention throughout the event. 

She has completely disregarded that you walked in on his arm and that he is just as much your man as Bucky is. Constantly having to touch him or graze her hand down his bicep while he talks and makes polite conversation with her because that’s who your puppy is; sweet and oblivious at times.

As the night carries on, you slowly become more affected with the disrespect you are being shown by the lovely Doctor. Bucky knows that even though you're giving off a calm demeanor and charming the pants off the donors as you mingle, that something is off with their girl. 

Your smile isn’t quite reaching your eyes and every so often you glance in Thor’s direction to see if he is still entertaining Jane's attention. And every time you clock that he hasn't moved from the spot where he, Banner, Jane and Darcy have been conversing, he notices your walls notching back into place. Walls they worked hard to knock down. 

What it really comes down to is this, even though you are mentally stronger than the both of them, so damn sure of yourself and independent that it's sexy as hell, you still have moments of insecurity like the rest of us. Sometimes, though rare, but they do happen, you feel like you’re not worthy of having the love of them both. 

You make it a point not to waste the time you spend with them and enjoy every moment you all have together. Even the fights, because between their job protecting the world and just life in general, it’s not guaranteed that they’ll both still be yours tomorrow. So seeing one of the men you are so deeply in love with seemingly having a great time catching up with his ex, well it stings.

It’s not that he’s spending time talking to her, you’re friendly with some of your ex’s yourself. It's that she’s monopolized his attention this evening and even though you three came together, he has not once sought you out since you and Bucky went to make the rounds with the donors. 

And of course you feel horrible for feeling even the tiniest bit insecure right now, because that's taking away from you enjoying time with Bucky the way you should be. It’s best to just slap a pleasant smile on your face, dance with your favorite Supersoldier and try to enjoy the rest of the event. Hopefully you can make up for lost time with Thor at the after party. 

There is no way you’re letting this dress go to waste. You look like a real life melanated Jessica Rabbit tonight and if he wants to spend his time with Plain Jane instead of showing you off then so be it. The, Fuck It, has officially hit your system. 

As Bucky holds you close, swaying along to slow jazz on the dance floor, he leans in and gently kisses your neck. Whispering in your ear. “You’ve hid it well from everyone else, but I know it's hurting you that we walked in, arm in arm, you sandwiched between us. Where you always belong by the way. And yet you’ve only really been occupying my space as the night has gone on.” You scoff. 

“It’s ok, sweetness. You don't have to admit it for me to see the truth in those soulful eyes of yours. They speak volumes.” You get lost in his steel blues for a moment before he continues on. 

“I know, you know how much he loves you. How lucky he feels to call you his. Just like I am. But he is also an oblivious oaf at times and tonight is just proof of that. Now, I’m going to literally sweep you off your feet on this dance floor and smother you in so much attention you forget there is even anyone else in the room. Including Thor.” He smirks, enticing the first real smile out of you in hours. 

“Then we’re going to head back to the compound for the after-party and get you lost some more. Hopefully with an extra set of arms to wrap around you on the dance floor. Your night is going to end with this dress decorating my bedroom floor regardless.” He chuckles. “How’s that sound babygirl? Can you do that for me?” 

“When you speak so sweetly to me, how could I possibly say no, Sir.” You respond with feigned innocence. 

His grip on your waist tightens as he pulls you closer and lets out a light growl. “You’re going to be the death of me one day.”

That is where the rest of your time was spent at the event. Wrapped up in Bucky's arms on the dance floor until Tony informed everyone it was time to head back home and really get the party started. Reaching the limos you all climb in. Thor being the last one to get into the one you and Bucky occupied with Steve, Sam and Nat. Or so you thought, until one Jane Foster piled in behind him. 

You seem to have stopped breathing, squeezing Bucky’s flesh hand until he lays a kiss on your temple to soothe you. Thor glances your way and smiles that disarming smile of his. Eyes wandering your curves, like he didn't get an up close and personal look before the event. It’s a look bathed in lust that you want to bask in, but you’re still a bit hurt by how tonight has turned out thus far. 

So you just smile back and turn your head to whisper in Bucky’s ear. “I’m barely holding it together right now. I cant believe she is in here trying to cuddle up to him in front of me and he’s just letting it happen. The disrespect is just too much for me. I want to be petty so damn bad right now.” 

He can feel your body begin to slightly shake from holding everything in, trying not to make a scene and be ‘that girl’. Natasha can feel it too and is not pleased with Jane or Thor. Her dagger eyes firmly shot in their direction. Making Thor scrunch his eyebrows in confusion as to why he is getting stared down by the Black Widow. 

Cradling your cheek in his metal hand to keep your eyes on him and only him, he places a soft tinder kiss on your lips. “Don’t worry Honey, when he snaps to his senses and realises what's happening, he’ll be begging on his knees for you to forgive him. He’d sooner lose a limb than willingly cause you pain of any kind. Just rest up for now. Our night has truly only just begun.” With a nibble to your bottom lip he pulls you close, tucking your head under his chin to face Nat while he caresses your back. 

Thor watches this sweet exchange between his partners with curiosity and love in his eyes. It’s definitely not the first time he’s seen Bucky taking care of you when you're feeling vulnerable; but it is the first time he’s ever seen it happen in front of the others. You are always so independent and strong. Even when hanging out at the compound, charming everyone around you. He’s wondering what is making you so reserved and quiet. 

Come to think of it, he barely saw you during the event, losing track of time conversing with Jane and Banner. Then when he and Jane got into the limo you only gave him a small smile instead of your usual greeting reserved for just him. What is going on with his sweet one? 

It is while he is trying to figure out what could possibly have made your bright light dim a bit tonight, that he is shaken from his thoughts as Jane grazes her hand along his forearm to get his attention. Not removing it when he turns his head to face her. 

“Thanks for keeping me company tonight Thor. You know how I get when I have to go to these things. I’m excited to see the rest of the compound as well. I’ve only really been in the labs with Banner. Maybe you can give me a tour of the best parts?” 

Although your head was turned away from them, Jane wasn't trying to keep her voice down and you heard every word she uttered, the innuendo not hidden to your well trained ears. 

Private tour my ass, she just wanted to get my man alone and try her luck. Fucking classless bitch. I’m right fucking here in the limo with you. I may not be on his lap but he’s still mine, hoe. Don’t make me use these hands on you in this confined space. 

Bucky could feel your grip on his shirt, covered by his suit jacket, tighten as your temper rose. Other than that small hidden detail, to the rest of the limo you seemed calm and content. Nat knew better of course, her meddling is the whole reason you three are even together. 

Being so close with the Black Widow has its advantages. Her protective nature is definitely one of them. Knowing you were trying to refrain from losing it in this limo, Nat took it upon herself to gather some info.

“Jane?” she spoke. 

“Nat. Don't.” You whispered with clenched teeth at her. She calmly patted your thigh, giving it a little squeeze and continued.

“Yes, Natasha?” Her hand was still on his damn arm as she turned to Nat.

“How long are you staying in town this time before you head off to your next venture?” 

“Oh. Well I don't know exactly. I have nothing pending and Bruce has asked me to help him out. He offered for me to stay at the compound for the time being while I help, until I commit to where I am going next.” 

“So you have no plans to leave anytime soon?” Nat queried.

Turning her head and smiling up at Thor before turning back to face Nat while grazing his arm, “No I don't.”

Bucky can't help but glare at is partner as he feels your breath quicken against his chest. He notices that Thor’s eyes are set on you and only you cuddled up to him. He almost looks envious that their girl is wrapped around only him and not sandwich between them like normal. 

Interesting. So he is aware something is off. He’s just too damn oblivious to realize that it's him that has her this way. Come on Thor get it together before she does something drastic with her extra ass self. 

“Isn’t it great Thor?” Jane asks him, breaking him out of his daze of watching his partners looking so sweet and loving. 

“Hm. What’s great?” He replies.

“That we’ll be staying at the same place again. It’s been so long since we were in the same place together for a period of time.” She beams up at him. 

“You’re staying at the compound? Well that’s wonderful Jane. I hope you enjoy your stay. I know you and Banner will be doing great things in the lab.” He smiled politely back at her. 

Before she can respond the limo slows to a stop.

Bucky kisses your head. “We’re here sweetness. Are you ready to head into the party or do you need a minute first?” 

You shake your head. “No. I’m good. I need to get my body moving before I do something crazy, like snatch a bitch by her hair and drag her along the driveway.”

He pulls you in for a quick kiss, placing you on his lap as everyone begins to get out. “The death of me, I swear. As hot as that would be to witness, how ‘bout we just go have a drink. You can grind up against me on the dance floor and then make use of that unresolved anger while you ride me later. I’ll even let you use my favorite knife on me if you want. Make a real mess.” 

You squirm at the image he has just produced in your mind. He just had to bring up your shared knife kink. Asshole . You absentmindedly play with the tied back hair on the nape of his neck. “ Mmm. You sure do know how to turn a girls night around don’t you, Sir.” 

Leaning in, you press a kiss to his adams apple. “Guess we better get started on your plan then. Looks like I’m all yours tonight Sir.” You get off of his lap and proceed to exit the limo. 

After adjusting his hardened dick in his pants, he quickly follows. Grasping your hand as you start to head inside, he spins you around and plants a soul stealing kiss on your lips as he dips you. Thor watches on from the doorway before he’s pulled away by a call of his name. 

He brings you back up slowly, pulling you tight against his chest. “You know I love you right? No matter what happens tonight, I’m not going anywhere. And neither is he. Though he may need a reminder of just who he belongs to. I am more than happy to help you teach him a lesson.” 

“Dammit James. Warn a woman before you go and make her weak in the knees.” You lightly slap him on the chest. “And I love you too baby. Now let’s go school all of these fools on what it's like to be mine. I apologize in advance for any extra sass you may encounter tonight. It’s not aimed at you Sir, I promise. I’m still your good girl. Thor on the other hand… well I can't be sweet all the time now can I.”

Placing his hand on the small of your back, he leads you both inside, heading straight for the bar. The singer from the live band Tony hired sounds familiar to you and while Bucky is ordering your drinks, you turn to the stage, a bright smile bursts across your face. 

No wonder they sounded familiar, you used to be a part of the band years ago, leading it with your ex Jade, who is killing it on the mic right now. Her signature shade of emerald green hair cascading down her shoulders. Like a moth drawn to a flame her eyes catch yours and that Cheshire cat smile of hers appears. 

Oh no. I know what that smile means. Nothing but trouble usually. 

Bucky wraps his arms around you from behind and places your drink in your hand as he watches your stare down with the lead singer. “Everything alright Honey?”

You chuckle. “Yeah. Everything is just peachy baby. I’m just wondering if Tony hired my ex’s band on purpose or not?”

“Come again?” Bucky asks.

“Yeah that’s my old band up there. I used to share lead with my ex Jade. The emerald haired one enticing the crowd with her voice. I gotta say, she still looks good.” 

“You don’t seem bothered by it. I assume you split on good terms.”

“We did. Our relationship just ran its course" You run your fingers around the rim of your drink. "We both had different paths we wanted to venture down. There is no bad blood between us. I wish her and the band the best. I hope they finally fulfill all their dreams.”

“Fuck you really are sweet as honey, aren't you?”

“You doubted me before?”

“No. I just figured the nickname was based on how sweet your little pussy tastes.”

“Oh Really? Please, tell me more about how good I taste, Sir.”

At this moment the band has finished their song and you hear Jade begin to speak to the crowd.

“Good evening everyone and welcome to the after party. I’m Jade and these are the Gems. We’ll be providing the background track to your various levels of debauchery tonight." The crowd laughs. "I couldn't help but notice a familiar face while I was scanning the room. Honey girl, I’m talking about you.” 

Everyone turns to you as you stare down Jade. What is this bitch planning to do?

“Now I see some looks of confusion. Especially from you Avengers. How could I possibly know your girl? Well that’s easy. She used to be my girl and we led this band together a few years back. I would be a fool to miss an opportunity to get her up here for at least one song to share a stage one last time. What do you say Honey? Will you sing for us?”

An evil little thought enters your head. Jane may have beauty and science on her side, but when I’m on stage, I command attention. All eyes will be on me. This can only work in my favor to teach my King a lesson. 

You kiss Bucky on the cheek and head toward the stage. People parting for you like the red sea as you make your way through the crowd. An extra mic stand has been placed next to Jade’s. Your old set up. 

“You’ve always been a bad influence, but you know I love being on stage. So you win and here I am. Under one condition though. I choose the song. Can you handle giving up the control for once J?” You smile at her.

“For you, I think I can make an exception.” She chuckles into her mic.

You whisper the song in her ear and she gives you a look. “Really? Alright. We haven't performed it in a while but I’m sure we still remember it.” 

She tells the rest of the band the song and they all remember how you like it played. “I assume you have a reason for this song.” You nod your head yes. “Aright. You doing it solo or are we tag teaming?”

“I’m feeling a duet tonight. I’ll take the first half. Deal?”

“Deal”

Grabbing the mic you address the crowd. “We’re going to slow it down a bit. So just vibe with me okay guys. You’ll be back to shaking your asses momentarily. Promise.”

The guitar begins to play. You lock eyes with Thor and begin to gift the crowd with your silky smooth voice.

“Know you said that you would never hurt me But it's not your fault I still think the worst anyway, yeah Let's be clear, I know that I can trust you When you're under me, but tell me honestly If your alone With some hoe who I don't know and she gets Too close for comfort, says she good at secrets Would you say no, or let your body take control? 'Cause you're just a boy You've got a switch in your head I've seen how quick you forget yourself I know it all too well 'Cause you're just a boy You go from careful to wild And what if I'm not by your side When she fucks with your honesty 'Cause you're just a boy”

Jade picks up the second half. You provide backup and harmony for her. Looking like a damn Siren up on that stage. Seducing every man in the vicinity. 

Before you began, Bucky made sure to situate himself next to Thor at the high table he occupied with Jane and Banner once again. Watching as Thor is lost in your words, feeling like those are somehow directed to him and how the night has gone on.

Leaning over he whispers in his partner's ear after you finish singing lead. “She always looks so amazing up on a stage doesn't she? In her element. Commanding a crowd. It’s fucking sexy as hell. Sometimes I still cant believe that she chose to let us be hers.”

“Agreed. One does not find a woman like her with ease. It’s a blessing to just be in her presence, let alone be allowed to love her.”

“Then why the hell would you risk that by neglecting her tonight huh?”

Thor turns to him with a look of pure confusion on his bearded face. “What are you talking about ‘neglecting her tonight’? We all came together per usual. You made your rounds with the donors without me, but that’s never been an issue before.”

Out of his peripherals, Bucky can see Jane listening in, trying to hear their conversation. He doesn't have much time before you're done on stage and he needs to make sure that your night ends well. Based on your song choice, the best ending for you tonight would be for Thor to get his head out of the clouds and realize the mistake he made and fix it. 

Preferably with lots of orgasms and the three of you tangled up in bed. It looks like that won’t be happening without him pointing him in the right direction though. The things you do for the ones you love. I didn't think anyone could be as oblivious as Steve, but Thor has certainly proved me wrong tonight.

Not caring that Jane is listening in, he speaks up. “Your right. It never has been an issue before.” Thor starts to smile thinking he’s won.

“But the main difference tonight is that once we were finished with our rounds, you never sought us out. You stayed glued to that table, preoccupied in conversation, catching up with your ex. I had to watch our girl act like it didn't bother her every time her eyes roamed, searching you out and they landed on you in that same spot, oblivious to the world around you, still engaged in conversation with someone she knows nothing about personally.”

Thor is shocked. “What? That can’t be right? I might have gotten lost in conversation but my Queen is always on my mind. I remember seeing you two embraced on the dance floor, enjoying yourselves. I’ve never known her to dance if something is bothering her.”

“Wow you really are an oblivious oaf.” Shaking his head. “We were on the dance floor because I couldn't watch the light fade from eyes every time she looked towards you and your head never turned. I made her focus on me and try to relax. She was twisted up in knots inside and really didn't want to make a scene at a Charity event or look like some possessive jealous girlfriend. We figured once we left and were headed home we could make up for lost time. That is until she climbed into the limo next to you.” He nodded his head toward Jane to emphasize his point.

Thor froze. Is that why you were so subdued in the limo?

“I know that look. Yes, that is why she was so quiet on the ride over. She finally had a chance to relax and compose herself in a safe space around friends and the person causing her pain just plops right down and continues the assault on her soul.”  He can feel his own temper start to rise as he recalls the details.

“I had to hold her close to me so that she didn't have to see her continue to touch you in a way a lover would instead of an ex or a friend. When Jane asked you for a private tour I just about thought she was going to rip my shirt with the force she gripped it with. Not to mention when she said she was staying on the compound. I swear I felt her stop breathing. Thank God we had arrived by then. I had to calm her down before we even made it inside. I know you saw our kiss outside the limo.”

Thor nodded his head yes. Mind bombarded with snapshots of how the night went and noticing that just as Bucky said you were barely in them. And if you were, you weren’t at his side as you should be. You're so self assured and independent that he forgets that you're sensitive too, always putting others before yourself. That’s why he loves to shower you in affection and praise, because you deserve it. He really fucked up tonight. 

“You’ve been glued to this table since we arrived here too. Watching her on stage is the most attention I’ve seen you give her, since we arrived at the Charity Event and Jane approached you. I gotta say pal. I don't like how this not only looks, but how it feels man. But have no fear. I won’t leave our girl feeling doubtful. Just like I have been all night, I’ll be reminding her how much she is loved and who I belong to. If you get your head out of your ass before the night’s over, you can join me in doing just that. If you don't. Well, we will just have to see what happens in the morning light.” 

He slaps him on the shoulder with his metal hand and gives him a squeeze as he speaks to the table. “Now if you’ll excuse me. I’m going to go greet our girl as she makes it off stage. Have a good night everyone.” 

Thor abruptly stands up, almost knocking his chair to the ground. Jane looks up at him and places her hand on his wrist. He immediately shakes it off. What has he been doing letting her touch him like that? She was the one who dumped him. “What’s wrong Thor? Where are you going? I thought you were going to give me a tour?” 

“I’m sorry Jane but maybe Banner can give you a tour. I’m going to go be with my sweet Honey, as I have failed to do so all night by allowing you to take up so much of my time. I hope she can forgive me for my misstep. I surely have some groveling I need to do. I bid you all a good night.” 

He runs his hand through his shorn locks and straightens his maroon suit jacket before he forges a path directed at you and Bucky. Jane staring on slack jawed. 

Natasha takes a seat next to Banner. “I don't know exactly what you were trying to do or prove. He loves her. They both do. There is no shortage of love going on between the three of them. You took him for granted when you had him and now you regret it when you see how he is with her. Give up before you get hurt Doc. And I’m not just talking emotionally. That woman is a damn hell cat when you get her fired up. Tonight was your one time free pass. Next time you try some shit like this, I’ll let her sink her claws in real deep. Come on Bruce, dance with me.” And with that Jane is left at the table to stew in her failure.

Meanwhile…

Somehow, Jade persuaded the crowd and your slightly tipsy superhero friends to rope you into singing just one more song. The catch was that it had to be Jade’s choosing this time. Goddess have mercy on me.

“Now, I know that sexy ass lounge voice pays your bills nowadays; but I have a feeling these new friends of yours haven't actually heard what that voice can really do.” You quirk a brow at her, curious as to the direction she is taking this. “You see, I believe everyone needs to have the full mouthwatering Honey experience at least once in their life. After all she sure is A Whole Lotta Woman…” And that's when the drums kick in.

No this bitch didn't! Here I am trying to keep my attitude in check and she goes and picks the one song that brings out all my sass. Fuck it! Maybe little Miss Plain Jane will learn a thing or two about who she’s really messing with.

A sinful smile crosses your face as you find Bucky standing at the front of the stage next to Steve and Sam. You grab the mic stand and caress it as this strong soulful voice springs forth from your lips. Full of confidence and attitude. They’re all getting to see just why you're built to handle not only a Supersoldier but a God as well. 

Speaking of the God of Thunder and Fertility, you spot him making his way towards the stage. Eyes as blue as the sky, meet yours as you take it up a notch and put all these curves to good use. 

"I got what you want, I'm aiming to please I got what it takes, I sure got the means I got what you want, sugar, honey, iced tea All eyes on me, oh, oh, baby I'm a whole lotta woman (From the way I walk and toss my hips) I said I'm a whole lotta woman (From the sound to my voice to the gloss on my lips) I'm a whole lotta woman (Anything I see I want, I get) I'm a strong, badass chick with class and confidence Ain't no competition, babe It's just can you keep up with me? I can't do a thing about my wicked ways with gravity"

You belt out the last few lines and have these people eating out of the palm of your hands. Looking down you notice Thor has made it to Bucky and both men look ready to devour you as soon as you walk off this stage. 

Steve leans towards Thor. “You’re in for it tonight, I’m sure. How you could neglect all that, even for a little while, I will never understand?” He shakes his head at him. “Hey Buck, if you guys ever want to add another body to the mix, I will gladly volunteer my services. I don't think you two are truly enough for her anyway.”

“If only people knew how dirty America’s Golden Boy really was.” Bucky chuckled. “I’m not opposed to adding you to the mix myself. It’s not like we haven't shared before. Plus I’d love to see how you handle her brattiness. She’d push every single one of your buttons just for the fun of it.”

As they continue to quietly discuss adding Steve, which would move you from throuple to harem territory, you make your way off stage, hips swaying as you approach them. You plant a kiss on Bucky's cheek as he wraps his metal arm around your waist. “What secrets are we whispering about over here boys?” 

“Stevie here apparently has been drooling over you for quite some time and just confessed, after shooting a jab at thunder boy over there, that if we ever wanted to add another body to the mix he'd gladly offer himself up. He doesn’t think the two of us are enough for you. Based on how tonight has gone, I’m going to have to agree with him on that point.”

“Is that so, Sir?” you ask. He nods his head. You look over at Thor, who hasn't taken his eyes off you since you sauntered over. “What about you puppy? Do you think I need more? Should we allow Stevie to have a taste?” 

Those soul piercing blues have you ensnared as you await an answer.

“I could never deny you pleasure of any kind, my sweet. As such, my behavior tonight, however unintentional, shows me that adding another would only enhance the amount of attention and love you are showered with. I fell short tonight and made my Queen question my intentions. For that, I can not forgive myself. Steven would be a dedicated and strong lover, of that I am sure. I too agree that you need more. I just hope that I continue to be included in your harem. If you so find me worthy to be.”

You can tell that he truly means every word. He is deeply upset over how the night has played out thus far. Thor is such an attentive and affectionate lover that you never expected something like this to happen. Granted, you never expected to feel insecure about your place in his life either. But matters of the heart can be cruel and fickle creatures, playing with one's emotions in inexplicable ways. 

You want this night to end positively for all of you and you couldn't deny that you’d been harboring some feelings for the Captain for quite some time yourself. The way that man commands a room is just sexy as fuck, not to mention the Dom energy he just radiates that makes the submissive in you just want to drop to her knees and service him. Bucky knows this and has even used it to his advantage in the bedroom before, whispering all the filthy things he and Steve could do to you together. 

Not one to pass up a chance to bring a fantasy of yours to life, you make your decision known. “A harem huh? It has a nice ring to it, if I do say so myself. Three delectable men, all devoted to little 'ol me. How delightfully sinful. Three is the magic number according to School House Rock and who could argue with that logic.” 

You grin ear to ear, beckoning Steve closer with a crook of your finger, having him lean down until your lips are grazing his ear. “How about it Captain? Ready for a taste test? Make sure your thirst is properly quenched? I’m curious to see just how compatible we are together.” 

He straightens back up, looking down at your plump lips and licking his. Sharing a quick look with Thor and Bucky before focusing those ocean eyes back on you and smirking. “Oh, I’m more than ready for a taste sweetheart.” He lightly grips your chin and runs his thumb along your plush bottom lip. “The real question is can you handle everything I’m going to give you. If you think Buck is intense…”

His eyes darken with lust. “I’m on a whole 'nother level Doll. I won't be satisfied until we’ve fucked you so dumb you’re nothing but a incoherent mess and we’ve ruined you for anyone else.” 

With his thick thumb still pressed against your lip, you stare him down as you suck his digit into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and giving him a quick nip as you release it. “Challenge accepted, Captain.”

Steve turns to Bucky, arching a brow. “You weren’t kidding about that brattiness.” 

Pulling her closer to his chest he acknowledges to his best friend. “I wouldn't have it any other way.  Just wait until you get her to submit. She’s so sweet and pliable. Mmm.” He places a kiss to the side of your neck. “I think it’s time we head somewhere more private babygirl.” 

Steve begins to head towards the wing where their apartments reside. Bucky grabs your hand and starts to follow him. You turn towards Thor and reach out your hand to him. “You're coming too puppy. I wouldn't have it any other way. You can get to work on earning that forgiveness I know you're searching for.” 

He places his hand in yours, bends down and kisses your knuckles. “As you wish my Queen. I would want nothing more than to be allowed to worship you.”

Damn him and that silver-tongue of his. He really knows how to beg for forgiveness doesn't he. He’s still going to have to work for it though.

The three of you continue on, walking hand in hand until you meet Steve in front of the entrance to the living quarters.

“Ain't that a beautiful sight to see. Alright sweetheart, here’s your last chance to back out. No hard feelings if you do. But know this. If we continue on, I’m all in, Doll. Once I get a taste they’ll be no escaping me. I’ll be yours. And I’ll make you mine as much as they have. Can you handle that? Do you really want to add another lover and make yourself a nice little harem of superheros, Honey?” 

You release their hands and move forward until your chest is grazing Steve’s. You run a hand up his chest, copping a feel of those Supersoldier tiddies, over his collarbone and around to the back of his neck. You play with the hair at his nape until you get a good grip and pull his lips down to yours. 

Without skipping a beat, Steve grips your hips, spins you around and presses you into the wall. Deepening the kiss as he runs his hand up the same path you took, stopping at the base of your throat and lightly applying pressure. You let out an unbidden whimper as you lose yourself in his kiss. Knees weak, melting into him. The only reason you’re still standing is thanks to the hand he has wrapped around your throat and his pelvis pinning you in place. 

He pulls away and you try to follow his lips, eyes hooded with lust and craving more of his particular taste on your tongue. “I’m going to take that little attempt at teasing me as a yes.” 

Struck speechless you just nod your head at him. “Good girl. I know you can feel the effect you have on me. If we don't move this along behind closed doors soon, I'm going to end up taking you right here where everyone can see.” 

Behind him you hear Bucky whispering to Thor. “Fuck that was sexy. You see how quickly she submitted for him. Practically purring like a cat in heat.”

“Aye. It seems the Captain is perfectly matched for our little vixen. I know we usually retreat to your chambers James, but seeing as how we are adding another party, I feel mine would be more accommodating. I do have a bed with more than enough space for the four of us. As well as a rather large bathing pool for aftercare. You know how she gets after an intense session.”

“Yes I most certainly do. Come on ya dirty birds, let's move this away from prying eyes.”

You seem to have come out of your lust filled daze enough to speak again. You look around the room and spot Jane staring your way. “Puppy. Can you come here please?”

He steps forward, caging you and Steve in. “Yes my Queen?”

“Closer my King.” He leans in and you pull him into a sensual kiss. Letting all your emotions from the night filter through along with the soul deep love you have for him. 

Somehow Steve sneaks out from between the two of you and you end up in Thor’s arms as he grips your thigh through the high slit in your dress and pulls it up to his waist, groaning out as your hot core brushes against his rock solid bulge. You break apart to breathe and notice a pouting Jane in your peripherals.

“Alright. Enough of the free show.” Bucky rushes over and plucks you from Thor’s arms and throws you over his shoulder. “If I dont have my face buried between your sweet thighs and have you coming on my tongue in the next 5 minutes, I’m going to stab somebody.”

You giggle as he slaps your ass and continues on his way to Thor’s room. “Such a Caveman, Sir.”

“Damn right I am woman. I was starting to feel a little left out. You're all mine until they catch up.”

His long strides have you reaching the door in no time. FRIDAY unlocking it for you based on the protocols Thor has set for his room. He wanted to make sure you always had access to him. 

You’re set down at the foot of the bed. “I’m going to give you a choice baby girl. You either strip out of that dress right now or I cut it off you. Either way it's coming off.”

You feel a shiver of excitement run down your spine as you watch him remove his favorite knife from a hidden pocket in his jacket. You lick your parted lips. “I really do love this dress. It’d be a shame to destroy it.” You run your hands over your velvet covered curves. “I don't want to take all the fun away though. How about I strip out of this dress and you can cut off the rest. Would that please you, Sir?”

He beams that pantie drenching smile your way while he plays with the knife in his hands. “Strip.” 

You slowly reach behind you, lost in his predatory gaze, and unzip your dress. Letting it slink to the floor. You’re left standing in a black, delicate lace strapless corset bra, matching high leg thong and your black patent leather stilettos. 

You haven't even noticed that Thor and Steve have entered the room and shut the door behind them. You’re so consumed by the knife wielding Supersoldier before you that you almost don't hear Thor speak to an enthralled Steve. “She’s quite the heavenly sight isn’t she? Completely at his mercy.”

He just nods his head in response and watches on with rapt attention as you surrender to Bucky. 

“Come here, Doll.” You step out of your dress and stand in front him, chest rising and falling with excitement. He lifts your chin up with his metal hand and kisses you sweetly. “Turn around for me sweetness. Let Stevie get a good look at how you fall apart when my knife touches your soft buttery skin.” 

With a swivel of your hips, you pivot on your heels and face the pair of blonde Adonis’. Back flush against Bucky’s chest, he precedes to run his knife teasingly along your collarbone and down your decolletage. As he reaches your ribs he slides the blade beneath the lacy fabric and pulls, slashing the fabric in half. You gasp, arching your back and grinding against his prominent bulge as your breasts spill forth from the split lace. 

Seemingly unfazed he continues on his journey, caressing his knife down your torso until he reaches the waistband of your thong. “You’re going to need to be very still for me babygirl. Unless you want me to accidentally cut you. Blood play is not on the menu tonight baby. If you want that, it’ll have to be a night when I have you all to myself. Tonight is all about your pleasure and seeing if Steve really could fit into our dynamic.” He glides the blade up your right hip and slips it into the band. “I want you to look your Captain in the eyes and...don’t...move.” 

“Yes, Sir.” You're ensnared in the heated ocean eyed gaze standing before you, as Bucky renders your thong to a piece of scrap. Breath hitching as he drags his metal hand up the inside of your thigh. 

“Mmm. Soaked already. Question is...is it my knife that has you making a mess of your thighs or the audience?”

He brings his glistening fingers to your mouth and you open them, sucking your essence off his metal digits with a moan. “Go on now baby and give Steve a taste of that sweet, sweet, honey covering your tongue.” He slaps you on the ass, sending you on your way to the waiting arms of America’s Golden boy.

Without sparing a moment to let you make the short walk all on your own, he snatches you up and crashes his lips against yours. Tongue delving inside, letting loose a moan as your sweet ambrosia hits his taste buds.

You run your hands into his slicked back hair. Tugging and pulling, making him emit a growl that you can feel vibrating from his chest into yours. He begins a trail of kisses down your throat. When he reaches the juncture between your neck and shoulder, he bites down and sucks a hickey into your soft flesh. Claiming you, leaving his mark for all to see. 

Squirming under his onslaught of dominance you're turning into a panting mess. “ Fuck, Captain.” As those words reach his ears he lets out a dark chuckle, “We’ll get there, Doll. Don't you worry.” He begins to ravage your mouth once again, backing you up until your knees hit the edge of the bed.  

“I must say Doll, the only thing I can imagine being better than tasting you on your own tongue is lapping it up, right from the source.” With reflexes of those from a man half his size, Steve lays you on the bed. Placing himself down between your thighs, pushing them further apart and up towards your chest, leaving your sweet little pussy, dripping with honeyed slick, open and on full display. 

As he's leaving kisses all along your thighs, you catch movement to your right and turn your head to find Thor and Bucky, standing beside the bed, gloriously nude with a large hand wrapped around each of their heavy cocks, slowly stroking themselves to the sight and sound of their sweetness being thoroughly teased. 

Driven by the lust coursing through his veins, Thor steps up and runs a hand along your cheek. “Look at you, little one. He has barely begun and your eyes are already glassed over in lust.”  He continues his trek down your torso, settling in to tease and torture your hard nipples. 

Before you know it Steve is swiping his tongue along your folds, and teasing your engorged little pearl with the tip. Your back arches off the bed at the sensation, sending your breasts further into Thor’s hand, where he proceeds to pinch your nipple, making you cry out. He glances down to find your head thrown back, mouth forming a silent O, while Steve continues to lightly tease your clit. 

“P-please Captain. M-m-more. PLEASE.” At this point you're gripping the sheets for dear life. Between the build up of tension throughout the night and the teasing torture currently taking place against your overly sensitive flesh, you’re on a knife’s edge ready to explode. At this point you are certainly not above begging.

Bucky’s strokes speed up as he stands beside the bed near your head. “Fuck, look at you babygirl.” He bites his lip as he spreads his precome along his thick shaft. “I love hearing you beg so sweetly. Steve making you feel good sweetness?” 

Before you can answer, Thor takes the opportunity of you being distracted and pinches your nipple, pulling it taut, making you moan and cry out once again. “P-please Bucky. I’m s-so c-close. I want to come for all of you so badly.” You whimper out. “Please. Please, Sir, let me come on his tongue for you.” 

Your request has Steve moaning, sending vibrations through your core, causing you to grind against his tongue, searching out friction to soothe that ache deep inside. Your pleas continue on in soft whimpers. “Please. Sir. Please. Please. Please. More. So close.” 

No longer willing to wait for permission from Bucky, Steve starts devouring your pussy like it’s his last meal. Moaning and groaning as more of your slick slips onto his tongue and down his throat. Slipping two thick fingers in, aiming for your sweet spot and drinking every drop of nectar he is gifted with once his spongy target is acquired. 

It doesn’t take long for your moans to increase, letting anyone who is currently on this floor know that debaucherous things are happening. Your thighs begin to shake and your back arches even higher off the bed, eyes rolling back in your head as you finally fall off the edge and climax. Your plush walls grip his fingers tight, gushing onto his tongue and soaking his chin with your juices. 

Steve lifts his head from between your legs, a big dopey smile on his face, eyes shining with pride, hair disheveled from your fingers still gripping it tight. You pull him up by the hair and kiss him deeply, licking the taste of yourself from his lips. 

You quickly unbutton his shirt, removing it and tossing it aside as he gets rid of his slacks. You notice that the Captain was going commando, very interesting. As he starts to grind his pelvis against yours, barriers no longer between you, you glide your hands down to the tops of his shoulders and whisper, ”My Turn,” before wrapping a leg around his waist and rolling him over onto his back.

Straddling Steve’s torso you run your fingers through his golden strands, scratching along his scalp before gripping tightly and turning his head to the side. Leaning down you set a trail of light kisses along his neck and jaw until you reach his ear and tug on his lobe, eliciting a groan and shiver down his spine. 

Kneeling between his now spread legs, your teasing trek continues across his chest, down to his abs where you proceed to lick every dissecting line and curve. As you reach the glorious adonis belt that you’ve admired from afar while watching him spar with Bucky, you make sure to leave a hickey right above where you know his waistband normally lies. Leaving a claiming mark of your own, even if you know it will heal far faster than the one he left on you. 

You run her tongue along his happy trail, lapping up the mess you left behind. Gripping the base of his rock hard girthy cock, your fingers barely able to touch, you slowly begin to stroke him while you raise your hips and place her free hand next to his waist on the bed.

Now on your hands and knees, ass in the air facing your men, you give a couple of kitten licks to Steve’s angry weeping tip, savoring the salty goodness that is his pre-come dripping down his length. No longer wanting to waste time you wrap your lips around his tip, hollow your cheeks and suck Steve down deep into your throat. 

“Fuck,” he hisses out, “Look at you Doll, swallowing my cock like its your job.” You whimper at the praise, bobbing your head up and down his shaft, nose tickling against his patch of golden curls as you stick your tongue out and lightly tease his balls, moaning around his thickness lodged deep in your throat. 

“Mmm. Ah, shit! Just like that Honey. Just like that,” he pleads as he feels himself getting closer to his release.

You're so turned on, finally able to service this man you’ve fantasized about, that your pussy is swollen and leaking slick down your thighs and onto the sheets below. Lost in your haze of submission and the filthy words and noises Steve is making, you don't notice your hips are moving enticingly in a figure eight pattern, captivating Bucky, and making his need to be buried deep inside you more intense.

He kneels on the bed behind you and grabs your plump ass, spreading your cheeks to get an even better view of your engorged and dripping pussy. “Mmm mm mm darlin’, your pussy is just drooling. Damn I knew you were a sub, but fuck you’ve made an absolute mess of yourself. You love this don't you baby? Pleasing the Captain in front of your men. Showing us just how much of a good girl you really are.” 

You moan in reply, muffled by Steve’s dick still in your mouth, releasing a moan out of him as he laces his fingers through your hair, not moving your head but just holding on, making your pussy clench around nothing, which does not go unnoticed by Bucky.

“I’m going to take that as a yes since your pretty little pussy just winked at me.” He runs his metal hand up your spine, resting it against the back of your neck, giving it a quick squeeze and running it back down again. He strokes his hard length a couple times and teases it against your folds. 

“You’re so wet, I could just slide right in sweetness.” He circles his tip around your swollen little bud, making you remove your mouth from around Steve with a whimper. “Do you want that babygirl? Want me to slide right in and wreck you while you deep throat Stevie?” 

You bite your lip, turning your head to look at him with hooded eyes. “ Yes, Sir, please. Please use me. Ruin me for anyone other than you all.” 

Both Supersoldiers let out a groan. “You better get back to work then babygirl. I won't let you come again until you swallow every last drop that your Captain has to give you.” Bucky demands before thrusting forward to the hilt, stilling for a moment to allow you to adjust to him and just enjoy your warmth.

You whine at the sudden intrusion. “Fuck Bucky. You’re so fucking big, Sir.” 

He chuckles, drawing his hips back and slamming them forward, pulling a scream from your lungs. “That’s right baby, scream while you can cause that mouth is bout to be filled to the brim and both sets of lips will be stretched to capacity.” 

Bucky looks to Thor standing off to the side of the bed again, meaty hand languidly stroking his length. With the hand still threaded through your hair, Steve brings your mouth back down to his saliva slicked cock. “Take a deep breath for me, Doll, it may be the only one you get for a bit.”

With glazed over eyes you give a small nod, followed by a whispered, ” As you wish, my Captain” before proceeding to take a deep breath. 

Bucky and Steve exchange a look with each other, seeming to speak without words. The brunette Sergeant withdraws until just his bulbous tip is all that is left in your quivering petals, while the honeyed blonde Captain has you open your mouth wide while he places his tip along your waiting tongue. With a nod from his best friend they both slowly thrust in at the same time. 

Moans erupt from each of them as your eyes roll to the back of your head, overwhelmed by the feeling of absolute fullness. Looking down and seeing your little pussy hugging his dick so tight almost has Bucky coming right on the spot. Your walls clench around him as Steve begins to move your head up and down his length, hissing as your throat muscles squeeze around his girth with every swallow. Snapping out of his haze, Bucky grips your hips and sets a furious pace, set on reminding his woman who she belongs to. 

The room fills with the sounds of groans, moans, skin slapping against skin and the squelching of wetness from your gushing pussy and the saliva leaking from your mouth. “You’re doing so good, sweetness. Taking our cocks like the good girl you are. Fuck, you were made for us babygirl. No one has ever taken our cocks as good as you do baby.”  Getting high off the praise and pleasure you begin to grind back against him, your hips meeting his, chasing your next orgasm. 

“Uh uh uh, babygirl. I believe I told you, you don't get to come until you’ve swallowed every drop Steve spends down your throat.” He smacks your ass with his flesh hand. “How bad do you want to come on my cock babygirl? Show me how bad you want it. Drain him dry.” 

You relax your throat and moan around Steve as he continues to thrust in and out of your abused throat. You inch your right hand up along the inside of his thigh until you reach his balls, lightly teasing his sack before engulfing his entire length and squeezing them while you swallow. 

“Oh shit, Honey.” Steve moans out, throwing his head back and holding your head in place. “Just like that baby. Just like that. Fuuuuuuck that feels so good. I’m bout to come right down your pretty little throat.” With that declaration you squeeze and tug on his balls just a bit harder. Sucking up his length until just the head remains, running your tongue around his tip and teasing his frenulum before taking him to the back of your throat once again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Steve thrusts his hips erratically and with a groan comes ropes down your throat. 

Being sure to lick him clean, you open up your mouth and stick your tongue out, showing the Captain that you didn't miss a single drop. “Such a good girl, Doll. You swallowed it all.” 

You turn your head towards Bucky, “May I come now, Sir. Please. I’ve been such a good girl.”

Never one to go back on his word, he lifts you up by your hair til your back is flush against his chest, and begins to pick up his pace even more. He places his flesh hand around your throat, lightly squeezing to hold you in place as he fucks you deep, cock rubbing against your sweet spot making you see stars. 

With his metal hand he circles your clit making you cry out and once again resort to begging so sweetly. “ Please Sir. PLEASE. Let me come on your cock. I want to come for you Sergeant and have you fill me right up. I want to feel you deep inside me. Please.”

That breaks his last bit of control and he begins slamming his hips against you, hand tightening around your throat. “Then. Come. Right. Now. Babygirl. Come all over my cock like the cockdrunk little whore I know you are and I’ll fill you up so good you’ll be feeling me for days.” With his command you feel the tightening deep in your core explode and you detonate, gushing all over Bucky’s cock and the sheets below, black spots swimming in your eyes as you almost pass out, completely cum drunk and blissed out.

As you begin to catch your breath, sprawled out on top of a Supersoldier, your gaze drifts over to Thor, leaning against the wall, eyes hooded, bottom lip caught between his teeth, dick standing tall and proud against his abs. “Why are you so far away my King?”

“I do not find it suitable for me to partake fully of your body this night as my behavior has not declared me worthy of such pleasures. I will have time to redeem myself when you allow me to do so. For now I am content with watching James and Steven bring you the utmost pleasure. For you deserve nothing but the best in all the nine realms, my Queen.”

Your heart aches at his declaration. You know he never meant to hurt you tonight and is feeling like he failed you. You can’t stand to see him with that dejected puppy dog look in his eyes, standing on the sidelines when he should be in the heat of it all with you. 

You remove yourself from the warmth of Steve and go to stand on legs that feel like jelly. You make your way over to the God of Thunder and place your hand over his heart. “What if I told you that your time for redemption is now puppy?”

He gazes down at you, a spark of hope in his eyes that he hasn't yet ruined his chances with you. “I would do whatever is necessary to become worthy of being yours again.”

You run your hands up his chest and throat, stopping to caress his bearded jaw. “That’s the thing, my King. You have always been worthy of me. I need you like I need air to breathe. You are not greater nor lesser because of one bad night. James isn't always perfect. Far from it most days.” You hear Steve laugh and Bucky let out a scoff. “Steven wants in on our dynamic and I’m certain there will be some growing pains as he figures out his place within it as well.” 

You place your hands back on his chest. “Mistakes happen. Feelings sometimes get hurt. It’s how you work through them and the lessons you take away that are most important. Don’t hold yourself back because of me. If you want me. You have me. Mind, body and soul.” 

He stares at you in shock for a moment, really absorbing your words. You think he may stay steadfast in his self imposed punishment of denying himself pleasure for the night until his large hands are cradling your face and he places his lips upon yours. 

The kiss starts out sweet but quickly turns needy and all consuming. Like he’s afraid this is his only chance to prove his devotion to you. “I would love nothing more than to worship every inch of your glorious skin, my Queen but I am afraid that I can not hold back any longer and I need to feel you writhing beneath me and clamping down on my cock in ecstasy.”

The next thing you know you're being lifted off the ground and placed back on the bed between a still nude Bucky and Steve. You watch on as Thor begins to crawl up the bed towards you, leaving a path of kisses in his wake. His massive thighs push yours apart and he runs the thick head of his member along your folds, coating himself in your essence. 

You lock eyes with him and whimper. “Please.”

He leans forward and pulls you into a toe curling kiss as he enters the warmth of your cunt. Splitting you open on his thick girth and leaving you no time to adjust as he begins to grind his hips down on yours with every thrust. Foreheads pressed together, completely lost to any one else in the room. It’s just you and Thor in this carnal dance of love and devotion. The room once more fills with the sounds of passion. Steve and Bucky look on in awe as they watch Thor take you apart thrust by thrust. 

“Nothing will ever feel as good as your warmth pulsing around me, lost in pleasure. Come for me my Queen. I may not last much longer and I need to feel you let go for me.” 

It’s like his words hold a direct link to your clit and with another well placed swivel of his hips you feel yourself lose control as your orgasm takes over. A rainbow of stars flash behind your eyes and the world sounds as if you're underwater. 

Everything comes back into focus just as Thor is reaching his own climax. Burying himself deep inside you as he bites down on your shoulder and sprays your womb white with his seed. Panting, he leaves a gentle kiss on the mark his teeth left behind. You run your fingers through his golden tresses and kiss his nose. “I love you my King. Don’t ever forget that.”

“Never again, my Queen.” He kisses your nose right back. 

You turn to your left and smile at Bucky. “I love you too James. Always.”

“I never doubted it, babygirl.” He responds, grazing his fingers along your cheek.

Not wanting Steve to feel left out, you turn to him. “And I could so easily fall in love with you Stevie. If you’d let me.”

“I’m all yours to do with what you please, Doll.” He kisses you on the forehead. 

The release of endorphins starts to truly invade your body as you slowly blink, drifting off to sleep before they can even get the covers pulled up all the way.

The following morning…

Sunlight drifts into the room, rousing you from your slumber. As you slowly open your eyes, they happen upon a pair of cerulean ones gazing back at you. “You’re aware that watching someone while they sleep is hella creepy right?” You groan out. He just chuckles to himself and shakes his head. 

“What’s so funny at this time of day?” Bucky mumbles into your hair as he nuzzles your neck. “Morning darlin’,” he whispers in your ear before placing a kiss on your temple.

“Apparently I am.” You turn your head in his direction. “Morning Bucky,” placing a kiss on his lips, “Please forgive my morning breath.” 

The God sleeping on your chest begins to stir. “Good morning my King.” 

He places a kiss between your breasts. “Good morning my Queen.”

Smiling sweetly at each other, you all enjoy the lazy morning vibes, running fingers through sex romped hair, caressing any exposed skin that escaped the one sheet that is on you all. Steve breaks the contentedness by clearing his throat. “We better get out there and make an appearance before they send Sam up here to investigate.” 

You whine and pout, burying your face in Bucky’s flesh shoulder. “But moving is too much work. Can’t I just lie here while you guys grab food and serve me breakfast in bed?” Thor has now gotten up and headed to the en suite bathroom.

Steve quirks a brow at her. "Not a chance Doll. Come on, let’s go get cleaned up. You’ll feel much better after a hot shower.”

“Fine. But I want to be carried. I’m not sure if my legs are strong enough yet.” You give Steve a sugar sweet smile. 

“She always like this in the morning, Buck?”

“Only when she’s been thoroughly wrecked the night before. I rather like when she’s all cuddly and needy. If you won't carry her. I happily will. ” He declares. 

“No you go on ahead. I’ve got her. Come on sweetheart.” You reach your arms out to him and he pulls you up with ease. “Wrap your arms and legs around me Honey.” You do as you're told. Burying your face in his neck as he walks you into the bathroom and the extremely large walk in shower. As soon as the hot water falling from the rainfall shower head hits your skin, you let out a pleasurable sigh, melting into the warmth of the spray and the Supersoldier underneath you. 

“I’m gonna put you on your feet now Doll so we can clean ya up. You don’t have to do anything. Just stand there and relax. We’ll do all the work.” You just nod your head in reply.

He places you down and you tilt your head back, letting the water wash over you as your men get to work pampering you. You're clean before you know it and you’re being carried over to the sink by Thor. He sets you down and begins to help you moisturize, massaging your favorite lotion into your skin. 

Feeling a bit more like your usual sassy self you walk into the room to find the Supersoldiers getting dressed, grey sweats hanging low on each of their hips already, each going commando.

As you're lost in watching the corded muscles of their arms flex as they pull on their shirts, Thor slips one of his over your head and hands you a pair of Bucky’s boxers to wear underneath. 

“Thank you puppy.” You put the boxer briefs on and place your hair up, not bothering to try and cover up the hickey Steve gave you that's exposed. 

“Everybody decent?” Steve inquires.

“When it comes to clothing, yes. In a general sense, I’d say I'm about 60/40.” You reflect.

“I see the sass has made its way back.” He shakes his head. 

“Told ya you should have just let us stay in bed longer. The cuddly and needy Honey only lasts so long before that smart mouth comes back.” Bucky teases.

“Aww don't pout sweetness. I happen to like that sassy mouth of yours. Let’s go get some food in your belly and we can head back here and lounge around the rest of the day doing whatever you please. How’s that sound?” He wraps his arms around your waist. 

“That sounds like a wonderful way to spend a Sunday Buck.” You kiss his lips. “Lead the way Captain.” 

You all make your way to the common area kitchen where the rest of the team, in various states of awake and hungover, have congregated. All eyes on you as you help Steve gather the things you need to sustain the appetite of two Supersoldiers, a God and their sweet little vixen. Along with a team of misfit superheroes as well. 

Lots of eggs, fruit, bacon and of course pancakes are whipped up as you and Steve work around the kitchen together with ease, like you’ve done this forever. It’s a comfort you didn't know you were missing out on til now and you can't wait to see what other things will open up with Steve now in the mix. It gives you a warm fuzzy feeling inside.

As you and Steve continue your little domestic dance, Jane emerges from the hall and makes her way to the table where Thor, Bucky and most of the team are chatting away. She takes the seat across from him and smiles in his direction. “Morning.” 

You plate up all of the yumminess on the island bar, buffet style. “Foods up. Grab it while it’s still hot.” Before they can get up with the rest of the team you grab the plates you made for Bucky and Thor and walk to the table. “Not you two. I’ve already got you covered. Sit.” They sit back down and you place a plate piled high with their favorites in front of them. 

“This looks amazing. Thank you baby.” Bucky gives you a kiss to the forehead in thanks. 

Thor wraps a thick arm around your waist and pulls you down onto his lap, kissing your temple. “James is right. This feast looks most delectable. Thank you, my Queen.”

“I wasn't the only one cooking. Stevie is quite the chef himself. Now eat up. I’m going to make myself a plate.”

“No need, Doll. I’ve already made you one. Gotta keep your energy up.” Steve walks over and places a plate next to Thors, giving you a charming smile and a wink as he takes the seat beside you both. 

Everyone returns to the table and begins filling their bellies.

Tony being the little instigator that he is, can't help himself but to fuel the tension in the room. “So Jane. Bruce tells me you’re staying for a while on the compound in one of the rooms on Thor’s floor. I hope the accommodations are to your liking.” 

“They are. Thank you Tony.” She politely responds.

“Quiet enough for you? Were you able to get enough sleep last night?” He inquiries with a look in your direction. “I’d really like to know how my soundproofing is working. Based on the large hickey on Honey’s neck there I’m sure it was in use. Thor is a god of fertility after all. I’m sure you remember how a night with him can be.” 

“Actually that mark is my doing Tony.” Steve proclaims. 

The room goes quiet. All eyes turn to the four of you, who nonchalantly keep eating. 

“Wait a second. You’re telling me that you marked up Thor and Bucky’s little vixen and you’re still standing. Am I missing something here? I thought you guys were only in a throuple situation.” Tony looks to you for an answer. 

“Things change Tony. They evolve. I’ve been upgraded from a throuple to a harem.” A mischievous smile lights up your face. “What woman wouldn't want to have the attention and devotion of two Supersoldiers and a God. I’ve got more than enough love to give and they each provide me with something different. So why not?” 

You look at each of your men. “Steve and I are in the beginning stages, but he fits in like he should have been here the entire time. I won’t deny myself or them true happiness. If things change or someone wants out then we’ll deal with it in the event that happens.” You pop a blueberry in your mouth, slowly chewing as the team processes the news. “So get used to this face being around more often since I have three of them now.” 

“More power to ya girl. I was only with Buck in the past and he was too intense for even me. I can only imagine how intense the other two are. As long as you're all happy, I’m good. What you do behind closed doors is none of my business.” Nat commented. Several heads around the table nod their agreement as well as a couple outright verbal approvals. 

You were feeling the loving energy filling up the room from everyone except for the brunette astrophysicist, sitting across the table, trying to burn a hole through you and Thor. 

“Are you serious right now Thor?” She blurts out. “You’re sharing her with two other men? How could she possibly give you enough if she’s occupying their beds as well?” 

“Well that is easy Jane. We all occupy the same bed when she is around.” A bright smile adorns his face. “Also she gives me more than enough by just letting me be me. She has no expectations of me other than to love and respect her. She is such an amazing woman, how could I ever keep her to myself when she not only makes me a better man but James as well? If she wants Steven to benefit from her love, who am I to stop that. She is a Queen and deserves the world at her feet.” 

His sweet words have struck you speechless. You run your fingers through his hair and give him the sweetest kiss. Finding your voice you whisper against his lips. “I love you puppy. You deserve the world as well my King.” 

Jane scoffs. “This is so ridiculous. I don’t know how you could go from me to her. Such a downgrade. She can't even keep her legs closed for your team mates.” 

“Watch it Foster.” Bucky bristles.

You place your hand on his clenched fist that's resting on the table. 

“It’s ok, Buck. Not all of us are be frigid bitches.” You stare down Jane. “Listen here Jane. I know you're a big shot astrophysicist. Got a big brain tucked in that skull of yours.” A wicked smile emerges. “ You’d be smart to stop insulting me. The sooner the better. It’s not the God of Thunder, The Winter Soldier or hell even Captain America that you need to be afraid of. I can do far more damage to you than they ever can. Don’t let the sweet exterior fool you. I’m as sly as a fox and not above putting these hands to work teaching someone a lesson.”

Sam and Clint laugh. “Something funny gentleman?” Steve pipes up at the two. They shake their heads no and continue on eating.

“Thank you Captain but they can laugh. The situation is rather funny if you think about it. Being so jealous of someone you stoop to insulting them to try and sway the person you're lusting after to your side.” You shake your head. 

“I’m not jealous of you. You don’t even compare to me.” Jane snaps out.

“You’re damn right she doesn’t. She’s on a whole other level than you.” States the good Captain, coming in to defend your honor.  

“Language Captain.” He turns to face you at your teasing remark. You just smile all doe eyed and innocent at him. 

“That mouth is going to cause me a lot of strife isn't it?” Leaning forward, he pulls you closer to him. 

“It just might. But I assure you. You’ll love every minute of it.” You exchange a heated kiss. Uncaring of the audience in attendance at the table. 

“See. She can't even keep it behind closed doors, where it's appropriate.” A look of disdain and disgust overcomes the normally calm scientist. 

“Appropriate or not, I'm quite entertained. I like a good show with my meals from time to time.” Everyone laughs as Tony breaks the tension. 

“Well, it looks like it’s time for this show to hit the road. I was promised a lazy day of lounging around in bed and having my every whim catered to.” You remove yourself from the table, placing your empty plate in the sink. Your men follow suit. 

You go to make your exit, stopping at the threshold of the hallway, turning your head over your shoulder and meeting eyes with Jane. “You may want to stay away from Thor’s floor for the rest of the day. We’ll be putting Tony’s soundproofing to the test and I wouldn't want to offend your delicate sensibilities with any sinful debaucherous sounds that may escape.” 

Sam, Clint and Tony erupt in laughter as you saunter off down the hall. 

[sgtbbvrnes]

steve: don't do anything stupid till i get back

bucky: how can i? you're taking all the stupid with u

steve: :)

bucky:

bucky: no i'm serious you're taking it ALL i mean you're leaving all of us for a woman you barely know that you didn't even DATE and who, not to mention, moved on yeaaaaaars ago and is happy with her FAMILY and sam gave up everything for u and you're just gonna leave him like that and not to mention (again!!!) that ur sorry ass was ready to die by my hand bc u said u were with me tIlL tHe EnD oF tHe LiNe but—

[padfoot0216]

TIME FOR ANOTHER MARCHING BAND AU

THIS TIME MARVEL

Jarvis - He would be the metronome. Everyone loves the metronome. It doesnt make their ears bleed so that's a win for them.

Tony - Tony would either be a trumpet or a guard kid. You know he'd probably figure out a way to do both at the same time. He'd be playing the trumpet with one hand well spinning the flag with the other. Yet he'd be flawless.

Fury - Would be the band director. "I recognize the composer has made a decision but given it's a stupid ass decision I've elected to ignore it" He thinks everyone is scared of him. There not but they like to pretend. He will never admit to it but no one has ever done sassy ladies better.

Matt Murdock - He would be a drum major. He would always conduct completely in time and be a great help to Band Director Fury. If someone is even half a centimeter of their spot he'll know. He'll know exactly who's out of tune and who's playing to fast. Everyone is scared of him and he knows it he uses it to his advantage. In his free time he helps the guard. "No Matt we will not be incorporating backflips into our routine" Everytime he does a particularly good job conducting he will claim he is a really good lawyer. No one understands it. "Matt your not a lawyer." "Shhhhh I'm a really good lawyer"

Peter - He would be a chaotic sousaphone.

Steve - Strve would be percussion. He would be a chaotic little shit but still actually play when told to. He would throw sticks at the people who arnt paying attention but then bring them cookie the next day.

Bucky - Would also be a percussionist. He would play the cymbals and would constantly breaking them. He does it so often it becomes part of the routine.

Bruce - Would play the flute. The hulk likes the way it sounds.

Thor - Would play trumpet. He would play way after the song being cut off, and always go for the high notes.

Eddie Brock and venom - would play tenor and alto saxaphone. No one would know how he plays both instruments at once. Although sometimes venom will leave and become a flag.

Loki - Would be a guard kid. He would be dramatic and be the section leader.

That's all for now

[sinner-as-saint]

Love Made Me Crazy - 1.

CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Part 1 of the Love Made Me Crazy series

Run-through: It was all strategic; a plan meticulously constructed by you and your business partner; against James Buchanan Barnes. Not to take him down, no. But just to be one step ahead of him in the business world by uncovering his secrets; to learn his ways and hope to be better than him in every way possible. The façade you put up – of being close to him and earning his trust was supposed to be short-lived, most importantly; harmless. But then as always, things got a tad bit more complex when feelings intervened…

Themes throughout the series: ceo!bucky, angst, smut, fluff, manipulative reader, mob!bucky (it’ll make sense later I promise)

a/n: here we go… another mob story. Also, flashbacks are in italics. And if you are not okay with any of the themes, kindly, click away. 

The science behind heartbreak was rather simple.

Dopamine and oxytocin are hormones which influence our behavior when we say that we’re in love. Then, when your heart gets broken; these hormone levels drop and are replaced with the stress hormone – cortisol, which then makes you feel all shitty and miserable apparently.

You had read about the above in some magazine article; and it was rather detailed but you didn’t pay much attention then. You wished you had. Although, the article did talk about all the pain and suffering one faces when their hearts get broken, and then went on to talk about how to properly deal with it.

But it never mentioned which hormones skyrockets or drops, or what you should do when you’re in a situation where – due to your own reckless acts – you’re forced to make a call and break someone’s heart just a week prior to what was supposed to be your wedding day.

Which is exactly the kind of situation you were in right now; sat in your private plane, phone in your hand, you had a decision to make.

You could either just disappear from his life, and never see him again, but live with the constant anxiety that one day you might have to confront him. Which will be both embarrassing and awkward.

Or, you could call him and come clean. Apologize and have a proper closure and just take any insult he throws at you. Because even you were aware that what you did was heartless…

 Around year and a half ago, Tony approached you with a game plan. Tony was your dad’s childhood best friend, also his business partner. You knew him since you were born. And when your dad passed away, the family business became your responsibility and you and Tony were one of the best duos when it came to business. You were at the top of the hierarchy here, but there was just one person above you – Barnes.

“Tony, you want me to what?” you asked, a little surprised at what he proposed.

He sighed and rolled his eyes, as though he predicted your reaction.

“Look honey, it’s simple. All I’m asking for is a month or two of your time and we can be ahead of Barnes. Better than him even.” He used his words right. He knew the moment he’d mention your number one competition, you’d agree immediately.

You gave it a thought. Your job, this company was everything to you. And you were ready to do anything to take it to the top and make your family, most importantly your dad, proud. Besides, how bad could it be? You had complete trust in Tony.

“What do I have to do?” you asked and you could see the excitement on Tony’s face.

He explained how he wanted you to ‘get familiar and close enough to Barnes’ and earn his trust and act as a spy and uncover all his secrets and business tactics; find out about where he invests and why. To know how Barnes functioned, and how is it that no one can ever surpass him. To discover how is it that he’s always at the top.

You listened to Tony and tried to read in between the lines.

“So you’re pimping me out to Barnes so that I mess with his head?” you put it in simpler words, raising an eyebrow at Tony and smirking.

Tony was quick to defend himself.

“No, no, no your dad would come back and kick my ass if you put it like that.” He said and you both shared a laugh over the thought of your dad. “I’m asking you to… befriend him. And help us outdo him. You know we’ve tried, but the only way you and I can succeed is by learning how he does what he does.”

You were silent, thinking.

“Things like these are common in our world. Besides, you won’t be causing any harm to anybody. When time comes, he’ll find out. It’ll be okay, trust me.” He spoke again, and waited for an answer from you.

You thought it over. What’s the worst that can happen? He’ll find out the truth and give you a death glare, then perhaps you’d say something sassy and walk out of his life dramatically after winning.

Easy.

“Okay. I’ll do it.”

 ---

Walking into his life was easy. You met him at an extravagant party; the man himself, James Buchanan Barnes was the host. He was handsome; any woman’s perfect dream. Long hair, well maintained facial hair, tall and strong. And very, very powerful and proud.

The kind that when he walks by, everyone turned their heads to look at him. Not look, but admire rather. He was charming, and effortlessly flirty. He was what everyone aspired to be or to have.

Lucky for you, you were an expert at this game. And you approached him with confidence and a playfulness which he could not resist. With luck on your side, he was whipped rather quickly – which Tony teased you about and you rolled your eyes.

And it wasn’t long before you and Bucky – which was his preferred nickname – started spending much more time together. You intended to keep a distance, but somehow; you could not resist him.

Little playful dates turned into more frequent date nights, and sleeping over at his place became a daily thing.

You and Bucky became closer than you expected, and often while ranting about work and all the things he has to take care of – he spilled it all. Everything you and Tony wanted to know; his tactics, his secret allies, how he deals with competition, how he carelessly takes out those in his paths and more.

You kept feeding the information to Tony, who happily took them and applied them to your company and within the first few months, you guys were no longer below Barnes, but parallel – which meant that Tony’s plan was working.

-

“Okay kiddo, time to come home now.” Tony implied that there was no need for you to stick around Barnes any longer.

But you were quick to say, “Maybe I should stay for a while longer. You know, just to make sure we know everything there is to know. He’s James Barnes, you never know when he may come up with something new and unexpected. I should stay, just to be sure.”

-

Tony didn’t argue with you.

And just like that, what was supposed to last a month or two, was reaching its one year mark. But you blamed it all on ‘wanting to see if there’s anything more you can get out of him’ when in reality, you started becoming attached to Bucky. Even though you would never admit it.

How could you not? He was everything one could ever want. Attentive, loving, caring and nice. To a point where sometimes you felt guilty for messing with him like this.

You had many opportunities to walk out of his life, but you purposely turned blind eyed to them.

He had begun falling for you too. He had no close family so you were the only one he could call his own. Each day spent with you, each night spent loving you only had him falling harder and harder.

-

“Will you be mine?” he asked, one day while you were on a date. And you could’ve said no, and told him the truth, you could’ve walked away then. But you didn’t.

“Yes.”

-

You were being foolish, you knew. Was it love? You didn’t know yet. If it was, then it sure as hell had the power to make someone act all crazy and agree to things which would inevitably come crumbling down in the future.

And just like that, he gave your relationship a label.

Tony was furious when he learnt that you were now James Buchanan Barnes’ official girlfriend.

-

“You give up this silly relationship façade, tell him the truth and you come home right now, kiddo! I’m about to get real mad if you don’t.”

Tony called you the minute he learnt the news. He had kept you hidden from the world – your dad’s wish, and he surely did not want you to get publicized like this, not in the arms of your number competition.

“I don’t love him, Tony. I’m just playing along to the game you started. I’ll be home, give me time. There’s something major happening here, and he won’t tell me what. The minute I know, I’ll be home I promise.”

-

You never quite figured out if what you said that day was true or not. Did you love him?

But the other half was a hundred percent true – something was happening. A huge deal maybe? Or perhaps he was expanding his company? Whichever it was, you intended to find out.

Tony ended the call on your face and you didn’t hear from him in a long while. And in the meantime, you figured out what it was. A major deal which entailed way more money than you could ever imagine. And Bucky boasted about how there was no way anyone else would be able to snatch and strike this deal the way he could.

But little did he know that someone could. You and Tony could.

You fed the necessary details to Tony and he did what he did best – snatched the deal right off Bucky’s hands and took your company to the top – where Bucky used to be once.

Bucky was shocked when this happened and he wasn’t himself for many days.

-

“Who’s this Stark, and his mysterious business partner?” he asked one day, skimming through articles on tabloids which only talked about you and Tony and how your company was skyrocketing – luckily, thanks to your dad and Tony, your name was not allowed anywhere so Bucky never suspected a thing.

“I’ve heard of them once or twice, why?”

He just shrugged and said it wasn’t important. You knew he was upset that now he was no longer at the very top.

“Hey, it’s okay. That deal doesn’t matter, you’re still one of the best out there.” You tried comforting him right after backstabbing him.

He looked at you, while you were sat comfortably on his lap, and smiled.

“You’re right. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’ve got you, here, with me.” He gave you a kiss and hugged you close.

-

And those were the times when you felt the most guilty. This wasn’t a school playground where girls and boys play flirting games and call each other their girlfriend or boyfriend. This was real life, and you were leading a grown man on.

Then one day changed everything, and to you; it seemed like it was too late to walk away now.

-

Bucky got home from work and was rather grumpy and broody. So you did what you did best, pretended – or so you thought – to love him.

It started out with slow and gently touches and kissed which then turned into a more heated thing.

One moment you were on his lap, making out and the next you were lying on the couch with his face settled in between your legs.

Your back arched off the surface of the couch as his tongue slowly circled your throbbing clit and licked down, parting your wet folds with ease. Your arousal, mixed with his spit, drenched the lower half of his face. But he didn’t seem to mind it one bit. His sole purpose was to make you come undone all over his tongue. He liked watching you whine and whimper under him; with your thighs wrapped around his head.

His deep blue eyes watched you in awe and how you lost control under his touch; legs shaking as he teased your entrance with the tip of his tongue. His hands wrapped around your thighs, securing you in his grip as he pushed his face further into you; making you cry out loud.

You came violently all over Bucky’s tongue, body shuddering and shaking while you moaned his name out loud. It gave him an unfamiliar, but pleasant rush when he heard your strained voice moan out his name.

He kissed your inner thighs, licking you clean before kissing his way up your body and finding your lips again.

He kissed you with ardor; eager to just be inside you already and make you squirm and shake under him, but he also wanted to cherish each moment and worship your body. You felt his tongue stroke the top of your mouth, and his hands touched you wherever he could; your breasts, your waist – leaving trails of goose bumps wherever his fingers touched your skin.

While he did so, you felt something firm press against your thigh, and you smirked at the effect you had on him. Your hand reached in between the two of you to lower his underwear again because you need him just as much.

He pulled away for a bit and grabbed both your wrists and pinned them down on the couch above your head. He lifted his hips to align his erected cock to your entrance. You instinctively spread your legs apart to give him more room.

The darkening room made his eyes look darker than usual, and his face looked dangerously handsome. His voice was deep – which caused the butterflies in your stomach to go crazy.

With a slow, steady push, he inserted his length into you. You shuddered as you felt all of him, his beard tickled your skin as he kissed your lips repeatedly and told you how good you were.  You heard his ragged breaths as he removed himself out and pushed himself back into you again.

He sped up just a little, rocking his hips against yours and his hand reached up to wrap around your neck gently. He stared into your eyes, speeding up into you again. He leaned in to kiss your open mouth, shamelessly shoving his tongue past your parted lips and stroking the inside of your mouth.

You were overwhelmed by how good he felt deep inside you. His lips left your mouth and kissed down your face. You let out a moan as he found your sweet spot. You moaned again as he bit and licked the skin beneath your jaw, all while slamming into you relentlessly; stretching you out and pounding into you like his life depended on it.

His eyes looked even more piercing than usual. Your legs trembled as you wrapped them around his waist. The new position was much more pleasurable for the two of you; the tip of his cock touched your most sensitive spots and your back arched off the couch – your chest pressing against his partially unbuttoned shirt; his body heat radiating through the fabric.

You moaned out loud and his very gently tightened his grip around your throat.

“Fuck…” his voice cracked as he whimpered in your ear. He somehow sounded needy but in control at the same time, and it drove you crazy. You felt your walls clench around him, and tightening around his thick member; making him swear out loud.

“Cum for me, baby. Come on.” he panted against your cheek, kissing the side of your face and gripping your jaw with his hand. He didn’t slow down as you felt your orgasm wash over you, he kept pounding into you as your eyes rolled back and you moaned out his name as you came – hard.

He came right after you, and collapsed into your arms and pushed his face into your neck while he panted and caught his breath.

You mindlessly played with his long hair and asked, “I can tell something’s wrong, babe. What is it?” you surprised yourself with how concerned you actually sounded.

Were you being fake, or did you actually care?

“I’m scared.” He mumbled against your skin and you frowned and gently pulled his face away from your neck to you could see him.

“Of what?” you asked, and he gave you a faint smile.

“Scared that you might say no.” he replied, confusing you even more.

“No to what?” you asked, tucking a lock of his long hair behind his ear.

“To marrying me.”

You were shocked.

He spoke again. “Will you marry, baby? I want to share this life with you, please just marry me and complete me.”

And again, you agreed to something you knew would end up in a disaster.

“Yes.”

-

It was like a cycle, each time you and Bucky would take your relationship one step further, Tony would call you – pissed off.

-

“I swear to God, if you do not tell him the truth and come home right now I will fly there and tell him the truth myself.”

Now you were scared. “No, I’ll do it. Please don’t be mad at me, you’re the closest thing I’ve got to dad, Tony.” You were on the verge of tears.

He sighed on the phone. “This is foolish, Y/N. I want you home by next week, you hear me?” he waited for an answer but you couldn’t talk. Your heart was beating too fast and realization hit you like a hurricane.

This was a mess. A mess you had hand crafted.

“I said, do you hear me, kiddo? Come home by next week or I swear to God, I-,”

You cut him off, eyes watering.

“No. I’ll be home. I promise, Tony.”

-

Tony ended the call that day, and you knew there was no way you could marry Bucky. But things were moving too fast. He had hired an entire team to plan the wedding by the time you woke up the next morning. He was eager.

-

“Aren’t we rushing things?” you asked, one day – still searching for the right time to walk out of his life without making things worse. Although, how could they get any worse than this?

“I just can’t wait to make you entirely mine.” he replied, giving you a kiss and added, “Besides, I can’t wait for you to be Mrs. Barnes.” He winked and left.

Fuck.

-

You didn’t know what to do so you called Tony and told him how you had to get out of here right at this moment.

-

“Well thank God, I thought you were calling to say you’re pregnant now, Jesus.” He sassed.

“Tony, sarcasm won’t help. I need to get out of here, now.” you were pacing around the room.

Tony sighed.

“Fine, I’m sending the plane. Pack up and get to the airport right now. You’ll be home by tonight kiddo don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

-

So you packed your bags, got ready and left. You were in a bit of a rush because while you were packing, Tony texted you saying the plane and the crew were already waiting for you, so you didn’t have time to think about anything.

And now here you were.

The only thinking you did was when you got on the plane.

Now that you were on your way back, it all settled in and if you could rewind time and not go to that party where you met Bucky for the first time – you wouldn’t. Or perhaps you were lying to yourself again.

Did you regret the time spent with Bucky? No, you didn’t. Be it in the bedroom or outside, he was phenomenal.

Do you regret using him? You did, but that was until you got on the plane and remembered why you did it. For your company. Your job, and your dad’s business.

It’s not like you were the first one in history to mess with someone for your own benefit. Even Bucky had fucked over so many people to get where he is. He had told you all about it so many times. He had told you all about the people he had ‘used’ to climb the success ladder.

Besides, Tony said that things like this are common in your world, correct?

 “Ma’am, we’re ready to take off.” One of the cabin crew member approached you with a smile and you knew they required your confirmation to take off.

But you needed time.

“I have to make a phone call, 5 minutes.” The girl left and probably went to inform the pilot. While you sighed and leaned your head back into your seat and swore out loud.

You know what, fuck it!

 You unlocked your phone and with a few more taps, you called Bucky. And it felt like there was a void forming in your stomach with each ring.

Bucky picked up after the first few rings.

“Hey baby,” he greeted you.

Your heart raced as the past year and a half flashed in front of your eyes.

“Baby?” he spoke again and that dragged you back to reality.

“Bucky, hey um, I need to talk to you. It’s urgent.” You said.

He chuckled. “Since when are we so formal with each other, baby? Go on, I’m all ears.” He joked and then you realized just how comfortable you had gotten with each other. And how close. Would you miss him? No, right?

You took a deep breath and began narrating the entire thing to him. Only when you were saying it all out loud did you realized how fucked up this was. And how wrong and heartless you were. You were embarrassed and guilty.

Bucky was silent when you were done talking.

“Buck?” you had to make sure he was still listening.

“So all this time, you were just messing with me?” he asked, sounding so broken that your own heart hurt.

“I did it for m-,”

He cut you off.

“I don’t care what you did it for! Baby, did- did you not love me? What- where are you right now?” he asked, and you could tell by his slight rambling that he was stressed out.

“I’m about to take off. I’m going home.” You answered.

He sighed.

“Don’t go. Look, if you want the money you can have it. You can have anything, everything. I won’t be mad, I promise. Look, I’ve wronged people too, okay? Look, just… just don’t go.” He sounded calm and collected but you caught the change in his voice.

“I don’t want anything from you. I just… I just needed to let you know the truth. I’m sorry, I have to go.” You couldn’t understand your own feelings. And with the guilt piled on top – you were a complete mess. “Good bye Bucky.”

You ended the call and immediately told your people that you were okay for take off.

 Many hours later, you were home and Tony was there waiting for you. You rushed into his arms and sighed, as though tired but now relieved that you wouldn’t have to put up the façade anymore.

“I made a mess.” You confessed. And he agreed.

“Yes you did.”

You had indeed made a mess. And in doing so, you had forced a man to become something he never was. And never thought he’d be.

That one phone call of yours created a monster in the span of a few minutes. And you didn’t know this yet, but he’d find his way to you again.

Not for revenge, no. But just to return the favor.

After all, love did make people crazy…

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a/n: ready for another crazy ass ride? 

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Ria’s Top 10 Shrinkyclinks Fics

I will admit this isn’t my preferred AU -- I won’t immediately jump on a fic just because it’s pre-serum Steve and WS Bucky. I gotta like the plot, or the premise, or be really, really intrigued by the tags, but to be fair, that’s how I am with everything that isn’t Modern Bucky and Cap Steve, so. That being said, I have read some truly fantastic shrinkyclinks stories, and I do very much love Steven “Fight Me” Rogers at his scrappiest. And these fics also tend to feature protective!Bucky which is another personal favorite of mine. Oh, but also: shrinkyclinks generally refers to pre-serum Steve with actual Winter Soldier Bucky, but a lot of people use the tag just to imply body types, and when they say WS Bucky they mean he’s all huge and muscled and sometimes has a metal arm, though that isn’t required. That’s the definition I’m going with as well, so hopefully nothing’s confusing!

1. If Wishing Made It So by leveragehunters. Before I get into anything about the actual fic, let me say this: leveragehunters is probably my favorite stucky writer. Like, hands-down, I read almost everything they write, and they’re big into fantasy stories, which is a great bonus for me personally. So, so, so many good shrinkyclinks fics by them (Even Underneath the Waves, a mermaid AU that features equal amounts of pre- and post-serum Steve, and A-mage-ing Grace with mage Steve are two of my other favorites, and they would’ve been on the list, but I try not to put more than one story per author, ya know? And IWMIS kinda wins out above the others for me, so). This story features jinn!Bucky who finds himself in the baffled hands of Steve Rogers, who is perfectly prickly and stubborn and good. Bucky’s got a terrible past with humans in general (and Hydra in particular, what a shocker) that he and Steve have to overcome as their relationship progresses, but that progression is frankly beautiful to watch unfold. I come back to this story time and time again because of how much I love these versions of Steve and Bucky getting to know one another, learning to trust each other, supporting each other through the worst the world has to throw at them. Plus, there’s a few more stories in this series if you get as hooked as I am, which is always great!!

2. Roots Have Grown by AustinB. I remember reading this and just... completely feeling what Bucky is going through. Not everything -- he’s an agoraphobic veteran, and I can’t relate to either of those, really, but he’s so... awkward about his crush on Steve. And that’s -- that’s relatable to me. But it’s precious, really, how he tries to help Steve even though he’s afraid to actually meet him initially; he becomes Steve’s sort of... anonymous benefactor? Guardian angel with money? Like, it’s definitely a sugar daddy type deal originally but I doubt Bucky would describe it like that. I don’t know, it’s cute, though, and I loved seeing Bucky opening up to Steve as they became closer. 

3. Through The Woods by VenusMonstrosa, alby_mangroves. Okay, hear me out: werewolves. I fucking love werewolves in fiction; I mean, not really the romance novels you’ll see in the grocery store, but. Werewolf mythology is one of my favorite things, so seeing it in fanfiction almost always manages to lure me in. And I was so not disappointed with this story! Steve’s living alone in a cabin in the woods, which of course sounds like the opening to a horror movie, but here it leads to love. Werewolf Bucky is both charming and terrifying, to a degree, he’s a wolf, but he and Steve are fantastic together. This is another story that goes in on the trust aspect of their relationship and I for one am a big fan of that. There’s some violence, minor character death and the like, but it’s definitely not undeserved so. If you can handle that (and the sex, because there is sex in this) then I highly recommend this one!

4. The Joy of Little Things by obsessivereader, Sealcat. And so we move from werewolves to dragons. Yup. Dragons. Another of my beloved mythical creatures that I obsessed over when I was kid. Bucky’s capable of shifting into a human in this, but primarily he’s a big ol’ dragon that surprisingly doesn’t want to eat the scrawny sacrifice from the local village. Steve ends up working for Bucky, instead, and from there hilarity ensues. Steve’s obviously wary of Bucky, but Bucky isn’t at all what he’d been expecting, and they grow closer the longer Steve’s staying in Bucky’s caves. There are a couple of stories with Dragon!Bucky, but this is my personal favorite; it’s cute and heart-warming and, well. I just really like it. 

5. I Just Want to Love You in My Own Language by agetwellcard, inediblesushi. So this one has Cap!Bucky (Bucky!Cap?) but again, sometimes it’s more about how Bucky looks rather than his role as the Winter Soldier. Anyway, I remember my biggest take away from this story was how adorable Bucky was in his quest to win the affections of sassy Nurse Steve, who patches him up after missions and is probably playing hard to get. Bucky uses terrible pick-up lines, absolutely awful, and he is completely unashamed of that fact. Which is, as I said, adorable. Steve, initially, does not agree with my assessment, but he gets there eventually. After some requisite drama, of course.

6. Tint & Shade by forestofbabel. Oh, god, this one hurt me, I remember that pretty clearly. Bucky is the Winter Soldier in this, and Steve is a 21st century art therapist who just so happens to resemble his late grandfather, Captain Joseph Rogers, who fought in -- you guessed it -- WWII. Like I said in the intro, if I really like the premise of something I’ll usually read it regardless of the configuration of pre-/post-serum Steve and pre-serum/WS Bucky, and this was definitely one of the fics I got into for that reason. Having actual WS Bucky interact with a modern pre-serum Steve is always interesting, given how much they don’t have in common, generally (there isn’t even really the veteran status that modern Bucky sometimes has in fics), and it’s a journey to see how and why they connect. Having Steve resemble his WWII era grandfather caught my attention, and the fic itself made me grateful that I decided to go for it in the first place. This is another one where is trust is key to their relationship, considering the mental/emotional state Bucky is in at the beginning. Very good story overall!

7. Fourth Floor by dirtybinary, mithborien, picoalloe. So dirtybinary has written some amazing stucky fics, which is why I was so excited when I saw this being posted initially (a few years ago, but still). There’s magic! Mystery! Suspense! Some NatSharon! Looking this over, I’m wondering if I should’ve saved it for the Urban Fantasy list I wanna do (and If Wishing Made It So, if I’m being honest) but I do like it for the shrinkyclinks list. The writing is great, the characterization of Steve and Bucky is great, and like, they live in what is essentially a magical apartment complex, so what’s better than that? 

8. my heart tells me you are lonely, too by FanGirling. Alright, so I read this one as it was being published, and the slow burn about killed me. You know, in a good way, though. Bucky lives in Steve and his mother’s apartment building, trying to figure out where to go with his life now that he’s broken free of Hydra and gotten his autonomy back. He’s obviously wary, skittish, but he takes a liking to Sarah Rogers when she reaches out to befriend him, surprised anyone wants to be near him let alone take the time to get to know him. Steve... is not so easily sold on Bucky. And I’m not gonna spoil anything here, but the shit these two go through is intense, and I cried a lot during this fic, sometimes out of frustration because they’re both ridiculous about their feelings (of course Bucky’s fears are valid, the man has been through literal hell, but also I was internally screaming a little as Bucky continually talked himself out of getting closer to Steve.) I wanted to wrap the both of them in about thirty blankets for pretty much the entire length of the fic. God. They’re just -- they’re so incredibly sweet in this one, once they work past their issues (Bucky and Steve are both more than a little messed up from their respective circumstances, but they make it work). Mind the tags on this one, also, especially because there is a chapter that deals with attempted sexual assault against Steve (obviously not with Bucky!), but Bucky handles the situation before anything truly nasty happens, that I can promise. 

9. Local Raccoon Befriends Angry Chihuahua by charlesdk. This is yet another author I really love; they have a fantastic farmer!Steve/Modern!WS!Bucky story that I love to bits, as well as other great fics. But anyway, this one. The title sold me the second I saw it, honestly, I can’t even pretend that wasn’t the deciding factor in me reading this. I don’t think I can really do any better than the summary in explaining why I recommend it; feisty tiny Steve and lovestruck grumpy Bucky are a winning combination in my book. This one does feature the boys dealing with homophobia and ableism, though I can’t recall how severe it is. So I’d just mind the tags, and if you’re alright with them, thoroughly enjoy this story. 

10. The Road to Hell is Paved with Tony’s Good Intentions by pinlilli. Bucky as a mail-order Russian bride. That’s the detail that pretty much demanded I click on this fic, and oh my god, it was even better than I ever could’ve expected. Tony, in a bid to help Steve get over his awful ex-boyfriend (fuck Brock Rumlow in every universe, honestly), literally orders him a husband -- in the form of beefy James Barnes, who is a fucking gem and I will not hear one bad word against him. He does chores, it’s lovely and adorable, and you will definitely fall just as hard as Steve does. There’s some canon-typical violence in this one that relates to James’ past, but nothing super graphic as far as I remember. Again, Rumlow is a dick and should be treated as such, but he’s hardly the most important part of this fic and I urge everyone to take a look at it if they’re as intrigued by Bucky being a mail-order husband as I was. 

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headcanons - sam wilson (the falcon)

Ugh, I could kiss you rn. I absolutely LOVE Sam. I love him, okay? He’s sassy and sarcastic and... fuck.. Sexy. Okay. That aside. I know you’ve been kinda having a rough go with it lately, so I’m going to do my best to keep things fluffy and light ( plus, I’m still reallly... Feeling out 99 percent of the marvel cast tbh, I’m rusty af and really needed this ask, tbh) BUT... some subtle sexiness miiight just creep in.

Tag Squad: @kyleoreillysknee | @chasingeverybreakingwave 

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┎  The power dynamic in your relationship is split pretty equally and Sam wouldn’t have it any other way. Sometimes he’ll take control in bed but sometimes you want to. Honestly, he secretly likes to push and tease and flirt until he’s got you dangerously close to caving and taking the reigns because sometimes, he just wants to give up control. 

┎ Listen yo... There are cute texts and then there are outright sexts from him when he’s on a mission and you’re apart, there literally IS NO IN BETWEEN. You two will talk on the phone for hours. Many times, the phone has DIED because you’ve fallen asleep while talking.

┎  Man loves to snuggle when he sleeps. And yeah. He sleeps nude. Boxers on the rare occasion that he thinks Stark might get up to fuckery during the night and set off alarms or a mission might arise.

┎  It’s hella cute. You guys share food. And half the time, he’ll pull you into his lap and feed you little bites. “Better this than you stealin all my food.” he teases.

-- and yet... this does NOT stop him from getting up during the night and finishing off the pint of ice cream you left in the freezer. You two always do this to each other. At one point, you both started labeling your food, but quickly realized that it does not do an ounce of good when you’re both stubborn af and are gonna eat whatever you want regardless of a name.

┎  “Stop yeeting me without warning, Sam. Look, I get that you can fly and it’s fun. But maybe some of us need a heads up before we’re yeeted off to parts unknown?”

┎  Before you two got together officially... Sam totally used self defense training to get to know you. And be a flirty little shit. There were so many close almost kisses then, holy shit. Until you finally went for it. Now, it’s a known thing. If you and Sam have the training room, everyone else keeps a wide berth... because they’ve all almost accidentally walked in on the two of you in compromising positions making out, more than once.

┎ He is very very romantic, even if he seems more practical at first. And he never forgets the littlest moments. But remembering your actual true anniversary? Poor guy, it slips his mind a fair bit. To be fair, the past few have been spent apart, with Sam becoming part of the team and Fury constantly calling him away just days or even hours before hand..

┎  the above is why you two cherish your alone time and HIBERNATE as much as possible. If not, Fury would be blowing up his phone.

┎  Bucky thinks you and Sam team up during card games to cheat. He’s not entirely wrong, but mostly, you two just like lording it over the rest when you make off with the winnings. Plus, you can sit in Sam’s lap and you’re always down for that. ;P

[an-unknown-writers-world]

I Smell Snow

Day Ten: Snowstorm

Part of @panicfob​ 25 Days of Christmas Challenge

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst, a curse word or two,

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (First person, nameless)

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson

Word Count: 1793

A/N: Ten days – has it really been that long? Wow, thank you again to all of you have read this, either from the beginning or just jumping in. Snow is my favorite thing and I loved this prompt. If you have missed any previous writings, you can find them here – Masterlist.

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I stood at the stove while I waited for the chicken broth to come back to a boil, hand made pasta was drying on the counter next to me. This morning when I was out for a run, I got the idea to make homemade chicken noodle soup. Growing up my mom would make it every year for the first snow, and her mom did the same. There was no way to explain it, a person either knows what snow smells like or they don’t, and this morning on my run I smelt snow.

“It smells amazing in here,” Bucky observed coming into the kitchen. “Are those homemade noodles?” His eyes lit up when he made it to my side.

“Mmhmm, it was my grandma’s recipe.” I smiled at him.

He bent down to kiss me. “I can’t wait to taste it.”

“Oh, it’s not for you.” I joked.

“You’re awful sassy today,” He smiled heading to the fridge.

“I had a good run and it’s gonna snow.”

“Doll, we watched the news last night. The weatherman said bitterly cold and dry.” He mocked the forecaster.

“Snow is coming and a lot of it.” I beamed. “I can smell it,” I replied certain in my answer.

“Um, sweetheart, I don’t want to hurt your feelings. But as a super-soldier with enhanced everything, I can say with absolute certainty you cannot smell snow.”

“Wanna make a bet?”

Bucky looked at me clearly hesitant, “What do you want?”

“You already know what I want.”

He sighed heavily, “And if I win?”

“Whatever you want,” I replied.

“I guess I’ll have to think about that.”

“You do that, but it won’t matter. There will be snow on the ground before we go to bed.”

“Barnes, let’s go,” Sam called from the other room.

This piqued my interest, “where are you going?”

“Just over to the gym, we’re gonna spar.”

“That’s a fantastic idea,” I responded sarcastically. “Go easy on him.”

“I will.” He kissed me cheek before disappearing.

Stirring the pot, it still hadn’t returned to boil which was normal for this large of a pot. I grabbed the tea kettle from the stove and filled it to make a cup of tea. Waiting for either of them to boil, I sat at the kitchen island with my book and read.

Things around the compound were going well, the boys seemed to be getting along and Bucky and I had fallen into a natural routine, the comfort level between us was as if we had been together for years. Our relationship was a combination of an old married couple and hormonal teenagers; one minute we could be sitting on the couch and the next, be in compromising situations kissing until we were breathless. Sam would come into the living room, groan and leave most of the time.

Nights were the worst and each one seemed to end the same way. It started in the late afternoons, we’d have dinner together, then watch a movie or binge watch something on Netflix or Disney + and end it with late-night local news; spending hours cuddled up on the couch and oftentimes whatever was on in the background was ignored in favor of heavy make-out sessions. Sometimes one of us would fall asleep, it was usually me something about his super-soldier body heat and the way our bodies molded together made me so comfortable it was hard to stay awake. No matter what we did, the night would end, and we would go to our separate rooms.

It took another hour for the water to boil and the noodles cook all the way through, the biggest downfall of homemade pasta – it took longer to cook. It didn’t help that my grandma’s recipe was big enough to feed a small army. I pulled the pot off the stove and put it on the cooling stand, I could hear the chatter between Bucky and Sam in the hallway.

“That smells so good,” Sam commented walking in.

“I’m not sharing,” Bucky replied, pushing him playfully.

“She could feed a small country,”

“I prefer army,” I replied. “I can use an army for my will, not so much with a country.”

“If you brainwash them you can,” Sam said grabbing a bowl.

Bucky grumbled.

“You’re gonna wanna wait on that Sam. I just pulled it off and it’s been boiling for forty-five minutes.”

“I’ll be fine,” Sam replied with a shrug.

“Suit yourself.”

Bucky pulled a water bottle from the fridge before turning back to me. “Aren’t you proud, I brought him back in one piece?”

I laughed, “Very proud.”

“Now you know I can go easy,” He smiled, “when are you going to spar with me?”

“Let me think about this,” I tapped my chin, “Probably four days past never.”

He laughed, “never say never.”

“Ouch!” Sam shouted, “That’s fucking hot.”

Bucky and I both laughed.

“I tried to tell you,” I said.

“I know what I want when I win.” Bucky declared.

“Weren’t you just outside?” I asked, “It’s gonna snow. But, just in case, what do you want?”

“Spar with me.”

I thought it was a terrible idea, I had never been a field agent for many reasons, but my clumsiness and fragility were huge pieces of that. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Bucky, I did, with my life; I didn’t trust myself.

“Okay,” I replied.

He leaned forward and kissed me.

“Y’all seriously gotta get a room.” Sam groaned.

I couldn’t help but laugh, we did need to get a room but one of us was still very hesitant. It was stupid really; you’d think that I was trying to steal Bucky’s virtue. In all reality, I just wanted to sleep next to him, wake up to wrapped in his arms. I craved him in the simplest ways, but I understood his fears and concerns. He had night terrors like most soldiers, sometimes they were violent, and he woke up out of sorts. When we would talk about staying together, Bucky would voice his concerns about the night terrors and follow it up with a joking statement about not being able to control himself. The conversation without fail would end with Bucky kissing me senseless.

“We should The Mandalorian tonight,” Sam said leaning with his back to the counter, his steaming bowl abandoned next to him.

“Um, someone’s gonna have to explain it all to me,” I said. “The only thing I know about it is from all the baby Yoda memes I’ve seen.”

“There’s a baby Yoda?” Bucky grinned.

“Uh, where have you been?” Sam asked sarcastically.

“Not on social media.”

“Fair, he doesn’t see memes unless I show them to him.” I looked over at Bucky who showed no obvious signs of objection. “Everyone change and meet in the theater room in five?”

Both the boys nodded, and we all headed to our separate rooms to change. I changed into my cozy fleece red and black plaid sweats and pulled on a blank tank top. Passing by Bucky’s door I nocked not waiting for a response before opening the door. He looked up at me with a smile standing in his black sweats and white V-neck t-shirt. It was my favorite combination; I couldn’t explain why it just did something for me.

“Are you here to steal my clothes again?”

“Do you really have to ask?” I smiled.

“You could just keep it.”

“No, then it wouldn’t smell like you.”

He laughed, “You’re about to lay on the couch with me and you need my shirt for the smell?”

“No, it’s warm too.” I shrugged, “And since you refuse to sleep with me it’ll be a nice preheat of the shirt to keep me through the night.” I grabbed the shirt from his drawer.

He shook his head, “You make me sound like an awful person.”

“Not awful,” I smiled pulling on his shirt. “Come on, Sam’s waiting.”

Bucky took my hand and led me down the hall. We made it down the stairs and into the foyer, I looked out the window to the side of the door in a typical quick glance and continued walking. Then it registered what I saw, I stopped and pulled away from Bucky to skip to the door. I threw it open with a grin that split ear to ear, cold crisp air rushed in with the fresh smell of snow.

“Damn it,” Bucky mumbled. “How do you smell snow?”

“It’s beautiful,”

He came to stand behind me, arms wrapped around my front, kissing the crook of my neck.

“It’s cold, doll. I know it’s beautiful, but we can see it with the door closed.”

“Is the winter soldier complaining about the winter?” I joked.

He laughed; it was a musical noise in my ear.

The snow was coming down hard, there had to be at least three inches on the ground already, I was disappointed in myself for missing it on the way upstairs.

“Holy crap,” Sam said coming down the stairs. “Guess that explains the message I got from Maria.”

“What’s going on?” Bucky asked, turning to look at him.

“City of New York just issued a Blizzard Warning.”

“So why did she text you?” I asked closing the door.

“Making sure we were all home safe.”

I nodded, “I should check on Pepper, she was talking about going out to the cabin sometime this week.”

“Wrong time of year for that cabin,” Sam stated.

“It needed to be closed up for the winter,” Bucky explained.

I headed to the kitchen and found my phone shooting her a quick text. Bucky and Sam both joined me and dished up the soup that had finally cooled enough to eat. I won the bet, but I wouldn’t rub it in just yet. Bucky knew what was coming, there was no sense in giving him more anxiety about it.

Pepper text me back quickly letting me know she and Morgan were home safe she had gotten to busy to make it to the cabin. She sent a picture of Morgan staring out the window at the snow, she looked as mesmerized as I usually am.  

“Babe, Pepper asked if we could try and make it to the cabin for her this week. Just need to close things up and winter prep for it.” I said looking up from my phone.

“I don’t see why not. Obviously, we have to wait for the roads to clear up.”

I nodded, “Thank you.”

“Okay,” Sam grumbled, “this snow is not ruining my night. Let’s go.” Sam started out of the kitchen.

“Think he’d notice if we didn’t follow?” Bucky asked.

“Yes, he would.” I laughed, “We should make a blanket fort!”

[until-theend-oftheline]

Idiot Friends and Interrupted Kisses - Part 6: Setting the Mood

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Mention of unplanned Hulk-out, Tony is an idiot. A loveable one but still.    

Squares Filled: This entire series covers slow burn for @marvelfluffbingo

Word Count: 1400ish (excluding lyrics)

A/N: This series is written for @barnesrogersvstheworld 3k challenge - I hope you enjoy it Attie.  

Betaed by: @sebs-potato - thank you so much Ida.

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The only good thing about an unplanned Hulk out was that Bucky had the kitchen completely to himself. Everyone was busy either in the east wing cleaning up after the big lug tore through the place, or in their rooms nursing their wounds.

You weren’t hurt, but Steve had still sent you back to your room to rest. He didn’t want you to exhaust yourself too soon and for once you hadn’t argued. You just clicked your heels together and gave Steve a mock salute, “aye aye Captain.”

Steve had been glaring after you as you made a quick escape from the wing before he could change his mind and make you clean up. Bucky himself faked an injury and seeing as Steve had always been a little gullible, he had gotten away with it. Which was how he found himself in the kitchen, cooking up a storm.

He was very well aware you were never going to hold him to that bet. Especially not with how you had ended up winning that one. Bucky couldn’t help but smile a little at the thought. It had hurt like a son of a bitch, but he was proud of you. He felt at ease knowing you could take care of yourself out in the field.

That was one of the many things he had fallen in love with about you. You were tough and strong. You didn’t take any shit from anyone. Not even Steve and Tony. You held your own in and out of the battlefield. But you were also so much more than that. You were sassy and funny. You were soft and kind. You were almost as stubborn as Steve and as patient as… hell, Bucky didn’t know anyone as patient as you.

He smiled softly as he thought about you. The way the sun would make your hair almost shine and the way your nose always crinkled when you laughed. He loved the feeling of your hands against his skin or the simple peace of having you in his arms. Bucky had it bad and he was very well aware of that. He had no idea when it had happened. One day you were strangers, the next his best… well second best - just don’t tell Sam that, friend and suddenly he couldn’t stop looking at you. He dreamt of you. Not just nightmares of losing you like he had of all his friends. No. Dreams of a peaceful life. A life where he was loved and understood. A life that he had long since given up on, but with you in his life the hope it might once again be within reach had appeared.

Bucky made your favorite pasta and baked homemade bread. He had even snuck into Tony’s secret stash and found that red wine you had loved so much, but Tony hardly ever broke out. He also knew that he would probably get away with it if Tony found out it had been for you. You and the smart-mouthed billionaire seemed to have developed an older brother- little sister like relationship over the years. Bucky’s relationship with him, even though it had much improved, was still rocky at best.

Bucky pushed all thoughts out of his head as he looked proudly at the candlelit table and finished food. He turned on the playlist he had prepared for tonight, playing soft music to set the mood of the night. It was a piece of advice he had picked up from Sam a few days ago and even if the birdbrain was mostly hopeless, he once in a while did come up with a good idea.

Now all Bucky needed was you. He sent you a quick text asking you to meet him in the kitchen before he continued to fiddle with the plates and silverware making sure everything was just perfect.

“What’s up Buck?” your voice sounded from the doorway making Bucky turn around to see you standing there frozen in your jeans and a black tank top, and slack-jawed.

“Wow. Bucky. You didn’t have to do all of this,” you spoke and Bucky smiled, seeing the tears in your eyes. You were impressed.

“I’d do anything for you sweetheart,” Bucky answered sweetly and honestly as he took your hand and leading you to the table, making you giggle as he pulled out the chair for you.

“I feel a little underdressed for this,” you grinned up at him, gently tugging the blue shirt Bucky had stolen out of Steve’s closet earlier, before running your fingers through his half updo hair. “You look very handsome.”

“You’re perfect, doll,” Bucky assured you without lying. He didn’t need you to wear a fancy dress or makeup. The way you looked right now was his favorite look on you. Natural, at ease and with your hair falling loosely framing your face.

Bucky grinned proudly as he saw how you ducked your head slightly with a small smile as he complimented you. He loved having that effect on you. It had been a long time since he had tried to impress a woman, or even wanted too. You were different though.

Being with you was easy for Bucky. He felt comfortable and at ease in your company as the two of you ate and laughed, talking about the other Avengers, movies and everything big and small that came to mind. You stayed at the table long after you finished eating, holding hands across the table and Bucky felt the butterflies in his stomach swarm like crazy every time you laughed.

You gasped when Howie Day’s Collide started playing over the speakers and you sent Bucky a huge beaming smile that almost stopped his heart right then and there.

“I love this song,” you exclaimed and Bucky laughed.

“I know.” He smiled softly, getting up offering you his hand. “Will you do me the honor of granting me this dance?”

“Sometimes I forget how old you are and then you do something like that,” you giggled taking his hand and Bucky instantly spun you around in punishment making you squeal with laughter.

“Not that old,” Bucky grumbled playfully as you found your way into his arms. You giggled as you rested your head against his chest and Bucky closed his eyes, swallowing hard enjoying the closeness. You had no idea the effect you had on him and Bucky had no idea how to even begin to make you see how much he loved you. He vowed he would try. Every day for the rest of your lives if you’d let him.

You tilted your head, your chin still resting against his chest as you smiled up at him. “What are you thinking about, Buck?”

“You,” Bucky’s answered honest and instant, making you giggle and shake your head at him.

He stopped dancing, his hands traveled up your arms until they rested against your neck. He could hear your heartbeat picking up and he felt his do the same as he slowly began to lean in. Your breath was warm and pleasant against his face and your lips were so close he could almost taste you when the song changed.

She was a fast machine

She kept her motor clean

She was the best damn woman I had ever seen

She had the sightless eyes

Telling me no lies

Knockin' me out with those American thighs

Your eyes widen as you looked up at Bucky, who looked just as confused as you. When the song reached the chorus Bucky’s face was so red he could have been mistaken for a fire hydrant.

'Cause the walls start shaking

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me all night long

“F.R.I.D.A.Y?! What the hell?” Bucky roared, pulling back from you glaring into the room as if the AI was actually hiding somewhere.

“Sergeant Barnes?” the Irish sounding female voice answered instantly.

“Was that you?” you asked, looking more than a little perplexed at what was going on.

“Yes Agent Y/L/N. Mr. Stark told me to use it to set the mood when the time was right. Did I miss judge?” The A.I sounded apologetic.

“YES!” Bucky snarled, not knowing what else to say. He wasn’t sure when the hell that damn song would have been even remotely appropriate tonight.

“I’m going to kill him,” you hissed and Bucky looked over at you to see you spin around, leaving the room and him behind.

Bucky sighed deeply, sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs looking over the messy state of the kitchen.

“To be continued,” he mumbled as he got up, starting to clean the plates and kitchen.

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Flirt or fight (Bucky Barnes)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avengers!Reader

Warnings: Some fighting, mentions of a daddy kink (no smut tho)

Word count: 2560

Summary: You and Bucky have a rather weird way of flirting with each other, and some friends might want him to finally admit his feelings. 

This is set in a universe were Civil War never happened and everyone lives happily together in the Avengers Tower.

A/N: This is my piece for @propertyofpoeandbucky‘s mysterious writing challenge! (The prompt is bolded) I wrote this a while ago in the middle of the night and honestly completely forgot about it until now. Some of these parts are based on my self defense class (the daddy thing actually) and it was so hilarious I had to write it down. Hope you enjoy my sleepy ass writing style;) ~Liz

Clint had a smirk plastered on his face when he joined Natasha and Tony in the living room, with a coffee in one hand and making sure his precious drink didn’t spill on the ground, a bagel in the other. He had considered making popcorn, but he didn’t want to risk missing anything.

“So tell me. What are they fighting about today?”

You swung your leg in the air, and if Bucky hadn’t had such damn fast reflexes, he would’ve been hit in the head. Lucky for him, he was quick to take a step back, grabbing your foot in one swift movement and pulling it hard to bring you out of balance. But you wouldn’t have been the great fighter you were if you hadn’t found a way to take him down with you.

Nat sighed as she watched both of you continue your fight on the ground, but her friend knew her well enough to know that she secretly enjoyed the entertainment you and Bucky brought to the Tower. “Honestly, I don’t even know. Something ‘bout Bucky finishing Y/N’s leftovers.” Never taking her eyes off the fight, she reached for Clint’s bagel and took a bite. “That, or Y/N stole Bucky’s shirts again.”

Tony chimed in. “I bet it’s the latter. Or he’s just fighting shirtless because he knows that’ll turn her on.”

“Nah, he’s too clueless for that.” The archer was practically beaming with excitement. Sometimes life started getting a little boring at the Avengers Tower, but luckily you and Bucky never let it come that far. And if your fights had been really hostile, no one would’ve let you two be in each other’s presence anymore without being chaperoned, because you both were skilled enough to kill one another and not even flinch about it. But everyone knew you were practically best friends. And everyone, except for clueless Bucky and you, knew that you were head over heels in love with each other. And that fighting was basically your way of flirting, since you were both pretty much cowards when you weren’t on the field and thus didn’t really talk feelings with each other.

“By the way, shouldn’t Cap be here to try to keep them apart?”

A chuckle escaped Nat’s mouth. “Steve gave up two fights ago, where were you?” With raised eyebrows, she turned to Clint. “He left immediately when they started again today. Something about ‘little children who needed to learn how to flirt like normal human beings’.”

“Well, can’t argue with that.” Clint shrugged, returning his attention to the fight. “Hey Stark, wanna bet on who wins today?”

Bucky was a lot stronger than you, and you both knew it. But you wouldn’t have been world’s best assassin if you couldn’t take him on. You knew exactlyhow to make his weaknesses play in your advantage.

The thing was, Bucky was a great fighter too. He relied too much on his strength though, whereas you were a more tactical player, and touched your opponents where they least expected.

But since you and Bucky fought all the time with each other, your attacks weren’t as surprising as they used to be. Bucky knew you better than anyone, and you were certain that he only had to look at you to know which move you would pull on him next. That’s what made you such an amazing team on the battlefield, but it also meant that you had to find new tricks every time you guys fought.

Now at the moment, thinking was a little hard. You’d managed to get up to try and take the upper hand in the quarrel, but the Winter Soldier was quicker and took you down with one swift move of his leg. You would’ve fallen straight on your back if you hadn’t learned how to turn your body in that way that you would not only land safe, but also be immediately ready to attack or defend yourself.

Bucky was faster though, and he knew what you were gonna do before you knew it yourself. As soon as your body touched the ground, he hit you right in your waist to keep you from doing the move you wanted. With strong hands, he held your hands tight pressed against the ground above your head and quickly moved to straddle your hips, preventing you from moving any further.

His body weight pressed you down, and though you knew his strength had the upper hand in this situation, it didn’t stop you from trying and wiggling as hard as you could to escape his forceful grip.

Bucky watched you with a smirk, loving to see you struggle underneath him. “Guess you were too slow this time, doll!”

You grunted again, then decided to give up and let your head rest against the soft carpet – God thanks for the carpet, at least you were trapped in a comfortable pose this time. Last time he’d managed to get you, it’d been on the roof where it’d just stopped raining and puddles were spread all over the surface. Your clothes had been soaked, but in all fairness, Bucky’s were too and you couldn’t say you didn’t enjoy the view of his wet shirt clinging to his chest.

Especially when he was hovering over you with that sexy smirk of his.

You threw him a sassy wink before he would notice how turned on you were. “Please, Buck, I’m never too slow. It’s all part of the plan.”

Bucky simply raised an eyebrow at you. You knew he thought you were bluffing, but he still asked. “What plan?”

“This one.” As hard as you could, you threw yourself forwards, using his surprise to your advantage. But Bucky really was strong, and he was holding you too tight for you to move enough to do any harm. The only thing you could move was your head, but Bucky quickly took both your wrists in his metal hand, while his flesh hand pressed down on your throat to keep you from head bumping him.

He chuckled at your poor attempt to get yourself free, and you felt him add a little more pressure on your throat. “So what, that was your plan?”

Bucky should’ve known you better. Something dark clouded your eyes and your lips fell into a flirty smirk as you let out a moan. “Mm, choke me, daddy.”

His eyes widened noticeably at your words, and almost imperceptible his grip on your hands loosened a little. Something you had counted on, because as soon as you felt it you yanked your hands free and in a swift but powerful motion, you pushed his arm on your throat away. You took advantage of his loss of balance to firmly grab his flesh arm and push his shoulder with your other hand, bucking your hips to your side to throw him off you.

As soon as his back hit the floor, you moved to sit on top of him. You pressed your forearm against his throat before you leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear.  “No, this was my plan.”

Natasha was roaring with laughter in the distance.

Bucky’s eyes were still wide as he stared at you. You looked back, panting a little from the fight. Bucky, who was now laying under you, was breathing just as hard, you could feel it. Your eyes travelled down his face to his heavily rising chest, sweaty enough to make your breath hitch in your throat. You’d forgotten he was wearing no shirt.

“Like what you see, doll?”

Your eyes snapped back up to his, amusement shining in them. You didn’t even miss a beat.

“I like to see me beating you, so yeah.”

He tipped his head back and laughed, and your heart skipped a beat when you felt the rumbling under you.

“I guess you win this one, doll.”

“That’s what I thought.” You rolled off him and stood up, smoothing your – or rather Bucky’s – shirt and extending your hand to help him up. Then you walked up to Clint, who held out two bottles of water, and threw one his way. “Daddy.”

With another wink, you walked out the door. You didn’t see how Bucky again froze at that last word and how the water bottle you threw at him hit his head.

Clint and Tony were arguing in the background while Natasha joined Bucky on the couch. The Soldier was quiet and kept glancing at the door through where you’d just disappeared.

“Hey, wanna tell what that was all about?” Nat nudged him gently, and a soft smile appeared on his face.

“Nat?”

“Buck?”

He chuckled, because he was pretty sure that what he was gonna say was gonna sound stupid. But Nat had seen him in more embarrassing times, and he trusted her. “Is it possible to get a boner ‘cause you’re so in love with someone? Like a boner, but for your heart?”

Nat stared at him for a moment, but then she grinned widely.

“Oh you’ve got it bad, loverboy!”

The next time you had Bucky pinned under you was only two days later, and this time it was for training purposes. Of course it helped that you fought all the time already, but that didn’t stop you from feeling victorious whenever you won. But to your surprise, this time Bucky didn’t struggle to get free.

“You’re smiling. Why are you smiling?” You were still a little breathless from the fight as a frown took over the triumph on your face. Instead of the usual wrestling, Bucky was just laying there, defeated but with a small smile on his face as he looked up at you. The smile felt endearing, almost loving, but that didn’t make any sense.

He shrugged as best as he could, with you hindering even his littlest movements. “I don’t know. You always have that fire in your eyes when you win, and I never really noticed that before.” He shrugged again, as if he was just stating facts. As if his words didn’t make blood rush to your cheeks. It was almost embarrassing how easy it was for him to make you blush.

Which was why it occurred to you that it probably was just another way to make you feel stunned, to make you weaken your grip on him so he could still overpower you. Like you did with him a few days ago. You grounded yourself by making your grip on his forearms even stronger than it already was.

But Bucky didn’t seem to notice. The smile playing on his lips was nothing but gentle, no glint that showed that he was up to something. “It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

You scoffed. “I’m sweating and in my sports clothes. I doubt that’s anything of a beauty norm around here.”

“Guess I must really like you then.”

More abrupt than you would’ve liked to admit, your eyes rose to meet his, and you were surprised to see him staring back - more sincere than you’d ever seen him before. Though the words felt real, you couldn’t help but look for the lie in his features. “You … what?”

“You heard me.” He chuckled at your perplexed expression. How could you not know how amazing you are? “I have for a while now, in fact. I mean, what’s not to like about you? You’re kind, but you also stand up for what you believe in, and you’re so strong. And I don’t mean only physical, although you really are very strong.”

He threw you wink, which made you break out in a disarming smile. “Since when are you this good with words? You could’ve told me this much earlier, you know?”

“I’ve got some help.” Bucky flinched when he thought back at the awkward conversation he had a few days before. “Nat encouraged me a little. No, actually she said she would kill me if she had to watch the apparently thick tension between us for one more day, and she’s terrifying sometimes!”

You broke into a fit of giggles when you imagined the much smaller Nat lecturing Bucky about talking emotions. But you knew first-hand how terrifying she could be, so you completely understood what he meant.

Then you realized he had just told you he liked you, and you had yet to say something back. You’d never been one to talk about your feelings either, but with Bucky’s expectant blue eyes looking up at you, you knew what you had to say.

“I like you too.” Also for a while now, but you never dared to say anything because you didn’t want to mess up your friendship. And you were pretty scared of being rejected, even if you had regularly the gut feeling he felt the same towards you – a feeling that was apparently right.

Bucky grinned at your confession, as if you just made his entire day. “So –“ He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and you almost laughed out loud because it was a pretty comical sight, seeing him completely defeated under you but still acting all cocky and confident. “Can I kiss you now?”

Your eyes flickered down to his lips and back to his eyes, and you nodded in anticipation. “I’d say go for it.”

He kept looking at you. Your eyebrows raised in question when he didn’t move, which made him chuckle. “You’ve trapped me, remember? I can’t move if you don’t let me go.”

“Oh.” Right. You immediately loosened your grip on his forearms, and as if he’d waited for that, he instinctively grabbed your shoulders and rolled you over, so he was now on top.

Your back hit the ground hard, but you didn’t feel it when you saw him hovering over you, that goofy smirk you had fallen for plastered on his face. Eyes widened when you realized that he was now in complete control, that you were the one trapped now, but somehow that realization only made the anticipation  in your stomach grow. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to have him holding you down for once.

When he kissed you, it was with the same tension you and him fought with, but the passion in the touch was a whole new feeling. This was a battle you could both win. Bucky smirked against your lips. “Gotcha.”

“I told you I could get him to confess.” Natasha grinned up at Steve, who did his very best not to look at the security footage of two of his best friends making out with each other. One kiss he was okay with, but he really didn’t need to see how the two of you kept rolling each other over to take control and deepen the kiss.

“Who confessed to whom?” Tony walked in on them, his eyes curiously looking from Steve to Nat and back.

Steve just motioned to the images. “Bucky did. Now they’re busy making the gym unsafe.”

Clint walked in at the moment Steve shut the videos down. “Hey, no, I wanted to see that!” He pouted like a young boy who just was told he couldn’t have candy anymore.

“Gross.” Tony shook his head, then grinned widely. “Hey Clint, I still get 50 bucks from you!”

“What now, Bucky confessed?” The archer groaned and took out his wallet in defeat. “Come on, Y/N! I counted on you!”

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[tony-starkrogers]

Stevetony Fic Rec

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Volunteering.

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- In which Steve temporarily loses the plot and goes AWOL, Tony deals with everyone’s shit and neglects to mention to SHIELD that Steve is actually possibly in his bed, AIM soldiers get discombobulated in various nasty ways, Bucky is a good captain and Clint is adamant that he’ll only shoot Steve in the face if Tony tells him to.

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Tony gave Steve a look of such horror that Steve almost wondered if he’d misspoken and casually mentioned that he’d been tossing puppies off the top floor of Stark Tower.

“You’re not,” he said, “a fan of beards? I mean – but you like my beard.”

Steve tilted his head. “Uh. No, not really a fan of yours, either.”

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Open file TS_762-b.ims... Sometimes, when a drive is completely broken, the only thing to do is wipe it clean and start over. When he wakes up, Tony has no idea who he is, or what he did to end up where he is. Depending on who he talks to, he was a villain or a hero, a genius or a degenerate. What he is now is still up for debate, but it doesn't look like he's going to have much time to figure it out. With a computer in his head screwing up and a country falling to pieces, options are getting limited. SteveThe world needs Iron Man a lot more than it needs Tony Stark.

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[mjrtaurus]

The Avengers and Cards Against Humanity

Steve Rogers: Surprisingly lewd. Makes everyone question just how dark his sense of humor really gets. Takes everything as a learning experience, and honestly doesn't care about winning or losing. Totally cheats, but won't get caught dead admitting it.

Tony Stark: Witty and intelligent responses, but isn't above dropping a stupid card just to throw people off his trail. Will play to the Card Czar, but refuses to cheat despite having every opportunity to do so. Plays to win, but will accept defeat with grace.

Bruce Banner: Plays as logically as possible, corrects any grammar incompatibilities when reading off the cards. Drops a few lewd cards every now and then to surprise people.

The Hulk: Not an actual player, but will coach Banner into following up on any sudden instinct to lay down pervy or dumb cards. This tactic almost always leads to Bruce winning the round. The Hulk sees this as a way to better learn about his host, and Bruce to build a more harmonious relationship with The Other Guy.

Thor Odinsson: Takes things overly literally, must sometimes be calmed down when seeing the more tasteless cards. A good sport, and an astonishingly quick learner. Constantly eyeing the deck as if Loki might spring from it at any given moment.

Natasha Romanoff: Plays the Card Czar like a harp. Will psychoanalyse everybody without hesitation. Plays to win, and will plot against the winner if it isn't her. Has it out for Clint and Tony.

Clint Barton: Does whatever he wants, really. A master of making dumb things work. Doesn't care if he wins or not, he just plays to play. Will get into it with Natasha if she pushes it hard enough. The rare occurrence that he uses a card that is intelligent, it hits like a truck.

Bonus:

Wanda Maximoff: Shy but absolutely LETHAL. Is somewhat shocked at first about the content of the game, but rolls with it like a champ. Uses it as a constructive way to work out grievances against anyone at the table. Plays to the Card Czar when it happens to be Viz.

The Vision: Complete memelord, gives Peter a run for his money. Has to pointedly remind FRIDAY that no, he doesn't want to see everyone else's cards, and yes, he does consider that otherwise normal function of data exchange to be cheating. Tries not to play favorites, but will often choose responses that he has deduced to be either Tony's or Wanda's.

Stephen Strange: In a word, WILD. The life of the party, really. Has a clever sense of humor and will lay down responses that will have people staggering. Quiet and serene on the outside, absolutely sinful on the inside. Only pretends to be a sore loser because he likes being dramatic.

Peter Parker: Loves puns, just under Viz as the resident memelord. Plays to everyone's interests. Loves to make people laugh, because he knows these guys need to laugh. Makes doe eyes at Tony when he reads his cards and then pouts at him if he doesn't choose it.

Rhodey: Shares a lot of inside jokes with Tony, which he uses to his advantage when he is the Card Czar. Has an equally dumb and witty sense of humor. Openly chooses any card but Tony's just to mess with him.

Sam Wilson: Perv master. Makes everything a sexual innuendo. Plays to no one but himself. Picks Peter's cards as often as possible without causing suspicion.

Bucky Barnes: Nerdiest sense of humor. Gets unbelievably sassy with both Steve and Sam. Hardest to break, but when this man laughs, he's like a literal ray of sunshine on a stormy day.

Wong: Poker Face™. Loves puns and is constantly a victim of Peter's responses. Super dorky laugh that gets everybody giggling because of how infectious it is. Holds his best cards until the perfect opportunity arises. Very patient.

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Favourite Character Tag Game

I was tagged like ages ago by the lovely @schweetheart, so here it goes.

10 favourite characters from 10 different fandoms. In no particular order.

Morgana Pendragon (BBC Merlin)

You thought I would say Merlin, eh ? Well, I do love Merls with all my heart, but Gana is my girl, my coven sister from another universe, PROTECT HER, I am the president of the Morgana Defense Squad.

Jyn Erso (Rogue One)

SHE DESERVES BETTER. Poor, brave, fierce girl. I love her. She became an inspiration for me immediately : “we'll take the next chance. And the next. On and on until we win... or the chances are spent.”

Hermione Granger (HP)

Listen. Hermione has been my role model and my fictional equivalent since I was 6 and I discovered the joy of reading with the Philosopher's Stone. Okay, I agree that she has her flaws and she made poor decisions sometimes. BUT SHE’S BEEN WITH ME SINCE I WAS A KID AND I LOVE HER.

Salim Condo (Ewilan series)

His sass. His way with words. His love for Ewilan. His bravoure, his humor, his strength, his loyalty ... Salim.

Athos (The Three Musketeers) (THE BOOKS)

The Three Musketeers might well be one of my top 10 favourite novel and Athos is amazing and so deep and three-dimensional. Also he is the epitome of Tall Dark and Handsome and me loves that.

Artemis Fowl (Artemis Fowl)

MY BOY. Artemis makes up the other half of my personality that was shaped first by Hermione. Smart. Sassy. Cunning. Resourceful. Capable of growing, learning, accepting change. I love these novels so much and every year I wish for Eoin Colfer to write some more ...

Rosa Diaz (B99)

Aaaaah, Rosa. *Doug Judy mode* Rosa, Rosa, Rosa ... I love her. I want her knives. And her bike. And her leather jacket. I wanna be her.

Bucky Barnes (Marvel and MCU)

Bucky Bear. You deserves a happy ending, my poor, sweet, tired soldier. I wasn’t mad for the MCU before Bucky appeared. And then I got the Ed Brubaker comics and holy hell I love this guy.

Tybalt (Romeo and Juliet)

MY SON. My poor, sweet, misunderstood, bleeding heart. I love Tybalt so much. I will defend him against anyone who wants to make him the villain of the play. HE IS JUST AS MUCH A VICTIM OF VERONA’S FOUL SYSTEM AS THE OTHERS. I wrote 40 pages on both him and Mercutio, I know what I’m talking about.

Eowyn of Rohan (LOTR)

“ - I fear neither death nor pain - What do you fear ? - A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond recall or desire.” This is one of the most inspirational quote of my teenage years. Eowyn is a badass and se taught me how to stand for myself and that freedom is to be protected and cherished. 

Tagging : @tinyrubywolf @misslazuli @the-alexandrian-alchemist @nooowestayandgetcaught @keepingcalmisoverratedgoddamnit @annie-thyme @wisepuma23 and whoever else wants to give it a go !

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Everything in one place.

I thought I’d put everything I wrote in one place to make life a little easier. I would also like to point out I’m no good at summaries, so I apologise. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICS,CREDIT TO ORIGINAL OWNERS.

My tag list is open.

BUCKY BARNES

She’s my Bucky  Y/n is like a sister to Sharon Carter so naturally she will be maid of honour at her wedding. when she arrives she meets Bucky and they hit it off. will she let herself be happy or will her past continue to stop her? (fluff, angst, mention of parents deaths and implied smut?)

You said you would wait for me 1  \  2  Bucky was shipped off to war leaving his girl behind with the promise he would come back to her. what happens when he regains his memory of her after his HYDRA days? After all she did say she would wait for him. (Angst, fluff)

You’re not as different as you think  Bucky is in a relationship with Tony’s daughter. she is fed up with how her father treats him and tells him a story but who’s is it? (fluff, angst)

That wasn’t meant for you  When a Halloween prank goes wrong. Bucky makes it so right (fluff, implied smut?)

Take good care of my baby  Tony’s daughter comes home to find her boyfriend cheating and runs to the only man she knows she can trust, her father. under the protection of the avengers it comes as a surprise when one of them attack her? But is all as it seems? (angst, fluff, mentions of violence)

You called me, Doll  Y/n learns the hard way that a slip of the tongue can land you in a spot of bother. (fluff, implied smut)

Bomb disposal duty  when y/n gets a surprise! Daddy Bucky is left holding the baby, and something smells. (fluff)

I think he knows  Tony hears strange noises coming from his daughters room. When he investigates he finds something out, how will how will he take the news? (fluff)

Help needed  Y/n goes out leaving Bucky with their 3 month old son. They will be fine, what could go wrong? right? (fluff)

No secret  Bucky and Sam share a mutual hatred for each other, or do they? somethings are best kept a secret. (fluff)

All wrapped up  Bucky wants to propose on Christmas day but doesn’t know how. the team give him some ideas, it cant be that hard, right? (fluff)

Extraction needed  Girls night, drink, Bucky in the wrong place at the wrong time. (mentions of a bar creep, fluff)

That’s my sister  All tony wants is for his daughter to get on with peter. will everything work out? (angst, fluff, implied smut?)

She’s a bit, fiery  Y/n is a new member of the avengers and can control fire and she has the temper to match. poor Sam. (fluff)

Oh yeah, that’s great too  Bucky leaves for a mission and leaves an important not for y/n. what will she do with the information? (fluff)

Right on target   Bucky decides to train his girlfriend to shoot long distance but maybe she’s a bit better than he bargained for. (fluff)

The air between us  when a mission goes pear-shaped Bucky and y/n find themselves in a tight spot, will something in the air tests their friendship? (fluff)

Only with you  Bucky sees y/n with Sharon and Steve’s baby and it makes him think. (fluff)

Suit up  Bucky and Steve do everything together, so maybe they should be embarrassed together? (fluff)

Mission accomplished, soldier  Bucky left them behind to protect them, little did he know they needed protecting from him. (angst)

The trouble with two  (requested) Y/n and Bucky are close, like siblings. They escaped HYDRA together and are deadly to anyone they come up against, unless you are an avenger. (fluff)

Double trouble  When a mission goes wrong and she almost dies, y/n gets a telling off from two very unhappy super-soldiers but what happens when they hear her talking behind their backs? surely she should be punished, right? (hints of a poly-relationship, implied smut?)

I’m coming for you, mama 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5   when his wife and mother of his child is kidnapped, Bucky will stop at nothing to get her back. Even if it means losing himself. (angst, fluff)

Shower shock Bucky comes home after a mission and gets out of the shower with less than he went in with. (fluff)

Just like her mama  Y/n is in labour and in a panic, Bucky runs off and leaves her and she has to make her way to the medical bay on her own. things don’t go as smoothly as she hoped and unlucky for some, history likes to repeat itself. (fluff)

Looks like a Barnes, sassy like a stark Becky Barnes is the image of her father, Bucky Barnes. Her mother y/n stark starts to wonder if she will take after her with anything. However some have noticed she has a sass that has stark written all over it. (fluff)

Code red  Y/n goes on a mission and leaves their son with Bucky, Steve and Sam with one rule, not too much sugar. That’s not hard, is it? (fluff)

Not so secret agents  Bucky hires his, Steve’s and Sam’s sons for a secret mission, spy on their sisters. will the mission be a success? (fluff)

Heating issues  When you have something that needs to be fixed, maybe Bucky isn’t your best option. (fluff, implied smut?)

Ladies night Y/n has been working non-stop so and needs a break so Bucky asks the girls to arrange a night for the ladies. (fluff)

Holly’s game Bucky’s girlfriend comes between him and y/n but what happens when he sees her true colours? (angst, fluff)

Little bitty pretty one  Bucky comes home after a long mission to his favourite food, favourite girls and favourite song. what more could he need? (fluff)

Bring her back  y/n and Bucky’s relationship is at breaking point, their daughter goes through her first mutation. will it bring them together or will if finally break them for good?(angst, fluff)

A little tied up  the male avengers all go out for the night but come back without Bucky, what happens when his girlfriend finds out? (fluff)

Mud slide Bucky and y/n adopt a puppy and he gets in a spot of bother and y/n  tries to rescue him. things don’t quite go to plan. (fluff)

The ‘B’ word Bucky has to deal with the one word that no daddy is ever ready to hear, boyfriend. (fluff)

Dough dilemma  Y/n pops out and leaves a very clear instruction. Do not touch the bowl. For two super soldiers both over 100 years old, easy right? (fluff)

The wrong name Bucky loves y/n and she loves him but neither think they are worthy of the other using other women to fill the space he wants her to fill was going to backfire at some point, right? (fluff, slight angst and implied smut)

Dangling doll y/n sets out to scare Sam but ends up scaring Bucky instead. (fluff)

Our kind of love Bucky and y/n have a unique relationship what happens when someone tells him that she doesn’t deserve him? (fluff)

That went well y/n agrees to go on a double date with Sharon, Steve and Bucky as a favour to Sharon. will she find love herself? (fluff, implied smut)

Save Freddo this is my submission for Taw’s 4K writing challenge. PROMPT: “the food looks great but…there’s something much more delicious I’d like to eat right now.” (implied smut)

Love at first shot  Becky Barnes knows her family is very different to everyone else’s. When she asks a question about her parents relationship, Bucky takes it upon himself to tell her what she wants to hear. (fluff)

Help from above y/n is on an undercover mission when things go slightly sideways, will Bucky be there to help his girl? (fluff)

Hit me with your best shot   y/n and Bucky decide to play darts with a dangerous twist and it goes slightly wrong and they learn something important. (fluff)

She's my therapy Bucky and y/n are spending a lot of time together and Bucky starts skipping therapy and Steve gets worried and could have handled it better (fluff, angst, fluff)

One shot to change it all  This was a request. Bucky and y/n are sent on a mission together but they hate each other, or do they? (angst, fluff)

A love like theirs  Bucky never thought he would find love let alone grow old and have a family but he done it. they done it, together. (fluff)

Spider! Bucky knows that one day his little girl would have to leave home. maybe now though is sooner than he was expecting. (fluff)

On your marks Bucky and Steve take their kids to the park with Sam and decide to ignore the one thing they have been told not to, racing. (fluff)

Burning love Bucky plans a romantic night for y/n but it doesn’t go how he hoped, or does it? (fluff)

Watching the baby The avengers are gathered for a family barbecue and Bucky offers to watch the baby to give y/n a break but does he have another reason? (fluff) 

Look at me  Bucky and y/n sometimes just have to stop and remind the other to “look at me.” (fluff, angst, character death)

Wheel big surprise Y/n is about to be sent on her first mission but Bucky doesn’t like it, chaos ensues but maybe Bruce has the information to change things.

Bringing it home y/n told Bucky not to be late for dinner and to make sure he keeps his word he had to bring something home from work.

Stay with me y/n get upset about Steve going back to the forties. Bucky comforts her and makes an admission that may just cheer her up.

STEVE ROGERS

Everything as it should be 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6  Y/n and Steve have a history, cards were played on both sides. The trial of Bucky Barnes vs the state is happening, will things all work out or has too much happened to fix things? (lots of angst, fluff)

Irish blonde  Steve is getting his fiancée a drink when he catches the eye of a woman who’s thirsty for maybe a bit more than a drink? (fluff)

Double trouble  When a mission goes wrong and she almost dies, y/n gets a telling off from two very unhappy super-soldiers but what happens when they hear her talking behind their backs? surely she should be punished, right? (hints of a poly-relationship, implied smut?)

Fix it / Fix them / Fix us  Steve returns after the events of civil war to the girl he left behind. Can what’s broken be fixed or has too much happened? (angst, fluff, implied smut?)

When push comes to shove  when you have had a rough day and just want to sleep the last thing you need is a snoring super soldier (fluff)

Everyone wins  as an avenger he knows what its like to lose but she makes him feel like a winner. (fluff)

I see you, Mrs Rogers  Y/n and Steve have got so caught up in routine they  have forgotten about each other. Steve makes the move to change things. (implied smut, fluff)

Words of love everyday Steve writes y/n a note or poem telling her how much he loves her. Surely it cant be that hard to write one back? (fluff)

Hearing things Steve’s daughter askes him a very awkward question and he thinks he handled it ok, or did he? (fluff, implied smut?)

The shy, the lazy and the matchmaker Steve likes y/n but wont make a move so Bucky gives him a hand (fluff)

Paint, pain and proposals  Steve and Bucky arrange a day out for their girlfriends y/n and Nat and it doesn't go to plan but they soon learn great minds think alike (fluff)

Angels in distress If Mama and Daddy say “no” who do you call? Grandpa of course. (fluff)

Dancing in the street  y/n and Nat spend their day off with a movie and some retail therapy but get stuck in traffic on the way home. What better way to cure boredom than dancing, right? (fluff)

Something stupid Steve has an accident and while at home with y/n and the one person who you expect to show up does but how did he know? (fluff)

Label  Maybe buying Steve that label maker wasn't the smartest move. (fluff)

Dead to me y/n declares during her pregnancy, if it hits the floor it is no more. Trust Steve to be understanding and comforting, right? (fluff)

Now I can the fight is over, everything is as it should be and Steve finally gets the answe to a question he’s asked a lot.

Shots y/n likes shots, alcoholic or otherwise. Bucky walks in at the wrong time and maybe on the receiving end of the otherwise.

SAM WILSON

I’m just the water boy  Bucky, Steve and Sam help Sam’s old army partners sister out of a tight spot. (fluff)

At last  Y/n goes on yet another failed date. will Sam finally get his act together and tell her how he feels? (fluff)

Flying without pants Sam finally gets his girlfriend to agree to fly with him. while she was worrying about her safety she should have been worrying about something else. (fluff)

Battle of the birds Where would y/n be without Sam to save the day and protect her from things in the night. (fluff)

OTHER MARVEL CHARACTERS

My best avenger  y/n comforts Thor while he is having a hard time and she tells him what he needs to hear, but is everything as it seems? (fluff, implied smut?)

Kitty when nobody can calm the hulk, y/n to the rescue. (fluff)

Not that kind of Banner  Tony introduces Thor to some music, Thor makes a BIG mistake. (fluff)

I loved her first   Tony watches as his daughter dances with her new husband and remembers when she was a child and it was just him and her. Based on the song I LOVED HER FIRST BY HEARTLAND. (fluff, angst)

Daddy dance with me  Kind of a follow up to I LOVED HER FIRST but can be read on its own. Tony and y/n have their father daughter dance at her wedding and she reassures him that she will always need her daddy. Based on the song DADDY DANCE WITH ME BY KRYSTAL KEITH. (fluff)

Lost  Y/n, Sam, Steve and Bucky end up driving back from a mission, things take a bad turn and y/ns gets upset, leaving the boys to make it up to her. (fluff)

On the case y/n stark and peter parker get bored during the school holiday and decide to spend some of Tony’s money to amuse themselves. what will he think? (fluff)

They are family The team get stuck in a storm on the way back from a mission and y/n takes them to her parents home and introduces earths mightiest heroes to her family. (fluff)

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Thoughts on Infinity War, and Thanos' Motivation

Disclaimer: I'm not a Marvel expert. Some of my information on comic plots was collected from wikis and secondary articles, due to a lack of access to a primary source or the simple inaccuracy of my own memory. I also mostly enjoyed Infinity War, and any criticism herein should not be taken as decrying the whole.

Spoilers behind the cut. Please close your eyes and scroll super fast, block tags, duck and cover, etc. if you’re on mobile, because, seriously, spoilers.

An extremely simplified version of movie production:

From a production standpoint, Iron Man was a huge risk for the studios fronting the money for it. After critical and box office flops from 90s Batman films and other various superhero action flicks, studios typically found comic book movies to underperform in comparison to budgetary requirements for good visuals, making them unattractive. Marvel has taken a large step away from making comic book movies, to making comic book adaptations, because what works on the page doesn’t work in a moving picture.

Marvel Studios’ cinematic success has almost nothing to do with how compelling the source material is – because some of Marvel’s library is pretty much slush pile garbage. This was before your average artist or consumer realized you can get pretty literary while still having cool pictures on a page. They’re valuable because they propelled the comic industry to widespread success, but the source is best examined with a critical eye towards tone deaf and anachronistic viewpoints on race, sexuality, gender, and pretty much everything else. Marvel Studios has done a fairly consistent job of divorcing the cinematic canon from the original medium’s baggage, to which I attribute a large portion of the films’ success in comparison to very lukewarm iterations of DC or X-Men.

As media consumers, we’re accustomed to having a finished product to hold and analyze. When considering story, in terms of plotting and pacing, I personally believe it’s most helpful to compare the scope of the MCU production to be similar to that of a television show, rather than a traditional movie or movie series. It may be startling to know that even very successful television shows, like Breaking Bad or Stranger Things, often don’t even have all the episodes completely written out prior to beginning filming of a season.

Marvel Studios’ movies have been in production for ten years, with many, many different hands in the pot, and earlier scripts don’t always set up the best planting and payoff of character or plot elements later in the continuity. (For visual learners, Lindsay Ellis has a very layman-friendly example using clips from Mad Max: Fury Road.)

You can see where this might start to cause some consistency issues.

Crossover event comics and the necessary sacrifice of emotional development:

For anyone walking in to expecting Avengers: Infinity War to have a lot of character development, I’m very sorry for your loss.

There was never going to be a grand emotional reunion for Steve and Bucky, and there was never going to be whole hours dedicated to bonding and witty bickering and new friendships that weren’t absolutely vital to the plot. That we got things like the Steve-and-Bucky hug, the jealous Star-Lord vs. Thor moments, and Steve introducing himself politely to Groot were for the benefit of the audience more than advancing the plot, which is a huge victory in terms of crushing as much as possible into a theatrical cut.

A film production has a finite amount of screen time to allocate before a movie becomes bloated. When people joke about Infinity War being the most ambitious crossover event, I don’t think some of them realize how on the mark that is from a production standpoint. Hard decisions have to be made between what isn’t vital to advancing plot in a compelling way and what was retained to meet audience expectations. Infinity War often felt like it tried to recapture that Joss Whedon-ish sassy-but-kinda-flat comedy from the first Avengers, and that meant punchlines for jokes sometimes land at emotionally inappropriate times because characters just don’t have cinematic space for witty banter between shooting aliens and losing everyone they ever cared about.

There’s a difference in author-audience expectations of what’s important in these team-up movies, and also gaps between fans actively participating in fandom because they love the characters and casual moviegoers looking for a blockbuster. It all comes down to how much each party in the creative transaction is willing to settle for. Traditionally, Marvel has set up the character-driven plots and subplots in individual comics with occasional crossover cameos for a few issues when another character or baddie is relevant to the plot. The large crossover events, like Civil War, Contest of Champions, or Infinity are almost always plot-heavy and character-light.

This is so much easier in comic book format, where multiple series can be coordinated in regular, paced releases, and different comic issues may happen parallel or directly before/after the event crossovers. Movies take a significantly larger amount of time to produce, through pre-production, filming, post-production, marketing, and distribution.

A brief (I’m serious, they’ve been making comics since the 1939) explication of source material:

One of the largest disconnects for me, as a fan of both the comics and the movies, was the change in Thanos’ motivation, but not his mission. For those who aren't aware of the origins of his character, he essentially wants to murder people to impress a girl – Mistress Death, to be specific. He wants to kill half of all life in the universe so that he can be her equal and win her affection. 

Dorkly did a pretty solid breakdown of some of Thanos’ Infinity Gauntlet story and the innate misogynistic slant of his character, including comic panels from the original source material, that paints comic!Thanos an internet Nice Guy™. (Feel free to skim the article; it's a bit slow to get to the point.) Perusing the comic panels, you can see Thanos is hella into negging and is spiteful when Mistress Death shows interest in another dude (spoilers: it’s Deadpool). He clearly believes love is possession, and if he can’t have what he wants, then, good golly, no one can.

He’s also really off the rails – dubbed the Mad Titan even before his objectification mega crush on a badass corpse with a wicked bod – and is personally responsible for destroying Titan. He’s not a villain that believes he’s the hero, and this shift away from his motivation being dangerous-and-horrible to dangerous-and-misguided casts the first shadow on the premise.

My (very personal) opinion on the execution:

MCU essentially played keep away with some of the more supernatural elements of the source material, at least until introducing Dr. Strange. In doing so they had to construct Thanos’ motivation for a comic-book-inspired task out of whole cloth. There is no Mistress Death. Secondary characters that were discrete entities are often pulling double duty*.

(*Or triple. See also: Bucky Barnes, who is wearing the backstory of Captain America's gay best friend Arnie Roth and now White Wolf. If you were previously unaware of this factoid, please enjoy the irony that Marvel’s biggest pro-American propaganda piece had an openly gay best friend circa early 80s but Civil War ham-fistedly had to work in that awkward-as-fuck smooch between Steve and Peggy Carter’s hot young romantic surrogate niece.)

So, okay, they have to reinvent Thanos, who we've only seen in a handful of post-credit scenes and vicariously learned, through Loki in the first Avengers movie and then Gamora in Guardians, is a conqueror and also really Bad News™.

I buy everything so far. And why not? Black Panther made me love Killmonger and his rage, and the parallels to contemporary issues made him fairly empathetic without highlighting that his perspective was necessarily the ‘correct’ one. Similarly, Spider-Man: Homecoming’s villain, Vulture, was believable in the sort of suffering everyman-turned-desperate way, highlighting the fallout of the Space Invaders vs. Avengers destruction without suggesting the audience should root for Vulture.

In general, I am on board for these movies going straight for the throat on the big baddies of the comic universe because movie production is lengthy, expensive, and time-consuming. Dear Marvel Studios, Give me Avengers vs. Dr. Doom. Love, Me.

A villain can be built up over the course of a single movie (or two). Armed with this optimism, and heartened by recent Marvel Studios successes in characterization, I walked into Infinity War expecting as much gratuitous violence, universe-cleansing genocide, and genuine fear of Thanos as I could possibly expect from something Disney-adjacent.

I knew people were going to die. Let me say – there was no way to spoil this for me. The Infinity Gauntlet comic series starts with half the universe dying. I expected there to be ‘casualties’ and even though the Russo bros said that this wasn’t two parts of the same movie, it’s certainly serial. At minimum, I was expecting Thanos bent on conquering the cosmos, worshiping at the altar of death in the abstract, if not groveling for an inevitable-cosmic-force-turned unattainable woman.

And yet. And yet.

We got the purple version of the Kool-Aid man with some seriously unaddressed parent-child issues (mirrored in Tony Stark’s loss of Peter Parker) and a wholly unimaginative motivation. I won’t go too far much into the movie’s alarming efforts at framing Thanos as a sympathetic character despite his genocidal and horribly abusive tendencies, because I am A) not an expert at identifying film technique and B) the push for Thanos to be an empathetic villain has been analyzed elsewhere.

Phenomenal, limitless cosmic power and all you want to do is break shit? For all the immaturity of it, Thanos’ comic book motivation was more believable.

To those arguing that the his motivations in the movie are predicated off of him being the Mad Titan and therefore not rooted in logic: The film did not explicitly plant the idea – except in the way that we know genocide is bad due to an innate sense of morality – that he was unhinged and power-mad, nor did they really give the audience any payoff.

Instead, we get, ‘I don’t really want to do this, but I must.’

There was a point where I started wondering why the hell he wasn’t just being steadily roasted by the Avengers for not receiving some sort of basic education in the evils of wealth disparity and resource distribution.

As an audience member, was I meant to believe this incredibly powerful entity at the center of a massive fleet, accompanied by a group of talented and sycophantic followers, couldn’t think of a better way to bring ‘balance’ to the universe?

Perhaps Thanos’ justification is simply the conceit of the way the universe operates, required to propel a plot forward. However, this is also poorly explained. There are many unanswered questions: Why is it a given that killing half the universe will create balance? What does balance look like? Is this state permanent or is it a routine, necessary evil in order to stop entropy? Is balance a socioeconomic state, or does it have some greater cosmological significance? We know that Titan fell after rejecting Thanos’ extreme solution, but would the population have actually endured and flourished if his plan had been carried out?

For a movie that did so well at handling a cast so phenomenally large as the one involved in its production, Infinity War really didn’t go in very hard on selling Thanos. I would have been perfectly happy if Marvel Studios had taken the risk to lean in hard on making the movie Thanos-centric, given Thanos even more screen time to develop his character, motives, and the rules of the universe – and then make Avengers 4 about, you know, the actual avenging.

Parting notes:

What are we left with?

Infinity War gifted us with some badass action clips, a fairly jarring death performance by Tom Holland, Cheerful Goatherd Bucky Barnes, and emotionally traumatizing bubbles. It never really sells the conundrum it sets up via Thanos. You'll never hear me insist a peice of art or entertainment is required to carry some sort of social commentary or moral message, but I feel like this could have been, tonally, a vastly different film had it considered the core of Thanos' motivations the same way it considered Vulture's or Killmonger's.

Also, where the hell is Adam Warlock (set up at the end of GotG: Vol. 2; revisit planting and payoff) to shit talk Thanos’ lack of villainous veracity when we need him?

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MY AVENGERS AUS by yasmin-alliyah

(i might update these with new ideas and new ships idk) TONYT'CHALLA: princess lessons • in which tony has to suddenly learn the customs of the wakandan people as the prince escort and rhodey and sam are no help. be a pretty baby for daddy • in which tony is a poor college student who's drowning in debt and t'challa is the young rich prince of the small country of wakanda. robin hood • in which t'challa is the son of an international diplomat and he sees tonh shoving food into a velvet bag in the middle of a royal ball. RHODEYTONY: drive, just fucking drive ! • in which rhodey is an A* student who is infatuated with the scruffy, sleep-deprived brunette who manages to scrape every class. BUCKYTONY: smart ass with a nice ass (ft steve) • in which tony and bucky are rival cops who are put together to stop an evil mob boss with a preference for cute, sassy brunettes. all we wanna do is get high and listen to PARTY • in which bucky and tony are insufferable roommates who enjoy teaming up to antagonize their next door neighbor and occasionally get drunk to gossip about the other students. TONYNAT: rush hour • in which the highly trained russian cia agent has to drag her incompetent american counterpart around a highly delicate case. WANDANAT: red lipstick, rose petals, heartbreak • in which natasha is the gorgeous editor of vogue and wanda was her secret lover who had to go somewhere natasha couldn't find her. wrap your velvet heart around my jagged edges • in which natasha has strict religious parents and wanda is the traveller girl with the beautiful eyes that teaches natasha that not all sinful things are bad. TONYTHOR: knockout ! • the one where thor is a famous wrestler and tony is his manager who has a massive infatuation with him. loving him is a sin (but a sinner i am) • in which thor is the happily married (straight) man who lives next door to the depressed single writer. expect the twist • in which he was the golden boy and tony was just the shadow that followed him around. PIETROTONY: the ashes, shame and scorns • in which tony falls in love with the pretty, silver haired immigrant boy who sits outside his school and has many shocking stories to tell. TONYCLINT: aw, singlehood • in which it’s Nat’s wedding to Bruce and she keep shoving the boys into each other because they’re the only ones at the entire ceremony who are single. PETERTONY: we're adults we swear ! • in which peter quill and tony stark bond over microwaveable chicken nuggets and secretly pine for each other across the supermarket shelves. SAMTONY: scars to your beautiful • in which the boy with no name enters sam's support group and over the course of a month, sam falls in love slowly with the man with the brown eyes and sad smile. SAMBUCKY: text from your ex • in which sam and bucky are happily dating until bucky gets a text message from someone who really wants to fuck his life up. SAMSTEVE: draw me like one of your french girls • in which steve loves to secretly draw sam, sam secretly loves it and bucky wants to fight thor. american psycho • in which steve is a influential owner of a billion dollar corporation who has a dark secret and sam is the cop who's dedicated to bringing him down. SAMSCOTT: it's getting hot in here (so take off all your clothes) • in which sam and scott are firemen who have a game where they try to flirt with as many of the people they save that they can. SAMNAT: strawberry cappuccino • in which steve and bucky both have a crush on the gorgeous barista at starbucks but she only has eyes for their best friend. SAMCLINT: 4:00 • in which sam and clint are rogue cia agents who have to protect the famous son of the president of the usa before he becomes a victim of their ex director's schemes. SAMRHODEY: bitter always follows the sweet • in which sam and rhodey are going through their expensive honeymoon when an old 'friend' turns up, ready to wreak havoc. come fly with me • in which rhodey is young sam's supervisor who finds the the younger lad both annoying and endearing. RHODEYBRUCE: ciao adios • in which rhodey and bruce have to attend a science talk tour for 10 boring long ass speeches and they fall in love along the way. THORSTEVE: morning endeavours • in which thor and steve decide to do everything on steve's list of things to catch up with in the future and somehow they fall in love on the way. backalley boy • in which thor stumbles across a skinny boy getting beat up in an alley and saves him. STEVEPIETRO: sometimes the heart can see, what’s invisible to the eye • in which steve is in love with his girlfriend's twin who's coincidentally dating his best friend. throw in a crazy, quick wedding and a group therapy session and antics ensue. BRUCETONY: why am I preaching to this choir, to this atheist? • in which bruce is a strict preacher and tony is an openly gay actor who teaches him that some things that are sinful can feel virtuous. the ideology of butterflies • in which a forty year old man takes his much younger lover on a road trip as they seek to escape civilisation and societal rules. BUCKYPIETRO: the castle without colour • in which bucky is enamoured with his enigmatic next door neighbor pietro, who loved mysteries so much he became one. inhale, in hell there’s heaven • in which bucky lives across from an angel who's deadly, godly and beautiful all at once and he isn't quite sure how to feel about it. telepathy • in which bucky meets the most beautiful boy dancing under the strobe lights at a club. BROTPS & OT3/4/5 CLINTKATE: suck it up hawkguy • in which clint is stuck babysitting the spoiled heir of the bishop fortune, until something goes awry and it's up to clint, kate and lucky the pizza dog to save the day. southside • in which kate has fallen for her coffee-addicted psychology professor and a smitten america is trying to woo an oblivious riri whilst kamala observes their plight with amusement. CLINTNAT: budapest • in which natasha and clint get married, adopt a penguin and get shot at 67 times in the space of an hour, where's phil when you need him ?? CLINTTHORHULK: be back in a sex, -sec • in which thor, clint and the hulk visit asgard to find out who's been sending the avengers cryptic messages stating their inevitable doom. TONYCLINTTHORSTEVE: karaoke anyone ? • in which the group decide to hold a karaoke concert with the rest of the group which tony swears he'll win, but thor has a trick up his sleeve. SAMSTEVEBUCKY: i'm singing on the mic til my voice hoarse • in which sam is a famous r&b singer who is simultaneously sleeping with two members of the same world renowned boy band. THORCLINTSTEVE: sharing is caring boys • in which thor, steve and clint are found regularly bonding over their shared love for shitty coffee and natasha romanoff's rock band in wade wilson's shitty café. aww, fuck me • in which clint goes to a café every morning for cheap breakfasts as he can't cook for shit and this incredibly attractive couple are looking at him and oh shit, they sent over a coffee and their numbers. he's fucked. fix me up, daddy • in which clint stars as the 'i-did-something-super-embarrassing-please-don't-judge-me’ patient, thor is the completely baffled doctor and steve is the completely done nurse. TONYSTEVEBUCKYTCHALLA: they joined hands and the world ended. • in which the guys are all successful CEOs of important businesses and it seems that they all hate each other to the outside world but actually, they are all in a relationship. but what happens when a jealous ex lover finds out and threatens to expose them to the world ? I NEED SOMEONE TO WRITE ALL THESE !! message me if you're interested.

[mgnemesi]

I dreamed Stucky again, so you get a non-fic

So, the details are running away from me, leaving a strange haze of ~impressions~ and convictions. It’s an AU. Somehow, it reminds me of Planet Hulk but also not. It’s strange. It’s probably some post-apocalypse world, where technology *is* there, but they use it sparingly, and clothes are more reminiscent of a land straight out of a fantasy book. There is some evil person. Of course there is. And there is also, but I learned this slowly as the -uhm- story developed? There’s also this belief that people can bond their souls, and become stronger for it. Of course, it’s all bullshit. …or is it? 

Anyway, people pair up at random and start doing a series of rituals to bond and gain unparalleled strength - because being strong is the only way to survive. There are a lot of fights. Not as much in the streets but in a Coliseum and in fight rings. Fighting gives you prestige, money, fame. Sometimes you HAVE to Fight to be able to put some bread on your dinner table. Sometimes, people Fight because they enjoy the sport of killing. Sometimes, people are kidnapped off the street to offer a spectacle. There was a series of at least 3… Or 4? Rituals to go through to get a proper Bonding.  I remember a tattoo over the heart that matches something of the other person (Steve is the one who gets it). This world also has a lot of magicky stuff so the tattoo had to… This is hard to explain. This world is chock full of physical manifestation of spiritual stuff. A person’s “Destiny” or “Essence” or some other similar thing manifests as a delicate chain. So basically Steve drew something himself (prob Bucky’s eyes or hands or face), picked Bucky’s chain, coiled it over the design, adding to the existing art. And then the drawing kinda… Absorbed the chain and transferred over to Steve’s skin.  Second ritual: the two gems that represent each person’s “Soul” are somehow united/fused/I have no idea together into a single pendant (that Bucky wore on a choker with the pendant nestled in the hollow of his neck)  …and I cannot for the life of me remember the other two. There were more Rocks, though.  I also remember Steve carrying around his mother’s pearls as a powerful remainder and good luck charm, and I remember it helping unexpectedly in the binding but I don’t know how.  The great part of all this, is that most of the ritual stuff *is* bullshit. Rituals hardly, if ever, work, but Fighters perform them anyway and try to convince themselves that they are unbeatable and will live to see another day.

In this complex and deadly world, Steve is a very strong person who loathes Fighting, and managed to Fight only rarely, never to the death,by choice and to protect something or someone. 

Bucky is… Not like that. He also LOATHES Fighting, but he’s good at it, very strong and resilient, so he’s been used and abused his whole life, until he managed to escape and become a Wanderer. 

Neither of them is bonded, because, 1) they’re plenty strong enough and 2) come ON. Bonding? Souls? That will NEVER work, let’s be serious (besides, Steve thinks privately, I wouldn’t use someone for strength. Besides, Bucky thinks, who’d ever want to be saddled with the Soul of someone like me? Besides,they both think, why drag someone with me in this quest to stop the Fighting, when I’m not sure that I… or Them… have a chance to survive? Why would I be so cruel?)  The two of them meet accidentally in their way to the Fighting Coliseum, which they plan to infiltrate and destroy, and then they want to erase the Fighting and completely overthrow the system… The usual “save-the-world” routine. They don’t… Hit it off immediately. There’s not full blown Cap VS the Winter Soldier violence between them, but they are truly NOT bosom buddies. TRULY NOT. 

They bicker and they glare and they close off in sullen silences and pout and sassy one another and discover they’re accidentally and incredibly attuned in everything, not just fighting. They warm up to one another, not even that slowly AND BOND COMPLETELY BY ACCIDENT.  Like, they get noticed during their quest to dismantle the Fighting Rings by whoever runs the Coliseum (Hydra?) and goons come to kidnap them. Bucky’s Chain gets snagged off as he is dragged away by some assailants. Steve panics, and to keep the chain safe he curls it gently and carefully between the pages of his sketchbook, trying not to ruin the delicate, silvery string, coiling it softly with slow concentration… and as soon as he lets the chain go. BOOM! Insta-tattoo. To say he’s stunned is an understatement. SINCE WHEN DOES SOMEONE’S CHAIN DO THAT? DID THIS REALLY HAPPEN? IS THIS PART OF THE RITUAL OMG. He proceeds to go and save Bucky, who honesty didn’t need saving anyway. Steve has no time to explain about the chain when they meet up, because they have enemies to fight off. They’re being overwhelmed. Steve is down and about to get killed and Bucky, in some fit of helpless rage, presses his palm to Steve’s Soul Stone, in such a way they it comes into contact with his own, too, even if it’s not deliberate. Blood and sweat is running between their skin and their Stones, and desperately, with his teeth gritted as he braces for the end, he thinks: “Save Steve! Save Steve! I don’t care if I die here in the bloody dirt like a dog but Steve deserves to live!” And BOOM! Insta-joining of the Soul Gems and a surge of power for Steve, who fights off the goons pinning him.  They end up thrown inside the Coliseum anyway, where they bicker and sass each other some more… Even as they care for each other’s wounds, washing and bandaging them with slow, careful hands, heads bent close enough their eyelashes are touching. They complete (again, by TOTAL accident, the two dorks) the rest of the Ritual and THEY DON’T EVEN REALISE IT, OMG. My dream ended with the two of them gearing up to Fight in the Coliseum. Steve had his shield at this point, which maybe was a physical manifestation of the Bond. Schmidt (I think he was either the Head of the Coliseum, or the Champion… Or both. Both work too, but I can’t imagine who he’s Bonded with. UNLESS HE USES SOME KIND OF DARK MAGIC DISGUISED AS THE BOND, AND HE PICKS UP RANDOM PEOPLE TO USE AS “BATTERIES” WHEN HE FIGHTS, PEOPLE WHO GET DRAINED AND DIE AFTER EACH ROUND. This works, too. Maybe that’s what most Hydra Fighters do, and that is why Steve wants so bad to destroy them and stop the Fighting) Schmidt, like I was saying, is gleefully waiting for them to get in the arena, because he’s looking forward to properly crush the fools who dared to try and overthrow Hydra. Steve is all leap-into-fight-first-I’ll-think-about-strategy-later-if-ever, whereas Bucky is burning with righteous fury and takes the time to prepare himself (I don’t wanna say long bath and oils but. Uh…), to wear ALL HIS ARMOUR, STEVE YOU FOOL, to prepare and wear his weapons… And also to wear all the physical manifestation of the bond, so not just the choker but at least another trinket and… I think the Arm is a result of the bond, too. Steve is on his way to get his ass handed to him, but Bucky swoops in and saves the day. However it happens, I’m sure they win, anyway (UNLIKE Planet Hulk… I’ll NEVER be over THAT ending). As for the reason why they bonded so effortlessly and actually DID get stronger, unlike many others: the Bonding ritual is NOT bullshit, but it’s a commitment based on compatibility and strong feelings. You have to build up to it. You can’t just stitch two souls grueling together and cross your fingers for the best. It’s basically a slight twist were soulmates do exist, but it’s not all so “inevitable”.   Happily Never After is NOT optional, here.  I can so see them kissing for the first time after their last Fight… Surrounded by a cheering crowd… All bloody and sweaty, with mussed hair and torn clothes… And perhaps they “collected” the Avengers along the way, or the Howling Commandos, and there is this Resistance who storms the Coliseum while Steve and Bucky fight and kill Schmidt… And then Tony, Nat, Sam, and all are there to witness the kiss and cheer (and betting money is exchanged. Just saying) I don’t know if later they keep up their life as wandering heroes or if they settle down and are pushed into becoming, like, King Rogers and King Barnes *rotfl*. I like both.