#congrats Wanda you’re officially the last to know

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Day 757

Natasha: “You’re a morosexual, just accept it!”

Wanda: “A what?”

Natasha: “A morosexual - it means you’re only attracted to morons”

Wanda: “I am not!”

Natasha: “Really?” *points to Y/N and Agatha*

Agatha and Y/N: *trying to slide down the banister of a three story spiral staircase*

Y/N: “If Anna did it in the opening song of Frozen, then SO CAN I” *slips off and cascades down an entire story*

Agatha: “HAHAHA” *slips and falls on top of them* “OOF”

Natasha to Wanda: “You’re doing a terrible job beating the allegations”

[romanoffshouse]

Y/N: I think I’m in love with Wanda.

Natasha: Congrats. You’re officially the last person on earth to know that.

[wannabe-fic-writer]

Natasha Romanoff x Reader : Prove Me Wrong

Summary: She can trust you, even if she doesn’t know it yet.

Warning: 18+ Mental Health, Mentions of Death, Mentions of Violence, Smut

Chapter 10

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Eyebrows shoot up into your hairline. E/c eyes blinking in surprise.

Across from you stands the entire team, in front of them is a large breakfast spread, and balloons. 

You smile with a shake of your head,“ what is all this for?” 

Tony smiles, rounding the corner to stand at your side. His arm circles your shoulder,“ as of today, you have officially been with us for a year.”

“Awe, guys this really didn’t have to be celebrated.” You tell them, once again looking at all the food on the counter. 

All of them instantly wave you off a layer of replies rolling over you varying from “you deserve it” to “Tony just wants to party” which makes you laugh. 

Said billionaire picks up two champagne flutes and hands one to you. 

“Y/n, this is to a year of being the greatest of friends, a shoulder to cry on, and pretty much the most important member of this team.” Tony holds his glass up and everyone follows in agreement.

Most important member is a stretch in your opinion but they all seem to think so. 

Taking a sip, you realize this orange juice is mixed with champagne. Which you should’ve expected from Tony. 

Everyone starts to dig into the breakfast, chatter filling the room like it usually does throughout the facility. 

“Y/n, congrats!” Peter exclaims, happily wrapping you in a hug that you return.“ I can’t believe it’s been a year. It’s like just yesterday I was learning your name right? And now we’re like best friends.” The boy rambles.

Chuckling, you give him another one armed hug,“ I was starting to see you as more of a little brother actually.”

His brown eyes light up, just like they had on Christmas.“ I’ve never had an older sister before.” 

“I know.” You chuckle again.

He smiles brightly once again and gives you another hug,“ I’m glad we met Y/n.” 

“Me too Pete.” You rub his back and then pull away. The both of you then going to fix a plate.

Setting your overflowing plate(thanks to Tony’s persistence) on the table, you move to pull your chair out, only for a certain redhead to pull it out for you. 

“One full year huh?” She winks at you and sits in the chair next to you. 

One year with the team and six months with her. 

All that time seemed to fly by in the moment but looking back on it now it’s like more than a year. A year of building these incredible friendships and the most important relationship you’ve had. 

“Crazy right.” You breathe a laugh.

Natasha leans towards you, arms supporting her on the table,“ call me corny but, this has been the best year of my life.” 

Your hand reaches up to cup her cheek,“ I couldn’t agree more,” the two of you meet for a short sweet kiss,“ also you are corny.” 

Laughing, the woman rolls her eyes and kisses you again. 

“As cute as you two are, I’d rather eat my food without all the PDA.” Wanda’s voice invades the small moment. 

“Sorry Wan.” You smile softly at her.

The younger woman waves you off,“ I was only joking. Partly.” 

When the rest of the team sits at the table, you take a moment to thank all of them. Not just for the breakfast but for being so welcoming and just incredible in general. 

All the relationships you’ve built wouldn’t have happened without them. And you wouldn’t have been able to help them if they didn’t trust you. 

They raise another glass to your thanks and Tony tells you it’s only the tip of the iceberg since he’s throwing you a party later. You’re quick to tell him that’s not necessary but he informs you it’s all planned already. 

There hadn’t been a “Stark Party” in a while according to the team. Sam and Peter were quick to thank you, saying they didn’t think there’d be one if you hadn’t showed up. 

You hadn’t been to one of Tony’s parties in years. Since long before both snaps. 

So you are, admittedly, excited for it. After you’ve gotten dressed you wait an hour after the party had started, as Tony asked you to, before heading out. And even though you were expecting the surprise, the number of people that shout “Happy One Year!’ to you startles you.

An excited laugh leaves your lips and once again Tony approaches you first. 

“Okay,” you nod,“ I’ll admit this is pretty great.” You smile at him as the two of you hug. Pulling away you then look to his wife.“ Pep, it’s great to see you.” 

She squeezes you tightly,“ I hate that you’ve been here a year and we’ve barely spent any time together.” 

Your eyes widen in agreement,“ I know. It’s been way too long since we’ve had a wine night.” 

Together the two of you quickly plan a night to do so. Pepper then urging you to go mingle. And you do, making your way through the large crowd of people, those you’ve met and others you’re positive you’ve never seen before. 

Until you approach a pair of both someone you know and someone you’ve only heard of.

“Y/nn!” 

A smile bursts across your face the second she smiles at you. The blonde woman’s energy contagious. 

“Carol! I missed you.” You hug her close, reminded of the months it’s been since she was last here.“ You didn’t have to travel all the way through the galaxy for this but I’m glad you’re here.” 

Her hands rub your arms as she pulls away,“ me too. I’ve missed you.” She then steps back, hand resting on the back of the woman you assume to be her girlfriend,“ Y/n this is Maria Rambeau. Maria this is Y/n.”

Maria smiles at you, holding her hand out,“ Carol’s told me a lot about you, it’s a pleasure.” 

“Oh, the pleasure is all mine. This one doesn’t shut up about you when we talk.” You say teasingly, chin nodding to Carol who’s cheeks tint pink. 

The smile Maria sends to Carol is full of nothing but love and adoration. And if there was ever any doubt that Carol loved her, the smile she returns throws it out the window. But you knew.

Your body stiffens in shock when a hand presses to your lower back and you quickly relax once the familiarity of the soft skin and cold temperature hits you.   

Your girlfriend smiles over at you and you don’t even fight the urge to place a kiss to her cheek. Afterwards looking back at Carol and Maria.“ Maria this is my girlfriend Natasha. Tash this is Maria, Carol’s girlfriend.” 

“Nice to meet you. Carol’s told me a bit about you.” Natasha nods to the woman.

All the while Carol is smiling proudly at you, which you shake your head at in amusement. 

The blonde quirks a brow,“ girlfriend huh? And how long has that been going on?” Her tone is teasing and curious. 

Brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, you mumble,“ six months.” 

Carol’s proud smile becomes knowing and you swear the heat rushing to your face could be felt around the room. 

Natasha, being the god send she is, excuses the two of you. Gracefully pulling you through the crowd to the designated dance floor. 

She pulls you to stand in front of her. Those cold hands circling your waist, hands locking behind you at the dip in your back. 

Focusing on this moment, your eyes scan her face, taking in her perfect lips, her cheekbones and those tiny dimples, and those eyes. God you swear those eyes were the start of it all. 

“You’re so pretty Natasha.” Your hands grip her hips a little tighter.

A smirk curves her lips,“ and you’re beautiful.” 

Despite your blush, you jokingly add,“ well you’re gorgeous.” 

She laughs, forehead resting on your shoulder,“ getting competitive are we?”

“Maybe a little.” You kiss her temple just before she lifts her head.

The two of you continue to sway to the lowly playing soft music, completely entranced by each other’s presence. 

For the last six months the two of you have reveled in these moments together. Some days you could spend together completely. Others you had to steal minutes throughout just to see each other. But it was all perfect.

Learning about Natasha has just proven to make you fall for her more and more. You could safely say your list of reasons why you like her has become reasons why you love her and it’s definitely grown longer.

As all good things come to an end, you’re pulled from your moment with Natasha, by the hand on your shoulder. It’s unexpected which startles you but you’re further startled by the force of the emotions hitting you.

You spin around and lock eyes with Bucky. The anxiety you’d just felt from him is hidden in his eyes, had he not touched you, you wouldn’t have known. 

His jaw clenches,“ can we talk?”

“Of course.” You nod, hand squeezing Natasha’s waist as you mumble an excuse me, and walk away with Bucky. 

Once in an empty hallway he turns to you, his feelings now showing. Fingers wringing together, his teeth abuse his bottom lip, and his eyes remained trained on the ground. 

Knowing not to touch him unless told to, you choose to speak softly,“ Buck, I can tell you’re incredibly anxious. What’s going on?” 

“I-” he swallows and when his eyes meet yours there are tears welling in them,“ I saw someone. Someone from HYDRA. I- I don’t know if I’m seeing things or if they were actually here.” 

This was a recurring problem with Bucky. One you’d discovered while taking him and Steve to the mall one day. Being in such large crowds overwhelmed the man, triggering his anxiety which in turn triggered hallucinations. 

When you addressed it then he revealed that he’d been experiencing these highly anxious moments for a while. The first time the hallucinations had him was months before you’d gotten there while he and Steve were out together. 

At that point you’d begun working him through breathing exercises. Coming up with ways to help him cope with the anxiety so that it wouldn’t reach a point where he hallucinated. 

“Bucky breathe. Five seconds in and out.” He starts to do as instructed. 

You then walk him through his five steps. Listing five things he can see, four things he can hear, three things he can feel, two things he can smell, and one thing he can taste. 

He’s calmed down but you can tell he’s still anxious.

“Hey,” your hands rub his arms,“ I’m gonna make it go away okay?” 

Brown eyes look into yours and he nods. 

Taking a deep, stilling breath in, you take away his major anxiousness, and project the happy excitement you’ve been feeling to him. 

Bucky brightens instantly, giving you a small smile, and squeezing your arms.“ I- thank you Y/n.” 

“Anytime Buck.” 

You wait for the man to disappear around the corner before collapsing to the ground. Your back presses to the wall as you breathe heavily. 

“Y/n?”

Overly anxious, you involuntarily jerk away from the redhead beside you. 

The woman’s heart races as she looks at you, eyebrows pinched together,“ Y/n what’s wrong?” 

“Just- hold on.” You speak through deep breaths. 

Natasha waits with you until you calm down. When your body finally untenses and you sag against the wall, your girlfriend moves to kneel in front of you. 

Fingers grazing your legs she asks, with a soft demanding tone,“ what was that?”

“It was nothing. I’m fine I promise.” 

“That wasn’t fine. When you left you you were fine. Just now, you looked like you’d seen a ghost.” She presses. 

You push your hands up your face and through your hair,“ I didn’t. I was just-”

“Using your powers on Bucky.” She finishes, an almost hard look setting in her eyes. 

Her words take you by surprise. 

When she found out about your powers is lost on you. And what did she know about them? 

Eyes wide, you can barely ask what she’s talking about before she speaks again.“ Have you been using your powers on everyone this entire time?” 

“I- yes.” 

“And you weren’t going to say anything?” She stands. 

Following suit, you stand as well,“ I was going to tell you but I didn’t want to worry you. And I didn’t want you to think I couldn’t handle it-”

A deep frown covers her brow,“ you never even gave me a chance. Am I correct in assuming you’ve been lying to me then? All those times I came to see you after your session and you told me you were fine?”

“That wasn’t necessarily a lie. I was fine it just took me a minute.” 

“Necessarily?” Green eyes narrow at you.“ Lying is lying I don’t care how technical you want to get about it. I do care that you’ve constantly been telling me to trust you and be honest, yet you’ve been lying since the beginning.” 

You open your mouth to protest or object but she’s right.“ Tash I’m sorry okay. I swear I was planning to tell you.”

“Planning or not, you lied. You could’ve just told me you weren’t ready to talk about it. How was lying the better option?” A deep sigh leaves the woman’s lips and she runs a hand through her hair, before simply turning to leave. 

“Wait Ta-”

She holds her hand up,“ don’t follow me Y/n. I need a minute. Just go enjoy your party.” 

With that she leaves you in the hall alone. And you can only blame yourself.

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Public Relations (Bucky x Reader Oneshot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader Prompt: “I’m a woman with a brain and reasonable ability” Author’s Note: Written for @captain-kelli​’s 500 Fam Writing Challenge! Congrats, Kelli, and thank you for hosting! Takes place post-Endgame, but with some adjustments to canon (Tony and Nat are alive, Steve stayed). This has a lot more dialogue than I initially planned! Hope it’s not too choppy. My love of commas is also evident in this piece. *shrug emoji* Disclaimer: I don’t own Bucky, Marvel, or any other related characters or events. The other details of the plot are mine, including the characterization of the “reader”. Please don’t post my work on any other sites without my permission! If you liked what you read, please consider reblogging to help my work be seen. I would love you forever!

Let’s clear one thing up straight away: Bucky Barnes is not an asshole. He has a chip on his shoulder, sure, and it’s also true that he can be grumpy from time to time.

But can you blame him, really?

His life after age 26 has been one giant shit show that he’s just starting to get back on track, so he thinks the world at large could forgive him if he’s not super nice to the reporter hanging around outside the coffee shop or if his resting face sometimes looks like he wants to punch someone.

Still - he’s working on it. Trying to appear a little softer around the edges, trying to remember how to be the person he once was, not because he thinks it’s healthy to try to go back to that time, but because that’s the last time he actually remembers liking himself.

But, again, he’s not an asshole. Or, he tries really hard not to be. A fact he has to keep reminding his friends of (and he uses that word loosely, sometimes), especially when you’re around.

Everything just comes out of his mouth wrong when you’re there.

Probably because you’re around all the time, and you’re smart, and funny, and pretty, and-- nope. He’s not going there. Because reminding himself all the reasons why he likes you just makes him feel more guilty about the way he acts around you. He’s just too chickenshit to admit that he likes you, and ends up being a dick.

As soon as he walks into the Tower, you’re there.

After Thanos, the Avengers returned to New York City. There’s not much left of the Compound upstate to live in right now until the rebuild is done, and he’d been thinking about Brooklyn anyway. Manhattan is different, but he feels better in the city. He thinks the rest of the team likes it here too - it reminds them of the old days, or whatever.

“Sergeant Barnes,” you greet him coolly, matching his stride as he heads towards the elevator. “There’s a meeting in fifteen minutes in the main conference room.”

Bucky makes a noise of acknowledgement, stepping into the elevator and hitting the button for the tenth floor. “Do I have a choice to attend?”

“No you do not.”

“Great.”

He thinks you’re trying not to smile. He grinds his teeth.

“Good afternoon, Sergeant Barnes,” FRIDAY’s voice comes through the overhead speaker. “Captain Rogers requests that you, and I quote, don’t even think about it.”

You snort, and Bucky rolls his eyes. “Punk,” he whispers. “Thanks, FRIDAY. Tell Captain Rogers I said, and I quote, to shove it--”

“Thanks, FRIDAY,” you interrupt, “Thank you so much.”

The few remaining minutes in the elevator are in silence, and you push your way out of the elevator before he can even take a step when it stops. Bucky follows you reluctantly to the conference room where some of the rest of the team is waiting.

Nat looks barely awake (she has trouble sleeping after literally coming back from the dead when Steve returned the stones, what a shocker), Sam is spinning in his chair, and Steve is patiently listening to Peter prattle on about some project he’s working on for biology.

“We’re just waiting on Tony, Bruce, and Scott,” you say, heading towards the head of the table. “Wanda is on a mission with Clint, and Thor is off world. No word from Carol in a few days, either.”

Steve waves you off. “Don’t worry about it. We can fill them in later.”

Bucky’s brow furrows. “Wait, this is your meeting?” He asks you. “What was the point of the AI-assisted lecture from you--” he pointedly glares at Steve.

“Because I knew you’d try to get out of it, so I asked for some help.” You smile sweetly at him.

The rest of the team files in over the next few minutes, and Bucky watches as you shuffle through a few papers before turning on the overhead projector. He has to admit, while he absolutely despises public relations, he has a lot of respect for what you do.

He knows it’s not easy wrangling Tony’s ambitions plus whatever manic situations the team get themselves in on a daily basis. Trying to do press for the Avengers is probably akin to wrangling cats, he supposes.

“So,” you clap your hands together, “the event at Children’s Hospital is in two weeks. Can we please, please avoid any earth-threatening situations that might take precedence over this? We missed it the last few years, obviously, so we need to get out there and make some kids happy.”

A murmured agreement goes throughout the room, and Bucky tips back in his chair, counting down the minutes until he can go literally anywhere else. It’s not you, really. It’s the idea of public appearances. He hates them. People still think of him based on who he was, not who he is now. Despite the fact that Steve and the rest of the team have publicly vouched for him and are working on clearing his name, he sees how people look at him.

You’re tied to that feeling, even though he knows that isn’t fair. He has a hard time separating you from your job.

“The next thing -- and I don’t want to hear about it --” You look around, eyes landing on him meaningfully, “-- there’s a magazine feature for the anniversary of the Battle of New York.”

“Well, that’s me off the hook,” Bucky says flippantly, grinning smugly at Sam, who high fives him.

“No, it absolutely doesn’t,” you argue.

“I wasn’t there, in case you forgot.”

You glare. “Thank you for the reminder.”

“Guys--” Steve tries to interrupt.

“You have to participate, because this article is about the team and how it’s grown since the inception of the Avengers.” You say, almost sounding bored. Probably because you and Bucky have this argument at least once a week.

“Bucky, it’s an hour.” Steve says gently, trying to barter.

“Whatever.” Bucky grumbles, “You know what they’re going to ask,” he says, suddenly angry. “Where was the elusive Winter Soldier during the Battle of New York? Do I remember it happening, or was I in the middle of being frozen or wiped for the thousandth time?”

You shift your weight, looking down at the floor. He feels guilty for a half second. “I won’t let them ask.”

His heart thuds weirdly in his chest at how earnest you sound, but he just can’t help himself, apparently. “Because you’re so sure they’re going to listen to you.”

Hurt flashes across your face so quickly he thinks he’s imagined it, but he knows he hasn’t. Again - he’s not usually an asshole. He still hates himself for it, though.

“Alright, we’re done here.” You say quietly, gathering your paperwork. “I’ll email you all the details.”

Sam elbows him, and across the table, Steve is giving Bucky a look that he’s come to associate with a lecture.

He sighs and rolls his eyes before getting up and heading out of the room, his friends at his heels.

“Wow, a five minute meeting,” Sam is saying, sarcastically. “Gotta be a new record, don’t you think, Rogers?”

Bucky’s new plan is to ignore Sam at all costs. It’s not a plan he thinks is going to work out in his favor, but it’s what he’s sticking with.

“You can’t ignore me forever.”

“Are you a mind reader?” Bucky asks, hitting the button in the elevator for the residential floors.

“It’s two events, Buck.” Steve sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You can handle it.”

“Yeah? Why don’t I let you field the questions I normally get, and we’ll see how you like it.”

“I’m not doubting you. I just don’t understand why you always have to take it out on her.” Steve’s voice is so disappointed, Bucky almost wants to laugh. When his best friend turned into such a mother hen, he’ll never know.

“Don’t be late!” Sam calls as Bucky gets off on his floor, leaving the other men in the elevator.

Flipping him off over his shoulder, he hears Sam’s chuckle and Steve’s sigh before the doors close, and finally he’s alone with his thoughts.

.

.

.

Turns out the interview happens before the hospital visit.

Bucky is in an uncomfortable chair, a reporter across from him, and you behind the reporter, fidgeting slightly. He feels almost relieved that you seem to be as nervous as he is.

“Mr. Barnes,” the reporter begins, a smile Bucky already hates on his face.

“It’s Sergeant.” You say quietly from behind him, and Bucky meets your eyes briefly, seeing the resolve there.

“Of course.” The reporter says smoothly, offering another smile to Bucky. “Sergeant Barnes, you weren’t in New York for the Chitauri invasion, were you.”

“No.”

If the reporter thought he’d elaborate, he doesn’t let on. Bucky saw these questions coming a mile away, and isn’t going to give anyone the satisfaction of saying something he’ll regret. Well, he won’t regret it. But it’ll be a pain in the ass for everyone if he can’t keep his cool.

“This was the first official Avengers event. Do you remember hearing about it?”

Bucky wants to laugh. “Do I remember-- no. I don’t think I was awake for much of 2012.” You fidget again, shifting your weight, and Bucky sighs, grinding his teeth. “I’ve been fully briefed on the invasion and know that what the Avengers did that day saved the world.”

The reporter looks at him for a long moment before shifting the papers on his lap around a bit. “The Avengers have changed a lot in all those years since that first mission. Can you tell me a bit more about your role with the team?”

Bucky relaxes a bit. This is the part he prepped for, the part he could recite in his sleep if he had to. Whatever instinct he had back in the day that allowed him to lead a unit and report to his CO is still there, especially for questions like this. “I work mainly with Captain Rogers and Sam Wilson to coordinate missions and do strategic planning. Recon and research are my main areas of focus, but I go on missions too if needed as backup, or if it’s an all hands on deck situation.”

“So you’re not handling any weapons?”

Bucky blinks. Over the reporter’s shoulder, you frown.

“All Avengers team members undergo weapons training.”

“During the War, you were a sniper with the 107th, correct?”

“Yes.”

“So you’d say that you’re pretty proficient with a gun?”

Your eyes are flashing now. “I’m sorry - none of this was on the list of pre-approved questions.” You interrupt, and the reporter holds up a hand to stop you, causing you to make an affronted face.

Bucky would laugh if he wasn’t feeling so sick at this turn of questioning. Every time. No matter who they vet, no matter how many times reporters insist they aren’t trying to catch him in a question he can’t or doesn’t want to answer… this is why he hates interviews.

“I’m just saying -- you’re one of the world’s most accomplished assassins. I guess I wanted to know why you’re doing research and recon when you could be on the front lines with the team? Are they worried you’ll have a setback?”

Bucky barks out a laugh.

You start, taking a few steps forward. “That’s enough. We’re done here.”

Bucky’s already standing, pulling out the chair from behind him as you come around to follow him out, until the reporter stops you, a hand firm on your elbow. You freeze, and Bucky’s eyes narrow on the point of contact, an unfamiliar feeling surging through him.

“Do you know who I work for?” The reporter hisses. “You told me I’d have a half hour.”

“That was before I knew you were going to ask questions that have nothing to do with your article.” You reply, face darkening when he still hasn’t let go.

Bucky waits, waits for one more sign that you’re uncomfortable before he steps in.

“If you ever want to get another high profile piece done on your team you’ll let me finish here.” He threatens, hand tightening.

You sigh, almost looking bored, and in one swift move, you’ve shifted enough of your weight to turn, pulled the elbow he was holding out of his grasp, and driven it into his ribs, simultaneously kneeing him in the groin.

Bucky’s eyebrows raise, and you look at him, rolling your eyes. “What?”

“Didn’t know you had it in you,” he says, letting a smile slip out so you know he’s kidding.

The reporter is doubled over, still making threats, but neither of you pay him much attention as you walk out the double doors of the conference room in the unfamiliar magazine office, heading towards the lobby.

In the car that’s waiting for you outside, Bucky watches you carefully as you roll your shoulders a bit, clearly smarting from the move you pulled back there.

“If I would have known you could do that, I would have been a little nicer,” he teases, but there’s an undercurrent of truth to his words. Not that he thought he’d ever piss you off enough for you to hurt him, but that he wishes he was nicer to you in general.

You glance at him, face neutral. “It wasn’t that hard. Everyone who works for the Avengers goes through basic self defense training, and I’m a woman with a brain and reasonable ability.”

Bucky nods. “Still. Thank you, by the way, for putting an end to that.”

You sigh, sitting back in your seat, all the fight leaving you. “It’s nothing.” You dig your phone out of your pocket and he watches as your thumbs fly across the screen before you hold it to your ear. “Hi, Steve.” A pause, “No, that’s cancelled. You’re not doing it. Tell Tony I’m cancelling the rest of the interviews. We’ll find some other place to get it published.”

He knows he’s staring and he knows he should stop before you notice, but he just… can’t take his eyes off you. The way you stood up for him, the way you promised him you would even when he was being a total asshole… he has no idea what he did to deserve it, but he’s damn grateful.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask, your tone softer than he’s ever heard it.”

He shakes his head, looking down at his feet. “No reason. Just-- sorry I’m such a dick sometimes.”

You laugh, and he immediately wants to hear it again.

“I mean it,” he continues, “I don’t mean to be. You don’t deserve it.”

“Bucky.” Your voice is even softer, quiet, and he struggles to think if you’ve ever called him by his name before. You wait until he meets your eyes. “It’s fine. We’re all-- just trying to get through this.” You shrug. “I know it’s not easy for you. Just… Trust me sometimes, will you?”

“I do trust you.” He replies immediately, absolutely sure of himself for once.

It’s your turn to be a little surprised.

He rubs his hands together, a nervous tick he’s never gotten rid of. “I’ve been trying to distance myself because I like you. And that honestly scares the shit out of me. I don’t know--” He stops, frustrated. “I don’t know how to do this anymore. And all I keep thinking about is what could go wrong.” He takes a chance and glances up at you, and the look in your eyes… it’s more than he expected. He feels his heart take off in his chest.

“We’re both so stupid, Bucky.” You tell him, but your words are light. “You should have said something.”

He rolls his eyes. “People always say that. But when has a conversation like this one ever been one that someone wants to have?”

“Maybe when the other person feels the same way?”

Bucky can’t breathe. He never even considered it. It was always a forgone conclusion in his mind. He thinks you’re beautiful, and you never think about him at all. That was always the truth that he thought he knew. “Go out with me.” He blurts, and then feels his face redden. “I mean-- let me-- will you let me take you to dinner?”

The car stops in front of the tower and you’re opening the door before you say anything, making him panic a little. A look over your shoulder, “I’ll see if I can pencil you in somewhere.” You say, and then with a wink, you’re gone, leaving him scrambling to get out of the car to catch up to you.

Before you can, Steve is there, a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Not now--”

“Can’t help it. She called a meeting.”

Bucky stops in his tracks, and laughs. “Did she.”

“She must know how much you love them. Come on.”

Upstairs he finds his usual seat next to Sam and across from Steve, but when you gather your notes and meet his eyes, yours absolutely sparkling, he finds he’s not dreading this one at all. He still wants to take you to dinner though, so he might have to try to break his own record.

A 5 minute meeting so he can convince you to go on a date with him? He thinks he can swing it.

End

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Bloodbound Chapter 2- It calls for a celebration

Introduction   Chapter 1

The ride home was uneventful. Wanda was in her own world imagining about her dream job. She wore an ever-present smile in her face as she knocked the door of her and Pietro’s shared apartment. Ever since their parents passed away, they had only each other. They had moved to United States for their studies only returning shortly to their home country upon hearing their parents’ demise. Their neighbourhood reminded them too much of their parents so they decided to leave. After graduating Pietro had straight away landed on a job as free-lance reporter. Wanda had worked for few years as scientific assistant and then as accounting associate. Finally, when the job offer for personal assistant to Steve Rogers came up, she diverted her attention to the new post. She aimed at joining Rogers Innovative and she had succeeded. It was really a dream come true.

Pietro opened the door to see her grin plastered face. He didn’t need a psychic to know that she had landed the job. Pietro swooped her into a bear hug, crushing her bones.

“I got the job” she squealed unable to conceal the amusement. She felt herself floating above around as Pietro lifted her with a laugh.

“Pietro! Let me down” she laughed.

The elder twin obeyed her as he gently put on the ground. “We are going out to celebrate” he stated.

“Just now we came in” said a voice from behind Pietro. Wanda peeped around to see that it was Thompson.

“Congrats” he said to Wanda, extending his hand. She accepted his hand.

Pietro who had not even removed his coat since he came in stood near the door expecting to go out again.

“Can we stay in and cook dinner?” To a good measure Wanda added, “Please?”

He noticed the wrinkles under her eyes and the tired smile. She was shifting from one foot to another. Her legs must be sore. Without much thinking, “Why don’t you relax? I will cook us dinner” he said. She smiled at him softly and gave a small hug.

“You guys enjoy your dinner. I will be on my way” said Thompson. “Congrats, once again” he shot a smile at Wanda and headed to the door.

Pietro moved to open the door for Thompson. They should in the doorway and chatted for sometime.

Wanda took that as her cue to leave and went to room to freshen up. She ditched the old clothes in the laundry and took a short shower. She slipped on an old t-shirt and shorts and made her way to the kitchen. The room was filled with aroma of roasted beef. The steam from boiling potatoes hovered over the kitchen top. Pietro was chopping onions on the counter.

“Have I ever told you you’re my favourite brother?”

“No”

“If the dinner is as delicious as the smell, I will tell you” she laughed. Pietro chuckled in response.

…..

To say it had been a good dinner would be an insult to Pietro’s cooking. It was marvellous. It was incredible. They were sitting in the dining table not willing to move. They shared the day’s events and incidents. Wanda was excitedly filling in Pietro about the labs in Rogers Innovative. She described every aspect of the day without leaving out any detail. Pietro listened to every word she said and sometimes passed teasing comments. He had a sweet smile on his face as he admired his sibling.

“What are you smiling about?”

“Nah. Nothing. Just wondering how proud our parents will be right now. Something tells me they will be beaming at you with pride”

“Don’t you make me cry” Wanda slapped on his shoulder. After a pause she continued, “You’re right. They will be proud of us.”

The silent moment shared by the two was interrupted by the ringing of Pietro’s phone. As he slipped from the table to take his phone, Wanda started clearing out the dishes.

“Leave it in the sink. I will wash them” called out Pietro before answering the phone.

Wanda heard one sided conversation happening between her brother and the caller. Her brother’s tense voice piqued her interest. She leaned slightly towards common wall between the hall and kitchen. She picked up few parts of the phone call.

“…….. when was it?”

Silence.

“Right now?…….. tell me …..”

Silence.

“I will be there”

Pietro hung up the phone and looked up to see Wanda starring at him.

“Work.” That’s all he stated as he made his way to his room to change into pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Wanda decided to wait for him at the couch. When he came back, she raised her eye brows expectantly. He sighed, “I got info about an animal attack in the city and I got to to cover the story.”

“Animal attack?” gawked Wanda. “In the city?”

“I don’t know much details” he said dejected.

“Okay. Be safe.”

“I will.” Before Wanda could ask any other questions, Pietro bid her goodbye and made a bee line for the door. Wanda stared at the empty space where her brother had been standing few seconds ago. She blinked her eyes few times before shaking her head and turning away. She wondered if the matter was serious. Her mind swarmed with questions overwhelming her. She remembered her dream from last night. The man with red blood eyes. She shivered even though it wasn’t cold. She wanted to talk about this again to Pietro. Even though he had consoled her it was just a dream she wasn’t able to let it go. It kept surfacing again and again. She was tired to stay awake any longer. She went to bed.

Wanda woke up early in the morning. She assembled the work clothes in her bed. While showering she remembered the conversation which happened previous night. It caused a visible shiver to run down her spine. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind and concentrated on the present. She has work at Rogers Innovative and that’s what matters right now. She stepped out of the shower, dried herself and wrapped herself in bathrobe. When she entered the kitchen, she noticed Pietro sitting the dining table with his heads in his hands. She approached him slowly placing a soothing hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her and gave a tired smile. His eyes were grim, his hair tussled and his clothes rumpled.

“Is there anything I can do?” she inquired softly.

He nodded his head no but the concerned look on her face made him stop halfway. “Just a coffee.”

Wanda nodded, “Why don’t you clean yourself up? I will cook some breakfast along with it”

Pietro agreed and went to his room. He peeled his sweaty clothes and stepped into the shower. He wasn’t a free-lancer as he said to his sister. His work is weirdly different from normal work but what he saw today was weird and scary even for him. The mangled body was the only thing in his mind. Something at the back of his mind kept telling him that this isn’t some animal attack. He is missing something he thought. He felt like he knew the answer to this in the shadow of his brain. He was afraid that his higher officials won’t take him seriously. He could only take orders for now. He has to search within rather than roaming the city following dead leads. He decided to wait for the right time to do some private investigation. He stopped the shower and stepped out to the smell of cooked eggs. He got dressed and prepared for the long day.

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To Live For, To Die For (Bucky X Reader)

This is the second one I picked for Sea’s 2k milestone XD Gotta say...not nearly as sweet to write this one as it was the other. But I hope you guys like it!

Song: Somebody to Die For

Sequel is up: “Just Like This”

@geosaurusrrex​ - official congrats on hitting 2k man XD

P.S. There is a reason your last name is “Potts”. 

I could drag you from the ocean I could pull you from the fire And when you’re standing in the shadows I could open up the sky And I could give you my devotion Until the end of time And you will never be forgotten With me by your side

The two of them fit. 

It was odd, like nothing any of the Avengers had ever seen before. Bucky had spent so much time living to kill, he forgot what it was like - what it meant to simply live. Then he met her. The mutant friend of T’Challa’s wife, Orroro. Shuri told him bits of her history, but refused anymore, forcing him to ask the young woman himself. 

“Hey Sarge,” this new woman teased, beaming smile and amused gleam forcing a rose blush on his cheeks.

“Call me Bucky.”

He remembered the way she looked at him, as if seeing through every hardship he’d ever endured and then some. She tilted her head, an emotion he couldn’t place mixing with that clear amusement. Rather than arguing, Y/N merely nodded. “Okay, if that’s what you want,” she smiled. “Bucky.”

The woman had brought him back from the edge in a way Steve couldn’t. Steve kept pressuring him, asking for the friend he once had. No, the words never actually left his lips. Steve wasn’t that kind of guy. But she never expected James Buchanan Barnes or the Winter Soldier. She merely asked for Bucky. All the woman asked for was the ability to understand. And in being so simple, so innocent and kind, she managed to do something no one else could.

Y/N Potts taught him to live for something. 

And now they had spent every waking moment together, tending to his goats, helping him with his memories. She was still an enigma to him, something he felt he would never fully understand. But that was okay. He could wait for her.

And I don’t need this life I just need...

Y/N hadn’t expected Bucky to weasel her way into her heart. He wasn’t supposed to. She had only meant to visit Orroro, to update her on the mutants back home, and be done with it. Then she’d be going to New York to visit her sister and that weird genius she continued to date. But there was something about the man that she couldn’t get out of her head. T’Challa said it was normal, that Bucky had that reputation back in the day. Shuri immediately shut him up, reminding him that Bucky was a different person. He wasn’t James Barnes or the Winter Soldier anymore.

And it left her wondering - who was left in their wake?

He was so kind and gentle. Quiet and withdrawn, as if he deserved to live a life in misery. Y/N had never fallen for someone so good. He didn’t see it. All he saw was the blood on his hands. Even so, she saw past it and to the man within. It wasn’t someone for him to become, no, that standard wasn’t something she could hold him to.

But she could help him find who he was - the man past the guilt and regret and shame. 

Back home, Y/N was a teacher. She taught mutants of all ages and had a family to love and care for within those youthful faces that had been cast out. She knew what it was like to live for something, for someone.

It wasn’t until Bucky that she learned what it was like to have that person. The "somebody” that Logan had warned her about all those years ago.

Somebody to die for.

I’ve got nothing left to live for Got no reason yet to die But when I’m standing in the gallows I’ll be staring at the sky Because no matter where they take me Death I will survive And I will never be forgotten With you by my side

“You’re my person.”

Bucky looked down at her, raising an eyebrow. The clear confusion was evident in those bright baby blues of his, but she couldn’t bring herself to explain the meaning behind her words. When he realized she wouldn’t explain, he stroked her forehead, where skin met hair, and whispered, “What does that mean?”

She smiled, squeezing his hand before placing a gentle kiss against his knuckles.  No, she didn’t need to tell him. Not yet. “You’ll figure it out, Buck.”

“Wait, why won’t you --”

The sound of footsteps outside caught both their attention. They shared a look before Y/N lifted her head off Bucky’s lap. No one bothered him out here. It was almost an unspoken rule that his only visitors be Y/N and Shuri.

So what was going on?

Bucky stood, keeping Y/N behind him as they walked out of the hut. Outside stood King T’Challa, Queen Orroro, and Princess Shuri. So many royals, so many guards, and a case that neither had seen before. Still, they didn’t need to know its contents. Bucky knew. He always knew.

Walking forward, he kept Y/N close. She calmed him in a way no one else could. As he approached, T’Challa opened the case and revealed a brand new vibranium arm.

Y/N couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. Instead, she placed a calming hand on his back, lighting tracing the old scars through the course fabric. She didn’t need to look at Bucky to know what he wanted to ask.

“Where’s the fight?” His rough voice held back fear and a bitterness Y/N hadn’t heard before. She hadn’t seen Bucky as a soldier, but she was scared. What would become of her Bucky if he went back to that life?

“On its way,” T’Challa explained before looking to Y/N. “We’ll need both of you.”

She looked up, meeting his gaze. “I don’t answer to you, T’Challa.”

“Y/N. Please.” Y/N shifted her gaze to Orroro. The woman that had helped her when she had first sought help from the X-men. She owed the weather witch everything. 

And knowing that, she nodded.

“Is Steve Rogers on his way,” Y/N asked, knowing Bucky would want to see his old friend.

Orroro nodded. “Him and more of his team.” 

Y/N didn’t see the way Bucky looked at her. She didn’t see the pain in his eyes or the fear he hid behind a clenched jaw and tense shoulders. No, instead Bucky hid those feelings away as she turned to look at him. She couldn’t see him worry about losing her. 

He was her person. Whatever that meant, he had to be strong. For her.

Cause I don’t need this life I just need...

Bucky had never seen Y/N’s powers in action. He’d heard stories, sure, seen her scars like she’d seen his, but this was different.

She was beautiful. She fought like it was a work of art.

Y/N had the power to manipulate water. She could turn it into a solid, liquid, or gas and manipulate its purpose even further.

How had he never seen this before?

Y/N used the water to lift her in the air, keeping close to the river that ran through Wakanda. She froze it, sliding around as if she were creating her own roller coaster. Slicing the water through the air, she decapitated aliens left and right as Bucky ran others down with bullets. Their abilities weren’t suitable for working alongside. One stray bullet, one alien falling at the wrong angle, and she’d fall into the mess.

 But still.

She was something else.

However, both stopped and shared a look when they heard Bruce over the comms. “Guys! Guys, Vision needs backup now!”

Bucky opened his mouth to say he was on the way, but Y/N beat him to it. “I’m on it.”

She took off on the ice, knowing she was best to go. She heard the water in the background. Wherever Bruce and Vision were - a waterfall was nearby. Y/N could at least buy them some time until Steve or Wanda got there.

Somebody to die for Somebody to cry for When I’m lonely

The trees were difficult to maneuver around on ice. Y/N knew she needed to save what water she had access to if she was going to get to the falls. She dropped to the ground, ducking and weaving around the massive trunks until she heard the familiar sound of crunching metal.

She screeched to a stop as saw the scene taking place just over the ledge. Bruce was struggling against one of Thanos’s henchmen, a bigger brute. “Bruce?” she called before hearing a cry from behind her. 

Y/N spun fast, the water from the falls moving in front of her and catching the weapon in a squishy sort of a shield. She looked up, eyes wide as she came face to face with another one of the aliens. It was tall and slim, scales covering its body with long pointed ears that reached high towards the sky. A massive tail flicked behind its back. Which alien was this? Y/N didn’t care. She didn’t need to know.

“You’ll die,” the alien promised, its voice a low hiss. If it weren’t for the promise, she would have believed the voice was almost soothing.

“Not right now,” Y/N muttered, flipping the blade with a jerk of the water. The alien spun in the air, landing with a thud. Immediately they jumped up, growling at her  and sweeping the large weapon low to the ground. 

The two circled each other, studying the opposite for weaknesses, for a break. “I saw your little human with the metal arm,” it hissed, tilting its head as Y/N’s shoulders tensed. She flexed her fingers, the water around her spinning faster. “His head is cloudy. Lost, isn’t he?” The alien cackled as Y/N clenched her jaw. “I’ll make him my pet, share the memory of your death with him over and over until his mind is nothing but sludge.”

Y/N knew there were some aliens with abilities similar to mutants. But telepathy? “Let’s not make this personal.”

“Death always is.” The alien grinned, fanged teeth forming a perfect row that sent a shudder down Y/N’s spine. 

Y/N refused to let this...thing get the better of her. It leapt in the air, raising its weapon as if ready to strike before Y/N could move.

But Y/N? She was a mutant. 

She was an X-man. 

She knew how to fight.

With a flick of her wrist, the water lashed forward. It froze in midair, just in time for the ice pick to pierce through the alien’s temple. Y/N sidestepped, looking away as the alien fell to the ground and slid past her. She always hated the sight of death. Grimacing, Y/N walked away from the body and searched through the trees for any sign of Vision. 

“Vis!” 

The sound of Wanda’s blood curdling cry made Y/N stop dead in her tracks. The sound was heart wrenching. It made Y/N feel more sick than any number of dead bodies or any amount of food. She had to get to Wanda. She took off, running as fast as her legs could carry her.

Leaping over a massive root, Y/N landed in a crouch and her eyes widened when she saw Vision’s body on the ground. Thanos was here.

When I’m standing in the fire I will look him in the eye And I will let the devil know that I was brave enough to die And there’s no hell that he can show me That’s deeper than my pride Cause I will never be forgotten Forever I’ll fight

Y/N heard voices behind her. She turned and saw Steve face to face with Thanos. Her stomach clenched. Bucky couldn’t lose Steve. He couldn’t.

Steve grunted, teeth clenched as he tried to keep Thanos from snapping his fingers. Thanos grimaced, looking at the soldier as if he was nothing more than an insect. Pushing down, he amused himself with Steve’s struggle. This Captain America...so small. So...

Weak.

Thanos threw his arm with a force stronger than his best henchman. He sent Steve flying through trees and landing with a loud thud. Y/N stepped forward, the snap of a branch signaling her arrival to Thanos. Everyone had one goal.

Don’t let him snap his fingers.

She swept her arms, the water she had constantly running around her now rushing forward and freezing around his hand. He kept clenching his fist, flexing around the ice and cracking it. Layer after layer of frozen water appeared. Y/N repeated the process over and over, circling Thanos as he eyed her. He was studying her, she knew it. He was waiting till she ran out. 

However, the sight of the clouds rolling reminded her of one particular weather witch on her side. Slowly, rain started pouring from the sky. She used the droplets to form needles. Thanos rolled his eyes. The needles were merely an annoyance.

“Enough of this.” 

Thanos clenched his fist, shattering the ice once more. He went to snap his fingers, stopped when a fist of ice hit his palm. He clenched the gauntlet around the fist, eyes slowly traveling down the arm to the mutant before him. There was fear in her eyes, he could see it. But with that, a resilience, a determination similar to that he’d seen in Gamora. 

The titan had studied many faces of the Avengers. He learned of them, wanted understand their strengths and weaknesses. She was not an Avenger. 

Who was she?

He clenched his fist ever so slightly, letting the ice crack, but not shatter. This was a game. 

“What’s your name?”

“Y/N Potts.”

He cracked. She saw past that passive facade and saw genuine surprise in those piercing eyes. He’d heard of her.

“A mutant.”

“Clearly.”

“The sister of Tony Stark’s redemption.”

Thanos raised her fist, lifting her in the air. She had yet to see him kill anyone other than Vision. With Vision there was a purpose, a reason. Thanos only killed when there was a reason.

She’d get back to Bucky.

And I don’t need this life I just need Somebody to die for Somebody to cry for I just need...

“Humans. You always think you know best. That you’re better than a universe you have yet to even comprehend.” 

Thanos shattered the fist, his hand clenching around her much smaller one. She cried out as she felt her bones shatter underneath his strength. Flipping her free hand, the rain formed into rushing water. A spear found its way to her hand up to her elbow, ready to swipe at his head. Thanos smirked, grabbing her upper arm and twisting to the point where it was just about to break.

“Ungh -” She clenched her jaw, seeing Steve stand out of her peripheral. She glanced his way only for a moment, the faintest smile curling her lips. Steve wasn’t dead. Bucky would be happy.

“Y/N.” Steve muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t hear it.

“Do you kill for the hell of it?” Y/N’s voice came out trembling, tears from the pain slipping down her cheeks. “Step on anything that crosses your path?” She needed to reason with him, to remind Thanos that he didn’t kill for the hell of it.

 She had to try to live for Bucky.

“No, I don’t kill for the hell of it,” Thanos answered. Swinging her feet, she pressed them against his chest in an attempt to get away. He jerked her arm, the twist causing a shriek to tear from her throat. Her feet slipped. Y/N hung in the air as if she were nothing more than a rag doll. “I only kill the weak.”

Y/N moved to say more, but the words died on her lips when she saw a familiar face running up behind Steve. More tears streamed down her cheeks when she saw those piercing blue eyes, that brow furrowed in confusion. 

Bucky.

“Y/N.” He said her name. She knew he did, but his voice was so low, she didn’t hear it. She saw his mouth move, saw his lips form her name, and her heart sped up. Her stomach erupted in butterflies. 

Even with Thanos ready to kill her, she still had butterflies.

Steve held Bucky back. At the moment, Y/N was distracting Thanos. She was alive and keeping him from snapping his fingers. It was buying Thor time. Any sort of distraction and Thanos could and would kill her. Her injuries could be fixed. She could heal. “Buck,” he whispered, voice cracking as he stared at his friend. “Buck, she’s going to be okay. She’s going to live, I promise.” But Bucky wasn’t looking at Steve.

He was looking at Y/N.

“Please,” he whispered, voice cracking.

“Is that him?” Y/N looked back to Thanos, brow furrowing in confusion. Her nose was runny from crying, her eyes red and puffy. She was in more pain than she had ever been. Normally the fights with the X-men went in her favor. It seemed the Avengers didn’t have their luck.

“What?” she asked, voice trembling.

Thanos watched, pity in his eyes. “The man you’d live for. Your redemption.”

“No. No, I wouldn’t live for him.”

Thanos furrowed his brow, confused.

“But he’s the man I’d die for.”

Thanos nodded, allowing himself to respect that. “I won’t kill you.”

Y/N smirked. “Thanks, but I can’t promise the same to you.”

Ice picks formed at her toes and she kicked up. Her foot connected with the underside of his arm, the one that held the gauntlet. He grunted as she twisted her body. The ice pick tore away from her foot, remaining lodged inside his arm. Thanos dropped her and she landed on her shattered arm. Bone piercing through her skin, she felt something tear through her side. 

The smell of blood made her want to throw up.

And I don’t need this life I just need... Somebody to die for Somebody to cry for When I’m lonely

Steve and Bucky took off. Thanos had been playing with Y/N, enjoying someone trying so hard. Now he had all the Infinity Stones. It wasn’t a game. Bucky started shooting at Thanos as a distraction for Steve. He slid in, grabbing Thanos’s hand and keeping his fingers pried apart. He shook, body trembling once again as he used his strength against the titan. While Y/N could distract him with words, with fascinating powers and tear filled eyes, they didn’t have that luxury. 

Bucky’s mind wasn’t on Thanos or the people. It was on Y/N. He slid to her side. The arm Thanos had twisted, cracked. The bone had pierced the flesh and dug into her ribcage. He wasn’t sure what was pierced, but judging by her pale complexion, her barely open eyes, Bucky felt his heart clench and contort with an onslaught of fear.

“Y-Y/N,” he whispered, brushing her hair back. “Y/N, stay with me. S-Stay, you gotta stay with me, doll.”

“Bucky -” Steve grunted, forcing himself to stand and push Thanos back. He only got two steps in.

“No,” Bucky growled, his voice low and rough. Thanos said he wouldn’t kill her. He said that, he practically promised it. So why - He cupped her clammy cheek in his flesh hand, stroking her temple. “Y/N, can you hear me?”

She seemed to be looked just past him, her eyes searching for something. Y/N’s lips murmured his name, so low he couldn’t even hear it. She was searching for him. “Y/N,” he whispered, lip quivering as a tear slipped down his cheek. It disappeared in his bear. “Y/N, I’m here. I’m right here.”

Bucky didn’t hear the fight going on behind him. He didn’t hear Thor’s lightning crackling through the sky. All he could hear, all he could see, was her.

“Y/N, please,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers. His tears slipped from his cheeks, falling onto hers. Her breathing was shallow, faint. “Please, we can get Shuri. Come on, doll. You can do this. She - She can...Please, Y/N. Don’t leave me.”

Faintly, he heard Thor’s voice say, “I told you...you’d die for that.”

Bucky ignored whatever was going on behind him. Instead, he listened to her breathing. His hand slipped around her back and he cradled her against his chest, soft sobs making his shoulders tremble. “Please,” he whispered, “You’re my person.”

“What did you do!?” Thor’s angered shout broke through Bucky’s pain. He looked down at Y/N, her breathing still...so shallow, so close to something he couldn’t bring her back from. “I’ll be back. I’m going to find Shuri,” he promised, standing up. He looked back, his gaze landing on Thor and Thanos through the tree line. Bucky clenched his jaw, searching through the trees.

He didn’t have time.

“Shuri!” His voice was loud, booming as he tried to find the brilliant princess. She could save Y/N. No matter how many bones were broken or how much blood was lost. Shuri could help her. “Shuri!”

But then he felt...off.

He looked down at his fingers, watching them blow away and turn to dust.

“Bucky?”

Bucky looked up, his gaze landing on Steve. But Y/N. She - “Steve?”

He stepped forward, collapsing to his knees as Steve ran towards him. He watched his oldest friend swoop in and try to catch, but it was too late.

They were too late.

Don’t go gentle into that good night Rage on against the dying light

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Running With The Trickster

Part 23

Words - 1,269

Loki x Reader

You walked around the cabin, now larger than it had ever been, and picked things up off the clothes. Between clothes, food boxes and weapons, you could swear that you lived with a bunch of armed teenagers. It was beginning to get on your nerves, but the bickering was worse. While Loki and Wanda got to spend the days in the peaceful forest to work on her powers, you got stuck with the three boys who were seeing more and more like rowdy teenagers every day. 

    A knock on the door brought you out of your own grumpy thoughts. The door had been taken off its hinges earlier today so you could see Tony, clear as day, leaning against the frame with a smirk on his lips.  

    “Do I even want to know what happened to the door?” He asked, taking a step inside. You giggled a little bit, putting the accumulating garbage and clothes you had in your hands into a basket.  

    “Probably not” you told him. “Let’s just say that I am starting to appreciate the maids you had hired at the Tower more and more each day” you finished. Tony laughed, enveloping you into a hug.  

    “I’ve missed you, so has everyone else” he told you. You motioned for him to sit on the couch, which he did, but not before moving two empty pop tart boxes.  

    “I have missed you all too” you admitted. It was hard just being stuck in the cabin, at least at the Tower you had more room to move around and ignore people when you were in a bad mood. There was a moment of silence between the two of you, you weren’t sure what to say. Before you could think of anything, Loki and Wanda came trudging through the door; they looked tired. Wanda was the first to notice a man she had never met on the couch and leapt into an attack position, causing Loki to go into high alert.  

    “Relax!” You yelled out to the both of them quickly. “It’s just Tony Stark, a friend. Tony, this is one of the new recruits, Scarlett Witch. Loki has been helping her with her powers” you offered.  

    “Nice to meet you” Tony nodded at her. “Hey Reindeer Games, you look like shit”, there was no smirk to tell anyone that it was a joke. As mean as Tony was, he was sort of right, Loki looked like he was about the fall over.  

    “Stark” Loki snarled out of acknowledgement and Wanda picked up on the fact that they didn’t like each other. She also didn’t miss the glare you were giving both men.  

    “Nice to meet you Mr. Stark” Wanda offered and he nodded at her with a smile.  

    “Did you both stay up all night training?” You asked, Loki hadn’t come to bed last night, at the time, you assumed he was just reading. Both of them now looked like they were afraid to be scolded, but neither denied. “Off to bed, both of you” you told them strictly.  

    “Fine darling, I get some rest but call for me if you need any help” he told you, walking over and giving you a quick kiss on the lips before disappearing to bed. Wanda walked off to her own bedroom as well, leaving you and Tony alone again.  

    “Are you collecting stays now?” He asked, laughing.  

    “Apparently so” you admitted. “We found Bucky at the first Hydra base we hit. Wanda and her brother at the last one. They were all experiments to those monsters”, you frowned at that, having tried to keep it at the back of your mind.  

    “You got quite the operation going here, soon you’ll be able to rival the Avengers” Tony joked but you just glared at him. “I’m sorry, that was in poor taste” he apologized quickly.  

    “No, I’m just being cranky” you admitted. “In reality, I was hoping to go back to being an Avenger when this is all over, but I don’t know how that will work out” you told him honestly.  

    “You are still an Avenger, you always will be. After what Cap did though, well I can’t say the same for him” Tony said bitterly.  

    “My first priority is Shield, that’s where all of Steve’s orders come from. After that, then I will figure out what else to do, or if anything else has to be done” you sighed. Tony inched over, grabbing your hand in his and squeezing it gently.  

    “We will figure it out together, you, me and the rest of the Avengers. We’re a team” Loki told you firmly. You let your frown break out into a smile and nodded your head. He moved back a little bit, letting go of your hand and glancing upstairs. You wondered if he worried about what Loki’s wraith may do if he was so close to you. “What do you need me to do?”  

    “I need the access codes for Shield's main headquarters in New York, I don’t want to break in and I definitely don’t want to set off any alarms. If I can, I want to speak with Fury alone” you told him.  

    “Give me a day, I can do that” he told you. He opened his jacket and produced a tablet from his pocket and handed it over. “This is connected to Jarvis but it’s untraceable by Shield, so I can contact you on this once I have the codes” he explained.  

    “Thank you” you took the tablet gratefully. Tony got up, getting ready to leave but not before giving you a hug.  

    “Oh, one more thing” he said before leaving.  

    “It doesn’t matter which one of you is stronger, because I’m faster!” You heard Pietro yell before he sped into the house. Thor flew in shortly after, his hammer crashing anything in it’s way. Tony didn’t even flinch, neither did you, it’s not like Thor had ever been quiet in the tower either.  

    “I could still beat you both with my eyes closed!” Bucky countered, coming in after them.  

    “Why don’t you prove it then” Thor antagonized. You could sense another fight breaking out and you head began pounding preemptively.  

    “If the three of you don’t start acting like grown-ass adults, I swear I will put all of you in a time out!” You yelled over them, now that made Tony flinch. He looked at you, eyes wide, he hadn’t expected that. All three of them slowly turned around and moved away from each other, heads bowed as they mumbled an apology. “Loki and Wanda are getting some rest so I do not want to hear a peep out of you three unless it’s something quiet and respectful” you told them firmly.  

    “Look who’s become mom of the Avengers” Tony snickered until you shot him a glare as well. He averted his eyes, pretending to have not said a thing.  

    “Stark, what are you doing here?” Thor asked, finally noticing that Tony was in the cabin as well. You had found that Thor often relied on brute strength, which usually meant that he very rarely took in his surroundings, assuming he could just fight his way through anything.

    “Just came to check on everyone, but I should be heading back before Cap gets suspicious” he turned back to you. “As I was saying, I picked this up for you after Shied went into that Hydra base to clean up the mess you guys left”. He passed you a piece of paper that you instantly recognized as a death certificate. “Congrats, you’re officially a free woman”.

[avengeultrons]

Title: All Treats No Tricks (Reader x Steve Rogers)

Summary: Steve wants the reader in on an elaborate plan to make a haunted hosue for all of the kids in the community

Word Count: 1683 

A/N: WOW I’ve been away haven’t I. I hope you’ll forgive me, I’ve been SO CONSUMED with school and working and rehearsal that I’m now burnt out and I am just so... I dont know! I wasn’t doing stuff I liked but I am CHANGING THAT. Back to writing stuff I love to write. If you’ve made it this far in the note, congrats you are my fav lol. Enjoy! 

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It was finally the day of Halloween and it officially felt like it, too. The air was cold and the wind whipped your hair around your face. A frigid drizzle fell steadily from the blanket of the gray, overcast sky above. Central Park, your favorite shortcut to get to Stark Tower, was decorated in all of the red and orange hues of falling leaves. Your fall playlist was playing through the earbuds in your ears as you walked on, humming softly to yourself. There was no way that anything could ruin your moment.

Incoming Call:

Steve Rogers

Steve’s selfie of him making a pouty face lit up your screen, automatically stopping your jam session dead in its tracks. Your heart began to pound in your chest and your palms sweat profusely. You let Michael Jackson’s Thriller fade into nothingness as you bit back a giddy, school girl smile and hit the glowing answer button. “Hello?”

“Y/N, so glad you picked up. I’ve been trying to reach Tony for ages but he’s decided to ignore me today. I have a favor to ask,” Steve rambled, hardly letting himself breathe as he spoke.

“Woah, slow down. I’m almost to the tower, is everything ok?” your pace picked up, the heels of your boots clicking on the pavement as you began to jog. The last time Steve complained about Tony was the time you all got into a full blown fight. You didn’t want that to happen again.

Steve began to laugh, causing your blood pressure to drop down to normal and your blood to boil. “Don’t tell me this is one of your silly errands?”

“Oh, this one isn’t silly. I’m decorating the fourth floor as a haunted house! You know, for the kids in the community? Y/N, I know you’re about to hang up but I know you love helping those kids. Think about how much they’ll love it if they can come and meet us and also walk through a room covered in cobwebs and eyeballs?” Steve was tugging at your heartstrings as he proposed a plan for his Halloween party, open to every kid who didn’t have any plans for the holiday. Steve’s plan was going to bring joy to a lot of little kids. Just the thought of this made your already mushy heart melt into a poodle of gushiness.

“Okay, deal. Exactly how many bags of cobwebs do you need?” you asked, crossing the street to the closest convenience store. A large orange and black sign swung from the ceiling and read: Your One Stop Halloween Shop. Hopefully this was the case.

“What on earth are you doing?” Tony stopped dead in his tracks as he stepped off of the elevator, an air of annoyance in his voice.

In Tony’s defense, it was a rather peculiar sight. Steve was standing on a step stool, nailing shiny plastic spiders from the ceiling with elastic strings.  You were dancing around the room to your playlist, painting a pair of fangs to look as though they were covered in blood. Tony grimaced as you stick them in your mouth and smiled over at him.

“We’re putting together a haunted house. You know, for the kids?” You nodded over at Steve, taking your fangs out. “It was all his idea!”

You pulled a stark white skeleton out of its packaging and held it up to the length of your body. Steve laughed as he spoke, “Looks too...science lab in high school esque.”

“I agree. He needs to be weathered and stained. Almost as if he’s been locked in a dungeon for years,” Tony nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. Your face lit up as he chimed in. “I guess I can help you guys get the word out and what not. It’ll be good to be involved in the community for more than just destroying aliens.”

“Wow, thanks Tony. That really means a lot. The kids will be so excited!” Steve smiled widely, a dimple on each of his cheeks as he grinned. “I knew you still had some love in there.”

“Don’t push your luck!” Tony rolled his eyes as he stalked past you to his office, a smile on his face.

“Do you think we can get him to dress up as a vampire and greet kids at the door?” Steve winked at you as you rolled your eyes and messed up his already disheveled hair as you walked past him.

It was Halloween night. You could feel the excitement in the air, the environment was electric. Everyone was pitching in with decorating the haunted floor of the tower. You were busy in the kitchen gathering snacks and putting candy bags together with Wanda, the two of you working in tandem to finish it all on time.

“Hey,” Steve jumped out in front of you in his costume, green corduroy pants and a purple vest. He had two tin foil bolts glued to his neck. “Can you paint me green?” Wanda took over your load of packing up the final gift bags before you could object, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You smiled up at him. “The classic Frankenstein? Good costume choice,” you took the green face paint and makeup brush from his hand and pulled yourself up to sit on the counter in front of him. Just like an artist, you poured the paint onto a tray and dipped the brush into the green, painting a green stripe from Steve’s forehead down to his chin.

“What are you dressing as?” Steve asked as he closed his eyes, a small smile on his face as you painted his forehead in the light green paint that matched his pants.

A sigh escaped your lips as you concentrated on finishing Steve’s face paint. “I don’t think I am, I don’t really have anything to wear,” you said. The green boy in front of you gasped and Wanda’s eyes widened to the size of golf balls.

“You don’t have a Halloween costume? Y/N doesn’t have a costume!” Steve looked behind you as Tony came in, holding up a finger to shush Steve as he was on the phone.

Tony ended his call and reached for a piece of candy, yelping when Wanda slapped his hand away. She rolled her eyes and slid a piece of licorice candy across the counter to him. Tony simply frowned. “You can be Iron-Man. Do you know how many disabled suits I have up there in my office? Half of them are basically costumes now.”

“Just be a sheet ghost, Y/N,” Steve said as you dappled on the final bits of paint onto his cheeks. You laughed, rolling your eyes at him.

“You can be a princess! Wouldn’t Y/N look great as a Disney Princess, Steve? Oh, the kids would just love it!” Wanda clapped her hands together and tied the final bow around the last candy bag.

The pink tint of Steve’s cheeks poked through the thin layer of grin as he nodded in agreement. “She’s right, they would love it,’ he said.

Wanda jumped up and tore down the hallway as she shouted, “I even have a costume for you already!”

“Sounds like you’d better get ready,” Steve smiled. The green paint layered over his face made his smile even brighter.

The costume Wanda had for you was all sparkles and sequins. She even had a plastic tiara to match the purple princess dress for you. There you were, standing at the door in an uncomfortable costume made for a twelve year old and tiny heels that made a loud clicking noise when you walked.

“Look, it’s Iron-Man!” a small boy dressed as Captain America led the first wave of kids dressed in costume. They flooded the floor, squealing as they ran up to Tony. He was dressed in one of his old super suits, waving at the kids as they came to a halting stop in front of him.

You laughed as they practically tackled him in hugs. Then, the herd of kiddos turned and spotted you with a basket of candy bags. As if they weren’t excited already, their eyes lit up with glee as they spotted the treats in your basket.

“Are you a real princess?” a young girl in front of you tilted her head until her own costume tiara fell askew on her head.

A smile danced across your face and you shook your head in response. Steve came up behind you and threw an arm over your shoulders, stopping you before you could say anything. “She doesn’t think she’s a real princess, but I think so. Don’t you?” you rolled your eyes as Steve spoke softly to the little girl in front of you. She smiled widely, her face alight with joy.

“Thank you guys! Happy Halloween,” the young princess’s mom steered her away to where Wanda and Natasha were lining kids up for the spooky haunted house.

“You think I’m a real princess, huh? How much punch have you had?” you teased Steve, handing a girl dressed as Hulk a bag full to the brim of chocolates and lollipops. “Happy Halloween, sweetie!”

“Only princesses are able to give up their time to help a green monster give back to the kids in the community,” Steve commented, waving as another awestruck kid stepped through the door draped in spider webs.

You hoped that you had enough makeup on to disguise the red blush that was burning your face. “You’re so corny,” you said with a laugh, “I think they’re having a lot of fun. You did great, Cap.”

“Happy Halloween, Princess Y/N,” Steve did an exuberant bow in front of you. “Duty calls.”

As you watched Steve dressed as Frankenstein walk away to gather around the kids, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of warmth and happiness. All of the children who wouldn’t have anything to do otherwise now had a safe space to enjoy themselves, hopefully for many more holidays. And the sweetest superhuman you knew was able to make it happen.

[christinky]

Help | Part 6

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Pairing: Dad!Tony x Stark!Reader

Warnings: Depression, Alcohol. A SUPER SURPRISE thats pretty obvious but I’d like to think its shocking.

Summary: You are Tony Starks daughter and Peter is one of your good friends. You don’t like to be helped until one day, when you aren’t able to refuse it. Even Tony might need to ask for it, a lot of it, to help save you. 

A/N: Thanks for putting up with me. Please reblog if you love me. Or don’t. If you don’t we can’t be friends. Thanks. 

Its been almost 2 years since you went missing.... Sleeping has been easier for Tony, still not back to normal. He still has nightmares, still lies awake thinking of where you could be. Pepper and him decided to delay the wedding, they still have not set a date. The thought of you not being there crushes them, so they decided to just postpone.

Rhodey still comes by to check on Tony, make sure his depression is under control, and to just be with him to keep his mind off things. Once and a while, he can’t and ends up in Tony’s workshop, where Tony made it into his search headquarters. He hasn’t given up on you yet. Maps, newspaper articles, and photos now cover the walls. All information that could lead him to where you are. Rhodey likes to help, he wants to find you too, its just hard on him to see Tony like this.

Sitting in the kitchen, Tony pours himself a glass of whiskey as he waits for his dinner. “Um Hey, Mr. Stark” Peter walks into the room with an awkward wave and a shy smile. Tony has a surprised, yet confused look on his face seeing the boy.

Peter doesn’t come around as often. Since the official retirement of Iron Man the boys didn’t have much of a reason to get together anymore. Tony hasn’t wanted anything to do with the whole superhero stuff. “Well, this is a surprise” Tony said as he took a sip of his drink, “what’s up kid?” He gestures to the empty seat next to him.

Taking a seat Peter’s nerves start to settle. “Oh, nothing. Just.. just haven’t seen you in a while sir. Thought I would swing by to see how you were doing.”

“I’m fine. Thanks for stopping by.” He doesn’t like talking about it, he doesn’t want pity. Especially from an 18 year old boy. Peter is caught off guard with the response, his shoulders hunch over and you can see regret in his eyes. He is back to being the shy, nervous boy again.

The sound of heels echoes from the hallway, Pepper, however there are more footsteps along with her. Peter looks over his shoulder, reacting to the sound. Tony rests his face in his palm, not in the mood for more visitors. Immediately he is taken back, sitting up straight with wide eyes. 

In walks the rest of the Avengers, Sam, Natasha, Wanda, Steve, Vision with Bucky Barnes. “We have to talk.” Steve’s voice is serious.

Peter is starstruck, also a little embarrassed from the last encounter. He turned to look back at Tony, who now has a stern look on his face.

“What can I do for you?” He leans back against the counter, facing Steve and the rest of them. 

“Tony, something happened. Its Hydra.” Steve looks over at Bucky, giving him Tony’s attention.

All eyes are on Bucky, “A new super soldier emerged 2 days ago, they attacked tried to attack me in Wakanda. Hydra put a lot of work in this one, they must have been injected with the last of the serum Steve and I had. But” Bucky paused, “They also have the same powers as Wanda. I probably wouldn’t have made it but once they entered the barrier, the Wakandan army showed up. Scared them off I guess.” 

“So Hydra is up to something again?” Tony raised a brow, “Nothing you guys haven’t handled before. Good luck” With that he stands to leave the room. 

“We need you Tony.” Steve goes to grab his shoulder, making him stop in his tracks. 

“You can have the kid. Peter congrats, you’re an Avenger now.” He shakes Steve’s hand off his shoulder and tries to walk away. 

Peter adjusts his posture to sit up straight and tall with a smirk. No one was paying attention to him, they are watching Tony. 

“Come on Ton....” Steve was cut off.

“Listen, Iron Man is no more. It’s done Rogers. Done.” there is anger in his eyes, his voice was stern.

“I thought you wanted to help people” 

Tony is mad now, he raises his voice. “I couldn’t save her how can I save anyone else!? How am I supposed to help other people while my own daughter is still out there. I can’t even find her.” His eyes start to swell, his breathing is heavy from yelling, “If it wasn’t for that stupid suit (Y/N) would still be here, safe.” 

Tony leaves the room in a huff. Everyone looks concerned with sadness in their eyes, looking at one another. Pepper goes chasing after him. 

Steve takes a deep breath before turning to face the rest. “Well kid. Are you ready?” He looks at Peter who nods ready to go. 

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“Whoever that is, they are putting up a good fight. The fact that they ran really shows that they haven’t given up and still fighting them.” Bucky explains. 

They are in the jet, on their way to Hydra. “Okay. Se we let Bucky and Wanda focus on their soldier, they have the most experience with this.” Steve commands. “Peter, if you can help web them up so they have a better chance. If not help Natasha and I on the ground. They will have gunman and soldiers fighting. Sam, Vision, you guys control things from the air.” 

They don’t know exactly what they are going into, all they know is that Hydra has missiles aimed at populated areas and important buildings, they have weapons and a super soldier. 

Once they land there is not much time to prepare. Shots are being fired at them, Hydra was prepared for them.  They knew they were coming. 

The door opens, Cap throws his shield to take some gunmen out. Nat and Bucky use opening between fires to take some shots as well. Peter uses his web shooters to disarm with the help of Wanda, Sam and Vision take to the sky. 

Once they got clear Wanda and Bucky make a B-line towards the super soldier, they were protecting the missiles as they prepared for launch. Looking at them Bucky gets flashbacks of the pain they put him through. He knows the pain in their eyes, he has a better look than before. 

The soldier is a girl, she looks young. Her hair is long and tangled, bags under her eyes, her eyes tell the story. They look tired, worn out, in pain, and asking for help. Suddenly, he sees a change in behavior, she is not angry, like a soldier. 

She wears fitted black pants, combat boots, a tight black jacket with a worn shirt with the hydra markings, a muzzle around her face only showing her eyes, and headphones. The headphones are either to control her more, keep her from hearing around her, or both he thinks to himself. 

Before they can get close the soldier uses her powers to launch various objects from her surroundings. Wanda tries her best to catch everything so Bucky can make his way closer. 

“Hey guys, wait up!” Peter comes swinging through to help them, only to be hit by a piece of debris Wanda missed. He went flying to the ground, hitting it hard. Neither of them being phased by spiderboy’s mishap.

Bucky tries to engage, maybe to remove the headphones to help Hydra lose some control. Before he gets too close he is pushed back by Peter. Peter gets back onto his feet, for a moment he thought he saw something in the soldier, he doesn’t know what it is but its something. 

“Try to web her hands, try to grab the headphones if you can.” Bucky is cold, solely focused on helping the soldier break free of Hydra. 

Peter nods, then shoots a web to her hands. He has one completely covered causing it to be useless for the time being. 

Using her free hand, she reaches into her pocket. In her hand is a knife. Holding the knife she cuts the webbing, knowing the right angle to weaken it enough to break.

Images flash into Peter’s mind, the memory of the rooftop. When he tried to help you from the paparazzi and you cut his webbing... the thoughts hit him like a ton of bricks. His body goes numb for a moment, looking closely at the soldier. His heart stops, he can’t look away, his eyes are empty for a moment as his jaw slightly drops. He isn’t able to move. He realizes that its you.  

Tag List: @m4shtyx @spiderlingsweb @mackvanstan Sorry there was someone else but I forgot to save your url. I’m so sorry forgive me :( 

[lovelykhaleesiii]

I understand... (Part 4)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader

Words: 1219

Summary: You’re the daughter of Tony Stark, and after meeting the Avengers for the first time, you begin to fall for the one who your father despises most...Bucky Barnes.

Warning: Fluff, romantic Bucky, story takes place after Civil War, but the Avengers remain intact all of them reside in the Avengers Tower, but Tony still holds a grudge against Bucky, especially, angry!Tony, a little swearing.

Sorry if the dialogue is shit, working on it 😩

Tags:

@fandom--0verdose

@m4shtyx

@impalatobakerstreet

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You had awoken up smiling, pure joy escaping your face. You’d figured the events of last night were out of the blue, but were inevitable. You thought long and hard, since your dad was a no show to check up on you. You thought about the risks you were taking by committing yourself to Bucky & him to you, and you had considered your father’s potential reaction if he ever found out. But you had prepared yourself, in the end Tony always wanted what was best for you, why should that change ?

Making your way to the kitchen for breakfast, you arrived to see everyone sitting in their little groups apart from each other. You’d scanned the room and immediately found Bucky sitting by Steve, Thor and Sam. You found him already staring at you, with a small smile growing on his face, giving you a swift wink making you smirk. Thankfully your quick instinct told you to look away, for your dad today was present. You knew that he had been awaiting for you to join, seeing as he had already prepared a small meal for the both of you at the counter.

“You still mad at me?” You utter, as you made your way towards him, standing opposite of him, as he read the newspaper.

“Maybe... Frankly, I’m just a little shocked, and disappointed.” He retorted, taking a quick glance at you before he continued to read on.

“Dad, it was seriously nothing” you lied, attempting to lower your voice that only Tony could hear exclusively... “We got comfortable I will admit, but nothing more. You shouldn’t hold a grudge anyways... Bucky’s a friend, and a good one too. You need to accept that -“

“Don’t you dare give me a pep talk about him! Don’t you dare! I’ve seen what his done, and its fucked up Y/n... I don’t want you part of this.” Tony yelled. He had dropped the newspaper and slammed his free hand onto the counter. You were take aback. You’re father never retaliated against you like this before, mainly because you had always done as you were told with him. You were infuriated. You knew convincing him about Bucky was more difficult than expected, but you weren’t going to give up... For Bucky’s sake.

“Are you kidding me? You’re going off at me, telling me you don’t want me part of something because of a little grudge you’re holding?” You shouted, attempting to suppress your anger had also proven difficult.

Your father sighed, looking down at the counter realising what he’d done. He’d quickly looked up and directed his eyes towards Bucky’s direction.

“I need to cool off...” he exclaimed, leaving the scene without another word.

Before you could even comprehend what had just happened, Natasha placed her arm gently onto your shoulder asking “Is everything alright?”

You had completely forgotten that the Avengers just witnessed the argument. You felt completely embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry you guys had to witness that. I’m hoping it won’t happen again.” You utter, looking completely guilty.

“It’s fine... But who’s Tony talking about?” Bruce questions you, a curious look on his face.

You couldn’t look at Bucky... You’d both made your promises not to mention this relationship, but you couldn’t just give Bruce “no-reply.” Before you could answer, Bucky immediately intervened.

“It’s me... I’m the guy Tony’s mad about.”

Looking from Bucky to the rest of the Avengers, many were surprised by this new romance.

“The other day, Y/n and I were watching a film and things kind of escalated. Tony found us and of course, he enraged... Y/n and I want to see each other, but unsurprisingly Tony disproves this so he doesn’t know that we are in fact seeing each other... We want to keep it that way, until we find a way to convince him.” Bucky exclaims. You could see that the burden of secrecy fell off of his broad shoulders, just as his revelation did on your behalf...But would the group also be willing to uphold their end of the bargain?

“I know I’ve only just met you guys, but I know how you all are...You’re heroes & from what I know heroes help those in need and protect those in need. Right now, Bucky and I could do with those? I beg, just please don’t tell Tony anything before us...He needs to hear it from us.” You add, whilst making your way over to Bucky, who wraps his bionic arm around you. You observe each of them individually and see that they all are aware of Tony’s ‘grudge’ against Bucky and how exhausted they were of it. Everyone had gotten along well with Bucky, except for Tony, and that was agitating for your behalf. The one person who you loved most, the one person you most wanted their acceptance of was the one person who couldn’t stand the site of you two together, even as friends.

“Please” you whimper.

It seemed as though they all had come to an agreement mentally, as Natasha spoke on behalf of the group “You have our word. We’ll help if we can, but for the love of God... Tell Tony before he figures something’s up and discovers the truth himself.”

You nod and agree excitedly, both you and Bucky exhale as if you’d both held your final breaths.

“Well then if we’ve gotten that out of the way... Congrats to the new couple of the tower!” Natasha cheers, sincerely smiling at the two of your holding hands.

“Hope the trouble’s worth it.” Sam sarcastically retorts from behind. You being busy being congratulated by Wanda, Bruce and Vision, were unaware though Bucky met his comment with an unforgiving glare.

Soon enough Steve made his way towards you two as well, hugging his best friend, relieved that his friend had finally found someone to love again.

“Make sure you kids stay out of trouble... I’ll try to convince Tony as much as I can, Buck like I always have.”

“Can’t promise anything, but we’ll try” Bucky laughs, giving you a playful wink. “But thanks Steve, we appreciate your help, as always.” Bucky smiles, as he grabs the side of Steve’s arm as a reassuring gesture.

“Well you guys need to make it official, give us some proof that there is something between you two. I say... Give us a kiss!” Clint jokingly shouts. Soon enough all the other Avengers begin to egg on Bucky to make the first move, though before he does so Natasha intervenes “Wait! Now before you guys have a make out session - F.R.I.D.A.Y is Tony on premises?” She questioned, wanting to make sure another fallout was avoided.

“Miss Romanoff, Mr Stark left the premises exactly 10 mins ago for a quick trip to Stark Industries. Is this all the information you’ll be needing?”

“That will be all” she remarks, continuing to reignite the cheers.

A complete yet genuine smile appearing on your face, as you turn towards Bucky, his bionic arm around your waist, you stretch up as he leans down to give you a quick yet passionate kiss. It felt right... You felt complete with Bucky and at this point you could have cared less about your father’s expectations of you. It was time Tony had changed for you.

[kaunis-sielu]

A Rom-Com: 7

A man named T'Challa does the ceremony. It’s short and sweet and the vows that Pepper wrote are moving and you had to practice them several times before you could say them without getting choked up. You sign the papers, then Wanda and Phil, the guy playing Steve’s best friend signs and T'Challa congratulates the pair of you. Filming a party is so weird. People are dancing but there’s no music. “Time for our first dance as husband and wife.” Steve smiles over at you and reaches for your hand. You take it with a grin and he leads you out to the dance floor. You sway to no music, he’s not too graceful and you laugh softly. “What?” He asks looking down at you. “Nothing, I just feel kinda like I’m back at my high school prom.” “Because?” “Just the fancy dress, the nice tux, the music.” You joke and he laughs, his eyes crinkling. You love that. “Yea I’m not very good at this.” He admits. “Just keep swaying and pretending like you’re in love with me. All the women in the audience will be so jealous of me that they won’t notice.” “Jealous?” “Oh come on Steve. You’ve got millions of female fans, they adore you.” You’re pretty sure he’s blushing. You stroke the back of his head and he kisses you softly. “Good you two!” Bruce calls over the thudding of the feet in the room. It was so easy to forget that you were filming with his arms around you. There may not be anything actually going on but oh god do you adore him. The shoot goes quickly or it feels quick Bruce doesn’t let anyone leave until the sun is coming up over the horizon. Steve insists on carrying you out of the building and back to the golf cart, he rides with you back to costuming. Your head drifts to his shoulder as you ride. “Tired?” He asks softly. “Mhmm.” “First night shoot huh?” “Mmm.” “You’ll get used to it, are you coming to the cabin?” ���Yea.” “Good.” He smiles then when the cart stops he scoops you up again. “We’re leaving around 3 okay?” He tells you setting you down gently. “Okay. Nat and I’ll meet you here?” He nods. Then you head into Viz’s office, he’s asleep on the couch and you smile softly. “Hey Viz.” You say softly and he bolts awake. His purple hair sticking up all over the place. “Hey. You done?” “Yea. Get me the hell out of this dress I’m exhausted.” He chuckles and helps you out then you go see Clint to get the extensions out of your hair. You leave hair and make up only to run into a very confused Steve. “My agent said I needed to come get you.” “What why?” “No idea. Your agent Scott is here too.” You follow him to his dressing room and he ushers you in. Once the door is shut you see his agent, Thor. He’s huge and blonde and huge and is furious. He hangs up his phone and looks at you then at Steve before he runs his hands through his shoulder length hair. “What’s going on Scott?” You ask, this whole ordeal is making you anxious. “Well, you know how you two just filmed the marriage scene?” “Yea?” Steve prompts. “Well, apparently it wasn’t fake.” Thor says. “Everything you did was real. From the officiant to the paperwork.” “We just got married?” You ask your mouth dropping open in shock. “Yea. Congrats you two.” Scott jokes before your world fades to black. The last thing you hear is Steve crying your name.

[mar-gega]

No regrets

So here’s the deal. I’m happy to keep this a standalone fic. But if you’d like another part, I’m happy to work on it. Enjoy!

Summary: This is a bit angsty because when the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out, it turns out, he’s not that interested. Or is he?

Word count: 1667

Warnings: A swearword or two? Angst.

‘Hey Y/N, Natasha asked me to drop this off for you to analyse, she's a bit busy on another meeting’ you look up to meet the deep azure eyes. His arm is fully extended and he's keeping the distance, his eyes quickly dart away too, as if spooked by your stare. 'Thank you Mr Barnes' You reply. 'Erm, Bucky. Just call me Bucky, you're practically part of the team so might as well drop the official titles' he shoots you a tight smile and drops the USB stick in your hand.

Since the first time you met Bucky Barnes, you tried to remain professional, but let's be honest, professional is far from what you'd like your relationship to be. It's his muscles, his strong jaw, his beautiful eyes, luscious silky hair, the metal arm (and it’s abilities) - needless to say, you stupidly let yourself develop a massive crush on Captain America's best pal. In the unattainable mind of the former Winter Soldier you saw a challenge, because deep inside there's good in everyone, and come on!, The Captain entrust him and he can't be wrong, right?

In only a couple of seconds you manage to fully scan the man in front of you - tall and muscly, hair tied back in a low bun, still damp presumably from a recent shower. Your nostrils fill with the smell of his aftershave, it may be a cliche but that man smell just gets you going. And he does (get you going) EVERY TIME you see him. It's ridiculous how much he affects you and it's about time you do something about it. You cannot continue to fixate on this man, it's just not healthy!

There is nobody else in the lab and you smell your chance. Hey, what's the worst that can happen? He turns you down and you get to move on with your life knowing the two of you will never work out? Okay, admittedly that is a sad prospect, but there's every chance of a good outcome so surely it's worth the risk? You take a deep breath and go for it.

'Hey Bucky?' You stand up from behind your desk and walk towards him 'I know it's a bit forward but you seem like a nice guy' his eyes widen in confusion 'So I was wondering if you'd like to grab a drink sometime, just me and you?' You try to keep a bit of distance between you, as much as you'd like to touch every inch of him, you don't want to cage him in.

'Gee, Y/N…' Oh god! He's hesitating! What were you thinking? Of course he's not interested! You begin to panic 'I'm not too sure if it's a good idea, you know us working together and all, it might be a bit awkward?' He bows his head trying to meet your eyes 'I'm so sorry...'

'Hey it's alright, yeah, I suppose you're right. Eh, forget I asked!' You try to smile but it's tight lipped and there's no way he doesn't notice the disappointment in your voice. You take a step back, turn around and walk back to your desk to finish work. 'I'll see you around anyway!' You murmur. Bucky opens his mouth but shakes his head and decides not to say anything opting for a dart towards the door. As soon as he leaves you bang your head on the desk. 'Loser!' You scoff at yourself. Your mouth feels dry and your eyes are burning but you won't allow yourself to sulk, not right now. Right now you're at work and you have to stay strong so try to remember one of the breathing exercises your meditation leader suggested last week. You're fine. You're FINE.

The rest of your workday is pretty easy and pleasantly uneventful. The last thing to do is to transfer any new data onto another USB, so it can be used in the Avengers briefing tomorrow morning. There are quite a lot of files to be saved so when you hit ‘SAVE’ the computer tells you of an estimate time of 7 minutes before the job is done. Brilliant, just enough time for a quick refresh and a change of clothes before you go home!

You're back just in time, feeling much better, surprising what a quick splash of water to your face, and a change into comfy jeans can do! You grab your coat and bag, unplug the USB which you decide to drop off now to save you the job in the morning.

When you step out of the lift on the floor you're intrigued to hear muffled music and laughter. You carry on to the main lounge and are met with cheer. 'Y/N!' Natasha practically skips towards you 'Can you stay a while? We're just having a little celebration, we had a really good mission today!' 'Yeah, I've seen the intel, some really important stuff there!' You scan around the room - all the usual suspects are there: Hawkeye and Wanda, Tony and Rhodey, and the Holy Trinity Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson and, of course, Bucky Barnes. You try to think of an excuse but before you know it Natasha is grabbing your wrist and dragging you to the sofa. Thankfully Bucky is sat across the room, some distance between you so maybe you'll be OK to stay for a bit?

Couple of hours go by, everyone's enjoying themselves, drinking and laughing, there's such a great atmosphere so naturally the conversation topic shifts towards relationships. 'Y/N, we don't know much about you, are you single?' Sam is the one to bring attention towards you. 'Yeah...' you put on a wide smile and take a sip of your beer. 'She's a right picky one!' Natasha chimes in 'I tried to set her up so many times but she always finds excuses not to meet anyone!' 'That's not true!' You correct her 'I ask guys out all the time, I just get rejected a lot!' You don't mean to sound self-deprecating but it obviously comes out that way because Steve gives you a comforting smile. 'I hardly doubt that! You would reject you?! You're beautiful and smart and any guy would be a buffoon not to take you out on a date!' He looks around for support, smiling and nodding in a 'Am I right?' manner. Everyone is nodding in agreement except for Bucky who, being sat behind Steve, escapes his look. 'I don't buy it either, when was the last time you asked a guy out and he turn you down?' Clint prods 'I bet it happened long time ago and you're still sulking!'

As much as you'd like to vent you decide to be the bigger person here and protect Bucky, it's not his fault he doesn't see you that way, it's certainly YOUR fault to allow yourself to develop such feeling for him.

'Okay, it happened this week. That's all I can say' you take another sip of your beer.

'No way!' Sam booms 'Who was it?' You don't reply straight away and that spikes Sam's interest 'Wait! Do we know him? Is he from work?' The 'oohs' and 'aahs' spread across the room and suddenly everyone's eyes are glued on you, including Bucky's, who is looking nervous. He's bobbing his leg and runs hand through his hair. He's clearly trying to avoid your eyes but when you accidentally meet his gaze he quickly averts your eyes and takes a big gulp of his drink. You look around the room and release a deep sigh. 'I don't really want to talk about it.. But yes, he's from work, I asked him to go out for a drink and he said he doesn't think it's a good idea because we work together and it may put us in an awkward situation' A moment of silence is broken by Wanda who must have sensed your discomfort. To be honest it doesn't take a genius to figure you're uncomfortable because your drink is long gone and all of a sudden you're quiet, replaying the events from earlier in your head. A movement across the room catches your attention and it's Bucky walking away towards the hall, perhaps to get another drink from the kitchen? You catch Steve looking at you and he sends you a wide smile. It's so beautiful you swear that smile can cure depression! You're certainly feeling better already! 'Fuck him, Y/N, he's clearly not worth it, his loss!' Wanda walks up and gives you a pat on the shoulder 'I'm gonna head off now, it's getting pretty late and it has been a long day!' 'Yeah, me too' you stand up and grab your coat 'Thanks for having me guys, and congrats on a great mission!' You say your goodbyes and head towards the lift. You press the button and wait. 'Y/N?' You hear a familiar voice and turn around to see his tall frame jogging towards you. 'Hey, sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to upset you' 'Bucky... it's alright, I'm not that upset, like I said, I'm used to rejection, I'm a big girl I can take it' it takes all your strength (or what's left of it) to smile at him. 'Listen, you seem like a really cool girl, so maybe we can go for that drink after all?' He's definitely talking to you, there's no one else here, but you wouldn't be able to tell because he's looking everywhere else but at you, shifting nervously. The beep of the lift brings your focus back to the situation 'Don't worry about it, I don't need a pity ask...' 'I didn't mean-' 'Bucky' you cut him off 'please don't make this even worse, you've made your feelings pretty clear earlier and it's fine. I'm fine' you stand into the lift and wait for the door to close before releasing a strangled cry. Rejection is one thing but you certainly did not need anyone's pity. Especially not Bucky's.

Part 2

[thirdman-seventhson-blog1]

Vault Chat

Keep in mind, jack was probably on for about 10 minutes, and there were 200 people on the chat!! Here’s the part of the vault chat that I got.

<Apple_Blossom> check out the paintings of RomIne Brooks... she was friends with Rimbaud@Jack White

·       <Hunter Arias> Thanks for the input!

·       <Jack White> @Rodney Flater hmmmmm......

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White I have been heavy into Sturgill Simpson, you like him?

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack What was the last project you weren't sure if you could actually finish?

·       <Christina Kinzler> @KRIST3N Sucks

·       <DanielleMeiling> @Jack White Hi Jack. Any news on when American Epic is getting released?

·       <gabbyalucas> Favorite album at the moment?

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White What is your favorite baseball movie? Mine is The Natural.

·       <Jack White> @MaWaiDu life

·       <Jack White> lot of peoples in here

·       <Nick(Boat)> @Jack White What's your thoughts on United on Chestnut?

·       <MaWaiDu> lol

·       <Trale Merz> Favorite 3 ball parks

·       <Maxman142001> Hints for the next vault?

·       <msmaggie> see you at Zolli for coffee? 10 minutes?

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> Lol

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White are the new presses up and running at Cass???

·       <Christina Kinzler> @Jack White Too many ppls boo

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> @Jack White might be worth the investment 😉

·       <Jack White> @RRRecords i like the natural very much, quote me a line from it

·       <bloomooks> We missed you, Jack. That's why

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> righhhtttttt

·       <RobScarr> @Jack White enjoyed reading your words in 'the drum thing' book very inspiring as a drummer myself

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White Did you have fun in Deep Ellum with WarStick? It's the coolest neighborhood in Dallas.

·       <Billy Daneau> for how long you haven't talked to meg

·       <Mat Kancler> @Jack White looking for interns? I'm your guy!

·       <Kerri Grendel> Jack, you are loved.

·       <RACHELSWENS> Bout time you came on here, i didnt think anyone actually used it

·       <Christopher Merritt> @Jack White - have you heard the new Washington Phillips cd?

·       <Janet Hall> @JackWhite I ordered your guitar pics, can't wait to get them!

·       <Kelly McCleary> @Jack White we're all jonesing for news

·       <Drebin> Thank you for everything Jack. Can't wait to see your next project!

·       <Pabs> Any plans to tour last Dead Weather's album?

·       <Rob Frost> too many peoples. i go sleep now

·       <Francscoxvier> Greetings from Saskatoon

·       <gabbyalucas> So so so stoked about the new Lillie album. Huge fan of her stuff. Can't wait another second!

·       <Apple_Blossom> ha

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White have you listened to Cindy Wilson's new EP yet?

·       <gabbyalucas> So many people, slightly breaking the chat haha

·       <Maxman142001> @jack have you picked up any new guitars lately?

·       <Kate Cox> Favourite Nick Cave track?

·       <Mandy Thomas> Loved the last Vault Package...it was my first! Came on Christmas Eve!

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> You draw quite the crowd, jack!

·       <caity> Did you guys get a lot of new subscribers for the package? I loved the vault package, the pendant is dope!!! !!! !!! !!!

·       <Breanna Gibitz> Jack. I think you're great. just wanted to say that.

·       <Christopher Merritt> This is insane btw

·       <Karen Proffitt> I think we missed you.....

·       <LordKhan> @Jack White You can't spell it, but it eats pretty good, don't it?

·       <Lindsey Crooks> It's been so long! I thought you might have died.

·       <Sarah Sparks> @Marjorie Hernandez what up lady?! Did you have a good b-day?

·       <Jack White> @Kate Cox red right hand

·       <Mallory McClain> @Jack White thoughts on any of the festival lineups that have been released? they seem a little lacking imo

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack would you ever open up a new upholstery shop?

·       <caitinlv> @Jack White big ups to Bump Bailey

·       <Christina Kinzler> @Jack White Whats the word on the pressing plant opening?

·       <Lucas Marinho> What kind of drumsticks do you use, Jack?

·       <STL_Ben> remember 10 minutes ago when there was only 4 people logged in?

·       <gabbyalucas> I'm actually in class right now. I cant learn knowing Jack's online

·       <RACHELSWENS> See what happens when you leave us for too long

·       <Rodrigo Cortes> Live at Disgraceland was awesome

·       <jen&juice> Did you have a nice Christmas with the kiddos?

·       <KYLOSIS> Congratulations on 30 Vaults!

·       <Mommaboat> @Jack White missed you at New Years!!

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White "pick me out a winner Bobby"

·       <Mommaboat> @Jack White love me some Lillie Mae

·       <tanzaib> New raconteurs lp this year

·       <Sarah Sparks> @Jack White did you ever watch

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Jack White> @caitinlv you mean baortholemew bailey

·       <Vinnie Vrhovnik> Holy shit this is moving fast today

·       <Billy Daneau> why the single on the last vault package wasn't red and blue just one color

·       <RACHELSWENS> Hi Jack! What did you do for the holiday?

·       <TWS_Andre> The Raconteurs I miss them so much!!

·       <Sarah Sparks> aky Blinders"? great soundtrack (mostly because of you!)

·       <Jessica Russell> @jJck White I've missed you! Best twitter notification all day

·       <Norm bethune> @Jack White Any live shows coming up Det or Nash

·       <Christina Kinzler> @Jack White Missed you at the Magic Stick

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White would you consider using the film from 2 against 1 to make an official video from the film 2 Guns??

·       <MFSSkinny> @Jack White Pick me out a winner, Bobby

·       <KYLOSIS> @Sarah Sparks Great show!

·       <Breanna Gibitz> I'm running out of wall space for all the rad stuff you guys put in packages

·       <Maxman142001> @jack white - have you given Blackwell any tips on his drumming?

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <gabbyalucas> Hey Jack, what did you get for Christmas?

·       <Jack White> @RACHELSWENS hunted whompus kitties

·       <KRIST3N> I recently framed some of my favorite TMR silk screens. Wanda looks so purdy in her magenta mat board

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White its 8 below zero in Minnesota want to visit

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack favorite episode of Twilight Zone?

·       <LordKhan> Red, it took me sixteen years to get here. You play me, and I'll give ya the best I got.

·       <Isfeld> @Jack White any vacation plans for the summer?

·       <Pabs> Btw congrats you guys have the best customer service!

·       <Sarah Sparks> @KYLOSIS right?!

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White Did you like our twitter submissions for the Tin Man scavenger hunt contest? That was really fun

·       <Tuesday Cummins-Smith> @Jack White did the shop girls get their top hat from The Rad Hatter?

·       <Jack White> @LordKhan suit up

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> meow

·       <KYLOSIS> @Sarah Sparks Better soundtrack!

·       <Sarah Sparks> catty wampus!

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White is it a blizzard in Nashville now??

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White I thought you would like this...I found a 1956 Ford Thunderbird Christmas post card flexi disc at an antique store recently!

·       <Christina Kinzler> @Jack White What is the word on the Diecast RRS? Is that going to happen?

·       <Janet Hall> @JackWhite Tour some more please!

·       <MFSSkinny>

·       <RACHELSWENS> You hunted whompus kitties over the holiday?

·       <Jason Koffman> How about releasing a Slim & Slam LP?

·       <Breanna Gibitz> JACK, will you fund a replica TMR store I can live in? I love the style of it there

·       <caitinlv> @Jack White when a guy runs into the wall like that he should be called Bump

·       <AlleyOops> When are you coming back to Austin? :D

·       <chuck hosner> Working on a new solo album by chance?

·       <MaggieMay> Jack. Any plans to release the Masonic lazaretto show?

·       <Billy Daneau> solo album?

·       <Hannah Geere> Did you enjoy being on Prairie Home Companion enough to come back to Minneapolis again in the near future??

·       <Lucas Marinho> I don't like to be this guy, but please come to Brazil. There's so many new bands around my city. I'm surge you'd love them

·       <Cameo Kraft> Have any new years resolutions??

·       <KYLOSIS> @Jack White Are you in the touring mood this year?

·       <Apple_Blossom> @chuck hosner !!!!!

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Jack White> @KYLOSIS hmm...

·       <Jack White> @KYLOSIS hmm...

·       <Maxman142001> @Jack White have you been to Johnny Walkers new studio?

·       <jo7981> Would you ever come to Newfoundland again?

·       <staci freeworth> @jack I love all the cool things you are doing but I must admit, I miss some jack white music......

·       <Breanna Gibitz> I truly want my house to resemble the style of TMR in Nash

·       <Lucas Marinho> sure*

·       <Isfeld> @Jack White Gotten into any new bands lately?

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> Stop don't even tease like that!

·       <EngineDriver> Have you seen the new Star Wars?

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White are you going to play on OJs new release?

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White Fuck YES

·       <Sarah Sparks> @Jack White a soul like you can't sit still for long!

·       <Jack White> @jo7981 god i hope so, i loved newfoundland

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack I saw Karen perform with Rufus Wainwright at the Roman for Christmas, did a great job

·       <DonTazeMeBro> i will take this as a yes

·       <Patricio Pinto Castro> @Jack White new raconteurs record soon?

·       <Mandy Thomas> I'm with KYLOSIS....touring?? come to Texas!!

·       <MaWaiDu> Ryman*

·       <Able_And_Want> 2017 is a good year for touring

·       <KRIST3N> My New Years resolution was to go to a Jack white show...help me out!

·       <KYLOSIS> @Jack White Canada misses you!

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <gabbyalucas> How do you think this year's gonna go in comparison to last, jack?

·       <jen&juice> I visited Galco's! What's your favorite soda or pop? Which is it?

·       <Michael Stevens> @Jack White will we ever get the full Worlds Fastest Record show?

·       <Kate Cox> do you have a cat?

·       <Jonathan> you should invite Ryan Adams to do something at your headquarters. He tweeted the other day that he's a big fan of you and what you're doing after teasing his fans with record booth recordings from the machine at electric ladyland

·       <Breanna Gibitz> If you do tour this year, please don't skip Cleveland, Ohio :) We miss you

·       <Mat Kancler> @Jack White Looking for interns? I'm your guy!

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White "I guess some mistakes you never stop paying for."

·       <ThirdSon> @Jack White Time for a TMR NYC, right?

·       <matthewvh> @Jack White Any idea on when Pokey's Blue Room show will be released?

·       <KRIST3N> Rochester, Buffalo...even Syracuse!

·       <RobScarr> @Jack White will there be a vault package dedicated to Icky Thump in its 10th year (this year)?

·       <Trale Merz> Top 3 MLB ballparks

·       <Roxxan> @ThirdSon Oooh. Yes. TMR NYC please!

·       <Shane Rennie> Yes!! We need a Ryan Adams live at third man!

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White Please come to Dallas if you tour again! Deep Ellum :)

·       <Nick(Boat)> @Jack White, what have you been listening to in the car lately? RTJ3?

·       <David Jamieson> going to spain for my honeymoon -- any favorite spots you can pass on?

·       <Jessica McConaughy> @ThirdSon LA first!

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Aidan Abbott> Jack, will you come to my high school graduation?

·       <Karen Proffitt> How about Cincy?

·       <Jack White> @RRRecords "you had an amazing gift, but it's not enough....i think you're a loser"

·       <RACHELSWENS> Yeah play in buffalo

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White favorite tracks in paramount 1 and 2??? i just picked both of the up

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White tell Ben we need another contest soon, pick a number trivia anything

·       <Billy Daneau> any tour youre thinking about?

·       <Maxman142001> @jack white any pop up stores for TMR in 2017?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White you should come hang out in Athens, Ga! SO much music history

·       <Jack White> @Aidan Abbott no

·       <Travis Krause> @jack white What was the last thing you listened to?

·       <Travis Krause> @jack white What was the last thing you listened to?

·       <Rick Kanas> Will TMR ever put out the Complete Tommy Johnson Recordings?

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> Was so close to getting into Jimmy Fallon, walked around the city all day :) but I missed it by one person. Performance was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen

·       <caitinlv> "we have two lives, the one we learn with and the one we live after that."

·       <LordKhan> I coulda been better. I coulda broke every record in the book.

·       <RACHELSWENS> It's cold and dark you'll like it

·       <Christopher Merritt> @Jack White - how's about some more Sun Records reissues...?

·       <tanzaib> What's next to be released on tmr

·       <thirdgirlll> @Jack White do you own any pets

·       <Jettkoral> @Jack White can I have a job

·       <Aidan Abbott> Please

·       <KRIST3N> @Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino watching jimmy now

·       <Jack White> @Christopher Merritt yes!

·       <thirdgirl> @jo7981 i'm from newfoundland too! ten years since the one note show :)

·       <gabbyalucas> What did ya get for xmas, jack?

·       <MaggieMay> Love vault #30. Thank you!

·       <Brandon Attal> Tubbalicious says hello Jack & he would like his butt scratched

·       <Michelle Erb> Hows the record plant coming along?

·       <Vinnie Vrhovnik> Jack can you send the RRS to CLE to break up my boring shitty winter a bit?

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Travis Krause weve been missing you

·       <MaggieMay>

·       <EngineDriver> Thoughts on what's happened to Conan's show?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <Lucas Marinho> What is you favorite MUTANTES song, Jack?

·       <Christopher Merritt> @Jack White - more Prisonaires please!

·       <Angela Bell> Jack, what are you listening to today?

·       <Mommaboat> @Jack White. Come to Indy with Margo Price for my birthday! 💙

·       <Apple_Blossom> hahaha

·       <LazyDynamite> What does Third Man have in store for the new year

·       <Janet Hall> @Jack White HI Jack!

·       <Jack White> @gabbyalucas not much, a skeleton of a sea lion from 1918

·       <rscott11> @Jack White Are the Dough Rollers still making music?

·       <Billy Daneau> vault number 33 will be awesome

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack have you seen the movie La La Land?

·       <Mallory McClain> @Jack White have you heard about Jessi Zazu of Those Darlins? She's a badass musician who's been diagnosed with cancer. It'd be cool if TMR would put out a record or something as a benefit.

·       <Sierra> @jack white I'm listening to your acoustic in Idaho right now. It's my favorite!

·       <MFSSkinny> @Jack White "my life didn't turn out the way i expected"

·       <Shane Rennie> How many guitars do you currently own?

·       <Breanna Gibitz> @Vinnie Vrhovnik YES PLEASE

·       <Breanna Gibitz> @Vinnie Vrhovnik YES PLEASE

·       <ThirdSon> @Jack White what color is Lillie Mae picking for her limited edition LP?

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> Jack, what things from third man can we expect this year? Or maybe just expect the unexpected?

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White "I could have been better. I could have broken ever record in the book."

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White we've been missing you too

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Stoffel> how about another green series

·       <Breanna Gibitz> we need it in Clevland

·       <Jack White> @Shane Rennie 33

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> lol damn

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White what is the best new album you heard this year

·       <Patricio Pinto Castro> @Jack White what have been you doing?

·       <LazyDynamite> I heard your an antique clock collector?

·       <LordKhan> I just quoted that!

·       <LazyDynamite>

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White I'm finally seeing Margo Price in March in Dallas-- can't wait!!

·       <KRIST3N> Jack can I apprentice at your upholstery company. Please?

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White did you ever meet/work with Johnny Cash before he died?

·       <Jack White> @Stoffel they dont sell well, but i dont care

·       <Jessica McConaughy> @Jack White much love! (Gotta hit the road and catch a flight) 💜 Thanks for being awesome

·       <jen&juice> Have you heard of Reignwolf? Would make a killer blue room show- lucky to have great bands to see here in Seattle

·       <Jack White> @Abbie Stein never met him, wish i had

·       <gabbyalucas> Saw Karen's Instagram post of the kids' first day of school, warmer my heart. You have a beautiful family, you should be proud :)

·       <Nick(Boat)> @Jack White, United on Chestnut ever going to press records again?

·       <MFSSkinny> @Jack White "I coulda been better. I coulda broke every record in the book"

·       <tanzaib> Has cass pressing plant started yet

·       <tgonger> For 2017 - produce or perform?

·       <Maxman142001> @jack white got any old Detroit material to release on TMR this year?

·       <Cameo Kraft> Any random thoughts for today??

·       <Ira Washburn> Jack, what sound do You prefer- Rhodes or wurlitzer?

·       <Sierra> @jack white what is your favorite song to play live?

·       <Stoffel> @Jack White

·       <rscott11> @Jack White Are the Dough Rollers still making music together?

·       <Jack White> almost bought cash's house, but didn't want to live in a museum

·       <MaggieMay> Jack, the lazaretto Masonic show was life changing. Thank you

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <Breanna Gibitz> I've been reading a book about Cash. It's been great, such an interesting dude.

·       <LordKhan> @Jack White What's for dinner today?

·       <RobScarr> @Jack White you going to get the new Tesla model 3?

·       <Patricio Pinto Castro> @Jack White new raconteurs record soon?

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White its also haunted

·       <Stoffel> @Jack White i love them, would love to see another one some day

·       <Jessica Russell> @Jack White any big surprises in store for us in the coming months?

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White the one in Hendersonville?

·       <Tracy Christian> Barry Gibb took that off of your hands.

·       <LazyDynamite> Can you play a banjo clock

·       <KYLOSIS> @Jack White The JC museum is my second favourite spot in Nashville.

·       <Jack White> @Maxman142001 so much you dont even know! lot of production from me in detoit, but i wonder if people would like a vault release of some of it or not

·       <Christina Kinzler> @Jack White Any chance of a diecast RRS??

·       <Jack White> @Abbie Stein mmm mmm

·       <Sierra> Of course!

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White Do you like Hamilton the musical? Ever thought of doing a collab w/ Lin-Manuel Miranda?

·       <EngineDriver> Jack, check out the album Piper in the Holler by Tim Cummings. He does Appalachian songs with smallpipes accompanied by banjo, guitar, etc

·       <Celina Johnson> @Jack White Do you have a house in Tulsa?

·       <Natalia Fallon> Any chance of a guest appearance at Loretta's Ryman shows?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <Breanna Gibitz> We'd pretty much like a vault release of anything. Well, me at least.

·       <jo7981> you know we would

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White stooges vault possible???

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White that would have been pretty cool

·       <Jack White> @Morgan McPheeters i prefer the millard fillmore musical

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack Hardest worker you've ever worked with?

·       <Ashley Lorenz> Did you do anything with John Doe when he was in Detroit?

·       <Ashlyn Scoggins> How was your New Years?

·       <gabbyalucas> What's TMR's stance on internships? I'm heading over to Nashville for college to study the music industry and interning over there would be a dream!

·       <RACHELSWENS> Can you upholster something for me

·       <Sarianna> That's an amazing Vault idea

·       <Vinnie Vrhovnik> Dude you know we'd love the Detroit stuff in a vault

·       <Keith Thraen-Borowski> Favorite record store in midwest (outside of Detroit)?

·       <Hannah Geere> @Jack White thanks so much for releasing Get Behind Me Satan on vinyl, it's always been my favorite

·       <jesssy> @Jack White so i have this old, tattered chair.......

·       <Michelle Erb> Yes we want oldies from Detroit!! At least I do

·       <Jack White> @MaWaiDu you're looking at him

·       <Peppermint7> are you going to make it back to L.A. for the Grammys?

·       <Angela Bell> Upholstered anything fancy lately? Besides famous couches...

·       <DonTazeMeBro> @Jack White I would like the Margo Price austin city limits as a vault

·       <Maxman142001> @Jack white I'd love to see a reissue of Von bondies Nite Train!

·       <Melissa Gonzalez> @JackWhite yes a vault release please ❤

·       <Isfeld> @Jack White Any TMR event in europe this year or the next?

·       <Breanna Gibitz> Do you have a favorite guitar you always go back to?

·       <Jack White> @Maxman142001 me too!

·       <Jack White> @Breanna Kibitz yes

·       <Bill Vouronikos> what r the chances of another raconteurs album?

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> @Jack White has record store day officially been moved to April 22nd this year instead of the 15th?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how's the upholstery business

·       <KYLOSIS> @DonTazeMeBro That was a great perforamnce!

·       <Aidan Abbott> You sound just like my dad

·       <EngineDriver> Can we get a blue series of trad. Scottish and Irish tunes? You could record my seision group here in Denver!

·       <Apple_Blossom> oh well...

·       <DonTazeMeBro> I know Christie V from the Von Bondies

·       <LazyDynamite> What kind of antiques do you collect

·       <DonTazeMeBro> I used to work with her

·       <Nathan Wiseman> Jack! Thank you for the newest vault release! I absolutely love it!

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White can I pitch batting practice to you someday? It would be an honor to strike you out.

·       <jen&juice> Yes Detroit Vault!

·       <DonTazeMeBro> at the Mud Pie

·       <Robert Cowley> Any of the Glastonbury shows gonna be in the vault soon

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> Always? What color is she?

·       <Melissa Gonzalez> @JackWhite any new year resolutions?

·       <Jack White> @DonTazeMeBro that must be after i worked with them

·       <Mallory McClain> @Jack White Do you like Gibson electrics? I know you're a fan of the vintage acoustics

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack what are you working hard on now?

·       <Patricio Pinto Castro> @Jack White something special about the 20 years of the white stripes?

·       <Rodrigo Cortes> Who would you like to collaborate this year with?

·       <Sarah Sparks> @Jack White RTJ sold out at Marathon! You gonna be there?

·       <gabbyalucas> Trying to teach myself bass. Any tips on self-teaching?

·       <Ira Washburn> @Jack White u like David lindley?

·       <Jack White> @RRRecords you can't strike me out

·       <DonTazeMeBro> In Minneapolis

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Jack White saw you and your elephant on American Pickers reruns. Picked up any cool treasures recently?

·       <Eileen Corsano> hi Jack Happy New Year

·       <Jack White> @gabbyalucas one string at a time

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White heard from Loretta lately? Her Christmas album was great

·       <Breanna Gibitz> Have you ever visited the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cle?

·       <trickster> @Jack White is Vault #31 ready to be announced?

·       <Sierra> @jack white what is your favorite thing to drink/eat?

·       <KRIST3N> Jack please come to Rochester ny. It's where Son House came to hide

·       <tanzaib> @Jack White how about the upholsterers unreleased tracks

·       <Jack White> @Breanna Kibitz nope

·       <KYLOSIS> @Jack White American Epic, what up?

·       <jacqu_marie> did Trump ask you to perform at the inauguration?

·       <Karen Proffitt> How about Breakstone concert for a vault?

·       <jesssy> @Jack White have you aquired any new instruments?

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White I hear you can't hit a curve ball...

·       <LazyDynamite> did you have say in what music went into mlb the show?

·       <vickendom> If you wanted to test a turntable, what would be the 1st vinyl you'd play?

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> How's warstic doing, jack?

·       <Jack White> @Breanna Kibitz and i've never been invited to see it

·       <Michael Stevens> @Jack White you should come back down to Austin during SXSW, I know this great record label that throws great parties away from all the chaos. ;)

·       <Rick Kanas> "the magic eye sees all"

·       <Nick(Boat)> @Jack White, did u get a chance to see the Dirtbombs/Soledad show in detroit over NYE?

·       <Vinnie Vrhovnik> Jack in inviting you to the Rock Hall

·       <Jack White> @vickendom the beatles revolver, check the left and right signals

·       <caitinlv> this chat is sticky tiday

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how much would one of your couches cost

·       <Alwaysin3s> @Jack White Jack I hope this New Year blesses you and keeps you well. That you find inspiration in the little things. Peace and love to you dear man

·       <Apple_Blossom> @KYLOSIS great question... its likely gonna be on the tele in parts or serials

·       <Rodrigo Cortes> Yes! SXSW!

·       <DETROITSAINT> @JackWhite I could hear records pressing during the blood drive! Is it close?

·       <MaggieMay> JW III your bens did a great show on NYE

·       <Breanna Gibitz> ever have a desire to visit the Rock Hall just on a whim? Sad you haven't been invited ha

·       <EngineDriver> Can we get a blue series of trad. Scottish and Irish tunes? You could record my seision group here in Denver!

·       <vickendom> Thanks man!

·       <Mandy Thomas> I love Revolver!!! come back to Dallas Jack!

·       <Isfeld> @Jack White Any TMR related events in Europe some day soon?

·       <Maxman142001> @Jack White will "Thats where it's at" ever get released?

·       <Morgan McPheeters> @Mandy Thomas Amen!

·       <Ira Washburn> When is your Detroit pressing plant going to be up and running?

·       <Jack White> @Rick Kanas "i bet you i can tell right now, within a dollar either way, how much money you have on you.........you got ten bucks."

·       <RACHELSWENS> Jack have you ever met Paul McCartney? He's my hero.

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack I relate to your song about entitlement, maybe the most true lyrics you've written, entitlement is everywhere!!!

·       <DonTazeMeBro> Margo coming back in April to First Avenue have you played there

·       <LazyDynamite> When will Tom Waits do a blue series?

·       <Eve Jarman> Revolver's my favourite beatles album. Not a bad shout ;)

·       <EngineDriver> Did you see that Beatles Eight Days a Week doc?

·       <Nick(Boat)> @Jack White, any plans for a third store?

·       <Patricio Pinto Castro> @Jack White come back to latin america soon please

·       <Rick Kanas> "...and the silver?"

·       <gabbyalucas> Bought my first vinyl copy of Lazaretto and I must say I was quite surprised when I discovered the hidden tracks. You weirdo :) can't wait for the new record to be even weirder

·       <Jack White> @RACHELSWENS i saw him nearby once

·       <STL_Ben> @Jack White you have released both mono and stereo recordings......when will we see a quadraphonic release from TMR?

·       <DonTazeMeBro> the natrual

·       <Ashlyn Scoggins> Jack, do you type with both hands or just one?

·       <Abbie Stein> @Jack White what happened to the wax-o-rama in Nashville

·       <Mandy Thomas> Going to see Margo at The Kessler!

·       <MaggieMay> @jackwhite. I think a bone marrow registry during the blood drive would be awesome!

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> Spent New Year's Eve in the Ryman this year... ever think about doing an acoustic show there yourself, jack?

·       <Troo> Hi Jack !

·       <RACHELSWENS> I dont think that counts.

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how much would one of your couches cost

·       <jen&juice> I was at The Gorge when you played the whispering sea and it was incredible! @jack what are some of your favorite venues?

·       <Cameo Kraft> Have any plans to open a new store anytime soon??

·       <Melissa Gonzalez> @JackWhite are you currently reading anything interesting? Or have a recommendations?

·       <Jack White> @gabbyalucas those tracks took a long time to write and record

·       <chudd13> @Jack White "you can't spell it but it eats pretty good"

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> what make JW smile?

·       <Nathan Wiseman> @JackWhite will the Dead Weather tour again?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how much would one of your couches cost

·       <gabbyalucas> I'm sure! But they were quite the surprise

·       <DJRobbyRob> @Jack White Anything in the works with Dolly Parton?

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White did you like your colored pencils?

·       <vickendom> I did "The Sound of Music" & Maria Callas' "Carmen" for 2 different TMR turntables.

·       <MaggieMay> Jack white, give your blood.

·       <ashleyredefine> Hello Jack-O!

·       <Maxman142001> @Jack White have you recorded any solo material since the break?

·       <RobScarr> @Jack White isn't one of them about smoking weed? haha

·       <MaggieMay> Like the poster

·       <Jack White> @Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino a woman asking if i'd like to go for a ride

·       <MaWaiDu> @Jack we really appreciate your time, it's awful kind of you

·       <Brandon Attal> My niece loves Weird Al, any chance you will release something from him?

·       <Hunter Arias> That white house Hey Jude performance was great! cool to see you could be there

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> When can I pick you up?

·       <Jeff Harrow> @Jack White how much would one of your couches cost

·       <Jack White> @Hunter Arias i think paul was there

·       <Alwaysin3s> @Jack White nice

·       <Kelly McCleary> @Jack White Wanna go for a ride?

·       <Breanna Gibitz> What do you do when you start falling for someone but you know it just won't work?

·       <Apple_Blossom> did you here about the pipelines in cleveland and detroit???@Jack White

·       <LazyDynamite> I love the new Tribe Called Quest... Ego is awesome!!!

·       <KRIST3N> Jack would you like to go for a ride?

·       <Apple_Blossom> very sad

·       <Able_And_Want> Do you ever just pop in unannounced to talent shows at kids' schools or malls or places like that. I get worried about the future of our world, and then I see kids genuinely loving the music they're playing and dancing too and it makes me feel a little better. There's a lot of talent out there to be nurtured!

·       <Jack White> have to go y'all, getting this pressing plant up and running is not easy....

·       <Mallory McClain> @Jack White any news on the Luck Reunion sessions w/Margo et. al.?

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> I can chauffer you :)

·       <Jack White> have a good day

·       <Rodrigo Cortes> Ever been to Marfa, TX?

·       <Cameron Fucile> good luck!

·       <Rodrigo Cortes>

·       <Rodrigo Cortes>

·       <RACHELSWENS> Bye boy

·       <Breanna Gibitz> have fun with that! Thanks jack

·       <ashleyredefine> Bye bye

·       <Ashlyn Scoggins> Keep working hard boo :)

·       <KYLOSIS> Thanks for hanging out with us!

·       <MaggieMay> You too!!!

·       <Kelly McCleary> nice! bye!

·       <thirdgirlll> @Jack White❤❤❤

·       <Brandon Attal> Word

·       <Jack White> make sure to do something positive for someone else

·       <Daryl-Anne Fletcher> Bye Jack

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino>

·       <Marjorie Hernandez> Later jack!!

·       <Rick Kanas> take care Jack!!

·       <tanzaib> @Jack White any news on the release of Voscovo stuff

·       <gabbyalucas> Have a good day man, thanks for this!

·       <Melissa Gonzalez> Have a nice day JW!! ❤❤❤

·       <DJRobbyRob> @Jack White Thank you!

·       <meohmy> @Jack White Thanks, Jack! Love you!

·       <bloomooks> You too, Jack. Thanks for dropping in

·       <DonTazeMeBro> will do

·       <jen&juice> You have a better one!

·       <STL_Ben> and time to funnel back down to 4 people

·       <Jack White> without them knowing about it....

·       <Breanna Gibitz> thank you

·       <Hunter Arias> Thanks! Have a great day!

·       <Sierra> @jack white bye jack💙☺

·       <Apple_Blossom> @Jack White thanks

·       <Janet Hall> Will do

·       <Sarah Sparks> love you! Best of luck in 2017

·       <thirdgirl> thanks jack, happy new year to you

·       <staci freeworth> thansk for saying Hi jack. Miss your music!!

·       <Mommaboat> @Jack White 💙💙💙

·       <KRIST3N> My bf will appreciate that advice

·       <Melissa Gonzalez> Always ❤

·       <Dina Grace Zoe Sciortino> love you

·       <RRRecords> @Jack White peace and love, peace and love

·       <LordKhan> Thanks Jack!

·       <Sarianna> Thank you for saying hello!

·       <ashleyredefine> For sure!

·       <Rodrigo Cortes> Happy New Years Jack!

·       <STL_Ben> DOH I missed jack! What did he say? Who has a transcript?

·       <Sierra> You're the best ❤️

·       <DJRobbyRob> I missed like the first 13 minutes

·       <Nova_Jane> I just found out that my friend is Billy Wayne Davis' cousin. Small world!!! :)

·       <Mandy Thomas> @Hunter Arias---Mother Nature's Son was amazing!

·       <caitinlv> have a good one Jack & taje care

·       <MaWaiDu> bye

·       <Mandy Thomas> @Hunter Arias---Mother Nature's Son was amazing!

·       <Mandy Thomas> @Hunter Arias---Mother Nature's Son was amazing!

·       <Michael Stevens> have fun!

·       <Mommaboat> @Jack White 💙💙💙

·       <Mandy Thomas> Bye Jack