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[rofilm1]

Just another little music video. A bit of generative ambient scifi:

[danfleites]

The Mystery Of Life

Dive into the enchanting world of minimalistic instrumental electronic music!. Experience pulsating rhythms and light ethereal melodies that weave a mesmerizing tapestry. This auditory journey will transport you to a realm of hypnotic trance and deep introspection. 🎶✨

Listen now: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_liZksleL2SNt-6fK7mlkU9VgjpH5PjKsA&feature=shared

[sound-symmetry]

Unveiling the Mesmerizing World of "Trippy Strange Darkness" - A Must-Watch Visual Delight!

Hey there, fellow enthusiasts of mind-bending visuals and entrancing music! I'm thrilled to introduce you to a mesmerizing YouTube video titled "Trippy Strange Darkness" that's taking the internet by storm. As an expert in this niche, I'm convinced that sharing this video is not only valuable but an absolute treat for your senses. Creator Bio: The mastermind behind this captivating masterpiece is {Timmy Lee & Kristen Motos}, They are visionary artist known for pushing the boundaries of creativity. Their YouTube channel, just starting but promises artistic wonders, showcases a fusion of music, images, graphics, and videos that transport viewers to otherworldly realms. You can explore more of {Name}'s enchanting creations on their YouTube channel and personal website. Key Takeaways: Sensory Overload: "Trippy Strange Darkness" is a sensory feast that seamlessly blends music and visuals to create an immersive experience like no other. Artistic Innovation: Witness the boundless creativity of the team. As they challenge conventional artistic norms. Copyrighted Elegance: The video is a testament to {Timmy & Kristen}'s dedication to their craft, as it's copyrighted to preserve its uniqueness. step-by-Step Process: Start by visiting {Sound Symmetry Studios}'s YouTube channel. Locate the "Trippy Strange Darkness" video and prepare for a visual journey. Put on your favorite headphones to fully immerse yourself in the audio-visual extravaganza. Sit back, relax, and let the magic of {Name}'s creation transport you to a world of enchantment. Resources Mentioned: YouTube Channel: {Sound Symmetry Studios}'s YouTube channel is the hub of their artistic expression, housing a plethora of captivating content. Personal Website: Explore {Name}'s portfolio, discover their creative process, and connect with the artist through their official website. Expert Advice: As someone deeply entrenched in this niche, my advice is simple: surrender to the experience. "Trippy Strange Darkness" isn't just a video; it's a gateway to artistic brilliance. Immerse yourself fully, let your senses roam free, and allow {Name}'s creation to take you on a unique journey of visuals and sound.

[pedro10123]

Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!

Welcome to our channel! 🎶 Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing world of "Passive" by Proof Of Burden. 🎵 Let your soul be stirred as we unveil the heartfelt lyrics and soul-stirring melody that will captivate your senses. 🌌 Join us for a musical journey like no other, where emotions and music blend harmoniously. Don't forget to hit that like button and subscribe for more enchanting musical experiences! 🎸🎤 Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!

[carlosroborto]

Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!

Welcome to our channel! 🎶 Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing world of "Passive" by Proof Of Burden. 🎵 Let your soul be stirred as we unveil the heartfelt lyrics and soul-stirring melody that will captivate your senses. 🌌 Join us for a musical journey like no other, where emotions and music blend harmoniously. Don't forget to hit that like button and subscribe for more enchanting musical experiences! 🎸🎤 Passive by Proof Of Burden [Lyrics Included] - Unveiling the Soul-Stirring Melody!

[shefancdotcom]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Delirium CD By Cirque Du Soleil Live Music Concert No Scratches Music.

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@enchanting-muses | continued from x

Iago let out a bitter bark of a laugh. He leaned against the cold stone of his prison cell, legs folded under himself. Although he had only been captive for a few days now, he looked like he hadn’t slept in almost a month.

“I suppose it was too much to ask for one person to remember...”

“I’ve known you since you were very young, Lady Azura.” He considered his words carefully. He knew better than anyone the consequences of loose lips... “In fact... I was there the day you were born.”

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

A Visiting Future, pt. 1

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: A commissioned series for @girl-next-door-writes . There will be FOUR PARTS, all written. 

Summary: Someone from the future comes to visit Steve and you, and they have a message.

Part 1    Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

There were two things going through Steve Rogers mind as he fought off a pair of Hydra agents; the first was that if it was ever going to be possible to finally rid the world of their presences, and second, was fighting all he was good for? It had been nearly six months since Wanda and Sam had joined the team, and he had still been searching for his old friend, Bucky; and while he would never give up on any leads to find him, Steve was growing tired. The fighting was never ending and often he ached, when alone, for downtime or even a chance to amuse himself with thoughts of something more – like the boy from Brooklyn used to do. Was there more to life than being an Avenger, and would the work ever come to an end? Of course, he was grateful for the team and cared about them like family, because they were, in fact, the only family he had left. Yet, a man was only human; he was only human and longed for things many did.

“Cap, I got eyes on the prize,” Sam echoed through the comm. Steve looked to the sky and saw the wings of the Falcon, and ordered him to take down those he could, while the rest of the group ran to help him. He immediately brought down the two agents swiftly with his shield and raced alongside Wanda, who was using her own abilities to take down whoever came toward the duo. Steve smiled at her and thought how far the young woman had come, and he felt a sense of pride when she nodded to him before taking off ahead of him. He did that sometimes, let the others take the lead – he realized it was important to do so, and that, maybe, he was setting them up for the future. A future that didn’t include him, at least not when it came to the Avengers – and maybe that’s why he recruited Sam and Wanda, and the newest member: you, a woman who held a strong sense of leadership that won him over the day Maria Hill asked the Avengers for help locating you.

You were a former SHIELD agent, who was captured while out in the field -another Hydra experiment gone wrong or right, it all depended on how one looked at the situation. Long story short, they injected you with some serum that gave you the ability to burn things with your hand; your hands would glow this yellow fluorescent color and warm whatever you touched. It had taken some time and training to get things under control, and eventually you learned how to turn it off and on. Bad guys? They got the grunt of your heat, would be burned on the spot, heat seeped through what part of them you touched – it was enough to weaken them if you were feeling generous. Good guys? Well, you developed a fun party trick with popcorn that Clint most of all enjoyed.

Steve caught up to Wanda, who fought alongside you, as Sam took to the sky again.

“Steve, my heat radar showed six different bodies,” you said to him, looking down at the holo-watch on your wrist. He noted your confusion and asked what was wrong. “They just disappeared.”

Wanda shook off the last of the agents and turned to you. “How could that be?”

Looking to the Cap, you examined his face and noticed his lips pursed in thought, but only for a moment. He looked to you and nodded. “You two check the perimeter, I’m going in. And Sam? Keep an eye on all exits from above.”

“Be careful, Cap,” you advised, motioning for Wanda to follow you. Steve watched as the two of you disappeared around the building, and took a deep, preparing breath before racing toward the building. He kicked opened the door of the Hydra hide out and took slow deliberate steps as he approached a long hallway – it was dark, but he kept going and looked down at his own holo-watch. There were no warm bodies or any sign of life, as he scanned the building from where he stood until something popped up on the radar.

“I have eyes on someone,” he said.

“Wanda and I are heading in from the back,” you said.

He didn’t reply because the figure seemed to move toward where he stood; holding up his shield, Steve took a fighting stance and waited for the person to come through the end of the hallway door. The anticipation was killing him as he heard footsteps approaching and then the door sliding open – Steve was ready to fight expecting to see a Hydra agent, but that was not who came through the door.

It was a young man, a kid no older than twenty it seemed. His eyes were wild until they landed on Steve and it seemed his entire demeanor relaxed, and what confused Steve the most was the smile – the smile on the young man’s face.

He looked relieved and it seemed odd to Steve as the young man approached him cautiously, yet the smile remained.

“I’m glad my timing is right,” he explained, eyeing the stance Steve had taken. “You can relax, I’m not trying to fight – believe me, I know how you fight, and Aunt Nat had plenty of stories to tell.”

He stared at the man in disbelief. “Aunt Nat? You know Romanoff?”

“She was my number one babysitter whenever Mom and you needed a night off.”

Steve’s body seized as his shield moved down to his side, he looked at the kid and wasn’t sure what to say or believe. Millions of thoughts ran through his head, unable to wrap his brain around the fact that this young man is suggesting something he couldn’t even apprehend. His chest heaved and before he could ask for confirmation, the kid took three steps closer to him.

“I’m going to take a picture out of my pocket, don’t kick my ass,” he joked but Steve didn’t break a smile; he just waited to see whatever evidence he had to show. “Man, you have definitely lightened up over the years.”

“You’re catching me on a trying day,” Steve said, swinging his shield to his back where it locked onto its strap. He watched as the kid pulled out the photo and held it out.

“I know whatever I say you won’t believe until you see this photo,” he said. “I need your help, so please look at it.”

His words seemed genuine, so Steve took the folded photo but before he could open it, you came rushing into the room. He looked up from the folded photo and saw you standing behind the kid, fists glowing.

“Steve! You didn’t respond to my call on the comm, shit, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m sorry, but we have a situation,” he said to you, eyes on the young man, who looked as though he had seen a ghost. His eyes were watery, and Steve could see his body shaking as he slowly turned to face you.

You stared at the young man in front of you, the color of your fist dimming down to your regular skin tone as the kid attacked you with a hug. Eyes wide, you looked to Steve, who just stood there with a piece of paper in his hand – calling out his name, your hands fell to your side as the young man held you tight, mumbling something you couldn’t understand.

Disregarding your calls, Steve glanced down at the photo and slowly unfolded it. The picture was wrinkled in the middle, but it was clear as the morning sun – the first face he recognized was his own, standing in front of a sign that read Yosemite Park. He was holding a boy, maybe five, on his shoulder and with his other arm, he held a woman close to his side.

“Steve,” you called his name again, but his eyes couldn’t take them off the woman’s face until Wanda and Sam came running into the room, the latter demanding to know what the hell was happening. Steve ignored his friend, eyes searching the room for yours – a lump in his throat, unable to speak as he looked into the eyes that matched those in the photo.

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[geekcommander]

The recipe to enchant the world: Take two lovely, beautiful ladies, one cello - or even a campanula - and a wonderful song - et voila...❤️🎶😍 Thanks for the enchantment last night, @reemamusic and Stefanie John! And thanks to @charlieltgrant for the great vibes! 😎#musiciansofinstagram #berlinstagram #berlin #instaneukölln #prachtwerkberlin @prachtwerkberlin #reemamusic #stefaniejohn #campanulacello #enchantingmusic #singersongwriter #cellomusic #livemusic (hier: Prachtwerk Berlin)

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[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

A Visiting Future, pt. 3

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: A commissioned series for @girl-next-door-writes . There will be FOUR PARTS, all written.

Summary: Someone from the future comes to visit Steve and you, and they have a message.

Part 1    Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

“You got married at Stark’s cabin upstate, just close friends and family; I came a few years later.”

Steve tried to smile but everything Joel was saying sounded so absurd. The two had a proper introduction when everyone got to the Tower, once you left to find Bruce. After the DNA testing, Steve had taken Joel to the kitchen, where they made sandwiches and talked.

“How did you get here?”

Joel took a bite of his sandwich and shrugged. “Lang pretty much perfected time travel.”

“Scott?”

“No,” Joel laughed. “Cassie, she’s part of the team now. Took some convincing, but she finally joined us.”

Steve asked what team he was referring to and Joel grinned. “The Avengers.”

Before he could ask another question, you walked into the kitchen; you looked a little apprehensive, so he got up and walked over to you. Steve touched your shoulder and asked if everything was okay.

“He’s our son,” you said abruptly, pushing past him. Joel was staring at you from his seat at the table and stood up when you reached him – he had Steve’s blue eyes, but it was your expressions he wore. You saw it now, that he looked a lot like you and suddenly, it wasn’t so bad. He stood taller than you and when you reached up to touch the side of his face, tears fell from his eyes.

“Thank god you look more like me than your dad, he sure got hit by the ugly stick.”

Steve laughed in the background and Joel embraced you, like he did before but this time you held him back. You stood there together for what seemed like a lifetime, feeling the bond of mother and son, even if the two of you were virtually strangers. Steve watched as Joel held you, resting his chin on your shoulder and noticed the odd look on his face – it was an expression he had seen in the mirror before, when he thought he lost Bucky during the war, it was an expression of heartache.

…

Steve’s room was quiet as he laid on the bed, hands under his head. It was after midnight and Joel had taken up one of the extra rooms down the hall. The three of you had spent the entire night getting to know each other and even oddly, sharing a round of beers – not before Steve asked Joel his age.

“You know you gave me my first drink of beer at 12.”

“Steve Rogers,” you yelled, laughing at the notion that Steve would do such a thing. “And here I thought you were a hard ass for rules.”

“He lightened up once he became a parent,” Joel explained – the three of you shared a laugh and that’s how the night went. Laughs and little anecdotes, and everyone avoiding the real question – why had Joel come to visit? He was hiding something, and Steve could sense it, but even he was afraid to ask; some things might be better left unsaid. Then there was the fact that he and you were married in the future, had a family and life together – he had never once thought to blink twice in your direction, not that he didn’t find you attractive but you were his friend. He had confided in you in many ways and it never crossed his mind to cross that line.

It was a lot to think about.

Steve laid still, hoping to fall asleep, but a quiet knock on his door had him sitting up. He called out to whoever was there, when the door opened, you walked in. You closed the door behind you, and he got up from the bed, asking if something was wrong.

“Is Joel okay?”

“He’s fine, he’s asleep, I needed to see you.”

He crossed his arms against his chest, very aware that he was just in boxers and a sleeveless undershirt. You didn’t seem to notice or at least pretended you hadn’t.  “What’s going on?”

Steve approached you, keeping a little distance as you studied his face, noticing for the first time that you could easily fall for him – you knew Steve, more than some. Knew what pissed him off and what could make him smile, knew how strong of a leader he was but also could read his face like the back of your hand. There was also the fact that he was attractive, but that never mattered to you – it was always about the heart and Steve had the biggest one.

“Kiss me.”

“What?’

Steve’s look of confusion made you smile, shrugging lightly, you touched the side of his face. “We have a son, Steve, a son! That means somewhere down the line we get together; I just can't stop thinking about it.”

‘I can’t either,” he admitted. The two of you awkwardly drew closer to each other, holding back chuckles as you wrapped both arms around his neck, feeling his hands on your waist. His touch was warm, and it felt strange at first because your friend was touching you in such an intimate way and when you kissed him, both of you laughed.

“I feel like I’m back in grade school.”

“Same,” Steve grinned and removed his hands from your body. “We should get some sleep, want me to walk you back to your room?’

“No, I don’t want to be alone, can I stay with you?”

He realized then that you seemed to be suffering from all the over thinking too, so he said yes. You got into his bed, the left side and relaxed under the blanket. Steve stood there for a moment, watching as you yawned and snuggled against his pillow. Smiling to himself, he got back into bed, the right side, and faced you. His eyes glanced over you face, the softness in your cheeks as your eyes closed to rest, and he realized he could get used to it – having you next to him in bed.

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[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

What We Did, pt. 24

Summary:  After finding out you were pregnant, Bucky agrees to help you leave the hero life. The two of you go to Seattle, and hamper down for six months until you start dreaming of a certain someone. Convinced the dreams are a sign, you and Bucky go back to New York. Will everyone be happy to see the pair of you? What questions will they have? And will the lie Bucky and you made up finally resurface?  

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my main bitch @childishhoebinoo again. THIS IS A BIT SHORT, SORRY!

Warnings: //cheating//pregnancy//ADULT STUFF//

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Rose-colored

“Well, baby is looking great – you have only a few weeks left,” the doctor looked away from the ultrasound monitor and smiled at you before turning attention to Bucky. “Now, Dad, make sure to keep mom and baby happy.”

He laughed and nodded. “Will do.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” she smiled and handed over the ultrasound photos over to you. “I’ll let the girls in the front know you’re coming in next week. I’ll see you two then.”

Bucky and you thanked her and when she leaves, he helps you up. You get dressed while Bucky admires the ultrasound and the two of you feel it in the air – impending parenthood. It’s not like you are afraid, but you were afraid.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be someone’s fucking mom,” you cried out dramatically. Bucky laughed and told you it will be fine. “Sure, you’re going to be great – but I’m a fucking train wreck.”

“Sweetheart, you are not a fucking train wreck; sailor mouthed? Yes, but you’re going to be a great mom,” Bucky insisted as he grabbed a hold of your wrist; he gently tugged you to him and kissed you on the mouth. The kiss was soft and warm, and you wondered briefly, if having sex on an examination table would be completely uncomfortable. The thought passes when your stomach growled and Bucky grinned.

“Come on, I’ll buy us lunch.”

…

The restaurant is quiet as the two of you eat a late lunch; Bucky ordered a hamburger while you went for a chicken sandwich. It’s delicious and the baby is happy, which makes you happy. Your stomach almost touches the edge of the table and Bucky lovingly teases when you can’t reach over for a napkin.

“Yes, let’s make fun of the pregnant lady – I’ll remember that when it comes time to change a shitty diaper.”

“You act like I’m not excited to change diapers,” Bucky argued back playfully. You rolled your eyes and sighed at the sound of your cell going off. You don’t want to pick it up, but it’s Tony. Bucky tells you to answer it and when you do, the man is talking a mile a minute.

“Hold on, Tony, what’s going on?”

“Barton, he got the papers.”

“We just finalized them the other day,” you pointed out.

Tony laughed. “What can I say, my lawyers work fast.”

Your heart dropped as you looked over to Bucky. “So, the lawyers sent Clint the custody agreement? He hasn’t called me.”

The expression on Bucky’s face was evident – displeased and a little worried as you listened to Tony explain the situation. You knew Bucky hadn’t been completely on board with the custody agreement Tony and you came up with, but he wanted to support you. He sat in on the phone conferences with the lawyers Pepper had hired and stayed quiet. You knew he thought Clint was a good man, because he was but you wanted to protect the baby, Bucky and admittedly, yourself.

Tony sighed. “No, he’s far too busy blowing up my cell. He’s become very colorful with his words, the messages are, honestly, performance art.”

“Fuck, I have to call him – he needs to know it’s not your fault. I came to you – you were just being a good friend. Thank you, Tony. I’ll take care of it.”

“No worries, kid. You know Pep and I are in your corner.”

The two of you hang up and suddenly the chicken sandwich didn’t look so good; you placed the phone down on the table and looked to Bucky – he was quietly contemplating something because you had to say his name twice before he looked to you.

You smiled at him and asked if he was okay. “I knew the lawyers sending the papers would get Clint going and I know you never were really onboard with all this…”

“No,” Bucky shook his head and reached down for your hand. He squeezed it tight and brought it up to his lips, giving your knuckles a light kiss. “I’m always going to be at your side, everything I really care about, everything that matters to me – it’s right here at this table. I don’t care what anyone thinks, it doesn’t matter how we ended up here, I’m just glad it happened.”

“Me too.”

Bucky grinned, letting your hand go to dig something out of his jacket pocket. You watched as he brought out a small velvet box, your heart raced as he smiled sheepishly. “I got this the day after you talked about getting married, I guess, I was afraid. I wasn’t sure if us getting married would be just for the kid…”

“God, no, Bucky….”

He nodded. “I know that now, but honestly, even if it was, I would have still married you. I’ve always loved you, doll. From the moment we met, I just loved you and when you told me you were pregnant – I just didn’t want you to do it alone. I didn’t want to see you doing this by yourself, not that you couldn’t.”

The two of you laughed and you leaned in to kiss him again, touching the side of his face. “I don’t want this with anyone else, I don’t,”

“Me neither, so let’s do this, yeah?”

Bucky took out the ring, it was a rose-colored gold braided with small diamonds all around it; it was lovely, and it was more than what you could ever imagine. He took your left hand, his mouth curved into a small, hopeful smile.

“What do you say? Marry this old Brooklyn boy, please.”

“Of course,” you cried out, holding back tears as he slipped on the ring. It was a perfect it and, in that moment, everything else didn’t matter. Throwing both arms around his neck, you kissed Bucky hard and long, forgetting all together how-to breath.

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A Visiting Future, pt. 2

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: A commissioned series for @girl-next-door-writes . There will be FOUR PARTS, all written.

Summary: Someone from the future comes to visit Steve and you, and they have a message.

Part 1    Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

It was like an odd joke; something only the person telling the joke understood. You were annoyed because someone was touching you without permission, arms wrapped around your waist, coddled like a child and it was hard to breathe. Annoyed that you had to keep calling to Steve, who seemed to be in a different world as he glanced at whatever was in his hands until Sam and Wanda showed up. He looked at you then, face pale and strangely calm – although, for some reason, it made you feel worried.

Then he said something that made no sense.

“He’s our son,” he said quietly to you, forgetting everyone else in the room. You stared at him, shaking your head as the kid pulled from you. His face was somber, and you moved away from him, watching as Steve made several strides to you.

“That’s not funny,” you said because it wasn’t. It was so unfunny, it pissed you off and more so because all it made you think about was sex with Steve – and that itself was strange because you had never looked at him in that way. He was Steve, he was Cap, he was a close friend and that was it.

“I’m not trying to be funny,” he replied, handing over the photo in hand.

Very aware of the young man next to you, and the eyes of everyone else on you, you took the photo and examined it – and that’s when it felt like the Earth under you caved in. It was like looking into an alternative universe, something out of the Twilight Zone. It was you, clearly, standing next to Steve who had a little boy in his arms – seemingly on a family vacation, but you had never been to Yosemite, not never.

“This is fake.”

“It isn’t,” the kid said. You looked at him and noticed a bit of Steve in his eyes, then saw that his hair was nearly the same as yours but none of that matters because there was no way it could be true – that this twenty something year old was your son because that meant he was from the future.

“I’m from the future.”

“Bullshit.”

It wasn’t the most graceful thing to say to your supposed child, but you weren’t feeling so graceful; in fact, you were feeling played and unamused and downright, utterly confused. Nothing was going to convince you that a son was brought into the world by Steve and you – that the two of you had a relationship and very well, consummated it.

Nothing but hard facts.

Looking down at the photo again, your firmly folded it back up and held it out to Steve – he took it and examined the expression of your face, which was cold and calculated. It was the face you used when dealing with bad guys, he recognized it from the plenty of interrogations the two of you partnered up to do; taking turns each time to play the bad cop and right now, you had your bad cop face on.

“What do you want to do?”

You wanted to pretend like this wasn’t happening, that the possibility could be true, but nothing was going to be decided without the truth and there was only one person you trusted with science.

“We go to Bruce.”

…

You were usually a patience person, never minded long lines at the grocery stores and waited a little extra at restaurants when the place was short staffed but waiting for the DNA results to see if the kid, whose name you still didn’t know, was indeed your son was killing your nerves. The ride back to the facility was quiet and awkward, you sat in the front while Steve drove the SUV. He played music loud enough that no one could have a real conversation and you thanked him with a smile, it was nice knowing you weren’t alone in this.

“Any results?”

Bruce Banner’s dark brown eyes remained on the tablet he was working on. “Soon, I promise.”

Biting down on a nail, you leaned back into the couch and studied Bruce’s face – he was a handsome man, a little salt and pepper in his hair. He was a sweet, intelligent man and you adored him as a teammate but more importantly, as a friend.

“I’m scared, Bruce. Can this be possible?”

He sighed and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “I could talk science with you, explain the dynamics of time travel but after everything that we’ve been through so far – this, this doesn’t seem so crazy.”

“You turn green when you throw a tantrum.”

“I don’t throw tantrums.” He placed the tablet down on the table and took off his glasses, he looked tired, but he smiled. “I just want to know how he got here.”

“Time portal, if what he is saying is true,” you pointed out. In the van you overheard him telling Sam how he had arrived through a portal, knocked out a few Hydra agents out and went to find Steve.

Something caught his eye on the tablet, you watched as he walked over to the large holo- screen. “Results are in, should we call Steve?”

You said that Steve was with the kid in the kitchen. “He told me to come get him after I found out. So, what is the verdict? This kid legit or do we have a photoshop expert in our kitchen?”

Bruce chuckled and turned to the screen, tapping a few times until two photos appeared; one of Steve and one of you. “Respectively, these are samples of your DNA. I ran several tests on the young man, he claims to be Joel Rogers. There is no trace of him in any official records.”

“He wouldn’t be the first person to elude the government, what about the results? Is, is he my son?”

You couldn’t take your eyes off the photo of the young man that appeared on the screen between Steve and yours; it was like he was staring at you, and for a moment, you believed it was all true. He was your son, but then you didn’t have to imagine because Bruce confirmed it with a gentle squeeze on the shoulder.

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What We Did, pt. 23

Summary:  After finding out you were pregnant, Bucky agrees to help you leave the hero life. The two of you go to Seattle, and hamper down for six months until you start dreaming of a certain someone. Convinced the dreams are a sign, you and Bucky go back to New York. Will everyone be happy to see the pair of you? What questions will they have? And will the lie Bucky and you made up finally resurface?  

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to my main bitch @childishhoebinoo again. THIS IS A BIT SHORT, SORRY!

Warnings: //cheating//pregnancy//ADULT STUFF//

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Chapter Twenty-Three : Hard ball

The vegan food was delish, Bucky knew you had been craving it and had picked it up on his way home from work. He was counting on me being happy, but he would have never imagined you would ask him to marry him – he stood dumbfounded when you got up from the couch and took the food from him, walking it to the kitchen. He fumbled after you and watched with a drop jaw as you began to unpack the takeout.

“Did you just ask for my hand in marriage?”

“It’s not 1940 anymore, women can proposal too, babe.”

He laughed. “That’s all fine and dandy, sweetheart but I’m just shocked you’re asking.”

You smiled and shrugged. “Seems like the logical next step.”

Bucky’s smile sets into a frown and you realized his feelings are hurt; you know him well enough. Sighing, you walked over to him and hugged him tight, your belly firm against his. You inhaled his smell; he smelled like paint. He held you, rocking your body until you are laughing; but then your laugh fades.

“Clint called today,” you whispered.

The rocking stopped and Bucky asked what he wanted. You tell him everything, that Clint wants 50/50 custody eventually and how much it scared you. He listened as you talked about Laura having her place in all this and since Clint and her are married, you are scared Bucky will drown.

“I can swim,” he assured you but it’s not funny.

“Bucky, I want you to have rights. You are going to be a huge part of the baby’s life; you’re getting the day to day. Clint will get visits but you…” you touched the side of his face and sighed. “You are the one who’s going to be picking him up from school; the one that gives him advice on girls, and I want you to legally have some say in it.”

“Clint is his biological father; he will have more rights than me – the law will be on his side.”

“I know but if we get married, you’ll be at the same level as Laura on paper,” you argued, hand falling from his face. Your stomach growled and Bucky smiled, placing his hand over your belly.

“I won’t lie and say getting married hasn’t crossed my mind, but like this? To prove something to someone else; it doesn’t feel right. “

Your heart sank at the thought of Bucky thinking you wanted to marry him purely on technicality. It made you feel guilt, like you were using him as a pawn in a game and that wasn’t it at all. Looking at him, you smiled and said okay. “You’re right, we have nothing to prove to anyone.”

“Good,” he answered, kissing you on the forehead. “Let’s eat.”

….

The house was quiet from the outside except the low sound of the television; you were laying on the grass in the backyard, the sliding door to the living room was open. Bucky was sleeping on the couch, had passed out twenty minutes into a history documentary.

“Do you think a lawyer would do any good?”

“I can have the best one takes a look at your case.”

“Tony,” you sighed, closing your eyes. “It’s not a case, it’s just a precaution. I’m scared Clint’s going to want 50/50 right out the gate; he’s pushing for more than I am willingly to give.”

“Barton is a good man; it won’t be hard to see that.”

You knew what Tony was saying was true; any judge would see how dedicated a parent Clint is, but you were scared he was going to take everything from you. He somehow seemed to have the power, when from the beginning you wanted him to have nothing with the baby – this made you feel like Satan himself but that was what you thought would be best for everyone; you weren’t counting on things to work out this way.

“What should I do, Tony?” Your voice was meek, and you glanced over to the sliding door, feeling, again, guilty, that you were doing things behind Bucky’s back. “I need to have some sort of reassurance.”

There was a long pause on Tony’s end until he sighed. “I understand, you know Pepper and I are in your corner no matter what. I’ll have Pep talk to the lawyer and we’ll get back to you.”

A wave of relief washes over you and you thanked the man, who promises to get in touch as soon as possible. The two of you talk for another ten minutes about the pregnancy and Pepper’s ideas for baby names. You laugh and feel better, and when the two of you said goodbye, you know Bucky needs to know why you called Tony.

You get up and stretch, walk back into the house and close the sliding door; you sit on the coffee table facing Bucky – he’s sleeping peacefully, face soft and relaxed. You loved him so much and all this was for him, that’s all you cared about. Bucky deserved the world and if that meant pushing back on Clint’s need to parent, then that’s what needed to be done. You were tired of everything coming in your way of happiness with Bucky – you weren’t going to play nice.

“Babe,” you whispered, touching the side of Bucky’s face. He stirred and a few seconds go by before he opens his eyes, asking if something was wrong. “No, but we need to talk.”

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