#okay hear me out tfatws edition

[tomoeakatsuki]

Okay hear me out, part 12 (or 2nd edition, part 1).

1st episode of TFATWS.

Because I'm rewatching it.

It's just... a very sad first episode. I mean, all the series have a heavy meaning behind Sam and Bucky's comedy. But the first episode is really heavy.

The first scene is Sam ironing a white shirt, wearing it with a dark jacket, and putting the shield in its case. Is he going to Steve's funeral? Most probably, because after, when he gives the shield to the government, he talks about Steve in past sentences.

Then, he's doing just a mission - actually, I don't understand the utility of that scene. To see how his life is going on after everything? And to introduce Torres? That's an idea. But, I find it a little out of context with the episode.

And after, he gives to shield to the museum - pay attention. He gives the shield to the museum, not to the government. Or better, the shield becomes a property of the government, but not a weapon. It's like an artistic object, that need to be preserved. He talks with Rhodey - that, totally out of contest, I know, but probably there's already a Skrull replacing him - who very gently let Sam know that he would have prefered if Sam had kept the shield and became the new Captain america.

Twenty minutes (more or less) after the start, it's Bucky turn.

It starts with a nightmare/flashback. A little cliché, but works with the story. It's a good excuse to introduce Christine Raynor, Bucky's psychologist - a good character, that I think helped a lot Bucky, and indirectly Sam, the only time they met - and show how Bucky it's coping with everything (bad, but not so bad).

Then there's Bucky as he appears to people: gentle, a little shy, trying to avoid any fight possible. No one could think that he's he was the Winter Soldier.

From that moment on, it's Sam's and Bucky's scenes alternating: Sam returing home to his sister and nephews; Bucky going on a date with the cute girl of the japanese restaurant; Sam and Sarah trying to get the money they should - but no because Sam is one of the many that returned from the Blip; and goes on like that.

Then, out of the blue, there's Torres in Switzerland, and a pretty good caos. with the Flag-smashers.

But the caos isn't even a part of what the government announces: there's a New Captain America.

All of this just to say that: 1. It's a good introduction to actually see how they're doing. Avengers: Endgame happened just six month before, and with all surely it wasn't simple - for anyone. 2. They don't try to make the atmosphere lighter, no. They say the things for how they are: messy, bad and caotic. 3. Bucky and Sam somehow recall the atmosphere of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. They can be shown as lighthearted characters, or as comical, but the truth is that neither of on is like that. It's more a the sarcasm is strong in this ones. That doesn't mean that their life is all ok. And well, if with Bucky is a pretty known things, with Sam usually is forgotten.

[hobis-hope94]

~ TFATWSATAP, 9 ~

The Falcon, The Winter Soldier and The Asgardian Princess.

AN: hiya fam. Only two parts left so I’ll post them tomorrow & Tuesday! I’m over editing the last few parts - as I always do!!

Summery: the battle between Bucky, Y/N, Sam and John Walker takes place, Bucky realises he can’t do this without his wife.

Part 8 here:

tfatwsatap 8

Paring: husband!dad!Bucky x wife!mum!Asgardian!F!Reader

Characters: Y/N Barnes, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson and John Walker.

Warning: crying, swearing, screaming, Y/N’s goddess powers, tiny TFATWS spoilers, canon violence from marvel and angst.

(gif not mine):

While you all got ready to tackle Walker, you took Bucky’s left hand.

“You’re okay,” you said quietly.

Bucky didn’t say anything, he didn’t even react to your hand in his. It hurt you. You sighed tearfully.

“Mama loves you baby. So does papa,” you said under your breath to your baby boy, just in case neither of you made it out alive.

The fight kicked in. It was long and hard. You grabbed the shield from Walker, he kicked your leg, causing you to scream out in pain, he kicked it so hard surely he’d broken it. Bucky ran to your side to save you from Walker’s grasp.

You grabbed the shield and threw it to Bucky, Bucky threw it to Sam, Sam didn’t catch it and Walker caught it instead. You saw Bucky shove Walker against the wall, you didn’t like the man you saw in front of you. He wasn’t the Bucky you knew and love, and that scared you.

You were so concerned that The Winter Soldier had crawled his way back into Bucky’s mind and it was scaring you.

Walker shoved Bucky off him and threw Bucky against the pillar, you screamed Bucky’s name as you saw an electric spike go through Bucky’s left arm. You wanted to run to him, but on your left you saw Sam struggle against Walker’s hold.

You felt an energy grow inside you, the very same one that would grow when you fought alongside Thor and Loki.

You felt yourself rise up from the ground, the noise of thunder and lightening made Walker turn around. Sam looked up to see you floating. He saw your eyes burning a bright silver colour, you weren’t you.

Bucky stood up to see you floating, as Bucky stood up, he spat out blood and that made you even stronger, you saw Bucky hurt.

Walker was going to pay.

While Walker was distracted by you, Bucky took that opportunity to grab the shield. He knelt in front of it, tired.

All of your power was somehow clashing with wherever Thor was, that was when you two were at your most powerful.

You screamed as a big clash of thunder went above you all. With all your power, you grabbed your hands together, and held them high, then directed all the thunder and lightening towards Walker, he got pushed off Sam as Sam ducked.

You still were floating above the ground as Walker looked up, terrified of you. You were more powerful, at that moment, than both Loki and Thor put together.

You had the power of Thor, the power of Loki and the power of Hela in one sitting.

Bucky grew scared, he saw you still floating he knew this power was too draining for you as you drifted over to Walker, who was cowering in the corner.

“No! Please! I’m sorry! I surrender!” Walker cried, holding his hands up as you stalked towards him.

“You hurt my family,” your voice deep and low.

“Y/N!” Bucky cried, seeing you too observed in your power broke him.

You couldn’t hear him as you got more thunder and lightening ready as you slowly lowered to the ground, now just powerful enough to hold it all in one hand.

“Y/N! Please. Come back to me,” Bucky cried, Sam couldn’t bare to see all of this happening.

“He needs to die,” you said, your voice low and deep.

“Y/N! I’m okay I promise!” Bucky cried, his heart racing. He knew with this much power, he could lose you.

“He hurt my family,” you repeated, the lightening in your hand growing as you got ready to throw it.

“Please Y/N. I can’t carry on if you’re not here. I need you. L…Lokes needs you,” Bucky cried, hearing your baby’s name made you stop.

The lightening reduced.

“You always say you and Loki would be lost without me, but the truth is, Y/N. Me and Loki would be lost without you. You’re the sole reason our family is strong and stays together. Your love for us is what makes me get up every morning. Your love for us …your love for us makes me want to be a better person for the sake of our boy,” Bucky cried, Sam looked at him, his heart wrenching.

You slowly lowered your hand, your eyes turned back to their normal beautiful colour. You turned around to see your husband looking scared and broken. You both needed each other.

“Buc…Bucky,” you sobbed, Bucky ran to you and engulfed you in the tightest hug ever.

“You’re okay,” he soothed.

After your hug, Bucky picked up the shield and threw it on the floor at Sam’s feet. Sam looked at him apologetically. You three walked out, leaving Walker cowering in the corner.

————

It had been about a week since the John Walker accident.

You were back in your all rather empty but cozy apartment. You had Loki on your chest, and cuddling up against Bucky. Bucky had both his arms protectively around his family. Your hands resting on Loki’s tiny back and Bucky gently had his hands resting on yours.

You three were just sat in silence. Grateful to be together again. Safe again.

“I didn’t like that feeling. I felt the power of Thor, Loki and even Hela. I hated it. I can’t …can’t imagine what it feels like for them,” you said slowly, your head resting on Bucky’s crook of his neck.

“I know. I …wasn’t there when it took over you and Thor at the Endgame battle, but I definitely felt it,” Bucky said gently, rubbing the back of your hands, kissing your temple.

“I’m sorry you had to see that,” you said tearfully, kissing Loki’s tiny head, he smiled in his sleep.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Bucky said gently, holding you and Loki a little closer.

“I worry,” you said worriedly, Bucky twisted his head gently to look at you.

“About what?” He asked gently, stroking the back of your hands.

“About Loki. If I get so powerful like that …Loki’s half god half super soldier. it might be worse for him,” you said tearfully, bending your neck slightly to look at your baby boy who was sleeping peacefully on your chest, his tiny head moving up and down softly with each breath you took.

“Oh Y/N. I know. It’s scary, but we’ll be able to figure it out and we’ll be there for him when he needs us. We’ll know how to bring our boy back,” Bucky said gently.

“I’m just so scared,” you said tearfully, holding your baby closer.

“We’ve got this, I promise,” Bucky said gently, kissing the side of your head lovingly.

You three remained in each other’s loving grasp for a while. Then, Sam rang.

“Really?” Bucky sighed after answering the phone. “Alright. I’m on my way.” He sighed.

You looked at Bucky as he hung up the phone.

“Sam’s got a lead on Karli,” Bucky said, sighing, not wanting to move from your position.

“I’m coming with you,” you said, as Bucky carefully slipped from you, you carefully sat up not to wake Loki - he didn’t sleep at all the night before.

“No. No chance in hell,” Bucky said firmly, as he went to change.

“Please, baby. I don’t-“ you said tearfully.

“Please, Y/N,” Bucky said after peering his head around the door, shirtless.

“I-“ you stopped.

Bucky realised he was shirtless and how silent you go when he is, he smirked at you.

“I should take my shirt off more often to win arguments,” Bucky smirked, noticing you’d gone red.

“I wouldn’t actually mind that,” you said as Bucky laughed softly before heading back into the bedroom.

“I promise i won’t be long,” Bucky said, coming out of your room, zipping his jacket.

“Don’t die,” you said tearfully, looking at him.

“I won’t,” Bucky said gently, wiping a tear away from you. “You have my word.” He added.

He kissed you lovingly, then he gently put his flesh hand on Loki’s small back, and kissed Loki’s head gently, Loki did a little smile in his sleep, Bucky smiled too. He told Loki he loved him, kissed you one more time and Loki again, then got up and left.

You sat on the sofa, sighing heavily. You held your baby close to you, taking in his scent.

“We’re gonna see daddy when you wake up,” you said gently, looking at Loki.

You weren’t taking No for an answer.

[camistired]

stranger

scenario: trying to show Bucky that your there for him during tfatws, but he keeps ignoring you

a/n: i started writing this yesterday after watching the first episode of tfatws. if people like this, i might make this a whole ff following the show, so let me know if you like this. also please ignore any mistakes or if it’s wordy, i haven’t written anything in months. i am open to criticism!

edit: i didn’t realize i didn’t name until i was trying to add it to my masterlist, so please ignore the half-assed name, please and thankyou

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spoiler warning

It had been a few months since everyone started reappearing, yourself included. The last thing you remembered was waiting out the fight with Thanos with Shuri, and you remembered feeling lighter then usual and you watched as your friend turned to dust before your very eyes. However what felt like the same breathe, you watched as her being was rebuilt by the same dust the took her away.

It had been a lot to process, to know that you and others close to you had basically died, and came back to the same exact fight happening. It was worse to come back to know that one of your dearest friends was dead and she couldn’t be brought back like the lot of you. It sucked standing in-between Bucky and Sam at Tony’s funeral.

You had missed five years of life, and for what? For some giant purple pyscho titan to stop over population and then become a space rancher? In your eyes, it was complete and utter bullshit. But you can’t change the past.

With Steve’s retirement, Bucky’s pardon, and Sam still kicking ass and saving people as The Falcon, you felt lost. Everyone else has scattered around to handle everything by themselves. But you thrived off of others, that’s just how you worked. So, sitting lonely in your single bedroom Brooklyn apartment, you let out a loud sigh.

You stayed in New York, purely for Bucky’s sake. The man is a hundred and six, and is an ex-assassin, he doesn’t need your help. Especially since you can barely hold a gun without nearly pissing your pants. But you knew the man was basically alone. He spent his past ninety years being in and out of ice fighting, except when he had his moment of peace in Wakanda.

You’ve tried to reach out, called him every now and again, but it was always went to voicemail. You left so many voicemails, your surprised it isn’t full by now. But you’ll keep leaving them, no matter if he actually listens to them or if he just deletes them immediately. You hoped that they gave him some sort of comfort if he did ever listen to them.

You looked at the time, it was a quarter past eleven. You let out another sigh. Something you still haven’t been able to get down was your damn sleep schedule. Sometimes you stayed up until two - three in the morning and sleep into the afternoon, and that was on a good day. You tried to establish a routine, but it just  never worked. If you tried to go to bed earlier, you end up either staring at the ceiling till sunrise or waking up in the middle of the night, for no reason. You didn’t have to use the bathroom, you didn’t have a nightmare, you just woke up, and you couldn’t go back to sleep, no matter what you tried. You’ve expressed this to your brother, you suggests maybe you go see a therapist, maybe do a sleep study, but you just shut the ideas down. That was the last things you wanted to do, was be monitored.

However, you couldn’t do this anymore. You forced yourself out of bed and changed your clothes from your normal sweatpants and baggy t-shirt to leggings and a slightly less baggy shirt. If you couldn’t fall asleep naturally, might as well take a walk around the block and maybe take a melatonin tablet or two, see if that does anything.

Locking your door, you start walking down your hall when you see a man walk away from your neighbor’s, Yori Nakajima’s, door. You’ve known the old man for as long as you lived here. You’ve tried to help him out as much as he will let you, and even though he’ll never admit it, he appreciates the help. He tries to repay in small ways, he even offers you to join him and a younger friend of his for sushi down at Izzy, but you always turn him down. You helped to help, not get anything in return.

You walked up to Yori’s door but he closed it before you could reach his door. You sighed and instead decided to talk to the man walking away.

“Excuse me!” You called out, walking towards him. He seemed to tense up and walked a little faster but you touch his arm before he could go much farther.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude, I just have a few question...”

He cursed under his breathe but he didn’t move. That’s when you noticed the way he held himself. His body language very much showed he was uncomfortable, and whether he was doing on purpose or subconsciously, he was leaning away from where your hand met his arm.

You moved your hand back down to your side but you walked in front of him and you froze when you saw his face.

“Bucky?!”

He seemed to shy into himself more when you recognized who he was, making you instantly felt bad. However, examining him he looked different. His hair was a big one, ever since you first met Bucky,  his hair was shoulder length. But he looked a lot cleaner with shorter hair, his loose curls a lot more prominent now. However, that  seemed to showcase the most change. It felt as if he went backwards more than anything.

His jacket, the gloves, the brooding energy radiating off of him. He felt like the man you met back when the whole “Civil War” mess was happening.

He softly addressed you, but he still never looked at you directly. It was concerning especially since you considered you two close. But maybe it was because you two haven’t talked properly? Maybe because he’s been ignoring your calls? Whatever the reason, you didn’t care. It made you feel better he was out talking to people, no matter that it was your older neighbor, he was interacting with people. It made you wonder if he had talk to Sam, but you doubted it.

“Long time no see, stranger. Glad to see your still alive.”

He looked at you with a blank expression, and you recognized that looked. He was looking for a tell, if you were angry at him or not. In all honesty, you couldn’t find it in yourself to be angry like he excepted you to be. You’re glad he was doing something, he didn’t have to be okay fully, just as long as he was going out.

“I’m not angry, Bucky.” You said flatly, as his eyes met yours. You could tell that he relaxed, physically. “I mean, concerned, sure. Scared you had locked yourself in your apartment, definitely. But not mad. Just... wished you would have called. Sent a text to let me know you were okay... Anything, really.”

He sighs, “I know... I should have done something- said something. I just have a lot going on.”

“Everyone does. Half of the population got turned into dust, we’ve lost a lot of friends. It’s just... we’ve gotta stay together, you know? We can’t rely on Steve anymore... And the more we’re by ourselves, the more we’re just creating terrible coping mechanisms, ya know?”

He seems to be taking in your words and you just smile at him softly. “Just think about it, okay?”

You begin walking down the hall before you turn towards him again, “Oi! And Barnes?”

He looks up at you, “Yeah?”

“If I don’t hear from you soon, just know I will hunt you down and beat your ass! No more of this distancing, stranger shit. I know how to find you now. And you know where I live!”

You smirk as you turn around to finally go on that walk, but little did you know that Bucky had a little smirk of his own as he took in your words.

“No more distancing, no more acting like a stranger... I have to start nurturing my friendships...”