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high-functioning-lokipath · 1 year

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You said maybe but I'm definitely asking. Sam saving Bucky. All the feels, all the closure and pent up pain they've both held, IM HERE FOR IT AND FOR YOU TO MAKE MAGIC OUT OF THIS

A/N: This is going to have a Y/N reader character but she will not be the main focus. The main focus here is Bucky healing from…well…everything LOL PLEASE KEEP IN MIND...I did not write this as a Sambucky ship fic. I respect the ship but it's just not what is intended here. Thank you. Also, I added in a Loki & Thor quote because it fits all too perfectly 🤣🤣 There’s also an A/N at the end bc saying it here might spoil it LOL @buckyalpine I cannot thank you enough for requesting this! It was super fun to write and I hope you love it!!!!

“Alright, listen up,” Sam says loudly, tossing a file on the conference room table. Bucky groans loudly and Y/N elbows him.

“You’re the one who wanted to keep doing missions,” She reminds him. Bucky nods reluctantly and sits up to pay attention.

“We were informed of activity at an old Hydra base. We don’t know if it’s remnants of the original group or a new group but either way-”

“We need to shut them down,” Y/N speaks up. Sam nods and brings up the map.

“There is a problem though.” Bucky audibly swallows at seeing it. Y/N takes his hand but he pulls away and sits back again.

“So whats the plan?” Sam clears his throat and sighs.

“Well that’s the problem. We’re actually going to be intercepting a few of them who we think are the brains of the operation.”

“And, um, where are we intercepting them at?”

“Right here.” Sam zooms in to a mountain side above an old rail line. Y/N gulps, glancing over at her boyfriend. “Now, Y/N and I can do this alone. But-”

“No.” Bucky stands up, his arm whirring as he opens and closes his fist. “She cannot go. I won’t let her.”

“Buck, I understand you don’t want her there. But I can’t do it alone.”

“Who said you’d be alone?” Bucky walks out.

“Y/N-”

“It’s okay, Sam. Let him go with you. He needs it.”

“I’ll take care of him. I promise.”

By the next morning, the two are on their way, Y/N staying back at Bucky’s orders. “Are you sure about this, Bucky?” Sam asks for the millionth time. Bucky nods in reply, not saying a word. The two land on the mountainside and Bucky lets out a dry chuckle, finally breaking his silence.

"At least I know it's not payback for the Cyclone," He smiles, hiding his nervousness. Sam pats his shoulder and sighs.

"No, it's payback for the pimp suit in Madripoor." The two chuckle for a moment before Sam gets an alert from Redwing. "They're here." He opens his wings, grabbing Bucky by the special harness they've made for missions for an easy entrance and getaway.

"I hate this," Bucky grumbles before takeoff, looking very much like a grumpy cat.

"Come on. You love it," Sam replies with a smirk.

"I hate it."

"It's great. It works every time."

"It's humiliating."

"Do you have a better plan?"

"No."

"We're doing it." Sam takes off, carrying Bucky. The two land on the train and climb inside. "Do you always duck face into missions?" Sam whispers as they enter the train.

"I'm concentrating which, may I remind you, is critical to the mission."

"No need to bark at me, White Wolf." Bucky rolls his eyes and doesn't reply. The two try to advance to the front when suddenly two groups of soldiers close in on them from either end of the train car.

Sam throws the shield, knocking out a few of them, and it bounces back towards Bucky. He catches it, shoots at others closing in on them, and then throws it back to Sam.

Their little dance continues for some time before all the soldiers are incapacitated. As Sam and Bucky proceed, there's the sound of something powering up behind them. One of the soldiers wasn't completely knocked out. "Bucky! Watch out!" Sam yells. But it's too late, a powerful blast shakes the car, blowing out an entire side. Sam was protected by the shield, but Bucky is nowhere to be seen. Then Sam sees a speck of gold and black. "I've got you!" He yells, running over to Bucky who was hanging onto the side of the train over the edge. Sam grabs his arm, smiling. "I got you, man!" The train hits a bump and both are thrown out.

Bucky’s bloodcurdling scream pierces the air. “You’re not dying today,” Sam says under his breath. He activates his wings, swooping around under Bucky, catching him midair and pulling up just before they hit the ground. “See? I told you I got you!”

“You- I- We-” Bucky gasps, holding onto Sam for dear life.

“Don’t start cryin’ on me. Those tears are gonna freeze to this suit and you know how much I love it,” Sam teases. Bucky laughs loudly, shock setting in and sending his emotions haywire.

Sam flies them to the safehouse they’d established, landing in the yard. He sets Bucky down and turns to walk up to the house. “Sam?”

“Yeah, Bucky?”

“I-” Tears start rolling down Bucky’s cheeks and Sam pulls him into a hug. Bucky immediately returns it, sobbing softly. “Thank you! Thank you, Sam!”

“You’re welcome, Bucky. I-”

“Buck. You definitely can call me Buck now.” Sam can’t find the words to reply, tearing up a bit himself. The two eventually go inside and settle in for the night. Sam starts some dinner while Bucky lights the fire. As he works, Bucky has to keep adjusting his arm, opening and closing his fist repeatedly.

“You might want to call your girl,” Sam suggests, tossing Bucky his phone. “Let her know we’ll be home tomorrow.”

“But we-”

“We need to go home. It’s clear that catching guys on trains just isn’t the way to do things,” He smiles and Bucky chuckles in reply.

“Yeah, yeah I guess so.” Bucky gets up, resetting his arm and walks over to the kitchen, leaning on the counter across Sam. “I-um, thank you. I really can’t express it enough.” Sam sets aside what he’s working on, turning the stove down to pay attention. “It was like everything was happening again. All I could see was Steve looking down at me, the cold was nearly unbearable at that moment. I felt it, you know. I could feel my arm again for a moment. And the pain. It still hurts," he admits.

“Buck, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought you here.”

“No, it wasn’t your fault. I wanted to come. Part of me wanted to prove that I could do it.”

“We could have. You could have. I know that. But unfortunately we went in before we were fully prepared.” Sam sighs and pats Bucky’s shoulder. “We’ll be better prepared next time we try to catch them. But we won’t try the train again. I should have thought about it more. I’m sorry.”

“No. I-I’m glad.” Sam looks at Bucky in complete surprise. “You, well, you saved me. You helped me. You were there for me. I didn’t die. I didn’t lose my arm. Or my other arm. I wasn’t taken and brainwashed. I’m okay. I’m really okay!” Bucky laughs loudly, through tears streaming down his face. “I’m okay! For the first time in decades I’m okay!”

"Come here, man," Sam says, walking around the counter to Bucky. He pulls him into his arms again, hugging him tightly. "We're brothers now. I'm not gonna let you go. You got that?"

"Got it. You're with me till the end of the line," Bucky jokes, abit sadly.

"I'm afraid the end of the line has come and gone. But I'm still here. I'm with you till the end of forever and then some."

"End of forever. I like that."

When they get back to the tower, Bucky doesn't tell Y/N everything right away, but she can tell. Bucky and Sam now go on morning runs every day together. Their laughter fills whatever room they're in. Bucky smiles. A lot. She can tell he's truly happy once more. A side of him that had been taken away decades ago. Who would have guessed that such a fall could raise up a part of him he thought was lost.

As the three sit down for dinner together, Bucky smiles. He's got his family. They're all a little broken but he loves every bit of them. His beautiful Y/N, his new kitten Alpine, and most of all Sam. Best friend didn't seem strong enough. The two had truly become brothers. They went together now like-

"Salt and pepper," Bucky says aloud, chuckling softly. The anniversary of his and Sam's first mission together was coming up. And he just had the perfect idea.

"What was that?" Y/N asks.

"Nothing, doll," He replies. But he knows what he'll be ordering on a set of t-shirts that night.

A/N: The t-shirts inspired by this LOL

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buckysouvenir · 8 months

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unexpected losses

chapter 1 of healing hearts.

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the avengers tower felt emptier than ever for y/n. the ache in her chest seemed to echo the emptiness of her surroundings. she had just broekn up with bucky barnes, the man she thought she'd spend her entire life with. the pain was overwhelming, and all she wanted was to find some solace.

she walked through the corridors with carried steps, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, she nearly collided with natasha romanoff.

natasha's face softened when she saw y/n's tear-streaked cheeks. "y/n, are you okay?"

y/n's voice trembled as she tried to hold back her tears. "no, nat. i'm not."

natasha's arms wrapped around y/n in a comforting embrace. "i'm so sorry, y/n."

she let herself cry in natasha's arms. she had lost the person she loved, and it felt like her world was crashing down around her.

eventually, y/n pulled away slightly, her voice shaky. "i just need some time alone now, nat."

natasha nodded understandingly. "take all the time you need. i'll be here whenever you're ready."

y/n wiped her tears and managed a weak smile. "thanks."

a few weeks had passed, the emotional wounds were still fresh. y/n took comfort in her alone time and she's thankful all her friends were by her side for wherever needed.

it was long days of crying and trying to keep herself busy, training, movie nights, shopping, starting new hobbies (let's just say, learning to paint and crochet are not a good idea for a hobby when you're already feeling like the world is against you)

after all this time, she definitely felt sad, but in a different kind of way. there's much more thinking and reflecting on things now.

she had trusted bucky with her heart, and now it lay shattered. she found herself in a quiet table in corner, sitting alone with her thoughts, hot coffee in hand.

lost in her thoughts, y/n looked up, her heart clenching as she saw a familiar sight that she hadn't expected. bucky and natasha stood close, their faces inches apart. y/n's breath caught in her throat as she watched them share a lingering kiss.

the world seemed to turn upside down, and y/n's emotions took a sharp turn. she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her best friend and the man she had loved were together, in a way that felt like a knife to her heart. her sadness turned into anger in the fastest way possible.

she got up from her table, knocking down her mug making a loud noise echo through the room, making the two of them notice her presence.

y/n started to walk away from both of them, only hearing the fast steps behind her, but she didn't dare to look back.

"please! PLEASE!" natasha begged as she reached y/n and grabbed her arm.

she stopped in her tracks to look at them with a mix of anger and sorrow on her face. she kept looking at both of them, waiting for a word. when it didn't come, she turned around again and started to walk away.

natasha "WAIT!"

y/n stopped again and turned to face her. "WHAT KIND OF FRIEND ARE YOU?"

bucky's and natasha's eyes were dripping from guilt. "i'm sorry" she said with a choked voice.

bucky stepped forward, his voice pleading, "y/n, please! we- we didn't plan for this to happen!"

y/n only shook her head in denial, as she closed her eyes and felt the tears stream down her face. "i- i- i thought we could still be friends. after everything, i thought i still deserved some consideration but apparently not."

she wiped away her tears, her voice firm. "i deserve better than this."

"i would've never done this to you!" she said, looking natasha in the eye.

she turned on her heel and walked away from them for the last time, not wanting to see any more of the painful scene. she walked away, her heart heavy with a new layer of hurt. she couldn't help but feel a profound sense of loss.

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