the big three + broken things
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to b clear abt things I've said abt fandom. idc what u do fanon is fun as hell i just believe that. a) u can and honestly must be critical of the things you consume (like u gotta b able to say 'the author(s) fucked up here' bare minimum guys) and b) i don't wanna b mean but if you're going from one media to the next from like. a fandom-first perspective where you're looking to primarily fit characters into your favorite tropes and memes and fanart works? it kinda shows and idk have fun ig but it definitely shapes your read in a way that you're gonna miss a lot of unique cool stuff that's one of the benefits of consuming a lot of media in the first place
Everyone's favorite superhero 'Venom' is back and this time there’ll be Carnage!
Everyone’s favorite superhero ‘Venom’ is back and this time there’ll be Carnage!
Sony Pictures Entertainment has released the trailer of their most anticipated ‘Venom: Let there be Carnage’, starring Tom Hardy. The actor who impressed everyone in 2018 as Venom, returns to the big screen as one of MARVEL’s greatest and most complex characters.
Directed by Andy Serkis, the film also stars Michele Williams, Naomie Harris, and Woody Harrelson, who will be playing one of the most…
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Y/N: What’s brown and sticky?
Tony: I don’t… know.
Y/N: A stick.
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one good (?!?!??!!?) thing to come out of the ultimates is that Hank Pym is a scarily accurate for a portrayal of an abusive husband. considering this came out I. the early 2000s this is really remarkable.
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My love for Aaron Taylor Johnson and it’s never ending. What is it with guys who play Pietro Maximoff and guys with blue eyes.
THE WAY HE SLIDES OVER TO BE NEXT TO LIZZIE, ITS SO FREAKING CUTE!!!!! The Maximoff Twins coming to Broadway soon.
Oh no, there’s all my love for Aaron Taylor Johnson all over the place. I guess you’re just going to have to deal with it.
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Autistic People: Do you ever love something so much that you burst into tears? I mean, wow. I love Marvel so much. I’m just crying right now because of how much it means to me.
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What should have happened at the end of the movies (but for realsies)
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Fools! It is I, Madam Medusa, who has trapped you! Of what use are your clumsy guns and fists against my unconquerable hair!
Fantastic Four Vol 1 36: “The Frightful Four!”
the only time you will hear me not scream about rdj and tony stark is when i’m dead.
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I'm never gonna be father of the year. I'm the best there is at what I do. But I can try to be better at this.
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@cxpt: “It looks worse than it is. I’m sure it’ll be gone in a couple of days…”
‘ you keep this shit up, I’ll really send you to the moon - free of charge, ’ the brunet grumbles as he grabs the first aid kid that’s admittedly expanded to be something resembling a full on tactical trunk in the last few years. he drops it on the bed next to the other, not even bothering to be gentle as he manhandles him into sitting so he can see the worst of it. Steve is right, it looks bad but he can see the skin isn’t actually broken. still, he checks him over & bandages a few of the lesser scrapes anyway with a sense of exhausted indignation. ‘ you have gotta stop throwing yourself into these fights and forgetting you have actual backup, Steve. one of these days, it won’t just be one hell of a bruise. ’
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Description: Whilst coming to terms with everything they've been through, Alex, Steve, Nat and Sam recover and lay low as the dust settles. As they prepare to split ways for a while, and an insightful conversation with Steve is all Alex needs to know that things are going to be alright. That /she/ is going to be alright. A surprise from Tony makes the coming months all the more exciting.
Warning(s): mild language (barely??), discussions of past trauma/abuse, Alex starts to open up about The Facility, hospitals, graveyards, temporary goodbyes (if I missed anything lmk)
DAYS LATER, WHEN STEVE WAS DEEMED STABLE ENOUGH TO HAVE VISITORS, ALEX WAS ONE OF THE FIRST TO ARRIVE. The nightstand was decorated with flowers and various cards wishing him a speedy recovery and such. She was pleasantly surprised to find Sam was there already, reading a book.
"Hey," she greeted with a gentle knock on the door frame. Sam looked up and smiled at her before gesturing to the chair on the opposite side of the bed.
"How is he?"
"Well, thanks to whatever was in the Serum, he's healing faster than a normal human would, but it's still gonna take some time before he's up and fighting again," he explained in a low voice, to avoid waking him up. Alex nodded and set down a small, pastel blue teddy bear on the nightstand before she sunk into the seat.
"Not if he has it his way," she joked and Sam chuckled in agreement. From an iPod dock on the other side of Steve's bed, some 70s era music played quietly and filled the space between the words.
"He'll probably say the same when he wakes up, but I want you to hear it from me too," Alex began as she picked at a loose string in the knee of her jeans, "We couldn't have done most of what we did if you hadn't stuck your neck out for us, Sam. Thank you just doesn't cut it."
"Ah, well, I couldn't say no to Captain America, are you crazy?" They both stifled a round of laughter as Alex silently admitted that he made a fair point.
"True as that may be, I owe you one. Any time those wings of yours need fixing or upgrading swing by and I'll see what I can do," she offered with an earnest smile.
"I appreciate that, thank you." The comfortable silence resumed and Alex pulled her phone out of her pocket to send a few messages and check her emails.
"I have to ask - I know it's not my place and you can totally tell me where to go if you don't want to answer, but how did you get your powers? I don't think I've ever seen anything like them before." Alex had figured the topic would come up sooner or later, so she decided to tell him what he wanted to know with a slight sigh as she sat up in her chair.
"Well, almost two years ago, after the Battle of New York -"
"With the aliens and everything?"
"Yeah, that's the one. Tony was hosting some Minds of The Future party with a bunch of strange old white men and their wives. I was talking to some guy, who turned out to be a Neo-Nazi scientist. He drugged and abducted me -"
"Oh my God..."
"And kept me trapped in this grimy facility for six months. I was beaten, abused and experimented on. They were super close to just killing me because I hadn't shown any progress and pitted me against another kid that had been experimented on. And that's when my powers came through."
"Wow... So what kind of things can you do? Have you figured all of that out yet?" Sam set his book down, invested in what she had to say. His undivided attention was comforting and made a pleasant change from the erratic, ever-changing flow of conversation she was accustomed to having with Tony.
"So far, it's just walking through shadows. It's hard to explain, but it's like, every shadow is just an open corridor. I can walk right in and out the other side into a completely different place. I mainly use it to avoid taking the stairs at the moment." At this, they both shared a hushed laugh.
"Well, that sounds way more efficient. Does it ever tire you out? What does that in-between part look like?"
"Not really, it's kind of like when you stretch at the gym and you can feel that small tingling sensation in your muscles? It doesn't hurt and it's definitely not as exhausting as you'd think," she explained with a nod and Sam mirrored her, "The in-between is just... Dark. There's nothing. It's not cold and it's not warm... Just is."
"I see, sounds like there's a lot left to be explored if you ask me," he stated with a grin and knowing wink. Alex chuckled and nodded in agreement.
"Sure does. That's what I'm going to focus on for the next few months. I wanna see how far it goes, figure out limitations and stuff."
"Well, good luck with that, Shadow-Lady." Sam settled back into his seat and Alex cleared her throat.
"Dude -" he looked up at her, confused "- I'm The Phantom, not the Shadow-Lady."
"Ooh, that has a nice ring to it -"
"On your left," a voice croaked from between them and both Sam and Alex were quick to sit up and face Steve. His eyes were just able to stay open and his brow was creased in a squint at the harsh lights.
"Hey, man, welcome back to the land of the living," Sam teased as he dog-eared the page and set the book down. Although he looked worse for wear, the fact that Steve was awake and talking sent a flood of relief through Alex.
Once they'd filled him in on what happened after he'd fallen into the Potomac, Sam had to leave to get set up for the next VA meeting he was supervising. As he left with a wave and promise to stop by later, Alex relaxed into the uncomfortable vinyl-covered seat.
"I know it's the last thing you want to hear, but what you did back there on the Helicarrier, was unbelievably stupid," Alex stated after a moment of silence between them. Steve huffed out a weak attempt at a laugh before he grimaced at the obvious discomfort.
"Sounds like you were worried about me," he teased as he lay back against the pillows beneath his head.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Spangles." The familiarity of the teasing made Alex smile.
"You don't have to stay, y'know?"
"Well, I want to. So you're stuck with me until further notice."
"I'm not complaining." There was a smile that tugged on his lips and Alex started to see Steve becoming himself again.
"Awesome. I'm gonna find a vending machine, do you want anything?" Alex stood up and readjusted her hoodie. She secured the snapback on top of her head of slightly-dishevelled curls.
"Uh, sure, I'll have whatever you're having." With a nod, she left and navigated her way through the halls. When she was sure that no one was watching, she stepped into a shadow under a busted overhead light. Alex reemerged on the ground floor in front of the vending machines in the waiting room.
With her selection of junk foods successfully retrieved from the machines, Alex returned to Steve, triumphant in her efforts.
"Okay, I couldn't decide what I wanted more, so I got some Jolly Ranchers, Sour Patch Kids, a couple of bags of Lays and a bar of chocolate each." Unceremoniously, she dropped the foods on to his lap and Steve took the time to choose what he wanted first. As he plucked up a bag of Sour Patch Kids, Alex turned her attention to the TV mounted in the corner of the room.
"Do you wanna watch Total Wipeout? I think there's a few reruns on at the moment?" Steve hummed in agreement as he pushed a few of the sugared gummies past his lips. Alex stifled a laugh when his face twisted slightly at the sour taste.
"Why are you doing this, Alex?" the battered Super Soldier questioned as one of the contestants was flung from the circuit and landed in the water below.
"Because you did the same for me when I came home and needed a shoulder to lean on." That seemed to appease him and the two settled into a comfortable silence as the programme continued and they ate their junk food.
When Steve was inevitably discharged and allowed to return to his apartment, Alex helped him inside and set him up with all the things he needed within reaching distance. He'd insisted that he was fine, but she refused to listen to his excuses.
A couple of days later, there was a meeting arranged at a local cemetery, Steve asked Alex to join him. So she did. She'd never been to a cemetery before and the atmosphere kind of spooked her a little, so she kept close to Steve.
"So, you've experienced this kind of thing before?" Nick questioned Sam as he approached his own grave. It was a weird situation to witness, from Alex's point of view at least.
"You get used to it," Sam admitted as they took a moment to admire the headstone and the flowers.
"We've been data mining HYDRAs files. Looks like a lot of rats didn't go down with that ship. I'm headed to Europe tonight." Alex had a sense of where the conversation was headed.
"Are you going to join me?"
"There's something I gotta do first," Steve admitted, gaze unwavering from the granite headstone.
"How about you, Wilson? Stark? Could use people of your calibre," he attempted to rope in Alex and although it was tempting, she had other ideas.
"No offence, but that espionage crap really isn't my style. And I've got some loose ends to take care of," she affirmed and the look of disappointment from the former Director didn't go amiss.
"And I'm more of a soldier than a spy," Sam stated with a shrug. There was an apology buried in there somewhere.
"Alright then," Fury conceded and shook their hands, "If anyone comes asking for me, tell them you can find me, right here."
"You should be honoured. That's about as close as he gets to saying 'thank you'," Nat teased as she appeared to the right. It was refreshing to see her again after their time apart and the committee hearings they had to attend.
"Not going with him?" Steve enquired as he moved closer to the redhead.
"Not staying here?"
"Nah," she shook her head with a grin. Part of Alex wished she had the ability to be that fluid and free. The other part knew she'd loathe it and give up in a matter of weeks.
"I blew all my covers, I gotta go figure out a new one," the redhead explained before revealing a file from behind her back.
"That might take a while," the blonde stated with a concerned look.
"I'm counting on it," she admitted before handing the file over to Steve.
"I called in a few favours in Kyiv. Will you do me a favour?" Steve moved closer and Nat lowered her voice so Alex couldn't hear what was said, but the former seemed to agree to the undisclosed favour. The two of them share a hug and Nat began to walk away. She made it all three steps before she turned back to the adonis super-soldier.
"Be careful, Steve. That might not be a thread you want to pull." When Alex and Sam rejoined Steve, a glance at the file in his hand told her all she needed to know.
"You're going after him?"
"Neither of you has to come with me," the blonde admitted before he flipped it shut.
"Well, I'm in," Sam agreed, which came as no surprise to Alex. He waved to them both and said he'd see them soon. That left just Steve and Alex. Alone in front of Nick Fury's tombstone.
"You gonna be alright while I'm gone?" For a brief moment, the air between them was heavy and sullen.
"I think I'll just about manage. It's not gonna be the same without you here," she admitted quietly.
"You want me to get someone to keep an eye on you?" There was a light tone to his voice and if Alex was able to see beneath the cap and glasses, she'd spot the playful twinkle in his baby blues.
"Ha. I think I'll be fine. I've finally found an accredited therapist that's qualified to deal with... People like us. I've got my training to focus on and learning what my powers can do. I'm going to have a lot on my plate."
"Well, that's certainly reassuring. Take care of yourself, Alex," he stated with sudden seriousness. Alex turned to look at Steve and he removed his glasses.
"Only if you promise to do the same. No more jumping out of planes without parachutes, staying inside burning Helicarriers or picking fights with super assassins." In good humour, he drew an X on his chest. Alex reached out to gently punch his shoulder playfully.
"Promise not to promise." With a burst of confidence, she bounced forward and kissed Steve on the cheek. When she stepped back, his cheeks, ears and neck were burnished pink. Alex felt no embarrassment, but the idea of parting until further notice filled her with a strange kind of anxiety.
"I'll see you soon, Spangles." They parted ways and Alex began the walk back to her apartment. From her pocket, her phone began to ring. A glance at the screen told her it was Tony. She accepted the call with a smile.
"Hey, Greasemonkey, how are things?"
"Better. I'm just on my way back from running some errands," she explained with a grin that he couldn't see.
"Wonderful. What are you planning to do in DC for the foreseeable future?"
"Eh, well, I found a local gym, a qualified person to talk to, I'll probably visit once or twice a month to keep myself sane. Just think I'll lie low and keep to myself for now."
"Well, how do you feel about Miami?"
"Miami? Florida? It's mostly warm and sunny, with lots of nightclubs, boats, large Latin American demographic, right on the beach. Why?"
"Because I have an empty beach house that needs occupying until the winter when Pepper and I can stand the temperatures a little more -"
"¡Cállate!" Alex exclaimed and almost slammed on the brakes.
"No, I'm serious," he insisted. Alex couldn't believe what she was hearing and as she arrived at her apartment.
"You want me to move to Miami - to a beach house that you're not using until it cools down?" She cut the engine and climbed out, disconnecting her phone from the car.
"Exactly. I can have Happy over in a few hours to help you pack up and move if -"
"Absolutely! I'll take it. Miami's more my speed anyway." With a spring in her step, Alex headed into the building and up to her apartment.
"Awesome, Happy's in transit. Should be with you by dinner time. Let me know when you get there."
"Can't wait." The call ended and Alex couldn't help but dance around the living room of her apartment with excitement. Miami used to be a dream. Someplace she'd try and visit when she was older. Now she was getting to live there for the next seven months.
In anticipation of Happy's arrival, Alex began furiously throwing her belongings into bags and boxes, though she tried to keep some level of order to them, it was pretty much a free for all. There was something so strangely invigorating about the idea of living on the coast again that Alex got lost in the dizziness of packing up and almost didn't hear the door buzzer go off.
"It's Happy, let me in," her father's Head of Security greeted over the comms. All too eager, Alex buzzed him in and they immediately began packing everything they had into the Stark Industries truck he'd driven down.
"Subtle ride," she mused as they began handing boxes over to the two staff that were in the van.
"Not my first choice," Happy was quick to tell her as they continued carrying boxes, bags and small furnishings down to the street.
Another new chapter.
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Only a guy with my nutty luck could end up being his own competition!
Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1 6: “Face-to-Face with the Lizard!”
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NEW TOY NEW TOY NEW TOY
...and apparently this dropped almost two weeks ago and I only heard about it today by complete accident, so now I’m annoyed with myself for not being on top of things, but whatever, NEW TOY
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F is for Falcon
I know he's Captain America now but I drew this before the end of TFATWS aaand I like this look better 😳. Don't get me wrong, him being the new Cap is AWESOME.! I'm just talking about the outfit. 👌.
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TrailerWatch - "Venom: Let There Be Carnage"
TrailerWatch – “Venom: Let There Be Carnage”
I’m one of those folks who didn’t mind Venom. Hardy did a great job of balancing Eddie Brock and the symbiote Venom. And Woody Harrelson gave us all a taste of the manic villain Carnage. So basically I’m up for a film that digs in to the conflict between these two. (Plus, I’m looking forward to seeing more from Michelle Williams. Give that award winning gal more screen time, Marvel!)…
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Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count: 4258
Warnings: Angst, fluffy fluff, a little bit of violence, trauma, homelessness, misunderstandings, romantic friendship, platonic friendships, traffic accident, drink driving, declarations of love, happy endings. This has no smut but my blog is 18+ so no minors please.
This isn’t beta read so all mistakes are my own. This is part of the wonderful Marie’s writing challenge using inspiration from the amazing edits by @nix-akimbo
I chose long hair number 13 (it’s my lucky number). This piece is actually about Biker Bucky, his recovery after an accident that changed his life and how he equally changed the reader’s life when she had nobody left.
She wiped down the bar top whilst having a free rare moment. They were short staffed at The Lady Luck Bar again. She glanced around at the customers and wondered how she'd ever gotten to this point. She had a strong education but things changed pretty dramatically after she'd finished university. The sudden death of her mother and brother in a freak traffic accident led to her dealing with whatever was left behind. Her mother had accumulated quite a few debts. Y/N sold the house, paid the debts and for two funerals. After all the taxes, there was just about enough to secure a deposit on a flat in New York. It wasn't much but it was home. To afford living there, she ended up taking shifts at the bar, delivering sandwiches daily during the lunch period for 4 hours and doing weekend sessions teaching extra classes for kids needing extra help. Those sessions only paid for two hours but Y/N found she'd often end up there for another couple of hours helping the children who required even more help. She didn’t mind, it was fun because she felt she was making a difference. But despite having three jobs, she was lucky to bring home $1700 a month.
Three familiar faces entered and took seats at the bar. She greeted them with a genuine smile as they got comfortable.
"You're in late tonight fellas" she spoke as she automatically started pouring beers from the pump, already knowing their order.
"Aw did you miss us doll?" Bucky grinned while winking at her. She handed over the beers and took payment from Steve as she rung up the order on the till.
"How could I not miss the Three Musketeers, you three are my favourite customers" Y/N chuckled while handing Steve his change. Bucky watched Y/N as she went off to serve other customers at the bar.
"Man you have got it bad with a capital B" Sam taunted Bucky.
"I don't know what you mean" Bucky replied trying to look innocent. Steve laughed at him slapping him on the back.
"Every time we come here you stare at her with those puppy eyes" he joined in on the teasing.
"I do not" Bucky answered with a pout, he tucked some of his long hair behind his ear and took a gulp of beer. As the laughter died down, Steve checked his phone. He noticed the email from Tony.
"Tony wants us all at the party on Saturday" he informed running a hand through his hair and huffing. Sam shook his head, he knew Bucky hated these kind of things. Bucky would rather drive off into the night on his motorcycle dressed in his trademark denim and leather (if he’d ride again, that is) instead of slacks and a shirt. Bucky rolled his eyes at Steve’s comments and looked out at the bar where Y/N was now bussing tables. Truth be told, Bucky had been pining after her for some time. He couldn’t help it. He’d known her for a while. It was when he was at his lowest that she picked him up, dusted him off and helped him prepare to take on the world again.
He laid in the hospital bed. He didn’t want to see or talk to anyone. The accident happened so fast and was still vivid in his mind. He was wallowing in fear and self-pity. That’s when she broke him from his train of thought.
“Hi, Mister Barnes is it?” she smiled politely at him. “I’m Y/N, I’m a volunteer her and just wanted you to know if there’s anything you need, I’m here to help” she offered brightly. He nodded with a small grunt and said nothing to her, instead he opted to look away. She thought it was him being grumpy as he turned away from her. It was more embarrassment because he was trying to hide his sudden boner. Yes there were good looking nurses and doctors but there was something about her that jolted him and he wasn’t familiar with that feeling.
As the weeks went on, he started to memorise her work times and spent more time talking to her as he had reconstructive surgery on his knee while waiting for Tony Stark to get back to him on a prosthetic arm after losing his in that accident. She’d met Steve and Sam a few times as well as the Tony Stark himself but they didn’t faze her. She hated seeing Bucky looking so broken. She decided to start visiting him when she wasn’t on duty. It surprised him, but she enjoyed his company and even agreed to sit in on his physio sessions. During one visit, she took him for a walk in the hospital gardens, it was slow and steady to help him get used to the new knee. They sat opposite the rose bushes in silence.
“Did you manage to sort out your mother’s estate?” he suddenly asked, looking at her and trying to guess what she was thinking about.
“Yeah, everything is sold, all debts are paid including the ones I had no idea about that she and my brother set up in my name” she sighed.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that and alone as well” he tried to comfort. She smiled at him.
“Well I’ve not been alone, I’ve had you to visit and keep me company” she joked trying to deflect the actual fact that she had no real family to turn to now. He gave a wry smile realising what she was doing because he’d done it so often with Steve and Sam lately.
“What about accommodation?” he quizzed, he couldn’t help but feel concerned for her.
“I’ve got about enough to put down as a deposit on a flat but I need to give up volunteering here, I need to get another job to ensure I can afford to live there” she admitted. “But I’m still coming to visit you ok, I made a promise to help see you through this Bucky. In some bizarre way, you’ve become my closest friend” she confessed. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he rested his head atop of hers.
“I’m honoured doll” he breathed softly loving that she’d put her head on the shoulder that was minus his arm and showing that she didn’t see him any differently to anyone else.
She kept to her word, visiting him, supporting him and then being there when he was discharged. She’d go to see him daily at the home he shared with Steve and Sam, getting to know them in the process yet still insisting her and Bucky were just friends. Sam could see there was something there but since the accident Bucky was more reserved, he hadn’t been on his bike since the accident. He didn’t go out unless it was to work at the garage for Stark with Steve and Sam. It worried them both. So when Y/N told him she was working at the Lady Luck Bar in evenings now, Sam and Steve tried to get him into the routine of going to the bar after work. It was working too. Now all Sam and Steve needed to do was get them together.
As Y/N was collecting glasses, a bunch of rowdy young city workers started getting a bit fresh with her. Attempting to collect empty bottles and glasses from their table, one of the guys grabbed her ass, stepping back she responded with a slap. The guy stood up and towered over her, he reeked of beer, curry and stale cigarette smoke. Y/N tried to back away as this man, who the others were calling Randy, was swearing incoherently at her but his face was red with fury. He raised his hand to swipe at her but was stopped when a metal hand grabbed his wrist. Y/N looked up at Bucky with relief as he glared at Randy. If looks could kill, those steely dagger eyes of Bucky’s would have murdered him then and there. Steve and Sam stepped forward to back Bucky up.
“I think you owe the lady here an apology pal” Steve spoke sternly. Sam folded his arms and adjusted his stance to look more threatening.
“The whore doesn’t deserve it” Randy spat. Bucky started twisting and squeezing Randy’s wrist, he was yelling in pain. Steve and Sam just turned Randy’s friends who backed off leaving the bar and Randy.
“She. Is. Not. A. Whore. She. Is. A. Woman. Too. Good. For. This. World. And. You. Will. Treat. Her. As. Such. Am. I. Making. Myself. Clear?” Bucky grimaced trying to hold back from tearing Randy to pieces.
“Crystal… please… let me go” Randy cried.
“Apologise first” Sam ordered, nodding at Bucky who pressed his lips together.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have treated you like that” he was pleading for his release. Y/N nodded at Randy in silent acceptance as Bucky shoved him away. As he got up and moved to walk around Y/N, he muttered ‘bitch’ under his breath. Y/N tapped him on the shoulder, as Randy turned he was met with her fist to his nose with a loud cracking impact. It knocked him to the floor, blood spattering everywhere on his white shirt as it began to bleed. Sam opened the bar door while Steve threw him out and called time on the bar. The other customers grumbled a bit as they left. Steve locked the door while Sam collected the glasses. Bucky grabbed the first aid kit and pulled Y/N to a booth to look at her hand. It was red, swollen and painful. Bucky’s touch was light and soft. Apologising for every time she hissed at his touch, he looked up at her.
“You shouldn’t be working here doll, you’re too good for this shithole” he whispered. She met his gaze, her eyes glassy with tears threatening to spill.
“I have no choice Buck, I need to” she spoke under her breath. He looked at her with confusion. He knew that look too well on her. There was something she wasn’t telling him. Steve and Sam joined them.
“We’ve tidied up for you so that you don’t have to” Steve gave her that friendly grin that always made her smile. She always saw him and Sam like the brothers she’d never had. She thanked them and stood up to go to the bathroom and get her bag and jacket from the back.
As she exited the room Bucky shook his head and bit his lip frustrated. Steve noted it but chose not to push it. Bucky’s phone beeped, he checked it and rolled his eyes.
“Let me guess, the succubus” Sam joked.
“Yeah, she’s heard about Tony’s party and wants to know if I’m going to ask her” Bucky’s tone was irritated.
“How many times to you need to tell Dot no?” Steve chuckled.
“Man, I’m telling you she is so clingy and annoying. I’m so tired of it. Everyday she’s just there” he sighed. “I wouldn’t even entertain the thought of taking her to the Stark party. She’d be an embarrassment” he added. Y/N came out with her things and thanked the guys but insisted she’d be fine. Her demeanour was suddenly very different. Hurrying to lock up and get home, she seemed impatient. Now they were all confused. Once they were out and the place was locked up, Y/N excused herself fast not even hugging them. Wondering if it was just shock, they left her to it.
Y/N got home pretty fast trying to fight that burning in her chest and lump in her throat. She looked around the almost bare apartment and sat on the floor by the door sobbing. She couldn’t believe Bucky thought she was clingy, annoying and an embarrassment. It was hard enough that she felt she was a burden on him when she had problems, it was even worse that the person she was in love with thought so little of her. She looked around the rest of her flat, she wasn’t going to be there much longer. She’d tried everything, but couldn’t raise enough money. In one day she was moving into her car, it was all she had left, the other option was moving into the Lady Luck Bar and doing full time shifts with pretty much no life and a sleazy boss. She couldn’t do it.
The next few days passed pretty quickly. Bucky, Sam and Steve had a lot of work on at the garage and were disappointed at the end of each day when turning up at the bar to find Y/N wasn’t working. She wasn’t even answering her phone. Bucky was really worried about her. Despite advice from Steve and Sam to give her a bit of time because she might have been shaken by what happened, he knew something was not right. That evening he turned up at Y/N’s flat to find no response. He asked one of the neighbours if they knew where she was. The old lady told him that she’d been evicted and was living in her car somewhere. Bucky was now filled with panic. Leaving the building, he figured he would try the free parking spaces at the end of the street. There she was, sitting in the back seat of her car. He knocked on the window startling her. Slowly, she got out of her car to talk to him.
“Y/N what the hell is going on?” he asked. There was concern on his face but she had to remind herself of what he’d said.
“It’s nothing for you to worry about” Y/N replied. Bucky was frustrated at the response.
“You are one of my best friends Y/N, how can you say that?” he tried to rein his voice in but it didn’t quite work that way. Y/N snapped her head upward to look at him with pain in her eyes.
“So you are embarrassed by all of your clingy and annoying best friends then or is it just me? Just… Just leave me alone Bucky ok!” she shouted at him, tears rolling down her cheeks as she got back in the car, locked the doors and pulled down the small car window blinds. Bucky was astounded. He wasn’t sure what to do next and left feeling like he’d been hit in the heart with an axe. This was the woman he was in love with. How could she think he thought that of her?
He got back to his shared apartment. Sam walked straight over to him to ask but saw that Bucky had been crying. Bucky shook his head and went straight to his room. He didn’t want to talk. He must have been in his room for about three hours before resurfacing to get some pizza. He sat on the sofa with Steve and Sam who were watching some sports comedy film that had Steve almost choking. Bucky remained silent and picked at his slice of pizza. He wondered if Y/N had eaten, whether she was able to get a hot shower. His mind was running a hundred miles per minute. Sam paused the film.
“So what happened?” Steve asked. Bucky shook his head, his long hair covered his face slightly.
“She’s been evicted and is living in her car” he spoke quietly. Sam’s brow furrowed as he and Steve exchanged baffled glances.
“Why isn’t she here, did you not tell –” Sam started to be cut off by Bucky almost shouting back at him.
“Yes I tried to talk to her Sam. She thinks I think that she is annoying, clingy and an embarrassment. Why would she even think that? I could never think that of the woman I love” his voice quietened towards the end of what he was saying but they heard it and their eyes widened. They knew he had feelings for her but never thought it was that deep. Steve slapped his own forehead suddenly.
“She must have heard you talking about Dot but thought it was her you were talking about” Steve pointed out.
“She won’t talk to me Steve so it won’t matter ok” Bucky dejectedly spoke. He got up and went back to his room. Once he was out of earshot, Steve and Sam started outlining a plan of action.
Steve and Bucky left for work while Sam called in a day off saying he had to help Sarah through something. Once they were gone, Sam got dressed and headed over to where Bucky said Y/N had parked her car. Sam’s heart almost broke seeing her in the back of her car. He knocked on her window. She got out of the car and he gave her a hug. Instantly she broke down in tears.
She wasn’t sure how he’d talked her into it but they’d driven to the apartment and he let her take a hot shower and get dressed into fresh clothes while he made her a hot breakfast. She couldn’t help but hum in contentment at the taste of the scrambled eggs. She’d not had a proper meal in weeks, when the money problems just got worse. She took a sip of the coffee Sam had given her and smiled into the hot beverage.
“So what’s going on Y/N? Why didn’t you tell us? Bucky’s been going out of his mind in worry for you” Y/N scoffed at his comment.
“He told you what he thought of me at the bar Sam” she huffed as she had a mouthful of eggs. Sam laughed.
“Girl he’s crazy about you. He was in tears last night and confessed that he’s in love with you. What you heard was him talking about Dot, you know Dot from posh boutique near the garage?” he asked Y/N nodded as she ate, “She’s been harassing him. He did one good deed for her then suddenly she got his number from somewhere and will not leave him alone” he explained. Y/N felt terrible, how could she have not known? She shook her head.
“Are you all going to Tony’s party tonight?” she quizzed.
“Tony wants us there but Buck really doesn’t want to go”
“It’s the fifth anniversary Sam” she reminded him.
“Oh shit, I completely forgot” Sam shook his head and sent a text to Steve. While Sam and Steve started messaging Tony, Y/N had an idea on how to sort things out with Bucky.
Bucky felt relieved that he didn’t have to attend the party, yes he’d been stuck with closing up but he didn’t mind. He knew by the time he got home they’d be ready to leave and pick up their respective dates for the evening. When he got there he couldn’t stop laughing at how the guys were running around like they were late for prom night.
“Buck can you grab my wallet from my bed while I help Steve with his bow tie please” Sam begged. Bucky laughed and made his way into Sam’s room. He saw Y/N sitting on the edge of the bed. She stood up and fiddled with her fingers nervously. Bucky closed the door behind him and turned back to Y/N.
“I’m sorry Buck. I got the wrong end of the stick and thought you’d said those things about me” she admitted with shame.
“I don’t care about that, why didn’t you tell me about the eviction? What happened?” he asked.
“A few months ago my rent was raised and I couldn’t make the payments. I pretty much sold every item I could, I wasn’t eating much and it still wasn’t enough. The only thing I kept was my car, to sleep in” she couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She could feel his gaze on her and didn’t want to see the look of disappointment.
“So you’ve not been eating properly either?” he double checked. She shook her head, “doll” he sighed pulling her into his arms, resting his chin lightly atop of her head. He could feel her trembling, her silent tears absorbed by his black t-shirt. They came out of Sam’s room to find that Sam and Steve had left. They sat down together. Saying nothing as they just hugged.
“I have something for you, I left it on your bed” Y/N confessed. Bucky looked at her as if she was crazy. He quickly made his way to his room. She heard him shouting happily, he returned wearing the leather jacket with the embroidered white wolf on the back. He went silent and tilted his head to one side with the softest smile she’d ever seen.
“Come here” he breathed huskily. She got up and walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his forehead to hers.
“I love you, I don’t mean as a friend, I mean I’m in love with you Y/N. I know that things have been tough but you don’t have to face them alone” he whispered pressing his plump pink lips to hers in a light kiss.
“I’m in love with you too Buck. I have been for five years” she admitted smiling into his kiss as he brushed his lips over hers again.
“Move in here, with me. You can take time to find a job you’ll enjoy, no more part time making ends meet struggles. I want to be there for you, take care of you and help you” his eyes were begging her.
“On one condition” she beamed.
“Anything” he promised. She slipped out of his embrace and made sure he had his keys. She led him downstairs to the back of the block where they lived. Next to Steve and Sam’s bikes was his old bike, clean, shiny and repaired. She felt his hand squeeze hers as he nervously swallowed. His palm was beginning to sweat a little. She hugged onto him and observed as he saw his bike for the first time in five long years. That’s how long he’d avoided riding. She wouldn’t force him to ride it, but she felt it was time that he saw the bike again. Steve had spent time rebuilding it over the last five years, Sam repainted it and gave it the old shine it used to have when he’d ride with pride.
“I figured you might like to get reacquainted with Pegasus. You don’t have to ride her now if you don’t want to. But she’s ready for you” Y/N promised earnestly as Bucky let go of her and moved around his bike slowly. Memories of that oncoming juggernaut lorry hitting him and dragging him under the wheels because the driver was inebriated and nearly seven times over the limit. The screams of terror and pain, losing consciousness and waking up to no left arm. He closed his eyes. He told himself it was over, he’d moved on and it was now time to face this. He could do it. He could especially do it if Y/N was with him. He took a deep breath, stood up straight. Straddling his bike, he ran his hands over the handle bars. He nodded to himself. Looking over at Y/N, he gave her a shy lopsided smile and patted the seat. She wasted no time sitting behind him. He instructed her on how to get comfortable as held onto him tightly and rested her head on his back. She whispered to him that she loved him. She couldn’t see how those words melted through his anxiety like a hot knife through butter. He started up the bike and they set out on the road.
Bucky felt free, like he was no longer chained to his fears as they zipped down road after road. It was contagious, those feelings flowed through Y/N as she felt Bucky relax into the ride. She’d never felt safer in her life. He slowed to a stop by a park near Stark Tower. They got off the bike and he looked at her with nothing but adoration.
“You’ve been with me through it all Y/N. I was so stupid to not realise there was something really wrong”
“Hey, it’s not a problem. I was at fault too. But one thing will never change and that’s how much I love you” she promised standing on tip toes to kiss him deeply, a move he immediately reciprocated.
“Ok kids move it along” Steve joked teasing them as he, Nat, Sam and Wanda approached them.
“Finally” Sam laughed looking at them both for answers. Y/N drew her line of sight to Pegasus and Steve’s eyes panned.
“Wait… Buck… You…”
“Yeah I rode down here with Y/N. She got me back on there,” he admitted proudly. He pulled Y/N to him to make sure there was no space between them.
“I’m proud of you Buck” Sam cheekily grinned. He nodded accepting it without a sniping comment in return. They heard Dot screaming at Brock Rumlow, an idiot in accounting who managed to get beer down her white dress. She stopped upon seeing Bucky and smiled at him.
“Hey Buck, I was thinking –” he cut Dot off.
“Dot, whatever you want the answer is no. Lose my number ok because I’ve got everything I need right here in my arms,” he paused to look at Y/N and kissed her tenderly, “I love you doll, you’re my saviour” he whispered.
“You’re my saviour too Buck” she replied thanking the heavens for that day five years ago when they first met.
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