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The Boxer - Chapter 1

Summary: (Y/N) moves to New York City in search of a new life, only to find a handsome man working out at her local gym. He’s covered in cuts and bruises, oozing with bad decisions, but (Y/N) can’t help but being attracted immediately. Surely, this isn’t a good idea, but what’s the harm in being friends?

A/N: hi! i started this account to encourage myself to write more as a distraction from school, and this is my first fanfic. hope you enjoy <3

Word Count: 1.1k

The dim fluorescent lights strained my eyes almost immediately upon entering the run down gym. It was late, almost too late to begin exercising, but I needed to do something instead of tossing and turning in my bed. Moving into a new city was an idea that always sounded nice, but I was constantly itching to be doing something, even when I had no one to keep me occupied.

The sounds of my footsteps echoed into my ears as I walked up to the front desk, but the man standing there didn’t pay any mind to it. 

“Hi, I’m here to start a membership.” Flashing my sweetest smile when the man rolled his eyes at a new member attending the gym at 11pm, and he began tapping away on the keyboard of his computer. 

“New here?” The man asked. My eyes flashed down to his name tag. Bucky.

“Just moved here a week ago. This is the closest gym to my apartment.” I handed him my drivers license to help get the process going, not really wanting to talk about this right now.

“Welcome to New York, (Y/N).” Bucky gave me a small smile as he handed over my gym card.

As I took a turn into the main gym, I couldn’t help but notice someone in the corner. I didn’t think there would be other people here this time of night, but obviously, I was wrong. His blonde hair was soaking, sweat dripping down his face as he beat a punching bag with all of his might. His chest heaved up and down as he stopped the bag from moving with his large hands.

“Hey Steve, try not to break one tonight.” Bucky came out from behind his desk and stood in front of (apparently) Steve with his arms crossed.

Steve let out a heft laugh as he wiped his face with a towel, “No promises Buck!” He looks over towards me, locking eyes. I quickly looked away and made my way to the nearest treadmill. 

He was attractive, no doubt about that. When he looked at me, I caught a glimpse of his strikingly blue eyes, but I couldn’t focus on that right now. I was here to get some energy out before heading back to my apartment, and the point of being in a new city was to focus on myself. Not to drool over a hot guy in the gym.

I felt proud of myself for dispelling the thoughts of him out of my head, but I couldn’t help stealing some glances from the man in the corner. All of a sudden, he wasn’t there anymore.

“Hey, I’ve never seen you around here before.” Steve was standing next to me with a slight smile tugging on his lips.

I put the treadmill to a stop, and nervously played with my fingers. “New to town, came here about a week ago.” He nodded, taking in my words and held his hand out.

“Steve.”

“(Y/N),” I said shaking his hand.

“This area can get pretty dangerous if you’re not careful, I suggest you invest in some mace or something.” Steve stretched his arms over his broad chest, and I couldn’t help but take a look where his shirt was slightly riding up, giving me a glimpse of his abs.

“Thanks, but my apartment is pretty close, so I don’t think I’ll have any problems,” I explain as I get off the treadmill, slightly embarrassed that this man was getting me more worked up than exercising ever could. “Are you a boxer?”

He wrapped the towel around his neck nodding, “Been doing it for as long as I could remember.” Biting my lip, I finally took notice of the cuts and bruises on his face. On his right cheek, a healing cut with a nasty yellow bruise resided there. His knuckles were cut up, as if all he stuck his hand in a pile of glass. The evidence of violence deeply contrasted his overall appearance. His short blonde hair, pearly white teeth, and ocean eyes made me think of the average All-American boy.

“Professionally?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. 

Steve lets out a chuckle and flashes his teeth at me with a grin, “Something like that.” Sensing my confusion, he clarified, “It’s not my day job, and I fight at a shady place, but it does help pay the bills.” Bucky calls out to him from the front, and he rolls his eyes at the sound of his friend. 

“It was nice meeting you, it’ll be nice having a familiar face,” I say smiling.

“Likewise. Hope to see you around more, doll.” he winked before making his way towards his friend, leaving me blushing next to the treadmill.

During the rest of my workout, I couldn’t help but think of Steve pounding on the punching bag in the corner. He threw punches with such a ferocity, I wouldn’t want to be on the other end of his rage. Maybe he’ll invite me to watch a fight, but if he’s invading my thoughts after only seeing him in the gym, imagine the effects he’ll have on me after seeing him in action!

I rolled my eyes at my thoughts. Clearly, I’ve forgotten the rules I’ve set for myself before moving. I couldn’t get interested in a man I’ve just met, even if he is an attractive boxer. I’m here to start a new life for myself, and that means I need to take it slow. Diving in too deep and too fast will only end badly for me, but who says I can’t be friends with him?

Chuckling to myself at the pining going on in my mind, I clean the machine I was using, and make my way towards the front. Steve is nowhere to be found, but Bucky was finishing up locking everything. 

He gives me a small wave, “Have a good night (Y/N), don’t let Steve scare you. I don’t think this area is that bad.”

“I’m sure you don’t nothing bad ever happens to a man at night,” I joke and he lets out a huff of laughter.

“I suppose you’re right about that.” After returning his wave, I exit the old gym, and make my way towards my new apartment. Of course, I felt the compelling need to analyze my surroundings as I walked. It wasn’t the best neighborhood. In fact, this area wasn’t my first choice, but it had cheap apartments. Staying on high alert, I couldn’t allow myself to get distracted by the boxer with striking blue eyes that could stop anyone in their tracks.

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Wishing to be The Friction (In Your Jeans)

(YES THE TITLE IS CHEESY)

Okay, so, I figured out my plotline, figured out my own boundaries, and how I want to portray the characters.

So pumpkins; here's the ThunderShield, Side WinterIron, Jealous!Steve fic, with Good!Understanding!Pining! Thor.

(ALSO: Small tiny trigger warning for the very non-descript vomiting at the end...)

"It wasn't supposed to be like this," Steve whimpers, head buried in his arms, left hand twisted around the small tumbler of orange-ish liquid, "I didn't even know that he'd even take an interest!"

Thor clapped a comforting hand on Steve's shoulder, nodding along solemnly. He quietly topped off Steve's glass, placing the flask of mead back in his jacket. It was better for the blonde to get it out now, lest it build and cause another war among his teammates. 

"He just, just-" Steve hiccuped then, a small rosy blush coloring his face at the noise, "Sorry. But he just- And Tony just-! And now they're- they're- Like that!" Steve swung himself in the direction of the small couch, where a drunk Tony was sitting on his best friend's lap, hands buried in his hair as he moved his hips to the beat of the song playing. 

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"But they are happy, are they not?" Thor supplied, grabbing Steve before he fell off of the barstool. Steve just narrowed his eyes at the bigger blonde, taking a moment to center himself before continuing. 

"Sure. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm happy that they're happy…" 

"But?" 

"But it should be me!" Steve slapped his hand on his thigh, pouting a little. He wobbled a bit, grabbing the offered hand in order to remain on the stool. 

"Steven-" 

"Like, lookit 'em. Lookit. That could've been me," Steve threw a hand out in front of him, motioning to the two still on the couch. 

Natasha had gotten a spray bottle from somewhere and had taken to spraying the two brunets, muttering about communal floors and time and place. That hadn't made the genius move though, no, if anything it made him cling tighter to the other super soldier. Steve couldn't help but scoff, rolling his eyes at the pair. 

"Which one?" Thor's voice spoke, and Steve almost startled. He almost forgot the blonde god sitting next to him. 

"I- Either of them!" Steve cried, spinning to face the other man. Really, was it hard to figure out? He'd loved Bucky, ever since they were kids, but it wasn't acceptable back then. He loved Tony too though, they worked well, had an amazing banter, and all the innuendo the world could handle. Really, if he could be either, he'd be good, absolutely fine… right? 

"It seems, my friend, you know not what you desire," Thor laughed, clapping his hand on Steve's shoulder again. 

"Hmph," Steve muttered as he took another drink from the tumbler in his hand, "Maybe I don't." He held his glass out again, frowning when the god only laughed and shook his head. 

"I do believe you've had enough." Steve could probably agree. Probably. Because for the first hour he'd stuck to things that were guaranteed to metabolize within minutes, but for the past hour and a half, he and Thor had occupied their spots on their barstools, passing Asgardian mead back and forth. The buzz felt pleasant, warm, like an electric blanket under his skin. 

"So what about you?" Steve asked suddenly, leaning his arms on the bar once again, "Anyone special since you got back from home? I mean with the new haircut, the eyepatch…" 

Thor cocked an eyebrow, watching the blonde super soldier spinning his glass against the table. It might not have been a wise decision, getting Steve drunk after all. The blonde seemed fragile, especially now, broken down in a way the Thor had only seen on the hardest of Asgard's Warriors. It wasn't wise, not now. Too much truth, and it would confuse the Captain further, a lie would probably just push him away outright. Thor couldn't bring himself to either option, trying for a middle ground, something that would keep the conversation alive. 

"I fear I have been too busy," The god answered. Steve nodded his head, puffing out his bottom lip as he downed the rest of what was in his glass. Thor winced a bit when the glass hit the countertop, harder than was intended, surely. 

"Yeah," Steve muttered, flinching when Thor gently took the glass from his clenched hand, he was fine. Really. Tony and Bucky were happy, and he hadn't seen Bucky smile in… decades, holy shit. 

"You yourself were frozen in ice, were you not?" Thor asked gently, and Steve blushed. He hadn't meant to say any of it out loud. "Worry not, Steven, your secrets are secure with me." 

"I'm sorry," Was what Steve meant to say, but the tail end was followed a little too closely by a sickening turning in his stomach. Oh yeah. This happened last time too, Steve thought as he dove for the can on the side of the bar. 

There was some yelling, laughs ringing out through the whole room, before a large hand was clapping him on the back, rubbing at the middle. The laughs continued throughout his little fit, but Thor's hand never left his back, which was good, because he was very afraid of diving headfirst into the trashcan. 

He vaguely remembered Thor's voice above the noise, a suggestion to leave the celebration, and then being fucking *carried* away from the party.

So, there it is. In all it's beginning glory. Set in an AU were Infinity War hasn't happened yet (It might not ever in this universe) and Civil War ended VERY differently.

I hope you guys enjoyed, let me know what you think!!

(Sidenote: I'll probably be getting back to the 85th series soon, so watch for that!)

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Anon 1 said:

hey!!! ok so this is SUPER vague but it was a oneshot i read back in 2016/early 2017 and it was something like the avengers travelling through steves memories or something???? I'm not sure if the memories were bucky related because i remember at the end bucky is there????? sorry for how vague this is but it might be post cacw and vision might be involved but if u can't find this no worries!!!!!

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Anon 2 said:

hey where’s that fic where ppl dig up bucky and think he’s steve?

Anon, abarbaricyalp, dragonflybeach and gwydions sent in Seven times Steve Rogers was not what everyone expected him to be (+1 time he really, really wasn't what everyone expected him to be) by StuckySituation (complete | 3,515 | T)

buckysxmetalxarm said:

Hi, sorry, I tried looking through ao3 tags searching a/b/o, omega!steve alpha!bucky, mpreg but I don't remember enough bout the fic to find it :/ I kno it’s a/b/o & Steve‘s an Omega and he’s pregnant, (was since before the ice but didn’t know it) & the Winter Soldier is really attracted to his scent & Steve doesn't know why cause other Alphas shouldn't like the smell of pregnant Omegas that aren't theirs but like it is Bucky's so he likes it? That's all I remember? Sorry & thank you in advance!

Anon 3 said:

Hey a few years ago I read a long ass stucky fic. The author used “real” events from the mcu but added much more detail. Eg they wrote missions w the howling commando etc. back then it wasn’t completed and somehow lost is. In a chapter where Steve was on his first (?) mission (the one where he was looking for buck) and Came back with Bucky. During that time they already made some experiments w Buck and he was starting to feel weird while staying in a tent w Cap?? I was wondering if you know which one I mean and if yes is it still up?? What’s it called??

Anon 4 said:

I'm having a hard time finding this fic- I think it was a pwp where Bucky like accidentally Pavlov'd Steve into getting hard every time he put his hair up? Does anyone know what I'm talking about asdfghjkl

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deep-dark-purple said: (sex work)

Trying to find a College/Dom!Steve/Sub!Bucky/prostitute!Bucky/John!SteveAU that Ive lost & Ive had no luck Bucky is hustling through college(TJ era)and Steve(big/older)is going back & they meet in science class/go to group study sessions I think & then catch feelings Meanwhile theres a lot of rope tying(Steve took classes to do)& a scene I remember vividly is where Bucky comes but Steve purposely makes it so Bucky doesnt get the release of it though Bucky says something like You ruined it & sobs

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Anon 5 said:

Could you help me with this particular fic that happened after Civil War it's basically Steve taking Bucky to an isolated place while getting rid of Bucky's winter soldier activation code-- Steve gets hurt a lot before he finally made it through the entire code without Bucky going violent. Thanks!

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Anon 6 said:

I’ve been looking for this fic for ages - modern times but canon compliant up until tws. I think the fic is post-tws. Bucky finds a pregnant cat (or cat with kittens?) and keeps it. He then later on gives each kitten to an avenger and, i believe, keeps momma cat. I’m not sure how stucky centric it is

sweet-nightingale-96 said:

Hi, I was wondering if you can help me find a fic. In this fic Bucky has escaped hydra before Steve wakes up. Bucky has no memories of his time in Hydra, but he is there when Steve becomes an Avenger. I believe the story was called The Red Star, or something like that. But I’m not sure. I do remember it retelling the movies from Avengers (2012) and onward with Bucky in it, if that helps?

Anon 7 said:

hi there was this one fix where Steve and Bucky were fwb in the 40s and Steve confessed to Bucky he shot Steve down thinking he was protecting him and fast forward to the present where Bucky doesn't remember what he did to Steve only that they were intimate

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Anon 8 said:

I'm looking for a fic where bucky moves in with Steve who's a retired captain and the entire fic they're learning how to be roomies while also pining and at one point bucky is in a bathtub full of kittens and i can't remember the title for the life of me. Any thoughts?

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Anon 9 said:

Hi! Ive gone deep In my ao3 history and in your post caws tag and I just can’t seem to find this fic I’m looking for. I just can’t recall the fic description. What I remember from it is Bucky sneaking into the avengers tower & only Steve knows for a while and Bucky always gets high on Steve’s Tranquilizer lollipops. At the end Bucky confesses he’s loved Steve the whole time & Steve gets upset & beats up punching bags. This has been a week long search & I hope it’s findable!

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tygerblaze said:

It was Stucky, where Tony sees Bucky undergo the chair torture by General Ross. Decides, I’m gonnna break him out, cause no one deserves that. He calls Steve from the road while Bucky is recovering in the car, it becomes a slight road trip and Bucky becomes friends with Tony. Not sure if it’s post civil war or post tws.

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Anon 10 said: (sex work)

I'm dying- I can't find this fic and I don't remember a whole lot. I think Steve was a small dom and had Bucky as a client (I think?) and they were trying like binding (?) and Bucky safeworded and left in a panic and it led to Steve dropping. Bucky came back and was like "?? is this top drop are you dropping" and Steve was like "yeah" and I can't remember anything after that lmao I could've sworn one of the tags was topdrop but I couldn't find it and I... need help ty <3

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Anon 11 said: (rape/noncon)

Hi, I`m searching for a fic it was from Ao3. Bucky and Steve had a relationship before. The Winter Soldier is brought back to the tower. At some point he is in a room together with Steve. The other looking at them via cameras. The WS has manipulated the look at the door so Steve can´t get out of the room an the others can´t get in. The WS/Bucky forces himself on Steve, who doesn´t fight back, because Steve thinks when Bucky is totally himself again he would be terrified of his actions otherwise.

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[an-obsessed-writer]

The Boxer - Chapter Two

Summary: (Y/N) moves to New York City in search of a new life, only to find a handsome man working out at her local gym. He’s covered in cuts and bruises, oozing with bad decisions, but (Y/N) can’t help but being attracted immediately. Surely, this isn’t a good idea, but what’s the harm in being friends?

Word Count: 1.2k

Part One

The next time I saw Steve was a few nights later and, for lack of better words, he looked awful. A shoulder sling was off to the side and the punching bag was taking a harder beating than the last time you had seen him. Something had happened, and the increase of cuts on his face gave me a good idea of what went down. 

When his eyes met my stare, Steve simply nodded before resuming his workout, much to my dismay. He wasn’t there earlier. I would’ve noticed him immediately with how bruised his face was, at least, that’s what I like to tell myself. Let’s be honest, he was a stunning man. His tight, dri-fit top hugged his muscles and left little to the imagination. 

There was no doubt that Steve was a ridiculously fit man, anyone would be an idiot not to admit that. With every punch, the bag was pushed further and further away before swinging back to him. His mouth was slightly ajar to help him breathe, biting his lip whenever sweat dripped down. With his blonde hair sticking to his forehead, he couldn’t look more handsome, even under these damned lights.

I was so distracted by Steve, I hadn’t even noticed Bucky sitting in the corner, a look of concern etched on his face. My ears could hear the full conversation from afar, and tried to pick up some weights to look like I wasn’t eavesdropping. I was almost done for tonight, anyway.

‘Great,’ I thought. ‘I make two acquaintances and I’m already spying on their conversations.’

“Take it easy, alright? You won that last fight, but only by pure luck. With how beaten up you were, everyone was surprised you didn’t fall. I don’t know how you mustered up the strength to knock the guy out. Care for your shoulder before it turns from a sprain to a full on dislocation.” Bucky looked disapprovingly at Steve and grabbed the punching bag before he could hit it again.

“I’m fine, Buck. My next fight is in a week, I’ll be healed by then.” He huffed before grabbing a towel and his water bottle. “Learning how to push through the pain is how you win. That’s how I stayed up in the last few rounds. I haven’t lost yet, and I don’t plan on it for a while. I was already out of training for a couple days, I gotta get back into it now.”

Bucky scoffed, “Well you won’t be winning anymore if you have a bum shoulder.” Steve gave his friend a sharp look before packing up his stuff into his duffle bag.

I turned my back toward them, putting the weights down and making sure to wipe off my fake sweat from the equipment. The two men were gone when I turned back, and I let out a sigh of relief. It felt wrong listening in on their conversations, but I couldn’t help it. Steve looked like he’d been run over, and it was normal for me to be concerned, right?

‘Not for a guy you met a few nights back.’ 

I rolled my eyes myself, acting like some lovesick puppy for a guy I’ve had one conversation with. Making my way to the front doors of the gym, a familiar voice spoke up.

“You ever get that mace?” Steve gave me a crooked smile when I turned around, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. The same man who was covered in healing injuries still somehow managed to look like a puppy.

“No, actually. Haven’t had the time.” 

He sucks his teeth, and after a few moments that seemed like forever, he opens the door. “Let me walk you home.”

‘I’m fine, really,’ was what I wanted to say, but Steve was intriguing. Besides, I wanted to know more about the fight that went down. Instead of opposing, I walked through the door, exiting the gym with him.

Neither of us talked for a few minutes, only the sounds of the occasional car passing could be heard. Not wanting to be an intruder, but also curiosity got the better of me, and I looked over at him, “So what happened to you?”

Steve glanced at me before shoving his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. “Why do ya wanna know?” 

I rolled my eyes at his attempt to deflect from the topic, “Call it concern for a friend.”

Steve huffed a laugh and looked over at me, “Had a fight. Lasted a little longer than I wanted it to, but I won. That’s all that matters.” He turned his head away from me, focusing instead on the sidewalk. The street lamps didn’t light up the area much, but I could still see the ghost of a pained look on his face as we walked side by side. “Bucky practically banned me from the gym for two nights. I swear it’s not that bad.”

“Yeah? Try looking at a mirror.” Steve rolled his eyes, and that was all either of us had to say on the topic. Getting closer to the apartment complex, I picked at my palms as we walked, itching to keep conversation going.

It was his turn to break the silence. “So what brings you to New York?”

“Why do ya wanna know?” He smiled at my attempt at mocking him, and I continued, trying to make most of the short time of the walk. “I got a decent nursing job at a hospital nearby. Pretty decent pay from what I used to have, although, that wasn’t pretty hard to top. My old city was small. Everyone knew everyone, and it was just time for me to get out. Everything was too familiar. I figured there was something bigger waiting out there for me, so why not look for it at the Big Apple?” 

Steve nodded, taking a moment to think about my answer before responding, “I’ve been here practically my whole life. I live in the place my ma used to live, go to the same gym Buck and I went to as teenagers, now he owns the damn place. Nothing wrong with familiarity.”

The corners of my mouth tugged into a smile. Staring down at the ground at my feet, I shrugged my shoulders. “Yeah, I guess not.” 

‘I wouldn’t mind becoming familiar with you.’ I discreetly shook my head, ridding the thought before it could get too far.

Luckily, the views of the brick building apartment building came into view before we could get too deep into our conversations. With everything already said by him, I could feel a pull into wanting to get more out, and that’s a dangerous thing to get sucked into.

“Well, this is me,” I say as our footsteps came to a stop, and Steve looked up at the building. “Thanks for walking me home, really. I didn’t need it, but it was nice having company. Been way too busy at work to make friends.”

He flashed another one of his famous, sickly sweet smiles, and shrugged nonchalantly. “See you around doll, maybe get some form of protection so I don’t have to walk you home every night.” With a wink, Steve set out on his way home. I couldn’t help but replay the entire interaction over and over in my head before heading up to my apartment. 

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