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shadfanfic · 1 year

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A rough week 2

Miss y/n?

daddy! Stucky x little! reader

warnings: angst, shy reader in this chapter, flufffffff, mention of blood, didn’t edit too sleepy 😎 (if i forgot something please tell me)

a/n: OMG! I love every single one of you!! Thank you so much for the likes and comments I’m so glad you like my story 🤍🤍

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-flash back-

2 year before the chapter “you asked for this”

you covered your ears and closed your ears really hard trying to confess yourself that everything your going threw is a nightmare, your father is the most dangerous person off course the avengers enemy, your enemy too you hate him for doing stupid stuff and not listening to you when you tried to tell him you weren’t comfortable around his group cause the way they were looking at you not like their child, no

They looked at you in a really really disgusting way, you hide in the basement so they don’t find you cause you knew they were planning to do something bad to you-

“Hello?” You heard boy’s voice and you immediately stood up with a peace of sharp mirror in your hand trying to defend yourself with it “hey hey, I’m not trying to hurt you, easy” the guy said “B-back off” you spook and sob hard getting so nervous cause we weren’t able to see his face, you were so tired acting so mature and tough you just wanted to live a normal live without stressing every minute over your dad’s stupid choices and friends, “Please put that down your bleeding” the boy stepped closer and closer making you stepping back “I didn’t d-do anything! Please le-leave!” You cried and hit the wall behind you and he stood in front of you but not so close giving space off course “I know i know I’m only here to help you okay?” He said gently and hold out his hand “let me help you, may i?”

He leaned down and grabbed your hand gently taking the glass out slowly and hold your arm “I need to clean it” he looked at you now you recognise that voice,spiderman?

you just looked up at him with your puppy eyes and sob “Okay, come with me” he hold your wrist so he doesn’t hurt your bleeding palm “N-..no” you shock your head no immediately “what do you mean no?” He sighed at your crying face “Please no” you begged “okay okay fine, then wait here” he said and walk outside so fast

it was your chance to run away his nice yeah but what if he was only gone to bring his group?, you went to change your clothes into An outfit not a party outfit just a normal one, you cleaned your own palm painfully and warped it with some clothing

Taking a deep breath and walk into the room your dad’s in “dad?”You called in a really broken voice but emotionless face “Yeah yeah y/n” he looked down at you and you put a fake smile “I’m going out” he nod at that couldn’t care less and looked at his friends smiling happily and big

“Asshole-“ you whispered angrily and decided to walk out ignoring everyone who was trying to talk to you, this is your only chance to get away from this hell your dad is wasted from drinking

“Y/n!” You Heard peter calling, you turned around “Wait” he said and you just shock your head no and start running outside as fast as you can

“hey, no running in the hall young lady” a blonde tall guy talked to you and smiled a really sweet smile “vision, thanks” peter talked and smiled at vision then vision just walked away with wanda “If you don’t leave me alone I’m gonna tell my dad that the avengers are here” you looked up at him and he just smiled a bit “you well not cause you hate him and you hate this place too so” he reach to grab your arm but you stopped him “leave me alone” you spoke with shaky voice getting so mad and kinda scared of what’s about to happen, the avengers are here! All of them

“Oh look who it is!, the daughter! Okay kid out of here the party gonna start soon” tony stark came out of nowhere and ruffle your hair with a smile you just gluped and start stepping back trying to run but you only hit someone’s chest, you turned around and you saw a smily steve rogers “Miss y/n please go with peter” he smiled and you shock your head no angry “hey were still treating you nicely so you gonna listen or something bad well happen to you” clint talked and looked at you dead in the eyes then walk pass you and steve

You sighed and nod “Fine” you gave up and peter hold your hand “Thank you so much!” Peter said smiling and ran outside of the villa , he was walking to a girl and guy look like they were the same age as him

“hey! I’m mj! Annd this is ned!” The girl talked with a happy smile and the guy next to her waved happily “Your cool to be honest” ned smiled and you just stayed quiet, so confused at everything that’s happening so quick!

——after 2 weeks

You were in the avengers campus now, you don’t know why but you kinda like it here you not gonna lie, everyone is nice, caring and they definitely listening to you but you were upset about something, too shy to say what it was but you really need it, a stuffie the stuffie you always hold you got it a month ago yeah but still you loved it so much .. but they’re not gonna go to your dad’s big villa just for a toy..

“Hey y/n how are you” bucky came into the room with steve they both were Smiling big, you smiled a bit “hey bucky, I’m good how are you?” You answered quietly and started to blush a bit, your in a little space at moment and them coming into the room all of the sudden made you blush way too much “Your too quiet y/n, you wanna talk?” steve entered the room and close the door

“Uh i-..i don’t knohow what your talking about” you giggled nervously and blushes harder at the sound of their laugh “Well, we brought you something from your home” they both sat down in front of you with a soft smile “Oh?” You sat up straight getting curious “what is it?” You asked trying to see what they were hiding

“is that yours y/n?” Bucky asked and showed you your stuffie with a soft smile, “you like being a baby sometimes?” Steve smiled and hand you your notebook “s-..sorry” you glupped with teary eyes flustered from embarrassment “Hey, its all good y/n, its okay really we actually find that adorable”bucky smiled “Yeah .. y/n.. what would you feel .. if were, *sigh*” steve was talking but he was so nervous “We want to be your caregivers” bucky continued and giggle at steve nervousness “yeah that”steve giggled too turning pink, you smiled big with teary eyes and hold your stuffie hard and nod “okay” they both smiled big at your quick respond

—after a month—

You walked slowly to your daddies bedroom it’s 1am you woke up from a really bad nightmare.. your daddies leaving you for someone else, you start knocking the door super quietly immediately regretting it, what if they got mad? What if they were busy? They needed to sleep early they must start training at 5am .. you were so scared to make them upset or even bored, you never ask for too much your so scared of losing them

“doll face?, you didn’t hear me say come in?” Bucky talked with his sleepy voice while looking down at you he did opened the door seconds ago but you didn’t notice cause you were lost in your thoughts “Someone is thinking about allot of stuff huh” steve said and smiled when you looked at him “s-..sorry daddy.. sorry papa i just-.. I’m gonna go” you talked not looking at none just playing with your stuffies arm nervously and holding it so tight “Well not after i got up for you miss” bucky said in a really playful voice and pick you up with ease and enter the room locking the door “n-no i woke you up daddy?-.. s-sorry” you start to feel so bad for waking him up “yeah you better be sorry I didn’t like it” daddy looked you dead in the eyes and hold you so tight “So you gonna get a good punishment” steve closed his book and looked at you with a soft smile , bucky throwed you in the bed playfully making you squeal surprised “Now I can’t control the monster inside of me y/n I’m so sorry” bucky talked dramatically and start squeezing your sides and tummy randomly and so fast

You gasped and immediately start screaming and laughing loudly “d-..daddy” you laughter got louder and louder every second making your daddies laugh with you uncontrollably “P-papa he-help ! I CANT!!” You tried to curl up to protect your stomach but steve grabed your left thigh and hold it down with his big hand “take your punishment like a good girl baby or it’s gonna get only worse” steve said with a teasing tone in his voice making you more flustered as he started squeezing your thigh-

“o-okay !! OKAY ! I’LL DOHO ANYTHING!” You yelled with red cheeks and teary eyes

Both of them stopped and smile at you “Okay since you said anything!” Bucky laid down and hold you tight while steve laid in your other side warping his arm around you and bucky,

“I want you to never ever hesitate coming to us to say or do anything” bucky said in a serious tone and looked you in the eyes “Even if you think its something stupid” steve continued and smiled when you look up at him, you gluped and tear up a bit “P-..promise you n-not gonna leave me?” You asked with a really broken voice and sob “Awh baby, i promise! Your the best girl we could ever ask for, your amazing why would you think about that” steve sat straight and start wiping your tears away “I had a n-nightmare” you sobbed harder and this time bucky pick you up and put you on his lap “It’s all good now and as you said it was just a nightmare! We well never hurt you or leave you, You can sleep with us tonight” bucky offered and rub ur back “yeah and we gonna read you a story!, and cuddle all night”steve smiled seeing your small smile and excitement

“Your the best daddies!” You said and hug them both tightly with your tiny arms

————end of flash back

“We broke a promise bucky” steve said with teary eyes standing in front of your bedroom door “Hey steve, i know but lets fix it! She loves us there’s no way she’s that upset” bucky whispered trying to cheer up steve even tho deep down his chest hurts from feeling guilty -

“y/n?” Steve said in shock and you immediately sat up so scared -…

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noctumbra · 2 years

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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞

summary ─ bucky is a mess, but he’s steve’s mess.

pairing ─ bucky barnes x steve rogers

warnings ─ smut, +18, anal sex, dirty talk, pet names, sloppy fucking, praise kink, biting

a/n ─ this is your warning to scroll past today’s post if you do not like and/or ship stucky.

Bucky was laying on his belly, his legs were joined and ass high up in the air. Steve was straddling his hips as his cock moved in and out of Bucky’s slightly gaping hole.

Both of them were panting, chests red and hairs matted with sweat. Bucky was long gone; his eyes were glassy, mouth hung open as he drooled a little, and ass cherry red from the spankings Steve had gifted him here and there. Steve, not so different than Bucky, had a frown on his face as he focused on the pleasure Bucky’s slightly smaller body gave him. His hands were tingling lightly from all the spankings he had landed on Bucky’s ass, his thighs were sticky and wet, making pit-pat sounds as he pounded into Bucky. He was red all over: from his head to his very tip-toes.

“Mmm, baby,” Steve groaned with that low, deep and sexy voice of his. Bucky’s only response was to clench around him weakly. “Lookit you takin’ it so good. You were made for it, aren’t ya? Made for takin’ my dick, to get ruined, to get fucked like this. Hm, boy?” Bucky whimpered low, hands fisted the sheets under him.

Steve hummed as he placed his big hands on his bitty waist, pulling it toward him to deepen his thrusts. Bucky cried out tiredly. Each thrust of Steve’s cock was brushing against his prostate, making him see stars and making his body feel all tingly. He whimpered.

“S’eve,” he slurred. Pushing his upper body up a little with the little he had left in his arms, he started moving his hips. His hole was so thoroughly fucked, for so long with Steve’s monster cock that the slide was effortless.

Steve was right. Bucky was made for taking Steve. Made for only him.

“S’eve,” he slurred again. Steve cooed at Bucky, moving one hand from his waist to his back, rubbing the sweat-slicked muscles there before grabbing his hair. He pulled it up and towards him, causing Bucky to bear his neck and arch his back fantastically. Steve’s mouth watered at the sight. “Harder,” Bucky managed to moan.

Huffing out a breath, Steve pulled on Bucky’s hair harder and picked up the pace and strength he was putting behind his thrusts. Bucky’s immediate response was to moan throatily, loudly and going limp under Steve’s body. He was still returning the thrusts Steve was giving him, albeit weakly.

“God, baby, y’re so tight,” Steve grunted. Bucky was clenching around him like mad, and Steve was this close to coming. “Fuck,” he moaned. “You gonna make come, Buck.” Bucky moaned loudly at that as he clenched around him even more.

“’m close, too,” he whispered. Steve’s hand moved to his front and started jacking him off with the same pace he was pounding into him. Bucky cried out, clawed Steve’s forearms and picked up his own pace. Soon, he was riding Steve’s cock and fucking into his fist. “Steve, shit, ‘m gonna come.”

Steve bit into his flesh shoulder, pushing him over the edge with a sharp ah, and he came inside of Bucky. His come was painting his walls all white. Bucky hummed. He had a relaxed and happy smile on his face, eyes closed, as he came down from his high. Steve was hugging him close as he rode his own orgasm. His cock was twitching and spurting the last of his come. Bucky turned his head to his side and kissed him softly on the cheek, then on the lips.

“Love you, Stevie,” he whispered. Steve chuckled breathlessly.

“Love you, too, Bucky,” he whispered back. Then, he slowly pulled out, soothing Bucky’s wince with kisses he peppered on his back. He looked down to watch his come leaking out of Bucky’s gaping hole.

“Goddamn,” Steve whispered.

Their next round had started with Steve closing his mouth over Bucky’s gaping hole, licking his own come away.

#bucky barnes x steve rogers #bucky x steve #stucky #stucky smut #stucky angst #stucky fluff #stucky imagines #stucky fanfiction #hole

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lanadelreyscokewhor3 · 2 years

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hey idk if ur requests are open but i might as well try lol. is there any way you could make a stucky fic about if reader had a bad argument with her mother on the phone and reader breaks down and cries. maybe reader is home alone when it happens and the boys are at work, so when the boys come home they find her crying in their bedroom. (maybe the reader gets extreme lows quickly and the boys know that she has a history of hurting herself in these situations so they take extra good care of her). but they comfort her, tell her why she doesnt deserve how her mom treats her, tell her how much they love her. just angst w her mom in the begining and the rest is fluff. lol sorry im rly fucked up.

MATILDA- STUCKY

Pairing: CEO! Stucky x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: TW TW!!! self harm mentioned, yelling, crying, reader going through some very hard feelings, but other then that angst... fluff<3

Notes: hi. this fic is very personal to me. very personal. i have felt like this many times, and some things that have been said to reader have been said to me. so to whoever sent this, you are not fucked up. we are human, and we are hurting. we are coping and we are trying. and to whoever else feels remotely like this, know i understand. and im trying too. bucky and steve are here for you, and so am i.

Her voice still echoed in your head, the raging, strident sound bouncing off the corners of your brain like a pinball machine.

It hurt.

The endless, bottomless pit of hatred she threw you in, drowning you.

It hurt, badly.

You loved your mother, you truly did. She had raised you, read your bedtime stories in your rocking chair, and held your hand across the street.

But she was emotionally absent. She didn't realise that her words hurt. They hurt- a substantial amount.

The phone was limp in your hand, the line dead as she had ended the call a few minutes prior, screaming at you. You didn't even know about what anymore.

You tried to zone it out. But some of her phrases, they stuck out.

You're a disgrace to have as a daughter. Your father would be so disappointed with you. If you go down that hole again, I’m not helping you again Y/N. I’m done. I’m sick and tired of your shit.

You felt the salty tears begin to fall down your cheeks as you slumped against the pillows, placing the phone back on its stand. Hands seemed to wrap around your throat as the air was stolen from your lungs, sobs racking through your entire body.

Your phone was thrown across the sheets somewhere, now buzzing with texts from Steve and Bucky. You told them you’d let them know how things went with your mother.

They knew in advance it would not go well. They always did.

Some time had passed, and you knew their frantic texts were because they worried about you. You couldn't find the strength to answer, instead- curling into a ball, letting the tears smear your mascara down your heated cheeks.

Fuck you mom. Fuck. You.

You weren't sure how much time went by as you cried into your pillow, clinging to the blankets like it was your lifeline.

It was, in a way.

Bucky and Steve weren't here, so the crocheted blanket they had made for you was the only form of comfort you had.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

You kept silent.

“Doll?” the gentle voice called from behind the door, now partly creaked open as Bucky poked his head in. You sniffled, looking over at his gentle stare from the door, watching as he allowed himself in, Steve following in.

“We brought cinnamon buns from the bakery on the corner. The one we normally go to on Fridays?”

You nodded, watching as Steve set the baked goods on your dresser, him and Bucky slowly making their way over to you, as if you were a frightened animal. They knew how vulnerable you were in this stage, and they didn't want to scare you to make it worse.

You shuffled up, sitting crossed-legged as they crouched down beside the bed, their work uniforms still on. Their ties were out of place, top buttons undone, hair slightly messy.

They must have rushed here from the office, you realised, the guilt dawning on you all at once.

“Are you okay?” Bucky whispered, hand coming up to cup your jaw, rubbing little soothing circles to help ease your tears.

“She was cruel again.” you croaked out, watching as Steve gently twisted your arm towards him. Your scars shown faintly in the dim light, their faded marks scattered across your wrist. No new marks lay in their place.

You couldn't help but notice Steve's little sigh of relief, kissing your wrist tenderly. “I’m so sorry for worrying you guys. I just- I couldn't-” you broke out in tears, the full circle coming round.

Bucky and Steve knew about your past, you had told them of your old coping mechanisms.

Unhealthy mechanisms.

They had helped coaxed you out of your self-harming ways, with love and patience. Something you had needed, for a long, long time. It had been some time now since you had last done anything to yourself, but of course Steve and Bucky wouldn't have known that.

You had ghosted them, and left them high and dry. They knew talks with your mother could trigger some episodes, and you couldn't imagine how worried they must have been.

They wrapped their arms around you, and you leaned into their embrace, the comfort you had craved. “Shh, shh doll it's okay. It's okay, deep breaths okay?” Bucky cooed softly, instructing you to take a breath with him.

You followed suit, feeling the air rush through your lungs, soothing you like a drop of cool water in a desert as you allowed your heart rate to slow.

“We were just worried princess, that's all. We just didn't want to see our precious doll hurting.” Steve explained, kissing your tears away.

“You’re not mad?” you hiccuped, worried they'd feel coming to see you was a burden.

No Y/N. You’re not a burden, or else they wouldn't have come. You quickly reminded yourself, attempting to train your brain out of thinking negatively.

That was your mother's job. Not yours.

The boys could see the gears in your brain turning, giving you a small smile of encouragement. “Of course we’re not mad. We love you more than anything doll.” Bucky cooed, brushing the last tear you shed with his thumb.

“It's our job to comfort you, princess. Just like how it's our job to protect you.” The words he had once told you many months ago played in your mind, like a broken record. A good broken record, one you never wanted to stop playing.

It's our job to protect you, even if that danger is yourself right now princess. It's okay. We’ll get there eventually, together. One small step at a time.

“I just don't want you guys to feel like you need to come every time after my mom calls. I don't want you to miss anything important.”

“We want to come.” Steve reminded you gently, soft blue eyes yearning with love and compassion. “We always want to be with you doll. Even when you're having a harder time. You'd come to us if we were feeling down, wouldn't you?”

You nodded quickly, no hesitation in your mind whatsoever. You'd come to them at beck and call. You'd travel through volcanos, swim oceans to get to them, if that's what they needed.

“So it works the same with us honey. You need us, we come. Even if you don't call us, we come. And if you don't want us here- we leave and give you space, whatever you need. Simple as that. Whatever you want.” Bucky reminded you, knowing it was sometimes hard for you to accept love from others.

That it was hard to remember you deserved worth, the same as they did.

The same as anyone did.

You nodded, smiling softly as Steve grabbed another blanket from the bed, draping it across your shoulders. “Do you wanna talk about it?” You gnawed on your lip, thinking. Thinking about what you wanted, what you needed.

“No. I don't think I do.” you decided, wanting to forget it ever happened.

“And that's perfectly okay. But please know you do not deserve how that woman treats you. Whatever she said to you, whatever names she called you, it's a fucking lie.” Bucky reassured you, kissing your hand tenderly.

“We’re proud of you princess. We’re so proud of how far you've come, and that you stayed strong today after that nightmare. It's over now, you're safe.” Steve whispered, his hand stroking your hair soothingly as he sat beside you on the bed.

“I love you guys. Thank you.” you whispered, feeling a million times better than you did a few minutes prior, their calming words and aura soothing the sadness lodged deep in your soul. Bucky answered this with a kiss, his lips soft against yours, tasting of sugar as he told you all the things he needed to with his lips.

You're welcome. I love you doll. More than anything, I love you.

“Do you wanna do anything princess?” Steve asked, watching as your cat, Alpine trotted in your room, meowing. You smiled as she trotted up to Bucky, rubbing her body against his leg, purring as he leaned down to scratch her head.

Bucky was Alpines favourite, and she made this very, very obvious.

“Can we watch movies and eat cinnamon buns?”

“Warmed up for forty-five seconds, and a spoon on the side?” Bucky asked, already making his way over to where the sticky buns lay. You laughed, reaching down to pet the white ball of fur now curled around your feet, begging for attention.

He remembered. Of course he remembered.

“Yes, but-” you looked over to the clock that sat on your bedside table, its red digits glowing 10:13.

“Don't you guys have work? I thought you two had a meeting and had to stay later.”

They just laughed, the sound making butterflies flutter in your tummy, your heart tripling three sizes.

“Don't you remember? We own the place angel.”

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barnesboo1967 · 1 year

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Listen I love Stucky x reader smut as much as the next girl. But there are some days I need some fluff or angst. Cause while i am a whore this whore also has a soft side who need them caring for their girl or something that will rip my heart out.

#stucky x reader #stucky #steve rodgers x reader #steve rogers #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #stucky fluff #stucky smut #stucky angst

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marvel-fanfic-writer-8675 · 2 years

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hiii can you please write a very angsty stucky x reader where they ignore her for days after a fight but it ends in fluff after the reader breaks down in front of them and they ask sorry and realize they were being too immature **sorry if this is too specific

Terrible Tabloid Talk

Pairing: stucky x reader

Warnings: heavy angst to heavy fluff, arguments, gross tabloid gossip, the media suck’s

Summary: reader is an actress and some tabloid gossip makes the happy throuple have a bad argument

You were walking home when you saw it in the corner of your eyes. You normally didn’t pay attention to the tabloids and gossip, but you had to give some glance to this one. The new headline was that you and the costar of your new film were supposedly dating, problem was, you were secretly in a relationship with the two best guys in the world, Steve and Bucky. The avengers all knew of course, you lived there after all, but the rest of the world had no clue.

After seeing the magazines, you rushed home, hoping the guys hadn’t seen them and you could explain before they jumped to conclusions. You started running and sped up to your shared floor. There you found the guys with peeved, obviously angry faces. “Loves, please let me explain.” They said nothing but shrugged off your advances at hugs and kisses, ignoring your ask at time to explain it was untrue.

You tried to show your apology by making them dinner, their favorite, but they didn’t even take one look at the food, the guys grabbed a sandwich and watched a movie all cuddled together. You watched sadly from the kitchen, cleaning up from dinner and doing the dishes.

You hoped that, that night you would be able to make up with cuddles and pillow talk. To your dismay, when you tried to go to bed, you found the door locked and a pillow with a blanket outside the door, along with your laptop for work. You let out a small cry, and headed to Nat’s room, hoping your best friend would still be up.

When you got there you found her missing, after a quick ask to Friday, you found out her and Wanda, your other bestie, were on a impromptu mission. You shed a few more tears at the fact your friends weren’t there to help comfort you. Not knowing what to do, but knowing you wouldn’t be able to sleep, you took your laptop to the common room and got to work on answering emails and throwing yourself into your work, the same work that got you into this mess.

The next morning, you headed up to grab some more clothes and you saw Bucky and Steve acting all lovey dovey in the kitchen making breakfast. How you longed for those kisses, or even just a hug from them. You did your best to ignore eye contact. Walking swiftly to get a few pairs of clothes. Afterwards, you walked out to see they had made pancakes, something they only did with you, it was something you only did all together. It saddened you even more and you had to run out of there before the tears overcame you.

The couch was uncomfortable and you were cold without your 2 personal heaters, no matter how many blankets you put over you. That night you put yourself to sleep with your cries, tears streaming down your face staining your blankets. Nat and Wanda were supposed to be back the next day so that helped you sleep a little better knowing your friends would be back to help you.

You woke up and your boyfriends were still ignoring you, you were now going on day 3, counting the day they found out. You all went to the landing pad to greet bay and Wanda and Nat. You stood on the opposite side as your boys which the rest of the team found odd as you were normally on top of each other, but they kept their mouths shut.

Nat and Wanda walked out and immediately ran to you. They could tell in an instant that something was wrong. As they hugged you they whispered to meet in Nat’s room. After saying hi to the others, everyone dispersed and you met the gals in the planned area.

“So what the hell happened!?!” Wanda asked concerned while at the same time Nat seethed, “what did they do?” You explained how they were ignoring you for the tabloid gossip that wasn’t true. They immediately took your side, saying Bucky and Steve were being unreasonable not even letting you try to explain. They promised to take you shopping tomorrow to try some retail therapy, and Nat told you, you were allowed to stay in her room till the boys came to their senses.

Sleeping next to Nat was better than being alone on the couch, but it was no where near as comfy as sleeping near Bucky and Steve. The next day, as promised, the girls took you to the mall and you all had a good day. Or what would’ve been a good day if everything didn’t remind you of your super soldiers. The pretzels that were Bucky’s favorites, the Captain America collection at Target, the books in the bookstore about world war 2, it all made you want to cry. You held it together though, at least until you made it home.

That night you needed to get your emotions out, and the best way you knew how was to take a note from Steve’s book, hitting stuff. You went down to the gym and started pounding on a punching bag. Slowly your emotions came pouring out. After a little you started bawling, tears streaming down your face. Friday must’ve been worried about you and notified your emergency contacts, who were still Steve and Bucky, because you heard their voice for the first time in 3 days. “Doll?”

You turned around and through your blurry, tear stained vision you saw your boys standing their, tired, like they just woke up. You broke down, falling to your knees, the tears falling harder, through the tears you cried, “I’m so sorry, please, I, I can’t do this anymore, I didn’t go on a date with him, the tabloids spun lunch with a costar, a friend, into something more, please, believe me, I, I love you both so much, I’m so sorry.” Both men moved to your side immediately, feeling so remorseful. They didn’t care what happened anymore, logically they realized now, you would never cheat on them, and the tabloids always spun things out of control.

They sat there, consoling you, promising they still loved you, and apologizing for being immature. They held onto you tightly, a few tears falling from their own eyes. After you had calmed enough, the boys wanted to take you somewhere more comfortable where you could rest before you all talked. They carried you up to bed and placed you in the middle, circling themselves around you. You slept better than you had in the past 3 days, feeling warm and at home.

When you woke up, Steve and Bucky were still right there with you. “Hey doll, come ‘ere, come cuddle please?” You scooted into Bucky’s awaiting arms and nuzzled into him. “We still gotta talk mister. You and Steve made pancakes without me!” Bucky chuckled a little, and responded, “I know we do doll, I know, just missed out on my cuddles, and I got some apologizing to do, don’t I?”

After you had all woken up, and the guy’s sexy morning voice was gone, you didn’t need that distracting you from the task at hand, you all sat up and decided to have to inevitable talk.

“Doll, we want to start off by saying sorry for not giving you a chance to tell us what actually happened, and for being so immature about it.” Steve started. “We should’ve never let it get as far as it did, and we should’ve realized from the beginning that the tabloids always look for drama,” Bucky continued. You gave them both hugs, “thank you both, and I promise you guys, it wasn’t a date, it was just a lunch with Josh to go over the next few scenes in the movie. There has to be something though loves, something there that would make you think I might do something like that, is everything alright? Am I doing something wrong?”

The guys quickly turned sheepish. “Stevie, Buck, I promise, I won’t get mad or break up with you no matter what you say right now, I want to fix it if I’m doing something,” you gave them both a kiss for reassurance. “Well doll, it’s not all your fault either, it’s just, we aren’t spending as much time together,” Bucky braved. “Again doll, not only on you, it’s our fault too, we’ve been gone on a lot of missions lately.” You smiled sadly, glad they told you. “Well then, after this movie I am going to take a break and not take any more roles for a while, to spend more time with my boys.” Both soldier’s faces lit up. “And we promise to scale back on the number of missions doll, thank you.” “Now come ‘ere guys, I missed out on my cuddles for like 3 days!” You pulled both guys back down into the mattress for cuddles.

A few seconds later, both guys tried moving their hands down low, trying to start something. You swatted Bucky’s hand away from your short’s waistband and Steve from your shirt hemline. “Nope, you guys don’t get to do that yet, I’m still angry at you both for making pancakes without me, that was a special thing for only when we were all home.” The guys saddened a little but understood. “We are sorry doll, really, and we understand.” Bucky apologized again. “Can we still get kisses though?” Steve asked shyly. You nodded and pulled them in for a kiss each, “you can always have kisses. Love you both.” “Love you too doll, and as a sorry for the pancakes we’ll make some of your favorite pancakes tomorrow, and we’ll watch your favorite movie while cuddled on the couch, and your favorite dinner at that one place” Bucky started listing. “And…” you prompted, “and we’ll get you flowers and that candy you like, and give you a massage” Steve continued, “and…” you jokingly tried, not expecting anything more. “And we’ll go to Coney Island and make Steve ride the cyclone,” Bucky added, to Steve’s dismay. “And we’ll get the matching shirts you like but Bucky doesn’t ,” Steve retorted. You started laughing and then the guys knew something was up. “Doll…what’s going on…” you smiled at them.

“Jokes on you two, I would’ve forgiven you for the pancake thing after movie and cuddles.” The guys looked dumbfounded. But right as they opened their mouths to take it all back you added, “nope! Can’t take it back, it’s too late now.” You placed a kiss on each one’s lips and cuddled into them both. “Does that mean?” Steve asked suggestively. “Not until after I’ve gotten my pancakes and movie at least.”

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Reader Fakes A Betrayal To Bucky And Steve For a HYDRA Infiltration Mission But it backfires and she is captured. She is turned into a winter soldier and very angsty!!

Hi Darling,

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Word count: 5.5K

Warnings: canon level violence, abuse/torture toward reader, physical fights, sad stucky, mentions of dead characters, angst

A/N: I'm not gonna lie this took forever to write buuuuttttt I like how it turned out. I hope it's angsty enough!!

Everyone had agreed to the plan, and there was no time like the present to see it through. Bucky and Steve were running in front of you through the hallway of an office building used by Hydra, they were hiding in plain sight. As you get to the room at the end of the hallway you find your objective. Steve enters first shield up, while Bucky follows close behind. One of the higher ups in Hydra’s chain of command stood before you along with two men meant to protect him.

“Well if it isn’t Captain America and his little pet, the Winter Soldier.” He says from the other side of the room. “Have you decided to come back home, soldat?”

“No, I came to end you.” Bucky lifts his gun up. Two shots ring out.

All three men look at you with a mixture of shock and confusion as they watch Steve and Bucky fall to the ground.

“Hail Hydra.” you say from the door before leading them to a helicopter on the roof, escaping with them.

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Bucky felt that the space in between himself and Steve wasn’t empty. With eyes still closed he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you in wanting to stay just like that for a few more minutes. Bucky starts placing kisses along your shoulder and up your neck. You let out a frustrated groan as you turn your head.

“Good morning, sunshine.” Bucky’s voice still laced with sleep.

“No.” You hide your face under the covers trying to get more sleep. Your actions cause Bucky to chuckle behind you.

“Yes. Come on, we have a meeting in an hour.”

“Fine, but I’m gonna be grumpy the whole time. Why do we have to have a meeting at 7:30 in the morning?”

“You gotta ask our Stevie that. I would much rather stay in bed with both of you.”

You turn around and look up at him, mischievous glint in your eyes. Before he can say anything, he’s laying on his back and you’re straddling him. “Is that so?” You lower yourself so that your chest is pressed into his as you capture his lips in a heated kiss. His hands move from your hips to your back to keep you in place. But just as fast as you kiss him you snap back up. Now you aren’t looking at him with love but with anger.

“Why did you let me go? You know what they’re doing to me. It should have been you.”

Bucky’s eyes snap open as he sits up. Searching their room for you. He’s covered in sweat and his breathing is quick and shallow. You were in his arms, it felt so real but every time he woke up the truth hit him hard. The guilt has been eating away at him. He should have been the one to infiltrate hydra, they would have been more than happy to have him back and you would be safe at home.

But you insisted, logically speaking it made sense. You weren’t known to the world as part of the Avengers and hydra had spies everywhere so with Tony’s abilities they were able to make it look like you were one of them. Deep down Bucky and Steve both knew you volunteered for this mission to protect Bucky. To keep him as far away from hydra as possible, but now this kind of torture was far worse than anything those monsters could ever do to him. Because he didn’t know where you were or if you were ok. You had been gone for 3 months, feeding them any information you could find and installing a program within their computers to give Tony more access. Then at the 6 month mark you went radio silent. So the team went looking for you in the last location you had given them. It had been eerily quiet, abandoned. In the main room on the top floor of the building their worst fears had come true. On the only desk in the office was your Avengers uniform neatly folded and stained with blood. Along with a note.

Thank you Soldat.

Steve could only stare at it, his chest tightening with fear as to what was being done to you if you weren’t already dead. Bucky completely lost it, he was furious and scared for you. He wouldn’t listen to anyone trying to calm him down and It took the combined efforts of Sam, Nat and Thor to subdue him and even then they had to sedate him. By then Steve had snapped out of it but he didn’t say a word, their girl was lost and Bucky was hurting because of it. No one was to blame but him and Steve would do everything in his power to bring you back.

But that was then, you’ve been gone almost two years now. Things between Bucky and Steve have been strained. Each of them blaming themselves and pushing their bodies to the limit trying to find anything that will let them know where you are or if you’re even alive. Each day that passes and they have nothing feels like hydra is taunting them. They lost, again. But this time the stakes were higher because it was you and because they were supposed to have a future with you in it.

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Pain didn’t last as long anymore but there was still an ache in your shoulders due to hanging from the ceiling as the guards inflicted as much pain as possible. Punishment for fighting back, but you’ll always fight back. You don’t know when or how but you had been caught and before you were able to send the message that you were ready for extraction you had been dragged and placed in a cell. It was completely dark and you had to feel your way around, by doing so you found a mattress on the floor and a barely there sheet. They kept the cell cold and you in just a shirt and your underwear. You were lucky if they cared to feed you once a day.

Later on you would find out that you had been kept in that cell for 2 months. When you were dragged out you were weak and on the verge of death. This was just the beginning of what they had planned for you. The only thing that kept you hanging on was the knowledge that Bucky and Steve would move heaven and earth to find you and bring you back home. So with every fiber of your being you fought to stay alive, to be able to see them again and most importantly to let them know that this was not their fault. You knew them better than they thought and you knew they would blame themselves, but you volunteered. Really you put your foot down and wouldn’t allow anyone else, especially Bucky to be anywhere near these people. The truth was that you would do anything to keep either of them safe and this was one of those times. So you let the monsters at hydra do what they needed to and fought back when they were pushing too far and it was working until it wasn’t anymore.

They had put you in the chair, the one Bucky talked about, and your memories were starting to get fuzzy. First you couldn’t remember how you ended up in this horrible place, followed by forgetting about the avengers. It got to the point where you couldn’t even remember your own name. You were the shell of the person you used to be, they made sure of that. But the one thing you couldn’t forget was the ocean blue and electric blue eyes that were so captivating. They were always there looking back at you, keeping you from going under completely and forgetting that there were two people out there that meant something to you. They broke you down until you became the weapon they needed, then they let you out to do their bidding.

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Steve rested his head on Bucky’s chest while Bucky tried to soothe him.It never got easier to know you had been lost to them. Steve blamed himself for it. He seemed to think he was doomed to lose those he loved. First it had been Bucky and now you. Today was a particularly difficult day for Steve and he wasn’t sure why. He just woke up with the need to see and feel you close to him. To hold you in his arms as you sat in his lap and read. Or have you play with his hair as you watched something on tv. Steve just missed you, he did all the time they both did. But he didn’t allow himself to feel it thinking he didn’t deserve to even love you since it was his plan to infiltrate hydra. Between missing you and the nightmares they both shared, guilt had been clawing at Steve since they had found your uniform.

Bucky ran his hand up and down Steve’s back as the blond cried silently for you. They found themselves like this constantly trying to silence the ache of missing you with each other and when that didn’t work the arguments would happen. Then Steve and Bucky would realize you would hate that they were fighting because of your choice. It was a cycle for a while but it has now been five years since they last saw you. They would never give up but they had no leads.

Until they did.

One of Nat’s contacts came through with information on a new assassin. The description was vague but it was enough for them to think it was you. So the mission to bring you home began.

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It was a long shot but they used one of the higher ups in hydra and hoped that they would send you to either get him back or kill him. And it worked. Bucky and Steve tried to prepare themselves for what condition they might find you in. They knew hydra would have programmed you like they did with Bucky, they just weren’t really prepared to face you.

The hydra agent they had taken was dead on the floor, one shot to the head from a sniper rifle. They got your location on a rooftop far enough from them for you to make an escape. Thanks to Tony, Sam and Vision they kept track of your movements. The plan was to have Steve and Bucky face you and hopefully bring you in but somehow you managed to cause damage to Tony’s suit, taking him out of the fight. It was easy to get the rest of them off of your back. You didn’t understand why they wouldn’t fight back but you didn’t question it.

You didn’t know they didn’t want to hurt you. With the team only being on the defensive you managed to get away from them.

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You stood at the end of the hallway. The lights flickered above you, revealing the damage already done in the gunfight. Bucky stood at the other end, finally getting a good look at you. The same stoic expression on your face that he used to have. Eyes completely void of emotions with only one thing running through your mind, complete the mission. Your suit had a similar style as his, it was eerie.

You ran towards him, as he stood his ground. You kicked and punched but all he did was block your attack. Never once did he try to hit you and he had plenty of opportunities. It went on like this for a few minutes until he managed to grab both of your wrists, twisting you so that your back was pressed to his chest.

“Sunshine, it's me. It’s Bucky.” He says as he tries to fight back tears. “I know you’re in there. Come back to us please.”

The name is familiar and it catches you off guard for just a moment. You break free of his hold and begin your attack on him again until he lays unconscious on the floor. You start making your way down and out of the building. The mission was to keep them busy as the other escaped and you had done your part. Before you can get to the door a shield bounces off the doorway and cuts you off. Turning to find it had returned to its owner.

“Y/N you don’t have to go.” Laying his shield down as a show of trust. “You know me, you know us. We’re your friends.”

“I don’t have friends.” You say in a monotone voice.

“We can help you remember.”

“There is nothing to remember.” You say as you take out a gun from its holster aiming it at Steve. Then everything goes black.

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You bring a hand up to shield your eyes from the bright lights that hang above you, illuminating the incredibly white room. But this wasn’t the cell you were kept in. Yours wasn’t as bright or as clean and you didn’t even have a bed. A groan escapes your lips as you sit up. Voices reach your ears as you try to figure out where you are and how you will escape. You scan the cell and it’s bigger than you thought but what gets your attention was the two men on the other side of the glass panes, who looked at you with pained expressions and guilt. So you slowly got up and made your way to them, standing so close that if the glass wasn’t there you could feel their breath on your skin.

“Y/N?” The blond in front of you asked. Your eyes shifting from him to the brunet by his side. Their eyes are what kept your attention, red and puffy as if they had been crying but most importantly the ocean and electric blue that you remember so vividly stared back at you. It was scary, in the small moments that you had between missions or being sat at the chair you always remembered those eyes.

“Who is Y/N?”

“Do you remember anything?”

You didn’t answer because you couldn’t. Who were you? Were you this Y/N person they mentioned?

“Does it matter who I am? I only complete missions.” you say, looking at them one more time before turning and sitting back on the edge of the bed.

“Come on, we have a meeting.” You hear the blond say.

“No, I’ll stay.” The brunet says as he pulls up a chair from the corner of the room and sits in front of you.

He spends a few hours just sitting there, giving you silent company as you await for something to happen. Maybe your handler will send someone for you but you doubt it. The man in front of you, Bucky you remember him saying, stands removing the leather jacket and gloves he had on. You catch a glimpse of the black and gold arm.

“You’re the Winter Soldier.” You say very matter of fact. That gets a reaction from him. He gets tense before turning to look at you, a mixture of concern and anger at the mention of that name.

“What do you know about the Winter Soldier?”

“Enough.”

He’s unnerved by your uninterested tone. His heart aches as he looks at the shell of the woman he loves sit in front of him with no memory of everything you’ve shared. The door leading to the hallway slides open and Steve appears again. He places a hand gently on Bucky’s shoulder.

“Come on Buck, you need to get some rest.”

“No, I'd rather stay.”

“You should go.” You tell them.

Your voice was soft, worried. As if the real you were trying to get out. It was hope for them even if it was just a sliver, they would hold on to whatever they could if it meant getting you back. Both men look at you before looking at each other.

“Ok, I’ll go but we’ll be back in the morning to check on you.”

You give one single nod before both men disappear for the night.

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Days passed and still nothing. There was no real change in your behavior. Even with Bucky after some time of being away from hydra and their controls there was a hint of him underneath everything. He could recall certain memories even after 70 years of being the winter soldier. With you it was a different story. They weren’t sure why you couldn’t remember a single thing. The issue was they needed to run some labs to see what was going on but you would refuse. Any medical personnel that came close to you would be met with a fight.

Currently you are staring down another nurse through the glass wall of your cell. But she isn’t who walks in, Steve does. He can take the hits if needed but he hopes you’ll let him close enough. His eyes are laser focused on you as he gets closer to the bed and sits down next to you.

“Darl-” Steve stops, reminding himself that you’re unaware of your relationship. “Y/N, we need to run some tests. Will you let the nurse take some blood?”

“Why does it matter what I want?”

“Because you’re free to choose. We just want to help you.”

“If I’m free to choose I would like to leave.” You get up with the intention of heading towards the door. Steve stands in front of you with a worried expression on his face, it makes your chest tighten at the possibility of hurting him in any way that wasn’t physical.

“Please let us help you, I- we just want to make sure you’re ok.”

Steve wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch you. To hold your hand in his, to leave you breathless after a kiss he so desperately wanted to give to you. But he couldn’t not like this, not when you were still under Hydra’s hold. He learned that lesson the hard way when it happened with Bucky. His attention went back to you when you noticed you playing with the edge of the sweatshirt you were wearing. You weren’t fighting the medical staff because of the brainwashing, you were doing it because you were afraid of needles. Steve wondered how he could have forgotten that, it was one of the first things he learned about you. This was just another reminder of what he failed at.

“I promise I’ll stay with you and if it’s too much we can take a break or stop completely.”

You consider his words, still unsure of why they’re being so kind to you. All of the people that you had fought against and even hurt would visit you constantly. They would all leave with a sadden or defeated expression. It made you question how you knew them. Looking back at the man in front of you, you nod. The least you could do was try in order to pay back for their kindness. Steve instructs you to sit at the small table that was in the cell as he lets the nurse come in.

Steve stands beside you as the nurse pulls out the equipment she’ll need. She eyes you warily before ripping open a small alcohol pad and wiping the inside of your elbow. You tense at the sensation and start moving back in the chair you were sitting on as you see the needle in the nurse’s hand.

“Hey it’s ok, keep your eyes on me.” Steve said as he crouched down, offering you a small smile. A pang of familiarity hit you, he had done this before. You just can’t remember why he cares so much. At the pinching of the needle your hand grabs his and Steve lets you squeeze as hard as you can and soon enough it’s over. The nurse excuses herself letting Steve know that she’ll give Bruce the samples. While their interaction ends Steve notices your hand hasn’t left his, and when he looks up your eyes are looking down at them. He can almost hear the gears turning in your head as you try to figure out why this is comforting, how you know him and why his touch feels so familiar.

An alarm goes off in the building and Steve is gone in a flash.

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Some time passed before either Steve or Bucky came by to see you. It was late in the evening when they both walked in. Looking tired and slightly beaten up. You however were not in total control of your body. About two dozen of hydra’s men had breached the tower trying to get you out. One of them was successful in getting close enough to give you instructions. But he didn’t finish the list having been stopped by a man named Loki.

“You should check on Lady Y/N. I caught this waste of space saying something to her.”

When both men enter the room they find you sitting at the edge of the bed. Your eyes are vacant of any sort of emotion. They ask Friday to replay the surveillance video from the moment he appears and the hydra agent begins to give you instructions but Loki cuts him off before he can do any real damage.

“Fuck.”

“We lost her again.”

“We’ll get her back, Buck.”

“Will we? Whatever they did to her is different than what they did to me. Look at her Steve.” Bucky walks out frustrated, the guilt consuming him completely.

Steve stands there for a moment and walks out as well. When he does he finds Nat making her way over to him from the elevators.

“Hey, Bruce found something in her blood sample. He wants to see you both, I already told Barnes.”

“Thanks Nat.”

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It was an endless cycle of sitting, waiting and watching. Both men visited still, one a little less than the other. Slowly the memories of the last few days began to resurface and you could recognize them.

On this day their visits were short, they apologized for not being able to stay longer. That had been early in the morning and no one had come by. Unfortunately you had gotten used to the visits and you’re not sure why but it worried you when none of them came by to see you. Has hydra been successful this time? You stood and walked toward the cell door and did the one thing you had seen the others do.

“Friday, open the cell door.”

Sure enough the door popped open and you pushed it wider so that you could walk out. At the entry to the holding cell hallway you stopped and popped your head out to make sure there was no one coming. Once you were satisfied it was empty you moved. Unsure of where you were going you just walked around until you found the elevator bank and you pressed the down button. Although you were ready to leave this place you were unsure of where to go, you knew hydra wasn’t an option. You’re taken aback when the doors to the elevator opens and a small girl is standing there looking up at you.

“Auntie Y/N!” She barrels toward your legs, wrapping her arms around them and pressing her cheek into your thigh. She looks up at you with wide brown eyes and a sweet smile. “Daddy said they found you but wouldn’t let me see you. Do you want to play princess tea party?”

“What?”

“It’s our favorite game. You’re the best at it because you have manners. Come on.” You grabs your hand and you allow her to pull you into the elevator and press a button to a higher floor. “We can play at your apartment.” Her excited energy has her shifting from foot to foot as she continues to look up at you. “Daddy said you’re sick and that you might not remember me is that true?”

You look down at her and your chest tightens a little. There’s a protectiveness that surges through the longer you look at her. Somehow you know if you lie she’ll figure it out.

“Yes. For example I can’t remember your name, or where I live.”

“Well I’m Morgan Stark and you live in an apartment here.”

Stark. There was a flicker of recognition from the last few days. He had come to visit you when everyone else was sleeping. He really liked to hear himself talk, but it was the nights that he was quiet that were unsettling. He would look at you with sadness in his eyes and you weren’t sure why.

When the elevator doors open Morgan grabs your hand and leads you down towards a dark wood door. She instructs Friday to open it and the door unlocks. Her tiny hands twist the doorknob and she pushes it in, like she’s done it hundreds of times before. Cautiously you step inside, unsure if this is a trap or not. But you find yourself faced with an apartment. It’s been lived in and you wonder if you share it with someone.

“Come on. I wanna help you remember.” Morgan grabs your hand and leads you to the living room and then pats the couch for you to sit down.

Once you do as she asks you notice the small frames sitting on the coffee table and shelves. Pictures of you with the team, Steve and Bucky, the three of you. It only serves to confuse you more.

“Here, I like this one the most because you look like a princess.” Morgan gets up on the couch after handing you a photo album and sits on your lap as you open it to the first page.

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“Have any of you heard from Nat yet?”

“I did,” Clint answered. “Said she met with her sister last night and is on her way back. Should be here in like 30 minutes.”

“Good, one step closer to getting your girl back. Bruce, make sure you take a sample of the antidote so we can recreate it and a sample of Y/N’s blood after.”

“Sure thing Tony.”

“How are you two holding up?” Tony turned to the super soldier duo.

“I’m not even sure anymore. Sure the antidote will remove the need to listen to hydra commands but that doesn’t mean she’ll remember us.”

“But this at least means we can take her out of the cell. Reintroduce her into the building, the team and that might help her remember.”

“I’m not so sure about that.” Bucky mumbled, he was losing the last bit of hope he had.

“Come on Barnes, if anything you can just make her fall in love with you all over again.”

Bucky glares at Clint as the door opens. Pepper stands in the doorway and surveys the area before frowning.

“Where’s Morgan?”

“I thought she was with you?” Tony stands and heads towards his wife.

“No, she wanted to see you. I told her I would bring her down in a minute but she didn’t want to wait. You know she’s in her ‘I can do everything alone’ phase. But you really haven’t seen her?” Pepper asks worriedly.

“Only one place I can think of she would try to find. Friday, show us Y/N’s cell.” Tony tells the A.I. Everyone looks at the screen with slight horror, your cell is empty. “Where the fuck is she? How did she get out?”

Pepper gasps as her hand flies over her mouth.

Steve is the first to move. “Friday, show us the footage before the cell door was opened.”

They see you stand from the bed and walk toward the door and they hear you ask Friday to open the door. Tony curses under his breath.

“You didn’t remove her from Friday’s authorization list?”

“I didn’t think she would try to use it.”

“Tony, where is Morgan?”

Tony has Friday follow your movements and they see when Morgan runs towards you before pulling you into the elevator. They’re all out of the meeting room and headed towards the apartment floors. Once they’re at Steve and Bucky’s apartment Tony starts to rush in only to be pulled back by Steve. The blonde puts a finger over his mouth commanding them to be silent. Him and Bucky stand closer to the door and listen to what the others can’t hear.

“We can go in, Morgan is safe.” Bucky tells them.

Bucky opens the door wide enough for them to walk in. Steve leads the way followed by Tony, Bruce, Clint and Bucky at the end. The sight before them claws at Steve and Bucky’s hearts. There were many pictures lying around you both and the tv was going with videos that you had recorded yourself from team get togethers, birthday parties and holidays. The laughter coming from the videos and Morgan is infectious but it only produces a sad smile on your face. The internal struggle is evident, you’re trying to remember but can’t. At the sound of movement both you and Morgan turn around, your arms wrapping around the young girl protectively before you realize it’s the same people in your videos.

“Daddy look, I'm helping auntie Y/N remember!” Morgan squeals in delight as she runs towards her father’s open arms.

“I see that munchkin but mama is looking for you, we should go find her.” Tony says after looking her over to make sure there are no injuries. “Let’s give them some privacy.” he mumbles to Clint and Bruce, leaving you alone with Bucky and Steve.

From your place on the couch you look up at them, unsure of what is going to happen next. Will they punish you because you left the cell? Steve sits down next to you, grabbing the remote and muting the tv. Bucky moves further into the living room, he grabs the album sitting on the coffee table and sits down. He opens the album and thumbs through the pages.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You whispered.

“We didn’t know how much or little you remembered. We didn’t want to confuse you more.”

“But we’re married.” You look up at Bucky and then Steve wide-eyed. “Why was I with them?”

Steve, having been the one to approve the mission, speaks up and explains everything. His guilt is clear in every word and when it’s too difficult for him to speak Bucky fills the gaps. Once they’re done they ask if you have any questions.

“So I did it to protect you? Because I love you?”

Blue eyes full of guilt snap to yours. Was it really that simple? It seemed like there was a chance that you weren’t completely gone. Bucky reached into his shirt and pulled out his dog tags, a simple band with a beautiful diamond hung from it. He undid it and pulled the ring out and presented it to you. Followed by Steve doing the same with a simple band.

“They’re your engagement and wedding rings.” They each presented you with the ring they held on to. Bucky slipped the engagement ring on first and then Steve put the wedding ring on. You held your hand and stared at it, the sight of the rings on your finger. The memory fought to break free but you only got glimpses. Steve stumbles over his words, Bucky’s hand slightly shaking as he holds it up the first time. Smiles, kisses and lingering touches. They look at each other as they watch you fight to recall any memory.

“Why can’t I remember?”

“Hydra probably suppressed your memories.” Bucky offered.

“Did they do that to you?”

He nodded. A knock at the door interrupts the conversation and Nat walks in. She holds in her hand some sort of tube with red liquid inside. She looks at you with a sympathetic smile.

“This should counteract the agent they injected you with. If a hydra agent were to find you they won’t be able to control you anymore.” She pulled out something that looked like a spray can and added the tube to it. Nat pressed the nozzle in your direction and you inhaled it before shaking your head when you felt dizzy.

A weight had been lifted from your shoulders in a sense but dread pooled at the pit of your stomach. A fog had been lifted and you could remember all the things you’d done, all the people.

“How are you feeling?” Steve asked.

“I can’t remember anything.”

“I’m sorry Y/N, this won’t help with your memories only with the control hydra had.” Nat said before excusing herself.

“What happens now? Do I have to go back to that cell?”

“No, not at all.” Steve answers.

“But where will I go?”

“You can stay here if you want. This is your home too.”

“And if I never remember?”

“Then we’ll make new memories.”

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bucksangel · 1 year

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so, take my tags, and I'll take yours, and if I die in this shitty fucking war, don't tell them we switched; let me be buried under your name - and some fifty years from now, you can be buried under mine.

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mandyyvibes · 15 days

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For Reasons Wretched and Divine

Chapter 10: “Like Real People Do.”

“…Buck? Are you with me?”

“Is that…?” His voice was hoarse and incredulous. He strained to raise his head, opening his eyes halfway, before falling back against the pillow.

Steve knelt on the carpet, reaching out cautiously to rub his knuckles along Bucky’s cheek. “It’s me. It’s Steve.”

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hainethehero · 19 days

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Stucky headcanon- Steve & Bucky have a serious fight... major angst...

Steve accidentally stumbles upon footage of Bucky's torture under HYDRA on his laptop and watches the whole thing. Bucky comes home to a traumatized and shaken Steve who reveals what happened. He didn't mean to watch it but... it just happened. He couldn't stop even if he tried. Bucky gets angry and yells at Steve for invading his privacy like that, screaming that it was none of his business. Steve tries to apologize but Bucky storms out and leaves him in their apartment for weeks. No contact, no signals.

Steve falls apart while Bucky has to come to terms with the fact that he's ashamed of his past as the Winter soldier and not inherently upset at Steve. He just didn't want to be seen as that person anymore, especially not by Steve.

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mysecretlittlelibrary · 10 months

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Just Let Me Adore You Pt. 12

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: okay soooo many. Violence, quite a bit of it actually, and then later it gets so nasty; oral (m & f receiving), double v penetration, mad dirty talk, praise kink goin craaaazy, double creampie, dumbification kind of- I think that's all of them but idk they fuck and it's filthy basically

Genre: maybe a little angst i think, lots of smut, even more fluff

Summary: You’ve been dating your boyfriend, Bruce, for 3 absolutely blissful years. He’s a scientist and professor who is as smart as he is kind and if anyone asked, you were sure you’d spend the rest of your life with him. That is until two mysteriously charming men that Bruce swears are dangerous take an interest in you that threatens to turn your entire life upside down. I mean… what exactly are you supposed to do with two gorgeous men telling you something that suggests that basically everything you think you know is a lie? And why does part of you have enough doubt to wonder if they might be telling the truth?

Series Masterlist

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"Did you find her?" Steve asks.

"Fucking hell." She breathes out.

"What? What does that mean?" Steve frowns.

"How quickly can your people get ready to move because we need to go now."

"They're ready. Been on standby for your go ahead all night." Steve says.

"Good. This is the go ahead. I know where she is." Wanda says.

~*~*~

A glance at the clock tells you it's after nine. The clock is analog and there are no windows on this floor so while you're pretty sure it's morning, there's a chance it's been a whole day and it's night again. You sit cross legged on the bed, facing the clear wall, trying to come up with a plan of action. Your eyes narrow when you notice two shadows on the floor. People are walking this way. You gasp when you realize who one of them is and walk over to the glass wall.

"Bruce!" You yell banging on the plexiglass to make sure you get his attention. He jumps and turns to you, eyes the size of saucers when he sees you.

"Y/n? Oh my God." Bruce walks right up to the glass.

"What did you do?!" You ask.z

"Me? I- I had nothing to do with this I swear. I didn't know you were here! I swear." He shakes his head frantically.

"There were six people that knew what I was Bruce SIX and you were the first to find out. You kept a file on me like I was one of your little projects! How much do you wanna bet that stupid file is how I got here in the first place?"

"All I ever did was run a blood test and jot down some observations." He says defensively.

"All you ever did was run a blood test? On your girlfriend. Without her permission! Do you realize how not okay that is?!"

"I'm sorry! Look, I never wanted anything to happen to you. I will- find out who's responsible for this and get you out of here I swear."

"If you plan to help you'd better do it quickly because I can guarantee hell will be on your doorstep soon." You say.

"What's your tag?" Bruce asks you.

"Excuse me?"

"The uh- identification they gave you. Instead of your name. He would've given you an identification number, we use them for, ya know." Bruce's words trail off.

"Say it Bruce. Don't be shy. This is your work. I'm an experiment here."

"Look did he tell you your tag or not?"

"89273. I think." You say.

"You think? You need to be sure."

"I heard it once Bruce. Excuse me if I haven't committed to fucking memory yet." You roll your eyes.

"Y/n." He sighs.

"That's it. I'm sure." You nod.

"I need the letters."

"What?"

"The letters at the beginning. That's the part that makes it unique. Everyone here uses a different letter combination to keep our work organized. It'll help me figure it out."

"AZM." You say. Bruce mutters something that you can't exactly hear through the glass, but his face gives him away anyhow. "What is it? Why did you just get all pale?" You ask him.

"Nothing! Just- hang tight. I will- figure this out and get you out of here."

"Not like I can go anywhere in the meantime." You mutter. "Bruce!" You call before he can get far. He runs back over to your cell.

"Yes?"

"If I find out you're more involved in this than you are letting on, I will rip you to shreds in every sense of the word." You say. Bruce nods and dashes off. A few minutes later the camera in the back corner pops out from the wall and the whirring of its mechanics makes you turn around to face it.

"Good morning subject AZM89273." The same voice from before rings through the room. So, it is morning, just like you thought.

"You know, that arbitrary combination of letters and numbers is so many more syllables than just saying my name. I'm sure this is supposed to be some sort of display of your power in this situation but it really just seems like you're giving yourself more work." You say.

"That's funny I don't recall asking for your opinion on the matter."

"Yes well if we all stuck to doing explicitly what was asked of us I wouldn't be here so, we can't always have it our way now can we?" You roll your eyes.

"We will begin round two of testing in one hour and fifteen minutes."

"I'll be waiting! Not like I can go anywhere on my own." You say with a lazy shrug. The camera disappears back behind its panel in the wall and you're once again left with your own thoughts and plans.

~*~*~

"Wanda where exactly are we?" Bucky asks when the trio pulls up to the address she gave. She'd rushed them into action when she located you, giving an address to the driver with a group of their, Wanda calls them minions, following in other vehicles.

"Bruce's lab." She says walking towards the door quickly.

"Bruce as in y/n's ex Bruce?" Steve places a hand on her shoulder.

"Wanda hang on we don't have a plan." Bucky says.

"Yes as in y/n's ex. And the plan is to get in there, get her out, and maybe break a neck or two in the process." Wanda says.

"You didn't want to mention in advance that y/n's ex was responsible for this?" Steve asks.

"It makes sense." Bucky scoffs.

"I didn't say he was responsible because I don't know if he is. As far as I know he's not the only person that works here. It could be someone else that uses the space." Wanda says.

"Wilson." Steve looks over his shoulder to call towards the group that's waiting for instructions. Sam walks over to the three of them quickly.

"What's the plan?" He asks.

"Surround the building and find every entrance. I want the whole place covered. The primary goal is extraction. If you find y/n, she is your top priority other than that nobody gets in or out of this lab until she's safe and the bastards who did this are in front of me and Bucky is that understood?" Steve says.

"Crystal clear." Sam nods.

"No, wait. I will prioritize finding y/n. Your guys should focus on locking the place down so the culprit doesn't make a run for it." Wanda says. Bucky and Steve exchange a look and a slight nod.

"Fine. Focus on keeping everyone inside. If you find y/n in the process she still takes precedents but in the meanwhile don't let anyone get out of there until we've got who we need." Bucky says.

"On it." Sam returns to the group and starts giving out directions while Wanda stays with Steve and Bucky to discuss their own strategy.

~*~*~

Fifteen minutes to go before they move you again. Time drags so slowly in this room of blank white walls. Assuming they sedate you again, you'll have to wait until they're wheeling you back to this room to make a break for it. If you're lucky like last time, you'll wake up before they make it here and you should have no problem getting by a couple of scientists.

CODE BLACK; INTRUDER ALERT; INITIATING LOCKDOWN

The blaring alarm and sudden flashing red lights coax you quickly to your feet. Perhaps you should be alarmed by the sudden alert and angry red flashes considering you're trapped in a room, but you'd bet money the security breach in question is here for you and you're the only person whose safety is guaranteed.

"Uh- Don't know if anyone is listening to me or not but in case you are, I'm pretty sure that warning code of yours, means your time is up and you should start running. Or don't, it'll make everyone's life easier. You can't really escape this." You say loud enough that you should be heard even over the repetitive warning.

"Y/n!" You spin around at the sudden call of your name. Wanda's magicked a hole in the plexiglass wall of your cell.

"Wanda? Wait a second did you bring the calvary here?" You ask stepping through the hole into the hall with her.

"You sent me an SOS did you expect me to do nothing with it? Of course I did, you have the mob basically at your disposal." She says hugging you tightly.

"I know, I just didn't think you'd be here with them." You say with a small chuckle.

"Oh please they're just the muscle on this mission. I'm the one that found you." She scoffs. "Come on, your boyfriends went looking for the culprit. I'm sure they're waiting for you." She says draping her arm across your shoulders. The two of you head further into the facility, every so often passing frantic scientists being corralled by Steve and Bucky's men.

"I don't think all of these people were involved in this ya know." You say to Wanda.

"I'm sure they weren't but Steve and Bucky said no one's allowed out until they find the right people. Better safe than sorry." She shrugs.

"Yeah I guess so. There were three guys that kidnapped me, I didn't hear them all talk so assuming none of them are the guy orchestrating this there could be anywhere from 4 to 7 people involved, based on who I've seen or interacted with. There could be others of course. There have been some periods of unconsciousness on my end so-" You rattle off.

"Don't worry. I'm sure between your boyfriends and their minions they'll find out the exact number and their identities in no time." Wanda says. Eventually, you find Bucky and Steve, their backs are to you and Bucky's got someone pushed up against the wall. You rush up to them when you realize it's Bruce they're shaking down.

"Bruce." You say. Steve and Bucky turn to you and Steve has you in his arms not a second later. He's mumbling about you being okay and blaming himself and Bucky for this all happening (somehow), between kisses atop your head.

"Thank God you found her Wanda." Bucky says. As much as he wants to hug you he's not about to let Bruce go.

"Steve I'm alright. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, you can let me go." You mumble into his chest. It takes a few seconds before he unwinds his arms.

"Are you hurt? Do you need anything? I am so sorry princess. This should never have happened. I-"

"I'm okay Stevie. As far as I know all my parts and pieces are exactly where they're meant to be. You can stop doting and blaming yourself. That doesn't even make any sense." You say.

"We're just- so relieved to see you." Steve sighs.

"Right back at you." You say turning your attention to Bruce. "Are you going to tell me who's responsible for this Bruce, because I think you've known since you saw me a few hours ago and I couldn't push it then but now, your life is in- technically in his hands but whatever you tell me will determine if I let him kill you or not so choose your next words very carefully." You say.

"Wait a second it's not Bruce that locked you up?" Bucky glares at him.

"Not directly, I don't think so but I have a strong feeling he knows who did." You say.

"Y/n, please." Bruce chokes out.

"I need a name, Bruce. A name." You say.

"Dr. Gekko. Colin Gekko." Bruce relents.

"Describe him." You say.

"Brown hair, green eyes, tall and pale. He's got a birthmark on his neck." Bruce rushes the description out breathlessly.

"Drop him Bucky." You say. Bucky lets Bruce go and Bruce hunches over struggling to catch his breath. Steve is already on the phone before you can say anything.

"Clint, we need to find a Colin Gekko. Brown hair, birthmark on his neck, tall and pale with green eyes. If you can find a photo- yes, make sure everyone knows. He is the target." Steve says into his cell phone.

"We should start looking too." Wanda tells you. You nod in agreement.

"Y/n, wait." Bruce says before you've even started to walk away. He holds out a flash drive to you that you look at with confusion. "It's everything we have, on you. What Colin was doing, my- initial file. I've wiped them all from our servers but... I thought you'd wanna have the information." He explains. You take the thumb drive from him.

"Thanks." You mutter.

"I was so looking forward to finally having a reason to break his bones." Bucky rolls his eyes.

"You can break Colin's bones when we find him." You say. "I bet he's still in whatever observation room he was using to watch me."

"End of the hall." Bruce yells after you all. Following his suggestion, the four of you head down the hall towards the observation room. Bucky kicks the door in before you even try to open it. Chances are this Colin guy tried to barricade himself in there anyway. Sure enough, when the door flies off its hinges one scrawny looking green eyed man, birthmark on his neck and all, turns to look at you all with fear on his face. Steve grabs him before he can make a move, holding his arms behind his back.

"So you're the one behind all of this." You cross your arms.

"I should rip your head off your shoulders." Bucky glares. You hold up a hand to stop him from moving towards the cowering scientist.

"I want an explanation." You say.

"You want an explanation? You broke his heart and one of the greatest scientists I've ever known couldn't do his work." Colin grits out.

"So- Bruce, put you up to this?" Wanda frowns.

"No." He scoffs.

"Sorry, let me see if I can piece this together. My boyfriend, lies to me for months, so I break up with him, well within my rights and you kidnap me to run experiments in hopes that you'll- what? Fix him? Get brownie points? Maybe a promotion?" You ask.

"I've been here for years, always flying under the radar, I thought for sure you, the bitch who ruined him-" he stops to groan when Steve tightens his hold on him in response to his vulgarity towards you.

"Watch your mouth." Steve warns shoving Colin to his knees.

"I deserve to be a head scientist here." Colin says.

"Aw, well now you'll be a dead scientist. Broke the code of ethics and all, only to wind up with nothing." You shrug. "Not even a pat on the back from your 'so-called' idol who, by the way, totally gave you away for us to find you."

"Wait I- I don't wanna die." He shakes his head.

"Oh. Maybe you should've thought about that before you kidnapped me. Word of advice, don't target someone with mob ties if you like living."

"You know, if you keep him alive you could teach him a lesson he won't forget." Bucky mutters quietly. You look over your shoulder at him and consider his suggestion.

"Do you have a knife?" You ask.

"Yes." Bucky pulls out a blade and hands it to you immediately.

"Wait a second what do you need a knife for?" Steve asks. You squat in front of Colin and grab his wrist, placing his hand flat on the ground between you. With the knife in hand, you start to sing as you jab the knife between the gaps in his fingers.

"You have all your fingers. The knife goes chop chop chop, and since you were not careful, I'm gonna take some off." You slam the knife down severing the two middle fingers on his right hand and the scream he lets out his piercing. Steve's eyes look like they're about to fall out of their sockets and Bucky's currently trying hard not to let it show how much he enjoyed watching you do that.

"Y/n!" Wanda gasps.

"What?! He kidnapped me! I coulda killed him, taking two fingers is letting him off very easy!" You say.

"Honestly the little song was a cute touch. Clever." She nods.

"Right?! Thought it'd make it a little more fun." You link your arm through hers turning to leave Colin wailing on the floor.

"Hang on." Bucky says. He walks over to Colin and grabs him by the top of his head, pulling him up onto his knees. Bucky shoves his thumb into one of Colin's eyes, sending him into another screaming fit. "Leave town. Because if we ever see you again. I'll take the other eye." Bucky says menacingly, letting go of his hair. Colin crumples to the ground again as Bucky cleans his finger with a handkerchief from his pocket. "Let's go." Bucky says, a hand on your back guiding you out of the room and subsequently Wanda, while Steve walks behind you, discussing something with Sam.

"So what happens now?" Wanda asks.

"We take you home." Steve says.

"I meant with Colin." She frowns.

"He'll probably get out of town thanks to Bucky's threat."

"How did you guys find me anyway?"

"Wanda came to us." Bucky says.

"She interrupted a meeting and nearly got shot in the process." Steve says.

"I mean, I didn't know they were in a meeting until I got there. Besides, I was too busy being angry about you getting kidnapped despite their insistence on security watching you." Wanda says.

"Well I'm safe now." You shrug.

"We want you to see our medic." Bucky says.

"What?"

"We don't know what that sick bastard could have done to you and we think it would be best to have you looked over just in case." Steve explains.

"Alright. Fine, but you stay the whole time." You say.

"Deal." He nods. "Wanda we'll drop you at your apartment first and bring y/n back later, okay?" Steve says.

"Sure whatever." She shrugs. The rest of the drive to Wanda's apartment is quiet, Wanda hugs you tightly before getting out once you arrive. After dropping her off, the three of you head to Bucky and Steve's penthouse apartment where the medic is already waiting for you apparently. She's quick, but thorough in her examination, checking superficial things like your reflexes and vision asking several questions, taking samples of your blood, and whatnot. When she leaves, you let out a deep breath finally feeling comfortable.

"How're you doing princess?" Steve asks sitting beside you to rub his hand in circles on your back. Bucky sits on your other side with a hand on your knee comfortingly.

"I'm... alright- it's just been, a day- or a couple of days. I don't really know how long it's been actually." You frown.

"It was only one night. Wanda was up til morning trying to find you and we headed out as soon as she got you." Steve explains.

"Oh- well that explains why it's only after 1 pm." You mutter.

"This- may not be the best time to say this but I'd like it to be known that the little knife game you played with that guy, was very... impressive." Bucky says.

"Thank you, although I think it's fine to say that now because it like just happened." You chuckle.

"Seriously Buck?!" Steve rolls his eyes.

"What?!" Bucky says.

"Am I missing something?" You look between the two of them.

"Don't 'what' me!" Steve scoffs.

"Oh come on, there's nothing wrong with what I said you're the one being weird about it!" Bucky says.

"Okay, definitely missing something." You nod.

"I'm being weird about it?! Because I know what you meant by that! Don't play dumb."

"Hello!" You shout and they both look at you immediately.

"Yes princess?" Steve says at the same time Bucky says,

"Yes sunshine?"

"Hi, can you let me in on this weird psychic conversation you're having?" You ask.

"If Bucky was 'impressed' with your little knife trick it was not because of this head up here." Steve says tapping his fingers on his temple.

"What-?" You frown.

"He thinks it was hot." He rolls his eyes.

"Ohhh! You could've just said that. Either of you." You laugh.

"You were just kidnapped, now is not the time to be thinking with our- lower appendage." Steve frowns.

"Come on pal you're telling me it didn't stir something in you seeing her do that?" Bucky asks, grabbing your hand.

"I'm fine Stevie, I- being turned on is a much more positive reaction to me chopping someone's fingers off than I would've expected." You shrug.

"Wait you're- you're okay with it?" Steve asks.

"Well, it's better than you being freaked out by it." You say.

"Definitely not freaked out." Bucky mutters kissing up your shoulder. You relax against his ministrations, enjoying the way his lips feel on your skin.

"That's a relief." You chuckle breathily.

"Buck-" Steve starts to roll his eyes but you grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him towards you, kissing him to stop whatever scolding he was about to give Bucky.

"Alright pal now that she's given you the green light, fess up. I know you better than anyone else, don't pretend you weren't thinking about bending her over when she took that loser's fingers like that." Bucky says, he's stopped littering your throat with kisses to taunt Steve, but his thumb is stroking the back of your neck as he speaks. Steve pulls away from your kiss to answer him.

"I was thinking about what an absolutely perfect queen she'll make." Steve says.

"Won't she?" Bucky smirks.

"Oh flattery like that will get you everywhere." You say with a small giggle.

"Right now I'm hoping it'll get us inside of you." Bucky says.

"Now that's a wish I'm only too happy to grant." You hum.

"Yeah?" He smirks.

"Absolutely." You match his cheeky smile with one of your own.

"Come here, pretty girl." Bucky hoists you off of the couch into a bridal carry. Steve kisses you once more before Bucky carries you up to their bedroom with Steve behind you. When Bucky tosses you onto the bed, Steve immediately pulls you into another kiss.

"Are you sure you wanna do this now princess? You know you can always tell us to stop if-"

"Steve stop talking!" You huff out, cutting him off. He blinks at you with a frown on his face.

"Y/n." Bucky's eyebrows knit together at your sharpness.

"I've had a very shitty 15 hours and I don't want to think about it anymore. Please. I am going to be okay just- distract me." You explain with a sigh.

"Happy to sunshine but, don't forget we love you. Sometimes we'll worry." Bucky says softly.

"I know. You can worry all you want- later. But right now I need my mind on something else." You say. Bucky nods and tugs your pants and underwear off in one go. His lips trail kisses starting at one knee and working up but he skips the place you need him most to repeat the trail up the other leg. The moment Bucky's tongue swipes through your slick folds, Steve drowns your moans with a kiss so fierce you can't breathe. Bucky wraps his lips around your clit, licking and sucking at the bundle of nerves. Your hips thrust up against his ministrations and one of his arms comes up to lay heavy across your waist, holding you down.

"Steady doll. Gotta stay still for me." He grumbles between your legs. When two of his thick fingers slide into your entrance and curl upwards you're forced to break away from Steve's kiss, your head thrown back at the feeling of his digits working you open. Steve uses the moment to take your shirt off and unhook your bra, turning his attention to your newly exposed skin. He litters your chest with blooms of red while his fingers toy with your hardened nipples. Between the two sets of hands and lips, your head is spinning with pleasure and you can feel your release building quickly.

"G-guys I'm- fuck, oh my god. I'm gonna-" you struggle to pant out a full thought with their overwhelming touch.

"You gonna cum for us princess? Go ahead baby, you know how much we love it when you fall apart." Steve coaxes, taking your earlobe between his teeth. Your back arches as your orgasm hits, as if his words were the key to a door that wouldn't open on its own. "Good girl." Steve hums when you take in a shuddering breath.

"You taste so fucking good sunshine." Bucky mutters kissing up your abdomen.

"You tell me every time." You chuckle.

"You disagreeing with me?" He quirks an eyebrow at you making you laugh harder. "Steve? Second opinion?" Bucky turns to Steve.

"I think I need a fresh taste test before I weigh in." Steve nods, effectively ending your giggle fit as he and Bucky shift accordingly, Steve kneeling between your legs and Bucky moving onto the bed beside you.

"Wait, Bucky stand up. I wanna blow you." You tell him. He lets out a groan.

"You don't have to tell me twice." He says standing up and shoving his pants down his legs quickly. Steve huffs out a laugh before diving into your heat. Your mouth drops open with a moan as his tongue laps at your pussy. When it comes to most things, Bucky and Steve have very different styles of approach, between your legs though, both men devour you like their final meal- you sometimes wonder if they discuss what they do to you to determine what works best, but you only allow yourself a second to relish in Steve's tongue as Bucky is standing at attention beside you. You take Bucky into your mouth, bobbing your head along his length eagerly. Bucky's head falls back with a groan as you work him.

"Fuck, feels so good doll." He mutters. Just then, Steve wraps his lips around your clit and sucks harshly making you moan around Bucky. Your hips jerk when Steve slides two fingers into you and you struggle to keep sucking Bucky's dick as Steve pulls you towards another orgasm.

"Let go for me baby." Steve mutters against you, tongue lapping at your sensitive bundle of nerves. You have to pull off of Bucky entirely when your release hits this time around, your body spasming uncontrollably.

"That's it doll, so pretty." Bucky hums, stroking your hair soothingly as he sits on the edge of the bed beside you.

"Gotta say, tastes better every time." Steve nods and you let out a breathless chuckle.

"You two, are ridiculous." You shake your head.

"How ya feeling sunshine?" Bucky asks.

"Good. Ready for y'all to fuck me." You say.

"Someone's insatiable." He laughs positioning himself against the headboard and lifting you onto his lap.

"Yeah and whose fault is that?" You wink. Bucky rolls his eyes but there's a smile on his face that keeps yours in place. At least until Bucky shifts you again, positioning himself at your entrance and pulling you down on him. You let out a shuddering moan as you adjust to the sudden intrusion, Bucky groaning at the way your walls pulse around him.

"Are you implying that we're responsible for this?" Steve laughs kissing your shoulder.

"Absolutely. You spoil me. I have expectations now." You say.

"Expectations, huh?" Bucky smirks, settling his hands on your hips.

"Obviously." You nod.

"Obviously." Steve scoffs. "Well Buck, let's keep those expectations high, aye."

"Was thinking the same thing." Bucky winks over your shoulder. He shifts below you, before lifting you up to bring you back down against him as he thrusts up. You cry out as Bucky takes you like that, fucking up into you and forcing you down on him. He keeps it up for several minutes before stopping, at which point you're reeling from pleasure. "Alright sunshine, we're gonna try something. Stop us if it gets too much." Bucky tells you. You should probably ask what the thing is but you're too busy trying to catch your breath so you just nod as Bucky pulls you forward to lie against his chest. Steve shifts behind you, his hands grabbing your hips firmly. You gasp and jolt slightly when you feel the head of Steve's dick poking at your already stuffed pussy.

"Wait a second there's no way you'll both fit." You say.

"Yeah we will, just relax for us baby." Bucky kisses your temple.

"Stop us if you need to princess but I think you can take it. You are perfect for us after all." Steve says rocking forward slowly, working himself in beside Bucky. You focus hard on breathing through the definitely too intense stretch of them both. When Steve eventually bottoms out, the two of them hold incredibly still, kissing reachable parts of your skin as they allow you to adjust. After a few moments, you start to squirm against them.

"Move. Please." You breathe out. They take a second to get leverage and then both of them are thrusting into you harshly. They sort out their rhythm almost immediately and all you can do is moan as Bucky and Steve fuck you together.

"Knew you could take us both. Such a good girl for us." Steve huffs out between thrusts, his breath hot in your ear. You whimper out an incoherent response.

"Aw Steve I think she's gone a bit cockdrunk on us." Bucky taunts, taking in the way your eyes are glazing over.

"Think so? Good. She wanted not to think anymore after all." Steve says. You can hear them, but their conversation falls to your ears muted, so overwhelmed that you're struggling to process anything other than the drag of their dicks along your walls.

"F-fuck I, I'm gonna- oh god." Your whiny pant isn't even a complete thought, but it's the best you're able to get out so blissed out from the way Steve and Bucky fuck you.

"Gonna cum for us sweetheart? Gonna soak our fucking dicks like a good girl?" Bucky coos at you mockingly.

"Please. Please. Please. please please please please." Your broken pleas are the only response you can offer teetering so close to the edge you can practically taste it.

"Go ahead princess, cum on our dicks, show us how good we fuck you baby." Steve says, kissing your neck. Their words along with their pace send you over the edge with a cry of their names into an orgasm so strong it's blinding. You're shaking so hard they have to tighten their hold on you as they chase their own ends. It doesn't take long for them to spill into you either, Bucky first with an expletive on his lips and Steve right after with a long moan that sends shivers down your spine. Between the two of them it's too much and you can feel their release leaking out of you. For a few moments nobody moves, it's still and silent aside from heavy breathing. Steve pulls out first and you whine when he does. "We gotta get you cleaned up princess." Steve says in response to your protesting grumble while Bucky soothes you with kisses all over your face. You watch as he walks into the bathroom and you can faintly hear the tub running. After some time, how long? Who knows, Steve returns.

"Alright sunshine. We're gonna get in the bath now." Bucky tells you. You don't have the energy to argue but you do whine again when he, with Steve's help, lifts you off of him to carry you to the bathroom. The plus side of this is when Bucky does place you in their too big jacuzzi bathtub the water is so warm you practically melt into it. Steve and Bucky take their time washing you up, gentle hands and a soft washcloth glide over your skin like it's the only thing that matters to them as they whisper promises of love and adoration and you swear you've never felt safer than in this moment.

It's incredible how what started as an anonymous gift at the mall/two overly complimentary strangers ended with you here. You're not sure loved is a strong enough word to describe how they make you feel.

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gococogo · 1 year

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hi love! i was wondering if i could request a bucky/steve thigh riding story??? like having bucky degrade so hard then steve counter acting it with praise

-Lyn

Memories

「Synopsis 」 : Steve is curious if Bucky remembers more than he lets on and realizes that both are wanting more than they show.

「Word count」 : 1.93K

-> Genre: Marvel Smut

Paring: Steve Rogers / Bucky Barnes

[Warnings] : Thigh riding/Praise/slight degradation/adult themes

Notes: Thank you for you for your request! I got a little carried away with this one. I changed it up a tony bit but kept in what you asked for.

Sam was gone and it just left the two of them in the small car. Bucky sits quietly in the back, almost trying to hide himself behind the seat so Steve can’t see him in the review mirror. He’s happy that Bucky is here, but he also has to remind himself that this man isn’t the same one he knew.

“Do you remember,” Steve starts, “the time when we snuck into the back of that taxi?”

Bucky comes into view in the mirror and his eyes are deep in thought. He finally meets Steve’s gaze through the mirror.

“You were much smaller then,” Bucky says, and Steve can’t help the smile that comes on his face. “We got stuck in there because of you.”

Steve wonders if Bucky remembers the rest of the incident or if he just remembers it vaguely. He doesn’t want to push so Steve looks back out the window for Sam.

“How did we get out of the trunk?” Bucky asks.

Steve can feel his face heat up something red. Should he tell the exact story or should he just tell a lie. A tightens begins in his gut. He’s so unsure of how much Bucky remembers. How much Bucky feels or if those old feelings are still there.

“We called out to someone after a couple of hours being stuck in there. The taxi driver got us out and we ran for the hills so we wouldn’t get in trouble,” Steve lies through his teeth.

Bucky stares at him through the mirror. “I don’t remember it going like that,” he says softly.

So, he does remember how it went? Steve turns around to look at Bucky face to face. They’re both silent for a few passing seconds until Steve speaks.

“How do you remember it?” He asks.

Bucky looks down at his lap, anywhere but at Steve. A minute goes by but Steve waits. Bucky answers, “I remember us kissing…” he trails off and shakes his head lightly, “I must be remembering it wrong, sorry.”

Steve places a hand on his knee, scaring Bucky a little but it brings his gaze back to him. A little hope flickers inside of Steve and he wants to see how much more Bucky knows.

“No, keep going,” Steve urges.

Bucky looks down at the hand holding his thigh. “I… I held you close to me as I spoke into your ear. It was a tight squeeze, but we were still able too⸻“ He cuts himself off. His face is flushed red of embarrassment, and he can’t look Steve in the eye.

Somehow, Steve is able to crawl from the front into the back seat. It takes both of them by surprise when he doesn’t get stuck halfway through. But what does take Bucky by surprise is when Steve leans heavily over him.

“Keep going,” Steve urges on. “Show me how you held me.”

Bucky stares at him wide eyed and his mouth slightly parted. His heart beats heavily in his chest and he’s paralysed for a moment. These feelings for Steve that have been coming forth with every memory have been intoxicating. It’s been so many years he would have thought that Steve would’ve moved on. But maybe he got it completely wrong. Bucky looks out into the little alley way they’re in. Sam has gone off to do god knows what but it’ll take him some time before he comes back.

As Bucky looks back to the blonde, Steve is the first to move. He sits awkwardly on Bucky’s lap the best he can in the back seat of the car. Bucky finds himself placing his hands on Steve’s thighs, as if it’s something he doesn’t have to think about. Steve tries to lean back so his chest isn’t right in Bucky face but he ends up doing this awkward hunched over sit.

“Is this okay?” Steve asks.

Bucky swallows thickly. “This is something how I remember it,” he answers.

Steve chuckles lightly, a sound that is nice to Bucky’s ears. All of this is coming back as familiar but every time he thinks too hard, he loses it.

“How else do you remember it?” Steve asks, urging the other on.

Bucky has to think now. Remember how the memory went. He tries not to think too hard; he lets the memory come to him.

“I remember this laying down,” Bucky says.

“We were stuck in the trunk,” the blonde interjects. “We couldn’t sit up.”

Bucky grabs Steve’s side though and ever so gently, repositions them so that the blonde is laying down on the back car seats. Bucky hovers over him now with a knee between Steve’s legs and hands still gripping his sides.

“This is how I remember it,” Bucky adds.

“What happened next?” Steve asks with a smile.

Bucky slowly lowers himself down, so they’re face to face. There’s hesitation in those icy blue eyes that Steve can’t stand to see. He brings a hand up to caress Bucky’s face, then gently brings him down for a kiss. Bliss fills Steve’s chest. The kiss is soft but familiar, as if Bucky is worried about hurting him. Steve rakes his hand through Bucky’s out grown hair and holds tight, not wanting to let this moment go. Bucky is the first to pull away, millimetres away from each other’s face. They both breathe in and out heavily and collect themselves.

Bucky murmurs something into Steve’s neck that he can’t make out. Steve pulls Bucky’s face into view and forgets how beautiful he is. Steve has missed this. He’s missed Bucky so much. He’s missed the dazed look Bucky gets in his eyes. He’s missed the feeling of Bucky’s scruff rubbing up against his face as they kiss. He’s missed Bucky’s hands around him, grabbing him, and squeezing.

“What was that?” Steve asks finally.

“Are ready for what happened next in the trunk?” Bucky whispers down to him.

His voice goes straight to Steve’s crotch. “Yes,” he breathes out.

Bucky brings the knee that is between Steve’s leg upwards. The shock of pleasure and the grunt that escapes his throat that is forced out of Steve reminds him that he hasn’t done this since before he was frozen in the ice. He wonders how long it’s been for Bucky.

Steve grinds back down on Bucky’s knee, stuttering at the electric feel that zips through his senses. Maybe it’s the serum, but everything feels ten times more heightened. Steve’s hands find their way onto Bucky’s shoulders as they ease into a rocking motion. Steve grinds down on Bucky’s knee with a desperation. He gets lost in himself until Bucky says something.

“Huh?” He breathes out.

Bucky takes another go at it. “I then remember calling you things,” he says.

“Like what?”

“Like,” Bucky hesitates a moment, “Like whore, needy and slut,” with each word said he grinds upwards into Steve.

Steve can’t help the moans that escape his mouth with each motion. Each word sends a thrill up his back. He use to love this when they were back in their apartment. Back in Brooklyn when it was just him and Bucky against the world. But he’s not here to be called those names today. He’s here to come together with something old.

“No,” Steve says in a hush. “Let’s skip that part of the memory. I want you to be good for me.”

Bucky gives a short nod, an eagerness coming to his soft eyes. “Okay,” his voice is so delicate it’s almost lost to the panting and heavy breathing in the car.

Steve brings him down for another kiss, deepening this one with pure need. Repositioning himself slightly, Steve bends his knees and gets his feet on something solid. Either the seat or the door it doesn’t matter. He arches his back so he’s able to grind on Bucky’s thigh instead of just his knee. One of his legs is in between Bucky’s and they’re interlocked, grinding down on each other. Steve can feel Bucky through his jeans, he’s as turned on from this as Steve is. They both need friction. Their movements start to become desperate as they begin chasing their highs. Steve pulls away from the kiss and gives light pecks on Bucky’s cheek and down his neck as he catches his breath.

“You’re being so good,” Steve mumbles out.

Bucky’s movement stutters at the sudden praise. His hands move up Steve’s side and under his shirt. The metal hand is cold to touch and Steve flinches at the suddenness of it. Bucky’s movements stop, as if he’s hurt the blonde.

“Keep going,” Steve urges. “You’re fine.”

Bucky looks down at him for a moment, unmoving. Steve is so close and he wants to keep going but he doesn’t want to push Bucky into it any further than he wants to.

“We didn’t get this far in the trunk,” Bucky finally speaks.

It makes Steve chuckles from his chest. “No, we didn’t.”

“Someone heard us and found us in the trunk,” Bucky remembers the last part of the memory. “We had to run.”

The memory brings a warm feeling to Steve’s heart. A time from when they both didn’t care and did whatever they set out to do.

“We can finish what we started back then,” Steve adds quickly.

That brings a cheeky smile to Bucky’s face, something that’s contagious and has the blonde smiling as well. Bucky moves forward a bit so he has a better angle to grind down on Steve and vis a versa.

“I’d like that,” Bucky permits, giving Steve the green light to move downwards on the other.

Bucky’s hands run further up Steve’s body and land on his chest. They squeeze and Bucky’s mouth opens slightly as he grinds down. Steve uses his body to grind upwards, pulling Bucky further down on top of him. The two of them become needy and desperate. Panting and groaning in each other’s ears, turning Steve on with the more he hears.

“Bucky,” Steve breathes out his name before he finally releases in his pants.

He stutters and gasps for air. It’s as if the air as been knocked out of him. He’s never came with the serum in his system and he feels twice as much as he usually would. Bucky keeps rutting down on his thigh, trying to get to his own high.

Steve reaches down and palms his cock trapped in his pants. Bucky pants louder as the helping hand gets him closer, and closer. He’s such a lovely sight, the desperation to get to his orgasm. Finally, Bucky comes stuttering and holding onto Steve for dear life. The two of them stay stuck to each, collecting themselves and catching their breath. Steve feels like he’s back in school coming in his pants from rutting down on something.

The moment is long lived as a short tapping comes from the window. Bucky sits up so quickly he hits his head on the roof of the car. He holds his head as he curses under his breath. The driver side door opens and Sam pokes his head in. He visibly flinches back, his nose scrunching up at the smell.

“Are you guys done yet?” Sam asks bitterly. “I’ve been waiting for you fellas to finish your stuff for a while now.”

Steve tries to sit up the best he can. The embarrassment that tightens his chest is crippling. His face is probably bright tomato red; he can feel it.

“How long have you been out there?” Steve asks.

Sam scoffs, “Long enough.”

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