#think about the bionic woman way more often bc of him

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Ok Ok so I just had an idea for a Bucky fic but I’m not a writer so I’m just gonna lay it out because I brain dumped it into an Apple note so I don’t forget by the morning.

Here’s a soft Bucky for your troubles, brain dump under the cut.

Ok so soulmate AU where you have a tattoo inside your wrist that counts down to the moment you meet your soulmate. Enter Bucky Barnes, who is post-Winter Soldier and guarded. He doesn’t want to meet his soulmate because he doesn’t want to form attachments or put anyone in danger/bring them into his crazy life. Plus he probably thinks he’s not worthy because, ya know, self loathing.

So naturally when the clock is winding down, he tries to lock himself away somewhere where he couldn’t possibly meet a new person, but reader stumbles in somehow (I don’t have deets on how reader stumbles in or how he tries to “hide” yet).

Some other things about this AU- people can change their fate. The clocks have been known to change drastically (adding years, shaving off weeks) when people take a new job out of town, make big decisions, etc.

Also, people who are already matched are easily identified by their wrists reading 0y0d0hr0min0sec. This is the societal equivalent of a wedding band, but it means a lot more. In fact, society doesn’t really frown upon unmarried women getting pregnant if they are at zero. That clock says more about their forever than legal documentation ever could. If, however, a woman is pregnant by not-her-soulmate and her clock is still ticking, she is frowned upon by conservative types, and her parents are probably disappointed/embarrassed. In other words, outside-the-bond sex is much like our society sees premarital sex- it happens more often than people would think, but they don’t always talk about it because slut shaming is very real. Some use it as “practice” for the right person, others to blow off steam, others because alcohol, still more because it’s their damn body and they won’t let fate or genetics or whatever higher power inked their skin call the shots.

When one half of a bonded pair dies, the tattoo disappears. It has been known, in some cases, to come back after some time and begin a new countdown. After all, you could be perfectly matched with different people at different times in your life, depending on your experiences etc.

Lastly, Bucky’s clock has changed twice. Once when he fell off the train; it disappeared because the course of his life changed such that he was no longer destined to meet his then-soulmate. He became a weapon, and the blank slate on his arm made him Hydra’s ideal choice because he would be effective and free of distractions. They turned him into a killing machine with no capacity for love, so the tattoo never came back. You could even toy with the concept of his tat having been on his left wrist, which was ripped off. The hope of a happy life died that day.

The second time it changed was when he pulled Steve from the water and began to break free of the Winter Soldier (I’ll stop you right there... this is not a Stucky fic, that moment with Steve just brings back his humanity and hope at a loving connection with anyone.) Bucky is in complete shock to see the clock appear on his right wrist after everything and the shock turns to fear, anxiety, concern, when he realizes what this means.

So ~elsewhere~, reader’s tattoo snaps back to life as well. (Unsure if her OG match died after they were together or if he did something to change his fate and her tattoo had just disappeared one day out of the blue, a few weeks before the countdown was up, and she never knew why.) She is now a bit of a cynic after her previous experience, so doesn’t put weight on it any more. She simply goes about her life changing nothing, sure that the second match won’t take so she has nothing to worry about.

Bucky, however, has been actively trying to change his fate due to aforementioned concerns, and nothing wipes the tattoo. He thought for sure after Bucharest he’d be free of this nagging concern, but it simply added a few years to the clock. Perfect, more time to figure out a way to stall things without going “winter soldier” again. Shuri is amazed to see that when he goes into cryo (“don’t wake me up until the damn tattoo is gone,” he had insisted), the clock ticks along.

These are my 2:30AM hotel room thoughts while listening to my brother snore. Like I’m dying to know how they meet, how they react, and how their tentative relationship develops. But my brain won’t touch it. All it gave me is the universe and some small deets. Will someone PLEASE write this I will pay you in many reblogs. Tagging some Bucky writers, y’all feel free to write this if you feel inspired just plz tag me bc I want to read the shit out of it.

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i don’t want to love you| steve rogers

So guys, this is my first time writing for Steve. He and I still have.. problems with one another because of what he did in Civil War. But because the anon asked so nicely.. and it’s a Post IW fic.. I couldn’t pass this up. Enjoy!

There should be a couple of requests coming out over the next two days! Here’s what you can expect.

= PART THREE OF THE SENSES MINI SERIES FOR TONY STARK: SIGHT 

= DOCTOR WHO ONESHOT

= Something for Owen Hunt bc I just heard Greys Anatomy did him dirty and got Teddy pregnant.. what the crap. -_-

** And an annoucement about a 2K challenge, because I am FOUR away from 2K! Thank you all SO MUCH!

Prompt:  Could you do Infinity Wars Steve Rogers imagine where the reader is Tony's sister and when Steve and co. come to the Avengers compound after saving Vision, it is the first time they've seen each other since when they broke up in Civil War since she stood with Tony and they talk?

Fair warning: This is probably going to be two parts. I am planning to have a summer tag list, if any of you are interested. Please let me know!

Here. After all this time.. He’s finally come home. 

But you know as well as the other Avengers who have made their grand arrival to the New York Compound that this building has not been home to the family they had successfully destroyed for quite some time. 

He’s less then a foot in front of you. You can feel his piercing gaze intently focused on you, completely blocking out the conversations happening between the reunited Avengers as you do everything in your power to not look at the man before you. The anxiety building up in you is slowly eating away at your willpower, your patience, your heart. You feel like you’re losing control on yourself, and it drives you insane. 

Tony had warned you about this. He said that at some point, something big would be descending to Earth and it would require the Avengers that had been hiding out to resurface. Tony had been adamant that you remain behind with Rhodes in the Compound, since the two of you were best friends along with your twin brother.. and he wanted someone to be there in case something went wrong. 

  “Keep him safe for me, kiddo.” You pursed your lips as Tony stood on his tiptoes to kiss your cheek eagerly. “Going with the missus to the park. Be good.. and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” 

  “You do remember that I’m ten minutes older then you, right?” You replied mockingly. “Cause I’m normally the one who makes the stupid decisions.” 

The smile that spread across his face was enough to melt your heart. It was about time that Anthony Stark had some happiness in his life. 

Trembling fingers grip the flannel that’s wrapped around your body, a deep blue garment that had once belonged to Steve. The last time you’d worn it was before the Civil War had occurred, before it had torn your family to shreds and ruined a life you had once loved. 

  “Y/N? You hearin’ me?” 

Rhodey wraps his fingers around the frame of your wrist, gently tugging you away from an equally confused Natasha to give the two of you a bit more privacy. The former soldier knows the signs of an anxiety attack all too well - He had been helping both you and Tony deal with them for ages. It was normally Tony who had them.. you tended to act as if you were made of steel. You never let your walls fall, never let your vulnerability show. 

Not until Steven Grant Rogers came crashing back into your life like a forceful hurricane, demolishing the walls you’d built around your heart since he had left you behind. It still hurt to think about how the only man to ever love you had just.. left you behind. 

  “I-I hear you-” You rasped, wincing as it became difficult to properly breathe. The other Avengers were watching you so intently that you squirmed under their gaze, shrinking into Rhodes body and gripping his MIT shirt for support. “They-They won’t stop staring-” 

Vision was the one to step up. “I believe Miss Stark requires a moment alone, Captain.” He replied firmly, ushering the others in the lab from the premises. You wrapped your arms around James Rhodes and settled your chin on his shoulder, locking eyes with the humanoid AI (an: im sorry lol) and thanking him with a silent nod. 

  “You’re okay. If he even tries anything, I’ll kick him into next week with my bionic super legs.” 

  “The Civil War happened three years ago, James.” You replied solemnly, wiping your dampened cheeks with the backs of your hands as you inhaled deeply. Your vision slowly cleared until you were gazing at the stark white walls of the lab, the silence enveloping you in a sense of safety you had not felt in quite a while. “Grudges have to die at some point. I want to put this to rest. I want to get over him. To stop-” 

  “To stop loving him?”

You froze midway to the door and paused in your place, pressing your lips into a thin line as a sudden cold enveloped you - and you found yourself back in the confined walls of a HYDRA base in Siberia, where Steve Rogers had left Tony Stark for dead. 

The internal heater of your suit dissipated when you removed your helmet, sinking to your knees in the fabric of your armor to shield your brother from Steve Rogers wrath. Tony had created the suit to be light-weight and stealthy, while also offering equal protection and distribution of your powers. 

It contained the chaos that so often came with your presence. 

The super soldier stood over the both of you, shield weakly clutched in his arm as he stared at the blood painting Tonys face. 

  “Steve-” You cried out weakly, shivering as Tony wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you back against him. Despite the fact that you were the older sibling, your brother never failed in his devotion to protect his only living family member left. “Steven.. After all we’ve been through, you’re just going to leave the woman you love?” 

  “He’s my friend, Y/N. He’s.. He’s Bucky.” 

Rage replaced the grief flooding through your veins as you lunged forward, slamming Steve into the wall with your entire body weight, which also caused him to drop Bucky Barnes in the process. Normally you would’ve cared, but this was between the two of you. The man who you loved and who loved you. 

  “You don’t just abandon the people you love.” Tears blurred your vision as you rested your forehead against his own, oblivious to Steve’s fingertips ghosting over the shape of your hips. Oh, how he was going to miss touching you. “I thought.. what happened to loving me, Steve?” 

He never answered you. He simply pushed your battered form aside and bent down to grip Bucky in his embrace before leaving the HYDRA facility entirely. There was nothing but you, Tony, and the bitter cold. 

You had made a vow from that point on to never love another man the way you had loved him. But seeing Steve after all these years, gazing at you with such awe and such guilt over his choices.. It had you contemplating that vow. 

  “That’s the thing Rhodes,” You slowly exhaled through your nose and ran your hands over your face exasperatedly. “I don’t think I’ve ever stopped.” 

Part 2???? 

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