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auro-ora · 4 years

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Nights We’re Alone

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: mentions of Bucky’s past, fluff, lots of fluff

Word Count: 1,152

Notes: my first prompt I’ve written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and I hope this turned out okay and the anon who requested it likes it :) Thank you for reading!

Duties were called and this time they called you to Wakanda by the request from King T’challa himself. He needed you to help with the on-going recovery of Sergeant James Barnes. T’challa had filled you in with some details, Barnes was already out of cryo and living in a hut surrounded by his goats and some other animals on his farm they gave him. It was your job as a psychologist to observe his behavior, to make sure he wasn’t relapsing at any point during the recovery. Sergeant Barnes was decoded by Shuri, but like most things in life, nothing is a quick fix or a guarantee it will even work long term. You studied James’ file during your flight. You were up to date on everything you needed to know for now.

Your heart couldn’t help but ache for the man, you’ve helped many veterans in the past with PTSD and depression, but nothing quite like this. 70 years of brainwashing, 70 years of unspoken and unimaginable torture and pain. Hydra had truly broken him up into pieces and made him their own puppet.

The quinjet landed and you walked down the ramp with the file close to your chest. T’challa and Okoye were waiting for you at the bottom. “Thanks for having me here.” you smiled and bowed your head out of politeness. You had learned from your sister’s boyfriend Steve that they simply ‘don’t do that here’. “Thank you for coming at such short notice.” the king replied in his thick Wakandan accent. “Where is Sergeant Barnes currently?” you wondered and T’challa nodded over to a hut. “You will be his only neighbor.” the king informed you. With a nod of your head, the king led the way to the huts. Your heart pounding in your chest for some unknown reason.

“Here he is known as The White Wolf, as named by the children.” the king continued speaking during the walk. “Why is that?” you asked with a genuine interest. You’ve heard many stories about the white wolf in the past, about what they represent.

“It represents freedom and a strong warrior.” he explained. “Let me show you to your hut before you join us for dinner.” you nodded your head and followed behind quietly. The hut was nothing special but it was quirky and cute. There was a single metal framed bed with one pillow and a thin sheet laid out neatly on top of it. A small desk sat on the other end with a wooden stool. “This is great. Thanks!” you and T’Challa exchanged smiles. Your ears perked up from the sounds of children laughing outside. “I believe the White Wolf has risen.” he chuckled. “Do they spend much time with him?” you asked, biting back a grin. “Always.” Shuri said from behind him. “Hi I’m Shuri.” she introduced herself, stretching her hand out. “I’m Y/N.” you smiled, returning the shake.“Please come, we have much to show you.”

The siblings made you feel most welcome to Wakanda. It was peaceful, safe and there was just something about the place that made the atmosphere so happy, almost like it was impossible to feel sad here. You understood this was the right place for James to be. This is where he would feel most at peace for the first time in over 70 years. You joined the siblings for dinner and by the time you made it back to your hut, the sun had already gone down.

It was such a beautiful peaceful night with the stars blinking brightly in the night sky as you take a stroll by the lake not far from your hut. The moon’s brightness reflects off the rippling water. The night animals coming awake in the distance.

“Hi.” a gruff sounding voice spoke from behind you. Turning on your heels, your mouth gaped open. Sergeant Barnes stood tall in his red and blue Wakandan robe, one arm missing as Shuri was working on a new Vibranium one for the soldier for when he would need it, hopefully not any time soon. Top half of his hair tied back in a bun and a trimmed beard. You could see the moonlight reflecting in his bright blue eyes.

“Wow.” you breathed out. You had only seen two photos of Barnes, one was during a Hydra brainwash and the other was from the 1940’s but nothing could have prepared you for this. “I mean hi Sergeant Barnes. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” the smile on his face reached his eyes. “Bucky.” he corrected. You repeated his name, loving the way it rolled off your tongue. “I’m Y/N.” you realized at this point you hadn’t closed your mouth and your tongue was sticking to the roof of your mouth. “Y/N. A beautiful name.” his smile never faltered.

The two of you sat on the green grass in front of the lake, talking about whatever came to mind but being mindful of what could trigger him. You wanted him to feel he had a friend in you but at the same time you were here to keep a close eye on his progress and be here as his psychologist and friend. Bucky told you what he could remember from his past and what he was comfortable sharing. You never pushed him and you never once interrupted him.

To make him more comfortable and to make it seem less of a psychological evaluation, you in turn told him your life story. You grew up with Sharon, she was your older sister. You told Bucky about the times the two of you would fight over clothes or irrelevant things. Bucky would laugh at some things but he agreed that stealing someone’s cookies was not a joke.

After a while, you two were so connected that you had forgotten about your purpose of being here to begin with. You stared longingly into each other’s eyes, giggling when it became too intense or awkward. Even under the moonlight, Bucky could see your blush clearly.

This was the first time in his life Bucky didn’t feel the weight of the world on his shoulders. He wasn’t treated as a monster, he was treated like a local and it all made sense. Since he met you not even an hour ago, it made perfect sense to him, it felt right.

By the end of the first week, this had become a routine for you and Bucky to spend your evenings sitting out by the lake, talking and giggling like two teenagers. To Bucky, you were the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. So he didn’t hesitate for one second when he leaned in one evening and you closed the gap, his soft lips dancing against yours and his beard tickling your chin. You didn’t need to speak any words to each other. Just by the looks in your eyes and the love in the kiss, you both knew you were falling in love quickly with each other.

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ohmygoodnessgraciouss · 5 years

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Bucky x God!War Machine!Reader

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Summary: can i get a bucky barnes x god! war machine! reader. the reader has a native language on her planet and it was used against her by one of her own tribe. she gets brainwashed by HYDRA and years later some voice utters the trigger words. she gets instructions to kill the avengers. but bucky being her bf says the words to take control of the war machine. [sorry if it’s long and boring. you can add a few things or take something out. thank you.]

Never say sorry if it’s long! And it certainly wasn’t boring! I really did enjoy writing it! I’m so sorry this took so long! <3

Words: 2278

Living on a completely new planet is much like taking off into a new country and leaving everything behind. That means your family and friends too. You were an unlucky person who was tricked into going to a new planet by one of the members in your tribe.

On your planet, your people were all grouped together in many tribes. Everyone lived in peace and harmony for a long time, but once every generation, there is the one who tried to rebel and be different. You couldn't blame them, but as a goddess on your planet, you couldn't condone this kind of behavior. It could lead to disaster and destruction for everyone, and the last thing you needed was a war.

Unfortunately, that person in your tribe was able to trick you into leaving the planet permanently for a mission that was happening on Earth. Some other worlds called it Midgard, but your planet decided to call it the way the people on their planet wanted to. Everyone knew it as Earth, but you didn't know of the evil that happened on there.

It turns out that HYDRA was a well-known group of people who committed acts that were unheard of on your planet. You were told that they had captured some of your people and you had to go save them. Instead, it was all an act to capture you, a goddess, so they could experiment and create the perfect weapon. A war machine.

Much like how they created the Winter Soldier, they used trigger words to take control over you whenever necessary. You were stuck doing their bidding for decades, fighting and killing everything that stood in your way. In fact, they were able to retrieve an infinity stone because of you. HYDRA was respected and feared by all because of their own War Machine and Winter Soldier.

When the Avengers were all together for a specific mission after Steve was able to help Bucky Barnes, they were able to help you as well. You were much harder to capture due to being a goddess on your planet, but Thor and Steve were able to corner you. Bucky knew some of the trigger words and tried them for hours on you. He finally found the one that snapped you out of it.

The Avengers helped you out and gave you a sense of home and comfort, but it was nothing compared to the connection you made with Bucky. He knew exactly what you went through and it made it easy to talk to him. It didn't take long for the two of you to start dating. In fact, Tony and the others placed a bet on when it would happen.

It felt like everything was alright for the time being. You were happy staying with the Avengers for a long time. However, you of all people should know that nothing good lasts forever. It would happen when you least expected it, and you'd need their help more than ever.

"Bucky, are you sure about this? I have a weird feeling about it all. Something seems wrong." You stood in the training room with your boyfriend, Bucky. He was packing a few weapons into a bag ranging from guns to knives. There was a mission coming up where the two of you had to infiltrate the HYDRA building to grab a few files that they stole from SHIELD.

"Nothing will go wrong, Y/N. We have a whole plan set up. It's almost fool-proof," He reassured you as he zipped up the bag. While slinging it over his shoulder he made his way to the door. You followed him quickly.

"The fact that you said almost fool-proof is the reason why I'm worried about this," You tried to joke. You couldn't explain why you were so nervous about it this time. It was like a sixth sense.

Bucky turned towards you with a serious expression, one that was very odd for him. He was usually very light-hearted and joking. If he didn't have that certain glint in his eyes that he almost always has, this means he was serious. "It will be fine, Y/N. We have everything under control. The mission will be over before you know it."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise."

You quietly slid through the vents of the HYDRA building. They were cold and smooth. Every once in a while you could feel a small cobweb in the corner as you turned. It was clear that this building was abandoned a long time ago. "Bucky, what's your location?" You asked him as you found the grate door that you needed. Looking through the slits you could see a dimly lit room with several desks.

"I'm in meeting room A3. There's no one in sight, but there are still a few security systems still active. Be careful," He warned. You rolled your eyes, knowing now that you were right about the mission.

"On it. I'm going in. I should have the files in just a few minutes. Steve, are you by the door?" You asked, checking to make sure he was there. Tony wanted to make sure that absolutely nothing went wrong, so he wanted Steve to man the door. The building may be abandoned, but HYDRA could still watch it like a hawk through cameras.

"Go ahead, Y/N. I've got the door. Just get those papers and get out."

"On it," You turned off your comms for the time being so you could focus on where the security measures are. Several lasers were by the single desk that held the files. They were almost impossible to see, but you had a sharp eye for this after training with Natasha Romanoff.

You quietly snuck in and grabbed the papers immediately. You didn't expect them to be placed on a trap. You could feel the tug as the papers almost seemed glued to the desk. It wasn't enough to stop them from being stuck, but it was enough for you to look back. While you had the papers in your hand, a sensor on the surface was glowing red. Your eyes widened and ran for it, hitting the lasers anyway.

"Steve, there was a sensor underneath the papers! I'm leaving, get out of here!" You yelled to him, running for the vent.

The vent was locked by a door, forcing you to head for the door. You were hoping Steve was still there, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Get out of there now!" Tony yelled through the comms. Clearly, something had gone wrong. His tone was clearly panicked and worried for your safety.

You started running through the hallways until you found yourself in a room filled with HYDRA agents. They all carried guns that were directly pointed at you. You didn't stand a chance because someone grabbed you from behind, forcing you to drop the papers. Their grip around you was strong and firm. You tried fighting it to the best of your ability but they whispered one word that still held power over you. It was the one codeword that could put you back into the War Machine.

Bucky stood impatiently by the helicopter with the other Avengers. He was anxious to see you and make sure you were alright, but Steve and the others told him he couldn't go back in.

"Bucky, she'll pull through it, she's strong," Steve patted his friend on the back.

"I know she is, but I'm worried anyway," He sighed. Continuing to look out at where the building was, he nearly ran to you when he saw you walking out.

There was something wrong, he just had a feeling. You had a few cuts and bruises on your face, but you were stoic. It was as if you didn't feel anything. Your eyes didn't even light up the way they usually did when you saw Bucky, and that was the big part that worried him. It was his favorite part about seeing you in the morning.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" He called out to you as you stopped short. You were only a few yards away from them as Tony and Rhodey stepped out of the helicopter. Natasha stayed put, making sure that it was ready to take off, but kept a careful eye on you anyway.

Your hand slowly went up to your comms as you spoke into it. "They're here," You said, letting all of the HYDRA agents know where the Avengers were. Bucky's eyes widened, realizing what they must have done to you.

The fight began only seconds after that. Shots were fired everywhere as Steve used his shield to block the bullets. Natasha ran out with her own pistols ready. Tony quickly tapped on his arc reactor, putting his suit back on. He raised his hands up, firing at the agents.

Bucky ran for cover as he held his metal arm up to protect himself from the bullets. He was determined to make his way over to you to try the code words again. If they were able to put you under, that meant there was a way to bring you back again. His eyes scanned the battlefield, finally catching your (H/C) hair amongst the dark agents. You were hiding behind a few of the men, shielding yourself away from the others.

He quickly got up, making a run for it and using his machine gun to shoot at the men. Your eyes darted to him as the two soldiers in front of you dropped dead. A glint of anger was in your gaze as you ran for it. HYDRA told you to stay far away from him as they knew he could snap you out of it.

He was much taller and therefore could run faster than you. He knocked your weapon out of your hands quickly as he used his metal arm to bring you close to him in a death grip. You tried resisting as much as possible, but nothing worked. You kicked him in the knee as hard as you could, and he loosened his grip enough for you to run out. You turned to him as you grabbed your gun back up, pointing it directly at him. He raised his hands up, not wanting to do anything to surprise you yet.

"Y/N, you have to listen to me. They've brainwashed you again. You don't want to do this, and we're not going to fight you."

"That's a shame, you're going to make it too easy for me then." You walked a few steps closer to him, closing the space. Your gun was close enough to shoot him at point-blank, but he wouldn't be able to grab it without lunging for it.

"What did they say to you? How did they bring you back to them?"

"They didn't say or do anything to me, but they showed me that there's another way to go, to do what's truly right. And that's to destroy you, Avengers. Y ou're nothing more than a pathetic piece of trash that deserves what's coming to you."

Bucky recognized the one word you said during your small speech to him. It was like you were trying to subtly tell him what the code word was. You were trying to fight it.

When he was going through the list of words, he noticed that many of the words were different adjectives to degrade your self-esteem. From ugly to disgusting to minute, all of the words were in Russian and all were meant to break you. Including the word that meant in English, pathetic. It was the only way you could tell him while you were under.

"Have any last words?" You asked him, knocking him out of his small trance. He smiled slightly, barely hearing the last few gunshots in the background.

He muttered the code.

You collapsed almost immediately after.

"I'm really sorry for nearly killing you and all of the Avengers... Again," You said, sitting in your hospital bed in the infirmary wing of the Avengers Tower. Bucky sat next to you, holding your hand and examining your last few injuries.

"They're not holding any hard feelings. I'm just glad you're okay." He kissed the top of your head, pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back quickly, loving his warm embrace at the moment.

"I told you something would go wrong. You should really trust a girl when she tells you stuff like that." He chuckled.

"I'll keep that in mind next time. As for now, Stark has already said you're not allowed on any more HYDRA missions. They'll keep you on all of the other missions, but they aren't going to risk that all over again."

"Thank God." You breathed a sigh of relief. "Were the files retrieved? I dropped them when they were able to grab me in the one room."

"Don't worry about that, Y/N. We weren't able to find them, they must've taken off with the papers when we weren't looking. It doesn't matter. Fury says he'll send in different SHIELD agents along with Hill to get them."

"I'm worried about them then. If the Avengers couldn't get those files, who could?" You asked. You didn't want to sound arrogant or cocky like Tony would, but the Avengers was supposed to be a team filled with the best.

"Fury trusts them. I think some of them were Johnson, Fitz, and Simmons. They're considered some of the best in the world. You should be more focused on recovering though. I want a rematch soon. I can't accept that you were able to get out of my arms that easily," He joked.

"You're on, Barnes."

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imsuchmarveltrash · 6 years

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Bucky Barnes Imagine - No More Time

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced!Reader:

Word Count: ~6200

Summary: 2 years after Enhanced!Reader saves both Bucky and herself from Hydra, Hydra decides to take its revenge.

A/N: Hey guys, so this is my first imagine that I’m posting and it’s loosely based on the song No More Time by flor (You should really check them out, both the band and the song are AMAZING!!!), but I hope you guys like it. Feedback is much appreciated. :)

Warning: Angst, swearing

Your life had been difficult, but you had finally gotten to a point where you were genuinely happy. You’d been dealt a bad hand. When you were younger, you had found out that you had an enhanced ability: cell regeneration. Your cells both healed and replaced themselves so fast that you were even able to cheat death (essentially making you immortal).

It wasn’t long until people found out about your ability. Hydra had sent the Winter Soldier to abduct you when you were only 16. You couldn’t understand what purpose they had for your abilities until the torturous experiments started. Each day, they exposed you to painful tissue extractions, trying to find the root of your abilities in order to replicate them. Hydra had taken you from your family, only to replace them with a life of pain without solace.

This continued for 10 years, until you finally broke free. The Hydra base you were in fell under attack and, by some technological error, your cell was opened. You were finally given the opportunity to try and escape the organisation that had made your life a living hell.

As you ran through the labyrinth of corridors, you passed a large room filled with numerous cryo tanks. Being locked in Hydra for so long, you had come to hear about who the Winter Soldier was from various doctors, scientists, and agents that happened to talk about him around the room you were being held in. The opportunity in front of you was too sweet. You needed to rob Hydra of their most lethal and favoured weapon.

You drained and opened the tank that the soldier was being held in, desperately trying to hold up his limp body while trying to help him regain consciousness. After a few angst-filled seconds, he came to, with an exceptionally confused look on his face.

“Where am I? Who are you?” he asked frantically.

“You’re in a Hydra base that is currently crumbling, and my name is Y/N. But, Come on! We need to hurry if we want to make it out of here alive.” You stressed.

The soldier nodded and unsteadily stood to his feet. Once you were sure he didn’t need your assistance, you let go of him, only to grab his hand and pull him as you broke into a run. You needed to escape the facility. You had come too far to take the opportunity for granted.

You and the soldier made it out of the building just in time as its foundation crumbled with a massive explosion. Panting, you finally stopped to breathe once hidden in the treeline of the forest that concealed the Hydra base. You turned to look at the soldier.

“So, now that you know who I am, and I set you free, who are you?” you asked. The soldier blinked confusedly, as if trying to grasp at memories that were barely there.

“My name’s B-Bucky, I think.” He murmured, clearly not trusting his own mind.

He groaned in frustration, clenching his hands in his hair, still wet from the cryo tank. He sank down onto the cold soil of the forest floor, breathing deeply as he tried to compose himself. He opened his mouth again, thinking hard, then closed it and reopened it, before replying.

“My name is Bucky Barnes,” he sighed, “that’s all I can remember. Hydra has scrambled my brain too many times for me to count, so that I could be their soldier.” His voice was full of contempt at the mere thought of Hydra. It was then that you realised that they had ruined his life just as much as they had ruined yours.

“It’s okay, Bucky. I understand how you feel. It’s just that, right now, we need to keep moving so that we don’t get recaptured.” You stressed. Bucky nodded in agreement. Getting up from where he was seated, he seemed to almost choose a point at random, before he led you through the forest until you found any other semblance of civilisation.

2 Years Later

You and Bucky were happily back in New York. After discovering that the Hydra base was in Latvia, you and Bucky managed to find a place for yourselves while Bucky slowly but surely regained his memories. After about six months, Bucky’s memory was sufficient enough that he remembered who Steve was, and that he was still alive. After discussing it with you, Bucky decided that he would contact Steve so that he could go back home. He didn’t want to involve you yet since he knew what the implications of him going home would be–he was a criminal.

Yet, Steve came through for him and got all his charges cleared and his brainwashing removed. Six months later, Bucky was able to secretly move you from the small, one-bedroom flat you shared in Latvia to an apartment in Brooklyn. At that point in time, he was in the process of becoming an avenger, and he didn’t want you to get caught in the crossfire of any battles between him and his enemies. So, you kept your relationship a secret from everyone, including the avengers.

That was how you and Bucky got to your current state: him working as an avenger while you worked as a freelance illustrator for various publishing companies. Although you led very different lives, you and Bucky had become so close that you couldn’t picture life without each other. Even after a year, none of the avengers knew about your relationship. But, that didn’t matter. Your relationship with Bucky had you in a constant state of bliss.

He loved you, and he reminded you of that every day. He felt that he owed you everything: if it wasn’t for you, he’d probably still be the Winter Soldier. Yet, what he felt for you wasn’t just dutiful devotion. You could tell by the look in his eyes that he adored you. His entire world would shatter if he ever had to lose you. And, one day, that was exactly what happened.

It was a Saturday morning and you were walking to the front of your apartment building to pick up your mail. Once you got up to your apartment, you closed the door and made your way to the couch, flopping down and flipping through the envelopes, trying to pick out the important ones from the spam.

You found one with no return address, and you found that strange. You picked up the blank white envelope, turning it over and examining it, yet you couldn’t get any information from it. As you opened it, you felt a feint, heady smell filled your nostrils. You could feel the sickly-sweet aroma slowly clogging your senses, making your head foggy and, before you knew it, you started to fade into a black abyss.

You were woken up by a frantic Bucky shaking you awake. You looked up to see a distraught look in his eyes that only slightly lessened once he realised you were awake. You groggily rubbed your eyes, trying to piece together what happened before Bucky got there.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, noticing the panic on his features.

“Well, I texted you to let you know I was coming through, but you didn’t reply. I came through anyway and the door was unlocked. When I came inside, I saw you lying on the couch, but I figured you were just asleep. Then, I saw the note in your lap. Y/N, you haven’t read it yet, have you?” Bucky replied, the worry in his eyes not lessening.

“No, I haven’t. What did it say?” you asked.

“It was from Hydra. The letter was laced with a toxin meant to attack the part of your brain that triggers your cell regeneration. Essentially, they’ve made you mortal, and now they’re saying you’ve got no more time.” Bucky replied, eyes tearing up at the thought of losing you.

You stood, staring blankly ahead of you as you tried to process what Bucky had just told you. You couldn’t fathom how this was happening. As you stood, you attempted to mentally analyse every part of your body, trying to see if anything had changed or felt different, but you still felt the same.

Bucky was the complete juxtaposition to your stillness. He was pacing up and down through your living room, clenching and unclenching his fists in frustration while muttering to himself as he tried to think of a solution.

You looked up to him, the man you loved so much, and it broke your heart seeing him so scared to lose you. You moved towards him, grabbing his hands and feeling them relax as you wrapped his arms around you. You breathed into his chest, trying to enjoy it while fending off the thought that the threat was true, and it might be one of the last times you get to enjoy being with him. You felt Bucky’s arms tighten around you, and you knew he didn’t want to let go. His chin rested on your head and you felt every deep breath he took, trying to calm himself.

“What are we going to do? I can’t lose you.” Bucky whimpered.

“You won’t,” you replied, adamantly, “for all we know the threat is fake. I don’t feel different and besides, the regeneration was only useful whenever I got injured. So even if I only have just one life, it can still be a long one.”

“Y/N, you still haven’t read the letter. You didn’t see what they said. Does ‘no more time’ not mean anything to you? They took away your ability so that they could do something fatal to you, and even if the threat is fake, I won’t risk that.” He stressed, his blue eyes wide with both worry and sincerity.

“Let me see the letter.” You commanded, fatigue slipping into your voice as you started to feel the weight of the issue.

Bucky handed you the single white piece of paper. As you brought the paper up to reading distance, you realised how anxious this whole matter made you. You could feel your heart rate increase, racing as you slipped into a slightly panicked mental state as you were about to read the single page that may or may not hold your fate.

Good day Miss Y/L/N,

As you might have guessed, we’ve found you. I hope you’ve enjoyed these past two years because you won’t have much longer. This letter has been laced with a toxin particularly designed to target you, specifically your cell generation. This toxin will inhibit your brain from undergoing the process that allows your cells to regenerate, meaning that you can’t heal, and you’ll age. You’re essentially mortal.

Don’t think that we won’t capitalise on that. We haven’t forgotten that you’ve stolen our greatest asset, and we won’t be very forgiving about it either. We’ve been watching you. We know how close you’ve gotten to the former soldier. We’ll give you a slow, torturous death while we make him watch.

Enjoy your last few moments with him because, all too soon, you’ll have no more time.

HYDRA

Processing the letter was even more difficult than processing the news from Bucky. The letter had a kind of finality to it that was just far more terrifying. You could feel your heartbeat thrumming in your ears as you sunk down onto the couch, breathing heavily as you tried to comprehend and anticipate everything that was about to happen to you.

Bucky took a seat next to you, pulling you into his arms and rubbing your back to calm you down. He desperately wanted for you to be okay and at ease, but he couldn’t expect that when he was just as terrified as you were.

“We can get through this, Y/N.” Bucky whispered. “I can call Steve and we can move you up to the Avengers compound. It’s highly secure and you can stay there until Hydra’s officially been destabilised and the threat isn’t there anymore.”

You could only nod, paralysed by the increasing feeling of fear growing inside you. You didn’t realise how scared of death you actually were until Hydra made it a reality for you. It wasn’t only death, though. It was knowing that now your time with Bucky was limited, and it was knowing how much it would break him if they forced him to watch you die.

“Okay,” you breathed, voice barely a whisper, “I’ll do anything as long as it’ll keep me with you. I know I’m the one with the threat of dying, but it hurts even more knowing that my time with you is limited.”

“I won’t let it be. I’ll always be with you, Y/N. Hydra won’t get to you.” Bucky promised, placing a kiss on your forehead.

The next two days passed in a haze for you, not for any lack of event, but only because you couldn’t get out of your head and the fear of any day being your last. You were introduced to all the avengers and they welcomed you with open arms. Steve was the only one slightly disappointed that his best friend hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him about the woman he loved, but he let it go soon enough, wanting to do anything in his power to make sure you were safe.

You moved into a room in the compound on the same floor as Bucky and Steve, though the room was more of an apartment in itself, with its own lounge area, kitchenette, bedroom and bathroom. You knew you’d hardly be spending any time in there anyway as you wanted to spend all of your time with Bucky.

You knew that wouldn’t be possible, though. Just like Steve, possibly even more so, he was doing everything in his power to secure your safety. Unfortunately, that included confining you to the compound and barely allowing you access to the world beyond it.

He’d been increasingly loving with you as the days passed too, giving you everything you asked for, always looking at you as if he was trying to memorise every single one of you features, and whenever you were in the same room, it was as if he always needed to be touching you. It wasn’t in the sexual sense: only ever running his fingers on your forearm, or caressing your cheek, or having is arm around you. It was as if, when he wasn’t touching you in some way, he feared you would disappear.

You’d spent all of the morning in Bucky’s bed while he attended meetings with the avengers regarding your safety and trying to snuff out Hydra. You didn’t really know what to do with yourself. Although the compound had many means of entertainment, it wasn’t the same as being able to go outside and enjoy the city.

You rolled over on the bed, groaning in frustration just as Bucky entered the room. He walked over to you, sitting down at the edge of the bed. He grinned at you as he grabbed one of your legs, stroking his hand over your calf and ankle.

“What’s wrong, doll?” he smiled.

“This compound is mind-numbing!” you groaned, “I know I haven’t been here long, but I have nothing to do. I can’t go to work, or into the city. It’s like everyone throws a fit if I even mention stepping a foot out of the compound! I know you want to keep me safe and that this is to make sure I get to live, but Buck, this isn’t living! This is just waiting.”

“I know, and I’m sorry.” Bucky replied, face falling, “but it’s only until Hydra’s down. I know it’s frustrating, but I’m scared to death of losing you, so I’m sorry I’m taking all this precaution.”

“It’s okay.” You sighed, “I do understand. I also want to be spending as much time with you as I can because, as much as I don’t want to believe it, there’s a chance that they could succeed with their plan. But, all that aside, I miss how we used to be.”

“How do you mean?” Bucky asked.

“Bucky, we can’t really act like this relationship hasn’t been tainted by both of our pasts being difficult, but even then, you always loved me despite that. Now, it’s like you treat me like glass; as if I’m going to disappear the moment you look away.” You replied.

“You can’t really blame me though. Every time I leave you, I get this pressing fear that Hydra could somehow have gotten to you before I get back. Maybe I do treat you like glass, but it’s only because I don’t know if when I see you will be the last time.” Bucky said, despair clouding his once happier expression.

“I understand. It’s just that sometimes I wish you could love me the same way you used to: simply. I used to be able to feel just how much you loved me by just one smile. Now it’s as if everything you do is exaggerated. I know things have changed but I really hoped that how you loved me wouldn’t. I guess what I’m trying to say is, when it comes down to it, can you love me the way you used to, with no more time?” you explained.

Bucky looked at you with wonder, perplexed by your explanation, yet reminded of one of the reasons he loved you to begin with. Despite the shared trauma, and always being there for each other, Bucky loved your mind. To him, every experience with you was like seeing the world from a different perspective. That was how he came to understand how you were feeling. All he saw was that he had a limited amount of time to love you, so he was trying to love you with all he had. Yet, he didn’t realise that that was exactly what he’d been doing for the duration of your relationship. What he was doing now was suffocating.

“I understand.” Bucky smiled.

“I’m still here, Buck, and I love you. Let’s just enjoy that while we can.” You said, raising a hand to stroke his cheek.

Bucky leaned into your touch, savouring the intimacy of it and appreciating your close proximity. You leaned into him, cupping his face as you softly touched your lips to his in a sweet kiss. Bucky brought his hand up to your neck, lacing his hands through your hair as he pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss and filling it with all the longing and emotion he could muster. You couldn’t help but breathe into him, fully immersing yourself in everything that was Bucky. You dropped your hands, slowly dragging them down his chest and around his waist, getting as close to his as you could.

You both pulled away breathless, Bucky with a loving smile on his face and you with a warm blush on yours. Bucky caressed your cheek softly, his eyes filled with so much adoration as he gazed at you.

“I love you.” He whispered, “with time or not.”

The next few days were better. Bucky had made a conscious effort to make sure that you were less bored. Aside from trying to spend more time with you, while not suffocating you with his behaviour, he’d worked with the rest of the team so that they could keep you company and do fun activities with you on the compound. Clint had taken you to play mini-golf (beating you by a landslide), Natasha had become your gym buddy, Tony let you experiment with some of his suits, Wanda had become a movie night buddy, and Steve had given you some art lessons.

You’d definitely grown closer to all of the team members and the compound was starting to feel a lot more comfortable. Things had gotten so good that, if it hadn’t been for the team members working on the Hydra case when they weren’t with you, you would’ve forgotten the threat completely.

That afternoon, Bucky walked into his room (where you’d basically taken up a permanent residence) with a wicked grin on his face. You cocked an eyebrow at him, wondering what he had up his sleeve this time.

“Come with me. I have a surprise for you.” Bucky beamed.

“Okay.” You agreed, reluctantly, getting up from his bed as you giggled at his antics.

Bucky led you through the compound and after walking through a few corridors you came up to one of Tony’s open lab areas. This was one of the spaces Tony worked in, especially when testing prototypes for his new suits. The area was big enough to test the jet propellers while being wide enough that not much damage came to the room as a whole if anything spontaneously exploded.

As you walked in, you realised that the room had been cleared. It was just you and Bucky enclosed by the four walls. You looked at Bucky in anticipation, waiting for him to tell you what was going on.

Bucky held his hand up to you, and that was when you realised that he’d been holding something. You took the pair of virtual reality goggles that he was holding out to you, but still stared at him expectantly as he hadn’t said anything yet.

“So, by the look on your face, I can tell that you’re quite confused. Well, I was thinking about the other night when you said that you were frustrated because you couldn’t leave the compound. So, I came up with a compromise. I asked Tony to help me and he set up multiple virtual reality scenes into the goggles. The goggles have also been modified to pick up my position in the room, so you’ll be able to see me within your virtual reality.” Bucky explained.

“Bucky, that’s amazing! Thank you so much!” you gushed.

“You haven’t even seen it yet.” He chuckled.

“Well then let’s do it!”

You immediately put on your goggles, switching them on while Bucky did the same. Once they were on, you were no longer in Tony’s lab. Instead, you were in a galaxy themed settings menu. You could see an abyss of stars and an array of luminescent colours, painting the most beautiful image of the universe you’d ever seen. Right in front of you was a list of different virtual realities you could choose from: rooftop picnic at midnight, sunset on the beach, central park, hiking through the forest, haunted house, music festival, and even a virtual version of Thor’s Asgardian palace.

“Where would you like to go, doll?” Bucky asked.

You grinned as you considered all your decisions. They all seemed like really nice places to go, but you couldn’t help feeling drawn to the haunted house. Not that you needed one, but it felt like a good excuse to get close to Bucky.

“Haunted house.” You grinned excitedly.

“As you wish.” Bucky smirked.

You moved your head to focus your gaze on the icon for the haunted house. By holding your gaze there, you were able to select it and were immediately transported from the galaxy to what appeared to be a corn maze in the middle of nowhere. It was the dead of night, and all you could see around you were stalks of corn that came up to the height of your head. If you looked up, all you could see was the blue emptiness of a starless sky.

You jumped up, getting a fright as something lightly brushed your hand. Bucky burst out laughing behind you and you turned around to punch his shoulder at his lame trick. Once he calmed down, he actually took your hand and laced his fingers through yours as he looked around.

“Are you sure you want to come to a haunted house, especially seeing as you scare so easily?” Bucky teased.

“Ha. Ha.” You deadpanned, rolling your eyes, causing Bucky to chuckle lightly.

“Come on, the house is over there.” Bucky stated, leading you through the corn maze as he could actually see over the stalks. “Also, you should know, the lab has been modified to mimic the surroundings of the virtual reality. So, you’ll be able to see, hear, and smell everything around you within the virtual reality. Your only senses that are limited are taste, not that you would be tasting anything, and touch, to an extent. For instance, you’ll be able to feel a breeze in the air or a draft coming through the house, but you won’t be able to physically touch any of the objects.”

You nodded at Bucky’s explanation before you both continued walking in a tense silence, consumed by the eerie feeling surrounding you. It felt like the temperature of your surroundings had dropped by 20°C, and you couldn’t help the shiver that went down your spine. Bucky noticed and unlinked your hands, so that he could wrap his arm around you to try and keep you warm.

“Thanks.” You whispered.

By then, you and Bucky had already made it out of the corn maze and were coming up to the haunted house. The house was quite old. Made of grey wood and with blackened windows, it looked menacing. There was a wooden porch that surrounded the whole house, with bare furniture that only added to the house’s look of desolation.

You and Bucky started your walk up the porch steps, the ominous presence and overwhelming silence made it seem as though you could feel the creaking of the steps reverberating through your entire body. As you made it to the top of the steps, you found that the front door was ajar.

“You ready?” Bucky asked, looking over to you.

“Yeah, let’s go.” You replied, moving to go into the house.

Somehow, as you walked in, thunder struck. Rain started pouring down and the only thing illuminating the house was the brief flashes of lightning, adding to the house’s eerie atmosphere. Bucky stepped in front of you, trying to get a clear look around the house and decide which way to go. While he did this, you felt yourself stiffen, the hair at the back of your neck raising as you felt something uncannily similar to someone breathing down your neck. Immediately, you grabbed Bucky’s hand, squeezing tight to prompt him to turn around.

Bucky turned, and his eyes widened as a deep, deafening laugh filled your ears. Paralysed, you couldn’t do anything but scream. Unable to turn around to look at what was behind you, you let yourself be yanked into Bucky’s arms. Once you’d stopped screaming, you looked back up to Bucky, only to find him with the most amusing grin you’d ever seen on him.

“What is it? Why are you smiling?” you asked.

“You freaked out because of some skeleton ghost. I looked behind you and saw this dark figure, but then the lightning struck, and it was this skeleton of an old man in a suit. It was quite freaky seeing him light up while his eyes stayed so hollow, but then you started screaming and it just got funny.” Bucky said, before breaking into a laugh.

“Yeah. Well you didn’t feel it breathing down your neck.” You muttered.

“Y/N, it’s dead. It literally can’t breathe. Also, the sensory limitations only allow you to feel wind and differences in air temperature. You shouldn’t be able to feel anyone breathing down your neck.” Bucky stated, the amusement quickly falling from his face and his eyes becoming frantic.

He ripped the goggles from his face and you quickly did the same. As you adjusted to being back in the lab you immediately heard someone laughing, namely Tony. Bucky glared at him as he stalked towards him.

“What the hell, man!” Bucky shouted, rage coming off of him in waves.

“Bucky, it was a joke!” Tony said, coming down from his laughing fit.

“It’s not funny, Tony. I thought someone had creeped up on her and was about to take her away.” Bucky stressed.

“Come on, tin man. Relax.” Tony sighed, rolling his eyes, “you know the compound is secure.”

“I know.” Bucky huffed, “I just worry sometimes. I can’t lose her.”

As things quietened down in the room, you saw a flashing light on the window. Suddenly a hologram appeared. In bright red, block letters, the words ‘NO MORE TIME’ appeared and, before you knew what hit you, a searing pain flooded through your head. This time, the scream you let out was genuine and bloodcurdling.

Bucky’s eyes filled with terror as he watched you fall to your knees, clutching your head in agony. Tears streamed down your face at the pain pounding through your head and starting to flow to the rest of your body. He rushed towards you, but when he tried to touch you, the contact felt as though it was singeing your skin. Bucky looked to Tony with a painfilled expression.

“What do I do?” he asked, frantically.

“I don’t know. What’s happening to her?” Tony asked, nearly as panicked as Bucky was, “F.R.I.D.A.Y., call Dr Banner!”

After a few minutes, Bruce burst into the room, immediately trying to come to your aid. He tried to touch you in order to find the source of the problem but, just as he was about to touch you, Bucky stopped him, filling him in on what happened.

“Then what do we do? How do we move her to the med bay to find out what’s wrong with her?” Bruce asked.

At this point, most of the other avengers had filed into the room to see what had happened. They all had solemn looks on their faces, not knowing what to do to help you. Finally, Wanda stepped forward.

“I can help. I can deaden the pain receptors in her head so that she momentarily won’t be able to feel anything, and you can carry her to the med bay.” Wanda suggested.

“That could work.” Bruce nodded.

With a movement of her hand, Wanda’s red energy enveloped your body and suddenly, the pain dissipated. You gasped for air, feeling like you could finally breathe now that the pain wasn’t consuming your entire body. Bucky picked you up quickly, and ran with you to the med bay, where Bruce quickly hooked you up to some machines that could start testing what was wrong while giving you a sedative for the pain that would return as soon as Wanda stopped her magic.

Once you were secure in the med bay and Bruce was waiting for the test results, another hologram appeared at the med bay window. This time, instead of a message, a person came up. You immediately recognised him as the scientist whose control you were under when you were still a prisoner in Hydra.

“Hello, Y/N. I see you aren’t doing too well. I can bet that you’re all wondering what’s wrong. Well, remember the toxin in the letter? It was designed not only to inhibit your cell regeneration, but also, after a certain period of time, to target your pain receptors. When it targeted your cell regeneration, it didn’t stop you from producing new cells. The toxin allowed that those new cells that were produced were mutated so that they didn’t heal you but started attacking other cells instead. Essentially, the toxin allowed your new cells to kill you from the inside. Now, your beloved Bucky and all your friends can slowly watch you die without being able to do anything about it. You’ll be in too much pain to allow them to perform any treatment on you.” He explained, malice dripping from his voice with every word.

“What do you want!” Bucky cried, tears in his eyes at the thought of losing you, “I’ll do anything! I’ll come back! I’ll be your asset, just please stop this! All she ever did was set me and herself free from the agonising lives you inflicted on us! She doesn’t deserve this!”

“Oh, but she does, Mr Barnes. It wasn’t her decision to make to free the both of you. So, now she has to pay and there’s nothing you can do about it.” He replied, smugly.

“Then, I swear to God, I’ll hunt you down and I’ll kill each and every one of you slowly and painfully, just like you did to her, until the world is eradicated of this disease called Hydra.” Bucky seethed.

“Do what you wish, Mr Barnes. You’ll spend your life chasing an act of futility. When you cut off one head, two grow back in its place. Hail Hydra!” He declared before the hologram went black, and all you could see was the clear night sky through the window.

Just then, you cried out, feeling the searing pain starting in your head again. Your regenerated cells had burnt through the sedative and were now burning their way through the rest of your healthy cells too.

Bruce had finally come back with your medical chart, after giving you some more of the sedative, he confirmed everything that the scientist had just told you. They wouldn’t be able to find a cure for your cells fast enough and any medication they administered would burn through your system in minutes. You truly had no more time.

“No. No! No!” Bucky cried, tears really rolling down his face. He started pacing through the med bay, not knowing how to express his angst and heartbreak. Eventually, he threw over the empty bed that was next to yours, knocking over more medical equipment in the process. Steve had to restrain him so that he didn’t cause any more damage to the room.

“Bucky, blowing up like this isn’t going to help–” Steve started, holding Bucky against him.

“Nothing’s going to fucking help her, Steve! She’s dying! I’m losing her…” Bucky choked, his face flushed with pain and anguish as he started sobbing into Steve’s shoulder.

Everyone went silent for a few moments, until Bruce spoke up. “I’m sorry Bucky, there’s nothing we can do for her. If we give her any medication, we’re only prolonging the time before her cells get to her. As much as I want her to live, we already have her on the strongest sedative we have, and she burns through it in minutes. I’m really sorry, but no matter how much we slow down her cells, her death is inevitable.”

Bucky had been listening through his sobs, tears still streaming down. He didn’t want to accept that he was going to lose you. But, suddenly something Bruce said stood out to him.

“Dr Banner?” Bucky started, looking up at him.

“Yes?”

“The sedatives you have, how long would it take her to burn through all of it?” Bucky asked.

“About two hours.” He replied.

“You said we could slow her regenerated cells down. I know that, when you put someone in cryo sleep, there is barely any cell function–it’s extremely slow. Would that slow her cells down enough to find a cure?” Bucky asked.

“That could work.” Bruce replied, after thinking it over for a few minutes. “I can give her the rest of the sedative. That will give you approximately two more hours with her while we prep a cryo tank.”

Bucky nodded. “Do it.” He commanded.

Dr Banner administered the rest of the sedative before him and the rest of the avengers filed out of the med bay, leaving you alone with Bucky. The sedatives made you quite drowsy but, knowing what was at stake and how much time you had, you fought off the urge to sleep. Bucky sat down next to your bed and slowly started stroking your hair back, trying to smile at you through his tear-stained face.

“Everything will be okay, Y/N” Bucky smiled, but it wasn’t doing much to convince him or you.

“Bucky…” you sighed, “you’ll be okay, but I’m dying.”

“Not for long, doll. We’re going to save you. Once you burn through these sedatives, you’ll go into cryo where your cells will be too slow to harm you. That’ll give us enough time to find a cure, then we can be together again.” Bucky explained.

“I’m so sorry, Buck.” You cried.

“What are you sorry for? You have nothing to apologise for.” He stated.

“If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be hurting so much right now.”

“You’re the one who’s heavily sedated so that her cells won’t kill her, and you’re worried about me being hurt.” Bucky chuckled, looking down at you lovingly. “Also, thanks to you, I’ve had the most amazing two years of my life, and I promise we’ll have so much more than that when all this is done.”

“I love you.” You sighed.

“I love you, too, Y/N.” Bucky replied, leaning forward to kiss your forehead.

Your eyes started drooping, sleep becoming more and more difficult to fend off. Bucky stroking your hair back wasn’t helping. The soft motion only helped lull you away.

“It’s okay. You can go to sleep. I’ll see you again before you know it.” Bucky said, a tear rolling down his cheek.

“I’m sorry. Bucky, I just want you to know, you’re the happiest my life has ever been…” you said, before you felt yourself slowly drift away.

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