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world-of-aus · 5 months

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Pairing: Slasher!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Minors DNI 18+ Use of Knife, Blood, Masturbation, P in V.

Author's Note: This one was a doozy but I finally got around to finishing this piece for @winterwitch-trash! Listen I've become very critical now when it comes to my writing and I'm not sure how I feel about this, but I hope you like it! As always happy reading buns!

He drinks you in, eyes running over your tear-streaked cheeks through the blackened thick mesh of the mask. Your body fits against his more perfectly than he imagined.

You’re whimpering behind the gloved hand that he held against your mouth, he runs the blade that rested against your cheek down the side of your face, “you scream again and this is over before its even begun, you understand?” he questions as he rests the cool blade against your neck.

You swallow, the motion causing the blade to Knick your skin. A sliver of blood pulls against the stainless steel, a groan bubbles up in his chest.

You even bleed pretty.

He lifts his gloved hand from your lips, the blade pressing deeper into your skin as a warning. “Please.” You plead through your tear clouded eyes. “Please let me go, I – I won’t say a-anything, I promise.”

“They all say that,” he murmurs as he lifts the blade only to reposition it over your skin. “I promise,” he hears you cry, “I won’t say anything, I was never here, I don’t know who you are.” He’s grinning like a wolf who’s caught his meal beneath his mask.

“But you are here, and you’re going to remember every single thing.”

“Please don’t!” you cry, whimpers falling from your lips as he trails the blunt tip of his blade down your neck into the valley of your exposed breasts. He taps the steel there toying with the hemline of your flimsy costume, he could cut through this with ease.

You really are making this to easy for him.

“You sound so pretty when you cry,” he husks, “I wonder what other noises you can make, shall we find out?” He just barely manages to muffle your scream, a tick of his head as he looks down at you. The mask that covers his face hovers less than an inch from your own, “you really shouldn’t have done that, this could have been so good for you, I could have been so good to you.”

He's unbothered by your muffled screams as he uses his knife to slice the flimsy fabric of your costume. Unnerved by your pleas, as he goes after the lacy fabric of your underwear next exposing you to the cool of the moonlit room, he’d warm you soon enough.

The blade dances along your skin, your tears falling quicker, “It’s alright,” he coos stopping the blade just above your navel, “you’ll be crying for an entirely different reason in just a moment.” He delights in your fear, “we’re going to try this again, you try anything funny, you die,” he says as he releases his hold on your bound hands. He’s pleased when you leave them above your head, silent tears still streaming down your cheeks. Such a good girl he thinks. He lifts the hand that covers your mouth ever so slightly, “You scream, you also die,” he adds as he switches the blade to the opposite hand, the sharp steel meeting the skin of your neck once more.

He can hear your choked back sobs, can see the way your bite your lip to keep that scream back. The hand that rested on your hip rubs at your skin, as if to soothe you, he inches his way down watching you, waiting for you to slip up.

It doesn’t come, but he can hear your quiet plea as he dips further down your exposed body, “please don’t.” You cry when he dips past your navel, “I don’t – I don’t want this please.” He can see the hesitation to shake your head with the knife pressed snuggly against your skin.

Your eyes slip shut when he doesn’t hear your pleas, a broken gasp slipping past your tightly sealed lips as he dips a finger past your folds. “Don’t hold back on me now,” he murmurs as he circles your clit, “let me hear those pretty noises, you were crying for me earlier.”

This time you shake your head, a pained cry leaving your lips as more bubbles of blood pool around the sharp edge of the blade. He can’t bite back the groan that spills from the mask, hips grinding against your naked thigh. “There she is, come on” he husks, “let me hear you.”

“Please -”

It takes all his strength to not rip off the mask that conceals him from you and swallow your cries with his tongue.

He could do that later, after he made you come.

He continues to flick his finger against your clit, sweeping up the slick that has started to collect. Despite the fear that chokes you, the pleasure he’s bringing, the pleasure you won’t show is still finding its way out of you. He tries to coax it from you, he lowers his head till he's by the lobe of your ear, “It’s okay to let go you know, it’s only me and you, you don’t have to hide how I’m making you feel.”

He can tell you’re still holding back on him so he decides to take it a step further with you, dipping his fingers lower he circles them around your wet entrance before pushing them in. The reaction it elicits from you is dream worthy. The arch of your back, the quiet gasp that has your lips parting sweetly for him, your eyes slipping shut, “it feels good doesn’t it?” he groans hips rolling again, a steady rhythm that follows the fingers he fucks your cunt with.

His eyes catch on the way your fingers curl around the sheets, he’s got you.

He continues to fuck his fingers into you, stretching you out on them with every stroke, you still won’t let your cries of pleasure break, but he knows you’re close, can feel it in the way your pussy clenches around his fingers, can hear it in the whines you bite back. He’ll get you there he thinks.

You’ve been such a good girl for him, the sweet girl he knows you to be outside of the mask he wears tonight. The sweet girl that calls him B in the quiet of the library’s study room, the sweet girl that goes bashful under the gaze he has only for you. The thought of you has him fucking his fingers into you with vigor, he wants to see what you look like when you come, wants to experience it.

You’ve gone breathless, your chest rising and falling rapidly, your naked body writhing under his, almost there sweet girl. He presses a kiss to the heated skin of your neck right where the blade still rests, though his lips meet plastic he hopes it sears through. “That’s it y/n, let go, come for me.”

You whine, shaking your head despite the knife still resting there, “come on,” he husks his fingers continuing to pump into you, his thumb now circling your clit in a tantalizing pace.

“P-please N-”

Your lips part on a cry, pussy clenching down on his fingers as the dam breaks, he’s never experienced something greater. “That’s it,” he grunts continuing to press his fingers into you, drawing out your orgasm, “come all over me, doing so good.” You’re on a high, body lax and complacent for the taking, he doesn’t want to waste any more time. He needs you.

“Did so good,” he breathes as he slips his fingers from you, delecting in the whine he pulls from your lips, he needed a free hand to get himself out of his too tight black jeans. He needed in that pussy, wanted to feel what it was like to have you choking his cock. You’re unsuspecting, unaware until he’s sliding himself into you, a cry leaving your lips as he stretches you out. He has to catch your hands, place them back down on the bed as he fucks himself into you.

He doesn’t care for your cries, the sobs leaving your lips. The blood that is now sliding down the side of your neck from where you’re working the wound open further.

“Feel so good around me,” he growls, “fuck this pussy.”

He fucks with vigor, needing that release.

“Please - please don’t do this.”

Too late he thinks.

“It’s okay,” he groans, twisting the knife so it lays flat against your skin now, the cool metal choking you as he presses it down, “m’gonna make you feel so good.”

You’re choking on a sob, he’d fix that, he’d make it one of pleasure.

He works himself harder, deeper inside of you looking for that sweet spot that would stop the tears and bring out those stars you saw earlier. He’d bring back his sweet girl. It takes a few minutes, some soft caresses his body covering yours, but you come back to him. Those cries turning into tiny whines as he builds the two of you up.

You’re still pleading with him, but it falls on deaf ears the closer he gets to climax.

“Let go for me.” he moans, “come on now, can feel it, you’re almost there. Can feel this sweet pussy clenching around me.”

You do something then, something he’s not expecting as he rocks into you, “Please, can I – can you take the mask off?” He tilts his head at you but doesn’t slow the pace, “why?” he questions.

“I want to know who I’m looking at.”

He shakes his head ‘no’ slowly, pace unrelenting, blade pressing down harder as he chases that release, you’d come to see who he was, but not right now, not like this.

He couldn’t have you hate him, when he had just made you love him.

He brings the two of you to climax, with his sweet groans of release filling his mask, and your bit back cries meeting his ears in the still of the night. He wishes this night could have gone differently as he tucks himself back into his jeans, knife still pointed at your now naked curled body. It hurts him to leave you like this, but he'd be back, he'd hold you, make you feel safe, loved.

He leaves your room like he came, with the thought of you.

He'd be back.

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes smut

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softly-potter · 2 years

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Master List

FINALLY created the master list! Transferring all my fics here because lets be honest, Tumblr is making a comeback. All of my fics are available on Ao3 @softlypotter_0 and Wattpad @softlypotter_ as well.

You’ll probably notice some empty titles and unclickable titles; I'm going to be working on transferring my stories here over the next few weeks so bare with me :)

💋=implied smut, 🔥 = includes smut, ♨️=purely smut, ☁️ = fluff, 💔= angst, 🎶= song/music inspired, 🔪= includes violence/gore

Bucky Barnes X OC/Reader

Eradicate ☁️💔 - Bucky's always had a soft spot for the girl down the road. (2 Chapters) Chapter One | Chapter Two | Epilogue

Quickly Falling ☁️ - After interning in the body mechanics division of Stark Industries, Cassandra finds herself drawn to one of clients. (One-Shot)

WandaVision

Romantic Homicide🎶💔🔪- Bucky helps Wanda steal Visions body to give him a proper funeral, but her goodbye ends up differently than he imagined. (One-shot)

WinterWitch

Stay Forever💋☁️ - After settling into a friends-with-benefits routine, Wanda tries to break their cycle in the hopes of something more. (One-shot)

I Like You♨️☁️🎶 - Wanda & Bucky finally get the break they deserve. (One-shot)

Little Love🔥☁️💔 - When Wanda ends up pregnant a few weeks before their wedding, having an impending family shocks them both. (9 Chapters)

Still Friends ♨️💔🎶 - After a chance encounter at a party, Wanda and Bucky find they have more in common than they realized.This fic is heavily inspired by 'Friends' by my lovely friend Poppy. She is aware of this fic and I've been given permission for this marvel-version retelling! If you haven't read her dramione fic 'Friends', I HIGHLY suggest it. I fell in love with the story and couldn't help but wonder, what if it was Wanda and Bucky instead of Hermione and Draco? Thus "Still Friends" was born. Enjoy! (18 Chapters)

Turning Out🔥💔🎶 - With their marriage crumbling right before their five-year wedding anniversary, Wanda tries different ways to keep her husband.

Bring Him Home☁️💔 - During a mission, Bucky goes back into Winter Solider mode, and Wanda helps him back. (2 Chapters)

Touch Tank ♨️🎶 - Struggling to sleep, Wanda asks for help from an unlikely pot-smoker. (8 Chapters)

Dance with Me🔥💔🔪 - All the times Bucky asked Wanda to dance, and the one time he didn’t. (2 Chapters)

Where do Babies Come From?🔥💔🎶 - Wanda & Bucky are more over their heads then they originally thought when finding out she’s pregnant. (2 chapters)

What We Know♨️💔 - The up’s and down’s of loving a super solider.

Am I Dreaming♨️💔🎶 - Realizing she needs more help than either of them can provide, Wanda breaks up with Bucky before she admits herself to a pysch ward. (One-shot)

The Lists☁️💔 - After losing her brother, Wanda keeps a list of everyone important to her, so that she can keep them at a safe distance, but Bucky has a list of his own. (One-shot)

Frank Castle X Karen Page/OC/Reader

Slowly♨️☁️ - Karen asks Frank if he can slow down; he’s more than happy to oblige. (Friends with benefits au!)

Returning the Favor♨️☁️ - After accidentally seeing a picture not meant for him, Frank realizes there may be more than professionalism between him and the newest hire of Nelson & Murdock.

Drastoria

Reckless 💔🎶 - Astorias always been faithful to her husband but she isn't sure he can say the same. (2 Chapters)

Family Line 💔🎶 - Draco & Astoria struggle dealing with her illness and all the repercussions that come with it. (3 Chapters)

Love💔🎶 - Newly engaged, Astoria tries vocalizing her feelings to Draco. (One-Shot)

Meeting in the Middle☁️💔 - After being released from Azkaban, Draco suffers from night terrors and Astoria is forced to play along until he wakes up. (One-shot)

If Anything Happens, I Love You☁️ - Grown and married, the Golden Trio and Slytherin Group prepare to send their children off to Hogwarts. Told by one chapter per couple, a sneak peak into their family lives. (5 Chapters)

Dramione

After Tonight 🔪🔥💔 - After the war and Voldemort wins, he dies from old age; but not before attempting to create a potion to keep him alive. His remaining Death eaters finish what he started, and soon a potion that staves off death is in the hand of every pure blood, Death eater and the wealthy. The key ingredient to the potion? Muggle-born blood. (ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE)

Iniquity ♨️💔 - Draco's having a hard time coping with the world post-war, and he uses sex and alcohol to get by. It never occurred to him that Hermione might be coping in a similar fashion. (14 Chapters)

You Get Me So High 💔🎶 - Draco and Hermione meet for one final time before their separation is official. (One-shot)

Grounding 🔥☁️ - A few years after the war, Draco is working as an Auror. Constantly in dangerous and life-threatening scenarios, he aches to give his fiancé a normal life but isn't sure he deserves it. (2 Chapters)

Milk & Honey 🔥☁️ - Inspired by the quote “I’ve had sex, she said. But I don’t know, What making love, Feels like” by Rupi Kaur, Hermione and Draco have sex for the first time since they started dating. (2 Chapters)

Happier Than Ever💔🎶 - Hermione finds an unlikely place to turn to when she begins having panic attacks. (One-Shot)

A Pathological People Pleaser💔🎶 - After 5 years of dating, Hermione is fed up with waiting for Draco to take the next step. (One-shot)

we can’t be friends💔🎶 - After a tumultuous breakup, Pansy informs her friends Ginny and Hermione of a facility, Brighter Days, that uses a new obliviation technique to remove a selected individual from their memory. Hermione thinks it’s an unorthodox method…until she goes through a breakup of her own. (3 chapters)

Thansy

A Consumption of Grief 💔🔥☁️ - Pansy's estranged mother has died, and after an unfortunate event at the funeral, Theo shows her who her real family is. (One-shot)

Hansy

Care Less More💋💔🎶 - Pansy keeps Draco’s bed warm when he has no one else around. She goes to great length to prove she could care less; but a certain Gryfindor hopes she can see her value. (One-shot)

Regulus Black x OC/Reader

Hiraeth 💋💔 - Adelyn has been promised to Regulus since childhood, and wants nothing more than to be his wife. She knows she makes him happy, that they can flourish together. But we all know how Regulus' story ends. (4 Chapters)

RWBY

Cancer🔥💔🎶 -Waking up in what he knows is a dream, Jaune spends the day with a family that could've been his had Beacon never fallen. (One-shot)

All Roads Lead to Home♨️☁️ - Emerald is greeted by an unexpected (and drunk) visitor in her home. (One-shot)

#masterlist #drastoria #winterwitch #thansy #dramione #bucky x original character #hansy #wandavision #rwby fanfiction

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hcxcd · 2 months

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me cackling because we ship winterwitch in this house and imagine wanda singing stacey's mom to anya.

#BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~#NO BUT FRREAL

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empyreanwritings · 3 years

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I also have another idea if you don’t like that one! Wandabucky x reader!!! Going to an elegant party 👸🏼

A/N: this is heavily centered around Bucky x Wanda cause I was in a mood for them today aksdfjdsl

No matter what anyone told him, Bucky hated wearing suits. He didn’t care if everyone considered him to be the sexiest man alive when he wore them, he preferred anything but suits. They were uncomfortable and stuffy; his metal arm never fit in them properly.

He fidgeted in his seat, cursing as some of the champagne spilled over the edge of his glass. He wanted to go home, but he refused to make a fuss because this event was for you. To celebrate your success in your company and toast to the future with you as CEO. But his excitement for your achievements didn’t make the suit any more comfortable.

Wanda walked over and cupped his face in her hands. “What’s wrong?”

“This suit. ‘M not comfortable in it,” he grumbled as he took another sip of the bitter drink. “Feel like everyone is staring at me.”

“Well, I certainly am, and I know Y/n is too.” Wanda glanced over her shoulder at you and gave a warm smile when you made eye contact with her. “Only two more hours, and the three of us get to go home together, okay?”

He slid his hand up to hers and interlocked his fingers. A small sigh escaped his lips, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad one. The tension in his body - while still there - started to lessen bit by bit. He had Wanda to hold him, and he just had to remember he’d be able to take you back home after all of this to show you a real congratulations.

His eyes met hers, silently pleading with her not to leave him alone for the rest of the event. “Just two more hours?”

“Just two more hours, my love.”

#wanda maximoff x reader x bucky barnes #wandabucky x reader #winterwitch x reader #winterwitch imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #bucky barnes x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #bucky barnes imagine #drabbles

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until-theend-oftheline · 4 years

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Understanding

Pairing: Winterwitch

Warnings: Mention of HYDRA, mention of torture and brainwashing, mention of character death(s)

Squares Filled: Loss of a Loved One for @star-spangled-bingo and Wanda Maximoff for @buckybarnesbingo

Word Count: 600ish

A/N: Still very new at this ship so again judge kindly.

Betaed by: no one - all mistakes are mine

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Wanda hadn’t been what Bucky expected, not that he could tell you what he had expected. She looked young and there was a glow of innocence about her. Steve hadn’t told him much about her when they first met. Truth be told there hadn’t been time and Bucky suspected she hadn’t known much about him either.

Yet all it took for her to offer him a smile was one look. It had taken Bucky by surprise. He couldn’t remember the last time a pretty girl had smiled so genuinely at him. Especially not knowing who he was. What he was.

Yet she smiled and she helped him. She saved him and fought with him and Steve. She trusted him. Maybe because she trusted Steve but even then Bucky had expected it went beyond that.

When she had arrived in Wakanda a few weeks later Bucky had been in cryo but he felt her. He felt her watching over him along with Steve. He felt in front of the glass with the princess, talking. Trying to find a way to save him. In the end, her powers had been the key to rid his mind of the triggers. She had been the key that unlocked Bucky’s mind and gave him his life back.

She had been there through his recovery, sharing her own story with him. A story of loss and pain, much like his own and suddenly Bucky understood. The reason why she had seen through him so easily hadn’t been because of her powers. It had been because she was a kindred spirit.

Sure a lot of what had been done to her she had consented too, at least in the eyes of the government, but Bucky knew HYDRA and these experiments. No one could consent to something like that. Consent meant understanding and those experiments were crueler than any mind could think up. No adult could understand and agree to something like that, let alone a child.

She had lost a brother when she finally found a way out of their control. She had found another family in Steve, Nat Clint, and Sam, but she still felt alone.

Bucky had lost an entire family, his life and time. He had regained some of it and by some miracle, the man he had considered a brother since childhood was still at his side. Steve wanted to help, but Bucky didn’t know how to take it or even if he deserved the help or not. Wanda understood that. She felt guilty about her choices and no matter the good she did, she still felt like she had something to make up for. She hadn’t, just like Bucky knew he hadn't had a choice in all the bad he had done. That didn’t change how he felt, so he understood her. He didn’t blame her, but her feelings were valid.

He also understood feeling alone in a world surrounded by people that wanted to help. Missing things that could have been.

Unless when he was with her. The world felt right again when they were sitting out in front of a small hut in Wakanda looking at the sun setting. Bucky felt right when she reached out for his hand without taking her eyes off the horizon. He smiled giving it a small squeeze as he watched a smile creep up on her face, more beautiful than a million sunsets. Just like that, he knew he wouldn’t ever feel completely alone again, because she understood him, just like he did her.

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thatfanficstuff · 5 years

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Missing - WinterWitch

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: All the flangst

A/N: This is for @until-theend-oftheline MCU January Quickie Challenge. The fic is inspired by her lovely aesthetic above. Enjoy!

WC: 1117

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“Where is she?” Wanda yelled as she used her power to toss the Hydra agents against the side of the hallway they were in.

“I don’t know.” Bucky’s voice was clipped and full of the worry he felt at that moment. He shot two of the agents Wanda had thrown to ensure they stayed down. “I haven’t seen her since we entered the building.”

“She’s not responding on the comms.”

Bucky flicked a glance over to see Wanda’s eyes blown wide with fear. “I know. I know she’s not.” He all but growled the response and grabbed the nearest agent to take out some of his aggression. After another flurry of action, everything was suddenly very still and quiet. As he panted and tried to catch his breath, he pressed on the comm in his ear. “Does anyone have eyes on Y/N?”

Wanda moved to his side and wrapped her arms around his waist as she pressed her face into his shirt. She trembled against him and he put one arm around her to keep her close. Another couple of minutes and everyone had responded in the negative as to your whereabouts.

Bucky clenched his teeth together causing a muscle to tic in his jaw. This wasn’t like you. Sure, you did your own thing, but you never went silent. And you always let someone know where you were. You also normally stayed close to him or Wanda. No, he didn’t like this at all.

Wanda was a mess and Bucky didn’t know what state she would have been in had he not been there. Truth was, he wasn’t sure he was much better off but he was better at hiding it. “What’s our play here, Steve?”

There was a stretch of silence. “Let’s regroup outside at the rendezvous point. If she’s not there, we’ll coordinate a search. Odds are she’s just having an issue with her comms, so let’s keep our heads until there’s a reason to panic.”

“Yes, sir.” Steve’s words might have been addressed to the entire team but Bucky knew they were intended for him and Wanda. The two of them moved toward the entrance, shifting position so they were holding hands. He kept glancing over and would occasionally squeeze her hand when the look in her eyes became too painful.

His heart sank when they arrived at the meeting point and there was no sign of Y/N. He heard a gasp from Wanda and saw tears welling in her eyes. Tugging her toward him, he tucked her into his side. “Tell us what to do, Steve. I need to find our girl.”

Sympathy flooded Steve’s eyes, but Bucky didn’t want sympathy. He wanted his Y/N. Cap started to divide the team up and give them different areas to search. He’d only just begun when an explosion tore through the base, making them all rock on their feet. He spun taking Wanda with him and fell to his knees as the sheer enormity of the devastation overwhelmed him. No one could survive something like that.

His vision swam as tears flooded his eyes. Beside him, Wanda screamed—a haunting sound none of them was likely to forget any time soon. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly hoping she could find some sort of comfort from him, but he had little to give.

The two of them rocked in their pain. This was supposed to be a simple mission. In and out they’d been told. Instead, their Y/N was gone forever. Without Wanda by his side, there was no way he’d be able to survive this. Given the deep grief they so obviously shared, they just may perish together at any rate.

“Bucky.” Steve’s voice was soft, nudging for his attention. Bucky ignored it. He didn’t want the comfort of his oldest friend right now. He didn’t deserve it. He should never have left the facility without her.

“Bucky.” He was louder this time, more firm. Bucky still ignored him.

Suddenly, Steve’s big ape hand was on his head and turning it so he faced a different direction. A silhouette framed against the flames moved in their direction. He’d know that stride anywhere. A relieved laugh escaped him and he scrambled to his feet.

Wanda fell away from him in confusion until she followed the trajectory he was on. This time her gasp was a happy one and her tears were full of joy.

You were grinning by the time Bucky reached you and swept you up into his arms. The motion made you grunt and he quickly put you back on your feet. His eyes ran over you checking for injury. Blood ran down the side of your face, but the cut on your forehead appeared to be mostly superficial. You pressed a hand against your side. “Ribs.”

Wanda reached the two of you before he could respond and threw her arms around you, causing you to grunt again. “Oh, I’m sorry,” she exclaimed and started to pull away.

Your arms wrapped around her back to stop her. “You’re fine. Just don’t squeeze too hard.” Your eyes found his. “You too, Barnes. Get over here.”

The three of you just held each other for a long moment, silently acknowledging how different things could have ended. Finally, you separated to head back to the others. You walked in the middle, their hands entangled with yours. “Hey, Cap,” you said by way of greeting when you stopped in front of Steve.

“Y/N. Good to see you.” The corner of his mouth kicked up. “Thought we’d lost you there for a second.”

Your nose scrunched up as if you’d smelled something bad. “Comms blew. I could hear you guys but no one could hear me. I completed my mission.”

He took in the burning rubble behind you. “I see that. Good job, Y/L/N. Load up, you three. Your can finish your reunion on the jet.”

“Please don’t,” Tony said and you turned to look at him with an arched brow. “I am young and impressionable, Y/N. There are some things I won’t be able to unsee.”

You snorted a laugh and Bucky rolled his eyes before sweeping you up into his arms to carry you the rest of the way. You’d complain but you were acutely aware of how much you’d scared him. Both of them. Wanda kept her grip on your hand. You took your seats at the back of the jet. Tony took a seat directly across from you and Bucky looked at him as he placed his hand on your thigh. “You want to keep that unsullied mind of yours, Stark, I suggest you find somewhere else to sit.”

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Marvel: @evyiione @gabriellewritermua @reblogger-not-a-blogger @youclickedthislink

All the Things: @swanky-batman @rissyrapp20 @startrekkingaroundasgard @spooookyscary @taylordrunkonwhiskey @thewolf-and-thesheep @laneygthememequeen @collette04 @shatteredabby

#kari's mcu January quickie #winterwitch #bucky barnes x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #winterwitch x reader #avengers #avengers imagine #winterwitch imagine

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missmonsters2 · 2 years

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Halloween MCU Masterlist

Incredibly Fun Month! Thank you to all who have sent in requests. The ones crossed out are still ones that I must write & will post later <3

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

» Aren't We All Sinners | 18+ Dark but no explicit content

» The Bite of Forever | Angst. Vampire AU

» The First Official Halloween | Fluff. Post College AU

» The Life You Bring From Your Dreams | Fluff

» I Want To Know The Wolf In You | Soft Angst. Fluff. Werewolf AU

» Make a Deal With The Devil | 18+

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

» The Body in The Attic | soft!dark

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marvelsdc22 · 3 years

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They Forgot

Intro: Hello, lovelies!! I hope you guys are having a good day/night!! This is a special birthday story for my best friend @empyreanwritings, I hope you enjoy it and have a good birthday, bby!! 💜

Note: Bucky and Wanda don’t tell Y/N happy birthday before they leave for a mission, what will Y/N do as they wait for them to come back? Did they really forget?

Word Count: 1007

Rolling over in your bed, you frowned when you noticed no one was in the bed beside you, usually at least one of them was still in bed with you, after you laid there for a moment, you sat up with a sigh as you forced yourself out of bed, all you had wanted was to spend your morning curled up between Wanda and Bucky, but it seems they had other plans as you went and changed into some comfortable clothes before you left the room and headed for the compound’s kitchen.

When you got there, you heard the clanking of pans and some Russian curse words come from Wanda “Everything okay in here?” You asked, looking at her then at Bucky who was in an interesting outfit “Kiss the chef, hm?” You teased, going and tugging the string of the bright pink apron that Wanda must’ve forced on him before you leaned up and kissed him, going and kissing Wanda’s cheek since she was focused on the pancakes that she was currently making on the stove.

“So this is why you two left me be” you said, looking at them and hearing Wanda give a small chuckle “Bucky and I have a lot to do today, we wanted to get a good breakfast in” she said, causing your heart to drop “Oh? What do you guys have to do? I might be able to help” you offered, looking at them and trying to be hopeful with it as Bucky looked up from where he was chopping up some vegetables for the omelets that they were going to be making in a bit “We have to go on a mission” he said, causing your heart to break as you looked at them “I see… Okay” you said, staring at them as they talked to one another, you giving them kisses when they headed out after you all had eaten… Had they really forgotten your birthday?

As the day went on, you tried to find ways to distract yourself, smiling every time one of the other Avengers would wish you a happy birthday until Natasha came up to you “Hey… Wanna work out?” She asked, able to tell you wanted to distract yourself and not going to push you for any answers which is what you loved about her “Yeah, let me just change and I’ll meet you in the gym” you said, giving her a small smile before heading up to your shared bedroom.

“Focus, Y/N” Natasha scolded after knocking you on your ass for the fifth time, able to tell you weren’t focusing on what was going on around you “I’m sorry, I can’t” you said, laying down on the floor and covering your face with your arms “What’s going on?” She asked, kneeling down beside you and waiting for you to calm down so you could speak “They forgot… It’s my birthday today and Bucky and Wanda forgot” you said finally, sitting up and looking at Natasha who gave you a sad look “Oh honey, I doubt they forgot” she said, knowing just how much those two loved you “They went on a mission and they weren’t even going to tell me about it if I hadn’t of caught them making breakfast this morning” you said, looking at her and watching as Natasha reached over and rested a hand on your shoulder “I know they didn’t forget, it was probably a last minute thing and they were rushing, you know how Fury is” she said, giving your shoulder a squeeze “Yeah…” You said, not fully believing it but at the same time how could you not? “Come on, lets finish this up” she said, offering her hand which you took before she pulled you up.

After working out with Natasha for about an hour or so longer, you got into the shower, washing away all the sweat and all your troubles that you had weighing you down, not hearing the door to the bedroom open before you stepped out of the shower and dried yourself off, going into the closet that was attached to the bathroom and changing into some pajamas, you weren’t planning on doing anything else for the night before you headed out of the bathroom, freezing when you saw all the lights off and candles lit, looking around and seeing all sorts of decorations and the coffee table in your room filled with food, pizza, hot wings, popcorn, and the tv with Netflix on, finally focusing on Bucky and Wanda standing by the door to your room “Happy birthday” they said simultaneously, smiling at you as you felt tears well up in your eyes.

“You guys didn’t forget?” You asked softly, looking around at all the stuff they had set up in the small period of time you had been in the bathroom “Of course we didn’t forget, sweetheart” Bucky said, going over to you and pulling you to him, crushing you in a bear hug as he kissed the top of your head “We could never forget your birthday, moya lyubov” Wanda said, going and joining in on the hug, kissing the back of your head “We love you so much” Bucky said, pulling back and smiling at you before he wrapped his arms around both of you “I love you guys too… So much” you said, smiling at them and wrapping an arm around Bucky, taking Wanda’s hand with your free hand “How about we get started on that food and Netflix, hm?” Wanda suggested, smiling at you and leaning over to kiss your nose before she went to get everything set up to pick a movie, you unable to keep the large grin off your face as you followed her and sat down on one of the many pillows, the three of you choosing a movie before you grabbed yourself some food and a glass of wine before snuggling up against your two favorite people in the whole world, watching Twilight minus Bucky’s complaints, but you couldn’t be happier.

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fanficgirl104 · 3 years

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For some reason I can't show the message to you. @somemultifandomshit requested I did n.3 "I'm not jealous. " With Winterwitch so here it is.

(During Infinity war)

"Someone is jealous. " Steve said raising his eyebrows playfully as though Aliens were not attacking Wakanda and they weren't fighting for their lives.

"I am not jealous. " Bucky answered not looking at him.

What they were talking about? Oh just a certain witch that had caught his attention when they were fighting Stark.

Bucky never said he didn't find her interesting and quite beautiful. But he would never say anything. He saw how close she and the robot, Vision, were.

He didn't believe in feelings like that anyway. He just thought she was good-looking.

"I am not jealous. " He said again but who was he trying to convince? He didn't know. They were in the middle of battle fighting aliens and he was killing them one by one.

"I am not jealous, that she spend months with him in one house. " A shot. Another Alien dead "I am not jealous that she looks at him like he is her world." Another shot. "I am not jealous that she would give her life for him. " Another shot "I am not jealous that he has kissed her lips the way I want to. " Four aliens dead "I am not jealous that she spend nights with him cuddling and watching movies. " Five aliens gone "I am not jealous that he has probably touched her the way I've been imagining since I first saw her! " Six and seven aliens dead "I'm not jealous that he was a reason she laughed and smiled" Eight aliens dead "I am not jealous she looks at him and sees what I wanted her to see with me, a future. " Nine aliens. "I am not jealous she fell in love with him as much I fell for her.." Ten aliens gone.

He finally turned around and looked at Steve that had a shocked face " I'm not jealous. "

He had no idea that his feelings about the witch were so strong.

Hell they had only met once.

But they were.

And after a fight that they would never forget.

Let's just say spending five years with her in space were not helping him get over those feelings anytime soon.

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greenfleeze · 1 year

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Wanda is a mood.😂

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liahswriting · 5 years

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Let Me Help

Relationship(s): Bucky Barnes/Wanda Maximoff

Words: 1,797

Warnings: None

Summary: Bucky struggles with his feelings for the witch

Dark, mocha lips sucked at a lollipop innocently. Her eyes were downcast as she read a book of some sort on a beanbag chair in the corner of the room. The sucker in her mouth glistened her lips with each lick and suck. It was such an innocent, mindless act but Bucky struggled with the connotative images swirling around in his mind. Wanda was beautiful -there was absolutely no denying it. She was very wise for someone her age. And she was also a brave soul. The kid had seen so much in such a short period of time and at such a young age too: losing her parents as a child, experimentation not much longer later, losing her brother. She went through a lot yet still came out relatively alright.

Despite all her positive qualities, Bucky was still very wary of her powers. Bucky too had gone through a lot and he wasn’t healed from it yet. Even though he had escaped the clutches of Hydra’s chains, he was still reminded of his torture every time he closed his eyes. He could feel every harsh touch on his skin, every drop of blood coating his hands, the crisp coldness that enveloped him every time he was put in cryo. Hydra had been in control of his mind for decades and he didn’t trust Wanda’s mind shit either. Bucky just wasn’t ready yet.

But that still didn’t stop Bucky from admiring her from afar. It felt weird almost. Almost. She was young -just breaching her twenties- and he was old in several ways. She probably never spared him a second look in a romantic way. Not when she could walk outside and find a guy with a simple bat of her pretty green eyes.

Bucky watched her lick at the lollipop until it was worn down to the plastic stick. At that point she got up from the beanbag chair and sauntered to the kitchen where he sat to toss the stick. She passed by him and offered him a kind smile. That’s the one thing he hated about her. She was nice. To him. It made things that much harder for Bucky. If Wanda had been mean and rude and an utter bitch to him, Bucky wouldn’t be filled with the temptations. But she was nice and always smiled at him when she could. She spoke to him like any other person would speak to a friend. It gave Bucky false hope that maybe, just maybe, she saw him as more than a friend.

Just as quickly as she appeared, she disappeared back to her spot and resumed reading. Bucky’s food had gone cold on his plate having been untouched since he sat down to eat it over thirty minutes ago. Okay, this was starting to get weird. He tossed his food and promptly got out of sight before he got caught.

That night, Bucky had jolted out of another nightmare. His own screaming had woken him up this time instead of Steve like usual. He had been away with Nat and Clint on a recon mission in Spain for the last two days and wouldn’t be back until tomorrow. That left him alone, panting, sweating, lost, and confused. His body trembled and his lungs felt like they were on fire. His scalp felt raw and bruised letting him know that he had been ripping at the strands again in his fit. It took several long minutes for Bucky to calm himself down.

He could still feel the electricity of the mind wiping machine swirling around his skull. Another mistake he had made which resulted in another session of recalibration. When weapons break, they need to be fixed. So they wiped him. Bucky’s entire body twitched in phantom pain.

He wasn’t able to get back to sleep.

And it showed the next day. Sam was the first to comment on Bucky’s appearance which captured the attention of the rest of the team. All eyes were looking back at his purple-bagged, red-rimmed ones. He was in no mood to converse with anyone and instead bypassed everyone in favor of a beer from the fridge. And then another. And one more for good measure. No one knew what to do about him -this was usually Steve’s expertise- and instead ignored him. As if Bucky would even accept their help if they offered and, besides, Steve would be back soon to deal with his troubled friend. Tony and Bruce had escaped to the lab to avoid the awkwardness. Sam provided an excuse of having to head down to the VA office. Which left Bucky and Wanda alone in the general vicinity.

She looked comfortable. A simple loose, cotton t-shirt and a pair of legging indicated she had no desire to dress to impress. Like yesterday, she sat in her beanbag chair, reading her book. She appeared to be a lot further along than yesterday but she had paused her reading to look Bucky over. Her gaze of pity annoyed him. He didn’t want pity. Not from her. His angered expression seemed to be a lot more aggressive than he figured because her eyes had downcast back to her book when she met his own gaze.

Bucky felt bad about it. He didn’t mean to upset her. Sighing, he sauntered over and sat on the couch adjacent to her. Wanda looked back up cautiously to see his head in his hands.

“You okay?” she simply asked softly.

“No worse than usual.” was his response.

“Anything I can do to help?”

“Probably not.”

“You didn’t sleep last night though.” she observed.

“How’d you guess.” he snorted.

“Why don’t you lay down for a little while?” she suggested.

“I don’t wanna go back to my room.”

“Then lay here. I’ll stay quiet.”

“I couldn’t go back to sleep even if I wanted to. My head hurts.” he complained and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. Wanda sat up straighter with a small smile.

“That, I can help with.”

“Help how?” Bucky questioned with curiosity. Wanda stood then and made her way over to him. She sat on the couch next to him and carefully lifted a hand to his head. With permission, she carded her fingers through his knotted locks. Her fingers picked at the strands as she did do, pulling free the tangles and fluffing his hair.

“I don’t get how this is suppose to-” Bucky started to say but he caught a glimpse of her hand from the corner of his eye and saw the red flame of her powers engulfing her hand and fingers. “No!” he shouted, jumping back and out of reach.

“Relax!” she urged. “I won’t delve into your mind, I promise. Trust me, I won’t hurt you.”

“I don’t-I can’t…… Hydra-”

“It’s okay, Bucky. I’m your friend. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. I’m just gonna get rid of your headache.”

“Hydra used to wipe me. So I’d forget. So they’d have control over me.” he murmured.

“I won’t do that, Bucky.” she replied just as softly. Bucky looked at her carefully. Nothing behind her shining, green eyes told him she had any ulterior motive. She had the face of pure innocence and his head was really hurting. Her fingers felt good combing through his hair and scratching at his scalp. Bucky was tired; tired of fighting this battle, of losing sleep over it, of not living. He was tired of being trapped.

So he nodded.

Wanda pressed her glowing fingers back to his head and combed through his brown tresses. Bucky allowed himself to relax and trust her and close his eyes. He felt a tingling just below his skull. It wasn’t painful -actually, it felt more like when you sleep on your arm for too long and it feels all fuzzy. It dulled the pounding ache in his brain and he sighed in relief.

“Lay down.” she instructed. He followed her body movements as she too laid back on the couch. Her head propped against the arm of the couch and her back nuzzled comfortably against the back of the couch. Bucky looked to her for a moment. How was he going to go about this? The way she laid left few options for him to position his own body. It seemed that no matter how he fit against her, it’d be an awkward situation. Wanda, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care. She pulled at the back of his head and coaxed him to lay anyway. She had him lay his head against her chest so she could tangle her fingers in his hair. Bucky went stiff for a moment, not exactly sure what to think about having his face pressed against her breasts. With her nails once again scratching at his scalp, and with another bout of fuzz engulfing his brain, he didn’t think any harder about it and let himself fall into the calming waves washing over him and lulling him towards the sleep he longed for.

Several hours later, Steve, Nat, and Clint had finally made it back to the compound. Nothing went wrong with the recon mission but it took a lot longer than they originally thought. All three of them were desperate for a shower and an actual bed to sleep on but first Steve wanted to check in on Bucky. Sam had sent him a text letting him know that Bucky had another nightmare while he was away.

“Jarvis? Where’s Bucky?” Steve asked, stepping into the compound and instinctively walking towards Bucky’s room.

“Sergeant Barnes is currently in the communal living room with Miss Maximoff.” the AI’s voice reverberated. Steve stopped in his tracks and turned, heading towards the living room. When he got there, the sight before him stopped him dead in his tracks. Bucky and Wanda were cuddled up on the couch, his face nuzzled into her chest and her fingers trapped in his hair. Both of them were dead asleep.

Steve smirked then. He knew Bucky had it bad for the girl but was always too afraid to do something about it. Steve had pestered his friend in the past to at least just talk to Wanda and Bucky had promised to do so but he fell short on that promise. Steve eventually stopped bugging him about it. Looks like it paid off. He quietly tiptoed over to the couch, grabbed the throw tossed over the back, and covered the two of them so they didn’t get cold. Bucky hates the cold. He stirred for a moment, squishing himself closer to Wanda and tightening his grip around her waist. Confident that his friend was in good hands, Steve left to finally take that shower.

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empyreanwritings · 3 years

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I've had another thought so I hope it's okay I'm sending in another request. I'm thinking a something in kind of like an urban fantasy AU with WandaBuckyxReader. Maybe a meet cute or a meet spooky but something funny would be awesome. If this isn't your cup of tea no worries. I just thought it's be kind of interesting.

Hot.

All Bucky knew as he started to come to was that he felt hot. A searing kind of heat that wasn’t normal for him. It burned through his skin to every bit of his insides. He wanted to scream, but he didn’t have the energy. All he could do was sit in darkness and deal with the heat.

“Can we keep him?” A sweet voice rang out, cutting through most of the pain. “You know I’ve always liked the broken ones.”

“No,” a firmer voice replied. “You’re just going to eat him.”

“I’m not going to eat him! He’s actually cute!”

His eyes finally flew open at these words. He took a moment to let his vision adjust as he sucked in several harsh breaths. Had he not been breathing that entire time? Why did his lungs hurt so much?

“Don’t be afraid,” the firmer voice belonged to a brunette, who seemed much more gentle now. “My partner and I found you in the woods last night. A hunter must have gotten you during the full moon, but we helped you.”

You moved out from behind Wanda and gently placed your hand over the already healing wound on Bucky’s side. Your fingers were freezing, but there was a warmth in your face that made it hard for him to look away. Two beautiful strangers, and here he was - shirtless and trying to remember the events of last night.

“He shot you with silver so your healing didn’t work,” you told him. “Wanda’s real good at healing though. She knows all the good concoctions.”

Bucky swallowed and looked back towards Wanda. “Are you werewolves too?”

You giggled as if his question was completely out of pocket. “No, silly! Wanda’s a witch. And I’m...” You trailed off, your gaze falling onto Wanda as well. She gave you a slight nod, which brought out another smile. “I’m a succubus.”

Bucky nodded slowly. He understood now why you needed permission from Wanda to reveal your identity. Most people hunted succubus because they were “too dangerous” but it all seemed like a load of shit. Every monster was dangerous in their own ways.

But if Wanda let you tell him, she must have trusted him. Even a little bit.

“I’m Bucky,” he said with a smile. “Thank you for saving me.”

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until-theend-oftheline · 5 years

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Starting Over - Part One: Trust

Pairing: WinterWitch (Bucky x Wanda) - Eventually.

Square Filled: Mind Reading for @marvelfluffbingo

Warnings: Nightmares, mention of character death (I sorry!), PTSD, grief. Not as dark as it sounds.

Word Count: 1700ish

A/N: This is written for my own January Quickie Challenge. The aesthetic is made for the challenge but my own.

Betaed by: @ifyougetkilled-walk-it-off - thank you sooo much sis.

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Wanda Maximoff was something Bucky had never expected. He had seen her display of power in the airport before he had gone into hiding in Wakanda. She had impressed him then for sure, but part of him had also been wary of her. The powers she possessed made him feel uncomfortable, but Steve trusted her and Bucky trusted Steve.

He met her a few times during his stay in Wakanda, but they never talked much, but it was then Bucky started to see why Steve trusted her so much. She was quiet but friendly. She never looked at Bucky with anything but kindness. He didn’t see her as anything but Steve’s friend then though. He was still healing and he barely considered anyone his friends. He wasn’t talking to anyone but a select few and that was mainly because they didn’t give him a choice. Wanda wasn’t like that. She gave Bucky his space. She didn’t even seem to take offense if his replies to her occasional questions came in grunts and nods.

Then the war came and she lost everything once more. Half the world had been trapped inside the soul stone including both of them, but Wanda was crushed. She had withdrawn herself from everyone and that hadn’t stopped when the world went back to normal. Not everyone returned. Vision stayed gone and Wanda had once more lost someone she loved.

It wasn’t until they made it back to the world and Steve convinced Bucky to come back to the compound with the rest of the remaining Avengers a connection between Bucky and Wanda started to form. It was innocent at first. Bucky was still adapting to the world around him and Wanda was grieving. Nightmares and sleeplessness made them run into each other in the kitchen at odd hours of the night.

At first, that’s all it was run-ins and barely a word was spoken between them. Then the run-ins turning into sitting in the kitchen together, sipping on each their hot drink. They still didn’t speak much. Wanda wasn’t sure if Bucky wanted to talk and he just didn’t know what to say to her. He also didn’t feel like he needed to speak, just like Wanda somehow knew her company was enough to make his night a little easier.

The late night encounters turned into them seeking each other out during the day and the other Avengers watched baffled and amazed as a quiet, unique bond started to form between the two of them. They went on walks and watched movies together. Slowly, the cloud of grief that had been hanging over Wanda started to lift and she began feeling more herself again.

With that, her voice and confidence seemed to return. She started chatting about the animals they encountered on their walks and the colors changing around them. She didn’t expect Bucky to answer, but she knew he listened. A huge smile spread across her face though, when he slowly started replying to her. He wasn’t much of a talker and Bucky doubted he ever would be again, but her smiles made it worth it to come up with things to say. As time passed conversation flew more natural between them, with Wanda chatting away and Bucky laughing and replying to her every now and again.

They were friends. Actually, Bucky started considering Wanda one of his best friends. She was just there. She knew everything he was but she didn’t fear him. She was upbeat and chatty, but never once expected anything from Bucky in return. Only his company. What Bucky hadn’t expected was how much he had actually come to trust her. He didn’t realize this until he once night woke up screaming from his nightmares, only to find her next to him. She was speaking calmly and soothingly. She didn’t flinch as Bucky jolted upright in the bed, jarred away from the torture his mind still put him through during the nights.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky muttered, realizing his screams must have sounded through the compound for her to be in his room in the middle of the night. He might even have woken her since her room was next to his.

“Don’t be,” Wanda shook her head, smiling sadly as she reached out taking his hand. Bucky flinched. She hadn’t done that before. They never touched as she somehow knew touch wasn’t something that came easily to him anymore.

“It’s okay,” she soothed, “I won’t hurt you.”

Wanda looked at him, tilting her head as he relaxed. Bucky gave her hand a small squeeze to let her know it was okay. Her hand in his felt natural and calming.

“I could try and help you if you want?” Wanda suggested, and Bucky’s eyes instantly widened. He stared at her in disbelief. He knew her powers and he knew what she was suggesting. He just couldn’t believe she would. He pulled his hand free of hers and a hint of sadness filled her eyes.

“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t… I wouldn’t try and control you,” she stammered, desperate for him to understand. “I just thought… maybe I could shift the bad memories to the back of your mind. Less nightmares. I’m sorry for saying anything.”

Her eyes fell and she stared down and the mattress between them not seeing how Bucky’s gaze that had never left her softened. He was so used to the torture and control, he hadn’t recognized kindness when he saw it.

“I doubt even you could do that,” Bucky spoke barely above a whisper as he reached out taking her hand again. He smiled sadly when she looked up at him, tears pooling in her eyes.

She had never wanted to hurt him and the thought she might have ate at her.

“Too many bad memories,” Bucky explained and Wanda shifted to her knees in front of him. She carefully studied him and Bucky knew she desperately wanted to try to help. She wouldn’t push him, he knew that from just looking at her, but she wanted to help. She always did. It was who she was. Kind and full of love. Even after all she had been through, her soul hadn’t been darkened by it.

“I could pull the good memories forward instead? If you want?” she suggested and Bucky couldn’t help but smile a little.

She seemed so innocent and pure to him in that moment. He nodded and Wanda reached forward to place her hands against the sides of his head. Bucky stopped her, gently wrapping his hands against her wrists and their eyes met.

“Trust me,” she whispered and Bucky nodded. He did. That wasn’t it. He cared for her and their friendship. He didn’t want her to start looking at him differently. If she saw all that he had done, Bucky doubted the kindness would stay in her eyes when she saw him. How could she find compassion if she saw all that haunted him in the nights?

“Don’t look too closely,” Bucky begged. He closed his eyes as she gently ran her fingers through his hair. His breath hitched. He wasn’t used to anyone being this close to him. Not except for Steve and his touch certainly wasn’t this gentle. Not that he ever hurt him but this felt different. Good.

“Whatever I might see… It wasn’t your choice Bucky. I won’t judge. I did things… It was my choice,” her voice looked pained and Bucky instantly opened his eyes.

“You were a child…” they never talked about her past, but he still knew a little. Steve had told him of everyone in the team. Mistakes and all. Bucky was sure Steve was trying to make him feel as if he fit in. It hadn’t worked. To Bucky no matter what anyone had done, it paled in comparison to his own past.

“You can forgive me for my choices because I was a kid but you can’t forgive yourself for what you had no control over?” Wanda asked seriously, doing that little head tilt of hers as she studied him. She smiled softly when he averted his eyes and caressed his scalp with her thumbs.

“I won’t look too close,” she assured him. “You ready?”

Wanda waited for Bucky to give her a nod before she began. She had to bite her lip, not to gasp with the amount of pain and anguish she was faced with head-on as she entered his mind. She didn’t see evil as Bucky feared she would. She saw his memories and how much they pained him. How badly he had fought to regain control all of those years and what they had done to him to prevent that.

She didn’t look deep and still, it was all she could do to keep the tears from her eyes as she fought to move forward the happier memories. Memories of days spent at Coney Island with Steve as kids and young men. Memories of Romania and for the first time in forever feeling a pinch of freedom. She moved forward memories of days spent in Wakanda on a farm surrounded by kids and goats. She smiled when she found memories of dinners with all of the Avengers and walks taken with her. She placed them with the others before slowly finishing the connection and moving her hands.

Bucky stayed still with his eyes closed and tears streaming down his face, from the rush of emotions he had just experienced. Wanda knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help but rush forward wrapping her arms around his neck to try and comfort him.

“I’m so sorry Bucky,” she whispered softly as she hugged him. He stayed frozen and she was just about to pull back when he finally moved. His arms engulfed her as he hid his face against her neck, holding her close.

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