When Did This Happen?

when did this happen?

pairing: bucky x black!reader, sam x reader (platonic), sarah x reader (platonic)

word count: 461

summary: you and sam have a conversation about buckys type but you and bucky have a little surprise that he doesn’t know about.

warnings: none

a/n: this takes place a year after where captain america and the winter soldier ended, and ofc

“y/n you can not tell me after two years in wakanda that bucky doesn’t want him some chocolate” sam says and i giggle.

“we’ll never know” i say and he groans.

“come on y/n that man was like uncooked chicken when he went to wakanda and now he’s like a chicken that’s just came off the grill you know what i’m saying” he says and i laugh.

“you’re never going to let this go are you” i ask and he shakes his head

“no because i know that man wants him some chocolate ” he says and i laugh.

“there is no way you stay in wakanda for two years surrounded by all of these beautiful women and not like chocolate” he says throwing his hand up in the air.

“he was in the mountains with a goat sam, i don’t think he did much mingling” i say and he rolls his eyes.

“sarah help me out here” he asks sarah and she gives him a look.

“sam i’m not doing this with you” she said and laughed

“bucky may like black women but we’ll never know unless he says something about it” i say and he nods.

1 week later

i was in the kitchen making breakfast with sarah when bucky came into the kitchen with sam, bucky walked over to me and gave me a quick peck before sitting on the counter.

i look over and see sarah smile before looking at sam, i look at sam and see his jaw hanging open.

“WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN” he asks waving his hand between bucky and i.

“a year ago after the cookout” i answer and he puts his hands up as he shouts in victory.

“so i was right” he says with a smirk and bucky looks at me confused.

“right about what” bucky asks

“about how you liked chocolate” sam says and bucky looks even more confused and sam sighs “we were talking about how you like black women” he said and bucky nods understanding now.

“it was more sam trying to convince me on something i already knew” i say and sam rolls his eyes“he also called you an uncooked chicken” i say and sam gives me a look.

“really y/n” sam groans and i giggle.

“before you became cap you were literally called ‘the falcon’” bucky says making sarah and i laugh.

“but it’s way cooler than a chicken alright” sam defends and bucky rolls his eyes

“ok sam” bucky says obviously over the situation.

sam and bucky start arguing about god knows what. i look at sarah and she looks at me and we both laugh.

“how do we deal with this every month” sarah asks and i laugh

“i have absolutely no clue”

Sebastian Stan | Assembled: The Making of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

someone to love

pairing: tony x black!reader

word count: 779

summary: after y/n feels tony’s panic and sees his memories one night you both become closer. one night as you both are sitting on the porch and you see the lighter side of his memories.

part 1: stay?

warnings: none

masterlist

ever since that night i felt his panic attack tony and i have gotten a lot closer, tony has been more open with me and i am happy that he feels like he can come to me.

tony has been a lot better since that night, he’s smiling more and has been doing things i’ve come to learn that he loves.

it was nice to see him get back to normal, making snarky comments and being sarcastic as always.

i walk out onto the porch and see tony sitting on the swing looking at the lake, i walk over to the swing and sit next to him leaning my head on his shoulder.

i feel him grab my hand and hold it in his, his thumb gently rubbing over the back of my hand. i look up at him and he smiles, his brown orbs sparkling under the moonlight.

i feel a wave of love and adoration wash over me as tony’s memories cloud my mind, it a whole bunch of memories of us ever since that night.

the one night we walked along the lake at midnight,

i had tony’s hand in mine as we walk along the lake near the cabin.

“thank you” tony says and i look at him.

“for what” i ask

“for staying here with me” he says and i smile

“i’ll always be here tony” i say and he smiles before pulling me into him as we continue walking.

when he almost burned down the kitchen trying to bake,

“tony what’ the hell is going on” i ask running down the stairs

when i got into the kitchen i saw tony and the floor covered in flour and burnt cookies on a cookie sheet.

i just stare at him and he stares at me before we both bust out laughing.

“you need to get cleaned up” i say and he stalks towards me slowly “tony no” i says and he tackles me getting flour all over me.

“tony!”

there were so many more but the one that stuck out was our first christmas together.

“merry christmas tony” i say excitedly and he chuckles.

“merry christmas professor x” he says and i roll my eyes.

“how many times do i have to tell you i cant read minds” i say and he sips his coffee.

“what ever you say jean grey” he mumbles under his breath and i smack his arm.

“you ready to open gifts mr. stank” i ask and he rolls his eyes making me giggle.

we both walk over to the tree and grab the few gifts that were under it, we walk over to the couch and sit down.

we open the tiny gifts we got each other until we get to the big ones.

i hand him his box and he smiles, i watch anxiously as he opens the box. he takes the watch i got him and his jaw drops, he looks up at me back to the watch and then back to me.

it was a custom made rolex that had his name engraved on the back in old english writing. it cost me a lot but his reaction made it so worth it.

“thank you so much y/n i love it” he says as he puts it on making me smile.

he hands me my box and i smile as i take it in my hand, i open the box and pull out a book. i open it and see all of the pictures that we’ve taken over the two years and at the end was a tiffany and co. necklace.

i cover my mouth and look at tony who looks anxious “tony this... this is beautiful thank you” i say and he smiles lightly wiping a tear that fell.

“merry christmas” he say and i smile

“merry christmas tony”

if i didn’t know it i loved him, i definitely did now

when the memories go away i look up at tony with tears in my eyes “wow” i whisper and he smiles at me.

“you saw them didn’t you” he asks and i nod as a tear falls down my face “cats out of the bag then” he says and i laugh through my tears.

he leans in and kisses me softly, hi hand cups my jaw gently. the kiss isn’t rushed but slow and passionate, i move my hand to cradle his neck as he deepens the kiss.

we both be pull away and he rests his forehead on mine, i caress his cheek softly and he smiles.

“i love you y/n, always have” he says softly

“i love you too tony”

stay?

pairing: tony x black!reader

word count: 567

summary: you have powers that allow to see a persons past based on their emotions they are feeling. one night you just happen to see tony’s

part 2: someone to love

warnings: angst, panic attacks, ptsd, survivors guilt.

a/n: this bad based off of this tiktok i saw today

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i was in my room reading my book when a wave of panic washed over me, i felt my chest tightening and my breathing quicken. i knew what is was but i didn’t know who it would be coming from this late at night.

suddenly tony’s memories flooded my mind, i felt tears prick my eyes as all of his painful memories clouded my brain.

when it was finally over i ran out of my room and to tony’s, i didn’t bother to knock i walked in and saw him trying to control his breathing. i walked up to his bed and got in, i pulled his body into mine and ran my hands through his hair gently.

“breathe with me” i said softly.

he did as i said and breathed with me, i moved my hands from his hair to his neck and rubbed gently. he looked at me, all i could see was fear and hurt in his brown eyes.

when his breathing got under control he laid his forehead on my chest, i feel his warm tears on my skin.

“how did you know” he asks his voice thick.

“my powers, i felt your panic attack and the memories that caused it” i answer and he sniffles “i’m so sorry tony” i whisper in attempts to hold my tears back as his painful memories cloud my mind again.

“i’ve messed up so many times and each time i lose someone in this case i lost half of the universe” he says through his tears “i lost the kid” he sobs out “i wasn’t supposed to lose the kid” he mumbles.

i’ve been staying with tony ever since the snap or ‘blip’, he needed someone and i just happened to be that someone.

tony and i left the compound and found a cabin in the middle of the woods. the cabin was absolutely gorgeous, it was very open with beautiful views.

in the last year that i’ve lived here tony has never had a panic attack, sometimes i could feel his sadness and see his memories. nine times out of ten his memories were painful and left me in tears.

a lot of the times i could feel his guilt, the images of peter turning into dust was a constant replay until two months ago.

“tony look at me” i say softly, he looks up at me “you can not blame yourself for what happened to peter, you fought as hard as you could but there was another fight going on somewhere where you and no control” he nods at my words.

“you have fought so hard and you need to rest, i hate to say it but there is nothing we can do right now” i say softly and he nods “and dont hide from me, if you ever need to come to me i am here and i don’t plan on leaving anytime soon” i say and he smiles lightly.

“thank you y/n for everything” he says softly and i kiss his forehead lightly.

“anytime tony”

tony lays his head in my lap, i run my fingers through his soft hair scratching every so often. we sit and talk for what feels like hours until tony falls asleep, i move him lightly so that i can get out of bed but he groans.

“stay please” he mumbles sleepily.

and i do.

A Swarm of Butterflies

Part one

Part two

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Summary: Your first meeting with Steve Rogers elicits the fluttering of butterflies in your belly.

Authors Note: Hey y’all!! I’m new here on Tumblr and this is my first published fic. I plan to write for several different characters eventually!! So stick around and look out for your fav. This is the first part of a Steve Rogers series. I don’t know how many parts it will be just yet. It will be in chronological order from the first meeting forward. Please leave feedback in the comments!!! Message me requests and I’ll see what I can do. Happy reading friends!!



Ever since you had moved into the city you had strolled through the park a few blocks from your apartment each morning. The park was rundown and over grown because people preferred the new park that was build ten miles north, but this park was your favorite place. You found solitude and peace walking the abandoned trails that were intricately wound though a beautiful garden full of blooming flowers. Honeysuckles climbed the trees and bees buzzed about collecting pollen for their honey. Halfway through the trail, surrounded by roses was an old wooden bench. You sat there each morning to watch the make it’s ascent into the sky. The park gave you an escape from the city. It was a hidden treasure. It gave you a break from the chaos of everyday life. A moment to breathe. A moment to reflect and recollect your thoughts. It was the most cherished moment of each day.

You walked the familiar pathway in silence taking in the greenery encasing the trail. When you began to approach the rose bushes that were bursting with bright hues of red and pink you knew that you were nearing the halfway point of the trail and the old, wooden bench you frequented each morning. Your favorite spot in the city. You rounded the corner with a smile and spotted the bench. It was usually vacant, but on this particular morning it was occupied. You stood back beyond the rose bushes and admired the man sitting on your bench for a moment.

He sat on the bench with his muscular arms stretched across the back of it. His golden hair glinted in the morning light. His jaw was beautifully sculpted and his cheeks tinted the lightest shade of pink. His long legs were crossed at the ankles, wrinkling the bottom of his worn jeans. His face was tilted up toward the sky as he admired the variety of pinks and oranges painted across the sky. A soft smile graced his lips. He looked so at peace. You almost turned and headed back down the path. You wanted to allow him this peaceful moment. Maybe he needed it. Maybe it had the same positive effect on him as it did for you, but you couldn’t fight the undeniable pull you felt toward this man. Your feet carried you closer. You took small, quiet steps and came to a stop a few feet away. You took a deep breath and cleared your throat to speak.

“Excuse me,” you spoke. Your voice was soft, almost a whisper.

He turned his head to face you. His bright blue eyes meeting yours for the first time. It stole your breath for a moment, and you tried to calm your racing heart. You had never seen such an angelic looking man.

“Do you mind if I sit here?” You asked, your voice sounding small in the open space. He offered a warm smile.

“Not at all.” He spoke, moving his arms to rest at his sides. He scooted over to make room for you.

You sat down on the opposite end of the bench and crossed your arms over your torso. You could feel his gaze lingering on your frame, but you kept your eyes on the sky. A few moments passed before you spoke again.

,“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” You asked, breaking the silence between you. He turned his gaze back to the masterpiece appearing in the sky before you.

“It is. Since I was a kid I’ve loved getting up early and watching the colors change.” He replied.

“I come here every morning and watch the sunrise. It’s my favorite part of the day. Normally I’m alone. This park has been abandoned for a decade.” You explained, clasping your hands in your lap.

He chuckled, the sound deep and melodious. “I know. I’m from here.” He replied turning his body to face you. “I’m Steve.” He introduced himself, extending his large hand between you.

You turned finally really taking in his face for the first time. You felt foolish for not realizing who he was sooner. Those baby blue eyes were plastered on posters all over the city of Brooklyn.The pounding in your chest intensified. You wound your hands together to try to mask their shaking.

“I’m Y/F/N Y/L/N” you blushed, placing your palm in his.

As soon as your hands touched goosebumps erupted all over your arms, and it felt as though electricity danced through your veins. His hand was warm and much larger than yours. It was calloused and rough from years of fighting. You looked up into his eyes and he shot you a wide smile. He was easily the most beautiful human being you’d ever seen.

“What a beautiful name.” He replied, your hand still encased in his. At his compliment a swarm of butterflies began to take flight in your belly. Their wings fluttering fiercely and causing the most delightful sense of nervousness to wash over you. You hadn’t felt a sensation such as this in years. Your cheeks heated at the thought and you lowered your gaze for a moment.

“Thank you.” You said with a smile, finally removing your hand from his. You turned back to the sunrise then and took a deep breath trying to calm the fluttering in your stomach. He too turned his gaze back to the sky.

You sat together in comfortable silence as the sun climbed completely over the horizon. Birds fluttered around, squirrels skipped through the trees, and far off in the distance you could hear the rush of cars on their morning commute. The entire world was coming to life, and all you could think about was the super shoulder five feet away. How comfortable you felt sitting there with him, a stranger. The way it had felt when his hand touched yours.

Once the colors had faded into a bright blue and the awe of the moment had dissipated Steve stood from his spot on the bench. Smoothing his hands over the front of his jeans. He walked a few steps closer and looked down at you, hands in his pockets.

“Well Y/F/N Y/L/N, it was nice watching the sunrise with you.” He smiled.

“It was nice watching with you Captain Rogers.” You replied, standing from your spot and walking over to one of the rose bushes. You ran your fingers over the delicate petals of a deep, pink rose.

He laughed, “Please call me Steve.” You crossed your arms over your chest and shot him a warm smile. “Alright, Steve.” You responded. His face lit up.

“I’ve got to head back to the compound, but I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner sometime?” He asked, his voice nervous. He reached a hand back behind his head to rub his neck.

You blushed, caught completely off guard. After this moment you never expected to see him again, and you most certainly weren’t expecting him to ask you to dinner. You looked down at your feet nervousness suddenly overtaking you. You were so tied up in your thoughts that you had forgotten to respond.

“Oh, god. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to over step. Forget I asked.” He rushed out, waving a hand in dismissal in front of him.

“No, no. You didn’t over step.” You shot your head up to look at him. Taking a few steps closer to the towering man. “I was just caught by surprise. I would love to go to dinner with you Steve.” You offered a soft smile.

The super soldier blushed and bowed his head with a smile on his face. He shuffled his feet a bit before looking up at you. “Great. How about you write your number down for me?” He asked, pulling a small leather notebook and pen from his pocket and handing the items to you.

You laughed and took the notebook, writing your name and number on a blank page. You handed them back to him with shaking hands. He reached out for the book and as his fingertips brushed against yours you felt the butterflies wings beating once again.

“I’ll call you, Y/N.” He smiled, tucking the notebook back into his pocket.

“Looking forward to it, Steve.” You smiled. He turned and began to walk the opposite direction. He looked over his shoulder one last time and raised his hand in a small wave.

You smiled and waved back. You stood frozen in your spot as you watched the man disappear around the corner. You really hoped he would call. You turned and continued down the path with a smile on your face and a swarm of butterflies dancing in your tummy. 

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goodbye

pairing: steve x black!reader

summary: steve goes back in time to live his life with peggy, leaving you behind.

warnings: angst, cheating????

a/n: i’ve been on a sadness kick lately

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panic

that all i could feel when steve didn’t return, my breathing picked up as i looked around frantically. “sam, y/n” bucky called pulling us out of our panicked states.

sam and i walked over to bucky, i followed buckys gaze and saw an older man sitting on a bench.

steve.

that’s who it was, i felt my heart shatter into a million pieces as i realize he went back to her after five years of being engaged.

the three of us walk over to him, standing a couple of feet behind. sam walked over to him as bucky pulled me into his side rubbing my arm, i shed a few tears as i wrapped my arm around his back and laid my head on his shoulder.

after sam gets done talking to steve he walks over to bucky and i “he wants to talk to you” sam tells me and i nod.

bucky and i let go of each other, he nods before i walk over to steve. i walk around the bench and sit next to him, i stare straight ahead trying to keep myself together.

i feel steve’s hand grab mine and squeeze, that’s all it takes for me to breakdown. i grip onto his hand lightly before looking at him, i smile sadly and he does the same.

“i’m sorry i left you” he apologized and i shake my head as i wipe my tears.

“you did what you had to do and you look happy” i say and he smiles “she was your soulmate, you can’t deny that type of love” i say but he doesn’t respond.

“i see you still have it on” he said referring to my engagement ring.

“yeah, it still hasn’t sunk in that we’re broken up” i admit and he chuckles

“i loved you, don’t ever think that i didn’t” he says and i feel a pang in my heart as he uses past tense.

“i know, i know” i say patting his hand lightly “you loved her more though and i knew, i knew that this day would come” i says and he nods.

“i’m happy you got to be with her” my voice cracks as i speak to him, he gives me a sympathetic look.

“thank you and i really do hope you find happiness” he says and i smile sadly.

we both get up, we hug each other before we both go out separate ways. i walk back over to sam and bucky, bucky pulls me into a hug and i cling onto his body as i sob into his chest.

i knew it was coming it was bound to happen, we weren’t supposed to work out.

it was just a matter of time until we had to say goodbye.