The Happenings In The Art Of Starting Over

The Happenings In the Art of Starting Over

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James Buchanan Barnes is a broken man who is whisked away to the remote and serene land of Wakanda. His colleagues begin to believe if there is anyone who could try and help him it will be Irene. And try she will. But healing Bucky won't come easy, he is stubborn and scared and wants nothing to do with Irene and her powers. Helping Bucky will be a journey of trials and tribulations, Irene knows that. And yet, she still saunters over to him with a smile.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Black!Mutant! OC

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CHAPTER FIVE

Irene's feet dangled off the side of the examination table. She'd been waiting for Aamani and Aadon in this uncomfortable blue paper lab dress for over thirty minutes. They had woken her up at dawn and brought her down to the bright laboratory for a check of her vitals, just like Shuri had warned. When she arrived, she noticed everything had a hint of white to it, so there was no doubt they kept this place clean.

Finally after waiting for what felt like hours, both Aamani and Aadon round the corner. Aamani had a see-through tablet attached to her wrist. While Aadon held a white body suit with colored wires sticking out, the suit was draped over his shoulder. Irene squinted at them both as they approached her. They remind her so much of Tony Stark, the minds and souls of tinkerers were unstoppable.

"Well,' Aamani smiled at Irene as her tablet disappeared into her wrist. "Your vitals were perfect, Irene."

"Good,' Irene smiled. "Now what?" She jumped off the exam table, her bare feet landing on the cold lab floor.

"Now, you change into this.' Aadon handed Irene the body suit. "And we meet with the Dora."

Irene raised an eyebrow, picking up the suit with one finger and one thumb. "Why do I have to wear this?"

"You'll see, I'm sure you'll look stunning in it." Aamani laughed, pushing Aadon out of the room allowing Irene the space to change.

Irene groaned and shook her head. Aggravated and hungry, she peeled the itchy lab dress off of her body. Feeling the cold air sweep over her naked form. She slipped into the extremely tight body suit, the wires scratching against her skin.

She looked into the mirror with a frown. She was completely exposed in this suit, and she felt less like a hero and more like a lab rat. She flung open the door finding Aadon sitting on a stool across from her .

"Did you just want me to wear this so I'm humiliated?" Irene put her hands on her hips.

Aadon laughed, standing up. "No, but you do look beautiful." He winked.

Aamani slapped Aadon's chest. "Leave this woman alone, little boy.' She sneered at him.

"Then what's it for?' Irene covered her body with her arms as best as she could.

"Let's walk.' Aamani waved Irene over wrapping her in a warm white robe.

Irene nodded, hugging the robe close to her body. She and Aamani walked down the narrow lit hallways. It was silent for a moment before Aamani spoke up.

"I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable in the body suit, it truly is necessary for the project." Aamani said.

"It's okay, just something I'm not used to." Irene responded.

"I understand that, and If you ever feel uncomfortable with something we do during this process.' Aamani opened a stained glass door with a beep from her wrist. "Let us know." She smiled, holding Irene's back and guiding her inside.

"Thank you." Irene gave her best smile, even in the face of everything in front of her.

The eyes of everyone in the room were on her, T'challa, The Dora, Shuri. They all stared at her, but she couldn't help to notice their positioning. They all seemed to make circle around something—protecting it. Aamani's guiding hand started to feel like a push as she placed more pressure onto her back.

Catching the hint Irene approached them all. The Dora stomped their metal staffs against the floor, which rumbled on impact. And with that, they disbursed like birds in gunshot. Then all was revealed, there sat Bucky, strapped to a chair with his head dipped to his chin. His hair was so long and stringy she could barely make out his facial expression's.

"Why is he tied down, like a prisoner?" Irene questioned, looking amongst the room.

"This is the first time winter will be booted up and used on you, Irene.' Shuri answered. "We don't know if it'll work."

"So he has to be strapped down?" Irene argued.

"We have to use the code words to see if it works.' Aamani commented.

"It's a safety precaution." Ayo interjected.

"Right." She starred at him, recalling her time in the grasp of that metal arm. "Where do we start." She swallowed hard.

"I should explain the project to you." Aamani walked towards the large metal tank that sat in the middle of the room, it seemed to be fill with crystal clear water.

"This.' She pointed to the machine that bubbled. "Is our sensory deprivation tank. With over 1000 pounds of salt, It'll allow you to immerse in your powers easily without much strain on your physical body."

Irene's eyes brows bunched together and Aamani picked up on her slight confusion. She chuckled and gave the tank a pat.

"It will essentially aid in easing your anxiety, if you have any." She watch Irene shake her head as she grasped a better understanding.

"And this,' she moved over to the white head piece that matched the body suit Irene had on. Padded, white, and full of colored wires. "Is winter."

"Winter?' Irene caressed the wires. "What is it?"

"Winter is a basically our gate way into your mind and within that gate way we can get into Sergeant Barnes's mind.' She explained.

"I don't understand."

"Winter is going to create a neurological link between us, you, and sergeant Barnes using your telepathy and winter's EMF rays" She explained. "And then,' she turned on a host of display monitors. "Motion and picture should play here."

Aadon laughed at Irene's perplexed face. "In layman's terms. You and Sergant Barnes are the video game characters and we're the players."

"So I'm a vessel?" Irene asked.

"Bingo." Aadon snapped and winked.

"You'll be controlling me from inside his mind?" Irene pondered further.

"No,' Aadon slung his arm around Irene's shoulder. "Whatever happens in there, is all you. Winter just allows us to be in there with you so we can do more research and continue to develop January."

"Whats January?" Irene frowned

Aadon shrugged. "He's not ready yet, so we don't know."

"Great.' She sighed. "So what happens when I'm back inside Bucky's mind? Now that he knows, he might be resistant." She whispered.

"I doubt he'll be too resistant, he's exhausted from fighting all these years." Aamani said.

"I heard that." Bucky groaned, turning around the best he could against the restraints.

Irene along with the rest of the occupants in the lab turned in his direction. Watching Bucky finally look up. His eyes, they gazed intently especially at Irene.

"And I told you, you're not trying that shit on me again, Irene." He grumbled.

Irene's eyes softened as walks towards him. "I told you it was an accident."

Bucky let a low rumble erupt from his chest. "And I told you I don't want you in my fucking head!" He snapped, pulling at the restraints.

Irene's eyes widen as she was pulled away from him.

"Sergeant Barnes!' T'challa shouted. "Control your self, Irene is only here to help."

Bucky's breathing slowed. "I don't want her help.' He tucked his head in his chin again. "Can't you do it another way."

Aamani spoke now, caressing Irene's back. "Irene is the best option to heal you. We've developed the project around her abilities. Please sergeant Barnes, give her a chance."

Bucky didn't say anything, he just allowed his jaw to tense visibly. Watching Irene's every move like a hawk.

"He hates me." She whispered.

"No,' Aamani pulled the steps down from the deprivation tank. "He doesn't trust.' She put winter on Irene's head, adjusting the straps around her chin. "But we will make him trust."

"How?" Irene asked, gripping on side of the railing and taking a step up.

Aamani shrugged, her tablet illuminating from her wrist again. She could answer questions about many things, but not this one. If Bucky didn't trust Irene this process would be harder than she anticipated. But deep inside herself, she had a glimmer of hope that it could work. Because no matter if Bucky grimaced at Irene or not, he was still looking at her.

Hey, I’m not sure if it’s just on my end but on your story “what to expect” the links for chapter 2 and chapter 3 are mixed up with each other. Just thought I should let you know.

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What I Need

Paring: Wanda Maximoff x Black!Fem reader

Summary: Wanda and y/n hide their relationship until y/n can’t take it anymore, they break up. Wanda doesn’t realize just how much she’s lost until y/n is hurt on a mission.🌈

Warning: angst but overall fluff!

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A/N: Making this because I know a little to well what it’s like being with someone who’s closested and every time your around family and friends your just a “good friend.” I hope you guys enjoy!

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“Morning baby.” You whisper rolling over wrapping your arms around Wanda pulling her close.

You take in the scent of her skin and hair. She always smelt like aged vinalla, the scent brought you home.

She turns her head facing you planting a light kiss on your lips. “Goodmorning.”

She untangled herself from your arms, propping up on the bed slipping into her house shoes and sweatshirt. “I should get going, before anyone wakes up.” Wanda explains.

You scoff, sitting up resting against the headboard.

Everynight and every morning it was the very same routine.

She came in around 12 a.m, you’d talk for a bit, make love for a while, then you’d cuddle and fall asleep in each other’s arms. Then as soon as the sun peaked through the bottom of your curtains she left. And it was back to being just “friends.”

You loved Wanda but you hated being hid. You never been one to care about what others thought of you, but Wanda she was already afraid of who she was and she was sure others were too. She didn’t want any other reason for them to be distant toward her.

“You know what Wanda.’ You pause drawing in a breath collecting your thoughts. “You always do this every morning, come and go like I’m a fucking motel pit stop for you to get off and keep warm!” You shout

“Well I’m done being that! If you can’t be with me beyond these doors well than I don’t want you!” You shout tears streaming down your face.

Wanda opened her mouth to speak but she couldn’t. You were right, she had kept you in he dark. Not because she didnt love you but because she loved you, because she was scared of what others would think of her. If they’d shame her anymore.

The team had accepted you for who you were through and through, but they loved you and always have. Unlike Wanda she hasn’t felt that love yet.

Tears swelling in her eyes Wanda quickly slips out of the room rushing to her own before breaking down.

You slumped in your bed in disbelief. You’d been feeling this way for a while now and it was only right you let it out for yourself.

Hopefully one day Wanda would come around..

-

It had been two weeks since you two had ended things,and you barely spoke.

The team even started to notice the shift, especially Natasha.

“Hey what’s up with you and Wanda?” She asks placing her hand on your shoulders.

“What do you mean by that?” You questioned pretending you had no clue what she was on about.

Nat gives you a look, the look read “you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

Out of the whole team Nat was who you trusted the most. She was your older sister, and you knew anything you said she’d take to the grave.

Taking a deep breath you prepare your thought. “We had been seeing each other for a while, nothing serious I guess.” You admit.

Natasha nods listening to you admit what you’ve been hiding for so long.

“Well for what it’s worth I thought you two were adorable.” Nat annouces slipping away to go train.

Your brows immediately perk up, mouth agape. I guess you truly couldn’t keep anything hidden from a spy like Natasha.

-

The mission was going smoothly. It was an all girls mission, so you, Nat, Wanda, Nebula, and Pepper were alone and out on the field.

“Hi right y/n.” Pepper shouts hovering above you in her silver and purple rescue suit

Immediately you force tons of bricks upward knocking out the enemies seemingly sending them into orbit.

Wanda watched you fight as she continued in her own battles, her moves so dance like. Truthfully she always loved the way you fought, so effortlessly but yet so powerful as you congured up all the earths natural elements to battle off the bad guys that swarmed you.

She watched wipe out enemies with the swip of your feet flames exploding from them, fist and hands shooting water and wind left and right, earth shifting from your fingertips.

Wanda was very much in love. She could never admit because she felt it was wrong, but it was so right. Or maybe she didn’t feel it was wrong, maybe it was too right and she was scared of ruining a good thing.

“Y/n your six!” Natasha yells.

You whip your head in the direction you heard Natasha warn you about. It was too late, you were blown back by a blast that was sprung from one of the aliens guns. Your head hit a rock, you felt a warm feeling through your entire body.

Blood.

Then everything went black.

-

“Y/n!” Wanda shouts running toward your still body

She slides on her knees next to you projecting away any other threats, building a force field around you.

“Y/n, baby stay with me please.’ Wanda shutters. It was hard for her to focus her mind on the force field and hopelessly healing your wounds.

“I need help I’m getting swamped and y/n is hit. Help us!” Wanda pleads shouting through the coms.

“We got it. Back ups on its way Wanda, hold on!” Pepper shouts informing

Wanda rocks you back and fourth moving her hands methodically around the wound on your torso and head, her energy seemingly closing your scars slowly. “Shh, stay with me baby. Stay with me.” Wanda cooes.

“Wanda the quinjet is here, they’re gonna take y/n.” Natasha informs through coms.

Wanda immediately releases her force field. Making you levatate running behind your floating body still on alert, She just wants to get you home safe.

Your loaded onto the ship and the team immediately gets to work.

“What happened?” Tony asks pulling out medical supplies passing it along to banner and Dr.Cho

“I’m not sure there- there was this alien and the machine, it shot her. Is she going to be okay?” Wanda stammers pacing hands running through her messy battle hair.

“We are gonna do what we can, we can’t let the avatar down. Not the last of em.” Dr. Cho reassures

“Shit!” Wanda shouts slamming onto the floor shooting psonic energy from all angles of her body.

“Hey we don’t have time for a breakdown right now.’ Tony states. He walks over to Wanda examining her body language.

He wasn’t the best at relationships but one thing was clear. Wanda was indeed in love with you.

“How long.” Tony questions sitting down next to Wanda.

“What?” Wanda exhausts

“How long have you been in love with Y/n?” 

Wanda releases and low bellied chuckle. “Long enough.” 

The reality of it was, Wanda hadn’t known how long she’d been In love with you. She knew being with you made her happy, more than happy, one day it just hit her. She was indeed in love with her.

Please get better.

-

You attempt to open your heavy eyes, shifting in the uncomfortable recovery bed.

Wincing, you reach up to touch your fresh wounds. 

Wanda sits next to your bedside her head resting between her palms, as she seemingly prayed for a healthy recovery and forgivingness from her end.

“Wanda?” You whimper shifting slowly to face her.

It was blurry to see but you’d recognize those big green eyes anywhere.

“Y/n!” Wanda gasps wrapping her hands into yours reaching over your stiff body to press a button. 

“What- what are you doing here?” You question holding your forehead in pain. 

“I’m here for you, I’m always here for you.” Wanda states kissing the back of your palms running her other hand on your matted curls.

You shoot her a small soft smile, signaling to allow be bygones to be bygones, for the moment.

Wanda couldn’t help but feel the tension between you two. Obviously you wer happy to see her and she was beyond ecstatic to see you up and alive, but the tension was unsettling.

“Hey look who’s up!” Tony elated slipping checking your vitals and dressings.

“Your looking better than we thought.” He admits

“Perks of being the avatar.” You state sarcastically

You felt Wanda squeeze your hand she often did this when she wanted attention.

Your eyes shoot in her direction giving her access to speak to you.

“Can we talk.’ Wanda whispers eyeing between the two of you and tony. “Once he leaves.”

Tony gets the que to exit leaving me and Wanda alone.

Silence fills the room until Wanda finally speaks up.

Wanda grips your hand even tighter, curling a strand of your curls behind your ear again. It was like a nervous tick of hers when she spoke with you.

“Y/n.’ Wanda speaks drawing in a heavy breath. “When I saw you there, laying there fighting for your life I-I was freaking out doing everything I could to rescue you.”

You saw the tears swelling in your eyes while You were already releasing tears of your own. “Wanda—.” You croke

“Please let me finish.” She interrupts softly

“When I saw you laying there. It made me realize how much I truly do love you and need, and want you.” She confessed now full on crying.

“I love you so much y/n and I don’t give a damn who knows it anymore, I’m beyond that I just need you.” Wanda cries

You sat perplexed by her sudden change of heart. You couldn’t pretend this didn’t make your heart swell from her finally admitting her feelings because it did. You knew what you needed to do.

“Okay.’ You speak gripping her face pulling it into yours.

Your swollen lips meet her delicate soft ones. You two begin to move in a memorized sync battleing do dominance.

The kiss was a beautiful mixture of tears and passion.

Jesus Christ Wanda Maximoff what are you doing to me.

Breaking the fiery kiss “I love you.” You whisper forehead rested against hers.

Wanda cracks a bold smile teeth shinning through. “Wanna make some s’mores.” She suggested pulling out the ingredients from her bag.

A smirk slides onto your face, fingertips illuminating with fire.

“You know me to well.”

-

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