'

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑁𝑒𝑟𝑑'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑁𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥ 𝕳𝖎! 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖌! 𝕸𝖞 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖗𝖉 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖊: 𝕯𝖎𝖓𝖔/𝕯𝖎𝖓𝖔𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖗/𝕽𝖊𝖝/𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖈𝖚𝖙𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖔𝖋! 𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎'𝖒 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖉𝖚𝖑𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖇𝖎𝖌 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖑𝖞 𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖊𝖝𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖊𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖐𝖎𝖈𝖐 𝖆𝖘𝖘. 𝕻𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊. 𝕾𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖊! 𝖀𝖘𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊, 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖋𝖚𝖑. 𝕳𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞 𝖒𝖞 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖎 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖘. ♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥

  '-'_꩜ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 (𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳) - 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 - 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 - 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘓𝘎𝘉𝘛𝘘 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘖𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥. ꩜_'-'

  ▂▃▅▇█▓▒░𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙿𝚈, 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴, 𝙾𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝙼𝚈 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺𝚂. 𝙸 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙰 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙼 𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙾𝚆𝙽░▒▓█▇▅▃▂

Minors can only engage with the pieces that are not labeled as NSFW, if you interact with NSFW and are a minor you will be blocked!! You must have your age or a thing that tells me you are not a minor in your bio in order to interact with my NSFW works

If you notice that I use the name Jacob a lot... no you didn't. 😐

(It's mostly because of my love for the brother in Hogwarts mystery as well as I have a stepbrother named Jake and I hate him, so this is a way to make up for that. 🙂)

Key - ☁️= Fluff, 🌦️= slight angst, ⛈️= Angst, 🍋= smut, 🌶️= spicy, 🪶= WIP, ❗= one-shot, ‼️ = multiple chapters, 🟢= complete

ᴡɪɴɢꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪʀᴇ

𝔸 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕥 ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖 - 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕩 (𝔽) ℍ𝕪𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ❗🟢☁️

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕝 - ℚ𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕚 𝕩 (𝔽) 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣☁️❗🟢

̷D̷̷i̷̷s̷̷n̷̷e̷̷y̷

𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 - 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒙 (𝑭) 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 🌦️🟢❗☁️

𝑷𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝑹𝒊𝒎

NSFW!! 𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙊𝙣𝙚-𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 - 𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙁!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 --- 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠'𝙨 𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 (𝘼𝙪𝙜 14𝙩𝙝)(🌶️/🍋)🌦️☁️❗🟢

Harry Potter

Regulus black one-shot - soft but badass hufflepuff!fem!reader who regulus falls for after she makes quidditch Captain. (Has a lot of Hogwarts mystery characters) ☁️🌦❗️🟢

(Might do more for this one if anyone wants any headcannons or things these two would do together!)

Marvel

Bucky Barnes fanfiction - Bucky Barnes x OC --- called Hydra hurt us, But He brought us together ☁️‼️🪶 (🍋?) ⛈

First chapter is out!!

Masterlist

Synopsis

Snippets from the story

if you want to have some snippets or some divulgence on what it's about just ask me, I have plenty to talk about. I'm super excited to get this fanfic done, but it's going to take a while. I haven't even gotten to the part where Bucky and the OC meet, and I'm like 40 pages in on google docs sooo 😶

WIPs

Maybe some COD writings in the works who knows 😶😶😶

That moment when you realize you're hopelessly in love with a fictional character. Why did James potter have to be in another reality and not this one, in my arms. I just want my jamie...

I need people to get on top of this pressing issue. I need more character ai's of these two himbos. there's like one of Raleigh but none of Chuck and I'm kinda pissed. somebody, please do this.

Dudes I hate it when people write Bucky fanfics on here and have the reader call him James when they barely know him or like they dont talk much. Like I always get so mad and I'm like bro you don't have that level of importance yet. I feel like calling Bucky, James, is a privilege that only a select few people can do, such as Steve, Bucky's mama, Steve's mama, and eventually his s/o when he tells them it's okay. Because everybody calls him Bucky, it's almost like his first name at this point. It's a special thing to him, I like it when they write it as the reader and him are dating and he's finally like, 'please call me James' and then eventually it'll turn into jamie. I hate it when the reader calls him James though because it's like bitch you ain't that special yet. And it's all the time now on Tumblr that it happens.

I will do my best 😅 I've been stuck on a few pages for a while. But im hoping to get back into my bucky phase cause that's when my writing gets moving.

Some snippets from the Bucky barnes x oc fanfiction I'm writing. It's called "Hydra hurt us, but he brought us together."

“I know who killed Fury.” Steve backs his head away.

“Most of the intelligence community doesn't believe he exists, the ones who do call him the Winter Soldier. He's credited with over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years.” my mind flashes to a distant memory.

Two agents pushed me into a cage. On the other side was a man. His metal arm shone in the dim lights of the base.

“Эксперимент 502157234” (experiment 502157234)

I stood at attention at the sound of the man who trained me.

“сразиться с солдатом!” (fight the soldier!)

“да сэр” (yes sir)

“Солдат” (soldier) he motioned his hand towards me.

The soldier lunged at me, and we fought, but he continuously overpowered me. I continued to fight, I didn't give up, knowing what would happen if I did.

One swing of his metal arm sent me to the wall. A loud cracking could be heard.

“Достаточно” (enough)

“So he's a ghost story.”

“I'm making a recording.” clarifying what she is doing, She sets it down behind a car wheel and starts the recording as we move to the other side of the street. We see the winter soldier make his way down the street.

Another flashback pops up again. A happier one that brings me comfort often.

I was roughly shoved into a cell.

“выздоравливай, сука!” (heal him, b!tch) the commanding officer yells at me. I look up to see The Winter Soldier sitting on a makeshift bed.

I walk towards the soldier. “где он ранен?” (where is he hurt?) I ask the officer, but when I hear no response I turn around and see that he is gone. no one is outside the cell now. I turn back to the soldier “где ты ранен?” (where are you hurt?) No response, no movement, nothing comes from him, not even a flinch.

“Солдат” (soldier) still nothing.

“Солдат!” (soldier!) He finally raised his arm. Not looking away from the point he was fixated on.

I lifted my hand over his arm and focused my energy on my hand. I focused on healing the arm. When I pulled away he looked up at me.

“теперь ты должен быть в порядке … Soldier” (you should be fine now … soldier) I looked down, walking backward to lean against the bars of the cell, waiting for them to come to collect me. It was prohibited for anyone to use English but nobody was around to hear. –

He hears the recording, he's taking the bait, and he rolls a bomb toward where he thinks we are hiding. As the bomb rolls behind the car we start to get ready. “I make an LZ, twenty-three hundred block at Virginia Avenue. Rendezvous two minutes.'' I hear faintly before the bomb goes off.

When the bomb explodes, Natasha jumps onto the Winter Soldier's back and tries to strangle him.

He throws her off and attempts to shoot her, I throw an electric device onto his arm which shorts it out, before we run off.

As we are running she yells at the civilians “GET OUT OF THE WAY! STAY OUT OF THE WAY!” She suddenly gets shot in the shoulder and falls. I pull her behind a car, and we look around, only to see the Winter Soldier ready to shoot one of us again.

Steve comes running and jumps in. He blocks a punch from the Winter Soldier with his shield before he kicks him away, followed by him blocking a few bullets from the Winter Soldier's gun.

The winter soldier keeps changing guns. I tend to Natasha’s wound.

I hear Steve ask “Bucky...?”

Then the response “Who the hell is Bucky?”

– “Bucky… my name is Bucky”

I whipped my head upwards, hearing the sound of his voice.

I rush forward, quickly looking outside of the cell to make sure no one can hear.

“Don't tell me that!” I whisper shout at him “If they know that you remember things, you'll be put back into the chair.”

He nods, and he looks into my eyes. His beautiful soft blue eyes had no trace of the cold hateful eyes I had become familiar with.

But a sudden familiar pain started to creep its way up my neck to my head. I backed away from him, my eyes shutting closed. I gripped my head with my hands as I stumbled backward. I fell on my butt and groaned in pain. My hands gripped my hair, pulling some strands out.

I felt two arms wrap around my body, afraid it was the officer coming to collect me, using harsh grips, but instead I got a gentle hold.

For about 10 to 15 years after I was taken the mind-melding technology was not perfect like they wanted. It only took away someone's memories for a short time, even less time if something reminded them of their life before they were under control.

I look over to see Bucky with his mask off aiming his pistol at Steve, luckily Sam flies in and kicks The Winter Soldier aside. Natasha manages to get up and uses the grenade launcher he dropped against him before he can shoot Steve.

But suddenly he's gone.

We hear sirens, as we become surrounded by HYDRA agents. Oh no, not again. Rumlow comes out of a car and aims his gun at us. They all do.

“Drop the shield, Cap! On your knees!” Steve drops his shield “Get on your knees! Now! Get down! Get down!” Steve holds his hands up “Get on your knees! Down!” he kicks Steve's leg and Steve kneels. “Don't move.” Rumlow looks at the helicopter. A few hydra agents surround me. They put me in handcuffs. They pull me over to Rumlow. “Looks like we got one of our assets back.” he grabs my chin and smirks. They put us all in a van.

A.N - sorry if it's bad, it's still in the rough draft stage. I'm not even finished writing the whole thing. But I hope you guys are interested let me know if you want to be tagged for the actual story when I eventually start posting it. Also let me know if you want more info. I've got tons of info and notes that I'd love to share. Especially about the character keira.

Some snippets from the Bucky barnes x oc fanfiction I'm writing. It's called "Hydra hurt us, but he brought us together."

“I know who killed Fury.” Steve backs his head away.

“Most of the intelligence community doesn't believe he exists, the ones who do call him the Winter Soldier. He's credited with over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years.” my mind flashes to a distant memory.

Two agents pushed me into a cage. On the other side was a man. His metal arm shone in the dim lights of the base.

“Эксперимент 502157234” (experiment 502157234)

I stood at attention at the sound of the man who trained me.

“сразиться с солдатом!” (fight the soldier!)

“да сэр” (yes sir)

“Солдат” (soldier) he motioned his hand towards me.

The soldier lunged at me, and we fought, but he continuously overpowered me. I continued to fight, I didn't give up, knowing what would happen if I did.

One swing of his metal arm sent me to the wall. A loud cracking could be heard.

“Достаточно” (enough)

“So he's a ghost story.”

“I'm making a recording.” clarifying what she is doing, She sets it down behind a car wheel and starts the recording as we move to the other side of the street. We see the winter soldier make his way down the street.

Another flashback pops up again. A happier one that brings me comfort often.

I was roughly shoved into a cell.

“выздоравливай, сука!” (heal him, b!tch) the commanding officer yells at me. I look up to see The Winter Soldier sitting on a makeshift bed.

I walk towards the soldier. “где он ранен?” (where is he hurt?) I ask the officer, but when I hear no response I turn around and see that he is gone. no one is outside the cell now. I turn back to the soldier “где ты ранен?” (where are you hurt?) No response, no movement, nothing comes from him, not even a flinch.

“Солдат” (soldier) still nothing.

“Солдат!” (soldier!) He finally raised his arm. Not looking away from the point he was fixated on.

I lifted my hand over his arm and focused my energy on my hand. I focused on healing the arm. When I pulled away he looked up at me.

“теперь ты должен быть в порядке … Soldier” (you should be fine now … soldier) I looked down, walking backward to lean against the bars of the cell, waiting for them to come to collect me. It was prohibited for anyone to use English but nobody was around to hear. –

He hears the recording, he's taking the bait, and he rolls a bomb toward where he thinks we are hiding. As the bomb rolls behind the car we start to get ready. “I make an LZ, twenty-three hundred block at Virginia Avenue. Rendezvous two minutes.'' I hear faintly before the bomb goes off.

When the bomb explodes, Natasha jumps onto the Winter Soldier's back and tries to strangle him.

He throws her off and attempts to shoot her, I throw an electric device onto his arm which shorts it out, before we run off.

As we are running she yells at the civilians “GET OUT OF THE WAY! STAY OUT OF THE WAY!” She suddenly gets shot in the shoulder and falls. I pull her behind a car, and we look around, only to see the Winter Soldier ready to shoot one of us again.

Steve comes running and jumps in. He blocks a punch from the Winter Soldier with his shield before he kicks him away, followed by him blocking a few bullets from the Winter Soldier's gun.

The winter soldier keeps changing guns. I tend to Natasha’s wound.

I hear Steve ask “Bucky...?”

Then the response “Who the hell is Bucky?”

– “Bucky… my name is Bucky”

I whipped my head upwards, hearing the sound of his voice.

I rush forward, quickly looking outside of the cell to make sure no one can hear.

“Don't tell me that!” I whisper shout at him “If they know that you remember things, you'll be put back into the chair.”

He nods, and he looks into my eyes. His beautiful soft blue eyes had no trace of the cold hateful eyes I had become familiar with.

But a sudden familiar pain started to creep its way up my neck to my head. I backed away from him, my eyes shutting closed. I gripped my head with my hands as I stumbled backward. I fell on my butt and groaned in pain. My hands gripped my hair, pulling some strands out.

I felt two arms wrap around my body, afraid it was the officer coming to collect me, using harsh grips, but instead I got a gentle hold.

For about 10 to 15 years after I was taken the mind-melding technology was not perfect like they wanted. It only took away someone's memories for a short time, even less time if something reminded them of their life before they were under control.

I look over to see Bucky with his mask off aiming his pistol at Steve, luckily Sam flies in and kicks The Winter Soldier aside. Natasha manages to get up and uses the grenade launcher he dropped against him before he can shoot Steve.

But suddenly he's gone.

We hear sirens, as we become surrounded by HYDRA agents. Oh no, not again. Rumlow comes out of a car and aims his gun at us. They all do.

“Drop the shield, Cap! On your knees!” Steve drops his shield “Get on your knees! Now! Get down! Get down!” Steve holds his hands up “Get on your knees! Down!” he kicks Steve's leg and Steve kneels. “Don't move.” Rumlow looks at the helicopter. A few hydra agents surround me. They put me in handcuffs. They pull me over to Rumlow. “Looks like we got one of our assets back.” he grabs my chin and smirks. They put us all in a van.

A.N - sorry if it's bad, it's still in the rough draft stage. I'm not even finished writing the whole thing. But I hope you guys are interested let me know if you want to be tagged for the actual story when I eventually start posting it. Also let me know if you want more info. I've got tons of info and notes that I'd love to share. Especially about the character keira.