Imagine:Bucky Making A Tattoo For Steve.

Imagine: Bucky making a tattoo for Steve.

Request from: withoutashadowofhope

A/N: Omg! tattoo is my sensetive spot now! Soon I gonna have one too! I can’t wait! I tried write story as good as I only could.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea…” Steve muttered looking softly over his shoulder

“Sure it is… Because it’s my idea.” Bucky said happily, sitting behind Steve. He was preparing everythung.

“Yeah… I would disagree with this… all „Your” ideas, ended bad. Remember pranks on Tony.”

Bucky rolled his eyes „It was Clint..”

„He told me all thoes pranks were your idea, and He only helped… Tony almost kicked you out from tower.” Steve said

„But He didn’t, because My Captain love me too much and He talked with Tony..” He teased

„Jerk…” Steve muttered.

„Punk.” Bucky smiled and started make tattoo on Steve’s back. Steve hissed softly and looked over his shoulder

„Don’t…” Bucky said pushing Steve’s head away. He continued his work on Steve’s tattoo.

Steve sighed softly, sitting without move „Come on Bucky… thoes are mine back, I want know what you do there.”

„Stop whining… You will see when I'm done, now sit and don’t move… You are Captain, you can handle this.”

Steve growled softly and rolled his eyes.

After few hours Bucky ended his masterpeace „Okay Cap!” Bucky said happily „I’m done with my work, You can see it now.” Bucky nodded, putting everything away and getting up form chair.

Steve hissed softly and got up as well, He went to mirror and looked at him back, Bucky did tattoo that looked like big bird.

„It’s not a eagle, but I really like it, It took me many hours to do it. Do you like it Steve?” Bucky asked looked at Steve with smile.

Steve only nodded and laughed „Yes, more. I love it. Great job Bucky.”

Bucky walked to Steve and kissed him gently „Now I need to take care of my Steve until it will heal.”

Steve only laughed and shook his head.

Author: Cass.

Gif: X

Imagine: You're a girlfriend of Captain America and You need to tell him you're pregnant with Bucky.

Request from: Anonymous 

You knew everything will be changed.

You knew it since first second when you looked at the pregnancy test and you noticed 2 little lines. Fucking two little lines. And who would thought it’ll be caused only by.. wish for revenge?

It started in completely innocent way.

You were Captain's girlfriend. He loved you more than his own life. He would give you everything, only to cause a smile on your face. You had everything you could have wanted. Your all dreams came true by his side. You was appreciated, important, but the most important was that he loved you. He was your mainstay. Your whole world. You both were the happiest couple. You thought nothing will ever change it…

Unfortunately, after sometime, his work started to cause an anxiety in you. He was always gone, when you wanted to cuddle. He was gone, when you had your mood swings. Only because of that fucking work! You started to blame S.H.I.E.L.D about misunderstandings in your common relationship. Everything were annoying you. Especially his missions.. Those long days without him by your side always made you angry, sad, unappreciated. But everytime you wanted to talk about your anxiety with him, he was too busy to listen once again, how much you hate his job. He was a good man, who always wanted to help people. To serve his country and world. Sometimes, with sadness you had to admitted, that it looked like he forgot he has a girlfriend.

After some time you realized that you’re spending most of your time with his best friend, Bucky Barnes know as the Winter Soldier. He was always an enigma to you, his story was full of different emotions, mostly sad ones. But you really liked to listen about his adventures he gone through with Steve. And… he has shown you his interest. In some moment he was the one who cared if you're not in any need when Steve was away. He even few times helped you with some silly things in your flat. You really appreciated his effort… maybe too much.

And finally it had happened.

You went to a bed together. You’ve cheated on your beloved boyfriend. The most important person in your life. One-night stand turned into something more. It lasted almost a month. Until you haven’t realized you can’t do it anymore, because it’s highly unfair toward Steve. And toward Bucky also. So you just stopped meeting with him, you were trying to avoid his presence in your surroundings. But after some time you realized one more thing. Something was wrong.

You weren’t feeling good.  You were constantly tired, you started to be dizzy at mornings.. no! It can’t be that!, you were thinking to yourself. That was when you decided to make a test. And hell, it was positive. You were pregnant. With Bucky. Your whole world almost immediately collapsed. You couldn't lie to Steve any longer. Soon he would notice you were in pregnancy.

~~~~~~~~~

It was his second day at home. He was after a tough mission in Russia. They found a base of Hydra and Steve had been sent there to infiltrate that place. He succeed and now he had a week off.

“Honey, can we talk?!” He said loudly sitting in living room.

You were in kitchen, making coffee in his favorite mug. You felt kind of a cold knife stabbing your heart. You knew you had to tell him the truth. Before you went to the living room with two mugs, you put hands at your belly. It wasn’t visible yet, it was only beginning of third month. You took few deep breaths and went there.

Steve was sitting at the couch, watching news on TV. You placed his mug at the coffee table and you took a seat next to him with your glass. “Yes?” you asked.

Steve gave you a brief gaze before he spoke. “I feel there's a distance, something strange in your behaviour.”

You let out a loud sigh. You desperately needed to throw it all from you. “Yes.. Steve.. I don’t know what to tell you.. How to tell you..”

“Maybe start using words?” he couldn't help but chuckled softly. He stopped as he noticed you weren't laughing.

“Steve. I’m pregnant” you said biting your lips and chewing them a bit.

He blinked but smiled brightly. “It's a good news, honey!”

You took deep breath. “Steve..” tears started to form in your eyes. “It’s… It's not.. It’s not your baby…”

There was a silence for a while. He was only looking at you with cold eyes of his. No emotion was on his face.

“Who?” Only that word left his mouth.

You swallowed, turning head at side.

“I asked you a question!” you could easily see how mad he was.

You finally found a courage. “Bucky.”

It was a moment. You saw how his face is changing. And when you noticed that single tear running down over his cheek, your heart almost broke.

“S-Steve…” you whispered, covering mouth with hand. You realized how much you have hurt him. “God… baby.. please.. forgive me!” you whimpered sadly falling down on your knees and putting your hands at his thighs. “I’m so incredibly sorry.. I… I don’t have an explanation for what I have done to you… to us..” You were sobbing loudly, you let yourself to break down.

He didn’t push you away. Only tears were falling down over his cheeks as he was looking down at you. He was motionless. He didn’t say a single word.

You dared to raise your head and look at those big blue eyes of his. “Oh my God, Steve..” You couldn't help but shivered slightly, crying even more.

It wasn’t your plan to hurt him like that. To cause tears. To break his heart. You only wanted to be… exactly. What did you want to achieve? It was only a wish for revenge. You wanted to have someone who’ll adore you all time. Bucky gave have you his attention, but nothing more. And Steve? He gave you his unconditional love.

“I’m regretting this, Steve. If I could turn back time, I wouldn't did this again.. I betrayed your trust. I.. I’ll understand if you’ll decide to leave. I’m not worth your love” you mumbled quietly, not looking into his eyes.

Suddenly you felt a familiar touch. His hand slipped under your shivering chin and it forced you to look at him. Straight into those blue eyes..

“Love is being with your partner through all ups and downs. After all the difficult times we've made it through, I know that it doesn't matter what happens, you will stand by me and always be there through the good and the bad. And the same goes to you. I won't never leave you. We can go through it together. You did a mistake, like everyone. But I truly love you and nothing can change it. Nothing.”

You were looking at him, your eyes wide open. You started to cry more, almost screaming, from mix of relief and sadness. The man you love the most, forgave you. Just. You didn't know how to thank him.

“Steve… I didn’t deserve..”

He didn’t let you finish this sentence. He closed your mouth with a subtle kiss. “Shhh.. don't think about it anymore. You can’t take stress now. At least you’re expecting a baby.”

 That night you were talking till the midnight. You told him, what caused that you cheated on him. You were honest. He also apologized you that he didn’t notice you may have a feeling of solitude. At least he knew the truth. And that situation has only shown you, that you have the greatest man by your side. Who will love you not only in good times. But especially in a bad ones.

Author: Rouge

Gifs: X X

The chronicles of the winter || Part III

Part II Summary: continuation of imagine

Word Count: 1273

Warnings: none

Ten minutes to eliminate the Captain America is more than generous. He didn’t make a sound, he was trained not to make a sound. While the van was standing at the little parking lot next to the main street in the city center, he was awaiting, in a shade of a huge skyscraper. Leaning his back against the cold wall of the building, he once again repeated his plan.

Take your aim… HE’S ONLY A TARGET. Cut him down… THAT PREMONITION THAT I KNEW HIM. Your bullet can’t ricochet….

Finally he heard some voices. Target wasn’t alone…

“Are you sure it’s here?” Sam asked hesitantly. “Excuse me? Are you undermining my navigational skills now?” Natasha barked loudly, getting out of their car. Steve, who at that moment was standing next to the vehicle, was looking around. “Stop, immediately, both of you” he said in a harsh voice of his. “It’s not a good moment for arguments, do you understand?” Natasha only rolled her eyes, taking a seat at the hood of the car. “What’s now, Cap?” she asked coldly. “I’m telling you, Steve. It could be anyone else. Maybe they’re wrong.” Captain didn’t answer at her words, because he noticed the black van standing at a one of free parking spaces.

In the same time Soldier decided to start an action. He turn around, stepping out of the shadow and he aimed. But he quickly realized the target was firing his own weapon at him, one bullet has striked him in the chest where his tactic vest absorbed the impact. In the next moment the target launched himself at the Soldier. He was good, Bucky had to admitted… He was stronger and faster than target was, but he had to concentrate to block man’s blows and get through his defences. He lost his own weapon early in the exchange. Bucky was finally able to sweep blonde man’s feet out from under him and he went down. He straddled the target, circling his neck with his hands. It will take only moments now…

But the target wasn’t alone. Bucky felt a strong blow aimed in his neck, so for a short moment he lost his concentration. Not even taking eyes off the target, with his metal arm he grabbed second person, who was still standing behind them. He easily threw the person aside. With a corner of his eye he noticed it was a redhead woman.

He again focused on the target beneath him. But the target wasn’t done. He managed to get one leg up to Bucky’s throat, to force him down and break the grip that’s depriving him of breath. He almost managed to get away. No one has managed to come so close to escaping the Soldier… But he had him pinned again in a moment… The target began to strike out with no technique, just blind panic, arms and legs were flailing against him. As he gasped for breath that won’t come, one of the target’s hand reached out and grabbed his face mask, pulling it off.

The target saw his face, and he freezed. The target knows him…

Second strong blow in the neck threw Soldier out of the target, straight at the concrete. He made a coup forward and quickly got back on his feet. There was one more person besides the woman. It was a tall black man. A strong man…

The target got up from the ground with help of his comrade. Bucky felt target’s eyes on himself.

Soldier slowly turned his head to face blonde man. “BUCKY?!” the target whispered quietly. Soldier for a second was silent, than he narrowed his brows and barked. “Who the hell is Bucky?”

He didn’t know what the target was talking about. But the familiar feeling of knowing that man came back to Soldier’s head.

Suddenly an apparent peace has been interrupted by shots. The two men who came at the place with the Soldier, seeing what was going on at the parking lot, decided to step into an action. They were aiming in the target and his comrades. Suddenly Soldier heard a female scream. Redhead has been shot in her arm and she fell on the ground, squeaking quietly.

“Get to the fucking van!” one of the mercenaries screamed loudly, giving a sign to the Soldier, while the second was distracting the target.

Bucky ran straight to the car and quickly got in. After a moment second of the men jump to the van too and he shut the door as he did. A driver hardly pressed the accelerator and after a while they were on a way back to the private airport.

His handler was standing on the stairs, just out of reach, he held a pistol firmly in both hands. It didn’t matter. The Soldier knew he could kill the man if he wanted to. He had a gun in his boot and three knives, and he wouldn’t even need any of them. He could cross the distance between them and break the man’s neck before he could pull the trigger or say the words. But he didn’t. The handler’s controls was fraying, but they weren’t quite broken yet. “Soldier, report” his handler ordered. The Soldier didn’t even do his handler the courtesy of looking at him, keeping his eyes directed to the floor. He was sitting at the narrow brick wall, in the huge devastated, abandoned air shed. “You failed your mission, Soldier. I need your report.” That made the Soldier turn to his handler. He knew he did. “Who am I?” Bucky asked. “You are the Soldier” the handler replied without hesitation. “And who was I before that?” “You were nobody.” the words were spit out, contemptuous. The Soldier clenched his fists. “You ARE nobody.” “Who was the target?” he asked. “He was an enemy.” “I knew him” the Soldier whispered. “That’s why he had to die. He would have exposed your existence. Your work is so important, we cannot allow that to happen.” the handler was so sure, so confident. The Soldier hated him. “But I knew him” Bukcy insisted. He sensed his handler’s tense. He rose to his feet and faced down his handler. The man was almost as tall as he was, but the Soldier knew he can’t be underestimated. “Солдат. Стоп.” The Soldier balanced on the balls of his feet. He knew the switch to Russian meant the words were coming. “Желание.” One word wasn’t enough for the handler to take his will, but it was enough that for the Soldier to feel the strands of control began to once more wind around him. He launched himself forward with a snarl, sure of his own ability, but his handler was ready for him. He fired two times and the Soldier felt two darts strike, in throat and leg. He fought to keep moving, but can feel the drugs, the poison, which was overcoming his will. He had his hands around the throat of his handler, but his vision was fading and he fell. The last thing he felt before he lost consciousness entirely was a vicious kick to his ribs.

He woke up in the chair and found the routine has changed. This time, they started with fire, fire that burnt the rebellion from his brain. Fire that left him screaming, that made his limbs tremble. When the fire has burned the last fragment of his old self away, only then they did stop. His handler approached him, the hated red book which he has held in his hands. “And now, Soldier,” his handler said coldly, “we will begin again.”

Author: Beast

The chronicles of the winter || Part V

Part II  || Part III  || Part IV

continuation

of

imagine

Summary: Steve receives an information about possible Bucky's location. Bucky has to deal with a consequences of failure to perform his task. He's found by Steve and his friends. They take the Winter Soldier to Shield base, but peace doesn't last long. A mysterious envoy of Hydra is on a spoor of Bucky.

Word Count:  3338

Warnings: none

Steve was looking for Bucky since two weeks. Unfortunately, there was no signs of where he can be. Steve almost lost his hope, but some day, on Wednesday, something had changed.

He was at the daily training session with Sam and Clint, when two high rank agents approached them at the training room. “Captain” one of them spoke slowly. Steve lifted his chin up and looked at the man in the suit. “Yes?” he frowned a bit. Wilson and Barton walked to Steve and measured agents with surprised glances. “We have an information about Winter Soldier” the agent in a black suit said simply. Second man started to look for something in his case. After a while he pulled out a red briefcase with a handwritten inscription on it. “JAMES BARNES.” Steve’s heart immediately raced in his chest as he noticed the superscription. Without any words he took the folder in his hands and opened it. He started to read, turning around to the other men and walked to the nearest bench. He took a seat, still reading a dossiers. “Steve?” Sam walked to his friend, looking down at him. Steve was silent still, but after few moments he slowly lifted chin to look at his buddy. “They know where he is” he mumbled with a trembling voice.

It was a hard time for the Soldier. He needed to face never-ending pain, nearly death and angst, which they had offered him. After few days of tortures he was so tired that he even couldn’t defend himself anymore. It was a point where he was begging. About even a few drops of a water… He hated to be dependent on them, but if he wanted to survive, he just hadn’t other choice.

“You failed” his handler was standing next to the one of a generals of Hydra. Bucky was sitting at the metal chair in the interrogation’s room, he was looking at both of the men with a cold glance of his blue eyes. “We checked upon your files, Soldier” general’s voice was frigid. No emotions at his face. Bucky knew that man was rather too young for someone with such high rank. It meant he had no scruples. It was easy to advance in Hydra’s structure, the only things you had to have was perkiness and uncompromising attitude. Bucky knew also he could kill both of them within 30 seconds. But he was too exhausted to even try to fight. “And we have made our decision” a wry smile crept onto his handler’s mouth. Bucky didn’t even blink. The two men exchanged their glances in a silence. “You’ll be executed tomorrow, at the dawn” general said simply. “You know too many things. You didn’t give us any other choice, Soldier.” Bucky didn’t show any signs of a fear, but deep inside he was screaming from a dismay. After a second he cooled himself down and he started to create a plan of an escape. They wanted his death, but he wouldn’t give them a satisfaction. If they wanted to kill him, first they’ll have to break him down.

At the dawn, Bucky has been awoken by four soldiers. The captaincy had sent such many soldiers to drag him at the main square of the headquarters just to make sure he won’t escape. But Bucky was calm. Maybe even too calm, but fortunately men didn’t notice it. His plan has just started.

Once they brought him at the square he noticed, that there was a firing squad awaiting for him. But he was still calm. He let soldiers to take him at the middle of the square where they tied his hands behind his back. He even let them to put an old, stinky bag on his head so he couldn’t see anything.

After several seconds he heard a sound of a reloaded weapons. He didn’t show any fear. He was standing still, with the bag on his head, his back straight and hands tied behind. He was breathing calmly, repeating the plan in his mind. He started to count to 3.

…1… He knew the firing squad was aiming at him. …2…. The voice of the main commander who ordered soldiers to prepare themselves to shot. …3… In the last moment Bucky tautened his muscles, tearing the chains up. Second later he made a backflip, hitting the nearest soldier in chin with his combat boot. As soon as man was down, Bucky took his Makarov pistol and quickly aimed in the second soldier, killing him with a one single shot. The firing squad shot. Three or four bullets ricocheted from Bucky’s metal arm, next two bullets hit brunette in the chest. Bucky yelled loudly in a pain before he fall down on the concrete. Still holding the gun in his hand, with a metal palm he pressed the wounds on his chest, trying to catch a breath. A fear started to overwhelm him, but he couldn’t let it to happen. When four or five soldiers have ran to him, Bucky got up and started a grapple. He managed to pull the long knife from a pocket of the nearest soldier and with it he splitted man’s throat. Then he quickly stabbed another man in chest. Suddenly he felt a huge pain in his back. Bucky clenched his teeth to hold back a scream. He turned around and saw one of the commanders in front of him. Man was holding a knife in his hand, he threw Bucky a vicious gaze. “You fucking piece ofa shit!” man shouted, attacking Bucky. After few moments the two man was laying down on the ground, tussled fiercely. Bucky finally with all his strength stab the knife in commander’s throat. He felt a warm, viscous liquid on his hand. Blood. The blonde man, who was laying beneath Bucky, laughed weakly, looking straight in the blue eyes of the Soldier. “They’ll find… you… everywhere.. They don’t… like… to… lose their toys..” Bucky smiled only and hit man with his metal arm straight in face. He heard the sound of broken nose, he felt like man’s face was changing in a bloody slurry. He didn’t stop until whole bones in man’s face weren’t broken. He only atopped when man was still. He looked down and let out a sigh, seeing what he has done. But he wasn’t sorry about that. They forced him to do so. There was a blood on his hands, on his face, in his hair, he felt that his grey shirt was soaked with blood too. His chest was hurting him oh so badly, but he couldn’t stop. Not now.

When only he left alive on the square, the Soldier began calculating his strategy. How many more soldiers? Where are the weapons stored? What is his exit plan? The truth was he didn’t believe he’ll make it. But he did. And now he had to run. As far as he only could. He put a lo g knife in his combat boot, he took two more and placed them in his pants’ pockets. He took also as much magazines as he could carry, putting them in his free pockets in his military pants. He took two pistols in his hands and walked straight to the main building of the base.

As soon as he opened the door, he shot the two soldiers first, firing before they had time to suspect the Soldier is no longer their creature. Then he walked straight to where he knew the transport sheds hold the trucks he’ll need to escape. There were soldiers awaiting him between the building and the sheds and they put up stronger resistance. But he fought his way into the sheds.

He put volleys of bullets into the engine blocks of the trucks he didn’t take, so his pursuers will have to call for help, but he knew it won’t be enough. Escape will require all his skills. And more luck than he though the universe will grant him. But he’s come too far. He won’t surrender so easily. They have made a weapon on him. And he’ll use that weapon against them all.

An hour’s hard drive got him to a city, named Zhukovsky. As he entered the city limits, he could already see signs that his enemies are closing around him. Troop transports on main streets. Police and soldiers already on the streets, checking papers. He needed to move fast, to get himself out of here, out of Russia.

He parked the truck in an industrial area. He got off the car and almost immediately he feel on the ground. The sharp pain in his chest threw him on his knees.

After few minutes he managed to got up and he slowly walked into the direction of the forest on the horizon.

He didn’t know how long he was hedging throughout the forest. Finally he slowly sank on his knees, leaning back against the tree. He was pressing the metal palm to the wounds on his chest. He was breathing slowly. Suddenly he realized that with an air, the blood was exhaled with his breaths. He probably had injured lungs. He looked at his metal palm. It was covered in a blood. His own blood.

He got to fight another fight. He got to run another night. He was on his way, and he didn’t feel right. He gotta get himself back. He couldn’t be beaten, that was a fact. He’ll find a way. They ain’t gonna take him down, no way.

He didn’t even notice, when he lost his senses. Whole world has faded away in a darkness.

Steve was walking throughout a forest, he was carefully looking around. Sam and Clint were with him, safeguarding their backs. “Are you sure, Steve?” Clint asked simply, his bow was prepared to shot in every moment. It was a dark night, clouds were veiling the moon, so there was literally no light, it handicapped the search. They had to use a flashlights, but even that didn’t help at all. They erred in a dense fog. Every path they had chosen, was leading to nowhere. But Steve received a confirmed informations. Bucky had to be somewhere around. Suddenly Sam has stopped, raising his hand up, he gave a sign to rest to be quiet. Clint approached Steve and aimed ahead, he was ready to shot. A figure has slowly emerged from the mist. Steve immediately recognized him. It was Bucky. His metal arm was glistening in a light of Sam’s flashlight. Brunette was slowly walking in their direction, holding himself by a chest. He slowly sank down on his knees, letting out a quiet whimper as he did. Steve wasn’t waiting any longer, he ran to the man and knelt next to him, supporting him from falling completely on the ground. “BUCKY….” Rogers whispered, laying Soldier carefully on the forest floor. He slowly pushed man’s hand off his chest to realized there was a huge stain of a fresh blood at his shirt. Falcon and Hawkeye walked to them, lightening place up with their flashlights. “He’s injured” Sam notified quietly. Steve only nodded, slipping hand under Bucky’s arm to lift him up. “Help me, guys” Rogers asked slightly and after a while Barnes was again standing on his feet, supported by Captain America himself. “Let’s take him to the base. There they’ll look upon him” Steve announced as they were walking back to their plain.

Bucky slowly opened his eyes, looking around with a unconscious gaze.

He was in a little room with a walls in a subtle shade of sand. He was laying on a bed, covered with a warm white quilt. His head was rested at the fluffy pillow. Bucky was breathing calmly. When he wanted to get up, he felt a strong hand on his chest which brought him back down in the pillow. The Soldier looked at the side and paled.

Captain America. His former target.

He opened his mouth, but not even a single word had left them. “Shhh… You shall rest now” blonde man took hand back, looking down at the Soldier. “You has been seriously injured.”

Brunette swallowed before he finally spoke. “Who is Bucky?” That was the only one question he wanted to ask. He needed to know. His blue eyes seemed to drill through other man’s chest, reaching his soul. “You are Bucky” Steve managed to whisper after a while of an awkward silence. “Your name is James Barnes, but we all used to call you Bucky or Buck..” Brunette turned his glance aside. “I don’t remember” he mumbled under his breath. “You need a time.. Hydra was in a control over you.” Bucky let himself to close eyes for a while. “And who are you?” the Soldier asked hesitantly. “They said you’re an enemy.” Steve sighed deeply, rubbing his chin. “I’m Steve.. Steve Rogers. And I’m not the enemy. I’m your friend..” he did everything to hide a single tear which was streaming down his face. Bucky turned himself on a side. “I wanna be alone..” he splattered slightly. Steve sighed and slowly rose up from the chair. “I’m glad you’re alive” Rogers added before he left a room.

Itsy bitsy spider is climbing on the wall. Better watch your step or in her web you’ll fall. Spin you round in circles in a net of doubt. If you’re stuck, I’m done with you, beause I won’t get you out.

She was a handsome woman, built on the gorgeous lines of a Renaissance goddess. Her blue eyes, like the sea, were calm and emotionless. Long, wavy red hair, so smooth and silky, almost as if it was tailored from satin. Her pastel white flawless skin made her beautiful pink full lips stand out. The way her long lashes framed her eyes when she captured a target turning them into a stone and the way her full lips would curl into a mischievous grin every time she did so. She had a little mole next to her left eyebrow. Her shape like a rock guitar - rounded hips and very pronounced waist. Her long legs were perfect too.

She appeared in the cafe with the winter snow billowing around her short black skirt. She had a tight lacy blouse under a black coat. Most of people inside did pay an attention to her beauty. She was literally stunning. The clicking of her high heels added rhythm to the soft classical music that played onward without pause. Her eyes scanned the room with determination in search of someone. She walked to a counter, with hipnotizing swing in her hips. She rested hands on the counter, subtly leaning forward to a waiter. “Excuse me” she whispered softly, her voice delicate as a petal of a rose. “I’m looking for someone.” Man behind a bar lifted his chin to give her a look. She opened her little purse and pulled out a photo, which next she gave to a man. “Do you know maybe, where I can find him?” young woman asked. Man was looking at the picture for a while, then he gave it back to the girl. “I do know him. It’s Captain America, everyone knows him here. The easiest way to find him is to go to the S.H.I.E.L.D base, at the shore of the river. It’s a large building, you won’t have any problems to find it” he said, looking obstinately in woman’s decolletage. Redhead nodded slightly, putting the picture back into her purse, then she thanked and turned around to leave thw cafe.

But at the door, she stopped. She has slowly looked around before she pulled a gun out of her coat’s pocket. With several shots she killed everyone in the cafe. Without a blink. She didn’t want to be recognised, that was why she did so.

After all, she put her Desert Eagle Magnum back into her pocket and then redhead has left the cafe, without any witnesses. The place luckily was located at the suburbs of the city, so she was mirebthan sure that no one has seen her. Now she knew, what she has to do.

Two weeks have passed.

Bucky was slowly coming back to his full strengths under watchful eye of Steve. Not everyone was glad about the Winter Soldier presence in the base. Black Widow was constantly showing, how unhappy she is with that fact by never-ending arguments with Rogers and Barnes. Nick Fury ordered agents to keep an eye on Bucky, so there wasn’t a moment, when he could be fully alone.

That day Steve took him at the little walk. Practically, both of them have sneaked out from under the tutelage. They wanted to talk in peace, without a neighboring glances. Steve decided to take Bucky to the little park located at the other side of the river. “How’s your chest?” blonde asked with a care in his voice aa they both took a seats at the wooden bench.

The winter was rather beautiful. The snow was slowly circulating down in the gentle wind, a frosty air was gently pinching the cheeks of two men.

“It’s fine” Bucky’s low voice seemed to slit the air. Steve took a deep breath, improving his blue scarf. “Something new?” Rogers enquired. Bucky shook his head slightly. “Only the fact your mom’s name was Sarah” brunette rubbed his hands to warm them up a bit. Steve couldn’t help but smiled, putting palm at Bucky’s shoulder. “Yes. You have right, Buck.” The Soldier looked at the Captain with an  impassable sadness in those blue eyes of his. “I wish I could remember more, but sometimes.. I just can’t trust my own mind.” Steve nodded. “I know, Buck. I know.”

They spent almost half an hour, talking with each other. Then, when the sun went down, Steve commanded a way back to the base.

When the two men were at a wide path between a rows of trees, they heard some noises behind them. It was a sound of reloaded gun. They both turned around. Steve’s brows narrowed, he instinctively put a hand at Bucky’s chest, pushing him back a little.

In front of them was standing a young redhead woman. She was holding a gun in her straight hands, aiming in Captain’s head.

“Steve…” Bucky said slowly. Blonde gave his friend a sign to stay silent. “Who’re you?” Rogers asked simply. Redhead’s lips turned into a wry smile. “You’re in my way, Captain, so you better watch out” her voice was melodious. “And you’re in a possession of something, which belongs to Hydra.”

Steve looked at Bucky with a corner of his eye. She wanted Bucky.

“Who’re you?” he repeated coldly, slowly reaching to his pocket, where he had a pager. He pushed the button hoping that Sam will hear the sound of his own pager at the gym. Woman laughed shortly. “You’re pathetic. You always have been. You really thought Hydra has been destroyed, but as you can see you were wrong. Now give the Winter Soldier back to us and no one will be hurt.”

Steve slowly started to take little steps backward. He was without his shield, without a protection. They were at the open terrain, there was no place to hide. And Bucky was with him. He couldn’t lose Bucky again. Not after all those years. Not when he just got him back…

Woman was dressed in a black leather pants and a black bluse with a tactic vest on top of it. Her outfit was emphasizing her body shape, she was slim and fit.the Her combat boots had a high sole and they also were black. Her long wavy red hair were loose. She was measuring him with a cold gaze of her blue eyes.

“Who’re you!?” this time Steve yelled. He was trying to gain some precious time.

Young woman lifted her chin up a bit, looking hardly at Steve, she smiled wryly. “I’m the new generation of the Winter Soldier.”

Author: Beast

Imagine: Nice morning with Jack.

Y/N woke up in empty bed, she looked around, looking for her boyfriend Jack. She got up and quietly walked to living room “Jack? Where are you?” Y/N asked

“In the kitchen.” Y/N heard his voice and quickly went to kitchen. Jack was making breakfast, He was wearing only his sweatpants and white t-shirt. Y/N hugged to Jack from behind and purred happily, inhaling his scent.

“Hey there, little one. I’m glad you are finally awake. How was your night?” Jack asked, smiling happily. Y/N giggled and walked to his side “Good…. Because I spent this night with my Captain.”

Jack laughed and kissed her nose “And I spent it with the most beautiful woman in this century.” He muttered and stroked her cheek gently, smiling happily “I love you, You know that?” He said quietly wrapping arm around Y/N’s small waist. She giggled and wrapped arms around his neck “I know, I love you too.” Jack nodded and kissed her forehead “Now, go to living room, breakfast will be served in few minutes.” Y/N nodded and quickly went to living room.

After breakfast Jack went back to bedroom to dress up and Y/N went to kitchen to clean after breakfast. After few minutes Jack slowly walked to her from behind and wrapped his strong arms around her “Did I ever told you how sexy you are?” Jack purred nuzzling to Y/N’s shoulder. She giggled and nodded “Yes, you did this many times…” Y/N said and turned around to wrap arm around his neck. Jack smiled and kissed Y/N passionately. She purred happily and kissed him back.

Jack growled softly and picked her up, He sat her down on the kitchen counter. Y/N whimpered softly and looked at him “Jack… You should go to work. You will be late.” Jack only laughed softly “No… Work can wait I have more important duties.” Y/N giggled and kissed him again, wrapping legs around his waist. Jack muttered happily, pushing his hands under Y/N’s shirt, suddenly He could hear his phone. He took his phone and looked at Y/N worried “They are calling… Go, See you after work.” Jack only nodded and kissed Y/N quickly, before leaving the flat.

Author: Cass

Gif: X

Imagine: Bucky is learning you Romanian

Request from: Anonymous

You were an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D since a month. You had a good contact with almost all of the Avengers, you quickly caught the contact with them because of your good interpersonal abilities. There was only one person, in front of whom you was scared to stand.. James Bucky Barnes. Yes. That tall, handsome former Winter Soldier always was making you feel incredibly unsure about yourself. You were losing your confidence as soon his blue eyes were falling on you. You were even more scared when director Fury ordered you to learn Romanian. You had to do it because of you assignment to a new mission. As concerns your experience on a missions, it was something about what you didn't prefer to talk. You have only been once to Vienna with Black Widow and Falcon. And now you had to support Bucky himself at his infiltrating mission in Bucharest. Your stress has only been increased by a fact, that Bucky will learn you Romanian. "Y/N, really, am I demand too much?" Bucky rolled his eyes once again, leaning his head on his crossed palms. You were at 10th lesson of Romanian and that was a day, when you had a little test. As it was easy to predict, you earn only half points from a stakes. "But... Bucky... I've been telling you not once... I still have problem with a pronunciation of all those long words..." You lowered your gaze, looking hardly at your nails. "You had to train it. And? You as always did nothing" he growled lazily. "Listen, Y/N, it's a fucking important mission to me. To us all. We have to penetrate one of a government's bases there, so we have to be well-prepared. That means you have to speak Romanian. Not fluently, no, I'm just demanding you to be understandable for others. They don't know English" he rubbed his chin, yawning at the same time. "Okay. Once again. But focus this time, okay?" You gave a nod and took a breath. "Trebuie să ia aceste documente la un seif" he said slowly. You cleared your throat. "Trebuie să ştiu un cod care să o, domnule.." you said quietly. Brunette measured you with a cold gaze, but then a little mischief grin appeared on Bucky's lips. "Good. Now it's much better. Tell me now, how to say TO OPEN in Romanian?" "A deschide" you whispered, trying to avoid his glance. Bucky smiled gently, nodding. "Exactly. And how to say A RED BRIEFCASE?" he asked. "O servietă roșie" you put a lock of your hair behind your ear before you dared to look at Bucky. He was smiling, no anger or disillusionment  on his face. That caused a huge relief to you. "Good. You see? You have to focus and then it's good. I hope that after next several lessons you'll speak more efficiently" his voice was low but incredibly  magnetic and charming. The fact was that you have fallen for that harsh man long time ago. Of course you were too shy to tell him about it. Besides, you thought always that he would only laugh at you, when you would tell him the truth. You packed your stuff to a bag and you got up from a chair. "Thank you Bucky" you said, giving him a brief glance. He was making an order at the desk, when you did, so he even didn't notice it. He only waved his hand. "No problem. But you shall train your pronunciation. Remember it" Bucky said. You only nodded, but when you was about to leave, something deep inside your soul adviced you to say one more thing aloud. Of course in Romanian. "Tu ești un om mare, Bucky. Mereu te-am admirat tu. Și, ca să fiu sincer, trebuie să recunosc că am o pasiune pentru tine. Noapte bună." You saw, how Bucky stiffened and how he turned his head to face you. With a mix of a wonderment and disbelief in those beautiful blue eyes of his.. But you noticed also one more thing. His cheeks were red. "You're blushing, Mr Barnes" you whispered, smiling. Then you left the room, smiling to yourself.

Author: Nad

Gif: X