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“Hearts Entwined and Torn” -Final
**Summary**
Amber makes a high-profile debut, showcasing her skills in a major battle.
Amber had been on her own for months now, working tirelessly to hone her skills and build a new identity. The sting of her departure from the X-Men was still fresh, but she poured that pain into becoming stronger, more effective. The superhero world had begun to recognize her not just as a former X-Men, but as a powerful force in her own right.
One fateful evening, the news broke with urgency and chaos. Ultron, the rogue AI with a penchant for destruction, had launched a full-scale assault on New York City. His army of relentless robotic minions had overrun the city streets, causing widespread panic. The Avengers, despite their formidable strength, struggled against the sheer scale of the attack.
On live television, the chaos was broadcasted to millions. The camera caught the Avengers in action, their efforts against Ultron’s mechanical army increasingly desperate. Amidst the smoke and debris, a new figure emerged with striking clarity. Amber, clad in her sleek Avengers uniform, cut through the battlefield with precision and strength.
The X-Men, gathered in the common room of the Xavier Institute, watched in disbelief. Logan, Cyclops, Jean Grey, and others were transfixed by the sight of Amber in action. Each member of the team felt a complex mix of pride, regret, and heartache as they saw her showcase her prowess in battle.
“Is that Amber?” Jean’s voice was barely a whisper, disbelief coloring her words.
“It is,” Cyclops replied, his face a mask of conflicted emotions. “She’s incredible.”
The camera focused on Amber as she fought with determination. Her movements were fluid, her attacks efficient. She navigated the battlefield with agility and skill, turning the tide against Ultron’s forces. She demonstrated not just raw power, but strategic brilliance, coordinating with the Avengers to systematically dismantle Ultron’s defenses.
Ultron, towering and formidable, loomed over the battlefield, issuing commands to his robotic minions. Amber darted between Ultron’s drones, using her environment to her advantage. She leaped from one structure to another, avoiding laser fire and delivering devastating blows. Each strike was calculated, each movement a testament to her growth.
As Ultron’s control over his army began to falter, Amber’s decisive actions played a crucial role in subduing him. With a final, powerful strike, she disabled one of Ultron’s central control units, causing a massive disruption. The scene was one of victory, with the Avengers managing to secure the area and Ultron being captured.
The news anchor’s voice filled the room, summarizing the battle. “We’ve just witnessed an extraordinary performance from Amber, the newest member of the Avengers. Her bravery and skill have been pivotal in the fight against Ultron.”
As the broadcast ended, the room fell into an uneasy silence. The X-Men were left grappling with the weight of their regrets. Seeing Amber so powerful and resolute only deepened their sense of loss.
“She’s become something truly incredible,” Logan said quietly, his voice heavy with sorrow. “I can’t believe how far she’s come.”
Cyclops nodded, his expression pained. “We made mistakes. We should have supported her.”
Jean looked at the screen, her eyes filled with tears. “Do you think she’d ever forgive us?”
Before they could dwell further, the X-Men’s communicator beeped, signaling an incoming message. The Avengers had sent an invitation for a meeting, suggesting a possible collaboration. The X-Men saw this as a chance to reach out to Amber and address their past mistakes.
A few days later, the X-Men arrived at the Avengers’ headquarters. The atmosphere was thick with tension and anticipation. They hoped to make amends and perhaps find a way to work together again, though they knew it might not be easy.
When Amber walked into the meeting room, her presence was commanding but cold. Her demeanor was distant, a stark contrast to the warmth they once knew. The X-Men were met with a composed, almost impersonal version of the woman they had left behind.
“Amber,” Cyclops began, struggling to keep his voice steady, “we’ve been following your recent activities with the Avengers. We’re truly impressed by everything you’ve achieved.”
Amber’s face remained unreadable. “Thank you, Scott. I’ve been focused on my work.”
Jean stepped forward, her voice tinged with hope and regret. “We realize now that we didn’t handle things well when you left. We want to make amends and see if there’s a way for us to work together again.”
Amber’s gaze was unwavering, her tone sharp. “I’ve moved on from the X-Men. I’ve found a new path with the Avengers, and I’m not interested in revisiting the past.”
Logan’s voice was heavy with emotion as he tried to bridge the gap. “Amber, we made mistakes. We should have supported you. We miss you.”
Amber’s eyes flashed with a mixture of pain and resolve. “You had your chance. I’m not looking to relive old wounds. I’ve built something new for myself, something that matters. I’m focused on my role with the Avengers now.”
The conversation hung in the air, charged with unresolved feelings and unmet expectations. The X-Men, despite their earnest attempts, could see the finality in Amber’s stance. She had moved on, and the door to her past with the X-Men was firmly closed.
As the X-Men left the Avengers’ headquarters, they were enveloped in a somber silence. The weight of their actions and their failure to support Amber was palpable. Her success with the Avengers was a reminder of the consequences of their decisions and the importance of their support.
Amber, meanwhile, continued her journey with the Avengers, her resolve unshaken. Her new role brought new challenges and opportunities, and she embraced them with the same strength and determination that had always defined her.
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Strawberry Milkshake
Spiderman x fem!reader pt.2
part 1
Summary: In a world where nobody remembers who Peter Parker is, the poor boy is slowly building his life again, especially when it comes to MJ. He hopes to gradually restore their lost relationship when he meets another girl, a new contact he didn't know he needed.
Warning: This is part 2 of the story New Contacts
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Two weeks flew by quicker than you thought and what was originally supposed to be one-time tutoring for Peter Parker turned out to be a whole set of study sessions for your exams and projects, flavoured by the constant help from Peter. You found yourself wandering how did this guy not attend MIT with you, or maybe even Harvard, when he was so effortlessly grasping topics that took you weeks to figure out.
"I hate this professor," you mumbled once, sitting on his couch as he sat on a pillow on the other side of the table, tugging on your physics book. "Why?" he chuckled, pulling it out completely and opening it on a random page, breezing through the tiny printed words. "He made me do this absolutely impossible project because I was ten minutes late. Ten minutes! And he knows how much I suck at physics, so he's basically giving me hell like every lesson!" you threw your arms into the air in frustration, letting them fall down with a loud thud against the couch.
"Why do you take his subject then, if you don't like it that much?" you met Peter's dark chocolate eyes staring at you from behind the book. "My parents want me to be an engineer," you sighed. "Said I needed a proper job instead of-"
"A waitress," he cut you off, earning a pillow flying above the table, aimed for his head.
"No," you chuckled, looking away from his sweet smile that always managed to capture you too much. "No, I was thinking of making it to Brodway one day. I used to write small plays for my elementary school and highschool, thinking that maybe one day they could be plastered on the bilboards of New York City,"
Peter watched your eyes get lost in the view of his window, the roofs of millions of buildings in Queens visible from where you were sitting. "Who says they couldn't be? One day?" your were brought back by his soft voice, making you smile sadly. "My parents," you commented, leaving him with nothing to say as he knew that fear of disappointing his loved ones. Yet, he still knew he had to choose his heart. And he thought that you should know it too.
"You should follow your heart," he broke the silence between the two of you, his words creating another smile on your lips, this time a rather sarcastic one. "Okay, Disney princess," you joked, getting the lost pillow thrown back at you. "I might, once you tell me why didn't you follow your heart to MIT. You're obviouly a nerd and you know your way around this... stuff," you gestured at the opened books in front of you, mere look on them making you shiver in disgust. "I'm not a nerd," Peter immediately shook his head.
"Really? Tell me the name of a certain math term defined as 'a rectangular array or table of numbers, symbols, or expressions, arranged in rows and columns'," you lifted your eyebrow. "Matrix," Peter said without missing a beat. "And what planet is Chewbacca from?"
"Kashyyyk," you nodded, Peter's immediate responses only proving your point as a victorious grin spread across your face. "Bingo," Peter scrunched his nose as you moved your body in a small victory dance, taking a sip from one of the two glasses full of strawberry milkshake on the table.
"So now, spill the beans, why aren't you studying at MIT?" you watched as Peter's posture slumped just like the first time you met him in the cafeteria, his eyes suddenly thousand miles away, lost in his complicated mind. "I almost was," he spoke up after a while, his voice quiet. "I applied and I got in... They just lost me," he breathed out a heavy breath that seemed to be stuck in him this whole time. He technically didn't lie, they did lose him, as in any information about him, just like everyone on this world. And despite the weight it has put on his shoulders, he seemed to breathe a bit lighter once it was out.
"I'm so sorry," you muttered, feeling bad for pushing a topic that was clearly sensitive for him. "Are you thinking of applying again?"
"Only if you submit one of your plays to Broadway," he grinned. "Maybe a smaller theater for the starter?" you smiled back helplessly, sighing in relief as he nodded, and stuck out your pinky. "Promise," he tied your pinky with his, sending warmth from his skin to your whole body. "Deal,"
"How was the vacation?" you asked, turning your head a bit to see MJ on the other side of the cafeteria. "It was good, had a lot of fun with everyone, until our car broke down," she shrugged, unphased by your shocked expression. "And I suppose everything ended well, since you're here safe and healthy, or am I talking to a ghost?" you joked, earning a small chuckle from your colleague. "Ned's grandma alarmed their neighbour to come and pick us up," MJ shrugged, joining you at the mixer.
"Why two glasses? Thought you were doing a milkshake for yourself?" she shouted through the mixer you manged to turn on with a pink mess turning inside. "For Peter," you yelled back, the bell at the door jingling as soon as you turned the gadget off, the mentioned brown haired boy skipping inside.
"Guess who applied!" he put his phone in front of you, barely registering MJ standing next to you, watching him in surprise. You gasped as you read that his application was sent successfully, pushing yourself over the counter with one hand to hug him with the other, Peter reciprocating the hug tightly. "Now, where's the play?" he smirked, making you shake your head. "That will come after the physics project. Can you imagine what he told me? That apparently my, well, your idea wasn't enough and I should use real physics as a base for this project," you groaned, remembering the talk from your physics teacher that kept bothering you the whole day. "He's such a jerk, but we'll figure something out! If he wants real physics we better give him one," he winked, making a small giggle escape your lips.
"I didn't know you two are friends," MJ's voice made both of you turn to her, meeting her confused eyes jumping from him to you. "MJ," Peter breathed out a bit of air, the rest getting stuck in his throat as he didn't know what to say. You looked at him, a bit confused what to do before MJ opened her mouth again.
"Chocolate moccha for you as usual, Peter?" she watched as Peter's eyes fell on the two glasses of strawberry milkshake you were holding, the drink now becoming a tradition after two weeks of drinking it with you. "I'll have it later, thank you," he nodded back at MJ politely, taking a glass from you.
You watched in shock as MJ turned away immediately, Peter's lips parting to release the rest of the breath he was holding. "Peter," you spoke up, feeling there was something between them you might have interrupted when an interruption of your worried thoughts came in a form Peter's gentle smile. "I will talk to her later, for now I have you and your strawberry milkshake,"
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Sit Down Now and Rest
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Description: You had anxiety and depression, and Tony and Bruce were more than happy with getting you anxiety meds the moment that you asked. When you stop taking your meds, your mental health plummets and spirals as well as your physical health, and everyone notices. Don't worry though, they're there for you.
Pairing: (Platonic) Avengers x Teen!Reader
Type: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Depression, anxiety, sickness, fainting, dizziness, taking meds(both medicated and just vitamins/iron supplements), dehydration, insomnia, depressive and hurtful thoughts, reader doesn't talk very much in this, nicknames(Kiddo, Kid, Hun)
Word Count: 1,627
Note: I may or may not have written this with too much of myself being present… But it's fine! I also wrote this at like 2 in the morning so it's kinda rough but I just needed to get this typed out so here ya go! Also, the characters might be kinda ooc because I haven't watched any marvel movies in a little while but I've been hyper focused on fics with them lately so yea. And I am working on my tlou and tech fics, it's just hard to find the motivation to write them, but don't worry, I'm working on em.
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You were quick to notice that you stopped taking your meds. You knew that they helped you, but you couldn't get yourself to start the habit of taking them again. You wanted to, most definitely, but you couldn't. Every day was the same. Wake up, look at your meds, contemplate taking them, saying you'll take them later, go train, eat, and then not take them.
You also stopped taking them at night too. You had even set alarms so that you'd remember to take them, but it didn't help at all. Natasha was the first to notice that something was up, being the closest one with you. When she realized that something wasn't quite right, she made sure to keep a close eye on you. She was quick to pick up how dizzy you looked when you'd get up, sometimes not even being able to stay standing before you crumbled back onto the couch. You'd always play it off as if you just lost your footing but she and everyone else knew that that wasn't the case.
One morning you had gotten up much later than you had recently been getting up. When you checked the time, it was around two in the afternoon. You got up and went to the kitchen, feeling extremely hungry after forgetting, and also just not wanting dinner the night prior. When you arrived in the kitchen, Tony was there. He had kind of taken up the father role in your life.
The moment he saw that you had finally arose, he was quick to make a snarky comment in good fun, “Ah! The beast has finally awoken from their slumber, now off they go to find their beauty.”
You only roll your eyes, ignoring him. You felt exhausted, even though you got close to ten hours of sleep seeing as you fell asleep around 4 in the morning. You couldn't find anything easy to fix or that looked appetizing in the fridge or pantry so you just opted for a bottle of water that you would only take a sip or two of then leave with your other five almost full water bottles on your nightstand.
Before you could go back to the confines of your room, Tony had to ask you a question, “ Hey kiddo, did you take your meds?”
The question caught you off guard, not expecting him to ask seeing as he hasn't asked in a real long time.
“Oh yea! I, um, took them earlier but fell back asleep. Yea, that's what I did!”
You try to make it seem like you weren't lying through your teeth, but weren't very successful because of how exhausted you were. However, before Tony could confront you, you book it to your room. You hide there for the rest of the day, not coming out for Dinner. Steve had come by to tell you that dinner was ready but you told him that you weren't very hungry as you just kept your
on the book that you had your nose in. You kept your light on all night, not feeling tired.
The next morning, Nat knocked on your door around eight, coming to get you so that you could train with her. When she opened your door, she saw you laying on your back staring up at the ceiling. You looked exhausted and had dark circles under your eyes. When Bat opened the door, you flung up in surprise. You hadn't heard her knocking so you weren't expecting for the door to randomly open. You couldn't tell who it was at first because your vision went fuzzy black as your body tried to accommodate the sudden movement that you caused. Nat waited for you to acknowledge her.
When you did after a couple seconds, you looked over at the time, confused. It had just been two the last time you looked at the clock. How could it be eight all of the sudden? You were brought out of your thoughts by Natasha trying to talk to you. You zoned back in, giving her a questioning look.
“I said, are you ok? You look exhausted Hun. I came by to get ya to come train but it looks like you need to rest for a couple days.”
“Oh! No, I'm fine. Just give me a couple minutes to get ready and I'll be down and we can get to work in no time!”
She gave you a skeptical look but nodded, closing your door behind her.
When you got down to the training room, Bucky and Steve were there with Natasha. They smiled upon seeing you walk in. However, Bucky and Steve's bright smiles dropped upon looking at your figure. You were slouched, tired eyes not fully open and your eye bags were extremely dark.
Bucky was the first to point it out, “Hey Kid, you ok? You aren't looking too good.”
You only shrugged, your body aching and your throat feeling scratchy and sore for some reason.
As you're sparring with Natasha, you continuously have to stop the match because you go into coughing fits. As finish with your last coughing fit you go back to Natasha, but she's packing her stuff up.
“Wait, where are you going?” You're voice comes rather harsh and rude as you ask the red head.
“I think you should rest for the rest of the day Hun. I'll come check on you in a little while. But go take your meds and also some cough syrup and eat something.”
You didn't say anything as you grabbed your stuff and walked back to your room. This was stupid. It was just a little cold. You can still fight. You need to train. Deep down though you knew you needed to listen to her and do as she said. In the end, you don't. You go back to your room, take a sip or two of water, get a small snack and then sit down in the living room with a book.
You try to read it, but you can't stay focused for long enough to. Your mind is spiraling and racing. You kept replaying how training went. You were so pathetic. And rude. How could you be so rude? Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. You slam the book down onto the sofa, huffing.
You hadn't noticed that some of the others had joined you in the living room. They look up at you, surprised. They weren't used to seeing you like this. You tried to get up quickly, wanting to get away from this embarrassing situation.
The moment you get up, the world goes black, buzzing and ringing is the only thing you can hear as you collapse. You feel something picking you up and setting you down on the couch. You blink your eyes a couple times, slowly feeling sensation being restored in your body. You look around you and see that Bruce is coming over with a damp cloth and water. Nat has your head resting in her lap and Tony has your hand in his. They all look worried as they stare down at you. You hear gasped as Steve and Bucky walk in.
Questions are being thrown at you, too fast for you to comprehend. You instinctively put your hands on your ears, feeling overwhelmed. They all quiet down upon seeing this. Tony is the one to ask the questions from then on.
“Hey, it's ok. We're sorry, didn't mean to overwhelm ya like that. Can ya sit up?”
You nodded, feeling embarrassed now. Tony nodded and Nat helped you sit up, allowing you to lean against her.
“Ok, drink some water, you're ok,” Tony hands you the water that Bruce had brought over as Bruce is wiping your face with the cold damp cloth.
“Ya feeling better?”
“Ya, I'm fine.”
“Have you been taking your meds, kid?”Tony doesn't hold back, knowing what it looks like when you don't take the meds that have been helping you produce what your body needs.
You sheepishly look down at your hands that are fidgeting in your lap. You inhale sharply before shaking your head no.
They all sigh, Natasha being the one to talk this time, “Why haven't you been taking your meds, Hun?”
“I-I just don't want to… I don't like the feeling.”
They looked at each other, wondering what to say. As they look at each other, you go to stand up, but they make sure that you don't get up.
“Sit down now and rest,” Bucky's voice comes from behind you, his hands still on your shoulders.
“I'm sorry…” Your voice comes out in a whisper.
“You're forgiven kiddo, but ya gotta start taking your meds again.” Steve comes over and sits on the other side of you as he speaks.
“I know.”
“How bout I take my medication with ya? God knows that I haven't been taking it as much as I should be,” Tony chuckles as he tries to negotiate with you.
You didn't know if it would actually help you but you were open to the idea.
“Good, drink some more water. Now what do you want to watch? Hm? TV's all yours,” Tony stood up, giving you the TV remote as everyone decided to sit down on the couch.
You picked your comfort movie as you snuggled up with Steve and Nat. Tony had gotten you some actual food, and by the time the movie was over, you had drank all the water, ate all the food, fell asleep, and almost everyone else had fallen asleep as well. You felt safe with the people that cared about you all around you. You knew that this would be a journey, but you also knew that you weren't alone.
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Exploring Explosions ~
Bucky x reader.
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky, but along the journey to recovery, he fines something else he wants more than life.
: ⚠️ Warnings mentions medical stuff and blood and cuts all that stuff ⚠️ :
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Your sitting on the jet reading over the mission reports making sure you haven't missed anything while some of the avengers get ready. You risk assessed your heart out, as the head medic for shield but mostly for the avengers it's your job to act like a mama bear.
You hear heavy boots making their way to you at the back and slightly look up to see captain America, bucky barnes and Sharon infront of you, giving cap a slight head nod you start going over safety rules and precautions. You strap in as the door slowly opens, repeating the most important rules which Sharon doesn't get it as she jumps.
You watch the two men leap out of the aircraft before the door slowly starts to close, when fully closed you unstrap, walking to the cockpit to moan to Nat about anything and everything.
"Did you see the way she look at bucky but when Steve entered?" Nat asked while trying to land the jet somewhere close but not to close.
"Nah what? Damn I need to stop working as much" you giggled, you definitely saw what Nat saw.
You shovel peanuts into your mouth and get up to go to the small medical room on board "imma go set up shop once you land.. it's ex hydra and Sharon remember last time" you rolled your eyes at the statement which just left your lips. This wasn't a big raid just a 'get in get out' kinda raid, but still gotta prepare.
You were filing your nails and talking to Nat while sitting on the back ramp when you see this mushroom cloud and a massive explosion coming from the seemingly abandoned hydra base, tou and Nat stared at each order wondering if that was meant to happen if so, why is it this early. Nat started running towards the base as you clear the bay and get a bed incase, once back at the back door you see bucky being dragged in by Steve and Nat, they swing him on the bed and you rush him into the medical room locking the door, before Sharon who wasn't helping at all strolled in.
He had this rush like flush all over his gave and neck, you take his blood and out it into a machine before setting him up on a drop for blood as he's lost alot, using scissors you cut his shirt revealing gashs, cuts and scraps you start to work on. Before you started the second biggest gash the machine beep and started printing the results, as buckys a super solider his body would continue to heal. Look at the results you take a photo and send it to Tony and Bruce because you can't look at it for long.
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You feel the jet hit the floor with most buckys wounds stitched and sew up, you can hear your team on nurses and Tony scamper up the lowering ramp to quietly knock on your door, unlocking opening and pushing bucky out in a few swift movement you start ordering MRIs and CAT scans on him ASAP while slightly looking over to see your 3 team mates in a corner not being able to interact with any of it.
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Buckys still hasn't woken up yet after all his tests, and you're just waiting on 1 final result before being able to tell the team the news...
This is just a sneak peak...
Exploring Explosions ~
Bucky x reader
: ⚠️ warnings mentions of Sharon, coma, memory loss, and brain stuff ⚠️ :
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky while on the journey to recover, he fines something he wants more than life itself.
(I know I used this before, but look at him)
(And ik these and short and kinda move fast but other wise imma dragggg this out and ain't noone wants that! 😭)
Part 1
Your heals clicked and clacked as you make your way to the living room, as you entered the room Steve stood up and gave you a look of concern look then sat down when he didn't see any distress on your face. You sat in the armchair, looking at your papers, biting your lip, making sure there was nothing else you could do at this moment.
"Good news first.. bucky should make a full recovery and there's no long term damage, the rush surrounding his face will die done duo to the super serum and cream we can provide him-" you were about to get to the not so good news when a irritated voice pipes up from the back. Sharon. "Can you get on with it, like we get it you 'saved him' just tell me what's wrong with him" She states as everyone just stares at her in disbelief, you blink a few times before ignoring her statement completely.
"As I was saying, the issue is the substance sprayed in Mr Barnes' face - well, uhh - to put it simply, it would affect how and what the brain releases chemically. So far, his brain has produced more dopamine, and we have a fair guess that it could also produce more oxytocin at an alarming rate."
You got some nods of understanding, some blank faces, and some straight out confused about what's going on, you were about to explain more but you got a notification that you were needing back at medical. Excusing yourself you quickly left the room and made your way down the hall to the medical ward and started praying on the way that no one died, you cursed under your breath for being stylish and wearing your heels and not your crocs or boots.
You slip through the Automatic sliding doors and went to Barnes door scanning your card and finger, the door opened and you quickly went inside locking it behind you, confused as to why you were notified that his vitals changed drastically becuase they looked normal. Then it hit you, They shouldn't be this normal. You unhooked, then sleeping soldier and grabbed the front of his bed, pulling him to the door, unlocking it and dragging it out, yelling for help, and to get the MRI machine ready. Once he's in the machine and getting scanned, you whip out your phone to inform cap that his best friend might be a lot worse than thought to be.
Cap entered just when James was being moved from the room and was being put back. He looked for you and saw you at the desk looking puzzled by his results. Before you could even speak, he knew you would have some big words and to give it to him so simply that even thor would understand.
"The stuff he was sprayed with was so old that it took time kicking in, and now it has the body got so almost stressed it thought its best way to survive was to just go black." You said with a straight face, and Steve understood but also knew you left parts out you couldnt dumb down. "Steve.. if worse comes to worse, he could be in a coma for years.. and the best outcome is memory loss, " which hung in the air for quite some time before he just started nodding and walking around, pacing back and forth. He sat on the ground and just looked shocked and in denial.
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Exploring explosions ~
Bucky x reader *no use of Y/N*
Part 1 part 2 series
:⚠️warnings: use of russain throught google translate as your gurl aint russain, SHARON, 1 naughty word ⚠️:
【This is probably bad, but I've changed it already, so oops】
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky. On his journey to recovery, he fines something he wants more than life.
You've been by buckys bed like you promised steve almost 24/7, it's not so bad as you get to catch up on paper work you've been ignoring like the plague and its also helped you de-stress, somehow. The only issue is Sharon... FUCKING SHARON, she keeps trying to get in here but for what? She said because she misses him but everyone knows he didn't like her, but you were able to get her on a mission saying Nat still wasn't fit for the job due to explosion but since Sharon used to tell everyone she was better than her you volunteered her.
Your sitting at the your desk you moved into the room, you've been avoiding buckys paper work for the failed mission, but as Steve didn't see why the building explosioned it makes the report almost impossible. You scoff and throw the papers on your table and lean back in your chair. You rub your eyes with your finger and thum, groaning while doing so. You slowly looked up at the clock on the other wall, sighing you, looking over to James hospital bed. You were shocked to see him laying there, staring right back at you.
Grabbing your chart, you write down the time and all his vitals on the machine he's hooked up to, slowly pushing your chair closer. You analyse his features like his cheekbones, eyebrows, and his eyes.. you couldn't admit that you found bucky slightly - okay, maybe more than slightly attractive, but how could you not with that arm and his hair and those muscles... what? You think to yourself as you stare at him in disbelief that you caught yourself even thinking like that. You looked at him properly this time, and he just looked blank with a smidge on confused, barely noticeable. "Hello Barnes, im the head of medical.. can you tell me where you are?"
He doesn't reply, just hyper focused on you and nothing else, but then he slowly shakes his head, maybe to himself, but you think you saw it. "Barnes, do you know where you are?" You say more firmly, hoping you will get some sort of answer but just stares. Your mind is going blank on what to do. For a first in a while, you're stuck. You got an idea and slowly took out your phone, turning it on you sent a text to Steve asking if you could try the winter soldier way, doing this extra slowly so you didn't startle him. You just kinda stared at him, breaking into a soft smile once or twice, but his face was set in stone.
Your phone vibrating twice before you look at it, again slowly bringing it up and checking to see Steve's reaction giving you the go ahead, you didn't need his approval or didn't really care but you wanted to keep him in the loop, so you thought of a game play while he's secretly look round the room, here goes nothing. "солдат, ты знаешь, где ты?" You tried speaking with authority.
"меня поймали" he mumbled not look at you but the ground. You're not proud of this, but you took off your coat and showed him your collar bone with: SC-837-152 tattooed into your flesh. He looked up at you and straightened his back at the new knowledge, "это не база ГИДРЫ.. где я? почему ты на них работаешь.. " He scoffed at you slightly before he looked at the door as the door handle rattled and shook. You smiled as you just thought of a great way to welcome him.
"женщина не знает личного пространства, тебе нравится личное пространство, не так ли? самое лучшее, что она не знает русский язык." She snickered as you added the built-in restraints walking to the door. You saw him thrash around and try to get his arms out, but they were built for him. "они были созданы специально для вас, получайте удовольствие" you unlocked the door and opened in swiftly to see Sharon on her knees with a lock picking tool, "hes all your" you say walking away to get lunch, which is now upgraded from 39 mins to 2 hours, which were your normal lunch hours.
@unaxv @sapphirebarnes (just lemme know if yall want added (don't think the first one worked)
Exploring explosions ~
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Series
Summary - While on a mission, something happens to bucky. On his journey to recovery, he finds something he wants more than life.
:⚠️warnings: talk of unconscious people, talks of torture and violence ⚠️:
Bucky x reader (no use of Y/N)
(Idk if this makes sense.. it makes sense to meee)
You watch from the back of the room, as 4-6 shield agents continue their 'interaction' it was torture not only to look at, but probably also to go throught, it was disturbing to watch, so you got up trying to make a little scene as your chair loudly scraps along the floor and to pick up your books, looking up and seeing mostly everyone even a couple agents in the room with him staring at you, so you left to head to your room, you slept in the compound most nights even thought you had a apartment. You threw your books on your desk as you walk towards the large window covering the whole back wall.
You fell backwards on your bed and stared at the ceiling. You were in your own world and didn't realise your phone was blowing up, you came back to reality when you heard a frantic knock at your door, getting up you unlocked it and a red headed assassin barged through before slamming he door shut and using all your 4 locks making sure she used them all. She was leaning on the door with her ear to it, listening. She swallowed dramatically. "I'm never gonna make fun of you for all your locks again." She said while sounding out of breath. You tried to listen to what she was running.. from?
"I don't hear anything.. what's going on?" You whispered as she slowly made her way to your bed, sitting at the foot of it.
"He just appeared like right there and.." she tried speaking but also trying to catch her breath." I walked in, trying to remind them you left, so it's over, but.. he was out. They were all dead or unconscious in his.. room.. he was just watching them..." she looked at you like she wouldn't believe herself, but she saw it, so she had to.
"And you ran here? To me, to the woman who hates, HATES violence, " you gave her a look on confusion. "OK, wasn't me best move, but I thought with your past.." she tried reasoning but gave up pretty quickly, you give a slow nod as you walked to your desk and relieved you grabbed some of the wrong papers. You turned your head, giving her a lovely smirk. "Guess what?" You choked out, but you were met with a defeated look. You just hum picking up the right papers and make piles before grabbing the wrong ones and heading towards the door with Nat praying behind you.
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You giggle as tried defending herself - "So you're one of the more deadly assassins the red room even made.. but you're scared when he looked at you, and you just ran, not knowing if he was also running.. Hahaha, cmon Nat, it's funny, " you giggled as you reached for your badge as the bay was on lockout. Before you could swipe it, you got a weird feeling when you realised you weren't afraid of the wintersolider and weren't scared when Nat almost took out the door and told you her lovely story. You were going to say something but didn't and just swiped your badge with a beep. You shrugged as it took a while for the door to open. As it slowly opened, you went to take a step inside, and you stopped looking around.
You saw the room a mess desks and tables tipped papers everywhere, glass shards covering the floor, what looks like ripped clothing scattered through out the room, without thinking or even looking you slowly slip your hand towards a big red button "you believe me now?" You hear the shake in nats' voices before hitting the panic button. The room starts spinning as what you think is classical music plays in your head, your own world turned into a record player, and you were the record.
@sapphirebarnes @cjand10 @unaxv @scott-loki-barnes
I’m gonna say this AGAIN!
Stop sending hate to actors! Sebastian Stan’s new film, I’m sure is great, STOP SHAMING HIS BODY! Actors aren’t pixels on a tv screen who are meant to stand in frame and look pretty, they’re real people with real feelings and emotions. Why do people think it’s even good to shame him? They quickly shame others but when someone shames you, you loose your shit? Grow up, every single person who is doing this! You all are toxic, no good pieces of shit! LEARN SOME RESPECT AND MANNERS! You’re all diluted, small minded little fuckers who have nothing better to do than to hate on a beautiful man for his body, what? Because your jealous you/someone else you know doesn’t look like that? He has struggled with Body Dysmorphia, I don’t get why people think it’s okay to do it, I’m sick of being in all of these toxic fandoms with a bunch of no good, lazy, stupid, uneducated people who only judge an actor or character by their looks and not their story. I don’t care if the 12 year olds who think they have a chance with Sebastian comment on this, LEAVE THE MAN ALONE ALL OF YALL ARE UNEDUCATED AND STUPID. THIS IS THE REASON FAMOUS PEOPLE END UP KILLING THEMSELVES! BECAUSE OF FANS WHO ARE DOING THIS! fuck off all of you, you’re all pathetic and weak.
My pookie bear did not kill anyone. (probably)
nothin' just two pretty siblings
i want them to do me
Y/n: *smiling like a idiot*
Steve: What’s up with Y/n?
Sam: They took a “Which Avenger is your sibling” quiz
Steve: And?
Sam: They got Peter.
The 10 highest-grossing movies in the world without re-releases (The Avengers 4, Avatar 1, Avatar 2, Star Wars 7, The Avengers 3, Spider-Man No Way Home, Titanic, Jurassic Park 4, The Lion King and The Avengers 1)
Scarlett Johansson. The 10th actress with the best legs ever in my opinion (behind Mayim Bialik, Kaley Cuoco, Melissa Rauch, Emma Watson, Kate Winslet, Jennifer Aniston, Jennifer Lawrence, Gal Gadot and Emma Stone)
I really wish I could touch her legs
magnetic mishap | bucky barnes
summary: you bought magnets for Bucky's arm, forgetting that vibranium is not magnetic
warnings: fluff, no use of y/n, gn!reader, drunk!reader, alcohol consumption, tears, bucky in love™ (if i missed any pls lmk!)
word count: 0.8k
A/N: i saw this post by @redwolf1123 and i couldn't help myself! this is my first ever bucky fic! i hope i did him justice :) English is not my first language, so I apologize for any grammar/ spelling mistakes. feedback is appreciated!
The living room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the floor lamp casting a warm ambiance. Bucky Barnes sat on the olive-colored couch, resting his head on the taupe throw pillows you'd fawned over at the flea market, obsessing over the embroidered leaves on the pillows, exclaiming how well they'd match with the couch you'd bought when you first moved in the apartment. That was a memory he was fond of. It was after your first year together- when you moved in together, deciding to look for apartments in Brooklyn.
His legs were propped up comfortably on the other end of the couch. A copy of The Hobbit you gifted him sat in his hands, his eyes flitting over each word, totally engrossed in the worn-out book with deckle edges and a spine that can barely hold up itself he'd read many times.
He looked up from his reading as muffled giggles and the clinking of keys sounded from outside, along with a few curse words as you tried to fit the keys into the lock. After a minute or so, the front door creaked open, and in you came, a stumbling, drunken mess. Bucky's heart skipped a beat at the sight of you, his heart constricting at the bright look on your face as your eyes zeroed in on him.
"Hi, baby!" You called out, your voice slightly slurred with the telltale signs of a fun night out with your friends.
Bucky closed his book, placed it on the coffee table, and waited for you to reach the couch, a smile spreading across his face. He loved these moments- when you returned home all giddy and carefree. You were a ray of sunshine, lighting up his dark, lonely world.
"Hey, doll," Bucky replied, his voice filled with affection, and adoration, as he watched you walk towards him. His eyes were twinkling with love as you finally reached him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, guiding you into his lap, and you immediately snuggled up, like it was second nature for you- which it was. "You had a good time tonight?"
You nodded enthusiastically, your head all but bopped up and down and swayed from side to side, your face flushed. "The best time! We danced, and- and we... oh! I have something for you!" You reached into your purse, retrieving a small package wrapped in colorful paper.
Bucky's curiosity was piqued as he took the package from you, carefully unwrapping it, and revealing a set of magnets. His eyes widened in surprise. "Magnets?"
You nodded again, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "For your arm!" Your words slurred slightly as you laughed, your intoxication making the idea seem absolutely brilliant.
You took out a heart-shaped magnet, trying to stick it on Bucky's arm, to no avail. It kept falling; you huffed, annoyed, and took out another magnet from the set, this time, one shaped like a rocket ship. Aggravation was quick to take the place of your excitement when it kept falling as well.
Bucky chuckled softly, his heart melting at your drunken enthusiasm. He glanced down at his vibranium arm, knowing that the magnets wouldn't stick, he felt kind of guilty having to break the news to you. "Doll, vibranium isn't magnetic."
Your smile faltered, and your brows furrowed in disappointment. Your intoxicated glee quickly transformed into genuine heartbreak, as tears welled up in your eyes. "I... I didn't think about that," you murmured, voice laced with sadness and disappointment.
Bucky's heart ached at the sight of your distress. He gently cupped your cheek, his thumb wiping away a tear that had escaped. "Hey, hey, it's alright," he whispered soothingly, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You didn't know. It's the thought that counts."
You sniffled, lower lip trembling. "But I wanted to your arm to look even cooler. Imagine how cool it would look with magnets, Buck."
Bucky's heart swelled with love and adoration. He had to bite his lip to keep himself from laughing at your antics. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, and you sighed at the feathery touch of his lips, seemingly content for the time being.
"I love you, Bucky," you whispered, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips, your eyes shimmering with affection.
"I love you more than words can express," Bucky confessed, his voice filled with sincerity.
At that moment, everything else faded away. Sat in Bucky's lap, wrapped in his arms, your love for one another radiating throughout the room.
"C'mon," Bucky ushered, "let's get you to bed, honey." His voice was gentle.
"Next time, I'm getting stickers," you mumbled to yourself, a very serious look on your face.
Bucky smiled blissfully, a blush adorning his face. As he held you, he knew that his love for you was unbreakable, even in the face of small disappointments. Your bond was stronger than any magnet could ever be.
i hope you liked it, pls let me know what you thought of this. likes, comments, and reblogs are highly appreciated♡
May I please have a Daredevil & Avengers fic where Tony's machinery make some loud ass noise as in HIGH FREQUENCY and no one else hears it except Daredevil it'd be funny
YOURE GOD DAMN RIGHT HE DOES
Marvel fanfic
If you like slightly cringy marvel fics, read this one that I wrote.
¯’*✲Marvel Masterlist✲*‘¯
Navegation ⋅ Main Masterlist
Fluff ♡
Angst ☁
:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Male
⠀⠀⠀→ Tony Stark
⠀⠀Don’t look. ♡
⠀⠀⠀→ Steve Rogers
⠀⠀Jeez, don’t die on me!
⠀⠀⠀→ Bucky Barnes
⠀⠀Are you wearing my shirt? ♡
⠀⠀⠀→ Peter Parker
⠀⠀⠀→ Thor Odison
⠀⠀⠀→ Loki Odison
⠀⠀⠀→ Sam Wilson
⠀⠀⠀→ Pietro Maximoff
:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Female
⠀⠀⠀→ Natasha Romanoff
⠀⠀⠀→ Wanda Maximoff