au where the government incarcerate bucky in a high security secret facility and the avengers just conspire and break him out and when a government official comes to stark tower and is like ‘hey give barnes back’ tony is just like ‘he’s not here’ and the dude is all ‘he is sat right there’ and tony just goes ‘nah thats my cousin sergei’ and the government can’t do anything bc technically bucky barnes has been dead for 70 years and every year the facility gets a christmas card from the tower signed steve, tony, clint, natasha, bruce, thor and ‘cousin sergei’ and the card is just a picture of bucky with reindeer antlers on
the day i see this and don’t reblog is the day i am buried 8 feet under
(A/N): Awww, Timid and shy Bucky gives me so much life
Request: Hi! May I request one where the reader is an Avenger and, while training, hears one of the new potential recruits badmothing Bucky, so she kicks his butt majorly going from calm to scary in a second. James is a cinnamon roll who should be protected!
Bucky had always been a bit more shy and timid since coming out of Cyrofreeze, which was understandable given everything he’d gone through. But with that timid and shyness came a level of pushover to be honest. Bucky was too shy and a tad too broken to take control of his life just yet, thus leaving everyone else to boss him around and make demands of him. The poor guy was a walking doormat and no matter how much you tried to help it never seemed to work. You knew this shy Bucky was going to end poorly, he was too nice, too quiet, too timid for his own good, and you just knew it was going to get him in trouble.
Bucky was the only person who trusted you, which is most likely why he spent ever given moment by your side. The two of you trained together, ate together, slept together, you were the closest two human beings could be and that’s why you were so apprehensive about letting Bucky train today without you by his side. Fury had instructed him to help train the new recruits, claiming it would help him with his rusty social skills but you knew Bucky better than that and having to socialize with some unknown kids was not going to help him.
“Bucky I can train them for you-”
“(Y/N),” Bucky stated as he gently cupped each of your cheeks in his hands, staring at you with softly shining blue eyes. “It’s gonna be fine, it’s just a few kids, nothing I can’t handle,” You sigh as Bucky leans forward, pressing his lips against your forehead in a semi comforting kiss.
“They’re not kids,” You grumble as you glare at the ground, “They’re worse than that,”
“Oh come on,” Bucky smiled at you, his smile lighting up the room, making it a thousand times brighter, “Teenagers can’t be that bad, at least not as bad as Stevie was,” To this you chuckle, your spirits only slightly higher.
“Well,” You sigh, already eyeing the new recruits entering the room. “Guess we’ll have to wait and see,”
You lingered around the gym the entire training, and you were glad that you did. There was no way in hell you were going to let poor shy Bucky try to train these kids alone, not with how disrespectful some of the recruits had proven to be. So instead of leaving him to his work as Fury had so directed you had lingered behind, walking around the gym as you carefully listened to what Bucky and the recruits were saying.
It had been going rather well, the recruits seemed fine, Bucky was doing an excellent job at teaching but it went way down hill when one of the recruits decided to get smart with Bucky.
“You’re an Avenger right?” He asked, folding his arms over his chest as he surveyed Bucky. Bucky eyed him suspiciously before nodding, muttering a ‘yeah’ as he does so. “Don’t they do background checks on you guys?” To this Bucky shook his head, his expression that of the utmost confusion. “That’s a shame, considering how many people you’ve killed, how many lives you’ve destroyed,” At this Bucky’s face falls, a look of pure and unadulterated sadness and depression taking over.
You could see all the hard work the two of you had accomplished slowly dwindling down the drain at this trainees words and you were having none of that. With an almost animalistic growl you stomp up to the trainees, grabbing the smart ass one by the back of his suit and dragging him away from the now quivering Bucky.
“What the fuck did you say to him?” You growl into his ear, dark and intimidating. The man claws at your grip, demanding you let go of him but your grip remained stead fast upon him. “I asked you a goddamn question,” You growl once again, shaking the boy lightly. “What the fuck did you say to him?”
“N-nothing! I said nothing!”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Y-Yes! I promise!”
“(Y/N),” Bucky whispers, not knowing what to do about the scene unfolding before him. “Stop,”
“Bucky, this little asshole,”
“Please?” He asks timidly, knowing that you can’t resist his sweet pleading tone and damn near heart melting puppy dog eyes. With a sigh you hang your head, already knowing that Bucky was going to win this little fight. You give him a look before turning back to the trainee, gripping him a bit tighter as you growl out one more thing.
“If I ever hear you talking like that to Bucky again I will personally rip off your dick and shove it down your throat do you understand me?” The trainee nods, whimpering as you harshly shove him forward, leaving his knees to buckle as he nearly fell over. “Training’s over for now you ass, get out of here,” You shoo him away with a threatening glare before turning back to Bucky who was still quivering on the spot as though he were freezing in the more than hot room.
“Buck, I’m so sorry-” You’re cut off when Bucky surges forward, wrapping his arms around your waist in a tight, nearly breath taking hug. His scruffy faces finds its home in your neck and you can’t help but hug him back, keeping him as close to your body as you physically could. “Don’t listen to that kid, he’s just that, a stupid kid,” Bucky whimpers softly and it damn near breaks your heart to have to hear him sound so broken. “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about, okay?”
“He was right,” Bucky whimpers, “He was completely right, I’ve murdered so many people, messed up so many lives,”
“Bucky, it wasn’t your fault-”
“It was my hands (Y/N), it was my body, my weapon-”
“It was your orders, it wasn’t you,” You sigh softly, pulling back just enough to cup Bucky’s cheeks in your hands, just as he had done only a few hours prior. “Bucky, we acknowledge that what happened during those 70 years was horrible but no matter how hard you try to convince us we aren’t going to believe that it was you, okay?” Bucky sighs softly, attempting to hang his head but your hands stopped him from doing so. “Please don’t let that little dickhead ruin all your hard work,” You whisper, gently running a thumb along his cheekbones, smiling softly when Bucky cracked a faint smile of his own.
“I will admit seeing you get all angry is rather sexy,” You chuckle softly, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away, much to Bucky’s dismay.
“That’s the Bucky I know,” You smile as Bucky’s smile grows a bit, little laugh lines starting to become apparent once again.
“You do realize that Fury’s gonna kick your ass when he finds out what you said,” You only continue to smile, almost nodding proudly to yourself.
“Well, what is he gonna do about it?” You ask, “Try to get me to stop sitting in on training sessions with you?”
When he first comes to stay with The Avengers, he’s a little nervous about hanging around.
You end up watching movies with him quite a bit. It’s easy to explain what’s happened in the world through them.
It wasn’t until one of the movies, when he ends up nudging, and lies on your shoulder.
He dosen’t know what to do, but you relax into him, and it happens from that.
You become cuddle buddies and everybody knows it.
Whenever one of you have a bad day, it’s cuddles for ages.
He likes protecting you in cuddles, so you lie on his chest and listen to his breathing.
‘Buck, you’re all warm and comfy.’
He loves it so much when you can lie and cuddle together.
The one time when he came to your room in the middle of the night after a nightmare. You invited him into your room and cuddled for the rest of the night.
He always sleeps better in your arms. Or when you’re close to him.
Steve got confused when he didn’t see Bucky in his room, and when he saw you both together, he just had a little smile as he shut the door.
You start wearing his hoodies around the complex because they smell like him and they’re warm and cuddly.
Whenever he see’s you, his arms wrap around you, and he murmurs ‘Cuddles.’
He is a complete fluffy bean. He might be an assassin but he is so fucking cuddly.
Whenever The Avengers see you cuddles together, they know not to disturb you.
Cuddle time is for Y/N and Bucky.
Clint was the first to pick up on this, and begins to warn everybody of disturbing them.
He loves loves loves playing with your hair whilst your sleeping. It comforts him.
Gruff daddy Logan who is secretly a softie! Cuts stray fibers with his claws. Opens snacks with his teeth and methodically twirls an adamantium tip in a juice box hole because if he just jams it in there it’s going to explode.
He knows. He’s learned
Wade showing up at Xavier’s with, like, six kids street kids because ‘he found one’ and then ‘they made friends’ and ‘it’s wrong to separate them’
Kurt seeing himself in a devout child who curls up in the pews on a cold, lonely night. Or worse, sees them nabbing a few coins/bills from the collection plate and decides to give them something to eat instead of scaring them off or lecturing them.
He grew up around circus kids. He can take care of them! It’s like second nature!
Steve has unofficially adopted AT LEAST TEN KIDS before he went under the ice. These little scamps somehow always found a way into his shows and were the proudest fans he had (often times walking a long way). He remembers being a scrawny kid from Brooklyn that had to put newspapers in his shoes on cold days and just can’t turn his back on them!
That’s not the way Captain America does things!
He gets people to find their closest living relative (if any) and sets up savings bonds for them. Always carries snacks because someone’s going to need one. Peggy helps him carry around random bundles of clothes to give away.
When he wakes up from the ice and finally gets Buck back? These guys are supportive parent dream team #1! Bucky’s the frank one that tells the truth about the world. Steve attempts to sugarcoat it while indicating Bucky’s right and yes, the world sucks sometimes. Bucky shows the kids that you can’t judge someone for how they look (he looks ‘bad’ but is no longer ‘bad’) and shouldn’t assume that what you hear is right because you don’t know the whole story.
Steve is very encouraging. “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s how he fights.”
Stark doesn’t stop at one kid. He has the money to save so many. He doesn’t want kids to feel the emptiness he felt when his parents died. He doesn’t want to see society kill the light in their eyes.
Their hopes. Their dreams.
Stark tends to get attached to the underdogs. The kids who aren’t afraid to tell him to fuck off or outrun him. These kids have ingenuity and fight.
Smarts.
They’ll make it and he wants to help them. He knows they’re putting on a face and he’s ready to be there when they break down.
Soon it becomes a thing, and Stark Tower is like a revolving door for kids.
Especially with the Avengers.
Thor brings little Asgardians down to play and learn about Earth culture. Sometimes Sif or The Warriors Three will join him to tell stories and prove that they are, in fact, real.
Bruce Banner shows up on day, bashful, and says ‘This is Paoloma’. It’s some scrawny, rubble-dusty little girl he found halfway across the world when someone tried to jump him and he Hulked out. She toddled out, not knowing any better, and calmed him down. Hulk got attached to the tiny thing and, well, here he is…
And Clint? Clint’s the worst!
He wants to give all the children a home. When he and Nat go on missions and there’s a kid involved, they usually put them to sleep and drop them off at a relative’s house but more than once Barton has almost bailed and kept the kid with him.
Only Nat and Fury know.
Fury is just aggravated because now it’s like dealing with fifteen Tonys when he visits and some little girl with braids and a bean-filled Mjolnir just tried to hit him in the dick.
(Woooo more fluffy prompts! Aaawww Bucky :3 Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)
-Him opening himself to you and just being able to let you know how he feels as he understands that you wouldn’t judge him for his past
-Him usually smirking when he would get a kiss on the cheek or lips from you when you’re both home alone but instantly getting shy when it is in public
-Him being glad to have you hold him so close whenever he would be in pain whether it be physically or emotionally, only to tell you about it later on
-Him being embarrassed about his metal arm whenever you would both get intimate, making you reassure him that you love him just as he is
-Him reaching to hold your hand whenever he needs to feel you so close to him and you gladly letting him
-Him protecting you from anyone who tries to hurt you and having no mercy when you would happen to have gotten hurt
-Him feeling so relaxed and comfortable when you would stroke his hair as he would lay on your lap, making him do so often whenever you both spend the day home doing nothing much
-Steve being happy for him to have found you and just thanking you for loving Bucky so much
-Him being able to be playful and pretending to be jealous to see Steve around you as he would make comments about it, making you all laugh
-Him wanting to give you whatever you want when it comes to sex and just making you fall in love with him
-Him trying his best to be romantic and surprising you with little gifts on random occasions
-Him telling you that he loves you with all his heart as you would take care of him from his injuries
Concept: Some jackass shows Bucky how to make a blog and it becomes really popular. Not because it’s the blog of James Buchanan Barnes, American Legend, War Hero, Infamous Assassin, Alleged Terrorist. Nobody even knows it’s his blog. It gets really popular because people think it’s a really great shitpost generator or something. Because Bucky is just a Weird Fucking Person and everything he posts on his fucking personal blog comes off as somewhere between dril and Jaden Smith and people are like “this is some quality garbage right here” and thus Accidental Memelord Bucky is born.
Bucky posts things like
“What is wrong with bananas. I ate a banana today and it was Wrong. America why”
“Every time I put on my eye makeup it gets bigger. My whole face is eyeliner now.”
“Why does friendship feel so much like punching”
“When I wake up in the middle of the night I am either thinking ‘who am I? does my life have meaning?’ or “did I already eat all of the plums?’”
“Why are you so grumpy” they ask me. they do not realize this is just my Face.”
“I know i said i would give my left arm for a cup of coffee but i am more awake now and i would like my arm back please”
“I guess I must have done something horrible in a past life. I mean. I definitely did something horrible in this life, so. “
OMG I LOVEEEE
YEEESSSSSSS!
“Guy in front of me won’t move his car seat up. I think that might still be upset about all those times I tried to kill him.”
“Got lectured by a guy who had been complaining about how things were Back In The Day. I don’t understand why he got upset. I too lived through the Great Depression and was drafted for the War.”
“The economy in this century sucks. Who exactly though another Stock Market crash was a good idea?”
“Apparently, it was Rude™ of me to pitch in my two cents on a conversation I happened to overhear, despite agreeing with them. On an unrelated note, I am no longer allowed in the ceiling vents.”
“‘If you don’t behave we’ll send (mutual) after you.’ Jokes on them. I’m the one who trained them to be an assassin in the first place.”
“Tried to buy a Chicken Dinner candy bar at the supermarket today. Turns out they were discontinued 54 years ago. Super bummed.”
“Wait. People were on the moon?! We got into space? There is a way off of this rock?! Why am I only just hearing about this?!”
“’Have you been living under a rock the past 50 years?’ No I was cryogenically frozen for 70. I don’t appreciate your tone young man.”
“My friend likes convincing people that I’m the Reckless one in our friendship. As if he won’t find an alley behind a bar to pick a fight in if I take my eyes off him for two seconds.”
Summary: The reader can play with minds and memories. She gets hired by Tony Stark to restore a certain super soldier’s memories.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 2,433
Warnings: None.
A/N: This one came to after a bout of insp. within 1 hour. Tell me what yall think pls!
You had always looked at your accident as more of a curse than a gift.
The current that went through your body had caused major permanent changes, and suddenly you heard voices, so many and all at once. It took only minutes to figure out you were hearing people’s thoughts, and the revelation had shocked you to your core.
For the next two months, you had worked on trying to manage your….. situation. Overtime, you learned that not only could you read thoughts, you could manipulate them as well. It had taken a lot of willpower that you didn’t even know you possessed, to build up a wall that separated your mind from everyone else’s. You kept everything happening to you on the down low. You were too afraid of what would happen if anyone found out. You had no doubt that if the wrong people got to you, they would use you for unimaginable things.
So when Tony Stark had showed up at your apartment door, you nearly had a heart attack. He hadn’t even started speaking before you knew what he was there for. Self defence kicked in, and before you knew it, you had scanned his brain for what he wanted.
Request: For the drabble challenge, could you do #6 with Bucky
Warnings: None!
A/N: Hope you enjoy!
Summary: During a thunderstorm, Bucky finds himself on your doorstep.
The rain poured against the roof, causing your eyes to flutter open. Gazing up at the ceiling, you heaved out a sigh, the rolling of thunder accompanying the storm.
Checking the time on your phone, it jumped out at you.
2:30 A.M.
Groaning, you hated when sleet deserted you. You were at peace, all wounded inside the covers and cold mattress. You settled on staying where you were until the doorbell rang, harsh knocks coming seconds later.
Arching your brow, you hastily threw the covers off yourself and planted your feet against the floor. The rain only seemed to come down harder as you walked through the hall and to your front door.
With the porch light on, you could only make out the brisk image of a man. With your heart racing inside of your chest, you ran a hand through your air before opening the door.
“Do you have any idea what time,-“ You gazed up to see the man’s blue eyes casted into yours. “Bucky?” You registered, noticing the bruises on his face.
“I need a place to stay.” He said abruptly, coughing in the process. “Can I please stay with you?” He breathed out.
Stepping aside, you grabbed a hold of his hand and jerked him inside, quickly shutting the door. Turning on the light, the room was illuminated. To your own set of eyes, Becky’s hair was drenched, his attire torn.
“What on earth happened to you?!” You exclaimed, immediately rushing to the back of the house to retrieve towels. When you returned, Bucky was already undoing his shoes and tossing them aside.
“I got into a scuffle?” He kept his eyes glued to the floor, not meeting your gaze. Throwing the towel over his head, you rubbed his hair, earning a groan from him. He finally met your eyes. You noticed the tiresome look, his complexion awfully pale.
Carefully grazing your fingers across his forehead, he flinched at your touch. “I need to get the first aid.” You announced, making your way back to the house. This time when you returned, Bucky had slipped off his shirt, only to expose his toned frame and metal arm.
“A scuffle you say?” You thought back to his explanation. “You look like a wreck.”
Bucky laughed. “Thanks for rubbing it in, doll.” He heaved. You opened the first aid and grabbed the alcohol swabs. Gently dabbing at the gash above his eye, he flinched, but remained still for you.
“You’re fine with me staying though, right?” He peered up at you reassuringly. You quickly nodded your head, not wasting a single moment of precious time. You and Bucky were close, closer than anyone truly knew.
He kept some of your darkest secrets, while he told you all about his encounter with Hydra.
“Bucky, my house is always opened to you,” You sighed. “Because someone has to be here to take care of you when you’re bruised and battered.” You chuckled softly, earning a small smirk from him.
You glanced over the rest of his body, still seeing that his pants were soaked. “I think I have something of yours here,” You informed him, placing a small bandage across his cut. You went into the spare bedroom where Bucky usually stayed if he was with you. Grabbing a pair of sweats, you returned and tossed them at him.
“Change. You’ll get sick.”
Bucky scoffed. “I don’t get sick.”
“Just do it.” You retorted, not in the mood for arguing with him.
You exited the room and returned moments later to find him dressed. He sat back on the couch, his hair beginning to dry.
“Thank you,” He exhaled. You looked over at him.
“What for?” You raised your eyebrow.
“For being my best friend. Who else would’ve taken me in?”
You thought for a moment.
“Steve,”
Bucky rolled his eyes.
“But you’d rather have my assistance.” You nudged his shoulder playfully.
Bucky nodded.
“As always,” He sighed heavily, resting his head on the back of the sofa.
Request: “Helloo again 🙂 I hope it’s okay that I request something again 🙂 . You’re Wanda’s best friend and she invites you over to the Avengers compound for the first time. So as you get there you’re immediately lost but a lovely guy finds you and helps you find your way. Bucky. Since then you visit her more often and after a while you’re friends with all Avengers so Wanda, Natasha and Steve decide you bring you and Buck together cause they see how you act with each other and it works ? 🙂 THX<3″
Warning: Flufffff
A/N: Requested by @tieddown-withbattleshipchains, Hope you enjoy, sweetie! sorry for taking so long! I’m trying to get through these requests, I promise the next parts to “I’ll Wait” and “Say It” will be out soon! <3. Much love to you all! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated!
If you were to say so yourself, you were quite good at a lot of things. You had passed the most of your schooling years with ease; your favorite sport was also practiced with ease and most important of all, your life really wasn’t that complicated.
Walking around in the big compound, however, reminded you how horrible you were at finding your way around new places. To be fair, the compound was huge and basically a labyrinth in itself, and you inwardly cursed yourself for not having told Wanda to come pick you up by the door.
Muttering under your breath, you rounded yet another hallway. Walking slowly trying to look to the sides to determine just where the damn living room could be. How long you had been walking around, you had no idea about. Sighing deeply you came to a stop and looked out of the hallway window, the view was pretty amazing, but again, it was the Avengers compound, of course, everything would be amazing. Turning to look around again, you were pretty sure you wouldn’t even be able to find the main entrance to tell Wanda where you were. Your shoulders fell, and you were about a second from beginning to groan in frustration.
“You seem to be looking a little lost, can I offer my help?”
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