Freaks

Spoilers for Stange New Worlds S02E01

I'm just wondering about Pike's reaction when someone told him what happend. You basically take 3 day's off to do some important shit and your crew steals your ship, (tbh he is probably not surprised about it) your first officer almost starts a war with Klingons (this seems to be a family trait for them), gets drunk, hires new chief science officer and hangover calls Admiral April in the meantime two of your subordinates who are essential personel take some green drug juice and almost freeze to death in space escaping Klingons and it's only on day one. I haven't written fanfiction since High school especially in English because it's not my first language but for this I may try 😅

The First Avenger (2011) + The Winter Soldier (2014) // Civil War (2016)

Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan during the ‘Captain America: The Winter Soldier’ and ‘Captain America: Civil War’ film photocalls on 2014 and 2016.

You could hear his crying as you passed his room. Another nightmare. Both Steve and Tony had told you to keep your distance, that it was best to leave him whenever he had his nightmares.

You hated it.

Bucky raised his voice again, causing you to tense and almost tremble. Inside you were having a constant battle, deciding whether to ignore your friends and disregard your safety or to ignore the screams of pain, yet again.

“…No! Stop… Please…” You closed your eyes briefly, ignoring the warnings that had been sent your way so many times. Using your pyrokinesis, you quickly melted the lock, opening the door a crack. Bucky was huddled on the bed, as he shook back and forth. He was audibly crying out, still locked in the dream. His shirtless body was covered in sweat and his breathing was heavy and ragged.

A few seconds passed as you stood frozen in the doorway, undecided about whether to enter the room or not. Slowly you approached him, halting a few feet from his bed. “…Bucky?”

His eyes shot open, the tortured cries lapsing into an unverving silence. The man didn’t move as you sat beside him, trying not to look too sympathetic. “Another one?”

Bucky lifted his head and looked over to you, the answer residing in his eyes. Yes. He leant into you suddenly, shuddering brokenly which was something that made your heart stop. Murmuring assurances, you combed your fingers through his hair pulling him against you.

His arms snaked round your waist as he buried his face in your shirt, trying to hide himself from whatever terrors haunted him. You wondered what dream he had this time, and as you went to examine him you saw him looking back at you. Seeming more broken that ever.

“Why are you here?” His voice hoarse as he broke the silence that had fallen around the room.

“Because you need someone,” You shrugged, leaning back so you could see him better in the dark room. His metal arm was reflecting in the light, and reminded you all too much of the first meeting you had with the Winter Soldier.

He looked away from you. “…You’re not scared of me?”

“Why would I be scared of you?” You glanced linking your fingers with his in a gentle grip.

“Everyone else is,”

“Well everyone else are idiots,” You commented, “You’re not someone to be scared of. I trust you,” He stared, with wide eyes, at you as if he never expected those words to be aimed at him after all that he’d done.

Bucky stared at your interlocked hands, refusing to meet your eyes, “Why do you trust me, of all people?”

“I know the real you,” You smiled gently.

After a few moments you shifted your body, resting your head on his chest, the beat of his heart echoing in the silence. At first you felt him tense, but slowly he unclenched, resting his head back on the bed.

Relaxing into his body, you glanced up at his now peaceful features. His eyes fluttered closed, a hand falling onto your waist and tugging you into him.

The two of you fell asleep quickly, the only noise being your gentle breathing. You wished you could say that the morning was as peaceful, but you were awoken to Tony shouting about how you had melted yet another door in Stark Tower.

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Colors [Bucky Barnes x Reader]

Word count: 740

Warnings: Angst

Storyline: Imagine based on the song by Halsey ‘Colors’.

Request: Hey! Can I have a Bucky songfic for Colors by Halsey? Sorry, I know you’ve been getting a lot of songfics lately, but I feel like it’s going to be really cool. Love you, by the way!

Author’s note: I’ve been obsessed with this song for a while now but I actually didn’t know the real meaning behind the song, And apparently, this song is about The 1975′s frontman Matty Healy. It has a bittersweet meaning. I thought that the real meaning didn’t adapt to well to Bucky so I did my own thing. I don’t think the fic follows the song in a matter of meaning but I think it follows the rhythm of the song. I have to say it’s a weird fic so, bear with me.

Masterlist / To Do List

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so. You said your mother only smiled on her TV show. You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope, I hope you make it to the day you’re 28 years old

I observed him as the nurses and Steve tried to calm him down. After the nightmare he had, Bucky had woken up without knowing who he really was and thinking that he was still the Winter Soldier, the monster who was controlled by HYDRA.

Steve tried to talk some sense into him but Bucky wasn’t listening. Even though he had never said it out loud, Steve loved Bucky was a brother. His actions made it clear and he thought that materialize those words wasn’t going to change anything. Perhaps he was right but a part of me liked to think that maybe, just maybe, if Steve said it out loud, Bucky would come back. I had tried and he didn’t come back. Maybe Steve was the one who could bring him back.

One of the nurse managed to put a tract on his arm and, seconds later, Bucky collapsed on bed, completely drugged and, finally, in peace.

You’re dripping like a saturated sunlight. You’re spilling like an overflowing sink. You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece and now I’m tearing through the pages and the ink

Although Steve made me promise him I wouldn’t enter the room, as soon as he left, I went inside, walked towards the bed and took the human hand into mine. “Hello Bucky,” I murmured.

Bucky smiled but I knew he wasn’t smiling to me or for me. As much as it hurt me, Bucky was drugged. It was the only way we had to control him. We could also put him in a cryogenic state but Steve didn’t want and I was glad about it because I didn’t want it either. I loved that Bucky was there with us, even if he wasn’t really him.

Despite all of that, I still loved him. Maybe he wasn’t my Bucky, but he had the look of the man I had fallen in love with. And I knew that if someday he regained consciousness, he would regret everything he had done while being controlled by HYDRA.

Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans and now I’m covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams. And it’s blue

I knew I was dreaming as soon as I saw Bucky appear in that music festival. But I didn’t care, it was the only moment I could be happy with him. I welcomed him with one of my best smiles and soon his arms were wrapped around my body and swayed me to the beat of music.

I lifted my head to look at him and I smiled when I saw his blue eyes staring at me with the intensity that characterized him. I raised one of my hands and I placed it on his face. I caressed it with tenderness and soon, his hands cupped my face and he kissed me. He kissed at me as if was going to be our last kiss. With passion, lust, despair.

Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams and now he’s so devoid of color he don’t know what it means

Suddenly, his lips stopped moving and he dropped his hands. His eyes looked at me as if I was a complete stranger.

“No, not again,” I said in a gasp. “Bucky, it’s me. Y/N.”

You were a vision in the morning when the lights came through. I know I’ve only feel religion when I’m lying with you. You said you’ll never be forgiven ‘til your boys are too and I’m still waking every morning but it’s not with you

My eyes opened when I heard a loud noise. I got up of bed and I left my bedroom, founding a trail of bodies. “Bucky,” I mumbled as I started to run. I run. I run as much as I could before it was too late.

I bumped against his chest but before I could fall, he grabbed me by the arm.

You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you

His eyes looked at me and I wanted him to recognize me. But he pushed me away and kept walking.

Compromises || Peter Parker x Reader

A\N:  Sorry for the wait! But here you go! Parkeeeer! I hope you guys like it :)

Prompt No.18: “You are my everything and I would never trade it for the world.”

Prompt No.24: “Can you just stay here with me for a little while?”

Request: “can you do 18 & 24 with peter parker please?”

You were sitting cross legged on your bed fidgeting with your phone, unlocking and locking it after every few seconds in hopes of receiving a text or call from Peter. You hadn’t seen him in weeks due to his missions with the Avengers as Spider-Man.  You had tried to visit his apartment but you had only met Aunt May who would tell you that Peter was on an educational trip with Tony Stark. At least Aunt May was spared of the worry for Peter. Above that you hadn’t received any texts or calls from him in this time period.

“This is Peter. Leave a message after the beep.”

“God dammit Peter,” you said in frustration as the call went straight to voicemail.

You threw your phone on the other side of the bed and rested your head in your palms. This was getting ridiculous. You couldn’t keep this up anymore. For all you know, Peter could be dead or seriously injured and you really deserved to know.

Sharp taps on your window pulled you out of your thoughts and you looked bewildered in the direction of your window. You slowly got out of your bed and walked cautiously towards the window. Your lips parted in surprise as you saw Peter standing on the other side looking very tired. You quickly unlatched the window and took a few steps back. Peter let himself in and landed softly on his feet.

You had thought that if Peter were to appear before you, you would rush into his arms. You would bury your face in his chest and breath him in. You would go on and on about asking him if he was alright? Had something happened?  How was he doing? You had thought that you would lock your arms around him and never let go.

But here he was, standing infront of you and you wanted to do none of that. You didn’t feel happy to see him. Relieved, of course but not happy. There was anger bubbling in the pit of your stomach and you just had to let it out.

“Where the hell have you been Peter!?” you hissed surprising yourself and him, with the newly found rage. “You leave for weeks!  I don’t get a text or a call from you!? I get it your busy being Spider-Man but it sure as hell wouldn’t hurt to check up on your worrying girlfriend and tell her that you are alright! That you’re not dead! I mean is that too much to ask from you!?”

Peter bent his head and looked fixatedly at your feet. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry [Y\N].”

Hearing him say your name sent a chill down your spine and all of your anger was replaced by sadness. “Well sorry won’t cover it. And I can’t live like this Peter I just can’t.”

Peter looked up at you as your voice broke and he immediately rushed forward wrapping you in his arms. This warmth felt very familiar and brought back memories of you and him together. First date in the park. Cuddling up to him during the Harry Potter marathon. Being securely wrapped in his arms as he swung in the city as Spider-Man.

“I didn’t mean to bring you this pain [Y\N]. I never meant to be gone so long.”

You pushed yourself away from him and took a few steps back from him. You wrapped your arms around your shoulders and tried to blink away the tears. “Look Peter, I get it. Spider-Man means so much to you and I would never ever ask you to give up the mask for me. But you have to give me some time otherwise this-” you gestured to yourself and Peter “-can’t work. Do you really want to trade me for violence and bruises every single day?”

Peter widened his eyes in surprise and he closed the distance between the two of you. He placed his hands on your shoulders and said in a very firm voice, “You are my everything and I would never trade it for the world. The day I do that will be a very sad sad day. I love you and I can’t just throw you out of my life like that.”

You gave him a week smile and put your head on his chest. “I love you too. But this can’t keep going on okay? We need to work on this. Us. Otherwise we’re both just….wasting our time.”

He sighed and put his chin on your head. “We’re not wasting our time. And we will make it work. You’re not getting of that easy.”

You stifled a laugh, “Dammit Parker. You never fail to make me laugh.”

He grinned at you, “That’s my specialty babe.”

“Peter?”

“Yeah?”

You looked up at him, “Can you just stay here with me for a while?”

He took your face in his hands and gave you a long kiss. “Anything for you.”

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~Charlie

You didn’t expect it, it just sort of happened. Your period was late for a whole month before you knew. Two pregnancy tests just confirmed it. You weren’t ready and you weren’t experienced but you sure were excited. A whole new world just opened up in front of you. You just needed to tell Bucky about it. You sat there in your room, alone…how were you going to tell him? You suddenly felt morning sickness kicked in and you felt like you will vomit. You took a deep breath trying to control yourself but it wasn’t working. You went to the bathroom trying to calm yourself down and luckily you didn’t vomit all over your clothes. You washed your face and looked at yourself in the mirror. You couldn’t believe it this was happening. It’s too early. The tears were now rolling down your cheeks. You haven’t realized Bucky had already come to the room.

“Hey (Y/N)?”

“Yeah?”

“You okay there doll?”

“Not really.”

“Can I come in?”

“Yeah.”

He opened the door and found you crying on the bathroom floor, head down between your knees, in your pajamas.

“What’s wrong?” He sat next to you.

“If I tell you will you stay?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because it’s too early.”

“Too early for what, doll?”

“For a kid.” You said. Bucky’s jaw dropped. “I’m pregnant James.”

“Wha-wha….what?”

“Yeah I know.” He immediately wrapped his hands around your small frame pulling you closer to him. You were a little shocked by his reaction.

“I will stay.” He whispered into your ear.

“What?”

“I will stay no matter what happens, okay? It’s early for us and it will be stressful but we can do it.”

“You really think so? I thought you will freak out and leave me.”

“I love you way too much to leave you (Y/N). Even if I wanted to everyone in the team would probably kick my ass for being a coward. Plus I have always wanted to be a dad.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. After Hydra I thought it was over for me…”

“Never say never…clearly.” You smiled.

“I love you doll.”

“I love you too.”

“Does anyone else know?” He asked.

“Just you.”

“Do you want to tell everyone at dinner?”

“Sure. I think only Wanda knows though.”

“How so?”

“She tends to sense when something is off.”You said resting your head on his metal arm. It was surprisingly comfortable and you were happy.

You never know what you have until it’s gone

@ xo-ivanna-xii requested:

Hi! Can you make something angst of Steve x Reader. Where the reader was falling in love secretly with Steve and suddenly Steve is proposing Sharon Carter in front of her? And since that she just ran away from everything and begin work as one of Fury spy and Steve starting worry about her after she missed for a year? Happy ending please!! And please tag me because I really like your story 💜💜

Words: 1.848

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Not enough angst, not enough fluff. Little swearing.

Author notes: As usual (Y/N) is your name, (Y/L/N) is your last name. I AM SO INCREDIBLY SORRY FOR NOT DOING THIS REQUEST BEFORE BUT I REALLY COULDN’T COME WITH ANYTHING!! @ilovebeingjoyful knows because I must have told her a hundred times haha! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this :)

You felt how your heart was ripped off your chest, just like in that Simpsons’ scene, when Laura takes out Bart’s heart and tosses it away in the trashcan. You tried to walk away but your legs were stiff and your mind was numb.   “… So, Sharon I am here on my knees to ask you a very important question… do you want to marry me?” Steve was on his knee, revealing a diamond ring to Sharon.   A loud crash interrupted the happy couple. The glass of water you had in your hand slipped from your fingers and hit the tiles in a matter of seconds. You jumped back when the water got to your bare feet. They both looked at you and you were finally out of your shocked state. Sharon and Steve ran to you to help you gather the shattered glass on the floor.   “FUCK!” You yelled “God I am so sorry guys, I didn’t see you were here” You hurried to apologize as you picked the wet bits of glass from the floor “Pease, don’t mind me” “You’ll hurt yourself (Y/N)” Sharon said in a motherly manner, helping you pick up the pieces “Go put on a pair of shoes” “No biggie” You faked a smile “By the way, congrats guys, I heard the last part. I’m sure you will be extremely happy together”   After apologizing for the hundredth time. You ran back to the kitchen trying to keep the tears inside your eyes. The pointy glass didn’t hurt as much as seeing Steve proposing to Sharon. You knew you should have said something first. You were hopelessly in love with the soldier and you knew in your heart you would have made a better wife than Sharon. Yes, she was in love with him too, and apparently she was way prettier than you, but no one knew Steve the way you did.   You used your spy abilities to cover your feelings and to shove them in the back of your mind and calmly made your way to your room. You took your phone from its charger and dialed the only number who could give you some peace of mind.   “Fury, you still got the job?” You asked immediately after the other line picked up and nodded at his answer “Count me in”   You cried your heart out after throwing your phone on the bed again.  It literally felt like someone threw a stone at a wall made of glass. Maybe het glass shattering before was a way to explain how you felt, a very literal way. You didn’t want to see him ever again.   That same night you packed only the necessary; your uniforms, your favorite Colt M1911, mags, a knife and of course, normal clothing for the everyday girl you were. Without looking back, you took a jet that awaited for you at an hour that everyone were supposed to be fast asleep.   But only one night owl was there to see you.   After a few weeks from your disappearing, Steve started to wonder where you were. Since you didn’t show up for training or you were not even invited to the parties or gatherings Tony hosted once in a while, the super soldier began asking around the team but no one really knew where you were. You left without major warning and everyone thought you’d come back soon. Maybe you were assigned to a tough mission or something like that. Sam was the one who was most calmed about your whole missing state; he knew about your whereabouts and he had a mission of his own: to never tell Steve about you or the reason you truly left.   “No one knows about (Y/N)?” The blonde soldier asked after training “Seriously?” “Steve, she must be gone for a reason” Sharon soothed her soon-to-be husband caressing his shoulder “Whatever that reason is, we must respect it” “She can be dead by now and we wouldn’t know” He pointed out “None of you care about her anymore?” “Steve” Sam interjected “Calm the fuck down. She’s fine” “How can you be so sure?” “Steve, if Sam says she’s fine, we better trust him” Sharon agreed. “What the hell is wrong with you two?!” Steve stormed out of the training room and left her fiancée and best friend with a puzzled expression.   Steve missed you more than ever. He needed you.   “We’re going back to the States, agent (Y/L/N)” Fury said “We have the flight in a few hours”   You were enjoying breakfast in the gorgeous Thera, in Greece. Your job had been over for a month now and you suggested to go on vacation until something came up, and the beautiful island was the perfect destination to lay low for a while. After a year of being everywhere and fighting everyone, you deserved to rest.   You missed home, you missed Sam, and you missed… Did you? In this whole year of being away your mind was so full of things that Steve was not even a thing to think about, not even when you slept, so for that reason you weren’t truly sure if you were still in love with him. Maybe you weren’t, and that was a good thing.   “Is there a reason for that?” You asked, munching a mouthful of pancakes. “I miss home” He answered simply, going back to his orange juice “Do you have a problem with that?” “No, sir” You replied coldly.   It’s not like you had any problems with going back. You thought it would be nice to stop by and check up on everyone’s life, but now that you deeply thought about it, seeing Steve might trigger something inside you. The last time you saw him he was proposing to Sharon, what was going to be now? A tiny blonde kid running around? Were you even ready to see him after a year of being out?   Surely you could fight bad guys and everything you encountered, but having avoiding your feelings for so long made you quite reluctant to face them again. Perhaps Fury did things for a reason.   “Fury, can I ask you something? You said after a long pause, but still not daring to look at him “Why did you think of me for this job? Natasha was better qualified for this” “Do you want me to lie or you prefer the truth?” “I think I deserve the truth” You leaned your back on the chair’s back and put on your glasses. “I knew how madly in love you were with captain Rogers, and I also knew that he was going to propose to Miss Carter. I care about you (Y/N)” He sighed “You’re at your best when your mind is off from the things that hurt you… And he hurts you, everyone but him could tell” He wasn’t even looking at you but you were sure about his words “You needed the distraction, I needed an agent… You will thank me later about this” “Will I?” You asked, his response was only a careless shrug. A private jet was waiting for you after getting things ready. It had no sign whatsoever of being one of Tony’s or SHIELD’s. You looked at the clear sky and silently said goodbye to the beautiful island and got your mind ready for confrontation. The few hours of flying were not enough to keep your mind in peace.   Upon arrival, Sam, Steve and Natasha gathered to welcome you back. Natasha ran off with Fury while you stayed with the veterans. Sam updated you a little bit on how things were around the facilities and Steve silently looked at you and observed every little thing you did.   Sam headed away after noticing he was being a third wheel.   “So, how’s everything?” You asked “How’s the married life?” “I don’t know about that” Steve laughed loudly “I’m not married” “God, I’m so sorry” You hurried to apologize, causing Steve to laugh even harder. “I’m not sad. I mean, kind of. Sharon broke up with me… She knew that after a while, I was not completely in love with her” He shrugged. “Well, that’s not so bad” You shrugged too “Poor Sharon though… She seemed really in love with you when I accidentally walked on you two” “Yeah, but she didn’t seem so in love when I walked on her and one of the new recruits having sex in my bed” He rose his eyebrows and pursed his lips “Anyway, enough of me already. How was your year? Where have you been?” “I’ve been everywhere, to be honest with you” You sighed “Fury has kept me quite busy and I appreciate that… I needed some time out, to clarify my thoughts or at least to keep my mind away from things” You bit your bottom lip before giving away too much information. “I saw you leaving that night… I wanted to go say goodbye but it didn’t seem like a good thing to do” “It wouldn’t have been either”   You two remained silent as you walked carefree around the facilities. It wasn’t very changed, but it felt different from what it before you left. It was not like going back home at all. You felt slightly uncomfortable, and things were about to get worst.   “(Y/N) answer me with the truth, why did you leave?” He grabbed your arm and forced you to look up to him. “Fury needed me for a job” You shrugged, you were not exactly lying “And I said yes” “But what made you leave so silently. You never told any of us about this job, and you didn’t say goodbye. And why is that you casually left when I proposed to Sharon? Why that day? Why not any other given day?” “Because I knew that if I stayed here I wouldn’t function anymore. Fury knew it as well. He said that I was in my best when nothing hurt me” “And what hurt you?” “You did, Rogers” You bit your bottom lip to keep it from shivering “I was so desperately in love with you that… You remember when I broke the glass?” He nodded silently “My heart felt like that too. I know it was my fault for not saying it before, but you were with Sharon and you were so happy with her that whatever I said would only cause trouble and that was the last thing I ever wanted” You took your hand to your hair and ran your fingers through it “I might have loved you, but I still wanted you to be happy…” “You loved me? Past tense?” “Undefined tense” You replied “You said something about… Not being completely in love with Sharon… Are you in love with someone else?” “I thought I wasn’t but… You were gone and I guess… You never know what you have until it’s gone” “You love me?” He replied with a smile and a shrug “It might be too late” You warned. “But we can try anyway” He caressed your cheek with his thumb as you kept walking.

Bug Boy

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2217 (i wrote this in about like two hours so it’s a little rushed but it was v impromptu)

A/N: i want to make out with Peter Parker

also this is a slight au/ pre civil war?

i didn’t plan on writing this or anything ive just been in a really intense peter mood so this came out. i also listened to Girls Talk Boys while writing this so yea

Warnings: ummm theres a little part that sounds like its gonna lead to smut but its not soo yeah,, makeout sesh and just disgusting Peter fluff

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“So, (Y/N), where are you going?” Natasha smirked once you stepped out of your room.

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