right where you left me, evermore

As it Was Masterpost (Complete)

Summary:  Sam warned him when he arrived at the compound, returned to the timeline he ran from: It’s different now, she doesn’t do the superhero thing anymore, she’s got another life now, but he wouldn’t listen. He can’t. He must hope that some things are the same, that your love is the same.

Pairing: past Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader

A/N: Started out as a one-shot! Ended up being 3 parts long. :) Thank you everyone for your feedback and support!

Warnings: Angst, postpartum depression, references to suicidal ideation.

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Part I: As it Was

Part II: His Girl*

Part III: True

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headcanons tag

SAM WILSON APPRECIATION WEEK Day 7 - Free choice

"you're not gonna fucking leave"

I, uh, yeah. I have a type.

An Unexpected Turn

Pairing: Loki x Goddess!Reader

Prompt: The Avengers loved you so much that they tried to protect you from Loki, even though they don’t know that you are his wife.

Warning/Tags: goddess reader, fluff, drabble

A/N: Here is a little drabble for ya! This was initially going to be a chat, but since I haven’t written something in a while I decided to write this as a drabble. I hope you enjoy this one my friends! <3

(GIF NOT MINE)

Keep reading

nothing less.

Request : Not sure if you’ll ever see this but I thought why not! Could I make a request where the reader is Tony’s younger sister. She had managed to become Bucky’s friend somehow because she’s so kind and gentle with him. (You know where I’m headed with this) Then after everything went down in Civil War she wants nothing more than for him to die. BUT she keeps remembering sweet memories with Bucky & also her parents))): I’ll leave what happens open & what her powers are for you. Love your work(: hope you come back when your ready <3

A/N : that’s right my mediocre ass is ready to put this crappy work back out there! Also thank you anon): it’s stuff like this that brought me back I hope you like this one it’s just SUUUUPER LONG❤️ also let me know if y’all want a part 2 but ya’ know during infinity war!!

Italics stand for flashbacks.

Warnings : Language, Murder, Mentioned Fondue?

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“Who the hell are you?” The rugged hair male asked while you sat in the corner of his rundown apartment. You sheepishly smiled taking the spoonful of pudding that you’d found in his ridge out of your mouth. “Nice to see you again Mister soldier.” You said making the male narrow his eyes at you. You reached over opening the blinds letting the light in the dark corner revealing who you were.

The male softened his face remembering you from the river. He’d dragged Steve to the rivers bank where he didn’t think anyone would be. That’s when he saw you there running to Steve to try and save the captain. He remembered you so vividly because you had reached out for his metal hand making him instinctively turn ready to attack. He stopped suddenly with widened ice blue eyes at the sight infront of him.

You had tears in your eyes making them sparkle lightly. One hand was gripped around his hand gently and the other was protectively wrapped around Steve. What had caught his blue gaze was the smile that was on your face. “T-Thank you.” You sniffled lightly and smiled widely making his eyes narrow in confusion. “T-Thank you. For saving the C-C-Captain..” You released his hand to cradle an unconscious Steve. He couldn’t help but to stare at you in confusion. Not only did you not attack him, you thanked him, and paid him no mind not worrying if he’d attack you. You were obviously different.

“You remember me don’t you?” You said smiling lightly to the male who nodded his head softly. “You’re the girl who thanked me. You’re a Stark.” He said still a little on edge. He didn’t trust people so naturally that included you. For now. “Captains been looking for you. I only found you because I’ve been searching none stop for weeks now running off a few hours of sleep. So what-” “You can’t tell him I’m here. Or at least not yet.” He said interrupting you. You knew Steve would scold you to no end if he ever heard that you’d found Bucky but kept it from him. Yet there was something about the man that made you ready to take that scolding with no questions asked.

Your visits with Bucky were usually twice a week for an hour or two with the two of you just talking. Granted he did most of the listening but you began to notice little by little he would smile at your cheesy jokes. Then visits turned to five times a week and more then five hours. From cooking for the man to showing him music and movies he’d missed out on since the thirties. He also began to notice how much he’d grown attached to you.

You’d returned one day with a bruise on your eye and a gash on your cheekbone. He insisted you go get medical attention but you had to remind the male you were an Avenger. He remembered the feeling of rage wanting to hurt the person that had done that to you. He began to realize how much he looked forward to hearing your contagious laugh, to see your (E/C) eyes sparkle when you smiled. Hell he loved seeing you accidentally fall asleep and the drool that always fell from your lips. He loved you & he could never forget the day you admitted you loved him too.

“You’ve been coming here more often. Not complaining but don’t you miss hanging out with the others?” He asked laying on the beat up mattress he had on the ground next to the table. “Not really. I love them all but when I’m with you, you make me feel.. okay.” He turned to see you reading a DC comic book yet again. You’d seen him turn so you placed the book down turning to face him as well. “I mean okay. Okay in the sense that no matter what happens I’ll always be able to rely on you. And you kinda’ make everything feel like it’s going to be okay.”

Once again you shined him that smile he saw that day on the river. The smile that made him fall in love with you on sight. Without much thought he placed his warm hand on the side of your face stroking your cheekbone softly. “You make me feel everything again.” He gave you a small smile making your heart flutter. He leaned forward boldly putting his lips on yours gently. Something you’d been waiting for him to do for months now. You responded kissing him back softly as you could. That night consisted of nothing of sleep but sweet fondue instead.

That was the night you both decided you needed one another. “Promise me you’ll stay.” You murmered out half asleep laying you’re head on Bucky’s heaving chest. A smile came to his face as he saw you nearly asleep. He leaned forward placing a soft gentle kiss on your forehead. “ ‘Till the end of the line.”

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“Where did they go?”

You murmured to yourself lightly softly tippy towing around the darkness. Of course only you could lose a billionaire, a walking fossil, and a fossil with a metal arm in a scary place like this. You and Tony had met up with Cap and Bucky which shocked the duo but gave them a feeling of slight relief. The two war hero’s didn’t expect to have any back up considering the fact that half the avengers were either hurt or in a floating prison. You heard the snarky voice of your older brother causing you to follow it.

“An empire toppled by its enemies can be rebuilt. An empire that is destroyed from the inside, now that’s something unfixable.” You ran into the room expecting to see a dozen super assassins going toe to toe with the trio you’d lost. You didn’t expect for all the assassins to already be dead with a bullet in their head. Your hand came to your mouth that was hanging open while you fought the water that wanted to fill your eyes. Sure you were an Avenger, but you were far too soft for that title.

“Ah. The pride and joy of the Stark Family. The only Avenger who cries when any life is lost on either side. The one who wants nothing more than peace but her only power brings nothing but destruction. How nice of you to join us (Y/n) Stark.” The three men turned to you in concern already knowing you were about to cry. You quickly paced over to stand in between Tony and Bucky facing the man know as Zemo. “You can’t hide in there forever.” Steve said to the male who never tore his gaze away from you.

Bucky saw your face filled with worry and sadness. “Should’ve stayed on the jet kid.” He whispered out to you rubbing his metal hand soothingly on your back. The familiar nickname and action caused you turn your head to the male trying to give a reassuring smile. Zemo’s eyes never wavered as he watched the interaction. Only a smile coming across his once emotionless face. He knew. He’d already won.

The small monitor that was in front of both you and Tony turned on with an imagine that made your blood freeze. “I know that road.” Tony murmured out. A simple looking road. A road both you and your brother visited more times than you were both willing to admit. “Tony that’s..” Your eyes widened to the brim seeing the date on the corner of the screen. “What is this!?!” The oldest Stark shouted making you swallow the knot that formed in your throat.

The familiar Cadillac you’d ridden in as a child came into the frame crashing harshly into a tree. A car that your father Howard took care of almost as if it were a child all on its own. Steve’s gaze went back and forth between your eyes and Tony’s. Bucky’s eyes wanted to look away from your (E/C) eyes but they simply couldn’t. A stalky muscular male on a motorcycle came into the frame effortlessly walking towards the car.

The figure was far too familiar to you. As much as you wanted to deny it you instantly recognized the man. You shook your head lightly making Bucky glance towards the ground but eventually looked back to you.

Howard crawled weakly out of the Cadillac pleading using a voice you’d only heard only once. “P-Please help. Help my wife.” The soldier all in black pulled your fathers head up harshly making the older man gasp in pain. The look on your fathers face said it all. “Sargent Barnes?” The audio was subtle but that was enough to make tears form in your eyes. The next part of the audio caused Tony and your hearts to break into a billion pieces. “Howard? Howard??”

Tony’s gaze left the monitor glaring at Bucky who lowered his head momentarily but looked back at the oldest Stark. Your sight was blurry from all the tears that you didn’t want to let fall. The sight of Bucky smashing his metal closed fist straight into your fathers face caused you to jump. You shut your eyes tightly making your tears to fall as you instinctively reached for Tony’s hand gripping it tightly. Tony looked at your figure with hatred for the man you had naively trusted.

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“Hey big brother? What time is mommy and daddy coming home?” Your innocent childish voice asked a much younger Tony.

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The memory made Tony wrap his hand around yours tightly looking back at the monitor. With each loud echoing hit the soldier delivered to your fathers face you flinched staggering your breathing. Something that had broken Bucky far much more than anything else he’d ever seen and done as the Winter Soldier. “Howard??” Your mothers pained voice said one last time. The soldier threw your fathers now dead body into the front seat of the car staging the car accident.

You opened your (E/C) eyes to see the man you’d fallen in love with ending your mother’s life. One metal hand gripping her neck tightly to stop her breathing. The video ended with the soldier coming in front of the camera shooting it. There was no question anymore. The man you loved killed your parents. Bucky killed your mom and dad.

Tony tried to rush towards Bucky but was instantly stopped by Cap. “It wasn’t him Tony.” You turned to Steve questionably wondering something that had been bothering you. You’d noticed out the corner of your eyes while watching the video, that Steve hadn’t responded to the video at all. “Captain. D-Did you know?” You said just above a whisper but still loud enough to hear the pain in your voice.

“I didn’t know it was him.” Steve said making you turn back to the monitor that now was replaying the video. “Don’t bullshit us Rogers!! Did you know!?” Tony said turning with hurt towards Steve. You narrowed your eyes slowly dozing off staring at the video. Bucky noticed your face seeing you were no longer paying attention anymore. Of course the only female that made him feel like everything would be okay, the female he fell in love with, was the female he hurt the most.

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“Daddy guess what! I got an actual one hundred on my science test without cheating this time!” You said showing the paper proudly to your father who narrowed his eyes at your statement. “This time?” He asked while Tony bursted out laughing. “Excellent job sweetheart! Umm let’s try not cheating on tests for the rest of the year okay?” The angelic voice of your mother said.

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“Mommy why can’t Tony just stay with us instead of going to smart school?” You asked with tears in your (E/C) eyes watching your brother drive off to return to boarding school. “Your brothers going to make you a proud little sister that’s why sweetheart.” She said kissing your cheek softly. “He already did.” You murmured scrunching your face trying not to cry again. “(Y/n) you’re too young to understand.” You turned to your father sitting on a leather black couch. Once again looking unfazed by your brothers departure. “You and your brother are gonna’ be capable of great things.”

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“You cannot sleep with us. Go to bed.” Your father said with a hand on his temple seeing you already in his king sized bed. “Monsters? Or bad dream?” Your mother said crawling in on the other side of you tossing the clean white comforter over the two of you. “None. I just wanted to sleep with you guys.” You said laying down patting the empty side next to you signaling your father to lay next to you. “Fine. You better not drool tonight! You drool on these sheets I’m throwing you in the trash can.”

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Howard woke up the next morning on his stomach which was his usual sleeping position. However he felt a small hand gripping his ear, a wetness on his back and a tiny leg kept twitching kicking his arm off the bed. “(Y/n) Elizebeth Stark.” He mumbled with irritation but didn’t bother moving not wanting to wake you.

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“Last time I’m gonna warn you Anthony Edward Stark! Stop teaching my daughter your deteriorated language!” Your father shouted making both Maria and Tony turn to see a seething Howard. “What are you talking about?” Tony said trying not to smile. “She fell down the stairs again at Stark Industries and instead of crying she shouted profanities!” Maria and Tony both now tried their hardest not to laugh. “Like what?” Their question was answered when you dashed through the kitchen in a captain America costume. “Oh fuck!”

“(Y/N) ELIZEBETH STARK!”

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“Daddy! Mommy! Before you leave!” You shouted to your parents who were going on a small business trip making them stop. “I just wanted to say I love you.” You said hugging your mother who bent down kissing you’re forehead softly. “I love you too sweetheart. We’ll be back soon.” Howard bent down kissing the top of your hair ruffling it shortly after. Never once had your father ever said he loved you or Tony but deep down you knew he did.

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“Ou! How about when you get back we can have a family movie night?” You said happily to your parents who again were going on a business trip. However instead of leaving you with Jarvis they left Tony incharge. “Sure. Sweetheart sounds great.” Your mother said laughing softly at how happy a small thing made you. “Sounds good darling, keep an eye on your brother and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed.” Your father said jokingly while they left yet again.

Difference is, they never returned this time.

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“Tony, (Y/n) you’re too young to understand this right now, so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you. And some day you’ll realize that it represents a whole lot more than people’s inventions, it represents my life’s work. This is the key to the future. I’m limited by the technology of my time, but one day you’ll both figure this out. And when you do, you will change the world. What is, and always will be, my greatest creation… is the two of you.”

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“Sargent Barnes?”

Bucky, Steve, and Tony had all began fighting while you were blanked out. Explosions didn’t make you budge but those memories took their toll on you. It brought something out of you that not even you knew was there. Bucky and Steve had the advantage on Tony both coordinating an attack on him. Two against one. Bucky had Tony pinned against the wall with his metal hand around the arc reactor attempting to either crush it or pull it out. Which would’ve resulted in another Stark’s death by his hands.

“Howard? Howard??”

Steve’s eyes widened when Bucky was enveloped in a light blue shade and thrown harshly across to the thick wall cracking it slightly. “Bucky!” The trio turned to you seeing you in a place they knew to never get you in. Like Wanda you had telekinetic powers to some extent only trick was you weren’t as good or as strong as she was. Nor could you control it as they’d just witnessed. However your energy was more or a blue shade instead of scarlet. “It wasn’t him (Y/n)!”

Tony came in and began attacking Steve leaving Bucky to you. The wounded soldier looked up to you in sorrow gulping a knot down his throat. “Baby please. Please try and understand.” Bucky said slowly getting to his feet with his hands up.

“You and your brother are gonna’ be capable of great things.”

The tears in your eyes continued to fall down your face while a black vein popped out from the right side on your face. “SHUT UP!” You said kicking the man in the gut sending him back a bit. He saw no getting through to you, rightfully so. He had no choice but to either get you to calm down forcefully or just fight back to stay alive.

“I just wanted to sleep with you guys.”

“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!” You shouted mindlessly throwing punches covered in your light blue energy around them. Bucky doged your punches left and right looking for an opening. You swung one heavy left losing your balance giving the man his opening. He got your hands pulling them back as he stood in back of you holding you in place. “(Y/n) listen to me!”

“Last time I’m gonna warn you Anthony Edward Stark! Stop teaching my daughter your deteriorated language!”

You shouted loudly focusing all your energy into your hands making them shine bright blue. Little by little you pulled your body as close as you could to Bucky’s. You released another loud scream when you hit your stomach sending the blue wave of force through your body sending Bucky flying backwards to the wall yet again.

“(Y/n) Elizebeth Stark.”

Bucky charged at you throwing punches left and right. You had managed to stop one punch using your telekinesis. A punch he threw with his metal arm which was now being held in place. “Tony!” You shouted holding the males arm up forcefully as hard as you could. Tony seeing what you had planned fired his own energy from the arc reactor tearing away the soldiers arm he used to kill both your parents.

“Daddy! Mommy! Before you leave! I just wanted to say I love you.”

Bucky and Steve both stared dumbfoundedly at the place where his prosthetic arm once was. Steve in horror and Bucky with shock and sadness. Within a matter of seconds the Stark siblings were back on the attack. You had focused your energy into your right leg trying to stomp Bucky’s head. He however was managing to dive and dodge them all.

“Ou! How about when you get back we can have a family movie night?”

Feeling irritated you felt an unspeakable amount of force push through your veins. A feeling you’d never felt before. You held your palms out towards Bucky only expecting the usual small amount of blue energy to push him down. However this amount came from your rage and adrenaline so it was much more than a little. Bucky was sent on the opposite side of the small area where you were fighting at. “Bucky!” Steve shouted trying his best to get Tony to give him an opening.

“Tony, (Y/n) you’re too young to understand this right now, so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you. And some day you’ll realize that it represents a whole lot more than people’s inventions, it represents my life’s work. This is the key to the future. I’m limited by the technology of my time.”

Whatever force you had used drained Bucky of what little energy he had so he laid on his back against the cold ground. He didn’t have the power to fight anymore and quite frankly he didn’t want to. He’s always been fighting. He figured if he had to die he would rather die by your hands than anyone else’s. In the matter of seconds you were on top of him. The beautiful shade of (E/C) eyes were gone from your eyes and was replaced by the bright neon blue before him. Your beautiful (S/C) skin was covered in sweat, a few cuts, bruises, and the dark black vein that cracked the right side of your face.

“But one day you’ll both figure this out. And when you do, you will change the world.”

“We never got to say goodbye!” You seethed making him stare at you in horror. He simply wanted you to kill him already. Death to him would’ve been better than hearing what his actions had caused. “They never got to see us grow up!! They’ll never get to see us get married! They never…” Your blue force began forming around your hands that were gripping his jacket collar tightly. “They’ll never get to hear us say we loved them one last time… AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!” You shouted lifting your right hand filled with bright blue energy to punch his face in as he did to your father.

“What is, and always will be, my greatest creation… is the two of you.”

Your hand stopped a centimeter away from Bucky’s face. Now with all traces of blue energy gone from you completely. Your eyes were back to their regular color, the back vein slowly began to vanish as you stared down at the man who looked as confused as you did. Your palm was shaking with rage. You wanted nothing more than to kill him yet….

“You make me feel everything again.”

“I can’t do it.” You whispered out in defeat slouching down to be sitting on Bucky’s midsection. Your eyes began to fill with tears again as you lowered your hand to lay gently on the side of Bucky’s face. “I want you dead but I can’t do it myself. The thought of Tony or anyone else killing you makes my heart hurt and my head spin. I-I can’t…” you whispered out before crying all over again. Bucky leaned his face into your palm letting his only arm left wrap around your leg reassuringly.

“ ‘till the end of the line.”

The sound of a loud cracking sound caught your attention forgetting you two weren’t alone. When you turned your head you expected Tony to be winning but the sight before you made your heart skip a few beats. Cap had his shield raised looking as if he was going to plant it right on Tony’s face which was exposed. Tony had blood smeared on his face and his only way to defend himself was his armored arm which was barley able to stay up. “CAPTAIN NO!!” You screamed simultaneously as the man brought the shield down to impale the arc reactor. “TONY!”

“Keep an eye on your brother and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed.”

You rushed over to your bother cradling him helping him off the ground to lay on your lap. “I’m so sorry Tony. I-I couldn’t do it.” You whisperered holding onto him tighter making the man chuckle at your words. “Me either.” Your attention went straight to Cap and Bucky who were now both limping away. As to where they were going you didn’t know nor did you want to. You couldn’t bring yourself to kill either of them but it didn’t mean all was forgiven. It was far from it.

“Our father made that shield Ca.. Steve!” You shouted making the duo freeze. Both shocked at the fact you had called Steve by his first name which was something you’d never done. You had the most respect for Steve. You had always admired him and even wanted to be just like him when you were a little girl, you had never even called him Cap’ but now he was just Steve.

“You don’t deserve that shield!” Tony shouted making the former captain lower his head. The shield that symbolized more than freedom was thrown on the cold ground making an echo. Without another word both Bucky and Steve walked into the abandoned building. Bucky turned to glance at you one last time taking in an image of you like this to remind himself just how much he didn’t deserve you. But he was a selfish man and had slipped something into your back pocket when you were sitting on top of him.

Inside of your back pocket was a ring that you’d find later, which again would bring you nothing but tears. A reminder that the first person you’ve loved was the same person who deserved nothing less of what he’d done onto others. You placed your head onto Tony’s arc reactor hugging the only person who you felt you had left. Tony never knew what to do in these situations so he only rubbed the back of your head softly. Something your mother would do to get you to stop crying.

For the first time since your parents had died you two felt completely and utterly alone.

“What is, and always will be, my greatest creation… is the two of you.”

Family Tree PT1

Steve x reader x Tony x Bucky

Parenting universe

Non-reader POV

"Hey, Roos! How was school?" Tony asked as Peter entered the lab.

"It was great, Dad!" Peter grinned, pulling his shoes off and taking his bag off. "I got an A on my Spanish test, Ned and I got the best table in the cafeteria today, and I saved a cat on patrol today!"

"Please, tell me you didn't bring it home with you," Tony begged. "Because we already have one demon cat."

"Don't worry. It was a little kids cat." Peter promised the man. "Hey, can I get your help with some homework?"

"Sure thing, kiddie. That sounds like something responsible that your pops would be happy about." Tony said as Peter sat across from him.

"He lecture you about responsibility again?" Peter guessed, pulling out a notebook.

"You stay awake for 72 hours a couple of times and forget to feed yourself once, and you're irresponsible." Tony rolled his eyes.

"If I say he's right, are you still going to help me with my homework?" Peter asked the man.

"No."

"Okay, then, pops is wrong, and how dare he?" Peter asked, causing Tony to smirk.

"Alright, what do ya got here, Roos?" Tony questioned as Peter flipped through the book.

"Okay, so it's family history month, and our social studies teacher is making us research our families," Peter explained. "She wants us to list our parents and then their parents and include one of your memories about them. She says it's to pass down memories through generations."

"So she only wants you to look through three generations of family?" Tony confirmed.

"Yeah, I think it's 'cos she's going on vacation next week, and our sub apparently has a long assignment for us," Peter told his father. "Anyway, I have my birth parents and Aunt May and Uncle Ben and stories for them, and I have you guys and your parents, but I just need your stories."

"You a need a story from me, about my parents? A good one?" Tony asked with a frown.

"It doesn't have to be about both your parents." Peter was quick to assure. "It can just be about one of them."

"Alright, then. A good memory." Tony mused, clicking his tongue. "No, that one has Howard. No, not that one. Oh, I have one! There was the time my mom taught me how to make her nonna's tagliatelle."

"Was that what you made for mom's birthday?" Peter asked.

"No, that was spaghetti aglio, olio e peperoncino." Tony smiled. "I haven't made her tagliatelle in years."

"Why not?" Peter asked as he began scribbling down notes.

"I don't know. To be honest, the last time I made it, me and Rhodey were really drunk and somehow thought it was a great idea to hand-make pasta."

"You hand made pasta with Uncle Rhodey while you were drunk?" Peter rose a brow.

"Don't add that in your paper," Tony warned. "But yes. We had bisnonna's pasta machine and at two a.m. decided to make her pasta."

"I think I'll just cut the story at you making pasta with nonna," Peter said, causing Tony to chuckle.

"Probably for the best." Tony nodded. "You know, I still have bisnonna's machine. Maybe this weekend I could teach you how to make her famous tagliatelle," Tony suggested.

"Really?" Peter grinned. "I'd love to, dad."

"Good. Great." Tony nodded. "So it's that all you need from me? 'Cos I've got different stories, some of them are even appropriate for spider-babies." He joked.

"That's all I need, dad." Peter quickly said. "Maybe this weekend you could tell me some of the more p.g. thirteen stories."

"I think we can manage that, bambino." Tony nodded. "Now, before you run off looking for your mom and other dads, you think you can give me a hand with something?"

"Of course, I can!" Peter nodded, jumping off his chair.

"Great! Because I have this new idea on how to improve your suit,"

Two hours later, Peter was running through the Tower's halls, in just his socks, until he slid into the training room where his fathers were training.

"Hey, pops! Hey dad!" Peter exclaimed as he burst through the doors.

"Shit!" Steve swore in surprise, being caught off guard by his son and then by Bucky pinning him to the mat.

"Ha! I win!" Bucky cheered before rolling off the blonde. "Hey, bud, what's up?" Bucky asked, smiling at Peter.

"I need your help," Peter said, moving towards the two.

"Where's the body?"

"Everything okay?"

"Everything's okay, and there is no body, pops." Peter rolled his eyes before sitting in front of the two, notebook in hand. "I need your help with homework."

"Oh, Pete, maybe you should find Tony because I don't understand the math they're teaching nowadays," Bucky told the teenager.

"It's not math, pops. I have a family tree assignment. I just need a good memory from the two of you about your families." Peter said. "Good stories."

"I don't remember a lot about my childhood," Bucky said, his face adopting a look of concentration.

"Don't strain yourself, Buck," Steve said, placing his hand on the other man's shoulder.

"I'm not," Bucky grunted. "I remember four girls younger than me."

"I did some research. You had four younger sisters. Rebecca, Elizabeth, Margret, and Lilith." Peter told him.

"All complete trouble makers." Steve smiled.

"I used to bribe Rebecca," Bucky said slowly. "But I can't remember why."

"You used to bribe you after she caught you smoking." Steve filled in the blanks.

"You were a smoker, pops?" Peter asked the brunette."

"Oh, big time." Steve chuckled. "Buck used to sneak out and buy a pack every couple of days. Then when Rebecca would catch him, he'd have to bribe her with his quarters."

"She taught that trick to the other three," Bucky remembered with a smile, the tension slowly melting out of his body.

"What about you, dad? Do you have any good stories I can use for my assignment?"

"Uh, okay. Well, I only had my mother growing up, and she immigrated from Ireland when he was twenty. So, when I was a kid, she had to take me to the store with her because no one could ever understand her accent." Steve told his son with a smile. "The workers would ask her a question, and without a word, she'd turn to me and get me to answer."

"Do you know any Irish, dad?" Peter wondered.

"I'm a bit rusty, but I still know a couple bits and pieces." Steve nodded.

"Cool! Do you think you could teach me?" Peter asked.

"Of course, I can bud." Steve smiled. "When do you want to start learning?"

"Now, if that's alright."

"Of course, it is, Pete. Maybe some of it will get through Buck's thick skull too." Steve teased.

"Oh, that's it," Bucky said before tackling a laughing Steve once more.

Reader POV

"Hey, mama!" Peter called, causing you to look up from where you were cleaning your gun.

"Hey, detka." You smiled as he came to sit on the ground beside you. "What's up?"

"So, I've got this assignment from school," Peter started.

"Detka, I understand a lot of things, but if this has something to do with science, please go see your dad." You begged.

"It's not science, mama," Peter promised you with a smile. "We've got a family tree project, where we need to add our parents, their family and then get a story from them about growing up. I've got everyone finished but you."

"A family tree."

"Yeah, I've got you and Aunt Tasha, but just need your parents and a story about growing up," Peter told you. "I know your childhood wasn't good because of the Red Room, but I wanted to make sure you were included. It doesn't have to be about your childhood if you want."

"That's very sweet, Peter." You smiled. "But, there was a time in my childhood that wasn't all darkness."

"Really?"

"Hm. I was adopted when I was two, and for the next four years, I lived with my parents, Nat, and my twin sister."

"You have a twin?" Peter asked in surprise.

"Well, not technically. Yelena and I were in the orphanage together when we were young. We were the same age, and one day, we were adopted together, except it wasn't into a real family. The Red Room adopted us.

I think we were with a group of girls for a couple of days before we were chosen for an assignment.

We were chosen to be a part of a family. We were to come to America and pose as the perfect family, like normal kids, while our 'parents' stole from SHIELD." You told Peter.

"But you said this was a good time."

"Because it was. Melina and Alexi became m parents. They raised me, Yelena and Nat, for four years. The two never treated us like we were soldiers or agents. We were just their kids." You said, struggling to keep your voice level. "They loved us. They loved me."

"What happened to them?"

"The mission ended. Me and Lena were six, and Natasha was ten when SHIELD caught up with us. We escaped, but mama was shot. She was barely able to say goodbye before the Red Room was taking her away. I don't know what happened to my father. The last thing I remember was him telling us we were his girls and how tough we were before we were taken away." You said, biting the inside of your lip to keep yourself from crying. "And I don't know what happened to Lena. They separated us when we got back to the Red Room, and I haven't seen her since we were children."

"Oh, mama," Peter whispered, beginning to cry as he wrapped his arms around you.

"But you see, I have the memories with me always. I have four years of good childhood memories, and it's because of them." You said, wrapping your arms around your child. "I'm the person I am today because of them. And I found Natty, and then I found your fathers, and I found you. So, it's not all bad."

"I'm sorry, mama," Peter whispered. "I shouldn't have asked you about this."

"It's okay, detka." You promised, running your fingers through his curls. "This family is tainted in blood and pain, but sometimes light can be found, even when you're drowning. I want you to remember that. It's done me well over the years."

"You're quiet tonight, sweetheart," Steve commented as you made yourself a bowl of ice cream that night.

"Hm? Oh, sorry."

"No, you don't need to apologise, Y/N. I'm just saying you look like you got something on your mind." He explained himself.

"Just thinking about something." You said, dumping half a bag of chocolate chips into your bowl.

"Want to share?"

"Peter came to me today about his family tree assignment. I told him about Ohio." You admitted. "And I can't, get them off my mind."

"Sweetheart," Steve said, moving to your side.

"What happened to them, Steve?" You asked, turning to him with your eyes burning. "Did my mother die? What became of Yelena? And what about my father? What happened to him?"

"Sweetheart, breath." Steve cooed, pulling you into his arms as you began to cry.

"Why do bad things always happen?" You asked, clutching at Steve's shirt. "Why couldn't I just grow up like everyone else? Why did I have to lose the first family I'd ever had?"

"I don't know, sweetheart." Steve sighed, rubbing his hand up and down your back. "I don't know why these things happen. I can't give you an answer for this."

"I just want my family. I want to have been a normal kid, to have grown up with my parents and my sisters. I just want to have been normal." You sobbed.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." Steve soothed, still holding you tightly.

Non-reader POV

Unbeknownst to Y/N and Steve, Peter had overheard his mother's breakdown.

In the many years he'd known his mother, he'd seen her cry twice before, and every time it made his stomach hurt.

The next day Peter stood in the elevator after school debating his next move.

"FRIDAY, can you take me to Aunt Tasha?" He asked, shuffling from foot to foot.

"Of course, Peter." FRIDAY chirped before the elevator began to move.

"Hey, malen'kiy pauk." Natasha smiled, pausing the movie she was watching. "What's up?"

"I just had a quick question for you," Peter said, sitting beside Natasha. "I just wanted to know if you could help me with something for mom," Peter told his aunt.

"What kind of favour? Because your mother can bury her own bodies, you know?" Natasha joked.

"Nothing like that," Peter promised. "I was wondering if you had any pictures of your parents or Yelena."

"What?"

"Yeah. I'd just want to make some copies for mom. I thought it might be a nice surprise."

"Peter, that family was fake. It was twenty-three years ago. Of course, I don't have any photos." Natasha said, moving over to her liquor cabinet.

"Aunt Nat."

"Peter."

"You came out of that family, aunt Tash," Peter said. "Mom too, and she loves you. It doesn't matter to her how you met because you're her sister. She told me that she's happy that you two found each other again."

"Fine. I got a sister out of that family, but everyone else is gone." Natasha relented.

But Peter wasn't buying his aunt's words. It wasn't his spidery sense that was going off. He just knew that Natasha wasn't telling the truth.

"They're alive?" Peter asked, causing the woman to freeze.

"No," Natasha responded immediately.

"You're not sure," Peter said, rising to a stand. "You're not telling me something."

"Peter, be careful what pasts you try to unbury. You might be digging up bodies." Natasha said, pouring herself a shot of vodka, which she promptly downed.

"You're deflecting, aunt Nat." Peter continued. "You can stop lying to me because every time you do, my sense goes off."

"Stupid spider-sense." Natasha rolled her eyes. "Fine. Do you want the truth? I don't know if any of them are alive."

"Lie."

"I'm not sure, Peter," Natasha said, pulling an envelope out from underneath a dark bottle of liquor before throwing it to the teen.

"Is this, is this you?" Peter asked, staring at the photos in his hands.

"With the blue hair." Natasha nodded. "That's your mom next to me, and the little blonde on her lap is Yelena." She told him. "Alexi and Melina took us to a carnival one year, and I haven't seen those photos since we left Ohio."

"Where did you get them?" Peter asked, staring at the faces of his smiling mother and her sisters.

"Turn it over."

"'So young, so innocent. How the times change.'" Peter read before squinting at the next line. "I can't read that."

"It's Hungarian. An address in Budapest. It's a safe house that I've used far too often." Natasha shook her head.

"Isn't that the point of a safe house?" Peter asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Not when you rent it from someone who deals things to other spies." Natasha scoffed.

"You think this is a trap?" Peter questioned the woman.

"Possibly. It could be someone connected to the past. Maybe someone one of us hurt." Natasha shrugged.

"But it could be Yelena, or it could be your parents," Peter said optimistically.

"The risk outweighs the reward, malen'kiy pauk." Natasha sighed.

"So, you've known there's a chance your sister is alive, and you didn't say anything? You didn't give mom a say in all this?" Peter confirmed.

"It's like you said, Pete. I'm her sister, her older sister. It's my job to keep her safe." Natasha told the boy.

"No offence, aunt Nat, but that's kinda shitty," Peter said, flushing at speaking to one of his family members in such a way. "Mom's her own person, and she can make her own choices. And she can keep herself safe. She deserves to know about this."

"Peter,"

"But it's your secret," Peter said, raising his hands. "I won't be the one to tell her. But I think she's gonna find out. She always knows when someone lies to her. Thanks for the chat, aunt Nat." Peter said before rushing from the room.

Natasha watched as her nephew rushed into the elevator and let out a sigh when the doors closed.

He has a point. Natasha thought as she poured herself another drink. Damn, the kid has a point.

Reader POV

"Y/N, we need to talk," Natasha said as she appeared behind you.

"What did you do?" You asked, barely looking up from the carrots you were chopping. "Because if you've got someone's blood everywhere again, I am not helping you clean it."

"Y/N, I need you to put the knife down for this." Natasha ignored your statement.

"Now, I'm keeping it in my hand." You said, fully turning to face your sister. "What happened?"

"Our family might be alive."

"That's a possibility, yes."

"No. Our family might be alive in a way that someone sent me a photo of Yelena and us." Natasha clarified. "And they gave me an address about where to meet them."

"Show me." You demanded, and Natasha handed you a familiar photo. "When did you get this?"

"Someone put it in one of my P.O. boxes a week ago," Natasha told you.

"So, for a week, you've been sitting on this? For an entire week, you've kept quiet about the fact our family could be trying to contact us?" You asked, taking a step towards your sister.

"The knife, Y/N." Natasha reminded you calmly as she stayed in place.

"You're lucky it's not in your head right now!" You exclaimed, throwing the weapon to the ground. "You had no right to keep this from me!"

"I was trying to protect you."

"I'm twenty-eight years old, Natasha! I can take care of myself!" You yelled. "Our sister, our parents, could be alive, and you didn't tell me? Why? Why would you do that?"

"It wasn't real, Y/N. You know that. That family wasn't real."

"It was real to me!" You screamed. "That was my family! They were my parents! Yelena was my sister, just like you are! I've spent almost twenty years wondering what happened to any of them! And instead of telling me, they've contacted you, that I could see them again, you kept it to yourself!"

"I know, I'm an awful person. I should've told you sooner, but I didn't want you to be hurt if isn't what we think it is, and if it is them, then I didn't want you to be hurt if they're not what you remember them to be." Natasha told you. "You were a child, Y/N. You don't remember the mission as I do. You never got to see Melina and Alexi planning their next move. You didn't see it like I did."

"You grew up in that house with me. You were there for birthdays, Easter, and Christmas's with them. Alexi dyed your hair for you because it was what you wanted. Melina set your broken fingers after you punched the tree I broke my collarbone falling out of. And Yelena was never anything more than our sister, and she loved us. They all did, and I know it." You panted. "That was our family, and if there's even a slim chance it's them contacting us, I'm going to check it out." You told the woman.

"And if it's not them? What are you going to do if you're walking into a trap?"

"Then I'm going to kill whoever sent it. And I'm going to come home to what family I have left." You said.

"Y/N,"

"And that still includes you, you know? Because as much as I want to strangle you right now, you are still my sister. You are my sister, and it is because of that family we are sisters." You reminded her. "So you can say that family wasn't real, but that family was as real as this one."

"Y/N. You shouldn't do this alone." Natasha sighed.

"Watch me." You said, crossing your arms.

"I'm gonna have a front-row seat when I come with you, aren't I?"

"And why would you want to go now?"

"It's my job, isn't it? I gotta keep an eye out for my little sisters." Natasha told you.

"Okay. Okay, great." You nodded. "Get packed. We leave in the morning." You said before turning on your heel.

"Y/N, have you thought this through?" Steve asked as you packed your suitcase.

"Not all the way." You told him, putting three guns into your bag. "Should I get another gun?"

"Four's better than three," Bucky said from where he stood in the doorway.

"Good point." You nodded, throwing another into your bag.

"Take your bites," Tony said, throwing you your widow bites case. "Freshly upgraded, nothing but the best."

"Thank you, med." You kissed the man's cheek before gently placing the case into your bag.

"Hang on," Steve said, drawing your attention back to him. "Y/N, you just said you haven't thought this through."

"Not all the way." You corrected the blonde.

"You don't know if this is a trap." Steve tried to reason with you. "This could be a trap."

"But it could be my family." You countered. "Steve, I can't take the chance that it is them and not go."

"Is everything okay?" Peter asked, now standing behind Bucky. "Are you going on a mission, mama? Can I come?"

"You're still on prohabtion for lyign about getting shot on patrol." Tony warned the teen.

"That was weeks ago!"

"And you're lucky you're still allowed to patrol."

"It's not a mission, Pete. Nat told me about the note." You told your son. "We talked,"

"You screamed at her." Bucky cut in.

"Loudly." Tony added.

"We talked and ecided to check it out. The worst-case scenario is we take out someone who wants to hurt us down the line." You said.

"Someone who could hurt you now." Steve muttered.

"Stevie, I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. Hell, I save your ass every other mission." You reminded the blonde.

"I know."Steve sighed. "I just wish you'd let one of us tag along."

"Sister trip. You'd ruin the mood, Stevie." You teased before turning back to the teenager standing beside his father. "We're leaving in the morning, and if everything goes well, we should be back by the end of the week."

"Oh, okay." Peter nodded. "You're sure you want to do this alone?"

"God, you take after Steve when it comes to worrying." You teased your son, walking over to him and pulling him into your arms. "I am going to be fine. I've trained for worse, and I'll have Nat with me. I am going to come home without a scratch on me. I promise." You said, pressing a kiss to Peter's curls.

"I know, but you're my mama. I don't like it when you get hurt." Peter mumbled.

"Think about that sentence and reverse it to us when you act stupid on patrol." You told the teen, causing him to crack a small smile. "Everything's going to be okay." You said, looking at your son and then your partners. "By the end of the week I'll know what I need to and everything should be fine."

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“It’s not gonna be a safe landing!” You slumped back into the chair when you heard Steve shout from the other end. You had been so happy when you had come to the military base, you wanted to tell Steve something that would be soon changing your lives.

But instead what awaited you was this conversation with Steve. “I’m in the middle of nowhere, I have to go down. A lot of lives are at stake if I don’t.”

“Don’t. Steve, please don’t. Everyone here is trying, Steve. They’ll find a way.” You said as calmly as you could despite the tears rolling out of your eyes.

“It’s my choice.” You openly let out a wrecked sob at his words. Why did he have to always sacrifice himself? Why couldn’t he once, just once choose his own happiness?

“Steve, I have to tell you something.” But before you could continue, Steve’s voice blared through the speaker. “I love you.” After that all you heard was the deafening monotonous tune of static from the other end.

I need you

in which bucky seeks solace in you, the avengers' personal carer.

warnings: injury, swearing, lots of tears

word count: 2700+

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Ding, ding, ding.

Bucky looked up in confusion. For a moment he thought that maybe the mission had taken too much out of him and that he was hearing things. But then he heard it again.

Ding, ding, ding.

He glanced around at the battered and bruised team. None of them seemed to have noticed the ringing, or they were at least not giving any kind of reaction. Steve caught his eye.

"Buck? Everything alright?"

The brunet nodded slowly. "I, uh, I can hear...ringing?"

"Oh, yeah, it's just Y/N," Steve shrugged slightly. When Bucky's eyebrows pulled together, his friend chuckled. "You'll see. Come on."

a ghost story

Okay. So I bet you're searching for some fics right now because you're bored, then you're at the right place. So this is a list of my favorite Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers fics. I've read so many fics but I'm going to list the fics which I remember and I recently read. You're probably wondering why I'm doing this it's because FIC WRITERS DON'T GET THE RECOGNITION THEY DESERVE. YES YOU HEARD ME. They spend so much of their time on this blog to give us such good stories/ contents, they have their personal life but still they write for us. And it is our time to be grateful for them so please if you ever read a fic, please like, reblog and comment. I've been on tumblr for less then a year and I've seen so many fic writers leave this blog. It genuinely hurts me because their loosing their inspiration because not many people recognize their talents. SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LIKE, REBLOG AND COMMENT ON THE FICS YOU READ AND LOVE. I know many of you read and don't reblog but please do cause as fan-fic readers it's the least we can do. So on this though I'm going to be listing the fics I've read. I'll see if this gets good response then I'll maybe do more. I'm in no way doing this for myself, it's for all the fic writers to tell them how grateful I am. So if you're reading this please like or reblog this so I'll know people are seeing this. Okay so I've spoken enough let's go:

🅾 This is in a random order🅾

@all1e23 So Allie's fics are the first bucky x reader fics I've ever read on tumblr. Her writing is really good and I would recommend you to read all of her fics. The swallows, astrophile, between the stars are all my favorites. But my most favorite will be heart and soul that's just *NO WORDS*.You can literally binge her entire masterlist.

@invisibleanonymousmonsters I LOVE LOVE LOVE heart of steel. It was so good I had to call my cousin up and tell her this story. Like I'm not going to spoil it for y'all it's just *chef's kiss*. It's a knight!bucky x princess!reader. I'm telling you y'all won't be disappointed. And all of her other fics are good too. Y'all can check out her masterlist, it's definitely my favorite.

@simsadventures JUST READ PANOPTICON. it's an alpha! Steve Rogers x reader. It's sooooo good and she also writes Bucky x reader. She also wrote an alpha!bucky is I'm not wrong. Check out her masterlist too guys.

@hispeculiartreasure I've read only one fic of her's it's called All we've got is time. My god!! I loved that fic so much. It's a 40s Bucky fic. I was so addicted to it. I think it's one of the first 40s au I've read. Y'all should read it.

@allandoflimbo Take it back -pls read this. Don't even get me started. I'm never one to read cheating fics, but let me tell you it's not what I expected TBH. It's a Bucky x reader. That's all I'm going to tell you. I'm already getting chills talking about this fic. She's also writing on wattpad and ao3. She's got another new fic written it's called Ashens( I think). But I'm telling y'all will not regret it.

@speechlessxx I'm obsessed with her fics. I remember a long time back I read cherry chapstick, it's a Chris evans x reader. It was so good and I didn't know who wrote it. it was super good. And then her fics Bring me light. Wowowwo. It's a king! Steve Rogers fic. God I use to literally wait for her to post it. She also has a new fic. You can check out her masterlist, I tell you.

@kayteewritessteve JUST CHECK OUT HER ENTIRE MASTERLIST OKAY. THERE'S NOTHING MUCH TO SAY. IF I START TALKING ABOUT HER FICS I WON'T STOP. Anyways I still will. She mostly writes only Steve Rogers fics. I love literally every story she writes. It's just wowowoow. She has Mob! Steve, King! Steve, Cop! Steve. Just read it okay. No excuses

@whistlingwillows I've just read two of her fics but let me tell you, I was not able to come out of it. I myself have to check her masterlist cause she has SO MANY GOOD FICS. Buried in you're bones and foxglove just made me cry. Like seriously they're that good.

@jaamesbbarnes I love Disney au's so much and god y'all have to read Sirens song. It was so simple yet beautiful. It's a CEO! Bucky fic. And lets just say it was so freaking cute.

@redgillan READ HER ENTIRE MASTERLIST. Like she has so many good fics I get confused sometimes. Right now I'm obsessed with Under pastel skies. It's a Bucky Barnes fic. And it's a sugar daddy au. And it's not what you think 😳😏it's so freaking romantic. Just read it. And check her masterlist too. If I'm not wrong she has so many Steve Rogers fic too.

@papi-chulo-bucky AHAHAHA. I LOVE HERR FICS like TBH it's amazing. That's it. And I love her fic called Haunting ME. It's one of my favorites coz its a POC! reader fic. Like wowowowo. And the plot is so good. Check her out guys.

@floatingpetals Read the Shifter series. It's so cute and the reader is clingy(like me). And I just love it when the readers animal self interacts with Bucky. It's such a good series honestly give it a read.

@brooklyn-boy one word MASTERLIST. Like you can find both Steve and Bucky fics. I think there also a stucky one. I love all of they're stories and you guys it's so good. My favorite one will be a Sea of Strangers

@romanticromanogers Eternal fever is such a good fic. It's a biker gang! Bucky and the reader works as a dancer in a bar. It's so good I can't wait for the next chapter. Please give this fic a try you'll live it I'm sure.

@xetoilerouge LIFE AS WE KNOW IT. yes you read it right it's based on the movie with the same title but it's so much different and even more cuter. It's a Bucky fic. Y'all will not regret it.

@wkemeup I STOPPED THINKING FOR A MINUTE CAUSE I HAD FLASH BACKS OF HER FICS. Like her fics have you going in a rollercoaster and it's like you cannot even expect the plot twist. And her plot is good and her writing is amazing. By any other name and guiding light are my all time favorites. Both had me wandering around my house at night.

@cxptain Last night only I finished reading one of her fics. And honestly it's really good I can't wait to read the rest of her fics in her masterlist. She wrote a mob! Steve fic and god it's freaking cute. And I have to say this it has the ultimate Sam, Bucky and Peter interaction it's so funny. Honestly I died laughing. AND SHE ALSO HAS A DESI FIC!!??! CAN I SEE MY DESI READERS!!! it's a Bucky x desi reader and honestly I read the prolonge and I was so excited. Y'all can definitely read her fics too.

@justreadingfics WAIT I HAVE TO TAKE A MINUTE. *inhales and exhales* OK just read it's a deal. It's a Bucky fic and it's still wip. And not to mention it's soooo HOTTT. And if you ever want to cry your freaking heart and brains out Read looking for a heart beat honestly I cried like a freaking baby and let me tell you I wasn't looking cute. But just I regretted not reading it early. PLSSSS FREAKING READ IT YALL ARE MISSING OUT SO MUCH.

@wintersoldierissucharide LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY CAUSE THERES NOTHING I CAN SAY OTHER THAN FREAKING READ HER STORIES . THE ANGSTTT. I CAN'T EVEN. Her fic The Silence has me silent. And the past always catches up. If you haven't read it..... *pikachu face* just go read it.

🅾 This is not the only fics I've read. I've read so many fics but these are the only fics I remember and I've be reading recently. If this gets a good response I'll maybe do another part🅾

So I'm doing this so that fic writers get all the recognition and love they deserve. I'm not doing this for my own selfish reasons. I'm doing this as a way to thank all the fanfic writers. And Pls DO NOT BE A SILENT READER. LIKE. REBLOG. COMMENT. DO YOU'RE PART. AND ALSO BLACK LIVES MATTER. BLACK LIVES ARE LOVED. BLACK LIVES ARE CHERISHED.

And if you're reading this Pls reblog this too so i will know someone is seeing and reading this. And to ALL THE FANFIC WRITER YOU GUYS ARE DOING AN AMAZING JOB. I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU. THANK YOU ALL FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. YOU GUYS ARE SO TALENTED AND YOU GUYS HAVE MADE TUMBLR A SAFE PLACE FOR ME.

And how can I forget @searchingforbucky She is one of the reasons I got to find so many amazing fanfics. Pls follow her you will not regret it. Her blog is amazing and you'll find so many new fics.

the devil you know - masterlist

SOCIAL MEDIA AU || You’ve always had the talent of pissing people off, you just didn’t know that it extended to supernatural creatures, specifically the Devil himself. 

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chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen

chapter sixteen

chapter seventeen

chapter eighteen

chapter nineteen

chapter twenty

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