Enamored [33] - Playing With Fire

Fuck this is such a sad ending 😭 I was hoping that Natasha did die in this 😭

But as always really good fic. I fucking love your writing!!!

The Surrogate [pt.4]

Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: Upon your return from the Blip you find out the true cost of the war and the sacrifices that were made to bring everyone back. Warnings: 18+ only, canon death, birth, grief, breastfeeding WC: 2225 Set during and after End Game.

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Recap: Suddenly a wave of peace washed over you and the battle outside fell silent. Did that mean we won? You prayed that Bucky and Nat were safe, along with everyone else as a strange weightless feeling took over your body. Every nerve tingled oddly and you looked at your fingers as they began to crumble to dust that quickly spread across your skin. “What the fu-“

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Upstate New York, 2023

Natasha had done what she needed to and held her composure for the entirety of the weekly meeting that was held across the galaxy. Now she was ready to escape to the lonely confines of her room and lock the door in case Steve overheard her tears. He would always test the door handle when the muffled sobs escaped her pillow, some days she left it unlocked and let herself take comfort, today was not one of those days.

It was quiet as she walked through the compound, out of the business side and into the housing area. Everywhere was quieter now, she thought as she took a seat at the edge of her bed and unzipped the pocket on her chest to pull out the picture she always kept close to her heart. Her trembling fingers traced the outline of her daughter's face and she scrambled to wipe the tear that landed on the precious image.

She had tried not to let hope flutter in her chest as she listened to Tony explain the possibility of time travel but there it was, gripping her in its talons and giving her the drive to do whatever necessary to bring you and her baby back, to bring Clint’s family back, to bring everyone back. Falling back into the bed she tried to remember the feel of strong kicks beneath her hand, the smooth, silvery stretch marks on your skin that showed how much she had grown on your belly. Once again she felt like a failure for their defeat and curled up as she hugged her pillow, burying her face into the material to release the angry tears until she fell asleep.

“Nat?” Clint asked softly through the door as the handle rattled. “You ready?”

Natasha tied the braid off and took one last look in the mirror with a deep breath. This has to work. She opened the door to find Clint looking just as exhausted as she felt and took his hand with a squeeze.

“We are going to bring them home.” She had repeated the mantra so much that she almost believed it. “No matter the cost.”

He dropped his forehead to hers with a nod. “No matter the cost.”

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Soulworld

“There you are.” You smiled as you walked across the endless shallow water that reflected a sky full of stars you didn’t recognise. “Look who it is. It’s mommy.”

Nat’s arms were already reaching for the baby in yours and her chubby fists tangled in her mom's long hair the second she was close enough.

“Did we win?” You asked, wrapping them both in your arms and inhaling the sweet scent you had missed.

“Mission accomplished.” She smiled as she brushed her fingers over her baby's face as if she was trying to memorise the moment. “She’s beautiful, so, so beautiful.”

“Just like her mama.”

Her laugh turned to a sob as she pressed her lips to her baby’s forehead and handed her back to you.

“I need you to promise me something.” She asked as she leant in and sniffed the newborn smell still clinging to her baby’s hair. “You will raise her as your own.”

“What? No!” You frowned and looked around the peculiar land before focusing back on her. “No, you’re gonna raise her, just like we always planned.”

“When have our plans ever actually worked out?” She sniffed a chuckle. “I know you love her too and you will protect her with your life. Promise me, please.”

You nodded as you felt the goodbye in her voice constrict your throat but you managed to strangle an answer. “I promise, Nat, I promise.”

“Thank you.” Her sadness disappeared as she looked to the purple horizon and a real smile graced her lips. “Take care of our little girl.”

“Her name’s Natalia.” You said as a golden light exploded from the horizon and her smile widened before the light engulfed you.

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Wakanda, 2023

“-fuck?”

You watched the dust gather and knit your body together, a cloud of fog lifting from your brain as you wiggled your fingers to test the feeling in them. A petrified scream outside startled you and you pressed your back to the door, fearful that the aliens had returned to the medical wing. Blood gathered on your lip as you bit it to hide your own guttural cry of pain that was building with your contraction and your head hit the door as your back arched.

“Y/n!” Shuri’s voice came from the other side. “I need you to move so I can come in.”

You couldn’t move until your contraction ended and sweat was building on your forehead with the need to push.

“I can’t.” You whimpered. “She's coming.”

“You can and you will, now move!”

You shuffled aside as much as you could and the door opened just enough for her to slide through the gap. Her eyes darted around the room before her hands grabbed an armful of towels and gloves then dropped in front of you.

“I need you to focus on your breathing for me.” She said as she laid the towels out and lifted your dress up to check how things were going. “Oh, wow.”

“What does that mean?!”

“Sorry, she has lots of hair.” She grinned as she popped up for a moment before disappearing again. “You’re gonna wanna push as hard as you can with the next contraction.”

“Are you sure you know what you are doing?” You asked as the tightening across your abdomen signalled the beginning of a contraction.

“I know every process in the human body, created an artificial arm for your boyfriend after reprogramming his brain to break the conditioning that Hydra instilled in him.” She pointed out as you grunted. “Now push.”

A scream tore from your lips as you dug your feet into the floor and pushed with the last of your waning strength and your head was violently shaking as you cried that you couldn’t do it but Shuri’s faith never wavered as she coached you through.

“I can’t, I can’t, please.” You pleaded as the door outside crashed open and you heard Bucky calling your name.

“In here, white wolf.” Shuri answered for you as she pressed the top of your stomach to help you push. “Get your girlfriend to push.”

Bucky crashed through the door, catching it before it hit you or Shuri and slid on his knees to your side. “You’re alive, thank god, you’re still here.” He said as he pulled you between his legs and held you to his chest.

“Shhh.” Shuri hissed and narrowed her eyes at Bucky with a warning you didn’t understand. “Get ready, it’s time to bring this little wonder into the world.”

Your fingers clung to Bucky’s vibranium arm and he held you close as you whimpered into his neck at the immense pressure threatening to split you in half.

“You can do it, doll. You’re doing so well, just a little bit more.” He urged as he wiped the sweat from your brow with his free hand. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Ahhhhhh!”

You felt the release of pressure as Shuri squealed excitedly but you had no energy left to look as you sagged against Bucky’s chest, his lips smiling as they pressed to your temple.

“You did it baby.” He said as you rolled your eyes to look up at him but he was too busy looking at Shuri so you turned your attention to her too as she lifted up the freshly wrapped little girl, soft cries filling the small storeroom.

“Congratulations, y/n, did Natasha have a name chosen?”

Shuri’s words ignited a strange memory and you shook your head as images from a place you didn’t recognise filled your head and your chest tightened as she placed the tiny bundle into your arms. “Where is she? Bucky, where’s Nat?”

“I don’t know.” He admitted with a sigh. “Something happened…”

“Wha-what do you mean?” Breathing was becoming difficult as you looked into eyes that were perfectly matched to Nat’s and already felt the absence of her mom from the world. “She’s gone. Nat’s gone. I can feel it. Oh god, she’s gone.”

Your cries were echoed by the little girl in your arms and you clutched her to your chest as alarms blared and called for every able bodied fighter to gather. Thanos and his army were attacking the Avengers Compound in Esopus.

“Nat’s tough, I’m sure she’s fine.” Bucky said as looked torn between answering the call and staying with you. “I’ll bring her back to you two.”

“No, you can’t.” You said as you wiped your tears, already knowing the truth, and sat up so he could move. “Go and kill that son of a bitch.”

“I can stay.” He said, unconvinced.

“We both know that’s not you, soldier.” You said as you stole a kiss before pushing him towards the door. “Me and Natalia will be right here waiting when you get back.”

“Natalia?” He smiled at the sound and ran his hand softly over the full head of red hair.

You hissed as Shuri took your distraction to give you a shot of oxytocin in your thigh and you groaned as another contraction began. “Fuck, is there another one?”

“No.” She laughed as Bucky’s eyes went wide at your words and shook her head. “It’s just the placenta. Would you like to cut the cord, white wolf?”

She held a pair of scissors out to him and he quickly grabbed them and the thick grey cord, chopping through it with a ghost of a tear in his eyes.

“Now go.” She shooed him from the room. “Let’s get you into a recovery bed.”

You emerged from the room and found the glass window that had been shattered was repaired and the furniture changed from how it was hours earlier.

“What happened…how has this been fixed already?”

“Let’s get you on the bed first, then we will catch you up.” Dr N’Yana said as she walked in with grey hairs streaking her previously black hair. “Thanos won the war of 2018 and wiped out half the population like he said he would.”

“No, Natasha said we won.” You shook your head.

“We did. They brought you all back here today, billions of people suddenly reappeared after 5 years.”

“F-five years?” You gasped as you looked to Shuri for the truth and she nodded, clicking the black ball on her bracelet and a world clock appearing with dates all showing 2023.

“I have to go.” She said, placing the ball back on her bracelet and grabbing her vambrace blasters. “If Thanos wants another war, that is what he will get.”

She took off running as Dr N’Yana pressed a calming hand to your shoulder. “You need to rest, there’s no fighting for you.”

“My family needs me.” You argued despite the fact you didn’t even have the energy to get past the ageing doctor.

“Your daughter needs you more.”

Remember your promise.

You nodded sullenly to Nat’s voice that filled your head and curled up with your daughter safely cradled in your arms. “I’ll protect you with my life.”

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6 Months Later, Ohio

The sun broke through the thick canopy of leaves like golden spears of light and the spring breeze left a hint of jasmine in the air. It was peaceful here, somewhere she could truly rest after all the long years she spent fighting. You could sit in the clearing all day listening to the birds singing but your days of rest were gone and now it was your turn to fight. You had a daughter to raise in a world that had been thrust into chaos and anger but you vowed to make it safe for her.

“Ouch.” Bucky groaned as Natalia pulled his long hair. “Daddy’s going to need a haircut before you rip it all out.”

You smiled as you looked up from where you sat beside Natasha’s headstone and watched Bucky walking along the pathway with your daughter in his arms. You weren’t quite sure how you would have survived without him, the long sleepless nights with your newborn, the even longer nights spent crying over her mother. He had been your pillar of strength even though he was working through his own losses with Steve gone.

“I think someone’s hungry.” He greeted you with a kiss as he sat down on the grass and let Natalia reach out for you to breastfeed, latching on quickly as you stared at the plain headstone that didn’t do her justice. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

“She deserved so much more.” You sighed and leant into his side. “She should’ve been here to watch Natalia grow. It’s just so fucking unfair.”

“We’ve fought aliens with the help of sorcerers and gods.” He said as he draped his arm over your shoulder and shuffled closer. “You sort of have to believe that she’s not completely gone, that she's out there watching over everyone.”

As if to prove his point a breeze whipped through the small cemetery, shifting the branches above you and letting a blinding ray of light bath you in her glow. Tipping your head back, you let the light warm your soul and dry the tears that rolled down your face.

Your momma will always be watching over us.

I m genuinely in love with anyshit that involves mafia bucky

Went to start writing part 3 of 2M,1B (Two Minds, One Body) but got caught up making mafia!bucky moodboards and aesthetics...

Safe Place

Summary: You are Bucky’s safe place. Well your boobs are. 

Warnings: fluff, so much fluff, mention of boobs

Word count: 317 short but sweet

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

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It all started on a sunny Tuesday. You and Bucky were currently laying on the sofa in the common room of the tower, Bucky was laying between your legs, his hips were on yours pining you down so you couldn’t move, not that you want too anyway. 

It was a bad day today. You knew it was because he was like a lost puppy dog following you around all day begging for his safe place.

And that’s how you ended up pinned under a super soldier, with his face gently nestled in between your boobs while you were reading your book. A comforting silence washed over you both, making Bucky sigh with calmness. His hands trying to go around you so he could be closer, so you arched your back slightly to help him and relaxed when he connected his arms.

You heard a muffled “thank you” causing you to giggle slightly at the vibrations in your chest.

“You’re most welcome bubba.” You whispered, kissing the top of his head as to not disturb the peaceful silence between you both.

It was a little over an hour when your silence was interrupted by the ding of the elevator, causing you to look up from your book to see Sam walking out with his head in his phone.

“Hey.” He greeted, doing a double take. “What is he doing?”

“Hi, Sam.” You greeted back, smiling at him, and then going back to your book. “It’s not a good day today.”

Sam nodded understandingly, hearing a muffled “piss off pigeon” causing him to shake his head as you giggled again from the vibrations.

“Feel better soon, Tin Man.” Sam called before walking away, making Bucky growl into your chest.

“Hey. Less of that.” You scolded playful as he whined, snuggling into your boobs more and sighing happily.

He wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

You are Bucky’s safe place.

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Please don’t overwork yourself !!

I’m gonna confess something I never watched past saison 2 of peaky blinders but I know everything that happens

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Blessing you with these two fine ass men because I haven’t been able to interact with you today and I missed you 🥺❤️

I miss you too!!! Work is kicking my ass today and I haven’t had a second to write anything 😢

I’m just going to spend my break drooling over these handsome men 🤤🤤🤤 ahhhh I need to watch season 6 so I can remember how sexy Tommy is!

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The fact that I am reading this and smiling like a moron while being in my victimologie class. 😭

Enamored 39 - Sneak Peek 2

“I will embroider something else on it,” you insisted and he raised his brows.

“Do you promise to give it back?”

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God knows how every time I read this fic im full of excitement and when a finish a part I’m so sad 😭

Enamored [37] - Engagement Ball

A.N: Thank you so much for your wonderful feedback my loves, you’re amazing!❤ I hope you’ll like this chapter as well, and please let me know what you think, thank you! ❤ And as always, thank you @theskytraveler for helping me with the chapter and the story❤

Summary: Gifts come with special moments.

Warnings: Regency era society and social rules, mentions of sex, kissing, mentions of death.

Word Count: 6700

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You had always been good at planning events.

It was one of your favorite things in the world after all. You had only been in a position to help the actual hostess back at home and in here so far, but now that it was your engagement ball and your wedding, you were to be the hostess and you were having the time of your life so far.

Well—

With the exception of a small, very insignificant issue.

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Heeey babeee !! I wanted to ask something but only if you are comfortable writing about it

Bucky with Muslim reader and like him kinda learning about it because you know the 40’s and like maybe him being confused at first and like with time he learns about it and start doing things for the reader to make it easy on her

(Idk if this ask makes sens I’m kinda scared to send it because when I ask for Muslim reader people just ignore me )

Since it’s almost Ramadan I have based it around this ❤️ Thank you for entrusting me with this, I hope you enjoy it xx No warnings just sweet Bucky and fluffiness!

Ramadan with Bucky

The kitchen was busier than usual, then again most days were busier than usual with half the population suddenly reappearing. There were twice as many hungry mouths to feed and yet the volunteer numbers had dropped off to take care of their own families who had returned. Not one to complain, you worked twice as fast to dish up plates of food for the people desperate for what could possibly be the only meal they had that day.

“Heads up, your boyfriend’s here.” Your friend nudged you as she nodded her head to the door.

You looked up and smiled as Bucky made his way through the crowd, a few of the veterans stopping him to shake hands until he reached the table you were set up at. He pulled on a pair of gloves and squeezed through the other volunteers, asking to swap places until he was next to you and in charge of putting a bread roll on each plate that went by. You hadn’t been sure he would actually come when you first invited him but a year later he was still there every week, albeit when hero duty called.

The day Bucky moved into the building you had been living in was the day everything changed for you. His company seemed to make everything better no matter how rough your day was, even before you got to talking just a smile across the hall could make all the difference. It had taken him weeks to summon the courage and talk to you until one day when you both arrived at the building door at the same time.

“I hope it’s not too forward of me but do you want to go to lunch?” He asked nervously. “With me, um, obviously.”

You had chuckled as he tipped his head back and whispered ‘seriously, Bucky” to himself before you shook your head. “I would love to but I can’t right now, it’s Ramadan.”

His eyebrows pinched together at the unfamiliar word and he fidgeted with his house keys. “Uh, yeah it’s no worries. I get it.”

“You have no idea, do you?”

He shook his head with a shy smile. “I have no idea, but I would love to hear you tell me about it.”

That was a year ago and Bucky had come so far.

“Ramadan mubarak.”

His greeting warmed your heart and you felt your neck heating up under your hijab as you returned the greeting. “Has Sam been giving you lessons?”

“He tried but apparently I’m not very good at listening to him. At least that's what I think he said.”

His lopsided grin left you disarmed and it wasn’t until your friend nudged you that you remembered what you were doing and handed another plate of food over with an apology.

“I was thinking, you should invite your family over for iftar.” You nearly dropped the plate you were holding at his suggestion. “It’s closer to the mosque from our place anyway.”

“Are you sure?” You asked between handing over plates. “I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

“I’m sure, doll. It’s your religion, a part of who you are. Plus, I think it’s time I met your family. Unless you don’t want me to.”

“Of course I do.” You assured him with a smile. “I’d really like that.”

You were exhausted as you walked up the many flights of steps to your apartment, the first week of fasting leaving you tired at the end of the day. Thankfully Bucky was with you, carrying your bags and promising you that you were almost at the top as he helped you with his arm around your back. He took your keys and unlocked the door, getting you settled on the couch while he hung your bag behind the door.

“Get some rest, doll.” Bucky said as he pressed his lips to your forehead. “I’ll see you later.”

He draped the blanket from the back of your couch over your body as you nestled into the cushions to have a rest before it was time for iftar. You could still remember his confusion last year when you had explained Ramadan. He had grown up during the Great Depression and found it difficult to understand why you would fast when he had first hand felt the hunger pains of a home empty of food. After listening to your explanation and asking a few questions of his own, he had understood and wanted to help make the month long celebration easier for you.

“I forgot to say,” Bucky’s voice startled you as the door opened and you hadn’t expected him to come back to your apartment until sunset so you had removed your hijab, “I went to the market earlier. Oh, sorry!”

He spun around, facing his own apartment door as you pulled the blanket over your head to protect your modesty with a squeak and you repinned the material in place, checking your hair was all tucked away before lowering the blanket.

“I should have knocked, shit, I’m sorry.” He dropped his head.

“It was an accident.” You gave him a small smile so he would relax a bit and nodded to the bag in his hand as you stood up. “What’s that?”

“Oh, yeah I went to the market and got you some fresh dates.” He said holding it up. “I figure like most things they have to be better when they are fresh.”

“Thank you, Bucky.” You said as your voice threatened to break at the sweet thought. “I invited my parents over tonight, I hope you don’t mind, they sounded really excited. My father wanted to know if you would come with us to the mosque after dinner.”

“I don’t think I would be welcome in any holy place.” His lips pulled into a sad smile. “The things I did as the Winter Soldier…”

“If any one does evil or wrongs his own soul but afterwards seeks God’s forgiveness, he will find God Oft-forgiving, Most Merciful.” You recited as you took his metal hand in his. “You are welcome but only come if you are comfortable. There are lots of people who come and observe during Ramadan, you wouldn’t be alone.”

“Wouldn’t I be with you?” He frowned, he always walked you there and waited outside but what went on inside the mosque was still something of a mystery to him.

“Women have a separate space for prayer.”

“So you father was-”

“Wanting to spend time with you.” You grinned. “That’s a good thing.”

“Ok.” He nodded, his back straightening as his resolve set in. “I can do this, it’ll be good.”

“You’ve got this.” You said with a squeeze to his hand. “I’m sure you’ve met plenty of women's parents in your 107 years.”

“Never, actually.” He laughed as he pulled you into a hug. “In my day we only met parents if we were serious or thinking about proposing.”

“I’m glad you think this is serious.”

“I’ve never been so serious in my life.” He admitted softly. “Imagine if Steve could see me now. He would love you, but probably think you are too kind for my surliness.”

“You’re not surly, ok, not so much anymore.” You said as you stifled a yawn.

“Get some rest, I won’t distract you anymore.” He said as he released you from the hug.

“I’ll see you later, right?” You asked as he opened your door. “When mom and dad get here?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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