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rosezure · 6 years

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Captain Babysitter

A/N: A lovely anon requested: “Hiiii, I’m so happy you’re back! omg <3 when you have time, can you write something with # 44, 45 and 53 from the prompt list with Steve? I think that’d be fin haha Thank you!”.

Thank you for your sweet words Nonny, I’m happy to be back, too. I, of course, happily obliged and here is the result! Hope you like it. Italics are flashbacks.

#44: “She’s 6, how can she scare you?”

#45: “Step aside and watch a pro.”

#53: “You hear that? That’s the sound of my awesomeness.”

Pairing: Steve x Reader, including a very special guest from another one of my fics (that does not exist anymore)!

Warnings: Children,- no, really, they can be evil little things, I swear!- light swearing, blood. If I forgot anything, just warn me!

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Steve Rogers was a lot of things. He was kind. Caring. Charming. Sometimes shy. Stubborn as hell. But what he was most known for was being Captain America. Because of that, he had a vast skill set. From martial arts and gymnastics to strategy and a quick mind. But none of those skills seemed to matter now that he was facing his biggest and most challenging mission yet:

Babysitting Nichole Ellie Barnes.

Bucky had been sent on a mission across the world and wouldn’t come back until the end of the week, meaning he had to take care of his somewhat-niece.

He remembered the conversation he had had with his best friend just before the team left for the mission.

“It’ll only be for a few days,” Bucky promised, adjusting the straps of his duffle bag on his metal shoulder.

“Bucky, I’m not sure I’m exactly qualified to take care of a child,” Steve gulped as quietly as he could, trying not to let on how much the idea of taking care of a kid scared him.

But, unfortunately, Bucky noticed his obvious state of fear and chuckled heartily.

“Oh my- You’re scared of her!” He accused between peals of laughter, “She’s 6, how can she scare you?”

Steve huffed and crossed his arms across his chest, “I’m not scared!” He protested feebily.

“Sure, whatever you say, punk,” Bucky smirked teasingly, causing Steve to glare at him, “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll know exactly what to do,” He reassured his blonde friend.

But Steve had no idea what he was doing. Bucky made it look so easy to feed, bathe, clothe and put Nichole to sleep, but in reality it was much harder. For one, she liked to play hide and seek before baths. And she refused to comply unless Steve managed to find her three times in a row.

Other than that, Nichole found it quite amusing to throw her mashed potatos at Steve when he wasn’t looking, managing to distract him long enough for her to slip down the baby seat and rush off to her secret candy supply- curtesy of Wanda and Vision.

His teammates either didn’t see his struggle or simply ignored it because no one ever offered to help in the first three days of his so-called-mission. That is until Y/N returned from their mission.

“What’s got you so gloomy, Cap?” They asked, walking into the main living room after having taken a shower. Steve looked up, his eyes tired and a sad pout on his lips.

“I lost Nichole,” He slumped his shoulders in defeat.

“What do you mean you lost her?” Y/N furrowed their brows.

“It’s bath time,” The blonde began, “And she likes to play hide and seek. She’ll only let me wash her if I find her three times in a row,” He rubbed his face with both hands, sliding down the couch he was sitting on.

“Amateur,” Y/N teased, smirking slightly.

“Oh, like you could do any better!” Steve retorted snappily. Y/N simply rolled their eyes and scoffed.

“Step aside and watch a pro,” Y/N left Steve alone in the living room after that, making him start to wonder if he had really pissed them off.

Not even five minutes later, they returned with a giggling Nichole in their arms.

Steve’s jaw dropped, “How- Where- What?” He tripped over his words, forgetting momentarily how to speak as he watched Y/N place her down completely baffled.

“Told ya I was a pro,” Y/N winked, crouching next to Nichole and whispering in her ear. The little girl nodded enthusiastically and ran over to Steve, grasping his large hand in her own tiny ones.

“Let’s go, Uncle Steve” She tried to make him move from his spot, “Y/N promised to make spaghetti if I took a bath!” She squealed in delight when he stood up and let her guide him to her bedroom.

Two days later, he was having trouble with the little devil herself yet again. This time, she refused to go to bed, being much too hyperactive after Sam gave her a full bag of gummy bears to munch on. To say Steve was frustrated was an understatement.

“Nichole, please,” He begged, pinching the bridge of his nose to try and control his anger, “Please calm down and put on your pajamas. It’s past your bed time,” He tried to reason with the 6-year-old. But she wasn’t having it.

“Negative, Captain!” Nichole yelled, jumping on her bed, “Bucky Bear needs to be saved and I’m the only one who can defeat the Hydra army!” She threw a kick in the air, preteding to defend the stuffed bear that sat on her pillows.

“I get that, Nichole, I really do,” Steve attempted to hold her still, “But you have to go to bed now,” He failed when she easily ducked under his arms and bounced to the other side of her giant bed.

“NEVER!” Nichole then lets out the most manical laugh she could muster. Despite himself, Steve felt anger bubbling up in him.

“What’s all the noise about?” Y/N’s head poked inside the young girl’s bedroom. They had been walking to their room when they heard the commotion coming from behind Nichole’s door.

“I’m trying to save Bucky Bear from the evil Hydra goons but uncle Steve won’t let me!” Nichole pouted, pointing an accusing finger towards the tall blonde. Y/N’s eyebrows shot up in amusement.

“Is that so?” They inquired. Nichole nodded her head in confirmation and crossed her arms indignantly.

“Well, that won’t do!” Y/N exclaimed in fake concern, “Steve, why can’t Nichole save Bucky Bear from the evil Hydra goons?” They winked at the Captain, hinting him to play along.

“Because if she doesn’t go to sleep she won’t be awake enough to save Bucky Bear?” Steve tried to keep up with Y/N’s strategy. Nichole’s eyes widened in realization.

“You’re right!” She gasped, quickly scrambling off the bed and into Y/N’s awaiting arms. They easily picked the girl up and placed her on their hip.

“So,” Y/N smiled down at the curly brunette in their arms, “How about we put those pajamas on now?” They suggested. Nichole placed a finger on her chin pondering on the offer.

“Okay,” Y/N and Steve beamed, “But you have to read me two bedtime stories!” Nichole bargained, offering her hand for them to shake.

“Deal,” Y/N shook her tiny hand and lowered her to the ground.

Ten minutes later, Nichole was in her pajamas under the covers of her bed, clutching the stuffed bear closer to her. Y/N was recounting one of their latest missions, excluding the gory details of course. Steve watched from the door frame, a smile on his lips.

“And that’s how I defeated the bad guys,” Y/N finished, smirkin in triumph as they saw that Nichole had already drifted off to dreamland. They placed a soft kiss on her forehead and stood up from their spot on the bed, walking over to where Steve stood.

“You hear that?” Y/N whispered to Steve, “That’s the sound of my awesomeness,” They smirked victoriously, earning them an eye-roll from Steve.

“Don’t get too cocky,”

A/N: And voila! Finished! Hope you liked it!

#marvel avengers #marvel fanfiction #avengers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers oneshot #steve rogers fic #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers angst

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angelicspaceprince · 7 years

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Mobile Masterlist

Oneshots:

Reader Inserts:

Doctor Who:

The Doctor:

The Doctor’s Lines - You have been married to the Doctor for centuries and the one thing that he didn’t seem to want to give up was his cheesy, cringe-worthy pick up lines. 9-12/TimeLady/Lord!Reader (Gender Neutral Reader) - WARNINGS: Fluff, minor mention of depression, cheesiness.

Lines - After convincing you to return to the TARDIS with him, the Doctor is concerned you won’t love him anymore because of his age, or worse, you won’t find him attractive anymore – you set to prove him wrong. 12th Doctor/TimeLady/Lord!Reader (Gender Neutral Reader) - WARNINGS: Little bit of self-pity on the Doctor’s behalf, also he don’t like the way he looks, my poor baby. Attempts at fluff

Maze Runner:

Newt:

Climb - Imagine being the first girl in the Glade and running all the way into the Maze when you get out of the Box. - WARNINGS: Nil.

Supernatural:

Balthazar:

Look-a-Likes and Possessive Angels - When your boyfriend starts getting recognised in a restaurant for a look-a-like chef, and you begin to rave about his food, he slowly becomes more and more frustrated with his choice of restaurant.

Bobby:

Yomu - Imagine Bobby reading English fairytales and stories to your children in Japanese

Castiel:

Harder Than It Looks - Sam and Dean arguing over the name of your and Cas’ child

Chuck:

Not A Defect - Tattoo Soul-Mate AU, Chuck has spent most of his adult life believing he was a Defect, born without a mate. It’s funny how a simple collision in the streets can change everything you once believed.

Change - Squeal to this, Chuck enquires as to why your Marks changed when you were teenagers.

Crowley:

Art - Crowley finds out you self-harm and you decide to get a tattoo to hide the scars - WARNINGS: Mentions of self-harm and suicide attempts, scars, tattooing over scars, some innuendo and possessive smut. Strictly 18+

Guardian No-So-Angel - Imagine Crowley offering to be your Guardian Demon (click for original prompt)

Replay - Imagine Crowley trying to convince you not to take your own life- WARNINGS: Mentions of suicide, a suicide attempt, self hate and depression.

Gabriel:

Sweet - Imagine Gabriel calling you “the sweetest thing he’s ever had” during oral sex.

Lucifer:

Beautiful - Imagine being Nick’s girlfriend and finally agreeing to stay the night and waking up the next day next to Lucifer who tells you you’d be perfect for his mate and binds you to him. (click for original prompt) - WARNINGS: NSFW content (smut).

Broken - Imagine grooming an archangels wings - WARNINGS: Implied smut - Notes: Requested by this anon and sequel to this fic.

Pairing:

Marvel:

Bruce Banner/OC

Nightmares - OC, Jo, tries to calm her husband after a PTSD attack. - WARNINGS: PTSD.

Thor/Loki (Thorki):

Now And Forever - Thor tries to convince Loki that he does, indeed, have a heart. - WARNINGS: Nil.

There Are Two ‘I’s In ‘I Do What I Want’ - Loki gets bored and mischievous, and he always gets such a delicious reaction from his big brother - WARNINGS: Nil.

Character Profile Fics:

Supernatural:

Crowley:

Burnt - Ever since his Fall, Crowley has only ever one thing. To be let back in. - WARNINGS: NIL.

Gabriel:

Trickster - Mopping floors and polishing windows left Gabriel a lot of time to think about his life before….this. - WARNINGS: Nil.

Marvel:

Loki:

We Will Never Part - Loki ponders how hard it is to see his youngest child. - WARNINGS: Nil.

Series:

Supernatural:

Crowley:

Twelve Days of Christmas

Day 1 - Fighting (Part 1) - You and Crowley get into a heated argument about who is going to family lunch on Christmas Day - WARNINGS: Mild lemoniness (language, removal of clothes, sexual suggestion) 18+ just to be safe

Day 1 - Fighting (Part II) - Bonus Round I: Request - Can you please do a part two to your Christmas Crowley fic? Right were you left off?WARNINGS: NSFW, basically smut with a little bit of possessive!Crowley thrown in. Strictly 18+

Day 2 - Confirming Time and Place - Crowley helps you through a stressful conversation with your mother - WARNINGS: Mild lemoniness (groping, sexual touching, removal of clothes, implied sex) 18+ just to be safe

Day 3 - Shopping - Maybe, in hindsight, asking Crowley to help you Christmas shopping wasn’t such a wise idea - WARNINGS NIL. General Audience.

Day 4 - Decorating, Singing, Movies - Crowley watches your all-time favourite Christmas movie and you both agree no Christmas gifts this year - WARNINGS: NIL. General Audience.

Day 5 - Parcels - You discover a problem and Crowley offers a solution. WARNINGS: Sexual content (i.e. grinding, making out, language) but no smut. 18+ to be safe

Day 6 - Cultural Exchange - You try to calm Crowley down after an incident at the train station and it ends up being a conversation about interesting Christmas beliefs and traditions - WARNINGS: - Sexual suggestion, attempts for sexual situation, PG 13+ to be safe

Day 7 - TV Specials - You and Crowley make a bet to see if he would enjoy one of your all time favourite TV shows WARNINGS: - NIL. General Audience.

Day 8 - Card Writing - Crowley keeps his end of the deal while you struggle to write messages in the matching Christmas cards.WARNINGS: - NIL. General Audience.

Day 9 - Snow - Crowley has to leave you due to a work call as it snows around you, leading you to think about how you met. WARNINGS: - NIL. General Audience.

Day 10 - Hot Chocolate and Cuddles - Power goes out and Crowley helps you through some underlying guilt. WARNINGS: - NIL. General Audience.

Day 11 - Cooking - An injury leads to a high!reader and a caring!Crowley. WARNINGS: - Negative Self-Image brought on by relatives, mentioned suicide attempts, dysfunctional family, PG13+ to be safe.

Day 12 - Christmas Eve (Part I) - A plea for Crowley not to go to Christmas Lunch leads to a suspicious Crowley. WARNINGS: - NIL.

Day 12 - Christmas Day (Part II) - Crowley attends your Christmas Lunch, causing secrets to be heard, and spends the rest of the evening assuring you that you are beautiful and worth it. WARNINGS: - NSFW content (AKA smut!), triggers for depression, self-mutilation/harm, suicide attempts and low self-esteem and negative opinions of yourself voiced by family members.

Day 13 - Dinner At Bobby’s - A late Christmas Dinner at Bobby’s leads to Crowley seeking a reward. WARNINGS: - NSFW content

Heart Series:

Heartbreak - Imagine being Crowley’s wife from day one of him being a hellhound trainer, through his crossroad demon days, but only for him to leave you in a rather cruel way when he becomes King in order to protect you, but he misses you so much he begs you to come back a year after you left.

Heartless - Kevin’s dead, Dean’s a demon and Crowley is desperate to get you back. After a rather frightening message from Dean, you leave to spend the night at a local bar where a flattering gentleman manages to make Crowley jealous leads to a steamy night with some consequences afterwards. - Warnings: Contains smut, strictly 18+

#mobile masterlist #fanfiction #doctor who #supernatural #maze runner #series #oneshots

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jezzula · 7 years

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New Girl

A Bucky x Reader One Shot

Anon Request: HEY could I request a Bucky x fem reader where the reader is new and super shy and as a joke Steve and Tony make Bucky give her a tour around the tower only because they know he’s obnoxious and the reader is super innocent and shy. Could you make it super fluffy and stuff? Thanks <3

TW: Angst and Fluff also it’s long as hell? WC: 2300 Jesus

A/N: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ANON FRIEND. Feedback and reblogs appreciated :) Gif not mine friendos

“Y/N, welcome to the Avenger’s Compound.”

“Formerly known as Stark Tower New York.”

“Yeah, she knows, Tony.”

Of course you knew. You could see the former scaffolding and where the giant letters spelling out STARK used to sit on the building. That was why you were here after all wasn’t it? Your special “gift”. Seeing through things. Is there even a word for that? Who knows. All you knew, was that you had been found first by the US government, taken advantage of and used by them during the alien invasion, your intel being fed straight to the Avengers as they fought the influx of attackers. That’s how you came to know all of them and their powers. The government goons let some things slip.

A while after, Tony and Bruce had begun to wonder where that intel had come from. None of their equipment had had any effect on the aliens, nothing had been able to give them any insight on how to defeat them. And let’s face it, compared to the Avengers, the United States government is incompetent at best so how could they have possibly known what to do? Truth was, they had no idea. But they had you. And with a little dealing and convincing and blackmailing, you were effectively “traded” from team Government to the Avengers.

That’s how you got here today. The deal was done, the trade complete, and you were bringing all of your things to get settled into the Avenger’s compounds, escorted by none other than Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. They bickered like school children but you could see through that and you knew how much they cared about one another. You could see through anything after all, though you usually didn’t comment.

Your shyness started when your powers showed up. As soon as you could see through other people’s bullshit, you started calling them out on it. Any lie was revealed, any hidden meanings unearthed, as long as you were close enough to see it. And the more you started calling people out, the more you were called a freak, and a little spy, and a know-it-all. The insults only got worse, and eventually you stopped talking altogether, afraid that you would say the wrong thing and everyone would hate you again. This made you move around a lot, always being the “New Girl”. You kept your head down, followed orders, answered questions that were asked, and never voiced your opinions or outed the secret musings of others.

“So, what do you think Y/N?” Steve looks at you with a small smile, his head tilted to the side.

He actually wants to hear what I think of the place. That’s new. Shit, what do I think of the place?

“It’s very nice,” you reply, keeping your head down.

“Better than that prison they were keeping you in at the capitol?” Tony smirks, looking over at Steve.

The ego on this one, my god. He’s so desperate for approval.... Poor old man.

“Definitely,” you smile, looking up at him.

He grins at your response and calls out to FRIDAY, “Hey, call everyone to the kitchen, we’ve got a new family member to introduce.”

He thinks I’m part of his family now. He… he really cares about me. Steve too. They want me safe… happy… how peculiar a concept.

Everyone in the Pentagon just wanted to make sure you were satisfied with your standard of living enough to keep working for them. No one actually cared if you were ok, or happy. But Steve and Tony did. You could only hope the others would as well.

By the time you, Steve, and Tony made it to the kitchen, the other Avengers had arrived as well. They went around and introduced themselves, each in their own way.

“Sam Wilson aka Falcon aka Captain America’s left hand man” accompanied by a firm handshake.

“Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow,” a nod from the corner, a hand on her hip, “Welcome home.”

“Dr. Bruce Banner. If you ever need anything don’t hesitate to ask ok?” The kind words were accompanied by a kind smile.

They are all genuinely glad I’m here.... They don’t even know me!

“We know you’re one of us now. That’s all we need to know.” Wanda smiles at you from next to Clint. You begin to feel more at peace here in this new home of yours. Everyone is here and they’re all so-

“Wait, where’s Bucky?” Steve begins taking a headcount, unable to spot his friend in the melee of bodies.

“I’m right here punk. Nice of you guys to let me know we had a new recruit,” he drawls, crossing his arms over his massive chest. He spots your unfamiliar face in the crowd and strolls over to you. “Welcome to the tower dollface, I’m Bucky.”

You retreat a step from him, his forwardness making you uneasy. Everyone else had kept their distance, and if they had come close it was for a quick hug and then they backed off, sensing your unease. But Bucky apparently didn’t notice. You wrap your arms around yourself and give him a nod in acknowledgement, looking down.

“What’s the matter kid, can’t you talk?”

“Of course she can talk Barnes she just doesn’t want to talk to your ugly mug.”

“Shut it fly-boy, or I’ll snap a wing.”

You give a small smile at this. They’re like brothers. I’ll have to get used to all the bickering in this place.

You missed it, but Tony got a little smirk on his face and turned to Steve, “Hey Cap, why don’t we have Robo-boy here show Y/N around the place?”

You narrowed your eyes at Tony, sensing an ulterior motive. What are you doing Old Man? But Tony was good at hiding his true intentions, even from you. Steve looks over at Bucky, eyebrow raised.

Bucky looks at you with a wide grin and shiny mischievous eyes, “Sure thing! Come with me kid,” he says extending and wrapping an arm around you and leading you out of the room.

You grow increasingly uncomfortable with him having his massive (and muscled) arm draped over your shoulders, but make no move to get it off, afraid you’ll upset him. He leads you through the tower, showing you the common living space, training room and finally the dorms. He doesn’t shut up for even a moment and you begin tuning him out and instead try to figure out why he feels such a need to fill space with the sound of his voice.

“So these are everyone’s rooms here. They’re all labeled as you can see, so pick any open room. Do you have a bag to put in one? Any luggage? I probably should’ve asked you sooner. Damn you don’t talk much do you? Haven’t said a word the whole time doll, I don’t know what’s the matter-”

“Why are you afraid of silence?” You finally cut him off, stunning him. He takes a step back from you.

“What are you talking about?” He tries to laugh, brush it off. You refuse to move until he answers. “Aw come on kid, I ain’t afraid of silence. But you weren’t talking so I thought I might… you know…”

You’re now crossing your arms and shaking your head at him. Your voice is soft from lack of use, but surprisingly, not raspy. “People don’t talk that much for no reason soldier. I can see right through you. I want see through your walls as easily as I can see through the walls of this tower. I see Nat smearing something on Clint’s face in the kitchen back there, and Bruce and Steve shaking their heads like exasperated fathers with unruly children. I see the pain that you’re in and how much you try to hide it. I see through you Winter Soldier, into you. You fear the silence because in silence you are alone with your thoughts. You are afraid of your own mind. You fear-”

“SHUT UP!! JUST SHUT UP DAMMIT! IF YOU KNOW WHY I TALK SO MUCH THEN WHY DID YOU BOTHER ASKING” He explodes on you. Gripping his hair by the roots. You can see that he’s trying not to cry.

Perfect vision. Your eternal curse. This is why you don’t talk on your own. Your face falls. You make no effort to fix it. You bow your head, clasping your hands in front of you.

“I’m sorry….” you begin. “I should’ve kept quiet. You would think I might’ve learned my lesson after all these years. No one wants to be seen as they are. Better to just close my eyes…. And my mouth.”

You walk away, and return to the kitchen, where the others are preparing your welcome meal, leaving Bucky standing in the hallway, quiet, for the first time in a long time.

No one thinks much of your silence upon your return, Steve and Tony having explained some of your history to the others. They ask of Bucky and you tell them he needed something from his room and that he should be there soon.

The rest of the night passes uneventfully. When Bucky returns, it’s as if nothing transpired between the two of you. He laughs and talks and never shuts up just as before. You scoff internally, seeing through the facade. You see through everyone’s facade. But you leave them in peace. At least they aren’t obnoxious in trying to cover it up. They’re good people, harmless to you here.

It grows late as you sit around the table with your new family, listening to their stories and how they interacted with each other. They asked you some questions, to which you gave short answers and anecdotes.

They all like me. They trust me. Except Barnes, but of course he hates me, I outed him.

As the night went on eventually people started going off to bed, claiming early training sessions and the like. You were one of the first with small “Thank you” being your final words. You went to the room you had selected for yourself, next to Bruce and across from Wanda and laid on the bed, trying to sleep. You had changed into pajamas, and done everything you could to make yourself as comfortable as possible, but sleep evaded you. With your all seeing eyes, you scanned the building and found the balcony. After being trapped in the pentagon for so long, you desired some openness and decided that that was the place to find it.

After the elevator ride you found yourself sitting in a chair on the balcony with your eyes closed. Not seeing anything for once. Just feeling the cool night air and hearing the New York traffic and tasting the salt of the Atlantic though you were deep in the city, smelling the exhaust from all the machines. Reveling in all your other senses, so often overpowered by your Sight.

“Couldn’t sleep dollface?” A deep, raspy voice interrupts your meditation. You sit up and turn to look at Bucky.

“Have you claimed this balcony as your own?”

He gives you a smirk, “Not at all, but I do use it from time to time.”

You’re feeling bold tonight, especially after what happened earlier, “For what, pray tell?”

He dips his head and looks up at you through dark lashes. “It’s quiet up here,” he whispers. “Can I sit?”

You nod, eyebrows raised at his answer. Your eyes follow him as he makes his way over to the chair next to you. You see that he’s nervous, vulnerable. He’s come to apologize you think, almost smugly.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for losing it on you earlier.”

“I know”

“Yeah I know you know ok and I know that you know everything else I’m about to say, or you can at least predict it because you can see through me or whatever,” he uses air quotes to emphasize, and you sense his discomfort at being so exposed.

He’s not used to this. No one cared with Hydra… Like no one cared for me at the Pentagon…

“But let me get through this. Steve and Tony told us what you went through. Being ostracized since you were little, minimal social experience, basically forced to work in the Pentagon… I just wanted to say I get it. I know what it’s like to be alone. And I’m sorry I yelled at you to shut up earlier. I wouldn’t have said that if I had known why you were so quiet. Nor would I have made comments about you being quiet. I just… I’m sorry ok Y/N? Do you think you can forgive me?”

Aw… he actually feels bad. He thinks he’s turning into a monster again. Oh God how he hates himself. And he talks to fill silence because he needs to keep others talking about other things so they won’t talk about him…

“They love you you know. All of them. Even Tony. They have all forgiven you, and they love you. I saw it.”

He looks at you, eyes brimming with tears, “They do?”

“Yes James,” You reach out a hand to clasp his. “I saw it. They love you. They want to help you. They want you to be ok. You can be ok with them.”

“You can too you know. They like you a lot. Though I’m sure you saw that already.” His eyes crinkle as he laughs.

You return the chuckle, “Yes I saw that. It’s weird to see how much they do care for me already, as new as I am.”

“Can you blame them Y/N? You’re pretty cool. I like you New Girl. I think you’re growing on me.”

“Thanks,” you whisper softly, closing your eyes again, relishing in the comfortable silence that rests between you and Bucky.

You give him the first full smile that anyone has seen from you in years. And for the first time in your life, you don’t mind being the New Girl.

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