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I'm Lexi and I like writing. I also like Supernatural, The Avengers, The 100, and a million other things💖So I decided to write some things for them😊 feel free to send in requests 😊

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Hey Y’all!

I’m so sorry I haven’t written in like MONTHS. My summer morning class will be ending soon so I’ll have a little extra time to type up all that I’ve written in these months that I’ve been MIA. I’ve also hit a horrible patch or writers block where I know what I want to happen, I just don’t know how to get there! But I’ll have more for you to ready soon!

[cndrow]

one of my favourite things about fanfiction is I can almost always find some way to contact the author, the actual human being who sat down and wrote this collection of words that I love so much and scream at them

and usually they scream back and it’s a wonderful exchange of happy

you just can’t do that with published authors. You can scream, but you’re screaming into a Lovecraftian void and they almost never have the chance to scream back

I love fanfic authors so much. thanks for letting me scream at you about things we mutually love

[pollydoodles]

I like being screamed at. And I’ll always scream right back.

[tinysidestrashcaptain]

I live for the people who scream at me. I would die for them.

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

people who scream at me are my favorite.

[raendown]

Screaming makes me write faster.

[papi-chulo-bucky]

Its Always The Quiet Ones

Its Always The Quiet Ones: Bucky discovers something that you and he have in common and that the little innocent Y/N might not be as innocent as everyone thinks. (Based off of this post.) 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Very rough sex // Dirty talking // Choking kink // Graphic details of sex (M/F) // If you’re uncomfy with any of these, keep scrolling // 18+ Extremely NSFW //

Keep reading

[papi-chulo-bucky]

(Okay, I’ve been thinking about this for some time.)

Imagine you’re training with the entire team and Steve pairs you with Bucky. You start off sparring, but things quickly get heated between you two. You’re winning the match, then suddenly he slams you onto the mat hard and places his hand around your throat. But little does he know, you’re a very, very kinky girl and this happens. 

And Bucky, being the wholesome, pure soul he is, just backs off completely, staring at you with wide eyes. He’s so put off, that he asks Steve if he can switch partners and Steve reluctantly agrees, not before giving you both confused looks. You end up sparring with Natasha instead, which confuses you, but you let it happen. The entire time you’re sparring with Nat, he’s watching you closely. He notices how you easily let her win every time. You let her slam you against the mat, you let her use her thigh straddling move on you, even though you could have easily taken her out. Or how you let her completely manhandle you. Then it clicks. 

You’re into that. 

Then he bites his lip and mutters under his breath, “That dame sure is somethin’ else.”

[papi-chulo-bucky]

Alright y’all imma try and finish this one today! Wish me luck! xx

[piiike]

Person A: What? What is this feeling I’m having? It’s as if all my problems have magically disappeared and I am content and cheerful.

Person B: Happiness, it’s called happiness.

Person A: Happiness? Are you sure? I thought that was just a myth.

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Pretty Sure Its Me pt 6

Note: This is the longest chapter so far! 3694 words! Pretty proud of myself! ENJOY! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Zach! We did medical here! Please!” I shouted

Helping him down the stairs was quite a task with neither of us being able to support a lot of weight. I kept my hands on his shoulders to help keep him standing. The time it was taking for the medics to get to us was languishing, so I closed my eyes for a brief moment to beg the universe for him to be okay, willing him to be okay. He grunted in pain, there was a tink of metal on the ground and he let out a cry. I opened my eyes to his own closed in pain, then looked down to see a bullet on the ground. I quickly lifted his shirt to see that there was no evidence of him being shot.

When I looked up at him, he grabbed my face and kissed me.

“You healed me! You! You did something!” he continued holding my face

“I-I have no idea what I did though!”

He hugged me tightly right as medical showed up

“Im okay! I don't need help! Y/N healed me!” he laugh-cried

Everyone stopped running around and stared at us. Someone yelled to get Stark. The medics started asking a bunch of questions and crowding me.

“You all need to back up” I tried to say calmly

They continued firing questions at me

“I need you all to back up!”

I was once again ignored. I felt myself begin to grown anxious at their proximity. My eyes flicked around, trying to find a way out but I couldn't find one

“Back up!” I screamed and they were all shoved back a few feet

Zachariah put his hand on my back, helping me center myself

“That was very impressive y/n.” Stark said as he walked towards us “Zachariah are you okay/”

“Yes sir, Im fine.”

“Good, good. Y/N come with me so we can run a few more test and make sure everything is still running smoothly.”

Stark began ushering me away from everyone and I quickly grabbed Zachariah's hand. He followed close behind me, Stark definitely noticed our hands clutching each other but he didn't say anything. He had me lay on the exam table and began a full body exam. Zachariah was instructed to leave by a nurse who was there to help me undress to complete the exam. I shivered slightly on the cool metal of the table top. Soon enough the exams were done and i was cleared to return to my room. I began the trek back to my room, looking for Zachariah along the way, unable to find him. Upon opening my door, however, I found him asleep on top of the covers of my bed. I watched him for a moment before being overcome with exhaustion from today's events. I unlaced and removed his boots before also removing his belt. Entering the bathroom to change, I watched him in the mirror. He looked very peaceful and calm. My mind was buzzing with questions as I laid down. It seemed very quickly that i was falling asleep.

“May I remove my shirt?” a groggy voice asked from behind me

I hummed affirmation and snuggled deeper into the blanket. I was nearly asleep again when i felt arms go around my middle. There was a moment of still silence before Zachariah's breathing evened out again, telling me he was asleep. I synchronize my breathing with his and drifted off to sleep.

Several days later, Zachariah burst into the room somewhat early with a big smile.

“Pack a small bag. We are going on an outing.”

“Where to?”

“The city.”

I did not question him more, simply packing an overnight bag of necessities. I dressed in a public appropriate dress and pinned my hair up. The dress I was wearing was shaped very similarly to a box and left me feeling absolutely ridiculous. I rouged my cheeks a bit to look more alive and then I moved to find my shoes. Zachariah helped me put on my stockings and shoes, then helped me stand. He held my bag and my hand as we walked out towards the courtyard. We were created by Peggy and one other man.

“Look at you all dolled up.” Peggy chuckled

“You know i'm not dolled up Peg. I'm just not in sleepwear.” i laughed

We loaded into the car and began the drive downstate. It was a nearly 2 hour long ride. At one point I dozed off onto zachariah's shoulder.

“y/n, wake up. We’re almost there.” he shook me gently

I sat up and glanced out the window. We were maneuvering the busy city streets with a bit of difficulty. I offered the option of us walking to wherever we were going, because of all the traffic. The driver pulled over and only Zachariah and I got out. We walked slowly due to me not knowing where we were going. Our conversation was light-hearted during our short walk. We had walked into an apartment building, Zachariah leading me up the stairs and me being quite out of breath.

“Right down this hallway, third door on your left.” He let me lead the way, “welcome to my home. Are you ready to meet Mia?”

A smile stretched across my face as he opened the door. He was immediately ambushed by a small, blonde figure

“Zachy! You're home early! And you brought a girl?”

“Mia, this is y/n.” he squatted down to her height

“Are you his girlfriend?”

“Mia!”

“What? You need a girlfriend. You're never gonna get married. That's what Mrs Dorothy says.”

“Speaking of Mrs Dorothy, thank you so much for staying with her today.”

“Its my pleasure, Zachariah. She's a sweet one.”

Zachariah introduced me to Mrs Dorothy, her eyes constantly drifting to my stomach before she dismissed herself. Mia was a bundle of energy, running all around the apartment and continuous spouting questions. We explained to Mia that zachariah and I were just friends, that my husband had died in the war, and that the baby was my husbands and not Zachariahs. None of that pleased her though and she wanted us to get married and have a lot of babies. I was blushing non-stop at her brazenness. Zachariah couldn't help but laugh at the two of us.

“Mia, go get ready. We are going to go out. Hurry now. Hair, stockings, shoes!” He pointed to the bedroom

“Zachy I can't find any stockings!”

“Maybe if your drawers weren't such a mess then maybe you could!” He teased her

“You're a good brother.” I put my hand on his arm

“It's hard being a good brother and also being a good parental figure.” he looked down

“You're doing wonderfully though.” I tilted his chin up

“I'm glad you think so. You're going to be an amazing mother.” He gently placed his palm on my stomach

I felt the flutter of tiny kicks and looked up at Zachariah to see his jaw dropped in amazement. I giggled and held his hand against the kicking point. He pressed his lips to my forehead briefly before we were interrupted by Mia running in, yelling that she couldn't get the top button on her dress done up. She held up her hair and waited as i helped her do the button.

Zachariah told me that he wanted to take me to visit my parents and told me to lead the way there. Mia insisted on holding my hand while we walked, chattering the whole way there about her classmates. We made it to my parents building, making even slower work of their stairs than the ones at Zachariahs. My feet had begun to ache badly due to the shoes I was wearing.

Once we finally made it to my parent floor, Zach held Mia back a bit so that I’d have a moment with my parents alone. This meeting was about to be very awkward, since I hadn't seen them since the funeral service we held for Bucky. I shuffled my feet a bit before finally knocking softly on the door.

“Hel-..y/N!” my mother cried and hugged me tightly, somehow avoiding my stomach “Is here! And she's pregnant!” her face screwed up in confusion

I like to think it was the first part that made my dad move so quickly, and not the latter.

“Y/N! What is this? Where have you been?!”

“I'll explain everything inside, please don't shout.”

My mother ushered us inside, wery of Zachariah. She set us up in the living room and went about making tea for us all.

“Where have you been? And who the hell is this?” My dad crossed his arms and looked Zachariah up and down

“I spent a few months to myself after James and Steve...Then Howard Stark took me into a protective unit because it's believed that their deaths were not just normal war deaths and that whoever killed them, may also be after me. I've been there ever since. Zachariah is my personal guard, and this is his little sister Mia. And don't worry dad, It's James’ baby. I didn't even know I was pregnant until about two months ago. I was too distraught to notice.” I gave a watery chuckle as I held back tears

“Its James’? Do his parents know?” My mother asked

“No ma’am. This is the first stop we’ve made.” Zachariah piped up

“Well they deserve to know Y/F/N. This is their grandchild and the last thing they have of their son.”

“Im aware mother. Please dont speak to me like i'm stupid.”

“What about you, boy. What's your story?” My father barely skipped a beat before beginning to question Zachariah

Zachariah looked up from Mia, who was sat in his lap, and turned his full attention to my father. He started his story the same way he had with me. His age, that he was my guard, his family's deaths and how all he had was Mia. He had my parents hooked in his every word with the way he spoke like an author.

We spent hours at my parents house. My mother had made us lunch and my father continued questioning Zachariah while we ate. Asking him what exactly he did at the compound and what it was that he was protecting me from there. Zachariah once again spoke in such a way that my dad had no choice but to believe him. Sneakily, I slid my shoes off to help relieve the pounding ache. I stretched and flexed my toes and ankles, sighing in relief.

“You okay?” Zach asked and touched my knee

“My feet hurt from walking so much. Pregnancy joys.” I rolled my eyes

“I can rub them if you'd like.”

“I'll be okay.”

“Nonsense. We need you in great shape, we still have to walk back you know.”

He gently pulled my leg up so that feet were in his lap. I couldn't help but to blush at the intimacy of the move. He pressed at the ball of my foot and i was flooded with relief. It felt so nice that I couldn't help but lean back against the arm of the couch. My dad had gone to help Mia and my mother clean up lunch, so we were alone in the small room. It was a very peaceful silence that surrounded us. Words were not necessary right now.

After a while, they made their way back to the living room, where Mia wanted to play some of the games my parents had in the linen closet. Before I knew it, it was nearing sunset and it was time for us to leave. I gave my parents long hugs, promising to visit again as soon as I could. We bid them farewell and began the walk back to Zachariah's apartment. He was piggy-backing Mia and she laughed loudly every time he pretended to drop her.

From the outside, we probably looked like a happy little family, but on the inside we were all very broken individuals. We were nearly back to the apartment, stopped and waiting to cross the street, when someone grabbed me and shoved something into my back. I quickly reached out to try and grab Zachariah's sleeve, just barely touching him before i was yanked into the alleyway behind us. Whoever had grabbed me, shoved me harshly against the wall. The wind knocked out of me slightly. The man had a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, pointed towards the alleyway where Zach stood with Mia behind his back.

“Its okay man, don't act a hero. I just want her purse.”

“There really isn't anything in there just-”

“Shut up!” he pointed the gun at me briefly before pointing it back at Zach

“You don't have to worry about me acting a hero.” Zach said calmly and held his hands up “she would make a move before I did.” he glanced down at my hands

I followed his gaze and saw my palms glowing an eerie blue. The man gave me an evil smirk and went to grab me again. I threw my hands forward, one hand going against his chest while the other hit him in the face. He was thrown back against the wall parallel to us as he screamed in pain. My palms had left nasty red burns where they had touched him; hot enough to have burnt a hole straight through his shirt. ZAchariah was quickly at my side to lead me away. He carefully took hold of my elbow and scooped Mia up as we passed her. We made quick work of making it inside his apartment; the door getting re-locked as soon as it was shut.

“That was amazing!” Mia screamed “You're like a superhero! Like Captain America!”

I smiled softly “Captain America was actually my best friend. We grew up together. He was just Steve back then…”

“His name was Steve? I thought it was be something more impressive…” she crossed her arms

I chuckled and shook my head. Zachariah insisted that I sit down and relax while he helped Mia clean their room. He turned on the radio for me and walked to the next room. I smiled sadly at the tune and closed my eyes. The song playing was “Only Forever” by Bing Crosby; the song Bucky and I first danced to after we got married. My eyes began welling with tears and I did my best to hold back sobs. My fingers trembled as I went to touch the ring that hung around a chain on my neck.

*~Flashback~*

The fluffy white skirt of my dress fell halfway down my shins, perfectly showing off my light pink kitten heels. My mother had somehow managed to wrangle my hair into a glorious updo and attach my vail as I nervously fidgeted in my seat. I clipped on my earrings as mom put my grandmother's diamond necklace around my neck.

“What if he isn't out there mama…”

“Are you kidding me, child? Have you met that boy? We all know he's head over heels for you.”

“Okay but let's say he isn't…”

“Then he doesnt deserve you. Now stop shaking so much or you'll shake those petals straight to the floor.” she glanced at my bouquet

I did my best to calm myself down, taking numerous deep breathes in through my nose and out through my mouth. There was a knock on the dressing room door as my father announced his arrival. He let us know that it was time and closed the door again. My mother kissed my forehead and helped walk me to the door at the end of the aisle. She straightened me out one last time before opening the door as the march began. Father led me with slow steps and his looped through mine. Bucky was standing tall and proud next to the pastor, hands clasped tightly behind his back. Both Buckys and Steve's jaws were lightly dropped as they stared at me. I blushed brightly and held Bucky's gaze. My father announced to the pastor that I was free to marry, and connected my hand with Bucky's. He gave my hand a gentle squeeze before taking his seat.

“You look beautiful.” Bucky whispered right before the pastor started speaking

The pastor gave the usual spiel, not once actually looking at us. We were told to face each other and recite the vows. I said mine with a shaky tone and waited for Bucky. He recited his flawlessly, moving both of us to tears. After he said his “I do”, I let out a burst of nervous laughter, quickly covering my mouth.

“At least we know she really wanted me to say yes!” Bucky said to the small audience watching us, causing everyone to laugh

“James, Y/N, I pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!” The pastor looked up at us for the first time, holding a huge smile on his face

Bucky pulled me very dramatically against his chest before dipping me down and kissing me heavily. Cheers erupted around us celebrating our love for one another. That was the most emotional kiss of my entire life. I had never felt happier or more complete.

Everyone filed out of the chapel to cheer us down to the car waiting outside.

Those closest to us were to meet at Bucky's parents home for dinner. Dinner consisted of an absolutely gorgeous ham and many different side dishes. The radio played softly in the background as we ate and drank nearly five bottles of champagne sent by Peggy's family. Eventually, everyone was stuffed and a little drunk. Bucky got up to place a record on the phonograph before holding out his hand to me. Once in the middle of the living room, we began a slow bare-footed dance.

Bucky sang along in my ear “Would I grant all your wishes, and be proud of the task? Only forever, if someone should ask.”

I rested my head on his chest and cried happy tears into his white shirt

“I love you. Forever.” He tilted my chin up

“Only forever?” I teased and kissed him

*~~*

Zachariah held me tightly as I cried, gently massaging the back of my neck to calm me. He had switched off the radio to delve us into almost complete silence. My shoulders shook with heavy sobs and my hands gripped the front of his shirt. We sat there for many minutes before Mia slowly poked her head out

“Y/N are you okay?” she asked quietly

“Yes...Yes I'll be okay. Don't you worry.”

She hugged me tightly before going to the fridge to pull out a small plate of food stored in there

“Will you be okay though?” Zach placed his hand on my cheek

I nodded “Id like to go back to the compound please.” I whispered

“Are you sure you don't want to stay here?”

“I'm sure. PLease.”

He stood up silently, making his way to the hall, probably to use the phone out there. Once he had returned he let me know that they would be here in less than an hour. I took a few deep breaths while he fetched me some water.

He sat next to Mia and made sure she ate all of her food before sending her off to bed. The way he handled her was so adorable. He truely acted the father figure part that he needed to play for her sake, while also being a perfect big brother. I finished about half of the glass of water before I started feeling tired and slightly queasy. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

“Y/N the car should be here soon…” zachariah gently woke me

Mia had long since gone to bed. Zachariah helped me gather my belongings and we only had to wait a few more minutes in a somewhat awkward silence before there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and Peggy immediately wrapped her arms around me. I welcomed her embrace for a long moment; ZAchariah cleared his throat and then scratched his neck.

“Im sorry today wasn't as great as planned.”

“Today was the best i've had in awhile. PLease don't apologize. I'll see you after the weekend.”

I kissed his cheek then followed Peggy down to the car.

The drive back to the compound seemed much faster than the drive in, so I didn't have much time to collect myself completely before I was bombarded by Howard Stark himself.

“How was the city?”

“Same as it was when I left it. however, was good to see my parents.”

“And did everything go smoothly?”

“Yes. Except for my father questioning Zachariah to no end.”

“As any father should a strange man with his daughter.”

It was quiet a tick while I analyzed him

“Howard, do you have a daughter?”

“No, ma’am I do not. Why do you ask?”

“Do you have a wife then? Girlfriend?”

“I-I...will certainly that isn't any of your business.”

“It's good that you don't have either. You're terrible at asking questions and even worse at answering them.” I turned my back and walked away

Howard Stark as a whole was a man that I could not very well stand. He had little respect for other men, and no respect at all for women. Lord help whomever procreates with that man. And Lord help his offspring in hopes they aren't anything like him.

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Pretty Sure It’s Me pt 5

Note: This chapter is longer than the others I think!

-Y/N POV-

The moment that the serum came through the needle, I knew that something was different. I stepped into the machine and closed my eyes in preparation. Almost immediately when the machine started humming, screams ripped through my throat. Everything hurt. It felt like my skin was on fire. I felt tears forming in my eyes and I knew I wanted the machine to be turned off. Not soon enough, the doors were opened and I fell to my knees. The minute the machine turned off, i felt a cooling calm rush over my entire body.

“How are you feeling?” stark asked and clipped a new machine to my fingertip and wrist

“Im fine…what is this?”

“Just a new vitals machines of my own design.”

“Heartbeats are good sir.” Someone called

“H-heartbeats? Plural?” I stuttered

“Miss Barnes you’ve been pregnant for nearly five month now.” The same person said

“What? WHAT?! You didn’t tell me?!” I looked at Stark

“I didnt, no. I knew you’d be unwilling to continue if you knew.”

“You risked my BABY for your STUPID experiments?!” I shoved him

He stumbled back several feet but didn’t fall “It’s not what you think Y/N. You’re genetically stronger from these tests so I knew you’d be fine. You and your baby. You’re the only one who hasn’t gotten sick!”

“I don’t care Stark! This is my baby! My baby…” I looked down and my hands hovered over my slightly protruded stomach.

I was suddenly all too aware of another person being inside of me. I could feel the separate heartbeat and every little movement. How in the world I didn’t notice before was mind boggling. I suppose between Bucky passing, and me being tested on, I was under too much stress to notice. Some guards took me to a different room than the one I had been staying in previously. This room was much nicer than the apartment Bucky and I had shared; it suddenly felt like I was no longer in some underground lab. I looked around at the white walls and the fluffy bed, noticing the dark blue bed cover.

“Where did you get this?!” I turned quickly to the guard and pointed to the small initialed ‘JBB’ embroidered in gold thread “How did you get this!”

I took a step toward him and he took a step back. His hand hovered over the handle of the pistole resting at his hip as he backed out of the room and shut the door. I ran my hand over the blanket. I had made Bucky this blanket when we were just about 16 years old, for his birthday. The blanket felt just as soft as I remembered and I couldn’t help but curl up under it and sob. Days passed with daily vital and muscle mass check. Peggy was the only person who would talk to me besides the doctor. The guards made sure to bring plenty of food and water to my room daily, but they would never speak to me. They simply knocked, handed me the tray, and would leave. Stark would come by every few days but I refused to see him. Two weeks passed and the guards were instructed to bring me to the courtyard. I slid on a pair of sturdy slippers and followed behind them. My belly had grown quite a bit since the experiments ended. One guard, a young man not much older than me, helped me up the stairs with one of his hands on my back and the other holding mine so i wouldn’t fall. His skin had almost had a buzz where it was against mine.

“You’re new here aren’t you?” I asked him “both of you.” I looked to the other man

“No talking.” the one in front of me said

“She’s not a prisoner. She has higher clearance than either of us. She can talk as much as she wants.” The one helping me said, “And yes ma'am i am new. Only been here about 3 weeks.”

“What’s your name?”

“Zachariah, ma’am”

“You can call me Y/N, Zachariah. None of this ma’am business, i’m not that old.” I smiled slightly and felt his skin heat up against mine

We made it up the stairs and crossed the outer balcony to get into the courtyard. Zachariah helped me down the short flight of steps. As we reached the ground, he quickly removed his hands off of me, but walked in pace with me. We neared a group of people that consisted of Peggy, Stark, a few men and a woman i didn’t recognize.

“Y/N, how’d you sleep last night?” Stark asked

“I slept.” I nodded and turned away from him slightly

“Right…I’d like to introduce you to some people. These men are here to help you train and help develop any abilities you may have obtained through the serum. This wonderful woman here will be here to help you with the rest of your pregnancy, as your own personal nurse.”

“No thank you. I can take care of myself during this. And I will not be training until after my baby is born.”

“Surely you can begin some light training.”

“Surely you won’t tell me what I can and can’t do.”

Zachariah let out a small chuckle from behind me and I noticed Peggy was also trying to hide her smile.

“Fair enough Y/N. you will meet with Mrs. Everett once a week to moniter your pregnancy, and once youre healed from your birth, youll begin training. Zachariah, take her back to her room.” Stark quickly turned his back to me

“One of these days Howard, youll learn how to handle her.” Peggy laughed

Zachariah helped me back to my room, buzzing skin on mine the whole way. We were greeted by the guard with my breakfast tray. I took the tray from his hands and dismissed him. Zachariah held open the door for me since my hands were full.

“Would you like to come in? I dont have a whole lot in there but there is a decent radio we could listen to.”

“I could…I just wouldnt be able to stay very long. Ill say I was monitering your breakfast or something like that.” he shrugged and gently shut the door “Where is the radio?”

The breakfast tray clanked against the table as I pointed to the corner of the room. He turned it to play softly and then sat across from me at the table. I slipped my slippers off and suddenly felt very awkward sitting across from this stranger in my nightgown. That thought slipped away from me as I took in the array of food in front of me. The strawberries looked extra delicious as I cut them up and mixed them into the bowl of yogurt. I offered zachariah one and he examined it a moment before taking a bite. We sat quietly for a few moments before i decided to speak.

“Tell me about yourself Zachariah.” I leaned back a bit with my bowl

“What do you want to know?” he leaned foward onto his elbows

“How old are you?  Do you have a family? Whatta ya do for fun?”

“Im 29 years old. The only family I have left is my baby sister. What I do the most is read. What about you?”

“Im 28, almost 29. Recently widowed… I spend most of the time reading or listening to music.”

“Recently widowed? Im so sorry to hear that…So you have no family left?”

“No I do. I just havent wanted to see them since James…”

“I understand that. My sister is still a child, soon she will be 7. My brothers and parents were killed during a trip to England. Mia couldn’t go because she was ill, so I stayed behind with her.”

“Im so sorry Zachariah. Where is she right now?”

“Shes at school. She goes to school and then to a friends until Im able to get home in the evening. Sometimes she will stay with a neighbor if Im unable to get home.”

“Why do you work here? For Stark? Guarding potentially very dangerous people.”

“Well I couldn’t enlist, not that I wanted to, but I have a heart murmur. So it’s the pay out. In three days here I make enough money for  a full weeks worth of food and even a chocolate bar for Mia. That’s her favorite part.  It really helps for paying for our one bedroom, and for the friends who watch her to be able to feed her. Sometimes multiple meals if i don’t get to go home.”

We continued talking for hours. Another guard had been sent down with my lunch and  to see if everything was okay; Zachariah told him he was just keeping me company. Around 4 o’clock Zachariah was instructed to leave, and he was so excited to be able to pick Mia up early. We said goodbye to each other and I went to my bookshelf to try and find a book I hadn’t yet read. I curled up under my blanket with the book, staying there the rest of the night.

My dreams that night seemed almost regular. Dreams of a life with Bucky, him holding a beautifully chubby baby in his arms. As per usual, I woke up in tears. My hands carressed my stomach while I went about my room to prepare for the day. I had to wait for the guard to come down so i could be escorted to a shower and eat my breakfast. To my pleasant surprise, Zachariah was the one holding my breakfast tray when I opened the door.

“I have news for you. Not sure if you think its good or bad news though.” He chuckled softly and came into the room “Ive been appointed as your personal guard! Since apparently Im the only one who isnt weirdly afraid of you and you refuse to talk to anyone else.”

“I think its a mutul lack of willingness to communicate.” I smiled slightly

He set the tray on my table and began telling me stories about himself as I ate. As soon as I finished, he walked me to the shower. We quickly established a daily routine of breakfast, shower if necessary, then we would walk around the compoud or garden. We would talk and read with eachother until about 9 oclock every evening. Over that month, we grew steadily closer as friends, my stomach grew bigger, and my heart continued healing.

One day he seemed kind of stressed out and it took a lot of pesturing for him to finally tell me. Mias birthday was coming up, and with their rent just being raised, he was worried he wouldnt be able to get her something nice. He paced around my room, rambling to himself. I managed to get myself off my bed, to my drawers to pull out a stashed $20, and directly behind him without him even noticing. I put my hand on his chest to stop him and held up the folded bill.

“Buy her something from me too.”

“Y/N…I cant take your money.” He pushed my hand down

“I have no use for it here. Take it.”

“Thank you…so much…” He hugged me tight and kissed my cheek, a little too close to my mouth

“Its no problem, Id love to meet Mia sometime.” I smiled big

“Youll definitly meet her sometime. Howard said I could take you to the city sometime soon if you wanted.”

“Thats very nice of him.” I grumbled

“He isnt a bad guy, y/n.”

“Everyones entitled to their own opinion.”

He sighed softly “I suppose Id feel the same way if it had been me…”

“Damn right you would. Because youre more stubborn than I am.” I poked his stomach, causing him to laugh

We decided to spend the rest of the day out in the garden. We walked the whole way there with his hand on my lower back while I carried a blanket and the book we were going to read. I read out loud until the sun began going down and we had to go inside. On our way back through the gate, gunshots rang through the air. Zachariah placed himself behind me as we ran. More shots rang out and Zachariah grunted. We made it through the door just before armed guards ran out. I whipped around to give Zachariah a once over and make sure he was okay. He was clutching his side as blood slowly soaked through his shirt.

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Pretty Sure Its Me pt 4 (Smut)

NOTE: This chapter contains: SMUT, death, and mentions of depression! Thank you to @cammiilovesyou for writing the smut section :) 

-Y/N POV- I was shocked into silence for the rest of my shift, barely paying attention to what I was doing. It wasn’t until later that night, when Bucky was plaiting my hair, that I finally said something.

“Why do you have to go? Why can’t just Steve go? He’s the one who is genetically engineered!”

His hands slipped from my hair as I turned around

“I’m part of his team, doll. I go wherever he goes. It’s my job.”

With a gentle sigh, I buried my face in his shirt and let out a soft sob. His arms were wrapped tightly around me, holding me close and comforting me. He slowly leaned back to be laying down. My breathing slowly returned to normal as my tears subsided.

“I just can’t lose you, James. I wouldn’t be able to survive.”

“I’ll never leave you baby doll. Never in a million years,” he whispered

His rhythmic heartbeat eventually helped to lull me to sleep.

The next few days passed in a blur as we prepared and left for Germany. It seemed that Bucky didn’t ever leave my side. I was extremely grateful for his patience with me throughout the transition.

It was our third night in Germany and we were staying in a swanky hotel until we received contact from the new camp. I was curled on the bed reading a recently published medical book when Bucky stood and stretched.

“I’m really looking forward to a nice, hot shower. Care to join me?” He pulled his shirt over his head

“Are you propositioning me, James?” I closed my book and sat up a bit

“Perhaps I am, doll. I’ve been thinking about you so much lately. And how crazy you drive me. And how badly I want to start a family with you…” he leaned over me and kissed me softly

“We’ve been trying for years, Buck… Perhaps we should give up?”

“Never.” he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom

He set me down hard on the counter and grabbed my face passionately. One of his hands held me in place by the hair at the nape of my neck, while the other was busy with something else.

“I need you. I need you now.” he whispered in my ear whilst kissing my neck

I looked down to see his hardened member was outside of his pants already. I rushed to meet his body with mine. His already bare chest pressed firmly against me as he pushed his pants the rest of the way down. I moaned his name as he hands traveled up my thighs to remove my panties. Steam rose around us from the heated shower and so did my heart rate as he slowly sunk his fingers into my core.

“Its been so long.” I whimpered against his lips

His fingers moved quickly, coaxing out an orgasm in no time. He cleaned my climax from his fingers with his tongue and instructed me to remove my nightgown. No later than the fabric was over my head, his hands were under my thighs and he thrust me against the shower wall. The water fell on us, wetting our faces. Bucky pushed himself into me quickly. Thrust after thrust, moan after moan. I knew our neighbors could hear us clear as day, but I didn't care. I proudly called his name as I came around him again.

“Doll, I'm cumming.” He said moments before thrusting harshly into me, his legs nearly giving out as he filled me.

He moved very cautiously as he set my feet back on the floor, making sure I wouldn't slip

“God, I needed that.” He rested his forehead on mine

“So did I...holy hell…” my palms fell against his chest

He helped me as I washed my body and hair then continued about with his own shower as I got re-ready for bed.

~

After being at the camp for about a week, they finally got a hit on Hydra headquarters. Nothing made me more nervous than knowing that Bucky and Steve were about to go up against a whole army. I stayed with Bucky every single night until it was time for them to march out. I cried heavily as he hugged me goodbye.

“I won’t be gone long, doll. I’ll be back before you know it.” he kissed the top of my head

“I’m worried about you…I don’t want you to go.”

“I have to my love. I’ll see you soon” He gently removed my arms from around his waist and took a step back. A sad smile was plastered on his face as he followed Steve out of camp.

Peggy squeezed my shoulder “They won’t be gone long. They’ll be here with us again soon.”

I hugged her tightly “I’m going to go lay down”

My tent felt empty without Bucky here with me. I changed into warmer bedclothes and climbed under the scratchy blankets, pulling them high up to my chin. My nose nuzzled against Bucky’s pillow, breathing in as much of his scent as I could. I closed my eyes tightly to say a quick prayer.

‘Please. Please let both of my boys remain unharmed.’

Eventually, I was able to drift off to sleep, my dreams being hopeful for their safe return.

We didn’t hear anything from the squadron for almost two weeks. They had been able to build up an elaborate plan that would start in two days and they should be completed by the third. I was allowed a brief moment to tell both Steve and Bucky to stay safe and protect each other.

After the announcement, everyone was ushered back to their jobs. Peggy walked with me to the nursing tent and she was talking about how she liked Steve a lot but wasn’t sure if he felt the same way. I teased her about that being nonsense since Steve Barely stopped talking about her. She blushed brightly before she dismissed herself to go back to the offices.

The days dragged before we got an incoming call from Steve.

“I have the Tesseract. Unfortunately, this plane is going down and if it crashes it could wipe out the whole country. I have to put this bird in the water…”

“No!” Peggy and I both screamed

“What about Bucky and I!” I tried reasoning with him

“Bucky is gone…” he cried “he was thrown from the train…”

I dropped to my knees and hung my head. I was locked in complete shock. Peggy tried convincing him to not drown the plane, but everything she said fell on deaf ears.

Bucky was gone. The love of my life left me too early, even though he said he wouldn’t. We hadn’t gotten our honeymoon; hadn’t gotten to get a pet, or start a family. I didn’t get to tell him I loved him, just one last time. I felt the tears on my hands before I even knew I was crying. My chest heaved with sobs and my shoulders shook. Peggy’s arms went tight around me as she sobbed into my shoulder.

That’s the last full memory I had before everything started to blur together. Days turned to weeks turned to months, and I haven’t a single memory. It had been nearly four months before I heard about Stark wanting to run more tests; tests similar to what Steve went through. I rung Peggy and immediately told her to sign me up as a test subject. She nearly refused me but I wouldn’t hear of it. Before I knew it we were on our way to Stark’s lab slash compound.

“I can’t believe you’re going to do this. You’re absolutely insane.”

“Best case scenario is I get super strength. Worst case scenario is I die. Which is also a best-case scenario.” I muttered without looking up from my lap

“How are you feeling? You’ve looked to gain a bit of tummy weight since I last saw you.” she tried to change the subject

“I’ve been fine. A bit ago I got sick with a tummy bug that left me with a very sensitive stomach, but once it passed I was starving.”

We fell into an awkward silence until we arrived on Stark’s property. We were escorted inside and I was instructed to change into an itchy cloth dress and to wait until a doctor came in to speak with me. The painting on the wall didn’t hold my interest long enough to distract me the whole wait. I assumed I’d be meeting with just a regular doctor, so I was very thrown off when Howard Stark himself came in in a lab coat.

“Hello, sir.” I blanched

“Hello Y/N. How are you doing?” he put his hand on my shoulder

“Managing, I suppose.”

“Understandable. Mind if I ask you a few health questions?”

I nodded my head and he began listing numerous yes or no questions.

“Now, Y/N, when was your last menstruation?”

I paused for a minute because I had no idea “Ended a few weeks ago I think.”

“You think? You don’t know?”

“My time has all run together since Bucky died, sir. I couldn’t tell you if I ate dinner last night, let alone what it was.” I shook my head

He wrote something down then held his hand to help me stand. We walked down into the lab, where I was to be injected with a hand full of vials of serum and then put into a weird tube machine. I was prepped for injections and they were all done at once. I wince unwillingly feeling the fluid go through me. The steps to the machine seemed very quick and before I knew it they were shutting the door. A warning was shouted through the metal that it may hurt quite a bit.

Loud humming sounds began and a white light shone so brightly that I had no choice but to close my eyes. Then just like that, it was over.  I blinked my eyes, stunned as I was helped out. My body felt the same and I couldn’t help but frown. They checked my vitals and it was obvious that they were all a little disappointed.

Stark decided that I was to be kept in the compound so that they could continue checking my vitals and in a few days would be able to run more tests. It wasn’t until several weeks later that something happened.

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Pretty Sure Its Me pt 4 (Clean)

NOTE: No smut in this chapter HOWEVER there is death and depression mentioned here

-Y/N POV- I was shocked into silence for the rest of my shift, barely paying attention to what I was doing. It wasn't until later that night, when Bucky was plaiting my hair, that I finally said something.

“Why do you have to go? Why can't just Steve go? He's the one who is genetically engineered!”

His hands slipped from my hair as I turned around

“I'm part of his team, doll. I go wherever he goes. It's my job.”

With a gentle sigh, I buried my face in his shirt and let out a soft sob. His arms were wrapped tightly around me, holding me close and comforting me. He slowly leaned back to be laying down. My breathing slowly returned to normal as my tears subsided.

“I just can't lose you, James. I wouldn't be able to survive.”

“I'll never leave you baby doll. Never in a million years,” he whispered

His rhythmic heartbeat eventually helped to lull me to sleep.

The next few days passed in a blur as we prepared and left for Germany. It seemed that Bucky didn't ever leave my side. I was extremely grateful for his patience with me throughout the transition.

It was our third night in Germany and we were staying in a swanky hotel until we received contact from the new camp. I was curled on the bed reading a recently published medical book when Bucky stood and stretched.

“I'm really looking forward to a nice, hot shower. Care to join me?” He pulled his shirt over his head

“Are you propositioning me, James?” I closed my book and sat up a bit

“Perhaps I am, doll. I've been thinking about you so much lately. And how crazy you drive me. And how badly I want to start a family with you…” he leaned over me and kissed me softly

“We’ve been trying for years, Buck… Perhaps we should give up?”

“Never.” he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom

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After being at the camp for about a week, they finally got a hit on Hydra headquarters. Nothing made me more nervous than knowing that Bucky and Steve were about to go up against a whole army. I stayed with Bucky every single night until it was time for them to march out. I cried heavily as he hugged me goodbye.

“I won't be gone long, doll. I'll be back before you know it.” he kissed the top of my head

“I'm worried about you...I don't want you to go.”

“I have to my love. I'll see you soon” He gently removed my arms from around his waist and took a step back. A sad smile was plastered on his face as he followed Steve out of camp.

Peggy squeezed my shoulder “They won't be gone long. They'll be here with us again soon.”

I hugged her tightly “I'm going to go lay down”

My tent felt empty without Bucky here with me. I changed into warmer bedclothes and climbed under the scratchy blankets, pulling them high up to my chin. My nose nuzzled against Bucky's pillow, breathing in as much of his scent as I could. I closed my eyes tightly to say a quick prayer.

‘Please. Please let both of my boys remain unharmed.’

Eventually, I was able to drift off to sleep, my dreams being hopeful for their safe return.

We didn't hear anything from the squadron for almost two weeks. They had been able to build up an elaborate plan that would start in two days and they should be completed by the third. I was allowed a brief moment to tell both Steve and Bucky to stay safe and protect each other.

After the announcement, everyone was ushered back to their jobs. Peggy walked with me to the nursing tent and she was talking about how she liked Steve a lot but wasn't sure if he felt the same way. I teased her about that being nonsense since Steve Barely stopped talking about her. She blushed brightly before she dismissed herself to go back to the offices.

The days dragged before we got an incoming call from Steve.

“I have the Tesseract. Unfortunately, this plane is going down and if it crashes it could wipe out the whole country. I have to put this bird in the water…”

“No!” Peggy and I both screamed

“What about Bucky and I!” I tried reasoning with him

“Bucky is gone…” he cried “he was thrown from the train…”

I dropped to my knees and hung my head. I was locked in complete shock. Peggy tried convincing him to not drown the plane, but everything she said fell on deaf ears.

Bucky was gone. The love of my life left me too early, even though he said he wouldn't. We hadn't gotten our honeymoon; hadn't gotten to get a pet, or start a family. I didn't get to tell him I loved him, just one last time. I felt the tears on my hands before I even knew I was crying. My chest heaved with sobs and my shoulders shook. Peggy's arms went tight around me as she sobbed into my shoulder.

That's the last full memory I had before everything started to blur together. Days turned to weeks turned to months, and I haven't a single memory. It had been nearly four months before I heard about Stark wanting to run more tests; tests similar to what Steve went through. I rung Peggy and immediately told her to sign me up as a test subject. She nearly refused me but I wouldn't hear of it. Before I knew it we were on our way to Stark's lab slash compound.

“I can't believe you're going to do this. You're absolutely insane.”

“Best case scenario is I get super strength. Worst case scenario is I die. Which is also a best-case scenario.” I muttered without looking up from my lap

“How are you feeling? You've looked to gain a bit of tummy weight since I last saw you.” she tried to change the subject

“I've been fine. A bit ago I got sick with a tummy bug that left me with a very sensitive stomach, but once it passed I was starving.”

We fell into an awkward silence until we arrived on Stark's property. We were escorted inside and I was instructed to change into an itchy cloth dress and to wait until a doctor came in to speak with me. The painting on the wall didn’t hold my interest long enough to distract me the whole wait. I assumed I’d be meeting with just a regular doctor, so I was very thrown off when Howard Stark himself came in in a lab coat.

“Hello, sir.” I blanched

“Hello Y/N. How are you doing?” he put his hand on my shoulder

“Managing, I suppose.”

“Understandable. Mind if I ask you a few health questions?”

I nodded my head and he began listing numerous yes or no questions.

“Now, Y/N, when was your last menstruation?”

I paused for a minute because I had no idea “Ended a few weeks ago I think.”

“You think? You don’t know?”

“My time has all run together since Bucky died, sir. I couldn’t tell you if I ate dinner last night, let alone what it was.” I shook my head

He wrote something down then held his hand to help me stand. We walked down into the lab, where I was to be injected with a hand full of vials of serum and then put into a weird tube machine. I was prepped for injections and they were all done at once. I wince unwillingly feeling the fluid go through me. The steps to the machine seemed very quick and before I knew it they were shutting the door. A warning was shouted through the metal that it may hurt quite a bit.

Loud humming sounds began and a white light shone so brightly that I had no choice but to close my eyes. Then just like that, it was over.  I blinked my eyes, stunned as I was helped out. My body felt the same and I couldn't help but frown. They checked my vitals and it was obvious that they were all a little disappointed.

Stark decided that I was to be kept in the compound so that they could continue checking my vitals and in a few days would be able to run more tests. It wasn't until several weeks later that something happened.

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Pretty Sure It’s Me pt 3 (smut)

Note: This version of part 3 does contain the smut that was promised! However, the smut is not written by me. its written by @cammiilovesyou , otherwise known as my best friend <3

-Bucky POV-  

I took a step forward, tracing my eye up and down. A few moments passed in silence before I dropped to my knees, sobbing. I wrapped my arms around the waist in front of me.

“What are you doing here?” I cried

“I’m here to make sure everything works out. So that I actually get to marry you.” she ran her fingers through my hair

“Y-you did that? You talked them into letting us leave?” I slowly stood up

“I refuse to let you go on another mission without you being my husband first.” she draped her arms over my shoulders

I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. My fingertips trailed from her hips, down to the backs of her thighs, where I picked her up before dropping her onto my cot. She leaned up on her arms to look me in the eye.

“Happy anniversary, James.” she smiled lovingly

“Happy anniversary, my love,” I whispered as my hands traveled up her thighs

She watched me as the tip of my finger ran up her inner thigh, hitting the base of her already risen skirt. Looking up, her eyes were gleaming with lust and passion.

“Doll, can I?”

With no hesitation, she nodded yes and bit down on her lower lip. As my right hand reached the top of her stockings and undid the clips, my left hand brought her face closer to mine so I could tease her mouth and get her more excited for what's to come. I finished with the clips and finally reached her panties, moving them over to feel the heat and wetness of her core. She moaned with her mouth still pressed against mine. I pulled back to tell her to keep quiet. She started undoing the front buttons on my coat, hurrying to remove my button down. She pulled the tucked in shirt from my trousers and undid my belt and top button. As she got closer to my underwear, I could feel my member growing, making my pants feel tighter. I needed her now, It'd been too long since the last time I made love to her. She struggled slightly to pull my pants down over my thickened member. I ignored her moans of frustration and pushed her back so she was laying flat on the bed. I felt the need to kiss and feel her naked body against mine, so I grabbed at her shirt roughly, popping the buttons as I pulled it open and heard them clack across the floor. I finally gazed my eyes at her newly exposed breasts, taking one into my hand and massaging it, while I moved my mouth to glaze my lips over her risen nipple. After using my fingers to rub her clit to the point of swelling, I decided to stop teasing her and giver her what she and I both wanted. In one swift movement, I had her skirt completely off and my pants pulled down. I positioned myself at her entrance and I slowly passed through her wetness. I slipped inside of her and she grabbed my back with her nails, hard enough to break skin. Thrust after thrust, I started to feel her insides tighten.

   “Y/N, I'm so close baby. Finish with me. Please.” I panted

   “James!” She moaned as she gasped and tightened one last time before she came

I thrust into her hard, pushing my member as deep as I could, releasing my seed into her. I slowly pulled out and laid next to her.

My fingers ran up and down her naked spine as she gently kissed my chest. We spent time just laying together, speaking hardly above a whisper the entire time.

“I have something to tell you,” she said softly as she stared at her ring-laden finger resting on my chest

My stomach dropped “That’s never a good way to start something…should I be worried?”

“No not worried. Unless of course, you don’t want to see me every day.”

“See you every-…what do you mean?”

“You’re looking at the Newest Field Nurse of the US Army.”

“You aren’t serious.” I sat up and looked down at her

“Oh, I’m very serious.”

I let out a loud whoop and kissed her “What about the wedding planning? What about our apartment?”

“Our mothers are planning the wedding, and our dads are working on selling the furniture and storing all our personal stuff for when we get back.”

She reached over the edge of the bed to grab my undershirt and pulled it over her head.

“Will Steve be back soon? I haven’t seen him since he became America’s Hero.” she giggled

“He’s probably over with Peggy. Doing god knows what.”

“I’ve yet to meet the wonderful Peggy. Only spoken to her over the phone.”

“You’ll love her. She’s amazing. And Steve definitely has the hots for her.” I chuckled

We spent some more time catching up before we decided it was time to go find Steve. I can’t believe the love of my life was not only now working on the same base as me, but was able to convince my superiors to give me time off for the wedding. The luckiest guy on the plant? I’m pretty sure that’s me.

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-Y/N POV-

*72 years ago* (age 28) (year 1945)

Too many times did I have young, cocky men come in and completely ignore the diamond band on my finger. I’d smile and ignore all their advances, but that didn’t stop the other nurses from making snide remarks about me. The other women would insist I’d give in and forget about my husband, not knowing that he is stationed here himself.

Of course, I was well aware that they talk constantly about my James, or rather, Sergeant Barnes. His gruff voice and powerful eyes were their main focal points. The day I brought it up to James was a storm. He teased me about being jealous and my response was it’d be the same if he heard what the other soldiers flirting with me. That almost caused him to pop his top. He ranted about how they had no right, and how they were being downright disrespectful for flirting even though I wear my ring. He insisted that I point out who the men were so that he could set them straight. I refused to do that, saying that I had to head in for my shift. I did admit that I may tell him later after I had time to think it over.

Unfortunately, he made that decision for me when he showed up in the infirmary with a busted lip less than half an hour later.

“Sergeant Barnes. What have you done this time?” I asked as he sat on my bench

“Well doll, I heard some very impolite things being said about a very beautiful woman. And I simply couldn’t let it stand.” He cracked a smile and played along

“Lucky girl. She’d be happy to hear about that.” I brushed a cleaning swab over the split

“Maybe. Or she would be upset with me for fighting. But she is definitely worth it.” he gently grabbed my wrist as the swab stung his cut

I set the swab down and lightly brushed some hair from his forehead, tracing my fingers down to the back of his neck.

“Or she could be very proud of you. Protecting what’s yours.”

His hands moved around my waist “always. She’s my favorite thing on this planet.”

I blushed slightly and tickled his hairline

“I knew she would give in to one of those boys eventually. Nobodys got that much self-control. But who knew Barnes would be interested in her.” one of the other nurses behind me said softly

James stiffened and I felt his fist clench slightly on my starched skirt

“Gee, I hope I’m interested in her. Considering I put that ring on her finger.” He said loudly without looking away from my eyes

I looked up to see the other nurse’s jaws dropped slightly and I smiled to myself

“And I really couldn’t be luckier that shes as faithful as she is.” he playfully pulled me closer, causing a giggle to escape my lips.

I kissed him softly right as a handful of boys came in, bleeding from somewhere on their faces. Bucky let out a low chuckle while muttering insults under his breath. I lightly smacked the back of his head.

“Don’t be mean, James.”

“They got what they deserved. I’ll laugh if I’d like.”

I sighed and ran my fingers over his cheek “You’re all good for your lip. You can head out now. I’ll see you later for dinner.” I kissed his forehead

“See you later doll” he winked and walked out of the infirmary

The other women were tending to the group of men and shooting pointed looks my way for the next half hour. Eventually, Steve walked in.

“Hey, Y/N, mind stepping outside with me for a minute?”

I set down the tools in my hand down and walked towards the door with Steve, ignoring the jeers of also having got Captain America wrapped around my finger.

“Whats going on Stevie?”

“We are being moved. My squadron, Bucky, and you…”

“Where to? Where are they making us go?” I tilted my head

He looked down and took a deep breath “Germany.”

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Pretty Sure Its Me pt 3 (clean)

Note: This chapter DOES NOT have the smut section that goes in the middle of the page. For those who are uncomfortable with that :)

-Bucky POV-  

I took a step forward, tracing my eye up and down. A few moments passed in silence before I dropped to my knees, sobbing. I wrapped my arms around the waist in front of me.

“What are you doing here?” I cried

“I'm here to make sure everything works out. So that I actually get to marry you.” she ran her fingers through my hair

“Y-you did that? You talked them into letting us leave?” I slowly stood up

“I refuse to let you go on another mission without you being my husband first.” she draped her arms over my shoulders

I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. My fingertips trailed from her hips, down to the backs of her thighs, where I picked her up before dropping her onto my cot. She leaned up on her arms to look me in the eye.

“Happy anniversary, James.” she smiled lovingly

“Happy anniversary, my love,” I whispered as my hands traveled up her thighs

~

My fingers ran up and down her naked spine as she gently kissed my chest. We spent time just laying together, speaking hardly above a whisper the entire time.

“I have something to tell you,” she said softly as she stared at her ring-laden finger resting on my chest

My stomach dropped “That's never a good way to start something...should I be worried?”

“No not worried. Unless of course, you don't want to see me every day.”

“See you every-...what do you mean?”

“You're looking at the Newest Field Nurse of the US Army.”

“You aren't serious.” I sat up and looked down at her

“Oh, I'm very serious.”

I let out a loud whoop and kissed her “What about the wedding planning? What about our apartment?”

“Our mothers are planning the wedding, and our dads are working on selling the furniture and storing all our personal stuff for when we get back.”

She reached over the edge of the bed to grab my undershirt and pulled it over her head.

“Will Steve be back soon? I haven't seen him since he became America's Hero.” she giggled

“He's probably over with Peggy. Doing god knows what.”

“I've yet to meet the wonderful Peggy. Only spoken to her over the phone.”

“You'll love her. She's amazing. And Steve definitely has the hots for her.” I chuckled

We spent some more time catching up before we decided it was time to go find Steve. I can't believe the love of my life was not only now working on the same base as me, but was able to convince my superiors to give me time off for the wedding. The luckiest guy on the plant? I'm pretty sure that's me.

~~~~~

-Y/N POV-

*72 years ago* (age 28) (year 1945)

Too many times did I have young, cocky men come in and completely ignore the diamond band on my finger. I’d smile and ignore all their advances, but that didn't stop the other nurses from making snide remarks about me. The other women would insist I'd give in and forget about my husband, not knowing that he is stationed here himself.

Of course, I was well aware that they talk constantly about my James, or rather, Sergeant Barnes. His gruff voice and powerful eyes were their main focal points. The day I brought it up to James was a storm. He teased me about being jealous and my response was it'd be the same if he heard what the other soldiers flirting with me. That almost caused him to pop his top. He ranted about how they had no right, and how they were being downright disrespectful for flirting even though I wear my ring. He insisted that I point out who the men were so that he could set them straight. I refused to do that, saying that I had to head in for my shift. I did admit that I may tell him later after I had time to think it over.

Unfortunately, he made that decision for me when he showed up in the infirmary with a busted lip less than half an hour later.

“Sergeant Barnes. What have you done this time?” I asked as he sat on my bench

“Well doll, I heard some very impolite things being said about a very beautiful woman. And I simply couldn't let it stand.” He cracked a smile and played along

“Lucky girl. She’d be happy to hear about that.” I brushed a cleaning swab over the split

“Maybe. Or she would be upset with me for fighting. But she is definitely worth it.” he gently grabbed my wrist as the swab stung his cut

I set the swab down and lightly brushed some hair from his forehead, tracing my fingers down to the back of his neck.

“Or she could be very proud of you. Protecting what's yours.”

His hands moved around my waist “always. She's my favorite thing on this planet.”

I blushed slightly and tickled his hairline

“I knew she would give in to one of those boys eventually. Nobodys got that much self-control. But who knew Barnes would be interested in her.” one of the other nurses behind me said softly

James stiffened and I felt his fist clench slightly on my starched skirt

“Gee, I hope I'm interested in her. Considering I put that ring on her finger.” He said loudly without looking away from my eyes

I looked up to see the other nurse's jaws dropped slightly and I smiled to myself

“And I really couldn't be luckier that shes as faithful as she is.” he playfully pulled me closer, causing a giggle to escape my lips.

I kissed him softly right as a handful of boys came in, bleeding from somewhere on their faces. Bucky let out a low chuckle while muttering insults under his breath. I lightly smacked the back of his head.

“Don't be mean, James.”

“They got what they deserved. I'll laugh if I’d like.”

I sighed and ran my fingers over his cheek “You're all good for your lip. You can head out now. I'll see you later for dinner.” I kissed his forehead

“See you later doll” he winked and walked out of the infirmary

The other women were tending to the group of men and shooting pointed looks my way for the next half hour. Eventually, Steve walked in.

“Hey, Y/N, mind stepping outside with me for a minute?”

I set down the tools in my hand down and walked towards the door with Steve, ignoring the jeers of also having got Captain America wrapped around my finger.

“Whats going on Stevie?”

“We are being moved. My squadron, Bucky, and you…”

“Where to? Where are they making us go?” I tilted my head

He looked down and took a deep breath “Germany.”

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Pretty Sure Its me pt2 (rewrite)

-Y/N POV-

*74 years ago* (age 26) (year 1943)

Bucky had been captured.

Steve is Captain America.

I’m almost done with nursing classes.

 Everything right now is absolute chaos. Steve is on a mission to save Bucky and I’m sitting here hoping that the phone will ring with some good news.

I’ve cleaned Bucky’s small apartment numerous times, washed all his clothes, washed the sheets, did all my own laundry, and slowly began moving my belongings into the one bedroom space. I just wanted the love of my life and our best friend to come home safely. The want to start a proper life with Bucky was always on my mind. Many of my friends have little chubby bundles of babies now, and I’m by myself. Not even a puppy to keep me company. As I was putting the sheet on the bed, the phone gave a shrill ring. I dashed across the room in seconds.

“Hello? Hello?” I breathed

“Y/N? It’s Peggy. Steves got Bucky back at the camp. They’re both okay but Bucky wants to stay and fight more. Would you like me to tell him that he needs to come home?”

“No…No, it’s okay. If he wants to stay, he can. Just tell him I love him and that he needs to write me.”

“Will do Mrs. Barnes.”

“I’m not a Barnes yet, Peggy. Just make sure that he stays alive so that I can be.”

I hung up without saying goodbye as I held in tears. The universe just doesn’t want that boy in my arms I guess…Time to take matters into my own hands and make sure James stays alive.

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 The train ride out here was horribly long and I’m happy to finally have my feet on solid land. I held my two small bags tightly as I walked towards the large, log building. My palms were sweating hard enough that the handles on my bags became slick. 30 seconds passed in hesitation as I tried to build the courage to knock on the door. It swung open moments later and I took an involuntary step back as I came face to chest with a looming male figure.

“Hello, sir. I’d like to speak to you about some things.”

-Bucky's POV-

Being in a squadron with my best friend, the newly named “Captain America”, was excessively difficult. Steve never wanted me to actually go on missions with him. He insisted that I have to get home to Y/N, while I insisted that this is my job. We were just getting back to camp from another rescue mission when I remembered that today is mine and Y/N anniversary. Cursing to myself, I grabbed a rag to wipe the blood from my cheek. after examining my face in the small mirror on my bedside, I determined that the cut wouldn’t need to be stitched.

“Barnes, you had better go get that checked in the infirmary.” Peggy entered my shared tent

“If you want me to leave you alone with Steve then I will doll. just give me the word. ” I held up my hands in mock surrender

“Go get that checked out Sergeant. And take a shower while you’re at it.” her hands folded in front of her

“Yes, ma'am.” I nodded as I grabbed my towel

My trip to the showers and infirmary took no more than 30 minutes, so I stalled by the mess hall so that I wouldn’t walk in on anything I definitely don’t wanna see. Some of the boys were joking around that I am completely whipped since I’m so worried about my anniversary.

“I ain’t whipped! I’m in love. Just because you suckers only attract warm bodies and not warm hearts.” I bit into a slightly soft apple

“Barnes!” was yelled across the hall by my Sergeant Major

“Yes, sir?”

“I’ve got a question for you. you’ve got a missus, haven’t you? When you planning on marrying?”

“well, I was hoping as soon as the war is over.”

“Sergeant, you and I both know that we have no idea when that’s gonna be. So, I’ve got some news for you. in three months you’re gonna get some time off, along with Steve, so that you can go get married.”

“Really?! That’s amazing!” I impulsively hugged him

“How about you go tell your missus. Go get her contact from your tent.” He stepped back.

I broke into a sprint back to my tent, yelling that Peggy and Steve had better be dressed before I burst in. I skid to a stop in front of my bed and my jaw nearly hit my chest.

“What the hell…”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AN: FINALLY HAVE PART 2 OUT! Im sorry for being so slow, everything with the holidays has been pretty crazy. Thanks everyone for being so patient!

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Pretty Sure Its Me pt 1 (rewrite)

-Y/N POV-

*82  years ago* (age 17) (year 1934)

“Doll how did you manage to get a black eye at school? I was gone for one day.” Bucky asked as he held the ice-filled rag to my eye

“Delaney Scott said that she doesn’t know why you’re with me. She says I’m too much of a cold fish for you. I told her that she should stop acting like a call girl, and try to figure out who that baby’s daddy is. So, she punched me in the eye, then I broke her stupid nose with that one move you showed me.” I took a deep breath and shrugged

“Y/N, you shouldn’t have hit her back.” he sighed, “You’re going to get in trouble.”

“Well! She was flapping her lips about how I’m such a fuddy-duddy and that she ‘Is a much better choice for a dreamboat like you’!” I began crying

“Baby doll, you’re my one and only. I swear that after this stupid war, we are gonna celebrate by getting married.”

“You swear by it? Bucky, you swear?” I sniffed and cupped his face

“ Who do I love most in this whole world, doll?” he grabbed my hands

“I’m pretty sure it’s me, but it could be Steve.” I laughed slightly

He burst out laughing and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead before picking me up to carry me out of his kitchen.

*76 Years Ago* (age 24) (year 1941)

I walked down the college hallway with Steve by my side as he chattered excitedly about Bucky coming home from boot camp soon. The top of his head landed a few inches above mine, so his mouth was right near my ear, causing me to have to tell him more than once to cool it.

“I can’t cool it Y/N! How are you not as excited as I am?”

“I'm just worried about him, Steve! I am excited for him to be back, but he wouldn't even be gone if it weren't for that damned Draft. And you rattling on for ages, directly into my ear might I add, is giving me a slight headache.” I turned to my locker and began twisting in the combination.

“Yeah...the draft. I'm sorry...I didn’t mean to…” he got quiet

“It’s not a big deal, Steve.” My books balanced on my knee for a second as i opened the locker to put them in, “You just gotta calm down sometimes, you know?”

When I turned to him, his eyes were locked over my shoulder, then slowly moved down.

“What in the world are you gawking at?”

My hand slapped over my mouth as I nearly tripped over the boy on one knee behind me. There, in his uniform, and holding a dainty diamond ring, was James Buchanan Barnes. My eyes welled with tears as I looked from the ring to his very hopeful smile.

“Y/F/N, I told you I’d marry you once this war was over, I want to make sure you still accept that offer.” he chuckled softly, “I would love to spend the rest of eternity with the love of my life, and do you know who that is?” he slowly slid the ring onto my finger as he stood

“I'm pretty sure it's me.” I breathed and kissed him happily as Steve cheered.

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Hey guys! So I know it isn't much different from the first upload, but I edited it to be more the way I want it. To keep you updated on what year it is and how old everyone is. ALSO! There will be chapters that do contain smut, but there will be two uploads for those chapters, one with smut and one without (For those who aren't comfortable reading that) 

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Oh brother

Alright, so. I’ve written a whole bunch for my “pretty sure it’s me” fic and I’ve come to something. I️ didn’t like the original direction of the story AT ALL; so I️ changed it. Updates will be coming very soon because I️ have essentially a full notebook of writing for you guys. Thanks for being patient with me 💖 xox

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STARTING OVER STARTS TONIGHT!!!! SOMEONE BE EXCITED WITH ME PLEASE IVE BEEN WORKING VERY HARD!

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Oh brother

Alright, so. I’ve written a whole bunch for my “pretty sure it’s me” fic and I’ve come to something. I️ didn’t like the original direction of the story AT ALL; so I️ changed it. Updates will be coming very soon because I️ have essentially a full notebook of writing for you guys. Thanks for being patient with me 💖 xox

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how do you put the masterlist link on your bio? sorry for the annoying questions ahhh

lol, aw, love! I promise your not a bother! Okay!

So!

You’ll be on your computer for this one as well, ‘kay?

create another post (as you did w/ your masterlist)

Open up a new tab on your browser

go to tumblr.com on that browser as well (duh!)

If you have something already typed up in your bio, I suggest you copy & paste it onto this new post your about to make.

Go to the post where you have your actual masterlist. Copy that link onto your new post where you have your bio. (you can write MASTERLIST & do that infinity symbol to post it correctly)

Now your going onto that new post you just created, on the top right hand corner, there’s a gear symbol thing. Click that. 

You’ll see an HMTL thing. It’ll do all the coding for you. Click that. Now you’ll have a bunch of randomness. Copy the whole thing. 

Now, you’ll have to go and paste it onto your bio. BUT WAIT! You can’t just copy & paste it into your ordinary bio! (This is kinda why this has to be done on a computer, my friend.)

Click on that person symbol on your tumblr site. Then click “Edit Appearance” From here, you’ll click “Edit Theme.” It’ll bring you to a customize screen thingy. 

Where it says “Description” on the left hand side, paste the HTML code. Then click “Save”.

Your new Description/bio should be displayed on your page.

You must save it before you exit the “Customize” 

Now your masterlist should be displayable for readers & other bloggers to click upon.

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Pretty Sure It’s Me pt 2 (Bucky x Reader fic)

Summary: When you and Bucky promised to love each other for eternity, fate took it literally. You are faced with every possible relationship challenge that the world could think of. It wasn't until Hydra got ahold of you that you began to question the relationship that had been your entire life since high school.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 798

*72 years ago* Bucky had been captured. Steve is Captain America. I'm almost done with nursing classes. Everything right now is absolute chaos. Steve is on a mission to save Bucky and I'm sitting here hoping that the phone will ring with some good news. I've cleaned Bucky's small apartment numerous times, washed all his clothes, washed the sheets, did all my own laundry, and slowly began moving my belongings into the one bedroom space. I just wanted the love of my life and our best friend to come home safely. The want to start a proper life with Bucky was always on my mind. Many of my friends have little chubby bundles of babies now, and I'm by myself. Not even a puppy to keep me company. As I was putting the sheet on the bed, the phone gave a shrill ring. I dashed across the room in seconds. "Hello? Hello?" I breathed "Y/N? It's Peggy. Steves got Bucky back at the camp. They're both okay but Bucky wants to stay and fight more. Would you like me to tell him that he needs to come home?" "No...No, it's okay. If he wants to stay, he can. Just tell him I love him and that he needs to write me." "Will do Mrs. Barnes." "I'm not a Barnes yet, Peggy. Just make sure that he stays alive so that I can be." I hung up without saying goodbye as I held in tears. The universe just doesn't want that boy in my arms I guess...Time to take matters into my own hands and make sure that boy stays alive. ~~~~~~~~~ The train ride out here was horribly long and I'm happy to finally have my feet on solid land. I held my two small bags tightly as I walked towards the large, log building. My palms were sweating hard enough that the handles on my bags became slick. 30 seconds passed in hesitation as I tried to build the courage to knock on the door. It swung open moments later and I took an involuntary step back as I came face to chest with a looming male figure. "Hello sure. I'd like to speak with you about some things."

-Bucky POV- Being in a squadron with my best friend, the newly named "Captain America", was excessively difficult. Steve never wanted me to actually go on missions with him. He insisted that I have to get home to Y/N, while I insisted that this is my job. We were just getting back to camp from another rescue mission when I remembered that today is mine and Y/N anniversary. Cursing to myself, I grabbed a rag to wipe the blood from my cheek. after examining my face in the small mirror on my bedside, I determined that the cut wouldn't need to be stitched. "Barnes, you had better go get that checked in the infirmary." Peggy entered my shared tent "If you want me to leave you alone with steve then I will doll. just give me the word. " I held up my hands in mock surrender "Go get that checked out Sergeant. And take a shower while you're at it." her hands folded in front of her "Yes, ma'am." I nodded as I grabbed my towel my trip to the showers and infirmary took no more than 30 minutes, so I stalled by the mess hall so that I wouldn't walk in on anything I definitely don't wanna see. Some of the boys were joking around that I am completely whipped since I'm so worried about my anniversary. "I ain't whipped! I'm in love. Just because you suckers only attract warm bodies and not warm hearts." I bit into a slightly soft apple "Barnes!" was yelled across the hall by my sergeant major "Yes, sir?" "I've got a question for you. you've got a missus, haven't you? When you planning on marrying?" "well, I was hoping as soon as the war is over." "Sergeant, you and I both know that we have no idea when that's gonna be. So, I've got some news for you. in three moths you're gonna get some time off, along with steve, so that you can go get married." "Really?! That's amazing!" I impulsively hugged him "How about you go tell your missus. Go get her contact  from your tent." He stepped back I broke into a sprint back to my tent, yelling the Peggy and Steve had better be dressed before I burst in. I skid to a stop in front of my bed and my jaw nearly hit my chest. "What the hell..."

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Authors note: I realize that pt 1 of this fic was posted in January! I didn't have time to update so I'm sorry! Hope you enjoyed!