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I'm sorry for your loss. And don't worry about making imagines, just focus on getting better and take all the time you need x

Thank you!

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I'm sorry for the lack of fills. I've been working a lot, been really sick, and my grandfather passed away this weekend. I'll return when I can. -mimsy

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What if Bucky and Clint are sure they're never going to be popular avengers? Sam commiserating, the rest of the team finding out and digging up the fanmail they know is out there.

They try to tell themselves that they don’t care, that it’s better for them to be relatively unknown. Natasha’s position as a spy had been severely compromised when her face was splashed over every major news channel, even if she was often referred to as ‘the female Avenger’. Clint had family he wanted to protect and that would have been made harder if people started to dig into his life. Bucky wanted time and space to recover from what HYDRA had done to him, but even he disliked being spurned in press conferences and left off of merchandise when he was risking the same things as his teammates. 

Sam was one of the few who actually didn’t care, but he could understand why it bothered the others. He was the one who brought the problem to Steve’s attention because any conversation with ‘Bucky’s having some trouble and I think you can help’ was one of the quickest ways to get change around the Tower.

Steve shared it with Tony, who asked Rhodey and Pepper about it; when he found out that his two best friends often thought that War Machine, Iron Patriot, and Rescue were seen as side-kicks to Iron Man. 

Angered by the fact that his friends might be seen as what he called ‘backup dancers’ in a somewhat drunken rant to Steve at stupid early in the morning, Steve dug through the mess of fanmail that never made it to the intended Avengers to deliver a fresh stack on the bedside tables of each of the so-called ‘minor’ Avengers.

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Steve and Tony are best friends on the verge of becoming more when Steve asks for help finding Bucky. Tony is the one to bring him to the tower and he and Bucky get along amazingly well. Tony also starts to have feelings for Bucky and is confused about what to do. Steve and Bucky both realize they have feelings for Tony and want to work something out.

When Steve’s apartment was destroyed, he moved back into the Tower - and into Tony’s bed, which the futurist thought was more important, even if Steve did throw a pillow at him for saying so. “It makes it look bad.” He’d protested, bright with a flush that Tony loved to cause. “There’s nothin’ wrong with two fellas sharing a bed for...that but we’re not and you shouldn’t imply otherwise.” 

Tony had snorted, giving him a look that implied they were basically dating anyways. Steve had flushed brightly but shaken his head. That’d be the last time they’d spoken for a few weeks; Tony didn’t blame Steve, even if it hurt a little. When Steve got in touch with him again, it was to plead for help that Tony couldn’t believe Steve would ever think he would refuse.

Bringing Bucky in should have been hard but even if Steve wasn’t willing to hurt the man, Tony was more than willing to protect his almost-lover in whatever way was necessary, even if Steve wouldn’t approve of the methods.

Once Bucky is contained, it takes almost eight months to weed the last traces of the Winter Soldier from his mind; during that time, Tony had grown closer to him, had come to understand his pain, had even forgiven him for any pain he’d unknowingly caused Tony, Steve, and the Avengers. Howard isn’t mentioned because it’s too raw for both of them.

When Steve begins to distance himself from Tony, the futurist thinks he did something wrong; he doesn’t expect to be told that Steve feels bad that he still cares about Bucky when he’s with Tony. It takes more than a couple of awkward talks for the trio to come to an understanding; when the three of them curl up together, though, it feels like home. And if all three of them sometimes wake the others up with nightmares, the others understand.

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Clint goes on baking marathons when everyone else is gone or asleep and no one knows who keeps leaving cookies and fresh bread in the kitchen.

Steve isn’t too surprised by the first batch of banana nut muffins. Tony was rich and far too busy (and lazy) to cook for himself so food was often ordered in; he’d never done so with breakfast before but Steve was late for his run and there wasn’t time to think even if he’d been overly concerned. The muffins are gone when he gets home from his time with Sam and the exercise had put them out of his mind. 

It isn’t until Tony compliments him on the food that Steve decides to find out where they’d come from. “I didn’t make them.” He explained slowly, cautiously. “I don’t mind cooking for the team, but I don’t know if I could bake anything that you’d want to eat. I thought you’d ordered it in?”

“No.” Tony seemed just as confused - and admittedly a little worried, given how many times people had tried to kill him. “Bruce and I slept late; we were up till almost four. Natasha’s on a mission and Thor’s in Asgard.”

“Clint?” Steve asked, not sure why the idea was so strange. “Huh. I’ll have to write him a thank you card.”

Tony snorted, shaking his head. “Of course you will.” The disdain did not stop him from eating the cookies or brownies that waited for them on the counter the next morning.

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Imagine ot4 Steve, nat, bucky, and sam making breakfast together

“Love, can you pass the flour?” Steve asked, skimming the recipe he’d memorized long before the serum.

“Which one?” Came Sam’s cocky reply as he slid the box along the counter, moving up behind Steve and wrapping his arms around the Captain’s waist. Steve’s a good cook with anything but meat and Sam leaves the work to him whenever possible; the blond was an excellent cook, good at making something delicious out of odds and ends, but was a terrible baker because he’d grown up with sugar and chocolate rationed. Bucky was in the same boat but the real problem was that he wouldn’t do anything but follow the recipe, wouldn’t adapt when it was called for.

“Thank you. I owe you a kiss.” Sam made a soft noise of fond interest at that but Steve didn’t turn around. “You owe us bacon.”

Sam huffed and peeled away to lay out thin cuts of meat; Natasha and Bucky were arguing over the best recipe for muffins and Steve did his best to tune it out, hoping it wouldn’t come to blows - which is often did. “No non-cutlery knives in the kitchen.” He reminded and could practically see Bucky’s sulk as he slunk out.

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Steve ends up carrying little things for the team in his utility belt, things like chapstick or gum or tylenol since no one has pockets in their mission wear.

“Anyone have gum?” Tony asked on the way home from a mission. It was a joke; the smirk on his features was clear proof of that. Despite that, Steve fished a pack from his utility belt and tossed it towards the futurist. “Spearmint okay?”

Tony eyed him for a moment and then nodded slowly. “...Yeah.” He said reluctantly, taking a piece and then returning the pack. “Thanks Cap.”

He starts testing Steve after that, asking for random things during missions; Steve seems to understand, since he smiles indulgently every time he hands over the requested item: lip balm for wind-chapped lips, bobby pins for Natasha’s hair even though she didn’t use them, OTC painkillers to ease aches after missions, tissues and bandaids.

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Continuation of baby Steve? (Or, Steve being re-aged(if that's a thing) and remembering everything??? I've never sent one of these before I have no idea what I'm doing oops ily)

Bucky hadn’t been back with the team for long; it still surprised Steve to see him adapting and fitting in, to walk in on him cooking breakfast or chatting quietly with Natasha - whom he always called Natalia or моя маленькая паук- so it was certainly surprising to wake up in his embrace, a metal arm curled protectively around him. The blond let out a soft sound of confusion, tucked too firmly against Bucky’s chest to do much more than wriggle slightly in his firm hold.

“Доброе утро , солнышко мальчик.”  Bucky’s gentle greeting was close to Steve’s ear. A moment later, tone much less mild, the man said. “You’re you again.”

“Hate to dissapoint.” Steve replied, tone teasing and easy despite his confusion. Who else would he be but himself?

A drowsy coo as he snuggled close to Bucky’s chest, a lock of red hair caught in his small hand, worried teammates fretting over him as he coughed weakly in their arms.

Oh.

“If we don’t tell them, we could sleep for a bit longer.”

Bucky let out an amused grunt, a hand smoothing down Steve’s back as he was tugged closer. “We could.” He agreed fondly. “You need your rest.”

[Note on Russian: It came from google translate so no promises on anything. Bucky’s nickname for Natasha means “my little spider” and when Steve woke up, he told him “good morning, my sunshine boy”.]

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got a weeks worth of fills up (yay!) -mimsy

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sensiblesmoke replied to your post “I definitely need a part two of De-aged De-serumed Steve, maybe Bucky...”

*standing ovation*

I’m so glad you liked! -Mimsy

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reinazdogz replied to your post “I definitely need a part two of De-aged De-serumed Steve, maybe Bucky...”

more please

If people send in baby Steve prompts, I will most definitely fill them! -Mimsy

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I definitely need a part two of De-aged De-serumed Steve, maybe Bucky helping the others help Steve? Or would he be too overprotective? What does Tony mean he's not healed enough? Maybe Natasha can impress the point a little by trying to take Steve so Bucky can rest and Bucky not agreeing?

Tony trailed after Bucky when the healing man left with the child they were all so worried about. “Look, Barnes.” He tried to reason, itching to steal Steve from his arms. “We know you’re not fighting for HDYRA anymore but you’re still battling their programming; we know you still have triggers. Do you really think you’re the best person to take care of Steve when he’s vulnerable like this?”

“Do you know what to do if a small child stops breathing?” Bucky asked dryly, glancing over his shoulder at the futurist as he cupped Steve to his chest. “Or if he chokes? Do you know how to help one through an asthma attack? I’m the only one qualified to help him through this.”

Natasha stepped forward and Bucky eyed her warily, shifting slightly to put himself between her and Steve. “Yasha.” She soothed, extending a hand. “I can watch him, at least until we can see how bad the situation is.” He practically snarled and she froze, eyes widening. “Yasha?”

He hasn’t felt this much like the Winter Soldier in a while. Protecting Steve was his main objective - and wasn’t it sickly humorous that Steve was still his mission? - and they kept trying to come between him and that goal. He snarled, a feral sound that tumbled from his lips. “I’ve got him.” Bucky insisted. And maybe Tony was right; maybe he was still broken. But he wouldn’t hurt Stevie, would never hurt Stevie.

That’s a lie. His traitorous thoughts reminded him. You hurt him when you were the Winter Soldier. But no matter what Tony thought, he wasn’t that anymore.

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There was a delay for graduation and college things. Now I’m working this summer while packing up all my stuff for college so there will still be days without fills but I’m trying to work this blog into my schedule. Please continue to send in submissions! -Mod Mimsy

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blind!Tony? (I love your stuff a lot *^*)

The Iron Man suit was an invaluable resource for Tony; JARVIS scanned the surroundings and reported obstacles and threats to him. There were things it couldn’t do though, like show him Steve’s artwork even when the others weregushing over it. It couldn’t show him Thor’s rippling hair or his erotica-book-cover-esque appearance- which, to be fair, didn’t stop Tony from parroting Clint’s jokes on the matter – or any of the other things that the futurist wanted to be able to see. 

He’d become an engineer to create some sort of technology that would replace sight, maybe even outpace it; he’d come close enough for his own means but not anywhere near where he wanted to. He wanted blindness to be a thing of the past like the diseases Steve remembered from his childhood.

It’s something, though, to be able to swoop in to catch Steve when he’s falling or upgrade Clint’s arrows. When Natasha comments on her new glowing suit, he just says ‘oh cool, glad they actually lit up, couldn’t see to check’ and it’s joking and light and he’s smiling of all things and it’s worth it, really.

He dreams of color and it’s beautiful; he wakes up to shadows and it’s crushing. Steve sits with him sometimes, talks about colorblindness and what it was like to see after the serum, vibrant reds popping out at him everywhere. Sometimes, when he falls asleep, Tony imagines his suit in the same vibrancy.

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Imagine Steve doing a big brother like threat to Bruce when he starts dating Natasha.

“You know, I probably don’t have to tell you what wouldhappen if you hurt Natasha.” Steve began, tone deceptively mild, as he set amug of tea in front of Bruce. “But I will because I want it to be perfectlyclear. She’s more than a teammate to us, Bruce; she’s our friend, our family. Iknow you care about her but I also know we’re all idiots and hurt the ones welove. So if you ever hurt her or keep secrets from her because you’re trying toprotect her – you won’t just be facing her anger.”

Bruce leaned back in his chair, not looking overly worried. “Idon’t plan on hurting her. Besides, it’s hard to hurt the Hulk.”

Steve just smiled grimly, setting his own mug down. “Forher, I would find a way.”

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imagine the avengers freaking out at Steve getting de-serumed (and maybe de-aged? your choice). they're like so protective and he's just like 'go away I'm fine'. bonus point for bucky being the one to teach the rest how to handle him

He looks so small in Thor’s arms that even Natasha lookslike she’s itching to pull him free. Steve turning into a toddler was badenough without the lack of serum making him sickly. He wouldn’t stop coughingfor the first hour after they got him back to the Tower, ash and soot from themission’s scene making his lungs tight; once he had, he held his arms up toNatasha until the redhead picked him up and rocked him gently until he settled.

Bruce and Tony locked themselves away in the lab, callingReed Richards and bouncing ideas off of each other as Natasha and Clint lookedafter the toddler; Bruce had looked pained at the suggestion of doing so andleft quickly enough for Steve to cry out softly in confusion, stretching one tinyhand after the fleeing man as the doctor headed for the lab with Tony. Once he’dcalmed down and realized what was going on, Steve seemed determined to help thescientists find a solution, even crawling away from Natasha and almost fallingdown stairs, saved only by her well trained reflexes.

It’s Bucky who finally steps in to get them all in line. He gaveTony a supremely unimpressed look when the futurists blustered that Bucky wasn’thealed enough to handle a child and then scooped up Steve. When the blond cooedcontentedly up at him, Bucky just smirked at Tony and retreated to his room withSteve cradled to his chest. “My sunshine boy.” He whispered down at him, usingthe nickname Steve’s mother had. “We’re going to take care of you, Stevie.”