Sammy

Idk I just. Yar.

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When The Party's Over. (Wanda X FemmeReader AU)

"Are you ready yet, love?" Wanda called from the next room. I was dashing a little bit of powder across my cheeks to smooth the makeup I had applied, out a bit. Hoping she would love my makeup and love me even more... If that was even possible.

We had gotten married last year in the deep warmth of the summer nights on the Greek Island Corfu. It was gorgeous and so... Metaphorical of my love's beauty. On that night I felt more love and passion for her than I thought was possible. Knowing that she was mine as I was hers just helped make me feel safe, just that sly bit more than I usually felt. In her arms, I was safe from even a bug.

"I'm coming, W! Have you got your purse?" I responded to her yell.

"Of course!" She giggled as I slipped through the doorways and into the same room as her.

The air caught in my throat as my eyes feasted on a beautiful Wanda, her fingertips grasping a masquerade mask which flourished the blood-red dress slipped around her curves.

It was an off-the-shoulder gown which was laced in the upper-torso and layered in encrusted flowers densely at the top and sparsely towards the skirt-gown. Some flowers layered in streaks down the skirt but most halted at her volume-hips. The skirt was silk and trod down and past her feet, lounging behind her with grace, her makeup (dark scarlet of course) complimented the dress and the encrusted masquerade mask she held lightly in her finger-tips. Her earrings were small, golden hoops that complimented the encrusted jewels and her hair tied up in a gorgeous plaited bun with a large section fallen down beside her large, beautiful eyes.

My dress was a simple, slim, dark blue gown that fell just above my toes and was also, off-the-shoulder. It had a dark, velvet torso and a thin, layered, night-inspired skirt. My makeup was a smokey black with black-blue lips and a choker necklace. The upper section of my hair was pulled back with two spare strands on each side of my face to form shape.

"Wow," I gulped. "You look... Wow." I know I went pale in the face from her small chuckle held on her tongue. She looked up towards me and started to walk towards me. Once she reached a step in front of me she held her hand out to expect mine to place inside of hers. As I lent my palm into hers she wrapped her other arm around my neck and cornered her elbow to pull me into a kiss.

Our lips connected and it was like there was nothing around us. Nothing but black because whenever we connected like this, it always felt as if there was no one else in the world but us two. Hell. There wasn't even a world when we would be passionate in this way. We were the only ones that mattered and because of that emotion and feeling, everything else would crumble away, there was nothing that mattered like us and her especially. Her love. Her care. Her personality. Her. She. Us. We.

How am I so lucky?

We parted and she cupped my face between her two palms, letting go of my hand and I smiled rosy-cheeks.

"You look incredible, Y/N." She kissed my forehead and then both cheeks before peering her eyes closely looking into mine, "You hear me? You look, fucking, incredible, my love." My cheeks went rosier and the sound of her voice and I kissed her lips hastily before grasping my fingers between hers and whispering, "We must go... My beauty." She nodded her head and we paced out to the car outside. She flicked her finger behind us, closing the door with her magic as I giggled into her ear when we sat in our limo.

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Zemo x Reader (SAD ONESHOT): In your arms, my Romeo.

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SYNOPSE: You just escaped the explosion which the scientist set off to destroy all of his work and you along with it. You, Bucky, Sam, Sharon and Zemo were fighting and you have just woken up. You hadn't realised but you suddenly went unconscious. What happened?

WARNINGS: Blood, Death, Sadness, blurr/sight issue, profanity.

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It was so cold.

My Romeo held me as consciousness faded into existence through the dark must my eyes projected. I felt the chill of the biting wind across my arms and face as goose bumps rose on the skin of my forearms. My vision blurred clear and I twisted my eyes to look up to my love.

His eyes mustered oceans which were held by the little dams of his lower eyelid, his eyes lightning red from the cries he'd acted and reminisces of the escaping tears held on his cheeks as more flowed the same path. He was screaming in silence and pain resided in his features while i felt simply nothing...?

Drapes of his hair fell onto me as he touched his head to mine and it was perfect. He never stopped crying that entire time, his face red as droplets rained a short distance to my own face, I smiled at him as he pushed his head farther into mine to show his adoration of me. I love him. My Baron Helmut Zemo.

My head nestled deeper into his arms as he brought his head up, my body was draped across his knees while we were on the floor. I looked to his face again and his cries still rang in silence for me to hear or answer him. I just smiled. My hand brought up to his cheek heavily as I wiped a tear away from his soft cheek.

I blinked, smiling still, "It's okay." I said, bringing my ears to be able to hear again. Sounds of gunfire rang in the background but all I could hear now was his crying and seeing him shaking his head at my comment.

We were tucked beneath a fallen metal crate and it was dark under there but it was okay. As long as I was in his arms I couldn't care less for what is going on right now. As long as he is okay, I am okay. I love him. My Baron Helmut Zemo.

"Y...I... I love you..." He whispered through sudden cries, attempts to conceal his fear, but he forgets I can see straight through him. This man is an open book with me no matter how much he might try to conceal it all, he won't win. I always win.

"And I love...y...you" I breathed out, losing my air fast. Maybe it was the adrenaline falling away. He just provided me with a tearysmile and I took it as it was. I don't want him to hurt, but what is life without a bit of pain?

"You... You're bleeding out, schatzi..." He gulped away more tears before springing his head upwards, "we need to get you help. He-" I covered his mouth with my hand to stop his calling. I don't want help.

"But liebe, you're-" I hushed him with my index finger brought over my mouth, mimicking a "shushing" word and making the sound to hush him.

"It doesn't hurt" I smiled, a tear falling from the corner of my eye, "I promise my love, it doesn't hurt at all."

He fell his head back into my own and allowed a rainfall of tears to resume on me as I joined in the flow and cried simultaneously with him. "I... I love you." I croaked.

He planted a kiss, passion consuming every part of mine and his body. We kissed for what felt like forever and there was ringing and reminiscing of all of our previous kisses in my mind.

From our first kiss way back in Sokovia's rubble to our lastest one enduring right now. He consumed me and I consumed him, I love him. My Baron Helmut Zemo.

"Please, let me get help, schatz. I... I can't lose you!" He said quietly, bringing his head upwards.

"It's okay... What is love, if not grief persevering?" I quoted with a smile to him, he knows who said it last, he knows what happened to that same man, he knows the ending of our fairy-tale is about to begin. But what is the end? Maybe my end, is his beginning. His one and true beginning. The beginning that will determine the rest of his life, his grief persevering and yet guiding his life to a better one.

"B... But I can't do this without you. You're the only thing that's kept me sane! I love you, schatz. I love you Y/N."...

He called me Y/N? Fuck. This is serious.

I brought my body upwards to try and fix his worry but as I sat upwards blood poured from my lower left side, oceans of it. A re-enactment of that scene from The Shining, almost. It felt like I'd just drop 10 ton weights. The pressure lifted, and I fell backwards into his arms and lap again as he covered his top half over me and pressed his huge hand to my cheek.

"Y/N are you okay? Don't do that again! Y/N? Y/n!" his voice echoed from a hallway's distance. My eyes rolled around my head as did my head with it and I felt the lightness in my head as I started to drape from this world.

"I... I love... You"

Darkness.

3RD POV

Sam and Bucky ran to Zemo, "She... She's gone."

[sammysera]

Zemo x Reader short one shot:

You and Zemo running. You were hold hands. Gripped tightly together as you’re giggling and laughing, laughing at his small flirtations as you raced the Sandy beach. Him slapping your ass to make you jump forward. You laughed and suddenly stop.

As you stop Zemo runs straight past you and then you start to speed up as he turns around, you run full pelt into him which leads into you two falling flat onto the sand, him on his back and you on his chest. Your torso laying ontop of his and your legs between his.

He perks his head up to look at you and as he does so you leap forward and lock a kiss. Your lips smooshing together perfectly like peices of a jigsaw. His passionate kiss lacing your lips and mind with joy. “Z?”, “Yes, Schatz?” His voice moaned back. “Catch me if you can.” A grin appears on your face as you leap upwards and thrust your body towards the end of the beach.

Zemo still in slight shock from the initial passion, jumped to his feet and paced not far behind you, preparing to take your legs out as you laugh at his ‘creepy’ comments he’s making behind you to try and scare you.

Almost like that Jigsaw killer from those saw movies, making the creepy voice and saying ‘let’s play a game’ he leaped into your legs, landing you stomach flat onto the sand.

He grabs your arms and locks them both in one hand behind your back ontop of your ass. He leans forward into the back of your neck and slighly moans ‘I won’ with a Cheshire Cat smile. and then you woke up.

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What happens in Madripoor, stays in Madripoor (SHORT READER X BUCKY ONE SHOT)

Synopsis ~ It’s winter! You have lived in the outskirts of Madripoor your whole life and met Bucky partial way through, he was busy off saving the world until he had to come back. As he walks in the door your heart flutters, reminding you of the forever-teenage-crush you seemed to have on him, his personality, his eyes, his laugh, his hairs, his lips, You both decide to spend a bit of time together away from the crowds of avenging, what’s the worst that could happen?

Warning: profanity, drowning/death, mild sexual content, blood, murder, knives, 

Word count: 3254

This has only other been posted on my Twitter. It should NOT be posted on any other accounts apart from @/imgodbtchesmrvl on Twitter and this tumblr.

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The cold gusts rushed through the cracks of the window, begging to be accepted into the warmth of my home. Door creaked to the rattle of the wind’s pushes and shoves trying to get in and infect my home with the spiteful bite of raw frost. My body draped over a small coach in the corner of the living room in front of a dark-screened TV was my hands nestled book pages between each finger. 

My breath was short. The tensity of the book’s situation increased, pokes and prods of the cold dotted my skin heavily beneath my thin sweater. Dancing through the pages of the book my eyes glued to the lettering, each printed meant something which helped to create this world of murder, in the simple nook of my two hands. 

Blood splattered, knives thrown, glares of the dead and skulls of the living crept images into my mind of the entirely different century and world, sat between my palms. Rattle.

I tilted my head as my eyes slipped to the small handle of my front door. Blasting wind impacted the thing for the hundredth time in the last hour so my head shook away the thought of entry, the creep of reading this mysterious dark, world in front of me didn’t help the anxious-confidence of curiosity bugging my mind. Rattle.

I tilted my head as my eyes slipped to the small handle of my front door. This time I shivered as my right hand removed itself from the small portal in my hands and scratched up my bookmark off the couch, beneath my right thigh. I never removed my eyes from that blasted door handle, they stayed locked onto the threat. The bookmark noted the chapter of the book I reached prior to the interruption and I placed the paper-back down on a miniature grey table beside my current seat. Rattle.

My irises still locked onto that handle, I shifted upwards and still not unlocking my gaze I grabbed a little knife from the table beside me. You see, being the best friend one the one and only Winter Soldier doesn’t necessarily gain you any more confidence that you’ll “always be protected”. No. In fact it did quite the opposite, it exposed a weakness. One which could be exploited, especially is said-weakness had no defence techniques and was incapable to do a thing to defend themselves. On the other hand, there is me, Buck taught me basic ways to defend myself from predators and weakened parts of the body that could help me to take someone down if I needed to. Rattle.

My body thrusted against the wall in series with the door as the handle clicked. Shit. The wooden opening creaked as it threw itself around the hinge in an anti-clockwise, slow, manor. My body shivered to the hug of the frosty wind. Footsteps started to sound as a dark body started to enter the frame. I shot my knife towards it but their arms performed an ‘L’ shape, blocking my attempt, my eyes slowly looking upwards.

Bucky ‘Buchanan’ Barnes.

“Bucky.” I smirked at the tall, handsome loveable-stranger. “Hey, Frosty.” His relentless grin stole his features hastily, suddenly he thrusted himself forward onto me- shocking me I slipped backwards onto the hard, wooden floor and he fell directly on top of me but his hands slammed down either side of my head.

My eyes widened, glistening into his. I felt my heart start to palpitate at the sight of his features directly over me, just an inch or two from my own face. His chiselled jaw laced with a thin dark stubble, thin lips parted but soft, lower lip grinningly bitten slightly by an upper tooth, pearly whites staring back at me as his smile revealed at my flustered face. His eyes never left my own from our first conversion of words when he arrived.

Hesitantly his body came down on top of me, throwing a wave over my own body, of desire for my ever-long crush to just kiss me. As his entire body lie over my own, my legs already spread from the fall with his own placed between them, he halted. Mouth beside my ear. 

“A little weak on our defence, huh?” He groaned into my ear, his deep voice soothed the tension of my yearning body. A little laugh left his voice as his body lifted upwards and he settled between my legs, one knee led flat and the other pointed upwards, he never let the grin leave his face as a large hand offered help to my own. 

I grabbed it and smiled as we stood up together and he ripped me into a hug, squashing our body together. My body relaxed under the handsome scent of his, pine from the woodland next to my home, cologne, gun powder and fire. The best scent of all, all of this combined. Buck’s large arms engulfed half of my body and he smiled into my hair, not saying a word, just living in the moment of current affection. 

I pushed my arms around his waist and cuddled into his solid chest, his muscles were easy to feel through his thin shirt, how could he be wearing such a thin shirt in this weather? I blushed a little again under his groan of joy from our glued bodies. I missed this. I missed him. 

Finally after five minutes we parted and he gripped my shoulders with his humongous hands, I smiled at the hold, his eyes stared through into my soul and I felt almost naked from that gaze of his,  “How are you?” I smiled a bit more at the question, “Better now that you’re back, Buck.” I patted his arm and he let go as I left for the kitchen, him plodding his large soldier-body behind me. 

“I assume you’re hungry, Bucky?” my head turned as I started to walk backwards into the kitchen, making it through the doorway then turning back so I would walk forward to the fridge and pull out some ingredients for one of my best recipes: a sandwich. 

“If you wouldn’t mind making me something too, I’d appreciate that.” I looked up to the super-soldier as he plopped his body into a breakfast-bar chair in front of the bar while I shifted around in front of him making two sandwiches for the both of us. 

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Time skip: 4 hours later.

catch-up: after the last few hours of talking we discussed life, love, The Avengers, how Bucky was, how I was, what we want in future. We talked about so much half of it I couldn’t even remember. But we decided that now we are going to go out in the snow to just have some general fun. It didn’t snow a whole lot in America this year so when Bucky came here, to Madripoor, he was wanting to at least enjoy the bite of snow at his skin while he was here. 

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I shot down the hallway of my little bungalow, darting past Bucky’s door and he chuckled at the sight of my body running round the smallest home he had to ever of been in, as if it was some sort of incredibly important emergency. 

“Seriously, you can chill out Frosty, it snows here about two-foot a day in winter. It isn’t like we are going to miss it.” he cackled lacing his foot with a dark thick boot when I jumped in front of him. I grasped both of his shoulders and made him look directly into my eyes as I explained, “No you don’t understand, tonight’s sunset is going to be the most gorgeous one of the year. You need to see this one.” My face flourished emotionlessness as seriousness stole my features. Again, a cackle left his mouth while he stood up, placing a thick coat over his torso and zipping it shut to encase the heat of his body. 

I nodded to him, eyes wide in question of if he was finally ready to leave and he returned the nod which indicated for us to go. I squealed, almost launching out of the front door and I creased the perfection of the snow which had settled on my front-door-step. 

As I placed one foot into the candy-floss-snow my feet raced through the infinite acres of snow and I raced my body through the trees of the woodland placed in front of my bungalow, running from the calling of Bucky’s voice to stop. I giggled at my head start and hid behind a tree, circling a ball of snow into a snow-ball.

Footsteps crept closer alongside heavy breaths and more calls for his ‘Frosty’. My hand laced my mouth to stop a little giggle escaping at his confusion of where I had hidden, as his back turned towards me I ran out and launched a fist of snow into the centre of his back. 

He spun around, a smirk gaining his features at the sight of me running away from him, no more snow in hand. His body thrusted towards me at a heavy speeding pace while I ran directly towards frozen lake I know of local to the woodland. As I shoved branches out of my path, hearing the gaining footsteps I chose to take a detour from my original path.

Before Bucky realised, I managed to take an arm of snow and climb up a tree, I was then sat up on a thick branch draping across to entwine with another arm from another tree halted proudly upwards, my eyes chased Bucky’s movements below me. A small smile flourished on my face, watching Buck struggle to find my where-a-bouts. 

He spun in circles directly below me, his jacket creasing over his muscular arms, his dark hair being discoloured by the snow falling on top of the short locks of hair, his stubble starting to also discolour. He started to sputter as some snow must have landed on his lips or in his mouth and he slapped his face over trying to get the snow off his stubble and out of his mouth. Forcing my laughter to try to contain itself even more.

My self-control started to lack as I giggled aloud a little bit but not enough to make him notice my location. 

He paused for a moment, squinting in the distance and a breeze overcame the air, dancing his hair forwards allowing from him to use this as an excuse to then run his hand through his hair and pull it from his eyes, this act, although not intentionally flirtatious or arousing, caused that same prior desire for him to just kiss me and be with me returned to my feelings and thoughts.

To contain this, at least for right now, I encased a ball of snow in my hand and swung back my right arm, preparing a throw down towards the back of Buck’s head. Perfect shot. Perfect aim. Perfect target. Perfect everything. I swung it but as my arm came forward and released the ball of frozen water, it slapped into the direct centre of Bucky’s face and I gasped.

Eyes widened. 

Buck’s hand and cyborg moved upwards towards the snow encasing his features and as he wiped it off I released the loudest laughter I had ever had. My laughter captured Bucky’s attention and his face shot upwards towards me, allowing me to admire his beauty through tears of laughter. 

While cackling uncontrollably I suddenly lost my grip, grabbing some snow on my fall down through the air instead of a branch. Everything was in slow motion.

“NO!” Bucky’s voice bellowed as my body dropped from the branch of the tree and my hand grabbed a fist of snow. 

Falling.

Bright images of my parents drowning in the local lake appeared in front of me, I relived each and every moment of that trauma within seconds that felt like hours. The experience of not being able to save them engraved my memory and this must have been my “white light” that everyone talks about seeing when they die.

My hair danced in the pull of gravity versus the light-weight of my hair, it flowed upwards and my body fell through the layer of frost-bitten air, slowly getting closer and closer to the white-bedded grass.

My eyes closed.

Warmth.

My eyes opened and I felt two arms wrapped around me. One under my upper torso and the other under my two legs, shock overcame me as I was sure this was the moment I’d die. My eyes turned to look at my knight, Bucky.

Bucky grasped me in his arms, worry embedded his features as he let go of a breath and closed his eyes bringing his forehead forward into my own, he was scared. Scared he’d lost me. Scared he was going to lose me. “Don’t ever do that again Frosty.” I giggled a bit and brought my forehead upwards. Our mouths centimetres apart, lust for kissing his claimed my mind as we both looked at each other’s lips, my eyes slowly looking up into his, “I planned on doing this everyday, darling.” I smirked and pulled away, shooting out of his arms and running towards the lake.

As I launched from his arms I saw a slight grin claim his lips again, replacing the worry he once had. I couldn’t tell if it was because of the snarky comment and sarcasm which claimed my personality like slave, or whether it was because I called him ‘darling’. 

My thighs pounded against each other as I slid across the opening and onto the ice, I locked down onto one knee, skimming across the soft ice allowing it to slide me as far as it could. I turned in circles across the ice hearing small cracks as I danced, I slightly caught Bucky appearing through the opening and standing on the verge of the ice, smiling at the sight of my let-go. 

Dancing allows my body to let go, I love to dance. It sets my soul free and I love to do it on this lake, when its frozen, or in this opening to honour my parents. They loved my dancing, they loved me dancing. Bucky loved to watch me dance. I’ve seen so many smiles lace his face whenever he watched me dance, it made me feel alive to see him enjoy watching me do something I enjoy. It only made me love him more.

I turned in a circle, several times. Feeling the gushing wind spin out from my speeding rate of turns and and I brought my arm down, a hand gripped my right waist and my left hand. I looked into the depths of who had taken my hand.

Bucky sincerely smiled and started to dance with me. We rushed around the outskirts of the lake, spinning and turning, so many moments where all we did was lose ourselves in each other’s glistening eyes. The snow only emphasised the aura around us. We both love winter so it only feels absolutely perfect whenever we are together in this weather and season. 

Bucky looked deep into my eyes as I stared into his with an equal smile, his ocean-eyes glowed even more in the shimmer of white around us. He spun me round and I fell into his right arm as he brought me down towards the ice with my leg hung upwards in the air, his face following my own.

Our faces, almost parallel following each other at every moment. He brought me up, an even deeper and emotional smile gathered across his entire face, his stubble creased under one of his numbered smiles. 

Bucky doesn’t tend to be joyful too much because of everything he went through so whenever he is around me I tended to do whatever I could to make him smile. Even if it meant doing something incredibly stupid, as long as a smile graced his features, thats all that matters. 

I stood directly opposite him and he spun me before bringing me back down into and identical position to our last, except now our faces were directly parallel. My leg strung up in the air again, assuming a dance pose. 

His deeper emotions surfaced, “I don’t know why it took me so long to do this.”

I tilted my head at his comment and he thrusted forward. Our lips crashed, perfectly. We kissed, our lips smothered each other passionately and there wasn’t a single regret in that moment from either of us. 

If passion could be physically shown, there would be mass fires surrounding our bodies as they pushed together under the heated love through our simple kiss.

Bucky’s hand clenched my ass jokingly and I chuckled at his cheeky grab as he chuckled at my laugh. I pulled my arms around his neck and tugged him closer as our bodies brought upwards. Never once did our lips part. 

Buck’s arms wrapped around my lower back as mine stretched around his lower neck and his little laugh escaped, parting our lips from the struggle of reaching completely around his neck.

“Who’d have thought such a short-ass would be the one I fall for?” he giggled down to me.

“Who’d have thought you’d finally kiss me?” I chuckled back at him sarcastic and not once did my smile hesitate or leave my lips.

“Hey, this is 2024. You could have been the one to kiss me.” He replied with a sarcastic-serious face, cupping my right jaw.

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for old fashioned.” I returned the sarcasm and he pushed his lips back onto mine.

“I love you, Frosty,” his words pulsed through my mind on loop. I couldn’t get enough of those four words in his voice, from his mouth.

“Happy birthday” He smiled more and pulled out a small burgundy box. I looked at the box then up to him and slapped my hand onto his torso lightly with a wide smile of joy from the comment of his love. I didn’t need some sort of gift, I just wanted his love.

“Bucky, I-”

Crack. My eyes widened. Crack. My eyes looked into Bucky’s, fear overcoming. “love”. Shatter.

My body was engulfed by the cold wet. As I fell, I couldn’t even finish the four word sentence I aimed to tell him. Would this be my death? Is this how I die? I saw Bucky’s eyes start to fill with tears as I fell and when I dropped through I was smashing my hand onto the thick ice. 

I couldn’t swim.

I pounded and pounded and pounded, but nothing. Deafening silence.

I watched Bucky’s eyes drain of the passion that once resonated, now all I could see were tears. Panic. Sadness. Anger. Fear. He dropped to his knees, letting go of the burgundy box as it hit the ice beside his knee.

Time passed slowly, but I felt the life paling from me hastily. 

My hair flailed around my head, beneath the surface I was screaming but I didn’t want to show Bucky that fear. If I showed fear, he would be scared. I don’t want him to be scared. He forced his fists into the ice but it wouldn’t give. He just kept punching, his knuckles growing scarlet. 

I just smiled. One of his tears dropped onto the surface of the ice. I started to fall from the surface of the ice.

“I love you.”

Darkness.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed! This was originally inspired by a simple prompt I got on twitter and was mucking about making a mini commentary-short-story but then morphed an idea in my mind!

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