A/N: I TRIED SOMETHING NEW, SO I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!
WARNING- SMUT, 18+ MATERIAL. DO NOT READ UNDER THE AGE OF 18
This mission was different than most, only four of you had been chosen to dive into the world of Hydra and attempt to extract valuable information to take Hydra down. Steve and Buck were on the other side of the compound while Sam and yourself were on the other side attempting to breach the communication center to take over their eyes and ears.
Bullets whizzed past your head as you turned down a darkened hallway, the gasp that escaped your lips seemed deadly as you reloaded you weapon. You could hear the assailants getting closer to your corner as you continued to reload as fast as your human body could move. You may be assassin but you could only move so quickly.
As you went to make your move, aiming for their heads. Sam went to pull you back, in his eyes back to safety, in yours to be a pain in the ass.
“Let me go, now.” You gritted through your teeth as his grip loosened, you went to turn the corner again but only came face to face with Bucky and Steve. They had taken down every assailant before turning to you, taking in your annoyed expression.
The glare you were sending their way was fatal, they did this every single time. Every time they thought you wouldn’t be able to handle the heat on your own. So of course, this is nothing different, but this time you weren’t biting your tongue about it.
“I had it; you should have let me finish this damn mission.” You grunted, pushing past them before making your way to the Quinjet.
You sat in your seat, running your battered hands through your long hair. You could feel blood running down your cheeks, most likely from a cut on your forehead, as your hair kept sticking to it.
“Dammit” You said, throwing your gear across the Quinjet, the anger still radiating off of you as you heard the guys loading their stuff back onto the jet before heading back to Stark Tower.
“You good?” Sam asked as he took a seat next to you before Bucky and Steve loaded up.
You were holding back tears as you looked at him, “Honestly- no. I am so over feeling un-helpful when I know I’m good at my job. I know I can do this. But he thinks I can’t- The fucking Winter Solider, my own damn boyfriend thinks I can’t do my own job. And now I am too the point I want to leave.” You said, a single tear running down your cheek as you made eye contact with Sam.
He just gave you this look of sadness, “Don’t do that, you can’t leave.”
“Can’t leave what?” Bucky said trying to catch your eyes and you looked to the floorboards. He was trying to read your face, but you weren’t going to give anything away- not to him.
“None of your business, Barnes” You hissed at him as he sulked into his seat next to Steve as the Quinjet was being fired up.
You just closed your eyes trying not to focus on the events of today, you just wanted to be back at the tower and in your room away from everyone else.
Before you knew it the Quinjet was touching down again, the rough landing drew you from your slumber. You looked around checking your surroundings before gathering your things.
You quickly stepped out of the jet, making your way to your room. You were halfway off the helipad before someone grabbed your arm, spinning you towards them.
Of course, it was no other than Sargent James Buchanan Barnes, the man who you love when he doesn’t turn into a complete ass.
“What is the problem? I saved you ass back there” He said, glaring down at me.
“You- you are my fucking problem” You said, tearing your arm away from him and made your way back to your room in the tower.
You could not make it to your room faster, the door sliding behind you brought the blissful silence that you so deeply needed. A loud sigh escaped past your lips as you laid down your gear, carefully stripping off your uniform. Gasping as it slipped past a large bruise forming on your upper shoulder.
You made your way to your large bathroom, turning the shower on the steam quickly filling the large space. Looking in the mirror, you took in your appearance. An expansive cut was your forehead, dried blood stuck to your forehead and cheeks, even the evidence of a black eye forming.
A sigh escaped your lips as you stepped under the steaming water, the hot feeling good on your bruised and battered body. The water slowly turning a reddish-brown color due to the blood streaming off your body.
Closing your eyes, you just thought about the mission and how you wish it had gone differently. You knew you could handle the mission, but of course Buck thought you can’t do anything without breaking a nail or accidentally shooting yourself in the foot.
You just shook your head trying to focus on anything else but the mission and how you were being treated. The bubbles from your shampoo mixed with the steamy water, as you just tried to relax.
Could you really step away from the Avengers? Could you really just leave this new world? Could you step away from Bucky forever?
You left out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in as you turned the water off, your stomach growled as you dried yourself off. Trying to think about what tomorrow could bring, you threw on your pajamas, also meaning shorts and a large hoodie with fuzzy socks.
You tossed your wet hair over your shoulder as you made your way to the kitchen, just praying that everyone was still in their rooms or even better asleep. You could hear the peanut butter calling your name as you rounded the corner, only to come face to face with the one person you were trying to avoid.
“Hey Baby” He said, looking up from his files that were spread around the kitchen island, multiple pictures of former Hydra members scattered around with their own individual files.
You barely looked at him as you opened the kitchen cabinet, pulling out the crunchy peanut butter and a spoon. Leaning against the counter you just kept sparing him looks as his brow was scrunched together as he read more of his files.
“You want to stop looking at me or are you going to talk to me?” He grumbled at you, looking up from his files. The bruising on his face was noticeable, and so was the split lip he was sporting. Clearly you weren’t the only one who had some reminders of today’s mission.
You just smirked at him, you were annoyed with him and you weren’t going to engage in whatever he thought he was going to get away with saying to you.
Placing your spoon in the sink, you started to stroll back out of the kitchen just barely passing Bucky. You felt his metal hand wrap around your wrist, making you stop in place.
“I don’t want to talk to you” You said bluntly, trying to pull your already bruised wrist out of his cold hand.
“Well too bad- we need to talk about today. Cause you clearly have some kind of problem with me and how I do my job on missions” He said, turning towards you before standing to his feet causing you to step back as his height overtook your small frame.
“I don’t want to talk about this with you. I have absolutely nothing to say about today. I don’t want to talk to you, okay? Get that through your head please. I am so tired of people trying to protect me and keep me from doing my job. So please- leave me the hell alone Buck.” You said, standing your ground. It was a clear a fight was coming, and you didn’t have the energy to even try to defend yourself or your actions.
“I was trying to protect you! And everyone else on that mission, that is something we need to talk about. Not you ignore me because you’re mad at me cause I stepped in your way. You know I couldn’t live with myself if something was to happen to you.” He said, trying to step towards you more but you kept stepping back away from him.
“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mighty, and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way! I know how to do my job, but I cannot do it when you are all over me.” You finally screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to care and love.
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to dampen your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego. You were just so done.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
A slight moan escaped from your lips as the kiss continued to intensify, you gently pulled at his matted hair causing a guttural sound to escape his lips. His lips pulled away slowly looking for the sweet spot under your jaw that makes you go crazy.
“Oh Buck…” You moaned loudly, your voice bouncing off the kitchen walls. It would like your moan was in utter surround sound.
He pulled away, darkened eyes looking deep into your eyes before speaking in a low tone, “That’s not my name angel.”
You leaned in close, your hot breath hitting his ear, “Oh I’m sorry…. Sargent Barnes”
A shutter rippled through his body as he threw you over his shoulder, making his way over to Tony’s new and very expensive couch. Tossing you down, the armrest digging into your bruised back, only causing a moan to escape from you.
“Tony is going to kill us…” You moaned as he rutted his hips against yours, slowly grinding against your clothed heat. But that only added to the pleasure as you were already dripping wet.
“I don’t care” He silently moaned against your ear, as he found his way to your sweet spot under your jaw once again. Leaving a liter of hickey’s as he made his way down your body, slowly stripping you of your hoodie. Your nipples becoming hard as the cold air rushed onto your exposed skin.
A low moan escaped from you as he made his way down your neck before working his way to your breasts. He shot you a small glance as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, the contact sending your eyes to roll back into your head. The pleasure taking over your body, you were ready to give everything to this man.
You grinded your hips against his, your juices continuing to leak from you as you were a moaning mess under him. He made his way back up to your lips, kissing them so gently as he stripped off his shirt, and began to remove your shorts which barely covered anything.
You let out a shaky breath as he grazed your clit with his metal fingers, which only caused a ripple of pleasure to travel through you. He couldn’t help but smirk at the bucking of your hips.
“You’re leaking baby” He said, rubbing his thumb across your clit almost too slow for your liking. He knew exactly what he was doing as he continued to press his thumb into your clit, as he slowly enters two fingers into your leaking cunt. You couldn’t help yourself as your eyes rolled back into your head, the pleasure building inside of you.
Your legs began to tremble as your orgasm was quickly approaching, you could hear the wet sounds of your cunt as he continued to press his fingers deep inside of you, hitting your most sensitive spot.
“Please- I’m gonna…Sargent…” You began to pant out as your legs continue to tremble even more.
“Go.” Was all he had to say before you came undone under him, you became a mess of moans as you felt your cunt pulse around his fingers as he continued to pump in and out of you.
“I need you…” You said as you grinded your leaking cunt against his hand even more, he couldn’t help but groan as he fished his thick length out of his sweats. His tip was swollen, and red with precum started to leak.
He stroked himself a few times before guiding himself to your opening, stretching your cunt to accommodate his size. He gave you no time to adjust before he began thrusting into you at a fast speed.
The frantic pace was too much for your pleasure riddled body as you could feel your cunt started to pulse again, your orgasm was only seconds away. You arched your back as the orgasm began to overwhelm your body, sending your eyes straight back into your head.
He threw his head back as he felt his high approaching, he just took in the glorious appearance under him as you continued to fall apart under him.
“I’m close” He moaned as he continued to hit your sensitive spot with such force, only causing the pleasure to increase even more.
“Fill me up….” Was all you worked out in-between your panting. He smiled down at you before snapping his hips one more time, spilling hit warm seed deep inside of you. Only causing you to pulse even more around his throbbing dick.
He collapsed on top of you, just taking in this moment and taking in you.
“I love you… only you” You said as you pushed his matted, sweaty hair out of his face. A smile appeared on his face, as he pressed his lips to yours, hard.
“I love you so much” He said, brushing your wet hair out of your face, taking in every feature as he continued to study you.
You opened your mouth to say something when a voice came over the loudspeaker, “Mr. Stark would like to inform you that you owe him a new couch And also to say that was more than disturbing”
You both couldn’t help but laugh as the loudspeaker cut out again. In a world where the Winter Solider used to be nothing but a killer. Here he is now, in all his glory as the one man who would do anything to keep your safe.
“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mightly and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way!” You screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to love
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to wetten your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
in case you don’t know this is set up in the same universe as my Should’ve Known series if you want to check it out before reading further the links are right under this paragraph.
You don’t quite remember waking up, you just remember feeling warm and hearing your wifes soft breathing next to you and the sounds of rain outside.
You opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was the rain gently decending on your window.
It was peaceful, you looked at the clock and saw it was only eight in the morning. You know you probably would’ve gotten up sooner had it not been for the twins being away at Nick’s for the weekend which was a small blessing. You rarely had moments like theses with Wanda, where there wasn’t any particular rush or set schedule for the day. It was sunday and sundays was usually a break day for everyone. Wanda didn’t go studying and you guys can spend the day together doing whatever.
You gently turn only to see your wife still sleeping. Moments like these were even rarer. Wanda usually is the first one up in the mornings, however, when she sleeps she sleeps like an angel. Her features were peaceful, which once again was rare but was becoming more common now that you guys had no more battles to fight.
Those days were finally over and this was your reward.
You gently kiss her forehead, hoping not to wake her and you carefully unwound the sheets from yourself. Your feet pad gently to the kitchen where you began breakfast.
You put the kettle on to boil while you got the tea packets ready and got to making breakfast. You remember this Sokovian breakfast that Wanda taught you and decided to make it. It was a relatively simple recipe, it was essentially pancakes just a little thicker than a crepe.
—
Wanda woke up to the smell of fluffy pancakes in the air. the warm and sweet scent reminded her of mornings when she and Pietro were young. Either her mother or father in the kitchen cooking pancakes before her father had to go to work and the rest of the day began.
Wanda opened her eyes to the other half of her bed empty, but the smell of pancakes and the faint sound of old music told her where you were.
She stretched sleep from her limbs with a groan and silently made her way to you.
Once Wanda reached you she simply stood by the doorway, watching while you swayed your hips and sing a long to the music in a languid way. It was off key and it was beautiful at the same time, because it was you. You could make even the trash look beautiful if you were holding it to her. If she could, Wanda would forever capture this moment with you and keep it with her always.
Wanda was more than content with watching you from afar but the pancakes you were making lured her further in and forced her from her spot at the doorway.
“good morning Солнечный свет,” Wanda greeted with a kiss to your cheek. “it smells good, how can I help?”
“I’m almost done here, why don’t you set the table.” You said as you pecked her lips. Concentrating mostly on not burning the pancakes. Wanda did as you had asked and set the table for the both of you.
By the time Wanda had set the table you were done cooking and were plating the pancakes and pouring the tea into their respective cups.
—
“What time is Nick bringing the kids?” Wanda asked as she stuffs another mouthful and delicious fluffy pancakes into her mouth.
“Originally it was today but I got a call earlier before you woke up,” You said as you take another bite, “but the twins want to visit smithsonian with Nick, so they’re staying another day. Strange will portal them here early tomorrow.”
“So that just leaves us another day then,” Wanda said quirking her eyebrow, “all alone.” You winked in response and laughed slightly.
Yes just another day alone with one another.
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It was one of those days where you just let Wanda magic all the dishes clean and away along with the mess you had made making the breakfast.
You and her had been so busy the past weekend, you loved the twins with every fiber of your being. You would die for them. But you really couldn’t get much cleaning done when they were here, because once you got one area clean, the kids would come in like a tsunami and suddenly the coffee table is sticky and all the toys were out.
So when Nick called you and said he wanted the weekend with his grandkids you didn’t have any quarrel with it. You knew besides you and Wanda, Nick loved those kids and would do anything for them.
The past two days were spent cleaning, manually. Wanda was originally just magic all the mess and clutter away, but you somehow convinced her that doing it manually was much more rewarding.
However, after cleaning and reorganizing everything, now you want nothing more than to sit on the couch with Wanda and watch whatever, not having to get up to even do dishes.
And that’s exactly what you did.
You made popcorn and you and Wanda watched most of the movies you watched when the kids were asleep at night along with binge watching a few episodes from various sitcoms.
At some point there was just silence, you and Wanda just watched the rain and were content to just be together.
Sometimes you sit back and you just admire how far both you and Wanda have come. From living at the compound, getting called away for missions where you never knew what was going to happen, always sacrificing the people and things that matter most to you for the greater good, being so powerful and yet to powerless when it really counted.
You loved your life, you loved your kids and your wife.
You’ll treasure it and hold onto it for as long as you could.
A/N: the Alternate Ending is here! I’m so sorry this took so long and for the overall accidental hiatus. I have been busy getting things ready for a yard sale and I’m preparing for school and I just overall didn’t have much time for writing. Thank you all so much for all the love and if you’ve noticed I reorganized my Masterlists so that way everything is more organized and everything. I’ll have to edit every one of my posts to that way people can find things better but for now enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Wanda or Steve they are owned by Marvel, I don’t own the gif either.
WARNINGS:Angst, Swearing, the stages of grief, loss, dark themes, 18 + from here on out, SERIOUSLY DARK MENTIONS OF DEATH IF THIS IS TRIGGERING PLEASE AVOID THANK YOU
You were foolish to believe Wanda would respect your wishes.
The morning after returning from the hospital you felt weird, lighter, stronger. Considering that a building came down on you a few days prior, you felt far too healthy. You had leapt from the bed and begged that what you thought wasn’t true, only to be met with one of your greatest fears once again.
Wanda had built an idyllic town, streets lined with perfect houses with perfect yards. School was far enough for the twins to ride their bikes to and from everyday. There was an ice cream shop down the street and there was pizza delivery any time of day. Wanda had even redecorated your home as well, overnight your rustic home had turned into the domestic suburban dream that you had remembered from the first Hex.
The only bright side to it was the lack of decade skipping, you woke in the modern century and that is where it stayed.
“Mommy?” Lettie’s voice broke you from your thoughts as you remembered where you were. Family Dinner was a non negotiable event, it happened once a day every day. Sometimes that is what you used to keep track of the days gone by here. “Are you ok?”
“Yes baby,” You assured your daughter, giving her a small wink before going back to your meal. It was Friday so it was Pizza night, cheese mixing with tomato and sausage left a heavenly taste on your tongue. Half of the pizza was meat lovers special for you and Stevie while the other side was plain cheese for Wanda and Lettie. The one thing you had to give the Hex, the pizza was damn good.
So far you gathered that the twins knew that something wasn’t right, they just didn’t know what. It made your stomach twist, you weren’t sure if Wanda put them under a spell or took their memories of the past few months away. You weren’t sure if Wanda was capable of meddling with their minds, you knew she loved the twins and would never do anything to harm them.
However Wanda had loved you and yet she did this.
“”Cолнечный свет you seem distracted,” You heard your wife remark across the table, “is everything alright?”
“I’m fine Wanda.” You reply coldly as you refuse to meet her eyes. You continued to eat your dinner, listening intently to the children recount their day.
“Miss. Johnson says I’m the brightest in her class,” Stevie said excitedly as he continued to ramble on about Miss. Johnson. You can feel Wanda’s eyes on you, but you paid her no mind as your son continues to talk.
Eventually dinner ends and you tuck the kids into bed, giving them each kisses on their brows.
“Mommy,”
“Yes baby.”
“Mama did something bad didn’t she.”
You paused for a minute, your children’s blue eyes staring back at you. You always knew that they were too observant for their own good. You sighed as you placed a kiss on their foreheads.
“Mama loves you with all her heart,” You start, “She would do anything to protect you, same as I. It’s just that sometimes Mama can’t tell the difference between right and wrong, and that makes me worried for her.” You tuck them further into their comforters, “the one thing I’m certain about is that she loves you so much and she would never hurt you. Much like how much you love her and would do anything for her.”
“And like how much you love her.”
Silence filled the air for a second, just a heartbeat before you found yourself replying.
“Exactly,” You said, “And much like I would do anything to protect you I would do anything to protect her.”
After that you bid the twins goodnight one last time before finally closing their door.
“You know I love you too right,” You hear Wanda say behind you, “and I would do anything to protect you.”
“I know.”
“I don’t think you do.” Wanda said, your back was still facing her. You haven’t looked at her even once after waking up in the Hex and it was driving Wanda mad.
Maybe she already was.
You went to walk to your bedroom when suddenly you felt yourself being pinned to the wall, it wasn’t rough but it certainly wasn’t the gentle touch you knew. You kept your eyes on the ground, you knew the moment you looked at her your resolve would crumble.
“Look at me,” Wanda let out in a choked whisper, “please my Солнечный свет, I know you’re beyond upset with me, but I did this for us.” She leaned in closer, her nose brushing against your cheek as you continued to look anywhere but her. However you still feel your resolve crumbling as her breath tickles your neck and her hands find their way to your waist. You could smell the familiar scent of roses and incense on her, the one thing that didn’t change. You feel her lips peck at your neck a bit, once, twice, before a sharp nip under your jaw caught you off guard. You let out a low moan as her hand firmly grasps your jaw making you look at her.
You could see it in her eyes. Those beautiful pale green eyes that you looked into and felt safe. It was only now that you could see the obsession in them, the unspoken promise of never letting you go.
Till death did you part and now that she took death out of the equation.
You were hers.
Forever.
“I love you,” She says as she kisses the corner of your mouth, “I would destroy the world if it meant that I got to keep you and our family safe.” Her hands glide over your stomach, “I love our family with everything I am, I love taking care of you. I miss waking up every morning with your arms around me, I miss the way you smiled at me when I came home everyday, miss the way our hands always found each other, I miss us.” Her forehead presses to yours, “You hadn’t looked at me since before the Hex and it felt like I was running out of air, I was suffocating and cold. But now that you’re looking at me and it feels like I can breathe again, I feel warm and lightheaded and at peace.” Her hands move to cradle your face, “I don’t feel at peace unless I have you with me.”
“Wanda-”
“Please don’t call me that.” Wanda says, her voice breaking just a little, “You never used to call me Wanda before.”
“But this isn’t like before.”
“Why can’t it be?” Wanda asks, her green eyes boring into yours, the intensity was enough to make you feel vulnerable. You could see something dangerous lurking behind those eyes, something telling you not to push it further.
“In here you’re safe,” Wanda says, pinning you further into the wall, “in here our children are safe. No one will ever be able to take my family from me, ever again.”
so the reason I’m such a Marvel fanatic is because of my Dad and we watched the trailer together today and HE SPOTTED HOW STRANGE HAS GOTTEN HOLD OF THE DARKHOLD AND IS TRYING TO PRACTICE CHAOS MAGIC AND DREW THE PARALLELS BETWEEN THE LAST SCENE OF WANDAVISION AND THIS SCENE IN THE TRAILER AND I HAD TO SHARE IT WITH YOU GUYS
HOLY FUDGING SHIT
So after having this conversation with my Dad I re-watched the trailer and TV Spot and I noticed this figure over Kamar Taj and I feel like this could be Wanda attacking them because she wants her book back?
so the reason I’m such a Marvel fanatic is because of my Dad and we watched the trailer together today and HE SPOTTED HOW STRANGE HAS GOTTEN HOLD OF THE DARKHOLD AND IS TRYING TO PRACTICE CHAOS MAGIC AND DREW THE PARALLELS BETWEEN THE LAST SCENE OF WANDAVISION AND THIS SCENE IN THE TRAILER AND I HAD TO SHARE IT WITH YOU GUYS
self care is reading smutty, fluffy, kinky, angsty fanfiction every night after a long day of not being able to read smutty, fluffy, kinky, angsty fanfiction
