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Clean Up

Summary: As part of Stark’s clean up crew, you never have a dull day. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader-ish? Word Count: 3511 Warnings: Language, minor angst, fluff A/N: A lot of fics take place either during missions, the jet ride after, or when the team gets back to the tower/compound. I always wondered if there was a special crew that was assigned to a clean up crew, that helped these cities/towns rebuild and clear up dangerous stuff. This fic is a product of that brainstorm! It was beta’d by the lovely @saxxxology and gif is made by me and I hope you enjoy!

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The transport bus glided to a halt at the end of the long stretch of road that led up to the once standing machining factory. Standing from your seat at the front of the bus, you put your hands on your hips and arched your back, grunting when a few of your vertebrae shifted with a low pop. Turning to face the other passengers, you smiled, clapping your hands to gather their attention.

“Okay, everyone! Seems like this is just a simple structure collapse, but there was some minor damage to a few local businesses and residences as well as,” you dragged out the word as you pulled out your tablet and tapped into the mission report to read quickly, “some debris in the surrounding woods. Team A, you’re on the main factory building, Team B, you’re on the damaged buildings in town, and Team C, you’re with me on the debris in the forest. Any questions?” 

“Any chemicals or hazardous materials at the factory?” Joyce, one of the longest standing members of your team and the current lead of Team A asked.

“No,” you tapped a few more times on the tablet just to make sure, “looks like this was just a weapons factory, nothing more hazardous than the normal things like gasoline, oil, and sharp pieces of metal. Make sure you guys are all wearing your nano suits.”

Joyce nodded and, at the same time as everyone else on Team A, held up her hand, showing the fancy StarkTech bands that adorned each one of their wrists. They were a wonderful safety device, preventing anything sharp, caustic, or otherwise harmful from penetrating through while your workers were sifting through debris and cleaning up anything dangerous.

“Wonderful,” you grinned, looking around the bus, “any more questions?” When nobody spoke or raised their hand, you nodded, grabbing your bag from the seat and throwing it over your shoulder. “Alright, let’s get to it! Radios on channel three, and don’t forget to check in every thirty minutes!”

Grocery Run

Summary: A typical night at your grocery store job turns into something you never expected to ever experience. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count: 4385 Warnings: Language, violence, Rumlow’s an asshole, injuries, soft!Winter Soldier, Rumlow’s still an asshole (and a perv), angst, fluff A/N: I’ve been in a bit of a funk recently, and I just sat down yesterday and began to write this. It kind of just flowed out of me in a way that hasn’t happened in a long time, and I’m hoping this means I’m finally pulling out of this slump. Heed the warnings, though, Rumlow is a skeevy perv in this story. It takes place after Bucky and Steve fight on the bridge in TWS, and Natasha shoots the grenade launcher at him (in my head, and this story, he runs and is later picked up by Rumlow and his STRIKE team at a safehouse). It was beta’d by the lovely last minute beta champion whom I love to annoy @dean-winchesters-bacon​. Gif is made by me and I hope you enjoy!

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“Pew pew,” you whispered, aiming the scanner gun of your cash register at the back of the head of the nasty customer who just threw a temper tantrum over the sale price of frozen carrots.

“Y/N,” the front end manager scolded you, pointing at the next customer already waiting in your line.

With an eye roll that was borderline painful, you put the scanner down, plastered on your cheery customer service smile, and turned around to serve the person next in line.

The rest of your shift passed by in miserable slowness, and once the only other cashier with you left for the night, leaving you alone in the store, you were counting the minutes until you were able to close up and head home. The final hour had begun and you had already finished all of the chores you were assigned during the closing shift and were just trying to kill time on your phone. Your last customer was almost thirty minutes ago—a twenty year old kid, high as a kite, buying pretty much the entire snack aisle. 

The automatic doors swished open, and you heard a ding, signaling someone entered the store. When five more dings followed, you lifted your wide eyes from your phone to look at the entrance. The deep red logo of a skull atop tentacles on their bulletproof vests was hauntingly familiar, and you ducked down behind your register the moment you saw all of them were armed to the teeth.

“Over there,” one of them barked, and you heard dragging sounds before something hit the floor—or rather someone, based on their grunt as they hit the ground. “Clear the building, bring anyone you find up here. If they resist, take ‘em out.”

Stitching Secrets

Summary: A late night call from Steve for a favor has you headed up to the residential floor late at night, but what you find is something all too familiar. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader  Word Count: 5479 Warnings: Fluff, minor angst, language, smut, oral sex (male receiving), fluff A/N: Sorry I’ve been MIA recently. I got a new job and it’s been hard to adjust to this random work schedule. I hope you all enjoy this story, it takes place after CA:TWS, where instead of running, Bucky stays. This story has been a WIP for a while and I got the urge to start actually working on it a few days ago! This was beta’d by the lovely @saxxxology who also provided some very helpful plot advice. Enjoy!

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The load of laundry spinning around in the industrial washer next to you buzzed, startling you out of the book you were completely sucked into. Jumping to your feet, you grabbed the bottle of fabric softener and poured in two cup-fulls through the spout at the top, then pressed the button on the front to resume the rinse cycle. 

How the residents of the Avengers tower went through so many towels and sheets… you’d never know, and probably wouldn’t want to know.

The usual crew of laundry workers and maids had come and gone already, but as the lead of the department and head seamstress, you had to stay around and finish out any running loads so the other workers could go home. It was boring, sure, but it allowed you some quiet time alone so you could read.

All in all, the basement of the tower wasn’t all that bad. 

Mostly.

The main department phone began ringing, and you sighed, marking your place in your book. It was a short walk over to your office, and you frowned as you picked up the receiver when you realized it was well past ten at night.

“Hello?”

“Hey, this is Steve Rogers. Is this Y/N?”

You had to fight the urge to roll your eyes. As if there was anyone who didn't know Steve Rogers. “It is indeed. How can I help you, Captain?”

“We, uhhh, we have a new resident moving into the tower and he needs to be set up with some linens,” you smiled at his use of the proper term, “and…”

When he trailed off, you raised a brow. “And what?” You thought about all the weird requests Tony would have for you, and you lowered your voice. “Something… discreet?”

Unbearable

Summary: After the group movie night, an advertisement on TV shocks the entire group and leads to an investigation. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader  Word Count: 5679 (weeee) Warnings: Fluff, angst, Bucky’s trauma being disrespected, language, canon violence  A/N: I have absolutely no self control when it comes to word counts, and this story is a wild ride. It’s also from another late night brainstorming session with a friend, who you can totally blame for me thinking about this. And forgive me for the title, I like puns, okay? This was beta’d by the lovely @saxxxology​ and the gif was made by me (although this story isn’t 1940′s Bucky, the man gives good face). Enjoy!

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Movie nights at the Avengers compound were always a popular event. Thanks to various press tours, public appearances, and the occasional baddie, there was always at least one person from the team missing whenever movie nights were scheduled. It was a hazard of the job, you knew, but once in a while, the stars aligned perfectly and everyone that lived in the compound was in attendance.

Wanda was just pulling the final bag of steaming popcorn out of the microwave when the two final stragglers, both super soldiers, decided to come through the doorway, each wearing henleys and sweatpants. Bucky plopped down in the empty spot next to you and pecked your lips in greeting, a large smile on his scruffy face.

“Oh, the centenarians decided to join us,” Tony announced, twisting his wrist to check his watch. “Sure it isn’t past your bedtime?”

You reached over and slapped Tony on the arm with the back of your hand. “Hey, be nice. This is the first full group for movie night in what? Seven months?”

“Seven months, twelve days, three hours, and forty-six minutes,” Vision rattled off in his usual accented cadence.

Wanda smiled at Vision and bent down, pressing a kiss to his temple as she passed you the bowl of popcorn. “It’s been a long time, we all deserve some rest.”

“What are we watching?” Steve asked, shuffling over and dropping into one of the plush leather recliners with a huff. “Something upbeat, I hope?”

Spice

Summary: Bucky seeks you out after a Hydra related mission, and you’re ready to give whatever he needs.  Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader  Word Count: 1581 Warnings: Minor angst, fluff, language, smut, oral sex (male receiving), bossy Bucky, fluff A/N: This is the second part of the miniseries, and this time we get Bucky! I feel like it would be hard for Bucky to slip into his 1940′s ladies man persona at the beginning of a relationship, but since he is in an established relationship with the reader already, there’s a level of trust there, and he knows he can be himself, ask for what he needs and not be judged. The next part is a wild ride, so I hope you’re prepared. ;) This was beta’d by the amazing @saxxxology​, gif made by me. Enjoy!

Sugar // Spice // Everything Nice  —  Marvel Masterlist

Bucky could only be described as a sweet piece of candy surrounded on all sides by tornadoes. Those brave enough to weather through the rough and dangerous exterior were rewarded by the sweet man that lies inside. Where Steve was mellow and easy going, Bucky was intense and passionate. The two of them were opposite sides of a coin: different on the surface, but deep down made of the same material.

The quinjet landing rumbled through the compound, and you knew it would only be a matter of time before he seeked you out. The mission was Hydra related, and you knew Bucky would be on edge, so you were ready for whatever he needed. Sometimes he just liked to be held and would fall asleep in your lap while you stroked his hair, other times he’d be on you before the door to his bedroom fully closed, tearing at your clothes before fucking you like a wild animal.

Either way, you were always there for him.

The book in your lap had lost its appeal almost twenty minutes ago, and Bucky still hadn’t come to find you. Usually he’d come straight to you off the jet for whatever he needed, but your eyes widened when you realized what might have happened.