Love overcomes Universes
Hi everyone. I'm sorry it's been so long. I've been very busy with work and school and had a bit of a writers block. I hope you can forgive me :D. So here is a little something I wrote during the last week. Enjoy and please leave a like or comment.
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Warnings: Self consciousness, PTSD, Winter Soldier (mentioned), trauma (physical, mental), angst, smut, handjob, p in v,
Words: 4411
“Finally” you exclaimed as you jumped onto your couch with a bag of chips in one hand and your tv remote in the other.
A minute later and your favorite Marvel movie was rolling as you delightfully munched on your chips.
Every line was committed to your memory as you went through a turbulent wheel of emotions.
The characters felt like family. You knew them better than anyone of your blood relatives. Some people might call that odd but not you. Embrace your weird was your biggest life motto.
This morning your friends had asked you to go out with them to a bar to have a few beers with them but you had declined because you had planned your movie evening for days now.
Work had been very straining lately and you just needed an evening away from the reality you called life.
Your boss had been an asshole ever since two of your coworkers had quit simultaneously and that meant more work for the rest but no one dared to tell him to fuck off and maybe take some of the workload on him for once.
But that was a problem for monday.
No matter how often you watched those films you were still always completely engrossed and immersed into the fabulous world of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
1 hour into Age of Ultron when suddenly a draft pulled through your living room and a sparkling portal opened up.
At first you thought you had fallen asleep, mixing your world with Avengers Endgame but after blinking twice you weren’t so sure anymore.
You jumped to your feet and grabbed the first thing that fell into your hands as a weapon which happened to be a full plastic water bottle.
Not too bad you thought to yourself and took a fighting stance a good distance away from the glowing door to another reality.
Next thing you saw were two silhouettes emerging and you took another step back.
The shadows got clearer and clearer until you actually recognized them.
“Dr.Strange? America Chavez?” you looked at them in disbelief.
“Y/N?” he asked and you nodded.
“You have to come with us. We need your help.” he continued.
“And why is that?” you asked suspiciously the water bottle still raised high.
“We would like to explain everything to you when we arrive in our reality. But it is of utmost importance. The well being of everyone depends on it.”
That sounded very dubious but it also sounded relevant enough that they overcame interdimensional borders to find you.
“Alright let me pack my things. How long am I staying over?” you asked, frantically searching for your phone and charger cable on the couch.
“If everything goes to plan you will have to stay forever.” that stopped you dead in your tracks.
“Excuse me? Forever? That is an awfully long time. Can you at least give me a little more information before I decide if I should come with you?”
“Well you might be the only person to calm Sergeant Barnes when he is acting out.”
“This is about Bucky? Why didn’t you say so immediately? Of course I’m coming that man needs all the support he can get plus he’s really nice to look at so it's a win-win situation for both of us.” That decision had not been hard to make. Your job was mundane as it could be, your last good friend had moved overseas a while ago and the contact was almost completely broken up. Plus you barely had any family left who would miss you if you were gone.
“Give me 20 minutes to grab my things and then we can go.” you called with your head in your closet.
25 minutes later and you had found all the stuff you needed and thrown it in 2 suitcases, 4 backpacks and a handbag.
“Alright I think I got everything. What happens to everything that I don’t take?” you asked curiously.
“Well, everything that stays will be erased the moment we leave. Together with all the memories of you that people who have met you during your lifetime have gathered.”
“So it will practically be as if I never existed?”
“Correct.”
“Interesting. Okay let’s go.” America opened the portal and you took one last look at your living room before heaving your suitcases through the door.
Nauseous. Terribly nauseous that’s what you felt once you had your feet back on solid ground.
Taking some deep breaths in through your nose you tried to compose yourself and avoid puking all over the floor.
“That was worse than I thought it would be.” you choked out.
“But you didn't empty your stomach onto your feet. That’s something.” America encouraged you.
“Well, thanks. That would have been very embarrassing.” you replied.
After that conversation you finally took the time to look around you and noticed you were standing on top of the Avengers compound in upstate New York.
“This is soo cool! And it’s huge!!” you exclaimed, turning around.
“Welcome to the compound Y/N. Come on, we’ll show you to your room where you can unpack.” Stephen Strange suggested.
‘Room’ was an understatement. It was an apartment twice as big as your old one.
It covered a bedroom with a humongous bed and walk-in closet on one wall plus a big bathroom on the other.
Adjoining the living room was an open kitchen with everything you might need if you didn’t want to use the public cooking facility.
“This is what you call a room? Guys, my childhood bedroom was a room. This is a luxurious flat. I love it and am very grateful.” you beamed with joy.
“So how can I be of assistance? Tell me everything please.” you sat down on the sofa and waited for them to start explaining.
Dr. Strange sat down opposite you while America lounged herself on the couch beside you.
“It all started with Sergeant Barnes moving into his new apartment 6 weeks ago. He was always plagued by nightmares but it was never as bad as it got after he had moved. He started to fall asleep everywhere every time of the day and then he began to sleepwalk. Unfortunately not as himself but as his alter ego The Winter Soldier. As you can imagine this ended in quite a few broken bones, bloody noses and choke marks. So far none has died but it is only a matter of time until someone gets killed.” he explained calmly.
“And why do you think I am the right person to help with that problem?” that was still an unknown quantity you couldn’t pull a connection towards.
“Because you are his soulmate.” he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“His soulmate? How did you figure that out?”
“Because he already had you.”
“Excuse me, what? I have never met him. He doesn’t even exist in my reality. How could I have possibly met him?”
“Not you perse but the you that lived here. He already had a Y/N in the 30’s but of course she is long dead and you were the only living you in all the multiverse. That’s why we think that you are meant to be with him here. You are the only one born closest to where his time traveled self is now.”
“But won’t he freak out when he sees me? I mean for him I died a long time ago. Are you sure he will accept me and I can live up to the memory of the woman he loved 80 years ago? I am skeptical here.”
“Well, you can’t go back and I am sure that you are destined for each other so he will adapt to the situation.”
“Are you the only two who know about this whole plan?” you asked.
“No actually it was Captain Rogers who came to us for help.” America chimed in.
“Steve Rogers wanted you to bring Bucky a girlfriend?” you quipped.
“We brainstormed together with Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff and figured the best solution to our problem would be someone who can calm him. And who better to do so than the woman of his dreams. But it was ultimately Steve’s idea to search for you.” Stephen Strange elaborated.
“Then maybe I should meet the Captain first. I mean he did know the Y/N from the 30’s after all. Maybe if I don’t meet his expectations we don’t have to bother Bucky.” self doubt was killing you. How could you be enough for James Buchanan Barnes?
“That sounds like a plan.” he agreed with you before turning to the invisible AI controlling the whole building.
“Friday could you send Captain Rogers up to us please. It is urgent. And if he is with Sergeant Barnes don’t mention Y/N please.”
“Of course Dr. Strange. He will be up in just a moment.” she replied.
You waited anxiously for the 100 and something year old supersoldier before he stepped through the door after a seemingly endless amount of minutes.
“Strange, you called for me? What’s so important that I had to cut my work out short?” he rambled before his gaze fell on you.
“Y/N? Wow, this is so weird.” he looked a bit freaked out then he did something completely out of character: he jumped forward and engulfed you in a bear hug.
A little taken aback you wrapped your arms around him out of habit.
“It’s nice to meet you, Captain Rogers.” you forced out because he was not letting you breathe properly.
“My apologies. You are just so familiar to me that I forgot for a moment that we have never met.” he stammered after he had let you go and had taken a step back, turning beet red in the face.
“It’s alright and it’s an honor to meet you, Captain. I always wished for this to happen. I mean Dr. Strange and America Chavez were already awesome but can I say that I was always on your side. No matter what happened.” you smiled from ear to ear.
“Please call me Steve. And thanks for your support. So tell me about yourself. I am not assuming that you are exactly the same woman I knew in 1934.” When he noticed your shoulders dropping after his comment he hastily added: “but we are not the same men we were back then either so I am sure you are the perfect match for Bucky now.”
That gave you hope. If someone knew Bucky Barnes it was Steve Rogers.
“So, I think I am ready to meet him now although I gotta admit I am really nervous. But I trust you guys that it was the right decision to come here. So where is he right now?” you asked.
“I’m glad that you’re up for this. He should be at the gym right now. Let’s go!” Steve stood up and reached out his hand for you to take.
It took about 5 minutes to get to the gym and if you didn’t have Steve with you, you would have probably gotten lost. Strange and America had decided to stay back to not startle Bucky with too many people.
As you stepped through the glass double doors into the very well equipped gym you looked around astonished at the variety of training devices. Maybe you could start doing something for your health too if you had this much opportunity right in front of your door.
Then you saw him. Shirtless. Fighting a boxing sack. In that moment he decided to kick it out of the anchoring on the ceiling, sending it flying against the opposite wall with a loud bang.
“Buck, could you stop for a minute and come over. I need you to meet someone.” Steve yelled over.
The metal armed supersoldier turned around and then his gaze fell on you.
His face had been stoic before but the moment he spotted you his eyes lit up and a smile crept onto his lips.
Unfortunately you could tell the moment he realized that what he first thought to see was the girlfriend of his youth couldn't be true.
He warily strolled over to where Steve and you stood.
You were glad when Steve started talking first because you would have not gotten a word out even if you tried.
“Am I dreaming again? Is this a cruel joke? Please let me wake up, this can’t be happening again!!” he said exasperated, letting his hand glide through his messy hair.
“Buck, this is Y/N. She is not the girl from our teenage years but it is her. She comes from a different reality. We brought her here to help you. We thought that you might cope well with a familiar face.” Steve explained.
“Hi.” you choked out when he mustered you with skeptical eyes.
“Hi, well this is awkward.” he mumbled after a few minutes of weird silence.
“Maybe a little. Ehm, do you want to show me around the compound maybe? Alone?” you suggested, finally finding your voice. Out of the corner of your eyes you had observed some people watching you interested and you definitely didn’t want a crowd when you first got to know the man you had adored from afar for so long.
“That sounds like a good idea. I will go grab my clothes and then I’ll show you the grounds and maybe we can grab something to eat. You must be hungry.” he seemed relieved that the situation stopped being tense.
“So, what is it like in your world?” he asked, shoving his hands in his jeans pockets.
“Well, it was very much the same way it is here with the major difference that all of this,” you gestured around “and all of you don’t exist in real life. You are fictional characters out of comic books which were turned into movies over the last couple years. I brought the DVD’s if you would like to see them for yourself.” you proposed to him.
“That sounds… I don’t know if I have a word for that but I am kind of curious. Though it also makes me a little scared because that means that you know everything about me but I know so little about you.” he fixated the muddy ground as if it would swallow him whole if he did it long enough.
“Hey,” you stopped in front of him, pushing his face upwards with your fingers to look him in the eyes. “We have the rest of forever to get to know each other inside and out, alright? Yes, I might know the things I learned from the movies about you, but there is still so much of your story that wasn’t told and I wanna know every stupid little detail.” you grinned at him.
“You have so much to give and you have always been my favorite character in the films. Maybe I know why now. Soulmates and all.” you winked at him. Then you just hugged him because you felt like he needed it.
“Thank you. I already feel so much better. So long I have always sensed that a piece of me was missing and I always thought that it might be the memories I couldn’t recover but that piece might actually be you.
I wanna be honest, at first when Steve introduced you to me I thought he was crazy for even trying but now, now I think you are the best thing that could have happened to me.” your heart was melting at his words. So much so that tears sprang to your eyes.
Before you could reply to his heartfelt speech it started to pour in buckets. He tried to shelter you with his jacket and you ran inside still getting soaking wet.
But instead of being annoyed or angry, you laughed your asses off barely able to breathe.
Weeks ticked by and although it was an adjustment at first you two got closer everyday, noticing similarities in your characters and behavior. So much so that even the others started to see it and mention it.
Bucky and you worked together like clockwork and even Steve told you that he was finally able to see his best friend and big brother Bucky from the 40’s again.
At first he didn’t want you two to sleep in the same bed or even the same room for that matter. He always said that it was because of the values he grew up with but you knew the real reason behind his hesitance was that he didn’t want to unsettle you with his nightmares.
The positive side to it was his daydreams had stopped which was enough for the other avengers but not for you.
“Bucky? We’ve been together for 6 months now. Can we please move together into one room?” you begged him one evening after a star wars marathon.
“You know how I feel about that Y/N.” he groaned exasperated.
“Oh, for fucks sake! Let me help you, you stubborn mule!” tears were already threatening to spill out of your eyes in rage. Before he could open his mouth to reply you continued “I know that you are still waking up screaming at night, scared of the terrors you have witnessed and angry at yourself for letting them do this to you. I can help you regain your self confidence if you let me!!”
His mouth opened and closed like that of a fish before he let his head hang low sighing in defeat.
“My greatest fear is that not I wake up but him and that I will hurt you terribly or worse, kill you before I snap out of it and realize what I have done. I can’t risk that.” Now it was his time to cry.
“I understand you but your sleepwalking during the day has stopped since I arrived so why not believe that that will be the case with the nightmares too? Just have a little faith, my love.” you stroked his cheek softly, wiping away his tears.
He stayed silent for a long while, assessing his possible answers.
“Can I have one more night to think about it?” How could you say no to him?
“Alright but I want an answer tomorrow.” you agreed.
He kissed the top of your head in thanks and asked “So which movie to watch next?”
“Well, have I mentioned that I brought my Marvel DVD’s from my universe? We could watch your history unfolding if you are up for that. I always wanted an audio comment on the films.” you smiled at him.
“You have them here? Okay, I guess. Maybe we’ll find differences. I mean apparently this is not exactly the universe from your movies.”
“That’s true. Sounds interesting. You think the others would like to see them too?”
“I’m sure they would. I think that screams for movie night.” he seemed more relaxed after you switched topics.
After calling everyone together to the theater room you put the first disk into the player and started Captain America the first avenger. The only sad thing was that you couldn’t watch the Disney+ series with them.
Everyone was hyped when the credits rolled and Tony immediately wanted to start the next one because he knew it was his first movie.
“One thing you have to know about MCU films is that there is always at least one post credit scene. So sit down, shut up and enjoy the rest!” you hissed at the billionaire.
Even you were surprised when he actually followed your order.
You spent countless hours over the next 3 days watching all the Marvel movies you were able to bring. It made you kinda sad that you would never be able to see the coming movies from your world. But on the other hand you were currently living your own MCU movie which was so much better.
It was around Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 2 that you realized that you had forgotten about the one day ultimatum you had set for Bucky. So you confronted him the next day.
“Don’t think that you are getting away with this and that I have forgotten about our little dispute.” you whispered into his ear from behind while he was sitting in his armchair, reading a book.
“Damn. I really hoped you did.” he admitted.
“So? What is your decision? Are we trying the whole “sleeping in one bed thing” or not?”
“Well, you won’t give up anytime soon so okay we can try but only with precautions. You have water in reach to splash me in the face with and I want to be tied to the bed so you can run.” he set his conditions.
“Uhh kinky.” you winked at him and he scolded you with his gaze.
“I’m sorry it just slipped out. I will accept your conditions but you will see that they won’t be necessary.”
You noticed him being anxious the rest of the evening. He was always overthinking things but this time you could actually see the gears turning inside his head.
“Come on Bucky, I am beat. Let’s go to sleep. Do you want to sleep in your bed or mine?”
“Mine is probably best. I have the most sturdy bed frame.” he still didn’t look convinced that this was the best idea but there was no way back now.
You prepared yourselves, changed into pajamas and snuggled into the sheets before Bucky joined you.
“Good night. Everything is gonna be fine.” you kissed him reassuringly.
An hour ticked by and he was still awake. You feared he would keep himself from falling asleep and you couldn’t have that. If he was tired the possibility of him falling back onto his alter ego was higher than when he was well rested.
“Darling, you have to sleep.” you mumbled into his chest.
“I can’t. I am always imagining the consequences this could have.”
Then something came to your mind. What if he just needed a distraction? So you went full on confrontation mode.
“Baby, let me help you relax.” your voice lowered seductively. At first he looked somewhat confused but as your hand descended towards his crotch and you started massaging his rapidly hardening length.
“What are you doing, doll?” he groaned.
You just smiled and pushed your hand into his boxers, stroking his cock to full hardness. Your thumb flicking over his slit, collecting precum as lubrication.
“Fuck, feels good. Don’t stop.” he moaned and you complied.
“Come on baby, let go. Come all over my hand.” you whispered into his ear, kissing his jaw.
His moans were the best sounds you ever heard and he was so close.
Just a few more strokes and he shot his load all over your hand.
“Thank you darling. I think I needed that.” he kissed you. “Let me return the favor,” he offered.
“No, you sleep now. Everything else can be sorted out tomorrow.”
It took some convincing but he gave his okay after you promised he could make it up to you the next day.
Normally you would have thought you’d be woken up by the sun streaming through the window, not by a hot tongue between your folds.
“Oh my god, Bucky.” you moaned after the fog cleared out of your head sufficiently enough so you could register what was happening. Gripping his hair and pulling made him moan which sent vibrations up to your clit.
“Good morning, doll.” he mumbled.
“A good morning indeed.” his tongue was magic, alternating between licking and sucking between your folds and your clit. But the moment he entered a metal finger into your tight channel, curling it just right, was the moment you thought you’d gone to heaven. He always knew how to get you to go feral.
“More, James, more.” you groaned.
“Say that again.” he growled, his eyes darkening even more than they already had.
“James.” you moaned again and before you could fathom what happened did he pull his sinful fingers and tongue away and pounced on you. He guided his cock into your entrance and pushed home in one stroke.
“Shit! James, you're so big.” you moaned. “So tight, doll. Love your pussy. She’s all mine, isn’t she?” he pulled out slowly and pushed back in to the hilt. Effectively silencing your response.
“Say it!” he demanded.
“Oh, god. Yours, James, all yours.” he seemed happy with that response, sucking hickeys into your neck.
“Where do you feel me baby? show me!” he asked. So you grabbed his right hand and pushed it onto the obvious bulge in your belly where his dick was rearranging your guts.
“James, you’re gonna split me in half. Fuck! Faster!”
He sped up his thrusts, hitting your g-spot over and over. The coil in your stomach tightening to the point of snapping. You couldn’t even warn him before you came, shaking uncontrollably.
His hips snapped into yours erratically so you knew he was close too. “Let go James. Fill me up. Breed me baby. I know you want to claim me. Do it.” you whispered seductively.
That was his own undoing and he spilt deeply inside you.
“Holy hell.” he breathed out after rolling off of you. “That was…”
“The best sex I ever had? Definitely!” you finished his sentence.
“But I think I will need a bath to lose my sore muscles.” you smiled utterly satisfied.
“Sorry love. Maybe I was a little rough.” he looked guilty and you immediately regretted saying that.
“That’s not what I meant. I feel really good. Just a little achy you know? But the good kind of achy. Like after a nice workout.”
“Oh, I understand. I’ll go draw us a nice hot bath. I’ll be right back.” he kissed your forehead and left towards the bathroom.
All of this was an absolute dream come true. In the course of only a few months your life had turned 180°.The decision to go with Dr. Strange and America Chavez had been the best you ever made.
Bucky was the love of your life and you would spend every breathing minute making sure that that man got all the love he deserved.
