Mother Nature
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Everyone is wondering why Tony Stark recruited you. With Tony being the only one who knew what your power was, you were always bombarded with one question: What the hell is your power? So, when Bucky asks you nicely, you show him.
Warnings: swearing, violence Word Count: 2,360
“C’mon, can’t you just tell us?” Clint slouched deeper into the couch as you refused for the millionth time.
“Why won’t you show us? It’s pretty weird if your team doesn’t know what you can do,” Steve explained. You were all seated in a circle, relaxing and drinking. This was your day off and everyone was taking advantage of that.
“I don’t want you guys to know. Then the element of surprise would be no more,” you joked, chugging the last of your red wine and asking Nat for the bottle. You smirked as Thor laughed and announced that he knew what your power was.
“Oh, really? Hint at it,” you pushed. Thor straightened up and pointed at you. “Let’s just say all things green and beautiful blossom at their finest when you are around,” he stated. You smiled and gave him a thumbs up. That was the closest anyone had gotten to guessing your power. You assumed, however, that Thor really did know. Tony didn’t understand why you wanted to keep your power hidden from the rest of the group but he agreed to it after seeing how in distress everyone was becoming.
“So beautiful,” Tony agreed. “Guess you guys will find out when Y/N comes on the mission with us tomorrow.”
Your eyes widened. “I get to go? Are you serious? You never let me go!” You were overjoyed, bouncing in your seat and gripping Bucky’s shoulders as you continued your happy dance.
“What? No fair! You never bring me along, Mr. Stark!” Peter whined. You giggled and winked over to the kid. “Maybe it’s because my powers are cooler.”
Peter scoffed and leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Your Aunt May said you have a midterm this week,” Tony raised his hands up in defense. “Sucks to be you.”
Peter whined some more but you drowned him out. You were so giddy you hadn’t even noticed you were still hopping with Bucky. You were practically in his lap.
“Who else is going?” Steve asked, seeming to enjoy your lively behavior.
“Me, Nat, Bucky, Y/N, and Sam,” Tony said. You were even more happy hearing Bucky’s name. You and Bucky had been flirting for the past month and your relationship with each other was to be announced.
“Guess you guys will be the ones to find out!” you cheered, standing up and dusting yourself off. “I’m heading to bed. Come tuck me in, Buck.”
Everyone in the room either scoffed, rolled their eyes, smirked, or whistled. They knew nothing romantic was happening yet between Bucky and yourself but they assumed something would happen soon. Bucky’s cheeks went red at the sound of your request but he followed. _________________________________________________
Pulling him into his own room, you giggled some more and flew into his bed. You laid on your stomach, all sprawled out and hugging the pillows.
“Guess you’re pretty excited about tomorrow, huh?” Bucky chuckled, sitting at the edge of the bed with his back facing you. You rolled over and tugged on his shoulders. Bucky now lay on his back and could catch glimpses of you from the corner of his eye.
“It’s my first one! Let me have this moment,” you protested, your giggling never stopping.
“I wasn’t taking it away from you.” Bucky reached up and pulled your head down. You let him guide you. Your lips met and your nose nudged his chin but it didn’t stop you from cupping his cheeks. After a few seconds, you sat back up and watched Bucky sit up with you. With him now facing you, you could see just how beautiful he was in the dimly lit room.
“What are you looking at?” Bucky smiled. You leaned in for a kiss again and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. You smiled into the kiss when you felt Bucky’s arm reaching below your hips. You grabbed his arms and tugged them away, Bucky taking that as a sign on rejection. But, you quickly repositioned his hands on your breasts. Bucky choked on air and you laughed so loud you were sure they all heard you downstairs.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” Bucky chuckled, his cheeks redder than ever before. He removed his hands and placed them in his lap. The silence in the room was comfortable, the both of you simply enjoying each other’s company.
After tracing his face and playing with the tips of his hair, Bucky asked you the repetitive question.
“What is your power?”
You chuckled and pecked his lips. “You just can’t wait until tomorrow, can you?”
“No, I’m curious. Way too curious,” Bucky whined. You stood your ground and shook your head no.
That was when Bucky did the unexpected. He sighed and looked down, taking a few moments before he raised his head with the greatest, most convincing pout anyone had ever presented to you.
“Oh, stop!” you swatted his shoulder. He only sighed deeper and slouched further. You sighed with him. “Can’t you just wait?”
“I thought I was special,” Bucky teased. Your mouth was agape but you bit your lip to prevent another loud laugh from slipping through your lips.
“Don’t tell anyone, okay?” You hadn’t even finished the sentence before Bucky smiled the widest smile and hugged you tightly. You grunted and pushed him away softly. “You want to know or not?”
“Yes, yes! Please!” Bucky shooed you off the bed so you could show him.
You rolled your eyes and looked at the corner of the room. Before you did anything, you spoke up and warned him.
“Okay, it’s going to look gruesome only because I’m not wearing my suit and you can see everything.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean? Are you going to implode or some shit?” Bucky asked, worry etched all over his face. You giggled for the hundredth time that night. You were positive it was the wine that was making you reveal your powers in the first place.
“No! It just looks weird and painful but it isn’t. I’m not dying, okay? I had to catch my mom when she fainted when I first showed her,” you replied. Bucky only nodded, still worried.
You glanced at the corner of his room and gracefully lifted your arms midway in the air. Tiny brown and black lines appeared all over your arms and chest. As they grew and stretched further, they curled and twirled around each other, forming beautiful sketches of vines and flowers. Bucky’s eyes couldn’t widen any further. He was so amazed by what he was witnessing and it wasn’t even the main event. Bucky’s attention broke from your gorgeous body when he heard a rumble in the corner of the room.
You turned your arms and lifted your hands and fingers slowly. Dirt appeared on the floor and stretched out, stopping a few feet away from Bucky’s bed. Gracefully moving your hand, you outstretched it and slowly curled each finger. Once your hand was in a fist, you turned your arm quickly and opened your hand, swiping it across the air.
As you did this, roots and stumps were beginning to appear. They grew quickly, forming into an apple tree. The tree reached the ceiling and you continued its travel, curving the branches so they could continue their journey to each corner of Bucky’s room. Flowers and fruits hung from several branches, each more colorful than the one created before them. You encased each corner of the room with your creation, wrapping the end of it back onto the main tree. You sighed happily and clapped your hands together when you turned to face a wide-eyed Bucky.
Bucky stuttered at first, his mouth hanging open and his hands pushing hair from his face every so often. He covered his face, squeezed his cheeks, wiped his eyes, and rubbed at his chin. He couldn’t believe what just happened.
“So?” you waited. Bucky turned to you and cleared his throat.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he cursed. You were satisfied with his response and went to kiss him goodnight.
“That’s not even the best I can do,” you teased him, pecking his lips again.
“You could do more?” He was so impressed he couldn’t even form proper sentences. You did amazing! I can’t believe I’m semi-dating a girl with this amazing power! Is this real? Holy shit!
“So much more. But you’ll find that out tomorrow,” you clicked your tongue and made for the exit.
“Wait, aren’t you going to take this all down?” Bucky stood up, confusion written all over his face.
You chuckled, “I create life, Buck. Tearing it down would kill me on the inside.”
Bucky pouted and sighed, “You’re a tree hugger?”
You laughed at that. “Goodnight, Bucky.”
“Am I supposed to sleep with this?” Bucky yelled out to you. “There aren’t any bugs, right?”
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Now, here you were, standing in the plane as the others fought on the ground. You huffed, turning on your ear piece and talking to Bucky.
“How you doin’?” you asked him, waiting a while before he replied.
“We could really use a little help. We heard they were sending dozens of more men to the roof and there’s only four of us down here,” Bucky replied, grunting each time he punched someone to the ground. You opened the line for Sam, Nat, and Tony.
“Hey, guys?” you cocked your head to the side. You told the pilot to lower the jet so you could step out onto the roof.
“That jet better be here to pick us up,” Tony stated. As you reached the roof, you could hear Sam flying passed the windows and Tony’s suit shooting at anything in his way.
“Nah, I’m gonna kick some ass,” you replied.
“Y/N, no! There are too many of them and your power isn’t strong enough!” Bucky yelled. You rolled your eyes as he continued to lecture you.
“What part of, ‘that’s not even the best I can do’, don’t you understand?” You smirked and stepped off the plane, watching as dozens of more men made their way onto the roof.
You walked passed Nat, Bucky, and Tony fighting, your eyes never tearing away from the stampede in front of you. When you were half way to them, you crouched down to the floor and placed your palms on the concrete.
“You better be sporting some Hulk type shit, Y/N or else you’re going to be roadkill,” Sam exclaimed. You smirked again and focused on every person in front of you, careful to not trap the rest of the team as well.
“What are you doing?” You heard Bucky yelling but you drowned it out as the floor beneath you began shaking. As if to answer Bucky’s question, roots and branches sprouted from the concrete. Instead of curling gracefully like they did last night when you showed Bucky, the branches broke off one another and twisted devilishly. You rose from the ground and curled your fingers in the same manner, looking as if you were crushing someone’s literal heart. The branches swung down and grabbed any limb they could reach. Every single person was pulled from the ground and crushed to the point of unrecognizable appearances. You snapped necks, you broke backs, and you crushed their weapons.
Once you saw each one of them die, you peppered some white flowers all over each dangerous twist and swirl. You marveled at your finished work.
The roof was quiet, the only sound was from the engine of the plane. You turned to your team.
“What the fuck was that?” Sam announced as he landed. Sam hardly showed fear but from what you were seeing, he was shaking in his own skin.
“That was incredible,” Nat stated. She smiled and shook her head. She high-fived you quickly, announcing that her “work here was done”, and made her way back to the plane. Tony stood there with a proud smirk on his face.
“I’m both amazed and frightened over what just happened. I’m glad I recruited you. Please show the rest of the team because I can’t keep this marvel a secret,” Tony explained, following Sam and Nat to the plane. Bucky stood there not knowing what to say. He looked at you and back at your masterpiece. He thought he was astounded by what you showed him last night- he was shocked to witness this. It was a privilege, he decided.
“I am so hot for you right now,” Bucky admitted. You snorted and skipped towards him, grabbing his arm and walking the rest of the way.
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After Sam revealed what you did on that roof, every single person wanted to see you in action. Steve was the first to coin your “superhero name”- Mother Nature. You chuckled at the name but hey, it suited you. You refused to show them just how brutal your power really was unless you were in combat. For now, you littered the tower with plants and fruit trees.
You grew all kinds of fruits around the compound. You smiled every time Peter would come up to you and ask you for an apple. He only wanted to see you grow it. You complied, growing the sweetest, reddest apple you could just for him. He blushed each time, devouring it once he told you goodbye. He wasn’t the only one.
Sam would ask for lemons to squeeze some fresh lemonade that morning. Nat would ask for bananas and grapes. Scott would ask for oranges. You were everyone’s new grocery store.
You didn’t mind. It was nice when everyone would ask nicely and shy away when they thought you would say no. You always said yes, though.
Bucky didn’t ask for anything. Instead, he loved watching the brown and black lines stretch all over your body, minus your face. He would trace each twirl as you lay tangled in his sheets, the both of you naked. As he marveled at your body, you marveled at his.
For some reason, a reason you both knew very well to be true- the two of you would always get the best night’s sleep when your body art would sneak its way onto his metal arm, creating swirls Bucky absolutely gushed over.
