#winteriron edit

— royalty, soulmates, and enemies to lovers. —

Bucky’s world fell apart when everything glowed, flooding and bursting with yellow and red and warmth and— and him.

The words of the girls next to him became fainter as he watched him walk, shaking a hand, bumping his fist against another’s, grinning and striding through the palace cockily like he owned the damn place when he hadn’t even been invited. But there was nothing Bucky could do. Tonight was an exception to the raging war between the two territories, because tonight, they celebrated the annual banquet of peace. So all Bucky could do was watch—watch him walk, watch him smile, watch him exist. And when he finally reached Bucky, he brushed right past him without even giving him a second glance.

So it was true. Only he could see the world in colour. Only he knew that he’d met his soulmate. And now it was up to him, his decision to either complete the bond or abandon it, leaving his soulmate colourless for eternity, staying unbonded, encouraging the cold, not the warmth that swirled in his vision. He knew the right thing to do was to share the warmth.

But of course, nothing was ever that simple. Because this wasn’t just a typical duke, knight, or soldier. This was Prince Tony Stark of Manhattios, who was attempting to take over his land.

Winteriron AU: cowboys

Tony owns a ranch. When he realises he needs some extra help around his property he decides to hire someone. Bucky is the first to apply and after one look at him Tony’s ready to hire the guy, before he even hears his qualifications.

Bucky’s been out of luck, someone needing a farmhand was a godsend. It’s even better than he expects when he lays eyes on Tony. He gratefully accepts the job but being around Tony was the part he was actually looking forward to.

Bucky works on the property and in exchange gets to stay on the ranch, meals and utilities provided for him. Having a farmhand was less than effective because while Bucky’s a hard worker Tony finds himself constantly distracted from his own duties.

Especially as Bucky’s hair gets longer and he lets his facial hair grow out. The more time they spend together too, riding their horses around the property together he learns it isn’t just Bucky’s looks that interest him. Eventually he gives up trying to drag his eyes away though, knowing the staring must be obvious by now, if Bucky’s amused smirks were anything to go by.

Sitting on the porch he watches Bucky chop wood for the fire and ride his horse to steer cattle under the guise of ‘supervising’. He insists Bucky take breaks, enticing him with homemade iced tea and enough of his shirt buttons undone to show off some skin.

And Bucky? He’s no better, not with Tony looking like does. He does the work fine but Tony makes it difficult to keep focused, when he’s being watched with that hungry gaze. He starts chopping wood shirtless, not missing how Tony’s eyes track the sweat dripping down his muscles.

Bucky has his own room, at the start anyway. Their teasing game continues until he snaps, giving Tony exactly what he’s been wanting. Soon they’re sharing Tony’s room- their room. The ranch becomes home for them both and Bucky’s glad they live so far out because he’s sure Tony moans could be heard for miles.