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Random things about y/n and Jeremiah cuz I can and I will. Also no one can stop me.

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When y/n and Jeremiah start dating, he doesn't want it public. He doesn't want anyone knowing about it except for the few people they're both close to. And y/n was understanding.

y/n believed that the media would stick their nose into their relationship and do nothing except stress them out. Having people judge not only you, but your spouse wasn't going to help a new relationship.

The last thing y/n thought was that Jeremiah didn't want any extra attention because he was hiding from his twin brother. It wasn't an everyday thing, but we'll get to that point later.

Out of the two, y/n is the most affectionate. Calling him goofy pet names, kissing his cheek, and complimenting him on everything. She just wants to show how much he means to her. She'd also want to show him off to others because she's so proud that she managed to reel him in, but can't since they're supposed to be private.

One time her best friend asked what she even saw in him and she turned to them with a lovestruck smile, "He's got that nerd charisma." Her friend just rolled her eyes and thought to themselves, ‘He put all his points into intelligence and is still a dumbass.’

Months later Jeremiah realizes that his whole plan is not going to work. The whole point of dating y/n was because she was Bruce Wayne's daughter. By dating her he was thinking it was going to be easier to zip through the ranks and get paid big bucks. It wasn't really going to work because Bruce didn't give too much of a shit about y/n. And he'll give even less of a shit about her boyfriend.

After that revelation, Jeremiah planted to gently break things off with y/n. Maybe say that he wasn't ready for a relationship or something along the lines of that. He knew how she practically took his words as gospel and wouldn't go after him once broken up with since she'd blame herself for it. Far too caring to be malicious.

Just as he was getting ready for the big day to break things off, he stopped everything. His mind flooded with those little moments. Those were little moments to him, but not for her.

The day he asked her after their tutoring session and how flustered she got. Stumbling and tumbling with her words while she tried to hide a goofy smile.

The day she gave him a peck on the cheek before saying a quick I love you. Then running away, giggling herself. Not noticing how red his face was or how fast his heart was beating.

The day she baked him cheesecake for his birthday. Somehow remembering the one he mentioned that was his favorite and that he wasn't a fan of sweet things. The deep admiration forming within him went completely unnoticed.

As his mind flooded, y/n sat on the park bench worried. Grabbing his hand and slightly squeezing brought him back to reality. Suddenly this fine sunny day didn't look too bright for him.

When she asked if he was okay. The only thing that came out was, "I'm sorry." He didn't want to say that, it just flew out of his mouth. Everything just flew out of his mouth. His plans, the whole reason he even bothered with her.

At the end she just sat there trying to process what was just thrown at her without any warning. When she pulled her hand away from his, Jeremiah wanted to pull it but it wouldn't be right. None of this was right.

He explained he wanted to be with her. He really did, but he has to come clean if they were to keep going.

Telling him that she needed some space to think. It was a foreign sight to see Jeremiah who was normally stoic, so unsure. It was like he didn't know what he just said. That his mouth spoke on its own. Or maybe it was the heart speaking, no that sounded too cheesy.

Before departing Jeremiah gave her a kiss on the lips. They only ever, well y/n only gave him peck on the cheek. Though this wasn't a deep or romantic kiss, still just a peck, it would leave an impact on y/n. Though he was sure his words would loop in her head. Cradling both sides of her face and saying, I love you, left her dazed.

She was dazzled and frazzled. He knew it was kind of manipulative of him to do that, but he was being honest. So it's not really manipulation then, right?

It shouldn't have been too much of a surprise that she came running back to him with open arms. Their love for each other might not be the most pure. It definitely won't be when Jeremiah gets sprayed but I digress. y/n might be wearing rose tinted glasses too much and fears being alone, though it doesn't mean she doesn't genuinely care or love him. Jeremiah liked the fact how eager she is to make him happy like a lovesick puppy, it was precious. There was a semblance of innocence between the two.

Getting back together after the week break Jeremiah had to step up his game as y/n's friend constantly reminded him. Leaving little cheesy notes in her locker or slipping them into her bag because she was the one who usually did that type of thing. And he was just trying to reciprocate it. Getting flowers, no big bouquet or anything. Just a flower or two as it wasn't too flashy and seemed more elegant.

Dates were the same way. Nothing too out there, just cozy and simple. Movies, book reading together, studying, etc. Maybe baking if Jeremiah is in one of those rare moods to do something outside his comfort zone.

Let's say he lives with his uncle, Zachary Trumble. Probably washing dishes or being a waiter. Not allowed to cook. It's not that he's bad or anything, it's just that he takes too long. Trying to make sure everything is precise.

Zachary loves y/n. Mainly because of the weight and money behind her name. She's considered the most charitable Wayne for the amount of volunteering she does. Just imagine the publicity of people knowing that his nephew is somehow dating a Wayne and the people coming to the restaurant.

But of course Jeremiah strictly wants it to be private. Zachary understands and won't push it. He does think that Jeremiah is being too cautious since Jerome isn't even in Gotham because of the circus. Regardless it just solidified the fact that Jeremiah was so traumatized by Jerome that he is still paranoid to this day. Even if most of the claims were lies.

His uncle doesn't know of their week-long break. Though he did notice the odd lack of y/n orbiting Jeremiah, and when asked Jeremiah says she's busy. Which is fair enough, I guess.

When Haly's Circus rolled into Gotham everyone around Jeremiah noticed how tense and jumpy he was. When y/n and her friend invited him to join them to go to the circus he made up the excuse that he was sick. y/n wanted to drop everything to make sure he was fully taken care of, but her friend dragged her to the circus. Much to the couple's dismay.

The circus was fun and y/n told him all about it. Not before shoving a stuffed animal towards him. It had y/n's scent on it, but was overpowered by the carnival smell. He cringed at the nostalgic scent and would put it in the washer multiple times until the scent was completely gone. Then she brought up how she almost mistaken someone else for him.

"They were the same height and hair color as you. It was getting dark, so I think that's why I got confused. I was wondering why you weren't wearing your glasses or why your hair was messier. They say everyone has a look alike and I think I found yours last night." y/n chuckled to herself while Jeremiah was internally screaming.

Thankful that Jerome and y/n didn't interact. The idea of them even being near each other made his skin crawl. Thankfully though the circus was only going to be there for a week. It was supposed to only be there for seven days, no less.

The final night of the circus, a snake dancer was murdered. It wasn't anything new, it was practically the norm for Gotham. But the media had a field day with the story. Boy brutally kills abusive mother with hatch. The articles were everywhere with photos of Jerome.

Peers were looking at Jeremiah funny. Making a few jokes about how identical he was to the murder of the hour. Even y/n made a comment about how uncanny their similarities were.

Yeah, that sucked, but Jerome was shoved into Arkham. To be forgotten by the public and everyone alike. Jeremiah didn't have to worry about him anymore and wouldn't have to reveal his real identity to y/n. It was going to be fine. Just a bump in the road.

Jerome just loved to ruin anything that his brother had whether it was intentional or not doesn't matter. It was fun to get under his skin or anyone's for that matter. He's taken the philosophy of ruining everything and doing whatever he wants. If he wants that, he'll take it. Why? Because why not? His life is basically over when he is sent to Arkham to rot away. Life has taken so much out of him, so he feels that it's only right to have the freedom to do whatever.

Probably got acquainted with the Joker while in Arkham or by chance when he was burning down a homeless shelter. Joker and Harley were more of parental figures than Lila ever was tbh. Joker knows he's not living forever and sees Jerome as his possible successor. They are so alike. Joker wipes a tear from his eye when Jerome gets out of Arkham all on his own. They grow up so fast.

I could see y/n being the one the media reports on the most since she has more time since she's no longer running around Gotham in the middle of the night anymore. Rare posts on social media mean less for the public to scrutinize, so all they have is how she works with youth programs and volunteers. Leading the media to state that she was the charitable Wayne child. Any interviews she has, she lies through her teeth when asking about her family. Painting them as hardworking, busy, and loving family. Regardless of how she feels about the family's neglect towards her, she doesn't want to start anything.

Could see y/n going to charity events on her own from time to time even though she's not fond of large crowds or rubbing shoulders with people she doesn't know. Jerome just crashed the event with some of his Joker's followers. It was so boring and he just wanted to get the party started. He wonders how long it will take for the bat and bird to get there. Though honestly it was just a ploy. A distraction for Joker to set up his latest joke. Picks y/n out from the crowd. While he orders the others to start trashing everything, he'll just be openly flirting with y/n.

"Ya know, you're my celebrity crush." Jerome says. y/n almost didn't hear him over the gunshots and screaming. "Yeah?" Her voice was as shaky as her hands. Swallowing the lump in her throat, he looks her dead in the eyes and just says a flat no. Before grinding at her, "Or maybe you are. You look so cute and you have a beautiful voice. I wonder what you sound like when screaming."

y/n's heart just stops. She genuinely can not tell if that is a threat or an innuendo. Either one is horrifying.

Oh, my goodness I have an idea. I'd love to keep writing about this, but I don't want to spoil it. If I do actually write this.

While Jerome is having fun, Jeremiah is having a nervous breakdown. Learning about what happened at the charity event, Jeremiah is manic. His uncle can't calm him down and he's repeatedly calling y/n's number. When she picks up after six missed calls he is so relieved. He knows he can't keep lying to her again and asks if he can visit her. Of course she agrees, they meet up at the park. The moment is very reminiscent of before they gave each other some space.

But this time Jeremiah is not holding back on physical affection. It was only a hug, he was holding her hands, and just physically close to her the whole time. When he explained who he was and put a lot of emphasis on how horrible Jerome was and is.

Shockley y/n is understanding. Too understanding which makes him wonder if she knew to some extent. She verbally explains that it pained her that he didn't trust her enough to tell him after 3 years of dating, yet doesn't harp on it too much.

y/n is lowkey just thinking about how much better y/n Valeska sounds compared to y/n Wilde. Thinking of baby names that go with Valeska.

I have no idea how I'm going to portray how Jeremiah inhales the toxin. I think of it later and go into detail about the aftermath.

Slowly having these twisted thoughts that become more violent. It gets to the point where he isn't sure if can control himself from harming others. His skin is getting paler and dark brown eyes becoming hazel then green.

y/n is freaking out and has hired a team of toxicologists to try to find the effects of the toxin. If there was a cure or that maybe it was temporary.

It only gets worse and they both decide that a psychiatric hospital is the best place for him. He won't be able to hurt himself or others and he'll be there until a cure is found. y/n is constantly visiting him. Even if they're happily enjoying each other's presence, melancholy hangs above them.

Jeremiah's hair starts becoming green and the resemblance of the Joker is glaring. When his face was as pale as snow, y/n tried to cheer him up when insecure. Calling him an angel face and constantly saying she wasn't going to leave him. They were going to get through this together. Even if he no longer looks like himself, she’ll still love him.

Almost two months after the toxin has been inhaled Jeremiah is off. He claims that he's fine and actually better than ever. He's never felt so alive. He wasn't necessarily shy, but he definitely never had this self-confidence before. She wasn't sure how to explain it, there just wasn't something right.

And she was right. There wasn't something right and right wasn't ever coming back.

Holy shit I wrote so much. No one is here to stop me and it's 3 in the morning. I gotta cut this short.

Per-Spray Jeremiah isn't a yandere per se. There wasn't anyone or thing that threatened their relationship. He could be manipulative if he wants, but it's not often. There isn't any that would trigger any yandere-ness. y/n is always at his beck and call. Nothing to worry about because he knows her eyes are on him and no else.

Post-Spray Jeremiah is so egotistical and entitled. Doesn't believe that y/n would or could fall for someone else. Clearly she signed the mentally fabricated marriage certificate. He now has a temper and can be plain cruel if he wants to. He will be so kind if she follows his rules, but he's not afraid to harm her.

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tawaifeddiediaz · 2 years

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"How long have you been having these nightmares?"

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nightmare prompts

[six hundred and fifteen seconds - AO3 Link]

Word Count: 3885 words

There’s not much Eddie prides himself on, but he does on this:

He knows Buck.

The years between them may have done that, sure, but he’s known people his whole life that he still doesn’t feel like he knows.

Buck is not one of those people. Eddie would know Buck blind, senses him before he even lays eyes on him.

So when Buck’s hiding something, Eddie knows.

It’s not the good kind of hiding. That too, Eddie knows.

There are no whispered secrets when Eddie’s got his back turned, no gleam in his eyes, no secret smiles exchanged with Christopher over the table, no fidgeting with the holes in his shirts in an effort to not blurt it out immediately.

If anything, Buck’s eyes lack their vibrant blue — they’re dim, bleak, and staring off into a space where Eddie can’t follow him, supported by nothing but the growing shadows under them.

In all honesty, Eddie had shamefully forgotten how good Buck was at keeping things under wraps when he wanted to. After two years of dating, where Eddie had know every thought in Buck’s head, it’s hard to remember a time where they’d kept things hidden from each other — whether to avoid being too vulnerable, or to stop their own vices from touching the other, or for just being stubborn enough to try and carry everything alone.

So when Eddie starts clocking the forced smiles, the absently placating touches, the paleness of his face and the rarity of crinkles at the corners of his boyfriend’s eyes, it hurts more than he expects, but it worries him, too.

“Hey, coming home with me?” Eddie asks, leaning against the locker room door. He hears the undertone in his voice, and he knows Buck hears it too, if the way he stiffens up is anything to go by.

He’d been about to ask Buck to move in with him two months ago, before Buck started pulling away and the beams of sunshine that seemed to permeate the air around him started to dim. It had been that very night, actually, where Buck’s eyes had been trawling through every corner of the house as they ate dinner, knee bouncing restlessly as if he couldn’t wait to leave, that Eddie had realized that whatever Buck was hiding was something huge.

And the first tinges of fear began to creep up his spine. His appetite lost, he’d spent the evening carefully watching his boyfriend as he and Christopher played their video game, pushing the question he’d wanted to ask to the very back of his mind.

With Christopher, Buck was…Buck. Someone Eddie knew even more than all the parts that made up his boyfriend, because the parts of Buck that Christopher has are parts he doesn’t give anyone else. There’s never been any change there, even with Christopher in his too-cool-for-his-parents stage.

With Eddie, though…things were different.

Buck had kissed the corner of his mouth before leaving that night, a plea hidden somewhere in his eyes for Eddie to do…something. It was gone just as fast as it had come, and there hadn’t been enough time for Eddie to parse exactly what it was — he doesn’t know what.

Maybe it was not to push, or maybe it was something else, but he’s never seen that look again.

He can’t figure out what’s going on, because it’s only with Eddie that Buck’s not like himself with. He’s still smiling and laughing with Jee, making gross jokes with Chim and Hen, still playing games with Chris and Denny.

He’s just…quieter around Eddie — a fraction of the man Eddie’s so deep in love with that he can’t really see around it.

Three months later, Eddie’s still secretly waiting for Buck to tell him that he wants to break up.

So when Buck dodges his invitation for the tenth time in a row, it’s no surprise to him. “Um, not tonight. Rain check?”

What is a surprise is the swirl of hurt and anger that streams up in him, words escaping his mouth before he even realizes what he’s saying.

“How many rain checks do you want?” Eddie asks quietly, struggling to keep a lid on the pain that he knows will flood his veins if he allows it.

This isn’t the time or place to have this conversation, but the thought of Buck leaving him is…unbearable at best, debilitating at worst.

“I just need to do laundry and actually do the dishes. I’ll swing by sometime this week, I promise,” Buck says, something desperate in his voice.

Eddie stays quiet as Buck walks past him without a second glance, suddenly feeling unbearably lonely for the first time in years.

---

In the end, it’s Christopher who convinces Buck to come home, and Christopher who convinces him to stay.

Eddie tries not to look too closely at the glow of happiness in his chest when Buck nods with a bright smile directed in the kid’s direction, even when it shatters a minute later at the nervous look Buck gives him thirty seconds later.

He doesn’t know what Buck has to feel nervous about, but it becomes clearer when night falls, Christopher tucked away in his own bed, and Buck’s standing in the bedroom doorway, fidgeting on his heels.

Eddie doesn’t know what to make of it.

In a sudden jolt, he realizes that this is the first time in three months that they’ll share a bed. He doesn’t remember the last time Buck fell asleep in his arms, doesn’t remember the last time that Buck woke him with pressing kisses and a warm hand pressed over his side, doesn’t remember even hugging Buck in the past three months.

It’s the worst type of distance, to have the love of his life within arm’s reach, but…not.

“Do you want me to go sleep outside?” Eddie asks tiredly, flinging the covers up to get out. The rustle of clothes sounds, and there’s a surprised gasp in the air as Buck startles out of his trance, jumping to hover his hands over Eddie.

Over Eddie, not on him.

“What? No! Why would you do that?”

“You keep staring at the bed like it’s going to bite you,” he says, unable to keep the bite out of his voice.

“It’s not…you.”

It sure feels like it is, Eddie thinks, carefully not blurting that thought out. Instead, he stretches out onto his side, leaving more than half the bed open for Buck to get into, and closes his eyes.

The seconds painfully tick by, a metronome in Eddie’s mind as he waits for the opposite edge of the bed to dip with Buck’s weight, waits for the mattress to settle into the familiar form of Buck’s body as he lays down.

He wonders if the mattress even remembers him.

He can feel Buck’s eyes on his face as he counts the seconds, valiantly trying to ignore the tears pushing at the back of his eyes. Like this, his face turned towards Buck, eyes closed, he’s vulnerable in a way that Eddie doesn’t think he wants to be right now.

It takes 615 seconds for Buck to finally slide into bed with him, and in those 615 seconds, Eddie feels his heart crack into 615 pieces, then 615 more when Buck gingerly pulls the edge of the covers over himself without even a hair touching Eddie.

The foot of space between them feels like miles, and Eddie doesn’t know how to walk the distance to get his boyfriend back.

This time, when he turns his face into the pillow, his tears brim over, soaking into the pillowcase.

---

“Eddie! NO!”

A scream yanks Eddie out of his rough sleep, and he flips around to see Buck thrashing next to him, the covers kicked off of the bed somewhere. He’s crying in his sleep, and his face is screwed up into a grimace that speaks more of physical pain than anything else.

A thousand thoughts run through Eddie’s hazy, sleep-drenched mind, but he scrambles to sit up, calling Buck’s name as he goes.

“Buck? Buck, wake up.” He resists the urge to touch him, not knowing how he’ll react, but when he calls Buck constantly over the sounds of Buck’s screams, he knows he has no other choice. “Buck.”

Eddie shakes his shoulder once and Buck jolts straight up, blinking rapidly as he heaves breath after breath. His eyes dart to every corner of Eddie’s room as he struggles to pull himself together, and the sight is just as heartbreaking as it was the first time Eddie had pulled him out of a nightmare.

“Buck?” Eddie says, ducking his head to catch his boyfriend’s eyes.

Buck seems to register Eddie in front of him, because a rough sob drags out of his chest just before he flings himself into Eddie’s arms.

Eddie doesn’t know what to do with the choking emotion that wraps around his throat, but he cards one hand in Buck’s hair and the other around his trembling body, trying to hold him together as he cries and falls to pieces.

“I’m right here,” he soothes, pressing his lips to Buck’s sweaty forehead, smoothing back his hair. Buck shakes apart in his arms, fractured glass that pricks at all the places they’re touching, but Eddie would bleed himself dry if it meant putting Buck back together again.

The growing distance between them evaporates into nothing in this moment where Eddie’s seeing Buck’s nightmare like it’s his very own — and maybe it is, because seeing Buck like this is straight out of one of Eddie’s.

Eddie keeps rocking him, the bed frame creaking as they sway side to side. Buck’s practically huddled into Eddie’s lap now, curled under his chin like a wrestled ball of pain and anguish. He keeps his voice in a low murmur as his hands sweep patterns all over Buck’s skin, holding him close.

He shouldn’t be relaxed, but underneath all the worry for Buck, there’s a thin thread of relief for getting to hold him close again, braided with contempt and grief for the situation that threw them together like this.

He tries not to think about it, tries to focus on just where Buck’s sobs turn into sniffles, then hiccups, and then slow, even breathing. His heart cracks when he realizes that his boyfriend’s cried himself to sleep, nestled against Eddie’s shirt, but there’s nothing he can do about it now.

Carefully, Eddie lowers them into a more comfortable position, taking care not to jar Buck awake. The cover settles quietly over their shoulders, Buck’s face tilted towards him in sleep. His breath ghosts across Eddie’s damp skin, and the stubble growing on his jaw pricks through the wet spot on his sleep shirt.

It’s all so intimate that Eddie has to look at the ceiling for a minute, closing his eyes as a stray tear slips down the side of his face. His heart still hammers in his chest, even as Buck sleeps soundly with his hand twisted in Eddie’s shirt.

He’s stared at Buck countless times like this — more so in the two years they’ve been officially dating — but it’s never felt so fearful before. Five hours ago, he was scared of Buck — of Buck leaving him, of losing one of the best things to ever happen to him.

Now, he’s scared for Buck — for what it means for these nightmares to come back, for how quickly Buck’s shifty behavior over the past few months is adding up to an equation Eddie doesn’t know how to read without all the variables.

Eddie stares back down at his sleeping face, a furrow still between his eyebrows, and feels a swell of affection and loss so strong that it nearly knocks him off the bed.

He risks pressing his lips to Buck’s forehead, breathing in the scent of shampoo from his hair to center himself as Buck noses at his collarbone, settling more comfortably in his sleep.

The world could tear itself apart before Eddie let go of Buck.

---

“How long have you been having these nightmares?”

Buck flinches from the question.

The kitchen is weirdly silent this morning, Chris not here to fill the gaps between stilted sentences and awkward looks. It’s been silent for a while, too many failed attempts at conversation hanging between them.

Eddie and Buck have never struggled to sit in silence with each other before, but here they are, the weight of the secrets piling up between them stretching each silence into a tomb that leaves Eddie paralyzed most days.

“A while,” Buck answers eventually, his bottom lip clamped between his teeth. It’s a bald-faced lie, and they both know it.

Eddie waits him out, settling into his seat with his arms crossed to stop from folding Buck into them and refusing to let go until they fix whatever it is that has him screaming in the middle of the night.

The stubbornness pays out. “Three months,” Buck admits, his voice too quiet.

This is what Buck was hiding, Eddie realizes, his world flipping upside down as the equation comes into stark view. This is the variable he was missing, the last piece of the puzzle that makes the picture make sense — the timing.

“Is this why you haven’t stayed here? Why you go back home so often, refuse to stay?”

Buck nods, eyes fixed on the ring of spilled coffee on the kitchen table. “I didn’t want to keep waking you up during them. I didn’t want Chris to see me like that.”

Eddie stares across the space between them, searching Buck’s expression. Hope kindles in his chest, and flames higher when he sees the truth to those words, and suddenly—

“So you’re not breaking up with me?” he blurts out before he can stuff the words back down his throat.

Buck’s brow furrows in confusion as his head snaps up to look up at him. “Breaking up with — Eddie, what? Why would I break up with you?”

After the events of last night, it feels foolish to talk about something like this, but Buck’s looking at him all bewildered, and Eddie doesn’t want there to be more secrets between them.

“I felt you pulling away from me,” he explains quietly. “And I thought you were going to break up with me. That this wasn’t what you wanted anymore.”

Buck looks at him dumbfoundedly, guilt and fear and apologies flashing across his features as he scrambles to shove his chair forward so their knees are interlocked.

The relief that lifts him could make him fly, Eddie thinks as Buck’s arms come around him. He leans forward to press his face into his boyfriend’s neck, feeling ridiculous for letting their conversation derail like this.

“No, never,” Buck breathes out, his words ruffling Eddie’s hair. “I’m sorry, I just…I knew that you would know immediately, and I didn’t want you to find out. I didn’t want to put this on you, and the only way I could think to do that was…”

Eddie exhales a long breath, taking in the warmth of his boyfriend’s embrace in return. He reaches up to curve an arm around Buck’s shoulders, keeping him as close as two men leaning forward in their chairs can possibly be.

“Buck,” Eddie whispers. “I thought we were past keeping things like this from each other. Then why…?”

The question trails off his lips as the answer slams into him, right with the memory of Buck’s scream for him last night.

The nightmares are about him.

“They’re about me,” Eddie half-guesses, his gut telling him that he’s right. “The shooting.”

Buck stiffens, drawing away from him as he scrubs his hands down his face. His eyes are back to being fixed on the table.

Eddie watches him carefully, twisting his own fingers into his shorts to stop himself from touching Buck.

It all makes sense — how tired Buck looks, avoiding any situation that would lead Eddie to find out. Buck would do anything to protect Eddie from remembering one of the worst days of his life, but unfortunately for him, they know each other a little too well.

“Tell me about them.”

“No,” Buck says, looking at Eddie with red-rimmed eyes. “I can’t—”

He chokes up and trails off, but Eddie leans forward then, giving up his fight with himself to press a palm against his boyfriend’s knees. “Evan, I’m right here, alive because you risked yourself to get me out of the street. There was nothing more you could’ve done.”

It feels inadequate. Eddie knows it’s not enough, but it’s the God-honest truth. They hadn’t known about the sniper until Eddie got shot, but there was no denying that Buck had put his life on the line to save Eddie.

“I see you die in my head every night,” Buck confesses, closing his eyes, face screwed up in anguish. “Every time I look at my hands, I see your blood on it, and even when you’re right in front of me, I keep thinking you’re a ghost. Like I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone. Like the past three years since then just…don’t exist.”

Eddie studies him for a second, then reaches behind himself to slip his shirt off. Curving his fingers around Buck’s palm, he brings it to his chest and flattens it against the scar.

Buck’s eyes fly open as he stares at the puckered skin in between the splay of his fingers. Eddie calmly waits, letting him see.

“Eddie—” Buck chokes out.

“There’s nothing more you could’ve done,” Eddie repeats. “But look. The scar is much less noticeable than it was back then, remember? You used to call it a mood ring.”

“Red when it hurt, white when it didn’t,” Buck murmurs, still wide-eyed.

Eddie huffs out a low chuckle. “Exactly. Now, it’s just scar tissue — proof that it’s healed over.” He lets his hand drop, but Buck’s stays there, warm and protective over Eddie’s bare skin. “We are never going to forget what we went through that day, but we’ve built ourselves past it. Why risk that?”

Buck sucks in a breath, eyes suspiciously glassy. Eddie cups his boyfriend’s cheek to keep his face turned towards him. “Buck, baby, I love you. I don’t want you to feel like you have to keep this hidden from me just because I went through it too. We’re partners, right? That’s what it means to have each other’s backs.”

“I didn’t want to remind you of it,” Buck whispers.

Eddie smiles ruefully. “It’s not something I ever forget, but I have you, and I have Christopher to remind me of being alive. These past three years...they exist, and they’ve been some of the best of my life because...because I finally got you after what feels like looking for you my whole life. I don’t want anything to take from us. But right now, I’m worried about why these nightmares came back for you.”

Buck shrugs. “I don’t know, but I don’t want to lose you either. I just...some days I look at you, and I see the smudges of blood on your face and it terrifies me.”

Eddie knows what he means, and it explains why Buck hasn’t looked him in the eye, but he can’t deny that it didn’t hurt. “Did you make an appointment with Dr. Copeland?”

Buck slowly shakes his head, his fingers shifting over Eddie’s skin to trace patterns. “No.”

Eddie sighs. “You know you have to.”

“I know, I will,” Buck says, hesitating for a second, an apology printed over his face. “Eddie, I promise I was never going to break up with you. You have to believe me, I promise.”

There’s a type of desperation that lines the words, for Eddie to understand him, and he does. The space between them feels less heavy with secrets now that they’ve put it all out in the open, but maybe last night, Eddie wouldn’t have believed him.

But this morning, with the reminder that the trauma they’ve gone through in the past few years could come back at any minute, Eddie doesn’t think there’s anything to do but believe him. The tsunami, the well, the shooting…everything they’ve been through has taken away chunks of their lives — Eddie refuses to let them take away Buck, too.

The distance of three months still smarts sharply in his chest, but that’s for them to get through together. He doesn’t want there to be another moment of misunderstanding.

“I believe you,” he says, leaning forward to tip his forehead against Buck’s. “Just…don’t do that to me again. I don’t ever want to lose you.”

“I love you,” Buck says, tilting his head to connect their lips in a soft kiss. “I’m sorry.”

Eddie hums and drags him closer, Buck’s chair tipping forward. Buck laughs quietly and abandons it to straddle Eddie instead.

Something in Eddie’s chest calms under Buck’s weight, from holding his warmth close after months of feeling cold. He slips his hands under the hem of Buck’s shirt, pressing his palms against the slopes of Buck’s back to keep him pressed close. He’s not ashamed of how needy he feels right now, just as desperate to quiet that sinking feeling of loss in his gut.

Buck stays quiet as Eddie explores him, gets reacquainted with the knobs of his spine, the dip at the small of his back, the warmth of his skin. Buck explores him the same way, fingers carefully curving around his arms, then across his shoulders.

There’s no expectation for more at this proximity. It’s just them getting to know each other again, to say hello and leave their marks in all the places where they might have disappeared.

Eddie thinks that Buck’s a part of him that he would never be able to erase, even if he tried.

“I missed you,” he says quietly, tipping his forehead against Buck’s collarbone. Strong, familiar fingers card through his thick hair, scratching lightly as the other traces Eddie’s bare shoulders.

“I missed you, too,” Buck returns instantly, the conviction in his voice bringing a smile to Eddie’s face. “Want to go back to sleep for a while? Can you…can you just hold me?”

Eddie nods, even though he’s comfy enough to never move again. “Yeah. Yeah, let’s do that.”

Exhaustion seems to weigh Buck down as he heaves himself off Eddie’s lap, but there’s nothing less than eagerness when he pulls Eddie out of his chair, guiding them to the bedroom.

“I’m sorry,” Buck whispers again, when Eddie’s got him wrapped tightly in his arms, their legs tangled together.

“I know, it’s okay,” Eddie shushes him, moving to press a kiss against the crown of his head. “Just get some sleep, I promise we’re okay.”

Buck twists in his grip, flipping until they’re face to face instead. “I love you.”

There’s a hint of that vibrant blue in his eyes again, and Eddie smiles when Buck kisses him, then kisses him again.

There will be another healing period, but right now, in this bubble with Buck where his boyfriend’s hands ghost across his skin, Eddie can’t think of anything that he wants more than this.

“I love you, too.”

#zee writes #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #buck x eddie #911fic #911 fanfic #911 fox #911 on fox #oneawkardcookie #usernymika #userceecee #useralie #userisha #userdahlias #laurenlook

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daughter-of-melpomene · 3 months

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always looking to be closer friends so here’s my question for you.

pick one of your favorite oc’s and just feel to ramble about them. about your favorite things about them, their storylines you love . their relationships and hobbies. just everything you wanna talk about <3

AHHHHH, THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THIS, CJ!!! Cannot even tell you how much this means to me. I think, for the purposes of keeping to fandoms we both share (and because I hardly ever get asked about him), I’m gonna tell you about my 911 baby Bowie!!

Favorite things about him:

First and foremost, he is legitimately such a sweetheart! He cares so so deeply about pretty much everyone, he’s so consistently nice, and he will do absolutely anything for the people he loves. And he’s also really smart, not just nerdy the way most people assume he is at first; he may not be super perceptive, since he can’t read a social cue to save his life, but he knows a lot of stuff about a lot of things and he won’t hesitate to use his knowledge if it will be useful. And he’s also such a good boyfriend to Buck and Eddie, and a great stepdad to Chris; with Buck only being his second serious relationship, he has a lot of learning to do about being a good partner and coexisting with another person that way, and it’s not as if he has a lot of prior experience with kids, but he always makes the effort and he becomes a really good partner and stepparent.

Storylines I love:

Oh, jeez, where do you want me to start? For starters, I really love the storyline of his first relationship before he and Buck start dating, a really sweet guy named Jack who he dates from the end of season one towards the middle of season two, because it’s just a really sweet time of Bowie being happy and feeling good about himself before some of the angst of his and Buck’s, and later his and Buck’s and Eddie’s, relationship starts. Other favorites include his and Buck’s hookup era before they officially get together, the angst of their relationship during the lawsuit arc because that also technically takes place during their hookup era, his recovery arc after his leg gets broken in the firetruck explosion that causes Buck to need blood thinners (and then going to help with aid during the tsunami despite the fact that he wasn’t fully healed because he’s kind of an idiot), and the whole chaos of him and Buck almost simultaneously realizing their feelings for Eddie while they’ve already been dating each other for a few years now and just try to ignore the feelings and not talk about it until they explode at the exact same time and tell each other. Also the whole thing where he gets shot in the head and almost dies and tries to hide his PTSD from it after he’s physically recovered, because if there is one thing a 911 character will do it is suppress their trauma.

My favorite relationships of his:

Obviously I adore his relationships with both Buck and Eddie; they’re sweet in two mostly different ways, but they are both absolutely sweet and loving and adorable. His relationship with Chris is also amazingly cute - a little bit awkward at first, because Bowie’s just a little awkward around kids, but he eventually becomes a really great and supportive stepdad who, along with Buck, Chris loves to ask a million questions to and let him infodump. His relationship with Bobby is also just amazing; Bowie had only been at the 118 for a month or two before Bobby took over as captain, and he was the first person in the firehouse Bowie felt really comfortable infodumping to and showing his more obvious autistic traits to, and they wound up developing a nice father-son relationship based on mutual respect and a love of Dan Brown’s books. His dynamic with Athena is also actually kind of funny; Bowie is deeply intimidated by her at first, but it passes eventually and she definitely becomes his work mom the way Bobby is his work dad.

His hobbies:

Reading is definitely a big one for him! He’s been obsessed with sci-fi, fantasy, and mystery novels since he was a kid, and typically if there’s a lull in activity in the firehouse or if he’s man behind, you can find him with his nose in a book if he’s not engaged in a conversation. He also really loves watching movies, especially older ones - the original Star Wars trilogy, The Princess Bride, and Singin’ in the Rain are some of his favorites. He can also play guitar and sing, which I wouldn’t exactly call a hobby because he doesn’t do it a whole ton, but sometimes when he’s home alone he’ll pull out his guitar, strum a random song, and sing along quietly to it. (There’s also a certain scene I have in mind of him singing that’s actually really important to his story and that I will write one day, I swear.)

Again, thank you so much for asking these questions!! You’re amazing, hope you’re doing well. <3

#asks about my ocs #oc: bowie forrester

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alheria · 11 months

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Fresh wind on a hot day (4/9)

*goot injyred in hisoital possibky be hinr later dint worrj*

Every bone, every muscle, every last drop of blood in Street's body froze when he read the chaotic message from Buck, who then went completely silent, didn't respond to any following texts or calls.

They've been dating for a little over two months now but Jim was yet to witness his partner suffer an unavoidable in his field of work serious injury. He's seen a vast variety of bruises, cuts and abrasions on the unfortunate firefighter, however nothing so serious it required hospitalization. Which meant this new, uncertain situation scared the cop terribly. As if he wasn't already a little anxious every time he watched his Alpha leave for a shift, worried it might be the last time they see each-other.

That was kind of hypocritical, considering the SWAT officer wasn't at all concerned about himself getting hurt on the job. Last week, a bullet flew inches away from his head and he didn't even flinch. It really showed how much he cared about Buck, even though their relationship has barely began.

And it was just perfect.

Obviously, it started a little chaotic, with Chris firmly stating she won't allow it unless she properly meets Buck first and gives them her "blessing". Which resulted in only slightly awkward double date and learning both Alphas actually know each-other, crossed paths in the hospital Amelia works at when the firefighter's leg got severely injured. Small world, huh? Jim was terribly nervous the whole time, his best friend's opinion mattered to him a lot, but he also really liked his guy and wanted to keep him. Fortunately, the other cop was moderately satisfied with the extensive interrogation, and let them be. She said: "He's a little weird, cos who the hell constantly smiles, but a good person overall, approved.".

From there, everything seemed to work great. Maybe things happened a little too fast for regular standards, but nothing was rushed, purely organic. As Street started staying at Buck's more often, it became clear how different they are, in a complimentary way however. While the Alpha turned out to be great at cooking and ensuring his boyfriend does not live off snacks only, the Omega made sure the firefighter always has clean clothes to wear, eliminating wondering if a shirt he found on the floor smells okay enough to be worn for a third time in a row. Which was surprisingly mature considering how little brain cells were between those two unbelievably reckless men. Their personalities fit well too, Buck brought a lot of light and stability into the cop's insecure gloom, who in return gave him what he's always wanted - a feeling he truly belongs somewhere. And what's probably most important, the crazy work hours didn't bother either because they both were completely obsessed with their beloved, demanding professions.

Even if those dream jobs could easily have them killed.

Going to the hospital, which address he got from the dispatch, Jim made himself physically sick by constantly thinking about worst case scenarios, even though it was obvious whatever damage the Alpha suffered wasn't that serious, he managed to send the odd text after all.

-Hi, sorry, I am looking for my boyfriend, Evan Buckley. -Street nervously informed the standing behind the desk nurse, a little short of breath from rushing over there.

-Evan Buckley? -she frowned visibly confused but after a few seconds of deep thinking her face brightened up once the realization hit. -Oh! You mean our regular guest Buck? He's in the third room on the left, right there around that corner. -pointed in the correct direction. The impatient cop mumbled his gratitude and quickly disappeared to see his partner. He opened the mentioned door and briefly froze upon seeing the extent of fortunately light injuries.

-Oh Lord, Buck, what happened?! -Jim demanded when the initial shock faded, hastily approaching the half-sitting on the bed shirtless firefighter. The left side of his neck and face was heavily covered in scratches and wounds full of glass pieces a very young doctor was carefully removing, while the other, somehow even younger, bandaged the right hand, a long cut peeking from under the unfinished dressing. He looked oddly pale, his usually gleaming gaze was now clearly dull, somewhat sad even. This joyless expression did brighten up significantly when he heard his boyfriend's concerned voice.

-Small explosion, fell on some glass. -the Alpha explained vaguely, trying very hard not to move and disrupt the treatment. Which was quite a challenge because he needed to touch his partner. -It's not as bad as it looks. You didn't have to come all the way down here. You're still on duty, aren't you? -asked, hoping to distract himself from the itching.

-On-call. -Street nodded before remembering something that caught his attention a moment earlier. -The nurse called you a regular. Exactly how often do you end up in a hospital? -he wondered, instantly moving closer the second the doc was finished with the injured palm. His own instinctively gravitated towards the firefighter's muscular arm, grabbed it firmly and began to gently rub the warm skin.

-From time to time. -Buck grinned after deciding honesty on this subject won't do his already worried boyfriend any good. -Those poor med students have to practice on someone. -he joked, making the two women smile and earning himself a one very frightening death stare.

-You scared the shit out of me with that weird ass message. -the Omega whispered softly, looking down at the neatly bandaged hand. This could've ended way worse.

-Sorry babe, I suck at texting one-handed and my phone was dying, so this gibberish had to do. -the firefighter apologized, his heart feeling a little heavy upon sensing the officer's rapidly increasing distress. -I'm fine, really. Nothing a few stitches cannot fix. -assured, tenderly grabbing Jim's palm with his undamaged one. It was fascinating to watch how the anxious man immediately began to relax. Like if his touch was somehow magical. -You know...you look pretty sweet in your uniform. Can you like...bring it to my place some time? -he hummed, causing the involuntarily listening students to blush at that shameless suggestion.

-If you're well enough to joke around, maybe I should leave? -Jim rolled his eyes, utterly amused by the ease his boyfriend turned a serious situation into a joke with. And he was very thankful for that.

-Don't you dare! -the Alpha gasped dramatically, his blue eyes finally back to regular gleeful sparkling. Which made Street oh, so happy. -I need my emotional support boyfriend!

-Your who?! -exclaimed instantly a surprised, familiar voice belonging to a person whose arrival they failed to notice, too engaged in the silly bickering. The couple, still holding hands, instantly looked at the visitor. Buck's smile dropped like a rock, and he went eerily silent while the other man wondered where does he recognize this woman from. -I know you. -Hen informed, gazing at the police officer wide-eyed, clearly shocked by the unexpected discovery. -You're that cop who was dangling off the ceiling.

Nice, what a great achievement to be remembered for.

-Street. -reminded the slightly embarrassed officer.

-What? -the paramedic blinked furiously, struggling to comprehend this truly confusing situation. Apparently, not a single one of Buck's friends as much as suspected he might be dating someone in secret. He must've been hiding it really well.

-Jim Street, my name. -he repeated himself, not breaking the weirdly intense eye contact. Poor Alpha seemed so lost in thoughts, Jim started to worry if the overwhelmed mind is not starting to overheat, as her response took a good while to form.

-Right. Um...I guess you don't need a ride then, Buck? -she asked, glancing at her teammate who was equally paralyzed with shock. Street had to nudge him with an elbow to force out a reaction.

-Thanks Hen, I'm good. -the firefighter smiled weakly, his hold on the Omega's hand tightened.

-Ooookay. Um, I'll see you whenever you are back, and don't even think there won't be a conversation. Because I need to know every detail. -Hen then informed before swiftly turning around and leaving the room. The door didn't even fully close, she was already texting someone, most likely to share her findings.

-Busted. -Buck chuckled nervously when Street looked at him. It was truly heartbreaking to watch his always cheerful partner so unnecessarily anxious, and he couldn't even pull him into a comforting embrace to take some of that unease away.

At the beginning of their relationship, the Alpha made it very clear he won't talk to his crew just yet, and Jim didn't really care to be honest. The firefighter wasn't of course ashamed, he was wary. After witnessing their friend get hurt over and over again because he had a bad tendency to dive head in into any romantic encounter, they became a little judgemental towards his choices and often tried to interfere. And knowing that, he was afraid they might make him doubt in this fragile one before he gives it a proper try.

-Only you, babe. -the officer reminded, reassuringly patting his boyfriend's shoulder. He obviously told Chris and Luca straight away, they were his best friends. The rest of the team found out almost immediately after he returned to work post-injury, thanks to the irritating flaw in design. It's very hard for an Omega to get rid of an Alpha's scent they were in prolonged contact with, especially once it enters the bloodstream and unfortunately, they were both into biting. The first time it was easy to explain, but when the unfamiliar smell stayed present for unnaturally long, it became evident he's been seeing someone. So he obviously had to confess to avoid being secretly investigated by this overprotective bunch. -Will you finally tell them? -he wondered, fighting very hard not to pet Buck's hair, knowing well-enough it would make him lean into it, therefore disrupt the focused doctor's work.

-Do I have a choice? -he sighed, painfully aware at least three more people from his social circle were informed by now, if not everyone. This was surely the type of gossip you do not keep to yourself for a long time.

-You could always make up a lie, but you suck at lying so no, you have no choice. -Street hummed, glad his comment brought back the beautiful smile. His partner might've been skilled at hiding things, although once confronted, he was done for. That's how, among other things, Jim learned Buck would sometimes wear his Omega's freshly washed hoodies before putting them in the closet to leave the "I'm taken" scent on them. Which was both adorable and creepy.

-Ouch! I am already hurting, that painful remark was unnecessary. -the Alpha groaned, theatrically pressing a hand to the offended heart. -You are terrible at being an emotional support boyfriend. -he huffed, causing the older man to laugh sincerely.

-Well, I didn't expect myself to be any good at it either.

---

Once finally home, Buck's place that is, the pair found themselves on the couch, silently dozing off in a tight embrace after a long, emotionally exhausting day. The aching firefighter was resting on his Omega's chest, listening to the steady heartbeat, while his back got gently caressed under the warm hoodie. It was immensely relaxing, basking in mixed, comforting scents as their safe and mostly sound bodies closely touched.

Neither of them was ready to admit it, although both recently noticed the unfamiliar craving for that affectionate skin-to-skin contact. This insufferable hunger kept increasing the longer they were separated, and required merely a pat on the shoulder to start subsiding. One time, due to unfortunate work scheduling they had no control over, the couple haven't met at all for a whole week. It was nearly excruciating, to the point Jim's at first delicate irritation began to get tainted with raw fury, which flared up any time some external factor made him angry. What in his job happened a lot, on a daily basis, really. Somehow he managed not to kill anyone on purpose, however came close a couple of times before seeing his boyfriend and instantly forgetting how terribly neglected he felt past seven days.

Which made him wonder how would he survive if Buck had died today. He couldn't fathom not holding this strong, fearless, vulnerable man ever again, not brushing through the silky, blond strands, not watching the peaceful expression on the awfully scratched face. It was such an unbelievable privilege, finding a perfect for him Alpha who enjoyed being taken care of and spoiled, even though nature shaped him to be emotionally reserved and demanding, not overly affectionate and needy as he turned out to be. Where the hell would he find another person like that? Nowhere, most likely. -Jim. I'm really sorry. -the firefighter whispered unexpectedly, breaking the depressing train of thought. His tone sounded somehow dejected, and it put the Omega on high-alert.

-For? -Street frowned, not sure what is the younger man referring to, but starting to sense growing distress. He moved his hand from the hair to the highly sensitive neck, hoping it will calm his Alpha down.

-Scaring you. -Buck clarified, instinctively leaning into the pleasant touch. -I shouldn't have sent that message, but at the same time I...desperately wanted you to come. -he confessed quietly, shyly even, and the cop's heart just dropped all the way to the planet's core once the horrifying realisation hit.

This whole time, how could've he been so fucking clueless?!

Busy being worried, he didn't even think of that obvious possibility.

-You got scared too, didn't you?

Bingo.

The firefighter's body tensed at that softly voiced, spot-on question. A subtle reaction the vigilant, concerned boyfriend easily noticed, and responded to accordingly, by tightening the embrace.

-...yeah, a little. -Buck snorted, curling up further in Jim's protective arms. -When that explosion happened...for a few seconds everything went very bright and very quiet and I...I thought it's over. That I'm dead. When the team drove me to the hospital, I was still pretty shaken up and couldn't stop thinking how better I'd feel if you were there to hold my hand. I knew you were at work and didn't need to be bothered but...I just wanted to see you so bad...I'm really sorry.

Street's brain instantly crashed, overwhelmed by what he just heard. That was...heartbreaking. He had no clue in what kinds of relationships this man was previously, however they surely must've been toxic as hell. Otherwise, Buck would never even think informing his significant half he ended up in a hospital and needs them to come might be a bother. It was truly infuriating this amazing person had such a low self-esteem and evident trust issues he felt like he has to apologize for a natural reaction to a stressor. Those negative traits definitely required some work in the near future to once and for all change that unhealthy mindset.

-I'm glad you texted me then. -murmured the Omega after finally returning to reality. He then buried his nose in the fragrant strands to inhale that amazing scent and calm himself down because luckily, the magic worked both ways. -Partners should depend on each-other. I've got your back. -assured, gently tilting the firefighter's chin, so he can look into those gorgeous blue eyes, now slightly saddened. -And I won't ever judge you. If something is troubling you, I want to hear all about it. So I can help. -he added, leaning down to capture his partner's lips in a tender kiss.

-Thanks babe. -the Alpha smiled fondly once they parted, quickly reaching for one more kiss before saying: -Who would've thought cops can be so humane.

There he is. Classic Buck, turning a highly emotional situation into a joke.

-And who would've thought firefighters can be so insolent. -Street mocked, delighted to sense the anxiety fade. -Wait, do you even know what insolent means, or is this term too ancient for you? -he teased, remembering how last week he was the one made fun of because he had no idea what some new slang word meant.

-Wow, who's being insolent now, huh? -pouted the firefighter. -Apologize. -he demanded in a manner that absolutely did not feel like an order, but a hopeless request. And oh, if the Alpha wanted to, with current strength of their connection he could effortlessly make the officer profoundly apologize on his knees. But he would never do such a thing, and the bratty Omega just loved knowing that.

-You wish. -Jim chuckled, ruffling the golden hair before slamming Buck's brightened up face into his chest. -Ugh! I am so lucky to have you! -he exclaimed loudly, pressing a juicy kiss to the top of his boyfriend's head, who straight on melted upon hearing the honest confession.

-Seriously? -asked hesitantly the Alpha as he pulled himself up to tower over the older man. He was always the one showering the other person with adoration, it was hard to believe someone admired him this much for simply existing.

-Uh-huh. You are everything I could wish for, I don't even know how to properly put in words how perfect you are to me. -Street nodded, reaching for the firefighter's uninjured cheek to caress it gently while they stared at each-other in silence, their eyes glowing with reverence. -So fortunate.

-I...I don't know what to say. -Buck admitted, blushing furiously. He, perfect? That was an insane assumption, he was definitely not perfect, not even close. And yet, Jim apparently liked the whole picture. Why?! -No one has ever felt about me this way, I think. -he revealed, unsure of what to say. The Omega didn't seem to care, he pulled his boyfriend down by the nape and wrapped the long arms around him, once again holding his partner in a tight embrace.

-It's pretty new, and weird, to me too. Feeling this way, that is. -he whispered into the soft hair. -But some day, we will surely get used to it.

And learn how to accept it.

#m/m smut #ao3fic #m/m #9 1 1 fanfiction #SWAT fanfiction #Buck x Jim #omegaverse fanfiction #omegaverse

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heytherejulia · 2 years

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I should have taken care of you ~ James Buchanan Barnes

pairing: tfatws!bucky x mom!reader

warnings: little angst, swearing, baby, mention of bucky's past

summary: your life was peaceful until it wasn't when your baby daddy is back

word count: 2k

author's note: funny thing about this story is the fact that I wrote it way before tfatws came out and I obviously didn't know the plot of the show but I did get main things correct like the fact that bucky is no longer controlled by the winter soldier programme thanks to shuri but anyway enjoy reading xx

You were awfully tired and the only thing you were dreaming about for a whole day was a little bit of rest. You lay on the couch and closed your eyes with a blissful smile. The moment of complete uninterrupted peace felt like a blessing for you. You didn't even notice when you started to drift off.

You were really tired, not only physically but most of all emotionally. You suffered because of him, and there was simply no way you could get the image of Bucky out of your head as you were looking at his miniature copy every singlr day. Rebecca had the same dark hair and the same blue eyes as her father, she even had a few small moles on the side of her face just like him. You loved your six-month-old daughter with all your heart just like you loved James.

Of course you wanted what was the best for him, and if staying in Wakanda was exactly what’s gonna help him, you weren’t opposed to it. You didn't blame him for leaving for Wakanda itself, but you had a hard time accepting the fact that your boyfriend of time disappeared overnight, as you later found out from Sam. Bucky left with no information, no word, not even a goodbye. On top of that, some time later it turned out that you were pregnant.

It was hard for you, you were finising your college degree online, and you worked from home as well, proofreading articles for the newspaper you worked for before pregnancy. In addition to all of that, after you gave birth to Becca you were raising her completely on your own. You were alone on a daily basis. Sure, Sam, Pepper, sometimes even Peter would stop by, but those were just visits. You enjoyed them, you loved your friends and loved your life but sometimes it was simply more difficult than you have ever imagined.

Suddenly the laughter of the little girl and the voice of a man woke you from your sleep. You were about to pick up the vase and use it as a weapon, but realized it was just Sam. You smiled to yourself and entered your daughter's room. What you saw there almost made your heart stop.

‘Hey, Y/N/N.’

Sam smiled at you. You started looking for Rebecca and saw her in Bucky's arms. The man was looking at the little girl with tenderness and delicacy painted on his face. You figured Sam told him that you had a baby.

Finally he looked up at you. You nodded stiffly, smiling slightly. Sam stared at the scene in front of him for a moment, then headed for the door. As he passed you, he kissed your cheek and said he would be back later because he had some errands to run.

After a while you approached the man and took your baby from his arms. You weren't worried about her safety or that Bucky might hurt her. Of course not. You just had to change her diaper. You put Becky on the changing table so you could comfortably change her.

‘Who should I say my congratulations to?’

These were the first words he addressed to you. You sighed heavily.

‘To yourself, if you want to.’

Bucky stood there for a moment, not saying a word. Tears welled up in his eyes.

‘Why didn't you tell me?’

‘How? What do you think I was supposed to do? You disappeared, Bucky, overnight without even saying a word to me. I'm glad you finally accepted help and that you’re doing better, but I couldn't just fly to Wakanda and tell you that you're going to be a father.’

‘I'd come back if I knew. I would take care of you, Y/N/N.’

‘That's the problem, Buck. You needed help, and they were able to give it to you. I don't know how much it really helped, but I know I would feel guilty for ruining your chances to get better.’

You picked the baby up in your arms and left her room.

‘Come on, I’ll make you some coffee.’

‘Can I ... can I hold her?’

His eyes sparkled with hope as he looked at the love of his life and their child. You nodded and handed him the little girl, as you started to prepare the coffee.

‘Tell me about yourself, James.' You asked, turning your back to the counter.

‘Well, they somehow removed the Winter Soldier protocol so he'll never be back again, and I managed to get rid of some of the nightmares that haunted me almost every night, but you knew about them. What about you? Your turn.’

‘I study online, work and look after the baby. My life is by no means fascinating.’

He looked at you and you knew he wasn't satisfied with your answer. You smiled and shook your head. You knew him, maybe not better than Steve did, but well enough to notice his jaw tightening in anger as he asked the question.

‘Do you have someone?’

'I have Rebecca.'

‘I don’t.’

After these words, you heard the front door slam, and as you both realized, Wilson returned. As he entered the kitchen he found his best friend holding his daughter in his arms, and he felt a smile creep on his lips. He was proud of Bucky. He was a pain in the ass but he was glad James was doing better.

***

Around a week after Bucky returned from Wakanda, when you put Becky to bed, you realized you felt even more tired than usual. Buck's return made the order you had built in your life fall apart the moment you saw him in your daughter's room.

Despite the early hour, you took a shower as soon as possible and changed into one of James' t-shirts, which you still had no heart to throw away, and some shorts that served as your pajamas. The T-shirt still smelled of his perfumes and what you could only describe as a Bucky’s scent. You lay down on the bed, wanting to fall asleep as soon as possible. However, you didn't manage to fall asleep because you heard the doorbell. When you opened the door, your baby daddy was standing in front of you, a bag slung over his left shoulder.

‘Can I come in?’

You moved and let the man inside.

‘Are you leaving town?’

You asked as you walked over to your little kitchen. Bucky looked around the room. It hasn't changed since he was here for the last time. Perhaps only a few children's plates, bowls, and bottles have taken the place on your counter.

‘No, but I came to ask you for a favor. Could I stay with you for a few nights? Just for a while, a week or two.’

‘What about the rooms Tony left for all of you?’

Bucky rubbed his face tiredly.

‘I can't live under Tony’s roof. I can't deal with the guilt. Stark may have forgiven me, or so I believe, but still, I find it hard to sleep well with the thought that I am practically living at his mercy. Please, Y/N/N, just a few days, then I'll find myself an apartment and leave you alone.’

You knew he would not leave you alone because he would still want to see Rebecca, and you weren't going to make it difficult for him, you wanted your daughter to have a father, and you always wanted the best for Buck. Because he was, in fact, the best for you, and you still loved him. You weren't sure if you would ever be able to stop having such strong feelings for him, but you weren’t sure if you wanted to.

‘Of course you can stay, but you'll have to sleep on the couch, because I turned the guest room into a room for Becky.’

‘I should have changed it, not you. I should have looked after you. I'm sorry for leaving you without saying a word, but I was afraid, I was scared for your safety.’

‘Relax now, Bucky,' you walked over to him and hugged him, ‘we've made it. Now I'm really sorry but I have to go to sleep. You know where everything is, nothing has changed.’

You woke up a few hours later, realizing that Becca should have already woken up and demanded food, yet the apartment was quiet. When you entered your daughter's room, you saw the little girl in her father's arms. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was calm. An empty milk bottle stood beside the chair where Bucky was sitting. When he noticed you staring at him, he smiled widely at you. He got up and put Becky in the crib and headed towards the door, dragging you with him.

You lay down on the bed and tried to sleep but couldn't. In the silence interrupted only by the sounds of sleeping New York, you heard Buck's heavy breathing, he probably couldn't sleep either.

‘I fed her and I put her to sleep,’ the pride in his voice was palpable. ‘I didn't want to wake you up, you looked tired.’

You whispered ‘thank you’, kissed his cheek and returned to your bedroom. After that, you lay for several dozen minutes, unable to sleep. Finally you got up and went to the living room. Bucky was lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling.

‘You can't sleep either?’

You asked, coming closer, then sat down on the edge.

‘Yeah,’ he muttered a little sleepily, looking at you. He moved slightly. ‘Lie down, we will try to treat your insomnia with the good old methods.’

You were not convinced by the idea, because while Bucky could make you fall asleep even on completely sleepless nights, you did not want to get that close to him again, even though you loved him with all your heart. However, the thought of falling asleep and resting was more tempting than common sense, so you lay down next to the blue-eyed man and did not even know when you fell asleep.

The next day, you woke up feeling well rested. Bucky wasn't next to you, so you figured he was already up. When you entered the kitchen, Buck was seated at the table, sipping his coffee from a mug with the Captain America shield printed on it. It was a silly joke. The team bought you these mugs with pictures of all the Avengers for Christmas one year. He smiled gently and placed a cup with Natasha's image in front of you.

‘Thank you.’

You smiled when you saw that he still remembered what coffee you liked best.

There was a silence between you, but it wasn't the kind of awkward silence that was impossible to endure. It was the kind of silence that you loved. You just liked hanging out with this man.

You loved his strengths, but even more his flaws. The way he always wanted to take the metal arm off when you went to sleep together or during sex. You’ve never let him do that, though. Just because of the thought of how much he had to suffer to be in the place where he was now, your heart was breaking into a million little pieces.

***

And that’s how things worked between you for the next two weeks. And then the next two months. You slept together, ate lunch, breakfast and dinner together, you took care of Becky, who quickly fell in love with Bucky. You weren’t technically in a relationship, but you acted as if you were. Each day you grew closer to each other, and you thanked Shuri in your heart for everything she had done for your daughter's father.

So, when, after two years, James, sitting on the couch with Rebecca on his lap and you hugged to his side, watching some cartoon, took a ring out of his pocket and said that he could not imagine a life other than this, you couldn’t say no. Because both Bucky and you knew that you couldn't live without each other, and your love was too strong for you both to even try to be apart.

You were arguing, of course you were, Bucky still had days when he would distant himself from you, or nights when he had nightmares and woke up screaming, and you had bad days when you were too tired and frustrated with work, or you got another speeding ticket cuz the cop was a bitch. But despite this, you were just happy together. Together with your daughter and each other. And that was the most important thing. Your happiness.

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barnes-n-nobles · 3 years

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Attention (SMUT)

Request: Smut. Bucky gets jealous of her for getting too close to his friend Steve. So he punishes her 🍆🤤

Sorry for the delay! Here it is and I hope you enjoy! Let me know what y’all think!

You and Bucky had been invited to Tony Starks birthday party tonight. In most cases you would have an outfit ready, but Bucky wanted to dress you today. You thought it was the cutest idea ever and you let him choose for you. He came out of your closet with a beautiful black dress , that had a slit on the side. He got you this as a gift during the first month that you guys started dating. You were saving it for a special occasion so you were a little shocked that he would bring it out for today’s birthday party. Your eyebrows slightly bunched together in confusion as Bucky laid it on your bed.

“Why that dress for today babe? It’s just Tony’s birthday, not the met gala” you chucked. Buckys metal hand traced the side of the dress and smiled at the thought of seeing your body in this sexy dress. “I just want to show off my beautiful girl. Plus, my tux is all black as well. You know how I love matching with you” he smiled as he went to place a soft kiss on your lips.

You nodded in agreement , taking the dress off the bed and walking into the bathroom to change. “I just hope this dress doesn’t get ruined like my last one…” you sighed smiling at the memory that started to form in your mind. “What do you mean, Doll?” Bucky asked curiously.

“One day, Steve and Thor got so drunk at Natashas party that they started having “cake wars” and I made the huge mistake of trying to take the cake away from them and Steve threw a handful of cake at me, while he was trying to get Thor. I was so mad because the dress I got for that day was super nice but I had to get rid of it…it was way too stained” you stated as you slid yourself into your dress.

Bucky rolled his eyes at the sound of Steves name leaving your lips. Him and Steve had some unspoken tension between them that always puzzled you. Little did you know, Steve wanted you for himself but Bucky moved way too fast and was able to cuff you up before Steve even thought about it. Bucky and him were inseparable but once they both realized they were after the same girl, they both got distant. Bucky loved his friend but he always got everything. The fame, love, praise, recognition. He wasn’t going to let him get you though, because you belonged to him. Only him.

“He better not start his shit or I’m going to fuck him up” he spat. “Bucky, you’re not an angel when you get drunk either you get pretty angry AND / OR get into fights with everyone. “ Bucky knew that he had to tame his demons when he was around you just because he didn’t want to scare you off, but it’s been getting harder and harder to control it as men had gotten a bit too brave around you. Bucky wasn’t the type of shy off when something made him mad.

~~~~Later that night~~~~

You and Bucky walked into Tonys home and it never failed to amaze you how beautiful his house was. You hope to one day share a home with Bucky. One where you could one day raise a family of pets and eventually even kids. He noticed you were busy thinking about something so he nudged you to bring you back from your daydreams. “What’s wrong Doll? You seem distracted.” asking with a little scrunch of his eyebrows. “Oh it’s nothing just thinking about this huge-“ You we’re cut off by a familiar voice. “Y/n, Bucky, so glad you guys could make it. You’re only like 1 Hr late but who’s keeping track.” You all chuckled and said happy birthday to Tony. “Come join us, the food just got served”. As you walked into his lavish dining area you said hi to everyone and sat down on the 2 remaining seats. Steve was on your right and Bucky on your left. He soon started to talk to Sam who’s was next to him. “Hey y/n…I haven’t seen you in a while. How’s it going?” Steve asked you giving you a quick hug. You thought that Bucky would have turned around or at least notice but he was too busy joking with Sam.

“Hey Steve it has been a while. Just going through life, you know.” You smiled warmly.

“I feel you. It’s so good to see you. Your little boyfriend likes to keep you all to himself huh?” He asked softly so that only you could hear him. You just smiled and shook your head side to side, not wanting to answer. Steve was always a flirt you thought, but in reality he liked to push your buttons to see your pretty little face flush. After dinner you all moved to Tonys living room, everyone consumed in their own conversations. Bucky was next to you the whole night , making sure you were having a good time as well. “I’m going to go upstairs real quick, Tony is needing a hand with one of his “toys”. I’ll be right back Doll” he said placing a kiss on your cheek. You nodded and decided to pick up your phone to check up on any notifications you had.

Steve gulped down his drink from across the room as he saw Bucky leave your side finally. He started to approach you as soon as he was out of sight. “All alone?” He asked looking down at your small frame. Your eyes snapped up to see Steve standing in front of you. “ For now, Bucky is out doing something “ you said looking in the direction that he walked “May I sit?” He asked with a smirk. You nodded and scooted over. You and Steve started having a nice conversation and got all caught up with eachothers lives. He brought you some drinks to loosen you up and they seemed to be working perfectly as you started to feel a bit more chill and relaxed. Steve laid his arm over the top of the couch and scooted closer to you, making your face turn hot but the closeness. Steve leans over close to your ear and whispered “You look absolutely stunning. Tell Bucky to bring you around me a little more, hun. I’m sure he’s the sharing type.” You knew he was getting a little too comfortable due to the drinks he’s been having but you tried not to make a big deal. “Steve, please.” you warned wanting him to know there was line he was approaching and that he hould not cross. “Please what y/n…. I never see you and I know for a fact it’s because of Bucky. I’m also your friend and I want to be around you and in your life. Don’t you want that?” You turned your face around to get a bit of separation. But then he used his thumb and index finger to turn your face towards him. “Well?”. You didn’t know what to say so you stayed silent just looking down. Steve was irritated and he let go. Standing up looking down at you. “When you make your own decisions, you know where to find me” he said turning around but then suddenly he bumped into a strong chest. Your eyes shot up and you were frozen.

There he was, his chest falling up and down in absolute anger. Looking straight into Steve’s eyes. “Get out of my face Buck.” Steve said in a low tone. Bucky didn’t say a word, his nose flaring and his chest rose and fell slowly with anger. His metal arm rapidly grabbed his throat. “DONT ever touch her again. I’ll fucking kill you” and with that he threw him across the room by his neck, hitting some tables and chairs as he fell to the ground. Everyone snapped their attention over to you guys a few gasps and screams erupting. You quickly stood up and got in front of Bucky, placing your hand on his bicep as if it would calm him down. “Please Bucky, stop...” you said looking over at Steve who was surrounded by people as they tried to help him up. Tony and Sam went over to you guys to make sure that Bucky wouldn’t escalate this any further. “Bucky, you need to control yourself. This isn’t the time nor place. “ Sam said turning to look at Steve who was now up and getting held back and talked to by Thor and Vision. “Jesus Christ Barnes, you could have at least given me some time to pull out my phone to record that.” Tony said making Bucky snap out of his trance and you could see a small smile starting to form. Sam rolled his eyes and shook his head. “But yes..like Sam said. Not the time and definitely not the place. Pepper is going to kill me. “ as he looked at the broken table. “Sorry Tony, we’re just going to head out. I promise we’ll pay for that” you stated pulling Bucky away.

As you guys were heading to the entrance of the house, Bucky quickly pulled you into a near by room and locked the door behind him. You almost got whiplash at how fast he got you in there. “what the fuck were you doing with Steve, why did you let him get that close to you.” His big broad frame towered over you. “I didnt...well.. I dont know he was just sitting there and he got so close, i felt so trapped I didnt know what to do. “ you explained not knowing what to say to not make him more mad. “you know i dont fucking like him, why would you even entertain him? Do I need to brainwash you to never speak to anyone else but me... Hmm?’‘ he said pinning you to a nearby wall and pressing his body up against you. You didnt know if the drinks finally got to you or what, but you were feeling all tingly inside. Absolutely loving Buckys dominance. “or do you just want some attention. Because ill give you all the attention in the world Doll...but you'll only get it from me...no one else.” he whispered into your face.His lips brushing lightly over yours. You let out a little moan, his words going straight into your pussy. “I just need yours. You know that” you purred leaning in for a kiss. Bucky pulled away looking at your beautiful eyes, filling up with want and lust. “ Im going to show you that you only belong to me, and Ill make you crave only me and my attention. now turn over” he said giving you a quick kiss.

You obediently turned and he started to slide your panties down. Buckys hands started to roam your body, his metal arm stopping at your clit. “I need you to be quiet for me Doll. Can you do that?” he said as his hard cock was grinding on your ass. “Yes, Sargent Barnes” you moaned as his fingers started to play with your clit. “Fuck...sucha good girl”. When he felt that you were wet enough he grabbed your hair and shoved you down onto a nearby dresser, earning a gasp from you. He pulled himself out and pulled up your dress, giving you a nice hard slap on your ass making you whine. “You had your fun with that imbecile “ he said as he aligned his throbbing cock at your entrance. “now its time for me to punish you like a whore for talking to him. “ and with that he rammed inside of you, letting out an animalistic growl at your tightness. Your moans ripped through your throat as he started to pump himself inside of you, with out much gentleness. His metal hand quickly went to your mouth, muffling your beautiful sounds. “Shh babygirl..cant let anybody else hear”. He thrusted into you hard and fast, making you see stars and your mewls restrained by his cold hand. Your wetness soon started to drip down your leg. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, feeling nothing but pure pleasure and bliss. Buckys arm went down to your neck and he pulled you up, making you arch your back. He leaned down looking at your fucked out face while he stuffed you full of his cock over and over again. He started to have a hot sloppy make out session with you, moaning into your mouth and you doing the same. Tongues interwoven into each other.

Bucky grunted your name, standing upright one more time. He grabbed your hips and started to fuck into you harder, his head snapping back as he was so close. “fuck im going to cum inside you Doll…Tell me who you belong to y/n..” he growled. “Y-you Bucky...only you Sergeant Barnes.” you moaned. Thats all it took for him to finally cum. His thrusts got sloppy as he spilled inside you. His cock twitching inside with each pause he took. He smiled as he pulled out, watching his cum spill down your leg. He pulled you up and gave you a passionate kiss. “dont worry Doll. We have much more to do at home. This was just a warm up, I’m going to give you orgasms after orgasms and you’re going to take it and enjoy it”

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euphoric-barnes · 3 years

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ook, i saw you wanted requests, so. I have two headcanons?? like, a reader who's very open about how much she loves bucky and going all in with him, like tons of pet names, being clingy as fuck and bucky just LOVING the shit out of her and out of that part of their relationship. and one day, because of tiktok, reader going "oh, goodmorning james" and he's just HAVING THE BIGGEST BREAKDOWN. in his mind going insane like "fuck, what did i do??????" and reader just doing that for the whole day, and bucky just breaking and asking why the fuck is she/they calling him James, he's baby, he's my love, he's hubby. who the fuck is james EHDBCJVNRJF.

who the hell is james? — b. barnes

warning(s): a 106 yeard old baby man.

note: i just realized what i did with the title. for the other requests, i swear i’ll do it soon. stuff has just been hectic for me lately.

you love bucky

that’s no question

who wouldnt lmao

he’s love

he’s baby

he’s mine

he’s bub

he’s babi

he’s honey

he’s sweetie

he’s bucky occasionally

he’s every pet name out there

you never called him james

you would always cling on to him when you have the time

okay let’s be honest, even if you don’t have the time you always force there’s time just to be with him

and even though bucky isn’t as showy as you are

he still never failed to show you how much he loves you

he’d silently show it

bring you flowers bcs he remembered you

bring you this book bcs he knows you’ve been wanting to read it

take u out on a date bcs he knows you need something to take your stress away

okay so we all know how basically tiktok has consumed most of us

so you saw this thing with girlfriends pranking their boyfriends by calling them by their first name

so you wanted to do that with bucky for months

but u keep forgetting bcs u whipped for your boyfie

who wouldn’t be

then one morning, bucky walks in the kitchen with you working on something on your laptop as you waited for your toast

“morning, doll.” bucky greets with a smile as he walks straight to the fridge

“morning, james.” you said

and you thought, finaly ????

bucky stopped on his tracks, walking to you

“doll?” bucky says and you look at him

he awkwardly chuckles, “what’s up?”

“nothing..?” you trailed off, smiling at him awkwardly as you go back to your work

“so, um, doll,” bucky says, trying to make a conversation so he would know if he heard you right. “sam might call later about another mission. so i might go and return the next day.”

“alright,” you said as you kept typing. “good luck, james. and take care.”

bucky taps his fingers against the counter as he looks at you but you didn’t spare him a glance

poor baby being pranked :(

“coffee’s there, james.” you said, pointing at the other side and bucky just nods, fiddling with his fingers

he walks over to where you pointed, going over what happened yesterday

did he say something?

did he act stupidly?

what did he do?

w h a t

“doll?” bucky calls and you turn to him

no !!!

you’re supposed to say “yes, my love?”

“are we okay?” bucky asks

you nod. “yeah, why?”

“n-no reason.” bucky says with a forced smile

you nod, turning back to your laptop

maybe you’re just stressed?

“i’m gonna go to the bedroom.” bucky says and you nod, smiling at him

bucky starts walking until you called him again

“oh, james?” you call and bucky turns around to look at you. “tell me when you need me to drive you.”

“yeah.” bucky breathes out and ruches up to your shared bedroom

he immediately calls sam because baby !! doesn’t !! know !1 what !! to !! do !!

“sam sam sam sam samuel”

“whAT BUCKY”

“i think y/n’s mad at me.”

“why?”

“she’s calling me james! have you ever heard her call me james? no! bucky sometimes but james? n e v e r”

please stop pranking this old man

then there’s a silence

until sam starts laughing “....what?”

“samuel! stop laughing.”

“man, your girlfriend’s got you wrapped up around her fingers, huh?”

“what do you mean?”

“it’s a prank. it’s happening everywhere. where she calls you by your first name.”

“oh.”

sam laughs again. “i’ll see you tonight, buck.”

“okay. thanks.”

bucky puts the phone down, going back to you to see you still didn’t move an inch

“doll >:(” bucky says

“yes, james?”

“no! i’m love! i’m your love! i’m baby, bubs, babi, mine, honey, sweetie, any pet names but james!!! >:(”

you laugh loudly, opening your arms turning towards him as he walks to you, gladly embracing you

“good morning, my love!” you said with a chirpy voice and bucky hums in approval

“that’s more like it.”

in conclusion, he is no longer the winter soldier.

he is james baby barnes

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watchmegetobsessed · 3 years

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Hey Daddy - Bucky Barnes

a/n: so this one is a little more... lighthearted? idk but it was based on THIS request!

pairing: Bucky X Reader

word count: 1.9k

summary: You join Peter and his friends for a game of Truth Or Dare but you wish you stayed in your room when MJ challenges you to do a task that will definitely out your secret relationship with Bucky.

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You totally forgot Peter would have his friends over for the night, so you’re slightly surprised when you find him with Ned and MJ in the kitchen, but it’s a pleasant one. You’ve been spending a lot of time with him, being the youngest of the adults in the tower, you developed a great friendship with the youngster and his friends.

“Oh, hello guys! Good to see you again!” you beam at the three of them, Ned greeting you with a little wave and a stunned smile on his face. Peter has recently revealed that Ned might have a tiny crush on you, which you find cute. Though you’re more than a decade older than him, you find it endearing he is crushing on you out of all the amazing women on the team.

MJ nods in your way as she munches on her sandwich, if you didn’t know her better you’d think she is annoyed by you judging by the look on her face, but you’ve learned by now that this is her default expression, almost a happy one.

“Hi Y/N!” Peter greets you smiling. “How was your day?” he asks lightly. He is such a good kid, knows his manners and cares so much for others. The men in the tower like to tease him about his soft behavior, but you think it’s such a great trait.

“A little tiring. Training kicked my ass today, but it was fine. What are you guys up to?” you ask, grabbing yourself a canned soda from the fridge.

“MJ wants to play truth or dare, but only because she wants to make us do embarrassing stuff,” Peter huffs looking at the girl who just smiles with a shrug.

“Oh, I love that game! Used to play it a lot at parties too!” you smirk, remembering the times you played with your friends in the basement of your mom’s house.

“You want to play with us?” MJ offers.

“If you don’t mind…”

“Not at all!” Peter smiles, happy to have another person join their little group. Glancing at Ned you see that he is now blushing, the tip of his ears turning red as he keeps his eyes fixed on the screen of his phone. Poor kid will have to learn how to function around women sooner or later.

The game starts out quite innocent, it’s not even the wild version where you’re drinking, though it popped into your head to pour yourself some wine. But then you decided to keep it PG rated for the kids’ sake.

But as more and more rounds go down, the tasks and questions are getting a little… spicy. When MJ turns to you and asks you the question of the game and you answer before you could even think about it, you know you are in trouble.

“Dare,” you answer and want to take it back right away, but you don’t want to look like such a pussy. But then MJ smirks at you devilishly and you consider just walking out before she ruins your whole life.

“Alright, text all the other Avengers ‘Hey Daddy’ and read the responses out loud.”

The boys gasp as you press your lips into a thin line, knowing well it won’t end good on your side. Especially because there is one person whose response you would rather not read out loud.

You’ve been close to Bucky since day one and though you both were a little ignorant towards your feelings, a few months ago you finally moved your relationship a little further than just being friends. However you both agreed it’s better kept as a secret, at least until you figure out where you really want to head together as a couple.

Now, if you text that message to Bucky there’s no way he won’t write back something that would bust your asses right away, but you can’t back out now, you can only hope he is busy doing something else and won’t pay attention to his phone.

Pulling your phone out of your pocket you lean onto the kitchen island as the kids start cheering for you being a badass and accepting the task.

“Just hey daddy, that’s all?” you ask as you open your contacts.

“Maybe add a winking face,” Ned suggests and you shoot him a glare that immediately turns his face red as he shuts his mouth.

“The winking face is a good idea,” MJ nods.

“Thanks, Ned,” you mumble under your breath as you start opening the text threads, sending them all the same message. Tony, Nat, Steve, Banner, Clint, Sam, Strange, even Rhodey and at the end of the list… Bucky.

“And what, now we wait?” Peter asks.

“Place the phone here so we see when you get a reply and you’ll read them, we can move on until then,” MJ tells you, bossing you around like you’re not even a highly trained special agent who could take her out in a blink of an eye.

The first reply comes from Nat who just asks if you’re drunk. Then comes Banner, who sounds offended that you think he could be your father, totally missing the point of the text. Tony teases you about always knowing you had a thing for him, Steve kindly tells you he only sees you as a sister, Clint just reads the text and doesn’t reply. Sam just sends a simple “control yourself” message back while Strange threatens you to block you if you send another text like this again. Rhodey doesn’t even reads it.

You start to feel relieved when about twenty minutes pass by and no reply comes from Bucky. The game moves on and you almost start to forget about the whole task when your phone lights up again and your breathing hitches when you see Bucky’s name appear on the screen.

“Oh, another reply!” MJ beams as she urges you to unlock the phone and read the reply. When you do so and see his text, you almost just hop off the stool and run out of the kitchen. You consider saying something else, pretending like he didn’t write what he did, but MJ doesn’t take the bullshit and her patience runs short so she simply snatches your phone out of your hand and reads the text herself.

“I specifically remember you saying you’re not into that stuff. What else are you keeping from me about our sex life?”

You let out a long and tired sigh as the room falls silent and they all just stare at you in confusion before MJ slowly slides the phone back to you.

“Our sex life? There’s… there’s a you and Bucky?” Peter asks quietly, not sure what to do with the new information. An anxious chuckle slips from between your lips as you try to find a way to get yourself out of this massive trouble, but nothing comes to your mind. You’ve fought aliens, assassins, you were captured, tortured, went on a hundred mission in your life, yet now three kids defeated you with a game of Truth or Dare.

“Well, um… It’s a funny story, you know—I don’t… fuck,” you mumble, scratching the back of your neck.

“Are you like… together or is it just a friends with benefits thing?” MJ question, shooting you a curious look.

You don’t get to answer, because just as you are about to open your mouth, the man in talk walks in, a puzzled look on his face, phone in his hand, probably still dwelling on your latest message. His eyes spot you first, but then he realizes that you’re not alone and he freezes. It’s not that Bucky doesn’t like Peter or his friends, he just feels so far away from people these days, let alone teenagers who are about a century younger than him.

“Oh,” he breathes out, slowly walking closer to you. “Hello guys,” he murmurs shyly, trying to put the picture together as his eyes fall back to you and he sees how uncomfortable you are. Before he could get another word out, MJ speaks up and just as always, her raw style doesn’t disappoint any of you.

“Don’t worry, your girlfriend is not really into the Daddy stuff.”

You almost choke on your own breath as you turn to shoot her a glare, your hand moving to grab Bucky’s arm gently, sensing him growing more and more anxious with each second.

“MJ, I don’t think Sergeant Barnes is the right person to joke around with,” Ned mumbles, avoiding to even look at Bucky as you let out an airy chuckle.

“G-Girlfriend? We are not—“ Bucky starts, but you cut him off.

“No use to deny, Buck. They know it.”

Bucky huffs, closing his eyes for a moment before he moves closer to you, his hand coming to rest on your lower back. Despite the absurdity of the situation, this small little gesture makes your heart pitter-patter in your chest.

“Is there any chance this could stay between us, kids?” you ask with a charming smile, turning to the three troublemakers.

“I don’t know, what do we get out of keeping it a secret?” Peter purses his lips, pretending to have the higher ground, but you already know what’s about to come.

Bucky’s vibranium arm snaps to the counter top as he shoots a death glare over to the poor kid and though he definitely looks like he is ready to kill any moment, you know that it’s all just an act.

“How about I don’t rip your guts out, kid? That enough?” Bucky growls and while all three of them take a step back with wide eyes and dry throats, you just shake your head chuckling, placing a hand to his hard chest.

“Buck, no need to go all winter soldier on them. They’ll keep our secret, right?” you ask with an innocent smile and all three of them start nodding wildly, as if they just saw a ghost.

Seeing their reaction you realize it’s better if the game ends here and you let them be on their own. You thank for the fun time before grabbing Bucky’s arm and pull him out of the kitchen, heading up to your rooms.

“You shouldn’t have scared them that badly, Buck,” you scold him, but you still actually find it kind of funny, seeing their pale faces and fearful eyes at your boyfriend’s tough guy act.

“Well, they scare me too sometimes,” he mumbles shrugging. “Especially that MJ girl… she is just… weird.”

You can’t help but laugh at his words, a six feet tall super soldier with a metal arm being scared of a teenage girl with a big mouth, that’s quite an interesting concept.

“Hey,” you stop him before the two of you would part in the hallway. He turns back and his blue eyes soften on you. “Do you want to… sneak into my room?” you ask, biting into your bottom lip as you smirk up at him, sliding a hand up his chest, cupping his cheek in your palm. “We could have some fun… Daddy.”

“Wait, are you really into the daddy stuff?” he asks with wide eyes, making you cackle with your head falling back.

“Just shut up and come to my room,” you chuckle, pressing your lips against his as you pull him into your bedroom, shutting the door closed behind you.

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed it!

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tojiboobsucker · 3 years

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one more moment (m)

pairing: iwaizumi x female reader

MINORS DNI !!!

[please note that this is during the time-skip]

warnings: dry humping, nipple play, penetration, rough sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, some cockwarming, pet names such as princess and pretty girl (if i miss anything else, lmk!!)

a/n: not proofread and meant to be all lowercase 🏃🏻‍♀️ i finished this at 2:30 am hey lol also this isn’t really that good because it’s been about 8 months since i’ve written smut (or attempted writing it lmao</3)

when your eyes flutter open from the bright room you gently squeeze your boyfriend’s arms around your waist in content before turning to face him. a little grumble comes from his lips as he hugs you closer to him. in this moment, you can’t help but nuzzle your face into his bare chest. he’s warm, has been since the day you two first met. he had such a warm aura once you got to know him and it was one of the many things you adored about him. while in thought, you run your hands up his bare chest, eventually letting your hands cup his face. again, hajime grumbles, his chest rumbling along as he starts speaking.

“you’re up early.”

with an adoring smile, you stretch your neck and press a kiss against his jaw. at this, he takes your wrists and rolls over, placing your hands on his chest while you settle into your straddling position.

“well aren’t you just energetic this morning,” you muse, tracing a heart into his chest with your right fingertip as his hands move to your hips.

hajime hums, his hands massaging your hips. a little laugh slips past your lips as you lean forward to kiss him, your hips slightly moving up with you. you didn’t think much of hajime’s hands gripping your hips a little harder as you kissed him, but when you pulled back and saw him staring at your neck, your torso in one of his shirts, all of you, you feel your face heat up a bit.

purposefully, you lean forward, your hands running up his chest as they did before. you hear your boyfriend’s breath hitch, earning a sly smile from you. hajime casts a glance at the clock on your bedside table. 7:06 AM. before he can gather his thoughts about work, you grind your hips against his once, a soft moan leaving his lips.

“fuck,” he huffs under, bucking his hips up.

“hajime... i want you,” you moan, your hips picking up a rhythm against his slightly hardened cock.

his hands start to guide your hips against his, his clothed cock grinding against where you need it most. while you were only in his tshirt, he was clad in his boxers, a groan leaving his mouth as he stops you.

"hajimeee," you whine, trying to move your hips to grind onto him as he swears under his breath.

"shit- hold on princess-"

he lifts one of your legs, having you move over so he can slide his boxers off. his cock springs free, your eyes slightly widening at how hard he is already.

"don't keep me waiting pretty girl. i have to leave in 20."

you swing your leg over, hovering over your boyfriends tip. you take a shallow breath, preparing to sink down when hajime grips your hips, nails leaving light crescents in the soft skin. it was too late for you to realize what he was gonna do when he roughly pushed you down onto his throbbing cock. you let out a strangled moan and he hisses, groaning shortly after and holding one of your hands resting on his bare chest.

"fuck baby you're still tight after last night huh?" hajime grumbles lowly, letting you adjust.

your walls flutter around his throbbing cock, your eyes squeezing shut at the stimulation and thoughts of hajime holding you close last night, fucking you as if there were no tomorrow.

"y-yes," you whimper, biting your lip as your boyfriend slightly moves to adjust. "h-hajime.. please...."

"use your words pretty girl," hajime croons, gazing at you in his shirt that completely drowns you. "i wanna hear you loud and clear~"

"please. please fuck me hajime."

"hmmm... what was that?"

you whine at your boyfriend's teasing demeanor. he's not one to tease but now that he is you find yourself whining and wanting to beg more and more.

"fuck me with your cock daddy, please."

you're taken aback when hajime thrusts up into you, his cock already hitting your sweet spot. and while you thought you could prepare for the next thrust, you realized hajime was not stopping. his feet were planted on the bed as he fucked up into you and you took your hands off of his chest, arching your back and leaning back to put your hands on his thighs.

“so pretty, creaming on my cock so early in the morning, princess,” hajime nearly growls, suddenly stopping his pistoning hips.

you cry out, your walls clenching around your boyfriend’s half-sheathed cock hungrily. hajime sits up, leaning back against the headboard, pushing you down onto his cock during the process. your mewls and whimpers make him moan, leaning forward to kiss you. your lips move against his feverishly, hands moving to cup his face.

you’re so entranced in the kiss that you don’t sense hajime’s calloused hands reaching up your shirt to run his thumbs over your hardened nipples. you mewl loudly, one of your hands coming up to cover your mouth. hajime chuckles lowly, making you clench around him again. he tuts a bit, lifting the big tshirt over your head.

“there’s no use in staying quiet now pretty girl,” hajime tells you quietly, taking a moment to suck on your left nipple while lightly pinching the right. you mewl again, prompting hajime to hum against your breast. he lifts his head up, left hand going from your hip to play with your clit. “the whole neighborhood can hear you now, you don’t have to hide your lewd noises~”

with his hands roaming all over you, one focused on your clit and the other on your nipple, you throw your head back and bite back a moan.

“h-hajime-“ he stops all movement, reaching up to grab your chin to make you look him in the eye.

“address me correctly pretty girl,” he lowly grumbles, his left hand gripping your hip again.

“... daddy... please, please.. i want your fat cock, please. t‘so big daddy.”

you sigh, hands going to grip his shoulders as he lets a low, guttural groan leave his mouth.

“you’re asking me so nicely princess, i’ll have to breed you nicely hm??”

with both hands on your hips, hajime bounces you on his cock, watching your tits bounce with your movements. your mouth is wide open, wanton moans echoing against the walls.

“fuck, fuck, daddy cum inside, cum inside-!” you moan, moving yourself to meet hajime’s cock.

he quickly stops you again, fucking up into you quickly while wrapping his arms around you. you reach for his back, scratching and gripping while moaning loudly.

you feel your orgasm approaching, your whines and pants growing louder than the sound of skin slapping. hajime follows suit, his moans echoing off the walls as he holds you close and fucks up into you harder. the knot in your stomach grows, the veins on your boyfriend’s fat cock running along your walls with each thrust and making you moan his name like a mantra.

“m’so close daddy, please. h-hajime cum inside, cum inside!! i want your babies, please-!”

“gonna cum on my fat cock princess?? cum with me.”

“yes!! fuck, daddy, i’m cu-cumming!!”

with hajime nipping on your neck and thrusting sloppily up into your sopping heat at a quick pace, you cry out lewdly while cumming on his cock, burying your face in his neck while fisting the hair on the back of his head. he thrusts once more, moaning into your shoulder and stilling once he feels ropes of his hot cum spurting onto your walls.

“fuck... you hold my cum so well pretty girl,” hajime pants into your ear, his breath shaking.

silence rings in the air with exhausted pants coming from you and hajime, the two of you still. hajime’s cock softens, making you hum and nuzzle his neck.

“shit.. i’m late for practice,” hajime groans, peppering kisses from your shoulder up to your jaw.

“mm.... stay home today?” you muse, molding yourself to him. “so warm.”

hajime chuckles, rubbing your back and kissing your head.

“i can’t, beautiful, i have to go because the game’s tomorrow,” he tells you.

with a whine, you sit up, looking at your boyfriend with puppy eyes.

“but daddy~” you coo, shimmying your hips against his. hajime groans, shaking his head and kissing you.

“later baby, i promise. i’ll fill you up even more hm?”

“y-yes daddy.” you slightly clench despite feeling overstimulated and your boyfriend takes note of this.

“we were just getting started last night baby. i wanna make sure i breed you well enough to have our babies yeah?”

and in this moment, you nod, gazing at your boyfriend dreamily at the thought of starting a family with him. you relax around him, stomach feeling warm. with a kiss to your temple, hajime hums, hands gently caressing your skin as he whispers sweet words to you.

#I AM SO SORRY FOR THE BAD ENDING.#i will hopefully improve :’)#also u will see breeding more on this blog too.. whoops #aoba johsai #seijoh #iwaizumi #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi hajime #aoba johsai smut #haikyuu #haikyuu smut #seijoh smut

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enduracarrotchips · 3 years

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YouTuber AU

Hello welcome to Dating Scandal but with Twitter Involved (nightmare)

A little exposition here:

Link, Zelda, Sidon, Revali, and Riju are the most popular group of youtubers on the internet and have a huge fanbase that likes to theorize, draw fanart, and write fanfiction about them. Disclaimer, I don’t actually interact with real-person fandoms myself lol there’s just too much potential for drama and misunderstandings & they’re always bound to end in a dumpster fire but that is sort of what this au is about so.

Impa, Mipha, Daruk, and Urbosa are family friends that appear in a lot of their videos/streams.

(This is an art blog I swear)

enter vidcon 20XX

Link:

blows stuff up/sets stuff on fire with a side of cooking vids and gaming

most are filmed outside, he does those challenges where you try to cook stuff with limited ingredients/materials

has the largest fanbase of all of them, but not the most…intimidating.

does a lot of collab videos, mostly with Impa, Daruk, and Riju because they have similar interests/channels, but Zelda appears in his videos and is seen filming and the stans read too far into it

simps. i’m pointing at you.

Most popular videos are “shield surfing on rock!—how I broke my leg” “can Daruk eat Impa’s motorcycle?” and “how to inhale ranch dressing.”

Twitter handle is @ arsonistslullabye because he’s a hozier fan

45m subs

Zelda:

theories, analyses, conspiracies, and the occasional e x p e r i m e n t

she once got link to eat a frog for 50 bucks.

most people argue that she’s better than more popular YouTubers because she actually has quality content to give to the world and she has a lot of defensive supporters

She used to get a lot of hate before Urbosa spoke up about it and scared the bejeezus out of everyone

has an actual posting schedule

“Happy Sunday everyone, it’s Zelda Hyrule and today we will be talking about cryptozoology and why blupees exist, you cowards.”

Twitter handle is @ zeldaofhyrule and she is pan. just so you know. One of those calm extroverts that mystify me to this day.

18m subs

Sidon:

fashion/life hacks. Like gourmet troom troom but if they were real people.

Has the 2nd largest fanbase

most of them are girls

Sidon has a boyfriend though, which he told everyone at VidCon a few years ago

cue the drama and shipping and the entire fandom trying to figure out who the boyfriend is. A well known reddit thread emerged that presented the common guesses being Link, Sidon, and Zelda.

“But it can’t be Zelda, Sidon’s gay.”

“I’m not in the fandom but I thought Zelda was a boy??”

“Did you just say Sidon? Is that a typo? Are you saying that Sidon’s dating himself?”

Sidon x Sidon became a fandom joke.

Don’t look at me I’m just setting up all the worldbuilding. every fandom has their weird dark sides and Sidon x Sidon is the Linkcest of the Sidon YT fandom.

Mystery BF is actually Bazz, a pretty inconspicuous guy who appeared in a few of his videos. This was confirmed a year ago, but everyone still ships him with other YouTubers because they’re convinced he was lying to throw them off his scent. He really can’t catch a break and this is why you should not ship real people.

Twitter handle is @ officialprincesidon

says “beguiling” a lot

21m subs ᕙ( ͡❛ ▿ ͡❛)ᕗ

Mipha:

Sidon’s sister, hasn’t posted a single video but just has the channel for show because she appears in so many of Sidon’s videos as a model for his makeup tutorials and whatnot

has 328k for that. Everyone loves her, she’s great. @ mimipha

Revali:

Link’s sworn rival

Link thinks they’re friends

He kept popping up in link’s Twitter threads and making snarky comments until zelda called him out for not even following link (so why was he stalking his acc) which kept the Twitter drama to a minimum

Revali was the catalyst of a few popular memes and that’s where most of his subs come from.

drags link into a few challenges that always get a ton of views because of how competitive they get

“ITS JUST ASININE” is a running joke that everyone tries to get him to say. His @ is itsjustasinine as well

Urbosa is the only person who can win an argument with him

5m subs and growing rapidly. newer to youtube than everyone else.

Impa:

Doesn’t have a channel she’s just a mutual friend of Mipha, Zelda, and Link

Rides a motorcycle, so she is used in a few of Link’s videos.

@ ihaveamotorcycle because she thinks having a motorcycle is a personality trait. the most unruly on Twitter when it comes to replying to fan’s stuff, leaking upcoming videos and generally causing chaos.

Mipha’s girlfriend. That’s how she met Zelda and Link.

Urbosa:

Is actually a model, but she has a ton of YouTuber friends because she’s known Zelda since birth.

when she entered the youtube community she didn’t realize she would be adopting like 15 children

5m subs. her videos are professional & related to her modelling career. @ urbosasfury

I feel like she would do unboxing vids. I’m not sure what she’s unboxing.

Daruk

Just a friend of Link’s, fun guy. yells a lot. once ate a rock and had no reaction.

people are scared of him for that reason

Riju:

yoga & gymnastics & “ha look at how flexible I am its eAsY” videos

you know the type

she also does reactions and is sponsored by save the sand seals charities which she is very enthusiastic about. She’s also Urbosa’s niece and the only minor in the gang (15). I like to think that the champions YT community is actually not creepy so everyone respects her a ton

doesn’t post frequently, she mostly appears in Link’s videos to jump out of airplanes or whatever. And sometimes Zelda’s if she’s interested in the topic. 500k subs, but she’s always really popular when she appears in Link’s videos.

VidCon:

In the months leading up to VidCon, some fans on the internet made a few discoveries: first of all, that the inside of Link’s house is painted green. This is a big deal because all of his videos are filmed outside either in his backyard or on trips that he and the brosquad go on to do…whatever bros do. explosions. idk. The point is he had some announcement about VidCon and filmed it inside. Only the wall and a potted plant were shown.

However, the colour was similar to the the shade of Zelda’s living room. Fans dug through years and years of old videos and found a clip of Zelda walking through a hallway, where there was an open door and a glimpse of a houseplant.

There were 2 types of responses to the theory:

“They could just be roommates guys calm down”

“and they were ROOMMATES?”

others pointed out that Link could just not have a house and had to crash in Zelda’s

Some guy on reddit claimed he had a botany degree and declared that the houseplants in the clips were not of the same genus. Normal people pointed out that the plant would have grown 4 years between the clips and would look considerably different.

#Zelink trended on twitter for a while and people posted other old clips from both of their channels and the frog video blew up again

Impa retweeted a post tagged as #zelink with “rofl” and later publicly apologized for causing confusion.

Fans noticed that in the “can a motorcycle drive over my arm” (it was clickbait he’s fine) episode 2 years ago, Link was eating out of a paper lunch bag with his name written on it in handwriting that a few people claimed to look like Zelda’s, leading people to believe that she had packed him a lunch.

However, this theory was shot down with the counterargument that Zelda can’t cook. although. i mean how much skill do you need to make a sandwich.

No one knows what tumblr is doing at this time

Zelda wore a scarf in her “Save the Sand Seals” video that matched identically to the scarf Link wore when he travelled to Hebra to film a shield surfing video, but it’s been debated wether it’s actually the same scarf or not.

Neither Zelda nor Link has spoken up about the theories, and besides Impa’s one slip on twitter, neither has any of their friends. Zelda received a lot of backlash for the assumption that she was dating Link because he has a lot of delusional fans that didn’t want her to “steal their man” or whatever the hell that type of fan would get mad about

Oh yea and bolson & karson run a zelink fanpage on twitter sorry I forgot about that

after that whole mess, everyone was even more anticipant of VidCon in the hopes that some of their questions would be answered.

The whole batch went to VidCon this year: Link, Impa, Daruk, and Riju are a gang while Sidon and Mipha go together and Zelda & Revali each go separately. Urbosa is there for supervision moral support

Zelda has always been much better at dodging questions that she doesn’t want to answer than anyone else, so her Q&A went without a hitch. When asked to confirm the rumours she said “which one?” and then moved on to the next question (without actually confirming any rumours).

Link is generally a more awkward person but eventually said that he had filmed the video in Zelda’s house because it was nicer and didn’t realize it would cause such an uproar. Fans were disappointed, but Bolson claimed he saw Link and Zelda exiting the hotel elevator on the same floor after Link’s Q&A session. No one believed him.

Fans went back to theorizing over who Link, Zelda, and Sidon were all dating, because apparently they can’t just be dating unknown people and have to be with other YouTubers

Sidon and Bazz got engaged about a week after VidCon, making at least 4 preteen girls cry

actually try 4 million

Sidon x Sidon made a brief comeback but Sidon spoke up about his fandom for the first time ever on twitter and told everyone that no, he was not dating himself. eventually, everyone settled down and accepted that none of them were in a relationship save for a few loud fans.

Link and Zelda still got the occasional “when will you tell us who you’re dating?” comment but most of them were joking and the people who still hardcore shipped them were generally frowned upon. Zelda’s popularity went up after VidCon and she regained the 200k subscribers she’d lost after the first theory dropped.

Two months after VidCon, Link posted a video titled “Zelda and I’s House Tour!” and gave around 45 million people a heart attack

as revealed in the video, they had actually been dating since they were 16 and everyone’s just a fool.

the potted plant is named Hestu.

#listen. listen. youtuber au #idc if u came here to see genderless art this is what I am posting today #genderless art in the future though #anyways I'm so sorry #sidon x sidon trends for a few days and I feel bad for the ppl who have to handwrite the trending descriptions on twitter #like what would it be #reddit user @ steponmeurbosa makes a spelling error and sparks shipping between beauty guru sidon and himself #if someone tries to start discourse about YouTube fandoms on my post I am blocking you #headcanons #opinions #youtuber au #botw #zelink #breath of the wild #legend of zelda #thank god I got this out of my notes app

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saidrolav · 3 years

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We know.

Sam Wilson x gn!reader

(bit of Steve Rogers x gn!reader (platonic))

Summary: You're in a secret relationship with Sam and things go out of control when Bucky and Steve find out about it.

Warnings: none! purely fluff! :))

A/n: Hiii everyone! I'm participating at the writing challenge of @sweeterthanthis with my babe Sam, been dying to write for him lately!! Congratulations on your 6K followers!!! Hope you enjoy! #quotemeonit6kchallenge

Prompts: “They don’t know that we know they know we know.” - Friends

not my gif!

Bucky threw his bag across his appartment that he shared with Steve and made this one jump when he heard the door slam. The blonde frowned and looked at Bucky with concern but before he could say something the brunette spoke first.

"You'll never guess who i saw at the coffee shop." A wide smile took place on Bucky's face which made Steve smile too.

"I don't know, who-" "I SAW Y/N !" Steve frowned with confusion but Bucky once again said something before he could answer. "That's the thing! They told us they were going to the library." "Hum, yeah, but they could've stopped by the coffee shop you know.."

Bucky jumped next to Steve on the couch where he was sitting and his smile was growing wider and wider as much as Stevie was talking. "They weren't alone !" "What ?" "They were with Sam !" Steve's eyes widened before smiling too, realization starting to hit him and Buck only got more excited at the reaction of his friend.

"You think they're dating ?" "Definitly." The brunette looked absolutely confident about what he was saying. "They saw you ?" "No." "How do you know ?" "I know when i'm being watched-Okay anyway, it's the perfect time for pranks !" Buck always liked to make fun of Sam and if Steve could be a part of a prank, he will.

Steve got up from the couch and started walking, with his head in his hands, searching ideas of pranks to do on you and Sam. Pranks sounded appealing, he didn't thought of a second choice, why would he ? Suddenly something popped in his head and he turned around to face Buck with a huge grin plastered on his features.

"So, they don't know that we know ?"

You and Sam weren't dating for so long, maybe 2 or 3 months but it was love at first sight. When Steve had introduced the two of you Sam was speechless by your beauty and it was the first time he didn't know what to say to a charming person to make them blush. Steve and Bucky didn't noticed the chemistry between the two of you but both, you and Sam knew there was something going on inside your stomachs when you were close, and it was intoxicating.

When you were around each other your whole skin felt like burning and your mouth was going dry. Him, he was lost in his thoughts while looking at you and was somehow shy to say dumb things, he didn't wanted to look like an idiot in front of you. His heart was shattering everytime you would laugh and even more if he was the reason of your laugh, he felt like you weren't thinking he was stupid and, it was a relief for him.

So, as soon as the two of you started dating the first thing you started to do was hiding your relationship to everyone. You didn't want anyone to interfere with your relation because it was just, too perfect. You were scared that any little thing would break everything and it was way too soon to tell everyone that the both of you were dating.

The lies started soon towards your two bestfriends Bucky and Steve, and today was like any other day. You said to them that you were going to the library only to met Sam at the coffeeshop and as always he would take your breath away. Even if you were dating for 2 months he was always stunning to you, he greeted you with a hug and a huge smile which you fastly returned.

Your date was going abdolutely perfect like you had imagined. You and Sam talked about everything and he was really funny, as always, he was making you laugh like no-one ever did. It was amazing. After a good thirty minutes and a cup of coffee you frowned a bit when you saw Steve's number appearing on your phone. You apologized to Sam quickly before answering, taking a last sip of your cup.

"Hey y/n! Are you busy right now ?" You frowned even more and gave a quick glance at Sam before answering quickly.

"No, no i'm not, why ?" You waited slowly for the blonde answer while biting your lip, afraid something happened to him.

"Oh cool! Huh," you heard him clear his throat trough the phone, "I was thinking maybe we could go on a date somewhere.. Just the two of us." Your eyes widened suddenly and Sam choked on his coffee. Wow. You clearly weren't expecting that, like, at all, especially in front of Sam. Steve was asking you on a date ? He was like a brother to you, like Bucky, and all of this seemed so weird to you.

"Hum.. Steve i like you a lot but, not in that way, you know.." Your eyes were scanning Sam's face for help but he clearly was under the shock himself and you could see a bit of jealousy in his features.

"Oh! Huh, that's okay, see ya!" Before you could say something else he had already hang up, leaving you alone with Sam and the silence between the two of you. After a couple of minutes in a huge akward silence, Sam talked.

"They know." You furrowed your eyebrows and tilted your head on the side, waiting for him to explain what he meant. "I mean, they know about us! And they're messing with us. Bucky or Steve must have seen us together. Steve wouldn't do that to you, i mean, i hope." A bright smile took place on his lips and soon on yours too, it all made sense.

"So, now that they know we can tell them about us!" You took his hands with excitation but he cocked an eyebrow at you while a mischievous smirk replaced the smile on his lips. "But, they don't know that we know that they know." You frowned even more and at this point your head started to hurt of too much thinking but after you had figured it out, it was your turn to cock an eyebrow at Sam.

"What do you offer ?"

"The messers become the messees !"

On the other side of town, Bucky and Steve were way too happy about their joke that they had ordered pizzas to their victory.

Little did they know that on your side, you and Sam were preparing your revenge. Soon, the laughs of the super soldiers were cut by a phone that was ringing and Steve realized it was his. He took it in his hand and cocked an eyebrow, showing the screen to Bucky and he read quickly your name on it.

Steve answered to your call while frowning. "Y/N is everything okay ?" He took a slice of pizza and shoved it in his mouth fastly.

"Yeah Steve! I kinda changed my mind, i'm fine with going on a date with you!" Steve's eyes widened and he opened his mouth but no sound came out and he went back to reality when Bucky slapped his arm. "O-Oh really ?" "Yeah! I'll pick you up at the appartment in ten minutes be ready!"

Bucky eyes widened and got up from the couch suddenly making movements to tell Steve to stay at the appartment so he could hear how the fake date would go. "Yeah huh, actually, don't pick me up, let's just stay at my place!" He cringed at himself for saying this to you because he clearly had only platonic feelings around you. "Fine! See ya later!" He said a quick goodbye and got up from the couch too looking at Bucky with horror.

"I can't believe Y/N would do that to Sam!" Bucky frowned and Steve too, realization hitting them. "Okay, they know. They're pranking us too. They're not backing down! What do we do ? You're gonna have a date! But... They don’t know that we know they know we know." Bucky cringed too and run his fingers trough his hair while searching for an option. "I don't have time Buck they're coming here in like, 10 minutes!" "Okay i'll be in the bathroom, get ready, if it's getting out of control come to see me." Steve nodded quickly, hating the idea of having to fake a date with you when he clearly didn't want too. In what did he had gotten into ?

You couldn't believe what you were doing, you were on your way to have a date with your bestfriend and your boyfriend was going to listen to the two of you at the door. In what world were you living in ? You were stressed as ever and squeezing Sam's hand harder than you ever did. He was whispering you calming words while playing with your hair all the way to the super soldiers's appartment. When you got here he gave you a quick kiss that gave you butterflies and made your cheeks turn a deep shade of red.

"Hey, i'll be there okay, you're gonna do great, show these grandpas who is the boss." He chuckled and you joined in before knocking to the door, Sam hiding in the staircase quickly after you did so.

The door opened and you were met by the tall blonde you always knew and the weirdness was soon here. You wondered for a brief moment where Bucky was but the silence was soon your main priority. Steve took your coat in full silence and you couldn't imagine how much Sam was going to make fun of you after this fake date. Long minutes passed by and you only made small talk with Steve you guys ate pizzas in silence and everything that was going on was way too weird. How you ended up in this situation ? You had to do something, the silence filling the room was too much, it was overwhelming!

You took a deep breathe and putted down your drink and looked Steve in the eyes. "Steve, the silence is too much. I know you know i date Sam. I don't know how but i know you do so please. Can we just stop that and have a real conversation ? The date, the pranks and all it's all just too strange to me." You chuckled and he let out a loud sigh of satisfaction while a smile took place on his features.

"Oh my god! Thank you, it was Bucky's idea and it felt terrible doing that to you." He rubbed your back while giving you a gentle smirk.

"It felt terrible for me too, i mean for Sam, i've never felt so much love for someone and i was scared of everything that could've happened if i told you and Bucky and... i love him. I couldn't ever do that to him, he's my whole world." You returned his smile and you heard a door opening. You turned your gaze towards the sound and saw Sam standing in the entrance with the biggest grin on his face that you ever seen, you thought on the moment he could cry. He ran towards you and squeezed you harder than ever while you laughed like crazy, Steve joining your laugh fastly.

"I love you so much too! You don't know how good it feels to hear it from the person i love the most in the world and that is even here in my dreams." He winked at you before the two of you laughed. "I mean: I love you cutie." He took your chin between his thumb and index and kissed you like his life depended on it. You slowly closed your eyes and so did he. Butterflies errupted in both of your stomach and your lungs were out of air, you were reciprocally taking both of your breaths away. He putted his arms around your hips and you putted yours on his neck. You could feel him grin in the kiss and you guys kept kissing even when you heard another door opening.

"STEVE YOU MESSED UP OUR WHOLE PRANK !"

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The Number One Rule. Chapter 26.

Summary: Y/N has always been seen as “Steve’s rambunctious sister.” However, she grew up, graduated, and moved to London to study abroad for 4 years and get her bachelor's degree. The girl that returns looks nothing like the teenager that left, but don’t worry the attitude is still there and stronger than ever. What’s to come of the two grown adults that used to push each other's buttons, but now have a lot more in common than they’ve ever realized.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N Rogers (Steve’s little sister)

Word Count: 3800+

A/N: Ladies and Gentlemen. This is the last chapter. I know I say it almost every time, but I truly think this is one of my personal favorite top stories. At LEAST in the top 3. Now it is time for me to go through and read it all the way through and revise where I can. I’m so glad you all loved it as much as me and I am happy to say, I am already working on a new series!! And yes, it is a Bucky x Reader. I just can’t seem to stray from them lately. His character is stuck on my brain and I’m not mad. Anyway, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you once again for all your love and support with this one! I loved each and every single comment and thought thrown my way:) Also, BONUS, I will probably write a one-shot explaining the Bumble Bee nickname, since I was never able to work it into this... If not that, maybe a prologue... I don’t know we shall see;) With that being said, enjoy this ending and let me know how your heart feels after!!

Chapter Twenty-Six:

A whole year had passed. Today marked the 1 year of Y/N and Bucky finally coming together after all this time of being friends and making it official as two people who loved each other deeply.

To give you a quick update in the time passed…

Steve and Peggy went on a first date after she came back for a second time and made her move to New York permanent. He had been sweating buckets while getting ready and Y/N and Bucky coached him from the couch as he came in and out of his room trying on multiple outfits for the night.

Y/N had suggested taking her to some different places around Manhattan, kind of like the scavengers hunt Bucky did for their first date. But instead of knowing the different places, Peggy really hadn’t known the city at all, so it was more so a tour guide kind of date.

It was a simple and solid plan. However, Steve wasn’t used to the confidence that Peggy tended to give off. Did he admire it and love it? Yes, no doubt. Did it scare him at times, or more so intimidate him? Yes, again.

So after some light teasing from his little sister, she gave him some tips to impress her best friend, as well as, reassured him she was a sweet girl on the inside. Just someone who has lived in a man's world a little too long and has to put up a front of intimidation. Once you get past that, you have a loyal and kind person to bond with.

Needless to say, the date went off without a hitch and the two were now celebrating two strong months of dating.

Becca had finished up college and was already secured in a job as a child psychologist at a new hospital in upstate New York. She was a little further away now, but that didn’t stop her from coming and visiting. It just so happened that her new boyfriend lived down the hall from Y/N. If you know, you know.

His name was Thor and after some light flirting every other time she came to visit Y/N, she asked him on a date which he accepted. They were on the route of 3 months of dating now. He had joined the friend group to an extent and got along great with the whole crew.

Wanda and Vis’s boys were growing up faster than light itself and would be about 6 months soon. After Bucky and Y/N’s last time babysitting, they were recruited a few more times since they did so great with them. They may have been thrown for a whirlwind the first time around, but they were a lot easier the next few date nights.

Nat and Clint had gotten married last month. They were coming back from their belated honeymoon now in Budapest. The wedding was beautiful and everyone being together all at once again, was a joy and it showed just how much the group of friends was growing. Each of them hitting a new and different stage in life.

Back to the present...

Bucky had planned a one year anniversary date for him and Y/N. One that was bound to be unforgettable.

Y/N asked if they could keep it simple with just a picnic in the park since it was going to be cold soon in New York, and she wanted to soak up the last bit of summer that was left.

“Ok, you have everything set for the night?” Steve asked as Bucky buttoned the cuff to his button up.

“I hope so. I go to pick up Y/N in 10 minutes,” Bucky sighed in nervousness.

“Hey, don’t worry about it man. You know it’ll all work out how it’s supposed to,” Steve chuckled, coming over and patting his friends shoulder in reassurance. “Plus, you had Peggy and I help you plan this out. No way it could go wrong with our expertise.”

“You say that, but watch me slip up somewhere,” Bucky mumbled, straightening his clothes.

“You’re putting nerves where they aren’t needed. Stop thinking worst case scenario,” Steve groaned, walking out the bedroom door with Bucky behind. “What would Y/N say about that?”

“That it’s premature and won’t do me any good to think negatively,” he muttered, knowing the exact words to come from the optimist.

“Exactly. So stop stressing and go with the flow of things. Nothing good is going to come out of you waiting for the worst thing to happen tonight,” Steve shook his head.

“It’s supposed to be a night to remember. Not a night to dread,” Peggy interrupted as she came to Steve’s side with a little note in hand she saw on the counter in a spot it may have been easily lost. “Here, you may want this though if you do want it to go well.”

“Right, thanks,” Bucky nodded quickly, taking the item.

“You guys will meet us there right? Everyone else ready too?” Bucky asked.

“Everyone else is ready. You’ll be fine Buck,” Steve laughed again. “You sound like me the night I took this gal out.”

“Is that so?” Peggy smirked, leaning more into Steve’s side as he wrapped an arm around her.

“Yeah, he’s a little worse than I was, but he’s doing something a little bigger than a simple date,” Steve winked to Bucky. The brunette sent him an eyeroll.

Peggy looked down at her watch and gasped. “You need to get going, Bucky. She’ll be expecting you any minute,” Peggy moved to push him out the door with a bouquet of flowers in her hand to give him.

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Bucky had made it to Y/N’s apartment in perfect timing, but found himself faltering at the door. His whole body was made up of nerves at that moment. He couldn’t seem to shake them no matter what he told himself.

Lucky for him, all it took was Y/N opening the door and sending him that sweet smile accented with one of her simple little dresses, that made those nerves dissipate.

“You look great,” he said with a lovestruck school boy and sappy smile.

“Thanks B,” she blushed, scrunching her shoulders in a bashful way. “Here, come in for a second before we leave,” she motioned him in as he followed. “I need to put on a pair of earrings and I’ll be set.” She stood on her toes giving him a gentle kiss to the lips.

Before she could walk off, he put the flowers between them and smiled.

“For you as always,” he winked.

“And everytime, it makes me happier and happier,” she winked back, giving him a bonus kiss. “I actually bought a new vase since I’m lucky enough to get gifted with them everytime we go on a date. Want to put those in it?” she asked as she started walking to her bathroom.

“Hard not to give a pretty girl flowers every chance you get,” he noted, going into the kitchen where the new vase sat. “That plus, I know you like the greenery.”

“It makes me very happy,” she smiled, coming back in with her hands working to put the last pair of earrings on. “Ok, I’m all ready handsome. Shall we?”

“I would love nothing more,” he smiled back offering his arm.

“I like this little routine we have,” she giggled as they walked to the door.

“I can agree,” he nodded, pressing his lips to her temple before they left the building.

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They started off with a quick stop to Winnie’s shop, as Bucky said he had a gift there for them to pick up.

Winnie was all dressed up and Bucky’s dad and Becca were also there.

“Well, you guys look all spiffy,” Y/N noted, walking in the doors where the group was patiently waiting for the couple. Becca and Winnie in dresses and Bucky’s dad, George, in a nice button up like his son. “You're not by chance celebrating an anniversary like us, are you?” Y/N teased still locked into Bucky’s arm.

“We can celebrate yours a little with you too, can’t we?” Winnie asked, going in for a hug.

“The more the merrier,” Y/N replied cheerfully.

“No, no. We wouldn’t intrude on your anniversary date,” Becca nodded off. “However, we did want to give you guys a gift before we go off to dinner. We’re meeting Thor to eat soon.”

“Oh, I see. Boyfriend’s meeting the parents?”

“We’ve already met him and we enjoy him,” Winnie waved off. “Plus, we have Bucky and yours sign of approval, so that goes a long way too.”

“These are the facts,” Bucky agreed. “Uh, Mom, we do have to go to the next stop I have planned though, so…” Bucky said with a raise of his eyebrow in a hinting manner.

“Right, right! I won’t keep you long I promise!” Winnie rushed to the counter where a book and a picnic basket was sitting. “Ok, here you go, but don’t open that book until after dinner,” she warned Y/N as she handed it off to Bucky for safe keeping. “It has another little gift in it I don’t want to spoil.”

“In that case, I’ll let Bucky hold onto it then. You know I can’t help opening a book if it’s sitting right in front of me,” Y/N chuckled. The rest of the crew laughed with her.

“Ok, Ma, Dad, Sis,” Bucky waved off redirecting the two to the door. “We’ll see you guys later.”

“Yeah, later!” Becca said with an odd tone. One that showed she knew something, but Y/N didn’t know what.

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They made it to the park where Bucky had the whole nine-yards of a pinterest perfect picnic planned. His mom had packed a light meal, while the rest of the basket held a blanket, wine glasses, and other little decorations to make the set up special.

“Look at you being oh so the romantic,” Y/N noted once they had set everything out. “This is impressive.”

“I would say I did it all, but Becca helped with the decorations aspect of it,” Bucky chuckled as he set up some of the food.

The two sat and ate for a little, watching the motions of the park play in front of them as they talked about their day and any other thoughts that came to mind. They were facing straight west, so the sun would be setting right in front of them when the time came. And it was coming soon as they finished up their meal.

“Ok, present time,” Y/N noted, turning to her purse and pulling out something from it. The gift was wrapped in a little brown wrapping paper with a twine string around it. “Open mine first because I can’t wait to see your reaction.”

Bucky chuckled at her childlike excitement and took the present as he sat up from where he was laying on his side. Carefully not to disrupt her precise wrapping, he undid the bow and peeled away the brown wrap around the box. Taking off the lid, inside sat two little slips of paper that looked like tickets.

He quirked an eyebrow confused at what they could be, and when he turned them over and looked closer, he saw they were plane tickets.

“Two tickets to… Rome?” Bucky gasped. “Y/N-”

“I wanted to show you everything I got to experience. Italy, Verona, Venice, and all,” she smiled softly, leaning closer to him. Her eyes never broke away from his face.

“Y/N, this is…” He smiled down at the paper before bringing his eyes up slowly to meet hers. “I would love nothing more than to experience that all through your eyes.”

Y/N blushed hard and the two leaned forward in sync to kiss.

“I’m glad you like it. But I want you to see it in your own way, I’m just happy to be your tour guide,” she smiled harder. Their noses were practically still touching.

“Either way, it’ll be an experience I’ll be counting down for,” he said, leaning in for one more kiss.

When he pulled back he noticed the sun was settling down with the perfect glow. It was now or never…

“Ok, I guess it’s my turn for the gifts,” he said, taking in a deep breath. “It’s actually in the book.” He turned around grabbing the book his mother had handed off to him earlier, and carefully opened the cover. “This one’s long overdue, but it’s one that I’m starting to realize may have been meant for this specific time in our lives anyway.”

Handing over an old letter, she noticed it had changed colors from small stains and wear of when it was originally written. She was confused some by the details of the packaging, but when she saw it was addressed to her on the front, she picked up on what it was.

The address and her name was that of her childhood home, but what gave away it’s age, was the return address of where Bucky was stationed all those years back when he was in the army.

“Buck,” she said softly.

“I wrote it way back when. Shortly after I realized that you were someone I…” He paused trying to find his wording. “Well, when I realized you were the kind of person I would want to spend the rest of my life with.”

Y/N looked up from the letter she was holding ever so delicately in her hand. Scared she would damage the antique writing.

“You don’t have to read it now, but to sum it up, I never sent it because I knew, at least I thought I knew,” he chuckled under his breath looking down at it. “I could never deserve someone like you. You were always so kind and wise when I was going through my mess of life overseas. You had things of your own that you were working through, and yet you put it aside for me when I felt like I was alone and drowning in a foreign home.”

He closed his eyes, picturing all the times he wanted to give up. When he wanted to call it quits after the things he saw, the things he did. It killed him on the inside. Mentally, emotionally, he didn’t hold strong like he thought he would be able to.

“The only thing that kept me sane over there and gave me hope, was receiving letters from you. I know I teased you to begin with, but as time went on, your words, your advice, and your love that you somehow were able to ship overseas to me with just ink on a paper, kept me alive. Kept me from giving up.”

He looked up finally and saw tears in Y/N’s eyes. The look on her face was heartbreaking yet so loving all at once. It showed how she hated hearing just how lost Bucky was, but also showed just how grateful he was there. He was there now and it was partially because of their letters to each other. More than she could ever imagine though.

She believed she may have played a role, but it was Bucky himself that held strong. He was the one who pushed through in those hardships and made the effort to keep going on. Not her. But to him, she was the angel on his shoulder keeping him from sinking in times where the waves were just too strong to push back on.

“I wrote out all my feeling and thoughts in that letter. I think it’s like five pages,” he said in a single laugh. “But I never sent it.”

“Why?” was all she breathed out and he moved his hand to wipe the stray tear off her cheek. His hand staying there and running over the bone it had landed on. She leaned into the touch like it would be her last time feeling it.

“I didn’t deserve you. Hell, I’m still not sure I do, but I’m going to make damn sure that I spend every waking hour of my life, every minute, doing my best to get there.”

There was a pause as she took his hand and moved closer to him, their foreheads pressed to the other.

“Bucky you deserve everything and more in this world,” she said softly. “Don’t ever think you should have anything less than that.”

“I know, doll. And it’s because of you I realize I can strive for it all,” he sighed, breathing in her presence.

They stayed like that for a while. Taking in the moment. Taking in the air. Taking in the wholesome and doting atmosphere.

It wasn’t until the lights started to get low, Bucky realized he would run out of time for his next gift soon.

“Y/N, I have one more thing to give you,” Bucky sighed, nervously pulling back and grabbing the book again. “Now, I know this is a cheesy way to do this, but I couldn’t think of a better way,” he chuckled lightly.

He grabbed her hand and helped her stand. The sun now on the horizon giving the perfect golden shine to everything around them.

When she stood with him, he brought the book in between them.

“Ok, open it carefully to page 214,” he nodded, handing her the book.

She sent him a confused look, but followed the directions anyway. Like asked, she gently flipped the books from the beginning before she reached said number. Just as she pulled back page 213, right in the middle of the book, the pages stopped lifting and inside was a little cut out square that held a small ring. One with a beautiful white shining stone in the middle, encrusted by a gold intricate design.

“Oh, my-” she didn’t even finish the sentence as she looked down a the ring. Her grip on the book tightening as her other hand came up to cover her mouth.

Bucky let out a small nervous chuckle at the reaction before slowly taking out the ring and bending to one knee. The book still in her hand, she gasped again watching Bucky move down.

“Y/N Josephine Rogers,” he started with the brightest smile on his face. “I would be nothing but forever grateful if you allowed a guy like me, to have you as my wife.”

She didn’t answer right away as she was clearly in awe and still processing the last 20 seconds of what just happened. The only thing breaking her out of her shock, was the sound of Bucky laughing again.

“Is that a yes, or am I indeed just making a fool of myself?” he said with a scrunch of his nose.

“No! Oh, my God, yes! Yes, yes, yes! A thousand times yes Bucky!” she jumped up and down before wrapping her arms around his neck and tackling him to the ground.

He let out an, ‘oof’ sound as he caught them from the fall and held tightly to the ring not to lose it. He was now on his back and she was laying on top of him giggling and squeezing him in excitement.

“Ok, good. I was worried I might have read the signals you were giving me wrong,” he joked.

“You’re a dork,” she laughed, pulling and looking at him lovingly before going in for the kiss of all kisses.

They were quickly pulled away from it when cheers and whistles started going off around them.

Y/N looked up from where they were laying on top of the other and noticed herds of people they knew coming out from random parts of the park smiling and whooping in elation.

“Is that-?” she started, once again taken aback.

“Everyone? Yeah. They were kinda in on it,” Bucky chuckled. “Hey, did you get that last part?” he shouted toward Nat who was coming around a tree with Clint and a professional camera in hand.

“Oh, it was the best picture of them all I’m pretty sure,” she smirked.

“You little stinker,” Y/N scoffed, pushing off of him to sit up more. “How in the world did you pull this all together?”

Wanda, Vis, and the twins were there. Steve had his arm around Peggy with Sam next to them and Sarah next to Steve. Winnie, George, Becca, and Thor were all there too smiling and laughing. Everyone was there. The whole crew was apart of the moment.

“It was easy. I told them I was asking the girl of my dreams to marry me, and they asked when and where. Not much convincing on my part,” he answered, offering her his hand as they stood back up.

“You guys,” Y/N gushed, wrapping her arms around Bucky’s waist, which he gladly wrapped his arm around her. “This is too sweet.”

“Nothing sweeter than you giving Bucky a run for his money with that delayed answer,” Sam teased.

“Back off, punk,” Bucky rolled his eyes, pulling her closer to him as if any second she’d change her mind.

“I will say, he did catch me off guard,” Y/N laughed in response.

“Oh, my sweet girl is getting married! And to the sweetest boy a mom can hope for,” Sarah interrupted, instantly running to her daughter and almost tackling her like she had Bucky.

“Mom!” Y/N laughed, catching her balance.

The next 15 minutes went on like that as the sun set behind them, giving off the final glows of the evening.

Sarah and Winnie blubbering on about how their little boy and little girl were going to be husband and wife. Then of course going on and on in excitement for the wedding details of it all. At that point they pushed them off for George and Becca to handle as they talked with everyone else.

Wanda and Vis saying how Billy and Tommy would be glad to be a part of the wedding if they needed them to. Nat gave Y/N little details and advice with planning the party and also offering to lend a hand where it was needed since she just got done with her own.

Then Steve and Peggy also congratulate them and express their excitement for all that was to come for the couple, and all the fun double dates they would/ already had been taking apart in.

Once it got dark, Steve announced to the crew the little celebration they had set up at Roger's home for an after party of the engagement. Everyone agreed they would meet there.

So as Y/N and Bucky grabbed their things and started walking to the car, Y/N stopped him as he was about to close the car door for her.

“Hey,” she turned where she was standing on the sidewalk. Bucky just inches from her.

“Hey,” he responded with a goofy grin.

“I love you so so much. You know that right?”

“I know Y/N. And I love you so so much too, doll.”

Thank you so much for reading!! Keep an eye out for a possible one-shot/ prologue of this story;)

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vdlest · 3 years

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For A Lifetime

Characters:

Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

Groom!Bucky Barnes x Bride!Reader

Summary:

You just got married to the man you love, and on the reception, you are asked to give a message to your husband.

Warning:

Fluff

You still can't believe that it's your wedding day, that you are finally married to the love of your life, that you are finally Mrs. Barnes. You find it so surreal and hard to believe that the man you are holding hands with right now is your husband and the man you'll grow old with.

Bucky has been your boyfriend for five years, you two owe your love story to Steve because it was him who introduced you to Bucky. Since then, you two were inseparable, until Bucky finally asked you to be his girl, and you gladly said yes. You two shared a beautiful relationship, traveled to a lot of places already, fought some issues and odds together, and five years later, he popped another question for you, the kind of question that changed your life forever. He asked you to marry him, and you did say yes, and after a few months of planning, here you are, finally Mrs. Barnes.

Realizing the years you and Bucky have been through, you tilt your head and glance at your husband who is sitting beside you. You and the rest of your guests are in the reception and the dinner is being served at the moment, but you are already full of love.

"So my Mrs. Barnes," Bucky glances at you and squeezes your hand that he's holding since the ceremony, "Do you want me to dismiss our guests so we could finally have time for ourselves?" he asked naughtily.

You chuckled and pinched his nose, "Let's not be rude, love. We have every time in the world to do whatever we want," you replied, giving his hand a squeeze, "For now, let's enjoy this night with our family and friends," you added.

Planning a wedding is one of the most stressful things you've done, but it was a good thing that many people helped you and Bucky all throughout the planning. Nat and Wanda helped you in finding the right wedding gown for this once in a lifetime milestone in your life, on the other hand, it was Steve and Sam who helped Bucky to find the best suit he could wear for this special day, and they did a great job, seeing your husband so dapper in his suit tonight.

Gathering all your family and close friends is kind of tough, but with the help of Nat and the rest of the team, everything you dreamed of about your wedding was made possible.

You and Bucky were still munching over the dessert when the microphone echoes right through the whole hall, which made you looked over the stage and you saw Steve standing in the middle holding a wine glass.

"Hey, everyone! Can I have everyone's attention please?" he asked.

You and Bucky exchanged glances, both puzzled with Steve's presence in the middle of the stage.

"What's this punk doing there?" Bucky whispered.

You shrugged, "I don't know. We'll see," you answered.

When Steve finally got everyone's attention, he cleared his throat and speaks again in the microphone, "I know it's not my place to start the message giving kind of thing, and I know Bucky is asking himself and his beautiful wife what am I doing here," he glances at you, which made you smile because of the thought that he called you Bucky's wife, "Well, to answer your question Buck, Nat asked me to start the message giving since I am the best man."

"It's not like I have any other choice, man," Bucky yelled, which made everyone laugh.

"Shut up, Buck. It's not your time to talk. Y/n, can you zip your husband's mouth, please?" Steve joked. He cleared his throat once again, "Anyway, Buck, I have no idea what to tell you right now. You're a great man and I don't need to tell you to be a faithful and a good husband to y/n because I know you will. I don't need to tell you to make her happy all the time because I know you will and you're already making her happy. I don't need to tell you the things that a husband does for his wife, because first, I have no idea how to be a husband, and second, I know you'll figure it out. And for you, y/n," Steve moved his eyes towards you, "I wish you had the best nights of sleep of your life because you won't be getting any now that you're married to this punk."

Everyone laughed again because of Steve's joke. You took a glance at Bucky who is still holding your hand to see his reaction to his best friend's joke, and he hurriedly wiped his mouth using his hand, trying to hide the embarrassment he felt because of Steve's joke.

Steve playfully shook his head, "I think I might have an idea on what gift I should give Y/N on Christmas," he clicked his tongue, "I think I'm gonna get her bunch of Tylenol for her headaches," he joked, making everyone laugh again.

"'Gonna kill this man later," your husband murmured as he pulls you closer to him.

Bucky let go of your hand and wrapped his arms around you, you leaned towards him, feeling his warmth as you both listen to Steve's speech.

"Kidding aside, Y/N, you are married to a good man. Ever since he met you, there's not a day that he doesn't think of what will make you happy, of what will make you feel his admiration and love for you. When you two met, I saw something different in him. He learned how to trust people, even more, he learned to open up, not just to you but to everyone else. So Buck, y/n," he raised his wine glass, "I wish the two of you years of endless love and fruitful marriage. I may not be a husband to anyone, but I promise the two of you that I will be a good uncle to your little ones soon, not just that, I promise you two that I'll be here whenever you two needed a friend. I love you both! Let's cheers to Mr. & Mrs. Barnes, everyone!"

"Cheers!" everyone shouted.

"Cheers!" you and Bucky joined and after you two took a sip from your glasses, the two of you shared a quick kiss.

When Steve walked down the stage, he walked towards you and Bucky. It was you who he approached first and hugged you.

"Thank you, Steve," you thanked him as you hug him back, "Your presence means a lot to us. We love you too," you whispered.

Steve taps your back gently before he pulled away and hugs his pal next.

Seeing Bucky and Steve hug each other made you smile. You did not witness how their friendship started, but you have a lifetime to witness how their friendship will grow even more.

"Love you, Buck," Steve said as he hugs his best friend.

Bucky taps Steve's back, "Love you, brother," he answered.

Before Steve went back to his seat, he handed you the microphone, signaling that it's now your turn to give a message to your husband.

You happily accepted it and find your way to the stage.

"That's one of a good speech, Cap," you said looking at Steve who is now seated in the middle of Sam and Nat. You next took a glance one by one of your guests as you start your speech, "First things first, thanks to everyone for coming here tonight and for taking your time to celebrate this milestone with me and my husband," your eyes landed on Bucky, "God, I still can't believe you're my husband now."

Tears are starting to form in your eyes, and it's making your sight a bit blurry but it won't stop you from seeing the priceless smile on Bucky's face.

"Just like what my favorite song says, my soul found you and fell in love," you recited a part of your favorite song, For A Lifetime sung by Ryann Darling, "When Steve introduced you to me, I wasn't looking for anything, I was so tired of dating and ended up failing because I can't find the guy who would understand me. I promised myself I won't date anymore, but you happened," your eyes remained looking at Bucky as you continue your message for him, "It's like when we met, a voice came over to me and told me that I just found what I am looking and waiting for. I found it the moment we found each other. And I told myself, you are the most amazing man I've ever met in my entire life, apart from my Dad of course," you said glancing at your dad who is sitting behind Bucky.

When your eyes went back to Bucky, you saw him smile and looked down a bit.

He must've remembered the time when he met your Dad. He was nervous as hell. He didn't know what to tell him, so he just told him that he loves you with all of his heart and soul. He told him he can barely give you anything, but he would be 100% willing to give you his whole heart and love.

"Buck," you called him and his eyes met yours again, "Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for bringing so much happiness to my life. Thank you. Just thank you," your tears finally run down your cheeks, "I love you."

As soon as those three words came out of your mouth, Bucky rapidly stood up from where he was sitting and went up to the stage with you. Once he was in front of you, he didn't waste any time, he kissed you.

"I love you more than life itself," he said after kissing you and gave you a quick kiss again. "Everyone," Bucky yelled and raised his wine glass, "Let's cheers for my beautiful wife. To Mrs. Barnes!" he cheered.

"To Mrs. Barnes!" everyone cheered.

You cupped Bucky's face and made him face you, "Love you," you said and rested your forehead against his nose.

Ryann Darling said on his song, my soul found you and fell in love, while for you, your soul found Bucky, fell in love, and stay in love forever.

-v.dl

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A Loss

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,125ish

Summary: You find out some news, but also overhear a conversation that affects the news. You go out on a mission, knowing you shouldn’t.

Warnings: injury and loss of life.

Notes: this was requested. Hope y’all enjoy.

It was weird. You hadn’t even realized you were 6 weeks late until you woke up, throwing up on the floor right next to Bucky’s bed. Thank heavens for FRIDAY’s immediate response for calling the maid and that your boyfriend was out on his morning run with Steve. You cleaned yourself up and quickly left for the store before anyone could even notice you were gone.

You were anxious the whole time. Knee bouncing, hands shaking, heart racing. You felt like you were going to pass out as you allowed yourself to pee on that little stick you had just bought. You paced inside the bathroom of your private room. You didn’t want to chance Bucky walking in on you. Plus, you were terrified. Bucky and you and been dating for a little over a year now and not once had the two of you talked about marriage or family. You wanted that all with him, but you feared that he didn’t want that all with you.

When your phone’s timer went off, you froze. It took you what felt like hours to convince yourself to look at the results. It was positive. You were pregnant. The joy that filled your heart did not fill your eyes. Tears of worry filled your eyes and your mind began to wonder how Bucky would take the news.

“FRIDAY?” You called out. “Where’s Bucky?”

“Sargent Barnes is currently watching TV with Captain Rogers in the common room,” the AI responded. “Would you like me to get him for you?”

“No, I can get him myself.”

You were shaking with excitement and fear as you went down the hall, heading towards the common room. As you drew near, you could hear the men talking about something. You listened closely.

“You can’t tell me you didn’t think that baby in the diaper commercial wasn’t cute, Buck,” Steve teased.

“I never said it wasn’t!” Bucky replied. “I just just ‘eh’.”

“You and Y/N ever talk about having kids? Starting a family?”

“No,” Bucky responded, almost too quickly. You froze, hiding behind the wall to still listen in. “That’s not for me. Maybe back when we were still in the 40’s, definitely not now. Can you imagine, me, being a father?” Bucky scoffed. “Carrying around a child with this metal arm? What stories would I tell it anyway? About that time I murdered Stark’s parents? Can you imagine—“

“Alright, alright,” Steve chuckled. “I get it. Have you at least talked to Y/N about this? She might have an opinion on the matter too.”

“No I haven’t. And I don’t plan on it until she brings it up.”

“Seriously, punk?”

“I don’t want to ruin what we have.”

“And you’ve never thought that, with all the sex you two have, a baby might just accidentally happen for the two of you?”

“It couldn’t. She’s on the pill and we always use protection.”

“Always?”

“Whatever the case is, she’s on the pill. And I’m not meant to be a father. Can we drop this now and go back to watching football?”

You handed your had covering your mouth, trying not to let them here your sobs. Quickly, yet as quietly as you could, you ran too your room. You ordered FRIDAY to lock everyone, including Bucky, out as you curled up onto the floor and cried. You had no idea of what to do.

~~~

“Hey, doll,” Bucky knocked on your door later that evening. “You in there? I haven’t seen you all day.” No response. “I thought that we could go out for dinner.” Again no response. “Y/N?” He tried the door. “You okay in there? Why can’t I get in?”

“Miss Y/N has ordered that no one be let into her room,” FRIDAY informed Bucky.

“Not even me?”

“Yes.” FRIDAY was silent for a moment. “She is not feeling well and wishes to be left alone.”

You were on your bed, still crying, and listening to the conversation Bucky and FRIDAY were having.

“She’s not feeling well? Why didn’t she tell me?” Bucky began knocking again. “Sweetheart, please, let me in. Let me take care of you.”

“She wishes to be left alone,” FRIDAY repeated.

Bucky sighed. “Just… let me know if you need anything.”

You sobbed as you heard Bucky’s footsteps fade away. You wanted him. That’s all that would be able to comfort you right now, him holding you. But you didn’t know how to tell him about the baby growing inside you. The baby he didn’t want.

~~~

The whole team was woken up in the middle of the night. An emergency mission, and everyone was needed. You knew that you were in no condition, mentally and physically, to go, but it was your job to. It was clear to everyone that you were avoiding Bucky, which didn’t settle well with anyone. You were all on the quinjet, listening to Steve and Tony debrief while you got ready.

“Here,” Bucky said quietly, coming over to you. You were struggling to put your parachute on. “Let me help you.”

“I’m good,” you responded, moving away. The hurt in Bucky’s eyes was impossible to miss.

“Did I—“ Bucky swallowed. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Now is really not the time to talk about this, Barnes. we’re headed in for a mission.”

“Y/N.” Bucky gently grabbed your wrist, turning you to face him. You looked up at the ceiling as tears tried to form in your eyes. “What’s wrong?”

You ripped your hand out of his grip. “When were you planning on telling me you didn’t see yourself starting a family with me?” Now everyone’s attention was on you and Bucky.

“Doll, I don’t know what you’re—“

“Oh, don’t play dumb with me. I heard you talking to Steve.”

“When did I— oh… Oh, that was— Doll, please, let me explain.”

“Over the drop zone,” FRIDAY announced.

“I think I’ve heard enough,” you growled. You were the first to the ram, jumping off to the fight below.

“What have I done?” Bucky looked at everyone else helplessly.

“Focus on the mission, Buck,” Steve said. “Deal with your personal life later.”

~~~

Each team member was grateful that everyone had come. It seemed that HYDRA had brought in their whole forces. Bucky had tried to stay close to you but was separated quickly in the fight. Everyone was basically on their own.

You were fighting off flocks of HYDRA goons. Using all your senses to notice any new agent from any direction. It was exhausting, but you were making it look easy. Until, the need to throw up arrived. And you couldn’t hold it back.

“I need…” You panted over the comms, trying your best to hold the bile down. “I need… some help over here…”

“Y/N, are you alright?” Bucky’s panicked voice filled everyone’s ears.

“I… I can’t…” You fought off one more HYDRA agent before collapsing onto your hands and knees, emptying your stomach of all it’s contents.

“Are you throwing up, L/N?” Clint asked over the comms.

“I’m on my way, Y/N!” Bucky shouted. “Stay put!”

“Can’t,” you wiped off your mouth as you kicked an opposing agents legs out from underneath them. “I’m being attacked from all— AH!”

Searing pain was felt in your stomach. Another one immediately following. One of your hands went to clutch your stomach as the other kept you stable on the ground.

“Y/N!” A chorus of voices sounded in your ear.

“I’m on my way, Y/N!” Bucky sounded terrified. More terrified than anyone had ever heard him before.

The HYDRA agents surrounding you were taken out in one turn of Tony’s lasers as he landed.

“I’ve got her, Barnes,” Tony stated, picking you up. “Meet us at the quinjet.”

“T-tony-y,” you groaned in pain.

“Hang on, Y/N.” He flew you to the quinjet. “You’re not leaving us just yet.”

“I’m… preg— preg… nant….”

“What?” He laid you down on the med-bay table, hoping he did not just hear what he had just heard.

“I’m… p-pregnant…”

“Barnes, you have 30 seconds to get on this quinjet before I’m leaving your frozen ass.” Tony hurried to the cockpit.

“Why?” Steve asked. “What happened?”

“Y/N’s pregnant.”

“What?!” The chorus of voices exclaimed.

“And… and it’s not looking too good.” Tony turned just in time to see your body completely give out. “FRIDAY get us in the air!” He hurried back over to you, pressing his metal hand on your stomach. “We’re leaving now, Barnes!”

“I’m here! I’m here!” Bucky yelled, running up the ramp as the quinjet was lifting off the ground. “Oh my—“ He fell onto his knees beside your head. “Y/N.” He cried, resting his forehead against yours. “Please… I didn’t mean it… please fight. For me. For our child… I can’t live without you…”

~~~

You were rushed into surgery immediately. Leaving Tony and Bucky helplessly waiting in the other room. The team wasn’t far behind, finding more fight in them after hearing about your condition. They were all in the med-bay waiting room in the Tower, either unable to sit still or being about to sit too still.

Bucky wouldn’t let anyone near him. He stayed on the other side of the room, pacing as he mumbled to himself in Russian and pulled out his hair. Dr. Cho came through the doors 8 hours after you had been taken back. Bucky rushed up to her, but was unable to speak. He feared what the response might be.

“How is she?” Steve asked, resting a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“Y/N pulled through,” Dr. Cho answered. “She’ll need a good two months off missions, but she’ll survive.”

“An-and… the…” Bucky swallowed as he tried to get the words out. “The baby? Wh-what about the baby?”

Dr. Cho’s eyes gave it away before she could even speak. “The baby didn’t make it. I’m sorry, Sargent Barnes.”

Bucky stood there, clenching his fists before beginning to pace again. The team watched, not knowing how to comfort their friend. Bucky let out a heartbreaking scream as he punched through the wall. Letting the tears fall, he fell onto his knees. His sobs were the most heartbreaking thing any of them had ever heard.

~~~

There was something heavy on your legs. That was the first thing you noticed when you began to come to. The next things were the bandages around your abdomen and the IV in your arm. Slowly blinking to adjust to the lights, you opened your eyes. You looked down to your legs to see Bucky. His shoulders were trembling as he let out quiet sobs into your legs. That’s when you knew.

“I lost it… didn’t I?” Your raspy, quiet voice had Bucky head snapping up in your direction.

“Oh, doll.” Bucky’s eyes were red and puffy. You had never seen them that way before. He gently took hold of your hand, running his thumb across the back of it. “You had me so scared there.”

“The baby, Buck… Is it…” Tears filled your eyes as you trailed off, unable to finish your thought.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” You didn’t try to stop the loud, painful sob that ripped through you. “I’m so sorry for everything. For what I said. I honestly didn’t mean it. I was scared and I thought that Steve and I were just joking around. If I would have known…. I never should have said any of that to begin with…”

“I was coming to tell you the news, when I heard you two… it broke my heart…”

“I’ll never be able to apologize enough… this is all my fault.”

“No,” you shook your head, “it’s not… I knew what I was risking going out into the field… I was being stupid. I should have insisted on staying here.”

“Will you ever forgive me?”

“I… I honestly never hated you. Just heartbroken… I want you to be honest with me though… do you see a future with me?”

“That’s all I see… that’s what terrifies me. The thought that one day you’ll wake up and realize that I’m not good enough for you and leave… that’s why I haven’t brought anything up. I don’t want this to end.”

“James Buchanan Barnes, I love you. And I never plan on leaving your side. Ever. You here me? And if you ever have those awful thoughts again, you come straight to me, alright? I love you.”

“I love you too, doll. Oh gosh—“ He leaned up and kissed you, hard. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I love you, so much.”

“I love you… And I’m sorry.”

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i think not | owen joyner

requested?; - yes! Owen Joyner x reader - their characters might not be love interests on the show (readers is possibly a new one for Luke/which causes a rift in Juke) but they are in real life and are trying to keep it on the down low especially during cast interviews and with fans.

word count; 2K

warnings; language, yelling but only like two sentences

a/n; I didn’t know how to end it so the ending kinda sucks sorry. also side note, the character the reader plays on jatp is a character I’m planning on writing an x reggie fic with so be on the lookout for that !

that close up tho

You didn’t mean for it to happen.

Not the, relationship, of course. You wanted that to happen. You’ve been wanting that to happen since you were an extra dancer on the first season of Julie and the Phantoms and danced right into Owen on accident during The Other Side of Hollywood. He was sweet about it, of course he was, asking if you were okay when he was the one that got barrelled into. The apology coffee date turned into a movie night at his apartment which then turned into weekly Friday night takeout dates which ultimately turned into Owen blurting out one night that he liked you and wanted to be your boyfriend.

You obviously said yes.

Which brings you to now, two years later filming season two of JatP, except this time you weren’t a dancer, but a recurring character - Delilah Alarie, a 17 year old girl who can hear ghosts, but can’t see them, and forms an unlikely relationship with everyone’s favorite bassist in a ghost band. This is where the problem comes in.

When you and Owen started dating back in 2019, you two decided to keep it on the DL because you both weren’t totally sure where it was going to go. At the time you were both so busy: Owen having his first acting job as an adult so he was getting used to the long hours, and you working what felt like 25/8 to get all the dance routines down pat. So you both just...didn’t tell anyone. That’s not to say people weren’t suspicious. Charlie was present at many movie nights and Tori liked to tease you about you how you’d spend your time between takes staring at the blond drummer and his fidgeting fingers.

Filming wrapped and you planned to announce your relationship at the wrap party, but a certain 19 year old thought it would be smart to get a little wasted and passed out before you could say “hey, we’re dating.” Then, you all went your separate ways and you and Owen didn’t see the need to inform everyone of the relationship, especially because you had to figure out the whole long-distance thing.

Then Covid hit. And there really wasn’t a need because you both were fighting so hard to not get insecure and worried about the hundreds of miles between you two. But you got through it. Between many facetime calls, a spontaneous trip to Hawaii, and one memorable meet up at a halfway point between your two states, you were finally back in each other's arms after the last three months apart. Of course, it was on set, where everyone thinks you’re just friends.

So yeah, there’s a problem. Because you didn’t mean for the secret dating to go on for so long. Life just, happened, and now you two are constantly sneaking around your fellow castmates and trading secret kisses in each other’s trailers and having little rendezvous meetings in the apartment building’s pool after your roommates have fallen asleep. You’re sure Savannah and Tori have heard you sneaking out a few times, but they wisely say nothing. Charlie sleeps like the dead so your certain Owen is in the clear.

It’s not like you two want to keep it a secret. Of course you want to tell your friends, it's just, since it’s gone on for so long you’re scared of what could happen. If they’ll get mad about the sneaking around and the lying.

But alas, you knew the day when the secret would slip out would come. And today just happened to be that day.

Your friends were already starting to get suspicious, you and Owen were starting to lose your subtlety with the sneaking around, and some fans don’t understand the term BOUNDARIES and caught you two outside the apartment building one day. You weren’t doing anything relationship-y, you two were just coming back from a short day on set because you both ended at the same time and were looking forward to some much needed alone time. But you both knew better than to hold hands or kiss in public, which you were glad for that rule when a few girls bombarded Owen when you both walked out of the parking garage to head inside. The girls posted about the interaction online and of course, assumptions were made about why you two were together. The cast brought it up, but you both shut it down. You really thought the secret would be exposed because someone would catch you two together...Owen is not good at keeping his hands to himself despite his own PDA rule.

But no, the secret came to a head because Owen is a big fat st0upid head and got jealous over his best friend.

It started as a normal day. You got up at the last possible minute, Savannah and Tori already eating breakfast in the kitchen, knowing better than to wake you up before your alarm. You ate, showered, changed into comfy clothes for the ride to work. Madi joined you and the other girls that day, now being a little older her dad trusted her to be alone with the older cast members and alone on set for a little while. You jammed out to Doja Cat and HSM because “range, Y/N, range.” Then you arrived on set to Kenny calling you and Madi over for an impromptu meeting before any of you could reach hair and makeup.

“Alright, now that the rest of you guys are here, I have an announcement to make.” You looked around to see that it was just the main four and you, and that’s when trepidation hit. The only scene you knew of today that involved you five was when the boys finally became visible to you, and you and Reggie share a moment. It’s a hug, much like the one Julie and Luke shared in the season one finale. But Kenny had come up to you a few days ago, suggesting adding a little something something. He told you he wasn’t sure yet, had to run it by a few execs, but that Jeremy was okay with it and he wanted to make sure you’d be okay with it too. You had said yes, after all Jeremy was the one married so you were really only worried about how he and Carolynn would feel about the kiss, you didn’t even think about Owen.

That was a mistake.

“So, I ran it by a few execs and of course, our own Delilah and Reggie, and have decided that after their big hug moment, a little kiss would really make the scene and ma -”

“Uh I think not.” It was muttered, but everyone heard it. And everyone froze, Kenny stopping mid sentence to look at the culprit. Owen was looking at his hands, completely oblivious to everyone staring at him. He didn’t even realize he’d said it aloud until Jeremy cut the tension with a little forced chuckle.

“C’mon Owen there’s enough of me to go around.” Everyone chuckled a bit, but Owen froze in his fidgeting, his face going firetruck red and eyes darting over to you.

“Shit. Fuck I said that aloud didn’t I?” He groaned, putting his face in his hands and, before you could stop yourself, you walked up to him.

“Hey. Hey c’mon.” You gently wrapped your hands around his wrists and pulled his hands away from his face. “It’s okay.” You expected him to look stressed. Based on his tone of voice you were preparing for a minor panic attack. But when you saw his face, all you saw was anger. It shocked you, causing you to stumble back a bit.

“You knew about this?” And okay, yeah, you also expected a bit of that. But not to this caliber.

“Owen I -”

“No. No you knew and didn’t tell me? Didn’t think to mention that you’d be kissing one of my best friends? What the hell Y/N?” You flinched, not used to Owen being this angry and loud.

“Owen, buddy, hey. Let’s just -” Charlie started, trying to diffuse the situation having noticed you flinching.

“No! This isn’t a ‘calm down’ thing. This is a “my girlfriend lied to me” thing and I’m very upset about it!” And whoop...there it is.

“Owen...”

“God just, really Y/N?” Then he walks away, leaving you surrounded by your confused friends. It’s silent for a few seconds, everyone taking in what just happened.

“Um...I know this probably a really bad time to bring this up but uh...y’all owe me twenty bucks each,” Charlie said. Then everyone started talking at one. Kenny apologizing for not knowing, Madi berating Charlie for the bad timing, Charlie firing back that Owen is just being dramatic, and Jeremy consoling you with Kenny. His hand on your back jump starts you into action. You quickly excuse yourself to make your way to Owen’s trailer, knowing that’s probably where he stormed off too.

You don’t knock when you get there, just walk in, making sure to lock it behind you. Owen is there on the couch, elbows on his knees and head in his hands.

“Owen Joyner what the hell was that?” That’s not what you had wanted to say. You were going to be nice and ease into it. But he yelled first and now you're anxious and stressed and upset. He sighs heavily and looks up at you, eyes red and glassy with unshed tears.

“I’m sorry. I - Y/N I didn’t mean to freak. I realized halfway here that was not the way to go. I’m so -” You cut him off by pushing him back and crawling into his lap.

“It’s okay. It’s okay I should’ve - I shouldn’t’ve just yelled and I definitely should have told you when Kenny proposed the idea I just got so caught up in the fact it’d be my first on screen kiss and it’d be with a married man who’s in quite possibly the cutest relationship ever and I was worried about -”

“You’re rambling babe,” Owen says with a smile. It’s a soft thing, one that makes your insides all mushy and your heart starts beating a little faster. “It’s okay. I mean, I would’ve liked to have found out earlier and not in front of our friends - oh my God! I just completely exposed us didn’t I? Oh God!” He whimpers out a whine and leans his head forward onto your shoulder. You giggle at the blonde beneath you, running your hands through his hair as he pinches your sides for the laugh.

“Babe, I’m pretty sure they already knew.” Owen whips his head up at that, eyebrows furrowed.

“Charlie mentioned everyone owes him twenty so, i’m pretty sure they were betting on when we’d tell them.” Owen groans and grumbles at that, throwing his head back in a dramatic way to convey his fake frustration. He brings his head back center and smiles softly again at you.

“I will make sure to steal it from him tonight. That’s our money babe.” You giggle into the kiss he places onto your lips. You two sit there for a few more minutes, exchanging kisses and trading affirmations of love. After a final kiss, one that’s full of passion and heat, you decide to head back to set.

You walk into the stage with the studio hand-in-hand, smiles on your faces. Madi squeals when she sees you both, running over to hug you.

“Yay yay! I knew you’d work it out and now I have another couple to fangirl over. Yay!” You hug the small girl back before she bounces over to give Owen the same treatment.

“Congrats bro,” Charlie says with a smile, clapping a hand on Owen’s back and ruffling your hair up. Jeremy smiles at you two, hugging you both as well.

“Congrats you two, now can we get back to the meeting? You two dating is old news. Like, 2019 old. But congrats on finally announcing it!” You look at Kenny in shock for a second, before bursting out into laughter, everyone around you following suit. Owen squeezes your hand three times and you look back over at him. You both shoot each other a small smile.

It’s gonna be okay.

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