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ahrahrahraha · 2 years
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Masterlist Recs
Check out these AMAZING writers
Bucky Masterlist - @angrythingstarlight
Biker Bucky Masterlist (Biker Bucky owns my soul)! @angrythingstarlight
@wkemeup Masterlist (anything written by Kas is incredible)
@pellucid-constellations Masterlist (Again, amazing writing, I have read her fics again and again) 
Bucky Masterlist by @bitsandbobsandstuff (just *chefs kiss*)
Bucky Masterlist - by @teamcap4bucky
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B.B Masterlist by @babybluereads
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Bucky Masterlist - by @buckysgoldenheart
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buckysbabygorl · 2 years
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Summary: Yelena has a late night request for Y/N, one that reminds Y/N of an old friend.
Pairing: Natasha x reader (platonic), yelena x reader (platonic)
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I don’t think people ever realized that I did Nat’s piercings.
To be fair, we never told anyone.
And it was always on impulse.
She’d had a couple before we met, at a time where she could be just another face in the crowd, she was able to go get it done when she wanted.
But when everyone knew you, when all your free time was spent desperately recovering from exhaustion, she didn’t have the time.
So I made time.
Drunken adventures, sudden early morning ideas, or late night boredom: she’d pop in my room with a new placement and blatantly state that she was wanted it, and that we should do it now.
I loved it.
It was a distraction for us both, it was a tiny tidbit of normalcy when we didn’t have that.
Just two women doing what girls at camp would do, what middle schoolers did at sleepovers, it was fun.
It was one of the things I missed most.
In fact, when Nat died, I stopped caring for my own piercings. I didn’t notice it at first, until Clint pointed it out.
I took them all out, I let the holes close up, I didn’t want them.
I didn’t want them without her, I guess.
Then I met Yelena.
It was after the New York attack on Clint, after Kingpin’s reappearance and the new adversary we found with the Tracksuits, Kate and Clint wanted her safe.
I knew Nat, I trusted Nat, I was close to Nat… why wouldn’t I take her sister in when her life was in danger?
We were awkward at first. Who wouldn’t be, two acquaintances of sorts with no other connection but the people around them. I knew so-and-so and she had heard of them, she’d fought with this wanted criminal and so had I, etcetera.
We avoided the topic of Nat.
Not intentionally, but we did.
I didn’t know why, I suppose it didn’t matter.
One night I’d been on the couch, watching reruns of Friends on cable since our wifi was out, when Yelena entered abruptly.
“You ever pierced an ear before?”
I didn’t know what to say at first. Yes, obviously I had. Countless times.
But I felt something jarring I couldn’t describe. I feel quiet.
Yelena hummed.
“You have piercing holes, and they’re not even, so I guessed that you did them yourself.”
I hummed back, and set down the remote.
“Yeah. I did.”
She nodded, I could hear her shuffling behind me.
She seemed almost, hesitant. Awkward even.
“I know you did Nat’s.”
I unconsciously scratched over the place where a nose piercing should be, one that was supposed to match her sister’s.
“Yeah.”
I stood then, and we faced each other.
It was late, dark. I could’ve made an excuse that I didn’t want to, that I was tired. I could’ve said I hadn’t done it in forever, so I didn’t want to mess it up.
But looking at her, she seemed sadly eager. Like a calm desperation was present for me to say yes. Please say yes, she quietly asked, please say yes even though I haven’t really asked you to.
I nodded. “Where do you want it?”
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“Ow!”
“That’s the ice.”
Yelena huffed as she laid on her back, we shoved the coffee table into the dining room, she rested uncomfortably on the grungy living room rug.
“I don’t know why you’re so jumpy. You have piercings already.”
Yelena bit her lip.
“They aren’t recent. I got them a long time ago.”
“So you’re not used to it.”
Yelena nodded. She was fidgety, worse than I’d ever seen her before.
She wasn’t a nervous person, I don’t know why the sudden change had come about.
“Uh—”
I waited patiently, still prepping as I listened.
“—Nat did them. When we were kids.”
She wouldn’t look at me when I stopped, hands frozen as the ice melted in my palms.
I sighed.
I got it, now.
“You miss her, huh?”
She still wouldn’t look at me. I tried to avoid watching her, but I saw her lip quiver.
“Yeah.”
I bit the inside of my cheek.
“Me too.”
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babybluereads · 3 years
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b.b. blurbs/one-shots
🌼 - fluff
🍃 - angsty
🌷 - sexual themes
🌹 - smut
🌻 - personal favourite
🌼🌷Pin It by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader will fight Barnes until she wins. Bucky isn’t complaining, he can’t resist pinning her to the floor…
🌼🌷Loud Thoughts by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Bucky has been a bit off lately and Steve is growing concerned: he asks Wanda to take a peek at his thoughts and is surprised at what she finds.
🌼🌷You Up? by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader bugs Bucky to get a phone. With help from your friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man, Bucky learns something new and shoots his shot…
🍃🌹Scars by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader has a secret, which unfortunately gets revealed to the person she hates the most.
🌻🌼🍃🌹Sanctuary by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: The Barton’s have opened up their home to Bucky during a tough time; during his recovery he’s lucky enough to meet Laura’s long time friend Reader. An immediate spark quickly lights a flame; what does this mysterious man have to offer?
🌻🌼🌷 Blunt by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Bucky’s flirting with Y/N seems to be going nowhere; but today he’s going for the win.
🌼🌷 Impulsive (GN Reader) by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: When Bucky’s drinking, his dick does all his thinking.
🌼🍃 White Wine by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Bucky comes home after a mission to find Y/N drinking alone.
🌼 Flight Risk by @buckysbabygorl - Prompt: I would like to request a fluff one shot with the reader (who possesses the ability to fly with wings) is practicing with their ability outside of the avengers compound one afternoon and standing in the field is Bucky, just watching them with pure adoration.
🌻🌼🍃 She Just Knows by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Y/N has incredible perception abilities; which she uses on literally everyone. Except for Bucky, much to his dismay.
🌼 Soft Strokes by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Y/N paints on her days off, and Bucky has to come find her…
🌼🌷Baby, Honey by @buckysknifecollection - Summary: Bucky and you have been doing it for months but you have never actually spoken about the nature of your relationship. You don’t know if you’re only a temporary distraction, or something more. But you know you don’t want him to leave you.
🌻🍃🌼Dog Tags by @buckysknifecollection - Summary: You are a kept prisoner by Hydra, your role is to fix Soldat’s metal arm whenever it gets damaged in a mission. You grow fond of each other and you decide to save him.
🌼🍃Soldat by @wkemeup - Summary: When a hydra agent finds a way to hack into FRIDAY’s system to trigger Bucky into the winter soldier, he nearly kills you. In the aftermath, he can’t begin to find a way to forgive himself. Not without your help.
🍃🌼Marriage Story by @sunmoonandbucky - Summary: Fake marrying Bucky was only supposed to be a means to an end.
🌻🌼🍃Five Sweaters to Make You Want Me by @sebbytrash - Based on the prompt of "Sweaters"
🌼🍃🌷Undercover by @buckysknifecollection - Summary : You and Bucky go on an undercover mission, where you need to pretend to be married. You are close to solving the case when Bucky decides he’s done pretending.
🌻🌼The List by @xbuchananbarnes - Summary : Bucky overhears a conversation that gets him looking into Korean dramas, and now he might just wanna make them a reality.
🌼Honeysuckle Dreams by @jobean12-blog - Summary : You and Bucky spend some time out on Sam’s boat.
🌻🌼Dog Tags by @baroquebucky - Summary: You love messing with Bucky's dog tags, he loves it more.
🌻🍃 The Things We Carry With Us by @pellucid-constellations - Summary: You were injured on a mission and didn’t tell anyone, leaving your already rocky relationship with Bucky crumbling. Was it really hate he harboured for you, or was it something else?
🌻🍃🌼🌷Suburbia by @wkemeup - Summary: Posing as husband and wife, you and Bucky infiltrate a quaint suburban neighbourhood in search of a Hydra hacker. Perhaps if you weren’t so in love with him and he hadn’t broken your heart, the act of pretending wouldn’t hurt so much.
🌼🍃🌷 A Thin Line Between Love and Hate by @omg-foreverfilledwithweird-posts - Summary: Y/N, a fiery, new Avenger with the fighting prowess of Black Widow herself, and Bucky Barnes, a stubborn, ex-soldier with the demons and strength to prove it, don’t exactly get along, despite their many similarities. The two of them make it their mission to win against the other, making everything between them a competition. A sparring match gone awry and a midnight dip in the pool changes all of that. Let the games begin.
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buckysbabygorl · 1 year
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this will be @babybluereads if I don’t get my shit together
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babybluereads · 3 years
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b.b. series/multi-parts
🌼 - fluff
🍃 - angsty
🌷 - sexual themes
🌹 - smut
🌻 - personal favourite
📝 - yet to be completed
📝🌻🌼🌷Best Friends Brother by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader goes up to her friend’s ‘summer house’ for spring break to forget about the daily stress of being a student. She’s ready to let loose and have fun, but she wasn’t prepared to meet her friend’s attractive older brother…
📝🌼🍃🌷🌹Rumours by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader and Bucky are all anyone has been talking about. They’re both sick of the ridiculous rumours, but is there some truth to it?
📝🌼They're Playing Our Song by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader has no idea how to dance, and Bucky insists on teaching her
📝🌻🍃🌼A Stitch in Time by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: When family heirlooms turn up, Bucky Barnes is brought back into a painful nostalgia. Beautiful memories of his youth with his best friend Steve Rogers, and lost love the reader. All of the things he had hoped for in his life had completely passed him by. Or so he thinks.
📝🌻🌼🍃A Favour by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: After breaking up with her boyfriend; Reader drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. Not only is she single, but she’s looking. Everyone knows about the crush Barnes harbours for Reader, but all is fair in love and war… will Barnes admit how he feels before she’s swept up? Or will reader find someone else to satisfy her needs?
🌻🌼🍃🌹Bucky Mine by @tuiccim - Based on the ask: Bucky has a nightmare and reader sings to him. 🌻🌼🍃Come Over by @moonstruckbucky - Summary : You’re new to New York City. Fresh out of post-grad and wanting a change of pace, and this change comes in more ways than one.
🌻🍃🌼🌹Under Oath by @ugh-supersoldiers - Summary : The people called for justice, the state answered. The trial of State v. Barnes is set to begin, and the odds are most certainly not in favour of the not so beloved ex Winter Soldier. That’s where you come in, the quick, smart, and all too brave lawyer set on defending and saving one Bucky Barnes from legal prosecution. The only problem? He’s not so sure he’s worth saving at all.
🌻🌼🍃Heart to a Gunfight by @lailannajacobs - Summary : You didn’t want to help Bucky Barnes make it through the party by pretending to be his fake girlfriend, after all, you had just met him. You also didn’t plan on the charade lasting as long as it did.
🌻🌼The Five Times Bucky Saved You, and The One Time You Saved Him by @buckysknifecollection - Summary : You have a special bond with Bucky. He’s more than your best friend, your partner in missions, the person you care most about. He often saved you from uncomfortable situations, always ready to protect you, but sometimes, you are the one who did the saving. A series of drabbles.
🌻🍃🌼Catch Me by @buckywithegoodhair - Summary: In which a bet leads Bucky to have to catch you every day for a week, no matter what.
🌻🌼🌹 Pool Balls and Underpants & Another Kinky Wager by @bitsandbobsandstuff - Summary: Bucky offers to teach you how to play pool, but he ends up in a slightly awkward predicament.
🌻🌼🍃Uninvited by @mymoonagedaydream - Summary: When your best friend Sam finally moved into his own place, you thought it would give you both the new lease of life you’d been craving. Then he introduced you to his roommate…
🌼🍃🌷 Witness Protection by @mymoonagedaydream - Summary: You’d only been living in New York for a few weeks when Natasha introduced you to James Barnes, the man who’d change your life forever.
🌻🍃🌼🌷 For the Love of the Game by @pellucid-constellations - Summary: Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYU’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldn’t figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it.
🌻🌼🍃🌹 Sunrise by @wkemeup - Summary: After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you. (Modern AU)
🌻🌼🍃🌹 3B by @softlybarnes - Summary: Bucky is used to being alone, so is the girl living in apartment 3B. He keeps to his routine, to crossing off amends. But mutual loneliness forges an unlikely friendship. Alone and reclusive, sweet and incredibly strange, with deep secrets and regrets, 3B has more to reveal than meets the eye.
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babybluereads · 3 years
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s.r. series/multi-parts
🌼 - fluff
🍃 - angsty
🌷 - sexual themes
🌹 - smut
🌻 - personal favourite
📝 - yet to be completed
📝🍃Notice by @buckysbabygorl - Summary: Reader makes a risky choice on the battlefield that ends up leaving her injured. Steve is furious that she would be so reckless and suspends her from missions. With all the fighting and reader's self-loathing taking a toll, can they reconcile their differences?
🌻🌼🍃🌹Tear In My Heart by @prettyyoungtragedy -Summary : Steve Rogers has been your best friend since college. He’s loud and obnoxious and an utter womanizer but he’s your best friend. So when he asks another woman to be his fake date to his brother’s wedding, why did it piss you off so much?
🌻🍃🌼Beautifully Unfinished by @kayteewritessteve - Summary: One foolish outburst, one moment of weakness at the worst possible time, and everything goes up in smoke. Who knew finally voicing your true, deep-rooted feelings, would lead to the complete destruction of your most cherished friendship?
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babybluereads · 3 years
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Fic Recommendations🤎
most recently updated on: 10/03/21
just a quick fyi, this is a safe space for all people in this fandom. if you are racist/homophobic/ableist/sexist you are not welcome here. this is a space where I appreciate FICTIONAL characters. the actors that portray them are completely separate entities.
note: I do NOT read/recommend dub/con non/con, underage, or real person fics. Also if you are under 18 and interact with anything that is explicit and/or has 18+ warnings you will be blocked immediately.
ps: every fic in here has a happy and/or satisfying ending as I am but a fragile girl who simply refuses to read sad fics cause this is in fact my way to escape reality for a little while
pps: if you have a fic or writer that is your favourite or that you think that I would enjoy that you cannot find on here please send me an ask and recommend it!
ppps: as of right now I only read marvel characters!
🌼 - fluff
🍃 - angsty
🌷 - sexual themes
🌹 - smut
🌻 - personal favourite
📝 - yet to be completed
favourite authors🥰
bucky barnes
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steve rogers
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babybluereads · 3 years
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s.r. blurbs/one-shots
🌼 - fluff
🍃 - angsty
🌷 - sexual themes
🌹 - smut
🌻 - personal favourite
🌻🌼Okay, Deal by @kayteewritessteve - Summary: A tower game night ends in a slightly different way than you’d have expected.
🌼Sign of the (Valen)Times by @buckymorelikefuckme - Summary : You're sad and alone and wallowing I self pity because you've never had a valentine. A certain super soldier tries to remedy that, but just as friends...right?
🌻🌼Epiphany by @firefly-in-darkness - Summary: Things begin to change when you share a secret with Natasha.
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babybluereads · 3 years
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hi just wanted to say I am very much not dead but also that my adhd meds havent been working for well over a year so my executive dysfunction is ✨thriving✨ when it comes to doing a single thing publicly on here hehe v sorry and I will now start reblogging things again but it may take a while to update my masterlist and for this I am so very sorry but alas such is life! -m🤍
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buckysbabygorl · 2 years
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Get it Together
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Summary: Sam asks Bucky what the hell that was all about
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Word Count: 500+
Part 1
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“Wanna catch me up?”
Bucky’s head turned at the question, but he didn’t falter in his step.
It wasn’t long after his and Y/N’s conversation that he was slithering out of the bar, Sam not far behind as he watched his partner leave.
He barely got in a proper goodbye to Y/N as he left, confused and distracted by Bucky’s brooding state.
“It’s nothing.” Bucky explained.
Sam scoffed, much like Y/N had earlier.
“Okay, let me try again. What’s going on with Y/N, because that didn’t look like ‘nothing’ to me.”
Bucky should’ve told Sam earlier, but he didn’t know what to say. What had happened with him and Y/N?”
Could any label be put to that? The tension, the intimacy, the almost something that was tumbling into nothing?
Shit, Bucky decided was a good descriptor, things with Y/N had turned to shit.
Sam caught up, walking in stride with Bucky as the cars sped by on the busy downtown street.
“Before everything went down with Walker and the Flag Smashers, Y/N and I got… close.”
Sam raised a brow, surprised that during Bucky’s “social lull” as he liked to describe it, he was connecting with someone. To the point he used “close” in referral.
“We’d been talking, we saw each other—I meant to tell her. But, everything happened so fast. I didn’t tell her where I was, I didn’t talk to her. Then the months passed and now we’re here.”
Sam’s eyes went wide, “Months? She didn’t know where you were for months?”
Bucky groaned, annoyed. “I know. I’m not good with keeping up with people—”
“Buck that’s no excuse. You can’t just disappear on people.”
“I get it. But there’s nothing I can do about it now. You saw how it was back there.”
Sam remembered how coldly you’d greeted Barnes, and how curtly you introduced your new partner before happily joining everyone else.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t apologize. You can try, that’s a start.”
Bucky sighed, shoving his hands further in his pockets. He walked ahead of Sam, a subconscious attempt at an escape.
“It’s not worth it.”
Sam scoffed, “You’re pathetic.”
Bucky whipped around at the statement.
“What did you just say?”
“You heard me. You’re pathetic. You ran away, you fucked up, and now you won’t fix it.”
The wind broke their silence, sharply streaking over their exposed hands and faces, bitterly biting at their skin.
It felt appropriate for the situation at hand.
“You care. Don’t pretend you don’t, fix it Barnes.” Sam shook his head, continuing to walk. “For God’s sake get your shit together.”
Bucky stood alone for a moment, Sam walking further ahead of him.
He was too tired for this conversation, contempt fueling him to keep his stance in the predicament. What did he have to fix? You moved on, you didn’t care, end of story.
But he couldn’t stand alone in the cold forever, so begrudgingly, he caught up with Sam. Both walking silently in the cool autumn night, nothing more said about the bar they’d left behind.
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Part 3
A/N: Hey babes! Doing a short lil’ angst series off of my previous post. A few of y’all wanted a follow up ig 🖤 enjoy what comes ☺️
Series tags: @babybluereads @justifymyfeelings @dexter99
Master tags: @dontputyourfckingdrinkonmytable @dumb-ass-3 @cuddlycalcifer @babyblue-07 @lonewolf471 @agni-l @niiight-dreamerrrr @julipmoon @fandomsfallnomore @elliee1497 @godspeedlover @sexwithhiddlesbatch @annestine @shower-me-with-roses @yougottalovefandoms @rebekahdawkins @gentlybarnes @emmabarnes
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buckysbabygorl · 2 years
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Admit It
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Summary: Bucky decides to drink away his problems after talking to Sam, which clearly wasn’t a good choice.
Word Count: 600+
Part 2
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She resented the itching feeling, the little part of her that nagged in the back of her head.
The part of her that felt guilty.
She knew what she was getting into when she had started seeing Bucky, it was the job. He was on call, he’d disappear last minute, it was to be expected. But to hear nothing, to receive no warning, it hurt.
He left, life continued without him. He should’ve understood that.
She felt bad, but she felt less bad the longer Bucky kept talking.
He’d stumbled into her apartment, more intoxicated than she had remembered him being at the bar.
Angry, messy, the clouded haze in his eyes as he talked to her with no mental barrier.
“Don’t lie to me,” he said. She rolled her eyes as she reached for her phone.
“We’re not doing this, am I calling Sam or am I calling a cab?”
He pulled the phone out of her hands, his face inches from her.
“Admit it, you still want to be with me.”
She shook her head, “I’m with someone else now. Get over it.”
He scoffed, jaw hitching as he scraped at his scruff.
“I want to hear you say it.”
She gritted her teeth, turning away from him and reaching for the fridge handle. If they were having this conversation, she was going to need a drink.
“I’m not telling you shit. You left, I met someone else. Let it go. And while you’re at it, sober up.”
He pulled the bottle of wine from her hand, trapping her against the countertop as he braced his hands on its edge.
“Say it. You’re dancing around it because you know you can’t lie. Doesn’t matter you’re with someone else. You still want me.”
She was silent, facing the kitchen cupboards and reveling in the feeling of his body against hers. Warm, strong, assertive…
“Say it.”
She spun around to face him, “Fine.”
The gaze was intense, unforgiving and unwilling to back down on both ends.
“You’re right, Bucky. I’m with someone else and I want you. So what?”
He didn’t say anything, eyes trained on hers, occasionally drifting down to her lips.
She laughed dryly, “So what if I still want you? You won’t do anything. You did nothing before you left, you did nothing when you came back, and then you did nothing tonight. You sat at the bar, watched me move on, and did nothing. And now you’re drunk in my apartment, because it’s the only way you can work up the nerve to do anything.”
He stepped back from her, silent. Because as much as he wanted her, and wanted her to want him back, he knew she was right.
He had been scared from the start, and he still was.
“You never even said you wanted me, Buck.”
She shook her head, looking down to the floor.
“Ever. Yet you wanted me to wait, you want me to tell you I want you. What does it matter if I do?”
He reached forward gently, tugging at the hem of her shirt, idly toying as he took it all in.
He wished he was sober, he wished he’d been angry at the bar, he wished he’d called her when he got back, he wished he’d called her before he left.
He wished things were different.
He didn’t know how to fix this, should he wait until tomorrow? Should he wait until they broke up? Should he let it go, leave her alone and give her some peace?
His hand was gentle on her hip, finally meeting her eyes as he let his fingers glide along her skin.
“It matters because I want you too.”
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buckysbabygorl · 3 years
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Summary: Y/N’s always the butt of Loki’s teasing and they can’t stand it, until the hidden meanings behind it are revealed
Word Count: 2k
Pairing: Loki x GenderNeutral!Reader
Warnings: swearing
Cowritten by @babybluereads
When the Asgardians had arrived on earth, the tiny town of St. Abb’s had accepted them with open arms. The community immediately took to caring for the newcomers and providing them with whatever they needed. Y/N, being the assertive and bright person they were, immediately caught the eye of the fighting trio that had defended Asgard in its last moments.
Y/N was quick to help where they could; taking on leadership roles and directing the townspeople on what actions to take next for the Asgardian folk to fit in. They provided shelter, food, clothing, whatever was necessary.
Valkyrie and Y/N developed a fast friendship; she liked Y/N’s confidence and strength, and they managed their people side by side. Thor adored most, if not all migardians and their customs, and Y/N was no exception. Y/N made him laugh, provided him with comfort and advice, and he contributed to the town in any way he could when he visited.
And then there was Loki. Oh, Loki, Loki, Loki.
Y/N had very little patience when it came to him; as a matter of fact, Y/N had none.
Loki was, politely, a grade A pain in the ass.
He was one to disappear for hours or days at a time; returning with no explanation as to why. He forced trickery on the township; amusing the children and the occasional townsfolk, but not Y/N. He was rowdy at the local bar; he was constantly seen partying, making this once quiet town louder than ever.
People adored him in town. Y/N however did not; they wanted structure, organization. He was chaos walking.
Worst of all; he felt the need to be glued to Y/N’s side constantly. He loved to tease them, get a rise from them first thing in the morning, he stopped them from doing their work, and it always left them fighting.
What really bothered Y/N is when he’d insult them in another language; which he did often. Something he’d huff under his breath, and when Y/N demanded clarification he’d simply laugh and walk off. Which seemed to be the only time he ever left them alone.
It was infuriating. Which is what Y/N was complaining about to Valkyrie right at this moment.
“I don’t understand why he can’t just piss off; everyone in town loves him, why can’t he go bother them?”
Valkyrie smiled, “Perhaps that’s why he does it; he knows you hate him. It’s likely the most entertaining thing for him.”
Y/N huffed as they lifted another crate, stacking them against the wall. “Well that’s just sadistic,” they said, “You’d think he’d get his rocks off on something else.”
Valkyrie laughed, but not for the reason Y/N thought.
“I’m not sure why my rocks are of your concern, but please leave sadism out of it.” 
Y/N’s teeth clenched at the voice, and tried to ignore it.
Loki smiled, “No greeting? I don’t even get a “good morning your highness”?”
“No, you don’t.” Y/N lifted another crate, which was swiftly pulled out of their hands by Loki. Y/N sighed, reaching for another one.
“I don’t need your help, I can carry it myself.” Y/N stated.
Loki chuckled as he stacked the crate in its place, before plucking the other from Y/N’s hands as well.
“It’s my pleasure, I’m certain I can do a better job anyways.”
Valkyrie shook her head, staying silent as the conversation transpired. She knew better than to jump in: one, because Y/N could handle themselves; two, because the last time Valkyrie stepped in, knives were involved and nearly banned in the town square because of it. Out of respect for peace and civility in New Asgard, Valkyrie ceased her fighting. For now.
As composed of a person Y/N was, they were one to get easily flustered. Yes, their emotions were in check, but something about Loki’s teasing was especially provoking. 
“I doubt it,” Y/N said, “Besides, how can you do a better job when you’re hardly ever here.”
“There are other ways to say you miss me, Y/N,” Loki said, “And I’m always here. You’re the one that wishes I wasn’t.”
“That’s not true, I just wish when you were here, you were less annoying.”
“I think that’s asking too much of him,” Valkyrie said, examining the lures of their fishing stock, “It’s ingrained in him.”
“Oh Valkyrie, I didn’t realize you were here.” He teased, momentarily turning his attention away from Y/N.
The warrior rolled her eyes, taking a nearby piece of broken crate and chucking it at his head.
He deflected it but turned to retaliate, before Y/N stopped him. 
“Hey, settle down. We have a lot of work to do, and I need you two to focus.” Y/N reprimanded.
Y/N didn’t realize it, but they had their hand placed on his chest. Loki smirked at the contact, before Y/N swiftly pulled their hand away.
“Now,” Y/N said, “Are you going to actually be helpful? Or are you planning on wasting my time.”
Loki hummed before looking back to the open boathouse entrance that he had come from, “No, I don’t plan on staying long. I was only stopping by to see my melilla.”
Y/N scowled with a groan. “If you’re going to insult me, you could at least do it in a language I understand!”
But their complaint fell on deaf ears as he laughed, exiting just as quickly as he’d come.
Now it was Valkyrie’s turn to laugh, their minor conflicts always being of great entertainment. But she knew Y/N would complain about it for the rest of the afternoon; their work was already tainted by the presence of Loki.
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Thor was happy to be back, he could only spend so much time with the Guardians before needing some space. He admired the team, but the arrogance of that Starlord fellow was sometimes too much to bear. Not that Thor made it any easier; he was quite the confident man himself. They’d butted heads far too often, and now he was in need of a much deserved break. 
He strode into town cheerily; greeting the townsfolk with an overjoyed disposition. Though happy he was to see the midgardians; he was looking for one in particular. He finally spotted Y/N in the small farmers market just off the docks. In fact, he heard Y/N before he saw them, as once again Y/N was fighting with his notorious brother.
“You can’t turn apples into snakes when children are around, someone could get hurt and we don’t have a town doctor until next month!” Y/N scolded.
“Oh amata, I love how easily the simplest of things can make you forget yourself.” He said.
With a slight snarl on their face, Y/N groaned. “Stop calling me that!”
Loki simply laughed in their face, enraging Y/N further. Before they went to scream at him again, Thor decided to intervene.
“My Y/N! You seem awfully invigorated this morning,” He commented.
At the voice of their friend, Y/N turned and their mood was immediately brightened. “Thor! I had no idea you were coming.”
Loki looked at his brother with quiet contempt, “Of course you weren’t notified, my brother is known for making an entrance. 
He turned back to Y/N, “Why don’t you ever address me with such kindness, carissima.” He said, dejectedly.
Y/N raised a finger to Loki’s face, once again going to scold him, before being interrupted by amused laughter from Thor.
“Well it’s nice to see that you’ve at least shifted to addressing one another with pleasantries.” Thor said.
Immediately Loki’s face filled with dread. Y/N looked at them both, surprised.
“You call that pleasantries?” Y/N asked, “He’s been insulting me in a dead language since we met.”
They spat the words in Loki’s face, but it was not met with his usual humourous demeanor.
Thor scoffed with delight, “I hardly think dearest is an insult, Y/N.”
Y/N was taken aback. No, that’s not what he’d been calling them, had he?
The expression on Loki’s face displayed nothing but truth at the fellow God’s statement, “Thor, please--” Loki said through gritted teeth.
Thor only smirked, intending to continue the teasing. “What else has he called you, Y/N? I speak fluent latin myself.”
Still shocked by the revelation, but not diffused in their anger, Y/N thought back to what he had called them before dearest.
“Well--he, he also called me amata.” Y/N said.
Laughing once again, Thor turned to his brother, “Oh, did he?” Thor asked.
Flustered, Loki tried to direct attention elsewhere, “Aren’t you supposed to be looking for Valkyrie? Or someone else to pester?” He asked.
Thor only smiled, “No I’m quite enjoying myself here, brother.”
“And as for the name amata,” Thor explained, “It means beloved. I think you’ve mistaken my brother’s flirtations for aggravations, Y/N.”
The three stood, not saying anything more as the passerby’s at the market weaved around them. Y/N snuck a glance at Loki, who was now desperately avoiding eye contact. Could it be that all this time, he was secretly calling Y/N terms of endearment?
He made no objections; only furthering the obvious truth that he had been.
Y/N didn’t know what to think, or what to say.
“Well,” Thor started, “I believe my work here is done. I shall leave you to each other.”
He looked up into the marketplace, “Joseph, so good to see you my friend!”
He parted, calling for the man at the nearby mead cart, while the other two still stood, not saying a word.
Loki quietly scorned his brother; of course he had to expose him. Now Y/N was aware of his secret fondness towards them, someone who already hated him more than he’d like.
“Melilla.” Y/N said.
Loki looked at Y/N, surprised by the word. “Pardon?” He asked.
Y/N hummed, “It’s another name, that you-um.. That you call me.”
“Oh,” Loki nodded, understanding what Y/N meant. 
“Well,” he started, hesitant, “It means… little honey.”
“And why do you call me that,” Y/N asked, “Because I’m sweet?”
“No,” Loki defended, “You aren’t sweet. You’re the opposite. Um--bitter, and-and full of disdain--”
He was stopped by the laughter that escaped Y/N, but as he looked at them, he realized he was not the subject of their laughter but that Y/N was laughing with him. Though Loki would never admit it aloud, he found that much more pleasurable than any of the emotions he’d evoked from their banter. 
“You aren’t… upset with me?” He asked earnestly.
Y/N looked to the ground, shifting in their stance with hands placed behind their back.
“Not entirely,” Y/N admitted, “I mean… it would’ve been nice to know you weren’t calling me an asshole this whole time.”
Loki chuckled bashfully, “Well, for that, I suppose I can apologize.” 
An awkward silence came between them; not knowing what to say. It was surprising, to say the least, the new perspective that had been given to their situation. Loki’s need to be in Y/N’s presence, the constant chatting that what was thought to be filled with insults were now revealed to have been filled with kindness, and arguably, affection. Even on Y/N’s end; the frustrations of his disappearances and the concern for safety during his reckless shenanigans, were those too filled with care?
Loki cleared his throat to break the quiet. “So,” he started, “do you have much to tend to this afternoon?”
Y/N rolled their eyes at the obvious attempt to change the conversation, “Well if you’re going to continue being an idiot, then yes.”
“And.. if I cease, the idiocy?” He asked.
Y/N smiled, “Well, it wouldn’t necessarily be the worst thing, if you helped me with some... stuff down at the docks.”
He chuckled, amused. “You’re actually asking me to accompany you, for once?”
“Yes, I guess I am.” Y/N said. He went to speak before they stopped him, “But on one condition.”
“Oh?” He asked, “and what’s that?”
“That,” Y/N said, “If you’re going to compliment me, at least do it in a language I understand.”
He smiled, “Anything for you, dearest.”
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First Loki fic ✅
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buckysbabygorl · 3 years
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Impulsive (Bucky Oneshot)
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Summary: When Bucky’s drinking, his dick does all his thinking.
Pairing: Bucky x gender neutral reader
Word Count: 500
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He was drunk.
You both were.
He didn’t know how long he’d felt this way.
But he’d kept it at bay for so, so long.
He wasn’t thinking.
It was just that stupid way you laughed at your own joke, eyes crinkling and cheeks red.
He couldn’t even laugh along with you… just so caught up in everything…
His hand shot out to wrap around the back of your neck, pulling you into him.
He was kissing you.
You couldn’t even think, you could barely breathe.
He almost pulled away. He didn’t feel your lips moving against his, he felt the shock rendering your body stiff.
He pulled back slowly.
That’s when your fingers rose up to curl in his hair.
And then he was on you again.
His tongue slid against yours, a moan breaking the silence in quiet room and Bucky shivered at the sound of something he’d only dreamt of hearing.
You pushed him backwards onto the carpet, his arms wrapping around you to pull you tight against him. His one hand gripped your hip while the other dug into your shoulder.
His hips bucked up against yours, and your fingers flew to unbutton his shirt.
You bit his lip, and the groan that came from him was damn near divine.
Fuck game night, this was way more fun.
“Y/N…” he whispered.
Your hands spread along his chest, feeling the thick muscle and dragging your nails ever so slightly…
“Fuck—Y/N he’s gonna come back—”
You began biting and sucking on the skin of his neck, only making Bucky more frustrated, more eager.
You laughed softly into his neck, “Then you better make this quick, Sergeant.”
Bucky’s jaw clenched as you marked his neck, and he nearly growled as he flipped you two over.
With him on top, he was able to grind his hips harder into yours, a raspy gasp exiting you.
He wasted no time in removing your shirt, reveling in the feeling of your bare skin beneath his fingertips.
Now he had the tables turned… hand pinning yours above your head while the other slid downwards, slowly tugging at your waistband.
He started placing soft kisses at your jawline, switching to harsh bites as he made his descent.
As his fingers drifted along the edge of your jeans, you tilted your head back and sighed at his touch.
His hands felt so good…
So good that you missed Bruce coming around the corner.
“Alright guys, I finally found Scrabble so we can—OH MY GOD!”
Your heads shot up at the noise, gasping and scrambling to quickly redress yourselves.
“Bruce, wait we can explain—”
“How long has this been going on?!”
“—we didn’t think you’d be back—”
“—we’re so sorry, please just let us—”
“—FOR THE LOVE OF GOD BUCKY PUT YOUR SHIRT ON!”
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buckysbabygorl · 3 years
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By Her Side (Peter Parker Fanfic)
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Authors Note: This was made by request of @lunarunreal I hope I you enjoy the fic; and I intend no offense if I misrepresented the situation. I wish you the best on your journey; stay strong ❤️
Pairing: Peter Parker x reader
Warnings: mention of hospital, cancer, chemo therapy symptoms, angst, hospitals
Summary: Y/N is undergoing treatment for cancer. While struggling to persevere, Peter stays by her side and encourages her. This was made by request of @lunarunreal​ I hope I you enjoy the fic; and I intend no offense if I misrepresented the situation. I wish you the best on your journey; stay strong ❤️ thank you to @babyblue-07​ for the creative help! Check out her page @babybluereads​ for fic recommendations! https://buckysbabygorl.tumblr.com/post/642078062396227584/hi-i-have-lymphoma-and-have-been-receiving
Word Count: 2,078
Today, just really, really fucking sucked.
Y/N laid in her bed, waiting for everyone to come back. Her parents had stepped out to the cafeteria with May; they’d missed lunch on account of the procedure, they wanted to make sure Y/N was feeling alright before they did anything else.
“I’m fine,” she said, “Go get something. I’ll be good for a bit.”
Hesitantly, they’d parted.
Her parents had been hovering, which she’d appreciated but sometimes it was all a little too much. Too overwhelming.
She didn’t know what she wanted anymore; when she had been diagnosed… it hadn’t been easy. Obviously.
It was tough on her mind, tough on her body. She was tired all of the time, she felt sick, she felt pain…
She didn’t know if having everyone around made her feel better or worse sometimes.
So right now she needed a second alone, just a moment to think.
A knock came on her door, and she looked up from her book.
“Hey,” she said, a soft smile on her lips.
Peter stood in the doorway, knuckle still pressed to the trim of the door frame. A half smile reflected hers, and he shuffled in.
“Hey, how’d it go?”
She sighed, “Fine, well as could be expected.”
He nodded, pulling the visitor’s chair up beside her bed, getting comfy as if it were his own home. That’s one of the things Y/N loved about Peter; he always felt like home.
They had always been close, growing up in the same apartment building for years, going to the same school. When Y/N’s parents were out and May and Ben used to babysit; and when the roles were reversed, of course her family would provide the same courtesy to Peter. After a while it was like they were family, and the two quickly became inseparable. They did everything together, and they were there through everything too. When Ben passed away, Y/N and her family made sure the Parker’s felt cared for and supported. And when Y/N was diagnosed, there was no doubt that the Parkers would be right there beside her. Especially Peter.
He was her best friend; he was her rock.
Yes she wanted to be alone; but the only exception for that was him.
Peter didn’t feel like another expectation to meet; another task to fulfill; one more thing she had to worry about… no.
Peter was easy; he was comfortable. Safety, home…
Sick… very sick.
“Oh shit,” She muttered, covering her mouth. Peter reacted immediately, grabbing the waste basket from beside the bed as she lurched forward. He caught her throw up just in time, and as she continued to retch into the bin he rubbed small circles on her back. He wanted to do more; but this was all he could manage. Reassurance, and being there when she needed it.
Puking or otherwise.
She sat back slowly, the action taking more energy out of her than she thought it would. He wiped a few stray hairs from her forehead, matted with sweat. He ran his thumb underneath her eye; she looked tired.
He wanted to make it go away; make it easier if he could. But he settled for caresses and smiles, it seemed to make her happier.
“Pete, can you grab the nurse for me?”
“Yeah of course.”
His hand dropped as he quickly scurried out; he waved down a nurse in the hall and smiled sadly as she stepped in. The door closed behind her, and Peter found himself leaning back against it. A long sigh escaping his lips; he surprised himself when he nearly found himself crying.
God, get a grip.
Nothing had happened but it felt like everything. He was frustrated; he hated that they couldn’t sit at the Thai restaurant like they used to, they didn’t beg the librarian to keep the place open for just a little bit longer. He wanted her to be healthy and happy; he wanted his Y/N back.
This thought almost made him cry more; she still was his Y/N, she was still her in every way. That beautiful, bright and strong woman he’d grown up with. He just knew this was hard for her, of course it was. And even though she was still that incredible woman; he knew she was losing hope.
He ran his hands through his hair, glancing around the hallway for an empty chair to wait in.
Alright, you know the side effects are hard. But she’s okay, she’ll be okay. Just let her rest, give her some space.
He plopped himself in his chair as a voice called for him.
“Hey kid.”
Peter turned his head to see Happy coming in his direction; snapping shut a flip cell phone.
Most people carried around normal phones, but Happy insisted on the dated technology for personal life calls and whatnot. Then again, expecting Happy to do something normal wasn’t really rational.
“Happy, what are you doing here?”
“I was around; wanted to stop by and check in.”
He nodded towards the closed door of Y/N’s designated room; “How’s she doing?”
Peter huffed, shaking his head.
“Today’s not really a good day; I think she just needs some rest.”
Happy nodded; it was to be expected. Not every day went by smoothly, but they had to take these bumps in the road to get Y/N back to the right place.
He didn’t really know what to say; he wasn’t always the best at reassurance. When it came to superheroes saving the world; sure. He could give them a quick jab, a motivating speech, get Tony’s or Peter’s head screwed on tight and send them back to the battlefield. But this wasn’t that; this was a scared kid with his best friend, and an uncertain future.
“Well, let me know if you need anything. I’m going to do everything I can to help; I’m here for you both.”
“Thank you, Happy”
He knew that something else was weighing on Peter; it was the drop in his shoulders, the tense biting of his inner cheek. Eyes somewhere else; yet nowhere.
May and Happy talked, of course. They’d been dating for quite sometime now; he had become her confidant and she, his. Happy knew how the kid felt for Y/N, they all did. It was no secret how they teased one another; how they kept to themselves; how they made sure to put time in their lives for one another.
May was worried; Peter had been wanting to say something for such a long time, she knew it. But now… she didn’t think he ever would.
“He probably thinks it’s selfish, knowing him. He never wants to…” she said to Happy, rubbing her hands nervously, “He never wants to be a burden.”
He wasn’t, of course. No one saw him that way; and Happy knew Y/N of all people would never think that.
He’d come to like the young girl; seeing her around the Parker apartment many times. She was an absolute delight; he couldn’t find a flaw in her. Maybe the need for independence; that fear Peter and her both shared, never wanting to be selfish, always thinking of someone else first.
But they both needed to be happy; and loving each other openly could be a step to that.
“And kid?”
Peter looked to him, waiting as Happy chose his words carefully.
“Don’t be afraid to tell her how you feel.”
Peter shook his head, “It’s not the right time Happy...”
“I know. But, someday it will be. You guys don’t have to start now, but when you feel ready and it feels right, don't hesitate kid.”
The nurse interrupted them, smiling as she waved to the young boy. “You can come in, she’s feeling better.”
He nodded, standing up beside Happy.
The older man nodded once more to the door, “You go ahead. I’ll wait for May.”
“Thanks Happy.”
Happy looked down at Peter, clasping a hand on his shoulder. “Anytime kid. I mean it.”
He smiled back at him, before slipping back into her room.
As he came in; he noticed how she wouldn’t look at him. The young girl looked to her lap, feeling the tears building.
“Y/N--what’s wrong?”
She looked up, choking back a sob. He saw it in her face; the anger, the sadness, the fatigue. Today just really fucking sucked.
“I can’t keep doing this,” she said, “I fucking hate it. I wanna go home.”
As she breathed out an exhausted cry, he rushed to her side. He pulled her into him; gentle but strong. She sobbed into his shoulder, as he mumbled reassurances into her ear.
“I’ve got you, it’s alright. Let it out…”
“I’m scared Peter; this is so hard—”
“Hey, hey. I know Y/N... I-I know it’s not easy. But you’re going to get through this. You’re the toughest person I know. And…”
He pulled away to look at her; he needed to see her when he spoke. He wanted to speak from his heart; for once he wasn’t scared to do so. As he stared into those beautiful eyes he’d found many moments of comfort in, the face he’d fallen so deeply in love with; he felt his mind begin to race. He wasn’t sure if what came next would make sense. But it would have to do.
“...Your life matters. Sometimes the things that matter most are... the hardest things we have to go through. So, for some reason you got dealt this. It’s not fair; but the fight is still worth it.”
As a tear rolled down his cheek, she reached up to wipe it away. He cupped her hand against his face as he looked into her eyes.
“Think about everything before this; think about all the memories we’ve had. Your family, everyone at school, every place you’ve been, every picture you’ve taken, every book you’ve read, every smile you’ve given—” He felt crazy; what was the point? What was he trying to say?
“All of those moments you’ve made, that you’ve had are beautiful. You’re so beautiful--so, so beautiful… there’s going to be so much more that you have to fight towards. I’m so proud of you for what you’ve done and how far you’ve come. You have to keep going; you have to keep trying. Your life means too much for you not to.”
He clutched her hands in his, holding her as if it was the only way his words would get across. Neither of them knew what would happen; but she knew she would fight, she knew that she had the love and support she needed to keep going. She knew that drive within her wouldn’t go away. Not when there was so much more for her moving forward.
“No matter what happens, I’ll be right here beside you.”
She nodded, she felt it. She felt his honesty; she knew his promise wasn’t only words. It was a bond; it was love… Tired, so tired…
He smiled sweetly, stopping himself from chuckling at her drowsiness. “Getting tired?”
“Mhm.” She mumbled.
He saddled up beside her, pulling her to him gently in the bed. They might get in trouble; but he didn’t really care. He wanted to be close to her; and she certainly was not opposed.
“TV on? He asked.
“Yeah,” she muttered, “Something stupid...”
As he grabbed the remote, clicking on the TV, he could’ve sworn a soft kiss was placed on his shoulder. His heart fluttered, but he let the moment pass as he sifted through the channels. Maybe it wouldn’t be today; or tomorrow. But someday, they wouldn’t be here. They’d be in each other's arms in another place, holding each other with sweet “I love you’s” breaking the silence. But tonight; she would fall asleep in his arms to the laugh track of a show neither of them could name; love unspoken, but prominent and indefinite. No matter what; he would be there. Always by her side.
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buckysbabygorl · 3 years
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Hey! Random appreciation post: loving @loving-bucky-is-easier and @babybluereads a little extra today ❤️❤️❤️
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