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natalieruhsman33 minutes ago
reminder that i take blurb/fics requests for anything marvel/harry potter/peaky blinders!! both character x reader fics or ship pairings are welcome :)
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amberspellharbor9 hours ago
I've seen that your requests are open, can you do something with reader gifting Bucky Barnes the 3 Lord of the Rings books? They were published after WWII, and reader knows he liked The Hobbit so she thinks it's something he'd like.
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I'm sorry it took so long to write it, I'm going as fast as I can while studying at the same time - I twisted the request a little bit to fit the story, I hope you'll like it !!!
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thismustbefakeme18 hours ago
Me: Give me the knife.
Bucky: Not a chance
Me: *pouting* but I wanna try the flipping thing.
Bucky: Doll. I love you, but I don鈥檛 trust you with sharp objects.
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amberspellharbor20 hours ago
Somewhere Only We Know (Bucky Barnes imagine)
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Request: @the-craziestone story about Bucky x Reader, where Bucky is really obsessed with Reader - But not in a creepy way, more like he's really really in love with her and he can only see her, like she's his world Anon: can you do something with reader gifting Bucky Barnes the 3 Lord of the Rings books? They were published after WWII, and reader knows he liked The Hobbit so she thinks it's something he'd like
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A/N: this is pure fluff with no warning, also I changed a tiny bit the second request to fit the story - enjoy ;)
He couldn鈥檛 explain the sadness he constantly felt every time he was walking through the streets of the city he used to know by heart. A stranger in a strange land was the best way to describe him. More than seventy years had passed, and he hadn鈥檛 witnessed any changes. While he had been a puppet deprived of freewill and controlled with the sole purpose of killing, he had missed the birth of a whole new world. Now, as he strode around the streets, he could easily remember each of their names, but none of them were familiar. His mind remained in the 1940鈥檚 and in the middle of the noises, surrounded by the sound of first responders vehicles, the children running around and cars piling up on the road, he was a stranger in his own home. It was an unsettling feeling, a pining melancholy that reminded him in every step he made that his Brooklyn didn鈥檛 exist anymore.聽
He was furious in a way, but mostly confused. Haunted by memories he had gotten back a second ago, and they didn鈥檛 fit this new reality. He wasn鈥檛 even nostalgic, but the loneliness was getting heavier every day. He could still picture the park he used to take his sister, the alley where Steve had gotten beaten up one day, the bakery his mother used to go to every morning. Treasure of souvenirs he would keep forever. And although the park, the alley and the streets names were still here, he was left alone walking down Brooklyn.聽
鈥淗ey, Y/N!鈥 He heard a voice shouting. 鈥淲here do I put those ?鈥澛
His head mechanically turned to a young boy carrying a heavy box of what looked like antics. Without thinking he crossed the road and when his eyes laid on the small shop, he gasped. There it was, one small piece of his past still here. It was an old bookstore he used to go to with his sister. The man, a friend, an immigrant from France with a thick accent, would let them stay for hours. Bucky loved reading to Rebecca. They would sit inside and she鈥檇 insist to hear The Hobbit. Fran莽ois, the man owning the store, would make coffee and stay with them, relating the stories he had heard around the world, telling them all about the France he had known. It was all still here. 鈥楢u Nom de la Rose鈥 was still here.聽
He didn鈥檛 hesitate a second and rushed inside the place, an honest smile on his face. His eyes roamed over the room and he took a deep breath. It was just like he remembered, a place filled with murmurs and whispers floating above his head and through the roof, indistinct conversations between friends, huge windows bringing in a powerful light at this hour of the day, plants in almost every corner. Even the atmosphere was the same, this powerful smell of imagination coming from the laying books on the shelves, begging to be read, mixing with a distinct smell coming from the dust. The small couch and the old table he used to sit by with his sister were also there. The wooden pieces had many rough and sharp edges but looked just as smooth and clean as he remembered. Finally, his eyes landed on a woman there. He watched her rearranging a bouquet of daffodils, breathing in the perfume of the vibrant flowers as she tended to them meticulously.聽
For some reason, he couldn鈥檛 look away. She felt familiar, like he had known her all his life, yet he had never seen her before. When she turned around he took an instinctive step toward her. She noticed, raised her head and that was the moment their eyes met. His breath caught in his throat when she smiled at him. He stood, frozen on the spot, staring at her. He couldn鈥檛 comprehend that instant connection. There was an inexplicable sense of excitement yet weird feeling that they had known each other forever, that they were meeting each other again after a long journey. He was transfixed, almost stuck by the confusing mixture of emotions but oddly comforted by them - all at the same time.聽
鈥淐an I help you ?鈥 She asked him.
He surprised himself thinking there was something eerily calming about her voice, that he could listen to her for hours.
鈥淒o I know you ?鈥 He quickly wondered out loud, mentally facepalming himself for his lack of tact.聽
鈥淪houldn鈥檛 I be asking that question ?鈥
鈥淲hy ?鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檝e been staring at me for the past five minutes鈥 She grinned.
鈥淚鈥檓 鈥 I鈥檓 sorry鈥 He apologized profusely. 鈥淚 didn鈥檛 mean to鈥︹澛
鈥淟ook weird ?鈥澛
He could swear his heart skipped a beat when he heard her laugh.
鈥淭his place is beautiful鈥
鈥淭hank you鈥澛
鈥淗ow long have you been working here ?鈥
鈥淔orever鈥 She smirked. 鈥淭he store belongs to my family. Passed on from generation to generation鈥澛
Bucky raised an eyebrow, surprised.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e related to Fran莽ois Y/L/N ?鈥 He questioned.
She tilted her head, crossing her arms.
鈥淣ow I鈥檓 intrigued鈥 She told him. 鈥淗ow do you know about my grandfather ?鈥澛
鈥淲e鈥檝e met,鈥 He answered without thinking. He rapidly realized his mistake when she narrowed her eyes in utter curiosity. 鈥淚 鈥 I didn鈥檛 mean 鈥 I mean 鈥 It was 鈥 It was a long time ago鈥
He gulped, hoping she wouldn鈥檛 push it. She looked him up and down, assessing him.聽
鈥淲hat鈥檚 your name, weirdo ?鈥 She inquired, giving him a skeptical glance.
鈥淏ucky. M鈥檃m鈥澛
She smirked.
鈥淟et me guess, a soldier ?鈥澛
鈥淗ow 鈥 ?鈥澛
鈥淵ou all have the same manners, and the same eyes鈥
鈥淲hat do you mean ?鈥
She was now standing in front of him, staring at his face with the most adorable smile he had ever seen.
鈥淵ou carry the same sadness and the horror you鈥檝e seen鈥 She replied honestly. 鈥淢y father was a lot like that too鈥澛
Her answer had the effect of a punch in the gut he hadn鈥檛 been expecting. He felt naked under her gaze, a stranger with the power to see through his soul.
鈥淚鈥檓 Y/N鈥 She introduced herself, raising her hand to shake his.
It was rare for him to smile truthfully but the unexpected bliss slowly growing made his lips twitch before he could even acknowledge it.
鈥淗i, Y/N鈥 He greeted her.
She chuckled, amused.聽
鈥淗i, Bucky鈥 She murmured.聽
After that encounter, he made a point of coming back as much as he could. He stayed for hours sitting on the couch, reading the same book over and over again. They shared quick words but he didn鈥檛 dare to start up a conversation, too afraid he would say something he shouldn鈥檛, something that would scare her away. He was content like this. There was no Winter Soldier, no war, no fight, no one else than Bucky. Being next to this girl was in itself a medication for him. It made no sense but she was so bright and radiant. Like a magnet, he was sucked into an invisible gravitational pull toward her.
By the second week of him coming into the store, she started to notice the small marks of attention. He would come so silently she wouldn鈥檛 hear a thing, bringing a fresh cup of coffee he would lay on her counter when she wasn鈥檛 looking, replacing the daffodils before they could fade, carrying the heavy boxes filled with new books. When she wasn鈥檛 working, she would grab something to read and sit next to him. They would exchange a smile but wouldn鈥檛 talk. The proximity was enough. Their presence was louder than any word. A quiet routine they were slowly creating.聽
By the fourth month, nothing had changed and that day was no different. Rain was pouring outside and the store was empty, except for Y/N and Bucky. Just as usual, he was reading in a corner while she was working. New stacks of books had arrived and she was methodically putting them on the shelves. Standing on a ladder, on the tip of her toes, she was so focused on the task she had failed to notice the soldier walking up to her.聽
鈥淒o you need any help ?鈥 He offered.聽
Surprised to hear his voice so close to her, she lost her balance and slipped. She yelped as her ankle hit one side of the ladder and automatically closed her eyes, anticipating the fall. She tried to brace herself but before her body could touch the ground she felt something cold holding her waist. Suddenly, instead of laying on the floor, she was against his hard chest, in a protective embrace. She recognized his arms around her and shivered at the odd coldness. He聽 felt it immediately and was quick to put some distance between them, making sure his metal arm was no more on her body and only his human hand was steadying her.聽
鈥淎re you alright ?鈥 He questioned. She pursed her lips, trying not to show that she was hurt when she heard how worried he sounded.聽
鈥淵eah, it鈥檚 fine. I鈥檓 fine鈥
He looked skeptic but didn鈥檛 say anything about it.
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 mean to scare you,鈥 He apologetically told her.
He took the books scattered on the ground, putting them away, and helped her walk to the couch.
鈥淵ou know, if the goal was to literally make me fall for you, I鈥檇 say you did a pretty good job there鈥 She flirted, making him chuckle.聽
He sat on the table in front of her and grabbed her calve, gently laying her leg on his thigh to assess the damage. From the corner of his eyes, he could see her blushing. It made him insanely happy to know he wasn鈥檛 the only one affected by their closeness. They tried not to look at one another, too embarrassed by the situation. This was the closest they had ever been and the touch on his skin on hers was more than enough to make her heart ready to jump out of her chest. When he clasped her injured ankle, she cried and instinctively pushed him back.聽
鈥淔ine, huh ?鈥 He repeated her own words with a smirk.
She huffed and rolled her eyes.
鈥淚t鈥檚 not a big deal, Bucky鈥 She reassured him. 鈥淚鈥檝e got to get back to work鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e not moving from this couch鈥 He ordered.
鈥淚s that an order, soldier ?鈥 She ironically threw at him, crossing her arms in annoyance.
鈥淵ou bet it is鈥
She watched him, intrigued, as he stood up and piled up some books on the table to put her ankle to rest on it.聽
鈥淣o moving around, got it ?鈥 He made sure she would follow his advice.
鈥淎ye, aye, Captain鈥
He chuckled聽
鈥淭echnically speaking, I鈥檓 not a Captain鈥 He confessed as he continued what she had been doing earlier and started putting the books carefully on the right shelves.聽
鈥淲ould you have preferred Sergeant ?鈥 She replied, bitting her lips, unsure this was the wrong moment to admit she knew who he was.
He instantly stopped what he was doing and slowly turned around to stare at her.
鈥淲hat did you say ?鈥 He asked, more scared than ever.
Up until that moment, he had avoided telling her who he was. Becoming part of the Avengers meant his identity wasn鈥檛 a secret anymore, and although he had done a terrific job staying hidden among the mass of people, it wouldn鈥檛 have taken more than a little push to find who he really was. He stood in front of her, frozen, not having a clue how to react.
鈥淪ergeant Barnes, isn鈥檛 it ?鈥 She sounded nervous, almost frightened to say his name out loud.
鈥淚鈥 鈥 He tried to say anything, but as the rain kept pouring outside, slowly turning into a thunderstorm, he blankly stared back.
鈥淲ould you have told me ?鈥 She whispered.
She humorlessly snorted.聽
鈥淲e鈥檝e known each other for more than three months, Bucky. I see you practically every day. Be honest, eventually would鈥檝e never come鈥澛
鈥淚t鈥檚 not like that鈥 He tried to explain.
鈥淚鈥檓 not mad, don鈥檛 worry鈥 She sadly smiled. 鈥淚 just wish鈥 I guess I wish you could鈥檝e trust me鈥澛
He rubbed his jaw in frustration and made a step toward her. Without breaking his gaze, he slowly took the glove off, revealing his metal hand. Still, he didn鈥檛 look at her, too afraid of her reaction. The cold metal had never felt so hot against his skin, a burning reminder of the stranger he had become.
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 want you to be scared,鈥 He admitted in a broken voice.聽
鈥淥f you ?鈥 She was surprised. 鈥淲hy would I be ?鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 not a good man, Y/N鈥
鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you let me be the judge of that ?鈥澛
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 understand鈥︹
鈥淭he red box under the counter鈥 She interrupted him. 鈥淐an you take it for me ? And turn the sign of the shop, we鈥檙e closed.鈥
He gave her a puzzled look, but did as she said anyway. He locked the front door and took the box she asked for before walking to her and putting it directly in her hands.
鈥淪it鈥 She instructed him.
He didn鈥檛 dare to stay near her and chose to stay on an opposite chair.
鈥淚 found this a little after you and I met鈥 She told him, motioning to the box. 鈥淚t was in the basement, hidden under old junks my parents had kept over the years鈥
He let her speak, not understanding where this was going or why she was telling him about that. She slowly opened the mystery box and took a small envelope out of it. It looked old, so old the paper had turned into a deep shade of yellow.
鈥淢y grandfather wrote this鈥 She confessed. 鈥淚n 1957. It鈥檚 addressed to Bucky and Rebecca Barnes. I believe it belongs to you鈥澛
She handed him the letter that he took with shaky hands.
鈥淗ow did you鈥 ?鈥 He started to ask.
鈥淚t was a long shot,鈥 She explained. 鈥淭he first time you were here, you said my grandfather's name like it meant something to you. Like you really knew him. When I found the box, and the envelope, I didn鈥檛 make the connection with you right away. But your name was all I needed to start my research. My parents kept pretty much everything so it didn鈥檛 took me too long to find an old photo with you and him, back in the 1930鈥瞫鈥澛
He wasn鈥檛 moving at all when she showed him a picture Fran莽ois had taken of them right before he was enlisted.聽
鈥淚 wanted to wait for the right time to tell you, I guess. I mean, you have enough ghosts as it is鈥
鈥淪till not scared ?鈥 He inquired in a humorless chuckle.
鈥淣ot one bit鈥 She didn鈥檛 hesitate to reply.
She softly smiled and motioned for him to come closer. When he sat next to her, she moved the box from her lap to his.聽
鈥淲e were friends, Fran莽ois and I鈥 He recalled, his eyes glued on the letter. 鈥淗e was married to Eloise. This bookstore was their treasure. He kept repeating that I shouldn鈥檛 go to war when I could stay hidden under the pages of books that would take me around the world without risking my life鈥
She took his metal palm between her fingers when she heard his voice breaking. He almost tried to remove it but she tightly entwined their hands together.
鈥淢aybe he was right鈥 He muttered under his breath.
鈥淥r maybe you and I were meant to meet almost a century later鈥 She shrugged.
He snorted before turning around the envelope to open it. Y/N gently laid her head against his shoulder and let him read in silence. She didn鈥檛 move when she felt his body shaking with tears but only held his hand harder.
鈥淭hey鈥檙e originals, from 1954 I think. He kept them for you鈥 She told him as he slowly took what was in the red box. A set of three old books. 鈥淲hy Lord of the Rings, though ?鈥澛
He laughed,sniffing, before brushing the tears off his face and staring down at the woman. At that very moment, he felt like the journey was done. His soul had stopped the search it had been on for a time that felt like forever. Like a century.聽
鈥淢y sister and I, we used to come here often,鈥 He said in a melancholic grin. Sorrow was finally starting to be replace by something much better, happiness. 鈥淲e would sit on this very couch and she would make me read the Hobbit. She used to love that story so much.鈥
鈥淗ow many times has she make you read it ?鈥 The woman smirked.
鈥淓nough to remember every single word鈥 He exaggerated, making her giggle. 鈥淲hen I told Fran莽ois I was leaving, he said he would send me books to help me travel away from the war, even just for a moment. I guess he kept them, hoping I would come back. Even after I was declared dead鈥澛
鈥淢aybe deep down he knew you weren鈥檛鈥
鈥淎nd he planned this whole meeting with his granddaughter ?鈥 He ironically added.
鈥淥h no, that was beyond him. That was fate, Barnes鈥
鈥淚 was meant to find you鈥 He agreed, a deep feeling of love and utter contentment forming in his heart. He bent his head down and let all he needed to say be spoken through the kiss they shared.聽
鈥淲ill you read it to me ?鈥 She playfully requested.
Overflowed with joy, he smirked and kissed her forehead before opening the old book on his lap. There it was, the only choice he needed to make. The only home he had yearn to create. Her.聽
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syven-siren21 hours ago
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There are very few days such as this: no missions, no saving the world, just quiet conversation and equipment upgrades. Sam and Joaqu铆n are discussing the new adjustments to his wings when your laughter rings out through the near-empty air hanger. Across the room, you and Bucky, deep in conversation, take no notice of the sets of eyes now observing you, one more intensely than the other.
鈥淥h鈥︹ It鈥檚 at that moment that Sam observes the stark difference in his prot茅g茅鈥檚 posture. The way his back is now straight, shoulders squared, gaze fixed on your figure, and lips slightly parted in awe as if you had just performed one sort of miracle, 鈥淥H!鈥
It takes several more ticks of the clock鈥檚 arms before Joaqu铆n finally acknowledges Sam鈥檚 outburst. His eyes flick back to Sam before settling on you once again, 鈥淲hat?鈥
鈥淵ou like her!鈥 The older man announces his epiphany as if it鈥檚 the most obvious thing in the world now. Joaqu铆n鈥檚 denials go unheard over Sam鈥檚 laughter, 鈥淵ou do. You stare at her all the time. You nearly lose your mind when having a conversation with her. I鈥檝e never seen someone have that much trouble talking with another person before. It all makes sense now!鈥
Sam鈥檚 chuckles are now full-on belly laughs, the kind that make him grab at his sides and cause his abdominal muscles to clench in soreness. Meanwhile, Joaqu铆n is the embodiment of embarrassment, hands waving frantically in the air and eyes darting between Sam and the location where you stand, 鈥淪hhh! Shhhh! Before her and Bucky hear you!鈥
鈥淪o it鈥檚 true then?!鈥
As if his presence was magically spoken into existence, Bucky suddenly appears behind the two, 鈥淲hat鈥檚 true?鈥
鈥淥h, fuck鈥︹ With a hand over his racing heart, Joaqu铆n slinks away from Buck, hoping to create enough should he in a head start in fleeing.
鈥淛aoqu铆n, here, is crushing on our girl (Y/N).鈥
Bucky鈥檚 silence lingers as he contemplates the information before finally deciding to step into Joaqu铆n personal space, 鈥淟ook here kid. (Y/N) is very important to us and if you do anything to hurt her, if you even think about doing something to hurt her, I will hunt. you. down.
鈥淥f course. I鈥檇 never do anything to hurt her, sir. I promise.鈥
Bucky holds his stare, perhaps hoping to somehow project the images of what he鈥檇 do should the man ever break your heart. It would not be pleasant but to protect you, Bucky would walk through hell itself. Sam is the one to interrupt the silent communication. In a hushed whisper, he continues his teasing, 鈥淥ooooh, Joaqu铆n. Here she comes! Get ready.鈥
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Requested by Anon: 鈥淗ey! Can i request a Joaquin Torres x Avenger!reader where the reader is very close to Sam and Bucky, and when they notice Torres has a crush on the reader or something, Sam teases while Buck gets protective like a big brother? Thanks have a good鈥
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imaginedreamwrite22 hours ago
Everything Has Changed: Part 13
Days spent in the state of the art lab preparing for the first attempts at the experimental synthesis of medication and DNA modifications that would ignite those receptors that drew omega鈥檚 to alpha鈥檚 and vice versa. It was the first day of the experiment and the entire lab was buzzing with excitement and hopefulness that this would further limit the repercussions of the Snap and Blip.
With the volunteers already checked into the lab, you were in the midst of preparing for your part in the experiment, when the approach of Dr. Banner had stopped you in your tracks.
On his approach, your stomach tightened as you recognized the face of bad news. You didn鈥檛 know what he was going to tell you or what would become of the rest of your day, but you knew that something was going to change.
You could feel it in your bones, you could see it clearly in his eyes and the way he carried himself that there was something unspoken that was bothering him.
You moved away from the core of the lab toward the far left side that was much quieter and would allow for a hushed conversation. When you came to stand in front of him, you shoved your hands into your lab coat pockets, fiddling with the pen to keep your nerves at a low.
鈥淒r. Banner, what鈥檚 the bad news?鈥 You asked even if you didn鈥檛 want to. If you could鈥檝e remained ignorant, you would have. However whether you wanted to know or not, Dr. Banner would tell you.
鈥淵/N,鈥 he crossed his arms over his chest, hesitating to speak, 鈥淚 know that you鈥檝e spent countless hours preparing for the launch of this procedure-鈥
鈥-but鈥?鈥 You felt the preemptive sting of tears.
鈥淵ou can鈥檛 be a part of the experiment itself. The conditions to be part of the actual testing of the procedure are very clear-鈥
鈥淲hat did I do wrong?鈥 Tears blurred your vision, the airy gasps that left your mouth were the tip of the emotional iceberg.
鈥淣othing, Y/N. You did nothing wrong. You鈥檙e brilliant and talented, however the conditions do not allow pregnant women to partake in the procedure.鈥
鈥淧regnant?鈥 Your eyebrows furrowed and you wrapped your arms around yourself. 鈥淚鈥檓 not pregnant鈥︹
鈥淚 had to do a final test on the blood we鈥檇 taken and on every sample you鈥檇 given us to confirm your readiness. When I test your sampled and your blood, I got the confirmations.鈥
To prove the point he was trying to make, Dr. Banner handed you the tablet in his hands with all the data already loaded snd ready for you to see. On the tablet screen was the clear image of your hormone levels that has shifted as well as the sharp spike in estrogen and progesterone that proved not only were you pregnant, but the levels in which they鈥檇 increased had opened the possibility up to their being more than one baby.
鈥淭here鈥檚 no symptoms.鈥
鈥淵ou know as well as I do the symptoms of pregnancy鈥檚 may not show up within the first month. Based on the hormone levels, I鈥檇 say you鈥檙e just under a month.鈥 Dr. Banner placed his hand on your shoulder snd squeezed.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, Y/N. But in my good conscience I can鈥檛 allow you to be one of the constant鈥檚 in the experiment. You can still run the trial and head it up if you would wish, however being part of it is no longer an option.鈥
鈥淧regnant.鈥 You stared at the tablet while mentally being a mile away.
Kids. You鈥檇 always wanted kids, but later on in your life. You were only 22 and you鈥檇 just started your career.
You heard Dr. Banner speak yet you couldn鈥檛 take your attention off the numbers on the screen. You couldn鈥檛 take your eyes off the hormone spikes and the clear data that damned you from your own trial.
鈥淵ou should tell Steve and Bucky-鈥
鈥淓xcuse me.鈥 You handed the tablet back to him, more like shoved it into his arms, and pushed past him.
鈥淵/N, talk to Steve and Bucky. Tell them before you-鈥
鈥淚 need air. I need-鈥 you slipped your lab coat off and tossed it toward a desk chair. Before it could even land on the chair, you were headed toward the door of the lab. You placed your hand against the biometric lock and wait the half second as it scanned your DNA before it let you out. You slipped through the door and moved in a haze, completing everything action that would take you from the lab, to the elevator and then to the lobby of Stark Tower. You moved by autonomy, while your head was reeling and you were consumed by a constant barrage of questions aimed at yourself and your situation.
鈥淵/N!鈥 Your name was called but you kept moving. 鈥淵/N, stop!鈥
You kept moving until you collided with a body made of muscle snd strength. After colliding with the body, you craned your neck and studied the man hovering over you, relief and insignificant anguish at the pair of blue eyes watching you.
His brown hair, thick and luscious, was cut short. It was a new look for him after having his longer hair for a while. He was clean shaven too, it looked as fresh as his haircut. His blue eyes were caught between concern and caution, his hands reaching out to grab your arms.
He was your alpha, you should find comfort in his touch and yet鈥
鈥淲hat鈥檚 wrong, sweetheart?鈥 He was holding your arms in gentle grasps. 鈥淵ou didn鈥檛 hear me calling your name. What鈥檚 wrong?鈥
Pregnant. You were pregnant.
鈥淚 need air. I need to get out of here. I need鈥︹ Your eyes dart around the lobby of Stark tower, your stomach churning the burning acid inside.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e okay.鈥 Bucky cupped your cheeks. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e going to be okay just-鈥
鈥淣o!鈥 You slapped his hands away. 鈥淣o im not going to be okay! I鈥檓 not okay! I need air!鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e having a panic attack,鈥 he reached for you again, 鈥渓et me help you.鈥
You stepped back, your eyes widening as the sting of bile rose in your throat. The word PREGNANT has been at the forefront of your mind, repeating on a record.
You wanted kids, but not yet. You鈥檇 worked so hard to get where you are now.
鈥淏aby please-鈥
You were going to be sick. You couldn鈥檛 breathe and you were going to be sick. You felt the bile rise in your throat, the stinging acid that burned as it crawled, the fresh wave of bushes tears making it hard to see as you nearly collapsed from the shock of what had just conspired.
鈥淎re you okay?鈥 Bucky was on you in an instant, an arm wrapped around your waist to steady you. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e flush.鈥
鈥淚 need air鈥︹ You mumbled under your breath, settling into a panic attack that was sever enough to induce nausea.
鈥淟et me help you upstairs, doll.鈥 Bucky started to help you stand and while his touch was comfortable, it was almost smothering.
His presence as an alpha gave you comfort you knew you needed yet it had also made you feel as if your breathing was even more restricted than it had been. It made you feel as though you were truly gasping for air.
鈥淣o!鈥 You pushed him off of you with unknown strength. 鈥淣o! I need air! I need to be alone!鈥
You rebuffed him and ran with all you had in you to the exit. You burst through the doors of Stark tower and pressed on even further. You ran until your lungs were burning and your heart was beating like a war drum in your chest and when you finally stopped, you sunk.
You sunk to your knees and wrapped your arms around yourself as you cried, as you screamed your frustrations.
You wanted to be a mother and you wanted your career.
You wanted a baby and you wanted your own mother back.
You wanted a family with Steve and Bucky, and you wanted to see the fruits of your years of hard work.
You cried until you couldn鈥檛 anymore. You cried until your voice was horse and your eyes were puffy.
You don鈥檛 know how long you were out there, wherever you were. You didn鈥檛 know how long you鈥檇 spent curled into yourself, crying until your voice was weak. You鈥檇 spent your energy running from your anxieties, running from the news that flipped your world upside down.
鈥淚t鈥檚 okay.鈥 Steve鈥檚 voice hit your ears, the suffocating comfort was replaced with gentility. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e okay, doll.鈥
He came to your side and held you, he came to your side and embraced you as you broke down in his arms. You clung to him with as much might as you could gather, silently accepting the shift in comfort as he pulled you into his lap in whatever alley or on whatever street you鈥檇 found yourself on.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e going to be okay, sweetheart.鈥 Steve mumbled into your hair, he pressed his lips against the side of your forehead and soothes you with the gentle rocking of his body. 鈥淟et me take you home. Please.鈥
鈥淭ake me home.鈥 You went lax in his arms, knowing that you had a lot more processing to go through but it would be better to do it in the comfort of their presence, with them being part of the conversation.
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ajbwasntwriting23 hours ago
My inspiration to write is dead so please fill my inbox with requests/prompts literally everything
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honeyedtulipsa day ago
songbook 馃摉
馃尲馃尫馃尯馃尰鈽侊笍 welcome to my garden! pick a flower, listen to some tunes, and enjoy your stay! 鈾 thank you so much for stopping by, i hope to see you again 馃尲馃尫馃尯馃尰鈽侊笍
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fanfuckingtastic04a day ago
So, I鈥檓 not gonna be able to post the next chapter of Love & Other Desires tomorrow coz I have a test that I鈥檝e barely prepared for and am stressed about. I will be posting it in the first half of next week tho and hopefully I can get back on track.
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instafic-for-readersa day ago
Cap USA and his OAP鈥檚 (Bucky Barnes)
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fictionalmemoirsa day ago
Buckyvision Part 2: An Unideal Life
Summary: In this reality, you and Sam have a relationship too close for Bucky鈥檚 liking and he can鈥檛 do anything about it.
Pairings: Captain America!Sam Wilson x You
Warnings: swearing, gun violence
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From being surrounded by a scarlet energy, Bucky was suddenly transported into an alleyway in the middle of the day.
鈥淏ucky, this way,鈥 a gruff voice whispered from behind. As Bucky looked back, he saw Sam entering an unmarked building. Automatically, switching into Winter Solider mode, Bucky stealthily followed Sam.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 going on?鈥 Bucky whispered as he and Sam ran up a staircase. He wanted to get some idea of what was going on, so he didn鈥檛 get blindsided.
鈥淲e鈥檙e following, Y/N remember? Torres said she had popped up on his radar around here. We literally just talked about this,鈥 Sam answered, annoyed.
鈥淩ight, right,鈥 Bucky took note then shot back, 鈥淵ou know it鈥檚 just when you talk, it鈥檚 hard to listen. Your voice is not pleasing to the ears at all.鈥
鈥淵ou didn鈥檛 have to come you know,鈥
鈥淪ure I did, you鈥檙e hopeless without me and you don鈥檛 even have Y/N,鈥
鈥淛ust be quiet and stay out of the way,鈥 Sam rolled his eyes and put his hand up to silence Bucky. Bucky didn鈥檛 say anything as they approached the door with roof access. Sam looked at Bucky. Bucky in turn nodded to signal that he was ready. Sam slowly and quietly reached for the door handle and turned it.
鈥淲hy are you moving like a turtle?鈥 Bucky furrowed his forehead.
鈥淚 don鈥檛 want her to see or hear us. Element of surprise remember?鈥 Sam shook his head in disbelief, 鈥淵ou really don鈥檛 listen,鈥
鈥淏ut it鈥檚 Y/N, why do we want to surprise her?鈥 Bucky asked in confusion. For the whole time, he thought that you were maybe kidnapped, and they were on the way to rescue you.
鈥淒id you hit your head or something?鈥 Sam let go of the door and turned to Bucky almost fuming.
鈥淯hh鈥︹ Bucky hesitated to answer, 鈥淛ust remind me?鈥
鈥淪eriously?鈥 Sam snapped.
鈥淛ust remind me,鈥 Bucky repeated getting frustrated himself.
Sam huffed, 鈥淵ou know what? No, just stay behind.鈥
鈥淛ust tell me,鈥 Bucky grunted, but Sam ignored him and went on the roof quietly. Bucky let out a frustrated sigh and followed him silently. In the distance of the rooftop, Bucky saw you and his jaw dropped. You had shorter than usual hair, and wore a red skintight suit while holding a large sniper rifle. You had one foot on the edge of the building as you stared into the distance looking for your mark. It was all very femme fatale, and he was all for it.
鈥淥h man,鈥 Bucky sighed dreamily as he admired you from afar. He hadn鈥檛 seen you like this before and it stirred something inside him. You were very competent as a fighter, but you had a very class clown energy usually. You loved throwing out quips to the bad guys which was still entertaining but seeing you glare鈥an, it was enough to get Bucky鈥檚 heart pounding. He imagined looking up at you from some bed as you pushed him down forcefully and and got on top. Bucky鈥檚 cheeks burned.
鈥淪he looks hot,鈥 Bucky continued his comment, 鈥淲ow鈥his is really doing it for me,鈥
鈥淎re you fucking serious?鈥 Sam whispered aggressively.
鈥淲hat? Don鈥檛 deny it. Y/N looks really good in that suit and with the hair. I mean鈥鈥檇 let her scratch me while we鈥檙鈥斺
鈥淪top right there. Don鈥檛 finish that sentence,鈥 Sam interrupted, 鈥淔irst of all, she looks great, you don鈥檛 have to tell me that. But second, don鈥檛 talk about my girlfriend li鈥斺
鈥淕IRLFRIEND?!鈥 Bucky cried out in shock, 鈥淪ince when?鈥
鈥淏e quiet!鈥 Sam hissed. It was already too late though because you had already noticed them. Sam knew this. You quickly aimed your large sniper rifle knowing that the two would take a while before getting to you. Sam threw his shield at you hoping to stop your assassination attempt while Bucky ran towards you. You simply put up a forcefield to protect yourself from the shield then grabbed the handgun from your thigh. You shot at Bucky to slow him down. He raised his metal hand to block the bullets and continued to run towards you. At this point, Sam had begun to run towards you as well. Becoming impatient, you formed another force field and pushed both of them to the side of the building. As Bucky and Sam were propelled sideways, Bucky quickly grabbed the edge of the building with his metal hand while grabbing Sam with his flesh hand.
鈥淵ou should鈥檝e just stayed behind!鈥 Sam yelled at him.
鈥淵eah, and how would you have survived this?鈥 Bucky grunted while swinging Sam side to side.
鈥淚 have wings, dumbass,鈥
Before Sam could do anything, Bucky roared and flung Sam back up onto the rooftop. As Bucky pulled himself up, he heard a gunshot noise and Sam shout,
Bucky breathed in and out and pulled himself up quickly. As he got on top of the roof, he saw Sam trying to negotiate with you.
鈥淚t鈥檚 me, Y/N. It鈥檚 Sam. Remember me? I鈥檓 your boyfriend and we love each other very much so please snap out of it,鈥
鈥淭hat鈥檚 not going to work,鈥 Bucky told him while studying you. You slowly moved your gaze from Sam to Bucky while keeping a serious face. Your eyes traveled from the top of his head to his feet and then back up. You then raised an eyebrow at him. This sent a small chill down his spine. Jeez what was it about you right now? Was it the haircut or the way you looked at him?
鈥淲hat do you suggest we do then?鈥 Sam retorted, 鈥淭his is how Steve got through to you,鈥
Bucky began to piece things together. You were brainwashed by HYDRA or something and turned into their personal weapon. It made sense as to why Sam and Torres were keeping a close eye on you and how popping up on the radar made them want to move quickly. It also made sense that the element of surprise was important.
鈥淗ow many times have you tried bringing her back using her memories and how many times has it worked?鈥 Bucky inquired. Sam didn鈥檛 say anything and looked away in shame. It was true that Sam tried this many times before and got no response. Bucky on the other hand didn鈥檛 mean for his question to be an attack on Sam, he just really wanted to know. Based on Sam鈥檚 response, however, Bucky deduced that the memory recall strategy hadn鈥檛 worked very well. This meant one of two things: 1) The memories of Sam and you weren鈥檛 strong enough to get you to snap out of it or 2) You weren鈥檛 brainwashed the same way he was. There was something else that was controlling you.聽
Bucky needed to test a few things. He grabbed Sam鈥檚 shield and threw it to you. At the same time, Bucky dashed forward. He needed some hand-to-hand combat time with you. The original Bucky from this universe might have already known, but he still needed to piece the whole puzzle out. This time, you didn鈥檛 dodge the shield, but you actually caught it. Damn, that was hot too. As Bucky lunged forward, you flipped backwards and threw the shield at him. He caught it but his eyes never left you. You were never this graceful before. Had you always been catlike in this universe or was it something else? Before Bucky could do anything else, you had jumped off the building.
鈥淣O!鈥 he darted forward and reached out for you. As he extended his grasp, Bucky鈥檚 flesh fingers barely brushed against the sleeve of your suit. Meanwhile, his metal arm bumped against the edge of the rooftop an stopped him from falling off. He watched as your body gracefully fell down the building. Suddenly he saw a white winged figure come up from behind you. Sam had grabbed you from behind and lifted you high up in the air. His hands were wrapped around your biceps.
鈥淵/N, this isn鈥檛 you!鈥 Sam shouted in your ear as his grip around you tightened. You tried to wriggle out of his hands, but you weren鈥檛 in a position to get any leverage. From below, Bucky watched as you both struggled mid-air. He began searching his pockets for anything that could help. On his right pocket was something that felt like a dart. As Bucky pulled it out, he saw that it was something that resembled a tranquilizer dart. At least this universe鈥檚 Bucky was somewhat prepared. He began to feel around his body for a dart gun or something. After a while, he finally found something that could be used. Unfortunately, it already seemed like you had already broken free from Sam and were freefalling.
You surrounded yourself with a force field to protect your body when landing. As the you reached the rooftop, your force field created a crater on top of the building. The force field absorbed the much of the impact and allowed you to land unscathed. You looked around for any sign of the other person but was surprised when you saw the rooftop completely empty. You quietly grabbed the sniper rifle you had left behind and strutted towards the exit. As you opened the door, your eyes met the gaze of the Winter Soldier standing on the other side. Before you could react, he had plunged the dart into your left arm. You pushed yourself backwards and began to run away. As you ran however your head began to feel fuzzy and your legs felt weak.
Bucky watched as you tried to run away. You didn鈥檛 get too far before collapsing on the ground. Bucky slowly approached you examined your body. Everything seemed normal but as he cupped your neck with his human hand, he felt a small, unnatural bump. Bucky carefully adjusted you to see the back of your neck more. Luckily, your short hair allowed for easy access and viewing. He saw the unnatural and long bump on the back of your neck. It was evident to him that something was inserted into your neck. It was possible that the device connected all the way to your brain, so he hesitated to pull it out completely. Bucky picked you up and went to go find Sam to resolve the problem.
Your eyes slowly opened to see Bucky sitting in the corner of your hospital room. His eyes were closed and arms crossed. He was probably waiting a long while for you to wake up, you figured. After telling Bucky that you and Sam were dating, he had cut off contact with you guys. It was surprising and totally unexpected. So, when you saw Bucky, you felt some relief.
鈥淗ey,鈥 you weakly called to him. This however was enough for Bucky to hear as his eyes snapped open and he turned to you.
鈥淗ey,鈥 he stood up and pulled his chair towards your bed, 鈥淗ow are you feeling?鈥
鈥淟ike I was hit by a train鈥hat happened?鈥 you asked him. Bucky placed his clasped hands onto the hospital bed and leaned forward.
鈥淔rom what I heard, you got kidnapped and brainwashed into being an assassin.鈥 He gave you a small smile that made your insides feel warm. Tears welled up in your eyes. It had been so long since you last saw him, and it felt like forever since he smiled at you.
鈥淚t鈥檚 all Sam鈥檚 fault. You shouldn鈥檛 have picked him,鈥 Bucky casually said, but you knew he was joking this time, so you let out a weak laugh. Bucky continued, 鈥淚 fixed it though so no need to worry. Also, if you really wanted to know what being a brainwashed assassin felt like, you should鈥檝e just asked me.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 glad you鈥檙e not upset anymore,鈥 you told him.
Bucky inhaled deeply and let out a sharp exhale while leaning back in his chair. He pursed his lips and contemplated the next words that would come out of his mouth. He couldn鈥檛 really say anything about being upset because this wasn鈥檛 his life. Maybe in this life, he was madly in love with you but didn鈥檛 have the courage to say anything. He was slow and lost you to Sam. If Bucky considered the situation, which he had while waiting for you to wake up, he would鈥檝e probably been really upset too. After all, he was initially upset when you two had fought and you moved out. He pretended he didn鈥檛 care to protect himself, but he was deeply wounded. He was pretty devastated when he returned to the apartment to find your room empty. The nice part about your departure was that he didn鈥檛 have to see you at all. It was all very out of sight, out of mind. In this life, he was probably working with you and Sam and being a third wheel on missions probably felt shitty.
鈥淲ell鈥 don鈥檛 know about that,鈥 was all Bucky said to preserve the pride of the original Bucky of this reality.
鈥淧lease James,鈥 you pouted while reaching for his hand. Bucky allowed you to hold his hand and stroke it gently with your thumb. You pleaded, 鈥淟et it go鈥鈥檓 happy, Sam鈥檚 happy鈥 you should be happy for us,鈥
鈥淚 like your new haircut,鈥 Bucky changed the subject.
鈥淗e鈥檚 going to propose soon,鈥 you suddenly said. You were not his Y/N. This life that he was currently in wasn鈥檛 his so he couldn鈥檛 take anything that happened personally. But even with that being said, your sudden news felt like a stab in the chest. It wasn鈥檛 that he didn鈥檛 like Sam or that Sam was a bad person, but he supposed that if you were going to be with anyone鈥e wanted it to be him. This of course was a new sentiment and maybe he developed it after spending a whole day with a version of you that was his wife and the mother of his children. Or maybe this was the feelings of the Bucky who usually inhabited this reality. Did any of those Buckys reside in him while he was there? Did they stay unconscious or were they transported to his life?
鈥淎nd how do you know that?鈥 Bucky asked while trying to sound casual.
鈥淚 saw the ring box in our apartment while I was cleaning,鈥 you divulged while smiling goofily. Your demeanor and personality had completely changed after taking out that device, Bucky noticed. Your glare and silence had been replaced by a sunnier disposition. He preferred it this way. No matter how hot he found your assassin side, he preferred an affectionate and talkative you any day.
鈥淲ow, he鈥檚 shit at hiding things too.鈥 Bucky mumbled, 鈥淎re you sure you want to be with this guy?鈥
鈥淚 missed you,鈥 you then expressed while tightening your grip on his hand. Bucky inhaled deeply and felt a buzz in his chest. These were words that would affect him even in his own reality. When you had first called for him to help out with Wanda he was in total shock. Of all the people you could鈥檝e called, it was him. However, when you saw him, you were all business. Because of your formality, Bucky decided to keep a wall up and hardened his heart. But the words you had just uttered were probably the ones he wanted to hear from the you in his own reality the most. This almost felt therapeutic to him.
鈥淚鈥︹ he paused for a moment then said sincerely, 鈥淚 missed you too,鈥
You smiled and gave Bucky鈥檚 hand a light squeeze of affection,
鈥淗ow have you been then?鈥 you asked him.
鈥淭errible,鈥 he answered honestly although he didn鈥檛 know if it was true for this Bucky.
鈥淲ell, you could always come back to working with us,鈥 you suggested.
鈥淎nd watch you guys be gross and cutesy with each other during missions? No thanks, I鈥檇 rather gouge out my eyes.鈥
鈥淒ramatic as usual,鈥 you slapped his hand, 鈥淪am and I are very professional and would never do that.鈥
Bucky snorted then gave a smirk in disbelief. You opened your mouth to comment when the door slammed open as Sam rushed in with a bag of food in his hand. He dropped the food bag and shoved Bucky against the wall as he approached your bed. He cupped your face and quickly kissed you. It was a pretty long kiss Bucky thought. Sam then pulled away and scanned your face for any other injuries. You assured him that everything was okay while rubbing his arms. You cupped Sam鈥檚 neck and pulled him towards you for a short kiss before pressing your forehead against his.
鈥淚 love you,鈥 you told Sam.
鈥淚 love you too,鈥 he replied.
Bucky unconsciously clenched his fists and jaw. He felt almost disgusted seeing Sam shower you with affection. All he could do however was look away.
鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry this happened. I promise it won鈥檛 happen again,鈥 Sam kissed your forehead.
鈥淚t鈥檚 okay, don鈥檛 worry about it. I鈥檓 fine.鈥
鈥淚 love you,鈥 Sam said again.
鈥淚 love you,鈥 you smiled at him. Bucky rolled his eyes and quietly gagged. Knowing he couldn鈥檛 take any more of this saccharine display of emotions, Bucky began to leave.
鈥淏ucky wait,鈥 you called out to him, 鈥淧lease don鈥檛 go.鈥
鈥淒on鈥檛 worry, I鈥檓 gonna just stand outside. I don鈥檛 want to get in the way of your reunion,鈥 he explained.
鈥淥kay,鈥 you smiled and watched him leave.
Bucky tried to keep his word and stood outside. He leaned against the wall across from your room. There was a little window that showed you and Sam. You two looked at each other with affection and it was sickeningly sweet. It was official: this reality sucked. Bucky didn鈥檛 want to pretend any more that he was okay and that this pained emotion was inherited from the Bucky of this reality. This sucked. Again, Sam was a great guy and probably a great partner so it wasn鈥檛 technically bad but it wasn鈥檛 ideal. He kept reminding himself that Sam was a good guy and good partner for you. However, when he watched Sam kiss you and hold you, Bucky鈥檚 blood began boiling. He didn鈥檛 know why鈥.okay he knew why鈥e was jealous but who could blame him? You were his wife! Okay you weren鈥檛 in this reality, but you were in a different life! Bucky ran his fingers through his hair and lightly slammed his head against the wall. Why didn鈥檛 this Bucky tell you how he felt a lot sooner? Why鈥檇 he drop the ball? Bucky at this point totally understood why this reality鈥檚 Bucky cut contact. It felt terrible to be constantly reminded of your mistake. Just then, a flash of red from the corner caught Bucky鈥檚 eye. As he looked, he saw the same scarlet energy that moved him from the first world to this. The energy looked like a large crack on the wall almost. As a nurse passed him, Bucky stopped her,
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry to interrupt, but uhm, do you see that red light?鈥 he asked her. She looked around the hallway then shook her head.
鈥淣o? Okay, thanks, I should probably go see a doctor soon,鈥 he gestured for her to leave. So he was the only one who saw Wanda鈥檚 whatever. For a moment Bucky just stood and waited. Maybe someone would come out this time. However, the longer he waited, the smaller the crack became. Bucky gave you and Sam one more look. Sam had moved onto the bed and spooned you. Bucky inhaled and exhaled sharply. Fuck this reality. He walked towards the crack and the world around him disappeared again.
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pistachiojbarnesa day ago
tbh ive been thinking of writing a multiple chapter fic (with longer chapters, i promise i can write those LOL) where y/n or the reader was best friends with steve and bucky in the forties and works alongside peggy as an agent. while saving bucky with steve, they fall down alongside bucky and get kidnapped by hydra. they then are trained just like bucky, as a winter soldier and i might just follow the timeline of the movies or do something else, i鈥檓 not quite sure yet.
it鈥檚 100% inspired by other fics i鈥檝e read where similar events have happened so originality is hard plot wise but i wanna put my own spin on it and see how it works out. so depending on how i manage my time, i鈥檒l see if it can get done. but i will try to post my regular one-shot imagines!!
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wigglywoowandaa day ago
Age Gap {Chris Evans & Sebastian Stan}聽One-shot
Requested?: yes
Request:聽 Can I get a request for either Sebastian or Chris where the reader(early 20s) and him discuss age gap?
Words: 1.2K聽
***Warnings and Potential Triggers****: Age gap (between 10-20 years), slight cussing, online bullying and hate (don鈥檛 send hate to people), fluff
Reminder- My inbox is still open for requests. Most Marvel actors and characters I will write for. I will also be doing SFW ABCs here and there. (Those I鈥檓 excited for!) The drabbles will start below the cut! Hopefully you enjoy it! Please keep in mind, it has been a long time since I have published any writings.
Chris Evans
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When Chris asked you out, you were over the moon. It was something that you never expected. It was simply a bliss until you and Chris had the serious discussion about announcing the relationship to the public. You were a little hesitant at first, but seeing Chris鈥 puppy dog face, made you give into his pleas. After his appearance on the Late Late Show, you were shocked to hear that he also revealed that you were a little over 15 years younger than him. A lot of fans went to your Twitter, and started to attack you for your age. A lot of them were accusing you of using Chris and being a gold digger. It made your heart hurt and regardless of knowing how Chris felt about you, you began to distance yourself. Chris had started to notice this, and while you meant well, the distancing worried Chris. You鈥檇 only been together for about 10 months and you were already turning down going to red carpets as well as casual dates outside of the house.聽
One afternoon, you were scrolling through Twitter to read the hate tweets. Chris had gone out to get some Starbucks and you were waiting to hear his car pull into the drive. He had no idea that you were receiving any sort of hate, due to the fact that Chris didn鈥檛 have Twitter at the time. Dodger heard Chris pull in first, running off the couch towards the door. He barked a couple times and you didn鈥檛 realize that the door had opened. You didn鈥檛 even process Chris talking to Dodger or even notice him until he entered the room with your coffee. He glanced over your shoulder as he walked past the couch, pausing to snatch your phone out of your hands.聽
鈥淗ey!鈥 You gasped out while Chris replaced your open hands with your Frappuccino.聽
鈥淲hat are you looking at, Dove?鈥 Chris asked, using the nickname that never failed to make you smile. Chris flipped over your phone and looked down at the screen. He took a seat beside you on the couch, not looking at you as he did so. 鈥淵/N is using Chris for his fame. What a fucking gold digger. A 15 year age gap is too much. He needs someone more mature and older.鈥澛
鈥淜eep reading them. They only get better,鈥 You muttered while taking a drink of your Frappuccino.聽
鈥淵/N doesn鈥檛 deserve Chris. If he鈥檚 willing to do a 15 year age gap, I wonder if he would do a 25.鈥 Chris read another tweet, a frown on his face. 鈥淭sk tsk. . . Had you told me that Chris would be dating my age, I would be more than willing to be in Y/N鈥檚 spot. She doesn鈥檛 deserve him. #goldigger.鈥
Chris locked your phone, setting it down on the coffee table in front of the two of you. The two of you didn鈥檛 exchange words for a few moments before Chris set his coffee down. He took your coffee from you, setting it next to his. Your hands trembled a little before Chris took them in his. He pressed kisses to your knuckles, his eyes meeting yours.聽
鈥淗ow long has this been going on?鈥 Chris鈥 voice was soft. He was never angry with you.聽
鈥淪ince the Late Late Show. . . 鈥
鈥淒ove, that was nearly three months ago. Why didn鈥檛 you tell me that you were receiving things like this?鈥澛
鈥淚 didn鈥檛 want you to reconsider,鈥 Your voice is soft and you can鈥檛 help but watch his face.聽
鈥淩econsider?鈥 Chris shook his head before moving his hands to your face. 鈥淩econsider one of the best decisions of my life? Those tweets you鈥檙e reading are made by teenagers or even jealous adults. Y/N, our age gap doesn鈥檛 bother me. I have no problem dating someone who is 15 years younger than me. You are my best friend and I don鈥檛 care what the fans think. You shouldn鈥檛 either.鈥 His hands cupped your cheeks, pulling our face closer to his. 鈥淎ll that matters is that I love you. That鈥檚 all that should matter to you as well.鈥澛
Finishing his sentence, he pressed his lips to yours. The kiss reassured you that he wasn鈥檛 going to reconsider anything. All the words that he just spoke, seeped into the shared kiss. When he pulled back, he had to wipe away a few tears that rolled down your face. He kissed your lips again softly before rubbing your arms.聽
鈥淏esides,鈥 Chris paused, flashing you his thousand dollar smile. 鈥淎ge is overrated.鈥澛
Sebastian Stan
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You met Sebastian through your father鈥檚 photography business. Your dad worked for GQ and was a phenomenal photographer. After a few coffee dates after the photo shoot, Sebastian asked you to be his girlfriend. He didn鈥檛 really care about the 13 age gap, which made you happy.聽 It was a really sweet gesture; he showed up at your father鈥檚 studio, with a full bouquet of your favorite flowers. You were busy taking photos of the next cover star when you felt him gently tap your shoulder. When you turned around, you were greeted by the sight of Sebastian holding the bouquet as well as your favorite coffee. He sweetly asked you and when you said yes, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. (Of course, your father got some amazing shots of interaction.)聽聽
聽During the press for 鈥淭he Falcon and The Winter Soldier鈥, Sebastian was asked hundreds of questions about his relationship status. You had been quarantined with him since the beginning of the pandemic, so you were getting a lot of solo Sebastian time. You loved waking up to him every morning and seeing his beautiful face whenever you woke up before him. Before his next interview, Sebastian and you were lazing around in bed still. It was nearly noon and his interview was at 2:30. You had your head resting on his bare chest, listening to his breathing and his heart beating. The sound simply made your anxieties about your life go silent. Sebastian鈥檚 hands were running up and down your arms, comforting you even more.聽
鈥淏abe?鈥 He asked softly, making you tilt your head up. 鈥淚 have a question for you.鈥澛
鈥淲hat鈥檚 up?鈥澛
鈥淗ow would you feel if I wanted to go public? I鈥檓 so sick of lying about not being in a relationship. I want to show you off to the world. I want to go to the red carpets when COVID is gone. I want to be able to love you in public, without a care in the world. You make me happy and I want to be able to share that with my fans and my coworkers.鈥 Sebastian suggested, watching your face.聽
鈥淲hat about our 13 year age gap? A lot of people aren鈥檛 fans of age gaps. Sometimes it makes people uncomfortable.鈥 You responded while playing with his fingers that now rested on your lower arms.聽
鈥淚 don鈥檛 want to get shit for dating someone I care about,鈥 You responded softly.聽
鈥淔orget what everyone else thinks. Just think of this; I love you,鈥 It was the first time that Sebastian said those three words to you.聽
The worries about the age gap disappeared while you leaned up to press a kiss to his lips. In that very moment, there was nothing that could make you happier than being with the man that you loved.
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imaginedreamwritea day ago
The Auction: Part 1
Summary: In which Natasha pushes you to be auctioned off for a weekend for charity, and the opportunity arises for two super soldier鈥檚 to have reader at their mercy for a full weekend
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The Avengers were akin to celebrities and that created a need for personal assistants to help support and create ease in their lives while they fought off the threats that faced the world.
As a person assistant, your job revolved the most basic errands such as getting fresh coffee or picking up their dry cleaning, making their day to day as seamless as possible, to making sure all preparations were made for any and all trips that they would have to go on to save the world.
Being a personal assistant wasn鈥檛 a glamorous job, and the hours proved to be long and draining, but the pay was incredible. Not only was the pay incredible but the benefits of being a PA had vastly outweighed the negatives. Yes, you worked long hours and had a hectic schedule, but when your assigned avenger was on a mission overseas or on vacation, your free time grew exponentially.
As long as the basics were handled, you had quite a lot of time on your hands when they were in another country.
Your assigned avenger was Natasha Romanoff, and given her skill as an assassin and spy, your free time was on the higher end than someone who stuck closer to home like Peter Parker or Bruce Banner or even Tony Stark.
The hours that those PA鈥檚 worked we鈥檙e almost double your own, but that could also boil down to the privacy Natasha Romanoff required. Peter Parker, while he was in his senior year, had a PA who was nearly run on her feet after trying to keep up with Peter and his forgetfulness.
Bruce Banner鈥檚 PA was always tired, always had dark bags under her eyes after being kept late in the labs while Banner worked.
Tony Stark used his PA almost too much, which has caused his PA to put more miles on her car in one year while working for Tony than the 2 years prior.
One disadvantage of being Natasha Romanoff鈥檚 PA was the incessant looks you鈥檇 received when you were in her presence. Natasha Romanoff was a beautiful woman, she was completely breathtaking and she knew it. She knew she was a deadly woman with her fists and her physical appearance and that drew questions whenever you were introduced as her PA.
If Natasha Romanoff was such a bombshell, then why did she choose a PA who was not? Why did Natasha Romanoff have a PA who was 鈥榩retty for a big girl鈥, who鈥檚 thighs had been rubbing together since you were 13. Why would Natasha Romanoff have a PA who looked as if she had swallowed two of her?
You were a woman who was plus-sized, and spent the greater amount of your time working for a woman who was the epitome of men鈥檚 fantasies. It was enough of a contrast to draw comments under breaths or snide looks. It was almost a constant reminder that no matter what, you wouldn鈥檛 fit well into their world aside from working for them.
Despite the comments and the snide looks, the depreciating hand signals that would be fired toward you for a 鈥榝ew good laughs鈥 Natasha treat you no different than she treat anyone of her team mates.
Natasha was a woman who had put in the effort to make you feel as comfortable as possible while working for her, and in your defence, had told the commentators, usually men, how quickly she could dismember them without leaving evidence behind.
You may have been verbally bullied about your size as a plus sized woman, but Natasha would never treat you with so much disrespect. Natasha had treat you as if you were her little sister rather than her PA, and that meant talking you up from the low places you would sometimes notch yourself in.
Natasha was an amazing woman and you admired her.
Even if she had pushed you out of your comfort zone toward new unchartered waters.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e attending the charity auction.鈥 She told you, handing you an invitation. 鈥淚 need you there.鈥
She was constantly trying to push you toward a place where you could see your own value.
鈥淐harity auction for the sick kids foundation?鈥 You read the invitation twice.
鈥淭hey鈥檙e auctioning off weekends spent shadowing avengers or weekend dates with volunteers for the auction.鈥 Natasha explained while adjusting and fixing her eyeliner.
鈥淪o you need me to go and make sure everything is sorted out?鈥 You behind her, tapping on the tablet in your hands.
鈥淣ot exactly, kukla.鈥 Natasha locked eyes with you in the mirror. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 volunteer this year on account of what happened last year on the 鈥榙ate鈥, but you can.鈥
The tablet in your hands has nearly fallen to the floor. It had nearly slipped from your grips to the soft carpet below your feet as the registration of what she said had gave way to shock.
鈥淲hat?鈥 You frowned and furrowed your eyebrows. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry..:what did you just say?鈥
Natasha smirked in the mirror, adjusting her stance after she reached for a metal container of mascara. She hadn鈥檛 given you an explanation of elaborated on what she had said right off the bat. She had coat her eyelashes with mascara until she was satisfied, then she pressed her lips together.
鈥淚 said you can. I put you down on the docket to be auctioned for a weekend of fun. It鈥檒l do you some good.鈥 While Natasha had been unbothered by her decision to offer you up as a volunteer for the auction, you were not.
鈥淲hy would you do that?鈥 You hissed. 鈥淣o one will bid!鈥
鈥淎re you sure?鈥 She questioned, crossing her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow. 鈥淚 think there are more men attracted to you than you think.鈥
Your snort and derision was a precursor to your eyes rolling. You had mirrored her stance by crossing your arms over your chest and cocking your hip out. You were having two different reactions that were each battling for control, first was your mental reaction that was akin to a nuclear meltdown in your head and the other was your emotionally pressed yet coolness snippiness that had taken over.
鈥淚鈥檇 like to believe that, but there鈥檚 a better chance of seeing pigs fly.鈥 Your comment had rolled off Natasha like water off a duck鈥檚 back, she didn鈥檛 even acknowledge your comment or your dig at yourself.
鈥淎s a friend,鈥 Natasha asked with a tone of voice that was more telling, 鈥淚 am going to put you on the volunteer list. As a friend, I am doing this because there are men out there who are attracted to you and have even tried flirting with you-鈥
鈥淚鈥檝e been flirt with?鈥 Your irritation turned to general confusion.
鈥-and they feel like this is the best way to get your attention. So will you please-鈥 she didn鈥檛 even need to twist your arm before you caved.
鈥-it鈥檚 for a good cause.鈥 There was a bubbling in your belly as butterflies sprung to life, 鈥渨hat the hell. I鈥檓 in.鈥
鈥淕ood.鈥 Natasha stride toward you and pinched your cheeks, 鈥渘ow let鈥檚 get you a dress that鈥檚 show-stopping.鈥
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pistachiojbarnesa day ago
!!! i edited shared drinks n shared kisses to gender neutral pronouns !!!
(so sorry for not doing it before! every imagine and fic uploaded will consist of you/your pronouns)
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euphoric-barnesa day ago
fast forward to 2023 where i can scroll through tinder or bumble and see bucky barnes please
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imaginedreamwritea day ago
Baby Girl: Part 2
Your world bursting into colours vibrant and breathtaking had ironically cast a shadow over your personal life. The shift from vision of black and white to coloured freedom, had created a reactive shift in your relationship with Peter that you hadn鈥檛 been prepared for.
鈥淐olours,鈥 Peter mumbled into his cup of coffee, 鈥渨hat is it like?鈥
The tension between you two was still at a minimum, yet the fact that you鈥檇 found your soulmates had created this light fog that just sat over your heads, hovering low enough to be noticeable yet high enough not to be touched.
鈥淚 know you can see colours. I knew the moment it happened.鈥 He mumbled again, staring at the crack in the table you鈥檇 bought together.
鈥淚t doesn鈥檛 change how I feel about you.鈥 You moved around the table to his side, wrapping your arm around his back while your other hand rest on his left shoulder. 鈥淚 love you, Peter.鈥
Your contact with his body had physically drew the tension from him, although that is where the ease stopped. Despite his shoulders and body being ridden of tension in his shoulders and his chest, his emotional apprehension was on the rise. It was hard to miss, almost impossible not to feel the chill exuding from Peter as the pair of you tried to grapple with the shaken pillars of your relationship.
How did you move past this? How did you return to a place before you saw colours and before you found out that two of the avengers were your soulmates? Were your heads in the clouds and your hearts in naivety?
Could there even be a place to come back to? Could the relationship pan out even with the recent event of meeting your soulmates hanging above your head?
鈥淚 love you too.鈥 He turned his head and spoke into your hand on his shoulder. He pressed his lips into your palm after you鈥檇 opened your hand, giving you the smallest glimmer of affection that was more than enough for the moment. 鈥淲e鈥檒l make this work.鈥
The sentiment of the message was sweet and hopeful, yet it felt empty. It felt as if you were going to just be biding time until inevitable set in and broke you apart.
鈥淥f course we will.鈥 Your tight lipped smile and forced positivity had only added to the overcast sense of grim outcomes. 鈥淒id you want to go to Stark Tower together?鈥
The question felt like a buffer, a monotonous event that would bring anymore awkwardness to the already complicated situation. It was an offer to share a ride with the boy you鈥檇 loved for the past year, to be in each others presence while not addressing the elephant in the apartment.
鈥淵ou start today?鈥 Peter frowned, his eyebrows furrowed.
鈥淔irst day working as medical staff at Stark Tower.鈥 You let go of him and shuffled into the kitchen, dragging your feet toward the fridge. You grabbed the white handle and pulled, bending over to gaze at the contents inside before you decided on a ripe apple and a bottle of fiji water Peter brought home the day before.
After selecting your items and balancing them in your arms, your turned around to talk to Peter only to find the place where he once was, empty now.
鈥淵ou see in colour,鈥 Peter called from the living room, beckoning you with his voice.
As you crossed the distance, a smile broke on your face when you saw Peter standing in the living room in his full Spider-Man get up. He was posing for you with the familiar smile you loved most, on his face.
鈥淭ell me what colour my suit is.鈥 He placed his hands on his hips, watching you with playful flirtation.
鈥淚 can do that,鈥 you walked toward him with renewed pep in your step. You stood in front of him and slid your hands up his chest and onto his shoulders, your eyes wandering the pattern of his suit and the colours that had been brought together to form the impressive technological apparel that had saved Peter鈥檚 life more than once.
鈥淭he shoulders are red with black details that make the suit itself look like spiders webs.鈥 You touched and traced the black lines as you spoke, your attention on the way he filled out the spider suit and the feel of his tight muscles been the your hands.
鈥淭here are two blue bands that break up the red on your arms,鈥 you touched the blue against the red, proving your point.
鈥淭here鈥檚 more blue?鈥 Peter asked, his hands moving to your hips where he lightly squeezed.
鈥淵es,鈥 you inhaled sharply, your eyes moving down his body toward his lower half, 鈥渇rom your waist to the middle of your calves are blue. From the middle of your calves to your feet are red with black detailed lines like the upper half.鈥
鈥淲e鈥檒l make it work,鈥 Peter brushed his thumb across your chin to lift your head, 鈥渋t鈥檒l be okay. We鈥檒l be okay.鈥
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鈥淎re we going to talk about it?鈥 Nat smirked while she was leaning against the bar side of the communal area the Avengers shared. Since the party, and their full ascent into fully coloured vision, Natasha has been on them relentlessly to try and get a peek into their brains.
鈥淭he kid has been dating the girl for a whole year,鈥 Clint spoke from the lounger in the centre of the room, looking back at the two with a similar smirk to Natasha鈥檚.
鈥淎nd she鈥檚 a baby,鈥 Natasha鈥檚 grin widened, 鈥渞eally robbing the cradle aren鈥檛 you boys?鈥
鈥淪he鈥檚 20 Nat, almost 21.鈥 Bucky spoke in defence of their situation.
鈥淪he鈥檚 not legal enough to drink and she鈥檚 barely legal enough to vote.鈥 Natasha looked Steve up and down, with a raised eyebrow.
鈥淪he鈥檚 working here.鈥 Bruce had quipped, looking at the tablet in his hands before he looked up. 鈥淪he鈥檚 working on the medical floor as a registered nurse. Given your reputation, I think you鈥檒l be seeing a lot of her.鈥
Bruce was speaking of Steve and Bucky鈥檚 penchant for getting into trouble where they was none, though the jab could鈥檝e been aimed further toward Steve since the man couldn鈥檛 run away from a fight.
鈥淲e鈥檙e not pursuing anything.鈥 Steve stood his ground and cut the silent accusations short. 鈥淭he kid is a relationship with her-鈥
鈥淚t won鈥檛 last long.鈥 Clint cut Steve off, pushing himself to sit up further. 鈥淲e all know how the soulmate connection is. Even if you鈥檙e on the other side of the world, you鈥檒l be drawn together eventually. No matter how hard you try to fight it.鈥
鈥淪he鈥檚 in a relationship, Barton.鈥 Steve unscrewed the cap on a bottle of water and lift it to his lips. 鈥淲e鈥檙e not going to interfere-鈥
鈥淚ts inevitable. Whether you want to interfere or not, there is a connection that won鈥檛 be ignored. They can try to push it off all they want, eventually one of them will break.鈥
Steve hummed after he swallowed, his eyebrows knit together. He slipped into a space of deep though, a place in his head that pulled his thoughts toward Peggy.
Steve and Bucky were able to see half colour when they recognized each other as soulmates. When Steve met Peggy, he had wished that his vision could鈥檝e shifted to full colour. He wished that he could鈥檝e seen the bright flashes of pigment that was described so heavily by those who had already met their soulmates and in book written exclusively on the topic.
When he didn鈥檛 see colour, and neither did Peggy, there was a part of Steve that was disappointed. There was a part of him that was almost distraught over not being able to have this woman who was breathtaking and confident, so sure of herself, as his soulmate.
He wanted Peggy.
Bucky wanted him. He had only ever spoke of Steve when he was alive in the 40鈥檚, there was no connection to Peggy other than one of friendship.
鈥淚t鈥檚 inevitable,鈥 Steve mumbled under his breath, chewing on the words.
Inevitable. Steve and Peggy were never meant for each other.
If fate would inevitably bring two soulmates together, than fate could inevitably separate two people who were never meant for each other.
鈥淓ventually the relationship will fail as the connection between the three of you grows.鈥 Bruce glanced from Steve to Bucky. 鈥淎nd there will be no turning back.鈥
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