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kanataka-san · 23 minutes ago
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Bucky: shit were going to die
*Said the white wolf feeling watter got higher than before and didnt stop flowing into the room they were in*
Sam: now, I don't wanna hear that negative attitude. Look on the bright side!
(Y/N): Yay, we're gonna die! Woooo!
Sam: why am I on this mission with you two
(Y/N): to be honest I dont know either but im starting to like it- never in my live I though I'll die this fast-
Bucky: are you ok doll-?
(Y/N): never been better- but seriously lets get out of here-
Sam: if you dint notice already I am trying, while you two just stand there!
(Y/N): just grab the door knob and twist it
Sam: you think its that eas- oh- holy shit!
(Y/N): just go with the flow Sam!
*Bucky gripped a pole with his metal arm while holds his boyfriend in place not letting the escaping watter take him away*
Bucky: you knew that from the start didn't you?
(Y/N): no- but I though it might work, didn't though about that opening them will make some kind of river that will take us- well only Sam- away.
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lego-tesseract · 19 hours ago
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Sharon: Is having a penis fun? Bucky : It has its ups and downs. Zemo: Sometimes it’s a little hard. Y/N: It’s a pain in the ass. Sam : Oh, Jesus, fuck, guys, come on.
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i-smell-sass · 23 hours ago
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IDK MAN
i'm tempted to go and do a Thor x Male reader AND Peter Parker (ofc he's over 18) X Male reader AND i have a BUCKY BARNES x Male reader WIP sooo be tempted lol I'm gonna try to put them up until sunday!! PS: also updating the Pietro x Male reader fic part 2 comin up today!! Part 1 here!!
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MASTERLIST
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Notes: I left gaps between them for future Fics and I’m gonna color code 😊
Bucky Barnes Fics:
Hungry
Playful Love
Steve Rogers Fics:
Playful Love
Drawing you
Ransom Drysdale Fics:
You’re mine
Series:
Forbidden Love -Part one
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iliumheightnights · 2 days ago
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You Coward! | Bucky Barnes x Male Reader
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Fandom: Marvel Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Male!Reader Summary: Bucky might be a soldier, but his boyfriend can be a real warrior.
TW: Brief mentions of violence, some homophobia (Brief), some language, a drunk dick.
The day had been going really well. Bucky and M/n had gone out on a date, both going to a movie and then dinner. The movie had been a family film because both of them just wanted something light and fun. Once that was over they had gone out for dinner. M/n had taken Bucky to one of his favorite places.
As they arrived at the restaurant, they discovered that it was a bit busy. M/n squeezed Bucky’s hand. “We can go somewhere else if you want.” He knew Bucky wasn’t a big fan of crowds and didn’t mind going somewhere else. Bucky only smiled as he squeezed M/n’s hand back. “No, it’s okay. You were excited about this place. Plus it isn’t too bad.”
“You’re the best.”
With that, both men entered the building. The place was busy as they saw from the outside, but the inside was another story. The place was loud and everywhere you looked there were people. It was then that M/n saw that a game was playing on the tv’s and he knew it was going to be a loud night.
He looked at Bucky again and could see he was a bit uncomfortable. M/n knew it was time to go, they’d come back here when it wasn’t busy...maybe on a weekday. As they were about to leave Bucky was bumped into someone. “Hey watch it.” The guy said. He looked absolutely drunk and out of it. Bucky was prepared to walk out and not say anything but the man grabbed his shoulder. “Hey, aren’t you going to apologize?” He glared at Bucky.
“I didn’t do anything.” Bucky said simple enough and planned to leave.
“Yes, you did. You ran into me, made me spill my drink. Apologize and buy me a new one.”
“Come on let’s go.” Bucky said squeezing M/n’s hand again. M/n was glaring at the man before following Bucky.
“That’s right! just run along you-”
And just like that, the world stopped. The moment the word was said there was no taking it back. Bucky felt M/n’s hand leave his and watched as he turned around and went stalking back to the man. “What was that!? Say that again! Come on say it again!” M/n began shouting out. Bucky sighed, this wasn’t going to be good.
“Oh you going to hit me?”
“I’d seriously like to you homophobic bitch!” M/n shouted. The man came closer to him, getting into his face. M/n could smell the alcohol wafting off of him. He wasn’t about to back down though. No one was going to insult him and treat his boyfriend like this man had, drunk or not he had to learn his place.
“Well why don’t you?” The man challenged.
M/n was about to throw a punch but before he knew it he was being lifted up. He ended up looking at the floor and at someone’s ass. He knew that ass anywhere. Bucky. Bucky turned around and began to leave but before he did, he quickly turned around again and landed a punch square on the man’s face.
“HA! TAKE THAT BITCH!” M/n screamed out as Bucky carried him out of the building.
Bucky continued to carry M/n, even when they were far from the building. “Alright. I’ve cooled down. You can set me down now...even if I’m enjoying the view.” M/n said looking at his ass again. Bucky chuckled and moved his head. “What if I’m still carrying you because of MY view?” It was only then that M/n realized his own ass was in Bucky’s eyesight.
“Oh my god Buck!”
Bucky laughed, a genuine laugh, as he placed M/n on the ground. “What? I love the view.”
M/n gently nudged Bucky’s shoulder. Then his smile started to fade a bit. “I’m sorry about what happened back there. I just wanted to take you out for a good date night. Of course an ass would ruin it.”
Bucky smiled and rubbed M/n’s arm. “Hey, it’s alright doll. It’s not your fault. Actually, I found it really hot that you stood up for yourself...and me. Thank you. Besides, the date wasn’t ruined. The movie was really good and we punched a homophobic dick in the face. That’s a success to me.”
M/n smiled. “Well...I’m glad you’re alright and had some fun.”
Bucky gave a smile back before leaning in and kissing M/n. The two of them stayed there in a deep kiss for what seemed like forever before breaking apart. Bucky chuckled and pulled M/n into him. “Now come on. I’m still hungry.”
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happygowriting · 3 days ago
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Title: Hold Me Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Rating: Teen Word Count: 841 Warnings: anxiety, hurt/comfort, anxiety attacks, angst Author’s Note: I know it's really late to be posting a fic but I've had anxiety all day and I sat down and just started writing and this fic took form. I wasn't going to post it at first but then I thought about everyone else who suffers from anxiety and how this fic might help them to find some peace tonight. I hope this brings you some comfort it you read it. Reader is written in a way it could be any gender or any race.
Nobody has permission to repost, translate, or copy my works anywhere. I only post on AO3 and tumblr. If you see my work anywhere but on these two sites please let me know.
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You wake up and you feel it. Anxiety. A weight on your chest. It makes breathing hard. Tears are already in your eyes and you haven't even been awake a minute. Breaths coming in short gasps. You sit up, clutching your blanket to your chest and you wonder when it'll be over.
Thoughts about if you're good enough cloud your mind. The what ifs questions you hide from. What if I'm not a good friend? What if I'm not as nice as I think I am. Over and over again these thoughts slide through your mind while the tears slip down your cheeks.
The anxiety never goes away, not even when the tears stop and you catch your breath. All day you feel it. Bringing up your messages. Typing out thoughts. Questions. Needs for reassurance. But you delete them. Because you don't feel like you deserve them.
Your mind is twisted. Self doubt. Restless thoughts. More messages typed out. Using your notes app on your phone to type out messages that you’ll never send. A smile plastered on your face. You’re okay, you say. Coffee made. Anxiety increases. Spending all day curled up in bed wondering why you were this way.
You desperately want the anxiety to go away but try as you might it stays all day. In every thought. In every look. In every part of your day. It’s there. Taunting you. Telling you you’ll never be good enough and all of the relationships you’ll ever have will fade away. You don’t deserve friends. You don’t deserve love. You don’t deserve anything.
So all day you lay in your bed, phone cradled close as if it can give you the answers, the comfort that you need.
That’s how Bucky finds you. Hidden under the covers, half drunk water bottles scattering your night stand, face tear stained, still trying to fight out of the hole that your mind has dug for you to lay in. He knows just from looking at your form hidden under covers how your day was and he hates that for you. He knows how you feel, he’s been there many times himself, so without a word he toes off his shoes and climbs into the bed with you.
He slips under the covers and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest and holding you tightly. Your back is to his chest, every inch of him touching you and holding your body against him. A soft kiss to the back of your head, but not a word is said.
You feel yourself start to relax, his touch always brings you a peace that you can’t ever find the words to describe. He rubs your side, pressing his lips to your ear to whisper that you’re okay.
“It doesn’t matter what caused it, I don’t need the details. We can lay here all night sweetheart.” His words are soft, wrapping you in a blanket of love and care. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier but I’m here now.”
“You’re okay sweetheart. Let it out. It’s okay to cry.” He says when you start to cry again, but this time the crying is different. It’s relief that pushes tears from your eyes. It’s knowing that you can fall apart and you’re not going to be alone.
Your body sags against his, the tension slowly melting from your bones as you relax slowly. He helps you turn in his arms so you can bury your face in his chest and you can wrap yourself around him. He doesn’t stop holding you tightly. He keeps his arms around you, his hand rubbing your back in soothing circles.
It’s what you need in this moment and it reminds you once more how grateful you are to have someone like Bucky in your life. He understands you in ways that nobody else has ever understood you.
He holds you as you cry, making sure to tell you over and over again that he loves you. Even when the tears dry up and you lay there exhausted by your mind in his arms, he keeps telling you that he loves you and keeps holding you close.
“There’s my pretty sweetheart.” Bucky says softly, his thumb brushing away some stray tears. “Tomorrow we’ll give your therapist a call but tonight we’ve got each other, okay?”
You nod, no arguments about calling your therapist because you know you need the talk.
“Have you eaten today?”
You shake your head. You had barely moved from your bed.
“I’m going to order us food.” Bucky says as he pulls his phone out. He knows in times like these what you need and what foods bring you comfort.
When the food comes he turns on a movie that you like and you lay there, eating and watching it in the comfort of his arms. The anxiety you felt isn’t gone, but it’s a little easier to handle now. Sometimes you just needed a shoulder to lean on.
Sometimes you just needed Bucky to hold you.
friend tag: @eurynome827 @steveng-rogers @nix-akimbo @uncafeavecbarnes @daddyandybarber
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writingforyuh · 6 days ago
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Can I hold your hand?
a/n: so... hello again? i know, i went out for some days, forgive me guys. Well, im not only back, but i am with this brand new one shot? - i still dont know the corect name of this type of content. Anyways, i have a brand new set of ideas (most of them about bucky, steve and his friends 'cuz im love again with that man and his friends) and prompts to write for you guys, and i'll try to maintain a continous posting routine, again, i'll try. Also, maybe i'll do a part two of this one... im looking forward for it. Lastly, you all can beat me up a tad, i'm sorry for being away. fandom:marvel/captain america/the falcon and the winter soldier too(?) words: 2.021 words/11.303 characters warnings: fluff, a itsy bitsy of angst close to the end, mention of sex? idk that was so superficial lol
Bucky Barnes x M!Reader
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"Can I hold your hand?"
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"Three rooms, one night," you repeated this, sounded automated and tired, "We'll pay in cash." The woman on the counter stared at the money you handed over, "You'll need a bit more if you want to stay, honey." then she stared at you.
No genius is needed to knew what she wanted, a grunt escaped out while you handed her some more money, noticing that a grin is now stamped on her.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she started after looked under the counter, "I'm afraid that we just have two rooms for you." "Yo-," whatever you were about to say, you decided to hold back, "Just... gimme them."
You were so exhausted and weary, honestly, no matter how many rooms they had, you could sleep on a chair if you could. The mission you were designed to do was not that complicated, just secretly gather some info, but you were not set to do it alone, your old and good friends - Samuel and James - were also set to go with you. And God, if the mission itself was not a problem, walk for hours straight searching for a motel with two soldiers arguing incessantly about something that you don't give a damn about drained all your energy.
You head to the sofas where those two were waiting for you. "You did it?" Wilson got up immediately after seeing you approaching. You lift the two keys on your finger, only to receive frowns of both, "Only two rooms, and you two will refun-" you couldn't finish, the tallest one abruptly took one key, interrupting you, "I'll not share with anyone." Another grunt of yours escaped, "Whatever, Sam. Meet with us at nine outside, don't be late or I'll kill you myself." The other starts to walk away, ignoring whatever you are saying, he pronounces a "Wanna see ya try" before getting out of your vision, taking another mumble of you. "C'mon Buck, our room it's this way." you exasperated said. "Lead the way." He replied, hiding a smile.
While walking aside with Barnes, you start to think about sharing a room with him. You two are friends for ages now, but your friendship just got more closer after Steve's death, which happened two years ago, and still, you two never talked about that nor other deep and personal things, like his insecurities towards himself and his past... and everything got worse when you have a crush on him. Anyways, even if you one day had an opportunity to confess for him, there's a chance of mess with your friendship and/or be rejected, so you will hold your cards for now.
"...You sure?" Barnes' voice invaded your thoughts, bringing you back to reality. "Oh... I-I'm sorry, what did you say?" you rubbed your neck, giving him a shy smile, "I wasn't paying attention." "I-" the other didn't say anything for a second, seemed barely embarrassed, "I asked if you are sure about sharing the room. I mean, you probably want to rest... you must be more tired than me and Sam either way." he sounded kind, a tone that he doesn't use with everyone. "Buck, I don't mind sharing if it's with you. And being honest, you two would try to kill each other rather than simply sleeping." the brunette let a chuckle out, "Yeah, you are completely right."
Didn't take much time to arrive at a door with the same number as the one on the key, "Here we are!" you exclaimed, Barnes playfully rolled his eyes, a smile on his face. He entered first, turning on the light. When you entered the room, you noticed that were a neat place, comfortable to the eyes, even though the decoration not matched with anything, not that you were caring at this point. However, Barnes noticed an important detail, "Oh damn..." His grunt was sufficiently audible, "'Oh damn'?" you repeated, suspending your analysis and putting your backpack on a wardrobe. "Oh damn... there's only one bed." he declared. You followed his gaze, which ended at the single bed in the middle of the room.
Would this be a smile of a god or a trap of the devil?
Whatever that was, you couldn't feel more pathetic for not be concerned about that beforehand, "I can't believe I didn't ask about this..." you murmured, pressing your temples. "Hey, don't worry," the taller began, "You take the bed. I'll sleep on the bathtub." "Wha- Hell no!" your screech surprised the other. You take a step back, noticing that you overreacted a tad, "I-I mean, you don't need to sleep on the bathtub, that's ridiculous." "So... what do you suggest?" he raised an eyebrow for you. "Are you serious?" Barnes turned his head in confusion. You couldn't believe that he didn't think on that, "Buck, c'mon, we can... just... I mean... you know... sleep ... together?" you slowly said, and maybe you blushed a little, putting that idea in words was more embarrassing than you thought. The brunette was caught off guard on that, he never considered sleeping with you in the same bed, instead of only in the same room. He was ready to say something, but you started first, "Look, g-go thinking about it. I-," you took a towel and headed over to the bathroom, "I-I'll take a shower by now, okay? I'll be the next."
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"So idiot..." another of your mutters came out after ending your bath. It is obvious that share a bed would be way more comfortable than sleeping in the bathtub, you are not with the second intentions, indeed, you are just... being kind. The night was hot yet humid, so you clothed sweatpants and a regatta. As you were brushing your teeth, you saw some popped-up messages on your phone that belongs to Wilson:
"tiny, the white panther already snatched your ass up??" "i did the favor to let you two on the same room" "for your own sake do something tonight or i'll abandon you two and head back alone"
You almost choke with your toothbrush reading that first sentence. Wilson knows that sex is not a thing that you are really into, but he stills teases you with these types of comments. However, truth be told, Barnes is a handsome guy, and somewhat gentle and caring with you... No! He's just a good friend. You two couldn't happen... right? Come on! James Buchanan Barnes and... you? What a great joke... or great dream.
"no one will snatch anything" "and you call that a favor?" "for your own sake, it's better not even try that >:)" "also im not tiny okay? you two that are too tall :p"
You sent those messages to him, putting the towel on your shoulder before going out of the bathroom.
The first thing you saw after getting out was Barnes, he was seated on the bed, looking through the window, at some moment he took off his jacket and t-shirt, staying only with his jeans. His expression was so serene and the moonlight reflecting on his eyes, on his vibranium arm, on his body, everything on him was so... attractive... you couldn't help but feel yourself redden hard. That idea of sharing the same bed came to your mind again, worsening your blush.
When James noticed that you already finished your bath and turned to see you, he also went from white to wine, completely rubberized. Although he sees you almost every day, seeing you that way, casual clothes, hair weaty, face red for something he does not acknowledge about - himself, ironic no? - brought up that strange feeling he feels sometimes when he's with you.
"A-ah... s-so..." you tried your best to keep your heart inside your chest, "Yo-you gonna sleep with these jeans?" "I don't have other pants to wear." He stated, yet flushed, breaking that eye contact. A sigh came, "You should come prepared next time." you responded to him, smiling, recovering your composure while giving him one of the sweatpants you had on your backpack. He took it, whispering a "Thank you."
As you sat down on the bed, you thought that at this stage, nothing more could happen. Bold of you to assume something like that. James headed to the bathroom, he stayed a time there, taking his shower, brushing his teeth, questioning if he deserves to be forgotten, and all the things he does constantly. Meanwhile, you just lie on the bed, thinking about how coward you are, how you can't rush on him and say that he's trying his best and that's what matters, that he deserves way more than just being forgiven. You shook your head, throwing those thoughts away...
When the brunette comes out of the bathroom, shirtless and wearing your sweatpants, you were already sleeping. He didn't say anything, and before lying by your side, he looked at you, your soft expression, your small form to not occupy much space, your hair yet weaty, that put a grin on his face, what brought that strange feeling again, he doesn't know its name, still, he knew that was something strong. In the end, Barnes just lied on your side, if you weren't sleeping, you would feel his naked back touching on yours, a warming and comforting sensation.
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Groans and grunts. You woke up with Barnes trembling at your side. You sit on the bed, worried, that was not the first time you saw him in that state. "Another nightmare..." you whispered for yourself. You wanted to touch him. Comfort him, but you hold that impulse, you couldn't... shouldn't do that. You just stayed observing him for a while.
"No... no... please... stop... STOP!!" the brunette woke in desperation. Body sweating and shivering, that vision broke your heart. "Hey, Bucky, Bucky, calm down," you said in the softest tone you could, pressing your hand on his shoulder, "Nightmares again?" Barnes didn't answered you, he turned his face to you, completely frightened, "You should... have slept... with Sam." the words almost fainting.
A sigh came of you, "Bucky, remember what I said earlier?" you asked, being replied by a shook, "I said that I don't mind sharing, as long as it's with you." you shaped a soft smile, trying to comfort him. The brunette trembled again. He bit his lip, turning his face to the other side.
That continued for a long time, sometimes he turned to you, opened his mouth, but no words come out, and then the cycle restarted. You patiently stayed there, waiting for him.
"I", he commenced finally, "had... another nightmare." a bit of pain could be felt in his voice. "And you are better now?" no answer, he simply turned again to you, he tried to say something, he wanted to, though again, he couldn't say anything, and tears were ready to slip from his eyes. That was the last straw. You couldn't hold back anymore. You gently put your hand on the top of his, "Bucky, I.. I am here with you. I will let nothing happen to you," this made his tears run down, and you too would cry, your eyes were already filled with tears, but you stood strong, "no matter what, even if that costs my life." your thumb was squeezing the back of his hand, and your other hand was on his face, drying his tears He softly settled his hand on that in his face, which made a shiver run down your back, "Can I... sleep... holding.... your hand?" he blushed while requesting that.
James Buchanan Barnes, asking for something like that, on that way... again you couldn't do anything but being a mess of red while you nod to him.
Both of you lied again, this time, your hands were interlaced. You closed the space between you two, sufficiently to let his head reposing on your chest. Your other hand caressing his hair.
"Thank you." Barnes susurrated. "Whenever you need, I'll be there for you." you whispered for him.
Both of you smiled one last time before fall asleep. You would be more than glad if Samuel wakes up late tomorrow.
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buckbuckbuckbuckbuck · 6 days ago
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Where is all the bucky x male reader 🤨😩
mans dying out here
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slothspaghettiwrites · 15 days ago
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still on my country!Bucky bullshit. this is the soundtrack to Bucky and his BF having a crazy shotgun wedding in Vegas. they've been on the road for six months, it's been such a ride for the both of them. this song comes on in one of the casinos they are in because of course, Bucky wants to try his hand at Roulette. he just looks over at his BF, who is kinda mindlessly humming along, and just decides then. he's sold, done, this is the guy he wants to be with forever. he cashes out as quick as he can and they run off to get married by Elvis.
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fvckme-sir · 15 days ago
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bucky with a guitarist boyfriend
warnings: none
a/n: yes i’m learning to play electric guitar so this is hella self indulgent
-bucky doesn’t quite understand what being a guitarist means when you say you play electric, electric wasn’t really a thing when he was younger
-once you play something for him he is THOROUGHLY impressed
-he is just like :0
-he brags about it every chance he gets, even unprompted
-he even plays videos he takes of you
“so, what did you think? awesome right?”
“yes bucky, but we just asked what you wanted from mcdonalds”
-he loves your fingers. in a non (sometimes) sexual way
-he is thoroughly impressed as to how your fingers and body can make such an awesome sound
-if you’re in bed together, he’s probably gonna be holding your hands and playing with your fingers, its so CUTE
-when bucky falls, he falls hard so he tries to connect with you about everything, guitar being one of them
-one day you’re on the couch on your phone and your boyfriend walks out of the bedroom you two share with his hair in a half knot and a t-shirt with the sleeves torn off and torn down the side so you not only ca see his impressive biceps (whew) but you can also see his built abs.
“buck, whatcha wearin?”
“i thought this was what…rock fans wore.”
-poor clueless boy
-for someone so smart, what a dummy
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slothspaghettiwrites · 16 days ago
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i'm about to really jump on the Rockstar!Bucky train. I really am. Like I keep listening to these songs and all I can fucking think about a Bucky who is a big big country rock star, toes the line a lot with his music and where he fits in that genre.
then at one concert, he meets the prettiest boy he's ever seen in skin-tight jeans and an old guns and roses shirt with sleeves ripped off and showing off practically his whole damn body. honestly is dressed like the epitome of redneck trailer trash and has the sweetest little accent and peach.
Bucky convinces him to drop everything and be his groupie for the rest of his national tour and they fuck before and after every show for good luck. they get married after a vegas show and TMZ and CMT lose their fucking shit.
amen
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You’re my mission - Chapter 3(AU)
Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1276
Series warnings: angst, abuse, manipulation, violence, brainwashing, mind wiping, trauma, ptsd, eventual fluff, eventual smut(if I’m brave)
Blurb: You didn’t know who you were, or where you were. You had powers you couldn’t control, and a mind that was just as far from your reach. All you knew were two things; 1. Obey your handler, 2. Kill James “Bucky” Barnes… no matter what
(An: sorry these take so long! I have terrible time management skills, but I’m working on it!! I promise!!)
Previous chapters can be found on my masterlist! (Pinned post)
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After Steve and Wanda had reentered the room they were questioning you in, Buvky decided that his presence around you might only make things worse, so he silently walked around the compound, deep in thought. He couldn’t wrap his head around what was done to you, or who was the one that did it. The only thing he was sure of was that someone had to have gotten hold of the Memory Suppressing Machine. If Hydra had found a way to rebuild itself, then it could be sure it would be dismantled once more.
“Doctor Cho, can you and Bruce examine her/him/them? Just do whatever you see fit, but she/he/they doesn’t/don’t have many memories.” Steve said
“Of course, we’ll do what we can” Helen reassured.
Steve guided you to sit on the examination table, you obeyed, but kept your mind on your surroundings as to find the perfect opportunity of escape
“Hello, my name is Doctor Banner, and this is Doctor Cho” Bruce softly stated, gesturing towards Helen.
Helen carefully rolled up your sleeves and took your blood pressure as Bruce started to ask you questions
“What’s your name?” He asked
When you didn’t answer Helen started asking questions too, “do you know where you’re from?”
You continued to stay silent, preferring to observe the windows and doors.
“Look, we know that you don’t remember much, but if there is anything you do remember let us know”
You sighed at their pestering, and continued to go over various scenarios that could happen when you escape. Making sure to plan for even a slight change in wear your feet could land.
You remained undistracted in your thoughts until you saw something come towards your head. You didn’t get a good look at the object but the glance sent you somewhere unknown but familiar. You felt an electric burn throughout your head and the silhouette of something above you had to be the source. The pain ripped through your whole body as you tried to stop the pain. With a scream you finally came to see that you hadn’t gone anywhere. But the man that was examining you was on the floor clutching his head and struggling while the woman was desperately trying to calm him down.
You were unsure of everything, there were new emotions and fears overtaking you. Trying to make sense of what you saw you left the room and frantically wandered the slate halls. When you saw him, your mission. Your rage and terror ceased as the thought of completing your mission drowned all other noise out. Bucky barely had time to notice your split second change in behavior when you started towards him aggressively.
“We don’t need to do this again!” He reasoned
But you answered by beginning your assault, mixing every technique you knew together to complete your mission. He only blocked and dodged your attacks, he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you after you’d been through everything he had. When your physical attacks began getting more and more aggressive Bucky felt a burning in his chest, and welling in his eyes. The combination of your raw strength and powers overwhelming the soldier. You’d once again had him on the ground, handicapping him through suffering while you moved to choke him.
“You don’t have to do this,” he stuttered “...please”
You wickedly smiled as his eyes began to slowly roll into his head, but as a flash of red combated your pink glow your body was forced away from Bucky’s. You immediately recognized Wanda in front of you.
“That’s enough” she said, she was prepared
You smirked and readied yourself for a fight when you saw her head tilt.
Bucky tried his best to get up and regain some self of sense, “Wanda?”
“Bucky, I think it’s best if you leave.”
Bucky pulled himself out of the way as you began attacking Wanda. She easily blocked the waves of emotions you sent at her but the distraction allowed you to land a few hits on the powerful woman. She quickly rebounded and began pushing you back, she was going easy on you. You knew that, she knew that, but neither of you knew how you’d handle her full capability. When you finally managed to break her defenses she felt herself become tired and confused. You weren’t giving up and it seemed to be working. While you had her in your grasps you unleashed blow after blow onto her until she sent you flying away. She’d become angry, and she wasn’t going to go easy any longer. As her hands moved you felt your body begin to move by her will, your hands and legs folding into your stomach. You had to do something, you had to complete your mission, then it would all make sense. At all costs.
With the last of your strength and a piercing scream you unleashed all of your night into a powerful blast. The aftermath of which spread throughout the compound, a pink hue satiating the gray color scheme. Wanda was able to shield herself from your torment, but she could hear the terrorized thoughts of the others in the compound, but yours stood out to her the most. Thousands upon thousands of memories flooding your mind, shuffling over and over to try and make sense of it all. It was as if a one million piece puzzle was dumped in your brain in an instant, and you couldn’t handle it. Wanda watched as you went from smiles to cries and to screams of terror, your form somehow shrunken. She slowly walked over to you, and when you noticed you retreated, your shaking form like an innocent child caught in the crossfire.
“P-please,” you cried, “please d-d-don’t hurt me”
“I won't, I promise,” Wanda reassured. She decided that she would need to get the team back in shape after your blast. She quietly walked over to Bucky and gently eased his mind, and after reassuring him they went to do the same with the others. Soon, everyone was mostly fine, but more than ready to know what happened. As they reached where Wanda had left you, they saw you staring out the window, waves of tears racking through your body. As everyone quietly debated who would be best to approach you, Bucky took it upon himself to do so as he’d be the only one who could truly understand what had happened to you.
“What’s your name?” He asked softly, the question making you jump and take a defensive stance. His eyebrows lifted as he saw your fear, he took a step back before speaking again.
“I’m not gonna hurt you… just tell me your name”
You knitted your eyebrows impossibly closer together and shook your head furiously.
“I’m so sorry” you choked out, “don’t take me back! I can’t-“
“I know you don’t want to. Trust me I know, just tell me your name” he asked again, taking a slow step closer.
The tears in your eyes began to slow, “I think, my name is y/n”
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You’re my mission - Chapter 3(AU)
Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1276
Series warnings: angst, abuse, manipulation, violence, brainwashing, mind wiping, trauma, ptsd, eventual fluff, eventual smut(if I’m brave)
Blurb: You didn’t know who you were, or where you were. You had powers you couldn’t control, and a mind that was just as far from your reach. All you knew were two things; 1. Obey your handler, 2. Kill James “Bucky” Barnes… no matter what
(An: sorry these take so long! I have terrible time management skills, but I’m working on it!! I promise!!)
Previous chapters can be found on my masterlist! (Pinned post)
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After Steve and Wanda had reentered the room they were questioning you in, Buvky decided that his presence around you might only make things worse, so he silently walked around the compound, deep in thought. He couldn’t wrap his head around what was done to you, or who was the one that did it. The only thing he was sure of was that someone had to have gotten hold of the Memory Suppressing Machine. If Hydra had found a way to rebuild itself, then it could be sure it would be dismantled once more.
“Doctor Cho, can you and Bruce examine her/him/them? Just do whatever you see fit, but she/he/they doesn’t/don’t have many memories.” Steve said
“Of course, we’ll do what we can” Helen reassured.
Steve guided you to sit on the examination table, you obeyed, but kept your mind on your surroundings as to find the perfect opportunity of escape
“Hello, my name is Doctor Banner, and this is Doctor Cho” Bruce softly stated, gesturing towards Helen.
Helen carefully rolled up your sleeves and took your blood pressure as Bruce started to ask you questions
“What’s your name?” He asked
When you didn’t answer Helen started asking questions too, “do you know where you’re from?”
You continued to stay silent, preferring to observe the windows and doors.
“Look, we know that you don’t remember much, but if there is anything you do remember let us know”
You sighed at their pestering, and continued to go over various scenarios that could happen when you escape. Making sure to plan for even a slight change in wear your feet could land.
You remained undistracted in your thoughts until you saw something come towards your head. You didn’t get a good look at the object but the glance sent you somewhere unknown but familiar. You felt an electric burn throughout your head and the silhouette of something above you had to be the source. The pain ripped through your whole body as you tried to stop the pain. With a scream you finally came to see that you hadn’t gone anywhere. But the man that was examining you was on the floor clutching his head and struggling while the woman was desperately trying to calm him down.
You were unsure of everything, there were new emotions and fears overtaking you. Trying to make sense of what you saw you left the room and frantically wandered the slate halls. When you saw him, your mission. Your rage and terror ceased as the thought of completing your mission drowned all other noise out. Bucky barely had time to notice your split second change in behavior when you started towards him aggressively.
“We don’t need to do this again!” He reasoned
But you answered by beginning your assault, mixing every technique you knew together to complete your mission. He only blocked and dodged your attacks, he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you after you’d been through everything he had. When your physical attacks began getting more and more aggressive Bucky felt a burning in his chest, and welling in his eyes. The combination of your raw strength and powers overwhelming the soldier. You’d once again had him on the ground, handicapping him through suffering while you moved to choke him.
“You don’t have to do this,” he stuttered “...please”
You wickedly smiled as his eyes began to slowly roll into his head, but as a flash of red combated your pink glow your body was forced away from Bucky’s. You immediately recognized Wanda in front of you.
“That’s enough” she said, she was prepared
You smirked and readied yourself for a fight when you saw her head tilt.
Bucky tried his best to get up and regain some self of sense, “Wanda?”
“Bucky, I think it’s best if you leave.”
Bucky pulled himself out of the way as you began attacking Wanda. She easily blocked the waves of emotions you sent at her but the distraction allowed you to land a few hits on the powerful woman. She quickly rebounded and began pushing you back, she was going easy on you. You knew that, she knew that, but neither of you knew how you’d handle her full capability. When you finally managed to break her defenses she felt herself become tired and confused. You weren’t giving up and it seemed to be working. While you had her in your grasps you unleashed blow after blow onto her until she sent you flying away. She’d become angry, and she wasn’t going to go easy any longer. As her hands moved you felt your body begin to move by her will, your hands and legs folding into your stomach. You had to do something, you had to complete your mission, then it would all make sense. At all costs.
With the last of your strength and a piercing scream you unleashed all of your night into a powerful blast. The aftermath of which spread throughout the compound, a pink hue satiating the gray color scheme. Wanda was able to shield herself from your torment, but she could hear the terrorized thoughts of the others in the compound, but yours stood out to her the most. Thousands upon thousands of memories flooding your mind, shuffling over and over to try and make sense of it all. It was as if a one million piece puzzle was dumped in your brain in an instant, and you couldn’t handle it. Wanda watched as you went from smiles to cries and to screams of terror, your form somehow shrunken. She slowly walked over to you, and when you noticed you retreated, your shaking form like an innocent child caught in the crossfire.
“P-please,” you cried, “please d-d-don’t hurt me”
“I won't, I promise,” Wanda reassured. She decided that she would need to get the team back in shape after your blast. She quietly walked over to Bucky and gently eased his mind, and after reassuring him they went to do the same with the others. Soon, everyone was mostly fine, but more than ready to know what happened. As they reached where Wanda had left you, they saw you staring out the window, waves of tears racking through your body. As everyone quietly debated who would be best to approach you, Bucky took it upon himself to do so as he’d be the only one who could truly understand what had happened to you.
“What’s your name?” He asked softly, the question making you jump and take a defensive stance. His eyebrows lifted as he saw your fear, he took a step back before speaking again.
“I’m not gonna hurt you… just tell me your name”
You knitted your eyebrows impossibly closer together and shook your head furiously.
“I’m so sorry” you choked out, “don’t take me back! I can’t-“
“I know you don’t want to. Trust me I know, just tell me your name” he asked again, taking a slow step closer.
The tears in your eyes began to slow, “I think, my name is y/n”
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Paralyzed (Bucky x Male Reader)
Summary: You tend to freeze around your crush a lot. Maybe a song will help
A/N: This is my first post on here! I hope you enjoy it! Also the song used is called Paralyzed by Big Time Rush.
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Having your crush think you hate them was the biggest mistake of your life. You didn't mean for it to end up this way but life had a way of messing with you. It all started the first day you meet Bucky. You were sitting in the living room scrolling through your phone when he walked in. You heard about the man from Steve and the rest of the Avengers. You were an Avenger yourself but a more "Call me if you need me." member. So you never actually saw how he looked. "Oh, you must be Y/N? I'm Bucky." He said causing you to turn around to him staring at you. The moment your eyes meet you instantly fell in love with him. This is why you stared at him wide-eyed before speed walking out of the room. Sadly you had the unfortunate tendency to get paralyzed every time you saw a crush of yours. Meaning you never actually talked to any of them. You tried to talk to Bucky but every time he looked at you your confidence fell to the floor and you quickly left the scene. It didn't take long for the rest of the Avengers to see you in action. It confused all of them to see you avoid Bucky like the plague especially Steve. This is why you were being seated in the conference room with Steve and Tony at the moment. "I already told you guys I don't hate Bucky!" You exclaimed leaning back in your chair. You were always asked the same question and it irritated you. Of course, you can't blame them since you never gave them a straight answer. "You say you don't hate him. But leaving the room the moment he walks in doesn't say much else. You see the problem here?" Tony said waving his hand around the room emphasizing why you were dragged in here in the first place. "Bucky's a good man Y/N. I know his past isn't the greatest but he's trying to make up for it. You don't have to be friends with him just... give him a chance okay?" Steve pleaded, giving you a small smile though you could see the hurt in his eyes. Steve was probably the most hurt by your actions since he and Bucky go way back. You opened your mouth to say something but decided against it. Instead, you mumbled a small okay before walking out of the room and heading straight to yours. Though you weren't at the tower a lot they still wanted you to have a room letting you know you were always welcomed. As you turned the corner you found yourself bumping into someone. "Sorry, my-" You started before you looked up and saw you bumped into none other than Bucky himself. You immediately looked at the ground avoiding his gaze. "Sorry." You said quickly before speed walking away from him.                                                             + + + + Bucky watched as you walked down the hall, your form slowly getting smaller before disappearing completely. He let out a heavy sigh as he turned his head back to where you were standing. Bucky was used to people avoid him considering his past. Though watching you do it hurt him more than it should have. Though that was probably because he had a small crush on you. He continued walking down the hall finding the conference room door wide open. Walking closer he could make out the voice of Tony and Steve who seemed to be talking about you. "I think he's scared of me," Bucky said leaning against the doorway catching the attention of Steve and Tony. Steve let out a small sigh. "Could be. I'm sorry Buck." Bucky waved him off. "It's not your fault. I'm... used to it. even if it's from an Avenger." He said trying not to sound as hurt as he felt.                                                             + + + + After locking yourself in your room you fell onto your bed, letting out a long groan. You knew you had to tell Bucky sooner or later. With your other crushes you usually never saw them the next school year and could forget they ever existed. But Bucky? you couldn't forget him you didn't want to forget him. So with that, you dragged yourself to your desk and began writing. You were a singer in a band before you joined the Avengers. The team would always want to hear you sing whenever it was brought up but you were too shy to do it. Whenever you got a crush you always wrote a song about them and kept it in a binder in your house. You never performed those or your other original songs cause of nerves. This week though all of that would change. It didn't take you long to write the song which surprised you. "Okay, now to show the band." You said to yourself as you grabbed your bag and stuffed the papers in. You opened your door and did a quick peek outside seeing if Bucky was coming down the hall. Once the coast looked clear you stepped into the hallway and made a beeline to the elevator. Finding your bandmates was also a walk in the park. Since all of them were roommates anyway and never left home. You showed them the song and they were ecstatic to perform it. So that week while you were out of the tower you and your bandmates worked on the song till it was perfect. Now the only hard part was performing it.                                                             + + + + It was about a month after the talk with Tony and Steve and things were... progressing between you and Bucky. Now you could be in the room with him for at most two minutes before running away! The team didn't like how short the time was but it was some progress. The Avengers were in the living room talking amongst themselves when you barged into the room catching everyone's attention. "You okay Y/N?" Natasha asked still moving the bowl of popcorn out of Clint's reach. You took a deep breath and collected yourself. "My band is having a show tonight and I want you all to come and watch me!" You said as fast as you could before your confidence ran out. The room fell silent for a minute before everyone started cheering. It surprised you how eager they were to hear you sing. With that, you told them all to get dressed and gave them the location before leaving the room. You mentally high-fived yourself for getting this far. Now all you had to do was sing the song and confess to your crush at the same time.                                                             + + + + "Dude you are shaking more than usual." Brett, your guitarist, said while he messed around with his instrument. Brett and you have been friends ever since you were kids so he knew what was up when you gave them the song. You took a deep breath while fiddling with the mic in your hand. "I have so many first happening today. My first time singing a song in front of the avengers, my first time performing an original song, my first time telling a crush I like them? It's... a lot to handle at once." You admitted feeling a little bit better after getting it off your chest. Brett gives you a kind smile. "Y/N your gonna do great. Just remember to breathe and know that I will always have your back. Okay?" You smiled at his kind words feeling yourself relax more. You were going to say something else but a voice signaling your band to come on stage stopped you. "Well, no turning back now." You joked as you took one final breath before walking onto the stage. Immediately you see the Avengers all seated at a table closest to the stage all wearing a suit or a dress. Seeing Bucky in a black suit with his hair tied back almost made you faint on the spot but you had a job to do. After the clapping died down you cleared your throat and began your little speech before the show. "Hey everyone it's good to be back! So today is a special occasion not only because we have earth's greatest defenders here with us tonight but we're also performing our first original song!" The amount of clapping and wooing you heard was almost deafening. Though you didn't know if they were clapping about the song or the people. "The lyrics are pretty self-explanatory so I won't bore you with the meaning. Without further ado here's our song Paralyzed!" With that, you signaled to your band to begin playing the song. As the song began to play you took one last breath and closed your eyes feeling the music flow through you. It was now or never.                                                             + + + + To say the Avengers were excited to hear you would be an understatement. They were practically bouncing in their seats like little kids waiting to hear you sing. Well except for Bucky who tried to keep a neutral look but anyone could see he didn't want to be there. Before they left he told Steve that you probably didn't want him to come but invited him anyway to be nice. Steve could see the look on Bucky's face and tried to reassure him. "Come on Buck. We're here now aren't we? Might as well enjoy it right?" He reasoned giving Bucky a small smile. Bucky rolled his eyes in response but tried to get comfortable. Though he thought you hated him, he did want to hear your voice. Even if it would never be directed towards him. You, you walked into the room On a Friday afternoon That's when I saw you for the first time And I was paralyzed The moment those words left your mouth the Avengers were surprised by how good you sounded. Though Bucky furrowed his brows as he thought about the first time he met you. "Could he? No that can't be it." Bucky reasoned with himself trying to focus on your voice instead of the lyrics. I had a million things to say But none of them came out that day 'Cause I was never one of those guys That always had the best lies Bucky once again thought about the first time you too met and how the lyrics seemed to fit. Though he once again wrote it off as a really weird coincidence. Right? I try to speak, but boy you got me tongue-tied I try to breathe but I'm f-f-f-frozen inside I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed
I see you walking, but all you do is pass me by Can't even talk, cause words don't come into my mind I'd make a move if I had the guts to But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed As you sang those lyrics the Avengers started to piece things together. They went wide-eyed when the realization hit them. It was a love song. A love song about Bucky. Now I learned a lot from my mistake Never let a good thing slip away I've had a lot of time to look back And my only regret is Not telling you what I was going through But you didn't even know that "I think this is about you, Buck," Steve whispered during the second chorus, playfully jabbing his friend in the side. Bucky barely registered Steve's voice as his mind tried to wrap around the fact that you didn't hate him. In fact, it was the total opposite. As the years go by I think about you all the time, whoa If I get the chance I hope I won't be paralyzed, paralyzed by you Bucky watched as you closed your eyes, finally feeling all your confidence return with a vengeance. When you opened your eyes your E/C ones were staring into his blue ones. You walked into the room On a Friday afternoon Bucky couldn't help the smile that crept onto his lips as he watched you. The rest of the Avengers spent the time looking between you and Bucky still shocked by the love confession. "I think it's safe to say no one was expecting this?" Clint whispered to the team who all just slowly nodded in agreement. When the song ended there was silence for a small moment before the crowd went wild. Bucky watched you breathing heavily, your eyes still trained on his. Without much thought, Bucky got up from his seat and walked to the stage causing the room to fall silent. Bucky could see the worry in your eyes as he got close to you. Though it only lasted for a small moment before the man pressed his lips to yours. The crowd once again went crazy including the Avengers who were more than happy to see the two of you together. "I thought you hated me." Bucky breathed out as he rested his forehead on yours. You chuckled slightly still trying to catch your breath from the song and the kiss. "I don't hate you Bucky. I'm just an idiot." "Well, you are my idiot now doll." He said before pressing his lips to yours again.
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fading-light · 21 days ago
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Devil's Warrior
-Okay so i keep seeing different things about bucky's age when he joined the military but apparently in the first Captain America movie he was 28 and steve was 25? So in the comics steve was older by three years and in the mcu bucky was one year older. fuck this i'm too stupid to calculate the math. and so bucky was 16 when he 'joined' oh shit damn he's shirtless and hot. cough anyways and i don't know so let's just say that reader is as of now twenty three and trained bucky. it'll make sense later i promise.
"Hey Steve,"
Bucky pulled aside the short blond.
"Yeah?"
Steve looked up at Bucky, confused.
"Stay away from him."
Bucky pointed at you going towards Peggy, your dark clothing mixed in with your surroundings.
"Why?"
You seemed harmless, he had never seen you before.
"He's called the devil's warrior for a reason."
Memories of you ruthlessly killing and training soldiers flashed in his mind.
"He doesn't look like a devil."
Your skin and hair glowed in the sunlight, to Steve you looked more like an angel.
"Looks can be deceiving."
Looking at Steve, you grinned at seeing him get the flag. Peggy looked at you with a knowing look in her eyes. "He interests you, doesn't he?" She asked. "He does. Like Sergeant Barnes did and does." The woman poked your cheek with her finger. "He's like twenty-eight and you're only twenty-three. You're five years younger yet trained him when he was twenty-three and you were eighteen." She said just as Steve got in next to you.
Peggy was talking to you about training the new soldiers making Steve gulp, t didn't go unnoticed by you of course. "Oh and (y/n), sergeant Barnes wants to speak to you once we get back." She said once more making you nod.
You saw Bucky waiting for you. "Sergeant Barnes, you wanted to talk?" You asked, Bucky bowed his head. "Yes, thank you for coming. But, you have trained me when others thought I would be useless. Is that what you're going to do for Steve?" You sigh. "He's fragile that's for sure. In the future maybe I will. Who knows, I'm being sent on another solo mission and this could take up to a month. Maybe I'll come back, maybe I won't."
What you said stuck with Bucky after the serum was given to Steve you disappeared that night. "Hey, Sergeant. He left something for you." Peggy said.
'Bucky
As my student and comrade,
You will always be in my mind, from the sleepless nights you gave me to always wanting to train. Remember? You broke into my tent and made it a living hell, from dumping water on me while I slept to endless training hours.
Stay safe...okay?
- (Y/n) (L/n).'
"And he wanted you to have this," Peggy murmured, holding out a necklace you always wore. The yang part to your yin and yang necklace. Bucky held it tightly before putting it on and not bothering to hide it inside his uniform. Memories flashed in his mind that night. "I never said I'd lie and wait forever, if I died we'd be together. I can't always just forget her, but she could try."
You always sang the same song every time you went out, Bucky easily had it memorized.
Three months passed,
You were nowhere to be seen until
"Sergeant Barnes, Sergeant Major (l/n) is outnumbered badly. He's bleeding from multiple wounds." Bucky could not describe the relief he felt, a group of men had quickly come to help you. Only then you had collapsed in Bucky's arms, smiling up at him.
"Okay well damn Howard you have a son now." Somehow still alive, after Bucky fell off the train and Steve was iced, you'd grown closer to the Starks. Howard, Maria, Bucky, and Steve were the ones who knew of your 'abilities.' Similar to James Howlett, aging was slowed. You still looked to be only twenty-three, by the time Tony would be around forty you'd look like twenty-five.
Ah yes being an alchemist and slow aging person in the military, such a good combination. Did you really think I was gonna let you go without adding something? Anyways.
"Howard please calm down."
"My wife is in labor-" Que her screaming and yelling curses at Howard.
"And by the looks of it you are either gonna pass out or I'm gonna make you pass out." You said, yeah it was the former. Catching his limp body, you placed it awkwardly in a chair before "Mr.Stark, your wife wants to see you." In all your years of living, you had never seen someone get up so fast, go in a room, and faint again.
Laughing, you pressed the 'stop recording' button on the camera. Oh lord would this make for a good story for Anthony later on. After a few minutes, Howard came out looking at you, "Come and meet your godson."
You saw that Maria didn't let Howard carry Anthony just because she was scared he was gonna faint with Anthony in his arms. Instead, you held him securely in your arms with Howard right next to you. "If we lay a strong enough foundation we'll pass it on to you, we'll give the world to you and you'll blow us all away someday."
"Where could you be hiding? Under the bed?" You heard a six-year-old Anthony giggle in his closet as you looked under his bed. "Hm, perhaps behind the curtains?" You looked behind the curtains as the closet door opened. Turning around with your eyes closed, Anthony tackle-hugged your legs with a white blanket over him. You faked a gasp. "A ghost!" Picking him up he was laughing now as you gently threw him on the bed and tickled him.
Tony threw off the blanket making you gasp again. "Tony Stark, you're the ghost?"
You tried to spend all of your time with Anthony, from telling Howard to spend more time with his son to taking on spy missions from Shield. Whenever Howard and Maria died, it was you and Tony. You assured him it wasn't his fault, and so you had shown him videos of him when he was younger and the famous video when Maria was in labor.
Although after that, Tony engrossed himself in work leaving you to take more and more missions. Having your own two floors in his towers as well as your own level which only he and Rhodey had. It wasn't until whenever Steve woke up when Tony figured out your past with him, when he asked before your eyes turned darker before changing the subject.
If you weren't taking missions, you were with Steve catching him up with current life. You helped him settle in as well as training him up to your standards since you couldn't back then. Quote on quote "Training with you is literal hell, how could Bucky stand it?" "Simple, he couldn't."
The day you saw Bucky again, it was chaos. He was still the Winter Soldier but he broke when he saw you. "Hey darling," You muttered in tears, his arms wrapped tightly around you. "Please don't leave me..."
When the whole 'civil war' started, you sided with Steve and Bucky. "I'm sorry Tony, but what you want is for people like me to be chained up. Still love you." After becoming literal fucking war criminals, you had stayed in Wakanda with him.
And then Thanos happened, you had used your alchemy to cut HiS hAnD rIgHt oFf. "Why- Why didn't anyone else think of that?" Yeah you were disappointed in them and let them know. "Oh my god he's giving me the glare-" "What glare?" "The glare he used to give me whenever I ate candy before bed-" "I'm sorry what?" "I said what I said."
Bonus:
"Anthony Howard Stark get your ass over here!"
Que Tony running down the hallway screaming.
"James Buchanan Barnes! Steven Grant Rogers!"
Never before have they seen the two super soldiers plus billionaire run so fast, they swore they saw Tony activate his nanotechnology. "We're sorry!" Steve yelled out.
"You fucks literally poured cold water on me while I was sleeping! And you James are fucked!"
Now Steve and Bucky were hiding behind the couches.
"Why did you pour water on (y/n) out of all people? you could've done it to Clint." "Hey!"
"I just wanted to relive some memories!"
"...Do we want to know.."
"yes and no."
"James Buchanan Barnes!"
Bucky paled. He was going to die.
"Don't you think I forgot about you Tony, Steve!"
"Better hide."
-Silas Here
So I didn't really like how this came out but I was working on something else too. not proofread obviously.
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icesnaps · 23 days ago
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Running away: Bucky x male ex-hydra reader
Warnings: cursing, light description of gore
Requested: yes! You know who you are betch
Spell checked: nope
A/n: this is a little Drabble for a friend of mine
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A drawn out, tired sigh escaped my pursed lips, the hot air bouncing back into my face due to the mask covering it, I pushed open the door to my shared home, almost falling in, I was able to stay up long enough to close the splintering door behind me. I stumbled around, leaning against the flaky grey walls for support, despite the fact I didn’t even really think the thin wood could take my weight, but it managed if by some will of god, I followed the wall in the darkness of night to the home stairs, dragging myself up them, and to my bedroom. As I made my way into the pitch black bed room, I gained enough confidence in my strength to pull myself off the wall with a quite grunt, I gripped my injured arm with the other carefully, making my way to the bed through muscle memory. I felt the bed frame bang my foot, I took a few steps to the side till I hit another thing with my foot, the bedside table, I turned to it and I carefully placed the glistening silver knife down on the old, scratched and banged up bedside table, next to the bottle of PTSD pills, my fingers felt broken... tonight was much more stressful then I would have liked it to be. I lifted the hand of my unhurt arm to my face, and pulled off the bloody mask, it was getting far to warm, I opened the draw of the bedside table and chucked it in without as much as a word. I sat on the bed with a small bounce, I wanted to just lay down and stop feeling the pain in my arm... but I couldn’t... it hurt... so much... damn it! I should have been more careful! I can remember the events that lead up to my arm getting slashed so clearly, I should have been better... never mind, I can learn for next time, adapt, be better... for the sake of beating hydra... for the sake of Bucky... we only just escaped the horrible organisation, luckily for us he was already becoming his own person! Slowly but surely.
I started tending to my injury, calmly disinfecting it and bandaging it up, the cold cotton against my burning skin caused me to flinch, I almost flinched again when I felt something on my skin... blood, and a lot more then I though... well isn’t that just fucking dandy!?! After my arm was patched up I preyed that I would be able to lay down, but as I attempted I felt a shock of pain shoot through me, electrifying me, the current pain was worse then the actual slash! With a defeated sigh I stood back up off my bed, it was pointless to try and sleep, at least without taking some pain meds, and the only pain meds I have are in Bucky room. I stumbled back out my room, doing my best to keep myself up by once again leaning on the wall, the blood loss was making me light headed, I felt so dizzy, and like my brain was going numb slowly. I soon made it to my friends room and opened the door quietly “James, are you up?” I ask with a curious inflection to my voice, my voice was no more than a gentle whisper as I made my way to beside his bed, I waited a second for him to respond... he didn’t. With a small smile I chuckled to myself, looking at his heavily shadowed figure in the bed, I couldn’t help but think about everything that led us here, to tonight, we were out of our depth trying to do this... a ex-hydra weapon and a ex-hydra assassin trying to take down hydra on their own? Why did we think we could do it easily?!? Thinking about that horrible organisation... I can’t help but think of one thing they did that was good... they brought me and Bucky together, I look back on the day fondly, even knowing we were the bad guys of that day. I was tasked with keeping track of a target, though I was ordered not to kill them... not yet... I was to let the new weapon have a go at killing them, it was his first test run in a real situation, as expected he did well and killed the target, but he left witnesses, and those I dealt with, before reprimanding him for it “that was sloppy, a rookie mistake! Do you even know what your doing?” I huffed at him, putting a finger in his face, he looked slightly upset by my words and went to respond but I cut him off “don’t even, just don’t be sloppy next time... that being said you killed your target well, impressive” I complimented with a smile, to which I saw his face light up for a second “thank you sir!” And from there our friendship blossomed to what it is today... can I even call it friendship anymore...
Our... ‘friendship’ has changed... at least for me it has, I don’t even know when or how it turned into... it turned into... I pushed the though out of my head, my feelings don’t matter... I’m just here to help him get back on his feet, take down hydra, meet with Rogers again then vanish as I always do... it’s one the good thing I’m good at, running away... I ran away from my family, I ran away from my home, I ran away from my old gang, i ran away from the scenes of my crimes, I ran away from hydra, I just ran away from a near death experience and I’m planning to run away from Bucky, maybe that’s just my superpower... no use dwelling on it. I broke my eyes away from buckys sleeping form and onto the bed side table, my eyes now being adjusted to the dark allowed me to see what was on the table, his gun, that he didn’t even let me touch, a photo of him and Steve that was framed, and a photo of me laying down next to it... over my face was a packet of pills, the pain medication I was looking for, I quickly snatched it up and started digging my finger nails into the foil cover, getting two pills out before putting the package back and placing it over my face once again. I took one last glance at Bucky before turning away from him and making my way back to my bed room, I took a seat on my bed, and chucked the pills into my mouth, swallowing them dry, it hurt a bit and felt odd but I couldn’t really give a fuck right now! I sat on my bed in silence for a second, waiting for the pills to start numbing the pain... and when they did, I lay down and closed my eyes, preying it wouldn’t be long till the grasp of sleep took me into its realm of peace, a thing I haven’t got to have much of for the last few months, hell years!!!
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chaoticgaysstuff · 24 days ago
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Assassin's In A Bar | Bucky Barnes x Male! Reader
A/N: Some smut in here. Hope everyone likes it.
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"C'MON, MAN! RUN! LET'S GO!" 
Your feet hit the ground roughly as you and Nate ran fast, breathing heavily. The sound of your heavy breathing traveled throughout the seemingly endless forest
You honestly weren't sure what was even happening right now. One second, you and Nate were sitting on your bed, playing a new game you bought, and now you were running from some guys who had broken into your house. 
For whatever reason, they wanted both of you, but you guys weren't sticking around to find out that reason, so you took off into the forest near your house. Probably a big mistake for you to make. 
You could practically feel them catching up to you guys, causing you both to pick up your pace a lot. You were on the high school track team and Nate was on the football team, so you hope that was an advantage you both had against them. 
Unfortunately, Nate ended up falling. 
"SHIT!" 
"C'MON, NATE!" 
You helped him up quickly and you both continued running. Nate falling down caused them to catch up and they shot something at you both, making y'all fall forward. 
"FUCK!" Nate screamed in aggravation as he clutched his leg in pain. He tried standing up, but it hurt too much. Same for you. Whatever was shot at you guys hurts like hell. 
One of the guys approached you and looked at you smugly, "Did you both really think you could outrun us? I do appreciate you guys for attempting to get away." 
"Fuck you." You said as he kicked you in the injured leg, making you hiss in pain.
"Knock them out for me." He demanded the two approaching men who nodded.
One of them reached into their jacket pocket and took out a syringe before crouching down next to you as you tried to move, but was pretty much inevitable at this point. You felt it prick your neck as you watched darkness take over. 
You laid on your bed as music blasted loudly in your ears, mumbling the lyrics to your favorite song under your breath. 
Ten years had passed since that whole incident happened and you were now in your mid-20s. 
Honestly, you and Nate didn't remember anything that happened that night because they wiped your memory of that night. All you knew was that these guys decided to train you guys to become assassin's and they did a good job at it. Both never killed people. Only injured. 
Your adopted parents never cared about what you did with your life, so you and Nate went and lived with them for a while. 
Just now, Nate walked into your room as you took the earbuds out, the music still playing on your phone. 
"Hey, finally finished training today?" 
"Sure am. Now, let's go out to a bar and forget about the assassin business for tonight." Nate said as you stood up, putting your shoes on. 
"Are you sure you don't want to go out to not subtlety flirt with that bartender who's as oblivious as ever?" You questioned knowingly with an eyebrow raised as you waited for him to respond. 
Nate blushed, "Okay, that's one reason.   I plan on asking her out, and you could find some hot guy to get down and dirty with." He wiggled his eyebrows at you as you rolled your eyes, but muttered in agreement. 
It's been a while since you've been with someone. Being an assassin keeps you pretty busy. That would change tonight. You would find someone to have sex with and would enjoy it. 
And you may have just found him. 
As soon you entered your destination, Nate went straight towards the bar to flirt with the cute brunette as you sat at the bar by yourself, ordering a drink from the male bartender.
From there, you looked around the bar and wondered who you should try and get with tonight. One guy did manage to catch your eye sometime later, and you were about to walk over to him when a familiar feeling came over you. 
A skill that you were able to interpret, unlike some people, due to your training. Someone was watching you like a work of art. You wondered who that was. 
Your E/C eyes did a quick scan of the room as you lifted the glass to your lips, taking a small sip. In the end, you ended up locking eyes with blue eyes, beautiful blue eyes. 
This man was so handsome. Gosh, you practically came in your pants.
Who was this hot guy with beautiful eyes and perfect hair? You didn't know, but you were going to find out. 
"Hey, bartender." You called out, keeping your eyes on the mysterious male. The bartender came over and stood by you, "Give that man a drink from me please." You pointed at the mystery man who was cloaked in the shadows at the end of the bar. 
He nodded and walked away. Mystery Man and I held each other gazes, not wanting either one to look away. He ended up ripping his gaze away from mine when the bartender placed his drink down in front of him and pointed it at you. You gave a little cheer in the air as he smirked, both taking a sip. 
You stood up from your seat and walked over to him, sitting down next to as a smirk painted upon your features, "Hey, I couldn't help, but notice that you keep lookin' at me. You mind telling me why?" 
He gave a small shrug, "Just enjoying the view that is now sitting in front of me. What about you? Couldn't help but notice you were, too." 
"Oh, when I see a hot guy who looks as tasty as you, it's kinda hard not to stare," You grinned, "What's your name, hottie?"
"Call me, James." 
Bucky didn't know why he wanted you to call him that name. No one's called him that in a long time, but he wanted to hear his real name roll off your lips. 
"James," You said slowly, "Nice name. I'm Y/N. So, is this your first time here?" 
"Yeah, I decided to come out here and see how this famous bar was." He said. 
"And how are you liking it here so far?" 
"Well, I'm loving it now that this adorable male is sitting right in front of me." 
The next moments spent together were full of playful banters and teasing. You were such a bad boy. For the first time in like 70 years, Bucky was beginning to feel alive again. With you, he wasn't a brainwashed assassin or anything. He was just James. 
When you asked if he wanted to get out of here, Bucky immediately agreed. He knew what would probably happen. You guys would have sex which is his first time with a dude or anyone in decades. Hopefully, his internet research prepared him for this moment. 
"Nice room." Bucky commented as he watched you close the door. 
"I'm well aware," You responded, "I'm also aware of your attractiveness." 
"Well, I'm aware of your bad behavior." 
He walked closer to you, so you both were standing merely an inch away from one another, his eyes darkening.
"Everyone's aware of that." 
"Seems like someone should have got their ass spanked as a child." 
"But I didn't then, and I won't now." 
Bucky reached around you and smacked your ass, bringing your body against his as a smirk formed on his face. 
"Guess we'll see about that." 
Bucky kissed you roughly, an intense make-out session happened as he attacked your mouth like he couldn't get as much of you as he wanted. To taste your sweet, soft lips. You moaned, your half-hard cock pressing up against his member. 
Much to Bucky's dismay, you broke the kiss and went to stand on the other side of the room. You slowly removed your shirt, throwing it across the room as he looked at your divine abs. 
Then, you unzipped your zipper and pulled down your pants, your cock sticking out through the hole in your boxers. You watched as Bucky licked his lips hungrily at the sight of you. 
Impatience took over Bucky and in a flash, he was standing in front of you and lifted you off the ground, pressing your back into the wall as he kissed you roughly once again. You wrapped your legs around his waist as you moaned into the kiss before he threw you onto the bed. 
He took off his jacket and boots as your eyes widened, "You have a metal arm?" 
Shit. Bucky was afraid that you didn't want to continue and that you might have known him to be the Winter Soldier "Yes, I have a metal arm. I know I should have told you before we came back here and I don't blame you if you want to-" 
"Actually, I find it to be quite hot," You said, "And it would be hotter wrapped around my throat as you fuck me." 
Bucky didn't need to be told twice. 
He lifted his shirt and pants off quickly and hopped on you, attacking your neck and sucking on it harshly as he slid one hand down to your ass and squeezed it. 
"Oh, fuck..." You managed to moan out, running your fingers down his smooth back with one hand as your other one stroked his cock before pulling down his boxers. 
Looks like Bucky Jr was happy because his dick hardened considerably, your hand still wrapped around his cock, stroking him faster and harder. 
"Fuck, Y/N." He moaned out, kissing you on the lips, collar bone, ears, and neck. 
Bucky moved back as you let out a small whine of annoyance and watched as he pulled off his boxers before taking yours off as well. 
"Get on your knees, doll." He demanded, grabbing your hips and pulling you up when you didn't move fast enough for him. 
You kneeled for him on the bed and Bucky and briefly pinched one of your nipples, loving the noise that escaped your mouth as a result. 
"You look so amazing in this position, doll. You're such a good boy for me." He played with your hair as you closed your eyes and sighed in content. It felt good. 
He grabbed your chin roughly and made you look up at him, "You're going to be good for me, aren't you, baby boy?" You nodded, "Now, suck my cock, doll." 
You obeyed and took his hard member into your mouth and gagged slightly when Bucky tried to shove his whole member inside your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down, moving at a fast pace, deepthroating him as he moaned, your hair in a tight grip. 
"Oh, yeah! Fuck, Y/N. Keep going you cockslut! My little cockslut. My slut." He moaned louder than before as pleasure coursed through him. 
Bucky pulled his cock out of you and pushed you back onto the bed, crushing your hands together with the metal one. 
"Suck on my fingers." You opened your mouth quickly and he put his fingers inside your mouth, getting them all wet and slick before nudging your legs apart and ran two of his fingers around your ass hole. 
"James, please." 
"Please what? What do you want? Use words for me, doll." 
"Please, fuck me. Finger fuck me. Stick your wet fingers in my hole please." 
He did what you wanted and stuck his finger in your hole, rough and fast as you cried out. 
"Did I hurt you?" Bucky asked, concern washing over him. He was going to take his finger out, but you shook your head quickly. 
"No! No, don't stop. Keep going. It feels so good. Don't stop, James." You said. 
Once James was satisfied with your reassurance, he inserted another finger inside your body, stretching you out. 
"Yeah, James. That feels so good, keep going." You pleased as Bucky moved quicker and faster, causing you to moan even louder. 
"Do you have any condoms?" He asked, sliding his finger out of you. 
"Yeah, in the top drawer right over there." You pointed over to the drawer next to your bed and Bucky reached into it with one hand, fumbling around blindly for it. 
He found it and put the condom on, lining up his cock to insert it into your entrance. He shoved his cock into your hole slowly at first as stroked your cock with his hand. 
He thrusted into your faster as you gripped sheets tightly in your hand, "F-Faster! Go faster, James." 
Indeed, Bucky did go faster, pounding into you roughly, "Fuck, doll. You're so needy for me and so tight," He growled, punctuating each word with a hard thrust, You're all mine. My slut, my doll, right?" 
You nodded, "Yeah, I'm your slut. I'm your doll. Anything you want me to be." 
He pounded into you some before leaning down to whisper in your ear, "Come for me." 
"OH, JAMESSSS!" You screamed his name as you came hard and fast. 
The sound of your moans and the use of his real name caused Bucky to come right inside you. He pulled out of you and both of you guys laid down, panting hard as Come spilled out of your ass. 
Bucky pressed a kiss onto your neck and jaw before leaning down and licking some of the come off your stomach. 
This was definitely one of the greatest nights of your life for sure. 
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The bright sunlight beaming through the window caused you to blink your eyes open. Upon awakening, you noticed two things. Your ass was burning like it was on fire, and the space next to you was empty. 
You looked up and watched as Bucky started pulling his clothes. He must have noticed you staring because he paused, looking over to stare at you. 
"How's your ass?" He asked, putting his black jacket on with a smirk on his face.
"Sore," You answered, "Leaving already?"
Bucky nodded slowly, "Yeah, and before I leave, I wanted to say that even though this was a one-time thing for you, I would have loved to see you again and maybe went on a date with you." He muttered the last part, blushing a bit. 
You looked at him in surprise. You've had one-night stands in the past. One was some rich, trust fund guy, and another was with a doctor, and a few more, but none of them made you want to see them again the way Bucky did. 
It was something about him that drew you in. He was mysterious, and you found yourself wanting to get to know him more, and maybe get a chance to go out with him. 
He was different from the others and you found yourself nodding your head. 
"I would love for this to be more than a one-night stand," You stated, much to his surprise, "And I would love to take you out to get a burger tonight. How does that sound, James?" 
Bucky seemed to take a few moments before nodding his head, "A burger sounds great." He agreed and you wrote down your number, handing it to him as he took it and planted a kiss on your lips before leaving. 
After your date, which was as lovely as ever, you ended up sucking Bucky's brains out through his dick and cuddled with each other afterward. 
Both of you went on many more dates and have been dating for a month. James was still a mystery to you. He didn't really talk about his past or what he does for a living, but neither did you. 
It's not like you would tell him that you're an assassin. Besides, you both had only been dating for a month, so he would open up to you when he's ready. 
Currently, you are cuddling on your bed with his metal arm wrapped around you. You thought his metal arm was cool and kinda hot as well. 
Nate was out with Kira, leaving you both at the house alone. 
Your phone vibrated and you stood up to go check it as Bucky whined, "C'mon, why can't you check that later? I want my cuddler back in my arms."
"It could be important." You said as you checked the message quickly, so you can get back to cuddling with your mystery man. This message made you freeze, "...Oh my God..." 
"What? What's wrong, Y/N?" Bucky asked, standing up and coming near with concern and worry on his features. 
"...Um. Okay, um, I didn't tell you this yet, but my parents were murdered over a decade ago, and I've been searching for the killer ever since. Seems like Nate just found out who he is." 
You thought back to the night they died.
Some masked man walked into the house when you were in the living room and shot them without shooting you. Ever since that day, you wanted to kill whoever that man was and make him feel the pain you felt that night. 
"He? Do you have a name?" 
"Not his actual name, but his villain name. He goes by The Winter Soldier."
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happygowriting · 25 days ago
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This is something new I'm gonna start doing at the end of the month hopefully if I don't forget because I realized I post a lot during the month and I want people to be able to catch up easily.
Here's a list of fic's and edits I posted in May and links so you can easily get caught up! Thank you for reading my stories!
Poet Bucky Masterlist Edit Series (FINISHED, 8 Edits and poems in total)
When he's Alone: Bucky x Reader, where Bucky gives himself self pleasure as he thinks about reader.
I need you: Stucky, where Steve has a bad day and he just needs Bucky.
A Boyfriend for Hire Chapter Six: Ducky (Bucky Barnes x Dayton White), where Bucky rewards Dayton for his win.
Ransom Drysdale Moodboard
Just the Night: Mickey Henry x Female!Reader, where Mickey and Reader fuck on the beach
Ducky (Dayton White x Bucky Barnes) Edit:
Leave before you love me: Frank x Female! Reader, where Frank has a one night stand and reader thinks for a moment they can change him but he still leaves before the morning.
New Beginnings Chapter One: (NEW SERIES) Frank x Female!Reader. Series summary: Before Daphne, Frank had never had his heart broken and after, he’s left with a void that he doesn’t know how to fill. Trying to navigate these new feelings, he escapes from Los Angeles in search of a new start someplace where nobody knows his name. Coming across a small town in the middle of nowhere Frank settles, hoping that the change from the big city will help him overcome the heartbreak. That’s where he meets you, someone he wouldn’t have expected to have such a big impact on his life or his heart.
Do the drugs still get you high? (Part three in the HDIMYLMA Series: In which Frank loses himself in someone else hoping to forget the memory of how Ransom feels, and how he makes Frank feel.
Happy Accidents: Bucky Barnes x Male!Reader, in which Bucky Barnes walks in on you masturbating in his bed.
Always You: Ducky (Bucky Barnes x Dayton White) In which Dayton has a picture of Bucky on his dashboard after all this time. Whenever he races he’d glanced at it. Then he gets into a wreck when Bucky came home from army basic.
1K Thank you Post
The Hat Draw Challenge: My 1k writing celebration challenge!
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