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lokiswifeduh · 1 month

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Long Night

Pairings - Roommate!tfatws!Bucky x Fem!Roommate!Reader

Summary - You've been stood up twice in a row now. Bucky is tired of seeing you disappointed. So he takes you on a date.

Warnings - angst, being stood up, angry/annoyed bucky

Notes - I'm horrible at summaries, I know!! This happened to me a couple days ago, wishing I had a Bucky to take me on a date in Brooklyn right about now! Not proofread so lmk if there are any mistakes! Thank you for reading loves!!

WC - 1,750

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"Whatcha gettin' ready for, doll?" Bucky leaned on your bedroom doorframe, watching you straighten your hair in the mirror on top of your dresser.

"I have a date." You smiled, not noticing the slight drop in Bucky's smile.

"Oh, with anyone I know?"

You shook your head. "His name's Nash. Someone Sam set me up with," You explained. "He's supposed to pick me up in twenty minutes."

Bucky internally rolled his eyes. The guys Sam hung around with were nice, yes. However, he never got the guts to take you out on the date you deserved. A date with him.

"Are you sure you want him picking you up?" Bucky asked, making you look back in confusion. "I mean you don't know him that well... You could meet him there or uh, I'll drop you off." You let out a small laugh, "Yeah Buck, I'll just have my male roommate drop me off at a date, that'll go over well."

Bucky shrugged. He walked away from your bedroom to grab a beer from the fridge before sitting on the couch. He turned on whatever channel didn't require him to use the remote too much before slouching into the cushions.

Twenty minutes passed by when you slipped out of your bedroom, shutting the door behind you.

"Wow, doll. You.." Bucky's eyes widened slightly, "You look great."

You grinned, looking down at your outfit. It was basic but it was the most comfortable yet fashionable outfit you had. Black flared leggings with a sage green sweater and some white sneakers. It was simple yet appropriate for a late-night-diner date.

And to top it all off your makeup had cooperated for once. Both eyebrows looked like twins and not sisters. Your highlight was perfect, shimmering, but not too much. And you had the perfect lipgloss that made your lips look sunkissed. Perfect.

"He should be here any minute!" You sprayed some perfume, your favorite vanilla scent, and went to sit in the armchair across from the couch.

Bucky hummed, keeping his eyes on the Tv, taking another sip of beer.

However, twenty more minutes went by and Nash hadn't texted you, hadn't called, and hadn't shown up. Bucky was starting to feel bad and you could tell by the pity looks he kept throwing your way.

"He uhm," Bucky cleared his throat, "Maybe he hit traffic. You know, with it being New York and everything." You nodded, trying to hold onto at least a small bit of hope. "Yeah, traffic." But then another forty minutes went by and he still hadn't even texted.

And then another hour.

And another hour.

By the time Bucky finally turned off the Tv it was three and a half hours since the time Nash was supposed to come pick you up.

You were still sitting in the armchair, having dozed off with a couple tears streaked down your face. Ruining your once-perfect makeup.

Bucky sighed, silently cursing Sam even though he knew it wasn't his fault.

"Alright, doll," Bucky whispered, placing his metal arm behind your back, and lifting your legs with his right. You groaned awake, holding your phone in your palm as you wiped your cheek. "What time is it?" Your eyes shoot open, "Did he show up?" Bucky placed you in your bed, handing you one of his t-shirts you had stolen a while ago. "No, doll. I'm sorry." You stripped your shirt off to change as Bucky went into your bathroom, grabbing a couple of makeup wipes.

"Here." He softly spoke, hating your distraught and disappointed expression.

You wiped your makeup off, shedding a couple more tears in the process. The tears dripped from your cheek to the grey henley Bucky had given you. "It's okay. Maybe he was just busy." Bucky wanted to roll his eyes. He wanted to tell you that any respectful man, any gentleman wouldn't have done what Nash did to you. But he kept his mouth shut, opting to hum in your favor, and threw the makeup wipes in the trash when your face was completely bare.

"Goodnight, Doll." He placed a kiss on the crown of your head as you hummed in response. "Goodnight, Buck."

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A couple days later, you finally got a text back from Nash.

"Bucky I was right!!" You came sliding into the kitchen, your socks making it easy to ice-skate on the smooth wood floor.

Bucky chuckled at your ability to skid so gracefully without falling. He had tried it once but vowed to never do it again after he slid into the dining room table. You would never let him live it down.

"Right about what, doll?" Bucky flipped the pancake, adding some vanilla to the dough.

"About Nash! He actually was busy!" Bucky quirked an eyebrow. Wondering why he had waited this long to text you back. Six days to be exact. "Did he say with what?" Bucky turned back to making breakfast.

"He said he got busy with work, and that something at work pissed him off so he didn't wanna see me while he was upset." You explained what Nash had told you.

Bucky had never wanted to hit someone in the face so hard.

Well, actually that wasn't true. But he did want to sock Nash in the face for standing you up and giving you a half-ass excuse days later.

"I mean that explains things, yeah..." Your brows furrowed at Bucky's flat tone. "Do you not believe it?" Bucky sighed, pulling the milk and eggs from the fridge as you sat on the countertop. "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that it kinda seems like he forgot and or didn't wanna see you so he made up an excuse a little less than a week later to not seem like a dick." You nodded, taking in the information. Bucky couldn't sense your reaction quite yet, seeing how you were just staring at the ground with your hands in your lap, swinging your legs in the air.

"I mean, I'm seeing him tonight. If everything goes well after then I'll know it really was true."

"You're seeing him again?" You nod, "But this time I'm meeting him at the fourth corner Bakery. And I'm meeting him earlier this time, around noon."

Bucky looked over at the clock, seeing it was already 10:45. "Well you better go get ready," He said almost reluctantly, "Breakfast will be done before you need to leave."

You smiled, hopping off the countertop as you gave Bucky a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Buck. You're the best!"

He smiled, but then remembered he's only making you breakfast before you go on a date with a guy who's already stood you up once. Rolling his eyes, he scrambled the eyes, listening to your music in the other room.

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You had already left for your date three hours ago when Bucky decided to go over to see Sam. His excuse was wanting to discuss the next mission they were due to go on in a week. But he just didn't want to sit at home all day, thinking about how you were on a date with another guy.

However, before he could reach Sam's he had to pass by the bakery where you were meeting Nash.

Yet when he looked through the window, there you were, sitting all alone at a table for two, eating a piece of cheesecake. No Nash in sight.

An internal war started in Bucky's mind. Should he go in and see if you were okay? Or should he believe Nash was in the bathroom and you were just sitting by yourself for a minute or two?

But then he noticed the solemn look on your face. The way your fork poked at the half-eaten cake. And that was your favorite kind. Bucky mumbled a soft curse, opening the door to the bakery and making his way over to you.

Without words, he sat down, his gloved hand resting on the table in front of your plate. You kept your head down, not quite looking at Bucky but knowing he was there.

"He didn't show, again." You mumbled. If Bucky didn't have super soldier hearing he doubted he could've heard what you had said.

"I know, doll. I'm sorry." You finally looked up, tears in your eyes which made Bucky's heart clench. "Why me, Buck? Why am I the one who's alone?" Bucky stayed silent, knowing you needed to vent.

"Am I unlovable? Is that what it is? Why does every single one of my friends get to find the one? Get to fall in love, get married, and have kids and I'm the one without someone?!" Your outburst made some other customers look over in concern.

You groaned, resting your head on your hand and hiding your face from the rest of the bakery. "I- uh, I'm not sure, doll. But I know one thing.. you're not unlovable. You just haven't found the one who wants to take the effort to show you how effortless you are to love."

You looked up at Bucky, fresh tears gleaming in your eyes. You had never seen him look so vulnerable before. He usually grumped his way through emotions. But not with you, not anymore.

He gave you a sad smile, clearing his throat before he stood, "Y'know what, doll. Let's go." He held out his hand. You looked around, "Where are we going?" Bucky took your palm in his gloved hand, "It's a surprise." You laughed, before standing and throwing the rest of your soggy cheesecake away. "You know how I feel about surprises." "Okay, I'll give you a hint." Bucky opened the door for you, making sure to walk on the side of the road with the bustling cars and traffic. Bucky called a taxi, opening the door for you. "You're about to have the best date of your life." You stared at him in awe before laughing and climbing in the taxi. Bucky's knees barely fit as he scooted in next to you. The driver asked where to go as Bucky licked his lips, "Brooklyn, please." You smiled, "Brooklyn?"

Bucky nodded, throwing an arm around your shoulder. "I may be old but I still know some good spots to take my best girl on a date." A blush rose to your cheeks as you looked over to him. "Your best girl?" Bucky nodded, picking up your hand with his metal one before leaving a soft kiss on your knuckles. "Always and forever, doll."

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loungemermaid · 10 months

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Thinking again about how Peeta gets sick from the train food, that it’s too rich for him, that he lived on stale and burnt bread, that he might have had materially enough food but not the right kinds. Thinking about how malnutrition is a spectrum, and food insecurity looks different in different households. That yes, he might not be one missed meal from starving to death, but that his teeth are probably weak. His mouth probably breaks out in ulcers when he eats fresh fruit. That he probably snuck down to the bakery when he was hungry and all there was were spoonfuls of sugar or jam. Maybe he had to take cake scraps to school for lunch, and how awful that would be, because it looks so luxurious but it’s not. How he probably loved when his dad bought one of Katniss’s squirrels because it was so fresh and alive, so unstale. Thinking a lot about food insecurity.

#mer.txt #get in folks we’re going into the Trauma of Poverty #I grew up like this #there were times my parents couldn’t afford anything #and they gave me Benadryl for dinner #because they couldn’t admit that they couldn’t feed me #I’ve had microwave popcorn for dinner #and ramen for months #shout out to the school lunch program #anyway #just in my thoughts

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bloofinntoona · 1 year

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What if: MC went to Azkaban?

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(I can't believe this type of ambience/ASMR exists but credits goes to ASMR Weekly on Youtube)

As a wielder of ancient magic, a keeper (even if the name gave you even more burden), you felt the responsibility to keep the world safe from dark forces - whether it was dark magicians, poachers, or goblins.

Ever since you transferred to Hogwarts in your fifth year, you've spent your free time helping villagers hunt down thieves, dark magicians, poachers, and goblins. Your "escapades" resulted in numerous casualties.

Of course, you didn't dare to mention your quests in detail to your friends, even to your closest mates, Sebastian and Ominis. Especially Sebastian, since you were scared that involving him would result in him dwelling deeper into the dark arts. And you knew that Ominis would use his connections to prevent you from stepping a single foot outside of the castle.

Thankfully, the number of dark wizards and poachers did go down in your sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts - most likely the news of their peers being hunted down spread around. No one knew who hunted them and how did they manage to do so.

Until one day in your seventh year, you told Sebastian and Ominis that you were tasked by a professor to find an ingredient in the forest. Sebastian insisted on accompanying you, but you declined profusely, urging him to finish the history of magic assignment that he needed to turn in soon. Not going to press further, the two boys let you off on your own - they knew you were strong enough to defend yourself anyways.

You landed at the Clagmar Coast, finding a decent-sized poacher camp. You charged in immediately, thinking that you had spent so much time fighting, this would be a piece of cake.

And you were correct, in only an hour, you managed to rid the area of the poachers. After looting off any chest that you could find and opening the stolen beasts' cages, you put away your wand and flew back to the castle.

In between fallen bodies and debris, a man crawled out. After years of cleaning up poachers' camps, you became sloppy, forgetting to double-check if there were still any witnesses alive.

Unfortunately, this particular band of poachers had a special connection to the ministry, and they found out about a student who had been running around fighting off dark wizards with an unknown type of powerful magic.

Just as you were walking down the hallway sandwiched between Sebastian and Ominis, a group of AURORs from the Ministry grabbed your body and hauled you off. Sebastian was screaming, panicking that you were being taken away, from him. Ominis was begging, shouting that his family would hear about this - but all of their screams fell on deaf ears.

Your professors begged the ministry to let you go, especially Professor Weasley, but she didn't have the power to fight against the government.

You were rightfully scared, being subjected to hours of questioning, tests, and the use of Dementors on you, to keep you docile, you overheard some of the guards say.

The only thing that kept you somewhat conscious was the thought of your friends at Hogwarts - Natty, Poppy, Amit, Imelda, Garreth, and especially the two Slytherin boys that you held close in your heart. You would lay down on the cold floor of your confinement, imagining it was the Undercroft, where you would spend your evenings with Sebastian and Ominis.

It was all too much for Sebastian. First, his parents, then Anne, and you? You covered him after the Solomon incident and he swore that he would get you out of the ministry's hand even if it would kill him. Not even Ominis could pry his hands away from the dark arts, if it worked on his own uncle, an ex-AUROR, it would work on the AURORs who took you away from him... right?

Ominis had a different approach, he thought it was smarter to get you out from the inside. With the influence of his family name and excellent grades, he was able to get a job in the ministry. Getting information about your whereabouts and access to Azkaban was fairly easy when you learned how to rub shoulders with the higher-ups.

You didn't even bother to count how long you were tortured and held hostage - you had assumed that everybody had moved on with their lives. Yet to your surprise, after probably a few years of being locked up, the walls of your prison cell were broken with a blue explosion - the effect of the "Bombarda" spell that you knew very well. The impact almost knocked you out completely, but you faintly felt warm arms engulfing your body, and the scent of a certain brown-haired Slytherin boy that you missed so much.

"It's alright now. Everything will be alright. I'm so sorry it took me this long. Nobody will take you away from me. Ever."

#GOSH i had this idea and i need to type it out asap #but my stomach felt weird probs cuz i only had popcorn for dinner hehe #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x reader #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow headcannon #hogwarts legacy #hl #sebastian sallow fanfic

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newtness532 · 5 months

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remember when i said i have a lot of things i need to do today and then i did none of that?

#i didnt even cook i just made popcorn for dinner #i half did my homework for tomorrow #i didn't do any more practice tests #i didn't even download the data for the statistics homework #but at least i had fun with my music #jo says stuff #personal ramblings

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vurelly · 1 year

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VURELLY!!!! IT'S BEEN A HOT MINUTE SINCE I LAST CAME IN YOU ASKS!!! HOW HAS LIFE BEEN, YOU GOOD??? DO YOU NEED SOUP??????

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life good i am actually SO full of soup rn

#vu asks #just ate a cup of popcorn chicken a bowl of fruit and follow it all with soup #i had dinner with my best friend it was a very good afternoon!#and i still have a lotta leftovers so plenty to eat tomorrow

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i-really-like-plants · 3 months

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Just learned that my friend of 5+ years eats popcorn and only popcorn for dinner every single Sunday and I don’t know how to feel about that.

#that plant talks!#like I knew she loves popcorn but like #she said she was getting hungry #for literally just popcorn and butter #like I am very concerned for her health where are her nutrients coming from #it’s a family tradition apparently #I had dinner with her last Sunday so I’m apparently the only force holding her back from popcorn

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bergoozter · 2 years

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Omg you saw the ghoul boys live!! How was the experience??

hii !! yes! i went to the milwaukee show last night! i had suuuch an amazing time !! it was such a surreal experience seeing them not on my tiny little screen but like just 50 ft in front of me. the feeling was quite reminiscent of my one direction concert back in 2015 lol.

ngl i was kinda in the mindset of the st ignatius ep being so good that nothing would be able to truly top it and they just immediately proved me wrong. the ep was SO GOOD! yet another favorite. i can’t even describe how special it was to be able to watch something like that with a group of people who were as equally invested and entertained as i was. i now firmly believe every ep of ghost files should be viewed movie theater style with a thousand other watcher heads. literally magical. i had been debating earlier yesterday w myself on whether or not to watch the patreon early access or not and i’m so glad i decided against it.

the q&a part was also very fun! like a live little debrief. people had such fun qs and it was a great time listening to them go off on every tangent imaginable. there was a bit at the beginning where ryan didn’t know what the dells was and we all yelled at him lol. that particularly felt even more special bc i live not too far outside of the dells and spent a great deal of my childhood there and to hear them, especially shane, talk ab it was so so surreal. i do wish i would’ve recorded more bc it’s hard to remember everything but i’ve got a few moments to look back on. esp them confirming they’re both swifties lol.

the only thing that would’ve made the evening even better would’ve been actually meeting them but i can continue to dream lol

anywho 11/10 spirits, would recommend 💖

#not me writing an essay #my only critique would be that i needed a 7th inning stretch of sorts somewhere in there bc i started to get pretty nasty to move around lol #antsy * tf #also the popcorn was 6$ </3 that’s on the theater tho #i went w my friend who’s not too familiar w them and she also had a great time!#also i had a bomb ass burger for dinner and found out i actually do like sweet potato fries my mom just sucks at making them #lol #ghost files live #ghost files #asks #ty for letting me ramble meg <333

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