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writingforyuh · 3 years

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Hi! How are you? First of all, I would like to tell you that my native language is not English, so I hope you can understand if I make a mistake writing this :( so, what I came here for is to request a Bucky Barnes x Male reader where the reader has the power of Mystique from x-men, I guess you know who I'm talking about haha, maybe it can be about the first time they met, they can be partners or enemies, I don't know, I trust you'll do something good, thanks for read xoxo

a/n: so... the first thing i want to say its sorry; you, my dear anon, gave me a damn good idea, but it is so good, soo goooood, that i think that i didn't something on the deserved level. But anyways, i hope you like it, this one was a bit complicated to do, so it may be not so good. Also, from now on, in my stories, i will be naming our reader(you). 'Cause for me, it's strange not to use a name or nickname sometimes, and i'll not use y/n or relateds, not that i don't like, i read a lot of fics with y/n, it's just that i don't want to use. On this one, i used Mystique's name, Raven. I also discovered that i can't center the txt when it's a reply like this one. I'm wheeping fandom: marvel/captain america/the falcon and the winter soldier too(?) words: 1.880 words/10.311 characters warnings: idk shapeshifting?, a tad fluff in the end, fight

Bucky Barnes x Male!Mystique!Reader

"The way you are"

As you walk away through the sidewalk, you shapeshift into a black woman, your blue skin turning brown, your yellow eyes turning green, your body changing to fit the appearance you want. In a mere second, the transformation it's done. Your clothes and ravenous hair are the only things that stay the same. You are going to a Japanese restaurant to pay a visit to a friend. Honestly, it's not exactly a restaurant, but you quite like the place. It's the only one place you feel secure enough to turn into something close to what you look. Though today you will be going with another look. Arriving at the place, which luckily wasn't so crowded today, you take a seat, waiting for your friend, who is the attendant, Leah. She is the only one who knows about your power and actual appearance. It was a dangerous decision to tell her about it, although you don't regret doing it. When she looks at you, you blink, so she knows that it's you. Before going to you, she passes on the kitchen and takes a plate full of sushi and other things and offers to you, on the house. You accept though you insisted on paying for all that. Leah ever treats you like you are special or something. You'll never admit that you like it despite all the refuses. She makes you feel... normal.

"So, how was the investigation today?" Leah asks, closing the distance through the counter You sigh, trying to hide things of Leah it's almost impossible, "Well, from what I discovered, the guy I'm after, that Ruin, works alone. I paid a visit to his former workmate-," "You paid a visit?" she interrupts you. "I... may or may not have invaded his house and gently asked about his old friend?" "Gently asked?" Leah raises an eyebrow for you, "Well, and then?" "Then, he said that he never heard that name or anything related for almost two years. What proves my theory that Ruin is working alone," you explain. "That's good," she states, surprised, "and you have an idea of where it's his hideout?" "Actually, no. But I heard some strange things about that famous club on the south that links with my guy," you explain, showing her a photo of the place on the phone. "That's Noapte Senina. You never heard about it?" "Why would I-" you stop yourself when Leah frantically passes his palm like cutting close to her neck.

The person who entered the establishment sits on the chair near you, and he isn't alone. Yuri is with him. The elderly sit on the chair next to the guy. Your friend walks away to serve customers, not before winking at you. As she goes, you gaze at that strange man: short brown hair, blue eyes, a bulky body, and a leather glove on the left hand. You never saw that guy here, yet he and Yuri seem good friends. In the middle of it, your eyes encounter his. A slight smile is now on his lips, one that makes your face burn a bit. You look away, regretting that eye contact. It's undeniable that he's handsome.

"You should ask her out," you almost choke with one sushi when Yuri said that.

Though you could shapeshift your body and everything that it covers, you still a man. However, the problem is not that he is a guy, but that he doesn't know that you are also one.

He says something to Yuri before turning to you, "I'm sorry for him, I... uh, you can call me Bucky." "Don't worry about it," you clear your throat, recovering your composure, "I'm Raven." "It's a... good name," he tries a compliment. That takes a chuckle of you, "Well, thanks. Bucky's not a bad name too." This time he let a giggle out, and damn... what a smile.

You two stay chatting for a while. Bucky is an unusual person, and come on! The man is so damn handsome, and being honest, you wanted to have more time with him, but you couldn't, you shouldn't.

"I need to go. But, it was nice to meet you, Bucky," you smile at him. At first, Bucky's expression seems to upsets, but as fast it seems, his serious countenance comes back, "It was… nice to meet you too." As you get up, you blink for Leah. She covertly nods to you. "Oh, look, wait!" It's Bucky's voice who's at you, "I... wanna know... ahm, we... if we maybe could see each other again?" You feel a twinge in your heart, and still, that doesn't stop you from doing what is necessary, for the sake of both, "I think that this won't."

...

It's late-night already. You didn't tell Leah about what you were planning to do tonight. You are with that same appearance as before, but now wearing a crop top with jogger pants, the most normal, the better. You read those big and bright letters: Noapte Senina. The place's full. There's loud music that's echoing the whole space. People everywhere, dancing, drinking, or just vibing along with the rhythm. You take a seat on the counter and ask for something not too strong to drink. While waiting, you run your eyes through the crowd of strangers, searching for your prey. The barman man brings your drink. You silently thank him with a nod. Taking a sip, you feel something that tastes like strawberry. It's better than you thought. You take another sup before trying another time to search for your target. Leaning against a wall with two women under his arms, a man probably in his mid-40s with an eye patch, "There you are..." you murmur. In a single gulp, you finish your drink. On your feet, pretending that you are dancing, you swiftly pass through the people on the way. Then out of nowhere, someone suddenly appears in front of you. You don't have time to figure a way of dodging, so you bump in.

"Ouch, I'm sorry. I didn't see you-" your voice fades when seeing in who you bumped in, "B-Bucky?!" "Raven?" his eyes widens. "I-I... what are you doing here?!" "I am... trying out this "club" thing," the brunette rubs the back of his neck, "but, well, I thought that we wouldn't see each other again." His word makes you redden, "This is only a co-coincidence, bu-but yet, I'm still doing something important, and if you excuse me," you say, walking over him. "Please wait," he grabs your wrist, "I-" "Bucky, let me go, now!" you demand. "Please just hear me!"

Even a plea won't work. You slide your hand through his glove, freeing yourself.

"Dammit! Raven!" he shouts.

You only ignore, walking away from him. Probably it's a good idea to shape into a different appearance, but there are too many people here that could notice. You take a deep breath and shale your shake your head before looking for Ruin again...

"FUCK!" you curse.

The man isn't in the same place as before. Frantically searching for him, your eyes catch a glimpse of his face. He entered the toilet, the male one. As you walk to the same as his, you lower your head. With your present look - a feminine one - someone could think something strange, but come on! It's the 21st century! Do people still care about these types of things? As you enter, it's evident that there's only one door closed. You look one last time to the entrance, confirming that no one is coming. You are ready to kick the Ruin's door on.

"Wait! Raven!" Bucky screams.

The brunette's eyes widen when the door collides with you, pinning you into the wall.

"Ohoho, so I really was being spied! I thought that Ramirez was only being a coward when he said that someone was hunting me, but look what we have here! You two are from the FBI?" Ruin asks. His voice's heavy, somewhat matching with him. Bucky doesn't say anything but rushes on the man, eyes on fire. He aims a left jab at the other's face. Ruin evades, kneeing the abdomen of the brunette, which throws him backward.

"HA! That's all you've-"

Before he can finish, you, recovered from the earlier impact, swing your body upwards, then scissors your legs around the Ruin's head, spins around his body, and rotate your legs downwards, take downing him. His head hits the ground directly, passing him out. With the rest of your energy, you handcuff him. A trembled gasp escapes of you.

"Wow..." Bucky's notably amazed by what you did. "Why did you follow me?!" you scream in your knees, panting, "Why did I follow you? Why you came after this man? You knew that he's a dangerous criminal?" He shouts back. "That's exactly why I came after him! That's what I do!" "What? You are a vigilant?" his mocking tone enrages you. "What if I-" An enormous pain progresses throughout your whole body. You passed too much time transformed. "Raven? What happened?" He lifts himself, running to your side, "Sam! I need support here, Now!"

You need to go back to your natural form, but how would you do that now? You force your body the best you can to maintain your shape.

Bucky puts you in his arms, "Raven, what's happening?!" desperation on his voice.

You tried your best to preclude that. However, you needed to do that. Your body slowly regains its blue color. Your eyes recover their yellow tone. The only thing that stays the same it's your ravenous hair and clothes. Simple as that.

"I'm... sorry..." you slowly say.

Bucky's eyes widen. The only thing you can do is think how disgusted he would be to see your pure form, how he would feel cheated by you. It wouldn't be a surprise for you. But that won't happen. You only feel Bucky's arms around you, hugging you tight.

"Please... don't scare me out this way..." his voice muffled in your neck. That puts you in a mess of red, "What... are you... do-" "I don't know too... I just... wanna hold you..." he intermits, "On the moment I saw you, I felt something strange and I-" This time you cut him off, pushing yourself away from the embrace, "Bucky, I'm strange! I'm fucking blue! I'm not even a woman! I'm a damn aberration, and I fucking tricked you!" your voice burning your throat. "You are saying that you are different and that you are a man? So what? I'm also a man and have a vibranium arm," he takes his left glove, showing his vibranium hand. "C'mon, Bucky... this'... completely different," you lowered your eyes, you couldn't look at his now.

Bucky has a strange power over you. How someone you barely know can mess with you this way?

"It's not. I don't care about your color or anything. I... think I like you... the way you are," one of the brunette's hand in on your wrist again, but this time it's a gentle and soft touch. the other lifts your face, so he could look in your eyes.

Bucky's now in a blush too. There's a grin on his face. For the first time in years, he feels that something good may happen in his life, and it is you.

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writingforyuh · 3 years

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Hi :)

I'm not too sure what's happened to your latest post but the text is in black so people with dark mode on cant see it

thanks for letting me know mate, i think i know what i did wrong lol 🤭😅

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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

"Can I hold your hand?"

"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."

...

"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.

...

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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writingforyuh · 3 years

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I never requested something so this is my first time..ehm but would you like to write Eren or/and Armin and some headcanons how they would be like when they are in a relationship with a male reader who is trans (ftm) but who loves anime and is into art?

You don't have to write it, only if you want to!

a/n: So here it is bestie, first, sorry for the lateness, nowadays i've been hella busy, but i'll do every request you guys sent to me, so don't stop! Second, i did only the Ereh version cuz i was afraid of the taking to much time to do the Armin one, but if yuh still want it, just say it, 'kay? Hope you like this one! warnings: only Fluff

Eren Yeager with a Trans Artist S/o

Eren knows that you are deeply into art, and that draw is your favorite hobby, he is ever amazed by your draws - especially the ones that portraits him.

In fact, your sketchbook is full of Eren's portraits.

Whenever you are together, if it's a good place to draw something, Eren sits right close to you, so you can slightly lay your head on his shoulders while doing your art.

He thinks that the cutest thing in the world is how your face looks when you are concentrated or start chew the end of the pen/pencil.

Will never admit that he already flushed just staring at that your cute face.

You also adore animes, and since Eren too, when you need a break of drawing, he takes you to watch some anime together that you are into/found.

Eren likes shounen, but would watch a shoujo without a doubt if you asked him for.

Argues about which anime/character is better/strong are routine already.

If it's a too emotional one, he would cry, and hide that, even if you already noticed. You obviously will cuddle the baby boy to comfort him.

When he can't convince you that he's right, what is pretty much every time, he attacks you with tickles.

Indeed, Eren has no problem with you being Trans, though he was confused at first.

He passed a lot of time hearing you explain what is a transgender person and everything that it covers.

Usually flushes when asking you something about it, he's afraid of saying something he shouldn't.

Would attentively listen to everything you'd explain to him.

His questions didn't bother you, truth be told you are happy that he is trying to understand you.

He will do everything in his power to make you feel comfortable with yourself and is willing to do anything that will help, on his way though.

Eren would also be proud of saying that his boyfriend is trans, and no doubt that the boy would support you whenever you needed him to. He'll protect you and your identity like his life depends on it.

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