#marvel masterlist
MASTERLIST
So, since it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, I knew now that my masterlist wasn’t working. And since I changed the name of the blog, it was kind of expected (if you got here when it was all bush and desert, you’re a veteran and I love you as part of my family).
So I basically had to relearn how to update my blog again and update my masterlist and link to every fanfic ever posted, because apparently tumblr doesn’t do this job alone.
So here they are. Duly updated and functional. I have a separate list for Diana Prince because at the time I got a lot of requests for her, so..
Masterlist Diana Prince x reader
I also intend to update the fanfics and change the name of the reader (yes, I use a name, because Y/N hits a visual nerve of mine, besides not being practical for people who use screen reader). At the time I chose the name Angel, it had to do with the blog name and because, you know, angels are neutral and have no gender or race and I thought that way I would be including everyone and not offending anyone. However, Angel seems to be a common name in the US (in my country it’s used as a pet/nick name, like ‘honey’). I’m probably going to use a name making it up (like Atara) and I don’t know, you guys can make a petition too, I don’t know. Let me know what to do to make you happy.
MASTERLIST
☽ - smut 18+ | ♥︎- fav | ✦ - fluff
headcannons
drabble
headcannons
-opening up♥︎
-lover✦
-kiss me as if we just got married ✦ ♥︎
one shots
NSFW 18+ summary: chris eats you out in the morning as his sorry for waking you
NSFW 18+ summary: thigh riding chris before he has a zoom meeting bc ur impatient :p
Masterlist
Marvel
Helmut Zemo X Reader
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There will be more in the future. You can send in requests.
I have a seperate mastelist for Loki here.
Series
- Nodus Tollens - Bucky x HYDRA!reader (10/10)
‘the realisation that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore’‘
part 1part 2part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10
- Numinous - Irondad and Alien!kid (0/?)
‘describing an experience that makes you fearful yet fascinated’
One shots
Summary : When the Quinjet is buried under the snow the night before Christmas because of a harsh storm, Tony is set to free them.
Summary : where he sneakily draws you as you swim in the lake at 4AM when he can´t sleep.
Summary: He showed you the top of the clouds, and you showed him the bottom of the sea.
Summary: Love slipping through metal fingers.
I’m sorry for not posting anything but here is my masterlist again!
Querencia
•A place where one feels at home ; the place where you are your most authentic self•
Pairing : Sam Wilson x watermutant!reader
Summary: He showed you the top of the clouds, and you showed him the bottom of the sea.
Warnings : This is fluff. Wow shocking right? No angst
Shoes in one hand and a backpack in the other, Sam contently strolled through the beach, toes disappearing in the warm sand.
His feet moved fast yet with no hurry, excited to be greeted with the sound of the curling sea and the smell of the salty water.
He settled a bit far from the waves, just to be sure, and plopped down on a blanket he had spread out.
Eyes anticipatingly glanced around the water and back to his watch, chuckling to himself as he remembered he was there to surprise her. Coming her was just a guess.
After a long while of waiting under the piercing bright sun, he put the backpack behind his head as support as he stretched out on the blanked, his sunglasses shielding him from the burning light as he slowly dozed off.
Suddenly, he felt a cold, wet stain on his back, followed by an overwhelming gulf of water. His eyes shot open, water burning his nose and mouth, limbs flailing in panic while familiar laughter taunted him.
He resurfaced, out of breath and with sticky clothes, to be met by her beaming figure. Her hair stuck to her forehead, lips purple and a bright white smile greeting him like home.
“You should’ve seen your face!” she smiled, throwing her head back in laughter.
Sam just chuckled, splashing her as he rolled his eyes, although it didn’t have any affect. “I’m gonna get you back, just you wait.”
“I know,” she coo’d, coming closer and placing her hands on his cheeks. “Though, I’m sure that I’m more surprised by your visit then you are by my prank.”
He shivered at her cold hands, but didn’t dare move to detach himself from her embrace. “Thought a nice picnic at the beach would be romantic. Now I kinda start to regret it.”
“Don’t. I missed you.” She pulled his face closer with her hands on his neck, kissing him slowly as the waves moved around them like it were making place.
He never quite could get used to her cold and wet lips, always sticky, but somehow refreshingly soft. They parted when a large wave pushed at their feet, skin touching skin as they breathed each other in after a long time being apart.
With a swift move, Sam swept her off her feet, carrying her bridle style out of the water as their clothes stuck to each other like second skin.
He laid her down on the blanket, steam emitting from her skin and shirt as she dried herself off by vaporizing the excess water with her powers.
“What about me?” Sam whined jokingly, laying on his side to look down at her. She looked healthier than ever.
She devilishly grinned up. “ Nah, I like it when you’re all wet and moisty.”
“Don’t ever say moist again.”
“Moi-” he cut her off with a wet kiss, basically sucking at her lips and face. She shrieked, pushing him away. “WILSON.”
“Yeah?” he innocently answered, “I thought you liked being wet?”
“In the water, yeah!” she whined, wiping at her face, “ not with your slime all over my face!”
“Payback’s a bitch, I guess,” he shrugged.
“Fine,” she said, holding herself up on her elbow, mimicking Sam’s position, “but if you want to be dry, you can do it like all other birds do. In the air.”
He threw his head back and barked a laugh, still curious about what that could even mean. “ Oh so I can’t call you a mermaid—which is not even insulting because mermaids are cool— but you can call me a bird now?”
“Yes, because I don’t have a fishtail but you dohave wings, Wilson,” she shot back, reaching to the backpack he brought with him. She zipped it open and let out a gasp, pulling out a box of brownies. “ YOU BOUGHT ME BROWNIES?!”
He snatched the box from her, “ Nuh-uh, I bakedthemmyself. And since you don’t want to help me, it’s mine.” He joked, tilting his head tauntingly as he took the lid off, taking an obnoxious bite with a smirk.
She gasped again,” I changed my mind. You’re not a bird, but a bastardgull.”
Sam gasped with laughter, almost choking on the cake as he handed her one. “Alright you win, little siren, jeez.”
They silently ate the other food he brought, listening to the song of the sea and capturing this moment in their memories.
“While you were gone,” she began, “I took the time to truly test out my powers.”
“Did you discover something?” he asked, remembering the way she struggled with her abilities, flooding herself and fainting when she strained herself. She never got to learn much about what she could do, being scared to be found by the avengers or other mutants. Sam kept her a secret.
“I don’t know, but I… truly feel at home,” she confessed softly. “I feel safe in the water, like it’s where I was always supposed to be.”
Sam scooted closer, flushing her against him as they gazed at the sea. “I’m happy for you.”
“What about you? How did the mission go?” she whispered, weaving her fingers through his.
He had been on a mission in Italy for about a month, unable to contact her. He had went to the beach there a couple times, kind of hoping— but knowing it wouldn’t happen— that she would swim out of the ocean and tell him it would all be okay.
“Not so great, actually, but that’s not what matters right now,” he assured, kissing her crown, “but I did get to fly a lot, so that’s always good.”
They sat in comfortable silence, legs and fingers intertwined as Sam slowly dried under the sun, her always cold thumb rubbing over his palm.
“Would you say, that the sky is your home?” she whispered after a while.
Sam thought about it, leaning his head on hers as he pondered his answer. “I don’t know. It’s where I am my best, but…” he wavered, not knowing the ‘but’. He knew the dangers of flying, especially after what had happened to his friends in the past. He knew the danger as he looked down at the ground miles below every time he flew, but still he wasn’t afraid. He loved being The Falcon.
“Why?”
“The sea, the water, deep in the ground— that’s my home. Where I feel my most authentic self. You, on the other hand, have a home completely on the other side of mine ; flying next to the clouds as far away from the water as possible.”
Silence fell again, both not knowing how to continue.
“How about you show me your home, then?” Sam proposed, causing her head to lift, looking at his face to know if he meant it. “ And then I’ll show you mine.”
They stood at the edge of the water, hands clasped, nervous breaths mixing with the salty air.
“I..I don’t know, Sam, I never tried this with another person—” she stuttered.
“Hey, hey,” he reassured her, running a hand through her hair, “ I trust you.”
“Okay,” she breathed out, slowly walking deeper into the water.
Forming a bubble of air around both their faces, they swam under the surface. She was fast among the waves, graceful, like it was as easy as riding a bike. She tugged on his fingers, excitedly pulling him along, blue light illuminating her face as the sun shone through the clear water like a spotlight.
They went deeper, the surface far away. It was silent, peaceful, fish swimming around their legs as they shared a quick kiss. Colorful corals filled the bottom, seaweed swaying with the movements of her body.
She was in sync with the environment. He could see that so clearly now. She controlled the sea, waved her finger to make it shape the way she wanted, blowing bubbles, shooting splashes.
She was home.
She was afraid of heights.
She clung to him before they even lifted off the ground. Sam spread his mechanic wings, running his fingers through her hair and gave her a soft kiss to distract her, lifting up to the clouds.
She only opened her eyes when they were steady, the wind blowing her hair against Sam’s chest, her skin pressing her down as she moved above the ground.
Sam rolled on his back mid-air, placing her on his stomach so he could see her face, watching as she sparkled with adrenaline and amazement. He effortlessly moved through the air, swift motions keeping them steady, air blocking out their laughter.
It was like he was floating, swaying through the clouds, arms spread like he was welcoming the world. He flew as if it was easy, natural, a part of him. He was an angel with mechanic wings. He flipped and turned, dipped and went higher above the clouds, until she overcame her fear.
This was his home, she decided. She leaned up to kiss him quickly, to not distract him, mouthing her love to him as they floated on cloud 9.
Different houses, but one home with each other
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A/N : Alexa play sweet creature by Harry Styles. “Two hearts, one home.”
I’M BACK… kinda? But here is a cute Sam fic I rarely see. Also rare fluff from me :)
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tags
Masterlist
Series
- Nodus Tollens - Bucky x HYDRA!reader (10/10)
‘the realisation that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore’‘
part 1part 2part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10
- Numinous - Irondad and Alien!kid (0/?)
‘describing an experience that makes you fearful yet fascinated’
One shots
Summary : When the Quinjet is buried under the snow the night before Christmas because of a harsh storm, Tony is set to free them.
Summary : where he sneakily draws you as you swim in the lake at 4AM when he can´t sleep.
Can i just uhhhh,,, drop this here?
Bucky Barnes with a Harley Quinn!Reader would include
Request - Hi there sugar, this might sound weird but can you do a Bucky Barnes x reader who is like Harley Quinn? I knows it’s weird but I think it would be cool. Thank you!
(A/N I turned this into a Headcannon cause I could not for the life of me generate a solid plot.)
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- I imagine him not knowing how to talk to you
- Like at all
- When you were introduced he called you “spitfire” and “trouble”
- For a long time he just avoided you, not because he doesn’t like you
- He’s just unsure of you, plus the clash in personalities kinda scares him
- Even more when he got to see how carefree you are
- He’s constantly thinking you’re gonna get yourself hurt or in trouble (which happens more than you’d like to admit)
- Despite what he says he likes having you around
- You’re something new to the ex-winter soldier
- And he likes it
- Anyway, when you two are together he was definitely called “grampa” when compared to you
- It’s a joke on it’s own, the two of you, grumpy and crazy (two of the dwarfs)
- He’ll lowkey be a good accomplice
- “Did you steal that?”
- “Steal what?”
- “Alright then”
- And that’s the end of it like he doesn’t care enough,
- You definitely showed interest first, hanging around him, watching him train
- You knocked him on his ass more than once in training
- All in all he finds you very interesting, there’s nothing wrong with something new
- Or in this case, someone new
Since the inception of this blog back in April 2019, I’ve shared the work of so many absolutely wonderful writers that have brought joy to my day with their work. They’ve been there when I’ve needed to laugh, cry, stay awake, lull me to sleep, and just about every space in between.
From fandoms between Marvel&Supernatural, to the actors RPF’s and a few extra characters in between, there’s no shortage of fics to keep you and me entertained.
I know you’re probably thinking, ‘there goes Sam again with one of her thousands of lists’, and yes, you’re right, I can’t resist a good list and then making masterlists of lists, and honestly I drive myself a little crazy with it, butthis is probably the most special list I’ve shared on Tumblr.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much to all the writers on Tumblr & AO3 for sharing your work with us, and putting yourself out there - it’s scary, trust me I know! - and for continuing even when it’s been hard. You’re all superstars.
So without further ado, here’s my not-so-little list of the writers I’ve shared work from on this blog, I hope you enjoy their pieces of escapism as much as I do.
This list will be ongoing. (And if I miss anyone I’ve already shared work from, then please let me know and I’ll sort it, otherwise I’m sorry!)
A - E
@abovethesmokestacks // @abswritesfandoms // @all1e23 // @anaelsbrunette // @angstysebfan // @avengerofyourheart // @avintagekiss24 // @a-distantdreamer // @a-mess-of-fandoms // @baezen // @beccaanne814 // @becs-bunker // @beckzorz // @bitsandbobsandstuff // @blackberrybucky // @blubberingmess // @bolontiku // @borkingbarnes // @bostongirl13 // @brooklyn-boy// @buckycuddlebuddy // @buckyland // @buckyofthemyscira // @buckysbrat // @buckysknifecollection // @bucky-plums-barnes // @bucky-the-thigh-slayer // @buckys-darling // @bugsbucky // @cake-writes // @cametobuyplums // @candy-and-writing // @captain-kelli // @captainrogerss // @captainscanadian // @captainchrisfics // @carolmaximoffs // @carryonmywaywardwriters // @captain-rogers-beard // @cockslut-padalecki // @cherrypickertheory // @chocolateheart // @chrisevans-imagines // @coffee-with-bucky // @constantwriter85 // @covered-byrosesbackup // @crashdevlin // @crispychrissy // @daydream3r-xo // @deamstellarus // @deangirl93 // @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog // @deanssweetheart // @deanwanddamons // @destiel-bridesmaid // @dirtychocolatechai // @drabblewithfrannybarnes // @dragonchica // @egcdeath // @empyreanwritings // @eternal-sunshine00 // @eurynome827 // @evansrogerskitten // @extrasystem // @eyesfixedonthesun22 // @et-lesailes // @eyes-of-a-disney-princess
F - J@fairlyspnfanfic // @fairytelling // @fallinforevans // @feral-dumbass // @firefly-in-darkness // @freshwoods // @gagmebucky // @gogolucky13 // @hailmary-yramliah // @herstarburststories // @heli0s-writes // @idabbleincrazy // @idreamofplaid // @imanuglywombat // @imerdwarf // @impalaimagining // @impala-dreamer // @invisibleanonymousmonsters // @itsunclebucky // @jamielea81 // @janaewal // @jaredsunflowergoddess // @jawritter // @jbbuckybarnes // @jerkbitchidjitassbutt // @jhangelface0523 // @jobean12-blog // @j-j-ehlby-writes // @jay-and-dean // @justagirlinafandomworld // @justfandomwritings // @justreadingfics // @justsomebucky // @just-the-hiddles
K - O@kellyn1604 // @kittenofdoomage // @kleohoneyao3 // @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid // @lenavonschweetz // @little-diable // @luci-in-trenchcoats // @lucky-bucky-boy // @manawhaat // @marveliskindacool // @meracles // @miscmarvelwritings // @moonbeambucky // @moonstruckbucky // @moteldwelling // @mrwinterr // @msmarvelwrites // @mummybear // @mydragulesebastian // @mymoonagedaydream // @nacho-bucky // @navybrat817 // @negans-lucille-tblr // @notimetoblog // @notyetneedcoffee // @ohstardust // @okayhowmuchforthearm // @opheliadawnwalker3 // @ozarkthedog // @our-jensen-ackles-love
P - T
@pagesoflauren // @peachyteabuck // @peridottea91 // @pinkamour1588 // @pointbreak-odinson // @princessmisery666 // @propertyofpoeandbucky // @quxxnxfhxll // @revengingbarnes // @rinnielove // @rockhoochie // @ruckystarnes // @sagechanoafterdark // @sakuwriteshere // @sarahp879 // @samingtonwilson // @sams-sass // @sassy-pelican // @sebbytrash // @sgtjbuccky // @sillyqt // @shotsbyshae // @shurisneakers // @siren-kitten-his // @sis-tafics // @smol-and-grumpy // @soaringeag1e // @softbiker // @soldatbarnes // @stargazingfangirl18 // @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan // @stevehesaidabaglanguageword // @stillintheimpala // @sunlightdances // @sunmoonandbucky // @superfanficnatural // @supernatural-jackles // @supremethunda // @stuckonjbbarnes // @sweeterthanthis // @tellmealovestory // @team-free-will-you-idjits-67 // @the-canary // @the-inceni-bitch // @theonewiththefanfics // @thewinter-soldiers-doll // @there-must-be-a-lock // @this-kitten-is-smitten // @thing-you-do-with-that-thing // @thinkinghardhardlythinking // @thosekidswhohuntmonsters // @tilltheendwilliwrite // @tishtriya // @trillian-anders // @tropicalcap // @tuiccim // @tvdspngirl314
U - Z@ussgallifreyfics // @until-theend-oftheline // @valkyrieofsmut // @watermelonlipstick // @waywardbaby // @waywardbeanie // @waywardnerd67 // @wayward-and-worn // @whatareyousearchingfordean // @whateveriwant // @whistlingwillows // @winchestershiresauce // @winchester-fantasies // @winchest09 // @wkemeup // @world-of-aus // @writethelifeyouwant // @writingcroissant // @xbuchananbarnes // @you-are-my-sanctuary // @your-highnessmarvel // @221bshrlocked
AHHHHHHHHH!!! I made it! I’m on the list!!! Woot!!
Side note: Read all of these things! Each writer is amazing and definitely deserves all the love.
“Did we had a fight last night?” you say when you discover Chris sleeping on the sofa “i think i would remember it”
“good morning” he says waking up
“good morning, why are you on the couch?” you sit next to him and he gives you a quick kiss.
“i…It was late when I got home last night and I didn’t want to wake you up”
“So have you slept all night on the sofa?“ you feel bad, the sofa was not very comfortable to sleep on.
“yeah… my neck is killing me” he says and you start to massage his neck.
“well…next time come to bed okay?, i don’t care if you wake me up” you give him a kiss on the neck
“are you sure?” He runs a hand around your waist.
“I sleep better in your arms” you kiss him and he smiles between kisses.
“I also love sleeping with you in my arms, you make a perfect pillow” he jokes.
“you know what, i think ….I think I can spend a few more nights sleeping alone” you say getting up from the sofa.
“please don’t, i was joking….” He gets up and clings to your body “i love sleeping with you….specially when we don’t really sleep”
“well it’s six in the morning …. we could still get some sleep” you say biting your lip
“let’s not waist any time“ He smiles and takes you in his arms leading you to the bedroom both smiling.
MASTERLIST
Coming to NY had been the worst idea you had in a long time, you had found your boyfriend in bed with another woman and now your phone was dead in the middle of NY. You were lost, there was no one on the street, not even a stupid taxi passed by, after going around several times you see a man with a baseball cap on the opposite sidewalk, without thinking twice you go to him with your phone in your hand.
“Hi, look i was wondering if….” you start to say when he interrupts you.
“Can I go out for a walk without being stopped at every corner? i have a life” he shouts, he looks at you before continuing walking.
“thanks for nothing” you yell back at him “great” you say outloud, you decide to keep walking to see if you could find a taxi that can take you to the train station, after a few minutes you feel someone approaching you from behind, when you turn a man pushes you against the wall, your head hits the concrete and for a moment your vision becomes blurred “I’m always curious about what women carry in their bags, do you mind if i get a look?” the man says grabbing your purse, you still dizzy when he says “nice jacket, i’m sure I can get money out of it” He starts to take it from you and when you resist, he hits you in the face, the impact is so strong that you lose consciousness.
Chris only wanted to go for a walk, it was late and he did not expect to meet anyone, walking through the streets of NY without being recognized was something difficult to achieve and if it were not for the girl from before he would have succeeded, after walking for a while, he decides to go back to the apartment he had rented, when he was one block from his apartment a leg sticking out of an alley exit caught his eye. When he approaches, what he sees makes his blood burn, there was an unconscious girl on the floor, she was without a jacket or shoes, he quickly approaches the girl but as soon as he brushes her hair from her face to see her state the girl shrinks away from him.
“dont touch me” you shout.
“i want to help you” Chris says, he doesn’t want to scare you.
“i just want to go home” you say, tears fall down your face.
“you are the girl from before?” he says feeling guilty.
“and you are that asshole“ you say shivering
“look, i’m sorry” He takes off his jacket and puts it on you, it was snowing and you were going to freeze “let me call an ambulance”
“no… I’m fine and it would cost me a lot of money for nothing” you said appreciating the warmth of the coat.
“You have to be freezing, my apartment is right here, let me take you there so you can warm up” when he sees the fear on your face he adds “i don’t know what happend but…i want to help you, i can’t leave you here”
“okay” you had no other option and he seems sincere.
“i’m going to help you to get up okay?” he tells you and you agree, He helps you up and wraps his arm around your waist to help you walk, you can’t feel your toes, luckily the apartment was close. As soon as you enter the apartment he raises the temperature “sit on the sofa” He throws a blanket over you, you still wear his jacket but you don’t want to take it off yet. “do you feel better?” he asks.
“i can’t feel my feet” you say.
“I’m going to heat water” He goes to the kitchen and after a few minutes he appears with a bowl full of hot water “here, according to Google, it can hurt due to the change in temperature, but you have to do it” he says, and If you weren’t worried about your feet, you would smile because he had googled it.
“okay” you say putting your feet inside “fuck” it hurts but he grabs your hand in support.
“do you feel better?” he asks, his concern seemed sincere.
“yeah, now it’s feels good” you say when the pain finally passes.
“do you want me to call someone?” he asks you.
“no.. i have no one in the city at least not anymore” It still hurts to think about him.
“you can stay here tonight” he offers.
“are you sure?” you aks confussed “why are you helping me?”
“I behaved like an asshole and if I had talk to you earlier you wouldn’t have a black eye” He goes back to the kitchen and brings an ice cloth. He carefully places it in your black eye, at first you feel pain but then it calms down and you appreciate the gesture “are you feeling better?”
“yes, thank you for helping me, after the night that I’ve had….” you say.
“what happend tonight? besides being robbed”
“My boyfriend works here in the city and I decided to surprise him by taking a train to spend the weekend together, but he was the one who surprised me when I saw him in bed with another woman” you take a deep breath before continuing “Then my phone ran out of battery and there wasn’t any taxi so when I saw you I decided to see if you would leave me a charger or let me make a call, then you give me the finger and the rest you already know”
“i didn’t gave you the finger….look i’m sorry I thought you wanted a photo and…” he starts to say when you cut him off.
“why would i want a photo?” you ask.
“it doesn’t matter…i’m sorry” he says half smiling.
“it’s okay, you are helping me now and I already feel better” you take off his jacket.
“I’ll sleep on the sofa, you can stay in my room” he offers.
“oh no, i couldn’t….” you start to say.
“please, I’m not going to sleep much tonight“ he insists.
“yeah well me neither, I’m still upset about what happened“ you say almost in a whisper
“you have to think that you are fine and that you are better without your stupid boyfriend” he says to give you comfort.
“you are right, and i have a cool story to tell” you smile for the first time tonight “saved by a stranger” he smiles at you “i’m sorry, i don’t even know your name, I’m Y/N” after all and you still didn’t know his name.
“i’m Chris” He looks at you expecting some kind of reaction “I would say that is pleasure to meet you but …” he smiles and god.. he has a beautiful smile, you think to yourself. You spend several hours talking, where are you from, your favorite movies, that pizza can’t have pineapple and many other things.
“it is very late or very early, it depends on how you want to look at it“ you say when you see what time it was.
“have we been talking for so long?“ he smiles “i’m sorry”
“why? i had a good time” you bite your lip.
“yeah me too” he looks at your lips.
“i need to call my mom, she can lend me money to buy the train ticket” you say to change the subject
“i can pay for it” he offers.
“no, it’s to much”
“then let me lend you the money and you can pay me when you can” he insist.
“okay, thank you” you accept.
“But I’m not going to take your money for the coat and the shoes” he says surprising you.
“what coat and shoes?”
“The ones I bought you last night and they arrive in 20 minutes” he explains.
“no Chris, that is too much, i can’t” Although you are thankful that he thought about it.
“Of course you can, I insist”
“okay” You accept but you plan to send the money anyway . 20 minutes later you already have the jacket and shoes and a train ticket. “i guess i should go now” you say a little sad “thank you, not just for helping me but for tonight, i had fun talking to you”
“yeah me too” He looks at you quietly for a few seconds “Maybe fate will make us meet again” he adds.
“maybe…goodbye Chris” you hug him.
“goodbye Y/N” He says still hugging you, the hug lasts longer than it should, as if neither of you wanted to go.
You should be wanting to get out of the city after everything that has happened but when the train is late you feel relief, a small part of you did not want to leave and you knew very well why. Chris. When you finally get on the train and find your seat you still can’t get Chris out of your head, but how could you not, he had saved you tonight, you had spent the night talking and you felt like there was something special but, everything was in your head so it was time to leave him behind. Leave everything that happend last night behind.
“is this seat taken?” a familiar voice tells you, making you get out of your thoughts.
“Chris? what are you doing here?” Your heart skips a beat at the sight of him on the train.
“I did not want to leave it to fate“ And with that, he sits next to you with a big smile on his face, but not as big as yours.
MASTERLIST
“welcome back to the show” Jimmy says when you sit on the sofa.
“happy to be here Jimmy” Chris says and you smile.
“I have seen the movie and it’s amazing, Y/N you are… i mean, your performance is mind-blowing, it’s just your third movie right?” the host asks.
“yes it is” you say.
“When I saw her acting the first day I was amazed, she is incredible and we are very lucky to have her” Chris says praising you.
“thank you Chris, i was nervous” You admit remembering the first scene together.
“well, people are going crazy with the scene of the two of you in the lake, how was recording that scene?” the public screams when he mentions that scene.
“cold” You and Chris say at the same time “the water was freezing but it looked good at the cinema right?” you say and the public screams again.
“yes it did” Jimmy says “so…you know we love to play games, and i heard you love Disney as much as Chris” Jimmy says looking at you “let’s find out who is the biggest Disney fan” some drawings with your faces appear on the screen
“let’s do this” you say paying attention to Jimmy.
“oh i’m ready, i was born ready baby” Chris says as he gets closer to you to hear Jimmy better.
“i’m going to read some lyrics from Disney songs, the first to know the name of the song and the movie gets a point” he explain the rules “The first lyric is…. I can show you the world , Shining, shimmering, splendid” Jimmy reads the lyrics without singing it.
“ A Whole New World ,Aladdin” You were going to say it when Chris is faster giving the answer. Chris looked like a little boy playing. He was certainly enjoying it.
“One point to Chris Evans” Jimmy says and the public screams of joy “Okay, next one is There’s no man in town as admired as you,You’re everyone’s favorite guy” Jimmy reads.
“oh…i…know this one”you say and Chris looks at you without knowing the answer “Gaston from Beauty and the Beast” you finish.
“and Y/N wins a point, Chris is starting to get nervous” Jimmy says and you wink at Chris “ next is ….My head is screaming get a grip, girl Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out “ he says.
“that’s from Disney?” you ask confussed.
“ I Won’t Say I’m in Love from Hercules” Chris says with confidence.
“dammit…i love Hercules, how i did not know that” you make a sad face and Chris winks at you. He is such a dork.
“Two points for Chris and One for Y/N, this is the last song and and it’s worth a hundred points….The song says… You dream about going up there But that is a big mistake” Jimmy finish reading.
“Under the Sea, the little mermaid” you yell just before Chris can say the answer.
“we have a winner“ everyone applauds and Chris shakes his head.
“I demand a rematch“ Chris says trying not to smile.
“next time Chris but tonight the winner is Y/N” Jimmy announces.
“thank you, i worked very hard to win this…. I want to dedicate this to my parents and to Chris for forcing me to watch the movies while filming” you say like it’s a real award.
“This is all for today guys, thank you for being here tonight and go see the movie, you will not regret it” Jimmy says goodbye to everyone and you and Chris are left alone in the dressing room.
“You are not going to let me forget that you have won, right?” Chris wraps his arms around your waist bringing you closer to him.
“nop, never” you say smiling when he kisses you on the neck.
“but next time we play this game, I plan to win” he looks at you through the mirror.
“but in the meantime …. I’m the winner“ you turn around to be face to face with Chris.
“i’m going to watch Beauty and the Beast tonight, i can’t believe I didn’t know that” Chris says making you laugh, he’s like a little boy.
“i’m in“ you say biting your lip.
“oh no, from now on we are not going to see any Disney movie together“ he jokes, or at least you expect him to be joking.
“what about scary movies?” you say raising an eyebrow.
“only if you stay later” now it is he who bites his lip.
“of course, someone needs to protect you” you say before kissing him.
“Sure, I need someone to distract the ghost so I can run away” you hit him on the shoulder when he says it and he smiles at you.
“Sorry guys, the car is waiting for you downstairs” Chris’s assistant says.
“Winners go first” he says letting you go first.
“and here I was thinking that you let me go first so you could look at my ass” you say going first but before you leave, you can see the playful smile on his face. Something was telling you that tonight you were not going to see any movies.
MASTERLIST
“when do you leave?” your daughter asks.
“tonight” Chris takes his daughter’s hand and spins her around.
“i don’t want you to go” she says grabbing his father’s leg as if she could stop him.
“I don’t want to leave either sweetie“ he strokes her hair.
“then don’t go” Your daughter makes a sad face and Chris heart breaks.
“daddy needs to work” Chris kneels down to match his daughter “but it’s only for a week”
“why can’t we go with you?” she asks.
“because you have school” He explains.
“i don’t need to go to school” she make a sad face.
“no? okay….how much is two hundred multiplied by three hundred and forty-two?” Chris can’t help but smile while her daughter tries to multiplied that number “see…. you do need to go to school” he says.
“but i want to go with you” she says.
“i need you to be here to take care of mommy remember?” Chris brushes her hair away from her face.
“i know…” She says smiling.
“Will you sleep in our bed so she won’t get used to it and take my side of the bed?” He says and your daughter nods “that’s my girl” He touches her nose and she laughs “Let’s do one thing, when I come back we’ll go to Disney okay?”
“yes!!! let’s tell mommy” your daughter starts to jump of joy.
“tell me what?” you say when you hear someone mention you.
“we are going to Disney next week” your daughter runs towards you and you take her in your arms.
“again?” You say looking at Chris.
“Yes! i love Disney” your daughter smiles and you give her a kiss.
“really? I wonder who you got it from?“ You say looking at Chris raising an eyebrow, he just smiles and shrugs.
MASTERLIST
Masterlist
Marvel
Bucky Barnes x reader
Dating bucky barnes would include
Peter Parker x reader
Dating peter parker would include
Wanda Maximoff
Harry Potter
Harry Potter x reader
Hermione Granger x reader
Dating hermione granger would include
Ginny Weasley x reader
Dating Ginny weasley would include
James Potter x reader
Dating James Potter would include
Draco Malfoy x reader
Gilmore Girls
Rory gilmore x reader
choices
»»———bucky barnes x reader
summary: a villain who disagrees with bucky being put on the avengers team takes something near + dear to the super soldier…
word count: 3k
warnings: violence + swearing, guns, mentions of stalking & intrusive thoughts, & of course lots of angst
a/n: there will not be a second part to this fic! i’m sorry if that disappoints you, but this is meant to be angsty. also, i am trying to get to requests as fast as possible! i promise!
»»———masterlist
how dare they let a evil killing machine on the team… do they even realize what kind of mistake they are making?! perhaps he’s brainwashed them, forced them into it.
don’t worry, avengers. i’ll save you…
༅ ~
for the past two weeks, you had felt a pair of eyes on you. everywhere you went, the feeling of being watched hung over you like a cloud. even walking into the avengers tower felt like an ordeal, like the paparazzi were nearby.
eventually, you thought it might not be just a feeling. you started to feel uneasy & unsafe. so you told your teammates. a few told you to shrug it off; maybe a fan was too afraid to ask for an autograph or picture. but your best friend & boyfriend knew better.
natasha was the first you had told. on the first day of this extravaganza, you mentioned your gut feeling to your friend over a glass of wine. she had guessed it was a fan, like steve & tony suggested. but once this reached the seven day point, she wondered if it was safe for you to go out alone.
sure, you were a kickass spy who worked with the avengers. but you knew your limits. & if this wasn’t just a little kid, you could be up against multiple opponents. you were strong & agile, but in a situation like that, you’d need backup.
after the first week, you decided it was time to let your boyfriend know. you wondered if it was even a good idea, telling him. he’d always been paranoid about this kind of thing. would this just pointlessly worry him?
you pushed that aside; however, because you were starting to get seriously creeped out. someone watching your every move?! who’d want to see what kind of vegetable you picked up from the grocery store, or what route you had taken to your favorite bakery?
so one day after work, after the heros retired to their separate floors, you approached your boyfriend. he complained about his exhausting day, making you doubt your decision once again.
yet, once again, you pushed past it. he needed to know. & you told him plain & simple: “i think i’m being watched & followed.”
after that little sentence, the super soldier unleashed all his feelings. his built up anger & fear & sadness & stress all jumbled together in one collective “WHAT?!”.
since you two had started dating, bucky tried to be vocal about his insecurities & worries about the both of you being heros, but it was hard for him. he didn’t want to nag you about being safe because it annoyed you, even though you knew he thought you were capable.
after you told him, he demanded that a bodyguard would be posted right by your side. at all times. forcefully, you refused. sure, you wanted to stay safe. but you didn’t want a babysitter.
but in this situation, bucky’s worries shadowed your freedom. besides, you could still do everything you wanted. it’s just that you had a six foot, buff man walking next to you. it was like having a quieter, balder bucky.
so your life had changed slightly. instead of that feeling of being watched, you had a babysitter & that overwhelming feeling.
that feeling was gut-renching at times. was some creep taking pictures of you? or were some villains planning something? were they planning a kidnapping?
it all messed with you. it congealed into anxiety, & that sat in your stomach like a stone.
༅~
we’re almost there, dear avengers.
soon you’ll be safe from him.
& i’m sorry dear, y/n. you shouldn’t have to be in the middle of this. but he’s forced you to work with him & be with him.
it’s all gone too far.
but it’ll be over soon…
༅~
“you sure you want to go out now?” natasha asked as you threw on your jacket. “it’s pouring outside.”
“yeah, i need to get out. it’s been a few days.” you smiled & moved to slip on your boots. “plus, i wanna smell the rain.”
after seeing the worried look on natasha’s face, you reassured her that you’d have your guard with you & that you wouldn’t go far.
you meant to say bye to bucky, but he wasn’t in your bedroom or in the common area. you shrugged it off & decided it wasn’t vital. you were only going to be gone for fifteen minutes.
the air outside was crisp. for it only being september, your breath had taken the form of a tiny puff of smoke. you always loved that. sure, you were well into adulthood, but you liked pretending you were smoking.
you turned to your bodyguard — who rudely still did not tell you his name — & expected to at least smile at your childish reaction. but he just stared harshly. ouch.
you started to walk away from the tower’s entrance. your umbrella covered you, & you could hear the guard’s footsteps behind you. always one step behind.
you walked past a few businesses & shops. you were just going to reach the nearest intersection then turn around. about halfway through your path, a large alleyway separated the groups of buildings.
when you reached it, you didn’t notice but your bodyguard had been practically sucked up by the alley & it’s darkness. his footsteps had stopped, but you were paying attention to the cars & pattering of raindrops.
“it’s nice outside, huh?” you asked. a few moments had gone by without response. “you could at least resp-“
when you turned to give the large man a smug face, all you saw was an empty sidewalk. looking around, you actually noticed that no one was out. this was strange; no matter the weather, there was usually at least one other person out walking.
“guard? hello~ mr. bodyguard?”
you backtracked to the alley. maybe he found something?
when you peeked from behind the building’s corner, you saw two large men in suits standing over your guard, who had obviously taken a beating. his face was already bleeding & turning blue. he had a scarf around his mouth & handcuffs on.
a particularly tall, skinny man stood away from them. he had a lighter suit than the pair & laughed at the guard on the ground. but after his chuckle, you could hear the faintest apology.
almost as if he sensed your presence, he spoke as your neared the entrance of the alley.
“hello, y/n. again i am so sorry for what’s about to happen.”
before you could respond in any way, you felt hands all over you, restraining any movement. this wasn’t like you. normally, you had fast reflexes. but now you were at the mercy of two men.
maybe it was seeing someone bigger than you struggle against them. or maybe it was the tall man. either way, you were now trapped. & you finally knew what that overwhelming feeling alluded to.
༅~
natasha watched the clock while you were gone. even before these past two week, she had always watched over you in that sense. she never had such a close friend before, & she’d be damned before she let anything happen to you.
so now more than ever, she watched you like a hawk. she counted the minutes as soon as you walked out that door.
fifteen minutes had passed about thirty minutes ago. she planned to just stay put, knowing you’d chew her a new one if she called asking about you.
but this was agony.
she had to do something. so she called bucky, asking if you had come back. he replied saying he didn’t even know you were gone. so now the two closest people to you were now panicking.
bucky yelled for f.r.i.d.a.y. to check your location. she told him your last location was 0.8 miles away from the tower about 30 minutes ago. over the intercom, she said she couldn’t track you anymore.
bucky started to scream about how he knew you shouldn’t have gone out, & how he should have kept a closer eye on you.
everything was getting out of control already.
so bucky set out for tony & steve, with natasha right behind. he’d do anything at this point, before he even knew what was happening. he was supposed to be the one protecting you. he shouldn’t have ever let something like this happen.
“we have to find her. now.”
༅~
“again, i’m deeply sorry for this intrusion, y/n.”
this was the first thing you heard as you awoke.
blinking profusely, you tried to gather yourself. your head pounded, & your joints felt so soar. still, you forced yourself awake. looking around you saw that you were in a dingy room with bright lights. the smell of cigarettes encapsulated the space.
yep, you were definitely kidnapped.
you recalled everything before this point. taking a walk, your bodyguard, the alleyway, the two suited men, being tied up, being knocked out…
you swiped your tongue over your teeth, making sure they hadn’t punched you that hard. luckily, you still had all your teeth.
“i’m not going to seriously hurt you, y/n.” the man spoke again. “unless he doesn’t compromise, that is.”
“wh- wait. who? who’s ‘he’? wait, wait. where’s my bodyguard? what’d you do to him?” you wiggled in your seat. you felt your calves scratch against the legs of the chair. your hands were tied to the arms, so you could see the marks on your wrist. they were bright red.
“he’ll be fine.” the man, who had been standing in front of you, took a step closer. “he might not want a hero life anymore, but he’ll be okay.”
“who- who are you? & who’s ‘he’?” you barked. the feeling of peace from hearing the guard was okay was short-lived. now adrenaline coursed through your body.
“well, if i told you my name, it’d all be over,” he chuckled through his scratchy voice. “on the other hand, ‘he’ is who you call “baby”.”
“b-bucky? what do you- what does this have to do with bucky?” you wrestled with yourself in the chair again, making your wrists burn.
“the winter soldier has everything to do with this.” the man started to pace about the room. “he’s the whole reason you are here.”
you stopped moving.
bucky? how is he the reason? he didn’t put you here, did he?
“i see the look on your face, & don’t worry. the winter soldier is not behind this. i am.” he pulled a chair from the side of the room & dragged it in front of you. he sat on it backwards, straddling the chair. “now, i’ll explain before he gets here- oh, that reminds me.”
the suited man reached into his coat pocket. he pulled out a pistol. panic surged through your body. this wasn’t the end was it? you couldn’t die here. it was too dim, too awful…
“oh, wait. that’s not right. that’s for later… maybe.”
he reached over & set it on the nearby desk, where the chair came from. he dug around in his other pockets before finally pulling out a device. it was the size of a phone, but wires & cards were sticking out of each end.
“this… this will give our location to the soldier.” he waved it in front of his face.
he was pale, & his eyes were bloodshot. other than that, he looked kept-together. almost handsome.
“you want him here?” w
hat kind of kidnapping was this? the napper wants people to know where he is?
“yes, like i said before: he is the sole reason for all of this.” the pad of his finger pressed a button on the device. “now, as we wait. let me tell you about my operation.”
༅~
ding! ding!
“james buchanan barnes,” f.r.i.d.a.y. chimed in over the team’s voices. “i just got a location alert. it is y/n’s location, sir.”
the team, who had been brainstorming for the past hour, shot up. most of them scrambled for their clothes, wanting to set out immediately. others, just scrambled in general, not having a plan.
bucky had rushed out of the room as fast as possible. your location had been sent to his phone. he sprinted to the garage & hopped on his bike, ignoring steve’s shouts. as fast as humanly possible, he sped down the road, following directions to you.
he wanted to cry & yell. he was so stupid to think he could keep the both of you safe. this relationship was wonderful, but it was dangerous. why’d he have to fall in love with a spy?
༅~
maybe it was because he was going 30 over the speed limit, but bucky couldn’t believe how fast he got to you — or rather where you were.
he arrived at a shack behind a boarded up shop. the door was locked, but he had no problem kicking it down. when he busted through, he noticed how small it was. a desk & two chairs filled the space. & in those chairs were you & a man.
“why, it’s the winter soldier.” the man stood with open arms. “perfect timing, i should say. i just finished my speech.”
almost immediately, bucky swung at the man. but he missed. the man sped past him & made his way toward you. on his way over, he snatched the pistol, which had been resting on the crumbling desk.
he held it to your temple, waiting for bucky to turn around.
when he finally did, he stopped. he even stopped breathing. he was too scared to move. he didn’t dare blink.
suddenly, two other figures entered the room. they were quite tall & the seams of their suits almost busted as they flexed. each of their arms rested on each of bucky’s shoulders, keeping him in place.
“now, i told dear y/n not to make a sound during this whole thing.”
bucky looked down at you. you had been silently weeping the whole time. tears stained your cheeks. your face was blotchy, & bucky felt a pang in his chest. the man had told you before that if you made any type of sound, he’d shoot bucky & then you.
“y/n…” bucky called out softly.
“enough!” the man’s voice carried out. it was piercing, almost. “you don’t need to manipulate her anymore.”
“manip- what the hell are you talking about?!”
“well, of course we all know the tale of the winter soldier. the notorious super soldier who kills for fun.” he waited for a response but got nothing. his smirk faltered. “the man who found a way to nestle himself in the minds of the avengers & force his way into the team. you’ve corrupted them, winter soldier. & it’s disgusting.”
“what are you talking about?” bucky’s voice was low & stern. he was beyond angry; steam was practically billowing out of his ears.
“i’ve brought you here to stop it.”
he waved the gun about, but the barrel always pointed toward you.
you started to shake. the years of training now left you. fear took over. you couldn’t breathe properly, let alone fight. it was terrifying.
usually, you were fighting for people you didn’t know. somehow that was easier than this. now, you were at the mercy of someone who hated you for who you loved & trusted, someone who wanted the love of you life dead.
“how are you going to end it?” bucky lunged forward, but the pair behind him held him back.
“well, you can surrender to me. which, of course means leaving your life behind & letting me destroy you.” he paused, allowing each word to sink in. “or… i kill your lover, & then you surrender.”
bucky knew his friends were on his trail. he could stall, but would it work? if this psycho heard them from here, would he just shoot you then & there?
“& i know your posse is right behind you, soldat. i’m not stupid.”
the men’s hands hardened, putting more pressure on bucky’s shoulders.
“you have one minute to make a decision.”
59 seconds…
he didn’t want to hurt you. that’s the last thing he wanted.
50…
but would surrendering be the right move?
45 seconds…
you had always told him it would crush you if he died.
40 seconds…
& it would absolutely destroy him if you were to leave.
30…
if he waits too long, you’ll both die anyways.
25…
surrendering would hurt you, but it’s better than you dying.
but would you rather die than be without him?
15 seconds…
tears pooled in his eyes. he stared at you, longing for one more kiss, one more hug, one more word from you.
8…
so what should he do? would this man be as merciful as to let you say goodbye?
5…
bucky always said he wanted to leave this earth. but he didn’t mean now. not now when he had you, & steve, & the team.
3 seconds…
he’s made so much progress. was all this for nothing? his legacy was to die at the hands of a psychopath who knew nothing about the man he is today?
1…
bang!
a bullet was shot. the noise echoed through the tiny space. everyone flinched. bucky could not tell if it came from the man or behind him. he couldn’t tell if you were alive or dead…
you suck
bucky barnes x reader
summary: bucky & you always had an affectionate friendship. even your teammates thought you had a thing. but you always thought it was flirting; but to bucky it was just a friendship.
warnings: angst & harsh language
word count: 2k
a/n: this is actually two requests mashed into one! ( @drunkbucky&@cap-n-stuff-main)
“hey, sexy,” you called out as bucky passed you. he walked through the kitchen, shirtless. he had just finished training & was now heading to the elevators to go up & take a shower.
“hey, beautiful,” he returned. “how’s your morning so far?”
“oh, y’know. just eatin’ some fruit.” you leaned over the counter, pushing your bowl towards the soldier. “want some?”
“nah, i don’t wanna share that fork with you,” he teased.
you both knew full well that you had shared food more times than you could count. this was no exception.
he leaned toward you & let you feed him a slice of pineapple from your fork.
“you two are gross.” wanda pushed past bucky, heading to her room.
“yeah, i don’t understand why you two don’t just date,” vision said as he followed wanda.
this was a regular occurrence: the team butting in & asking what the status of your guys’ relationship.
you & bucky had always been close, constantly flirting & teasing beyond friendly boundaries. flirting was your way of… well, flirting.
but flirting with bucky had the complete opposite meaning. maybe it was because he didn’t understand why anyone would want to be near him, let alone date him. or maybe it was because it had been such a long time since he last flirted with a woman.
either way, your guys’ relationship was the pure definition of mixed signals.
you yearned for bucky to one day take your compliments seriously. whenever you two were sitting on the couch together, far too close to be friends, you’d die for him to turn to you & kiss you.
bucky was handsome & funny & so unbearably kind. his laugh was enough to drive you crazy. but when he called you beautiful or doll? oh my lord, your mind went crazy.
“y’know it’s been a year?” natasha’s voice rang through your room as you rummaged through your closet.
“since what?”
“since you & bucky started going all we’re-dating-but-not-really.”
“why bring that up? & what am i looking for again?” you turned back to your friend, who had taken this time to rearrange your stuffed animals from smallest to biggest.
“i bring it up because it’s clear that you drool whenever he walks in the room. i can just tell your heart rate spikes when he says something.” natasha placed a stuffed duck next to a bear. “& you’re looking for a bomb ass outfit to wear today when you finally confess your feelings to bucky.”
“but i don’t want to~” you whined. “plus, what if he doesn’t feel the same way?”
“trust me, babe. i’ve known this man for years. he’s stubborn, but i just know he’s head-over-heels for you. don’t worry.”
—
with help from your red-headed friend, you were dressed in an outfit that brought out both your eyes & your curves. you felt confident & ready. you were going to confess your feeling to bucky. it was now or never.
you took the elevator down from the bedrooms to the training center. you walked down the hall, past glass-walled rooms, which were separated by different activities & equipment. making your way down to the boxing ring, you could hear two familiar voices.
“so how do you feel about her?” a rough voice echoed from the last room down the hall. you recognized this as steve’s voice.
“i dunno,” bucky’s voice reached your ears.
oooo~! now you can get reassurance that natasha was right about bucky’s feelings. it felt like ages since bucky started talking; your body was filled with excitement. you couldn’t wait until what he would say about you.
“i mean, don’t get me wrong, i like flirting with her, but it feels wrong,” bucky continued.
your eyes widened.
what?
“whaddya mean, buck? i see the way you look at her. it reminds me of rose & you, back in the day.”
“i just feel bad for her, y’know? i don’t want her to think her flirting is unrequited.” bucky’s voice was softer. you could hear a tinge of sadness, even.
butwhat?
feel bad for me?
who does he think he is?
so he’s been faking it this whole time? all those compliments & jokes didn’t mean anything?
you wanted to blame natasha for giving you false hope, but you could only blame yourself.
he was bucky barnes. the infamous heartbreaker. sure, he hadn’t been called that since the forties, but do people really change? he’d been through hell & now his self image was horribly damaged but that still makes him a heartbreaker. steve has said multiple times how bucky wouldn’t want to be in a relationship. why did you think you’d be the girl who’d change him?
you had given yourself false hope. for an entire year. you lied to yourself. “maybe tomorrow,” you had said. each night, you hoped bucky would sneak to your bedroom & confess himself. & of course it never happened…
tears welled up in your eyes. you couldn’t stay here. you couldn’t keep listening. you tried to escape silently, but a sob left your mouth as the tears streamed down your cheeks.
you heard the two men mutter in confusion, but before they could see how humiliating this was for you, you jumped on the elevator.
as soon as those doors opened, you fled to your bedroom. like a princess in a disney movie, you laid on your bed & cried. you cried until there was nothing left in you.
all the memories from the past year flooded your mind. hugs, movie marathons, & shared meals that meant so much in those moments now seemed like jokes in themselves. how stupid could you be?
—
the next few days were spent in your room & in pajamas. you told what had happened to clint & natasha, who apologized profusely. they continuously brought you comfort foods & consoling words.
when you did venture out into the kitchen & common areas, you ignored both steve & bucky. it was obvious why you stopped talking to bucky, but steve… you thought he was your friend, that he would at least tell you something that important. but instead, he let you continue to act like a fool.
—
on the fourth evening of your pity party, you spent your time in a ball on your bed watching all the movies on your watchlist.
you were actually paying attention to this one, but then a knock came to your door.
checking the time, you saw it was already well past midnight. who the hell was knocking this late?
begrudgingly, you left the comfort of your bed & opened the door. & of course the last person you wanted to see stood there.
bucky barnes was standing outside your door at two in the morning. if this happened a week ago, you’d be swooning. but now you wanted to go take a shower.
“h-hey,” bucky said. awkwardly, he waved shyly.
“hi.” you tried not to show too much emotion. you had been sad for long enough, now you were just angry.
“s-so what’s been going on? i haven’t, uh, seen you much lately.”
“yeah.”
“so, what’s up?”
“what do you mean?”
bucky just quirked his eyebrow in response, so you continued. “i heard what you told steve the other day. y’know, when you said you were just flirting with me because you felt bad.”
it felt nice to stand up for yourself, for once.
“y/n… i- that’s not what i was saying. you didn’t let me finish!” he tried to reach out for you but you backed up. “y/n… please.” you could see there was actual regret & sadness in his eyes.
well, you already acted like a fool for an entire year. one more night wouldn’t hurt.
“fine, tell me the rest.”
you motioned toward your bed. it was the middle of the night, & you were tired from standing.
bucky sat across from you with his elbows on his knees. he looked both anxious & stressed.
“i- ugh. how am i supposed to say this.” he rubbed a hand over his face. “i- i don’t feel bad for you. fuck! no, that’s not what i meant! i do feel bad for you hearing that & feeling bad. but i don’t pity you. i didn’t do all that stuff because i pitied you.”
he took a few deep breaths before continuing.
“i love you, y/n. i just… i didn’t know if you felt the same. & i know i’m an awful person. & i don’t know why you’d want to date a person like me, so that’s why i didn’t act on my feelings. i didn’t want to hurt you… i guess that backfired, huh?” he chuckled, softly.
you smiled.
“you really love me?” you asked.
“yeah. a lot. i mean, a lot a lot.”
“come ‘ere.” you extended your arms & made grabby motions with your hands.
you welcomed bucky into a long hug. this was much better than any other hug you two shared. five minutes ago, you hated this man. but now, you loved him more than anything.
asking out bucky barnes
headcanons
warnings: tiny mentions of nightmares & ptsd
a/n: i am working on the requests! don’t worry! they will be out soon, i promise!
- before you had dated, bucky was very quiet & never talked to you.
- however, you were super flirty & tried to strike up a conversation every chance you got.
- after a couple months, you decided to give up since bucky wasn’t reciprocating your feelings.
- but steve told you a little secret: bucky told him almost everyday that he liked you but didn’t know how to approach the whole situation.
- you then went all out.
- you planned a whole night for the two of you:
- he was coming back to the tower from long mission. his plane landed close to midnight, leaving the common areas empty.
- you strung up fairy lights in the living room & created a giant fort of pillows & blankets (it took up almost the whole room).
- you packed it full of snacks & your laptop so you could watch a marathon of disney movies
-because we all know bucky loves disney movies
- he came in tired & stressed. all he wanted was a hot shower & sleep.
- when he walked through the elevator doors, his jaw practically dropped to the floor.
- “w-what’s all this?”
- this was one of the only sentences you heard from bucky.
- you shrugged, “i wanted to do something nice for you. i know this past two weeks has been especially hard for you.”
- it looked like he was gonna cry.
- when stumbled over to you & the fort & collapsed into you.
- he held onto you & whispered, “i didn’t know how to tell you… i really really wanted to tell you… i like you, really like you.”
i hate you
bucky barnes x f!reader
summary: bucky & the reader hate each other, but could the misunderstanding finally end when bucky gathers his nerves during a mission with her?
warnings: mild angst
word count: 800
a/n: this was really fun to write; i hope it’s not too short!
“you have to dance. now.”
the voice of steve rogers rang in both yours & bucky’s ears. you scratched as the small metal disk in your ear. you always hated these. as soon as the sentence ended, the small orchestra overhead started tuning their instruments. the rest of the party-goers looked upward to the balcony where the sounds drifted from.
for a mission, you had to admit this was one of the most beautiful missions you had been on. the sounds of the cello & violins blended perfectly, & their tunes bounced effortlessly throughout the ballroom.
the trims of the room were gold, as were the various columns dotted about the space. it reminded you of the various pictures you had once seen of russian palaces. the tables & chaises near the walls matched the gold & white color scheme of the place. however, the men & women’s attire stood out. the men wore suits of maroon, navy, or black. you noticed how each of their shoes shined as you could see your reflection in them. & the women stood in every color imaginable. deep scarlets, purples, pinks, royal greens, & so on.
you had been gifted a baby blue lace gown for this particular occasion. you had joked that tony made it, even though it was made by a familiar tailor. it was long sleeve reached the floor, hiding both your heels & the dagger strapped to your shin. the many sheer layers of the gown gave it an angelic look, yet not scandalous. it was perfect.
your partner, bucky, had been dressed in an all black, three-pieced suit. his hair had been slicked back in a low ponytail, but you could see a few strands escaped. he wasn’t the ugliest in the room, you thought.
you & bucky had never gotten along. maybe it was because you were opposites, or maybe it was just simply a grudge. neither of you knew. but from the first moment you met, not one smile was shared between you.
you thought he was a menace to the team. he avoided everyone, barely communicated, & helped when only necessary. it made missions longer, & life at the tower strained. the atmosphere was uncomfortable when bucky was around.
you didn’t know this, but he thought you were an annoyance to the team. he always heard you talking from two rooms over, stepping on toes. he thought you needed to be quieter, or at least out of people’s business. you were always trying to solve problems.
so being paired together was maybe the worst thing imaginable. it was actually forcing the both of you to spend more time together than you ever had before. & when steve told you both you were going undercover as a couple, you shuddered.
a night with a basically silent jerk. great.
& you were expected to socialize & look like a loving pair.
“both of you dance. now.”
it’s just a job. it’s just a job. it’s just a job.
you turned to bucky, who had been awkwardly standing next to you the entire evening. he kept his eyes on the ceiling & his hands in his pockets.
he looked at you like he’d never done before; however, it was the first time he actually looked at you that night, though. he had a small glow in his eyes you had never noticed before.
it’s probably just the alcohol.
you held out your hand, wanting to get this over with. one dance & you were safe. bucky took it as he rolled his eyes. as the music started up, you placed a hand on his shoulder, & his hand rested on your hip.
it was uncomfortable but as the dance continued, you two fell into a nice rhythm. you did overhear once that bucky had been a pretty decent dancer back in the ‘40s.
the dance being performed by the various couples about the floor was simple: some swaying, a few spins, a switch of sides. easy enough.
a minute or two passed by. not one word or glance was shared between you & bucky.
“y’know,” you started. “a dance is usually filled with some conversation.”
“then start one.” bucky’s head remained turned in the opposite direction from yours.
“well, in situations like these, the gentleman is supposed to start talking first,” you whispered in his ear.
you both parted. bucky remained tied to you by one hand as he spun you. as you turned, you took in the people around you. your target had not yet arrived. then the two of you came back together, only this time facing one another.
“okay,” bucky tilted his head with this word. “you are the most stubborn, irresponsible, annoying, selfish…”
you were stunned. he kept listing & listing awful words as you stared in disbelief. sure, you two disliked each other, but it was a silent agreement. a contract never to be discussed. your jaw hung open. you told yourself to close it before anyone noticed.
“… nosy, disgraceful, &… &…”
this made your jaw drop open again. bucky? stuttering? he alway made a point to be punctual & precise around you, never making a mistake. he wanted to prove he was superior in every way.
“& beautiful…” he avoided your eyes then.
what?
“… & humorous… & k-kind.”
you noticed the music was slowing, the song was coming to a close. a few couples actually had parted from the dance floor.
as the cello notes grew deeper & deeper, bucky pulled you into a dip, thus breaking the conversation. if you could call it that. he held you only with his metal arm, allowing you to fall right above the marble floor.
he then lifted his free arm, slowly & hesitating. he reached for your face, but he seemed scared. like you would break.
his fingertips brushed your cheekbone. it brought goosebumps to your arms. after brushing a few strands of hair past your ear, he rested his hand on your cheek. it was warm, & it felt… comfortable?
you couldn’t believe you were letting bucky do this. it was like you were paralyzed; you couldn’t refuse. but at the same time, you didn’t want to.
with this hand on your face, he pulled you back up. your faces were closer than ever. you could smell the shot of whiskey he had when he first entered the ballroom.
just as slowly as he reached his arm up, he leaned in closer to you. when his eyes closed, yours followed in suit. what? why?
your lips touched & the goosebumps came back. it was soft & gentle, yet passionate. this made your heart feel full & as if it would explode.
but you hated bucky. how could he make you feel this way? how could your feelings of him change in five minutes? was it even possible?
your head was buzzing with questions but they disappeared as bucky kissed you again. with impeccable timing, he pulled away as the last note concluded.
“always wanted to do that,” he smiled.
“wh-“
“told you the dress would work,” steve’s voice came back loud in your earpiece.
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