I just noticed that Mercedes raises her eyebrows like she did the year before too

Justin’s New Girl

A/N: Can I get some feedback from this after you read it? Send requests too b. xx

Pairing: Reader x Justin Bieber

Word Count: 1, 904

Warnings: does swearing count> ;)

SummaryJustin has introduced his new girlfriend for the first time to his long-term closest female friend, Y/N, but his girlfriend does not have a keen interest in befriending her.


“Raindrop, drop top smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox” I sang in the mist of hoovering my living room over the wooden floorboards. I was too busy dancing with the hoover to the song bad and boujee that I didn’t even notice that my house doors locks were making the sound of keys being jiggled in that would have hinted that it was Justin entering the house, “I see your dancing again y/n” Justin chuckled walking over to the sofa and leaving the keys on the coffee table. “why don’t you do something better like go Livestream on insta” I walked over to where Justin was sitting and sat directly opposite of where he sat to talk to him better. Justin shrugged, “already did that in the morning but I do have something to tell you”

“What’s good?” I replied

“You know all the months I have been out of the Instagram social media limelight right? Well I met someone”

I stood up and walked closer to him, pulling him into a hug, and congratulated him “How long have you been with her and does anyone else know?” I gushed

“First of all I have been with her for like 3 months or so and you’re the only person that knows which leads me to tell you that I want you to meet her for yourself – I need to show her one of the most important people that I know”

“Ok sure but why didn’t you introduce her to your sisters and parents before me?”

“I need to make sure she is the right one before I tell everyone” he explained which I clearly understood.

I was truly happy for Justin having a girl with him but I couldn’t shake the feeling that these LA insta girls don’t seem how they really are but for Justin, I will give her a shot. Tomorrow at the Palm in Downtown LA.


After Justin told me that he had a girlfriend I just had to be the supportive best friend and check out her Instagram page that revealed her name was Asia Eliwood. This Asia must be about twenty years old judging by her nurtured skin. Asia was an Instagram model with over 900K followers that were interested in liking her beach pictures that exposed her toned abs on her beautifully tanned body. She was Justin’s Type. Today I was going for the casual look consisting of slick black straight hair, black two piece dress that followed my black heels and a pair of diamond-encrusted earrings.

The restaurant was surprisingly full for a hot Friday afternoon, the soft reclined chairs and oak wooden tables were used by many new customers. The waiter came returned with a menu, looking at the menu I decided to pick out a Caesar salad with prawns as a starter and for the main meal, a Pepperoni pizza with a glass of coke with sliced lemon.

Minutes later…

I fidgeted, adjusting the strap of my dress and reapplying another coat to my already red lips. With nothing else to do, I let myself soak in the ambient music for a few moments, wondering what the words to say when Justin and his girlfriend arrive then drinking water in the vanilla fragranced air. From the corner of my eye, I realized a slim figured female stood beside the table;  I glanced up at her face and stood up.

“Y/N right?” she said

“You must be Asia, nice to meet you” I began walking closer to her to pull her into a hug which she happily agreed. It was fair to say that she was even more beautiful as she was on her Instagram account and really knew her angles, her green eyes, and long wavy jet black hair complimented her faux feathered grey jacket over her tightly fitted turtleneck shirt with black jeans whereas Justin dressed in a black slim fit suit and tie for this casual occasion. Justin made his way to me and pulled me in a soft embrace as a sign of common friendliness between us then pulled out a seat for Asia before sitting down on the chair opposite to me.

“So y/n how long have you known Justin bear?” Asia asked

“nearly 4 years now, he is like a brother to me in all honesty so you better look after him good” I chuckled clearing the air without realising that this Asia rolled her eyes and showed off her dimpled fake smile that Justin loved, Justin remained in his seat and turned over to the window overlooking the summery spring lighting that was covered by groups of fans waving over for him to come over. “Asia, Y/N the fans want what they want but I will come back in a second” Justin stood up and pecked Asia on the temple before leaving the restaurant to entertain the fans clambering outside the restaurant.

“It’s so fucking annoying how these fangirls think that they actually have a chance with Justin bear” laughed Asia, sipping from her wine bottle looking back at Justin currently taking photos with fans and laughing along at whatever Joke a petite brown skinned girl with a high puff that framed her heart shaped face – her face said it all that she was serious and partly intimidated by the girls she was talking about. “Anyway Asia you look so good in that outfit you probably workout like 5 times a week right?”

“I have a personal trainer that helps so most of the credit goes to him and it helps that he is fine as fuck but in 2 months or so he can fix you up y/n”

“oh really?” I laugh joining in on her so-called joke

“I’m serious babe; you need all the help you can get” Asia flashed her million dollar smile and moved on to her salad and scrolled through her phone leaving me dumbstruck on did she actually say this as a joke? Or did the bitch mean that she was serious? She was on strike 2 after bitching about the fans that initially loved her because of her large following before they started dating which lead them to believe that she was a ‘genuine’ person that ‘does not want him for his money’ or the ‘fame’ along with it. I started gathering up my things removed myself from the awkward situation then pushed a $20 note for my half of the bill and walked out of the restaurant in time as Justin walked back in.

Justin’s face showed concern as he looked own ant my bawled fists  - a trait I have when angry or pissed off that he noticed during our  4 years of friendship, “Y/N why aren’t you inside with Asia, she really likes you”

“Justin as your best friend It is in my best interest to tell you that Asia Eliwood is not only a bitch but also an anti-belieber one too.”

“sure and that’s why she took photos with the fans 2 days ago” Justin sarcastically replied

“Don’t play that game with me Justin, ask your dumbass girlfriend what she thinks about the fangirls which believe they have a chance with you and get back to me” I managed not to snap and moved away from the fans recording the altercation and walked back to all white Mercedes to go home.


*A week later

It has been days since Justin and I have stopped talking because of his stiff and stuffy girlfriend and her insecurities between mine and Justin’s friendship so when Justin surprisingly facetimed me to tell me that he doesn’t want to lose this friendship and wanted to come over, shocked was the last word to say at the least. Finishing the last burrito in my minimalist stone marble countertops, the small ringing sounds of the doorbell played I open the door allowing Justin in and closing the door, however, the blockage of soft moisturized blue acrylic nails that belonged to ‘all so famous Asia Bitchywood’

Justin is the closest friend I have so because of that I had to let Asia I, even if she was from the pit of hell. In attempt to break off the ice I smiled at Justin which Asia followed with a sly snarl and a raised eyebrow for the classic bitch please move – She messed with the wrong one

“Sorry darling is there an issue?” I chuckled inching closer to her face and not caring that Justin was in the same room as both of us

Asia smirked knowing that with Justin here she could be the innocent looking one, “I don’t have one y/n”

“I’m sorry, have we met? Because I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered a bitch like you.” It was too much for me not to say something to that stuck up bitch even if Justin and I are losing the friendship bond AGAIN because of her! Faced with no other option Justin grabbed my arm and pulled me into the kitchen from the hallway. It was the only time since last week that I analyzed his facial expression when he put 2 and 2 together that maybe I and Asia do not appreciate each other’s company

Justin’s face was laced with confusion and heartbreak as he whispered, “I don’t know why you’re acting like this y/n but I really like this girl and she is trying to be your friend! Why can’t you just try as much as she does?”

Raising my eyebrows I faced away from him and began walking paces away from him “I don’t like her because your so perfect girlfriend told me to stop being friends with you” It was clear that Justin was not only baffled by what I just told him but from his shaking fingers that accompanied with his head he couldn’t believe this. “You have a fucking problem” Justin sighed and rubbed his temple

“Me have a problem? It was never an issue with us when she talked about my weight and your fans that treat me better that you” I shouted and walked towards the fridge to pull out a can of coke for me, Justin and the ungrateful hoe standing in the middle of the hallway alone.

“But she never said it y/n” argued Justin

“Let’s get this over and done with because Khalil is coming over for a chill session Justin”

Justin let out an exasperated sigh and called over Asia into the kitchen to the island for all of us to be faced with each other once again, “Asia you and y/n need to figure out your beef for me ok baby?”

Asia nodded and puckered her lips for Justin to kiss making me feel like the 3rd wheel in my own house but if this bitch wants to play  like that ok “Justin maybe to patch all my so called lies up why don’t we double date me, you, Avasia and Khalil?” I asked

“Asia y/n ayyy-shhh-aaa” smirked Asia crossing her arms with a sour expression

Justin smiled at the thought of proving to you that not only is Asia worthwhile but she isn’t a hater too, “Done deal y/n I’ll text you the date on the group chat I’m out”

Waving goodbye to Justin and Asia as they left the house I closed the door and focused on Khalil to talk things over. This was going to be fun.

Captain America’s Best Girl (Steve x Reader)

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! -I didn’t reply the message because I wanted you people to read this without any spoilers-

Please ignore any mistakes, and I am sorry if it’s not good enaugh. I am trying to improve myself. 

By the way, I really suck at writing fighting scenes. Sorry about that.


Warnings: Torture, pain, blood, cursing.

Originally posted by superherofeed

“I am telling you, he doesn’t like me.” I said, trying to catch up with Steve. He stopped walking and turned to me, “Baby, he does, just…uh-give him a little time.”
“He won’t want me at the game tonight.” I said. 

Steve was my boyfriend for over a year, and Bucky, his bestfriend still didn’t like me. I didn’t think he actually cared about my existence. 

“Look, I’ll talk to him. I am sure he would love you if he got a chance to know you. So, how about you to go to the game together? I’ll catch up later?”

“No-no-no-no. That’s not a good id-”

“It is. You two will talk, and work it out. I’ll talk to him.” He said, cutting me off.


“I love you babe. I’ll see you tonight.” He said, and gave me a quick kiss before turning around and leaving. 

I sighed as I stared at his fine ass as he walked away.

“I know you are staring!” He said, not turning his back and still walking.

I chuckled, “I can’t help it!" 

He gave me a quick playful look before getting inside the elevator.


(Bucky and Steve)

"She…she is coming?” Bucky asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Well…she is my girlfriend. So she is.” Steve answered.

“Yeah I just thought-”

“I know you don’t like her.” Steve said, giving him a look.

Bucky took a deep breath. “Yes, I don’t.” He confessed.

“Why?” Steve asked, he was confused. To him, (Y/N) was perfect. 

“I, it’s just…I don’t-”

“Okay, whatever. But you two will have some time together, and get to know each other.” Steve said, pointing his finger at him.


“Tonight. You will take her to the game, and I’ll catch up with you two later."Steve added.

"No, look-”

“Buck.” Steve protested, shooting him a look.

“Okay, okay. I’ll pick her up. Alright?”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll see you tonight then, punk.” Bucky said, a playful grin on his face. 

“Yeah, jerk.” Steve responded with the exact same look as they hugged.


“Do I look okay?” (Y/N) asked her friends, Natasha and Wanda, who were sitting on her bed as she changed clothes and asked them for advice.

“Yeah. Sexy legs you got there.” Natasha said and winked at her, she chuckled. She was wearing her denim shorts, and a white t-shirt. 

“And I’ll just wear my sneakers. Casual. We’re just going to the game anyway.” (Y/N) said.

“Yeah. I don’t know why are you so nervous.” Wanda said.

“Bucky hates me.” She said, taking a deep breath.

“He doesn’t hate you.”

“He does.”

“Okay maybe he doesn’t like you but–" 

(Y/N) sighed. Why doesn’t he like me? I haven’t done anything wrong!, she thought.

They were interrupted by the door knocking."It’s him.” Natasha said before getting up. (Y/N) took her purse and wore her sneakers quickly, rushing to the door.

“Hey.” She said, smiling.

Bucky didn’t smile back. “Hey.” He said with a bored voice.

 (Y/N) could see that Natasha and Wanda were trying to hold back their laughter.

“So, bye you two! Have fun!” Natasha said as she pushed her out, shutting the door behind them. 

She looked away from Bucky, and they both walked towards the elevators in an awkward silence. 

“Soo…how are you?” (Y/N) asked when the elevators door shut. 

“Good. You?” He answered, not looking at her.

“Good.” She answered, turning away from him. 

When they reached the garage’s floor, he got out first, walking too fast and not waiting for her. “Such a gentleman,” she mumbled to herself. 

“Pardon?” Bucky asked, turning to her.

“Oh, nothing." 

They walked towards the black Range Rover in silence, and Bucky sat on the driver’s seat as (Y/N) sat on the front seat. 

"Put your seat belt on.” Bucky said as he turned the engine on.

(Y/N) did so, and took a look at Bucky. He didn’t have his seat belt on.

“You should too.” She said to him, and he turned to her, giving her a are-you-serious look.

“What? I have mine on.”

“If we were in an accident, I am pretty sure you would die first, and I wouldn’t, soo…" 

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. "You are being ridiculous.” She said as he drove out of the garage.

He shot her a look. “It’s true.”

 "Whatever, ass.“ She said, looking away. She said the word ‘ass’ so low, Bucky almost didn’t hear it.

”'Ass’? You know, we should be trying to get along.“ Bucky said.

"You are the one that doesn’t like me.” (Y/N) answered.

He didn’t know how to answer to that. 

It couldn’t be more weird. 

Rest of their drive was in silence. 

During their drive to the stadium, Bucky noticed car following them from the mirror. It was a black Mercedes, driving 10 yards away which had men in black inside. (Y/N) didn’t seem to notice, and Bucky didn’t want to freak her out so he didn’t say anything. He acted like he hadn’t seen a thing. But she had noticed something was off.

“(Y/N), can you pass me my jacket from the back seat please?” (Y/N) was confused, it was hot outside, did he even bring a jacket?

“Sure.” She answered, turning to the back and reaching out for the black leather jacket on the backseat. She did see the gun he had in inside the pocket of the jacket. She looked up at him. 


“Just put the jacket on your lap. And pull the gun out and pass it to me when I say so, alright?” Bucky said, he knew they were being watched so he acted like there was nothing wrong. He kept his eyes on the road.

She did as he said so. “Someone is following us, right?” She asked nervously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let them hurt you.” He said. 

She was Steve’s girlfriend, he had to protect her.

(Y/N) took out her phone, to call for help. It wasn’t even working.  She picked Bucky’s and checked it too.

“Sons of bitches broke our phones.” She said.

“That’s not a surprise." 

”(Y/N), they will probably attack once they get closer. When they do so, hide, okay? Don’t come out until I say so.“ Bucky said with a calm and serious voice.


After a minute,  he noticed the car stopping in the middle of the road. His breathing stopped as the men in a black armours got out of the car, holding machine guns. (Y/N) saw it too, her eyes widened in fear.

“GET DOWN!” Bucky shouted as the man started shooting. (Y/N) got off the seat, sat on the ground of the car, passing Bucky the gun. 

Men managed to shot the wheels, the car stopped, drifting few feets away. 

“Stay here. Don’t move.” Bucky ordered before kicking the car’s door open.

God, he wished he had his suit on.

He ripped the cars door with his metal arm to use as a shield, and raised the gun to shoot the men. They were too many to shoot. He knew he was going to run out of bullets, he had to get close to them. He did so, he walked towards the men, holding the car’s door up while doing so. When he managed to get close enough to one of them, he hit the guy with the car’s door. and took his gun. He used the guy as a human shield, car’s door was damaged.There were too many men. Too many. That didn’t really matter to The Winter Soldier. He was killing every single one of them, until a man in black mask stepped out of the black Mercedes. 

Only a single word fell from his mouth: 


 Bucky’s arms fell on his sides, the weapon he was using fell on the ground. His brain froze, he lost the control of his muscles.He just stood still.The man chuckled. 

“I see you are still useful, Asset.” He said, looking at the dead/unconsicuos men laying on the ground.

“Take the girl from the car.” He ordered to the rest of the men.

A couple of men ran towards the black Range Rover, pulled (Y/N) out, who was now struggling to get out of the men’s arms. She ended up kicking one in the balls as she elbowed the other in the face. But more men came to hold her.

“Look what a fighter we got here.” The man in the black suit said as one of the men pushed her in front of  the man. 

She fell on her knees, only to get back up immediatly.

“I wouldn’t expect any less from Captain America’s best girl.”



With the repeat of the word, Bucky woke back up. He took a deep breath in shock, blinked a few times to adjust to the light. When his vision came back, he saw that he was in a dark room, tied up in chains. When he looked up, what he saw was a lot worse.

(Y/N) was handcuffed to a chair she was sitting on, unconscious. 





He felt his heart beat fastening, this couldn’t be happenning.

"Welcome back, Sergeant Barnes.” He heard someone call, he looked around, and noticed a dark figure standing in the corner of the room. Hearing the name the man called him, he shouted in anger, trying to get up and attack the man.He felt his heart pounding in his chest. 

The man chuckled, his hands going up to his mask. He took it off slowly, threw it aside. Then he took a few steps forward, stepping out of the dark. The light made fell on the man’s face, relieving it for Bucky to see.His whole face had burn marks.


Bucky’s eyes widened. 

“I know, it’s kind of ugly, isn’t it?” Brock Rumlow said.

Bucky couldn’t open his mouth to speak. He knew what he was going to do. Brock Rumlow wanted revenge from Captain America, and there was no way better that hurting his loved ones; his girlfriend and his bestfriend.

“I’ll give you a chance. Let us go. We’ll let you leave, alive.” Bucky said, his voice cold.

Rumlow just smirked in return. 

“You are gonna regret this.” Bucky added, raising his tone.

“I have plenty of time before any of your friends find your lifeless bodies. I’ll escape.” He answered.

Bucky felt his blood boil, his muscles tightened, he clenched his jaw.

(Y/N) opened her eyes slowly, forced herself to wake up. She felt a terrible pain in the back of her head. Son of a bitch knocked me out, she thought as she groaned in pain.

“Oh, there she is, finally awake.” She looked up when she heard a man’s voice. She blinked a couple of times. She started to shake in fear when she looked up. 

There were all kinds of knives and weapons standing on the table besides her, she was handcuffed, she saw Bucky tied up in front of her. Her eyes widened. Then she looked up at the man, who carried a red-skull symbol on his black armour. He had burn marks all over his face, it wasn’t hard to guess who it was.

“So, which one of you want to go first?” Rumlow said, walking over to the weapons. 

Bucky and (Y/N)’s eyes met, he could see how scared she was, he hated it. “If you touch her, I swear to god-” Bucky growled. 

Brock turned to him with an amused look on his face, “I’ll start with her then." 

He said, which made Bucky try to rip the chains off in anger.(Y/N) did her best to hide her fear. She wasn’t going to give the son of a bitch the pleasure of seeing her like scared.She saw him picking up a large knife before walking slowly towards her. When he got close enaugh, she spat on his face. 

"You ugly son of a bitch! I bet you’ll even look worse when he gets here.” She growled, which made Brock stumble back.

“Who? Cap? It’ll take him a lot to find his dead bitch, no worries.” He said before punching her. 

Numbing pain shot through her, black dots spotted her vision. Her head fell, she could feel the taste of blood in her mouth. Tears stung the corners of her eyes, but she blinked them away.

She could hear Bucky shouting in anger among with the sound his chains made as he moved. But it all went blurry for her for a moment. Brock watched her as she tilted her head up again, looked at him like he was nothing, but a piece of shit. 

“Aren’t you an one tough cookie.” He grinned.

“…But I can assure you, you won’t have that same look on your face when I’m done with you.” He added with a cold voice, his eyes showing no emotion.


Hours passed.

(Y/N) lost the sense of time. She didn’t know if she had been there for hours, a day, a few days maybe. She could feel the pain in every inch of her body. She thought she would pass out after a while, but she didn’t, which was even worse.

Bucky was just as hurt as her. No, he wasn’t being tortured. He didn’t feel any physical pain. But after every hit she took, something inside him broke. He hated watching her being hurt, even though they haven’t really been friends. But she was a loved one for his bestfriend, which meant he had to protect her at all costs. He would be feeling better if Rumlow was torturing him instead of her. 

“I’ll kill you.” He grunted as the man sat in silence, enjoying his cigarette. 

“I have no doubt you would, Asset. If you survive, why wouldn’t you?” Brock answered as he exhaled the smoke, and got up, walked towards the door. 

“Now I’ll go get a beer for myself. If I were you, I wouldn’t try anything stupid.” He said before leaving. 

Bucky forced himself to look at the bruised face of (Y/N)’s. He felt his heart ache as he did so. 

“We will get out of here, alive and breathing. I promise.” He said to her, trying to keep his voice strong. 

(Y/N) opened her mouth to speak, but she ended up coughing her own blood. Then she tried to pull herself together, there was something she had to say.

“Bucky…” She started to speak, her voice was coming out like a whisper but she forced herself to be strong, and continued:

“…If I don’t make it, please tell him that I love him.” She said, her voice cracking as tears fell from her eyes.

“You’ll that yourself, okay? They’ll be here. They’ll find us.” He said. 

He didn’t want to think of a scenerio where she died and he had to tell that to his besfriend. He couldn’t do that. 


“Steve,” Natasha called out to her friend, “We will find them.” 

Steve got away from his thoughts as she placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Natasha…” He mumbled, he didn’t know how to answer.

He felt scared.

Captain America was scared. There was nothing on earth to make him so terrified but losing his loved ones; his bestfriend and his lover.

“I know, I know. It’s going to be okay, I promise.” Natasha said with a soft voice as she sat next to him. 

“Cap,” Sam called for him, entering the room. “Stark found something.” 

Natasha and Steve got up quickly, and followed Sam to the lab. 

Natasha could hear Steve’s heart pounding in his chest. 

“What do we got?” Steve asked as they entered the lab. 

“I’ve hacked into some phones, people who were there on the same road as they were. And found some footages…” Tony said, and FRIDAY hologramed the videos.

They stood in a circle as they watched Bucky fight the agents with ease, than stop the moment the masked man said something. The footage was taken from a distance, and clearly by a cellphone. It couldn’t be heard what the man said to Bucky, but Steve knew exactly what it was. 

“Pause.” Tony said and FRIDAY paused the video, Tony scooped in, “I did a few things on the picture,” The image was suddenly a lot clearer. 

“…Aand, look, our guy has a few burn marks.” Tony said, looking at Steve.

“Rumlow.” Steve said in surprise. 


“Do we know where did he take them?” Steve asked with a scared voice, he wished the answer was yes.

“We do. Let’s go suit up.” 


“He still isn’t here now, is he?” Rumlow said, chuckling as he exhaled the smoke. 

(Y/N) was biting her lower lip to not scream. She felt pain everywhere in her body, yet she was still trying to be strong.

A scream ripped her throat as he placed the burning cigarette on her bare shoulder, putting it out on her skin. 

“No!” Bucky shouted in surprise, his yelling was followed by more cursing and threatning. 

As (Y/N) passed out from the pain, he turned back to Bucky.

“Well, now it’s my time to leave, I had a great time. Tell Cap I say hi, okay? Bye.” Rumlow said with a smile and waved before grabbing his weapons, his jacket.

“I’ll kill you. I’ll find you, I swear to god, and blow your fucking brains out.” Bucky growled as he just stared into his eyes. 

Rumlow had no doubt he would. He knew the consequances of what he did, and he was ready to fight.

“Good luck with that. Oh, and one more thing, you two can’t walk out here together. Cap’s gonna have to make a choice.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“You’ll see.” He responded with a devilish grin before walking out of the door. 


“(Y/N), hey, wake up. Please. Please, wake up.” Bucky was calling out for her from his seat, he wasn’t sure if she was still breathing.

“(Y/N)! Hey! Come on!” Bucky called out louder this time, hoping she would respond. 

The third time he did, she woke up. Bucky watched her as she opened her eyes hardly, forcing her eyes to look up at him. 

She had blood everywhere. 

She wouldn’t make it if they weren’t here soon. 

He had also noticed the machine gun behind her, that was hung up on the air towards him. It also appared to be connected with the metalic table she was laying on. 

The moment she would move from that table, the gun was going to go off, and he would be dead. 

He checked his back, and there was another gun in the same position that was pointed towards (Y/N).

Son of a bitch thought it all through. If one of them was going to live, other one was surely going to die. 


“Let’s go.” Steve said as he grabbed his shield, put on his helmet.

“Hold up, let me scan the building first.” Tony said.

Everyone waited information from him as they stood ready.

“There seems to be….Only two people inside.” 

Everyone was confused by the words that left Tony’s mouth. 

“But, it can’t be- this must be a trap.” Natasha said. 

“You’re right. This seems weird, we should-” Clint was cut off by Steve, 

“I am going in.” 


“I don’t care what kind of a trap it is. I am going in.” 

Everyone exchanged looks, “We got your back, Cap.”

He nodded his head before jumping off the jet. He landed on his foot and knee, getting up quickly and running inside the building.

He broke the locks with his shield, ran around the whole building until he finally found them.

“(Y/N)! Bucky!” He shouted once again, but this time it was replied.

“We’re here! Steve!” Bucky shouted back. 

He wasted no time running in. 

He was in complete shock when he looked around. His heart ached when he saw (Y/N), unconscious, covered in bruises and her own blood.

When he made a move towards her, he was stopped by a voice.

“Hey, cap. It’s been a long time, right? Do you like my looks?”


Steve turned to see a big screen, which showed a video of Brock Rumlow.

“Now is the time you choose, Captain; your best girl, or your pal? Choose wisely.”

The footage ended with a laughter.

Steve looked around in confusion.

“The moment you make a move to any one of us, the sniper behind the other one’s head goes off.” Bucky explained.

Steve’s eyes widened in fear as he saw the weapon pressed against the back of Bucky’s head, his heart pounded in his chest. His blood run fast, he had to think of something. 

If he threw his shield towards to any of the snipers, they would still go off. There was a chance the bullet still hitting them no matter how fast he acted.

“Steve,” (Y/N) managed to open her eyes and call out to him with a weak voice.

Save him. Save Bucky.”

Bucky looked at her in shock as Steve froze.

“I can’t let any one of you die.” He breathed out. 

There must have been a way. 

He looked around the room, the system Brock was using to detect movements around the room was working with electricity, which meant it had a source. 

He saw the electricity panel on the other side of the room, and he threw his shield towards it, breaking the thing in two and causing the lights go off in the entire building.

Now there was no camera or anything that could alert the snipers to shoot. 

He took his shield and broke Bucky’s chains before taking (Y/N) in his arms. 


I blinked slowly, trying to adjust to the bright light and open my eyes. Surprisingly feeling no pain, I woke up.

I breathed heavily, feeling so tired and sore. But I needed to wake up and see if Bucky was safe too. I remembered telling Steve to save Bucky, but that was it. I must have passed out again before saying that.

When I tried to get up, I felt hands on me pushing me back to bed, “Baby, it’s okay, take it easy.”

I turned to see Steve which made me feel so much better. God, I missed him.

“Where’s Bucky? Is he-”

“He’s alright doll.” 

“How did you-”

“Don’t think about that. All that matters is that you’re both fine, okay?” He said and I layed back, taking a deep breath.

“How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”

“I am fine. Must be the painkillers.” I said as he took my hand in his.

I looked down at our hands, mine looked so much smaller now, and it had bruises on it which made me feel sick. 

Then I looked at my arms, they were filled with scracthes.

I didn’t even want to think about how my face looked.

“Hey, it’s okay, baby, look at me, you’re alright.” Steve said as he tilted my chin to look at him. 

I blinked when I felt tears in my eyes.

He pulled me into a hug gently, “These scars will heal. Don’t worry. And even if they don’t, they are not ugly. They make you who you are. They remind you that you survivied, that you’re strong.”

I took another deep breath as I wrapped my arms around him.

He was right. I survivied, that was all that mattered.

“And I promise you, I’ll make that son of a bitch pay.” Steve said when we pulled back.

“Damn right we will.” 

Bucky’s voice was heard from the doorstep.

He seemed tired and weak, he had dark circles under his eyes. I remembered how he screamed when I was being tortured, I knew how hard it must have been for him too.

I just nodded before laying down. 

Bucky sat to my other side, “How are you feeling?”

“I am okay. I don’t feel any pain, thanks to the painkillers. You?”

“Me too.”

There was silence before Steve got up from his seat. 

“I’ll get you some food and water doll. I’ll be right back.” He said and I just nodded before he left the room.

“I gotta’ ask you something.” Bucky said.

“Yeah?” I turned to him.

“Back in there, when Steve came to save us, you told him to save me. Why?” He asked.

“You make Steve happy,” I said with a small smile, and added; “I’d do anything for him to be happy. Even if it cost me my life.” 

His expession changed, he seemed to surprised at what I said.

“I was really wrong about you earlier.” He said after letting what I said sink in. 

I just gave him a smile and Steve walked in a minute later.

When he saw our expressions, he asked, “What?”

“Nothin’,” Bucky answered, “It’s just that me and (Y/N) are gonna be good friends after all.” 

He winked at me and I chuckled, “It seems so.”





Hope you guys liked it! It wasn’t the best, I know. Please let me know what you think.

PS: I have 2 other requests coming up and the new parts of Black Widow and Miracle are on progress.

Anon prompted: Pretty please write more Mpreg Kurt? It’s my favourite thing !!!!

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New Hope (Miscarriage) 

It’s a quiet day at work with the newest magazine still hot from the printers and the staff gearing up to put the next one together. Hot from the printers is really just an old saying at this point as Kurt is holding one of the only three paper copies of the magazine and is absentmindedly going through it when he hears a squeal that makes him look up. 

Alice, an up-and-coming fashion photographer, has chosen this quiet day to stop by the office with her new-born daughter. The baby is sleeping peacefully in her car-seat, completely unaware of the way she’s managed to bring everyone to a stop. 

Kurt bites his lip. 

It’s not that he hasn’t seen babies. Of course he has seen babies. Cooper’s daughter has just learned to say ‘uncle Kurt’ instead of 'Unca Kuth’. But lately he’s felt a sort of tug in his gut as their life has come to a point when really, only one thing is missing. 

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Come Back and Haunt Me

Anon Prompted: Blangst Prompt: #767

Mpreg!Blaine, Kurt broke off the engagement and left Blaine. Three years later, Kurt’s at a strip club for his bachelor party and sees Blaine working. Blaine’s been working there and enduring uncomfortable glances and touches for a year to make sure that his son was properly cared for.

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“The Banana Sling?!” Kurt read slowly, climbing out of the taxi and stopping to stare up at the glowing neon letters. “Rachel, you must be joking. I can’t go in there!”

“Yes! You can! Come on!” She laughed, looping her arm through his and tugging him along. Kurt was able to dig his heels into the ground and refuse Rachel’s attempt, but Mercedes and Santana grabbed his other arm and were able to forcefully shove him through the double doors.

“You only get to have one bachelor party, Hummel.” Santana said. “Enjoy all the ball bouncing and lap dancing you can before you are reduced to a life of domestic, scheduled missionary sex with absolutely no personality.” Kurt turned to glare at her, but she was too busy shooing a group of thirty- something men away from a table to notice-let alone care about- Kurt’s threatening stare.

Kurt had told the girls he did not want a bachelor party. Kurt would have been fine with an outing with his close friends that counted as a ‘bachelor party’, but he really had no desire to have a true bachelor party; He had specifically told each of them he did not want anything to do with strippers or dance clubs or half naked men or drinking, but someone they seemed to put him the single place that encompassed all four.

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When Rachel finally gets a chance to catch up with Shelby, they all learn something that is both logical and disturbing.

this is just a silly anderberry/blainchel thing with klaine too, super short

“She was supposed to be home an hour ago,” Kurt says, pacing their room while Blaine sits on the bed, his eyes following Kurt back and forth. “Should we call her?”

“She’s an adult as much as we are,” Blaine says, shrugging. “I’m sure she’s fine. And, you know, we totally wasted all this time we could have spent having sex.”

“Because I thought she’d be home before we could get anywhere beyond a heavy make-out,” Kurt grumbles. Suddenly they hear muffled conversation in the hallway and he looks up towards the door. “That must be her, no one else is that loud.”

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Perpetual Bliss

Summary: Rachel Berry felt as though she’d been waiting for the summer to arrive forever. The end of her junior year of high school had been both indescribably better and disappointingly worse than the end of previous years.

Ficlet written for Faberry Week, Day Seven - The Future

Set in the This Kiss universe. Unbetaed.

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Rachel Berry felt as though she’d been waiting for the summer to arrive forever. The end of her junior year of high school had been both indescribably better and disappointingly worse than the end of previous years. Last year at this time, she’d been celebrating the birth of her fledgling relationship with Finn Hudson and the glee club’s last minute amnesty, living to sing another day. This year, Rachel was reveling in her increasingly intimate relationship with Quinn Fabray and the anticipation of three blissful months in which they would be able to be together without classes or competitions or Sue Sylvester’s sadistic practice schedule to interrupt their quality alone time.

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Something There

Summary: Once upon a time, in Lima, Ohio, a young performer was the star of his show choir. Although he had everything his heart desired, the performer was spoiled, selfish and unkind. 

Prompt: Inspired by “Beauty and the Beast”. Kurt is Belle (or in this case, Beau), Blaine is the Beast, and Karofsky is Gaston. The Enchantess is one of the bullies from the Sadie Hawkins Dance pre-“Glee” who cursed Blaine out of jealousy.

Prompt: Beauty and the Beast Klaine AU

Warnings: Homophobia, violence


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