As the day went on, (Y/N) could not help but look at the other girls. The way they looked and the way they spoke. It was totally different than what she wore and said. She was standing in the lunch line, her fingers gripping the tray as she took a step forward in the slow moving line. Her thoughts were broken when she heard Bucky’s laugh over the loud lunchroom, snapping her head toward the direction of where she heard it. The feeling of her mouth drying and her stomach turn at the sight before her. He was sitting at a table surrounded by what people label as the “popular girls”. Her eyes watched as his nose scrunched and his head falling back in laughter. They scanned down to see the fingers of the girl next to him caressing his forearm. Her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach as her eyes traced back up to meet her eyes. Her name is Skyler. Dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, thin figure, red lips, and she gave off a sex vibe.
(Y/N) stared into her eyes till Skyler gave her a smirk before turning her head back toward Bucky. She leaned over and whispered something into his ear. He looked over at Skyler before following her pointing finger to (Y/N) who was stiff as a board as she attempted to swallow the lump in her throat but failing. Bucky gave her a soft smile before winking as his tongue traced along his pink lips. (Y/N) felt her thighs tighten under her skirt before jumping at the feeling of a hand on her forearm, “Woah!” Her voice was high, but soon she relaxed when she saw it was her childhood friend Deloris. Her red hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her green eyes sparking with her smile.
“Jumpy much?” She giggled. “Just, not feeling well.” (Y/N) said softly looking back over at Bucky and Skyler.
Prompt: not sure if you’re taking requests but if you are could you please write Negan x deaf reader? maybe they meet at the line up or when he visits Alexandria but he doesn’t know they’re deaf, thanks, your writings awesome!❤
Ships: Negan x Deaf!Reader Words: 1,257 Warnings: Curses, mild violence
You were sitting on the porch of a baby blue panelled house. You felt the fresh breeze on your face as you shut your eyes and inhaled the fresh summer scents. You clutched the paint-chipped wooden chair as you rocked slowly back and forth. This, you thought, was paradise.
You opened your eyes slowly, making sure to take in the vibrant colours emanating from the neighbouring flower patch. You saw that there was an emerald watering can, abandoned haphazardly on its side. You frowned, you knew how much Deloris loved her flowerbeds and it wasn’t like her to leave her cherished watering can (and award from ‘99’s gardening contest) abandoned like that.
Written by: @ilovebeingjoyful Posted: December 16th, 2016 Warnings: Nooonnnneeee (Unless you label a 7-year-old and a 9-year-old kissing?) Genre: Fluffy fluff! Paring: 1940′s Bucky x (Y/N) Rogers AND Steve x (Surprise Character) AN: I am so happy everyone is enjoying this series!!
“It won’t be hard.” Bucky’s voice shook as he looked at himself in the mirror in his bedroom, “Just press my lips to her’s.” He swallowed as he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm his cowlick down. “UGH! Forget it.” He growled as he walked to his closet and grabbed his newsboy hat. He walked back to the large standup mirror and put on his hat, “Besides, I am an 8-year-old boy. I can do this.” Nodding to his reflection once before popping his suspenders, “Ow.” He whispered and rubbed the popped skin.
Bucky jumped down the last five steps of the stairway before swinging the door open and sprinted out the door after shutting the door. He rushed over to Steve and (Y/N)’s house across the street, taking a deep breath he knocked on the door. Rocking back and forth on his heels as he waited for the door to open, and when he heard the footsteps on the other side of the door, his heart slowly started to race, it calmed down when he saw it was their mother, Sarah, “Hi James.” He smiled up at Mrs.Rogers, “Hi mame, is (Y/N) home?” His hands were stuffed down in his jacket pockets. It was nearing Christmas, and snow was just starting to stick to the ground.
Sarah tilted her head, “Umm, she is over at Deloris’ house–but Steve–” He smiled, “Thank you!” Bowing his head to her before jumping down the porch stairs, nearly slipping on the ice before he took off toward the red-headed house.