Summary: AU. What happens when a dream changes your reality?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 3,778
language, self-consciousness, fluff, mentions of cheating
A/N: Hi guys! I’m so sorry I’ve been off the radar for over a month now. I got wrapped up in some personal stuff + had really bad writer’s block. I hope you guys still enjoy my writing! This is my submission for @jurassicbarnes‘s One Year Blog Anniversary Challenge. My prompt was 27: “You don’t remember last night at all, do you?” Inspired by the song “Dream a Little Dream of Me.”
I wanted to create something I knew would be semi-decent since I have such intense writers block, so enjoy this headcanon :)))
Side Note: there are sentences that are in Italian, I however do not speak that language so I’m using Google Translate, if there are any words that are incorrect please let me know! thank you :)
Translations are also at the bottom, p.s. this headcanon is super long just an fyi
sO for starters you were new to Queens, you’d just recently moved from Italy (bc why not I love Italy)
needless to say Queens was a BIG change compared to what you were used to back home in another country
thankfully for you however you knew English as well as Italian, so you had to give your English teacher props for making you suffer in his class those past two years, but when you were at home you spoke Italian with your family
these little portraits have been a lot more time consuming than i thought they would be lol but im still doing them just for 3$ now!!! but ya if anyone wants a little portrait like this just send me a pic of u and paypal me 3$ at email@example.com!
So I’m guessing that after arriving to Sisters of Quiet Mercy: Home for Troubled Youths in search of Polly, Betty gets very anxious, or may even starts having a panic attack. Jughead helps calm her down and they share an intimate moment before heading inside.
Before the trailer came out I thought that the 4th picture was a moment that would come after Betty saw Polly again, but it’s clear that they’re still standing in front of that odd entryway.
“You drive too fast,” said Mark. Emma snorted and checked the strap of Cortana where it fastened across her chest. “You sound like Julian.” “It brought me joy,” Mark said, moving to stand beside her. “It was as if I flew with the Hunt again, and tasted the blood of the sky.” “Okay, you sound like Julian on drugs,” Emma muttered.