italics for russian

Accidental Confession

Ship : Bucky Barnes x Reader

Notes and warnings : Everything is lovey dovey, Pietro is alive, Author don’t speak Russian, Italic = Translation.

Request : “What about one where Natasha and Bucky speak Russian and they don’t know the reader can as well and he and Natasha talk about the reader and his huge crush on her and the reader hears this and it’s all just fluffy and cute!”  

A.N: Hello everyone :D I’m happy to share with you my last imagine (Even it’s quite short D:). First thing, if you speak Russian, you can send me a message if you want to help me to correct the imagine :3 (I used Google Translate so it’s probably full of errors)

Also, I’m looking for someone who can correct everything that I write! I can explain everything in message. /!\ You need to speak English and French! /!\


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Originally posted by wintersthighs


Who thought you can speak Russian? Well, apparently, not Natasha and Bucky.


The sun starts to shine in your room, reflecting on your window, telling you to wake up. You’re sitting on your bed looking at your clock.


“It’s only 7 a.m… Well, it’s time for a good meal!” You said, jumping from your bed and going straight for the kitchen.


Outside your room you have a small talk with Wanda and Pietro, earning a big hug from her, she is doing that every time she sees you since you saved her brother. Pietro just looks at your barely covered legs, receiving a strange look from Wanda.


In the elevator, you received a hello from Steve and Sam. It’s seem like Sam try to make the Captain hang out with Sharon. Right before you leave the elevator you put your hand on Steve’s shoulder and say to him;


“Good luck with him, Captain!” You’re smiling sweetly at him.


“What does that mean?!” You heard Sam screaming at you.


Halfway to the kitchen you recognize the voice of Natasha… Speaking in Russian?


“Ты знаешь, что она тоже влюблена в тебя?” Is she is talking about you?

 (“You know she had a crush on you too, right?”)


“Я так не думаю, она не говорит, когда я здесь, и она всегда пытается выйти из комнаты как можно скореe…” Is that Bucky?

(“I don’t think so, she doesn’t talk when I’m here and she always tries to leave the room as soon as possible..”)


They’re definitely talking about you… If only they know that you’re speaking Russian.


“Я знаю ее больше, чем вы, она определенно любит вас! Чего же ты ждешь? Хочешь увидеть, как она разглядывает Пьетро на диване?” Right after her sentence you decide to enter the room with a big grin on your lips.

(“I know her more than you, she is definitely in love with you! What are you waiting for? You want to see her making out with Pietro on the couch?”)


“Hi, Natasha. Hello Bucky.” You’re passing behind Bucky who had a panicked face. Natasha let out a quick laugh.


“Не волнуйся, даже если она нас слышала, она не говорит по-русски.” Bucky look at Natasha with a frustrated gaze, not sure about this information. You’re back facing them, you’re smiling like a fool.

(“Don’t worry, even if she heard us, she doesn’t speak Russian.”)


“Надеюсь, ты прав.” Bucky looks at your back thinking about what Natasha said about you and Pietro. 

(“I hope you’re right.”)


“Что я могу сделать? Признаться ей? Я никогда не признавался в своих чувствах к девушке, даже в 40-е годы.” Natasha shrugs her shoulders. 

(“What can I do? Confess to her? I never confessed my feeling to a girl, not even in the 40’s.”)


“Это твоя проблема, не моя!” She says before leaving the kitchen. 

(“It’s you’re problem, not mine!”)


You turn your head in his way and look at him, taking a seat in front of him. You put your chin in your hand.


“So, what was the subject of this conversation?” You asked, looking right in his eyes.


“Why do you ask?” He said, crossing his arms on his torso, who look absolutely amazing in this tight shirt…


“I’m just curious…” You bit your lips looking at his long hair. Maybe it's will be great to run your hands in his hair while he is eati… Wooohoo calm down [y/n]! 

After a few seconds, Bucky get down from his chair coming in your way. He looks at you and you feel his flesh hand caressing your cheek.


You’re speaking Russian, right?” You stare wide-eyed at him, feeling surprised.


“I-I…” You’re blushing like a tomato (that’s a French expression!). His lips look delicious right now… After a few seconds, he kisses you roughly.


You’re on the cloud nine. His sharp lips feeling so good on yours…


You run your hands in his hair, going deeper into this kiss while he touches firmly your hips.


And that is, the beginning of a beautiful love story, between you and James Buchanan Barnes.


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Thanks for reading, see you for the next imagine  (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ

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A/N: I don’t speak Russian, and I don’t trust google translate, so the things in italics are in Russian, okay? :)

Gif source:  Natasha  |  Pietro

Imagine being Russian like Natasha, speaking with her in Russian and giggling while seeing Pietro because you’re in love with him, and Pietro gets annoyed because he can’t understand what the two of you are saying.

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“Stop! Stop that… Conspiring!” Pietro huffs, appearing in front of you and Natasha with a gust of wind, the two of you just grin at him.

I think your boyfriend’s jealous,” Natasha teases, Russian rolling from her tongue as easily as ever, only making the Sokovian’s jaw clench. This only causes another eruption of giggles from you, enjoying your friend poking the bear nearly as much as she is.

“We aren’t conspiring, Pietro, we’re just talking!” you laugh, before turning towards Natasha again, “He’s cute when he’s jealous, no?