no my friend's last name is not barnes

Comatose-Chapter 1



Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier, You are part of the Avengers and Dating Bucky Barnes, Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha, you catch them in the act and things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with Similar powers to Jean, Only with Immortality thrown in. 

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.


Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch


The mission had drained you; Covered in bruises and dried blood, there had been too many agents and you cursed your lack of backup;You were sorely outgunned,but you had gotten the intel that you needed., It wasn’t uncommon for you to be sent on solo missions, your powers and skill set affording you the privilege of never really being the underdog, so while it was sometimes tricky, you usually came out on top.

Stepping out of the quinjet and into the hanger,you hurriedly make your way toward your shared bedroom with Bucky, relishing the thought of a hot shower and a night in his arms.,You missed him terribly while you were away., Things had been strange, distant between you of late,Your sex life had dwindled down to zero. He had refused to talk to you about it, and you were genuinely worried about the state of your relationship with the super soldier. Chalking it up to, too many missions and not enough quality time, you swallow your fears and with renewed vigour, strode through the compound looking for the man you love.

Nearing your bedroom, you can hear soft moans filtering through the door. You stop, listening intently,straining your already taxed senses. “Bucky,” you hear Natasha gasp, and your hand flies to your mouth; eyes wide with shock. As you gently open the door, fighting down the rise of bile in your throat, you can see Bucky moving languidly on top of Natasha, hand wrapped around her throat, her back arching off the bed, as he fucks her in a way he hadn’t with you in a very long time. Red hot flaring anger replaces the horror in your chest.

“Having fun?” you say loud enough for them both to hear. Bucky’s movements stop almost instantly, his head whipping around to stare at you with mouth agape. Natasha pales, lips opening and closing, searching, apparently, for a way to justify betraying her best friend.

“(y/n)” Bucky says as he pulls out, both of them scrambling for clothing. “I can explain,” he starts.

“Oh spare me the ‘I can explain’ bullshit, Barnes!” you spit, eyes blazing red with power. He flinches visibly at the use of his last name. “I do not want to hear your flimsy excuses. Just get your shit out of my room and leave. Both of you. Now!” You turn to leave, desperately needing to get out, get away from him. From her. From this place. From the people you have given up everything for.

“Wait!” Bucky yells as he catches up with you, grabbing you by the arm. He spins you around, and you try yanking your arm away, shoving at his chest to dislodge him. “Listen,” he hisses, grabbing your free wrist with his metal hand, effectively cutting off your assault. “I’m sorry, it just happened,” he states weakly.

“It just happened,” you echo duly. “How did screwing my best friend just happen, James?” Your anger is mounting, overtaking the pain in your chest by miles, but he doesn’t seem to recognise the danger because he forges on.

“She was there when we started drifting apart. She always had a way of pulling me back from the edge. I just… I need her,” he sighs. “Please understand. I love ya, doll, I do, but Natalia…”

You’re dumbstruck. Feelings of worthlessness worm themselves into your mind, testing your already fragile control, and he seems completely oblivious to your internal struggle.

“I think I’m in love with her…But i’m still in love with you too. Please… I just… I made a mistake,” he says, rather uncertainly.

“Then let me make it easy on you, Barnes,” you sneer as you unleash your power, divesting yourself of his hold. “If you ever put your hands on me again, I will kill you,” you state simply as you advance toward him. Held up by your power, Bucky is flailing in mid-air. “If you ever look at me again, I will cut out your eyes and feed them too Natasha,” you say as you slam him against the wall. “If you ever say my name again I will cut out your tongue and leave it for Steve to find,” you forge on as tears spring unbidden to your eyes, trying frantically to regain control of yourself. “I loved you, gave you everything I could, James, and you ripped it all away from me. Everything I held dear with no thought of what it would do to me,” you whisper as you release him, and watch while he falls heavily to the floor. You turn to leave, seeking any reprieve from the hell you seem to have walked into, only to see Natasha standing in the doorway looking pale and strained.

Ignoring her completely, you focus a final time on Barnes and murmur, “Maybe you are the monster you think you are, James.” It’s the last thing you say before you climb onto the elevator, listening as he breaks down on the carpeted floor.

The elevator ride is the longest you had ever endured, and you pray that you can make it to Tony’s lab without turning into a sobbing mess. You are barely keeping tumultuous control of your emotions, fighting your very nature, your very urge to cry, to sob, to scream. But you can’t. Not yet.

When the elevator doors pings open, you step unsteadily out, and make a beeline for the billionaire’s lab. Barely able to pay attention to your surroundings, you ignore the calls of your name from fellow agents, desperate to get to Tony. You need to get out of here, and soon, before you breakdown.

Throwing open the door to Tony’s lab, you call out gently, receiving an affirmative response, followed quickly by the man himself. “What’s up, sugar?” he asks.

“I need a few days,” you reply.

He quirks an eyebrow. “A few days for what?”

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “T, I really can’t explain right now,” you say, heaving in a breath. “I need you to let me do this, please,” you beg, while he eyes you warily.

“What does the tin can have to say? Is he going with you?”

You hiss at him, “No, he will be staying right fucking here, far away from me.” Tony has the good sense not to question you further, agreeing to give you three days off, but only if you check in once a day. You agree without hesitation and finally take your leave of the compound, making your way to the apartment you keep in the city.

Fifteen minutes later, you step into your apartment, stripping off the combat suit you’re still wearing. As you head for the shower, you pay no mind to the framed photos of you and Bucky that seem to shatter as you pass, until you can finally let the hot water cascade over you. Letting the bottled up emotion spill over, you scream desperately at nothing, praying for some sort of reprieve from the pain that’s coursing through you.

How could he? How could he do this to me? Sobs racking your frame, you slide down to the floor, curling yourself into a ball beneath the spray. Why wasn’t i good enough? What’s wrong with me?

Self-hatred prevalent in your mind, you cry for what feels like hours before you finally find the energy to pick yourself up, dry yourself off and climb into bed, hoping that when you wake, this would all just have been a bad dream, and Bucky would still be here with you.  

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anonymous asked:

you are already dating someone else, and during our love potion unit, you get asked to explain what you smell, and of course you’re gonna be smelling things that describe your partner right? uhm, but then why are you explicitly describing me…?

“See ya, love,” Bucky says, giving Dot a peck on the cheek and a pat on the ass.

“Don’t be giving that love potion to another girl,” Dot warns, elbowing Bucky’s side.

Bucky groans with exaggerated pain, like the mild elbow to the side actually hurt him. It didn’t. Steve knows that because he knows that Bucky can withstand a lot of pain.

“Don’t worry about that, sweetheart,” Bucky says with a grin. “You know you’re it for me,” he adds in a smooth voice, putting a hand on her hip.

Steve rolls his eyes from next to them. Bucky’s his best friend, so being the third wheel is better than being left behind; though, sometimes he wonders about that. “We’re gonna be late,” he says, not because he’s that worried about being late, but he really doesn’t want to stand there as the two of them make out. Again.

“Shit,” Bucky says, disengaging from Dot. “Steve’s right, we gotta go,” he says, dropping Dot and grabbing Steve’s arm. “Thanks for letting me know, bud,” Bucky says with this big, lingering smile that makes Steve forget all about how stupid Bucky acts when he’s dating somebody. It’s like he promised back in second year when he started dating Clara — he’ll always be Steve’s friend first.

Steve smiles back. “Happy to,” he says, a and lets Bucky drag him the rest of the way down the dungeon to Potions class.

They’re there just in time, and Professor Slughorn chuckles at the sight of them. “Barnes, my boy! Glad you made it here on time, I wasn’t so sure, you know, when you spend your time between classes with your lady friend.” Bucky shrugs with a smug smile as Professor Slughorn chuckles to himself. “I understand, you see, I was once a young man like yourself, though it seems hard to believe today. Why don’t you take your seat, then? I think you’ll enjoy today’s lesson, and… Oh, Roger, didn’t see you behind Barnes. You can take your seat, too.”

“It’s Rogers,” Bucky corrects, polite but firm, and Steve can’t help but smile at his friend. “Steve Rogers.”

“Yes, well, that’s fine,” Professor Slughorn says. “Let’s get started, shall we?”

“You think he’ll ever learn my name?” Steve asks Bucky as they head to their seats.

“No,” Bucky says, “but you ever considered that may be a good thing? His dinner parties are tedious as hell. You know he sat me by Brock Rumlow last time, of all people? I hate Brock Rumlow, the asshole.”

“I know,” Steve says. “You didn’t shut up about it for about two weeks.”

“It was that bad,” Bucky says, pulling his textbook from his bed.

There’s a lot Steve could be jealous of Bucky about, but Professor Slughorn’s adoration for him isn’t one of them. Slughorn’s kind of a prick, and while Steve would like to be invited to his fancy dinner parties, Bucky will always slip an extra dessert into a napkin to bring back to Gryffindor Tower for Steve. They’ll usually spend the rest of the night huddled in Steve’s bed, gossiping about the people at Slughorn’s party and all the stupid stuff they did during the night.

Honestly, Steve really likes those nights.

“You know what we’re doing today?” Bucky asks, trying to find the page for last night’s homework. Of course, it only takes him a second, because he actually does all of his homework and reading, unlike most everyone in class. Somehow, Bucky is the nerdiest guy he knows, which is unfair given that he’s also the hottest guy he knows, and he somehow manages to make it work.

“Slughorn said it would be a happy surprise last time,” Steve says.

“I’m intrigued,” Bucky says.

“More like aroused,” Steve mutters. Bucky elbows him, and Steve yelps a little. Brock Rumlow glares at them from the other side of the room, and both Steve and Bucky shoot him a big grin, because they’re assholes, then dissolve into giggles.

“Everyone,” Slughorn says at the front of the room. Steve manages to calm himself down, but Bucky keeps giggling like the ass he is. Steve nudges his side, which just makes Bucky giggle more, but since Bucky is the apple of Slughorn’s creepy eye, Slughorn just ignores it. “Today, I’ve got a special surprise for you.” He lifts the lid off of the cauldron at the front of the room with a grin. “Amortentia, the most powerful love potion in the world.”

There’s a chorus of “oohs” from around the world. Brock says, “Jasper, maybe you’ll finally get a date!” loudly. Jasper swears at Brock under his breath.

“Keep calm, everyone,” Professor Slughorn says with a chuckle. “And no one will actually be giving anyone else any of this. It’s powerful stuff — not to be messed with. Now, can anyone tell me the properties of a properly brewed batch of Amortentia?”

They talk for a little while about the potion and how to brew it. Steve zones out a bit because, honestly, he’s not too great at Potions. He’s only here because Bucky asked him to take the class with him once they got their OWL scores and qualified. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be here here.

“That’s right,” Professor Slughorn says. “The potion will smell like whatever it is that attracts a person most. Maybe we should have a demonstration…” He pauses, eyes surveying the room. “Yes, I think Mr. Barnes, one of our resident lovebirds, should be our guinea pig,” he says with a wink.

Someone in the class wolf-whistles. Bucky’s eyes go wide. “I’m alright,” he says.

“Don’t be shy, lad! Come on up and take a whiff.”

“Go on up,” Steve says with a grin. “I always wanted to know what it is that Dot smells like,” he says.

“You suck,” Bucky says as he stands up and heads to the front of the room.

“That’s it,” Professor Slughorn says as Bucky reaches them. “Step forward and take a good long whiff, then tell us what it’s like,” he says.

Bucky nods stiffly, then sticks his head into the pearly fumes of the potion. All at once his posture becomes more  relaxed. “Wow,” he says quietly. “It’s… it’s like the smell of a riverbank, or hot pavement in the summer. It’s black cherry soda and fresh Irish soda bread with raisons. It’s fresh sheets in Gryffindor Tower and…” He trails off, then goes ramrod straight. “That’s it,” he says.

“Very descriptive, Mr. Barnes! And specific. It must be nice to be a young man in love,” he adds, with a chuckle.

“Can I sit?” Bucky asks.

“Of course, my boy!”

Bucky looks up and towards the table, and of course he sees Steve. Steve, who has been staring at Bucky this whole time, practically open-mouthed.

And Bucky runs out of the room.

— —

Because Professor Slughorn is Professor Slughorn, he makes up an excuse for Bucky running out and laughs it off. Brock Rumlow laughs a little less kindly, but Steve barely notices.

All Steve can think of are the smells that Bucky listed:

A riverbank, hot pavement, black cherry soda, Irish soda bread, fresh sheets in Gryffindor Tower.

And Steve thinks of their summers together in Steve’s ma’s apartment, playing on the hot streets and watching the river pass them by before going home to drink black cherry sodas and to eat his ma’s Irish soda bread, an old family recipe. He thinks of all the nights they’ve spent together, sneaking into each other’s beds in Gryffindor Tower and keeping each other awake with comic books or gossip.

Those smells don’t describe Dot at all.

Those smells describe Steve. Those smells describe Steve and Bucky and the life that they’ve lived in each other’s pocket.

— —

Steve finds Bucky after class in his bed in Gryffindor Tower, the curtains drawn. He’s taken off his robes and sits in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, hugging his knees close to his chest. His face is red, and his eyes are bloodshot like he’s been crying.

“I’m sorry,” he says as soon as Steve finds him.

“For what?” Steve asks.

“Making you carry my stuff up here,” Bucky says, surprising Steve.

Steve laughs and dumps Bucky’s bag down on the edge of his bed before climbing in himself. “How’d you know I’d bring it?” Steve asks.

“That’s just who you are,” Bucky says, curling in closer to himself. He’s quiet for a long moment. “I’m sorry,” he says again.

“For what?” Steve asks, quiet.

“You know why,” Bucky says.

“It’s no something to be sorry about,” Steve says.

“I wasn’t sure what to expect when I went up there,” Bucky says. “I thought it’d be generic shit, like the smell of roses or cologne.”

“I thought you did the reading,” Steve says.

Bucky looks up at him and glares. “Professor Slughorn didn’t assign any reading on this potion,” he says, cold.

Steve can’t help but laugh. “Okay, okay!” he says when Bucky keeps glaring at him.

“I’m so embarrassed,” Bucky says.

“It is a kind of shitty way for everyone in class to find out your crush.”

Bucky groans. “Was it so obvious?” he asks.

“That you weren’t talking about Dot, sure, since she’s a Ravenclaw and all.”

“Fuck,” Bucky says. He looks up. “Thanks for being cool about this,” he says, voice cracking. “I just… I didn’t ever expect for you to find out at all, let alone like this.”

Steve shrugs. “It’s fine,” he says. “Can’t say that I expected it, but you’re always surprising me.” Bucky rolls his eyes. “Anyhow, you ran out before I could sniff it. You wanna know what I smelled?” he asks.

“Sure,” Bucky says. “Torture me.”

“Stop being so dramatic. Anyhow, I sniffed it and the only thing I could smell was that terrible body wash your ma sent you the time she went shopping in the Muggle supermarket.”

Bucky looks up. “The Old Spice?” he asks, eyebrows furrowed.

Steve nods. “Yeah, you used the whole bottle even though it was kind of nasty because you didn’t want her to be sad.”

“Yeah,” Bucky says.

“And that’s like… all I smelled for about twelve solid seconds.”

Bucky swallows. “Are you making fun of me?” he asks, practically croaking.

“No,” Steve says. “It was the Old Spice. Once that stench faded, it was some other things: that old jean jacket that you let me wear sometimes, sugar mice, old musty books. Then, it was just you,” he says.

Bucky looks up. “Are you joking?” he asks.

“I’m serious,” Steve says. “I… I never thought you felt the same way. Never. If I did, I would have let you known a lot sooner.”

“I love you,” Bucky says. “I always have.”

Steve grins. “Me too,” he says. “And I have a few ideas on how we can mess up these clean sheets,” he says.

Steve groans. “You’re the worst. Such a nice moment and you ruined it.”

“Don’t worry,” Steve says, “we have a lifetime of moments ahead of us.”

Bucky grins. “Yeah,” he says. “We do.”

And then he leans in and gives Steve the first and best kiss of his life.

Sparks Chapter 1

Originally posted by pxggycxrters

Pairing: Bucky(POV) X Reader(POV) ft. other members of the avengers team.

Word Count: 2.1K

Summary: y/n a member of the Stark scientific research team meets Bucky after waking him up from cryo sleep. She fits him with a new arm and a friendship begins to grow

A/N: This is a story about two people building a great friendship and then slowly falling in love. y/n is a strong, independent, and smart scientist. She meets Bucky when she wakes him up from cryo sleep and they become friends. This is going to have all the angst / best friends falling in love / fluff / drama / & eventual smut ;) that I can possibly fit in it. This fic is going to be looong! So far my document is like 66 pages. So editing is hard If you catch any grammatical or formatting errors let me know.

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Ignoti Nulla Cupido (16/20).

Prompt: Nat came to you in order to keep her and Tony’s promise to keep you safe, but how would they react when they’ll learn about the secret you’ve been keeping since you left Bucky’s side?

Word Count: 859.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Warnings: Nope, I’m giving you a break from the angst.

A/N: Sorry for the delay, but here we go again.

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Originally posted by captaincentenarian

Bucky did not move, not even a blink. His body was immobile, not capable of following his brain instructions as he observed the boy who just spoke to him. Barnes’ eyes were a completely different story, his gaze held so many emotions that it was impossible to signal them but fear and regret were the most prominent ones.

He feared for her, for the child standing in the cell’s threshold that looked at both of them with curiosity. Fear of the unknown, fear of himself not being good enough to pull his family from HYDRA’s claws, fear to say the wrong thing. Regret walked hand by hand with his fear; a regret he has been carrying in his heart since she left.

“Who are you?”

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anonymous asked:

AU where WS Steve is saved by Bucky!Cap

There is a buzz in his mind. A blanket of white noise stretching to every corner of his thoughts. A constant ringing coating every object in his visual field, every word that he hears.

He can’t think.

“Captain, he’s been stabilized.”

He can’t believe—

“Did he speak?”

After all these years, decades

“No, Captain.”

He can’t breathe.

“I want to see him.”

“Of course, Captain.”


His smile is different.

After all the things that Bucky’s learned for the past few days, that’s the thing that makes him cry.


“Your name is Steven Grant Rogers. You were born on July 4, 1918 to Sarah and Joseph Rogers.”

“Nimesi on James Buchanan Barnes. Synnyit 10. maaliskuuta, 1917 George ja Winifred Barnesille. Sinulla oli sisko, Rebecca. Hän kuoli kolme vuotta sitten. Olet kohteeni.” (1)

Is that…

“Aion tappaa sinut. Sinä lipsut. Epäonnistut. Viillän kurkkusi auki. Et ole ensimmäinen kohteeni etkä jää viimeiseksi.” (2)

Finnish.

Bucky almost laughs. Steve’s always been good at picking up languages. Finnish is a little unexpected though.

“We used to be best friends. You are my friend. I’m not gonna hurt you, but I’m not gonna let you hurt anyone else either.”

“On aika hellyyttävää, että luulet voivasi pysäyttää minut.” (3)


(1) Your name is James Buchanan Barnes. You were born March 10, 1917 to George and Winifred Barnes. You had a sister, Rebecca. She died three years ago. You are my mission.

(2) I’m going to kill you. You will slip. You will fail. I will slit your throat open. You are not my first mission and you will not be the last.

(3) It’s cute that you think you can stop me.


“I’m not going to tell you what you already know, James.”

“Good. Don’t.”

Natasha moves to face him. The last time she looked straight at him, she told him Peggy Carter has died. “I don’t know how much longer I can stall Fury. He’s a little less hopeful of hostile threats since Loki.”

Bucky takes a moment to let that settle in, a moment to swallow his anger. “Steve isn’t Loki, Natasha. Steve isn’t some psychopathic alien. He’s Captain America. He’s the reason we’re not all dead already.”

You’re Captain America, James. The man in there, he’s the Winter Soldier. Do us all a favor and get that in your head before you end up dead.”

“He won’t kill me.”


“Dreiundsiebzig Tage, Kommandant. Es war einsam hier.” (4) Steve tilts his head with a smile. Steve’s smile. It makes his entire face soften. “Ich hab dich vermisst, Bucky.” (5)

“Du kannst wohl kaum mir die Schuld dafür geben. Als ich das letzte Mal hier war, hast du versucht, mir mit einem Stift in die Halsschlagader zu stechen.” (6)

Steve shrugs, his pretenses falling off like clothes after a rough day. “Ich habe dich gewarnt.” (7)

Bucky smiles. “Ich weiß.” (8)  

“Und trotzdem bist du hier…” (9)

“Was soll ich sagen? Ich habe dich vermisst, Steve.” (10)


(4) Seventy-three days, Captain. It’s been lonely.

(5) I’ve missed you, Bucky. 

(6) You can hardly blame me for it. When I was here the last time, you tried to stab me with a pen in the carotid artery.

(7) I warned you.

(8) I know.

(9) And yet, you are here…

(10) What can I say? I missed you, Steve


“Dr. Cho said you requested me here.” Bucky slides his hands into his pockets and waits. He’s waited for almost century. He can wait for a few minutes, years.

“I…” Steve swallows. “I’m positive that Dr. Helen Cho has alerted you of my…nightmares.”

“Yes. She told me when they started.”

“I know they wiped my memories. I kn—I’ve always known. It’s never…interfered in a mission. Before. I—I. It never bothered me. I never wished to know my past. I never—” Steve shoots his feet and paces in his cell. He stops in front of Bucky and walks towards him. The barrier stretches around him, crackling with electricity. “My dreams. They’re all of you,” he whispers. “Of…us.


“He misses you.”

“He?”

Your Steve.”

“You are my Steve.”

“I’m not.”


“I wish was.”

Library Love - 1

Bucky x Reader :)

“Y/N ! Come on !”, my bestfriend Natasha whined, as I walked in between the huge bookshelves.

“Nat, you knew it would take time !” I hissed, giving her a glare.

Nat rolled her eyes at me, and pretended to browse through some book.

“So boring ! Can’t you just use the internet for your research ? This place is killing me !” Nat said, yawning.

“Natasha ! Im here to study !” I said, trying my best not to raise my voice.
“Why did you come in the first place?”

“I had nothing better to do!” Nat said, shrugging.

“Hm. You can go if you want, Nat” I said, pulling out the book I was looking for from the shelf. “I’ll be fine”

“Of course you will be” Nat said. “But Im not leaving without you”

“Alright ! Be quiet then” I said, walking towards one of the big benches in the middle of the room, my eyes fixed on the book.

“Y/N, watch out !”

Well, Nat was too late to inform me - I walked straight into something hard and fell back. I screwed my eyes shut at the impact, and felt a pair or arms around me, blocking my fall.

I opened my eyes and gasped.

“Oh God” Nat’s voice had a touch of relief in it.

“Are you alright ?”

That was a new voice. I looked at the man in front of me, who was holding me, a look of concern on his handsome face.

“I-” I stared at him.

Those blue eyes.

“Y/N” Nat’s voice brought me back to reality again.

Thats when I noticed that I held my book tightly against my chest with one hand, and my other hand was on his shoulder. The fabric of his shirt crumbled under my tight grip.

I quickly let go, blushing.

“Are you alright, Y/N ? ” He asked again. Thanks to Nat, he knew my name !

“Yes, Im fine. Thanks for, um, -” I said, feeling the heat rise to my face.

He smiled, and said, “You’re welcome”

I smiled back, almost fully smitten by his good looks.

Nat was on my side by now, her hand squeezing mine tightly.

“See you around then” I managed to say, wanting to escape from this situation.

“See you” He said, and with a nod to Nat, he walked off.

Just as he was out of our sight, Nat burst.

“What the HELL was that ?!” she said, eyes wide.

“What ?” I asked, sitting down on the bench.

“See you around ?” Nat asked.

“Its not like I will be seeing him or anything” I said, feeling a bit of regret in that.

“Exactly !” Nat said. “Did you see him?!”

I raised my eyebrows at her.

“You already have a boyfriend ! You shouldnt check out other guys ” I said, with a grin.

“I checked him out for you, moron!” Nat said, shaking her head. “I cant believe you let him leave like that !”

“What are you trying to say?” I asked, closing my book, and looking at her.

“You should have talked !” Nat said. “Asked for his number or something!”

“Sorry, no” I said, “I dont do that”

“Hence your single situation!” Nat scoffed.

“Hey, Im totally fine with being single!” I argued.

“No you’re not !” Nat shot back. “That guy was perfect ! Did you hear the way he said your name ?”

“Yes” Was all I could say. My name never actually felt that good. Hm.

“Well, good thing you have me as your bestfriend !” Nat announced, with a grin.

“No, I dont like the sound of that” I said, shaking my head. “ Nat, whatever you’re thinking - DON’T”

“Oh please” Nat said, giving me a bored look. “I wonder if hes gone… Just wait here!”

Nat was too quick for me. She sprinted across the room in split second, and I sat staring at the direction she ran.
And a certain dread came over me.

                                  * * *

“Nat please tell me you didnt do anything stupid” I said, sitting on my bed, feeling totally burdened.

“Y/N, for the hundredth time ! He wasnt there ! I didn’t meet him !” Nat said. “I swear !”

I nodded.

“I wish he told me his name” I wondered out loud.

“DON’T YOU DARE !”

Nat had a wild look on her as she said that.

                                * * *

I was at the library in my usual time, and I walked towards the librarian to return a book.

I almost lost my breath, seeing HIM standing there.

“Hey!” He said with a smile. “Y/N?”

“H-hi” I said, feeling a lump forming in my throat. “You work here ?”

“Only helping out Mrs.Christie” He said, with a smile.

“Oh, thats nice” I said. “How long have you been doing this ?”

“Well, I started last week” He said. “That same day”

“Oh…” I was so afraid if Nat had done something that I skipped coming to the library a whole week.

“Bucky” He said, taking the book from me.

“Hm ?”

“Bucky Barnes. My name” He said, his smile widening.

“Well, you know mine right ?
Y/N  Y/L/ N” I said, smiling back at him.

He laughed.

“Thanks to your friend” he said.

“Yep, thanks to her”

We met almost regularly after that. He was a very fun person to be with, and he was slowly creeping into my heart too. I was not ready to admit it to myself, even. Thats when Nat found out.

“I cant believe how primitive you two are !” She sighed. “You dont even have his number !”

“Stop it, Nat” I whined, trying to wrestle her out of my bed.

“Seriously, Y/N” She said. “You gotta woman up, and make a move ”

“Not happening” I said, shaking my head stubbornly.

Nat exhaled loudly, giving me a dirty look.

                              * * *
Over the next couple of days, I didnt have much time to talk to Bucky. As disappointing as it was, I had an assignment due that very Friday, and there was no way I could fall behind in it.

After a long day of reading and typing, I was finally ready to leave. I felt a sudden shiver, when I saw that library was almost completely empty - was everyone gone ?

I raced to the desk where Bucky usually worked, and let out a sigh of relief to see him sitting there.

Bucky looked up, and smiled.

“I thought I got locked in” I said, leaning against a bookshelf.

“Wont do that to you, now would I?” Bucky asked, with a grin. “Pretty busy these days, I see”

“College work” I said with a shrug. “Just too many assignments”

Bucky nodded understandingly.

“Y/N?”

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Alone - Part 6

Warnings; fluff, angst, swearing

Words: 1,849

A/N; Late update but I’m really hoping it’s worth it! This chapter isn’t so much ‘action’ but it’s sooo important! The picture is what I’m imagining the cabin to look like from the back! (you’ll understand) thank you everyone for reading 💕



You weren’t sure how many hours had passed when you woke up. You sat up in the backseat watching trees pass by, Bucky and Steve noticed you were up but everyone stayed silent. Not too long after the car pulled down a long lane-way covered by trees, it looked like you were in the middle of a forest. You parked in a small clearing where a large cabin stood.


“Safe house?” You asked looking up at the beautiful cabin.

“Your house.” Bucky said quietly.

You were confused, and pretty positive you had never bought a house in the middle of no where, where even were you?

“Definitely not mine, where are we?” You inquired.

“We’re in Romania, it is yours. I bought it about a year ago, it’s in your name.” He looked up at the cabin longingly.

You stepped out of the car and slowly walked up to the steps. Car doors shut behind you and you turned facing Bucky. “Why?” You whispered.

He looked down at you and back up at the cabin. “In case things ever got to be too much and you wanted to get away. This isn’t how I wanted to surprise you but we didn’t have many options.” He walked up to the door and retrieved a key from under the front mat and held open the door for you to enter. “Welcome home doll.”

You walked past him into a large open concept wooden interior. There were comfy couches and fluffy pillows, wooden beams above you and a large kitchen through an archway to the side. There were wooden stairs on either side that probably lead to bedrooms. You walked through to the back where there was a large living room with cathedral ceilings and a bridge going across above you connecting the upper floor. The entire back wall was all glass and looked out into the large yard surrounded by thick forest and foliage.

A quiet voice spoke from beside you. “It’s bullet proof and bomb proof, everything in here is. I wanted you to be safe. We’re also hours away from any civilization.” You looked at Bucky to see a warm smile covering his face as he looked out the window.  

Your heart couldn’t help warming as you looked around you, who buys someone a house? “Wait what about food?” Just as you asked your stomach growled in response.

There was a rustling behind you as Steve walked through the front door with at least twenty grocery bags. “You were out for a long time doll, we drove almost twenty hours and even stopped and got groceries.” He smirked at you.

You followed Steve into the large kitchen where he had started to put the groceries away, you started rummaging through the bags until you found something to snack on. Bucky walked in behind you. “The pantry is also stocked full, we wouldn’t need to get groceries for months if we had to.”

Months?” You blanched. “Buck, what is so bad that we need to go into hiding for months?”

He walked out of the room leaving you alone with Steve. You turned to look at him and he was already gazing lovingly at you. He walked over and wrapped his arms around you as you nuzzled into his chest. “You know what I said in the car was true.” He spoke into your hair, you looked up at him staring into his eyes. He spoke those three words again, “I love you.”

You reached your hand up and rested it on his cheek. “I know.” He smiled and you leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “Now let’s go find out why they’re looking for me.”

You walked into the living room and sat on the couch next to Bucky, Steve sat in an armchair beside you.

“I promise you I never wanted to hurt you (Y/n).” Bucky turned towards you and grabbed your hands in his. “You are my best friend and I never wanted to put you in danger.”

Best friend. Your heart clenched.

You were getting frustrated. Beyond frustrated.

“GET ON WITH IT BARNES!” You yelled a little too loudly. He flinched at the use of his last name.

He dropped your hands and looked out the window. “They aren’t even really after you, they really want me. But I won’t go back and they know how… important… you are to me. They know that if they got you, I’d give myself up. So now their objective is you.”

Steve lowly growled beside you. “If you were anyone else I’d turn you over right now.” He rubbed his hands through his hair.

“I should be turning myself in anyways.” Bucky whispered.

“No!” You stood up. Both of their eyes were on you. “We will figure this out. Should we be telling everyone else? Getting a team together and going after them?”

“I don’t want anyone else in danger because of me.” Bucky looked down at his feet.

“Okay so we give it a few days? Maybe a week. Should we at least contact Nat and let her know where we are?” You asked trying to think of a plan. You walked over to the window to look out into the forest. It was dusk now and the sun was setting behind the trees. You turned back to face the guys.

“What if they’re tapping their phones? How else would they have found us? The only people who knew were the team.” Steve wondered aloud.

It made sense. Too much sense. “So we don’t contact anyone.” You concluded. They both nodded in unison.

Steve sighed. “Well I’m going to sleep before I pass out. Bedrooms upstairs?” He asked, Bucky nodded. Steve walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently before heading up the stairs.

Good, progress. You thought.

“Do you want me to show you to your room?” Bucky asked quietly.

You nodded and he stood up walking to the stairs, you followed him. He led you down a hallway until you reached the last door on the left. He opened it to reveal a huge stunning bedroom with floor to ceiling windows looking out to the backyard and a crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling. There was a giant king size wooden canopy bed facing the window and a chair that could fit five people on the far side of the room. There was a door on your left that led into a large en-suite, you were floored. How had he done this for you? Why had he done this for you?

“This is your room.” He smiled at you, clearly proud of himself.

You just stood there with your mouth slightly agape. You walked through the room to the door on the other side, you pushed it open to reveal a walk in closet, there were clothes already in it. “Are, are those…” You trailed off. Bucky had followed you and his cheeks went red.

“They’re for you, I just figured you’d need clothes if you ever came here.”

You walked out of the closet and sat on the bed, you grabbed a pillow from behind you hugging it tightly to your chest and looking out the window. Bucky sat in your line of vision, he reached out to brush your hair out of your face but you pulled back before he made contact.

He dropped his hand into his lap. “I didn’t want to hurt you…”

“You left me to die, twice!” You cried out. “How could you do that, how could the same person that did this-” You motioned around the room. “-leave me to die?”

“I didn’t want to, when we were in that compound and you were downloading the information, remember how someone was in the hall?” You nodded. “Well he told me that Hydra was after you because they knew it would hurt me, I was so distracted thinking about how to keep you safe that I didn’t block the gun in time. Then you were shot and I was so sick to my stomach knowing that I was the reason you were laying there bleeding. When your eyes closed Steve was right there seconds later. I’ve never felt so guilty in my life,  watching you dying in the quinjet.” He took a deep shaky breath. “I couldn’t be the reason you died (Y/n), I didn’t want to put you in danger again, so I left. To keep you safe. Then you came and found me and all I wanted was to be near you because I missed you so fucking much it killed me, then Hydra started following me and now you’re in just as much danger as before and it’s all my fault. I can’t keep you safe (Y/n), you’re not safe with me.” Tears rolled down his face and you swore you’d never seen such a haunting, broken look in his eyes.

You moved closer to him and grabbed his face in yours. “You don’t need to keep me safe Buck, I can take care of myself.” He looked down at your stomach and back into your eyes with an eyebrow raised. “Okay except when people unexpectedly shoot me.” He smirked.

“You’re my best friend and I will do anything you need to get these asshole to leave you alone.” You said with certainty.

Best friend.” He repeated back to you still staring into your eyes.

You dropped your hands from his face and nodded. You wanted more, but like you had always said. Something is always better than nothing. "Of course, I know why you did what you did and I’m not going to hold it against you.“

He laid his hand on your cheek. "I’m never going to let them hurt you again.” He promised.

You put your hand on his. “And I’m never going to let them hurt you again.” You smiled at him.

He smiled at you and leaned in kissing the top of your head, he laid down across the end of your bed and yawned. “Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?”

You pulled back the blankets and tapped the spot beside you and he got under the blankets. You got up and walked into the closet choosing a silky nightgown that Bucky had clearly picked out. You walked back into the bedroom and Bucky’s eyes widened as he scanned your body thoroughly. You blushed lightly and sat back onto the bed beside him, he pointed behind you at the bedside table. “That’s for you, there’s more in the room down the hallway.”

You turned to look at what he was pointing at, a book. Your favourite book. You picked it up and sat back against your pillows beside Bucky, he knew you so well. When you were comfy he moved closer to you and wrapped his metal arm around your waist and nuzzled his head into your side. Within seconds he was snoring quietly and you smiled to yourself. Maybe complete isolation from the world wouldn’t be so bad.


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Times Have Changed - Pietro Maximoff x (f)Reader

Words: 2909
Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x (platonic)(f)Reader
Featuring: Skinny Steve, Bucky Barnes,  Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Wanda Maximoff, Supersoldier Steve Rogers, Tony Stark
Warnings: talk of death, time travelling, swearing
Requested by anon
Idk if you’d do a time travel au, but maybe one where Piet and y/n end up in the 40s and meet Bucky and skinny!Steve but they have to be careful not to change the future.
Summary: Instead of Pietro dying in the Battle of Sokovia, Wanda did. Pietro was lost and unsure of anything without her. Determined to get her back by time travel, he overshot the time a bit and ended up many, many years off. The objective: Get back to 2017 without changing anything.
Authors Note: so i fucking love this au. i actually have plans to do more with time travelling (probably unrelated to this), so yeah! If you’d be interested in that I’d love to know :) This was so fun to write; how the fuck did i manage 2.9k words?

Pietro Masterlist. Masterlist.

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After Wanda died, Pietro had been a mess.

Pietro saved Clint and a little boy, but it was close. And even though the Maximoff boy was new and on the other side for most of the battle, no one wanted him dead. He was an important addition to the team, as speed could be very valuable. It was very lucky when it was found out he was only shot in the leg and arm, nothing that couldn’t be fixed with Dr. Cho’s help.

Everyone besides the flying heroes was on the Helicarrier and away from the danger. All except Wanda Maximoff, she was guarding in the church. And once Sokovia started to fall, she went to go see Ultron. She wanted to get revenge and see him die. He hurt her and Pietro, and she would not allow him to get away with it.

“Wanda, if you stay here, you’ll die,” Ultron warned her.

“Do you know how it will feel?” Wanda asked Ultron and before he could respond, her hand jolted forward and pulled his heart out. “Like that.”

Ultron groaned, and laughed. “You missed,” He told her, and she looked down. She didn’t grab his heart, she grabbed a bomb that was inside of him; it activated once it was outside of his body.

You would never forget Pietro’s scream when he saw an explosion and Vision flying out with Wanda in his arms.

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Sleep Talker - Bucky x Reader

Plot: Reader (Y/N) falls asleep during a movie and wakes up to find that she has talked in her sleep, revealing her feelings for Bucky.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,963

Warnings: Some language, indications of smut, [slight] spoiler for Finding Nemo if you haven’t seen it in the last 12 years??

Originally posted by buckynsebimagines

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After nearly thirty minutes, Tony finally picked out the movie he wanted to watch for his mandatory weekly ‘Avengers bonding session’, as he called them. 

“This is the one, my friends, Finding Nemo.” Tony held up the movie as he walked over to the TV to insert it into the DVD player. You rolled your eyes, but made your way over to the couch and sat down on the edge to lean your head against the armrest.

Nat and Clint snuggled up in the chair to the left of the couch. Steve, Sam, and Bruce all found spots on the floor. Thor was still in the kitchen eating pop-tarts. Wanda and Pietro sat in beanbag chairs to your right. Tony sat on the other end of the couch and Bucky made his way into the middle, right next to you. On the outside, you managed to stay calm and collected, but on the inside your stomach was doing backflips.

You had been apart of the Avengers for nearly a year. Ever since then, Bucky has not only been a mentor to you, but also one of your best friends, and the person you have secretly been in love with since you were recruited to the team. And no matter how hard you tried to fight off the feelings you have for Bucky, it always seemed to make things worse.

There were many times that you two sat next to each other during movie or game nights, but for the last few weeks, you’ve found it extremely difficult to focus on anything but Bucky. When they were focused on you, his gray eyes would sparkle, especially as he would smile. You loved his eyes, and they were your favorite things about him, though you really couldn’t find anything you disliked.

Once the movie started, you realized how exhausted you were from the mission earlier that day. Your eyelids became heavy as you tried your hardest to keep them open to watch, but as the diver was scooping the little clown fish into a fish net, you found yourself dozing off.

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Facts about me

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name: Elle

nickname(s): Luke AtMyAss (inside joke lmao)

gender: female

relationship status: single

zodiac sign: Cancer

hogwarts house: Guess😂🐍

favorite color(s): Black, green, baby pink

favorite time: 2 A.m.

lipstick or chapstick: both 😂

last thing I googled: Spider-Man showtimes

blankets I sleep with: Depends on the temp in my house

favorite bands: The Rolling Stones, The 1975, Little Mix

favorite solo artist: Shawn Mendes, Ed Sheeran, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, Prince

last song(s) I listened to: Closer by The Chainsmokers feat: Halsey

top 3 shows: Bachelor(ette), The Office, Friends

top 3 characters: Bucky Barnes (The a Winter Soldier), Star-Lord (GOTG), Draco Malfoy (You’re disowned if you don’t know draco lmao)

top 3 ships: Larry Stylinson, LadyChat (Adrienette etc etc), Andy & April from P&R

currently wearing: White tshirt & black leggings Bc basic

things i post: Shit Slytherins Say (l o l) & apparently now Aesthetics 😅😂

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The Player

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Summary: After many night of being woken up by your neighbor’s poor music skills, you finally decide to take matters into your own hands and teach the man how to play the piano.

Warnings: You should know by now, I swear like a sailor

Word count: 1656

A/N: This is one-shot is a birthday gift for my dear friend @the-silver-iris who is a great writer and an amazing human being. I LOVE YOU IRIS! I hope you had an amazing day today (and many more to come), and I’m lucky to have met someone as special and beautiful as you are. I hope you like this <3

Technically, it’s still the 8th (and, yes I made sure I had your time zone right so you would get this on your actual birthday). So enjoy!


Originally posted by pastel-rainclouds

You don’t know what time it is when you hear yet another thing slam against the walls of the apartment next door.

For over two weeks now, you’ve been living in your new apartment just outside of Brooklyn, and in that short period of time, you’ve had to deal with your annoying, loud neighbor. You’ve seen the guy only one time, as you were moving all your stuff into your apartment, but aside from the permanent scowl on his face, you haven’t seen much of him.

Hearing, however, is another thing. Almost every single day, without fail, there’s the sound of horrible piano music, followed by an eventual thud against the wall. This is something you probably wouldn’t have a problem with, if the guy were doing it at a decent hour, except that is still dark, and you’ve probably had only a couple of hours of sleep, but your nightstand clock shows that it’s barely one in the morning.

Pulling your very tired self from your bed and putting on a pair of slippers, you drag yourself through your apartment and to your neighbor’s front door, where the faint sound of a piano can be heard.

Knock! Knock!

Your hand bangs loudly against the wooden surface, effectively interrupting whoever is playing the piano. Patiently, you wait for the door to be opened, mentally going over your angry rant, but all coherent thoughts flee from your mind the second your neighbor opens his apartment door, the lights from inside his living room spilling out into the hall.

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hwphantom24601 submitted:

These amazing OC’s belong to the absolutely incredible @jam-rebagels, and I hope my contribution does her characters justice. To @jam-rebagels, your art is incredible and you inspire me to draw. Keep up the great work, 😃😄😊.

Last picture, (character’s names in order from left to right):

Cassie Lang
Nebby (Nebula) Cynara
Abraham Barnes-Rogers
Sarah Barnes-Rogers
Erik Foster
Lucian Owens
Hugo Stark
Yinsen Stark
Pietro Maximoff

Dude!!! I love these so much!!!!!! AAAAaaAhh!! Thank you!!

Not A Date (1/?)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: College AU, Swearing, Mentions of Alcohol, Mentions of Sex

Words: 908

A/N: So I was thinking about making a College AU series. Depending on how this does, I may or may not continue this. Let me know what you guys think here.

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Look into my eyes 3 / 4

Bucky X Reader Soulmates AU

Other Parts: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 4

Setting: You recognize your Soulmate by looking in his/her eyes. Jobs that contain lots of contact with many people are the most desired because of the high chance to meet your Soulmate. Plays somewhere after Civil War but the Avengers are united again and Bucky is part of them.

Summary: You work as cashier in a supermarket near Avengers Tower. What happens, when a certain soldier comes along?

Warnings: angst, mention of Reader having been hurt/tortured, heartache, mention of killing/fighting/violence, swearing

A/N: Since I’m not native English speaker I might mess up words or expressions. Please feel free to contact me how to improve also for future Fanfictions.

Your Point of View:

The first thing you noticed was an evenly, high-pitched beeping. It took you a few seconds to recognize it as the sound of a heart monitor. Which was strange since in your last memory, you had been tied to a chair and a man with heavy Russian accent had bashed you. You didn’t give him credit to take you to a hospital. The man had interrogated you, but your mind was too foggy to give you the reason.

“Hey Doll.”, said a deep voice gently. Your mind needed a few moments to remember whom it belonged. Your Soulmate. His hand touched yours gently. The already familiar warmth educed a smile from you. For a few seconds you simply wanted to bury yourself in his warmness. “How are you, doll?”, your Soulmate asked. He still had not told you his name.

“Tired and sore.”, you answered and heard yourself, how groggy your voice sounded. Whatever had happened, it had been bad. Really bad. But still, your mind refused to give you any further information. it felt as if someone had stuffed a cloud into your head. “What happened? I remember almost anything.”, you added.

Your Soulmate bit down into his bottom lip and avoided your gaze. When he lifted his head, you could see sadness and guilt in his blue orbs. “HYDRA kidnapped you. They wanted to set up a trap to get me back.”, the brunette said. His whole body was tense. “Why would they want to have you back? Who are you?”, you asked confused.

“According to HYDRA…I am the Winter Soldier.”, he said bluntly. It gave you a start. During the last two years you had lost your interest in the news. There were way too many happy couples for your liking. You had heard about HYDRA and the famous Winter Soldier but you had never seen a picture of him. The few things you knew about the Winter Soldier were hideous. A cold blooded, cruel, merciless assassin. A monster that had killed dozens of innocent people.

Your gaze roamed towards his left arm. The distinctive feature of the Winter Soldier was his metal arm. Your counterpart raised his arm. It was out of shimmering silver metal. You gulped. Until now you had refused to believe that of all people your Soulmate could be…that. He had been so gentle and friendly when you had met. Not even once did you think that he could be anything the costumers and your colleagues made him out to be.

You backed away from him. Terrified that he might hurt or even kill you. A part of you still refused to believe this. “You…you can’t…you can’t be an assassin.”, you stuttered. “Yes I am. I killed all the people inside that facility who got in my way. And I don’t regret any of it.”, the Soldier told you the brutal truth.

Within a few seconds you were on your feet and run. Out of the room. Away from this man who had killed without remorse. Your heartbeat was the only thing you could hear. Did he follow you? With the intent to kill you? Not really paying attention where you were running, you bumped into someone. It sent you falling on your butt. The person you had bumped into managed to stay on her feet.

Looking up at the person, you recognized the famous Pepper Pots. You stared at her slack-jawed. The woman in front of you was the CEO of Stark Industries. “Y/N, right? Why aren’t you in your sickroom?”, she asked slightly worried. “I…i couldn’t stay there.”, you answered and glanced back where you came from. At least it seemed as if nobody was following you. Miss Potts nodded thoughtful when she observed you.

“You found out about James’ past, didn’t you?”, she asked softly. “Who?”, you answered confused. The redhead sighed. “Your Soulmate. His real name is James Barnes.” You felt your face fall. You knew the name James Barnes as well. The best friend of America’s national hero Captain America. “I…I can’t be the Soulmate of an assassin. How is this supposed to work?”, you asked crestfallen. “Oh my…”, Miss Potts muttered. “May I explain you a few things?”, she asked gently.

Buckys Point of View:

Bucky had refused to let her leave his arms while they returned to the Tower. This was possibly his last chance to have his Soulmate this close. She would blame him for everything that had happened to her. The brunette was not in the mood for talking and the others respected it. His mind was still a wild mix of the most recent events.

How they had entered the base she was held captive.

His rage towards the HYDRA soldiers that tried to stop them.

Himself who killed each and every one of them without effort and mercy.

The moment he entered the room where his Soulmate was tied to the chair.

Her completely beaten up body that seemed so small.

The way he killed her last kidnapper – strangling him slowly with his metal arm.

Bucky sighed. The soldier had lost every bit of self-control the moment he had set a foot into that damned facility. He could remember everything, but it had been as if he was remote-controlled. As if the Winter Soldier had taken over the control. Bucky  had kind of come back to his right senses when his Soulmate had passed out. Worry and guilt had washed over him.

Back at the Tower Bucky had allowed Dr. Cho and Bruce reluctantly to take his Soulmate away from him to take care of her wounds. She had not woken up despite their return had taken almost a full hour. When Banner approached the soldier, he was immediately on his feet. “She has only minor injuries. Bruises and some cuts that needed a few stitches. No fractures. She’s asleep right now but you can see her.”, the doctor told him without questions.

Bucky silently thanked whoever had protected his Soulmate from worse. “Her name is Y/N, by the way. Tony ordered F.R.I.D.A.Y.  to run a background check on her but nobody mentioned it yet.” The soldier nodded to the doctor grateful. He had not thought about it either. “It might not matter after this…she saw my worse side. I wouldn’t be surprised if she refuses me.”, Bucky said gloomy and left his counterpart without giving him the chance to answer.

The soldier waited a whole night for his Soulmate to wake up. When she had started moving he had been filled with both joy and fear. The joy to finally get her back. His terrible fear to lose her because she deemed him a monster. It had taken less than a quarter of an hour to make his nightmare come true. His Soulmate was utterly terrified of him. She had even run away. Bucky had not had the heart to follow her. Instead, he had gone to the common area where Stark kept his booze. Of cause nothing but the expensive stuff with high % of alcohol by volume. He just wanted to drink away his sorrow.

About an hour had passed since that. Bucky had drunk off two and a half bottles of the strongest vodka he had found. Suddenly, Stark entered the room – energetic as always. “Get lost.”, the soldier said with a snarl. The billionaire ignored him and went straight behind the bar. “I have to admit I’m impressed. Drinking that by myself I would already be unable to walk. And you are drinking it like water.”

“I’d love to swap.”, Bucky answered crestfallen. Stark eyed him suspiciously. Without saying a word he turned around and opened a part of the wall of cupboard. When the genius turned towards Bucky again, he held a strange bottle in his hand. It had no label and contained an amber liquid. Stark poured the soldier some of it.

“What’s that?”, the former assassin asked wary. “Some asgardien alcohol Thor had left. I kept it for…let’s call it desperate situations. And if you really try to get drunk you are really desperate. I just can’t tell you how it will take hold. Giving this to normal humans I deemed everything but prudent.”, Tony answered casually. For about fifteen seconds Bucky was unable to say a word.

“I thought you still hate me.”, he said bewildered. The black-haired simply shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe I’m doing this simply to know how this stuff takes hold on somebody. Or I hope for alcohol poisoning so you die either of that or to get a chance to kill you myself.”, he answered still completely casual. The soldier was not sure if he meant it serious or if this was some kind of joke. The billionaire sighed. “Maybe this is just one of the very rare occasions I don’t act like an ignorant idiot and simply try to help.”, he added.

Bucky was even more surprised now. Obviously he had misjudged this man completely. “I know what it is like to lose your Soulmate…well, kind of. It was my own fault, I was an idiot and she wanted to have a break. Make me prioritise. The first few days I burrowed myself in work and drowned in alc. It didn’t help but I needed it back then.”, Stark admitted with a sigh. “Y/N is terrified of me. She run away.”, Bucky answered when he grabbed the glass. “Oh.”


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AN: Well…I originally planned to make this a 3 part story but while writing what should be the last part of it I realized it would have round about the doubble length of this one…

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My Neighbor is Haunted - PurrtlePuff - Youtuber RPF [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Youtuber RPF
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Characters: Sean McLoughlin, Mark Fischbach, Wade Barnes, Molly, (what even is molly’s last name), Felix Kjellberg, Ken Morrison, Suzy Berhow, JP Woodward
Series: Part 6 of The Supernatural Adventures of Jacksepticeye
Summary:

Jack finds out the previous owner of his house, Wade, is looking to settle down. Good thing his neighbors just moved out!

Well, it was, until Mark finds out his best friend is in the house. Things start getting nuts from there. Jack is determined to help Mark move past this, but he might need to find out how Mark died to figure it out. Sometimes it’s better not knowing the answers.

I think I just broke a record for how many words I stick into one chapter, but since some of you have been waiting a year to know the juicy details, it’s justified :D

For those who haven’t read previous parts, Mark is a ghost and lives in Jack, Felix, and Ken’s house. So you’re going to need to know that to enjoy any of this. Everything else can be filled in by reading titles of previous parts (like no joke haha)

Anyway, grab your tissues now, because you’re going to need them :D

Don’t mind my name (Bucky x Reader)

Suprise! That’s right! It’s a Bucky Soulmate AU! I hope you all enjoy! Feedback is very appreciated!

(H/c) - Hair Color

(E/C) - Eye Color

(Y/M/I) - Your Middle Initial

(Y/L/I) - Your Last initial

James Buchanan Barnes had never been so on edge in his new life. Granted, he had every right to be. Last year he couldn’t remember his own name- either of them. Bucky Barnes. James Buchanan Barnes. The Winter Soldier. The Asset. Needless to say, it was hard. He was living in the 21st century with his best friend, who happened to also be living in a tower full of the world’s mightiest heros. Who happened to be showing him around said tower, to get him to move into the same tower.

The way Steve talked about the other Avengers, they might as well be the new 107th, which is an odd thought, because Bucky can’t remember most of them. A few faces plague his dreams. Sometimes, when Steve gets him to calm down, and properly wake up, he’ll describe them, and Steve will put names to the faces for him. Other times he’ll sit in the darkness with Steve, not saying anything. He pushes the thought aside as Steve opens a door as he continues to talk about… something.

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Unwanted (final part)

Summary: The reader is kidnapped by Hydra and finds out that she is Tony Stark’s daughter. She is taken under the wing of the Avengers with Bucky and Steve acting as her protectors. The reader discovers the truth about her family while trying to grieve over the death of her mother, who died during the events in Sokovia. Will she be able to forgive the people responsible for her mother’s death? Will she survive the danger that has fallowed her all her life?

Bucky X Reader X Steve

Words: 1570

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

 part 6

This is the last part because I wasn’t feeling the story anymore. I know that ending is kind of bland but I just wanted to tie off the story. I hope you like it.

Originally posted by skylerlockerbie

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Thrill Me Part (5/?)

Title: Thrill Me (5/?) [The series]

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Slight Sexual Content, this series is rated NSFW, gore and blood involved, [This chapter has slight angst and humor] 


This is a vampire AU, I’m going to write for Halloween🎃||A few terms you have to know, or you might get confused in this series.

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 6


The Apatite Rings: {It’s a vampire’s protection from sunlight, one thing you need to know, in this series, the vampire’s won’t sparkle under the sun, they burn}

Blood Rampage: {This happens every half a century{50 years} to vampires or so, they won’t be able to control themselves with human blood💋, they need to find a human whose bloodline involved the supernatural species, mate with them, bite/mark them, and finally turn them}

Summary: When the coven goes through what they call a blood rampage where all they can do is feed and mark their mate whom they have chosen. And it’s a must, that a vampire must turn their mate into one of them by the first twenty-four hours, else the mate will die. Who will Bucky choose? And how does Steve fit into all of this?

Originally posted by wackiiijackie

Your name: submit What is this?

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Pick a Name

Warning(s): Some swearing, pregnancy(?)

Author’s Note: I am so sorry for the long absence. I’ve had no motivation to write. I’m going to do my best to get back in my groove and get some stories up for ya.

Anyway, as a peace offering for my absence, have some fluff and smiles.

Originally posted by mystrana

Seven months ago, you and your at-the-time-boyfriend broke up. Seven months ago you found out you were pregnant. Last month you found out you were having a boy. Last month Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, your best friends, began their dispute on what you should name your son.

“I’m just saying, Y/N should name the kid ‘James’. I mean, come on, ‘James’ is great.” Bucky says, gesturing with his hands as he speaks, as he walks into the living room.

“‘James’ has nothing on ‘Steven’. ‘Steven’ can be shortened down to ‘Steve’ if the kid wants, and if the kid ends up being a doctor, or something just as prestigious, ‘Steven’ is good for that, too.”

You turn around in your seat on the couch where you were watching T.V. You notice as Bucky rolls his eyes, but as soon as he notices you’re in the room, he smiles widely and makes his way over to you.

“So what do you think, Y/N? ‘James’,” Bucky asks, throwing you a wink, “or ‘Steven’? Bucky shakes his head.

You roll your eyes and turn back to the T.V.

“Yeah, Y/N, which one? Personally, I think you should choose ‘Steven’. I am your best friend.”

“Hey, I’m her best friend too!” Bucky argues, which puts a smile on your face.

“Yeah, well, how does neither sound?” You say, glancing over at the boys to see their facial expressions at the comment. You’re not disappointed and only smile wider when you see their mock hurt expressions.

“Neither? That’s not allowed! I call cheating!” Bucky says, grinning.

“So you picked a name, then?” Steve asks, moving to sit beside you.

“Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!”

“Well, what is it?” Bucky asks, putting his arm around your shoulders.

“It’s neither ‘James’ nor ‘Steven’, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“I got that, Y/N. What less amazing name than ‘James’ did you pick?”

You laugh. “Taylor.”

Bucky makes a face and gives Steve a look before turning back to you. “Taylor? Isn’t that a girls’ name?”

“It is, yes.” You say patiently, waiting to see if one of them would understand what you were getting at. When they were still just giving you questioning looks, you take a deep breath and explain. “I had another ultrasound today. Doctor Shepherd was looking at the monitor when she realized my little boy is actually a little girl. She was situated a little funny and fooled us.”

Steve and Bucky laugh.

“Well,” Bucky says, leaning down to talk to your belly, “you little tease, I can’t believe you made me and your Uncle Steve do all that fighting about who you should be named after when you were a little girl all along,” Bucky pauses, thinking, before he continues, “Well, I guess ‘Steve’ would have worked anyway. He is kind of a girl.”

You smack Bucky’s head. “Hey! I will be having no sexist comments around my baby or myself. If I wasn’t pregnant and making a human right now, I’d kick your ass and show you just how much ‘girl’ is an insult!”

Bucky just laughs, Steve with him, and soon you’re laughing too. “Yeah, okay. I believe you. But, to be honest, I don’t know how much better swearing around your kid is.” You smirk and stick your tongue out at him childishly.

“Guys?” You ask, leaning your head on Steve’s shoulder. They hum in response. “Thank you. For being there for me, I mean. You’ve both been a great help.” Bucky looks over at you and smiles, and you know Steve is smiling down at you even though you can’t be bothered to look. “I appreciate you guys. And one thing is for certain,” you move your hand to cradle your belly, “Taylor is going to be extremely loved.”

“Yeah, she is.”


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