Nameless Tale (Modern!AU)
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader // OC
Prompt: Galleries are full of history. You just need to have someone who knows about it by your side.
Based on the prompt:
“You’re just another player, and it’s a game over to us.”
Warnings: ANGST, toxic relationship, drug consumption, mild explicit content.
Words: 4999 lolololol
A/N: Requested by one of the angst queens aka @buchananbarnestrash. Hope you like it, I made it as angsty as possible. The end might be a little bit confusing, but I hope you guys got it because when the idea popped in my mind I was like HOLY SHIT PLOT TWIST. And yes, this is some TJ Hammond lifestyle. Sorry it took me so long.
After 3 days writing it i declare this fict is a crap. I think I could have done better, but still, hope you guys enjoy it.
Who thought that little kid, the one who used to hide under her mama’s skirt when they tried to cross a bridge would get on a plane to cross the Atlantic Ocean voluntary, to a brand new world, to a brand new inspiration fountain? She always had a fear of heights, yet she bought an apartment on a 10th floor in the city where buildings would be able to communicate with god, where the clouds were nothing but a low roof above the inhabitants head, brushing slightly the pointy skyscrapers built by simple mortals.
She was also afraid of forgetfulness, that’s why she made sure of picturing every single corner of what her pupils could perceive, making the sometimes unperceived beauty pop out with all its glory. That’s why she chose overcome her previous fear over hiding herself on the feet of those giant structures. She wanted to touch, to feel the lilac sky every afternoon, she wanted to capture the city lights like fireflies.