This Is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

This is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

Bucky barns x male reader

Requested by: my dad lmao(he wanted me to write something avengers)

CW:Set in the 1940s, there will be brief references to WW2.

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You, Steve rogers, and James “Bucky” barns have always been best friends. You and Bucky have always been particularly close. People think it’s just a case of “in every trio there’s a duo” but it…a little more than that. You see, you and Bucky were in love. Of course, this being the 1940s people wouldn’t be too fond of gay people. It was always hard for you two. It was even harder now that he had been drafted and you hadent. The reason you hadn’t been drafted was a different story. Today was the last day you had with Bucky. You were both deviated, but both knew that was something he had to do. You were lying in bed, your head in chest well he strokes your hair. “Please don’t leave me, James.” You look up at him with pleasing eyes. He frowns and gazed down at you with his handsome, gentlemanly face. “You know I can’t, darlin’…” you sit up, tears pricking your eyes. “Yes you can, tell them you lost an arm or something, it can’t be that hard…I don’t wanna lose you.” You turn away from him, hurt that he would want to leave you. He sits up not long after, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Now sweetheart-“ “dont ‘sweetheart’ me.” You turn back around to him, tears falling. “You promised you would never leave me. You promised we would be together and no matter how much people wanted us apart we would always be together.” “And I ment it but“ “IM NOT DONE.” You stand up, breathing heavily and trying to wipe away the tears. “James, please…don’t leave me. I can’t live without you.” He follows you to the window you planted yourself in front of. “I mean- Bucky what if you don’t come back? Do you know what that would do to me? I would be nothing but a bitter queer living by himself and drinking booze until he passes out.” Your brunette lover snakes an arm around your waist. “I know, but this isn’t about me. This is about what I’m doing for our country. And besides, there’s no way I wouldn’t coming home to you.” He smiles, picking you up and slamming you back down on the bed, laughing. “You know I don’t like seeing you sad.” “Ok, fine. But can you at least stay until I fall asleep?” “Of course, darlin’.”

You waited for him to come back…he never did.

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A/N: I loved writing this, 40s Bucky is sooo😍. If you see any problems please let me know, constructive criticism is not only welcome but encouraged. Im always looking to improve.

[rethinking their life choices well looking at hazbin hotel fan art]

Why is god kinda fine?

Louder for the people in the back

One of things thats extremely frustrating about being trans and is the fact that I get treated like a child. Lemmie explain.

Almost all the time (mainly from friends) I get called the small gay boi. Now, I am the small gay boi, don't get me wrong. Its just the way they think I need to be protected and talked to like a child. I am not a child.

Please stop treating trans people (specifically trans men) like kids.

Could you write spiderpunk (Hobie) X NB/demi-boy reader in like a context of Hobie saves them but they don't know it's him since he has his spideysuit on lol. Totally alright if not

Been WAITING for a spiderpunk request 😤 (keep in mind well reading this I am a midwestern american😭)

Reader pronouns: they/them

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You are reckless. There is no denying it. And the fact you were being carried home by spiderpunk just solidified it. “Yeah, this is my street.” You say as he swings around a corner to a street lined with apartment buildings on either side. He drops you off in front of your building, which you normally would find weird but he’s spiderpunk. “Uhm…thanks for rescuing me!” You grin at him as he gazes down at you. “Yeah, no worries luv.” He puts an arm around your waist, much like your boyfriend hobie. If you could even call him that. He keeps saying he “dosnt do labels” but every time someone flirts with you it’s all “yeah that’s my partner, what about it mate?” Spiderpunk looks down at you, concerned. “You uncomfortable?” He lets go of your waist. “I- no it’s fine I just spaced out. Just thinking about this guy I like.” “He’s bloody lucky.” “I wish he thought that. He keeps saying he ‘dosnt do labels’ and than when some flirts with me it’s like all of a sudden he’s committed! It’s just…frustrating.” You can’t tell what the expression he has on his face is, but you hope it’s sympathy. “He’s dumb.” “What-?” “He’s dumb for not showing how much he appreciates you.” “Oh- thanks. I’m sure you are real busy so I shouldn’t keep you any longer. You press a kiss to his cheek over his mask. “My hero.” “I’m not a hero.” He says before swinging off. Not long after you get a call from hobie.

They seem pretty similar…right?

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A/N: I hope you like it! It was fun to write lol. If you see anything wrong with it or have any constructive criticisms please comment!!!

Could you maybe write Violet and Rhiannon with a fem! S/O whos a scribe but the dragons like her a lot, even Xadens dragon, who only likes Xaden?

I’m so sorry but I only write male or non-binary readers! My reasoning is there are so many for women but hardly any exclusively for non fem aligned people. I’m sure you can find someone to write this, good luck!