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thank you for the reblog and follow (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

this was also based on personal experience ಥ‿ಥ but it was just me hitting my foot while ogling at someone

hopefully I'm able to update this short series every week if procrastination doesn't hit ♡

[ this will probably be at most just 6 parts ]

an angel at the bus stop [ 2/? ]

pairing | steve rogers x barista!reader

summary | the origin of the yellow umbrella and the lost notebook that get’s returned

warning (s) | this is all just pure fluff, dorky Steve and the he has lots of anxiety, Steve’s a dumbass, this guy was and is definitely accident prone

a/n | I think I have a kink for meet-cute scenarios (╥﹏╥)

I don’t like using y/n so I used the name Sunny for introductions

this is so cheesy (ノಠ益ಠ)ノi h8 myself

dude Tumblr did something weird and the words went to different places so i hope nothing’s wrong since I fixed it now ⊙﹏⊙

part 2/? of my owner of a lonely heart mini series

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open for requests!

• most of my works will be x fem!reader or x original female character

* —smut + sexual themes

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SERIES

[ more than 10 parts ]

MINI SERIES

[ less than 10 parts ]

ONESHOTS

romantic lover | fluff

" Baby, its 3:00 am " | fluff ❀

DRABBLES & HEADCANONS

headcanons of nursing Natasha who has flu

OPEN FOR REQUESTS

open for oneshots, imagine, drabbles & headcanon ideas!

rules for writing

who I write for —

• MARVEL CHARACTERS

[ only mcu characters atm ]

• reader can be any gender

• character x oc are accepted

what I'll write —

• any genre or theme

[ fluff, angst, songfics etc. ]

• wlw & staight fics

• aus , love triangles etc.

• any type of relationship

[ parental, platonic, romantic etc. ]

• non descriptive smut because I'm not really skilled in writing super spicy smut so ...

what I don't write —

• dark fics / dark themes

• real people fics

—I'm game to write anything , except for the stuff I said that I wont write for, but basically just ask for anything and I'll try to write it (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

catch me if I fall

pairing | avenger!bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary | after everything he'd gone through — parties & social events became things he hated most, until he met you, his " soulmate "

warning(s) | hopeful bucky, meet-cute, pure-fluff, civil war tension was resolved and this is like a year after that, soulmate au? depends if you want it to be, strangers to lovers, third pov mostly

Bucky hated crowds and the gala's Tony hosted

He hated the stupid tux, the ties that felt too tight and how half the guest were rich spoiled snobs but he loves the after party that only consisted of the team

Maybe you'll be the second thing he'll like about these parties?

" Did you just throw a spoon at me??? " asked Bucky staring weirdly at the woman he matched with online 

He was on a date that his best pal encouraged. Steve persuaded him to try online dating after he complained that it might not work out with the people Steve was setting him up with.

To be honest, he didn't mind dating because it made him remember the parts of him that are still there — he still is the same James Buchanan Barnes that was from the 40’s

Maybe to get his old 40's charm back in shape, it didn't really matter if they'd go long term, Steve just wanted him to go out there and be more social and interactive.

Their roles in their friendship really changed, now it's Steve convincing him to go on a date.

The very reason reason he's in a stupid tuxedo drinking beer even if he couldn't get drunk at another one of Tony’s parties, seriously the guy throws a party every other week.

The date he went to wasn't too disastrous but him and the girl just didn't click ,though he did remember the weird conversation they had and why she threw a spoon at him

Honestly he thought it was because they think his arm is magnetic, once Sam kept trying to stick a fork on him for a day, hoping it would stick but needless to say Sam almost died that day.

flashback:

" So you're saying you tossed the spoon hoping I'd catch it?? I'm sorry what??? " he couldn't help but be utterly confused on the modern day dating tactics people were using to find their true love 

‘ what the fuck did a spoon connect to future relationships?? ‘  he thought

" Okay, it seems crazy! but I just thought if it worked on my mom, it would work on me ya know? I was just hoping for a cute start of a love story ... " said the girl shaking her head realizing her dream is truly ridiculous as she giggles 

"– so my dad, he was playing baseball in college and he threw a pitch that landed outside their practice field when my mom who was coincidentally passing by the field catches it, and the rest is history "

" So you tossed me a spoon?? "

" in hopes of you being my soulmate? yes "

" uhh crazy theory but I guess it's kinda sweet? weird to want your soulmate catch a spoon though " he murmured at the last part 

" okayyy, maybe I should have thrown a marble or something "

" maybe just don't throw anything? " he said chuckling

“ how’d the date go punk? “

“ ehh could've gone better, hey — what’s a lucky color? “ asked Bucky as he didn’t know which ball to steal

“ red I guess “ Steve answered even if he didn’t know what Bucky’s planning and mentally prayed his buddy wasn’t planning anything illegal

Having sipped one of Thor's Asgardian mead, he's a bit tipsy now but not enough to be considered drunk

He remembers the weird theory by the girl he met online, the lucky color and discreetly steals one of the balls from the billiards Steve and Sam were playing. Busy competing with each other, didn't notice the metal hand that went on the side of the pool table.

He indulged in the crazy idea that if he threw the red ball, his soulmate might catch it 

He said in his mind ' one chance, one toss ' and if someone did catch it, hell maybe he should just straight up marry them.He took a deep breath with a light chuckle after thinking he's being stupid,for slightly believing the theory he had learned

" fuck it " he said as he tossed the ball lightly into a distance expecting it to just land on the floor with a thud or an angry guest complain at him for hitting their head but what he saw made up for every party he bitched about or every horrible date he endured for Steve’s sake.

As the ball is mid air, he spots a girl with hand open talking to Natasha, she flinched lightly as the ball landed on her palm 

You tilt your head as you question why a ball from the pool game feets away from you landed on your hand, a red one that’s the same shade as your dress accompanied by a simple pearl necklace.

Natasha eyes the ball questionably, seeing as it came out of nowhere but figures who was behind it as the mysterious figure approaches them.

The person in question of why a ball's in your hand appears in the form of the cute Sargent Barnes with his metal hand reflecting the warm lights towards your eyes making you squint and drop the ball that Mr. Barnes quickly catches easily

" Hi, I'm James but my friends call me Bucky " he said with a wide toothed grin as he held the red billiard ball feeling slightly overwhelmed that a pretty girl witnessed his idiocy.

Natasha left with a smirk with her drink, seeing her two friends stare into each other’s eyes with dilated pupils.

The two felt like sparks were flying around them, more specifically Bucky hoping it was a sign from destiny that this pretty girl in front of him could be someone more than a friend.

They both felt like time stopped, like the scenes in movies where everybody's gone and it's just the two of you.

" I'm Y/N , Nat's friend. Maybe we could get more drinks? " you said, raising your empty glass of champagne.

Even if Bucky couldn't get drunk, he said yes 

Who would say no to the company of a very pretty lady?

Who would say no to you?

They both laughed at Bucky's theory testing and how coincidental it was that you caught the ball. People started to leave but they're conversation didn't seem close to ending.

Topics going from how sushi's they're favorite to what the fuck does a chupacabra even looks like?

“ so, are you a shield agent? “ Bucky curiously asked wondering if you’ll stay

“ god’s no! I'd probably die after 2 laps , I’m Dr. Banner’s future research partner, I’m staying here, for now “

for now is good enough for Bucky

“ So we'll see each other often? guess we should get cozy with each other “ said Bucky with a flirtatious smile as his arm went over to the back of your chair sort of leaning closer

“ What if I get sick of your face James? “ you said leaning closer catching him off-guard as your noses almost touch

“ nobody could resist my face doll “ he said chuckling with his flushed face that now sported a shy smile 

They got lost in their dumb conversations, losing track of time as they didn’t even notice that their other friends were playing a game without them.

You mostly ordered fruity drinks before the people disappeared hoping to not get drunk and forget this moment you were having with Bucky as longer conversations dragged on 

You didn't want to forget the warm feeling dancing in your heart

You hoped that he’d catch your feelings if you fell too fast

Bucky didn't ask for any of the mead Thor had and refused when offered hoping to not get drunk and mess up his chance with you

He knew by the second moment you two will have, he'll already be falling for you hard

He hoped that in the future you'd also catch his heart 

“ I'm gonna be honest , i like you and even if i’m almost a hundred years old I’m not a coward who backs down from asking the prettiest girl i've met “ Bucky said enveloping his hand with yours

“ so, will you go on a date with me, doll? “ he said with his steel blue eyes locked on yours, his gaze made you want to melt

“ i don't say yes immediately to a guy i just met, most definitely when he immediately just said he thinks i'm his soulmate but he did prove his stupid theory “ you said teasingly as your fingers unconsciously played with his chin while his hand caressed yours

“ yes Sarge , I’d like to go on a date with you “ you said as you kissed his cheek feeling his smile on your lips

Both didn't care if it was actually fate or it was just a funny coincidence

Hell they don't care if it's God themselves

You just want him.

He just wants you.

fin.

catch me if I fall

pairing | avenger!bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary | after everything he’d gone through — parties & social events became things he hated most, until he met you, his “ soulmate ”

warning(s) | hopeful bucky, meet-cute, pure-fluff, civil war tension was resolved and this is like a year after that, soulmate au? depends if you want it to be, strangers to lovers, third pov mostly

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the best days are sunny [ 3/8 ]

pairing—steve rogers x barista!reader

summary—steve hasn't made a move yet and neither have you, both of you enjoy the growing friendship first

warnings—pure fluff, the platonic side of sunny and steve, the friends in friends to lovers

a/n—Captain America would definitely be part of your history curriculum classes if you were in the mcu

also I guess their in D.C.???

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Eating cake for breakfast, a delicacy Steve could never imagine he would be able to experience due to growing up in poverty. The experience felt extra special knowing the cake was given by you.

Steve's in a good mood, he hummed the tune of the song that was playing by the radio he bought as he attacked his second slice of cake. He didn't worry about the sugar since the serum improved his metabolism. He could actually eat the whole cake if he could and he could still have the energy to go to the gym afterwards.

He stopped on his third slice, saving the rest for all throughout the week as five more were left in the box.

It's now been a month and a half since Steve met you, more than a month since you became the first genuine friend he had in a long time.

He felt a little bit of guilt as the fact that he's Captain America was still hidden from you but he couldn't help but want to cherish the time that you still know him just as Steve Rogers, a guy from Brooklyn who's a little old fashioned.

Steve doesn't doubt your kindness, No, that's not it. Anxiety, fear and disappointment were just clouding his judgment, god knows you wouldn't put it against him to hide that he was a war hero in the forties, or that he's technically more than 9 decades old or that he was frozen in the ice for 70 years, he's just too afraid that your thoughts about him would change. He wasn't too sure that you wouldn't find someone like him a freak. He's too afraid to lose you too soon.

You were his first genuine friend and he sees that as a rare luxury, a genuine friend that didn't want him for the shield or that didn't want him for the serum. To you he wasn’t a super soldier or an asset for missions, to you his a friend.

He starts to reminisce about the friendship that grew between the two of you in the course of six weeks.

You're the only source of peace he has right now, his sanctuary, his solace and he hoped to keep it that way.

He knew you'd learn about the truth sooner or later but he wanted to keep you for himself first, to keep you from knowing who Captain America is, to know the life he had that was filled with dread and hopelessness amidst the war even if they did win. He didn't want you to see the loneliness that filled his being, the emptiness he felt, the way he felt like a shell of the real Steve Rogers. Steve didn't want you to know how truly lonely he is

… well he isn't too lonely, now that he has you.

The six weeks of spending time with you have been the happiest days Steve experienced in a very long, long time.

companion in morning shifts

Steve became a regular after the night he caught you in his arms, maybe also because he now craved the cake you gave every now and then. He developed a sweet tooth for 21st century desserts.

Just like an early bird, Steve is now always the first customer at The Coffee Express. He enjoyed the coffee and he also enjoyed your company. He finds the excuse of not finding a more delicious coffee served at your shop, compared to anywhere else but of course it's always because of you. The morning felt much merrier if he started it with you, having breakfast and coffee with you as you start to fix the shop for the morning shift made him feel warm inside. Half of his day was mostly spent with you, the other half mostly being at the gym or visiting the Smithsonian museum, though it's not like he goes there everyday … only on Sundays because that's your day off.

" So what's your job? you're here Monday to Saturday, every morning and sometimes even at night, can't help but think you're giving me too much of your time Stevie " you chuckle as you refill his coffee, leaning against the marble table top beside the register.

Stevie, the nickname never missed to give him butterflies that he passed off as him just not being used to be called sweetly by a beautiful girl as yourself.

Steve sat awkwardly, sitting on a chair near your cashier as the morning went slow. The shop only had 8 customers by 7 am. He didn't know how to answer your question, technically he's a retired veteran, in short he's unemployed.

" I was a soldier " was all Steve could answer, a pang of sadness hitting him as he remembered his comrades, as he remembered Bucky.

" Oh? military guy, nice "

"—you seem young but I'm guessing you're done with your tour? or you're on a little break? " you asked knowing a little bit of knowledge about military as your father and grandfather used to be both in the army

" honorable discharge " replied Steve not wanting to dwell into the subject matter more

" good, I didn't want to have to worry about you if you were out there, I don't want you losing a limb "

" I'm a tough guy, don't ever have to worry about me doll " Steve smugly says, playfully flexing his muscles and the nickname just naturally rolling off his tongue

" God, you really are old fashioned, you even talk like my grandfather, doll? really? but i kinda like it "

you laughed, snorting at the end while covering half your face hoping to not look undesirable Infront of the blonde soldier.

Opposite to what you have thought, your laugh was now Steve's favorite sound, even his old favorite forties song couldn't compare. Everything you did seemed magical and exceptional to Steve's eyes, even simple as a laugh.

Steve felt relieved that you didn't find the nickname offensive, he knew the time was different and that the things he knew changed.

He also felt awkward knowing he was as old as your grandfather, granted that he was frozen and that he still felt twenty seven mentally, he couldn't help but seem old because he really is from the forties.

" … you know my grandfather was a soldier too "

" really? so he fought in world war 2? "

" yeah was part of … what was it? 109? 107th! yeah that's it he was in the 107th! " you answered as you remembered your father telling you stories of how his father fought in the war.

Steve's smile immediately dropped upon recognizing the unit of the men he saved, he was still grieving Bucky, it may have been seven decades to everyone since Sergeant James Barnes lost his life but for Steve it was still fresh. The large gaping wound left by the death of his best friend, best pal, his buddy is still bleeding. He's still grieving the loss of his fellow soldier.

" hey you okay? Did I say something?? " you asked, your voice laced with worry as you see Steve's frozen form, eyes on the table top with evident sadness.

" yeah … my grandfather was there too " Steve lied, not even remembering the face of his grandfather, god he could hardly even remember his own dad's face.

" Oh, I heard all of them got captured once by the Nazis and this guy with a shield saved them, Captain America was it? cool outfit but like has this ridiculous helmet on " you snort only remembering the image of a guy in stripes and stars wielding a shield half his size.

Steve didn't know whether or not this was you hinting that you knew him, because if you knew Captain America, surely you would've known the name Steve Rogers.

" it wasn't that ridiculous … " Steve muttered, feeling a bit offended as you insulted his helmet, he subtly pouted.

" oh come on, have you seen it? the shield is cool and all but the helmet just looks … disastrous " you said with a shudder as you remember the little white wings on the side of the blue helmet and the capital A on the front, you briefly remember Captain America, the hero who won the war and died.

You mostly remember him for saving your grandfather, technically being the reason you exist at all, you don't remember studying him in highschool having been a bit of a rebellious teen who didn't like history.

you're his food trip buddy

Boiled potatoes are not a favorite of Steve, at all and he's very much glad that the modern times have better food to offer.

" you haven't had a taco? like your whole life " you asked in disbelief as the two of you walked the streets. As you spot a Mexican food stand, you immediately grab Steve's hands, feeling the large warm hand wrap with yours making you slightly blush. The redness of your face is masked by the darkness of the night.

" mormon … "

" right … "

You happily watch Steve take his first bite, smiling proudly seeing his wide eyes as he takes three more bites immediately finishing the taco. Steve's eyes lit up with sparks as he bit into the delicious delicacy. The flavors burst in his mouth, the craving for more food consumed his thoughts.

" Sunny, another! " said Steve enthusiastically, slightly jumping like a child at a fair.

" You're lucky I like you Stevie " that was the first time you called him Stevie, it's only been a week since you've befriended the cute guy and even if you had found some things about him odd, you never pointed them out.

You were the one who introduced one of the number one fast food chains to Steve, that which would be McDonalds. Finding it weird that Steve never had McDonalds, you didn't say a thing thinking it was just how mormons were raised.

You didn't have a clue about mormons other than they technically still exist and they don't drink coffee.

" Okay so I ordered a classic double cheeseburger, fries and a coke float " you informed as you chomp hungrily on the burger making your cheeks stuffed, your puffed cheeks looked so adorable in Steve's eyes.

He stares at you lovingly as he wipes the crumbs off the side of your mouth. You choke on the burger as you were caught off guard by Steve's gesture. Steve panicked and immediately gave you his drink as yours were empty, sitting beside you as he rubs your back. The two laughed as you regained composure after almost dying because of a burger.

his personal tech whiz

Steve didn't know much about the modern technology the 21st century provided. He still preferred the vehicles from the forties specially his sweet bike unfortunately is now owned by the government and is kept in the Smithsonian. It was stupid that they couldn't give it to him, it's technically his.

" so you just click it? "

" as far as I know that's how cameras work Stevie "

You blink as Steve clicks his phone with a flash that captures you in surprise. The look on your face in the picture made Steve giggle.

" Steve you kinda have to warn people when you take a picture of them or else you get a lawsuit "

" Fine, you take a picture of us " He says handing you the small white rectangular phone.

Steve's heart leaped from his chest as you pulled him closer with your arm on his shoulder. The soft strands of your hair tickles the exposed skin of his neck as you put your head close to his. He swore he could smell the vanilla shampoo you were using as your head was so close to his.

" so I can basically watch anything here? "

" cute animal videos to how to fix your car is all uploaded on that app "

You grinned wide while wiping one of the coffee mugs as you see Steve hold the small phone with both his large hands, a big smile etched on his face as he watches a compilation of animal videos.

you give him comfort

You being Steve's genuine friend meant a lot to him, even if he knew in the back if his head that he should tell you who he really is. The guilt became harder to bear as the days went by and as a month passed, Steve felt the ghost of his mother nagging him for lying to a sweet girl such as yourself.

Steve knew he had issues, even before going down with the Valkyrie and being frozen for seventy years. He still hasn't processed everything, it felt as if time kept moving and he was unable to ever catch up. From technology that he couldn't grasp how it works to pop culture references he couldn't understand, but at least you were there.

He knew you saw the oddness of his personality, he's thankful you never said a word about it even if it was obvious that you just wanted to ask why the hell he didn't know all these things. He appreciates the way you explain the jokes he couldn't phantom.

" Do you ever feel like you don't belong? " Steve said with a serious tone as you both sat at the park bench while sipping coffee

" lot's of times but you know what's good with us not belonging anywhere " You said as you put an arm around Steve's broad shoulders

" what? "

" we can be lost together, that's the point of having a friend Steve, you're not alone, you should remember that " you said with a smile as you flick his forehead

He didn't react for a second but as you saw his devilish smile you stood up quickly as you ran. He puts down his empty coffee cup as he starts to chase you around the park.

The two laughed as they ran around the park with the sun shining brightly against the clear blue sky. Bubbles floated around with different dogs running wild, Steve's scenery with you and the park felt so peaceful, he swore he could stay there forever.

It's already noon when Steve saw you got tired already, still laughing as you suggested that you and him should just lay down and stare at the sky as clouds formed against the pinkish yellow sky.

" that one look likes a baby "

" looks more like a jelly bean "

every movie is funnier with you

Not that you were annoyed but you couldn't take it that Steve didn't know all the good films you've been referencing.

" Here " You said as you slid a small burgundy notebook towards Steve across the marble top of the coffee shop.

" It's a notebook??? "

" write all the stuff I recommend there and watch some of them without me "

" look, you gotta catch up with the greatest films and songs of all time! " You exclaimed, putting your hands in the hair dramatically.

Steve smiles as he takes the small notebook and opens it while writing his name on the first page.

You dictated a couple things that Steve immediately wrote so that he'd be more informed of the modern world. He asked about the most famous things you knew, well more like what every person should know if they were living in the year 2011. You didn't think much of it and just said random things that came into mind.

Inside Steve's notebook—

Moon Landing

Steve Jobs ( Apple )

Thai Food

Star Wars / Trek

My Chemical Romance ( band )

Grey's Anatomy ( TV Show )

Rocky ( Rocky II?? )

Mean Girls ( movie )

Legally Blonde ( Legally blonde 2 )

The two fell into a routine of every Friday night they'd watch one movie, one movie that either you loved or would love to watch. Even if sometimes Steve found the movie you picked odd, he wouldn't complain because you made every bad movie enjoyable by simply watching it with him.