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This was beautifully sad, you captured the moment and the feeling so well. My poor Buck.
Summary: A series of drabbles in an unsystematic representation of the new things Bucky encounters in his recovery. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader This chapter: Moon landing. Warnings: Angst A/N: Reminder that recovery is tough. and I hope you guys like this! This is just one way I see this happening if you want to see the less angsty alternative, let me know! Word count : 857
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It happened over pizza, beer and old records.
It was a hot summer night, the sound of the city below barely heard over Frank Sinatra singing over the speakers of your record player. You were facing each other on the floor of your living room, knees skimming comfortably, elbows cushioned on the sofa and heads cradled in hands.
“I’d fly you to the moon if I could,” Bucky mused as he reached out to stroke your cheek referencing the song currently crooning in the room. The hazy bubble of love enveloped you, the rosy tint surrounding you both.
“Okay, Neil Armstrong but you know I get car sick-” you teased back, taking a sip of your beer.
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This was so fucking cute. Bucky’s pure delight, I hope he has many of those moments. Also, now I’m hungry :D
Summary: A series of drabbles in an unsystematic representation of the new things Bucky encounters in his recovery. This chapter: Cheetos. A/N: I’m so excited to post this I just couldn’t wait. There’s no real line for this fic so just buckle up hahah. I’ve had this written for a little while, and I hope you guys love this! Word count : 474
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He needed something.
His fingers drummed along his thigh insistently as he marched into the kitchen. His sneakers lacked the effect of his usual heavy combat boots, instead squeaking along the tiled kitchen floor with every step. Like he was on a mission he headed straight for the row of cupboards that lined the wall.
With a swift yank that shook the white door of the cupboard, Bucky opened it and grumbled under his breath.
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The line about the chair is so freaking good, I don’t even know: “It was hard and uncomfortable, a mirror to what you felt.”
This was so good!!! I would really like to know who they are, what the hell happened in the past, was the accident really an accident??? I AM SO INTRIGUED!!!
Name of Piece: Crash Square Filled: K4 - Fake relationship Rating: (Teen) Warnings: Mention of injuries. Summary: Your world comes crashing down when you get a phone call. Created for: @buckybarnesbingo Pairing: Biker!Bucky x Fem!Reader A/N: This is my third entry for bingo. I really love this one and it’s based off a prompt I saw here. Please let me know what you think, I love hearing feedback! Word count: 1,999
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All it took was four words.
Four words and your entire world came crashing down.
“There’s been an accident.”
The wine glass slipped from your hands, a red stain blossoming on the grey carpet in a harsh splatter.
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Like most immortals, Bucky is little more than a ghost with skin. For centuries, he forgets to eat, to breathe... his only break from the endless passage of time is when his body shuts down, forcing slumber. Is it any wonder then, that when he falls for you, he thinks you’re a dream? And when he learns you too were cursed with a ceaseless existence, he quits viewing his own life as less of a curse? He’ll never have to bury you- his heart.
I adore this
Spooky Sunday™️
Nothing like crying over Chris on a Wednesday morning. This was so freaking sweet (pun intended) 💕
Day 13
Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Fem!Reader Summary: You set up trick or treating for the year Word count: 711 Prompt: Trick or treating A/N: Don’t come for me about candy choices, it’s fiction I promise haha Previous day - Next day - Sebtober Masterlist
“What the hell is this?”
Chris turned away from the store shelf popcorn packet in hand.
“What?” he asked brows knitted in confusion.
You held the offending box up in front of you, disgust making your nose wrinkle.
Chris shrugged clearly not catching on, eyes moving from the box to your eyes.
“They’re called Whoppers…?” he trailed off already turning back to pick out the perfect buttery popcorn.
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This was so adorable!!! And I loved the reason for her being in mall jail 😂
Day 5
Pairing: Carter Baizen x Fem!Reader Summary: Nothing goes to plan. Word count: 503 Prompt: Pumpkin pie
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“Gotta say didn’t think we’d ever be here,” his voice was a beacon but it made you flush with shame all the same. His expensive leather shoes clicked with every step until he was in front of you. His face was serious but his eyes danced with mirth.
“I didn’t exactly plan on it,” you mumbled pathetically looking down at your hands folded in your lap.
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What is it about Bucky being a firefighter that just makes so much sense? I loved this!!!
Day 11
Pairing: Firefighter!Bucky x Fem!Reader Summary: You go to Bucky after an incident carving a pumpkin. Based off this. Word count: 1,234 Prompt: Pumpkin carving TW: Blood
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You were ecstatic.
The huge pumpkin under your arm was heavy, lugging up it up the stairs of your apartment you felt the ache but still it did nothing to still the giddiness in your heart.
“Need a hand?”
The voice had you looking up the flights of stairs.
Bucky.
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😄😄😄 so cute!
Day 2
Pairing: Bucky x Reader Summary: You learn something about Bucky. Word count: 301 Prompt: “What do you mean you don’t like pumpkin spice lattes?”
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There are many things you know about Bucky Barnes.
He likes hot showers. Really hot showers. Steam filling the room until he could barely see in front of him. The kind that left his skin pink and tender. Showers that washed away the cobwebs in his mind for a moment.
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Could this be any cuter? I think not, so fucking sweet!!!
Day 7
Pairing: Ceo!Bucky x Fem!Reader Summary: You remind Bucky about an important meeting he has. Word count: 661 Prompt: Pumpkin carving
In the same universe as Dinosaur Nuggets and Cookies and Whiskey and Bruises
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The school bell ringing pulled you from your thoughts, your head popping up expectantly. The silence and murmuring of mothers and fathers were broken by the screams and laughter of children happy for the weekend.
Pushing your sunglasses up onto your head you looked to the crowd for those tell-tale curls and purple penguin backpack. But in the end it was the huge grin that gave her away, little Brooklyn coming barrelling towards you.
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The ending he deserved!
Destroyer!Chris getting out, and finally coming home to you, but he finds out you've been taking night classes, so he parks his truck by your car and leans against the back to wait for you. When you come to your car, he smiles, waiting for you to look up, but when you don't, he laughs. "Didnt I teach you to be aware of your surroundings when you get in your car?" he teases, biting back a laugh as you jump and screech, before gasping, and throwing yourself at him.
I AM SCREAMING ABOUT THIS, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH OMFG
Fluffy Friday™️
This was so freaking sexy, the way you describe the tension between them, just *chef’s kiss*
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Summary: Nat drags you a bar the night before you start your last year of college Warnings: Smut. Please only read if you’re 18+ I can get in trouble if you do. A/N: Okay. So, this has a twist some people may not approve of. I’ve decided not to give it away. There’s no triggers or anything of that nature. If you’d like to know beforehand, reading the prompt I used will give it away. If you happen to not agree with what I’ve written, that’s okay, just please don’t send any hate. Let me know what you think! Word count : 3,497
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The bass thrums through your veins, your heart thumping with the beat. Bright lasers bath you in a kaleidoscope of colour as you push your way to the bar. Sweaty bodies make the task difficult and you briefly feel like you’re in a mosh pit.
It had been your friend Nat’s idea. One last night out before you both started your last year of college tomorrow. The redhead was currently off somewhere dancing with a guy and you sigh a little. You tell yourself one last drink before you head back home to your shared apartment.
Finally making it to the bar you put your hand up to signal the bartender only for him to turn the other way when he was called elsewhere. Grinding your teeth, a little in frustration you call out a couple more times only for your voice to be lost amongst the others.
“What’s your poison?” the deep voice startles you. He’s next in line standing behind you. Brown hair pulled back into a bun, blue eyes which sparkled even in the dark light and a jawline that looked like it was carved out of marble. His white button up is tight, and you spot a gap in the buttons where it doesn’t fit across his broad chest.
Recovering you send him a bit of a confused smile at his question. “Whiskey and coke,” you answer. He smiles brightly nodding at your response in approval.
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This was so freakishly adorable, my heart <3
This was sent in anonymously, but for some reason when I post it, it posts from my primary blog so I’m just posting it here because it needs to be read!! It’s so beautiful and written so wonnderfully - Gen
Halloween Friday™
It’s Bucky’s first Halloween with you guys and he goes all out - your daughter is Batman, of all things, so you tell him you’re going to be Poison Ivy. You give him the sweetest smile when he shows up outside your door Halloween night and rasps “Trick or Treat” in that low rumble of his. He leans in for a kiss, and you wrinkle your nose but let him, hoping his makeup doesn’t transfer. His face is smudged in white makeup, which ghastly red lips and deep black eye sockets - your sweet Bucky’s all done up like the Joker.
When he steps into the house, he does a spin in front of you, long purple duster flaring out around him. “Where’s the kiddo?” he hums, one of his hands resting at the small of your back.
“She’s just finishing up,” you grin. “Batman takes her job very seriously.” Bucky’s free hand softly toys with the fake leaves glued to your outfit as he tells you the effort he went through to get his hair green. You’d thought it was a wig, but no, he’d gone and dyed it. “Can’t half ass something as important as Halloween,” he said seriously, black ringed eyes crinkling with mirth, which looked almost sinister with his get up.
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Phew this has me intrigued.
Oooh man this is so good!! - Gen
Halloween Thursday™
Bucky played with the glass in his hand, watched the patterns appearing on the table as the light shone through the amber liquid.
It lacked something..
He knew what, but god, how could he?
He’d tried other ‘donors’. None tasted of what he desired.
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Holy moly. He’d really be all over it, why does mobster and vampire just click.
Mobster!Bucky tries recruiting you after hearing you speak quite a lot of different languages, and realising you always seem to know things you shouldn't. He thinks you could be of value. What he doesn't know is that you're a vampire. After the initial disbelief, then fear, would he still want you on board?
On board? You’re definitely ruling by his side.
A warehouse. How predictable, you thought. A small smirk graced your face as you walked towards the desk at the end the other end of the room. Lights lit your path, your heels clicked along the concrete and you saw the man shift forward on his seat with anticipation.
Finally reaching the end of the hall you observed the man before you. He oozed confidence in every way.
“You came,” he said simply standing up to offer his hand.
You smiled dropping your hand in his trying to ignore the crackled of electricity you felt or the way it amplified when he dropped a kiss to your knuckles.
“I wanted to see what you had to offer,” you said cooly sitting down across from the man, his lackey pulling your chair out for you.
“Hmm,” he nodded sliding over a glass from his side.
The blood was red and fresh, that was obvious. It made your nose scrunch a little.
“I prefer to drink from the source, actually,” you were testing him.
He knew.
That’s why in a flash the knife from his pocket was out and his lackey had a wound gushing blood from his throat. He fell on the metal table with a thump. Bucky gestured towards him.
“Have at it.”
Halloween Thursday™
So. Freaking. Beautiful.
40s!Bucky smoking in your Brooklyn apartment out an open window during the rain.
So freaking cute.
Fireman Bucky saves you from a fire in your office building. You’d been working late and hadn’t even realized there was a fire until Bucky came barreling in, telling you to evacuate. When you didn’t immediately move, Bucky grabbed you and practically carried you out of the building. Years later, Bucky loves telling the story of how you two met to your kids
“Okay, just two more pages and I am out of here,” you mumbled quietly as you typed furiously but you were distracted by an odd smell. Sniffling you tried to place the smell as it permeated through your small office.
“Maybe someone’s burning the raisin toast again- OH MY GOD!” your muttered observation was cut off with a yell when your door was kicked in. A fireman stood there, eyes wide as he realised you were still there.
“We’re evacuating,” he man said nodding his head towards the exit just beyond your door.
“Okay, just give me a second to save this-” you leant forward clicking a few keys on your keyboard.
“You’ve got to be shitting me, the building is on fire. Ma’am, you’ve got to get up,” he took a few steps towards you and when you didn’t budge instead sending him an arched brow of challenge he shrugged before hauling you fireman carry style over his shoulder.
and that’s how you met the love of your life.
Spinoff Sunday™️
These sound so cool!!!
For a fake fic title uh... "Put your hands on me" "or "saw this, thought of you"? Your drabbles always make me smile and coming off a 12 hour shift in a 24 hour long day, it's all that I need to wrap it up.
Put Your Hands On Me
Summary:
Bucky Barnes, stripper extraordinaire. You, an ER nurse. All it takes is one fall off the stage and your paths cross, after that you have a hard time getting the flirty stripper off your mind.
Excerpt:
“You can put your hands on me, doc,” Bucky purred, slightly slurred with the pain meds currently pumping through his system.
You tried to fight the smile on your face but it was hard considering. “I wouldn’t want to get glitter all over them,” you retorted making Bucky snort and turn to his friend.
“She’s funny Steve, remind me to get her number.”
Saw This, Thought of You
Summary:
All it took was a bunch of flowers at the market. They were your favourite, sunflowers. One look at them and Chris couldn’t do it anymore.
Excerpt:
“Chris? What the hell?”
He was early.
3 months early.
“I couldn’t do it anymore, baby. I don’t want to be undercover anymore, I just want to be with you,” he smiled softly, but you saw the shadows playing in his eyes.
Mobster!Bucky is so lucky his girlfriend is a doctor. Working in the ER has given her experience to handle any problems the mob boss has. Currently, he’s sitting atop the toilet seat lid while she cleans some cuts. “So doc, do I get a treat for being such a good patient?”
“No, only people who don’t get in fights get lollipops,” you mumbled securing the butterfly bandage on his eyebrow and you swear your mobster pouted.
Spinoff Saturday™️
Oh my word this was so full of emotion and so fucking cute and steamy and heart!!! We all deserve a lovey dovey Hal in our life!!!
Part 2- Hal Carter
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Pairing: Hal Carter x Reader Part: 2/? Warnings: Smut - slight angst Summary: Hal takes you for a ride in his pickup truck A/N: This is the second part in a series based on this post. I’ve been writing this for a while and I’m honestly so proud of it. Thank you for @writemarvelousthings for encouraging me. Please come let me know what you think! This is the song I listened to while writing - You Belong To Me - Jo Stafford Word count : 4,157
The creak and slam of Hal’s red pickup truck door is unmistakable as he pulls up to your house and got out. Checking your lipstick one last time, you kiss your mother on the cheek and tell her not to wait up. She fixes you with the stare that you knew all too well. You skip out of the house, the screen door shutting behind you with a screech. Looking up you see Hal, he’s leaning against his truck a playful smirk spreading on his lips when he spots you.
“Well don’t you look like sugar and spice and everything nice” he drawls, a cheeky chuckle following his words as he rids himself of the straw he was chewing. He takes you in his strong arms planting a sweet kiss on your cheek. “Your momma isn’t watching out of the window again is she?” he mumbles.
You laugh and shake your head placating his fear, “she’s fixing dinner”.
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Boxer!Bucky ends up in the ER a few times and he’s your patient. This time wasn’t too bad. As you’re finishing up his stitches, you say “Mr. Barnes, I think it would be in your best interest to get better at boxing”. Bucky laughs out loud at this, making you burst into a fit of giggles too. “Doc, you really should see the other guy. Although, he’s an asshole so I don’t want you to see him” Bucky says seriously. You lean in to cut the thread “careful Barnes, I’m gonna start thinking ya like me”
“Wouldn’t want that, now would I?” he smirks at you.
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