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And I thought the people I encountered at work were bad

What does the arab in your carrd mean? Is it like afab and amab?

.. i’m palestinian

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A flustered Bucky is so adorable

— 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞

pairing: highschool!bucky x highschool!reader

summary: bucky gets a little flustered at your favorite nickname for him.

authors note: this fic is part of my sweet eyes universe. i recommend reading the other fics first, but i think u can also read this as a stand alone? gif credit to @/btonysus. thank u guys for reading!

It stuck around since the first date.

Since the moment he dropped you off and you didn’t think it was a big deal. Bye, cutie seemed to be a very fitting thing to say at the time and it wasn’t a big deal.

But to Bucky it was.

To him, it was a huge deal.

Because it turned him into a flustering mess.

“...and ma woke me up at five to help her. She’s tryna get ahead of - oh, hey, cutie. Good morning,” you greeted when Bucky’s arms wrapped around you from behind.

His chin rested on your shoulder and he grumbled something into your neck.

“No good morning for Peggy? She’s standing right here and —“

Sweet girl, he whined and you laughed. Giggled more like and brought your hand up to his hair.

“I’m kidding. I’m kidding. I know you —“

Bucky turned his head, “Mornin’, Peggy.”

“Hey, Bucky.”

And he turned his head right back into your neck.

You leaned down to kiss it.

That’s my cutie, you mumbled into his hair.

Bucky whined again.

Steve liked to think you did it for his reaction.

Bucky’s reaction because there was no reason, no real reason for you to be asking him a math question during lunch. You didn’t need the help and Steve — Steve didn’t think he could handle watching Bucky get all tongue-tied when you asked him, what’s next, cutie?

He tried not to laugh when it happened though.

Kept it to himself even when Bucky reached over to write on your paper and missed because you tugged it back, puckering your lips up instead. Bucky kissed you. Of course, he kissed you.

But he turned into a mess after that.

A hot mess.

“Think you might like her, Buck,” Steve teased when you got up and walked away.

“Shut up, Stevie.”

Bucky got like that all the time.

All heated and flushed and who could blame him, really? He had the sweetest girl calling him something so simple, yet enamoring. Kissing him each time and looking at him like her eyes already didn't have a hold over him. Bucky couldn’t explain it. Couldn’t explain how many times his heart stopped when he found a note in his bag that read, miss you cutie. Or stopped breathing when you told one of your friends, he’s a total cutie, isn’t he? when you explained something he did.

Not to mention, he almost passed out when you kissed his cheek in the hallway. Can't be late for class, cutie. Boom. Kiss on the cheek. Boom. Immediate dizziness.

Bucky didn’t pass out though.

He didn’t. He was close, but he didn’t quite make it because his friends all hollered and Sam ooed so loud, Bucky’s sure the principal heard it from across the hall.

“He’s whipped,” Sam continued when Bucky followed you.

To kiss you.

To kiss the hell outta you right in front of everyone. Up against the lockers with his hands cupping your cheek. It made the guys hollar some more. Sam even let out an oh, shit, which definitely had the principal showing up.

Telling you guys to break it up. Break it up and go to class.

Bucky did.

He did.

But not before pecking you once more.

Because he was yours wasn’t he?

Your cutie and that meant he got to kiss you whenever he wanted.

So, you could say he was more than a little green when someone else wanted your affections. Wanted to be a part of your affections because they were solely reserved for him. He even created a mental contract. A Y/N’s cutie contract that you hadn’t signed off on yet, no, but was still there.

Still existed.

And having Thor be a part of that contract wasn’t going to be a thing.

It wasn’t.

“Friends give each other nicknames too,” Thor brought up when Bucky glared at him. “And we’re all friends now, Barnes.”

No. Not —

“He is pretty cute, Buck.”

Bucky’s head shot to you.

“Ah, see. I like this one," Thor remarked.

Yeah, that was obvious. Thor made it really obvious and Bucky knew he was just teasing him. Trying to get a rise out of him and it worked. It worked instantly because Bucky didn’t like that Thor looked at you like that and smiled at you like that and leaned over the table for what? So you could get a better glimpse of his eyes when you said that blue was your new favorite color? Since when? Since when was blue your new favorite color? Did Thor suddenly make it your favorite? Hm? It seemed like he wanted to be your favorite everything. And now he was suggesting that you call him cutie too and Bucky — Bucky didn't like that.

Not one bit.

“Sweet girl,” he tugged on your sleeve.

“Oh! I need a name for you too. How about Goddess? No? Okay, Goddess of my —“ Thor tried.

Bucky tugged your sleeve a little more.

“Heart. Goddess of your heart,” Sam suggested.

“Ooo. That’s a good one,” Steve praised.

“Right.”

“Better than what he used to call Jane," Steve continued.

And Thor said something about Jane not looking at him like that. The way you looked at him and Bucky fully lost it.

He grabbed the sticky notes on the table and stuck two of them over Thor’s eyes.

Then he looked over at you.

You giggled.

“Yeah, Buck? What’s wrong?”

He shook his head.

“Oh? You’re not gonna tell me?” you touched his chin, “Thought we were gonna tell each other everything, hm?”

Bucky didn’t say anything. He knew he was gonna sound jealous.

You leaned over and kissed him, “Well, can I tell you something? Huh, Buck? Can I — ”

“Cutie. I’m your cutie.”

You smiled, “Yeah?”

He nodded.

You kissed him again, “Okay, well, can I tell you something, cutie?”

“Yeah,” he breathed out.

“Of course,” Thor chimed in.

Bucky groaned, shoving him off his seat.

Then, you grabbed him by the shirt, your one and only cutie and told him, Blue's been my favorite color since the day I met you.

Oh, and you might have kissed him once more too.

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gentle reminder III

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: Your calendar is crammed full of dates and appointments. None of them are in your handwriting.

Warnings: 18+, no minors, dark fic, eventual dub-con smut, stalking, breaking into reader’s house, cursing, obsessed!Bucky, unstable!Bucky, angry!Bucky, kinda freaky so maybe don’t read it in the dark? idk maybe I’m giving myself too much credit lmao 

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And so it continued. 

You installed a lock on your bedroom door immediately after that. But to your horror, your’d wake every morning and find a patch of your bedding warm to the touch. The lock was never broken and you never stirred. 

What was the point? Out of all your questions, that was the one that stood out. They weren’t harming you, nor had they caused any real disruption (other than that of your sleeping pattern). It scared you, yes, but you got the sense that that wasn’t quite the point, either. 

The cameras came up blank every time. You stopped checking them after three days. A pointless waste of money. 

It took you a lot of courage to try the police again, but you did. You wrote down everything you could remember and bought with you a copy of the tape with the glitches on.

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One Year - (2021)

😞

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This is beautiful

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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Please stop and read this.

I’m doing a project on gay rights in today’s society.

So if you believe that same sex couples should be allowed to get married, please reblog this.

This would be a lot of help, thank you.

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with all of these movie reboots i would like to pitch a mean girls reboot staring Chris Evans, Chris Pine, Chis Hemsworth, and Chris Pratt

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it’s kinda funny how our parents warned us about middle-aged men stalking us on the internet

when literally it’s the other way around……,,,,

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Distractions

Summary - Some people were born to distract, or were they?

Pairing - Steve Rogers x Reader

Word count - 1.4k

Warning - Just pure fluff, really

“Look Buck, I’m telling you we had ‘em by the neck until those jackasses came in” Steve mumbled grumpily to his best friend come brother as they strolled back to Steve’s private office within he compound. The latest mission the two had been on hadn’t gone as well as they hoped, the HYDRA agents came in and stormed the building right before they were going to get the head of the facility. They did however get good intel on their latest horrid experiments and sent the evidence straight to the doctors and scientists of the compound - one of which being the Mrs Y/N Rogers, wife of the one and only Captain Rogers.

“Yeah we kinda did but hey, at least we got what was needed, hm?” Giving his best friend a good slap on the back, Bucky only chuckled to himself as he watched Steve make a beeline to the coffee pot in his private office. “Hey punk, what’d got you so grumpy this morning? Didn’t sleep last night or what?” Bucky laughed to himself whilst helping himself to a cup of coffee as well - not for the same reasons as Steve though.

Sighing heavily, Steve turned to look at the other super soldier pointedly, as if expecting Bucky to know the answer. Instead, Bucky just looked back at Steve with the same pointed stare but more humorously - making the star spangled man roll his eyes in annoyance. “Yeah, you could say that, Jerk.” Steve sighed and resided himself back to his desk where a large pile of papers that needed his attention sat.

“Look I don’t know what’s making you so grumpy today but should I call Y/N?” Bucky huffed in slight annoyance and plopped himself and his coffee down on the sofa that sat opposite to Steve’s desk. “No Buck no, she’s got enough work to do as it is without me adding to the mix” Bucky just rolled his eyes at his friend and continued to sip on his coffee.

It wasn’t until a good hour later that Steve and Bucky heard a small knock from the door, the two shared a look of confusion between each other before Bucky enquired teasingly “Expecting company are we?” He only smirked at his friend who stood up from his seat and scratched his beard softly. “Maybe it’s Sam?” The blonde super soldier just shrugged at his pathetic answer and motioned Bucky to open the door. As soon as the door swung open, a squeal of delight rang around the soldiers ears and in tumbled a small three year old girl with bright, curious Y/E/C eyes and blonde hair.

“Daddy! Daddy!” The young girl only squealed louder at the sight of her father and ran to him almost immediately. At the mere sight of his precious little angel, Steve had forgotten all about the work he got interrupted from and all the stress he was burdened with - hell, he even thought it was all worth it just see that little rosey face lit up with glee consistently - unlike some of the children back in war-stricken Germany back in the forties.

“So, you were expecting company hm?” Bucky only hummed humorously at the sight of his goddaughter snuggled up in Steve’s strong baring arms. Steve just glared at him playfully and turned his attention to his overly-hyped daughter. “Daddy! Daddy! Did you see? I open’d de door all on my own!” The three year old babbled in triumph and clung her chubby hands onto her father’s hairy cheeks for stability “Yes Gracie, I saw it and I’m very very proud of you,” Steve laughed at his daughters adorable antics but still praised her all the same. “Now where’s my morning kiss, hm? I didn’t get to have it this morning!” Steve playfully whined at Grace - who’s face had turned from one of glee to one of shock horror - and like that, she planted her squidgy wet lips all around her father’s face, much to his delight.

“Hey! I don’t get no morning kisses so where the hell is my hug?” Bucky said incredulously as he watched the pair. Grace turned to see who it was who said that and her face lit up again “uncle Buck! Uncle Buck!” She squealed again and tried to wriggle out of her father’s arms - to which he let her go and allowed her out. Pondering for a moment or two, Steve began to wonder how the hell his daughter had got to his office in the first place until Sam popped his head in through the office door, panting and in a sweat with saucer-blown eyes.

“Oh god - I’m so sorry Steve - I - I thought I had her just for one second to put something in the microwave and - and then, she was gone. I’m so sorry Cap I -“ Sam heaved and caught his breath whilst trying to regain his composure around his closest friends. “Well, so long as she’s safe and she got here safely - then that’s all I’m concerned about. Don’t worry Sam, honestly.” Steve spoke softly yet firmly, patting the pilot on the back out of sympathy “She’s got one pair of legs of her, I’ll give you that” Steve remarked to himself as he watched Grave tug at the hairs in Bucky’s man bun hairdo.

“I wonder where she gets them from hm?”

“Shut it, Jerk!”

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Lunch time, Y/N favourite time of the day. The only part of her work day she can spend with her favourite person - Steve Rogers. As she was setting the last of the test tube rack back in the doctor’s lab fridge, three knocks rang out from the door and in came the devil himself still in his combat suit. This time the usual takeout meal or lunchbox had been swapped for her little ray of sunshine Grace Rosaline Rogers - who was eager to greet her in full force.

“Mommy! Mommy! Daddy said he’s taking us for food!” Grace squealed happily as her mom hoisted her up into her arms and embraced her dearly. “Is he now?” Y/N was quick to quirk an eyebrow at her husband who stood dreamily watching the pair’s exchange. “I sure am, but before that I think daddy serves a hug from mommy too, y’know.” And like that, Grace dropped to the floor on her own whim and began playing with the box of toys hidden under her mother’s desk as her father embraced his wife.

No matter how much she tried, Y/N couldn’t keep her hands nor eyes off of her Adonis-like husband as he wound his muscular arms around her figure, their faces into a mere inch or two away from each other “Hey stranger,” Y/N giggled to herself over the cliche one liner that got them together in the first place. “Hey yourself,” Steve smiled warmly back, his large hands slithering their way down to the blossoming bump that made itself very well known these past weeks.

“How‘re you?” He simply asked as he rubbed the six month belly contently. Y/N just laughed at Steve’s undirected question and tilted his head back up from her bump back to her. “Who? Me or the little worm within me?” A smirk graced her now glowing facial features as she spoke “The both of you,” Steve relished in his wife’s antics and kissed her softly and sweetly on the lips, their lips moving in such synchronisation that they looked like the main part of a movie scene.

Pulling away, Steve quickly bent down to place a kiss to Y/N’s bump where his soon-to-be son was taking residence. Instead of a little kick or two in response, Y/N’s stomach merely grumbled in response which easily made the couple snigger between themselves. “C’mon Gracie, lets go get some food for your little brother and mother,” Steve called out to his daughter happily, hoisted her up into his arms and escorted his wife out of her office, locking it behind him.

As the new family walked to the parking lot, Steve’s mind began to reminisce about a life without the love he feels today, without Y/N, without his angel Gracie or the prospect of having a mini Steve around the place soon enough.

Sure he’d been through a lot for a lot of people, he could barely count on his hands how many times he’d been so selfless time and time again but for now on, he knew that selflessness be damned, nobody was going to take away his family.

And this time, he wasn’t going to let anything get in the way of his family. Planes, work, the world or not, they were his treasures.

And he vowed there and then to keep them safe until the day he died.

A/N - Hey hey hey there everyone! Thank you so so so much for reading this kinda watery fluff one shot! This is my first time ever writing a fanfic so if you feel that there’s anywhere I can improve please say and once again, thank you so so much for reading! Byeee <3

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Fortunate masterlist

You and your friend get your fortunes told. the fortune teller then tells you that you are destined to be lovers and will soon be brought together by the powers of fate. Of course, you dont believe her. Fortune teller AU!

Bucky x reader

part one

Part two

part three

part four

part five

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Summary: When you’re invited to a couples’ retreat at work, you say yes to avoid further embarrassment, despite being tragically single. When you tell your friends about the situation you’re stuck in, Bucky comes to the rescue, offering to pretend to be your boyfriend and also have himself a free vacation to the Cayman Islands. (Fake Dating AU)

Last Updated: 6/30/18

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Love Retreat (Part 1)

Summary: When you’re invited to a couples’ retreat at work, you say yes to avoid further embarrassment, despite being tragically single. When you tell your friends about the situation you’re stuck in, Bucky comes to the rescue, offering to pretend to be your boyfriend and also have himself a free vacation to the Cayman Islands. (Fake Dating AU)

Word Count: 2,150

Warnings: None.

A/N: I had to. The idea popped up randomly and I had to get it all down!

There was a sharp knock to the door of your office, knocking you out of your work daze and you looked up from your laptop, startled. Thor’s beautiful smile greeted you.

“Busy?”

You shook your head, swallowing thickly as a beaming grin appeared on your lips. “No—No! Come in? What’s up? Something wrong?”

Thor shook his head and stepped inside, followed by the head of your division, Maria Hill. Your expression fell.

“Is-Is something—Is something wrong?” You felt your heart sink down to the floor, lead weighing a ton and impossible to lift back up.

Maria raised a brow at you and you momentarily thought you saw a teasing glint in her eyes. “We’re going around the office asking for last minute sign-ups to the couples’ trip we discussed in our last meeting,” she said. “You said you were going?”

Pulling back, you tried to school your features. You knew you had made no such promises, that Maria was baiting you. But then Thor directed his dazzling smile at you, and you were putty.

“You have to come,” he said, voice insistent and with a pleading note in it. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun and we all need the days of rest. Before winter comes along and kicks all our asses.” He made a goofy gesture with that and you laughed.

“I don’t—I don’t know,” you replied.

Maria tilted her head. “You don’t have to come with a partner.” Her smile was almost mischievous. She was baiting you. “It’s not strictly a couples’ event and we do want you there. You’re an essential part of our team.”

Thor nodded. “Yes! We will make sure you feel part of the group.”

Your eyes jumped back and forth between them. Maria looked like she was being thoroughly entertained and Thor… Well, Thor looked good. And you hated that he now saw you as this sadly single person who didn’t have someone to go with to the Caribbean.

The next words that left your mouth would continue to follow you for weeks after. “I have a boyfriend.”

Astonished looks met your statement.

You scoffed. “What? You two don’t think I have a boyfriend?”

Maria spoke up first. “You have never brought him up in conversation.”

“I prefer to keep my personal life private.”

“He’s never been around to any of the dinners the office holds, or the Christmas parties.”

“He is out of town. He does work, too, y’know.”

“What’s his name?”

“That’s the personal part of my life I prefer to keep private.”

Thor broke into the conversation. “So, you are coming? Splendid! I’ll sign you up! The trip just got ten times better.” He winked at you before striding out of the office, Maria trailing after him. She shot you one last smirk as she exited, causing you to smile back at her and hope that you didn’t look like you were lying through your teeth.

Once the door was closed behind them and a few seconds had passed with no surprise visits from either one, you deflated, releasing the breath you had been holding for the better part of a minute.

“Shit. Shit. Shit. What? Oh, my God, you’re so stupid. How could you? Who is gonna go with you on this trip?”

You spent the rest of your day wondering how you were going to climb out of this hole you had dug yourself in when Peggy called, reminding you that you had dinner planned with your closest circle of friends.

Steve, Peggy, Nat, Sam, Bucky, and you had been friends since your high school days, sticking together throughout college and into your adult lives. Once a month, Peggy arranged dinners in different restaurants across the city, places she found whilst wandering and wanted to try with everyone.

You promised you’d be there on time and hung up on her, already looking forward to the two hours of comfort that would await you with them. They were your best friends and you had been missing them more lately, as work got stressful and your crush on Thor got worse. It really wasn’t healthy, especially when he was in a long-term relationship with a girl you knew only as Jane.

Yet it was inevitable when he was as charming as he was handsome. He was what you’d define as your dream guy. He had it all. The brains, the looks, the charisma. Thor was the whole packet and every day he talked, smiled, and winked at you only made your crush deeper. You were fucked, and you knew it.

At home, you stayed in the shower until the hot water ran out, letting your muscles relax beneath the steady stream. You only got out when you checked the time and realized you were gonna be late to dinner if you stayed a little longer. And Peggy didn’t like anyone being late.

“We already spend such little time with each other, and you’re gonna be late? Might as well not show up!”

You smiled at this and got ready in record time. As you were heading out, your phone began to vibrate, and you felt another grin tug at the corners of your lips as you saw who it was. Bucky.

He was right outside your house. “You’re on my way to the restaurant,” he said. “Might as well go together.”

You greeted each other with a tight hug before getting into his car. He was beaming.

So, you teased him about it. “What’s up with you? Why are you so happy?”

He pointed at himself in mock-surprise. “Me? I look too happy?”

“You’re literally glowing right now, Buck,” you said, poking his side and causing him to giggle.

“I’m happy to see you, is all,” he said.

“No, don’t lie. Something’s up.”

He shook his head. “No, really. I’m just happy to see you. I’ve missed you so much.”

Pouting at this, you recalled that Bucky hadn’t been able to go to last month’s dinner. Work had kept him across the world and he had to take a rain check.

“I’ve missed you, too.” You were honest about this, taking his hand and squeezing it. Bucky didn’t hesitate to interlace your fingers. He always did this. “Did you bring me back something, though?”

“Duh.” He rolled his eyes. “You’re still collecting keychains, right?”

“Yes!”

He shot you a wink.

“You’re the best.”

“I know.” Bucky smiled before nodding at you. “What’s new with you? Tell me. Update me on everything.”

And so, you did, telling him everything you could remember up until the trip. “So, I basically screwed myself over by saying I was going to go with my boyfriend.”

Bucky quirked a brow at this. “Boyfriend? You didn’t tell me about that.”

You scoffed. “That’s because there’s nothing to tell, Buck. Trust me, you’d be the first person I would tell if I had one.”

“Still hung up on Thor, I gather?”

“Of course.”

He shook his head. “He’s just so charming.”

“He’s a dream, dude. I can’t get over it.”

Bucky pulled up to the restaurant, easily finding a parking spot. “But wait, if you said you were going to the trip with your partner…” He paused, giving you a questioning look.

You wrinkled your nose. “I fucked myself with that one.”

He laughed, closing the driver’s door and locking the car. He waited for you and you automatically looped your arm through his. Like this, you both approached the restaurant, where the rest of your friends were already waiting for you.

Before Bucky could ask more about your trip and your supposed boyfriend, you were being swept up in a hug by Peggy and Nat. The men greeted one another before you pulled apart from the girls and greeted Steve and Sam with a hug for each. Once the initial greetings were done with, Peggy separated herself from the group to enter the restaurant and ask the hostess for a table.

“What’s this place serve?” you asked Steve.

He shrugged. “She said it was some kind of fusion, I may have heard Korean, Peruvian, and Cuban.”

You raised both your brows. “This oughta be interesting.”

“Peggy says she came here with a few coworkers and was blown away by how good it was, and when has my girl ever disappointed us,” asked Steve with a smirk.

You conceded. “True. She has good taste.” You winked up at him and elbowed his side. Steve flushed red at this. And you burst out laughing. Despite the years, Steve hadn’t gotten better at taking compliments.

It was only a minute before you were taken to your table and you sat between Peggy and Bucky. The talking began automatically as you all updated one another on your lives. Nat and Sam were in the middle of opening their business whilst Steve and Peggy were starting to make plans to have children. At this, you teared up and hugged Peggy tightly.

“Oh, bollocks, I’m still not pregnant, stop crying!” she chided, despite the tears in her own eyes. You laughed and wiped at her cheeks, pulling away to continue the conversation.

Eventually, the conversation turned to your Caribbean trip and you explained your situation.

“Wait, so you said you had a boyfriend?” Nat asked.

“Yeah, man, I panicked,” you groaned, grabbing a piece of bread and sticking it into your mouth. Bucky looked on with a smile.

“What are you going to do when you get to the airport and there is no boyfriend to introduce to everyone?” questioned Sam.

“I don’t know, Sam!” you exclaimed. “I don’t know. I figured I’d fake a flu or something and opt out of the trip.”

Sam scoffed. “You got the opportunity to visit the Caribbean for free and you’re gonna fake being sick? You do that and we’re no longer friends. We’re done.”

You glared at him. “So, what do you want me to do? You think Nat would let me borrow you for a week? Wanna be my boyfriend, Sam?”

He laughed. “No. But Bucky here is as free as a bird. He can go.”

You froze, along with Bucky who was in the middle of chewing food. “W-What?”

“Yeah!” Nat piped up, her eyes wide in excitement. “That’s a great idea! You both know each other well enough for this to work. And it’s a free vacation for Bucky. He won’t say no.”

Looking at everyone around the table, you laughed at how excited everyone now looked before settling your eyes on Bucky. He seemed as surprised as you.

“You’d do this?” Your voice was low, almost shy. You’d have never thought to ask this of him.

Bucky gave you a small shrug. “Well, if you want me to. And like Sam said, a free vacation won’t hurt.”

You shook your head in disbelief. “Let me go to the bathroom first. Then we can talk more about it.”

He laughed. “Go.”

You patted his hand and got up, heading for the restrooms.

As soon as you were out of earshot, everyone jumped on Bucky.

“Dude! This is the perfect opportunity!” “You have to go!” “Oh, my God! This is the perfect chance!” “You have to go, or we’re no longer friends.”

Nat’s voice was the one who stood out. “Just the romantic setting for you to tell her how you feel.”

Bucky gritted his teeth at this. “All of you need to shut the fuck up before she hears you! And no, Nat, this isn’t romantic. This is going to be me being a good friend and doing one of my best friends a favor.”

“No,” said Nat with a roll of her eyes. “This is going to be your chance to show her what she means to you and that she belongs with you. Come on, Buck, it’s about time she knows. How long has it been?”

Bucky groaned, pulling his head back to look at the ceiling and avoid his friends’ eyes. They were insufferable.

“I’m not gonna say anything. We’re friends, and that’s that.”

“Yeah, except for that—”

“We do not talk about that time!” Bucky shot Sam a death glare.

Steve leaned forward. “Buck, you gotta take your chances, man.”

“She’s my friend, and I’m not gonna lose her over a few feelings I have.”

“You’re in love with her,” said Peggy. “That’s hardly something to wave away. You need to tell her.”

“No.”

Bucky pulled away from the table and straightened up on his chair as he spotted you walking back to the table. Everyone quickly quieted down, and you obliviously sat down and gave Bucky a smile.

“Okay, so I thought about it and what the hell, dude? Let’s do this!”

Bucky couldn’t conceal the surprise from his face, but he still grinned. “Okay.”

Everyone cheered, and only Bucky knew why they were so enthusiastic. He shot them all glares.

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Eve of Destruction

Summary: Everyone has a past, some more honorable than others. After a mission gone wrong, Bucky has no choice but to visit one of the darkest parts of his, the only glimmer of hope being you….if only you can forgive him after all this time..

Word Count: 2038

Song Pairing: Eve of Destruction- Berry McGuire

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     You pulled out your dagger from the body laying at your feet, “Oh fuck me”. Cleaning your favorite weapon you rubbed it against your leg, the blood not showing against your black pants. Bucky continued to hold Steve up, “Doll I had too-”.

“Don’t doll me Barnes, it’s been five years. You really think bringing pretty boy here is a good idea?”.

Sam began to get a little ancy, knowing that Steve wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. He parted his lips to speak but Bucky narrowed his eyes, silenting telling him to not make this any worse.

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