#lookingoodjohn

[ihadnothing]

Send ☺️💋 to kiss my muse to relax them. (from bucky) @lookingoodjohn

Coming home from a mission was always stressful, and while she was sure that no one had followed her back to the apartment, Natasha was always tense when she got home.

But coming home, also meant coming home to him, melting under his lips, Natasha let herself relax for a moment as he pressed kisses to her shoulder.

"You're distracting me," she complained. though her heart wasn't in it.

[wexarexmadxhere-archive]

@lookingoodjohn​​ Bucky & The Twins!

Wanda and Pietro both had heard about the program that was offering willing participants a chance to. Gain powers. Neither of them asked too many questions about it. They just knew it would get the off the streets and they would at least have a bed to sleep in at night, right? At least that’s how they looked at it. They had been given an address to show up at and weren't sure what to expect when none other than the Winter Soldier was waiting for them just inside the building. 

“I think this was a bad idea.” Pietro whispered to his sister as the large doors were shut and locked behind them. 

Wanda nodded her head softly as she stayed close to her brother’s side. “Too late now.” She muttered out as she looked behind them at the door. 

[kiissme]

          “Ah, the man of the hour,” her voice called out, the man that was to be her bodyguard for the remainder of the filming. Blue eyes looking from the hired arm to that of her director and agent. “This really isn’t necessary, I doubt much will come of this, just idle threats from nameless twits from the internet.” She was downplaying it all, of course. Inside, there was a bit of her that was frightened by the on-goings online. Yes, threats from anonymous people flooded the comments of her social media profiles to the point where she had to disable comments, something she thought she never had to do. Things were sent to the studio, and even to the location they were filming her latest project at. The price, she was told, on signing on to a contract deal on a mainstream franchise.

          The most frightening thing about it, wasn’t it was threats of hate or violence but that of love. Or, rather, the twisted version of it. To the point that her trailer was broken into though nothing had been stolen, yet it did bring the air of being unsafe that she never felt before. It was disappointing as she was known to adore her fans, always taking the time for interaction even if she was busy. Where would she be without it? Even then she knew it wasn’t all of them, but a small group of individuals that were taking it between that thin line of love and hate and her agent was afraid for her. And so, she agreed to a body guard to accompany her at all times.

          Yet it still made her feel self conscious for the need of it. Almost to the point of embarrassment. Felicity Harrington had never been in the protection of a bodyguard, never believed she was as important to need one. She was starring in an action movie, the first of many, she was going to be as big of a star than ever before. She should be happy, excited for this. And yet... But she wanted to be brave, to try and still enjoy this for what it was. “James, is it?” she asked of the man with the piercing blue eyes, offering a warm smile, “I’m sorry you’ve had to take a boring a job as this. Following an actress around all day and night, must be quite tame than your other jobs. But, my agent and director, they’ll make sure to get everything you need so it isn’t an absolute bore. I’m glad you’re here, though, I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.” A slight laugh given, “Well, I hope it is a little of a bore, because I’m certain nothing will happen. I’m sure of it. Did you bring anything? I don’t know how this works, you’re my first.”

you’re my first, @lookingoodjohn​ for bucky with felicity !

[demonmegcause]

'' you used me as a pillow. ' (from @lookingoodjohn to meg)

@lookingoodjohn

“You are the most comfortable pillow I’ve ever had in my life.” She giggled before looking up and pressing kisses to his chest and neck. “You didn’t move me so I didn’t think you protested.” Meg still wasn’t moving from her spot. She loved being this close to him. Being in his scent and feeling his heartbeat. Meg pushed herself up and kissed him on the lips.

[shyybzikx]

@lookingoodjohn​​

Anya hadn’t even noticed she had been chewing on her bottom lip too much until she could felt the familiar taste of copper in her mouth. She had finally found it, her file that Hydra had on her and she had really thought looking through it would have helped her with her memory. However, now that she was reading over the information they had on her, all she could feel was her stomach twisting into knots. They had known all along.

When she realized she wasn’t alone in the room anymore, Anya quickly shut the file and wipe her face, not even realizing tears had started to fall before she cleared her throat. She turned to see Bucky, a silent sigh washing over her as she gazed up to him. Well, at least it wasn’t someone else. “D-did um, you need something? Or had you planned on just staring at me today?” Anya asked, the sarcasm dripping from her. 

Granted, having him there now had an almost calming affect on her. She wasn’t sure if it was because they had both been through the same hell or if it was because they both had been from similar, yet different times.  Anya was glad he had come in when he had though, she wasn’t sure she could go over the rest of that file alone.

[athaexnen]

To say she had been surprised when she noticed Bucky walking in through the bar door, would mean she still had the capacity to be surprised. However, at this point, Anya felt like nothing could surprise her anymore. Having found her file and subsequently her memories back, she had left America and traveled to Saint Petersburg. She already understood she was over a hundred years out of time, but now knowing exactly what that meant and who she was had made her reflect...

In a bar in her home city, as she now stared at her former HYDRA partner. “I supposed you’re here for a reason?” Anya questioned as she furrowed her brows. “You didn’t have to follow me, I’m fine.” That was a lie. She wasn’t fine. Her former home down this street was now part of a museum. Nothing would make that okay. Nor the fact she was truly alone. Add that it was also almost Christmas didn’t help either. 

So maybe she had been a little surprised to see Bucky walk through, he didn’t have to follow after her. He had no reason too, at least in her mind. But she was also thankful for it, even if she wouldn’t say it out loud. 

@lookingoodjohn​

[secondchaircellist]

Audrey used the tongs to get the noodles out of the pasta water and dropped them into the sauce that was simmering on the stove.  It was around 7pm and Bucky still wasn’t home from work yet.  But with her being pregnant it was hard to wait to eat dinner when she was hungry.  She plated the spaghetti and sprinkled a little cheese on top, got herself a glass of sparkling water (though she wished it was wine) and walked out into the dimly lit living room.  

It was a chilly October night and Halloween was right around the corner.  She was excited to throw their annual party even though she was more exhausted this year. Bucky insisted in having it at a hotel in one of the banquet rooms instead of their apartment to make it easier for her with the catering and clean up.  Reluctantly she agreed, though vowed to throw a bigger party at their apartment next year.

She leaned back on the couch, propped her feet up on the coffee table and took a bite of food before turning on Halloween  -- a classic scary movie.  After a few minutes she heard the door unlock and it caused her to jump just a bit.  “Micheal Myers, is that you?” she called out with a giggle.  

@lookingoodjohn

[abbyissharp]

@lookingoodjohn || random starter

Abby tried to balance the files in her arms and her cup of coffee as she entered into her office at the university. Her two worlds were blending. The office was the only place she could fully concentrate. The compound was always busy, and there was always some sort of distraction at home. She could get stuff done at her office.

At first, she didn't notice anyone sitting at her desk, but when she flicked the light on with her elbow, she jumped at the sight of Bucky. "If you're here to talk me out of being a workaholic for the day, it isn't going to work." Though to be fair, she was sure he could talk her out of anything.

[justarandomgirly]

I just wanted to tell you that I love everything you post and that if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have such fantastic pictures for my Bucky Barnes RP blog, @lookingoodjohn, I just wanted you to know you're really adored for the content you have.

This means so much to me

[ihadnothing]

👑- Royalty AU- with bucky or steve your choice @lookingoodjohn

Natasha Romanova was a warrior, they said she'd been born fighting.

She'd been placed in this court to corrupt the king, but she found she was not alone in this endeavor.

The dark, brooding, knight that served as the king's right hand interested her. More than the king at any rate.

So she slipped into the barracks, she was not surprised to find him waiting for her.

"Good evening, Soldier."

[wexarexmadxhere-archive]

kisses (for wanda from @lookingoodjohn)

Wanda couldn't help but jump up from her spot on the couch and run towards Bucky the moment he walked in the door. They had been on separate missions the last month or so. So they hadn't seen each other in just as long. She jumped into his arms and threw her arms around his neck before she was quickly pressing her lips against his. Kissing him almost desperately before she needed to pull back for a breath. Her eyes stayed closed as she pressed her forehead against his. "We're not going that long without seeing one another again. I don't like that at all." She spoke softly as she kept her arms tightly around Bucky.

[unhclydiivinty]

Closed starter for @lookingoodjohn

It was still hard adjusting, thought raced around her head as she tried to change. But change is hard. Especially since everyday she had to try to cleanse away her guilt. Every day she tries to make up for what she's done. However, joining the avengers, she couldn't have been more wrong.

They were idiots, spineless fucking morons. Yet... Somehow they knew about her. They actually were here to help. Whether they always helped or not. She didn't like it.

It'd been a few days in meetings, before she started training. But the days came and she made her way to finally start doing something. Klara began meeting her coworkers one by one before she was finally face to face with an all too familiar man.

One from the past she wanted to escape, she had her coffee in her hand sitting on the couch in the lounge of Stark Towers a newspaper draped over the knee folder across her leg. Her black boot shaking as she tapped her foot.

'Usually no one's awake this early' she thought. Yet somehow she forgot some members of her team were coming back from their mission today. Well maybe she was never told. She sighed quietly as she heard someone behind her. She stopped her coffee and got up to turn around seeing an unfamiliar yet familiar man. However the shiver that ran through her when she saw that silver arm was almost too much to hide. 'How?'

"Bucky?" Klara gasped, her hands clamping next to her.

It seems no one ever truly escapes their past.

[itsnickfowler]

"Hey, Fowler. Been a bit of time. Thought you'd disappeared." He patted him on the shoulder. "wanna get a beer, shoot some the shit for a few hours?" (from @lookingoodjohn )

“Hey Buck, it has been awhile” He chuckles and gives his shoulder a squeeze “I’d love to get some beers, it will be nice to unwind a bit”

[athaexnen]

“  who  did  this  to  you  ?  (from @lookingoodjohn )

Normally Anya would never let herself get so rattled, nor would she have allowed someone to take her by surprise like she had been. It had been in broad daylight, walking down the street. "I-I don't know they just surprised me, I think they were from HYDRA," she tried to recall the few things the man spoke to her. The cut on her lip stung terribly, as did the gash in her forehead. "H-he said something in Russian, a-about going home?" Her brows furrowed as the whole fight began to play in her head.

She had been walking towards the convenient store when hands grabbed her, pulling her roughly into an alley. Her head had been smashed against the brick wall. Пора домой. Time to go home. The man had growled out and she could hear the sound of a switch blade unfurling before her instincts were able to kick in. The blade had cut her hand really deep. Anya hardly got a hit on him before he ran off.

That was when she had slowly trudged her way to Bucky's apartment. Why? She wasn't exactly sure. He reacted exactly as she thought he would and she just wanted to breathe. She was certain a lecture would be on it's way about how more prepared she should have been, why didn't she react faster? Her heart was still hammering in her chest though, she was still hyper vigilant and...scared.

@lookingoodjohn

[secondchaircellist]

Not exactly how Audrey loved to spend her Sunday mornings, but she had to work if she wanted to live in the city and eat.  Luckily for her school was paid for by the way of a full scholarship.  She had gotten a job at the cafe near her apartment building and worked four nights a week 6pm to 11pm and Sunday mornings 6am to 2pm.  With the early hours that didn’t make for a fun Saturday night. Plus she had to practice the cello in her free time.

It was almost 9am to the early crowd pretty much died down but it would pick up again around lunchtime.  There was only a few people at the chairs and couches sipping on drinks but no one was in line ordering.  She look the moment to clean up the counter, humming softly a song she had been practicing for school.  She looked up when the door opened and gust of chilly air blew through.  

“Oh my god...” she thought to herself when she straight at the guy who walked in.  There were many hot guys that came into the cafe but none came close to this guy.  He definitely wasn’t one of the regulars either.  She had never seem him around before.  Of course like most hot men in NYC they were all taken so she sorta gave up on thinking she had a chance.  The last man she flirted with ended up showing her pics on his phone of his beautiful model girlfriend.  

When he approached the counter, she smiled.  “Good morning!” Now that he was up closer she could see just how blue his eyes were.  Oh yeah, this guy definitely was taken and if he was single there must be something seriously wrong with him.  “What can I get you today?”

@lookingoodjohn

[abbyissharp]

@lookingoodjohn || sent Can I Kiss You?

Abby smiled over at Bucky. “Do you even have to ask?”