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[daenyara]

@polaroid-idiocity replied to your post “a concept: warlock!Bucky”

OH HELL YES

IK, RIGHT? Like, Bucky wearing a shit ton of rings... sexy af as it is... but also, him trying to use his powers for good because he’s ashamed of his demonic part,,, he always covers up his arm after a spell gone wrong fucked it up,,,, oooofff

[the-canary]

FABI! Can I get ❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ with Watching a meteor shower (from the sensory prompts) for Pietro? and to anyone else seeing this, SEND FABI SOME PROMPTS

“Where are we going, Pietro?” she can’t help but asks after leading her to a more secluded area of New York state. She didn’t know exactly what the runner had planned for their usual “night in” but he had made sure she had a blanket and snacks in her bag before he ran down the interstate. 

“You’re a little inpatient tonight,” he laughs once they are finally at the spot -- a clearing in one of the state parks. She wobbles as he puts her down as she still isn’t used to his high sides, but it was better than the first time they had met. 

He doesn’t say anything as she turns to look around to her used to her surroundings once more. Blue eyes sparkle in glee when she finally takes notice of the telescope. She looks at it and then back at Pietro a good three or four times as a huge grin lights up her face. 

“Is this for the meteor shower?” she gasps out, knowing that she had talked about it all week but Pietro had said nothing about the subject. 

Now, to have him doing this -- well, that was certainly out of left field. 

“--Food, the stars,” he starts off as he comes up from behind her, “and me, of course!” 

She laughs as she places her arms on top of his, “Let’s cuddle forever then.” 

And they surely did.   

[beckzorz]

Z?

Ahh thank you dear!!!

Z: Major character death–do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can’t tolerate?

Oof. Well, in the light of recent canon events, I’m starting to deal with that a bit.... but generally speaking, I don’t focus on death scenes. And in terms of deaths I can’t tolerate? This beautiful (tiny lol) angel

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[fiovske]

TUMBLR UNFOLLOWED YOU? WTF!

sgkdjg sara! tumblr sensed that I’m a shit and did you a favour

[cordytriestowrite]

Tequila and Terror

Loki x Reader

Halloween Theme One Shot

Summary: How about Halloween party where Loki shows up in his Jotun form and she falls for him as is? Requested by @wolfsmom1

There was a chill in the air as the month of October was coming to an end. Usually you would be excited for the drop in temperature but outside the popup bar waiting for Loki you wished it were warmer. The fake blood congealed on your face and arms made you shiver as a breeze tunneled through the side street and your nude flats, while working for your costumes need for bare feet, did nothing to stop the cold from seeping up to your toes from the sidewalk. 

Maybe this wasn't a good idea, having your third date with Loki on Halloween at the pop up bar Terror and Tequila, but you love Halloween and Loki was new to the concept and it seemed like a good idea at the time. 

"Come on Loki, it'll be fun!" You had pleaded with him, pointing your laptop screen in his direction. 

"It's a pop up bar so it's only open on Halloween."

His frown grew deeper as he pointed a long finer out a block of small text. 

"Costume required." He grumbled. 

"Yeah they have a costume contest too! Just come looking scary. Like, if it scares you, that's your costume."

Loki pursed his lips in thought, eyes roaming the page you were still presenting to him. He relented with a defeated nod. 

Maybe he was standing you up. Thinking back to that night on your couch you can see everything with a new perspective, see how you had basically bullied your recent romance into this event. Goosebumps erupted that had nothing to do with the late night and low temperature and everything to do with what could very well be the end of a promising relationship with someone you liked very much. 

A trio of axe wielding murderers gave you furtive looks as they walked around you and into the venue. It was getting packed and if you didn't get in soon you probably wouldn't get in at all. Your feet shuffled as you weighed your options. You could go inside and forget about Loki, after all this pop up was only here for the night. You could go home and crack open a much cheaper bottle of tequila and ruminate on the relationship that ended too soon. You could keep waiting and hold on to the hope he would eventually show up and then feel the slow drain of disappointment when he never does. 

The sounds inside the club were too loud for you to hear footsteps approaching. You subconsciously gripped yourself tighter as the night got colder. You watched your long sigh exit your mouth in a puff of fog. It wasn't that cold was it? You looked up just as your name was called.

Your eyes met those of a bright blood red. Your pulse quickened with a rudimentary flush of fear. There was something familiar about this person before you that kept you from running. You looked deeper, imaging the blue skin pale and smooth, the red eyes as a mirthful green. 

"Loki?"

He tried to smile but his mouth didn't do much more than quirk upward with a twitch. You assumed he could not move his face too well under the makeup and prosthetics. Knowing now who he was you openly ogled his costume. Your fingers reached up to gently run along a raised piece of skin.

"This is amazing makeup, Loki. How did you come up with this?"

He grabbed your fingers and yanked them from his face. It didn't hurt, but it was forceful enough to snap you out of your staring. 

"This is me. The real me. The monster."

You met his eyes and your heart sank. Beyond the shocking red of his iris you could see a weighty burden of pain and uncertainty. There was a vulnerability to Loki that left you empty and cold. You didn't want to feel this way, didn't want him to feel this way. With a steadying breath you stepped into Loki and wrapped your arms around his chest. He was freezing cold and your body reacted as if it had touched a block of solid ice. Your mind screamed for you to withdraw but you couldn't being yourself to flinch away from the man bearing his soul to you. 

"You're not a monster, Loki."

"Ye-" 

You didn't let him argue back. Your lips were planted firmly against his in an effort to keep him from saying anything bad about himself. You could feel the soft sigh of his relent against your mouth before Loki kissed you back. His arms wrapped around you and a shiver ran up your spine. You thought you would turn into a popsicle if you stayed in this embrace any longer, but who were you to pull away from the man who kisses like he is the god of it?

Eventually you couldn't even feel the cold anymore, which was lucky when the kiss turned heated as your mouths opened and tongues began to move with each other playfully. A high pitched squeal coming from the entryway of the club finally permeated your singular thought of kissing. Loki kept you close, leaning his forehead against yours.

"Thank you." He whispered.

Loki's skin was pale again, his eyes your favorite hue of green. You let your fingers run along the now smooth plane of his cheek. He didn't pull back from your touch. 

"Wanna skip the bar and go back to my place?"

Loki chuckled, looking beyond you to the crowded club.

"Absolutely!"

Loki practically dragged you away from the venue making you giggle and quicken your pace to keep up. Once you're next to him he adjusts your hands and interlaces your fingers. 

"Not to offend you love, but I'm not sure I am a fan of this holiday."

You look over at him, already thinking up ways to change Loki's mind.

"You'll come around on it, Loki."

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[wintersxsoul]

You Saw Me Masterlist

Soulmate AU.

LAST UPDATED: 24/06/2019

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You have the life you’d always dreamt of. The job of your dreams, the perfect boyfriend and the best group of friends. But what happens when that life is not enough and your soulmate is not who you thought it would be?

A/N: This whole was a project I had in mind since September but I wanted to have some experience in writing because I wanted this to be perfect. I don’t know how long this will be, but probably 15-20 chapters. I hope you love this as much as I do already.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12  

Chapter 13 

Chapter 14 (coming soon)

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

...

TAGLIST CLOSED!!

MOODBOARD BY THE AMAZING EXTRAORDINARY TALENTED BEAUTIFUL SARA @polaroid-idiocity I love you and I love how much you love this shitshow

[lunatictardis]

Six hot guys

Tagged by @swaanae, thanks darling

This is my cup of tea 😈

I don't know how I managed to put only six. Oh well, let's share hotties. I tag @sugarfreecapsicle @polaroid-idiocity @let-steve-say-fuck @all1e23 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor 💖

[daenyara]

ro... i may not be a huge buckynat fan, but We'll Always Have The Moon just killed me, (and I'm only sending an ask because I'm not posting endgame stuff until June(ish)), the Russo's could never! (all i can hope for BuckNat fans is that the blackwidow movies gives you some top quality moments (and some angst))

❤️❤️❤️ the fact that you liked it even tho you don’t ship them means a lot to me, thank you ily ❤️❤️❤️

as a mcu fan who hadn’t read the comics I didn’t like buckynat as well… I didn’t even considered it, tbh 🤔 I think I looked into it when @eldritch-beau posted something about the ship and then I read a few comic books so here I am, shipping them even tho it doesn’t really make sense in the mcu 😂

[the-canary]

FABI!!!! can i get “Are you still mad at me?” “Do you think I’d be knocking at your door if I was?” for the birthday boy?

Summary: Things go wrong in your first shared birthday celebration (HH!Reader/Bucky)

Sorry it took so long! 

“Are you still mad at me, babe?” he can’t help but ask cautiously as he see you standing in the front of his bedroom. Your hair was wet and you were wearing a whole new, more comfortable outfit in the aftermath of showering due to Sam’s and James’ food fight.  

It wasn’t that that bothered you, but everything that you had struggled so hard with to be perfect had been ruined in some way or another – the restaurant had closed down prior to his birthday leading to moving it to his apartment, the food came in late, the cake was even worst with Borky written on the cover, Sam and Bucky had gotten into a fight leading to massive food fight in the kitchen.

In the end, you ended up walking out of the room and crying in the shower. Bucky had had a panic attack as a result and everyone slowly cleaned and cleared the room out, as you ended spending all the hot water. It had been your first birthday celebration together in years, but it had been horrible. 

Bucky was sure with that blank slate of a stare that you were going to leave. He didn’t want you to, even if it was only temporary – the fear of your abandonment had always sunken deeper into his bones than he would ever admit to anyone – because he was slowly starting to realize that you had always been it for him.

“Do you think I’d be standing at your door if I was?” you state in a way, while walking over to him, that reminds him of when you had barely just started. 

Bucky always felt that he had to work twice as hard as anyone else that knew you now to get a reaction out of you – it hurt, though he knew why. Trust wasn’t an easy thing to gain back.

“’m—” 

“I’m sorry, James,” you state sweetly and softly while placing a hand on his damp cheek, “I wanted this to go perfect and it got out of handle. ‘m not very good handling all that.”

“Sweetheart–” he starts only for you to shush him with your thumb on his plush lips. You give him an weary smile and he comes to understand just how hard this might be for you.

“I’m not mad at you,” you admit as he grasp your waist in his hands, “Just myself, at how it all went.” 

“Sweetheart,” he finally moved forward as he sees how red your eyes are getting from unshed tears, “This is the best birthday I’ve had in a long time.”

You perk up just a bit, blue eyes staring into yours. Because while his family and friends (Nat and Steve with their married lives) spent some time with him, March 10th was always spent alone – you and all your friends and co-workers had filled his little apartment with such fun and joy. You alone made his life a whole lot brighter. 

“Really?” you croak out, trying not to break down right then and there. 

 “Scout’s honor, darlin’” he laughs as you lean in and kiss the tip of his nose. He gives you a silly grin and you can’t help but let out a watery laugh. as he follows suit. His eyes crinkling and not noticing you take something out of your pocket until the little item is hanging right in front of his face. 

Blue eyes widen as he looks at your soft smile, “Really? You sure?”

All you do is nod before dragging his face to meet yours as he pulls you onto the bed. The rest of the day is forgotten with slow kisses and giggles over pie and Netflix. 

However, Bucky’s heart grows with so much more love over the trust you have for him to give him the keys to your apartment – and Bucky can’t deny that it’s the best birthday thus far.      

[beckzorz]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award, you’re supposed to paste it in the ask of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out! Tag your it 😁😁😁

THANKS BABE <3

[notimetoblog]

Unfair

Summary: She can’t  help but get frustrated at her inability to leave behind little love marks, but Bucky doesn't mind. After all, it is his birthday and spending time with her trying to solve this dilemma is all he could've wished for. 

A/N: Hi guys!!!! It’s been exactly one month since I last posted a fic and im so excited to be able to share this one with you guys!! It is my (super late) entry to the beautiful @sgtjbuccky ‘s challenge! I am so sorry Sal, for taking this long to post! Thank you, though, for being so kind and understanding! It’s also Bucky’s birthday today, so I knew I had to write something fluffy just for him! Thank you all so much reading and I hope you guys like this one. 

It happened every time, and yet the little sounds of disapproval that came from her as she ran her lips across his neck, randomly stopping for a playful frustrated bite, always made him chuckle. 

She laid on top of him, both cozily surrounded by the mess of blankets they had not bothered to fix after last night’s pre-birthday festivities. Her warm body pressed so nicely against his as he wrapped his arm around her waist to bring her even closer. 

“It's not fair,” he heard her whisper, her breath tickling his neck as she found yet another spot on his neck. 

With furrowed brows she raised her head, staring back at him with those lovely eyes of hers. The morning light seeping through his parted curtains cast the prettiest of glows on her adorable pout. She was frustrated, and it made her even more loveable. If she didn't already have his heart, that little pout of hers would’ve won him over in a second. He couldn't quite remember what had officially made his heart hers, but that pout surely was at the top of the list — probably tied with the beauty of her eyes, the warmth of her soul, and the sound of her laugh. 

The happiness he was feeling at having her so close, feeling so wrapped up in her warmth, was evident in the way his lips so easily turned up into a genuine smile.

 “You already tried last time, doll, and it didn’t work.”

“I know,” she said slightly defeated, that pout of hers beautifully intact as she let her eyes roam his neck once more hoping to find the perfect spot. “Still doesn’t make it fair.”

He let his head turn to one side, giving her ample room to continue her exploration of his neck. The gentle pattern she was tracing on his neck with her soft, warm lips was enough for him to feel his eyes close on their own volition. The way her breath fanned across his neck raising goosebumps on their path had his breath quicken. She always had this effect on him. Always could make his already fast-paced heart beat just a little bit faster. Running a mile in less than 5 minutes barely had any effect on his breathing, and yet one simple kiss from her made him breathless.

And ever since she had discovered this little thing about him, their mornings would often be filled with this; her laying directly on top of him trying to find just one tiny spot where she could leave a slight mark.

Her discovery had come in the middle of an incredible night, one the Bucky often thought back to. He had let his lips and hands roam every inch of her body, had taken in those beautiful sounds he was bringing out of her, and he had playfully left a few marks where only he could see. Gently he had sucked a tiny bruise right below her collar bone, letting his tongue soothe and kiss over it, making her squirm much to his delight. With a challenging smile she had turned them over, finding the same spot on him but as she came up her brows had instantly furrowed.

“What?” he had heard her ask quietly only to have her bring her lips over the same spot again saying there for just a little bit longer.

“What’s the matter, darling?” he had asked after she had done the same thing three times, letting his hands continue to roam up and down her sides.

“It won't stay,” she had almost whined, bringing her lips back to the same spot for the fourth time. “It just disappears.”

“What disappears?”

“Wait, give me a sec,” he had heard her say as she found a new spot right below his jaw.

“You’re playing dirty, sweetheart,” he had chuckled as he felt her gently suck a new mark where most people would be able to see.

But there wasn’t a teasing look on her features. Instead one of confusion remained.

“Why doesn’t it stay?” she said a little louder this time, finding yet another spot.

“You haven’t told me what’s so confusing, doll,” he reminded her, turning his head to the side as she pressed her lips to various spots on his neck.

“The mark, Bucky,” she had said, frustration slowly seeping in her voice. “It’s there for like a second, and then it goes away. Look.”

With that, she had gotten up grabbing his hand and pulling him into their bathroom, the bright lights blinding them for a second.

“Look,” she repeated as she brought her lips to his neck once more, but his eyes had remained on her reflection. With the lights on, every inch that he had kissed was now on display for him; something she immediately noticed. “Focus Bucky,” she had giggled. Gently he felt her suck another mark, but as soon as her lips came up, he saw the slight bruise immediately disappear. “Why does it go away? I want it to stay, Buck.”

A chuckle had washed over him after he almost immediately understood what was happening.

“Darling,” he had begun, his arms wrapping around her waist to bring her close again. It hadn’t been more than a few minutes, but still, his body craved hers. “It’s the serum. You know how I can heal broken ribs in a few days? I guess I can heal your cute little marks in seconds.”

“What?” her voice had become scandalized. “How is that fair?!”

“I thought you liked the fact that I healed fast,” he had teased.

“Yes, when there are bullets flying in your direction, but not when I want to leave a little mark.”

“Guess you’re just going to have to try a little harder, doll. I won’t complain if you want to continue your study for a few more hours.”

And she had. Unwilling to give up she had tried her hardest but the serum, of course, wouldn’t let her succeed.

And now she once again laid on top of him, months later, her lips desperately trying to find just one spot that would succumb to her.

“You’re the worst,” he heard her whisper, her voice and the laugh that followed muffled by her proximity to his neck.

“I mean, you’ve only tried my neck, sweetheart. Who’s to say other parts of my body aren’t weaker?”

Her head instantly came up, eyes full of that playful glint he adored. He mimicked her expression, eyes playful, eyebrows wiggling, hoping it would be enough to lead them both to continue the fun they had started last night.

“I know what you’re thinking Bucky Barnes,” she laughed. “Keep looking at me like that and see what happens.”

“Is that supposed to encourage me to continue or threaten me to stop. Because I’m really excited to see what’s gonna happen if I continue.”

“Only one way to find out I guess.”

“It is my birthday today, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is,” she smiled, biting her lip in the way she knew made him go crazy. “Happy Birthday.”

“Guess, I’ll take my chances and continue,” he said, letting his eyes continue to gaze into hers with that playful glint.

“Oh, it’s on, Sarge,” she said as she let her lips crash into his with a laugh. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

His birthday was just beginning, but having her here, both taking their time to explore each other already made it the best birthday he’d ever had. 

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[cordytriestowrite]

Keeping Up Appearances

Bucky x Reader

Epilogue

Summary: When an old friend comes back into your life you struggle to maintain the lies you've told. Bucky Barnes has no idea what he's gotten into by agreeing to be your fake boyfriend, but you have no idea what to do about the very real feelings you have for him.

You were dead on your feet, barely making it through the door of the building before yawning to severely your body shook at the exertion. You blinked back the hazy grey threatening to overtake your vision. All you wanted to do was take the elevator up to your apartment, fall into bed, then sleep the ten hours until you had to start getting ready for your next job, but before you did that you had to check the mail.

"Morning beautiful."

Bucky's greeting barely registered in your tired mind, but the kiss to your cheek sparked a little more alertness to your senses.

"Morning handsome. Come with me to get the mail?"

You made your way to the wall of boxed, sticking your key in and barely able to turn before the overstuffed box burst open. 

"This box can't handle three resident's mail."

You grabbed and handful while Bucky grabbed the rest and read the front of each envelope. 

"You trying to kick me out, Barnes?"

Another kiss to your cheek and a mumbled,

"Never."

Sam's pile was sizable already with credit card offers, while yours was mostly credit card bills. The words were starting to blur so you gave up on your sorting and almost missed Bucky saying your name with another audible yawn.

"This is from Pepper and Tony."

You were awake now, Pepper's Name as effective as four cups of coffee. Your eyes cleared up and in Bucky's hand you could clearly see a large envelope and your name written flowy, gold script. 

It had been eight months since Pepper had learned the truth and eight months since she had spoken to you, not that you didn't try to reach her, but eventually you gave up and accepted that you had lost one of your best friends.

At least you didn't lose Bucky. In fact, things had only been better since that day. At the end of your lease you moved in with Bucky and Sam to save money and sharing a bed with Bucky, who was now your very real boyfriend, was worth an overflowing mailbox and the underlying smell of dirty socks that seems to have settled in the carpet fibers. 

"Open it, Buck!"

Bucky tore open the envelope, almost tearing it in half. He extracted an elaborate piece of cardstock and read it out to you.

"You are cordially invited to the wedding of Anthony Edward Stark and Virginia Pepper Potts on August twenty-seventh in Glasgow, Scotland."

Your smile was starting to hurt with the intensity of it but you didn't mind the dull ache. You got an invitation and that had to mean something. It actually meant a few somethings.

"We can't afford to go to Scotland in less than three months, we would never be able to save enough money for plane tickets and a hotel."

But Bucky was still smiling, fingers hidden in the remnants of the envelope. 

"Looks like we don't have to."

And with an exaggerated, and frankly embarrassing, flourish Bucky revealed two tickets to Glasgow, paperclipped together with a small note.

See you there!

-P

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[wintersxsoul]

The Underworld Is Nothing Without You

Summary: A tragic lover that finally finds his queen.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader 

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: It has a sad tone, thats basically it.

A/N: This is my entry for @bvcks 4.2k writing challenge and my prompt was  “I know, but you are the only reason I stayed.”. I am a total an absolute hoe for mythology, so I really loved doing this even tho my brain is fucking fried. Big thank you to Sara @polaroid-idiocity for this beautiful and amazing moodboard, I love you. Check her out because she is an amazing artist doing moodboards, with such a beautiful soul it makes me cry.

"Persephone kisses the snow because she knows even the coldest things need love. She doesn’t know winter. Only that she is the reason for it."

Bucky shivered the first time he heard you read that quote to him. He couldn’t remember who wrote it or the real meaning for the author, but for him, it meant so much it hurt. He saw you as Persephone, the Spring Goddess and Queen of the Underworld. He, of course, saw himself as Hades, cruel and dark, the one that carried a huge burden of violence and sorrow.

The first time you met James Buchanan Barnes, something in you awoke, even though you met him as The Winter Soldier. You couldn’t understand how a person with such angelical features could be so cold and merciless, but maybe that was his biggest weapon, those baby blue eyes could melt even the harsher heart. Steve told you everything about him, the way he had saved him in so many occasions, his warm laugh and the softness that those eyes held every time he looked at his best friend. It was impossible to understand how they could be the same person, coexisting with each other, but HYDRA took care of that side, turning him into a weapon, turning him into Hades.

Bucky spent months in a haze, the turmoil of memories and feelings that once belonged to him surging back. He felt so numb for years, hollow, being just a complying weapon that when Steve, all beaten up because of him , fell into the Potomac something in him, a soft cracked voice, told him to jump. So he did. And that single action, that simple act of selflessness was what drove Steve to look for him, Sam and you following him.

That’s how you ended up, three years later, curled up next to Bucky on your bed. Throughout the trials you were there for him, helping him to escape his nightmares, soothing his fears, taking him to therapy and being everything Bucky had wanted all his life. You were an agent when you first met him but after the fall of SHIELD, Steve took you in, so now you were part of The Avengers.

“You’ve been silent for the past hour. What is going on?” You beamed at him, but he kept staring at the ceiling, like he had been doing the whole afternoon.

“Buck, are the nightmares back?” He shook his head but never looked at you. You sighed, a bit exasperated, and sat on the bed. You were about to speak when he said in a low, soft voice “Why?”

You knew him too well to understand that simple question, but you wanted, needed , him to say it aloud.

“Why what , Bucky?” He looked at you and you almost gasped at the look in his eyes, he had been crying and you hadn’t noticed.

“Why didn’t you join the FBI like Sharon did?” He frowned.

“Because I wanted to be an Avenger, I wanted to be with my family.” You cupped his cheek with your hand and planted a small kiss on his lips. You loved him, you always had, but you knew that telling him might freak him out. He wasn’t ready.

“Tell me about Hades and Persephone again, please.” He smiled at you sweetly, making your insides churn. You leaned in and pressed your forehead to his, your eyes fluttered closed at the sensation of his breath ghosting your lips. He closed the distance, giving you a long sweet kiss, making you both gasp for air. He pulled you close to him, embracing you with his metal arm, cooling you down instantly. You cleared your thought and started to narrate the story you both knew by heart already.

“Persephone, the Goddess of Spring, enamored the God of Death and King of the Underworld, Hades. Overwhelmed by his feelings, he took her from her home to make her his Queen. It took time for Persephone to adjust to her new life, but eventually, she learned to love the Underworld and to love Hades as much as he did. Meanwhile, Persephone's mother, Demeter, the Goddess of Harvest, searched the earth for her daughter, only to find from Zeus that she was is in the Underworld, thus bringing Demeter into mourning and bringing winter upon the earth. Hearing this news from Hermes, Hades traced a plan: if anyone ate anything from the Underworld, they were bound to it, so Hades persuaded Persephone to eat some seeds from a pomegranate, therefore keeping her for four months of the year and the rest on Earth with her mother.”

“Don’t you see the resemblance?”

“No, why would I?” He would be lying if he said that question didn’t hurt him, but why would you see it? You couldn’t know he was in love with you, he never said it, but neither did you. You’d been dating only for a few months, so your feelings might be uncertain. Why would you love him?

“I...I don’t know. I just…I don’t know.” Bucky shook his head, cursing under his breath for being such a moron. You laced your fingers with his metal ones, and looked at his ocean eyes.

“Buck, we are not them. You are not him.” You caressed his face with your fingertips, tracing his strong jaw and placing a strand of hair behind his ear. His gaze was warm, full of adoration and love, and before he could say it, you knew it.

“Y/n, I love you.” Before you could even react or say it back, he pulled you closer, his hands shaking on your skin.

“That’s why you should’ve left when you could.” He said with sorrow making his voice tremble. You stare at him for a few seconds, your gaze softening at the sight of him opening himself, raw and honest.

“ I know, but you are the only reason I stayed .” He stared at you wide eyed, not knowing if that was a good or a bad thing.

“I stayed because I love you more than anything, not because you forced me to do so. We are not them, and we will never be.”

“That means no one is coming to take you away from me?” He smiled fondly at you and squeezed your hand, trying to ground himself after your confession.

You laughed and shook your head in amusement, this man was going to be the death of you.

Persephone fell in love with the soft parts of Hades, the tenderness and love he showed her, the longing gazes and sweet kisses. She ended up understanding why he acted like he did, his past was his own, but not really. He was who he was because that’s how they made him. Hades was made to rule the Underworld, to take care of the lost souls that were stuck there for eternity.

Hades fell in love with Persephone for her ethereal soul, the beauty she had hidden beneath her but what he loved the most about her was her fearless attitude, her strong character. She might’ve been the Goddess of Spring but she was nothing like her flowers, she was meant for more, she was meant to be his queen.

What myths will never know, is that it wasn’t Hades plan, it was hers all along. Persephone wanted to stay with her beloved, so she ate a few seeds of the pomegranate and told Hades what to do. She understood what Hades once told her: “The Underworld is nothing without you.” She understood because life without his love meant nothing to her anymore.

[lunatictardis]

I was tagged by @swaanae, thank you darling 💕

Name 10 different character from 10 different places (books, TV shows, movies etc) and tag 10 people.

1- Evie Carnahan (The Mummy)

2- Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes (from the MCU, sorry, they come together)

3- Percival Graves (Fantastic Beasts)

4- Èowyn (LOTR)

5- Peeta Mellark (Hunger Games)

6- Elizabeth Bennet (Pride & Prejudice)

7- Donna Noble (Doctor Who)

8- John Wick

9- Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

10- Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

And now I tag @polaroid-idiocity @peanut-butter-sandwiches @pinacotheque @sugarfreecapsicle @let-steve-say-fuck @hannie-c

I'm sorry I don't have many friends and I don't want to bother anyone 😥

[daenyara]

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[the-canary]

can i get 39. “You’re the stupidest smart person i’ve ever met.” with Heartbeat, Heartbreak!Bucky/Reader?

“You’re the stupidest smart person I’ve ever met,” she laughs –easy and airy– from behind him and Bucky can’t help but pause. He turns and looks at her with wide blue eyes as she hugs her side for a moment. 

Bucky had heard her laugh before, used to be able to do it in a blink of an eye when they were younger with a well-timed joke or an easy remark. A huff of air and easy smile – that was what he knew. It wasn’t the laugh he heard –hearty but brief– her shared with others…with Jane, Thor, even Sam and Loki. 

Loki of all people got to make her laugh, but he had never gotten until now – with badly baked cookie and a messy fort made of pillows and blankets on what he wanted to make an easy Friday night. The small electrical fire was almost worth if she was there shinning and showing her a new side. 

He stands there with a grin on his face as he pulls her still laughing body closer into his, kissing her softly in the aftermath of the happiness flowing through them.

He’ll be the biggest fool in the world if he got to see her smile and laugh like that again and everyday she would let him.