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Lighthouse
Takes place in TFATWS when Ayo disarms Bucky, quite literally. (The betrayal on his face breaks my heart 😭)
The Dora milaje were here to arrest Zemo but John being John started yapping his smart mouth and now they were fighting a fight that was simply not theirs.
“Ayo, let’s talk about this” bucky’s voiced out his frustration while blocking every attack that came to him.
Ayo was far too angry to listen to any reasoning what so ever. The grace period she granted Bucky was up and now she will have it her way.
Y/n’s training with Natasha picked up as she fought hand to hand with one of the milaje’s and it was safe to say that she was falling short.
The kings guard moved with grace that was out of this world. Every move was precise and thought of before execution. John walker, the high and mighty new captain America was losing the fight and he knew it. His spirit was breaking with every second that passed in combat. Bucky was faring well compared to us. Ayo and him fighting looked more like a choreographed dance piece.
Before the situation could escalate even more, Ayo touched bucky’s shoulder in a certain way like she was punching in a code. And in a blink of an eye the vibranium arm that was gifted to him by the wakandian king fell to the ground.
The sound of it hitting the floor stopped them in their advances.
Disbelief was clear in bucky’s eyes but there was something else shining through them.
“Bast damn you,James” Ayo walked away from him to find that Zemo had already escaped.
Bucky bent down to retrieve his fallen arm. eyes trying to comprehend everything that just happen
“ did you know they could do that” sam stole the words straight out of Y/n’s mouth.
Bucky reattached his prosthetic while the plates of vibranium screamed as they took their place once again and with a swing of an arm came the answer “no!”
Walker and Lemar left the scene as soon as Dora milaje were out of the door. Sam left to trace the sokovian’s whereabouts. That was an hour ago. There were no words spoken since then. His silence was killing her, anyone with eyes could see that something was bothering him.
Bucky was sitting on the bar stole nursing a glass of whiskey that was doing nothing for the super soldier.
“Are you okay?” He didn’t look interested in a conversation but she needed him to talk before he found himself at the bottom of a whiskey bottle
“ hey, talk to me” her hand ghosted over his shoulder wondering if it was wise to trouble the already troubled man.
“They don’t trust me” his voice defeated, barely above a whisper. His eyes glancing at his arm like he was disgusted by it. Hydra’s fist. The arm was made of vibranium now the dark colour muted under the light but all he could see was the shine of the silvery metal and the red star that haunts his dreams. He never wanted to be what hydra made him but fate decided his path for him. His past was something he wanted to run from but never could.
“What?” She couldn’t understand.
“They never trusted me, nobody does, they made a fail safe in case they wanted to immobilise me” the rage was quite evident in his voice. He turned to find her eyes, his ocean blue were glistening with unshed tears, the thought that they were never confident that he wouldn’t betray them kills him. Even after freeing his mind from the clutches of hydra, they still deemed him as a threat.
“I do…. I trust you” her voice never wavered.
“I trust you with my entire being”
The calm flowed over the storm. His eyes soften, like her words were pulling him back from the edge
Her eyes never left his as she stepped forward pushing herself into his space. He tried to find any traces of deception in hers
Carefully she found his fingers as a way of testing her limits, and when he showed no signs of objection she brought his vibranium arm up to her face, Cradling his hand in hers, she placed his open palm over her cheek. The cold of the metal was comforting against the heat that was slowly finding it’s way over her face. His breath hitched like his body was screaming at him to get away but he stood still. He allowed himself to touch her.
The shiver that left his body at this action made him realise that no one has touched his bionic arm this softly before, nothing was this careful with this curse that hydra bestowed upon him. Everything that he did with his metal arm was brutal and damaging , if anything, his time as the winter soldier was a solid proof. But this was different, this was caring, comforting, protecting.
The moment she laid a fleeting kiss on the inside of his wrist was the moment he decided, He wanted to frame this moment. Carve it in the deepest parts of his brains, so that when the nightmare came rushing ashore…
She will be his lighthouse.
#bucky barnes#marvel#bucky x reader#bucky barnes x reader#tfatws#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes fluff#james buchanan barnes#mcu x reader#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes x y/n
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I can’t lose you too
What if in the endgame where Steve decides to go back to Peggy, Bucky wasn’t the only one he was leaving behind.
Steve was peering out the window, the sound of her voice travelled through the room.
“Let me come with you, it will be quicker that way” still with his back turned to her. He said nothing.
Something was wrong, the air felt heavy and now she was growing restless. It wasn’t like Steve to tune her out like this ever. Millions of thoughts raced through her head.
Her hand found his back, she could feel his heart beating out of his chest.
“Steve?”
“I saw her again … when I was in the quantum”
Her steps faltered. It was like time stood still, his voice shivered, the words fell out of his mouth like it was the only thing he could think of right now.
Deep down She always knew Steve was never hers, not even when he whispered sweet nothings while they lay together in their bed. But she loved him like a moth loves the flame, knowing that it will destroy itself if it got to close. The thought of falling never scared her because he was the one breaking it, but right now she realised that there was no safety net, she was falling and will bite the concrete.
After what felt like eternity, she found her voice again,
“You not coming back are you?” The question came out more like a statement. She knew what was going to happen but she was not ready to accept it.
His body grew rigged, back turned like he was hiding from her. He was about to put himself first for once in his life and that was eating him from the inside. Steve closed his eyes hesitant but his voice cut through the thick silence in the room like a knife
“I have to take this chance” for the first time after she entered the room his eyes found her, reasoning came forward like he was trying to convince them both.
It started pouring, the sound of rain brought no comfort.
The world was okay, hard but breathable before this time heist they went on to bring everyone back. she was okay because at least she had him by her side.
But when the dust settled, they won, the great titan was defeated, the avengers once again saved the day, saved the universe this time but at what cost.
she had lost everything in the aftermath, her best friend, the man who was her mentor the people who made her feel human after everything she went through and now she’s about to lose the last string of peace she had left. She was about to lose the love of her life.
“Please don’t” A plea not rip her apart.
“Please” her voice barely a whisper like she can’t even comprehend him not being here.
“I can’t lose you” “please” she could see he has made up his mind
“Listen to me” his hands tried to find hers but she pushed him back, like his touch was burning her skin
“No you don’t understand, I’ve lost everything, I can’t lose you too”
Her words were tearing him into pieces.He loved her, she was the only one who made him feel like himself again. She was the one who ignited the fire that turned cold when he went into the ice trying to save New York. He found his second chance at love with her, But after seeing Peggy again after so many years, he could not take being away from her again. This was his chance, his chance to fulfil his promise, the promise he made to save a dance. A dance that was pending for a really long time. A chance to get everything back that he lost when he went into the artic 78 years ago. He cannot lose this again, he cannot lose her again.
“Shh” he brought her into his arms, trying to calm her down. But the arms that once felt sheltering now felt suffocating. The idea that trying to bring everyone back, trying to mend a broken world has destroyed her own. She lost Natasha, then Tony and now Steve
This revelation made breathing difficult.she wanted to run away, run away from the possible tomorrow that will leave her with ruins, run away till she could feel her lungs bleeding.
So she did exactly that.
Steve watched her go, he wanted to follow her, console her, bring her back into his arms where he could shield her from everything, but this time he couldn’t bring himself to, because this time he was the one responsible for breaking her.
#steve rogers#avengers endgame#marvel#steve rogers imagine#steve rogers angst#steve rogers x reader#steve rogers blurb#marvel imagine#marvel mcu#mcu x reader
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COA by @the-darklings
has anyone else ever had a fanfic that just... haunts them? like it's been months and maybe even years since you read it, but it just lingers with you and you can never truly leave behind the imprint it made on you? and maybe it's just a single line, one sentence that you can't shake off, that takes up residence in your mind and stays there, feeding into your psyche and subtly influencing your brainspace and maybe even your writing or other works?
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As the protest and revolution surges , I think it's high time that the government should criminalize marital rape too.
Being married doesn't mean it's always a yes
A "NO" means a "NO"
India is among the 36 countries who still hasn't criminalized marital rape
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Just so everyone know
As you're reading this ,
A woman is being raped after every 15 mins
A girl child is being killed after every 3 mins
And a bride is burnt after every hour
But it's not a big deal right ?
Or is it ?
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I'm enraged.
Should we stay silent now too ?

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Growing up I always watched movies, documentaries, tv shows and read books about atrocities committed by people in history and thought.. how did this happen and why did no one do anything? Why did governments not intervene? Why did public figures not speak out? How did they get away with it? it? Most importantly how did human treat other humans like that? Where was the compassion?
I'm ashamed to say that in 2024 I now have the answers. The government's gas lighting and complicity, the media dehumanising, ignoring and bias reporting, the huge companies funding and supporting, the public figures choosing to stay silent, the ordinary person pretending "they don't know enough" this is how we've allowed this to happen time and time again..
In the past we could forgive people for not having enough information, not having access to it, not being able to hear the stories of the horrors, to be able to see it with their own eyes..

In 2024 you can't pretend you "don't know enough" you can't pretend you don't see innocent children, men, and women being brutally killed by sadistic, genocidal leaders and their war crimes.. you can't ignore the 100's and 1000's of videos, images, stories and people who are telling you what is happening.. the sheer horror of images we are seeing.. you can't ignore the countless protests, discourse, conversations, posts, live feeds etc.. history will judge your inaction, your silence, your ignorance..
This is not a war.. this is a genocide.. this is massacre.. there are no sides..
Also please don't forget the innocent people suffering in Sudan and Congo they need our voices too!
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I am consumed by fear that my mother might die in Gaza while I am far away, unable to help her. The thought of her suffering alone in such a dangerous place breaks my heart. I feel so helpless and terrified, knowing I can't be there to protect her or bring her to safety. Every day is filled with anxiety and dread, as I hope and pray for her survival amidst the chaos.

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This elderly woman was one of the leaders of demonstrations against the Vietnam War in 1968, when she was a student at Columbia University. Today, 56 years later, she returns to the same place and says, "Palestine must be free."
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cant get more fascist police state than snipers on rooftops overlooking peaceful protests.
this is what democracy looks like.
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