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A thing I am currently enjoying: at the VMAs this month, k-pop group Le Sserafim performed their single 1-800-hot-and-fun. However, they had to censor the title when they sang it and rather than the normal chorus line of "one eight hundred hot and fun" they instead went with "(pause) hundred hot and fun".

Why? Because apparently if you put a phone number into American media, Americans cannot be trusted not to call it.

This is wildly charming and absolutely hilarious to me. Apparently it's why phone numbers in US TV and film all start with a fake area code, too?? What a thing to be a stereotype of your people. Americans, explain yourselves. How does it feel to know that the rest of the world sees you as happy go lucky toddlers playing with the house phone while your parents' backs are turned? An absolutely Incredible reputation.

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Soundtrack (Song 2 of 5)

Word Count: 4582

Summary:  Steve is still human. He makes mistakes. Though you love each other so very, very much, you fear your time is running out.

Warnings: Language, angst, mentions of blood and injury

A/N: I’m sorry that this took so long. This series has been floating around in my head since before this blog even existed, so I really, really want to get it right. The song of the chapter is “Liar” by Mumford and Sons. Lyrics are in italics.

Song 1

That little episode made you both cocky. Steve left; you fought; you yelled, but at the end of the day, he still came home. At the end of the day, you forgave him and moved on. You loved each other, and that was enough. But it didn’t stay that way.

I know that things are broken

Because that one mission opened the door for him. There was always one more mission, one more bad guy, one more fight to be fought. It didn’t seem to matter when Tony told him it wasn’t worth losing you over. Losing you didn’t seem like a viable possibility anymore.

It didn’t matter when Bucky gave him that look, told him they didn’t need a punk like him around, that they could survive without him, that the same couldn’t be said about his family.

It didn’t matter when Sam looked him in the eye and told him to get his goddam shit together and stay with his family where he was meant to be.

It didn’t matter. Because it was just one more. It was just a little longer. Just need to see this mission through. Just need to see this guy brought to justice.

Just…

Just…

Just…

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Guiding Light (12)

summary: It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra and now, Bucky can’t breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can. pairing: bucky x reader chapter word count: 8.2k warnings: angst™, descriptions of a panic attack, cannon violence, references to suicidal ideation 🖤series masterlist // series playlist

Bucky could barely stand on his own feet, vision tunneling as a ringing burned in his eardrums. His breaths were coming in too short, right hand numb as he struggled to keep himself upright. He couldn’t understand how this was even possible; how had they done to you what they did to Bucky and no one even noticed it, didn’t even consider that there was something bigger at play, something evil and vile.

All this time he thought you were safe, thought the worst of it was over, but the rug was pulled out from under him and he was falling a thousand miles a minute, plummeting down to the very core of the planet itself and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

How did no one see this coming?

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💭 thinking about… 

𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍!

pairing : bucky barnes x reader warnings : hurt / comfort but mostly hurt, angsty, tfatws!bucky, crying, a little bit of fluff wc : 1.2k

you told him not to do it. you’d seen that fire in his eyes, the way his jaw clenched when that guy had started talking, pushing bucky’s buttons like it was some kind of game. you’d warned him, quietly, to let it go, to walk away. but you knew bucky, knew that there was only so much he could take before he snapped.

and now, here he was, sitting on the edge of your bathtub, bruised and bloodied, staring down at his hands like he couldn’t believe what he’d done. his knuckles were split open, blood caked on his skin, and you could see the beginnings of a black eye forming. his chest was heaving, his breaths coming in short, sharp bursts, and you could tell he was still wound up, still riding the adrenaline high.

“bucky,” you say softly, your voice cutting through the thick silence that’s settled over the room. he doesn’t look at you, doesn’t even flinch. it’s like he’s somewhere else, lost in his own head, in the aftermath of the fight.

you sigh, grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink. you’re not mad at him, not really. you’re more worried than anything, worried about the way he shuts down after something like this, the way he retreats into himself. you know he feels like he’s constantly fighting a battle, not just with the people around him, but with himself. and you know how much it scares him, how much he hates that part of himself.

“let me see,” you murmur, kneeling in front of him and gently taking his hands in yours. his knuckles are raw, the skin torn and bleeding, and you can see the way his muscles are still trembling, the way he’s trying to keep it all together. you grab a clean cloth and dip it in warm water, carefully dabbing at the blood on his hands. he winces, but doesn’t pull away, just keeps his eyes fixed on a spot on the floor, like he can’t bear to look at you.

“you didn’t have to do this,” you say quietly, your voice filled with a mixture of concern and exasperation. “i told you it wasn’t worth it, that they weren’t worth it.”

“i couldn’t just let them… ” bucky starts, his voice hoarse, but he trails off, his jaw tightening as he struggles to find the words. you can see the frustration in his eyes, the way he’s wrestling with the guilt and anger inside him. “i couldn’t just let them talk to you like that. they had no right.”

you sigh, your heart aching for him. you know he’s just trying to protect you, trying to defend you in the only way he knows how. but you also know that every time he gets into a fight like this, it takes a little piece of him away, chips away at the man he’s trying so hard to be.

“i know, buck. but there were six guys,” you say gently, “but you don’t have to fight every battle for me. i can take care of myself, and i don’t want you getting hurt because of me.”

he finally looks at you then, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain and regret. “i’m sorry,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. “i didn’t want to…i just…i don’t know how to stop.”

you set the cloth aside and gently cup his face in your hands, your thumbs brushing against his cheekbones. his skin is warm under your touch, and you can feel the tension in his jaw, the way he’s holding himself so tightly, like he’s afraid to let go.

“it’s okay,” you say softly, your voice soothing. “it’s okay, bucky. i’m not mad at you. i just…i just want you to be okay. i don’t want you to keep hurting yourself like this.”

he closes his eyes, leaning into your touch, and you can feel some of the tension start to melt away. but there’s still that heaviness in him, that weight that he carries with him everywhere he goes. you wish you could take it from him, even just for a little while, but you know that’s not how it works. all you can do is be there for him, help him carry it when it gets too heavy.

“i’m sorry,” he repeats, his voice trembling. “i didn’t mean to worry you.”

“i know,” you reply, your voice soft. “i know you didn’t. but you don’t have to apologize, bucky. i’m here, okay? we’ll get through this, like we always do.”

you reach for the first aid kit again, pulling out some antiseptic and bandages. as you clean and bandage his wounds, he stays silent, his eyes focused on you, like he’s trying to memorise every detail of your face, like he’s afraid he might forget.

when you’re done, you gently take his hand in yours, pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. “all done,” you say, offering him a small smile. “you’re gonna be okay.”

he doesn’t say anything, just pulls you into his arms, holding you close like he’s afraid to let go. you can feel the steady beat of his heart against your chest, the way his breath hitches slightly as he tries to keep it together.

“i don’t deserve you,” he whispers, his voice breaking. “you shouldn’t have to take care of me like this.”

you pull back slightly, just enough to look him in the eyes. “that’s not true,” you say firmly. “you deserve to be cared for, just like anyone else. and i’m here because i want to be, because i care about you. you’re not a burden, bucky. you’re never a burden.”

his eyes well up with tears, and you can see the way he’s struggling to hold them back. he’s always tried so hard to be strong, to be the protector, but you can see the cracks in his armour, the way he’s breaking down.

“it’s okay to let go,” you whisper, your hand gently stroking his cheek. “it’s okay to let someone else take care of you for a change. you don’t have to carry everything by yourself.”

and that’s all it takes. the dam finally breaks, and he lets out a choked sob, burying his face in your shoulder. you hold him tight, your fingers running through his hair as he cries, releasing all the pain and guilt he’s been holding onto for so long.

you don’t say anything, just let him cry, let him release everything he’s been keeping inside. and when the tears finally stop, when he’s too exhausted to cry anymore, you gently guide him to bed, pulling the covers up over both of you.

“i’m here,” you whisper as you wrap your arms around him, holding him close. “i’m not going anywhere.”

he doesn’t say anything, just buries his face in your neck, his arms wrapped tightly around you like you’re his lifeline. you can feel the way his body starts to relax, the way his breathing evens out as he finally starts to drift off to sleep.

and as you lay there, holding him close, you know that no matter what happens, no matter how many fights he gets into or how many times he tries to push you away, you’ll always be there to pick up the pieces, to take care of him when he can’t take care of himself. because that’s what love is - being there for each other, even when it’s hard, even when it hurts.

and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 10]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 3,000

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 9

“This is the most unsettling quiet I’ve ever experienced in my life,” Y/N told Steve as she sat on the edge of the bed and watched him pack his bag for his mission.

He gave her a look but kept moving around the room.

“Steve,” her voice was now low and serious. “I’m going to be fine.”

That finally made him stop and acknowledge her. “You’re still recovering. I don’t like leaving you when there’s a chance something could happen.”

“There isn’t a chance something could happen,” she argued.

Steve sighed and put his hands on his hips.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 9]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,500

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 8

“Y/N! Y/N, look at me!” Steve urged as he practically ran her to the medical wing of the compound. He knew the jarring that came with his rush was probably causing her more pain, but he had to get her to a doctor as soon as possible.

Her eyes fluttered open.

“You gotta stay with me, OK?” Steve practically begged.

She just nodded, failing to fight off a wince as her wound sent another wave of pain through her entire body.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 8]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,400

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 7

Y/N was mindlessly watching the television at the bar. 

Steve was running late. One of his briefings was taking longer than he expected. He’d already sent her three different text messages, apologizing profusely for making her wait.

But Y/N had a drink in her hand, so she didn’t mind.

“Mind if I sit?” A voice said to her right.

Y/N took her time dragging her eyes away from the TV, immediately knowing the voice didn’t belong to Steve.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 7]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,880

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 6

Steve was leaning against the doorway for one of the many labs in the compound. Y/N was sitting on a stool across from Nat. On the table between them were countless mock door knobs and locks. Nat was talking in an quiet and patient tone. And Steve could tell from Y/N’s expression alone that she was listening as intently as possible. “How long you think your boyfriend is gonna stare at us for?” Nat asked so seamlessly after her instructions that it Y/N had to process what she actually asked.

Y/N blinked and then looked to the door. Her face immediately broke into a loving smile when she spotted Steve. She jumped up from her seat and practically skipped to him, giving him a quick peck on the lips as her greeting.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 6]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,770

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 5

Steve almost found it strange how quickly Y/N and him settled into normal. They had already been through so much together that it wasn’t hard to settle into their relationship. Steve felt like he could finally be intimate with her and Y/N finally felt like should could trust him.

The hard part was Steve trying to balance having his own life while still feeling responsible for protecting the world.

Living with the love of his life was all he ever wanted. But when he woke up in the 21st century, he didn’t think that would ever be a possibility. So he dedicated himself to selflessness and made a promise to look after everyone but himself.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 5]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 3,110

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 4

October 18th, 1936

There weren’t many people at the funeral – mostly fellow residents of the apartment building and people from the neighborhood. All of Sarah’s family still lived in Ireland. The only person in attendance that was actually comforting Steve was Bucky standing close to his side.

Steve kept it together as the priest spoke his eulogy.

He felt too numb to cry. When his mom got sick, the doctors told him that the chances of her making it through were slim. He started expecting it, which was the worst part of all. Hoping for her to get better, but knowing there was little chance she would.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 4]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,800

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 3

Y/N watched with an amused shyness as Steve moved about his room, grabbing clothes for her to wear. She kept the blanket tightly around her body. Losing her clothes was one of the many downsides of time traveling. It was embarrassing and awful, and it only made figuring out where and when she was that much more challenging and awkward.

“Here,” Steve held out a pile of his clothes for her.

“Thank you,” she replied. But instead of going to the bathroom, she started changing right there.

Steve quickly turned around, ever the gentleman.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 3]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 4,267

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 2

Brooklyn, NY - 1934

It had been 6 months since Y/N had spent the night in Steve’s bedroom. Steve was starting to lose his mind, wondering why Y/N could never stay. Why did no one know who she was? Was she OK? Was she in trouble? Was she homeless? Was she even human?

Steve was only mildly convinced he hadn’t gone crazy by the fact that her appearance had saved him from getting beaten to a pulp by those bullies. If she’d scared them away, she had to be real…right?

Steve was sitting in a park, sketching her. A part of him was scared that if he didn’t, he’d start forgetting what she looked like. 

Who knew if she’d ever come back? What if that innocent night where they slept in the same room was all they got?

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 2]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 3,130

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 1

2015 - After the Battle of Sokovia 

It was a torrential downpour outside. Steve was questioning Tony’s design aesthetic of the new compound. It was all glass windows, floor to ceiling, covering almost every exterior wall. He could only assume what it was doing to his teammates that struggled with PTSD.

Steve was handling it better than them. But he knew he wasn’t getting any sleep tonight. So he went into the kitchen to make something to eat.

It felt like he was always hungry. He’d had the super-soldier serum running through his veins for years now, but it didn’t seem like he’d ever get used to this metabolism.

He wasn’t surprised to find Wanda, Vision, and Tony also in the kitchen. Steve smirked softly at the sight. They’d grown to become his family. It was a new feeling, not being alone. But the devil on his shoulder told him not to get used to it.

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Non-Sequential [Ch. 1]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 3,100

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Prologue

The next weekend, Steve had never been more excited to go out.

“What’s gotten into you?” Bucky asked as he tried to keep up with Steve’s newfound speed-walking.

“Nothing!” Steve tried to lie.

“It’s not nothing. I usually have to drag you to this clubhouse.”

Steve just rolled his eyes, “I’m looking for someone.”

That’s when Bucky had enough. He gripped Steve’s bicep and pulled him to a stop.

“Steve, what the hell’s going on?” His tone was serious.

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Don't forget about her name

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I was doing anything dvejrhejfhejfjfdjfj this fic is a mess but I feel bad there will be no part 2 y'all I'm over Chris Evans and his love for genocide joe

My Love Was Too Much For You ½

EDIT: I changed the end to leave you guys on a cliffhanger

A/N: Please be kind, I haven’t written in a long. Please let me know if I could have done anything better!

Warnings: Angst, Swearing and a bit of smut

As you stare at him, while he kissed his costar, you couldn’t deny the jealousy building up in you. You wanted to go and just grab him and pull him away from her but you knew you couldn’t.

You weren’t the jealous type… Or were you?

“Jenny isn’t even that pretty,” you thought to yourself.

You knew he wasn’t going to leave you for her, no. She was too cheery for him, too high-pitched. Ugh, her high-pitched voice was what bothered you. You lightly smacked your head. Clearing all the thoughts on an innocent girl who hasn’t done anything.

“CUT!” The director yelled as you let out a breath of relief. You saw them laughing, which made your insides boil. You rush over as fast you can, you had to let her know he was yours.

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