#bill spending that split second between learning what his soul is gonna turn into and then reincarnating fuming

[nenoname]

i generally prefer same coin only really affecting stan in the form of super vague echoes of emotion and even more vaguer super sparse memories

but also bill being super mad that stan both steals his soul and gets the powers he spent eons obtaining+mastering is super funny to me

[wintersxsoul]

You Saw Me (7)

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?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings: A bit of angst, a bit of fluff.

A/N: My lovely @all1e23 is the beta for this series so give her some love because she has to put up with my infinite bullshit because my brain was fried. A reblog and comment are always appreciated and what feeds my soul to keep writing. I hope you enjoy this as much as I am. In order to be tagged, please send an ask, I won’t be counting comments/reblogs or pm, I am a mess and forget it so please do it!

A soulmate is someone you carry with you since the day you meet until the day you die. It can be a friend, a lover, a stranger or even your greatest enemy. A soulmate is someone who impacts your life in such a way that you are never the same again.

Bucky felt something click inside him as soon as he saw you, a strong feeling of familiarity and calmness washing over him. He knew what it meant the moment you looked at him smiling and extended your hand. In a split second, he realized that Natasha wasn’t his soulmate and instead, it was a total stranger in love with someone else. He glared at you, turned around and left the room. When Nat entered the room, she found her boyfriend sitting on the floor, his arms wrapped around himself and clearly crying. She approached him and sat next to him, pressing her hand on his back, running it up and down his spine soothingly.

“Babe, what’s going on?” She asked, clearly concerned because she had never seen Bucky so upset since that time in high school when he got rejected for a piano play at the school’s auditorium.

“It’s her, Tash, it will never be you. It’s her.” Nat’s eyes widened at the statement letting a loud gasp, a deep sadness setting on her chest. Destiny had played with them all, making them think they could be that happy without consequences.

They both cried in silence, holding each other like their lives depended on it. This was the end, they both knew it.

Once you find your soulmate, all romantic feelings towards any different person are completely forgotten, so there’s only room for your soulmate. The date of the first meeting is etched into the skin, a strong reminder of the lifetime you have yet to spend together.

“What are we gonna do, Tash?” Bucky asked between sobs, his fear evident in his broken tone. Nat looked at him, a strong sadness lingering on her green eyes.

“We know how this works. You found her, so I have to let go of you. This won’t work and it will only be worse when you tell her.” Bucky started shaking his head, the reality of the situation hitting him.

He had tried to tell you, he had tried with all his heart, but when he saw you with Jake, he knew he had to spare the two of you the pain Nat and him were going through.

“I just saw his soul and he saw mine.” Those were Peggy’s words describing the feeling they both felt, so he thought that if he let you hate him, you wouldn’t see him. Everyone, even Jake, tried to talk some sense to him, encouraged him to talk to you, but after endless fights and tears, everyone just dropped the topic. And just like that, years went by, his feelings buried only allowing his fake hatred towards you, putting the blame of Nat and his break up on you, even though it was wrong and childish.

Bucky kicked his date, Dot, out of his apartment and started calling you. He had crossed a line he thought he would never cross, and he knew he would never forget himself for what he had said. He understood better than anyone what you were going through and denying you that help just to fuck was way too evil, even for him. Bucky rushed out of his apartment, dialing your number once more but to no avail. He sighed, knowing what would await when Tasha found out, but he pressed call anyway.

“Hello?”

“Hello, pal. I know it’s late but I...I fucked up with Y/n and I can’t contact her.” Bucky heard a sigh on the other end of the phone and he hit himself mentally for causing such a big drama just because he felt like being a massive jerk at 1 am. Bucky explained to Jake what had happened and after a long lecture directed straight to him, he discovered where you could be.

“If I do this, there’s no turning back, Jake.” He knew the warning would fall on deaf ears, but he needed to make sure his friend was okay with all of this.

“Buck, we’ve all been waiting for this moment since the day you saw her. I think it’s finally her time to see you.”

-

You were sitting on the swing, swaying slightly to the soothing and sad tones of your playlist. Song after song, you realized more and more things about your life. You weren’t happy working as a teacher, you stopped reading and writing just to dedicate your life to a job that just paid the bills. You had to fix a lot of things in your life, and you knew that moping around and pitying yourself wouldn't get you anywhere. The bone-wrenching cold air of the night made you shiver, but before you could even blink someone put a blanket around your shoulders, scaring the living shit out of you. You jumped off the swing with a loud shriek and turned to face whoever approached you in such a way.

“What the actual fuck?” Bucky was standing in front of you, his hands up in surrender and a genuine concerned expression. You glared at him but wrapped yourself with the blanket a bit more.

“We need to talk” Your eyebrows shot up incredulously and you repressed a snarky laugh. “Please, I know I don’t deserve it, but let me apologize. For everything.” You frowned but nodded, sitting down on the swing again, waiting for him to talk. Bucky sat on the swing next to yours, looking forward, trying to avoid eye contact at all costs. You could sense something was off by the way Bucky carried himself. He even seemed...defeated.

“Why now?” You sounded pissed and you actually couldn’t care less. Yes, you had been as hateful as him, but you would never deny your help.

“Because I went too far. I said something I don’t even mean and because I’ve been where you are.” You tried to answer but he held his hand up, stopping you.

“We had a rough start because of me, because I saw you as a potential threat because they all talked about you so highly, I was scared of losing them…” You scoffed but when he looked at you with tears in his eyes, your expression softened. You’d been waiting for this moment since the day you’ve met, waiting to know why he despised you so much.

“And then Tash happened and I just couldn’t...I just couldn’t stand you.” Bucky tried to make sense, he tried to tell you as much of the truth as he could. He wasn’t ready to tell you and he really wanted to apologize to you because of the way he had acted, not because he was trying to make you fall in love with him miraculously. He couldn’t and wouldn’t do that to you. He felt terribly bad for hiding the truth and he knew you deserved to know, but he just couldn’t.

“What happened with Tash? You broke up with her, didn’t you?” The aggressiveness in your tone was evident, and Bucky knew they all let her believe it was him who ended it all. He shook his head.

“I..I think that’s...that’s something you should talk with Tash.” Bucky struggled to say the whole sentence without stuttering that much, covering his mouth to stop his crying. Amazing, Barnes. He rolled his eyes at himself.

You apologized, seeing that the reason why you hated him wasn’t even a plausible reason anymore. He extended his hand for you to shake it.

“Nice to meet you, Bucky. It took us almost nine years to get our shit together.” You smiled at him, a sudden warmth spreading through your chest. You frowned but ignored it, you had a long day and a much longer night.

“Nice to meet you too, darlin’. Finally we get to see each other for who we really are.” He smiled back at you, shaking your hand firmly.

“Two assholes?” You laughed and he joined you, nodding at you. Bucky felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, the burden of this hateful and poisonous relationship finally gone. Everything with you felt natural and he hated himself for having missed all these years but he couldn’t do that to Jake nor to you. As him and Nat had learned, destiny always had its ways and sooner or later, something had to come between you and Jake.