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[mushrubes]

Sit in the shower

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Pairing : Bucky Barnes x (they/them) Rogers! reader

Type : fluff

Warnings : Swearing, vomiting

Word count : 1.6k

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“Alright. Come on, lean over the bowl and I’ll handle your hair.” Bucky ordered softly, gently helping them over to the sink. “Oh, God, my stomach. Here I go.” Y/n gasped, gagging as Bucky grimaced. He had gotten a call from them, obviously drunk from having gone out with Natasha and a few other friends. He had come to pick them up as soon as he could, Y/n declaring he was ‘ruining the party’ as he took them back to his shared flat with Sam. “Don’t throw up on my bathroom m- oh no. Oh, God. I spoke too soon.” Bucky groaned, wincing as he watched his clean mat get covered in their drink and food from the past few hours.

“Pass me the water, please. I need to get the taste out.” Y/n requested, Bucky wating no time in handing the cup over knowing how gross it was.  “Thank you.” Y/n breathed out, taking another gulp of the cold water which relieved them. They groaned, Bucky rubbing their back. “Still feeling nauseous?” he asked, knowing the answer by the look on their face. “And dizzy.” they added, letting out a groan as they rubbed their head, throbbing with pain. “Sit down.” he instructed, pushing on their back lightly. “Sit down? Shouldn’t I stand up?” they argued, the alcohol still evidently in their system. “No, no, no, no. You’ll fall over. I’m not having you crack your head open. Just sit in the shower and let me wash the vomit out of your clothes.” Bucky reminded, guiding them down gently as he grabbed the shower head and started to spray their top.

The water had barely touched them before he had started to complain. “Ah, too cold!” they shouted, Bucky telling them to quiet down as Sam was asleep in his room, the walls not the thickest. “Cold is good. It’ll sober you up.” he chuckled, knowing they wouldn’t hear what he said. “It’s freezing. I’m not staying still if it’s that cold.” they huffed, folding their arms in their chest and moving side to side as he tried. “Fine. Here. Maybe just take your shirt off so I don’t have to spray cold water on you.” he ordered, Y/n wasting no time in taking their shirt off as Bucky’s cheeks reddened and he handed them a spare shirt back. 

“This is nice. And gross.” they spoke up, pulling their shirt down and looking up at the man as he stood in front of the sink, cleaning the vomit off. “Nice?” he questioned, looking back at them for a second, raising an eyebrow at their choice of words. “You’re here. You’re taking care of me. You love me.” they grinned, playing with the hem of their shirt. Bucky’s breath hitched as he carried on, scrubbing the stuff off before spraying it with more water and a bit of cleaning spray before putting it in the washing machine.  “Yes, because you’re my friend.” he responded, hoping they’d ditch the subject as he didn’t want to remind himself of the current situation between them two of them. “No...no, you love love me. Like, you’re in love with me.” they bragged, their head tilted as they watched his every move.

“I’m taking care of my friend.” he assured, sitting down in front of the washer and running a hand through his hair. ” And that’s love-ly. Heh.” they giggled, Bucky sending them a small smile and shaking his head at them.  "I told you a few days ago. I do want you in my life, but romantically speaking, you should find someone better. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I hurt you again.” He started, frowning as he remembered the conversation they had, the broken look on their face as they heard his words and the guilt that swarmed him when he was told how hurt they were from his actions. “So yes, I love you, and I care very much about you, but as my friend.” he insisted, sighing to himself. 

“So then why are you here? Helping?” Y/n asked, shaking their head at his words. Bucky didn’t respond, staring at something on the floor as he zoned out. "What kind of ‘friend’ drives over an hour, in the rain, to pick me up at three am?” they reminded, Bucky biting his lip as he was aware they were right - not everyone would do that. But knowing they were out there, that drunk and vulnerable - he couldn’t go back to sleep knowing they weren’t home safe. “Look at me. I’m wasted. You could’ve called my brother, he lives way closer.” they suggested, Bucky snorting at the mention of Steve, knowing he’d be very disappointed and probably slightly angry at not only Nat and their other friends but also at them.  “Yeah, but your brother wouldn’t have been too happy.” he shook his head, knowing his best friends view on that.

“Who cares? A normal friend wouldn’t, but you do.” they breathed out, Bucky getting up and shaking his head as the washer beeped. “Y/n. You know what I said about not-” he started as he took their top out, putting it on the rack to dry while they cut him off. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Blah, blah, blah.” they taunted, rolling their eyes at him, now slightly more sober. “I know. You told me. And you’re right; of course, you are.” they groaned, nodding their head at the male who was leant against the sink basin.  “Because yeah, I can’t go through all our old stuff again. It made me and my mental health very, very sad about you and your mental health.” they said, referring to Bucky and his therapy sessions he legally had to do until they deemed him as okay, arguably making him worse than he already was. “You know I haven’t told anybody we’re friends again? They would murder me.” they exposed, Bucky wincing at the information.

“You needing to convince all these people that I’ve grown makes me realise I had a heavy impact on you.” he said, face palming and nervously clearing his throat. “I feel terrible.” he admitted, sitting back down and throwing his head back. “Exactly.” Y/n agreed, a silence setting over. “But you know what?” they spoke up, Bucky looking at them. “I still love you. You know that. But you know why?” they confessed, Bucky feeling butterflies as he saw the glint in their eyes that only ever appeared when they looked at him, unaware his did the same. “You said that no matter if I still feel something for you, you won’t leave me. We’re still friends.” they paused, their voice cracking as their breathing got heavier. “And I just feel- I’m-” they stuttered, their eyes misting over. “Fuck. I wasn’t supposed to cry.” they groaned, feeling the tears roll down their face.

“It’s okay. Come here.” Bucky comforted, opening his arms as they moved over, sitting in his arms and resting their head on his shoulder. “You’re just- always taking care of me- wanting to be in my life- and that- that makes me love you.” they confessed, silently debating whether to carry on or not.  “So much.” they finished, Bucky’s heart swelling and pressing a soft kiss to the top of their head. “Which is stupid, because you’re taking care of me by helping me move on from you and find someone else.” they huffed, Bucky letting them talk at him while he just listened. “I know I’m emotionally intelligent, so why am I always so stupid with you?” they wondered, Bucky frowning as they called themself stupid. “And I’ll forget I said this in the morning, so promise you’ll keep all of this a secret from me when I wake up. Shhhh.” they laughed, pressing a finger to his lips.

“Promise.” he smiled comfortingly, pressing a kiss to their finger making them smile at him. “Good.” they paused, playing with his metal hand with their hands. “Maybe you’re right, we aren’t compatible that way. Nor do I want to risk losing you again.” they spoke out, Bucky’s heart sinking as he realised his own emotions and feelings. “I’m willing for us to date other people and see if there’s something better, like you said.” they continued, jealousy making its way into Bucky’s head as he thought of them with someone else. “Maybe it’s the lovesick, stupid delusions talking.” they rambled, Bucky tapping them to move, as they got off him, letting him stand up. “But I want us to become right for each other.” they confessed, Bucky stopping in his tracks as he heard their words. “You’re the only ‘someone better’.” they finished, standing up next to him as silence swept over once again, the pair staring at each other with a loving and understanding gaze.

“Lean forward. Let me wash some of this out of your hair, too.” he instructed, clearing his throat. He grits his teeth as he saw the look of disappointment on their face, still following his orders and leaning over the sink, some of it damp from the vomit. “Okay.” they gave in, too tired to argue with the soldier. He took a deep breath as he gently washed it out, picking up a towel and drying the ends of their hair. “You want to know something? Not that you’ll remember it.” he asked, Y/n humming in curiosity. “I want us to be right for each other, too.” he mumbled, putting the towel down and placing a hand on their cheek. “I’ll wait for years until I’m absolutely sure of it.” he assured, caressing their cheek and pressing a kiss to the other. He pulled away, both of them missing the touch already. “Until then, I’m just your friend.” he reminded, smiling sadly and guiding them out the bathroom and into his room, letting them sleep in his bed for the night. “Who loves me.” they questioned, their head tilted as they got into his bed, looking at the brunette who was leant against the doorframe, a soft grin on his face.

“Who loves you.”

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Part 2 <3

[buckys-little-belle]

Hey, saw you wanted head cannon requests so I am here to give some.

So a little who loves fall! Apples, leaves, smells, cider, halloween, bats, costumes, all of it! I love fall so so much, so I think fall headcanons would be so cute!

I personally like the marauders, but I know you don't write for them all the time, plus I also like others! (And I can't pick lol) so steve/bucky, to steve/eddie, to Marauders, I love them all so much and I love how you write them!

I personally am masc/enby so if your ok with writing the headcanons either masc or enby that'd be great, but if not, fem works, too.

I love your writing either way. Have a nice day! Or night!

-The small Rat Boi

Fall Fan

Marauders (Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter) x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

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Notes -

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW!

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The boys, especially Remus, love fall. It's pretty, and it's still nice enough outside to go for walks, but also cool enough that a cup of tea and it's steam helps warm a chilled nose.

The three of them loved it even more after they met you, a true Fall Fan. You loved every aspect of it, the apple orchard, the pumpkin patch, halloween, falling leaves, everything.

So the boys dive head first into fall now that you're stuck by their sides.

They 100% plan group halloween costumes! They'll buy everything they need from the thrift store, and they'll sew things/glue things if need be. You get to pick what the theme is, but you leave the adult stuff like hot glue, sewing needles, and the pain of having to somehow make retractable bat wings to them.

They definitely hand out buckets of candy to the others in the dorm, making sure you get to go trick or treating from room to room. Filling your pillow case with small snacks that are somehow all your favorite things ...

Remus is a amateur photographer, so when fall comes around he makes you, Sirius, and James all pose in different ways for his portfolio. He does his best to capture the movement right when you throw leaves in the air, and he tries his best to get the three of you to do some more serious poses.

James loves going apple picking, he did it as a kid and couldn't wait to take you. All four of you walk around from tree to tree picking different apples to take home, warm apple cider in your hands, well their hands, they won't let you hold the cup since it didn't come with a lid.

Sirius is the perfect companion to carve pumpkins with. He's good at art, and so every time you come up with some crazy idea for a carving he's already rolling up his sleeves and grabbing his sketch pad.

Walks through the castle grounds become your favorite thing. Kicking through leaf piles, or jumping in them. Finding pretty leaves to hang in your dorm room window. Fighting with James over who found the biggest leaf (it was you, but you said he won so he wouldn't be sad)

The boys definitely surprise you with little fall gifts here and there. A pair of black cat socks one day, a mug shaped like a pumpkin on a random Thursday, a bat stuffed animal another day. You cherish them with your whole heart, and jump up and down every time they say they have a surprise.

They take turns making up fall related bedtime stories, Sirius' are always sort of scary, James' are silly every time, and Remus' you swear should become a children's book writer because his are the most well rounded.

All in all fall with the boys is the best time of the year. It's action packed, and full of little adventures, and it's a season stuffed to the brim with fun activities.

[late-to-the-party-81]

Finders Keepers - Chapter Two

AN: Welcome back to chapter two, where we find out more about our Reader and Bucky, their personal history and their history together. I hope you enjoy.

Beta’d by @mrs-illyrian-baby

Dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboard by me.

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Chapter One

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Relationship: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Chapter word count: 3.8k

Chapter CW: Cyberpunk/Futuristic AU, Flashbacks, Minor Enby Characters, Hydra, Whump, Traumatic injuries (but not discussed in detail), Angst, Bucky being a dick, Sassy reader, Minor background PepperRhony 

Chapter Two - The past is future

July 9th, 2181

The man practically beamed as he looked at his partner, sitting up in the hospital bed, holding their newly born child. They were obviously very tired, but to him, they’d never looked so radiant than they did right now. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out his hand to stroke over the top of your small head, astounded by how fragile you looked. When he looked up again his gaze locked with that of his life-mate.

“I still can’t believe that you did that.” His voice was raw with emotion and he didn’t even try to stop the joyous tears that rolled down his cheeks. “You made this tiny thing and brought them into the world and…” He stopped briefly while he choked up. “And you were so brave. My sweet, wonderful, darling.” He leant over and kissed the person you would later refer to as ‘Momo’ on their forehead, before he went back to studying you, his perfect sunbeam of a child.

Elsewhere in the city a boy, probably no more than eight, ran through the back streets, skidding around a corner as he sought to escape the person chasing him. He’d been practising his pickpocketing skills, and apparently he hadn’t perfected it yet, given the shouts and heavy footsteps of the man behind him. What he did have though was climbing skills and a young, nimble body. 

With practised ease, Bucky leapt up onto the pile of abandoned crates, the polymer flexing under his feet and providing the amount of bounce he needed to reach the bottom rung of the fire escape ladder. He scrambled up, the metal rungs clanging under his feet, and the disgruntled voice fell away behind him. When he reached the roof he dragged in several lungfuls of air and then let out a loud whoop of joy. The credits that he’d swiped would buy some extra fruit and vegetables for his sisters, so they could grow up big and strong. He knew his mother would roll her eyes when he came home with it all, but she wouldn’t ask him either. He’d been told many times by her that in this life you never looked a gift horse in the mouth. Whatever a horse was.

March 17th, 2190

You were too excited and just couldn’t contain it. You knew you were supposed to stay sat down, but how could you when kneeling up on the seat meant you could look out of the window properly and feel like you were flying like a bird? Next to you, your Dad chuckled, entertained by your innocent antics. He’d been invited to a work conference and had been allowed to bring you and Momo with him. While he attended workshops and symposiums, Momo had promised that the two of you would go swimming and shopping, and see the sights. The prospect of that had been more than enough to excite your almost 9 year old self, but when you found out that your Dad’s company was getting you there in a personal transport vehicle, you’d almost taken off like one.

You were going to fly! You were going to see the clear, cloud-free sky and the bright sun. It felt like all of your birthdays had come at once.

Down on the ground, Bucky kicked at the dirt, a pout plastered across his face as he tried not to cry. He was sixteen, for frack’s sake, too old for tears. And who cared about a stupid birthday anyway? There were far more important things to think about, like Becca and Ruthie, and Ma.

The tears welled with vigour when he thought about the changes the years had wrought to her. It had been bad enough the day that Da left and never came home, sometime in the summer he turned ten, but to see his Ma get sicker and more frail over the last year had been almost more than he could bear. Added to that was the fact that her illness meant she was working less, and credits had already been stretched to the limit. There was only so much the odd bit of pick-pocketing could get him. 

Despite his resolve, a tear broke free and rolled down his cheek.

“Hey there!” A voice broke through Bucky’s solitude and he looked up to see another boy, a young man, maybe a few years older than him standing with a group of his friends. “You look like you’re down on your luck. Maybe me and the boys can help you out. The name’s Brock.”

Bucky sniffed and wiped his face with his sleeve. “I’m Bucky,” he replied as he stood, trying to make himself look taller. Older. “And the only way you can help me is if you know a way of making credit.” 

Brock smiled and his eyes glittered. “If it’s credits you’re after, then my boss, Mr Pierce, can definitely help you out with that.” He swaggered over and dropped his arm around Bucky’s shoulder, pulling him into a half-hug. “Welcome to Hydra, Bucky. We can help you get anything you want.”

January 1st, 2200

He knew there was pain, but he couldn’t quite feel it any more. The world around him was fuzzy and white. Bright lights. Buzzing. Beeping. People scurrying around him like ants. 

Why was he lying down? And what was that noise? It sounded like crying. 

Becca. 

Ruthie.

“His O2 sats are dropping.”

“He’s lost a lot of blood.” 

“I’m not getting a radial pulse in his left arm. We’re going to have to amputate.”

He heard the words, but they sounded as though they were coming from underwater and it was hard to understand.

A bright light shined in his eyes and he winced.

“Mr Barnes. Can you talk?”

A groan was the only response he was capable of.

“We’ve got a possible TBI here.”

“Prep for surgery.”

The last thing he remembered was going for a big score with Rumlow, Rollins and the other guys. They’d said a grav-train coming from upstate was gonna be ripe for the picking - full of all sorts of things they could either use or sell on for credits. 

They’d jumped down onto the roof, just as it was pulling out of the station and was still going slowly and climbed down the ladder on the back car to get inside. What they hadn’t anticipated though, was the guard. There had been a scuffle, led by Rumlow, as Bucky had brought up the rear. He’d flinched at the distinctive whine of a phase pistol being discharged and then gasped at the sight of the guard lying on the ground, unmoving and smoke rising from his chest. Rumlow had turned to look at him, an eyebrow raised in challenge and Bucky’s fight or flight response kicked in. Unfortunately it hadn’t been the former option. The problem was that the rear door was still open, and the vehicle had picked up speed. Before Bucky had even known what had happened he’d slipped and fallen from the train, reaching out with his arms to grab something. Anything.

He couldn’t  remember any more after that because it all went dark with the hiss of the hypodermic spray filling his body with sedation. Even if he had been awake he wouldn’t have been aware of what happened on the other side of the ER.

The external doors whooshed open, a grav gurney being moved along by two emergency staff while two other adults ran alongside, one clutching the small hand of the teen who lay upon it.

“Momo, I’m scared.”

Your Momo looked at you and flashed you a wan smile full of false bravado, rubbing their hand over your hair.

“I know, sweetheart, but the doctors are going to do everything they can to help you.”

Tears flooded down your face. You’d been so stupid and now you were going to pay the price.

“I can’t feel my foot.” 

You didn’t miss the way your father’s eyes darted down to the bloody cloth covering the lower half of your right leg. He had a death grip on your hand.

“It’ll be alright, honey. I know it will.”

You cried more when you reached another set of doors and the hospital workers told your parents they couldn’t go with you any further. You’d fucked up your life and now had to live with the consequences.

October 8th, 2205 - 6 months ago

You only needed one more item to complete this order, and it would be your biggest payday to date. You couldn’t keep the grin from your face at the thought. You even knew where there was a promising looking junk pile. With any luck you’d be able to find the item quickly, spruce it up and get your credits.

You quickened your pace, almost jogging down the sidewalk, weaving around other denizens going about their daily business. There were the usual hawkers - some selling legitimate items, some not -, the food vendors and the sex workers. You raised your hand in greeting as you passed Kiki, standing on their corner. The young sex worker was popular and always seemed to act in a safe manner, but it didn’t stop you from worrying about them, or keeping an eye on them when you could. The irony that you’d taken on a ‘mom’ role with them, when you were only a few years older, was not lost on you.

You turned the corner and spied the junk heap up ahead, behind an eight foot fence. As you got closer you frowned at the low buzzing sound of the forcefield that separated you from your goal. It would slow you down, but luckily it wouldn’t stop you. You had a vast array of skills you’d perfected since you’d started this line of work. It might not make your parents proud, but it kept you in credits and off the streets.

Kneeling down by the side of the forcefield, you pulled a small device from your pocket - your field disruptor. Not a new concept by any means, but this one was of your own design, and could create a brief, stable hole in most forcefields you’d come across. You grinned as you switched it on, turning the dial to find the frequency required to disrupt the field and make an aperture you could fit through. It began to work and your grin grew broader as you watched the gap grow until it was big enough and you ducked through it, switching your disruptor off and pocketing it. Now it was time to get on with the actual job.

The pile of discarded tech you now faced was the biggest you’d seen since you’d started Finding and your enthusiasm grew as you thought about all the credits you could amass by reconditioning different items. And whilst you were really only there for one thing, you couldn’t help but pick up some of the smaller, interesting things you saw and stuff them into your backpack. In fact you were so intent on searching through all the bits of discarded metal, plastic and wire, crouched down on the floor, that you didn’t notice the arrival of another person until a shadow fell across you.

“Who the hell are you?”

At the gruff exclamation, you spun around and rose to full height. Ice blue eyes peered at you from behind a black domino mask. The man - you were sure it was a ‘him’ - was tall and broad, dressed head to toe in black, with a prosthetic left arm on show - an arm that was whirring as he clenched his fist. It took a moment but - 

“Shit. You’re Bucky Barnes. You scared me.”

Internally you were in awe. You’d heard so much about him, how he was one of the best Finders in the city. He was known to be fair in his pricing, even offering instalment schemes for clients who’d proved themselves a good bet. If you could team up with him, initiate some kind of partnership, it would be invaluable for your reputation. You knew you had the skills, you just needed some more word of mouth recommendations.

“I know who I am, doll”, he drawled, condescendingly. “Doesn’t answer the question of who you are or why you’ve broken into my territory.” He took a menacing step forward and you backed up until you were stopped by the pile of junk behind you. Bucky reached out his left hand and braced it on the heap, half blocking you in, his right hand on his hip, very close to the holstered Stunner hanging there. The whirr of his arm was even louder now, and your excitement at having met such a well-known person in your industry gave way to rising anxiety.

“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise this was your turf. I’m just here looking for something. I’m a Finder like you. And I was thinking, maybe, that we could…”

“I don’t care what you think,” came the snapped interruption. “I don’t allow trespassers and I don’t work with anyone else. All of this is mine, so you can empty out that backpack of yours and then you can fuck off.” Bucky tightened his hand around the lump of metal sticking out by your head and you heard it squeal as he crushed it in his mechanical grip, the unsaid threat transmitted to you loud and clear.

With a scowl on your face you shoved him back with both your hands - and he let you -  giving yourself enough space to upend your bag and unceremoniously dump its contents at his booted feet. He smirked at you as you did so, and you felt your annoyance grow.

“Go fuck yourself, Barnes,” you ground out. However, he just grinned at you, holding his arms wide as he took a few swaggering steps backwards.

“I do, doll. Every night. And you know what? I’m pretty great. Now get out of here. I won’t be as ‘nice’ if I find you here again.” With that he turned and walked away, ignoring the items you’d discarded. It was as though his ire was more about your intrusion than your theft, and despite your anger and frustration at him, you couldn’t help but wonder what had happened in his past to make him like that.

Of course that wasn’t your last run in with him. You’d had to do some recon in order to discover just how much of that area of the city Barnes saw as his own personal Finding zone, which inevitably meant treading on his toes. Whenever you’d realised you were getting close to the border you’d slow down and make yourself obvious so that he couldn’t accuse you of trying to purposely trespass. You’d known that you’d found the boundary when you had the overriding feeling of being watched and you’d learned pretty quickly that Barnes preferred high vantage points, not unlike a sniper of old. With that knowledge, you’d look up and scan the building tops and when you’d finally identified his perch you’d nod your head and give him a little mocking salute before turning on your heel and going back the way you’d come.

The thing, though, about establishing boundaries, is that you can learn the best way to push them. All your research meant that you’d worked out which were the areas furthest away from where he normally situated himself - the ones it took him the longest time to get to - which meant that sometimes, if you weren’t slow and weren’t obvious, you could sneak into the edges of those areas and get away with picking up the odd Find here and there. The only thing was that sometimes you weren’t sure you were actually getting away with it. Every so often you had the unmistakable feeling that Bucky knew what you were doing and was just letting you. But if that was the case, why? What was his long game? Which is why you’d taken the risk you had yesterday and been caught for your troubles, leading you to where you were now - annoyed at having your breakfast interrupted.

You scowled at Barnes across your table, your good mood evaporated. For once, he didn’t have his domino mask on, and you were caught between trying to maintain your anger at his intrusion and noticing how absolutely stunning he was. You snorted. Of course he would be annoyingly handsome. He emanated charisma as he leant against the booth back, his arms resting on the top of it on either side of him, appearing totally nonchalant.

“You stalking me, Barnes?” you grumbled.

His response was to firstly raise a brow mockingly, and then answer “Would I do a thing like that? That would be as bad as sneaking into someone's territory and stealing from them.”

You rolled your eyes, absolutely fed up with his game playing. “Alright, you caught me. Happy now?”

His gaze locked with yours and you fought the urge to shrink into your seat. “No.”

A heartbeat’s silence passed before you blurted out “What are you going to do about it then? Spank me?” and then instantly regretted it. The flash of emotion that passed over his face heated you from the inside out and you squirmed. What on earth had possessed you to say that? Because now the only image in your head involved being laid over his broad thighs, head now, ass up, and…

“As tempting as that offer is, doll, no. I’m not gonna spank you. As you fulfilled your Find request with something taken from me, I think it only fair that we split the profits. As you did the leg work, and the repair work, I’m prepared to be generous. I suggest a seventy/thirty split.”

At that moment Tony appeared, his usual effervescent self, to take both your orders and after requesting your usual you had a few moments to mull over Barnes’ offer whilst he asked about the daily specials.

It would probably be worth accepting his offer, just to keep him on side, even if it meant parting with thirty percent of your credits. And maybe, if you kept him sweet, it could lead to more team ups and finally that partnership you were angling for.

Tony smiled at Bucky before turning back to you. “It’s nice to see you here with someone, Turbo.” You rolled your eyes at the daft nickname he’d given you when you’d first met him as a rambunctious and speedy four year old. He then dropped his voice to a stage-whisper, a complete non-effort at subtlety and said “He’s handsome. Seems like a keeper to me,” before walking off quickly without giving you the chance to set him straight. 

A dull thud sounded from where your head connected with the table top and you bit out “Don’t even start”, at Bucky before he could snigger. But  you needed to be professional and ready to negotiate with the man who insisted on being a thorn in your side, so you sat back up and straightened your spine.

“Okay,” you started, desperately trying not to sound nervous, “so you want thirty percent of my earnings for this Find to recompense you for the fact that the item may have been acquired from your side of the border?”

You were interrupted once more by the amused snort that came from Barnes’ lips. “Oh, dollface”, he drawled. “You misunderstand me. I want seventy percent. You get to keep the thirty.” For a moment all you could do was gape at him in shock, mouth open as you processed what he’d said. Then you got angry.

“What the actual fuck, Barnes. Really?”

He nodded slowly. “Really. And I think I’m being more than generous.”

“You really are a grade-A asshole, you know that?”

He shrugged. “So I’ve been told. But I’m not budging. I could have fulfilled that Find myself and gotten a hundred percent of the fee, so, sweetheart…” He took his arms off the back of the booth bench and leant forward, as far into your space as he could get with a table in the way. “Take thirty or take nothing. I can assure you, I’m more than happy with the latter option if you wanna go with that. But you fight me on this, I will make sure that not only will you not get into my territory ever again, no-one will want to hire you as their Finder after I spread the word about how you try to steal from others in the business.”

There it was. The ultimatum he knew would get you to capitulate, because you couldn't call his bluff and risk losing your semi-stable stream of income. If you’d been angry before, you were now incandescent with rage.

You pushed out of the booth, staring down at Bucky as your nostrils flared, almost bumping into Tony as he appeared with your food and looked on at the confrontational scene in confusion.

“Sorry, Tony. My appetite appears to have deserted me.” You didn’t take your eyes off Bucky for one second. He was such a smug bastard. 

You reached into your pocket and retrieved the handful of credit slips you’d obtained only an hour ago and flung them towards Barnes, hoping that most would fall on the floor so he’d have to scrabble to retrieve them.

“My friend here will pay for both our meals. I’m afraid I don’t have as many credits as I thought I did. Give my love to Pepper and James.” Turning on your heel, you stalked out, trying to ignore the stares and muttering from other patrons, embarrassment heating your cheeks. Your boots thudded heavily on the pavement outside and you wrapped your arms around your body. What the fuck were you going to do now? You’d needed those credits. Yes, you had a new job lined up, but it might take you a few days before you could fulfil it.

Fuck!

Fuck Bucky Barnes and his stupid personal rules and his stupid handsome face.

You turned down the alley that would lead you home the quickest. You needed to get back and work out where you could search for your next Find and whether any of the items you had in your meagre store were currently being sought out by anyone on the message boards. You disliked searching for jobs, preferring them to come to you, but sometimes it was required, and now was one of those times.

The hustle and bustle of the main street was quieter here, and the lights of the stores, as well as the general daylight, duller. You had nothing to fear though. You knew these streets and most of the folk here knew you. However, you suddenly got the uneasy feeling that you were being followed, so you sped up your walk, hoping to lose whoever was tailing you. It was probably Barnes, the bastard.

A strange sound came from behind you, a whooshing, and then a metal pipe collided with, luckily, your right leg, letting out a clang. You still went down though, rolling in the dirt and stopping on your back. You looked up, not into a smug face with ice blue eyes, but a rough and scarred one with hazel eyes. What the fuck was going on now?

Chapter 3

Tag list: @christywrites, @alexakeyloveloki, @wolfsmom1, @doasyoudesireandlive, @sonatabee-blog, @goldylions, @galactusdevourerofworlds, @apenny4thots, @km-ffluv, @wheezy-stucky

[an-anonymous-reader]

Welcome to the Show!

Hey there! You can call me Ophelia! Not my real name, however it’s a name that I think is extremely pretty and don’t mind going by! This blog is for writing ‘x reader’ requests! I don’t normally write x reader, however I’m willing to learn and think that it could be something fun for me to do in my free time.

If there's a character you want to see and you don't see them in any of the lists, feel free to ask if it's at all possible for me to write that character, but also make sure that you have a character from the list just in case I am not able to!

My Rules for This:

- Please be Anonymous when sending in an ask! -

- Be aware that I have every right to refuse an ask! -

- I do not tolerate hate on any character, you will be blocked! -

- I am 100 percent willing to write poly characters! -

- If a character is underage canonically, smut fic requests will not be accepted! -

- Lists can and will be updated as situations and boundaries come up! -

- Like above, Characters can and Will change, just like Fandoms will be added! -

- I’m new to writing most characters from X-Men/Avengers, please be patient while I learn! -

- If I write something offensive or if I could have worded something better, please tell me nicely -

Fandoms/Characters I write for:

|| X-Men

- Remy LeBeau / Gambit

- Rogue

- Logan Howlett / Wolverine

- Jean Grey / The Phoenix

- Scott Summers / Cyclops

- Ororo Munroe / Storm

- Jubilation Lee / Jubilee

- Erik Lensherr / Magneto (I go with the Movie version for name typically, please add in your request if you prefer his other name(s) from the comics, as I’m not familiar with the comics yet!)

- Peter Maximoff / Quicksilver (reason as above)

|| Avengers

- Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier

- Steve Rogers / Captain America

- Tony Stark / Iron man

- Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

- Peter Parker / Spiderman

- Bruce Banner / Hulk

- Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver (MCU version)

- Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

- Thor

- Loki

|| Percy Jackson

- Percy Jackson

- Annabeth Chase

- Leo Valdez

- Hazel Levesque

- Frank Zhang

- Leo Valdez

- Jason Grace

- Piper McLean

- Nico DI Angelo (if male/masc reader)

- Will Solace

|| My Hero Academia

- Midoriya Izuku

- Bakugou Katsuki

- Todoroki Shoto

- Uraraka Ochako

- Shinso Hitoshi

- Yaoyorozu Momo

- Kaminari Denki

- Ashido Mina

- Kirishima Eijirou

- Jiro Kyoka

- Asui Tsuyu

- Tokoyami Fumikage

- Shoji Mezo

- Aizawa Shouta / Eraserhead

- Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic

- Kayama Nemuri / Midnight

- Todoroki Touya / Dabi

- Tomura Shigaraki

- Toga Himiko

- Togata Mirio

- Tamaki Amajiki

- Hado Nejire

- Sero Hanta

To Request a Story:

- Female, Male, Enby, or Fluid Reader?

- if you would like neo pronouns of any kind, please know that it’s not something i’m familiar with, however I’m willing to learn and am willing to adjust accordingly!

- Important information about reader character (hair color, any piercings, tattoos, height, personality, typical clothing, ect… Please know everything you want about your character, I am unable to communicate with you to clarify or ask anything! Anything left unanswered will be left for me to decide!)

- What Character?

- Romantic or Platonic?

- Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Smut

- if there is something specific you would like to see, add it here!

- Any Headcanons you want added?

- What is the situation you would like written? (i.e. what’s the prompt/rest of your request)

- Which Style of Reader Fic? (Examples below)

Style of Reader Fic - First Person

I shook my head slightly, watching Remy make a fool of himself trying to impress Rogue again. Logan was trying to encourage him, a glint of feral satisfaction as Morph and Jubilee talked with Storm and Jean. I never quite understood his fascination with the southern woman, though I could admit that she was pretty.

A startled laugh escaped my chest as I watched Bakugou realize that Midoriya had beaten him today, the race to the dorms now over. Kirishima was trying not to laugh, though Denki and Mina were giggling quietly. I rolled my eyes as anger eventually overtook the blond’s face. I had homework to do before meeting with Shinso to train with the capture weapon again.

I groaned softly, turning over and feeling my breath catch in my throat, Natasha was curled up on the other hotel bed just across the room, with an arm under her head. In her arms was the stuffed animal I had gifted her the day before.

There was a sense of dread filling my head as I tried to spot any of my questmates. Percy was missing, again, and worry filled my being as I spotted Nico disappear into the shadows, looking much paler than he had that morning. A startled scream escaped me as something crashed into my side, a glance and I was relieved to see that it was just Mrs. O’Leary.

Style of Reader Fic - Second Person

You were surprised to find that Jean had waited for you instead of heading off with the other girls. Training had been strenuous today, and your back was sore and your hair a tangled mess. A flush appeared when you noticed that she was holding a brush, and was giving you a quiet smile of reassurance.

You sighed as you followed after Tony. The two of you were once again sent out despite the very obvious hate and dislike the two of you held for each other. He was listening to AC/DC on headphones and ignoring your general existence, which was fine by you. By all means he could ignore you.

You were giggling hysterically as you followed after Toga, music running through your head as you tried to decide on what ‘radio station’ you wanted to listen to for the night. You were smiling as Toga glanced back at you, excitement in her eyes. Ahead of her, just barely so, Dabi was ignoring the both of you.

You couldn’t find Annabeth, which would normally be worrisome, however you also knew that she had probably holed herself up in the Athena cabin to study for the exam she would have to take to go to New Rome. You were proud of your girlfriend, just like you knew your boyfriend was. Unfortunately, or fortunately, Percy wouldn’t be joining Annabeth for the first year of collage, instead, he was staying at camp with you to help train the flood of younger campers that had made their way to camp.

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Author: Achilles, he/him & they/them pronouns

Status: Hobbyist, low writing activity

Writing: OC x Canon, Reader Insert, Original Fiction

Requests/Suggestions: Open

note: i'm a full time student so any requests I get will be done when and if I have time and they spark my interest!

Active in regards to fandoms & characters simply means most enthused about and interested in writing, inactive means least interested in writing but still willing if the idea sparks my creativity.

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active | inactive | semi active

Far Cry 5 | Supernatural | The Last of Us | Marvel | DC | Doctor Who | Sweeney Todd | The Witcher | Dying Light 2 | Z Nation | Inkheart | Bridgerton | Slashers | Outlast | Resident Evil | Overwatch | Undertale/Deltarune | Ib | TWD Telltale | Motor Crush | The Arcana | Kingsman

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active | inactive | semi active

Faith Seed | John Seed | Joseph Seed | Jacob Seed | Sharky Boshaw | Hurk Drubman Jr | Adelaide Drubman | Jerome Jeffries | Mary May Fairgrave | Eli Palmer | Grace Amestrong | Joey Hudson | Staci Pratt

Dean Winchester | Sam Winchester | Castiel | Charlie Bradbury ||| Joel | Tess ||| Wade Wilson | Tony Stark | Pepper Potts | Bucky Barnes | Steve Rodgers | Thor Odinson | Bruce Banner | Natasha Romanoff | Clint Barton ||| Harley Quinn

The Doctor (4, 9-15) | Jack Harkness | Rose Tyler | Donna Noble ||| Sweeney Todd | Mrs Lovett ||| Geralt of Rivera | Jaskier/Dandelion | Yennefer of Vennenberg ||| Hakon | Aiden | Lawan | Frank ||| Alvin Murphy | Roberta Warren | Addison Carver | Cassandra | Sarge | George St Claire

Mo | Dustfinger ||| Penelope Featherington | Benedict Bridgerton | Anthony Bridgerton | Colin Bridgerton | Eloise Bridgerton | Violet Bridgerton | Kate Sharma | Edwina Sharma ||| Jason Voorhees | Michael Myers | Bubba Sawyer | Brahms Heelshire | Thomas Hewitt

Eddie Gluskin ||| Ethan Winters | Karl Heisenberg | Alcina Dimitrescu | Donna Benniviento | Slavator Monreau | Mia Winters | Chris Redfield | Leon Kennedy | Ada Wong | Claire Redfield

Jack Morrison | Gabriel Reyes | Cole Cassidy | Genji Shimada | Hanzo Shimada | Mei ||| Sans | Papyrus | Asgore | Undyne | Mettaton | Queen ||| Gary ||| Calax Gothard | Domino Swift | Lola Del Carmen | Sonoya Vernilion ||| Asra | Nadia | Dorian | Portia | Muriel ||| Merlin/Hamish Mycroft

OC's: David Thorn (Slasher), Z (God Symbiote), Xander (Robot)

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Tropes I enjoy writing:

Variations of the Enemies to Lovers/Friends to Lovers | Childhood Friends | Neighbour across the hall/street | Mutual Pining | Devotion and Obsession | Making each other worse | Making each other better | Romance in Violence | Ride or Die Friends | Royal Guard/Gardener x Royalty | Crime Boss x Bodyguard | Dog Coded x Cat Coded | Fuck Love Triangles Make it Poly | Fake Dating | Meet Cute and more!

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— male/trans/enby/gn!reader (I'm here for the guys and gays)

— oc x canon, oc x oc, canon x canon, reader x canon, reader x oc

— sfw & nsfw

— platonic, queer-platonic, romantic, familial, etc.

— headcannons, one-shots, multi-parts

— AU's, crossovers

— gore, violence, toxic relationships, death/angst

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— fem!reader (There's thousands out there already y'know)

— genderbends

— pregnancy related topics

— self harm topics

— incest, paedophilia, zoophilia, necrophilia and any of that nasty crap

— non-con

— infidelity

— Characters I really don't know or care about </3

[rosecentaur1916]

Moon Knight System:

Series:

Initials of the Three Warnings:

SFW for now, but WILL be NSFW later! Soulmate AU

A mix of Soulmate AU Tropes: -Initials -Marks -Radio

Female Reader. Female pregnancy. Single Parenthood. Plus size reader. Death/Death like themes (The snap and blip) Grief Body Image Talk. Self depreciation. Inaccurate depiction of D.I.D. Mentions of polyamory General Angst Self doubt A bit of canon divergence. This takes place *WAY* after Cairo.

Spoiler alert for: “Captain America The First Avenger” “Captain America and the Winter Soldier” “Captain America Civil War” “Avengers: Infinity War” “Avengers: End Game” “Falcon and the Winter Soldier” And of course… “Moon Knight” Possible Spoilers For: “Black Widow”

Relationships:

Single Mom!Reader Plus Size!Reader x Steven Grant, Single Mom!Reader Plus Size!Reader x Marc Spector, Single Mom!Reader Plus Size!Reader x Jake Lockley Mentioned relationships: James "Bucky" Buchanan Barnes x Reader Bucky x Reader Summary: "Soulmate AU with the Moonboys!

You are a curator for the Avengers Timeline for the Smithsonian they send you to London to work on the Avengers Exhibits there. While working in London, the last thing you expect in the world happens: You find your soulmates."

One Shots:

Ficlets:

Marc Spector:

Series:

One Shots:

The Labyrinth - Major Canon Divergence - Fem!Reader x Marc Spector - Super Hero!Reader x Marc Spector - Original Villain Character - Angst with Comfort - Canon typical violence - Language Summary: "You and Moon Knight are on a job when you get separated. Will you make it back to him, or will the Game Master win? Will you figure your way out of the Labyrinth or be lost forever?" The Anniversary Warnings: - Fem!Reader x Marc Spector - Death - Dying - Grief - Flashbacks - Medical Terminology - Papa used as a term for Father *not* Grandpa - Angst - Hurt/comfort - Fluff Summary:

"The anniversary of your Papa's death is today. You didn't think it was today. You weren't paying attention so it takes you by surprise. You start to grieve afresh, and Marc is there for you."

Ficlets:

Steven Grant:

Series:

One Shots:

Ficlets:

Autumning in Love Warnings: -Fem!Reader x Steven Grant - Lots of playfulness - Fluff - Slight public sex, but it doesn't get that far. - Mentions of Marc and Jake. Summary: "You and Steven enjoy a lovely fall day together in London, full of hot drinks, a cemetery tour, fun, games and most of all: Making love."

Jake Lockley:

Series:

One Shots:

Ficlets:

Silent Affection Warnings: - Enby!Reader x Jake Lockley - Fluff Summary: "You and Jake just want some love and affection after a hard day at work." Dividers by: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more Please Reblog Divider by @cafekitsune

[a-strange-echo]

Marvel Masterlist:

You can request stuff here.

-Baron Helmut Zemo:

Flufftober day 2: Friends, family, loved ones

Summary: It's not possible to never think about something as traumatic as the loss of a child, luckily he is not alone anymore.

Flufftober day 3: "Wait you love me?" "I always have."

Helmut Zemo x vigilente!enby!reader

Summary: During a night patrol, reader ran into their old friend Helmut Zemo who then decided to walk them back home. Arriving at their house, he thinks it's a good time to confess his feelings.

Flufftober day 8: Rainy day

Sumary: A comfy rainy day between a couple.

-James "Bucky" Barnes:

Flufftober Day1: "I've got you."

Bucky Barnes x Oc (Spider-sona)

Summary: Bucky and Rigel are on a mission together but he has to relive a traumatic moment of his life to get out of this dangerous situation.

-Steve Rogers:

Flufftober Day 4: Cinderella moment

Pre-Serum!Steve Roger x reader

Summary: When working on fixing a boat on a hot day, Steve can't help but compare himself to Bucky again. Luckily, Y/N is there to remind him what really matters.

Flufftober Day 7: Porch swing

Summary: Just a nice evening with your husband Steve Rogers and his best friend.

-Tony Stark

Coming soon...

-Stucky

Coming soon...

-Sam Wilson

Coming soon...

-Peter Parker

Coming soon...

-Natasha Romanoff

Coming soon...

-Scott Lang

Coming soon...

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Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!

Okay, okay, sooooo

Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo​, and @sevenmillionpsychos​, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!! 

So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23

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Ships:

[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]

📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)

Characters:

[Crossovers are allowed!!]

MCU:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

🥂 - Pepper Potts

🔫 - Yelena

🏹 - Kate

🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk

🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk

🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange

🔨 - Thor Odinson

🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir

🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Stranger Things:

🌼 - Robin Buckley

�� - Mike Wheeler

🤱 - Steve Harrington

📷 - Jonathan Byers

📒 - Nancy Wheeler

🍃 - Argyle

🍁 - Gareth Emerson

🧠 - Dustin Henderson

👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper

🎸 - Eddie Munson

😇 - Joyce Byers

🏀 - Lucas Sinclair

👙 - Karen Wheeler

🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper

🎶 - Max Mayfield

💏 - Will Byers

📣 - Chrissy Cunningham

🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio

🥃 - Murray Bauman

Lucifer:

😈 - Lucifer Morningstar

🥀 - Rory Morningstar

👑 - Chloe Decker

🚓 - Dan

🥽 - Ella

💼 - Charlette

🔪 - Mazikeen Smith

🍎 - Eve

🎓 - Linda Martin

📿 - Amenadiel

The Originals:

🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson

⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson

🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson

🧿 - Freya Mikaelson

🪬 - Vincent

🔮 - Davina Claire

🗝️ - Camille O'Connell

👠 - Hayley Marshall

🏏 - Kol Mikaelson

🎀 - Aurora

🧨 - Keelin

🧬 - Marcel

Legacies:

⛓️ - Penelope Park

🧳 - Josie Saltzman

🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson

🧭 - Cleo

🚨 - Ethan

🚀 - MG

🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman

🥊 - Jed

♟️ - Ben

🎩 - Landon Kirby

🎸 - Finch

🔥 - Kaleb

For:

✍ - Story

Length:

📈 - Long

📉 - Short

Type/Genre:

😘 - Smut

🥰 - Fluff

🥺 - Comfort

😔 - Angst

💀 - Dark

🗡 - Mafia

😊 - Cute

😍 - Flirty

🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🛍 - Shopping

🍼 - Baby/Kids

⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color(s) Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

🌿 - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

🎂 - Holiday Desserts

☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider

🌨 - White Christmas

⛸️ - Ice Skating

🧣 - Scarf

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!

[sotheywrotestories]

The They Them Agenda

Request;

you know it :) maybe an enby reader x bucky? He's really confused by their pronouns and some fluffy explanation? ooooo or their first time sleeping in the same bed and maybe mentions of a binder and explaining what that is?

- @mad-malory

(Sorry this was so late)

Pairings; Bucky x Nonbinary Reader

Warnings; None, although there are mentions of a chest binder :)

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Bucky grew up in a different time. Not that he necessarily had a hard time adjusting to modern times, but he wasn’t caught up with all the dynamics of the world.

Which is why he always thought (Y/N) was a group of people the Avengers out before Steve introduced them to Bucky.

“Buck, this is (Y/N), they’re from our downtown office,” Steve presented (Y/N) to Bucky, who, in fact, was only one person.

“Hi…nice to meet you,” Bucky grimaced. Not because (Y/N) had given him any reason to, but because he was so awkward.

“Hi, Bucky!” (Y/N) reached their hand out to Bucky. “It’s so nice to finally meet you! Steve talks about you all the time.”


Bucky tried to let his genuine smile come through this time.

“Likewise…I was under the impression that you were a group..but you know how Steve is,” Bucky huffed a bit.

(Y/N) gave Bucky a rather strange look. One of those “no-I-don’t-really-get-what-you-mean” looks.

“Right…well, I’m gonna go move in.” (Y/N) turned to Steve. “Thanks for letting me stay here while we rebuild, Stevie.”

(Y/N) gave one last smile to Bucky, then went on their way.

“Buck, ask (Y/N) about their pronouns when you have the chance,” Steve placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “It took some getting used to, don’t worry.”

Bucky was even more confused. Not only was (Y/N) not a group of people, but now Bucky had to have them give him a grammar lesson? He knew he was old but it’s not like he forgot everything he learned way back when.

It must’ve read on his face.

“Trust me, Buck. Things are different now, people are different now. I don’t want you to accidentally hurt anyone just because you don’t know what’s going on.”

***

Bucky heard everyone in the tower refer to (Y/N) as if they were more than one person. Bucky wondered if there was some joke that he just wasn’t let in on.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Bucky smiled at (Y/N).

It wasn’t often that Bucky and (Y/N) really got to interact, they were both very busy.

(Y/N) spent most of their time studying and working from their room. Bucky liked to spend most of his time not being around people for as long as he could. So to see (Y/N) in the kitchen made him very excited.

“Morning, Buck! How have you been doing?”

“I’ve been good. Really good. I’ve been going to therapy.”

Why in the world would he share that with someone he’s interacted with once?

“I’m so good to hear that, Buck! I’m really proud of you.”

It sounded so earnest Bucky almost didn’t know what to do with himself. It wasn’t often people actually cared about what Bucky had to say. Nonetheless, someone he barely knew.

“I um..thank you.”

The pair shared a smile and (Y/N) went back to their tablet.

“Oh,” Bucky started. “Steve told me I needed to ask you about your…nouns.”

(Y/N) laughed a bit but still smiled at Bucky anyway.

“My pronouns,” (Y/N) gestured for Bucky to take a seat. “My pronouns are different than something you might be used to.”

“What do you mean.” Bucky took a seat.

“Well,” (Y/N) took a big sigh. “You know there’s she and he.”

(Y/N) paused and Bucky assumed he was meant to nod. He did.

“I’m not him or her. Gender is much more flexible now than it was when you were growing up. I use ‘they/them ‘ pronouns because I’m non-binary. Not all non-binary people use ‘they/them’, some use other pronouns and some people use Neo-pronouns.”

Bucky was trying to understand. He truly was. He was always much more accepting than anyone he ever knew back in the ’40s. It wasn’t that he thought there was something wrong with it, it was just that he didn’t understand. How couldn’t you be a boy or a girl?

“I…don’t get it,” he said with a small smile. “Were you born that way?”


(Y/N) gave Bucky a thoughtful look.

Great. He’s done something wrong.

“Gender-wise? Yes, I was born this way. I’ve been non-binary as long as I’ve been alive. Not everyone is like that. Some people discover that they’re non-binary later in their life.”

That didn’t clarify anything.

“I should preface that your gender and your biological sex are two different things.”

Oh.

Oh oh oh.

So they weren’t talking about- oh.

“Oh.”

“Yeah,” (Y/N) laughed. “My gender identity is different than the sex I was assigned at birth. But- even today, you CAN change your sex to fit who you really are.”

Bucky knew a little bit about someone being transgender, it was in the crash course Steve gave him when he really started adjusting to new life in modern times.

“Right. But your gender and sex aren’t the same things.”

“Well…,” (Y/N) heaved a sigh. “Sometimes it is, some people do let their gender and sex define each other. It really depends. That’s why it’s always best to ask someone what their pronouns are before perceiving them in any way.”

It made a little bit of sense.

“So you’re not a she or a he, you’re they,” Bucky said.

“Yes. So you know…gender-neutral. I just don’t feel comfortable being perceived as a man or as a woman, I’d rather be perceived as neither.”

“Got it. So that’s why everyone refers to you as they,” Bucky nodded.

It wasn’t a hard concept to grasp that “they” could be used in a singular term.

“Thank you for telling me,” Bucky smiled. “Sorry if I slip up and call you something else, I’ll do my best.”

“Well, thank you for listening,” (Y/N) smiled. “I look forward to working with you.”

***

Working with (Y/N) turned into hanging out with (Y/N) every minute of every day. They were so easy to be around. Hanging out with (Y/N) turned into sleepovers with (Y/N), which quickly turned into a very confusing ordeal.

They had shared a bed with Bucky before, but never when the weather had been so ungodly hot. 

Tony messed up something in the wiring and now the ac wasn’t working.

“Bucky,” (Y/N) whined, drawing out the y. “Let me use your arm it’s too hot.”

“(N/N), you’ve been hugging on my arm all day, it’s not cold anymore,” Bucky laughed. “Give it some time cool off.”

(Y/N) huffed and flopped down onto the bed.

“You’ve forced my hand, Barnes, I have to remove my clothes.”

Bucky felt his face heat up. A lot.

“You’ve caught me in m master plan,” Bucky threw his hand over his face. “I really just want to see you naked.”

“Psh- men.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Do you mind if I take off my clothes?”


Bucky gulped. “Do you? Mind? Not mine. Yours. Do you mind. Like- if I see. Would you mind? I don’t mind. I really don’t. But I don’t want to make you uncomfortable if you do mind-“

“Bucky. I don’t mind,” (Y/N) smiled. “I’ll just take off my shirt.”

Taking off their shirt, (Y/N) exposed a nude-colored strap wrapped around their body.

“Are you hurt?” Bucky exclaimed.

The piece of clothing looked very similar to the skin-color wrappings Helen would give the team when they were hurt. It’s the only time Bucky had seen anything else like it.

“No…?” (Y/N) gave Bucky a weird look. “Oh, oh no. This is my binder.”

“Binder?”

“It’s…part of being the whole non-binary thing. I’m…I really hate the way my chest looks, but I don’t really want to get surgery on it, so I wear something super tight to make my chest seem flatter than it is.”

Bucky was starting to understand that it was anything related to gender that (Y/N) didn’t like. He never thought about its physical attributes.

“Oh, okay. That makes sense. Sorry if I drew attention to it.”

“It’s fine, Buck,” (Y/N) smiled. “I should’ve warned you, I can see what it looks like to you.”


Bucky was grateful (Y/N) was so patient with him while he was learning more about people being non-binary. He truly wanted to understand everything about them before he made a move on them. Though, every time he thought he knew everything, (Y/N) has to teach him something new.

“Hey, Buck? Everything okay?” (Y/N) moved closer to Bucky. “I lost you there.”

“I just…feel so bad that you have to teach me so much,” Bucky plopped down on the bed. “It’s not your responsibility to have to teach me everything.”

(Y/N) gave him a soft smile and brushed his hair out of his face.

“I wouldn’t teach you if I thought you didn’t care. I can tell you care, that’s why I teach you so much.”

They can tell that he cares?

“You can tell?”

(Y/N) gave him the softest look he’s ever seen. “Buck, you’re easier to read than you think. I’ve been waiting on you.”

“I wanted to know everything before I made a move-“

“Why would you put that pressure on yourself, Buck?” (Y/N) sighed. “You’re never going to know everything about everything there is to know, neither will I!”

“But it’s your thing! It’s your identity!”

“And it’s always changing and there are always new things to learn. I appreciate the thought, Buck, it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. But you can’t put that weight on your shoulders.”

As if (Y/N) couldn’t get any more perfect.

“So…,” Bucky trailed off.

“So…make a move you goofus,” (Y/N) smiled.

And maybe he did.

[mushrubes]

One time thing

 Masterlist | marvel masterlist |

Requested : no

Inspired by this tik tok!

Pairing : Bucky Barnes x (they/them) reader

Type : fluff

Word count : 810

you’re so strong!! <3

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“What do you love about me?” Y/n questioned, playing with his locks as he laid his head on their lap. “Uh...” he thought, taking a deep breath and his face changing, unconsciously biting his lip. “You can’t think of a single thing?” Y/n teased, poking his cheek as he rolled his eyes playfully and moved their hand away. “No, just give me a second to think.” he asked, missing the lovestruck smile Y/n gave, watching as his brain worked. A silence swept over as he thought, his hand intertwining with theirs.

“I guess...everything?” he responded making Y/n laugh at his wholesomeness. “That’s not an answer, you moron.” they joked, Bucky sitting up and sitting next to them now. He smirked, pulling them into his lap. “I don’t know what you’re asking.” he pretended, Y/n scoffing at his behaviour as he watched in amusement and how annoyed they were getting at him. “Be specific, dumbass. What about me makes you think ‘wow, this person is amazing!’ “. they huffed, Bucky’s eyes glistening as the massive grin settled on his face, his full attention on his lover in front of him. “There’s a lot to list.” he responded, holding his hands up in defence. It wasn’t a lie - everything made him fall more in love, all their traits, personality, looks and insecurities and even their flaws. He loved them all in their own ways just like they had with him.

“Ugh, you’re insufferable. You just can’t think of anything.” Y/n taunted, Bucky frowning at the words. They grinned at him, pecking his cheek as he tightened his grip around their waist. “Okay, just give me a few more seconds to think.” he smiled, making circles on Y/n’s back. “My patience is wearing thin.” Y/n groaned as he took forever, the room going silent. They didn’t really care, they nuzzled their head into his chest, pressing delicate kisses along his collarbone and where his arm attached to him, sending him crazy. It was nice to be in his touch again after being apart for so long. “Why are we doing this again?” Bucky questioned, holding back his laughter. They let out a groan, lightly tapping his shoulder. “You’re pissing me off. I’m gonna take a nap.” they huffed, closing their eyes and Bucky letting out his laugh. “Fine. Sleep well.” he bit back, smirking as he knew they wouldn’t. “See you later, I guess.” they pouted, Bucky frowning as he watched them get comfy, actually going to sleep.

“Wait.” He spoke up, breaking the haze that had swept over, gaining their attention. “Hmm?” they answered, looking up and pressing a kiss to his jawline. “I love your laugh.” he started, getting interrupted by Y/n like always. “That’s it? You can do better than that.” they reminded, Bucky getting back at them by doing the same thing to them. “Shut up and let me finish.” he ordered, butterflies swarming in their stomach as they saw the way he was looking at them. “Fine.” they answered quietly, taking a deep breath.

“I love the way you kick back your head when you laugh. It feels...genuine. I like how you giggle at the stupidest things ever because seeing you smile makes me do the same.” he confessed, his eyes never leaving theirs, not even once making them fall even harder. “When you’re done hysterically laughing, I love how you make eye contact with me and give me the loveliest smile in the world. It makes me feel...” he paused, trying to think of the words and how to finish it. “Makes you feel what?” they encouraged, curious to know what it was he was going to say. “Comfortable. I feel safe and comfortable. Because even if the rest of my world is shattering, I’ll always have you smiling at me.” Bucky admitted, pressing a kiss to their lips which they gladly returned. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was enough to convey the love between the soulmates.

“Was that so hard?” Y/n grinned as they pulled apart, making him groan and mutter about something to do with them ruining the moment. “Shut up. That was a one-time thing.” he joked, kissing them again and peppering their face with soft kisses making them laugh. “I wouldn’t mind it happening a couple more times.” They admitted, poking his chest with their finger as it rumbled with his chuckles. “Don’t count on it. You were just being annoying and I gave in.” he teased back, pretending to be fine now as they stopped ‘annoying’ him. Truth is, there was nothing he loved more in the world than that. “But you love how I annoy you, don’t you?” they bragged, looking down as their cheeks heated up, knowing Bucky had seen. “Yeah...” he agreed, his hand gently pulling their head up so they met eyes.

“I really do.”

[late-to-the-party-81]

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Hi all!

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REQUESTS CURRENTLY CLOSED! (March 2024)

Thanks you for making your request - please note that I reserve the right to not fill requests that I don't vibe with or do not fall within my boundaries.

Ship fics - I happy to write for the following ships

Any combo of the Cap Quartet, be that 2,3 or all 4 of them.

Starker (only with aged up Peter)

Lokius

Various CE/SS characters (e.g. Lloyd x Nick, Ransom x Lance etc.)

Winter Baron

Combos of Poly Avengers

WandaNat

IronFrost

IronStrange

StrangeFrost

X reader fics - I'm happy to write the following characters with a reader insert or OC

Steve

Bucky

Stucky

Sam

Natasha

Valkyrie

Frank Castle

Eddie Brock (with or without Venom)

Loki

Thor

Joaquin

Zemo

Tony

Dr Strange

TASM or MCU Peter Parker

Wanda

Bruce

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Any gender (including Trans, Enby or GN) but please provide details if you would like details smut, including squicks in terms of vocabulary usage and kinks.

Always racially neutral. I actively avoid mood board pictures that imply race - I will only use pictures like this if I cannot find something else. The race shown in the mood board does not alter the way I write the reader insert.

I do not use Y/N - I will always find some kind of nickname for the reader

Types of fics I write

Smut (soft, explicit and/or kinky - remember the Kink Tomato!)

Angst

Fluff

Slice of life

Action

Dark (Violence and/or Non-Con/Dub-Con)

What I WON'T write

MCD

Underage (I am from the UK - age of consent here is 16. I would never write an adult with someone of that age, but would write two people of about that age together.)

Scat or Golden Showers (Omoroshi is a bit different - please ask)

Snuff

Incest (that includes Thorki)

Requests can be for new, original fics, or for a continuation of any of my one-shots or series. Please note that if you use the anon function I will not be able to clarify your wants with you or notify you when a story is posted. Anons are allowed though.

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[angstysebfan]

Hi! Could I please get a Bucky x reader one shot where the reader is scared of thunder storms? And like he’s comforting them?

Of course @enby-thesbian! Sorry it took me so long to respond!! Hope you like it!

I’ll Be There For You

You are out for a walk on a beautiful sunny day, taking in the warm breeze and the sun on your face. You sat in the park people watching everyone around you, feeling content. You don’t know how it all changed so quickly.

Suddenly the sun was being blocked by dark angry storm clouds. You knew you were going to have to run to make it back to the tower before the storm hits. You moved as fast as you could when suddenly it started to pour! You were shaking for two reasons; 1, you were wet and 2, you were terrified of thunder and lightening!

When the first crack hit, you flew your body into the wall of a building you were passing. You knew you had to buck up and keep moving to get home. Every loud crack of thunder made you scream, and the flashes of lightening caused you to gasp in fright. 

You turn the corner and are finally on your street when you see a large figure running towards you. Before you can even see who it is, the figure wraps their arms around you. You know from the smell of his cologne that it is Bucky. He bends down and grabs you by your thighs, picking you up. He quickly runs back into the tower with you shaking in his arms. 

He doesn’t put you down as he gets into the elevator and heads up to the residential floors. He carries you all the way to his room, whispering calming words into your ear. You keep your face tucked into his neck and just inhale his scent, which calms you. 

He brings you to his bathroom and sits you on the edge of the bathtub. He grabs a warm towel and wraps it around you. You see the concern in his eyes, but he makes sure to give you a small smile and kisses your forehead. “You’re safe now, Doll. I’m here.” he says. 

He quickly walks back into his room grabbing a pair of his sweatpants and a hoodie and walks back into the bathroom. He helps you change out of your wet clothes and into his. When you are dried off and changed, he leads you by the hand to his bed. He makes sure the room is soundproof to the outside, so you can’t hear the storm.

He lays next to you, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head. “Thank you Buck.” you whisper into his chest. “Baby, you know I will always take care of you. When I saw the clouds and heard the thunder, all I could think about was getting to you. I knew you were at the park and I would have ran all the way there to save you.” he said.

You look up at him and smile, leaning in and kiss his lips. “You are the best, my love. I am so lucky to have you.” you say before kissing him again, but deeper. Bucky pulls you closer deepening the kiss. Soon the storm outside is all but forgotten. The only thing that mattered was you and your love.

--

Taglist: @hailmary-yramliah @tuiccim @comedictragedy @cap-n-stuff @thefridgeismybestie @swiftmind

[thefalsecrownblog]

Does anyone know someone who is currently taking requests for Marvel fanfiction scenarios? (Or like where I can find Bucky Barnes x readers with they/them pronouns? Help an enby out please)

[where-is-francis]

Hello!

If you’re new here, I’m Jaws, and I write stuff. I only do x male reader/gender neutral fics. Below are some of the fandoms I write for, but expect this to be edited often.

**UPDATED/MORE ORGANIZED RULES HERE**

🎆 Rules 🎆

My blog is for male/gender neutral content. I mainly want to provide content for spaces where it’s lacking.

Age regression/ab⚠️se/inc⚠️st/p⚠️dophelia/yandere/etc. requests are absolutely NOT welcome on my blog and I will block.

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Characters with a * at the end of their name are canonically under the age of 18 in the movies/shows. I will write for them but only on the condition that they are in high school and so are you.

Some characters have different rules depending on their canon gender/sexuality/etc.

Poly/multiple people fics are welcome! Romantic or platonic!

Strikethroughs are either things I used to write for, or plan on writing for in the future. If you’re curious about which it is, just ask.

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⭐️ Marvel

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Steve Rogers / Captain America

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Thor Odinson

Bruce Banner / Hulk

Clint Barton / Hawkeye

Loki Laufeyson (female form/genderfluid Loki included!)

Carol Danvers / Captain Marvel

Gamora

Mantis

Drax

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Vision

Bucky Barnes / The Winter Soldier

Sam Wilson / The Falcon

Doctor Stephen Strange

Scott Lang / Ant-Man

Hope Van Dyne / The Wasp

T’Challa / Black Panther

Shang-Chi

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Matt Murdock

Foggy Nelson

Karen Page

Shuri*

Peter Parker* (Tom!Spidey only; I’m not familiar with Andrew or Tobey’s versions atm)

Michelle Jones*

Ned Leeds*

Wade Wilson / Deadpool

Miles Morales*

Spiderverse!Gwen Stacy*

⭐️ Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley (Enby/GN inserts ONLY unless platonic)

Jonathan Byers

Eddie Munson

Chrissy Cunningham

Eden Bingham

Will Byers*

Mike Wheeler*

El Hopper*

Max Mayfield*

Lucas Sinclair*

Dustin Henderson*

If there are any characters that I haven’t listed, it’s possible I just forgot. Shoot me a message and see if I write for them!

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2021 [CLOSED]

Heyyyyyy, guys!! I decided to do a little sleepover type thingggg. This will be my first one ever, so I’m really excited for it!!

So, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard, story, or both, as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 1,500-3,000). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda, Civil War!Bucky, Blonde!Nat, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/20/21 - 01/03/22

Type:

📖 - Character(s) x Reader

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s)

Characters:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

For:

✍ - Story

Length:

📈 - Long

📉 - Short

Type:

😘 - Smut

🥰 - Fluff

🥺 - Comfort

😔 - Angst

💀 - Dark

🗡 - Mafia

😊 - Cute

😍 - Flirty

🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🍼 - Baby/Kids

⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

☘ - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

I am about to go to sleep as I write the end of this but once I wake up in the morning, I will be diving right into any requests I get!! If you decide to participate in this, then thank you!! I don't expect many people, but I shall hold out hope for at least a person or two to participate in this with me 😌

[freddiefcknmercury]

Freeze/Family(Ink/Self-tober)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enby/Genderless Reader; *Mutant/Super reader with Ice Powers! Word count: 700+ Warnings/disclaimer: Family abandonment; depression; anxiety; cursing; slight violence(???) A/N: This is work 1/5 for my randomly selected 2019 Ink/Self-tober writing challenge. I’m gonna try to keep everything fall related but I wouldnt bet the farm on it lol. Summary: Reader checks in on their “family” against Bucky’s wishes.

As always, be nice to me I’m delicate. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

    The house was dressed for the holiday the exact same way you remember. There are fake cobwebs and plastic spiders strewn about the square bushes that framed the porch. They’d hung witch’s hats and plastic jack-o-lantern shaped candy pails from the two large trees in the front yard. On either side of the door, that was covered in “blood”, are elaborately large painted wood signs that read “TRICK OR TREAT”. The warm glow of an old yellow bulb poured out from the window framing the kitchen. At the short plastic table inside sat a family… your family, just sitting down to dinner. You watched them laugh and tease and happily pass each other food as if no one was missing.

The Winter Solider would never be this fucking loud but Bucky made sure you knew he was there. Right where you said you wouldn't be caught again... you sigh.

      "We never used to do this."

You tug absentmindedly on a loose curl near your ear. He shifts closer behind you.

     "Y'know they have dinner around this time every single night. All of them, together... like a family."

He came and pressed a firm palm against your back.

     "Fuck em."

Just then you realized you'd iced your lower half to the house. You shook yourself back into the now and glanced at him quickly a few times.      "Stop... they're my family."

He sits on the edge facing your direction, his back to the house. Fearless; not that the fall would kill him.

     "Are they?"

You snapped your head in his direction, eyes locked. He folded his arms across his chest; relaxed, nonchalant.       "YES. They are."

Eyebrow cocked, you tried to sound as stern as possible.

"They left you, Alone. You had to track them down like a dog because they packed up and moved without telling you."

You shook your head, in denial quite frankly.

     "All this was sudden, I couldn't hide it anymore. They just got scared-"

      "Afraid of their own child?"

Your blood started to boil. You could both see your chest heaving.

      "They wanted me to get help. So I could control it, so I could come back home..."

Your voice had slowed into a whisper.

     "They didn't know what else to do..."

      "So they abandon you? Y/N they just didn't want this-you, to be their problem anymore."

      "Please stop."

You kneel down, hands firm on the gutter.

      "You call and you write and you tell them over and over that you're 'better'-"

Even his air quotes were frustrated.

      "Bucky."

Your grip tightened and ice climbed over your knuckles.

      "-and they haven't come looking for you once. Y/N, they don't like what your are and they just don't want you."

      "I SAID STOP!"

A thick jagged spear of ice crawled from your body and sprang straight out from the roof, stopping just as it reached his neck. He didn't even flinch. You fell onto your side, sobbing.

     "...this is why! This is why they left me... I'm too dangerous."

      "No, you're not-"

     "I ALMOST KILLED YOU BUCKY."

Your eyes sting, voice dry; hoarse from crying.

      "You were never going to. You know I don't wanna hurt you, so you wouldn't hurt me. This-"

He used his flesh hand to snap off a foot long piece of the ice and toss it aside. It all shattered instantly into a number of tiny pieces, it almost resembled glitter:

     "-would be a really good threat if I didn't know any better."

He crouched down to your level, to look you right in the eye. Determined to make it sink in this time.       "You have to stop. There are people who actually care about you, people who love what you can do and want you around. But you can't keep doing this."

Bucky is the only person who hasn't hurt you. And you keep letting him down.

      "I just want my life back."

You revert your attention back at the house, just in time to catch your mother draw the curtains. A surge of pain runs down your spine.

      "I understand."

Of course he does. He offers you a hand back up onto your feet.

     "We need to go. Before somebody sees us."

He leaves you to trail a few feet behind him and fix your face. They're happy without you, they don't even remember you're gone. Maybe you're not. This could be exactly where you're supposed to be and you've only just realised it now. You wipe the last trace of sadness from your face and a ay goodbye to your family for the last time.