#captian america the winter soldier

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captian america: the winter soldier

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Writing for Bucky

Hey all! I've been trying to branch out from my usual writings and wanted to give Bucky his own post. I've had tons of prompts for him that I've shared on my blog if anyone wants to check on the Bucky x reader tag. I write Meta and HC. Don't be shy. Fluff, Angst, anything works. Any era of Bucky works, just let me know which one in the request! Unfortunately, I've only received one request for Bucky, but it gives you some idea of how I write!

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He just woke up after being the Winter Soldier, a version of him that he HATES, and trying to kill everyone in sight… and THE first thing he does is say “your mom” and bully Steve for being small

And people wonder Bucky Barnes is my favorite character

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🎀•¸♡ 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 ♡¸•🎀

🧸𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐞���𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐮𝐩 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡.

🧸𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐟 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐚𝐦, 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.

🧸𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫.

🧸𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟����𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟒𝟎𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞🎀

[marvelsgirl616]

<3

[headcanonforthought]

Avengers headcanon thing?

Steve & Bucky were f'ing back in the day, and start up again once Bucky isn't brainwashed anymore. But, they think its FUCKING hilarious to pretend to be closeted to the other Avengers. Because they come from a traditional and conservative time they play into it, Steve says shit like, "Marriage ya know, it's just for men and women"

Bucky comments on gay people in the media with a, "WOW, can't believe they're showing that stuff on TV now.... wouldn't have flown in my day."

And the Avengers are torn between calling them homophobic and giving them grace because they ARE old-ass men suddenly in 2018. But Steve and Bucky just keep trolling them by falling all over each other, Steve brushed Bucky's hair while he moans, and they lick popsicles together and pull off the greatest mind fuck in history for like four years before giving up the ghost and making out in the AVnegers tower in front of everyone because why not.

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

haha, guilty..

[moths-obsessions]

i'm gonna need explicit dialogue in captian american and thunderbolts about why sam and bucky aren't together. explain urselves.

[i-like-superheros]

"CARNIVAL"

[iwasmadetobeasoldier]

Now, correct me if I'm wrong but-

My people singing in the shower...

@that-punk-from-brooklyn : 🎶 He's the boogie woogie bulgal boy of company B![old Andrew's Sisters song]

@official-pietro-maximoff : 🎶 WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! NOOOO TIME FOR LOOOOSERSSS CUZ WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS

@pietros-wife: *unintelligible death metal lyrics, most likely something do with stabbing*

@iwasmadetobeasoldier: I take my whiskey neat, my coffee black in my bed at three. You're too sweet for me...

@wanda-bug: She queen of the kings...

@whatarethooseshuri *outside the bathroom door, singing as long as she can with Pietro* CUZ WE ARE THR CHAMPIONS ....OF THE WOOOOORLD!!!

[missmarvelobsession]

Never got the love she deserved

https://pin.it/7yyaJ5l

[hford0311]

In my silence I adored you

*Avenger's Tower Fanfic*

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Hey girl, what-cha doing down there? Dancing alone while I live right above you; I can hear your music playing; I can feel your body swaying

It didn't take a super soldier to hear the music that came out of your apartment. However, the one above you did understand the lyrics, not like most of the others that lived in the tower. He didn't mind it, sometimes, it became a soothing thing when the nightmares woke him up. The vibrations of the music and lyrics gave him was a micro-confirmation that he was no longer in the Soviet Union. No longer trapped under any ice.

"Okay, but how come you can't go one day without it?" Sam asked about your music during breakfast. You shrugged, "I have my space. It mostly stays in my space. Just like Redwing." Bucky snickered. Sam slightly aggressively turned towards his best friend-enemy man. "You live above her! What are your thoughts?" Bucky was slightly started by the question. "I-I don't mind it." You stuck your tongue out at Sam, putting your dishes in sink, and walked away. "You said you only like forties music." Sam accused as soon as you were out of ear shot. Bucky avoided eye contact before he cleared his throat, "I have to train with Steve."

One floor below me, you don't even know me, I love you

When that and a combination of other things didn't work, keep falling back into night terrors, Bucky would sit in front of his glass windows, curtains pulled back. At first, his eyes would wander the city lights. Eventually, his eyes would shift down below and see your shadow swaying and dancing to the music that was nearly never ending. It was a constant, consistency made reality easier to believe in. You were starting to become that in Bucky's word, even though you never would've known. He never mentioned it.

If you look out your window tonight, pulling the string with the note that's attached to my heart; Read how many times I saw you, how in my silence I adored you.

Sure, Bucky and you met occasionally during missions and Avengers' (aka Tony Stark's) parties. However, neither of you ever got beyond glances, brief introductions, and the incredibly rare argument-- sorry polite conversation-- that Steve, Sam, or Nat would drag the pair of you into. Both of you would roll your eyes at the dragger and their "opponent." Plus, the pair of you would almost always be against whatever Sam was arguing. Bucky appreciated the team effort from you. You were also a bit of a history buff which sometimes led to his ears pricking up to some type of familiarity that he could confidently nod along with or it would help him connect the dots with events that didn't include the Winter Soldier.

It took one of these little rantings of knowledge you had, Steve and Sam saw the captivated look that Bucky distantly gave you. They both also knew it wasn't just the words coming out of your mouth that Bucky was interested in, either. The pair of men shared an look. They knew their mission.

"Alright boys, it's been fun." You said getting up, heading towards your apartment. "Don't have too much fun without me." You waved as you hit the stairs.

The duo of men encircled Bucky. "You have a problem." Same stated as if it was obvious and something much worse than actuality. "Sam-" Steve tried to soften the blow. "No, he is in love with that girl and he hasn't said more than five words to her." Sam insisted. Bucky gave them both a confused stare. "Y/n, Buck, we can tell." Steve cleared up. Bucky's face went to complete denial. "No, I don't."

"Those eyes you gave her earlier tell a different story, Buck." Steve softly argued. Bucky groaned and put his hands in his face. "So what if I do? She's living a happy life...why.....why should I enter it more just to ruin it?" Sam and Steve gave each other soft looks. However, both of them were not going to give up that easily. "You're different now. You've said it yourself, you're not the Winter Soldier anymore." Sam stated. "Even if that's true...who said that she's going to....want me back." Doubt filled Bucky's entire body and mind. The pair of men were not going to change his mind in one night.

Only in my dreams did that wall between us come apart

Another night, Bucky added to looking down at your shadow. He wanted to go down and dance with you. Over seventy years ago, Bucky wouldn't waste another second to do. He would've swept you off your feet, literally. He would hold you close during the slower songs, inhaling your scent. Softly kissing your forehead, cheeks, lips... Bucky heavily sighed out loud, walking away from the window.

Oh my darlin', knock three times on the ceiling if you want me; twice on the pipe if the answer is no.

Sam and Steve showed up at your door. You gave them both a confused. "Come in...stop lurking at my door." You responded, letting them in. "So, how long have you liked Bucky?" Sam got straight to the point. You scoffed and slouched in one of your chairs. "Who said-" "Y/n, you never mentioned your knowledge about your so-called fascination with the 1930s before your first mission with him." Steve confronted you. You shrugged, "A girl can learn new things." Sam rolled his eyes. "They're both impossible, Steve." You sat up a little. "What do you mean by both of us?" For the third time that night, Sam and Steve shared a smirk and an idea.

Oh my sweetness *knock, knock, knock* means you'll meet me in the hallway; twice on the pipe *clang, clang* means you ain't gonna show*

You hummed the song you left playing in your room as you approached Bucky's door. You took a deep breath before knocked with the beat that Bucky could perfectly hear from your apartment below. He hesitantly answered. Then saw you, a small smile etched across his face. "It means that I want you, and that I want to meet you in the hallway-- granted next time it'll be on the ceiling but-" Your breath of words was stopped short by Bucky pulling you into his apartment.

~~ Sam looked at Steve, stifling a laugh, "There isn't really a pipe for her to say no to."

[flowerwood122]

Imagine

You're an avenger, or you simply need to learn how to fight, so you go to who you think is the best, Bucky Barns, he was strong and ruthless when he needed to be and that's exactly how you wanted to be.

So you do to him, expecting him to go easy or at least easier because it was your first time ever actively learning to fight, but you were sorrowly mistaken, he'll take unfair hits at you, even making your lip bleed at some point. But he insists that this is the way to go, that you'll learn faster this way.

You do, obviously. But part of you believes that the black haired man just loves to pin you down, his hands roughly grabbing your wrists, pinning them above your head, not letting go until you get him off yourself.

He keeps it up, not going easier even though there's little to no chance that you'll be able to get a fucking super Solider off of you, but he insists that he's making you stronger and one day you'll be able to.

He's cocky. He knows he's stronger than you, and it drives him crazy. The power imbalance may be the size difference. If you're shorter than him.

[marvelilovebucky]

No words needed…

[purehypnotic]

˖࿐໋𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒙 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕˖࿐໋

𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚'𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚!

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐛. 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐤𝐞𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐠, 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

"𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 ��𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞," 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫, "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

"𝐎𝐡 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭" 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬, "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐘/𝐧?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐨 𝐲'𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡.

"𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭," 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, "𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐫𝐬.

"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐡, 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤. "𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.

"𝐇𝐞𝐲," 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧.

"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞" 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤.

"𝐁𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐩.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 ��𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩.

"𝐘'𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨" 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬.

"𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲," 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫.

" 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐢𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡.

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐡," 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦, "𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

"𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰," 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. "𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭.

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