#why does my best art always come from sleep deprivation. i shouldn't be drawing this well running on 4 hours of sleep.

[foxett]

No more canon game suntan it's aus time (I ran out of ideas) (suntan streak: 7 days)

[frenchlangdon]

Late Night Louisiana Pt. 6

Summary: It’s late 19th century, Y/N moves to Louisiana to learn more about vampires. But what happens when she finds one likely creature of the night at Porterhollow Cemetery?

LNL Masterlist

Pairing: Vampire!bucky x reader

A/N: Next chap will be better! Promise! Love y’all 😘

We walked into the bookshop and Tobias smiled at me, he kept his eyes solely on me. "Well good morning! You know you don't work today right?" He said. He leaned more to his right, his attention on Bucky. "I'll be with you in a second, sir."

"Oh, I'm actually with her." Bucky replied.

Tobias gave me a confused look. "This is a friend from Texas! Tobias this is Bucky. Bucky this is Tobias."

"You never mentioned a friend from Texas visiting."

"I didn't? That's funny. Really funny. I must've forgotten." I laugh and let out a sigh, looking to the floor, not know what else to say and hoping to God Tobias doesn’t find my behavior suspicious at all.

"I'm surprised she never told you. We've been planning this for quite some time." Bucky smiled, glancing between Tob and I.

The sound of the door made all of our heads turn. It was Steve. He always came in to hang out with us when he wasn’t busy building structures and painting.

He walked in with a dirty white tank, his hair disheveled, biceps glistening from the sweat. He was definitely a sight to see. He was like a painting you could stare at endlessly. He was art.

"Hey Y/N. I was hopin I'd see ya here." His lips curved upwards as he stared at me. He leaned on the counter. "Steve, meet Y/N's friend from Texas." Tobias gestured to Bucky. Steve's eyes lingered on me a few seconds longer before his eyes shifted to Bucky.

"I'm Bucky."

"Steve. Y/N's best friend." They shook hands. It was almost an arm wrestling contest. No doubt Bucky would win due to his many abilities. They shook hands for at least half a minute, silently, veins protruding from the both of their arms. "Kinda funny, she never mentioned you." Steve said.

Shit... he’s onto us

"That is funny, she never mentioned you either." Bucky let out a chuckle. Well...

"So how long you in town?" Steve asked.

"I actually am moving in with her." Bucky looked at me and winked, my eyes widened.

what the actual fuck

He turned his focus back to Steve. "Yeah. She was talking about how lonely she was in the letters and I proposed the idea of comin down here to live with her. Keep her company. Cause I gotta look out for my best girl, don't I, Y/N?"

"Yep." I sway back and forth awkwardly

"Oh." Steve mumbled.

"Well, I have to get back to work. I'll see you later,  Y/N." Steve was out of the shop within the blink of an eye.

"So what did you come in here for?" Tobias asked seconds later after the front door slammed.

"I need that marine book. Bucky has never seen a walrus before. I want to show him a drawing of one."

"Oh okay. Well help yourself."

I took Bucky's hand in mine and went toward the bookshelf that had the book I was looking for.

"Wait, are you looking for "Starks Amazing Finds" because Steve bought it yesterday."

I stop in my tracks and turn to look at Tobias.

"What do you mean he bought it yesterday? I was in here all day yesterday, he never came in."

"Well during the evening when you were freaking out about going to the cemetery to find that dumb vampire, he came in and bought it. You were out back hyperventilating and smoking a cig."

"You're still obsessed with that vampire, I see." Bucky said with a smirk. I glare at him. "No! Why does everybody think I am obsessed with him? I'm not!"

"But you are." Tobias mumbled.

"Can a woman not be fascinated by something so extraordinary? Without getting HELL for it?" I exclaimed. I was very tempted to chuck books at Tob’s face.

"He's extraordinary, now is he?" Bucky propped his elbow on the counter, his chin resting in the palm of his hand as he looked at me, clearly amused with the conversation. He's very full of himself if I must say.

"Did you ever find the man with the fangs? Or did you turn right around once you made it to the gates?" Tobias asked as he stacked a few books on the right side of the counter. "I went. I was terrified, I will not lie. But he, um, he never showed. He could just be a myth. I could've just wasted my time. Searching for a child's tale, I guess."

“He’s definitely real, if he wasn’t we wouldn’t find the drunkards in the alleyways every week. Maybe he’s just a sissy. Doesn’t want to come out. Doesn’t want to found.” Tobias said.

"What if he's scared of what other people will think? What if he doesn't want to be judged by the people of the town? What if he wants to meet you but he just doesn't know how to approach you, how to not scare you? What if he wants to be normal again?" Bucky was breathing heavy, he looked deep into my eyes.

"I am sorry, that was uncalled for. I apologize for my manners, Tobias." He smiled at Tob before heading out the door. I look to Tobias who was thoroughly confused. "He had a long trip last night, didn't sleep well." I said.

"Is he..." Tobias pointed to his head. I let out a laugh. 

"No. He's not. He's perfectly sane. He's just sleep deprived and probably really hungry. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, Tob." I lean over the counter to kiss his cheek and leave.

I look all around but don't see him anywhere, There weren't many establishments here so it's not like it could be hard to find him. I mean it's not like this is New York! This is small little hick town. It's not incredibly small but it's also not big. So it really shouldn't be hard to find him.

But it was.

I checked the shop, the cafe, the voodoo queen's shop, the tailor, and the motel.

I walk out of the tavern and spot him across the road at the lake. I let out a sigh of frustration and of relief.

I sprint across the road and as I got closer I saw him sitting in the sand, he was scooping up sand, watching the grains slip through his fingers.

I sat down next to him, staring at the water as it inched closer to our bodies and then pulled away. "I'm sorry." He put his head down. As if he were ashamed.

"Sorry for what? You did nothing wrong."

"I acted a fool. I embarrassed you in front of your friend."

"Hey, you didn't embarrass me. And you did not act a fool. You were justified in the way you reacted to that. I should be the one apologizing, I was only saying that to come up with something. I couldn't tell him I met you. Don’t take anything he says about you to heart."

"You're really kind to me. Why?"

"Because everyone needs kindness in their life. Even the ones that are labeled monsters. And I want you to know that you're not a monster in my eyes."

"Then what am I?"

"You're an extraordinary man." I bump his shoulder with mine and giggle.

"I guess I am." He grinned.

"You are."

He scooted closer to me. My body completely froze. Blood ran cold, my mind ran a million miles.

He started leaning in. His eyes trained on my lips.

His hand came up to my cheek. “Wreck.” I squeaked.

“No.” I mumbled. He pulled away and kept his eyes on the sand, he nodded. “I thought— I am terribly sorry, Y/N.” He looked up after a moment.

“It’s okay. Really. Not your fault.”

“It is, I just put you into a really uncomfortable situation. Are you feeling all over-ish? I really am sorry.” He held my hand. “No. Really, Wreck. It’s fine.”

I wasn’t even uncomfortable I was just really confused, I don’t even know how to feel about this vampire. I’ve been seeking him for quite awhile, I finally find him and he tries to kiss me, and in no way am I complaining. Because I am not.

This just doesn’t happen just everyday, ya know.

“No. This is my first day back into the world and I embarrass you in front of your friend and then I try to—”

The best way to shut up a handsome man is to kiss him. There are better uses for the mouth... if you know what I mean.