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Gravity

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Gravity

Prompt: Can I please have a Bucky x Reader? The reader lives in a small town in Oregon and is totally the stereotype. And whatever you do with it is cool. Idk I live here and love it and yeah haha thank you so much!

Warnings: I am still suffering from Gravity Falls feels. Forgive me.

It was summer. And while you wished you were off on some tropical island, your parents had shipped you off to work in your great-uncle’s shop in a small town in Oregon. It was boring. Every day was the same as the last. You watched as helpless tourist after tourist stumbled into the tourist-trap-town. Well, until one day.

The day had started as normal. You were sitting behind the register, flipping through a magazine during one of the slowest hours of the day.

“Ugh,” You set down the magazine and pulled out your phone, forgetting for a moment that the shop didn’t seem to have any cell service. It was a real problem. And until you went back to New York, where your parents lived, you had patchy service and more bug bites than you could count.

“Something wrong, kiddo?” asked your great-uncle Dan. He was dressed up in his usual uniform, a suit and tie with his lucky 8-ball cane.

“The cell service is out again.” You complained. “How am I supposed to text my friends if I can’t even get a bar?”

“I’ll see what I can do about that.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “You know, why don’t you restock the vending machine and fold some t-shirts and then maybe it’ll be fixed.”

“Sure, whatever,” you grumbled.

You got out from behind the counter and grabbed the box of chip bags stashed back there. You used a key from the ring hooked to your belt loop and unlocked the vending machine. It only took a few minutes to restock the machine. After that, you folded t-shirts and set them on the stacks of shirts in the middle of the store.

The little bell over the door rang, signaling that you had to resume your post behind the desk. You trudged over and sat on the stool as a man walked in.

He was tall, muscular, his chin covered in stubble. He was wearing a red flannel, worn out jeans, and brown work boots. You caught a glint of metal peeking out from beneath his sleeve. Tufts of brown hair stuck out of his baseball cap, and he looked to you with soulful blue eyes.

You watched as he walked around the shop, picking up a few things and making his way over to the counter to check out. You rang up his things: a t-shirt, a keychain, a new baseball cap, a flashlight, and some other things.

“What brings you to our sleepy little town?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. He smiled a little, shyly.

“I, uh, I’m looking for a girl named (Y/N),” he said. Your heart raced. Shit. He knew.

“Why?” You asked, subtly hiding your nametag by zipping up your hoody. “Did she do something wrong?”

“No, uh, she just…she’s special. We need her.”

“How did you find me?” You asked, defensively. Your expression hardened. “And who are you with?”

“You’re (Y/N) (L/N),” he stated in disbelief, looking you over. “I expected someone…”

“Older? Yeah, I get that a lot.”

“My name is Bucky. Your great-uncle is the son of my friend.”

“Hey kid, is everything okay in here?” asked Grunkle Dan, walking back into the store. He eyed the stranger. “Well I’ll be darned. Sergeant James Buchannan Barnes. I’ve been waiting for you for a while, pal.”

“Grunkle Dan, what’s happening? Who is this?”

“(Y/N), this is Bucky. He’s going to take you somewhere safe. Did you pack your duffle bag like I told you to?”

“Yeah, but-”

“Take it and go. I’ll see you soon, kiddo.” he said quickly.

You grabbed your bag from behind the counter and reluctantly followed Bucky out the door. He opened the passenger door of a shiny black pick-up truck and helped you into the seat. He slammed the door shut before walking around the side of the truck and hopping into the driver’s seat. He started down the old dirt roads.

“I know it’s kind of a bit late for introductions, but…I’m James. Everyone calls me Bucky.”

“Where are we going?” You asked, a bit scared. You had no idea what was happening. Mere minutes earlier you had been a Gifted working in a gift shop. Now, you didn’t know what was happening.

“You don’t have to be scared, (Y/N). I won’t let anyone hurt you.” he paused. “But to answer your question, we’re going to upstate New York. I have a friend that’d like to talk to you about the Avengers Initiative.”

Awesome!

Is this anger?

Pairing: loki x reader Thor x reader (friend ship)

Author: me

Word count: 2818

Warnings: language,

Summary: Reader and Loki get into a fight when the reader gets into his cell. She ignores him for a few days until she has to leave and she goes to Loki to say good bye.

Requests: “Hey. Can you make a part 2 for “is this love?” where the reader can get into his cell and they can touch each other and hug and kiss. stuff like this. smut if you want, pleeeease”

“part two for ‘is this love?’ the reader and loki get into a fight and the reader leaves asgard and loki is all depressed? thank you!”

A/n: I didn’t do smut in this but in part 3 (if I make it) I will put smut. you can find part 1 HERE

**

it has been two days since that little incident and Odin still doesn’t like nor believe you. You still have visit’s with Loki and everytime he see’s that bruised up cheek of your he gets mad. really mad. like the hulk mad. You guys are always having normal conversations. That one time you started to talk with another prisoner and Loki got jealous so for the sake of his life you kind of stopped talking to him, and moved him down the hall just for safety reasons.

“I need to ask you something.” You said to Thor,

“Anything.” He said with a bright smile. You sighed, how were you going to say this?

“Do you think…you could..uh….,” Thor rolled his eyes in annoyance,

“Oh come on, y/n. Spit it out” He chuckled at you. You took a deep breath in,

“Do you think you can let me in Loki’s cell?”

Thor’s smile dropped, “why would you want that?” He asked confused. You grabbed Thor’s hand and pulled his to a chair so he could sit down,

“You said it yourself, Loki is in love with me and I him. He wouldn’t hurt me.” You looked in Thor’s eyes with a pleading look.

“I don’t know, y/n.” He paused, “He doesn’t have to hurt you to escape”

“Please?” He didn’t say anything, “you promised me a fun time here. Me seeing loki will be fun”

“You did see loki,” Thor said.

“You know what I mean,” you looked around to see of anyone else was coming, “I wanna do more than just see him, Thor”

“Ah, so this is about sex?” He said loudly. Very loudly.

“Thor keep it down!” You shouted, “if anyone heard you I would most likely be put in a cell just like Loki’s” you said in a whisper, “besides, I don’t wanna do the sex with him, I just wanna hug him or something. considering we both admitted that we love each other.”

“I’ll see what I can do,”

*

“Odin,” you bowed, over these weeks you decided to actually bow to the dick because you are trying to be on his good side he doesn’t send his men to kill you and then hide your body. can he do that?

“y/n,” Odin greeted you with a glare, “How nice to see you before you leave.”

“yeah, uh about that, I am here to ask if I can extend my stay here in Asgard.” you told him with your head low.

“No,”

“But sir-” you started but he cut you off,

“I am sorry but I do not trust you and when you ask for a-”

“Odin,” Came a scolding voice, Odin sighed, “Loki is in love with girl,” she said, “what do you think will happen when she leaves and doesn’t come back?”

“Frigga, please-” Frigga cut him off by looking towards you with a gentle smile,

“Your stay is extened to whatever date you please,” she walked up to you and you stood up to your feet. She took your hands in hers, “I have been dying to meet you” you smiled awkwardly, “please excuse my husband. he doesn’t trust anyone who has a conversation with my son”

“you’re Loki’s mother?” you asked in shock, “but I though he was a-”

“I may not be his biological mother but he grew up as my son and nothing will change that” her smile stayed on her face.

“Honestly, Loki never mentioned you,” you said with a real smile, “I like you”

“come,” she said. you followed her through the halls, “You and I are the only one who visit Loki and I thank you for that, If we weren’t to visit him he would go mad.” she chuckled.

“No offence but you are so nice and respectful, why are you with a man like Odin” you asked looking at Frigga.

“Odin is a man of cruelty and rudeness but he does love me in his way” she smiled,

you scoffed, “I wish he loved me” she stopped and looked at you,

“Excuse me?” she asked in shock,

“oh god!” you laughed “not like that, I mean respected me or-or you know just being a friend”

“ah,” she laughed, “You midgardians always please me”

“you should come down to earth, I can take you to go see a movie, have you ever saw a movie?” you asked her

“movie?” she asked furrowing her eye in confusion,

“yeah, uh moving pictures.” you smiled

“as interesting as it sounds I am Asgard’s queen and I cannot leave my home” she frowned, 

“Lady y/n!” you turned around and saw a guard running up to you

“I’m no lady.” you smirked 

“Thor has requested you company in the dungeons, he says it is about what you said earlier.” The guard said, “my queen” he greeted Frigga, 

“Go,” Frigga said, “Give my boy a hug for me,” she winked.

“How did you know?” you asked the queen.

“how else did you think Thor got permission to let you in the cell? he is powerful but not that powerful. If anything were to happen to you in that cell he would be sent in the cell next to loki,” she said, “but me however, Odin would not do tat to me.”

“Thank you” you said, grinning ear to ear.

*

“I will have these 4 guards standing outside of the door,” Thor pointed to the heavily armed guards, “and the prisoner’s were moved to the other dungeon so you guys have privacy, you only have 2 hours max, if Odin finds out that you were in the cell with Loki he won’t need evidence to back up his story either he will kill you or through you off of Asgard. quit literally, like into oblivious”

“okay,” you said with wide eyes

“I’m just kidding the worst he will do is just ban you from Asgard but then mother will let you back in, she is the queen after all” Thor smiled,

“You do realize that’s not funny right” you glared as Thor chuckled, “It’s kind of funny”

you sighed and walked into the dungeon, closing the door behind you, “Loki?” you called out as you skipped down the empty hall until you came face to face with the thick wall of glass, you held up the keys so Loki could see, “guess what I got Frigga to do for me?” you smirked.

“Y/n, you can’t come in here.” Loki said sternly

“and why’s that” you asked as you walked around the cell to the door,

“Y/n, please. If I even touch you I won’t resist myself” you laughed,”so, that is what this is about?” you asked as you unlocked the door, “the horny Loki is taking a peek?” 

“No, it’s not like that. It has been awhile since I killed someone” you stopped as your hand reached the door knob,

“Are you saying you are going to kill me?” you asked, “Loki, I know you are self conscious but that’s just sad.” you said as you opened the door. Loki didn’t move, he just stood there staring at you in shock, “so,” you whispered, “Are you going to kill me or are you going to kiss me?”

“oh hell,” Loki said to himself as he ran up to you, he grasped you head in his hands and crashed his lips to yours. The first thing you see is his bright green eyes before closing them.  Everything seemed to slow down like in a romantic movie you felt all you needed was the rain. Loki’s tongue skimmed you bottom lip, asking for entrance which you happily obliged. your tongues met together. he tastes of blueberries and strawberries. it was sweat.

Loki pushed you against the wall with force and you let out a moan as the hard surface hit your back. His hands wandered down before going to your breasts. Before you could muster up a moan he quickly pulled away, “I-I’m sorry y/n. That was very inappropriate” he apologized. turning around and taking a few steps to the other side of the cell.

“What are you saying sorry for loki?” you asked walking up behind him.

“why are we doing this?” he asked turning around to face you, “what we have sex then you leave Asgard and never come back? you get to tell all of your friends on how you slept with the great Loki of Asgard?” he asked rage filling his eyes, “huh?” he grabbed you shoulders and shook you.

“what?” you asked pushing him hands off of you, “No! why would I do that to you?” you asked with shock and sadness.

“Oh I don’t know, to see if the great loki has a heart?” he asked taking you words from a couple days ago, you stared at him, you were starting to get mad.

“Excuse me?” you asked  “You are the one who kissed me, mister!”

“Yeah and maybe I’m regretting it!” He shouted back.

“oh,” you said with a face smile, “Is this anger!”

“Yes this is fucking anger!” his eyes were filled with rage.

“Oh go eat a snickers!” you screamed in his face.

“Stop with your god damn references!” 

“Miss,” Came a voice by the door, “Are you alright?”

“I’M FINE!” you shouted while Loki screamed ‘SHE’S FINE’

The guard was quick to leave.

“MAYBE I WILL STOP WITH MY REFERENCES WHEN YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A BITCH!”

“HOW AM I ACTING LIKE A BITCH?” 

“Maybe it’s because you are always whining on ‘oh Odin hit you, that’s not fair” or “I wish I can get out of this god forsaken place and live like a king” you said in a whining little girl’s voice

“I DON’T SOUND LIKE THAT!”

“I HATE YOU!”

“I can’t believe I ever loved you!”

“Go try and destroy another planet!”

“Maybe I will!” he said walked towards you, you being as clumsy as you are, tripped over something and fell to the ground, hitting your head in the process. Luckily you you didn’t pass out. you stood up and touched your wound and bringing your hand back so you can see the blood.

“You dick!” you screamed, “you did this to me!” Loki’s eyes lost their anger and were now filled with sorrow and regret.

“y/n, I-I’m sorry,” he took a step towards you. You held up your hand to stop him,

“FUCK YOU!” you said before leaving the cell. You gared at loki before you closed and locked the door behind you.

“My lady,” the guard said running up to you, “are you alright?” he asked,

“do I look fucking alright?” you snapped and stomped away.

*

“I swear I am going to kill him!” Thor shouted as he walked back and forth.

“Thor,” you said as the doctor patted your wound with a napkin, “I told you this ten times,’ you paused as Thor stopped and looked at you, “Go do then! seriously, I hate the bastard! throw him off a fucking cliff!”

“Now, now,” Frigga said as she entered the room, “You and Loki just got into a fight, Odin and I get into fights every now and then but we always love each other in the end” she said softly 

“Well,” you began, “I don’t love the fucking god he can go suck a bag of di-”

“Y/n,” Thor said, “You are talking to the queen.”

you stopped, “I’m sorry. I am just really pissed off as you can see”

“I can see very well” Frigga smiled, “You must know that it was not all of Loki’s fault” she said.

“what” you scoffed, “Uh yeah it is, he was the one who-”

“y/n,” she said sternly, “I have had the same talk with Loki. I feel as if I am talking to kids!” she said loudly, it wasn’t a scream, “Now get your act together!” You and Thor froze. It was silent until Thor started to laugh,

“Work it, mother” he chuckled. Frigga nodded and left the room.

“Wow” you said in a whisper, “I guess she gets mad.”

“She is a mother, “ Thor smirked, “It’s her job”

*

It has been two days and you were planning on leaving today, you had to be back at work or else Nick Fury would chew your ass. You were happy to be leaving, you missed your home. All you wanted to do was cuddle with your phone and watch netflix.

you stuffed your last bit of clothing in your bag and sighed, “How the hell am I going to close you?” you asked yourself.

“try sitting on it” Thor’s voice said behind you, you shrugged,

“That may work”

“Are you going to say bye to my brother?” Thor asked coming up next to you,

“I don’t know,” you sighed, “I don’t think he wants to see me”

“Believe me when i say this, he does” he smiled, “he hasn’t been eating for the past couple days and he started to read alice in wonderland again”

“Good, “ you huffed, “I hope he starves to death”

“you don’t mean that” Thor said,

you sat down on your bed, “I don’t”

“Go see him, “Thor suggested, “I will finish your packing” 

“Alright”

*

“why so glum?” you asked loki as you walked in front of his cell. His head is in his hands as he sat on the side of his bed. There was food beside his bed on a small table that wasn’t touched. Beside that was ‘alice in wonderland’ opened and sitting face forward.

He looks up at you with a smile, “Y/n.”

“I heard you weren’t eating” you said with a straight face.

“oh uh,” He looked at his food, “I wasn’t hunger”

“for two days?” you asked with a small smirk on your face. Loki looked at you with tears in his eyes,

“I’m so sorry I did what I did to you the other day. It was foolish and selfish-”

“You were the one foolish?” you asked with a chuckle, “I told you to go eat a snickers” Loki laughed along with you. you stopped laughing and sighed, “Listen, I’m leaving today and I thought, well Thor thought that I should come and say bye”

“Come in here and give me a proper goodbye, then” Loki said with a small smile,

“I think we both know that’s a bad idea” you said with your hands i your pockets.

“Don’t go” He whispered,

“I have to,” You said tying not to let the tears come, “I have a job, a life”

“You can get a job here, “ Loki said tears streaming down his face, “You could live here too, mother already likes you and well you’ll grow on Odin”

“I can’t. You know why Loki. I can’t just drop everything and stay here in Asgard. I have friends there family. And I know if I do stay here Steve and Tony will hunt me down and drag me back” you laughed.

“Those god forsaken avengers are always winning” Loki growled under his breath but you heard.

“Loki, please. let’s not fight” you said closing your eyes,

“Then don’t leave!” Loki begged you, “please! I love you! You can’t leave!”

“I’m sorry! but I have to” you said, tears now streaming down your face to, “Good bye loki” you said softly.

“No! No! No! Please” Loki cried, “DON’T GO!”

You kept walking, ignoring his cries and left the dungeon with your heart broken.

*

“Here we are,” Thor smiled as he dropped your bags on your couch, “Home sweet uh….Home” he slowed down as he saw your dog run up to you, “How do you live with that vial creature?” he asked you as you laughed when your dog kissed your ear.

“It’s called a pet,” You said smiling, ‘You should get one”

“uh, no” Thor said, “I got to go. Father doesn’t like it much that I’m aloe with you,” he laughed as you quickly gave him a hug.

“I’m going t miss you” Thor said hugging you back. 

“Me too” you let go of Thor and he left.

“Just me and you now” you said to your dog, you noticed something in the corner of your eye. ou turned around and saw ‘alice in wonderland’ on your coffee table beside your couch, Thor must have left it for you.

You picked it up and a piece of paper fell from it, Slowly you picked it up and unfolded it.

It read,

I figured you would want this back - L

p.s: I love you.

******

And I’m done!

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Oh Captain, My Captain!

Title: Oh Captain, My Captain!

Characters: Steve Rogers, Reader

Summary: You just want a relaxing night out at a bar, but creepy dudes have other ideas.

Based On: Blue Bloods by Laurel

Listen: Here

Tagging: @liqhthouse @imagine-assembling-the-avengers (hope you don’t mind being tagged Angel!)

Warnings: Drinking, Assholes being Assholes, Pretty vulgar language. (I think that’s it! Message me if you find anymore!)

A/N: My first marvel one-shot! Let me know what my Little Angels think!

The bar was lit in amber light from the brown lampshades hanging above each table. Patrons muddle about, not too many were there, it was Wednesday after all. A few had struck up a game of pool in the corner of the room, but most just sat quietly in their booths, or at the counter where you were seated.

You signaled to the bar tender to refill your drink, scotch on the rocks. You take a sip, then return to people watching. It had been a long week, and it was only half way done. On Monday you had a double shift, then you coworker had a family emergency and you had to cover her shift. On Tuesday you had issues with what your store ordered, so that was screwed to high hell, and somehow your boss was blaming it on you, even though you have literally nothing to do with what they stock. And today, you had several moody, dick-bag customers blowing up at you, and yelling in your face because they were trying to use 3 year old coupons, and because of their own stupidity. How you managed to survive this long without maiming someone was incredible.

You took another well deserved sip of your drink as someone slides into the seat next to you. You ignored him at first, hoping he would take the hint, and stop looking you up and down like you were a piece of meat. But, nope! Just your luck that Neckbeard had to pick you out of all the people in this bar, just great!

“Hey Gorgeous, what’s a pretty girl like you doing in a bar like this?” God, you could smell his breath from where he was sitting, alcohol clearly present in it. You looked him over, his jeans are worn and fade with holes in them, a plain white T-shirt which is covered with various stains you don’t want to know about. His brown hair to greasy, and he smells like he hasn’t showered in days. Why couldn’t he see you wanted to be left the hell alone.

“Trying to have a relaxing night in the middle of the week, but a few people” You glare at him, “Are making that impossible.”

“Hey, hey, hey, I get it, some people just can’t take a hint ya know? That’s why you gotta be direct about it, flat out tell them you don’t won’t to talk to them.” He was clearly not taking the hint.

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

“See, there you go just like that, say I was wondering, you wanna ditch this bar and head back to my place?”

“No,” he seems baffled by your blunt response, like he hasn’t heard it thousands of time before.

“You bitch, I have been nothing but kind to you, and you tell me no!” You are about to start into him when out of know where a large hand grabs his shoulder.

“I suggest you apologize to the lady, before things get ugly.” The voice attached to the hand say in a threatening manor. Neckbeard can’t see the man holding him, but you can. And damn, this man is huge, and quite handsome.

“Hey buddy, shove off this has nothing to do with you.” Neckbeard turned to face him, and you could instantly see the regret on his face.

“First off, I am not your buddy, second either you leave the nice lady alone, or you’re gonna have to deal with my fist to your face. Understand?” Neckbeard nodded his head vigorously, then quietly muttered an apology to you. A laugh left your lips before you could stop it, a smile spread across your face. That was by far the funniest thing you had seen that week. The blond man turned to you a sympathetic smile on his face.

“I’m sorry about him ma'am, some men are real pigs,” He turned to leave, but you called out to him.

“Wait!” he looked back to you, a questioning look on his face, “You should stay, in case he comes back you know” He smiled at you, like he knew what you were doing, and in all honesty he did, but you were pretty cute, and seemed interesting. “I’m (Y/N) by the way, and you are?”

“Steve,” He told you

“Well, Steve, has any one ever told you, you have some of the prettiest blues eyes?” You leaned over toward him. Man, you were never that bold without a little alcohol in you blood stream.

“Are you flirting with me?” A smug smirk was on his lips.

“Maybe,” You ended up talking to each other till last call, which you then exchanged numbers, and told him to call you. Which he did, the next day, that was the first of many, many dates to come. Now, Steve’s only mission was to never, ever let the other Avengers find out about you, the amount of teasing he would receive would be unbearable. But they did, when Tony and Clint went through his phone to look for people to prank call, only to find a contact under the name, sugar. The teasing would never ever let up after that.

Hello and goodbye. I am Bucky Barnes, and this is my letter to you.  I don’t have much time. If I could, I would write pages upon pages, line upon line Stroke upon stroke. But I can’t. They’re listening; they’re everywhere. They stain the walls with dried blood and grime And plague the inner workings of my mind I cannot escape them. This place is filthy; horrors echo through the iron cell, reminding me that I am not a person. Only an asset. The red star is a symbol of my death And each time I see its evil glint on my left arm, I hold my breath. I have one memory of my mother. She told me when I’m afraid, I need to close my eyes and be strong. I did that while I was strapped to a chair made of lightning. And when I woke up, I forgot who I was. She said the bad thoughts go away, but they don’t. The entities manifest in 10 words, buzzing in my head like a plague of moths. My mind is a corpse of what it used to be. There are some things I adore One being a distant memory of a blonde haired man, And the other a red-headed girl I see in the outer circles of this hell. I don’t know her name; and I don’t know the man’s name. But they help me deal with this nightmare. The girl reminds me of a blood red sunset and the man reminds me of a life I never got to live. The distant memory of my mom helps too. I can feel her warm smile when I’m locked inside the cage of forgetfulness. I didn’t want this. I never asked for this. I joined the fight for peace, But now I’m fighting for what’s left of my sanity.  I was unaware of the darkness lurking beneath the layers of false hope And now I’m a deer caught in headlights, falling quickly into oblivion. I’m sorry for all I’ve done. I pray next to the metal bars that drip with the memories I can no longer recall. I pray for a god to deliver me into exaltation- I hear the demons coming. Their laughter is bouncing off the brick barriers. It’s a haunting sound. I have to go. But before I do, I’ll tell you this. They will break me, torment me, hurt me. When I’m strapped to the chair of lightning, or when I’m bleeding on the floor in the name of supposed restoration, I will get back up and write to you again, because that is how I will be strong. I will be strong.  I promise.

Bucky’s letters from behind the iron walls of HYDRA. (Part 1) Jasmine Walter (Part 2 found here)

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A/N: Okay, let me say right now that I really like this request and I just really hope I can do it justice. Haha. Feel free to continue requesting imagines or drabbles!! :)

Prompt: @arianaamaris asked: Hi!! I just followed you! I really liked ‘Your Highness’ it was really well done. So I was wondering, if you wouldn’t mind, a Bucky X Reader where Bucky has an episode one day in his room when he starts to have nightmares and she runs in to help him. While she tries Bucky kinda hurts her and so to not hurt her tells her to get out of the room and she really doesn’t want to leave so she just sleeps curled on his shut door. Then he finds her and takes her in. Lol I’m sorry if it’s a lot!! Thanks!

A loud shout shook you awake from you peaceful sleep. Nightmares weren’t new to you. They weren’t new to anyone, especially after the recent of events. You’d known the team for close to four years, now and had officially been welcome to join the team two years ago. You sat up, rubbing your eyes as another shout sounded from the room next to you. You woke up more as you processed the shouts as Bucky’s.

You pushed the blankets off of you as you worried for Bucky’s safety. The two of you had been together for a few months and you’d witnessed a few episodes once or twice, but they never scared you. Bucky frequently worried that you’d run away after witnessing a particularly strong episode, but you never left. You’d always been around, always.

You walked into Bucky’s room and spotted him standing on the other side of the room. He was pacing around the room, looking for something. He had already thrown the table over and broke his window. You weren’t sure what to do, but you knew sneaking up on him wasn’t a good option. “Bucky,” you spoke, cautiously.

Bucky’s eyes whipped towards you, showing both fear and coldness. You’d never seen this look in his eyes and you were a little scared, but you weren’t going to run away. You stood your ground and watched as he winced. “Y/N,” he rasped. “Leave, it isn’t safe for you in here.”

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The Waiting Game

I’m currently sitting in the hospital waiting room (we’ve been here a couple hours) with my best friend waiting for her to be seen. I was wondering if you could do a Bucky X Reader one shot where him and her are in the hospital waiting room for a long time because reader has a tooth ache or something and Bucky is being cute and helping pass the time. Thanks dear :)

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“James Buchanan Barnes if you don’t stop tapping your foot I’m going to shove your shoe up your ass,” were the first words to come out of (Y/N)’s mouth upon arriving to the hospital waiting room.

She knew Bucky was just nervous. The stainless steel and sterile instruments reminded him to much of a lab, but he was here for her anyways. She wouldn’t have snapped at him on a regular day but her aching head from a terrible migraine was causing her to be very grouchy.

The only reason she even came to a hospital was because Bruce was overseas and the team thought she had a concussion. The concussion wasn’t even from doing something badass; it was because they were playing hide and seek and Clint popped up behind her. Which caused her to fall from the vents and hit her head.

Bucky was willing to come with (Y/N) anyways though. When it came to (Y/N) Bucky was pretty much willing to do anything. He just smiled at her before setting his foot on top of the other.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, a nurse swung the door open and called out (L/N), waiting for the name holder to follow.

The nurse was very polite and told (Y/N) everything she was doing as she went along. She finished up and told them a doctor would be in soon to which (Y/N) tried to hide her annoyance. She knew how this went; she remembered the trips from when she was a child, waiting hours for the doctor to show.

Bucky began to laugh as soon as the RN left the light green room. “C'mon Doll, relax. When we get back to the tower I’ll cuddle with you and we can just sleep for a whole day,” he promised.

“I thought concussion patients couldn’t sleep?” She asked him. He brushed back the flyaway hair in her face.

“No Doll, as long as you can hold a conversation before you sleep,” he told her. She nodded her head before lying against the wall.

Bucky suddenly stood up with a mischievous glimmer in his eye. That was never a good thing. He stepped towards the box of medical gloves and pulled one out, before making his way back to the paper lined bed. He cupped the whole of the glove before blowing air into it and inflating it.

“The doctor is going to walk in on you doing this Buck,” she laughed, “And she’s gonna tell the whole world that the infamous Winter Soldier blows up gloves at the doctor’s office.”

Bucky looked towards her with a smirk. “Please (Y/N), it takes like two hours for the doctor to show,” he argued against her. He was only doing this to lift her spirits and was really hoping no one would walk in on him like this.

(Y/N) just sighed and rolled her eyes. Bucky turned back to the cabinet display and reached for the silver lined jars holding wood compressors. He took two out of the jar and pressed each stick against his canines. “Hey (Y/N),” he said with a slight lisp, “What happens if I don’t oil my arm?” He waited for her to ask, and then said, “It walrust!”

(Y/N) snorted and shook her head at him when they both heard the door swing open. Bucky, wooden tusks and all, faced the doctor, gave a “Hello,” speech impediment included, before taking the tongue compressors out and sitting in the second chair. Needless to say it was an awkward visit.

Exactly an hour and thirty-two minutes later Bucky and (Y/N) were laying on the couch together, watching some random movie. “But did you see her face?” (Y/N) asked.

“She looked scarred. I scarred that poor woman for life. We should probably send an edible arrangement,” he suggested.

This only caused (Y/N) to laugh harder and Bucky was proud of himself. “I’m sure, being a doctor, she’s seen far worse things than an ex-assassin make him self a walrus,” she assured him.

“Well I only did it for you, Babygirl,” he nuzzled against her ear. He pushed his flesh hand through her (h/c) hair, (Y/N) humming in appreciation. As her breathing evened out, Bucky felt only happiness, something very rare for him. He took advantage of this and let himself drift alongside her.

‘Maybe he could have another shot of happiness,’ he thought as her lips brushed against his cheek.