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Late To The Party
{Part Three}
Steve Rogers x Reader (slow burn)
Summary: You just want to do your job which included, but was not limited to, espionage, assassination, and babysitting a certain Super Soldier. Becoming an Avenger was never in the plan, but really why should you be surprised life was giving you the middle finger, it’d been doing that since the day you were born. Starts before The Avengers.
Warnings: language, fluff, slow burn
A/N: This is a story formerly about an OC. I plan to switch around to read as a reader insert, but she still has a name other people call her by. I have about 30 or so chapters already written and need to edit them up. The story starts a little while before The Avengers and will run through all the films :). This is a slow burn fic!
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The Avengers — Part One
You race down the streets of Venice, dodging tourists and locals alike as you chase after Morozov who was doing his damnedest to get away from you. He had been completely dark for almost seven months, untraceable and unattainable, complete radio silence. It was almost as if he had never existed in the first place.
Except he had, and he’d tried to kill you, which you weren’t very happy about. You had been tracking Mikhail Morozov for the better part of a year, and finally, after months, you had found him.
You gain some ground on him, if you reached out you could probably grab the hood of his coat, but you wait, knowing that a stumble at this point could set you too far behind.
Your earpiece pings with the crackle of radio.
“James I need you to come in.” After being alone for a year, with hardly any contact from SHIELD, the sound of your earpiece finally coming to life was actually sort of comforting. But you didn’t need comfort right now, you needed justice and you growl unintentionally.
“Bit busy right now Coulson.” Your voice was raspy and deep as you levelled it to sound understandable as you continue sprinting.
“I know, we have eyes on you, but we need you to come now.” You hurdle over a fallen stall that Morozov had thrown down but keep going, barely missing a passerby.
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Dorknado strikes again .
She’s a bad bad girl…
Is this the first time you lost a soldier? We are not soldiers.
So there’s this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And I’m sitting there sweating because like… I’m wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and he’s the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say ‘I can and will kill you’. He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, “So. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?”
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, “You get it.”
I said, “Yep.” He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.
Honestly this is so good i cried for the entire time
thanks for the memories
pairing: bucky barnes x reader
word count: 3,002
summary: Bucky’s lived a long life.
warnings: Some h*ckin’ words. Angst with a happy ending.
a/n: So like. This is kinda short. At least it feels like it is. It’s also an idea from that fake fic ask meme I did. But I cried writing this. Let me know what you think!
Bucky took a deep breath as he came to a stop. The trek became harder and harder to make every week, but nothing short of death could stop him from coming. A bouquet of red roses hung from his hand. The same flowers he brought every time.
“Hi, angel,” he said, his voice cracking. It was the first time he’d spoken in a few days.
After all, his children and his friends were dead. He didn’t have the energy to make friends with the new members of the Avengers or anyone else. The most human interaction he got nowadays was when his grandkids called once a week to catch up.
But there was no one he wanted to talk to except for you.
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I would like to see it
Black lace and property damage
Summary: With your messy work hours, Bucky’s consistently inconsistent mission schedule, and those basic life tasks you’re both ignoring (when was the last time he actually bought a new toothbrush?), the simple act of just being together has been shunted to the side. Bucky’s officially starting to panic.
Characters: Bucky x Reader Warnings: SMUT, 18+. Sweet sex, awkward sex, some dirty sex, some sex on a car. Basically sex. Swearing. Bucky wearing a white t-shirt and dog tags. My sketchy automotive knowledge.
A/N: This story is sort of an ode to anyone struggling to make time for your person. Life gets busy, so don’t be afraid to get creative. Also sometimes sex goes smooth and perfect, but often it comes with mishaps and giggles. Both ways are great, Bucky says just roll with it!
Want to find all my stories? Search #bitsmasterlist or try the link in my bio!
*****
The porch light above the front door is out.
Was he supposed to change that before he left?
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“I’m not touching it Bucky, there are spiders up there. Big ones. The kind that give you rabies.”
“Spiders don’t have rabies.”
“No one’s ever proven that.”
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Dammit. Yeah, he was.
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Part Two: Teeth - Teeth b.b (au)
summary: Detective James ‘Bucky’ Buchanan Barnes, 39th Precincts best and New York’s finest - every case handed to Barnes gets solved, but what happens when multiple murders come to Midtown?
pairing: detective!bucky x detective!fem reader
warnings: mentions of blood, open wounds, a lotta blood, violence, sex, drugs, alcohol and a whole lot of cursing.
word count: 3.3k
A/N: hi babeeeys!! sorry for the delay on part two! work is scrambling my brain but thank u for all the kind feedback for part one!! hope u enjoy part two!
as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, tell me what you thought of this fic!
Bucky wanted nothing more than to kick Y/N off the case and send her back to wherever the hell she came from. Once Stark announced he was pairing the two up on the Midtown Murders case, hell had very nearly broken loose. Y/N stormed into Stark’s office with a coffee in one hand and her other pulled into a fist, smoke near enough flowing out of her ears and eyes nearly glazing over red.
A few days had passed and the pair couldn’t think of anything worse than being paired together but here they were, ten minutes into a thirty minute drive to Brooklyn, the static of the car radio mixing with their deafening silence, choking them both slowly.
Bucky was accustomed to the silence, taking on cases alone meant he could work in peace, catch the bad guys, file his paperwork and move on to the next one. Silence surrounded his person. Detective Barnes kept silent about his personal life, his emotions and most of all, he kept silent about her.
Y/N tapped her fingers on her thighs, eyes flickering from building to building as the car passed them. For someone who lived in the city, she never saw much of it in her own time - the downside of being a cop.
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Concrete Crowns Masterlist
Steve Rogers’ sister escapes an abusive relationship with only a bag of items to her name and a myriad of injuries. When she shows up on his doorstep, it’s not just a shock for him, but also his new friend and neighbor, Bucky Barnes.
One // Two // Three // Four //
Her name is Laetitia Ky and she’s only 23! 😍😍 I’ve already seen a white girl steal her idea so let’s promote tf out of the OG.
Her IG
Hassidris “Ashes” spring 2019 collection part 2
You were born from the stars; a gleaming piece of poetic tragedy forged from the heavens themselves.
- by @tonystarks
- Never forget you are Woman, divine, as you have been from the start.
what is the time?
AMAZING
Guiding Light (8)
summary: It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra and now, Bucky can’t breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can. pairing: bucky x reader chapter word count: 8.1k warnings: angst™, cannon violence, mild reference to passive suicidal thoughts, description of a panic attack 🖤series masterlist // series playlist
Bucky took in a steady breath; a cold, calculated inhale as he focused his scope on a target sitting at a table outside a quaint café in Brussels. A light breeze filtered through his hair, enough for him to adjust the positioning of the rifle a few millimeters to the left before he took his shot. The man, dressed in a navy suit and dark tinted glasses, took a sip of coffee from the mug on the table, steam visible through the end of Bucky’s scope.
He positioned his finger on the trigger, the soft click of the safety as it released, and Bucky narrowed in his aim, ready to make that final pull, the difference between life and death with a single flinch of his finger.
“Busy, Barnes?”
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someone explain the jewish holidays to me like i'm 5 years old
everyone who reads this post will get some big spicy joy within 24 large minutes (hours)
that’s all it’s been about. bringing everybody back.
The Invencible Iron Man wallpapers
reblog and/or like if saved. please don’t repost.
Endgame Wallpapers/Lockscreens +BossLogics poster
• spider-gwen wallpapers
• reblog if you use
unfairytale | m.a.w
Holy shit.... Never Again Action (the group who started #JewsAgainstICE) had an ICE detention truck drive through them while they were shutting down Wayne Detention Center in Rhode Island this evening (August 14th).
“ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ?” “ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɪᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴋɪᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ʙʀᴏᴏᴋʟʏɴ.”
——To the best 8 years by Chris Evans as Captain America / Steve Rogers