Author note: This is my first time working with Bucky so I’m sorry if its not quite right. (also Buckys nickname for you is “smalls” because he finds it funny how adorable and small you look next to him and Steve.)
Description: You try to help Bucky when hes being pessimistic
Warnings: None 💞
You: Please talk to me
Bucky: Idk what to say
You: Anything. If you don’t speak to me then-
Bucky: Then what?
You: THEN I can’t tell you I love you
Bucky: I- you shouldn’t
You: James “bucky” Buchanan Barnes you are a good person. Not just by steves standards but by mine. Which is why I want to make you feel better
Steve walking in from the kitchen: ooh she’s using your full name. What did you do wrong buck?
Bucky: All the things I’ve done. I can’t forgive myself for that.
Steve: Buck I’d stay but the rest need me for a mission. y/n is right though-
Bucky: Its ok Steve go before they leave
*Steve pats bucky on the back, gives you an approving smile and leaves. Bucky smiles at you*
You: Don’t think I’m going to forget about this because I won’t.You better forgive yourself after how hard I try. Otherwise you’re….. a git.
Bucky: Thats….not a good thing to say to make me feel better.
You: Well suck it up princess!
Bucky: I love you too smalls……even if I’m not ready to
You: I never said-
Bucky, with a small smile: Yes you did. Don’t think I forgot about that.
Summary: All your life, you’ve been trained to achieve the utmost perfection in the art of assassination. After all, it was your area of expertise. However, a dilemma awakens when a charming and astonishingly persistent stranger enters your dangerous world.
Warnings: Steve Approved!
A/N: Hey guys! Haven’t written anything in a while and I miss all the frustration of forming cohesive sentences. Anyway, this one’s for @yslbuckyx and my prompt is assassin au. I can’t tell you how excited I am for this!!! Hope you enjoy :)
The knife was tucked neatly into the holster, a tinge of red evident on the piercing blade, almost as if it were blushing. It was an empty hallway. The lights of scrutiny blared at you like a spotlight as you walked away from the room of wrong. Hands reaching up to the buttons of your speckled white shirt, you discarded the identity into an unmanned cart. Now in gray, you’re less recognisable to the people around you.
So we’re not going to talk about how Sebastian was about to throw a tantrum when one of the photographers asked him and Anthony if they could to take a picture separately and only stopped when Anthony put his arm on his shoulder?
I just now realized that while Bucky was in Hydra’s custody, they never gave him food or water while he was unfrozen. They gave him the nutrition through an IV pump. Coming from someone who’s had an IV multiple times (I have health problems so it’s no surprise when they give me one if I’m taken to the ER), a super soldier like Bucky would need more than one saline bag to replenish enough of his fluids before they wiped his mind and froze him again.
(You can see the tube that connects the pump to the IV on the back of his right hand.)