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Trucker Bucky

AN: So I got this idea kinda out of the blue but mostly because of Sebastian’s new haircut so yeah also I don’t own this gif so let me know if you do!! Honestly, this gif is so hot can you imagine him in a bar looking at you like this ugh. ps I took 8000000 years to finish this it’s been like 3 months since he had his haircut sooo yeah lol

Warnings: slight verbal harassment, swearing

Pairing: Trucker! Bucky x Reader Plus size reader kinda idk

Summary: Down on your luck you're happy to meet a non-creepy man in a trucker bar to actually help you and not just hit on you, could this nice man not just be a helping hand, but a beckon of hope and trust.

“You can’t just leave!” the redhead furrowed her thick brows, her hands meeting her jean-clad thighs.

I was stuffing clothing into an old green bag, avoiding meeting her eyes because I knew if I met them I would waiver in my decision.

“I need to do this, for my own sanity,” I continued to pack “Please,” I begged, I finally looked at her for a brief moment my eyes pleading for her to let me go.

She sighed heavily, making me squeal with happiness. 

“Fine, but please be safe and don’t get into any strangers car!”

“Oh thank you, I’ll call you every couple days!” my eyes lit up with relief, running to her to give a tight hug.

The dark road ahead gave me no comfort as my car decided it wanted to fall apart. Coming to a stop the old blue car decided it wanted to start smoking, with a large sigh I put my head on the steering wheel not wanting this to happen, the emergency blinkers the only sound in my ears which raised more anxiety in my stomach. 

‘great I’m going to die out here’

Deciding that Google could be my friend I looked up the closest place to me. The first and only thing that came up was Ray’s it looked like a hole in the wall but at least I could get something to eat and maybe some help. I gathered my things, locked my busted car and headed to the bar. It was about a mile walk which felt like 500 miles in the dark where every noise and crack scares me into a faster walk.

The coolness of the night creeping into my bones the outfit I had on not doing much to keep me warm. My lips parted slightly a smile creeping up my features as I saw the lights of the small wooden building.

As I approached the bar I could hear voices and large vehicles starting and turning off. Walking up the dusty parking lot the light of the place Illuminating my face. The small group of men standing outside noticed me immediately like I had walked into the mouth of the lion, it made me want to shrink down and hide or run back to my broken car but I couldn’t do that so I put on a pair of confidence pants and straighten up.

“What?” I asked innocently as I approached faking being sweet.

“Do I have something on my face?” Smiling hoping this would play out the way I wanted.

They all shared confused looks, shrugging at each other.

“Well you were all staring, makes a girl think there’s something wrong,” I fake flirting, a smirk on my lips as I walked past them.

“Oh no sweetheart, just staring at those sweet hips of yours,” the man had a pirate like grin carved into his face, giving my stomach a sinking feeling.

I would have thrown a brick at his face if I didn’t think I would get murdered, so I just walked past into the bar and pretended like I didn’t hear his gross comment.

Entering the building it was lit with cafe style light, small wooden tables decorating the space along with a wooden bar with wooden stools to match. Behind the bar, itself was littered with different bottles of alcohol, the shelves lit to display the bottles. It gave more light to the bar, almost making it more inviting. Maybe it was the warm color of the lights that made it feel like that or maybe I was just so relieved to actually sit down.

I got halfway to the bar before I heard a low whistle and a male voice to follow it.

“Damn baby, come sit on my lap with that ass,” I could hear the cocky smile in his voice, 

I rolled my eyes. ‘ugh I just want a fucking drink’ 

As I sat on the wooden stool I signed as the bartender approached with a smile.

“Watcha having,” She asked leaning against the bar.

She was wearing a black tank top showing off her extravagant sleeves of tattoos with small delicate details that you could get lost in. Her long red-ish brown hair almost touching the bar top she leaned on.

“Whiskey would make my night,” I smiled “Just nothing too expensive,”

“You got it,” 

She leaned down to grab a something, but she looked irritated at not finding what she needed. 

“I’ll be right back, can’t find any damn glasses,” she huffed.

Sitting at the bar waiting for the tattooed bartender to come back, I felt a presence next to me out of the corner of my eye. I could see it was a man, and I felt my shoulders tense, anxiety bubbling in my stomach slightly. 'shit shit shit’ is all that ran through my head.

I heard him turn in his seat toward me.

“You look a little out of place,” The man said his voice warm and inviting not like any I had heard tonight.

“Just a little,” I smiled looking over at him, he was handsome. He had a navy ball cap on along with a corduroy jacket, his broad shoulders fill out his clothing well.

“What brings you here?” He questioned.

I sighed “Well my car decided it wanted to become a smoke bomb,” I pressed my lips together.

He frowned “Oh I’m sorry, do you need some help with it?”

I paused for a second, “Yeah that would be great actually,”

He smiled happily to see I agreed to his help

“Bucky!” The woman's voice brought my attention to her.

She was walking back with a few glasses in her hands.

“Wanda,” he greeted back with a smile.

The tattooed girl grinned at him, walking back over to us. 

“Thanks” I smiled as she handed me the 

“Sure thing,” she said turning to the man- named ‘Bucky’ sitting next to me. 

“Good to see you again,” she patted his arm as she went off to another task.

“So, do you come here often,” after I realized what I said I pressed my lips together trying to contain my laughter. I could see his features brighten, a chuckle escaping his lips.

“Okay, that was cheesy,”

“No, No, I mean yes, but,” he chuckled softly “Kinda yes,” he said answering my question

“What brings you here?” I questioned now facing him fully.

“Bucky boy here is a Trucker,” I turned my head towards the voice, tattooed girl or Wanda as Bucky had called her earlier said approaching us.

“The nicest one I’ve ever met too,” she smiled handing Bucky a beer.

“He seems like it, he even offered to help with my car instead of just commenting on my ass,” I smirked taking a sip of my drink.

I saw a very slight blush appear on his cheeks as he took a swig of his beer.

“Speaking of your car” he interrupted. “where is it?”

“Oh about a mile down the road,” I shrugged

He raised his eyebrows “Wow, you walk all that way?”

“Unfortunately,”

“Well,” he placed his beer on the table “Let’s go see what I can do about it,”

“Oh, right now,” I pointed to the ground as if I was pointing to time itself.

“Unless you want to stay longer,” he asked sincerely

“No,” I shook my head

Walking out of the wooden bar, you followed Bucky to his semi, to say the thing was massive would be an understatement the black shiny metal glimmered in the light from the bar. 

“Alright,” he smiled “You’ll have to get in on the driver side the passenger's door is jammed,”

“Fine, but please be safe and don’t get into any strangers car!” Nat’s voice ran through your head.

“Okay,” I nodded “I’ve never been in one, this is exciting,” I chuckled as I started climbing up.

 Climbing the large vehicle I heard Bucky start stepping up after me. At the last step is when my foot slipped from under me, I squeaked as I slipped assuming I would come tumbling down the tall vehicle. My eyes shut tight I felt large hands one right on my ass and one on my lower thigh. Embarrassment seeped through me as I froze there for a moment. 

“Thanks,” I whispered

His hands lingered just until I got my footing. I climbed onto the cab a bright red blush on my face, Bucky following behind.

“S-Sorry,” I stammered trying not to look at him.

“For what?” He furrowed his brows

“Um,” I chuckled “You know falling butt first on you,” I blushed looking down at my lap.

“Oh no doll, don’t worry about it, really,” he reached over rubbing my arm his warm hand giving me goosebumps.

He pulled his hand back to turn the truck on, the engine roared to life making everything in the truck rattle a little.

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You Don’t Love Me Anymore

Warnings: Cheating; Divorce; break ups; Angst; ETC

Pairings: Bucky Barnes X Reader 

Summary: You catch your husband cheating on you and shit happens.

(A/N) this is a one shot i came up with on a whim. I really hope you enjoy it. if you want more let me know. either way i’d love to hear what you think about it. 

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You watch as your husband of two years walks out the front door of your shared condo. Today was just another day where your worst fears were slowly becoming true. When the door closes you let out a heavy sigh you hadn’t even known you were holding. He left without so much as a kiss goodbye. Of course, he was only headed to work; but you remember exactly when he stopped showing you any affection.

It had been the night you came home from a business meeting with your friend and longtime business partner Tony Stark. He was sitting on the patio a bright smile on his face while he talked to someone you didn’t know on the other end of the line. You were about to walk out to tell him that you finally able to take that vacation the two of you had been planning when you heard him say it. He told the person on the phone he loved them. When was the last time he had said that to you?

Walking through the condo, you look around at all the things the two of you had collected together over the years and the memories fill your mind. Every fight, every make up, every little thing that at one time made you happy but now it just served as a play to the lie that was now your life. Your stomach churns and you instantly run to the bathroom where you throw up the breakfast that you had made only moments before for both yourself and your husband. Wiping the spit up from your mouth you stand up and look at your reflection in the mirror.

You furrow your brow at the look of what you had become. Shaking your head, you flush the toilet and leaving the bathroom head for the front door where your briefcase was waiting. Grabbing it you call your driver to come pick you up to take you to work. The whole way there you felt sick to your stomach and the pain just wouldn’t go away. Before you make it to the office you decide to have your driver take you to the hospital instead. After what seemed like hours you left the hospital your stomach in knots.

How could this have happened? What would he think when you told him? you didn’t have any hardcore evidence that he had someone else, just what you overheard from his phone conversation. Maybe this would be something that could fix your marriage? Maybe this was exactly what your marriage had been missing? Taking a deep breath, you walk over to your car and climbing inside ask him to take you to your husband’s office.

The whole way there you stared out the window at the people walking down the sidewalk. Some were alone, other with their lovers, and some just in happy groups. You were about to pull your eyes away from the window when a familiar profile caught your eyes making your yell out for your driver to stop the car. As he pulled the car over you stare at the couple walking arms wrapped around each other, bright smiles and happy laughs escaping their lips. You rub your eyes to make sure you weren’t just seeing things, but it couldn’t be that easy.

Pulling out your cell phone you make one last attempt at trying to make what you saw now a lie. You quickly dial his number and as you bring the phone to your ear you watch as the man across the street answers after a couple rings. “Hello (Name), what do you need?” He asks his voice not letting it show that he was annoyed.

“Um, James, I need to talk to you about something. What time are you gonna be home tonight?” You ask trying your best not to let your emotions show through your voice.

“Can it wait, I have to go on a business trip for a couple days and I’m in a meeting right now.” He lies and your heart sinks.

“Yeah… have a safe trip.” You say your heart breaking as he just blatantly lied to you.

“I’ll see you when I get back.” He replies, and you nod.

“Okay.” You reply as you quickly hang up just in time for the tears to fall from your eyes. You look back across the street to take one last look at him to see that he had just shoved his phone in his jacket pocket and wrapping his arm around the new woman and walk away.

“Ma’am?” You hear your driver ask making you quickly collect yourself as answer him.

“Yes Happy?” You reply clearing your throat.

“Are you okay?” He asks and you nod.

“Yeah, um can we make another pit stop before we go to the office?” You ask and he nods.

“Where to ma’am?” He asks and you wipe the tears from your face as you reply, “Nelson and Murdock’s please.”

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“(Name), are you sure this is something you wanna do?” Foggy asks and you nod as you try not to break down. “You’re giving him everything?”

“Yeah, I won’t need… no, I don’t want any of it.” You answer as you sign the papers in front of you. “He can have it all.”

“What about you and…” He points to your stomach and you shake your head.

“Tony has a place overseas I can stay at. Plus, I make enough money on my own to support both myself and…” You pause thinking about how in doing this you would deprive both your soon to be ex-husband from his unborn child and vice versa; but you just wouldn’t use your unborn child as a weapon against their father, no matter how much you were mad at him. When your child grew up and wanted to meet Bucky you’d let them; but until then it was better to keep them a secret.

“You sure you don’t wanna tell him about the baby and try to work things out?”

“He… he doesn’t want too, and to be honest I’m tired of trying. No, it’s better for him if I just leave.” You reply pushing away from the table to stand up. “Please deliver these to him for me. Tomorrow, if you can. I’m going to go pack my things. Thank you again Foggy, you and Matt have always been there when I needed you. I’m sorry to have to bring you into this.”

“No problem (Name), I just wish it was under better circumstances.”

“Same here. I’ll let you know when I get settled.” You reply giving your friend a hug before making your way back to the car where Happy stood patiently.

“Where to miss?” He asks causing you to take a deep breath.

“Home, then the airport.” You reply causing him to nod as he opens the door for you.

Now here you were, back in your condo, your bags packed and sitting next to the door. You had kept your emotions together until now. Now you let them go, just like you were letting Bucky and this world the two of you had built together, go. Tears poured from your eyes as you look down at your left hand that held your wedding ring. Choking back sobs you pull the ring from your finger and walking into the kitchen set it on the bar. You wouldn’t be needed it anymore.

Clearing your throat, you walk over to the cabinet drawer and pulling out a piece of paper and a pen write out your goodbye and then set it underneath the ring. This really was goodbye. You wouldn’t be coming back here at all. To you, this place only held bad memories of how the whole thing had been a lie. Had he ever really loved you? Shaking your head free of the emotions you walk over to the door where Happy was grabbing your bags and you offer him a forced smile as he carries your bags out the door and to the elevator.

Taking one last look at the place you let out a silent cry as you say to the empty space, “Be happy.”

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Bucky sat at his desk going through some paperwork for a new project when his intercom sounded in his ear. “Yeah?” He asks not looking up from his papers.

“I have a Franklin Nelson, here for you sir. May I send him in?” His secretary asks causing Bucky to furrow his brow.

“Uh yeah, go ahead.” He replies hanging up the intercom. Bucky quickly organizes the papers on his desk before he stands up to greet Foggy. When the doors open Foggy comes in with an indifferent look on his face. “Foggy, to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I have something for you.” Foggy says pulling his briefcase up to lay it on Bucky’s desk. He pulls a manila envelope out of it and hands it to Bucky. After which he closes his suitcase and pulls it off the desk.

“What’s this?” Bucky asks cocking an eyebrow at his wife’s friend.

“I’m sorry to have to do this; but if you could please look inside the envelope, all your questions will be answered.” Foggy replies his eyes turning slightly sad.

“Okay?” Bucky replies as he opens the envelope to see the little stack of divorce papers staring him back in the face. His eyes widen as a wave of anger rushes through him. “What the fuck is this?”

“My client would like you to sign these as soon as possible.” Foggy replies only adding more fuel to Bucky’s anger.

“Seriously Foggy, what the fuck?!”

“I’m just the lawyer man, if you want to know why I suggest you talk to (Name).”

“I’m not signing these.” Bucky replies as he shoves them into Foggy’s chest. Running a hand through his hair his chest heaves with anger. Reaching for his phone he quickly dials his wife’s number. His heart drops as it goes straight to voicemail. He tries multiple times, but each time leads to the same outcome. As he sets his phone on his desk he turns back to Foggy and says, “If this is a joke, it isn’t funny.”

“I wish it was. (Name), made it quite clear that this is what she wanted. I’ll leave these papers with you. Sign them, or don’t I don’t care; but think about (Name), and what you’ve put her through.”

“What are you talking about?” Bucky asks making Foggy rolls his eyes as he pulls another envelope out and tosses it onto Bucky’s desk.

“I’m not (Name)’s only friend Bucky. One in particular, noticed that her friend was acting a little strange, so she decided to follow you around. That envelope is filled with pictures, videos, and voice recordings of you with another woman. Jessica was going to give these to (Name) but by the time she had collected enough evidence (Name) had already come to my office to ask for divorce papers.”

“So, she never saw the pictures? Then why would she ask for a divorce?”

“Because she saw you with her own eyes.” Foggy replies making Bucky’s face turn pale.

“I…” Bucky starts but finds that no words would come to him.

“Seems she had a feeling for a while that you were cheating on her.” Foggy adds letting out a heavy sigh.

“But still, we could have talked about this!” He yells out making Foggy jump slightly at the sudden outburst.

“Don’t yell at me man, find (Name) and talk to her about it.” Foggy replies before he turns and leaves the office.

Bucky slides down into his desk chair as he stares at all the papers in front of him. His eyes darted back and forth from the divorce papers to the pictures of him with his girlfriend Dot. He knew it was wrong that he was cheating on (Name) but he just couldn’t help himself. His life with (Name) had turned stale and something was missing. He found that something in the young blonde waitress. He never thought that (Name) would find out. No scratch that, he always had a feeling she would find out; but the woman he used to know would have beat the crap out of both of them for cheating. Not just up and vanish with nothing but divorce papers in her wake.

He glances over at his phone and grabbing it he tries again to call her, still no answer. To make matters worse, even the voicemail function was turned off. He looks a picture of him and her on the corner of his desk and his heart clenches. This was his fault. He needed to fix this. Yes, their marriage had issues, but he didn’t want to lose her. He never wanted that. Grabbing his coat and keys he runs from his office to the garage where his car sat waiting.

The drive back to his condo was short. He may have been speeding, he couldn’t remember, his mind was focused on getting home and talking to his wife. After parking his car, he rushes up the stairs fearing the elevator wouldn’t get him there fast enough. Reaching his front door, he throws it open and starts hollering for his wife; but the house is silent. He runs to the bedroom to see that all her stuff, except the things he bought her, were gone. His heart clenches tighter and he continues to run through the house looking for her.

When he reaches the kitchen, he sees a familiar wedding band setting atop a piece of paper and he chokes back a sob. She was gone. She was really gone. Reaching for the ring he looks at the note and the tears break free.

  “I know you don’t love me anymore, I hope you find the happiness you want with her. I wish you no ill will. I only want you to be happy, even if it’s not with me. Goodbye Bucky, I wish you health and happiness.”

Bucky stares at the tear stained letter and realizes how much he’s fucked up. It’s too late though, she’s gone, she’s not coming back; and the realization crushes him.

Will Continue???

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What I say: “I’m touch-starved.”

What you think I mean: “I need a hug.”

What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul is reabsorbed into my flesh. Also, a hug would be nice.”

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black panther is literally next month

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this is the only context i’ll allow country music bc this video is possibly the gayest and most romantic one i’ve seen in my eighteen years on this earth

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“I wanted to look like, I told my stylist, I was like, ‘Let’s just go for a Nashville country singer that’s on his way to Miami in a [Chevrolet Bel Air], and then became a hit-man for the mob and lives in Little Cuba. We came up with this f—ing bitchin’ little outfit that I loved and so it could be that.”

- Chris Pine 

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My favorite thing is that Europe is spooky because it’s old and America is spooky because it’s big

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Rihanna’s impact

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The first sin. Misconception is that Eve was the first to sin when that’s not really all that true.

You see When God created everything and then Adam. He told him about the tree he said don’t eat of it.

God never told Eve.

When Eve was in the garden being tempted read that section you’ll find something interesting. Adam was right next to her and he didn’t say anything. He was using Eve as a Guinea pig.

Eve bit into the fruit nothing changed she handed it to Adam. And when he bit into it their eyes were opened.

So really the first sin was Man’s passive nature allowing something to happen he was told not to allow happen if he never ate their eyes may never have been opened but who knows.

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(Y/n) paced around Stiles’s bedroom not sure how to tell him he’d be a teen dad soon.

 Nervously she finally took a deep breath and looked over at Stiles’s direction “Baby what’s wrong. C'mon you know you can tell me anything.” Stiles said as he grabbed ahold of your hands kissing them both, making you feel butterflies in your stomach all over again 

“Look everyone says it takes two to tango right? Well it is also two to make a baby… Stiles you’re going to be a dad…” 

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I Can’t Let You Get Killed

Writer: Athena

For?: Requested 

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It was early morning when you woke up, it was cold in the small apartment. Something felt different like you where being watched almost, you snapped out of it when Bucky opened the front door making your snap your head in his direction. 

“Hey, Buc-” he cut you off making you furrow your eyebrows and press your lips into a tight line.

“Get dressed,” he said coldly walking past you. 

You didn’t ask questions you just got dressed. “Should I,” you paused “Pack my backpack?” you said pointing to your emergency pack. He didn’t respond he just looked out the kitchen window intently. It was filled with essentials and of course a gun or two... okay maybe like five. 

You were confused, he seemed on edge like he was followed. But you never knew, sometimes Bucky would become extremely paranoid all of a sudden and be weird acting cold to you one time he jumped out of bed and held a gun the whole time, he genuinely thought someone was trying to kill you. 

This was real though it was different he wasn’t erratic like he is when an episode happens he was focused, sharp looking, like he could hear the mice inside the wall there was no panic in his face. So you gathered your things quietly getting ready for whatever he was. 

Once you were dressed you crept over to Bucky to see what he was staring at, it looked like normal street commotion. You didn’t understand what he was so intent about but it scared you because if something was off you would have caught it by know. You ran your hand up Bucky’s  arm up to his tense shoulder, rubbing his shoulder blade through his many layers of clothing the canvas of his outer jacket making the only noise in the space. He was still watching like he was anticipating something 

“I Love you Bucky,” You said laying your head on his upper arm, you know had your arms wrapped around his flesh one, holding his hand. He stayed silent still watching, he would check between two windows the city street view and the one with a view of other buildings. His head moving slowing back and forth between the two views. You didn’t really expect a response since he was so focused you just wanted to tell him. 

You let go of his arm turning to walk away when he grabbed your arm making you turn back to him. You raised your eyebrows as to say ‘Yes?’ 

“I’m Sorry,” he ran his hands up your arms his metal hand slipping behind your neck he gently pulled you toward him so you were almost touching. You could see his eyes scanning your face, you weren’t sure why. Was something bad going to happen? Why was he acting so strange? 

“I Love you too, Doll,” He said placing his flesh hand on your jaw leaning down catching your lips in a tender kiss. The hand on the back of your neck tightening slightly making you deepen the kiss, he responded by running his hand down your back grabbing your ass making you gasp, he smirked pleased with the reaction. 

He pulled away roughly making you whimper. “What?” You questioned 

Just as Bucky was about to respond a large man came through the door startling you. Bucky pushed you behind him protectively. 

“I’m not here to hurt you,” the man said. He was wearing a dark blue suit with a star on his chest. It was none other than Captain America. 

“Wait,” you stepped out from behind Bucky “Steve?” 

Bucky whipped his head around with a confused look on his face. 

“He doesn’t remember yet?” 

“Remember what,” Bucky stated 

FlASHBACK

Running down a busy street in new york your kitten heels clicking violently against the pavement, you were late to the cinema with Bucky and Steve. 

“Bucky! Steve!” you yelled running toward them your steps becoming less coordinated as you got closer excitement overcoming you as you got closer. You giggled as you fell onto both of them giving them both hugs kissing both on the cheek. 

“Alright doll, let's get to that movie,” Bucky said with a cheeky smile on his face as he wrapped his arm around you. 

“Come on Steve,” you smiled taking Steves hand in yours as you all three walked into the movie.

“What do you mean?” Bucky shook his head.

Steve heard something over his speaker.

“We don’t have time to explain... their here,” 

I frantically looked at both of them, Bucky pushing me behind him.

“Go, both of you,” Steve said.

You furrowed your eyebrows “Are you sure?” 

“Yes, I can’t let you get killed, not over this,”

“I love you, Steve, thank you,”

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These are amazing.