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They Don’t Know About Us (Pt.1)

Description: Bucky realizes that he loves you, but won’t reveal his feelings because you’re Tony’s daughter and he values his life.

Warnings: angst, slight age-gap (legal, obvi.), fluff, illusion to smut, but no actual smut (yet!), cursing

(A/N: 2.7k words // I just created this account to post some of my old fanfics/imagines/blurbs that I had saved on my computer. I’m gonna upload them a little bit at a time and continue to write more! Requests are always open :P)

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Y/N’s POV

The city was beautiful at night. Your bedroom window provided one of the best views of New York in the world, and you’d been sitting on the window ledge for hours watching as the city lit up the night sky. You’d long missed Jarvis’ call to dinner, perfectly content to sit in front of your window for the time being and sneak into the kitchen for food later.  

To be perfectly honest, you were starving, but not hungry enough to endure a meal in the same room as Bucky. He’d been acting strange recently, and you were almost positive that you were the cause of this odd behavior. He was acting like he did when you first met him; quiet, broody, extremely reserved. Nothing like the Bucky you’d grown used to over the last six months. It was as if all the sudden a flip had switched, and you were no longer a priority of his.  

Your affair with him had obviously been kept a secret. No one in the tower knew about your late-night rendezvous, save for Jarvis, who kindly served as an alarm clock when you and Bucky accidentally fell asleep in your bed. 

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My Sun, My Moon, My Stars Pt. 1/? (Bucky x Reader)

1.6k Words // Masterlist // Requests are OPEN :)

Summary: After a mission gone wrong with the Avengers, you’re more than glad to see everyone made it out safely. That is, until you look down and see the blood stain spreading across your torso.

(Warnings: angst, mentions of blood, mentions of death, gunshot wound, did I mention angst?)

No one thinks about dying when they’re young. Not really. Every young person in the world is convinced that they’re invincible until one day, they wake up and realize that their youth is slipping, that their back is aching for no apparent reason, and that one day, any day, any minute, they could take their last breath and succumb to the sweet kiss that death offers to the masses as they start their walk into the afterlife.

This macabre idea, however, was not on your mind when your arm nearly caught fire in the old, abandoned warehouse on Cherry Chapel Lane in Amhurst, Massachusetts. The mission had been going swimmingly until that moment. Get in, get the target, get out. Simple instructions given by Tony, who was keeping watch of the area while the rest of the Avengers carried out their supposedly simple mission.

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shout out to the typo that i made on my OWN story title

HELLO EVERYONE!

I’m writing msmsmm pt. 2 AS WE SPEAK. Also trying to figure out if I want to stretch this into like a short series???

Anyways, i’m S U P E R behind in school work (college is a scam kids!) because of last week’s winter storm, BUT I am confident in my ability to post pt. 2 by the end of the week.

thank you thank you thank you for being so patient with me!!

as always, requests are open!

see you soon🤪

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HELLO EVERYONE!

I’m writing msmsmm pt. 2 AS WE SPEAK. Also trying to figure out if I want to stretch this into like a short series???

Anyways, i’m S U P E R behind in school work (college is a scam kids!) because of last week’s winter storm, BUT I am confident in my ability to post pt. 2 by the end of the week.

thank you thank you thank you for being so patient with me!!

as always, requests are open!

see you soon🤪

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #bucky barnes imagine #imagine #marvel imagine #natasha romanoff #sebastian stan imagine #tony stark #the avengers #msmsmm #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #sebastian stan x reader

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he’s so pretty

Sebastian Stan as Dayton White in Logan Lucky (2017)

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Who the hell is Bucky?

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small update:

i live in texas and i’ve been without power for going on 3 days now. it’s 52 degrees inside my house and i’ve had to make coffee off my gas stove in a perculator! i was finally able to charge my phone in my car this morning.

the snow and the ice and the general ill-preparedness of the state has caused millions of people to lose power and water across the state, which is an unfortunate consequence of the state’s negligence.

not sure when msmsmm pt. 2 will be released because i’m not sure when the power will be on long enough for me to access and edit it!

sorry for the delays!

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagine #sebastian stan #msmsmm #texas #snow storm #texas snow

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#a BEAUTIFUL man #i love him

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this pic is making me go absolutely feral

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PLEASE WHAT THE HELL IS GOING O N

STO P

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is part 2 of my sun my stars my moon coming soon?

yes! i’m sorry if it takes me a little longer to update my stories. im a perfectionist and i’m almost never happy with my work.

2,000 word imagines/short stories like my sun, my stars, my moon can take me up to 6 hours to complete. i only publish work that i’m proud of and i’ve been known to scrap what i’ve been working on for 2 days and start over completely.

i’ve been toying with a few different ideas for the second part of msmsmm for the last few days and i’ve written a first draft that i’m happy-ish with. i’m hoping to actually post on tuesday but i can’t promise anything at this point.

i’m overwhelmed with the response that msmsmm has gotten and i’m really excited to post more.

thank you for your continued support!!

requests are always open!💖

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #bucky barnes imagine #imagine #marvel imagine #natasha romanoff #sebastian stan imagine #tony stark #the avengers #loki #fatws

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SEBASTIAN STAN as Frank in Endings, Beginnings (2019)

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Omg part 2 to my sun my moon and my stars?! Where either reader gets brought back, like Bucky is really struggling with her death weeks later and Bruce and Tony are trying to figure out a way to use the time stone and go back in time and save her? All angsty

oooooof dude, i got you. my sun my moon my stars is NOT over, i just love to give you guys angsty endings. stay tuned!

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My Sun, My Moon, My Stars Pt. 1/? (Bucky x Reader)

1.6k Words // Masterlist // Requests are OPEN :)

Summary: After a mission gone wrong with the Avengers, you’re more than glad to see everyone made it out safely. That is, until you look down and see the blood stain spreading across your torso.

(Warnings: angst, mentions of blood, mentions of death, gunshot wound, did I mention angst?)

No one thinks about dying when they're young. Not really. Every young person in the world is convinced that they’re invincible until one day, they wake up and realize that their youth is slipping, that their back is aching for no apparent reason, and that one day, any day, any minute, they could take their last breath and succumb to the sweet kiss that death offers to the masses as they start their walk into the afterlife.

This macabre idea, however, was not on your mind when your arm nearly caught fire in the old, abandoned warehouse on Cherry Chapel Lane in Amhurst, Massachusetts. The mission had been going swimmingly until that moment. Get in, get the target, get out. Simple instructions given by Tony, who was keeping watch of the area while the rest of the Avengers carried out their supposedly simple mission.

The intel Tony received on the Hydra base was from a solid, reliable source, so the attitude of the team going in was less-than-prepared, to say the least. You found out rather quickly that the intel was dead wrong. Rather than the six barely armed and untrained foot soldiers you’d been expecting, the warehouse was filled with highly intelligent and deadly accurate gunmen. To say that you and the team had busted through the ceiling, only to be met with rapid fire machine guns and flaming cannons, was putting it lightly. You were all getting your asses handed to you.

It was a complete mess, and you were hidden in a corner, trying like hell to shoot as many Hydra agents as possible and locate an exit.

“FUCK,” you yelped into your earpiece, “If that had gone any more wrong, I’d need a metal arm like Tin-Man has.”

You were still shaking the burn out of your left hand when Bucky’s voice responded through the speaker, “What happened to ‘easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy, y/n’? Can’t take the heat?”  

Heat flooded your cheeks as you smiled at his teasing tone.  

“Okay, lovebirds, now’s not the time to have wicked com sex. Has anyone found a viable exit?” Natasha’s voice rang in your ear. She was right, this was not the time to get distracted by Bucky’s silky-smooth, velvety voice. There would be plenty of time for that later.  

“I’m kind of in the middle of something,” Steve grunted as he shielded himself from an onslaught of bullets, “Language, y/n.”

“Sorry, Steve.”

You reloaded your gun quickly and snuck a peak around the stack of palettes you’d been hiding behind. To your left you could see Natasha shooting at Hydra agents while standing back-to-back with Peter, who was doing his best to incapacitate people with his web shooters. Steve was in the middle of the warehouse fighting off two soldiers. Thor and Loki were out of your line of sight, but you could hear Loki’s arrogant laughter as sparks and lightning spouted off in every direction.  

Your eyes searched for Bucky, who was obviously the most vulnerable in situations that dealt with Hydra. There were bullets flying in every direction and the fire that you’d almost burned your arm in was beginning its slow, seductive crawl up the wooden beams that kept the warehouse standing up straight.  

A horrible thought crossed your mind, making you feel sick. If the fire got to the ceiling, the entire building could collapse with everyone still inside. Everything was going so terribly wrong.

“We need to get out of here!” You screamed into the com, watching the fire make its way up the side of the building.  

“Don't worry, Iron Man is here to save your sorry asses, again. I’ll cover you guys at the East exit. Get out. Now. Run.” Tony’s tone was confident, joking even, but he'd used his serious “dad” voice, which made you feel worse about how very un-serious you had been about this mission before it started going downhill.  

You glanced towards the exit Tony had mentioned, waiting for the blast that would make a sizeable hole in Hydra’s never-ending slew of soldiers.  

“Brace yourselves, people!” Tony yelled.

You ducked your head as the entire building shook with the blast. Ash and wood shavings rained down on your head and the familiar stench of blood and death surrounded you, nearly swallowing you whole.

Bucky resurfaced in your mind. Is this what he experienced every hour of every day when he was the Winter Soldier? Would this push him back into the shell you had spent months coaxing him out of?  

You shook your head, clearing your thoughts. You’d have to table those thoughts for later when everyone you loved wasn’t in danger of being shot to death or crushed by the feeble and burning walls of the warehouse.

You peeked around the corner. There was an opening that led to the exit. You took a deep breath and began to sprint.

Your legs carried you across the warehouse as you tried to avoid running on top of dead soldiers. Bullets were still flying in every direction and you kept your head ducked as you found the exit. The wood above you was beginning to disintegrate. You began to turn, wanting to make sure that everyone else had made it out before you, but the ceiling gave out before you got the chance.  

Two familiar arms wrapped around your waist and hoisted you backwards out of the way of the flames and decay. You fell into a strong, hard chest with a grunt. Even after hours of fighting, sweating, and bleeding, Bucky’s musky scent grounded you. He felt like safety. He felt like home. You rested your hand on his metal one, letting the coolness of the metal relieve the burn that was sure to blister.

Bucky was breathing hard as he set you down near the rest of the team.  

“Hey, handsome.” You smiled, looking over his ashy face for cuts or bruises.  

“Hey doll,” he responded, smirking, “Are you okay?”  

“Yeah, just a small burn,” you said, holding up your left hand for him to examine.

“Is everyone okay?” You asked, glancing around at the other members of the group, silently adding up the headcount to make sure everyone was accounted for, “I almost didn’t make it out.”

You let out a stunted laugh, waiting for a witty reply from Tony or Steve. Bucky inhaled sharply, causing your eyebrows to furrow. Everyone in the group was looking at you with horror in their eyes.  

“Geez, guys. I was joking.” You held your arms out in question. When no one replied, you looked at Bucky, whose wild eyes were focused on your stomach.

Your hands flew to your torso. An immediate wetness coated the fingers that brushed over your left side. You looked down and couldn’t fully understand what you were seeing at first. To the right of your ribs was a hole, the size of a small seed. A warm sensation began to crawl up your body, making the hair on the back of your neck stand. A crimson stain was slowly making its way across your shirt.

The world around you had gone quiet. You looked up, expecting to see the group still gawking at you, but there was a sudden flurry of movement that you couldn’t keep up with. Everything was happening too fast, and you were so, so tired. Even blinking felt like an effort you couldn’t muster the energy for. You sank to your knees, losing your balance in the process, and ended up lying flat on your back. There was a full moon out. How did you not notice that it was a full moon?

‘Where’s Bucky? I need Bucky.’ You thought, searching in the haze for the familiar face of the man that you loved.

A small pressure was being placed on your stomach as you focused on the stars above you. You could faintly hear yelling, but the stars were so beautiful that you tuned them out. Why was no one talking about the stars?  

A sudden and alarming bright light faltered your focus. Steel blue eyes stared into your own.  

You smiled. You’d know those eyes anywhere. They belonged to your beloved Bucky. The man who owned your very soul. But why did they look so scared? Why were they crying?  

“Bucky.” You mumbled, reaching up to rest your hand on his wet cheek. A warm glow had overcome your entire body. It was getting hard to breathe.  

Bucky’s mouth was moving, but the world had long since gone silent for you. The sharp angles of his face were becoming more and more fuzzy. A white light haloed Bucky’s head. You took as deep a breath as you could muster. Everything was numb, but you finally understood what was happening. You finally understood the worry in his eyes.

‘I’m dying.’ You thought, tears welling in your eyes, ‘I don’t want to die. We didn’t get enough time together. I love him. Please, please, no.’  

You were pleading with whoever would listen, but the world around you was beginning to fade. It became clear to you that no one was listening and that this moment with Bucky would be your last.

“I’m so tired, Bucky.” You mumbled, a tear falling down the side of your face into the grass beneath you. You gently closed your eyes, using your last bit of energy to squeeze the hand that was pressed into your wound.  

“I love you, James.”

As the last bit of light faded, you hoped that you’d said it loud enough for him to hear. He needed to know that your dying words were meant for him. That he was the beginning and the end for you. That he was the sun, the moon, and the stars of your universe. That there was love in this dark, cruel world and that he held all of yours in his hands.

‘Bucky. Bucky. Bucky.’ You repeated in your brain, until even thinking became too much effort, and you drifted off into the most restful sleep you’d ever experienced.  

No one thinks about dying when they're young, not really, not unless they have to.

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#i love him #he looks so concerned #bucky barnes #winter soldier #sebastian stan #sebastian stan gif #bucky gif #bucky barnes gif #captain america winter soldier #for an imagine im writing #stay tuned

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“Come with me.”

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