summary: The agents at SHIELD have not taken well to Bucky’s pardon. When he’s injured on a mission under suspicious circumstances, you take matters into your own hands.
pairing: bucky barnes x reader
word count: 7.7k
warnings: canon level violence, bucky’s internalized self-punishing issues, shield agents being real pieces of shit, badass reader who would defend bucky to the death
a/n: I know I’ve been really inactive lately (life’s actually been going well so I’ve been busier but that leaves me less time to write unfortunately), but I’m still lurking here! This is a fic I wrote several months ago but finally got around to editing it. Hope you enjoy!
Bucky wasn’t sure how you managed it – the punch to his gut every time you walked in the room. You were dressed in your tactical suit; black fabric draped over every inch of your body, protective layers of Kevlar and technology beyond Bucky’s years, a weapon strapped to your thigh and knives hidden in your belt and at your ankle. Your hair was tugged out of place, sweat beaded on your temple from the sparring match in the gym moments before the two of you were called to service. In your right hand, you carried your combat boots, the laces hanging low enough to touch the ground.
And still, Bucky held his breath as you approached. Stomach in knots, chest tightening until his heart threatened to stop entirely.
“My offer is fifty this time,” you announced, winking in his direction before you turned to head for the landing bay. “Take it or leave it, Barnes.”
So I was very fortunate to have a presale code for the Eras Tour. I was ecstatic! I’ve been a fan of Taylor’s since debut and honestly couldn’t wait to go to this tour since I hadn’t been able to go to any in the past.
I logged in through the link I got in my text, wrote down my code, waited in the queue, and when it was my turn to buy tickets, I started trying. Each time I would click on a set of tickets they would be snagged by someone else. Fine—totally expected! I kept at it.
Then I started getting error codes. My spot in the queue was no longer valid, my device wasn’t supported, etc., etc.
I got back in, snagged some tickets and even got to checkout. There was an error on Ticketmaster’s website. I was pushed all the way out to the queue again.
Then I got this:
So I was like maybe I got the tickets after all! I checked my email and bank account—no tickets.
So I contacted support. Here is the exchange I had:
I don’t really expect much to be fixed because Ticketmaster is evil. I just hope @taylorswift and @taylornation support fans in getting the stolen tickets back from the bots and into the hands of Swifites that wanted to attend the concerts.
If you got tickets, I am so happy for you! Don’t listen to the rumors flying around that Ticketmaster is going to take all of the tickets back and start over. That would be a lawsuit waiting to happen. If you got tickets, you’re safe. Enjoy it! Be happy! You get to see an artist that you love and that should be celebrated!
@spotify: And before the clock could even strike midnight on October 22nd, Taylor Swift broke the record for most-streamed album in a single day in Spotify history. Congratulations, @taylorswift13💜